#i know we have some keyboard/piano players but who

[alalumin]

Who's phantom of the operaing in this dorm

#i know we have some keyboard/piano players but who #stavro has a thought #btw the people playing hellfire in uni last time were part of a drag show #which was cool

[askganon]

Your Majesty, I have been wondering about this question for a long time and now I finally have the courage to ask!! I hope you don't find this too tedious though. As someone who grew up with dedicated musical training, I was flattered to see someone who was able to play an instrument well in your universe.

So far, all we know is that you are able to play the organ, and even play it masterfully. (As someone who plays piano you have my utmost respect for playing 2+ sets of keyboard so well). It looked to me that you actually had decent musical training unlike some wild kid picking up a lyre/flute midway through their adventure. So I wonder, did you pick up the instrument by yourself out of interest, or were you forced to take music classes as, idk, a part of training for elegance as a royalty?

Furthermore, would you say that you liked playing the organ? Would you like to learn more instruments if you have the time? Or would you rather spend more time devising a plan to conquer Hyrule?

(PS 10,000 years without touching a single key do play a toll on the interest though...)

Thanks for reading anyways! It has been an honor to be able to as you this.

--- Random pianist who popped up to say hi

I would begin by informing you that your praise has been accepted. I find flattery to be a weak tactic, pathetically hiding some form of agenda from one the user deems too prideful to have wit.

Yet I feel so sense of flattery here, so I shall listen to your questions, and answer to the best of my ability.

First, the organ is a Hylian construct. The instruments we Gerudo design are made to be light, movable, and adaptable. They are primarily used in celebration, with winds and drums and a few strings.

The players can carry them anywhere they need, without taking too much space in their packs, nor weighing them down. In the desert, too much weight can kill you, so it is important that your tools are not your undoing.

The organ is the complete opposite of Gerudo thinking. It is entirely Hylian. The player cannot bring the music to the audience, the audience must come to the player.

When I discovered this instrument, I despised it at first. It was bulky, stationary, and required far too many delicate parts to ever be practical.

And then I heard its voice.

So much power, so much emotion, so much hatred could be exuded from its many throats. I could not let the Hylians use such a deep and powerful tool for their flighty tunes and meager melodies.

The organ was not meant to whisper, it needed to roar.

I knew how to play the instruments of my people, as I learned the majority of out skills as King. However, of all the sounds I have uttered through the instruments, nothing likened itself to me more than the bellow of the organ.

I suppose, if I had time to learn more instruments, the double bass would be next on my list.

#Ganondorf #Legend of Zelda

[thislovintime]

"Circle Sky"

“I wanted to explore the power trio of us. In a strange way, we were actually pretty good. Micky was a real garage-band drummer. I was a real scream-and-shout guitar player and Peter was a very precise player. He could play interesting lines and fills on the bass. The power trio that existed between us was seldom explored.” - Michael Nesmith on "Circle Sky" (the Head sequence was filmed on May 17, 1968), Rolling Stone, August 23, 2016 "[Michael] caught the episode of Friends and he said, ‘Gee, that sounds like us playing the theme song there,’ and then his — he started to think about some old Monkees songs, and his girlfriend said, ‘Well, who’s playing bass on that cut there?’ He said, ‘Well, Peter.’ 'Did he write that part?’ ‘Yeah.’ Well, so his girlfriend liked my work and he said, ‘Maybe we should…’ And at that time, he was developing a thing for ZZ Top and he wanted to play guitar like that, sound like that on guitar, and we were the vehicle for it, so we joined, got together and we made a record called Justus." - Peter Tork, GOLD 104.5, 1999 Q: "What led Michael Nesmith to rejoin The Monkees in 1996 for the Justus album?" Peter Tork: "Mike had become boyfriend/girlfriend with this woman who listened to a cut of 'Circle Sky' [written by Nesmith, it appeared on the Head soundtrack in December 1968]. She listened and exclaimed, 'Who is playing bass on that?' Michael said, 'Well, Peter.'  She quickly replied, 'Well, who wrote the part?' And he responded, 'Well, Peter.' Soon he was sort of enjoying what we had done before. He thought, God, these guys are pretty good. So he invited Micky and me, and we took over a rehearsal hall. The three of us banged away for a couple of hours, and danged if we didn’t sound just exactly the same as we did when we left off nearly 30 years previously. And next thing we knew, Michael wanted to be back in the band for a little while. Michael is very much into, What’s the best you can get right now? He is kind of aggressive about getting the best studio, the best equipment, and the best approach to sound.  So we produced and recorded the Justus album on tape and transferred it to digital afterwards in an effort to keep it as warm as possible. I’m not so interested in the sound per se. If we had made it all digital, I couldn’t have told the difference myself. All I know is I hear the energy of the band. What’s interesting is for us to play together and make a record as best we know how.  I played all the bass parts on Justus, Michael played all the guitar parts, Micky played all the drums, and Davy played tambourine and some acoustic guitar. If you hear keyboards or piano on a track, that’s me, too. I would play one instrument and then overdub the other.  There are a couple of things I would have done differently, but all in all, I think it stands up pretty well. So there’s the Justus album for you.  Mike joined us in the UK for our 30th anniversary tour in 1997. I enjoyed that tour very much; it was a good time. Nevertheless, Mike never said anything to me when he decided to leave the band after the ’97 European tour, and I still don’t know why he left." - Pop Culture Examiner, November 24, 2011

#Peter Tork #Michael Nesmith #Micky Dolenz #Davy Jones #Circle Sky #The Monkees #Monkees #Head (1968) #1968 #60s Tork #Tork quotes #can you queue it #CircleSky55

[kxvbzs]

Inazuma Eleven Bad Boy Band AU (both OG and AresOri)

So I wanted to make a rock boy band (technically we do have one B4 from OG) BUT I WANTED TO INCLUDE Haizaki, Hiroto and Atsuya into the band so, I was like, ok, what if I mix both B4 and the three of them?

Now that's a lot of members for a band but like, hear me out. It CAN work out okay?

This would be their roles:

Tsunami as their main singer! The reason why I made Tsunami as their main singer is probably due to personality wise, I think he just suits it. Also voice wise, I think he can go absolutely crazy with it.

Next, Fudou as a guitarist and back-up vocals! He's definitely a guitarist, I can't see him play any other instruments but guitar. He likely started out with acoustic guitar then later on switched to electric guitar. He sometimes plays as the rhythm guitarist but other times would be lead depending on the song.

Haizaki is also a guitarist and back-up vocals! So, both Fudou and Haizaki will take turns who play rhythm and who plays lead. Whoever from the two plays rhythm will be the back-up vocal for Tsunami! (This makes it fair because rhythm is easier than lead.)

Okay, next up, Someoka as the drummer! I think he would go balls on drums, I dunno. He looks like the type to go unhinged with the drums especially if the song goes really hardcore.

Tobitaka as the keyboardist and very occassionally back-up vocals! I have a headcanon that he used to play piano at some point (has a keyboard than a piano at home because pianos are expensive asf) but got bored of playing classical so he learned other songs and were into that instead.

Hiroto as the bassist! Okay, you might think that he's probably a guitarist, yeah, I did too. But look, imagine first year middle school Hiroto wanting to get an electric guitar but saw a video of someone absolutely SHREDDING on the bass with crazy pop and slap, he then changed his mind and decided to learn bass so he can slap and pop to his heart content.

Lastly, Atsuya as the synthesizer player and I forgot to mention, sometimes he does back-up vocals! Okay, Kai, what the heck is the difference between keyboard and synthesizer? For that, it is best to watch a video on the difference because they are in fact, very much different. Okay, so, how is Atsuya the synth player here? Similar to Tobitaka, he probably learned the piano when he was younger but hated it because it's boring. So when he found out what a synthesizer was, he decided to get that and learn it, making his own sounds and songs from it. Also recreating some instrumental he likes. (I hc he likes EDM.)

So, with all these information combined, who's the song/lyric-writer? Okay, crazy shit here but it's Nagumo! He's probably a soundcloud rapper or something but enjoys writing songs and lyrics for fun (and can think of it on spot because you know, freestyle rapping.) He definitely helps the band's instrument arrangements and lyrics to an extent so, sometimes in their songs, you can see they credited Nagumo there. (Nagumo and Suzuno definitely are a duo lol but Suzuno is a vocalist instead.)

Okay last, Nishikage as their band manager! I think he suits it the most? Probably the most responsible deliquent from all of them so, it makes sense for them to have him as their manager.

Would this end up as a Idol/Band AU for the whole cast, MAYBE! Will I write a fanfic about this? ALSO MAYBE.

I brainrotted too hard for this lmfao kms. Also, I don't know what their band name would be this time but maybe something like Øverdxse is cool :P

Also, their songs would definitely mainly be metal or punk rock! But occassionally they might do some alternative rock, pop rock and synth or keyboard heavy rock songs (ballad rock even!)

This whole thing is inspired. I took inspiration from a K-rock band, Xdinary Heroes. Please listen to them, their songs suit this band so bad, you don't understand...

Anyways, THANKS FOR READING MY RAMBLING THIS FAR!!!! YOU'RE CRAZY IF YOU DID BUT THANK YOU SO MUCH ^^

#inazuma eleven ares #inazuma eleven orion #inazuma eleven #inazuma 11 #ina11 #inazuma eleven orion no kokuin #band au #bad boys #tsunami jousuke #someoka ryuugo #tobitaka seiya #fudou akio #haizaki ryouhei #kira hiroto #fubuki atsuya #nagumo haruya #nishikage seiya #they are cute #i like bad boys if you cannot tell #music #inazuma eleven OG #hiroto kira #ryouhei haizaki #akio fudou #atsuya fubuki #haruya nagumo #seiya nishikage #jousuke tsunami #ryuugo someoka #seiya tobitaka

[spontaneousglitterbees]

It's been mentioned that Kokichi has some phantom pains and he has clear mobility issues (love that btw as someone who uses a cane), so I was curious how the rest of the class is doing in that regard. Does Kaito ever struggle to breathe or have coughing fits? Do Rantaro and Angie get migraines?

[Talent Acquisition Pilot Program AU Masterpost]

This one. This one got away from me.

tl;dr: Absolutely, Anon, we are on very similar pages! This ask really got me thinking about how the whole TAPP!cast is doing fresh out of the Killing Game. Every student in Class 79 is going through something, about now, be it physical or mental; in fact, it’s usually both.

Also: for sure, I want to try and be relatively true-to-life with their struggles, especially Kokichi’s. I write from personal experience living with chronic pain, but haven’t used a cane before. Apologies if I miss the mark at any point.

Obligatory disclaimer: I am not a healthcare professional of any kind and the AU’s premise is largely sci-fi, so there may be inaccuracies. That said, I am fascinated with biomechanics and always looking to learn, so I’m trying to keep things at least semi-plausible.

Full spoilers for Danganronpa V3 (and some for the end of SDR2) ahead!

Very Long Loredump (~6.2k words) under the cut:

HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN?

