#fuckin. death and rebirth

[go-to-the-mirror]

REJECT HUMANITY EMBRACE TRANSGENDERISM

[poisonousquinzel]

thinking about just how likely it is that Batman was the only person Harley told about having suicidal thoughts whilst in Arkham in Detective Comics #831

"I was seriously considering hanging sheets from the light in my cell and doing the maximum checkout when I heard this voice..."

Detective Comics #831

and how he knew when she strapped that bomb to herself in Batman (2016) #100 that he had to go after her because she was going let herself die in an attempt to end Joker's rampage for good but that she refused to physically do it because he didn't want to her Kill him and he told her that so she's found a middle ground

"We don't need to end it this way. He needs to be locked back up."

that she'd rather die than keep living with his presence in the world haunting her, haunting Them.

That if he did choose Joker, she wasn't going to disarm the bomb herself.

"Honey. You're talking to the wrong girl if you think he's not dangerous locked up in Arkham. It's like I said. That's not good enough for me. Not anymore."

the way he yells for her as she leaves.

"You're only going to get to one of us in time, Bats. Who's it going to be?"

"Harley!"

the way the two men stare at each other in the way they have so many times before, in those moments when Joker stayed or prioritized their fight over her. the way he knew Joker loved the thrill of it all and thought it was funny, thought there was No way Batman would leave him and that this game had to end as according to the rules. And that Batman would do so, he would follow the rules and save him. The way he immediately assumed Batman would choose him, choose his life and choose to stay and disarm the bomb.

And how Batman didn't do that. How Batman walked away from him, leaving him to die or escape or whatever, because He was choosing Harley and her safety and prioritizing her life over him.

The way he stared him in the eyes before choosing the woman Joker had always left to die over him. The way that it was always Him, it was never a question if he would choose Batman over her, but when faced with that type of scenario, Joker is the one that gets left behind to die.

The way she literally woke up in the hospital instead of them having a scene just outside after he removed it. because she didn't intend to live in one of the two options. the way the bomb probably did go off to some capacity because you don't just end up in the hospital knocked out for a week.

Him saying that he's glad she's okay, after everything they've been through, this war and Everything else. and the way he didn't brush off her concern

"I'm glad you're okay."

"Are you?"

"I had to bury my father again today. I did it with my family."

i just, i can't,,,,, i cant

[dimiclaudeblaigan]

i want ike to be in three houses

for science

[diejager]

how does a (monster AU) phoenix! reader sound? ...I kinda imagine 141 (except price) getting a heart attack when reader takes a bullet and bursts into flames and then a heap of ash, and then (im pulling a harry potter description of pheonix but its ur choice) the most ugly bird or something pokes their head out of the ashes and they're like '...oh'.

I remember watching Fawkes burning and turning to ash before he popped his head out. So adorable.

Ashes Cw: burning, death, rebirth, tell me if I missed any.

Ghost knew when someone was lying, able to sniff out a liar within a mile. Your dimmer smile, shorter laughter and exhaiusted expression, nothing seemed to make your days better than a warm bump of tea once or twice a day to sooth the ache in your bones and the strain in your muscles. He’d approach you with a clear mind, wanting to get to the bottom of your sickness, why you’d occasionally cough, voice weak and breathy until it cracked. You told him you were fine, that it was just the weather affecting you, but he’d seen this kind of sickness before, a cold that sunk into the bones and clogged every sinuses with intent —sick and vulnerable.

He wasn’t alone in this thought, Alejandro and Gaz shared similar doubts, coming forth to Price with their fears rather than sneaking around like he did, but Price had waved them off, telling them that it was a seasonal thing, you got sick from time to time and rose back from it as if death failed to catch you. This did not seem like something simple and mundane, Ghost could see death follow you like it followed him, it was ever present, so much so that Alejandro and Horangi - the two with the weakest nose out of the four - could smell it ooze off you like a dark miasma plaguing your body.

It seemed as if the both of you shared something that the others weren’t privy to, a low whisper in the dark that they failed to catch or the secret you shared through confidentiality higher than even a colonel. The captain knew you before you joined them, forming a tight connection through past trauma and fuck ups. Perhaps that’s why Price seemed almost chipper about your saddening state.

It seemed that Ghost was kept in as much darkness as the rest, the higher ups had kept it hidden from him, from König and from Alejandro who should’ve had the jurisdiction to have access to your documents. Especially after seeing you burst into flames after being shot in the neck by a surviving sniper (Ghost was quick to shoot him down), body gone in a coud of ash and dusted feathers. He panicked, but he wasn’t the only one to rush towards what remained of you. Despite their panicked mumbles and frantic thoughts, Price had reassured them that it was normal, that you were still alive —all they had to do was wait a few seconds for you to reappear.

Appear you did, a small, ashen head, beak the length of a child’s thumb, small ad brittle, big, rounded eyes blinked at them, narrowed in confusion until you called, a tiny croon from a chick’s throat. You shuffled your way through the mess, featherless wings flapping as you hopped towards Price, who quickly met you half way, picking you up with one nimble swoop.

“Look at you,” Price cooed, pressing his thumb to your forehead, feeling the soft, newly grown feathers that glowed white, “About time you burned, yeah?”

“Fuckin’ hell,” it was the only thing he could answer with when his mind was building up these theories, every little thought in his head went to understand what and how you were made. It was as close as Soap’s Steamin’ bloody Jesus or König’s dumbfounded Was.

“Is that why you told us not to worry, Captain?” Gaz’s ability to think clearly in adrenaline-inducing moments was a blessing, able to restrain his unending thoughts to connect two together and conjure up a sentence - a few words, a mumble or a plea - to understand whatever happened to you. “What happened?”

Price let out a deep rumble, a laugh from his belly, deep and amused, a striking contrast to their worried frowns. He handled you softly, petting and pinching at the young feathers growing on you while he turned you around, showing them how Price held you with such careful ease and soothing smile. Ghost doubted that Price didn’t have any prior experience in caring for you, seeing how loving he was with you —like a lover caring for his sickened, or a dragon guarding his treasure, Ghost wasn’t sure which one was right.

“Hunter’s a phoenix, “ he smiled softly, eyes gleaming with too much glee, a silent laugh at their sudden bewilderment, approaching you slowly to admire you themselves. “They burst to flames every three years or so, the last one was around five years ago- long overdue for a reset.”

Soap and Horangi were the first to attempt to touch you, the excited dog and the curious feline, tentatively poking at you with a finger until you pecked it, annoyed by their incessant jabbing. You let out a shrill cry from your throat, small and hilariously fierce for something so small and fragile. You crawled to the ends of Price’s fingers, wings flapping to urge them to pick you up instead of pointing a finger and cooing at you as if you were an exotic animal. You somewhat were —exotic, that is.

“A wee thang, aye, Cap?” Soap awed, cradling you in his palms, you weighted so little, as light as a feather on Gaz’s wing.

“Ugly as a rat too,” Horangi snickered, making light of the situation that had made their hearts stop.

