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Small teaser i made for my youtube channel, its for the next video im working on ^^ Itll feature a BFDI 17 esqu character cameos, so thats what these guys are for.
#bfdi#brawl of the objects#bfdia 5b#bfb#tpot#inanimate insanity#burner osc#bfdi mini#object mayhem#one cheesy hfj#liam hfjone#osc art#object show art#object art#bfdi fanart#The nightly manor#sketchpad tn#Sotp sign#pilly burner#nonexisty#party hat boto#notebook object mayhem#cheesy inanimate insanity
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havent made object mayhem fanart in a good while now
(yes i drew them based on 2000s scene drawings)
#shut up cupid#kangel.png#object show#object shows#object show community#osc#object mayhem#om notebook#om tune#notetune#bright colors#<- jic
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Missed a ton of objectober stuff so I mixed two into one for both drawings!
Days 19-22: books,gift, relationship, and birds
Notebook got a nice gift from one of his coworkers.. how sweet of them..
Firework maybe a mischievous critter but she's happy to take Spirit box on a flight with the birds!
#possum's art#possum's ocs#object show community#object oc#object show oc#objectober#objectober 2023#💫stargazing mayhem💫#📓Notebook📓#🎇firework🎇#📻spirit box📻#ALSO FYI NOTEBOOK ISNT PART OF S.G.M HE'S PART OF A DIFFERENT STORY
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object shows be like
> Object Battle Insanity
> started in 2011 by 10-year-old brothers Jimmy and Andy
> animated in Adobe Flash
> royalty free music
> featuring: Notebook, Bubblewrap, Framy, Spoon, Plushy, Soda, Spray Bottle, Lemon and Shoelacey (EVIL, DO NOT GO NEAR)
> little kid voice
> "I hate you Notebook!" "Well I hate you too Bubblewrap!"
> "Hello, and welcome to OBJECT BATTLE INSANITY, where objects will be battling out to win a giant CUBE made of pure, 24 KARAT gold!"
> all the characters want the golden cube because they want money
> challenge is to jump off a building into a pool of water
> Spoon jumps off and lands in a bush and dies because he's stupid
> 20 episodes later
> the number 5832 keeps coming up for some reason
> "Yayyy!!! I won the cube!" -Notebook
> "Hghhh, I hate you!" -Bubblewrap, 2nd place
> 3 months later
> Object Battle Insanity SEASON 2
> all the characters are back, and some new ones too
> the cube is gone for some reason
> the characters' genders are really confusing
> "Hello, and welcome to OBJECT BATTLE INSANITY 2! Where you will be competing to win ANOTHER CUBE?!!??"
> Shoelacey goes insane and starts killing people
> the punishment for being eliminated is being banished to the Valley of Losers for 5832 years
> 6 episodes later
> OBI is cancelled (ends on a cliffhanger)
> Jimmy and Andy go silent
> 5 YEARS LATER
> Object Battle Insanity Season 3: Object Battle Bigger Insanity
> all the characters are back (nobody acknowledges the events of OBI 2)
> much better animation now
> the new host is a psychopath
> "I have TAKEN CONTROL of the show, and now you will be competing for a PLATINUM CUBE!!!"
> everyone wants to get the platinum cube because money
> host tortures the contestants
> TEAM NAMES: "Interesting People", "R.I.D.E.R.S.", "the", and of course "□◇○♡●♧○♡○●" (pronounced "bflurgh")
> Notebook and Bubblewrap have to bond over a shared team
> Shoelacey is missing for some reason
> each new episode takes like 8 billion years to arrive
> the challenge is to climb a mountain, Soda gets to the top but slips on a rock and hits their head and dies
> SODA IS ELIMINATED WITH 5832 VOTES
> "HEY, MY LOYAL FOLLOWERS WILL HEAR ABOUT THIS ONE-" -Soda as they're dragged into the Endless Void (the Valley of Losers was destroyed in OBBI 4 after it was swallowed up by the sun)
> 25 episodes later
> "No, it can't be! Lemon wins the platinum cube!"
> the host runs away with the prize
> cliffhanger
> 2 weeks later
> OBI 2 IS BACK (we just finished season 3)
> ALSO SEASON 4 IS HERE: Object Battle Insanity presents: Ultimate Object Mayhem
> OBI 2 episode 8: WE'RE BACK BABY
> nobody acknowledges the events of OBBI
> the new host is less insane but still weird
> Notebook and Bubblewrap are now in love
> "Hello, and welcome to the ULTIMATE OBJECT MAYHEM, where you will be competing for a DIAMOND SPHERE!!!"
