The true irony is them muttering “what the hell did I do in a past life to deserve this?” as they clean up nightmare sheep tracks and wool scraps from their lab.
Tag: the flock
Psychic Singularity Ch 07
Henry opened his eyes slowly, half expecting his head to be throbbing
and surprised he wasn’t hurting like he half expected to be.The ground he was lying on was spongy, with the cool, green scent of
moss, and he fully opened his eyes to see trees stretching towards the
jaggedly striped grey and neon blue sky.The juxtaposition made his head hurt, and he squeezed his eyes shut as he rolled over and got to his knees.
When his head stopped spinning and eyes stopped watering, he sat up on his knees and took a cautious look around.
The bright colors overlaid with grey were easier to look at than the
sky, and seemed vaguely familiar, like he knew the part of the forest.He looked around slowly, searching for his family, and he could
vaguely feel his antlers trying to form, more solid here in this mix of
reality and Mindscape than they were everyday, the axe ready to come to
his hand despite there being no threat here yet to face.There weren’t any other humans in sight, but Sauron and Baaaaab, the
nightmares that had chosen him, were scrambling to their feet and
trotting towards him, which was a surprising relief.Only this family would be relieved to see demonic nightmare sheep trotting towards them, Henry thought ruefully as he let the two give him a quick once over.
so, sketching a fairly average nightmare from transcendence au
these things are fun
their name is ghuthordiumm ‘with two Ms’ havenklith
Psychic Singularity Ch 05
Hank was, unfortunately, more used to waking from being knocked unconscious than he liked to be.
Which
meant he had plenty of practice at taking stock of his surroundings as
quickly as possible once he managed to wake up, without having to bother
with fuzzy stages between unconscious and awake.He cracked open his eyes, glancing around and trying not to let on that he’d regained consciousness just yet.
Then
he felt something nudge the back of his head, and long association told
him it was a nightmare snout before he could panic. Sure that they
wouldn’t be simply nudging him if there was danger (since the nightmares
could be just as bad as Uncle Dipper when it came to being
overprotective), Hank opened his eyes properly and sat up.That of
Teeth stepped back, giving him room as he took in his surroundings. If
Hank had to guess, he’d say he was back in the town square, but…the
platform was back, the cross the Alliance had tied Uncle Dipper to on it
still standing, though tilted and unsteady looking. He knew that thing
had been chopped up and burned down…hell, he had roasted marshmallows
over it! So why the hell was it standing again?More than the
cross was different from before, he realized after staring at it for a
few more seconds. The platform was made of old, jagged wood, unlike the
smooth surface the Alliance had built, and the whole thing looked
unsteady and dangerous. The cross itself wasn’t the smooth thing he’d
seen, but just as jagged and painful looking as the rest of the
platform, and it gave Hank the shivers and made bile rise in his throat
to look at it.Since this was at least partially his uncle’s
mindscape…Hank had a pretty good idea for why both platform and cross
looked like that.
Psychic Singularity 04
After Fluffernutter’s little bombshell, it was more important than
ever to get out there and find Dipper – before he could do something
like disseminate into so many pieces, they’d never find them all.In the end, they took two nightmares for each of them, with the rest
agreeing to stay and protect the rest of the town. Something they
probably only agreed to because Dipper loved the town so much, but it
didn’t matter what their reasoning was so long as they would do it.So it was that the Pines family, augmented by Lucy Ann, Wendy, Soos,
Melody, and Pacifica (all five of which they’d tried to talk into
leaving behind and utterly failed, especially in the face of Soos’
argument that “He’s our family too, dudes. An’ we couldn’t help him last
time, so we gotta now.”)The Ramirez kids, Pacifica’s Theo, and Grenda and Marius’ Hansel,
Gretyl, and Mary all agreed to stay behind and help keep things under
control at the community center. They weren’t happy about it, but they
agreed anyway.Which meant that there were twenty six nightmares going out into
their Master’s mindscape, halving the Flock. They weren’t very happy
about it at first (they didn’t trust the Dreams’ safety to anyone but
themselves, and grudgingly their Master) but when they saw the arsenal
Candy had brought along and just how competently most of the town
handled it…Well. They didn’t worry quite so much.
“Okay. So. Plan time,” Mabel said, her hand on the door handle. “We
find as many of Dipper’s facets as we can, then take them to the Shack
to put them together. There might be something there that’ll help. You
get separated, make your way to the Shack. Got it?”Various nods and mutters answered her, and with a deep breath, Mabel shoved open the door.
Psychic Singularity Ch 03
The town of Gravity Falls was torn when Mabel finished her story of what had happened so far that day.
There was sympathy that Dipper was suffering, but there was anger,
too, that he was dragging them into it, even if he was apparently
unwilling and unconscious of doing it.And beneath the anger, ran worry, for themselves and for Dipper, that only made everyone more anxious, angrier and more afraid.
They were arguing amongst each other about what to do and what was
going on as soon as Mabel had finished, getting louder by the minute and
ignoring the Pines.One of the Flock butted against Mabel’s side, and she stumbled into her daughter’s side with an ‘oomph’.
Most of the Flock (and there were a lot of them now, more than Bill
had ever had, and it was looking like he was going to have more than any
demon before, according to a mostly proud, slightly worried Dipper)
were moving to line the walls and cluster around the weakest points of
the building, while a smaller cluster stood nearby and watched the Pines
family (and adopted family) with worrying intensity.
rereading The Wizard of Lanata and headcanoning that moving in to Lanata probably went something like,
“ok guys let’s hang out in this village for a few hundred years like normal people”
yeah ok alcor, maybe you’ll be fine sitting in a medieval shack pondering the mysteries of the universe but meanwhile the sheep are standing around going, DAD can you at least let us watch tv we are going to DIE of BOREDOM, Dad can we terrorize the townspeople,, please dad,,,
until he’s like OK FINE HAVE YOUR TV SET I HOPE YOU LIKE ALIENS
ii-thiscat-ii said: X) Oh my god yes. Don’t get me wrong, they do enjoy pretending to be sheep for a while, (they even think they’re rather good at it. They’re wrong) and don’t mind quiet days, but there’s a reason they started fucking with the townsfolk. It takes Alcor a while to realize they’re writing on the hill. And then there’s the day someone burns a load of yggdrasil on the fire and the smoke rises up to the Flock and they all get absolutely baked, but that’s a very different story.
I can be your good sheep,
or your bad sheep
i can be your angle or yuor devil
rereading The Wizard of Lanata and headcanoning that moving in to Lanata probably went something like,
“ok guys let’s hang out in this village for a few hundred years like normal people”
yeah ok alcor, maybe you’ll be fine sitting in a medieval shack pondering the mysteries of the universe but meanwhile the sheep are standing around going, DAD can you at least let us watch tv we are going to DIE of BOREDOM, Dad can we terrorize the townspeople,, please dad,,,
until he’s like OK FINE HAVE YOUR TV SET I HOPE YOU LIKE ALIENS
Two different illustrations, both almost showing what I imagine her to look like. Try frosted glass in an ever-changing array of colour and illuminated from within, and you have something like what she looks like.
I’ve actually wanted to post these since before I started writing the thing. Heh.
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