#miss moon alagadda

[proth-blog]

I fr cant figure out my miss moon desing like i know i want a focus on eyes and her being an albino but god she is so had to desing ;-; very sag

Her strech marks and her scars in general are supposed to be gold but idk how to give that effect lol

#scp #art #scp fanart #scp art #scp foundation #my art #my art sketch #character design #miss moon alagadda #miss moon #alagadda #scp 2264

[altamira24]

Another attempt at pixel art in the style of cutscenes from Undertale with Raphael’s interaction with Miss Moon.

#scp foundation #undertale #alagadda #scp 2264 #miss moon #scp 049 #au #art

[crazygamusino]

#miss moon #scp fundation #alagadda #digital art #fanart #scp fundation fanart

[randomlbirdo]

Just an Alagadda wip and sketch dump which includes a little shitpost.

Also a lil bonus here:

#art #my art #art dump #scp alagadda #scp #alagadda #alagadda scp #art digital #scp 049 #scp 035 #miss moon #wip #scp fanart #shitpost #shitpost at the end

[signedrook]

Miss Moon

The Queen of Crows, aka Miss Moon, in the first iteration of art I drew for her.

I see beautiful drawings of her done by artists with their own view of how she looks, so by no means is this the 'only' design. But it is how I view her as the author!

You can read about her in my story Goodnight, Miss Moon on the scpwiki 🖤

#rook artz #alagadda #miss moon #queen of crows #goodnight miss moon #scp #scp foundation #sarkicism

[via-the-ghoul]

[image ID: A chubby woman sits on a sliver crescent moon in front of a yellow background and various transparent black crow feathers. She herself is a humanoid crow, with a beak, feathery face, black skin(?) and hole filled wings. She is dressed in renaissance royalty era clothes, wearing a fancy tattered dark grey dress, with a grey collar, a Pearl necklace, and long sleeves. She has black hair kept up in a bun. Her eyes are purple, which is the only bit of color in her entire design. End ID]

Miss Moon! In which I continue the Via tradition of going in a different direction than everyone else with my design choices for a SCP-verse god

#via #various sketches #scp #scp foundation #scp alagadda #scp fandom #scp 2264 #scp miss moon

[calf-cover]

Hello! Do you think this was all? Oh, no - I came back with the second part of

The Mini-Analysis of the Alchemical Aspect of Alagadda (part 2)

This time we will analyze the second Lord of Alagadda – the Wearer of the Mask of  Diligence - White Lord and their stage. It won't do without headcannons either, and let's start our trip right now! 

But I warn you, this analysis is three times longer than the previous one!

*And you can read the first part, if you miss it*

Want to say that alchemy and its sources are extremely disordered and often contradictory. I tried to make sense of them and organize by virtue of my knowledge and the logic of the ritual. 

But it is a little daunting to read with eyes opening wider and wider three pages about the "Virgin Mary's uterus", so that in the end came to the conclusion that this is purely a reference to a freaking return to the womb of the mother, rebirth and all the other stuff that already WAS IN A BUNCH OF RITUALS AND CULTURES And IT WAS CLEAR FROM the FIRST MENTION!!? And about the rest of the texts, I'm generally silent. As you read the alchemical treatises in the original it becomes clear why there are constant orgies in Alagadda. They just honor the origins, so to speak…

But let's get back to the analysis. Oh, it will be long and very interesting!

The White Lord, Wearer of the Diligence Mask personifies the stage of Albedo. And if Nigredo is a nightmare, Albedo is a waking up after it. In this stage we get purified, liquefied and crystal-clear matter capable of turning any metal into silver, the second most perfect metal after gold.

Spiritually, Albedo is a stage of contemplation and "growing up". This is the ablution from past sufferings and the entry into a new stage – after metaphorical death and rebirth in Nigredo, the rite of initiation comes to an end. The body is dissolved, and the spirit is purified and tangible. "The soul at this stage feeds on milk, like a infant, preparing for grow" says the description of this stage in one of the treatises, and the spiritual meaning here interests us more than the chemical one. It can be assumed that the "milk" here is a new experience, new powers and opportunities that a person receives by passively analyzing and absorbing the world around them.

