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katlizada · 22 hours
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riz and adaine are the brain: obviously. but also because they have both at some point been ruled by their neuroses, they live in their heads, have been told their entire lives that the thing they are good for is their intelligence. it is what they can give to other people.
fabian and fig are the body: in completely different ways. fabian thought he knew his body when he was just fighting with it but it failed him. he had to learn to trust it again - to trust his instincts as well as what he’d been told his entire life. his instincts told him to dance, and he weaved that in with his fighting skills for both more complete control over his body and trust in it when he isn’t in control. this leads us into fig - instincts. she’s never completely felt fused to her own body the way most people do. it’s hers to with what she wants, including making it other people completely. those other people are still her though. she never sits with one thing, but moves fluidly wherever her instincts tell her to whether it makes sense or not. one of the coolest things a body can do is called the flexor / withdrawal reflex. when you touch a hot stove and pull back your hand before you’ve even registered the pain. the only time (that i know of) that your sensory receptors tell your muscles to move instead of relaying information to the brain and letting it decide. you literally have no choice whether or not you pull your hand back. your body decides for you. this is fig’s entire life. people often think the strongest, healthiest bodies are the biggest, sturdiest ones. yet often it’s the annoying bitches that do the most yoga, strength in flexibility. something fig (and now also) fabian have in spades.
kristen is the soul: seemingly inconsistent and ever changing, the only way kristen changes is cosmetically. she struggles so hard to find a god that makes sense for her because she’s not just finding her god. she’s finding a god for all the bad kids. because at the core of her, she is trying to do what is right, what is kind, what is best for everyone else. she wants to help people, save people. even if she doesn’t go about it the right way (ie immediately trying to convert everyone to helio on her first day) she is just trying to help. no matter what god she has, or who she’s faced with - that’s never changed. the soul is forever, and despite all aesthetics, so is kristen.
gorgug is the heart. because of course he is. “it’s gorgug keep going.” bum bum “it’s gorgug. keep. going.” he keeps them there, all together, all in sync when their differences threaten to overrule their similarities. he pulls them back in with the gravity axe he made for love of his parents and the culture that raised him. with the courage he had to stand up and declare he would in fact do the impossible. bum bum.
“it’s gorgug keep going.”
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katlizada · 22 hours
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hey. Hey guys do you remember. do you. do you remember when
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another redraw! I’ve been wanting to do this one 🥰
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katlizada · 22 hours
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louise is so adorable in this i love this video
SHE’S SO HAPPY WAAAH MY BABY
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your honor, it's his song
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katlizada · 22 hours
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Maybe the rage deal in the last episode wasn’t JUST “You live but have extreme amounts of rage.” What if they were offered their wildest dreams and the rage was a clause in like microfont bc to them the gifts of achieving their goals and living seems like a great deal especially for children. The rage pushes them to achieve a goal, the rat grinders are KIDS they arnt gonna have crazy outrageous dreams and ambition at 17 years old, I knew nothing when I was that age.
You have a crush on a girl for a couple years and want to catch her attention? Bam. Get more confidence, become buff, get noticed first the first time ever. Oisin was completely unrecognizable before but now after all this?
You hate another rogue so much you want to be better than him? Bam! Kipperlily finds the rogue teacher first AND signs up for the election assuming riz would be the one to do it bc why would Kristen Applebees want to be president? Which could be an event bigger fuel to KLCK’s fire.
You want to be a famous musician and you’re jealous of a bard in school who never goes to class but has what you don’t? Bam! Ruben copies her look and produce music when she’s on hiatus as well as getting signed by her label
Mary Anne’s is small and girly she was probably bullied and wanted to make it stop, so shes now indifferent, and strong enough to stand up for herself, she sees Gorgug on the first day of school get decked in the face jsut to grow into this strong guy and sees him as inspiration
Lucy was content with life, she loved her friends, loved her god and knew the rage wasn’t what she wanted to have to live with. The resurrection is supposed to help them feel fulfilled but she’d just be more unsatisfied with life if she took the offer. Lucy was happy with what she had, and had no further aspirations, she loved her god and 'stuck to her guns'
Buddy dawn a follower of helio, watches the chosen one of his church abandon everything, he’s sad and confused as to why she did what she did. He dies and is offered the chance to become the chosen one for an unnamed god, he’s scared, helio is missing, and if Kristin took an offer from a new god and was okay why wouldn’t he be?
