#gumbo machine

[sharivers92]

I'm playing ultra mission indie game on atari vcs 800 i want to share this new video i made 

[vita-player]

Game Review: Ultra Mission (PS Vita)

As the Vita came to the end of its commercial lifecycle, Sony Interactive Entertainment made one final mistake that angered many loyal developers. Giving little notice, they announced that submissions of new Vita games was going to end giving developers a limited amount of time to finish and release their games. It lead to many projects being abandoned completely, and just a handful making it in…

[radiofreederry]

Hey all!

So, as many of you know, I began livestreaming this year. I hope to continue doing this, and I also have plans to expand into video content creation on the subject of left-wing history and theory, based on the positive reception to my birthday posts, beginning with videos on Eugene Debs, the Industrial Workers of the World, and the American socialist movement of the early 20th century.

However, it's become apparent that my current hardware is not equipped for these purposes. I'm working off an older Asus laptop, which is fine for web browsing and some creative work, but has proven inadequate for my purposes. As those of you who've been on my streams know, I suffer at least one crash every stream, and I've had to make compromises with my setup to mitigate the issue. High-level video editing of the type I'm hoping to do is also not possible on my current machine.

I want to make an upgrade, but with current and upcoming expenses, including changing jobs, saving for a new apartment and vehicle, and the costs that will come with bringing my dog Gumbo to live with me, I'll need help in order to make that upgrade on a timely schedule. I've done my research and have identified a couple of laptops which will suit my purposes, all of which cost somewhere in the range of $2000 or less. I'm hoping to raise money in order to purchase one and use that to produce the content which I've been wanting to make for you all.

My birthday is coming up in a month on September 7, so if you would like to make a donation to fund this effort, you can consider it a birthday gift if you like. If you include your URL in a subject line, I'll send you a thank you message on here, as well as read out a thank you message on stream or in a video.

Please note that this is not a fundraiser to enrich me personally, but an effort to invest in an ability to make content which I'd like to put out. As such, if costs for the equipment exceed the $2000 I'm seeking to raise, I will be footing the rest of the bill myself. In addition, any additional funds leftover will be donated to the Palestinian Children's Relief Fund, which helps to provide free medical care to children in need in the Middle East. I will keep none of the money for myself.

My CashApp is listed above. If you would prefer to contribute via Venmo or PayPal, please contact me via DM and I'll send you my information on those platforms.

Thank you all very much in advance, I'm both grateful and humbled by your continued support.

0/2000

[journalsouppe]

UNWOUND FUTURE RAAHHHHHHHH!!! What an AMAZING trilogy conclusion with such a perfect setup for future sequels. I cannot recommend playing Professor Layton enough.

All of the Professor Layton stickers are from @jordydrawsmerch which can be found here and here. Every other sticker is from Daiso!

All the writing is typed below!

Rating: 9.3 Played: Fa 2023 Port: HD mobile (iPad) Favorite? Y Replayable? Y Recommend? Y

Comments:

the way the PM walked T^T

LMFAO STACHENSCARFEN

Layton’s about to be beat up bc of his top hat (skull emoji)

Getting major DGS 2-3 vibes

FAMILY GOON

An arc arcade? You’re speaking my language

I LOVE THE BLOCK HAT PUZZLE PIECES SPELLING LAYTON IN JAPANESE!!!

FLORA STICKER

BABY LAYTON BLUSHING IM SCREAMING

I really love the picture book and its music

THE DEVIL IN THE TOP HAT NOO

Luke always takes the opportunity to roast the Laytonmobile (skull emoji)

THEYRE JUST SHOOTING AT EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING

THE ORIGINS OF LAYTONS HAT IM GONNA CRY T^T

I love that bi Luke has his own puzzle solving sequence

Where the fuck did you take us future Luke

The battle of wits was so fun omg

I cant get over evil Layton

BIG LUKE AND LITTLE LUKE

Omg Hershel in the background

Based p. Layton newspaper conversation

LMFAO Hershel trespassing and Luke stressed

The bee???? T^T

FLORA PUZZLE SOLVED SEQUENCE T^T!!!!

GO OFF FLORA!!!!

Ooo pretty Chinese arc

Hershel i swear

Hmmm young sir… who is big Luke?

NOT AVOGADRO

Did all the scientists piss their pants?

I have a lot of questions

Love the design and music of the pagoda

Where tf did Hershel go (skull emoji)

Omg Luke’s a Sherlock fan

I feel like Layton was replaced with evil Layton

I swear Dimitri had a mustache??

