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[justapathetic-humanbeing]

Woke up in a cold sweat after a dream with Ruikasa and realized that this world needs Torpe/PianistKasa x BloomfestRui.

I'm not going insane. (tags for more ig)

[hood-ayo]

Poor V2... YEAAA ULTRAROCK AU CONTENT FINALLY!! there's a lot of content below!!!

Check more context about au here.

So.... Basically au called ultrarock because almost all characters supposed to show one of the rock genres (idea faded into the background but still there). This two are krautrock because genre has an electronic music and also sounds kinda weird, so I believe this fits perfectly for the machines.

They're in one band with some other machines (which still don't have designs :^) ) making their career with songs and... terroristic actions oh........ But we wouldn't rush about the plot right now.. I still have a dream to show it properly, haha.

V1 was found on the Earth after the war between the Hell and the Heaven. He's the leader of the band basically (most of the contracts, money, etc on him).

Same for V2, he was found on the Earth blah blah.... He's not the leader, though, he actually has no idea what business his brother has, and fully thrust and depends on V1 in all aspects.

But something changes huh...

and pic that supposed to show the world but it just's didn't....

There's also music that showing vibes of dis dudes. Both of them: Faust - "Miss Fortune" Kraftwerk - "The Robots" V1: Areknuteknyterne - "Untitled" Faust - "Meadow Meal" Кофе - "Компьютер" V2: King Gizzard And The Lizard Wizard - "Empty" Faust - "Meadow Meal" Queensrÿche - "Best I Can"

Some pictures have funny descriptions that u can check!!

[olivianyx]

GET YOUR DREAM LIFE: A CHALLENGE

Welcome to this challenge, babygirls and babyboys 🗣️🗣️🗣️

So are you ready to manifest everything you desired in April? Then start up rn!

I'll show you 5 important, simple steps you can use to manifest your dream life!

This challenge will be done for 30 days throughout April. At the end of this month, the results are guaranteed!

You might be wondering if its gonna be hard... Buuuut! The steps are super duper simple, just follow them!

THE STEPS:

🤍 MENTAL DIET 🤍

Y'all heard it right, maintain a strict mental diet, like literally stop wavering! Stop focusing on things you don't want! Don't accept things you don't want! It's that simple. Only focus on positive and favourable thoughts.

Your mornings should go like, 'uhh it's such a beautiful day. It's gonna be amazing day as always. But it's gonna be fun today! I literally love this life, it's freaking amazing, I literally don't know how to thank myself for this. The fact that I'm the ultimate creator is soo mind blowing for me even though I've always been for my entire life. I'm literally thankful for everything! My life's being too perfect and I get what I want everytime, everything's in my favour always. I literally look soo amazing in every outfit I wear, it's such a slay everyday. Uhh I'm soo lucky to have what I want. Literally my self concept is supreme' and blah blah blah. You can add whatever you want further lol.

So like literally throughout the day steady yourself in this mindset. If you catch yourself wavering, be like *sike there ain't no chance bitch* come back on track! Catch yourself waver ---> stop ---> drop ---> flip it into something positive or favourable.

Literally robotic affirming is the only way you can keep your thoughts in check. So go bestie! Keep your head high, keep a check on those thoughts inside your pretty/handsome head 😩 keep slaying everyday ✨

🤍 ROBOTIC AFFIRMING 🤍

Keep affirming babygirls and babyboys! Like literally don't even stop (unless you're doing smth important, then stop affirming for a while lol) y'all got your dream lives already 💅 so why y'all telling yourself that you don't?? Well y'all do have it, so tell yourself the ULTIMATE FACT that you have your dream lives already 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️ tell yourself whenever you're free, like even doing your daily chores such as taking a shit or shower, or brushing your teeth, eating, scrolling through the phone, or walking, waiting in a queue (I'd never wait in a queue... Cus I don't go to places with long ass annoying queues 😭) or listening to music or watching TV, doing the dishes or doing self care (I love my babygirls and babyboys taking care of themselves like there's no tomorrow 😩✋🏻I'mma give y'all a nice smooch 😚) just do it my babies! It's the ultimate way to get (which you already have it) your dream lives! So get tf up babies! 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

🤍 LIVING IN THE END 🤍

This step shouldn't be missed at all babies! So focus on the end! Focus on having it! Focus on thinking from the end! Like you already are living yor dream lives, you have that car you wanted cus you already drive it everyday! You have that sp that loves you till death, that spoils you with their love, money, and what not?! You have that house you've been dreaming of! No, I mean living! You're living in that house already! It's yours my love! You got that perfect sculptured summer body ody that the normal human beings are jealous?? Like you have that body effortlessly 😩✋🏻 FOCUS ON HAVING IT BITCHES 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

🤍 USING SLEEP TO YOUR ADVANTAGE! 🤍

Listen here, my babygirls and babyboys! You sleep 7 to 8 hours a day, and sleep, according to medicals, is a state of complete rest. That means you're not aware of your surroundings. You're just being a black, quiet, space like floaty state (the void actually) so things are easier to manifest Instantly in this state! So why not do psych k or sats or the lullaby method before bed and after you wake up my loves?? It's so much more effective that what you do in the day time! Trust me! Go prepare yourself well for the bed babies 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

🤍 PERSISTENCE 🤍

Since you already affirming that you have your dream lives, you have it already! But you can begin to doubt that why is it not in the 3d... BITCH DON'T EVEN THINK LIKE THAT. Be like 'bitch wtf my life literally feels like a dream come true moment everyday 😭😭 like I'm literally living the life I wanted, I already am experiencing it wtf are you talking about' like literally GASLIGHT YOURSELF INTO THINKING LIKE THAT (cus you already have your dream life) like literally decide that you already have! Hold onto the new story no matter what! 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

So ig I've told you what you needed to do... So all you gotta do is follow the fucking steps babies 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

Okay, take care, love y'all babies! Byeee

- olivia 🤍

[kharti]

so here's the thing

It's 2am, I should be asleep, but instead I'm on my phone scrounging in the dark for validation on AO3 and social media, and you've activated my trap card

Lately I've been thinking about their first meeting. What that was like. What the circumstances were. There're a lot of possibilities, a lot of ways to interpret how it could have happened. In my fics, I generally put a vague "assigned to him" sentence as backstory and leave it at that.

Here's how it went down in my head when I muse on it.

Robotnik is an unlikable loose cannon, right. He's the department's pet genius with anger issues. No one wants to work with him... blah blah we all know that story.

But what if no one wants to work with Stone? What if Stone is a problem, too? What if Stone is a high-performing asset who doesn't get along with others because he sees them as inferior. On missions, he doesn't play nice, doesn't cooperate, goes rogue to take care of things his way because he thinks he knows best.

