#right stuff corp

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'Battle Tycoon: Flash Hiders SFX'

[SFC] [JAPAN] [MAGAZINE, SPREAD] [1995]

"The makers of this game are also known for games like Aruna Mu No Kiba (Turbo CD) and Blue Forest Story (Playstation). This game was also made for the Turbo CD (PC-Engine CD) and was simply called Flash Hiders. While I can't say too much about Aruna Mu No Kiba and I think BFS is highly generic, Right Stuff put the right stuff in this fighting game. The story depends on whichever fighter you choose, but the main villain seems to be Jail Lance (Some kind of powerful pirate or something). One thing I've noticed about Right Stuff is that they have this love for animal spirits and nature in general. In Aruna, each character represents a different animal. BFS has strong connections with nature and spirits. In Battle Tycoon, certain moves make certain characters become "demi-humans" (Half human, half beast) for a brief moment. (...)The gameplay is neat as far as SNES fighters go. While the game has nine fighters (Ten if you do the code to get Jail Lance), they each have a cool arsenal of varied abilities. Each character also has an "Ultimate" attack (Much like games like Fatal Fury Special, SD Hiryu No Ken, etc) when their life reaches the "critical" (When certain conditions are met) stage. That's not what makes the gameplay cool though. What makes BT different is the "Advance" mode. Its like story mode, expect with RPG elements. You buy equipment and level up to become stronger. Along with this, the more you level up, the more stat points you can distribute to speed, attack, and defense! With cool characters like Bang pulling off devastating combos, the typical anime that you usually expect with Japanese games, and the cool story mode, BT is an excellent fighter that should have been released stateside." ~Vyse the Determined, Gaming Sanctuary

Source: Jugemu Magazine, June 1995 || Internet Archive; ozidual

[z2z-gaming-and-random-art-ai]

Console Fighting Games of 1993 - Flash Hiders

Flash Hiders is a 2d anime fighting game that was developed by Right Stuff Corp for the TurboGrafx CD and released in 1993 exclusively in Japan, the game also got a sequel Battle Tycoon Flash Hiders SFX which released in 1995 on the SNES.

[firestorm09890]

Rodion in Meursault's body: YAY YIPPEE I LOVE BEING A VERY STRONG AND MASCULINE MAN WITH A PERFECT PHYSICAL MAN FORM Ishmael in Gregor's body: holy shit... are we both🏳️‍⚧️... we could be t4t... Meursault in Rodion's body: Hello I did not consent and I am this close to killing us both myself

[sharkrocket]

A Kaijou fic that I really liked got deleted and I AM SO UPSET

[gasps-inspanish]

The Volleyball Incident

The Volleyball Incident that was referenced in my fic Fear and What Follows.

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Guy was starting to get really annoyed. Like, he was happy the Corps were back and he could be a Green Lantern again, but everything was different in the most annoying way possible.

Guy, John, and Hal hadn’t really been well liked before this since they were from Earth and seen as lesser than, but they had worked hard to prove themselves and had been more or less accepted before the whole Parallax thing. But now they were hated and right back to- no they were worse from where they started.

It was frustrating, putting in all that work just to be back to square negative one in an instant. But Guy didn’t really care about what they thought of him. They didn’t really matter so why would their opinion? It pissed him off that the negative treatment was extending to Jess and Simon, their new rookies. John was used to it since he’s been a Lantern for years, and while Guy was worried for Hal (not that he would admit it) he knew Hal could take care of himself. But Simon and Jess just started and were already being put at a disadvantage because of it.

It was really fucking annoying.

“Guy, stop glaring at the Lost Lanterns” John said, sounding tired. Guy rolled his eyes but didn’t take his eyes off of the Lost Lanterns.

“I’ll stop after they stop” Guy muttered. John sighed loudly, and Guy could tell he was at the end of his rope.

“I don’t think they will Guy” Hal mused from his seat next to Guy. “There’s more of them than you, they can rotate shifts”.

“Then help me out” Guy shot back.

“Help yourself out and stop being near me. You won’t get glared at then” Hal said. Guy’s eyes darted away from the Lost Lanterns to John.

