#dreams is a BAD animation software

[theblaseharbinger]

"My dear, if I wanted to hurt anyone here, I would have done so already."

[dammjamboy]

BETTER CALL SAUL!

[cloud-the-forgotten]

Gotta find a good animation software that allows me to actually have audio so I can tell if I'm animating something correctly

[insertdisc5]

🎮 HEY I WANNA MAKE A GAME! 🎮

Yeah I getcha. I was once like you. Pure and naive. Great news. I AM STILL PURE AND NAIVE, GAME DEV IS FUN! But where to start?

To start, here are a couple of entry level softwares you can use! source: I just made a game called In Stars and Time and people are asking me how to start making vidy gaems. Now, without further ado:

SOFTWARES AND ENGINES FOR PEOPLE WHO DON'T KNOW HOW TO CODE!!!

Ren'py (and also a link to it if you click here do it): THE visual novel software. Comic artists, look no further ✨Pros: It's free! It's simple! It has great documentation! It has a bunch of plugins and UI stuff and assets for you to buy! It can be used even if you have LITERALLY no programming experience! (You'll just need to read the doc a bunch) You can also port your game to a BUNCH of consoles! ✨Cons: None really <3 Some games to look at: Doki Doki Literature Club, Bad End Theater, Butterfly Soup

Twine: Great for text-based games! GREAT FOR WRITERS WHO DONT WANNA DRAW!!!!!!!!! (but you can draw if you want) ✨Pros: It's free! It's simple! It's versatile! It has great documentation! It can be used even if you have LITERALLY no programming experience! (You'll just need to read the doc a bunch) ✨Cons: You can add pictures, but it's a pain. Some games to look at: The Uncle Who Works For Nintendo, Queers In love At The End of The World, Escape Velocity

Bitsy: Little topdown games! ✨Pros: It's free! It's simple! It's (somewhat) intuitive! It has great documentation! It can be used even if you have LITERALLY no programming experience! You can make everything in it, from text to sprites to code! Those games sure are small! ✨Cons: Those games sure are small. This is to make THE simplest game. Barely any animation for your sprites, can barely fit a line of text in there. But honestly, the restrictions are refreshing! Some games to look at: honestly I haven't played that many bitsy games because i am a fake gamer. The picture above is from Under A Star Called Sun though and that looks so pretty

RPGMaker: To make RPGs! LIKE ME!!!!! NOTE: I recommend getting the latest version if you can, but all have their pros and cons. You can get a better idea by looking at this post. ✨Pros: Literally everything you need to make an RPG. Has a tutorial inside the software itself that will teach you the basics. Pretty simple to understand, even if you have no coding experience! Also I made a post helping you out with RPGMaker right here! ✨Cons: Some stuff can be hard to figure out. Also, the latest version is expensive. Get it on sale! Some games to look at: Yume Nikki, Hylics, In Stars and Time (hehe. I made it)

engine.lol: collage worlds! it is relatively new so I don't know much about it, but it seems fascinating. picture is from Garden! NOTE: There's a bunch of smaller engines to find out there. Just yesterday I found out there's an Idle Game Maker made by the Cookie Clicker creator. Isn't life wonderful?

✨more advice under the cut. this is Long ok✨

ENGINES I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT AND THEY SEEM HARD BUT ALSO GIVE IT A TRY I GUESS!!!! :

Unity and Unreal: I don't know anything about those! That looks hard to learn! But indie devs use them! It seems expensive! Follow your dreams though! Don't ask me how!

GameMaker: Wuh I just don't know anything about it either! I just know it's now free if your game is non-commercial (aka, you're not selling it), and Undertale was made on it! It seems good! You probably need some coding experience though!!!

Godot: Man I know even less about this one. Heard good things though!

BUNCHA RANDOM ADVICE!!!!

-Make something small first! Try making simple: a character is in a room, and exits the room. The character can look around, decide to take an item with them, can leave, and maybe the door is locked and you have to find the key. Figuring out how to code something like that, whether it is as a fully text-based game or as an RPGMaker map, should be a good start to figure out how your software of choice works!

-After that, if you have an idea, try first to make the simplest version of that idea. For my timeloop RPG, my simplest version was two rooms: first room you can walk in, second room with the King, where a cutscene automatically plays and the battle starts, you immediately die, and loop back to the first room, with the text from this point on reflecting this change. I think I also added a loop counter. This helped me figure out the most important thing: Can This Game Be Made? After that, the rest is just fun stuff. So if you want to make a dating sim, try and figure out how to add choices, and how to have affection points go up and down depending on your choices! If you want to make a platformer, figure out how to make your character move and jump and how to create a simple level! If you just want to make a kinetic visual novel with no choices, figure out how to add text, and how to add portraits! You'll be surprised at how powerful you'll feel after having figured even those simple things out.

-If you have a programming problem or just get confused, never underestimate the power of asking Google! You most likely won't be the only person asking this question, and you will learn some useful tips! If you are powerful enough, you can even… Ask people??? On forums??? Not me though.

-Yeah I know you probably want to make Your Big Idea RIGHT NOW but please. Make a smaller prototype first. You need to get that experience. Trust me.

-If you are not a womanthing of many skills like me, you might realize you need help. Maybe you need an artist, or a programmer. So! Game jams on itch.io are a great way to get to work and meet other game devs that have different strengths! Or ask around! Maybe your artist friend secretly always wanted to draw for a game. Ask! Collaborate! Have fun!!!

I hope that was useful! If it was. Maybe. You'd like to buy me a coffee. Or maybe you could check out my comics and games. Or just my new critically acclaimed game In Stars and Time. If you want. Ok bye

[britishassistant]

The Villainous Paranoiac Sues for Character Defamation (2)

“Nii-san?!”

The lump in Idia Shroud’s bed lets out a pitiful groan.

“Nii-san, are you alright?! Are you hungry?! Sick?!” Ortho demands. “Hold on, I’ll do a scan to see what’s wrong!”

A pale, long fingered hand emerges from beneath the covers. It points languidly.

“…sekai…”

“Eh?” The android crowds closer to the bed. “What is it Nii-san? Your computer? Did something bad happen in one of your games? To Precipice Morai? Did an anime get cancelled?”

“…Isekai…”

“Isekai?” The android asks, confused. “Nii-san, what—?”

“I CAN’T ACCEPT THAT A REAL LIFE ISEKAI WOULD COME FROM SUCH A LAME LIGHT NOVEL!!”

It’s with this impassioned cry that Idia Shroud throws off his duvet, hair flaring wildly.

“After all, there are so many worlds that would be so much more likely to be real?! A tech punk world like LoPri just violates several laws of physics, not to mention thaumaturgy?? Plus the characters are so bland and uninspiring, how is it meant to enrich the blackened hearts of this Wonderland if they’re real?! At least if they were from Hyrule or Laputa or Exandria, they could teach us valuable life lessons that would lead to world improvement!”

His fist hits the mattress. “But no! And on top of that, this happens at the same time as they’re leaking that a LoPri movie is in the works?! That’s so cheap!! It’s like an awful marketing tactic that takes your cherished childhood hopes and dreams and crushes them for a few wads of madol!! I can’t believe—”

“Nii-san, wait!” Ortho begs. “What do you mean, there’s been a real life isekai? The sensors you installed should have noticed a large amount of energy coming from something like a world-crossing event.”

Idia jabs an accusatory finger at his computer screen, where the illustration and photo are posed side by side. “Apparently, not if they hijack Night Raven’s carriages to get here!”

Ortho’s optic sensors dilate and contract as his facial recognition software runs.

