#world building; monster

[bells-of-black-sunday]

Humans and monsters master post Tag

Overview

The Monster Hunters Guild

Animal Spirits | The Fae and Nymphs

Vampires | Werewolves

Magical Arts

Misc. Info

[skyburkson]

New World Headquarters for the Research Commission, Formation of The Hunter’s Guild: The Settlement of Astera or The Settlement of Astera or Astera (Monster Hunter: World) made by hand primarily from paper (also floral wire, toothpicks, epoxy resin) 28” x 20” diameter

My largest miniature yet and certainly the most densely constructed. This piece took me 5 months, chipped through well over 1k blades, 4 pads of bristol paper, countless sheets of cardstock, 3 bottles of glue, 48 LEDs, and a liter of clear cast resin. For scale photo scroll all the way down!

I kept a weekly journal documenting the process for free reads on my Patreon over here: https://www.patreon.com/collection/60826

[markerslinger]

Above and below. Informational posters from the Realm of Kong.

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[vcreatures]

Sometimes referred to as the Sea Mandrake the Deadman’s Kelp are particularly rare and quite difficult to harvest. Deadman’s kelp is a piece of maritime botany that both seafarers and sea witches alike covet and actively seek. 

Sired by the decomposing bodies of shipwrecked fisherman or sailors these plants are used for their unique ability to call the winds or sway the seas, not unlike the conch of a Triton. However, the art of taming a Deadman’s kelp is a difficult one. If not properly utilized, what could have been the aid of a gentle wind or moving current could bring upon a massive storm. A Deadman’s kelp’s mouth, when above the water, must be covered at all times. Allowing it to wale above the waves, uncontrolled, would spell disaster. What would seem an easy fete can be difficult when Deadman’s Kelp mouths are typically gaping maws filled with serrated teeth and their bodies a wriggling, slimy, mass of flesh and detritus. 

Mermaids are not fond of these abominations of the sea and typically do away with them if encountered. 

[cinemamind]

A personal head-canon I always held regarding "Cloverfield's" title.

Assuming we -the audience- are seeing found footage from a past event, how much of the world has changed since the initial monster attack?

In this alternate future (our present), Central Park is turned into a memorial as part of a massive rebuilding effort. A place where the dead and missing are commemorated by clovers (which represent love, luck, faith and hope).

All of the green in Central Park is reduced to a small clover field at the heart of Ground Zero.

[psalidodont]

The Hellbender, or Corridor salamander is a kind of reptile that enjoy lurking on crypts and very dark, damp, and ancient dungeons. They're very fond of sitting on corridors (hence their other common name) and use their long, almost endless tails as sensory organs to detect unfortunate explorers that were looking for some sort of treasure. The first thing they see once they step on their tails, alongside hearing a screech is a big gaping jaw full of knife like teeth coming at them in a serpentine like motion.

[kinerxy]

Feralytosis

The werewolf disease

Different specimens of the primate order can be affected by this rare sickness.

The main symptoms are a total change in the anatomy of the body, increase in size, elongation of the muzzle and a great appetite for meat, preferably of the species of the infected subject.

lýkos-protanthropos Primordial Were-man.

The Protanthropos is a cuadrupedal animal with great intelligence and are very sociable, they're often found in big groups or tribes, ruled by a dominant (Alpha) pair.

These creatures can spread the sickness throught bites and corporal fluids, altought the percentage of surviving a direct attack of any of these beasts is close to none.

lykánthropos Homo sapiens lycaon.

The illness is believed to have spread to the human world when the outcast Lycaon started his reign over Arcadia, Greece.

Starting generations of disease that stretches into modern times, despite this, werewolves are nearly extinct due to the extensive hunt made by humans.

(top to bottom) lýkoseráida & lýkosnános

These are examples of small variations of the sickness, these are rather exotic due to the spreading method of the disease.

these creatures are often formed by experimentation rather than a natural contagion.

[personostient]

Can we get a scary and seductive rose monster PLEASE

ya ok 🌹💙

[cosmopoliturtle]

Blustering and Bright

"O Saint, to whom was tasked to bury this dying world. Bring back to us a fledgling grown into a falcon true, who has the wherewithal to carry the mantle of the Pantheon higher than we ever could.

We were fools, unaware of the journey we would have to set you on. If we had known this unkindness was even possible, we would have made you stronger: armed you with skin of stone, with greater tusks than the ones snapping after you.

All we have is the Divine Fire– the last candlelight for this world’s vigil. Let nothing smother it; use it to light the forge in your heart. Shape weapons from across the kingdoms to fend off the hordes, and when they crash against you, fashion armour so you may crash back. Like a comet from the stars, let your fury be as blustering and bright as you can muster."