Hal didn’t say it bitterly or sadly, he just stated a fact. He didn’t seem bothered by it when Guy glanced at him, instead just looking back at Guy in confusion.

“What?” Hal asked and Guy rolled his eyes. 

When Hal had first gotten out of the Sciencells when he was cleansed of Parallax- it wasn’t good, but now he seemed fine. But Guy knew that what happened to Hal wasn’t something u just shrugged off. You weren’t just suddenly okay.

“If this was your fault I would’ve gladly taken the excuse not to be near your ugly mug Jordan” Guy scoffed, even though they all knew that wasn’t true. “They just hate us because we’re from Earth”.

Hal nodded, looking lost in thought. He was always thinking about something nowadays.

“Maybe we should take a walk” John suggested, glancing at the still glaring Lost Lanterns.

They had nothing to do today. They weren’t assigned any missions and they weren’t allowed to train any rookies, not even the ones from their own planet. Jess and Simon were training with their group leader at the moment, so it would just be the three of them for a bit.

Guy expected to just walk in silence for an hour, John trying in vain to use his “aura” or whatever to try to calm Guy down while Hal just stared off into space, thinking way too much once again, but noise caught their attention.

“Another fight,” John said, pinching the bridge of his nose. Guy could feel John’s incoming migraine and he almost felt bad.

“Let’s check it out” Hal said, not waiting for either to reply as he started to stroll over to the noise. Guy and John quickly followed.

It was probably rookies again. Guy really thought these guys didn’t know how to act, but there were so many of them they couldn’t set Kilowog on all of-

Oh. Well it was certainly rookies, but they weren’t fighting.

Guy just stared at the green construct volleyball net, a couple of rookie and senior lanterns gathered around cheering. And of course the people playing volleyball were the only people who could get away with it.

On one side was Sodam Yat and Soranik Natu, Natu getting ready to serve the construct volleyball. On the other side was Tomar-Tu and Torchbearer, ready to receive the ball. Laira was in the middle, almost like a referee, and Arisia was close by her, hand over her mouth as she tried not to laugh.

Guy watched them play, and the point went to Natu and Yat, as Tomar dived for the ball but missed.

“What?” was all Hal said, the first one of the three of them to speak.

“If I had to guess, I’m thinking Torchbearer taught them how to play,” John mused. Guy tilted his head.

“Don’t they have training?” Guy asked.

“Maybe they have a free block?” John suggested.

“Rookies get free blocks now”?

Guy thought the four of them got away with way too much, but Torchbearer was the golden boy, and the other three were friends with the golden boy so they reaped the benefits. But honestly, he wasn’t going to complain about it. Guy knew Torchbearer since the kid first became a Lantern, and even though the kid avoided Guy and the other Earth Lanterns at all costs now, Guy could see he was doing well.

When Guy had first been contacted by Dinah to meet the new Green Lantern, the last and only Green Lantern, the kid had been sick looking. Guy could see it even though the kid’s mask had been on. He was thin, pale- he wasn’t doing good, and Guy understood why with what the kid told him happened. But he got better, and Guy likes to think he and John helped, but then he had left Earth in a hurry. When Guy saw him again on Oa when the Corps had started up again, the kid was once again thin, pale, and quiet.

Torchbearer wasn’t really the quiet type.

But now he looked healthy, and Guy could often see him laughing with his friends. So whatever, let him have special privileges. With everything he’s been through as a Green Lantern, let him have his-

“Guy mo-“!

Something smacked Guy in the face so hard that he stumbled back a bit, dazed. Guy looked down at the construct volleyball at his feet, then back up at the four players.

They all stared at him, wide eyed and open mouthed. Yat had a hand in the air, basically admitting whose fault this was. It was then Guy noticed that everyone, Rookies and Senior Lanterns alike, were silent and looking at him. No one said anything, no one moved.

The silence was broken by Hal bursting out laughing. He was laughing so hard that he doubled over. It was- Guy hadn’t heard Hal laugh like that since before-

Several Senior Lantern’s started laughing too. Guy could see Torchbearer and his friends hadn’t moved or changed expressions, except for Yat who gave Guy an uneasy smile when they locked eyes.

