Ohhhh, Cas and Dean talking to Jack in 14x15 under the guise of talking to/about the snake is sooooooooo 🥺
Jack is defensive about opening up about his emotions, so the snake becomes neutral ground -> code for Jack himself.
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AHHHHH! Kill me now.
Cas:
CAS: You've been spending a lot of time with the snake. ("You've been spending a lot of time alone.")
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CAS: How is he? ("How are you?")
JACK: I don't think he's feeling well. ("I don't think I'm feeling well.")
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DEAN:
JACK: I think it's sad. ("I think I'm sad.")
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DEAN: (accepting this, not pushing him) You try bacon?
(Jack adds bacon to the pan)
DEAN: So does the snake want to take a trip? ("Do you want to take a trip?")
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Wait, so, it seems a bit unclear. What exactly is Marx's deal in Magoland Hell Branch? Back when you were listing what everyone had to do to get out of there, you mentioned that he just had to "wait it out", since Galactic Nova is a clock. That makes sense, but you've also implied that when he does mischievous things, the timer gets longer. Is there some kind of, like, cosmic force judging whether or not he's waited long enough, and changing the timer? Is Nova the cosmic force? Are the two of them, like, metaphysically glued together?
Watsonian: His deeds are indeed being monitored by some all-seeing force that adds or removes hours because...
Doylist: ...Marx is conditionally trapped in hell for exactly however long it takes until HAL Labs uses him again in a canonical work.
That said, the metaphysical glue thing you put forth is thing is probably "the answer" we ought to use going forward because it's Marx Soul and he did absorb Nova's parts into his body so I could see it being the one keeping consistent track of his soul's "timeout"
And I guess Nova is just really judge-y...??
(The other truth is that, as someone said, Noir is a sassy piece of work and if I had Magolor quote him my original timeline of 10 (?) years or so, he would be like "Well damn, lemme call up the world's smallest Dark Matter Violin for him. I've been here for 28 years.")
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UGH i wrote another stupid small thing 4 swapinverse.... idk whats wrong with me why am i writing so much swapinverse stuff when i havent even finished it. anyways swapinverse killer here take this (this one is much vaguer bc it takes place before a lot of the more like obvious events happen??? idk only i understand what i'm talking about here)
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open eyes. greeting by the dark ceiling again. get dressed. typical routine for him… nothing new. nothing interesting. papyrus will knock on the door soon. he should probably prepare for that. no need to stay in bed. that won't do anything anyways. he’ll still feel nothing. like normal, he knocks after the jacket is put on. and he opens that door, to be greeted with the enthusiastic, smiling face of his brother.
sans smiles. obviously, he has to. otherwise paps will get worried, and he doesn't wanna have to deal with a worried paps. it just makes things worse for everyone. they walk through the forest, paps leads him to the guard station, and he sits. same as usual… the exact same. the same routine, nothing new. nothing new. the same. it's all the same.
sans had long since gotten tired of this monotony. soon, chara would come out of that door. he’d introduce himself to them, and they’d play that short game of pretend where they pretended not to know each other. like they always did. chara mentioned something about it being scripted or something, but sans couldn't be bothered to care. besides, the human always mumbled random stuff like that. it meant nothing. nothing new. they’d kill the rest of the underground, he’d fight them because he has nothing better to do, and die.
although they did mention that deal they’d been talking about? what was that? join them? yeah, no. he wasn't gonna do that. no matter how many resets passed.
oh. here they come. better get on track. or onto script, like chara says. for some reason, they say that. the saying gets stuck a bit in sans’s head. just a bit though, since it’s a new thought. and they turn, and sans shakes hands with chara.
he’s long since ditched the whoopee cushion. despite them still doing what was practically a ritual at this point, that was the only change that ever happened. nice that he chose for the newness, but it didn't change much. but… something was off. something was wrong. and sans could feel it. he could feel it. and that was what was wrong.
it wasn't with the way chara smiled, or their posture, or how their hand was outstretched. not the strange, expectant excitement in their red eyes, although that was a bit new. it wasn't even all of the dust covering them, certainly from the ruins. no, the issue was from sans himself. he could feel something wrong. like some sort of internal dread? no, something worse… an ache? he’d gotten used to all the one’s he normally felt, so what was it?
once the human’s hand left his and walked through the gate, he knew what it was. something… that something he could feel. that something that passed through the barrier of apathy he’d built all this time. an itch? sans scratched at his head, just idly. physical or not, he didn't know. he had to figure it out. and so, he followed after the human.
after a while of watching them, chara, do their… usual business, sans had came to a conclusion. it was both. and also, neither. the itch was something that he could feel, but not physically. so it was a mental itch. and that itch managed to effect him so badly he felt it on his bones. strange. and for some reason, as he watched chara slaughter one after another, kill and murder another one of his kin, sans couldn't wrench his eye lights away from the sight. for some reason, he couldn't stop watching as chara singly handledly destroyed his species. for some reason, he followed.
"it's not that bad, anyways. just… morbid curiosity. it wouldn't hurt to just… scratch that itch a bit. nothing will come of it."
and sans made sure to say that one out loud, just to convince himself.
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oooh pal buddy you do not know what you are in for!!!! you are about to experience terrible suffering at your own hands!!!! sucks to suck lmao at least your chara is just as confused as you are during the process haha! i love swapinverse this is so fun i keep on saying that but i really should write more
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Last line challenge
I was tagged by @sayheykid (thank u for the tag!!)
rules: in a new post, share the last line you wrote and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).
This is from a lil thing I was experimenting with:
As Skull was about to object, Joker stopped causing the rest of the party to come to a halt behind him. They'd reached the end of the corridor they'd been travelling down. The hall had been fairly uneventful, something they needed after the disaster that was the previous floor, Riku still winced when he thought about how close that blade trap had come to knocking his head off.
"Anybody see any other doors on the way down?"
The thieves shook their heads.
Joker sighed, "well guess the only way forward is through this door. Let's just get this over with."
Nodding in agreement they all braced themselves. Hopefully there would be a safe room close by, the tower was really starting to do a number on all of them
I'm gonna tag @ragecndybars @latenitewaffles and anyone else who would like to give it a go :3
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His team hates him cause who looked at that movie description and went “hmm yes perfect noah try this” lmao and also I heard he didn’t audition for it which is interesting.
oh god. if that’s true then his team really hates him because other actors probably read the script and decided against it cos it’s crap, and noah was the only one willing to take the job 😭 he probably wanted to work with victoria justice or something, lmao.
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