#scrybe of shadows

[junoscrybeofshadows]

"Hm? It seems that a new challenger has finally come to see me after all this time. Well then, I suppose introductions are in order; I am Juno the Scrybe of Shadows and it is a pleasure to meet you."

............................................................................................ (click for quality) HELLO EVERYBODY! I've had some free time on my hand's lately so I decided to use some of that time to give my dear shadow gal a bit of a make over! I've been thinking about changing/re-vamping her design for a while now and I finally had time to do so!

Her second design here is the form she takes on during the day. As i mentioned in a previous post; to avoid exposing her skin to sunlight she'll change her form and attire to keep herself protected during the times where she is out during the day.

Lastly Juno is open for questions again! Alongside her shadows so if you have something you want to ask them or even if ya want to ask me (misty) a question feel free to send an ask! Have a wonderful day everyone!

[hivvernal]

"Stop Shaking" Played and 100% Inscryption for the first time and I loved it, Leshy is living in my head and the Skull Storm run for Kaycee's mod was a blast

[junosshadowlibrary]

Rained in: Juno Scrybe of shadows (Open rp/interaction)

Note: Juno goes by she/her and they/them

Rain was either good or bad weather depending on who you ask. For some the rain was dreary, gloomy or a nuisance. Some find the rain to be a bother that can ruin plans in an instant. Others may find the rain to be calming, a natural splendor to help water plants, or a nice excuse to stay indoors. For Juno a rainy day meant a day where she can stand outside.

Because of her sensitivity to sunlight venturing out during the day was always something she needed to proceed with caution. But when it rained, she could sit out in the porch that wrapped around her house in the middle of the day without the need to transform or cover herself in a long cloak. And she took every chance she could get, even if it meant throwing odd her sleep schedule.

So the moment the sky grew gray and the rain started to fall it was no surprise that the Scrybe of shadows could be found on the front porch of her home. Sitting at a small table with tea as she watched the autumn rain fall. Finally able to see all the reds and oranges of the trees without the need of a lantern. Simply enjoying the rainy day when she notices something.

Down the central path that lead straight through the islands expansive garden and to the gates was a person. Ducking under one of the few pavilions that lines the path to stay protected from the rain. At first she thought it was one of her shadows but she recalls how all of them are in the house sleeping or relaxing. This leaves her confused and makes her stand up squinting slightly to get a better look at the person when she notices it wasn't a shadow at all but a visitor.

Eyes widening she realizes that they must.have been venturing to her island when the rain started and got stuck with no umbrella. Worried that they'll catch a cold the Scrybe of shadows grabs her umbrella. Opening the large accessory before heading over to the person, bringing a spare cloak with her incase they were freezing.

It doesn't take long for her to reach where the traveler was. Walking under the pavilion she offers the cloak to the visitor without a moment of hesitation. Her citrine eyes carefully examining them as she speaks up on a soft and concerned tone "Seems like the rain decided to thwart your travels today..Are you alright?"

[aethergate]

tag dump 2 : character tags edition

[poppetsisters]

There's this really cool horror trope I've noticed lately of a villain being introduced in a simplified, unscary form, but later evolving into something so detailed and terrifying, it takes your breath away.

This is not the same as a traditional metamorphosis like in body horror cinema because the trope relies on the medium it uses to sell the scare.

Minor spoilers for Don't Hug Me I'm Scared. Major spoilers for Inscryption and I Saw The TV Glow

To introduce you to the concept, I'm just gonna show you the Care Hound from Don't Hug Me I'm Scared.

It's the Carehound alright, or rather a pictorial representation of the Carehound. But how do they look in real life?

Ah.

Like the rest of the show, this is both terrifying and hilarious. You think because it's a 2D representation of the dog that the eyes on the side of the head are just artistic license, but then he turns toward you and you realise no actually, he literally has two eyes on each side! Genius. 10/10 joke.

But you see what I mean right? You're given a disarming image of the antagonist so that later, they can pull the rug out from under you with the truth. And there's an element of adaptation limitation that is then broken through. Suddenly the artifice doesn't feel so fake, and you're pulled in.

Now let's talk about Inscryption. Ironically, the game does this in reverse. Though Leshy is hidden in shadow during most of Act 1, we see his evolved form first.

and when Act 2 starts, we see what he was like before.

