#lore drop everyone!
Note
Hi I just played this game recently but I'm curious about the lore and idk where to find it i see a lot of people mentioning boss stu (I keep reading stfu) and idk who those are do i have to read all the asked questions to get the lore going on or I can find it somewhere else? (Anyway here's a squished alan holding a red flag)
MDHM LORE (no spoilers for the actual game):
This is only going to cover the backstories/extra details and the world of MDHM but does not touch what is going to happen in the game.
Some TW for the lore, will contain stuff like substance abuse, suicide, toxic relationships, gore and child abuse.
Alan is the main love interest of the game. He is an assassin who lives in the woods in the town that set in the game, far from society but occasionally visits when he has "important" stuff to do. He is the second youngest of four brothers. Claude, Jules, and James. Alan has a pretty strained relationship with them especially after their mother passed away from suicide. Alan ran away during high school and has no connections to the current culture in the modern world.
Erika is a new college friend/classmate you encounter in your English class. She is the only adopted child of two dads with whom she is currently keeping secrets to not disappoint them. She works as an employee in the local skater rink and volunteers at the rescue cat shelter. Erika is very fashion-forward and is pretty smart when it comes to problem-solving and has a hobby of solving mysteries. She has a six-legged cat named Loki and lives with her roommate Rosie.
Stu is a child friend who harbors feelings for the player. He hasn't been in contact with them since they left for college as he stayed in their old town behind. He has an older sister named Toni who also left for university, his mom, and his dad who had a pretty unhealthy and dysfunctional relationship until he moved out. Stu lives in a frat house on school grounds and is a part of a band called the Critters of Wreckage (CoW). Stu struggles with pornography addiction as well as drinking as he became very isolated after not talking with the player.
Carver is Alan's coworker. I have not revealed much about him, other than he has the most trauma, especially during childhood, out of everyone. He has an estranged past he can't quite remember after being hired as an assassin. He is missing pupils but is still able to see. He has a fascination for experimenting and dissecting his victims, even though he really isn't allowed to. I would love to point out that Carver doesn't call the player "Guinea Pig". That name is for his OWN person of interest who he has yet to find. He still calls the player "Doe-Eyes" simply because Alan calls them that. His real name is Calvin and he is 31 years old.
Stitches is another coworker of Alan and Carver. Not much is known about him. He isn't human although he appears to be. Stitches, is in fact, made up of three different body parts from three different people. His head, the torso, and his legs. Stitches was created by Boss.
Boss is, obviously, the boss of Alan. No, he doesn't have a name as he simply just goes by "Boss". He is older than the town, older than time actually. He doesn't have much of a physical form but used roadsigns as a body for him to use. He communicates through images or texts from the signs.
Buck is Alan's dad. He doesn't know that Ophelia has passed away since their separation and is still in love with her. He hasn't seen Alan either but still wants to connect with his son.
449 notes
·
View notes
Text
☆ even the gods bleed [ pt 2 ]
{☆} characters furina, neuvillette
{☆} notes cult au, imposter au, multi-chapter, gender neutral reader
{☆} warnings none
{☆} word count 1.9k
{☆} previous [ 1 ]
This had to be a punishment of some sort – some kind of divine punishment.
She was bored out of her mind just watching the sleeping body – she hadn't blinked once in the past five hours, her eyes were really starting to hurt. Yet they still hadn't moved so much as an inch since she sequestered them away to the only place she had known to be safe.
But it'd been almost a week since then.
The only solace she found was that Teyvat had seemed much less hellbent on collapsing in on itself like a dying star.
That counted for something.
Not much, but something!
..Even if their position was no better then it was a week ago.
There was, after all, still the issue of what to do about the false Creator – the actual imposter – and the Archons following them like blind lambs. The other Archons wouldn't listen if she tried to reason with them, and it would only risk the life of Divine One if she spoke of their location to anyone else.
She also was pretty fond of having her head still attached to her shoulders.
So she avoided them all together. Partially because she wasn't sure she wouldn't have a breakdown at the sight of them..she'd never been a fighter, and fighting an Archon? Easy pass.
Instead she was forced to babysit the sleeping Divine until they woke up while Neuvillette handled taking care of the nation and dealing with the other Archons – and by extension the false Creator.
Really though, she would almost think them dead if not for the subtle rise and fall of their chest.
Though..this also left her with a lot of time to herself. A lot of time to think.
She really didn't like it.
There wasn't a lot to occupy her mind and what little there was only distracted her for a scant few moments before her eyes drifted back to the Divine like she was locked in their orbit, unable to escape.
She closed the same book for the twelfth time – she kept count – and returned it to it's meticulously designed place within her bookcase. A low, barely audible huff of frustration escaped her lips before she could bite it down, her stare boring a hole into the body of the Divine One with a sharp intensity she rarely showed.
She was tired, bored and constantly on edge, fearing that at any moment someone would find out about their presence here.
That, at the drop of a hat, she would be powerless to stop the greatest tragedy of her time play out before her eyes.
Neuvillette would have scolded her for being so petulant, especially around the Divine One, if he were here.
But he wasn't.
He was out running her nation, instead.
And what was she doing? Nothing!
She grit her teeth, nails digging harshly into the palm of her hands as she took a deep breath – now was not the time to think about that. She had..much more pressing matters. Sulking and letting her thoughts spiral helped no one, least of all herself.
