#there is no consistency here i didn’t wanna go look up refs

[zkyeline]

kitty cat zac oyama I will miss u forever

[quibbs126]

hi!! you said it'd be okay to request oc/canon fankids, so i thought i'd toss one of mine into the mix! her name's salt lick cookie, and she's a farmhand on a ranch. she mostly helps with the horses (hence 'salt lick'), and is a HUGE Horse Girl™. she has that THICK southern drawl, and is pretty laid-back in general. her pet would be a little living hobby-horse toy, y'know, the kind on a stick that you'd stand over and run around pretending to ride as a kid.

i think it'd be REALLY cute to pair her with potato cookie, since they both work closely with animals, and potatoes and salt tend to work well together lmao!

i do wanna apologize for a couple things regarding the reference image: since i can't draw, i used a mobile dollmaker app, so the colors aren't 100% accurate… salt licks run the gamut from pure white to a deep, pinky red, but nothing's as dark as the red on her overshirt, so that red should be lighter and more pinkish. (her bandana is supposed to be white and pink, too, not. yellow.) and the website i used to make the background transparent decided to also make her pigtails, shirt, and half of one boot transparent… hopefully that won't make a difference if the canvas is white?

ah, sorry, one more thing, if you ever decide to draw this, i'd prefer if you tagged energy-drink-cookie, since that's my cookie run sideblog!! even if you pass on this, i think it's really cool that you're open to ocs and i hope you're having a good day!

Here you are, this is Potato Chip Cookie

You said to tag @energy-drink-cookie so here you go

Oh and by the way if you’re wondering why the oc looks different in my ref than the one given, it’s because I redrew it myself and afterwards I was told I could use that version if I wanted

Anyways on to the show, so I named him Potato Chip simply because they’re potatoes and they’re usually salty. I mean one’s salt and the other potatoes, what else was I gonna do if not some form of salty potatoes?

Potato chips:

Funny enough when making the initial rough sketch, I thought he looked a bit too much like Salt Lick, but around the time I was finishing up, I thought he looked a bit too much like Potato. I’m willing to say now he’s probably more of an even balance

I do admit that I kind of just gave him Salt Lick’s top hair, just with some more rounded ends to resemble Potato more. I was always planning on making his hair blonde with white streaks since he’s still a potato, but I also made the blonde slightly more orange, though I don’t think it’s very noticeable

I also gave him those dark brown flecks in his hair just because the potato chips I was looking at had some pepper in them. And it tied in with the eyebrow color

I gave him pink eyes because it was supposed to represent the salt, but also I realize that if I didn’t give him pink eyes, he’d definitely look too much like Potato

So with his outfit, initially he was going to be a farmer, but I ended up think “what if he was a chef instead?” and went with that for everything below his scarf (since that was what I had drawn first). But also I didn’t change the initial look, mostly because I really liked it, so I think his top part and his bottom part may not entirely coincide with his theme

When trying to finalize the colors, I wasn’t sure about giving Potato Chip his yellow shirt, since I thought it looked off, but my friend told me to make it flannel and make his scarf red, so I did. I think I’ve gotten flannel mostly down, but truthfully I’m not sure

But yeah overall I quite like his design

Now onto his character

So I said before he’s a chef. Well he still lives on the potato farm with his family, but he also acts as their cook, since he’s got aspirations of one day being a famous chef (though he’s currently a bit too young to pursue these dreams, he’s still a teenager). His dishes mainly consist of various things made of potatoes like potato salad, potato chips, potato pancakes, loaded potatoes, you get the picture. Also if they have a mill for potato flour/starch, I imagine he mans it as his main role on the farm

Other than that, he’s a sweet guy. A bit shy and sometimes easily startled, but he doesn’t have an ounce of malice in his dough. He just likes to make food for the people he cares about

And yeah I think that’s about it for Potato Chip, I hope you like him!

[onebizarrekai]

v3′s art is comically terrible for a professionally distributed game in a series: a compilation

in this not-essay I will list all of the mistakes and problems I have spotted in v3′s art. don’t worry, it’s entirely for fun and I’m doing this on a whim, so please feel free to not take this seriously but also it’s hilarious and embarrassing how ridiculous this is like what happened did they speedrun the whole production or what

see, there are some things you can take as meta like “they made it bad on purpose to allude to the downfall of tv shows that have been on air for much too long” but I have a very strong feeling this is not the case due to the nature of some of these errors

disclaimer, the more I study this art, the more I fear that the artists were underpaid and underslept, so if this is in fact the case, I am so sorry to all of them but also I’m going to make fun of the art anyway

anyway let’s get started!

if you study this image for longer than 5 seconds, you will see that kaede is the only one fully shaded and keebo is literally just his normal sprite pasted into the image. every other character is just an ordinary ref, hence most of them facing the exact same direction with neutral expressions on their faces. it looks like a bad edit, and is probably one of the worst pieces of art in the game. it kind of gets better from here on, but my roasting will not.

with that out of the way, here’s the problem that officially bothers me the most and clarifies my viewpoint of “this is not meta and an actual lack of company communication”

this freaking cg, which seems normal at a glance, but some wiseass was like “oh, kaede is a girl, so obviously she’s going to be shorter than the Male Protagonist™” ah, that’s funny. because if you look at the character bios, kaede is, in fact, one inch taller than shuichi and not like 6 inches shorter as she is shown here.

also shuichi’s shoulder is disproportionate and horrendous and he looks vaguely like a jojo character, but I wasn’t even thinking about that until right now.

thanks guys, 50% of the fandom who has never bothered to check these bios thinks that kaede is like 5′3 (did the developers really put so little thought into her to the point where drawing her correctly in the game didn’t even matter??)

also I would like to point out that, even though this isn’t related to the art itself, yes, a character kaede’s size being only 117 lbs is unfeasible, but this applies to literally every character in danganronpa ever and it’s not new news that it’s unrealistic

update: someone in the tags informed me that in versions of the game that use centimeters, like the japanese version, kaede is actually shorter than shuichi, which just adds another thing to the list of weird decisions the localization team made for no reason. that said, after confirming this, kaede is 167 cm in the original, while shuichi is 171 cm, which are approximately 5′6 and 5′7 respectively, but one inch is still nowhere near as drastic as it is depicted above. (in spite of this, I would rather depict kaede as slightly taller, so I’m probably going to keep doing that.)

the journey continues!

bro if you want kaede to have shoulder length hair then stick to it to begin with

you can pretend this is at an angle all you want but they definitely committed the shorter kaede sin a second time

wait a goddamn second.

DO YOU SEE THIS

no………… it wasn’t kaede who shrank. it was shuichi who got taller

speaking of which, can we talk about how shady the perspective is in this elevator pic? look at shuichi and kokichi in comparison to kaede. kokichi, who is canonically 7 inches (edit: or 5, if you’re loyal to the original) shorter than kaede, looks taller than kaede. he’s growing too. what steroids are these gays taking

running into the room, electric boogaloo: I don’t think tsumugi is supposed to be the same height as kokichi

gonta… gonta you’re lookin a bit like a jojo character there

I love how kaito’s head looks kind of like it was pasted onto his body. why is he the same size as shuichi? shouldn’t he be high school bully size or something? his torso is teensy

ah yes, white angie.

I love this cg but why is shuichi’s right hand so much bigger than his left hand

I also love how this cg looks like they literally took pictures of trees and pasted them into the background, especially on the left. the shadows are so weird, especially closer to the ceiling, it’s difficult for me to believe they didn’t do exactly that.

return of Enlarged shuichi

puberty update: kokichi is now taller than shuichi in spite of shuichi never missing leg day. what crimes will he commit

I have to mention it, guys. this has to be one of the worst danganronpa cgs. kokichi’s facial proportions look atrocious. look at the way his face sticks out like his jaw is in the wrong place. his scarf is a pasted texture. that’s it. this moment was so iconic but the cg just looks so… so… off. like something is terribly wrong, but you can’t put your finger on it.

you know what? let’s get into that ‘pasted texture’ thing.

let’s imagine you’re an artist working on a professional game. you’re assigned to draw cgs of kokichi ouma, who has a checkered scarf from hell. sure, it will be terrible to draw, but you only have to draw it once at a time! plus, perspective is pretty important, right? can you be bothered? nah, actually. let’s just copy paste a checkered pattern into the cg, because I’m sure nobody will notice. it’ll blend right in with the other cgs that someone actually put effort into drawing his scarf in, right?

no. the answer is no and I very much noticed. this genuinely looks terrible and I would understand taking a shortcut like that in fanart or even an indie game but this is a full price pc and console distributed game

(an addition: look at kokichi’s TINY HANDS in that last one)

meanwhile, they straight up forgot to color in kokichi’s scarf in this cg.

dude. I forgot about whatever the hell this cg was. anyway look at keebo please just look at him

lovin kaito’s baby arms

real talk, maybe you could argue that he’s missing muscle because he’s deathly sick, but most of his cgs don’t line up with this, and his arms just look disproportionate to his torso size (granted this is a consistent problem across all danganronpa games and a lot of characters have this weird problem, like hajime, but also kaito is bigger than hajime so I kind of have higher expectations of him) maybe it’s his stupid goatee and the way he reminds me of yasuhiro?? it creates this illusion that he’s older than he is and so I keep expecting him to look more like an adult

oh, also rantaro is missing some of his accessories in that video he made–you know the one–but I don’t wanna go back and screenshot it

also you may have noticed that I’m skipping all of the monokub cgs because I literally do not care about them and I’m not even bothering to check and see if they have artistic mistakes in them

JIMMY NEUTRON???

hey um uh kaito you seem to be missing your neck

hey guys do you like my pregame fanart

so, that done, the sprites are also pretty terrible at times. they’re not as interesting to go through, however, and downloading the full sprite sets for every character and studying every single one of them will drive me insane, so I’ll just sum some of the ones I noticed up. I made things for kaede and shuichi before deciding I wasn’t going to get into it, so here are these.

that said, other mistakes include kokichi missing his purple highlights in all of the sprites encompassing a specific pose, stray pixels all over the place on everyone, and everyone also has heavily inconsistent shading, but literally all I think about is how pregame shuichi is unshaded and two of kaede’s pregame sprites have glaring outfit change mistakes in them

anyway, thank you for taking the time to read my ridiculous ramble. in all seriousness, there’s this looming presence of some lack of communication in the development team, like with all the art and design inconsistencies, pieces and sprites that look rushed, stray pixels, and missing basic proportional stuff. these are the kinds of things that you supposedly have to pretty much have in the bag in order to get jobs in professional businesses, so it’s really weird to me that this game suffers from so many of these problems. it’s like they tried to make the art so much more crisp than the other games, but it fell on its face as they realized it was going to take longer to draw everything and they started to rush. it’s weird, because the coloring itself looks normal–it’s just sloppily drawn, and the proportions are a mess once put into the context of perspective. many of the cgs look like they were drawn by different people, and I’m still not over the fact that half of kokichi’s cgs have his scarf pasted in as a texture.

the moral of the story is that if you’re selling a game at full price that also happens to be in a series that has had 3 very good games in it already the stakes should probably be higher than this. v3 has been out for more than 3 years and it’s still $40 (did it cost more than that before? I sure hope not), and the overarching quality of the game is just not as high as the other games. I’m not saying that the other games don’t have any problems with their art at all, they’re just not as glaringly obvious and every artistic choice in those games feels intentional.

regardless, I had a blast roasting the art at 2am, so maybe you got a kick out of all this chaos.

[geekgemsspooksandtoons]

Elizabeth Comstock

@fishtankinhouse​ so yeah, I was gonna start drawing that first drawing when you messaged me that I recall. Yet during that, I had thought of drawing in his Vox Populi look. But decided to stick with the Elizabeth drawing. I was gonna plan on drawing Brigid Tenenbaum after that second Elizabeth drawing. But I didn’t wanna stay up more late to make a drawing. Besides, her it’s mainly her same design that Fishtankinhouse drew.  https://thefishesart-blog.tumblr.com/post/633298410700767232/ref-thingy-i-did-for-how-i-usually-draw-them-n And here’s my original drawing of Brigid. I still wanna draw her next time.

That first drawing if I recall was tricky. The original concept was being inspired by a certain character I love. And blending Elizabeth’s first design in Infinite and her Burial At Sea look. I also noticed and think even said to myself that white is a consistent theme in her designs. While I wonder if her wearing a white sweater may be weird. It seems to work and shit, in that link. I revealed what certain character I meant. XD Yes, I gave Elizabeth a hoodie.

And that second drawing? I rushed that like a mother fucker. I question if it should be better. It’s nearly the same as her first original look in Infinite. But there’s a reason why that skirt is purple. And it doesn’t look bad. :) It’s also her first look before going to the more casual look or something.

Also yes, she’s still wearing the same boats lol. Including that necklace still has the Rapture logo on it.

Anyway, glad I finally drew these. Okay, I see Elizabeth’s head is too big. Yet the drawing still works. Edit update I forgot to mentioned during that first drawing. I almost forgot to make her skin different. It’s more tanner than she was in Infinite. Due to some reasons I’ll say. And I revealed it in a joke lol. I tried my best, she’s...kind of based on an actress in a way too.

[sango-blep]

Hi Sango!!!! I saw your post on arts tut or asks and bring my courage to ask you. I love the way you draw poses of the each characters in the drawing and they seems so neutral. How do you practice that? Do you have any tips or suggestions for learning good poses??? I have tried to copy magazine and bought bunch of art anatomy book but I just can't learn. If there is any tips, I will be ever grateful. Thank you. 😊😊

You can check out my previous post where I already talked a bit how I basically get from first idea, to putting it down for a drawing/comic.

I've already talked about this in previous posts, but gesture and figure drawing is the key! you can browse my ""tutorial" tag for the other posts.

There are plenty good videos about how to get started with figure drawing on yt, proko always has good content! Learning the difference between contouring and actually gesture/figure drawing is important here.

The first gif is how I may have approached drawing a figure from a ref years ago,no real idea yet how gesture and figure drawing works, so you're just focusing on the lines and trying to copy those aka, contouring, instead of actually building a figure.

Second gif is a very quick example how I would approach something like this today,notice how I go for the torso first,putting down which way it 's pointing and twisting is really important, I also drew in a line of action for you all, it shows the general energy/movement of a figure. Anatomy is really not important yet and is something you can start defining once you got your basic figure!

Ignoring figure drawing and trying to go straight for anatomy or getting too focused on contouring instead of drawing a figure is how you end up with those dreaded way too stiff poses.

1. the “how not to” draw a figure, aka contour.

2. gesture (whe you make a long ass post and then tumblr doesnt let you include the gifs...I hope the links work)

putting the rest of the post under a cut!

This stuff can look kinda vague and confusing at the beginning, but stick to it! I could’ve probably also put the line of action on the dude the other way around, so it shows the curve of his torso going into his right leg instead of the arm. Or you could even put down two! Now to a more hands on exampe from one of my actual drawings. This is why I keep sketches fairly simple most of the time,my main focus is on getting the gesture and the energy down, detail can come later! You can see that I didn’t bother with properly drawing the faces, especially in a bigger picture like that, the faces really aren’t that important compared to a portrait. Having good dynamic poses and body language is my priority here.

I guess all of this is what also helps me to stay consistent! That and already having drawn those characters many times and just being familiar with their features. To get back a bit more to the how do I start an idea and refence question. I highly HIGHLY recommend everyone to check out the program pureref for pc and vizref for ipad. Essentially it’s an infinite canvas that let’s you import or even just drag and drop pictures into it and create a reference board!

Using reference is so important and those programs are so incredibly helpful, especially when you’re working on bigger projects. You can throw all of your refs into ONE file, and when you continue working you just gotta open that one file instead of opening all those individual pictures and sites you saved. They let you mirror,rotate, crop and much more inside of the program making this so so so helpful.

I’m literally begging y’all at this point to give pureref a shot, it’s free. Vizref costs about 4,50 but is still a steal considering the value you get out of it.

Here’s an example of the ref board I put together for the zine piece I drew last year!

Reference is a big topic by itself and I don’t wanna make this too long. If anyone wants to know more about reference and the different way you can use it and how I use it just let me know and I can put together another post!

[olliedollie1204]

by the book

Virgil didn’t think this day could surprise him further. He was wrong.

Pairings: Platonic Virgil and Logan, Romantic Moceit, Familial Moceit and Logan

Word Count: 3,268

Tags: Librarian Virgil, Kid Logan, building towards eventual Romantic Anamoceit

sequel to my last fic for future reference, bc i’m gay and library meet cutes are ESPECIALLY cute

(Read it on AO3!)

If you had asked Virgil how he’d be spending his afternoon, he wouldn’t have said this.

Usually at this time of day, he’d be finishing up whatever book he’d decided to read during his shift the night before. He’d take his lunch break in the back (which consisted of listening to music as he debated what book to bring in the next day), and by the time he was back on the reference desk he’d be ready to spend the rest of his shift trying to beat his high score on Temple Run.

Today, though, his pattern seemed to be disrupted just a bit. Probably by the fact that a five year old child with a mouth that ran a mile a minute had come up to him unsupervised, asked for his help finding a very specific book, and basically kidnapped him back to the children’s section, where the two of them had spent the last hour doing anything and everything that Logan wanted.

Virgil tried to summon up an ounce of irritation at that fact. He was, overall, unsuccessful.

Right now, Logan was in the bathroom (after giving Virgil an amusingly childish explanation of how he didn’t need his dads to help him go potty anymore) so Virgil was taking the time to straighten up the game table from their activities. Logan had moved on to the library’s Lego collection, so he figured it was alright to put the checkers, dominos, and Connect Four pieces back into their proper boxes.

“Fuck,” he muttered softly as he dropped a handful of game pieces onto the floor. He leaned over to scoop them up, but to his surprise there was already a hand there to grab them.

“Maybe no swearing in the playzone, okay, Virgil?”

Virgil raised his head, giving Dot a guilty look.

“Sorry,” he replied. He always had to fight the urge to call her ma’am, considering she was only a few years older than him.

Dot waved a hand dismissively. “Don’t worry about it. I know you’re not used to being near the kids, but something tells me you weren’t given much of a choice today, huh?”

She smiled and nodded her head toward Logan’s book basket on the floor. Virgil huffed a laugh.

“Yeah. You know he walked all the way to the ref desk?”

“I watched him go,” Dot replied. As Virgil’s eyes widened, she shrugged. “The library really isn’t that big, sweetie. I can see your desk from here.”

Virgil furrowed his brow. He straightened up in his seat, turned his head almost all the way around, and— oh, huh. There was his desk, half obstructed by the shelves and book displays, but easily within sight of the children’s section.

“Guess I don’t look up that much,” he admitted. Dot snorted as she helped him close the last box, grabbing them all and sliding them back into place on the toy shelf.

“Definitely wouldn’t kill you to look at the world around you once in a while,” she agreed. Virgil felt a small burst of anxiety at the notion that she was reprimanding him for not doing his job well enough, but her kind smile and teasing tone made him relax just a bit.

“The book club’s just about done, by the way,” she continued, standing up and walking back toward the children’s desk. “Keep an eye out for his dads for me, hon? I’ve got shelving to do.”

Virgil hummed in assent, now focused on watching the bathroom door as he waited for Logan to exit. While he waited, he saw a group of people spilling out the community room and dispersing through the library.

Keeping one eye on the bathroom door, Virgil bent over to move the young boy’s book basket from the floor to the table. He collected the two baby name books in his arms; just as Logan said, they were too big and heavy to fit into the already overstuffed basket.

He glanced back at the door, a sudden twinge of worry hitting him when he still didn’t see Logan exit. He spun around, ready to scan the library to make sure he hadn’t wandered off again—

And immediately Virgil tripped over his own feet, falling to his knees on the thin colorful carpet. He fumbled the books for just a moment before they, too, fell from his arms and slammed loudly against the floor.

Virgil hoped that his face wasn’t as red as it felt, but he knew he was probably fooling himself.

“Are you okay?”

Virgil nodded, eyes on the floor as he quickly tried to pick up the books. “I’m fine.”

“Are you lying?”

This voice was different from the first, and that fact combined with the strange phrasing made Virgil’s brow furrow in confusion. “No, of course I’m not—”

He looked up, and now his face was certainly as red as it felt (possibly even redder), because he found himself staring at two of the most handsome men he’s ever seen outside of his romance novels.

“Um,” Virgil said eloquently. “I—”

His words cut off as the first man (tall, heavyset, with a pair of wire rimmed glasses on his face) abruptly grabbed his arm, helping him keep his balance as he slowly stood up again.

“Did you enjoy your vacation?” he asked, and Virgil had half a second to wonder if he somehow got a concussion before the man finished, “Because that was quite a trip you just took!”

Virgil felt his jaw drop a bit at the… frankly atrocious pun, holy shit. The other man seemed disappointed but not surprised, whapping the first man’s arm with no real strength.

“Please excuse my husband,” he said formally, his dark eyes shining out from his lean, angular face. “He somehow thinks punning at random strangers is both appropriate and appreciated.”

“It worked on you, didn’t it?” the first man interjected, wrapping an arm around the second man and giving him a kiss on the temple. The second man huffed, but Virgil was quickly understanding that his irritation was mostly for show.

“My name is Janus,” the second man continued, reaching a hand out to shake Virgil’s hand. “And this is my husband Patton.”

It took Virgil an inordinately long second to respond, but he finally managed to shift the books in his arms and shake Janus’ hand.

“It’s, um, very nice to meet you,” he replied. God dammit, did his voice sound weird? Why did his voice sound weird? Did he get a concussion? “Uh—” 

“Oh my gosh, are you expecting, too?”

Virgil cut himself off as the first man, Patton, gasped in delight. Virgil’s brow furrowed before he could help it, but after a moment he realized Patton was pointing toward him, toward the books in his arms. The baby name books in his arms.

Virgil’s eyes widened. “Oh! Um, I—”

Janus gave an overdramatic groan. “Please, Patton, I thought we came here to get away from all of the baby talk.”

“No, I know, but—” Patton replied, waving his hands in excitement. “We did this to meet new people with common interests, and look! A new person with a common interest, right?” 

The corner of Janus’ mouth twitched. For some reason, Virgil very much wanted to see his full smile. “You’re right, darling. Maybe if we give our new friend a moment to speak, we can arrange an outing together.”

“Please say yes,” Patton interrupted, and for a moment Virgil considered doing whatever the hell he asked for as long as he kept talking. “Please say yes! I wanna get to know more new parents in the area!”

“We’re hardly ‘new parents’, dear. We’ve done this before.”

“Yeah, but not for years, honey. And not with twins!”

Oh. Oh. The pieces clicked together in Virgil’s head embarrassingly slowly.

“Wait,” he interjected, causing both men to look at him. “Are you—”

A small gasp came from behind them.

“Daddy! Papa!”

Just like that, Logan darted forward, diving in front of Virgil to wrap his arms around Patton and Janus’ knees.

Patton’s face somehow broke into an even larger smile at his son’s sudden appearance. “Hey, kiddo! Are you okay?”

Logan nodded, bouncing on his heels. “I found the books! I found the books!”

“What books, professor?” Janus asked, resting his hand on the top of Logan’s head in a move that was both fond and protective.

Logan reached up, yanking at the hems of his parents’ shirts. “I found the books for the babies’ names! Mr. Virgil helped me!”

Both men paused for just a moment. Their eyes flickered between Logan, to Virgil, and back again; after a beat, their eyes went wide in understanding.

“Did you do that for us, Logan?” Patton asked, picking Logan up and hoisting him onto his hip. His hands were large and calloused, and yet he somehow managed to hold Logan like he was made of glass. “How did that go?”

Logan took a deep breath.

“I told Mr. Virgil I need to name my baby brothers and he went with me to find some baby name books and I learned that there are ten thousand and one names and that names even mean things and people can name their babies after books and then he went with me back to the playzone and I told him about the cephalopods and we played Checkers and I built a robot with Legos and now you’re here!”

Virgil watched the two men as Logan spoke, intrigued and impressed that they seemed to be catching every single word.

“Well, it sounds like you had a lot of fun, kiddo,” Patton said fondly. He smiled back at Virgil, but his words were directed to Logan as he asked, “Is Mr. Virgil holding your books for you?”

Logan nodded and made grabby hands at Virgil, who belatedly realized he was still standing with Logan’s books clasped against his chest like a shy teenager in a coming of age movie.

