#vwip

[evilhorse]

You…must be…insane!

(Usagi Yojimbo #10)

[avidlylivid]

nothing can stop me from naming the character turnaround positions after stage directions

[tgrailwar-zero]

Saber we’ll go into more detail about it later, but suffice to say that we have thoroughly poisoned the well when it comes to interacting with Bradamante or any of the 12 paladins.

RICHARD: "Hmm…"

RICHARD: "…Well, I haven't."

He went to head down the hill, before--

OKUNI: "Pin 'im."

ZANZABUROU: "Zan."

Vwip.

Thud.

RICHARD: "Ack--"

[future-of-freedom]

GUYS QUICK! A bomb has been planted in Restoration HQ! Luckily, it is attached to a teleporter that will warp it to one of three predetermined locations. Will you send it to: A) Lanolin's mom's house, B) The remains of Madman's Casino, or C) Randy. Just Randy.

“My mom-“

“Rabbid-“

Lanolin and Surge snapped their heads at each other.

“Surge, don’t you realize if we send it to Randy, it’ll still cause major damage to the Restoration?!” Lanolin yelled.

“Hey, it’ll be worth it!” Surge retorted. “Plus, why would you blow up your family?”

“You don’t know my mom,” Lanolin scowled.

Ashley tried to interject, saying, “Why don’t we just send it to Madman’s Casino? I mean, it’s already destro-“

“BOOOORIIIIIING!” Surge yelled.

Unfortunately, the argument went on for so long, the bomb was mere seconds from exploding.

“Okay, fine. Rock paper scissors! Whoever wins gets to send it to the location they want!” Surge said, holding her fist out to Lanolin.

“Deal!”

“ARE YOU SERIOUS?!” Ashley screamed as Lanolin and Surge shook their fists. Lanolin’s hand formed paper, while Surge’s made rock.

“HA! Paper beats rock!”

“Okay, best two out of three!”

“WH- no, you never said we’d do that!”

“Well I’m saying it now-!”

*VWIP*

The two whipped their heads to Ashley, who teleported the bomb.

“There. Off to Madman’s Casino, where no one can get hurt,” she said; dusting off her hands.

“What the fuck, Spots?!”

“You didn’t even participate!” Lanolin scolded.

Ashley rolled her eyes. “Gee. You’re welcome.”

[jackkirt]

they all say "penis went vwip" !

[eltristanexplicitcontent]

@traingifs imma hope everyone adds "runaway railcar" gif to every post about parallel systems or ironlev or hyperloop pods or anything anyone thinks they're going to reinvent the railroad...

...voop, vwip!

[ashyrvir]

Boop bweep, beep bwerp. Beep bip bip bweep, bip boop beep weow. Wrrp? Beep bweep beep boop pipipipi bwaaw.

Beep bwip? Boop.

Zzt zzt vrrm vwoop. Mrrrrt vwip boop bwerp bwaow.

[pelman]

been making Less in general but heres musix

[undefinedmayhem]

Imagine if you would, one of those movie endings where the protag gets Vwipped back to the point where everything went to hell due to them being a dick

And they take the lesson to heart and strive to be even worse than before.

[allcfme]

There was pure silence, a weather device in his left hand as the fear was struck in his golden hues. That hedgehog looked terrifying. And here Finnley was trying to report the weather and habitat of the area. Maybe he should go back? It seemed like this area was already occupied with this Hedgehog. And the last he wanted was to get in the way... Or worse. Have confrontation.

Finnley was quick into scrambling his belongings and walking away as fast as he could-

       ⌦ ODD. THE FOX made a rather strange appearence, now turning to run away. With a device in hand. Narrowing his gaze, the hedgehog rose from his spot. It felt like they were tracking him and fled when they were caught. A small growl left his lips as he let them take a few paces out, awaiting for the right time to strike. And when he did. . . 

         VWIP. 

          Right in front of them. He held out an arm, clocking the fox in the throat. Once collapsed, a gloved hand grasped the white fluff on his chest, pulling them up to meet muzzle to muzzle. 

          "What's the rush? Aren't you looking for me? Who do you work for?!" He barked between sharp bared canines. 

