#i like to think theyre the same height but maybe im onto something here….

[supranatra]

The work is never over! KILL KILL KILL!!!!!

Edit: da arm

Edit2: other things

#RB THIS VERSION PLEASE IM SORRY X JCSBJXEJBEC #stratatata #my art #lies of p fanart #lop #carlo lies of p #lop pinocchio #brothers of some kind #that one meme #ofc lol #does carlo look taller ?? lol #i like to think theyre the same height but maybe im onto something here…. #lies of p

[bobacupcake]

For the shader thing, I was curious about what you think of the fake volumetric ground fog in TotK. I couldn't find a screenshot of it, but it's very prominent in the ancestor cutscenes, I'm sure you're familiar with it

you are so right that i am familliar with them i fixated on them every time i got this cutscene aghjfbgjh

im not sure!!! i have a few guesses though but nothing is super pointing me towards them

for starters, i imagine the thing driving it is some kind of noise/cloud heightmap texture, along with something masking out areas where they should be and shouldnt be (both of these textures are moving & distorting)

but as for how theyre actually doing it.. houghh.. there is definitely a Height to it, if you look at their legs you can see that much, so its not just a really cleverly lit plane.......

mario odyssey has a kind of similar thing in cap kingdom, but im not 100% convinced these are using the same technique

talked with @krisp-xyz about this and she pointed out the mario one definitely seems more mesh-based, with the alpha being set based on how far objects in back of it are (so if the fog is right in front of a solid surface, its very transparent, but if its further away, its more solid!!)

another thing that i'm not 100% sure about, but the fog in totk seems lower resolution, compared to everything else? so my two guesses are either its just a very fancy mesh-based approach, with the general "shape" of the clouds being blocked out and pushed around by the textures, and then the textures & normal maps being used to give it convincing lighting + transparency (along with what theyre doing in mario odyssey, transparency based on the depth of the objects behind it). and then on top of that it definitely seems like it would be blurred a little bit with a post-processing effect to hide the fact that its a mesh even further, and placed onto the scene based on the depth information. this is kind of similar to what the clouds in sea of thieves do. if this explanation sounds kind of vague thats because it is it looks soo good if theyre doing it like this i cant begin to imagine the specific calculations theyre doing to get it looking so natural from different angles

which is why my second theory is from, and its that, they are doing raymarching??? it LOOKS raymarched, but i didnt jump to it because, raymarching is expensive!! essentially when you hit a mesh, you then start taking little tiny steps through it, and after a certain number of steps, you add all the values you got together, and divide it by the number of steps, and thats the average for that point ! you can also do a lighting calculation for each point but the more things you add onto a raymarched shader the performance very quickly adds up, since if say your step count is 64, every operation you do on a pixel will be done 64 times

here's a very old gif of me messing around with it .. in like ..... 2017......

but again i hesitate on this because, its a switch!! and raymarching is expensive!! though like i said it does look like its scaled up and possibly blurred, so if they were doing the raymarching calculations at like 4x the screen size, and only needed a few steps because it is only taking up a little bit of the ground and they can blur it, and also marking the areas where they Dont have to do raymarching by the mask texture. then maybe????? unless someone has access to the rendering frames for this though i would not be able to say for sure. but those are my two theories!!!

#anonymous #ask #potion of answers your question #totk spoilers #for if you havent completed a single regional pheoenoenoemena yet #gamedev stuff

[olde-scratch]

tumblr killed the quality. crying.

had a dream last night and awoke feeling completely changed. so, like the reasonable writer i am, i decided to draw it. my wrist hurts now. i did also write it, though. in the read more.

i only slept for about three hours last night (went to bed at 3, woke up at 6:30, finished drawing at 9) so sorry if it's bad. also im not an artist. writing is very much my strongsuit out of the two. but here we go.

the dream started with a cold open of a long video featuring someone traveling down some sort of a rainbow tunnel, unable to move as theyre dragged down by gravity in the tight tunnel. i don't know what was at the end, but i remember there being an end

the next scene introduced me to some sort of clearing with a large, rectangular hole, a small house with no floor (all very minecraft-esque, though how it looks in my mind now might be a product of me trying to figure out how it looked when i woke up), and for some goddamn reason ethan from crankgameplays. i won't be calling him ethan because you'll find out.