“Oh, um,” he stammered, fumbling with the books before showing the two men their titles. “He, um, he wanted to get these two. I know they’re a little dense, but—”

“But our little brainiac asked you to help him find the biggest books possible, right?” Janus asked, his hand coming up to tweak Logan’s earlobe. “We’re used to it.”

Virgil felt a smile growing on his face. “Yeah. And, uh, for what it’s worth, I don’t think they’ll be that hard to read. It’s just lists of names, it’s not, like, in-depth etymology or anything.”

“What’s etymology?” Logan asked.

Patton made a slightly panicked noise, pulling Logan closer to him. “Isn’t that the study of bugs?”

“That’s entomology, dear,” Janus replied kindly. “Etymology is the study of words.”

“Oh,” the first man replied, giving Virgil a relieved grin. “Well, I think Logi’s already got quite a few words under his belt, huh?”

Virgil gave a small laugh; it was obvious Logan always spoke like he was training to become an auctioneer. “All that reading’s gotta go somewhere, I guess. Do you guys come here often?”

Too late, he realized how painfully close his words sounded to a cliche pick up line, but thankfully neither man found it weird.

“We just moved to the area, actually,” Patton replied easily. “I guess that means you’re a librarian, then?”

Virgil nodded, gesturing awkwardly behind them as he replied, “Yep, I’m a reference librarian. I work at the, uh, reference desk.”

Janus slowly raised one eyebrow. “How interesting. Logan, I believe we agreed that you didn’t have to come to our book club meeting as long as you would stay in the playzone, am I correct?”

Both men looked at the small boy, who was beginning to look very sheepish. “Well, technically—”

“Technically I came here first,” Virgil interjected, drawing all three of them to look at him in surprise. “I was making my rounds around the library, Logan asked me where to find the baby name books, and I thought that if it was better for me to take him to them than to risk him walking off by himself.”

Logan looked at him with wide eyes, but kept his mouth shut. Smart kid.

“Oh!” Patton said, pleasantly surprised. “Well, that’s alright then, since you stayed with a librarian the whole time.”

“And I got the babies’ name books!” Logan added, seemingly trying to move the conversation away from his and Virgil’s lie.

“And you got the babies’ name books,” Janus agreed. He held his hands out, and Virgil transferred the weighty books into his arms. “Oh, goody, this one has a thousand pages. How fun.”

“It does sound fun!” Patton added cheerfully, swaying Logan back and forth. “We have nine months for the babies to come, and a thousand pages over nine months is…”

“About 111 pages a month,” Virgil said quickly. “Divided by 30 days, that means you just have to go through about 4 pages a day.”

Patton gaped at him, Janus’ lips quirked into the tantalizing near-smile, and Logan— well, Logan looked at him like he’d just spoken another language. Which, to a five year old, he might as well have.

“Are you… are you a robot?” Logan asked seriously, causing all three men to smile at each other in amusement.

“I don’t think I’m a robot,” Virgil replied, but to his surprise Janus hummed in suspicion.

“I don’t know,” he said slowly, leaning into Logan’s ear to whisper conspiratorially, “Doesn’t that sound like something a robot would say?”

Logan gasped, causing Patton to giggle.

“Hey, Logi! How does a robot sit down?”

The small boy paused, looking at his dad with a wary distrust. “Daddy, this better not be a joke.”

Patton merely grinned. He gave Virgil a quick wink before finishing, “On his ro-bottom!”

Both Logan and Janus groaned, Logan flopping over in Patton’s arms. “Daddy! Your jokes are not funny!”

“Oh, they’re not?” Patton asked, reaching up to quickly scribble his fingers against Logan’s stomach. “Then why are you laughing?”

Logan burst into giggles, wiggling and kicking his feet. “I’m not!”

Janus and Virgil shared an amused look at the scene of total adorableness happening in front of them, before Janus cleared his throat.

“Okay, okay,” he interrupted, placing a hand on his husband’s arm and allowing his son to breathe. “Let’s take this outside of the quiet library, alright, dear?”

Patton smiled back at him, reaching around to cover Janus’ hand with his own. The three of them there looked so— so perfect, Virgil realized. They looked like a perfect family.

“Well,” Virgil said abruptly, shoving his hands in his pockets. “I’m glad I could help your son today. If you have any more questions, Ms. Dot at the children’s desk can help you find what you’re looking for.”

Patton blinked once before his eyes went wide. “Oh, gosh, you’re still working right now, aren't you? I’m so sorry we took up so much of your time—”

“No!” Virgil insisted. “No, no, no, it was no trouble at all, really.”

“Well, regardless, we thank you very much,” Janus added, shifting so he could also grab Logan’s book basket from the game table. “I expect my family and I will be coming here again in the near future, and I hope we’ll see you again.”

Virgil felt his face go warm. He knew Janus just meant it as a friendly, regular-library-visitors-getting-to-know-the-staff kind of way, but for a moment, he couldn’t help but imagine what if they actually meant they wanted to see him again.

“Yeah,” was all he said, nodding once. “It was nice meeting you all. Bye, Logan.”

He gave a small wave before walking past them, moving back toward his desk with a distracted feeling in his head. Maybe if he skipped some of the boring heterosexual sex scenes, he could still finish his novel of the day before his shift ended— 

“Mr. Virgil!”

He froze at the sound of Logan’s tony voice calling his name. As he turned, he saw as Logan managed to wriggle out of Patton’s hold, trotting over to him.

“Logan!” Patton called, making an apologetic face at Virgil as he and Janus followed their son. “I’m sorry, I think he just wanted to say something else—” 

“I really wanna say thank you for the babies’ name books,” Logan interrupted, screeching to a halt just in front of Virgil. “And— and thank you for the, um, the checkers, and the Legos, and— and—”

“Hey,” Virgil interrupted softly, kneeling down and smiling at Logan. “You are very welcome, kid. I’m happy I could help.”  

“And I wanted to know if please can I come play with you again when my dads and me come back to the li-berry, please?” Logan finished in a rush of breath, looking at Virgil for just a second before his gaze dropped to the floor.

Virgil hesitated. “...Oh.”

“Logan, darling,” Janus interjected gently, “Mr. Virgil might not be able to play with you anytime—”

“Actually,” Virgil cut him off, eyes darting up to the grownups before he gave Logan an awkward smile. “I, uh, I can’t guarantee I’ll always be able to play in the playzone, but if you wanna come say hi and… and tell me about the cephalopods, I’ll love to hear about it.”

Logan’s eyes widened, and he broke into a delighted grin. “Really?”

“Really?” Patton repeated, sounding gratefully surprised. “I mean, if you have to work, we wouldn’t want to do distract you—”

“I… don’t actually do much work when I’m at the reference desk,” Virgil admitted. “I usually just sit back there reading all day.”

“Except for when you make your rounds around the library, like you did earlier today,” Janus corrected, giving Virgil a look that revealed he 100% knew Virgil had lied earlier.

“Yep,” Virgil replied anyway, eyes locked onto Janus’ as he gave a slightly cheeky grin. “Except for that, of course.”

Janus stared him down, but didn’t call his bluff; instead he smirked, slow and satisfied, and his smile was somehow even better than Virgil had pictured it.

“Well,” he finished, “the sooner we check these books out, the sooner we can read them. Logan?”

He held out the book basket, and Logan took it with all of the determination of a child on a mission.

“I have to check out the books because I remember-ized the number,” he informed Virgil seriously.

“Well, it’s a good thing your dads have you, then, isn’t it?” Virgil replied. The big grin Logan gave him was only rivaled by the giant one Patton was giving him over Logan’s shoulder.

“Alright, kiddo,” Patton said, placing a hand on Logan’s back and ushering him toward the check out desk. “‘Read’ the way! Get it? Like ‘lead the way’?”

Logan groaned. “Daddy!”

Virgil laughed to himself, watching as the three of them walked away. Just before they turned the corner to the checkout desk, Logan turned around, waving like Virgil was miles away rather than a few yards. Patton and Janus waved too, and something about the way the two of them were looking at Virgil— friendly, fond, and grateful, all mixed into one— made his stomach doing a rather interesting acrobatic move.

It wasn’t until later, when he was safe behind his desk again, that he realized what that feeling was. That blush-causing, stammer-inducing, stomach-flipping feeling. It was a feeling he was well familiar with— not because he’d felt it before, but because he’d read about it.

In his romance novels.

Virgil froze, staring blankly ahead of him.

Ah. Well. Okay then.

He was fucked.

[anxiety-trademark]

The week in review:

Raw 09/21 NXT 09/23 NXT UK 09/24 Smackdown 09/25 Clash of Champions 09/27 + Main Event 09/24

Raw:

Billie’s not wrong. None of these people are wrong. That title has fallen so fucking far since Becky held it, Jesus.

Interesting to see Billie Kay be somewhat (?) supportive of Peyton. Manager?

I implore women to stop using red eyeliner unless you’re trying to look possessed.

Oh at least Mickie’s gonna have her last match with her snazzy pants on.

God that theme music is so outdated.

If there was one person on the roster that could convince me they wrestled in the Diva’s era, it’d be Mickie James.

Beautiful Octopus, dare I say best in the division. Look at those crossed legs. Just beautiful, Zelina.

Man it was cool watching Zelina reverse the powerbomb attempt into a rollup, but Mickie couldn’t be bothered to get her shoulders down for a 2 count before the reversal. Shame.

Zelina needs an increase to her speed to pull off the style she’s going for, but it’s a fun style.

oof I think Mickie actually caught Zelina’s forehead with that high kick.

Seated Senton off the top rope is garbage and I hate it.

Lmfao Zelina won with a backstabber. She’s literally Sasha-lite. Okay.

Word was Bianca was the star of the pc combine, right? So if you wanna showcase her strength, do it against someone I fucking know lmao. Who was this bro? Of course she’s stronger than a nobody in the pc. Friggin Alexa Bliss can effortlessly give piggy back rides to Sheamus. That’s impressive, because I know how strong and big he is. This could’ve been done better is all I’m saying. Maybe do a sitdown interview with her pc peeps hyping her up, or show footage of her blowing everyone in the combine out the park. Idk.

Ruby stop hyping up Nia and Shayna individually, individually they suck lol lesbireal.

So did Ruby just give Liv her shirt? …You know what, it works, I’m not gonna dig into this.

I feel like all women use the same starting moves against Nia and it’s a little tired ngl. They do this headscissors into a standing crucifix hold, and then slide down to try and roll her up. Then she picks them up and headbutts them. Come on peeps.

Mk just throw Lana through another table, she’s as useless in the ring (kf wise) as Liv is on commentary (non-kf wise)

Let me rewind, how did Nattie get taken out this time? A punch again. COOL. Nattie confirmed worst tag partner in the history of the division.

Lmfao rip Lana. Bye.

Wow we just said fuck entrances huh? Ugh God. Imagine Becky not getting an entrance as a damn champion.

So Peyton forgoes jumping for the German suplex, which could’ve resulted in her landing on Asuka’s head, and her reaction is to laugh. Consummate professional. Becky Lynch’s optic cranial nerve injury (caused by a failed German suplex) called, it can’t seem to find the humor.

Idk what that double underhooked move was by Peyton, but it was nice.

What bothers me about Peyton’s spinning heel kick, is as high as she gets it, she only hits people with her calf. Awkward to see.

That attempted transition into the Asuka Lock was... something.

Highlight: Lana going through the table

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NXT:

Did Tegan say “why me” to Candice fucking her knee up with a metal pipe? Somebody get this girl some tissues.

Haha watching Tegan writhe in pain is funny. Candice gets points. And I do not like giving Candice points.

Really appreciate Rhea’s theme after hearing so much generic garbage lately. She’s so done with nxt as a performer, she has passed literally all of them by.

Not to be that person, but seeing so many people in the ring together bothers me. If one person was sick, literally all of them are sick now. It’s just kinda yikes.

Did they forego having a crowd? If so, wise. There’s enough ppl in the ring and at ringside.

Rhea fucking yeeted that girl into the barrier lmaooo.

“...Marina Shafir who’s done some great things on Raw Underground recently,” lmao sure.

The absolute half-assed attempt by that girl to pull herself up before Rhea booted her down to the floor was questionable.

So adding all these random peeps from the pc to this battle royal was done solely to have Raquel and Rhea flex for their feud in 4 months, huh.

Kacy does cool shit, wbk lmao. Gets kicked out, lands on her back, rolls into a handstand, rotates, pulls herself up into the ring using her feet on the ropes; gets kicked out, lands on the side of the guardrail, pulls herself up, uses the plexiglass to help balance herself, jumps onto the stairs; gets kicked out, lands on the side of the guardrail, stands on Kayden’s shoulders and gets chauffeured back to the ring. Brilliant. Would be overkill in a Royal Rumble, but it works here.

R&R eliminate each other/themselves together. Fitting. Dakota “help me I’m useless on my own” Kai is shook.

Why is Indi in the top 5? Or top 7? How is this girl so damn prestigious??

Kacy really just slung herself around the ringpost. I’m becoming a fan of her antics/performances in multiwomen matches.

I see Shotzi’s character is, “I come so close yet cannot manage to touch the gold.” I feel for her... cuz I can’t stand Candice.

Boooo

I love how Io carries herself. She’s a shining example of not allowing her heritage to hold her back or make her feel unimportant. She responds in Japanese, and without missing a beat, translates in perfectly spoken and quick English. Never dances, never smiles, never looks like a chump. Serious and answers the damn question. She gets points.

Highlight: Kacy shenanigans

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NXT UK:

Lol I love KLR so much. Just ducks out of the ring the first time she’s bested.

“KLR is well versed in mental manipulation,” that she is. She’s honestly a top competitor in that sense; equal to the likes of Sasha and Charlotte when it comes to psychology.

Piper’s got power. Ragdolling KLR here.

That’s right, performing with Charlotte Flair at wm is an accolade one can only hope to achieve (I’m annoying I know) no but seriously, KLR vs Becky Lynch? Take my money.

Nice Superkick, nice Tornado ddt.

Dear ref, stop yelling at her and restart the count. Dweeb.

Lmao self inflicted wreckage of her knee. 

This ref is a walking headache. We’re now getting into the autumn of overbooked women’s matches. And UK’s first title match back. Yikes.

That senton was awkward and looked painful af for KLR’s neck. If you’re gonna risk that move while selling a leg injury, make sure you have more space to correct your landing.

I almost wish that turnbuckle came undone naturally because KLR is already such a good seller, but I’m gonna assume this is a worked move since it’s been left exposed.

Yeah see there are issues with that spot. Positives: KLR didn’t purposefully undo the turnbuckle, so it’s not on her to give another title match; the spot has potential, as I’m guessing that would be genuinely painful. Negatives: Piper is too big of a woman to hit the lower turnbuckle doing the cannonball, so she ended up hitting the middle... which was padded. Good ending on paper if you don’t do the equations, but poor execution. Not Piper nor KLR’s fault though.

Slow pacing and I hate overbooked garbage, but this obviously isn’t the only match they’re having so *shrug*

Highlight: Clean tornado ddt, and I do love KLR’s selling

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Smackdown:

Lol Bayley has her chair. She automatically gets a point every time I see it.

Top of the ramp this time? Okay, sure.

Stop cutting to the fancams, production. I don’t care about their reactions.

A fine enough promo to move along both of her angles, but production sucks. Wbk though.

“...one of the most complex personalities,” which personality of Alexa’s are we referring to, though?

Their timing on her pyro was off and now I’m sad. The pops during the breakdown leading into the fountains are fucking amazing and honestly cannot be topped by any of the other women.

When did Alexa stop wearing her gloves to the ring? Probably when she turned face. Shame.

She just called Lacey bitter, southern tea, and you know what? What a fucking drag. Imagine bitter southern tea. As someone who was raised in the south, that is a disgrace to southern tea. Sweet sun tea or pass.

Look at Alexa: selling Lacey’s strength, full of agile speed, and yet here’s Lacey not even bothering to put her shoulders down for her pin attempt. SAD.

A problem I consistently have with SD in particular is how they set up commercial breaks. They always do something dramatic, cut to commercial, come back and shit’s always completely different. How you gonna cut from Alexa leading and hearing the Fiend’s laugh, to return to Lacey in charge ???

Dear Cole, why are you calling her Alexis lol. Like I know that’s her real name but, hello??

oof Alexa’s midsection is beet red.

Lacey has not been putting on a “clinic” stop tossing that term around, Cole. Good bump by Alexa though.

Love how Lacey doesn’t mind landing flat when her moonsault misses. Respect. Her and Charlotte both eat that so perfectly.

LOVE how the monitors of people turned into Fiend’s face. POINTS.

It’s like she’s reverted back to her heel persona. This is literally 2016 Bliss, right? Right??

Roman is a large, strong, intimidating guy... but holy shit the visual of 5′1 Alexa staring daggers into the back of his head is intense af. I almost complained that he cut off her exit, but well done with the continuity.

Highlight: I’m really digging the Alexa/Fiend story

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Clash of Champions:

Loving the red roots, hate the eyeshadow.

See, if Asuka wants to fuck around in the ring, you won’t hear me complain. I just wish she took her non-wrestling segments more seriously.

The patience Asuka gave Zelina to set up the arm kick was dumb.

“A hard arm bar by Asuka,” he says, even though her legs were completely bent. Easy on the credit given plz.

Zelina telegraphs too much. None of the bumps she takes ever catch me by surprise.

In the spirit of being fair, put your fucking shoulders down and let her attempt a pinfall, Asuka.

Haha Sasha-lite did meteora in the corner.

Nice roll into a kick, half point for Zelina.

No you don’t get to sell frustration or disbelief yet, that’s not buyable.

I don’t know wtf Zelina was going for with that counter before the Asuka Lock, but honestly idc. Could’ve been a kickoff match indeed. State of Becky’s title btw.

Every week it’s the same shit with Asuka. She gets on the mic, speaks Japanese, barely accomplishes anything, then gets interrupted/slapped/attacked... with dancing and smiling inbetween. I really wish she was more like Io.

Nikki isn’t “medically cleared to compete”, and the tag team titles aren’t being defended. My memory is fuzzy but wasn’t there some covid concerns going around back then? Was that just baseless speculation?

Love that Bayley turned this into an opportunity to be a bigger douche than she already was lol.

IS SHE DOING A VICTORY LAP LMAO

I want to hate this from a smarky “give other women a chance” perspective, but Bayley is an ass and this is great for Asuka to build credit as a face, and after being made to look foolish yet again. Lesgo.

Lol sounded like Bayley said, “you think you can cuck me?” I’m sure she didn’t. I’m choosing to believe she did though.

I never know exactly who to blame when Asuka’s Codebreaker looks ugly, but I swear Charlotte is the only one it looks impactful with. Sell job isn’t the problem, but taking that actual move is always dicey af.

Great kick by Asuka. Rekt.

Bayley says nah fuck this rofl. Fair ending; a fun little sprint of meaningless jabs.

“Chairwoman of SD” I like that too, Graves. Points to you.

LMAOOO Bayley set that shit up perfectly kekekek what’s up Sasha.

She be looking fucking incredible, but that neckbrace is a mega bummer.

Character wise, I’m surprised Bayley’s choosing to dole out punishment rather than taking her title and bolting.

Welp maybe she should have, Sasha going to town lmao.

oof peep that red line going down Bayley’s arm. eesh. Welts all over her back.

Highlight: Sasha beating the shit out of Bayley with a kendo stick

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*BONUS*

Main Event:

You don’t pan the camera over to fucking commentary during Bianca’s entrance. Do better @ production.

Ruby puts her confidence in Liv even though everybody knows Bianca is winning this match lmao.

LOVE Liv’s boots.

like 20 seconds into the match and it’s already 10x better than the Bianca vs Billie Kay one. Don’t even waste a spot on Main Event for Billie Kay. No, I’m not not sorry for saying that.

It’s not that I hold issue with Bianca’s showboating or mannerisms, but it’s all so much more fitting for a heel.

Beautiful stalling suplex, but Liv is rather small.

Beautiful distance on that dropkick to Liv. Liv gets points for throwing herself so far.

We have enough women who rip their shirts off deep into matches, me thinks. Don’t need it from Liv as well.

Momentum could’ve been split better, but that was a decent match.

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*Clash of Champions would be my highlighted event mostly thanks to Bayley, but if that’s a cop out, I’ll give a slight nod to Smackdown’s handling of Alexa.

[murdocsagaypirate]

Murdoc and 2D’s G-Mix #9

as if 2Doc wasn’t confirmed enough already

Good fucking lord they are so consistent with parallel themes, the characterization MUST be so intentional. I fucking applaud who ever must be on this TEAM of people for that. All of this is practically undeniably parallel with VERY established characterize which, I feel like, makes it undeniable the further characterization presented in these songs are fucking canon. this shit is canon. it's killing me.  Keep in mind this will be more reflective of past lore then current. Idk exactly when this came out, but it was after Murdoc went to Jail and before TNN if I’m not mistaken. 

2D

Frankie Knuckles - Your Love

When I'm with you I believe that your love is true When we love you turn me out, you know what to do Visions really blow my mind fantasizing all the time When your body's next to me, I begin to sweat When we touch I lose control, now you know what's next Fantasizing all the time, move your body next to mine Well, I need your love x 3 Don't make me wait too long Oh, I need your touch Don't make me wait for your love I can't let go  x12

Damn dude who you think 2D’s thinkn of when he picked this song... hmmmmmm.......... i still can’t fucking beleive 2Doc is real. 

Magazine -Shot By Both Sides I don’t understand this song and there are no Genius annotations to help me out. >:/ I feel like “the crowd” is an import part of the song meaning, but if I interpret it as talking about a single person (Murdoc) and not a group I can start to make sense of it. He “wormed” his way into someone's heart. “You live and learn, you have no choice”

Kevin Morby -  I Have Been to the Mountain He’s pleading with someone to open up. He’s seen the worst and the best with him, but now he feels like he can’t see him at all. 

The Human League - Being Boiled  Oh damn dude, this song is about Buddhism and Animal Exploitation (something 2D would care about as a vegetarian). :.) I’m so fucking glad that still keep that in mind for 2D. 

Whitney - No Woman “Catch my breath on the coast” gotta love those potential PB refs. “No Woman” as in “I don’t have a partner”. 

I've been sleeping alone I've been going through a change I might never be sure I'm just walking in a haze I'm not ready to turn

The Jam - Going Underground He hates fame and doesn’t need riches. He’s happy with just being treated well. He want to just make music and be “underground”, not actually popular on such a mass scale... Yeah you’re past that point buddy sorry. This is great to compare with the actual Gorillaz song that would come out after this G-Mix “Magic City”. Very similar theme.  

Junior A - Sleep Machine “Lots of love miss satellite“ workn in a song with that satellite metaphor like they so often use for Murdoc being just out of reach. ;)  As has been VERY fucking established by now, he wants him to let him in. He wants to know “are you like me?” (like in Tranz, look it that) are you suffering like me. He explains he wants the good with the bad. he asks if it will be better this time around. This verse below is what he believes Murdoc is DOING, not what he wants him to do, other lyrics state otherwise. 

So black out So black in Wash my love Off your skin Keep out the light Don't let it in Don't let it inside

Murdoc

Suicidal Tendencies - Institutionalized Holy shit did Murdoc just straight up write this. XD 

Sometimes I try to do things And it just doesn't work out the way I wanted to And I get real frustrated And I'm like, I try hard to do it And I'm like, take my time And it doesn't work out the way I wanted to It's like, I concentrate on real hard but it doesn't work out And everything I do and everything I try it never turns out It's like, I need time to figure these things out There's always someone there going, 'Hey, Mike You know, we've been noticing You've been having a lot of problems lately ''You know, you should, maybe, get away And like, maybe you should talk about it, you'll feel a lot better' And I go, 'No, it's okay, you know I'll figure it out Just leave me alone I'll figure it out You know I'll just work it out myself' And they go, 'Well you know if you want to talk about it I'll be here you know and you'll probably feel a lot better If you talked about it, so why don't you talk about it' I go, 'No, I don't want to I'm okay, I'll figure it out myself' And they just keep bugging me and they just keep bugging me And it builds up inside 

I mean. It’s kind of evidence this was still his attitude at this point. ... No wonder 2D's pissed at him not changing fast enough. 

Akon - Locked Up ft. Styles P My dude got locked up and nobody will help him out. :(

Soundgarden- Rusty Dudes gonna get out of a situation he feels trapped in. 

