λ-oracle

@striehart

striehart ✧ it/its 2spirit thing ✧ 30ish ✧ indigenous + jewish no NFTs or AI. free Palestine 18+ @oralboros.bsky.social art @strieh-art.bsky.social

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λ-oracle@striehart· Mar 26

I am so so so abnormal about the way vampire game RP has been going. It's fun playing a cute little thrallbait human. WIP

Flat color comic page. A human (Lucius) with a large silver collar is beside a pink vampire with a prosthetic jaw (Edentulus). Edentulus is speaking with telepathy due to his disability to another vampire who is not pictured.

As they talk, Edentulus gets distracted and commands Lucius, playfully, to focus on his finger, which he then waves back and forth and slowly brings closer to Lucius's face. Edentulus seems amused and Lucius is transfixed as the background conversation blurs out.

Sketch and the beginnings of lines for a second comic panel. Lucius as seen from the front with Edentulus's finger on his forehead. His eyes are crossed as he continues to gaze at it. With furrowed brows and an awkward smile he asks, "is this my life now?"

λ-oracle@striehart· Mar 26

how are you gonna call me technophobic when i wanna fuck drones smh my head

Screenshot reading '@schizanon.bsky.social has added you to the "techno phobics" moderation list'

λ-oracle@striehart· Mar 17

well. i am officially single. i know it is for the best but man, i feel really... raw. i need to find more people i can connect with on things that i am more about but i don't know where to start.

simple black doodle on a white background of a pudgy mer-dragon looking back at the viewer with tears in its eyes.

λ-oracle@striehart· Jan 26

It snew...

λ-oracle@striehart· Nov 13

it reads like this

Garfield panel edited to have nonsensical text; Jon is taking a tin out of an oven and saying, "why do they call it oven when you of in the cold food of out hot eat the food".

λ-oracle@striehart· Sep 18

No new pictures, where are you mentally?

λ-oracle@striehart· Sep 17

Reaching heights of bdr i could have never even dreamed of before

Fallen london screenshot of 3 stats
Respectable 0+5
Dreaded 0+28
Bizarre 1+8

λ-oracle@striehart· Sep 12

This little lady took a piece of chicken like a packed lunch and flew off

A yellowjacket on a mostly stripped chicken bone, holding a piece of meat in its mandibles and forelimbs

λ-oracle@striehart· Aug 21

eight days and dozens of furries pitching in later and they're done! my ego is never going to recover from all the help i got it's the size of the moon right now. also seeing more furries cropping up has me so happy! i can't thank everyone enough

λ-oracle@striehart· Aug 15

Here's the updated template! I've adjusted it to wplace colors (I hate that pink so much :") ) I place it on the red pixel to the top left, it's not entirely accurate to how I did the lines b/c I am kind of messy in CSP but aaaaaa ty

λ-oracle@striehart· Aug 15

OMG thank you! some random people have been helping with the spaces i'm outlining, but if you want a template for blue marble, I can finish the markings on the one I'm using and upload it! I'm really appreciative for everyone who's been lending aid ;w; it is coming along~

λ-oracle@striehart· Aug 14

its coming along

λ-oracle@striehart· Aug 13

ive been emboldened to make a big version of my fursona in wplace cause this amazing pooltoy made me smile

λ-oracle@striehart· Jul 26

Undertale-style text box with pixel art of Lir, the poster's fursona - a fish-dragon with vibrant ear fins and horns - looking wistful. Text reads: "UNDERTALE reminded me that even at my lowest, there will always be people who care - sometimes right down there with me. Keep taking the next step even when it feels hopeless." Under the text box is the username 'striehart'.

λ-oracle@striehart· May 27

Thanks captain. Yeah just uh leave your report on my corpse don't worry about it

fallen london screenshot detailing the player's suicide and acquisition of a weeping scar. at the bottom of the screenshot, it announces that the Luckless Captain has finished a plot.

the prose reads:
Washing in the river
Was this how it was before? Bleeding from everywhere. Vision slowly darkening? Did they know the name, then? Those who held the knives? You will know the name if it kills you. And it will, soon now.

λ-oracle@striehart· Apr 21

my bf is tormenting me

Discord screenshot with a Fallen London screenshot nested inside of it. Homie Erectus types, implied to be IC: “All this and I can’t even fucking name the place after him. Guess this’ll have to do.”

