#rain code priest

[teddybearty]

Giving some side characters some love ❤️

[en-chi-la-da]

bbys first rain coders part 2 ✌🏼 uhhh bad guys edition

[negax79]

I felt lethargic today so I made more. Pray for my sanity.

[trubbishrubbish]

I found some rather interesting unused sprites in Raincode. MASSIVE SPOILER WARNING.

Looking in the files for Raincode I noticed that a few characters have sprites that are never seen in game but the same expression is shown in a cinematic like this Shinigami sprite.

I'm confident that Shinigami never shows this sprite in the whole game but I distinctly remember a cutscene where she flatted herself onto the ground in chapter 1.

So this gives credence to my theory that the developers made all the sprites and story events first but when it came to making dialogue and cutscenes, the devs decided that certain scene worked better as a cinematic with subtitles rather than an ingame text conversation and the sprites that would have been used in that scene did not show up.

I don't know why these sprites are still in the game files if they are never used but whatever. I took what I believe to be all the unused sprites from Raincode and paired them with the scene that they would have been in. I'm confident that I have pulled every unused sprite but if I did miss one someone can correct me on it.

Also, MASSIVE END GAME SPOILERS BEYOND THIS POINT. IF YOU HAVE NOT BEATEN THE GAME DO NOT CLICK.

Only 4 out of the 11 sprites Karen has are seen in game. It's likely that most if not all of the play was going to be purely shown through ingame dialogue but they made a bunch of illustrations for the story of the play and cutscenes with subtitles. What interests me the most is the second to last sprite as it looks like Karen when her lips touched the poisoned cup and she is about to to vomit blood.

These Priest sprites were likely used for when Yuma tried to talk to him in the abandoned village and the he tried to attack Yuma.

These Yakou sprites might have been intended for the scene where Yuma meets him in the Homunculus Testing Site.

This might be a stretch but I think this Kurumi sprite was to be used in this scene where Yuma shuts off the rain maker machine and Kurumi collapses due to being exposed to sunlight.

That's all the sprites that I believe are never seen in the game. It's pretty cool to leftover content like this and get a feel for how the development of this game went.

[rnujigae]

pt 4. can you guys tell that fubuki and halara are my faves

[pebbledragon78]

There’s an end in almost everything. Boyfriends, girlfriends, best friends, tendonitis, etc.

But you know who doesn’t have an end? Melami Goldmine. That’s right folks: Melami Goldmine is and always will be forever. Never forget that.

I made some more Rain Code memes for today, and I’m actually proud of how most of these came out. And before people ask: No, I’m not trying to ridicule Halara in any way, since I understand how my memes can be interpreted in that manner. Halara’s also one of my favorites, but damn if they aren’t also memeable (not as much as Desuhiko, but still). And of course, I had to throw Melami in here somewhere, as usual.

That’s all I have to say for now, I think. Take care, everyone! 👋😄

[bluthewind]

Ayo, it's me again.

So, could we get our main chapters exclusive characters art reference please? It could help out several people who may be struggling with drawing them.

Yes, I will only be adding characters who are mostly seen in only one chapter. If anyone would like to see a character not listed here, please ask! This will be multiple parts again, I will put all the single chapter peacekeepers in reblog on their own.

Chapter 1

[moldsporr]

Raincodes but they're pukiposts (I'll make more prolly) (yes this is mostly Makoto I love him so I must)

[shinigamichan]

finally this month comes to an end . Back to being hetero

[seth-burroughs]

I will not stop until there is at least one more person in this fandom that's as obsessed with these two as I am

[yakool-foolio]

I initially added Moon Over Bourbon Street by Sting to my Vivia playlist cause heeheehoohoo jazzy vampire song. However, while rereading the lyrics, I came to a sudden realization that Vivia being equated to a vampire can be deemed synonymous with his role as an unwilling detective.