The Clash - Jail Guitar Door

Let me tell you 'bout Wayne and his deals of cocaine A little more every day Holding for a friend till the band do well Then the D.E.A. locked him away

An' I'll tell you 'bout Pete, didn't want no fame Gave all his money away "Well there's something wrong, it'll be good for you, son" And so they certified him insane

And then there's Keith, waiting for trial Twenty-five thousand bail If he goes down you won't hear his sound But his friends carry on anyway Fuck 'em!

Ahem. First ones, if that first verse is about Murdoc. ..Makes me wonder if he was actually smuggling knowingly. Replace “cocaine” with souls... >_>  Seconds ones 2D... Doesn’t want fame, giving his money away echo’s the sentiment on 2D’s track “Going Underground” Murdoc’s friends do certainly just carry on without him at this point in time. Same theme coming up in Folsom Prison.

Sam Cooke - Chain Gang its about a chain gang. which is a bunch of prisons forced to do hard labor. They are tired. and wanna break the chains (dude why wasn’t Break the Chair by Fleetwood Mac on here. Do you not fucking like Fleetwood Mac, Murdoc?? Fuck you.)

Black Flag - Police Story FUCK THE POLICE.

Tom - Walts - Fish in the Jailhouse um... they’re serving fish in the jailhouse?

Thin Lizzy - Jailbreak   ... There is gonna be a Jailbreak...... I frankly don’t think that’s gonna happen in lore though... Murdoc is a celebrity he can’t fucking get away with that... who knows, maybe it will be important for him to do so for some reason, and they clear his name after the fact. 

Johnny Cash - Folsom Prison Dude’s depressed because he’s in jail and everyone keeps living their lives without him. :( But in the last paragraph, he talks about moving on with his life with a lot of intent to get away from the prison quickly. He wanna be better. :((

The Zombies - Care of Cell 44 It’s a song/letter addressed to someone in prison and how much the writer can’t wait for him to get out of jail and come back and then they’ll “kiss and makeup”... Considering Murdoc’s the one in jail I suppose we’re expected to flip perspective and see this as something Murdoc wishes would be said to him. :..((((

Bob Dylan - Hurricane  About a black man getting blamed for a murder he didn’t commit because of racism. Probably meant to go along with the themes of Humanz and not.. Murdoc. Probably more of a Russel song (his mixes usually have some songs about racism) but it kept with the jail theme he had. Plus Murdoc wrote a lot of Humaz I’m sure he gives a shit about institutional racism too. He supports BLM, women, and the environment!! :..)

Summary:  2D misses Murdoc, there are hints of it being sexual (actually extremely overt hints in this one), he wishes he’d open up more, they’ve been through a lot, he’s lonely, he doesn’t like fame, yada yada yada, we know. Murdoc doesn’t want to be in jail, misses the band, wishes someone would help him and care about him, and is a guarded asshole and knows he’s a guarded asshole.

[altonadventures]

ALTON ADVENTURES BIG ANNOUNCEMENT

So...because its Friday and I usually update AA on Fridays, I figured it was time to make my big announcement! 

And that is...that Alton Adventures is changing. A little bit. 

Am I rebooted the comic again? No haha! Once I get back to it it shall continue as normal but some characters may look a bit different going forward. 

Who may those characters be?

Sir Gareth Nemesis 

Why is he changing? 

Sir Nemesis’ change is actually less drastic than one may think. For starters, he needed a design rehaul. I wanted his armor to be more simple, easier to draw but with still details that could tie him to Nemesis (the green eye, the arms, the light pink details instead of inconsistent tentacles). I also had an issue where his hair was too close to his skin color, so to combat this I turned him into a ginger! His eye color also changed from gold to green, another thing to visually tie him more to Nemesis. 

So yes, I changed Sir Nem’s design because I was unhappy with it. His armor was never drawn consistently ever, I was constantly changing the tone of his hair and his skin so that was inconsistent. I want my designs to be more consistent and polished going forward.

What else is different? Well, you can probably tell he looks much more serious, like in older pictures I drew of him. Why is that? Well, I was kind of..honestly tired of his role as the “dad character tm” that he kind of turned out to be. It almost undermined his true characterization and turned him into a typical over the top exaggerated hero character. And I started to realize how much I missed his original concept. A battle hardened solider that was filled with regret and remorse, who heavily sympathizes with the plight of the alien he’s locked in combat with. He’s still much a father however, as he has a biological son and adopts an alien who mimics his likeness (hence another reason he’s a ginger now as his Nemesis daughter always was one). He’s just returned to his roots as a character. Because I felt that characterization was a unique one for the Nemesis ride. And it was an idea I really loved. Sir Nemesis actually WAS one of my favorite characters...I wanted his role to be much larger than it is in the comics. I don’t blame anyone for him becoming a joke, I did initially kind of fuel the fire for it, I’m just hoping that its not to late to get back to the Sir Nemesis I originally wanted to write. And of course, all my characters are still meme and joke worthy. I just want to tackle much more serious issues with my comic and show the more serious side of some of my characters and don’t want there entire existence to be a joke Mr.S can’t have too many folks 1 uping him in the laughs department!  I guess to note with this change that his original voice claim has also been solidified as well. It’s a more somber and serious tone that I feel fits him as a character. 

Final Notes 

Sir Nemesis is a character that I have a lot of thought put into. His backstory is tragic, emotional, and his character is complex and he’s not the perfect hero people might image him as. I plan for his Arc to follow the Fireworks arc in the comic, as well as I am planning to start some more text heavy short stories about how the Secret Weapons became Secret Weapons (which I will likely call Secret Weapon Short Stories hehe) and will be writing his first. Also a very important thing i must address. Yes, the eye on his chest moves. (I have a gif but it doesn’t want to work on this post Ill have it up later ><)

Erica Annabelle Cloud 

ooof okay this is a huge one. Confession time. Erica was always my least favorite character. Why? She just had...no character. I didn’t know what I wanted to do with her, her design felt phoned in and there because I needed an Air/Galatica character, (yes, she is changing as her Galatica stage too). She was just. not well thought out. She had a dual identity but I think a lot of people didn’t pick up on that? She felt like a Rita 2.0 as just a nice and friendly optimistic person and literally had 0 backstory. Originally she was supposed to have had some sort of accident that turned her into Galatica and she had memory loss and forgotten about when she was Air, yeah it was a mess. That eventually just turned into Nebula Corona being a character she made up (bc her one trait was that she was into space and wrote a lot) that she played as when her rides themeing changed. 

She was just..barely a character and her design was abysmal (Her Galatica suit was okay but her Air outfit was an afterthought) She needed a massive visual upgrade. A sleeker flight suit that makes more sense (I used a ref or two for this design!) A different face shape to help her stand out more, my signature they wear glasses they have dot eyes look. Long, wispy, flowing hair to resemble those trails planes make. A bit more lanky and tall. And let me tell you I LOVE her design now. It looks so much more unique and you can just SEE she has so much more character now!  As for her characterization im going full into her being a nerd. A very tech nerd at that! She designed her suit to help her fly at her best, and eventually will be the one that designs and builds all her Galatica tech! Her Galatica design hasn’t been done yet, mostly bc I wanted to focus on her current comic canon design, but not much would change I feel with her upgrade anyways! She is effectively the brains of the group, and the others often turn to her for plans of attack when dealing with a situation, or innovative solutions to problems! I have yet to get a voice claim for her, but im sure one will come to me soon enough! 

Final Notes

Erica/Nebula was a character I struggled to connect with. Everyone else had Airs that were either super plot important, or just much more cool and creative in general. I felt, that with my Air/Galatica she was just there, and I wanted her to be more. So a full character rehaul was done with her and it makes me so happy. She feels much more fleshed out, better designed, and I’m super excited to do more stuff with her, and hopefully you will all see her much more now that I’m a lot happier with her as a character! <3 

Welp that's the end of the updates....wait. Hold on. I have something written here. What could this be? Oh! I remember now! 

Black Hole, AkA Beatrix, will be joining the MAIN CAST of Alton Adventures! 

When I drew my Black Hole design, I knew she was something special. She stands out compared to a lot of my characters, and her design SCREAMS main character. While the biggest main roles will still be held by Mr. S and Rita, I wanted to add another non SW coaster to the main crew, and because Canonically Corkscrew is MIA, Black Hole seemed like a fitting addition to the main crew! As she isn’t human, a species literally only referred to as Black Holes, I thought making her a main character and giving her a big arc would help flesh out the reality of non humans in Alton Adventures! Her powers and design and character and personality are just too fun to shove her into the background. I feel that adding her to the main cast gives them not only another character to support them, but a closer friend! You will all see her much more in the future for certain! 

Well that's about it! In terms of comic updates themselves...its still going to be hiatus as long as I’m being swamped with school work. I hope you all understand. I’ll try to squeeze in updates over the breaks I have IF im not working on assignments for class. As I also said, I wanna do short stories as well, to expand the world and explain it better, as a comic will only develop the world so quickly and lots of you have tons of questions! I also wanna do something animated at some point, that’s my dream. I’ve ALSO mentioned to some people about merch, likely going for making stickers first since that's simple. I got an excited reaction for that so I’ll come up with designs for them soon! I just wanna do a lot with Alton Adventures, because I know how much it means to people, and of course it means so much. Goodness I really need to actually get to this park, I look quiet silly constantly gushing over a themepark I’ve never been to all the time XP  That all aside I thank you all for sticking by me. I promise that even if I don’t do comic updates as frequently during the school year, I’ll still work to push out as much AA content I can outside of that! I’m always open to suggestions to what you guys want to see! ALSO, working on a big google doc spreadsheet with info on all the characters I’ll be posting when its more completed! So be on the lookout for that! 

Again thank you to everyone who’s stuck with me through this, Your support makes me feel nothing but proud of what I’ve created. These characters may have been created out of something some may consider silly or odd, but the only thing that matters to me if that I can make at least someone happy with what I create. 

Patreon (note that patrons got to see all of this content as it was being worked on!) l Ko-fi

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Cull to Adventure, Chapter 9, Draft 1

Marie brought a third fan, pointing it at the couch she had laid Agent 4 on. He was already getting some consistency back, but she wanted to make sure. She wasn’t worried about any mess on the couch, as the ink would soon evaporate anyway. She set it to “low,” like the others, then turned to pet the Zapfish who was powering all three. She was there for a few moments before going walking over and getting another Lamprede from the cooler she had.

“You did good out there, Agent 4,” she said, handing it to him. With a small smile, she added, “I sure know how to pick ‘em.”

Cull looked over, nodding appreciatively with a still-sloshy head.

“I didn’t think the Octoweapons would be fully operational, though,” she continued. “Gotta hand it to the Octarians; they know how to prepare.”

“So I’m gonna fight m-more ovens?” Cull groaned.

“I don’t know about that,” she replied, “But I do know we’re gonna need the big guns.”

She reached into her kimono, revealing a walkie talkie attached to a cord.

“Hello, Sheldon, can you hear me? Over.”

“Loud and clear, Mar-“ Sheldon started, before correcting himself, “erm, Agent 2. Over!”

Marie had to lean back from her device as Sheldon squealed with excitement, before clearing his throat and continuing.

“Agent 4, you’re in good hands! We at Ammo Knights have over 542 million years of trusted service, and I’m proud to say my weapons can be of help to the New Squidbeak Splatoon! What better place for a test run than the real-world conditions of saving Inkopolis, am I right? You’ll even get to use them once developed, and I think you’ll—”

“Okay,” Marie interjected. “Down, boy. I think Agent 4 gets the point.”

“Right,” Sheldon replied. “Well, come back tomorrow and I’ll get an Ammo Knights Enhancifier for you. It’ll automatically upgrade your weaponry and even make different bombs for you, if you can provide materials and enough energy from Power Eggs.”

“S-sounds good,” Cull said, finally felling solid enough to get onto his feet. “I…I think I need s-some time, anyway. It’s getting late…”

Marie nodded. The sky was already starting to fade from pink to purple, a lovely sight even in a place like Octo Canyon.

“Well, you can stay here for the night,” she said. “I mean, Agent 3 slept at an outpost like this, too, you know.”

“I… I kinda want to go home…” Cull admitted, taking a few semisolid steps to the grate to Inkopolis. “Got a few things t-to take care of…”

“You sure? You might still wanna…”

Marie paused, taking in Agent 4’s expression.

“…Suit yourself,” she finally said, “but the offer stands, okay?”

Cull looked back and gave a thumbs-up that was just a little runny, then disappeared into the grate.

Marie sighed, watching his inky footsteps disappear with mild interest before turning the fans off. Gently, she picked up the Zapfish and prepared to take it somewhere.

***

“Youuu okay?” Flage asked, in her usual sing-song voice. “I know it’s been ho-ot, but you’re not looking so great.”

“Y-yeah, I’ll… I’ll be fine,” Cull said, reflexively pulling his beanie down a little.

“Come now,” Flage said, reaching for the front of his hat, “Wearing a beanie in this he-heat? Don’t be silly!”

Cull leaned back so quickly that he almost fell right over the bench’s armrest.

“Please don’t,” he said.

“Oh, sorryyy,” she said, scooching backwards a little. “Forgot that’s pa-art of your look.”

“Y-yeah,” Cull said, leaning back up, “Guess…guess you could say it is.”

He shook his head; he didn’t have it in him to stay mad at her. She was trying to help, after all, and it’s not like she knew of his haircut.

“A-anyway,” he asked, looking for a change in subject, “what brings you to this bus stop? I-I thought you lived in Inkopolis.”

“Oh, that I dooo,” she replied, “but I hear there’s some goooood stargazing out by Bulrush Lake!”

“Ah,” he nodded. “That sounds nice.”

“Yeah, and you know it’ll be a sight to be-holdwhile the power’s still out! Goootta count my lucky stars!”

“I… I guess…”

“Besides, I need the ref-er-ence for my next piece. My next painting will change the world of art, buh-leave you me!”

“I-I’m sure it will,” Cull said, nodding slowly. “I’d l-like to see it s-sometime, if that’s okay...”

“Of course it is!” Flage beamed. “I would looove a fellow artiste to look at my work!”

“Oh, I’m n-no a-artiste,” Cull said, laughing nervously. “I-I just l-like drawing…”

“C’mon now!” Flage said, lightly patting Cull’s arm. “I’ve seen your graffi-tee, and pop art has a place in the art world!”

Cull’s beanie was almost entirely over his eyes at this point. Enough green ink rushed to his face to make him look sick.

“Y-you saw my stuff…?”

“Pret-ty easy to recognize,” Flage beamed, adjusting her glasses. “I saw your ta-ttoo, remember? You’re always draaawing within it, and you do great stuff!”

It was a horrible time for Cull to realize he left his gloves back at the Outpost. His no-doubt melted doodles were on full display right now, and he was sure the actual tattoo wasn’t looking as clean as it should have.

“I… I think I f-forgot something,” Cull managed, standing up to leave. The Outpost wasn’t sounding so bad right now. Not even Flage’s oddly soothing melodic voice was enough to numb his panic. “I gotta… I gotta go.”

“Was it something I said?” Flage asked, looking up.

He just wished he could ask her to stop patronizing him; who just gave underserved compliments out of nowhere? As it was, though, he didn’t have the nerve, and simply shook his head before heading back to the Outpost.

Once he was a safe distance from being seen by anyone, he stopped worrying about that general shame and finally noticed that unlike last night, some of the streetlights were on. Even as he stayed in the alleyways behind Inkopolis Square, he could see light trying to reach him from the main plaza. He looked over, and could see an Inkling in a gas mask and flippers spray painting the wall of the arcade, easily seeing his duck-based piece.

Cull cringed. He recognized that style; this was the guy who was always one-upping his own pieces whenever he made something he was proud of. To be fair, Cull had taken to doing the same thing, placing his high-effort pop art next to this guy’s detailed paintings, but still.

Anyway, it was getting really late, and if he had bones, they’d be aching from the long day. He quietly continued over to the manhole, and ducked into the Outpost.

He saw Marie sleeping on the couch, humming tunelessly as she snored. Quietly, he crept forward, looking for a different place to sleep, preferably a more private one. He saw his gloves lying on that coffee table, and snatched them up quickly.

As he did so, his foot bumped against something. He looked town to find a handle to a trapdoor. Curious, he gently moved the coffee table aside and lifted the door to find at least fifty plush Zapfish staring at him. It was a bit weird, but Cull could only yawn in response, not being able to question anything anymore. He clambered in, and appreciated how soft the pile was as he slowly closed the door again, listening to Marie’s humming as he slowly drifted off to sleep.

* * *

Marie’s eyes slowly fluttered open, then squinted under the noonday sun. Slowly, she got up, and saw an orange grill-looking thing right in front of her, with Sheldon messing with some wires on a side panel. He seemed to be having some difficulty, though, as Marie could hear some violent banging, and he looked increasingly concerned, practically burying himself into unknowable machinery.

“Tech issues?” she yawned, sitting upright.

“Oh, don’t get me started,” Sheldon said, in a tone that made Marie wish she didn’t. “I checked everythingand there’s still that noise! The pistons are well-lubricated, the automated scan is perfectly calibrated, the motor is fresh off the assembly line—”

“Right, right,” Marie nodded, “you don’t know where it’s coming from. Anything I can do?”

“I… I don’t know,” Sheldon admitted. Marie could see in his goggles as he turned to her that he’d been at this for some time; his eyes were turning pink.

“Here, why don’t you sit down for a bit? You might need less time doing, more time thinking, y’know.”

“But what about what you said—”

“Nevermind that,” Marie said. “You gotta rest. Besides, that thing about inking and thinking…. That’s for squids of action. You don’t even ink, so don’t sweat it!”

“Um, okay,” Sheldon nodded, that spiel taking far more energy than it should have. He walked up and sat at the end of the couch, still having the diligence to close the panel beforehand. He couldn’t even flinch as the Enhancifier continued to bang and make odd wailing noises. Marie, however, wasn’t about to have it while she waited for Agent 4 to come back.

“So how do you turn this thing off?” she asked, standing up to look at the machine.

“That’s the thing,” Sheldon sighed, “it hasn’t been on for two hours! I’ve never seen something like this before, I tell ya…”

Marie hummed. A machine making those noises when off? She was no tech geek, but that sounded weird to her.

She leaned closer, listening to the noises. Now that things were a lot quieter, she realized the noises were coming from belowthe Enhancifier. With a couple of false starts and a lot of grunting, she moved it aside, and was now standing on the trapdoor Sheldon had covered.

Without the giant hunk of metal over the door, it was far easier to make out a familiar panicked voice. Marie wasted no time in stepping aside, and the door burst open. Cull popped out, gasping like his life depended on it.

“Oh Cod, I’m so sorry,” Sheldon said, running over to him. “I don’t know how I didn’t see the door there… I legitimately thought it was an issue with the Enhancifier, and…”

“I…it’s okay,” Cull said, after a moment. “I’m s-sure you didn’t h-hear me…”

“What were you even doing down there?” Marie asked, gently lifting him up onto the proper floor.

“R-ride home wasn’t working out,” Cull said, eyes glued to the floor. “I was… just gonna sleep h-here for one night, s-saw your thing of plushies, and…yeah.”

“I thought you had moved that table to give me space to work,” Sheldon said. “If I’d known he was in there, I wouldn’t have…”

“N-no, it was me. I just… I’m sorry…”

“Here,” Marie finally said, gently pulling Cull aside, “Why don’t you take a break, and then you and Sheldon can move this thing somewhere that makes sense, like… that corner over there. In the meantime, I’m getting myself something to drink. You guys want anything?”

Cull was suddenly aware of how hoarse he was, and nodded.

“C-could use some water.”

“That triage took its toll,” Sheldon admitted, “and I think I need a picker-upper. You got any Seafoam in that shed?”

“Sorry,” Marie said, silently wondering how much he had on a regular basis, “but I got a coffee maker and a few mixes.”

“That’s alright, then. I’ll get it in a bit.”

“That’s fine,” Marie nodded, “but don’t mess with it, okay? It’s Cal…”

Her face fell somewhat, before she coughed and turned to the shed.

“…It’s not mine. So don’t go tinkering with it.”

It was an awkward wait while Marie was heating up tea for herself. Cull had some ice water and had more interest in half-melted ice cubes than any Inkling Sheldon had ever seen.

After what felt like forever, Cull finally looked up, at least in Sheldon’s general direction.

“Um… you s-say this thing can upgrade my Splattershot?”

“Not just that,” Sheldon said, perking up. “It can get you the hottest new kinds of explosives, and even help you conserve your ink through a process I like to call ‘The Hibernation Effect’. Through a careful, multi-layered tubing system, we can safely extract less ink for the same shot, and even make the refilling process more comfortable than ever…”

Sheldon’s more detailed technical explanations started to go into one ear and out the other, but Cull was more interested than ever in the Enhancifier. He got up while Sheldon was still pouring an endless stream of info out of his mouth, and looked to see how this thing worked.

Thankfully, there was already a screen ready, with icons not only representing his Splattershot and Splat Bombs, but also, as Sheldon said, his ink tank, as well as other weapons he had seen on TV sometimes. There were even some of the newer ones, like the umbrella-looking one and the Dualies.

Below each icon, he saw estimates of the materials needed – so many Power Eggs to keep the battery going, and so many kilograms of Sardinium. He’d have to ask where the stuff he found was stored once Marie came back out.

“Cool, right?” Sheldon said, stepping up next to Cull. “Here, I got a bit of Sardinium and a pack of Power Eggs for testing right here. Just pick something and we can watch the magic happen! I’ll even let you get an exclusive sneak peek of how it does it!”

“Oh, um, okay.”

He took a second to look over the choices. Another kind of bomb seemed nice – that homing one was looking tempting. Then again, the machine was promising a faster firing rate and some better accuracy if he went with the Splattershot…

“Ooh, why don’t I show ya the Hibernation Effect?” Sheldon piped up excitedly. “I bet you’ll want more ink in that tank, yeah? Even your Splat Bombs’ll take less fuel to get the same kick!”

“Um…s-sure,” Cull nodded.

It wasn’t his first choice, since he was hoping to not have to shoot as much, but maybe it would help with his no-doubt abysmal shooting. After all, if he was filling the air with ink for longer, he’d be missing less, right? And, yeah, Sheldon probably knew what he needed better than he did; why else would he be so eager to decide for Cull?

While Cull tentatively tapped that upgrade, Sheldon had, in the blink of an eye, fetched the ink tank in question. With a couple of quick taps on a side panel, the orange lid opened to reveal protective glass, allowing Cull a full view of the machinery inside. Lights came on, and some robotic arms whirred to life to wait over a moving conveyor belt. Sheldon had inserted the glass capsule into a door on the side. It was soon drawn to the middle of all the machinery, and Cull was prompted to insert the materials needed. He flinched as a slot jumped out in front of him.

Sheldon, being more ready, was quick to pour a bag of Power Eggs and a couple bricks of Sardinium into it. Power Eggs fell into miniature battery packs, while the Sardinium was melted and converted to a variety of parts. Almost immediately, the arms got to work, disconnecting the tubes and prying the lid off. Cull found it neat to watch, even if he didn’t understand any of what was going on. Sparks flew, wires were added, and even the glass was polished inside and out.

Only about a minute passed before the ink tank was rolled back out the way it came in, landing safely on a tray.

Sheldon watched in anticipation as Cull gingerly picked it up, looking at the shiny new lid and siphon hoses.

“Looks nice,” Marie said from behind, nearly making Cull drop his new tool. “Surprised you went with the ink tank, though.”

“Sh-Sheldon said to get this one…”

“The guy knows his stuff,” Marie said, “but you gotta find what works for you, okay? I know you will.”

Cull nodded.

“Anyway, get yourself suited up, and we can see how that ink-saving whatchamacallit works in action. I bet it’ll still help.”

Marie turned to Sheldon.

“We’ve been keeping the stuff Agent 4 has found in the cupboard, if you wanna go and get paid back.”

Sheldon saluted, walking in and getting the items he used before lifting the manhole cover and disappearing.

“Didn’t even get his coffee,” Marie sighed, shaking her head.

