#sketchy micro

[duckyfann9871]

I've got beef with whoever decided to call CMV "Owl eye inclusions" bc to me they do not look like Owl eyes in the slightest, those are alien eyes CMV is a cute lil Alien octopus and I want one as a pet

[gorkloum]

alright im done with you steals your phone and downloads undetectable bitcoin miner

[elverrie]

modern things i think btvs characters would enjoy:

spike loves facebook market for getting strange trinkets and some furniture. especially he likes meeting people in strange sketchy places - reminds him of his big bad ol` days;

s6 willow fucking loves ai im so sure of it. just cause "it`s easier and faster". shame on you!

normal willow and giles (come on he came to tolerate it) so love intenet archieve and all different forums;

tara enjoys asmr like no other. she is an avid youtube watcher;

dawn and spike would so eat on tumblr, especially 2014 tumblr;

tara runs some blog about spirituality;

buffy and spike would like streaming services just cause all their favourite shows are there, however spike prefers to pirate all of it (and he is correct);

spike watches love island, too hot to handle and quite a lot of those reality shows. buffy would complain about it and then he catches her watching everything very attentively with him;

buffy and dawn love internet shopping;

anya likes crypto...

anya also probably has multiple internet businesses and not all of them work out;

dawn likes to argue with bigots on the hellsite tw*tter dot com (you can take the girl out of the hellmouth but not the hellmouth out of the girl) to blow off some steam (she wins everytime);

also dawn loves tiktok;

spike constantly sends buffy tiktoks with the caption us, she does not mute him;

he also texts her a lot cause everything reminds him of her;

dawn drowns her sims in the pool, willow has whole family dynasties there and likes to build houses;

dawn is a micro trend girly;

spike tried every buldak ramen flavour;

faith, dawn and spike like to scum people and then they scum the scummers to balance out their karma;

buffy likes that she now can say that she is going to slay some uglies and nobody would understand the true meaning. yes, honey, you better work!

buffy loves pinterest;

faith is the queen of playlist for every occasion;

faith bullies people online and they deserve it;

the hunger games is one of buffy`s favourite movie franchises ever and you know exactly why;

tara and dawn try all the viral recipes on tiktok and fail miserably;

tara sells crystals and other witchy stuff on etsy, anya thinks of her as a direct competitor;

the scoobies like video calls;

i don`t think about xander. he is probably a huge fan of OF models. also you can catch him on tiktok battles. also vapes, spike clowns the shit out of him.

[worldume]

TWO DEMONS AND AN ANGEL….

˖┊ spotlight: yamato endo & chika takiishi.

˖┊ synopsis: (name) is endo and chika's favorite coloring book! they love to bully their sweet little lamb into doing things she’s not comfortable with. why? because they can & its fun!

˖┊ content: dark content, power imbalance relationship, bullying, themes of humiliation, implied polygamy, toxic relationship, coerced piercing, christina piercing, needles, alcohol transfer from mouth to mouth, afab reader, she/her pronouns, canonverse but endo and chika own a sleazy tattoo shop, tattoo artist endo, piercer chika for lore purposes, all characters are adults/aged up, endo and chika are awful!

˖┊ word count: 2k.

“you scared?”

“n—no but—” (name) stammered under his gaze, her voice cracking as she struggled to find her words. she averted her gaze from him, finding a sudden interest at chika moving about through the room as he gathered a few things around their shop. it was tucked away in a narrow sketchy alley in japan that looked like the kind of place only those in the know would visit— covered in graffiti and old posters with a flickering neon sign. the place had the vibe of a dive bar.

there was a small furrow in her brows and her lips tugged slightly in a glossy pout. no fair.. no fair!

looking at endo was so.. difficult for a couple reasons. number one: he was so fucking attractive. the kind of attractive that made her shy away from his gaze because she started to feel self conscious about everything little thing. did he like her hair? her makeup? the outfit she wore today? but more importantly, he could be just so mean if someone caught him on a bad day— he was finicky with his moods. and sometimes he didn’t want anyone looking him directly in the eye.

she’s witnessed first hand how brutally yamato beats people into a shell of themselves— weak people who he believes test who’s a poser and who’s not. endo is a pretty laid back guys for the most part, but, he has very little respect and tolerance for those who are weak. he thinks they’re boring, a drag and a complete waste of his fucking time. weak people get under his skin. weak people disgust him. weak people don’t deserve to call themselves human. and he couldn’t stand when weak people paraded around as though they weren’t.

but (name) was weak. so it makes her wonder why he keeps her around— why the both of them keep her around.. they’re not laughing at her behind her back right? she helps around.. sure she wasn’t the strongest person physically but she has uses.. or at least that’s what she tells herself.