Maybe one time he leaves a man behind. Maybe they assign him to Robotnik as punishment for it. Take him out of field work to be a lab rat's assistant. It should be a blow to his ego, and at first, it is. He's bitter when he walks into the lab that they would take their best agent out of the game over the life of someone who couldn't shoot a target.

Is it love at first sight? Is Robotnik getting funky to some loud music, hips gyrating all sexy like? No, I think Robotnik is cold and dismissive and everything we know him to be, and it shocks Stone out of his own anger. He knows about Robotnik, everyone does, has probably witnessed his wrath before, but Robotnik delivers a speech—something he intends to rile him up... except all it does is make Stone become smitten with him.

"So you're the one who fucked up so royally that they sent you down here as punishment?" Robotnik asks without turning away from his work when Stone enters the lab. "I read your file. High marks in everything except social skills. Must be the mommy and daddy issues."

"The—"

"Oh, that part was redacted, of course, but poorly hidden. It was child's play to retrieve the data. Orphaned at a young age, left to rot in the system, passed around from home to home because nobody likes a little boy who doesn't act according to society's rules. So you learned that you could only depend on yourself, right? That's what you think?"

Stone barely gets a syllable out before the doctor bowls right over him, still continuing to work uninterrupted by his own speech.

"But instead of that, you signed up to be a government dog. Learned to sit and stay and roll over. Dedicated your teeth to the man. Now you depend on higher-ups to tell you what to do, never thinking for yourself anymore."

Robotnik finally looks at him, sneering. "So since following orders is all you can do, be good and fetch me a coffee."

Stone is used to people being intimidated by him. He's used to watching them flinch under his stare, used to his presence causing others discomfort. Now, he's faced with a stronger force of presence that makes him want to avert his eyes and submit.

But he shows his teeth anyway in a facsimile of a smile. "You work for the same people as me. I'm not the only dog in this room."

Robotnik's hands still. His head turns to the side before the rest of him follows, an almost unnatural jerkiness to his movements, as if he were a robot himself. Then he grins, wide and maniacal. "That's the difference between you and me, puppy." He takes a step forward, then another, slowly approaching him as he speaks. "I'm the one holding my own leash. I bite the hand that feeds me. And I get away with it because they need me."

When he's right in front of Stone, he grabs him by the tie and yanks down to tighten it on his throat. "They don't need you. I could kill you right now and they'd dispose of your body without another thought. You wouldn't even get a proper burial."

Stone has more than enough training on ways to defend himself. Instinct should drive him to break out of the hold; it would be so easy. Robotnik is wide open. One jab would be enough to disarm him.

Instead, Stone feels something tickle in his brain. A pleasant tingling sensation. A certain rightness to this current situation. He looks up at the man grinning down at him, and he smiles. A real, genuine smile.

"Yes, Doctor. You're absolutely right."

Robotnik's brow arches. He didn't expect that reaction. It intrigues him, piques the scientist in him to wonder—what will it take to break the agent?

And as we see in the movies, it takes more than the doctor can dish out, because Stone loves every fucking second of what he's given.

[to-be-a-dreamer]

I do acknowledge that the Marvel writers were, to a certain extent, trapped in production hell when it came to adapting Clint Barton into the MCU and I do appreciate the glimpses of his comic personality that they managed to sneak into the MCU. Some of my favorites include but are not limited to:

“Look the city is-is flying. The city is flying. We’re fighting an army of robots. And I have a bow and arrow. None of this makes sense”

When faced with a completely unknown opponent who’s clearly some kind of enhanced the middle of a fight: “We haven’t met yet, I’m Clint.”

“Nobody would know. Nobody. Last I saw him an Ultron was sitting on him. Yeah I miss him already that quick little bastard.”

“Unfortunately, he’s still Barton” “Oh that’s terrible” Because he’s a little SHIT

“You’re no match for him Cap.” “Thanks Barton”

Hits a bullseye on the dart board half a centimeter from Tony’s face with absolutely no warning just because he can

In THE maximum security prison getting lectured by Tony Stark: “Blah blah blah…”

Actively lying on the floor after getting his shit rocked by a child: “Yeah you better run.”

Smugly, towards the aforementioned child: “What? You didn’t see that coming?”

Doesn’t tell his teammates that he’s taking them to his secret farmhouse in the middle of nowhere where he has a secret family. Also does not tell his wife that he’s bringing the entire Avengers lineup to her house. Because he’s a dramatic bitch with abysmal communication skills.

Does a stupid little dramatic flourish just to shoot an arrow into the fucking wall in front of literally no one but Wanda. Just for funsies.

Is played by Jeremy Renner, who I can’t Google without learning about his latest life-threatening injury. On brand.

Turns his hearing aids off at a bad musical

“Good thing they call you HawkEYE and not HawkEAR” “Hahaha. Block. Delete.” (100% did not block and delete)

Casually boards the subway after a whole entire car chase

“And the Challenger gets wrecked anyway!”

“How’s my apartment?” “…crispy”

“Sorry Santa!”

“You rely too much on technology” “Well my weapon of choice is a stick and a string”

“I’ve been taking karate since I was five” “Oh so last year?”

“Oh hey… I know you” Casually hands over the most powerful weapon in the universe.

To an actual literal owl after he just jumped out the window of a skyscraper and landed in the Time Square Christmas tree “…hey”

“Clint where are you?” “I’m in the tree!” “What? Which tree?” “THE three!”

[mysterylover123]

Watching G1 Transformers "Auto-Bop"

Soundwave Club Superior. Autobot Bar Inferior.

Finally, at long last! A SOUNDWAVE EPISODE!! Waited far too long for Casette Boy to get a starring role.

We open with a bunch of annoying squishy white humans trying to be black by dropping embarrassing 80s slang. blah blah blah we're boring humans skip to the robots.

HAHA and the human girls IMMEDIATELY go to dance with the Autobots. Cause they're presumably as into them as the fanbase.

And hey Starscream is there with SW! And being Way Smarter than Megsy once again. Y'know I hope in the versions where Screamer and SW reform and get a happy ending they just. open a nightclub.

Hey Is that the same human from a few episodes back? Raoul? Wow I really do not remember the humans in this AT ALL.

SW and Screamer brainwash humans to do their bidding with MUSIC. LOL this show is silly sometimes.

Honestly Screamer and Soundwave should team up more often? They're both a ton more efficient than Megs.

And wow Screamer's been on a roll lately come to think of it! Led the cons back him on the toy planet, nearly killed OP and almost decimated Elita's squad, now he's hypnotizing humans with rock n roll? Megsy you really should just let him lead already.

We have also the Very Rare Nice moment between Megs and Screamer when he tells him the plans are going well.

We get a sound battle between SW and Blaster! Awesomeness. Though I'm not sure exactly how SW loses?

This was before "Soundwave Superior" kinda turned into his catchphrase, so he says "All Talk No Shock" instead.

