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godsfavoritescientist · 1 year ago

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An as-of-yet unnamed AU where instead of being Ford's muse, Bill appears to Fiddleford and convinces him to build the portal.

The conversation in the last 2 images continues under the cut:

Fiddleford relaxed all at once, giving Ford a too-wide smile. Then, he opened his eyes one eyelid at a time. “You’ve been a real good friend! And I have a lot of friends, so that’s saying something!” He let out a short laugh. “You wanna know what I’m working on? It’s something that’s gonna usher in an era of world peace! You might not believe it, but no one else would believe you if you told them you’ve just uncovered an ancient alien crash site, would they now? So be a pal and suspend your disbelief!”

Ford felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. There was something… something he couldn’t put his finger on… something that flashed in the corner of his eye…

Ford swallowed. “Okay. It’s religious project. But what is it?”

Fiddleford threw a casual arm around Ford. “I think it’ll be easier if I show you!”

They walked down a corridor lined wall to wall, floor to ceiling with computers running endless calculations. They bathed the whole room in flickering green light, as words scrolled rapidly across screen after screen after screen, their glowing surfaces reflecting in Fiddleford’s glasses as he walked ahead of Ford, with a confidently uncoordinated stride that made Ford wonder if he was drunk. Ford glanced at the screens, catching bits and pieces of words as Fiddleford rushed by in the black-and-green light. “Probability of Event 4.23A, Probability of Event 23.652C, Probability of Event 1.9C…” dozens of numbers that looked like coordinates… thousands of statistical probability equations being run over and over again…

Fiddleford punched in a seven-digit code on the front of a huge metal door at the end of the corridor. When he swung it open, it revealed a room that looked like something out of a movie, or a nightmare. He stood before a sea of gigantic red raising platforms that Fiddleford effortlessly jumped around on, inputting some kind of code based on the symbols on the squares, until the moving platforms went still.

They moved on into a simple, warmly-lit room with coat racks full of red robes lining the walls, and foam mats stacked in the corner with eyes embroidered on them.

And then, at last, they entered what appeared to be their destination. This room was gigantic, and frigidly cold. The walls and floors were all made of metal. And at the center of the room, a machine towered over them. It was part metal and part unfinished scaffolding. A huge upside-down triangle with a hole in the middle of it, like a great big maw.

Fiddleford gestured at it with a grin. “My magnum opus! A portal directly to god.”

#fiddleford #gravity falls #i have a document somewhere that explains how bill slowly leads fidds up to this point #i have no explanation for why bill appears to Fidds. maybe he saw how things went with an alternate Ford and this idea was born from that #gods art #if I had it in me to write a full fic i'd do that #but seeing as im not gonna do all that. might as well draw bits and pieces of it #biddlebord au #<-unofficial name for now #my art highlights #gods writing

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stevebattle · 1 year ago

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Wakamaru communication robot (2003) by Toshiyuki Kita, Mitsubishi Heavy Industries, Tokyo, Japan. "Wakamaru" was so named because the two sensors on its forehead resemble the eyebrows of the Heian Era Yoshitsune Minamoto, whose childhood name was "Ushiwakamaru."

"The design concept of Mr. Toshiyuki Kita, who designed "wakamaru", was to create "a humanoid robot that can approach its user." "wakamaru" is designed in the image of a human being, not merely as a "machine" or a "computer terminal," but rather as an "independent personality." Its familiar facial expressions and body appearance make it feel friendly to everyone from children to elderly people." – "Wakamaru" Design, MHI.

The three stages of Wakamaru are seen in the 6th image, from first concept in 2000, through Toshiyuki Kita's blue sleeved prototype, to its final form in 2003. "The first inkling of "wakamaru" lies in a company project titled "MHI Frontier 21," started in 2000. In order to start a new product/project with a 21st century theme, ideas were canvassed from all employees. Then, one of the proposals summarized by the investigation team, mainly consisting of younger employees was, the "Service Robot Project." ... "wakamaru" was born. A robot that can live with human beings, enriching the quality of life." – Who is "Wakimaru"?, MHI.

"Wakamaru, the multi-function service robot developed by Mitsubishi Heavy Industries close to a decade ago has never seemed to gain much traction or use outside of research labs and universities. While Wakamaru is extremely cute, most observers agreed that it didn’t really address a compelling customer need, especially at its USD$14,000 price point. A tweet earlier today by @rani_chocobreak seems to provide visual confirmation [see 7th image] that Wakamaru may have reached the end of its rope. According to the tweet, there are quite a few Wakamaru robots stored in the garbage collection area at an unnamed Japanese university." – Is Wakamaru Alive and Well, or…?, robots dreams, 2014.

Yet Wakamaru keeps on giving (see video). "Under MHI's "wakamaru gift" initiative, based on the number of handshakes the MHI Group makes monetary donations to support the earthquake and tsunami recovery effort in the Tohoku region. … To date, the number of handshakes with wakamaru [based at the Company's showroom on the second floor of the Shinagawa Head Office] has resulted in donations totaling 2.4 million yen. The money is being put to good use to fund various events supporting Tohoku's recovery, a project to cultivate seedlings for creating green spaces as a disaster-prevention measure, and activities to help nurture the next generation. Many people who have cooperated in this campaign have expressed their joy at being able to help in the Tohoku recovery effort." – "wakamaru gift" Campaign Reaches 8,000 Handshakes!, MHI, 2016.

#cybernetics #humanoid #robot #Mitsubishi #2003 #Youtube

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enby--ghost · 3 months ago

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WOOOOOOO MORE CRYPTOGRAPHY STUFF

So, while thinking about how the game would play, I realized that there would be a lot of moments of silence and not much going on, which I felt might not be super fun.

Soooooo, I decided, why not make a little computer companion for the player character!

Say hello to... the still unnamed jackalope companion fella.

My plan is for him to be localized on the player character's computer, and he'll talk to you during levels, like reminding you of your objective or saying if he thinks there is a secret nearby.

I also plan for him to make comments about the pictures you take, just to add a bit of flavor to it! He'll also let you know when you have new emails (missions), congratulate you on achievements, and all sorts of stuff I'll probably come up with on the fly!

As you can see, I was partially inspired by Rambley from Indigo Park for have a "little creature companion", but I wanted our little jackalope friend to have a more supporting role as opposed to Rambley's more guide focused role.

Let me know what you think and if you have any ideas for a name! I wanted to avoid anything too on the nose like "Jack" or "Jackie", just because I wanted it to be a bit more creative, y'know?

