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oldschoolfrp · 6 months

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That old time religion -- Followers of Wakboth (the Devil, the Doom of the World) seek a return to the Great Darkness when Chaos reigned across Glorantha (Guillaume Sorel, Runequest supplement Les Dieux de Glorantha, Oriflam for Avalon Hill & Chaosium, 1987)

#Runequest #Guillaume Sorel #Glorantha #human sacrifice #Les Dieux de Glorantha #skull mountain #evil cleric #Wakboth #evil altar #statue #JDR #jeu de role #jeu de rôle #Oriflam #Avalon Hill #Chaosium

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vertigoartgore · 1 month

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Magneto by Daniel Warren Johnson.

#magneto #x men #holocaust #survivor #brotherhood of evil mutants #master of magnetism #erik lehnsherr #max #skull mountain #horror #nightmare #grey #hero #villain #professor x #homo superior #daniel warren johnson #marvel #mutants

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pastellich · 2 months

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Skull Master drawing based on the original Skull Master toy

#skull master #skull mountain #mighty max #the 90s

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monstermonger · 12 days

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A whisper in the wind.

#art #fantasy art #fantasy illustration #dragon skull #ink art #study/interpretation of a painting by Arnold Böcklin #called High Mountains With Chamoises

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so-sures-blog · 3 months

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Earthbound

earthbound definition: attached or restricted to the earth.

In which Cole stands up to a tyrant that is cruel and unjust deep within the mountain. Because he made a promise.

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It doesn’t take a genius to see that Cole’s losing.

The cave is in chaos; the sound of screams and clanging weapons fill the air as two sides clash against each other.

Vangelis and the Skull are toying with him, and he knows it: they’re circling him, trying to throw him off by telling lies about his mother. Cole blocks the hits from Vangelis and the blasts from the Skull, feeling like a fly they were winding up in a web of lies.

Vangelis rises above him, resembling a winged creature of death with his blank mask and the glowing Skull of Hazza D’ur in hand. “And now, her deceit has doomed you!”

“Her only son,” the Skull rasps.

Vangelis hurls the Skull at Cole; growing brighter and brighter the closer it gets. He stands his ground and braces himself.

The Skull collides, and the blades …

… shatter.

Cole is thrown back, the air knocked out of his lungs as his body rolls to a stop. He sits up weakly, before throwing back his mask to gasp at the sight of the broken Blades of Deliverance.

“No!” He cries. With trembling fingers, his gloved hands hold onto the shattered pieces of the black and white blades. “It can’t be …”

His mother … lied …

“It is,” Vangelis glides towards him menacingly. “And now, you will pay the price for your mother’s lies.”

“Lies, deceit,” the Skull rasps.

Cole screams in pain as the Skull unleashes fire upon his fallen form.

“Your cause is lost.”

More fire.

“Have the grace to admit defeat.”

More fire. More, more. Blistering pain wreaks havoc across his broken body.

It’s hopeless. He’s finished. He’s too weak. It’s over. He just wants to —

He remembers his mother.

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“I want you to promise me, Cole. That you will always stand up to those who are cruel and unjust. Always.”

“Always.”

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His mother … her strength hadn’t come from the Blades of Deliverance. She’s always been strong. She had been sick all his life, yet no matter how weak her body had gotten she had moved through her life with implacable momentum. Impossible to sway or dissuade. Ever since he was young, his mom had power — from her beliefs … and from the Earth.

“It was her,” he realizes. “It wasn't the blades. It was her. The power inside my mother.” The power inside of me, his heart whispers. Not the Spinjitzu Burst. The power of Earth.

“It was all her.”

“Alas,” Vangelis laughs cruelly. “You are not half the warrior your mother was.”

Pain and grief bite through his being, but Cole forces himself to his feet to glare at the Skull Sorcerer. “Maybe not, but I am her son.” Conviction buries itself deep into his being. “And I made her a promise to stand up to tyrants like you! Always!”

The mountain rumbles its agreement. Cole digs his fingers into the rock and feels it mold around the shape of them. Every grain of earth begins to glow as his power seeps into it.

“What are you doing? What is this!” The Skull Sorcerer demands.

“It's the Burst!” He barely hears Master Wu cry above his roaring element.

But no. It's not, and Cole can feel it. It's something different. Deeper.