you see, (name) is a pushover. a people pleaser. and a pathetic excuse for a spine. which is precisely why endo initially took such an interest to the girl— the irony, right? endo was just.. so tickled by it he giggled like a little kid who was told their first joke. he’s never seen anyone quite as pitiful as her. but he supposes women were an exception, right? endo almost found it.. cute? (name)’s looks were really the cherry on top of it all— a pretty little bow to wrap his present. just how could someone as pretty as her be such a.. disappointment. endo almost found it to be a waste of a perfectly good vessel, but.. he found that he gained some sort of sick gratification from bullying (name).

it was fun for him. and something to help pass the time when there’s nothing interesting going on. it was sad really— some of the things they made her do were nothing more than mere humiliation tactics that served no real purpose other than to see her actually do everything she’s told. no questions asked. like controlling when she use the bathroom, a “dress code” that usually consisted of micro mini skirts and the requirement of no panties, making her call herself awful things when she fails (bitch, slut and whore are some of noroshi’s favorites), her mouth being used as an ashtray— the list can go on.

‘how did such a sweet girl like (name) get caught up in this crowd?’ is what all the sweet townspeople of makochi ask amongst themselves when they see her on an off chance visiting her mom. but no one would be able to guess that she devoted herself to these men by choice. (name) felt as though she were indebted to endo and chika. that she owed the both of them all of herself because they saved her.

there had been a night where she had found herself walking alone after a night out with her friends, she was a little bit more than tipsy and stumbled across an alley she shouldn’t have. (name) remembers it well— stopping to pull out her phone for her gps. (name) hadn’t have been familiar with the area so she hadn’t been quite sure where she was. there was a voice behind her and all she knows is that she was being grabbed— she remembers screaming for help and thinking that it was her end. but that’s when they came to help her.

she remembers endo’s eyes that night when he got on one knee to match her level— her eyes drifting to chika who stood behind him. (name) couldn’t have been more thankful, they were her saviors..

that was then but now (name) felt as though she were walking on a pit of eggshells and thin ice— something seemingly so simple as holding the eye contact he was so insistent on made her feel uneasy sometimes which was so unfortunate because he has such pretty eyes. as much as she admired him, endo often used eye contact as a tool for intimidation— borderline a threat specifically for her alone. probably because he knew the only real thing he had to do was give her a look and she would submit— cowering like a scared little lamb so scared of getting gobbled right up by the big, bad wolf.

endo followed her gaze, tilting his head as his eyes bored into her own. he could admit that she was more than a looker— that sad, kicked puppy look really does something for him.

“but? but but but? but what.” it was a nasty sneer that left from endo’s lips as he mocked her. his lip curling in a way that screamed he was becoming more and more agitated by her hesitation— her lack of immediate compliance. this wasn’t their obedient little love— she was starting to piss him off.

“nothing— i just..” she trailed off. “will it hurt..? what if i cry?” she asked, looking up at him with the sweetest look. (name) were so naive it hurt. god— he could skull fuck her right now and he knew she’d absolutely love every single moment of it.

“sweetpea, you said you’d do anything for us. you didn’t lie to me did you?” he asked, brows furrowed as though he were actually hurt at the implication he just pulled from his book of manipulation.

“no..! of course not..!” she shook her head quickly.

“then a little pain shouldn’t be an issue, right? all the fights and trouble we get in for you isn’t even comparable.” there is was— he always did this. make her feel like she didn’t appreciate all that they’ve done for her which was her biggest fear.

“yeah, you’re right.. o–okay.. okay.” she let out a shaky breath as she nodded, a small smile growing on her lips as she felt endo’s hand pat her head.

“takiishi~ our little love’s all done bein’ a crybaby. c’mon.” he said.

chika sits down onto the roller stool, scooting over smoothly while the wheels squeaked over the cracked floor tiles so that he’s nestled in between her legs now. he spreads her lips apart, his eyes low as he watches how she clenches around nothing. hm. was she scared or was this arousal? it wouldn’t be the first time chika’s suspected she gets off on that kind of thing..

“wait— please!” panic rose in her chest, her cheeks heating up as she captured chika’s eyes. her pussy was completely bare before him, her thighs raided with tattoos that were more like brands as they stated slogans like ‘property of noroshi,’ ‘endo was here :),’ chika’s initials, and other dehumanizing phrases tattooed on her. to anyone else these could be perceived as insulting and degrading but for (name), she wore each proudly. of course the first time endo talked her into she had her reservations but she really just couldn’t say no, could she?

