#abstruct

[mbohjeezart]

Hermit a Day May; Day 17, Ren, The- the Beast. We will find a way to get you back to normal, Ren.

His full portrait without the background:

This AU has come to life because of Hermit a Day May, who are running a fundraiser! If you like my work, please check it out! Check it out here!

[tiredgremlintime]

They’re putting Tokyo Teddy Bear my all time favorite vocaloid song into project sekai so I HAVE to get the game now

[justdesignmedia]

[anthonywise148]

Dentistry for Children and Families aims to provide comprehensive dental care for children and adults of the Lincoln Park neighborhood and the Chicagoland area.

[dovewingkinnie]

More abstructed Pomni when?

im back home and i found this sketch i did!! heeby deebys

[noneofyrbz]

Do not submit any information regarding illegals to ICE agency just yet. Wait until the biden saboteurs are out. Because they will delete and dump all tips to ICE, just to delay and abstruct Trump deportation agenda.

[fmajorenthusiast]

Wrote another lil fic about Riff buying Cordelia's ring!!! It's fairly short and sweet, but I'm really excited to share it!!!! :D

Tags: Riff Raff Snowfall/Cordelia Fenling, Magenta Snowfall, AU, Riff Raff and Magenta are king and queen of Transsexual, fluff, humor, Riff Raff's face claim is Kristian Lavercombe, Magenta's face claim is Patricia Quinn, Cordelia's ring claim is the fire child puffy heart ring birthday cake edition!!! Also I copied and pasted this from my notes app so the font may be a little off I'm sorry for that! Same is true of my other fics

Word count: 2,563

Riff Raff quietly pushed the glass door open and walked into the next jewelry store. Vibrancy Fashion was its name and it was the millionth store that Riff had visited this week.

Alright, it was only the 17th total in the time that he'd spent looking, but it still felt like the millionth.

How he'd managed all of this without it going crazy on the news, he had no idea. Thankfully, it seemed that his plan of "wear a hood and let your long hair fall out of the front some to abstruct things" was going quite well! Also, the jewelers knew how to keep their mouths shut. He'd taken the time to write a very nice review to each store and tip them through the roof, even if they hadn't had what he was looking for.

Still, the employees saw his face every time they came up to ask if he needed any help and he needed to make the most frantic and begging shush motion with his finger every time. He made his way to a room in the further portion of the store. The sign that pointed to engagement rings led here. He started looking in earnest.

Diamond, diamond, diamond, diamond, oh look! Prehnite! Most certainly the one colored ring here and it was still one color! Don't be bitchy, Riff, he reminded himself. These options objectively sell better and these people are objectively way more likely to buy these ones. Still though, he couldn't help but let out a quiet sigh of frustration.

He remembered what Cordelia had said when he'd asked her if she wanted to choose her ring herself. "If it's important to you, I vill, but I'd much ratzher it be your choice, I trust you and zhe surprise is more fun zhat way!"  And by time if he wasn't thankful for that decision now! No doubt she would've insisted on settling for something more standard, and he was not going to have that! By standard he didn't mean "unfit for a Queen Consort" he more so meant "at least relatively simple design". It wasn't right for her. It didn't fit her personality. It had to have more colors than that!

He looked around for about another two minutes before a worker approached him and then the dance began. He started discreetly bringing his finger to his lips.

"Hi, zhere! Can I help you vitzh anytzhing-" and then in a hushed tone, "past, present, and future! It's-!"

"Shhhhhhhh" he whispered as desperately as he could. She had long brown hair and eyes and was standing as if she didn't know where to look. She had a name tag- Wylla.

"I'm sorry," he whispered to her. "I just can't have anyone knowing I'm here." He'd clearly been looking at the engagement rings. She'd get the picture.