Guy didn’t really care. However, he did have a reputation to uphold.

“Hey”! Guy yelled at the group as he stalked towards them.

“Scatter” Laira told them before walking over to meet Guy, and the four of them ran off.

“Nope” Guy said, side-stepping Laira and running after them. By the direction they ran, he could tell they were running to the other three’s shared room. Rookies.

He knocked on the door loudly.

“I know you’re in there! Come out! I just wanna talk” Guy said, banging on the door several more times until it finally opened.

“Senior Lantern Gardner” Iolande greeted with a smile that was a bit too sugary sweet. “How can I help you”?

“I know they’re in here,” Guy said, narrowing his eyes. Iolande tilted her head.

“Who”?

“You know who I’m talking about”.

“I can assure you Senior Lantern Gardner, I don’t”.

They stared at each other for a bit before Guy sighed.

“This isn’t over” Guy called into the room before spinning on his heel and walking away. Having a staring contest with Iolande wasn’t going to doing anything, but they had to come out at some point.

John and Hal were still smirking when Guy returned, but they were now standing with Simon and Jess who looked confused.

“You find them?” John asked, raising an eyebrow.

“You give them hell, Guy?” Hal added, pressing his lips together afterwards to keep himself from laughing again. There was joy in his eyes that Guy hadn’t seen in a while.

“Am I missing something?” Simon asked, eyes darting between Hal and John and Guy as Jess nodded.

“Guy got hit in the face with a volleyball,” Hal explained. “Torchbearer and his friends were playing”.

But Guy had been way too nice today.

“Lantern Jordan, 50” Guy said and John gave him a look, but Guy ignored him. Hal looked offended.

“Pulling rank on me Gardner?” Hal asked, but he didn’t look hurt, and Guy could still see amusement in his eyes. Hal didn’t need someone to coddle him, so Guy wouldn’t. Yeah Hal was stripped of his rank, but there was no reason tro treat him like it was fragile. Better tank be thrown around with his friends than someone like a Lost Lantern.

“That’s Senior Lantern Gardner to you,” Guy replied.

“Yes sir Senior Lantern Gardner sir!” Hal mocked, saluting him before getting on the ground and starting to do push ups. Guy stared at him for a second before sitting cross legged on his back, Hal not breaking his pace. “Damn you’re heavy! Lay off the beers”!

“50 more Lantern Jordan”.

“Well fuck you too”.

“50 more Lantern Jordan”.

“Of course Mr. Senior Lantern Gardner sir”!

“This’ll be you if you don’t fall in line” Guy said, pointing between Jess and Simon, who looked amused. Other Lanterns were staring at them as they walked by, but this was the kind of shit they should’ve been staring at them for.

Later that day Guy was walking with Jess to the Mess Hall when his opportunity for revenge came. He had been answering some of Jess’s questions, the two of them sent ahead to snag a table for dinner, when he saw Torchbearer and his friends sitting at a table laughing.

There was no way they were escaping him now.

“Watch this Jess” Guy said gleefully before making his way to the table. They noticed him when he was almost there.

“Senior Lantern Gardner!” Yat said with wide eyes and an awkward smile. “I-”!

“Attention!” Guy called, and the three rookies stood at attention. Guy looked around for Torchbearer but didn’t see him, which was strange because he had just been sitting with the other three. “Report”.

“Trainee Lantern Natu, 1417.2 reporting”

“Trainee Lantern Yat, 1760.1 reporting”!

“Trainee Lantern Tomar, 2813.2 reporting”!

Guy grinned. He could see they weren’t afraid of him or anything, instead just awkward. He could respect that.

“Which one of you rookies hit me in the face?” Guy asked, even though he was pretty sure he knew the answer.

“Me, Senior Lantern Gardner” Yat answered immediately. Guy stared at him for a second.

“Trainee Lantern Yat, 200”. Yat’s eyes widened for a fraction of a second before he saluted.

