#Spacing out into the abyss

[dezimaton]

he is babygirl to me :)

[menoasmess]

(Last one for the pride rec🫡)

[gazelessmenagerie]

"I'm leaving for the weekend, so I hid a card with $100 credit in your room for food. Clean your room, and you will find it." (🥦)

" Only a $100? It's like you WANT me to STARVE. "

[hellonoblesky]

I love horses but if they could stop nipping me that would be nicd

[spotaus]

Thinking I might redesign and/or finally design a smarter base for ec-4o!Dust. Because a farm-house is funny, but doesn't make much sense anymore.

So, I think it's smarter to have an old government base as his location. It'd have good space for storage when Blue eventually comes along, a bunch of old firearms for Dust's obsession, and would be a safe and defensible location as long as Dust's Paps keeps an eye out for intruders. It makes sense for a lot of plot points too, and adds an extra symbolic layer?

Like, Dust being there, he wasn't familiar with the government so he just clears out and burns whatever is left in the "office space" so he can make it into a house. He patrols the other two or three buildings every once in a while, but for some reason he doesn't know, folks avoid the place like the plague. He lives the solitary life he wanted.

Then Blue shows up, and he lets him and Rust share the space with him, for supplies and money in turn. Society is rebuilding, and Dust is gonna need to catch up. Blue has no clue why it's intimidating for his shop to be set up in an old government lab. He's unaware of the implications, but he's such a friendly guy that customers eventually warm up to him. The scariness of the government is lessened, because the old government that destroyed the country is gone, and now there's a kind soul helping others in its place. Rebuilding trust and comradery unknowingly.

And later on when other characters interact with the space, it gets Life in a way it never had. When Ink gets his hands on it and paints murals on the walls of the workshop in vibrant colors. Saejun is my favorite, because when he moves in, the other extra workshop is transformed into a garden, a green-house. He does hydroponics and breathes life slowly but surely back into the dead dirt, flowers cracking through the concrete style. It's a bright green spot that branches out in all directions like veins. Plants grow up the sides of the office, and harmless nature-creatures reside there.

When Cross, and Error, and Night and Dream find this place, when they're repaired, it has very little life. They're afraid of the war just as the organics are. Will it happen again? Are these people tampering with our codes? But no. They get to see this place turn into a home. Shelter others. Recreate lost things from scratch. It's a paradise they never got to see in their lifetimes. It was never in their calculations.

And then when Geno and Reaper show up. Geno, a guy who'd been stripped of his whole life, forced to start and finish a war that took millions of lives. The answers he seeks are all in an old government building, a place that ruined his life. He swore he'd see things to the end, though, so he approaches it expecting the worst. And instead of government officials that somehow escaped his vengeful wrath, he finds a ragtag group of monsters and robots, who are living peacefully in the location. Some of them resent him for what he did, but others accept him with open arms. He's not sure how to react for a long time. The belief that something good prospered through the war us unthinkable.

Then Reaper. He's under the belief that tech is his enemy. He was raised to resent the robots, even before the war. The war only proved his family right. And so seeing this place, with robots living freely? It made him furious. He'd been stripped of his weapons after attempting an attack, though, so he had to bide his time. And yet, the longer he stayed, the more he heard of each robot's story. How they were manipulated, and had their very essence altered. Their bodies and functions forced to do something they never wanted to. That struck a bit closer to home. But it was Saejun and Axe that really hit hard for him. Axe was raised in a Cult. That was what he'd called it. One that made him believe things that harmed him. One that forced him to do things against his will. For everyone else this was a place of relaxation, but for Axe it was a place of healing. And Reaper realized, begrudgingly, that Axe's story felt a lot like his own. And maybe, just maybe, he might've been in the wrong.

And idk this place that once brought so much fear, a place where robots were customized for a horrible war? One that Dust barely survived, one that Blue was too young to remember, one that everyone either participated in or was forced to live through? The place that started it all heals the damage done by it. Smth smth story symbolism?

Oh, one last thing: Lust's recovery was initially meant to be in a hidden room of the farm-house, but now I'm thinking there was a scrap room in the warehouses that no one ever got to, and Lust was put in there because his model was just too impractical for the remodeling for war-machines. There's a lot in that room like him, but he's the only one with his files still in his ecto. So, his experience with this place is jarring too. Last he remembered, he was being ushered into a building with other ectos, and they were being scrapped. Now he wakes up in the same location, but none of that horror is to be seen, instead replaced with a bright workshop and even brighter eyes looking him over worriedly. He was freed from his programming constraints while Blue worked on him, so he has to learn to be an actual person, and this place he was sent to to become a pile of scraps became his first real home.

