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numbuh-1507 · 4 months
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After almost two years, I've finally finished this piece.
And by finished, I mean the first part. I really need to learn when to stop.
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heayn · 4 days
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a couple years ago i made a series of drawings of classic newgrounds characters leading up to pico day.
i forgot to post them here then so here they are now.
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mhumiston965 · 3 months
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The 10 Characters Challenge! [VOL 2]
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Some Brackenwood doodles to practice posing.
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horizonjv · 2 years
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Bitey/Venom
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krakenator · 1 year
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Turning of the Season gang knows whats up
@spectralhaunts @hexabeast @fletchery-png
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jollygengar · 1 year
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The Brackenwood Brotherhood
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yourbestpalpercy · 2 months
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Another day in this stupid place…another day in these bright laboratories.
All of her other plans of sneaking out peacefully hadn’t worked. Using the vents, using portals, scaring them with her mere presence? Nothing. ‘But I don’t want to hurt anyone. I need to keep trying peacefully. A single burn and I could end up terminated. …’ The Blaze sat in the middle of her cell, thinking. The walls were charred with ruined plans and doodles.
She had been in these labs since she was born. Her awful mother gave her up for SCIENCE! She was 16 now…
Not many places left to write new ideas. If any at all.
‘I used my wings to get up into higher places to write…burned my back but nothing…’
The Blaze lifted her head. The door was still closed shut. The vents were latched and melted shut. The cameras weren’t on…but The Blaze couldn’t shake the feeling…
That she wasn’t alone in this cell.
Quickly, The Blaze stood up; her hands shot into flames as she whispered, “who’s there…? It’s late. I can feel you.”
The Blaze watched the walls, looking for any trace that something didn’t belong. “..I know you’re there, it’s no use pretending to be the walls…or ceiling.”
“So you’re The Blaze, hm? Colder than I had expected…” A chilling voice echoed back. The words on the wall began to distort and…turn into long, black, strings. “I’ve seen so much of you…I’ve actually been watching over you for a long time~! Centuries actually.” The voice danced around The Blaze, making her think twice about the world around her. “Who are you? Stop being a coward and show yourself!” The Blaze pulled out her wings, watching the bright orange reflect off the walls, floors and ceiling.
“You’re so tense…all you need to know is that I’m a friend. A friendly face among these parts…”
“A friend, huh? Well, I don’t trust your voice. You’re just as untrustworthy as-!” A few strings suddenly grabbed her wrists; threw her into the air and let her drop. The voice roared with laughter. “I’m only here to guide you, 820…there’s no need to fear me!” The walls crackled with static, quickly dropping The Blaze into a black abyss before she hit the ground. The seas swallowed her rather quickly, pushing water in. Drowning. She was drowning-! Argh…no way she would drown at the hands of a coward!
The Blaze kicked to the surface and took a deep breath. Thunder rolled all around her in a dark, breaking storm. The waves of the sea whipped and threw her about, smothering any flames she tried to use. “Pardon, I should’ve known my pocket dimension was unfit for a FIRE user!” The voice crackled like the lightning around her. The labs came back, leaving The Blaze coughing and gasping for air on the ground. She laid on her side, curling her arms around her stomach.
“HA! You look like a soggy, wet cat right now! Oh, and I never did say my name, hm? It’s Draven. Though, I go by many names…Draven, Leviathan, Puppeteer of the Shadows! Dancer of the Dark…The Tear…”
The Tear.
The Blaze knew that name but from where…from where?
“I’ve had plenty of tales told about me…have you heard the story of The Shadow in Brackenwood?”
There.
The Shadow in Brackenwood…!
It was a folklore story the scientists often told the subjects here, something to keep them entertained. Her friend was terrified of the story. A dragon that could torment you in your dreams and hurt you in the real world? …No thanks.
“Then I know for sure that you cannot be trusted. You hurt any who falls into your claws.”