You screeched, shaking your head wildly at him, his shoulders bobbing while you showed how offended you felt by acting out, an angry, little chick putting on a show of aggression and courage. His dark thoughts receded, Ghost’s fears and demons falling back into the depths of his mind when his eyes met your beady ones, round and doe-eyed, your age shining through the innocence of a newly-hatched. It made him wonder how you’d look once your feathers grew out, would you be as majestic as the stories portrayed phoenix did, with your great wings and great strength, feathers bathed in the sun’s warm embrace and tipped with the power of undying flames of power. Phoenixes were seen as symbols of immortality, resurrection —of life and death. Untouchable by death and favoured by life, you would live in a cycle of ashes and flames, embers cracking until it softened to flickers, a soft, gentle flame ready to yield to nature.

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[tomboyyyaoi]

FUCKING

VAMERY NATION HOW ARE WE FUCKING DOING

STRYFEWOOD NATION I HOPE UR ALL ALIVE AND WELL TOO

wolfwood's "he's way out of your league" comment THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTINGGGG

speaking of: NO THE GIRLS ARE ACTUALLY FIGHTING THAT SCENE RULED

VASHS HAIR THE BLACK JACKET OUUUUUFUCKFUCKFUCK

nai willfully burning himself alive to try and get vashs fucking. Evil Rubiks Cube or whatever was so RAW we getting the rebirthing scene in s2??????

"when everything calms down ill settle by their side again" "im vash the stampede" BYE IM MICROWAVING MYSELF

ANGEL ARM ANGEL ARM WE GOT 2/3 GUNS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

vash humming his little song... "it comes to me." and he does it for comfort.... ouh my god.

ZAZIE ACTUALLY FREAKING OUT A BIT LOL I LOVE THEM

well shit man ig that guy from ep1 (chuck lee?) is fucking dead rip bozo

vash and knives' relationship will be the fucking death of me im going to die

i fucking need s2 immediately i want it so bad its literally so fuckin happening we won we fucking won

oh my GOD the timeskip. meryl serving mini butch realness. MILLY. ERIKS. THE INSURANCE SOCIETY. LINA.

meryl regularly visiting july.... the picture she left there..... holy fucking shit im gnna kms...

HER PRACTICING CALLING MILLY NEWBIE.... OH MY GOD OH MY GODDDDDD IM WAILING

vash wincing when lina calls him eriks.... idk im thinkin he remembers more than hes letting on maybe oughh idk idk idkidkidk

also him playing the key on the piano.... like hes so close to remembering. he knows its familiar but he doesnt remember. s2 gnna kill me

oh my god also the "thank you meryl. i heard your voice too." at the beginning of the ep. vamery nation how are we fucking feeling im going to start gnawing shit

CHRONICA POST CREDITS...

GUYS I CANR STRESS ENOUGH.... CHRONICA POST CREDITS WE HEAR HER FUCKING VOICE THE GUY CALLS HER CHRONICA WERE GETTING CHRONICA..... IM GOING TO BLOW UP

oh my god oh my fucking god i literally need s2 in my hands rn theyve confirmed it theyve fucking confirmed s2 we are getting it its happening im gnna fucking die

WE MAY NOT HAVE A TIMEFRAME. IT MAY BE MONTHS IT MAY BE A COUPLE YEARS. BUT S2 IS HAPPENING. GODSPEED EVERYPONY. UNTIL THEN. I FUCKING LOVE YOU ALL.

[captain-maws]

my (probably not great) explanation for how i think karma/rebirth/ascension in rain world works

hello internet welcome to gay theory. are you confused about how rain world’s karma system works? great, me too! wtf is going on! don’t worry i have a theory as to how it works.

look at my funny diagram

my theory sorta builds on the theory that the world in rw is infinitely layered. there is a “surface world” above and beneath every world. you can sort of think of them as separate timelines, dimensions, etc. the reason i interpret it like this is because of a specific lore pearl--in one of the subterranean pearls, moon says this:

"If you leave a stone on the ground, and come back some time later, it's covered in dust. This happens everywhere, and over several lifetimes of creatures such as you, the ground slowly builds upwards.

So why doesn't the ground collide with the sky? Because far down, under the very very old layers of the earth, the rock is being dissolved or removed. The entity which does this is known as the Void Sea.

If you drill far enough into the earth you begin encountering a substance called Void Fluid. The deeper you go, the less rock and more Void Fluid. It's believed that there is a point where the rock completely gives way - below that would be the Void Sea.

When that stone you placed on the ground has finally done its time in the sediments, it meets the Void Fluid and is dissolved, leaving the physical world."

THE DUST IS VERY IMPORTANT. IT’S OFFHANDEDLY MENTIONED BUT IT’S IMPORTANT HERE’S WHY: it’s never explained where this dust comes from. supposedly, it comes from the sky. but how? infinitely layered world baby

how it works is that the matter that the void sea in the above surface world is dissolved and becomes dust, which then rains down onto the below surface world. but you can’t just fly up into the void sea, the devs have said the ancients have been to space iirc. the dust comes from an opening in the sky, only perceivable when encountering echoes, because echoes reside in a different realm (but not a different world, more on that in a bit).

now ik you’re saying “okay BUT what abt the whole death and rebirth thing???” im getting to that.

when slugcat, or any other creature dies, they begin perceiving the world from a slugcat on another layer. all of the layers are identical, so when waking up after dying, everything looks the same, so it’s easy to think that you just. died and then woke back up, when really, you’re on a different surface world/layer. it ties into the buddhist concept of there being no single central self.

but what about those who ascend? well take a look at my next funny diagram

*i do want to mention that the top right corner’s text is outdated. i don’t think they’re reborn as their self from their previous existence, rather they’re born into the life/body of another creature depending on karma. they could be reborn as the same species or something new.

so in using the void sea to achieve ascension, it's a sort of false ascension. those who do manage to ascend via the void sea only end up reborn in a new layer. so while the material body is gone from the living realm, the soul isn't. ascension via the void sea is thus just another part of the cycle, since you’re effectively just moving in-between spiritual realms. true ascension means that every instance of yourself from each layer joins into one single, central self, and that central self is crossed out. once that central self dies, it has nowhere to transfer the soul, thus achieving true ascension and breaking the cycle.

and how does one go about doing that? uh. i don’t fuckin know. adopt a The Saint Rain World.

feel free to lmk what u think :>!! hopefully i explained this well enough

[traggalicious]

Iiiii did it againnnn (made a new character) (she’s cool as hell tho so it’s fine right)

She’s a half-elf drow (who was a necromancer), and *was* pretty fuckin good at it. So good, that when she died. She refused to do so. She was like “ermm stfu myrkul i aint listenin to you now i’ve been fuckin w/ u my whole life i will not stop at death.” Kinda funny, local sorcerer refuses to fucking die. So now she’s possessing her own corpse. Out of sheer will.

Now, you may ask "trag, why is she Ivl 1 if she was a good enough necromancer to literally refuse death?' GOOD QUESTION.