“will it hurt?” chika hadn’t responded, only opting in for a stare before endo spoke up once again.

“how about this? we’ll give you somethin’ that’ll take the edge off, alright?” he clasped his hands together before spinning on his heel to walk over to a counter where he snagged a bottle of vodka. “some old fashioned anesthesia.” endo smiled as he turned back around, walking back over to her where she laid.

she eyed the bottle with a look of hesitation on her face— it’s contents half full as the clear liquid sloshed around in the thick glass container. “yamato.. i don’t like to drink..”

“what?” he raised his brow as he twisted off the cap. “you know, you really shouldn’t mumble, sweetheart. i can’t hear a damn word you say.” but endo knew good and well that heard her as clear as day.

“n—nothing.. ‘m sorry. let’s do it..”

“no shot glasses or anything fancy like that but— i like doing it like this.” his hand finds its way to the crown of her head to tilt her head at an angle. he takes a swig of the vodka, holding it in his mouth for a moment before leaning in close to her and pressing his lips to her own. endo transfers the liquid in a slow controlled flow, the alcohol passing from one mouth to the other.

“mmf..!” the taste is awful and (name) told herself she’d never be able to get used to it but the warmth she was starting to feel a few seconds later seemed to help with her anxiety just a bit.

endo crouched down a bit to her level on piercing bed, an obnoxious smile on his lips as he watches on.

chika’s gloved hands aligned the needle, hovering just above the skin as the sharp tip gleamed under the light. his moment is skillfully controlled, fingers firm but gentle— the cold metal of the needle presses lightly against the flesh, the sensation a mix of cool steel and the warmth of skin contact. just before the needle penetrates, there’s a brief pause..

(name) let out a shriek as she felt the needle pierce through her flesh— the initial sensation was sharp, a pain unlike anything she’d ever experienced before. her toes curled and her hand flew to endo’s dark locks, involuntarily pulling his head back as her body started to writhe and lift at the pain. but it had been over as soon as it happened— chika’s fingers were nimble and worked quickly as he threaded the dainty jewelry through. the pain shifted into a dull ache and a sense of relief washed over her when chika spoke: “it’s finished.”

“fuck yeah— let’s see it.” endo said as he reached for the hand mirror sitting on the tray stand beside chika. (name) couldn’t help the tears pricking at the corners of her eyes, a sniffle or two escaping from her lips.

there was slight throb where the jewelry laid as she sat up to look down at the mirror. the gem was her favorite color— she had to admit that it looked pretty good.

“she’s gonna be outta commission for a while, baby.” endo cooed at her. “you like?”

“yeah.. it’s cute.” she giggled breathlessly. “i did.. i did good, right?” (name) asked, her eyes screaming for approval.

“so good— let’s take a picture and show the guys, yeah?”

© all content belongs to worldume 2024. do not, translate, modify or repost to any other platforms.

[soapyeasel]

This time I deliver a sketch I've decided to post lest I let it rot in my WIP folder for lack of inspiration on how to "finish" it. It's a mini, not-completely-faithful study of that one shot of Viktor in Arcane Season 1 where he's telling Jayce he might know someone who can help him with his illness (i.e. Singed) and Jayce is all like "ok boo do what you gotta do *pat* I gotta get ready" and Viktor's like "for what?????" because he's right in the middle of having a "oh, I'm being validated and supported. That's unexpected" moment and he makes this funky little confused expression cause huh? Jayce actually cares about him? Wild. Love this guy. Anyway, not sure if I really captured the micro expression but it was a fun exercise in doing inky/sketchy textures in place of proceeding to colouring.

[disregardcanon]

Meta- okay so we don’t know a whole lot about coach martinez, but we do know

He chose Jackie as captain and says it’s because she has influence over the girls but also makes it very clear that it’s not in any way about her skill. 

His wife did not seem happy with him when he gave her the goodbye kiss, and even though he was taking both the boys she didn’t go with him. 

Travis really hates him. Like really hates him. Javi doesn’t, though.  My personal inferences based on these bits of info 

Jackie’s leadership style pre-crash is very much focused on keeping the group together and keeping them focused on their long-term goal of winning nationals. She trusts that Coach knows what he’s doing and that as long as she holds everyone together, things will work out. The other obvious choice would have been Tai, who is a lot less concerned with group togetherness and more concerned with results and tactics, which would have made her a lot more likely to fight him on calls and stuff. I think that both of them have their merits, but the decision says a lot about him as a coach. 

