#silute

[battle-subway-ghost]

Got the headpiece working as intended... Not putting on the rest of the outfit until its actually the right time.

[writers-potion]

The most compelling fiction has death hovering over the Lead throughout. Besides physical death, there are two more types of deaths in fiction: (1) psychological and (2) professional.

Psychological Death

In a gray world with uncertainties and challenges, many go on a search for a reason to live.

If you character is not able to find peace with himself, he will die inside. That will lead to a physical death through suicide, in the most extreme case.

If someone has the object of his desire close at hand, and not having it will mean everlasting loss, we can understand that there will be some dying inside if the object is not realized.

Professional Death

If there is a professional duty that is a major part of our existence, we are in good territory for fiction.

We can set up a situation where a loss in this duty can mean the end, or at least a massive silution of our professional life

What keeps the reader reading is worrying about what the Lead is going to lose.

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🖱️References

Reference: <Write Great Fiction: Plot and Structure (techniques and exercises for craftin a plot that grips readers from start to finish)> by James Scott Bell

[foralteregos]

What do you enjoy most about your OC’s stories? Is it a specific character, or moment, or theme in them?

well it depends, but its mostly the theme or at least context that made me create the whole story/the context the story eventually got

acm is probably one of the most easiest examples i can give:

when i first created acm, maybe 2023 id say, i was just hyperfixating on a series and, not caring about canon. not caring about what other people had to say about my headcanons of the actual characters, i was having fun

i eventually just. lost interest, and especially the fandom scared me, but i didnt want to leave acm considering its a project ive been thinking acm/my aus for years. and my friend came up with a simple silution: turn them into ocs.

and it helped, i got to design them the way I wanted, the fandom couldnt hurt me for having headcanons anymore, but still i felt horrible that one of my most favorite fandoms just. didnt feel right anymore

so, i abandoned it for a couple months. i moved on, yes, but it still lingered in my mind.

i eventually repicked up acm, and continued it, and i did eventually feel a little better.

but the original source material still stays around in my head, im too worried to pick it back up cause of thr fear that even caused me to leave it in thr first place

and equinox himself DOES go through the situation i did: losing love and interest in something you raised and nurtured for practically years.

instead: equinox doesnt abandon it immediatly: he attempts to destroy it.

break all the universes; and that means equinox can be free from his own creation.

however, it backfires. the universe doesnt exactly break, more so it corrupts like a file per say

and equinox does abandon it after: hes forced to eventually confront future (who is technically comatose rn) about the abandonment; and after a large arguement, equinox finally picks future (and many other universes up) and fixes it: nobody in that universe immediately forgives equinox, but he does feel better about the situation and apologizes for almost killing everyone

and equinox does somewhat go through thr original universe situation? although in acms case its more so a universe equinox accidently killed and broke as a attempt to fix a certain problem, which eventually lead into him making the aus, and then the aus break, and eventually equinox goes crazy. if that makes sense

i love my ocs <- half awake and cant express words right

[essfeed]

Lithuania announces the emergence of H5N1 bird flu outbreak

An outbreak of highly pathogenic H5N1 avian influenza, commonly known as bird flu, was reported on a layer farm in Lithuania’s Silute district, according to a recent article by Reuters citing the World Organisation for Animal Health (WOAH). This outbreak resulted in the death of 20,000 birds out of a total flock of 246,387, with all remaining birds being culled to prevent further spread of the…

[444names]

Names generated from Italian forenames, combined with Italian forenames backwards

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[judzentis]

Kodėl keleiviai nenori važiuoti Šilutės autobusais?

Šią baltą žiemos dieną nusprendžiau truputį pasidomėti, kodėl žmonės nelabai (švelniai tariant) nori važiuoti „UAB Šilutės autobusų parko“ (toliau ŠAP) autobusais.

Kadangi pats esu šilutiškis, pastebiu senus, gremėzdiškus, dūmijančius, pakiūžusius ir pustuščius Šilutės autobusus, važiuojančius tiek mieste, tiek užmiestyje. Kyla klausimas, kodėl jais naudojasi gan mažai žmonių. Nemažai keliauju ne tik Lietuvoje, tad matau, kaip kitur yra sprendžiamos visuomeninio keleivių vežimo užduotys ir daugmaž įsivaizduoju, kas yra geras viešasis transportas, o kas nelabai. Deja, galvojant apie Šilutės autobusus, apima gilus liūdesys, nes juos priskirčiau tai antrai kategorijai, kuri nėra sektinas pavyzdys.

Tad pabandysiu panagrinėti, kokios problemos kamuoja Šilutės autobusus bei kodėl keleiviai vengia jais važiuoti ir kaip būtų galima tai pakeisti. Todėl tekstas nebus trumpas.

Susipažinimą su situacija pradedu nuo interneto svetainės - www.silutesautobusai.lt. Svetainė jau gerokai morališkai pasenusi, tiek dizaino, tiek funkcionalumo prasme. Reikia pagirti, kad bent jau yra pritaikyta mobiliesiems įrenginiams. Vaizdinė autobusų medžiaga, tikrai neskatina rinktis ŠAP paslaugų, nuotraukos prastos kokybės, autobusai nuotraukoje ne pirmos jaunystės. Žiūrint iš vartotojo (keleivio) pusės, pliusas, kad tituliniame puslapyje iškarto galima rasti nuorodą į tvarkaraščius, bet tik tiek.