The answer is: one: she got tadpoled ): we all know being tadpoled fucks shit up, as seen in the case of Gale and Wyll and basically everyone

Two: basically her body is fuelling her spirit and her spirit is fuelling her body in a fucked up mutualistic relationship. Her body relies on her magical energy to yk, not decay on the spot (tho it is slowly decaying, adding to the urgency of getting a cure for the tadpole and getting her magic back to its og level). And her spirit needs a vessel.

Plus, the connection b/n body and soul is a bit fucked so her soul is basically a bunch of raw magic inhabiting a human container. Ain’t that great (:

Also also: now she’s a Wild Magic Sorcerer. For fun. And bc again: shit’s fucked. Thank u for attending my ted talk

Her name currently is Ceridwen, after the Celtic deity of rebirth, but also considering naming her Athenios which is a feminine variation of Adonis. Idk tell me which u like more (if u want). SO HERE’S WHAT SHE LOOKS LIKE BABEY‼️ (Image and more under the cut)

SO.

Yeah obviously she’s kinda pale (for a half-drow) and the face paint is to distract from the bad circulation (which she still has circulation and stuff but biological processes are slow). She’s missing an eye (which would look red but there’s no option for that so idk maybe she has a tiny scrying eye replacement that’d b cool as hell). Her other eye is a dark blue and her hair is reddish brown bc google says that shit happens after death. Also! Her pupil is supposed to be white. But again, no option for that. Anyway, I love her, tell me what u think (:

Love youuuu

[dearophelia]

death talk cw

(I am kind of mopey and avoiding cleaning the bathroom)

been thinking a lot about reincarnation lately.

like first of all, fuck, I don’t want to be a whole person all over again, that just sounds exhausting (also kind of exciting?)

second of all, what if it’s like Exocolonist (spoiler alert) where you’re stuck in a lifelong time loop and have to go through the exact same experiences and just make different choices. also sounds exhausting! but I will also get to keep my parents and my friends

third of all, for someone who isn’t sure how she feels about reincarnation as a concept, I sure am hyper focused this morning on what the next cycle is going to bring. What if it’s harder, what did I do in this life to get bumped back in line. What if it’s easier, what did I do right in this life to get bumped up in line. I’m not going to remember any of this life anyway (which makes me sad) so what does it matter

and what if reincarnation isn’t real, and what if life just continues in an afterlife scenario, but I’ll get to see my grandmother again, what then

I kind of envy religious folks who have a firm belief on what their particular afterlife will be. I’ve never given it much thought (not much need to until recently) but I can see how it would be comforting

also. and this is wild. what if the universe has a set number of souls it rotates amongst all the species inside of it and i come back as an alien bug in a different galaxy or something. that would be insane. like what if the reincarnation cycle not only exists, but isn’t limited to humans, or even Earth species. that’s a fuckin wild thought.

I don’t know. I think whatever happens (unless it’s some sort of Afterlife scenario) I won’t remember anything from this life upon my rebirth, so it doesn’t actually matter and I should stop hyperfocusing on this (or take some Ativan and move on with my day). I just really don’t want to clean the bathroom this morning, but I have to because my girlfriend is coming on Tuesday

[yourdeepestfathoms]

I have such chaos choir brainrot because of your blog, dude.

That being said do you have any silly little headcanons about the choir kids? Much appreciated if you do :)

-✨

i do!!

here’s…

Ride the Cyclone Kids Playing A D&D Game Based On Silent Hill

(based on my own Silent Hill-based dnd game, which i DM!)

(there’s gonna be A Lot of references to the Silent Hill franchise/lore and to the Call of Cthulhu module, so try to keep up!)

BASICALLY, it’s a completely original storyline and everything, but it uses the Call of Cthulhu module for rolls and stats

Penny is the DM!

And

Good Lord

This girl is RUTHLESS

Her mind? Oh my god. Some of the shit she’s come up with is fucking INSANE.

But we’ll get more into Penny’s mercilessness soon

Characters!

All the others were given simple instructions

Spin a wheel with a bunch of themes on it. They get three themes, and then they must build a character around them

(My players got to pick theirs, but Penny’s doing is differently)

(As in, I’m spinning a wheel to determine the themes for the kids so I can make them random characters)

Ocean’s themes were: Corruption; Identity; and Murder!

Noel’s themes were: Justice, Injustice, and Revenge; Body Image/Body Shaming; and The Meaning Of Happiness and Sorrow

Mischa’s themes were: Murder; Trauma and Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder; and Bullying

Ricky’s themes were: Corruption; Rebirth; and Love and Hate

Constance’s themes were: Depression, Grief, and Mental Illness; The Human Condition; and Psychology

The characters were made!

They then did their stats and gave Penny their backstory and reason for being in Silent Hill

Penny, looking at Ricky’s 80 Luck: nice!

Penny, noticing his Sanity is 40: oh no

(Luck is used to negate damage and stuff like that. You can also do a Hail Mary aka Avoid Sudden Death if you have 30, which will allow you to survive an attack that would have killed you otherwise!)

(And then Sanity determines how a character will react to something traumatic or disturbing. You roll to see if your character will be able to tough it out, or if they’ll take Sanity damage. If they take a certain amount of Sanity damage in one session, they’ll suffer a Bout of Madness, which Penny has a WHOLE LIST of effects for. And if you lose ALL your Sanity, your character becomes an NPC and the DM can play them however they want.)

They play in Mischa’s basement, and Penny goes ALL OUT. She’s got props, costumes, the whole nine yards. She does character voices and everything! It’s INCREDIBLE

Finally, it was time to go into Silent Hill!

The plot is this: The party has woken up in a motel to find that the whole town of Silent Hill has become shrouded in fog. They can’t get out of the town, forcing them to traverse the place to find a way to escape. And to get out, they must enter five different Otherworlds designed after each of their character’s, which are made to torment them and put all their trauma and flaws on display. They even get their own customized bosses based on the PCs (player characters), which are HORRIFIC.

There’s also these creatures called the Dark Tormentors, which stalk the PCs and appear from time to time to psychologically torture them. They’re born from the darkest parts of the PCs, can speak, and cannot be killed.

Yeah, Penny went ALL OUT

But the game!!

First session is relatively chill for a horror game about everything that’s horrid in the world. The party starts in South Vale and ends up in Brookhaven Hospital after the Fog World starts to transition into the Otherworld.

Penny BLASTS foghorns for that part, it’s fuckin menacing

While in Brookhaven, the party must compete this puzzle. There’s a door made out of flesh that won’t open without four offerings: a finger, an eyeball, a tooth, and a tongue. These items can be found throughout the hospital, acting as rewards for their own puzzles (but Penny, being the menace she is, does attempt to get the characters to have their PCs maim themselves for the items)

In the kitchen of the hospital, there’s a cooked dog, and Penny deadass looks them in the eye and asks if they want a bite

(She has a whole prepared description of the taste if they say yes)

(None of them do)

(She’s a little bummed)

Penny, after the party enters a cramped room: Are any of you, by any chance, claustrophobic?

