#cosmo calamity

[ludinusdaleth]

"Moving through fire, you are not burned. At first, you wonder if it is due to some image of your new form, but you know that that's not why you're not being burned. Because the devil wants his followers to hurt, and you're not hurting because from the stars themselves, a love as profound as any that Exandria has ever known surrounds you."

-Exandria Unlimited: Calamity, Episode 4, "Fire and Ruin"

[mariiilume]

Silly Calamity callings Au… before we drop the refs + official comic heheh!

[cantheykillmacbeth]

Astrum Aureus from Terraria Calamity Mod can kill Macbeth, probably

(do NOT use the calamity fandom wiki for references.)

Yes, Astrum Aureus from the Calamity Terraria mod could kill Macbeth!

Being a genderless (it/its) machine built for reconnaissance by Daedron and then later corrupted by the Astral Infection, it applies for all three Clauses!

Thank you for your submission!

((Don't worry, I avoid Fandom wikis whenever I possibly can. Fuck Fandom wiki all my homies hate Fandom wiki))

[immobiliter]

this thought isn't really prompted by anything in particular, especially as i don't even have a crossover for her yet, but i think mr reca should try to direct furina one time. as a treat

[criesofthecalamity]

Alr yall, due to certain events in the AU (Dandy's 28th birthday), Dandy and Sprout are both back for asks!

Dandy now has a broken right arm though, and Sprout's right hand is broken

Oh yeah Cosmo is back too but he needs to recover.

[thebaddestofassedsprout]

The floors pass fast.

Twenty, thirty, fourty, fifty, this place is endless..

And yet no sign of Cosmo or Dandy anywhere...

I really shouldn't have let either of them go. How "caring" I am.

I can't stress myself out dwelling on this...

[SNAP!]

OH FUCK-

[SCREEEEEEEEEEEEECH, CRASH!!!]

[[Ooc]]

CLIFFHANGER HAGAHAGAHAGAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAA I FEEL SO FUCKING EVIL

[electric-alt-cookie]

LOG 3202:11;62

In the midst of the commotion, Cyborg and Lemon had to watch the royal crowning that took place on Planet Bluestar, albeit from different angles. Cyborg was tapping their feet on the ground and looking around anxiously for something to happen. They couldn't bear to see their Knighty in such a position. After all, Knight had confided in them previously about his past, something that he never opened up about to other people.

Cyborg remembered his words. He had been a runaway child with his sister, White Choco, after their original kingdom had been attacked after they both refused an arranged marriage. Oh, how it made Cy's blood boil. Knight was being forced into the thing that he fled from, only this time it was an intergalactic space cookie that had no respect for him as a person.

Cyborg tried kicking the soldiers who were watching them diligently so they could get closer to Knight. Just so they could do something to get him out of this situation, but they couldn't. They weren't strong enough by themself. Of course, Lemon was a goody-goody when it came to Aloe, so Cy couldn't ask him to help. What happened in the time between Aloe trying to take over the kingdom and now? It just confused them to no end.

On the other side, Lemon had been watching with his arms crossed. His poker-face was unwavering as he was scoping out all the different types of characters that were here. He took a couple of glances towards Aloe before looking away.

Later, he was going to investigate the city. With Aloe's permission, he was given free reign to explore what the planet had to offer, as well as the various commodities that V-classes were given, which extended to him as a guest of Aloe. He wondered why Aloe wasn't changing into their NeoAzullian appearance. Doesn't that make them stand out? Lemon already stood out as much as he did. His yellow hair wasn't exactly camouflage against a planet that was mostly a monochromatic blue.

Starflower had dismissed the group and took a breath. Lemon had noticed he had looked a bit tense earlier. Something to him didn't seem right to him.

Aloe tapped Lemon's shoulder gently in order to not startle him.

“Why don't you head into town for a while? I know you're not very fond of large crowds such as this one.”

The android perked up. He had been waiting to leave this place as fast as he could.

“Don't worry, I'll make sure Cyborg doesn't get into trouble. I have matters I need to discuss with the king.”

