Our Mage the Ascension cabal! The Double AAchievers (yes.. like a battery)

From left to right in the group pic we got Fen Tuller (Verbena), Kenneth Orange (Cult of Ecstacy), Pan Brookes (Euthanatos), Arthur Alloway (Sons of Ether) and lastly Mōmoku Tora (Akashic Brotherhood)

I kind of like the idea of a cult leader pred.

It's a small community just out of range from civilisation, they promote hedonistic behaviours, free and open love, and similarly supposedly freeing activities, all under the keen eye of their rapacious leader.

Sometimes they haunt the partygoers, other times they sit alone and simply observe the debaucherous functions. Most often, however, they lounge in their private space, nursing a belly filled past human capacity; a member of their group or two lost in the swill of wines and cocktails as they go dizzy from ecstacy.

Not many members of their group are allowed to see them like that, aside from the most devout, who are all but willing to lovingly soothe their aching stomach, receiving much praise and being rewarded for doing so. Despite the exclusivity, they make sure to patrol their community after a night of indulgence- making sure to flaunt their distended gut, still working at the remains of the last "chosen" members of the cult.

They all know that any day could be their last day in the group, but knowing that they would be given such an honour to be the reason someone with such inhuman power continues to live makes everyday brighter.

Everyone realizing Nemo has no plans of disbanding his murder cult what is more the assasins guild now: 😥

Nemo: "First of all, let's blow father's huge ass skull off the wall. Idc about that thing.

Second of all, Murder Tribunal needs to be reworked. I am no longer accepting every murder-happy idiot into the fold. Things will be ORGANIZED from now on. Whatever you do on your free time is your business, but killing done in the name of the guild will be done strictly by contract. No more killings for free. What? Yes, Father's ecstacy through murder will probably be annulled for many of you. Again, I don't care if you worship by dear old dad or not, but remember I am your leader and our guild comes first. Any religious preferences stay behind the door. What? Yes, of course you can worship Loviatar now, Caleb, I'm surprised you haven't already. Anyway, I want to officially invite all of you present to the wedding of our dear Clotilda and...Sorry, what was his name again?

aheehee giggle

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[JON MAKES A SLIGHT SOUND.] ARCHIVIST: (softer) Hello.

MARTIN: (overlapping) I’m sorry. Is that okay?

ARCHIVIST: That’s fine. That’s cool.

MARTIN: This is a record from the band "Actual Corpse in My Refrigerator."

ARCHIVIST: Oh, okay.

MARTIN: And the album is "Private Cult And (Songs From the Blood Cellar, Vol 1: Andsons Of, Your Baby’s Brain, The Eye Of Delirium, Atropo, Ecstacy Of Both Lies, Day to Day Glo, Fruit Thieving, Well Done Decomposition)"

ARCHIVIST: Ok.

The Ecstacy of Gold

Gold.

Gold was all that Kylie could think about. Gold was all that mattered.

Of all the models to pitch Gold Sounds to the public, Kylie Mara seemed like the perfect pick. She modeled herself after other big brained, self-aware celebrities who casually acknowledged the vapidity of her day job while moonlighting as a frequent podcast guest and occasional contributor to the online publication Trespass. Fans loved her because she was honest and down to earth. She'd been labeled The Girl Next Door, which would have been true if Next Door was a Greek palace on Mount Olympus. She was a free thinker, the kind of girl who'd get high with a podcast host and discuss the afterlife, or extraterrestrials or government conspiracies. She was one step removed from magic bullets, flat earth, anti-vaxxing, but so far Fleur-de-lis had managed to corral her worst bouts of galaxy brain. She was the kind of celebrity who would rant about the gold standard and the true value of tangible wealth. "The thing is," she would say into the microphone between drags. "The American government moved away from the gold standard because we had too much power, you know? Because gold is power, the physical manifestation of power, right? So all money is hypothetical now, man. That's what they want. Because it's easier to take it from us when it doesn't exist. It's easier to keep us in line."