“…It’s a match.” He says. “Barring the 4% deviations from differing mediums, this person looks almost exactly like the illustrations from Lost Princess. And the Dark Mirror reported they’re entirely magicless…”

Idia jumps when the facsimile of his younger brother appears in his space. “Nii-san, what should we do?! If she really is from this other world, she’s a criminal, isn’t she? Should STYX take her into preventative custody??”

“Eh—Calm down, Ortho.” The elder Shroud says sternly, as if he hadn’t been in near hysterics only a moment ago. “It’s illegal to lock people up if they haven’t done anything wrong yet.”

“But Nii-san—!”

“Besides, as a bad guy she’s like, seriously wimpy.” It takes a moment or two of flailing in the bedclothes before Idia’s phone is retrieved. “See? According to the wiki, even the worst stuff she does is thanks to abusing her rich family’s power and money. Without that, she’s as pathetic as some hero who’s had all his strength sucked out. Even more harmless than a level one slime.”

Ortho’s synthetic brow furrows. “I guess…”

“Heh. Some of those LoPri simps online might even say that this is divine retribution. Getting banished to a world where she’s worth less than nothing.” Idia slumps, flicking through his apps idly. “Ah, the fates are cruel. Why’d I have to be inflicted with this?”

“I will monitor the villainess, Nii-san.” Ortho announces. “If she attempts to partake in any criminal behavior, it will be reported to the authorities, so Nii-san’s daily school life may continue unimpeded.”

“Eh? Well, uh.” Idia’s attention fights with the gacha he’s just opened, but ultimately surrenders to the colorful world within. “Only if it’s a low priority thing, okay?”

“Roger!”

***

Vil is distracted.

Not enough for his makeup to be anything less than perfect. Certainly not enough to make his class work, modeling, or acting suffer.

But enough that the poison apple he’s trying to polish has nearly given him the slip twice already.

That is unacceptable. If he cannot maintain a firm standard of discipline, how is this Epel meant to absorb any of his lessons?

Vil cannot allow this to continue.

He saw the villainess the magicless interloper yesterday morning, on his way to History class. Wearing some truly shapeless castoffs that can only have come from the dumping ground that passes for a Lost and Found, raking leaves away from the statue of the Beautiful Queen.

Vil had mostly convinced himself that it was purely his imagination. An unfortunate side effect of working on so many projects at once.

Surely what he had heard was merely a word that sounded like the fantasy names his script contains. The author had to take inspiration from somewhere, after all. And word association tricked him into believing that some potato who bore a little resemblance to his mental image of the villainess was, in fact, the person in question.

An honest, if slightly embarrassing mistake.

And then Rook reported over breakfast that the magicless janitor had somehow wormed their way into becoming a student, and a Prefect. Of the most prestigious magic school in the country. Despite the aforementioned complete lack of.

And all those foolish doubts Vil had spent so long laying to rest reared their ugly heads again.

A long, perfectly manicured finger taps the cafeteria table.

The potato is sitting with Clover and Diamond from Heartslaybul, alongside two first years and that little monster. From his position, Vil can see the back of their head if he inclines his own just slightly.

“Epel.” The boy in question jumps at the sound of his name. “Tuck your elbows in, your dorm mates shouldn’t need to defend themselves every time you lift food to your mouth.”

“My ba—ah, I mean! I, I apologize.”

Immediately, his arms go from imitating a chicken’s spread wings to an eastern dragon’s bent forelegs.

Behind Epel and slightly to the left, Rosehearts blocks Vil’s view of the magicless prefect. With the way his shoulders are tensing, his voice raising, he’ll likely be there a while as he metes out his slovenly attempts at discipline on his juniors.

Vil suppresses a grimace as he sighs. He’s going to get frown lines at this rate…

He needs to put this from his mind. If the sheer force of his not inconsiderable will is somehow lacking, then he needs to try something else. Obtain some definitive proof one way or the other so this irritating matter can be settled once and for all.

Proof…

A collection of ideas begin swirling in Vil’s head. Nothing concrete, just associations and possibilities of possibilities. Not enough for a proper plan of action.

Not yet, anyway.

***

Idia’s back cracks as he stretches.

“GG Muscle Red-shi,” He mutters as he types. “You carried hard for that secret boss encounter.”

Only a few moments after he hits send, Muscle Red’s response pops up.

Muscle Red: You give me too much credit, my friend. It was your strategic thinking that won us the day.

Muscle Red: This old man will need to log off shortly, but I wish you a pleasant evening and good hunting.

Gloomurai: NP Muscle Red-shi! GN

He tries to ignore the disappointment in his chest as Muscle Red’s avatar disappears. It’ll be hard to top the fun he had in that raid, so he may as well just log off this game. Maybe catch up on some of the anime he’s been letting build up so he can binge it all at once…

Ah, but there was that one that Ortho said he might be interested in, but that Idia had been too busy to start watching yet! The one about an otaku security robot that was exasperated with the scientists it had to look after…

“Hey, Ortho, we can start I’m a Murderbot But I’m Keeping A Diary…” Idia turns to where his brother is meant to be charging in the power station in the corner.

It’s empty.

“Ortho?”

There’s no one in the room except Idia right now.

He tries to tell himself that it’s fine, that Ortho’s fine, he’s probably just…just gone on a snack run? Yeah, he must’ve realized Idia was getting low on food and decided to help! What a good, kind brother Idia has! There’s no way he’s in any kind of trouble that he needs Idia to save him from, right?

Right??

Idia’s able to stave off the anxiety for a record-breaking four point two seconds before he turns to his computer, bringing up the “Find My Brother” program and sending his tablet whizzing out the door to the coordinates it brings up.

Why is he in the library at this time of night? Idia gnaws on his fingernails as the tablet gets closer, and prepares to use the mic once he can see Ortho’s back.

“…you’re planning to cause trouble, I will report you to the Headmaster and the relevant authorities.”

Idia straightens at his brother’s serious tone coming through the speakers.

It’s the work of a moment to gain access to the feeds of the library’s security cameras. Although there’s only three of them, and they’re really shoddily placed for actual monitoring purposes…

“Oh that’s rich.” The villainess scoffs, low voice made tinny over his speakers. “I’m not the one causing trouble here. Besides, it’s a public library. All students are free to look up reference materials on whatever they’d like.”

“Materials on restricted subjects are monitored.” Ortho declares. “Failure to return them to the library is logged against a student’s profile. You have not returned [SEVEN] books by their assigned due date.”

“So, Overblot is considered a restricted subject then.” Uh, hard pass on the villainess’ tone in that reply, it’s just as sus as some sixth ranger smiling to themselves while everyone else’s back is turned. “Why exactly is that? Is it the same reason there’s no primary sources on it in any of the history books or scholarly articles?”

“That is classified information.” His baby brother says coolly. “You do not have even the lowest level clearance, so it does not concern you.”

The villainess’ voice drops dangerously. “Doesn’t concern me?”

Idia begins prepping to set off the fire alarms in the headmaster’s suite. If the villainess makes any move against his brother, he’ll not only make sure the ultimate authority figure is there to catch her, he’ll publish her past and every embarrassing search she’s made since coming to Twisted Wonderland online for everyone to see. Maybe even post her address online so those LoPro simps can avenge their faves in person?

“Things that jeopardize my safety don’t concern me? Things that endanger my wellbeing don’t concern me? Threats to my life don’t concern me?!”

It’d be easier to watch if the villainess hit the wall, flipped a table, threw some books on the floor, something. Instead Idia’s on the edge of his seat, eyes fixed on his monitor like he’ll get jumpscared if he looks away.