While we can’t say for sure how angry his wife is at him or for what, it’s very clear from her body language, especially with the looks that she shoots Travis, that she is upset with what he’s doing and that she told him not to. On a micro level, I would say that the fight is about forcing the boys (or even just Travis) to go with him. It might be because Travis didn’t want to (which Travis did NOT want to), it might be because he never listens to her, it might be because she thinks that Mr. Matthews’s private plane seems sketchy, it might be because they’ve been fighting for a very long time and are close to a divorce. But it is NOT happy wife and it is NOT happy life. And he’s doing this thing anyway, despite both his wife and older son clearly not wanting it. 

Look, Travis has done some very shitty stuff, especially in season 1, but even a teenager doesn’t end up with that much rage against a parent for nothing. He clearly wasn’t living up to whatever his dad’s standards were and his dad was… not quiet about it. We have Javi’s reactions to contrast Travis’s dislike, but I don’t think “the younger kid has less complicated feelings about their parent” contradicts the idea that Travis has some good reasons to resent his dad.

[stoltze]

hii. my committee is less than a week away and i'm mainly focusing on pharma so fingers crossed micro doesn't kick my ass. also i want access to sketchy learning so bad but i'm broke so... we gotta do it the old way

🎧 angst - lia lia

[blueikeproductions]

In the Nucleon era of the G1 cartoon, both Autobots and Decepticons are assisted by the Micromasters, who were created for fuel efficiency, especially for the Decepticons’ current energy woes.

While several toy based characters do appear, most of the Micros that do appear are the generics: various red colored cars and helicopters for Autobots and purple colored jets and cars for Decepticons. A rarity, but the genetics do have toys in the Heathers AU, coming in a four pack with both varieties.

The Micromasters manage the Autobot and Decepticon cities, and alongside Pretenders, the Autobot Micros assist in human relations thanks to their smaller size. Micro Decepticons tend to get the brunt of their elders’ confusion on how to address them due to their identical mass produced body types. This tends to be a running gag, with the Autobots sometimes expressing confusion over the Micros also; Optimus and Mainframe seem to be the only ones able to tell the generic Micros apart.

The Autobot Micros are more suited for technical and rescue work but are capable of fighting, usually via the Micromaster Bases and Vehicles, while the Decepticon Micros make up the main foot soldiers alongside the Sweeps. The Decepticon Micros are fairly easy to deal with but they have numbers on their side and an unprepared group of Autobots can be overwhelmed by them.

Personality wise, the Autobot Micros tend to be like excitable, good natured children, while Decepticon Micros are similar but more like unruly brats, especially when certain Decepticons mistreat them.

—-

Flint Manus, Dirk Manus’ son from another mother, and Daniel’s best friend, is a new addition to the human cast. At this stage, Dirk and Marissa are married with a young daughter, Sue, with Flint as Marissa’s step son.

While Flint does get along cordially with Marissa, he isn’t comfortable with the sudden change in his life, and tends to live with the Witwickys at Autobot City. Flint met Daniel shortly after Dirk and Marissa began dating pre The Rebirth, and the boys became fast friends, with Flint’s more daredevil personality complementing Daniel’s more reserved demeanor.

Flint thinks he’s hot stuff, and fancies himself Daniel’s wingman on certain things, but often Flint is humbled to his embarrassment. He’s inherited his dad’s space pirate skills and is a good shot, but the instability of the space pirate life made him side with the Autobots more directly in the hopes he can do some good. Dirk Manus, while more aligned with the Autobots, still works as a sketchy Mercenary and has ties with the unscrupulous Skuxxoid, Quackshot, Axer, Slizardo along with the heroic Arcee, Devcon and Rattletrap.

Nancy is Daniel’s baby sister, born inbetween The Rebirth and the discovery of Nucleon. A happy, well meaning girl who looks up to her big brother but isn’t allowed to attend missions due to being so young. Usually Nancy is with Carly handling matters in Autobot City, but more than once has Nancy both tagged along secretly and also saved the day when the Bee Team was compromised.

Lugnuts and Bolts are a pair of brothers that work closely with the Bee Team and are the main Micromaster rep besides the Generics. They combine to form a car, making them a bit more mundane than other Micro Combiners, but they’re no slouch in a fight. Like many siblings they tend to squabble, and refuse to cooperate, leading to humorous moments where they refuse to combine and drive off in their respective car halves. Bolts sees himself as the leader of the brothers, something Lugnuts pushes back on as he’s actually the oldest, being built first. Bolts is the more organized and mature of the two, while Lugnuts is easily distracted and lackadaisical.

[blindrapture]

Act II poster, drawn by RealaChao Seen in the July 5th log

This one's been a long time coming. It depicts a scene from a little later in the act, from a log that will be titled "The God Machine." That thing up there is the God Machine.

