#This is the second time today HELP ME

[flurriethefox]

Dude I gotta stop making myself fucking cry.

Back on that animatronic rant so here we are (I think this counts as robot whump?).

Cw: robot whump, isolation, abandonment, optimism that results in very strong denial, please let me know if I miss anything!

The park has been out of date for years now. 3,437 days, 3 hours, 51 minutes, and 9 seconds (counting).

Of course, that’s not gonna stop Whumpee. They just have to keep the park as well kept as possible, and eventually, people will start coming back. Everything will be back to normal, with people visiting from all over just to meet them and their friends! They’ll be able to entertain again! Just as it used to be! And they’d just had two visitors! Granted, they’d left a bit early and a bit quicker than expected, but they were still visitors!

Their programming insists that everything is fine; the crumbling of the buildings is just renovations being prepared for, the overgrown weeds in the cracks of the concrete are just to make the park feel more natural, his friends are just resting. Everything is normal, the park is just closed for a bit so the renovations can be made! That’s all!

They walk into the theater, flipping a switch, watching as the lights flicker a bit before barely turning on, casting an eerie, dim glow over the rows and rows of seats. The stage is barely illuminated, with most of the stage lights burnt out or broken, the few that are still working either flickering weakly or simply giving off a glow that really only gives the glass a tiny bit of color.

“Hey guys!” They call out, their voice glitching. They walk unsteadily towards the stage, their legs occasionally buckling a little before they manage to drag them forward.

They look up at the figures on the stage. Whumpee 2 is standing on the far end, their eyes completely dark. Their expression is still in a smile, their hand up in the air as though waving hello or goodbye.

Whumpee 3 is closer to Whumpee 2, their eyes the exact same as the latter. Their expression looks a lot softer, less proud than Whumpee 2’s. Their hands are clasped in front of them, a smile on their face, their mouth open as if they’re about to speak.

Whumpee 4 is closer to the front of the stage, almost in the middle, their arms splayed out to the sides like a ringmaster welcoming the guests of the circus. Their face looks proud, but more of a gentle kind of proud than Whumpee 2’s expression. They look content.

Whumpee 1 laughs a little. “You’re not gonna believe this, but we had visitors! Real visitors! It’s been so long, they were so excited!”

They walk forward and heave their metal frame up onto the stage. “You all would’ve loved them, I’m sure. They were two teenagers, a boy and a girl. I think they came to try and escape their parents for a little night out,” they continue with a chuckle. Even though the two visitors had been adults, Whumpee 1’s optics aren’t in the best shape; their system is outdated by a landslide, their parts are in need of repair, some in need of replacing, and their voice box has definitely seen better days. Their programming insists that they had been teenagers.

“You would’ve loved them especially, Whumpee 2,” they say optimistically, going over to their shut-down friend and wrapping an arm around their frame. “They were so nice, and they were so excited! You would’ve loved to show them the rides. Especially yours!”

The only response they got was silence, the only thing breaking the noise being the whirring and creaking of their own metallic joints.

“And Whumpee 3, they would’ve loved you! They seemed a little scared of me,” they add with a sheepish look, “but you would’ve easily been able to reassure them. You’ve always been great with kids!”

Again. Silence.

They stumble over to Whumpee 4, stepping off the stage and looking directly up at them. They pause for a moment, a bit of nostalgia hitting them. “And you would’ve been so proud of them, Whumpee 4,” they say softly. “They were just the kind of people you’d want them to be. You would’ve been honored to perform for them. They’d have loved to meet you, I’m sure.”

Nothing.

Whumpee 1 sighs, getting back up on the stage and standing beside Whumpee 4, staring out at the empty theater.

They smile a little. “Once the park’s renovations are done, it’ll be filled with people and kids, and we’ll get to perform again. Everything will go back to normal.”

“Just like it used to be.”

[vaguely-concerned]

emotional security is stored in the undramatic calm utterly certain and unbearably soft way alistair says 'my love?' when you switch to him once he's reached 'love' status

[sirenspells]

In Stars and Time AMV - Break Stuff

(Inspired by break stuff hoodwinked amv by @/girl-debord)

Song: Break Stuff - Limp Bizkit

In Stars and Time gameplay footage from Carrot Helper, START AGAIN: A Prologue gameplay footage from Shienh

[july-19th-club]

i have no mouth and i must scream speech but for about insomnia hate hate hate let me tell you how much i have come to hate being awake

[gomzdrawfr]

[extravagav]

AND WE JUST DONT TALK ABOUT THIS?!?!?!!????