In our analysis, I want to pay special attention to the fact that Albedo is very similar to the outcome of the initiation rite (rebirth in a new form after "death" in Nigredo), which makes it associated with duty. In all cultures, such rituals were often a "test" of a person's readiness for new responsibilities and a solemn endowment of them.

Hence, perhaps, the status of the Lord – "The Mask of Diligence". That is, given the nature of this stage, it can be assumed that the White Lord has some special powers and a role different from those of the other Lords, possibly related somehow to order and maintaining stability, while the other lords seem more chaotic and prone to destruction. It is also worth noting that this word has far more than one meaning – it means both "assiduity" and "perseverance", "patience", "thoroughness". And surely these qualities are also inherent in our Lord.

The symbols of this stage are the white swan, the moon, Jupiter and silver. The swan is a symbol of the perfection of the spirit, but also a link between water and air, the Moon and Jupiter, which refers to the Chemical Wedding – the end of Albedo, the mixing of two metals, "female" philosophical mercury and "male" philosophical sulfur – volatile and liquid. By the way, it results in a divine hermaphrodite – Rebis, their fusion and child. Therefore, it is likely that the White Lord, as a symbol of this stage and process, are intersex – and given their nature, this is not an ordinary "human" hermaphrodite, namely a mythical Rebis – that is an intersex squared with a fascinating chthonico-cosmic concept of gender. Finally, a character I can fully associate myself with

The moon emphasizes the connection of Albedo with water, as well as with the feminine principle and the fragility of the emerging alchemical compound. The light of the moon is still cold, barely discernible, it is far from the final clarity of Ruberdo. And consciousness is still wandering in the twilight, still tender and alert, but seeing and greedily absorbing everything it can reach.

Jupiter, on the contrary, is already an established, strong union – it is the reins of order, luck and confidence, and the patron saint of science, philosophy and law. It symbolizes immense knowledge, and the opportunity to touch them, expand the boundaries and know things that seemed forbidden and unknowable. Venus also has some influence at the end of the stage, but most of the time the process takes place under the auspices of the Moon and Jupiter. Venus, on the other hand, accompanies Albedo to the next stage, which we will talk about another time.

Silver is traditionally a magical, healing metal, second only to gold. It is a symbol of the majesty of purity, clarity, as well as strength and perseverance, because it withstands the effects of many aggressive mediums. It is a symbol of the feminine principle and the moon, providence and purification from the impurities of the soul.

Having gathered together all the information received, we can present an approximate portrait of this mysterious Lord. It is a powerful entity that most likely orders and balances the wild, unbridled nature of Alagadda and other Lords. And here I want to note an important point. As we remember, Albedo has a special connection with liquids – more than any other stages. And apparently, it is with liquids – the four humors of the body, the dissolutions necessary for transformations that Alagadda is extremely firmly connected. It would not be surprising if it was the White Lord who would act as such a link.

As for the character – apparently it will be restrained being, that immersed in secret knowledge and constantly analyzing and ordering everything. However, they will be endowed with strength and stubbornness, steadfastness, under the onslaught of which anyone will kneel.

As for appearance, the Albedo stage in alchemy is often depicted as a woman with a pale face in white dress and a crown. So most likely it will be a monstrous Snow Queen, cold as a cosmic abyss, deceptively fragile and infinitely mysterious. Truly worthy to carry the status of the purest divine unknowable Rebis, from the mere presence of who space itself freezes.

Well, now let's move on to my cross between a reclusive theorist, Dr. Frankenstein and my goofy ahh technician grandpa (who almost sawed off my fingers along with a piece of iron), a being more like a monumental iceberg than a thin ice queen, possessing the emotional range of a dried acorn.

I love my White Lord. I love their dissimilarity, I like their manners and character, which is reflected in their appearance, and the fact of their extremely perverted and at first glance not manifested sense of humor despite complete external and internal coldness. And there is still some irony in their "true" appearance in comparison with traditional images.

However, it is probably an omission that they were originally made without delving into alchemical symbolism - despite all the similarity of the final results. Instead, a strong emphasis was placed on their connection with fluids and lymph – humour, responsible for the brain and "hydration". Also, because of the translation in my native language, they were literally called "The Lord of Perseverance", so in the end there was more stubbornness than decency in them.

