#new people event

[project-bluebird-au]

INFO

Welcome to the Project Bluebird AU ask blog thing. It’s pretty much a QSMP AU based on the Project Bluebird Theory but with some additions (Like added characters). Some of the characters in this AU have all been aged down to kids.

This will most definitely not become cannon and I will be very shocked if it does. This AU heavily relies on headcanons (Like Jaiden and some other characters having wings, etc).

I originally wanted to make this blog for a comic series and then when it finished it would become an ask blog but I decided to make it an ask blog that might have some comic pages mixed into it instead.

CHARACTERS

This is pretty much the list of characters you can ask and some info about them in the AU. The info parts may be updated when I thing of more information for the characters.

Jaiden

She has blue wings.

Signature: -J

Baghera

She has yellow wings

Signature: -BG

Quackity

He has yellow wings.

Signature: -Q

ElQuacity

In this AU he’s just called El. The Quackity part of his name doesn’t exist. Looks exactly like Quackity

Ph1lza/Phil

Referred to as Phil by the characters. He has black crow wings. The oldest

Signature: -PZ

Roier

Half-spider thing

Signature: -R

Cellbit

Half-cat thing (idk why people headcanon this but I like it and I want Roier to have a friend besides Quackity Jaiden). Doesn’t like the Serious Cucurucho that much.

Signature: -C

Foolish

Half-shark thing. Has to live in the water for the time being since the federation hasn’t found a way for him to breath on land right now. There are a lot of glass walls with water inside so Foolish is still able to go to other places in the facility.

Signature: -F

Bad/BadBoy(BadBoyHalo)

Some characters call him Bad while others call him BadBoy. He has three modes he can use. Ghost mode, Shadow mode, and Smoke mode. He also has a demon appearance with small wings.

Signature: -B

Etoiles

Nobody knows if he’s half turtle or half cucumber.

Signature: -E

Charlie/Slime

Weird slime thing mixed with a demon. Some people call him Slime while others change the name they call him.

Signature: -CS

Ironmouse

A demon. She prefers to be called Mouse. Has small demon wings

Signature: ~IM

Niki

Half-cat thing like Cellbit.

Signature: ~N

Tubbo

Half-bee.

Signature: -TB

Tina

Half-cat half-demon thing.

Signature: -TA

Cucurucho

One of the two Cucuruchos. He usually takes care of Jaiden, Foolish, and Cellbit. This Cucurucho favors Cellbit over the other two (Jaiden as a close second). Has a blue ribbon he wears on his wrist given by Jaiden to separate him from the other Cucurucho. This one is more serious than the other one. Likes bubbles.

Osito Bimbo

One of the other Cucuruchos. He seems a lot more bubbly than the other Cucurucho. Everyone (besides fed people) call this one “Osito Bimbo” to separate him from the other Cucurucho. Wears a purple ribbon on his wrist also given by Jaiden to separate him from the other Cucurucho. Likes bubbles. He doesn’t have a favorite and likes everyone (including the people he doesn’t take care of) equally.

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[Classified]

Rules

Basic DNI criteria, you should know the drill by now everyone has it.

Being rude to the characters is allowed

Tags

OOC: Out-of-character post

In-character: any post in-character

Arcs

This is where the arcs go! It has both normal arcs and mini arcs!

#Jaiden birthday mini arc

Description: It’s Jaiden’s birthday today!! And Mouse wants to set up a surprise party for her!

Status: Complete

Events

This is where events go!

#New People Event

Description: tag will be used every time new people get introduced

(Blog run by @anth4rax)

[sayruq]

[kettlefire]

Prepare for the unexpected. (DPxDC)

Everyone knew about the reign of Pariah Dark. Even those who did not dabble in those realms have heard the tale of the tyrant. A power-hungry man who ruled over the dead with an iron fist.

Following the rise of Pariah Dark, his realm had been effectively cut off from communication. Many mystics and magic users knew better than to open the door of nightmares that could arise if Pariah Dark's reach went further than his own realm.

Except, the universe had plans to bring the realm of the dead back into the cards.