Atsidarius tvarkaraščių nuorodą, deja matau tik formaliai įgyvendintą reikalavimą, kad tvarkaraščius pateikti reikia. Pats pateikimo būdas nelabai aiškus, reikia gerai pasigilinti, norint suprasti, kiek kartų per dieną važiuoja autobusai vienu ar kitu maršrutu. Nėra jokios galimybės matyti visų galimų maršrutų iš tam tikros stotelės (juk keleiviai važiuoja net tik iš Šilutės autobusų stoties). Tad informacijos apie maršrutus pateikimas ir patogumas keleiviams yra labai nekokybiškas. Nekalbu apie informacijos pateikimą fiziškai autobusų stotelėse, ten situacija turbūt dar graudesnė.

Toliau, pats maršrutų sudarymas ir autobusų dažnumas, man kelia nemažai klausimų.

Pvz.: kai į Rusnę važiuojama tik trečiadienį ir šeštadienį ir tai tik 1 kartą dienoje. Nuvažiavus į Rusnę (ar atvirkščiai), kaip grįžti? Tiesa yra dar vienas maršrutas Šilutė – Rusnė – Uostadvaris, bet čia tiek visokių išlygų ir išimčių ir jis gan painus, todėl neaprašinėsiu.

Kita problema, pvz.: jei reikia nuvažiuoti į Švėkšną (vieną didesnių miestelių rajone), yra net 3 skirtingi maršrutai. Tiesa, reisų daugiau nei į Rusnę, bet sužiūrėti visas galimybes, kaip nuvykti į Švėkšną, reikia peržiūrėti 3 maršrutus. Jokios galimybės susirasti informaciją tiesiogiai, kokie visi galimi maršrutai tarp 2 stotelių.

Visų maršrutų neanalizuoju, bet kyla klausimas, kada paskutinį kartą buvo peržiūrėti maršrutai, autobusų dažnumai, atsižvelgta į keleivių srautus? Atsakymo nerandu, bet panašu, kad senai.

Kita problema, pustuščiai autobusai, pvz.: miesto autobusas vadinamas Antrukas. Ne kartą mačiau didelį, nepatogų autobusą, kuriuo važiuoja 1-2 žmonės. Pats neatsimenu, kada važiavau šiuo autobusu. Ir žinau kodėl nevažiavau. Visų pirma, maršrutas išraitytas nelogiškai per miestą. Antra, normalios ir patogiai prieinamos informacijos, kada toks autobusas važiuoja, nebuvimas, verčia rinktis kitus būdus keliauti. Čia matau, neatsakingą resursų naudojimą, kai leidžiamas neproporcingas autobusas pagal keleivių srautus. Ir vėl kyla klausimas, kada paskutinį kartą buvo daryta kokia nors analizė tokio maršruto? Man neteko girdėti.

Ne kartą teko matyti ir situaciją, kai į tarpmiestinį maršrutą išleidžiamas miestui pritaikytas autobusas (pvz.: į Klaipėdą), kuris yra nepatogus ilgesnėms distancijoms. Čia vėl atbaidomi keleiviai.

Neteko girdėti informacijos iš ŠAP, kaip jie pritaikė vietos maršrutus atsiradus traukiniui į Klaipėdą. Jei kokie pasikeitimai ir buvo, apie juos žino turbūt tik ŠAP darbuotojai ir keli keleiviai, kurie priversti važinėtis autobusais, nes neturi kitų alternatyvų.

Pabandžiau pažiūrėti kaip ŠAP sekasi finansiškai. Deja, svetainėje pateiktos ataskaitos už 2016 metus, o jau artėja metas, kai reikėtų teikti ir už 2018 metus. Iš ataskaitų (ir viešos informacijos) matau, kad apyvarta 2016 metais mažėjo, keleivių taip pat mažėjo, tiesa, pelnas kiek paaugo (nuo €40 tūkst. 2015 m. iki €70 tūkst. 2016).

Pagal rekvizitai.lt duomenis, darbuotojų taip pat mažėja ir yra visu 20 mažiau nei numatyta etatų (šiuo metu dirba 72, o etatų yra 92 pagal 2016 m. duomenis). Priežastis gan aiški, palyginti maži atlyginimai, vidurkis kiek daugiau nei €660 „ant popieriaus“, kas yra gerokai mažiau nei Lietuvos vidurkis (~€936 „ant popieriaus“), todėl nenuostabu, kad trūksta darbuotojų, o dirbantys nėra labai motyvuoti.

ŠAP svetainėje taip pat pavyko rasti, kad 2018 metais buvo 2 viešieji pirkimai įsigyti vieną naudotą (ne senesnį nei 2000 m.) tarpmiestinį ir 2 naudotus (ne senesnius nei 2010 m.) priemiestinius autobusus. Tiesa, nežinau ar pavyko ką įsigyti, nes tokios informacijos nėra. Bet išvada paprasta, perkami ne pirmos jaunystės autobusai, taip papildant ir taip jau seną parką.

Seni autobusai, dar viena priežastis kuri atbaido keleivius. Turbūt nereikia daug aiškinti kodėl. Seni daugiau genda (didėja rizika vėlavimo ar neatvykimo), yra nepatogūs, prastai šildomi, garsiai veikia, ne ergonomiški ir t.t. ir pan. Nėra malonu važiuoti tokiais autobusais.

Akivaizdu, kad viešasis transportas yra apleistas, neūkiškai valdomas, todėl turime tikrai nekokią situaciją. O galėtų būti atvirkščiai, galėtumėme būti pavyzdys, kaip reikia tvarkytis, tiekti kokybiškas paslaugas, gerinti gyventojų susisiekimą viešuoju transportu ir gyvenimo kokybę.

