HOLY SHIT KIM IS DEAD???!?!?!?!?!?
(ooc: the following was drafted a week or so ago, maybe, and has been slightly tweaked to reflect blog canon! It has also been cut in half, for the purpose of receiving audience interaction/response :3c I am taking some liberties here. Enjoy, and thank you for giving me a funny ask to reply to with it!)
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Kim comes into existence again with a whimper, at first simply ashamed by her demise, with a linger ache- but the sound rapidly progresses to a pained shriek, a response to the state she was entering the world in- lines of code flashing wildly and flying by as they attempted to snap themselves into shape, giving her form. It was a painful, messy thing- and not something she'd experienced before, to know if something was amiss. When the code settles, she stumbles forward while clutching her sides, gasping for breath as she tries to orient herself. She fumbles around, gripping at her chest and her hair- no holes, no burns....
Did I... Did I just die? The question echoes out around her, despite having thought it- it makes her jump, a little, looking around wildly with a spin. All that surrounds her is nothing- nothing presented as dark void and a small circle of white beneath her feet, which moved along with her. Kim tries her best not to freak out, but she knows her face must be a sight, tears already coming to the corners of her eyes.
No. No, no, no! I can't- things were going so well for once, and I just- FUCK!
Kim falls to her knees, punching at the "ground" as she grits her teeth.
How the FUCK did I let this happen?! No goddamn snacks on hand- FUCK! You're such a FUCKING IDIOT, Kimberly!
Angry tears start to stream down her face as she continues her punching, vision blurring rather quickly. She doesn't stop until her arms are tired and the sides of her hands are throbbing and red, shakey as she painfully uncurls her fingers.
... God, what are they all gonna think of me? What's Ramona gonna think of me? I couldn't even get passed the first one...
Her breath hitches with the familiar hiccup of a sob wanting to start, and Kim slams a hand over her mouth as she clenches her eyes tight, trying to calm herself. It takes several minutes before she can rise to her feet, a little unsteady, but the tears keep coming even after she's wiped them away a good three or four times. She supposes its a reasonable reaction to her own demise, so she stops trying to get rid of them, grimacing as they drip down her face.
She turns, expecting to see nothing, but ends up surprised- before her, hovering in massive text up above, reads: GAME OVER! She blinks at it for a moment, confused, as it does a sort of fading blink, then begins scaling down, until each letter is maybe the size of her head. The letters pulse gently before the exclamation point fades out, and below the text, two boxes fade in instead. To the left the box is labeled "RESTART," and to the right, "LOAD SAVE."
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blog wide meme call?? just REPLY TO THIS POST and let me know which of my muses you want things from, i’ll send them your way. as many as you want. or you can just LIKE THIS POST for a random assortment of them sent your way.
if also a multimuse, you can lemme know which muse(s) of yours you want things for, otherwise they’ll be left open for you to pick! open to any and all mutuals, whether we’ve interacted before or not.
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STATISTICAL CHARACTER ANALYSIS: take the linked quiz from the perspective of your character, then select 5-10 results from the ' complete matches ' list that you feel resonate with your character the most.
1. inigo montoya, from the princess bride
2. inej ghafa, from shadow and bone
3. chani kynes, from dune
4. lagertha, from vikings
5. hester prynne, from the scarlet letter
6. omar little, the wire
tagged by: ... myself, at @anthromimicry
tagging: anyone who'd like to complete this!
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thank you for the analysis and the luck! i am going to need it.
and... well, you're damn right on that sword having a similar reputation to your chomp, there seems to be a running rumor or joke with most the leaders here. number 1 wanted an early one to mentor new trainers, number 4's gym is one big polycule. her rumour is "the 8th leader is actually the champion and the elite four are too scared to show otherwise"
she ain't, I've met the champ. but... knowing every single thing on her team has ripped through mine? she probably could go be one if the job wasn't out of town. do you have any idea how emotionally confusing is when a fairy dog-cat-fox melts through everything you throw at it with pixilate-throat spray-hyper voice, then immediately jumps on over because it missed you?
this must have been how that one hoenn trainer felt against Norman, but it never ends.
You've got this, anon.
Oh wow. You're not helping my desire to battle your mom with this! But I stand by what I said- under the right circumstances, and sometimes if you're just lucky enough, any pokemon can be beaten.
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