“I wasn't even worried about them,” Lemon silently scoffed. Cyborg was the least of his concerns, but Aloe just chuckled at him amusedly.

Aloe pat Lemon on the shoulder pad before walking away, “If I need you, I'll send you a transmission. Shouldn't be too hard to pinpoint you in a crowd.”

Cyborg could be heard in the distance from all the way where Lemon was standing. They were struggling and cussing out the soldiers who were taking them back to a cell. Presumably, the prison was near the palace since Aloe had been walking in that direction.

The crowd dispersed, along with Cyborg being put away, leaving Lemon alone in the middle of a quiet plaza with a clear view of Z.Starflower's palace.

It felt weird to him.

[pixelrhys]

Drawing endgame Fritz with my favorite Calamity weapon right now. The Ark of the Cosmos...

[ayntrxx]

yewkee-cheese 💞

[smiletimeisrunningout]

"Major," she called softly, comfortingly even, still smiling in delight as she reached to touch his hand, "Don't worry, I'm not taking this as your way to court me, I know you were just being nice. And I love it. No need to worry, I just-I really like..." she didn't know how to finish the sentence, and let go of him to casually push some of her hair in front of her shoulder, to partially hide her face. "Oh, I forget how to speak when I get flustered. And these are cosmos. So very pretty... What's wrong with you, 'purple flowers'? You know poetry and you don't know your flowers?" she laughed, giving a light swat to his arm.

"No, meanwhile I never received them because men who court me assume I wouldn't like them. Because I'm a princess and I'd want jewels, or because I'm a warrior and I'm above such things. They are wrong, obviously, I'm nowhere near above it," she twirled a flower in her hand, "Shockingly I like being treated like a woman. Even if it makes me blush and I hate that. I much rather when you blush, at least I have the satisfaction of watching a handsome man get flustered instead," she finished in a far more flirtatious tone despite her own cheeks being red by now, because really, it was the best way to fight it.

She could probably use the cosmos for her next hairstyle, at least it would keep her busy even if no one except visitors would see it. For that day, there was no way she wasn't coming out soon, if slowly, maybe sit outside so she'd rest in company. "You know, I give flowers because I think it's nice for people to know that I have thought of them... Thank you for thinking of me," Emma added sweetly, even if it made her feel a little more flustered to be so open with Ben, of all people, after repressing it to the best of her abilities. She lifted her arm up in an invitation, "Come here."

The overly enthusiastic cheer for pork gave Benjamin pause, though he smiled in disbelief. He supposed Emma was right to be grateful -- after all, they could have a lot worse -- and stepping back to better appraise her, he quipped, "There's no need to say all that for my benefit. It's not like I went out and slaughtered the hog."

"You brought me flowers?" A certain gleeful delight bubbled in her tone, and as Emma lifted the purple posies to take in their scent, she only seemed to grow giddier.

Her response was baffling. Benjamin had never seen her flustered before, and thus when her cheeks turned a soft, rosy shade of pink, his own face burned impossibly hot beneath her scrutiny.

"Have I...a-am I what?" he asked, slightly unnerved. "If it makes you feel any better, I haven't gifted flowers since boyhood. I'm not sure why my friends and I even bothered...such gestures never amounted to anything." He winced. "Er...not that I've given these with any sort of expectation, of course. It's just...you usually give them out, so I thought...perhaps today, I could...?" Trailing off, he sighed and irritably fiddled with the saber on his belt. Despite his schooling, he did not often have a way with words -- not unless it was quill to paper -- and thus, he felt as if he were digging his own proverbial grave.

"I'm sorry," Benjamin finally said. "Perhaps I shouldn't have... I just saw them and thought of you." Shyly, he rolled his thumb over the pommel of his sword. "Do you happen to know what they are? I'd like to refer to them as more than just 'the purple ones.'"

[callingofstars]

for anybody who is a bit lost with the new myriad celestia trailer i gotchu !!

