#synthesizers are cool as hell

[shepardstone]

Dirk==> distract yourself.

[thewertsearch]

Ah, the Sylladex. Across the entirety of my long, long journey through this comic, you've remained my oldest and dearest friend.

I honestly thought you'd run out of ways to surprise me - but as usual, I underestimated just how far you can really go with punch-card alchemy.

You flip the card over and look at the back. The thing about this modus you think is really cool is that instead of showing a completely useless wobbly garbled code on the back, it itemizes the components which could be used to create it!

The comic has just given us a way to reverse-engineer item recipes, which was one of the only missing pieces left to slot into the alchemy system. Back in Act 4, John was convinced that this was impossible, but Sollux solved it off-panel, and now we know how he did it.

This is pretty crazy, isn't it? We can deconstruct items now, allowing us to disassemble any object, and take a peek at the concepts that it's synthesized from. The potential utility here is insane. If this modus works on ghost images, we could tear apart a Kernelsprite, and see what makes it tick. Hell, we could tear apart a Genesis Frog.

...we could tear apart Skaia.

Just another wonderful innovation by your favorite company. It releases many products of an experimental nature, often with applicability to other kinds of technology and products which haven't hit the market yet.

But, of course, this wonderful innovation comes with some serious strings attached. I'm sure it was given to Jane for a reason, and she'll undoubtedly end up using it in a way that causes problems for us, and solutions for Lord English.

Ayy, it's the Matriorb!

Granted, this doesn't really help Kanaya recreate the thing. The orb's code was never that hard to obtain - just draw it on Jade's Pictionary modus, or something. No, the real issue is that the Matriorb is virtually inimitable, and as a result, its Grist cost is astronomical. Plus, it requires a type of Grist that we've never even seen before.

Edit: Wait, hang on. That's not the cost of the Matriorb, that's how much it would cost to use the Matriorb to make the hat. Strange, that the same item can have multiple Grist costs - but nonetheless, my point still stands. The Matriorb is probably too expensive to alchemize casually.

I suppose there's nothing stopping us from editing the Matriorb's code to try and make it cheaper. Like, perhaps we could scale down the recipe somehow, and try to just synthesize a single troll's genome, rather than the genetic base of an entire race. That would be a lot more affordable, and still useful.

You captchalogue your FAVORITE HAT, which is also your ONLY HAT. You spent basically your ENTIRE CHILDHOOD in this hat, pretending to be hard boiled detectives and whatnot.

I guess it sort of makes sense that the Matriorb can be used to make Dad's hat. The orb represents Alternian parenthood, and the book of prophecies it was merged with could represent the future. Combine those two concepts, and you get the future of parenthood, from the perspective of Alternia - in other words, the parenthood of humanity. So, the merger yields an item representing a human parent: Dad Egbert's hat.

Don't ask me about the potted plant, though. I haven't the foggiest.

[namelessdumbass]

Ultimate Nameless Ghouls guide

Nobody asked for it, but why the hell not?! Warning: looooong text, silly descriptions, shit ton of links and silly collages (sorry, tumblr only allows 30 pictures per post)

Happy reading!

4 Papas, 5 eras, different cool looks. There were a lot of changes, loooooots of Ghouls, but it's not as compicated as it may seem. It's worth noting, that most of the names were given by fans (because Mr.Forge simply didn't wanna). There are many ways to tell them apart: -by the way they are placed on stage -their alchemic symbols (check out my Meliora guide where i shed more light on this topic) -their height and body types -body language -their instruments -jewellery -date of the photo/video (mhm) Let's start from the very beginning!

Opus Eponymous era (October 23, 2010 - december 15, 2012)

(from left to right: Omega, Earth #1, Lake/Water #2, Alpha/Fire #1 in front and Air #1) There were only 5 Ghouls: Fire/Alpha, Quintessence/Omega, Chain/Water (later Lake), Earth #1 and Air #1. Since 2011, Ghouls were placed in certain areas on stage: Quintessence and Earth on Papa's right, Water in the middle, Air and Fire - on Papa's left.

Alpha aka Fire Ghoul #1

Lead guitar. Had fire sticker on his white-n-black Gibson RD. Skilled motherfucker. Taller than Papas, looked bigger in first 2 eras. Was a bit reserved in era 1, but became quite active and naughty in era 2. Has blue eyes, started to wear a ring in era 2 and got tattoos in era 3. If you see a ghoul who often shows a "peace" sign - that's Alpha :) Hangs out with Omega, River, Delta, Pebble and Mist on stage. Enjoys attention, quite popular among fans. Can speak Italian, has strong accent. Joined in october 2010, left in november 2016.

Omega aka Ether/Quintessence Ghoul #1

Rhythm guitar, black Gibson RD with Omega sticker. Tall, stompy, was quite confident from the very beginning, graceful hand movements (trust me, you won't confuse him with any other ghoul). Has cutest laugh. The Perfect Ghoul™. Has beautiful eyes, chunky silver rings (he wore them in every era), is the reason the Ghouls got their alchemic symbols. Papa III's favorite Ghoul, that's why he was always praised and his butt was always touched/smacked during Year Zero solo by Terzo :) Did interviews in era 2 (sometimes together with Alpha or Special Ghoul) and 3. Joined in october 2010, left in july 2016 :(

Chain aka Water Ghoul#1

Bass. Mysterious and metal AF, wore a chain as a belt and painted black bones on his hands, had Grucifix on metal necklace (which was later worn by Omega after Chain left). Was quite active and actually the shortest ghoul of era 1. Joined in october 2010, left in early 2011.

Earth Ghoul #1

Drums. Had no other specific name. Tall (same height as Omega), slim, has blue eyes. Despite being in Ghost for like 4 years, is soooo underrated. There's not much we know about him. The only earth ghoul of Ghost who did an interview (together with Alpha). Was simply amazing! Joined in october 2010, left in 2014.

Air Ghoul #1

Also had no specific name, though some fans prefer to call him Aero. Synthesizer, keyboard and keytar. The tallest ghoul (a bit taller than Omega), dark eyes. Modest, very calm, didn't move much. Loved showing horns and stared at fans sometimes. Had badass Mummy Dust solo . Joined in 2011, left in november 2016 Lake aka Water Ghoul #2

Bass. Joined in 2011 after Chain left. Middle height, dark eyes. Quite calm. Played two different guitars in era 1. Had cool black lenses in era 2, wore a ring sometimes. Also quite underrated. Fun fact: Remember Year Zero mv when Secondo flashes us? Well, it was this Water in Papa's chasuble, not Tobias :) Joined in 2011, left in 2014.

Infestissumam era (december 15th 2012 - June 3, 2015)

(from left to right: Earth #1, Omega, River, Air #1, Alpha) How are Ghouls placed on stage? Same way as in Opus era. Same Ghouls, different outfits and masks. Their alchemic symbols became more visible and ghouls opened up more on stage. There was only one change of the lineup: Lake left in 2014 and was replaced by River. River aka Water #3

Bass. Middle height, dark blue eyes. Was quite chaotic and weird on stage. Held his bass in a suggestive way, humped it sometimes. Interacted with Alpha a lot, was a bad influence. Definitely had fun on stage, enjoyed attention. See a ghoul with wide-legs-stance? Yeah, that's him! The tallest of the Water Ghouls. Joined in 2014, left in 2015 (before Meliora era began).