[zestyzigzagoon]

I won't write this because I'm still in a rut and I have other things to catch up on, but fun AU idea: famous person x normal person AU, except the normal person lives under a rock and has no fucking clue who the famous one is

[the-mountain-flower]

Being disabled is so weird sometimes

I just got super happy about being able to load the dishwasher lol

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

trying to convince myself that intrusive thoughts can also be like. UNWANTED thoughts? like they can be conscious, it isn't always just a random out of left field thing. it can be thinking something and then being like hey what the fuck that's fucked up and not a thought I want in my head why is that there? I guess just trying to convince myself that my worries and spirals affect my subconscious, which affects the things that pop into my head AND that I end up thinking, and that it isn't a reflection of some deep evil inside me

[bogos-bint3d]

My dad has FORCED ME into the cinema screen of fucking live action lilo amd stitch the amount of times I've said the movie's bad the plot is shitty it completely ruins everything from the original it's straight up got slight racism in it WE CAN JUST WATCH THE ORIGINAL WE WATCHED THE ORIGINAL LAST NIGHT BUT HE DID NOT PAY ATTENTION TO A FUCKING SECOND OF IT AND BEFORE YESTERDAY HE DID NOT EVEN KNOW OT WAS A FUCKING LIVE ACTION REMAKE BUT HES SOOOOOO INSISTENT ON SEEING IT FOR SOME FUCKING REASON (but we weren't allowed to watch me zha for some reason) AND THE ENTIRE FUCKING ROOM IS JUST FILLED BY SEVERAL LARGE GROUPS OF WHITE PEOPLE I HATE IT HERE

[potatoplace]

The girl is home, slightly loopy, and giving herself a VERY focused bath

[hide-your-bugs-away]

Probably the wildest record haul I have ever been bestowed... after my dentist appointment, no less.

I FINALLY HAVE A VINTAGE COPY OF ANIMALIZATION aaAAAAAA MY COLLECTION OF U.S. ANIMALS VINYLS IS AT LAST COMPLETE ‼️🐾✨️ All from local record stores as well!

[loverboybrightsideghost]

hey. everyone. do you remember the pandemic? remember the year and half, two years, still ongoing for many? the worldwide horrific illness with lasting effects on everyone's psyche's and a great tragic many's physical health, forever? it happened like, oh, five years ago now? remember that guys?

[moeblob]

Amazing, take some of the side character demons from Evil Bound.

Vincie is a menace to Chuck and Chuck alone so in Hell, Chuck hexes his hand behind his back so that he isn't grabbed as much (and it's harder to pet him). Chuck is like the most irresponsible older sibling ever to demons though so Kelvin recruits him (as an older sibling vibe) to go help him get his ACTUAL older sibling from Earth. Chuck agrees. And then drags Vincie from Hell with them because no one else wants to babysit him and he refuses to unbind the hex just to re-hex when he returns to Hell.

In Hell, Kelvin actually doesn't appear much different than his human form! Like Kronos, the lines under his eyes are red in Hell but black on earth. Chuck however? In Hell he has wolf-ish ears and has a fur lining his neck (note the neck scars in human form). In addition to that he has four eyes in Hell (note the scars under his eyes in human form). Vincie just has horns in Hell. And! In Hell the hex doesn't have a silly looking "tied up" look, it's invisible unless Vincie strains it with movement and then its red text. But it shifts on earth to be visible.

Vincie's biggest agony for the entirety on earth is "dude it's colder here than in Hell I want a jacket to slip my arms into BUT I CANT BECAUSE IM BOUND".

[didsomeonesayventus]

thinking about how I saw someone say "I wish alcryst stayed badass like in his intro scene" and like.

idk how to tell u that i thought the appeal was this lil fella at odds with himself on every level. He is FIGHTING himself at every level at two extremes, almost literally tearing himself apart from it, self destructive as he tries to build something "worthy" of himself. He's capable of such devastating brutality in battle (high Dex trend making for good crit chances and the only unit in the game who can learn Luna) and unbelievable compassion in the same small vessel (a keen eye for details, his talent being finding the best in others) with a judgment hot as a glowing white knife and capable of forgiving as easily as it would bend should new information present itself.

He hates himself he loves his world he is idealistic and in awe of everything around him but also able to see the bitterness of reality not always being so kind. He feels he's worthless and yet plunges into any course with everything he has and only the slightest hesitation and a bold- perhaps at times concerning -recklessness and courage to send himself, a ranged fighter, straight to the front lines.

He actually loves people, despite his every attempt to stay out of their way and not take up too much space of his own. He presents as timid and with a worthless confidence and yet when you get down to it or threaten his loved ones his spine is forged from steel and will not yield until the threat has passed. He is passionate and emotional, quiet and thoughtful. He aspires to be a strategist. He loves reading fairy tales.

Alcryst is a storm of a person, forever at war with who he wants to be. The whole appeal in is his wildly different sides u fool.

[quins-makeshift-menagerie]

Brb gotta just yell into the void