#sooo normal about fire motif so normal!!!!
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self-spaghettification · 1 year ago
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icicles don’t soften when they die. they sharpen into sabers and they stab you in the eye 🎵
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(i decided self-spaghettification is too long and im just tagging my art viiravos from now on because thats what my new instagram account is)
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desecrated-host · 1 year ago
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can you tell me more abt henr y emily 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
RUBS HANDS TOGETHER NEFARIOUSLY ok sooo basicallyyyy :3
henry co-founded fazbears with william and helped make the original animatronics . he had a daughter [charlotte "charlie" emily] that was killed by william after being locked outside of fredbear's diner , seen in take cake to the children [fnaf 2 minigame] and security puppet's minigame [fnaf 6] . The puppet [an animatronic] found his daughter outside after she was killed and layed down next to her , deactivating in the process because it was raining , letting her possess it .
hes theorized to be the desk man from fnaf world , a secret character that says alot of things but the only rly important stuff is from the circus baby ending . Image of the desk guy bellow
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in the circus baby ending , he talks about how hes made something terrible and he cant stop it . and then the lights go out , circus baby[the animatronic that killed elizabeth afton , williams daughter]'s voice says "the show will begin momentarily . everyone please stay in your seats" and when the lights come back on henrys head is on his desk and blood pools around his head . Me personally i think the desk man is him but its . Kinda weird with the ending because he dies in pizzeria sim . But i like thinking that so im ignoring how much that doesnt make sense
In pizzeria simulator , hes the cassette man that tells michael stuff throughout the game . tbh i havent payed that much attention to pizzaria sim but im insane abt the completion ending so im talking abt that
in the completion ending , scrap baby [circus baby but all fucked up] , scraptrap [that one ugly ass springtrap redesign] , and michael afton are all inside the building . henry sets the building on fire and starts talking over a cassette . His monologue is split up into parts directed towards different people in the building .
Elizabeth/scrap baby/everyone: he apologizes for interupting elizabeth ["if you still even remember that name"] , and says they havent been called here for what they think , and theyre in a "labyrinth with no exit , a maze with no prize" . "always chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber , always seeming so near yet always out of reach . but you will never find them . None of you will ." chat im normal
michael: he tells michael there was a way out , but he thinks thats not what he wants and hes exactly where he wants to be . henry says hes remaining nearby and the place wont be remembered , itll fade away like every tradgedy should .
everyone: he says theres peace waiting for most of them , but for one of them [william/scraptrap] the deepest pit of hell has opened waiting to swallow him whole ."so dont keep the devil waiting , old friend" old friend a gayass thing to call someone 🤣
charlie [his daughter]: he says he knew she wouldnt be content to die and its in her nature to protect the innocent , he apologizes for nobody being out there to save her and "i couldnt save you then , do let me save you now" .
he ends it with "this ends. For you and for all of us" and the tape ends . they all die in the fire together and its implied henry died in it too ? man all we know is how he died was a suicide of some sort . normal about the afton's fire motifs aaaaannddddd hit post
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scootarooni · 1 year ago
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For the reverse unpopular ask game thing: what are some of your favourite vocalsynth costumes / project diva modules / official arts for special events / etc.? Or favourite figurine, if that's an easier one to answer :D
ooooh gosh there's so many...I think I'll narrow it down to special events because otherwise I'm gonna talk both your ears off hehe
Magical Mirai:
2021 and 2022 are my absolute favorites! They pull off their respective themes soooo well and I already really really love fantasy and retro-future aesthetics ^_^
2021 has all these beautiful layers and florals going on...it kind of mimics Miku's iconic V2 silhouette in a way? but exaggerated to really sell the "magic" in "magical mirai". She is straight up a fairy bard to me-she has her microphone and speakers in her hair, her petal cape looks like fairy wings...and it's all tied so neatly together in Hidari's art style!! He's such a fantastic artist, I love his style sooo much (he also illustrated Mayu and Akikoloid-chan as well as worked on some Atelier and Fire Emblem games!)