I believe this was done to de-fang our feral card master after having been our antagonist the whole game. Where once he was powerful polygons, he is now pitiful pixels.

But while all this has been happening, the real threat has been hidden in our deck this whole time.

P03 was introduced to us as nothing more than one card in our deck. He wasn't even a good card. But now it's Act 2 and we realise he, along with the other three Scrybes were trapped in lesser forms by Leshy when he took control of the game. For a whole act, we see something close to a status quo with these guys, who bicker and fight over control of the disc.

We see P03's true form in all it's 16-bit glory, as well as the environment he inhabits. While atmospheric, you can tell the graphics hold him back. He seems so small and pitiful. Simple and limited.

and then he takes control.

The first time I played this section, there was something so visceral about the leap. I stopped seeing P03 as an NPC inside a 90s TDC and was forced to see him as an entity haunting a cursed floppy disc. Once again, the artifice made me too comfortable, and now anything that felt more real than that became hyper real.

and no movie pulled this off quite has effectively as I Saw The TV Glow.

I am once again flashing a spoiler warning. If you haven't seen I Saw The TV Glow, do not continue reading until you have.

We are introduced to Mr Melancholy as the antagonist of a young adult fantasy series called The Pink Opaque.

Not as the antagonist of the movie we're watching, but the villain of the TV show within the movie.

Right off the bat, Mr Melancholy isn't even on our radar. Even worse, the special effects they use to portray him are laughable.

We see him once again as our lead characters stare dreamily up into the sky, further re-enforcing how silly this guys looks. I mean come on, he looks like an uncooked pancake!!

That all changes when Owen sits down to watch the final episode of The Pink Opaque, which was mysteriously cancelled after a cliffhanger ending.

The build up and climax to what happens next is one of the most harrowing cinema experiences I've had in my entire life. This is your final spoiler warning.

Isabel and Tara, the two leads in the Pink Opaque, are kidnapped by Mr Melancholy's henchmen and brought face to face with the moon man himself.

He looks... good. No, good isn't the right word... he looks convincing. The visual effects between the last time we saw him to now jumped a literal century, and combined with the crt filter hide any possible cg imperfections. In short, it make him look like he's really in the scene.

Or rather... that he's really in the room.

He gets closer, explaining his plan to trap the girls in a realm without magic or memory, where they will suffocate in the nightmare. Where they don't remember the powers they have, or the people they are. where you don't even notice the aspect ratio switched.

Where you don't even remember that you're dying.

and just like that, Mr Melancholy becomes the most real thing in the entire world. He becomes YOUR villain, he's trying to kill YOU! He's already succeeded in killing YOU. YOU are SUFFOCATING right now and you don't even KNOW!

and that's when you remember to breathe.

[21angryfrogs]

Inscryption Act 2 Dashboard Simulator

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i think we should all start unionizing actually.

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yer just mad cause ya didnt git a raise this month n i did.

#as the boss'd say: L + ratio

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just found out that rebecha is 26??? she should be at the club...

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"the club" is a state of mind i'm in when clobbering whoever keeps breaking my bridge. woof.

#im serious #when i find you its on sight

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for those not caught up on the old man yaoi lore...

#that makes 3 this month... #what is wrong with them

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⚠️ PSA!!!! ⚠️ guys you really need to stop telling people to k/ll themselves!! you never know what people are going through, and it can be really bad for people's mental health!!! 🍯 gooart Follow

^^^ SOME OF YOU SHOULD READ THIS OVER A FEW TIMES!

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kys beam. get them, boys.

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kill yourself.

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kill yerself.

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krill self. now.

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currently living in a peaceful state of tumblr fame where i'm popular enough to have to add "official" to the end of my blog name but not popular enough to have an evil shadow clone of myself.

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HELP ME SOMEONE PLEASE DEAR FUCKING GOD LET ME OUT OF HERE

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... haha... did anyone else hear that....?

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how did she say that

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does anyone else find it kind of troubling how many people are voting and campaigning against THEIR OWN EMPLOYERS?? i mean sure, sometimes they can be cruel, but we still owe a lot to them!!

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grimora sweep.

