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"I think I'm lost."
"What do you mean?" Angelica laughed, "You're at home, what do you mean you're lost."
Estrella sighed. "Inside."
"Ah."
"Yeah." Angelica sighed, a long drawn out, tired sound, "Oh Estrella, my love. Did you wander too far?" Estrella nodded even though it was silent it was understood. "Where did you go?"
"I don't know."
"My love, where is your light?"
"I don't know."
"Alright my love, where are you not?"
[And] This gave pause because as lost as she felt Estrella never thought to wonder where she wasn't.
"I'm not at home, or outside, it's dark here."
"Dark you say, the dark can be haunting. What else?" Estrella sighed, standing up somewhere dark.
"It's quiet, not in the silent kind of way though, it's uncomfortable, empty, there's too much space around me and it's colder than it is warm."
"Dark, quiet, and empty, it's cold and uncomfortable. Sounds a lot like home, doesn't it?" Estella choked but didn't reply, too afraid the hurt would sound too much like rage.
"Can you stand, my love?" Estrella nodded, slowly, finding a place to set her feet. "Why don't you walk around for a little while? Try one, just one first." Estrella took a step back, something in her trembling violently. "Foward, Estrella."
"I'm scared."
"That's okay."
"I can't."
"Then you should."
"Angelica!"
"Estrella." Estrella cried, something about putting one foot in front of the other terrified her more than staying in the dark. She tried to take a step forward and it hurt like something she never could've imagined, and she jumped back.
"I can't do it. I can't. I can't." For once, Angelica didn't respond. "Angelica? Angelica where'd you'd go?"
"I'm here." Estrella exhaled in relief,
"I can't do it."
"Try again."
"But I can't. Angelica, I can't. I can't do it." Something small and gold began to float about, no bigger than a firefly, it swirled as if it was dancing. Estrella took a step towards it, and it fluttered away, before long Estrella was on a chase, the little golden finch always three steps ahead and then it was gone, and the world was dark again. Estrella cried, looking around solemnly, feeling more lost than she arrived, but somewhere in the distance, some 50 feet ahead was a brighter place than she was. She moved there without thinking about her feet and in that little circle was a grass so green it didn't seem real. "Angelica?"
"Yes, my love?" She sounded tired now,
"I think I did it." Estrella smiled, "I did it."
"I'm so proud of you my love."
"It's not a lot, just a space, but it's better than the dark."
"It's better than the dark." She smiled, curling up in her place high in the sky, "That it is."
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Day 3 of my favourite Avatar polls, each poll will run for 1 week and will release daily in alphabetical order of entities.
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TMA Avatar Polls
Here's a Masterlist of the TMA Avatar Polls
The Buried : Hezekiah Wakeley
The Corruption: Jane Prentiss
The Dark : Manuela Dominguez
The Desolation : Agnes Montague
The End : Oliver Banks
The Extinction : Garland Hiller
The Eye : Jonathan Sims
The Flesh : Jared Hopworth
The Hunt : The Admiral
The Lonely : Martin Blackwood
The Slaughter : Melanie King
The Spiral : Michael 'The Distortion' Shelley
The Stranger : Nikola Orsinov
The Vast : Michael 'Mike' Crew
The Web : Annabelle Cane
Non-Avatars : Georgie Barker
Really?? Not the Dark, for what (& who) might be back there? Yeah, "meat = the flesh" and whatever, but I don't think the lamb chops & bacon is causing the fear here. It's whatever else might be back in the Meat Department.
nooo! nooooo!! stop this instant "meat = the flesh" mindset. it is not true. This is the work of the Stranger, someone eating on a beach (normal) facing parallel to the coast (odd) eating (normal) raw meat (odd). This is the Spiral, making you do a double-take and then starting to fear the insanity in front of you. This is the Dark, not knowing what else this man has eaten, or- if they'll eat you? What if they are not spiral nor stranger and are instead, the Hunt? What if you are their chosen next prey? This feeling of "what if" coincides in the Dark!
Beach day
@entities-of-posts y'know I'm not sure. The Spiral, for not being able to trust yourself and what you have done? The Stranger, for something you know so well-something you created-being broken and just, wrong? Maybe the Eye, being accusatory and Knowing exactly what it was you have done? Or the Dark, of you not knowing what you have done nor what is blaming you for it nor what is coming next?
It's something, I'll tell ya that much, but I don't know what
ive been writing this program to keep track of when you do day to day tasks like doing dishes/laundry. anyways my streak of “bugs in things i write manifesting as infinite loops of unexpectedly poignant user prompts” continues
There is a shirt somewhere on this god forsaken platform within a post that says something along the lines of 'Edmund Halley is alive and is trying to destroy the sun' and i cant fucking find it, where is it. It was a website where you made custom shirt designs too.
TMA Episode Bracket
absolutely fucking love how Poseidon is Buried, especially considering his earthquakes <3 Hestia as lonely is a really interesting idea :D
The Magnus Archives Entities as Greek Gods
The Vast - Zeus
The all powerful, infinite cosmic force that is both the king of the gods and the fear of insignificance. The fear of falling, and of openness. Pray that when lightning strikes, you will not taste ozone on your tongue.
The Buried - Poseidon
The ocean could very well be a part of the Vast, but they are fundamentally opposed. The same sides of a coin, one side pewter the other side copper. Two kings that rule next to each other yet are complete opposites. Pray that his brutal storms do not swallow you whole, crushing you under the weight of his world.
The End - Hades
He is the one inevitability of the world. He waits, passive, for victims. The other gods squabble and bicker and play their games while he looks on from the Underworld and knows that he is the ultimate winner. It is pointless to hope that he will not claim you eventually. Pray that you will be contented when he does.