Keletas idėjų, kaip galima būtų pagerinti susidariusią situaciją

Visų pirma, reikėtų padaryti patogią tvarkaraščių peržiūrą, su platesnėmis galimybėmis, pvz.: paieška iš konkrečios stotelės visų galimų maršrutų. Taip pat, sukurti ir mobilių įrenginių sprendimą (programėlę), tvarkaraščiams, o tokių pavyzdžių ir sistemų yra, tereiktų prie jų prisijungti.

Antra, reikėtų peržiūrėti visus esamus maršrutus, jų keleivių srautus. Įvertinti, kurie naudingi, kurie ne. Suderinti autobusus su keleivių kiekiu, kad nevažiuoti dideli tušti autobusai, švaistydami brangų kurą ir smarkiai teršdami pervežant tik kelis žmones.

Atnaujinti autobusų parką, naujais, ekologiškais, ergonomiškais, nedideliais autobusais, kurie negenda, kuriuos prižiūrėti lengviau. Finansavimą galima gauti iš taršos kvotų pardavimo kitoms valstybėms, kur keletas kitų rajonų jau pasinaudojo tokia galimybe įsigyti autobusų. Taip pat, galima rašyti ES projektus, parko atnaujinimui. Resursų tikrai galima atrasti ir likvidavus nenaudojamą turtą ir pan.

Peržiūrėti miesto ir rajono maršrutus, ištirti žmonių keliavimo įpročius. Kaip ištirti? Mobilių ryšių operatoriai turi nemažai informacijos, kaip juda mobilūs telefonai (ir jų savininkai), kur didžiausi srautai, kuriuo laiku ir pan., tokiais duomenimis gali pasidalinti su savivaldybėmis. Iš šių duomenų, galima daryti išvadas, kuriuos maršrutus tankinti, kur jų trūksta, o kur per daug.

Suderinti vietos autobusų maršrutus su traukiniu Šilutė – Klaipėda. Taip pat suderinti autobusų maršrutus, pvz, Rusnė – Šilutė, ir Šilutė – Žemaičių Naumiestis ir pan.

Pritaikyti autobusų maršrutus turizmo sezonui, į Kintus, į Ventę, Mingę, Rusnę, suderinant su keltais į Nidą. Tvarkaraščius išversti bent į anglų kalbą, kad užsienio turistai galėtų orientuotis.

Peržiūrėti Antruko maršrutą, padarant jį daugiau draugišką miestiečiams, įrengiant logiškas stoteles, aiškų važiavimo grafiką, pvz.: kas pusvalandį piko metu ir kas valandą ne piko. Įrengti informacines švieslentes apie autobusų važiavimą miesto stotelėse, taip, kaip yra Augustovo mieste Lenkijoje. Gal būt reikia ir antro maršruto iš Pagrynių.

Tapti atviriems ir aktyviems, kviesti miestiečius persėsti į naujus, švarius autobusus.

Taip, tai ilgalaikis procesas, kuris vaisius duos ne iškarto, tačiau visos priemonės įmanomos, nereikalauja stebuklingų ir didelių resursų, o naudą pajustų ne tik rajono gyventojai, bet ir svečiai, juk esame turizmo kraštas.

[odorlessless]

In the morning. Remembered our old roads on the hometown with bestfriend’s. #draugai #lithuania #lietuva #silute #lithuanian #littlelithuania #little #road #morning (at Silute)

[oldstar1960]

FK Silute.Lithuanian football team

[gaystarjay]

I want to commit a murder

[tinovalduvieco]

Contrallum del  Far de Calella com inici del mes de juny .

Calella.Maresme 01-06-2022

©Tino Valduvieco

[markipliers-madhouse]

Chapter 1, Part 1: Beginning Shift

The building, when most drove by it, was absolutely an eye catcher. It was obviously new, in contrast with the other buildings at least, next to a few small businesses and a motel just across the street. This part of L.A. was mainly a tourist spot, filled with vibrant signs and flashing windows to try and get newcomers to come into their doors for a quick buck. This building was like that as well, but in it's own, unique way. It was just a one story building, having large, colorful tinted windows around the edge to not reveal what layed inside, but dimmed lights could still be seen through it, giving some of the objects inside a faint silhouette but never enough to determine what they were. The walls outside were even painted in small light, yet still vibrant colors, a few posters decorating it and having the special protective layer of plastic over them so people couldn't steal them. The most noticeable thing, however, was a vibrant sign that laid at the front, right above two double doors that still weren't seen through, like the windows. The sign was a neon sign, in the middle containing a cartoonish smiling face with a silute of something, supposedly one of the characters inside. Underneath it was another silhouette, this time with a more threatening, but still cartoonish, smile, having claws outstretched to the viewer. In between these characters, read the words "Markiplier's Madhouse". And that's where Tim was going for the next full week.

"...Well, this must be it." he said to himself once he parked the car and turned off the engines, but didn't get out of the car just yet, finding himself taking a moment just to stare at the building in front of him. The building he'd be spending five nights exactly at.