He flinches when the villainess does, movement made jerky by the old cameras. Seriously, this is why he can’t stand live action analog horror!

But it is kinda weird how the figure opposite his brother is hunching over the table like that. Almost as if standing is difficult?

“..f you think,” Ortho’s mics can barely pick up the sound. “That I’m just going to wait in the wings until another one finally kills me—that I’m going to die quietly—then you’re sorely mistaken. I don’t care who you are. I’m not going to let anyone or anything stop me. I refuse to end up in some forgotten grave in this twisted world!”

Kind of a mid monologue tbh. He was low-key expected something…more villainous? But considering how trash LoPri is it makes sense.

It’s the kind of cringe that almost makes you feel bad for the one you’re meant to be rooting against.

“You’re injured.” Ortho says, uncertain. “Partially healed rib fractures and a torn posterior tibiotalar ligament. How—?”

“Sorry, but I’m afraid that doesn’t concern you…?”

“Ortho Shroud.” His kindhearted brother supplies.

“Shroud-san.” The first year bows stiffly. “I’d like to say it’s been nice to make your acquaintance, but it really hasn’t.”

The villainess attempts to stride away from Ortho—well limps is more like it, holding herself stiffly and putting much more weight on her left ankle than her right, when did that happen? Surely it would’ve been flagged somewhere in the school records if something serious enough to cause those injuries had happened. It’d be noted in her student file, if nothing else.

Idia frowns. Then he accesses the school’s mainframe.

Wow this is. Really half-assed. You’d think the headmaster would put a bit more effort into filling out this kind of thing!

It’s a weird parody of the file Idia created for himself and Ortho in his second year at Night Raven, which the headmaster was too inept to create himself. In Idia’s, Ortho is nominally listed as a student, even if he doesn’t get graded or even enrolled in any classes like a regular student.

In the villainess’, half of that careful formatting has been thrown out the window in the name of grading a “two in one” student. Some of the information is missing or contradictory, and the rest seems to focus on the magical familiar rather than the human prefect.

There is a section way down the bottom of the file where there’s some notes from Nurse Kamac recording visits to the infirmary. But for some reason, the broken ribs have the amendment from the headmaster of “incurred before enrollment” and so don’t list how it happened, and the only notes for the ankle injury are that it occurred a few days later during a “Heartslaybul dorm head challenge”.

Idia pushes his fingers against his eyes as he groans, stretching his aching back and trying to crack it again.

This has nothing to do with him and Ortho. That much the vi—Prefect had gotten right. It may be weird that sh-they’re checking out all the books on Overblot the library has to offer, and are this badly injured only within a few days of starting the new semester, but it could be nothing! Certainly it’s not enough to be worth reporting to their parents.

“Ah, Nii-san? Were you looking for me?” Ortho sounds apologetic over his speakers. “Don’t worry, I’ll come back to the dorm right away!”

“Mm. I was thinking we could start binging that series together…”

“It’s not good for you to stay up late watching anime, Nii-san!” His younger brother scolds. “…But, I guess a few episodes of I’m a Murderbot But I’m Keeping A Diary can’t hurt!”

He grins. “I’ll get it queued up for when you get back. TTYL.”

Yeah, this is definitely worth more of his time than worrying about some weird magicless Prefect. Even if part of him itches at the memory of h-them saying “another one finally kills me”…

Definitely not his problem. Definitely not gonna think about it.

Definitely

***

It would seem that the Headmaster has decided to make the magicless Prefect into a gopher-slash-amateur investigator rather than looking into the mysterious injuries of each dorm’s Magift players himself.

Vil’s heard from Rook and from some of his other dorm members that the first year and their little monster have been interviewing everyone involved in an accident.

Of course, it’s only a matter of time until they begin questioning those who have not been affected, to rule out some causes if nothing else.

So, when Rook spots them, along with a redheaded potato, a blue potato, and Diamond, he motions his vice dorm head to bring them over.

“You must have had some reason for spying on us.” He says to the motley group. “Out with it and maybe I’ll let you off with a warning.”

“Busted~” Diamond says cheerily. “Well, can you guys keep a secret?”

“Mais, bien sûr Monsieur Magicam!” Rook proclaims. “Consider our lips sealed!”

“We think that the injured Magift players are being deliberately targeted.” The blue haired second potato says. “We’re investigating potential suspects who could be behind the a—”

“Dude!” The redheaded first potato hisses. “You can’t just TELL ‘em!”

“Yeah!” The monster yowls. “They’re suspects!! If we tell ‘em that, they’ll know we think they’re suspicious!!”

“You just told them anyway…” The magicless first year mutters.

“Hm.” It doesn’t surprise him as much as it should to hear that this year’s games are being deliberately sabotaged. And given a certain someone’s uncharacteristic enthusiasm at the dorm head meeting recently, he’s fairly sure he knows who’s behind it.

“While it is rather rude of you to cast aspersions on myself and my vice dorm head like this, I believe we could provide some assistance with this matter.”

The monster perks up. “Great! Then—”

“However.” Vil crosses his arms. “I’m a busy man. I can’t offer my assistance without being assured that it’ll be worth my time. I need something in return first.”

“Man, shoulda figured.” Potato #1 sighs. Potato #2 shakes his head. “Nothing’s ever easy, is it?”

Diamond hushes both of his underclassmen. “So? Whaddya need, Vil-san?”

Vil carefully does not smile. Not yet. “You. I need you to help me with something.”

The magicless prefect blinks at the end of his pointer finger. “Huh? Wh—if you don’t mind my asking, why me?”

“Your presence compared to the others’ makes you most suited for the task.” He turns to his bag and flicks through the contents until he finds what he’s looking for. “It’s hardly a trial. I just need someone like you to fill in for a certain role.”

Vil holds out a copy of the script.

The magicless prefect reaches out warily, as if Vil’s handing them a serpent rather than a few pieces of paper.

“This is the script for a movie I’ll be starring in.” He says. “I’d like you to help me practice my cues. You’ll be reading the lines that aren’t highlighted.”

And, seeing Diamond’s hand creep towards his phone, he adds. “Given that this is confidential until the film’s release, the production company has been assured that I refuse to be party to any leaks, and will prosecute those who create them to the fullest extent of the law.”

Diamond’s hand suddenly changes direction to scratch his cheek instead.

The Prefect takes the script, eyes scanning over it.

“Eh—how come the names are blacked out?” Potato #1 asks.

“To prevent leaks, of course.” Vil lies smoothly. “Now, do you want my help, or don’t you?”

The villainess’s teeth snag on her lower lip. Vil keeps his own from curling at the sight of the dry and torn skin there.

“Alright.” The villainess says. “How does this work?”

Vil straightens. It wouldn’t do to show his triumph at this juncture.

“If you start halfway down the page, I will respond. Make me aware if I deviate from what’s on the page in any fashion.”

The villainess nods, clearing her throat. “He-hem. You wished to see me, brother?”

Vil slips into the character as easily as buttoning a shirt. “My wishes are immaterial. But we need to talk.”

“What could be so important to waylay the young heir?” The villainess’ lip curls as she reads. “I hardly merit the attention, usually.”

“You know what I’m talking about.” He snaps, dignity and guardianship offended. “Your behavior is completely inexcusable.”

The villainess balks, her tone hardening from mockery. “My behavior? I do believe I need clarification, brother. I have done nothing to dishonor our family—”

“If that’s what you think, then you’re even blinder than I imagined.” His fury is ice, solidified through years of abnegation and honor. “Your conduct towards our sister has been abominable. Either you correct it, or I shall correct you.”