THE BARS

WHERE IS FLORA

DON PAOLO LMAO

THE LUKE MOBING SCENE MAKES ME WANT TO CRY

How many secret hideouts are there T_T

NOOO FLORA

The barkeep is v sketch

Chad laytonmobile

I can see how this game inspired dgs

THE KAZUMA AND CLIVE PARALLELS ARE DRIVING ME CRAZY

BEASLY AND PUZZLETTE HOLY SHIT

“That’s funny” :[

Ive been side eyeing some of these designs the past 2 games but yeah bostro’s design is def racist

DON PAOLO TURNIGN EVIL BC OF CLAIRE LOVING HERSHEL LMAO T-T and the running into the river omfg

Working with don paolo has been fun

I DIDNT THINK LAYTON WOULD ACTUALLY CUT THE ROPE

Where did Layton learn all this about Clive??

Summary:

WHAT A PHENOMENAL GAME!!! Truly what a great “conclusion” to the main trilogy. You learn so much about Layton, Luke, flora, and many other characters like don paolo. The ending reveal of Clive was CRAZY. It really reminded me of movies like howls moving castle/the iron giant. I also just love how complex Clive is. He was driven to violence because of how the government treated him and his family, but he never truly wanted to hurt people. He was without any hope and thought mass destruction would finally bring some change to the government, but he also made sure to include Layton in his plans because he so desperately wanted someone to stop him. It’s tragic and terrorism definitely wasn’t the way to go but at least this is a fictional story and that death machine looked kinda sick Ngl. The story of Layton and Claire was also so tragic yet so healing. Layton could finally take off his hat without feeling grief, you never would’ve known he was hurting that much. I loved Claire, she seemed like such an amazing person and I’m glad Layton wasn’t swayed to try to bring her back, although he did falter when he had to say goodbye again. Although I highly enjoyed the game, I am slightly disappointed there was no actual evil Layton. How fun would a game with evil Layton be omg. The whole game constantly caught me by surprise, even by small scenes like Beasly and PUZZLETTE. I’m still a littel confused about the lab experiments with Gumbo and subject 3, I’m not quire sure why they added that plot (and have no resolution) but I liked Gumbo fine. My favorite coin animal will always be hot dog though. I cannot recommend this series enough, I am having the time of my life. I can also see how DGS was heavily inspired by these games and im so glad about it bc dgs was game changing. I can’t believe there was a 26 year wait in between UF and NWOS but im glad to be a Layton fan :’) so fucking glad!!!!

[haveyoulistenedtothisalbum-poll]

Tracklist:

Carnival of Clockwork • Freak Show • Repairman • Another Cog in the Machine • The Incredible Jelly Donut Juicer • We All Have Fears • Tin Man • The Space Cowboy • Farewell My Old Friend • Miss Sprocket • Run Girl Run • The Gumbo Song • Running out of Steam • Life's a Carnival

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[silver--scar]

INTRODUCING ME

🚫PLEASE HEED WHAT I WRITE BELOW🚫

The Basics

My name is Silver Scar! I use any pronouns and have many floating interests! I sometimes use tone indicators, and I love gaming, art, and talking/hearing about interests!

I AM AN ADULT!

While I do not mind chatting and having fun, making moots and friends here and there, at the end of the day, we are NOT EQUALS if you are a minor. I am a firm believer in keeping proper boundaries in place and making the internet safer for the younger people. Again, I don't mind making friends! But remember that I will not treat you like an adult if you aren't one. It's for the best, even if you hate me for it.

I do my best to be respectful and educated, but I am a bit slow. If I say something wrong, PLEASE HOLD ME ACCOUNTABLE FOR IT AND INFORM ME ON HOW TO DO BETTER! The last thing I want is for people to let it slide or immediately attack me.

My Platforms

Aside from tumblr, I also have other social handles you can visit! The main ones I have are:

Tiktok

Instagram

Twitter

https://x.com/SilverScar360?t=s_Gldynda0uxih9ZIgAWvg&s=09

Twitch

Here, and on all of these other platforms, I AM NOT A SAFE SPACE FOR THE FOLLOWING:

PEDOPHILES

ZOOPHILES

NAZIS/ZIONISTS

RACISTS

HOMO/TRANSPHOBES

PRO/COMSHIPPERS

It will result in an immediate ban. I do not care. I know it's ironic that (currently) I am a South Park fan, but even I do not like the things that occur within the show, regardless of satire or jokes, and I'm tired of people hiding behind this fact or using it as an excuse.

My Interests

I have a few things I enjoy which will all change in the future. So far, this is a few bits of what I'm into:

South Park

Red Dead Redemption 2

Minecraft

Stardew Valley

Dauntless

TheHunter: COTW

Warriors

Call of Duty (Story Mode only)

Percy Jackson and the Olympians

Slime Rancher

Hermitcraft

Gravity Falls

Bonus Bits

ART REQUESTS ARE OPEN

This status will change from time to time!

I love to write short stories in my spare time, but I am no means a good writer.

I have a pet dog! Her name is Missy, and she's a Pitbull/Boston Terrier mix.