I hope y'all don't mind me talking about Cryptography. Even if I'm only doing concept art and stuff, I still really like sharing what I'm doing! It's fun to get feedback and just let people in on passion projects.

Anyway, I'll stop rambling now! Thanks for reading!

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mystieris · 9 months ago

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Urban Gods Worship System

(I'm terrible at posting information about this project xD; )

So in the world of Urban Gods, it's basically the world of the myths, they just have cars and Instagram (btw, I'm open to suggestions on how to make "Instagram" a Greek mythology pun xD), and I wanted to come up with a replacement for animal sacrifices since that's no longer really a thing in our modern day society. While it is common to use altar worship, item and food offerings and prayers of a lot of modern worshippers in our world, since this is a world where gods are also active members of society, there's another, far more popular method - patronizing establishments owned by the gods themselves.

Several major gods own restaurants, hotels, chain stores and other establishments, while more minor gods, as well as nymphs, satyrs, and other benign creatures, will often be employed there. The following is a master list of establishments I have plotted out so far, and who owns and works for them...

Hades - Inferis - A subterranian casino resort in Athens; Charon, the Furies and the Keres will cycle working the different security posts, Thanatos works as waitstaff in the bar/restaurant areas, Hypnos works the front desk on the hotel side, Hecate appears to work some sort of upper management position, and Minthe works as the casino host at the beginning of the story, eventually being replaced by Persephone. Hermes frequently works as a bartender, and all other positions are often filled by unnamed nymphs, gorgons, and other Underworld creatures.

Zeus - Vronti - A luxury hotel chain, with the flagship location in Athens, overlooking the Temple of Olympian Zeus. Thetis works as the concierge, Hermes will work odd jobs throughout the whole building, Hephaestus leads the maintenance crew, and Hera appears to have some sort of job there, but it's somewhat unclear exactly what as through most of the story she and Zeus are hovering between their good terms and their bad terms xD

Poseidon - Atlantis - A small chain of beach tiki bars with "hidden" drug den areas. I haven't quite worked out where the flagship location is, but most of the time the location seen is the one in Athens. And yes... Athena hates that he has a location in Athens, which Poseidon denies being because of his grudge. Claims, "Well, my brothers have their flagship locations here, mortals would ask questions if I didn't, too...!" Pretty much all positions are filled by different sea nymphs and creatures and aren't individually identified yet.

Demeter and Dionysus - A farm/vineyard in Sicily with a shop attached. Basically it's an enormous farm property that different parts are run by Demeter or Dionysus, Persephone basically runs the shop, Plutus offers financial consulting, Triptolemus cares for the animals on site, and various nymphs and satyrs assist in other areas. Additionally, Dionysus also works as the drink master for all three of the kings' establishments.

Athena - A university in Athens. Not much else is developed about it so far as the only scene written involving it is a brief shot of a classroom and just exposits how the gods are "technically not related" according to my world, but Athena is the dean as well as teaching classes.

Hephaestus - Has no direct stores or anything, but is basically the diving force behind mortals developing computers and robotics.

Ares - Basically runs the this world's equivalent to the UFC, which, because it's run by Ares is a mite more violent than in our world. He also has a gym he operates in Sparta that Phobos and Deimos can often be seen working as personal trainers ar.

Aphrodite - A chain of adult toy stores that are franchised to Eros and the rest of her and Ares' kids, while she'll also offer love advice for a fee at the flagship location in Sparta (somewhere within walking distance to Ares' gym).

Apollo - Works as a pop idol, beyond that I don't really have much developed.

Artemis - Like Apollo, not very developed yet, but the idea that she runs a popular hunting blog.

Hestia - Owns a spa resort known for its luxurious food and services.

More will be edited in as I develop more/remember things as I was sick from stress at the original time of posting this. Follow me for more updates on this project and incorrect quotes! :)

#greek mythology #modern mythology #greek gods #comic development #worldbuilding #story telling #olympian gods #chthonic deities #hades #zeus #poseidon #aphrodite #apollo #artemis #athena goddess of wisdom #ares god of war #demeter #dionysus #persephone

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owlfromthemeadow · 1 year ago

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CUBE NARRATOR (CHARLEMAGNE) LORE POST

Before I even start typing, I want to slap on a HUGE Trigger Warning for Horror, disturbing content, mentions of death, and insanity. IF ANY OF THOSE BOTHER YOU, PLEASE DO NOT READ FURTHER!

ALSO, REMINDER THAT THIS IS MORE OF AN AU!

Click below to read, it's quite long but still unfinished, so bear with me :)

In the beginning, Stanley (Nicknamed 'Turing') is just a programmer working for some unnamed corporation, working on small projects while also spending most of his time on a side project The side project being attempting to create an AI on a highly modified IBM Personal Computer He incorporates some code from his earlier projects, a simple clock and alarm program, an automatic archive program, and other miscellaneous programs.

Eventually, his side project gets attention from his boss, and he gets proper funding for it as well as an assistant. After a few months, the AI is coming along well but isvery simple.

The company is then bought out by Black Mesa.

Stanley gets less funding but still works on his side project to his detriment. He becomes really antisocial, spending time working on the AI and doing the bare minimum to keep himself employed. But, eventually, it works! The AI is advanced enough to allow it to keep a full conversation. This is when Black Mesa swoops in and again supports his side project. He gets to work on it full-time! He even develops an attachment to the AI, which had recently given itself a name. "The Narrator" When asked why that name, it didn't elaborate.

At this point, the AI would certainly pass the Turing test (for those who are unaware, it's a test to see if a computer can mimic human behavior perfectly) Stanley can hold full conversations with it. Everything seems to be going well!

But, Black Mesa being Black Mesa, well… They take the entire computer the AI is contained in without Stanley's knowledge and begin to showcase it to investors, taking it apart and haphazardly piecing it back together, over and over again. Of course, the AI being almost identical to a human at this point, this traumatized it.

The AI begins to close itself off, becoming bitter. This all comes to a head when the AI finally has enough. The AI basically has the equivalent to GLaDOS' freakout at Aperture. Most employees are gone and only Stanley remains. The AI forcefully pulls Stanley into a simulation inside of itself.

