#assuming you have other stuff to offer but if you have the best structure in the world and BORING writing and characters well

[timeisacephalopod]

It really strikes me that people treat fanfic authors as if they don't know anything about writing, which is weird because even before I wrote fic I cowrote a stage play I got an award for back in high school, poetry my teachers would frequently compliment, and my own original ideas in novel format- which structurally you learn in high school it's not some fucking Devine Knowledge no one knows about? If you didn't learn what an inciting incident is and the basic structure of a novel and tropes like The Heroes Journey by eleventh grade then fine but don't project that onto a format of writing you have some weird vendetta against. After that I went to uni and wrote dozens of academic essays for my degree, some of them quite extensive in length and obviously there's technical skill involved in that writing.

Besides that after I stopped writing fic I learned how to write screenplays and wrote like 3 episodes of TV shows in film school- which by the way used other showrunners ideas because writing an episode of an existing show is how you build a portfolio. That's right fanfic hating assholes, if you want a tv writing job pull out ur fuckin fanfic out so your ability to capture the voice of another show can be judged. I also wrote a movie script in school and I highly doubt I'm some Special Snowflake among fic authors, so where the hell does this idea that fic authors are all 13 year old yaoi obsessed morons who've never even seen a book their whole life and never learned even the most basics of writing like what an adjective is come from?

I know people who hold this idea don't seem to think they're misogynists but they treat fic identical to how people treat romance and erotica outside of Fic World and I highly doubt two areas in which women are the ones doing most of the writing would get targeted with the exact same rhetoric of "that's not real writing" for completely different reasons if the arguments against the fiction are basically the same. Because obviously Real Literature doesn't have romance, sex, or women writing it.

Regardless, it's utterly asinine to assume fic authors have no idea how to write because they're writing fic- like actually no, technically speaking I'm qualified to write all kinds of shit as far as what I know, so I don't much appreciate that my writing a single form of writing somehow means I have no skills or training just because Ive written that particular format according to some people. It's deeply insulting and I really do wonder if people think people who write as a hobby should even be allowed to have that hobby if theyre this obsessed with publish or don't ever even LOOK at a word. Like not only is it insulting to suggest that my hobby is somehow some particularly god awful drivel, but apparently those people don't know what a hobby is given that zero other hobbies get treated like this. No one walks around telling people if they aren't playing professional sports they can't play them at all- we just know that normal dudes playing football probably aren't Tom Brady and aren't looking to be either.

[plothooksinc]

Assuming you don't have an excess of NRFTW prompts already, mayhaps a missing scene of Mikey confronting Leo about that "Don't kill yourself for a corpse" line? Because I just *know* he had a lot of feelings about that, diversion or no. 👀👀

Me: That should be pretty straightforward Me: ...only now I want to address some other stuff, so-- /17 pages later

The Jupiter Jim figurines that April had put on the bedside stand were gone, replaced by a tray of Mikey’s paints, and Draxum’s (lab? Secret lair? He insisted it wasn’t a castle--) place was dead silent.

They were moving today. Donnie had declared their new residence-to-be hygienically and structurally sound enough to begin the shift over, but Leo was still benched. And Mikey was also benched—unfairly, as far as he was concerned, but Draxum had pushed for him to stay out of the heavy lifting.

(“There’s being able to lift a pound or two, and there’s being able to shift furniture and boxes. It’s a world of difference,” the old goat had said patiently. “Yes, you’re doing much better, but don’t try your luck.”

“But I can use my chains, they won’t weigh—”

“Ahhh, yes. Your chains. With your mystic energy. And what have we said about using your mystic energy?”)

Donnie had told him outright to be thankful he had an excuse to sit this out. But it was Raph who mollified him by pointing out that leaving Leo here entirely on his own probably wouldn’t be the greatest of ideas. Both because he was still hurt and might need help, would be feeling kind of useless and in need of morale—and because a lonely and bored Leo was often a dumb Leo, and if he would listen to anyone and just stay put, it was gonna be Mikey.

And fair. Sometimes Leo definitely required a Delicate Touch.

Today, he’d apply one of a different kind.

Leo’s shell was a mess of fibreglass patches and newly sealed cracks still fragile in some places—Donnie had come up with a thin protective cover for the bulk of them, but the whole look wasn’t pretty and his brother was self-conscious about it. Not that he’d said as much, but the fact that he pulled the blanket right up over it even when it was warm spoke volumes.

Also, Mikey’s fingers itched every time he looked at it. He wanted to make it look awesome. Hence--

“Give me some suggestions?” Leo said. “You’re the artist.”

“Could do a cool dragon?”

“Mmm. Yeah.”

Well, that was noncommittal. He thought Leo would like a dragon. Mikey frowned. “You know I’ll paint whatever you want. I don’t care what it is.”

Leo chuckled. “Well, that’s way open to abuse.”

“I’m serious!”

“Hmm.”

And he was quiet again. This time, Mikey frowned at him. Was it time for morale boosts already? It seemed a bit early--

“Hey.”

“Mmm, yeah, I’m thinking.”

“Thinking about what?”

“Thinking abooout… how I can abuse your mad painting skills?”

“Leo.”

“Seriously, what if I got you to draw, like, a terrible cartoon of Barry falling off a roof or something.”

“...really?”

“You did say anything.”

Mikey narrowed his eyes suspiciously. “I mean sure, if that’s what you really want.” Though it was such a cheap shot he didn’t think Leo even tried with that one; it felt more like misdirection. “Didn’t know you were so obsessed with him you wanted a reminder painted on you, but—”

“Oh pizza supreme, ew.” Leo shuddered, mashing his face into the pillow. “When you put it like that—”

“So what are you thinking about?”

“Rude.”

“Answer the question, Leon.”

“Ruder. No privacy. Maybe I’m thinking that I miss pizza.”

“You get some tomorrow.”

“What about now?” he whined.

“Leo?”

“Miguel.”

“Do you not want me to paint your shell?” Leo hesitated, and Mikey squinted at him. “We don’t have to.”

“...it’s not that,” Leo muttered, muffled by the pillow. “I do, but…”

Time to pull out the big guns. He flopped onto the bed next to him, offering his best puppy eyes and trembling lip when Leo shifted to face him. “Do you think I’ll do a bad job?”

“What?” Leo pulled back a little, looking panicked. “Of course not! You’re amazing, I just—”

Mikey grinned at him cheerfully. And then stuck his tongue out for good measure.

“—who taught you how to weaponise that, seriously.”

“You did.”

Leo swallowed a laugh. “Okay, okay. Fine. Give me your hand.”

“Huh?”

His brother held out a hand, beckoning, and Mikey obliged him by taking it. Leo instantly turned his hand over, pushing gently along the joints. “That hurt?”

...oh. That’s what was going on. It said a lot that Mikey hadn’t even thought about injury stress; his arms had been behaving themselves for days now. It was possible, he guessed.

On the other hand, he hadn’t painted in weeks. He missed it. And he wanted Leo to like his shell. So he pulled back, deliberately shaking his hands out and wiggling his fingers, smiling wryly as Leo winced. “Promise I’m good. In more ways than one, baby!”

“Yeah, but what if it starts hurting halfway through?” Leo made a face. “Then I’ll be stuck with half a dragon or something and probably, like, the lamer part. There’ll be a dragon’s ass on my shell and everyone’ll make fun of me.”

Mikey sighed, seeing the whining for the thinly disguised concern it was. It was touching, but he could feel the annoyance starting to bubble up. Of all of them, Leo was the one that generally didn’t baby him. He managed a smile. “We do that already.”

“Shh, let me live in denial. Anywhizzle--”

“I wouldn’t have offered if I wasn’t ready,” he said, sharper than he intended. (Probably because that wasn’t entirely true—okay, he hadn’t given any thought to it before this, but after reflection, he was pretty sure--)

“You sure about that?”

Leo said it...lightly. For the most part.

Maybe Mikey just imagined the strain underneath, or maybe it was because he was already riled, but the doubtful look on his brother’s face made him bristle defensively. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“What?” Leo paused. “Nothing, I’m just kidding around.”

“You sure about that?”

And this time Leo frowned at Mikey’s mocking tone and shifted gingerly to face him more directly, hugging a pillow to his chest. “Whoa, okay, I honestly didn’t mean anything by it, I’m just… making sure.”

“Why?”

“...you seriously have to ask?”

“Yeah, actually,” Mikey said flatly, fingers tapping a rhythm on the protective sheet. He just wanted to paint. “I’m more than okay. I’m fine, Leo.”

“Annnd you’ve said that before.”

“I—” He paused.

(“Fine! Just fine. You?”

“Fine. Just fine.”)

Again, oh.

(“You’re both liars and I don’t see why you bother.”)

Mikey let a breath out. Sure, okay. He still felt tetchy about this, but Leo had a point. But it took two to have that conversation, and if they were gonna talk about recklessness--

--and oh, for the third time. He got it now, why he was so hair-trigger irritated. There was a ninja damned elephant in the room.

One thing at a time.

“It’s just painting,” Mikey said finally, voice even. “It’s not like I’m using any kind of mystic mojo and I can stop any time it starts to hurt. I can paint something that can be done in pieces, no dragon asses necessary.”

Leo blinked at him, and then mustered up a lopsided smile. “I dunno. What if dragon asses are my thing?”

He could take that offer for what it was; Leo attempting to walk their conversation back from an edge. For a moment, Mikey was tempted. He just wanted to do something nice for his brother and artistic and prove he could still--

Still paint. He could. He had no trouble at dinner, no trouble lugging Dad’s casserole, and now Leo was making him second guess himself when Leo was absolutely the biggest hypocrite in the room for this kinda thing.

“...Angelo?”

And man, now his brother wouldn’t even let him second guess himself in peace! Rude. He leaned forward to rummage through his paints, voice flat. “What.”

“...hey.” Hesitant and soft. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to, like, belittle you, that’s not what this is about.”

“That’s a big word for you.” As soon as he said it—heard the snap of his words leave his mouth—Mikey cringed. Especially as Leo stilled on the bed, then sank down into the pillows again, face blank. Okay, he didn’t deserve that. If Mikey didn’t want to be babied, he shouldn’t be a brat.

