#Hexbox

[uncannycalamity]

TW BODY HORROR

Did not post this here because it's a WIP but why not!! Here's Subject 035 from Hexbox V1 (my own little concept)

[chromatophorium]

What is the scariest game console?

HexBox?

Witch?

WiiBoo?

DieS?

Uh.... DecayStation?

Idk... I just had spooky game console puns on the brain... Most of these probably have been done before.

[lachrymimosaa]

i got an xbox for the first time ever and have 1 friend ... do any beloved mutuals who also have a hexbox want to add me ?? ;w;

[rlim1908]

Maiden RINA won again. The demonoids & demons lost. Hexboxed in the 8th galaxy. The old Vatican is happy. The New Vatican is even happier! Angels are not magnanimous when they win. That’s Canon Law. Pollillo island near Baler, Aurora it’s new University of the Philippines area & the Old Vatican bldg. is housed there for the transitional. & those who r still used to the old ways. Little Italy 🇮🇹 in the Philippines little Switzerland in the Philippines Intessa San Paolo area, Sella bank area.

[blogcancercero]

Sonichu 10: Página 54

En vez de destruir el PC de Alec sin más, antes destrozó su disco duro. Supongo que o se es así de meticuloso o Alec podría rescatar sus aplicaciones. Sonichu: Oye, gran Chris, ¿Ya terminaste? Nota: 5 minutos antes… Sonichu: (pensando) Mal dibujado… Sonichu: (pensando) Este lugar es un desastre… Habiendo regresado a su forma humana en la página anterior, Chris rodea el Pabellón HexBox con un…

[ashenworth]

the boys are gamiiinnngggg

(for the love of god click for better quality PLEASE)

[the-weirder]

You may have noticed the biggest Tirona stan is awfully quiet on Tirona day

That’s because I’m still compiling my HHT MASTERPOST: ACT II. Coming soon. Be patient my lovelies, though there are only a meager hundred or so of you, this will be worth the wait! And go play/support the latest Hiveswap: Friendsim Act while I work! Shill out that generous 0.99$, and tell your friends!

https://store.steampowered.com/app/941220/Hiveswap_Friendsim__Volume_Twelve/

[mysticonsheadcanons]

Yo Mysticons, Proxima, Quasarla, Naivara, and Gandobi, what's your version of fortnite, minecraft, and a Ds and portable playstation?

Note: As it gets boring having all of them answer everything (I tend to repeat answers), they’ll answer parts of it. Everything you mentioned will have an answer, though.

ARKAYNA; I’ve seen Zarya play on something called the Double Dragon Egg, which looks similar to a DS.

ZARYA: There’s a really cool game called Battledome, which I’m guessing is like Fortnite.

EM: This is hard, as some things, like PlayStation Minis, are brand focused, so it’s not easy to find an exact comparison.

PIPER: There’s a game called “Sandbox” which is similar to Minecraft.

PROXIMA: I’m not big on video games, sorry.

QUASARLA: Remember, not everything on Earth has an exact comparison to Gemina. There are may things that are similar thought.

GANDOBI: It’s common for handhelds in Gemina to be like miniature versions of home consoles. For example, the Double Dragon Egg is closest to a Nintendo DS, but it more resembles the home console here, the Double Dragon.

NAIVARA: I would say that the hexbox mini is similar to the handhelds, but I’d guess that’s more closely related to Xbox. I’d guess that the Small Spacegame is the closest to PlayStation mini.

[officialnightwing]

"I feel the same way, think it's just one of those things," Dick promised. He nodded, and then paused, running a hand through his hair, "I need to head back- give Haley a walk-" hide a book in a hexbox, "but I'll be back, okay?"

A small shrug, "just... to settle my worries."

And then an offer, "hey I can pick up something to eat on the way back." He grinned lightly, "pizza? Or something you like since Vic and BB aren't here."

A voice in your head. Small almost childlike with familiar panic and fear never shown to others. "Robin." A name called out on instinct despite the owner knowing times have changed. Raven had mentally reached out to Dick for support. She did not normally do this without permission as she believed it to be invasive so something big must have happened for her to reach out like this and in this time.

The name spilled through his awareness, the half-slumber of his mind. A tipped over glass, water thinning until it was little more than an echo-

Robin.

His mother's voice. The springtime all around him. Chiriklo-gilibano, chirik, chiripomos, ashun so mothav túke, kai san, le chiriklênsa?

Robin.

His eyes broke open. Dilated. Constricting sharply against alertness. Tightening center of focus. Dick sat up in the sweat-tangles of his sheets, the movement making the muscles in his back and arms sing out- chiripomos, chirik-

"Chiriklì-mulikani," he exhaled. "Raven..." He closed his eyes. Breathed in and out, tapping inwards like a blinded person with a staff. Tapped against the edges of his awareness, trying to find the frightened girl he trusted inside his own head. Tried to find her like a hand reaching out in the dark. "Raven- can you hear me?"

@raven-thewaygate

[arnesia]

playing hellder scrolls 666 on hexbox

[uncannycalamity]

Late night update for the mod I'm making a concept of, it has a name now!! And some characters!!