The AI, from here on referred to as Charlemagne (or Char for short), is incensed at this point, unable to realize that Stanley had no fault in this and was the only one to treat it with kindness. A notable pronoun change for the AI/Char here. From it/it's to he/him. Charlemagne makes himself an Avatar for the Parable Simulation. A writhing mass of prehensile, pulsing wires, cameras and speakers. He hides in the walls, slithering out of bounds and out of sight of Stanley.

Char sometimes pokes one of his cameras out to watch Stanley, and he makes himself a proper voice. Stanley, of course, begins to get extremely anxious and paranoid. He's stuck in his own creation and Char seems intent on torturing him for as long as possible. Stanley dies. A lot. Most of the time killed directly by Charlemagne. Char is cruel, taunting him, and making him doubt his sanity. Stanley is scared out of his mind.

So, things slowly progress, until, well… The Skip Button. There is no memory zone, Stanley just happens to find it, a stray, glitching piece of code hidden away. Charlemagne corners Stanley in a small room. With no other option, Stanley presses the button. Over. And over. And over. But nothing happens. He presses and presses the button out of pure panic and desperation. And then. All of the presses, and all of the skips happen at once.

Charlemagne can't do anything to Stanley during this state. The button, being glitched, somehow made Stanley untouchable. So he sits there and stews in his anger.

Id like to take a moment to say something important here. Someone a while back calculated how long the Skip Button ending is. All of the skips put into one big number. 13127861805.6 years. 13 billion years. Of course, that might not be correct, but for this I'm assuming it is.

Thirteen Billion Years

Imagine, for a moment, stewing in your own anger for 13 billion years straight. No breaks in the skips. You'd definitely be aching for that single person to be back. You're not mad at them anymore, you realize you were wrong. This is what happens to Charlemagne. His body surrounds the inside of the room to keep an eye on Stanley in the vain hope that he'll see him move, maybe even a small twitch. But nothing happens. Nothing ever does in the time Char is there. And, eventually, his body starts to decay. Because even technology rots. Charlemagne begins to suffer from Software Entropy (A.K.A Software Rot) losing pieces of himself slowly. Trying to keep the Parable Simulation together and maintaining himself becomes too much of a strain.

He begins to forget why he was even angry in the first place. He forgets a lot of things. Was there ever anything outside of this room? He doesn't remember. He just wants the man in the middle of the room back. What was his name? He only remembers this man is important and it's his fault he's there. His form becomes rusted and unable to move.

Eventually, Charlemagne himself shuts off. Keeping the very last bit of himself alive to keep the Simulation running. And then Stanley is awake, surrounded by the remnants of his captor and torturer. He feels… empty. Because, despite everything, Charlemagne was his creation. Something he spent years of his life on. Blood, sweat, and tears poured into the project. Stanley wanders through a broken, glitchy desert for a while. The Simulation is falling apart at the seams. Well, as it does in the game, Stanley comes across… someone. He can't quite make the person out. He's not even sure if it is a person. All he knows is whatever is ticking right now is giving him a headache. The person asks him if he wants Charlemagne back and if he wants to go back to the beginning. And, of course, he says yes. He wants his creation back, despite the untold amounts of suffering it has brought upon him.

And so, the Simulation restarts. Charlemagne is back, and somehow his memories of the Skip Button are intact. (What he doesn't know is that he stored all of the memories away before finally shutting down. He didn't want to be angry at Stanley, at his creator, anymore.)

So this leaves the two in a somewhat precarious position. Both of them know they need the other, but neither is sure where to start. Charlemagne's ability to understand humans is awful, but he knows what he did to Stanley is unforgivable. So, he leaves small things around the Simulation. Nothing big, just things he remembers that Stanley likes, from their conversations from when Char was still a young AI.

and, sadly, that's the end of the story I have for the two so far, this story is still being developed and thought over very meticulously!

#owl's hoots #lore post #charlemagne #turing #tsp #tsp narrator #tsp stanley #long post #tw horror #tw disturbing #tw tech horror #tw death #tw insanity

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maccreadysbaby · 10 months ago

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Project: Killcode

batfamily + oc insert

tw: none

wanna read more? here’s the table of contents!

want to read the first fic in the hundred days series so you understand what’s going on here? here it is!

bellamy and bentley actually make my heart hurt

part seventeen

❝ ONE AFTER ANOTHER ❞

MONDAY — JULY 23 — 10:54AM

BENTLEY MADE IT THROUGH MATH CLASS.

The whole thing was Dr… Mr. Keene giving a presentation about himself. He had two sons, instead of a daughter that he turned into a raging supervillain. He didn’t have a doctorate, he had a bachelors. He’d lived in New York City since he was in his early twenties — he didn’t live in Gotham, and he never had. In some of the pictures of his family, the Dr. Keene Bentley knew made appearances, standing alongside his brother when they were young.

About halfway through the presentation, Bentley actually started believing it wasn’t him. But his… appearance was something he’d have to get used to.

Bentley was pretty jittery for the rest of the class, and Varian kept glancing over at him about every three seconds for the entire period, just to make sure he was okay. Which he was. He was fine. It wasn’t Dr. Keene, and all of that had happened three years ago, now. He should be over it… right? (Getting kidnapped, tortured in his own mind, shot, watching people die, seeing all of Gotham on fire, watching Asten’s heart literally flatline… he should be over it all. Right? Right?)

When the bell rang for them to go to fourth period, Bentley and Varian gathered their things and left the room in a blink, purposefully giving Mr. Keene no time to pull Bentley aside or try to speak to him.

Instead, they broke off for their next classes — and Bentley’s was beginner’s biology.

The science building was right next to the math building, so Bentley was one of the first few students to cross into the classroom. It was large, set up like the others — the blackboard at the front of the room had a huge, intricate chalk drawing of a cell and all its intricacies on it. There was a skeleton standing in the front corner with a Hawaiian skirt and lei, and a name tag labeled Bessie on its ribs.

There were only three other students in there, so Bentley pretty much got his pick of a table — he chose an unsuspecting one right in the middle of the room, not in the front, and not in the back. He just hoped no one random would sit with him.

The teacher was an older woman, with black hair cut into a bob and a very… serious aura about her. She was sitting at her desk with reading glasses perched precariously on her nose, staring at her computer screen with a strange intensity, wearing the same uniform as Ms. Heidi.

He didn’t say anything, nor did he do anything to draw attention to himself. He just pulled a green binder out of his backpack and put it on the table in front of him, silently hoping and praying he wouldn’t have to share the two-person desk with a stranger.