“C-correct?!” The villainess stutters, unsightly for a scene partner. Vil will need to recommend someone else for the final production. “I have done nothing to—”

“For once we agree.” Righteousness straightens his spine, quickens his stride. “You have done nothing to make her feel welcome or as if she belongs. Ignoring her at school? Making snide remarks to tear down her confidence? Who do you think you are, to commit these acts with such audacity? It seems you’ve forgotten who has the natural right to live in this household, and who is here merely due to Father’s generosity and goodwill.”

“I—”

“I don’t want to hear your excuses.” He scolds the unsightly cuckoo before him. “I am telling you what will happen. You will be civil towards our sister. You will be polite to her. And you will still your sharp tongue every time it decides it wants to say something unkind. If that means you never speak again outside the necessities, then so be it.”

“Wait, please wait, please, stop—”

And now going off script? Will blunders never cease? Vil continues the monologue as best he can in the face of such unprofessionalism.

“And if you disregard my words—if you fail my instructions in any way? Well.”

He tilts his head, channeling Gracey Enji in every pore of his being. “What will happen to you will make the punishment you received for ruining Asahiko’s high school debut feel like the gentlest kindness by comparison.”

And the villainess—

The Prefect flinches, curling in on themself as if in anticipation of a blow.

Their eyes are staring down, unseeing, as their mouth babbles, clearly not even trying to stay on script any more.

“No, no, I’m sorry, I won’t, I, I didn’t—!”

But somehow still reciting exactly what’s written on the page despite that.

There are two ways to read these lines, Vil is suddenly realizing.

One is as a hero decisively warning a scheming villainess that his patience with her wiles has run dry and that there will be consequences for her actions.

And the other…

“The hell do you think you’re doing?!”

Potato #1 has moved into Vil’s space, shoulders tensed like the first year was about to lay hands on him if not for Rook’s intercession. His vice-warden’s grip strength clearly has taken the potato by surprise, uniform wrinkling as he attempts to yank himself free.

Potato #2 is hovering around the Prefect, the monster whining and tearing holes in their too-long trousers. “Prefect, are you okay? Do, do you need something, a, ah, some water maybe? Hey, hey, Prefect, Yuu, look at me, please?”

“Ooh-kaaay!” Diamond pops up between Vil and his underclassmen, perfectly fake smile not quite as magicam-ready as it usually is. “Not that this hasn’t been su~uper interesting, you’re a master of your craft Vil-san, really, but y’know we’ve gotta lot of work to do with this investigation thing, hate to see the dorm head if he thought we were playing around, you know how it is, right~? C’mon guys, we’d better get moving, this is an important date and we can’t be late!”

Potato #2 nods at Diamond, an arm tight around the Prefect’s trembling shoulders as he pulls them away, still murmuring low platitudes. Potato #1 is still glaring daggers at Vil even as he shrugs out of Rook’s grip. He picks up the copy of the script on the ground—when had it fallen?— and shoves it at his vice dorm head.

“Next time someone tells you they wanna stop,” He spits. “Maybe listen instead of just doin’ what you please. Freaking tyrant.”

The insult stings, but Vil controls himself as Potato #1 scoops up the whining monster and strides after the rest of the motley little group.

He can still hear the panicky, shuddering hitches in the Prefect’s breathing, after all.

“Roi du Poison?” He blinks back into himself to see Rook peering at him in concern. “Vil? Are you all right?”

“F-fine, I’m fine.” He turns sharply on his heel. “Come, Rook. It’d be best to return to the dorm for now. Epel may be attempting to shirk his etiquette lessons again.”

“…Oui, Roi du Poison.”

He doesn’t say another word the entire walk back to the Mirror Chamber, which Vil finds deeply irritating as it means his thoughts keep circling back to the other interpretation that dawned on him for this role.

But it’s ridiculous, he assures himself as they emerge outside of Pomefiore. Just a combination of his previous experience and some, some personal issues the Prefect clearly has that have mixed poorly in his mind. Gracey Enji is the male lead. Vil’s chance to play the hero, for once in his career. There’s no way that Bella DeNiâmerée intended for the character to come across in any other fashion than the style in which Vil has been playing him. No chance in the slightest.

Certainly not as a high school senior threatening a child five years his junior in a way that they cannot defend themselves from.

[mamirhodessxox]

Carlos: Remember, when burying a body, make sure to cover it with endangered plants so it’s illegal to dig up!

Carlos: Make sure to follow me for more gardening tips!

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Y/N: Bottling up negative emotions is bad for your health, so you shouldn't do it.

Leon : I know, that's why I bottle up all my emotions, both positive and negative, so it cancels out.

Y/N: Th-that's not how that works-

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Leon: I love you.

Y/N, not paying attention: What was that?

Leon: I said I’m selling you to the zOo-

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Carlos: Standing next to sunflowers always makes me feel weak like ‘look at this fucking flower. This flower is taller than I am. This flower is winning and I’m losing.’

Jill: Wow, you are not ready to hear about trees.

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Leon: Are you an F5 key? Because that ass is refreshing.

Y/N: Are you a software update? because not right now.

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Y/n: Oh, fiddlesticks! That really ruffles my feathers!

Leon: Please, just say fuck.

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Chris: Where are your parents?

Leon: What are parents?

Chris: That’s just about the saddest thing I ever heard get said.

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Y/n: We need to open this locked door. Leon, give me your credit card.

Leon: Here.

Y/n, pocketing it: Thanks. Carlos, break down the door.

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Y/N: Listen, in the wild wild west there is always a woman in the saloon and nobody messes with her even though they all have guns.

Leon: That's because she's a prostitute.

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Leon: What’s sexting?

Y/N: I'm not having this conversation with you.

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Y/N: Know why I called you in here?

Leon: Because I accidentally sent you a dick pic.

Y/N: *Stops pouring two glasses of wine.* Accidentally?

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Leon: We should get you to a doctor for a check up immediately. What if it happens again, and there isn’t anyone around to help you? What if it’s congenital? Oh my God! Was it me? Did I hurt you?

Y/N: …You realize any other person that made their partner pass out on bed would simply feel really proud of themselves, right?

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Leon: I’m proud to identify as morosexual. I’m attracted to dumbasses and dumbasses exclusively. Someone asked me what the Spanish word for "tortilla" was once, and now I dream of kissing them under the moonlight.

Y/N: What kind of animal is the Pink Panther?

Leon, already taking off their clothes: God, Y/N, you’re so fucking stupid.

[the-most-humble-blog]

🧠🪞 You Can’t Even Remember If Diddy Touched You

— A Neuroexistential Mindf==k!

✨ The world is under no obligation to make sense to your primate brain. That’s your first mistake — believing your frontal lobe is entitled to narrative structure. 🧠🐒 You thought you were the protagonist. Plot twist: You’re the glitch. The side effect. The byproduct of trauma, bacteria, and bad lighting.

Reality isn’t a bedtime story — it’s a haunted software update nobody coded, still somehow running without crashing.

🛌 “We Don’t Even Know if Dreams Are the Real Reality… and This Is the Bootleg Copy.”

Dreams feel too tailored, don’t they? Too symbolic. Too poetic. Like someone spent time choreographing the horror, the desire, the unresolved closure... like God hired David Lynch to write your sleep schedule.

Meanwhile, waking life is:

Standing in line at Walgreens

Getting emails from dead accounts

Arguing online with an anime profile pic

Which one feels more real?

Which one knows your secrets? The waking world doesn’t confront you. Dreams do.

Dreams make you confess.

