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You know the Silent Mary is a shipwreck, right?
They order the prisoners to clean the deck not just to make it clean, because it never will be clean—blood and other filth have seeped into the planks so deeply that there's nothing they can do about it.
They make them work on the cannons not so they'll ever be used, because they never are.
They repair things not for the sake of anything.
They work so they can touch the blood soaked into the deck and feel the hell they've fallen into...
Domination through experience, not just fear.
(This is reinforced by the torture devices built into the deck.)
Imagination runs wild.
What could they do with them, and how many have they already done, given that there's so much blood...
That's why they rush the work. They don't want to be punished...
It's fear not of a specific punishment, but of the unknown scope of the punishment.
And then the deck operates not only with Salazar's power, but also with the power of what the prisoners imagine in their minds to survive. Every move is an attempt to minimize the attention of a world that has no rules.
But they don't get closure.
The deck is never clear, the work never ends successfully, the situation never transitions to normalcy, neither death nor freedom.
And this is far more destabilizing than the brutality itself.
It's a system of psychological control by the environment, something like a ship that teaches a new norm of reality.
"This is our order. Welcome to our hell."
It's a forced immersion in a reality that doesn't allow one to forget where they landed.
The prisoners can't mentally return to the world of "normal rules" because their bodies constantly touch something that contradicts them.
The outside world ceases to be "normal," the ship becomes the only reference point for reality.
And then the worst mechanism kicks in:
"If I'm here, maybe this is the norm of the world now, not what it was before..."
"Appreciation post for Lesaro. He deserves to be in a better movie. Salazar, too, but this post isn't about him."
{~} Death {~}
« W-What are you ?! »
« Death »
⁃ Captain Armando Salazar
I think it has been a long time since the last time I drew Captain Salazar on digital…
This fanart has to be my new favorite drawing so far… Not only I love how it loo, But I also think I finally found an art style I love !
And of course there’s a little animation with it :3
Creepy yet badass, that’s what I love xD !
Anyways, time to be inactive again 🫡
Have a Good night / good day !
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Campeón sin Corona Summary: After strong winds take some of the crew off course during what was supposed to be a simple excursion, they will need to work together if they want to return to their beloved La María Silenciosa. But Lesaro and Cortez have some unfinished business.
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Cleaned off another fic and posted to the Seasons Skirmish 2024 writing challenge.
I felt a sweep of nostalgia writing this. The good and refreshing kind. Open ended. I might add another chapter on how they return to ship.
Some dmtnt doodles plus my version of the nun from the fic!
LESARO (And Barbossa) BEING THAT SEA OF THIEVES MEME