> everyone complains about how a sphere is smaller than a cube
> Lemon is plotting a coup from inside the void to steal the prize
> the challenge is to balance a stack of 5832 planks on your nose for 25 minutes
> Notebook and Bubblewrap form a deep meaningful connection
> meanwhile in OBI2
> Shoelacey tries to kill everyone but luckily she's stopped by the power of friendship
> DOORBELL IS ELIMINATED WITH 89,091 VOTES
> the finale of UOM
> Notebook and Bubblewrap are standing at the top of the mountain, looking up at the brightly lit sky
> emotional cinematic music playing
> "Bubblewrap..."
> "When I came to you, all those years ago..."
> "We thought we were enemies..."
> ...
> Bubblewrap: "I remember it well..."
> Notebook caresses Bubblewrap's cheek and looks into their eyes, shining brightly
> "We were meant to be..."
> in that moment, the prizes don't matter anymore, all that matters is eachother
> zooms out to show their silhouettes in front of the stars as the music picks up
> OBJECT BATTLE INSANITY
> roll credits
> Absolute cinema
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sorry for sending stuff in your inbox again hope ur not tired of it 😭 but i would like to see you draw Notebook from Object Mayhem!!
DONT BE SORRY ITS OK!
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After the Leadership Summit, the leaders were left with more trust issues than anything else. With Kings Hill's initial goal of unity against a common enemy, there may be more division than ever before. Below is how the leaders' meeting went.
[Note: What happened in this meeting is only public knowledge to the leaders and those in attendance of this meeting, unless they discuss it with other parties. All the media knows is there didn't seem to be any hopeful faces coming out of the meeting. So the rest of the world is left with more questions than answers, much like the leaders in the meeting. ]
Rowan never enjoyed these types of meetings, but knew they were necessary, now more than ever. She sat with her notebook, pen and opened the book to the parchment threatening her family. “I’ll break the ice. I can’t be the only person who got one of these at the wedding. I see the original immortalem have chosen not to peacefully exist among us.”
Sebastian felt a sense of relief that the recent events unfolded relatively smoothly. It was a significant challenge to bring everyone together to agree on a singular objective, but perhaps the Immortalem was the one thing they could all seem to unite around. "I also received a message," he replied to Rowan's statement. "I have made the necessary preparations for Kings Hill, but I worry it may not be enough to withstand whatever plans are brewing. Those plans could unleash chaos like we have never seen before." He continued, "I request that we ally in terms of resources, knowledge, and skills to combat these wicked forces."
Skai sat with her baby strapped to her front, soothingly rubbing the sleeping baby’s back. “Gigant-sorry, Rowan is right. They didn’t choose peace. But you propose we share intel and resources. Who’s to say we can trust each other? If anything we need to iron out a contract and consequences if one of us betrays another.”
Markus "They haven't chose peace since they have been back." His brows furrowing together from his seat next to Rowan. "This is a time when we do need to come together. Skai is correct though. We need some sort of contract, I believe that can be solved once we figure out what we should do. These threats we recieved should not be taken lightly."
"Well, I think a good place to start would be with transparent communication," Sebastian said, trying to sound confident while remaining humble. He was the least experienced person in the room and hoped to gain insight into the others' perspectives. "All communications regarding any information that could impact our ability to defend against the Immortalem must be shared openly among all parties. There should be no hidden agendas or secret alliances."
Bear lounged in the extra large desk chair beside his wife, feet kicked up comfortably atop of the conference table before him. When Rowan mentioned her note, the sense of relaxation he exuded shifted, along with his body in the chair. Bear's feet lowered to the floor with a thunk and his large hands replaced the limbs atop of the table instead. "No," He said, blue eyes landing on Rowan. "You weren't."
Subtly, Bear's attention shifted to Skai next to him. More importantly, the sleeping infant strapped to her chest. "Those fuckers threatened m-" He paused, gaze returning back to the profile of Skai's face. "They threatened me." Bear covered. Moments later, at Sebastian's suggestion to ally, the Master of Mayhem made a face. Thankfully, Skai had a rebuttal. "Skai's right. You all like rules and stupid legality." As if that ever truly helped anyone when it came down to it. He paused, a thought coming to him. "This sounds like a job for the witches. Or the King Witch," Jakovan sent Bear a curious look. "If there's anyone who should be elected, I'd suggest Haven's monarch." He began. "They tout neutrality." Hell, it was the exact reason that the realm was created. "For all intents and purposes, they're set to be all of Lume's fail safe." Depending on who asked that is, he mused. He ignored the expression that Bear wore and focused on Evren. "…Well?"
Evren sighed. It wasn't the introduction that she wanted. But it wasn't terrible. "He isn't wrong," She said, meaning Jakovan. "Haven exists so that everyone, no matter the species, has a home and can leave a peaceful life." Evren paused. "Historically, we've not chosen sides. Not during inter-realm warring and subterfuge. And unlike everyone here, we have no official enemy." She reasoned. "As for the King Witch and this supposed contract…" Evren trailed off. "How are we to do this? The contract? Is it only between us leaders? Or realms' as a whole? Does this suspend current animosities between certain realms? How much is needed to know when it comes to immortalem information? It's quite obvious that the network they're working with is vast and fast moving."