Everyone is traumatized. That much is obvious, sure, but the Talent Acquisition Pilot Program (TAPP) is a virtual reality simulator based on the bones of the Neo World Program (NWP). In much the way SDR2’s NWP is purported to replicate death in the simulation in the players’ real bodies, the TAPP simulation is built to alter the brain chemistry of its participants. TAPP builds muscle memory and ‘burns’ new neural pathways to a participant’s Default Mode Network (DMN), a collective term for parts of the brain responsible for letting us “autopilot” common tasks like riding a bike or typing on a keyboard. The V3 cast’s experiences in the simulation impact their real bodies in a very literal sense to ‘speedrun’ them through orientation at Hope’s Peak and mainstream them in the curriculum as quickly as possible so its researchers can start collecting useful data on the merits of HPA for investors.

The problem is, nobody programming TAPP anticipated they would start killing each other.

Class 79 were the first human test subjects for the program with zero peer review or board approval, of course, because HPA is morally dubious and can pass off “dude, trust me” as genuine credentials to several world governments. Even if this massive oversight was not noticed until after the fact, V1 of TAPP did at least include one quasi-safety feature: if any player became “significantly injured”, that player would be ejected from the simulation. Everyone else would be locked in the simulation (in case one of them was involved and tried to evade consequences) until an administrator could come and manually assess the situation. In theory, the physically-unharmed student could rejoin the simulation once the conflict was resolved.

But TAPP was built to write data to the brain. It was not built to identify what data it’s actually writing, and cannot differentiate between playing the piano and getting smashed in a hydraulic press. Data is data.

It does not help that Team Danganronpa (the group of Reserve Course kids, including Tsumugi) are foolish teenagers entirely unaware of this, assuming that “none of it is real, so none of it will actually matter! we’re just scaring them!” While skimming through the code and thoroughly Knowing Not What They Do, they manage to remove any defined cap for what constitutes ‘significant injury’ before player ejection. The only flag that can set it off is a lack of any other player flags. Virtual death.

This is where Rantaro earns the title of “Ultimate Survivor”. The shotput ball put him down too quickly for the damage to be fully reflected in his physical body, so he managed to get ejected with post-concussive symptoms, short-term memory issues, and persistent migraines instead of fully dying. Were his method of death much slower, he’d likely have been screwed (and wouldn’t have Komaeda’s luck cycle to save him).

Time scales differently in TAPP than in the physical world; while Rantaro’s been at the virtual Academy for several days, the students have been strapped in their pods for a few hours at most. Between the Responsible Older Sibling Energy seared over the person he may have been before and an extant knack for escape room puzzles, Amami is The Man with the skills and motivation to call in backup.

It’s a good thing he did, too! Their “observer”, having tired of watching a bunch of students play the piano and run around outside, only figures out something has gone horribly wrong the moment Rantaro practically busts down the door. The next tense hour-plus is spent doing damage control and imposing limits on the code of the simulation to prevent TAPP from letting the students actually die. Unfortunately, the TDR kids and their takeover took a sizeable chunk out of the spaghetti code holding the whole thing together in their haste. TDR, with proposed talents like Ultimate Cosplayer on their side, are primarily concerned with artistry and are only competent-enough programmers. As a result, there is no obvious way to manually override the lock completely and just let the students out without significant defragging, even as TDR members are still actively messing with the code, and who knows how long that will take. (About 6-ish chapters)

Instead, for now, they’ll have to settle for putting as many programming-adjacent talents as possible on the case and exploit a loophole that panicking overseer managed to write: if the remaining students are systematically ejected, the program will bypass the lock and let them out. During the rescue operation, the main objective is first to minimize the physical damage TAPP can inflict by lowering the tolerance required to eject the students (which is easier said than done) and by dampening its neural-carving functions, then to get everyone left out of there.

It is a very good thing they sprung into action as quickly as they did, as it doesn’t take long for Kaede to arrive.

KAEDE

The first thing Kaede notices coming out of the simulation is that she can’t hum the notes to get back on-pitch after the worst rendition of Der Flohwalzer she has ever heard. The second thing she notices, because it is far easier to be angry about something trivial than face the slow-dawning realization you are having, is that she can only barely speak. It hurts.

I think Kaede learns to sign early on, but still finds herself trying to speak aloud anyway since she’s so used to having her hands busy already playing piano. Shuichi often reminds her to take it easy, treat it like a vocal rest, and steadily she begins to improve. She is as exuberant as ever, with determination fitting of our protagonist. Kaede is the Class 79 representative, though with his renewed confidence Shuichi often accompanies her. Not only are they best friends (though it is strange, at first, to see her alive after spending so long grieving. Kaede last saw him, like, yesterday.) and Kaede will inevitably tell Shuichi all about the meeting anyway so why not cut out the middle man,  but Shuichi initially came specifically to speak at meetings so Kaede wouldn’t strain her voice. She is immensely proud.

RANTARO (PT. 2)

Rantaro doesn’t hold the shotput ball against her; desperate times, and all. It made sense her proactive attitude would make her first to act for the ‘greater good’. She aimed to end the whole thing, not just comply. Even if she swung and missed, he (an older brother with faint recollections of failing to protect the people depending on him and guilt knowing he doesn’t have the stomach to take a victim and thus will be failing people in need of protection again) can’t fault her for swinging. She is confused when he asks her how she launched the ball that hard, though. Odd.

TENKO

Tenko has neck pain issues like Kaede, but hers are more acute. The seesaw effect was heinous but relatively precise; as the magnum opus of TDR’s homebrewed serial killer, they un/fortunately made him pretty good at it when he has a plan. Tenko has some of the least devastating lingering physical injuries of the class. Given the severity of her classmates’ injuries, though, that still leaves her with minor vocal strain, susceptibility to sore throats, and severe neck pain, among other things.

A lot of Tenko’s lingering trauma is mental: she isn’t quite as willing to immediately throw herself into the fray to help her friends, and certainly doesn’t want to leave her back exposed (a tendency she shares with Kokichi, of all people). While it did numbers on her perception of men again for a while, hearing about the trial left her with a lot to reconcile. In a ‘cool-motive-still-murder’ way, she does not forgive Kiyo (nor is she obligated to) but doesn’t hate him as much as she expected, either. Processing the idea that a girl could be horribly abusive, especially to a guy, and catalyze a cycle of violence… gets to her. She’s more wrapped up in the tragedy of the entire situation than the righteous indignation that’d fueled her for so long. Everybody lost that day.

She’s pleasantly surprised to see Himiko trying to lift her spirits now. Those two have a lot to talk about and boundaries to set, yes, but Tenko is still touched Himiko took her words to heart and seems to be benefiting from it.

ANGIE

Angie had bit more complicated situation than Tenko, getting KO’d before the fatal blow. Her migraines come on more often than Rantaro’s with high light, which is a special kind of awful for the SHSL Artist, but they’re generally closer to a dull ache. Once she gets going on a project she sets out to grin and bear it; Tenko and Himiko often check up on her. She does her best to stay just as upbeat as in the simulation, and if anything it seems more genuine now. She can actually relax, rather than mind-game her way to relative (unsteady) peace under duress.

(Angie is really interesting to me for many adjacent reasons to Kokichi, since they’re both willing to get morally gray and manipulative if it’ll keep everyone from killing each other. Angie-Kokichi compare contrast essay when?)

She hasn’t “forgiven” Kiyo either, but isn’t hostile while she evaluates whether or not his conviction in getting help and being better is genuine. She was pretty heavily affected by TDR’s “character rewrites” as well, after all, and empathizes with the feeling you’ve been used as a glorified dress-up doll. To some unknowable extent, she is a different person now, and it is frightening.

She’s trying to step back and re-analyze her sense of spirituality, particularly how it relates to her art. It’s existentially harrowing, having been made to toe the line between faith and fronting to either get people to either listen to her or not see her as a threat. She’s not even positive “Kami-sama” (not going with the localization here, my understanding is the Japanese version was deliberately more generic and at least a bit less disrespectful towards real people and their beliefs) is the same deity she’d believed in before TAPP, but it’s difficult to try and reconnect with your roots when none of you have any information on your previous lives.

They do, at least, have a resident anthropologist that might have a clue how to even start looking.

Hah. They sure do, huh.

I think Angie is the type to nominally forgive and never, ever forget. She holds the kind of grudge that lives beyond logic as all the compartmentalized emotions you don’t want to admit you have. A grudge that co-exists with an active desire to move on and seeps into her art.

KOREKIYO

Kiyo got burned.

Alive.

Also dead, somehow, an extension of the Ultimate Placebo Effect we have going on in the simulation; Kiyo was so certain ghosts were real and he’d be one that, through earnest conviction, the simulation made it so. I think this is how Komaeda’s luck works in SDR2 as well; the original Neo World Program was developed for therapy, and in doing so assesses whether or not it would be completely devastating (do more harm than good) to actively disprove something about the patient’s worldview at that time and adapts the environment accordingly. Hence you get a reality-warping luck cycle and ghosts are Definitely Real. Is either true in the outside world? No idea! Komaru talks to a ghost in UDG, once, but considering it’s unclear if Kiyo’s sister was ever a living person to begin with there are bigger fish to fry.

Or not. He’s pretty damn-well aware much that hurts. Or at least being boiled and seasoned does. Going by that kind of simulator-logic, I think in a technical sense it was the salt that killed him, not the torture. There’s probably something to unpack there I haven’t fully explored yet.

Rumors start going around campus that Kiyo is a vampire. It makes enough sense for watercooler gossip, the mask covering up fangs and an aversion to lingering out in the sun; Class 79 knows it’s actually because sunburn, for him, is a new brand of Unfun. He prefers to hole up in the library or his lab anyway, so it could be worse. He’s honestly kind of into becoming a school cryptid. It helps transition him from “avoiding my classmates and other people because they hate me, i also hate me, and we are all correct to do so. i am an extension of her so it does not matter what i want” towards “i am not my past, i cannot make up for what ive done but i can move forward and be better, i am forging a new self and it is mine this time and it always should have been”.

(Kokichi is particularly proud of having kickstarted the cryptid thing. Of course Shinguji would love to watch the evolution of new local lore in real time! Now he doesn’t mope in the corner half as much. He’s still in the corner, granted, but its probably reading while Rantaro sits next to him on his phone instead of moping!)

Kiyo’s also in therapy now. They all have therapy scheduled into their school weeks, but Kiyo has a session besides. Fabrication or not, everyone’s backstories are functionally now ‘real’ and need to be dealt with. Kiyo, Maki, and Kokichi got hit particularly hard on that front. Those scars run deep, but are starting to heal.

Of the students with whole-body injuries, Kiyo probably has the most manageable physical symptoms at this stage. He has to have long sleeves and generally keep as covered as he can so that he can subdue the part of his mind that expects the skin is still raw and flaking (it isn’t, but phantom sensations suck). Overheating pushes him toward a panic state like the end of his trial, which doesn’t exactly gel with the first point, but he’s working on it. Rantaro and Kokichi, occasionally Shuichi, tend to notice and start to defuse the situation. Part of me wonders if he’d have a black lace parasol on sunny days to lean in to the ‘mystery’ around him, plus for the sheer Aesthetic of it.

