#ask chaotic game

[askchaoticgame]

Theb-Saar may I drink with you?

Ha! You're brave, I'll give you that much.

...No.

[c-0f-chaos]

THE SKATER IS FINALLY DONE

And without the lines, I like both

He is my purifier oc, I really like how he turned out!

I'm still figuring out some of the details, but I'll consider him complete

Also, if anyone is interested in knowing more about Skater, he would be delighted to answer!

I'll leave the text under the cut

Age: 23

Pronouns: He/him

The Skater was assigned to help the Batter in his mission. Like the Batter, he believes that the world is in need of purification.

He loves fighting, both specters and anyone who challenges him. His love for the feeling of adrenaline of a good fight can make him lose his senses. The only thing left in his mind is the dance of the attacks.

Skater is always messing around with people. He has an entire catalog of tricks up his sleeve to have some fun. You can tell how much he likes a person based on how he messes around them. Both Batter and Dedan agree that he is annoying.

He has a problem with Lucky Tickets. Even Zacharie is starting to worry about him.

[craving-for-chaos]

CHAOS. I THINK YOUR FIC PREDICTED THE FUTURE AFTER ALL AURGRGRH

Plot so good Riot themselves stole it from me, haha....ha.....ha........

(Sage girl please be okay 😭)

[ladycrimsonandblack]

Ask Game!

A One Piece/Hazbin Hotel crossover (there's one and it's so good)

For this ask game:

I don't think the Strawhats would end up in the hotel. There is no way a single member of them is looking for any kind of redemption. They died without regrets, and sure, they ended up in hell, but so what? It's not like hell is going to stop them from doing what they want, and that's all that matters.

There's no sea in the Pride ring, which presents a bit of a problem. No, not for the Strawhats, since they can adapt, and they're sure to find their own amusement. But for everyone else. Because they now have to deal with the Strawhats actually finding their own amusement. Nami definitely ends up in and empties out several gambling dens. Franky is leading a tech revolution that puts him in Vox's crosshairs — Vox is insanely jealous at his inventions and also murderously furious at the loss of revenue. Zoro wanders around looking for capable swordsmen to fight. He reached the title of World's Greatest Swordsman when alive, and he will defend it when dead. Unfortunately, he does not find any worthy opponents, but he does leave a trail of beaten hell residents behind him. Brook goes on a bender — concerts and clubs and venues filled with alcohol and drugs, and women throwing panties at him. He loves it. It's like he's a rockstar again, and this time he has his crew with him! (The crew also loves it. You can't convince me that the Strawhats would not throw themselves into the rockstar lifestyle head-first. They're made for it.)

Luffy becomes an Overlord. He does not actually set out to become one, but that does happen when you're running roughshod over the status quo in hell and literally no one, up to and including the Satan, can stop you. I feel like the crew definitely beats up the Vees at some point (that's such a bad matchup for the Vees, literally the worst opponents they could have chosen), which only cements Luffy's position. Luffy's also weird in the Overlord circles for not owning any souls, even though there is a disturbingly large percentage of hell's population ready and willing to offer him the soul contract at a moment's notice. He inspires the same blind devotion in death as he did in life. He also never actually attends Overlord meetings, so it's always Nami or Robin or Jimbei going there and building Luffy's reputation as absolutely cutthroat.

At some point, Luffy ends up in Cannibal Town and tries human meat. He does not know it is human meat at first, but he also does not stop eating once he's informed. Everyone except Chopper is horrified. Chopper is kind of confused at their reactions because, well. They eat venison all the time, how is this different? Things kind of get awkward at that point, as everyone tries to think about how to explain to a reindeer that eating deer is okay, but eating humans isn't. The tension is broken by Luffy declaring that the meat is good, but he doesn't want to eat it again. Sanji almost faints from relief, because he was really not looking forward to learning how to cook people.