Iris shook her head, listening to the back and forth. “We’re getting ahead of ourselves. Our trust in each other is so shitty that we start immediately trying to assign someone to hold us accountable before we even get into the intel on the beings who threatened us or a plan to stop them.” She laughed. “I can’t believe you all have made me publicly agree with Markus.” She bit her cheek to avoid a smile or eye contact with the vampire. “Like he said once we figure things out then we worry about the contract.” She cleared her throat. “So, these people threatened my child. What do we know about them since they know so much about us? Maybe we should start there. First level of trust, we share what we know about the immortalem.”
Hale sent their mother a look, green eyes narrowing when she publicly agreed with Markus. Of all beings. Mother Nature help them all, they mused. "Since Markus is the oldest monarch here." They said, addressing the vampire King directly. "You have to know something. What do you know about the immortalem? Other than they're even older than you are." Hale was unable to not make that dig. "And did they threaten you at all?" Hale paused, eyes falling onto Rowan. "…Did they threaten Scarlett?" They asked, not at all okay with the possibility of their niece falling into the ancient beings focus.
Rowan gave Markus’s arm a squeeze when Hale mentioned him and his age. She spoke first though to since the question directed at her was simpler. “Yes, they threatened the entire Hartwell line. So that includes my babies. Iris is also right. We need to refocus on our common enemy. Honey?” She looked at Markus. “With your extensive research it might be best for you to start us off with the information sharing? Unless someone else wants to start?”
Markus smirked at Hale commenting on his age and sat up in his seat. He waved in Antonia before speaking, “Antonia and I have both done extensive research. We found each other through the common interest and have sense continued digging. As we know these are the original immortalem. There were seals in place to awaken them. One of the final ones being your parent’s death.” He said with a nod to Sebastian. “That opened the door for their offspring to begin emerging as well. Of course most of us know this now.” He shrugged, “what you don’t know is that a coven is behind this. The leader being stripped of his magic has had his hands in many fires. It lead to this.” He placed a comforting hand over Rowan’s and gave her a gentle squeeze, “in our research we were too late to stop all of it and sense then this coven has grown more and more powerful with each day. The immortalem at their side learning the world they have been locked out of for so long.” He looked to Toni who had put in as much time if not her life into this, she deserved the floor and a chance to speak up.
Antonia had attempted to sit there quietly since this wasn't her true scene. She wasn't a leader, but this subject matter was one she knew better than anyone. "Markus attempted to spare me some anonymity with the man who brought this all to light and broke these curses. That man's name is Lawrence Rhys. I know a lot about the immortalem and studied them my entire life because he's my father. That coven Markus mentioned, they're my father's followers. They stick by him right or wrong. They do his magical bidding. He was so dangerous and a loose cannon of sorts, the High Priest," she looked at Jakovan, "stripped him of his magic. Now, he works with the immortalem. He may not control them but wherever his influence is, is a dangerous place to be. Some of you have already been on the negative end of his actions and he had no vendettas with you. So whatever the plan, it needs to account for him. And it needs to account for the fact that somehow he can find your weaknesses and use them against you, or create new ones."
Jakovan shot a quick glance at Wren nearby, his wife's hand on the forearm closest to her. "Lawrence Rhys was a threat to all of Lume. Yes, I was the conduit who stripped him of his powers." As the High Priest, it was his job to enact the will of the ancestors. It was, in fact, what they'd chosen him to do. "While Rhys openly has a problem with me, who he's really upset with is the ancestors." Jakovan paused before he shook his head. "Any other witch, void of magic and unable to use ancestral abilities again would've quit. Left well enough alone. But not Rhys. Antonia's right. He is dangerous and a loose cannon. Do not dismiss or overlook him." The dark witch's tone turned grave. "I can guarantee that he hasn't done the same for you. Or those you care about. Right now, everyone of us and whomever we love are in danger simply because they know us." He waited a moment to continue. "Now, it sounds like all of us, or those closest to us, have been threatened by the original immortalem? Or by Rhys specifically?" Jakovan asked. "Raise your hand if that's true." He instructed, raising his own hand. "And if not you or loved ones directly, is it something you do care about? Would give your life for, if you had to?"
Jacen heaved a quiet sigh, knowing he couldn't just sit quietly now. Now that everyone was going to raise their hands about being threatened and he wouldn't. It would make him look guilty. "I think they want your power or realms. I didn't get a threatening message. I didn't get any message at all. Probably because we're a territory. So there's an underlying current here of them wanting to rule over us. Not with us. Not under us."
Markus raised his own hand at Jakovan's request. His brow raising at Jacen and giving a nod, "They want revenge. When they were locked away it was our ancestors, that locked them away. They want their control back. They want Lume back."