And we get to hear him laughing which is just unsettling. But also kinda cute, which is SW in a nutshell. Anyway the bots ruin their club. Aw. I hope there's lots of "Soundwave Club Owner" Fanfic

[amuseoffirebane]

[ID: 24 digitally sketched panels featuring a human man, Riker, and a male robot, Taps.]

[Panel 1: Riker sits in an armchair tuning a guitar while Taps lies on a bed next to him, leaning his head back on his arms and pillows with a porkpie hat tilted over his eyes.]

[Panel 2: Riker looks up questioningly as Taps asks from off panel, "You take requests?"]

[Panel 3: Riker raises his eyebrows and replies, "If you got something you're eager to hear butchered, sure." Taps opens an eye and glances at Riker from under his hat, saying, "I think the chords are pretty straightforward."]

[Panel 4: Riker sighs and starts scrolling on his phone. He says, "Alright, I'll look it up, but I won't sing. What song is it?"]

[Panel 5: Taps says, "If I Had a Million Dollars."]

More comic after the break!

[Panel 6: Riker points across Taps and asks after a pause, "Hey, pass me that other pillow real quick?" Taps sits up and passes the pillow over, saying, "Sure." Riker replies, "Thanks."]

[Panel 7: The pillow is thrown back at Taps, hitting him square in the face and knocking his hat backward. SFX: PAMF. Riker says from off panel, "That song is so corny. I'll do it, but Jesus Christ."]

[Panel 8: Riker begins strumming the guitar and producing music, looking down at a chord chart on his phone resting on his knee.]

[Panel 9: Taps lies back down in his original position, eyes mostly closed, and starts singing, "If I had a million dollars (ellipses)"]

[Panel 10: Taps glances at Riker and continues, "(ellipses) I would buy you a house." Riker says nothing, just furrows his brow a bit. Taps continues, "And if I had a million dollars (ellipses)"]

[Panel 11: Taps says from off panel, "You can whistle, if you want. Or just riff on the lyrics." Riker huffs without looking at him, "Hmph."]

[Panel 12: Same shot. Taps continues singing, "And if I had a million dollars, I'd buy your love." Riker glances at him thoughtfully, not saying anything.]

[Panel 13: Riker begins to whistle. Taps sings, "If I had a million dollars," twice, with Riker whistling the echoed lyrics.]

[Panel 14: Simplified drawings. Taps sings, "If I had a million dollars--" but is cut off by Riker scrolling on his phone and says, "Then blah blah blah, treehouse, something about bacon--" Taps asks, "Is bacon really all it's cracked up to be?" Riker replies, "Usually, yeah." Taps says, "Huh."]

[Panel 15: Taps and Riker are floating heads between the lyrics as Riker starts to smile and play along. Taps sings, "If I had a million dollars... I'd buy you a fur coat." Riker responds, "... Heh, I could use one." Taps sings, "If I had a million dollars... I'd buy you an exotic pet." Riker says, "God, can you imagine?" Taps sings, "If I had a million dollars... I'd buy you John Merrick's remains." Riker says, "That's fucked up. We agree that's fucked up?"]

[Panel 16: Riker stops playing and grins, brow quirked, gesturing with an open palm. He says, "Wait wait wait, now I've got a question. The hell is a 'Kraft dinner' anyway?" Taps, in a tiny smiling drawing, says, "It's mac n' cheese." Riker asks, "Who calls it that?" Taps replies, "Canadians." Riker exclaims, "Why?!" Taps says, "Marketing laws." Riker says, in smaller font, "Oh."]

[Panel 17: Riker looks away, embarrassed and blushing, and picks the guitar back up. He clears his throat and says, "Anyway, uh," then mumbles, "where the hell were we (ellipses)" Taps sings from off panel, "If I had a million dollars," and Riker mutters, "yeah, yeah."]

[Panel 18: Taps opens one eye and unfolds his arms from behind his head. He sings, "If I had a million dollars," while Riker mutters, "ah, shit. Something, green dress, Picasso..." Taps sings again, "If I had a million dollars," and Riker grumbles incoherently.]

[Panel 19: Taps sits up and swings his legs off the bed, singing, "If I had a million dollars, I'd buy your love."]

[Panel 20: Taps starts to stand, still singing, "If I had a million dollars." Riker grimaces and mutters under his breath, "Not even a lot of money, really."]

[Panel 21: Taps approaches Riker, eyelids lowered sentimentally and head tilted to the side. He sings, "If I had a million dollars." Riker looks up, still grim, and muttering, "Life changing, sure 'til it runs (ellipses) out (ellipses)"]

[Panel 22: Taps leans down toward Riker, and sings (the text arrangement stressing the way it's sung), "If I had a million doll-oll-lers"]

[Panel 23: They kiss, Taps cupping Riker's cheek with his hand.]

[Panel 24: Taps and Riker in profile, foreheads touching, each looking content. Taps' eyes are closed and he puts a hand on Riker's chest, while Riker looks up at him and gently puts his hand to Taps' chin. Taps sings, "I'd be rich." End ID]

[katsmtmsdoodles]

do you have any fun facts about your characters?

(no spoilers pls just silly things 😜)

They're all too depressed so it took me months to actually figure out if they have any moments of whimsy 😭😭

• Captain Hutchins does not shower ever. He only takes baths. Shadowspire's lack of showers totally worked out for him. He always uses rose scented bath bombs and puts candles out. It's his only me-time. He watches the Ninjago version of F.R.I.E.N.D.S. during this time and only this time.

• Lloyd and Kai went to the beach and Lloyd played beach volleyball and built a sand castle. Kai turned it into a glass castle and every kid on the beach instantly thought Lloyd was the most incredible person ever. They showed as much by burying him in sand. Kai did not help Lloyd dig himself out because he was too busy laughing at him.

• One time Skylor and Kai got sent to the dungeons at the same time and it was sad blah blah blah but also they taught themselves how to beat box when they were left alone for however many hours. While on missions together, Skylor will be beat box the song they made up and Kai pretends to be annoyed. He's not.

• Ash getting sent to the arcade on his birthday by Kai's fake mission is now canon in my heart.

• Ash is also a dog kid. He wants a puppy so bad but he can't get one 'cause he's never home and he's afraid his mom will forget it exists and accidently let it starve 💀

• Brad likes to sing! He only got to see his mom during visitation days growing up, but she is the type to know entire musicals worth of show tunes. He grew up singing with her (: His friends are embarrassed to go grocery shopping with him because he sometimes has no shame lol. Gene once tried to knock him out with a ladle in the appliance aisle and Tommy tackled him before Brad could notice. He was mid-way through the Ninjago equivalent of Hamilton 😭

• Zane figured out he was a robot in this AU when a BorgTech microwave accidentally connected to his Bluetooth.