Gold Sounds was more than just a return to the gold standard. It was a philosophy. Some might call it a cult. It spoke about gold in the same way Kylie did. Inherent power, physical wealth. It wasn't just about money. Gold was not created, the Gold Sounds pamphlet read, it came from the earth. Inside of each flake of gold was a spiritual force that could upend world governments. You just had to listen. It was all about sound frequencies. If one is trained to tap into the correct spiritual channels, they can then hear the sound of gold, be reborn with its power.

When Gold Sounds approached Kylie for an endorsement, she was skeptical but interested. Kylie was no stranger to the long line of new age movements that mapped the secret history of California, from the Children of God to Synanon. But Gold Sounds promised more than simply enlightenment, inner peace, a relationship with God. It promised something tangible, something she could see for herself. For her consideration, Kylie was offered a test tribute. It was a small bag containing flakes of gold that had already been cleansed by the high cleric of Gold Sounds himself. Even non-believers, they said, could hear the frequencies without knowing how to tune into them.

When Kylie received the package, she spread the contents of the bag onto her kitchen countertop. The flakes glittered beneath the overhead light, gold spreading further and wider across her counter than the bag could possibly hold. It was beautiful, certainly, but nothing more than glitter before Kylie's eyes. And then it began to vibrate. She didn't notice the sensation until she held her hand above the countertop, felt the oddly warm glow of the flakes. A tremor in her hand, and then, what was that? Was the countertop shaking? No, it was the flakes themselves, each one bouncing lightly like popcorn kernels in the microwave.

Kylie pressed her hand into the pile of gold flakes. They continued to vibrate around her fingers, dancing up her hand until it was partially submerged. She laughed, a kind of nervous but excited laugh. The way the flakes shivered around her hand made it look intelligent. The gold was responding to her. It was alive.

And then Kylie heard it. A sound. A soft ringing in her ears that seemed to harmonize with the movement of the flakes on the countertop. The sound of gold.

She said it out loud. "Gold."

Slowly, the shavings slivered up her arm, coating her body. She would absorb its power. She would be reborn.

Gold.

Gold was all that Kylie could think about. Gold was all that mattered.

WERE FEELING GLAMOROUS, LETS GET MISCHIEVOUS AND POLYAMOROUS!!!!!! WINE, AND WOMEN AND WONDERFUL VICES!!! WELCOME TO THE CULT OFFFF DIONYSUS!!!!

RUN RUN RUN AWAY JUST TAKE MY HAND AND WE'LL ABANDON THIS WORLD WE'LL WASH THOSE TEARS AWAY YOU'RE YOUNG AND BEAUTIFUL AND WE'RE LOVING YOU ALWAYS WE'VE GOT NO TIME FOR PAIN WHEN IT'S JUST YOU AND ME IN ECSTACY YEAH!!-Bibi

It's time for people who are not epileptic or psychotic to STOP appropriating the concepts of divine insights, revelations, ecstacies, et cetera

I worked hard and contemplated long on my ecstacies to achieve gnosis. Fakers have made the wait lists for the mystery cults SO LONG.

Im not from one of the selected bloodlines. I can't just get initiated and become Dadouchos in a couple years when my dad retires.

Im lucky that out of all my siblings I got kicked in the head, and maybe have a chance in Eleusis

So maybe think about that the next time you come crying to me about how "pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart." think about that because if I can't be in the parade and get a glimpse in that basket by this time next year I'm just going to enlist with the maenads and trust me when I say to the fakers that

you do not want that

Ying and Yang

He who begets something which is alive must dive down into the primeval depths in which the forces of life dwell. And when he rises to the surface, there is a gleam of madness in his eyes because in those depths death lives check by jowl with life. The primal mystery is itself mad—the matrix of the duality and the unity of disunity. . . . The more alive this life becomes, the nearer death draws, until the supreme moment—the enchanted moment when something new is created—when death and life meet in an embrace of mad ecstacy. The rapture and terror of life are so profound because they are intoxicated with death. As often as life engenders itself anew, the wall which separates it from death is momentarily destroyed. . . . Life which has become sterile totters to meet its end, but love and death have welcomed and clung to one another  passionately from the beginning.

--Walter F. Otto en "Dyonisus: myth and cult"

do ecstacy once and become a cult leader

Ecstatic post!

2023: A Year That Existed (Wrapping Up the Year)

Hey everyone! Now with xmas outta the way practically nothing else is really happening this year except for New Year's Eve, which means 2023 is another year in the books!