A new opponent, one that had all of Earth's heroes scrambling for options. A being with powers of a god over weather, destruction was on the horizon. A world ending threat.

It's the only reason the Justice League was doing this. In a deep bunker, far from close civilization as a precaution, the heroes looked on with grim expressions.

The world was already being threatened. It would be destroyed regardless of what the league did. So it only made sense to make the last ditch effort. To summon someone strong enough to defeat the threat.

No one wanted to do it. No one wanted to be the one to pull the realm of the dead back to the living. The consequences were untold if this succeeded. If Pariah Dark was freed and defeated the threat, whose to say he won't want control?

That was a problem for later. For the aftermath. For now, the league could only watch on with bated breath as Constantine completely the summon ritual.

They watched on as the shadows in the room seemed to darken and grow. As the sigil sputtered to life with a glow that was growing increasingly brighter. A sudden gust of wind rushed through the room, the temperature began to drop with eaching ticking second.

And then it was all gone.

The room stood perfectly still. Just as it had been moments before. Nothing changed. No giant king standing before them, no sign that the ritual worked.

The room stood deadly still for another beat before the murmurs started. The team trying to make sense of the situation, figure out what went wrong.

Constantine swore up and down that this was the correct ritual, taking offense that they would even think the problem was on his end. It only made it better when it finally happened.

A loud sound ripped through the room, pulling everyone's attention back to the summoning circle. Just in time to see a tear appear in the space above the circle.

A thin tear that ran the length of eight feet. The fabric of the dimension seems to curl at the edges, pulling back to reveal a deep glowing swirl of greens. A dark gloved hand reached through, fingers curling around the edge of the tear, stretching it even further.

A portal. The ritual had worked, but there had been a delay. A delay that had every hero nerves on edge. Each team member tensed, weapons at the ready as they watched the being stretch the portal to the right size.

Then, a foot stepped out with a heavy thud. A dark boot that looked otherworldly despite its similarity to mortal clothing. A deep black that seemed never-ending. A second foot quickly followed before a full body emerged from the portal.

Not many people in the room have ever seen Pariah Dark, let alone know what to expect. Based on what Constantine and Zatara had said, this wasn't Pariah Dark.

A man had stepped out of the portal, standing at almost seven feet tall, and built like a brick house. One glance at the glowing white hair, deadly red eyes, and shard teeth was enough to know this being was not to be messed with.

But there was no giant show of armor or royal garbs. There is no large crown at the top of his head or jewelry from the infinite realms laced around his neck.

Instead, the man stood before them in combat boots, worn-in ripped jeans, a graphic t-shirt, and a spiked leather jacket. Despite his almost normal clothing choice, the man's jacket seemed to be a never-ending depth of the dark night sky. If one was to look closely enough, the cosmos could almost be made out in the sea of darkness.

None of that would have prepared them for when the man spoke. His tone sounded more bored than anything as he took a step forward.

"Oh, so now you need the help of the dead." The man had spoken, running a hand through his hair. When Batman took a step forward to speak, the man raised a hand. Immediately commanding silence in the single gesture. "I'm on babysitting duty and have yet to have a cup of coffee. I'll be right back."

Just like that, both the man and portal vanished into thin air. Leaving behind a group of stunned heroes. Not only was the man not Pariah Dark, but he was also supposedly babysitting.

"Did that just-"

The Flash had been the first voice to speak up, his eyes trained on where the man had once stood. Except he had barely made it through the first few words before the man was suddenly back.

The man that now had a child hanging off his shoulders and another teen being held up by his scruff. Unlike the man, these kids looked human.

Too human for Bruce's liking. The dark black hair and bright blue eyes had every heroes eyes flickering to Batman for just the briefest moment.

"This isn't fair! I'm not even the king. Why do I have to be here!" The teenager had been complaining the moment the man had reappeared. Arms crossed tight over his chest and seemingly used to being held dangling. "Besides, who brings kids to a show down! Wait til I tell mom about this."

"Aw, come on, Danny. This is gonna be fun!!" The younger girl seemed in much better spirits than the teen, Danny. She had climbed up the large man, sitting on his shoulders and resting her arms on the mess of glowing hair. "It's like take your kids to work day! Ooo, Dan! Can we fight too!?"