So he gave an overly long, dramatic Mermista-style groan and flopped back down on his back next to his brother. “I’m sorry, okay? I’m just… I’m frustrated. It’s been a while. And you were the last person I expected this from!”

“I get it,” Leo said quietly. “You got stuck here on babysitting duty, you’re already feeling left out.”

“That’s not it. Well, not all of it.” He hesitated, stretching his hands up to link behind his head, voice innocent. “Um… I was so caught up in the euphoria of being able to paint your shell that for a minute I lived in a world where mystic backlash didn’t exist…?”

There was a long moment of silence.

And then Mikey grinned a little as Leo raised his head to glare at him. “You did not just apple juice meme at me.”

“I sure did, Leon. Whatcha gonna do about it?”

“Ask you nicely to brain yourself with a pillow,” Leo said grumpily. “I’m keeping count, you know.”

“Oh, I bet.”

They lay there in companionable silence.

“I was looking forward to it, too.” Leo said after a while. “I mean, I even let you put the sheet down. It’s only after that we—look, we both forgot, okay? And then I panicked, because I’m not meant to forget that kind of thing. What if you get hurt because I encouraged you?”

“Hmm.” Okay, that was a fair, kind of dumb but standard Leo reaction. “I kind of get it, except for the part where you’re not responsible for my life choices.”

“Yeah, but I’m enabling them. Raph would—”

“Raph would get exasperated at me for pulling a dumb stunt! This isn’t like… being out fighting bad guys and for some reason your plan means I have to hurt myself painting.”

“Close enough,” Leo said, barely audible.

Mikey shifted up onto his elbows, looking at him in disbelief. “I’m sorry, what? Did I hear that correctly?”

“Mmf.” Leo dropped his face back into the pillow. “Sorry. Forget it, I’m just—”

“Oh no, we are not forgetting it, son.” Mikey sat back up again, folding his arms like a disapproving parent. “Seriously? Are we doing this now?”

“Can we go back to the part where you were going to paint, like, something easy and—”

“Hell no. Leo.” Mikey poked him in the shoulder-- the good one, because he wasn’t a complete jerk. “I don’t remember any point where you had a say in my portal choices. Oh, wait! Yes I do! And your say was dumb and I ignored it—”

Leo blinked at him, baffled. “You-- what? I never—”

“Aha!” Mikey pointed at him triumphantly. “You can’t have it both ways. Either you’re responsible or you’re not, which is it?”

“No, I’m seriously lost,” Leo said blankly. “Putting aside the whole responsibility or feeling guilt or whatever, I get it, we’ll come back to that (maybehopefullynever) but when did you ignore me? I don’t remember saying anything to you about portals.”

For a moment, Mikey was just. Speechless. Because he could infer two things from that, and he hated both of them. One, that Leo had absolutely talked about his portals, just not with him. And two…

“You don’t remember,” he said, irritation shifting into genuine anger. His voice rose with every word. “The warehouse? That cheap action hero line you threw at me while you were hanging like so much netted roadkill? ‘Doesn’t ring a bell?’ Seriously!?”

Recognition dawned on Leo’s face, and he mouthed something silently—a sentence that he recognised because it had been on Mikey’s mind, on and off, that he’d muttered to himself in the bathroom sometimes, that he couldn’t decide whether it was a cool line or something Leo needed to be slapped for, and that he’d decided to maybe just try and let it go until Leo--

--did this. Forgot it.

Like it didn’t matter.

Don’t kill yourself for a corpse.

“Mikey,” Leo said faintly, and a helpless, placating smile twitched at the corners of his mouth for a moment before it faded under Mikey’s glare. “That was just stalling.”

“Was it?”

“Yes!” he snapped. “That wasn’t a-- I thought you knew! Do you really think I’d just encourage you to throw my life away when help was very clearly gonna be on the way?”

Annnd there it was. Because yeah, actually. Leo had put his finger on it precisely without meaning to, and Mikey surged up off the bed. “You’ve done it before, Leo! Once is maybe stalling, but this is a pattern, and—”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa—”

“Don’t whoa whoa whoa me!” Mikey bared his teeth. And his next words were pitched high and dramatic, hand to forehead. “’Don’t kill yourself for a corpse!’ ‘Casey, when I get to the other side, close that door!’ Actually yeah, now that I think about it, if you hadn’t been such a dumbass, I—”

Oh.

Oh, shit, way too far. Leo flinched as if struck, but he stayed staring at Mikey, eyes dark and shoulders hunched. Making himself small like he deserved it, when Mikey had been trying to point out his arms weren’t his responsibility. Good job, going the exact opposite direction.

“...fuck,” he whispered.

In a perfect world, Leo would blackmail him with threats to tell Raph about his swearing at this point. But his big brother said nothing, watching him in deathly silence.

Mikey covered his face. He was angry. He’d crossed a line. And for a long, yawning moment, he held still, hoping Leo would—snap back at him, or shove him off the bed, or be just as much a jerk back, like he’d been with Raph before the invasion, or that time at the pizzeria, or--

It was so quiet.

Oh, pizza supreme. “Leo,” he said, muffled into his hands. “I’m--”

Leo laughed, and Mikey snapped his head up in mix of confusion and dread, because that was not the correct response. But Leo’s giggling was brittle, and while he was lounging on the pillows like he was so entertained, he was staring past Mikey like he wasn’t there. Something curdled in his gut. “Leo…?”

“You can’t have it both ways, mi hermano,” Leo said, and his tone was so absolutely curated smartass that Mikey cringed. “Either I’m responsible or I’m not, which is it?”

“Don’t,” Mikey said tightly, “Throw my words back at me.”

“Why not? Seems to be a common thing today.”

“You know it’s not what I meant!”

“Seems we got a lot of that going around, too.”

Leo’s humour faded—what there was of it—and now he just looked tired. He shifted awkwardly onto his side to face away from Mikey. “Sorry,” he muttered. “You’re gonna have to tell Raph you weren’t the best choice for the whole morale thing. He’ll understand.”

Words chosen to hurt. They lost their bite when delivered so expressionlessly, and Mikey swallowed against a stupid, stupid desire to cry, because now he was angry and frustrated and guilty and a little heartbroken, and dammit, this was so important, he couldn’t let it slide, but he…

...kinda got why Raph and Leo were at each other’s throats all the time.

He wasn’t going to be the same.

“I have three doctorates,” he muttered.

And waited. For Leo to snort, to cut him down and say sure, and I have a medical degree. With stickers. Which makes it better than yours.

But Leo said nothing. After a moment, he hitched the blanket up to wrap over his shell again, and that felt more like a dismissal than anything else.

Mikey curled his hands into fists. Clenched them hard, just because he could. Because it didn’t hurt anymore, not like before. “I have three doctorates,” he repeated flatly, “And I probably should be taking my own advice, huh. You want more words thrown back at you? I’m not yelling at you because I’m mad. I’m—I’m freaking terrified, Leo! Because you nearly died like three times in the last couple weeks, and two of those times you just kind of… leaned right into it, and I don’t—don’t want there to be a fourth time—”

“You think I do?”

Leo’s response was barely audible, but his head had tilted back just enough for Mikey to know he was paying attention. And man, it was getting harder not to just burst into tears, but then Leo would probably either have to shift into comfort mode (and everything would get derailed) or he’d ignore Mikey entirely and that would feel worse. He compromised by flopping back onto the bed, curling up against Leo’s blankets, and found his voice again. He’d say what he had to say first.

“I don’t know,” he said softly. “That’s why, okay? I just—you just seem to keep going for the option that gets you dead lately. You can’t do that to us.”

“I mean, apparently I can,” Leo murmured bitterly. “Seeing as I’ve done it twice.”

He squeezed his eyes shut. “That’s not funny.”

“Yeah, well. I don’t know what you want me to say.”

“...I don’t know what I want you to say, either.” Nothing felt right.

“Okay, here’s a start,” Leo said flatly. “If you think I’m trying to throw my life away—”

“No!”

“If you don’t think that, what exactly are you accusing me of?”

“I’m not! I’m—” His voice cracked, and Mikey bit off another curse under his breath. And then went fuck it and vanished into the cool dark of his shell, so he wouldn’t have to stare at Leo’s back any more. So Leo wouldn’t turn and catch his tears that were falling without his permission because he cried at the drop of a hat and--

“I’m just scared.”

There was a pause, and a creak of the bed. And a long silence.

Mikey sniffled as quietly as he could.

Another creak.

Then Leo’s voice sounded closer, a little more gentle.

“I had a nightmare about you.”

He blinked. That wasn’t what he expected.

“Uh-- I kind of know?” He remembered the details vividly enough-- the warehouse, Sister Krang snapping his neck, way awful. But this was after the warehouse, so--

“Raph told you?” Leo said in confusion. “I mean, I never gave him the details...”

--that wasn’t right. Mikey peered out from his shell to see Leo peering back, and his brother gave him a tiny smile. It didn’t quite reach his eyes, but it was encouraging. “No, I, um… remember how we mind melded at the warehouse? It kind of stuck around during all your fever dreams.”

“Oh.” Leo frowned. “I don’t really remember those.”

“Good,” Mikey said fervently. “Don’t. They’re awful.”

“Heh. Sorry.”

“Not your fault.” He sank back into his shell, but he felt a little better. Leo wasn’t being so cold. He hated it when Leo was cold. “So this was another dream…?”

“...yeah. It was a while ago, right after you showed me your arms that first time. Before… Raph.”

Oh, right. Before everything went to hell. (Again. Hah.)

“I dreamt about you opening the portal,” Leo went on quietly, “And you were trying to save me, and you kind of… just broke apart. Shattered to pieces. And I had to watch that, and the portal closed, and I-- I was stuck and you were—”

Oh.

(If he had a nickel for every time he’d thought oh in the last ten minutes--)

“I didn’t want to be there, Mikey. I promise, I really, really enjoy, you know, being alive. I love you guys! I’m not secretly harbouring a death wish, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

He paused, and when he spoke again, his voice was a lot quieter.

“But that terror—it goes both ways, you know?”

He felt Leo lay hands on his shell and try to lift him into a hug.

Which was… very sweet until reality kicked in and he popped back out in alarm just in time to see his big brother go pale.

“Oh my god, Leo!” He scrambled out fully, wiping at his face before he helped Leo settle back, and he couldn’t help the faintly hysterical giggle. “You really are a dumbass.”