Yet her attention was caught by a harsh inhale, the rustle of fabric – were they finally waking up? She was exhausted, but it all vanished at the sudden drop of life within the otherwise deathly still body of the Divine.
Her eyes followed the subtle twitch of their fingers, watching as their brow furrowed and their features twisted in something almost like..pain.
..She wasn't ready.
What was she supposed to say?
Should she even say anything? Would that be considered impolite? Does she wait for them to speak first? Should she kneel? Bow?
She doesn't get much time to find her own answer before their lashes flutter, chest heaving with every strangled breath. Every single thought vanishes from her mind the moment she meets their eyes.
For a long, silent moment she thinks that her heart must have stopped.
Their eyes glow like the cresting of the sun over the horizon, painting the world in hues of gold – yet it also reminded her of the dipping of the moon below the waves, casting the briefest, most gentle of lights upon the world engulfed in darkness. In the depths of their eyes was the birth and death of stars in the infinite cosmos – glittering stars in a sea of empty, blank space that left her feeling lightheaded and breathless.
Beneath the splendor is a spark of recognition in their eyes so vibrant it was like a shooting star piercing through the dark night sky, leaving nothing but the wonder in the eyes of the observer as the only proof it ever existed – brilliant in it's beauty, however brief.
It is the most beautiful thing she has ever seen.
"Focalors?"
The lilt of their voice nearly made her knees buckle beneath her – euphoria so consuming it left her feeling she was starving swallowed her whole, her mind blanking in a moment of utter bliss. It was..an indescribable feeling that she doubted she could ever hope to put into words – not in a way that could properly express it, try as she might.
She swallowed the words that threatened to spill from her lips – she couldn't make a fool of herself. Not in front of them of all people. She'd never forgive herself.
"Divine One," She rasps, clearing her throat and covering her mouth with a hand to mask both her nervousness and the small smile that creeps across her face. She quickly regains her composure, hand resting on her hip as she puffs out her chest with every bit of pride she can manage. "I am sure you must be confused, but worry not– your most loyal acolyte has seen the truth!"
The silence is deafening.
She opens one eye, peaking at the bewildered and almost distraught expression of the Divine.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
That..she was not prepared for. Surely they knew who they were! Surely they knew. They had to– she's been praying to them for as long as she's breathed, she's dedicated every hour of her life to living up to their ideals, they can't just–!
"Lady Furina?"
Neuvillette, thankfully, spares her the embarrassment of having a meltdown in front of the Divine, the gentle rap of his knuckles against the door making her and the Divine pause, the soft lull of his voice soothing her nerves and yet setting her on edge at the same time.
"Neuvillette." She clears her throat again, her steps hurried as she marches to the door and pries it open none too gently, a forced smile pulling at her lips. She wastes no time tugging the man into the room, shutting the door behind him with a short huff. The silence is, somehow, even worse then before as the three of them stare at each other in absolute exasperation.
Neuvillette, for his part, manages to get his act together with a sharp clearing of his throat, bowing so low even she looks unnerved. She steals a brief glance at the Divine, and she's taken aback by the uncomfortability twisting their features into a grimace.
Their expression is schooled back into one of empty apathy when he stands back to his full height, but she saw it – she knows she did! Did they not like their worship? Were they not respectful enough? For a moment, she feared the Divine would smite Neuvillette down on the spot..but they just stared at him like he was a ghost.
"Why aren't you killing me?"
The defeated, resigned tone combined with the way their voice cracks makes her heart ache in her chest – it feels as though her entire world is crumbling down at her feet, and she cannot explain why she feels such emotions so strongly, but it is suffocating. It is almost as if Teyvat itself is weeping, bearing down upon her shoulders like a heavy weight.
She feels the urge to weep herself, but she powers through, gritting her teeth long enough for Neuvillette to take his place at the side of her – though it feels more like their – bed, kneeling like he was going to pray.
"Divine One," He offers a hand with a quiet rumble of his voice, the words slipping off his tongue like honey. It's like trying to soothe a stray cat..though she'd never voice such comparisons of the most Divine out loud. "I..we mean you no harm. I swear on my authority as the Iudex of Fontaine and Chief Justice that you are safe with us."
The skepticism she expected, but the reverence in which Neuvillette must convince them – or perhaps they are simply so tired that they simply did not care any longer if it was all some ploy to drive a knife between their ribs. She didn't expect them to actually place their hand in Neuvillette's.
He didn't either, judging by the way he visibly brightened – not that they'd notice, but she did.
..Not that she could really blame him, her heels clicking against the floorboards as she shifted her weight to the other foot with a nervous energy that was practically bursting at the seams, more then a little jealous of the attention he was receiving. She was the one who found them, she was the one who stayed with them the entire time..but he gets all the attention?
How unfair.
"O-of course! We would never lay a hand on our creator," She adds, her voice a little higher pitched then she would have liked as she placed her hands on her hips, puffing out her chest and brushing off the sting of jealousy. "Least of all I– your most loyal, most devout acolyte!"
She felt baffled when she heard the sound of their laughter, her shoulders hunching and her cheeks flushing on mere instinct – she was expecting mockery, but the look in their eyes, still dulled by a pain she cannot even begin to imagine, made her hesitate.
..It was, perhaps, the most genuine thing she'd heard from them ever since before the hunt began.
She wasn't sure why her heart hurt at such an idea, but it was enthralling to see the beginnings of a half hearted smile on their lips.