Unlike the two kids, the man looked purely exhausted and annoyed. The man, Dan, dropped Danny like a sack of potatoes as he took a long drink from the travel cup in his hand.

It didn't take a genius to recognize the look of an exhausted parent in Dan's expression. A look many of the league members were well acquainted to. A look that even had Batman grimacing with sympathy.

"Can it, little shits. You two were grounded, remember." Dan had growled at the kids before shifting his focus back on the team of heroes before them. His glowing eyes set in a deadly glare. "Pariah Dark isn't coming, and he never will. He's been dethroned and banished. We're the best you've got."

A summoning that started with a group of on edge and scared heroes looking for the ghost king, ended in a way no one expected.

No one was even sure if it made any sense. They weren't sure if they should feel hopeful or in despair.

Because truly, what was a ghostly man with two seemingly human children against a godlike foe with the control over the weather?

The unspoken question of power and ability seemed to vanish following Dan downing the metal travel cup of coffee, and crushing it in his fist.

He tossed it to the side, straighting up his posture as he looked over the heroes. Dan might not be a hero, but he's been playing family for too long.

An almost feral, bloodhungry grin spread across the man's face, sharp fangs on full display. The look made the man suddenly look even less human. He looked closer to a demon from the pits of hell rather than the exhausted parent he looked just a few seconds ago.

"Point me in the direction of this bastard. It's been too long since I let loose and had some fun."

[aestariiwilderness]

[pilloclock]

FREE CONGO 🇨🇩

We have to talk about Congo as well, they are so in need of our awareness that they’re setting themselves on fire because no one cares enough !

[wearenotjustnumbers2]

Even CNN is reporting the truth more now. But if you are held without being charged, you aren’t a prisoner, you’ve been kidnapped and are a HOSTAGE. And human rights organizations have said that the other 50%, who were charged, were mainly charged with throwing rocks, and that even most of that was made up.

For all the pro israel who came to my posts of Palestinian children celebrating their freedom, calling them terrorists and criminals. Israel is an occupation state, they don't need a reason to arrest you as long as you're Palestinian.

[kizzer55555]

Core Gems

So when a ghost becomes injured, they have a last ditch defense where they retreat into their core. And I mean, injured badly where their body is rip apart to the point they can’t hold a solid form anymore. And they basically go into a hibernation state until they are strong enough to form again.

Ellie, Danny, and Dan are all injured in a final battle against the GIW. The organization was destroyed and the ghosts were safe but the halfas ended up being so injured that they reverted to core form and then went to sleep for a bit. When they woke up, they were still weak but at least recovered enough to gain consciousness. And realize…they are in some kind of auction…in the middle of a heist. It appeared that two furries (one in a bat costume and one in a cat costume) were ducking it out. And they…they were a necklace. All three of them had been turned into a necklace with their cores as gems accompanied by sapphires, pearls, and opals. And frankly gorgeous craftsmanship as the metal was crafted around their cores as if to cradle them and the other gems.

Unfortunately, they were too weak to take a form properly, they could still feel the strain on their bodies. But at least they could still communicate through their auras. Then the cat lady punched a hole in the glass container surrounding them and grabbed their necklace.

However, the bat grabbed the other end and it resulted in a sort of tug-a-war. Meanwhile, Danny, Ellie, and Dan were having a back and form commentary on the situation and what they should do. Completely unheard by the other party.

In the corner of their eye, the three halfas finally noticed a third contender. Some kind of clown who was…hold on…holding a gun?! And it was pointed straight at the two fighting furies who had yet to notice him. The ghosts’ protective instincts went into overdrive and they frantically tried to shout, yell, move. Just do something to warn the two but their cries fell on deaf ears. All they succeeded in doing was faintly glow which immediatly caught the attention of the fighting duo. The two turned to look at the strange necklace but right at that moment, the clown fired and a gunshot rang throughout the auction room. Having no other options, Danny and the others poured every ounce of ectoplasm they had to try and phaseshift, making the two furries intangible as the bullets passed right through them, but in their shock, the two jumped away in opposite directions and accidentally ripped the necklace apart. Gems and pearls went flying and the three cores bounced along the ground.