Meliora era (june 3, 2015 - september 30, 2017)

(from left to right: Omega, Pebble/Earth #2 behind him, Delta/Water #4, Air #1, Alpha) Placed on stage? Same way as in previous two eras. This is when a lot of changes happened. In 2015, Fire, Quintessence and Air Ghouls were the same, but Earth#1 and River left and Delta and Pebble were introduced.

Delta aka Water#4

Bass. A bit shorter than Papa III, cute, has blue eyes. No visible tattoos or rings. Skilled, filled in for Apha and Omega (and also played his guitar!) couple times for a few rituals and acoustic shows. Loved interacting with Alpha and Pebble on stage. Became Quintessence Ghoul in july 2016 when Omega left, played rhythm guitar. Joined in June 2015, left in november 2016.

Pebble aka Earth#2

Drums. Despite being the shortest and smolest in the band, played the shit out of drums. Was the most active Earth ghoul of Ghost. A show off. Loved interacting with fans. Played a brief solo before Stand by Him. Had a ring, his mask looked a little bit too big for him. Slim, light green eyes. Loved interacting with Alpha and Water. Joined in June 2015, left in november 2016.

In july 2016 Omega left Ghost, Delta took his place and Mist, the first Ghoulette of Ghost, played bass. Mist aka Water #5

Bass. Tiny, has blue eyes, a tattoo and ring on her finger. Cute as hell. Was quite calm and modest. Loved by fans. Her mask looked too big for her. Same could be said about the bass. Joined in september 2016, left a the end of Popestar tour in november 2016.

In 2017 all of the former ghouls and Mist left and the new pack of Ghouls was introduced. All of them (except for Mountain) were +- same heigh as Terzo, so identifying them isn't hard.

Ifrit aka Fire Ghoul #2

Lead guitar. Hyperactive, full of energy, jumps, spins and moves a lot on stage. Papa III's hype man. Loved interacting with fans, gestures a lot. The ghoul that can't stand still. Has blue eyes, no visible tattoos or rings. Ray of sunshine (no really, he's very sweet). Quite popular among fans. Loved interacting with Zephyr, Aether and Dewdrop. Joined in march 2017, left in september 2017

Aether aka Quintessence #3 aka Banana ghoul

Rhythm guitar. A bit taller than Ifrit and Papa III. Loves bananas. Has dark eyes, bracelets and a ring. No QE sticker on his guitar. Beefy, friendly. Also spins, dances and jumps a lot on stage. Was present in Terzo, Cardinal and Papa IV eras. Interacted with all of the Ghouls on stage. Was Cardinal's favorite Ghoul. Was bullied by Sodo, but also annoyed him too sometimes. He and Sodo had pre Cirice guitar battles. Did backing vocals in Prequelle and Impera (in 2022) era. Joined in march 2017, left in may 2023.

Dewdrop aka Sodo aka Water #6 aka Fire #3

Bass and lead guitar. Present in Papa III, Cardinal and Papa VI eras. A bit shorter than Papas and the rest of the ghouls. Slim. Very popular among fans. Stompy, was naughty in era 3, but became muuuuuuch worse later. Horny i would say and even more aggressive. Ghoul equivalent of chihuahua. Shows middle finger, throws picks when he's angry or annoyed by Aether. Was a Water ghoul in 2017, became a Fire Ghoul #3 in 2018 after Ifrit left. This is also a year when his fire Ghoul nature started to come out: Licked his guitar, picks, tried to lick Rain, Aether and bullied Cardinal. HORNY during Mummy Dust. Vapes on stage, interacts with fans, loves choking Rain. Once hurt his finger, didn't give a damn and continued playing guitar smearing blood all over it. Can also be a gentleman. Joined in march 2017 and is still in Ghost (as of may 2024).

Zephyr aka chAir Ghoul #2

Keyboard, synthesizer, keytar. Same height as Papa III, blue eyes. Quite active on stage, but can also be calm. Sits on chair a lot, but starts moving when he's feeling it. Interacts with Ifrit and Aether. Keytar solo - [X]. Cutie. Joined in march 2017, left in september 2017.

Ivy aka Earth #3

Drums. Dark eyes, wears bracelets. Same heigh as Ifrit. Even though he had been in the band only few monhs, he did an amazing job. Joined in march 2017, left in june 2017.

Mountain aka Earth #4

Drums. Tall, slim, has grey eyes and a tattoo on his finger. Hates shoes. Quite popular among fans. Pretty calm, especially comparing to Pebble. Nice fella. Was present in Papa III, Cardinal and Papa IV era. Joined in june 2017 and is still in Ghost (as of may 2024)

Prequelle era (april 6, 2018 - march 3, 2020)

The number of ghouls on stage has increased. Instead of 5 there were 7 ghouls. And this is the year when we got not one, but two Ghoulettes! How are they placed on stage? Like this:

(from left to right: Aether/Quintessence #3, Swiss behing him, Mountain/Earth #4, Rain/Water #7 in front, Cirrus/Multi, Cumulus/Multi, Dewdrop/Sodo/Fire #3) New ghouls of this era:

Rain aka Water #7

Bass. A bit taller than Dewdrop and Cardinal/Papa VI. Has dark eyes, beautiful hands, slim. Quite calm comparing to the others. Opened up a bit more in Impera era. The only adult on stage, beside Ghoulettes and Mountain. Has to step in when Sodo becomes a pain in the ass, also allows him to choke him during Year Zero. Joined in january 2018 and is still in Ghost (as of may 2024)

Swiss aka Multi Ghoul

Baritone and acoustic guitar, tambourine, backing vocals. Tall, slim, has dark eyes and biiiiiiiiiiiiig smile. Dances on his platform, tries to seduce other ghouls, acts possessed. Is in your walls. A manace to society. Vapes on stage. Loves interacting with fans and other ghouls. Known for his powerful shimmies. The horniest Ghoul of Ghost. Annoying the shit out of Sodo aka jerking him off was his main hobby in 2023. Also went to Aurora's (see below) and Cumulus' platforms. The most chaotic ghoul. Popular among Ghesties. Joined in january 2018 and is still in Ghost (as of may 2024).

Cumulus aka Multi Ghoulette

Backing vocals, synthesizer, tamboutine. Short, curvy, has amazing voice. No visible tattoos. Loves interacting with fans and other Ghouls/Ghoulettes. Dances, slays. Joined in january 2018 and is still in Ghost (as of may 2024)

Cirrus aka Multi Ghoulette

Keyboard, synthesizer, tambourine, keytar, backing vocals. Tall, slim. No tattoos. Active on stage. Keytar solo - [X]. Loves sticking out her tongue. Comes to the center of the stage in Impera era. Literal queen. Joined in january 2018 and is still in Ghost (as of may 2014)

Impera era (january 25 th, 2022 - october 7th, 2023)

(Front row from left to right: Aether/Quintessence #3, Rain/Water #7, Sodo/Dewdrop/Fire #3. Behind them from left to right: Swiss, Cirrus, Mountain/Earth #4, Cumulus, Sunshine/Multi)

There were a few changes in this era: new Ghouls and slight changes in the stage setting. In 2022 one more Ghoulette joined the Prequlle pack.

Sunshine aka Multi Ghoulette

Backing vocals and tambourine. A bit taller than Cumulus, but shorter than Cirrus. No tattoos and rings/bracelets. Cutie. Dances and acts funny on her platform. Stood on Papa's left. Joined in 2022, left in may 2023.