🧬 “We Don’t Even Know If the Universe Was Created the Second You Opened Your Eyes…”

Your memories? 🎥 Pre-installed cutscenes. Like a used Xbox with someone else’s save file.

The government? The wars? Your third grade trauma? They may have booted in with the firmware this morning just to keep your fragile little self from short-circuiting.

The coffee in your hand? Could’ve been coded in retroactively. That embarrassing moment in 2011? Maybe the universe needed you to feel guilt.

You were not born. You were deployed.

A field-tested consciousness with just enough emotional baggage to stay compliant and never ask:

“What if I’ve been dreaming of dreaming this whole time?”

☠️ “We Don’t Even Know If We Truly Die… Or If You’re Quantumly Immortal.”

Ever had a near-death experience and then nothing felt real again?

That wasn’t trauma. That was the branch point. Where you died in one timeline… … but your awareness slipped into the closest surviving copy.

Multiverse theory? Cute name for eternal entrapment.

You don’t die. You respawn.

Like a goddamn bug in a cosmic arcade.

🧫 “We Don’t Even Know If ‘I Am’ Even Makes Sense…”

You say “I am” like it’s a divine proclamation. But let’s break this down:

👃 Your nose is full of fungus 🦠 Your gut is a democracy of germs 🩸 Your blood is carrying ancient viral code like a plague postman 🧬 Your genes? Mostly stolen. From bacteria. From viruses. From whatever survived long enough to leave a stain.

So who is this “I”?

You’re not a self. You’re a hostile merger.

A coalition of spores with Wi-Fi access and a superiority complex.

You’re the afterbirth of entropy trying to cosplay as an individual.

🧠 “So Tell Me, Smarty Pants…”

You with your gender studies degree and your bite-sized TikTok enlightenment. You who thinks astrology is science and science is oppressive. You who demands the universe explain itself like it's your ex-boyfriend.

💡 Tell me how smart you are.

What’s the square root of deja vu?

Where were you before your first memory?

What’s the name of the bacteria currently holding your serotonin hostage?

You don’t even know if Diddy touched you or not.

That’s your level of epistemic integrity. That’s your grasp on reality.

🌀 Ego Collapse Protocol (Teal-Word Activation Begins)

🩸 You remember who you are — but only because you were told. 🩻 You feel real — but only when you’re seen. 🧃 You crave meaning — but only when emptiness starts tasting like home.

That’s not identity. That’s sensory addiction. That’s narrative Stockholm syndrome.

🧼 Mirror Neuron Entrapment (You’re Experiencing It Now)

As you read this:

Your jaw clenched when it said “afterbirth of entropy”

Your stomach turned when it mentioned fungus

Your breath hitched when you wondered if you’ve died before

That’s not random.

That’s your mirror neurons firing against your will. That’s subconscious compliance.

You’re already reacting — even if you pretend you’re not. Because your body listens to truth faster than your ego does.

And this is truth, honey.

Ugly. Sticky. Divine.

🕷️ “I Think, Therefore I Am” — But What If the Thought Wasn’t Yours?

Ever had a sudden opinion and didn’t know where it came from? Ever remembered something too vividly, only to realize it may have been a dream? Ever stared at your hand long enough to question if it’s even yours?

That’s not psychosis. That’s baseline awareness.

Your mind isn’t producing consciousness. Your mind is a translator — barely functional, full of bugs, and constantly gaslighting you.

You don’t think. You receive. You hallucinate logic long enough to convince yourself that obedience is free will.

📡 “You Can’t Even Remember If Diddy Touched You…”

Why this line matters:

It’s not just a joke. It’s a neural short-circuit. A quantum banana peel.

It violates tone, expectation, and spiritual rhythm on purpose.

It disrupts coherence, resets the loop, and pulls the reader out of their logical trance — straight into subconscious reprocessing.

It’s the sound of the fourth wall folding in on itself and becoming a two-way mirror.

You’re not laughing because it’s absurd. You’re laughing because you’re caught.

You’ve just been fingerprinted by the post.

🔐 This Was Never About Philosophy. It Was About Surrender.

You thought you were here for existential commentary.

You were wrong.

You came here to be stripped of coherence. You came here to watch your ego writhe. You came here to be seen so deeply that your neurons stutter.

This post didn’t teach you anything.

It rearranged you.

Now sit still while it finishes.

🧃 Your Subconscious Is Leaking Now — Good.

If your jaw felt warm. If your stomach dropped. If your hands got clammy. If you laughed in shock and then looked over your shoulder...

You’re not broken.

You’re just awake — for the first time since your mother moaned you into this loop.

Welcome back, baby.

It’s worse than you thought.

⚖️ Free Speech Disclaimer: This is satire. If it shook something loose, that’s between you and God.

🔁 Reblog if this made you feel something you can’t name. 💬 Comment with the moment your perception started to slide. 📩 DM if you feel like this post reached into your mouth and pulled out a forgotten truth. 🧼 Wash your hands, sweetie. You’re still covered in code. 🔁 Share it before the algorithm forgets your backstory again.

[artsekey]

Procreate Dreams

I've been playing around in Procreate Dreams for about a week or so now, and I think I've got enough of a handle on the software to offer a fair review! If you're interested in hearing my thoughts, click the read-more below.

A little context before we get started; I have two degrees in animation, but they're both in 3D. My personal specialty is tech and articulation/rigging, but I think my background puts me in a unique position with Procreate Dreams; I know all of the theory behind animation, but I'm not going into Procreate Dreams and comparing it to a professional-grade software I generally prefer to use (like Toon Boom Harmony, for example).

So, let's get into it!

First Impressions

I hated it. I opened the software, it crashed. I couldn't figure out how to enable onion skins. I couldn't increase or decrease the exposure of my frames. I couldn't figure out how to swap to the eraser. I was confused, I was frustrated, and then I realized that I was expecting to jump in and animate without taking the time to learn the software first.

Once I stopped trying to strong-arm it and started looking up documentation, things got a little easier.

Re-Thinking My Approach

Procreate Dreams isn't comparable to any other animation software I've used before. The UI is different, there's a focus on gesture over buttons, and everything about it is meant to be minimalistic. None of this reflects poorly on the program, in my opinion. It's different. You can't go to Procreate Dreams and get mad at it for not being like the other software out there in terms of how it's used. In fact, I think one area of Dreams that should be applauded is the sheer ambition on display. It's a hybrid of traditional frame-by-frame animation and offers a slimmed down version of some of After Effects' most useful compositing & motion graphics tools. That's just plain cool.

The Good

For those of you who've used Procreate Dreams, you may find it's a little... difficult to see all the good it has to offer through the muddied waters it's launch-day bugs kicked up, but under all the grime, there's a little bit of gold.

Dreams is a one time, $20 USD purchase. That's huge in terms of affordability and accessibility in the software market right now.

The "Perform" option is great, and I think we'll see the longer that it's out, the more creative people are going to get in using it. I've already seen people create gorgeous parallax on their illustrations.

Simple compatibility with Procreate is a huge win. I'm finding my pipeline uses both software together.

The UI is a mixed bag overall, but I find the ability to move between flipnote mode and timeline mode to be great. It keeps the screen free, but I can still access the features I need while doing frame-by-frame.

The move/filters option is a great way to add a little compositing magic to your work.

The Bad

The "bad" here exclusively covers issues with the software as intended. Bugs will be covered under "The Ugly" below.

The lack of a lasso tool is a huge setback. I've seen people saying that it doesn't make sense not to have that feature at launch, especially when it's part of Procreate, but I understand why it may have been difficult to implement in conjunction with the move/perform/warp options. If you save a warp on top of an illustration, then cut and move part of the drawing, how is the warp/local translation data applied to that image? Does the pixel remember it's movement, or is it applied on top of the drawing? There's a lot to consider.

