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[dapplesndruids]

This was the end - the true end after so many near misses.

Darko, in all his psychotic glory, stood before the 4 soul riders while the fifth was restricted by his one-arm chokehold, a syringe filled with bright green viscous liquid pointed at the veins on her neck.

Dark Horse serum, and a perfected version at that according to Darko. One dosage delivered IV of that poison would be enough to allow him to meld her mind in his hands and modify her body as he saw fit. Having the very same power that Aideen brought the island into existence with and utilized to imprison Garnok all at his disposable - he was so close to crafting his true magnum opus, the reason behind the extensive research to perfect the drug; his perfect weapon.

The soul riders could do nothing; one step forward from any of them, Darko warned, and he would plunge the needle straight into their friend's neck. Do nothing, and, well, you could delay the inevitable. Either way, Aideen's power was going to fall into his hands; and there was nothing they could do about it.

"Seems we've all come to an agreement, yes?" Darko smirked, his voice lilted and nearly playful, "Don't worry my dear, the pain won't last too long." He spoke into the fifth's ear in an ill-mannered attempt to soothe her trembling and quiet sobs. All that incessantly flashed through her mind was Mr. Anwir - what he became.

Darko slowly brought the needle closer to his target vein, his signature smirk seeming to grow closer and closer to his eyes the closer he become to the injection site - he was just having too much fun to make it any quicker. The fifth squirmed, jolting her head and body in a feeble attempt to release herself from his grip. However, his grip strength was seemingly unhuman, and did not match his average build. She realized then and there that he was more than likely no the type to be above experimenting his own drug on himself. The deep track scars up his arms from years of injection abuse proved her theory. There was truly no way out.

"5, 4, 3..." Darko nearly whispered in her ear, enjoying the psychological torment he was delivering. Joy encapsulated his heart - soon, he would have what he had worked so hard for -

His counting was cut off by the sudden inability to speak due to lack of oxygen deliverance to his lungs. Both of his arms went limp, allowing the fifth soul rider to escape his grasp. She lurched forward and tripped, falling on the ground and rolling over, body and mind still locked in a complete state of shock. Looking up at her previous captor, she figured the hallucination was just a side effect of shock. But, peering around at the soul riders' faces who were equally as horrified and stuck, unsure of what to do, she knew the scene before her was not merely a psychological creation.

Darko, serum now having dropped out of his hand and long forgotten, grasped and scratched desperately at his neck as a long purple tentacle slowly wrapped itself tighter and tighter around his neck, it's snake-like movements reaching closer and closer to his chin.

With one hard tug, another tentacle that had wrapped itself around his midsection pulled him down to the ground, the man landing on his back with a hard 'thud'.

As Darko blinked the tears of shock away from his eyes in an attempt to clear his fading vision, he felt every last drop of blood drain from his head, and it wasn't do to only the constriction.

A man peered down at him, a smirk with much more respect and power behind it than his own plastered on his face. The wrinkled features and one bright green eye (SSL look) were two things that Darko would recognize anywhere, as he despised the beholder of them for years.

"Did you really think my master would kill me so easily? Did you think that I would let power that belongs to me fall into your hands?" Mr. Sands smiled in finality had he stepped on the vermon's mouth below him with his boot, slowly applying more and more pressure, the enthralling feeling of facial bones slowly cracking beneath his weight. His 4 subordinates circled around him, an equally bright gleam in their eyes at the beholding of Darko's torture.

"You fool."

[revengehorse]

how playing sso feels when you care about the story

“He would not fucking say that” except its the badly written source material so he did, in fact, say that

[elinefromsso]

hmmm foreshadowing

[mellowluka]

The new Aideen Reborn race is so funny to me because like. We’re Aideen reborn, running the race that’s supposed to be like being like her- it’s way funnier than it should be

“You’re like Aideen herself!” Thank you Isebell it’s almost like I am XDD

[jackels-in-space]

I’m sorry but please stop using AI.

Not only does it use other people’s work as base training (let’s not forget about the fact that C.AI creators have been taking fics to build up chat bots) it also like…destroys the environment.

They need computers capable of giving you quick responses and that generates heat and what cools things down? AC and water.

Genuinely go search it up it’s insane.