Wren knew what was coming. She knew they were going to suggest violent ways to resolve this. "Then how do we resolve this in a way that we have the least amount of casualties? It's easy to suggest war as we sit up high and watch, but I think we need to be smart. Like our ancestors. Except their curses required sacrifices, and I will tell you all right now, Jakovan Petrov will be no one's sacrifice. So our solutions need to be smarter than those that came before us.
Sebastian presented a different perspective. "Toni, could it be that the Immortalem isn’t attacking out of malice or personal revenge, but rather to protect something greater? While it seems like we are at risk, maybe we aren’t the true targets. Or was your father genuinely just seeking power? If that's the case, is there something we could offer to help restore balance?"
Antonia shrugged. "I don't necessarily have a line of communication with the Originals, but I wouldn't leave it at something bigger. Their existence was kept from us by those who came before us. They restricted them. Bound them. They were like living statues with no concept of what was happening in the world. It would beg the forethought that maybe there is some malice involved. Maybe it's not you by name, but maybe they want revenge and we're just the ones they have left to take it out on." But if he wanted to play devil's advocate, they could. "Or maybe, they are playing the game of threatening us before we, out of fear, harm them?" When he asked about her father, her eyes slid to Jakovan. "It's simple. Give him Jakovan and I'm sure he'll leave the rest of you alone. Not that I'm bartering, but his life long agenda is to kill Jakovan."
Wren stood, chair squeaking as she did. Her fingers ignited with sparks from electrokinesis. It was an ability she couldn't control as well as she wanted to but the mere mention activated the ability. She kept her hands at her sides, trying to quell the anger rising within her. "Before any of you think of agreeing to that asinine plan, I suggest you find another plan. You're wondering what they want? Ask them. Get a plan together to ask them what they want. Turn them on Lawrence, rather than trying to barter with a monster." Wren saw Antonia hold her hands up. Wren's own hands stopped flickering with electricity.
"I'm just answering the question not suggesting anything with certainty," Antonia said. "You all make the calls. That's above my paygrade."
Iris chimed in just as Wren sat. "I kind of like the turn them on Lawrence plan. Get him out of the way then we deal with them? Plus I have a bone to pick with that bastard. So I would love a piece of retribution on him."
Markus smirked, “I think turning them on Lawrence would be the best option. The issue is, getting in to do that.” He shrugged looking at the other leaders, “we have options to get inside and try to turn the tables but at the same time, we know it could be dangerous to send anyone in to this alone and they will more than likely essentially have to be alone.”
Rowan agreed with the plan but there were a couple tweaks she could assist with. "I don't think they have to be alone. What if we did this in parts. As a team, so no one takes the burden of any one thing? Antonia could maybe talk to her father, but take backup? That way we have insight on what he's doing." She knew Markus was going to hate this next part because it involved his sister. "I'm not going to out anyone as immortalem, but I do know a person. Maybe, we could use that connection and that person could work on an in with Sebastian?" Rowan moved past it quickly. "There are three originals plus Lawrence. Two of them would be squared away with that plan. Maybe Jakovan and I could work on protections and plans for if we could get a meeting? To make it safe. Iris and Bear could work on defense plans and containment if needed. They would also have to work with me and Jakovan. Skai and Markus could over see the plan? Make sure everyone's pulling their weight. But that leaves two immortalem to deal with?"
Alden spoke up from his place. "I have an in with one of them. Maybe me, Jacen and Evren could work on that front? I have contacts from my time as a spy. I know last known sightings of at least one of them."
Damien finally spoke. "That leaves one immortalem left. I can see if Kaan would be willing to help. That leaves me, Kaan and Mom." He looked at Wren who nodded. "I think we should all take different approaches and stagger this. But Markus and Skai could help with timing. So they aren't suspicious. But it's a solid plan from my standpoint. What does everyone else think?"
Sebastian nodded in agreement with the plan slowly formulating, spoke once more. "Seeing as I was a catalyst to their resurgence, I am more than willing to assist wherever it may be best." The thought of putting himself up as a potential pawn did not phase the King at all. If it weren't for him, perhaps they would not be in this predicament and have more time to mitigate the threat."What potential timeline do we think this could be achievable?"
Hale blinked. "Wait." The nymph heir glanced around the table. "We're missing something here." They paused, eyes landing on Rowan. "Hey, Your Highness. What am I? Thin air?" Hale asked her, rhetorically. "Am I not here?" They wondered aloud. "Aren't you missing someone on that list?"
Jakovan's hand wrapped snug around Wren's as they sat beside each other, his other arm wrapped around her shoulders. "Hale," He chided, blue eyes narrowing slightly as his tone hardened. "I don't think Rowan meant it like that. You and Robin are expecting. Next month, right? Perhaps, we don't want to incur Iris's ire about you or for putting you in any unnecessary danger. You're the Forest's heir, after all." He replied, head nodding in Rowan's direction afterwards. "And I think Rowan, Alden, and Damien's plans are good. Solid."
