#enhanced: updates

[the-enhanced-project]

Okay, moots

We’re gonna play a game today

It’s called

✨How many words can a sleep deprived William write in a school day✨

Starting word count: 2593

I will reblog this with my progress as I (hopefully) write

…..wish me luck

@corinneglass @sunflowerrosy @eon-tries-writing @lunesartsworld @ark-inkweaving @nykenima @mymomsaysbobcipher

[genshin-impact-updates]

Happy Birthday, Alhaitham!

"The new book I received today is quite interesting."

[grayeet]

HAHA I CALLED IT WE'RE NOT GETTING SEASONS IT'S A FLORA/AMBIENT NATURE UPDATE YESS

[shepscapades]

I completely forgot live was today, what's the cliffnotes? What's the deets on the pale garden? How does New Guy work?

Hi! Cliff Notes are:

New biome: The Pale Garden!

> Overworld dense forest biome > Features a brand new wood type called “pale oak” and it’s basically white wood :D and the “growth-style” of pale oaks mimic dark oaks, so there’s a lot of wood per tree > The canopy of the biome is thicker than a normal forest, the grass type is really desaturated, and it’s very graveyard-esque— they’re definitely going for an empty, vacant, spooky “something is wrong here” vibe. > New foliage! Hanging moss and Pale Moss Carpet (that, when placed next to vertical blocks, put little vines growing up the side of walls and stuff) > It’s safe during the day, but at Night the new mob can spawn, and there are new ambient sounds (creaking, crunching, very horror-esque sounds).

New Mob: The Creaking!

> They only spawn at night > They work like Weeping Angels— they’re completely still when you’re looking at them, and they scramble towards you as soon as you look away. > They deal relatively low damage, but damage can add up when there are multiple ganging up on the player > They do not take damage at all, but are instead linked to nearby “Creaking Hearts,” which are special-texture wood blocks nestled in the trunks of nearby trees. When you destroy/mine the Creaking Hearts, The Creeking mob will shatter, so they’re more like puppets. So this is a whole new way to manipulate/defeat this hostile mob :D > You can silk touch the Creaking Hearts, meaning you can place them down again and spawn a Creaking.

In my personal opinion it was really discouraging to see how negative the comments section was after genuinely enjoying the live/video (They had a cute animated section to tease the reveal of the new mob that I thought was really cute too, I couldn’t stop smiling), and I do think there are some small things that could be added to make the new biome a little more immersive or unique (new leaf textures, new tree-growth-style, a new flower type, fog, particle effects, things like that that could enhance the atmosphere!), but I honestly think this is all really exciting and it gives a lot of life to the Minecraft world-building/ecosystem :3

(In other news, they added hardcore to bedrock, gave some insights on the minecraft movie set building, and did a cool little community-feature pre-show. After the reveals above, they did an after-show where they went more in depth on all of the new blocks!)

Also, if I missed anything, feel free to add stuff in reblogs/comments/etc!

[octylish]

I need that old man to be able to kick the fuck out of someone ok

additional doodles (with updated legs)

[ophionyx]

I redid Kolstal's apparel and I'm really pleased with his new look :)

Skin is Dark Iron Plating by Phenri

[screams-in-writing]

I appear from reblogs to state that I have finally updated the fic!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/55465879/chapters/151947475

*shakes Mr puzzles plush around* this man hasn’t left my mind for months, yet I needed a lil break after the holidays.

[gatorsnot]

gonna be brutally honest, i'm kinda disappointed in zoochosis :/ like i know that the screenwriter passed away during development (and i hope that those close to him are able to find comfort and healing), but i'm hoping that maybe future updates can reintegrate his original visions into the game and then some!

[fogaminghub]

https://www.fogaminghub.com/post/unleash-the-fun-planet-zoo-zookeepers-animal-pack-launching-oct-15

🌟 Exciting news, Zookeepers! The Planet Zoo Zookeepers Animal Pack is set to launch on October 15th, just in time for our 5th anniversary! 🎉 Featuring 7 highly requested animals, plus more than 95 stunning scenery pieces, this pack is a must-have for all Planet Zoo fans! 🐾 Join the fun with a brand-new campaign scenario and don’t forget the FREE update with the African Leopard! Let’s make this celebration unforgettable! 🦁🎈

[the-enhanced-project]

The Enhanced has hit 3k words yall ‼️‼️‼️

@corinneglass @sunflowerrosy @eon-tries-writing @lunesartsworld @ark-inkweaving @nykenima @mymomsaysbobcipher

[xxplastic-cubexx]

hi again, "erik's exploding heart" anon here, and first of all thanks a lot for the answer! ^^ second of all DAMNNN the grandpa is goated

Eriks Exploding Heart Anon is WILD BUT HELLO!! you're welcome :] people gotta stop praying for my grandpa he gettin too powerful ......