For a moment, her mask of theatrics was forgotten as she stared at them in a mixture of awe and adoration– and though she didn't look at Neuvillette, she could imagine he must've shared such an expression.
Had she any doubts that they were her Creator, that they alone were the most Divine..they would wiped clean now. There was no mistaking the way the world itself seemed to grow clearer as they glanced up at her like she was worth something.
For a moment, she realized how cold the false Creators gaze had been now that she has felt warmth so gentle it almost made her knees buckle beneath her. It felt like a pale imitation, now.
Nothing could compare to the warmth that spread through her body at the mere semblance of a smile upon their lips. She didn't even mind if it was her they were laughing at anymore, she just wanted to hear them laugh again.
She'd make a fool of herself, if she had to.
She'd never felt so..ravenous for such a thing, but just the briefest glimpse was addictive.
She simply couldn't help herself from striding across the room and clasping their free hand in her own, her smile wide enough to unnerve as she leaned her weight onto the bed. For a moment, she considered pulling away at the way they startled, but her mind was made up by then – there was no going back.
"Again."
#sagau#genshin sagau#self aware genshin#genshin impact sagau#self aware genshin impact#fic tag#neuvillette#focalors#furina#dont ask what happened here idk#this was. also supposed 2 be neuvi focused and then i.#dont talk 2 me abt focalors i wont ever shut up#got a 300k word essay on hand abt how i feel abt her character/how i interpret her personality and her story#focalors jsut like me fr fr (cries at the slightest inconvenience or the slightest mean comment)#shes so pathetic girlfail im gonna chew on her#what happens when reader gets stuck with two emotionally repressed french bastards?? hell#neuvi is the “emotionless” flavor of emotionally repressed in that hes HORRIBLE at showing emotions at all#ask him to smile and its incredibly unnerving and theres too many teeth but hes trying his best please call him pretty or he will cry :(#furina is the flavor of emotionally repressed where she makes it up by having Too Many emotions#using theatrics and masks to show everyone what they want to see but inside this girl is a MESS#constant anxiety and panic 24/7#will do random shit and look at you and if u dont compliment her she will think u hate her and cry#compliment her and she'll do even stupider shit to try and impress you more#i love my scrunkly little babies they r so stupid and mentally ill someone get these bitches some THERAPY#i want 2 put them under a microscope#watch this be ooc fr furina when more of her lore drops if shes not girlfail im leaving#anyway see u in a week im going on a trip ill get back 2 u in 6-7 business days
973 notes
·
View notes
Text
I love that doctor who writers have the ability to just create any lore. Anything they can dream up with practically no reprecussions. and they abuse the hell out of it (as they should!!) listening to an audiobook, and i am now having to cope with the fact that Icelandic people are aliens. shit man... sure! Why not?
#This is from the Sin Eaters by the way#its technicallt torchwood which makes it even farther removed from any Real Lore™️#and i know that doctor who lore is so convulted that the Game Plan is just adapt the things you like and ignore the things you dont#but its still so funny to me when they drop major shit as like. a one off line. like thats so funny l#i love you extended universe ❤️❤️#torchwood#doctor who#the sin eaters#everyone reblog with your strangest EU lore (nothing to do with the doctor for bonus points)
121 notes
·
View notes
Text
Lovent Theories off the top of my head...
⟡ Mhin is not from Lovent, but they DID contract their curse there. "Anything for the pursuit of knowledge..." Perhaps Mhin had only intended to go there for study and they unwittingly brought Something Else back...
Title tag is #lost expeditions... Mhin went to Lovent with loved ones and is the lone survivor of the expedition?? No one has ever made it back except for Mhin?
⟡ Mhin is from Lovent but...
"In a bygone era,"
Is Mhin just...very old? An extended lifespan due to their curse?
Or maybe the whole city got swallowed up the the Shroud and there were some dimension time shenanigans...? The city ended up in a halfway point? And the city is actually still inhabited, but has been in a perpetual state of Zombie Appocalypse Fogfall. Silent Hill...?? am I describing Silent Hill? Mhin fought to escape and that is when Kuras finds and help them?
⟡ Did they learn something about the Senobium while in Lovent? Is that why they are so determined, so sure that what they need is inside?
#re: latest lore drop#mhin theory#toxtheory#touchstarved theory#maybe will reblog with my stream of consciousness and more thoughts but it is time for sleep atm#touchstarved game#i am gonna be honest i barely remember silent hill 1&2 games and i remember the (1st) movie better I'M SORRY#I didn't watch the 2nd Silent Hill movie bc everyone said they hated it if that earns me back the fake internet bucks#I have enjoyed listening to ppl talking about Silent Hill a lot tho love it when ppl love a story#ignore that I spelled it wrong twice ok i fixed it ok thx#woke up & fixed it oops
66 notes
·
View notes
Text
Genuinely about to block the fallout tag and move on with my life cuz the last week has been absolutely insane. I was more so excited for the show due to the idea that it'd bring in new and old fans alike and that the community would finally have new content to have fun with and analyse but all it did is start pointless arguing and "my fallout media is holier than thine" attitudes that has made just existing on tumblr depressing and miserable cuz every third post i get reccomended is one group tearing into the other because of x y or z or all at once. I have never in my life seen people being so agressive and combatitive over a franchise or piece or media they claim to love.
