Hello earthlings, your favourite aliens back! Well, not favourite, I probably don't even make it to the top fifty, but let a guy have dreams.
I am currently drowned in exams and two days late on my art commissions schedule, but I've just eaten coffee beans thinking it was chocolate (don't do that, kids) and decided that it's time for a new BSfLM.
@weirdly-specific-but-ok , tagging you because I haven't bothered you in a while. Read this coffee induced masterpiece and cry.
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So, since @randomvoices and @zonzolik asked about the cults, I'll talk about...well, the cults. And now, mortals, IT'S SHOWTIME. Neil Gaiman have your mercy, for the worst is yet to come.
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Okay, buckle your seatbelts, here's the story of how I almost got dragged into a cult. Welcome to hell.
Alrighty-almighty, it all starts, as it will end, in some little russian town. You know, these little towns that seem to only exist to say things like "this famous guy was born there", "that famous guy tried to sleep there for a night but was met with a lot of suspicion", "that one blorbo on the net got dragged into a cult there", etc. You see what I'm talking about.
"But, Ash, why were you in this town?", you ask.
The truth is, I don't know. We were looking for a place to sleep, then God decided that my life will be a crossover between Florida News and those traumatic fairy tales from your childhood that you remember all your life, and threw me there. Hi!
So, we arrive there, it's late, almost everyone is sleeping, and we need to stay unnoticed for runaway reasons. The villagers, however, are not very eager to welcome two black haired strangers carrying an impressive amount of close combat weapons. After a bit of useless bargaining, we realised that it's time to pack our bags and hitch the road.
So, we get a loaf of bread for dinner and go away, trying to look very offended. Historians don't say if it was effective. We're almost gone when we see a guy who yells us that there's a small community of monks in the woods who usually welcome well minded strangers.
Sleep in a monastery is better than no sleep at all, we decide, and go in the woods. We arrive, the monks are nice even if not very monkish, they give us some mushroom stew and send us to sleep.
I don't know what they put in the stew, but we both sleep for more than three days. When we wake up, they're all nice, all seem very worried that we haven't woken up earlier. We apologize for abusing their hospitality and ask if we could do something to make up for it. We may be punk, but we have a heart. They happily agree and we spend an unknown amount of days alternating between enormous amounts of sleep and chopping wood, collecting flowers, brewing beer, and other monastery stuff.
We start thinking about leaving, but every time we mention it, they ask us if we could help with something else, and make clear that they won't tell us where they put our travel bags (with the guns inside.). Now that we live with them, we can see that they don't look like monks at all. Neither of us knows a lot about Christianity, but I'm pretty sure monks aren't supposed to wear flower crowns, sleep together, and sing songs about how Nature is a massive slay. They're hippies, we think, nice ones, and keep chopping wood.
They seem pretty excited about the full moon. Is God supposed to look at us through the moon's eye? Is God the moon? Were they secretly werewolves? Who knows. But they were acting very strange when we mentioned it. Told us that we need to see the full moon ceremony, that it will change our lives.
We help them decorate the woods, and put a small monolith around which it's going to take place. They ask Beez to pick a goat, because they're going to do a thing in our honour. Goat meat stew? Why not. Another 2 day-long nap later, it's the full moon. They give us white robes. Beez insists to keep all the things they haven't put away under them. The black-white combo doesn't look good, but it works.
We reunite in the clearing. As soon as the moon appears, they start singing. I don't know that song but it sounds metal. I'm joining them, stammering some lyrics about burning Christians. It fortunately goes unnoticed.
And then, the goat arrives. It's very clear that there won't be any stew. Beez looks at me. I look at Beez. And we run like our lives are in danger, which is probably true. Without the robes, we're almost invisible in the night. And we mindlessly run for dear life, two days of running almost without stopping. I don't know if they sent people after us, but they didn't catch us.
So, yeah, here's how we survived a moonlight cult, and people from said cult obtained two brand new backpacks, a dozen guns, perfectly done passports (it was awful to redo these without being found) and half a loaf of bread. Hope they remember us.
Remember, children, always trust suspicious strangers. Fun adventures might happen.
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Credits for Interlude 1:
Art by @mayhemchicken-artblog
Story by @thegoatsongs
Edited by @dathen
Image descriptions (alt text) by @dathen, @mayhemchicken-artblog, and @thegoatsongs
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Dialogue transcripts:
Panel 1
Voice (offscreen): I never thought I’d be nostalgic for English tea and scones.
Shop signs: Aerated Bread Co. Bakery Tearoom Est. 1864
Panel 2
Mina: Well, never hesitate to ask for anything from Arthur. He loves treating his guests.
Irene: He’s said so himself; it’s very sweet of him.
Panel 3
Irene (voiceover): Speaking of sweet, I didn’t expect your husband to ask for my autograph.
Mina (voiceover): Oh, yes, Jonathan loves opera!
Panel 4
Mina: So…when you return home, will you take up singing again?
Panel 5
Irene: We have no home to return to.
Panel 6
Irene: We will find a home here, even if we have to fight for it. I am tired of running.
Panel 7
Mina: You have friends here, now. We’ll make sure you find a place here. Jonathan will help find work for Godfrey.
Panel 8
Irene: You are too kind, Mina. Thank you.
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@bread-ghost Submitted:
alhaitham & reader dynamic
feeble scholar? not with that PHYSIQUE on god. i want him to punch me so hard that i black out & wake up on the way to helgen
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THIS SHIT TOOK ME OUT I STG 😭😭
Im simultaneously in shock someone noticed this dynamic ive been pushing, and am so fucking estatic u made a meme abt it <333
The reader/MCs may or may not display this behavior bc this is how i feel abt alhaitham all the fucking time in game 💀
Sumeru quest was just constantly me screaming at the screen: "u cant "im a little nerd guy" ur way out of this one, u literally starting a coup against the government alhaitham???!!!!"
Its the body builder arms that simply put his argument at a disadvantage immediately
ANYWAY TYSM FOR MEMES SPECIFICALLY FOR MY BS THIS MEANS MORE THAN U KNOW LIKE ITS PERFECT IN EVERY WAY POSSIBLE 😭💖💖💝💝💝
Safe Travels & Happy New Year Bread Ghost!!
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