#scrambled rambles

[scrambledlikeeggs]

Lizzie truly did die as she lived.

Ignored.

By the other characters, who again and again did not take her seriously, who left her isolated and without allies

By the fandom who again and again use her death as a plot device for other's in her absence.

The pumpkin queen, claimed by the void an Enderman doomed her to fall. on a quest to help the only person who she could maybe consider an ally a quest only set on her as she maybe betrayed him cost him damage (or maybe that's the cost of blind trust)

She haunts. Forgotten but not finished, still unfinished business.

A shadow lady.

[offshore-brinicle]

Thinking a lot about how Dongbaek and Dongrang's main motifs are related to nature (plants and animals) while Yi Sang is much more otherwordly and dettached from reality with the mirror and his personal space at N Corp being remarkably surreal and abstract. Even though he is also associated with birds, they're shown as birds who fly far away from the earth, alongside the constellation engraving in his dagger...even if he came from the same world as them, the natural one, he was always fated to fly away to the otherwordly and intangible.....

However Dongbaek's EGO branches resemble wings, and her signature technology being fireworks, spectacles of light when the way a mirror actually works is by reflecting back light, is also paralel to the motif of birds and plants when you take in count the natural relationship between both.

[bluerosefox]

Drake Siblings

Have I read this prompt somewhere or was this a fever dream from my bored mind.

What if, now hear me out.

What if we bring up Dana Winters-Drake (whose confirmed to at least be alive in the DC verse but no one knows where she actually is)

What if instead of when she had a mental breakdown and getting committed to an Bludhaven clinc she wandered away before anyone noticed and by the time Tim or anyone did notice a lot of stuff started happening at once in both Gotham and Bludhaven (Steph dying, The Bludhaven crisis, etc etc)

Tim still tries to find her though but even with best resources it was like she just disappeared into the wilderness and the stress of trying to handle more and more problems get worse.

So when out of the blue, a couple of years later, he gets a call from an unknown number. On his private, only for friends and family, phone and when he answers he meet with a young girls voice on the other end.

A very young, maybe six or seven, girl who informs him about his apparently half-brother Danny Drake-Fenton. And how she loves Danny so, so, so much but knows her home is dangerous for him to be in.

Tim is stunned and before he could question her, she says Danny is Dana and Jack's baby and that her parents had adopted him years ago and put Dana's stuff that the hospital had away for him to look at when he was older but she just had to fight off their lunch from eating her brother and she knows he needs a better place to live and so she snooped around and found Dana's diary and that she had to unscramble the nonsense Dana wrote and found Tim's number with the words 'tell him about his brother Danny' hidden in it. And-

But before she could keep rambling she hears Danny screaming "JAZZY THE MILK WENT BAD AGAIN AND HISSED AT ME!"

Tim is left with silence after hearing Jazz yell to Danny to lock the fridge and step out of the kitchen as she gets the bat.

[roadkill-punk]

It's kind of tragic, in a sense, that iterators were made with so much of their creators logic and desires and yet they were left with none of the resources to satisfy such things.

Do you think they crave touch? Family? Do you think they have to have any hope of connection stomped out of them lest they rebel against what they were made for?

Were they ever afraid to feel, or to be outside of what they were supposed to be? If they ever dared to desire, would they have to hide it?

Do you think they saw their creators sometimes as family, and did the abuse hurt just that much more because of it?

Were they like children, when they were born? Did they process the world through the lens of uncertainty and naivete and was that taken advantage of to mold them into the desired product?

Or were they conscious and self aware in full, was is overwhelming, being alive for the first time?

Or were did they process things entirely as machines, did they only learn to be people after seeing it happen around them, and then did they ever regret becoming more alive than they ever needed to be? That they ever became enough to feel hurt and to hurt others?

If they were just machines at birth, with only the capability of consciousness, were the desired traits injected into them with thoughts and ideas and interactions in their formative early years and was anything else just a byproduct of trying to build a person from scratch? Did their creators even want them to feel, to be conscious and alive, or was that just a necessity to create the desired machine?