(elaborations below the cut)

in a recent special program the developers said they would be touching on aeon and faction lore more heavily in the main story, and this is what we’re seeing now!

this war of aeons hasn’t just been foretold by one prophecy - since the beginning of the universe, there have been divine forces in preparation for some large-scale calamity that mortals can’t seem to understand yet.

followers of the preservation, namely, try to prepare for this without even knowing what’s going to happen. some pathstriders worship the calamity itself, waiting for all life to end with anticipation. i’m not sure if this event specifically is what they’re talking about here, but it could be.

I WOULD RECOMMEND TURNING ON SUBTITLES BECAUSE OF THIS. absolutely insane lore drop on hoyo’s part, for a couple reasons: the event of the Erudtion’s fall is going to create a chain reaction all throughout the cosmos.

the trailer has also hinted on how Nous falls, mentioning their “end of yearning.” for those unaware, there are three ways an aeon can be killed: in a war between larger aeons, if they stop believing in the path they represent, and a secret third way we are unaware of.

this likely means Nous loses faith or is assimilated into a different path. which in turn is going to mess up some other paths and factions, namely the Masked Fools.

“the fools flounder in tears after the wise have been burned” - this implies the path of Elation is going to suffer after Erudition’s fall, since their abilities are quite literally designed to break logical thinking. the mentions of tears and mourning makes me think that the Mourning Actors are going to play a part in this.

(context: Mourning Actors, though they follow Elation, act as complete opposites to the Fools and remain constantly solemn to act against Aha’s path of laughter)

Jingliu wants to take advantage of this war between aeons to kill even more aeons. the abundance and the hunt have been at war on the Luofu forever, and she implies that the Xianzhou Alliance has the ability to KILL AN AEON. if either Lan or Yaoshi fell, their endless battles would cease and only one would reign over the planet.

do i think this is the “secret third way”? not particularly. but it is extremely interesting for another reason.

ARE WE SEEING THIS????? THE XIANZHOU LUOFU HAS NANOOK’S BLOOD. this is important because, in legend, the aeon of destruction’s golden blood is extremely powerful, and if someone were to drink it, they would undergo some sort of “transformation”.

we don’t know what this means exactly, because as far as my knowledge is concerned nobody has done it. i have a speculation that the trailblazer is very connected to this, but am not sure how yet.

silly mention to the imaginary tree lore :3

also is this implying the fact that some factions believe paths and the imaginary are bad? are people trying to destroy it????? because if so that would be a disaster i think

ALSO THIS. THIS IS EXTREMELY INTERESTING. they’re referring to Phainon, surely, but Amphoreus is the “end of time”? i had always thought of it being a looped memory of the past, but what if it’s the future?

this has ties to other aeons, namely the finality, who exists at the end of time and whispers prophecies of the end to everyone else. basically every divine force agrees that there is a calamity that will kill every god, and it lives at the end of time.

what if this prophecy isn’t referring to an event, but a person who embodies calamity? if the end of time isn’t anything to do with the silver rail or even the universe, but it’s a place where time has no end? LIKE AMPHOREUS?

i’m just thinking. the Erudition seems closest to where Phainon is undergoing his trial right. if Lygus really was an emanator of erudition (might’ve missed a page there but that’s what i gathered). if the “end” has something to do with Phainon.

and we’re gonna have to clean up the cosmos after all of this goes down. sigh

ANYWAYS I AM SO EXCITED!!!!!!!!!!! 🎉🎉🎉

[unfairlyfallen]

[A LIST OF SONGS FOR ELIAS BOUCHARD-]

Bezos I (Bo Burnham)

Love me Dead (Ludo)

Same Man I Was Before (Oingo Boingo)

Laplace's Angel (Willwood)

Kiss Me Son of God (They Might be Giants)

I Pushed the Button (Stephanie Mabey)

No One Lives Forever (Oingo Boingo)

Live Forever (Caravan of Thieves)

Things That I've Done (April Smith)

Body (MotherMother)

Evelyn (Kim Tillman & Silent Films)

Where We Belong (Shayfer James)

Calamity (Fish in a Birdcage)

Vicious (Halestorm)