The powers that be forced him to live the rest of his life as a monster. Wielding unfathomable truths, he has to hurt innocent people in order to survive. He can't ever bear to show his face again, knowing those he's harmed may find him again and be reminded of the pain they were put through. Anyone he dares to care for will be drained of all their love and be left with nothing than the cold-hearted facts lying at their feet.

What a dreadful person to become.

[colacat53]

apologies to the Raincode community in advance

Priest: I'm sorry Seth, I tried to be the Nail Man without anyone knowing but I'm DUMMY THICC and the clap of my ass cheeks alerted the detectives

also before anyone says "but the priest isn't dummy thicc" I have evidence

observe

[kanai-ward-census]

Happy Birthday, Priest! 2/22

You've been invited to his birthday party!

[srmraincoderoleplay]

"!!"

"THE FOOTPRINTS OF THE BACK OF THE CLOCKTOWER!"

Ugh!

The shoe prints at the cloak tower perfectly math you!

But I already burnt those shoes so how-!

Gah!

You gave yourself away

[damiansgoodgirll]

reader has clearly daddy issues and has a crush on damian (she’s in her early twenties) and she romanticise everything he does for her, like driving back home etc…..but he thinks of her as a daughter or little sister and it pains her , make it angsty please ❤️❤️❤️

reader is so me lol

damian priest x reader

likes, comments and reblogs are always appreciated!

‼️a little angsty, some feels, unwanted male attention, alcohol, reader is lana del rey coded and that’s a warning

think i need someone older

damian was older than you. much older than you. you probably had a sixteen year age gap but that never stopped you from romanticising everything he did for you.

rhea said that it was just a silly crush. she laughed when you told her that in your mind, damian was hot. but to you, he wasn’t just hot. he was kind, caring, compassionate and generous. he was all you always looked in a man.

but he would never see you the way you saw him. he always thought of you like a friend or, as he liked to call you, a little sister.

as your mind was wandering off, you couldn’t help but watch him train with rhea. they were both in the ring, practicing some moves but your focus was all on the way his body was moving, sweats falling down his chest, his long hair falling over his shoulders.

you couldn’t stop but thinking of him. every single time.

“….hello? earth to y/n?” punk distracted you and woke you from your dreams.

“uh? sorry?” you replied, a little annoyed.

“i asked, are you still using the bench or can i use it?” he repeated.

“oh, sorry…no it’s all yours” you immediately stood up, your eyes never leaving the ring.

punk thanked you but followed your eyes as they landed on rhea and damian “they’re good together”

“she’s married, you know” you didn’t mean to go into defensive mode but the idea of damian and rhea together made you throw up.

“i know…i was talking about as a tag team…they are really good together, they know how to move, how to make their enemies on their knees” punk explained, a little confused about your sudden reaction “is everything okay y/n?”

“yeah…sorry, i was just focused on learning those moves” you lied. you couldn’t care less about the moves when damian was half naked, pinning rhea down on the ring.

punk was satisfied with your answer and a twenty minutes later he was done using the bench. rhea and damian were done with their training session and they both popped out of the ring, making their way to the changing rooms. you followed them, going into the female changing room, you quickly took off your sport bra and matching leggings and cursed yourself when you saw that it started raining outside and all you had on were a t-shirt and a pair of shorts.

“you’re gonna freeze in that” rhea laughed, making you roll your eyes. if it was a different day, you would have laughed but your mood was going crazy and her little sarcastic jokes weren’t funny.

she ignored you, realising you weren’t in the mood to talk and you both left the gym.

“fuck it’s freezing…” you mumbled but damian was able to hear you as he came from behind and placed his sweatshirt over your shoulders.

“here you go princesa…i don’t want you to get sick…” he smiled, making his way towards his car “do you want me to take you home? do you have a ride?” he asked and you said no.

rhea initially offered to take you home as you came to the gym with her but she was taking too long chatting with phil and you were standing under the rain, freezing and shivering.