• Before Lloyd's First Trauma, he begged his dad enough to let him into Shadowspire's battle pit that Garmadon caved. The pit was then filled with actors with fake blood packets that they burst when they 'died'. That's the real reason the pit sand was the color red and not brown. They never managed to wash out the paint and just acted like it was for an edgy reason. Lloyd made everyone call him 'Pit Champion' for weeks and REFUSED to respond to his name.

• After Kai's 'death,' Zane started making his food a lot spicier because Nya like it that way and he was trying to comfort her. However, Cole and Jay never complained for that reason and Zane eventually forgot that it wasn't the usual. Now, Zane's food is nearly impossible to eat and the ninja have just grown immunity to spice lmao.

• After Cole was born, Lou and the Blacksmiths wrote out a couple of routines where the punchline was that there was just a random baby on stage with them the entire time. It was a hit, but they had to stop doing it when Cole was 4 months old because he was such a huge baby, they stopped being able to hold him for the length of the performance.

[spare-me-the-spades]

im making a flavor frenzy au

im js getting back in2 ff and AAAAAGH ITS SO GOOD JUMPSCARES YOU💥💥💥

ALSO [I AM MAKING AN AU!!!!!!! THIS NEXT SECTION IS ALL ABT IT!!!!!]

so for like a heads up, okroque (okra x roque) is kinda canon but like not fully cus like okra freaking dies like a loser (/j he's my favourite) and roque still gets with caviar but deeply mourns his late lover and blah blah blah and caviar understands the grief roque is going thru but she was in competition w okra from roque for a while and she also loves roque and wants to b w him ykwim blah blah blah

so out of that trios dynamic, bacon, who is a camerawoman and practically is manager of matchas brand deals n stuff, has a thing for matcha, who's become an even bigger idol and has become a symbol of peace, and starfruit, who's an assassin for hire, tries to kill matcha but bacon gets in the way and is like hospitalised and matcha feels bad for letting her friend, bacon, get hurt for her so she's on public hiatus and all hell breaks loose cause the symbol of peace is away and that causes okra to get killed along with flan, waffle, and mocha

moving on to waffle, she became like a crazy mechanic robot buildin lady ykwim and she like had crazy security measures on her and mochas home and had pushed away every bear that tried to come in and ended up getting massacred along with mocha by waffles own robots who were hacked by an outside force

flan ended up getting killed as ube was forced to watch, causing ube to trust no bear and constantly fear for his life

pepper, sushi, and cupcake are doing perfectly fine in the entire ordeal, with pepper becoming more agile, sushi getting a bigger cannon, and cupcake getting her attack damage stat buffed up by eating a lot more

bubblegum has been in hiding, and nobody knows where she is or how she's been doing

AAAAAAND pomegranate and pineberry have been living together in a huge castle, constantly arguing about how loud pomegranates music is when they blast it from the speakers and how annoying the fur from the pomespirits is to clean up

DOES ANYONE HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT I SHOULD CALL THIS AU

[no-stupid-questions-official]

what do i do when i want to do a bunch of stuff in a bunch of different fields? like i want to be a scientist, but also filmmaking is cool, but i love photography and writing, but math is also fun, but maybe i could be an author, but linguistics is also an awesome field, but robotics is so interesting, but i also like music a lot, blah blah blah etc.

i know i can do multiple things at once, but what about when i want to do EVERYTHING? what do i even major in?? how do i figure it out???

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[hostrobotandherparasite]

– Host Robot and Her Parasite * .

[ oc info post ! ]

Hello hello there everybody! Today, I will give you all some info about my ENA: Dream BBQ ocs, Zaike and Penio, so you'll know everything you need to know. Also, some info can be found in my main blog, which is @rukorukie !!

now, enough of blah blah blah and let's go!

(everything will be under the cut because this looks more organized in my opinion...)

. About Zaike : 🪩

Zaike is a robot-puppet, she is 1,76cm tall, her pronous are she/any and she is unlabeled

Zaike is a really sweet, kind, and friendly person, she is nice to everyone she knows, always respectful (but also knows to put people on their places, if needed to) and is always in a bright and good mood, if not, then something went wrong...

Zaike is friends with almost everybody, but is mainly seen hanging out with her closest friends, Shu-Hui ( @coralover 's oc) and Blobert ( @w0wzerz-smth 's oc) (hello)

(Also most of the time on their interactions, she'll mention their s/os, which are Coral Glasses (Shu-Hui's) and Hoarder Alex and Taski Maiden (Blobert's)) (i love them i LOOVE THEM)

Zaike has a s/o, which she loves very very veeEERY much, it is Froggy! I don't really know how to explain how their relationship is but they love each other so much it hurts (their shipname is Zaiggy) (im not normal about them) (send help)

She is also a polyglot, but she can't write or understand another languages besides english if they're writen, she'll need to study them for a bit...

Zaike is basically good on almost everything she does, like cooking, crafting stuff (everything you can imagine), is a great listener, can help you when you need to, very stylish, very smart (also is a really good flirt for some reason,,), etc...

She is mostly seen on the hub, answering phone calls, which would be her occupation or something like that...

Her function on the game is to guide ENA and help her with her jobs and stuff

She has also a lot of abilities, like making music and singing with Penio, which is their most cooler ability (in my opinion...) these two crush everyone on karaoke!! (also i forgot the rest...sooorryyy...)

She also likes to imitate other character's poses most of the time

Everything she says will look like this:

🪩 : Something Zaike would say ...

. About Penio : 🖥

Penio is a small screen located on Zaike's belly, their pronouns are they/it and they're probably aroace (i might confuse myself with their pronouns so if this happens please let me know)

They are mostly rude and say stuff without thinking, the reason is unknown, but the times when they are SLIGHTLY nice are rare or forced by Zaike, althought, they're not that rude since Zaike is teaching them to be a better person, or should I say screen...

Penio is a parasite on Zaike's body, which used to drain her energy most of the time, but now Zaike knows how to controll it and takes controled medicine to get her energy balanced (if that even makes sense...)

Penio and Zaike share 50% of her body, when Zaike is speaking, the body moves more normally, when Penio is speaking, the body moves more like a puppet, as if they were controling it

Penio can use their screen to create any image and any sounds (EX: when Zaike is imitating someone's poses, their face shows in their screen, when Zaike pretends she's playing an instrument, they make the sound) (also really cool fact, whenever Zaike imitates Froggy's poses, instead of showing his face on the screen, it shows a little heart on it ^_^)

Zaike can turn off Penio whenever she wants or needs, but this happens only when she goes to sleep or does anything else she needs

Even if they're rude, they have a pretty normal relationship with Zaike

They also are polyglot aswell

Their voiceclaim would probably be Edgar from Electric Dreams.... or something..

They can jump out of Zaike's body like a jack-in-the-box toy, their wires would look like coils when doing that

I probably forgot much stuff about them so yeah,,,

Everything they say will look like this

🖥 : [s0mething peni0 w0uld say ...]