In my text to their tarot fan art, I mentioned that their body size is not increased because of fat at all. And I think it's worth revealing this fact so as not to torment the audience with guesses. Their tissues are saturated with lymph.

The lymph acts as a layer between their skin and muscles, the lymph protects and nourishes the mighty flesh around the gold-yellow bones, the lymph binds deceptively human insides and flows through the veins, binding any poisons and cooling burns before they have time to do any harm. The White Lord can literally absorb almost any damage and calmly continue moving, and this with their vulnerable humanoid form! And they are really needs that...

The White Lord is looking for answers to many questions. Why do Lords look so much more like people than ordinary peasants? How does the complex system of Alagadda work? Where are the limits of their fluid management abilities?.. They are an obscenely broad profile scientist, deeply studying, among other things, the nature of Alagadda, which remains a mystery even for the Lords. For this, they often get comeuppance from the Ambassador, then from Alagadda itself, accidentally getting into its dangerous processes, then from the offspring of their experiments, but after that they just shake themselves off and continue working. The fact that the Lord is orderly and follows certain rules does not mean that these will be the rules of the local government…

But in addition to personal research, the White Lord works to order, whether it's creating new drinks, alloys and fancy tools, or extracting a narcotic slug from places where it clearly shouldn't be. Of course, not for free. All the Lords are forced to seek their assistance one way or another.

They like everything to be orderly, studied and in its place, and at meetings they often act as a conciliatory party, restraining the ardent temper of their brethren. After all, they are is the only one who can tolerate the Black Lord, and often softens his violent nature.

They are infinitely calm, persistent and logical, but at the cost of their own feelings. They get no pleasure from anything other than mental work, have almost no attachments and do not feel the slightest regret when they see suffering as well as gratitude in return for kindness. If the Black Lord is an emotional being and perfectly aware of what pain and rid of it is, the Yellow Lord experiences a range of complex emotions and the most subtle and diverse variations of hatred, and the Red Lord deliberately ignores the feelings of others, putting his delight above the someone’s sufferings, then the White Lord, even with telepathy, is not able to fully understand what others are experiencing.

Usually they regard people as things – either neutral, or interfering, or giving an opportunity to extract something. And probably, including on this basis, they got together with the Black Lord. But you know, two evil geniuses in the same city sounds like an extremely explosive mix…

#scp #scp headcanons #scp 2264 #Alagadda #SCP Foundation #scp alagadda #white lord #long post #veeeery long #lords of alagadda #scp fandom #tw mentions of violence #tw light body horror

[fuzedatti]

II. Primordial Alagadda

───── ❝ 𝐀𝐧 𝐒𝐂𝐏 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞 ❞ ─────

Masterlist

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Lucifer banishing from heaven gave him a kingdom of his own, a reality far away from God. If pride is hereditary, then Meská is the descendant of Lucifer.

Being exhiled, Meská was stranded for decades under the burning sun and melancholy winters. It took a long time for someone to finally find him. No matter who was destined to find him, he just wanted to go explore the New World and see how to get more power. 9th Earl of Northumberland, or Henry Percy, was the lucky one to encounter the entity, immediately recognizing its potential.

The sorcerer Earl, as he was known, had been imprisoned in the Martin Tower of the Tower of London, although he enjoyed privileges such as books and other research material. Being a famous alchemist, he had to quench his thirst for knowledge, and the mask seemed to be the missing piece. His magnum opus, The Iron Gate, was being completed.

Meská had no idea what the alchemist was doing, but he saw that on his walls there were three other masks hanging similar to him. He figured out the situation; An imprisoned alchemist with delusions of grandeur and unlimited resources? He was up to no good. Memories are somewhat diffuse, Percy was building something inside that door that radiated sin. He joined the masks and placed them delicately on the ground to preach these words:

Nigredo. We will confront the dark night of the soul - the pineal gland will be freshly extract'd. fire evokes the shadow within.

Albedo. Wash aroint the impurities - rain cleanses all sin and prepares the soul f'r Elysium. Divide, not as dictat'd by the rigors of harmony, but rather into two opposing principles to be later coagulat'd to form a unity of opposites.

