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cherrirui-official · 22 days
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"You know... You didn't have to take that with you."
"But I promised him I'd take him out to see the ocean one day."
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#for context uhmm how do i explain this#so around a few weeks after Jd arrives Bruce is like “Hey... where are the others?”#and Jd is like “ooooh 🤪🤪 he doesnt know...”#Since at this time JD believes that the entire tribe is dead. including his brothers and grandma#so Jd has to take Bruce to the now abandoned troll tree and give him the bad news#Bruce doesnt believe it at first. even if the tree is abandoned they cant be dead? right?? they cant be#so he rushes over to their grandma's pod. thinking that theyre just in hiding and waiting for them to return#and all Bruce is able to find in the empty pod is Branch's old stuffed toy Croco#which solidifies to Bruce that everyone is dead. their friends their family. everyone#Bruce is obviously devastated by the news. he doesnt show it a lot but he doesnt take it too well#he ends up bringing Croco with him back to Vacay Island and patches Croco up#since Croco is a bit worn out due to being left in the pod for years#and since then Bruce always keeps Croco hidden in his hair. both as a memoir of his baby brother#and also a reminder of how he failed as an older brother... ouch#ofc the others arent dead. its just that now both Jd AND Bruce believe that the rest of the trolls are dead#also King Trollex is there bc i wanted to put him there. I like Trollex :]#a knee ways more bb au art i promise the next bb au art will be lighthearted#tho now im gonna work on the next violet gijinka batch bc ive been starving my friendlocke audience for too long#sorry friendlocke fans ill feed u next dw#cherris canvas#trolls#trolls band together#trolls john dory#john dory trolls#trolls bruce#bruce trolls#king trollex#beach bros au#sorry for rambling in the tags i hope u dont mind ahaha
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sillygreenrat · 17 days
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waterlogged
inspired by an old broadside beach thing from an unlisted video on squeak's channel !!!
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a-titty-ninja · 2 years
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「べべぺれちゃん」 by 秋月からす | Twitter
๑ Permission to reprint was given by the artist ✔.
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vampirepunks · 2 months
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Higgs Monaghan, "Beach Babies," and mind control
We know that the Bridge Baby dolls that Higgs and the Homo Demens used function completely differently than the human BBs invented by Bridges. But did you know they're also otherworldly vessels of extinction itself?
The novelization of Death Stranding suggests that these BB dolls from the Beach ("Beach Babies," as my husband and I refer to them) warp the minds of their users and bend human will towards the goal of extinction.
So... how many of Higgs Monaghan's decisions after meeting Amelie are his own?
The first thing to note is that Bridges BBs react negatively to the presence of these Beach Babies, as seen here when Sam encounters terrorists using them.
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Lou does not like these things. Perhaps that's why she points the Odradek at Higgs during their first encounter with him?
The novel introduces us to a porter who visited the Evo-Devo Biologist (referred to as EV in the book) while equipped with one, a couple years before Sam's expedition. He was polite and overall pretty normal at first, but then on his next visit things get... weird.
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So... there are holes in reality that using a Beach Baby allows you to see, and that's how the tar leaks from the Beach into the world of the living. Speculatively, this might be how Higgs is able to DOOMS-jump so easily and frequently (and summon tar), without getting exhausted or needing much focus at all, in addition to his level 7+ DOOMS.
Oh, but it gets weirder. And scarier, as soon as Extinction Entities are mentioned.
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Wow... he sounds a lot like Higgs, doesn't he? Come to find out, Higgs gave it to him.
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But surely this is just him echoing the party lines of Higgs' organization and repeating Higgs' same sentiments... right? Unless...
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Important to note, this porter doesn't have DOOMS. He shouldn't be experiencing extinction nightmares, but his Beach Baby is showing them to him.
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Whether directly or not, this thing talks to him. Like some eldritch call of the void or an element of a Lovecraft novel, it tells him that extinction is the only answer, the only solution.
