. . . -{ꍟꃴꍟꈤ꓄!}-
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TotK Zonai OC!
Primarily SFW FOCUSED
Muse is 🏳️⚧️!
(Lilith Mun)
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Primarily SFW FOCUSED
Muse is 🏳️⚧️!
(Lilith Mun)
AMAZING OC ART IS BY ROO!!!! GO FOLLOW THEM NOW BEFORE I THROW ROCKS AT YOUUUUU!!!!!
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Eventually, it leads to an area where multiple lightroot that has been Silenced and completely destroyed. A blanket of darkness covers the area as the sound of heavy metal armor clanking and heavy, loud smashes echo from the dark. . .
All of the brightbloom seeds have been smashed to small,-
All of the brightbloom seeds have been smashed to small,-
Farosh immediately headed in the direction of the destruction without a second thought. Each massacred bokoblin camp only reminded her of what she went through… She shook her head. She couldn’t let it get to her. Not when Fucina was in danger.
She pulled out her spear, preparing herself.
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She pulled out her spear, preparing herself.
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-what she'll do with a powerhouse like that. .
That stone of hers did make her one hell of a stonewall when it comes to taking attacks. That's probably why Fucina had so long to write that letter before she fell.
That stone of hers did make her one hell of a stonewall when it comes to taking attacks. That's probably why Fucina had so long to write that letter before she fell.
February 12, 2026 at 3:41 AM
Eventually, it leads to an area where multiple lightroot that has been Silenced and completely destroyed. A blanket of darkness covers the area as the sound of heavy metal armor clanking and heavy, loud smashes echo from the dark. . .
All of the brightbloom seeds have been smashed to small,-
All of the brightbloom seeds have been smashed to small,-
"𝘐𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘴 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴. . .𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳. ."
"Uh huh... then why the armor?"
"𝘐'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰. ."
The zonai does seem a bit under the weather, at least what can be heard from under her armored helmet.
"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩-𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘦, 𝘍𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘩. ."
The zonai does seem a bit under the weather, at least what can be heard from under her armored helmet.
"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩-𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘦, 𝘍𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘩. ."
February 9, 2026 at 10:47 PM
"𝘐𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘴 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴. . .𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳. ."
"𝘐'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰. ."
The zonai does seem a bit under the weather, at least what can be heard from under her armored helmet.
"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩-𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘦, 𝘍𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘩. ."
The zonai does seem a bit under the weather, at least what can be heard from under her armored helmet.
"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩-𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘦, 𝘍𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘩. ."
"Because I can tell. That giggle gave it away."
Lightning was jolting around his body.
Lightning was jolting around his body.
"𝘞-𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘦? . ."
Fucina donned her plate armor, which only bolstered a already insanely high defense even higher
"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵. . .𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦?"
Fucina donned her plate armor, which only bolstered a already insanely high defense even higher
"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵. . .𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦?"
February 9, 2026 at 10:41 PM
"𝘐'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰. ."
The zonai does seem a bit under the weather, at least what can be heard from under her armored helmet.
"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩-𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘦, 𝘍𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘩. ."
The zonai does seem a bit under the weather, at least what can be heard from under her armored helmet.
"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩-𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘦, 𝘍𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘩. ."
"𝘞-𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘦? . ."
Fucina donned her plate armor, which only bolstered a already insanely high defense even higher
"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵. . .𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦?"
Fucina donned her plate armor, which only bolstered a already insanely high defense even higher
"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵. . .𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦?"
Blinking.
"You're not Fucina!"
He's drawing out his sword.
"You're not Fucina!"
He's drawing out his sword.
"𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘺 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘴~"
Cue a giggle that isn't her own, yet holds the same accent.
Cue a giggle that isn't her own, yet holds the same accent.
February 9, 2026 at 10:29 PM
"𝘞-𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘦? . ."
Fucina donned her plate armor, which only bolstered a already insanely high defense even higher
"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵. . .𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦?"
Fucina donned her plate armor, which only bolstered a already insanely high defense even higher
"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵. . .𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦?"
There wasn't any trace of the zonai smith, only thing carried was the wind of the breeze. . .