I'm FINALLY DONE AARGRH

If you read all of this and now you are here, thank you very much for your attention and time, i really feel special when people show interest to my ocs :3

If you wanna make any fanart of them, their designs can be found in my main blog or (rarely) in this blog, also, please tag my main blog when posting it! I would love very much to see it!!!!

Also, the stuff i say on posts will look like this hehe ;)

Again, thank you very much for your attention and thank you for coming to my ted talk, see youuu and byebye! ^_^

[1kazul]

intro post but i'm a year late

hey! i'm kazul, nice to meet you :}

if incorrectly-capitalised stuff annoys you i highly suggest you continue scrolling now

shoutout to @/forest-fairy-wren. random (yet lovely) person i saw the blog of today who happened to have an intro post which inspired me to finally make one myself.

Important things:

- i'm transmasc! he/him pronouns, any neos (no pref) as well

- i'm a minor, please don't ask me for money or be nasty. you will get blocked.

- it's pronounced "kuh-ZOOL"

- i'm a furry and a questioning alterhuman. if you're remotely against either of these identities please dni

- i was raised on david bowie music and taught that he is love and he is life (/mj) so uhhm thats probably relevant somehow

- please use tonetags when saying something to me that could be perceived multiple ways! if you're not sure if that's the case, use a tag!

Stuff i like v

Music: bands/artists

david bowie (obv) and most 70s/80s rock + new wave bands (ask me if i know ppl you like!)

mother mother

radiohead

alex g

noah kahan

the backseat lovers

boywithuke/chandol (!!)

hozier (!!)

conan gray

sleeping at last

coldplay

billie eilish (sorta)

IDKhow

saint motel

lemon demon

will wood (both with and without his tapeworms)

jack stauber

fleet foxes

the barr brothers

death cab for cutie

all the epic the musical people

specific songs i love (you're seeing into my soul here):

sailor song - gigi perez

world burns - lokel

strawberry wine - noah kahan

unknown/nth - hozier

problems - pinegrove

runaway - boywithuke

Fandoms i'm in (in order of most stronglyness upon making this post):

epic the musical

the x-files

the disastrous life of saiki k.

dead boy detectives

brooklyn nine nine (jake peralta is Literally (/nsrs) Me)

doctor who

dandadan

supernatural

Stardew Valley

good omens

cyberpunk edgerunners (haven't played the game)

helluva boss (not a fan of hazbin hotel, really)

koe no katachi/a silent voice

the wild robot

legend of zelda, mostly botw & totk

bbc sherlock

httyd

[def more that i forgot and will add when i remember]

fun facts abt me because i can't think what to add next:

im not british (or anything non-american). in sixth grade my friend and i discovered bbc sherlock, got hyperfixated on it, and decided to start spelling things the non-'merican way. he's dropped it, but the habit has stuck with me since.

i really like boba tea and fully believe that tapioca is better than the popping pearls (the flavor of the latter is just lost in the tea, and there's barely any texture, what's the point??) (gen confused. /srs)

big fan of the sky. specifically the night sky but i like the sky in general. i love to take pictures of cool scenes in daytime and ones of the stars. sometimes i post them here.

I'm the drummer in a band that's part of an organization in my local place of living. we're called 'God Save the Queer'. it's me (transmasc, remember?), and a lesbian couple. currently we're working on covering Days by mothermother, and we're planning to do some original stuff in the future :3

my favourite emoticon/text face is :}, as can be seen at the top of this post.

i'm working on learning ASL! for funsies, to support the deaf community, and bc sometimes i hate talking. inspired originally by A Silent Voice (movie mentioned in the fandoms section. it's a beautiful anime about a deaf girl)

when writing does not need to be cohesive and understandable, (such as when texting) i love to use strange punctuation and capitalisation: (,,, , blah Blah ,, .example . Text Here.) my friends find it a nightmare. (or at least one has told me so :D)

i usually do exclamation marks in pairs. (!!) three seems too excited and fake, and one is rarely enough.

i really like the movie Fall Guy. the newish one starring ryan gosling. i would mention it in the fandoms section but i don't think there really is much of a fandom for it. i haven't gone looking, so i very well may be mistaken, i dont know. anyways yeah. fav movie atm and probably will be for a while (couple years mb. i'm picky.).

i'm orchidromantic, which means i feel attraction but don't want a relationship. fancy way of saying i have commitment issues :]

I have a scar on my forehead from my brother throwing a spoon around when we were younger. (my villain origin story frfr) (feel free to ask about it if ya care to know more /nf)

My tags!

kazzydoodles <- art stuff ( i barely ever post- i think i have two things on here that i've drawn lmao. but i might post more if i feel like it in la futura) (i don't think that's right.)

kazzyyaps <- my yapping posts! mostly talking about stuff going on in my life, or like random thoughts.

kazzy crashes out <- my vent posts. feel free to block this tag ^^

and that, dear reader, is the end. whether you read the whole post or simply skipped and ended up here, this is where you are now.

have a cookie 🍪. or if you don't want, or can't eat one, then have a wonderful day instead <3 (in fact, if you so choose, you may have both.)

:}

[dragonblobz]

The Desert Pt 7

Hours pass. At first, with me holding the harness around me, wishing I could hug him. Then, with me leaning the seat back. But I’ve slept enough. I just CAN’T anymore.

I drain the last drops from my Fiji. Stare at the big empty bottle. Crap. I’ll have to get more soon.

My ghost robot, possibly alien car has fallen into silence. Comfortable for HIM maybe. My butt cheeks feel smooshed and I’d KILL for a stretch. And a burger actually……

The scenery around us gradually begins to change. Dessert, and then not. And then I spy the mother of all resources. A sign promising a gas station in 5 miles.

“Hey. Psssst.”

“Yes?”

He answers so quickly. I forget my boredom and smile again.

“I gotta pee, Brobot.”

“You’ve gotta…… what??”

I start to hiss giggle.

“I gotte pee. Loose the damn. Pop a mighty wizz. Knock the pissa.”

Just silence. And that purring engine. I groan and laugh.

“I have to put the water I drank earlier INTO something now.”

“Oh dear Primus….” He sounds so disgusted. Luckily for him, I have zero grasp on modesty. At least he gets it. I think???

“There’s a rest stop ahead. I can pee there. And also get more water and food.”

“Water and food? Ah yes, nourishment. But I’m not sure you should be around others of your kind. No one can know of mine.”

I scowl. It makes my tender face hurt.

“I VOLUNTEERED to be here, Christine. You think I’m gonna go in there and be like…”

I wave my hands around my face and squawk.

“OHMYGOD SAVE ME I’VE BEEN KIDNAPPED BY A VERY COOL ROBOT GHOST CAR THAT I’D PREFER NOT TO BE PARTED FROM BLAH BLAH BLAH. ALSO HE MIGHT BE AN ALIEN.”

“Oh shut up. We’ll stop.” He sounds SO grumpy. I try my best to hug the harness around me.