Fallen London screenshot: Hammering and squeaking
Your tradesmen repaint, re-carpet, re-plumb and prudently bar a couple of the windows. Not to prevent escape! It's not that sort of orphanage. But you don't want anyone falling to their death. They'll be so upset afterwards.

Your gaggle of orphans streams in. They do not seem impressed. "The last place was bigger," one drip-nosed girl volunteers. Her friend kicks her shin.

[In a moment you'll have the opportunity to name your Orphanage. Just cancel out if you don't want to do this: you can always return to the Notary later. You can also dispose of your Orphanage at any time by using the Key to your Handsome Townhouse. IMPORTANT! If you ever lose your Townhouse, your Orphanage will go with it.]

Homie Erectus, in discord: Eventually Yolanda settles on calling it the Waxen Wing Foster Home for Unruly Children

λ-oracle@striehart· Apr 20

i did it. two and a half months just about exactly.

Fallen London screenshot reading: "It's An Eternal Flame! Welcome to a place you won't leave, delicious friend!"

λ-oracle@striehart· Apr 13

i feel like if id seen this thing as a slightly older teenager it would have affected me a lot sexually

Official art for Mario and Luigi: Partners in Time, featuring Yoob (a giant, magenta-and-green Yoshi-like creature with a rotund body, pronounced jowls, and 'moobs') next to a regular yoshi, which is about 1/3 its height.

λ-oracle@striehart· Mar 24

my friend sent me this after i got st arthur's candle

An edit of a CTRL-ALT-DEL comic using various assets from Fallen London. A man is doing something with a candle of black wax. His friend approaches from behind, his speech bubble overlaid with a picture of a well. The candle is changed suddenly into St. Arthur's candle, covering the man in viscera. He approaches his friends, asking, "WHY DID YOU (and then in red) FEAST". The others say "GO NORTH" "GO TO THE NORTH" "IT IS NORTH TIME FOR YOU". The man disappears in the last panel.

λ-oracle@striehart· Mar 13

i think perhaps i have made a mistake (and also come across what might be my favorite prose in the game so far. i love this. waiter! waiter! more torment for my ocs please!)

Fallen London screenshot. An image of something indiscernible in a jar, amber in color, topped off with a laurel of holly. The text reads:

Just desserts
Before you can finish speaking the name, the Unctuous Attendant slams the door in your face with such force that you stumble back, slip on a lacre-slicked stone, and crack your head on the cobbles.

The whistles of a brigade of Special Constables are ringing in your ears. You stagger to your feet and flee along the Bazaar. The whistles grow louder. But what is this? The Bazaar has seven doors, and seven only. None, as far as you know, are doors of milk. Yet here one is, gushing and foaming. An eighth door? No. There are seven doors, and this is not one of them. It is not here and never will be.

The whistles sound again. With no recourse, you step through. The milk – is it milk? No, it is glutinous, like molten wax. It cakes your clothes. You scrape it from your eyes, and find yourself in a narrow tunnel. The walls are caked in a thick, pale coat of candle-wax. There is a stink of offal, worsening with each step.

Look back, and the tunnel stretches endlessly. But you do not have far to go, now. You come to a room. In the centre is a ring of crumbled bricks, stacked waist-high. A well. The room around it – the walls, the ceiling, the floor – is tortuously warped, as if the well has dragged everything towards it. It drags you, too, dragging you towards it as if a weight were tied to your neck. A voice is calling. The well-mouth gapes, gulps, swallows.

The space between stars is the space between your atoms. Nothingness dissects you. You are made hollow.

You awake, the next day, in your bed. Your head aches. The dream (was it a dream?) is fading. And – oh? What's that on the table? Oh god.

Fallen London screenshot, with a series of attribute changes.
You now have 1 x A Complete Set of Preserved Internal Organs.
An occurrence! Your 'Wounds' Quality is now 8 - The Spirit has Departed!
An occurrence! Your 'Nightmares' Quality is now 8 - Raving!
An occurrence! Your 'Suspicion' Quality is now 8 - Imprisoned!!
An occurrence! Your 'Unaccountably Peckish' quality is now 10 - THERE IS A VOID!
(A series of stat drops; all stats have dropped 7 levels.)
Dangerous has dropped to 184 - A Terrible Power! (From 191)
Watchful has dropped to 179 - A Focused Brilliance! (From 186)
Persuasive has dropped to 191 - A Mesmerising Presence! (From 198)
Shadowy has dropped to 156 - Shrouded in Shadows! (From 163)
You've lost 1 x Incarnadine Fur Robe (new total 0).