I'm a heavy procrastinator, but I'm trying to change it up this year!

I love creating ideas. Even if I suck at it. Whether stories, art, AUs, concepts, I love to explore the "what ifs" in things.

I'm a rambler. I'll talk, dump a bunch of images, or spam a lot about many things big and small. But I also love hearing people ramble! Like, yes! Tell me more about why your oc did this thing or why you think this film is your roman empire! /gen

My online persona is Gumbo from Fortnite. I have stolen him and he is mine. I am literally a monster gumball machine guys, believe me. /j

Lastly, I do commissions! You can ignore this last bit, but if you ever consider supporting, you can look at the examples below!

Anyways thank you for taking the time to read this! I hope to deliver stuff you all will enjoy!

[cinnamochis]

Girl's Night!

Baroness Von BonBon plans a girl's night with her best friends: Cala Maria, Sally Stageplay, and Hilda Berg. What could go wrong? Oneshot.

It was a wonderful summer evening in Sugarland, and Baroness Von BonBon was just finishing up the icing of the ruffles on her dress, humming to herself ever so sweetly.

She just couldn’t wait for her very good girlfriends to arrive, and to give them all a tour of her wonderful home!

Just as expected, in a few moments she heard the doorbell in the great hall of her candy castle, and she giggled and skipped out to host the sweetest, most delectable girl’s night ever! Oh, there would be a tour, and a big dinner, and then movies, and staying up late, and talking all night-!

“MUFFSKY! GUMBO! WHY AREN’T YOU OUT HERE GREETING MY GUESTS?!” Bonbon screeched. 

Bonbon’s attendants Muffsky Chernikov the muffin and Sargent Gumbo Gumball the gumball machine scattered across the hall in a panic. “Sorry, Miss Bonbon! Sorry!”

Muffsky finally heaved the heavy door open for the Baroness, and in walked Hilda Berg and Sally Stageplay. Behind them, Cala Maria was sitting in an enormous rolling bathtub, which was her go-to travel transportation. 

“Sally!” Bonbon squealed, waving her arms and pressing two quick kisses on either side of the older woman’s face. 

“You’re looking splendid, darling,” the actress said, smiling, “It was so nice of you to invite us all here! I notice my dear frienid Rumor didn't get an invitation.”

"Rumor Honeybottoms and I are no longer on speaking terms," Bonbon said with a dramatic sniff. "She's insulted me and written nasty, hurtful things about the delicious processing that goes into my candy too many times!"

Bonbon then went to embrace Hilda, but the zeppelin woman took a step back and gave her a discouraging look. “No thanks.”

“I heard you have quite a feast for us,” Cala said with a glint in her eye, smiling. “I’m famished!” 

“Yes, yes, of course, sweetie!” Bonbon giggled, squeezing Cala’s hand affectionately. She knew how her large friend had a rather large appetite, and enjoyed some of the same exotic cuisine she loved herself! “But first, a grand tour!”

She turned back to her attendants. “MUFFSKY! GUMBO! ROLL MS.MARIA AROUND THE GROUNDS!”

Bonbon then smiled and led her three friends around, first showing them a lovely view of the ice cream mountains just beyond the castle walls, and leading them forward and into the magical land of sugar she ruled over.  Meanwhile, her servants shoved and puffed trying to push Cala’s enormous bathtub to keep up with the group. 

“Why, it’s such a perfect place to live!” remarked Sally, gazing in awe at the forest of chocolate bars and rivers of soda. 

Hilda Berg looked somewhat amused as she tasted a low floating cloud of swirling cotton candy. “Logically it makes no sense,” she tutted. 

“When has anything ever had to make sense?” Bonbon laughed, grabbing a can of whipped cream and pouring it into her mouth. “And the best part is, the dirty little children love this place!”

Cala’s eyes brightened. “Yes, do tell us about the dirty little children.” 

Bonbon’s grin widened. “Oh, I’ll tell you. They come in here, sneaking little things! Hungry for my sweet treats, greedy, eating more and more! And once they’re all nice and plump…”

She stopped mid sentence, spit dripping down her chin and breathing hard.

Hilda and Sally were looking at her with confusion.

Bonbon cleared her throat. “Well, you’ll see for yourselves,” she said cheerfully. “It’s just about time for dinner!” 

Once back inside, Bonbon had her guests seated at a giant ornate table in the dining hall.  Cala’s bathtub was wheeled to one end while Bonbon sat at the head of the table, Hilda and Sally being seated on opposite sides. 

“Dinner should be ready in just a few,” Bonbon said excitedly, “so girls, dish! What’s going on with you all lately? What’s going on in the world? On account I can’t really leave Sugarland and all that, y’know?” She burst into maniacal giggles. "And it's been a few months since we all last hung out, ladies!"