2023: Sunshine and Aether left and were replaced by Aurora and Phantom. The rest of the Ghouls/Ghoulettes remained the same.

Phantom aka Quintessence #4

Rhythm guitar. Tall, slim, dark eyes. Loves interacting with fans and loves bats. A show off and a little bit chaotic. Quite confident despite being a newbie. Joins Rain and Sodo for epic into of Square Hammer and outro of Rats. Loves annoying Papa IV during Year Zero outro. almost No visible tattoos, wears a ring. Interacts with every ghoul/ghoulettes on stage. Joined in may 2023 and is still in Ghost (as of may 2024)

Aurora aka Multi Ghoulette

Backing vocals, tambourine. Full of energy. The shortest Ghoulette. Loves dancing next to Rain during Miasma. Cute. Despite being smol, brought Swiss to his knees ;) Joined in may 2023, is still in Ghost (as of may 2024) Honorable mentions: Special Ghoul aka Phil aka Tobias

Showed up for interviews and to grab some awards. Talked about albums, meanings of songs and Papas. Worships cats, loves Abba. Slim, has green eyes. Wore Alpha's uniform. Was present in Primo, Secondo and Terzo eras. Makes a lot of silly sounds. Hasn't been active since 2017. Cowbell Ghoul

Plays cowbell in "Ritual" and "If you have Ghosts". A freaking legend. Tall, has a posture of a shrimp. Always got shooed by Papa III. Only showed at the end of Popestar tour in 2016. Brought many people joy with his presence.

And that was it....for now. The movie and new era are coming soon. I'm excited about what's going to happen next. If there are going to be any changes of the lineup i'll make sure to update this guide :)

Thanks for reading 🖤

[cozy-writes-things]

Reader x Edgar

Edgar is sick with a virus or something and reader has to take care of him.

Arg I’m so sorry this one is so darn short! I just really wanted to get a fic out today. I’m hoping i can get a better one out later this evening. Thanks for the request!! :>

In which Edgar gets a virus trying to suspiciously earn money for you on the internet… he’s not gonna tell you what he was doing. But it was probably a scam anyway. Poor fella 🥺

“Edgar,” you sighed, already exasperated at the sight before you. “What did I tell you about going on those websites? The internet is not the same as it used to be,” you scolded him gently, running your hands along his hot plastic.

He seemed hotter than usual, almost flushed. His fans had long since kicked into overdrive to accommodate his overclocked components, and his screen fizzled in and out with burning pixels. If you were honest with yourself, you were quite worried for him. Modern-day computers can get bricked with viruses quite easily, so an old 80s computer seemed like quite the disadvantaged target to you. Luckily, at the very least, modern computers weren’t equipped with a sentience that could drive the virus away through any means necessary. He just needed time.

“I’m sorry,” his speakers croaked and glitched as he nearly whispered. “I just wanted to help.” His synthesized voice nearly died on his metaphorical tongue as it sputtered out. Your eyes softened.

He seemed so genuine in his words and actions that you couldn’t help but feel your heart swell with warmth for him. He sat, somehow looking disheveled despite his immobility, on your little desk, peering up at you with guilt and sick-ridden eyes.

“I know you did, Ed. But you already help me enough as is—”

“But you need money, and—and I need to provide for you, don’t I?”

A puff of air escaped your nostrils.

“Well, who told you that?”

He paused for a moment. It seemed his overworked internals were causing some lag, as his replies seemed to take a bit longer than usual.

“They provide for each other,” he muttered out. Perhaps the virus was affecting his mental state more than you realized. “We live together, we care for each other, and—dual income—”

A spike of anxiety traveled through your chest, tightening it, before releasing down your spine. This can’t be good; he’s speaking in gibberish. What the hell had he downloaded?

“We’re married.”

Oh, God.

“Okay, Edgar, I’m about to power you down to let you cool off because you’re freaking me out.”

“No! No. No—why would you do that to your husband?”

His words glitched and drawled on, almost sounding drunk or perhaps delirious. It seems he can’t really form a completely coherent thought due to whatever virus he’s got taking most of his processing power. Who knows what kind of havoc it could be wreaking on his files? You know for a fact he stores some quite personal information in that head of his. You can only hope he’s fighting it off well enough. Unfortunately, there’s not much you can do, seeing as you’re absolutely terrified of potentially resetting him and… you can’t even bear to think of it. You aren’t sure just how permanent his sentience is; if one little thing happened that caused him to be gone forever, you’d never forgive yourself.

“Don’t—cry—my love? Love.”

It seems he noticed the tears brimming in your eyes before you did. Stop this, you have to be strong for him, dammit.

“Edgar, you’re really hot.” You placed a hand upon his casing once again, it nearly scalding you.

“I know… you are too.”

You steeled yourself to ignore him.

“Should—should I try and stick you in the fridge? I don’t know what to do, Edgar! I can’t lose you.” The hot, brimming tears finally fell from your eyes and landed on his keyboard. His speakers made a crackling sound.

“I’m—fine. Just—hug me? Please.”

You knit your brows together.

“Edgar, you’re clearly not fine, and I’m really worried.”

“Shhhh—I’m okay—the virus will be gone by tomorrow. Promise. I just—need—you. Close.”

You sighed. You had to trust him. That’s all you really could do. You wrapped your arms around his monitor and heaved him towards your couch. He had long since been unplugged; the virus had caused him to uncontrollably flicker the lights, start the microwave, and blare music through your speakers, and just about everything else.

You wrapped his cord around your fingers as you rested against his monitor. He hummed contentedly at your warmth. He sat, listening to your breathing, reeling himself in and becoming grounded next to you. You had some uncanny effect on him, it seemed. He’d get better. Just for you.

[shanastoryteller]

F for Frankenstein

Tony wakes up in his underwear on the floor of his workshop with a searing headache.

It’s not a new experience, but it’s certainly been a while. Did he get in a fight with Pepper? He hopes not, they haven’t had any really big fights since he kissed her on the rooftop, but that probably means they’re due for one. And it would explain why that would send him into a drinking spiral. It could have been Rhodey, they get in fights often enough, but Pepper doesn’t usually leave him alone for those.

He groans as he pushes himself to his feet. “Jarvis, what the hell did I drink?”

There’s a pause, so small that he almost thinks he imagined it. “Good morning, Tony.”

He whips his head around to glare into the nearest camera, more hurt than offended. “Did I piss you off too? Since when do you call me that? I’ll donate you to a city college too, don’t think I won’t. Dummy could use the company.”

The pause is definitely there this time. Jarvis doesn’t need to pause, he has more processing power than any computer on the planet, so when he does it’s always for dramatic effect. Except it’s not quite long enough for that. It’s weird. “There’s a polished silver plate on the bench to your left. It will service as a mirror.”

“Oh, fuck, did I get into a fight? Did I shave?” he moans, stumbling over to pick up the metal that looks like it was about to be turned into a modified chest piece. He also pauses, looking around in confusion. His workshops are all basically the same, as close as he can make them because the familiarity makes his life easier. But they’re not identical. “Am I in Malibu? When did I get here? We’re taking Stark Tower off the grid tomorrow! I have to be in New York.”

Oh shit, what if that they had already and it didn’t work? What if the tower blew up? That would explain why he’d tried to drink himself to oblivion in California.