[emberglowfox]

monstah huntah

[bonebrokebuddy]

“I don’t understand why you’re so adamant on asking me this, Hal. I just mentioned to Barry that I talked with the head Easter Bunny once and now everyone keeps asking me if I think the Easter Bunny is real! Why do people keep asking me? I’ve met them. I don’t understand why I have to ‘believe’ in the Easter Bunny for them to be real! They exist!”

Hal put his hands up and stepped back, clearly not expecting the frustrated and somewhat hostile response of Billy who slumped back into his seat, which was slightly less satisfying in his bulkier body, and began running his hands through his hair.

The repetition of being interrogated over a simple comment was not only bewildering but had gotten increasingly more annoying to answer as somehow the members of The Justice League, the literal most powerful group of people on earth, didn’t seem to understand a piece of basic knowledge.

Billy was not only very tired of being asked the same thing but even more-so he wanted the laughing at his ordinary response to stop.

He paused and looked Hal dead in the eyes then began to speak in the most dead tone Hal had ever heard from the usually cheerful man.

“Hal, I know the Easter Bunnies are real because I had to spend two, very long weeks personally overseeing the creation of their union that made sure they no longer routinely experience unsafe working conditions and helped establish 8 hour working days so they no longer get overworked or are required to do 80 hour weeks prepping for Easter and get punished for doing less or don’t get paid”,

Billy’s previously slow, blank tone grew more rushed and frustrated as he went on,

“I mean, I didn’t even do much other than sit there and look intimidating by throwing around lightning sometimes and make sure the Easter chicks didn’t do any funny business or tamper with the legal process!

It was in all the papers in Fawcett! I had my picture taken with them and everything. But Hal. I can guarantee you that the Easter Bunny exists. Please. Please stop fucking asking me.” Finally done, Billy slumped onto the table with a loud clunk.

Hal stood there shocked for a moment. “Marvel, did you just imply there’s multiple easter bunnies and they established a form of government?!”

Billy, with seemingly tremendous emotional effort, lifted his head from the table by a few inches and looked Hal in the eyes with a pleading tone, “If I just say no, will you please stop asking me?”

“Absolutely not, now I have even more questions”

Billy let his head fall back onto the table with an even louder clunk and groaned.

[bells-of-black-sunday]

The Fae and The Nymphs

The animal spirits aren't the only things that once and still do call the forests home, the fair folk have protected the forests and changed the seasons since as long as they can remember. They're hedonistic in practice and tricksters by trade, many humans are wary to travel the forests alone with them afoot, but many now and days prefer to stay away from the cities and major hiking trails to create their own little communities in the woods.

Usually they're hidden by magic requiring a guide to show you the spot or stumbling upon it yourself, the fae gatherings are times for celebration and revelry sharing song and stories. All are welcome as long as they're respectful and don't make a scene.

The fae

It is said that you should never call them fae and instead use the term fair folk les you want to upset them that being said, many in modern times do not care. Humans have called them fae for centuries and it's an easier way to describe them as saying fair folk encompasses anything from the fae themselves to even unicorns. Fae come in all shapes and sizes, there's some that are more bird-like and others that are your tiny human with wings, but they're all the same type of being.

While the fae used to make deals and pull pranks on humanity previously, now and days they tend to keep to themselves helping change the seasons every year or even moving into more modern jobs like agricultural work or even forest guides. Not that they don't still make deals, they absolutely do especially with witches who need their magic for their work and you still don't want to scorn a fae.

The Nymphs

The nymphs are creatures born of nature itself renowned for their grace and beauty just as much as their ferocity, they encompass all aspects of nature good and bad. Just like the fae they come in all shapes and sizes, but tend to carry aspects from what part of nature they were born from whether it be the animals, the plants, or insects, they all carry some sort of trait from it. Their appearance also changes with the season an example being a nymph with branches for antlers might have blossoms and fruit in the spring and be bare by the time winter comes.

They're secluded creatures with very few around due to the height of the monster hunters guild making it easy for kings courts to seek them out and cage them like prized birds, but as more efforts to conserve nature and it's beauty are pushed more are born from the earth. They typically live in fair folk towns scarcely seeking out humans due to the past, but they all help with the changing of the seasons.

[julymarte]

the Kingdom of Sea is COMPLETELY USELESS to the KoS plot, they'll never step foot in it but it's mermay which means….

[flowerbetweenfangs]

Caged Part Two

(I am currently in a situation where I cannot get pics for the stories. This will hopefully be fixed soon.

This is also a part two of a series, part one can be found here. Reminder, this is a slow burn.

CW: Slavery, but the reader is trying to change/dismantle it in their own way.

Previously: The listener visited a slave market and is now trying to destroy the slavery market by making them pay for run away slaves, but the Lionman they bought may need more than a quick release to truly get their freedom.