[just-here-with-my-thoughts]

Pieces Of The People We Love: Part 3

Fandom: The Bad Batch Characters: Crosshair, Tech, Wrecker, Hunter A Cadet Batch fic Word Count: Part 3 ~17.5k words Read Here On AO3

Synopsis: Part 3: Hunter is untrusting when he is introduced to the Experimental Unit. Can the enhanced clone cadets shake down with this new addition - and will Crosshair ever accept a new brother?

Author's Note:- I've been working hard on this story so thought I'd repost the earlier chapters in the weeks leading up to (hopefully!) finally finishing this fic! Have you been following the enhanced cadets journey so far? If this prompts you to re-read ahead of the final part of the story, I'd love to hear from you! I'm just trying to keep my motivation up! <3

5 years, 3 ½  months (16)

The room was in chaos when Crosshair returned from Medical. Tech was at the centre of it, a hastily-rigged projector pointed at a sheet stretched over Tech and Wrecker’s bunks. Wrecker was pulling a set of crates together to create a seating area and Hunter was coiled at the foot of his own bed, vibro-knife tumbled though his fingers, shooting surreptitious glances at the other two.

Crosshair made sure to swing his pack into Hunter’s bunk space as he discarded it, making the smaller cadet recoil with a snarl. He climbed up to his berth and stretched languidly. He was finally free of the back-brace, and he relished the movement of his spine.

“Do I want to know what you two are up to?” he asked lazily, a snarky edge of teasing in his voice.

“My batchmates and I would often screen holos for entertainment during our downtime,” said Tech without looking up. “I have decided to reinitiate this routine.”

“Awright!” exclaimed Wrecker enthusiastically. “What’re we watching?”

He wandered over to poke at the projector. Tech batted his hands away.

“I have chosen a documentary about space flight and different classes of starships. It should prove quite educational.”

“Educational? No way! We should watch an action holo!”

“Well, as it is my projector, I believe I have the final say. And I am going to screen a documentary.”

Wrecker groaned loudly as Tech started the holo. The young engineer settled himself comfortably, hunched over and tapping notes on a datapad as the narrator started speaking. Wrecker crashed beside him with a thud.

“This is boring!” he complained loudly, stretching until his joints cracked. Tech grit his teeth against the noisy invasion. “When does it get interesting? Is there gonna be a space battle?”

“No,” said Tech shortly, “there is not. And it is interesting. Now be quiet.”

Quiet was subjective. Wrecker’s expressive range of sighs and groans punctuated the soft narration of the documentary so frequently that Tech eventually paused the film, irate.

“Wrecker, if you are going to insist on behaving like this then I shall ask you to leave.”

“Whaat?” protested Wrecker, sprawled against the crates. “I’m not sayin’ anythin’, Tech.”

“You are being deliberately aggravating.”

“Your holo is boring! An action holo would be better. I bet Cross ‘n’ Hunter’d join if it was an action holo.”

Crosshair waved dismissively over the edge of his bunk. “Don’t drag me into this,” he drawled.

“Crosshair!” whined Wrecker. “It’s boring!”

“Tech set it up. Tech gets to pick what to watch.”

Wrecker pointed at Hunter. “I bet Hunter would like an action holo!”

Crosshair hung over the edge of his bunk to look down at Hunter. The newest addition flicked a wary glance between Crosshair and Wrecker. Seeing Crosshair’s scowl he retreated tightly into the corner of his bed, shoulders hunched and turned away from the room. The vibroblade continued to tumble uninterrupted.

Crosshair snorted in disgust. “Not likely that he’ll watch anything with the rest of us,” he sneered, twisting an insult into his words.

He flipped off of the bunk, sauntering to the seating crates and kicking Wrecker in the shin. “Move over.”

Wrecker scrambled eagerly to one side. “Oh yeah! Two against one, Tech! You’re gonna have to put my holo on now.”

