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The Home That The Gods Built

Lowkey and Lazy - Indie RP and Ask Blog for the Gods of Pandora

Pandora 𓆩♡𓆪 Cadallion 𓆩♡𓆪 Vixienen 𓆩♡𓆪 Qalianna 𓆩♡𓆪 Raxion

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CW/TW: 21+ themes, Body horror, Kinks abound, Monsterfucker sanctuary I can and will be horny on main~ Ships more than welcome! If the personalities mesh well. (OCs are ever evolving, if you see inconsistencies in the story or powers/abilities... no the fuck you don't lmao)

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If I do it again I’m just gonna yeet myself into the fucking sun and soft block myself.

I swear to god it’s like I don’t read. Smh

I swear to god it’s like I don’t read. Smh

I’m trying but I’ve got all these new ish ocs idk how to push

I am in a deficit of ideas for rp starters… I’m too used to plotting stuff but I’m also too shy to approach people to plot. 😓

I am in a deficit of ideas for rp starters… I’m too used to plotting stuff but I’m also too shy to approach people to plot. 😓

I wanna rp as Ginger more but I’ve set the impossible standard of having to finish this new ref of her before I can

And I’m really fucking slow at art

*sobbing*

I had a weird dream the troll hunters movie thing never happened and the story continued if Jim being the hunter on into his 20’s, slowly growing bored with the routine of helping the trolls and new enemies rising from every corner of the world but being subdued in a three episode arch at most. There’s no for he hasn’t defeated or placated with his friends, no stone unturned, no world he hasn’t saved or cavern he hasn’t explored. He speaks fluent trollish with several different dialects etc

And then a new enemy arises and he thinks it’ll be more of the same. A kidnapped giant of a troll raised among the stars. Honestly looked a little like his troll form but w/e. And for the first time in literal years he was actually beaten to the point of near death. And honestly? He enjoyed it!

Of course, everyone fucking overreacted and while he was recovering, went to try and defeat the guy themselves. only to get captured and learn his sob story and why he can’t stop the war he’s brought even if he wanted to.

Might work on the story a little bit it was pretty terrifying but epic when I was first playing it out

Uncommon Questions for OCs and their creators:

Send me a # (questions for OCs) or a letter (questions for creators) and I’ll answer

QUESTIONS FOR YOUR OCs

What’s the maximum amount of time your character can sit still with nothing to do?

How easy is it for your character to laugh?

How do they put themselves to bed at night (reading, singing, thinking?)

How easy is it to earn their trust?

How easy is it to earn their mistrust?

Do they consider laws flexible, or immovable?

What triggers nostalgia for them, most often? Do they enjoy that feeling?

What were they told to stop/start doing most often as a child

Do they swear? Do they remember their first swear word?

What lie do they most frequently remember telling? Does it haunt them?

How do they cope with confusion (seek clarification, pretend they understand, etc)?

How do they deal with an itch found in a place they can’t quite reach?

What color do they think they look best in? Do they actually look best in that color?

What animal do they fear most?

How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first?

What makes their stomach turn?

Are they easily embarrassed?

What embarrasses them?

What is their favorite number?

If they were asked to explain the difference between romantic and platonic or familial love, how would they do so?

Why do they get up in the morning? 

How does jealousy manifest itself in them (they become possessive, they become aloof, etc)? 

How does envy manifest itself in them (they take what they want, they become resentful, etc)? 

 Is sex something that they’re comfortable speaking about? To whom? 

 What are their thoughts on marriage? 

 What is their preferred mode of transportation? 

 What causes them to feel dread? 

 Would they prefer a lie over an unpleasant truth? 

 Do they usually live up to their own ideals? 

 Who do they most regret meeting? 

 Who are they the most glad to have met? 

 Do they have a go-to story in conversation? Or a joke? 

 Could they be considered lazy? 

 How hard is it for them to shake a sense of guilt? 

 How do they treat the things their friends come to them excited about? Are they supportive? 

Do they actively seek romance, or do they wait for it to fall into their lap? 

Do they have a system for remembering names, long lists of numbers, things that need to go in a certain order (like anagrams, putting things to melodies, etc)? 

What memory do they revisit the most often? 

How easy is it for them to ignore flaws in other people? 

How sensitive are they to their own flaws?

How do they feel about children? 

How badly do they want to reach their end goal? 

If someone asked them to explain their sexuality, how would they do so? 