“Sir, yes sir” and Yat got down in the middle of the Mess Hall and started doing push ups. Much more respectful than Hal.

“Trainee Lanterns Natu, Tomar. 50” Guy said, feeling merciful. They both saluted him.

“Sir, yes sir!” and they both got down on the floor and started their pushups.

There was no use in looking for Torchbearer since Guy couldn’t make him do pushups, the kid was unfortunately a higher rank than him. Guy instead chose a table that he could clearly see them from and sat down.

“A beautiful sight really” Guy mused. “Still wonder where Torchbearer went. He was sitting at the table when we were walking over”.

“Oh I saw him dive under the table” Jess said. “He really wants to avoid us. I wonder why”.

“Me too” Guy said, resisting the urge to lean over and look under the table. He’d let the kid be for now.

Torchbearer had been on very good terms with John and Guy before restoring Oa. What had happened to change that?

“Wow, our number one ranking rookie group is in trouble?” Hal asked as he sat down with his food. “What did they do? And who dished that out”?

“Me!” Guy said proudly before cackling. By now Tomar and Natu were finishing up but Yat still had more to go even though he was going at a decent pace.

Guy felt better. Happy even.

That night, Guy was surprised to see Torchbearer in their room when he walked in with John and Hal. He shouldn’t have been, since he knew Iolande was on Oa so the kid couldn’t hide in his friends’ room.

Usually they roomed in twos on Oa, but since the place had been destroyed, they were still rebuilding. Training the rookies and defending the Universe were the priorities, so the barracks were only halfway done, leaving four to a room. The rooms were grouped up in either Rookie groups (since it was four to a group) or a set of sector partners with another set of sector partners from a neighboring sector. because there were so many Earth Lanterns, Hal, John, Guy and Torchbearer had been put together but Torchbearer was avoiding them so he didn’t sleep in their room often.

Right now he was in his bunk, which was on the right side right above Guy’s, curled up on his side and facing the wall so they couldn’t see his face. But Guy didn’t need to be looking at him to know he was awake still. Guy walked to the side Torchbearer’s head was on and slapped the side of the bed twice.

“Torchbearer”. There was a moment of silence, and Guy thought he was wrong and that Torchbearer actually was asleep, but then-

“Senior Lantern Gardner”? Guy grinned.

“Next time you teach your friends an Earth game, make sure they know how to play right before you set them loose”.

“Of course, Senior Lantern Gardner”.

[binah-beloved]

Hello, thanks you for anwer my question from last time. Could you consider to write headcanons about the 5 love language. If only you want to of course :)

May many happy things come to those who love Binah. Merry Christmas and happy New year. Your posts always make my day better so thanks you.

don't worry, i want to

~ * ~ The Love Languages of an Arbiter Acts of Service:

Giving: -One of the main ways Binah expresses affection. Whether it’s during her time at Lobotomy Corporation or when the Library opens its doors, she strives for ways to make your life easier.-Listen, she was forced to become the Extraction Sephirah, she knows how difficult and tedious your job could be and it didn’t get much easier in the Library. -Plus, acts of service mean that she can show she cares while being subtle about it- and that’s really what Binah’s love is all about, subtlety. She’s not one for grand romantic gestures, preferring smaller, quieter things that accumulate over time. It makes for a more constant show of appreciation, she thinks. -Sometimes you’ll wake up and find that your paperwork has been sorted in alphabetical order. Or maybe the books Angela wanted you to put away have already been shelved. Or, most commonly, you’ll find a cup of steaming hot tea waiting for you after a long day, Binah sitting across from you and holding whatever novel you’ve been flipping through lately, so she can join you in reading.

Receiving: -Binah’s very appreciative of anything you do for her- she’s ranked higher than you, both as a Sephirah and a Patron Librarian, so the thought of you trying to make her life a little easier or just doing things out of goodwill makes her heart warm a little bit. -Unfortunately you can’t help her with much of her work unless it’s just sorting some things, since you’re not qualified for it, so you settle for tasks that don’t involve papers and books. -One of your favorite acts of service is restocking her tea when she runs out. She’s not sure how you procure it so quickly and so quietly, but often enough she’ll be out of a blend one day only for a full box to magically appear the next day. -You’ll know she found out when she comes up behind you and pats your head, murmuring a small “Thank you” in your ears.