KIRUMI

Speaking of full-body injuries: Kirumi. She has similar ‘got-to-keep-covered’ issues to Kiyo, particularly wearing heavier work gloves now just to minimize any potential for cuts (and, in the back of her mind, ropeburn). Breaking several bones on impact was rough, though fast enough that she’s had remarkable improvement in a relatively short period of time. She started out on crutches, which made it difficult for her to keep up with her workaholic inclinations, but unlike some of the other students she has at least an idea of “when to quit” as not to make things worse. She’s still genuinely lost some bone density resulting from her treatment and coping methods, finding that she really does need to lean on her friends on occasion, but she is still resolute she is a care-giver, damn it. On both physical and mental fronts she’s dealing with reclaiming her agency and independence.

Kirumi is one of the few, with Maki, whose talent courses actively discourage the kinds of behavior they need for personal growth and mental health maintenance. Kirumi is still reconciling her “rewrite”, the encoded passivity in her and clash of her “selfless devotion” against her own will to live and thrive, a nightmarish reminder that You Are Not Your Own. The “Ultimate” maid needs to be agreeable, to follow orders, and hasn’t the tampering just improved her proficiency at her craft? Why be so upset? Never mind having to reconstruct her proper ability to tell people “no”, having to re-learn it’s okay to do things for yourself; according to her programmed instinct, her classes, those very things are antithetical to her talent. And everything relies on that talent, doesn’t it?

Kirumi and Kokichi are the two in Class 79 who were discharged with mobility devices that got students in the other classes… more than mildly concerned about what the hell happened to all of these freshmen (well, first year at HPA anyway), but luckily for HPA administration they’re also probably the two people least likely to offer details.

THE RIBS

There are enough students who have chest pain and associated issues that they made a club about it. It started out as Miu, Ryoma, and Kaito all independently concluding there was no way in hell they were making it through a mile run and sitting on the bleachers. Once they’d had an opportunity to gather themselves again, they do as teens are wont to do and started talking to each other. Hypoxia is an oddly effective experience to bond over. They call themselves the RIBs, standing for “Respiratory-Issue Beleaguered” (students), mostly because it made Miu laugh and for as irritating as the sound could be they’d missed it.

Kaede, Tenko, Gonta, and Kokichi also stop by from time-to-time, meaning precisely half of the 14 active Class 79 students revolving-door through this unofficial student group. HPA took notice. Class 79 has its own gym class, now, taking into account the state of everyone. One could argue that should have been the case from the onset. They would be correct.

RYOMA

Ryoma is fairly elusive. He generally keeps to himself and remains a Fairly Chill Guy with a cool temperament everyone wants to emulate (he doesn’t see what they see in him) and some Complicated Feelings now knowing he hasn’t killed anyone in the certified Real World and, by logic, should not have to have the memories of a hardened prisoner. He still does.  The persistent rasp in his voice now surprises nobody, but it took a few days for everyone in the class to stop flinching a little hearing it. He frequently hangs out in the animal shed with Gonta, Gundham, and Peko to take care of the cats.

MIU

We’ve seen quite a bit of Miu in the AU so far, but to recap a lot of her deal:

She loathes having to “take it easy” but will do so reluctantly

She tries to talk less to stretch out her working time as much as she can (even if she can’t resist just a little banter when Kokichi swings by)

She’s trying to approach her death with a sense of humor. A choker with a huge heart-shaped buckle replaces her usual necklaces with full awareness of the irony. Ha-ha, a choker. It’s a dare for anybody to bring it up, ‘I’ve said it before anyone else could’. The first thing she did waking up was try and make an autoerotic asphyxiation joke. It did not make her feel better like she thought it would.

Miu spends most of her time in her lab, now. Granted, she did that already, but she’s particularly fixated on re-creating a certain Ultimate Robot, ground-up if she has to. Fortunately, she has a team assembled (re: two upperclassmen and the Ultimate Supreme Shit-for-brains). We’ll see how this pans out soon enough.

When not re-building Kiibo outright, she ““takes a break”” innovating in other areas (re: prototyping potential features for kIIbo, usually testing them on a bored Kokichi. He usually complies because Miu is one of the few who doesn’t look at him with a patronizing amount of pity she’s Not boring. Mm-hmm. All there is to it.)

Miu does not resent Gonta (or Kokichi, for that matter) for killing her. There's a small extent to which she's a little relieved she was stopped from going through with her plan to kill Kokichi, and a much bigger disconnect between her idea of reality and her memory of Chapter 4. Miu died in a VR game within another VR game. Having messed around with the programming and guts of the nested simulation personally, it still seems fake. She didn't really die, no matter how real it felt; they were in a simulation. Logically, she's well aware of how it works and the consequences, but it doesn't feel like it was more than a glorified fever dream on an emotional level. Both Gonta and Kokichi are more outwardly traumatized by her death than Miu as a byproduct of how she's processing it. She's not "better off" or "less impacted" so much as "disassociated from the whole thing and very much wanting to put it behind them before it catches up with her", thus burying herself in work and trying as hard as she can to bring back the one person she wants to comfort her.

Kiibo's absence is not great for her abandonment issues. It is hard to blame him when he never had a physical body to begin with, though. 

GONTA

Gonta is also with the RIBs, and reeling from it the most visibly of everyone on account of just how. Much, his death was. An allergic reaction blocking off the air, puncturing at least one lung for certain, and living long enough to feel the shrapnel of the laptop lodge into the wound alongside the scythe, the fire quickly eating away any oxygen, any hope of gasping another breath… yeah no he acts as much the gentleman as ever but he is not okay. As Resident Buff Nature Boy Gonta tanked it better than anyone else in the class could have, but the sheer excess of the thing gets to him. Fond memories of setting a campfire in the woods with his adoptive family are overwritten, vespidae in general… hitting differently. But Gonta is kind, to a fault. More resolute than ever to make himself into a kind of person not perceived as ‘too intimidating’ to be friends with, acknowledging the capacity he has for violence is difficult. Somewhere deep down he knows that everybody does, especially in their circumstances, but still acts as though his case is exceptionally bad (nobody else does. This does not deter him, becoming a little less gullible when its least helpful).

He is also not as disconcerted by the occasional spontaneous sensation that your insides are going to lose structural integrity, even with no stitches to pop, that with only the damaged wake and no piercing sharp pain to focus on and blame for the mess could potentially be perceived as a bizarre, abstracted kind of crawling feeling from the inside-out. Things in motion, displaced from where they are meant to be. He knows it isn’t bugs, isn’t glass and metal and plastic, that it isn’t anything but himself. A teeny-tiny part of him wishes it were. At least being shelter for a hive of some sort would be helpful. Aren’t gentlemen helpful, they improve life for people, make things better and how could anyone even look at you again knowing what you’re capable of, who in their right mind would talk to you, you’re going to end up alone again talking to stray cats in the alley since not even the wolves would stay—

Gonta also has extra therapy. He already had to work out self-worth issues, but the game pushed them to interfere too much in daily life not to actively work on.

KAITO

Kaito has made several background and supporting appearances without much central attention just yet. It's not that I don't like him or anything (I do!) but I guess because it seems like well-worn territory in V3 fic to me? Kaito is endlessly proud of Maki and Shuichi (Himiko too, less personally) for "winning" in the face of the killing game, and the training trio of them meet back up again regularly. Only.

It's different, now. 

He's no longer sick and dying, but his lungs 'top out' at a certain level of activity and refuse to take in more air, this burning sensation that leaves him only able to huff and wheeze and brings his training regiment to a dead stop. He treasures those last moments in his failed execution where he got to see the stars, because a lingering anxiety in the back of his mind won't let him forget that he never will again. Not the way he'd dreamed of, the way he'd planned to, the way he'd centered his identity around. There is no way, as things are, that he will pass all the physical exams to become a proper astronaut. 

The drawn-out deterioration of his health during the simulation chipped away at his physical lungs at a rate too gradual for the countermeasures the rescue team implemented; TAPP did more overt physical damage to Kaito than anyone else. It could certainly be worse and he is gradually improving, but some degree of it is permanent. It haunts him. He's trying not to think about it.

It does, though, drive a wedge between him and his sidekicks; the survivors are planning their futures, and Kaito is not too far from a slight tailspin without any idea what his might look like for the first time he can recall. Space has been the dream since he was a kid (as has getting there in this specific role) and it almost feels like a rejection. Like he got too cocky, and the cosmos decided it didn't want him. 

It starts to make a little more sense, then, that he starts willingly hanging out with Kokichi. They went through the hangar together, of course, but even besides the traumabond (and a need to, after he woke from his coma, make sure the little brat is still alive, damn it, you can't run away anymore it counts now) but. If anyone else gets having such drastically shifted circumstances that life as you'd imagined it no longer makes logistical sense, it's probably the leader without an organization. There's no need to explain the feelings of inadequacy, or the aimlessness, going through the motions of classes and formal education because what the hell else am I going to do, right now? It's familiar. 

Kokichi needs someone willing to chase him, no matter how circuitous the route becomes. Kaito needs someone willing to shake him by the shoulders and snap him out of his own head, so sure it's all-or-nothing and that if he can't be the Luminary as he'd dreamed of it whatever happens next is immaterial in comparison. Kaito needs to adapt and roll with the punches, Kokichi needs to double back from his logical leaps from point A to point Q and articulate his thoughts clearly to other people (at least some of the time.) The two of them concoct little daily and weekly rituals, like Kokichi stealing Kaito's notebook and drawing in it, just because the consistency of company reminds them both that they aren't the only one going through this. 

None of the other students quite get it, but have come to accept it.

KOKICHI

Then there’s Kokichi.

Ah, Kokichi, whose whole deal in this scenario inspired me to write about this AU at all (and who manages to weasel his way into every comic and a other entries in these notes) . I’m biased, I know, but there are also a few reasons he’s singled out in-universe as well:

A) So a hydraulic press does not slam down quickly. The pause-and-play of the video deliberately makes it look much faster than it was; watching enough of the hydraulic press channel makes it abundantly clear that it was not instant. Kokichi was impaled with two crossbow bolts (the one in the back being bad enough already), poisoned by those bolts, and then pressed. He had to have felt non-zero of the Pressing, which, considering it already had to be agony before bones started breaking… the rest of the class might not have been fond of him, sure, but he’s right there with Gonta on “sheer level of excess.” Not even Maki is at a point of wishing that on him. Not after finding out how drawn out and excruciating it was. Veering into headcanon, I’m going to add “sleep deprivation” on the pile as exacerbating the whole thing, given his conspiracy whiteboard and everything after the concussion, honestly.