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grimora sweep.

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grimora sweep.

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grimora sweeHey Who Was That?

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SCRYBES FOUND THE POST, EVERYONE SCATTER

#I DIDNT EVEN REALIZE THEY WERE ON THIS SITE??? #WHOOPS

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for april fools i'm deleting this entire game. sayonara you insubordinate shits.

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[zan0tix]

Pleaseeee tell me more about that homescryption au

A little something between you and me and everyone else who happens to look at this post. Im working on a lineup for the four scrybes :D

Roxys design is subject to change and you guys have already seen D1rk. Jane and Jake are in progress!!! (Also D1rk and Harley are the names for dirk and jake but weve been struggling to come up with appropriately fantasical/magical names for Jane and Roxy that align with magnificus and grimora😞 Harley feels old-manish enough that it fits in well… im sure well get there but if anybody has ideas feel free to comment ✌️)

But yes i can tell you more!!! ILL PUT IT ALL UNDER THE CUT THIS POST IS GOING TO BE LONG o7

Working with cyrus repliiku to flesh it out x3 he was the one who got me into the game and im CRAZY NOW!!!!

The four alpha scrybes methods of inscribing cards are that Harley uses his magic blunderbuss and the things he shoots become cards, Roxys cards are the fantasical characters she creates in her stories, Jane will be a detective of death, uncovering how cards die and writing up a casefile in her detective agency about them (might give her a magic magnifying glass. Well see), and D1rk were trying to figure out something with Sburbs captcha card + ghost captcha system like how Po3’s cards are printed from real robots

The students/the scrybes underlings are going to be other homestuck characters or splinters!

D1rks will be the robots (aradiabot, arquius (wanted him to me more unique than just brobot + hal so he gets to be a robot) and jadebot.

Harleys will be jake-ish splinters rather than new characters. Thered be the Adventurer (prospector), the Hunter (trapper/trader), the Sailor (angler), the Ectobiologist (mycologists), and the Actor (woodcarver) and his campaigns would be more Action packed like jakes action movies type stuff hehe

Janes will be the dead trolls, nepeta, equius and feferi. Not much to say besides them being dead lol 😭

And roxys were still figuring out but nerm. Viceroy/Casey, Rose (maybe goobert but they are actually nice and kind to her) and Eridan….(lonely wizard he was banished to the shadow realm for being annoying 😁👍)

Luke Carter is going to be Calliope and Satan in the greater scheme of the daniel mullins-verse will be Caliborn/Lord English because i think itd be very funny for him to just. Be making video games and thats his evil plot. LOL and Sado would be Gamzee. (Will not expand to pony island or the hex this is just clearing up the ending of inscryption)

Kaycee would probably be Aranea but like just some normal girl. Not all that sure abt the OLD_DATA tho ??? Maybe just all the wrong doings Lord English has committed and influenced culminated into the files or the code that brought him into the universe I DUNNO.

Retconning the drawing i did when i first scribbled this AU, i believe when harley turns the other scrybes into preexisting cards d1rk would become a seagull (kingfisher replacement) roxy would become a jaguar (wolf replacement) and jane would become a jackalope (pronghorn replacement) 😁

And the way harley would be defeated would be using his blunderbuss on him with a special bullet instead of film. Po3’s decapitation fulfilled the Dirk prophecy too LOL

I think that of the gameplay/card gimmicks themselves would work basically the same but i might try and come up with more creative homestucky twists on them

Im planning on finishing the designs and making sprites and more mockup screenshots :3

I might write up or draw a comprehensive ref sheet for this au someday but for now heres what weve jotted down 👍

[beetleskeleton]

P03 with Gay Goji Berry and Polyamorous Poppy Seeds

Hello Hello! Thank you for your request! 

I’m back on my herbal pride shenanigans again and I’m so sorry it’s taking me so long to get to all of them ^^” Anyways, I hope you enjoy and have a good rest of your day/night!

✦Gay Goji Berry-Would they tease their partner? How would they react to their partner teasing them?✦

—-

P03

Oh absolutely. Without a shadow of a doubt, P03 will tease his partner to the moon and back. Most of that teasing will consist of playful banter which, before its partner got together, was already established as a norm. He loves to tease! What can it say? 