Quality Time:

Giving:-Speaking of reading together, Binah spends time with you as often as possible, which unfortunately isn’t very often in Lobotomy Corporation. It gets much better in the Library, since she can easily steal you away for a tea party if you’re not actively in a Reception. -She’s gotten into this habit of simply picking you up and carrying you away when she wants to see you, and if you protest she just shushes you with a kiss. -All the invites she extends to the other Librarians for tea? Yeah, you’re the one she wants to accept the most, and her demeanor is just a little bit brighter if you do find the time to attend- it might not seem like much, but it’s a big change for someone as calm and mysterious as Binah. -But unlike the others, she also puts aside time for just the two of you, time where you’re the only two people in the world and that’s all that matters. If there are areas of the Library that are outdoors, she’ll gladly bring some treats so you can have a little picnic together. Or if you just want to indulge in one of your hobbies, Binah will be by your side to keep you company, watching calmly and asking questions here and there, because she loves watching you do anything.

Receiving: -If you go out of your way to spend time with her, Binah might actually cry. -Not much, mind you, just a tear or two, but it means the world to her. Although she tries to deny it, Binah is incredibly lonely, being locked away in the Extraction Department during each cycle, then being confined to the Floor of Philosophy and surrounded by people who fear her. Yes, she wears solitude wonderfully well, but she despises it, too. -She’s used to being the one inviting others, setting up gatherings and chats with the other Librarians, so when you extend a hand to her instead she’s both surprised and touched, even if she doesn’t show it outwardly. And you do it so casually, like you’re asking her how the weather is instead of inviting an ex-Arbiter to spend time with you. -Yes, she knows you do it because you love her and want to be by her side, but it’s such a foreign concept that she can’t help but pause, blinking a few times as your words set in. -Then a small smile blooms across Binah’s face, her hand slipping into yours as she asks you to lead the way. She doesn’t care what you’re doing- it can be anything- as long as she gets to spend time with you; it’s like the hollow emptiness that was so present in her life is mended whenever you’re nearby. -To her, it doesn’t matter what you want to do. As long as you’re there with her, she’ll enjoy herself. -Sidenote, Binah has a softer smile that she only uses around you, and her features subtly light up when she does, it’s beautiful.

Physical Touch:

Giving: -Binah doesn’t initiate physical touch very often, not because she doesn’t want to! It’s partially because she doesn’t want to hurt you by mistake and also because she simply forgets that physical touch is an option. Most of her years were spent killing and torturing people, she’s not used to touching someone out of love. -When she does remember, it’s the gentlest, most delicate touch you’ve ever felt. She’s very hesitant at the beginning, since she’s very aware of her strength, so most of the time it’s a simple hand on your shoulder before she slowly upgrades to patting your head. -The first time Binah holds your hand, she’s surprised at how much warmer you are than her- she tends to run a bit cold- and immediately moves to lace her fingers with yours. -She’s very fond of curling her little finger around yours when you stand next to each other. It’s a subtle way of saying that she’s there for you and that you’re safe. -Likes kissing you on the forehead, because when she pulls back she can get lost in the loving way you look at her.

Receiving: -There’s no beating around the bush, Binah is touch-starved. -Not in the sense that she’s clingy, but in the way that occurs because she’s never been hugged or held gently in her life. -So the first time you hug her she stiffens, immediately wanting to defend herself. But then she registers what you’re doing and the warmth of your arms and how securely you’re holding her, and she just absolutely melts. -To anyone else she looks the exact same, but you can feel her slump a little before she returns the gesture, a small sigh escaping her as she leans against you. She’s going to want a hug every day after that, and she will stare at you from across the room if you forget. Whenever you finish a Reception she always whisks you away for a quick hug if you’re not too injured. -Binah loves snuggling with you, no questions asked. The most common way is for you to be on her lap as she sits in her favorite armchair, gazing down at you as you lean your head against her shoulder. Occasionally you reach up to cup her cheeks in your hands, feeling her soft skin under your fingertips and watching her eyes shut briefly, her normally stoic expression softening just a tad. She’ll also let you braid her hair, if you know how. -She’s the big spoon when you’re sleeping, it makes her feel like she’s protecting you even when you’re both unconscious. Plus, the sight of your sleeping face when she wakes up is enough to energize her for the entire day, without drinking even a single cup of tea.

