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My first art for my "Impressionist" series

Original post on 13th Jan 2024:

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EMERGENCY ACTION REPORT 311345 ECHO SIERRA TANGO OCT 23

STANDBY, MESSAGE FOLLOWS;

HT2, THIS IS NETZACH, STRIKWARN REQUESTS FROM RELEVANT TARGET "HITLIST" FOLLOWS (THE ENTIRETY OF/FULL HITLIST LIKEWISE ALSO ADDITIONALLY FOLLOW);

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GREENLAND;

NUUK, THULE, ANGMAGSSALIK, NORD, DANMARKSHAVN, SHANNON, DANEBORG, SCORESBYSUND, TINGIARMIUT, KRAULSHAVN, UPERNAVIK, GODHAVN, SONDRE STROMFJORD, HOLSTEINSBURG , SUKKERTOPPEN, GRONDA, NARSAAQ, JULIANEHAB, NANORTALIK, END.

ICELAND;

AKUREYRI, REYKJAVIK, AKRANES, HUSAVIK, END.

THE UNITED KINGDOM and IRELAND;

LONDON, MANCHESTER, GLASGOW, EDINBURGH, NEWCASTLE, DUBLIN, BELFAST, BOLTON, ABINGDON, ABERDEEN, LIVERPOOL, ASHFORD, BIRMINGHAM, ACCRINGTON, LIMAVADY, ALDERSHOT, ALDRIDGE BROWNHILLS, WAKEFIELD, LEEDS, BRADFORD, CARDIFF, BRISTOL, ASHINGTON, NORWICH, IPSWICH, CARLISLE, ASHTON-UNDER-LYNE, AXMINSTER, AYCLIFFE, ALFRETON, ALTRINCHAM, CAMBRIDGE, WOLVERHAMPTON, AMERSHAM, ANDOVER, ARNOLD, ARUNDEL, HULL, SALFORD, SALE, STOCKPORT, CAERNARFON, NEFYN, WELSHPOOL, DERBY, NOTTINGHAM, MATLOCK, SWANSEA, TAUNTON, PLYMOUTH, PORTSMOUTH, BLACKBURN, DURHAM, BRADFORD,DUNDEE, GREENOCK, HAMILTON, LUTON, MAIDSTONE, SHEFFIELD, SLOUGH, SOLIHULL, SOUTHAMPTON, SOUTHEN-ON-SEA, SOUTH SHIELDS, SAINT ANNE, SAINT HELIER, SAINT PETER PORT, SAINT SAMPSON'S, AIRDRIE, ANGLESEY ISLAND @HJ0172WESTFIAR, MERTON, MIDDLESBROUGH, MILTON KEYNES, NEWCASTLE UPON TYNE, NEWCASTLE-UNDER-LYME, NEWHAM, NORTHAMPTON, NORWICH, SOUTHWARK, SPENBOROUGH, STAFFORD, STANLEY, STEVENAGE, STOCKTON-ON-TEES, STOKE-ON-TRENT, SUNDERLAND, SUTTON, SWINDON, NEWPORT GWENT, BARKING, BARNET, BASILDON, LANCASTER, LEICESTER, PIEC, LAMBETH, LEEDS, CAMDEN, CANTERBURY, BOOTLE, BOURNEMOUTH, BRENT, BROMLEY, BURNLEY, CHELTENHAM, CHESTER, COVENTRY, GARDEN, COLCHESTER, CRAWLEY, CREWE AND NANTWICH, CROYDON, DARLINGTON, DERBY, EALING, ENFIELD, EXETER, FAREHAM, GILLINGHAM KENT, GLOUCESTER, GOSPORT, GREENWICH, HACKNEY, HARING, HAVERING, HILLINGDON, KINGSTON UPON THAMES, KING'S LYNN, LYNNE, KENSINGTON AND CHELSEA, ISLINGTON, HOUNSLOW, DONEGAL, BALLYCASTLE, ANTRIM, DOWNPATRICK, MONAGHAN, DUNDALK, FARHAN, MUFF, BALLINA, AGHAGOWER, FRENCHPARK, BALLINASLOE, MULLINGAR, WICKLOW, KILLALOE, SHANNON, KILKEE, YOUGHAL, COBH, CORK HARBOUR, CLASHMORE, WEXFORD, NEW ROSS, ARKLOW, RUSH, KILKENNY, END.

GUYANA;

GEORGETOWN, BARTICA, BILOKU, NEW AMSTERDAM, MABARUMA, KAMARANG, END.

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PART 01 OUT OF 050.