"I understand! I do! I'm... just a bit in shock right now! your highness I'm so sorry-" She quickly sought to correct herself

"Riff Raff, please. This isn't a professional setting on my part," he requested. "And you had a reaction, not a response. It's perfectly normal and you have nothing to apologize for in the slightest. Please try to believe that," he assured her as casually as he could. It was times like that when he didn't really know if he was the right person to be talking. His comforting words were primarily coming from his memories of being a scared little boy in servitude, though he did have some knowledge of psychology.

"Tzhank you, y.... Riff Raff. Tzhank you." She looked around nervously, before speaking again. "Um..." she nervously started, "It's 1:17AM on a veeknight, and you're zhe only person in zhe shop- let alone back here, vitzh no vindows. I don't zhink ve need to vhisper-"

"Oh thank time," he said in his normal voice, pulling his hood down and taking his maroon jacket off. "You would not believe just how much I've been sweating in that thing." He wished that he had a brush to run through his hair. His head had lots of light yellow strands with a dark root that had decided to frizz up underneath his hood. He'd always believed that night shift employees held all the world's secrets and this was the proof that he needed.

He sighed and put his jacket on the table for the time being. "Hi," he laughed out. "I'd like to... um... have you got anything that's multicolored?" He asked.

"He's just set up a whole section!" The employee responded. "Zhe boss, zhat is. I haven't looked at it yet- I vouldn't even begin to know vhat's in it. Zhey don't tell me zhose zhings for some reason."

"Perfect!" he said excitedly. "Can you show me?" She led him through the shop a bit until she stopped, appearing to be completely dumbfounded as to what she was looking at.

"I'm so sorry," she finally managed.

"What? What's wrong?" He asked, catching up. "If it's still coming soon then rest assured that that's fine by me! The world is wild and you needn't act like- what the...?"

Riff Raff didn't know what he had expected, but the advertisement, "if you shine the light on these diamonds just right, they'll sparkle rainbow! Just like the rainbow that you feel inside of your chest when you look at them!" had most certainly not been it.

"Is this your boss's doing?" Riff Raff finally asked the woman, his now also completely dumbfounded expression not changing.

"Yes," the woman finally admitted, pained.

"I'm sorry for you," Riff said, finally turning back to face her. "Is your company running into financial trouble?"

"Not really, it's just zhe boss being zhe boss," she admitted.

"If I give you a massive tip, will you be able to split it between yourself and the other workers without giving this boss of yours any funds to create more of these unfortunate ideas?"

"Yes, I can do tzhat."

"Fantastic," Riff groaned. He placed the money into the girl's hand, thanked her very much for her service, and left. It'd be a very solid amount for each worker and it would not be invested in more bullshit ideas.

Riff fastened his jacket up and made his way out of the shop. He let out a whine, buried his face in his hands, and said "fucking time I love you," at the wind in an exasperated manner, speaking in theory to Cordelia wherever she was. He looked up at the world and wrung his hands while trying to think.

What could he do? Regular jewelers were absolutely not working and he was starting to get a bit frightened. He started to puzzle through different ideas in his mind.

First idea: find some way to design one yourself and get it commissioned- unworkable. In the alternate universe in which she'd brought up the discussion first and therefore committed to being the one to propose, she'd have had a very easy time doing that, but alas, he had been the one to commit to proposing.

And he didn't regret it! Not at all! He wanted to be the one to ask. He loved her and wanted to tell her all the lovely things- Get your mind thinking again, Snowfall! A voice in his head rang out. It was nobody's in specific, he just needed to get focused again.

Second idea: Take out an ad or have some online post somewhere about where a fitting ring could be found- also unworkable! He'd get busted immediately and it would make the news throughout Transylvania, let alone how big it would be on Transsexual's news! It'd fuck up both the proposal and the wedding! He couldn't let that happen!

He exhaled and started pacing back and forth as he made frustrated stimming motions with his hands.

Why didn't anyone offer anything off the beat and path? He felt like he'd been caught in a trap where he needed something that wasn't so usual, but he had no idea where the unique rings could be hiding! They were so specific, it wasn't like he could just waltz into an alternative fashion store and-!