Years and years after they first land in hell, the Strawhats have finally seen every corner of the Pride Ring. Their adventure there is over. This, though, presents the first actual problem for the crew since they died. Sinners can't leave Pride Ring at all. There's six more of those Rings, and they're not allowed to explore them. The Strawhats are predictably outraged about this. Furious even. Their reaction is immediate and explosive, and soon there are riots on the streets. Buildings are getting bombed. Half of the Pentagram City is rebelling, even though they have no idea what they're rebelling for, caught as they are in the crew's tempo. At one point, Lucifer almost gets beaten up. The only way to stop this mess is to give the Strawhats what they want. The next day, they're on their way to Wrath, to wreak havoc far away from Lucifer's palace. If he can't see them, they're not his problem. (They continue to make a mess in all the other Rings, of course, but at least it's not on his doorstep anymore. He's free!)

PS: Is the fic you mentioned The Greatest Treasure in Hell? Because I have it bookmarked, and it's great!

[teecupangel]

I'm all here for desmond turned into animal phenomenon, so how about him being the Sea Emperor in Subnautica?

https://youtu.be/vo53JsM6R6Y?si=t801R-xmRl5rNTfA

Youtube video for easy reference:

Considering the Sea Emperor can telepathically communicate with people, it’s more or less smooth sailing compared to the other creatures/animals we turn Desmond into hahahaha

So let’s make it a bit harder. Just a tad bit.

The main restriction is he can only connect with people part of Desmond’s bloodline. This means his ancestors. (Elijah, unfortunately, does not count because he’s not part of Desmond’s bloodline but Desmond is part of his bloodline)

His telepathy range is short. Sure, he can still try to contact them out of his range but the greater the distance, the more incomprehensible his message becomes.

And that leads to the misunderstanding that…

An old great one is contacting them.

Because the Sea Emperor is a leviathan.

And, let’s be honest, if someone gets ‘vision’ of this:

Depending on the era, this is more or less going to be seen as the ‘devil’ XD

[frownyalfred]

Re: The Worst Wedding

Hear me out. Tim Drake and Ra’s Al Ghul.

Because!!! 1) There is some unhinged plan in Tim’s mind. And he’s faking this, but is absolutely committed to the bit. He’s created a wedding registry at Best Buy and everything. 2) Talia would absolutely refuse to be related to this gremlin child and would protest. 3) Damian would be catatonic. 4) Bruce is going through plans A-679.65ab trying to game out what is happening and stop this. 5) Conner is showing up to murder Ra’s. 6) Clark is showing up to stop Conner from becoming a murderer and Bruce from going insane. 7) Bernard is just curious at this point and goes along with it and has a string board with yarn in his closet. 8) Young Justice. 9) Stephanie. 10) Alfred refuses to let them use Martha’s rose garden. 11) No one invited Hal Jordan, but he’s there anyway and is eating his weight in amuse bouche. 12) Dick wants to be supportive, but is hospitalized for an ulcer. 13) Jason comes to the wedding just covered in weapons, but also invited himself to the cake tasting. 14) Ra’s is the only one serious about this and is a fucking creep about it. 15) Martial Law is declared in Bristol of all places.

This is the most compelling one I’ve heard so far!

Nothing like shock and hatred to get both sides of those families showing up in full force. The question is, would they even manage to get through the ceremony without disaster?

[the-starry-seas]

Tag game: Pick stuff from your room and have people vote on which one they want to take home.

tagged by @mereelskirata hi!

also tagging @sherlockholmesmypiratesociopath @midwinterhunt @rooksunday @mamuzzy @merlyn-bane

@whiskygoldwings

@sithfox @lamellas @hastalavistabyebye @aerjnn @varpusvaras

[tranquilstudy]

January 22nd, 2024

Thank you guys for all the love on my most recent post! It’s been awesome to interact with so many of you on here :)

I know I said before my next post would be about AA, but today is the day I hand in my last application for graduate school for my top choice school (right here at home), so I thought I’d go into more detail on my graduate school journey.

Last year, I got rejected from grad school and it took a huge toll on my self-esteem. My Dad basically got it in my head that if I wasn’t in grad school or working full time (and by full time, he meant a job that had benefits. I was working 40+ hours a week.), I was being lazy and my efforts weren’t amounting to much. I worked myself into the ground last year and felt awful that I didn’t have anything to show for it, that no matter what I did I wouldn’t be the “glowing graduate student” my Dad wanted me to be.