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AWAITING EITHER AUTHORIZATION KEY (LLNNNNNN) + ENCRYPTION KEY INDEX (LLNNNNNN) + SPECIAL PERSONNEL INDEX KEY (LLNNNNNN) OR ABORT CODE(S).

ALL PREPARATIONS COMPLETED

READY TO ENGAGE.

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Netzach had not particularly wanted to help. When they had heard the pleas, they had curled into themselves, a particular burning dread in their chest. The pleas for help meant simply that things were going terribly, dreadfully wrong, and that things were beyond the possible control of where things started. It had happened many a time before, where a breach in one department would mean that their own department needed to come in, lest they lose everyone.  

This though, as time goes on, isn’t quite the same. Monsters don’t creep out of the darkness in the way they’re used to, and no matter how long Netzach looks for them, there are no golden eyes waiting out there. It helps, at least some, and so, they end up coming out of their hiding spaces to toe the edge of the known and unknown. 

Someone else is there too, a small relief from being truly alone in all of this.

“Are you planning to go out there?” Netzach starts the entire thing a bit awkwardly, gaze still stuck on the darkness. “I uh, I wanted to try, but I’m not too keen to try this by myself.” It’s not like they even have the useless pistol issued by the corporation. “So um, well, if you wouldn’t mind a partner, do you mind if I volunteer to tag along?” 

[lollybon]

♡ @hadplans // starter call!

when lolly thinks about an island getaway, a magical walled-in city isn’t the first thing that comes to mind. it’s not that she’s bothered — far from it, actually. but now she has to redo the whole month she’d planned out in her journal, which is kind of a bummer.

as she walks around, the first thing she notices is how much bigger everyone and everything is than what she’s used to, tips of her ears only reaching the midsections of most people she passes. weird. maybe they all ate really well as kids. lolly strolls along without thinking much about where she’s headed, and eventually ends up with grass under her paws. huh.

this is a pretty big park to just have in the middle of a city. neat!

she pulls out the old bug net she’s been carrying since she’d first left for the airport, and starts looking around with intent. if this place is magic, maybe there are magic bugs she’s never seen before!

and... there! hovering around a patch of flowers near a bench is a butterfly with a strange purple sheen to its wings. lolly starts creeping up on it slowly when —

someone plops unceremoniously onto the bench, and the butterfly is quick to make its escape before she can try to catch it. she makes a disappointed little huff.

❝ aw... you scared it, bonbon. ❞

[yourfaveatsrocks]

Netzach from Lobotomy Corporation eats rocks!

Requested by @t-01-68

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Here's Emmet made out of newspaper for my Expressionist series.

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@pureheartedbeast​ liked for a starter

They’ve really done it now. Out of the Corporate frying pan and into the fire, Netzach stands dazed and confused for a long time after the message ends. Frankly, even with the words of yet another sort of royalty in their ear, Netzach is too entranced by the sheer change to acknowledge it right in that moment. Swaying back and forth on their feet, too bright eyes seem to dim and glow as Netzach processes that things have changed.

Even the variation in clothing is enough to startle them, limbs stiff and eyes wide. It’s impossible to focus with everything that’s going on, and with a headache building up behind their eyes, Netzach startles again when someone crosses their vision a bit closer than the last dozen people had. 

“Can I ask you a question?” Netzach speaks abruptly, turning to the person and seeming almost pleading in their presentation. 

“It’s cool if you don’t know, but it’s driving me mad. Are we like? Dead? Did something happen?” Maybe the Ordeals had taken the Sephirot as well as the well and true humans this time. It would be the first, but not a surprising time. “I don’t know how I got here, and it’s bothering the ever loving shit outta me. I can’t even- wait, do I know you?”  

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@pridefulis liked for a starter

The longer things go on, the more Netzach expects the trick to wrap up. Maybe, something new happened, that one of the ALEPH beings had finally figured out how to be more than any of them ever knew how to handle. Maybe they’d just fallen asleep in a containment unit again. Their favorite, the doll Alriune, was capable of a great spectrum of hallucinatory effects, but nothing this intricate, or themed this way. 

Despite the oddity, and assurance that this probably isn’t a trick, Netzach remains on guard. The sound of someone shouting a greeting startles them so thoroughly at one point, that they embarrass themselves in front of far too many people. 

“If you see pink slime where it doesn’t belong, you should tell someone.” It’s cryptic, but the last few people have nodded at them in confirmation. “That’s like, the first sign of the apocalypse- non-avian, of course. But still, damn dire straits.”