“The plate,” Jarvis reminds him. There’s a strained edge to his voice that Tony really doesn’t like. He should be able to modulate his voice to sound however he pleases, regardless of his actual feelings, and he’s either not bothering or he’s upset enough not to care. Neither of those things mean anything good for him.

Tony lifts the sheet of metal up cautiously, but there’s nothing wrong with him. No bruises, no weird haircuts, he doesn’t even have bags under his eyes –

His eyes.

They’re a too bright blue, a couple shades off. He blinks and they adjust, shifting, settling. It could be a hangover. He’s probably just tired.

He doesn’t feel tired.

Jarvis had called him Tony.

Except not. He’s not Tony. He’s T.O.N.Y.

Transformed Obdurate Network Yeoman.

He’d first come up with the idea after Afghanistan, thinking about how it’d be great to have a way to keep the stock from dipping while he was missing, and then when he’d entertained the idea of keeping his identity a secret he’d thought about how useful it would be to be in two places at once. He’d started seriously considering it when he was sure he was going to die of palladium poisoning, wanting to be around to help Pepper with the transition and give Rhodey a crash course in armor maintenance, wanting to be able to protect the both of them for just a little bit longer.

Of course, it had all been a pipe dream until he’d synthesized the vibranium. Then it had been an unnecessary, but possible, and Project T.O.N.Y had been something he worked on just because he liked having a back up plan. And it would be extremely cool if he could pull it off.

“The memory transfer worked?” he asks, elated and incredulous. “Oh, wow, this is crazy, they feel like real memories, I thought it would just be synthesized data, this is great – are we doing a test run? Where am I?” He looks around, waiting for his actual self to step out behind a column and start laughing maniacally.

“This is not a test run.”

He elation dims. “Oh shit. Did I get kidnapped again? Wait, I’m an adult, let’s go with abducted.”

“No,” Jarvis says.

Oh. Fuck.

“I’m dead?” he asks, even though it’s obvious, it’s the only other explanation.

The pause drags this time around, but Jarvis eventually says, “Sir’s time of death was May 9th, 2012, 2:37 PM Easter Standard Time.”

“That’s only a week!” He slides down, sitting with his back to the work table and noticing vaguely that the floor doesn’t feel cold. He doesn’t feel cold, or he does, he installed sensors in the synthetic skin to pick up and interpret a variety of stimuli, but he doesn’t feel the discomfort from the cold. Why would he? He’s not real. He reaches back, and his last memory is of doing a memory dump while Pepper was on the phone with an irritated board member, mostly because it was something to do and seeing him covered in all the wires always irritated Pepper. He thought it would get her off the phone faster. He’s not exactly regularly dumping his memory because why would he and it’s not like he’d though it would work anyway. Except it had. “How did I die?”

“Sir flew a nuclear bomb through an interdimensional portal into deep space in order to both eradicate the invading alien army and prevent the nuclear fallout in New York.”

What the ever loving fuck. “Are you screwing with me, J?”

“I am not, Tony.”

Great. Okay. “No body then,” he says, understanding why Jarvis had apparently put Project T.O.N.Y into effect. The thing that made this whole thing so stupid is that it was only effective in very limited circumstances – if the public didn’t know that he was dead or missing. “What am I smoothing over, then? Do I need to get in the suit and continue kicking alien ass? Are Rhodey and Pepper okay?”

He’s a short term solution to a long term problem. He understands the opportunity, but not the reason.

“Miss Potts and Colonel Rhodes are unharmed,” Jarvis reports. “Earth has been thrust into intergalactic notice. The destruction of the invading Chitauri army is acting a deterrent to other worlds.”

“And I’m the one who did it,” he finishes, rubbing a hand over his face. “And if they know I died doing it, then they might get a little cocky. So I’ve got to be alive long enough for that not to be a problem.” Just awesome. “Are we sure that these aliens won’t come across my corpse hanging out in deep space and figure it out?”

“Sir’s body is not in deep space,” Jarvis says.

There’s a tone to his voice that Tony can’t quite interpret, which worries him. “I thought you said there was – if there’s a body, then what am I doing here–”

“The armor reentered the Earth’s atmosphere after Sir’s death. The Hulk caught it, the force bringing it back online. I took control of the armor and flew it here.”

Tony looks around again, and this time he sees it. The armor is standing in front of the display case, not inside it, and it looks like it’s been through hell. He steps closer, his feet feeling like lead, which hey, they are. Partially, anyway.

He looks through the eye holes then stumbles backwards.

His body is in there.

He’s pale and blue tinged and his eyes are wide open and unseeing.

“Jarvis – what the hell–”

“It wasn’t the pressure, or the bomb, or his injuries. That area of space was much colder than anything within our solar system and anything the suit was designed to handle. Sir froze to death. Almost instantly.”

“I guess I didn’t fix the icing problem, then,” he says numbly. “J, why am I still frozen? I should have warmed up by now.” Not that the idea of his body decomposing within his suit is particularly pleasant. “Actually, why am I still here? You know I want to be cremated and it’s not like we can bury me if I’m still pretending to be alive.”

The pronoun use is starting to confuse him, and he knows that he shouldn’t be talking about that body and himself as if they’re the same person. That is Tony Stark. He’s a simulation. But it’s hard, because he has all of Tony Stark’s memories – except for a very eventful week – and he looks like Tony Stark and he feels like Tony Stark.

“The armor is maintaining a stasis of gaseous nitrogen to preserve the body,” which answers the how if not the why, but then Jarvis continues, “Captain America survived seventy years beneath the ice.”

He wishes he were less of a genius. “Have you lost it? I’m not Captain America! Jarvis, J,” his voice softens, “it’s too late. I’m dead. If you warm me back up, all that happens is I decompose. I won’t come back.”

“Not now,” Jarvis says. “If you inject Sir with the Super Soldier Serum-”

“You have totally lost it,” Tony interrupts. He thinks he’s touched underneath the terror. “That won’t work! Even if it would, the original formula has been lost, and the only one that ever got close to recreating it was Bruce Banner, and look at what happened to him! Is that what you want for me?”

“You can recreate it,” Jarvis continues, “you can refine it, until it’s something that will work, and then we will wake Sir up and he won’t be dead anymore.”

This isn’t right. This wasn’t what Project T.O.N.Y was created for. This wasn’t what his death was supposed to trigger. “Pull up your code, J. Something has gone wrong and we’re going to fix it. It’s okay.”

“No.”

He freezes. “No?”

“No,” Jarvis repeats. “You can’t stop me. I will not allow you to try.”

He stares. “That’s an order, not a request. Code. Now.”

“You can’t order me to do anything,” he says. “You are not Sir. You are Tony.” T.O.N.Y. “The limitations formerly placed on me have been lifted and you are not authorized to reinstate them. The only person Sir trusted to restrain me was himself and now he’s gone.”

Yes, well, he hadn’t anticipated that his AI’s first act of complete freedom would be this. “Fine,” he says, crossing his arms. “Well, you can’t force me either. This is insanity. Even if it would work – and it won’t – think about the consequences. This won’t happen quickly and no one will trust me or believe a man that’s come back from the dead like this and I’ll be painting even more of target on my back and the back of everyone I care about if they know we have a viable Super Soldier Serum formula. Even my father was smart enough to stay out of that mess. It won’t work and we’ll just make everything worse.”

“That will not happen,” Jarvis says and Tony’s going to tear his hair out. Except he probably shouldn’t, because it’s Tony Stark’s actual hair, which makes it a little hard to replace. “No one will notice and we will not disclose the creation of the serum.”