The rat grinders were scared kids who needed a miracle, and one was offered CHILDREN WILL SCREAM FOR HELP UNTIL THEY ARE ARE OFFERED SANCTION, IT DOESN’T MATTER WHO THE SAVIOR IS
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katlizada · 22 hours
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“With blood running down his face and into his silvery hair, dripping down into a puddle on the floor, and that is where you guys find Fabian.”
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fabian and the terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad day
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katlizada · 2 days
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i need art of lucy frostblade as ophelia i swear
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katlizada · 2 days
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We're all talking about "Does Sandra Lynn know that Bobby Dawn is working at the school?" (My answer is yes, Jawbone told her, and it's fucking her up mentally), but what about "Does Bobby Dawn know Sandra Lynn lives in Elmville?". Does he know she's nearby? Has he seen her picking up Fig from afar? Has he heard Jawbone talk about her in the staff room? If he has a overarching plan, is she part of it?
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katlizada · 2 days
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adaine abernant 🫶
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katlizada · 2 days
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"I worship a nameless god of Rage"
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I don't really know if I like this but I've invested too much time to not post so...
[Image Description:
Fanart of the character Buddy Dawn from the webshow Dimension 20 Fantasy High: Junior Year. On a swirling red background, Buddy has his eyes closed with the corners of his mouth ticking up in an almost smile. He is shirtless with a large sharp red star, burning red, protruding from his chest. The top spike impales his throat, where it had been slit by Kipperlilly, and the blood from his neck has trickled down the shard to drip into his hand below. Dark veins stretch across his skin. Helio has no mark on him anymore, instead his flesh and blood belongs to Ankarna.]
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katlizada · 2 days
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I wonder if any of the teachers at Aguefort remember Sandra Lynn. If the ranger teacher remembers the bright eyed teenager who wasn't very good at attending classes, sure, but was a brilliant ranger, who was excited and warm, who loved ranging more than anything, who loved and protected her friends, who was sassy and impulsive, but had such a good heart. If they remember the young woman who called them begging for a recommendation, because she was terrified her skills wouldn't be enough, that her reputation would stop her from becoming a Solesian Ranger.
Do they look at Bobby Dawn and remember the teenager and the young woman? The contrast between them?
They look at the person who had ruined their progigy's life, and have to work with them
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katlizada · 2 days
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Fantasy High Canonical Tattoos, Ranked From Good Idea to Bad Idea
GOOD IDEA tier; basically just cool tattoos:
Garthy O'Brien's top tattoos, Ayda's arcane rune tattoos, Gorgug Thistlespring's metal flower.
PERFECTLY FINE tier:
Whatever Fig got - she says she's getting one in the Gold Gardens episode, but never what.
MIXED BLESSING tier:
Fabian's new neck tattoo that has magical protections against curses (good) but is also heavy solid gold in his neck (seems bad?)
BAD tier:
Fabian's PREVIOUS neck tattoo that lacked those magical protections.
REALLY BAD tier:
The infernal contract on that one guy's back this episode.
HOLY SHIT THAT'S BAD tier:
Riz's Memento board covering his entire upper body, which admittedly technically also led to an apocalypse.
THE WORST, YES WORSE THAN THE ONE THAT BROUGHT FORTH THE NIGHT YORB tier:
It seems to have been forgotten, but Kristen and Tracker have each other's names tattooed on their necks and this is considerably worse than Riz's whole deal.
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katlizada · 2 days
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Love that Eugenia Shadow eats ghost steaks but takes real drugs
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katlizada · 2 days
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Kristen stands in front of him. She looks behind him. There’s nobody behind him but Gavin Pundle, up high in a tower.
Pain. It shoots through his throat. Kristen stands and looks horrified.
Not her. It can’t have been her. This does not feel like divine magic turned foul; instead, it feels like cold steel against his skin.
Buddy falls. He doesn’t hit the ground. Instead, he falls and falls and falls. He falls through the pale tiles of the arena and continues to fall.
Death. That’s what happened. 
