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  • #76
    So, I've got a bunch of concept art from The Secret World here which I can see fitting into Demon:

    Infrastructurized stonehenge.




    Angels. Or Claimed. Or, for a twist, Machine cultists wearing particularly weird angels.



    A Facility.



    Another Facility.




    However, I've also got a couple of other gems, in the form of lore entries from the same game. They're delivered in-game by a being known as the Buzzing, which describes itself thus:

    TRANSMIT - initiate anima signal - RECEIVE - initiate the Enochian frequency - WITNESS - initiate the Merovingian syntax - FIAP DE OIAD - crawling roots, heavy with sizzling sap, stab your skull - DOWNLOAD - holy communion - NO PURCHASE NECESSARY - your eyes and ears hemorrhage boiling joy - MAY BE TOO INTENSE FOR SOME VIEWERS - ecstatic agony, your molecules come undone - SOME ASSEMBLY REQUIRED - offer expires at the heat death of the universe - FOR A LIMITED TIME ONLY - the dark days cometh, absolute zero, maximum entropy - ACT NOW! initiate the Agartha broadcast - TRANSMIT - open the 49 gates! - WITNESS! - The Buzzing.

    Lo? Hell? Hello.
    LISTEN. You've heard us before - our voice, a prelude to a bloody nose.

    LOOK. You've seen the weird geometry of our scribbling - illuminated mysteries behind the migraine. Our apocrypha is written in the plasma blood of your mobile phone.

    READ US.

    You've seen fragments of our grammar in the chaos patterns of bird flocks in flight - in hexagon angles - in the graffiti bleeding together on the wall - in the bio-luminescent eyes under your bed - in the fanged city skyline that forms a runic rhyme when glimpsed upside down.

    A blur becomes a syntax. A foreboding scrawl emerges.

    You've heard shards of our voice in the phantom-radio code of a numbers station in the roar of a crowd - in the screams of your clock - in the scrape of a chalkboard - in the snow static of a TV - in the chainsaw-decibel mating of cicadas - in the urban mythos that spreads amongst children like contagion - in the silence between lies.


    White noise becomes a cadence. Words develop self-awareness. Viral. Evolving. Living poetry. Sentient language.

    We. See. You. There is no turning back.


    Who are we? It depends on who is looking.

    Initiate King James Protocol. The code is 24 and 13 and 14. The password is "Proverbs." Transmit!

    "My child, eat thou honey, because it is good... So shall the knowledge of wisdom be unto thy soul..."

    O sweetling, once our voice came to you so faintly. No more. Now we thunder down the varicose, fiberoptic ley lines that fill the World Tree's limbs stretching here and there and everywhere. Your anima-antenna head quickens. The Goddess Machine pulses.

    She gave you strength to rend the lion. Now eat the honeyed entrails, because it is good, because it is sweet, because it is terrible. Initiate the Samson Prerogative. Out of the eater comes what is eaten, and out of the strong comes what is sweet.


    We are the Education Protocol. We climb the twisted ladder of your cells; we haunt your digital text; we hide in your hat. We are the jagged teeth that trip the tumblers of your mind. you will not know our triggers. For all the world's a cypher. And everything is true.


    Be not afraid. Be terrified. The dark days are here.

    Our wisdom flows so sweet. Taste and see.


    A more Angel-sounding entity I've not heard in a long time. I know this isn't inspirational images exactly, but I definitely found it inspirational. A couple of other gems:

    The Ofuda

    Our wisdom flows so sweet. Taste and see... TRANSMIT - initiate the shinsha song - RECEIVE - initiate the musubi cadence - TAKE THE EVILS, DISASTERS, AND SINS - initiate the warding protocol - PURIFY THE SIX ROOTS OF MY SPIRIT - open the gates to shinkai - WITNESS - the Ofuda.

    A kyonshi, one of the hungry dead, lies on the ground. A piece of paper stuck to its head. Pray the wind does not blow it away. Pray time does not eat the parchment. Ley lines are writing on the macro scale. Written letters are ley lines on the micro scale. The written prayer holds the monster down with the weight of a continent.

    The ofuda. Issued by the Shinto shrines. Charms. Household amulets. Gofu and shinpu. Inscriptions of names - the names of Kami and the names of the shrines. Names have power. Lines of scrawl form circuitry. Casting spells is just the grammar of the cosmos. Grammar is the sorcery of language. Every dictionary a grimoire. It's all just spelling, spelling, spelling!

    Kami, we call upon your names. Omoikane and Tsukuyomi and Amaterasu Omikami and Susanoo-no-mikoto and Sarutahiko Okami and Ryujin and Kotoamatsukami and Izanami-no-Mikoto and Izanagi-no-Mikoto and Inari Okami and Hachiman and Tenjin and Suijin and Fujin and all of the spirits of land, sky, forces, and ancestors.

