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handonshipper · 2 years
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MG and Ethan
Legacies Seasons 3 and 4
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stelacole · 2 years
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FREE to use edited with (my psd coloring, ask for the link) icons of leo howard as ethan machado on legacies
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snflwricons · 5 months
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lttllovely · 8 months
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MOONLIGHT ON THE RIVER | Ethan Landry x Freeman!Reader
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Summary: You are Amber Freeman’s sibling and a fellow survivor of the 2022 Woodsboro Massacre. Coming to New York, you isolated yourself from everyone, only talking to your close friends. You were shunned and made out to be a serial killer by most in New York, them thinking that you were cut from the same cloth as your sister. But not Ethan. Never Ethan.
Genre: Fluff with some angst. Ethan has a heart, surprisingly. A cold one, at the end of Scream VI, but yeah.
Notes: It's referenced once that the reader is wearing a dress with their Angel costume, but no other gendered terms/clothing are referenced in this. Might write a sequel(s) to this if I feel like it/if demand is high enough. So, if you want this to be continued, let me know. You can even throw me some other ideas/requests for this series/other one-shots and I might write them :)
COMING TO THIS PARTY HAD BEEN A BAD IDEA. The booze was flowing. The apartment was stuffed with so many people that no matter where you turned you were met with a face or pressed against someone else. The rooms were rank with the scents of alcohol and sweat. Everything just screamed “Uncomfortable,” and “Get out,” yet you glumly remained.
Really, you wouldn’t have even gone if it wasn’t for your friends worrying about you. They saw how you only talked to them, never went out to parties, and had generally cocooned yourself from the rest of society. They knew it was because of what happened back in Woodsboro. You had lost so much. Your friends, your sister, everything. But, they wanted you to be happy. To get out there. So, when they begged you to come to this party with them, you said yes.
And at first, the party was fine. Fun, even. You had mostly stuck with Tara, who had progressively gotten very, very drunk. You weren’t one for drinking, however, staying stone-cold sober. You were too paranoid about everything and everyone to let yourself lose focus for a second. And besides, your friends needed someone to bring them back home and nurse them to health.
Hanging with Tara was fun. Freeing, really. You two talked about whatever was on your mind, chatting about the silliest things. You guys complained about sleazeball professors that set deadlines way too early and avidly discussed new A24 releases (including a pointed comment from you about how much Tara looked like one of the leads in A24’s X, which she shook her head at). You made fun of Tara for her obvious crush on Chad; she poked fun at your relationship with Ethan. You told her that there was nothing going on between you two, but she held a knowing smirk that you couldn’t rub off of her face no matter how hard you tried.
But, drinking nothing but water wasn’t great for your bladder. So, you had to leave her to use the restroom. After hearing a brief comment about how she’d “see you soon,” you left. When you returned, however, Tara was gone. It was strange. Tara wouldn’t just leave you like that. Then again, she was shitfaced and might be talking with a literal wall right now.
And she indeed was talking to a wall- well, more like a pole. She was talking to some six-foot mass of curls in a plain white tee—no costume in sight, sadly. His back was turned to you, so you couldn't tell who it was, but Tara seemed to be enjoying the conversation, so you left them be. Besides, you weren’t good at talking with new people. You never were. Plus, you didn’t want to scare off Tara’s new friend.
So, you went to refill your water bottle in the kitchen. Upon doing so, you were eyed by some drunk girls who started giggling. While you couldn’t hear everything they said, the words “murderer,” and “Ghostface,” were enough to shake you. Your head pounded. Everything awful about the party that you had been able to ignore with Tara nearby suddenly was in your face, impossible to avoid. It was all suffocating. You scuttled out of the kitchen, weaving your way through party-goers with several apologies leaving your lips. The girls’ awful, loud cackles followed you, even outside of the party.