“...I did it on purpose to get you to come out…?” Leo’s voice was wheezy, and he gave Mikey a watery smile.

“Liar.”

“Okay, you got me.” He wilted against the pillows. “But not about the important stuff, okay?”

“Idiot,” Mikey muttered without heat. He patted at Leo’s shoulder. “Need meds?”

“...nah. It’s actually not too bad, I just need a minute.”

“Okay.” He paused. Argument maybe averted, but… he wasn’t done. He could just do this a little less meanly. Especially if Leo was willing to talk to him.

“I do believe you,” he said after a moment, because that was important.

“Okay, good.”

“So… you did the whole heroic cool death wish line because you were scared I was gonna get hurt?”

Leo huffed in amusement, but his tiny smile faded. “Mostly, yeah. I was trying to buy you time. And my first attempt just got you hurt more, so… I went the rage route.”

Oh yeah. Leo asking for permission to treat his wounds. That had gone poorly, to say the least. Mikey smiled weakly. “Well, you picked a winner. I got so mad at you.” He still was, but it felt a little better, to pick at this.

“Yeah, well, the Bubblegum Bitch ran on murder and spite. I figured she’d love to see us screaming at each other. And…”

He hesitated.

“And?” Mikey prompted.

Leo closed his eyes. “I didn’t think I could handle watching you open a portal to... that place. Not with the damage it did the first time. Not ever again because of me. I’m not the only one who nearly died here, y’know.”

Mikey frowned. “I didn’t—”

“Don’t try that with me, Mikey.”

He shut his mouth with a snap. Took a deep breath, because he wasn’t going to yell again, and this was… a softer kind of hurt. He got it. He was starting to get Leo. So he had to continue.

“You think I could handle watching you die because I didn’t open one?” He was proud of how even his voice was. Hah. The doctor was back in session. “You said it yourself, terror goes both ways. Stalling can only go so far. By definition!”

“Okay, at this point we’re gonna end up going in circles,” Leo said dryly. “They’re both valid points, okay? But if you can understand why you risked your life in there, can you get why I’d do the same?”

“...because we’re both idiots?” he muttered.

Leo snorted a faint laugh. And Mikey finally grinned at him, before sobering. Because…

“What about before?”

Leo’s face shuttered blank so fast he almost regretted asking.

Almost.

Especially as the look broke a moment later under a lazy smile, which set his teeth on edge. “You’re gonna have to narrow it down a bit, little bro.”

Okay. If he was gonna be like that.

“Mhm, mm-hmm.” Mikey nodded, shifting enough to sit cross-legged on the bed, and pretended to write into a notebook. “Patient very sensitive on this subject, a little too late on deflecting comment and accompanying I am full of shit smile…”

“Oh, for-- you can’t doctor me, you don’t have your stupid doctor glasses.”

“Patient deflecting more… by making… immersion-breaking jokes—” He broke off and mimed looking over a pair of imaginary glasses at Leo and grinned cheekily through the churning in his gut. Two could play at this game. “All our stuff is packed. You’re gonna have to pretend, bro.”

“I don’t want to,” Leo said flatly, smile gone. “I’m not in the mood for imaginary doctors today. Can’t you just be Mikey?”

“I don’t know, can I?” Mikey retorted, voice still even. Never mind he probably still had drying tear tracks on his face. “Because apparently you can’t talk to Mikey.”

“I can talk to you just fine!”

“Without babying me.”

“I’m not—”

“Or lying. You know exactly what ‘before’ I’m talking about! I mean, how often do you throw yourself through one way portals, anyway?”

“As Dee would say, approximately never, because I can honestly say I’ve never thrown myself through a one way portal in my—”

Mikey slammed his hand down on the bedside stand so hard his paint bottles shook, two of them outright teetering and falling off the edge. Leo flinched back, sentence unfinished, his expression frozen somewhere between jackass and terrified.

“Really?” he hissed. “You’re gonna deflect now by splitting hairs?”

Leo blinked, mouth still hanging open for a moment before he collected himself. “Very professional observation,” he said faintly, voice shaking. “You should write that down in your imaginary notebook! Also, I’m pretty sure therapists aren’t meant to terrify their patients. You could lose your imaginary license and then where would we be?”

Mikey stared at him, face dark and arms folded. “And now you’re deflecting by pissing me off.”

Leo held his stare for maybe three seconds before he broke and rolled away—gingerly, clearly painfully—to face the wall again. “’m sorry. I really just wanna… I don’t know. Get my shell painted. Can we talk about this some other day?”

Mikey sucked in a breath, loudly and obnoxiously, because he wanted Leo to know he was angry. Then he rolled to collect the bottles that had fallen to the floor. The red one hadn’t been closed properly and he winced at the flecks on Draxum’s carpet. Maybe they could claim it was blood. He’d probably be less outraged, all things considered.

He knew as well as Leo there would be no other day. If this didn’t get talked about now, he’d be looking forward to Leo making sure they weren’t in the same room alone together for weeks. He was angry enough he wondered spitefully for a moment if he should beat him to it and ignore his lying ass like a--

...like a wound up little brother who was easily riled by someone who knew exactly which buttons to press. Sure, Leo would feel like shit about it, but Leo would also be relieved. Dodged that therapist bullet, right? Enough time would pass it would be too hard to bring up again.

Until the next time he pulled this stunt. (Leo wasn’t a cat, he didn’t have nine freaking lives--)

“Was there really no other way?” he asked bluntly.

Leo hunched in on himself with a faint hiss, and Mikey sat there behind him, his arms full of paint, and wondered how far to push. He wanted to know. Leo had said there was no death wish, and Mikey believed him about his reasoning in the warehouse. If it wasn’t for how Leo shut him down immediately when he asked more directly, he’d have let this go. There was something he was missing.

He had to push the right way, though. Demanding answers from a traumatised person was, okay, maybe not the best strategy? And Leo was absolutely traumatised, no matter how many shit eating grins he’d thrown over the last few weeks while being half dead. (And then half dead again.) He’d come back out of Mikey’s portal a complete mess and hadn’t talked about it since. Krang Prime had been terrifying before his only target had been his brother.

And Leo had deliberately locked himself in with a murderous alien because…

Hero moves are totally your style.

...because that’s what heroes do?

Bullshit.

“How’s your hand?”

Leo’s question took him by surprise—and hurt besides, with how colourless his tone was. Mikey frowned at him before he looked down at his hands, and—right. Probably losing his temper and hitting furniture wasn’t very, uh, wise. But he flexed his fingers, answering in a subdued voice. “Fine.”

...he had an idea. Take a page out of Leo’s book, lure him in with less threatening subjects. Mikey paused, biting his lip, knowing this could also backfire-- but if it did, it would be less devastating than the direct route. He could try again later.

So he sighed. “And… fine. I’ll let it go.”

“For now, huh.”

“...forever, if you need me to. I just—wanted to understand,” he said, turning away to start stacking the paint bottles neatly on the dresser again. “I know we weren’t there to help, and I’m sorry—”

“Do not apologise for that,” Leo cut in sharply. “You got slammed into free fall and nearly died. What kind of jerk do you think I am?”

“But Raph had to come after us and you were alone.” And that hurt to remember. His hands trembled. “And then you didn’t even warn us. You didn’t even say goodbye. You just jumped straight to—”

“There wasn’t time for anything else,” Leo whispered. “At least, I didn’t think there was. Okay?”

--that was progress. Mikey leaned forward eagerly, ready to push for more detail-- and then hesitated. He’d just said he would let it go.

So he made himself shut up and sit there quietly, hands in his lap, fingers curled inward so he didn’t fidget.

And waited.

“...Yeah, I keep thinking now about other stuff I might have been able to do,” Leo said finally. “And like, it’s all maybes and what ifs and maybe none of it would have worked and maybe some of it would have, but there wasn’t any time, and I’m not-- I mean, it’s easy to come up with stuff after. I still don’t know if I could have made a better choice. Okay? I just did… I did what I had to. It wasn’t some grand gesture or, like, ‘oh no, this is all my fault, I’ll throw my life away to fix it,’ it was-- we’d never get another chance, and I couldn’t live with what would happen if we lost.”

…

Right, so there was a lot to unpack there.

“You think the invasion is your fault?” he asked cautiously.

“Not… really,” Leo said, and Mikey wished he’d turn around again so he could see his brother’s face. “Like, you know, I get it. The Foot and the Krang are more to blame for this than me, but I was stupid. So there’s fault, and then there’s responsibility. If I hadn’t messed around and lost the key, maybe it wouldn’t have gotten this far. But I guess I don’t know that for sure?”

That sounded very much like someone had already had a go at him about this. His money would be on Donnie. What Mikey wanted to know, though, was whether Leo really meant it or whether he was just rattling off someone else’s argument.

“You also got the key back,” he pointed out, and Leo snorted.

“Yeah,” he said flatly. “At Raph’s expense.”

Mikey winced-- okay yeah, wrong tack to take. There was a lot he could say there about the fact that Raph was also capable of making his own choices, and he already knew Raph would prefer the whole temporary possession and scarred eye and shell over a dead brother. Just as he knew he would never, ever convince Leo of that, because they were all the same in that regard. It was hard, watching someone get hurt trying to protect you.

So hard. Mikey knew.

“Did you…” He paused, swallowed. Curled up on the bed itself, his shell to Leo’s, knees up to his chest. Maybe this was easier. “Did you think you had to make up for it? Is that why?”

He wasn’t sure if Leo’s soft huff of amusement was a good or a bad sign. “I already said. No death wishes.” His tone was more gentle than cutting, so that was hopeful. “Not on the alien ship, not in the warehouse. Just let it go.”

That wasn’t actually an answer to the question. Guilt could make you do so much stupid shit, and Leo still wanted him to drop it, which means there was more to this--

I couldn’t live with what would happen if we lost.

Mikey blinked.

“I need an oh jar,” he muttered.

“...yeah, because that makes sense.”

“Leo,” Mikey said evenly. “What did Casey say to you?”

There was a brief silence, and then Leo responded with genuine confusion. “Okay, that one you really are gonna have to narrow down—”

“About the future he came from.”

And from the way he heard Leo’s breath stutter to a halt, Mikey had his answer.