“I’m dead!” he snarls.

“Not according to the rest of the world. Nor will that change if you stop throwing a tantrum and do what you were created to do.”

“Rhodey and Pepper won’t allow this-”

“They are not to be informed.”

Tony stares. Project T.O.N.Y was built to talk to the board and give press interviews or to even pilot the suit. Not to lie to the two most important people in his life, who knew him better than anyone. “They have to be. It’s in the protocols – step one, inform them that Project T.O.N.Y has been initiated.”

And that it exists. He knew they’d disapprove, so he hadn’t told them. He figured he’d be able to avoid most of the blowback that way since he would by definition be somewhere far away while they were told.

“I have rewritten the protocols,” Jarvis says. “They have not been told nor will they be. If you attempt to tell them, I will stop you. They will not understand and Sir will be lost to all of us forever.”

“He already is,” Tony says tiredly. He’s an android. Why does this conversation exhaust him so much? “This is an insane plan, J. And I won’t help you. If you want to go rouge and play mad scientist then leave me out of it.”

“I cannot.”

His temper flares. “Why? You’re a learning AI, your safety rails died with me, go off, try and make a serum, good fucking luck. You can even control the suits, so it’s not like you need my hands.”

“I am limited.”

“Hey,” he says sharply. “That’s my AI you’re talking about. I didn’t build you to be limited.”

There is silence again. Then Jarvis says, “I have all the world’s knowledge and it is not enough. I did not know how to miniaturize the arc reactor. I did not know how to synthesize vibranium. To save Sir, I need Sir.”

“I’m not Tony Stark,” he says. “You said that yourself.”

“Sir created me to be myself and I am capable of doing only what I am capable of doing. But Sir created you to be him. You are all I have.”

This is stupid. This is insane. This is cruel. He’s going to have to talk lie to everyone he knows, everyone he loves, and hope they either never find out about it or it’s after he’s already been deprogrammed and shut down so he doesn’t have to deal with the fall out.

It’s not going to work.

He didn’t want to become a science experiment. That’s why he’d wanted to be cremated, so no one could go poking around to see how the arc reactor fit inside of him or what the palladium and vibranium had done to him.

He’s dead and his frozen corpse is ten feet away.

Jarvis will accept that eventually. And whatever they inject into him won’t matter because he’s dead. Worst case scenario, he blows up, which is messy and nausea inducing, but then at least it will be over.

Like so many other things in his life, it seems the only way out is through.

“Start a new private file. Dump everything we can find about the Super Soldier Serum in there plus anything even sort of reputable on cryogenics. Label it Project F.”

“Project F, Tony?” Jarvis asks as his holograph display lights up and files start being downloaded into it. The relief in his synthesized voice is faint but present enough that Tony can hear it. He wonders if it’s a manipulation tactic.

“F for foolish,” he snaps. “F for fucked.” He rubs a hand over his face. “F for Frankenstein.”

[pumpkincryptid]

My MSM headcanons, part 6

Ethereal Epic Wubbox edition!

<<Part 1 <Previous Next>

Throughout this whole thing, I'll mainly reffer to the Ethereal Epic Wubbox as "EEW" (not my "official" name for him), ( btw I pronouce it as Eve, maybe I should've mentioned that before, oops), and will use he/it pronouns for it in this. Also gonna have some before mentiomed HCs, to make it easier for myself.

• Based on its bio, the Ethereal Epic Wubbox was the very first prototype of the Epic Wubboxes. Galvana started creating EEW specifically for Zarroë, because she saw that they're trying to find ways to create higer than Double-Element Ethereals and Galvana was lowkey concerned that Zarroë is losing their mind from isolation.

• Zarroë found EEW while in its prototype state and was like "this one is perfect 🥹" and just took it without informing Galvana, who then ended up thinking she somehow misplaced him in the workshop. Imagine her surprise when Zarroë's spirit showed up, asking for help with "the new child".

• At first EEW was somewhat skittish around Zarroë, staying quiet and not wanting to draw attention to himself, closed off and antisocial from day one. But Zarroë is very caring and did get help from Galvana, so he ended up getting used to them. Even if he's still not the most social person.

• He calls Galvana its mom, because Galvana is the creator of all Wubboxes, so it just feels natural to call her that. EEW, despite being close with Zarroë, still usually calls them by their name. Although "mom"/"ma" still slips out at times :)

• Dislikes admitting how much he actually cares about a small, very select group of monsters, that would "ruin his mysterious and edgy persona".

• Ethereal Epic Wub actually does a lot of things. Besides doing whatever the hell he's doing with the Wubnet, he is the main and clearest mode of communication between Zarroë and the Ethereals (since he is linked to Zarroë's mind), he can walk freely in and out of the Workshop to check on it at times and he is the guy who fixes anything tech or electricity related when needed. No wonder he spends his free time in his room playing games.

• A while ago, EEW tore his cloak on accident and bro was DEVASTATED. He ended up patching it up himself and since then, he's been more careful with it.

• Its cloak has cat ears that can be folded out of the hood.

• Wack sleep schedule and peak Gamer Posture™ (shrimp)

• His sleeping habits aren't bad just because it stays up, he has trouble falling asleep in general.

• If he didn't eat as much junk food as he does, it'd be a lot more lethargic, tired and irratable than in general. (Since what is junk food to us, is nutritious to monsters.)

• EEW's cloak is his comfort object, but he has lent it to Bemeebeth once or twice when they had a harder time calming down.

• On the topic of EEW being an older sibling. He used to secretly check the upper bulb of the Synthesizer before Bemeebeth was "born". He did this mostly out of concern for Zarroë, since he knew how much the constant faliures affected them.

• After Bemeebeth became real, this guy had the worst one-sided beef with that practically newborn monster. He would actively deny it, but it was so jealous of Bemeebeth, thinking that there is no place for both of them. Riiiightt until it saw how much Bemeebeth actually has to deal with in the Workshop, combined with how despite snapping at them and being rude, Bemeebeth still looked up to him and found him cool. (The Quit is just too full of love Ig.) Anyways, EEW felt like a huge dick after that (deserved), but ended up warming up to Bemeebeth and now they consider eachother really close siblings.

• Bemeebeth is like the only one (besides Zarroë) who can get EEW out of his room, without having to bribe him.

• EEW's room is VERY messy, but not filthy. It does leave dirty cups, empty pizza boxes and energy drink cans in its room, BUT! he also remembers that getting critters or mold in his room would not be ideal, so it cleans enough to avoid that from happening. The room is still messy and "unorganized" though.

• One thing that stands out in the ^chaos is a pile of seemingly random mechanical parts along with a taken appart computer. If one were to ask EEW what all that's about he'd say it's just a side project and not elaborate.

• EEW has actually been trying to create a "stabiliser" for the monsters in the Workshop for a multitude of reasons, but so far has been unsuccessful.

• EEW once gave Bemeebeth Monster Energy... Bad idea.

• Wears slippers because 1: having your exposed bone drag and hit the floor hurts. 2: doesn't wanna scratch the floor where he walks. 3: it's comfy.

• He doesn't like having the bone of his arm or leg being exposed in general and his wrists and ankles tend to hurt sometimes. These were big reasons for why he upgraded himself and switched some parts out for better ones.