Here's a highlight reel of the year in order (sort of idk):

January - My track Blissful Ecstacy gets frontpaged on Newgrounds and a month later gets noticed by luminoghost himself!

February - The Splatoon 3 Expansion Pass gets revealed to the world, launching me as well as others into speculation on whatever the hell Side Order's plot is gonna be, a state of insanity that would last until Spetember (unless if you're like me and found out about the leaked Side Order files that were datamined sometime in the summer!)

March - Wave 1 of Splatoon 3's Expansion Pass comes out alongside Fresh Season 2023. Anyways, Cereza and the Lost Demon came out and boy was it hella fun to play!

April - My birthday was on the 13th and we also had the Zelda splatfest that month, which was pretty neat :D. Also, Cult of the Lamb's first major content update came out. I wouldn't be able to actually play this thing until a few months later because of some bug connected to the reclics room.

May - Tears of the Kingdom came out and I'd end up spending a month plus away from S3 trying to finish the game.

June - The disapointment of a season known as Sizzle Season 2023 comes out and I'm still working on TotK, only finishing it halfway through the month and then finally experiencing Sizzle Season myself shortly after finishing TotK. Also, school went out for me that month :D

July - It was either this month or August where we got the summer nintendo direct. Still no Side Order, but we got the announcement of Princess Peach Showtime tho!

August - School started up again and it felt like being dragged back to hell. Bomb Rush Cyberfunk, formerly known as the Jet Set Radio 3 that never was, came out but I didn't get to play until September.

September - A bombshell hits the Splatoon community shortly after the catastrophe known as the fallout after Shiver v Frye v Big Man as a full trailer for Side Order comes out in the September direct, revealing that Agent 8 would be returning to the game, Pearl has been turned into a drone, the Inkopolis Square we play in isn't the actual Inkopolis Square but a replica of it, and most importaintly DEDF1SH WOULD BE AN IMPORTAINT CHARACTER IN THE DLC. Also I consumed as much media related to Dear Evan Hansen this month for some reason.

October - Spooky month. Nothing much happened this month besides me ending my long running Hellbent Concept OST series tbh so moving on...

November - My track Hellfish Heretic would get frontpaged on Newgrounds and Scott Pilgrim Takes Off released on Netflix.

December - To cap off the entire year I basically turned into a full fledged victim (the Killers fan) by listening to a bunch of their music & listening to video essays on folks tryna piece together the story of the Murder Trilogy, even doing so myself over here on tumblr some time ago. Also I finally played Deltarune and I'm currently starting Undertale (now I have to unlearn everything I did in Deltarune just so I can play Undertale lmao).

This year didn't start off that great for me, but it eventually improved as the months went by, to be honest. Got two more tracks on the front page of Newgrounds, my art improved a bunch over the past year for the most part, and I've gotten a few more followers across all my socials (not a lot but it's something!), so this year wasn't too bad.

Now, what am I gonna do in the next year when it comes to my own content? Well, of course I'm gonna continue with my usual writing pieces, art, music, ect., but I'm also gonna throw in some extra bigger projects into the mix as well! Because Side Order comes out next year, I'll be starting finally writing my Splatoon OCs' Side Order arc stories (I've been teasing the arc for a while now), as well as reworking and finally writing other stories about my OCs as well. Also, I plan on starting a seperate blog for a story surrounding Ribbon & WD sometime next year! The story is being worked on right now and I plan on structuring the blog as part ask blog for Ribbon & WD and part comic sorta thing, so something similar to that one fannmade Splatoon comic #14 crush.

Anyways, hope y'all had a great year and I hope y'all have a greater 2024. If you've been sticking around my blog this entire time, thanks for being there to see my stuff. If you're just finding out about my existence via this post you should give me a follow if ya want :D

See y'all on the flip side (of order)!

Can't wait to finally play Side Order in a few months yay!!!

P!

Ask game- send me a letter and I'll tell you about an oc who's name starts with that letter

I dont think i have any that actually start with p, but one of my old tielfing's nickname is peahen!