“Thanks. Thank you!”

We’re going so fast. It’s only about a minute before I see a big brightly lit building ahead. One of those big industrial gas stations. The ones with the walk in booze cooler.

“There!”

I can FEEL him huff around me just as much as hear it. And I giggle and rub my hands on his steering wheel. It’s the only form of affection I can think of to share.

We slow and pull in. I wonder what the people inside must think. Two cars worth well over 2 million dollars apiece just tooting in. It’s not like we’re anywhere near Vegas anymore.

“You’ve got five kilicks before I come in there after you….” An impatient growl around me as the driver’s side door glides open.

“I dunno about kin licks, bruh. But give me 10 minutes.” I’m just laughing as I unbuckle myself from the harness and grab my pack. Thinking about how much everyone inside would shit themselves at a giant robot peeling off the roof like “I’m looking for the annoying one. You seen it?”

I trudge to the building, aware of how much cooler the air feels now. How less dry it feels. And there’s trees all around. It’s CRAZY how far you get going as fast as we were.

There’s not many people inside, but man are they staring at me. At my friends outside. I feel an odd sort of nervousness. I might have needs, but I’d MEANT it when I’d said I’d never say a word. I’d better hurry.

I begin in the large restroom. It’s quiet and empty. Just the muted muffled sound of modern country music wafting thru the whole place.

After doing my business I go to the sink and discover WHY I’d been stared at when I look in the mirror.

Geez. My entire FACE is bruised. Still remnants of dried blood around my nostrils. And my hair looks like two birds have been fucking in it.

I wash my hands and then do the same for my face. Faucet all short and automated and just plain awkward to work with. Using the paper hand wipes instead of the blower to dry. Gently pressing at my face.

No. Nothing broken. But it’s still tender and looks hideous. I use the pick from my pack to tug at my snarled hair as best as I can.

When I exit the restroom, I zoom around the isles. Grabbing up as much as I can. Three more big Fijis. Jerky. And a mouthwatering cheeseburger spinning around in a heated display. Shitty and flappy and no condiments or veggies, and I can’t WAIT to shove the entire thing into my mouth.

On my way to the register, I spy something that makes me stop and grin. Arms all full.

I snatch it up and paw thru the rest of objects like it, looking for another color.

I’m in the car isle. And I’m giddily splurging on my new friends.

I plop the biggest insane armfull of crap in front of the cashier. And he’s looking at me like I might have just escaped from some truly unsavory prison or something, but he starts ringing up all my stuff.

“You okay?” He’s bug eyed. And so I think up a lie and I think it up quick.

“You’ve seen Hangover, right?”

I brandish my pointer finger at the two ridiculous Lamborghinis outside the big sparkling windows.

“I’m rich. I’m dumb. And my friend wants his…..” my eyes flail around my pile of crap.

“… his Tijuana Mama okay??”

I’m well aware of my complete inability to properly socialize. But I’m still COMPLETELY unprepared for this man going from nosey shock to bland disinterest so quickly.

“Alright then.” It’s like he doesn’t even care now???

Lamborghinis are wasted on the rich, I decide. It’s like a free ticket to looking INSANE. I have been ROBBED by my birthright.

I’m grinning at the man as he finishes. He looks so bored now.

“Keep the change.” I say as I collect my debit card from him, every bit aware that there’s no change with this method of payment. And I’m chuckling like a demon imp as I stuff all my crap into my pack. Still chuckling as I exit the building.

“You were dawdling.” Sunstreaker’s voice is an impatient growl as I approach him. He’s kept his drivers side door open this whole time.

“I have a Lamborghini. I do what I want.” I’m giggling as I plop inside of him again and start untangling the harness to fasten around me.

He huffs, his door gliding closed. I hiss with laughter. But…. He doesn’t argue. I fully expect him to….. but he doesn’t. My laughter dies into chortles and then into happy silence.

We leave the gas station. Engine just that nice rumbling purr.

“Hey. Once we get outta sight of this place, pull over.”

“Why…..” He sounds so suspicious. I grin.

“Because I got you presents.”

“Presents?”

He sounds even MORE suspicious.

“Oh yes.” I start giggling again.

He doesn’t respond, and I half expect him to have no response. To just keep going.

But…. We pull over just a few miles down the road.

“I’ve stopped. And you will tell me why.” His voice rumbles in grump around me as I unbuckle myself from the harness.

“Just open up!” I’m so excited. Grabbing my bulging pack as he complies, drivers door gliding open.

“Sideswipe!” I’m SO excited. Hearing a beep. The red Lambo flicks it’s headlights at me behind us.

“You’re bouncing, little buddy. You okay?”

“Oh yes! Just…. Open up! I got something for you!”

I wait impatiently for that drivers door to glide open, then plop my butt in the seat like I own the place.

His charming chuckle bubbles all around me.

“For me?”

“Uh huh!” I dig out the obnoxious pair of bright red fuzzy dice from my pack. And drape it over his rear view mirror.

“One more thing….” I pull the next object out. A little Hawaiian hula lady bobble head. Rip the paper from her base and plop her sticky feet on his dash, giggling madly.

“Do sumthin to wiggle her!”

I jerk as his engine screams under my butt. He’s not moving, but the jolt makes her little head shake. I screech gleefully and clap my hands. Lean forward and kiss the center of his steering wheel impulsively.

“Are you accessorizing me, little buddy?” I can feel and hear him chuckling around me. And I’m laughing too.

“I couldn’t help it. It’s just too cute!”

“You’d better have gotten Sunny something.” More chuckles, these decidedly more wicked sounding. And when I look out the open door, I only see a yellow Lamborghini. But the GRUMP is tangible in the air. I snort and giggle.

“You know I did!”

I exit the red Lambo, and the other car is silent. No purring engine. I’m blushing and I don’t know why.

“Did you think I’d forget about you?”

No response, but that drivers door remains open. I settle inside and start hissing with laughter as I start buckling myself in and the door closes. Engine roaring to life.

We begin moving on the highway. It’s like I can feel him deliberately ignoring me. And I’m just grinning. I just CAN’T be upset. He’s so obviously jealous.

I don’t bother to placate or speak. I just pull the bright yellow fuzzy dice out of my pack and drap them over his rear view mirror. Just smiling so largely.

“Well? Where’s my other thing?” He sounds so butthurt. And I’m just laughing for a few moments before I blush again and fall silent.

“Well… I didn’t get you a bobble head….”

I can FEEL the judgement around me. And I’m blushing too hard to do anything but clasp the last gift out of my pack.

“I don’t need anything from you.”

It does sting. I can admit it. And I’m very quiet while I rip open the scented cardboard tree. Just loop it around his rear view mirror with the fuzzy dice. And then just cling to my harness and wait for him to say more mean things.

But he doesn’t say anything. Just that purring engine beneath me. Long enough for me to nervously explain myself.