His power was strongest when he was the closest to the earth and he’s never been farther underground. He was basically at the bottom of the world. Never has he been more surrounded by the very thing that powered him. The Skull Sorcerer thought he was burying him — but what if bringing him closer to his full strength? To the source of his elemental power?

Cole could feel it — the connection to the earth. He could feel it reaching out towards him, coming from the ground all around him.

He stands and lets it in. He let the energy of the earth infuse him, deep into his core and surging forward. The Skull of Hazza D’ur comes flying forward to finish him off and Cole bursts to life.

Unparalleled power explodes from the earth, bright and blinding, and Cole feels more alive than ever. His skin disappears, being replaced with magma and rock as the mountain quakes under his force.

The battle halts as everyone stops at the sheer force of the Earth; Ninja gape in shock, the Shintarians fly back in fear, the cave-dwellers stare with awe.

“Son of Lilly,” the Geckle and Munce whisper.

Cole rises with the power of the Earth; the Skull spiraling, lost, as he reaches for it with a molten hand and throws it down against the Earth. Destroying it.

The battle — one that had been reigning in secret for decades — is finally over.

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Vania dips her head as the last servant that has finished attending her and shuts the door.

She takes a deep breath, listening to the fading footsteps of the servant and the guards clanking armor move away.

Then she springs into action.

She quickly changes, flying out of her normal, queenly wardrobe into more plain, neutral robes. She glances at Chompy, who’s watching her from his bed. She touches the dragon’s head.

“I’ll be back before morning — promise,” she whispers. He makes a chattering noise, telling her he’s displeased. “I know! I will, I promise. I just …” she bites her lip. “I just can’t leave him alone down there.”

Maybe Chompy can hear the pain in her voice, because he doesn’t argue — simply pushes his head into her hand with a small chur of forgiveness.

Vania pushes past the grief and stands, lighting a candle before leaving. She sneaks through her own palace silently, moving past guards like a ninja as she heads for the gardens.

She makes her way to the entrance of the garden alcove leading into the mountain, her heart steadily beating harder. The caves beneath the mountain were deserted, with the Geckle and Munce people deciding that they wanted to live their new lives above the mountain.

She scurries down; down and down the winding mountain, past cramped caverns and twisting turns, the cloying darkness only fought off by a single flame.

Finally she reaches it.

The Heart of the Mountain.

The legendary temple for the Masters of Earth. Ancient scriptures written in the Old Tongue read: Let pass through here, into this refuge and sanctuary, only those who are One with the Earth. Orange flames danced off the walls, even though no one had been down here to light them. Power shined through the giant doorway as Vania drew nearer.

Creak …

The door opened slightly.

Vania went inside, following the carved path molded by Geckle and Munce. Statues of ancient Earth Masters and their stories echoes around her, and she ignores the familiar goosebumps that rise along her skin. Her eyes linger on the statue of Lilly, before moving on.

Statues are more than solid pieces of art. They are immovable, unbreakable monuments that enrich storytelling, making the experience of living more profound and unforgettable. They remind us of the strength of traditions, the power of history, and the enduring spirit that echoes throughout the ages.

She draws closer to the one standing in the middle, heart beating loudly in her chest. It's tall and strong, newly carved. Awake and glowing with the surging elemental energy. She reads the plaque in front of it.

This statue was carved with love and gratitude by Geckle, Munce, and Shintarian craftsmen in honor of Cole Brookstone: Ninja, brother, and son.

Vania places the candle on the stone ledge and takes a seat on it, facing away from the statue. It feels like yesterday she was trapped in here with the Upply and Master Wu, trying to figure out a way to stop her father. She forces the memories away when she feels the mountain move.

“Hello, Cole,” she says softly. The Earth rumbles under her feet, before slowly forming and making a vague shape of the person she used to know. Orange light shines through the cracks of rock as he peers at her curiously, waiting.

Vania smiles.

“So, what story would you like to hear today?”

#ninjago #ninjago fic #ninjago au #master of the mountain #seabound au #cole brookstone #ninjago vania #skull sorcerer #ninjago wu #kai smith #jay walker #zane julien #lloyd garmadon #nya smith

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invisiblemonstrosity · 19 days

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and slowly, surely

i saw the story unwind

going to port washington - the mountain goats // attraction II - edvard munch; consolation - edvard munch; separation II - edvard munch

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thefirstvessel · 8 months

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I think one of the things that a lot of humans fail into internalize about the Predator/Prey dynamic, especially in nature, is that millions of years of being shaped into Prey can often make incredibly territorial and fierce animals that will do anything they can to fight against millions of years of fighting being killed.