***

“Hey, wait!” Sheldon called out, taking both Marie and Cull by surprise over the radio. “You might wanna try out something different here! I can send you a Roller, and we can see if it works out better for you. Plus, you know, these weapons need a good ol’ field testing…”

“Erm,” Cull said, looking at his Splattershot, “I-I’m kinda already here…”

“Yeah, we’d have to recall Agent 4 if we wanted to—”

“No, no, I can also test my newest delivery system! For the past two years, I’ve gotten a hold of some old tech from my gramps, and found a way to get a remote drone and all its electronics through these grates, and even greatly extended the signal through careful use of the latest—”

“You think you can send it down to him?” Marie asked. “Sure; try the first tower on the left once you get to Suction-Cup lookout. You think your whatchamacallit can fly that far?”

“Well, the battery kinda had to be skimped on to get it to work, but I could drive there! Can you wait a few, Agent 4?”

“I… I guess…?”

“Great! I’ll let you know when I’m there! Try to hang on until then, okay?”

“…Sure…?”

***

The spawner was surprisingly comfortable to sit on, considering it was a large metal plate with ink swirling below glass. Still, it gave Agent 4 a nice place to relax as he looked around the smoggy area. It wasn’t much to look at, apparently being an industrial area with floating steel platforms and a greenish tint to the air. In the distance, there were hanging orange lights to punctuate the gloomy area. The air smelled of motor oil and something like ink blended with iron. Interestingly, there were some yellow traffic signs laid on the right that showed squid icons, and those looked pretty new.

He didn’t have much time to think about that, however, as a low buzzing noise turned his attention upwards. A black and yellow drone descended, carrying a large case. Cull’s gaze followed it as it lowered to eye level and started orbiting him.

“Go ahead and swap your Splattershot out for this bad boy,” Sheldon said. “See how you like it!”

Cull pulled the case off the drone and opened it, revealing an intricately folded lump of yellow plastic and steel. He yelped as, almost immediately, the contraption sprung to life, leaping out towards him as he jumped back, dropping his gun. Within half a second, the machine had stopped, revealing itself to be a massive Roller, not too different from the ones Cull saw in commercials pretty frequently.

“Real beauty, isn’t she?” Sheldon said. “Go ahead and give ‘er a whirl! But first… please put that poor Splattershot in that case. I don’t want it getting scratched…”

Cull nodded, picking his gun up and putting it back into the same case the Roller burst out of. Sending the drone on its way, he turned to his new weapon, testing the handle. Yup, the thing was almost as heavy as it looked, but he was used to paint rollers anyway; he was constantly re-painting the walls at home, after all.

He started to push his Roller forward, and he was astonished at how smoothly his ink coated the floor as he went. He was used to having a rough time, but moving forward with this monstrosity was a breeze!

Well, at least for the first fifteen or so seconds. When he was out of ink, the sheer weight of this thing slowed him to a crawl. Apparently, all that smoothness was just his ink; the mix of metal and foam was not doing his advance after the first Launchpad any favors.

“You gotta lift that up for a bit,” Marie said. “Remember, you only have so much ink, even with that enhanced tank.”

“Um… okay…”

Surprisingly, it was pretty easy to lift the Roller. The challenge was balancing with it; everything above the handle was so massive he found himself tilting every which way. He stumbled around, trying to find some kind of way to keep his weapon upright.

What was worse, he knew Agent 2 and Sheldon were watching this performance, probably snickering to themselves about it.

“Keep it close to your chest,” Marie said, without a hint of humor in her voice, somehow making it worse. “Bend your knees a lil’, keep the Roller straight up… yeah, like that!”

Cull somehow felt sillier now that he had something like the right posture, but at least he could stand, and he could feel his ink tank refilling.

“Just watch for the Rolinium around here!” Sheldon piped up. “I think this is a processing plant for the stuff…”

Up ahead, there was a giant bundle of what looked like Roller sleeves, and an Octotrooper waiting on some kind of large, automated brush. Cull was about to try to rush forward, balance be clammed, but both voices shouting for him to stop landed him right in front of the bundle.

“You can activate that Rolinium with your own,” Sheldon pointed out. “It’ll fly right ahead into the bad guys!”

“Probably a better way of getting a feel for the thing, too,” Marie added. “Don’t have to get up to that Octoslob with a weapon you’re not used to this time.”

Agent 4 nodded, shifting his grip a bit as he looked at the Rolinium. If he could launch this like Sheldon said, he’d have to time it. He was just glad the Octotrooper hadn’t noticed him; he was sure the guy would have had the same idea and just launch the Roller sleeves at him.

He had to slam his weapon down as soon as he tried to lean it forward. A violent splash of ink hit the Rolinium before he could run into it, and it immediately accelerated, barreling right into the unsuspecting Octatrian.

“Nice one!”

Cull knew he didn’t deserve that praise, so he just nodded and literally pressed forward with the Roller.

[wwevampireamongkpop]

Showing Off Isn’t Phenomenal

Pairing: soon to be AJ Styles x reader, Baron Corbin, Becky Lynch, and some of the other superstars

Warnings: mentions cheating, cussing (normal for me)

A/n: this is my first AJ Styles fic and my first completed wwe fic. Go easy on me please.

Tag list: @ladyjayelehnsherr

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               To say you were surprised was an understatement. You should have seen it coming but here you were, bags and all making your way to the arena for that nights Smack Down Live. Your now ex, Dolph Ziggler, at the hotel regretting his current actions. Your phone on silent with numerous calls and texts from the very man who you found cheating on you.

               You pulled in to a spot and took a deep shaky breath in as you try to will the tears away. With a more even breath, you climbed out of the SUV and grabbed your bags. Tonight was going to be difficult to face him but you knew you had those who you could brothers and sisters to help.

               As you rolled your bags in, none other than Baron Corbin was the first one to notice your lack of happiness. He looked you over before walking up to you.

               “Hey, is everything all right?” You stopped and looked up at him. Your eyes red, cheeks stained with tears. It didn’t take him long to figure it had to do with Dolph. “What did he do?”

               “I” You were unable to say it outload and started to tear up even more than before.

               Seeing you like this, Corbin pulled you into a hug. His large frame engulfing your tiny form. To say that Baron was like a brother to you would be the understatement of the year. He threatened guys when everyone went to bars after shows and he even threatened Dolph when he found out that you were dating.

               “He’s gonna pay for this.” He said without looking down at you. “He won’t be walking after our match tonight.” He pulled himself from you to look you in the eye. “Now, go get settled. Everything will be okay.”

               With that he walked away. Leaving you standing there for a moment staring after him. It took a moment but you continued to roll your bags to the women’s locker room, silently thanking god that you were alone. You decided to change into your gear for the night. Your gear normally consisted of ripped jeans, kneepads, fingerless gloves, a sports bra built for support, and normally a Ziggler shirt that had been cut to show off skin at the same time fit your upper body better.

               You had everything on except the shirt. You were digging through your bag to find something to wear for the time being when the door behind you opened. Turning around, you locked eyes with Becky. In that instant, she knew something was wrong. She knew by the way you turned around and the look in your eyes.

               “Whatever he did, I’m gonna kill him.” For the first time all afternoon, you smiled not quite a full smile but a smile none the less.

               “You may have to wait till Baron is done with him.” A smirk played across the Irishwoman’s face in front of you.

               “Oh so it’s that bad that Corbin is getting involved?” You nodded your head. “I wouldn’t be surprised if everyone knows by the time that bleached rat gets here.” At that you laughed. “There’s my happy girl. I was getting worried that my fellow lass kicker wasn’t gonna show.”

               “I’m glad I have friends like you Beck.” You gave her another smile and a hug. “You don’t happen to have a shirt I can barrow so I can get another merch shirt? I don’t want to wear his shit tonight, which looks like I have to due to our story line.”

               She held up a hand and quickly dug through her bag, finding a Lass Kicker shirt. You slipped it on as soon as she tossed it to you. You gave her another quick hug before walking out of the locker room.

               You walked around like you always did before the night really started. You managed to avoid some people and you were able to make your way to Shane’s office. Knocking on it and waiting for him to say you could come in. As soon as he said it, you stepped through the door.

               “Hey there (Y/n), what can I do for ya?” You looked at the man in front of you as you wrung your hands together.

               “I was, um. I was wondering if it would be possible to kill mine and Ziggler’s story line.” He looked a bit shocked because just last week you were all for seeing where it would go. “I know last week I was excited about continuing it but I don’t think I can continue with it.” A tear slipped passed your lashes as you looked down to the floor.

               “Well, it just happened that I got an email from Creative and come to find out that you are going to turn on Dolph after he loses tonight.” He gave you a small smile which only caused you to smile as you looked up at him.

               “Thanks Shane.” He nodded his head. With a small smile on your face, you walked of Shane’s office.

               Later that night, you were standing ringside for Dolph’s match against Baron. Just before the ref signaled to start the match, Daniel’s music hit and he stepped out to the top of the ramp. Dolph and Daniel hadn’t seen eye to eye in the story line so this was expected.

               “I completely forgot something. Oh, right. This match is a Lumber Jack match.” With a grin on his face as he stepped aside to let the other superstars make their way to the ring. The Usos leading the group followed by the New Day, AJ, Fandango, Breeze, Roode, Dillinger, Nakamura and bringing up the end of the line was Randy Orton. None of them seemed happy, all of them looked pissed off. You looked up at Corbin and saw him smirk. He knew this was going to happen and with the looks Styles, Orton, the Usos, and the New Day were giving Dolph, this wasn’t going to end pretty. Most of the guys saw you as a little sister that most never wanted.

               As the match went on, Dolph tried to run a couple times but that didn’t work. One time Big E and Xavier beat the shit out of him as AJ stood in front of you, the second time the Usos double kicked him into Orton’s RKO. Nothing was able to keep the smile off your face, knowing that these men treated you like you were a little sister.

               You could hear Corey talking about something but at the moment, you weren’t paying much attention to him. You looked back to the center of the ring as you saw Corbin holding Dolph by the neck, he whispered something to the blonde that no one heard which caused him to look at the lone wolf with an almost terrified look on his face. Then he hit Dolph with an End of Days and picked up the win. That was your queue to step into the ring.

               Walking up the steps, you looked at Dolph as he started to stand up in the far corner of the ring. You stepped through the ropes and made your way to him. He had a sad look in his eyes but you didn’t care. Raising your hand to rest it on his face, to the outside world it looked like a sweet sentiment to those who still stood ringside knew otherwise.

               “Oh Dolph.” A small smile creep onto his face. Before he knew what was happening, you removed your hand and slapped him. The crowd went silent, waiting for what you were going to say next. “I have stuck by you through every loss for months. I stuck with you through everything that the past year.” You took in a deep breath and as loud as you could shouted “We’re through!”

               The blonde in dropped down to the mat, rubbing his face as his ass hit the mat. You turned away from and made your way back through the ropes which to find Baron holding the ropes open for you to step through. The superstars who were the Lumber Jacks waited ringside before following you back towards the back. As you stepped through the curtain leading to the back, you hear the crowd erupt in cheers. You looked at a monitor and saw Dolph laying on his back in the middle of the ring with Baron standing over him with a satisfied look on his face.

               Shaking your head in amusement. You turned to walk back towards the women’s locker room and walked right into a wall of muscle. Looking up, you saw AJ looking down at you with worry etched into his face. In an instant he wrapped his arms around you and your arms snaked around his, pulling him as close as possible. Baron and AJ were the only ones, besides the girls and the man who is now your ex, who knew about your past relationships before making it in the WWE.

               “We’re all going to the hotel bar after the show, wanna come with?” He ran his gloved hand over the back of your head as you rested it against his chest. You thought about it for a moment before pulling away from him slightly to look at him. “That is if ya wanna.”

               “After the day I had, I think it would be good to be around friends. Besides having my girls to cheer me up, I’ll have my favorite Southern boy by my side to make sure it’s a Phenomenal time.” You winked at him before pulling him in for another hug.

               “That sounds like a, what. Wait a sec.” He looked down at you confused for a second. “I thought.”

               “Calm down, Styles.” You patted him on his vest clad chest. “Go get ready for your match.” You slipped from his grip with a small smile on your face. “Good luck big man.” You walked by him with a quick smack to his ass which caused him to jump a bit but smirk as he watched you walk away.

               Some of the other superstars saw your interaction with AJ but at the moment you didn’t care. You felt a bit better after the day you had earlier, especially after what had happened out in the ring.

               You walked through the halls and you had a feeling like you were being followed. Next thing you know, lights went out and you felt two pairs of hand against your shoulders just before hitting the brick wall shoulder first. When the lights came back on, you felt a shooting pain in your shoulder and heard shouting companied by the sound of running footsteps. Just as you sat yourself against the wall, you felt a pair of gloved hands on your arms.

               “Y/n are you ok?” Concern filled his voice.

               “What the fuck happened?” You looked at him as you winced in pain from your shoulder.

               “Let’s get you to trainers.” He helped you up carefully, making sure he didn’t aggravate your shoulder any more than it already was.

               The two of you made the trek to the trainers fairly quickly. The trainers looking over your shoulder and lightly pressing on it all while asking questions.

               “All I know is the lights in the hall went out and I was thrown into the wall by at least two guys.” You looked at one of the trainers.

               “You know for a fact it was men that did this?”

               “Yes, they were men. I know the size difference of a man’s hands and a woman.” Despite being in pain, you sassed the man in front of you. You looked at AJ as he stood there worried. “Go get ready for your match. Don’t worry about me I’ll be fine.”

               “But..”

               “Don’t but me.” You looked him in his gorgeous blue eyes sternly. “The only but I want from you is yours walking out of here to prepare for your match.” You winced as the trainer touched a tender spot. “Your match is against Owens with Zayn in his corner.”

               “I’ll be fine.” His hand on your thigh.

               “Boy.” You looked at him almost pissed. “I swear I’ll kick your ass if you don’t go prepare for that match. I may be shorter than you but I’ll still kick your ass.” This earned you a chuckle from AJ. He patted your leg.

               “Fine. I’ll be right back after my match.” He had his hands up knowing if he didn’t listen soon, you’d smack him hard. You gave him a triumphant smile as he walked out of the room.

               The trainers told you that you had a bruised shoulder about five minutes after AJ left. They even told you that the pain will subside soon. You thanked them before walking out with your shoulder wrapped. Walking past everyone as you made your way down the halls once again. Only to see that Owens and Zayn on one of the monitors that were close to the curtain.

               Owens being him rambled that he was better than AJ which made you scoff and eventually AJ went out to shut him up. But no one expected what Sami was about to say.

               “We” pointing to him and Kevin “we were the ones who attacked Y/R/N.” The look on AJ’s face morphed into rage as did yours.

               You turned away from the screen, tearing the wrap off your arm as you made your way to the curtain. With the look on your face, no one tried to stop you from walking towards the curtain. Baron saw you and all he did was hold his hands up while standing off to the side.

               Just before you walked through the curtain your music hit. Your eyes never leaving Zayn as you practically ran to the ring. Not caring about the pain in your shoulder, you slid under the bottom rope and tackled Zayn. All you heard was Owens yelling to get you off Zayn and the roar of the crowd. AJ laughed for a moment before he managed to pull you off of Zayn, holding you back with one of his thick arms wrapped around your waist.

               “You need to keep her under control.” Owens managed to say while pointing at you after him and Zayn rolled out of the ring. You stopped fighting against AJ’s hold which caused him to loosen his grip.

               “Me” You took a deep breath to help even out your breathing “under control.” You stood there as AJ let go of you. “Zayn, you’re lucky Styles pulled me off you.” You took a few steps towards the ropes in front of the two men which caused Zayn to jump behind Owens. You smiled at his action just before you turned to look at AJ and nodded to him.

You both walked over to the corner of the ring and AJ helped you step through the ropes. Standing where you stood about 30 minutes prior as you kept an eye on Sami across the ring as he stood in Kevin’s corner. Sure you were smaller than Zayn but you knew you could take him especially if you could take on Tamina.

The match went on, Sami would try to step towards AJ after he was thrown out of the ring but you were right there bruised shoulder and all ready to take him down. As you would step closer to the man, he would hold his hands up and back away. That was when you had an idea. Chase Sami around the ring. Which caused him to scream as he ran.

AJ started laughing as Kevin started yelling at you asking you what do you think you’re doing. Kevin slid out of the ring and you ended up running right into him causing you to fall backwards on your ass. He started to step towards you when AJ launched himself through the top and middle rope, doing a flying shoulder tackle to Owens. AJ knelt next to you seeing if you were ok and all you did was nod just before he grabbed Kevin, dragging him back into the ring.

He hopped up on the side of the mat, the look he had he was about to do his Phenomenal Elbow. Owens managed to get up after the elbow but he wasn’t able to stand after the Styles Clash and AJ was able to pick up the pin. The crowd goes crazy as stood there clapping for the Phenomenal One as you walked up the steps before stepping through the ropes to raise AJ’s hand in victory and to give him a hug.

You both made your way towards the locker rooms. Walking in comfortable silence except people stopping AJ to congratulate him on his victory. You’d shake your head with a smile on your face whenever AJ got stopped and you continued to walk, signaling him you were heading towards the women’s locker room.

Making it to the women’s locker room with an actual smile on your face for the first time. Adrenaline fading and the pain from your shoulder returning which was forgotten as soon as you felt a pair of arms wrap around you causing you to hit the door just you walked through it. The bright orange hair told you it was Becky.

“Beck, take it easy on me girl.” She let you go for a moment. “Zayn and Owens attacked me earlier.” You slowly rotated your arm wincing a bit from the pain.

“Still. The way you slapped Ziggler was amazing.” She smiled from ear to ear with pride. “I would call that a Stephanie McMahon slap. I heard some of the guys back here react to it. It was awesome.”

“Thanks Beck.” You gave her a quick hug. “Y’all going to the hotel bar tonight?” You looked at everyone in the room. Charlotte, Becky, Nattie, and Naomi nodded while the other ladies shock their heads and saying something about an early morning flight. “After the day I had, I’m glad I got at least four of you to hang with among the guys.”

Charlotte and Naomi walked over, hugging you before they walked out of the locker room with their bags. Nattie did the same moments later with a see you later just before walking out.

“So, what are ya gonna do with his shit when you finally get home?” Becky knew Dolph had stayed at your place a few times resulting in him leaving some of this things there.

“Honestly, I think I may mail him his shit.” You started to change out of your gear. “Talking about home, I can’t wait to actually sleep in a bed that is mine.” Becky smiled at your response. “I’m due for some time off here soon so” after zipping up your bag and started to walk towards the door “I’ll be able to relax and get shit faced for a couple nights at home.” As you walked out the door you practically ran into someone. Becky didn’t miss a beat though.

“What do you want, Dolph?” Her tone said what you both were feeling as you looked at the blonde in front of you.

“I was hoping I w-“ You held up your hand and was about to say something.

“She doesn’t want to talk to you. Why don’t you leave her alone.” Becky stepped in front of you which forced Dolph to take a couple steps back. He had a sad look on his face and in that moment you didn’t care.

“Can I.” Just then a hand landed on his shoulder along with someone clearing their throat.

“Why don’t ya listen to them, Ziggler?” AJ stood next to Dolph with a look that looked like he was getting pissed.

“Why don’t you mind your own business, Styles.” Dolph snapped back at AJ.

“Why don’t both of y’all move and stop blocking the damn door.” Both men looked at you, almost shocked but none the less moved away from the door.

“Thank you fellas.” Becky looked at both men then back at you. “See ya at the hotel, gotta catch Charlotte before she completely leaves my arse behind.”

“TTFN.” You smiled and nodded her a goodbye. All you heard as she walked away was a ta ta for now which made you smile and cause the men in front of you confused a little. “Dolph, whatever it is you want to talk about I really don’t want to hear it.” You walked passed Dolph without even a second glance.

Walking to your SUV, loaded it up and just before you climb in you hear your name being called. You look up and you see AJ with The New Day walking towards you.

“There’s my sista from another mista. How you doing, especially how your whole day went?” Big E practically running up to you and giving you a bear hug. Squeezing a bit too tightly.

“E,” you tapped him on the shoulder the best you could which caused him to look down at you, “I. Need. Air.” As soon as the last word left your mouth, he let you go causing you to take in a deep breath. “You guys did great earlier in that LumberJack match.” You looked at Kofi, Xavier and Big E who all had big grins on their faces.

“Not as good as that slap must have felt. It sounded like it hurt.” Kofi chuckled a bit as Xavier rubbed the side of his face.

“Thanks guys.” You smiled at them. “Hey, I’m gonna head to the hotel. I’ll meet y’all at the hotel bar” Kofi, Xavier and Big E started bouncing with joy. They walked away only to shout back at you saying see ya.

You started to climb in once again and felt AJ’s hand on your waist. You looked up at him and you couldn’t help be almost get lost in his eyes.

“What’s up A?”

“You know if you ever wanna talk, I’m here for ya. Just like you were with me.” You’re heart started thumping harder.

“Thanks babe.” You stood straight up and wrapped your arms around his waist, resting your head on his chest. His arms slipping around you. Corbin’s hug felt like family but AJ’s felt like home. “You hitchin a ride with someone or driving yourself?” You asked him as you pulled away

“Driving myself.”

“I was gonna say. Whoever rides with you must be crazy.” You laughed a bit. “I’ll meet ya at the hotel.” You let go of him completely as you climb in. “See ya in a few my Phenomenal Southern boy.” You sent him a wink before closing your door, starting your vehicle and pulling away to start your drive to the hotel.

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My newer characters have developed a lot quicker than I thought so I wanna share them here before I forget--

Info

Name: Áspero Thompson General Personality: Seems angry, but can be really nice. Kind of just goes with the flow. Parents: Mother is Hispanic and father is American. His mother has taught him to be a gentlemen in his own way and his father encourages him in his decisions (like filing his teeth in middle school to have a sharp look lmao). Types of clothing: Very simple types of clothing. Usually wears t-shirts with rolled sleeves and jeans. Wears mostly monochromatic, cool colors. His cowboy boots are his favorite. Douceur does tend to dress him up from time to time. Copypasta (Still relevant info): He's a hot headed, a lot more level-headed and less affectionate in public than Douceur, and speaks Spanish. His shape aspect is triangle. Áspero started the whole "learning the other's language" thing. When they were younger he actually did want to learn French because he thought it was pretty cool. After a while, Douceur did the same for him and this makes it easier to listen to each other yet be able to talk to each in their own language. Áspero is more of a lady's man. AKA He's straight.. mostly. The only man he's been with was Douceur. He constantly has Douceur flirting with him and he gets flustered-- Áspero really doesn't know how to express his emotions towards others, but he does try when the moment feels appropriate. His outside life tends to be more action based. He tends to get into trouble with the wrong people and when shit really goes down, he's gone for a long time. He lives with Douceur, but goes to a distant friend's house so he doesn't endanger Douceur. Áspero is a fairly decent fighter and has a tendency to get into fights. He's not really into "the good life" and doesn't believe in getting pampered. He actually respects Douceur for taking care of himself and does think the make up Douceur wears fits him.           _________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Name: Douceur Hortense General Personality: Tends to keep composure, but can get dramatically expressive when emotions take over. Can be a Grade-A binch-- "Awe, does your little boyfriend think I'm prettier than you?" Parents: His mother and father are very wealthy. They moved to America from France when Douceur was 4. Types of clothing: Very fashionable. Wears tacky thing if and ONLY IF they work with his outfit. Mostly wears pastels and warm colors. Designer shoes or go home. Copypasta (Still relevant info): He is cutesy and flamboyant. He's the one who speaks French, he's very into being pampered, and his basic shape aspect is circle. He's all about looking good and even unique. He's proud of who he is. At least, it seems that way. His friends mostly consist of women who are into gossip and trendsetters. He used to be in a relationship with Áspero when they were teenagers. They were the best of friends so Douceur thought it was worth a shot. Áspero tried, but he just didn't think they could make it as a couple and he just saw him as too much of a good friend. So they stopped and Douceur technically still isn't over it, but he ignores the feelings because he cares so much for Áspero and it would better to keep him as a friend than nothing at all. Douceur can be a bit selfish and seems level-headed most of the time. Though, he's the more emotional of the two, so he tends to lash out more with his words when provoked. He's not very strong and wouldn't be able to stand to anyone in a fight. So Áspero is willing to give him lessons in self defense, at least. He dates around with other guys, but that's all he can do since most of the relationships don't last long-- He has a clingy nature to him so Douceur has a jealousy towards any girl who has a chance of "taking away his Áspero" tho. A bit of their childhood: I guess one thing about their story is that they met when they were 11 and 12. Their families don't really like each other because Douceur's dad is a douche and mostly cares about status. Áspero was actually really interested in Douceur's language and wanted to learn it himself and he also did it because he really appreciated how nice Douceur was to him. This is in the description already, but I just like saying it. :3 Once Douceur knew about Áspero's dive into French, Douceur started studying Spanish to make things even. They don't speak the languages often because it sounds weird when they speak the other's language, but they can tell what the other is saying and writing at least. ♡ Back in Middle school, Áspero didn't have many friends and he was a bit sexually confused. He knew he liked Douceur, but he didn't know if he like-liked him so he... asked him out. He wanted to at least try. For awhile throughout their middle school days, they hung out a lot and Douceur would always visit Áspero and his family.They had their own stomping grounds in a cave near a beach. They would go there all the time to play around and shout into the cave to hear their worries echo away. There's one point in time where Douceur hurt his ankle tripping over some rocks. Áspero got Douceur on his back and carried him all the way to his parents' house where he got in huge trouble. The next day at school, Douceur's father complained to the principal and wanted Áspero expelled for hurting his son. Douceur's dad always wanted him to go to private school, Douceur insisted on going to public school, so he at least wanted Áspero to go so he wouldn't break his promise. Through all this, Douceur's mom snuck him out of the office so he could talk to Áspero who was waiting to get called in. Douceur hobbles over to Áspero and hugs him and they talk for a while. Douceur ensuring Áspero that he's okay that everything is okay. Áspero... was a bit of a crybaby when he was younger and he started blubbering over this, he was scared that he was going to lose Douceur like his only other friend who at this point had moved away. Douceur's dad storms out and tells Douceur to get away from Áspero and Douceur wasn't having it. "I love him, daddy! Please don't send him away!" A lot of bickering ensued and the at the end of it, Douceur and Áspero were just wrapped in each other's arms and Douceur's mom managed to cool his dad off so nothing rash would happen-- After all that, a couple weeks later, the babs went to their cave and Áspero started crying more, "Why do you even like me??? You're so pretty and popular and your parents hate me!!" Douceur comforts him, "I prefer you out of anyone I've ever met. You're so special to me and I love you no matter what, beautiful." They share their first kiss.For a while they kept dating, but in Freshman year, Douceur noticed the change with Áspero, he noticed that he's been more a little more distant than usual. They talk about it... Áspero admits that he realized he wasn't in love with Douceur and that he was scared of hurting him with telling him that. Douceur wasn't really happy about it, sure, but he understood that Áspero had his ways of life. They remained great friends and after High school actually ended up living together eventually. Douceur offered because his parents were traveling more than usual and Áspero didn't have anywhere to go when he promised his mother he'd find his own place around 20. "I don't want to burden my mother, so I'll stay with you." (His mom was okay with him staying, but they have this sort of tradition where when the kids reach a certain age, they have to move out and "spread their wings". So this is basically how things are for them for a long time. Hhhhh-- Ech, I'm sorry, do you have any questions about them? Go ahead and ask, seriously. :3 Also help me make this more official. I don't know how to convey info-- ;w;

BONUS

A test of how Mandy Manson will look. I’m still thinking about her design.