This piece originated back in, like, at least 2016, when I was compiling the Fifth Draft, aka the First Edition, the physical (and now obsolete) book that contained the first three acts. I had asked Reala to depict this same scene, albeit in an earlier form. She began the piece back then but was never able to finish it.

Left: The earliest version, a sketch. Right: An incomplete render of a digitization.

This year, 2024, when I decided I was going to rewrite Act 2 entirely, I noted we still had no Act Poster for it, and Reala and I began talks of finishing the God Machine piece. I proposed that, rather than try and pick back up a decade-old piece, she try drawing it again from scratch. To aid this purpose, I purchased a drawing tablet myself and whipped up a sketch that basically "rotated the camera," and also added Donnie.

Left: The sketch itself. Right: With some notes, and an attempt to figure out where the text could go.

Reala was able to do the piece with the aid of my sketch, and throughout June we had regular discussions about the progress of the piece, interpretations of its composition and of its context as the second Act Poster, and I also did some tweaks to the final version myself to allow Reala to focus on other tasks.

Here is the final version again, this time the "color" version, without text:

I, for what it's worth, am extremely happy with this. It is distinct from the other Act Posters by virtue of being digital art, fluid figures drawn with small textured brushes. If you zoom in on the strokes, you will see textures on a sort of micro-scale. These textures manifest themselves on a much larger scale in the God Machine itself, which has large sketchy textures.

We wanted this to stand as a meaningful piece of digital art. It serves its function in the story-- you can easily skim your eyes over it and go back to reading. But if you decide to look more closely at it, you will find elements that are not realistic, are in fact expressionist, things for you to latch onto and interpret. I will not go into the intended meanings of these in this post, as we've only just begun the distribution of Act 2.

The poster for the first Act communicated a lot that reflected the tone of that Act. I think this poster communicates a lot too. I hope it feels like Rapture is new again. I hope it feels like we are young and tasked with solving a hard problem.

What are the Seven Ciphers?

See you. :)

[duckyfann9871]

okay but why is this background guy from the C diff sketchy kinda .. 👀👀

hear me out besties

[blunt-hound]

EA laying off Apex Legends Devs and planning on replacing them with AI

(The first link is to PC Mag, it has pop-ups, so I recommend using an ad blocker.)

According to articles I've seen recently, EA has been laying off employees and plans on replacing some Apex Legends devs with AI in order to increase ingame micro transactions.

Because of this, according to the second link, some players have begun boycotting the game and EA, along with no longer playing the game altogether.

I honestly haven't played the game since the beginning of Breakout, so I could get cosmetics from the anniversary event 💀

But, if what these articles say is true, then I plan on not spending any more money on EA altogether tbh.

If you play the Sims 4, I have a link to a DLC unlocker. I'll link it below. It's by someone in the Sims 4 tumblr community, so there's no need to go any sketchy websites.

I use this and highly recommend using it if you play the game as well. All the Sims 4 DLC combined (kits, packs, etc.) would cost well over a thousand dollars, and no one has that kind of money to be spending on games in this economy 💀

If I find out any more info, I'll try my best to keep this post updated.

[oiladgivememoney99]

SCP Rewrite Season 2: Blue Key

“Alpha Strike, report to Professor Otis’ office immediately, I repeat, report to Otis’ office immediately!”

The PA system interrupted the overall good day that Cory (and by extension the rest of the gang, no one really liked Otis)

“I just started eating,” Scott sighed, looking down.

“Yeah, I need to finish third lunch!” Cory pouted.

“Doesn’t matter now, let’s head off everyone,” Triana said as she left the common room, the rest of the team trailed behind her as they all made their way to Otis’ office.

“This is gonna suck…” Lara grumbled.

Alpha Strike walked into the rather bare office, grouping up directly in front of the desk where Otis was sitting behind; tapping his desk nervously and squinting at the MTF when they all entered.

“Ah, hello the six of you,” Otis breathed out. “I know we haven’t been on… the best terms recently, but I need you to put that behind you,”

“We will, sir,” Triana sighed. “Right everyone?”

The rest of Alpha Strike half-heartedly nodded, or mumbled a form of the word “yes”.

Otis nodded too. “Good, I have a personal mission for you,” Otis placed a blue key on the table.

“Is that-”

“Yes it’s SCP 860!” Otis interrupted Hooper as he began to speak. “I am asking you to explore the dimension created by the key. Take the Micro HID Gun with you,”

“Why? I thought we got everything we needed from there awhile ago,” Scott turned his head curiously.