Outside of the forges however, there was a path of ravaged destruction, both of the earth, and any bokoblin or yiga clan camps. . .if the same being that captured Farosh was inside of her. . .who knows-
Outside of the forges however, there was a path of ravaged destruction, both of the earth, and any bokoblin or yiga clan camps. . .if the same being that captured Farosh was inside of her. . .who knows-
Farosh glanced around, everything she saw made her more and more worried… However, whenever her violet eyes landed on the gloom.
“No, no… FUCINA!”
She called, as she desperately started to search for her. She was growing ill from how anxious she was.
“Please be okay…”
“No, no… FUCINA!”
She called, as she desperately started to search for her. She was growing ill from how anxious she was.
“Please be okay…”
-floor however, was something that stood out
A small puddle of gloom, one usually whenever something. . .or someone, becomes entranced and effected under its vile spell. .
A small puddle of gloom, one usually whenever something. . .or someone, becomes entranced and effected under its vile spell. .
February 9, 2026 at 10:19 PM
There wasn't any trace of the zonai smith, only thing carried was the wind of the breeze. . .
Outside of the forges however, there was a path of ravaged destruction, both of the earth, and any bokoblin or yiga clan camps. . .if the same being that captured Farosh was inside of her. . .who knows-
Outside of the forges however, there was a path of ravaged destruction, both of the earth, and any bokoblin or yiga clan camps. . .if the same being that captured Farosh was inside of her. . .who knows-
"𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘺 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘴~"
Cue a giggle that isn't her own, yet holds the same accent.
Cue a giggle that isn't her own, yet holds the same accent.
Learns a new language by kissing someone on the lips like Starfire can
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February 9, 2026 at 10:11 PM
"𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘺 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘴~"
Cue a giggle that isn't her own, yet holds the same accent.
Cue a giggle that isn't her own, yet holds the same accent.
Tsk. . .how did your bar fall so low, 𝘝𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘭?
Your Grandma would never have wanted you to relate to such depravity, would she?
Relax now, 𝘝𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘭, I'll carry these burdens as long as I am with you, you are no street whore. If anything a goddess above to all those puny stoneholders.
You can be-
Your Grandma would never have wanted you to relate to such depravity, would she?
Relax now, 𝘝𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘭, I'll carry these burdens as long as I am with you, you are no street whore. If anything a goddess above to all those puny stoneholders.
You can be-
February 9, 2026 at 7:10 AM
Tsk. . .how did your bar fall so low, 𝘝𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘭?
Your Grandma would never have wanted you to relate to such depravity, would she?
Relax now, 𝘝𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘭, I'll carry these burdens as long as I am with you, you are no street whore. If anything a goddess above to all those puny stoneholders.
You can be-
Your Grandma would never have wanted you to relate to such depravity, would she?
Relax now, 𝘝𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘭, I'll carry these burdens as long as I am with you, you are no street whore. If anything a goddess above to all those puny stoneholders.
You can be-
The mine was completely abandoned, and what was normally a bustling, warm work environment was chilled by the silence of the forges. Constructs lie decimated amongst the ground, her personal quarters, in complete disarray, blood trails from when she paced from the bathroom and her desk. . .on the-
Farosh’s blood ran cold as she read over it all. How can she tell her all of this and expect her to stay put?
She won’t. She couldn’t.
She tucked the note into her pocket. She squeezed the ring, before it went into her pocket as well.
“I need to at least see what was wrong…”
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She won’t. She couldn’t.
She tucked the note into her pocket. She squeezed the ring, before it went into her pocket as well.
“I need to at least see what was wrong…”
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-to match with Farosh, she had given her one just like it. . .