“Rose Thorn. It’s…. It’s my favorite scent from this brand. It’s really nice…”

“You’re favorite scent?” He sounds thoughtful. I blush even harder. Feeling so self conscious.

“Yes. I…. I like it a lot….”

“Then I like it as well.” Nothing else. Just the sound of that engine purring around me. All stark and sincere. And I start to smile again, still blushing.

I don’t say anything else. Just blush and turn my head to stare out the window.

We’re in trees now. Forest scrub. I have NO idea where we’re going. And I don’t really care. I’m happy right where I am.

“Hey….”

“Yes?” His voice has that same softness from before.

“You don’t have a radio?”

“A radio? I can. Do you want one?”

I hear the sounds of mechanical warping. Turn my head to watch his naked console morph into……

“Oh my god…” I start giggling. Just looking at the fancy digital stereo system that’s just…. There now.

“You’re wanting music, yes?” and music curls around me inside this car. Muted and low. And I’m snort giggling like a heathen.

“You don’t like it? I like it….” He sounds SO grumpy.

“Is….. is this….. Journey????” I'm just wheezing.

“Well. What do YOU want to hear?” Oh he’s mad. I ignore him. Giggling for a few more moments, and then humming to the song before I answer.

“Naw. I like Journey.” I chortle again and then start to sing quietly. And he doesn’t say anything else. Not for the whole song. Like he’s just listening to my idiot quiet singing.

I’m just smiling and singing and so happy. Who’d have ever thought I’d be singing Wheel In The Sky in a fucking ghost car robot alien???

The song ends. I become silence. The next song begins. I giggle.

“Led Zeppelin??”

“I haven’t heard you tell me what you want to hear.” So so grumpy. I’m just grinning. Pulling that crappy gas station cheese burger out to gobble it down. Finishing it with a huge swig of fresh cold Fiji water.

A honking noise makes me jerk my head as I’m wiping my face and hands with a wrinkled napkin. Sideswipe behind us. Flashing his lights and laying into his horn.

“We’ve got company.” Sunstreaker doesn’t sound worried. He sounds…. Resigned.

I notice another vehicle now. In that mirror outside the window. Another red one. A big cherry red van?

I feel the entire Lamborghini huff around me.

“It’s Ironhide. Act natural.” He sounds so annoyed. And I can’t help but laugh.

“Oh yeah. Sure. Natural. Is he…..” the slight prickles of nervousness. Ironhide. ANOTHER one of them, I can only assume.

“You’re safe.” It’s a final sound. Not necessarily reassurance. But it makes me feel like I don’t have to worry. But I’m still worrying.

“I’m sorry. I don’t want to make trouble.” I feel terrible now. That van is right next to us. Like it’s accompanying us. Or WATCHING us.

“You’re no trouble…” It’s another new tone from him. Protective.

“Okay.” It’s a little nervous croak. And curious. I feel like something big and new is about to happen. I’m just gawping at this big red van cruising next to us.

I hear Sideswipe now. It’s like Sunstreaker is letting him talk again.

“Aw don’t mind Ironhide. He’s a pussy cat.” And that confident chuckle. And it DOES make me feel just a little bit less guilty.

“You just sit tight, little buddy. You’re gonna talk to Prime. Everything is gonna be okay.”

I see the trees around us. Spot a hulk of metal nestled in the side of a mountain ahead of us. It’s enormous. And the road we’re on is care worn gravel. It feels like a SECRET.

“O… Okay….” I feel so oddly nervous. Just cling to this harness around my body.

And it’s Sunstreaker’s voice now. Firm and confident and gentle. And it makes me feel safe.

“I’ll be there the entire time. I won’t leave you.”

Safe. It feels…. Safe….

[ultraericthered]

Nostalgic Lookback: Star Wars Episode I

By far THE big cultural event of the decade's end in 1999 was the theatrical release of Star Wars Episode I: The Phantom Menace. Anyone who was there at the time knows the story and perhaps even remembers it well: everyone was freaking hyped for this movie. Expectations were that it would far eclipse the success of even 1997's Titanic and be a glorious return of a cherished film franchise to the silver screen, the continuation of a legacy, and could quite possibly be "the greatest movie of all time" (Yes, this really was said!)

On May 19, the film hit theaters. It was a huge spectacle, with crowds packing the cinemas in anticipation. The words "A Long Time Ago, In A Galaxy Far, Far Away..." appear, the STAR WARS title appears, the John Williams theme music blares loudly, and the audience goes wild! And then came the title and opening crawl - "Turmoil has engulfed the Galactic Republic. The taxation of trade routes to outlying star systems is in dispute. Hoping to resolve the matter with a blockade of deadly battleships, the greedy Trade Federation has stopped all shipping to the small planet of Naboo. While the congress of the Republic endlessly debates this alarming chain of events..." OK, hold up. "Taxation of trade routes?", "In dispute?", "The greedy Trade Federation?", "stopped all shipping?", "congress?", "endlessly debates?" This was supposed to be an easy to follow space soap opera, not a confusing political thriller! This was the pin drop moment for audiences everywhere, and it did not get any better once the actual movie started playing, we saw the costumes, the acting, the dialogue, the "plot" events, the juvenille humor, the obnoxious racist stereotypes, the lacking action, and the overall "blah" feeling of it all.

Yeah, let's not mince words: this movie sucked. And let's not try and revise history just to prop up the vision of the disturbed, deluded, egocentric George Lucas in comparison to the Star Wars fare we get nowadays: this movie sucked back then and it still sucks now. It's not the worst Star Wars thing ever made. It's not even the worst Star Wars movie or worst of the prequels (the "honor" that goes to its immediate successor, Episode II: Attack Of The Clones). But not only was it not what fans and moviegoers were looking for in a Star Wars movie, it was just a completely incompetent mess all around. It's too kiddified in most places to engage older viewers, yet includes too much vague political nonsense that goes over kids heads and does not entertain them. As a kid, I had a good enough time watching it and not noticing its worst faults, but even then I could just feel that it didn't even begin to hold a candle to the films of the original trilogy. And the older I got, the worse it held up upon subsequent viewings. This film did not coin the term "Definitive Bad Movie" for nothing.

Oh, and it had way too much Jar Jar Binks in it. Fuck Jar Jar Binks, I cannot take him in anything but small doses. That said, Ahmed Best deserves all the love and respect in the world, and I love how he reprised the role even afterwards to the point of running with the badness and making something out of it in Robot Chicken and LEGO Star Wars stuff. Also, Jake Lloyd absolutely did not deserve any bit of the mistreatment that "fans" gave him. It was utterly unforgivable, and only veered the poor kid's life towards the Dark Side in real life.

While this film and its legacy remain contentious, there is one part of it that just about everybody agrees was actually legitimately great and worth the price of admission: the duel of the fucking fates!