I’m here to say I beat the odds and applied again, and revisiting even just the application process that gave me such strife last year is a huge accomplishment. I’m glad I had the time to develop my skills and that I get to apply to something I know I’ll enjoy. It’s just been a long process of detaching my worth from my application. The worst part is it made me vicious — angry at the world, stubborn beyond consolation. Defensive. Things I didn’t want to be, and stripping those layers off me is gonna take longer than one application cycle. I’m working on it though, and that progress is what inspired this blog to be restarted.

After this you’ll probably hear less about my grad school journey (not as much about academics in general), but I wanted to say that applying to a program doesn’t define you. It doesn’t. It’s just one part of life and if you see this, you’re more than capable of getting into any program you set your mind to. And if you don’t… that’s okay. It really is okay. It doesn’t define your worth, m’kay?

Now it’s just waiting for admissions, but acknowledging that despite what people say I’m worthy of applying and getting in has changed my view of the application process as a whole. It wasn’t as stressful as last year and my application itself is much stronger. And if I don’t get in… it’ll be okay. (I’d like to get in though, and I have a good feeling about this round hehe)

Anyways, I’ll see you on the other side of admissions. School isn’t your life, folks. School doesn’t define your worth. I’ll parent you on that one.

🎧: damage gets done - hozier. brandi carlisle

📖: mayflies - andrew o’hagan

🎥: pursuit of happyness (2006)

🎮: ace attorney investigations: miles edgeworth (turnabout ablaze)

[basketobread]

is lotus a durge? i think they are so fucking hot

thanks! but no, they're just like that 👍

[jinxpantsu]

Here’s an oc question that I want to know even though it’s not on the questionnaire

DoL has very heavy themes about having multiple partners, would any of your ocs be okay with that?

Both themselves and any partners they have

Thanks for the question, very interesting one actually!!

An aside first, i genuinely didnt expect so many asks today. Thanks everyone for making my night better after such a crap day <333 i think i'll just do the remaining questions on top of this one and close out the ask game for myself for tonight hahaha

15. Does your OC have a faceclaim? If so, who?

I actually don't use faceclaims like at all. I wouldn't know how to-

-capture realistic features like that well enough haha.

18. Is your OC more cold and detached or up close and personal?

Sami is very up close and personal about everything. She understands personal space and all that and typical does practice it. But if she knows you you are going to be able to count the freckles on her face lol

Samuel is a healthy balance of both, honestly. ... Okay maybe he's a little too close and personal but lol

Neriah is NOT cold and detached at all. But she also gives everyone-

-their space. She's only really close and personal with one other person currently.

21. Does your OC have any illnesses or disorders? How do they handle it?

Sami developed post-traumatic psychogenic muteness, has severe depression and c-ptsd.

Samuel has a no known illnesses or disorders.. yet? I guess.

Neriah has PTSD, depression, severe anxiety, bipolar and has frequent bouts of complete amnesia. She takes a laundry list of medications and exercises to keep herself lucid.

... okay! Now that that's out of the way lol

While technically i've answered this before, I wanted to revise that answer for a little bit now. Really, it depends on what part of their life they are in but as of now in their current life (Sami & Samuel are 20, Bailey is 35, Neriah is 31)

Sami is happy to have as many SEX partners as she pleases. She does not usually want to have more than one intimate partner but is willing to share... she does get jealous though, if she isn't the center of attention most of the time.

Samuel does not gaf about someone having multiple partners. He can and will collect them like pokemon cards.

Neriah has always been poly! Initially she only dates Bailey but when she goes to college she has two girlfriends in a polycule. Even now when she's back at the orphanage she considers herself still dating her girlfriends and thus still poly.... she just kind of "adds" Bailey into that mix but purely for her. Does not like that Bailey sleeps with other people away from her- and likes it even less when Bailey reminds her that technically every time they fuck she's cheating on her girlfriends. lol.

[askchaoticgame]

How old was Maxxor?

"Maxxor's age is well-documented! You see, eight—"

"T-That is none of your concern!"