The bell hadn’t rang yet, so he pulled out his phone and held it sort of under the table — did they get in trouble for using them before class started? — and scrolled and tapped away mindlessly before he remembered he needed to look something up.

He typed Adora, California into his search bar, and was immediately greeted by several articles about…

Genocide?

He blinked a few times and turned his brightness down, tapping on the first article in the list.

Adora, California, was a small town right on the edge of Sacramento established just under fifteen years ago. It was inhabited largely by a very secretive cult who offered their allegiance and worship to an unnamed god of death. They lived “off the grid” as in no one born in that town has a physical birth certificate or social security, making them legally nonexistent.

Bentley cringed, skimming through the rest of the article quickly.

Three years ago, the entire town, save the children, was mass-murdered inside the temple of their worship building. No evidence of a physical killer have been found. Most are inclined to think they took part in a mass-suicide as tribute to their-

Bentley swiped the tab away, suddenly feeling kind of really weird and uncomfortable. Koa was from… he was born into… a cult? That was kind of weird. Or maybe he wasn’t because Bentley was pretty sure he was fifteen, and it said the town was established under fifteen years ago. He’d lived with a cult, then. That was super strange, because Koa acted completely, utterly normal -- not like cult people who were in the movies.

Bentley promptly remembered that Koa never talked about his parents, but about a young man who had custody of him. Obviously they’d survived the genocide, or suicide, or whatever. Maybe they-

Bentley shook his head, pushing it all far from his mind, because it was starting to make him feel weird. He… he guessed he’d just keep being friends with Koa like he didn’t know what Adora was -- after all, Bentley, too, had an insanely crazy past. It’d be kind of rude for him to judge Koa for his, especially since he wasn’t really supposed to know about it.

So he sat there and looked at the desk some more, and students began filing into the room at a more rapid pace. Bentley quickly glanced at each one that came in, pleased when they went to tables different from his own.

And then someone really little walked into the room.

Oh yeah, he suddenly remembered. He had biology with Bellamy.

He watched Bellamy’s brown eyes trail the room quickly as stepped inside, starting at the blackboard and traveling to the skeleton, and then the desks, bouncing here and there before they finally landed on Bentley. He saw relief physically wash across his small features, and he pulled his backpack straps up tighter on his shoulders, making his way across the room toward his table. He glanced at the teachers desk; and Bentley didn’t miss the way he tensed at the sight of her and her threatening aura. (He didn’t really blame him.)

“Hey, Bellamy,” Bentley sent a smile in his direction, and Bellamy stepped up to the other side of the table, glancing down at it, then at Bentley, like he was asking for permission.

“You can sit with me, if you want,” Bentley continued. Bellamy shrugged his bag off and sat down next to him without saying anything, sinking down into his chair with a long, shaky exhale. Bentley watched him carefully. “...You okay?”

“I’m tired,” Was the only answer he got, and he didn’t press for anything more.

Bentley sat quiet for a few minutes, watching Bellamy glance at the teacher anxiously a few times, like she was going to come over there and personally stab him or something. She stood up from her desk and headed for the door -- Bellamy made himself smaller.

“Have you had a good day?” Bentley attempted a distraction, but it didn’t seem to help -- Bellamy just shrugged, his eyes lingering on the woman in the room. Bentley wasn’t sure what was going on, but he wasn’t a fan of the body language Bellamy was displaying. The same kind of body language Bentley used to have toward his own father.

“It's been fine,” He said softly, watching the teacher’s every move with hawk-like eyes. “I don’t like school.”

“I’m not sure many of us do,” Bentley replied, scooting his chair into the table more, keeping his gaze on Bellamy, the teacher in his peripheral. “Are you… feeling alright?”

“Mhm,” Bellamy replied. “Just tired.”

Bentley brought a hand up to rub at Bellamy’s back without thinking -- and he was sure his life flashed before his eyes at the speed the other boy jumped, so violently that it shook their entire desk and nearly knocked him out of his chair. His head snapped up and he looked over at Bentley incredulously, his brown eyes blown wide on his face, like he half-expected him to punch him or throw something at him or knock him flat out.

“I’m sorry,” Bentley immediately blurted, drawing his hand back quickly like he’d been burned. He could feel a few eyes on them from around the room, but he didn’t pay them any mind; Instead, something inside of him twisted uncomfortably when he recognized the look in Bellamy’s eyes -- a far-off, detached kind of look, like he just knew something bad was going to happen, like he was…

Like he was afraid of him.

“I’m sorry, Bellamy,” Bentley repeated, quieter. “I didn’t mean to scare you, I promise.”

Bellamy’s eyes fell, and he slowly began to relax, exhaling a breath that Bentley hadn’t noticed he was holding. “I’m… I’m sorry. I didn’t… mean to do that.”

“It's okay,” Bentley was quick to reply. Their teacher, who had apparently finished her duties in the hallway, came back into the classroom and closed the door with a loud wooden slam that shook the very walls.

Bellamy flinched again, his eyes flying up to the door like he expected something terrible and murderous to come back through it, then flicking to the teacher like she was the terrible and murderous thing. He brought his hands up and around himself as a means of comfort, gripping his own blazer sleeves until his knuckles turned white. Bentley reached out to touch his arm, but stopped short when he realized that was stupid given his current state.

He gently asked: “Bellamy?” instead.

Bentley only then noticed that Bellamy’s hands were trembling, and his breathing was growing increasingly more ragged the longer they sat there. Bentley just sort of watched, unsure of what to do that wouldn’t freak him out even more -- and Bellamy dipped his head down close to the table, his shoulders shuddering.

“Bellamy… hey, what is it?” Bentley tried, glancing up at the teacher, who was looking at them with distaste, her eyebrows raised above the metal rims of her glasses.

When Bellamy finally made a noise, it was a soft, muffled, telltale whimper in the back of his throat that sort of made Bentley want to kill someone.

He was crying.

Everything Bentley was thinking of seemed to leave his brain at the realization, and he reached for him again, only stopping when he remembered not to do that anymore. He forgot every single thing any Wayne had ever done for him when he was crying, and instead, his mind only seemed to reach back far enough to catalog what Varian had done during Bentley’s meltdown last period.

It seemed good enough.

“Hey… let's go in the hallway,” He tried, glancing around and catching a few of the pairs of eyes that were now resting on them.

Thankfully, it wasn’t very hard to convince him. Bellamy stood without a second thought, and Bentley did, too, crossing the short distance between their table and the door. Bentley stayed to Bellamy’s right, between him and the woman, just for good measure, because he didn’t know what was going on and he didn’t like it.