February 9, 2026 at 12:02 AM
The mine was completely abandoned, and what was normally a bustling, warm work environment was chilled by the silence of the forges. Constructs lie decimated amongst the ground, her personal quarters, in complete disarray, blood trails from when she paced from the bathroom and her desk. . .on the-
The letter was hastily written, blood dried into it, the handwriting was extremely familiar
"𝔉𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔥, 𝔐𝔶 𝔉𝔞𝔳𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔉𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔥. 𝔐𝔶 𝔖𝔦𝔱𝔲𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔥𝔞𝔰 𝔤𝔯𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔡𝔦𝔯𝔢, 𝔪𝔶 𝔟𝔬𝔡𝔶 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩𝔰 𝔞𝔰 𝔦𝔣 𝔦𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔠𝔯𝔲𝔪𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨. 𝔓𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢 𝔡𝔬 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔯𝔶, ℑ 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔢 𝔬𝔨. ℑ 𝔫𝔢𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔯𝔢𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔩.-
"𝔉𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔥, 𝔐𝔶 𝔉𝔞𝔳𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔉𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔥. 𝔐𝔶 𝔖𝔦𝔱𝔲𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔥𝔞𝔰 𝔤𝔯𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔡𝔦𝔯𝔢, 𝔪𝔶 𝔟𝔬𝔡𝔶 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩𝔰 𝔞𝔰 𝔦𝔣 𝔦𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔠𝔯𝔲𝔪𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨. 𝔓𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢 𝔡𝔬 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔯𝔶, ℑ 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔢 𝔬𝔨. ℑ 𝔫𝔢𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔯𝔢𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔩.-
The Spirit of Lightning was attending to small details of the spring. She hummed to herself, it was another cloudy day in Faron.
She was getting things off of the statues, till she cleaned one—only to knock something down… She quickly caught the item, opening it. She saw the note.
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She was getting things off of the statues, till she cleaned one—only to knock something down… She quickly caught the item, opening it. She saw the note.
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-when it was sent.
It ominously hangs, swaying in the breeze as it ever beckons for Farosh to open it.
It ominously hangs, swaying in the breeze as it ever beckons for Farosh to open it.
February 8, 2026 at 11:12 PM
The letter was hastily written, blood dried into it, the handwriting was extremely familiar
"𝔉𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔥, 𝔐𝔶 𝔉𝔞𝔳𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔉𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔥. 𝔐𝔶 𝔖𝔦𝔱𝔲𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔥𝔞𝔰 𝔤𝔯𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔡𝔦𝔯𝔢, 𝔪𝔶 𝔟𝔬𝔡𝔶 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩𝔰 𝔞𝔰 𝔦𝔣 𝔦𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔠𝔯𝔲𝔪𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨. 𝔓𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢 𝔡𝔬 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔯𝔶, ℑ 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔢 𝔬𝔨. ℑ 𝔫𝔢𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔯𝔢𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔩.-
"𝔉𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔥, 𝔐𝔶 𝔉𝔞𝔳𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔉𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔥. 𝔐𝔶 𝔖𝔦𝔱𝔲𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔥𝔞𝔰 𝔤𝔯𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔡𝔦𝔯𝔢, 𝔪𝔶 𝔟𝔬𝔡𝔶 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩𝔰 𝔞𝔰 𝔦𝔣 𝔦𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔠𝔯𝔲𝔪𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨. 𝔓𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢 𝔡𝔬 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔯𝔶, ℑ 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔢 𝔬𝔨. ℑ 𝔫𝔢𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔯𝔢𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔩.-
@lightningsfury.bsky.social
Fucina hasn't come to visit the spring, or contacted in a very long time. . .well, she hadn't. She had sent a letter capsule at some point to Farosh, but it got stuck on one of the statues, making it out of sight and tucked away, there wasn't much of a time stamp as to-
Fucina hasn't come to visit the spring, or contacted in a very long time. . .well, she hadn't. She had sent a letter capsule at some point to Farosh, but it got stuck on one of the statues, making it out of sight and tucked away, there wasn't much of a time stamp as to-
February 8, 2026 at 10:14 PM
@lightningsfury.bsky.social
Fucina hasn't come to visit the spring, or contacted in a very long time. . .well, she hadn't. She had sent a letter capsule at some point to Farosh, but it got stuck on one of the statues, making it out of sight and tucked away, there wasn't much of a time stamp as to-
Fucina hasn't come to visit the spring, or contacted in a very long time. . .well, she hadn't. She had sent a letter capsule at some point to Farosh, but it got stuck on one of the statues, making it out of sight and tucked away, there wasn't much of a time stamp as to-
The vessel is forced awake everynight around 4, to stalk surface towns and activity. . .