Otis sighed roughly. “We are seeing if there is any way to stun the creature within it, no more questions. Get to it,”

Cory raised his hand. “But-”

“Get to it!”

Cory sighed, Alpha Strike left the office as quickly as they had entered.

---

“Why is he so friggin’ mean…” Cory pouted, Hooper patted him on the back a little.

“Don’t feel too bad, he’s a dick to most’a us,” The Corporal reassured.

“He’s also sending us on a suicide mission,” Nikole said. “There’s that,”

Triana looked around her crew. “Yeah, this mission into 860-1 seems sketchy at best, and an assassination attempt at worse,”

“Eh, we’ll get through it,” Scott shrugged. “They actually put in the suggestions I made for the Micro HID Thingy, so it should be actually stable this time,”

“Hopefully, you’re the only guy who’s fun around here,” Nikole chuckled as she hit him on the back.

Cory pouted harder. “I’m fun!”

“Fun to laugh at, yeah,” Nikole chuckled before “Ow!”

Hooper jabbed her in the side.

“Jeez, fine I get it,”

The trip to the door that 860 opened didn’t take much longer, not factoring in the still relatively short wait to get the Micro HID into Scott’s hands.

---

Every member of Alpha Strike was standing in front of the door. Lara was sitting over a laptop.

“Alright, let’s head on in, get this over with,” Triana said as she put the key in the hole, opening the door. She lead each members of her team into the door ending with her-

“Hey, Tri,”

“Yeah honey?” Triana turned around to look at Lara.

The blue haired woman’s face scrunched into one of concern. “Stay safe in there, I know someone who was apart of the initial containment for this thing and it wasn’t pretty,”

“I will, Lara,” Triana nodded. “I love you,”

“Love you too, Tri,”

---

The team walked on into a large, dense forest. They found themselves in a large, dense forest with trees a hundred times taller than them. They found themselves on a dirt path stretching out in front of them.

“Alright, getting out of here shouldn’t be too hard,” Lara said. “Just move forward until you find another door,”

“Thanks Bluejay,” Triana said. “You heard her, let’s get moving, be on high alert so we don’t get jumped,”

“Yes ma’am!” Scott said as he readied the large gun in his hand.

Cory shivered and counted the twigs on the floor as the team began to move through the dark forest. The whole ordeal reminded him of the shadow guy incident, Micro HID that may or may not work this time included.

The team continued to walk through the path until they got to a fork in the roads.

Triana tapped her earpiece. “We’re at a crossroads, Bluejay, left or-”

“Right,” Lara affirmed. “This someone went right and escaped, so you probably will too,”

“Thanks,” Triana smiled. “You heard her, let’s go right,”

“Roger that!” Hooper affirmed.

“No, seriously who is Roger?”

The team quickly turned around to stare judgmentally at Cory, then turned around just as quickly to walk on the left path. The cobblestones were starting to make the anxious camera faced man’s feet hurt.

“Jeez, when’s this gonna be over? I wanna go home,” Cory mumbled.

“We all do, you just need to suck it up for now- AGH!”

Triana screeched as something pounced from the trees. A big cat made of purple wood with flesh sticking out of the cracks, and glowing yellow eyes that bored into Triana’s as it began to claw at her: chest, stomach and arms.

Triana groaned in pain as she began to kick the thing, Scott began to charge up the Micro as Nikole ran over to force the thing off.

“Dude, move I’m about to-”

“Give it a minute!” Nikole yelled as hit the Skip repeatedly on the back, it began to scream in pain too as it waved a claw at the Sergeant; Nikole managed only a scratch on her upper chest.

Triana grabbed the thing’s other arm and slammed it to the floor as she kicked herself to her feet.

“SCOTT, NOW!”

“I’m doing it!”

FWEEEEEEEEEEEEE

The creature writhed and writhed, like a cat restrained in barbed wire. Triana’s hold was firm, adrenaline was to thank for that, however.

“FUCK!” Triana shouted when the thing bit her arm, the pain forced her muscular arm off of the creature who jumped into the forest just us

BZZZZT

A patch of burnt, dead grass between the two women, and the complete lack of the creature. Leaves rustled as everyone slowly calmed down from the encounter.

“Goddammit!” Triana yelled raising her hand as- “Ow!”

Rest for awhile, LT, you look pretty fucked up,” Hooper patted Triana on the back, then quickly stopped doing that cause it made Triana wince.

“What happened? What the fuck happened, is everyone okay, hello? Hello?” Lara panicked over the radio, her voice filled with shrill anxiety.