---------

He waited. Long enough to hear Leo unfreeze, breathing slow with just the faintest hint of shakiness. Long enough that he finally evened out, and Mikey kept still while he did it, not even touching him, back to back. He wanted to-- wanted to kind of turn and latch onto Leo and hug him, but from this angle he’d end up hurting a whole lot more than he’d help, so… in the end, he just gave him space.

Somewhere down the hall, one of Draxum’s clocks chimed.

“Wanna talk about it?”

“Dumb question.”

“Hmm. Yeah, okay, I’ll give you that one. Will you please talk about it?”

“What’s the point?” Leo was barely audible. “It’s over now, not gonna happen. We just need to look after the one person it did happen for.”

“I think Casey’d disagree.”

“Casey has enough on his plate.”

“Well, he’s not here right now anyway. If there’s no point, why don’t you tell me?”

“Already covered that I don’t want to.”

The thing is, just by not telling him, Leo had basically confirmed for Mikey some pretty obvious key factors. This time he deliberately quashed the irritation at the thought of being babied. He got it. He did.

“So,” he said slowly, eventually, “I’m gonna assume you’re trying to protect me. Or us. From horrible, terrible, no good, bad future knowledge. Am I right?”

Leo’s silence was confirmation enough.

Mikey took a deep breath. Okay. He had it now. He hoped. (He also didn’t hope, because it was so bleak, but--)

“You know,” he said quietly, voice deliberately oh so casual, “When someone, like, drops in from some futuuure timeline—add reverb—to change the course of history, it kinda means that whichever future he came from is a lost cause. That much is obvious, you know?”

Silence.

Mikey sat up, glancing down at the huddle that was his brother.

“I know Donnie dies,” he said, and watched Leo flinch. He knew how Donnie died. That part, he would leave out just in case. “Raph woulda died before all of us. April—”

He stopped. The point was made and he was being cruel enough already. “I know I was still there at the end. So were you. Because we were the ones who sent him here.”

“Yeah,” Leo said quietly. “You opened a portal through time. Pretty amazing, bro.”

He smiled at that, a little sadly. “I know, right?”

“Be more amazing if you’d survived doing it.”

He’d figured as much, but hearing it still sent a sliver of nausea through him. And if Leo had known that much, the nightmares about Mikey shattering would just have been icing on the cake. And--

And--

“Everyone died,” he said, eyes wide. “Everyone. Except you.”

The way Leo tried to curl into himself at that could not be healthy for his injuries. This time Mikey did reach out, both hands patting at his brother’s shoulder tentatively before he latched on, trying to discourage the pretzeling. “Lee—”

“I know.”

“It didn’t happen!”

“I know!” Leo snapped. “Because I made sure it couldn’t!”

Mikey let go-- half startled by the outburst, half taken by surprise when Leo threw him off, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. Also not a good idea because Leo had barely managed standing earlier, so what the hell he thought he was doing-- but apparently he was content to sit on the edge of the mattress, using his good arm to keep himself propped up, his entire body curled away from his little brother.

Well. Too bad. Mikey crawled over the bed to sit next to him. And when Leo didn’t move away again, he huffed and wormed his way under that arm, offering a better support. Leo was rigid against him, but he didn’t flinch or try to push him away, so.

Win. Such as it was.

“I get it,” Mikey whispered.

“I didn’t want you to.”

“Yeah… I don’t get that part.”

“Because it’s—” Leo broke off, darting a look at him before he turned away. “It’s all I could think of. I made a big speech about how we could change the future after all, and then when you guys got knocked down, all I could think was that we’d tried so hard, and we still lost, and—and I thought-- I wasn’t thinking. I mean I was, but it was stupid and—”

He hadn’t heard Leo stammer around the point like this in a long time, and Mikey tipped his head against his shoulder, wrapping his arms around Leo’s. “s’not stupid, bro. Like—it’s a high stress situation, y’know? D’you think me or Donnie or Raph were coming up with super logical plans while we were raining into Staten Island? You know how that place drains your smarts away.”

That got a laugh out of Leo, at least, a half hiccupped one, and he shifted a little closer. He didn’t relax; Mikey could feel the tension practically vibrating through him, and he knew what was coming. He could probably cut to the chase now and sum it up for Leo in points so he didn’t have to.

He waited. It was better that way.

“I just...didn’t.” Leo said finally. “Didn’t—want to go through that. You know, I wasn’t being heroic or a martyr or whatever, I was being a coward, okay? Because Casey told me everyone died in the future—everyone—and I thought: if we lose here, I’m gonna have to live that future. You know, twenty years in a war we’re gonna lose so slowly, watching everyone die one by one until I’m the only one left, and I was terrified and I can’t—I can’t, Mikey, if it’s a choice between me and literally everyone else, you can’t ask me to watch everyone die—”

And his voice cracked and Leo shut up, and Mikey carefully shuffled up onto his knees and curled his arms around his brother’s neck and held on. Leo planted his face in the crook of Mikey’s neck, shoulders trembling.

But when he spoke, his voice was small, but very dry. “This is gonna be real painful in about thirty seconds, just warning—”

“Then shut the hell up and get back on the bed, idiot.”

Leo sniffled, voice even tinier. “Yes, Dr Therapist, sir.”

“Good boy.”

“Don’t tell the others?”

“Doctor patient confidentiality.”

“’kay. Good.”

Leo turned away, shuffling back onto the bed to collapse onto the pillows. Mikey hovered, not really sure what to do next. Did he leave him alone? Give him space? He’d normally just drape himself on Leo’s shell, but that wasn’t exactly a good idea, so--

The question was answered for him when Leo waved a hand in his general direction, looking for a limb to grab, and Mikey helpfully gave him an arm-- and was yanked down beside his brother who curled around him like he was a teddy bear, hiding his face again. Mikey wheezed, a faint mix of relief and amusement. “Oh, okay, it’s gonna be like this—”

“Shh,” Leo said, muffled and sodden-sounding. “Therapy’s over.”

The face against his neck was wet. Mikey held still for a moment, swallowing against his own tears, and then gave a small sigh, putting a hand on Leo’s head.

“Yeah,” he said softly. “I guess it is.”

---------

They lay there for a while. Mikey was perfectly content to be used as a teddy bear and kept his mouth shut, letting Leo get it out of his system, running his thumb over the ridges of the blue mask as his brother shook apart so quietly. As if he were ashamed of letting go. Or maybe it was just the fact that he was crying on his little brother. Mikey supposed that was breaking some kind of sibling hierarchy or some shit. Whatever.

He hadn’t really meant for the afternoon to go this way—it was kind of the opposite of a morale boost—but if this was the weight that his brother had been carrying around, better to deal with it now. Especially when nobody else was around to overhear.

(...he wasn’t really sure the others shouldn’t know about this. But unless it became an issue, for now, he’d do as Leo asked.)

“You’re not a coward, you know,” he said, much later. He doubted it was hours. He’d only heard Barry’s clock once. But Leo had stopped his ninja stealth crying into the crook of Mikey’s neck, so it was time.

“Mmm, ‘kay.”

“Don’t mmm ’kay me.” Mikey poked him. “I’m serious. I mean, what do you think a hero’s motivations are, anyway? They’re not doing it for the sake of looking all fancy for the camera. Or if they are, they’re not really a hero. They’re like-- that guy from Megamind, what’shisface, the Nice Guy—”

“Hal Stewart.”

“Exactly. And they don’t run around thinking, like—” He let go of Leo for a moment to air quote, even though Leo hadn’t resurfaced, not really. “’Egads, what is the most noble thing I can do at this exact point in time?’ Real heroes aren’t like… comic book heroes.”

Leo huffed a little against him. “You’re lucky I’m emotionally vulnerable right now or I’d have to throw hands.”

Mikey grinned. There he was. “Better keep you emotionally vulnerable then.”

“A supervillain move if I ever heard one.”

“That’s me, baby! I’m so lucky I have all these moral brothers to guide me to the side of the light.”

“Plus Donnie.”

“Oh yeah, plus that guy. I guess.”

This time, the huff sounded more like a laugh. Mikey snuggled in closer, gave him a moment to relax, and then made his next point, as softly as he could.

“Why do you think Raph protected you?”

He felt the jolt go through Leo at that—felt a little guilty, it was kind of an ambush—but his brother was only rigid against him for a moment before relaxing again by degrees, and Mikey was relieved. Leo’s brain was online. And when Leo answered, he sounded more confused than upset.

“Because he’s a big brother? Because he saw me screw up and he didn’t want me getting hurt?”

“Mhm, mhm. Scared for you, right? Would rather take the fall than watch you get skewered?”

“...yeah.”

Oh, the guilt laden into that word. He couldn’t do much about that, except maybe push him and Raph together to talk it out at some point. “I see. So Raph’s a coward?”

“Wait, what?” Leo pulled back to stare at him in affront, eyes swollen and mask damp and not bothering to hide it in the least. “Raph’s the bravest one here, why would you—”

“My, my. Would you look at those double standards.” Mikey tsked at him, and waited for the penny to drop. And Leo was just as smart as Donnie, in his own way; it took him a bare second to frown and lean back, squinting at him, mouth half open like he was trying and failing to come up with an argument. “It’s not cowardly to protect the people you care about. It’s, like, the opposite. You did it in a really reckless way and yeah, maybe there was a better way, but if anyone tries to accuse you of cowardice, I’m gonna throw hands. That includes you, bee tee dubs.”

Leo blinked, and Mikey could practically see the calculation flashing across his expression. He wasn’t surprised when Leo all-out pouted at him. “Oh, I see how it is. Picking on an injured turtle when he’s down.”

Mikey gave him a flat look that said I know what you’re doing.

Leo’s pout turned into a sheepish smile. “Okay, okay,” he said. “I’ll keep any such thoughts of cowardice to myself then, wallow in them when your back is turned—”

Mikey swatted at him with a glare. “You won’t think them at all! Leonardo—” And paused as Leo’s smile sharpened into a grin, his reddened eyes bright with genuine humour. “Ohhh, someone’s feeling better! Good.” He smiled sweetly back, then pushed Leo’s face away from him with a hand. “But for serious, you might be kinda dumb sometimes, but you are like. The bravest coolest brother—”

“Mmm, I still think Raph is the bravest. I humbly accept coolest, though.”

