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COMMISSIONS OPEN! Gio | 30 | F | ita | attacks you with a beam that makes you feel better :) (and also turns you into a frog) LINKS

okay asking another spoiler free help for fear and hunger termina. got to the church, i made the corpses fall, i talked to o'saa in the confessional and found and completed both the moldy apartments and found the speakeasy. i THINK i need to go around the sewers more since i didnt explore them much and i THIIINK i need to get to the orphanage but ig the place is locked so erm erm. whimpers.

now what

VI - The Lovers

UPRIGHT: Love, harmony, relationships, values alignment, choices

REVERSED: Self-love, disharmony, imbalance, misalignment of values

There is literally no way to pick a couple for this card without launching a million ship wars, so have Marnie and Marlon. (If you want me to draw you a Lovers card with your ship of choice, I might open commissions when I'm done with this project. Maybe. We'll see.)

Setting that aside, I do actually think Marnie and Marlon are a good take on this card, even if they are just platonic partners in your head cannon. For one thing, they both represent two aspects of living in the valley - the life on the land, and the hard work it takes to keep that land safe; ranching and monster-fighting; peace and battle. Both of them have hard and grueling jobs, and both of them deal with life and death in their many forms. When the two are at balance, there is harmony and alignment.

When the two are at odds, the balance is off, values are misaligned, and things can quickly veer off into the wrong direction. Can you imagine the Valley if everyone only thought of fighting the shadow folk? Or a Pelican Town that completely ignored the dangers of the mines? Yeah, me neither.

I dunno, I think these two are a neat concept. And Marlon is certainly a better friend to Marnie than a certain purple-short-owning gent that eats her out of waffles and can't even bother with a proper bed for their... err... discussions on the local taxes.

Ok which one of you threw slop on the ceiling that was supposed to be ur dinner. I need one of you to fess up because it wasn’t me. Oh it was maxy? Maxwell came by and threw your food up into the air splattering it all over our mural ceiling and then left? That actually makes so much sense. That bastard. Go kill him with lasers and hammers and fire.

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