QUESTIONS FOR CREATORS

A) Why are you excited about this character? B) What inspired you to create them? C) Did you have trouble figuring out where they fit in their own story? D) Have they always had the same physical appearance, or have you had to edit how they look? E) Are they someone you would get along with? Would they get along with you? F) What do you feel when you think of your OC (pride, excitement, frustration, etc)? G) What trait of theirs bothers you the most? H) What trait do you admire most? I) Do you prefer to keep them in their canon universe? J) Did you have to manipulate or exclude canon factors to allow them to create their character?

i don't want a fursuit... but...

A tail and ears/horns would be cool, thats all.

In the 2000s, phones had quirks and class....

ive got fuckin 45 of these bitches to edit down into usable emotes or whatever. which doesnt seem like a lot with only three different eye positions and five different mouth positions each but still.

can't decide if I want to do that tonight or tomorrow...

Spent all day making these instead of writing rps, or resting.

Some Gingers I could turn into icons for rps or stickers

I woke up in the absolute worst pain today and I retched taking my meds. I think I’m officially sick.

Old ass concept art of the main sentient Pandoran race. Unisex Insectoid creatures with a job system instead of genders. Farmers, Crafters, Hunters, and Guardians.

Maybe someday I’ll finish the sketch.

i sat down to write the legend of Pixie Hollow for my pixies in case it ever comes up and instead i wrote whatever the fuck that was.

I guess it kinda makes sense bc the Pixies are from Pandora, so the myth of the world's creation leads into Pixie Hollow, but still.

I was going for watership down and struck the old testament ig.

Creation of Pandora

A bible-esque telling of the myth of Pandora's creation. No beta, I wrote this in like 1 hr bc im fuckin slow and in pain

Gods of the Pantheon: Myciliatrapaconti/Pandora - Goddess of the world tree + the Planet's heart Cadallion/Camazotz/Cadaver - God of Life, Death, and Rebirth Vixxiennen/ViVi/Azzy - God of Love, Lust, Creativity, and War Qalianna/Celadon/Leif - Goddess of the Forests, Jungles, Flora, Food, and the Hunt Raxion/Symbiont/Reggie - God of Rot, Mushrooms, Medicine, Drugs, and Pestilence

In the beginning, there was nothing but Harmony. Her world barren and empty

Then she plucked a seed from her soul and planted it in her rich soils, and from it grew Life.

And her son was born.

He created mortal souls to populate the world, but with no bodies to inhabit, they stagnated became listless.

He asked his mother to fill the world with creatures, so his souls can know happiness and play.

And so she planted another seed, and from it grew Love.

Her second son was born.

He looked upon the barren lands and took the sacred soil into his hands. He mixed it with his holy blood and tears to form clay, and from it he crafted the first creatures for the souls to inhabit. All equals who lived in Harmony.

But then the bodies Love created started to wither and cry, their hearts filled with suffering and their bodies weakening.

They required sustenance to live, but the world was barren and had nothing for them but clay and soil to eat.

So life and love turned to their mother and asked her to fill the world with food for their creations.

She nodded, and Harmony planted yet another seed.

From it, grew Flora.

Upon her birth, the world burst into vibrant greenery with tall trees that bore sweet fruits and nuts, and low bushes ripe with nourishing berries. Medicinal herbs grew to heal mortal pains, and grasses grew to cushion their paws. Flowers filled the world with sweetness and color, and the mortals knew true happiness.

The world was so abundant and lush, the mortals had more than they could ever eat. And still, the greenery grew, overtaking the mortals making it harder and harder for them to gather for how dense the foliage became.

And so Life, Love, and Flora begged their mother to stem the growth to find a way to get rid of the plants the mortals couldn’t eat.

Their mother agreed, so she made a clearing and planted a final seed. And from it grew Rot.

Her final child was born.

Upon his birth, the undergrowth and leaf litter started to decay. Strands of silk spread far and wide beneath the soil, and mushrooms, and mold, and insects crawled out to devour what the mortals could not. Slowly clearing the lands of overgrowth until the mortals could breathe again.

And so gods and mortals alike breathed a heavy sigh, for the world was finally in Harmony and abundance once again. As it should be.

For a time the world stayed in Harmony, the mortals living and falling in love, multiplying as they partook of the abundant lands, with rot eating away at what they could not.

Until there wasn’t enough.

The mortals grew unhappy and cramped as they multiplied. They wanted more, but only for themselves. They hated how they had to share their dwindling resources with the other races, fighting the seasons and each other for enough to sustain their growing numbers that exploded in the times of abundance.

And so they began to fight.

And fight.

And fight.

Each battle warped their love into hatred, each wound grew deeper and deeper until Life bore something new called Death. Fires burned the dense forests and jungles, ruining their food and starving them. And in their wake, sickness took hold.

Harmony was enraged. For her utopia gave way to Discord.

How DARE her children’s creations take advantage of the utopia they were given?!