That's why horses kick and buck. Why rabbits are so infamously cantankerous and moody. Why deer have giant multi-pronged bone growths coming out of their foreheads that they can use for self-defense. Why rhinos are so dangerously territorial.

Meanwhile- a lot of Predators out in nature when they are not actually hunting (or play hunting) are remarkably chill. Especially macropredators. Think about how cats are known for the fact that they just lay around in the sun all day. Dogs are goofy guys who just want a friend.

The Predator/Prey dynamic isn't about the strong ferocious Predator taking advantage of weak and innocent Prey. When you're Prey, you're something that has spent millions of years being shaped into learning how to fight back. You're something that nature itself has pulled apart and put back together with all the sharp bits pointing out, just so you can survive.

You two have to be equal, otherwise there'd be nothing left to hunt.

#vessel talk #having weird pseudosciencey primal kink thoughts- don't mind me #like- not to err a little bit into CNC but one of the parts that appeals to me in primal play is the 'fight'#the idea of making someone submit is just 😵‍💫#primal kink #primal play #nonhuman #voidpunk #(the way that i just blacked out and wrote this after seeing a antler shed that had a mountain lion skull impaled on it 💀)#(like it wasn't *sexy* per se... but it was kinda hot)#vessel writes

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pacificremains · 5 months

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Gorgeous young cougar skull

#mountain lion skull #cougar skull #big cat skull #vulture culture #oddities #animal skull #pacific remains

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highways-are-liminal-spaces · 1 year

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At the foot of Alkhornet, Svalbard

Taken August 2022

#svalbard #mountains #caribou #parasitic jaeger #northern fulmar #black-legged kittiwake #bird cliffs #waterfalls #skulls #arctic gothic #my photos #my places #iypdgthv

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ghostscrown · 6 months

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Master of the Mountain GIF set

Cole vs Skull Sorcerer gotta be one of my favorite fights in the whole show fr

#ninjago #lego ninjago #cole brookstone #master of the mountain #vangelis #skull sorcerer #cole vs skull sorcerer #cole vs vangelis #gif #ninjago gif

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k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9 · 9 months

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𝔖𝔨𝔲𝔩𝔩 𝔐𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔞𝔱 𝔗𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔲𝔯𝔢 ℑ𝔰𝔩𝔞𝔫𝔡 ℌ𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔩 𝔦𝔫 𝔏𝔞𝔰 𝔙𝔢𝔤𝔞𝔰. 🏴‍☠️

#skull rock #skull pirate #las vegas #Las Vegas Treasure Island #memento mori #hotel #Skull Mountain at Treasure Island Hotel in Las Vegas.

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oldschoolfrp · 2 years

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The Sea Troll Hold is another classic skull mountain (Ellisa Martin, Blademaster Sourcebook, Iron Crown Enterprises, 1990)

#Blademaster #Ellisa Martin #skull mountain #fantasy #horror #Blademaster Sourcebook #Iron Crown Enterprises #sea cliff #full moon #fortress #brazier #sea troll hold #ICE #sea

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barksbog · 16 days

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I've been looking into hiking a lot with leon and it's honestly driving me up the walls how gentrified hiking is here in Austria. most of the nicer routes are overrun and/or have horribly expensive parking.

multi day hikes/short camping trips are impossible here if you're broke and have a dog because you need to reserve and pay to sleep in sheds in the alps (that don't allow dogs) and all forms of wild camping are illegal.

idk the realisation that all of the "hardcore" hikers sleep in little well temperatured huts that usually even offer food and drinks made me realise hiking like that is just another pay to play sport. i'll just keep crawling down the day trip mountains instead.

#that's not even touching on how no one can afford to live near the mountains anymore because it's all vacation homes for the ultra rich #in summer i can barely take leon to the river because there are so many biking tourists and none #of then know to ring when they drive up behind you #or wear helmets so if leon gets startled and jumps on their bike they are gonna crack their skulls open on the pavement #i want to go and be out in nature and i hate how it costs so much and sucks so hard

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pastellich · 1 year

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