“It’s a deal, actually, I help them and I give them a price! I see all possibilities, Blaze. Every. Single. One. I merely guide them onto the correct path…the best path if you will!”
“You also hoard a ton of information so it seems like the best path..”
“Hm…you know your facts better than I believed so…” A string grabbed The Blaze’s wrist and spun her around. “Don’t worry, child. You’re in great talons. I’ll lead you to freedom. I promise I will. There’s only one pathway I see where you’ll escape and me meeting you is step one in the right direction. Think of it! Soft grass, the smell of rain, endless sun forever!” As The Tear talked about these things, with a blink, The Blaze had been brought to a world as The Tear had described. The Blaze was still rather tense, her wings blew back into flames.
“Calm your nerves! You’re waaaay too tense, kid! This is what freedom is like and it’ll be perfect! I know you’re starving for freedom!”
The Blaze rolled her eyes and curled up, trying to ignore her deep breaths, enjoying the cold, fresh air of the outside world. Couldn’t give The Tear proof that she wanted out.
“Are you trying to hide your deep breaths? I know you want out. You’re not good at hiding it…”
“...Is…this what it’s actually like out there? Quiet? Away from the screams and tools?” The Blaze curled tighter.
“It IS! It’s a world of light! B-But the good kind, of course…”
“Faces other than the scientists! Faces other than the tragic faced, bumbling idiots of this lab!”
“...I guess freedom would be nice…new, meaningful faces…!”
“Then we begin planning tonight, Blaze.”
The Blaze was thrown back into the sea, a bubble rapidly forming around her so she would be safe from the seas. “Welcome to my sea home, Blaze. It’s nice to meet you so clearly now…” Strings as black as the waters around her swirled around, forming a body in the dark. A very, very large body. Like a powerful leviathan emerging to wreak havoc once more. Its entire body looked adapted to the underwater world.
His black scales blended into the surrounding dark seas, he had a few scales that glowed slightly in the abyss though. He had webs in his talons and down his back. His eyes were pitch black to where, if he didn’t have bioluminescent scales around his eyes, it was impossible to see where his eyes started and his scales ended. His wings looked like two large pieces of cloth at his sides like a large, dark cape.
“And…you’re THE Tear…”
“Just as much as you’re THE Blaze!” The Tear laughed, cupping the bubble and drumming his sharp talons on it. The Blaze felt so tiny compared to the leviathan. Would she even be as big as one of his scales? “By the way, you can just call me Draven. One god to another.”
One god to-...?
“I-I’m not a god. I can shoot fire, yes, but have you never seen what it does to me??” The Blaze felt the fire run to her fingertips. The pain shot up through her arm as the fire trickled and burned at her flesh. 2nd…quickly entering 3rd. Her skin charred rapidly before The Blaze fell to her hands and knees, the flames going out. “I’ve tried wearing gloves, I’ve tried tiny flames, I’ve tried so much…it burns my skin, I’m shocked I haven’t combusted yet!”
The Tear hummed. “I have an idea, Blaze,” He gained a smile, revealing his sharp teeth. “How about this? I’ll numb your pain. Bring me blood and all this pain of your fire will be over. I’m thinking…hmm,” The Blaze flinched slightly. Blood? He wanted blood for the numbing of The Blaze’s pain…?
“I..I’m not sure I can give blood, Draven. I don’t want to be terminated. You…do know what it means to be…?”
“You fear termination. Let me guess, the fear of death plagues your mind?” The Blaze only nodded. “I don’t want to die, Draven…but I don’t want to shed blood.”
“You’re scared of hurting others. That’s understandable. You’re not the first,” A string tapped the bridge of The Blaze’s nose, squeezing it as he pulled her face up to stare at him. “So many times have I done this dance. Offered my services for a little blood and yet, they always turn me down. There’s nothing to fear, Blaze. I promise you. With my power, they won’t lay a scratch on you. And if they do? You certainly won’t feel or be affected by it.”