#my favourite part of this fandom has been the incredibly creative takes on the lore and characters and peoples own characterd#and i loved everyone sharing their own ideas and interpretations and art#and it seems like that legit just evaporated as soon as the show dropped#and devolved into bickering#and its genuinely so miserable#im still insane about my own ocs and the game so its not like im about to never look at it again but like. jesus christ
58 notes
·
View notes
Text
looking and staring at the fact bloodmoons jealous of lunar being brought back but not him but also disregarding the entirety LUNAR was the one to promise him a body.
#Monty may have made it but they were hesitant of it#like legit Lunar was like 'YEAH MONTY WILL GET U THESE!' monty being roped into this unwillingly 'yeah... yeah okay buddy'#monty favors lunar a lot thats his best friend and WOULD spoil him so like#interesting this current bloodmoons more mad at lunar for being so favored and brought back#literally mad at him cause lunar was a replacement. despite never feeling that before until AFTER resurection#(for both mind you)#i bet ruin sure reminded them of how much he was discarded by Eclipse and everyone else but NOT ruin :))#(lunar i feel wouldnt have if not for the everyone LITERALLY NEVER BRINGING IT UP AGAIN GDI)#but ooooh we gonna get some brotherly bonding over death and eclipse and replacements#ah yessss i can feel it#if the show will ever give me this#knowing them theyll want to keep them seperated esp after bloodmoon attacked lunar#now its a monty thing#and it wouldnt be a bad thing but also Monty legit didnt like the guyv bnjsk#lunar at least has some idea WHO bloodmoon really is what eclipse did and#AUGHHHH#THEYLL NEVER GIVE ME THIS ITS NOT THE CURRENT TOPIC ON THE SHOW I KNOW#a girl can hope cause of the new lore drop and implications#sun and moon show#sun and moon show spoilers#I GUES#man much rambling in the tags its so easy to ramble here
141 notes
·
View notes
Text
Hunter is the kind of guy who on the surface is the epitome of a suburban dad, but once you start chatting with him you realize he has the craziest lore. Like what do you mean Gary (Hunter) from next door was in a frat, smoked like a chimney and drank like a fish, hooked up with a ton of people, and is banned from three states and one country?
#it’s the frat bro energy he had in TCW#like he’s the dad with the most insane lore that he’ll drop so casually and then go back to eating#meanwhile everyone is like YOU DID WHAT???#star wars tbb#star wars the bad batch#the bad batch#tbb hunter
47 notes
·
View notes
Photo
#ts4#sims 4#hi#daithí lore drop#this is felicity's mom#i have another cute post queued up for tomorrow#abt this guy getting ready to fly off to komorebi#can't wait to catch up on all the dan bc stuff i missed while i was away!!!!<#i wanna get back into posting again#i've been so up the walls these past few weeks#but i'm off rn!#gonna try play some of the legacy soon#i'm really really sorry to my eighty odd asks just sitting there#and my dms i'm so fucking sorry#tomorrow is the day i answer everyone i promise#i've really clammed up recently i need to break that habit#/daithí
309 notes
·
View notes
Text
found out while putting together matthias's oc page that his name has the exact same etymology and meaning as theo's name...
i’m sure this is information matthias is very normal about…
#theo is in fact a gift from god so jot that down !#river dipping#i've been throwing myself into oc stuff bc i'm not doing hot mentally which is... tbh when i do my best writing 😭#none of this is new tho i wrote the bios and 'at a glance' intros months and months ago when i first made an oc page#which is why i do plan on rewriting them but for now i'm leaving them like this... so i guess the echthroi page is done?#obviously echthroi has more characters than this but i haven't taken new screenshots of everyone yet...#i put the gray cas bg back in my game a few days ago only to completely forget i wanted to take new headshots for the oc page 😭#like these are just placeholders... i want the backgrounds to match the oc page. oh... or maybe i could just do transparent pics?#i think i remember vyx made a post abt how to do that... will look into that when i open the game again. rn i'm at my keyboard 🧑💻#like i am writing new things! started a google doc for theo yesterday and have been writing on it here and there since then#i've already cried in there... lmaooo. i like oc pages for sure but i think a huge google doc is what i really need to keep track of things#i drop so much lore in tags on here and it's like! river write that down somewhere else or you'll lose it 😭#like i fr have never actually written down any of the info i've shared on here. i've just had all this oc knowledge stored in my brain.#so i went through and copied over a tonnn of tags and posts i've made into google docs but i just know i'm missing things i've probably#said in the tags of their core tagged posts... 🧍 if my blog didn't have so many posts i'd have an easier time going through it but 🤷#and on top of that i've been making a bunch of posts about theo and matthias on my main acc. which is like 🧍 well great now there's more#i'm gonna lose track of...... i fr have gottt to get into the habit of actually putting things down in theo's google doc!!!#i'm just trying to figure out the best way to format it all but i've downloaded a few templates that i've been messing with.#...anyway. if it isn't obvious i'm trying to get back to posting on here. i'm opening my inbox now with the intent to just.#sit here in my inbox until i can get myself to reply. lads... avpd is actually so torturous i'm not kidding.#i feel like i'm dying trying to get myself to interact with people sometimes even despite how badly i want!!!! to interact!!!#theo and me and our avoidant trauma responses holding hands and skipping around together
55 notes
·
View notes
Text
"Saw you there
And then you looked right back
And caught my stare"
#ROO LORE EVERYONE TAKE YOUR SEATS#NEW CHARACTER JUST DROPPED#First time meeting for these two get u a mans who looks at u the way Leo looks at Roo#asking for help on homework gone wrong#since im sure nobody can tell what stage roo this is#this is Roo at 21 when he started going to community college#Roo#Roo*#Hiraeth : Roo#Hiraeth : Roo*#Hiraeth : Leo#Hiraeth : Leo*#[ Hiraeth ]#ts4#ts4 render#ts4 simblr#sims 4#sims 4 simblr#sims 4 render#simblr#render#blender render#(frankly this came out like shit but I just had to make this 😭😩)
40 notes
·
View notes
Note
THOUGHTS
My thoughts are that I am insane right now!!!!!!!!