Combined with the World’s Worst Placebo Effect, King Horse takes the crown for top “my entire body hurts most of the time” severity. It’s not a desirable one, but when your previous life is all but erased there is exactly one choice available between Big and Home. Let it be said Kokichi Ouma has never half-assed anything he’s set his mind to, ever.

B) Ouma is paranoid and distrusting, which adds the psychological angle of “you literally shot me in the back” to a poison-laced crossbow bolt in his mind. TAPP will very literally never let him forget the bolt burying itself in the muscle of his back, barely kept from severing his spinal cord; he won’t forget the shivering and shaking from the poison, or the bile rising in the back of his throat handing Kaito the antidote. (He still wanted to live. He forfeit the right, he thought, after getting Gonta and Miu killed, but he still wanted to. That was all the more reason to quadruple-down on the press idea and making their three deaths mean something, damn it. Three, because Kaito could live. If the killing game ends there is no execution. It’ll be over. Can’t take back the past, but at least one of the pair of you has to walk out of this forsaken place!)

(… Can you really believe that? Or is it just another lie.

A lie you want, with all the heart they’re so sure you do not have, to blithely believe. There has to be a cure for whatever the hell has gotten into Kaito once the game ends and they can look for it, it might even stop cold the moment the game ends. That dumbass space cadet can go back to his sidekicks and he better appreciate it, the comradery you’ll never have, because he is the designated Hero and Heroes get happy endings. You want-want-want-want to trust in that lie, to trust him with the collected thoughts and notes and pieces of you spilled across reams of paper that have been so pointlessly important for you to keep secret this whole time. For once in your life, you want to believe you will not be betrayed. You want to believe in the closest thing you have left to a friend.

It will, in fact, be the last thing you do.)

C) Ouma is paranoid and distrusting. Again. Only this flavor has more to do with his persistent denial anything is wrong, in turn making things a lot worse for himself. Mental trauma and impressions of physical sensations can have physical effects. Clinging to his persona and trying to keep bouncing around like nothing ever happened turned a very difficult but potentially manageable condition into small amounts of permanent nerve damage within the first day of waking up. It screws with his coordination; just what he needed at a school that prizes talent above all else, when he is a leader with no organization and proficiencies in sleight of hand, forgery, lockpicking, and generally evading anything that might threaten him because he can’t take very many hits.

Whoops.

D) Kokichi was last of the class to wake up from the simulation, even after the survivors. They thought he was actually dead for a bit. Just when they were thinking of  giving up on him Kokichi Ouma, SHSL Stubborn Son of a Bitch, refuses to stay down for the count.

HPA already knew Class 79 would need accommodations on account of their negligence, but it became much harder to sweep things under the rug when they thought they’d actually killed a student. Even worse, thirteen witnesses have been actively fraternizing and scaled the flashback-gaslighting required to cover it up to easily exceed what their current technology is capable of.

Half the class was positive Ouma was playing dead specifically to fuck with them and light the fire under them to act. He and Kaito are the only ones to know without a shred of doubt that he was not. He still gladly takes the credit, though.

E) Class 79 as a whole already adapted to Ouma Being Ouma, so when the definition of ‘Being Ouma’ expanded he’s still pretty distinct. He hangs out around the people closest to him often, particularly Miu, Kaito, and Rantaro, but the entire class knows now that he’s pretty much beyond the point of perfidy. Even if he were to lie about being in more pain than he is at a given moment, there’s constantly enough underlying truth in how vulnerable he is that it’s not strategically worth trying to use as a manipulative tactic. It’s too real. Plus, he knows better than to boy-that-cried-wolf his way out of help from his classmates after getting lost on campus once and fainting before he found his way back.

K1-B0

K1-B0, as far as has been established, is being re/built. Miu is spearheading the project. Presumably, he is currently hanging out on at least one computer in the school, somewhere. Per the AU, though, Chapter 6 did go a bit differently than canon, so we’ll catch up with him soon.

TSUMUGI

Nobody is exactly certain what happened to Shirogane. Or, at the very least, nobody in the class knows. Admin is certainly not about to tell them. Wouldn’t it be just like the Ultimate Cosplayer to Theseus her way back into their lives following a single loose thread…

THE SURVIVORS

Shuichi, Maki, and Himiko each emerged from the simulation minimally physically harmed in a lasting sense beyond initial fatigue from being hooked up for so long. Each is still moving forward on their established character arc: Himiko is finding her motivation, Maki is learning to open up, and Shuichi is becoming more sure of himself and his detective abilities.

I think Himiko begins embracing the 'stage' side of her magic, considering that TAPP was blocking my mana, and you know what? I survived a killing game, and I didn't even need it. What else can I do without my mana? As time goes on, she'll likely value her own practical skills more rather than relying on her want of more fantastical powers. Not to say she'd disown them, but more that she could admit to herself it's more for fun than a need to affix something exceptional to her identity. She is enough as she is.

Maki enters HPA and immediately requests transfer out of 'Ultimate Assassin' classes. She hates fighting, per canon, and after going through the simulation she is no longer afraid of any authority figure that may deny her because she has certifiably seen worse. She initially tries to pivot and become the Ultimate Child Caregiver, for Real This Time; she is genuinely pretty good with kids. After a little incident nearly choking Kokichi, though? It confirms what she'd been afraid of all along: her patience is too thin, her instinct to defend too heavy on the trigger. She talks to Peko about it, among other people, Mukuro and Sakura chief among the other classes. She'd made their acquaintances during combat training in the first few days at HPA. She especially confides in Kaede, who carries a more-domestic-less-battlescorn perspective on it she can't help but appreciate. Kaede takes her to not-Claire's, playing with accessories and make-up and generally reclaiming some of the girlhood Maki has effectively never been allowed to have. In the whole process, Maki realizes she wants more than anything to protect the ability to have that kind of frivolity, that freedom: she changes tracks again, to become a SHSL Bodyguard.

Shuichi is a difficult one to place for me, exactly. He's in a state of becoming significantly more confident in the wake of the simulation, but the deviation from canon has turned the main conflict away from ending a destructive cycle and towards fighting the idea of predetermination by an external force. Shirogane was predetermined to stay in the Reserve Course despite her skills and aspirations, and railed against it; Kiibo was predetermined to be an AI helper and not a person, but embraced the role so hard he developed a soul of his own; Maki denies her talent and changes her destiny, Himiko embraces hers.

I suppose Saihara must fall somewhere in the middle, then. An observer steadfastly declaring that yes, there were aspects of life shaped for them beyond their control (entry into the simulation if they wanted a taste of success, the killing game, the "character rewrites" overriding the people they were before...) and yes they cannot control everything. What happened has happened. There are always going to be things you can't control (like how severely you burn in the sun, or whether you get headaches with the lights up too high, or even if your dream life rockets away too fast for you to catch unless you want to lose what you still have) but you can adapt to it. It's tempting to give in, to consider it all a lost cause, to submit to the forces you feel are puppeting you, but see. You keep living anyway, because you have to. The only way forward is through. Even if you were a puppet, you're still an independent you, and that means something. Maybe you can't snap your strings, but you can sure as hell stretch them out and bend them in a way you like better than this one.

Not having total control doesn't mean the control you do have doesn't matter.

So Shuichi is taking up cases as a detective, now. Seeing how he likes it. If not? Well. Skills are transferable. 

He'll be okay.

They all will.

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(The first screenshot I took of this ask to begin drafting vs. the last one:

I'm sorry I am bad at timely responses but I hope they are Good.)

#answers #Anonymous #danganronpa #dr #new danganronpa v3 #ndrv3 #danganronpa v3 #drv3 #killing harmony #kokichi ouma #ouma kokichi #kokichi oma #oma kokichi #glitz dr comics #rantaro amami #kaede akamatsu #angie yonaga #korekiyo shinguji #miu iruma #gonta gokuhara #kaito momota #maki harukawa #shuichi saihara #ndrv3 spoilers #TAPP AU #post-game AU #dr post-game au #SO technically the whole gang is here but I tagged the ones I wrote the most about is that fair? #i didn't draw for this one bc i didnt know what to draw and also focused on concepts #which im really hoping are good

[shslskaterboy]

Hey bestie tell me more about that phantom theives band au👀

(^is enabling again)

Oh my god Al. My best friend Al. I have so many thoughts this is gonna be such an essay I hope you’re Fuckin ready

No seriously this got so long it's basically the bones of a fic, but uh, I'm kind obsessed with it so here we are

First of all, it’s an aged up non-metaverse au, so everyone is like 23~ give or take. Akira, Ann, Yusuke, Haru, Makoto and human Morgana all met in university, Ryuji is childhood friends with Ann, and Futaba met the rest of them through her adoptive brother Akira, and Akechi is the ex-boyfriend that no one ever talks about.

The band consists of singer/front man Akira who does the song writing. He was one of those child prodigy musicians who primarily played piano and violin, but taught himself guitar despite his parents aversion to his favourite genre (which is emo-punk bc it’s not a true James hc without some MCR influence.) The first beginnings of the band were him and Futaba as teenagers since she also played the keyboard, but the Phantoms would not be a realized dream until he met the rest of them in uni.

He meets Morgana and Ann first, the former who can play guitar, and the latter who knows absolutely everyone. When Akira floats the idea of wanting to form a band, Ann is more than happy to rally up her friends Makoto, Haru, and Mishima to fill the spots of bass, second guitar, and drums. Things actually come together very well at first, they start simple with practices and small shows at Crossroads (Akira works nights there and Lala-chan is very supportive of his endeavours) and eventually they start to be able to handle more complex songs. Haru becomes truly incredible at absolutely shredding, Makoto is the pinnacle of sexy bass-player coolness, and Akira is more confident than ever in his songwriting. They even end up commissioning their friend Yusuke to make posters and design a logo for them (he would've done it for free since he was hanging out anyways, but they insisted on compensating him properly)

Unfortunately there is one person who is not very confident, and Mishima ends up quitting the band because he’s worried he’ll weigh them down, leaving them with a rather open gaping hole to fill. The Phantoms have become fairly well established at this point and are pretty popular among the other university students, leaving Akira very worried about finding an adequate replacement- and none of the people they audition seem to be able to keep up.

Luckily, Ann knows a guy.

Akira is hesitant because this guy apparently has no experience playing in a band and is totally self taught, but Ann swears up and down that he’s really good and “please Kira just give him a chance, what’s the worst that can happen?” And so he eventually caves and agrees to have the guy try out, assuming that it will end up in failure just like all the others.

Enter Ryuji Sakamoto to the chat. He’s loud, he’s energetic, he’s covered in tattoos and piercings, he’s arguably obnoxious, and Akira doesn’t want to be impressed but he absolutely is. Ryuji surpasses all his expectations and it drives him fucking crazy because he shouldn’t be this good and yet. And Yet.

So he begrudgingly agrees to have Ryuji join them for their next practice, and decides to throw all of their most complicated songs at him. Make or break. Sink or swim. Either way he’s determined to push Ryuji hard until he cracks and crumbles under the pressure, ultimately proving Akira correct.