[gen-is-gone]

I'm beginning to think it was a career mistake that I was among the 1% of 90s children who never hyperfixated on pokemon :|

[idril-la-wiccan]

Out of the Abyss - Act 1 Part 8 - The Relentlessness of the Fairways (2/3)

With some more tempering of the prism from NANCI, a chain came out of it, shooting straight to the Nebula Marble and coiling around it. She tapped again on the prism, now having the chain slowly but surely dragging the spaceship towards the moon.

Both ABBI and SPACEBOY would have cried victory if it wasn’t for the fact they knew better. They looked at each other, nodded in agreement and took out their dagger and gun respectively. The only words spoken then were from the captain :

   - “Let’s hope there are survivors…”

Before the ship had even reached the last quarter of its way down, weeping shadows leaped from it, heading for the moon like missiles.

Our duo was ready, but against all odds, NANCI intervened.

Both ABBI and SPACEBOY were left stunned by what the shadowy crab had done for them.

   - “Woaw…” the young man managed to utter, “This was quite a daring decision to make. I guess your friend wasn’t at her first run in with them either, was she ?”

   - “I don’t know for sure but… that is likely.”

Their attention was drawn back to the ship as they heard a yell coming from it. A yell hoping for a response.

   - “HEY ! CAN SOMEONE HEAR ME ?! SOMEONE HELP US, PLEASE !!”

   - “LITTLE JACK ?” answered SPACEBOY, “IS THAT YOU ?”

The Nebula Marble was close to landing. The whitish shock of hair of a young man who seemed to be about SPACEBOY’s age presented itself at the railing of the ship. Relief washed over him as he smiled for the first time after an anxiety riddled time span that must have felt like an eternity.

   - “CAPTAIN SPACEBOY !” he exclaimed, “I knew you’d come for us ! WHAAAA-”

LITTLE JACK had lost his balance when the ship finally landed, but he quickly got back up. The chain that had triced the ship retracted back into the prism.

A crow flew to the young space sailor.

   - “Squack ! What are you waiting for, LITTLE JACK ?! Lower the ramp for the Captain to get on board !”

   - “Aye-aye, CHIEF CRUE !”

   - “No need !” said ABBI, “We’ll be here in a second !”

   - “Squa ?”

The young lady tightly held the captain with her tendril-like arm, and advised him to hold on tight to her as well. She managed to carry him as she climbed up the hull with ease and eventually jumped over the railing.

   - “... Wow.” let out JACK, astonished.

   - “Impressive.” nodded CRUE.

SPACEBOY drew closer to the other young man and the SPACE PIRATE CHIEF that was now perched on JACK’s shoulder.

While less obvious with the crow, both had been affected by Black Space’s plague. But a good look around the deck showed they were among the least affected within the crew.

The young captain then asked the dreaded question :

   - “Where is father ?”

He got answered in a rather unpleasant way as a hoarse cough resonated. SPACEBOY looked behind. It had come from the bridge.

   - “Father !” he exclaimed as he ran up to the source of the sound.

And there he found PINKBEARD. The old captain was sitting on the ground, back leaning onto the helm. He was in a pitiful state. The plague had severely spread itself across his body, only leaving a few coloured spots.

*****

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The fear and pain of losing someone dear is universal...

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[rivilu]

disjointed fandom posting sorry but it just hit me that pwotr is like. the only rpg where a companion never once left my team

[catamaurrr-star]

i think hsr is a horror game just for this fucking trailer alone

[dollsome-does-tumblr]

help i am having feelings about my neverending succession WIP

[not-actually-human]

i have to live in a house with my father for another year

[daybreakrising]

a very small thing i hate is when people say "i will be there between this hour and this hour" because they are always inevitably going to turn up at the later time but i have to be ready for the earlier time just in case

so i end up.... sitting here.... waiting....

[lighthouseborn]

[dutybcrne]

Both Halfdan and Rethel have times where the Curse gnaws at their minds and starts pulling them into the same headspace as they had as Husks. Sometimes it's something small like memory problems or zoning out, sometimes they find themselves partially transforming and/or growing aggressive the way they would have with most any unlucky lost soul stumbling upon them in the Chasm.

[finaldive]

there's something about how some of the things i'm the most fascinated by also scare me the most. i'm extremely interested in both outer space and earth's ocean but if you put me anywhere near either of those i'm gonna start hyperventilating

[fly-sky-high-bug-games]

honestly I can never have too much info about HK of any kind