Then it finally hit him.

What if he could?

It wasn't impossible. There was an alternative fashion store that was pretty damn massive, and it was open all night!

He would be teleporting there immediately. He waited until he had the go ahead and then ran across the street to the nearest rest stop, went in, and found a teleporter right on the nearest wall. He punched in its coordinates.

Suddenly, he was in a rest stop right down the street from the store that he wanted to see. He exited the rest stop and speedwalked to the store as fast as he possibly could.

He made it through the automatic glass doors in the quickest manner possible and started speedwalking through the shop. Directions, directions, directions, he paid close attention to the signs overhead while he speedwalked like his life depended on it. Jewelry, jewelry, jewelry, I am in the jewelry section! Will it get any more specific than that? AHA! ENGAGEMENT RINGS! YES! YES! His mind was racing like its life depended on it. He started scanning the options. His heart was absolutely pounding. These were definitely better- none of them felt like they belonged on Cordelia's finger yet, but he could at least pin a personality down for each of them now and AH!

Time's bright future, he had found it. He'd found it! It was like the weight of the world had been lifted off his shoulders. He finally came face to face with an employee. Lilliana, their nametag said.

"Hi! If I take off this hood here can you promise not to freak out and to use my first name and just generally treat me as normal as you possibly can?"

They probably thought he was about to rob the place. Perfect.

"Oh fuck," he sighed as he figured that out. "Don't worry I'm not going to rob you It's just me-!" he told the stranger as he took off his jacket. They seemed to stare at him for an eternity that lasted all of two seconds.

"I want- desperately- you have no idea how desperately- to be married! To be a married, married king!" Riff finally blurted out. His palms were sweating and his heart was racing. "This is the eighteenth store that I've been to. I hadn't seen a single ring that I could imagine giving to my woman until I came here and-"

"Oh please tell me tzhat it's Cordelia Fenling you two are so cute from vhat I've s-!"

"Yes of course It's Cordelia Fenling! Who else do you think I'd- I am so sorry that was not very kingly of me I'm just very very overwhelmed," he finally admitted whilst falling to the ground crying. "Please tell me that you have this in a size five," he choked out. "It's the only ring I've seen that I've felt should be hers."

The employee smiled at that. "Tzhat does make sense. She's marrying into royalty, after all."

"You don't understand! It's not that" Riff Raff said. "I'm marrying into the commercial interior design industry! And her specific type!"

"Tzhat also makes sense I suppose!" The employee replied. "So vhich vone-?"

"Please!" Riff Raff cried. "Please tell me that you have it in a size five! I know, I know! It's not your fault! Not your fault at all! If you don't have it I can soldier on I swear but please, this is the ring I want so desperately!" he said, pointing at the one he wanted.

"Vell, ve-"

"PLEASE!" He wept, before adding, "I'm so sorry this is not your fault-"

"Ve actually-"

"It's really alright I promise you I'm no worse off than I was before-"

"Hey! Ve have it in a size five, you know?" The employee finally was able to get out over him before backing off. "I'm sorry that wasn't very gentle I know you're just scared-"

"IT'S A MIRACLE!" Riff cried out, jumping to his feet and hugging the employee. Both of them kept periodically laughing as the employee rang up the ring for him. He was so happy. He tipped the employee and that store harder than he'd ever tipped anyone before. He'd never been so thrilled in his life- he finally had everything he needed to propose to the love of his life! He thanked the employee profusely and apologized for his miniature breakdown during the purchasing process. Thankfully, the employee found the whole situation hilarious and promised not to tell anybody anything about it unless Riff Raff brought it up publicly first himself. He felt so unspeakably grateful!

After he walked outside of the shop, he paused for a moment, feeling a lovely windy chill hit his face. He held the ring box close to his chest and felt his whole body swell with heat. His heart was beating with pure love. "I love you, Cori" he whispered into the wind as the swelling grew stronger. "My love, my Cordelia... Oh, my love!" He finally walked back to the rest stop and teleported home, more relieved than he'd felt in a long while.