He was inspired by this one very cool half albino peacock I saw once (I'm sure there's a proper name for half albino, but I can't think of it. The peacock was totally white on one side of his body and the usual colors on the other), so of course peahen's design followed suit. He was this super flashy, performer who's design was an exercise in excess. Think one of those super fancy porcline corsets if you've seen them, and a big huge coat with a massive tail that was, of course, peacock feather patterned. He was a bitch to draw I think I only ever did it once

I can't remember his name, there was a joke with his name being stupidly annoyingly long and he had a short nickname that wasn't really that short so someone started calling him peahen as a joke.

He was going to be sort of a figure head in this like. Fake scam cult I was workshopping for a howmbrew campaign. The other leaders (also tieflings) were named misery and ecstacy, and they basically accidentally turned their speakeasy into a sort of hedonistic cult because the main ruling religion had made booze and shit illegal. I was like 13 it's not the best worldbuilding but by God were those designs fun

The Ecstacy of Gold

Gold.

Gold was all that Kylie could think about. Gold was all that mattered.

Of all the models to pitch Gold Sounds to the public, Kylie Mara seemed like the perfect pick. She modeled herself after other big brained, self-aware celebrities who casually acknowledged the vapidity of her day job while moonlighting as a frequent podcast guest and occasional contributor to the online publication Trespass. Fans loved her because she was honest and down to earth. She’d been labeled The Girl Next Door, which would have been true if Next Door was a Greek palace on Mount Olympus. She was a free thinker, the kind of girl who’d get high with a podcast host and discuss the afterlife, or extraterrestrials or government conspiracies. She was one step removed from magic bullets, flat earth, anti-vaxxing, but so far Fleur-de-lis had managed to corral her worst bouts of galaxy brain. She was the kind of celebrity who would rant about the gold standard and the true value of tangible wealth. “The thing is,” she would say into the microphone between drags. “The American government moved away from the gold standard because we had too much power, you know? Because gold is power, the physical manifestation of power, right? So all money is hypothetical now, man. That’s what they want. Because it’s easier to take it from us when it doesn’t exist. It’s easier to keep us in line.”

Gold Sounds was more than just a return to the gold standard. It was a philosophy. Some might call it a cult. It spoke about gold in the same way Kylie did. Inherent power, physical wealth. It wasn’t just about money. Gold was not created, the Gold Sounds pamphlet read, it came from the earth. Inside of each flake of gold was a spiritual force that could upend world governments. You just had to listen. It was all about sound frequencies. If one is trained to tap into the correct spiritual channels, they can then hear the sound of gold, be reborn with its power.

When Gold Sounds approached Kylie for an endorsement, she was skeptical but interested. Kylie was no stranger to the long line of new age movements that mapped the secret history of California, from the Children of God to Synanon. But Gold Sounds promised more than simply enlightenment, inner peace, a relationship with God. It promised something tangible, something she could see for herself. For her consideration, Kylie was offered a test tribute. It was a small bag containing flakes of gold that had already been cleansed by the high cleric of Gold Sounds himself. Even non-believers, they said, could hear the frequencies without knowing how to tune into them.

When Kylie received the package, she spread the contents of the bag onto her kitchen countertop. The flakes glittered beneath the overhead light, gold spreading further and wider across her counter than the bag could possibly hold. It was beautiful, certainly, but nothing more than glitter before Kylie’s eyes. And then it began to vibrate. She didn’t notice the sensation until she held her hand above the countertop, felt the oddly warm glow of the flakes. A tremor in her hand, and then, what was that? Was the countertop shaking? No, it was the flakes themselves, each one bouncing lightly like popcorn kernels in the microwave.

Kylie pressed her hand into the pile of gold flakes. They continued to vibrate around her fingers, dancing up her hand until it was partially submerged. She laughed, a kind of nervous but excited laugh. The way the flakes shivered around her hand made it look intelligent. The gold was responding to her. It was alive.

And then Kylie heard it. A sound. A soft ringing in her ears that seemed to harmonize with the movement of the flakes on the countertop. The sound of gold.

She said it out loud. “Gold.”

Slowly, the shavings slivered up her arm, coating her body. She would absorb its power. She would be reborn.

Gold.

Gold was all that Kylie could think about. Gold was all that mattered.

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