HexBox!! V1 and V2 are planned vaguely out. V1 is titled Judgement Day, V2 is titled Pestilence.

Settings:

V1: Act 1 takes place in the cult facility after Journalist is invited.

V2: Act 2 takes place in the surrounding swamp as Journalist makes their escape from Subject 002.

Summary of lore: You, Journalist, have been invited to interview the Bishops of the Mighty Dawn, a religious group stationed deep in the marshland. Upon arriving, you're greeted generally warmly by the people here. However a dark turn occurs when the facility is broken into by an escaped subject, revealing the Cult's true intentions were to make you another experiment.

Sound concepts so far, along with names/aliases.

"Bell Ringer" - Self explanatory, they would be an effect that plays the sound of a bell and maybe an alarm.

Subject 035 - Effect or melody?? Plays the sounds of vines snapping and smth similar to the big Venus fly traps from HK

Subject 002 - Bonus Voice, plays the sound of metal clanging together, vent sounds and laughter

Investigator/Journalist - Bonus effect, plays the sound of a pen clicking, writing, then clicking again

Hypnotist/Therapist - Beat, plays the ticking of a clock that steadily gets distorted over time (also a snare)

Now for character lore (just a smidge)

Subject 002 - "Miriam", victim of being a conjoined twin at birth and selected by the Bishop for such. Broke out of containment 2 weeks before Investigator's arrival. Killed 13 men on his way out of the facility. Appears to inject himself with Morphine for the adrenaline. Stitches across mouth, long humanoid arms that act as legs on back, very small legs that look like mandibles on back. Looks human otherwise.

Subject 021 - A failed experiment that was meant to be an additional method of guarding the facility. The upper part of his face was replaced with a shotgun-like mechanism that fires shrapnel. The reload time was far more than anticipated, making them ineffective.

Subject 035 - A mass of vines and Venus flytraps growing off the human body of one man once named Everett. The goal was to accomplish complete camouflage in the human body, like a stick bug. This attempt failed when the plant DNA they injected him with overtook his body. He now dwells deep in the marshland as waste disposal for the cult.

Temperments!!

Subject 002 is seen as extremely aggressive and should be killed on sight.

Subject 035, while a threat, is easily neutralized by a steady carnivorous diet after being move to live in the swamps.

Subject 021 isn't an issue, they are quiet, tend to their tasks and unwilling to act upon any violence, opting for defense rather than offense.

Now onto the main attraction, gameplay mechanics!!

The idea is for the bonus to be a sort of point and click escape from Subject 002 as he gives chase through the vents/building. Choosing a wrong path will lead to death, etc etc.

Keep in mind everything here is just a silly concept of what I would make if I could!!

[epidaleacalamita]

evil video game consoles

sony slaystation

sega satan

hexbox

nintendo witch

[outofcontextdnd]

"You haven't played Sky Rim on Hexbox or Praystation?"

I played it on PC (personal construct)

[blogcancercero]

Sonichu 10: Página 53

Se sigue notando esa aura animesca en el tebeo. Puede que Megan ya haya desaparecido de la vida de Chris, pero su influencia vino para quedarse. Computadora: HexBox Pavillion CWC: Ya es hora de que este paquete de torre vuelva a su escritorio y… ¿hmm? ¿Qué es esta aplicación? Archivo: No te pongas nervioso hablando con 2 chicas | Hexbox Live CWC: Un mejor simulador de citas, ¿por qué no está…

[ask-them-bois]

Robo Birthday

"Kennnn-keeeenn, can I come downstairs now?!" Corden yowled like a lost meow-beast.

"No!" Makeno shouted back, pausing in his piping.

"I'm boooorrrreeeddd!!" Corden wailed.

Makeno laughed quietly, resuming his work in decorating the cake.

"Ten more minutes!" He called.

"AAOOUUGHHH!" Corden groaned.

Makeno shook his head, refocusing on his task at hand.

The mealblock was a mess, but the diningblock was... Well, it was a mess, too, but it was a fun kind of mess.

Paper mache bats hung from the chandelier, presents were stacked on the table, and video game-themed streamers and balloons were strung up everywhere.

Was it extra? Sure. But it was his morail's hatch day.

Makeno had spent most of the evening setting everything up, and the goldblood was subsequently banished to his respiteblock for the time being.

Pressing the last of the decorations onto the cake, Makeno stepped back to review his handiwork.

The cake was impressive. It was a crashed and burning fleet ship- complete with churned up chocolate dirt- with a tiny figure of Corden standing atop it, laughing maniacally.

He'd been working on it since the night before, having specially commissioned the figurine at a comic shop.

Dusting his hands, he quickly cleaned up the mealblock before double checking that everything looked fine.

"Okay, Cordy! Come down!" He shouted, poking his head out of the dining room.

Thump, thump, thumpbumpbump- Corden tumbled down the stairs excitedly.

"Happy boot-up day, Corden." Makeno said warmly, arms open to catch the goldblood as they barrelled into his arms. He scooped them up easily, pressing a kiss between his horns.