***

"So," Riff Raff said the next day, standing in front of Magenta and holding the open ring box in front of her. The space between them was small enough that they couldn't really look in each other's eyes, but he knew that she could tell that he had a massively proud smirk on his face. "Do you still think I should've given up ten shops ago?" he challenged with a playful smile on his face and raised eyebrows.

Magenta was fully speechless with shock. He had won this one. She took a few steps away, her hand on her forehead and her mouth open. "How did you find zhat?" she finally asked.

"I just went to an alternative fashion store!" Riff laughed out. "I cried in front of the employee who rang me up but I did it!"

"I'm sure you did, you dork!" she laughed back. "You really vere right, I guess!"

"Hello! I'm home!" An unmistakable voice called into the family's part of the castle.

Fuck!

"Hide it!" Magenta frantically whispered. "Now!"

"You say that like you have to tell me!" Riff whispered back with equal force whilst rummaging through his closet. He found a coat of his in the back that had inside pockets and he quickly undid the zipper, unzipped the inside pocket, zipped up the inside pocket, and then zipped the coat back up.

Magenta was sighing at him. "Well it's not bad for having this one room as an option and I'll find a better spot later!" he whispered at her.

Magenta only laughed. He found himself loving that he amused her and laughed as well.

Cordelia came in, her face covered in paint. She looked confused for a second, before smiling and asking, "Did zhe story about zhe paint bucket splashing everyvhere make zhe news yet?" which caused all three of them to burst into laughter.

It had in fact made the news, but the three of them were so happily wrapped up in their own lives for once that they hadn't even noticed, and that was more than enough to make them perfectly happy!

[xponentialdesign]

Abstruction

[filledwithstarz]

nsfw

sirius is SUCH a a drama queen during sex. like he's so put together and confident in public and his voice is smooth and even, but when remus is railing the shit out of him (like he does every time) it's a whole different story.

and theyre not soft moans, oh no no no, theyre powerful. like loud, wobbly, powerful moans. he isn't forming coherent sentences at all. you can hear each thrust abstruct his voice, like when youre talking in a car and you go over a pothole. he looks almost theatrical.

[bibbysstuff]

In the swap au, does kinger abstruct?

queenie gets the L

[the-chronicle-of-holy-days]

Day 22

Chapter III

Abrahadabra; the reward of Ra Hoor Khut.

There is division hither homeward; there is a word not known. Spelling is defunct; all is not aught. Beware! Hold! Raise the spell of Ra-Hoor-Khuit!

Now let it be first understood that I am a god of War and of Vengeance. I shall deal hardly with them.

Choose ye an island!

Fortify it!

Dung it about with enginery of war!

I will give you a war-engine.

With it ye shall smite the peoples; and none shall stand before you.

Lurk! Withdraw! Upon them! this is the Law of the Battle of Conquest: thus shall my worship be about my secret house.

Get the stele of revealing itself; set it in thy secret temple — and that temple is already aright disposed — & it shall be your Kiblah for ever. It shall not fade, but miraculous colour shall come back to it day after day. Close it in locked glass for a proof to the world.

This shall be your only proof. I forbid argument. Conquer! That is enough. I will make easy to you the abstruction from the ill-ordered house in the Victorious City. Thou shalt thyself convey it with worship, o prophet, though thou likest it not. Thou shalt have danger & trouble. Ra-Hoor-Khu is with thee. Worship me with fire & blood; worship me with swords & with spears. Let the woman be girt with a sword before me: let blood flow to my name. Trample down the Heathen; be upon them, o warrior, I will give you of their flesh to eat!

Sacrifice cattle, little and big: after a child.

But not now.

Ye shall see that hour, o blessed Beast, and thou the Scarlet Concubine of his desire!

Ye shall be sad thereof.

Deem not too eagerly to catch the promises; fear not to undergo the curses. Ye, even ye, know not this meaning all.