He paused before answering Sebastian's question. "Timeline? It won't happen overnight. First, we're unaware of where the original immortalems are located, aside from the one Alden has an in with. And we don't even know if he knows where that one is anymore. Second, we have to talk to them. Try to build a relationship with them. Enough to find out what they want. And if we're, our species and our realms, are even the ones that they have a problem with. It could vary, depending on the immortalem. Time has changed. Those that locked them away are dead. Third, we want to turn them against the very witch that helped free them from their magically imposed prison?" The dark witch laid out, face turning towards Sebastian specifically. "The only ally that they have, and likely trust, that isn't also an immortalem. This is a summit climb. A marathon, not a sprint. Life as we all know it depends on this." He sighed under his breath. "I don't think there is an achievable timeline for this, Sebastian. Every part of this plan is a variable. And is dependent on everyone's collective work."
Rowan smiled at Hale, trying to ignore the mental assault of yelling in her mind. "I didn't forget you. I had a place to put you, but your mother is mentally assaulting me with threats. And most of us are parents, we know that you're going to be busy within weeks to a month from now. No one wanted you to be in any danger. If you would like to help, That's going to be something you have to volunteer yourself for. No one wants to take you away from Robin or your baby." She looked over and nodded at Jakovan. "I agree, we can plan out a timeline for when each group begins their task, but there's no way to determine when this turn is achievable."(edited)
Antonia caught Hale's eye. "I want you, Hale! I'm the only one without a partner. My task is relatively safe. My father doesn't know you and you have no relation to Jakovan or Markus so I think you'll be fine. That is as long as he doesn't catch onto our game. So if you would like to be with me, I would love having you."
Hale's attention moved from Jakovan and Rowan to Iris. They sent their mom a look with a pointed tilt of their head. "She doesn't have to do that," They commented, honestly. More than aware of their mother's protective streak. Even in political meetings, it seemed. They'd speak with their mom later. "Alright," Hale let out with a sigh. "Just making sure that this wasn't a snub." Especially since their own political counterpart, Damien, was appointed a task. It definitely looked like one. "Well, I'm volunteering." They specified before Toni interjected and she caught their gaze. Like a sail losing wind, Hale settled. "Okay, I'll be with you." They agreed.
Bear laughed aloud. "Now does everybody have their roles?" He glanced down at Dragon who was comfortable in Skai's arms. "Hey, did you want something to do? Since we're doling out complaints and grievances?" He asked the infant. His son laughed. "Hey man, fuck you." Hale interjected. It made Bear laugh again. Moments later, he simply shrugged. "Any-fucking-ways, since King Boy Wonder here called this damned meeting, what else is on this agenda?" He asked, meaning Sebastian.
Jacen listened and jotted down a question he didn't want to forget. "Before we move on, I want to circle back to something Sebastian said. You were the catalyst?" he asked Sebastian. "Why you? What happened that day that we don't know about? Are involved in this somehow that we have no clue about?" Jacen asked, because until this point he had no clue that Sebastian was the catalyst to any of this. Maybe he had gotten lost or maybe he was out of the loop, but that piece didn't fit the puzzle. "Why do I feel like there's more happening here and some of us are out of the loop?"
From her seat, Evren briefly pointed a finger towards Jacen. "That's actually in my own notes, thank you." She murmured. "Yes, can you expand on that, Sebastian? What do you mean, that you were the catalyst?" She asked the human King, sending him a curious look. "Is there more information that we're not being given? Weren't we all supposed to divulge information so that every realm's leader could make informed decisions to save all of Lume?" She inquired, meaning the earlier comments made before Rowan directed the topic back to relevancy of the impending threat of the original immortalem.
Sebastian swallowed the small lump forming in his throat at his Freudian slip, now that all eyes were on him seeking a further explanation. "It has come to my understanding that the spells binding the Immortalem in place were broken when I became King of Kings Hill. The night of my coronation." It had propelled all of them into this mess. Barclay had told him that and so much more before he met his death. "The firstborn male heir had to be on the throne. It's why my parents lied about my death and sent me away..."
With a scrunched face, Evren spoke in a curious tone. "And what is so special about the firstborn male heir to the throne? Was it only specific to the Kings Hill throne? Or was it due to your specific lineage or bloodline, Sebastian?" She asked, picking up her pen to add to her notes.
Letting out a small sigh, Sebastian shrugged in his seat. "I don't know Evren. All I know is that my parents died as a game piece to the Immortalem's game and I am now the pawn placed on the throne. Can't tell you any more about my bloodline or lineage considering all of this is new to me.