Citrinitas. Victory coincides with the yellowing of the lunar consciousness. the white surrenders to dawn; the travelling lamp slays the moon.

Rubedo. Red alludes; instead, surrender upon the apparatus a sanguine sacrifice.

It seemed to be the steps to create the Philosophal's Stone. Though his voice was poetic, it didn't work. There was no paranormal event or anything like that. The sorcerer was disappointed in himself, abandoning his experiment after a short time. Meská, now trapped in that dark room surrounded by inanimate masks, cursed in his mind for the next 1000 years of eternal boredom that awaited him... Until something happened.

A God-shaped hole opened into the room. Radiating arrogance, it negligently took the masks and handed them over to another, even more imposing presence, but this one generated fear, despair. In the blink of an eye, the room stopped being small and became an entire kingdom. As if it were a cosmic expansion, the place seemed to keep growing. The masks began to gain consciousness and grow a physical body, including Meská.

Now together with their companions they went to the two previous figures. Firstly, the one who had rings on his neck and a crown for his head, introduced himself as The Ambassador of Alagadda. At his side, there was a king with a veil completely covering his face, bent over and chained, this was The Hanged King.

Curiously, no one spoke, everything was a change of essence between them. The four masks were named Masters and Lords of Alagadda, in charge of advising the King. Each one was given a name and position. Meská found the whole thing rather intriguing, so he went with the flow this time.

The yellow mask was given the name of The Yellow Lord, bearer of the Odious mask. The white one, The White Lord, bearer of the diligent mask. The one in red, The Red Lord, bearer of the mirthful mask. And finally, Meská, The Black Lord, bearer of the anguished mask.

They Lords accepted their titles, entering the now complete palace. Out of the corner of their eyes, they could see the non-Euclidean constructions. The previously mentioned four Lords seemed to be the only ones in that little universe. The ocher yellow sky was painted with distant black stars. The Black Lord was beginning to like this place, big, glorious, and creatures similar to them could be seen emerging from the ground; A new kingdom ready to be led.

Meská tried to talk with his companions, but was only rebuffed by his enthusiasm. Bored again, he went to prowl the streets of this new world. Among all the "citizens" he found one with a picturesque appearance. Tall, covered in plumage and a curious raven-shaped mask.

��A rather perfect city, shall I say– The entity petrified upon hearing it, trying to pass it by. —Wait!– He took his arm.

—My master and Black Lord, you must not speak to a mere subject like me.–

—Ugh, barely two minutes into my existence and they already treat me like a God...– He paused. —It brings me so much joy!–

Confused, he freed himself from his Lord's grasp but not before hearing him yell: "What is your name?" and the crow, tense, would answer: —Herald, Herald of Kul-Manas.–

"What a curious name" he thought. The idea of ​​leading such a submissive people seemed incredible to him. There was only one problem, there was no chance that the Hanged King would want to resign his position. He would need a plan, something would occur to him to overthrow the King and be able to have everything at his mercy, for now he would be just discovering more of this mysterious world and what it has to offer.

He wonders if ravens were always this beautiful.

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This chapter has a fragment extracted from SCP-2264.

#olympus scp #scp #scp 049 x scp 035 #scp 035 x scp 049 #alagadda #scp 2264 #the black lord #the white lord #the red lord #the yellow lord #the hanged king #the ambassador of alagadda #scp fanfiction #scp fanfic #fanfic #scp 035

[pandora-blackstone]

wait, so if Miss Moon is the Queen of Crows, that mean that she's the queen of Yulü? 😲

Mhm, now that is definitely a difficult question to answer! While that would definitely make sense. The Death Brothers came to be at the very start of time, and were possibly responsible for the creation of Alagadda. Which, if I could remember correctly, in turn created Miss Moon. So I guess what we really should wonder is, what came truly came first? The Death Brothers or Miss Moon?

