#*groooaaan*

[faytelumos]

Mech pilot system where there's three pilots???

One for the left hemisphere, one for the right hemisphere, and one for the cerebellum?

Like, you all still have to be drift compatible, you all still have to be in the cockpit together, but there's basically two thinkers and one translator.

Imagine that the mech designers fought this for years. Two humans every time with massive neural network loads on both the machine and the humans. Pilots could only be medically cleared to operate a machine for four years, max, and then their careers were over. Most didn't make it even that long.

And then someone figures out that if you put in another human to translate between the humans and mech, it flows so much smoother.

Two pilots in the front, the ones doing the strategy and the martial arts and the orders and the takedowns. A third in the back, suspended and all but fugue as they relay human-to-mech and mech-to-human, a person turned into a slave drive, but still tangled up into everybody's heads.

Like, imagine the possibilities?!

You walk into the chow hall and the people who are interested in the shiny new pilots want to know if you're a Leftie or a Migi or a Cera.

Lefties and Migis who spent too long in the cockpit that day who feel like they can't think clearly without that little voice in the back of their head whispering the answers.

Ceras who space out when the room gets loud, who accidentally expect someone else to say what they're thinking, who have nerve damage all across their bodies because it takes all they have to sort data.

Mechs who are older than the trio structure who had their cockpits gutted and refitted, who have spaghetti running up to the chunk of metal that is the third pilot's seat, like a spare part slapped into the room and given too much control.

A Cera who hangs out in the mech bay because the humans are too far from them anymore, but the mecha can't talk to them, either.

a Leftie who can't stand being in the same room as their Migi without the Cera to talk between them.

A Migi who barely knows how to be their own person anymore because so much of their brain is just outside of their reach.

A mech that just wants things to go back to the way they were, pain and lag be damned.

[mehrunnez]

call me a little boring but I am getting kinda tired of posts like "fat people are sooo hot trans people are sooo sexy *insert trait here* is sooooooo sexy and hot". What if people didn't have to be sexualised in order to exist and be respected. groooaaan

[minstrivia]

im so weak for sleepy yoongi 🥺

same he looks so soft and cuddly I just want to squish 😭😭💜💜

[benjisbento]

Hnngh I’m so close to finishing my laundry but uuugh

[ladydreemurr]

@bravest​ replied to your post: " mommmmm, sans is being MEAN to me! " please...

GROOOAAANS.

... but also okay. she GUESSES! >:T ]

* Good child. Best baby.

[taragrimface]

groooaaan i guess itts time to finish trident lesbian

[lessattitudemorealtitude]

Dec 6-7th word count: 182

Total MyDeWriMo: 1,769

Groooaaan 

Okay, so I really need to buckle down. I have some personal chores today, but that’s it. Hopefully I can get at least 1k pumped out.

[hellmastermiller]

:^/

[bignoisytumlover]

Rude Hungry Wake Up Call Pt 3: The Payoff

The walk from the vending machine to the cafeteria building seemed like an endless journey. Luis felt like he wasn’t getting any closer, and the empty morning campus—by virtue of all the other students spending their Saturday morning in bed—did not ease this feeling. Also, every few seconds his mental complaining would be interrupted by the loud noises his belly was making. He wrapped his arms around his roaring gut, as if trying to stifle the noise. He could feel his belly fighting back, wobbling as if to break free.

“Quiet down!” Luis said, exasperated. His belly angrily replied.

GRROOARGLE!

“You’ll wake up the other students, that’s why!”

NNNRRRARGLE GROOOAN!

“Well there’s no need to be rude about—“

GRRROWWLLLLL!

“That’s not—“

RRRAAAWWRRGLE GRRRRRMMMBLE!

“Hey would you let me do the talking?!” Luis yelled. His stomach gave out a slightly less loud grumble in reply, but toned down it’s barrage of noises as Luis turned the corner to the cafeteria. Luis looked up at the stone building the way a tourist looks at a monument, with awe and excitement. He could already imagine the inside of the complex, with special sections devoted to different types of food. It was like heaven to him.