Did they even care that their creations were alive?

Did any of them grieve, when they left the children of their labor behind? Were they grieved for in turn when they were gone? Do their echoes ever try to reach out, to let them know they aren't alone, to find comfort in connection that before was so condemned?

If they tried hard enough, could they reach?

Could they find each other?

Would it be comforting to iterators that the remnants of their creators could find them, or would it bring more feelings of rage, of sorrow, of painful memories and grief and hurt from the years they were used and the years more they were abandoned?

Did they ever truly mean anything to each other?

[puppiitraining]

mmnnghg I want so so so so sooooo baDLY to just. be a housepet. I can't stop thinking about iiiit.

When everyone comes home from work, I'm riight here, wiggling around on my hands and knees because I'm sooo so excited to see you back!! I get pets and "good boys", I'll lick your hands to say hello. I want to be the puppy in a polycule sO BAD so I can love so many, and see how much my partners love eachother and their dog!!

Being shared between my partners, having their puppy please everyone because they whistle for me when they want me to start pleasing them next. i just think itd be so so lovely to be in such a loving polycule, or roomie situation where its just agreeeed I am your housepet who all you have to do is fill my dog bowl with food, take me our for walks, and I will suck your cock or eat out your cunts with so muucch love and vigor and neEED to make you happpy for loving me and iiiiii

where iiis my barbie dreamhouse life where i get to be the puppy!!!!!!!

[apostates-postings]

No for me it's the fact that Dark Sides are so fucking drawn to Logan in various ways.

Obviously, Logan and Virgil have many moments together: fleeting little glances, communicating through silent expressions, constant jokes, and nicknames, and picking up on each other's cues, talking about interests and comforting each other and uplifting each other and - Well, you get it. Logan and Virgil have just so much chemistry whether interpreted as romantic or platonic, they just get one another so well as similar sides of the brain.

And then Janus and Remus came into the picture and for a moment I wondered how they'd fit in. Obviously pitched to be the antagonists, ones that had their eyes on Virgil who he was trying to part ways with and keep with the other light sides. But Logan had already known them well enough to distinguish them under guises, he picked up cues and little ticks and tricks just as he would Virgil. He speaks to them as people - albeit somewhat annoying people at times as seen by him bickering with Remus - but overall he speaks to them so much more plainly than the others, more candor.

And now in the Christmas episode he invites them to presumably their very first Christmas with the other sides and interestingly enough, he is hosting it. Which makes sooo much sense for a few reasons. 1. He tolerates them the most, of course he would be the most unflappable when it comes to handling the chaos that would be everyone in one space. Christmas is notoriously chaotic, and he handled it with percusion as always. But 2. Logan knows what it's like to be excluded and left out. The moment in which Remus looked at Logan with that particular look - you know the one, the one he gave Logan so long ago before Logan had a quick little snap. He knows Logan, as does Janus, and Logan knows them. As Logan knows Virgil.

He's the neutral zone, the safe space, the arbiter. He tends to them in such a specific and kind way despite the hissing and biting and false faces. In a place where there's only a few of you and who treat you with scorn, would you not feel at least somewhat drawn to someone who sees all your insecurities, all your flaws, everything people tell you is wrong about you; yet tells you you are worth something to him. Even if he doesn't say it, it is through action. And wouldn't you also hate seeing the way he notices those traits in himself and expects people to not treat him kindly in turn.

[18catsreading]

Myrtle: what's your awareness level inside all of us? Like, do you only know what we know?

Stimey: ohh, well, I think I know a fair amount. It's interesting I'm still me in all of your bodies, but also because I'm experiencing different things in each when I project my consciousness into different bodies I begin to feel different. Almost as though I'm becoming different people. Sometimes I wonder if I could become something vast and terrible. Maybe I could. But we'll never know, I suppose. What can I help you with?

