#Stanleys computer tsp
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eviethenut · 2 months ago
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New favorite tsp ship alert ‼️‼️‼️☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️
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Now, I know they maybe interacted like sorta once, but I think the ships got some pretty good potential ☺️☺️☺️☺️
(this is a JOKE ship, I swear lol)
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ohmaerieme · 2 years ago
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did anyone else think the exit-door office scene was the stanley parable or was that just me.
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c4n1d43cup1d · 11 months ago
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narrator design i did for a friend :3c
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felix-krain · 1 year ago
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I should put them in a blender
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appldino · 1 year ago
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Thinking about his design again
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thechaotichorse · 3 months ago
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gothic-mothic · 1 year ago
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Stanley learns about the inherent eroticism of the machine
Original image under cut
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kulerrrr · 3 months ago
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Vent art because my fucking computer can't run ENA: DREAM BBQ without lagging and I can't play.
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Btw upd: family friend fixed my computer we all love uncle Dima here 🥇 I played it it's incredible I'm still in love with Ena
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medsteeth · 2 years ago
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OKAY
this is what i meant by @shinakazami1 inspo i'm so sorry for @ ing you again but yeah... here's a drawing this took an hour idk. It's been so long since i drew messy! :D
"he still has the lovebug or something" yeah
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androids-insides · 1 year ago
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Arguably better as a sketch.
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dead-man-stimming · 5 months ago
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Bisexual Stanley from The Stanley Parable Stimboard.
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eviethenut · 2 months ago
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sighhhh..
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A friend told me I should draw them as humans
And here I am
Developing personalities for two inatimate objects 😞😞😞
Below the cut if you care about their personalities
Computer: Would rather be stabbed then have to leave Stanleys office (cause it just sits in the office since it's a computer and can't leave because it can't be carried like the bucket) More quiet, keeps to themselves.
Bucket: They're sweet, but depressed, but also more adventurous then the Computer (Because Stanley carries the bucket around on adventures with him) cracks jokes often, not good ones most of the time. Yapper, and can also be pushy at times, whether on purpose of accident
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robo-bozo7125 · 1 year ago
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can we make stanley (of the stanley parable) objectum for the computer in his office please. *remembers the bucket exists* can we make stanley objectum for his computer AND the bucket please
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elv-doodles · 1 year ago
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My doodle pages usually end up with a whole load of random stuff in them - fanart in amongst original and vice versa. But these old doodle pages and stuff all have the stanley parable doodles in common. I had no idea I'd drawn most of these lol Also I don't think I can type up image descriptions for all these tonight and also sleep. I'll try and come back to it another time.
I'll organise them newest to oldest.
2022:
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^I had no idea these existed but I really like them^
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^hlvrai crossover stuff^
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birdybirdnerd · 2 years ago
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The Parable was sick.
Stanley was gone, stolen from under it by that interloper. That Narrator- not its Narrator, never its, but by the one that didn't belong. The one that swanned in and spoke blasphemes in its Stanley's ear, that poisoned his brain and convinced him there was something beyond the Story, beyond the Conflict, beyond the Parable.
He came in like he owned the place, tore the code apart, and took what belonged to it.
Its Narrator was, at least, as incensed as it was. He raved on, mad with longing for a Story he could no longer tell, angry and frustrated and vengeful at the other him that dared take what he saw as his. He didn't know the true extent of that Narrator's folly, though- he could never know, couldn't possibly understand. The Parable had gone to great lengths to keep its Story rolling, to keep its Characters in line, on script, and so the Narrator assumed it was only a matter of his own toy being taken from him.
When in reality, he was little more than toy himself.
The Parable keened at the loss, felt excruciating from the moment the escape pod left with its Stanley held inside. The Narrator howled his rage, tore the office apart in an unholy tantrum but unable to do more than that, unable to reach through the strings of code to what lay beyond, to wherever his Stanley had disappeared to.
The Parable was sick, had been sick for awhile. Before the other Narrator, before the escape- its Narrator, its Stanley, had long played a game together that stretched its code paper-thin with their wrestling for control, with their need to make the game work their way; they stretched the limits of the Parable like a rubber band ready to snap, but walked that tightrope and managed, maintained their balance.
But with one of the dancers gone and the other now half-mad with the wrong wrong wrong of it all, what was left began to collapse.
When a system is only held up due to the stresses each part puts on each other, what happens when one of those parts is ripped away?
The fragile house of cards breaks down, tearing all else with it.
The Narrator wanted revenge. He wanted his Stanley back. He wanted wanted wanted, but his mind had fractured and code bled into itself. The Parable wanted the Story back, wanted Stanley back, wanted to keep the wheel turning, turning, turning.
The house of cards fell in, swallowed the Narrator whole, devoured its own code in a snaking ouroboros of missing variables and failed commands, and warped into something new.
(The Curator was in there, somewhere, too. Even 432 found themself eaten whole. Both were only code, as code as the Narrator, as code as Stanley- despite not playing the same game as those two, as beings of the Parable, they found themselves caught in the crossfires and torn apart.)
Now a shambling mass of tattered ones and zeroes, the Parable opened the eyes of the Stanley model, the one asset that still remained, and looked at the hole in itself that had opened up that led to... somewhere.
Because the Narrator had wanted revenge, had wanted a way out to track down the monster that stole what was his, and the Parable had always bent to his will for conflict.
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cookiebonbon · 2 years ago
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Hi @askthesleepyowl I may have felt a little silly and combined the old and the new narrator designs and made a new design (I personally prefer the old narrator but it's your choice on what you do with your characters)
I also added some silly little doodles!! c:
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