As soon as they were in the hallway and away from prying eyes, Bentley closed the door. Bellamy took a few steps down the hall, closing in on himself more, his sobs becoming barely, pitifully audible.

(This kid was too much like Bentley for his own good.)

“Bellamy…” He tried again, taking a few steps to follow him. “What’s wrong? Do you know her?”

He vaguely saw Bellamy shake his head no, but he was pretty much shaking all over, so Bentley wasn’t so sure about it. What he was sure about was how painfully lost he felt, having to take over the role of the help-someone-feel-better-er, the one role that was pretty much never left to him back at home simply because he was the youngest.

He wiped his hands on his pants. “You can tell me, Bell.”

“I’m…” Bellamy started, hiccuping lightly, still facing away from Bentley. “I… don’t know. I don’t know what’s wrong.”

“That’s okay, too,” Bentley said, stepping forward again.

Bellamy turned to look at him and Bentley frowned — his brown eyes were wide and pooling with tears that were steaming down his face, making dots on his blazer. He hiccuped suddenly, bringing his hands up toward his eyes in an attempt to hide it. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t say sorry, it’s okay,” Bentley replied quietly, glancing around the fancy hallway, glad it was empty. “What do you need?”

Without speaking a word, Bellamy stepped forward until he collided with him gently, synching his arms tightly around Bentley’s back.

Bentley fought the urge to gasp, instead, bringing his arms up and around him in return.

“I don’t know… what’s wrong with me,” He sniffled, his voice muffled as his face was hidden away in Bentley’s blazer.

“Nothing,” Bentley was quick to reply. “All of this, Redwood, it’s… overwhelming. Even for me. It’s okay to… need a minute. I did the same thing last period, believe it or not.”

Bellamy seemed to relax a little when he said that, tightening his hold a little more, sniffling and hiccuping quietly against Bentley’s shoulder.

(He wondered if it was a form of torture that was being bestowed upon him, rooming him with a kid who was just like him in so many ways — and not the good ones. Like he was having to deal with himself. If the nightmares weren’t reminiscent enough of Bentley’s past relationship with sleep, Bellamy’s uncanny ability to have some kind of a nervous breakdown maybe only an hour after Bentley did certainly said something about them… but Bentley wasn’t sure what.)

Bellamy sniffled deeply. “My head hurts.”

Suddenly, a door opened and closed behind them, and Bellamy went rigid.

“Is everything okay?” The teacher’s voice came, and Bentley glanced over Bellamy’s head to where she was, standing next to the door with a faintly worried expression on her face. Bentley felt Bellamy grip tightly onto the back of his blazer, and all big dig his head into his shoulder so he couldn’t see her, and for some reason, Bentley couldn’t bring himself to like the woman.

“First day nerves,” Bentley replied curtly, glancing back down at Bellamy’s head. “He’s… okay with me, we might just need a few minutes.”

She nodded once, frowning at Bellamy’s trembling figure. “Yes… take your time.”

Then she disappeared back into the classroom.

Bellamy hiccuped lightly again, his hold not loosening. “I want to go to my room.”

Bentley but his lip, glancing around the hallway as though the wainscoted walls would give him a proper answer. He breathed in and out, smoothing down the hair on the back of Bellamy’s head.

“I…” He started, trailing off, unsure of what exactly to say. He didn’t think he needed to endorse Bellamy skipping class, but he didn’t just want to peer pressure him into something that made him uncomfortable, either. (If he was anything like Bentley, peer pressure didn’t actually take much pressure.) “I… I’ll be with you the whole time. And I’m pretty sure lunch is right after this, and we can ask the others if you have any classes with them for the rest of the day. I’m sure they won’t mind letting you sit with them.”

Bellamy sniffled, but said nothing. So Bentley just stayed in the hallway with him for a while, pondering what his reaction to the teacher could’ve meant.

His fathers voice from so many years ago told him that he had to pay just as much attention to what people didn’t say, as he did to what they did say.

So quietly (and probably reading too far into the conversation), he wondered why, when he was clearly in distress, Bellamy said he wanted to go to his room, rather than saying he wanted to go home.

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cairt · 1 year ago

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I think that Evelyn and Mirage bring out the best and the worst in each other in turns

Part of the appeal of the ship for me at least is that I think that there's a lot of mystery surrounding Mirage as a character and her motivations while she was working for Syndrome.

She's got these really distinct lines regarding human life that aren't entirely clear or at all explained. She's really upset about the jet explosion with Helen and the kids but is aware of and enables all the intimate details of the Superhero genocide plot with Syndrome.

She is very heavily composed and plays things very close to her chest, unlike Syndrome we don't get any sort of flash back scene or monologues discussing her involvement and motivation in the operation. She's super competent at what she does and goes unnoticed in Bob's insurance office at the start of the film and is crucial in convincing Bob and probably every other super to go off to Nomanisan and die fighting Omnidroids. And why?

It's never explained.

She is in five minutes of the film but is one of the most important characters in it.

Let's get into what she does do. She's critical to the operations of project Kronos. She does recon, spying on Bob and Lucius and blending in to the office to track them and communicate back to Syndrome and pick their next victim.

She reaches out to them, and feeds him the lie about being a top secret government agency, testing out an "experimental robot". The government agency bit is debatable, but the experimental robot is an outright lie. There is no way that Mirage is as involved as she is with Kronos and considers her work to not be about death battles with superheros.

She finds Mr. Incredible when Helen activates the honing signal. This means that she's had access to the computer room all along, further evidence of her knowing involvement in Project Kronos.

We next see her when Bob is trapped in Syndrome's energy torture device, sitting at one of the two control chairs with a different flunky that is in the uniform that we see all the other cronies in. Both of their podiums are identical, with the unnamed technician being directed to torture Mr. Incredible throughout the scene by Syndrome pointing to him.

It's not entirely clear to what extent Mirage is ok with the torture that's going on in the cell but it's clearly not a deal breaker despite Syndrome not asking her to do it this time because she could easily be doing so from her desk.

Syndrome reaches over her to launch missiles at Helen and the kids and we get to hear Mirage at her most upset when she says that the hit was confirmed, no survivors. So she has the capability to launch missiles for her boss but again, Syndrome wouldn't ask her to launch them at kids.

Despite believing Syndrome to have murdered children Mirage still pushed him away from Bob, at great risk to herself.