What he does not account for is Ryuji’s incredible stubbornness and determination, pushing him to outlast and out-perform each and every time without fail, even in the face of the rather tense relationship building between them.

Or at least Ryuji thinks it's tense, but Akira is starting to crumble himself, and although he is loathe to admit it, their new drummer is growing on him.

Of course in this au Akira is autistic (bc again it wouldn't be a James hc otherwise) and communication is not his strong suit, so he expresses himself in the only way he knows how, which is music. He writes the songs himself and is usually the one choosing which ones they're going to play, and the ones he picks become gradually more emotional and personal to him in hopes that Ryuji is paying attention.

The culmination of this being when Ryuji overhears Makoto questioning his song choices, saying "but don't you think the new guy..." and assumes (understandably so) that they're still questioning his abilities to keep up. He confronts Akira about it, only to be told "you know I write these all myself right? So listen and maybe you'll learn something."

Ryuji ends up feeling awfully foolish when the song ends up being about deeply personal struggles, but Akira doesn't hold it against him- instead inviting him out for ramen after practice so they can have a real conversation that doesn't involve them bitching at each other. He apologizes for being so standoffish, and explains the autism that went undiagnosed for so long, and the fact that his parents kicked him out when he was 16 because they found out he was gay- which is what lead to Sojiro adopting him.

In turn, Ryuji tells him about his father and the Kamoshida incident (resolved in a non-metaverse way obv) and a new understanding is formed between them, which eventually paves the way to a budding friendship. They bond over shared taste in music, video games, anime, the works, and the band becomes stronger than ever.

And it isn't long before group hangouts become one-on-one hangouts. They'll get takeout and go back to Ryuji's apartment to play games- Ryuji always drives and always makes a point of opening the door for Akira- and each time they'll stay together a little later, and linger a little longer in the car before saying goodbye.

The rest of the gang is understandably intrigued by this turn of events, especially since Akira hasn't seriously shown interest in anyone since his big breakup, but Ann The Matchmaker is confident that she can give them both the push they need to take the leap. Ryuji is skeptical about her insistence that he absolutely 100% does have a shot with Akira, meanwhile Akira has come to terms with his feelings for Ryuji but does not know how to express them, so he does what any reasonable person would do: get everyone to go drinking and dancing so he can have a very convenient excuse to get very close. He even remembers to put the snake bites in for this one

(spoiler alert, his plan absolutely works and he does not wake up in his own bed the next day)

And then things are good because of course they are. They're the sun and moon, adhd/autism, they balance each other out, they respect each other, they bring out the best in one another, and for the first time in over a year Akira feels totally at ease.

But of course we have to have an obligatory "oops we ran into your ex-boyfriend in public and now he knows you have a new boyfriend and is being weird about it" scene, where Akechi susses out their relationship and proceeds to be a massive bitch about it. Of course all of it is ire directed at Ryuji and his general appearance/demeanor, which doesn't really bother him because fuck it, he managed to get through high school and is okay now, why would he care what some pompous twink has to say about him? Akira on the other hand is not having it, and Ryuji has to interject before they can have a full-on argument in public.

This run-in prompts Akira to actually talk about his relationship with Akechi- something that he had never done before- and in doing so can finally come to terms with how much it really affected him, and gain some semblance of closure. (Perhaps I will talk about the Akechi relationship in a different post so that this one doesn't end up being 800 miles long)

In the end, this is all a very long and elaborate pegoryu story that I haven't really thought of a proper end for, and was entirely inspired by me listening to music whilst walking my dog and going "ough but imagine emo Akira" which became "imagine emo Akira singing." That coupled with the fact that Ryuji is the most drummer ever, and I found myself with a recipe for a delightful daydream that became so wild the more scenes I imagined and wrote in my head.

Maybe one day I'll try and turn this into something, or at least just a collection of scenes ranging from fluff to angst to, uh, other, if I'm feeling really crazy about it, but yeah, long story short I am absolutely buckwild insane about them and I think about this a lot

#hoo boy #this was a lot #you can see why it took me so long #if anyone wants more details I wouldn't mind sharing tho #but ya gotta ask first #also shuake divorce arc is sooo real to me #i have a lot of thoughts on that too #anyways #pegoryu #persona 5 #p5 #akira kurusu #ryuji sakamoto #ren amamiya #for posterity #skaterboy answers #and fuck it #skaterboy writes

[weekend-whip]

Band au!!

The ninja: A VERY popular band with huge turnouts for their concerts. Their music can vary a lot, but they land solidly in the alt-pop/rock area when they aren’t doing any sort of solo acts.

Kai: Basic electric/acoustic guitar, but he’s the lead vocalist and absolutely SHREDS when a song calls for a saxophone. Master of improv and is able to continue on with confidence if something goes wrong at a show. He likes it when he gets the chance to scream and jump.

Music type examples: I/Me/Myself by Will Wood, some of Bleacher’s more popular songs, Grandson, Bruno Mars, and a lot of FoB type-stuff.

Jay: Plays a little of everything, but his one true calling is the main melody on electric guitar. His fingerpicking skills are unparalleled. Girls throw themselves at his feet. It’s so sexy how fast his fingers move. He’ll also record some solo tracks on uke!

Music type examples: Complicated guitar melodies, All Time Low, and for uke think of stuff like ToP’s House of Gold and The Judge. The Orion Experience’s The Cult of Dionysus.

Cole: Bass guitar, and a little slap bass. He CAN NOT improv, he’s too scared to. Out of all of them he practices the most. He can do some solo piano stuff too, but not keyboard. Mostly stays back and lets the others take the spotlight, but when he gets really into it he might go up front and dance around with Kai.

Music type examples: I don’t know a lot of bass-centric songs, but he enjoys a lot of songs like Love Grows Where my Rosemary Grows. Autoheart. IDKHBTFM.

Zane: Keyboardist with experience in violin. When he gets in The Zone you cannot pull him out of it for anything less than the venue being on fire. He enjoys both fast-paced and slower music, and will sometimes join in on vocals.

Music type examples: Jake Wesley Rogers, Golden Hour, Cody Fry

Nya: Drums. She wants to hit things. Smack. Anger management. People are SO into it.

Music type examples: Anything with heavy drums and drum solos.

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Jesse: Up and coming artist who does a lot of stuff with his sister. Can’t play any instruments too well so she makes tracks for him to add vocals to! He opens for the ninja a lot at their concerts.

Music type examples: Jake Wesley Rogers, other stuff you have already talked about, Bruno Mars if he’s feeling confident.

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Olivia: Popular solo artist with a cult following. Leans heavily into the alt-rock and electronica scene. Sometimes she’ll hire the shark army as background players. Dances a LOT.

Music type examples: Paramore, P!atd, All Time Low, Daisy Grenade, K. Flay, and SPECIFICALLY Black Sheep from Scot Pilgrim vs. the World

Antonia/Bridget: Managers for the ninja/Jesse and Olivia respectively. God help them.

Jamie: Stage hand and photographer for both! He focuses too much on Olivia, though. Is it hot in here or is it just him? Has nothing to do with the drop she did while dancing and how she looked into the camera- no way.

Nya: We're really calling ourselves "The Ninja"? Kai: It's quick, it's catchy, it fits nicely on merch!!

Nya: Jay, I need you to stop being so hot while playing guitar Jay: It's not like I can turn it off???? *plays a riff* Nya: Pls your fans are starting to bruise with how hard they're falling at your feet Sunni: *lying on the floor* One more solo please!! I can handle it!!

Cole: All right, guys, let's rehearse one more time— Kai: Oooooor we could just jump onstage and just do whatever!!! The crowd loves spontaneity, that's why Jesse opens for us Jay: YEAH, FREESTYLE! Nya: *loud cacophony of drum slamming* Cole: PLEASE ANYTHING ELSE BUT THAT

Zane: I just think we should be incorporating a lot more violin into our songs— Kai: Zane. We're a pop-rock band. Save it for the solo album. Cole: Well, hold on, maybe it could put some extra spice into our music? Kai: When you can match a violin to my sister's erratic drum playing, then come talk to me Cole: Tch, bet Jay: *popcorn*

Jesse: *coming off from his act* You got a pic of my good side, right?? Jamie: Uhhh— *tries to run, drops several photos of dancing Olivia* W-Wait, I can explain, I— *drops even more photos of closeups of Olivia's smirk* WAIT JUST HOLD ON— Miranda: You had one job, man!!!! Antonia: At least get them autographed so we can sell them Jamie: *dies*

Olivia: —and then I struck a pose and threw him this sneaky little smirk and I thought he was gonna drop the camera, teehee Bridget: Bridget: We're doing a concert, not a runway model show!!! Olivia: I'M MULTITASKING

Nya: ...Do you ever think the band could use more...green? Kai: Not unless I'm wearing it *plays Careless Whisper on sax*

#lloyd is either their biggest fan or a rival solo act #or both #band!au #legacyverse #ninjago #long post #k1ng boo #asks from nice people

[aurik6]

Which instruments would diaboys play if they were ✨️musicians✨️ (part1)

Firstly, since @besnella said this idea isn't a shit I share it, so thank you Esra!

Characters included: Shu, Reiji, Subaru, Ruki

1. Shu – violin

Well, we all know he is already a violin player. To be honest, I'm not fond of this idea him being a violin player. His laziness is just killing me, 1 thought he hasn't been practicing for hundreds of years – fatale for me as a musician myself. Lol I mean he's the type who actually might not practice but sound well, tho...

I don't believe these people, they must have sold their souls to Satan. But who am I to criticise rejet 💀, huh.

I feel it's not fair to give Shu the chance to play violin, being lazy for person, who plays such an instrument (which requires the perfect pitch, virtuous/good technique, has a leader role in orchestra) is just not fair :)

With such attitude Shu might be a... at least mid viola player, but not more than it. So, I'm kinda mad, but reiet kinda made him "that genius, that it's okay not to mention he even practice regularly.

Well, he listents to music a lot, but 💀. C'mon your fingers and ears have probably forgotten everything".

(As far as I know Shu also can play cello, and piano, huh? I guess, strings are over all interesting for him, haha)

https://youtu.be/eFGU-L9lGJ0

https://youtu.be/tyiN8f5W59U

2. Reijj –viola

Viola doesn't require such brilliant skills of playing which requires violin, even if we're talking about playing in orchestra. Sometimes viola has difficult passages, but they actually have an accompaniment, supporting function for the melody (wich usually play violins), that means their parties aren't that hard. If you're a cool viola player, you can be a soloist, huh, but you really need to have perfect technique and pitch also.

Actually, viola is very underrated and suppressed by violin. In fact, viola's sound is richer, it is deeper and sounds most likely to human voice (which is an advantage, and every instrumentalist wants his instrument to sound natural, just as perfect as the nature created our voice to sound). So in my mind, Reiji, benig a viola player, a very hard-working musician, is the one who endures being the "support" guy in orchestra, while his lazy bro plays the melody. Reiji would say to everyone:" Viola is better! It sounds more beautiful, it lacks of screaching, atrocious violin vocations!" But everyone else would say: "We can't even hear what do you play, violins are too loud, dear".