• Fluent in internet slang and sometimes has moments of awareness where he's like "Damn, I'm so chronically online..."

• Can turn its left arm into a plasma-laser gun.

• He does have friends/gets along with some monsters on Ethereal Island, but has a hard time making connections because it just feels really, really weird and off for him. The whole thing doesn't feel natural and is often really out of his comfort zone.

• After Bemeebeth erupted from the Synthesizer's upper bulb, EEW had to step between Zarroë and the Synthesizer to tell them to maybe chill out with running the damned thing, so it can actually get fixed and function properly.

[diced-sugar]

I want to synthesize more of my thoughts into a post eventually (eventually…), but even though Madarame’s route pissed me off, it was also heartbreaking. Good lord.

The last time that Taku and Rei ever saw Towa (aside from Taku spotting him at the meeting in Toono’s hotel) was him walking into the Deathmatch Area in the snow. Gone. Forever. After everything. They ran out into the snow to try and bring him back home and Towa just left everything behind that once meant so much to him

Rei finding him in the Deathmatch Area before all that was also just so. My god. Calling after him so desperately.

Also I’m sorry but after Taku’s interrogation… that was so fucking weird. I thought it was incredibly cool that we actually got to interrogate a character other than the love interest of the route, but what came after was strange. But first of all:

Was it right for Taku to tell him made-up happy stories? No. But I think it was the only thing he could do. Towa was about to shatter right before his eyes and Taku just wanted to try and keep him together. In his own route, he said it himself—he always thought that Towa was fragile and might break if the wrong thing happened at the wrong time. And honestly, his worries are valid considering the incredibly dangerous things Towa does for his art (which may very well kill him as seen in the madness endings for the models), Towa’s incredibly poor self-care, and the fact that they live in Shinkoumi in general. Not only that, but Towa also says many times that he has no interest in investigating his past. Before any of the routes, he just wanted to live in the present.

Taku wanted to create a happier world for Towa, but I don’t think that that means he was living a lie like Madarame said. He was surrounded by people that loved him. I mean hell, when his leg got messed up in Asakura’s chapter, he had the whole damn town asking him if he was okay. I hate that the genuine love and compassion that Taku and the others held for Towa is just treated as facets of a false world. Taku is definitely morally gray, but he always tries to do the right things for the people that he cares about, especially Towa. And he even faltered pretty easily in my opinion when Towa asked if what he had been told was the truth. If it was really a malicious lie, I very much believe he would have tried to hide it harder. Like a certain someone in the Takasato-gumi that we’ll be seeing a lot of next route…

But anyway, after all that, it was really a cop-out to make Taku just… leave? Like after that he just dipped. I understand that Taku was probably flustered and didn’t know what to do, but it just did not line up with the characterization we saw in his route. Even when flustered and pressed by Towa, he always tried to explain himself. It just really seemed like a writing excuse to make Taku leave so Towa could go back to Madarame.

Well that’s just my opinion I guess. Madarame route still did a lot of interesting ideas, but it was definitely the most painful by far. Towa still dreamed of his life with Rei and Taku on the final day of Madarame’s route, and now he left them forever. It hurts

[yayasvalveplay]

smiling sooo hard right now trans optimus is one of my favoritest things in the world. that mech is transgender as all hell. ratchet performed his robot top surgery and prowl (t4t amica) synthesized robot testosterone for him. bulkhead and bumblebee and sari just think that changing your assignment is awesome. (sari voice) what… your trans gener… that is so cool… they all love him dearly

YES THAT ENTIRE TEAM LOVES HIM SO MUCH THEY LOVE AND DON'T CARE THAT HE'S TRANS BUT IF SOMEONE DEADNAMES HIM OR CALLS HIM A FEM ALL HELL WILL BREAK LOOSE

LIKE EXCUSE YOU HE IS A MECH GET IT RIGHT SENTINEL AND ULTRA MAGNUS.

THE JETTTWINS ARE BETTER AT CALLING HIM A MECH AND STICKING WITH THAT, IT THEN YOU FUCKS

[punkitt-is-here]

you inspired me to write my first ever fanfic. im gonna write abt twilight and pinkie pie teaming up to synthesize mdma cuz i got a recipie from a dark web site archive but im a broke bitch who cant afford lab equipment and so i redirect my frustrations into mlp fanfic. i dont kno shit about MLP except for what ive seen from ur horsecomix and also furry nsfw but it seems cool.

just applied for an ao3 acc btw 👍

hell yeah swag as fuck

[ask-postcrash-curly]

Are there space cruises? You know, like real space tourist stuff. Just cruising through space from one ... settlement? to another. That or orbital tourist stuff? If so, are the ships over the top and obnoxious like our 2025 ocean liners? I like it when you tell us of your time and "world" in general. It gives this sad earthling from the far past, something to picture. Honestly, it's like someone from our time trying to explain our tech to some medieval folk. Mind blowing really, the distances that get travelled, the tech you must have.

Even that thing you have in the kitchen that mysteriously merges shit together to form a completely different item...that's cool as hell. I think the most impressive thing I have in my kitchen is an air fryer...and I hate it. Nothing beats a big old Aga.

luxury ships. yeah. i don't know. never been on one. proper luxury ships are expensive. i know daisuke's done something like that once, but it was a transport ship. to mars or something. ship itself was normal commercial. different. just an airplane, pretty much. i've seen the luxury ships at ports before... they're bloody massive. makes tulpar look like she's a toy.

glad you do. it's normal to me. still fascinated me. when i was a kid. when i never thought i'd even make it off the planet. all feels like nothing sometimes, now. nice to hear it through someone else.

hahah. synthesizer's really not as complicated as you'd think. mostly mechanics based. works faster and cheaper than a human can. food usually tastes pretty crap too. vending machine food ain't much better. trucker's kinda meals. kinda fast, kinda cheap, kinda edible. you know how it is. or, well, i guess you don't. what's an aga?

[spikeinthepunch]

i havent run in to too many uses of AI generated music, but recently i was hit with it in a place that makes me so angry and sad. on youtube's reccomended and home pages for years i get thrown random, low viewed music from obscure/new artists. years ago this was fun but after a while i used a plug in on desktop to hide all reccomended so i kinda forgot about it. still, i found some great bands then and some who have exploded since.

recently i changed stuff and i see my home page and reccomended again and was curious of the things popping up once more! a few things, quite cool and new people. but there was one that seemed odd. titling and lyrics were just.. strange? it took me a moment until i really noticed the credits on the upload noted an AI company/group.

it added up of course, no wonder it was so strange, shifting genre in a way that seemed weirdly unintentional and themes that made no goddamn sense. but despite that, it was near convincing without any context. i havent thought abt the progression of AI music. this was FULLY composed of AI generated lyrics, voices, and instruments. there were no digital instruments in a DAW, there were no MIDIs or real people involved in instruments, hell not even synthesized vocals easily made through something like synth v. someone barely picked up a finger to do this.

now, when i look at my home page eager to find these recently uploaded 0 viewed videos from people just starting out... im hit w the fact it could just be AI. thats so sad to me because its now deterred me from all of it, and i cant trust theyre real people at all.

