#project: decay

[prcject-utcpia]

Who are you? How did you find this archive?

Not that it matters, in the end. What's done is done, and everything that was, was torn asunder.

What's that? You wish to know how everything could have gone so horribly wrong? Well, dear reader, I can pinpoint the exact date, time, and year.

Here. I will provide you with the records. At least this way, everything my father built may be preserved. My legacy will live on, through you, dear reader.

Keep a watchful eye out while I repair the links.

Yours most sincerely,

Ace Batchburg, CEO and President of Batchburg Enterprises

[Project : UTOPIA | START ]

[Project : KINGPIN][Project : STARFALL]

[Project : PARAGON][Project : DECAY]

[Eclipse City Database]

[guardcanine]

[raiinystardust]

today i offer you project sekai sibling dynamics, tomorrow...who knows

[tfh-arts]

Over and over again for a goal no longer in sight

[sekaitransparents]

where does the path of thorns go? | what has been lost ~ mizuki akiyama

[malreznor]

[icelogged]

† to the basement of the church

[sewerratwithrabiess]

my real life encounter with the blair witch

[nabaath-areng]

“ The battle was glorious, my soul burned bright as the sun, and then I died. I died, my death was proven worthy, and yet I am trapped. Trapped and prevented from being reborn. From continuing the cycle of rebirth for which I am destined. My soul should never have been trapped inside my old flesh. I should never have been forced to become both rot and decay. I know not what manner of foul sorcery that cloaked man used on me, but I will find him. I will tear him asunder if I must. Whether or not the seal is broken, he shall not suffer to live. ”

― There have been an increasing number of reports from amateur hunters returning unsuccessfully, claiming an undead mark killing clan targets before its members can get to them as the reason for it.

More experienced hunters however have recently confirmed that this one is no mark at all, but rather a peculiar steppe warrior who is far away from home. The man tells little about himself or what his goals are, but introduces himself as Jargai Dotharl to those who are social enough to dare conversing for longer than a few minutes.

Hunters who come across Jargai have conflicting opinions of him. Some describe him as a formidable warrior who can take down even the most vicious of marks with only his own sword. Others claim that he is all but useless in a fight, dropping his weapon from the slightest bit resistance and collapsing on the ground while writhing from what looks to be incredible pain.

He accepts neither coin nor company for his feats, but rather trades in information exclusively. He reaches out for clues about a strange individual who he cannot describe in any manner of detail, and then gets irate and leaves when people inevitably don't know who he's referring to. He refuses to show anyone his face, covering it underneath a shroud at all times.

Truly not an easy individual to get along with, but most that interact with him will still conclude that he is overall a reliable fellow, all things considered.

Still, most people with sense keep their distance. While the vast majority of them would be unable to pinpoint why, there's no denying the strange air that hangs over him like a dark cloud.

Jargai prefers it that way. The dead and living have no business being friends with each other.

[saturnine-saturneight]

Traffic roared behind their back, swirling up the stench of gasoline, leather, and fresh bread. Any way Johannes could have spun this, there was only one place left to go. But unfortunately for them, despite the opening hours clearly written on the sign behind the glass door, the place disagreed. Half an hour past ten, the door to Ms. Somoza's office was firmly shut. Handle of their suitcase digging into the palm of their hand and this morning's pit of ragged disappointment deep in their stomach, Johannes leaned their forehead against the cool glass of the front door and heaved a sigh. Of course it couldn't be that easy. Of course. But perhaps at least the hole in their stomach could be filled, preferably with meat and bread. Never had they spent very much time in parts of the city that featured kebab shops, and even back home, before the big move, they had rarely ever seen one face to face. But they were still a piece of the country they left behind, a part of the daily parlance, and where Johannes had never so much as given it a second thought that they'd never eaten a doner kebab until now, now that they were standing in front of the eatery right next to Ms. Somoza's office, they suddenly found that an enormous pity. After fumbling their way through an order, they found themself with an absolutely gigantic Styrofoam box, heavy with bread, meat, and salad, practically dripping with sauce and large enough that they had to clench their suitcase beneath their arm and hold it with both hands. It was terribly delicious.

This has been an advertisement for doner kebab.

HELLO Particle Decay tag list, it's been half a year!

@gioia-writes-and-others @monstrify @writingrosesonneptune @asher-writes

@marlowethelibrarian @cometkov @the-inkwell-variable @purplehandshumanfeelings @thelaughingstag

[markerofthemidnight]

I just realised… do the other Imitation pieces have “what are you” responses? Because this set isn’t complete yet…

Eh, well, here are my predictions for them!

Wolfgang - “A struggle.” (Picture of a tiny lamb inside of a giant wolf’s jaws.)

Damon - “A cage.” (Picture of a snake coiled around the words, eating its own tail.)

Kai - “A fake.” (Picture of a butterfly and a chrysalis.)

Jett - “A tragedy.” (Picture of two coyotes, one more faded than the other.)

Ulysses - “A corpse.” (Picture of an owl with cracks on its body.)

[peck2neck]

does she know...

[beckwritesif]

“I’m scared to close my eyes, I’m scared to open them."

Holy shit just watched The Blair Witch Project (1999), the format is so interesting, leaves so much up to the imagination that the horror becomes worse! Gives me ideas.

Although, the yelling and arguing was a bit much… If a witch was after me, personally I’d keep quiet as a mouse. But good movie!

[stopmyhearts]

"I'm afraid I can't think in billions,' said Romana. 'I can only think of Adric - alone and a prisoner in this Tower. You go to the TARDIS, I'll join you as soon as I can.'

This is something really interesting about Romana because I don't think she ever really stops thinking like this. Even as a president in the civil war, with the fate of an entire planet on her shoulders, she still counts, to the best of her ability, the lives lost and she takes each as her personal responsibility

[varilien]

(dress ref)

there's aus where u try to recreate the "effect" of a character's personality and behavior through an alternative "cause", and then there's this shit where i Just think umm well personally wolfwood being down to kill for vash is hot and it's a bummer vash doesn't think so too, but what if an au where he does ?

it's not a true "villain" vash au, basically it goes that vash decided to stick it out with knives in the hopes he could mitigate the damage knives planned to do to mankind, and it's worked for the most part-- at the expense of vash taking on much of knives' ire himself. this vash is even more isolated than in canon, unable to meet the standard knives enforces for what a god is supposed to look like, and constantly concerned with appeasing knives: dressing and styling his hair in a way that doesn't annoy him, talking very little, always offering compromises that put himself at a disadvantage

it's a wholly bad deal, up until the eye (yeah i'm blending stuff from other triguns in even tho it's a 98 au lol) offer vash their latest up-and-coming disciple to protect and serve him directly, though the "protecting" thing ends up being extremely mutual. wolfwood is the first bright spot in vash's life in a hundred years, and he's not going to allow anybody to take that away

[memoriesofthepark]

!!!

I had a table at my college's Undergraduate Research Institute student research exhibition this morning! My project concerned documenting the fungal biodiversity on our campus. I documented 112 observations across 65 species of lichens and mushroom forming fungi. I had such fun exploring the campus and learning about the species that live here!

The experience of sharing my love of mycology with others was really special. Hearing people say they were gonna explore their lawns and backyards or look closer at what they learned were lichens when clearing fallen twigs made me so so happy. Thats the goal. I want to inspire people to look closer, linger longer, and make time for curiosity. I think I did that today. What a wonderful end-of-semester treat!

I hope you get the chance to pause for curiosity this week and see or learn something new. Mush love 🧡🍄

28 April 2025