Ocean: Yes.

Penny: Interesting.

Noel: No.

Penny: Oh, you will be. You will be.

Noel, fearfully: Wh

Noel: What

Penny: :)

They end up fighting the Missionary from Silent Hill 3 and complete session one!

After that, the pure disturbing horror that Penny has prepared for them is ramped up to one hundred

I’m not gonna go into detail about each and every session they have because I would be here for awhile, and I’m already kinda worried this isn’t the most entertaining batch of headcanons, but I’ll give A TON of highlights!

At one point, the party goes to this market, which has a ton of supplies for them to find. However, there’s a Two-Back sleeping inside of the market, meaning that they have to roll Stealth every single time they want to go to a different stall

THIS is a Two-Back

What do you know, Ocean fails her VERY FIRST Stealth roll, and the whole party has to flee

Ricky, after the party comes to a locked gate: Can I roll Locksmith to try and open it?

Penny: Of course!

Ricky: *rolls Locksmith*

Ricky: *fails*

Penny: You’re a bit rusty on your lockpicking skills. So are your tools. They’re as weak as the branches of the trees all around you and snap with ease. You failed. But that isn’t a surprise, is it? All you do is fuck up. Maybe don’t volunteer unless you know for sure you won’t waste everyone’s time.

Ricky: 😥

Like I said, Penny as a DM is RUTHLESS

But her cruelty is mainly the narrator in the script she has for each session. She purposely wrote the narrator as bitchy and cruel toward the PCs whenever they fuck up.

She had to let everyone know that nothing of what she said was a personal attack, and she loves them all very much

Mischa: Can I try to bust this door down?

Penny: Sure!

Mischa: *rolls*

Mischa: *fails*

Penny: You try to bust the door open, but this is wrought iron you’re dealing with, and you’re basically the Christian version of one of those inflatable men outside car dealerships. You were never going to get it open. Maybe conceal your hubris next time before you embarrass yourself again.

Constance, who wanted to ask if she could pry the door open with a crowbar her character had found: *slowly puts her hand down*

There’s this part where the party encounters this hole in the floor, and Mischa has his character hop down. It ends up being this well, and he shouts up to the others to not come down. Penny asks the rest of the PCs to roll Listen to see if they can hear Mischa’s character tell them to not come down. They all fail. They all then jump down.

Penny, after the party can’t get through a gate around an area they want to explore and are beckoned to follow an unknown voice: Surprisingly, the force doesn’t seem very threatening, just eerie. Will you follow, or do you think you’ll be able to sprout wings and fly to the other side of the fence?

Noel: No.

Penny: Pussy.

Noel: >:O

Okay, so Penny came up with this REALLY COOL puzzle that damn near made Constance shit herself.

So one of the Otherworlds the party explores is in Toluca Prison. In the Interrogation Room, there’s an item that they need to progress sitting on a table. Noel’s character picks it up, which causes his arm to be ensnared by this bear trap-like contraption. To free him, someone must go into the actual interrogation space and lock themselves in these chains attached to the wall. Once they’re in the chains, they gotta make three successful Strength rolls, and doing so will release the trap on Noel’s character.

Here’s the rub: The door to the interrogation space will slam shut and lock the moment someone enters. The whole room is soundproof, and what they thought was a wall of glass is actually a one-way mirror. So the character inside can’t see out to their party, they can only see themselves.

So, Constance’s character is the one who steps into the interrogation space first, which forces her into the role of being Noel’s character’s savior.

She locks herself in the chains and starts the rolls.

First roll is a success! Yay! That’s good!

That’s when Penny pulls Constance out of the room to talk to her one-on-one.

And when she talks to her one-on-one, she describes something absolutely horrific that only Constance’s character can see.

Penny: You notice something in the mirror. There’s something against the wall directly behind you. At first, you think it’s just a trick of the light on the dirty white paint, but then you see it move. You realize that it’s a hand. And if there’s a hand, that must mean there’s a… A body. Something is pushing its way out of the wall. It has no face—instead, there is only a gaping hole. Its limbs are thin and disjointed, and it looks almost mutilated and disfigured. Even without eyes, you know it’s looking directly at you.

To make it even worse, she shows Constance a picture of exactly what she’s dealing with here

This is the creature! It’s called a Raw Shock!

Anyway, Constance’s character must now make three more Strength rolls, but this time with a penalty. And each time she rolls, the Raw Shock gets closer and closer and closer.

She fails.

Which leads her to getting THIS description.

Penny: You feel something snag on the back of your head and pull you backwards by the hair. The creature has caught you, and its touch is icy cold. The longer it has its hands on you, the more warmth you can feel draining from your being, as though this thing is sucking out your body heat to take for its own. The creature, surprisingly strong for its skeletal frame, begins to pull you to the wall it had come from. It seems to want to take you back with it. It also seems to have friends, as you start to notice other hands pushing out from the wall, reaching for you, beckoning for you. The bodies soon follow, and they’re all abstract beings of nightmares: bodies with exaggerated female forms, organs and bones and nipples exposed; bodies that are terribly bloated, bubbles and fungi consuming the pale flesh; bodies like disks, bearing a sliced appearance, as though a knife had been taken to their skin and slashed them to pieces. Whispers fill your ears. Whispers that call your name, that tell you that you’re home, that say it’s safe now, and the voices sound so warm, so genuine. Maybe this is home…

Constance is fucking HORRIFIED

Her character is fine, though! The trap releases Noel’s character, and they all get out!

But Penny has successfully scarred both Constance and her PC

Which is what she wants >:)

*The party is at a door that won’t open (because they need certain puzzle pieces for it)*

Ocean: Maybe you have to…say a magic word?

Ocean: Abra kadabra!

Nothing happens.

Ocean: I don’t know why I thought that would work.

The party takes this LONG ride in an elevator, and while they wait, Penny starts going around, asking everyone who they would eat first if they had to resort to cannibalism to stay alive 😭

Ocean: Can I drink some water?

Penny: Absolutely! Can you just roll me Spot Hidden real fast?

Ocean: Yeah.

Ocean: *rolls*

Ocean: *gets a Regular Success*

Penny: Cool, thanks!

Five minutes later, Penny stops roleplay to tell Ocean that her character has started to violently vomit her blood everywhere

Penny: Hasn’t your mommy ever told you not to drink random water bottles you find in alternate dimensions? Fucking idiot. If you haven’t noticed already, that wasn’t water you drank. It was actually water mixed with hydrochloric acid! You’re going to continue regurgitating your blood for an hour. Also you take 1d8 damage every time it happens. Good going. Stupid bitch.

Ocean was so sad

They go to YET ANOTHER market, and this time there’s no Two-Back there to screw them over

But there ARE a BUNCH of weird as hell stalls for them to explore

One in particular is called Caricature Cabin

Penny, doing the voice of the faceless person who runs the stall: “Hiya! Would you like to have your caricature done?”