Luckily, the two finally noticed the clown and went to deal with him and his minions who had appeared. Seemingly putting their fight on hold and forming a temporary truce. The three halfas could only watch as the battle finally wound down, ending with the cops barging into the place and arresting the clown and his grunts, the cat managing to escape with half the scattered gems and pearls from the broken necklace along with a few other jewelry pieces (none of their cores though) and the bat leaving through a skylight.

The auction continued and in the end, despite being broken, their necklace seemed to have caught someone’s interest. A man named Bruce Wayne bought up every piece of the shattered jewelry wear. The auctioneers appeared relived that the item managed to sell in the end and gratefully gave it to him.

Bruce had no idea what happened at the auction, but he could have sworn that some of the gems faintly glowed right before he and Selina were shot. If the necklace was some sort of magical item, then he needed to understand exactly what has been brought to Gotham. It was unfortunate that Selena had taken some parts of the necklace but he utilized his vast wealth to make sure all the other parts ended in his possession. Now he would take them back to the mansion for examination.

[aregebidan]

i love you goncharov mythos, i love you innate human urge to make things up, i love you tumblr blorbos created By tumblr, i love you meta insight into current internet attitudes toward character archetypes that's inherent to this process of creation, i love you opportunity of witnessing yet another major event for very online people, and most of all i love you katya

[folklorespring]

Before and after russian captivity.

[halorvic]

[chronurgy]

Gortash designs and builds mechanisms so I imagine he has to be able to sketch fairly decently in order to sketch his projects and designs. And I'm imagining a pile of charcoal sketches of Durge, done over their entire acquaintance, starting out with sketches of them in battle and then slowly becoming more detailed and intimate and as they do, the titles changing from things like "The Bhaalspawn" and "Bhaal's Chosen at Their Bloody Work" to "The Chosen in Contemplation" and finally just Durge's name

[project-bluebird-au]

“Hey, I don’t even think I introduced you guys to my brother yet” -Q

“WAIT YOU HAVE A BROTHER!?” -B

“Yeah?” -Q

“WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL US!?” -B

Bad starts hitting Quackity

“CHILL BAD ITS NOT THAT BIG OF A DEAL!” -Q

“I JUST FORGOT TO TELL YOU” -Q

“THAT ISN’T THE TYPE OF THING YOU FORGET TO TELL SOMEONE!” -B

Bad keeps hitting Quackity

“ALRIGHT! I GET IT! I’LL GET HIM!”

Quackity runs off

[maythearo]

I hope you all know that twisted wonderland is in fact, disney owned and yall should not be spending money on it rn

[monotonouscigarette]

as a swede it felt like i direct punch to the face to open tumblr and see fucking gävlebocken trending what

[ryllen]

x

[sscarletvenus]

and if you did not know : THE RAPID SUPPORT FORCES (RSF) SET FIRE TO ENTIRE VILLAGES IN THE EL-FASHIR AREA OF DARFUR, SUDAN. THOUSANDS HAVE BECOME REFUGEES IN THEIR OWN COUNTRY. 100+ INNOCENT LIVES BUTCHERED IN ONE VILLAGE.

COUNTLESS BURIED ALIVE ALONG WITH THEIR FAMILIES. THE INJURED AND STARVING FORCED TO BURY THEMSELVES ALIVE.

ALSO THE WAD NORA VILLAGE IN AL GEZIRA. VILLAGERS RESISTED THE INVASION OF RSF MILITIA, WHO THEN RESPONDED BY SHELLING THEIR HOMES WITH HEAVY WEAPONRY. DEATH TOLL EXPECTED TO BE IN HUNDREDS.

150,000 Sudanese people killed after nearly fourteen months of continuous genocidal aggression and war. two and a half million projected to die by september as a result of manufactured famine. rage and resist on behalf of Sudan! RAISE YOUR VOICE. YOUR VOICE MATTERS. SPREAD AWARENESS AND DONATE TO FAMILIES TRYING TO ESCAPE.