Stop using AI.

If you feel like you want to post and you’re like “oh but I don’t think I’m good enough” I sympathise I really do every writer friend I know has had that exact same experience but you’re never gonna get better if you don’t try.

You’re never gonna learn anything if you use AI so stop assisting big corporations in destroying the world and actually try.

If you feel scared about your actual writing if it’s any good or not I am so happy to beta it for you but please just try that’s all I’m asking.

I’ve supplied a couple of links so you know I’m talking bullshit but please do your own investigation <3

[revengehorse]

absolutely nothing against op/anyone who is upset about this update

but i’m a 2015 player and it’s just a bridge can we pls acknowledge and prioritize actual issues within the game

Nooooo wait! Where did my super precarious bridge go?

I've been playing ALOT of Red Dead Redemption 2 recently, and I finally got the bug to play Star Stable again. What is this abomination? It's a video game! If you keep falling off the bridge, get good scrub!!! Don't take my bridge away from me.

[unstablestablegirl]

the first of a few drawings I’ve been working on of the starstable soul riders and ofc I had to start with my girl Linda 🌜

[ofhoovesandheart]

tis the season!!

[elisedarkheart]

request/gift for @sergeykot11

» yeah, I turned my friend fur(?)sona into Darko again because I can [aaaaah, I want to be cool as him jksksks]

[dorianwolfforest]

Big things happening in the star stable community

[adelaideoldburg]

[corinne-eaglebridge-sso]

pst pst sse include nsh in the next retrofit batch

[breashasso]

What's your name? B.o.B? So, they calling you Bob?

[sshadovv]

sweet little Meteor I love his old look too much

[sso-maev]

PUTTING JORVIK ON THE MAP: SIZE AND LOCATION

WHERE IS JORVIK?

Finding Jorvik’s exact location is actually pretty easy.

”Jorvik, located somewhere between Norway, Iceland, and the British Isles, of which it was once part, is a nexus of worlds.” - Jorvik Calling, Prologue.

This is still a pretty large area, but one that’s significantly narrowed down by reading Four Stories from Jorvik. Anne’s segment Midnight Sun establishes that Jorvik is at the very least partly above the arctic circle, to the point where Anne can see it while riding by Jorvik Stables in the middle of the night. This also puts Jorvik pretty close to the tectonic rift between the European and American continental plates, which handily explains why Jorvik is a volcanic Island.

HOW BIG IS JORVIK?

Jorvik’s size requires a bit more speculation, and I’m relying on two book sources.

1: Jorvik stables is a bus trip from Jorvik city.

Anne lives in Jorvik City but goes to school with the other soul riders in Jarlaheim, and has her horse at Jorvik stables. We know that she goes there by bus, so the distance between Jarlaheim and Jorvik City shouldn’t be too large; I’m capping the max length of the bus ride to about an hour.

2: Valedale is less than a day’s ride from the wineyard.

In The Legend Awakens, Elizabeth and the soul riders are heading to Pi’s Swamp and sleep over at the Wineyard. The soul riders wake up late and leave after having eaten breakfast and lunch. The sun is ”at its highest point in the sky” when they leave, so probably around 1-2PM. It’s twilight when they arrive, and the Baroness comments that they showed up in time for the evening feeding of the horses. Since the days are shorter in late October/early November, which is when this chapter takes place, we can guess that they arrived at around 5-6 PM.

Mapping out the most likely routes for these two trips, the route to the Wineyard is about a third of the bus route from Jorvik City to Jarlaheim. Additionally, the bus would drive on average ~70 km/h because of Jorvik’s smaller roads. The average walking speed of a horse is 6 km/h.

Now, the Valedale-Wineyard trip could take anywhere between 3-5 hours, but I’m inclined to believe that it’s on the lower end of that scale to keep Anne’s commute as short as possible. That leaves us with a 18 km long ride, and a 54 km long bus tour that takes 46 minutes. Pretty reasonable!

RESULTS

With these new measurements, we can figure out the actual distance between different places on Jorvik. Most importantly, we can measure the absolute width from Jorviks westernmost to easternmost point: 92 km, or ~57 miles!

Having figured out an estimate of the island’s size and location, we can now put Jorvik on the map!