Bear dramatically sniffed the air. "That sounds like bullshit to me." He looked towards Evren. "What does your spidey-nymph senses tell you, Oh Neutral One? 'Cause I know a bad liar when I see 'em." He speculated, brow raising at Sebastian before looking between Jakovan and Antonia. "And you," He let out, eyes zeroing in on her. "You're a therapist, right? A witch too. But you know more than what people think. You're an expert, right? That's why you're here. So tell us, sexy, what do you know? Specifically about Boy Wonder here that has these old haggard ghouls recklessly threatening me personally?"
Skai burst into laughter. "Oh, Dragon, it's getting good! Daddy's showing them his true face now." She rubbed the baby's back. "This is a lesson in trust. Do we trust Kings Hill? Or should I poison the water supply?" The baby giggled as she nuzzled his cheek. "He said no poison. So you're all safe. Unless you're lying to us," Skai directed her gaze at Sebastian.
"What sense would it make for me to bring you here to put on some performance for you all?" Sebastian stated back, his tone growing more serious. "How dare you come into my land and threaten my people? Do you not see yourself?" he asked before looking around the table. "We're doing exactly what they expect. Derision, divisiveness. No wonder they continue to attack us. Give it enough time and we'll do the work for them."
Markus raised his hand to Sebastian and shook his head. “We need all the information possible. You having a direct connection as you say is concerning.” He looked around the table at the others, “we’re not here for anything other than solutions. Sebastian, we need any details you have. If there is something connecting you to them we need to know it now. Before we step foot into this plan and not during. Our loved ones and our realms are at stake.”
Rowan cleared her throat. "Stop arguing. Stop threatening each other. A question was posed. Sebastian didn't know the answer and then the same question was posed to the expert here to tell us more. Can she speak? Or is there any reason why you all decided she shouldn't?" Her tone mirrored the one used for the admonishment of her children. "We came here to speak openly with each other. Not threaten the moment we suspect someone is being dishonest. Act like adults, please. All of you."
Bear jabbed a thumb towards Sebastian. "I directly asked the sexy therapist over there but he," The digit jabbed at Sebastian again. "Clearly didn't want her to speak." He turned his attention back to Toni. "So, what do you know?"
Antonia held up a hand. “Is it my turn? Okay, um…no one poison anything, please. No one is threatening anyone. I am a therapist, yes, to answer Finnian, but anything I know from my therapy sessions is off limits here. Client-Therapist privilege. So I can’t tell you anything I know about Sebastian. But I have never discussed the immortalem in this capacity with Sebastian. Nor have we ever discussed what happened that night or why it happened, so what I know about the lore is fair game. But it may also unfairly implicate Sebastian because I don't know if what the texts say happened." She looked over at him apologetically. "He may be right in saying he doesn't know much more. These texts were hard to find, and so obscure that critical thinking was needed to apply them. Even Markus and I pieced it all together too late."
She heaved a sigh before continuing. "What I managed to find was that like Sebastian said the first boy in the family could never be King. It was the price Sebastian's bloodline paid to help seal the immortalem in. Kings Hill gave more than the other realms. They suffered the price year after year by sending away their first sons. So it was a bloodline and Kings Hill throne thing. But should the first born son ever sit on the throne, meaning all the seals and curses were broken first, he would be the last seal to break. Which, according to the text, would also cost him his humanity. I can’t tell you what that means as I have no direct interpretation and no first hand account of if it.”
Hale looked directly at Sebastian. "So what the fuck does that mean? Are you not human?"
Sebastian met Hale's gaze directly, keeping his tone steady for everyone in the room to hear. "As far as I know, my humanity remains intact. I’m uncertain what will happen to it."
Iris looked at Rowan. “Is he telling the truth?”
Rowan shared a knowing glance with Sebastian before looking back at Iris. “Don’t make me do this. If he’s lying let him. When we find out one way or the other he’ll have to answer to why Kings Hill should be trusted. And that will be his truth to bear should he or his people ever need help or alliance in the future.”
Skai laughed again. “In the presence of a telepath, a vampire, a hybrid and 4 nymphs who all have separate insight into what your body is doing. Sure, human. We believe you.” She winked. “You’re so cute! I think I’ll visit more soon to chat.” She blew him a kiss.
Jakovan held in a sigh. While some things had been accomplished, and a plan had been formed, it seemed that was enough for now. Whatever hadn't been discussed could wait. He was more than ready to leave. "Let's adjourn." He instructed, not leaving room for arguing. "Everyone could use the break."
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I love Object Mayhem. I watched it as a kid and it was the first show I rewatched when I got back into object shows around 2016. I hope to draw fan art sometime but for now I’ll just say random things cuz it’s one of my fave shows!!!
- I don’t care about the reboots I’m sorry. I DO like that the new characters they added were somewhat pre-existing characters tho.
- I miss when they would do the silly faces with the eyes
- Mailbox and Toast were the GOATs and it’s ASTOUNDING that they were the two most voted and only had a one vote difference. L Object Mayhem Voters.