EV is, understandably, instantly alarmed when she sees Sam with Lou, relating this story back to him. Sam is quick to connect the dots between that porter, the terrorists, Lou's terror at encountering these other BBs, and Higgs himself.
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As they discuss further, a chiralgram recording from that porter begins to play, in which he takes credit for the voidout that killed Heartman's family and explains why he did it.
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So then, how is Higgs affected by his own Beach Baby? From his perspective, it doesn't sound good.
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We can infer a few things from this:
The Beach Baby acts as the vessel for Higgs' connection to Amelie and her Beach. By the nature of his powers, that's why he's able to DOOMS-jump constantly without getting exhausted, control BTs and timefall, and use telekinesis. Think of it like supercharging a battery; his powers are fueled by connection to the dead, and through Amelie, he's plugged into the dead of five mass extinctions, skyrocketing his DOOMS abilities to their maximum potential.
The Beach Baby (perhaps even Amelie directly, by using it) shows Higgs extinction nightmares beyond the scope of normal DOOMS nightmares, "speaking" to him and giving him forbidden knowledge that fills his mind with thoughts of extinction in terms of inevitability, even without Amelie telling him directly.
(Speculative): Higgs betrayed Fragile because of what the Beach Baby did to him, and perhaps doing so was Amelie's own will disguised as his idea. After all, he turned on Fragile immediately after connecting to the BB doll, severing his closest bond practically overnight. Further, Fragile states (at least in the book, I forget if she acknowledges this in the game or not) that it wasn't Higgs who prevented her from DOOMS jumping with the nuke in South Knot City, but "someone else," who she later determined to be Amelie. Amelie ensured that Fragile had no power in that situation, and that there was no way for her to escape without hating Higgs in the end. Personally, my reading is that Amelie wanted to be Higgs' only option and only remaining connection; she set herself up to be all he had left, the only thing he could focus on. It's easier to control someone who's isolated, scared, and alone otherwise, and would remove the risk of him having doubts about accepting extinction because he had nothing--and no one--left to lose.
(Speculative): The Beach Baby acts as a mind control utility. Whatever hopes, dreams, and beliefs a person has, this BB doll can override them and bend its user's will towards the goal of extinction instead, reshaping their ideology to fit the EE's goals. It's impossible to say how much of this control is direct and tangible, but it grants Amelie a high degree of influence over Higgs' inner world, removing any sense of rebellion against her or instinctive resistance to the concept of total human annihilation.
Established later in-text (too much content to cite and embed), Higgs experiences grandiose delusions surrounding his role in the extinction, falsely believing that he's the one in control, viewing himself as "the bridge that brings the extinction" and is destined to safeguard Amelie so mankind can meet its end. Despite the facts, he genuinely thinks it was all his idea, his plan, and he's the mastermind behind the whole thing, personally chosen by cosmic forces to deliver the apocalypse and usher in a new world after humanity is gone.
As soon as Higgs is disconnected from his Beach Baby by Fragile, his delusions completely shatter and he immediately reverts to cold, hard logic, albeit the kind steeped in self-hatred. His ego does an immediate 180 and he realizes, "it was all make believe,” and "a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and righteous fury. Signifying nothing." It hits him all at once: he was nothing but a pawn, a tool, a means to an end, played for a fool. Upon seeing the error of his ways, he can only lament how blind he was. The book decidedly doesn't kill him, instead leaving him on the Beach, "alone, without a person in the world to connect to," thinking, "this is how I'm meant to be," as he remains stranded "with nothing else to do but continue to confess his endless sins."
We'll never know how much of Higgs' mindset and atrocities were truly his own, while acting as Amelie's herald, and how much of it was solely based on Amelie's unseen influence. Just like Lady Macbeth, Higgs is both villain and victim to a greater evil, so to speak.