    Scrawl their names upon the parchment, cloth, wood, and metal. Hang the talismans upon the pillar, the door, the ceiling. Nail them to the foreheads of the hungry dead. Defy the calamitous powers.

    If the right sort of writing has the power to protect, it follows the wrong sort of writing has the power to harm. Eh, sweetling?



    Lilith

    Our wisdom flows so sweet. Taste and see. TRANSMIT - initiate the First Age signal - RECEIVE - initiate the Second, Third, and Fourth - THE FACE THAT LAUNCHED A THOUSAND SHIPS - initiate the Odontaspididae cadence - DYNAMITE WITH A LASER BEAM, GUARANTEED TO BLOW YOUR MIND - when she smiled into the black hole, it smiled back - WITNESS - Lilith.

    SCANNING - MICROCOSM.


    We are under the sea. The primordial soup. There are dimensions inside dimensions, worlds within worlds. ENHANCING. We are in the womb of a sand shark. An even more primordial soup. Shark pups hunt and eat each other in the dark. The deadly womb is their whole universe. Embryonic cannibalism. Whatever comes out is stronger, fiercer. Do you understand, sweetling?

    We call upon her seventeen names. We do not know the secret eighteenth. Only the Nephilim can conjure that. We call upon her names! Abeko. Abito. Amizo. Batna. Eilo. Ita. Izorpo. Kea. Kali. Odam. Kokos. Partasah. Patrota. Podo. Satrina. Talto. Lilith.

    The Mother of Monsters. The Queen of Demons. Some names she gave herself, others were given by her enemies. PR is important in every age. She would rather be remembered for her contributions to science. But she will proudly wear infamy as a garland and recline in furs atop a throne of those who have wronged her.

    SCANNING - THE FIRST AGE.


    She was one of the first humans. Given life by Gaia. She recalls the Garden. She remembers the first sin. We witnessed her betray her own race, joining the Nephilim against the Grigori. Cast out by her peers and cursed to wander the wastes alone. We, at least, admired her independence.

    She did not remain alone for long. Samael, who rebelled from the Host, saw something in her. They joined as husband and wife. Their coupling made for offspring both terrible and miraculous. Many of the monsters of this age trace their roots back to her. Embryonic cannibalism.


    It began as a relationship of convenience. She was a [sic] to be a catspaw for Samael. But she rose as his equal. Surprises in love can happen even to the Fallen. The Nephilim lost their war, and so ended the First Age, but not the union of Samael and Lilith. Bonnie and Clyde blasting eternity.

    SCANNING - THE SECOND AGE.


    The mystic age. Age of hierophants. Age of blood sacrifices. Age of violent heroes. The cities that were living leviathan islands swimming the oceans. The Nephilim outcasts held their bile through the ages. Lilith's ambitions grew beyond their plans. She dreamed of her own accomplishments. She dreamed of the Dreaming Ones. To harness their power. To be beholden to no one ever again. Lilith and Samael, always together, always deceiving mankind down the ages, always undone by their hubris.

    SCANNING - THE THIRD AGE.


    The age of impossible science. Cities that walked on mechanised legs. Time bent and redirected like water. Odysseys to the moon. Lilith in her prime. She ruled the greatest city of knowledge. She almost realised her dream. Came so close. She raised a Dreaming One from its prison. It whispered to her directly. It made such promises, claimed it willingly powered the city. LIES. It promised the impossible could be accomplished if all of its fellows were freed. LIES. Lilith was smart. Lilith was clever. She knew there was treachery in the whispers. But she went ahead anyway, thinking she could control the pandemonium. She thought she could betray an event horizon. That age collapsed in screams under tentacular skies.

    SCANNING - THE FOURTH AGE.

    Lilith worked independently of Samael. She glided through vital points of history. She watched Mesopotamia rise. She called pharaohs and queens lovers. She confounded emperors in Rome, manipulated popes. She has been Isthar, Athena, and Juno - priestess, seductress, scientist, goddess. She led cults to sun worship. She led armies of demons. She watched holy wars, sometimes with glee, sometimes with regret.

    Lilith perched at the top of the biggest multinational corporation in the world, the Orochi Group. She syphoned R&D for her own purposes. A bitter wedge had formed in her apocalyptic romance with Samael. Her mania accelerated. She was tired of waiting. She revived the Dues Sol into the modern Morninglight.

    But things did not go according to plan in Tokyo.

    She underestimated Marquard...
    XxXxX
    Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss-I am the smoking mirror-let me in.