“I just need some bloodshed to make it possible…”
Morning,
Draven sent The Blaze back to the labs at the crack of dawn, making sure it seemed she never left. The Blaze thought of his offer throughout all of the morning, through all of the morning rituals. She felt exhausted by the end of it all though. Not even watching TV with the other subjects cheered her up. …Still thinking…
Afternoon.
More tests. More things to burn and blow up. More needles full of only god knows…more awful grins and malicious jokes…! So, so, so many more tears falling from her face. Losing chances to live. More tests to fight. Like a gameshow of life or death. More people pricking and stealing blood to learn. The blood she needed to soon collect. …Still thinking…
Sunset.
Exhausted. Burning pain throughout her whole body. Her hands had scarred, torn and ripped skin. Bits of blood ran down her hands. Her back burned. She had used her wings way too much today. Did she finally come to a decision? She needed to. She needed out of this hell!
The second she saw the lights of the cameras shut off, she fell to her knees and folded her hands. “Draven…! Dancer of the Dark- The Puppeteer! What ever I have to call you to gain your attention. H-Heed my call!” The words caught in her throat as she noticed the uneasy feeling she had felt just last night. “…I accept your deal,” She continued, standing up and releasing her hands, “I’ll exchange blood for freedom. Blood for the pain to be gone. Blood for anything! I’ll give you as much as you need! I just need a weapon to draw it…” The Blaze allowed the blood streaming from her injuries to coat the floor under her hands.
“I was counting the hours, Blaze. Good to see you’ve awakened…” Strings dropped from the ceiling in the shape of a powerful sword. “Use your fire, you’ll hide it in seconds. Use it…draw the blood of those who hurt you. Draw the blood of the ones who have drawn yours for the last time. A child who does not feel the warmth of the village will burn it down as an adult to feel its heat…”
“Or, perhaps, a GOD in your case!” The Tear laughed.
“Will I really emerge outside this place…as a god?”
“That’s what my visions are saying…”
The Blaze reached her hand forward and held it against the strings. A sharp yell broke out the second The Blaze lit her hand up to use the sword.
“HEY! WAIT FOR MY STRINGS TO BE OFF OF IT!!!” The Tear yelled, roughly shaking The Blaze by her shoulders. The Blaze instinctively swung out her arm, burning those strings too. “Impatient pri-! …I can’t get angry at you, you were following my exact instructions! I’m impressed, there’s often a lot of miscommunication. And you stuck up for yourself against me! And I could EASILY overpower you!”
“Your ‘God’ act breaks quickly under pain. Now I have to ask, why are you helping something that could so easily hurt you?”
“No one should be suffering this awful treatment. I’ll help the other subjects soon…”
“We strike at dawn, Blaze. Speaking of, do you not have any other names?”
The Blaze only answered with a headshake, “Not that I remember any…though, there’s one name I’ve always thought was nice, maybe Winter?”
“Winter! A name that’s the complete opposite of you! Oh the irony…” His voice trailed away as the strings left.
The Blaze waited throughout the night restlessly, waiting for the second those doors opened. ‘I still don’t want to hurt them! I tried mercy…I tried peace…they didn’t listen. I’ll make them pay…but we don’t need to! C-Can’t we just intimidate them? THEY brought this on themselves! It’s time for revenge at last…’
The Blaze watched the cameras, practicing her swordsmanship while she waited. The sword flowed and cut through the air with ease. It was light and looked sharp, like it could do damage. Serious damage. She stabbed the sword into the ground roughly. The sword took no damage at all!
The Tear said she could hide the sword using her fire, let’s see here…
She spun the blade and lit her hands up. The blade disappeared rather quickly, allowing her to hide the blade easily. It didn’t even hurt this time. Either her nerves had been burnt away at this point, or The Tear kept his promise with what blood he had. “...I promise you, Draven, Puppeteer of Madness, I’ll bring you the blood you desire…” The Blaze whispered into her scarred hands.
The camera finally turned on. It was time now.