Corden was buzzing loudly as he jerked back to look at Makeno. "So??? Why did I have to wait so long??" He demanded.

Makeno snorted, setting him down. "Alright, alright, come on." He lead him to the diningblock. "What do you think?"

The seadweller jumped back as a burst of sparks exploded along Corden's horns. "I love it!" He shouted, running forward to look up at the bats.

Makeno smiled, his fins flickering. "Wanna open your presents first?"

"Yeah!"

Corden sat down in front of the gifts, his eyes bulging as he looked them over.

Makeno stood across the table as Corden grabbed the first one and ripped the paper off.

It was a Hexbox, one of the few game stations that Corden didn't have yet, along with a stack of games.

"Holy shit!" Corden yelled, shaking the box as he stared at it. Another burst of sparks danced along his horns.

"There's a card." Makeno informed him, nodding to the envelope.

Corden glanced at it and tore it open, flipping open the card.

""Happy boooot-up day, broo. Doon't tell Mushy I boorroowed his card too buy these. -Draycoo."" He read aloud, before cackling.

"Holy shit." He repeated as he shuffled through the games.

Trembling with excitement, he set them aside. "Who's this from?" He asked, holding up a messily wrapped package.

"Zeruki, I think. I found it on the porch." Makeno explained.

Corden held the gift away from himself like it might explode. "Er... Okay." He carefully peeled the newspaper off, until it fell away to reveal a copper orb, a little smaller than a basketball, with intricate designs carved into it. There was a button on top, which Corden hesitantly pressed.

The orb made a ratcheting sound, before panels slid open. The top half of the ball unfolded, flipped up, all manor of things, until a small, metal booklet opened. A flickering, and a light appeared, projecting a hologram of a beetle.

"Whoa." Corden looked down at the booklet, to see the engraving matched the beetle in the image. Flicking the metal page over, the holographic image changed to match the arachnid engraved on the second page, next to a list of trivia about said arachnid. "Whoa."

Pressing the button again, the ball folded back into itself until it was once again a metallic orb.

The last gift was from Makeno. Corden unwrapped it eagerly, the seadweller stepping forward to watch his reaction.

It was a box, full of materials Corden recognized. Wires, bolts, gears, and more, but they were all.... Broken. Corden's brows furrowed in confusion.

He looked up in time to see Makeno come forward with the cake and set it down in front of the goldblood.

"I have a confession to make, Cordy. I..." The seadweller took a deep breath, his fins wilting, "I've been... breaking your body. The one you're building, the- the fully automated one. I've been sabotaging it, a little at a time, ever since you started on it."

Corden stared up at the violetblood, dumbfounded.

Makeno ducked his head, unable to look his morail in the eye.

"... Why?"

Makeno flinched. "I..." He took another breath. "I'm scared of losing you, Cordy. I've lost... a lot, and I think it'd- it'd break me, if I lost you, too."

Corden suddenly stood up, so sharply that his chair toppled backwards. Makeno flinched backwards, looking up quickly.

"Makeno..." Corden grimaced. "I know that already."

"You... What?"

"I know you've been breaking it. You're not a good mechanic, it's pretty obvious when you tamper with it." Corden walked around the table.

Makeno took a step back, making the both of them freeze.

"... Ken-ken. I'm... I'm not mad." Corden said softly. He approached again, reaching out to take Makeno's hand. "I'm... okay, I'm a little mad. But I get it." He looked down at his robotic hand, flexing the fingers.

"... I'm not physically a robot. I know that. I'm a goldblooded troll with a mechanical arm. I know that. But being a robot is all I know how to do. It's the only identity I can hold on to without feeling like it's a lie." He looked up at Makeno again.

"... I-" the seadweller began.

"Ken-ken." Corden squeezed his fingers gently, "I'll make you a deal, okay? I'll... I'll stop working on the body. I'll stop trying to make it into a vessel."

"... And?"

Corden blinked. "That's it."

"That's not how a deal works." Makeno didn't know how to feel about any of this. It was what he wanted, but it wasn't going how he'd expected. His free hand was trembling, and he clenched it into a fist. "Why?" He asked at last.

"Because..." Corden hesitated, before he shrugged, "it makes you sad, you'll just keep breaking it anyway, and... I'm still a robot without it, right?"

Makeno swallowed thickly, before he nodded. "Yeah. Of course you are." Slowly, the tension left his shoulders.

Corden tugged on his hand, and the seadweller allowed himself to be pulled into a hug. The goldblood laid their chin on his chest, looking up at him.

"I'm not mad at you." He repeated slowly, emphatically, turning his head to nuzzle against the bubble tattoo on Makeno's pec.

"I know." The seadweller murmured, running a hand through the goldblood's fluffy hair. "Pale for you, Cordy."

"Pale for you, too, Ken-ken." Corden buzzed, before he pulled away and headed for the dessert. "Now can we set the cake on fire?"

"Erm.... If you mean the candles, sure."

[softdweller]

thinking about looking at hexbox games in troll target and something softly grasps my leg and when i look down its just my bf going "8) hii"