But in my headcanon, I like to think she, in a way, is the queen of Yulü. Or at the very least are close allies. :)

#pandora speaks #kcalteri #scp #scp headcanons #death brothers #scp death brothers #scp small death #small death #they are best friend I like to think #death and the moon first together very well after all #unavailable-telephone

[mister-gooday]

Ode to the Huntress

My dearest, Miss Moon

Look down from your starlight view

See that your wife does swoon

Over the memory of you

Her love is eternal

For the huntress adorned in black

A million times your name scrawled in her journal

Anything she'll do to have you back

See how your white knight consoles her

Happily passing along her word

Through her window remained ajar

This perfect, shining bird

Rest well, Alagadda's rightful queen

Know that her love for you stays true

Even if you cannot be seen

You will always remain in her view

#alagadda #miss moon #scp foundation #poetry #my writing #poets on tumblr

[anaban44]

Draw in one layer is my passion no... honestly i got an art block but meh good night miss moon (character of @luxaiko)

#scp #scp 2264 #king of alagadda #alagadda #small sketch #miss moon #are u the queen???

[proth-blog]

Just some silly sketchs

Btw I have this little headcanon that miss moon is a spiteful person so much so that whenever she goes to alagadda of course only to piss of tge king lol she leaves her eyes uncovered, while the rest of her face is covered by her wings, since in a tale it was said that the king hates them lol

#scp #art #scp art #scp fanart #scp foundation #alagadda #my art sketch #sketch #my art #scp headcanons #scp hanged king #the ambassador #miss moon alagadda #miss moon #scp 2264 #scp 701 #ambassador of alagadda

[altamira24]

Miss Moon as Toriel. Did anyone even doubt it? She's just a sweet, lonely lady with "mommy syndrome." And besides, the sister of the king, with whom they are in a quarrel.

P.S. I don't want to make exact copies of the Undertale characters, but I will still keep some overlaps with them.

#scp foundation #undertale #alagadda #scp 2264 #miss moon #au #art #crossover

[flying-monarch]

Fun fact:

There’s at least 40 stories/SCPs all related to Alagadda. They go as listed:

About the Serpent

An Alchemist Goes To War

And so the Crows Laughed

A Wandsman in the Court of the Hanged King

Book Club

Can You Show Me The Way To Alagadda?

Competitive Teleology

CotBG Archive ██/██/20██-███: Of Dragons and Serpents

Counterpoint

Crossing the Frame

Document SCP-701-1640-B-1

Duets

Empedocles

Found in a dusty corner of the Library

Goodnight, Miss Moon

I Care Because You Do

Incident Report SCP-701-19██-1

Intermission: Audience of Crowns

In the Shadow of the Anguished Lord

i was a teenage shoggoth (Ween cover)

Lessons for Old Dogs

Louise's Photograph

Masks, Monsters, & Merchants

Midnight Parade

Of Doctors and Alagadda

On Mount Golgotha - Hub

Our Mutual Guide

Pattern Breaker

Pestilence in the Court of the Hanged King

Pt. 1 - Gagliarda Dell'Ambasciatore

Restoring Harmony

SCP-2264

SCP-2732

SCP-3573

SCP-5075

SCP-5462

SCP-5501

SCP-5917

SCP-6125

SCP-6500

SCP-701

Sweeter Dreams Inc.

The Black Vaults of Alagadda

The Clock Shall Strike Again

The Hanged King's Comedy

The Hanged King's Tragedy

Theology of a Snake

There Are No Children In Alagadda

I haven’t read all of them yet, but give them a read if you want ideas!

I’m definitely will because I’m planning on making an Alagadda story🤫

#alagadda #scp #scp foundation

[proth-blog]

Idk I just wanted to draw miss moon

I like me some borb lady hehehe i need more borbs lol

Btw I know she is a crow thingy nut i thought it would be cool if she was an albino since idk moon purple and stuff like that so now she is an albino crow or something lol

#scp #art #scp art #scp fanart #scp foundation #alagadda #my art sketch #sketch #scp 2264 #my art #my doodles #doodle #miss moon #miss moon alagadda #silly borb lady #character design #mabey idk

[randomlbirdo]

"Been a while since we've seen each other.."

Kind of on art block so just sharing this somewhat rushed one.

(Miss Moon may only have one functioning eye, but she gets a scar that resembles the alagadda sky.)

#art #my art #scp alagadda #alagadda #alagadda scp #miss moon #brothers death #small death #queen of crows #Goodnight Miss Moon #scp fandom