This led you to where you are now, sitting on a bench, alone on the balcony. Your feet tap incessantly as you run through a breathing exercise, trying to center yourself. You are nothing like Amber. They don’t know any better. You are fine. Everything is fine. You can breathe.
Suddenly, you hear the door behind you close shut. You sharply turn your head to see Ethan and let out a sigh of relief.
“Hi,” He says. He motions to the bench. “Is it okay if I join you?”
You nod, scooting over. “Yeah, that’s fine,” You reply, your gaze already growing soft and fond. You pat the spot, flashing him a small smile. He returns it with a smile of his own, sitting down next to you.
“What are you doing out here?” You ask, your surprise at seeing him being pretty apparent.
He shrugs, taking a deep breath in. “I needed some air. You?”
You nod. “Yeah, same,”
You two fall into silence. Only the muffled sounds of blaring music and drunken shouts accompany you. But, the silence is comfortable. Neither of you mind it.
Then, Ethan speaks up. “Uh- so, how’s the party been… for you?”
He’s a little awkward with starting the conversation, his eyes not quite meeting yours until after he speaks. You giggle lightly, your eyes crinkling up in a way that makes Ethan’s heart skip a beat. He’s happy to see you with a smile on your face again. He’s even happier to know that it is because of him.
“Well, it’s been… fine,” You reply. He nods, staying quiet. He seems like he wants to hear more, so you continue. “I mean, I got to hang with Tara for most of it. And, it was really nice spending time with her, just us two. It’s been a while since I’ve gotten to be one-on-one with her. Everything feels like a group activity nowadays- which I’m definitely not against. I love it actually. But, it was nice.”
Ethan nods, a smile on his face. “That’s good! That’s really good,”
You shake your head, chuckling. “Yeah, it is.” You agree, “What about you? Has the party scene been treating you well?”
Ethan hesitates, tilting his head. “Uh- it hasn’t been bad,”
Your smile drops. “Oh,” You say, full of concern.
Ethan shakes his head. “Hey, nothing that bad happened. It’s just- Chad tried to get me to flirt with a girl,”
You nod. “Ohhhh, okay. Well, how’d it go?” You ask. While you’d normally cheer him on or hype him up, considering that there isn’t a great ending to this story, you are a lot more restrained with your response than normal.
“Well, she wasn’t interested. She just kind of- shook her head and laughed,”
You still, grimacing. “Shit, I’m sorry,” You apologize.
Ethan shakes his head again. “It’s okay. I don’t think she meant to be mean. Besides, I don’t think anyone’s going to find me very attractive in this,” He says, motioning to his cardboard armor.
You balk at the comment. “Hey! I think your suit is very cool,” You retort, fully meaning it. His suit is cool. It seems handmade yet is super creative and made well. It’s a labor of love.
“You mean it?” Ethan asks softly. He seems surprised, which only hurts you more. What kind of pricks were shitting on his passion projects? This was cool stuff! God, people suck sometimes (a lot of the time, actually, but you were trying to be more positive).
You nod excitedly. “Yeah, I mean, this is cool as hell! You made it yourself, right?” You ask. He nods, confirming your thoughts. “Well, how long did you spend on it?”
“I- uh, I stayed up last night making it,”
You nod, beaming at him. “That’s cool! And honestly, it’s well made too.”
Ethan was practically glowing from your compliments, his smile growing wider.
“Look, if anyone is shitting on your costume, they’re just jealous.” You admit. You turn towards the door where you get a hazy view inside the party. You pat Ethan on the shoulder, getting him to turn the same way. “I mean, look at everyone at this party.” You say, pointing at everyone. “No one put effort into their costumes, not even me. Most people just wore whatever they could find in their closet and are trying to get laid, while you, sir, are an artist.” You say the last line with a chuckle, but with meaning too.
Ethan giggles. “An artist? Now you’re just inflating my ego,” He quips back.