Luis’ stomach interrupted his thoughts yet again, and he looked down at the wobbling mass peeking under his shirt. “Calm down, only fifteen more minutes till the cafeteria opens, buddy.” His stomach glorbled obediently, the pangs of hunger growing ever stronger. He sat down on one of the benches in front of the building, desperately hoping no one else would decide to have an early breakfast this morning and be subjected to his belly’s performance while they waited. Thankfully, no one else on campus seemed to have left their building yet.

Luis’ belly let out another loud, thirty-second long GROOOAAAN, and he used both hands to soothe his aching, empty tummy. Luis moaned as well, cursing his new-found appetite as the minutes ticked away closer to opening time. As he sat their feeling his stomach growling and gurgling, he wondered if he would even be able to make it to breakfast. By the time he realized that the lights inside the establishment were starting to turn on, his stomach was literally growling non-stop.

However, Luis finally jumped to life when he saw what he had been waiting for: the green light outside the door turned on, signaling that the cafeteria was now open. He stood up and walked briskly through the door to the register that stood between the door and the food beyond. He was a little comforted to see that the register was being manned by Bill, a portly gentleman who worked the cafeteria who didn’t seem to judge Luis every time he came in.

“Good morning, Luis!” Bill said jollily. “Feeling the need for an early morning snack?”

Luis blushed lightly as he handed his ID card to Bill. “You could kinda say that…” His belly growled loudly, and Luis noticed Bill smirking. He clutched his belly with both hands and blushed even harder.

“Don’t worry buddy, I know what you mean.” Bill swiped Luis’ ID through the register, which beeped twice. He handed Luis back his ID card, and said, “College will do that to ya. Enjoy your meal!” Bill smiled, and Luis smiled back.

“Thank you, sir!” And with that, Luis bolted into the cafeteria. His first stop was the breakfast cook area, where he placed an order for four omelets of various kinds. After the cook confirmed the order and began to make them, Luis sped to the self-serve section, where he began loading several plates full of bacon, eggs, biscuits and gravy, donuts, sausage, and breads. Luis balanced the multitude of plates on the tray, and carried it over to his usual seat in the corner by the window. After placing them down, he went back to the omelet station, which by then were finished cooking. He thanked the cook and brought them back to his table as well. Finally, he grabbed several glasses of chocolate milk.

Luis, finally done searching for his food, admired the display before him on the table. A bystander might have imagined the food was for a group of people who had not yet returned to the table, but Luis—and his gut, which was growling in anticipation—knew that this was all for him. Salivating, he began to chow down into his food, savoring the greasy bacon, the savory omelets, the sweet donuts, the refreshing milk, and more.

About a halfway way through the meal he stopped temporarily for a break. He exhaled deeply and leaned back. As he did so, he felt his gut push its way out from under his shirt and over his waistband. His belly, which for what seemed like an eternity had felt as empty as a deserted cave, now gurgled happily at the mass of food inside it. Luis gently rubbed his fingers over his belly, moaning a bit at the feeling. However, he was interrupted by a small growl from his belly, reminding him of the remaining food. Obediently, Luis began digging into the food, forgoing all manners and making noises that would normally never be allowed in polite company as he ate. He could feel the food particles building up on his cheeks, but he didn’t care. He ate, and ate, and ate; and all the while he could feel his belly growing rounder, his shirt continuing to ride up.

Finally, Luis laid back once more, this time marveling at all the empty plates in front of him. He also looked down and marveled at his belly, which at this point was not even being hidden. The blob of fat now stuck out more than usual, pressing against the edge of the table. He burped as he rubbed it again, loving the soothing feeling it gave. His belly also gave an appreciative gurgle as it enjoyed the feast, and Luis gave it a pat. “You’re very welcome, buddy.”