“I-I’m… fine,” Triana winced. “We need to-”

“You literally just got attacked,” Nikole winced too as she covered the scratch on her chest. “We’ll patch this up, and we’ll keep moving, but you gotta stay behind us,”

“I-I shit…” Triana trailed off. “I guess we’ll have to rest, ack up here for a bit,”

Lara could be heard breathing in and out, desperately trying to calm herself down. “Tri, Tri are you alright?”

“I just got attacked, I-I’ll be fine, honey, just breathe,” Triana reassured, her voice shaky from the bleeding that Hooper had begun to patch up using some gauze.

“Okay, okay, that’s much better alright,” Lara let out a huge breath. “I mean, you being attacked is bad, but you’re still speaking, so it’s not too bad?”

“Skip dinked ya up bad, huh?” Hooper mumbled to himself as he wrapped up the bite mark.

“Oh jeez really? I uh… shit shit shit,” Lara mumbled.

“Hoop, quit giving Lara a heart attack,” Nikole sighed as she quickly patched up her own wound. “I’ll go get blondie to unfreeze-”

“I’m fine,” Cory mumbled. “Let’s just uh… get this done as soon as possible,”

“Agreed,” Triana grimaced as she slowly got up from the floor, Hooper quickly offered his shoulder as support.

“You really alright, Cory? You look a bit shaken up is all,” Hooper asked, concern evident in his soft tone.

“Yeah, I’m just shaken up,” Cory let out a breath. “Ready to keep going,”

“That’s good,” Scott smiled as he carried the Micro. “Anyways, for some good news this thing still has another charge, we might still be able to catch this thing,”

“Alright that’s good, we’ll need a way to lure that thing out though,” Triana said. “It’s skiddish, so we’ll fuck need a way to keep it occupied,”

“Before you ask… no, I am not being bait for-”

“I’ll do it,” Nikole interrupted Cory as she raised her hand. “It’ll wanna go after me anyway, got the feeling it’s pissy with me after we showed it its place,”

Triana let out a wheezy chuckle. “Makes sense to me, let’s get to it,”

Cory breathed a sigh of relief, he (probably) wasn’t gonna get scratched by this weird cat thingy!

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Nikole stood in the middle of a patch of the forest, everyone else was out of sight. She lightly moved the bandage around her upper chest to let the smell of blood enter the air.

“Come outta here you weird cat thing, you don’t have the balls!” Nikole mumbled after she took a swig from her flask, an extremely important part of the plan according to her.

Rrrrrrrr…

Growling, it was in the woods… lying in wait for the perfect chance to pounce.

The prey was practically presenting itself to it, it was almost too good to be true for the creature. The intruder would be annihilated and the rest would leave; all it needed to do was pounced-

BZZZZZZT

It roared in midair as it fell to the ground, electric pain throughout its whole body.

“Wooooo!” Scott cheered as he lowered the Gun. “We gottem!”

“Don’t celebrate too soon, now we gotta carry it out,” Hooper said. “Lara, tell the higher ups that we incapacitated the Skip,”

“Will do, Hoop,” Lara said. “Just get out of there ASAP, I-I’m not super comfy with Tri being in there is all,”

“I’ll live, honey,” Triana sighed. “Just a couple days in the medical wing is all,”

“Hopefully,” Lara chuckled uncomfortably.

“Woooooooooo! We’re the fucken’ winners tonight!” Nikole waved her arms as she stepped around the forest.

“Welp, everyone’s either injured or drunk, you gotta help me carry this thing, Cory,” Hooper said with his hands wrapped around the wrist of the creature.

“Do I have to?” Cory puffed his cheeks.

“Well, considerin’ that Triana’s too injured, and Nik’s too drunk… I’m kinda your boss,” Hooper chuckled. “So yeah, you have to,”

“Ugh, I should’ve stayed in accounting…” Cory pouted as he lazily stomped his way over to the incapacitated creature.

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Study Blog

I'm feeling back in my routine. The weather has been amazing. I am starting to see progress when taking my practice questions.

16 days until boards

Finished Dirty Medicine Biochem and Genetics playlist

Watched Pathoma Chapter 7 - Vasculature

Watched Sketchy Autonomic Drugs, Anticoagulants, and Dyslipidemia Drugs

500 Pharm Anki cards

200 Neoplasia Anki cards

30 ScholarRx Q on Immuno

25 TrueLearn Q on Review material

40 TrueLearn Q on Immuno and Micro

How life is going

Foot and ankle situation is still rough so yet another day being ridiculously frustrated by not being able to do my normal walks