((OOC: More in tags!))

[setmeatopthepyre]

WIP titles game

tagged by @beanarie, thank you!

Rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous and tag as many people as you have WIPs as you please. People send an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then you post a snippet or tell them something about it!

okay. so. my writing folder is an extremely chaotic collection of bits and pieces of wips strewn across various documents. and also like half or more of the documents are notes or outlines or ideas. some docs are like 4 lines of dialogue. but hey, maybe it's fun to see a little bit of my process so I'll just put a bunch of the names here and let you choose. you may not always get fic but you will definitely get something (might be plot ideas, might be research, might be fic, might be random lines of dialogue)

839 plot beats

tommy in the army notes

plot beats antarctfic

antarctfic waiting for evac

antarctfic-research-notes

2039 aka time stops shared nde notes

thoughts on tommy and the bridge -> fully shared here

helicopter info

dead probie scene vic emmerson jail

the ex - the victor saga

i know maybe you didnt think i was serious -> fully shared here

antarctfic queer notes

839 - hot people are just hot convo

antarctfic abby convo tommy lucy

antarctfic buck yelling -> fully shared here

antarctfic bubbling buck -> fully shared here & here

antarctfic tommys you dont find it you make it -> fully shared here

victor not chill -> fully shared here

okay I think that's enough :') uhh. numbered them so they're easier to send asks about.

not gonna tag 18 people but I will no-pressure tag @ambernotember @geddyqueer @sugarpenchant @leashybebes @epiphainie @screamlet @sugarpenchant

[blakbonnet]

for the fandom ask game: 7 and 10?

7. your favorite tropes to read/write/draw

to read: ooh all the classics like only one bed, first date, and i'm also very very into one of them almost dying and the other freaking out TuT thank you show for giving me that in canon btw

10. a blog (mutual or one you follow) that has made your fandom experience brighter

so so many ough but i cannot imagine going through my days without @gentlebeard ❤️ ella is so talented and top tier stupid who matches my humour and taste in music and media, thank you for getting 🪤 by all my podcast recs babe :))

send me love your fandom asks

[atopvisenyashill]

going on tumblr every few hours so i can see the process of tumbr user atopvisenyashill's live blogging crashout over game of thrones post by post its cinema to me

this must be how gladiators felt when they won and the crowd cheered. i do it for my fans

[anticidic]

45 + dazai/ango for the ask game!! in the spirit of going insane abt them (-> hiii this kavi @blackwaves )

#45: Once Upon a Time — Kamelot

Tell me once upon a time I close my eyes and see myself reborn Righting the wrong I won't stay to stand in line And wait for God to shine all over me I wait for the storm I am you and I know that you heard You and I are the last at the end of the world Then we talk, we run, and we hide Then so what, the human race suffocates?

A gray rain fell on Yokohama. The city soaked in it, cold and dripping.

“What’s it like—carrying the weight of all you’ve done and continue to do, knowing you’ll die just as alone as he did? Knowing he died because you couldn’t say no to the government pulling your strings?”

The question made Ango pause and grip the bouquet tightly. For a moment his eyes screwed shut, deep in thought, and he let out a tired sigh. He straightened up, the flowers dangling uselessly at his side, and he blinked away the rain that slid down an eyebrow. Dazai was a blurry mess of watercolors, and for once he had no urge to polish away the droplets from his glasses. It was better that way—he couldn’t see the rigid, almost pained, expression Dazai aimed at him.

But he felt it. A deep-seated anger draped in ancient sorrow. They were the same in that regard. Between them: little white lies that blew up in their faces, dancing around the past that loomed over them as they remembered the laughs and clinks of glasses under the low lights, a single damned photo up in flames.

It was a nervous shadow cast into the world by him, eating away at reality.

Ango was a mess of apologies, and Dazai sensed that this wasn’t the first time. Made up of years of regret, so inevitably it would come down to this. What did he expect? What did either of them expect? This kind of reality was saddening and infuriating all at once, but his present anger was so hushed and listless, he could barely tighten his trembling hand.