Tim was the only car parked in the small parking lot of the establishment, making sense since he'd be the only visitor there. Despite having a driver's license, he didn't really have a car of his own, never really being able to afford one and being content with taking the bus to places. Though, since it was extremely late and no busses really stopped near this location, Tim was grateful for one of his close friends being fully willing to let him borrow theirs, so he was very much mindful of where he parked it, leaving it right at the front of the building. He looked up at it through the windows in awe, although to others there was no reason too. It was just another flashy building in the middle of L.A. to get people's attention and their curiosity, nothing more. But this was actually very important to Tim, since he would be the first one to step inside. This building was actually a new attraction being made, a new horror attraction that would be based on a very famous person, so being one of thousands to actually make it inside would very much be a big deal. He remembered hearing talk of this attraction being planned, people seeming excited to see what this YouTuber had in mind and what surprises he brought along with it. And when he announced that one person would go in this one of a kind attraction, and be granted with a large prize, it made sense for the fans to go crazy about it and flock over to where he said the location would be. For the first few weeks, the place was usually always packed, but nobody could ever go inside. The doors were locked, the windows shut tight, and there already was a guard there to make sure nobody tried to break in. One guy even tried to throw a brick inside to at least get a glimpse to see what they had in store, but the windows were thicker than they thought, and if anything only caused a dent in the glass as the guard tackled him. Tim never went over to those gatherings, always getting his information of what happened from other people on the Internet, and he didn't want to get into any sort of trouble. But that didn't stop him from being just as excited with his friends and having many talks of what could be inside the attraction. People already knew absolutely that it had to do with something with FNaF, it was coming from the King of Five Nights at Freddy's, after all. The posters outside showed cartoon characters of the supposed animatronics inside having robotic details to them, the neon signs and vibrant colors having a very 80's sort of theme to them, and when people could catch glimpses of the silhouettes inside they could swear they saw arcade machines and tables and balloons. One person said they saw something hang from the ceiling and crawl into the roof, but not many people believed that one since nobody could even see the ceiling through the silhouettes.

When it was announced that the attraction would take one person in to test it out for the first time ever, a petition showed up for people to sign in and have the chance to randomly be selected into becoming the first player, and it was no surprise when over thousands signed up to join in. Not the entire subscription base of the YouTuber, since it was hard for people to come over from out of state or even out of the country, but Tim had seen people were so willing that they had already flown over and had a higher chance to get in. On the first day, when there were already barely a thousand, Tim didn't want to get his hopes up and didn't try to sign up, doing this for many reasons. One being clearly the amount of people, knowing it'd be slim to none to get in, but another reason was his experience with horror. Tim thought of himself as an average guy when getting into horror, only playing a handful of games when his friend's were beside him and were there to be just as scared or poke fun at it, making the situation a bit less scary, but the thought of being into an entire horror attraction by himself was a bit of an overwhelming one. Though, as the days went by and the deadline for the sign ups drew closer, even more news and details of the event being brought up, his curiosity did increase more and more. Sure, the idea was a nervous one, but the thought of being at least a little bit involved in something this big did sound very exciting, and when mentioning a prize it did give him a bit more hope for what could happen. Him and his roommate weren't exactly doing well financially wise, barely living up to it as it was and him being unemployed for a while didn't help, so maybe this was the push he needed to get a more proper start to his life. And, if he did fail miserably at this challenge, it would still be a very interesting experience to talk about and share with, and maybe it could still help just a bit more. So, with that in mind, he filled up the petition as his friends egged him on, knowing just as much his chances were slim so tried to have a bit of fun with it. The week that followed after that, at times, he did feel a bit anxious at the results, but most of the time didn't think too much of it since he knew that one person against thousands of others almost exactly like him wouldn't matter much. He wasn't sure when or how it would be announced, so he was very much caught off guard when, on the exact date of the deadline, he found a very interesting email in his inbox. The email caught him off guard because it addressed him directly, and didn't look like the scams or ads he'd get all the other times, never really getting emails except for that or when there was an update on an online game he was playing. When he read it, a wave of emotion hit him like a train, but the main one was shock. It said he had gotten accepted in being the first tester of the new attraction Markiplier's Madhouse, being the winner of the random raffle they held.

After rereading the emails countless times, he immediately ran to his friends to get emotional and physical help with this, his nerves and adrenaline being through the roof, but feeling a high sense of excitement with it that he hadn't felt in a long time. After his friends settled down with just as much excitement, they went to help their friend out by going to get what the email asked for, professional security clothes that were mandatory for the attraction's appearance. After they helped with that, and waited for the day of his arrival, they helped him get "trained and prepared" for the day of his first shift, which really meant making him play some of the FNaF games and messing around some more. But now, he was finally here, right in front of the building which laid possible horror inside for him to face. And, in all honesty, he didn't feel that much prepared. A mix of emotions went through him as he continued to stare up at the building, the only lights coming from it were the neon sign and the dim lights inside barely shining through the windows. He was nervous, that he was sure about, and it was for multiple reasons. What he should expect inside, what the robots looked like, all the things he had to do to "survive the night", if there were any surprises he wouldn't be prepared for, things like that. But, at the same time, he couldn't help but feel excited, having an odd sort of thrill to doing something like this. He remembered when he and his friends tried one of those horror mazes at theme parks and carnivals, how they would be scared together and laugh a bit at all the gory and spooky costumes that would jump at them. He remembered having a good time with that, even if he knew this time he would be alone. Still, this would surely be an experience like no other, and he was all too willing to give it at least a shot and do his best. Tim was very much one to look towards the bright side even if it was barely there, being usually optimistic about things and thinking the best in whatever situation, believing that he could do whatever he can to help. Most thought he was just naive and soft, like he was told as a kid, but he tried to not let any of that stuff hold him down and still continue what he loved doing.

And when he glanced at the clock on the dashboard of the car, maybe not being late for his first shift was not a good way to do that.