Hopefully, she’ll get a ref sheet too. :3

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30 Questions for Artists

I saw @saawek doing this and I didn’t get tagged but god I love these so much so i’m busting in and doing this

Rules: there are no rules! Tag whomever you want if you choose to answer the questions

Do you prefer traditional drawing, or digital? I feel like I get a more polished product out of digital, and it tends to look more like what I’m going for. So I’ll say digital : )

How long have you been drawing? basically always as a kid but you know, everyone scribbles when they’re a kid. I guess I started getting serious about art around 4th or 5th grade.

How many classes have you taken? required elementary ones, one optional middle school one, and two college courses (2D design and drawing I)

Do you have a DeviantArt, personal website, or art blog? right here : )

What’s your favorite thing to draw? probably Castiel.

What’s your least favorite thing to draw? uhhhhh feet

How often do you use references? basically every single day

Do you draw professionally, or just for fun? i’m actually just starting to come back to my (very casual) concept art job. it’s very rough but yeah

How much time do you spend drawing on an average day? maybe two hours or less? unless it’s a special occasion. i’ve been super busy with school.

Are you confident about your art? i’m the most confident with my art i’ve ever been. I still want to loosen up my painting and do more creative things but i’m slowly getting to it as it’s not too much of a priority now.

How many art-related blogs do you follow? I follow a lot of artists (especially of the supernatural type), but I follow a few ref and misc art blogs too

Is it okay for people to ask you about your process? I literally love posting process shots with portraits and if you ask me how I draw things it is the utmost honor.

Do you prefer to keep your art personal, or do you like drawing things for other people? if I think it’s kinda ugly, I might keep it to myself or just show it to my close friends in person. usually though, I absolutely love attention. oddly though i get uncomfortable when people gush over my art like it’s weird

Do you ever collaborate with others? i wish : (

How long does an average piece take you to complete? my digital portraits (or realistic busts or whatever) almost always take me 10+ hours. on paper though, 

Do you draw more today than you did in the past, or do you draw less? definitely less. I used to doodle a lot in middle school, so now that I actually have to pay good attention, that’s gone. 

Do you think you’re justified in giving other people art advice? i’ve taken a few art courses at college so kinda? I still feel like i’m presenting a pompous attitude when I give people my age/older than me advice.

What are you currently trying to improve on? being more creative, thinking outside the box, experimenting

What is the most difficult thing for you to draw? abstraction and legs

What is the easiest thing for you to draw? profile busts or front facing busts 😂

Do you like to challenge yourself? uhhhhh it’s really hard but it pays off so sure

Are you confident that you’re improving steadily? I hit a rut of no improvement or enjoyment after january that went on and off in february, and hit full force the first half of march, but now i’m finally starting to get consistent again.

Do you draw more fanart, or more original art? probably more art of my original characters lately. i haven’t shown it much though because they’re just small sketches.

Do you feel jealous when you see other people’s art, or inspired? (Be honest!) absolutely of course both. more inspired, but i’m lazy and barely ever act on it.

Do you like to draw in silence, or with music? I like music on as a lot of my actual drawings are inspired by songs, but I get distracted really easily. I also listen to a lot of YouTube but that’s even worse as you gotta keep clicking on new vids.

For digital artists: what program(s) do you use? Paint Tool Sai

For digital artists: how many layers does a typical piece require? hmmm on my last digital piece, I had one main layer and mostly drew on that, but when the brushes weren’t being cooperative or I wanted to ensure that I wouldn’t screw up the whole thing, I added a new layer on top and merged them later. probably less than 20 in the end?

For traditional artists: what medium do you like most? (Pencil,     charcoals, etc) visually I love the look of oil paints and gouache, but i’ve never tried them out. of what I have, probably copic markers.

For traditional artists: How do you usually start on a big piece?     (Light sketch, colored lead, sketchpaper, etc) I jump head first into it and pray

What inspires you to not just make art, but to be a better artist? absolutely my job as a concept artist. not sure how much I can say about that, but as someone who is the youngest in the company and one of the youngest in the industry, I’m constantly seeing my coworkers and others’ art. they’re all adults and they more about how art and the world works. and i wanna be up to par and speed with them.

i’m not really sure of which of my mutuals/followers are artists so just do this if you want!

[ikkydikky]

Here it comes! Time for an end of the year “Here’s what I drew this year” list. Mainly just to archive my art now for future’s sake and tell myself my thought process and how I felt about it now.

I’m skipping over sketches and going straight to stuff that was finished and polished and I’ll explain each image as we go. Buckle up boys its going to be a long one. 

We’re going to go to the first image I did this year and explain how things went from there!

Drawing #1, Scrubbed off Katia Managan 

March 3rd 2017

Art is actually kind of hard when you don’t know what form, line consistency, anatomy, or any of those things are! In fact I only know about two of them right now! And how to put into practice one of them! This image shows what its really like to start out with base-nothing. The idea is cute! And I’ll probably redo it later on when I am probably a years worth better. It marks however the first thing I really posted online. To me, that makes it special.

Drawing #2, Sigrid, but smug.

September 9th, 2017

BIG gap between the two! And not a lot of improvement, or maybe a lot of improvement? Who knows. I think this image was the first thing I did digitally that I put up for other people to see, and it was exciting! There’s absolutely no construction to this. Prior to this image being done I was basically drawing people’s heads and circles. Like, pages upon pages of circle grinding to actually know how to draw a circle digitally.

The main reason why there was such a gap between March and September was due to me graduating high school. I basically didn’t feel like drawing at all when I already had the work load of school ontop of me. But the art starts coming a lot faster now. Yes you can see there was a huge prequel influence. 

Drawing #3, Blushin Bob

September 29th, 2017

Art is something that you can really do a lot of, but you can easily get burnt out on. Animal crossing is actually one of my favorite games out there, and to try to pay tribute I drew this. Not uh, not exactly my favorite. 

This image has me trying basically 3 new things I’ve never done before. Shading, clothes, fur tufts, and bodies. Yeah. Not exactly my best job at any of those. The shadows are, very inconsistent and its clear I didn’t really know how to do it properly. The fur is atrocious with it looking like spiked tumors, and the shirt rides up way too high like hes wearing a shirt thats way too short! Also he might be a bit too skinny. 

This is kind of an image that broke me. At the time I was trying to fix every error when I just couldn’t, from the arm in the first attempt being god awful, to how the shading and shirt looks. I genuinely think this is the worst image in my library, and I knew it at the time since I drew nothing for all of October. You know. The month that’s meant to be the most inspiring artistically?

Drawing #4, Gondola The Peaceful Giant

November 12th, 2017

This was actually just a shitty paint up I did of a sketch practicing perspective. It was mainly for a draw thread on 8chan’s /v/ and probably my only work I’ve posted to an image board. I think generally doing art for anonymous people is a bit thankless. Its great for practicing but it really gives back no validation.

Keep in your memory these clouds, I’ll be talking about those later. 

Drawing #5, Bunny, The space mechanic.

November 12th, 2017

This character was a mistake, not the drawing but the character! This is my first actual tabletop character and boy I flubbed it. But this is art retrospective. Not roleplay retrospective. Anyway. A portrait done with a new pen style that I don’t think worked out too well. It comes off a bit too rough and gritty. But it makes for unique coloring when it comes to painting. I’ll actually have some more to say about that in a bit too! This also marks the point where I really got into drawing again. See. The table top group I’m in rewards you for drawing pictures of your characters, no matter how shitty it is, as long as you do your best, you get a reward in game. Its actually a really, really neat system!

Drawing #6, Oh dear god why.

November 16th, 2017

This is going to be a reoccurring character, so. Lets get to talking about it here. This character was as far as I know, a joke character made by a friend that got turned into a full blown character for a campaign, she is nonsensical, random, actually crazy, and worst of all, vibrantly colored. She is the Deviant Art Sparkledog as a character. Which funny enough, is her character name. This was my first attempt at really going ‘sexy’ and ‘nude’. And actually I think Sparkledog is a perfect candidate for it because its already cringy and god awful to look at! So it hides my bad attempts at a sexy lady behind an already cringy character. Thanks friend.

Anyway to talk about the art its self. It was done with no ref or pose. And I think it kind of shows. Everything’s proportionate to a degree but something about the perspective of the whole thing feels... off. Of course the background is just slapped together with glue but I mean on the character. She’s laying on the ground but not in a way that I think is possible or comfortable.

This also goes as my second attempt at fur, it’s, better. But definitely not good. Ontop of that this is probably my first attempt at an actual muzzle! Pic below related.

Muzzles are really hard to do. For some reason. If you ever read Loomis’ Fun with a Pencil it becomes slightly easier, but it also kind of isn’t. A month later and I still struggle with them, A lot of my joke sketches I often forgo any sort of attempt at drawing a muzzle and go for round head shapes, this works out if the character’s species is a prey type, as the eyes for herbivores are often on the side of the head, while for predators, its facing dead ahead. On another note, apparently I can just *do legs* with almost ease. I’ll touch on this more in a bit.

Drawing #7, A background for the end.

December 2nd, 2017

Tabletop is a wonderful thing, art groups are also an amazing experience to ever be apart of. The group I’ve been with has been an amazing experience for me artistically as I’ve learned to grow so much more. This is an image I did as soon as I woke up on my birthday. Friend A. did the character sketch. Friend b. did the coloring of the characters, and I got to practice something that I’ve wanted to do for ages.

Environmental art.

Ontop of character art and such, one thing that always draws my attention is environment art. Its something you can always get lost in. Your eyes can search to every corner imagining what it would be like to be there. Genuinely amazing works of art is often environment art. 

Its also time we talk about the clouds. I hope you remembered them from the gondola picture. See. Clouds are all about layers, and layers, and layers. Especially when done in a thunder storm. They’re something I might recommend painting if you ever want to start out! I do however think the clouds in the gondola image work a lot better. But I think that might be from the several things I did to trick myself to think they look better.

 And that’s all there really is to say on this image. Which is a problem. I learned a bit more about perspective and how floors work when under character’s feet... and how to do lightning kind of. But there isn’t much else. If I were to do this more I’d probably add another cliff to the background. A mountain, a landscape just beyond the fog, because it seems unfinished as it stands. 

Drawing #8, Oh dear god why, Revengeance.

December 5th? 2017

Probably the only unfinished image that gets posted! So lets talk about it. I think fur is my least favorite detail to make ever.Yet it also is my favorite when its done. The tail also might not be the best but its league’s better than my first attempt! But lets talk about the main thing about this image.

PAWS.

I don’t have a thing for paws, or feet, that’s not my kink. I think footjobs are sort of appealing sure but I don’t care much for it. so this was my first attempt at paws, and I think I did damn well. However, digitigrade legs are something I still have an issue with, and I am working towards fixing that. I don’t think furry characters look great when their legs are humans, but with paws. As well I think legs are the easiest part of the body to draw in some ways, that might just be me.

The face also is a bit of a mistake? Its better than its.. original incarnation...

[NOT EVEN THE DEAD KNOW PEACE FROM THIS EVIL]

Animal faces with human features is the proper way to do things, but human faces with animal features is... Hell incarnate.

Also that ass took me like 30 tries to get right god damn. 

Drawing #9, The last hoot for today.

December 18th, 2017

The last one for today. Some point after Christmas I’ll post probably another three drawings. But this is the final one. Lets talk about a few things about myself.

Art style is all about inspiration. You pick up inspiration from everywhere. Specifically from art styles you really, genuinely enjoy. You might have noticed the art style at first was I Wanna Be The Kazerad and then to something completely different from Kazerad but not distinct from anyone else. This is the process I think to finding your own art style. Emulation.

You might also noticed I ditched aliased (pixely) lines in favor of smooth lines, this was because I was having a tiny issue with drawing at large scale. For some reason I always liked zooming in real close on my 2000x2000 canvas and drawing tiny little things. The bunny picture is a really good example of this. He only took up the tiny corner of my much, much larger canvas. Speaking of his part of this post, lets get into color.

There’s been 3 ways I colored things, the first was plain flats, second was with a sort of homemade crayon brush (Ala Bunny and Gondola), and third was a unique way in how I did the eyes of this image. Looking at them closer you can see theres, actually a lot of rich detail in them!

This was a pretty easy thing to do and it has such amazing results that, I want to do a full image using it just to try it. For how I did it, I use krita, and how it handles gigantic brushes is like most art programs, by automatically raising the spacing between each ‘use’ (for a lack of a better term.)

Here’s what the blue part looks like with a white background behind it and the layer count to make this beside it. (Only one of them visible.)

It also kind of hits close to to another artist I’ve been following pretty closely as of lately. (And more recently on tumblr.)

You might not have heard of @jamdrawers , and you should definitely check them out if you haven’t. They are someone who, in my eyes, has such a wonderful art style. Other artists that do a style with pixelly, aliased lines don’t even come close in my opinion. I bring jam up here because of a few things, the art style he presents has thoroughly inspired me to pick back up trying to draw in aliased lines again, and because going forward I’ll continue looking to him for inspiration. Also if you read this jam tell winrarphile I said thanks for getting me into your art. 

Now, when it comes to the owl its self. I regret not adding a thicker outline to all of her character, and instead kept it to just the head shape, as well I do think she comes out a bit bland. Of course color wise its to keep in theme with the rest of the table top groups color theme. But outline wise? Definitely needs work. I tried a ‘hair style’ for her but that didn’t really work out either. So I kept it to the three feathers at the top of the head. I also think I spent more time on this image than I did any other, to quote myself “I’ll finish this owl up in about an hour or two”, which quickly lead to 8 days instead, just through procrastination.

Don’t do something in art if you really don’t want to do it. You can easily, easily get fatigued and burnt out with out delay, but among this procrastination came other sketches that, I don’t think I’ll post here, but helped me learn hands somewhat. So there is that.

Thus ends this posts governing topic. If you read this whole thing, good job. If you didn’t and skimmed to the end. That’s fine too! I understand I got a bit wordy but, I genuinely wanted to lay out my thoughts about all this.

In conclusion, I think the rate at which I’m getting better is decent, Mistakes are being ironed out each new drawing I take on. Each study and figure drawing adds onto the many experiences I’ll use for later in my artistic career, and I think the rate at which I’m drawing is far too slow for my own tastes, as such its a goal for the upcoming year to get a lot faster with finishing each drawing so I can quickly move onto the next. Thank you for reading this.

Have a noid chewin’ some pizza as a reward for coming down to the end.

[verdigrisprowl]

Jan 17 Lost Light Stream - Transformers Prime 46-48

After not being able to go for a while, Prowl returned! And mainly dealt with the census.

He spent half the evening talking to Starscream about the fact that Black Shadow applied for citizenship. The conclusion: make sure he understands he’ll have to obey rule of law (which means no smashing planets), and immediately get to work searching for ways to neutralize a Phase Sixer if necessary.

The other half of movie night was spent talking to Soundwave about the census. Prowl managed, after much hemming and hawing, to ask Soundwave to be his amica endura. He’s amazed he managed to ask. He’s more amazed Soundwave said yes.

So. Prowl had an alright evening.