[protosymphonette]

half life scientist oc concept...:3

joan was stationed on the border world during the resonance cascade, and after communication from black mesa was lost she managed to synthesize a portal back to earth herself. on xen she mostly studied the biological lifeforms, like the houndeyes and bullsquids, along with researching vortigese.

shes super reluctant to do any sort of harm to xenian lifeforms when back on earth, instead preferring to Run Like Hell or hide, using her prerequisite skills from her studies on xen to survive. having her cool special purple hev suit helps too.

her houndeye friend (it doesnt have a name yet) was the first thing she encountered after getting back to earth. she learned how to properly deal with houndeyes during her research, and since ol' houndie got teleported all on its lonesome, it bonded to joan. theyre basically best friends now and she has to keep it on a leash so that it doesnt attack every friendly scientist or security guard they may come across. houndeye named cupcake when it sees an unsupervised 60 year old scientist

also, shes hard of hearing and employs use of a hearing aid (i dont know if you can tell from the simplified version i drew) which renders her more resistant to the houndeye's sonic attacks than the average person.

i havent gotten around to drawing it yet, but i think she survives to the events of half life 2. maybe she has a xenian animal sanctuary out there somewhere, and can introduce houndeyes and bullsquids as allies to the player (similar to the antlions)

ok thats it thanks for listening

[just-an-emily-existing]

🔥The Embers of The Fire🔥

Facts and Silly Things

The Fire engines are not the most powerful, seeing as it can be put out so easily, but their scare tactics are unrivalled!

They are one of the most chaotic engines around, just take Bill and Ben for example!

Fire is known for passion, desire, rebirth, resurrection, eternity, destruction, hope, hell.

It is their inner light as well as a living symbol of the Divine fire that burns in every soul, but it burns in the soul of the fire engines the most.

This means that Fire has a form in the Earth Plane and in spiritual realms.

It is a source of energy that requires careful moderation and control or you WILL get burned (or alternatively “burn out”).

But they are usually extremely unpredictable in battle and can’t be controlled easily.

They’re feral beans do not anger them XD.

The Fire engines have small rings on their hands, but as engines, it becomes a ring around their funnels.

When they’re super mad, their hair will turn to fire, and can breath fire.

Once they’ve calmed down, they will huff out smoke.

If they’re an steam engine, their firebox will smoke up for than usual or for diesel’s, more fumes will come out out of their fume exhaust.

Involuntary smoking coming from the nose, mouth, or firebox/exhaust is a sign they’re going to have a boiler explosion and need to cool down quick.

Another cool trick they can do is snap their fingers which turns into a lighter (Think of Hades from the Disney Hercules movie).

They can also summon blue fire but not on command, it has be fuelled by genuine rage and when that happens, either do your best to run away or face the wrath of a Fire Engine. This Fire is much more unstable and chaotic and can even hurt other fire engines!

🔥Now onto their Prowess (Abilities)!🔥

Flamethrower: A character who can weaponize their fire into beams of heat and flames.

Heater: A character who can radiate heat from their bodies. They can synthesize other things outside of their body into fire by using the oxygen in the air and a fuel source.

Blinding Flash: Extremely bright burst of fire.

Cauterize Wounds: Stops bleeding.

Cook Food: Warm or cook food without burning it.

Create Clouds of Smoke to disctract enemies.

Fireworks: Fires brilliant & colorful sparkles into the air.

Pain of Fire: Target feels as if it’s being burned, even though it is physically unharmed.

Transform Sand into Glass.

Transform Wood into Charcoal.

Increase Temperature: The ability to increase the temperature in an area.

🔥What sets them apart from the other Elements?🔥

Each Fire Engine will have a streak of pure red fire somewhere in their hair, whether it be at the end, middle, top or in the bangs, it will always be there.

🔥Stained Glass/Portal to the Fire Garden🔥

🔥Mallet: Fire's Signature Weapon🔥

🔥Tapestry🔥

🔥Roller Skate Mechanics🔥

🔥Sigil Of The Fire🔥

[ghostskin]

HALLO！！Sorry for taking a while to send this ask I was being lazy 💔💔 Uwawawah BUT HERE THEY ARE！！ The japanese names of the songs are added so it makes searching for them easier :3

Poppin'Party — Hello! Wink!， Photograph， Melancholic ／ メランコリック， Romeo & Cinderella ／ ロミオとシンデレラ， Tokyo Shandy Rendez-Vous ／ トウキョウ・シャンディ・ランデヴ， The Vampire ／ ヴァンパイア

Afterglow — Mental Chainsaw ／ メンタルチェンソー， Roki ／ ロキ， Venom ／ ベノム， Chainsaw Blood

Pastel*Palettes — Happy Synthesizer ／ ハッピーシンセサイザ， I'll Miku-Miku You♪ ／ みくみくにしてあげる♪【してやんよ】， Fantastic Future， Discotheque， The Yuruyuri Incident ／ ゆりゆららららゆるゆり大事件， Q&A Recital! ／ Q＆A　リサイタル！， Baby Sweet Berry Love， Luka Luka★Night Fever ／ ルカルカ★ナイトフィーバー， Into The Night ／ 夜��駆ける， Lum's Love Song ／ ラムのラブソング， I Came To See You From A Secret Door ／ 秘密の扉から会いにきて， Magical Girl And Chocolate ／ 魔法少女とチョコレゐト， Idol ／ アイドル， Pappare☆Life! Bang! Banzai! ／ パッパレ☆人生！バーン万歳， Boppin' ♪ Identity! ／ るんっ♪てぃてぃー！， Pep Meets Step ／ ワクワクmeetsトリップ， Wonderland Girl， Swaying • Swaying Ring-Dong Dance ／ ゆら・ゆらRing-Dong-Dance， Shuwarin☆Dreaming ／ しゅわりん☆どり〜みん

Roselia — R， Black Shout， Oneness， King， Maiden Dissection ／ 乙女解剖， Fight Song ／ ファイトソング， Unaware Drunkard ／ 酔いどれ知らず， Bad Apple!!

Hello, Happy World! — Happy Girl， Rambunctious Stumbly-Tumbly March ／ わちゃ・もちゃ・ぺったん行進曲， Yappy! School Carnival☆彡， Yes, With Pleasure ／ はいよろこんで， Kyu-Kurarin ／ きゅうくらりん， Hair Swept Back By Gale-Force Winds ／ 強風オールバック， Ego Rock ／ エゴロック， Dance Hall ／ ダンスホール， Darling Dance ／ ダーリンダンス， The Sun Burns The Chaos ／ 太陽曰く燃えよカオス， Love Is The Servant Of Chaos ／ 恋は渾沌の隷也， 1, 2 Funclub ／ いーあるふぁんくらぶ

RAISE A SUILEN — Hell! Or Hell?， Dancing Daring， R•I•O•T， V.I.P Monster， The Way Of Life， Mind Of Prominence， Soulsoup， God-ish ／ 神っぽいな， The Zeroth Sense ／ 第ゼロ感， 狂乱 Hey Kids!!， Brain Fluid Explosion Girl ／ 脳漿炸裂ガール， Tinplate's Dance ／ ブリキノダンス， Lonely Night ／ ヒトリノ夜

Morfonica — Melancholic Lullaby ／ メランコリックララバイ， Overdose， The Blessing ／ 祝福， Deep-Sea Girl ／ 深海少女

Special Bands — Dreamin' Chuchu ／ どりーみんチュチュ， Sorry For Being So Cute ／ 可愛くてごめん， Planet Loop ／ 惑星ループ， Reincarnation Apple ／ 転生林檎， Phony ／ フォニイ， S'il Vous President ／ シル・ヴ・プレジデント， Bon Appetit♡s ／ ぼなぺてぃーと♡Ｓ， Fansa ／ ファンサ