Myrtle: I was just wondering if you could pass a message to Cheese? And tell him to give us a signal when to catch up with the group.

Stimey: [in Cheese's head] I hope I'm not interrupting you at a bad time Master Cheese, but --

Cheese: Aaah!! What?!

Stimey: Myrtle and Captain Jack were both wondering if there was a time for them to move in or somehow for them to join with the rest of you.

Cheese: yeah, I mean, I'll keep you up to date. I'll send you some messages when I know a little bit more. Thank you for checking in. Uh, don't use my eyes next time. Just use like, your voice. Not inside my eyes. Thank you.

Stimey: not inside your eyes? I can grab whichever of your senses that you like. I could make you taste a message or a feeling on your skin.

Cheese: oh, Stimey, you're so creepy, man.

Stimey: why? Oh, I didn't mean to be, what have I done wrong? Remember, I'm only from one room and I have no idea about society and the world.

Cheese: oh man, and boundary issues too. Okay, thanks Buddy. Just tuck yourself down deep inside me, I guess. Uh, ugh.

Stimey: I already have my friend, I already have.

Cheese: oof.

[ventique18]

Earth! Lilia Vanrouge on January 1, 10 or so years ago (he is a single father of 2 kid sons):

"I WANT TO DANCE! I WANT TO PLAY MY DRUMS! I WANT TO PLUG MY BASS IN, AND LAY A SLAP RIFF OVER THIS NEW TRENDY SONG I HEARD ON THE RADIO LAST WEEK!! .......... BUT MY SONS ARE ON THE SOFA SLEEPING SOUNDLY!................... THEY ARE MY WORLD!"

He ended up just replaying on repeat his recorded videos of his sons marvelling and running away from the fireworks show they went to earlier until he too fell asleep.

[scramblecat]

Okay I’ve seen SO MANY people say that Stanley and Narrator have dog & cat energy, and they’re RIGHT, however…

Unpopular opinion, bear with me, but I think NARRATOR is the one with the dog energy, and STANLEY is the one with the cat energy, rather than how I’ve seen it portrayed in the majority!

Why? Well, think about it!

I know the fandom portrays the Narrator as consistently annoyed at Stanley, but really, it’s just because the Narrator needs structure. In reality, the Narrator’s actual demeanor without the script is really talkative, and VERY passionate about his favorite things & what he does. He really gets into subjects when he’s going on about them— and he likes going nonstop! He likes to keep things moving, and he gets frustrated when Stanley stalls or doesn’t go the way he wants him to go. And he’s also shown to be quite socially dependent— the Narrator needs Stanley around, needs to have that interaction in his life, needs to have someone to listen to him! Even if he’s just being ignored, the whole ‘not listening’ thing is damaging! He needs to be social!

On the flipside, Stanley is (obviously) very quiet, and is completely content to do his own thing. This includes completely ignoring the Narrator’s directions and just being a nuisance in general. He does things on his own terms, much to the Narrator’s protests— the Narrator can’t make him do anything, ultimately it’s Stanley’s choice. A cat can choose to be friendly with you, but ultimately, it’s up to the cat, not you. And Stanley has proven that time and time again, he CAN be left alone and still survive to an extent— in the original mod area in the games ending, in the escape pod ending, in the epilogue, and debatably, in the infinite hole as well. Of course, the game resets after, but it’s not detrimental to Stanley in any way, while the Narrator has stated that he needs that interaction.

It’s interesting to think about for me because I continually wonder how the Narrator cat & Stanley dog interpretation came to be— though, if it popped up before TSPUD, I can see why it might’ve been like that!

[epicqtefail]

I get so much joy whenever I go through the games scenes and notice just how often Connor uses his sad puppy eyes on Hank. The highly advanced deviant hunter, who can end the game remaining a persistent machine, constantly pouts and pleads to get his way, and it only really works on one man.