“I already accepted what I’ve done, and I’m well aware that nothing’s really changed between us.” Ango turned back to the gravestone and lowered his head, away from Dazai’s prying gaze. “I’ve had over four years to come to terms with that, Dazai. And I don’t need you reminding me every chance you get.”

“You do it to yourself,” Dazai shot back. “What’s funny is, I haven’t reminded you. This…is the first time I’ve actually brought it up. But I remind you every time we meet, don’t I?” He took a step closer. Then another. The soft earth squished, and he combed his fringe back, shaking the rain from his hair. The cold soaked through his coat and a slight shiver ran up his spine. He could take it. “But here’s the thing: it’s not just you. It never has been just you alone. It’s us both.” His eyes wandered to the flowers, dripping. Sad. A muted splash of color on this terrible spring evening. Even the weeping willow that towered over them with its shivering branches looked more alive. “It’s just sentimentalism, Ango. I can afford to be sentimental. I can also afford to lose.”

Teeth gritted, Ango got down on one knee before the gravestone. He avoided the carved S. ODA initials and set the flowers down in front of it. He mouthed words similar to a prayer, but quickly realized even praying would not turn back time. Things went the way that they did, and he accepted it with great, wide, welcoming arms even as it crushed him having the fingers pointed at him again and again. What would pacify the wrenching feeling in his gut?

Time after time. He had gotten used to it. He did.

But he was also well-versed in lying and couldn’t tell apart his own truths from those he force-fed others. It was just part of the job. It wasn’t supposed to be like this, but there was always a villain in someone’s story. And he just so happened to be Dazai’s.

“There’s only now and the future. We cannot live in the past where he remains stuck, because…” Another shuddering breath left Ango’s lips, and he stood up again. “Because he wouldn’t want that. For you. That’s what matters, doesn’t it? You are unburdened by your dark past and have better people surrounding you. I’m still a part of that past, and while things have changed between us that might never recover, I don’t begrudge you.”

Dazai let out a strained laugh and approached Ango, the two merely an arm’s length apart. He narrowed his eyes and looked ready to snatch the glasses from Ango’s face and break them. Instead, a tiny smile played on his lips.

Tiny, mean, and tortured.

Red stained Dazai’s eyes and Ango noticed circles beneath them.

“I want you to hate me. I want you to curse me every time I put you in the hospital and every time I make your life purposefully harder. But you don’t. You still help me out. Help us out. The city. You’re just a government slave doing the dirty work no one else wants to do because no one wants to be the enemy of the people and I wonder, when will you say enough is enough?”

Words of regret. They spoke of shame for the hatred that was carried in the heart for so long. The hatred that seemed to be such an easy, righteous way out. And now? The aftermath of the fury was sadness and the understanding that vengeance was never just.

Ango looked away and removed his glasses to flick away more rain. “I can’t answer that question. It’s precisely because I have to make the most difficult choices that the burden is best left to me. I wiped your record back then knowing that if word got out, I wouldn’t just be put away but be a traitor to the entire country. No one sensible who works for the good of people would want to be an accomplice to a criminal, right?” Glancing back at Dazai, his expression softened slightly. “That’s how it’s supposed to look, at least. We catch bad guys like you. I do because you’d be labeled almost as dangerous as Chuuya with your crimes to the Special Division. But now you’re simply Dazai Osamu, detective of the Armed Detective Agency. You save lives.”

Closing the distance between them, they exchanged silent glances before Ango smiled. A genuine smile. One of relief and like a little weight had been lifted from his chest. Because Dazai was where he belonged—free to circle the skies after escaping his cage. It should’ve been the three of them like this, but Ango also accepted that any way he helped Dazai would not be graciously accepted, but one fact remained: Dazai kept coming back.

The worst pain would’ve been total, utter rejection. He withstood Dazai’s glorious assault knowing that despite the rift between them, they did not become strangers.

“Take care and send the agency my regards. I’m glad we could meet again like this,” Ango said and walked off, but he stopped shortly after. “I’ll look forward to it again next year on this same day. It’s the worst day of all, but we share it.”

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[edgepunk]

I'm ngl the open world (especially Koboh) in Survivor is a little overwhelming for my completionist brain