Fear not at all; fear neither men nor Fates, nor gods, nor anything. Money fear not, nor laughter of the folk folly, nor any other power in heaven or upon the earth or under the earth. Nu is your refuge as Hadit your light; and I am the strength, force, vigour, of your arms.

Mercy let be off; damn them who pity! Kill and torture; spare not; be upon them!

That stele they shall call the Abomination of Desolation; count well its name, & it shall be to you as 718.

Why? Because of the fall of Because, that he is not there again.

Set up my image in the East: thou shalt buy thee an image which I will show thee, especial, not unlike the one thou knowest. And it shall be suddenly easy for thee to do this.

The other images group around me to support me: let all be worshipped, for they shall cluster to exalt me. I am the visible object of worship; the others are secret; for the Beast & his Bride are they: and for the winners of the Ordeal x. What is this? Thou shalt know.

For perfume mix meal & honey & thick leavings of red wine: then oil of Abramelin and olive oil, and afterward soften & smooth down with rich fresh blood.

The best blood is of the moon, monthly: then the fresh blood of a child, or dropping from the host of heaven: then of enemies; then of the priest or of the worshippers: last of some beast, no matter what.

This burn: of this make cakes & eat unto me. This hath also another use; let it be laid before me, and kept thick with perfumes of your orison: it shall become full of beetles as it were and creeping things sacred unto me.

These slay, naming your enemies; & they shall fall before you.

Also these shall breed lust & power of lust in you at the eating thereof.

Also ye shall be strong in war.

Moreover, be they long kept, it is better; for they swell with my force. All before me.

My altar is of open brass work: burn thereon in silver or gold!

There cometh a rich man from the West who shall pour his gold upon thee.

From gold forge steel!

Be ready to fly or to smite!

But your holy place shall be untouched throughout the centuries: though with fire and sword it be burnt down & shattered, yet an invisible house there standeth, and shall stand until the fall of the Great Equinox; when Hrumachis shall arise and the double-wanded one assume my throne and place. Another prophet shall arise, and bring fresh fever from the skies; another woman shall awakethe lust & worship of the Snake; another soul of God and beast shall mingle in the globed priest; another sacrifice shall stain the tomb; another king shall reign; and blessing no longer be poured To the Hawk-headed mystical Lord!

The half of the word of Heru-ra-ha, called Hoor-pa-kraat and Ra-Hoor-Khut.

Then said the prophet unto the God:

I adore thee in the song —

I am the Lord of Thebes, and I

The inspired forth-speaker of Mentu;

For me unveils the veiled sky,

The self-slain Ankh-af-na-khonsu

Whose words are truth. I invoke, I greet

Thy presence, O Ra-Hoor-Khuit! Unity uttermost showed!

I adore the might of Thy breath,

Supreme and terrible God,

Who makest the gods and death

To tremble before Thee:—

I, I adore thee! Appear on the throne of Ra!

Open the ways of the Khu!

Lighten the ways of the Ka!

The ways of the Khabs run through

To stir me or still me!

Aum! let it fill me!

So that thy light is in me; & its red flame is as a sword in my hand to push thy order. There is a secret door that I shall make to establish thy way in all the quarters, (these are the adorations, as thou hast written), as it is said:

The light is mine; its rays consume

Me: I have made a secret door

Into the House of Ra and Tum,

Of Khephra and of Ahathoor.

I am thy Theban, O Mentu,

The prophet Ankh-af-na-khonsu!

By Bes-na-Maut my breast I beat;

By wise Ta-Nech I weave my spell.

Show thy star-splendour, O Nuit!

Bid me within thine House to dwell,

O wingèd snake of light, Hadit!

Abide with me, Ra-Hoor-Khuit!

All this and a book to say how thou didst come hither and a reproduction of this ink and paper for ever — for in it is the word secret & not only in the English — and thy comment upon this the Book of the Law shall be printed beautifully in red ink and black upon beautiful paper made by hand; and to each man and woman that thou meetest, were it but to dine or to drink at them, it is the Law to give. Then they shall chance to abide in this bliss or no; it is no odds. Do this quickly!