The vessel longs for good sleep
The vessel longs for it's life
The vessel longs for F̵̜̜͎͉̯̜̓͂r̵̡͕͈͚͍͍̼͕̍̀̈́̽̎̍͗̍́̏̚͜͠ë̸͓̮͉͈͇͍̖͎̩̞͈́́́̋̇̾͋̈́̾͆͑͘͘͜͠͝ë̸͓̮͉͈͇͍̖͎̩̞͈́́́̋̇̾͋̈́̾͆͑͘͘͜͠͝d̶̡̲̗̼̮̤̤̳̲͖͓͍͔͓̓̎̽́̽̏̐͂̆͆͘͘͘ŏ̸̡̼̺̫̥̻͈̞̍͆̏̓́͜͝ͅm̵̢͕̫̓̔͑̊̈
The vessel longs for good sleep
The vessel longs for it's life
The vessel longs for F̵̜̜͎͉̯̜̓͂r̵̡͕͈͚͍͍̼͕̍̀̈́̽̎̍͗̍́̏̚͜͠ë̸͓̮͉͈͇͍̖͎̩̞͈́́́̋̇̾͋̈́̾͆͑͘͘͜͠͝ë̸͓̮͉͈͇͍̖͎̩̞͈́́́̋̇̾͋̈́̾͆͑͘͘͜͠͝d̶̡̲̗̼̮̤̤̳̲͖͓͍͔͓̓̎̽́̽̏̐͂̆͆͘͘͘ŏ̸̡̼̺̫̥̻͈̞̍͆̏̓́͜͝ͅm̵̢͕̫̓̔͑̊̈
February 8, 2026 at 9:23 AM
The vessel is forced awake everynight around 4, to stalk surface towns and activity. . .
The vessel longs for good sleep
The vessel longs for it's life
The vessel longs for F̵̜̜͎͉̯̜̓͂r̵̡͕͈͚͍͍̼͕̍̀̈́̽̎̍͗̍́̏̚͜͠ë̸͓̮͉͈͇͍̖͎̩̞͈́́́̋̇̾͋̈́̾͆͑͘͘͜͠͝ë̸͓̮͉͈͇͍̖͎̩̞͈́́́̋̇̾͋̈́̾͆͑͘͘͜͠͝d̶̡̲̗̼̮̤̤̳̲͖͓͍͔͓̓̎̽́̽̏̐͂̆͆͘͘͘ŏ̸̡̼̺̫̥̻͈̞̍͆̏̓́͜͝ͅm̵̢͕̫̓̔͑̊̈
The vessel longs for good sleep
The vessel longs for it's life
The vessel longs for F̵̜̜͎͉̯̜̓͂r̵̡͕͈͚͍͍̼͕̍̀̈́̽̎̍͗̍́̏̚͜͠ë̸͓̮͉͈͇͍̖͎̩̞͈́́́̋̇̾͋̈́̾͆͑͘͘͜͠͝ë̸͓̮͉͈͇͍̖͎̩̞͈́́́̋̇̾͋̈́̾͆͑͘͘͜͠͝d̶̡̲̗̼̮̤̤̳̲͖͓͍͔͓̓̎̽́̽̏̐͂̆͆͘͘͘ŏ̸̡̼̺̫̥̻͈̞̍͆̏̓́͜͝ͅm̵̢͕̫̓̔͑̊̈
The sounds of clattering metal echo through the depths, rumbling up through the ground.
February 4, 2026 at 5:51 AM
The sounds of clattering metal echo through the depths, rumbling up through the ground.
...
The Factory has grown silent.
The Central Mine will not be delivering.
The Manager is nowhere to be found.
The Factory has grown silent.
The Central Mine will not be delivering.
The Manager is nowhere to be found.
February 4, 2026 at 2:27 AM
...
The Factory has grown silent.
The Central Mine will not be delivering.
The Manager is nowhere to be found.
The Factory has grown silent.
The Central Mine will not be delivering.
The Manager is nowhere to be found.
ꂵꍏꀤꈤ ꉣꀤꈤꈤꍟꀸ
February 2, 2026 at 3:08 AM
ꂵꍏꀤꈤ ꉣꀤꈤꈤꍟꀸ
-{𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑷𝑰𝑵𝑵𝑬𝑫}-
ꌃꋪꂦꀘꍟꈤ. .
ꌃꋪꂦꀘꍟꈤ. .
