Felicity

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Huh, ok so first shoutout to Simple and Clean for the opening from KH1, that is god tier awesome. Persona 3 as well is mmmmm, shame the animation was less than on point. My favourite opening in general though isn't actually the opening of the game per se. Shin Megami Tenseis menu screen theme is my favourite because of how at odds with the rest of the game it is. It belies a world of horror, death, strife, conflict and philosophical fuckery with these calm, relaxing and veritably beautiful notes and that is very unique within the games OST, mostly comprised of rock, metal, grungey kinds of music or just downright creepy warbling. I figured that seeing as it's one of the first things you experience of the game aside from the ACTUAL opening it fit well enough.

This is a bleak, crimson world and there are only two inhabitants. One person stands tall, their back is to the red light in the sky and it casts a supreme shadow over everything they can see. They stare, cold, steel eyes gleaming endlessly into the middle distance as though to pierce the shroud between worlds. I can’t tell their gender. They have long, wispy black hair that floats in the air around them like an aria, supported by a nonexistent wind blowing through it. Their lips are full and the colour of raspberries covered in frost. Their features are sharp and angular with a curved nose and a long, narrow jaw. Their body is silhouetted by the light but they look thin. Not frail, or gaunt, just thin. Like a metal pole. Their eyes are terrifying and indifferent. They are still beautiful. I shiver in terror and pleasure when I see them and no matter how much I dwell on this I just don’t understand. If I had lips, a gasp of ecstasy would soon escape them. This implacable attraction is indescribable. The other inhabitant isn’t a person, so far as I can see. Maybe it was a person, once, I don’t think I’ll ever know. This inhabitant is a writhing orb of black limbs that tapers off into shadowy fingers, they spread out from the core, the shifting mass disturbingly alive in it’s sinister, sinuous movements. It gropes out, further and further as my seconds shift ahead. Soon the hands find the person and on the slightest touch of her feet the fingers of shade recoil, winding around itself, looping over itself again and again in a frenzied motion of absurd defense. Eventually it calms down and begins to grope out again. Once, a hand almost reached the edge of the person's shadow but before it crossed the boundary into the crimson kiss of light the shadow seemed to inexplicably extend. The person hadn’t moved, I would have noticed. I look back but their shadow hadn’t changed either, what had happened? Eventually the orbs hands find the person again. This time they hesitantly brush against her silhouetted skin, cautious. She is motionless. She? Why did I decide she was a woman now? I look into their features and start to see some femininity in her features. Her body is still obscured but when I look closer it doesn’t seem to be the darkness of her cast shadow hiding her. I just couldn’t see. I looked at the orb, expecting some new revelation about that. All I could see was that, rather than opaque shadow, the thing seemed to be made of dark, roiling smoke. Or maybe the thunderclouds of a particularly grim storm. The stormy shade continued to explore the woman and her body. One hand cupped her cheek, it seemed like an affectionate motion. Then it tried to dart past her face, through the halo of ebony hair that mirrored the hands shade. Those haunting, grey eyes flashed wide and bright, animated by wrath, and I almost broke. The orb recoiled again and this world, so bleak and empty, overflowed with a silent roar of anguish. No sounds were made but tremors shook my body, listening to it was so painful. Limbs broke apart, dispersing like a gas and dropping to the floor as the mass coalesced into a horrid sludge that fell toward the ground and deeper into her shadow. It was clear to me then what she was. She was the warden of the orb and also the bars that kept it within its cell of shade. A shadowy limb snaked over my eyes. Oh, was I in her shadow?

the title makes this sound like a horror movie and im 100% ok with that standard felicitations to everyone.

hello I think I fought this person it was fun? I can't remember so let's do it again ayyyyyyyy lmaoam

THE UNDENDING CACOPHANY OF WEEABOOS

so i'm paying six dollars but just under five pounds? yay for exchange rates? I've been gifted almost three years here. Happy to give back.

Well done.

So a while ago I bought the guidebook the the Dresden files roleplaying game. This game is actually really, really easy to translate into a role-playing format here For those who don't know the series, the Dresden Files is a book series taking place in the supernatural world, following Chicago wizard Harry Dresden and his experiences with this world. In this RP you would take the place of other residents of the world, mortal, changeling or monstrous as you try to survive and thrive against the horrific odds. Believe me, they are horrific. This is a franchise near and dear to me and I know the basic rules damned well. Through sheer familiarity I can build a city for you to explore, populated by the various factions and powers of the Dresdenverse. The guidebook provides a basis for testing if actions work out well a la tabletop games and the world itself allows for a lot of variety in creating your characters. Here's a short rundown of who you could play. A Mortal: Your run of the mill person. Some of you have magic powers like the Wizards of the White Council, some of you have incredibly strong faith like the Knights of the Cross and those who work with them, some of you have a black belt, a chainsaw and a history as an ex-cop to see you through the day. Either way you are a part of the collectively strongest and individually weakest races in this verse. Just about everything is stronger, smarter, faster or better connected than you. You, on the other hand, are savvy to the ways of the world and its not so hidden supernatural truths. Myths tell you how to kill a lot of baddies so if you know your stuff and have some skill you can make your mark in some witless monsters skull. Whatever happens, you have the choice on how you want to act. You can, through an obscene force of will, defy a god regardless of the consequences. The grisly, bloody consequences. Changelings: Demi-humans. Man, some faeries are sexy. So are a lot of other supernatural entities. A lot of them aren't so pretty but somehow, for better or worse, they got laid. Born to a mortal and supernatural parent each you possess aspects of both, maybe you're large and bulky cuz a troll got your mum pregnant, maybe you're gorgeous and charismatic because you were born of one of the Sidhe. You may also be a vampire, recently turned but not yet completely given in to the bloodlust that consummates your monstrous covenant. Maybe you're a lycanthrope, somewhere in between beast and human. Y'all know the gist of Demi. Whilst you may be somewhat swayed by your monstrous half you haven't yet committed to life as a vanilla mortal or monster alike and so you're still generally in control of your choices. Monsters: Faeries, Vampires, Demons, Fallen Angels (Ok maybe not these guys, they're fucking strong), ghosts, ghouls, any number of the typical baddies you see in the world. These are the things that go bump in the night and typically don't have a moral compass that points north. Or a compass at all. These are the reasons human beings don't venture out into the night without a care. you will, yes, be able to play as monsters. The drawback is that you have no Choice, that lies in the hands of mortals. You are compelled to follow your base instincts and racial compulsions. Faeries cannot lie, Vampires feed, Ghouls are demented, all magical beings are bound to their word when given and all must adhere to the rules of the Unseelie accords, the old laws that keep the brutality in check and prevent you from tearing someone apart when they offered you hospitality. This will involve playing the role and playing it as accurately as possible. Monsters don't develop their characters, they just get stronger or they die. Each of you are bound, through bad luck or bad decisions, to one of the Sidhe by a debt and this one has a task for all of you. Set out into the darker parts of the city of Leicester to accomplish your goal or weasel your way out of your debt. Who's in?