we both ended up stripping to our underwear, with him opting to change half-hidden in the doorway of the shack. i don't remember what we talked about, but it was pretty lighthearted. my socks were bloody when i took them off. not like i had stepped in blood, but like they had been laying there and i had bled onto them, with some collecting in a small pool and the rest crackling out in a lighter, fresher red. it was shiny, like it was fresh, but i was not injured. and if i was, that wasn't how blood worked.

he climbed into the hole, which was mostly just a slope of stone downwards. There was a sort of disgusting, yellow sludge "pit" (a shelf of the rock that sloped to capture the slime) that reached about his sternum when he crawled in. I think I did, too, at some point, but I must have gotten out at some point. I think it came up to about my collarbone?

I remember spying these two jars, thin and perhaps a bit bigger than my forearm, girth-wise. Height-wise, they were maybe 6 inches? They were covered in the slimy, semitransparent, yellow sludge and filled with I don't even know what. I remember seeing balls about the size of marbles, though they were also the same color as the sludge, though opaque like the rest of the contents.

I remember asking him what they were for, and he explained to me that every time he had gone down the hole, he had heaved into the jars and sealed them. He opened the one with the not-marbles and rated it a 9/10 or something? Disgusting. I'm so sorry, Ethan.

I ended up filling a jar at his insistence. It was weird, because it didn't feel like it was involuntary, but it wasn't like I had made myself throw up, either. It felt like I was being guided. Or maybe that's how I justified the feeling of throwing up in a dream to myself.

"Are you sure this is real?" I asked him, crouched by the hole, looking down at him from across the yellow sludge.

He looked me in the eye as he replied, "One hundred percent, dude."

Then I was climbing into the hole. It had changed to a small, circular hole at some point, but that part doesn't matter.

The inside of the hole was some sort of blue origami tunnel, set up so that when weight was placed on them, they would give way slowly. I began to slide down slowly, first with my eyes closed, then looking down, then looking around.

Wait, I thought. That video was so long. I don't have anything to do. I'll be bored.

I debated, briefly, continuing down anyways.

I put my arms out.

And I crawled back out.

With my legs dangling over the edge, I looked down into the hole.

He was still going down.

And then I woke up.

#dreams #it all seems a bit silly to me now but i woke up a changed man #dont ask how i didnt drop down onto him when the origami started carrying me down #same reason the hole changed shape idk

[cupidmarwani-archive]

Doesn't realize theyre injured + buddie

I WROTE THREE QUARTERS OF THIS AND TUMBLR DELETED IT IM GONNA KMS // cishets DNI

Everyone is looking at him weird from the moment he walks into the station. It’s that strange, unreadable something that he hates having to try and deal with because it’s never good, is the thing. They looked at him like that after Shannon died. He figures he must be paranoid, though, because no one’s hurt, and he’s on edge from going fighting last night to blow off some steam. Eddie knows if they knew it would be the end of everything. Bobby would suspend, maybe fire him. None of the crew would speak to him anymore, including Buck, and just thinking about that makes him feel a little sick.

He can feel their eyes on him as he goes into the locker room to drop off his bag and finish buttoning up his uniform. Usually he keeps the top two or three undone, unless they’re on a call, but if they’re all going to look at him, he needs to be perfect. It was like that in the army. Fuck up one thing, perfect everything else so that you’re still useful. Viable. Making his uniform pristine will make it easier to face them, and maybe ease whatever emotion has them all staring at him like that.

They’re all still looking when he goes up to the balcony for breakfast. Bobby’s cooking, the others sitting around with their coffee and talking until they see him. There it is again. Buck stands up slowly and approaches Eddie the same way he approaches children- crouching a little to a lower height, hands up and out in a ‘surrender’ motion- trying to appear non threatening. He places his hands on Eddie’s shoulder and looks in his eyes. 

“Eddie,” he says gently, “I need you to sit down for me.”

His heart drops. That’s never good. “Did- did something happen to Christopher? Abuela?” They’re supposed to be at home, not even awake yet because it’s a weekend. If something happened- that’s why they’re all looking at him. No, no, he can’t do this again. 

“Hey, no. They’re alright. Just breathe.”