The door opened.
Flames burst from the room.
Alarms blared near instantly in The Blaze’s ears as she held a guard to the wall. They didn’t even get a moment to shout for help before his head rolled to the ground and his body dropped. The Blaze turned to his companion and raised the blade towards them. The guard stepped back and tried to use his baton.
Not even a second later, his screams faded away. The bright, blazing fire all around caused the sprinklers to go off and more alarms to blare. By now, it didn’t matter. Nothing would save these poor souls. Nothing would extinguish these flames.
Another guard. Another head to roll.
The Blaze flew down the hallway, pressing her wings into another who was pinned at the torso by her blade. Once severely charred, she raised her blade through them. She could feel The Tear’s excitement as red coated the walls and her face.
Everywhere she went, fire followed not far behind. The white walls were bathed in red and orange. Not a thing the blade touched lived for long. The Blaze swung her powerful blade every chance she got. 2…3…6…9…
13…23…
The number kept rising with each hallway cleared and each life taken. The fire around The Blaze burnt at her skin but she couldn’t care less. They had the chance to peacefully release her and let her run. This was all their fault.
Don’t stop until they’ve all paid…
Ignore your morals.
Slaughter them, my little flame…
And so she did.
The Blaze wouldn’t stop until she felt it was done.
‘Shouldn’t we release them? Please. They don’t deserve suffocation!’
The Blaze smothered this idea under more fire in her mind.
Don’t let anyone stop you.
The Blaze rushed at a poor scientist and sunk her blade into their chest. Her wings and hands burned but didn’t hurt. All she felt was light warmth on her skin. It was getting hard to breathe.
‘Please! Help them! Save them!’ More fire burned at these thoughts.
The Blaze shot through hallways. Not enough. Not enough.
Screams echoed all around her, seeping into her skin.
Sins crawled along her with each life burnt like spiders across her skin.
34…
45…
56…
63…
The number only grew higher and higher.
Then it was over. Just like that. Like with a snap awakening her from a trance.
The cold air flowed forward from the trees and fed the flames behind her.
Screams faded. Flames faded. Fresh air. At…last?
“My mind is still racing. …Why can’t I remember…?” The Blaze lifted her scarred face to the world. Staring at the trees, she cried, “P-Puppeteer o-of Madness! Dancer of the Dark!” The Blaze searched for that cold feeling to come over her. “Heed my call! …Did I do it? What have you given me?”
No response.
“The Tear between Worlds! Guider of the Ruined! The One from The Shadows!” She kept going, pleading for that chill. “..Please, Draven…heed…heed my call…” She folded her hands. “Please…don’t…abandon me…” Burning tears dripped down her cheeks, ruining the grass below. She brought her folded hands over her eyes.
“Lords, what have I done…”
“I feel the flames on my back…”
“I feel sins at my fingertips.”
“The blood will never dry, will it…?”
Her voice echoed into the night, pleading and pleading for guidance. For help.
“...I’m sorry…”
I paid the price that day. I paid with my death. …Now I wander these worlds, forever searching for guidance…
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More of childpornographer Shadman’s fans
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Here’s a list of various pedophiles that follow Shadman, a childpornographer who draws porn based on photos of real children, not included in Shadman’s original callout post. Some taken from:
https://archive.ph/xxJeC
https://archive.fo/u76oM
Posting all of them would take too much space so we recommend you check the archive links yourself and unfollow anyone you recognize that’s following Shadman.
https://twitter.com/Newgrounds
https://twitter.com/NG_Artists
The official Newgrounds twitter accounts.
https://twitter.com/_srpelo_
Youtuber with over 6 million subscribers.
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Sr Pelo has wormed his way into contributing to indie games like Friday Night Funking and The Binding of Isaac.
https://twitter.com/jessejayjones
Animator for Hazbin Hotel.
https://twitter.com/akidearest
Youtuber with one million subscribers.