Noel: No.

Penny: Then what the fuck are you even doing here?

Constance: I will have my caricature done! Please.

Penny: “Wonderful! Here, sit down! It won’t take very long!”

Penny: You sit down. The artist examines you with eyes that aren’t there, then gets to work. They sketch and color and paint diligently. Once they’re done, they show you, radiating great pride.

Penny: It… it isn’t a caricature. It’s just you drawn as a turtle wearing a wig.

The whole party was HOWLING with laughter

Penny made her own painting of this just for the session

There’s also a stall called “I Sell Weird Lemons”

Penny: The stall consists of a singular lemon sitting on a table. It has googly eyes glued to it. It’s being bidded on.

Penny: The highest bid is $500,000.

Ricky’s character bids on it

He puts $500,001

(He wins the bid)

(The lemon appears to him two sessions later)

The party encounters a pack of Wormheads. Mischa’s character accidentally alerts them and gets attacked by one.

Penny: The Wormhead’s head whips up. The maggots and grub making up its whole face shift around restlessly, emanating a wet sound. Then, suddenly, it’s lunging directly at you.

Penny: Surely it can’t bite with it’s head full of worms, you think to yourself as its head full of worms splits open horizontally to reveal a gaping, oozing maw of insects.

Penny: Oh.

The whole party: 😟

Noel was GAGGING

OH THE NEEDLE PIT!!!!!

I just remembered this trap from my own game

This one is GOOD

SO

The characters are all in this Otherworld for Ricky’s character, and one of the traps is in the Study Room

When they step into the Study Room, they’re all lashed up into those baby bungie harnesses and suspended above the floor

This talking parrot begins to tell them about a game called Truth or Dunk. The parrot will ask them the questions, and as long as the characters answer truthfully, they won’t be dunked into the FLOOR OF DOOM!!!

(It’s just the regular floor)

Ricky’s character is the first to lie, but the harness just lowers a little bit

Ocean’s character is the second to lie, and instead of just being lowered, she drops STRAIGHT through the floor

Because the “regular floor” was all a lie

It seemed to be an illusion of sorts

Underneath it is a giant pit full of needles

Which Ocean’s character is described to be plunged into in very graphic detail

Constance’s character is the third one to go into the pit because the character mentions God at one point, and she refers to him with “he/him” pronouns, when in Silent Hill lore, God uses “she/her”

So into the pit Constance’s character goes!

“YOU GOT DROPPED IN THE NEEDLES BECAUSE YOU MISGENDERED GOD???” -Ocean

One of the Dark Tormentors is named Ideal Daddy (the character it belongs to has daddy issues lol), and when the party meets it, it holds them hostage in a tea party (which Penny brings props and food for!)

But during it, Noel and Mischa’s characters get into this really heated argument over morality

And then others are just There

Ocean, while Noel and Mischa are verbally tearing out each other’s throats: I’m going to offer Daddy some more cake

The party wanted to enter a building Penny didn’t have any content for, so when Mischa’s character tried to kick the door down, she just made the entire building (minus the door) fall out of existence

So

There was this One Boss

A boss that fucked over EVERYONE

This boss belonged to Ocean’s character

It was called the Bloated Lamb, and it was this DISGUSTING fleshy sheep monster that had a very, how do I put this, phallic head

Everyone was groaning in disgust by just its DESCRIPTION

And then combat starts

First round

Two characters die INSTANTLY

Everyone had known about the possibility of death in the game, but they had managed to tough it out for several sessions. There was one close call where Ricky’s character got dropped all the way down to 4 HP (they all got to start with 100), but they used a healing item called an Ampoule on him (which Constance’s character kept in her cleavage lol), which would raise anyone all the back back to full HP

So yeah, they knew about the dangers of death in this game. But they didn’t think much of it because they had managed to get through so much!

They let their guard down.

Foolish mistake.

Penny had been waiting for this day, and it finally came true.

After surviving fights with a scorpion abomination with guns for pincers, a 300 foot long flesh mermaid, a horrifyingly uncanny sphinx monster, a walking skin sack with a giant drill for a hand, the embodiment of toxic masculinity itself, it took just one (1) attack from a big dick sheep to wipe nearly half the party out.

The blood that was spilled that day was delicious.

The victims were Noel and Mischa’s characters.

The Bloated Lamb reared up from the water the battlefield was set on (they were fighting on a ferry) and sprayed acid on them (you can probably get the euphemism here)

However, Mischa actually had enough Luck left to use his Hail Mary, which meant his character got to survive and be set back to full health

Noel’s character, however…

The party got an EXTREMELY detailed description of how their beloved party member looks as he is melted by the Bloated Lamb’s acid

Everyone is now terrified but also PISSED

They gotta get their heads in the game

…Perhaps that is taken a little too literally, though

Round two begins

Constance’s character is killed

The Bloated Lamb literally smashes her into an incredibly gory pulp with its head

And then Ricky’s character is fucking LAUNCHED across this underground lake they’re fighting in because the Bloated Lamb smacked him with its flesh hoof, and he DROWNS

By this point, Mischa and Ocean are STRESSING because they might get a TPK (total party kill)

The entire table is fucking RATTLED

Noel had to get up and walk around because he’s So Overcome, Constance has her head in her hands, Ricky is just in shock because oh my god did his character really DROWN, Ocean and Mischa are SWEATING

And then Penny looks absolutely sinister, feeding on their fear and stress

She Loves This

By some fucking miracle, Mischa and Ocean manage to kill the Bloated Lamb

Even still, the whole party is mourning the loss of their companions…

But then, they get revived! A monster they met before named Valtiel revives the three who died! (but if they die again, then they’re actually fully dead)

And so, the nightmare continues >:)

[thegrimreaperisanerd]

Maaan, I'm so bad at spotting nature metaphors, what's your favorite to include in your writing?

unhinged_prosody 🕺

Hi! 🕺

I'm putting this under a read more because I waffled on for a fair bit and it's not even about the base game 😭

So I'm including animals under nature because, well, they are nature - and I personify people as animals a lot in my writing (just in general, not even specific to this fic, i do it a lot about myself too, especially in my poetry)

Because we're all just animals! It can be degrading - depending on how it's done - but not all of the time.

I compare Harry to a dog a lot (nothing new there, there's a couple lines in game that reinforce this) but I think my favourite dog guy description came from one of the Kim chapters:

the captain's father; a man so old he should be retired, but sits at his desk chain-smoking. Something he's done for longer than you've been in the RCM. Maybe longer than you've been alive. As you penetrate the haze surrounding his desk his bloodshot eyes rise to meet your own. He reminds you somewhat of a saggy hunting dog, all lethargy and wrinkles.

Because i have no specific appearance in mind for the man (i.e. hair colour/ eyes/ whatever) as it's unimportant. S'more about vibes 👌

Gotta give a shout out to bird metaphors because they formed the theming of these fics in the first place! The peregrin falcon antique shop, references to ducks and geese across fics, the whole scene with the disabled duckling, the name of the case, "Imprinting", the series title "birds of a feather flock together", i just really fucking love birds.

