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by castiiian » Sat Aug 19, 2023 2:34 pm
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follow the gobbess...
intrigued by the gobbess' offer of a story, you follow her through the caverns into a large room. moss carpets your paws, and she settles down before gesturing for the crowd who came with her to sit as well. once the silence returns to the room, she speaks up,
"i know i have... avoided telling you quite a lot about your origins... you see, me and jystyr have done this before; tried to tell our creatures what they were... but they were never quite able to understand it. it seems you all are the first ones we've truly made with... sentience... free will... thoughts... and feelings."
she brings her paws together, a shape of light forming between them, gradually shaping into a book until it solidifies. the cover of the ancient tome has no words or depictions, it is a smooth, matte surface. she looks at the crowd again, almost looking... shy to tell the goobies the story she had been holding secret for so long.
"oh, you'll have to forgive me... this story has no pictures... perhaps you can draw some? the crystals lighting these rooms scratch stones and earthen walls with all different shades of color."
rules...
- you'll be submitting art based off the provided daily page of the story.
- this booth rewards based off creativity and effort, not skill!
- references are provided for important figures of the story, but you may draw interpretative pieces!
- a staff member will post when this booth opens/closes for a new day
- booth rollover: 11:59 pm EST
references
gooinies earnings...
- sketch = 1 gooinie
- clean lines = 2 gooinies
- colored + 1 gooinie
- shading/lighting + 2 gooinies
- bonuses may be awarded for extra creativity and effort!
- earnings are capped at 10 gooinies per day
offer a drawing to the storybook...
- Code: Select all
i made a drawing for the storybook, fallen!
username:
day:
drawing:
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by castiiian » Sat Aug 19, 2023 2:37 pm
page one
"let's see... let's start somewhere you know...
once there was one, single goob. divine and holy in its oneness, perfect in every way, large enough to consume worlds by brushing past them; it ate, and ate, and ate... you know this story, don't you?
you've felt the hunger too, the starving shiver in your goo that can never be fulfilled. the want for more, and more, and more. you can eat as much as you like, but never be filled. the craving of hunger, longing, loneliness... it clings to your membrane like an unsatisfiable itch.
no matter how much we ate, nothing filled us.
no matter how much we tried to find companionship, nothing met us.
no food could fill our goo for longer than a few minutes...
and no species was brave enough to encounter their conquerors- the infamous goob, devourer of worlds."
page two
“…so the great gob did the only thing it could think to do to soothe the ache of isolation; it decided to split in two, for no one could be a better match to a gob than another gob.
stretching itself thin, and thin, and even thinner... until it broke evenly in half, one becoming two.
i, like the day, and her, like the night.
we, new yet old beings, began to experience things... and like this, we enjoyed the world.
each morning, i brought the sun, the warmth that came with it and the colorful skies… and her, the moon. the darkness of the chill night, the peace that came with it.
when i touched her, it was rest for my weary soul. her cold night met my warm day in the most comforting embrace i've ever known... but something was missing.
i still felt... something. a longing, perhaps.
so we made you. the goobies... our goobies.
you were perfect back then. like the goobles, you only wanted to devour."
page three
"the hunger... it was like just like how we used to starve... but it helped you conquer in our name. in my name.
it was perfect, exactly as i wanted... even though there were so many of you, and your need was so vast that... the planet we found to be our home... soon began to be emptied out.
bit by bit, it all vanished. the creatures of this strange world, the ones you once had to compete with... they were soon no more, until the earth was as void as the black painted skies... there was peace in this dual emptiness.
but i still had a longing... so we made goooffs. many of them, all different kinds to fill the earth. some of them helped to ensure the world was truly empty, while others simply... were.
to have juliette, the goobies, and the goooffs all under my reign... for once, i felt full.
i was so happy, so comforted by this... this conquered world, these obedient underlings, and the black, empty sky to sleep under...
and then the stars came.
i remember the first ones. i remember how juliette sobbed speaking to me how she felt something was wrong, tears twinkling down her cheeks, shiny in a way i've never seen before... her tears floating up, and up, and up until they ruined my perfect, black curtain sky.
i didn't know what to do back then; i didn't know how to react.
we had never felt before- at least, i have never felt anything but the hunger and the drive for power... but as more and more stars entered the sky each night, i started to feel, too.
and i felt... angry.
each glistening star in the sky felt like a slight against me- each one seared my eyelids as i tried to sleep...
and eventually, the night sky was littered, sick with the plague of stars born from tears- until i could no longer sleep at all."
page four
"i, frustrated by my restlessness, and her, teary and inconsolable... that was the start of it all unraveling.
back then... i was so stubborn- i truly thought i could fix it with my words alone. i hadn't noticed that every conversation with her only made it worse. each time i tried to soothe her mood, more stars spilled as i argued with her that we had everything we ever wanted... until eventually, juliette stopped talking altogether.
i foolishly thought this was the end of it.
but then the night overflowed, no longer able to contain the multitude of twinkly tears... the stars seeped into my daylight. it felt like they were always staring at me... judging me. piercing through my membrane into the depths of my soul.
when i confronted juliette about this, i saw her... with something we didn't make. it was something she made alone. a clownish goooff- and it was all... improper; speaking in rhymes and hopping from foot to foot.
that little jester made juliette laugh.
i've never heard the sound before then... and it... infuriated me that such a silly thing could make her smile. what was it about this thing she liked so much more than our creations? my perfect creatures?
in my anger, i set out to make my own creations- and each one felt like a failure, so i tried again, and again, and again... before i knew it, i was... building an army to... find some comfort in my growing insanity."
page five (day 6)
"i didn't know this at the time, but as i made warriors... juliette made friends.
she shared the joy the fools brought her with the goooffs first, bringing color into their lives, painting them as brightly as her favored clowns…
and with their individuality… she gave them meaning- it wasn’t long before she did the same to the goobies, splitting them from the uniform amalgamation we had first created, and guiding them to find purpose and fun in life, beyond just devouring.
i was furious… as i saw it, she created an army to combat mine… so i met her on the field- we had fallen from one, from lovers to enemies, to combatants...
i had hated it all; the goobies, the goooffs, this entire world that we had slowly reshaped… it all reminded me of my failures, of holding my place as their rightful ruler, and of my spoiled marriage.
in my blind rage, i tried to engulf the world with my sunlight, to burn away and reabsorb the goo matter that no longer served its purpose… but she stopped me.
she was more powerful than i could have ever imagined; the love she had amassed from the goooffs and the goobies she guided gave her strength.
her moon eclipsed my sun, night blocking out the day… and i was soon banished into outer space."
page six (day 8)
fallen closes her book, her gaze flickering across the crowd of goobies watching her. her face softens a little.
"i thought i'd be trapped in the depths of space forever. in the cold, empty void... i was afraid at first- but then i realized... this was the first time i was alone with my thoughts. this was the first time i could reflect on myself, and find peace with myself.
in my time alone, i created the goobles. i watched one in particular grow, and he soon became my lieutenant... and this, i realize now... was what helped me realize that you are much the same...
i began to soften as time passed... i let myself change, and each time i escaped from the void of darkness, i learned a little more.
until finally... i battled jystyr and... now i have come to want to understand you. so please, my creatures... draw something important to you, so that i might come to know you."
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