Luis, with some difficulty, slid out of the booth and stood up, gathering up the dirty dishes on a tray, and brought them over to the conveyer belt that brought the dishes to the washer. He then hobbled his way toward the exit, having to lean back a little bit to counteract the weight of his new food-baby belly. He passed by Bill, who seemed to look quite impressed and flustered. Luis waved bye to Bill, and exited the door as a group of students who he did not recognized went in; all of them stared at his gut, which was on full display. And maybe he was drunk on a food high, but Luis didn’t feel embarrassed—in fact, he proudly stuck his gut out even more and placed his hands underneath it, jiggling it slightly.

Luis walked back to his dorm building, his belly making happy gurgles the whole way home. He swiped his ID card on the door to unlock it the building door, slowly made his way to his dorm room, and opened it with his card again. Luis noticed his roommate was still asleep (not surprising), so he closed the door gingerly as he made his way in. He slipped off his pants and lifted off his shirt, leaving them in a heap on the floor.

As he had earlier in the morning, Luis caught himself in the full-length mirror once more. His belly was noticeably bigger—probably added a good few inches to its circumference. It was rounder, like a ball, and seemed to sag over the waistband of his briefs. Luis rubbed it gingerly with his hands, tracing the shape. He was in awe of it, marveling at how it added to his girth. His hands could also feel his belly gurgling along as it processed his meal. He looked down at his belly happily, realizing once more how much he enjoyed this sensation. He wasn’t sure how long he stood there admiring his belly, but he was pulled out of his trance by his roommate.

“Umm, bro, what are you doing?” his roommate asked groggily. Luis yelped and flushed bright red.

“NOTHING! I mean, nothing, just… just…” He couldn’t really think of anything to say that would explain what he was doing. All he did was turn slightly to hide his expression.

Thankfully, his roommate re-collapsed back onto his bed and began snoring. Luis breathed a sigh of relief. He would have to be more careful in the future. He also re-adjusted his undies; he couldn’t hide how much he liked his new appetite and its consequences.

Suddenly feeling very tired himself, Luis lumbered into bed, hefting himself up and onto the mattress. He felt his belly jiggle a bit as he went down, sloshing and gurgling. He lay face up on the bed, stroking his belly lovingly as it gurgled and purred, working hard on its meal. Luis loved the sounds it made, and found it very soothing along with his belly rubs. After a few minutes of listening to the sounds, Luis drifted off into sleep, a wide smile on his face.

THE END

[roy-the-demon]

Guess who's baaaack~? *walks in* Roy you really should lock your door.

*groooaaan*

[mayes-the-fox]

Groooaaan. My manager just asked me if I could work Friday open. I was looking forward to having the next few days off. But I also quite like work and I could do with the hours after being sick last week. Bluh. My laziness vs my sense of responsibility. 

[wrestle-dom]

Smackdown Review 1/3/17

The difference between Smackdown and Raw becomes more and more apparent each week. Last week, with the Wildcard Finals of Smackdown (which they pretty much built like it was a Pay Per View), for the first time in history, Smackdown beat Raw in the ratings, and rightfully so. Raw sucks so much, I decided not to waste my time reviewing it. The best review for Raw you can see is from JDFromNY206 on Youtube (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cKOoL-9eOeM). I encourage you to go watch his, because that’s pretty much how I feel about the state of Raw. In fact, the first 3 seconds of the review pretty much sums it up for me. Now onto my Smackdown Review....

The show opened with the Miz cutting a promo on Renee Young, claiming that he would not leave the ring until she came down and apologized. Ambrose came down instead, but like the great heel that he is, Miz got out of the ring and was protected by Maryse. This always gets on my nerves because it makes Miz look like a punk ass, but then again, that’s the point, so in essence, he was being a great heel.

Next up was a match between Baron Corbin and Dolph Ziggler. This was a great match, with a lot of back and forth and great near falls. When Baron Corbin kicked out of the Zig Zag, I knew this match was getting good. Soon enough, Corbin hit Ziggler with the End of Days, and that’s exactly what it was, the end for Ziggler.