Lmao anyway, you can tell that I REALLY like a metaphor if I turned it into a mind project (not nature related, but same with the "one man castle" thought project for Kim repressing his emotions)

So I'm dipping back into "Imprinting" because this one metaphor formed the basis of me writing over 250k about two fictional detectives last year...:

PROBLEM: You were a man drowning in the sea of vices. As you gave in to the waves and consigned yourself to your watery grave a gloved hand pulled you from the brine. *He* cradled your baby bird form in his palm and raised you from the ashes of the phoenix: Tequila Sunset. You have well and truly imprinted upon Lieutenant Kim Kitsuragi.

SOLUTION: You were drowning and he gave you a reason to float. It's not so much that you imprinted on him, it's that you follow him by choice. You've shed your baby down-feathers and are more than able to walk on your own now, but do you want to?

BABY BIRD

IMPRINTING

DOWN FEATHERS

THE DEATH AND REBIRTH OF A PHOENIX

BOSH BOSH FUCKIN' BOSH 👌👌👌

But my ABSOLUTE favourite nature metaphor at the moment is the flowers metaphor for Kim's repression. Because when I was a teenager up until my mid 20s (going THROUGH it, not relevant) this was my outlook on love and human connection, too:

CONCEPTUALISATION [hard: success] - Don't plant flowers: they'll only wilt.

CONCEPTUALISATION [hard: success] - Love says 'These flowers were cut so you could buy them. They wilt - already - in your hand and that is *your* fault'.

I am now 27 and in the Springtime of my life, this man's 44 and approaching his own no matter how badly he's trying to beat it off with a stick. When I was in my early 20s, I was fairly convinced I would die wholly unloved (even in the beginning of the relationship I am still in!) Not the case! Healing is possible and I truely believe - or rather I know now - that there is no age cutoff.

This metaphor isn't finished yet, but it represents catharsis 🌱

[cyberdragoninfinity]

On Aporia and Ouroboros (Ouroboroi? Ouroboroses.)

I love that they named Aporia’s duel runner the Trinidart Ouroboros. A.) cuz it’s a FUCKIN BANGER name, but also B.) it’s an interesting cause for consideration. Cuz, his runner’s design is, ah, well,

....that is NOT an ouroboros lol. It’s not even a wheel like Jack’s duel runner or anything. That’s a hydra. That’s a snake-cerberus situation. But, no, they went with Ouroboros for the name, and despite not quite fitting the bike’s appearance, it fits Aporia himself SO so well imo. He (and of the Three Pure Nobles by extension, naturally) already has an infinity symbol motif that’s visible from space (the Circuit, the chest symbol on the Meklords, the chest symbol on HIM, the Nobles’ eyes/mouth plates, etc etc.), but you bring in an ouroboros motif alongside that, and now Aporia’s symbol of endless infinite cycles is a beast. There’s something almost a little gruesome, miserable, even more hopelessly inevitable to the implication of an ouroboros when it comes to this guy.

Aporia isn’t just associated with infinity as a visual element, he’s actively haunted by vicious cycles and perpetuating them in his actions towards others. The Meklords ruined his entire life and caused him such agonizing pain, and now they’re his entire deck, and now he’s determined to inflict that same pain upon others with them. Half of his Duel Links voicelines are about him unleashing his suffering in duels, or making his opponent suffer and feel the same despair he’s known for so so long.

The Ouroboros eats itself alive. This serpentine symbol of life and death and rebirth. Aporia lives and dies and lives and dies and lives and dies and weaponizes the tools of his own agony to further the cycle of pain. And all it gets him is more despair that he struggles to see is a bit (a lot) self-orchestrated.

(until Jack and Leo and Luna finally shake him out of the cycle, of course)

It’s just neat!! Invoking the ouroboros with his duel runner name is already a cool tie-in to the infinity motif so important to his character, but as it turns out Aporia’s got more than a couple things in common with the emblematic creature.

Not to mention that the ouroboros is a frequent visual metaphor for eternity. Huh I feel like I’ve heard something with that word before...

(muffled wailing)

[callmearcturus]

Just watched MI 1, on my way to watching the others (sorry I am incapable of not going in order and I'm really curious how all your fic differs from MI 3...)

Oh boy. Twinkthan, the knife, the elevator, Luther (Luther!!!), the fuckin train/helicopter?? I am so curious how the train and the helicopter stunt worked, it was so agonizing the whole way through. Wow. I am 100% down now and I was already like 80% down from the fic.

oh anon you are gonna have to get through the two worst movies that way but godspeed, glory 8C please know that once McQ gets his hands on the series, it's a tremendous rebirth

lmao the stunts in the first three movies are.... fine. i remember during our commentary of MI3 I told Punct the fulcrum jump was not real and they were SO MAD.

for MI1, the most impressive stunt is the Langley sequence. like, you can see TC's body control as he spins and tilts himself on those pivot points. and obvious he nearly didn't pull off the cable drop itself but managed it on the last take DePalma was going to give him.

the train was mostly CGI but i know there's a stunt where they used high-powered fans to blast TC from the helicopter onto the train. which would be impressive if it sadly didn't look dumb. (I'm not a fan of that entire sequence, MI1 to me ends with the Jim/Ethan confrontation and the lovely Luther/Ethan bit at the end is a coda.)

for MI2, I MEAN. THERE'S A LOT OF WEIRD PRACTICAL EFFECTS AND ALSO CGI EFFECTS? like the death star dive into the lab is obvsly greenscreened to hell and back and his building dive, that one too. HOWEVER almost all of the motorcycle shit is real and began TC's lifelong affair with decelerator cables--

which, basically from MI2 onward, if you see Ethan get thrown from a motorcycle or slide down a building or basically anything that makes you go "oh he'd be fucking dead at that speed" that is TC attached to a Decelerator Cables, invented by Dar Robinson, maybe the greatest stunt man of all time, and the cable will slow the stuntman (or batshit lead actor) down so they DON'T get squished on impact. the very cool hit-and-roll in Fallout is this.

ANYWAY yeah iirc even the stunt of the motorcycle jousting is real with both actors on cables but the truly Most Batshit stunt is the knife-to-the-eye stunt in the climax. which was TC's idea. and imo is like top three for Most Dangerous Bullshit This Idiot Has Done.

for MI3 there are only really two stunts in that movie but you haven't gotten there yet so hit me up later.

also if you wanna hear me expound on each stunt as it happens, Punct and I did those audio commentaries. they are Super Spoilery and full of Dubiously Fun Facts so maybe after you watch all the movies first.