Similarly, the "reference" tool in Procreate would be an excellent tool to add color to layers beneath current layers. "Add Reference Track" would be great! That said, I think this conflicts with the move/warp tools like the above.

The timeline is a time sink. I should be able to adjust the exposure of my frames easily and consistently. As of right now, I have an 80-20 shot of selecting my layer or grabbing the handle for exposure. A small button on the edge of each frame (like a dot) would improve this considerably.

As far as I can tell, you can't mask a group onto another group.

No double-tap on the Apple Pencil 2 to swap to the eraser. This one I'm not sure about; it runs in Procreate, it seems simple to implement here... though it'd be great to see it customizable.

The Ugly

This includes bugs and other issues that are separate from the features (or lack thereof) of Procreate Dreams.

Crashes are frequent. I haven't used the software reliably during any of my sessions so far, but Dreams' autosave feature is extremely strong and very forgiving, so I have lost no work.

My pen pressure become erratic at times, necessitating a restart of the software.

Sometimes my pen will stop working, though other features in the app will continue to run.

The good news is, I think that Dreams is overall a huge win for artists and animators worldwide. Everything that's not working about Dreams will hopefully be resolved in future updates. I'd encourage anyone who wants to try animating for the first time to pick it up-- with the understanding it might take some time to get used to/master.

[dylanakamura]

“Wadiyatalkinabeet” - A Meta Analysis of The Big Lez Show

Spoilers if you haven’t seen this amazing show. It’s fairly short and all on youtube so please do yourself a favor and watch it!!!

The Big Lez Show handles the 4th wall in really interesting ways. Even as early as Season 1 characters will reference the episode or show they are in as a passing joke and nobody will bat an eye. This all ties into the fact that the entire show can be seen as a show within a show, with Clarence Claymore as the director and creator and all the characters as actors. This gives Clarence’s role in the story as this immortal tortured soul such an interesting touch. The fact that Clarence created the Choomahs, these Homer Simpson like killing machines also plays into Lez’s own self determinism. The fact that Choomahs look like Homer Simpson and always attack Lez and his friends is symbolic of the formulaic nature of adult animation and how it totally kills any depth characters have. Lez’s own hatred for Norton can be viewed as manufactured by his father and the show as a whole, and Lez needs to break through that hatred to find his own happiness. After Lez’s sacrifice in the end of the story, the Choomahs show that they’ve grown intelligence and want to end the conflict, showing our cast has been freed from the cycle of stagnation and continued senseless combat.

Before I get into the next section I want to get into the cosmology of Big Lez, so I’ll need to talk about Sassy the Sasquatch. Sassy is essentially the universe itself, he houses infinite universes with himself. The Sassy we see in the show is only an observer sent to experience the many worlds and return to the larger universal Sassy. These infinite worlds mean that the multiple sorts of meta ideas at play, seemingly messy, can all coexist in the same way a multiverse does.

In the finale to Season 3, Choomah Island, Lez smokes a joint Sassy gave him and enters a sort of world beyond earth and meets the universal Sassy. Sassy opens Lez’s eyes to the fact that he lives within the box of a digital art software. His whole life has been drawn and created by someone else, every second of it. But with this realization Lez can take his life into his own hands. With the help of Sassy he breaks down his wants in life to, at its core, a desire to be happy. Lez doesn;t know how to achieve this but Sassy simply tells him “What’s the first thing everyone does before they start their day? They wake up.” That really is the heart of why I love these instances of meta cosmological mumbo jumbo.

All of these lenses you can view The Big Lez Show through are forms of escapism. Even in Sassy the Sasquatch spinoff we see how Sassy got lost in Lez’s world choosing to stay there instead of exploring the multiverse, but through exploring a reality where all of the show was the dream of Big Jez, Sassy is able to escape a self made time loop and return to his purpose . We can find millions of billions of external excuses for our bad habits and choose to ignore the root of our problems, and even the root of our desires. “Aren’t we all chasin’ the light mate? Lookin’ everywhere to find it. Everywhere but within.” These external forces far higher than ourselves can redefine our lives and make us get lost in our own heads when deep down the answers we need are within ourselves. Ironically once we wake up, our dreams are within reach.

[jestersdlc]

Slendlr....but remade into a cartoon movie rename/inspired by....was a funky dream sadly don't remember much

Remember mashed up snippets tho

Icelandic was very rarely seen/animated, she was mostly a support role character to Pink but ONE scene she was in was a meeting they were at, thst was maybe in space??? And she was mostly off screen but there was a lil placecard that read her pronouns were Ae/Aer for some reason

and there was a scene of Disco accusing "Wildcard" of "Flirting with eyes" and he was very confused cause no he wasnt??? Only to cut to a scene of said "eyes" (its just Flirtatious) and "Wc" talking and them commenting that they "just dont know how he says those things with a straight face" to an embaresssed "Wc"

Disco was also very badly trying to film something in some kind of wild west black and white set up ("Wc" helping cause he could carry the GIANT MOVIE CAMERA on his shoulder......it was bad tho XD)

SJ was on screen for 2 seconds. (While talking about animating specifically not even a SCENE with "it")

And I was apparently the dumbass who decided to animate this thing (it was only a cut section of a movie rewritten to be them) and convinced my uncle to help voice act

And i was talking with my mom about this thing and how i couldn't make anymore of it cause i didn't have the animation software anymore to do it (I dont) and it is very expensive (.. .it is :,D)

And the bloody thing was named something along the lines of "Odyssey in Space"

It was very cool .......and made very little sense, but cool dream XD

[prolix-yuy]

Get to know your moots!

I was tagged by @songsformonkeys and this looked like a really fun one! Let's dive in friends!

What's the origin of your blog title? Well, it was after watching The Mandalorian, reading most of the fic on AO3 of The Mandalorian, venturing onto Tumblr to find more Mandalorian fic and finally getting the irresistible urge to add to the beautiful sea of Mando that the blog name came to me - Mando Made Me Do It!

OTP(s) + Shipname: I had to pull deep for a few of these because I was only very casually in fandoms before the Pedro one. The Doctor (9 and 10) x Rose was one of my favs for a long time. Sherlolly for a bit (I identified too much with Molly). If I'm not reading xReader I love DinCobb.

Favourite colour: Yellow!

Favourite game: Apples to Apples but with Cards Against Humanity rules. It's more challenging when the cards don't help you!

Song stuck in your head: I had Pink Pony Club stuck in my head for three weeks straight, followed by Noah Kahan's No Complaints.

Weirdest habit/trait? It's hard to think of one when you're so used to your own quirks! I like eating frozen mixed vegetables cold as a snack. I build pillow fortresses around me but only actually sleep on one. I bite my nails too much. My whole face turns red when I laugh too hard.

Hobbies: Cooking (and finding new recipes), cocktail making (and trying new ones!), sewing/altering clothes, writing, learning new animation/editing programs.

If you work, what's your profession? I create marketing videos for a software company.

If you could have any job you wish, what would it be? I like my current job a lot, but if I could have a dream job it would be someone who funds indie films and helps produce them.

Something you're good at: I'm a very good cook and baker. I used to do improv, so I think I'm pretty quick-minded.

Something you're bad at: Motivation to start new habits. Procrastinating.

Something you love: My family, my friends, this weird little part of the internet that lets me be weird along with it.

Something you could talk about for hours off the cuff: Films! I love talking about how they're made, the cool new tricks and behind the scenes, people's favorite movies and why, storytelling in general.