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bobisusu · 7 months
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carl & dennis wilson singing that same song ♡
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chanstopher · 9 months
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🐺🫧230722
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homewrecking-lore · 1 year
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Again shout out to STAR! TREK! VOYAGER! for giving us some of the sweetest little character moments like reg and deanna chilling in their beach outfits, barclay visiting for geordi’s birthday, him singing with data at geordi’s party???? actual perfection 10/10
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pipstr · 9 months
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@tuliharja here
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cfangi-art · 3 months
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We’re so back ☔️👶
⚠️Death stranding spoilers ⚠️
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ashintheairlikesnow · 8 months
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*soft chanting in the distance:* consider a beach day with the safehouse crew, consider a beach day with the safehouse crew, consider a
CW: Extensive scarring, some discussion of surviving noncon and the aftermath, weight gain as part of recovery, references to Vince's alcoholism, some references to consensual spice
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"You're fidgeting," Vincent Shield says, eyes closed behind heavy sunglasses, lying with his fingers interlocking behind his head, the sun beating down on his body. He can feel the blanket of warmth from forehead through neck and chest, stomach, and finally his legs. His heels are just off the edge of the towel, dug into soft sand that heats his skin to something that isn't quite uncomfortable, isn't yet painful.
"Right, because this is shit," Jameson snaps back at him, sitting up with his arms around his knees, looking like an animal caught in a trap, ready to chew his own leg off and throw it at someone to escape. "It's hot. There's sun. Why the fuck am I here with you?"
"Because I invited you to the beach, you said no, then Nat said she thought it might be a good idea for you to get out and enjoy the outdoors and you basically threw yourself into the car," Vince replies, voice even, absolutely not amused. Beside him, a huge reusable water bottle sweats condensation as the ice inside it slowly melts. He used to bring vodka in bottles like this to the beach, clear as still waters, burning down his throat. His mouth feels dry just at the thought.
"Yeah. Well. Usually she's right about this shit, but everybody's wrong eventually."
Vince turns his head to watch as Jameson picks, uncomfortably, at the corner of his own beach towel, a riotous swirl of oranges and pinks that Nat has had for long enough that the ends are starting to unravel, with little thread like fringe. Other than his perpetual scowl, he wears swim trunks that go down to his knees and a long-sleeved rashguard shirt made of the same material, both in a deep blue. It's a color that suits him. Vince is afraid if he points it out Jameson will strip naked right here simply from spite.
"You're doing fine," He says, a little softly. "Nobody's looking at you."
"If they do, I'll fucking punch them."
"Jameson-"
"Fuck off, I will."
"Nobody doubts that. But maybe don't just assume you're the center of attention. I'm a goddamn movie star, you don't see anyone staring at me."
"I've seen at least three people stare at you."
"Yeah, because they think I look familiar, but they can't figure out why. With my hair grown out like this and the thirty pounds I've put on since I stopped trying to replace all forms of nutrition with booze, I don't look like me anymore. Besides, I've seen absolutely no one stare at you, so there you go."
"Fuck you." Jameson pauses. "And fuck them. You look better now than you did before."
Vince laughs. "Thank you. That's a rare compliment from the king of insults."
"Yeah, well. Don't get used to it." Some of the anger lifts in his voice, though, and Vince smiles behind his sunglasses as he sees the other man relax - maybe, just a little - and start trying to get his legs to cooperate and unbend.
Jameson had made his way to their little spot using his crutches for balance, but had nearly fallen twice. He isn't used to the softness of sand, the way he has to adjust himself to handle it. Vince caught him the second time or he'd have gone down right there in front of a group of people, not a single one of whom noticed him at all. But Jameson is convinced they did.
The crutches have their own towel, lying carefully side by side so sand won't get on them unless it has to or the wind blows it around.
"How can you stand it?" Jameson asks, after some time passes. The breeze is gentle, just a hint of cooler air coming off the water, offsetting the heat of the sun. Vince stretches his arms above his head, then pushes himself to seated and takes a drink of his water.
"Stand what?"
"Hardly wearing anything." Jameson gestures, and Vince looks down at his tasteful(ly small) green swim trunks. He's... never thought about that before. "Like. People can see your fucking... scars."