She Doesn't Sleep (Anthony Amorim)

Evil Eye (Franz Ferdinand)

Neither Here Nor There (Eleisha Eagle)

Does the Swallow? (Cosmo Sheldrake)

Weight of the World (Shayfer James)

Digging Up Hatchets (Shayfer James)

It Tore Your Heart Out (Dirt Poor Robins)

But Never a Key (Dirt Poor Robins)

Rule #43 The Chosen (Fish in a Birdcage)

CHOKE (IDKHBTFM)

Lady Jesus (UPSAHL)

See No Evil (ThisWaytothe Egress)

Blood (MCR)

Boss (The Correspondents)

Oh No! (Marina)

You're Nobody til Somebody Wants You Dead (Saint Motel)

Could Have Been Worse (King MALA)

Money money money (Abba)

Every Britney Spears song, no I don't understand why.

Every Edith Piaf song, I understand exactly why.

[Elias and Jon (non/)-]

Answer (They Might be Giants)

None of Thee Above (Shayfer James)

Pain and Pleasure (Lilli Furfaro)

Soft Apocalypse (Charming Disaster)

Dixy Boy (April Smith)

Villain (Stephanie Mabey)

He's My Man (Luvcat)

[LonelyEyes-]

Lent (Autoheart)

Grifters (Charming Disaster)

Eleanor Rigby (Cody Fry cover)

Anybody Else (Dom Fera)

[OG Elias-]

Sometimes (Nick Lutsko)

Dropdead Gorgeous (April Smith)

Monster (Caravan of Thieves)

[Jonah Magnus-]

Crucified (Army of Lovers)

All the Dying (Mother Mother)

I'll add the playlist of these here as well:

[rachandroll]

There won't be another Aeor now, because Aeor was a very specific kind of tragedy, wherein the gods prioritized their own survival over the survival of huge swathes of mortals. They had choice after choice after choice where they could have diverted to a more merciful path. Even in the very last moments, they could have just destroyed the Factorum Malleus and spared the rest of the city, and found another way to deal with the knowledge that had been disseminated. But they chose their own immediate security over the lives of every regular person in Aeor, every refugee and civilian and child. The Primes may love mortals, may work to protect them, but when it comes down to it, they will choose themselves (and their Betrayer kin!) every time. It is love with a very big caveat.

Two thirds of the world's population died in the Calamity because the Betrayers were initially banished, not destroyed. The gods say they cannot let any of the Betrayers die because they might need them if a bigger threat arises, but what good does that potential possible protection do Exandria if their warring wipes the world out now? Why should anyone, god or mortal, expect that the Betrayers would help fend off such a threat anyway, when they very clearly want the Primes and all mortals dead? There was so much emphasis in Downfall on how, despite it all, the Primes and Betrayers are family and the Primes cannot let that go. It's hard to take Ayden at face value when he says that they need the Betrayers, in the light of that. SILAHA says "That's all our problem. It's all about ourselves. At least I have the, well, confidence to actually accept it." And that's the truth of their motivation that their actions indicate in Downfall.

The Arch Heart and the Matron explicitly told the Hells that the world was on the cusp of another Calamity. Except for those two, when confronted with the possibility of Predathos, the gods wanted to chose, once again, to sacrifice the lives of countless mortals in order to protect themselves. The Divine Gate is meant to stop another Calamity, but now we know that they are willing to tear it down to save themselves. So Calamity is the threat that hangs over the world much more immediately than potential cosmic horrors.

I don't think anyone is out here saying that this plan with the gods becoming mortal means that there will never be any danger to Exandria again. There ARE terrible threats that exist, like the Chained Oblivion and there are almost certainly more that exist out is the cosmos that are currently unknown. Predathos might eat those or it might not, we don't actually know. There absolutely will be more evil mortals, just as there will be mortal heroes to stop them, as they always have. This is not the creation of utopia. It's the aversion of another apocalypse.