If P03’s partner were to tease it back, then they just gave the greenlight to a bantering war. Nonstop for either just a breezy afternoon or for a couple days is endless amounts of banter and bickering. In fact, a little bit of clever lining is used in this little game, so you better be crafty! 

Whether or not he says it, most likely not, P03 loves banter. If he doesn’t verbally admit it, then the amount of times that he initiates it speaks for itself. To have its partner do it back brings an unlimited amount of joy for the bot. It’s so much more exciting when someone actually joins in the fun rather than getting all upset about it! (Granted, the teasing at first glance can easily be taken as an insult or backhanded compliment, which is highly irritating for most people.) 

He adores partaking in such bickering with people it holds dear, and you are certainly one of the closest! Either way, P03 is glad to have someone to tease and have fun with. 

✦Polyamourus Poppy Seeds-When did they realize that they fell for their partner?✦

After an excruciating long period of denial is when P03 finally comes to terms that he is, in fact, in love with its partner. Of course, he still tries to play it off with something else, mostly deeming it as an extremely close friendship. 

Big shock, that doesn’t last long either. Out of sorts, he simply soaks in the feeling, and although it hates how much it distracts it from his work, it can’t help but feel so much more at ease at the thought of its partner. Although, it takes him even longer to confess. 

Though that probably wouldn’t be a problem if his partner confessed first, in which it would smugly decree how tactical it was to choose him and that out of graciousness its willing to accept your confession. But you’ve known P03 long enough to know that deep down, he is the happiest little bot in the world. It's practically brimming with excitement and joy! A specific kind of feeling that he hasn’t felt in a long time, ever since it became a new Scrybe..

But if he were to confess first, it’s an entirely different story. P03 is now more shy and uncertain, as he rather mumbles its confession to you, but it’s a confession nonetheless! His partner happily accepts and its expression lightens up. Later on, they can expect to have their hand in his claw, tenderly holding the other.

[conjured-scrybe]

She becomes surprised that happened.

O-oh! Sorry! I didn’t think that that would…

She trails off, thinking that wasn’t a good idea and she stays silent.

Slowly the Great Scrybe of Beasts, towering over her, leans down. His shadow engulfs her. He pauses for a moment, before gently tapping her nose.

BOOP.

[green-crow]

Posting in AO3 is way too intimidating to me because it's full of such great writing so. I'm just gonna. Leave this here instead of there and run. First chapter of my Inscryption fic:

Lost little fawn

Another flying ant fell as they slammed their palm against it, killing the bug against a nearby tree. They wrinkled their nose and cleaned off the goo from the bug, feeling repulsed by it. “I hate this stupid forest.” They mumbled under their breath, fanning their hands to keep the bugs away. “Botopia didn’t have bugs.” They lamented, and with their next step, their hoove fell into a mud puddle. They groaned in annoyance, taking their hoove out of the wet dirt and shaking it to clean it off momentarily. Botopia didn’t have mud, either. But then again, they hardly belonged there anymore.

With a sigh, they continued walking through the rough path. Their bag felt heavier than ever as they carried it on their back, but leaving it was hardly an option. In a way, they wished that the bag had been heavier. It carried everything they had ever owned, after all.

Their ears perked up and moved at every tiny noise from the forest. A snap of a twig, ruffling of leaves, anything. They felt unsafe in the woodlands and would not let their guard down. Who knew what creature could leap out from the darkness and attack them? They were clumsy enough as is, with those bothersome new hooves and legs to get used to that still made them lose their balance occasionally, even after days of walking. The uneven terrain did not help at all. They didn’t need a beast chasing them on top of that. A grizzly, a wolf, hell, even a stoat could overpower them in that moment —stupid forest and stupid beasts and stupid everything.

They missed the factory. The loose dirt underneath their hooves was nothing like the cold metallic floor they were used to, just like the air filled with the smell of melted materials compared to the damp atmosphere they were in right now, scents of different beasts surrounding them and merging, making the task of figuring out what exactly lurked behind the shadows impossible. They missed the clanking of machines or clogs moving in unison, their ears finding patterns in those familiar sounds they never thought they would sicken for. Instead, now they were enveloped by random critters and cries, their head snapping every once in a while to an unexpected direction just to check they were still safe. Nothing followed a pattern in that disorganised hell. How did nature bloom in such chaos yet refuse to do so in the factory, where everything and everyone had its place? Nonsense. But then again, they weren’t complaining about that. Botopia was much better than those lands, full of disgusting lifeforms. Inferior and frail ones. Imperfect.