[devilskniife]

corduroy pants are awesome if you love going vwip vwip vwip whenever you walk and also attracting every lint particle on earth

[prgqcw4]

m3 h0 psd tprog ap f t

vwip

[avidlylivid]

today's progress on the aforementioned turnaround (for lee nova my beloved)

I pretty much just need to put her through the spin test to make it as consistent as I can given that I've never made a turnaround before (also owie I can SEE THEM >:[)

shout out to guide lines that I am definitely using correctly. ough

also yes I will do the shadow + rise don thing soon, I've already begun colour picking / refining and sketching

[tgrailwar-zero]

Avenger, requesting permission for a big warm hug!

SALIERI: "…Hm."

MUSASHI: "Aw, c'mere! I think we all need a moment of TLC after all this stuff!"

She pulled you and AVENGER into a tight hug. After a few moments, SALIERI pried himself away.

SALIERI: "...Where's the child?"

Oh, right.

MUSASHI: "Aw, is papa bear worried?"

SALIERI: "I'm not 'papa bear'. That would be Rider, if anybody. And I reiterate, where's the child?"

MUSASHI: "Yeah, yeah. The kid's fine. They just sort of… went 'vwip' back into whatever hammerspace the Masters use."

That did seem relatively indicative of what happened. The LITTLE GUY was still in your inventory. You still weren't sure how that exactly worked. Was he awake in there? Asleep? Who knew.

[enderman]

vwp. vrrp. vwip.

[allcfme]

   ⌦ THE STAINED GLOVE matched his own. Her reaction was similar to his the first time he spilled someone's innards. Something they gave him; it made him some sort of predator that craved the meat of a human. They ceased that 'medicine' immediately, not wanting to screw up their perfect weapon. Shadow's lingering eyes swiftly darted around from the lesser stained tiles to the bags. Her reaction made him rather uncomfortable than something amusing. He saw himself in her with it. Shaking off his form like a dog would when sprayed with a hose, the black hedgehog cleared his throat. 

       "Don't worry too much about your gloves. Agent Stone has magic hands and can get any stain out of any article of clothing," He removed his own, revealing some sort of nightmare of scarred up hands. Fur was missing in some splotches. A digit or two seemed to be crooked; broken at some point in his life. Claws were jagged and unkempt. He seemed to have some sort of paw pads on the palm area, similar to a cat's shape.

        Vwip.

        Another moment where he's gone from existence, only to reappear with a smaller bag. "Put your gloves in here. I'll give 'em to Agent Stone when we get home. I don't mind getting my hands dirty, but you might, so keep them on until you're ready." Once Shadow gave his word, his teleportation trick danced him around the room to find an object to mix their concoction of chemicals to cleanse the area. Her little jest would've caused him to grin if they were bonded better, but his thin lipped expression stayed.

       "Where are you from? You have an American accent to you, unless it's fake. How'd you wind up in Europe? Let alone find me?"

⸺ ❝ Hmm .. I don't think so, maybe his name was mentioned once in passing; everything's been moving so fast, it's been hard to keep up with it. ❞ Her and the other shared a look, her eye brow rose at the insinuation of an "odd relationship" but decided to not persist on the topic further. Maybe it'd make itself known once she finally got to meet Agent Stone, herself. In her watching closely of Shadow, she failed to keep in mind the positioning of her hand and it had touched some of the remainder blood that stayed.

Pomni could feel her blood run cold as her eyes slowly shifted, turning her hand to see the mistake she made. Her blue glove had trickles of its own red coating on it now; and it off-kiltered her stronghold to keep herself from wanting to throw up. She could feel the churn tightly react inside her stomach as her body jerked, covering her mouth with her red glove available to look away, shutting her eyes briefly to focus. She hated this.

She was stronger than this ... and embarrassing for her that someone had to bear witness to it. The glove that touched fluids on the fabric of her hand still held onto the rag absentmindedly as the sound of a trash bag came closer; she took a deep breath through her nose as she peered an eye open and quickly tossed the rag away inside. Her body shifted back to sitting on her legs, but she kept the one appendage far from her line of sight and smell for the time being. Pomni hadn't noticed another cloth nearby to take care of her disparaged trauma that still festered on her body.

The act of wanting to spill her guts for a moment had finally passed as she grounded herself, staring off to the side as his words were a good anchor to focus on instead. And she even began to wonder herself: who am I?

⸺ ❝ I'm ... alive. Can't say the same for whoever this was. ❞