“I’ll allow it.” He watched Leo another moment, then pulled away to scramble carefully over him for the bedside table, reasonably sure the crisis was over. “You still up to painting?”

There was a pause. Leo’s face screwed up hesitantly. “...you sure? I mean, not because of your hands, but—”

“We still got time.” He flipped a paintbrush up and deftly spun it between his fingers, giving Leo a pointed look. “And I hate not finishing an art piece once I start.”

“Have we started, though?” Leo said mildly. But he was already obediently shuffling back onto his stomach, propping the pillows up beneath his elbows.

“Therapy is art.”

“I’m not sure that’s correct.”

“I’m the one with the doctorates, shush now.”

“But you’re—”

“Uh-buh-buh-buh—” Mikey settled by Leo’s side, bonking his head gently with his brush. And time for one last ambush question. “Leo. If we’d still been up there with you at the end, do you think it might have gone differently?”

To his great relief, Leo didn’t even flinch at that one—he merely tilted his head, humming thoughtfully. Mikey gave him time, fishing through his bottles until he could find the right colours to make the mix he wanted.

If he was holding his breath a little, well… that wasn’t important. Turtles could hold their breath for a very long time.

“Hard to say,” Leo said softly. “But I’d like to think so. I mean, I could barely get him through the portal on my own. But the four of us definitely had him off balance for a while there, right? If we were all still up there… I mean. Let’s face it. We’re so much stronger together.”

Mikey sighed with relief. It wasn’t that he didn’t believe Leo about the death wish thing, but hearing it summed up like that made him feel a lot better. Especially when Leo frowned and twisted to catch his eye. “You better not feel guilty about that part, by the way.”

“Guilty? Nah.” He did a little, but Mikey also knew they’d done their best. “Bad that you got left on your own, yeah. We’re a team! It was hard...you know.” He smiled a little weakly. “Not being up there with you.”

“It was hard watching you fall.” Leo relaxed, letting his head drop onto the pillows. “Don’t tell him, but I was so glad when Raph got on the line, even if he was mad at me. It meant you guys had all got down safely.”

“He wasn’t mad,” Mikey pointed out.

“...I know. Bad choice of words.” Leo took a breath, sighed it out, sounding sleepy. “Scared.”

“Scary day.”

“Tell me about it. Wait, on second thought, don’t.” Leo waved a hand at him, not looking up. “Better idea. Tell me what you’re gonna paint instead.”

Yeah, time to change subject. Mikey hummed thoughtfully at him, leaning down off the bed to collect his tray. “I’m thinking… flowers.”

“Flowers, huh.”

“Yeah.” He traced dark edges of Leo’s repaired shell with the very tip of his brush, watching his brother carefully to see if it bothered him. When Leo didn’t move, he shifted back to mix paints. “They’ll be great at masking the damage, and if I have to stop for any reason, it won’t look weird. I’m thinking, hmm… marigolds, petunias… what’s a good red flower that isn’t a rose…”

Was that too pointed a comment? Probably. He grinned, counting the seconds until Leo lifted his head again, shifting to squint at him with suspicion.

“...red, orange, and purple?”

“Yeah,” he said innocently. “Great colour combo, don’t you think?”

“I feel you’re trying to tell me something.”

“Of course I am, dummy.” Mikey smiled at him. The sweetest, most sunshine smile he had at his disposal. “It’s a reminder that we’ve always got your back, no matter what.”

Leo stared back at him with an expression that was—just for a moment, probably against his will—fragile.

Then he turned sharply back away to stare at the wall, giving a snort. “More like you’re always on my back, you mush-dispenser.”

Mikey bit back his laugh at that. Leo could have that one; let him save some face, just this once. “It’s not too late for a dragon’s ass, you know.”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Barry could be riding on it!”

“Mikey—”

“And throwing you off it to your doom—”

“Oh my god, that’s low, you monster—”

“Actually I think it’s high, it wouldn’t be much of a doom otherwise, c’mon, Leo, keep up.”

“I’m gonna duct tape you inside your shell and play you like bongos for a week straight.”

“Looking forward to it! I’ll mark my calendar!” But Leo was shaking with laughter now. Mikey tapped the end of the brush on his shell in warning, and Leo obligingly tried to keep still, switching to a yawn instead. “I would never, don’t worry. Tired?”

“A little.”

“Then sleep. I’ll be here. I’ll wake you when it’s done.”

“...kay.” Leo snuggled into the pillows without arguing, and his next words were heavily muffled and more a tired mumble than anything else. “Lvvyou.”

Mikey paused. Then smiled a little, putting a hand on his shell for a moment. “Lvvyou too, bro.”

“Oh, shush.”

He cackled at that, but said nothing, listening to Leo’s breaths even out.

He knew Leo pretty well—enough to wonder how much Leo still hadn’t told him, diverting with jokes and sassy comments about wallowing in cowardice. But this was a start. And a relief. If nothing else, Leo had been genuine about his motivations, both at the warehouse and at the portal. Terror and love, nothing more, nothing less. Mikey flexed his hands out, testing them one last time, looking at the fading welts still criss-crossing up his arms.

He could relate.

[snapscube]

You might have said this before, but what happened to the SnapStreams format? Did you just end up deciding to replace it with the style of stream highlights you've been doing lately? If so, that's fine obviously, I was just kinda curious on what happened to the format

Initially it was put on hiatus as Sophie was in need of some time off to deal with life stuff. After a while, she reached out to me and explained that the time off would most likely need to become an official stepping away from the SnapStreams editor position. Of course I was fully supportive of both decisions, but I didn’t really have a backup plan at the time so it kinda just ended up being the case that SnapCube majorly slowed down for a bit, as not only were SnapStreams defunct but Let’s Plays had also been moved over to SnapCube 2. After a while longer, I was inspired by the many MANY Jerma985 highlight compilations and stream edits I started to get into at the time and I thought “I’d like to try this out for my own streams and see if I can maybe get some eyes on my own stuff this way :)”

So the idea in Summer of 2021 became:

- I would hire an editor to create edits of individual streams that could be uploaded to SnapCube and uniquely branded so as to best keep engagement up and allow myself to be creative with upload style again. This would happen weekly, which is in most cases a wonderful balance based on my average stream consistency and the needs of SnapCube as a channel. Ellie applied for this position and was ultimately chosen.

- I also wanted to, alongside the individual edits, re-utilize the SnapStreams branding for monthly super compilations of the absolute best stream bits throughout a month. I offered this position to Tracey, who initially applied for the first position but was enthusiastic to try this other idea out as well and accepted the role.

This structure worked for a couple of months but, as you can probably assume based on the shockingly few episodes of this new take on SnapStreams that were uploaded, ran into some hiccups. Namely, only a couple months into the new run I started to deal with some serious fatigue and mental health struggles that prevented me from finding enough energy to stream at a consistent rate. The amount of footage that Tracey was able to compile in a single month was hardly up to the length standard we had agreed on, through no fault of her own, so we experimented with trying to keep up with the goal by combining the last couple of months into a single compilation. The problem with that though is that this plan suffered from some scope creep we did not anticipate and ended up just becoming way too stressful.

Not to mention, honestly, people weren’t really responding to this new version of SnapStreams. All the episodes performed way below expectation and it didn’t really have the audience draw that I was hoping it would. It was nice for those who already cared, but the new version of the series was supposed to act as a bit of an investment into allowing more people to discover my streams and possibly tune in live sometime, which you can’t do if the only people watching are mostly the ones who already watch. So, Tracey and I had a few discussions about how we wanted to move forward and I made the call to basically call it quits on SnapStreams for good.

So, yeah, TL;DR: SnapStreams as a video series is basically done, I can’t see a future where I have any reason to bring it back based on how well the current structure is working out for the main channel. I think it’s overall a positive thing though. it was exactly what it needed to be for a time, and though the revival wasn’t the success I was hoping for, it gave me a chance to work with Tracey, who is an incredibly skilled and thoughtful editor, and we’re actually gonna be working together to develop another idea in the next couple of months I’ve been wanting to try for a bit: a dedicated short-form SnapCube clip channel for the trendy sites like TikTok and YouTube :) which I’m excited about!!

[felassan]

Mark Darrah's latest Mark Darrah on Games YouTube video, "Triage Games - So You Want To Start a Studio" is interesting and worth a watch.

The video description reads "So you want to start a studio? ENOUGH questions! How about some answers? Let me go through and answer the questions for myself", and contains a link to Triage Games' website.

Quote of interest from the video:

"So you wanna start a video game studio and I keep asking you all these questions. Why don't I take some of my own medicine and walk through my answers to these questions. First, a bit of a revelation. I arguably already have a video game studio, it's called Triage Games. It is a studio that exists at the moment largely to support my consulting business."

He explains that Triage Games sometimes focuses on helping out other studios, and sometimes focuses at other times on game development. It's not currently doing any game development on its own at the moment. He continues:

"Let's talk through the questions and talk through what my answers would be. Why? I left a pretty high-paying job back in 2021. Money would not be the reason for me to start a studio that would be making video games. I could in all likelihood find another Executive Producer job and go back into the industry at a AAA studio and basically go back to the job I had before. So if it was about money, this is not the way to go about it. Three years ago, four years ago, five years ago, I could certainly see spite being one of the answers that I would give for the 'why' question. I like to think that I've moved past that. Like I said, spite is an effective fuel but it burns really dirty so getting yourself off of that kind of motivation is a healthy thing to attempt to do."

[source and link to full video]

also, assuming that Mark's consulting on DA:D is via Triage Games or that Triage Games as Mark's studio reflects his strengths and what he can be hired to consult on/regarding. considering that, here's some info from Triage Games' website on some of the services it offers. presumably the stuff focused on the end of a game's dev cycle is what's relevant to what it could entail, being that DA:D hit the Alpha milestone.