Baron Corbin def. Dolph Ziggler w/ End of Days

After the match, Corbin went to get a chair to continue beating the crap out of Ziggler, but Kalisto (Groooaaan) came out to make the save. Corbin bailed out of the ring, and to my delight, Ziggler superkicked the shit out of Kalisto, screaming how he doesn’t need his help or anyone else’s. Does this mean the return of Heel Ziggler?!? God I hope so. Or this could also be the beginning of Ziggler forming that stable that they have been talking about recently...

Next up was a cringeworthy promo between James Ellsworth and Carmella, with him messing up his words trying to talk to Carmella, and giving her the shirt off of his back as a good luck charm for their match. Her coming to his aid was intriguing, but I hope we don’t have to see many of these types of promos between them.

Backstage, you see Mojo Rawley, Rhyno, and Apollo Crews chatting, when in comes a frustrated Ziggler, tearing up the locker room and throwing bags everywhere. Apollo Crews stops Ziggler and explains that he understands his frustrations, but taking it out on Kalisto was wrong. Ziggler and Crews exchanged a few words about the situation before Ziggler headbutted Crews and they began to brawl, with the other wrestlers breaking them up. All I know is, a Crews and Ziggler match up will not only be fantastic, but maybe, just maybe they’ll use it to raise Crews’ stock, because right now he’s the King of Catering right next to Jack Swagger (Where the fuck is Jack Swagger anyway?)

Becky Lynch was up next, going against La Luchadora. Cagesideseats.com had an article about the identity of La Luchadora, but I wanted to wait until I saw Smackdown before giving myself any spoilers. The match was eh, Becky spent the majority of the time beating up whoever is under that mask. Towards the end of the match, Luchadora crawled under the ring, and on the other side popped out another La Luchadora, but this time I could tell it was Alexa Bliss. She missed her finisher off the top and ended up in the DisarmHer, tapping out to Lynch.

Becky Lynch def. “La Luchadora” via submission

After the match, Becky was attacked by both Bliss and La Luchadora, so Bliss is having a good time getting one up on Becky after she first used the La Luchadora scheme to beat her. Royal Rumble match for the SWC Belt on the horizion? Or I don’t know, can we SEE SOME FUCKING NAOMI ON SMACKDOWN AGAIN PLEASE??

Next was the Contract Signing b/w AJ Styles and John Cena. In the beginning, AJ Styles made a great point. John Cena has been gone 4 months and once again he comes back and immediately gets a title shot. Its Bullshit, and we all know its bullshit. The question we need to ask ourselves is why John Cena gets so many fucking chances to be champion. Literally, since he has been in WWE, over the span of 15 years this man has gotten to hold a world title at least once every year, on average. Not to mention unfairly given title shots he doesn’t earn (like this one). I remember one time where it really irked me. This was around the time CM Punk “left” the WWE, so they held a tournament to see who would be the new WWE Champion. It came down to the Miz and Rey Mysterio. They had a great looooong match that night and Mysterio won the WWE Championship. Guess what happens next? Triple H decides to give John Cena a championship match that night, against Mysterio. That shit wasn’t even fair, and this came from a man (Triple H), who was literally gifted the World Heavyweight Championship by Eric Bishoff. Ridiculous. No one has gotten more title shot opportunities than John Cena, and it makes me sick. I know its because of how much money he makes the WWE for merchandise, but the fans have been telling them for years that we are ready for something new. Its ok to create new stars, WWE. Jussayin’. Anyway, they go back and forth, Cena yells a lot so the fans clap, and in the end, Baron Corbin comes out and stakes his claim of entering the Royal Rumble and going to Wrestlemania to face whichever superstar wins the Championship match at the Royal Rumble. Overall, a decent promo, with minimal Authority Figure presence.

Backstage, Maryse slaps the taste out of Renee Young’s mouth for slapping the Miz last week. Lots of slapping going on.

Next match, Carmella w/Ellsworth vs Aliyah from NXT. The match was alright, and saw a decent back and forth between the ladies, with an interference from James Ellsworth helping Carmella to win with her SilenceHer submission move.