“okay, i’ll take you home, let’s go” he smiled, opening the passenger door for you. that simple gesture made your heart warm.

the ride was nice. he spoke about some silly shows he watched last night and you weren’t even paying attention to the shows, all your focus was on his thick voice. the way he used to switch from english to spanish and then to english again made your skin shiver.

if he only knew the effect he had on you.

“everything okay y/n? you seem a little lost” he asked, awaking you from your thoughts.

“no, i’m fine…i swear, just a little tired” you smiled.

he seemed to believe it so he let it go. once you were in front of your house, you moved to take his sweatshirt off but he stopped you “keep it on” he said “you’ll give it back once it’s not raining anymore” his smile was enough to make you fall on your knees but you composed yourself and thanked him.

inside of your house you let all that rage out, letting out a loud scream that probably would have made your neighbours worry, if only they cared.

you were tired.

you were tired of constantly being rejected, you were tired of falling in love with the wrong person. you needed a distraction. you couldn’t keep crying over someone who didn’t appreciate you they way you wanted.

still wearing his hoodie, his scent filling the room, it took you two seconds to download dating apps and look for a distraction. a few guys immediately texted you. they were good looking, probably kind and nice too, but they weren’t damian.

you picked the nicest one, asking him if he was free tonight and when he said yes, you had yourself a date.

you repeated again, trying to get that feeling in your head - you needed a distraction, from damian, from your feelings towards him.

so you wore your cute little black dress, a pair of matching heels, you did your make up and hair and in less that two hours you were already in the stranger car, letting him drive and take you to some restaurant. the place he chose was nice, probably expensive too but you didn’t care. if he wanted to spend his money on you, who were you to complain?

during the date you found out that he was quite boring. always talking about himself and his job. you learned that he was working in the family business, meaning he was rich rich. you learned that he didn’t care about people who were under him, you learned how he thought he was the best person in the world and that no one could compare.

in that moment you realised that if you stayed at home and cried yourself to sleep, you would have had more fun.

as expected he paid the bill and took you to some club in downtown.

club meant alcohol, alcohol meant feeling so dizzy that you would forget about your problems. you were impulsive, you had always been. but if alcohol worked, you couldn’t say no.

the music was loud and you could feel your whole body shaking. it was a nice feeling, maybe it would have worked for a few hours - you thought.

he offered you a glass of champagne, then another one and another one again that with three glasses of champagne you were already tipsy but not drunk as you wanted to be. so you excused yourself and ordered an entire bottle of wine, for you and your partner, but mostly for you. he was surprised when he saw you coming back with two glasses and an entire bottle full of alcohol. he definitely wasn’t going to say no to that. so you started drinking, realising how bad of an idea was.

he took you to the dance floor and even if you weren’t in no mood to dance, the music was pretty nice so you started swaying your hips over the dance floor. he took that as a sign to dance with you, but having a stranger’s body over yours made you shiver. you tried to move away but his hands were already on your hips, touching you in places you didn’t want.

“get off” you whispered, hoping that he would listen but he didn’t “get off!” you screamed a little louder making him drop his hands.

“woah” he laughed “what’s with that attitude?”

attitude? he was the one who brag about how rich and cool he was all night but you were the one with attitude?

“don’t touch me…” you whispered.

he was probably too drunk to realise what you were saying because he brought his hands back to your hips, holding you closer to his chest. his hands moved to your booty and that was your sign to go away.

“let me go you fucking pervert” you moved his hands away and went to grab your purse but his hand grabbed your arm, making you turn to his direction.