Gifts:

Giving: -Binah’s not a big gift-giver, it makes her feel like she’s trying to buy your affection, which she most certainly isn’t. That being said, she’s not completely opposed to it, she simply doesn’t shower you with gifts (and frankly neither do you). -The things she does give you are usually small and fall into at least one of two categories: having a practical use, or having a deeper meaning. -For example, she gifted you a notebook when she noticed you liked jotting things down on scraps of paper you came across, as well as a good, sturdy pen. Just for fun, she made sure it was black and gold to remind you of her, and you carry the notebook everywhere you go. -Perhaps the sweetest gift she’s given you was the matching earring to the one she wore as a Sephirah- she gave it to you as a way of confessing her affections. You don’t wear it that often anymore, since she swapped her own out for the small gold pair, but occasionally you’ll both wear the matching pair for fun. It makes her smile when she sees you wearing it in the hallway. -One day she swears she’ll give you one of her rings. One day.

Receiving: -She’s rather neutral on being gifted things, except if, again, they’re practical or have some sweetness put into them. If you like hand making small crafts, she’ll absolutely accept one as a gift. For example if you make her a bookmark or a coaster for her teacup, she’ll internally melt. -Another thing she’ll always accept is matching jewelry. Just like her own rings and earrings, if you gift her one half of a pair, she’ll make sure to wear hers whenever you wear yours. -But Binah really doesn’t need you to give her gifts to know that you love her, and if you worry about it, she’ll just tell you that you are the best gift the world has ever given her, and nothing could ever be lovelier.

Words of Affirmation:

Giving: -Probably the weakest of the love languages for Binah, in terms of giving it. She’s just not a very openly lovey-dovey person, and while she’s good at going off on cryptic tangents, she’s not very good at verbally expressing herself. -It’s mostly because she finds little need for words when in your presence- you seem to bring out this blanket of calm and peace whenever you’re nearby, and she wants nothing more than to quietly relish the feeling with you by her side. -Occasionally you’ll hear her whisper “I love you” when you’re in her arms, or a soft pet name, but for the most part you’re both content just existing with each other. -She does try to tell you that you did well after a particularly difficult Reception, and even back in L Corp she would always give you a small pat on the head after suppressing an Abnormality- she’s trying her best. -But once in a while, you’ll catch her watching you from across the table, and when you pipe up and ask about it she’ll flatter you with a long and eloquent compliment, a faint smile on her face as she watches you stumble over your words in response. It’s almost like a surprise, and she does like surprising you.

Receiving: -All her life, Binah has been complimented mainly about how good she was at her job, at maiming, slaughtering. And every time, the praise brought nothing to the emptiness she felt, they were just meaningless words to fill the air. -But when you compliment her, it’s so… genuine. You compare her to stars and flowers and the moon, because you truly think that she’s beautiful, that she’s intelligent, that she’s strong and elegant and incredible. And when you say it, she does feel like all the things you praise her to be. -It surprises her when you tell her she’s gentle and kind. She was Garion, and now she’s Binah, and both are known for their cold, sadistic tendencies- and yet here you are, with the brightest smile on your face, complimenting her to the Head and back. -Her favorite phrase, though, is simple and a little cliche. It’s when you lean your head back to look at her and say “I love you” for all the world to hear. There’s no hesitation in your voice, no doubts in your mind. If there’s anything that flusters her even slightly, it’s that.

[werewolves-are-real]

I keep promising myself that ONE DAY, I will do enough research into 1800s China to write a proper Temeraire fic taking place there. But there's sooooo much I would want to research first. Even if I skimmed over court details as much as possible - which I don't want to do, tbh - it would just feel very shallow. And it's hard to properly flesh out any characters without any understanding of court life, dynamics between different classes... also just, you know, common beliefs? Attitudes? Religious beliefs too, etc etc.

