some quick patho sketches bc the brainrot is backk
I just realised, in the original Pathologic, Daniil is the only protagonist whose ending doesn’t require the others. Aretemy is killed by Oyun’s final trial without Clara’s help and the sacrificing of Clara’s bound serves to provide Artemy with the blood he needs to make the panacea. However, while Daniil crosses paths with the others in ways that forward his plotline, his story begins and ends with isolation. He enters the town alone and he leaves the same way.
He is the eternal outsider - to the town and its people, to the Powers That Be who call him the “bad guy” played by the “scary clown doll,” and to life itself as his obsession with stopping death intrudes upon his capacity for living. Daniil is so tragically and inescapably alone. And yet, as we see in the Haruspex’s story, when he has someone else to share the burden with and to help him understand this strange, alien world, he flourishes and shows himself to be so much more than the jaded, resentful, defeated man he becomes by the end of his plotline.
It makes me think that the real solution to the plague is something that exists in a space where all three protagonists act together. The brain, the body, and the soul united not only in their goal, but in their actions.
I just have a lot of feelings about Dankovsky, ok? He’s just so… human.
We’ll surrender ourselves to Clara unregretted. A rotten life belongs to the new Mistress.
who cares about that bachelor guy i need the reworked changeling route on my table until noon
Deep Frog
rasec-wizzlbang
do you think this is what lovecraft meant whenever he described something as being beyond description
naidje
“It was a terrible, indescribable thing vaster than any subway train—a shapeless congeries of protoplasmic bubbles, faintly self-luminous, and with myriads of temporary eyes forming and un-forming as pustules of greenish light all over the tunnel-filling front that bore down upon us, crushing the frantic penguins and slithering over the glistening floor that it and its kind had swept so evilly free of all litter.”
— H. P. Lovecraft,
At the Mountains of Madness
joekewlio
This.. actually makes a fine reference to what a lovecraftian eldritch abomination SHOULD BE. not just.. tentacles and darkness. Perpetually changing, not cemented in form, with an otherworldly feel to it. Completely unrecognizable by most human descriptions, and only able to be viable perceived by those fine enough to be an adept wordsmith.
I think that this is very nearly an ideal representation of a lovecraftian eldritch horror, because the video that we see is (I’m fairly certain) footage that has been fed through Google deep dream.
The reason the frog looks so weird is because the program is trying to look at the frog, figure out what it is, and then overlay other images of the same thing.
The the thing about lovecraftian horrors isn’t just that they look conventionally weird or gross or scary. Instead, they are things that are so utterly alien that the human mind cannot properly comprehend what it is looking at. They defy description because they defy understanding.
And here we have a video of a computer, a simple silicon substitute for the human mind, struggling to understand what it is looking at, in much the same way that you would be hard pressed to understand a shoggoth.
i drew the same picture twice because i adore this man
All Pathologic character voice lines are shit like
- I'm tired... This headache is killing me
- Something terrifying is crawling just beneath the skin... Very peculiar
- The big city boy is committing blasphemy again
- What.
- They have............. Abandoned me....
- Clara broke into my house while covered in mud and blood again. What does she want?
- They say the Inquisitor is even more powerful than the military... And she's a woman 👀
- You look like shit
- A creature of the earth has been haunting my bedroom window for the past 7 years
- Saburov's men are hunting down Haruspex... Serves him right!
- Despite the natural and unavoidable fragility of the human existence, we still may be given truthful answers in our dreams
- I am not wanted for murder
My path was not called ‘The Spider’. No, think wider. It was 'The Silkworm’! The end of a railroad, I pulled strings firm; unaware someone more cunning pulled mine upstairs.
pathologic fest day 24
Thing from the Steppe
Polymorphous metastasizing
here's my interpretation of "night affairs" for day 4 of pathologic_fest! i dedicate this piece to the first time pathologic made me feel bad while playing: failing to save a lady from a mugger
Bachelor Pathologic turning my brain to mush. He's a jerk who's ferociously kind. We're told he doesn't care, but that's a lie, he cares so much, too much. He can't stand to see tears, especially when he's the cause of them. He calls children by pet names and kneels to their eye level when he trades with them. He's a rational man who doesn't believe in miracles, yet his life work is all about achieving immortality for humans. He gets beaten half to death multiple times in his playthrough and in marble nest he just tells death TO HER FACE that he doesn't believe in her, so she can fuck off. What an absolute deranged optimist.