I was in a raid when this happened and then just like a few friends alerted us to come see the channel and we straight up did not believe them. TFS teaser THIS EARLY?? And then they also ofc said "Cayde is there" so we were convinced that they're messing with us.
But then we watched it and like, Cayde being there is the least of my concerns tbh. THE ENVIRONMENT???? It's the other side of the portal! It means we go through at some point in the next two seasons! This was expected of course, but I didn't think we would see anything about it until the actual campaign, definitely not this early. Like, seeing what it looks like on the other side is a huge teaser. I genuinely did not think we'll see a single glimpse before TFS, not even maybe during reveals and trailers later.
But Cayde being there is actually also important. He's not looking right! He has a weird glow on his eyes and other places, including the way Ace of Spades looks; some sort of weird gashes of light-ish tint, almost Taken in nature? But brighter. Kinda reminds me of the way time rifts look on Mars.
The fact that he has Ace in the first place is also suspect; we have Ace. Like, that was very much a huge plot. He can't have it back, not broken up like this, unless some truly WILD shit goes down in the next two seasons and YW like... dies or something. This, alongside the weird lights on him and the gun, seems to be indicating that he's not real. Like, he's obviously him and he is corporeal in some form and he speaks the same and knows who he is, but I think he's a memory that Ikora can access. (more under for length)
Which ties into the place they're at. Me and others have speculated before that what lies on the other side of the portal is the original garden from Unveiling, or some sort of a similar place outside of space and time. This can be neatly tied in with what we know about the Darkness and what has been the most important plot thread since Lightfall: Darkness is memory, emotions, psychic. It's history and time. I've spoken a lot about this recently. Lore has been focusing on it as well, most notably with Inspiral lore book from the raid that showed us two different ancient species that were capable of using the Darkness to access the collective consciousness and the memory of their civilisation, but this has also been brought up before, for example with the Psions who communicate in a psychic way and have an ancient religion that allowed them to contact their ancestors.
This is also heavily reiterated this season with Ahsa who has a similar power, as well as the Pyramid ships, the portal and the Veil who can all affect people's consciousness and give them access to their memories. One particular interesting bit is the ship from this season called Akashic Revelation. In it, we see the Titan, Joxer, making an attempt to pass through the portal. As he gets near, he goes through a massive whiplash of spacetime distortion and ends up having flashes of memories of his life before being a Guardian. The memories continue as he passes through, but we know what happens to him later. He is found outside, bent and broken, fused with his ship and dead. But the portal triggered a flash of memories of his past. Not only that, but the name of the ship is important as well: it refers to something called akashic records, an occult concept of there existing a compendium of everything that ever happened in the universe: all of past, present, future, all memories, events, emotions and people. Joxer seemingly accessed it as he touched and passed through the portal. This is absolutely a wild word to use here, given what we know of the Veil being the "mind and memory of the universe" and everything else I've mentioned.
What I'm trying to say is that the best way to tease about us gaining access to the source of the history of the universe is by showing Ikora speaking to a dead character who only exists as an imprint in the history of the universe. The potential here, if we're on the right track is huge. Not only is this super exciting on its own (a connection to everything that ever happened!), but it also brings the potential that other dead characters might also appear in some shape or form, to help us or tell us more.
It's also wild that this is a teaser. Meaning this is the least spoilery they could get and it's already so wild that it's making me lose my mind. I would definitely advise people not to expect Cayde (or other dead characters) to suddenly "come back" in the sense they expect them to. I don't think he or anyone else will be properly "alive." So in that sense, I don't think he's "back" the way people may think. He'll obviously have a presence in the story, and that makes sense if the story is focused on Ikora. Ikora has never truly recovered from his death and if there was a memory she would access (consciously or not), it would probably be his. She has already involuntarily accessed him as a nightmare.
But given how much we're focusing on the psychic aspects of the Darkness, including right now in this season which is pretty much all about the psychic bond between an ancient creature that has the power to show people visions of the past and the future and Sloane, a bond we have to strengthen to learn more about what's coming and what our enemy really is... The fact that the whole campaign and post-campaign and all lore and quests were focused on explaining the metaphysical properties of Darkness and its connection to the mind, the psychic, the consciousness, the emotions and the mind of the entire universe... Well. It's building up to something. And us being able to communicate with people long dead is not only useful, but might be necessary to understand how to defeat our enemy.
All of this is ofc purely wild speculation. It's way too early to say anything conclusive, outside of just trying to gauge which aspects of the lore Bungie wants us to pay attention to and which aspects of the lore are being focused on. The Veil and the memory of the universe seems to be this year's theme leading us into the Final Shape so for now, that's the direction to go into.