- My other faves were Jigsaw, Ice Cream, Cupcake, Burrito, Notebook, and of course Gun
- Tune is overrated I’m sorry. I don’t hate him. But the fact that 90% of mentions of the show is Tune is just ridiculous. All he did was have a cool voice 😭 nah cuz I think he was an alright character just not in my faves. Headphones was the one good thing, him mind controlling Tune was cool and the fact that he was just being unnecessarily evil made it funnier, especially when he won the “best behaved on the field trip” challenge.
- Mailbox and Calculator were 100% gay. The bias Calculator had towards Mailbox was INSANE. Also, Mailbox appearing is one of my favorite scenes it’s just so funny. My sister says Calculator just imagined his dream guy and that’s how Mailbox appeared.
- I miss Toast and Ice Cream’s awful friendship. Toast you will always be the best annoying character
- Jiiiigsaaawww. I know why no one liiikes youuu. It’s because you smell like brussel sproutsss
#object shows#osc#object mayhem#to be clear I haven’t rewatched episodes 1-8 in forever#I always start with 9 when I rewatch cuz it’s not super great before that point#I also only watched the reboots once. yeah.
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Humanized version of notebook from object mayhem!


#art#artwork#drawing#my art#animeartstyle#traditional art#drawn#aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa#fanart#aaaaaaaaaa#object mayhem#notebook#notebook object mayhem#objectmayhem notebook#object shows#object show community#rainbowcore#rainbowcolours#rainbow
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hi guys look at my swag tierlist
#object mayhem#this is technically how often tbey say fuck and i still cant stop thinking the fact that notebook canonically did say fuck#cupid.jpeg#shut up cupid
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notebook moodboard who admired art and crystals for @swushie
#object mayhem#notebook#om notebook#object mayhem kin#notebook kin#purple#aesthetic#moodboard#mod lightbulb#object shows#im not dead!!!
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The Sun & The Moon
They say as the solar eclipse approaches the curse becomes stronger
A solar eclipse occurs when the Moon passes between the Earth and Sun appearing as if the Moon is covering the Sun obscuring its light and leaving the Earth in darkness. The Moon is usually in the New Moon phrase when this happens.
What if the eclipse isn't the actual astronomical event that will cause chaos, but instead it is what happens when Akk and Ayan begin to orbit each other?
Akk [Big Foot] = Sun
Ayan [Short Stop] = Moon
The school's symbol is the sun
And Akk, the bigger and brighter star, is the president of the Prefects, meaning he is the golden child (sun traits).
While Ayan, the smaller one, is the new student and lurks in the shadows (new moon behavior).
Ayan's hoodie, that he wears over his uniform (shadowing the school's symbol = sun) clearly depicts a solar eclipse transpiring:
The top object is the Sun, the lower object is Earth, and the middle shows the transition of the Moon during the eclipse.
The front of his hoodie reads Solstice
A solstice marks when a hemisphere has the most or the least sunlight of the year but is also when the "sun stands still"
Ayan's notebook depicts the sun as well, but he keeps it hidden.
The music video that accompanies the series is also called..."Over the Moon"
Finally, Akk's pin shows the school's sun symbol in golden lighting,
while Ayan's pendant that he wears on his necklace shows the moon transitioning into the eclipse with blue lighting.
A total eclipse is rare. A solstice solar eclipse is even rarer. An eclipse is also known to cause disorder because it can mess with gravitational pulls, technology, and, of course, the natural order of life because it casts everything in darkness.
Akk's life is good, but the exact second Ayan appears, he is off balance. Each time he encounters Ayan, he freezes; he enters a solstice stage by standing still.
Akk, the Sun, should be able to overpower Ayan, the Moon, easily, but Ayan continues to overshadow Akk at each turn because they are an eclipse, and this disruption of the school's natural order will cause mayhem. The closer they get, the stronger the unrest will become.
They are the curse.
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Notebook is a Gay transboy!!
#Object Mayhem#OM#OM Notebook#gay pride#gay#trans#trans pride#lgbt#lgbt headcanons#lgbt icons#lgbt pride#Pride#pride icons#alternate design
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“I want Notebook to keep swearing”
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Object Mayhem's Tune, Cupcake, and Notebook for anon!
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SCIENCE MOST SINISTER - EPILOGUE & ANNOUNCEMENT
It was the beginning of December, and a freezing rain pelted the streets. Londoners huddled beneath black umbrellas, or ran for cover under doorways and inside shops. The clouds hovered so thickly in the sky that, were it not for the invention of timepieces, one would find it impossible to know whether it was night or day.
Inside a bar on the corner of the street, however, gas lamps burned brightly. Barmaids passed around drink after drink, and the air was warmed by the laughter of tipsy patrons and the crackling of the small fireplace set into one wall.
In one secluded corner, six men sat huddled around a table. A glass of ale had been placed in front of each of them, but so far not one of them had taken a drink. They were deep in a hushed conversation which none of the surrounding patrons could hear.