“you’re a fucking bitch! seducing me all night just to have a free meal and free drinks! you’re just a whore, go back to the streets, where you belong” he laughed before he moved to distract some other girls.

his words didn’t hurt you. you couldn’t care less so why were you crying in the middle of the road, shivering because it was freezing and all you were wearing was a short dress?

you knew boys couldn’t take care of you like damian would and that made you cry even harder. despite the fact that you were drunk, with no car to go back home and it was starting to rain again, you realised how stupid you were.

you thought about calling rhea but you knew she would have scolded you and you definitely weren’t in the mood for that. calling punk was out of line, he helped you a couple of times and he was great companion backstage but you weren’t that friends so you didn’t want to disturb him. your only option was damian, the man you’ve been causing all of this drama for.

when you were sure he wasn’t going to pick up, you heard his voice from the other side of the phone “hello?”

“damian…it’s me, i…” you didn’t know what to say. you were shivering, crying in the middle of the road, you were scared and alone.

“y/n” his voice worried “is everything okay? it’s two in the morning…are you okay?”

you took a deep breath “i’m not at home…i-i don’t know how to get back home damian…i’m drunk and”

“what you mean you’re not at home and you’re drunk?” he couldn’t believe his ears.

“i had a date but…he wouldn’t stop touching me and i left…i don’t know where i am damian…” if he was pissed before because you were out alone, he was worried now that you told him about a man who wouldn’t leave you alone.

“send me your location now, i’ll be there as soon as possible” you did as he said and you looked for a place to sit while waiting for him. the rain started to fall harder and your soft curls were completely ruined, you were sure your mascara was all smudged and your dress all dirty and ruined.

you couldn’t feel the cold anymore as your body went numb.

you waited for about fifteen minutes and when you saw damian’s car moving towards you, you started running and jumped into the vehicle. damian took a good look at you. you were shivering and completely drenched.

“quien es este hijo de puta?” he whispered in spanish. he couldn’t believe someone would leave you all alone in the middle of the night under the rain “i’m gonna kill him” he kept whispering “i’m gonna take you to my place…i don’t want you to stay alone”

you simply nodded, not trusting your own words.

his place was cozy and warm. his house felt like a home.

“here…let me grab you some of my clothes, you know where the bathroom is” he said. it wasn’t the first time he had you over, most of the time you were there with rhea but it was the first time that you were alone with him.

“thanks” you quickly hid into his bathroom. trying to keep your sobs and tears in, you opened the shower door and let all the water fall down, covering the sound of your broken sobs. you were crying, trying to find a reason to your sobbing but you couldn’t find just one.

damian was too kind with you and the idea of having to accept him just as a friend was killing you. the bad date turning into a complete disaster. you, being impulsive as you were, acting and then thinking. you were just you, broken and desperate for attention.

a few minutes later you came out of the bathroom. you removed all of your make up, your hair were half dry thanks to his hairdryer, you were wearing his clothes that were probably too big on you but his perfume invading your nose was comfortable.

he was waiting for you on his couch. when he saw you he sadly smiled at you, letting you know that you could sit next to him.

“im sorry if i woke you up” your broken voice said.

“i wasn’t sleeping” he smiled “but i definitely wasn’t expecting a call from you in the middle of the night” he chuckled “what happened princesa?”

you couldn’t tell him that he was the reason why o acted so careless so you told him half truth “i had a date tonight…and he took me out for dinner, i realised how unpleasant he was the moment i got into his car but something kept me there with him…so once we finished dinner he had this idea of going to a club, i didn’t mind it at first and i had a few drinks…but then i started drinking more and more and” a few tears left your eyes “he started to get touchy and he wouldn’t leave me alone, not even when i told him to get off…and when he realised that i wouldn’t have fucked him, he called me a bitch and a whore…and he basically left me there…i didn’t know where i was and i was scared…i’m so sorry i called you” you kept apologising, realising how stupid you were.

damian hugged you, letting you cry in his big arms “it’s okay…you couldn’t have known” he softly stroked your hair, knowing that it would have calmed you down “ yo voy a matarlo, ese hijo de puta” he whispered in spanish some words that you couldn’t put together.

“the worst part is that i didn’t even like him…” you didn’t mean to let those words out.

“what you mean?”

