Tuesday, May 19, 2020

Tumblr Turns Ant Thread Into A Holy War


So it started with a goofy observation on ants getting your attention, and then someone gave it some more thought and re-characterized this whole thing as you taking on the God role in an ant war. A simple story prompt or small idea can spin into a whole thing, like this Tumblr thread about wildlife fighting off an alien invasion or this short story about lies making scars. For short bursts of creative weirdness  here a bunch of Tumblr gems to keep the day moving.

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Text - Text - cerothenull S quinnred probablybadrpgideas If Cthulhu can be summoned by humans who are so far beneath it, why can't humans be summoned by ants? The answer is they should be. 20thcenturyvole Well if a bunch of ants formed a circle in my house l'd certainly notice, try to figure out where they'd all come from, and possibly wreak destruction there.

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Text - weasowl That's why knowing and correctly pronouncing the true name is so important to the ritual. Imagine how impossible it would be to not go take a look if the circle of ants started chanting your name. And they're like, you can't leave because we drew a line made of tiny crystals - now you have to do us a favor. And you're like, let's just see where this goes "yup, you got me... what's the favor?"

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Text - and usually the favor is like, "kill this one ant for us" or "give me a pile of sugar" and you're like. okay? and you do, because why not, it isn't hard for you and boy is this going to be a fucking story to tell, these fucking ants chanting your name and wanting a spoonful of sugar or whatever. And SOMEtimes you get asked for things you can't really do, one of them, she's like, "I love this ant but she won't pay any attention to me, make me important to her" and you're like. um? how? So

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Text - Text - weasowl for some reason my brain won't let go of this one, so... Meanwhile another colony of ants invades your house, and evidently that last ant has gotten some of them to join her in a circle and taught them the ritual because you're coming out of the bathroom one day and you hear the ants singing your name. Sure enough it's that ant, but she's dark and fucked up now, and she's like, "kill the queen. I will rule this colony" and you're like, sure, I guess I kinda owe her, and you

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Text - Text - doing everything a bunch of ants tell you to, though, when would you watch netflx? So you tend to only show up for super important ants; you teach them some extra words and when hear them you go see what's up. Usually. Also just to your name, if you're bored. And, sometimes some of the ants are like, tell us more human names, and you're kind of jealous of the idea of some other human diluting your private godhood, so you refuse. Your roommate Greg is like, yo, that's fucking awesom

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Text - Text - does the dishes, and one day you decide to teach Greg a lesson. So you show up at the colony, and you're like, "yo, witch queen, did you think there would be no price for all these things? Your colony must do something for me, go to the Room of the Housemate, I will meet you there." And you go sit on the couch and play Overwatch for a while. You're like, right there, you can clearly see the ants all marching along the wall to Greg's room, but to them you're not even there, you're s

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Text - Text - cobwebs.. looks like they're mostly going to live, you keep playing, you look over, okay they're all in there, and you stand up and walk over and by the time they've chanted your name once, you're there. "right, hold on" and you look around and you see a twelve-pack of Greg's precious fucking soda, that he keeps in his room and refuses to ever share, even though it's a communal food household and you share your hot chocolate with him all the time. So you gather the ants unto you, a

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Text - Text - But later, while you're at work, Greg destroys most of the colony in a rage, and you come home to find the witch queen gasping her last "the Dew of the Mountain, which you had us steal, was cursed - and so Ilay my curse on you" and then she dies. Well first of all, you don't really believe in curses, but last month you didn't believe ants could know your name, so thať's unsettling. And second of all, you feel kind of bad. You know, not SUPER bad, cause she's like, an ant. But still

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Text - Text - But Greg has done more than kill a bunch of the colony. As you wait for eggs and pupae to replenish the ant population, you discover he has found some ants that didn't go on the Mountain Dew raid, and he's spared them, told them his name, and made himself a good sized cult in YOUR fucking ant queendom. Greg has started locking his door. So now you NEED the ants. Once again you direct the ants loyal to you to journey to Greg's room. You meet them at the door. A locked door means not

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Text - Text - drawer and leave a raw fish under his bed. So you instruct the leading party of ants how to go into the Cave of Keyhole, and position the Magic Megaliths inside just right to enable the opening of the Great Door and allow you to pass into the Realm of Housemate. Crouched by the door, you can hear when your ants are met by a party of Greg Cultists, who insist that if the Great Door is opened, the colony will be doomed. There is fighting. Your ants prevail, the lock tumblers are move

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Text - weasowl Feel free to add your own stories paralleling human/otherworldly with insect/human interactions! I'm going to have this repost a few times because I want to see which of my mutuals are into this kind of thing because I'm preparing to test drive a fiction share and writing prompt project raposinhachan The Idea of the old gods obeying us not because of supernatural reason, but because they think it's funny to watch the tiny animals fight IS the answer to everything

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Text - titleknown @zuzu-and-friends, @bogleech, @tyrantisterror tyrantisterror "Human baffled at a bunch of ants inexplicably calling it by name" is a better characterization for an eldritch abomination than 99% of eldritch abominations in fiction. Source: probablybadrpgideas

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