And 2022 goes so insane for me. KEI's art is adorable in it's own right, I love her cute little wand, speakers and the little tamagachi-looking things on her waist. the dress and the boots remind me a bit of Ulala (which makes sense I suppose! Similar aesthetics?) but ohhhhh gosh does this miku come alive in the Future eve MV.....how her hair floats and bounces and flickers...........OUUUGH DUDE!! I cannot be normal about this miku at all.
I also really like the designs for the other cryptonloids for those years as well ^_^ 2021 Rin and Kaito and 2022 Kaito in particular! I have so much gender envy for 2021 Kaito...Princely characters have a chokehold on me....
Racing Miku:
2022 and 2024!! Techwear baybeeeee!! YES whatever the hell is going on with the bellybutton and crotch on 2022 is weird but the rest? No notes. And 2024 is a cool as hell techwear WITCH!! What da HELL!!!!!!!!!
Other:
Miku with you 2019. My love of flowers/florals showing up again lol. I also really love the color palette!! It may not come as a surprise to anyone based on the tags I've read on my art eheh but color is the first thing I notice/my favorite thing about art. The official art has these very pleasing muted tones that translated pretty well into figures. Or at least the nendoroid, since that's the one I own and can personally speak on. Her twin tails have this very light and gradual gradient from dark to light, and her off-white dress was given a satin finish, so it shines a little in the light! She's so beautiful ; 0 ;
Space Dive 2020 Gumi + Una! Space cat girlies! Looking at Gumi's in particular, its so cool and interesting how her base V2 design translates into her other designs. Like for V2, Space Dive and V6 in particular, they all share that sheer orange/yellow top that is worn beneath her other clothes.
SF-A2 Miki "2012 Edition". Hopefully this counts lol. As a certified Miki Enjoyer(TM) I hope this one was obvious eheh. Being that Miki is meant to look cybernetic, this fittingly feels like an upgraded Miki. She's sleeker, more refined, but is still unmistakably Miki. She's still got a similar silhouette, the star motifs, the fluff has been moved from her shoulders to her shoes, her cybernetic outline joint thingies are now on her clothing too, she's still got the blue and pink stripes........its just perfect for me yknow? I love when artists take a design and just rearrange the elements instead of coming up with something completely different. No offense to the V4 design we got because I still do very much like it......but man I wish we had gotten this for it instead *crossing my fingers for her SynthV vb*
I also love the wing attachment things and the lamb ears. Lamb/Ram miki is everything to me.
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fortunechaos · 9 months ago
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(for the ask game) what’s your favorite song currently and/or what’s your favorite cat breed
Hmm my favorite song recently has been the common cold (the epidemic) by The Paper Chase (I'm sooo normal about this band. I will not start info dumping about themes and motifs in their albums)
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My favorite cat breed is probably Ragdolls. My previous long haired cat Houdini who was my darling cuddly zen sweetheart cat for many years was a fire crested ragdoll (we basically only have cats of chance or shelter rescues so the fact that he was pure bread was just a fluke) and they are the most calm patient cats on the planet. Also incredibly soft.
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Our current long haired cat Rincewind is a mix but I think he probably has some Ragdoll in him because as soon as you pick him up he just flops on you and starts purring.
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Round 1 - Side A
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Propaganda below ⬇️
Louis de Pointe du Lac
french (creole) in the 1700s, has a crazy Ultra-Catholic brother that he builds a cathedral for on his property out of love, in which he gets turned i to a vampire after setting the place on fire in a drunken stupor because he was sooo damp lestat (insane vampire, also catholic but also not, it's complictaed) just couldn't resist, fire motif continues (he burns a lot of places to the ground, fire kills vampires, etc); denies himself human blood not because killing is wrong but because drinking human blood is a pleasurable experience (drinking blood is also how vampires have sex, so take this how you will), finds himself baby trapped in a toxic patriarchal nuclear family setting with lestat (not exclusive to catholics ofc but, come on) louis would not identify as catholic/religious but literally everything he does comes down to his immense catholic guilt complex and he believed genuinely for a very long time that he was going to hell for existing as a vampire (it's a metaphor)
episode 1 he has a whole breakdown in a confession booth about pimping, drinking, gay sex, etc. then his priest gets immediately murdered by a vampire and he then agrees to be turned by that vampire and to marry him (in his defense lestat is VERY dreamy) and keeps doing the same shit and worse but feeling extreme guilt about everything constantly. he keeps this up for 144 years and counting
He battles with faith so hard dude he spends like half his book being Catholically Guilty for his vampirism. It slaps
He got turned into a vampire after having a big gay crisis in a church. Iconic
Homura
she is a catholic lesbian whose girlfriend became god. she has been through so much.