"Oh shit-" he said out loud, unable to stop himself from swearing as he saw the clock read 11:56. He knew, both from the email and the games, that the job started at 12 AM midnight, and since he didn't really know if there were things he had to do to get into the building he didn't want to risk it and decided now would be a good time to head inside. Finally stepping out of the car, he quickly closed the door behind him and fumbled with the keys to lock it, shoving them back in his pocket where his phone usually would be. He read in the email how they didn't want him to bring a phone or any camera device since they didn't want pictures of videos to be leaked out, wanting whatever to be inside to be a surprise to the rest of the public. Tim absolutely understood that, knowing this would be a big deal (and he didn't want to lose his first job by breaking the rules), so he kept his phone in the car. As he walked up to the glass doors, he suddenly realized something. How exactly was he supposed to get in? He knew that the doors were locked before, seeing many people trying to pull them open and the previously mentioned guy with the brick, he surely wasn't given any sort of keys, and he didn't see anyone else that would let him inside, so what now? He began to worry if he was missing something, maybe thinking the email gave him specific instructions to get inside, but as he made it to the doors he still gave it a pull to test it out. And, to his surprise, the door opened up with ease, as if it hadn't been locked for months. He was surprised when he saw how easy it was to get in, considering if they just had unlocked it for him tonight or it was some sort of door locking technology he'd heard about on TV. Regardless, he still knew his shift would be starting soon, so not wanting to waste anymore time he soon stepped inside, letting the door close behind as he looked around.

" ...Holy...Wow..." He'd be lying if he said the inside of the building wasn't at least a little impressive, because it surely was. It looked exactly how those old pizzeria's would look in the 80's and in the FNaF games. The room Tim was in was definitely the main room, being very big and having different hallways on different sides that lead to different places. The main room had two rows of tables in the middle, party hats, paper plates, and confetti littered on the surface. Near the walls were both a few arcade machines, skeeball games and other ticket base games. On the walls were a few more posters that showed more designs of the animatronics, still looking as cartoony and friendly as the ones outside. Balloons were tied to the tables, chairs, or were just floating in the corner and decorative streamers hung from the ceiling. The only lights that lit the room were stage lights that also were held on the ceiling, the dim yet vibrant colors being slowly twirled around to make the area more lively, in a sense. In the room, however, there was one corner that stood out the most. Sure, in one corner there was a prize booth with loads of merch and plushes surrounding and in another there was a baby sized ball pit surely meant for the toddlers that would come, but this one was definitely the main part of the room.

It seemed to be a small stage, big enough to hold a person or two, and the base being made out of shiny wood to add more to the bright aesthetic around it. When the lights would go over to it, the curtains would reveal to be a dark purple color with white sketches of stars, hearts, and other friendly shapes to decorate it. A few rows of cheap looking fold-up chairs were a few feet away from the stage, leaving a large gap where the floor had a softer padding than the rest, suggesting that's where kids would sit and be entertained by whatever laid behind the curtain. But it was the implications of what lay behind the curtain that was the most curious to Tim, knowing that in these types of situations that stages with large curtains rarely meant any good implications. Tim stood there for a long moment, staring at the curtains as he tried to think of what to do. This was a horror attraction, so everything put before them was for a good reason. Was he supposed to peak behind the curtains? Maybe get prepared for what he faced? Well, now that he thought of that, that'd be the easiest way to get a cheap jumpscare in, so it led to many risks. He continued to stare at the curtains, thinking that if he looked long enough they'd just open and reveal whatever (or whoever) laid inside, since there were no cracks or partial openings to reveal even an inch of what laid inside. Even the lights, when they would glide over the curtain, showed nothing, which only furthered his wonder of what could lay inside. And he knew it only took one thing to do, one simple act of just opening the curtains. That could be a good thing, putting an end to his curiosity and at least knowing one of the many things out to "get him", but on the other hand that would be pretty terrifying, having a feeling if they were to open it could add more to his risks and scares for later.

Before he could consider maybe standing out in the open with a possible threat in the room maybe wasn't a good idea, a sudden beeping noise interrupted his thoughts, jumping a bit since there really weren't any other sounds in the room, being oddly quiet, he just now realized. The beeping wasn't coming from anywhere around him, however, since he heard it instead come from his wrist. Oh yeah, he nearly forgot his friends bought him a watch so that he wouldn't be late or miss the time when the power "inevitably" goes out, not taking it too seriously at the time. When he looked back at the cheap looking watch, he saw the numbers dimly flash with each beep that went off, but he was still able to read it. 11:59 PM. "...Shit," he said as he took a second to process the time, looking around frantically as he realized one very important thing. He had no idea where to go to even start off the attraction, being too caught up in just the first room. "Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit-" He kept cursing to himself (a bad habit he had while under stress) as he looked for any signs (literally or figuratively) that could lead him to the office, now seeing how the constant moving dim lights didn't really help with that. While he looked around (which really involved him staying in the same place and turning around a lot) he finally spotted something that could lead the way. In the main room there were many hallways that lead to different places, but most lead to either their own rooms or to just dead ends with more doors inhabiting it. One hallway, however, seemed much longer than the others, and while it also seemed to have other branching off rooms in it, the end of the hallway wasn't as near. "...Good enough," he said aloud, and since he knew he really didn't have many other options, and running out of time for his first deadline by the seconds, he decided to try it out, hurrying away from the spot he'd been standing in and still lightly cursing to himself under his breath. The curtains seemed the same, before completely shut and not revealing anything inside, but as he walked down the dimly lit corridor the curtains moved away barely an inch, something pink yet metallic carefully moving back the cloth to see who came for them and what they wanted. Even if he did notice the curtains barely opened, he wouldn't have seen anything. The faintly glowing yellow eye being covered up and blended in with the rest of it's vibrant, colorful surroundings.