I did try and walk around a park and it was a big mistake

Got some new makeup and tried some new looks with a bold dark lip

Took a bit of a nap around midday

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I’m going to be the minority opinion here, but I think that last anon from last night had a good point. I don’t think a hockey player who has a sketchy past with women and with micro aggressive behavior should be highlighted as much on this blog. However, your apology was appreciated and I don’t think people should’ve came at you so hard. Everyone has their own life experience, and the black experience is not linear. We can all learn more about our culture. Now let’s get back to hockey gossip

We will get back to hockey yes but if you look at Trevor’s tag, I hold him accountable. Should I have highlighted his relationship as much as I did? No. But I hold him accountable and that’s why I said I don’t like his actions and even said he needs therapy and shouldn’t get in another relationship until he’s had therapy and said he’s a bad boyfriend

Enough of that because it’s beating a dead horse at this point

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PC Engine - MYSTIC FORMULA

Title: MYSTIC FORMULA / ミスティッフォーミュラ

Developer/Publisher: Micro Cabin

Release date: 23 July 1993

Catalogue No.: MCCD3004

Genre: Vertical Shooter

Format: Super CD-ROM2

The PC Engine is widely regarded in gaming communities as a haven for shooters of nearly all stripes be it horizontal or vertical and be it a from-the-ground-up title or an arcade port. Unfortunately, if you are a top-down shooter fan the pickings are slim.  Bloody Wolf is usually the go but after that it gets sketchy. Final Zone 2 is just flat-out bad (it's so bad I'd rather play F.Z. Senki Axis) and as much as people laugh at it (with good reason mind you) Red Alert/Last Alert is actually a good game. Mystic Formula was a game I coveted when I saw it in an issue of Gamefan but it would be many years before I would actually purchase it. While I would like to say that it was worth the wait it is not. While decent overall it feels lifeless and more like an afterthought compared to its lengthy cutscenes. The bulk of the game’s budget went into these as they are long and many. The game’s simple plot follows a group of adventurers as they track down a mysterious purple stone for its one-million-dollar reward. The cast of characters is small, but they are a likable bunch. Even though there is no animation it gives off the feel of a mid-90s OVA. Once gameplay actually starts it drops off a cliff beyond its initial level. That first stage leaves a good first impression as it has good pacing and a cool mid-boss. The end-level boss reminded me of Legendary Wings but it cheaps out from there. Each level seems to be built on one looping tile set with little variation and while there are a few cool bosses they aren’t enough to save the presentation.

The soundtrack on the other hand is fantastic. Micro Cabin has a long history of excellent music in their titles and Mystic Formula is no exception. The hard rock tracks suit the game well although I wish they were longer; they stop and repeat frequently.

There are a lot of surface similarities with similar titles like Capcom’s Senjou no Ookami 2/Mercs however Mystic Formula has a few features uniquely its own. All four characters differ in terms of their attack range, speed, and special attack although there isn’t one clear victor.  A meter governs the power of your shots. When you aren’t attacking it fills up slowly with your attacks changing at different points. Since your basic attack only covers a short distance, this is your only means of ranged attack. While it sounds like it would slow down gameplay the power bar fills up pretty quickly.

Sadly power-ups aren’t too common, and I don’t understand why. The few available aren’t game-breaking and would actually go some way towards bringing some excitement to the proceedings. You can increase the power of your normal shots, obtain scrolls for extra uses of your special attack, and boost your speed. The most fun item will temporarily summon one of your teammates to fight by your side for a while. You lose these items upon death or the following stage which sucks since you see them so rarely and their drops are easy to miss.

As sad as it sounds Mystic Formula definitely plays as though its creators did the bare minimum in terms of content and gameplay between cutscenes. The game’s pacing is very slack; there are large gaps between enemy waves. Aside from a few areas where the enemies respawn, you’ll be hard-pressed to find any excitement. You know things are bad when even a ride on a hoverbike is just flat-out boring. 

[afreakingdork]

in reference to that recent ask about bad future don, damn..makes you wonder how ws!donnie would react to the fact that somewhere in the multiverse, his hero self not only got on the actual ship but essentially let himself be bluetoothed to sketchy alien tech. that's the equivalent of meeting a version of yourself who discovered mystic micro chipping when they were in college whilst you spent those same years screaming, crying and eating instant ramen out of a ziplock bag. /j

Hey, no jokes! This has been discussed before! WS!Don is kinda big failure. I was just talking to Sofa this week about how he made his inadequecies everyone else's problems. Donnie is such a drama queen.

As a refresher for him seeing say Crush Too Much Donnie or canon Donnie, he would find them weak. He'd think of them the say way he does the other turtles for wasting potential goofing off and harboring similar resentment, but a small part of him would be in awe. There's versions of him out there that are allowed to be happy. That would strike him deep.