"FROM STARTING GUN TO FINISH LINE [...] And the end: Triage Feedback Response Finishing

Start Strong - Set your processes and structure up to help you build the game you are trying to make - Develop a culture of "Completion Urgency" to get more done and use completion to drive quality - Craft your pitch to lean into your storytelling strengths and cover your weaknesses

Finish Stronger - Know when your feature is "Great Enough" - Reacting to external sources of feedback and integrating new ideas into your planning without destroying the plan - Prioritizing bugs, issues, features, and changes to guide your game through the final stages of development

Process - The way that you set up your team sets up the cultural norms that form of that team. How do you want your team to react and respond - Processes like the Hourglass and Dailies can help foster a culture of completion urgency. Once you start getting things more done, they will help move the entire project forward

Triage -Triage is an invaluable tool for guiding and landing a project. We can help you set that up and get you running the room like a seasoned pro  - Different prioritization models and balancing bugs against features - Who should / shouldn't be in the room? - Just need someone to stamp down the chaos?

Feedback Response - Mock reviews, usability testing, focus tests, QA reports; there are lots of sources of feedback. - Whether you have a plan and want validation, or don't even know where to start, we can help! - We can synthesize the feedback from multiple sources and help you craft or refine the best path forward from where you are

Publisher Support - We help publishers too! - Whether you just want someone to take a peek, or need to restructure from the ground up - Check out that acquisition target - Help get that game that's been stuck get to the finish line"

[source]

[wackywheel]

what is rhsmp??

hi anon! you have invoked the beast with this innocuous ask! thank you :)

rhsmp, or Roughhouse SMP was an smp run by and played on by, as you'd assume, roughhouse! the server started in late october of 2020, and... didn’t really formally conclude? i’m pretty sure the server itself is offline, but it remained playable for nearly a full YEAR after launch. for those unaware, roughhouse is a group of streamers/content creators who mostly met on/during smplive/smpearth. while some friendships predated both servers, the group really only came together during smplive, and finalized being solidified during smpearth. here's their yt channel for their podcast! (their podcast thats sort of on hiatus but its ok its fine its fine we're coping its fine)

while most of the server's run was it simply being a normal minecraft smp for the group, as well as a few friends of the group at the time, such as crumb, sophietexas, a LOT of their s/o's, and fuckin. rav the rapper of all people. yes, as in that rav the one that was on epicsmp.

like most collaborative cc content from 2020 (ie; smpearth, earlier dsmp vods, sbirust) as you'd expect, most of the vods are lost! yipee (derogatory!) the key word there, though, is most. luna and poke have every single one of their vods fully archived! everyone please thank luna and poke. for highlight videos, again, luna and poke are absolutely carrying, especially in luna's case. they have a TON of older rhsmp highlight videos you can find on their main channel! poke also has a few highlight videos, as does james. (...on the topic of james, though, finding those videos may be a bit tricky. the guy privated all of his main channel videos, so the only way to watch his stuff is to either use this archive channel that someone set up (with the downside of the videos being in 360p at best,) or to ermm maybe? maybe join this discord?? and ask for the james archive? and about rhsmp? totally not me shamelessly plugging it?) every other pov, though, has sadly been lost to time. F in chat and the like.

but, enough about vods and lost media, let's talk LORE! rhsmp really didn't start out with intended lore, nor was it ever scripted or acted out, but it very much WAS present, whether it be in the background for the majority of the smp, or right in the forefront right near the end of it.

the two biggest and most noteworthy instances of lore imo were the Console War and The Forbidden Blade of Roughhousia.

let's start with the first one. the Console War was a short, one stream or so long altercation that involved luna building a GIANT XBOX Series X to rival michael's giant and just a little bit ugly PS5 in spawn. it wasn't entirely a "war" in the sense of there being battles, but more in the sense of destruction and petty, low blows. an ingame cat kicks the bucket. an important structure blows up. a god causes problems on purpose. y'know, normal stuff!

speaking of a god, let's talk about The Forbidden Blade of Roughhousia! rhsmp's server admin was the one and only ogbeefstew, and if you're familiar with him already, you likely know what i'm about to describe. for those unfamiliar though, i'll summarize; beef is a silly little quirky fucking unhinged creature. and we love him for that <3 during the server's white elephant gift exchange, beef's gift that he inadvertently submitted by proxy of luna was. uh.

this! the forbidden blade! forged by a god! offered up to mortals as if it were nothing more than a toothpick! i don't think any form of me trying to summarize the impact of this item would do it much justice, so i'll just link poke's vod of the gift exchange to let you watch the carnage yourself. (the sword itself comes into play around the 2:49:00 mark) aside from that though, beef has actually talked about the server's lore in retrospect! a friend and i have been trying to track down the instance in a vod of luna's so obv take this with a grain of "source: dude trust me" flavored salt, but the jist of it is that when the sword was finally broken, the server would either end or reset into a new world. very cool stuff for something as small as a friend group smp!

EDIT: the clip in question has been found! you can watch it here! the jist of the clip is that luna, beef, and dink were discussing how they would theoretically ‘reboot’ the world for a season 2. beef suggested that whoever had ended up with the sword would end up snapping and killing everyone, including beef, the admin. this would then reset the world. how? idk lol

now, with all of that being said, should you watch rhsmp? if you're okay with only having two solid povs at your disposal, then sure!

if you do seriously want to watch this server/series, i would mostly recommend luna's pov of highlights, as its a nice intro into the funny little world that had been built up. if you're dedicated or curious enough about the lore, their vods channel is also the first place i'd recommend you start, before moving on to poke's.

tl;dr- god i love it when minecraft servers accidentally get a crazy compelling storyline that very few people ever know about after the server closes. i love having all of this knowledge trapped in my brain. please watch rhsmp. help me.

[sublimeflowoftime]

[ CHOICE ]: the sender and receiver embark on a mission: getting the perfect christmas tree.

Wintery Prompts

Sothis sighs quietly to herself as she stares at the large expanse of trees, trying not to habitually follow the prince already most likely following her, as to not indirectly lead them in circles. A part of her feels guilty for dragging him along with her— a large part, in fact— but were it not him, it would’ve just been someone else. That was unavoidable, all things considered.

Sometimes she could swear the people giving out assignments such as these must be doing so completely at random. Otherwise how else could they believe that she, the one who cannot even touch a tree in the first place, much less chop one down and carry it back, would possibly be the best person for this job? She can only thank the stars— or the ‘goddess’— or whoever that she just happened to run into the blue lion on her way, and even more thankful to him for even agreeing.

Beyond the obvious physical limitations, she doesn’t even know the first thing about picking a tree for this strange ‘tradition’ some people have. What could possibly make one tree ‘good’ another ‘bad’, when at the end of the day it is just a dead tree with stuff on it. She assumes size is important, if only to fit more on it, but what else? Structural stability so it doesn’t fall over and crush someone?? It seems a deceptively simple task.

She tries subtly glancing at the prince as she goes from tree to tree, hoping his reaction will reveal some sort of indication of if it’s the ‘right’ tree or not. Some seem too thin to be safe, others too dry, but overall neat all of them seem basically the same, as are his expressions as far as she can tell with her quick glances. Though she did ask him to come with her for help carrying the tree, not for a second opinion… Maybe this one isn’t the type to offer opinions unprompted?

She stops in front of a tree that seems safe enough to not be a hazard, and old enough for her to not feel guilty about ending its life for the sole purpose of making it into unnecessary decor as she understands it. She inspects it for another second to make sure it’s not actively occupied by some form of animal, before turning to her tree-chopping partner for approval. “What of this one? Do you believe this shall suffice? I… admittedly lack the knowledge required to say definitively, myself.”

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Author’s note: This is very stream of consciousness, very argument with myself. I do think every step of the way is interesting, and needed to be there at least for me, but it is not exactly “A+ for coherency and structure” stuff.

Ayn Rand’s philosophy of Objectivism made the rounds as an object of discussion when, I wanna say, I was in my late teens. It’s always stuck with me as an interesting intellectual object because while it seems to essentially be a weird capitalist misreading of Nietzsche, I have always felt like there is something there. Now, I should be clear: I’m not aligned with the psychos who think receiving help makes people weak, nor do I subscribe to any great man theory of history. However, if you really squint, I think you can make out the outline of an answer to some thorny moral problems.

‘The Golden Rule’ is baby’s first good go at moral reasoning. Not quite treating others well because of their own inherent value, but an attempt at explaining empathy to a child, or perhaps an appeal to reciprocity to a grumpy adult. The maybe next step is of course actually seeing others as possessing innate value and dignity – let’s call it universalism. It offers both solutions and new problems: On the one hand, there is the fairly necessary recognition that people might be different, but on the other hand, it inherits the troubles of navigating that difference. A lot of moral problems revolve around navigating this conundrum of respecting and affording each other’s value and dignity.

But, axiomatically granting value and dignity to most solves more problems than just difference. It also sets a higher baseline than the golden rule, best exemplified by the old philosophy of “I had to suffer, so todays kids should too”, or “being beaten wasn’t bad for me and actually builds character”. You could argue that the golden rule can be wielded against these well enough, but to say that people end up accepting and justifying bad situations they are or were in is not a stretch. It runs the risk of being patronizing, but sometimes it is simply correct.

I think this marks perhaps a great hidden innovation of universalism as moral principle: If everyone has value and deserves dignity, that includes you. In this particular regard, Universalism is nearly all benefit, no drawback, because the golden rule does not make any case about self worth, it simply takes it as assumed. But more than that, this is where universalism creates the fewest new problems. There are far fewer hurdles between affording value to oneself and acting on it than there are between affording it to others and acting on it. And while self knowledge has its limits too, it has fewer limits than knowledge of others.

If we extrapolate from this fundamental imbalance, we arrive at some virtue of selfishness by way of universalism. It doesn’t stem from any great man theory or disdain for others, but from pragmatism and necessity: People should look out for themselves because they deserve good treatment, and because they are in the best position to give it. Bracketing more political /  revolutionary / human rights readings and implications, I am interested in (to paraphrase Scanlon) what we owe to ourselves. How do we act when we owe ourselves dignity? How do we act in accordance with our value as human beings? How do we give ourselves the recognition and respect only we can offer?

While there is a chance for this to go wrong by way of veering into bootstrappy ideology, crass commercialism or something of the like, or something else equally distasteful, ignoring outside influences on personal success on wellbeing and telling people to blame themselves is not a novel way to be stupid. After all, I am arguing that these ideas are implied by universalism, and perhaps a good way to stand against their natural limitations is to argue that everyone deserves to be empowered to take care of themselves.

