Introducing: What I've been working on for so long, the Hadopelagic lineup, a roster of corrupted, mech files with each instance of corruption manifesting as a strange cancerous growth across the mechs. These non-union designed machinies boast an array of tech and direct combat capabilites, as well as unique weapons with interesting features. It is advised to keep COMP/CONs and Demios entity NHPs away from this technology. The specifics are still not understood, but this tech predates the earliest known HORUS cells. Rules and .lcp data for these mechs should be coming out later this year. Until then I hope you're just as excited as we are for the fruits of this project.

Just realized I’ve never posted Hadopelagic here so anyone who sees my last reblog won’t know which one I’m referring to LMAO …… hello.

This character was made for me by my friend kingpink and he is so very cool and I love him,

Revisiting and old au (and also redesigning that goddamn tail to have more similarities to common depictions of the lochness monster 

m. mizuki. I need help.

- @cecaelia-rui-official

Oh?

What's up?

brother took these really fucked up looking pics of my dog so i decided to put his little white ass in the hadopelagic zone <3 his natural habitat <3 <3

@hadopelagical asked:

“It’s not as bad as it looks. Can you help?” (Mila to Ethan)

VULNERABLE SENTENCE STARTERS

"Are you sure? It doesn't look like nothing...". Maybe his luck had kicked into action, as it seemed as though this girl had been hurt the most from the cage to have fallen from some nearby ruins, Ethan quickly moving to kneel by her side, already lifting the base of the cage in order to let her wriggle her leg free - hopefully it hadn't been injured too much. He should have acted a lot sooner - but he'd got a wave of pain just before the thing had fallen, and that had caused him to pause enough to avoid the majority of the fall. Only his arm had been scraped a little, but it was a rather minor cut. "How is your leg? I'm sorry - I should have been much more aware of our surroundings..."

Old-timey netrunners whose interface plugs have melted and fused into their skulls, who were discovered long after their deaths by scavengers or some other sort of opportunistic feeder at the bottom of the barrel. Their corpses still moving and shambling about like emaciated dogs on short chains, not strong enough to pull themselves free. Writhing and shuffling on the floor as if in pain, begging to be put out of their misery, you would think the dead were truly re-animated— and many of those who found them like this could have sworn that was the case, giving birth to all sorts of legends and superstitions. When in fact, it's all smoke and mirrors. Nothing more than stray electrical impulses still firing aimlessly and bodyweight suits highjacked by some nasty piece of programming. Still, there will always be those who are convinced the consciousness of netrunners killed this way still roams the net, haunting old and forgotten pockets of cyberspace.

On the first day of the end of the world, you wake up tied to a chair at half past four in the afternoon.

Your new acquaintance, Jade Harley towers over you, an expression of mild displeasure decorating her features. Your best friend, Karkat Vantas, does his best to tower over you, but is not particularly successful in this endeavour because he is not very tall. He does nail the glare though. He is very good at those. Your new acquaintance's boyfriend and your best friend's unrequited crush, Dave Strider, is propped up on a chair across from you. He is still asleep. This is probably because you punched him in the face with your unnatural vampire strength.

"Um," you say, "how long have you been waiting there for me to wait up." Karkat looks a little red in the face. You are unsure if this is because of embarrassment or anger.

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chapter two of totally hadopelagic is up! a fic I'm writing for rosemary month featuring vampire kanaya going up against grimdark rose with the intent of stopping the apocalypse, and accidentally falling in love along the way!

gratuitously inspired by taz muir's the deepwater bride lmao

you wont believe how dense i can be most times

if i had my way my phone would be several dozen feet deep in the harbor and i would never ever have to hear the whole world's opinion on transgenderism all at the same time. unfortunately my friends are also in there

❛ is there a reasons you’re here on your own ? ❜ (Cecilia to Venti)

"I always venture to the taverns on my own," Venti mused, smiling. A child of Springvale, if he remembered correctly--though she was not a face he remembered well. Did she always come to this tavern? He didn't always find himself in Springvale, after all...

"What brings such a lovely young lady to such a place?" He asked, bemused nevertheless. "And to my table, never mind?"

Had he caught her attention somehow? How strange.

@hadopelagical

As it turns out, Dia did better than they thought they would.

"Woman adjacent"--it's complicated, not exactly.

"So," Xander says, rapping his knuckle on the free space. "Normally, I'd say, all my friends are hot, those are just the rules, whether they believe it or not. But, we don't know each other yet." He offers half a shrug, like it's a conundrum, but then grins conspiratorially. "Wanna hang out sometime?"

The Deepest Expanse City, Luminosity's Hadopelagic Domain.

A pair of massive golden eyes look over the city at all times.. Staring into those deep, lifeless eyes make you feel like it is judging you.

Daily fish fact #246

Snailfish!

Snailfish are a family of marine fish that typically live in the deepest parts of the ocean in the hadopelagic zone. They can also be called sea snails!

If someone got romantically interested at someone at the bottom of the ocean would that be a cr

a crsh d

crush depth?

... Mizuki Starts laughing a lot.

Yes!