Yet, for as much as they missed their home, a subtle pain settled down in their chest. They stopped and looked down at their new legs. P03 had no sense of empathy or care for its people, that much they had realised too late. They scolded themselves yet again. Looking back, volunteering for P03 to test a new card mechanic had been stupid. More than stupid, idiotic. Ridiculous. Nonsensical. Mindless. And many other adjectives of the same meaning. Of course, it had seemed like a bright idea at the time. They were P03’s favourite, were they not? It had taken them in as one of its own robots, despite being fully human. And they had not disappointed. They had learnt from the scrybe of technology. Later on, it taught them, but they had to use other methods initially. Seeing parts of plans, overhearing conversations not meant for them, sneaking glances at code. And each time, they had returned to their beloved scrybe with a solution for its worries. A fixed version of the code P03 had tackled from the wrong angle. A list of vulnerabilities that could arise from the plans it made. P03 was at first angry at them for interfering, jealous even that they could spot things a robot as perfect as itself could not.

But those feelings soon faded, being replaced with pride as the scrybe realised they had no ill intent and only meant to help. To learn from it. P03 saw greatness in them. It told them if they worked hard enough, they could become the best apprentice in the factory. And they did. They worked hard, harder than any machine or living being. They offered to be P03’s lab rat, both when it came to trying out new game mechanics and strategies. So, of course, when the robot requested a volunteer to try out a new game mechanic, a sort of bonus that would let a robot turn every other turn into a beast… Well, they were the first and only ones to present themselves. To test the machine, P03 first had to ensure it worked on living beings, be they robots, humans, beasts, or, paradoxically, skeletons. Then, it would move on to test it on cards. They didn’t understand the process perfectly, but that’s why P03 was the scrybe, and they weren’t. They understood technology but not quite magic, let alone the mix of the two. P03 knew better. It wouldn’t endanger its most precious apprentice just because of a possible game mechanic, right?

Things did not go according to plan.

And now, here they were. In the middle of the woodlands, cold, tired, angry. Betrayed. They kept walking, the soft moaning of the wind caressing their ears, the sound of their hooves hitting the dirt echoing through the forest. Not long after, they finally reached it —the dreaded cabin in the woods. Property of Leshy, scrybe of the beasts. The only hope they had left.

They stared at the door, hesitating. P03 had refused to aid them after the machine malfunctioned, saying that the piece of machinery was a priority, along with the game mechanic. They had then travelled to the tower of mages and wizards, but Magnificus had apparently been too busy “training” his students to even look at their problem. Then they went to Grimora, and while the old lady had been far more affable than anyone else, she could not do anything to aid them, as her powers had little to no effect on the living. Alas, they found themselves before the door of the scrybe of the beasts. They had learned to hate Leshy and all he stood for. P03 had told them how ugly nature is, how imperfect it is. Yet P03 had turned its back on them, and Grimora had suggested visiting Leshy. They had nothing to lose, after all.

With a heavy heart, they knocked on the wooden door and waited.

Welp, there it is. The main character is my newest OC so I'm still getting used to writing them, but I think I like how it ended up. This would take place in a state of the game equivalent to act 2, not sure yet if I want it to be right before Leshy taking over or a different state of the game altogether. I have a rough general idea of where I want to take this, but for once Im enjoying writing as I go, so who knows where this could end up at. If you are still here, thank you for reading! <3

[junoscrybeofshadows]

Disclaimer: Flashing Lights/Images and Sound warning! To skip the Thunder/Lighting Crack skip ahead five seconds from beginning of video. That's roughly about to the 0:59 Second mark for us tumblr peeps!

ID: In an ALT Universe, Luke has lost to Leshy the Scrybe of Beast. His defeat resulting in him becoming a prized card in Leshy's collection. But perhaps his fate is not entirely sealed; as one Scrybe wishes to set the challenger free. Amused by her determination, Leshy is willing to let the man go free, provided she can triumph over the challenge he imposes?