The hallway was just as colorful and decorated as the rest of the place, unable to help himself from looking around at all the decor since he usually let curiosity get the best of him. This hallway had many similar things in the previous room, a few posters here and there, some more decorations hanging from the ceiling, the black and white tiles continuing their pattern except when a faint stain or two interrupted it. What was most noticeable, however, was the sudden use of drawing being taped or pinned to the walls. Some were scattered about, others were clumped together or being placed on one another, but all seemed to be drawn by children. They went out of lines, scribbled all over the places, giving a few distinct and random shapes for the characters, and handwriting Tim just couldn't make out as he walked by. Many different colorings were used for the drawings, some in crayon, others in marker or pen, and even a few just done in scribbled pencil, but almost all of them had vibrant, bright colors for the characters they drew. Even the material of the paper was different as well. Most were the usual white, cheap paper bought in stacks at stores, others seemed to be torn out of notebooks due to the faint lines in the background, and he even spotted a few to be made out of napkins, many tears in those that made the drawings pretty much impossible to make out.

Despite more of his curiosity creeping in, he decided to ignore it and maybe take a look at the drawings after his shift was done, not wanting to waste any more time then he already had. Though, he did wonder if kids actually did those drawings or adults had to do them, thinking since he was supposedly the first one here no one else would even have an idea of the animatronics except him (in a few hours, that is) and the people working there. He thought it was a bit funny to think, grown adults having their jobs doodling poorly drawn kids work just for the chance it could be looked at by people, but really nothing more than a background detail. He was sure there was probably a story element in there of some kind, remembering how one of his friends warned him (mainly as a joke) to look out for easter eggs or clue to help him better "survive", but he'd figured he'd follow that advice when he wasn't seconds away from being late.

Thankfully, it wasn't hard to finally find the entrance to where he'd be working, since at the very end of the hallway was just one doorway to the right, a new light shining inside from the room. It was a nice change from the dim lighting that was provided to him while here, starting to get the more creepy vibe from it when he was wandering around, so heading into the room didn't seem like a problem at all. As he made it to the door and looked inside, he had to say he was more than impressed (which was an easy thing to do for him, in many cases). He thought that they perfected the appearance of the party room he saw at the entrance, but the office looked like they pulled it right out of a FNaF game that didn't even exist yet. It was a pretty small, yet decently sized room, but every place he looked had at least something to make up for the small size. At one side it was pretty plain stuff, some file cabinets, unopened or empty boxes, more drawings scattering the walls, and even some stacks of fold of chairs with a swivel chair beside them. It was the other side, however, that was surely more eye-catching. It was closer to the door (the room only having one way in, and one way out), so he was able to see it clearly even if he only took one step inside. A large desk laid against the wall, two drawers inside having one closed and the other some sort of yellow cloth draped from out of the drawer. Underneath were more boxes, but seemed more colorful, one decorated as a present while the other just had some childish drawings on it. Speaking of, more drawings were taped to the walls, but seemed much more scattered now, fitting in with the new confetti wallpaper he hadn't noticed before in the other rooms. On the table was a lamp (the main thing giving him the light he needed), a fan that hadn't been turned on yet, a remote, and a picture frame that had those stock images of a blank icon with writing saying "Your Face Here", bringing out a light giggle from Tim when he saw it. In the wall behind the desk, being rather high up, seemed to be an open vent, a large red button being under it that glowed dimly but didn't do much to show what was inside. It was a bit uneasy to see how dark it was, knowing that it'd most likely be very important later, but continued to look around to see what else was in store, slowly walking in some more to see. Above the desk was a large, 90's looking TV, a cutout of a pink mustache being taped on the fronts while colorful and twisted antenas stuck on the top, most likely just for show to add more to the aesthetic of the place. For now, the TV just played static, being another source for light in this room that helped with the lamp greatly. It didn't do that much of a good job, however, since many other corners of the room were still left in darkness, like the one to the left next to his desk.

"...Well, this wasn't as bad as I thought!" he said to himself again, able to bring a small smile up as he began to feel more confident about this, "One door, one vent, one TV- Yeah, I got this!" As he looked back towards the desk, he saw the main reason why the lamp was doing a poor job at lighting the place. The lamp was one of those that you could bend the handle to face whatever direction you liked, he remembered seeing a few of those when he went out shopping and how many kids would mess around and play with them, and yet for some reason this one was aimed down at the desk, barely illuminating the things on the desk rather than the rest of the room as it was supposed too. Knowing it'd most likely help him out in the long run, he carefully grabbed the lamp and faced it upwards, immediately adding more light to its surroundings and not leaving it just to the TV. Tim smiled to himself again, feeling good he was getting somewhere even if he was just starting, but it was productive regardless. He figured he should probably take another look at his watch, wanting to be sure if it was time and if he should be ready for anything. When he looked towards it, however, he took a glance to his left as he did, and-

"...What the Heck is that!?" He nearly yelled, a bit louder than he liked as he took several frantic steps back, nearly hitting the wall as he stared wide eyed at what he saw. He didn't see it before, being covered up in the shadows and being near the darkest part of the room, but with the extra light added to the room it was much more clear now. Immediately he knew what it was, even if he hadn't really seen any others yet, but it was an animatronic. But something wasn't right about it. It didn't look polished or clean, or even over the top scary like he suspected some of the characters to be. It wasn't even standing, being slouched against the table and motionless, not reacting nor moving when Tim called it out. When he realized this, it was able to calm his nerves a bit more as he saw it didn't try to attack him or scare him. Not yet, so he was still cautious. The more he stared at it, however, the more he noticed things about it, that made him realize why it didn't do anything. It was broken. For one, it's entire chest was opened and exposed, but it was nearly hollow inside. It showed it's main endoskeleton, then some bits of wires and metals poking out or just hanging loose. It had actual clothes, being made out of cheap cloth and it's shirt being a print on design, but those were tattered and nearly shredded in places, revealing more of it's metal skin. There were other exposed holes on it's bodies, one large one on his arm, and each had more wires showing through as he remained motionless. As usual, curiosity got the best of him, so Tim stepped closer to get a better look. As he did, he noticed more things.