The Web - Athena
The goddess of strategy, of weaving and trickery and cunning. She once cursed a girl to become a spider for her insolence. Pray that she does not lay her marionette strings over you, for then you will never know free will again.
The Slaughter - Ares
The god of war, and the gleam of bloodshed in your eyes and the eyes of the person on the other end of the battlefield. Pray that the blood streaking your hands and face is not your own.
The Corruption - Aphrodite
She is love, and the unbecoming of it all. The deadly force that eats away at your soul and changes you into someone you don't recognize anymore. She whispers that she is the most good and right form of the world, but her kiss is made of rot. Pray that her love will not break you apart piece by piece.
The Eye - Apollo
The god of the sun, who sees all the occurs in the daylight. Prophecy, truth, and the goings on of the world are the way he idles his time away. Pray that you are not intriguing enough to catch his vicious interest.
The Lonely - Hestia
She is the goddess of the hearth, of warmth and of family. Yet it was she who was foisted out of Olympus to make way for Dionysus. She tends to a hearth with no visitors to warm themselves by it. Pray that she does not beckon you to join her by the empty fire.
The Stranger - Dionysus
His parties are the raucous screams in the night, and people who walk in will never walk out the same person. There will always be something a little bit off about them. Pray that when the wine touches your lips you will still recognize yourself the next morning.
The Desolation - Hephaestus
Ugly, marred and disfigured. His wife refuses to look at him. He burns with a rage that he cannot distinguish as self hatred or as loathing for the world he lives in. He toys with the fire in his forge and the burns are the only thing that bring him joy anymore. Pray that he does not look at you with that fiery hatred in his eyes.
The Hunt - Artemis
She hunts in the dead of night, armed by the protection of the moon. Occasionally she enlists help. But always, she will dedicate herself to the next hunt. Pray you are not next.
The Flesh - Prometheus
He built humans out of clay. He built them with imperfections they would see in the mirror and insecurities that feel like a gaping pit in their chest. The god of innovation is also a god who wants their passions to hurt. Pray that when he creates you, your imperfections do not swallow you whole.
The Spiral - Janus
Doors and transitions and new beginnings but also endings all rolled into one. Everything and anything but also nothing and no one. He is a two faced god of deception and lies, and you can never trust what either face tells you. Pray for truth, but there is no point.
The Dark - Nyx
She's always there. Waiting for Apollo to leave. You're not safe from her. No matter how much you try to convince yourself otherwise, the most animal part of your brain will always fear her. Pray that she smiles at you without teeth as she watches while you sleep.
The Extinction - Pan
He is the god of nature, and there is no length he will not go to in order to protect it. Mankind is but a blemish on the world. The wild, untamable forces of nature will conquer it eventually. Pray that you will be overlooked when it floods the cities and burns the crops.
Oh hell nah run
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All the entities of the Magnus archives in one place because i learnt that the Tumblr photo limit was higher than I thought.
Anyways this has been a fun series to draw for and have enjoyed seeing you guys feedback for it
OK so I'm relistening to the magnus archives episode 86, and Martin seems to have kept picture of an attractive, shirtless man in one of the files. To be fair they were relevant to the statement but still
This came to me in a dream so I'm not sure if this has been done or not but-
TMA fear entities as Hozier songs:
I think Take me to Church covers all of them pretty well.
The flesh: Eat your young
The Desolation: Arsonist's lullaby/ Would that I
I feel these were kinda obvious.
The Extinction: Wasteland, baby
The Hunt: Shrike
The Spiral: Unknown/Nth
The Corruption: Movement
The Dark: As it was/ Sunlight
The Slaughter: To Noise Making
The Beholding: Be
I feel It Will Come Back fits all the entities really well but espically: The Lonely
Sketchuary / Week 3
The Earthy / The Sweet / The Power / The Light / The Dark / The Shot / The Through
Elizabeth B.
ENTITY AU POST!!! What the fuck is wrong with my mind-
The photo is for Jonathan who i call Joanne for a both name, he stands on the far left, Jackson an OC who’s a end avatar and the eldest, he’s the one with the uncanny eye Mask, and the girl is Jackolyn the youngest and an OC Vast avatar.
The Spiral, The Buried or The Extinction in the comment box bc i can’t fit all of them-
Wallow (They/She)
Avatar of the Dark
The Grimm Troupe gathers the last flames of civilizations to feed The Nightmare Heart, it has been this way since as long as any of them can remember. There are the occasional defectors, helping to banish the Heart, but as far as they’re aware, Wallow is the only to attempt to starve it. Seeking the flames to extinguish them rather than collect them for the ritual, they were eventually cast out of the troupe. Then the light of The Radiance tried to enter their mind, and she hid in the darkest shadows to keep her at bay. Now they skulk, continuing to try and snuff out lights of civilization to stave the Heart and erase the Radiance, to make them fade away once and for all, and return the world to one of unenlightened beasts, blind to any future gods' light.
returning from the Dark :
Do you guys think that the statements would taste different for whatever fear it is. I feel like they would, so I made a list of what I think they would taste like.
Spiral: sour rainbow belts
End: green grapes
Eye: mint
Lonely: tomato soup
Vast: cotton candy
Corruption: apple that’s slightly gone bad
Flesh: beef
Hunt: chicken
Slaughter: that one red sour jelly thingy that you put on sour candies frkm like juicy drops
Desolation: spicy chicken
Dark: dark chocolate
Burried: potatoes
Extinction: green apple
Web: purple grapes
Stranger: bubble gum
so imagine being jon after the coma and reading a statement and it’s like BAM!! BUBBLE GUM. !