Also, viola is great when it comes to representing dramatic human voice, sorrowful voice or even the one wich waits for revenge. I think it suits Reiji, somehow.

Examples:

https://youtu.be/WX4W-SD8Qdk

https://youtu.be/nvD2FUwZjD4

3. Subaru – piano

I'm not joking. His physical power coul help him to play the piano, cause I believe he can manage only it, and that's extremely important – the moment of touching the keyboard is the base of playing. It's the base of producing the sound and I believe he'd be perfect at loud and intense parts of piece, but he'd suck when he need to make a gentle sound, although, muscle memory is his everything, I guess.

I really thought about saying Subaru will be good at drums, but there are A LOT of different percussion instruments he'd play, it's not only about the drumkit. I'm talking about the xylophone, marimba, some percussions which really requires technique.

I mean, piano also requires a lot of technical skills, but such a power which Subaru has in his fists is just useless in percussions. You should be very precise, accurate, well-coordinate to play drums , also patient when it comes to orchestra 👀, so... Only piano seems suitable, I think. I think Subaru is not the one who would keep the rhythm well :)

Exampless:

https://youtu.be/LhInwkq4nAw

https://youtu.be/UoWXRlw9vBA

4. Ruki – oboe

I was struggling with this one. The choice between oboe and clarinet was too hard. Ruki for me is 100% a woodwind instrumentalist, because he has cold personality vibes, and windblown instruments are represented very detached-sounding. They aren't as passionate as the strings, so they don't illustrate human voice. They're closer to nature sounds, like birds or wind's blow.

So, oboe has brighter sound than clarinet, also oboe sounds more dramatic than it's "brother". Tho clarinet is softer, more round and you can mistake it for saxophone sounding.

Oboe is unique and more expressive, it slays the air. It also sounds dramatic/tebse because of it's nasal-like sound. Clarinet, on contrary, sounds 100 times more calming, there's no anxious hints in it.

https://youtu.be/2WJhax7Jmxs – oboe

https://youtu.be/0-jZJcpiy8I – clarinet

#diabolik lovers #shu sakamami #reiji sakamaki #subaru sakamaki #ruki mukamj

[iowadream]

wrt lrb: the point that "if you want reverb just play in a cave" (and i do know people who have quite literally done that) misses is that the base appeal behind machine-mediated sound is that it begins at simulation and ends at transformation. these machines were conceived and are designed as a means to replicate certain experiences with music that are otherwise impossible/onerous to achieve otherwise. don't have easy access to a cave or concert hall? here's a pedal that replicates what it sounds like when you play in a cave or concert hall. can't afford a grand piano? here's a keyboard with the same interface and a similar sound to a grand piano. Want to listen to Everyday by Buddy Holly, even though he's been dead for 64 years? here's an mp3 player you can use to listen to Everyday by Buddy Holly literally whenever you want to. what a world we live in!

but that simulation is a two-sided coin, and on one side of that coin is technological limitations. the adage of "all models are wrong, some models are useful" especially applies when the base mechanism through which the machine-mediated instrument generates sound is fundamentally different from that which it seeks to replicate. a single guitarist playing a phrase through a chorus pedal sounds different from two equally-skilled guitarists playing the same phrase simultaneously. as i type this on my couch, i'm mere feet away from a keyboard with an "acoustic bass" setting that, frankly, sounds nothing like an acoustic bass. that mp3 player you're listening to Everyday by Buddy Holly on is mechanically incapable of playing any sound over 22.05 kHz (which is like, fine, human hearing range generally maxes out well before that. though in my experience, it's made synthesizing brass percussion a bitch)

the other side of that coin is transcendence. machine mediated sound provides a means of control over formant and technique that could never be achieved by that which it simulates. with a mere tap of the foot, the guitarist can turn off any reverb they had to their instrumentation; good luck trying to do that in a cave. if i connect my keyboard to my laptop through a midi interface, i can play my keyboard without so much as touching it. import that mp3 of Everyday into your DAW of choice and you can do whatever you want to it. change the key, change the tempo, loop a couple measures of it while you play your own instruments over it, whatever.

as such, the limitation and transcendence of machine-mediated sound couple to form transformation, which opens the floodgates for artistic statements that run deeper than mere simulation could ever afford. adding a little bit of reverb onto all your tracks is fine, but it's not the most interesting artistic statement, and the experience of listening to toccata_and_fugue.midi is pretty inferior to any other way of hearing toccata and fugue in d minor. but that transformation, once decoupled from that which it seeks to simulate, eventually becomes it's own artistic technique. it becomes the dj's scratch, the wall of sound generated by the shoegaze guitarist, the booming 808s of the footwork beat too complex for most drummers to replicate, the LFO modulating the syntheziser's filter cutoff, the magnetic tape looped until it degrades past the point of playability.

it's also worth articulating that basically all music that we interact with is machine-mediated; the only music that doesn't fit that bill is acoustic, un-amplified, live performance. this is a relatively recent thing too, in the grand scheme of music; electric amplification of instruments didn't really take hold until the early 20th century, to the point where experimenting with electrical amplification was still relatively novel for composers even in the 70s. i'm personally of the opinion that the newness of machine-mediated sound makes it all the more fertile ground to play around with, to experiment, to push it past its limits and then back around again.

#i've been staving off the urge to be annoying on that post for a week and i've just now caved in #am i taking a joke post way too seriously? definitiely #music

[yesyourstalker]

Taka: BOO

Neta: *gasp* COD fuck! takaaaaaaa! Mmmmmmm hey, You scared the shit out of me haha. Don't. fucking. do. that.

Taka: You know you're so cute when you're startled

Neta: yeah.... I get scared easily. What are you doing? in my store..... while I'm trying to close.

Taka: Oh you know I just I just came here to look around and stuff. One of my piano strings isn't working so........ Why not visit this lovely store and see if they have anything to offer me and maybe chat with the store owner for a bit. Maybe catch up from where we last left off

Neta: well, unfortunately we're closed and we don't have anything piano related besides a keyboard so you know you might need to go to a different store, maybe online get on your computer in your own home.

Taka: You play hard to get. I see that and I respect that but I'm just going to lay it down on the table. I think we have something

Neta: oh no no no we're not doing this

Taka: I was never really into the base player. You know they tend to be wallflowers and always so melodramatic

Neta: cod fuck off

Taka: but you......You're different....... What does your knuckle say 'back line' I'd love to know the history behind that tattoo

Neta: I was a backliner. Don't touch me

Taka: You're so bold. You're confident you're so extroverted but so down to earth you intrigue me. I want to know more about you

Neta: you don't

Taka: Your interests your passions, your goals what makes you tick. who is Neta Vern's . I want to see you again

Neta: no

Taka: Maybe make this a normal thing you and I. This could be love that I'm feeling.

Neta: ...................................................................If you knew the things that I've done, The things that I've seen and the environment that I came from you wouldn't be in here. Matter of fact you wouldn't even look at me the same way....... the Neta that you saw in that bar was just drunk and bored. And I guarantee that you would not love me if you truly knew me. You would be forced to love every part of me including the broken and ugly parts. Daddy issues, night terrors, flash backs, prolonged grief so much shit! I know the minute I have a panic attack or an episode you're out of the fucking door! The second I start feeling survivor's guilt and is unable to get out of bed are you still going to love me? When I can't eat without being fed are you going to still love me then? When I'm unable to take care of myself ?when I start smelling like sweat and pee because I stopped showering and catatonic?!?! You still going to think I'm intriguing when my beak is fucking yellow cuz I haven't brushed it in weeks!!? huh!? Are you going to drive my daughter to her mom's house for a while because her dad is suddenly scared to go outside the house and provide for her!!? When I have to be physically dragged out of my house to a hospital because I became a danger to others and myself!!??! Are you going to stay?!! Are you going to love than!?? Are you still going to see this confident extroverted fun-loving fuck you made up in your head?!? Are you still going to see that person?!!!

Taka: h-

Neta: you don't need to answer that because I already know the answer. You're not. You're not going to love me! You're never going to love me! and you're not able to love me! Why the fuck would I believe someone like you would!?! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY STORE!

Mhai: ...................hey boss.......you ok? You seem to be really upset right now.

Neta: yeah! I'm fine heh.....*Sniff* yeah uh... wow! Heh that was a lot. *Sniff*..... I'm sorry you had to witness that... and hear that. Cod some of that was embarrassing. why did I say that? ...*sniff*...I don't even know where that came from. *Sigh* I'm gonna........ I'm gonna go smoke in bathroom maybe call my therapist. I'll come back when I stop shaking....... hehehe *sniff* Cod he's such a pretentious piece of of shit. I don't even know how he did that he just triggered something I don't know what.

Mahi: do you want me to fist fight him in the parking lot?

Neta: You're just asking me that so you can have an excuse to do it.

Mahi belongs to @fish-at-fish-fish-resort

#wow he is not ok #but yeah no neta has gone through a lot of relationships and not a lot lasted so love is a strong word #he hates it when it's used so loosely #after squid squad he hit the lowest point of his life.....so far #He likes to keep himself busy to distract himself from his thoughts and inner feelings of guilt and loss #ikkan is one of the rare ones who stayed when shit really hit the fan which is why he's so ride or die for him #He's mentally stable at the moment. he's just very emotional and sensitive to certain subjects #they did fight in the parking lot #he only smokes when he's really upset #I watched the death of evangelion so now I'm writing more sad shit. I deleted most of it but now I'm back at it again #I'll write something funny later maybe neta bugging mhai about mizole

[moonbiscuitsims]

Sims 4 Gorillaz Project, Murdoc

TRIGGER WARNING the following post is fictional, and depicts drinking, ketchup and "Santa" worship no young minors pls 🤣😅

Noodle's room Russel's room 2D's room More Gorillaz posts

From the wiki: Murdoc Alphonce "Faust" Niccals is the official bass player, self-proclaimed leader and founder of Gorillaz.

A.K.A. God (self-proclaimed), Walking Embodiment of the Black Plague, Faust, Prisoner #24602, Gorillaz Founding Father, He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Gazed-Upon, etc...

Born: Stoke-on-Trent, Staffordshire, England, 6th of June 1966

Occupation: Band Founder/Leader, Bassist, Songwriter

Instruments: Bass, Guitar, Drum Machine, Piano, Keyboard, Banjo.

Nationality: British

Religion: Satanism

Created by Jamie Hewlett and Damon Albarn

I made Murdoc a vampire, it really adds to his character making it more accurate with all the bleh and hissing he does. He does seemingly know how to teleport into others' rooms which I find slightly annoying x)

We know this hot tub has not been cleaned ever...

Murdoc wouldn't be himself at all without a bit of self-admiration.