Welcome to the 'lostlightstream' room. Windchill: *HERE COMES A SPECIAL BOY* Rodimus: *well he isnt the chosen one* FakeProwl: *finds a corner to skulk in and warily watch the door. If Chromedome shows up, Prowl is immediately vanishing.* Windchill: *STFU Rodibutt* FakeProwl: ((is there supposed to be sound? i don't hear anything)) Rodimus: ((hrm.... Windchill: *Windchill, having arrived fashionably early, drapes himself over the Whirl Couch in as seductive a manner as possible.* Whirl: *trots on in* Windchill: *YOU'RE TOO LATE* Whirl: *well just in time* Look at this stunning new slipcover I've got. Rodimus: *chin hands at the ensuing fight* Windchill: Who, me? ItsyBitsySpyers: *A feeler pokes around the door. There'd better not be any Chromedomes and Trepans in here waiting to get him... no? Okay. Good.* Whirl: The very same. *solemnly* Rodimus: ((anyone hear stuff? Windchill: I AM stunning. Whirl: ((I do not :|a)) ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave releases the horde and tromps in to park himself on his couch* Windchill: (( Nope! )) Whirl: ((Now I do!)) Windchill: (( THERE WE GO )) FakeProwl: ((there is sound)) Whirl: *turns and swivels his helm towards The Horde* Shockwave changed their nickname to Shockwave. Windchill: *He's still not going to move.* Whirl: Okay, Rodders... do you remember when I said last week I wanted to make a request? The I decided to save it for this week to build up suspense? Rodimus: If I told you I remembered that, you'd totally believe me. So sure Rodimus: Lay it on me Whirl: The Trooper. Whirl: *looks to the Uusal Crowd, which consists of the twins and Zori* Wanna come help me break in my new fabulous slipcover, guys? Rodimus: *helm tilts* Come again Whirl: By Iron Maiden. Rodimus: Ha! Sure! ItsyBitsySpyers: #what is a slipcover? Whirl: ((also i s2g this is all fo the sake of comedy i'm not trying to feed into the false assumption that whirl has a living furniture fetish orz)) Whirl: *gestures to Windchill* Whirl: That. Windchill: (( ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THAT. )) Windchill: *He lifts his leg, showing off how fabulous he is.* Whirl: *engine turns over in ENTHUSIASM AHHH THAT OPENIGN RIFF* Rodimus: I dig the gauitar in this one one of my favs! ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave shoos the twins off his couch before they can start air guitaring all over the place* Whirl: If I ever learned to play guitar, this is a song I'd do. FakeProwl: *it is pretty good guitar.* Rodimus: Need fingers for that mech. *grins* Windchill: *Windchill chooses to appreciate it in silence.* Rodimus: need flanging ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble and Frenzy carry on the whole way over to Windchill* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Who they then air guitar in the face at random intervals* Windchill: *Turns just enough, JUST ENOUGH to glare daggers at Rodimus.* Smokescreen: /And he's running on in!!/ ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave nods to Prowl and Shockwave* Rodimus: *chuckles at the twins* Whirl: *holds up his claws, splits the tip, and extrudes his deedly-boppers* Whirl: I got something better. FakeProwl: *so far, so good on the chromedome front. but it's too early to know for sure.* Smokescreen: Rodimus Dorimus Rodmsu! Windchill: *Turns back just in time to get a face full of air guitar, and coughs.* FakeProwl: *doesn't notice the nod. he's watching the door.* Windchill: Now you guys have my germs. Whirl: *is just gonna watch the twins shenaniganize at Windchill with amusement and, if you squint, maybe a lil affection* Rodimus: *waves at Smokescreen then nods at whirl* Iwwanta see you do that. Shockwave: *nods back. he'd prefer if tonight's segment featured the predacons instead of smokescreen, but he can be patient* ItsyBitsySpyers: //Holy frag! You better not have no plague!// Whirl: *people he likes messin with each other, having fun? What a rare Good Feelin* ItsyBitsySpyers: \\BOSS! BOSS HE KILLED US\\ Whirl: We'll see. And--OH NO. Rumble. Frenzy. I'm so sorry. Windchill: *Folds his arms behind his head, smugly.* Whirl: You're gonna catch the worst ailment of them all. Windchill: That's me, I'm...a murderer. Windchill: ... Smokescreen: /Waving back! Also staring at Rumble and Frenzy with concern./ ItsyBitsySpyers: @Windchill: [[You are not carrying actual sickness?]] Whirl: Giganticus Buttimus. ItsyBitsySpyers: \\HUH?\\ Shockwave: ((windchills got COOTIES)) ItsyBitsySpyers: //That's cool. Frenzy already got that.// Bruin: *plink, plink, plink. incomes bruin with his big aft walking stick and a very determined face. which, may also be slightly cross eyed* ItsyBitsySpyers: \\...HEY\\ Windchill: That's right,. Butterbun changed their nickname to KingStarscream. FakeProwl: *oh, he's got a stick now. nice.* Windchill: @Soundwave: Nothing contagious, unless you count stupidity. ItsyBitsySpyers: @Windchill: [[If that was contagious, Smokescreen would have killed us all.]] KingStarscream: *guess who has ARRIVED. He doesn't quite do the Kuzco door slam but it's a close thing* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Laserbeak sticks close to Bruin while he walks.* ItsyBitsySpyers: //Oh scrap.// Smokescreen: ((... i misread kuzco as kazoo nd i just imagined starscream but with a kazoo)) ItsyBitsySpyers: *The minis SCATTER... some more. And peek at Starscream over the couch.* Windchill: @Soundwave: It's a slow killer, DUH. Rodimus: *points ar Star and smirk* Holy smokes you actually came! KingStarscream: ((no no, give him some class. It'd be a vuvuzela)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((oh good i read it as kazoo too)) KingStarscream: ((the King of KAzoos Windchill: (( Same. Had to double take. )) FakeProwl: *oh well look who's here. right, watching for Chromedome can wait. Prowl is walking straight up to Starscream.* A word. KingStarscream: Technically that was two of them. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Frenzy snickers from behind Whirl's couch. Rumble punches him.* FakeProwl: Brace yourself, you're about to get some more. Rodimus: *going streatch his legs across smokey?* ItsyBitsySpyers: *....Rumble also tries to reach for Whirl's antennae thing.* Windchill: *He's free of air guitars now; time to pump his feet in time to the music.* KingStarscream: If you're trying to fuss at me for skipping out of work /again/ you can save it. I'm not interested. FakeProwl: We've received a form from Black Shadow. Bruin: *to tHE SNACK TABLE* Smokescreen: !! /He's okay with this, he's going to rest his arms on Rodimus' legs then./ Whirl: *anyone who wants shelter s welcome to hide behind Whirl; after snickering at Rumbkle's joke he reacts to Starscream's grand entrance with a single, unimpressed blink* KingStarscream: *okay that's actually interesting* KingStarscream: THE Black Shadow? Well now. Whirl: Time to start! *swings himself up over the edge of the couch and comes crashing down with his butt squarely in Windchill's solar plexus* Rodimus: *fair play* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Primus. A night full of Smokescreen.]] Windchill: OOF! Smokescreen: ... /If Prowl is in the room, he's going to try to listen in here./ Windchill: *He knew that was coming, too.* Smokescreen: A night of me! Pretty great, right? ItsyBitsySpyers: *Is also listening.* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Define 'great'.]] Smokescreen: This. This is great. Rodimus: *laughs* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[You have low standards.]] FakeProwl: *lowers his voice, this is a Private Conversation* THE Black Shadow. And he's listing Overlord and Sixshot as his amicae. Rodimus: Whats your top speed now Smokey? Smokescreen: ... Well the first part of it FakeProwl: Which means they might be following soon. Whirl: Rumble, Frenzy, Zori. *gestures magnanimously to his couch* Windchill: *Puts his feet down, there's room to sit on him now* KingStarscream: How certain are we that these aren't just a handful of mechs attempting the ballsiest Con outside of Megatron's platform? Smokescreen: Ha- my alt hasn't changed, but there's mods you can do to get better speeds. ItsyBitsySpyers: *The trio slooooowly creep around the edge to sit up there. They were gonna hide from Starscream, but, well. A whole bunch of their kind are on screen.* FakeProwl: They might be, but I'm not ruling out the possibility that he's who he says he is. Rodimus: 150 is.... cute. *smirks and wiggles cloven toes at* Whirl: Pfft, so Smokescreen needed babysitting. Shockbox: *He appears to be slightly tardy.* Smokescreen: ... Look- I can do better than that! FakeProwl: He says on his form that he's from and currently living in another universe—on Deathsaurus's Warworld. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[When doesn't he? Greetings, Shockwave.]] Shockbox: Greetings. Smokescreen: I didn't need babysitting! I just needed to learn Earth 101. Whirl: ((*POINTS* JEFFREY...... COMBS!!)) Whirl: *snickers* ItsyBitsySpyers: ((i love when ratchet is like "ew humans")) KingStarscream: It sounds rediculously conveniant. Whirl: ...Hey. That's MY nickname. Whirl: For Blurr! FakeProwl: Convenient?! I think you mean disastrous. Whirl: Sounds like typical Optimus. ItsyBitsySpyers: //Spark might be in the right place, but ya left your brain back in the Hall.// Smokescreen: Hehe- Whirl: ((STARMAN REF I CAUGHT YA)) Smokescreen: >:I KingStarscream: But if it is true... well, having a handful of PHase Sixers answering Cybertron's call would be something remarkable indeed. Shockbox: *Is the wave couch occupied by anything other than waves at the moment?* Smokescreen: Oh! That jerk! Windchill: Gross. Shockwave: *it appears to be invader-free* FakeProwl: *a dry, harsh laugh* You think that hasn't occurred to me? Shockbox: *good. he takes his usual place.* Whirl: *also, Trio, don't worry--sitting with windchill and whirl is as good as hiding* Windchill: *Hide behind his boobs and general obnoxousness.* FakeProwl: In case you forgot, all three of the Phase Sixers went rogue. Overlord slaughters for fun, and recent intel says Black Shadow claims to have an uncontrollable addiction to flattening planets. Shockbox: @Soundwave: Have I missed much? FakeProwl: And he's with Deathsaurus, who rebelled from the Decepticons so he could go around slaughtering planets at his whim. None of these are mechs we can rely upon. ItsyBitsySpyers: @Shockbox: [[Negative. Perhaps three minutes.]] Rodimus: *pokes Smokey* I got clear some time to hang out--- you seem my type of fun. Shockwave: Little of significance. *just 3 minutes of Smokescreen failing to use his processor* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[...Ah, yes. This.]] KingStarscream: Oh but Prowl, we no longer represent the Decepticons OR Autobots. I can hardly open our planet to only a few. Whirl: ((aww the drones and insecticons workin together :3c)) Smokescreen: /Gonna poke Rodimus back/ Nice! When's that gonna be? FakeProwl: That's not what I'm talking about and you know it. Whirl: Oh, my god. It's... Whirl: It's a letter opener. Whirl: *mock gasps* ItsyBitsySpyers: \\PFFFFF\\ Windchill: I was going to say donger but. Shockbox: *He nods and pings a brief, casual thanks to them both.* Rodimus: Star saber! Rodimus: Yeah? :D ItsyBitsySpyers: *Snap attention* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[You know it?]] FakeProwl: These are a pack of mechs who could destroy us in an afternoon, and who recognize no authority but their own. THAT'S my concern. And it should be yours. Whirl: *DOES NOT LIKE THOSE SOUNDS WITHOUT CONTEXT* Rodimus: Uhm seen one Smokescreen: HA watching Megatron fail at this is hilarious. KingStarscream: Besides, Black Shadow renounced the Decepticons to become hired hand. He'll be only somewhat harder to boss around than Swindle/ Whirl: The only Star Saber I know is a mech. A guy. Rodimus: I seen a alternate with one FakeProwl: And if he demands a price we can't pay? Whirl: Cyclonus gored one of his eyeballs out with a horn. It was AWESOME. Windchill: That's a terrible name. KingStarscream: Then we strike a deal. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Interesting. Do you know how they got hold of it?]] Whirl: It's just a fancy sword. Swords aren't all that impressive. Rodimus: WHIRL@ Smokescreen: You'll see, Whirl. Rodimus: Dont let Pip hear that. ItsyBitsySpyers: *That was a fun day, leading them around with the beacon* FakeProwl: *heavy sigh* There's still his /addiction/ to slaughtering planets to contend with. That's unacceptable. KingStarscream: You forget, Prowl, that by filling out the census Black Shadow is already agreeing to serve Cybertron. Whatever his motivations are, he's still coming back. And that is something that can be used. Whirl: Pip? FakeProwl: Even if you don't care about other planets, you have to agree that we'll never gain traction with the wider galactic community if one of our own goes around flattening planets. ItsyBitsySpyers: \\AWWW, I MISSED GORIN'?\\ Whirl: It was during the battle of Luna-1. Before this multiverse stuff began. Whirl: That's where I got my sword, too. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Frenzy grunts and folds his arms. He misses all the cool scrap.* KingStarscream: So we find planets for him to slaughter. I'm sure there are several still out there as an acceptable focus for his aggression. Smokescreen: .... /He's just. Going to go back to paying attention to the Black Shadow talk, leaning in slightly to listen./ Rodimus: Epiphany! *points to the greatsword on the wall* FakeProwl: Even IF that's— Shockbox: *taking the human along is going to be an obviously regrettable decision* KingStarscream: ((...is Epi just hanging out) Whirl: Ohh. Well. *looks to the wall* I think Epiphany's left us. Whirl: Either way, he never once impressed me, so... my point stands. Rodimus: ((lol he stays in sword 99.8% of the time Rodimus: ((thats his root and he old man naps most days FakeProwl: *turns to give Smokescreen a Very Pointed Look. and then switches to comms.* @Starscram «Even IF that's workable in the short term— Shockbox: (( only gets up to fuel?)) ItsyBitsySpyers: //Hahaha! Lookit him!// Windchill: That's what he said. Smokescreen: ... /Dangit he was curious too now he has to look at himself messing up on camera/ KingStarscream: @:Prowl ::I have spent my entire /career/ working around volatile guns with legs.:: Whirl: *SNRK* FakeProwl: «—and even IF the Galactic Council magically doesn't care about unaffiliated planets, it's only a matter of time until he runs out. He is not worth keeping around to feed his addiction. Smokescreen: ... Look I did what I needed to do! Rodimus: ((Pip runs mostly leeched off rodimus KingStarscream: @Prowl ::And I ask you this, if we do NOT permit citizenship to a trio of Phase Sixers, what are our possible alternatives for fending them off should they become enraged?:: Whirl: *tips his head back and imitates the Inseciton ululation* Smokescreen: And made some pretty bad decisions there. FakeProwl: «Yes, Starscream, you did. And how many times did you try to overthrow him? How manytimes did he assault you? How badly did he mess up Cybertron?» Rodimus: *laughs* Peach it Smokescreen Rodimus: ((preach* Whirl: Wow, they must REALLY suck at fighting if they can't catch ONE human. FakeProwl: *Starscream has a point, though. the Phase Sixers are detestable no matter with whom they're aligned. They're mildly less detestible if they're on their side.* KingStarscream: @Prowl ::I'm going to pretend you didn't say that. Call it your first strike without penalty.:: Whirl: So, lemme get this straight--you guys' Star Saber only works for Primes? Rodimus: ...Ffff. Your Prime is so hott. Smokescreen: Pretty much! KingStarscream: ((would the Star Saber work for StarSaber??)) Smokescreen: .... He's- he's pretty great, yeah. Windchill: *Gasps suddenly, looking down at himself and at all of the butts sitting on him.* Rodimus: Our can move like that. Rodimus: ((cant* Whirl: Do you gotta be actively wielding the Matrix or just compatible? FakeProwl: «I'm making a point. You, Starscream, understand how dangerous walking guns with legs are, and that being on the same side as one doesn't protect us from the danger they pose.» ItsyBitsySpyers: [[It is a grey area.]] Smokescreen: Optimus is really cool! He was able to move in all kinda ways and he's super strong and the best Prime from our Cybertron! KingStarscream: ::But it does buy us time until said guns can either be neutralized or redirected. Between myself and Megatron, which of us still functions?:: Windchill: INTRUDERS! ItsyBitsySpyers: //Tch. Prime groupies.// Rodimus: ((doesnt star know the control codes for the phase 6ers? Whirl: *looks down at Windchill* Oh no! My slipcover has attained sapience! *snickers* Want us to let you up? FakeProwl: «... Similar to a point I was leading up to.» KingStarscream: ((does he? i looked over Black Shadow's page but he also died so Windchill: No. KingStarscream: ((TO OTHER PAGES Whirl: *and, duly noted: note to self, NEVER EVER TOUCH A GOD DAMNED STAR SABER* FakeProwl: ((I thought only Megatron knew it.)) Rodimus: ((Overlord doesnt have one Rodimus: ((Shockwave does Smokescreen: IS HE COOL OR WHAT THERE FakeProwl: «Submitting to rule of law must be a term of their citizenship. And that law must include NOT flattening planets.» Smokescreen: just. just wait Rodimus: YEP I seen that sword before Whirl: PFFT. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Note to Frenzy's self: FIND A GOD DAMNED STAR SABER AND USE IT* Smokescreen: IS HE COOL OR WHAT? Windchill: *Slowly, quietly, YOU DON'T SEE THIS HAPPENING, reaches for Whirl's intruding foot.* Rodimus: *prolly gota HAVE the matrix to make it work* Whirl: Big deal. Cyclous could do that, but with ACTUAL LIVING MECHA. And it was just a regular sword. FakeProwl: «And, if he does join—then we get to work coming up with anti-Phase-Sixer measures. So we can properly eliminate him if need be.» Whirl: *synthesizes a yawn* Rewind: *Hey Rumble, your favourite is here :)* Highgloss: That certainly was a day that happened. Whirl: ...well okay he couldn't do the shockwave thing, but still. Rodimus: *laughs* So can drift-- even me! ItsyBitsySpyers: *NOOOOOOOOOOO* Smokescreen: Wasn't it, Woojit? ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Greetings, doctor.]] Windchill: *GRABS THE FOOT* Whirl: *IS GRABBED*

Missed some. Prowl asked Starscream to tell him everything he knows about how Phase Sixers work so he can get to work on finding a way to neutralize them. Starscream mentioned that there are verbal killswitches for the Phase Sixers, and he knows the one for Sixshot, but not the other two. Megatron would. Prowl almost suggests mnemosurgery on Megatron and then retracts it; Starscream latches onto it, Prowl tries to persuade him that it’s a bad idea. I have no idea what everyone else did because I only keep up with my conversations, sorry folks.