Carmella def Aliyah via submsission.

Up next we have American Alpha vs Breezango. This match was crap, as AA won the match in less than a minute with Grand Amplitude. I really don’t understand the logic here, with not putting any other tag teams over, its really going to hurt Smackdown in the long run by not having any believable strong contenders for championships. After the match, Bray Wyatt proclaimed that next week, the Wyatt Family was coming for their rematch. Right as Luke Harper was about to say “Run”, Orton stepped in front of him and did it, and you can see Harper staring at Orton like WTF?. Interesting build to their eventual break up.

Natayla and Nikki Bella were up next with a set of decent promos, with Nattie talking about how Nikki’s looks have gotten her opportunities, and Nikki claiming that Nattie lives off of her legacy. In the end, Nikki knocked Natalya out for talking about her relationship with Cena. Not a bad exchange between the two, and they are set to have a match next week. (See how they are building for their shows, Raw? Eh?)

Next was Ambrose walking towards the ring for his Championship match against the Miz, when he was interrupted by the most stumblingest interviewer of all time. She was trying to ask Dean Ambrose about any of the events of the evening possibly being a distraction for him during his Intercontinental Championship match coming up next, but she was falling over her words so much that he just interrupted her and told her he was going to get the job done. She seriously needs some work on her interviewing skills. We also learned that Baron Corbin will be facing John Cena in action next week, so already we have Three matches set up for next week: Cena vs Corbin, Bella vs Natalya, and American Alpha vs Wyatts, and possibly Ziggler vs Crews. I’m hyped for next weeks’ Smackdown!

Main Event: The Miz (c) vs Dean Ambrose for the Intercontinental Championship

I decided not to take a lot of notes on this match, or any of the matches and really go off of the feeling that I got watching them, and this was a good main event. It started off with Ambrose just going off on the Miz to the point where he kept escaping the ring to gain his composure. Eventually, Ambrose caught up with him continued with the beating. There were a lot of near falls throughout the match, including an off the top rope elbow drop from Ambrose to Miz on the outside, and of course interference from Maryse. There was one point where Maryse’s interference helped Miz to catch the Skull Crushing Finale on Ambrose, but he kicked out, which was a nice surprise. A bit later, Maryse smacked Ambrose in the face in front of the referee, to try and get Miz disqualified. Ambrose stopped the referee from disqualifying the Miz, instead convincing him to eject Maryse from ringside. During this, the Miz hit Ambrose with the intercontinental title and covered him. FOR A TWO!! The crowd was really into this match, as they should be because Smackdown knows how to book matches and stories (for the most part). Then, moments later, Ambrose hit Miz with Dirty Deeds for the 1,2,3!

Dean Ambrose def The Miz with Dirty Deeds to become a 2 time Intercontinental Champion

I was frankly surprised when they decided to give the IC title to Ambrose, after trading it back and forth between Miz and Ziggler during their awesome feud in 2016. It makes me wonder where they are going to go next with The Miz. He might be moving up to the Upper Card, which would be ok, if they made him a stronger looking heel, and they could be using Ambrose to strengthen up the Midcard, but it remains to be seen. I expect the Miz and Ambrose to battle it out some more for the IC title. Overall, this was a good show for Smackdown, not as good as last week, but better than Raw and still really good. I’m looking forward to next week to see what occurs. Maybe I’ll do a predictions post for Smackdown. 

Overall Grade for Smackdown: B+

Look out for my #205 live review coming soon!

[5carlet-chaos]

Gotta clean, vacuum and do dishes 

Thankfully I didn’t let it get too bad this time so it shouldn’t take that long, but stil *groooaaan*

[final-vantasy]

Aggressively rolls around// I never got tested for any 'disorders' but regardless have had teachers ask me about having multiple forms of autism, most commonly aspergers like idk teach my mom refused to get me tested as a kid and even now so unless you'd like to pay for whatever it's called to help me know then you gotta deal with idk