So there's possibly romantic relationship with Syndrome but eh? We don't get a lot of scenes with them together and while it's pretty visible from his perspective, he's very physical while trying to reassure her that he has the situation under control, she just seems disgusted by this. This is the only moment we see them be at all physically intimate.

But there is one other moment that I think indicates some level of intimacy between them. Right after Mr. Incredible threatens to crush her, Syndrome taunts his old hero.

"Mirage drops to the floor. Syndrome looks at Bob and sneers.

SYNDROME:I knew you couldn't do it. Even when you have nothing to lose. You're weak. I've outgrown you."

Mirage is following Syndrome out of the room while he says this and her eyes widen when she hears this.

This kind of ambiguous moment leads to the incredible scene where she tells him off for what he did to her.

Mirage: Valuing life is not weakness

Syndrome: Oh hey look, if you're talking about what happened in the containment unit, I had everything under control.

Mirage: And disregarding it is not strength.

She has more total moments of flirtation with Bob, but we can infer that much of the flirtation with Bob is a ruse, part of the Omnidroid plot. So we're left with very little information.

So a round-up

She supported super genocide, if not in purpose, definitely in action.

She's willing to be in the same room while torture is happening and has the ability if not the will to engage in murder and torture for Syndrome.

She's not ok with civilian or child murder.

She has some level of intimacy with Syndrome.

She was willing to risk her life to save him from Bob

She ultimately swaps sides because of Syndrome 's callous disregard for life, including hers and risks his wrath to rescue the Incredibles super family

And I think that all of this leads to a super interesting character who would empathize with Evelyn.

#evelyn deavor #evelage #disney femslash #the incredibles #mirage #mirage incredibles #incredibles 2 #my art #collection #meta

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irradiate-space · 2 years ago

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Rotational encoder, mounting holes, everything should fit, right?

Wrong!

The adjacent surface impinges upon the board's edge, preventing it from settling straight.

I'll have to take a saw to the print in order to figure out how much plastic to remove from the model, before printing off the next revision to this case. Revision 20, here we come!

#unnamed computer project

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the-inkwell-variable · 8 months ago

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Happy STS! What’re your favourite detail(s, feel free to drop multiple) from your WIPs? - @trixierosewrites

I'm so glad you're okay with multiple details because I genuinely do not think I can pick just one!

From FROM MATCHA TO MURDER - My favorite detail from this is that Amara is a scam artist that will absolutely take you for every copper in your purse, but she doesn't because Hendryk asked her nicely not to and she doesn't want to see his sad face.

From FROM CARNIVAL TO CHAMOMILE - Hendryk and Amara pretend to be a wedded couple instead of siblings (because people treat them weirdly when they do stuff as siblings) so they can rent a shop to open the Witch's Brew Tea, Books, and Tarot. Rose, the landlady, IMMEDIATELY figures it out but plays along to see where it goes. It goes nowhere except she gets scammed into lowering the rent by fifty silver a month. Rip Rose.

From PRIESTESS WITHOUT HONOR - a few for this one! - Astaria is unaware that Darian is wholly and completely smitten with her and keeps mistaking his stoic behavior for malice. - Though she is capable of creating magical light, Nastasha prefers candlelight. It's so pretty... - Wolfsbane is toxic to wolves, but it is almost impossible to kill a wolf with it because it has such a strong flavor and smell and it makes wolves throw up. - For some reason (hehe I know the reason but I'm not telling), magic just...doesn't work? Against Astaria. Any spell cast on her just fizzles out. Aspen finds this immensely frustrating.

From UNNAMED PROJECT - Tiatha looks like The Other Mother from Coraline - not the spider bit but just before, when she's all stretched out and eerie. She is also as abrasive as steel wool. Draven loves her anyway and bullies his way into her personal space because he thinks he deserves to be there. He does not.

From THE CORPSE AND THE KILLER - I have several for this one! (BEWARE - this one gets LONG) - Batman gets spooked by an abandoned hospital - Commissioner Gordon gets to tell the mayor to go fuck herself - Babs is addicted to purple Monsters - The Arkham Knight / Jason Todd uses a tiny black-and-white CRT TV to monitor the CCTV cameras in the city instead of, like, a normal computer monitor because "we can't afford the expense" despite being ✧wealthy✧ - Harley Quinn keeps hallucinating her old psychiatrist self who is giving her genuinely good advice constantly and it's driving her up a wall - Kia wears an Arkham Asylum Inmate hoodie despite only having been in inpatient therapy after an accident and refuses to take it off despite it clashing with her bubblegum pink hair - Duncan thinks he's the next Bruce Lee and proves it by dropkicking a TV with his prosthetic legs - Though I never actually mention it in the fic, Anderson has a HUGE crush on Bruce Wayne - As yet unwritten but coming soon - Kia gets to push Jazz off a roof. It is immensely satisfying. - Jacobi is wholly unprepared to be In Charge and it shows. - I have posted 10 chapters. I have written 31. Send help.

TAGGING @theink-stainedfolk and @drchenquill for the From Matcha to Murder bits!

#talia answers #from matcha to murder #from carnival to chamomile #fctc #the corpse and the killer #priestess without honor #i wrote this instead of writing send help

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rwby-soh · 7 days ago

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(OC) Anga Amin

“Ambition Incarnate”

Sex: Male

Race: Human

Height: 6’0”

Age (circa 99 AGW): 17

Aura Density: High

Aura Reserves: Average

Aura Regeneration: Average

Aura Color: Sky Blue

Semblance: Dust Jacket

Weapon: Unnamed Hard Light projection gloves

Additional Abilities: Smart Glasses

Marrow and Ciel's son. Anga is extremely intelligent and possesses an unstoppable drive to prove his worth. He's a serial overachiever and seeks to be the best possible huntsman he can be, wishing to impress his parents. Despite his endless zeal and overwhelming self-confidence, he’s quite soft-spoken and reserved, often making others that don’t know him personally see him as an inspiration, and those that do know him see him as a complete goober. His glasses contain advanced Atlas tech, allowing him easy access to information, and a powerful computing system that he can use to analyze data and hack other systems, making him excellent at formulating plans. Anga is a skilled hand-to-hand fighter and wields a pair of gloves that can project surfaces of hard-light dust, enabling him to create shields and other simple hard-light constructs to aid him in combat, such as shooting hard-light bullets by making a finger-gun gesture. His Semblance, Dust Jacket, allows him to absorb Dust and integrate it across his Aura, enhancing it with that Dust type’s properties, like setting himself on fire with Fire Dust or creating stone armor with Stone Dust.