The hover / alt-text for the Complete Set of Preserved Internal Organs, reading:
They are yours, you are certain. Perhaps they shouldn't be out on display on your mantle. Perhaps you should put them back where they belong. But you do not know how.

λ-oracle@striehart· Mar 7

asked and answered

A Fallen London screenshot. An icon of a scary underwater anglerfish-like beast, with text, 'Is something stalking your ship?' - the icon is being hovered over, bringing up further text: 'Something is pursuing your ship'.

λ-oracle@striehart· Mar 6

If you want to put some good into the world while everything's falling apart, I'm taking PWYW commissions / donations because I lost my job 3 weeks ago and have bills to pay while I take some certification exams and try to rectify the situation. PP: helioboros Cashapp, Venmo, Ko-Fi: striehart

A Chase banking app screenshot showing a negative balance of 169 dollars.

A ref sheet for Lir, the mer-dragon, showing a variety of forms - both long and serpentine, and anthro. It is colored and unshaded.

A colored and shaded image of an anthro Vaporeon (Aurora, belonging to Squeakitties) and an anthro shiny mega Lopunny (Agape, belonging to Striehart). They are dressed up, Aurora wearing a choker, fishnets, and stylishly punk clothes, and Agape wearing a loose top and a megastone choker. They are speaking in image speech bubbles; Agape is asking Aurora about who did her haircut, and Aurora is directing him to an anthro Absol.

A sketchy image of an angel, smoldering and bleeding, in a position reminiscent of a dead bird. Text above it reads, 'saw a winged sexually ambiguous glowing corpse on the side of the road again. FML'

λ-oracle@striehart· Mar 2

She loves it here. At Parking Lot

A Pokémon go AR photo. A shiny Brionne in a dingy home depot parking lot looking delighted.

λ-oracle@striehart· Feb 28

also, of course my characters have contingencies. no going to the mirror-marches until we want to

A Fallen London screenshot showing multiple of the same message.

(6 days ago)
Dart has seen that you are suffering from Nightmares, and wishes to assist.

λ-oracle@striehart· Feb 28

LET'S GO GAMBLING! I CAN'T STOP WINNING!

A Fallen London screenshot, featuring text from 'drowning your secrets' in the Seeking Mr Eaten's Name quest. Here, the Seeking Mr Eaten's Name quality has increased to 9 - Candle-Eyed - from the success.

The thirstless thirst
Drown each secret in wine. They scream like buried children. Drink them down; drink them deep. They will rise in you like the water below the well and flower like red spring. You are thirstier now. No. Hungrier.

λ-oracle@striehart· Feb 27

a friend made me contemplate cooking thin sliced potatoes on the melty tallow at their neck as well as the fact that they'd probably smell like cooking meat whenever they're warm

A bust-up sketch of a body with no head. The neck is dripping with something that isn't blood. A lit wick is poking out of the stump.

λ-oracle@striehart· Feb 25

anatomy of a candle

A young-looking, mostly-nude individual with sad eyes. There is light in the pupils. There is an odd cut along the neck, and an unlabeled jar beside them. A second sketch, from behind, shows a long cut down the entire length of the back, and what is visible when the head is removed; a wick, lit, here, the flame the same color as the light in the person's eyes.

λ-oracle@striehart· Feb 25

Fallen London was so real for this. I DO deserve a treat.

A Fallen London mobile screenshot of a successful Persuasive check. It reads:
The Artist's Life
Today it comes. But it doesn't come easily. You hammer away at your work, when you're not distracted by the newspaper or the scene outside your windows. Your head is pounding by the day's end, but you have a credible stack of material. Surely, you deserve a treat of some sort now?

λ-oracle@striehart· Feb 24

it's time to make a bunch of self indulgent art of my seeker

From the bottom of a well, an emaciated inhuman hand reaches up. A young looking human is looking down with an expression of mild curiosity and perturbment. The dark sky is dotted with stars.

An individual on their knees, dripping blood from the mouth and nose. It puddles under them, and strange sigils are marked on their arms.

A man being bitten by the blood-soaked well-gazer from the previous images.

λ-oracle@striehart· Feb 19

YESSSS. NOW WE BEGIN IN EARNEST