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https://twitter.com/squizxy
Animator. Nearly a million subscribers on youtube.
https://archive.is/yJZcT
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https://twitter.com/GoodGuyFitz
Youtuber with four million subscribers.
https://twitter.com/nerdcity
Youtuber with 500,000 subscribers.
https://twitter.com/ElvisTheAlienTV
Youtuber with 700,000 subscribers.
https://twitter.com/MondoMedia
An American company that produces animation targeted at teens and young adults. Producers of Happy Tree Friends.
https://twitter.com/Sabtastique
Boring artist.
https://twitter.com/MrGenzoman
Artist who has worked on games like Double Dragon Neon.
https://twitter.com/SharkRobotStore
Store.
https://twitter.com/LivingTombstone
Shitty band.
https://twitter.com/Herschel
Developer at The Behemoth.
https://twitter.com/DolanDark
Youtuber with one million subscribers.
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https://twitter.com/Creeps_McPasta
Youtuber with one million subscribers.
https://twitter.com/RicepirateMick
https://archive.li/eMbAQ
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Animator and voice actor.
https://twitter.com/chluaid
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Animator, creator of Bitey of Brackenwood.
https://twitter.com/JennaLynnMeowri
Streamer.
https://archive.li/x0EsP
https://twitter.com/nikkinacks
Artist.
https://archive.is/VUyfD
https://twitter.com/lilithlovett
Streamer.
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Can these losers stop pretending Shadman is cool? He’s not even edgy. Shadman is just an ugly pedophile who preys on little kids and can’t draw.
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strelles-universe · 1 year
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The Fauna of Strelles
Not at all an exhaustive list but I've created some creatures that are woven through the world and could use some explanations. Will update as I add creatures - half the creatures that I add to strelles are because I think they're interesting but also to boost the available herbs and treatment that creatures can use given how many things us humans eat that either have no effect on cats and dogs or are flat out poisonous. This is especially important given how many illnesses for our pets are solved with a round of antibiotics; something my creatures can't get their paws on.
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Nadders | Small spiny backed lizards that are mildly venomous. Nadder venom - especially the marsh nadder - is a common deterrant painted onto the tools and materials that predators may raid.
Variants: Marsh, Brackenwood Harvest: Spines, tails Edible: Yes - when spines are removed
Blackwhip | An all black venomous snake known for hunting in densely wooded undergrowth. The largest blackwhips are known to lay their eggs around forest ThunderClan's snakerocks. The most important thing about them is that their shed skins can be used in a variety of nutrient boosters to keep sick cats in a healthy state.
Variants: N/a Harvest: Shed Skin Edible: Yes but blackwhips taste repulsive and the risk of being bitten is usually not worth it
Sablewing | A long-tailed glossy-black bird known for its territorial behavior and non-migrating habits. While a popular food source in the barren winters of the forest, most creatures brave the swooping and screeching seeking their beautiful feathers. This is especially true for WindClan who trade them to the Dawn Crows for various cratfs and creations.
Variants: Crested, Striped Harvest: Feathers, Meat Edible: Yes
New Creature | Description
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numbuh-1507 · 12 days
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Happy Pico Day, everyone!
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vampvore · 1 year
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for some reason your recent musings awakened a memory of the waterlollies episode of that old solo flash cartoon Brackenwood.,..
WHAT in the— what a strange cartoon…….