Whirl: Oh. Whirl: He's gonna revive them with his Dark Energon. Whirl: And since he CONTROLS DE-zombies, he will control them. Whirl: Right? Rodimus: D: ItsyBitsySpyers: [[A fine guess. Incorrect, but a fine guess.]] Windchill: *He's just watching.* Highgloss: "Powerful emotions. >:I" Whirl: I mean, it's what I would've done, if I were him. FakeProwl: «Then we'll make a mess. Regardless, mnemosurgery is almost guaranteed to not work on him. He's so paranoid about it, he's undoubtedly booby-trapped his mind somehow.» Shockwave: ((imagine if it wasnt a big prime they found and megatron just had a teensy arm)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((OMG)) Rewind: ((omg Windchill: (( BEAUTIFUL.)) Smokescreen: ((PRERFFf Shockbox: (( /slain) KingStarscream: ((omg good)) Whirl: ((HAHHA_) FakeProwl: ((lil t rex arm)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((i have a big bucket and tiny arms)) KingStarscream: ((it's just sticking straight out of his shoulder)) Smokescreen: woojit was this fragged up or what Windchill: Why does that sound so wrong? Highgloss: This was incredibly fragged up. Whirl: I'll say this for you, Doc. I dig the buzzsaw. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Agreed.]] Highgloss: Once the sparks stopped flying, he just...*stared.* Whirl: *nods appreciatively* Highgloss: And thank you! Smokescreen: ... That's pretty awkward, how'd you stand being a 'con for so long? KingStarscream: ((does PRowl know where Megatron is? I know Starscream doesn't Whirl: Pfft. Just spliced it right on. Smokescreen: And having to do that kinda thing to Megatron. Bruin: *yikes, just one loud armor rattle* Whirl: So all it takes is a Prime's CORPSE? HAHA. Rodimus: I..... that fragging worked?! Highgloss: We had fuel, a warship, and a cause worth fighting for. Smokescreen: ...... ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Evidently, Rodimus.]] FakeProwl: ((we never resolved that. I think we left it roughly at "it would be dumb for them not to know.")) Smokescreen: Don't take a Prime's corpse please Whirl: I don't need one. Whirl: Why would I? KingStarscream: ((okay cool. just making sure before I had Starscream respond)) Smokescreen: Good Rodimus: I AM A PRIMES UNCORPSE! Highgloss: ...Why did we feel the need to point this out aloud? Whirl: *deadpan* I don';t need this one, either. *gestures to Rodimus with a sly, amused look* Smokescreen: ... Why DO you? Windchill: (( Thank you mr. and mr. exposition. )) Rewind: <<That is a fair question.<< KingStarscream: ::...fine. However, /if/ other methods fail or run the risk of reactivating him, I will find his body and oversee the mnemosugery myself.:: ItsyBitsySpyers: [[He often wondered that himself.]] FakeProwl: «We have no mnemosurgeons.» Smokescreen: man you know on a screen it's waaay easier to stare at certain 'cons without feeling weird Shockwave: Compared to other events on these recordings, it is not the least senisble. FakeProwl: «Those that still live are too decrepit to give reliable results, or else too untrustworthy to give reliable results, and that will likely remain consistent across universes.» Whirl: *tilts his head to an even sharper degree* So... how many Omega Keys were there? Windchill: *Shrugs* Windchill: A few. Windchill: *He's so helpful* FakeProwl: ((... I meant "it would be dumb for STARSCREAM not to know" but okay whatever)) Shockwave: ((BIG OLD WINKU AT SHOCKWAVE AND HIS PATCH, STAR/PROWL. BIIIIG FAAAT WINKUUU)) Smokescreen: megabaseball Whirl: What? I ddin't catch your meaning, Smokescreen. FakeProwl: ((PROWL IS TRYING TO AVOID ANYONE GOING INTO ANYBODY'S BRAIN UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES. THE PATCH DOESN'T MAKE IT BETTER.)) Smokescreen: ... Look- it's just. You can stare at Megatron on screen a lot more comfortably compared to being right in front of him KingStarscream: ((I think way back when it was agreed that if Starscream knew he'd spend ages trying to kill Sleeping Beauty so it was decided that he's not allowed)) Smokescreen: yep this is where i died Whirl: ...but why would you want to stare at Megatron? *disgusted* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[A pity you couldn't have stayed that way.]] Rewind: *snickers* Smokescreen: .... look have you seen his back FakeProwl: ((that was brought up but not agreed. because Starscream would pitch a complete and utter fit if Megatron was taken away somewhere he wouldn't know about.)) Shockwave: ((yes, but! decrepit mnemosurgeons is exactly why he made the thing. untrustworthy... eh. cant have it all)) FakeProwl: ((Starscream + Iacon.)) Whirl: Yeah, I've watched weeks and weeks of this. I've seen every bit of him. Smokescreen: HAH Sounds you wish anything could keep me down Shockwave: ((i feel like that sphinx is a bit small)) FakeProwl: ((it's just a kitten)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((the sphinx is not v tall)) Smokescreen: See? But in-person, it'd be awkward. But here I can stare at his eyebrows moving around without getting hit by a fusion cannon KingStarscream: ::There are always options. Especially with this blending of universes. Somewhere is a mnemosurgeon that can be relied upon.:: ItsyBitsySpyers: ((it's only like 60 feet and these guys are about 30)) Shockbox: ((you could say megatron is)) Shockbox: (( armed))) Highgloss: He was never one for names. Rewind: <<Megatron: not very creative with names<< Whirl: ((INTO THE PEAR WIGGLER WITH U)) Windchill: Clearly. KingStarscream: ((I really thought you'd say he was getting the upper hand Smokescreen: The dork star saber Rodimus: ((omg get in your box Whirl: ((ALL OF U)) Rodimus: *snickers* ItsyBitsySpyers: //Ha.//  Rumble pauses. //'N I'm laughin' at Knock Out sayin' it, not you, Rewhiner.// Windchill: What the heck is this. Whirl: Eh. I don't see the appeal, myself. *waves  adismissive claw and reclines further, spreading his arms across the back of his couch* Whirl: Swordfights are so BASIC. Rodimus: Would you... if it was.. a hammer? Shockbox: (( i've been resting on that pun for over 10 minutes i had to make up something for it )) Whirl: *antenna pins back* Well. Hammers are more interesubg, Whirl: *interesting Smokescreen: Swords are awesome though! And these ones make a great swooshing noise. FakeProwl: «Have you ever worked with mnemosurgeons, Starscream?» Shockwave: ((so much for egypt guys...)) Rewind: <<You don't need to clarify. I already know.<< Smokescreen: holy frag Shockwave: ((RIP egypt you'll be missed along with louisiana)) FakeProwl: «Remember which side had the New Institute and so which one of us would know what we're talking about here.» Whirl: PFFT. HA. Windchill: *Examines his claws.* Whirl: WEAK Shockbox: (( battles between titans hold no regard for foreign monuments )) Whirl: See? When it comes to weapons, you can't beat Cybertronian ingenuity. Smokescreen: HAHAHA KingStarscream: ::Didn't you used to DATE a mnemosugeon?:: Whirl: Primes. Pfft. You can KEEP Primes. KingStarscream: ::I wonder if that's coloring your perception of things.:: Smokescreen: bet you thought you'd seen the last of me, Megaglitch! Windchill: *Snorts.* KingStarscream: ((Starscream doesn't know for sure, he just heard it once from Rattrap)) Rodimus: Slick move~ KingStarscream: ((so who knows hw reliable it is Smokescreen: Haha, thanks! FakeProwl: «I've never dated a mnemosurgeon.» *not a lie. he wasn't a mnemosurgeon at the time.* Smokescreen: I could show you how it's done sometime- I've got the phase shifter on me right now, even. Windchill: For crying out loud. Shockbox: (( rip star saber. you lasted for less than a full episode.)) Smokescreen: ... Technically there was-- anyway. Windchill: *He rubs his eyes.* Windchill: This is exhausting. ItsyBitsySpyers: //What, bein' sat on?// Whirl: *looks down at Windchill* In what way? Rodimus: =o Windchill: The reliance on new toys and gimmicks to accomplish anything. Windchill: Being sat on is another matter entirely. Smokescreen: Hey, nothing wrong with that! Whirl: I mean, a good weapon ca give you an edge. But being able to fight, YOURSELF, is the MOST important. FakeProwl: «The very nature of the work makes them unreliable. Put them at the bottom of the list of options—I'll find something that works.» Windchill: *Nods.* Whirl: If you can take our someone waving a relic in your face bare-clawed. The mech. You've got it. Smokescreen: ... oh. this part Rodimus: *sighs then smiles at SMokescreen* KingStarscream: ::Hmph. Whatever you say.:: Smokescreen: /Grinning back at Rodimus!/ ItsyBitsySpyers: [[A favorite part. In a while.]] KingStarscream: ::Is Black Shadow and his entourage the only issue so far?:: Smokescreen: Sure, sure. I'll take whatever edge I can get when it's a huge serious matter like it was here. Windchill: There's nothing wrong with taking advantage of the resources you have, but being helpless without them is just silly. Whirl: And I'm not saying I blame you, kiddo. Shockbox: (( geez soundy why's your screen gotta be so big.)) Rodimus: about that time off-- I got get this ship off the dirt. ItsyBitsySpyers: ((it's full of secrets)) Smokescreen: knock out's voice is so good-- Whirl: *amused look at Smokescreen* He's right THERE, you know. Bruin: *munch munch, rip the snack table. No plates, and he might be trying to take a leg off now* FakeProwl: «So far. The only other applicant I've received is a Decepticon named Crosswind from another universe. Does the name mean anything to you?» Smokescreen: I'm not helpless without 'em, though! You saw me kicking 'con tailpipe before! Rodimus: Its pretty smooth.~ Shockbox: *...are /all/ the snacks gone?* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Pings Prowl to let him know the Resonance Blaster will be in use again this episode. Mind his audials. Goes back to watching* Smokescreen: Oh? Should we hang out before or after you get things back up again? Windchill: I may not have been paying attention to those. FakeProwl: *pings Soundwave back. received.* KingStarscream: ::...nothing immediately springs to mind. :: Bruin: *no just anything metal on the table, only a few energon snacks are missing* Rodimus: Depends how many interveiws I have to do! Whirl: *shrugs* You just now got introduced, buckaroo. I'm witholding judgment. *but that doesn't mean he's writing you off, either* Smokescreen: oh primus i'm so embarrassing Whirl: Gotta say, your blatant Prime fanboying is pretty tiresome. Shockbox: *oh good. he just remembered he's perpetually starving.* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[You are.]] Smokescreen: ... I know it is. Windchill: It's okay, Smokescreen. Shockwave: *at last a point on which they agree* FakeProwl: «We may not have a parallel of them in our universe, but the name's worth looking up anyway just in case.» Shockbox: *that's what he gets for being late* Windchill: You don't embarrass ME. Smokescreen: ... Really? Whirl: NOTHING embarrasses Windchill. Windchill: *He can't be embarrassed.* Windchill: Exactly. Whirl: Smokescreen, take heart in this--no matter who you are or what you do... you will never be as ridiculous as THIS mech. *pats Windchill with a claw* Rewind: ((oop. I gotta go. assume Rewind stayed until the stream's over [just to bother Rumble by existing <3] Whirl: *solemnly* Not even you. ItsyBitsySpyers: ((byeeee)) Whirl: ((seeya 8) )) Windchill: *Hand over spark* Windchill: It's true. Smokescreen: Haha- I'll take that to spark, thanks. FakeProwl: «So. We get to work digging up ways to take out Phase Sixers, and in the meantime I contact Black Shadow and make sure he knows he'll have submit to the rule of law? Does that sound right?» Windchill: (( LATER. )) Highgloss: Ohhh, yes...I remember THIS. KingStarscream: ::It does.:: ItsyBitsySpyers: [[You and your alternate had flair with this weapon, dear doctor. He cannot say that often enough.]] Smokescreen: Thanks for the memories FakeProwl: *THERE'S the obnoxious noise stick. turns his audials off.* Shockbox: *pushes off of the couch, approaches the table which is currently being attacked by bruin* FakeProwl: «Then I'll let you go.» Whirl: *Smokescreen hasn't impressed Whirl yet, but he's shown some OK moves. So he's gotten a bit of points* Highgloss: That weapon had flair by virtue of existing. Still, I like to think we were a good looking match. Whirl: Lord. Someone save me from Knockout's puns. Whirl: My God. KingStarscream: *a casual wave of his hand. At least he can get away from the door now and actually find somewhere to sit* Windchill: Impressive. Smokescreen: ... sounds sounds sounds can you use that when you're DJing hypothetically Whirl: *deadpan look his direction* You're DREADFUL, mech. *his tone, despite his words, is approving* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[No. He no longer has one.]] Shockwave: *you think this is bad? he has to operate in this universe, puns and all* Windchill: *He's not sure why those two were left alive, but okay.* Whirl: I've always wanted a sound-based weapon. ItsyBitsySpyers: *And trust him, it saddens him every day.* agoodidstraction: what'd I miss? Bruin: *glaring and a quiet rumble at the approaching shockwave, he'll scoot over but he's not gonna stop eating* Smokescreen: You missed me kicking aft! FakeProwl: *the obnoxious noise stick is gone, turns his audials back on as he heads to sit by Soundwave* ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Smokescreen embarrassing himself. Knock Out wielding sound with admirable skill.]] Whirl: *nods cheerfully at Wheeljack* Smokescreen: Well- hypothetically, if you had it? ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave nods to Prowl and makes just enough room. It's always nice to be between both allies.* Whirl: Is that directed at me or Soundwave? Smokescreen: ... I wonder if Megatron has it somewhere here- maybe I can borrow it sometime? Shockbox: *he approaches with an air of indifference to bruin, as he does with most others. he grabs a bowl.* Windchill: *Covers his face.* Smokescreen: man arcee really should've just. decked me right there ItsyBitsySpyers: //Want I should do it for her?// ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble cracks his knuckles* Whirl: ((good animation on Bulkhead wowow)) Rodimus: *laughs* Smokescreen: Can you even reach my face? Whirl: *snickers* Windchill: Oh no. Windchill: *Not this guy again.* ItsyBitsySpyers: //I'mma grab it 'n feed it to your fraggin' feet in a sec.// Whirl: @Rumble: If you want a launchpad mech, I'm your air support. Whirl: *he doesn't dislike Smokescreen, but really. It would be too fun to pass up* Shockbox: *he returns to his spot. oh, prowl's sitting closest to him, now.* agoodidstraction: Where am I? Rodimus: *watches intendly* Whirl: You're on the Lost Light. Shockbox: *says hello by means of a blank stare.* Smokescreen: You are, huh? I'm sure you are, Kiddo. ItsyBitsySpyers: \\HOW THE FRAG YA GET HERE IF YA DON'T KNOW WHERE HERE IS?\\ agoodidstraction: destiny's child Smokescreen: /Quiiietly reaching to turn on his phase shifter./ Windchill: *Snickers* Smokescreen: say my name say my name Whirl: ((pfft, that was cute)) Rodimus: Aint no scurb ItsyBitsySpyers: *Rumble growls.* agoodidstraction: ugh KingStarscream: (("Then you would have seen me arrive TWO hours ago, poisoning the apples!")) Windchill: Good. Whirl: Man, must suck, not being able to fly. *shakes head* Windchill: Someone's gotta do something about those trees. KingStarscream: ....That was a lot of work for something that could have been accomplished with three missles. Smokescreen: you know they're kinda annoying but it's probably a good thing I have that handle between my doorwings at times like that! Smokescreen: ALSO FRAG YEAH BULK KICK HIS AFT Windchill: *He saw a butt.* boomtank: *wanders in a bit late* Smokescreen: /Turning his phase shifter off again- he'll give Rumble a shot!/ Rodimus: *waves at blaster* agoodidstraction: this idiot Whirl: Ha! ItsyBitsySpyers: *Nope. He's not getting in a fight here. Ship's rules, Boss's rules.* Smokescreen: PHfhfhfh- Rodimus: HA Windchill: Nice. Whirl: Bulkhead's always a joy to watch. Smokescreen: Bulkhead's the best! agoodidstraction: i had a dream about dreadwing and his brother once agoodidstraction: well, twice Whirl: What? Wait--dammit. Should've taken that time to turn Dreadwing into DEADwing. boomtank: *waves back and sits in an empty spot* ItsyBitsySpyers: {{What dream about?}} Smokescreen: I still have no clue what got me Whirl: Yeah, what kinda dream? *looks over* Smokescreen: .... agoodidstraction: Y'know the kind ya wake up cracklin from Smokescreen: .... THAT'S what happened? Wow frag you Starscream KingStarscream: What? Whirl: Cracklin...? Whirl: Did you mean CACKLING? KingStarscream: * a blank look. Who are you again?* agoodidstraction: Nah agoodidstraction: Cracklin Windchill: *Whispers* Rodimus: *laughs* Smokescreen: ... Not you- the one in my 'verse. Windchill: Maybe he meant getting off? Smokescreen: Also Hi! /Going to wave at Starscream there/ ItsyBitsySpyers: *Whispers* //He does.// Shockbox: (( psshhhh, is starscream barely paying attention to the documentary if he doesn't vaguely know who smokescreen is?)) Whirl: OH. Crackling like--okay I was thinking of like. Y'know. *makes  acrackling noise* Whirl: Not revved UP. ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Question, if Prowl not busy. agoodidstraction: You never had a static dream, mech? ItsyBitsySpyers: *He's not sure. There's a Starscream in here and he's not allowed to listen in on Prowl's head.* Whirl: Why can't people just. Say what they mean, jeez. *feels a little foolish and is irritated for it* KingStarscream: ((yeah, he's not exactly paying attention)) Whirl: I don't really dream. Highgloss: Pit to that. That was glorious. agoodidstraction: Reeeed Smokescreen: ...... Rodimus: *pat pat Smokescreen* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave sits up. Ah, yes. A good time incoming.* Smokescreen: /Leaning into those pats./ KingStarscream: *..okay yeah. That's Soundwave. So this guy is... also Soundwave.* KingStarscream: *the guy Prowl is cuddling up with?* Smokescreen: Gee Megatron, you ever hear of "personal space?" Smokescreen: ........ Smokescreen: uh. FakeProwl: *sitting next to with no cuddles* FakeProwl: *but yes* FakeProwl: @Soundwave «Yes?» ItsyBitsySpyers: *To be fair, there are also two Shockwaves on this couch.* KingStarscream: ((*starts cackling reembering the 'did A3 shove a key up Smokey's ***' conversations*)) Smokescreen: ((PHFHFH Shockwave: ((love how smokeys form of learning a lesson is 'do more absurd heroics that totally pay off')) Whirl: Looks like a guy. Shockbox: *three waves and a prowl* Smokescreen: UH. Smokescreen: Alpha Trion was this really necessary Shockbox: *the latest disney sitcom* Whirl: PFFT.. Windchill: ...Wow. Whirl: Smokescreen. You can ONLY be used by a PRIME? Whirl: My goodness. Smokescreen: what Windchill: Oh my god. Rodimus: *raises hand* Smokescreen: I'm- you know, yeah! No one can use me but a good Prime. Whirl: Hey, look, you have a volunteer. Rodimus: *bursts out laughing* ItsyBitsySpyers: {{Bird turn! Bird turn!}} boomtank: Well then... Whirl: Rodders is gonna unlock your FULL POTENTIAL. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Happy loop in the air* Smokescreen: PFHpfhff-- Whirl: Hey! here you are, Laserbeak! Smokescreen: RUDE LASERBEAK FakeProwl: *TWO Shockwaves? Prowl didn't notice. He might've perched on the next couch over otherwise* Whirl: *will salute her as she goes by* Smokescreen: I just wanted to have a nice relaxing drive Smokescreen: and then all this happens Shockbox: *mine came to sit down after you sat down. said hello by means of staring blankly.* Bruin: *absently tosses a snack in lazerbeak's direction* Shockwave: *technically prowl sat in other shockwaves seat while he was up getting snacks* Shockbox: *has been slowly snacking directly next to you.* boomtank: Well, to be fair, you aimed at Laserbeak Smokescreen: ... FakeProwl: *didn't notice* FakeProwl: *IS HE SURROUNDED BY SHOCKWAVES* KingStarscream: ((gee prowl why does Starscream let you have TWO shockwaves?)) agoodidstraction: Smokey Whirl: *why can't Prowl, hold all these Shockwaves* Smokescreen: okay woojit how long were you waiting like that Smokescreen: Wheelwheel Shockbox: *to be fair, mine /is/ kind of short.* Rodimus: You can redeem your self next week smokes! agoodidstraction: Wanna smoke? Whirl: Lord, that's a horrifying thing to wake up to. Smokescreen: :O FakeProwl: *is going to very quietly relocate* Whirl: *nods to KO* No offense. Windchill: I've seen worse. Smokescreen: BUT RODIMUSS ItsyBitsySpyers: ((ah, we're only doing three tonight?)) Rodimus: Waiting makes it all the sweeter Windchill: Nonsense. Smokescreen: I'll try it out! Then I'll be Smokesmokescreen. Smokescreen: Nooooo it just makes it all embarrassing agoodidstraction: Yep Windchill: It's dreadful. Smokescreen: and I do some awesome stuff too Rodimus: *laughs* ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Census announcement noticed. Soundwave... interested. Prowl position endangered beyond acceptable bounds if form filled? Whirl: Oh! That reminds me! Did you get my message, Wheeljack? Rodimus: Good then! Whirl: I never got a response. agoodidstraction: yeah, thanks for the freaky dick pic Whirl: ..a simple "yes" or "no" would've worked. Whirl: Abd, hey, you ASKED for it. Smokescreen: Wheeljack just gimme a cygar or vape pen or whatever- I gotta live up to my name here. FakeProwl: @Soundwave «Why would my position be endangered by your filling out the form? Non-rhetorical question.» agoodidstraction: Alright, alright agoodidstraction: I got copper and silver Windchill: *Wait a second, he never got any dick pics. Then again, he never asked.* agoodidstraction: Whirl your dick is *** up Rodimus: \OMG! I missed a dongle show?! Smokescreen: :O /Staring at Whirl. Dongle pictures?/ Windchill: *Regardless, as he's not a jealous mech, he will say nothing.* KingStarscream: ..that sounds like my cue to leave. Smokescreen: I'll try silver! KingStarscream: *he is OUT OF THIS TOWN BYE* Rodimus: *pouts wanted to show his off it fricking awesome* agoodidstraction: knock yourself out kid Whirl: It was just a picture, Rodders. Whirl: I' didn;t whip it out in public. Rodimus: No fun boomtank: ....um? Whirl: Nobody wants to see THAT. boomtank: What just happened here? Shockbox: *is this what the group discussion has completely turned to? genitals?* Whirl: @Wundchill: I took a close-up shot of killer biting my claw and told him it was my claspers. It was HILARIOUS, trust me. Smokescreen: Thanks! I'd offer you something similar, but I don't got anything like it- you like crystals by any chance? /He's sticking the cyg in his mouth-- is he supposed to light it or something else or??/ ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Soundwave's final wartime decision: unpopular. Cybertronian foreign being acceptance history: poor. If Soundwave: citizen, alliance discovered in future, this not burden? Windchill: ((WUNDCHILL)) Whirl: *Whirl's dropped it, otuside of private chat, so the subject is free to change* Smokescreen: /Cyg might also be the wrong way. He's only really eaten them, not actually smoked 'em./ Whirl: ((WUNDCHILL)) Windchill: ((I...)) FakeProwl: *aha. prowl didn't know if soundwave had planned on putting something revealing on the form.* Whirl: And, that, my friends... is how you clear the room of Starscream. Whirl: You are all WELCOME. Windchill: @Whirl: Excellent. Good job. ItsyBitsySpyers: *There's a TON of stuff on the form that would be revealing.* FakeProwl: *revealing re: prowl* Smokescreen: But he wasn't even that smelly a Starscream ItsyBitsySpyers: *Oh. No. Why would he?* ItsyBitsySpyers: *There's not a spot for "allies" or "secret companions"* Buzzstrike: (wonders if it works on Uniend Starscreams) FakeProwl: *maybe he leaped over a question Prowl's been planning on asking.* FakeProwl: *if not, no matter, it'll come up soon.* Whirl: Doesn't matter. Rodimus: *he can just flip that sygar over the right way he seen kup with one* FakeProwl: @Soundwave «Your final wartime decision is unknown here. So far, mechs here appear to be mildly wary of foreign Cybertronians, but not hostile to them.» Whirl: All Starscreams need to be got rid of as quickly as possible. Windchill: *Nods.* Smokescreen: /Giving Rodimus a thumbs up- he appreciates that! Still has no clue how to use this but he's doing his best./ Windchill: *All of the Starscreams he's ever met have been terrible.* FakeProwl: @Soundwave «I've run simulations. At this present moment, the public discovering an alliance would do more to harm your reputation than mine.» Buzzstrike: The one in my universe certainly was. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Sends over an empty message with several repeated humor tags while he tries to gather his thoughts for a response* Bruin: Amen ta tha *his mouth is full it sounds like he's gargling gravel* FakeProwl: @Soundwave «Unless at some point in the future foreign mechs mechs become scapegoats, but I intend to work against that ever happening.» Whirl: If I ahd a drink, I'd toast the lot of ya. FakeProwl: *is that soundwave's way of going "lolololol"* ItsyBitsySpyers: ((yes)) FakeProwl: *......prowl likes it* Shockbox: (( oh, soundwave...what a meme...)) Windchill: Go get a drink, then. I'll save your seat.

Missed some. Prowl and Soundwave decided the issue of Soundwave applying for dual citizenship was settled, Prowl moved on and said regarding the census he has a legal matter to discuss. Soundwave briefly went ?!??!?!!, the Shockwaves went ?? at him, Prowl attempted to send him a calm tag but just ended up sending a tag that said “CALMNESS” because he doesn’t have a calm tag. It didn’t hurt things, at least. Prowl mentioned they’ve agreed to serve as emergency medical contacts for each other, but according to the census, only conjunx, siblings, and amicae are listed.