You shrug. “Would that be so bad?” You joke, laughing more. “But I’m being serious. What you’re wearing is cool. No one’s going to care about Jessica’s vampire costume ten years down the line, hell, not even ten days from now. Or mine. But yours is cool. It’ll be something sick to show your kids,”
“Hey, I think your costume is cool!” He refutes. You balk in return, laughing.
“Eth, now you’re just trying to inflate my ego.” You retort. “This is an Angel costume. This dress is from my closet and I had to get the halo and wings from Anika. I didn’t exactly come up with anything groundbreaking here,”
“Well, I think you look beautiful,”
The words leave you speechless. You turn to Ethan, searching his face for any traces of malice, humor, or anything disingenuous. But, there aren’t any. He looks at you with wonder and a gentle fondness that makes your heart ache. His gaze is incredibly gentle, like he thinks that if he looks at you too hard you’ll shatter, yet he can’t tear his gaze from you.
Yours doesn’t leave his either, taking his features in. You haven’t gotten much one-on-one time with Ethan before, always being split apart by a Meeks-Martin or a Carpenter. So, you never get to look at him this close. But, god, he’s beautiful. You’ve always been aware of that, but more so now than ever.
The scenery around you two isn’t anything special, consisting of a few very real (dying) plants strewn around and a few rows of string lights overhead. But, the string lights give Ethan this incandescent glow. Even though you’re the one wearing an Angel costume, he looks like the real deal. A halo forms around his head, and god, okay, maybe Tara has a point. A really good point, actually.
Then, a stray frat guy slams against the door, his alcohol spilling against the door and him with it. Yikes. You both grimace, feeling sorry for him. With bated breath, you two are silent as the guy rushes off. Only after he leaves do you both start awkwardly chuckling.
“And that is why I don’t drink,” You comment, causing Ethan to hiccup with laughter. “Have you drunk at all?”
Ethan hums, shaking his hand back and forth. “Some. Not a lot though. I don’t have a great tolerance.”
You nod, humming. “Fair.”
“How come you don’t drink?” Ethan asks before another hiccup. “Not judging. That’s fine that you don’t. I’m just curious,” He tenses up, fearful that he said the wrong thing.
You chuckle. “You’re fine. I didn’t think you were.” You confirm. He sighs in relief, leaving you awkwardly chuckling. He’s cute. “I mean- I used to. Back in Woodsboro. Not a lot, but I did. But, after… uhm,” You draw out the last word, giving him a pointed look.
“Ohhh,” He murmurs, nodding. Knowing that he understands what you mean, you continue.
“Yeah, that’s why. I’m just… anxious about it happening again. I know that it probably won’t happen all the way out in New York and it’s probably just my own anxiety messing with me at this point, but I just…” You pause for a moment. “I don’t know, I just never want to feel as powerless as I did that night. If it ever happened again, I want to be present. Defend myself and my friends, y’know,” You look to Ethan and he understands, nodding. But, there’s also this strange haze in his eyes. It’s only there for a moment, passing almost as quickly as you see it, but you swiftly forget it. It’s probably the alcohol affecting him.
“No, that- that makes sense,” He responds, swallowing thickly. His gaze leaves yours for a moment, flicking toward the vast jungles of New York. Then it returns to you. “Is that uhm, night, also why you’re out here?”
You pause, sucking a breath in. It makes sense that he saw through your fake excuse for coming out here. Hell, he probably saw you leave the party suddenly and followed you (because he cares, a distant voice in your head says). So, you nod. “Yeah,” You glumly admit. “I- uh, right before I came out here, when I wasn’t with Tara anymore, these girls were… saying things about me.”
Ethan hums, looking at you with wide doe eyes. “I couldn’t hear much of what they said, but words like “Ghostface,” and “murderer,” weren’t exactly markers of anything positive,” You continue. You chuckle darkly, but Ethan can tell that you’re still hurt by those words. They’re fresh wounds.
“I’m sorry,” He apologizes.