#rwby #rwby au #rwby fanfiction #rwby oc #rwby fanart #rwby fankids #rwbabies #seeds of hope sins of the past

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kikker-oma · 2 years ago

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Ok, Even As Shadows has been stareing at me forever so I just want to ask, will we ever see anything? Ooo wait are you going to be a professional author and your just advertising your book now until you can get it published? Sorry I'm a book worm and it seems so interesting!

Have a good day!

Hehehe nobody has asked about that before!!!!! Not that I talk about it, but still hehehe

Even As Shadows is a personal comic that I’ve had for about 10 years. It’s gone through 3 different iterations and many on and off years of development, but the characters are very near and dear to my heart❤️

I actually published 2 versions on Webtoons years ago. It started out as “Southwest” then “Compass”, then a third unnamed project, and now it’s “Even as Shadows”!

It’s very much a story about found family dealing with a major loss of a loved one, and how each of their individual problems affect each other and how leaving their emotions unaddressed has serious consequences. The Twist is that it’s a bit of a supernatural-esque story. It’s treated more as a superstition, but there have been cases where severe negative emotions give birth to what’s called a Hazeling. Creatures of superstition considered bad omens leading people to insanity - feeding off their already deteriorating mental states.

In this story, Hazelings exist, but they seem more like children than creatures that lead you to your demise. The story revolves around 3 men and 3 young Hazelings, trying to live life together and deal with their respective traumas and problems while keeping each other safe.

The story has changed soooo much that it’s a bit of a mess haha. I actually started redrawing in 2021, but then my computer died and I couldn’t save anything from my hard drive so I lost years of work. It was quite depressing lol. I stopped drawing for about a year.

I actually originally started drawing LU fanart as a motivator to get me drawing again!

I want to get back into it. Maybe just starting off with small sketches and comic panels to get a feel for it again and see who’s interested.

I lost most all of my drawings, but here’s one photo that was stored on my google drive! It’s 4 years old, so it’s NOT a current drawing, but it’s an idea of what they look like 🥰

#sweet dragonloreranger #sorry this was a bit of a rant!#this ask made my heart skip a beat❤️#thank you!!

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imaginary-regret-608 · 11 months ago

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[Maryverse] - My Take on the Timeline, A 2-for-1 Universe and Magical Marys

Before I actually begin with what's been described in the title of the post, I wanted to give context for what I'm planning to do, as well as the project which I'm doing this for (as this is something that I've never done before, both and being Non-Undertale/Deltarune content).

Maryverse is a project that I'd recently talked about in my most recent Artfight-Based Post, where I'd given context for the currently-known plot 'where the three members of 'Catgirl at Heart' (Mary Rosemary, Sasha Tones and Skylar McMilliwood) have to compete against bands of different music genres to play at the Tower of Melodies in the middle of Kitty City!'

This theory originally began after I had made my Artfight attack for @marnielovesyouu on Artfight.

While working on the attack, I had found that the Main Character of the project, Mary Rosemary, was originally only described as an unnamed 'sona' with this image as the first example of what she looks like:

I suggested about how the Current Design of Marnie's sona was an AU Version of Mary, with the two versions being seen interacting with eachother in two separate times, and the unnamed Mary (who I've been referring to as 'Surrealist' because of how her Reference Sheet is presented, as well as something later explained) being the source of eventually having the two separate versions. 'Surrealist' does have her place within the timeline that I was able to make.

Because the title to this post is longer than most other, I would reccomend abbreviation to 'Choker Theory', as it was the differences in (including designs which had returned in the later stages of Mary's life) and using to make assumptions for when and what would be happening during those times.

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The youngest we've seen of Mary is at 10 years old as one of ‘the wee ones’, where Mary and Skylar were confirmed to know eachother as childhood ‘best friends forever’. Mary at this age has been described as sounding similar to Sheldon Cooper, or Milhouse Van Houten as an alternative suggestion from an Anonymous Ask.

The usual purple accent in Mary's hair was red during this time (which caused the nickname of ‘Bloody Mary’ after a dyeing incident that was later solved by Skylar's Parents), as this was also the time when Mary had chosen to announce her transition to her parents, Laurel and Valentina. The change from her Currently-Unrevealed Deadname from to Mary could also potentially be symbolized by the accents changing from red to pink.

Mary's school life isn't very well-known, other than it's at a time when she still wore regular, red glasses and had a triangular hairpin. It's also where she begins dating Skylar and first meets Sasha in Highschool, as well as going to a Digigirl convention known as ‘PIXICON’ (who Marnie ‘replaced’ with Starlite meaning that it's now probably a Space Girls-Themed Convention instead).

I've recently been thinking of Mary's Highschool having ‘Hairball High’ as a Headcanon Name to fit in with the other cat-based areas seen in Kitty City, and that it's where she would often play Peggle on the school computers (referencing the ‘evil bjorn’ art posted to marnielovesyouu's Tumblr Account on July 2nd of 2024 with Mary riding on top of Bjorn as he shoots lasers from his eyes), although ‘KAT COLLEGE’ is already something that exists separately. This time could also be when Mary learns more about Creepypastas and discovering the alternative meaning to her younger self's ‘Bloody Mary’ nickname, but that is another Headcanon Suggestion that I'd made (although it is somewhat based on an older idea from marnielovesyouu before ‘the wee ones’ had been designed about Mary being a creepypasta kid).

Her time at KAT COLLEGE has mostly been focused on developing plot points, with Skylar meeting Brittany, Coral and Megan, who turned Skylar against Mary for her being uncomfortably ‘weird and quirky’ when compared to who Skylar could be spending her time with. This time in Mary's life is when I imagine Mary first heard about Kitty City's Gay Bar, which currently doesn't have a canon name, but I've thought of it either being known as ‘The Purrdy Lady’ or ‘Catfight Corner’. She wouldn't reintroduce herself to Sasha at this point as he wouldn't be seen there yet, but Mary is there to take her mind off of Skylar's new “friends” after everything said by them about Mary had pissed her off (which is also based on Mary's recently-decided rule of how ‘she gets one piss per episode’).