Full reveal will be on 22nd of August, which is the start of the next season. We'll definitely know more then, especially since Deep will be done and most of the new Ligthfall quest audio logs will likely be done too. Until then, I know people will go into wild directions and speculation, mostly because it's Cayde. In the same way that I advise people not to think that he'll suddenly be alive, I'd also ask people not to be too negative about what may happen because we literally don't know. Cayde's presence is not an indicator of either good or bad. I'd also like for people to focus more on the actual important background stuff rather than zero in on a single character, but I know that won't happen lmao.
In a way, I wish Cayde didn't overshadow the completely insane scene of Ikora sitting in a garden-like place on the other side of the portal that nobody has been able to go through before (and those that tried suffered violent deaths after being having visions of everything that ever happened). Because to me, that's the true teaser here. I can't wait to find out more and I'll definitely be looking at the upcoming lore from Deep in a different light. Things are building up and I hope people will pay attention to the background stuff that's been going on about the Veil, memory, history and consciousness.
#destiny 2#destiny 2 spoilers#season of the deep#season of the deep spoilers#the final shape#cayde-6#ikora#the veil#lore vibing#long post#long ass ramble about 50 seconds of a teaser#but i know what the major takeaway will be and i want to mention some of this stuff before people hype themselves into oblivion#about cayde being alive somehow. which is like. i'm 99% sure he's a memory in the fabric of the universe as everyone else is#if that's wrong then it's wrong in such a spectacular plot twist way that i am genuinely at the edge of my seat to find out#i definitely would've loved if ikora was more of a focus though. she should be#i feel like this is such a huge tease to drop this early but then again they KNOW what hype it will generate#ask
135 notes
·
View notes
Text
Things are much different now.
This is a little different from the usual audios. I give you the official voices for Claude and Ophelia.
CREDITS:
Writing & SFX: Gnome
Claude: KyrosVa_NSFW
Ophelia: PerrieRidgewell
636 notes
·
View notes
Text
okay but the captain and kitty being bffs is so important to me and now im thinking about a world where, after the little garden skipping adventure, they go on walks around the grounds and talk and yeah cap is secretive but he's secretive in that dad way where if they have a captive audience they'll tell the craziest stories you've ever heard and kitty loves to just stand there and zone out looking at the clouds while cap rambles but the information does still seep in. so she knows all about havers and the letter and the mine and all sorts of cap stories no one has ever heard.
and one day cap is like really withdrawn, staring out the window at the garden and sighing and the rest of the ghosts dont know what to do because cap doesnt ever want their help, but then kitty goes over to console him and then she walks back over to the rest of them and theyre like what the fuck is up, is there anything we can do whats going on.
and she's like "oh, yeah, this is just the anniversary of william's death, you know, lieutenant havers? that man captain was in love with during the war who left him for the north africa front. it turns out havers loved him too, but was so afraid of getting caught he requested a transfer, and captain didnt know until william passed away. there was a letter addressed to the captain in his belongings when they got sent back to his sister, so it wasnt until she mailed it that the captain knew he felt the same way. so sad, isnt it, that they were right there, loving each other the whole time and couldnt do anything about it. for all those years. it's just tragic! but I'm not supposed to say anything about it because- oh goodness!" and she puts her hands over her mouth and everybody just. jaw dropped looks to the captain who looks Mortified.
#like her just dropping captain lore and everyone is like HOW the fuck do you know that#and shes like umm he told me?#alison is picking out presents and kittys like “oh no that wont do at all- the captain hates mauve!” and alison just ????#mike gets into a fight with julian over a glass hes trying to move and it shatters on the ground#and kitty turns to cap like 'wow its just like when smith and cooper were fighting over those mugs at christmas- isnt it captain?'#and cap smiles like 'ah yes- good times. well observed katherine'#and everyone is like?? hello??? who??? what?#bbc ghosts#captain and kitty give me life im not sorry
108 notes
·
View notes
Text
“Grampa says I’m des-desen- from Royal Knights. The only knight I like is Sir Raven, though.”
Putting that aside to deal with later, Warriors asks, “Who’s Sir Raven?”
Legend grins, the expression bright. “He’s m’ am-ancestor! I met ‘im on my second, um, third ‘venture.” He proudly holds up two, then after a moment, three tiny fingers. “It was when I went to Labrynna an’ saved Nayru! She’s th’ Oracle o’ Ages! Her dress was really pretty.” His cheeks flush and he ducks his head to hide behind his hair at the admission.
Someone coos.
“How’d you meet him then? If he’s your ancestor?”
“Oh! I went back in time an’ helped him free th’ country from a witch who took over Nayru an’ then th’ queen an’ made ev’rybody build a big tower- it was th’ queen’s plan or-ori-gi-nally,” he sounds out, “cause the guy she liked disappeared an’ she wanted him t’be able ta see it from wherever he was bu’ then th’ witch lady took over an’ made it ta power Ganon or somethin’- I dun ‘member- so we had ta fight her but we couldn’t cause she was still controllin’ the queen but then she wasn’t and she turned inta a huge spider an’-” He stops to take a deep breath.
“An’ there was webs ev’rywhere an’ it was really really gross an’ scary but Raven helped me! She grabbed me an’ it hurt real- a lot but Raven an’ Ralph helped an’ then we cut her up an’ then she blew up! An’ ev’ryone was okay an’ happy again an’ Raven said he knew I was his descend-ant even though I tried real hard ta keep it a secret but he said he was proud o’ me an’ then Nayru sent us all home t’the future an’ the portrait in my gramma an’ grampa’s house changed.”
