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• Pearl, Titled Aeolus, the whimsical Ruler of the Winds: As friendly as she is to visitors, she does have a rather hard time resisting causing some trouble now and then.
• Fwhip, the unpredictable Messenger God of travel, luck, & speed: He's considered unpredictable at best and borderline maniacal at worst. He falls far past the line of a "trouble-maker" but can't help himself in becoming a close companion of Sausage's (at least, as "close" as the Gods can be considered).
• Gemini, the dangerous & protective Goddess & Sorceress: She's shrouded in warnings of her power & her silver-tongue. While stories will call her a "Witch" or "Temptress," she considers herself a guardian who who will do whatever it takes to protect the one's she loves.
•[Gods of "The God Games"]•
-> when they're properly & fully revealed in the musical, I'll be able to give proper descriptions/character to them all. These are more-or-less base concepts of them <-
• Oli, the God of the Sun, music, & archery
• Pixl, the God of the Forge, fire, & craft
• Lady Katherine, the righteous Goddess of Love, beauty, & war
• Shrub, the combative God of War & bravery
• Joey, the spiteful God of marriage & family
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Pt. 1 || Pt. 2 [Here] || Pt. 3 || Pt.4 || Pt. 5
Round 2 of the characters complied!
I look forward to fleshing out some of these characters more as they're revealed but, as of now, these are gonna be the concepts for The God.
While it doesn't fully effect how the characters are going to be portrayed, I'm more than open to getting information or stories on the Greek Gods equivalents of these characters.
I'm not fully versed in the stories & representations of the Gods aside from some Google searches now and then. I also love learning mythology and all that comes with it.
I do believe there will be One or two more character posts after this before i start working on penning & story-line art.
In the meantime, feel free to continue asking whatever your hearts desire.
Do enjoy your time here.
『Dancing through the times』
『Dancing through out lives』
『Again & again I find』
『You again right by my side』
Inktober Day 30: Rush
This audio has a chokehold on me as do they so here we are.
𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅, 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅
𝑨𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒌𝒚
𝑨𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒖𝒔𝒌.
𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒂
𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 & 𝒅𝒂𝒚'𝒔 𝒄𝒖𝒔𝒑
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Inktober Day 23: Celestial
This one got ahead of me but I adore it so much.
I can't wait until I'm free from the shackles of Inktober you've no idea the content I have for you
[I'll still procrastinate it lmao]
Who doesn't love a pretty Heron all dressed in gold and pearls?
I claim no responsibility over this post
Inktober Day 12: Spicey
Bonus:
Sausage appreciates it, sure, but he Is Also gonna have a heart attack
Alt. Without the Gold:
Sketches:
Woah another picture of Scott making maps? Who'da guess?
I just think he's neat and him being a Cartographer has my heart what can I say
Inkotber Day 5: Map
Sketches? Under the cut? In this economy?? (Yes)
I got so much sharpie on my hand to make fingerprint smudges on the map I. Am gonna have so much brain damage by the end of inktober
In other news, my dumb hc about this silly little mapmaker is gonna, in fact, make me better at making maps.
Also I plan on more pirates content after inktober I'm just.
Tryna not to burn myself out, yknow?
Guess who's on the Pirates Traaain
P!Scott brain rot lmao
Prettiest pirate in all the seas
He's infected my brain lmao
Got come bonus pics below the cut with some of my own headcanons and what have you
My version of p!Scott is in fact a trans queer man because I have a fun problem of self projecting on my art <3
I also will be putting in the belief of him being a Ceasg (or along the lines of)
Just sprinkle in like some "first born gets the family curse" trope shenanigans and add it with "oh a maaagic item keeps them from changing" and boom. There's my beliefs and where they lie.
Also that necklace is based on an actual necklace I own and I roughly drew that hand drawing with my own as a references.
I also like the thought of pScott being a map-making nerd who stays up way to late making his new maps look incredible
This adds to the "droppy eye" propaganda I plan on creating with this guy
He's also got a Heron tattoo. Cos it's pretty
I think I'd like to think that everyone gets their Factions Bird tattooed when they join a Faction. Their choice on design/location. Scott just likes the classic look
2 Graecie doodles in ONE day!?!? Unheard of :)
Please enjoy a lil p!Greacie and doodle from mccr training stream! in monochromatic style :D
Wasn't expecting this but overall very happy with results :D Please expect a Graecie doodle at some point in the next week :>
Okie quick poll because Tumblr loves poles and I love being indecisive! Enjoy :D
Yall are really telling me THIS is the thing you're afraid of?
I would LET this little blorbo take over the world gladly
P!Smajor now be like:
Some Pirates SMP fanart I made of something happening in a Scott smajor Pirates SMP stream that I watched!