Something you hate: Being in a one-sided conversation. Getting talked over. Needles!

Something you collect: Tiny shells from the beach. Magnets from different places we've visited or our friends have visited. Silly pens I give to my mom.

Something you forget: If I don't write it down I forget things people ask me to do. I have a crappy auditory memory but once I see something written down I can remember it much better.

What's your love language? I guess acts of service?

Favourite movie/show: Oh, favorite movie, wow. I mean, that is, that's one of those questions that's impossible to answer! Because, you see, one hundred plus years of rich cinema - you can't just limit it to one! It depends upon your mood, the seasons...

(you see what I did there? ;P)

Favourite food: Fried eggs on toast with fruit

Favourite animal: Anything that lets me pet it.

What were you like as a child? I was pretty quiet, independent and enjoyed playing by myself, making up my own stories. Kind of makes sense now right?

Favourite subject at school? I always loved writing and literature classes but I also loved a good funky course. I took a nanotechnology class in undergrad that was pretty interesting. Plus film school means half the classes I took were absolutely ridiculous. I did a whole semester on Cronenberg films which was as trippy as you'd imagine.

Least favorite subject? TERRIBLE at math, especially geometry. I struggled hard in those classes.

What's your best character trait? I'm interested in the people around me, so I like to talk to them and learn more about them. I'm thoughtful and I like making people laugh.

What's your worst character trait? I can be passive-aggressive and play the victim when I feel wronged. I'm stubborn to a fault at times. I assume I'm not thought of by my friends and therefore don't always reach out, even though I want to.

If you could change any detail of your day right now what would it be? I'd like to get on a better daily schedule that makes me feel more fulfilled. There's a lot of wasted time in my day that I'd like to spend doing things I enjoy and that make me happier.

If you could travel in time who would you like to meet? God I have no idea, can I travel forward and meet some aliens or something?

Recommend one of your favourite fanfics (spread the love!): Forever in my heart and always on my mind is Echoy'la (on AO3) by @pajamasecrets. I'm laughing at tagging her on this because I don't think we've ever interacted on Tumblr (I'm not even sure she's still in the Mando fandom whoops) but I reread that fic once every few months because it gives me the perfect Mando emotion and longing and care. I think it was pretty soon after that I decided to try writing for Mando, and I have to credit that story for helping me take that first step.

No tags for this, come play if you want!

[cardbored-box]

first of all. big fan of your character designs. they're so beautiful. second of all: your most recent post has intrigued me. what's going on with those OCs... what is the storm

First of all thanks!

Second, this batch of characters was inspired by a dream I had a few weeks ago. Because they’re so recent the story I’ve got going is very rough around the edges and subject to change, but what I’ve got so far is:

Lucy works as a facility inspector for the Pilot Corporation, ensuring that all their branches, especially those in remote and hard to reach locations, are running smoothly and as intended. The story starts when she’s sent out to inspect an automated animal lab stationed in a remote small town after communications ceased following a strange weather phenomenon a few months back. When she arrives, the weather is once again abnormal, but stranger yet the town is completely deserted. Still intent on doing her job, Lucy heads to the lab, only to end up trapped inside. While searching for a way out, she discovers that Pilot Co. has a very loose definition of ‘animal’, and that they never intended for her, or the townspeople, to return.

In my mind it’s presented as an rpg maker style sci-fi horror, hopefully I’ll find both the time and motivation to learn that dang software one of these days

As for the storm, no one knows for sure what it was (including me I haven’t decided yet lol). Some think it was just a freak weather phenomenon, others say it was the result of solar flares or other cosmic interference, others still view it as a twisted form of divine retribution. Whatever it was it made a bunch of people have a very bad day (Marian in particular had a very bad couple of months)

[britishassistant]

The Villainous Paranoiac Sues For Character Defamation (1.5)

“Nii-san?!”

The lump in Idia Shroud’s bed lets out a pitiful groan.

“Nii-san, are you alright?! Are you hungry?! Sick?!” Ortho demands. “Hold on, I’ll do a scan to see what’s wrong!”

A pale, long fingered hand emerges from beneath the covers. It points languidly.

“…sekai…”

“Eh?” The android crowds closer to the bed. “What is it Nii-san? Your computer? Did something bad happen in one of your games? To Precipice Morai? Did an anime get cancelled?”

“…Isekai…”

“Isekai?” The android asks, confused. “Nii-san, what—?”

“I CAN’T ACCEPT THAT A REAL LIFE ISEKAI WOULD COME FROM SUCH A LAME LIGHT NOVEL!!”

It’s with this impassioned cry that Idia Shroud throws off his duvet, hair flaring wildly.

“After all, there are so many worlds that would be so much more likely to be real?! A tech punk world like LoPri just violates several laws of physics, not to mention thaumaturgy?? Plus the characters are so bland and uninspiring, how is it meant to enrich the blackened hearts of this Wonderland if they’re real?! At least if they were from Hyrule or Laputa or Exandria, they could teach us valuable life lessons that would lead to world improvement!”

His fist hits the mattress. “But no! And on top of that, this happens at the same time as they’re leaking that a LoPri movie is in the works?! That’s so cheap!! It’s like an awful marketing tactic that takes your cherished childhood hopes and dreams and crushes them for a few wads of madol!! I can’t believe—”

“Nii-san, wait!” Ortho begs. “What do you mean, there’s been a real life isekai? The sensors you installed should have noticed a large amount of energy coming from something like a world-crossing event.”

Idia jabs an accusatory finger at his computer screen, where the illustration and photo are posed side by side. “Apparently, not if they hijack Night Raven’s carriages to get here!”

Ortho’s optic sensors dilate and contract as his facial recognition software runs.

“…It’s a match.” He says. “Barring the 4% deviations from differing mediums, this person looks almost exactly like the illustrations from Lost Princess. And the Dark Mirror reported they’re entirely magicless…”

Idia jumps when the facsimile of his younger brother appears in his space. “Nii-san, what should we do?! If she really is from this other world, she’s a criminal, isn’t she? Should STYX take her into preventative custody??”

“Eh—Calm down, Ortho.” The elder Shroud says sternly, as if he hadn’t been in near hysterics only a moment ago. “It’s illegal to lock people up if they haven’t done anything wrong yet.”

“But Nii-san—!”

“Besides, as a bad guy she’s like, seriously wimpy.” It takes a moment or two of flailing in the bedclothes before Idia’s phone is retrieved. “See? According to the wiki, even the worst stuff she does is thanks to abusing her rich family’s power and money. Without that, she’s as pathetic as some hero who’s had all his strength sucked out. Even more harmless than a level one slime.”

Ortho’s synthetic brow furrows. “I guess…”

“Heh. Some of those LoPri simps online might even say that this is divine retribution. Getting banished to a world where she’s worth less than nothing.” Idia slumps, flicking through his apps idly. “Ah, the fates are cruel. Why’d I have to be inflicted with this?”

“I will monitor the villainess, Nii-san.” Ortho announces. “If she attempts to partake in any criminal behavior, it will be reported to the authorities, so Nii-san’s daily school life may continue unimpeded.”

“Eh? Well, uh.” Idia’s attention fights with the gacha he’s just opened, but ultimately surrenders to the colorful world within. “Only if it’s a low priority thing, okay?”

“Roger!”