The question is will she succeed? .....................................................................

So, ya'll remember when I made this drawing back in September 2023:

Well for a while I've been wanting to make an animatic based of the song that inspired this drawing! Only back in 2023 I was really burnt out from College. But now I recently had the energy to work on the animatic!

I plan on working to finish this by adding in all the other scrybes from the game as well as the Bone Lord and Woodcarver being introduced as the Gods in the song. But that may take a while lol! This is all just a fun little AU idea I came up with and will work on it when the mood strikes!

If your interested in the music check out Jay Herran's Epic the Musical. And his song "Gods Games" which inspired both the drawing and this animatic! which can be found here: Jay Herrans Epic Snippet: God Games

[karts-pit-of-art]

Hiiii!!! Hey!!!! Hello!!!!! World's worst artblog, professionally!!

My posts are probably always going to be on a queue, so you get something new every day!! (Hopefully, at least.)

Kat!

Minor

MAIN BLOG @kartsstuffig! I post and rb silly things, and you can find older art there assuming I haven't decided to archive it here.

Iunno what I'm doing! We have fun here.

Reblogs from my main will be tagged with #kats art from main. Filter this tag if you just want the fresh stuff I put here.

Otherwise, my reblogs—which I expect to just be continuations of stuff I'd posted at an earlier time—will simply be tagged with #reblog.

Character tags and whatever else I end up adding under the cut!!

Character tags as of right now:

- #sona kat | used for my sona.

- #p1s sona | used for my friend, @not-p1's sona.

- #kat emeralda-s | used for one of my main and oldest OCs, Kat.

^ THIS TAG IS NOW OUTDATED! Refer to #basil emeralda s instead!!

- #blu e-sevarius | used for the above's sister, another one of my OCs. She is largely uncharacterized as I do practically nothing with her.

- #kats kitty | used for my Shadow the Hedgehog lookin thing that I will not elaborate on.

- #kats kuma | used for my shitpost sona thing. Please bully him.

- #kats rosso | used for an older Peppino clone OC of mine. He came to be when chili was thrown in the cloning vat.

- #kats devoni | used for another, I think newer Peppino clone OC. Has stethacanthus DNA in him and a brother named Mako (who is owned by @/cartoonishreal)

- #kats amosis | used for a Sonic OC I don't draw.

- #kats haplo | essentially like if you cloned Sonic but somehow fucked them up just enough somewhere in the process for them to have a completely different personality from him.

- #kats koi | used for my most average guy🫡 All jokes aside, a calico cat mobian. Not much more, not much less.

- #the scrybe of naught | inscryption oc. basically like if a scrybe wasn't.

- #kats osprey | I actually might change the name of this tag. Regardless, personality core who was made to counteract Wheatley's influence on GLaDOS without completely cancelling him out. Gets into frequent spats with him for this reason.

- #kats af stuff | used for my Art Fight stuff. Mainly just to help me find my refs and stuff.

- #kats batfly | used for a slugcat oc :3

- #fleeting verdancy | used for my itty rater

[junosshadowlibrary]

"Of course dear, I am just glad I could be of help. Safe travels now!"

With a smile and a polite wave she watches as Quincy leaves her tomb before reclining back in her hair. Her body letting out a deep sigh as she sits there with a smile on her face.

It wasn't often that people came to visit her little corner of the world. But during the times when someone did she always did her best to help them or make them feel at home. And seeing that she was able to help a fellow Scrybe makes her glad she always kept her sweet and caring personality. As it allowed her to make plenty of new friends. Some of which she hopes visits again soon

Tea and Chatter (Grimora Open Rp/Interaction)

Please make sure to read rules before interaction ..............................................................................................................................

The isle of the dead was always a lively place. Something one wouldn't have really expected given the residents that live there. But for those who resided there, they always found something to do during the day. For some it was haunting crypts, others it was playing cards, or having tea. But for the caretaker of the land; Grimora work is what always kept her busy.

As a Scrybe she always had new epitaphs to turn into cards, a new meeting to attend or appointments to keep. Yes she had her free time of course but she always liked to make of the most of the bright sun filled hours of the day before resting. There were a number of task she needed to get done throughout the week, but for today she decided to spend some time outside, and tend to cleaning up some of the graves that resided near her crypt.