I fully expected the comment section to be full of “this is how I discovered my fetish” and “so hot 👌” but NO it’s just a bunch of people saying the animation is inspiring and they love the world and characters
Losing my marbles a little bit over this
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=pomm2WaDC38
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the-belladonna-project · 11 months
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Basic character profile: Teacher Vesper
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(pictures are not mine, but moodboard was made by me)
Name: Vesper Character base: hissed- specifically part bush-viper Position: languages teacher Subjects taught: runes & sigils, magical languages Age: 25 Gender: male (he/him) Sexuality: bisexual Height: 6ft Eye colour: orange Hair colour: black Likes: students who don't point out his lisp, being asked about the history of Hissed languages (he enjoys talking about his mother-languages), being shown a new rune-stone set by students (it's sweet to see them excited), being spoken to in Viperin, people understanding he's a little overprotective Dislikes: people who try to correct his pronunciation on his own languages, shed season, lisping on certain words, being asked why he doesn’t have a tail, his habit of getting defensive over people touching his things, thinking about if his swamp has been taken over yet Homeland: Brackenwood Swamp Hobby: collecting rune-stone bags (he keeps some and gives others to students) Talents: he can speak 6 languages- Viperin, Cobarian, Umbral, Impish, Elvish, and English Magic path: written spells, sigil magic, & spoken enchantments
as he can speak 6 languages, he often alternates which one he talks in depending on the students he talks to and their chosen one to study
yes, he has a forked tongue, and yes, his fangs are quite large compared to most Hissed- yes that is why he has a lisp, no you should not comment on it
he gets a bit overprotective of his belongings, specifically his desk and the things on/in it (he always apologises if he gets a bit snappy though)
his rune-stone sets are all custom made for him, and he makes little pouches for them that he then shares with students who have a set special to them but no bag
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fooloftheunknownworld · 6 months
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In all honesty the only thing I like about this Bitey is that it give me more motivation to make my own version of the character.
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quichelewoof · 2 years
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Weekly Woof (Catchup)
Back again with more Weekly Woof Catchup.  #7 This week's howl is all about cuisine of your pack. What do your wolves eat? Any specialties? Are there any cooks and chefs in your pack, or your wolves share the workload equally? Whilst the food is based on their location, most of my dens will have a designated cook and gatherers. For the Barrows, Sylvan Brackenwood is my chef, he likes to cook humble, homemade meals for the pack. They eat meats of easy to catch Rodill, berries and root vegetables. On the other hand, if we go to the Ravenschloss, their food changes by caste. Peons are likely to eat breads, vegetables and grains, something that keeps them weak and in check. Whilst the nobles tend to eat richer and meatier foods, luxuries imported across Loria by travelling caravans. Those same travellers are likely to eat dried meats of Bovius, Rodill, Foliums or tackbread, moonwater, but they always make sure to have a pot of stew when they camp. In the worst of cases, the travellers will have to eat their wares because nothing is more precious than their lives. #8 This week's howl is all about pack festivities. How do you imagine the traditional celebrations of each pack? Darkspine’s activities are for the nobles are luxurious, multiple week spread events. With masquerades designed to showcase Mika’s sly and intelligent nature, they host games of wit and rhyme to entertain. But the party does not end there, small balls, tea parties and dances are held near everyday, the better question for the Darkspine nobility is when do the festivities end? And that’s every new moon, a day every lunar cycle dedicated to Mika. With doors shut, candles being the only light, the Darkspine nobility pray to Mika for another month of forture, wit and stealth. For the plebians, the New Moon is when the aspect of Mika descends to Darkspine, without Mika’s guiding light from her pendant (the moon) it’s not unheard of to hear tales of thievery, murder and more to happen during the night.  Icerun, run by the old rules, worship and breath Orrin into their everyday lives, they tell tales to their whelps about the mighty Orrin and Icerun heroes to teach them lessons. Wooden carvings of rams and bears decorate their homes, with a skull of a ram as a centerpiece that they give thanks to. While they did not have “priests” like the fancy Goldsea wolves, they did have Foreseers, those who watched the ice and frozen lakes for signs from Orrin to guide their packs. Whilst they are not prone to extravagence, they do celebrate the dead of Winter when morale is low, the hardest is there with a massive bonfire and bring out Albear (White Bear) pelts to sleep on. The adults tell their cubs if they have been brave and strong all year, then maybe Orrin will leave them a gift. A knife or an amulet is a common gift.  