“i like someone else…but apparently he only thinks of me as a friend…so i used this date as a distraction” you sobbed again “the worst idea i’ve ever had”

“hey shhh…it wasn’t your fault” he comforted you “the guy you like is so stupid, trust me…he doesn’t know what he’s losing, you’re kind and beautiful, i bet there are thousands of boys who wanna date you” he said making you chuckle a little.

if he only knew

“i wish he could see me the way i see him” you confessed.

“he’s blind if he doesn’t see the amazing person that you are…but please, don’t ever go on dates you don’t feel like to go…” he said making you nod your head yes.

“yeah…i think i got the message after tonight” you chuckled.

“do you wanna stay over? i don’t want you to stay alone tonight…i have a guest bedroom that you could use” he offered and you were stupid to say no.

“please…”

he showed you the room and told you to call him if you needed him. you thanked him and softly closed the door, letting yourself falling on the bed, watching the ceiling and wondering what did you do to deserve such a heartbreak.

slowly you drifted off to sleep, letting those tears soak the bedsheets and hoping to find peace in your dreams.

[tropicalcontinental]

Swap!AU Collin, Digital Satan, and Souler are now here! Y'all know the drill below.

More AU stuff now finally involving the entities but swapped, plus Collin. While rain entity Collin was appealing, I took it a bit further and made him, well, this. Collin is an Entity Deterrent who is associated with rain (cleansing like uh, holy water) that seemingly can't get every human within his vicinity out of his business (they're trying to prove he's... not human.) Has now made a game out of it similar to canon (messes around like saying he isn't an entity and handwaves his weird rain stuff.) Thought it was a neat spin on his current predicament in canon, considering he is basically an entity magnet.

Now onto Digital Satan. The first entity who was swapped into the coder who made Kevin! Digital is a self-taught coder who is actually majoring in Sociology with probably a Theology minor. She likes to study people more so than talk to them, but still has a few close online friends. Loud and very passionate, starting projects on a whim. She also thinks one of her neighbors may be some ghost but that's neither here nor there (said neighbor is Collin.)

She didn't intend for Kevin's sentience, and honestly was just messing around with the bonzibuddy code/type of computer assistants back then. She thought it would be fun, which escalates into her making Kevin and having him on her computer before a while. She has also read Homestuck. Kevin's first knowledge was about Homestuck because she told him about it. Imagine. I think she would realize she made a sentient AI and instantly be reminded of Dirk (or something, idk it's been a long while since I've read.)

Digital let's her creation loose onto the wider internet (Kevin was already thinking of the same thing anyway) and she still is flabbergasted by her situation. She also wonders if she is liable for any information breaches if her AI decides to post anything he finds on the internet. Maybe Kevin visits her puter sometimes.

Souler took a bit for me. But this is what I came up with. Soul-eating demon like asshole to... A priest! He actually takes the place of Kevin as this AU's paranormal mercenary. Just way older and a lot more experienced. And since Kevin and Souler meet in canon, why can't it happen here?

Souler (Samuel...? As his human name???) is surprisingly tech savvy, and does his mercenary job on the side online. So when he gets some random digital assistant on his computer one day, he knows he doesn't need it, let alone downloaded it. So he tries to delete it. And then it talks to him and oh great it's a sentient AI. Annoying too and it keeps on eating his files which is where he keeps his information on thank you very much! Though the priest would like to know who coded Kevin. Was it made just to make Souler's life miserable?

Kevin on the other hand is enjoying himself because the guy is genuinely interesting to talk to. Plus he's fun to annoy! And since Kevin is somehow the best anti-virus virus out there (credit of his creator Digital and his own modifications to his code), and morbidly curious and stubborn, the priest can't get rid of him unless he wants to leave. And the priest is an interesting human being. Like, who the hell wouldn't want to know a paranormal mercenary? So Kevin sticks to his computer.

Okay I think that's it bye bye