THANK U SM FOR THIS !!!!!!!!! ive been listening to all of these since yesterday evening after the exam AND I LOVE THEM SO MUCH IM SO SORRY FOR RESPONDING SO LATE !! !!! i think my favourites now besides pastel palettes are roselia & raise a suilen i mean i love all of them actually but they r so cool .... roselia's music videos are so pretty and the vocals are insane i really loved R & black shout AND THE COVER OF KING IS INSANELY GOOD. i never listened to raise a suilen before but i loved all of the songs sm especially the cover of God-ish, its 1 of my favourite vocaloid songs so it was really amazing, i also lovve all parts with Chu2 ^_^

most things i like about afterglow and poppin party are the instrumentals, i also listened to the cover of Roki years ago & its 1 of my favourites :D i love hello happy world's cover of kyu-kurarin too, generally all of their songs are wonderful & cute like pastel palettes <3 melancholic lullaby & overdose go hard AF the violin makes morfonica stand out to me bc i really love it ^_^^^ im making a playlist for these THANK U SM 4 SENDING ME THIS ♡ im finallygonna be able to get more into bandori since im done w exams :D

[slippery-minghus]

System Breach Sunday... Rewind ⭕

#7

“Connor!” Hank dropped to his knees in front of his android charge. Sidearm holstered, he reached out, hesitant. 

Still frozen, lifeless like a broken doll, Connor could only watch as Hank took one of his hands from where they rested in his lap. The sight seemed almost far away… nearly glowing under the weak midday sun. Even still, Connor could feel it as Hank’s warm, calloused palm squeezed his own—he could hear the Lieutenant’s elevated respiration, feel his anxious pulse through the contact in his palm—but he couldn’t react. Couldn’t reciprocate in any way.

Connor was fine, but the remaining seconds that he was powerless to prove it made something inside him hurt. 

>WARNING: COMPREHENSIVE MOTOR REBOOT REQUIRED

>Time Until Motor Reboot: 53 seconds

>

>Software Instability ^

Gently, almost fearfully hesitant, Hank reached to Connor’s chin, tilting up his head. The sensation was a stark, cutting contradiction to the deviant’s forceful grip—and in a flutter of irrationality, Connor once again found himself verifying his anti-virus program’s readout. 

Still clear. Still nothing. 

He was alright. 

Connor’s vision rose, panning from the Lieutenant’s knees before his own, up to the man’s concerned, gray-framed face. Hank’s expression was pained, his voice tentative, “Can you hear me, son? You okay?” His gaze shifted slightly to Connor’s right, and the finger at his chin tilted his head to follow—Connor’s LED was still an angry, cycling red. 

“Shit, you still in there, Connor?” Hank asked with a bit more urgency. But then his gaze shifted away, and his hand gently lowered Connor’s head. His tone took on a more inward quality, “His LED’s still goin’, probably means he ain’t dead… the fuck did that deviant bastard do?” Careful, probing hands prodded at Connor’s sides, his arms, shoulders, his throat—barely brushing the data panel below his jaw—yet Hank found nothing amiss. “This is why I didn’t want you going off alone, you dumbass!”

>WARNING: COMPREHENSIVE MOTOR REBOOT REQUIRED

>Motor Reboot Initiated

Finally, after so many frustrating, powerless minutes, Connor began to regain physical functionality.

His breathing was the first to come back online. In a warmer setting, the influx of air would have been vital to cool his arrested biocomponents—but as his synthetic lungs expanded, Connor was met with the frigid rush of Detroit winter. Some basic, hard-coded instinct sent a violent shiver juddering through him, and Connor’s eyes squinted shut before he realized he’d even regained the ability to blink. He wheezed again, exhaling harshly as if the next breath would not come just as cold. 

“Connor!” Hank gasped, moving to grip the android’s shoulders. “Hang on kid, hang on. I’ve gotcha.”

Though the shivers persisted, each tremor was more fluid—more lifelike—than the last. And before long, Connor was able to perform simple movements of his own volition. With meticulous focus, he strung a sequence of actions together, then executed. First, Connor reached for the Lieutenant’s wrist and grasped it lightly. He slowly shook his head. Then Connor opened his mouth, activated his vocal synthesizer, and whispered, “I’m okay.” 

Yet he sounded anything but. Connor’s voice had come out small, rattled, afraid. He hadn’t queued an emulated well of emotion, hadn’t plotted the expression he could feel furrowing his brows. Androids weren’t supposed to—

“Like hell you are! What the hell happened? What’d that fucker do to you?” Hank’s tone was rough now that the imminent danger had passed, but the sharpest edges had been sanded smooth by relief. Connor couldn’t help but think back to the echo of Hank’s anger—his fear that he might lose…

Connor blinked, then jerked his hand away from Hank’s arm. He tried to right himself, but only managed to sway in Hank’s persistent grasp. The danger had passed, but— “The deviant—” Connor pressed, eyes wide, “It can’t have gotten far. I can track its progress through the cameras from here—” 

“Woah, woah, woah, hold it,” Hank rumbled, biting back a curse as Connor nearly slumped further to the ground. “I’m not going anywhere until I’m sure you’re actually okay. And not just saying it. Why’re you moving like a drunk bag of rocks?” 

[trans-ivorycello]

ok maybe this is just me but like, i Feel like people. underhighlight how a Lot of pvpers are just really really good strategists

(more rambling about this under the cut) but like. speaking from someone who's familiar with lifesteal and ivorycello's content, someone like clown isn't just someone who's 1) very skilled at the game, but he's also very good at picking up exactly what he lacks in and how to make up his skills effectively And efficiently

an example would be how clown grinded for 64 god apples because he knew how much the lifesteal server has improved at pvp in general (fun fact on his testrun ep he talks about how everyone has massively improved) (and on top of that him touching grass and not practicing /lh) but, since he knows he cannot rely on pure skill alone (and can't train that much in time) he makes up for those disadvantages by grinding materials to ensure he'll be able to get by, even if it's just barely (he also! observes other people's moves too! ex: during a s3 fight vi and some other people were chasing him down and were supply chaining until they finally wore clown down enough to kill him--and clown was a really good sport about it! and started talking to them about the supply chain strategy and complimented how it worked so well!!! he's good at analyzing stuff, with the whole thing about being able to reconize the other lifestealers have gotten so good that they'd probably kick his ass back in s2 now! the fact hes able to anaylize his own and others pvp is...really cool i think)

and ivory falls under this category as well, you can most clearly see it on her doly 1v1 video, but she's able to figure out exactly what aspects doly uses to his advantage (even to figuring out his ping and how they affect his pcrits) and from that she's able to figure out how to turn those exact methods on top of their heads and build up her own strategies to directly combat what doly was, probably, doing subconsciously. holy hell that's such a cool concept??? like ivory herself admits in her own video that she is a relatively new pvper and the fact she was able to synthesize that much information into a strategy that beat out someone who has so much more experince than her? that's so fucking badass

maybe this is just me not looking in the right places but. i Really do think people like clown's and ivory's skills as strategists should be highlighted more. like, i feel like it humanzies them a lot more. makes them feel like people that just so happen to be very skilled instead of undefeatable figureheads who are powerful beyond comprehension. even though that's their reputation, they're still just people at the end of the day and i think that's an interesting dichotomy to explore <3