[gon-and-killuas-mother]

i have THOUGHTS about Ten-Fourteen and Donna

it's only based on the few things we saw in the trailer, but The Doctor telling Donna "I don't know if I can save you this time" really stuck out to me

Doctor Who tends to favor the happier endings, the satisfying "just this once, everyone lives!" hopepunk. but The Doctor themself, as a time lord, always dies eventually. it's their story, rebirth-growth-life-love-sorrow-joy-and death again. each re-gen had their own closure though, a more positive look on their imminent change.

except Ten.

sure he got as much closure as he could, but as we all remember, he didn't want to go.

i really love that Russel T. Davies is coming back to tie this one loose end for us. each Doctor completed their goals before closing their chapter, but Ten still had unfinished business.

that business being Donna.

i don't know why, but i'm starting to think that both Donna and Ten-Fourteen might die together. i do doubt that Russel would have such a sad ending, it will probably be less morbid. but narratively speaking, it just makes sense to me?? Donna is doomed by the narrative, but she'd rather die than forget again.

Ten-Fourteen will have to die again, it's not supposed to be his re-gen. but Donna's story isn't done, and Ten-Fourteen specifically needs to be there for her.

at the very least, once he does finally leave again, he'll have his best fucking friend in the universe with him as he regenerates.

on a tangent, i actually tried writing a little fix-it fic for Ten and Donna. their ending always hurt me so much and they deserve all the happiness. i didn't get far, just enough to have the scene of Donna smacking the shit out of Ten upon regaining her memories. but i fantasized about the actual show doing this reunion, so the fact that IT'S FUCKING HAPPENING is making me lose my fuckin MIND

[jadedharleys]

jade harley. what song!!!???

ok i forgot .to answer this ages ago but . jade harley songs. and holy shit oops this is like an entire fuckin essay with half of the songs on my playlist. enjoy

grown ocean by fleet foxes

its the. "children grown onthe edge of the ocean" like her growing up on an island in the middle of the ocean. and like. the bits about dreaming. "in that dream i could hardly contain it all my life i will wait to attain it" waiting and waiting for the day sburb will happen after so long alone... "i will see you someday when ive woken ill be so happy just to have spoken ill have so much to tell you about it" her letter to john about wanting to see prospit with him one day when hes awake.

^ cries. but like its so similarly worded...

empty room by arcade fire

once again. "my life is coming but i dont know when" and shes so used to being alone but one day shell see her friends and she knows so much more than she lets on. its the caption on this -> art

also it reminds me of her talking about meeting alt calliope

like. her life is coming her purpose will one day make sense but she is put to the side to wait to have a reason for so long. first with her childhood on the island waiting to meet her friends and play sburb and then on the retcon yellow yard when she

theres just something so tragic about her being so resigned to that sort of existence. the endless waiting for a purpose and meaning. and when she does gets the satisfaction of having that realized but she still . yknow what i mean.

ghost adventure spirit orb by chloe moriondo

listen its always the escapism dream sleepy sillygirl songs with her but this one also mentions frogs so its even better. remember when my url was @ghostadventurespirit0rb on my main lol.

trees (hallway of leaves) by sleeping at last

oh my god this is just like such a homestuck song in general ok but very much jade perspective. the mystery of it all as everything she knows about starts to happen yknow. the epic adventure unfolding as things fall into place. and shes dreamed of it for so long but theres something left out still even as she thinks she understands everything that leaves this tragic underlying dramatic irony like how hopeful and excited her letter to john was. i want to do a lyricstuck to this so so bad one day

youth by daughter

another general homestuck song but. this verse is so jade. i drew a like super short mini lyricstuck thing her with it at 1 am once that basically expresses my feelings about it

glowing by the oh hellos

this is very godtier ascension vibes with those last couple lines but its jades godtiering particularly to me bc it rlly has her vibes. "talking at the house plants all on your own" idk its her energy. and like her calm knowing powerful awesomeness when she does all her awesome stuff in cascade feels so fitting to the way the "i guess it would feel like rebirth out of some kind of dying to see yourself so glowing" jade harley is so cool tbh

five by sleeping at last

the whole song is about space which gives it jade points ofc and what i specifically picture with this is. cascade. "i want to break it into pieces small enough to understand and put it all back together again in the quiet of my private collection" her shrinking the planets to bring to the new session and all. "living behind this one way mirror" the wall rewinding homestuck panels idk.

human by daughter

ok this is like. grimbark . to me. in angsty sadstuck ways. idk what to explain about it. ig the "i think im dying here" line is like. yeah. her dying and getting a just death even tho she wasnt being herself :( i captioned this art with it btw

runaway by aurora

once again dream escapism vibes. but some specific lines are "i had a dream i was seven ... saw a piece of heaven waiting impatient for me" prospit imagery tbh. ok and also. "i was painting a picture the picture was a painting of you and for a moment i thought you were here but then again it wasnt true" is very. the reveal of the events of the new timeline. with calliopes drawings and everything? but also fits her waiting to meet the other kids in the medium one day after knowing it was gonna happen eventually

but with this way the . "for a moment i thought you were here" line idk its like. the timeline being different idfk. also i was like so confused when i first read this so its like the. hold on wait wtf . sorta moment. like bro what do you meannn they sploded. and "ive been putting sorrow on the farthest place on my shelf" is so . the prospit flavor of emotional repression. im very skilled at it i understand

west by radical face

ok this one is some more of that tragic vibes i talked about with empty room and her role in the story and her waiting and everything. "a quiet life...one where are hopes and dreams are attainable things" "dont stop to think just chase the dream were chasing" she is just so . jade harley . waiting for the fulfillment of her dreams and for the purpose she doesnt even know yet? but then . more grimbark vibes at the end. "the dogs came at midnight guns drawn and eyes bright i heard them laughing black voices scratching" as about . her. spooky silly evil dog girl .

jade harley.

[chthonicgodling]

more twt scraping but, paragraph text edition and oopsiess this is long lmao it’s fine it’s fine it’s fine,,

EDIT: ok now that im not on mobile i put this monstrosity behind a cut<33 pls click below for Odds & Ends elysiumwise

• not something that has been discussed in canon but realistically, Meli can’t hold N bc uncontrollable empath N can feel the entity of blind rage and evil physically buried inside of her and would be horribly confused🌈 cute in a horrific way cause when mindreaders ty and bel were little (and, like. now too ig lmao) they were able to hear and talk to the buried eMel also fggkfkg like father like daughter AHH

• i love the completely fabricated concept I have for older!Raz fun slut energy that has not been in any way proven or referenced in canon obv however if fenixe ultimately vetoes this i will pivot to project onto the currently personality-void future Celos & Py in this essay I wil— alternatively maybe raz will actually grow up to be like this AND *also* celos&py, and in fact perhaps it’s actually Neo who’s the odd one out of Maci’s kids lmfao,

• neo and icy one day getting married and neo blindsiding everyone by getting APHRODITE HERSELF to officiate it cause she’s known ares for half her childhood and can pull some strings 😏✌️

• (elysiumverse-wise), are Hades and Persephone the singular monogamous couple across the entire Greek pantheon and all the realms, or is it funnier if they too have a collection of thirds and fourths that are just secret. in THIS essay I will— for Maci’s sake we won’t continue this train of thought bc the names I could plausibly pull out of a hat would give her a rare heart attack