You shake your head. “Don’t apologize. It’s not like it’s your fault,” You joke dryly, but you’re a lot less lively than earlier. You’re more dead, stewing in your anxiety again. You play with your hands, rubbing circles into them repetitively.
“Look, those girls don’t know what they’re talking about.” He pipes up. His conviction is so strong that you tear your gaze from your hands, returning it to him. “They’re just going off of Reddit theories. They don’t know you,” He leans in slightly, his voice falling to a near whisper yet remaining powerful. “They don’t deserve to,”
You’re taken off-guard by the possessiveness in his voice, by how sure of himself he is now. This isn’t how Ethan normally is. But, his words are sweet, and assure you that you aren’t anything like Amber. For once, the stupid voices in your head trying to convince you that maybe those Reddit theorists have a point quiet. It’s just you and Ethan, and everything is peaceful. You can breathe, finally.
You smile at him. It’s a genuine, soft smile, speaking volumes for how grateful you are for him. Not just for him being here tonight, but for everything. For being so sweet. So kind.
Then, the moment is suddenly interrupted by Anika storming onto the balcony. Shoving the door open, she grimaces at intruding on the romantic scene but continues. “Sorry to break you guys up, but Tara’s in trouble,”
While at first annoyed by the intrusion, you perk to attention at the mention of Tara. “What? Shit, what happened to Tara?” You ask, worried. You know Anika wouldn’t get you guys if it wasn’t something serious.
“It’s Frankie,” Anika explains, your heart dropping. Shit, you shouldn’t have left her alone at this party. If you had known she was talking to Frankie, there was no way you would have left her alone with him. That guy was a serial creep and freak. You quickly thank Anika before exiting the balcony, pushing through the drunken crowd. Ethan tails you, with Anika following behind.
“He’s taking her up the stairs!” Anika yells. Once you three reach the stairs, that’s when you get a front-row view of the night going from 0 to 100 in terms of batshit craziness. One second, Chad is talking to a handsy Frankie dragging Tara up the stairs, the next, Chad is fighting him, then Sam is tasing Frankie in the balls.
You gape at the sight, seeing Frankie finally get the beating he deserves. Looking at Ethan, you awkwardly chuckle while he grimaces, almost feeling bad for the guy. Almost. Grabbing Ethan by the hand, you drag him away from the scene of the crime. And, if he’s struck silent for damn near the rest of the night because of you holding his hand and not the preceding events, that is only for him to know.
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findmysamurai · 9 months
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くそっ damn... men
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lesmiserabelles · 28 days
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cable street, southwark playhouse - 24 February 2024, evening (previews) Joshua Ginsberg (Sammy Scheinberg), Danny Colligan (Ron Williams), Sha Dessi (Mairaid Kenny), Debbie Chazen (Kathleen Kenny), Jade Johnson (Rosa Scheinberg), Aoife Mac Namara (Orlaith Kenny/Violin), Ethan Pascal Peters (Moishe Scheinberg), Sophia Ragavelas (Edie Williams), Max Alexander-Taylor (Sean Kelly), Sarah Leatherbarrow (Rachel Scheinberg), Jez Unwin (Yitzhak Scheinberg)
since it's been stuck in my head, sharing the opening number of new musical cable street, feat. a couple of former les mis cast members for those who are interested in such things
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redwritr · 9 months
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Mac Callander
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"Thought I'd end up with Dalton, but he wasn't a match.
Wrote some songs about Ethan, now I listen and laugh.
Even almost got married, and for Pete I'm so thankful.
Wish I could say "thank you" to Malcolm, 'cause he was an angel."
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lovesick-level-up · 11 months
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Light Purple Lovecore Ethan + Silver Headers
❄️ anon requested: can i request a trainer ethan and rival silver tumblr banner with themes of lovecore? a light purple color theme, if possible,,
feel free to use with credit, but don't claim as your own! like/reblog if you save or enjoy!