Owen blew up Acho and it was very funny
i drew some art of that one time Owen and Kyle fought because of the bounty Kyle had on Owen! this took a while and I didn't have enough time to do this, but at least it was finished!
oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh secret kingdom under the whirlpool!
just watched the recent vod, I watch Scotts pov and it took a while to catch up but now it seems like the corruption just got worse, but hey, at least no one died! maybe, but the concerning part is the fact that the corruption might just start corrupting other islands, people, who knows? and then there's cruppy, I'm not going to suspect them of anything yet but I'm going to take note of them. I am also torn on who to trust, the cloaked people or the corrupted purple glowy thing.
IS THAT A CRUPPY?
transparent version, if anyone wants to use it
Tehe , poor sparrow 😭
does tumblr even like this stuff
Love them
young love!
alt version because there's something wrong but i don't rlly know What's wrong or How to fix it. so. yeah. the more i stare at it the more it looks uglier but it's okay right
Herons Aren't Lightweights
The Herons base was rowdy at night.
They all gathered together, tankards of beer in hand, drinking like there was no tomorrow. There may as well not have been to them.
Cleo continued brewing up drinks, adding input to the conversations going on around her.
Scott was up on the stage with Christian, asking questions in a hushed tone, yet somehow she could still hear the slur in his voice.
Eloise sat with Water, both singing somewhat poorly to bar songs and the made-up anthem of the Herons. Olive sat beside them, joining in every now and then but mostly just working on tuning their instrument.
Owen sat at one of the tables, head in his hands. He let out a low groan, eyes fluttering shut.
"Guys? I think someone needs to take Owen to bed." Cleo called out.
"Really? Already?" Olive asked. "We've only had...had..." Olive's eyes began to droop. They downed another drink. "We've only had, like, five drinks."
Water shrugged. "I can take him. Be back soon!" Water stood up, staggering a little, then approached Owen. "C'mon, let's go. You've had enough for tonight."
Owen only groaned weakly in protest.
Once Water had carried Owen out of the tavern, Cleo glanced over at Scott. He was still talking to Christian, and was gesticulating madly.
Olive and Eloise seemed distracted enough. They wouldn't mind if the next round of drinks didn't come for a bit.
Cleo carefully walked up to Scott, then paused a little behind him.
"What do I do? I- is there anything I can...do for him? I mean, we've just started talk...talking to each other again!"
Christian merely shrugged in response. "I am not sure. For now, give him some space and a little time. Eventually things between you will get easier."
Scott's ears flushed. "I don't have time to wait that long! What if one of us goes out on an expedition and never comes back? I may never get to see him again in time, and I don't want thing to be tense between us if and when that happens!" His voice rose in pitch and volume.
For a brief second, Eloise and Olive glanced his way. Then the two of them slowly turned back to each other and their drinks.
Cleo set her hand on Scott's shoulder. He spun around and grasped at the handle of his rapier, then let go when he saw it was her. "I think you should sit down now Scott. Give Christian a break."
He nodded meekly. "Yeah. Yeah, sure." Scott allowed Cleo to lead him to a seat at a table, then push him into it.
"Is it about Acho?"
Scott hesitated, then nodded. "I just...I just don't know what to do."
"Think about it in the morning. You're not thinking clearly right now. When you're sober, think about it then. For now, you can either keep drinking and drown your sorrows in alcohol, or you can take a rest like Owen. No shame in either option."
"Alcohol. Strong alcohol." He didn't stutter, and his voice was almost completely free of a slurred tone. Almost as if he hadn't had more drinks than most of the other Herons already.
"Sure?"
"Yes. I want you to give me so much alcohol that I can barely move around tomorrow. No, for the rest of the week."
Cleo sighed. It wasn't a good idea, but they were pirates.
Since when was anything they did a 'good idea'?
Olive let out a startled yelp, then a joyful squeal. "Cruppy! Hello!" Cruppy jumped at Olive's heels, rubbing against them and jumping like a puppy would. Olive bent down and stroked Cruppy, to which the crab-puppy-thing eagerly jumped into their lap for stroking convenience.
Smiling at the sight, Eloise was suddenly motivated to sing even louder and more joyfully than before. Olive joined in with equal vigour and Cruppy nestled in their lap peacefully.
Cleo shook her head with a warm grin, then grabbed the next round of drinks.
"To us!" She declared, holding her tankard tight and pushing it high into the air.
"To us!" The others parroted, with varying levels of volume and enthusiasm. Regardless, the sound could be heard well beyond the Herons' base and echoed through the town.
Water returned, arms free of Owen, and shouted, "To us!" at the top of her lungs. A delayed reaction, but a welcome one.
For the rest of the night, they all chanted the same thing over and over, falling asleep in the tavern.
They all regretted it in the morning.
But Herons weren't lightweights, and for some strange reason, they all wished to prove it.