shes such a lesbian for amdoke
Catholic guilt literally turned her into a demon
she literally watches everyone she knows die over and over and over again just so she can save madoka, the one girl who showed kindness towards her. when madoka ends up basically becoming god in order to stop the cycle of death and violence, homura RIPS AWAY THE HUMAN PART OF HER SOUL so that she can create a world where she and Madoka and their friends can live happily, effectively becoming the devil to madoka's god
She has so much religious symbolism when it comes to her relationship to Madoka. Madoka is God and Homura becomes Lucifer so that she can save Madoka and give her happiness. She literally rips God from heaven and rewrites reality though. The way she sees her self and shapes reality is through the lense of Catholicism.
most fucked up little catholic girl. we love that for her.
Okay homuras entire fuckin arc is stemmed from the fact she is Catholic. Look at her trying to save Madoka over and over again and suffering for it because she thinks if she suffers enough and works hard enough Madoka will stay. Normal people do not go into time loops willingly. Catholics will.
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ad-drew · 7 years ago
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The Shaman Society | An Excerpt, Part 11
So, got another excerpt ready to go! But the big news here is that I’ve finally finished the second draft of the manuscript, which means I’ll be opening up to beta readers soon, I hope. I’m probably going to be using betabooks, as it seems like an incredibly organized and helpful tool for beta reading. I’ll be making a post about looking for beta readers later on, but if anyone would like to get in an early request, go ahead and shoot me a message!
Tagging:@mania-junkie-writes, @seamusings, @haline-penthorn
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Rei glared at the yawning wound in the side of the warehouse. Harsh beams of moonlight filtered through the gaping hole, filling the otherwise pitch dark interior with a dull silver glow. Of all the places Saki could have taken her for training, did it have to be where two of her classmates had died yesterday? Bad enough to place looked like a scene out of a bad Duskwell horror flick at night.
“Could have picked a better spot,” she muttered.
Saki shook her head. “Normally, I would take you to Takama-ga-hara for training, but as we’re on an active investigation we should remain in the area in case another yōkai decides to strike. But this place is quiet and out of the way, and should provide a suitable substitute for the time being.”
“If you say so.” Rei wandered away from the busted wall, back into the warehouse. “So, we gonna start or what?”
Saki was already kneeling on the metallic floor of the warehouse, strips of blank paper tags spread out in front of her, along with a dish of black ink and calligraphy brush. “Whenever you’re ready to pay attention.”
Rei lowered herself to the floor with a grumble. “Get on with it, then.”
Saki dabbed the tip of the brush into the ink. “Shaman spells are typically an advanced form of training, taught only to those with the proper experience to wield them. However, you are correct in that all shamans must eventually learn them. Since you’re so eager, I don’t see the harm in teaching you the basics. Better you showing an interest in your work than running off on your own and causing trouble.”
Rei bit her tongue. “So, I take it you inscribe some sort of activation word on the tag?”
“As a matter of fact, yes. How…?”
“I’ve played a lot of video games, read a lot of books,” she said, with a wry smirk. “Easy enough to guess. No need to look so impressed.”
The slightest hint of a grin curled across Saki’s lips. “So, perhaps you’re not completely hopeless. But there is more to it. Both the ink and paper contain special properties making them highly absorbent of spiritual energy, and are found only in Takama-ga-hara. Combining ink with paper, transcribe a word insinuating the desired effect of your spell. For example.”
Rei tilted her head sideways, trying to get a better look at the kanji Saki wrote on the vertical strip of paper. “Kasai? Fire?”
“Indeed.” When Saki completed the calligraphy, she laid the tag flat over one palm and pressed her other hand over the top of it. “Finally, a shaman must channel an appropriate amount of ki from her soul gem into the tag, giving it the power to activate when called upon. A lengthy process, but necessary.”