agoodidstraction: Smokescreen just smoke it Smokescreen: how ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Affirmative. Bonds listed under sibling. Comment section utilized. Smokescreen: am I supposed to light it Windchill: @Whirl: I'll find a way to make it work. Rodimus: *squints at the cygar* Smokescreen: /Getting a blaster out- that should light it right?/ FakeProwl: «Well, that's—good. Reasonable, I think, since a spark bond is involved.» Rodimus: *he will just gently lower that blaster bro no weapons* Whirl: *snorts; that's good enough for him. He hops up* I'll catch most of you losers next week. Whirl: *nods to the Usual Crowd* And I'll see you guys in a few days! ItsyBitsySpyers: //Awww. Kay.// ItsyBitsySpyers: \\DON'T DO NOTHIN' I WOULDN'T DO!\\ Smokescreen: /Oh whoops-- might press the cyg against Rodimus/ You're hot enough to light it, right? Windchill: *Oh good, someone stopped Smokes from blowing his fool face off.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Frenzy grins like hell* boomtank: G'night Whirl Rodimus: *naps the cygar and peers at it?* Windchill: *STRETCHES.* FakeProwl: «However, on the matter of—our arrangement. Typically, it would be atypical to, er... propose a—legal arrangement, considering the brevity of our alliance.» agoodidstraction: Give me the fraggin thing and come closer agoodidstraction: I'll show ya Whirl: You got it. *salutes* FakeProwl: «But, usually, a long wait before establishing a legal arrangement is to—to allow for the possibility of a conjugation to be ruled out, but we've ALREADY ruled that out. So.» Smokescreen: Aww- finee- /Swiping the Cyg back from Rodimus and going over to sit next to Wheeljack./ Here you go, Teach! ItsyBitsySpyers: *...There's already a legal arrangement. He said he filed it. And what does conjugation have to do with anything?* Whirl: G'night! *he will step aside to give Windchill room to get up, and will wait for him outside* Windchill: *Is there anyone else still sitting on him?* Whirl: *and spare a bob for Soundwave and Shockwave as he goes* Rodimus: What's in it Wheeljack? *squints harder* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Absent-minded feeler wave* Whirl: *i think the trio still might be* ItsyBitsySpyers: *The trio will vacate if Windchill needs to move* FakeProwl: «It would be—I think—reasonable, under the circumstances, to... if you're amenable—and aren't opposed to the social baggage that comes with it—register as amicae.» Windchill: *He kind of does.* All right, you dingalings, I gotta go. Smokescreen: Aww, bye Windy! agoodidstraction: Just watch Windchill: *He usually leaves when this song plays anyway.* agoodidstraction: *loooong drag* Windchill: For the love of- Windchill: *He POINTS at Smokescreen.* Windchill: Don't call me that. Smokescreen: ... Sorry! Window? Windchill: ...Better. Windchill: *He will accept this.* Rodimus: *press a button and drops the couches all into the floor* Smokescreen: /Also gonna watch Wheeljack/ So I gotta drag it like that? Windchill: OOF. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave snaps upright and -- WHOOP DOWN HE GOES* ItsyBitsySpyers: #DDDDD: Windchill: *He was just leaving why you gotta be like that.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *assorted large and small thumps around the room* FakeProwl: *WHY IS THE ENTIRE ROOM CRASHING. HOW BADLY DID HE MESS UP.* Shockwave: *falls onto his butt and leaves a small crater* ... Rodimus: *he doesnt like to be ignored when he is asking a question!!* Windchill: *He didn't smush the little dudes did he?!?!* agoodidstraction: *blows* Just suck and hold and blow agoodidstraction: Not hard Shockbox: *woah what the heck is happening* FakeProwl: *looks around. ... looks down. he's floating over the spot where his couch used to be.* ... ItsyBitsySpyers: {{Kehehehehe!}} ItsyBitsySpyers: {{Dumb two-legs.}} Rodimus: *is standing cuse he was ready for the drop* FakeProwl: *... sheepishly stands* Whirl: ((omg shockwave just pulled a windchill)) Bruin: *Is Very Concerned by this, what is Wrong* Whirl: ((his butt is justb as dangerous)) Windchill: ((RUDE...)) Whirl: ((luckily he didn't dent someone's BED WITH IT)) Smokescreen: ... Suck and hold and blow, huh? Haha- I can do that! Shockbox: *he's on his back, staring up onto the ceiling.* Shockbox: *contemplating life.* Shockwave: ((he is not shuttle sized but he is Very Very heavy)) ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave sits up and looks around. What was...?* boomtank: *ow. why.* Smokescreen: Gimme a shot- /Trying to grab the cyg from Wheeljack now./ agoodidstraction: *hands it over* Do it. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Checks both of the other Shockwaves. They seem... Shockwavey. About it.* agoodidstraction: Just one hit and see how ya feel Rodimus: Smokey dont do that if you dont know what it is!!! FakeProwl: *looks around for a culprit. spots rodimus.* FakeProwl: *gives rodimus a look that says Why???* Smokescreen: Hey what? I can handle it, Rods! Shockwave: *isn't on his back, but. yes. he's just sitting there questioning his life choices* ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): ...That, not his fault. Windchill: *It doesn't appear that he's killed anyone.* Rodimus: It not about handling it its about not being a dumbass! Smokescreen: /He's gonna go ahead and- suck and suck and blow? Right? That was it he thinks- might be coughing some after that./ FakeProwl: «... I gathered.» Shockbox: *he shakes his helm and sits up to observe everyone else's reactions.* Buzzstrike: (is glad he decided to lean against the wall) Rodimus: Dont take things like that without seeing what they are! boomtank: *is going to remain where he landed* agoodidstraction: It's just silver ItsyBitsySpyers: *Offers his ally a feeler. Need help up?* ItsyBitsySpyers: *What was he - OH. Ohhhhh.* Smokescreen: Wheewhee's trustlworthy! Shockwave: ((i love how several peoples response is just to sit there like okay guess im on the floor now)) Bruin: *well, atleast  the partially consumed table is still here for him* FakeProwl: *maybe prowl should leave while everyone's distracted* Whirl: *pokes his head in* What the frag just happened? KingStarscream: (("I am too large to get up. leave me" FakeProwl: (("save yourselves")) Windchill: *Raises hand* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Don't you dare.* Windchill: My butt is probably broken. Shockbox: (( we weren't prepared to do any standing right now, and goddamnit, we'll stand when we're ready.* ItsyBitsySpyers: #the couches died Shockbox: *)) boomtank: What happened, and why are the couches gone? agoodidstraction: the frag are you nuts doin Whirl: I've seen what his butt can do, he probably hurt the floor more than the floor hurt him, ItsyBitsySpyers: \\I ATE 'EM.\\ Shockwave: *reaches a hand up to the feeler after a moment* FakeProwl: *he'll just stand awkwardly. and watch that stray left corner of the music video that's partially visible on the screen* Smokescreen: /Still- the silver's pretty strong for him! He's taking a moment to try to get his head a little less foggy- trying the silver again! Second time's a little better, at least, and he's not coughing/ Whirl: I knew Frenzy's uncontrollable hunger for upholstery would undo us all... one day... FakeProwl: *and definitely not look toward Soundwave. nope. nope.* Windchill: *This is a disaster, he's leaving now.* boomtank: Kinda rude to eat them when people are using them Windchill: Yeah, seriously. Whirl: *come and get yourself involved in A Different Disaster with Whirl* Windchill: *He's working on it.* agoodidstraction: *pats Smokey's back* agoodidstraction: Easy ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Soundwave - what is... Bruin: *might be looking at the remaining 2/3 of a table guiltily now* boomtank: *okay, now sitting back up* agoodidstraction: Are they dogpiling? Windchill: *Gotta grunt and CAREFULLY roll onto his front, just in case there are any smaller people in his general vicinity still. THEN he can get up.* agoodidstraction: Let's dogpile Smokescreen: /Giving Wheeljack a thumbs up- he's leaning back some, but he's okay!/ I can handle this! Shockbox: ....*he takes the bowl he had brought with him off of the ground and stands, sighing lightly.* FakeProwl: *waits. he's holding very still.* FakeProwl: *he's wringing his hands irl* Whirl: *still has his head ZOOPED into the room* Whirl: *nice song* Windchill: I'm coming. agoodidstraction: How ya feelin kid? Rodimus: *just content himself singing then and sit up on his snack table and raise his opical ridges at the snackers* Windchill: *Climbs to his feet with a Final Grunt.* Shockbox: *he returns the bowl he took to the table.* Windchill: *His body is ready.* Bruin: *um.. roddy the table might colapse with only 3 legs* Windchill: *To walk out.* Smokescreen: Kinda dizzy- but I think I've got it! It's kinda nice- Do I keep on doing it? Or do I gotta like- wait and then try again or? Whirl: *nods to Windchll and steps aside, then will trot off with him and lead him to where Killer awaits* Buzzstrike: Thank you, I should head back to my own 'verse. Shockwave: *if soundwave's too distracted to actually give that feeler a tug he'll just sigh and get to his own feet* ItsyBitsySpyers: ((i didn't see it sorry)) agoodidstraction: Nah, wait ItsyBitsySpyers: ((chat zoomed)) agoodidstraction: You'll be high in a klik Windchill: Bye, suckers. I must go. ItsyBitsySpyers: *The feeler will be getting tugged!* KingStarscream: ((shockwave is like a turtle. trapped)) Rodimus: *considering it is bolt to the ground I doubt it* Shockwave: ((i wasnt sure if it was that or an actual IC justification lol)) Windchill: *He waves, and follows Whirl out.* Shockbox: (( they were just 'holding hands' for a few moments it's all chill)) Smokescreen: Really? What kinda thing can I expect from that? ...  Not gonna be all dazed like you, am I? agoodidstraction: Silver's mellow but sharp agoodidstraction: You'll know it when ya feel it Smokescreen: Mellow but sharp? ... Not gonna hurt much, right? Shockwave: *baleful stare at the butt-shaped dent in the hatch that's supposed to cover the retracted couches. someones probably going to need to repair that before Wave Couch returns* agoodidstraction: Won't hurt ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Amica: life-friendship? This, same across timelines? Prowl wants this? Soundwave not - this, personal relationship end? Rodimus: *looks over at the dent and chuckles* ItsyBitsySpyers: *He's not sure what this means. He doesn't really get the whole friendship thing very well.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *Amica has always confused him.* Shockbox: (( the wave couche has a permanent butt mark in it now)) Shockbox: (( great job, larger shockwave, you have marked your territory.)) Whirl: ((hoist is gonna hafta do it gdi)) ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave looks at the dent. He looks up at Shockwave.* Rodimus: ((he will get hoist to fix it! ItsyBitsySpyers: @Shockwave: [[Table, floor. Next time, berth.]] Windchill: (( What an honor. )) Shockbox: (( wHEEZING)) FakeProwl: ((git it soundwave)) Whirl: (("I now know the exact dimensions of Shockwave's tuckuss. :|")) Whirl: ((HECK YE GIT IT)) Shockwave: *antennae perk* FakeProwl: «Yes—yes, life-friendship. That's a good way to put it. It's—it wouldn't necessitate us ceasing any current aspect of our relationship.» agoodidstraction: *he'll just take another big hit( Smokescreen: Good, good-- /Doorwings are probably relaxing as it finally comes in- and he's probably staring off once it starts / boomtank: ((Good one Soundwave KingStarscream: ((we now have3 a blueprint for the hotpants)) FakeProwl: «Or preclude the possibility of advancing upon our current trajectory.» Rodimus: *frowns drugs are for losers* Shockwave: ((@shockbox: its not the first time he's accidentally 'marked his territory' lol)) Shockwave: ((SHOCKWAVE IN HOT PANTS)) Smokescreen: /He's not a loser :c he's purring some even- this isn't so bad!/ Shockbox: (( all of you are killing me here. )) FakeProwl: «I realize this is—fast. Comparatively speaking. But. Considering our—our overall compatibility, and willingness to work out issues as they arise, and that we've... already ruled out...» Rodimus: *gutter trash mechs in idw tend to be very anti-drug. since they seen the worst sides of it* FakeProwl: *he's babbling. he'll stop now.* Shockbox: *shockbox is sort of. floating. watching. he has decided to focus study on his laternate for a brief while.* Smokescreen: /He's gonna try smoking the silver again- maybe it'll make it feel even better!/ Shockbox: (( *alternate )) Shockbox: (( geez, so many typos.)) Rodimus: ((my lyfe Shockbox: (( wow, now he really is SMOKEscreen )) Smokescreen: /... That is true. Smokescreen was mostly sheltered from it, somehow./ Smokescreen: ((Smokesmokescreen)) Rodimus: ((not gutter trash is he? lol FakeProwl: ((admittedly, we don't know that gutter trash is anti-drug)) Bruin: *goodbye.... friends? Aquaintances. He is gone. clunking and wacking things with his stick as he exits* FakeProwl: ((we know that DRIFT is anti-his-own-former-drug-use)) ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): ...Conjunx forbiddal not Prowl's fault. Personal matter. Can explain other time. Apology given. Amica - difficult concept. Soundwave... hold. agoodidstraction: smokes Shockbox: (( goodbye bruin! )) Bruin: ((night yall)) Whirl: ((whirl was also guttertrash fo a time and has always been anti-drug)) ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Spark exposure necessary? Spark exposure refused. agoodidstraction: take this cyg but don't smoke it again tonight, I've got a higher tolerance than you. just see how this one hit feels ItsyBitsySpyers: *Dim memory of what those rituals used to be.* FakeProwl: «You don't need to apologize. I am not bothered by the ban. I'm merely saying that, because it's there, we can move onto—» FakeProwl: «No. No, no. No sparks. If we wanted to get old-fashioned, we could, but I have no desire to.» Shockbox: (( those two getting couples benefits? )) ItsyBitsySpyers: *Tiny relieved slump.* Smokescreen: ... Whee? /Idly keeping the cyg in his mouth/ But- why? I cnan handle it- it's really nothing! It's nice and relaxing and I mean it's not like high grade where it frags with your systems the same Whirl: ((which peiople.....)) Shockbox: (( prowl and soundy.)) FakeProwl: «... Then... if you're already asking about specifics, are you... inclined?» Rodimus: >( agoodidstraction: Don't Smokescreen: The same way- but. But fine-- can I try it again tomorrow? agoodidstraction: Yeah ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Acceptable. Shockwave: ((more like friend benefits )) agoodidstraction: Try to save it for when ya need to relax Smokescreen: ... Technically it's tomorrow on Earth in some places so that means now right FakeProwl: ((they are going to legally be friends with benefits)) agoodidstraction: Kid, you're gonna get too high FakeProwl: ((friends with medical/inheritance benefits)) Shockbox: (( heheheheh, alright, i see. )) Smokescreen: For when I need to relax? ... I don't exactly know when that is but- thanksn Wheeljackjack ItsyBitsySpyers: *Has a moment. Reviews something that was just said* ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): ...Prowl would have asked conjunx first if not forbidden? ItsyBitsySpyers: *Because THAT... would have been alarm unlike anything the couch did, let him tell you what.* agoodidstraction: Alright agoodidstraction: Gonna meet up with Bee FakeProwl: «No, absolutely not. We've only known each other—what, a few months?» agoodidstraction: See ya FakeProwl: «A year, approximately?» Smokescreen: Nooo- nooooo Wheel- come on.... ItsyBitsySpyers: *Pings relief.* Shockbox: (( i love how very little interesting is going on on the physical plane.)) ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave is sitting verrrrrry still.* Smokescreen: say bee I said hi Shockbox: (( and i'm here soaking up all of this prowl/wave drama )) agoodidstraction: I will Smokescreen: thanks Wee Shockwave: ((eh with comm convos it happens sometimes)) Rodimus: ((i just went back to discord ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Send paperwork. Soundwave fills, adjusts. ... Request: Fix census form. Smokescreen: We should hang out more WiiU Shockwave: ((technically they take longer to write than theyd actually take to conduct lol)) FakeProwl: *phrasing himself very carefully* «I—would not yet have ruled out the possibility. But it would take millennia, at least, to settle on the possibility.» agoodidstraction: Come over sometime agoodidstraction: alright night FakeProwl: *too much? should he have kept that to himself? more hand wringing as he waits.* ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Acknowledged. Smokescreen: id love to!! nini wheehwee FakeProwl: *oh. okay, that's not bad. probably. soundwave didn't say he wants to reconsider the paperwork, he'll go with it.* Shockwave: ((lbr prowls just thirsty for a husband)) Smokescreen: /And he's going to go ahead and lie down with the silver in his mouth still. It's just cozy on the floor tonight/ FakeProwl: ((no??)) Rodimus: ((he just prema freindzoned soundwave Rodimus: ((amica isnt husbands ItsyBitsySpyers: ((Soundwave perma dis-conjunxed them first)) Shockwave: ((i mean that he'd rather like one, so he tries to keep his options open, but keeps having to rule them out)) FakeProwl: ((that's basically how canon says it works)) Shockwave: ((so hes like deep down thirsty but cant act on it)) Smokescreen: rodmus rotom lie down with me FakeProwl: ((you refuse to become amicas until/unless you've ruled out conjunx)) Rodimus: *huffs and smokescreen* Shockwave: ((as an ace person i object to the idea that what rewind said applies universally but)) FakeProwl: ((which means even if you'd be willing to be amicas, you have to hold out on that until you're sure it won't work as conjunx.)) ItsyBitsySpyers: @Prowl: (txt): Gesture appreciated, still accepted. However, night late. Should return. FakeProwl: ((as an ace person I'm willing to accept that Rewind is describing the broad cultural conception of how it works even if for specific people it doesn't necessarily.)) ItsyBitsySpyers: *Soundwave rises and summons the horde* Smokescreen: rotomus what'd I do? boomtank: *Yup. Going back home now. Nothing going on anymore so...* G'night, and thanks for the show Shockwave: ((but even in humans, the 'broad conception of how it works' is harmfully inaccurate, for more than just a small population)) ItsyBitsySpyers: \\NIGHT.\\ FakeProwl: ((I'd rather drop it.)) boomtank: ((thanks for the stream! Later! Shockbox: (( rotomus?)) Smokescreen: ((Rotomus Shockbox: (( someone, paint a rotom with orange flames. )) Rodimus: *pokes him with a tip of a foot* You--- your slagfaced. Smokescreen: ((yess Shockbox: (( roddy's official pokemon team now includes rotom, no disputes upon the matter. )) Smokescreen: I'm nott- my face is not slagged-- come on, Rotoscope Smokescreen: /Gonna try to grab Rodimus' foot here/ Shockwave: ((its the fire rotom)) Rodimus: *huffs* Only losers whose lives are not already awesome do drugs. ItsyBitsySpyers: *Flexes a hand. Frenzy, he knows you're tired, but do try to get the pinky on right.* ItsyBitsySpyers: *There we go. Thank you.* Smokescreen: my life isnt aweosme thouh Shockbox: (( he just has a ghost oven on his team for no explicable reason. )) Smokescreen: ... I kinda am a loser- I mean. My team lost the war- I'm alreyady losing there Rodimus: *nooo he is trying to be high and mighty but his foot is ticklish* Shockbox: (( uh oh, something appears to be)) Shockbox: (( afoot.)) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((PFT)) Rodimus: Autobots dont lose. Rodimus: Con always do. ItsyBitsySpyers: [[Tell that to Wheeljack.]] Shockwave: *pauses briefly to help Shockbox to his feet if he isn't already. otherwise, will follow Soundwave out* Smokescreen: My team did- and I fragged up and optimus is dead and and megatron's ruling Cybertron and it's fragged up and I'm HEL{ING him and it's wrong Shockbox: *ah, no, shockbox has been staring at you from a distance for a while now.* Smokescreen: /He's puuuulling on that foot. He wants Rodimus to join him on the ground!/ ItsyBitsySpyers: *Pings Prowl goodnight. And one more thank you.* Shockbox: *suppose you didn't see that bit, did you.* Shockwave: ((my b, thought he was staring from the ground)) Rodimus: *confused look at Smokescreen* FakeProwl: *pings back. and a thank you in return.* Shockbox: (( nah, nah, from around the snack table. )) FakeProwl: *flickers out* ItsyBitsySpyers: *And heads out with Shockwave, probably to hang out* Shockbox: *either way he watches the exit too. well, great. he just ran out of interesting things to stare at.* Shockwave: *will just CATCH HIS EYE AND NOD THEN hows that. wave solidarity knows no distance* Smokescreen: /He looks just as confused back at Rodimus/ Rodimus: *FINE will melt onto the floor* Your universe is fragged up. Shockbox: *it works, it works. he wonders if his alternate knew he was being stared at the entire time. probably did. probably.* Shockwave: *knew* Shockbox: *dun dun /dunnnnnn/ i mean it was pretty likely.* Smokescreen: It is- I knoww /Going to try to roll on top of Rodimus. It's very hard with doorwings!/ They've got a botbt that's supposed to be primee but he'd be a terrible fit but Megatorn KEEPS bringing it up Shockbox: *he's been doing a lot of comparing and contrasting with the first TFP shockwave he's met.* Shockbox: *differences in personality and size are quite jarring.* Shockwave: *may have to discuss these differences later* Rodimus: *its not your fault smokey that your supposed to be hot rod >_>* Shockbox: *shockbox here to have a FULL CATALOGUE of all of the other shockwaves.* Shockbox: (( they come together at some point to make some insane device.)) Rodimus: *he will just use those hand dandy door wing handles to lift smookey up* Shockbox: (( everyone is terrified. )) ItsyBitsySpyers: ((sounds about right)) Smokescreen: /Goes all stiff once Rodimus grabs that handle- pretty convinient!/ Rooodss Rodimus: *chukles* Rodimus: ((Rodimus is like TFP prime's size you know that right? xD Smokescreen: ((YEP it's so great)) Rodimus: ((xD he can actually fit on his chest Shockbox: (( alright now. i think that's about enough. )) Shockbox: (( i must....rest......for a million years....)) Rodimus: Yeah well Primes are only as good as the spark Smokescreen: ((teenysmokey)) Shockbox: *he takes leave.* Rodimus: unwilling spark bad Prime Rodimus: *grins* You ever see the captain ameria movies? Smokescreen: yeah-- and thehir spark is scrap- they gotta know that it wouldn't be a good fit, right? They knew beettter when big O offered the matrix the first time but paparently Megs doesn't get that Smokescreen: Yeah!! I've seen those! He's so great and a genuinely sweet human and I'm so glad for Steve Rodimus: I like him too! but yeah the supersolder typey its like the matrix! is makes like all the good parts more and all the bad parts too... Rodimus: ANYWAYS! Smokescreen: ... All the bad parts? Rodimus: You know.. like for exsample *not that its me* being unsure in your self it makes that a million times.. more! but it also makes oyu way more brave and sure of the choice at that moment! Smokescreen: Ohhh-- so- if I got it I'd be even more unsure of myself? And even more-- me? Probably a good thing that- that- were you less cool before it or just as cool? Rodimus: Ha! that no depends who you ask! Smokescreen: Well- what do you think? Rodimus: I am just as hot.. I am never cool look at my paint! Smokescreen: You can be both! You're hot AND cold! Rodimus: *laughs* Smokescreen: Like- you're like. an ice cube on fire Smokescreen: or a fire in the artctic Rodimus: If anyone could do it it be me! Smokescreen: Exactly!! You're Rodimus- you can do it! Rodimus: OK Smokes, time for me to do work. Smokescreen: and- and- I think I gotta go home, but htank you, Rodomy- see you later? Rodimus: I'll walk ya out~ Rodimus: ((nn!! Smokescreen: I can do it! you don't gotta do it if you've got work-- the help might be good though... Smokescreen: ((nini!)) Rodimus: ((they prolly raced out lets be hontest] Smokescreen: ((Pfff absolutely!)) Smokescreen: ((rodimus most likely won here))

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XPWEW Friday Night Pyro (4-3-2020)

Friday Night Pyro #420 April 3rd, 2020 Los Angeles, CA The Barracks

Opening Segment: Golden Bryce says Blitzkrieg was a success NOW ON TO THE RUMBLE....

Leonard McGraw enters with Ryu McGraw to Bryce: “And I plan on winning that Xtreme Rumble match in just 3 weeks and any piss pants punk in the back can file back cause come April 26th brother I’m coming for ya...

Alveno enters “Who’s to say I don’t have a chance to shock the world”

Leonard to Alveno “You wanna back that up kid”

GT and Bedlam enters “Leo you got more problems considering saving your bollocks. Last Sunday at Blitzkrieg you won that cage match within an inch of your life. You should be more concerned about me

Leonard signals GT “Get your finger out of Ethan’s ass. Cause Garrett I’m fixing to fight you right now c’mon son take your best shot”

GT to Leonard “Perhaps later”

Bryce “Perhaps you take your best shot against me. Because Garrett you know in this business and lately you’ve been beating around the bush with Leonard McGraw so I say this in this locker room you either act tough or talk tough and you a pussy

OHHHHHHHHHHHH SHITTTTTTT

Mandy Leon consort promo “The roaring 20’s-esq promo”

1 on 1 Non-Title / Exhibition Match M1: Golden Bryce defeats Garrett Thompson w/ Bedlam

Bedlam interference consistently but smarty Bryce avoids many of his antics. Referee Kevin Madrox officiates it well and doesn’t completely blind himself like the typical ref spot. He continuously is catching Bedlam off guard before he does heelish tactics. GT is able to get upper hand on Bryce for a long time so much so that commentary points out “Garrett Thompson a former Lockdown main event himself. Main evented Lockdown 5 unsuccessfully but despite never being a world champion GT has always remained IN THE HUNT. And a win over Bryce tonight can put him in that position; potentially in 3 weeks at the Rumble” Finish: GT is setting up Bryce for the Wasteland. But in the follow-through of the maneuver Bryce is able to cradle GT in for a crucifix roll-up for the 1-2-3 Bryce defeats Garrett Thompson After the match GT Irate calls for a “2” towards the ref. Bryce hits the 6 rings on him for good measure. And just like that the world champion is on nothing but a positive momentum swing as we treach toward the rumble.

After the match Leonard McGraw runs down to the ring and “gets a piece of GT’s ass” Bedlam tried to evade him but Leonard tosses Bedlam right over the top rope to the outside and then Lou Thez press on GT, punches him and then GT rolls out the ring. McGraw then all hype backs up into Bryce’s chest and turns around quick and fake him out with a Buckshot clothesline ONLY a fakie. Bryce DID NOT flinch and McGraw nods his head up and down then points up 3 fingers as to signal just 3 more Pyro’s until the Rumble. Then he points up at the Lockdown 7 sign.

Camera follows Bryce from the ring, up the ramp and even behind the curtain.

The Set is chilling right behind the curtain smoking weed “as ya do” Ruckus, Jordan Oliver, Myron Reed, Kotto Brazil, Siaka Lexoni & Chrissy Rivera Jordan Oliver to Bryce: Hah! Nice roll up champ. Bryce: It wasn’t pretty but it was a win Jordan: Yeah it was a win but c’mon I’m undefeated. You’ve lost a couple bucko. 2020 is the year of The Set. 2020 is my year. And in just 3 weeks I’m gonna throw out all those clowns and I’m gonna unify our titles pimp Myron & Kotto: laughing Ruckus: gets up from chair and looks Bryce up and down** psssk let’s get outta here Bryce: What? Ruckus: looks Bryce up and down again Bryce: What’s wrong Ruckus? If you don’t talk, I’ll talk to this talkative punk Jordan Oliver: Me? Bryce: Yeah..I don’t have the authority to unify titles. I certainly wouldn’t classify myself a “Junior”weight. So how bout this junior, take on the heavyweight. Champion. And we’ll see how long your solid that undefeated streak of yours is. Jordan Oliver: You want me? Your own. I just think it’s a bad marketing move to do the Lockdown main event next week but that’s cool. You and me. 1 on 1. Juniorweight champ vs Heavyweight champ. Bryce: And by the way “The Set” your welcome to be at ringside to play cheerleader for Jordan. Just know that if you step in my ring during the match. As soon as I see some ass I’m kicking it. Get it. (Looks at Myron) Got it. (Looks at Kotto) Good. (Looks at Ruckus)

Bryce walks off The Set stares at him walking off (((Clustered talking))) “Fuck that nigga” “Lame ass Busta” “Green Bryce lookin ass”

M2: Tag Team Action! Myron Reed & Kotto Brazil w/ Jordan Oliver defeat 3M3 (wearing 3M protective facemasks)

(((Ruckus and Lexoni on commentary put over Myron, Kotto & Jordan)))

Backstage: Amy Lee knocking on Kiera Hogan’s Dressing Room door. “Are you ready?” Kiera: I can’t open the door... Amy: I’m coming in Kiera: I need help... Amy: Ok I’m coming in (Kiera Hogan is screaming with both hands stuck to her weave not natural hair (not a weave that she typically sports) Amy: are you gonna put your hands down? Kiera: That bitch Priscilla has put glue all over my weave and now I can’t remove it from my hands. Amy: our match is next we gotta go Kiera: no no no no no I can’t no no no Amy: Oh yeah the title, I’ll hold your belt for you (Amy Lee practically pushing Kiera Hogan down the hallway) Amy: Champion’s don’t take breaks Kiera: that is the un-truest statement ever

Tag Team Action! (Kiera Hogan not in ring gear with hands glued to her head (on apron most of match, can’t tag in)

M3: Prisiclla & Doxy defeat Amy Lee & Kiera Hogan (c)

*comedy match with spots revolving around Kiera Hogan not being able to use her hands since they were glued meticulously by Priscilla when she put on her weave *Priscilla and Doxy have had a barbed-wire massacre match in the past so seeing them team up for once they weren’t very chummy but both have a grudge to settle with Kiera now

Finish: Priscilla hits osteoporosis on Amy Lee for the win and after the match Kiera is able grab her title and scram once she un-glues her hands but her weave is still stuck so she has just a basket use for hands. “I’m gonna finish you once and for all you tramp” *Doxy standing side by side in the ring with Priscilla *Doxy grabs the mic “Prisiclla tonight we were a team but there aren’t women’s tag titles In this promotion. So we are not friends. I’m looking at one thing. My women’s championship. Priscilla: Well I’m looking a two things. A bimbo with her hands glued. And the women that took that title from me. I’m not friends with ANYONE. Bite me

*Backstage: [Pre-Recorded Promo] ((Looks to be inside of a car)) Rosemary and Lotus with Slayer Slayer: 30. 30 dived by half is 15. 15 in 3rds becomes 5. And just like the lotus blossom. You can pluck it away 1 by 1 by 1 by1.........then that petal remains. That petal will always be remembered. In 3 weeks. I am that petal. And my seed is another. I’m not a betting man. But betting odds. Lotus or myself main eventing the biggest event in XPWEW history. I’m just waiting. I don’t have anything to prove.....

In Ring Segment: (((Joe Gacy needs to find a tag team partner worthy of being champion with him since Brodie Croyle is injured His first trial: Soloman Nasty

Tag Team Action! M4: Joe Gacy & “Soloman Nasty” defeat 2 jobber local talents Bully Jaxon & “Mr. Insane Replay”

After the match Joe Gacy gives Soloman Nasty a “thumbs up” Nasty smiles Gacy then gives a “thumbs down” and pounces Nasty Gacy then sets up a table in the ring and presses him through it Joe Gacy: “I guess Soloman Nasty isn’t Plagueground material and isn’t worthy of being my tag team champion partner” *lifts Soloman Nasty up and slams the microphone on his head! EMTs didn’t even bother helping the jobber Soloman Nasty tonight here folks

Main Event! 3 Way Match (first fall wins) Leonard McGraw defeats All Man & Slayer

Finish occurs when Slayer gets thrown to the outside. All Man is getting momentum he’s going crazy shaking the ropes but off the ropes on the other side of the ring BOOM! TEXTBOOK TITAN TRON LEVEL Leonard annihilates All Man with a CLOTHESLINE FROM HELL aka “The Buckshot” Leonard McGraw picks up the WIN by pinning the All Man

IN RING SEGMENT: James Westerbeck: Ladies & Gentlemen for the first time speaking in over 6 months. Troy Clausen

Champagne Clausen enters

Champagne about to speak...

Troy Clausen enters

“Troy: Well, dont look at me like I’m fricken Frankenstein you don’t wanna give me a hug. That’s fine. I don’t want it. 6 months ago I got into the ring for the first time and I got my ass handed to me. And since then that man hasn’t won a match huh huh (Hi Jacques, how ya doing) In those months we’ll we’ve entered a new decade. Kobe Bryant passed away. Terrible. Corona Virus has changed the everyday world, as we know it. Jacques Dudley has a losing streak...Jake Awesome doesn’t even work here anymore. Golden Bryce won a match on PPV. Champagne: I was the World HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION Troy: Yeah well I didn’t see it Champagne: I was Troy: Oh yeah you were, but not the Curtis Clausen I knew. Before you won that title 45 minutes before I was incapacitated. You were different. And then when you seen I was going to make a full recovery I was told you amped my meds? You amped up my dosage? How is that legal? You won that title and you became vindictive, vengeful, hateful, mean, calculating, heartless, relentless and god damned GUTERRRRAL .......Just like me! :) But Curtis you’ll never be evil as me :) You’ll never be as good at bein one VILE SON OF A BITCH LIKE ME! You’ll always be...a Troy. Clausen wannabe. You took me out of the picture because you wanted to be the center of attention well now you got it. You got it. I like it You know why? Cause I would have done the same DAMN THING!!!! But now your times up. Freight Train told me everything. But now I’m awake and I don’t care what title you won, you are a pissant. You couldn’t keep me down! And I love it! I love it! Vindictive! Calculated. Vile. You tried but Damnit son lol I’m just a whole lot better at it Now look at ya You got no title You have no sedated father Where’s all the attention you wanted Well that’s fine cause you’ve paid yourself an ass whooping And this means I got one more chance to beat the fuck outta you Champagne: You won’t Troy: Oh I won’t SLAPS CHAMPAGNE ((Champagne tackles troy and punches him repetitively over and over. ((Troy just Eats all those punches)) Troy laying on mat on his back: You got nothing.. heavily breathing ((Champagne looks under the ring and grabs a Singapore Cane)) Troy: Do it. Do it you Jagaloon Champagne: thwaks .......again.........again....then hits Troy on the back about 6 times (((Champagne goes back to punching Troy on the head over and over until blood is spilled and Troy has a crimson mask just flowing from his forehead (( Champagne un-do’s his tie and leaves the ring )) Troy: You and me...Lockdown Seven Champagne: mouthing since he has no microphone “I’ll be doing the main event” Troy: No heavily breathing I’ll make damn you won’t..... Camera zooms in on a bloody crimson masked smiling Troy Clausen SHOW ENDS