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the tortured mercenary/assassin thing has to be handled with care or else it’s fucking stupid.
the worst is when they don’t want to admit that their emomercenary thing has any fault in his job. OH HE DOESN’T WANT TO KILL PPL, HE REALLY A NICE GUY SO DON’T JUDGE HIM!!!
look it doesn’t matter whether he likes it or not HE STILL KILLS PEOPLE
tell everyone all about the ginger planet. also, some misc asks: i want to see merc doing something fishlike, and what would unreal's reaction be if someone were to call him "chicken."
ok i will do those misc asks next time i feel bored
THE GINGER PLANET
the ginger planet, which i haven’t bothered to figure out a better name for, is a small desert planet inhabited mostly by a population of ginger humans. It is the planet that Frank is from and Sarah was raised on. When I say small, I mean small. There are maybe less than a dozen towns and a city on it (spaced by gratuitous uninhabitable desert). It is relatively out of the way of the larger more important planets, and is most people just know it as being sort of a truck stop kinda place, if they know it at all.
The particular town that Frank and Sarah are from is sort of a weird place. Sort of a small southern town kinda thing. And it’s probably a cult of some kind.
I’m probably forgetting some of the crap we made up about this place but oh well….
what is the basis of sable and mordecai's cult? like basic mythos, methods of worship, etc.
Alrighty where to begin
well they’re a death cult like pretty much every religion. They’re just a little more open about it. They view Styx as THE god. They’re enamored with the end of days and want to “help” Styx bring it about because they think there’s some candy or special reward for them at the end or some shit. Styx doesn’t actually have anything to do with the apocalypse or anything, but she doesn’t really give two shits what they’re doing because they’re just mortal chumps. She finds it all very amusing, actually, and comes around every century or so to a “prophet” to say something ambiguous and then watch as they “decipher” a batshit insane “true message” behind her purposely vague words.
Their mythos varies widely between different pockets of their religion, and they are not afraid to kill each other over these minor disparities in their myths. The most consistent part of their religion has a ye old virgin birth of a messiah/god figure thing which they insist all the other religions stole from them.
Methods of worship entail your typical “crazy cult” sort of things. Virgin sacrifices, tripping your ass off “holy water”, cannibalism (sometimes), etc. They also kill “defective” members to send them straight to Styx to “sort out.” Of course, all of this is buried DEEP in the cult, so by the time you know about this crazier stuff you’re probably already insane enough that it doesn’t seem like that big of a deal.
art/design class: I don’t remember, I think I was dead the whole time
web design class: some guy in the class tried to protest the use of jpgs because he thought that jpgs decreased in quality every time they were viewed but i think his problem is that ever time he opened up a jpg in paint he resaved it thus ending up with an artifacted mass in the end…….