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orionsgalaxy · 5 months
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About to start sharing some of my old YouTube videos and working in some of the newer ones when I go to upload them, but here is to the start plus the full Life is Strange: True Colors playlist. also please keep in mind my older videos I use my deadname, I only wish to be called Orion or Ori, you'll be blocked if you call me my deadname.
NOTE: This YouTube series is currently on pause as my PS4 which I was recording it on recently died on me, It will be back up once I can either afford to re-buy the game on PC or I can afford a PS5.
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middlefletcher · 2 years
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Everything somehow felt even more shit than it had the day before. Or maybe that was just because Cal screwing up at quidditch—because that was what had happened today—made everything feel even more tenuous than before. Like an unneeded reminder that things could fall apart again and Ian would be useless to fix them only now Mac was also in worse trouble than before. One thing Ian was not useless at, though—the one thing he’d always been good for—was listening. Ian had ushered the kids outside once they got back from Cal’s match with worried, upset faces and explained to Ian what happened, how Cal had totally missed both the snitch and the opposing seeker chasing after it until he was way too late to catch up, and how he’d also taken a bludger while trying to catch up anyways. Best to let Cal have some space in the house, he figured, and sure enough Cal had gone straight to his room when he finally got home. Ian let him be, and he made sure Patty kept her distance as well. But he’d listened. To Patty in her room, making sure she stayed there. To the kids on their brooms. To the silence from Cal’s room. And then, to the sound of footsteps coming up to the house. Ian sat up from where he was pretending to read against the side of the house. The last thing they needed was some random bloke showing up today. So he rushed inside to the front door and pulled it open just in time to see a bloke holding something on the front stoop. Only this was not the sort of bloke he was expecting. The bloke was younger than what typically went for Patty, for one. A lot cleaner. Ian studied him for a few seconds before it hit him: this wasn’t a Patty bloke. This was Cal’s bloke. He tilted his head sideways, regarding the bloke, trying to figure out what to do about the fact he was on their doorstep. Ian thought about what he’d heard two nights ago, before he put the earplugs in. He also thought about Cal and Mac’s conversation the next morning. About Cal’s worries, and how Mac encouraged him to push past them, because he wasn’t Patty. Ian believed that too. And then he thought about how, when Ian felt like everything was falling apart, he’d wanted to see Ethan, and doing so made him feel better (even if it left him with a new sort of confusion). With all that in mind, the answer seemed clear. “Cal’s in his room,” Ian said without introduction or preamble. “Everyone else is outside, so if you’re quick you can get in there without anyone spotting you,” he said, stepping out of the way of the front door so the bloke could go in. Assuming that’s what he was here for. 
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handonshipper · 2 years
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MG and Ethan
Legacies 4x17
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simptasia · 8 months
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That's such a great image thank you like ben getting told he has to fill a cup with his own sperm or fuck it not even be told at all just doing it the after book club or something in front of everyone just plopping this container full of Sperm in front of Juliet with the coldest deadest eyes and being like "you needed this?". It would be even funnier if he didn't get told to do that, but his thought process was literally just she is a medical professional, she might need to examine it for specific purposes lets fill a random container with our sperm for her to drink- I mean examine for the good of the island.
(But YES DGEYUDH Absolutely Desmond's electromagnetic cum for sure gave Charlie the ability to see flashes of the future for like a day, but it wasn't anything like seeing Hurley dying after stepping on one of Rousseau's old traps or anything cool it was probably the most boring ass flashes seeing Jack sort medical supplies or Rose and Bernard talk about dentistry for five whole minutes, he's probably always ask Des to pull out after that there is only so much seeing Baby Aaron play with a blanket five minutes into the future a man can take)
yeah thats a reasonable thing to do, ben
he's touching himself for the good of the island so it's not self-indulgent or weak, yes (i think ben avoids touching himself as much as possible, for reasons that make sense to him)
anyways thanks juliet for letting us know that every ball having dude on that island is utterly riddled with sperm. no, really, it ties into the fertility goddess vibes i've picked up from the island
its just a fucking shame this happens on the Pregnancy Kills You island. like, the island must be so pissed off about the incident for that. the girl has fucking goals for this to be a baby paradise and y'all are ruining it with your damn hydrogen bombs!