“And by ‘lengthy’ you mean…?”
“Half an hour, on average.”
Rei’s brow shot upwards. “Per tag? Jeez, sounds like a nightmare if you want a full stack.”
“A good reason only to use them when you need to. Although, for the purpose of this lesson we won’t be so stingy.”
“Great, cool. Now what?”
“Now, you wait until I finish channeling so I can show you the next step.”
Rei pinched her thumb and forefinger against her eyes. Should have known asking for actual training would bite her in the ass. If these things took a half hour each to make, they’d be here all freaking night. Sounded about as much fun as watching ink dry.
“Try not to get too discouraged,” said Asami’s voice. “Spells are a vital tool for every shaman, even if creating them can be tedious.”
“Yeah, I get it.” Rei thought her response, keeping the conversation internal and private. “But I kinda imagined shaman training being, I don’t know, more exciting?”
“Oh, there will be plenty of that kind of training. Spell creation is more methodical. Give it time.”
“Got nothing but time right now.”
Ten minutes past. Fifteen minutes. Rei leaned back on her hands, fingers tapping the cold metal floor. She stared at the ceiling. Twenty minutes into the channeling, she’d finished counting each individual panel of the ceiling—four hundred and twenty-five, to be exact. Twenty-five minutes now.
“Sooo…” Rei lowered her attention to Saki, who hadn’t moved. “What’s the deal with your uniform? Why the whole shrine maiden motif?”
Saki glanced at her with curious eyes. “I work as a miko at Yasaka Jinja Shrine in Kyoto. Part time, since I was twelve. Always liked the design.”
“Oh, no shit? So what, you perform cleansings, and ritual dances, that kinda stuff?”
“On occasion, yes. I’ve assisted with weddings, funerals, even preparing for festivals. Mostly work in the gift shop, though, or answer visitor questions. And sweep. There is a lot of sweeping.” Saki’s lips coiled into a slow, almost not even there smile. “It may not seem like much, but I enjoy it.”
“Hey, wasn’t judging. More power to you.”
“In any case, my uniform is far more practical than the abomination you’re wearing.”
Rei’s eye twitched. “The fuck’s wrong with my uniform?”
“Nothing, I suppose. That is, if you were going for a goth ninja who fell blind into a Hot Topic.”
“You—” Rei stared slack-jawed at her cousin, words lost to her. Every time she went to retort, her brain fizzled over how bizarre those words sounded coming out Saki’s mouth. She’d call it a joke if she wasn’t certain Saki had a permanent stick up her ass making her incapable of humor.
The subtle, barely noticeable grin on Saki’s face curled the tiniest bit more. “Shouldn’t stare with your mouth hanging open. It’s impolite.”
Rei cocked her head sideways, gawking at her cousin. At that smug half-grin mocking her. Nausea bubbled like a bad aftertaste into her throat. “Is this you trying to joke around? Because you don’t get to joke around with me. Just because you’re training me, doesn’t mean we’re suddenly friends.”
As quickly as the grin had appeared, it vanished into flat indifference. “Of course, you’re right. But I am still your superior, so at least try to show respect for once. As difficult as that might be for you.”
“Respect?” Rei shot to her feet, standing over her cousin with clenched fists. The fucking nerve of this bitch! “You want to talk to me about respect? How about the ‘respect’ you showed at my grandparents’ funeral, huh?”
Saki lowered her head, staring at her closed palms. “Be quiet.”
“Quiet, my ass! A freaking oni would have been more respectful than you and your stuck-up family!”
“That’s enough.”
“Walking in here like the whole thing was some kind of burden, like you don’t even care they’re dead—”
“I said stop.”
“—treating me like I don’t belong—”
“Shut up!”
“—and you act like I’m at fault for not knowing about this whole shaman shit I was never told about? Well, screw you! My grandparents were good people, and they deserved better!”
“Our grandparents!” Saki’s voice thundered, an unnatural echo pulsing into her tone. She glared upward, tears wet in her eyes. She blinked twice, and they fell in a wet line down her cheeks. “They were mine too, and you know nothing about what I felt for them!”
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