Crosshair sat down between the two of them. “I want to watch the starship documentary.”

“What??” Wrecker’s disbelief was palpable. “You gotta be kiddin’, Cross.”

“Shut up and let me watch,” Crosshair said shortly. “If you don’t, you’ll regret it.”

Wrecker grumbled indistinctly but settled back, arms folded across his chest. Tech unpaused the holo, and the narrator’s quiet drone resumed.

It wasn’t long before Tech nudged Crosshair and passed him the datapad.

[Look at Hunter.]

Crosshair angled the datapad until he caught the reflection in the screen. The youngest member of their group had shifted to the edge of his mattress and was leaning forwards, watching the three older boys with the same intensity that Wrecker was now watching the screen. The knife in his hand had stilled.

[So what] Crosshair typed back.

[It appears that he does want to join us.]

Crosshair snorted softly and passed the datapad back to Tech. He folded his arms and pointedly started at the holo, ignoring Tech’s insistent nudge.

Tech sighed and took the initiative. “Would you like to join us, Hunter?” he asked, twisting to look at the younger boy.

Hunter’s expression quirked in surprise at the question, before settling back to its usual sullen planes. A quick glance at Crosshair, then he turned his back on them again, curled up against the foot of the bunk once more.

It wasn’t long before Tech was messaging Crosshair again.

[Invite him over.]

[Why]

[I believe Hunter is going to wait until he has your approval to join us.]

[Why me]

[Uncertain. You are the oldest, and squad leader. Perhaps Hunter gives weight to your seniority.]

“You won’t let me watch the action holo but yer not even watchin’ the spaceship program,” grumbled Wrecker. “Yer jus’ typin’.”

Crosshair set the text to bold. [I don’t like him]

Tech rolled his eyes and took his datapad back. [He has been assigned to our unit whether you like it or not. I suggest you make things easier for all of us by accepting that fact.]

Crosshair scowled and shoved to his feet. A couple of quick strides took him to Hunter’s bunk where the younger boy hastily scrambled to pretend he hadn’t been watching them.

“Over here.” Crosshair grabbed the back of Hunter’s shirt and dragged him off the bed. Hunter snarled a wordless protest, lashing out as he twisted against the restraint. Then Crosshair was shoving him towards the other two. “Watch the film. You might learn something.”

“You don’t have to be so rough with him,” muttered Tech, although Crosshair ignored him as he sat back down.

“Here, Hunter, you can sit with me!” said Wrecker enthusiastically, patting the floor beside him.

Hunter shook his head vehemently. After shooting a venomous glare at Crosshair, he coiled cross-legged where he was – beside Crosshair’s outstretched legs.

The four boys settled to watching the holo again. Crosshair folded his arms tightly across his chest, shoulders tense, and almost jumped when a warm weight settled against his ankle.

Tech nudged him with the datapad again.

[Despite your reticence about him, Hunter seems to like you.]

The smaller boy was leaned into Crosshair’s shins, riveted on the holo documentary.

Crosshair snorted softly and jostled his legs, freeing them from Hunter and folding them up under himself. Hunter glanced at him for a moment, expression unreadable, then folded in on himself with his arms looped round his shins, chin on his knees, to watch the holo.

At Tech’s knowing smile, Crosshair punched him in the shoulder. Tech retaliated with a dig to his ribs, then typed another message.

[It is becoming obvious that he looks to you for acceptance far more than he does to Wrecker or I.]

Tossing the datapad back to one side, Crosshair watched the back of Hunter’s head intensely and wondered about Tech’s words.

Enjoyed this preview? Find the rest of the fic on AO3! -> Pieces Of The People We Love

[anonmothgod]

Update on AphWiki

gonna give a quick little update: I'm still working on the site! However finical restraints are showing again so it's going to be a bit on the slow end regarding actual development as I'm doing school.

I wish I could do this faster but I'm self-learning web development and it's taking a good amount of time. On top of doing college, and I have basically no money.

Hopefully will have a better update later this month!

[hammill-goes-fogwalking]

5 - Horrifying or Comforting

Pete Sinfield aka the most comforting human in the prog connection <3333

[fortunaestalta]

[screams-in-writing]

*punches wall*

I made another almost 6k chapter RIP eyes. But finally, proper puzzles and reader interactions properly begin again yessss!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/55465879/chapters/145971562