“Same old, same old,” Cala Maria said, looking bored with the conversation and running her fingers through her tentacle hair. “Everyday, sailors come, everyday, sailors die. They stand no chance against the seabeast, Cala Maria.” 

“Haven’t you ever thought about settling down and finding someone?” questioned Sally, to which Cala shuddered with disgust. Sally frowned. “Well, the hubby and me are happy. Working and acting together has been so good for our marriage!”

Hilda scoffed, and Sally turned to her. “Well, what about you?”

Hilda crossed her arms. “I’m content just stargazing and reading my fortunes.” 

Bonbon began to giggle uncontrollably. “Not true! I know for a fact that you have a huge crush on Mr. Goopy Le Grande! The last time we were together you practically told me so yourself!”

Hilda’s entire face went as red as her dress. 

“So have you kissed him yet?” Bonbon teased.

“This is why I don’t hang out with you,” Hilda said, covering her face with embarrassment.  

“Dinner is served, Madame Bonbon,” spoke up Sir Wafflington from behind, and some of the other attendants came out from the kitchen wheeling a large trolley with steaming, covered dishes. 

“I hope you all enjoy what I prepared!” Bonbon said sweetly. “It’s my specialty!” 

“Finally!” Cala shouted, tearing off the lid of the dish, “I’ve been looking forward to some delicious, plump-”

She stopped right there. 

Hilda and Sally uncovered their plates too and looked down to see life-sized sweet treats of what looked like children to be on their plates. Two gigantic child-shaped cookies, one with blue and pink icing, the other with nuts, with frozen looks of horror on their faces.

“You like them?” Bonbon asked. “They’re nice and fresh.” 

Cala was furious. “You told me there would be juicy, plump, dirty, disgusting children to eat! Fresh meat! Alive! Not…this!” she fumed, throwing an enormous pink jellyfilled child donut to the floor. “What is this?! This isn’t food! This is…absolutely horrible! You’re a monster!” 

Bonbon gasped in shock.

“Let me get this straight, these are people?” Sally asked with a quivering voice. 

“They were,” Hilda answered, excusing herself from the table.

Sally fainted dramatically. 

“I thought as my bestie, best friends, you’d all like how much effort I put into all this!” cried Bonbon, her big eyes filling with water. “Well fine! Girl’s night is officially off!” 

“Help me,” whimpered one of the candified children weakly. 

Bonbon clapped her hands and made a high, piercing whistle. “Whippet! Whippet!!” 

There was a thunderous shaking, and suddenly the castle itself began to shake and groan. The candy castle was alive, and suddenly gigantic peppermint swirl arms crashed through the sugar crystal ceiling and descended down upon the group.

“That’s a good Whippy-poo,” praised Bonbon, stroking the arm of the horrible castle monster. She then pointed at her friends. “Will you show mumsy’s guests out, please?” 

“Your cupcake poodle is no match for the Cala Maria!” Cala growled, her eyes turning to slits and her tentacles forming into vicious snakes.  One of the giant arms launched at her and grabbed her from her bathtub, wrestling with her for a moment, before flinging her through the shattered ceiling and out of sight with a yell.

The castle made a victorious roaring sound.

“Who’s next?” squeaked Bonbon happily. 

“I’m good,” said Hilda flatly, snapping her fingers. A soft white cloud appeared at her feet, and she promptly used it to float herself up and out of there, and as far from Sugarland as she could get. 

“H-uhhh?” Quietly, Sally stirred, coming back to consciousness. The first thing she saw were the giant arms reaching out for her.

Sally fainted again.

“Well, I’ll say it went better than last time,” Bonbon sighed, tucking into her own plate and enjoying the delicious dinner she’d made for herself.

It would be a few weeks before she invited them over again, but one of these days they’d get girl’s night just right!

[nickmakura]

Adult Scooby-Doo TV Show Pitch

So, the idea with my theoretical Adult Swim Scooby-Doo TV Show is to avoid any inclination this is a reimagining. I'm envisioning this is as being a sort of continuation of the concepts and story present in Zombie Island, Witch's Ghost, and Alien Invaders. But, attempting to keep up the original episodic format of "Where Are You?" and breaking some limits of what you can put these characters through.

Part of the reason "Zombie Island" works, is because these are the same characters we grew up with. But they're a little older now too. They all have jobs, they're long past high-school, they have adult expectations. But for the most part, Hanna-Barbera doesn't change anything about Mystery Inc's personality, and instead drops them into a scenario that is dark and gritty. Which makes it far more terrifying.

But another reason is Zombie Island keeps the inherent comedy without sacrificing the horror. Good stuff.

So how do you take the concepts of Zombie Island, and transform it into a monster of the week Scooby-Doo show?

Coast to Coast with Scooby-Doo!