February 2, 2026 at 3:05 AM
-{𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑷𝑰𝑵𝑵𝑬𝑫}-
ꌃꋪꂦꀘꍟꈤ. .
ꌃꋪꂦꀘꍟꈤ. .
-{Ｓｏｌｏ: τħε ɱΘƲɴτλίɴ ʃλιιȘ.}-
February 2, 2026 at 3:00 AM
-{Ｓｏｌｏ: τħε ɱΘƲɴτλίɴ ʃλιιȘ.}-
Reposted by . . . -{ꍟꃴꍟꈤ꓄!}-
"Mhnnnn. ."
The Charcoal dust in her hair puffs up into the air around her when she is scooped up, a dark red blush on her face as she is carried
The Charcoal dust in her hair puffs up into the air around her when she is scooped up, a dark red blush on her face as she is carried
She was amused, so would scoop her up off her feet and carry her.
“There. This better?”
“There. This better?”
Nodnodnod
Cue her just MELTING into the hug, attempting to wrap her arms around Farosh, but failing, so she just kinda is flopped like a slab of meat.
Cue her just MELTING into the hug, attempting to wrap her arms around Farosh, but failing, so she just kinda is flopped like a slab of meat.
February 2, 2026 at 1:07 AM
"Mhnnnn. ."
The Charcoal dust in her hair puffs up into the air around her when she is scooped up, a dark red blush on her face as she is carried
The Charcoal dust in her hair puffs up into the air around her when she is scooped up, a dark red blush on her face as she is carried
She's playing piano to try and fight her headache
//Solo will be written soon!
//Solo will be written soon!
February 2, 2026 at 12:17 AM
She's playing piano to try and fight her headache
//Solo will be written soon!
//Solo will be written soon!
Nodnodnod
Cue her just MELTING into the hug, attempting to wrap her arms around Farosh, but failing, so she just kinda is flopped like a slab of meat.
Cue her just MELTING into the hug, attempting to wrap her arms around Farosh, but failing, so she just kinda is flopped like a slab of meat.
“Purple, hm? Now what does purple mean? I’m gonna assume good.”
"I. . .uhhhhhh. ."
Her brain is now soup.
"Purple-"
Soup = Silly Brain.
Her brain is now soup.
"Purple-"
Soup = Silly Brain.
February 1, 2026 at 3:49 AM
Nodnodnod
Cue her just MELTING into the hug, attempting to wrap her arms around Farosh, but failing, so she just kinda is flopped like a slab of meat.
Cue her just MELTING into the hug, attempting to wrap her arms around Farosh, but failing, so she just kinda is flopped like a slab of meat.
"I. . .uhhhhhh. ."
Her brain is now soup.
"Purple-"
Soup = Silly Brain.
Her brain is now soup.
"Purple-"
Soup = Silly Brain.
“Hi love of my life. How are you today?”
She wraps her arm around her.
She wraps her arm around her.
"Is that my lighting queen herself?-"
February 1, 2026 at 3:45 AM
"I. . .uhhhhhh. ."
Her brain is now soup.
"Purple-"
Soup = Silly Brain.
Her brain is now soup.
"Purple-"
Soup = Silly Brain.
"(OHFUCKOHFUCKDELETEDELETEDELETE-)"
February 1, 2026 at 3:44 AM
"(OHFUCKOHFUCKDELETEDELETEDELETE-)"
"Is that my lighting queen herself?-"
February 1, 2026 at 3:43 AM
"Is that my lighting queen herself?-"
//this is buildup prep for an event?
//uhhhhhhhhhh nope.
//uhhhhhhhhhh nope.
She's been feeling awfully sick lately
She isn't sure what it is, but something just isn't right, she'll be closing the Great Central Mine from anyone to prevent from catching what she has.
Material Orders will still be able to be submitted and will be delivered.
She isn't sure what it is, but something just isn't right, she'll be closing the Great Central Mine from anyone to prevent from catching what she has.
Material Orders will still be able to be submitted and will be delivered.
January 27, 2026 at 6:18 AM
//this is buildup prep for an event?
//uhhhhhhhhhh nope.
//uhhhhhhhhhh nope.