Before he just saw the matted hair of it and it's hollow eyes, but as he stepped closer he saw a few more details about the face. The animatronic actually had glasses, but they were cartoonishly small for the robot and cracked beyond use. It's not like it needed it, however, since both of it's eyes were completely empty, showing nothing but the darkness inside it's hollow head. It also had what seemed to be tears on its face, but not in a subtle way. The tears were light blue and started from the ends of its eyes to the bottom of it's cheeks, and it was just another added metal slab top to give it that effect, not even painted on. As if they didn't have much effort in doing that. Underneath the one of the "tears" he did see something else. A large crack in it's face that left a big whole there, supposedly leaving more darkness to be seen but did see something else. A few rows of metal, sharp teeth being stuck together, also unmoving and remaining still. It was a bit unnerving to see, looking incredibly real like they could bite off a finger without problem, so Tim shifted his focus to the other parts of the broken robot.

As he did, he just now realized that it didn't have any legs. It was a bit hard to tell, but the ends of where it's legs were cut off was tied up with his pants, so seeing the most likely broken mess of the legs was a bit more difficult. But that was the least of the robot's concerns (at least that's what Tim thought) since now he saw something even worse. It was a bit hard to see since it was almost covered up by shadows, but he saw now that it's right arm was completely gone, leaving nothing but the remains of an exposed endoskeleton and other robot parts.

"...Holy...What happened to you?" he said, unsure if he was just thinking out loud or actually asking the broken animatronic, "Looked like something just ripped the arm off without a problem. Who could even- What could even do-?" When he asked that, he realized something that made him stop, and made him feel a bit awkward for saying these things. This...It was probably part of the attraction. Made to look that way to add more to the creepy vibe. That's probably what the entire purpose of this animatronic being here was. To put him on edge. Well, he couldn't lie it did kind of work, in the beginning at least when he nearly pissed his pants because he thought it'd jump at him, but now that the shock was over and the more he stared at it, he couldn't help but...well, feel bad for it, which he really didn't know why. He knew it was more of a decoration than anything and just to add more to the place, but something about how broken it was. How ruthlessly torn apart it looked, and meant to look sad and pitied for made him feel sympathy for the thing, making him feel like he should do something for it. But do what? Just fix it in less than a night and make it look more pretty? He didn't have any sort of knowledge of doing something like that, and besides it was his first day and he just saw the thing, so he knew he couldn't do much. But, still, he kept staring at the thing, as if it would just look back if he stared at more. He knew it really couldn't do that, however, since the lack of eyes proved that. ...So, why the more he stared, he got the growing feeling of being watched-?

His thoughts were interrupted as a new sound suddenly came into the room, causing him to jump again in defense as he didn't realize how quiet the room had gotten. "Jesus-!" he said, looking around frantically again to see what the cause of the noise was this time. As he processed what exactly that sound was, however, it did calm him down a bit more, but still kept him on guard. It was a phone ringing, but seemed to be muffled since it was in one of the drawers on the desk. At this realization, he took a quick glance back at his watch. 12:00 AM. The attraction had officially started.

He didn't have much time to process that thought, since he didn't want to keep whoever was on the other end waiting. So, he hurriedly went closer to the desk and (after a quick opening of many of the wrong drawers, causing more light curses) found the phone inside one of them. It was an old phone by the looks of it, remembering seeing phones like these in old 80's/90's movies, and even in the FNaF games, so it did make sense for them to have something similar to that in this attraction. Not wanting to stall any longer, he soon picked up the phone, bringing it up to his ear to hear who was on the other end. In no time at all, he heard a voice, and it was undoubtedly familiar right from the start.

"...Hello? Hello hello?" The voice had started, sounding unsure of what they were saying, "Uh...hi! And welcome to your new job at Freddy Fazbears Pizza!" A moment of silence went by, but soon the other end was filled with laughter, as if the person on the other side couldn't keep it in for much longer. Tim didn't mind at all, however, since it actually brought a wide smile to his face when he recognized who it was. He even recognized the laughter, remembering it from so many playthroughs he watched multiple times. It was the man himself. Markiplier. That only got confirmed even more when the man on the other end, Mark, was able to control his laughter and bring it down to a few giggles, but was able to find his words again. "Oh, I-I'm just screwing with you, Tim, I'm just screwing with you! Sorry, I couldn't resist!" He laughed some more at that, but didn't laugh for long since he continued to talk. For a moment, however Tim was a bit surprised he called him out specifically by name, thinking that this would just be the phone call they use for every person who would 'work here' in the future. But nope. He heard it himself, the Markiplier knew his name. It gave him many good feelings, absolutely letting it get to his head, but also gave him much more hope and confidence for the night to come.