Part I: The Plot

After the harrowing experiences dealing with true brushes with the supernatural and the paranormal, Daphne Blake is now more convinced then ever that she needs live footage of a real honest to good ghost. If they can get one on camera, and report it, this will be the find of a century.

Sticking with the original plan, Scoob & The Gang travel across America investigating real folklore and horrors, in hopes of finding something real.

Part II: The Formula

So, Coast to Coast With Scooby-Doo is kind of a mix of genres. But for the most part, I want it to be a Horror Comedy Mystery show, but it's also a road trip show. One of the things I liked about Zombie Island, is that it took place in New Orleans, and introduced us to real New Orleans cuisine. From beignets, to po' boys, crawdads, gumbo and jambalaya. But it also told us about the voodoo scene in New Orleans.

I'm now dead set on heading out to New Orleans sometime just to try the food, and I think that's something that can really help drag Scooby-Doo down to earth. It makes you really want to visit these places, and maybe investigate a haunting while you're there too.

So, here's the setup.

Spooky Cold Open, probably a Murder

Theme Song

Scoob & The Gang ride the mystery machine into town, probably with some sort of banter. Velma brings up where they're going, and Shag is like "Yo man, it's been a minute since we've been out to New York! You guys think Trinidad Golden Palace is still open? Like they had one crazy Shark Sandwich dude!" Then another member of the gang brings up they're actually looking to go to the statue of Liberty, where, by the way, there is ACTUAL rumors of buried treasure and ghosts. This changes depending on local

The gang stumble upon mystery, ask questions, find out gruesome details, meet suspects. Daphne & Fred interview some people.

They film the hauntings as they're happening, and search for clues.

Then, as the episode progresses we figure out whether or not this thing is real or fake. If it's real, the gang have to find a way to take down the monster using ingenuity and what they've found in the episode, or they have to capture the culprit and breakdown the mystery.

Small things, but I feel like having a constant bet between characters whether or not it's real or if it's fake would be something really fun actually. I think the audience would have fun getting in on the question too, and guessing along with the gang.

Part III: The Adult Part

So, this is a show for adults, but the fact it's FOR adults will not override that it IS Scooby-Doo. Which is to say, that it will have murder, swearing, mentions of sex, but it will not go beyond what you expect in terms of tone from Scooby-Doo. It's a fun horror comedy mystery show about 4 friends and their dog who investigate spooky mysteries. You can't change that core premise or you risk it no longer being Scooby-Doo and something else entirely.

So if you need a member of the gang to swear for a scene, you can, but it can't breach too far out of character for the group. Like Fred can say fuck, but he's still the leader Dad type guy who likes Daphne, and likes building absurd rube goldberg type traps. Shaggy can smoke weed, but he's still the goofy moral center of the group. He makes fun sandwiches, he cracks dumb jokes, he's scared of getting stabbed, but he sticks around for his friends. Velma can be a lesbian, but she's still the quirky smart character who loves books and science.

But most importantly you need to make sure it's still abundantly clear to the audience that no matter how much drama or crazy shit they see, Scoob & The Gang are all best friends who love working together.

[nephilimmoretti]

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[thebearme]

MY EENE HEADCANONS

just going to warn you that this is long

EDgar Joseph

6'9 ft

Demi-Romantic

Caucasian

Pisces 23 Y/o 3/2/1985

Film college major (Jobs: Indie horror film maker, Animal caretaker)

FAVORITE FOOD:

Butter toast & Gravy (duh)

VIBE:

Alien Boy - Oliver Tree

Eight Wonder - Lemon Demon

Turn the lights off - TallyHall

- Arts & craft master

- Has a fursona

- Learned what a shower is

- He's still is a lil gross

- Ed changed his name to Ed so he can match with Eddy when he was 6

- Ed real name is: Bob Horace Joseph

- Lemon demon fan

- The one ed to be dating a Kankers (May)

- The oldest ed (he got left-back a year)

- Has yellow teeth becuz he didn't brush his teeth when he was younger

- Has a pet chicken from Rolf but it's at the barn, can't stay at the dorms :(

- Takes care of Rolf's animals ever so often, he loves when he can help

- Thinks of Dee like a mom figure

- Is on better ground with Sarah after BPS and once she realizes how awful their mom was to Ed

- Ed's the only person with yellow skin that because of all the gravy grease he eats

- Drop the violin to play all types of weird instruments instead

- LOVES crytids, FNAF lore and SCP

- Likes going to haunted places for fun

- Ed's drawings are now ten times more disturbing

- Draws on mspaint

- MUST. HAVE. OVERSIZED. SLEEVES!