:''D connor is so hilariously shameless isnt he, he's got a haughtiness about him where he obviously wants to be viewed as stoic and professional in a way where you'd believe he'd find pouting and pleading to be degrading to that image but he really doesn't give a shit if it gets him his way. He's so funny with how he flip flops between being aggressive and assertive to "pwease lieutenant 5 more minutes 🥺" he says "PLEASE" quite a lot and never out of politeness.

I think hank really threw him for a loop with how unpredictable he is which forced connor to gracelessly stumble through all his persuasion tactics until falling back on unsubtle puppy-eyed pleading which is just so funny, even funnier that it works (..maybe he saw the dog hairs on hank's chair and knew it would work).

and i have trouble imagining it working on anyone but Hank. every other human is too wary of him which is such an interesting thing because i would have assumed Hank would be the only one immune to connor's bullshit where everyone else falls for it, but its the reverse :''D

and by the time he gets to jericho he's either playing Tough Guy or is a legitimate lost puppy but i would have loved to see him try the puppy eyes on Markus.. makes me think of this hilarious art by Connorsjorts :'') not puppy eyes but way funnier <3

[stressfulsloth]

Harry and his relationship with his own disability is so tragic to me. Because you have this man who is disabled in *so* many different ways, he's physically paralysed in his jaw, he's got severe nerve damage and internally his organs are going into shutdown due to the alcohol/drug use, but then on top of that you have the mental illness, the depression, the potential schizophrenia, the adhd/autism and you end up with this man who is in So Much Pain all the time from every imaginable angle. He's overstimulated every second of every day. Everything hurts him, including light and sounds. The world screams at him. He can't emote in a way that others relate to. Every inch of him physically hurts and he's one insult away from death. He can't get better- chronic illness is chronic illness, he's just going to be *like that* forever- so what is there left to do but get worse?

And then he's trapped in a system that values capital above human life. Capitalism treats disabled people like burdens but that won't stop them from wringing every last drop of life out of you. Empathy isn't profitable. The only percieved worth he has to the society around him is his productivity, his work for the RCM maintaining the status quo for capitalist interests, and its so entwined with *who he is* that it's impossible to separate him out from it. He is the Law. A force, not a human. He has to dehumanise himself to keep going. And really he does have to keep going, like a shark dying if they stop moving; there is no other option for him. What chance is there for him if he stops working? He's institutionalised- the RCM quite literally lives in his brain as esprit de corps. He can't escape them. He is the infernal engine. He will never stop. But his body, his health, are collateral damage. And to Harry, all that is inconsequential as long as he's doing his job.

[scrambledlikeeggs]

Zedaph sheep posting never fails to make me so incredibly happy- I have grown up with sheep and love sheep very much and I also love Zedaph a lot too so it just makes me so happy

On that note would like to clarify some fun sheep facts I have experienced:

They can really fucking jump. You back a sheep into a corner? Well they will be jumping over the nearest fence like a freaking horse and then promptly forget they can do that cause they are also really fucking dumb /affectionate

2. they're pretty chill animals seriously not much will properly bother them- snow? They have fleece, a very determined sheep dog? Just ignore him, someone trying to do their morning run? Chase them round the field (can confirm very scary)

3. Sheep shearing is both harder and easier than you would think- and sheep's fleece is much much heavier than you would expect and much harder to sell as well

3. Final fact, if you see a sheep often enough they recognise faces- especially if you can associate yourself with food, raise a lamb from birth and bottle feed them? Friend for life follow you anywhere.

I have no clue how these animals have stayed alive so long but I love them very much.

Anyway enough sheep posting- well maybe just some photos...

Well lambs but derpy fucking creatures anyway

[goldensunset]

‘oh look it’s 109! let’s get a pho-‘ oh

[starrattlerofprydain]

Fan dubs > AI voices

[loservilleinspace]

help him

[eliounora]

was supposed to only skim through a book I need to study for an exam but it actually ended up being interesting. I don't think I'll ever graduate