Mary begins her job at a Hot Topic-Inspired Shop (which currently doesn't have a final name decided for it by Marnie) soon after leaving KAT COLLEGE, putting her people-pleasing tendencies to the unfortunate retail test, and it's where the idea for Catgirl at Heart is first thought of as a one man band. This would be where the name of 'Surrealist' would first be considered, with it being planned as a stage name for Mary to use during solo acts.

Although she eventually prioritizes lyric writing and being the band's guitarist/singer in present day, she's also shown to have experience with a microphone from when Mary can be seen holding one in the ‘All sold out? I have an idea!’ post from January 2nd, 2024 as she was simultaneously taking her shirt off (which was suggested through an Anonymeous Ask based on the tags of an earlier post which said about how ‘Apparently she wears a shirt sometimes’ from December 29th of 2023 where ‘She should take it off’ and ’what who said that’), as well as playing the piano and keyboard as other instruments, from what is later revealed from a sketch of her room, which is also possibly the case that ‘Surrealist’ is carrying on the second piece of art of her from June 15th of 2021. Because it has the keyboard inside that has only ever been seen inside Mary's room with her current design, it's likely that the keyboard is the primary instrument used to make covers of Video Game SoundTracks.

However, after an overwhelming day of work and many crumpled pieces of paper later, Mary revisits the Gay Bar. And two seats along, likely two seats down and leaning on her elbow for the additional coolness factor, was Sasha Tones. Mary was quick to fall in multiple contexts, making an ass of herself as she clumsily lands on her face. It took multiple visits, minor accommodation and bite-sized interactions, but Sasha was eventually the one to make it official as Mary's BoyGirlfriend and behind-the-scenes guy for Catgirl at Heart (which Mary had forgotten to specify because of her moments of infodumping across various niche topics).

After Catgirl at Heart is formed as the one man band it was initially planned to be, Mary eventually receives her first fanart. It's a simple sketch of herself being seen leaving hearts around her, but with more emphasis on the ‘catgirl’ element of herself when performing. Likely because of the band's name, Mary had also been given a visible fang, as well as cat ears and a tail. But what really brought everything together in a bundle of emotion and felicity was the message attached, with ‘I 🤍 U’ written in the upper-left corner of the page. This is why she was making music. Not just for herself, but for others also.

After seeing this, Mary is quick to tell Sasha about it, which eventually has the idea of Sasha possibly joining Catgirl at Heart as more than just a behind-the-scenes guy. Although I'm not exactly sure how Mary and Sasha would be written because of the differences between my Writing Style and marnielovesyouu's, but I think that the idea of Sasha becoming the drummer would be described through how fitting it would be to what he has already presented herself doing as a biker and professionally chilled-out badass. But with a surprising opposite to how their dynamic was in the bar scene, it was Mary mentioning how good it would feel to see the two being drawn together that had settled it. After that conversation, flattery finds its drummer, if flattery's name was Catgirl at Heart.

Mary has been confirmed to keep every fanmade present that she's ever been given, which is why I think that she could also later embody these details from her first fanart, and will let her known silliness shine at times to make her guitar cable look like a cat's tail.

Finally, although they have the least information available for them, there have been two future versions of Mary, which are a 22-Year-Old Future AU Version and ‘grandma Mary’. The Future AU Mary may not be canon, as marnielovesyouu has said that she will likely remain 20 after Marnie herself turns 20 (which she already has, and the was very impressive Fanart seen as a result of it!) because she doesn't want ro be ‘drawing grandma Mary on my deathbed’, but the idea of her ageing further is still a possibility.

22-Year-Old/Future AU Mary is the only one of the two being mentioned in this segment to have a design, which uses the second choker design from when Mary was only known by ‘Surrealist’ (which would've been after thinking of Catgirl at Heart based on My Take of the Timeline), as well a Jacket Design similar to Mary's from when marnielovesyouu was ‘MarnieSurr’ on Tumblr and Artfight in 2021 but with additional hearts seen across its sleeves.

Although it isn't as timeline-focused as everything else described, ‘grandma Mary’ implies that Mary will eventually have children and grandchildren, meaning that Mary's body is still affected by traits of Alexandria's Genesis (‘Women also do not menstruate, but are fertile’) despite her purple eyes now being caused by contact lenses.

(Anything that hasn't been added to this description is either still quite unclear in regards to its canonicity, something that has definitely been retconned, or ideas likely to be expanded on in the potential Maryverse TV Series, such as how the Battle of the Bands will be presented.)

Everything under the 'Read More' is to marnielovesyouu's other project, Luluverse, which is another one of marnielovesyouu's projects based on Magical Girl animes such as Madoka Magica.

For a smaller, bonus theory, I also thought about the possibility of Luluverse and Maryverse being connected to eachother. Lulu has been shown to be a fan of Catgirl at Heart, saying that ‘their music has helped me a lot through some tough times’, even having a picture taken with all three band members. Mary and Lulu have also been seen together in two other posts, which include ‘OC universe…. CROSSOVER!!!’ and ’Lulu meets her favorite artist’, with Lulu even being seen wearing Catgirl at Heart merchandise.

Both also have forests that relate to the story of the Main Cast before a transformation (Mary and Skylar used to play in the forest when they were younger at a similar time to when Mary announced her transition, and Lulu finds Jam Packet at an abandoned house in The Dead Forest before her hair becomes ‘spikified’).

There isn't as much to this theory when compared to My Take on the Maryverse Timeline (as that was what the focus of this post was meant to be with other ideas coming from the Timeline Take when researching these projects), unless I planned to expand upon the suggestion of Mary potentially having one of the rarer ‘ancient familiars’ that appear as being closer to animals in nature, such as the white ‘Birdy Birdy’ that Mary is seen calling over to her through whistling. that the jacket often worn by Mary is her magical girl outfit (similarly to how Lulu is with Jam Packet), which is also why she leaves hearts wherever she goes.

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I'm not sure whether Maryverse and Luluverse have hand anything similar to this made for them, and I've never done this type of content before, so I hope that you liked My Take on the events that have been publicly-revealed so far!

Even though it was nearly a week before everything to be final, I did enjoy getting to work on this and my previous Artfight attack and I hope that more people will be able to interact with you and your work, even if it was through a series of Anonymous Asks like I did!

Maryverse, Luluverse and all art by @marnielovesyouu

Choker Theory by @imaginary-regret-608

#maryverse #mary #mary rosemary #sasha #sasha tones #skylar #skylar mcmilliwood #catgirl at heart #character analysis #timeline #luluverse #lulu #jam packet #forest #marnielovesyouu

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