Right.
Vince swallows, hard.
He has new ones, from Owen, more on the back than the front. But there's a scar twisted down one side that wasn't there before. His neck has a couple, there's a nick in his jaw now.
Vince hesitates, then takes another drink. "Can I tell you something? Just between us?"
Jameson looks away, hunching over again. His own worst scars are on his face, a twisted that cuts into the corner of his mouth and curves it slightly upward, like he's always smirking. Another that breaks his eyebrow in two pieces. There's even some on the back of his neck that Vince hasn't really noticed before. "Yeah, sure. I make no fucking promises, though."
"Fair enough. The truth is... I don't really care."
Jameson picks at a thread on his towel again. "You don't?"
"Nah. I've been who I am for a long time, and... you know. This sounds really stupid, but-" Vince shrugs. He catches the flash of light off a phone screen as someone checks theirs a half-dozen feet away. He wonders if they're taking a photo of him. Doesn't this guy look like Vincent Shield? Remember, from The Weight of This Crown?
That had been a favorite. He'd played an adult version of one of the Princes of the Tower from the 1480s, a version where they hadn't been murdered but had simply been... kept. His character had gone insane in the tower and taken his brother into madness with him. Whole movie revolved around a murder mystery where there might never have been a body at all. Been some Oscar buzz around that one, though he hadn't won anything for it.
He missed acting. He'd been so damn good at it, he never stopped. But now...
"What?" Jameson frowns, looking more closely at him. "You stopped talking."
"Oh. Sorry. Distracted. Just... you know. I've had all my scars inside my head for so long, it's kind of nice to have some on the outside, ones I can't really hide anymore. I can't lie about them."
"Yeah, you can. 'Oh, I fell down'. There you go."
"No, I mean." Vince groans. "You're an asshole. I mean, I can't pretend I don't have scars at all."
He pauses.
"But... I killed him," He whispers. "I should... I should be marked, by that. Shouldn't I?"
"Don't look at me." Jameson tries to lie down on his back, but his legs won't unbend at the knee, so he just keeps them that way, feet flat on the towel.
"Right, but... you killed people."
"Had to." Jameson goes clipped, tense and snapping each word like a rubber band. "No choice."
"No, I know. I just mean... doesn't it feel like you should look like you've killed someone, once you have?"
Jameson turns his head to look at him, shading his eyes with one hand. "I do look like I killed someone. Actually I sort of look like I died and was brought back to life by a really lazy magician."
"... Never mind. Anyway, what I meant to say is just that I don't mind the scars."
Silence stretches out between them, then. The ocean is a constant rush of in and out, the gentle white noise lulling them both into a sort of doze. The sun beats down, and Vince feels like a cat in a windowsill.
"Do I really look better now?" He asks, breaking the quiet with his own insecurities. "I haven't had a regular stomach without a fucking... near-six-pack since I was... since I... since I was still acting with Owen, when we were kids. Now, I have..." He frowns down at himself, poking his stomach with one hand. "Whatever this is."
"Yeah, you do. Lot better, actually." Jameson snorts. "That is a normal human stomach, Shield. Also, you don't look like you're thinking about jumping off a cliff every fucking second of every fucking day anymore. It's an improvement."
"No, I just-... I mean-"
"Yes, for fuck's sake. You're still hot. I would still happily let you stick your dick in me and brag about bagging someone hot enough to look like a movie star." Jameson rolls his eyes. "Now stop fucking talking."
Vince swallows. "Jameson, are you..."
"Praying to the heavens that you'll shut the fuck up? Yeah, definitely. Actually going to fuck you? Absolutely the fuck not. I've got Allyn. I'm a one-Allyn man. Besides, you could never smack my ass and call me a good boy the way they do."
"... Jesus Christ." Vince feels his face burn, and not from sunlight.
"Exploring consent in sexuality is a normal part of recovery," Jameson says, like someone reciting a script. "Try asking about it in therapy sometime, Shield."
