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bat girl

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Rool

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religious porn artist: thank you god for guiding my hand to draw this porn of jalter.

atheist porn artist: through my own skills and labor, this porn of jalter is my magnum opus.

agnostic porn artist: no one knows for sure if there is porn of jalter.

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penny snapcube deltarune moments but it's just the weird route

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you two are so goddamn weird you deserve the world

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if chapter 4 did anything its that it reminded me how zooted she is for the lizard

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the mane axe is a hairbrush. the auto axe is a toothbrush. so is the toxic axe.

during the events of chapter 4, gerson drags susie out of her slump, he encourages her storytelling as a fellow author and teaches her how to practice her craft. because he saw a story burn in her eyes, brighter and blacker than everything around them.

so gerson gave her the justice axe.

he gave her a paintbrush.

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continually astounded to learn that someone around me is actually for real christian. like. aren't you supposed to grow out of that

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the funniest part of ‘there is still time’ is that it’s a phrase my adhd ass says to myself when I procrastinate shit

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we need to tell ralsei its okay for her to be a girl. "but the prophecy says prince from the dark" ok. susies gonna punch that prophecy too

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Rewatching Apothecary Diaries and remembering how much I love these dorks

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"becomes" 🤨🙄

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they're called draconian laws because they were instituted by a cute dragon girl with cute lil horns and a big cute tail and an unbelievably harsh sense of justice

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I'm actually still shook from how good the screenwriting in Ave Mujica was. In particular, the entire cluster of scenes showing Sakiko right after the dissolution of Ave Mujica.

The absence of music and dialogue, simply Sakiko using the train to go home, surrounded by a world that won't let her forget she's failed and that won't stop screaming at her that she is as much of a piece of garbage as she thinks she is. It's unbelievably violent. Seeing the Mutsumi billboards in the distance, gigantic and lit.

She then gets home, and is not only reminded of her piece of shit father, said piece of shit drunkard failure of a man is listening to Nyamucchi's still successful videos. Not even at the place that should be home does the world stop screaming at her that she failed. Sakiko calmly does her dishes, then grabs her stuff and heads to the public bath.

And at the public bath, they have the radio playing Uika's music. You can't escape the world's screaming of how much you suck on transit, you can't escape the screams at home, you can't even escape them at the public bath, a place intimately linked with peace, with cleansing. No, you are the worst, Sakiko, the world screams, and if it could strike her down, it would without hesitation.

She's silent the entire time. Blank expression. Torn to shreds, but the porcelain remains.

It's viscerally violent. Insanely well executed. I spent those minutes with my heart in my hand from just how bad I felt for Sakiko, thinking all the while, "things get better for her, right? Right?".