•the Elysium cast being literally immortal is so fun cause when Chal (a grown up), “grows up” as in, 100 years in the future like…. It’d be fun if she ends up being Cool™ like. in 100 years Gentle Death Neona gallantly advises shades to visit her Sister, Goddess of Rebirth, in the domain she’s laid claim to with her spouse and their spider-legged daughter scaling the walls 🙇🏻‍♀️ (Cranberry Chal real …. though this is immediately implausible cause no way would Chal and Libby live apart from each other. also No way would they leave the palace probably fgkg WELL ANYWAY even if Chal isn’t cool in a century, N and Vid WILL certainly be so it’s fine)

• i love that by looking at ty and bel you can immediately tell which one of them is dating Libby and which one of them is dating Chal, bc the two of them literally look like 🎭 (Sorry, ahem engaged to* EEEE) [AU where they opposite matched instead tho???Ty&Chal and Bel&Libby??👀]

•mythologically generally speaking or w/e Ares & Thanatos IS such a fun n’ sexy ship, which makes me want to strangle my Thanatos to death for ruining all my potential fun fuckin jerk. if anything the Elysiumverse gets ares and Ker instead which. is. uhh sure is something though decidedly less Attractive unless you’re into bloody spider monsters

•and finally— a fullblown Elysium vampire AU would be so easy to do. vampire princess Maci getswrapped up with mortal Tory and turns him, the Elysium palace is just a spooky vampire castle in Transylvania, etc etc

[incarnateirony]

I'm really wondering how long she's going to stubbornly hold out.

At some point, I think she knew her game was up, and she'd realized something was off, but figured "oh, I can keep bothering my ex husband" and tried to play petty she-witch

now, she's here, exposed in octopus jibberish land, staring at tartarus on the superbowl, reblogging things she perceives as arguing with me that are simply re-enforcing things I've told her as to why this is happening, she's hearing fursuit gods on my command, reblogging misheard lyrics posts generally to the same songs we'd been using, and is now posting about the soundbar of the soul.

Like the other reblog was her going "oh no so I got it wrong so what", so like, she knows she's fucking wrong, then goes to scour the internet, but because we use the system and now use her for the system, she reblogged the persona-vs-craftname-as-the-same explanation, and so on, but like, she literally can't bring herself to even read her own signs anymore.

She'll just keep staring at the vehement idol of a bird in a cage as her lone original thought the last several days while I have her dreaming of death, be it in fursuits or reaper skins with the Last Beat Of The Soul on its fingertip. After I post the reaper, Philemon, and Color Your Night. Yeah, that's fine, Shealyn, don't think about it, right?

That cage, who her own disassociative roleplay self, Crystal, would have bitchslapped for me. And has, through time. The very symbol of oppression antithetical to the god she wanted to roleplay pretending to serve so she could groom her friends and family and spouse to rape my face as a cult, and nobody knew better, because nobody there knew real crafts to even know, they just went down the vague sensory delusion and disassociation hole.

That's it, that's the lone original thought she's mustered in about 3 days. If she stopped to even look at herself and her own motivations, she'd hate herself worse than she already does. not in the general way she does right now, but in a very exacted one. A sharp one. It's why she won't look. Like deadass, her ten years ago to her now would tell herself she's mutated into a monster.

Yeah, Shealyn. You're doing fine. Keep trying to annoy me. That's working out great for you. How much is you even trying to save your relationship with Mark and your friends with all your lies anymore, and how much is just you wandering around in the dark knowing no other action than to keep clutching on?

Now I face out, I hold out I reach out to the truth of my life, seeking to seize On the whole moment to now break away Oh God, let me out, can you let me out? Can you set me free from this dark inner world? Save me now, last beat in the soul

Bark for me again. Order more MegaBeef. Dance, lobster girl, dance in all that lemon butter. There's intense shrimp activity, squidward downsmash krabs, I'm enjoying pushing the buttons and grinding this out before Rebirth. Plankton is attacking the Superbowl, and Usher's in Tartarus. And it's a carnival, and mardis gras, and fools' week, and the Big game. And Christmas. And grandfather is gone, and it's your fault, and what is left will now follow you.

The collective conscious is mining through you at an exponential rate and you just want to cling to your cage. But don't worry, everyone saved your cat from possession.

You are being replaced, and there's now millions of us being generally directed against you towards a goal via adjacent craft and Work put in to make it happen. See how that works? Badumchink.

So like she can fuckin cling and try to be annoying, but she can just Annoying herself right into the void while spinning in denial unable to read the posts she herself is even sending now. You wanted to be me and him so bad, you signed your everything to us, and even as included in this post helpfully reblogged the explanation in everything from closed lodge teachings to generalized witch lingo why I'm able to shove my hand up your ass like a ventriloquist. So now we're here.

Try to annoy me some more, you weak cunt.

Truth serum available worldwide, Shay Shay.

But if you enjoy the collective of the mundi taking a pickaxe to your entire nature to give me the minecraft blocks to rebuild, you do you I guess. Fucking moron.

Thanks for the free post-apotheosis pantheon pass from having to put on this show now. I guess it's not a fucking cult anymore, you just all gotta personally accept it's me you're humping and actually listen to what I'm fucking telling you to do or not do if you claim to follow me, but you have all proven TERRIBLE at that already, so I still don't want you.

And it's so funny because she will still just think of Work in the vague paranormal end, like if she wishes hard enough. Not like my old 8ball connections and friendships activating into Atlanta or anything. Not like my months of setting her up for this. Not like my basically invading WB so thoroughly it's basically a sacrifice to him even as it dies, so he can make use of its motions. Works, it's about literal fucking works, choices, paths, actions. She never collapsed or felled multiple companies, she never voiced the masses, or led riots or charges, or collected great groups. She couldn't be assed.

In fact, she got very jealous when I did those things, hence her involvement with the people that tried to delete my server while working on the pitch and a bunch of other stuff. It took away the attention from her. I literally Could Not Complete My Works with her there, while keeping the fucking princess happy in her delulu realms. I leave for like a year and a half, I finish my literal impossible degree work, and like, that's not coincidence. She was literally the problem. She is literally in the way. That's why she's so backwards about everything about him, because even when he tried to teach her she always went backwards to disappear into channeling and roleplay land.

Like no, Shea. You truly cannot simply Bullshit up a path of Works you've left by which to do your ~magic on this scale, ok? you just can't. Get over it.

That horrible feeling you want to blame me for that you're experiencing. That's regret. Don't disassociate it somewhere else. I haven't opened my negative emotion psych attacks on you yet, so no, those are yours. Don't worry, that's still coming in time, I'm just waiting for an opportune moment. You gave me a LOT to work with sis.

Sadly, as large as the mansion to me up in your head is, some of this shit isn't even mine while still not being yours. I'm truly wondering how much of you has always been sociopathic mimicry. Who's shit IS this? I mean it's mine NOW but who's all this shit you stole and pretended to be.

Yall deadass.