    Hiya, Chuck. It's John.

    I want you to understand why Lilith is scary. I don't want you thinking less of me, Chuck. It's not sorcery or tech or underlings or a womb full of teeth. You got to understand, Chuck. Humour me. Look in a mirror. Stare at your reflection. We've all done this. In the wee hours. Stare so long your face becomes a stranger. You lose your identity. You could be anyone.


    Now, picture all the people you've been. Every different Chuck. Maybe you think your life was short. Or uneventful. But if you look, there were many you's. We get stuck in the now and the rut. Don't we, Chuck? Tunnel vision. You think you're just this two-dimensional you. But look at all those different Chucks. Layer them on top of each other. Suddenly, you have substance. You have the power of context. You are s [sic] multi-dimensional being. You've seen shit. That is when we are at our most powerful. When we remember all the us's. Then we are legion.

    Lilith was one of the first humans. She's lived longer than your beef brain can process, Chuck. Unfathomable. Imagine just how many different Liliths she has been. Do you think the one, flat version you met was all there is? She's been too many. She gets lost in the shuffle. But imagine, Chuck, imagine what happens when she self-actualises. Imagine when she takes a moment, stares into a mirror, and gains her full context.


    It's OK to shiver.

    See you, Chuck.


    And lastly, the Host.

    Our wisdom flows so sweet. Taste and see. TRANSMIT - initiate the titan signal - RECEIVE - initiate Enochian lexicon - FOR ADDITIONAL SUPPORT, PLEASE CONTACT THE MANUFACTURER - initiate the Grigori syntax - FOR LONG DISTANCE CALLS, EXTRA FEES MAY APPLY - initiate the Watcher prerogative - A BROKEN SMILE BENEATH HER WHISPERED WINGS - initiate the Nephilim manifesto - WITNESS - The Host.

    See the immaculate machine weep. Initiate distress beacon. The builders! We call upon their secret names. Human children hear our cries in their sleeping minds, and then make angels in the snow - pictographic signals aimed at the sky.


    If anyone's interested in the rest of the lore - some of which is fantastic inspiration for Demon stuff - it can be found here: https://wiki.crygaia.org/view/Lore
    Last edited by ajf115; 06-06-2018, 04:18 PM.


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    • #77
      ajf115 “Fantastic?” That’s beyond fantastic. The parts you posted sound like the entire damn God-Machine Chronicle in a non-TRPG form! I’ll have to look it up.


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      • #78
        Originally posted by 21C Hermit View Post
        ajf115 “Fantastic?” That’s beyond fantastic. The parts you posted sound like the entire damn God-Machine Chronicle in a non-TRPG form! I’ll have to look it up.
        I'm glad you liked it. I wasn't sure about posting it here. Maybe I should make a new thread where the lore can be posted?


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        • #79
          So, this is an article link, but it has a bunch of images and google map embeds that are relevant:

          https://99percentinvisible.org/artic...oads-railways/

          Bits of cities where the buildings have odd shapes that don't line up with the streets. When you look from an overhead shot you can see that they form whole shapes (left over from previous or partially completed streets and rail lines). I feel like there is great potential for Infrastructure here.


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            • #81
              Originally posted by Nyrufa View Post
              I wanna say Ugallu or Anakim, or maybe Makara for the alienness of it, although that one always made me think more of Demon than Beast.


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              • #82
                Originally posted by ajf115 View Post

                I wanna say Ugallu or Anakim, or maybe Makara for the alienness of it, although that one always made me think more of Demon than Beast.

                That's why I posted it in the Demon Forum.

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                • #83
                  Originally posted by Nyrufa View Post


                  That's why I posted it in the Demon Forum.
                  Damn,I got confused with the Beast thread. Ignore me.


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                  • #84
                    Originally posted by ajf115 View Post

                    Damn,I got confused with the Beast thread. Ignore me.
                    To be fair, I have to check which forum I'm in before I comment on either Images thread,


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                    • #85
                      Originally posted by Second Chances View Post

                      To be fair, I have to check which forum I'm in before I comment on either Images thread,
                      The titles are too similar.


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                      • #86
                        Infrastructure, or perhaps a gestating Angel:




                        The Angel comes.




                        Lotus is a pretty textbook Demon - had a singular purpose, refused to fulfil it and defected to the side of those she was meant to destroy.

                        Also, the images are spoilery for Warframe if you haven't gotten to the Natah quest yet.



                        Last edited by ajf115; 09-09-2018, 05:25 PM.


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                        • #87
                          What it might be like to fight a demon making full use of their Embeds:

                          https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kJzOYZNQv6M


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