One day! Hopefully. And we just get so little of Mianning (much less the other Chinese characters) it's hard to do them justice :( Doesn't help that no one really wants to tell Laurence or the aviators what they're actually thinking lol.

[arolesbianism]

I trip and these spill out of my pockets

[w-corp-clerk-anon]

So.... uhmm... -"How do we tell them?" -"Well Aisha... I did not expected for the "new" person to panic afther seeing the beholders making bets" -"More like you did not expected the free rhynoplasty" -"and the broken rib, these bandages are itchy..." -"Gotch-ya clerk boss" -"Thanks Lars, so what i wanted to say..." -"Allow me to do it, you can tag later" -"Imagine being sent to check out on the stranded employee from another world" -"then accidentally jumpscaring them" -"that's where the broken nose came from" -"you should be resting you hard-headed idiot" -"Geez Aisha, no need to be rude" -"She has a point" -"You too Gary?" -"Well, where i was.. oh right... imagine getting punched hard enought to break your nose but not hard enought to faint" -"Then end up offering a tour around the place while at the same time cursing like a mute sailor, and don't make me faces, i saw you do that thing with your hands when you're mad" -"now imagine that during the tour, Io and behold, 4 claws, 2 beholders, an arbirter and several low ranked fixers becoming the reason why the Train WG-427 hasn't been able to leave from the station" -"now you know where it goes, and i will resume it fast, Interlooper stares at the staff that came from the head, Interlooper has a panic attack, clerk-boss here tries to help her calm down, a bad reaction from the interlooper involves a punch towards the chest, clerk-boss barely dodges and ends up with most of their right side ribs shattered due to the sheer force of the punch" -"wich makes me wonder... how the fuck are you still alive" -"2 things, 1) i don't know, and 2) is likely due to the ampules box i was holding at the time, speaking of wich, i have to still send the fine i got from K-corp for damaging company resources towards that woman" -"and that kind-of explains why they where missing"

[beeapocalypse]

very simple pudel ref to figure out their colors and shapes

do not know if ive talked abt them. rescue corps recruit who joined up in order to get off of hocotate after an apocalyptic break up. published author who throws their entire heart into research for new novels (had been writing a romance before the breakup, has a half finished first draft rotting away untouched and an inability to either trash it or finish it), loves to go on hikes for fun

[spark-circuit]

My Library of Ruina merch arrived from ChikosWorkshop on Etsy! :)

[hackett-out]

im starting my new job tomorrow

im both excited and terrified

[quibbs126]

I need to inject the setup of the Galaxy Team from Legends Arceus into Transformers

Basically I just want Cybertron to have a similar setup of having various divisions within their society tasked with different things. I’d be more specific, like saying the Autobots being the group that does this, so there are bots that are just normal civilians, but that doesn’t seem to be what the Autobots generally are

It depends, but they really seem like just a military force/response faction to the Decepticons for the war, and then remaining afterwards because of how pivotal the war was to Cybertronian society, they aren’t necessarily the general governing force of Cybertron. They are in Animated, but that’s also a world where the Autobot-Decepticon War already happened, so it kind of falls into another war remnant

I guess what I’m trying to say is, I want Cybertron to have a setup of different corps that manage different sections of Cybertronian society. At least before the war, since I imagine that and the destruction of the planet means it can’t really stay. Hell, maybe you could use the Thirteen Primes here and say that that position belongs to the leader of each group

[anauwhere]

Sometimes i think about that post/comment (I forgot)that said that puritan zoomers would put a banner tw death in a cemetery cause it was too real

[arolesbianism]

I may not be authorized to have lob corp character options given I've only read at best 30% of the story and only because of me watching playthroughs while I play but also I need everyone to give more of a shit abt Lisa right now she's literally the best one objectively because I said so

[mastemamothpriest]

Whet if we made a chain showing off stuff related to our F/O's but give no context?

Here, I'll start with my 4 F/O's