But something that struck me, at least, about Aeor, something that I think often get lost underneath all the other debate, under the focus on hubris, is the stark fact that mortal understanding grew to the point where they could create a weapon that could kill a god. That's incredible. If the gods saw mortal understanding reach so far and instead of saying "you are children and cannot comprehend and so we will strike your knowledge from the world because it is too dangerous for you," said "you are our children and you are growing up, perhaps we should help you understand" what might mortal innovation have accomplished? What solutions would mortal creativity come up with that might have surprised their creators? If the gods chose to treat mortal attempts to understand with encouragement instead of condescension, what might the Cassida Previns of the world built?

You say that level of power has to exist to fight off the next eldritch horror that arrives. Why does that power have to be concentrated in a small handful of gods above any sort of accountability? Why can't it be power distributed amongst a larger number of mortals, defending themselves? Why can't it be mortals, no longer children to be shielded but instead come into their ascendancy to fully inherit the world and its responsibilities? Why can't mortals be equal to the gods, not in the sense sought by those power-hungry mages, but as a collective, with the gods reborn among them and treating them, as it were, as adults, who might come to understand?

In the final narration for Downfall, Brennan says:

"In short, brief life can even the infinite change, realize, recognize, commit to something new, singular. To move forward on the paths of destiny and fate, changed."

And I think this choice being given to the gods to become mortal again, beyond just giving them the ability to survive at the cost of their power, is also offering them the chance to learn and grow the way mortals do again. Being mortal in their quest to destroy Aeor, ending even as it did in something horrific, did actually change them enough that they created the Divine Gate. That was a sacrifice and it was better than what was before it. But it was not enough and now that the flaws in that approach have become clear, it's time to look for another path. Mortality offers that. And I think seeing how mortality could change them further will be a hell of a story, and I'm looking forward to it.

Anyway, I don't particularly think this is going to convince you or anything, you seem pretty mad, but it's fun to talk about this stuff, and you gave me an excuse, so thanks.

[criesofthecalamity]

excuse me fine gentlemen and other but where the hell am I

And why is the wall covered in symbiote

That's not normal, even for here. (Calm ass bitch)

[The others here ignore the mysterious wall]

You're in gardenview, of course.

...You're new.

[Ooc]

Fuck, this ask was in the false availability period

Shit

Uh

I can't delete this now-

Uhhh

[electric-alt-cookie]

LOG 4202:10;61

“ATTENTION CITIZENS OF BLUESTAR. V.ALOE HAS BEEN CLASSIFIED AS A TRAITOR UNDER ARTICLE VI. REPORT ANY SUSPICIOUS BEHAVIOR.” 

The air flew past them like wind. The scientist had simply no choice but to run. Their eyes started to rust from the tears streaming down their face. Don't think about it. Don't think about it. 

Was this how Caramel felt during the war?  This was simply horrible. Aloe wasn’t particularly agile like how Lemon was or even Cyborg for that matter. They shouldn't have tried to put up a fight against Raspberry Iced Tea! They berated themselves for that. 

To lose someone dear to them again… for the third time. That was the final straw. They had to have done something… but fist-fighting a trained royal guard was not the way to do it. Who knows! They could be puddled right here and now! Aloe couldn't let their fears get to them. They had to find Lemon and Cyborg immediately. 

They haven't left the castle yet… This would be a long shot for the scientist, but they knew their way around here thanks to Starflower's old tours and casual snack breaks. They could go towards the prison. They could jailbreak Cyborg. Aloe absolutely hated the thought of committing another treasonous action towards their planet, but things had to be done. Tea needed to be stopped at once. 

Corridors everywhere. Aloe maneuvered left, left, straight, right, left, etc. with no end in sight. They needed to lose the royal guards first. It was times like these that they wished they had gotten closer to the other Bluestar royal. 

Thankfully Tea wasn't on Aloe's tail. That was the one saving grace right now. If Tea had been here, Aloe would have perished quite a bit sooner. The royal guard may be smart, but Aloe was a genius when it came to calculating on the fly.

“Stars… forgive me for this.” They prayed to the now-fallen friend. 