He blinks up at them with eyes sparkling amethyst. “Grampa didn’t try ta make me be a knight ‘gain after that, which is good, cause I told ‘i’m I didn’t wanna be a knight anyways.”
#snail#snippets and bits#lu legend#featuring the talent of small children to ramble on and on without stopping#this was written similarly haha#not pictured: everyone trying to take in the massive lore dump that legend dropped on them for like five minutes#wars is a little in shock. time too actually
31 notes
·
View notes
Note
I hope that one day you get a personal interview with the Cult of the Lamb devs, but mostly because someone asking them questions that are exclusively about Sozo would be the funniest thing that any person could do in that situation ❤️ peace and love on planet spore grotto.
PLEASE can you imagine. Massive Monster allowing ONE (1) interview to ask whatever lore questions you could possibly want. Someone is selected at random and they can reveal any lore thing ever.
everyone is holding their breath to learn who it is. what lore will be revealed? will it be something truly game-changing? will the lore be totally warped by it?
and it ends up being Me for whatever reason. and instead of asking anything worthwhile about the Bishops or how they came to be, or why all the Old Gods died, or Narinder's true feelings for the Lamb, or what the fuck Plimbo is supposed to be, or why the Fox wanted Ratau, I stare them dead in the eyes and just go
"The fucking skull in the grotto. What is it. Answer me. Why did the fungi choose Sozo. Why is Sozo the only one infected. You bastards. ANSWER MY QUESTIONS. HOW DID THE FUNGI (PRESUMABLY) KILL A GOD!!! WHY DOES IT BRING SOZO WITH IT WHEN BURIED!!! IS IT THE MENTICIDE DOING IT OR ARE THERE TWO (OR MORE) DIFFERENT FUNGI INVOLVED!!! ANSWER ME!!!!!!!"
#massive monster interview where everyone's expecting a massive lore drop but it's just me badgering them endlessly about sozo. and that's it#no other lore is shared. at all#ask#cult of the lamb#cotl sozo#sozo
24 notes
·
View notes
Text
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝐌𝐔𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐆 & 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐃 𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐒.
𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄.
Was it a blessing or a curse? To gaze upon the celestial being when he was but a mere young boy, trying to save a handful of already wilted flowers. Splashing water upon crumpled petals could never bring it back, the end of a life meant for a new one. But still, the young and soft-hearted Muyang persisted― some part of him was willing to believe that it would come back.
A splash and another, and another.
The way his heart quivered within his chest when he found it proved to be useless, it hurt him all the same...even if they were just flowers. Yet, in his mind, Muyang remembered the way his Mother looked at these blossoms when she watered them. The effort and love gone into taking care of them could never be overlooked.
Tears welled up within his ruby hues, he did not know why he was sad over a small thing like this, but he was. Muyang hugged the dead flowers close and shut his eyes. The only thought that revolved in his mind was his wish to be able to save it, to save the things that were meant to be loved and meant to live.
A bright glow from the sky soon permeated his closed lids and the small child's eyes fluttered open to look. The swift flurry of white petals brushed against his cheeks and he soon found himself staring into the gaze of Yaoshi, the Abundance.
Their many red eyes that inhabited their body followed the Plague Author's glance as one of their many arms came to tap Muyang's nose and chin lightly. The entity smiled at him, a gentle expression that befitted its benevolent nature, before collecting his escaping tears to form a small, glittering bubble.
With a single lithe digit, it guided the droplet towards those wilting flowers that he held tight in his grasps. The child followed their every action, mouth open in awe and confusion. Soon after, Yaoshi's long nail poked at the bubble, popping it and the clear sap soon fell onto the dull petals.
A chime in the distance, the both of them existed on a green field of ashen flowers. The ones in his hands soon bounced back into life, as though time had been reverted, as though it never died.
And as swiftly as Yaoshi appeared, the glow and their silhouette faded just as quick.
The Path of Abundance was bestowed upon him thereafter. The potential of his kindness had been acknowledged, and he would continue on his path as the way he was― an individual that had too much love to give in this world.
𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐓 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍.
That naive boy had grown into a young man, but still his heart beat in the same tone as before.
But in time, he was proven wrong again and again. The kindness and love that he once held so high in regard, glowing and warm, would eventually tumble down into a pile of dark mud. The blessing from that Aeon had become a curse as he watched the ones closest to him disappear underneath the powers of Yaoshi.
Long-lived or short-lived, all life was fragile in the end. And Muyang, with his power from the Abundance, found himself powerless again and again.
The golden leaves that still embedded itself into Guangyang's spear till today.
The fear and love he had for an armored monstrosity, a ghost of his Father.
The empty gaze of his dead Mother as the mara-struck swallowed both of his parents whole.
The way he stood by, frozen.
Useless― so utterly useless.
His resolve wavered after, that kindness he had did not seem appealing anymore. The field of flowers he walked upon started to become paler and the petals did not glow as bright anymore. Every part of him that once seemed beautiful had become weak and ugly.
Muyang changed ever since then. His red hues no longer glowed like they used to and the usual laughter did not escape his lips anymore. The heart in his chest that had been so warm eventually grew cold.
Or so he thought. Little did he know that his determination would be tested once more. If that nail into his chest was not enough, then life would put many more down again.
Commander Guiying's body was environed with the same kind of gold.