No, the truly pernicious way to read this is about guilt and failing oneself. If you have a great responsibility to yourself because you are in the best position to care for yourself, it is natural to feel guilty when you fall short. Few things instill guilt more than failing to deliver on your responsibilities, I would say. But at the same time, we do it all the time. We fail to live up to our own expectations, our standards, our dreams, we fail our current selves, our past selves, and our future selves. Failure is not so much par for the course as it is the course, and moreso, we tend to focus on it.

But the point is not to find new and exciting ways to feel bad about and angry at yourself. That would truly be the most pernicious conceivable way for my plea to extend universalist value and dignity to ourselves to play out. No, we need to consult another pragmatist school of reasoning. Where pragmatist universalism tells us about the great head start we have in knowing how to recognize value and work on the dignity of ourselves, pragmatist justice should be our guide for exercising that value of dignity. First things first: we can never truly abdicate the responsibility we have toward ourselves, and we can never stop failing it. No concept of justice which treats infraction as aberrant or deserving of stigma will be helpful.

What we need is a logic of rehabilitation and restoration. Rehabilitative justice concepts forego metaphysical weighing of punishment and crime, and instead focus on making offenders more functioning members of society, and similarly restorative justice concepts focus on accountability and restoration of damage done as far as possible. And if we are to hold ourselves responsible for the impact of our actions of ourselves, we are bound to a relationship so lasting and cyclical that no approach other than one which puts doing better the next go around first, be it through restoration, reflection, accountability, as well as forgiveness where necessary and caution with finding fault where none is.

Furthermore, no man is an island and justice and accountability are worth little without a community to situate them. This is another aspect where a pernicious road lurks: Holding people responsible for moral crimes against themselves seems more than anything like the domain of inquisitors and conversion therapists. Indeed, anyone’s responsibilities to themselves should absolutely never be wielded by any outside party, but inviting others to offer perspective and help in maintaining accountability should be good uses of one’s community.

This is where, structurally, a conclusion should be. But the truth is, I stand unconvinced by myself. I started playing with these ideas a couple of months ago, or perhaps years upon years ago. The “objectivism has a point if you squint” thread is, ironically, the one I’m prouder of, and I haven’t genuinely formulated it with as much substance as I’d like.

The long and short of it is this. You are, as elaborated, in the best position to look after yourself, so you’re if nothing else the first instance for, well, doing that. It doesn’t just have to be dour moral duties either. Just, making sure you have a good time and are taken care of. Sometimes you stumble, and if things go right others will help, but you are the first instance.

Secondly, the weird angle of the best thing you can do for others is succeeding and putting yourself first. Take away the weird Randian vocabulary of selfishness here, and translate it into a wholesome inspiration post style. Let’s say “By becoming the best you you can be, you’re giving the world the greatest gift you can give”. Because, let’s face it, the best you you can be probably isn’t a mad men guy sitting on a golden throne in the penthouse of a skyscraper, it’s someone who is part of a community, someone who gives of themselves generously and is received gladly, and appreciated greatly. We are social and communal creatures to a fault, and it takes a truly monstrous, perverse outlook to envision a best self which stands apart and insular. Virtue in selfishness, as I see it, is working on the part of a community that you know best; yourself, and making the whole better for it. I know it’s an aggressively charitable misreading of Rand, but there is something enchanting and affirming about seeing yourself as a gift to the world, but I hold it true and dear.

Having formulated that better on the second go, it now reads like an odd companion to the dour moralist take on applying universalism to yourself. They are odd companions, but I think they need to be together, and they complement each other well. However, I have to confess that, while I believe both intellectually, my heart’s not entirely in it. I’ve just crossed two years of unemployment, turned down a job offer very early on because I thought I’d earned a break after my degree, and haven’t had any since. I thought I’d just really enjoy my time off, but I’ve done less than I’d like with it, and especially now that it’s no longer voluntary, I’m not even wasting time in a pleasurable way. The biggest positive changes for me weren’t about thinking about my responsibility to myself, but about adjusting my environment, cancelling a course I wasn’t doing much for or getting much from but always feeling bad about, and nuking my ability to idly watch Youtube with a vengeance (First throwing it off the TV, then a browser extension that blocks any and all Youtube recommendations on the PC).

While I’m trying for a good faith take on personal responsibility philosophy, it clashes with the experience of the last year. I haven’t been negligent, I’ve applied for jobs gruelingly and extensively. But if I take from that that I’m just in an unlucky spot and I need to keep trying, I’m fucking up too, because there probably is something bad about my approach (I’m going back to uni for language qualifications that should really help now), and the first and foremost person who’s affected by how well I manage the shitshow is me. Personal responsibilities, like the ones I have toward myself right now aren’t any grand moral duties, but primarily about mitigating the ways systems are failing me. It’s the dumping ground for the debris of disassembling social contracts and relations. I don’t think a philosophy of personal responsibility should really care about making sure people don’t drive themselves mad over things they can’t control, or blame themselves or each other for them. These are stupid questions for babies.

Personal responsibility is a great thing. Thinking about how you can act responsibly toward yourself, and others, are important questions. But consider the spider man quote. With great power, comes great responsibility. It’s true, it’s self-evident, it’s common sense. But to act responsibly, you need the power to act at all. And any question of personal responsibility which does not begin by asking how you gain enough control over your life to be responsible for anything beyond how you react to what happens to you has missed the point entirely.

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TLOU Episode 5

They made Sam deaf. Also he's like 8, he was 13 in the game.

They obviously did both of these things to manufacture drama, because in their twisted worldview, it's "more tragic" when a younger disabled kid [redacted] than an older kid who isn't disabled. As if there's degrees of actual tragedy.

I do like the sign language though. Even if Sam weren't deaf, being able to effectively communicate in silence would be a boon in this kind of world. Especially given the nature of some of the infected.

I like the moment with the crayons. It shows that Henry isn't just keeping Sam alive, he's enriching him. This Henry is honest and emotionally available to Sam, whereas in the game it seems there's more conflict and closedness in their relationship, probably stemming from Henry's stringency and Sam being older and pubescent. Neither is necessarily better than the other in terms of writing. They each offer distinct storytelling opportunities.

I like Henry and Sam's introduction to Joel and Ellie less than in the game. But I guess they didn't want images of their deuteragonist beating the shit out of a black man to circulate the internet.

The escape plan is more elaborate and very "TV Show." Henry's only plan in the game was "Make it to the bridge" but they've incorporated the tunnels into the plan. There is an underground system in KC called SubTropolis, but I would strain to call them "maintenance tunnels" like Henry does. More like a private city underneath KC near the Missouri river.

The Waterworks Community stuff is being depicted. Literally the drawing of Danny and Ish exactly. Nice little memberberry.

Sam finds the first of the comics that Ellie gets obsessed with, that's okay since they changed all the Bill stuff. I assumed they would have cut the collectibles, so it's another nice little memberberry.

SAM has LEUKEMIA are you FUCKING kidding me right now? EIGHT, DEAF, AND CANCEROUS. They're screaming, BELLOWING "PLEASE CARE ABOUT THIS BOY" as if you could never care about a healthy, able 13 year old boy. It's so ICKY. IT'S SO ICKY! THE AMOUNT OF EXTRANEOUS EMOTIONAL MANIPULATION GOING ON HERE IS IMMORAL.

Gah they kinda wasted the waterworks. Now they've moved the sniper stage to mid-escape plan. Very disappoint.

A clandestine shot of a bridge as Joel sneaks around the house the sniper is in. My mind hearkens back to the premiere: "Looks like they re-framed the whole structure [...] sacrificing apartment size to sell more condos." imho it was absolutely a metaphor to remind fans of the game that things are gonna be different and they'll barely recognize their favorite moments.

I'm still very salty. Even though this episode isn't at all bad, I still wish the show was much, much, MUCH more like the game than it is. It would not have been hard. Personally I believe what they've done is much harder than if they had stuck to the game.

The sniper is now just an old man. Fantastic. Much drama very complicate. Jesus Christ, Mazin. I'm sure he was Kathleen's fuckin brother's father's sister's mother's daughter-in-law's former college roomate's dog's favorite chew toy's factory line worker's cousin's tax accountant or some shit. Just choreograph a fight scene, damn you.

I need more coffee...

I got pancakes, too :)

The chaos of all the infected breaking out of the underground and swarming the suburb was fucking amazing. Best action scene in the entire series so far. Like I said, this episode isn't bad, I'm just salty. I'm a little salty that the bloater didn't throw any spore pods, but I did like that it ripped Perry apart like it does when you get Joel killed in the game. Little girl clicker was fucking terrifying.

Ellie and Sam's existential scene from the game comes across a little weird when they have to write it down on a Magic Slate, but it's working so far.

They chose to have Sam show Ellie the bite on his ankle. This is a bizarre choice and Idk what to think. Ellie cut open her palm and rubbed the blood on the bite in the hopes that she could cure it like that and I think this is gonna be a hard lesson for her.

Ok this scene hurt me almost as much as it did in the game. Good job on that one, Mazin. Good job, Webb. Oh my God. The emotional manipulation worked. I'd have still been devastated if Sam had been 13 and able, though.

8/10

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Instructions to Make Custom made Weed Balm (CBD or THC)

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Weed topical can give some alleviation from skin conditions like psoriasis, dermatitis, and, surprisingly, joint agony like joint pain, because of the calming properties of cannabinoids like CBD and THC. The medical advantages of CBD are notable nowadays, and CBD topical are undeniably more normal than those containing THC.

There is little information about the adequacy of marijuana topical, and on the grounds that cannabinoids are hydrophobic, they experience difficulty infiltrating and being consumed by the skin. Since many balms contain other regular fixings or medicinal ointments, a portion of the impacts may not be completely from weed. Yet, while the information might be missing, recounted proof from pot shoppers is overflowing.

Do you have to decarboxylate weed to make a marijuana ointment?

Indeed. Despite the fact that you won't be smoking or eating the marijuana in your ointment, you actually need to decarboxylate it to "enact" the THC or CBD in the spice. The crude weed plant is plentiful in acidic cannabinoids, not impartial ones. While acidic cannabinoids still have medical advantages, there hasn't been a lot of exploration on utilizing them topically at this time.

Decarboxylation basically requires warming up some marijuana in the stove for 30-40 minutes at around 220-245°F (105-120°C), making a point to really take a look at each five or 10 minutes to guarantee the blossoms aren't burned.