But the work of the comment? That is easy; and Hadit burning in thy heart shall make swift and secure thy pen.

Establish at thy Kaaba a clerk-house: all must be done well and with business way.

The ordeals thou shalt oversee thyself, save only the blind ones. Refuse none, but thou shalt know & destroy the traitors. I am Ra-Hoor-Khuit; and I am powerful to protect my servant. Success is thy proof: argue not; convert not; talk not over much! Them that seek to entrap thee, to overthrow thee, them attack without pity or quarter; & destroy them utterly. Swift as a trodden serpent turn and strike! Be thou yet deadlier than he! Drag down their souls to awful torment: laugh at their fear: spit upon them!

Let the Scarlet Woman beware! If pity and compassion and tenderness visit her heart; if she leave my work to toy with old sweetnesses; then shall my vengeance be known. I will slay me her child: I will alienate her heart: I will cast her out from men: as a shrinking and despised harlot shall she crawl through dusk wet streets, and die cold and an-hungered.

But let her raise herself in pride! Let her follow me in my way! Let her work the work of wickedness! Let her kill her heart! Let her be loud and adulterous! Let her be covered with jewels, and rich garments, and let her be shameless before all men!

Then will I lift her to pinnacles of power: then will I breed from her a child mightier than all the kings of the earth. I will fill her with joy: with my force shall she see & strike at the worship of Nu: she shall achieve Hadit.

I am the warrior Lord of the Forties: the Eighties cower before me, & are abased. I will bring you to victory & joy: I will be at your arms in battle & ye shall delight to slay. Success is your proof; courage is your armour; go on, go on, in my strength; & ye shall turn not back for any!

This book shall be translated into all tongues: but always with the original in the writing of the Beast; for in the chance shape of the letters and their position to one another: in these are mysteries that no Beast shall divine. Let him not seek to try: but one cometh after him, whence I say not, who shall discover the Key of it all. Then this line drawn is a key: then this circle squared in its failure is a key also. And Abrahadabra. It shall be his child & that strangely. Let him not seek after this; for thereby alone can he fall from it.

Now this mystery of the letters is done, and I want to go on to the holier place.

I am in a secret fourfold word, the blasphemy against all gods of men.

Curse them! Curse them! Curse them!

With my Hawk's head I peck at the eyes of Jesus as he hangs upon the cross.

I flap my wings in the face of Mohammed & blind him.

With my claws I tear out the flesh of the Indian and the Buddhist, Mongol and Din.

Bahlasti! Ompehda! I spit on your crapulous creeds.

Let Mary inviolate be torn upon wheels: for her sake let all chaste women be utterly despised among you!

Also for beauty's sake and love's!

Despise also all cowards; professional soldiers who dare not fight, but play; all fools despise!

But the keen and the proud, the royal and the lofty; ye are brothers!

As brothers fight ye!

There is no law beyond Do what thou wilt.

There is an end of the word of the God enthroned in Ra's seat, lightening the girders of the soul.

To Me do ye reverence! to me come ye through tribulation of ordeal, which is bliss.

The fool readeth this Book of the Law, and its comment; & he understandeth it not.

Let him come through the first ordeal, & it will be to him as silver.

Through the second, gold.

Through the third, stones of precious water.

Through the fourth, ultimate sparks of the intimate fire.

Yet to all it shall seem beautiful. Its enemies who say not so, are mere liars.

There is success.

I am the Hawk-Headed Lord of Silence & of Strength; my nemyss shrouds the night-blue sky.

Hail! ye twin warriors about the pillars of the world! for your time is nigh at hand.

I am the Lord of the Double Wand of Power; the wand of the Force of Coph Nia—but my left hand is empty, for I have crushed an Universe; & nought remains.