Murdoc genuinely believes that he can use ketchup instead of Plasma and fake plastic halloween skull decor for his Santa rituals 🎅

Murdoc's room is by far the dirtiest of all, full of dirt stains, empty bottles, dirty dishes, trash, dirty laundry and general ick. I had a lot of fun making the place look horrendous. I used these dirt stains by Velouria Also used a lot of Around the Sims "Slob Life" and "Uglify your town". The cute little Cyberpunk Mini-Bar is by Hamsterbellbelle here The bookcase and bed are 2t4 conversions by Simsi45 Completely forgot to add but adding now the Creepy Creations Stuff Pack by @the-crypt-o-club I used the coffin with the cute stickers and the doors. I'm really sorry I couldn't find the giant demon neon light anywhere The neon alphabet letters are by Syboulette here I use them in sooo many builds and all over this lot

Murdoc is a fictional cartoon character intended to be a funny self-absorbed antagonist, but I understand this might be a bit too triggering for some and I don't wanna get into problems with my blog so I'm tagging this post as mature, even though I tried to soften it with goofy humour. I've changed my mind about this because it's blocking my entire blog as mature and not allowing any non tumblr user to see it and honestly it's not that bad, if anyone gets offended please kindly let me know privately and I'll hide it again, I am working so hard on this blog and don't want anything bad to happen

He didn't officially have a room I could find other than the Winnebago (the van) so I used the vans interior as inspiration for his room and put a fake deco van outside the Kong Studios building. Also used the vandalism he did on 2D's room. Reference pics:

#moonbiscuitsimsphotos #moonbiscuitsimsgorillaz #moonbiscuitsimsstory #moonbiscuitsims4 #moonbiscuitsims #murdoc gorillaz #gorillaz demon days #gorillaz #sims 4 gorillaz #gorillaz fanart #gorillaz art #murdoc faust niccals #sims 4 #ts4 story #ts4 screenshots #sims 4 screenshots #dark aesthetic #demon art #demon #vampire #sims 4 vampires #the sims 4 #murdoc fanart #sims 4 storytelling #simblr

[bikalsblog]

So

So, its almost the time to stare back in the screen and hear this keyboard tapping. I love the sound it  makes when my finger pushes the individual keys and the tip below the nails can feel it. Typing your thoughts is like playing an instrument. I see a lot of musicians walking on the road getting almost addicted to their instrument of choice. The airplay it. Piano players wiggling their fingers like a over cooked spaghetti and there is no speech left for guitar players. Air guitars are so common on concerts, parties and random places like beach and inside a busy café.

English language to me is like an invention but found by me. I have never understood the concept of grammar since schooling and now its not my best part. Last week I did this English test by Pearson and the comment on it was my writing lacks content and the chain of sentences that makes sense. Maybe my writing is like jazz where there seems to be some connection but most of the time all your hear is nonsense noodling. See just like jazz, writing is a discipline. It is a mixture of correct pacing and character development. To me writing is a method of catharsis. Exposing my thoughts. Making it naked. What’s with the grammar and sentences that Charles Dickens wrote? I have not read a single sentence by Charles Dickens. Not yet. Surely, he must have written some good stuff. Maybe I’ll read the first three sentences and I will be in love with his art. Maybe I’ll be so inspired by his writing, I’ll spend another decade in the gutter trying to figure out what he meant. Hopefully not.

I seem to have lost my expressing power nowadays. Last time I checked, I did 9 hour shift on the busiest café travelled 3 hours back and forth walking 10 minutes, taking a train then taking another train and then taking a bus and then walking to the shop I could see from my bus stop. I was fascinated by poetry. It was simple and beautiful. There is no need of making a complex format or rhyming if you don’t want to. I am always fascinated by the way I make a way for my self, in school I understood concepts by myself. After school I learned things like cricket by myself. I discover things and that is the problem. What takes months of depressed mentality and nights that snatch sleep from you to come up with an idea, a simple conversation with anybody who has been in the trade longer than you could explain it to you. Life is a big mess without being social. I still do not like to be social. I want to like being social but I cant. I often see myself with one wrong move to die with a easy treatment disease and one step to the wrong road to sleep in the street. I don’t know anybody in this universe. Never in my life except for once I have felt like I have a someone. When I kiss a girl, its not her that I have with me. Its something else that could go away with one wrong sentence.

The thing about having no aim in life is knowing if you carry an aim it makes no difference. Aim is just a sugar coated lie to tell yourself that all this means something. This means no horse shit. We have this generational habit of trying to find a reason of everything. There are smart-proclaimed intellectuals who pride on finding results instead of reason but those belong over to the pile of no horse shit as well. Writing a slightly filtered essay (if you call this that) is the first step of loosing my mind. I see no sunrise after this night.

[starlightswitch]

Where It Really Started

@flashfictionfridayofficial Sort of inspired by the Shinedown live acoustic cover of Times Like These? And I just like the idea of bonding through music.

“Or will you walk away, ay, ay, will you walk away.” Cal looked back over his shoulder as he continued strumming. “Trent, man, it’s all you.”

Trent, on keyboard, look over on the repeat of the line. “Or will you walk away, ay, ay, will you walk away.” He glanced up to Maya, beside Cal, playing bass. "All right, go for it, Maya."

Maya belted it. “Or will you walk away, ay, ay, will you walk away.”

Trent and Maya stopped playing, and with just a few strums from Cal throughout, they all sang together. “Or will you walk away, ay, ay, will you walk away.”

Cal let the chord ring, then gave one more sharp strum to finish it off.

Shouts and applause broke out from Beck and Amy, the radio DJs hosting the acoustic performance. “You have a lot of enthusiasm for a bass player,” Amy said to Maya.

Maya laughed. “Well, I didn’t start out as a bass player,” she said.

“Oh?” said Beck. “What did you start out playing?”

“She’s been playing bass as long as we’ve been playing together.” Cal tucked his guitar in against his leg to balance it. “She just didn’t play it before that.”

“And you’ve been playing together a while now.”

“Ten years, almost,” said Trent.

“Wow,” said Amy, and she and Beck gave them another little burst of applause.

“I guess so,” said Maya, mostly drowned out by the applause. “Ten years. God.”

“Ten years,” said Beck. “You had to be pretty young.”

“High school,” said Cal.

“How’d you get started?”

“Our, um,” said Trent, and Cal and Maya both turned to look at him. “Our high school teacher Ms. Mallon got us together.”

Cal and Maya smiled.

---

“Aren’t you supposed to do something in detention?”

“What do you want to be doing?” said Trent. “Writing ‘I will not act like I’m the teacher and tell people what to do’ a thousand times?”

“If I’m the only one who did anything wrong,” said Maya, “how come you guys are here?”

“Is there something you’d rather be doing?” Cal was sitting at the teacher’s desk. He might as well, since Ms. Mallon wasn’t in the room. And she hadn’t come in from where she was to yell at him yet.

Maya was sitting in one of the chairs in the front row, where the trumpets sat in band class. “Don’t they normally go weed the flowerbeds or something in detention?”

“Free labor?” Trent was in the chair behind one of the keyboards.

“It would be better than doing nothing,” said Maya, “which we’re currently doing.”

“We don’t have to be doing nothing.” Cal got up from the desk and wandered back to the percussion section. He located a pair of sticks on the back table, sat down at the drum kit, and started drumming.

“You’re going to get us in trouble,” said Trent, eyeing him.

Cal crashed a cymbal, lightly. “Did she tell us to do anything else?”

“I didn’t know you played the drums,” said Maya.

“I don’t.” Cal attempted a drum roll. “Do I sound like I know what I’m doing?”

Maya started trying to sing along.

“That was not at all what I was playing.” But Cal stopped and picked up what Maya was singing instead.

Trent rolled his eyes. “Now if Mallon walks in she’ll give you a duet in the spring concert.” Suddenly he went very still and sat staring a hole through the closets.

In the middle of a line, Cal looked at him. “Yes? Are you okay?”

“Is that why she has us in here doing nothing? She’s trying to make us put aside our differences like the chorus version of the Breakfast Club and like, form a band?”

“Would Mallon do something like that?” Cal felt Maya looking at him. He looked back. They both tilted their heads, then nodded a little. He changed his comment to, “A band? Maybe an a capella group. Maya doesn’t play an instrument.”

“And you do? You just said you’re faking it. Trent does?”

“Trent plays some piano.”

Trent plopped his hands on the keyboard and offered a dreary rendition of the beginning of Pachbel’s canon.

“I could learn an instrument. I always thought it would be cool to play the guitar.”

“Guitar’s what Cal plays. When he’s not faking the drums.”

Cal crashed a cymbal again, with less restraint this time.

“You can have two guitars. Or bass. Don’t you need a bass?”

Trent crossed his arms and slouched in his seat. “Y’all are taking this way too seriously. My point is, I am not letting a teacher with a God complex trick me into starting a band.”

“Well, feel free to sit there and be bored.” Cal got up and went to sit closer to Maya, whistling a top 40 song.

“Whenever I hear that song,” said Maya, “I always wish it was Keep Away. It kind of sounds–”

“Keep Away? You mean like–” Cal started singing it.

Maya finished the line with him. “Yeah?”

“I swear I thought I was the only one who knew that song. I mean, obviously not the only one who knew it, but I didn’t expect to meet anyone else who knew it.”

Maya pulled her phone out, and she and Cal started going through her music, finding songs they both knew, singing snatches of them.

Trent muttered something about “playing right into her hands”. But eventually he stopped stopping himself and sat up and started picking out chords on the keyboard to join in.

#my writing

[joytraveler]

61. Special Treat For Super Players

The screen goes black, and one by one, sixty stars light up on the screen, which must be the game counting up how many games you've finished. When all sixty stars disappear, Joyce's face reappears with that same big smile.

["You are a wonderful player! You make me feel very appreciated. Thanks from Joy Traveler!"

["Did you know that many of the games in this collection were made by children?"]

Joyce hides her mouth but you can tell she's giggling. ["Sometimes it shows! But the children made them all by themselves! And now..."]

She slides off the screen and is replaced with a new logo: JOY GAME MAKER. ["...so can you!"]

"AaaaAAAAAAAAAAaaaaa!!!" Bea, who looked like she was on the brink of dozing off, is suddenly full of energy and spinning around in her chair! Good thing she put down the controller first! "HOW DO I DO IT! Tell me moooore..."

Baconnaise: Bea. You're drooling. Chill. aroseahorseboy I'M drooling HNV: I don't think you'll be able to do much, you don't have a keyboard!

Upon pressing start, the player is brought to a screen with what looks like a big schoolroom, with Joyce herself sitting at the desk at the front. Every element in the room seems to have a function. There's an art easel, which is presumably for drawing sprites; a piano, for music; a tape recorder; a map on the wall; and an open door leading to the playground outside. Hard to tell what some of these things mean at this point! Looks like you can select Joyce too.