- Ed is a food stealer

- Ed and Edd bond with the unexplainable wonders of the world (Deep sea creatures)

- Instead of getting a chewy necklace he just buys chew toys for dogs, they're cheaper and cooler

- Uses weird emojis: 🧟‍♂️🦷🧠🪳🌚

- ASD & ADHD

Disability:

* Has a fractured skull

* Brain hurts fr when he thinks hard

* Frequently lost of balance = needs a cane

EDDward (Double dee) Johnson

6'3 ft

Trans-Masc & Bi

(Afro-Vietnamese)

Aquarius 22 Y/o 2/10/1986

Psychology major / Science engineering minor (Jobs: none, scholarships & grants are paying the tuition)

FAVORITE FOOD:

Tuna fish gumbo

VIBE:

The machine - Lemon Demon

American healthcare - Penelope Scott

I threw out love of my dreams - Weezer

Pretty rave girl

- It was hard for Dee to not pick every major

- Double dee got overwhelmed with the college choices he had so he just followed the eds in to Peach Creek's community college

- The OCD got worse when he got older so the eds made a compromise to help clean the dorm often

- Santa believer

- Has a Costco supply of everything

- He likes scene but doesn't tell the eds

- Can't flirt for his life

- Dee Prays everyday that God will forgive the eds sins

- insomniac

- Double dee is trying to find a Scientific explanation for why their tongues are still dyed by the jawbreakers for years now

- Double dee has to braid his hair back before going to bed or else it would be wild in the morning

- Dee is comfortable in his body, doesn't need a bind all the time

- If you don't let Dee to say big words he'll start speaking like a bimbo unironically

- The Light-skin

- Is a ferret

- He got therapy for the 'dodgeball incident'

- Still wears his hat always, even when the eds already know about the scar

- Still passionate about learning but is slowly being a burnt out gifted student

- Even though Eddy tends to distract Dee from studying, if Eddy left college Double dee would have dropped out with him. A least for a gap year(s)

- Dee is a hugger

- Double dee found out that there's a Chemical compound with in shrooms that lessen the psychological symptoms of OCD...

- Dee has shrooms

- Dee is not afraid to be the bitchy friend to make sure the eds don't get themselves into jail

- Willing to kill for Eddy

- A certified forklift driver

- Mothers Ed

- Writes large paragraphs in text and the small amount of emoticons he uses are: =] >:-( :-D

- ASD

Disability:

* Asthma

* Diabetic (genetic, from both parents) Wears a insulin pump

Edwin (EDDY) McGee

5'3 ft

Pans

Puerto Rican (1/2 mother's side)

Italian American (1/2 father's side)

Aries 21 Y/o 3/24/1987

Undeclared major

(Jobs: whatever job he has that week)

FAVORITE FOOD:

Crafts mac n cheese

VIBE:

Soft Fuzzy Man - Lemon Demon

What's New Pussycat - Tom Jones

Lyin' Awake - Steam Powered Giraffe

Cuphead Rap - JT Music

- Eddy frankly doesn't know how he graduated high school

- Eddy loves old stuff (music, clothes, technology)

- Eddy likes underrated/unappreciated historical figures

- He can still be erratic sometimes and still haves trust issues

- Eddy does his nails

- Once he stopped wearing his brother's clothes he started finding his own style

- He is a FASHION KING, never seen in the same clothes often

- Drag queen

- Still doesn't understand personal space or the difference from complements and flirting

- Still a big sap

- Constantly sleeps in Dee bedroom instead of his own

- Insecure with his curly hair so he gel's it most of the time

- HE'S A BINGUS CAT

- Weed smoker

- Once had the eds do a breaking bad

- Surprisingly nice legs

- Insomniac

- Eddy tends to have depressive episodes

- Occasionally goes to therapy, but keeps making light of his issues or dodging them completely

- Writes his name on his food so Ed won't steal it (It doesn't work)

- Was a Premature baby

- Eddy is actually really smart and can make things, he just doesn't have the foresight or the motivation

- Eddy has a pet mouse

- He's flexible and can do acrobatics

- Eddy is still a little narcissistic

- ADHD

Disability:

* Has a stiff right wrist (has a wrist brace that he doesn't wear, prefers to just use he's left hand)

[snapthistiger]

exercise 01082024

bike ride to the gym / raining

8 x 10 incline sit ups

3 x 10 pec machine

3 x 10 lat raise

3 x 10 low row

30 minutes on the step mill

3 x 10 cable row

3 x 10 cable press

the gym workers received Hershey kisses

visited my Mom after the gym. she was awake and we had a good visit. my Mom finished the Jerry Lee Lewis biography. the next book i have for her is about Lyndon Johnson and his wife Lady Bird Johnson. the sitter was cooking a chicken and sausage gumbo.

schools dismissed before noon today due to severe weather

top left = vape devices in the gym parking lot. i put them in the garbage

bottom = Gerbera daisy at my Mom's

me and Peanut and Annabelle staying close to home this afternoon with the severe weather

hope you have a peaceful afternoon and evening..