Paste the sheets from right to left and from top to bottom: then behold!

There is a splendour in my name hidden and glorious, as the sun of midnight is ever the son.

The ending of the words is the Word Abrahadabra.

The Book of the Law is Written

and Concealed.

Aum. Ha

[thatonepersonisme]

Kinger is next.

we’re gonna get his backstory and everything in one episode then in that same episode he’ll get abstructed or whatever and he’ll be with his wife or something idk.

[pinkarsonist0]

Abandoned drawing of Human Kinger and Queenie + Headcanons and theories to make up for it

I'm convinced these two are reincarnated lovers, I'm convinced. (Love that trope)

I think the reason why Queenie spawned as a queen chest piece was to match Kinger, due to them knowing each other in their past lives.

I think they had a kid together tbh, I saw a theory that Pomni was Kingers daughter and I like that.

I have a theory that everyone's digital avatars have something to do with their past lives, and Kinger and Queenie being matching chest pieces are a reference to their past relationship.

Theory about Queenie's abstraction: I think Queenie and Kinger were married and had a child together, but then Kinger got trapped in the circus. Then, Queenie starts working at C&A in order to try and find leads to where Kinger might be. Aka, the last place he was before his disappearance.

But one day, Queenie gets trapped in TADC. But Kinger ends up catching her eye, even though she knows no one and remembers nothing, she can't help but feel so attracted to Kinger which lead to their relationship. But to Queenie, something feels wrong, she remembers no one and absolutely nothing, so why does Kinger feel so familiar?

Instead of going crazy looking for the exit like Pomni and Kaufmo, Queenie abstructs, obessing over, trying to remember.

Oh yeah and their kid hates them cause they think their parents purposely abandoned them LOLLLL

[clover-the-awesomest]

Amazing Digital Circus Foreshadowing...

Listen. LISTEN! The Amazing Digital Circus is a great pilot and yall should go watch it it's great and BECAUSE OF THAT I just wanna make this one little post and then it's back to WOY and ROTTMNT. Cool? Cool.

So if you've seen TADC (SPOILERS BTW) then you know what happens to Kaufmo. There is just... SO MUCH FORESHADOWING to him getting Abstructed, and I wanted to list out all the little details and hints I found up until we first see his Abstructed form.

(Google is saying Abstructed isn't a word but I beg to differ)

In the little theme song sequence, when Kaufmo's meant to appear it just shows a cardboard cut out of him with the captions that say: "Kaufmo the clown did not show up today."

This is KIND OF A STRETCH, but when Pomni first arrives and starts maneuvering past all the floating objects, an eyeball comes very close to hitting her. Oh, and also the potted plant no-clipping.

"Kinger here has supposedly been here the longest. That's why he's crazy~!" (Jax's smile falls when he says Kinger's gone crazy)

Every time Pomni mentions the exit. I'm not listing them all lol

"Oh, wait! We should go check on Kaufmo! I'm pretty sure he'd like to meet Pomni. ... You wanna come with us to check on Kaufmo?" "No, not really. I think Kaufmo's gone insane."

Literally just the entire hallway scene. Was gonna go from quote to quote but realized it'd be too long.

In the background when the three are walking, we can see 3 types of logos on certain doors. We have the regular ones with the faces of the characters we've already seen, then there are logos with faces that have been crossed out. And then there's also just the empty rooms with manikins for logos. The crossed out faces are the most important ones though.

"... And when you reach your breaking point, something really terrible can happen-! Ah... But that's not something we need to deal with today...!"

"What? It could be a completely unrelated question! You'll never know until it's too late!"

I had so much fun with this

[roadkill-10]

It doesnt count if you abstruct us, sorry Company policy

Hey yeah this is you doordash driver? I think I'm at the right address... big spooky tower where the clouds are always ominous and there's voices whispering warnings on the breeze? Yeah could you please call off your homunculus guards? They're making it kinda hard to deliver your order.

i was told it was free if you’re late by 30 minutes or more