Muyang knew what he had to do this time, but still, history repeated itself once more.
In the end, Lingyun was the one who carried his duty out, while the other remained a coward to the very end.
How funny. To think that he had change, to think that he had steeled his heart enough for what was to come. The helplessness seeped in again and Muyang found himself trapped within the abyss that stared back at him. He was nothing but a body full of failures and empty resolve. A crucification of his own guilt and errors.
Would destroying all of himself be the only measure? If so, he would gladly do so.
Muyang trampled on the flowers in his own field, until none of them survived the wrath of his grief.
𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑.
More time passed. The grass and flowers remained dull.
He was but a shadow of his former self. Muyang tried not to feel, not to harbour any emotions. The walls around him only grew thicker and the darkness in his gaze became much more profound.
Everything remained as it were, until he saw the red that almost took away Lingyun's silver eyes. The Mara that he nearly succumbed to, that nearly took him away from this world and Muyang.
He could not fathom what he would have to do in that situation. A sword through Lingyun's heart? If it were not for Fuli, then Muyang would have been helpless once more. The fact that it almost became reality was scary and he...was scared.
Of course, Lingyun had recovered from that quite quickly but what if it happened again? What then?
Would he be able to step up to the plate?
The rising doubt within his mind encircled him, like a blot of dark ink upon white paper. Something inside of him cracked into a million pieces and shattered simultaneously. Everything that was built up inside of him had been let go after that incident.
What could he do to change this? What could he do to deny this path that he no longer wanted?
Everything he had done to protect them was useless. The willingness to sacrifice himself did not even suffice. It happened to Lingyun regardless and life would take him away anytime again.
What was the point of it all? Love and kindness, if it did not help anyone.
What was the point of anything? What was the point of his existence?
If he could not protect anyone that he held close―
Useless... Muyang, you do not deserve to be here. In the end, you will lose everyone.
The despair engulfed him like a venus flytrap engulfed its pray. A single snap and he found himself melting into the universe.
The burning sensation in his body welled up within his chest. That familiar aureate hue surrounded his vision, it was soft like leaves on a tree but sprouted mercilessly from every part of his body. Flesh ripped apart, but a hardened shell was born anew.
He was turning. That much he knew. But somehow, he was too tired to fight it...
Still, Muyang's hand reached out for the darkness that consumed him after. Something in him did not give up even when anguish set his body aflame. A stubbornness that he always failed to shake off.
Hope. There was still hope, was there not?
In spite of this sadness, somewhere deep down... Muyang still wished to help Lingyun even if he was weak.
He could not afford to die or turn. Not now. Not ever.
❝ Don’t cry. Don’t cry. We’ll fix it. It’s alright. I’m here, am I not? ❞
❝ Mumu. Mama and Baba will always love you... no matter what. ❞
❝ Muyang. You are always so gentle... but that's a good thing, is it not? ❞
Lingyun, his parents and Guiying. The multitude of voices rung true to his ears, like a choir who sang its song.
A wave swept him up roughly. His chest heaved for the first time in awhile. Red hues opened themselves and looked towards the sky.
𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐄.
Muyang looked towards the sky, in hopes of another kind of blessing. An Aeon that was different. Had he not shown enough change? Had he not hardened his core and thrown away enough of that gentleness?
But the one he gazed upon was still Yaoshi.
The same god.
The same him.
❝ Why are you here? ❞
He began, bitter words were spoken through gritted teeth. The rage that fueled his crimson gaze only grew brighter, his anger was incomprehensible and indescribable. How dare they appear before him once more. The very being who took away all that he loved and yet, the very being that gave him hope at some point.
The Aeon did not speak but instead they laughed, a soft chuckle erupted from their lips as though everything was fine.
❝ Get away from me! You are not someone I will EVER follow. This path is not yours to take. Not anymore. ❞
But Yaoshi chose him before and Yaoshi will choose him again.
❝ I do not need your pity or your kindness. I would rather die than drink your poisonous nectar. ❞
The Plagues Author drew closer to him, as though they did not heed a single word from the man. A single golden leaf sprouted from their hand and Yaoshi blew at it gently. It dried up and wilted in an instant before crumbling into dust that disappeared along with the winds.
Yaoshi's smile grew wider before fading into nothingness. And Muyang found himself standing on a green field again. It was filled to the brim with white flowers.
A lesson from the Aeon, themselves. Something that he could never understand but what was apparent to him, was that...Muyang remained as he were. Unchanged. No matter how much he denied it and no matter which path he took, he ended up in the same place.
A cycle that kept going round and round.
Destruction and then... salvation.
Muyang found himself waking up in his bed, dried leaves surrounding him and familiar silver eyes that gazed at him with worry.
You were always destined to tread down Yaoshi's path.
Do not deny who you are, Lin Muyang.
special thanks to: @grislyintentions + @rvinfall + @traincarsandstars !
#death ideation tw#death mention tw#death tw#ask to tag!#idk if it makes sense but hell to the yes#air drops this big chunk of lore#:)#everyones dreams came true right?#mara struck muyang...#abundance muyang....#1 for 1 deal#ez pz#also the bamboozle at the end :)#he lives because of yaoshi. he lives because of the very being that caused his despair.#and still to this day he has not changed therefore yaoshi will continue to look upon him.#kinda nervous but lemme know what u guys think JKFANJfka#✧ lin muyang. | headcanons.
41 notes
·
View notes
Last Seen Blogs