and i knooow these people are fucking without protection so it's honestly amazing that sawyer didn't get kate pregnant, wow
anyways
ben: thought you might need this for your tests :)
sample cup: [contains creme de la creme ala linus]
juliet: (Hello Darkness My Old Friend)
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cankersaurus · 2 months
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prismravine · 2 months
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1. finch - what it is to burn
2. spanish love songs - concrete
3. nikola sarcevic - vila rada
4. shiny toy guns - don’t cry out
5. rainbow kitten surprise - lady lie
6. moose blood - gum
7. taking back sunday - you’re so last summer
8. ethan tasch, felly - gps
9. lil peep - ghost boy
10. the kid laroi, justin bieber - stay
11. jimmy eat world - futures
12. fleetwood mac - bleed to love her
13. linkin park - from the inside
14. current joys - kids
15. basement - covet
16. alex g offline - i wait for you
17. kings of leon - cold desert
18. have mercy - lean
19. the verve pipe - the freshmen
20. movements - kept
21. scarlet house - sunset storm
22. real friends - me first
23. the goo goo dolls - stay with you
24. R.E.M. - the one i love
25. rainbow kitten surprise - cold love
26. living legends - never fallin’
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linuxgamenews · 1 year
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Marble It Up! now has a native build available
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Marble It Up! rolling platformer game launches a Linux build in the Beta Branch with Mac and Windows PC. Thanks to Ethan Lee, developers Blueteak, The Engine Company, Shapes and Lines, and Arcturus Interactive. Available now via Steam. Marble It Up! is the next-generation marble roller game. Also a spiritual successor to the Marble Madness and Marble Blast series. This high-speed platformer harnesses the pure thrill and joy of marble racing action. Which is now available on Linux and Steam Deck, thanks to a statement from Ethan Lee.
The native version is now available in the MIU Ultra beta branch; be sure to force SteamLinuxRuntime if running on a Deck!
Marble It Up! development is using Unity 3D. So simply select Beta from the Beta Branch and download the Linux build. That's all it takes. Also note, controller support integrates nicely. Marble It Up! is the joyful, bouncing marble game you’ve been waiting for. Jump, boost, and roll through 50 awesome levels of kinetic platforming puzzles. Doing so with custom-built marble physics, and racing the clock past moving platforms. There is also icy terrain, gravity-bending surfaces, and more. Grab power-ups to launch into the air, slow time, and glide to the finish line. Doing so within mind-bending psychedelic worlds. Due to discover secret collectibles and unlocking stunning new marbles.
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Watch and compete against the ghosts of your own best times. Plus those of friends and the world’s top players on the online leaderboards. Due to Marble It Up!’s dynamic replay system. Your wits and reflexes will be tested in a rewarding experience running nicely on Linux in vibrant 60 fps color. Marble It Up! arrives on Steam with a robust level editor. So players can create, share and play their own incredible marble maps with the world through Steam Workshop. Standout creations may even be featured in the game’s best of the best curated community map chapter. Marble It Up! is the work of several indie studios. Which is spearheaded by Bad Habit Productions and developed by The Engine Company, Alvios, Arcturus Interactive, and Shapes and Lines. The team unites talent and experience from titles like Starsiege: Tribes, Tribes II, Marble Blast Gold, and Marble Blast Ultra. Not to mention the Torque Game Engine, Social City, QuiVr, Disney City Girl, and more. Marble It Up! rolling platformer game is available on Steam. Priced at $19.99 USD / £15.49 / 16,79€. While offering support for Linux and Steam Deck beside Mac and Windows PC.
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