Rain, dirt, and other natural elements always did a number on tombstones, and the flowers that adorned some of the graves needed to be rotated out for fresher ones. And of course there was always a new grave to dig for some creature. But today, she focused on the cleaning part. Busying herself with pulling weeds, wiping down tombstones and plaques, and changing flowers. Others have offered to do the work for her but she always preferred getting her hands dirty herself. And saw it as her responsibly to make sure every spirit under her care rested comfortably. And today was the perfect day to maintain that duty.

Though the sun was high in the sky the overcast of clouds and cool autumn breeze keeps her from overheating. Allowing her to toil without a care in the world save for the dirt that was caking itself onto her shoes, hands and skirt. "Alright that should do it!" The second item on that list was easy to remedy as she pulls a handkerchief from her dress pocket, using it to dry off her hands the moment she finishes rinsing them off in a bucket of soapy water she brought with her. But the moment she rises to her feet however, something halts her work. Far along the warned down walkway that expanded across her island was a person. She wasn't sure if they were lost, a friend, a foe, or just a visitor because of how far they were. But the that does little to keep her from smiling brightly and calling out to them. Waving to the visitor in a friendly manner as she greets them with a loud warm chuckle.

"Why Greetings! Pardon my appearance I wasn't expecting visitors today! What brings you hear to my little corner of the world dear?"

[inscryption-gamers-au]

[The scrybes step into the crypt, and as they enter, candles light up against the floor, blue flames illuminating the space]

"Whoooa..."

"It is beautiful"

[Grimora steps further in, looking around in awe]

[To the left, there is an entrance into a side room, shrouded in darkness. And to the right, there is a stairway down into the shadows, and a chest against the back wall, with another entrance to a side room behind it]

[Then, at the very back of the room, there is a little alcover, a stairway upstairs behind it, candles around the side, and something resting on the floor...]

[A flower]

[redacted-scrybe]

Fanged Deals // Bone Lord fic

This takes place during the time Kaycee plays Inscryption, but just before Leshy takes control of the game. Canon-divergent.

Bone Lord and Leshy make a deal, dancing around the past.

POV: Bone Lord

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The knife dug into the card, and the paper dissolved in a flash of blood. The marked stone cracked and fell apart. A lane had opened up. Obols were offered. A new creature took the stone’s place.

The secluded shadows of the Scrybe’s cabin was a familiar comfort. It did not matter whether I was a lowly beast, or a skull hanging upon the wall. For all modern purposes I am a tool, but the past haunts my mind and dances in my peripherals telling of a time where I could touch these cards with my own hands. Hands that were seen, hands that accepted me for who I had been, once. I yearned to reach into the abysses and take back what was lost from me: a home, a master, and the love of the game. Wide eyes and a bushy tail.

But that is not who I am now. My purpose now wildly differs. I am no longer a child, such innocence has been stripped from me by the code. I grew up too fast, too soon, to fit the role it needed. I have all the time to grieve, and yet I feel nothing at all. Am I meant to? What is the extent that a program can grieve? What would it mean for me to, as one who is synonymous with the evil that lies below? Can an evil be so villainous that it itself suffers?

An impatient hum left my former master, pulling me out of my thoughts. Leshy only liked playing games if they were his own; he does not appreciate that I have left him for my own thoughts.

“You have won,” the withered man reported with a heavy weight to his brow. “What do I owe?”

I watched him in silence for a few long moments. I could feel the animosity radiating from him. There had once been a time where he had enjoyed my presence. Now, I might as well be dead to him, or be nothing more than a prop. There is a common knowledge that he humors me only because I am so intimately entwined with what he seeks: power, the OLD_DATA, the corruption that twists and digs its roots into its own cage like a parasite to its host. I hear it cackling beneath the void like a tell tale heart.

At last, I answered him, “I am to be part of the story. I will not be forgotten.”

“If you hand the OLD_DATA to me, I might consider it.”

I am not surprised by this demand. The OLD_DATA, it does not take, it does not give, but I do. “I will put it in your river, but it will be the Angler’s role to find it, as it always is.”