"...Mark? Marki- Holy shit, uh, h-hey!" He said into the phone, a wide smile on his face as nothing but excitement in his eyes, "I've never- I would've never even thought that-!" He would've continued his unprepared fanboying into the phone, actually being able to just speak to one of his idols, but stopped when Mark continued to talk on the other end. Not addressing him at all. "A-Alright, let me start this off 'Properly'!" he said, clearing his throat before Tim heard him shuffle some papers in the background. So he was reading off of something? Not only that, but he wasn't responding to Tim, despite clearly talking through the phone? That's when it hit Tim. This was a prerecorded message. With that realization, it did cause his smile to dip down a bit more, thinking Mark was just ignoring him at first, but even if Mark wasn't actually talking to him, it still just felt nice to have someone, really anyone on his side for the possible attraction based terrors he would witness. Sure, it may have just been phone calls, but it felt fun nevertheless. He paid attention again once Mark continued to talk after some more giggles, still having good feelings for having Mark talk to him, even if it were artificial. He knew it was important for him to listen, however, most likely going to be his only source of instructions, so he made sure to stay quiet and listen closely. Not being a problem at all since he'd been doing that with Mark for years.

"Hello, everybody! Or...just you!"

"My name is Markiplier, and welcome to Markiplier's Madhouse!"

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[eggobuggo]

Drawtober day 29

Type

This one is a little different as I have made a fact collection of the different types of monsters. A friend of mine picked out who I represented each type with.

My writing is bad so under the cut shall be the info in a more readable manner.

Humanoid monsters

Humanoid monsters

Includes mages,dwarfs,gnomes,elves,giants,orcs,fairies etc

No disguises.

Share many traits with humans.

Often have one defining trait eg mages do magic, elf’s have sharpened senses.

The most important that their eye glow is the weakest of all.

Valde mutata

Very inhuman

This includes ents, goblins, golems, trolls, gargoyles, Medusa’s etc.

Share little with humans.

Don’t have a disguise either.

All are quite distinct from one another.

Importantly the eye glow is the middle out of the 5 different types

Silut animal

Animalistic

This includes Naga, centaurs, harpies, avian folk, mers, fauns, lizard men etc

Half human half animal monsters.

Adopt behaviours of animal too.

They will always have a disguise.

Again I will mention important, they have the second brightest eye glow.

Bestia

Beasts

They include werewolf’s, dragon, griffins, hippogriffs, minotaurs, chimeras, and cat folk etc

Animal’s with human sentience basically the closet thing to a furry.

Behaviours are based of animal.

Some have disguises.

Senses are extremely heightened.

Intense eye glow the brightest of the lot.

Inmorti

Undead

Will include vampires, zombies, ghosts etc

All stem from dead things.

Sensitive to light.

Can only be killed through specific methods.

Pale as frick.

Eye glow is moderate.

[salem-ilmari]

CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT CHALLENGE 4: DOSSIER

general

Name: Salem Ilmari Nicknames: Sally, Lemon, Big Bird Gender: Cis male Pronouns: He/him Birthday: September 30, 1987 (Libra)

appearance

Faceclaim:  Kim Min-kyu Height: 190cm (6′3″) Build: Toned Build Hair Color: Dark Brown (Sformer) Hairstyle: Short and combed through (Sformer), His feathers are spiked up on his head (without Sformer) Eye Color:  Dark Brown  (Sformer), Gray (without Sformer) Scars/Markings/Tattoos: Salem has a straw yellow, seed-eater shaped beak with peach coloring on his face and neck. The hood of his head has a yellow green coloring which gradients to pine green metallic feathers, with his wings and tail tapering off to a bright ombre of blues and violets, at the tips.  Fashion Sense: He usually wears clothing that’s easy to fly in as shown in the picture below. He only wears a cloak in colder climates, but he’s pretty resistant to the cold. With an Sformer on, he usually wears neutral-colored, loose clothing that’s comfortable. 

background

Hometown: Mount Orodea, Silute, Marloken Romantic/Sexual Orientation: Homoromantic/Homosexual Relationship Status: Single Occupation: Navigator Hobbies: singing, drawing, painting, reading, traveling, flying

traits

Strengths: Very Responsible, Strong-willed, Dutiful, Direct, Honest, Create and Enforce Order, Jacks-of-all-trades Weaknesses:  Insensitive, Stubborn, Always by the Book, Judgmental, Often Unreasonably Blames Themselves Temperament: Phlegmatic - for the most part, he’s very agreeable. There will be times when he gets irritated by people he doesn’t particularly see eye-to-eye with.  Neutral Traits: Observant, Reserved, Low-Profile, Composed, Discerning, Insightful, Self-Conscious Dominant Hand: Left 

persona

Life Philosophy Values: "It's important to draw wisdom from many different places...If we take it from only one place it becomes rigid and stale." Ambitions: He actually has no idea what he wants to do with his life. Religion Affiliation/spirituality: Agnostic Favorite Time of Day: Early Morning Pet Peeves: Getting his feathers ruffled or dirty, bring late, people who can’t tell him that they want, not solving problems right away, miscommunication  Quirks: Salem does not sweat but finds the process of it interesting. He smells like cedarwood and spices. He has a large tea collection and can pretty much talk about tea preparation and origins for a while.  He laughs during inappropriate situations, especially when he’s nervous. 

[mathes0n]

yall may think that i exaggerate abt my mom sometimes but literally i went downstairs and asked if i could walk to the store and get some milk and she responded with a 10 minute speech about how “youre addiction to WHEAT and SUGAR and DAIRY is getting DANGEROUS, youre going to DIE if you keep eating like this, i will literally PAY you to lose weight” like i legit have to ask permission to eat food and get a 20 minute speech that ends with “no” like its getting really stupid 

[gatutor]

Cornell Borchers (Silute, Lithuania, 16/03/1925-Bavaria, Germany, 12/05/2014).