Murkwood. Similar to Icerun, run by tradition, they host games of brawn, strength and honour monthly to test their land’s warriors. But even that pales to what every pup and even elderly wolf dream of achieving. Every year held under Luana’s name are The Trials. From running, tail throwing, biting, hunting to fighting matches, the wolves of Murkwood compete for the glory of their den and to be titled Champion of Luana for the year. Ran under Murkwood’s mightiest tree, Luana’s Laurel, a crown made of laurel leaves is given to the Champion of Luana. With that comes rewards and respect and a chance to enter Luana’s Laurel and spar with the Shade of Luana themself.  Goldsea. Old rules, luxuries, tradition? These hold no place for the pioneers of intellect. More focused on learning, creating and advancing their slice of Loria, it is the Scholars of Elius who spread teachings and word of innovation. A celebration is only held on the eve of a great innovation’s revelation, with wine, fruits and special sweetmeats. But how do the wolves of Goldsea know when to celebrate? When a creation, teaching or craft has been made, that wolf must first submit it to the Scholars of Elius for a peer review. Once it has been approved and given a patent, the Scholars spread the news with parchments detailing the innovation or crystal imaging for the more rich Goldsea wolves. And greatness is in the eye of the beholder. For the drought plagued lands, science for discovering wells is great, but for a clan living by the rivers it is of no use. But... every Goldsea scholar dreams of finding that one idea, that one creation that will shake the core of Goldsea and get every town, village and city to celebrate their amazing innovation. #9 This week's howl is all about Beta Hype, which of these features are you most excited to see/test? I remember pre-beta hype! I was most excited to play with the market and breed my then starters. Good thing I joined beta because my then starter wolves were awful to breed! o(* ̄▽ ̄*)ブ #10 This week's howl is all about companions! What role will companions play in your lore? Companions will be similar to Marvin for me, that they are sentient creatures. However, depending on the den, depends on how companions are treated and raised. For Ravenschloss, the companions are like mere pets and treated as lesser than even the most poor wolf. For places like the Warrens or the Travelling Caravans, they are friends who decide to stay beside the wolves and assist them volunatarily.  The Spine companions are dangerous to tame or even befriend, if a wolf so much as shows up with a companion they are seen to be very strong to subdue another race. #11 This week's howl is all about LW items - trinkets, materials, food and currency only! Which one(s) is your favorite so far and why? Trinket - My favourite trinket were the succulents, I’d really want them to be crafting materials though to make apparel items with! Materials - Bones fufufufu, I’d love to see skulls and other bones turn up for more variety. Food - Pumpkin pie! It just looked so yummy and was a great food source for my den with a baker wolf. Currency - Pebbles just makes my heart soft, just imagining wolves trading pebbles for goods is just amazing. Apparel - Willow tree was my favourite! I wanted to splash it on all of my wolves. Speciality - Besprinklers! WAAAAAY too much fun to sprinkle wolves and hope for the best. #12 This week's howl is all about your pack’s territory. Where will your pack live? What's their home like? Are they live in caves, houses, castles? Depending on the den is where my wolves live. The Warrens live in old carved out warren homes in the side of a cliff, once they were just like caves but over time they added doors and windows to the side of the cliff, moss canopies for porches and flowerpots became more common. Ravenschloss is a giant castletown with the plebians living in the rickety town beneath the noble’s mansions and the Ravenschloss castle casting them in shadow forever.  The Barrows live in cottages built into hillocks and farmhouses by the sea. But The Sundered have no place to live, for they are just the shades of wolves past and corrupted slowly by Chaos.
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seoladyltd · 7 months
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Brackenwood was established in 1987 and since then has not changed its name or ever ceased trading. The business is now in its 4th generation of guarantees and continues to serve customers who first purchased in the 1980s. https://brackenwood.com/whats-the-difference-between-upvc-and-aluminium-windows  Much has changed in the five decades since Brackenwood’s first customers, but the drive and determination to provide the very best possible advice to families, just like yours, is as strong today as it was in 1987.
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