"Six days a week, off by the seventeenth mark. The Holy Day you will have off. If you want to go into town during that time, I would suggest an escort." You looked up from the contract, notes jotted on a scrap pieces of paper.

"Since I am your personal property--" Areus began.

"Servant!" You insisted through clenched teeth, cutting him off. "Father and I do not keep slaves."

Your pen flicked across the paper, leaving a few fat drops of ink on the pages.

"Our servants have rights and wages that are livable." You tried to keep your composure and continued to go over the terms written down in front of you. "Six coppers a week to spend as you wish."

You would have to double check the figures, but that seemed right.

"Which, with your diligence bonus, comes to one silver a month, an extra as a present on the Four Season holidays." Maiden Spring, Bride Summer, Mother Autumn and Widow Winter. "With twenty-five silver to one gold, you will be free in just under two cycles."

"If I save all the money I earn." The lionman nodded sagely, fingers laced together. There were scars around the tips of his fingers. The papers declared him "declawed for your protection" and his fangs filed down. No wonder he was nervous.

"Most of your needs will be taken care of." You explained, the hair on the back of your neck standing up. "Food. Clothes. Residence in the servants quarters. Your wages will increase."

"Because I've paid off the debt?" He stared at the contract, tilting his head to try and look at the contract.

"Seniority." You passed it over to him. "The highest paid maid makes five silver a month."

He pondered the words with a furrowed brow and frown. His hands clasped tightly, before he let out his breath.

"If I am your servant, I should be awake and working while you do."

"That would be over twelve marks. You would have no time to yourself."

"I will have Holy Day." He said it almost like he was speaking to a child, before wincing at his tone.

Something told you he wasn't going to concede. You rubbed your palm against your brow. Two mark candles had burned out already. The Notary had gone home, leaving you to do the heaving lifting.

"If you work more than the allotted eleven marks, then you will receive a diligence bonus." You too the contract back and signed the bottom of the contract. "A slightly higher pay. You may earn up to twelve coppers a week and two silvers a month."

"Very well..." He rumbled out the words.

Yeesh, I'm the master but it feels more like he's in charge!

"May I go clean myself off?" He rested his palms on the table.

"Of course, Areus. Apologies for not letting you get to it earlier. I will prepare a nightgown for you tonight. We've sent for a tailor to get your clothing in order."

He stood and made his way to the servants bathing chambers. Long empty thanks to the others getting off on time, he seemed relieved to be alone. Without another word, he closed the door behind him.

Gathering the papers, you sighed in relief. Now you would just have to get used to the new addition to the staff. One gold coin was your father's blessing each month. You'd have to run down and get the appropriate change soon, to properly pay the creature.

Snuffing out the remaining candle, you offered a quick prayer to the Maiden. The symbol of new beginnings and hopefully one that would nurture into something fruitful. Perhaps the Bride to celebrate the new union.

Although this was the start of a master/servant relationship rather than a Holy Union. Bothering her could bring sourness upon the whole arrangement.

Nothing like a Day with Rain to get this into even more of a mess...

Sucking in a breath, you licked your fingers and snuffed out the incense. Closing the Goddess' sight should only be done through pain.

You were finishing putting away the writing supplies when you noticed Areus hadn't signed his name on the bottom of the contract.

Then, a thought struck you. Could he even read or write?

Going up to the door, you listened for splashing. When there was none, you reached a fist up to knock.

Only to hear weeping.

"Areus!?" You called out.

The weeping stopped with some loud sniffling.

"Master?"

Sighing, you considered opening the door. But to have a servant and noble found in such a position... The rumors would spread faster than lamp oil and fire.

"What's the matter?"

Silence answered.

"Areus?"

"My name is one of my many vanities. They ruined it by not letting me care for it. It's all matted, the filth all the way down to my scalp. I fear the only way to release it is to take a razor to the hair."

Frowning, you thought about the implications. A lionman without a mane could make him a target. Humiliations or beatings... It didn't matter.

"Is that all?" You tried to keep your voice from shaking. "I may have some hair ointments that could release it."

"Oh, Master, I could never-"

"Consider it part of your diligence bonus." You opened the door, coughing as all the steam hit you. "Come with me to my chambers. It's not bed time yet."

To be continued...

[bleakbarrows]

Happy Skeleton Sunday

[spoiledleaff]

fantasy au where vessel is a newly ascended god that has usurped the kingdom's throne with the help of a forgotten deity named sleep and ii is his royal advisor and strongest general and iii is a sneaky little king of rogues with the aesthetic of a pirate and iv is the kingdom's most resourceful merchant with a special interest in alchemy and weapons and also they're in love and–