How DARE they sow seeds of chaos and strife into their harmony?!

From her rage and sorrow she bore another seed, but as it grew and as it bloomed, a child was not made, but a curse.

A darkness that warped her home and poisoned her children.

Life became Death.

Love became War.

Flora became Carnage.

Rot became Pestilence.

And Harmony became Chaos.

Her children suffered, as did their creations. She looked upon the world she created and wept.

And wept.

And wept.

Until the lands flooded. Her tears forming great rivers and creeks, pooling into lakes and oceans.

Her tears divided the lands and culled their creations, until only a handful remained.

As she wept her children looked upon their home and came to an agreement. In Chaos there is Harmony. They just had to get a little creative.

Death paved the way for new Life to blossom, culling the weak and sick and old so there's space for the young.

War made Love more intimate and special, mortals learning how to protect their partners and families and fight for the hearts of their beloveds.

Pestilence kept mortal lives short, sweet, and meaningful, allowing the corpses to Rot and nourish the depleted soils.

Carnage felled mighty beasts to nourish the living, their rotting bones allowing Flora to grow once again to feed the living.

For many years the siblings worked together to make the best of their curse, and turn it into a blessing.

And when their mother dried her tears and looked upon her world once more, all things were both in Chaos… and in Harmony.

And she was proud.

She planted her roots where she sat, embracing both sides of her children and their creations in her boughs. She vowed to keep eternal watch, and to be there when needed as either Harmony, or Chaos.

For she is Pandora. A they are her People.

wrote some fuckshite about my god ocs. dunno if i'll post it.

"myth of how the world came to be but its not actually a myth" type thing

im a lil sick and i thought itd be a good idea to drink some hot tea with honey to help my throat.

so i was sipping my tea and was a lil sad thinking it was ass and wondering if i put in too little honey, only to get a massive glob of honey in the very last mouthful!

My dumb ass forgot to fucking stir my tea!!!

Forgive me my bare bones rp blogs, but i am five years out of practice RPing on tumblr and even in my day I never quite learned how to format a fancy system like most of the more well put together folk have. I have no interesting borders and i don't really have the energy to make icons for every expression as much as I wish I could. And as an unemployed disabled late 20-something I cant afford to commission any...

Maybe some day I can figure out how to do all that and it look natural for my characters. But until then, I'm sorry my posts are bare and uninteresting.

I saw the poll recent-ish by @azurewildflight and thought I'd try my own with a significant difference. I'm going to do each show in TOA as its own poll. So this will be only Trollhunters characters, then at the end of this poll I'll move on to 3below, then Wizards.

Other is still an option as although I'm trying here to include ALL the fan favourites of Trollhunters, there will of course always be characters I can't include due to the limit on polls being 12. Do let me know in the comments who you voted for if you choose other! But please keep things civil.

Also there's a few characters I didn't include here due to their crossover potential with other shows as a more major player. So Eli and Nancy Domzalski will be in the 3below poll, and Merlin and Morgana in the Wizards one, for example.

I mostly based the choice of characters on the comments on the previous TOA poll about their favourites being missing, mostly what I saw it was Draal, Angor Rot, Steve and Strickler, hence including them here.

Mostly just have fun! I'm curious to see whether a strictly Trollhunters choice of characters will influence the result, as well as a more even distribution of fav characters.

I have an rp going with them already but I am shaking violently bc it’s not ENOUGH

Tfw you obsess over your blorbo too much but don’t have the creativity to do anything with em

Tfw you obsess over your blorbo too much but don’t have the creativity to do anything with em

if you came to MY blog looking for FRESH art thats inspired...

You failed, I draw for me and usually thats character designs and pinups of my ocs i never draw again if I like it.

if I draw anything else ever its either not allowed on this site or semi traced and i'm terrified to post it for being called a poser or theif.

I just wanna get an idea out, man, its for me and my rp partners, not you

Not gonna lie, I'm in a BIG trollhunters mood lately...

And I just got every single song from Epic stuck in my head.

So. Fuckin...

Jim as Odysseus facing Gunmar as Poseidon.

Daydreaming about Ruthlessness and Get In The Water, being their first meeting and Jim being a changed man taking down Gunmar but giving him enough mercy not to kill him

Probably not gonna go anywhere with this but the two streams are crossing.

Sorry for the old art spam I’m trying to find anything completed or good but it’s almost entirely nudes and character design, nuthin interestin

My five year plan is to just see what happens

im looking through my archive of art and real shit? The reason I cant find anything to post here is bc its all nudes and pron and unfinished sketches lmao

I hate drawing clothes so tibby and penor all over my art. which means I cant infodump about my ocs bc theyre all fkn NAKED