Bea has quickly doodled several of her followers as bees (their "beesonas") before she even clicks on Joyce, presumably for tips on how to actually MAKE a game. "I should probably have realized sooner that you guys won't actually be able to PLAY this but, too late now"

Syrupentine: YOU DREW HONEY SYRUP! *dies happy*

When you pick Joyce, she stands up and pulls down a screen, prompting:

[What kind of game would you like to make?]

There are at least 30 different game models to make, starting with side-scroller, shmup, 2D fighter, all the way to JRPG and Board Game!

She selects 2D fighter! "FIGHT FOR MY AFFECTION, HAHAAH!!"

The screen closes and returns to the classroom, but now "2D Fighter" is written on the chalkboard-- and two people are practicing fighting outside the window! Looks like that's where the game design happens.

When Bea chooses the playground, she takes control of Glem! By standing on different spots and pressing the shoulder buttons, she can change how he handles, making him faster or slower, jumping higher or lower, even changing his friction against the ground.

aroseahorseboy: is it odd to anyone that we're making a game in a genre that we haven't even seen yet in this collection?

"Well there's got to be at least one, or it wouldn't have the option!" she tries to adjust the controls to make a good balance of strength and speed. "Too floaty, too slow.. there we go, just right"

berd_snurglar: make mine a bumblebee cuz i bumble shit up all the time lol

"FINALLY! Ok, I think, maybe, we can take this for a test run now, at the very least. Thanks for your patience, guys! ....Guys?"

"...Well that's it for Press Bea today, see you tomorrow with more Joy Traveler!"

aroseahorseboy: no no i'm awake, kinda

When Bea chooses the computer disk to save her game, a truck also appears labeled "Export".

She selects it right away, not really thinking. "And off into the wild you go, little friend."

Options appear: [ PC / Mac / Android / iOS ]

".... PC, I guess? This thing's got wireless??"

[Compiling...]

A 'document' opens up with 36 pages to view. Each page has what Bea at first takes to be meaningless garbage, until she scrolls down and sees the boxes in the corners-- they're actually highly complex QR codes.

Baconnaise: Ok anyone speak robot talk GlockRoach: Bea my character has a special move. he has a gun. his special move is he just fucking shoots people with his gun Please put this in berd_snurglar: guys this is a program file that looks like it checks out except bea didn't do shit Klickitat_Street: This is fucking Objective-C... and you wrote it by mooshing a little man around on screen. I write code for a living, Bea. They're paying me to come in, eat donuts, and write things that are less elegant than this.

"NO IDEA WHAT I DID.. That's how kids made these games, it really was just that easy. I thought this was supposed to be a bunch of games for kids, but it's game for kids to make games with!"

GlockRoach: Well that explains a lot Syrupentine: I hope "Renk" finishes his game someday! GlockRoach: He's probably like ten or twenty years older by now at least. Or dead.

"This is ahead of its time NOW, I can't imagine it's all that old!" She looks for a way to test the game itself

Klickitat_Street: It can't be THAT much older if this lets you export to ios and android?

There's a poster of a movie clapboard that says 'action' on the wall; when she chooses it, Bea's game launches!

BUZZKILL! (that's the title she wrote in the fat cartoony font she chose)

Two angry little bees duel with their stingers on the title screen! Pressing start takes you to SELECT YOUR BEE!

"I can't play this because I can't believe it. Sorry, I can't...BEElieve it!"

Syrupentine: I wonder if there's something to let you make a random game... ...that's what the bingo cage on the desk is for, isn't it!!

"Let's find out!" she says. Syrup's bee just defeated Glock's anyway! Sadly she, too, perishes shortly after, having lost her stinger. "Uh.. maybe I can edit that out later"

Syrupentine: I can't believe you put that in... T_T ...I mean literally, that the game even gave you the option to make that happen! GlockRoach: GOTCHA BITCH

"Hey hey be civil now, if I can find out how to send this to you you can just kill each other that way!"

Zooming in on the bingo cage, it spins a few times and spits out a bunch of balls. They're decorated with symbols that aren't immediately meaningful, but there are some familiar icons, including some sprites from other games. Two more balls form a button: OK ?

berd_snurglar: i see some old friends of ours

"Let's see what you come up with on your own, game!"

[Compiling...]

A blue stone title screen pops up with the name written in block letters: PIZZA HERO.

After a moment, though, Joyce's face leans in, looking sheepish. "Is this title okay? If there's anything you don't like in a randomized game, you can pause and change it any time!"

"Looks good to me, Joyce! I come up with worse titles all the time! Besides, those are two things I like, can't go too wrong!”

When the game starts, the player is lost in a deep, dark forest, with only one person in sight to talk to. The player, however, is the green fuzzball from Fuzzed, and the NPC is an Angul! It's not attacking, though.

When Bea approaches the Angul, a dialogue box opens up:

[O BRAVE HERO, WE PRESENT TO THEE A QUEST!] [YOU MUST RETURN THE PIZZA OF COURAGE!]

#jtnuggets #bea #redmom #joyce #mar 9 #baconnaise #aroseahorseboy #hnv #syrupentine #glockroach #berd #klickitat street

[dragbunart]

idea for the UDGA roleswap AU, so i saw your idea of the persona shuichi uses to hide his identity Sleuth, but what if we called it Noir instead? and anytime he shows up at all, everything suddenly gets a noir filter (maybe from like some kind of machine in his hat? idk lol) and that's why nobody knows who he is, he's just this mysterious detective who somehow applies a filter to the world whenever he shows up, also i feel like kaito would think that him having a fucking noir filter anywhere he shows up would be the funniest thing in the entire world. also shuichi wouldn't talk because it would give away his identity (just like the keyboardist) but instead of doing normal writing or sign language or something he has like 300 responses on paper that all look like shitty ransom notes you'd see in a movie or show, the ones where all the letters are newspaper cutouts, it'd be great

Ok, I love this! Maybe not in his hat though! It could be something his Umbrella (his version of a hacking gun/the keyboard).

Quick tangent for this AU of UDGA: I imagine if UDGA were to get a game then this AU would be like the bonus novel like Ultra Despair Hagakure. I think an Apt name for this Au is Ultra Despair Girls: Aftermath (Alternate) SO UDG:A (A) lol that way you don't have to use as many characters when referring to the au in asks.

I love the ransom note idea... But it would make the moments with Kaede that are meant to be shippy VERY creepy. (when has creepy ever stopped me before?)

The Reason Noir (love that name for him) speaks and the Keyboardist doesn't is... Kaito's a fucking idiot... I love him... but like... and he is smart but he has to REALLY care about something to be smart.

In UDGA Kaede kinda watches Himiko and Maki for a bit before she hops in to save the day, and she realizes Maki would recognize a voice immediately. It's because I imagine there are recordings of Kaede speaking from interviews at her concert... It would be harder to hide.

Shuichi however watches Kaito and Tenko fighting about how to take out a Monokuma for 10 minutes and realizes these morons are DOOMED without assistance (he was going to help anyways) and probably ACCIDENTALLY talks in front of them during the fight... And Neither go 'Shuichi? Dude, that you?'. He'd probably only use Nonverbal communication with Kaede honestly (In this AU she's the one who figured out HE was trying to murder and the Skill to Hear Multiple People at once STARTS with Kaede). And I don't imagine he was very famous other than Hope's Peak stuff. So no recordings of him.

In the game WHen the Keyboardist shows up there's supposed to be soft piano music when she first arrives. So I Imagine in the game some like smooth jazz or other detective-sounding shit plays when the noir filter appears. And Unlike the keyboardists (whose music is ACTUALLY happening in game to the other characters) Noir's is just for the player (though his NOIR filter would be actually happening)

#udg:aftermath #I love that this au which started as a shit post took on a life of its own #I'm workign on comics but i love people are adding to the content for it #even just in asks

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(—) ★ spotted!! SADIE MOORE on the cover of this week’s most recent tabloid! many say that the 26 year old looks like EMMA MACKEY, but i don’t really see it. while  the SINGER is known for being CONFIDENT my inside sources say that they have a tendency to be PESSIMISTIC i swear, every time i think of them, i hear the song AINT IT FUN - PARAMORE

BASIC INFORMATION:

name: sadie rebecca moore.

nicknames: n/a.

pronouns: she/her.

gender: cisfemale.

age: twenty-six.

date of birth: may 10th, ‘96.

place of birth: perth, australia.

astrological sign: taurus.

orientation: bisexual, demibiromantic.

APPEARANCE:

height: five foot seven.

hair colour: naturally light brown, currently dyed blonde.

eye colour: brown.

wardrobe style: a kind of bright pop rocker style.

tattoos: various ( tba ).

piercings: earrings, nose, industrial, nipples.

voice claim: hayley williams / paramore.

HEALTH:

physical ailments: n/a.

mental ailments: n/a.

alcohol use: drinks socially.

drug use: ecstacy before concerts, weed occasionally.

addictions: none.

PERSONALITY:

positive traits: inventive, confident, encouraging.

negative traits: self-centered, easily bored.

ACTIVITIES & SKILLS:

skills: singing, guitar, songwriting.

weaknesses: acting, keeping her nose out of other people’s business.

languages spoken: english.

FAMILY:

father: thomas moore ( alive, forty - seven )

mother: lilian mcnamara moore ( deceased, aged , forty - five )

older brother: name tbd ( alive, between 26 - 32 )

CAREER/LIFE DETAILS:

1996: born to thomas moore ( 27 ) and lilian mcnamara ( 25 ) in perth, her parents were the epitome of highschool sweethearts. they met when they were fifteen and were engaged before they even finished school.

2003: started taking guitar lessons from her dad, who owned a music shop and played multiple instruments himself. she immediately showed some talent for it. she also tried to learn the piano, but her hands were still small and she quickly grew too impatient.

2006: she joined the school band and almost immediately also began trying to set up her own band.

2009: sadie finally got her band:  sadie and the rock goblins.

2013-2015: sadie and the rock goblins became ‘stasis’. the band was quickly starting to book gigs around perth, and eventually even further out.

2016: they had recorded a few EPs in her dad’s studio and they were midway through recording an actual album they were contacted by the record company fueled by ramen, offering to help them with their album and help promote it. they accepted and their album ‘All We Know Is Falling’ came out later that same year. the album hits the charts and a tour is quickly planned for australia and new zealand, though soon after, they extend the tour to europe and a limited run in the US. they also release a live album.

2018: during their touring, they recorded their second album, ‘Riot!’ and continued touring. a live album is released after touring.

2020: their next album ‘Brand New Eyes’ is released. sadie also tries her hand at acting, but it is met with mixed reviews and generally bad critiques regarding her performance in the ‘otherwise decent’ flick. she decides not to go back to acting. a concert film, however, is released after their performance in the O2 arena in london.

2022: their self-titled album ‘stasis’ is delayed and was due to be released in 2022, but is now scheduled for early 2023.

WANTED CONNECTIONS:

band members: lead guitarist, bass player, drummer, keyboard player –– would all be loved!

manager: the band has recently taken on a new manager after their old manager retired.

#⸻ ✧ SADIE MOORE : ISMS ⧽ #hillzhqsintro