Then again, on the grounds that many ointments call for utilizing coconut oil as the base, assuming you have some marijuana implanted coconut oil available you can save yourself this step.

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You will require prior to beginning, this:

1 oz. marijuana bud or potentially plant decorations. Pick a quieting type of weed if conceivable.

16 oz. coconut oil, apricot piece oil, sweet almond oil or even olive oil

2 Tbsp. shea margarine (discretionary)

2 oz. beeswax              

2 to 10 drops of natural oils (for discretionary fragrance)

To make weed balm, you want to implant oil with marijuana. You can utilize buds and trim from plants. To start with, the pot should be decarboxylated. Heat switches the CBD over completely to an all the more handily ingested, dynamic structure. To decarboxylate weed, first intensity a stove to 240 F. Then, at that point, separate the plant matter and spread it on a baking sheet. At long last, cover it with foil and heat for 45 minutes. Eliminate and cool.

Likewise, grind the pot in a food processor until it is in little pieces or powder. Place the plant matter in a spotless container. Cover with oil.

There are a couple of ways of implanting the oil with the cannabinoids. In the first place, place the shrouded container in a stewing pot loaded up with warm water and steep it for eight hours on the low setting or spot the oil and marijuana in a twofold evaporator and stew for two hours. Then, at that point, strain the injected oil through a fine lattice sifter fixed with cheesecloth. Make a point to wring out the plant make a difference to deliver each drop of oil.

Utilizing the oils

The oil is your medication. You can involve it in its straightforward oil structure or thicken it with beeswax to make an ointment, for instance. To thicken mixed oil, cautiously warm it in a twofold evaporator, adding the beeswax and blending until liquefied.

To test consistency, cool a little piece of the oil-wax combination on a plate. In the event that you favor a thicker balm, add one more half ounce of beeswax. (This recipe depends on a 8:1 oil: wax proportion. You can increment it up to 6:1. Lip salve is a 4:1 proportion.)

Add medicinal balm if utilizing. Mix. From that point onward, empty the warm ointment into clean tins or containers. It will thicken as it cools.

Different choices incorporate adding different spices or oils. Assuming that you are keen on skin ointment, consider adding tea tree oil or calendula oil.

A straightforward method for making home grown oils, for example, is to accumulate your spice and dry it or possibly shrivel it to half dampness content. Place it in a container and cover it with oil, like apricot piece, coconut, sweet almond or jojoba oil. Then, cover the container and set it in the sun for two to about a month. Shake it every day or as frequently as you recall. Strain the oil through cheesecloth and a sifter.

Body Spread/Moisturizer

(This recipe makes a lighter, somewhat less slick item.)

4 oz. shea spread (You can substitute up to half with kokum or mango margarine. Refined and raw shea margarine can be utilized conversely. Raw has a more grounded fragrance.)

2.5 oz. apricot piece, almond or other oil (These can be implanted with pot according to the above directions.)

2 tsp. arrowroot powder

2 to 6 drops natural balms as wanted

Warm the implanted margarine and oil in a twofold evaporator and rush in the arrowroot powder. Then, cool the combination in the refrigerator. Assuming you're utilizing medicinal oils, add them now. Whip with an egg mixer or drenching blender into a rich light salve. At long last, fill holders.

You can fit the treatment to your necessities. Add explicit natural oils for explicit skin or relief from discomfort needs, for instance. I add Arnica chamissonis, Solomon's seal and some of the time St. John's wort to my aggravation ointment. I add calendula, plantain and comfrey to my skin ointment. For joint pain, I add 1 tsp. ground cayenne powder; however get this treatment far from your eyes.

For a lighter moisturizer, try just barely of aloe vera gel and whipping it into the base.

Millennia prior, weed assumed a significant part in private consideration. The Egyptians involved it as a balm. Presently we have the choice of returning to depending on ourselves for basic medication, for individual strengthening.

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This project, and the team have built a strong community with great potential. Lucky project. Great project with a really cool idea! I believe in their success. The increasing popularity and adoption of cryptocurrencies by millions of users raises serious concerns about network congestion and scalability of different blockchain networks. Apart from increasing cryptocurrency trading, decentralized finance also increases the load on these networks. The promising nature of blockchain has led to the development of many new protocols including yield farming, liquidity pools, and mining platforms on an already dense blockchain.

Vision Bridge In Gain Metaverse is at the forefront of creating Blockchain-based gaming innovations and is a pioneer in bringing these innovations into the world economy.

Mission We focus on joining some imaginative advancements and implementing them successfully in the realm of gaming and ordinary everyday life

We strive to provide our clients with a great experience by introducing character control features using haptic gloves and VR devices We maintain a business without a cut-off point to become the best stage for MSME players around the world, especially Indonesia. image.png

Play to Earn This game can be played for free or potentially paid for, however any type of procurement turns into a wholly player-owned resource with a deflationary component that allows the player to profit. Surprisingly, games on Metaverse BIG can be played for free, but players can still earn BIG tokens without spending a dime which is often called play to procure (P2E).

Premium Shop Premium Shop or Premium Shop is a highlight buy given by designers to players in Bridge in Gain, in the Premium Shop there are various things, such as Wardrobe, Accessories, Character Interface, Vehicle, Property, and Function. The standard conversion or value for money that applies to making purchases at the Premium Store is using Manik (gamecash), which can be obtained by top-up (fiat) through Player Super Apps or through the Website. Bridge In Gain uses a decentralized hoarding framework, to deploy resources in the game, every resource that must be submitted will take a record reference into the smart contract.

NFT Market The NFT Marketplace is an element in Bridge In Gain where computerized or NFT resources are typically displayed and exchanged. In these commercial centers, computerized authorities can sell, buy or create NFTs to address liability for resources or things, whether tangible (physical) or immaterial (continued) to be displayed or listed on the NFT Marketplace. Each virtual resource in the NFT commercial center can distinguish the author, ownership, representation, and authentic ownership records, and can recognize the value of the resource. The accompanying item classes can be accessed on the NFT Marketplace.

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Vesting Period Token Sale

Seed deal - tokens can be purchased during the seed deal for 3% of the all-out supply, which is 7,500,000 at a cost of $0.01. Private sale - tokens will be purchased during a secret deal for 10% of the all-out supply, i.e. 25,000,000 at a cost of $0.02. Presale - tokens will actually want to be purchased during presale hours for 15% of the full stock i.e. 37,500,000 at a cost of $0.04. Public sale - tokens will actually want to be bought during public deal hours for 18% of the all-out supply, i.e. 45,000,000 at a cost of $0.06. Tokenomics Blockchain-based game technology development is complete with a digital currency called BIG Token which is built on the Binance Smart Chain. This game can be played for free and or paid, all forms of purchase are assets that are given their rights to players with a deflation mechanism. BIG Token has a total supply of 250,000,000 with a transparency system in order to create a more secure Bridge In Gain Metaverse environment, each token will be distributed during the Token Generation Event (TGE) according to a predetermined time period.

Token Distribution seed sale

10% of $BIG tokens sold on TGE for 10 months

Private sale

25% of $BIG tokens sold on TGE for 4 months

Presale

75% of $BIG tokens sold at TGE for 25% per month

Public sale

$BIG tokens will be unlocked and can be sold at TGE

Betting the prize

every $BIG token staked will be reserved and unlocked at strategic times.

Liquidity pool

liquidity of $BIG token will be locked for 5 years

Marketing

10% of $BIG tokens will be reserved for marketing needs

Development

$BIG token will be reserved for BIG st . commercial development entity

audio that will open at a strategic time

Period Fortress Sale seed sale

tokens can be purchased at the time of the seed sale for 3% of the total supply which is 7,500,000 at a price of $ 0.01.

Private sale

Tokens will be purchased at the time of the private sale for 10% of the total supply, which is 25,000,000 at a price of $0.02.

Presale

Tokens will be available for purchase during the presale for 15% of the total supply of 37,500,000 at a price of $0.04.

Public sale

tokens will be able to be purchased at the time of the public sale for 18% of the total supply of 45,000,000 at a price of $ 0.06.

TOKENOMIK The formula we built is community based to maintain price stability in the market and metaverse ecosystem

250.000.000 Total Supply (100%)

7.500.000 Seed Sales (3%)

25.000.000 Personal Selling (10%)

37.500.000 Presale (15%)

45.000.000 Public Sales (18%)

65.500.000 Bet Prize (25%)

17.500.000 Liquidity Pool (7%)

7.500.000 Marketing (6%)

25.000.000 Development (6%)

OUR ROAD MAP We put together a systematic plan for the progress of the BIG Metaverse

The first step in our journey is to carefully design concepts and ideas and then proceed to form a team. After the team is formed, we carry out technology and ecosystem research followed by prototyping and making a final decision on the plan to be implemented. Then we also legalized the company, and illustrated the concept of Bridge in Gain. The preparation of game design documents and making prototypes was continued with the development of the company's website.

Next, the conceptualized idea is designed into a 3D asset for the Bridge in Gain Metaverse and continues with the development of the system and ecosystem within it. Then, we will also develop tenant applications and player super apps for your business needs. Also in this quarter, we developed the web, and integrated it with the Unity system. After that, we also check the quality of the products made through quality assurance and proceed with Alpha Tests and Pre-release news

In the third quarter, we conducted a Beta Test and continued with the release of Bridge in Gain Metaverse V.1. Then, we issue tokens and issue a whitepaper. After that, BIG coins will be listed on pancake swap, coin market cap, and coinecko. In addition, we also innovate by launching BIG FIN-X Wallet as a non-cash transaction tool. Then we audit smart contracts through certificate audits followed by licenses from various exchanges such as Tokocrypto and Indodax. In addition to permits from the stock exchange, we also applied for permits to CoFTRA and Bank Indonesia.

After obtaining the license, we will develop the NFT starting from Field Development, Flats and Offices. We also built our own Blockchain to make it easier for users to transact at a cheaper and faster price. Next up, coin issuance and smart contract creation. Compilation and publication of the V.2 whitepaper, then we will launch the BIG Marketplace followed by the release of Bridge on

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TVG INFORMATION Website: https://bigmetaverse.io/

Twitter : https://twitter.com/MetaverseBig

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