A terminal near the prison caught Aloe's attention as they pulled out a small device and a wire from their coat pocket. Brute Forcing their way into the prison was out of the question, but if they could do this fast enough…

“00110011 00110000 00110011 00110010 00110000…”  

“Stop! Turn yourself in at once!” The guards flew towards Aloe quickly, their mouth wide open from being in shock. Aloe braced themselves for impact as the guards pointed their weapons straight at the NeoAzul: Guns loaded with electricity stronger than whatever Lemon or Cyborg could produce, presumably harvested from the endless electrical storm on the other side of the planet.

Back facing towards the guards, Aloe protected their computer from the potential shocks. They put their hands up in defeat as the computer was set on the floor. This was the end of the line for them. 

As the guards drew near, a small click was heard from the terminal. A door came crashing down, separating the incoming guards from Aloe's current location. The scientist slowly lowered their hands. 

“Haha… HAHA…” They couldn't help but erupt into laughter. “I can't believe that worked!!” They picked up their computer giddily. They continued on further breathing heavily. Hacking into the security system was no easy feat. From there, the scientist hurriedly scuttered to the prison where they were certain that Cyborg was held. With the override of the security protocol, all of the cells, if not most of them, should have been unlocked. Even on the run, their hubris was undefeated in regard to their knowledge of technology. 

Aloe busted down the door with their right leg. 

“Was about time you showed up!!” Cyborg had their blaster against a poor guard’s head, making it spark as an intimidation tactic as the guard was on the floor face down, even if the guard was already unconscious. “I’m really, REALLY mad at you right now, but right now we have to bust Knighty out!” 

Aloe couldn’t help but smirk at Cyborg’s angry expression. It was endearing to them that Cyborg was so… Cyborg. With all the events that transpired in the past few days, it brought them a strange sort of comfort. 

“Cyborg…” Aloe sighed softly, even letting out a silent chuckle. 

“What’s so funny?! We just witnessed an execution AND an intergalactic marriage!!” They were fuming but genuinely wanted to know why Aloe was acting in such a way at a time like this.

“I’m just feeling nostalgic… to times before the war, I suppose. Come on. We need to find Lemon before we can think about stopping Z.Raspberry.” They grimaced calling Tea by their new title, but it was the least they could do to not get randomly puddled. Aloe put their hand on their scouter to calculate a new route after blocking the previous route where guards might be stationed still. 

“If I may,” White Choco emerged from behind Cyborg, “There should be a gate that is not nearly as supervised near the back exit of the palace. We could potentially take a ship from the docking area near there, gather supplies, and find both Lemon and Knight under the guise of a NeoAzullian soldier.”

“Surprisingly perceptive,” Aloe nodded, “If I can override the mainframe on the ship we could use it as a cloak of some sort… It might allow us some time to search for our friends. Cyborg could masquerade as a citizen if we fit them in the proper attire.”

“I’m doing what now-” 

“Fitting in as a citizen. You have the physical attributes of a NeoAzullian. All you would have to do is pilot the vessel while we work in the shadows. Of course, there comes the question if you can even pilot a ship-”

“Shut up! I can do it just fine if you teach me.” Cyborg huffed. They made sure the guard was unconscious before floating up into the air slightly to match Aloe’s height. 

“Then it’s settled. We must hurry quickly.” Aloe motioned for the two to come quickly. Their large coat swayed in the wind created by the quick turnaround towards their new route. Cyborg and White Choco followed along hurriedly. There was no time to spare in Aloe’s eyes.

[transbookoftheday]

Corrupted Vessels by Briar Ripley Page

Human beings stand proud and alone upon the surface of this angel-haunted world, in this cosmos of wild experiment.

Ash and River are holy beings waiting for the end of the world—or maybe they're trans runaways squatting in an abandoned house. Linden is a college student, restless and unsatisfied in their relationship with independent Nora. When a chance meeting leads to a turbulent romance between Linden and Ash, calamity follows. Ash, River, Linden, and Nora will never be the same. Southern Gothic meets surrealism, CORRUPTED VESSELS is a story about terrifying angels, messy realities, and queer life on the margins.