[ketchup112]

Doodle one a friend on Deviant called Miss Top Hat, or at least her character. Has a habit of nosebleeds. And way she told String. The story made me think that she has continued. Nose bleeds, which that's a thing sometimes that happens with some people. And my mind. That I want to make her feel better by hugging her and not letting go. I'm OK. If she's OK and things are alright.

Now there's a machine who is specialized with techno organics. For this little. Five Nights at Freddy's Universe Thing in my head. And you had to get special engineers who, strangely enough, act like doctors and artists. And my friend Jack. Is an artist and she made herself an animatronic called Blood Moon, which I keep on mistaking calling her Red Moon. I am not the brightest person in the world. So yes. So the casually the machine was. Bit them out so they can fix small details.

There's a small ritual after their newly built and they're up and running. That the winter or the artist who made them get to scream out happy birthday to them. And have a small ceremony of them being alive. Because counting how you built them. That they can be in different stages of life. So, Jack does scream out happy birthday to Blood Moon. And she's just a bit confused.

Miss TopHat is gaining a hug by. Mama, Kiwi and gain slobbered, kissed by Sakini. She liked it. She liked the picture and made her day, by the way.

A picture of me with my cat.Matchsticks who's a very sweet Kitty and she chills out on.My back of my neck.And my shoulders as a comfort tool.And the last picture is just random coloring of.

Match sticks his personality like. Green means neutral, blue means comfort and orange means I do not like you. Get away from me. Or she's hungry. The colors will change on how she's feeling during the time. And you just have to read her body language, not just her color.

Too long, didn't read, just enjoyed the doodles, OK? And. If you're curious to read them one at a time, because it's just. Gumbo. That's all I'm going to say, Gumbo.

[practically-an-x-man]

your OCs have been invited to a picnic! what do they bring?

Oooh, good question! Thank you!

Rae: Brings Scotch eggs, and on a whim picks up a case of Irn Bru too (she's willing to bet none of the others have tried it, it'll be a fun experiment)

Robin: Brings cutlery, napkins, trash bags, etc. since she's willing to bet none of the others thought of that part (she's right)

Madison: Brings a collection of baked goods she made earlier that morning.

Ophelia: Brings a machine she designed that folds out into a portable grill, and sets herself up as the designated hot dogs n' hamburgers cook.

Jasper: Brings their iPod and a speaker so they can have music at the picnic! Also thought about bringing a pot of gumbo, but wasn't sure how well they'd be able to keep it warm on the way there.

Quinn: Brings the alcohol, of course! She's got a cooler full of ice and cold beer ready to go (okay, she tossed some sodas in there too, since Rae and Katherine don't drink)

Kestrel: Various desserts and treats, some they made themself and others provided by the fairies and brownies. They also pick the location, a quiet clearing on one of the gentler corners of Fablehaven.

Katherine: Brings homemade cornbread, fried okra, and other Southern staples.

Eris: Brings Rick (Rick brings a platter of vegetables and dip from the grocery store, it felt weird not to bring anything)

Nikoletta: Doesn't really want to go, but decides she's going to force herself to be social for a little while anyway. Throws together a fruit salad - no, the fruits haven't rotted, everything's fine, she bought them this morning, she just didn't wear gloves when she was cutting them up.

[amostdelectablescribbler]

All my transdimensional characters: (list incomplete)

1) Doctor DeAngelis:

Giant machine, a la AM, covered by robes, barely humanoid, no arms or legs, just long metal scythes and knives, plague mask for a face, lots of cool red eye LEDs. is a doctor, so doesn’t fight much, but is very competent

2) Gumbo Slice:

Big buff fat black man in green cargo shorts and army boots/wellies. That all he wears, except an apron sometimes. Deeeep, rich, buttery-smooth voice. Likes pizza, gumbo, adventuring and wrestling animals. Fights with wrestling, sumo and sambo.

What i intend to do with them:

Short origin story about Gumbo Slice trying to create a pizza-flavoured gumbo/gumbo-flavoured pizza, and learning to be happy with what you have and fall in love with the gator-wrestlin’, pizza-chowin’, gumbo-bubblin’ adventure-havin’ journey. Meantime, his friend Dr DeAngelis turns himself into a robot to avoid dying and better help people at his own expense, learning to accept what he sees in the mirror is not the same as what he saw and will see, and to love himself, as he prioritises others for himself.