[xxxnightcorequeenxxx]

Explaining my 20 Ghost Cores

Important to know; Core type is not a limiter of what they can learn to accomplish. As an Ice Core type can use Fire Core-type attacks and the like, It's just going to be harder for them to learn and do. 1 Ice Core - Literal ice, snow, blizzards, and cooling. 2 Water Core - Literal water, ocean/freshwater, rain to tsunami. 3 Earth Core - Literal dirt and things that grow in it, like plants and their properties, herbal healing. 4 Air Core - Wind in all forms, from a light breeze to hurricanes and tornados, propelled flight. 5 Fire Core - Literal fire, embers to wildfires, fire whirls, and heating. 6 Electric Core - Everything from static to thunderstorms. It can control electronics with electrical impulses impacting the item's software. 7 Light Core - Physical light, think hard light, positive things like good luck and good Intent. 8 Dark Core - Physical darkness, negative things like bad luck, but also evil Intent. 9 Ecto Core - Death energy, newly dead matter, bones, intangibility, and Invisibility. (*The Normal Type of Ghosts*) 10 Sound Core - Controls sound and vibrations, radio waves, and also the vibration caused by sound. For example, you can feel things shaking because of the intense sound. 11 Metal Core - Has dominion over literal metals and the power to manipulate anything containing metals, like iron, in one’s bloodstream. Can control technology but only the hardware. 12 Emotion Core - It has its domain over the emotional spectrum, anything from love to hate. It also covers psychic elements and dreams. 13 Rock Core - Covers rocks but also crystals and their properties, crystal healing, and landslides. 14 Ground Core - Domain over underground things like oil and other fossilized materials. But also earthquakes. 15 Lava Core - Has dominion over the literal lava and other chemical processes that affect the world around us. Explosions are under this domain as well. 16 Sand Core - Coves Sand, sandstorms, and the like, but also coves things made of sand like glass, concrete, and silica. 17 Nature Core - The domain is biological things, like animals, bio-healing, and life energy. 18 Magic Core - Destruction. Creation. Illusion, Distortion, Hypnosis. Mystical and Unknown energies. Shape manipulation. 19 Space Core - It has dominion over gravitational forces, both contracting and expanding. Magnetic forces fall under this domain. Things in physical space that are moving, Telekinesis. 20 Time Core - Future vision, time manipulation, and time travel. Portals as they send you to a different spot in time, you otherwise would have to move through time to get to. So, this is what I landed on, even 20, as that made the most sense to me, and I decided to write them down so you can see my thinking.

[mai-komagata]

Getting to know mutuals game! I was tagged by @just-an-elf-with-the-socks and @fandom-chameleon23 to do this. @flippyspoon @damnyoubishop @saubrimbor @queenmeriadoc @celebrimborsapron @myloveistoblame @rooksacrifice @elisa74 some random tags if people want to do this.

What’s the origin of your blog’s URL?

mai is a childhood nickname. komagata is from yumi komagata from Rurouni Kenshin (yeah i know, but i made this username 20+ years ago, it might as well be my name online now).

Favorite Fandoms?

Star trek (all of it), Tolkien, Dungeon Meshi, Legend of Zelda, Interview with the Vampire, Dragonball

Favorite Color?

In general i say purple, but there is one particular shade of red i love #ff0a47 is pretty close.

Favorite Game?

Super Mario RPG or Link's Awakening

Song stuck in your head?

Not Like us by Kendrick Lamar or The Distance by Cake. I listen to neither of these artists, i blame the world.

Weirdest Habit?

i don't mind my drinks lukewarm.

Hobbies?

hiking, writing, video games, traveling, home improvement, cosplay, nail art

If you work what’s your profession?

Im a software engineer

If you could have any job in the world what would it be?

Probably still software engineering, but working in accessibility or some other non-profit. But really if i could get paid to travel that is what i would do. (although these days i dream of just writing erotica professionally... but i'd probably hate actually writing on a schedule).

Something you’re good at?

I'm a pretty good at hand sewing and making clothing designs from things i see on screen. I'm not a pro but I'm good for an amateur.

Something you’re bad at?

cleaning my closet. motivating myself to clean in general.

Something you excel at?

I'm good at my job, i think. I'm really good at planning travel for people, actually. Booking flights/hotels/restaurants, optimizing what to do. I think I'm pretty good at most logistical tasks provided I am doing them for other people.

Something you love?

my cats. my house. my friends.

Something you could talk about for hours off the cuff?

any of my fandoms, theology/philosophy, workers rights/civil rights, politics.

Something you hate?

People with no loyalty, crowded environments.

Something you collect?

stuffed animals, nail polish.

Something you forget?

where i put my keys and transit pass

What’s your love language?

uhh.... Acts of Service?

Favorite movie or show?

The Grand Budapest Hotel

Favorite food?

Corn. I can eat infinite corn.

Favorite animal?

i love all animals, but cats are easiest -- but i really want to meet a platypus. I also love peacocks but i know it would not work in a city.

Are you musical?

Not at all.

What were you like as a child?

introverted and stubborn

Favorite subject in school?

Math

Least favorite subject in school?

Chemistry

What’s your best character trait?

I won't bullshit you.

What’s your worst character trait?

I'm very stubborn.

If you could change any detail of your day right now what would that detail be?

I would cook more often.

If you could travel back in time who would you meet?

My grandfather who died before I was born.

Recommend one of your favorite fics?

ONE?? Ok gonna pick one at random but Feelings are boring by Lazulisong https://archiveofourown.org/works/276111

Favorite fanart?

Again, one?? I'm digging everything by Saubrimbor at the moment, however.

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I'm curious: If you had to give Batfamily a power over 1 element out of the 20 element thing I've made up, who would you pick for what element and why? Though an extra challenge is to give them one each, as I got 20, there should be enough for the main batfam and more. Here is the list of elements and their domains; Ice - Literal ice, snow, blizzards, and cooling. Water - Literal water, ocean/freshwater, rain to tsunami. Earth - Literal dirt and things that grow in it, like plants and their properties, herbal healing. Nature - The domain is biological things, like animals, bio-healing, and life energy. Ground - Domain over underground things like oil and other fossilized materials. But also earthquakes. Rock- Covers rocks but also crystals and their properties, crystal healing, and landslides. Metal - Has dominion over literal metals and the power to manipulate anything containing metals, like iron, in one’s bloodstream. Can control technology but only the hardware. Sand Coves Sand, sandstorms, and the like, but also coves things made of sand like glass, concrete, and silica. Lava- Has dominion over the literal lava and other chemical processes that affect the world around us. Explosions are under this domain as well. Fire - Literal fire, embers to wildfires, fire whirls, and heating. Electric - Everything from static to thunderstorms. It can control electronics with electrical impulses impacting the item's software. Light - Physical light, think hard light, positive things like good luck and good Intent. Dark- Physical darkness, negative things like bad luck, but also evil Intent. Space - It has dominion over gravitational forces, both contracting and expanding. Magnetic forces fall under this domain. Things in physical space that are moving, Telekinesis. Time- Future vision, time manipulation, and time travel. Portals as they send you to a different spot in time, you otherwise would have to move though time to get to. Sound - Controls sound and vibrations, radio waves, and also the vibration caused by sound. For example, you can feel things shaking because of the intense sound. Air - Wind in all forms, from a light breeze to hurricanes and tornados, propelled flight. Emotion- It has its domain over the emotional spectrum, anything from love to hate. It also covers psychic elements and dreams. Magic- Destruction. Creation. Illusion, Distortion, Hypnosis. Mystical and Unknown energies. Shape manipulation. Ecto - Death energy, newly dead matter, bones, intangibility, and Invisibility. Image A tiny image ref. My DA has the full-resolution ones individually. This is just to help you visualize

I hope you all have fun with it. There is no right or wrong answer; there are just alternative options.