“It has to be him,” one of them whispered. “Who else would be causing this much mayhem?”
“I thought you said he was killed by a mob,” another objected.
“Nearly killed; he escaped and was never heard from since. And besides, who else is clever enough to decipher his notebooks?”
“Gentlemen, please.” A third party member gestured for them to lower their voices. “We will figure out the culprit in time. For now, let us continue examining this for any indication as to who they may be.”
He indicated the table; for in the center sat a newspaper, folded open to a recent story branded with the title, Invisible Menace at Large: Constabulary Left Baffled.
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Hello! Author Hyde ‘N’ Seek here! As you have probably figured out from that little epilogue, I’M MAKING A SEQUEL!
It’s going to be titled Science Most Sinister: Volume II, and will be written in the same format of volume I, with each chapter behind called “Part One,” “Part Two,” etc. The difference is that volume II will have a brand new cover, which I shall reveal here:

(It’s so atmospheric. I love Canva so much.)
I don’t want to give away any spoilers, but I will say that you’ll be introduced to a whole new cast of characters (while still keeping the House members, of course)—and volume II will be more Griffin-centered than Gwen-centered, so all of you Invisible Man fans are in for a treat.
I’m not sure when exactly the first part will be published, but it’ll definitely be soon, so until then, keep an eye out, and thank you so much for sticking around with the House members this far!
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Age Gap
Summary: Multiversal Mayhem AU. In which the age ranking between the three is actually found.
TW: Mild alcohol mention, tiny swearing.
Important Note: The law I talk about is something from my state, in which you can drink as a minor under the supervision+privacy of your parent/legal guardians home. I do not encourage illegal underage drinking.
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The feeling of familiarity was somewhat comforting to Anne, yet at the same time it didn’t feel completely right. Of course there were some parallels.
Marcy hung upside-down over the back of the couch, scribbling away within a notebook, as though the position was perfectly natural. The whole upside-down thing seemed to be this Marcy’s thing, Anne had come to hypothesis.
Sasha on the other hand was sitting half cross-legged on the floor, the occasional handled tool between his teeth as he fiddled with a piece of his suit. Anne held back the urge to snicker as she noticed he had the same scowl of annoyance towards an inanimate object.
Beyond that, she was merely trying to put her focus on the television, not as though she heard anything from it. Rather it gave something for her to keep her gaze on as she got lost within her own thoughts. Which in particular, mostly consisted of what was occurring and how to remedy it, second was how was she was going to repair her suit again.
That amongst other things kept her mind occupied, least it did till she felt a lingering gaze on herself. Shaking her head, pulling back into reality, noticing Sasha’s studying expression.
“Do you drink?” came the blunt question after a moment, causing Anne to frown slightly in bewilderment out the fact it came out of nowhere.
It certainly seemed to catch Marcy’s attention, as they lifted themself upright, attempting to balance as they sat.
“Why would you even—she’s seventeen!”
“Eighteen and a half!” Anne correctly semi-defensively, half offended.
“I was just curious.” Sasha retorted, hands raised in partial surrender, abadoning tools in his lap.
Marcy raised a brow, gaze staying on the other. “Are you able to drink then?”
“Mostly yes.”
“How can it be mostly yes?” Anne questioned in confusion.
“Means that I can—with certain legal permission.”
“So you’re a law-breaker.”
“It is not breaking the law when there is a loophole literally stated in the law.”
“Yeah? How old are you.”
“Twenty.”
Anne did a slight doubletake at the answer, pausing to regather herself. “You’re twenty. Seriously?”
The deadpan expression Sasha gave in response gave all the answers she needed.
“How old are you?” Anne questioned Marcy, who seemed to have been just as surprised by an expression at the previous answer.
“Twenty-one.” Marcy answered simply. Anne was once again taken by surprise, contrary to Sasha, who had an offended expression.
“Are you fucking serious.”
“Language.”
“I get nothing in this world.” Sasha went on with a huff, hands tossed into the air as he fell onto his back, causing the other two to snicker, each far too used to the dramaticness.
“No girlfriends, a malfunctioning suit, my favorite restaurant doesn’t even exist here, not even the oldest, I'm the damn middle child.” he went on, one hand in the air as he ticked each thing off with a finger.
“That explains a lot. You’re the reason we have the rules.” Marcy snickered, beyond amused by the situation.
“Sorry Sash’ but Marcy has a point.” Anne added, with a snicker of her own, more than eager to antagonize the other.
The response was the two getting flipped off, causing Marcy to feint offense as Anne giggled, unsurprised.
“You dare insult your elders like that. I’m wounded! Wounded I say!” Marcy declared, holding a hand over her heart.
“Halt deinen mund.” Sasha huffed, unmoving from his starfished position.
Anne snickered as Marcy held an amused look still. These two were definitely going to keep her on her toes.
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