[nobylite]

relationship status: stuck in the time loop

favorite color: that color right between cyan and lilac

favorite food: hmm. assuming were not talking about desserts (or the beef gyoza i had that one time) im gonna have to go with a classic chicken and sausage gumbo

song stuck in my head: rabbit heart (florence + the machine)

last thing looked up: sign of the scales

time: 11:35 (pm) (hey good job dipshit you spent like 30 minutes thinking about the something i want part and now its 12:11 am)

dream trip: probably never going to happen considering the russo-ukraine war and the fact that by the time it ends the city's deterioration will make the area dangerous, but i guess thats why they call it a dream trip. anyways would love to see pripyat

something i want: like... personally or broadly? in the broadest sense i would want the end of human suffering. but thats also a fairly standard answer that doesnt offer much personal insight so if humanitarian stuff is off limits... idk, for my biology test on monday to not kick my ass? more consistent motivation? super paper mario sequel?

tagged by: @overstays

tagging: whoever wants to honestly. free for all

[fearofahumanplanet]

Concrete Riven Excerpt (10/13/2022)

This is a little excerpt of my WIP Predator: Concrete Riven, a long-fic set in Skid Row, Los Angeles, following an Irish mob enforcer, a homeless war veteran, and the Bad Blood that stalks them. You can read more about it here!

CW: Gore, neo-Nazis again (but this time they're dying brutally :D)

Excerpt Word Count: 764

Overall Word Count: 4,586

Y'all ever watch the Predator films and think "these are great, but I wish I got to see a Predator murder a bunch of Nazis?" Merry fucking Christmas, besties.

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The flickering phantom fires off some sort of net into the man’s gut, a net that fires off like a shotgun blast. The man hits the ceiling and doesn’t come back down, his binding hooking into the plaster. It would be one thing if it just held him there, but it doesn’t – it contracts and shrinks in size, links spitting heat, and all Clío can do is hear him scream as the net shreds him into dozens of sizzling, gumbo-sized chunks.

Boiling blood rains upon the last hapless survivors, and the predator stands, a growl that rises from the throat meeting the humored clicking beneath the mask.

Almost as if it’s daring them to attack.

There’s three left alive, and the phantom lets them make the first move.

Two of them pull out guns, and the predator ducks under the first shot, the shimmer swimming downwards as something unseen opens with a click. Before the second thug can even make his shot, some sort of spear materializes and plunges through is gut, throwing him across the room and pinning him to a wall. The third, left without options, tears a small television from the dresser and moves in to attack.

The predator flickers here and back, like a stop-motion monster, and when the man brings the television down for one crushing blow, the thing kicks him away. The television flies into the air and the creature catches the tumbling grey box with ease, spinning on its heel and bringing the screen to a shattering stop against the armed fascist’s head. His head disappears within the machine, his screams contained like a rat in a cage.

Clío’s bloody, sweating hands drop the damn knife, and as the predator approaches its stumbling, blinded prey, she desperately moves to reclaim it, the rope binding her hands connected by bare sinews. Just a little more…

The predator picks up a fallen machete from the ground, finally appearing into horrific sight once more as it spins the blade in its hand. The man behind it is recovering, but he’s certainly not going to be fast. The machete flies, slicing the blinded skinhead in half, and in a movement that almost seems faster than light, the predator snatches his flailing intestine and throws him behind it like a ball on a chain.

The last of the fighters stands just as his disemboweled friend slams into his face, sending both of them tumbling out the window. Clío hears one last howl cut off like a program losing its signal, the cold winter wind finding its way through shattered, sanguine-soaked glass.

Clío tugs at her restraints, hacking away at the last of her bindings with the knife, her heart pounding as the blood all rushes to her goddamn head. One of her legs is prickling with pins and needles, falling asleep with how long she’s been upturned.

The man speared to the wall seems to be the only of her interrogators to still live, tears streaming down his cheeks. He’s trying to pull the spear free of his gut somehow, his hands coated in his own crimson, tiny bits of spittle streaming down his chin. The predator turns to stare him down in what almost seems like annoyance, giving Clío a perfect view of the ugliest motherfucker she’s ever seen.

She would’ve been much happier without it.

The predator raises its left hand, the one unadorned with wristblades, some sort of energy launcher popping out of the wrist panel. She quickly discerns what it’s for when the trail of devastating blue that started off this whole mess lights the room in cyan consuming.

Clío blinks, and when she opens her eyes, the upper half of the crying man is gone, and he’s got no tears left to trail.

That also means she’s alone in the room with the predator.

The ropes are so close… So fucking close…

The predator crouches down, its red eyes falling upon Clío’s struggling form, the Irishman getting more and more desperate. She tries to wriggle away, her hands tugging further from each other as the rope grows weaker.

It watches her, some sort of unseen method to its madness, failing to move, failing to do anything but stare. And then a voice emanates from its peculiar helmet, crawling over her spine like the chill that seizes your teeth when you bite into ice.

It’s her own voice, a replication so perfect that it had to be a machine. “Good first round.”

The ropes tear apart, and Clío kicks the chair out from under her, hitting the floor.