"... oh god no."
"Then shut the fuck up and let me enjoy my fucking beach day, asshole, or I'll tell you about which one of your shirts we used to tie my hands behind my back one time."
Vince takes another drink of water, and tries to pretend the last ten minutes never happened.
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grapejuicegay · 1 year
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phi bbs + nong msp
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lonestarbattleship · 5 months
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An overhead view of the aft deck, looking toward the bow, of USS NEW JERSEY (BB-62) in dry dock while undergoing refitting and reactivation at the Long Beach Naval Shipyard, California.
Photographed in December 1981.
NARA: 6350625
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sillygreenrat · 16 days
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"Oh, your last boat piece? Yeah, I saw it drift down the river in the woods. I've heard if you follow that river, it leads to Barron Bog, never been there myself, but I heard the smells atrocious. That might just be where it swam away to." -Chief Wulf (HE SAID IT! HE REALLY SAID IT! and then when i got there i had to fish for some dumbass fish to get my boat piece back ):<)
meet murphy the marsh croc! a guy who ive had the ref for but ive waited till i felt confident enough to post him. hes my first (only currently) shipwrecked 64/broadside beach oc!
he doesn't have much lore but i plan on working on him a lot i love him.
has an affinity for teasing bucky and walter HATES him for it. kinda gets along well w/ giovanni due to this. olive is also easy to pick on but thats not pictured hear bc she deserves a break from my torment lol. he has a tendancy to stay in his secluded little log cabin in the bog but sometimes he'll trek out through slumber woods to see whats going up in nulla. while him and wulf don't necessarily 'get along' they both have a mutual respect for each other and ask each other for assistance when needed.
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bonefall · 10 months
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if breezepelt ends up stealing fries/chips from someone, will it just be him or Heather and the Boys (tm) as a group? I cant tell which choice is funnier
ACTUALLY it's probably him and Lionblaze, plus another wreckless apprentice. Probably Ripplepaw!
The Beach Episode is going to be a cute little detour where all the apprentices of the Clans just so happen to have their salt-collecting trips synchronize, because extreme coincidences are funny imo
So the full cast of the Beach Episode is this;
THUNDER: Poppypaw, Honeypaw, Cinderpaw, Lionpaw, Jaypaw, Hollypaw, Brightheart, one other adult (probably Birchfall)
SHADOW: Owlpaw, Ivypaw, any other apprentices, Stumptail, Tawnypelt
WIND: Breezepaw, Heatherpaw, Harepaw, Brushblaze, two other adults
RIVER: Ripplepaw, Rainpaw, Willowpaw, Dapplepaw (Including morbid eaten-by-fish joke), Lakepaw, Otterpaw, about 2 or 3 adults
There is a serious reason why the apprentices are all sent btw; All the adults were recently forced to go through a very long journey, and they've decided it's actually important to learn how to travel a long way.
It's not part of the code to teach this skill, but they generally agree it's a good idea for apprentices to go on at least one Salt Patrol before graduation. If not as apprentices, then at least as young warriors.
Plus, apprentices aren't 'missed' like full warriors are. The Clan doesn't RELY on them yet, so you can spare the apprentices to go on a trip and just pick up their chores in the meanwhile. Gathering salt is easy but time consuming, and you need strong necks to carry it all back.
SO it's the perfect time to show apprentices who don't normally hang out interacting! Heatherpaw and the Other Boy™ are probably playing the Clan cat equivalent of Volleyball
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connorjesup · 2 years
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AYAN & AKK in THE ECLIPSE EP7
What did you do to my jacket? What? I washed it. What are you doing? They smell just the same. Are you out of your mind? Of course, they do. They were washed together. But I like it... Your scent.
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sanctaignorantia · 3 months
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Beauty in the details! #2
The Chrysalis Girl
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The inner child
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The tar-cat
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The empty nest
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+The books with a fucking personalized cup with the KJP logo that I really wanted - aaaah!
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