Yeah, I'd gladly rewatch this film any day just to see that part again. But otherwise, its story is best experienced via a Weird Al song.

[jrwi-rambler]

William regrets many things.

Dying, being blackmailed, eating moldy Doritos, and the consequences of his actions, just to name a few.

The consequences of his actions being releasing The Ghost of Party City, leading to the mass possession of his classmates, Tide, and Dakota and Vyncent.

How did this happen?

To understand that, you would have to go back to several hours earlier. When Doug excitedly proposed the idea of throwing a party and Dakota jumping on the bandwagon.

Let the record know that William tried his hardest to stop this. He wanted no part and thought it would be risky! But do his opinions matter?

Nope.

So that’s how he found himself in the parking lot of a party city.

Oh, and he tried to sabotage. Keyword here is tried.

It didn’t work that well.

William tried getting things that normally would destroy the social reputation of anyone hosting a party.

A robotic Santa, a dragon costume, animal plates.

But he needed to find worse things, and that would be his downfall.

He needed to…

go deeper.

William ventured down the most decrepit aisle to ever exist, from Party City and beyond. The item quality seemed to decrease the farther he went down.

Brightly colored hats with rainbow stripes and pom-poms became boring gray hats, pates of all shapes and colors dulled to muted versions of all colors. God, this aisle looked where joy and happiness went to die.

This was what William was looking for.

But then he saw it. Just a few feet away. A cerulean bag. With a lighter blue banner that seemed to cheerfully proclaim PARTY SIZE in big bold white letters. It was a bag of cool ranch Doritos.

He exclaimed in his whispery voice, “This is perfect!” and went to reach for the bag.

But he froze. For some reason, he really didn’t want to pick up the bag.

He pulled it back, like one would do if they were about to touch a bug or dangerous object.

Slowly, oh so slowly William Wisp reached for this bag of cool ranch Doritos, a bead of sweat dripping down his face.

His hands made contact.

And that’s when he sealed his fate.

Things happened, The Ghost of Party City came out, Dakota fed William the moldy cool ranch Doritos, Vyncent signing a blood contract, blah blah blah.

Fast forward to the party. The party’s in full swing, and so is Vyncent and the rest of the partiers.

Williams really perceptive, and he notices a shine of color over everyone’s eyes and realizes there’s an issue.

Then he sees the ghost and it becomes a bigger issue than it already was.

“Shit, shit, shit!” William muttered. “What do you want?”

“The party to continue on! Forever!” the ghost jovially responded. He waved a hand at all of the people dancing.

This was really ba- “Dakota?! You too?”

William saw as Dakota and Vyncent started to tango. He facepalmed. “God fucking dammit.”

William didn’t know what to do. The ghost seemed to get more and more powerful and more… tangible.

This was not good.

And it got worse when all of the (possessed?) (mind controlled?) partygoers started to dance in a formation that spelled out the party city logo.

William was stuck. He looked for another person, anyone who wasn’t under control. He spotted Cameron, Doug’s little brother, wildly looking around, with a look of fear on his face.

William ran up to him. “Hey, w-whats going on?” Cameron stammered.

William replied, “Something really bad. This is bad. We need to call the cops, or somebody!” “G-good idea!” Cameron said. “Maybe they can stop this?”

But when they came, the Party City Ghost just controlled them too. They joined the dance floor, dancing to the music being played over an invisible speaker. (because they weren’t playing music before the Ghost came)

William groaned.

This wasn’t going well.

All while this was happening there had been a slight tug in Will’s mind, a small insistent voice. “Come on! Let loose! Party until the sun comes up, and then party some more!”

He was able to ignore the voice until now, as it was almost shouting at the same volume as the music pumped from everywhere in the building. “Come on William! You can’t stop this! Just give in and get loose on the dance floor!”

Will clutched his head, wincing, bending over slightly. “S-stop! I-I cant… I n-need to…” he said, desperately trying to stop these thoughts, this force that was trying to bend him to its will.

The music was loud and the lights were strobing, not helping William stay grounded. “C’mon man! S-stay focused!” Cameron said, trying to help while having one hand on Will’s shoulder.

But it isn’t enough.

William seems to go slack with Cameron having a hand on his shoulder, bending down to be at Will’s level.

A shadow seems to go over William’s face, and he’s quiet for too long, to the point where Cameron asks him “Are you okay William?”

No response, until Willam jerks his head up, and the movement startles Cameron.

He notices the RGB swirl of color in Will’s eyes, a tell-tale sign that he is gone, lost to the beat and lights.

“Yeah man! I’m perfectly fine!” William said jubilantly. He looked… too happy. And was that… No. It couldn’t be. “In fact, I’m ready to get to the dance floor!” William stood back up and put his hands on his hips.

Cameron was horrified.

William had cat eye eyeliner on. And glittery eyeshadow. He also had more piercings than before, with a side nose and lip ring and multiple hoops in his ears. He was wearing a black choker with a silver ring, a leather jacket with multiple silver chains, and baggy black cargo pants with three pockets on each side.

His voice even seemed to be less whispery, and that scared Cameron the most. He ran, out of the party and away.

“Come on man! Where are you going?” William said, but Cameron was gone.

Huh. Well, William could barely remember the events leading up to this, so he shrugged and walked to the dance floor.

He started grooving with Dakota, Tide, Vyncent, and all of the people from school and lost everything to the beat of the songs.

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The Party City Ghost was pleased and pleasantly surprised to find that it was really easy to hijack this party. All it took was that foolish boy, Vyncent, to sign his contract and bam! He controlled Vyncent and then spreaded like a disease to other people.

This wasn’t the end, of course.

No no no, there was more people to join the party! The Party city ghost floated up to the roof and looked at the rising sun.

He would set his smartest minions out, only a few at a time, to multiple different places to draw people in.

He would make sure that people would follow, what kind of host wouldn’t?

He chuckled. He was quite smart and the rest of the people in this building were fools.

The party city ghost smiled menacingly and went back down to the party room to look at the new helpless slaves, especially William, the one who managed to resist him until the very end.

After all, the ghost reasoned, the party simply doesn’t stop.

(Here’s my mini fic! I hope you enjoy!!)

[beebisbeeble]

hi it me beebisss :333

sorry if I talk A lot or say a bunch of unnesecary info I don't mean to and I don't know why I do it

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all pronouns!!!!!!!!!!!!! I like it when people swap them every time they refer to me :)

Recipromantic and sex repulsed ace!!!! :D

i honestly will go by any label that isn't a specific microlabel that doesn't apply to me :3

artist in training

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[princen my innocent son/gn] — Princen posts.

[hero shit] — Hero posts.

[the lurker of the watorrrr] — Deepsea posts.

Interests

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So much.

Ace attorney, DSAF, FNAF, slendlr/slendblr, mushrooms, weather, nature, bugs, music, art, rain, robots, machines, paper mario, omori, blah blah blah I forgot the rest