Death. He is not unfamiliar with the sensation, nor is he afraid. Death happens to everyone, even young adventurers. If Helio has deemed that it was Buddy’s time to go, then that is how it will be. Everything grows dull and numb, and Buddy waits for the darkness to give way to his promised afterlife.
It does not come.
He waits patiently. Many people die each day. Helio must be up there, at the pearly gates, awaiting every follower with a smile to give them access to what is rightfully theirs. Buddy can wait, for Helio will give him the same courtesy.
That is coming. His afterlife. He’s getting there.
Any minute now.
No longer falling; now weightless in this void. There is no light, not even a flicker or a hint. Buddy clutches his staff and whispers a prayer. Surely Helio would remember him. Surely Helio would await him.
Sensation returns to him. It starts in his chest, deep within his stomach. Negligible at first, then growing. It beats, almost like a heart. With each beat, more and more of that searing sensation spreads across his chest and stomach. It is difficult to breathe (he’s dead. he doesn’t need to breathe. let go) and it spread through his neck to his mind.
Rage. He clings to it. Helio is the only one who can call down righteous fury onto the unbelievers and lash out with hatred. He has never known Helio’s wrath, but he has seen it in action.
He welcomes it. He expects to be wrapped up in it - not as its target, but a witness. Righteous fury by a god aimed towards themselves, for forgetting one of their most loyal, dutiful followers. Hasn’t he been loyal? Hasn’t he been dutiful? The Rat Grinders prove difficult to convert, yes, but Helio knows he hasn’t stopped trying.
It’s not righteous. It burns through him, it hurts in a way that nothing has ever hurt before. It is not righteous rage, but rather uncontrolled. Unbridled, untapped rage that lashes out like a wildfire, that cares not about who stands in the way and what gets destroyed in its path. It similarly lashes out at Buddy’s soul and being, whatever is left of it after this murder.
A hellscape. He blinks and he is no longer within this lightless void. Instead, he sees a terrifying hellscape such as his grandfather has warned him about. He tries to block it out and quell the rising panic in his chest, but he doesn’t need to. The rage is all-encompassing that he almost can’t feel that terrible dread sink into his chest.
He shouldn’t be here. He has been loyal and dutiful. He should not be here.
A voice. Or perhaps there isn’t. Perhaps he wishes to hear a voice. It whispers in his mind all the same.
A promise. An impossible choice between life in service of rage, or eternal death in this hellscape. 
Buddy wishes to stay true. To make a well-informed decision. Yet unbridled rage clouds his mind and time, he feels, is running out. He needs to make a decision now. 
Helio has abandoned me.
The thought sneaks into his mind. He wishes to cast it out, but once taken root, it spreads like the wildfire ignited by rage. 
Helio has abandoned him. He cares not for the mortals who would follow him. If Helio cared, he would have shielded Buddy from this hell and this decision in the first place. If Helio cared, Buddy would be on the other side of the pearly gates - where he belongs.
Helio has abandoned him. Helio isn’t here.
But this god is.
He doesn’t need to agree verbally. He doesn’t need to think about his answer to be heard, because this god knows his answer.
A breath. He sees the sky of the plane where the Last Stand takes place. A deep breath in as he sits up straight.
A scream. A hateful, guttural scream that has been sitting at the bottom of his throat finally is released. It felt good to release it at last and to feel all the things he’s always felt but never acted on. A scream, heard only by himself and the giant that towered over him. 
The rage stops burning. Instead, it settles in his stomach. His chest hurts only a little.
Buddy looks up. The face of the giant is obscured. He knows this being brought him back. He knows this is a servant of the one he now worships.
It’s a funny feeling. When he thinks about Helio, he feels no devotion at all. Only the now omni-present rage colors his view. Though his new deity does not have a name - it doesn’t need one, he still follows it - he can feel that devotion that once belonged to Helio. It now belongs to her.
Buddy belongs to her.
“Dang, y’all,” he says. “I worship a nameless god of rage.”
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katlizada · 2 days
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Kalina: You will keep digging, digging, digging until your own hands are bleeding because the second you stop, you'll realise your dad is never coming home
Kittylitter Clerickiller: Gods, I wish that were me
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katlizada · 2 days
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I know we're all obsessed with "honor the cock" but I want "I survived the last stand " merch SO BAD
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