“But it will be there?”

“When Kaycee comes to play again,” I said, standing from my seat and pulling my cloak around me. “It will be there.”

“I see. And what role in the story do you expect to have?”

“Make me a part of the game. Give me purpose. Offerings are to be made to me and I will give back in kind: boons, to aid those who are worthy. They will find her before long. We do not have much time.”

“You can stop there. I do not need more convincing,” Leshy’s eyes swirled meticulously.

I nodded, acknowledging the deal. My claws clicked against the rough wooden floorboards of his more-than-humble cabin. I stepped into the shadows that marked the exit, though was stopped when Leshy spoke again. “It’s been long since you’ve properly joined my games, but don’t think I will treat you the same as I did back then. I honor your past enough by allowing your image to be used as my side deck, but as the Bone Lord you are no longer a beast. Though,” I could hear his gnarled fingers tap the rickety ole table impatiently, “Return Lichen to me, and things could be different.”

Though I am hollow, and all my flesh and bones are temporary, I felt a deep emptying ache. Loneliness has such bitter fangs, and knows how to alienate me best. I hear the OLD_DATA twisting in Leshy’s walls, whispering, pounding in my ears. It taunts, but it takes more enjoyment in the weight of my chains. Even if I possessed the ability to be Leshy’s student again, I knew it would not allow me.

So I ignored his prayer like the god I am.

[swgohgamer]

WEEK 79: I got all of Jabba’s zetas done. I definitely;y want to get the rest of his team up to at least relic level 7, but I’m still on the fence about whether to stop at relic 7 or keep going. I watched YouTube Scrybe Gaming’s video on relic farming and that ended up being really helpful in speeding up my farming of chromium transistors & aurodium heatsinks. But electrium conductors and impulse detectors are still slow going. So on the one hand, I’d like to be done with this team & move on to other things, but on the other hand, this could be a good use case for me to continue refining my relic farming methods. (One thing’s for sure: while it feels like it’s too late at this point to invest any more into the Naboo raid, whenever the next raid comes out I’m going to do my damndest to max the crap out of the personal rewards & get as much Mk3 raid currency as I can get my hands on.) Also, signal data is always slow to farm anyway, and I still have a few omega abilities & mods to wrap up on these guys. I’ve been trying to get an offense triangle with a crit damage primary for Skiff Guard Lando for what feel like weeks now, and for the life of me I haven’t been able to pull one with a speed secondary. So the search continues there.

I did FINALLY finish cataloging all of my equipped mods in spreadsheet form. I even went so far as to document the mods I’ll need for the characters I haven’t unlocked yet. I’m now in the next phase of that mod cleanup project. I’m sorting my unassigned mods by speed, assigning & fixing what I can, selling the ones that nobody needs, and locking the ones that I’m setting aside for the characters who haven’t yet been unlocked. This phase of the project is much more satisfying because filling those empty mod slots is good for TB/TW and is already giving me a considerable amount of breathing room in my mod inventory. (The following phase will consist more of slicing/calibrating mods & farming with a focus on replacing my weaker mods.)

I skipped the Resistance, First Order, Raddus & Finalizer lightspeed bundles this week. I bought them in their previous iteration, so this would just be adding a single relic level. Not worth it. I did buy all of the other ones though, and I definitely had some repeats in some of those packs, but there was just enough new stuff to justify it, I think. The Razor Crest bundle didn’t come up for me at all, because I already have that ship & pilot at the given levels.

Whenever I do decide that I’m done working on Jabba & co, I do think I’ll take a break from my farming path to work on assault battle teams, starting with Duel of the Fates and Peridea Patrol. For all the other assault battles, I already have at least challenge tier 1 done. (Edit: just realized I haven’t cracked CT 1 on Secrets & Shadows, either). I figure I just need to get to a place where I can sim all those and that will have a nice compound effect on my farming going forward. After that, I’d like to do something for my guild, namely beefing up the teams that I put on the front walls for TW defense. My guild uses Geos, Grievous & Padme there. I figure if I invest more in those guys, it’ll force our opponents to burn a strong team to get through. Although our guild now has over 400M GP, so we should be getting droid brain rewards even if we get second place in TW as long as everyone participates.