Buck herds Eddie toward the couch, making him sit. Over his shoulder Bobby turns off the stove, and a moment later, Hen and Chimney appear. Chimney has the medical bag slung over his shoulder, and they’re both wearing blue nitrile gloves. When they get closer, Buck moves to sit beside Eddie, holding his hand loosely so the two of them can kneel in front of them.

The first thing Hen does is shine her pen light into his eyes, and it’s so much brighter than normal. He flinches from it, but she still waits a bit longer before putting it aside, murmuring something he doesn’t hear, and getting the saline bottle from the bag. 

“Hey, Eddie. Baby.

That gets Eddie’s attention. Buck has never called him baby before. It’s nice, though, and he turns his head to the side to look at him while Hen stills Eddie’s chin with one hand. She squeezes the saline bottle over the side of his head with the other. 

“Does your head hurt?”

“No? Why would it?”

Hen presses her lips together in a thin line and sets aside the saline in favor of a folded square of gauze, which she presses up against his head. Chimney speaks next. “Do you remember where you went after work last night, Eddie? What you did?”

He went fighting, but he absolutely can’t tell them that. So he says it doesn’t matter. Buck sighs and squeezes his hand as Hen shows him the gauze, stained rusty red-brown. He’s bleeding. He didn’t hit his head while fighting last night, though. Got the shit kicked out of him, sure, but he would have known if he had a head injury or something. He’s not that oblivious to his body, no matter how good he’s always been at suppressing pain.

“Look at me, Eddie,” Chimney says, his voice maddeningly slow. “You have a pretty nasty head injury. Your pupils are fixed, you’re still bleeding, and you’re in shock. We’re going to bring you to the hospital.”

“I don’t need a hospital.”

Eddie tries to stand up, but his legs feel a little weak, and he winds up just clinging to Buck beside him. “You need to let us take you. You’re hurt.”

“I- I don’t-”

“What would you say if it was Buck?” Bobby chimes in. “If Buck came into work bleeding from a head injury, didn’t remember how it happened, and could barely walk on his own, you would want him to go to the hospital, right?”

“Yeah, no question.”

Buck cups his cheek and gives him a small smile. “So let us take care of you, okay?”

He means to protest, but the next thing he knows, he’s sitting on the gurney in the back of the ambulance. Buck’s right beside him, holding a fresh square of gauze up against his head. In his free hand, he’s got a phone up against his ear. 

“Thank you so much, Mrs. Diaz. We’re taking him to the hospital now, I’ll keep you updated. Tell Christopher I said hi. - Yeah. Of course. - Okay, thank you, bye.”

Buck pockets his phone again and offers Eddie one of his bright smiles.

“I was just calling your grandmother to tell her what’s going on. She’ll look after Christopher if you need to stay at the hospital for a bit, don’t worry.”

Before Eddie can respond, he feels the ambulance braking. Chimney’s a smooth driver, but it’s always rough to get a machine this heavy to slow down properly from the high speeds it requires. They’re at the hospital now. Hen opens the door, and Buck helps her lower the gurney onto the sidewalk outside like Eddie’s just some patient.

“It doesn’t hurt at all,” he tells Buck. “I don’t feel hurt.”

“Don’t worry, baby, the doctors will take care of it. And I’ll be here the whole time.”

#buddie #mine #angst #Anonymous

[just-a-dumb-gay]

I have an idea on how Handon could end and Hizzie could become a thing. (Warning: Long post)

And also a very rough half decent idea for how like all of season 2 can go. And the Hizzie part of season 3. (This is just hoping and assuming we'll get season 3 lol)

Now I'm thinking of season 2 having roughly 16 episodes again. So that's how im going to type this, just for a rough guestimates.

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Okay so we know the magic of malivore is still active (because nobody remembers Hope) despite malivore APPARENTLY being destroyed.

So imagine someone remembers Hope. Said person (or people) then spend episodes 2x01 to 1st half 2x04 trying to find a way to get her out. Then the second half of 2x04 to 2x06 getting her out.

Even though she's out nobody remembers her other than said person (or people) that got her out. So 2x07 to 2x10 is then a somewhat peaceful time as they are trying to figure out how to make everyone remember Hope. Which they then succeed, but its kind of the 2x10 cliffhanger.

Now obviously trying to bring back and remember Hope wont be the only storyline going on. So 2x11 starts with us finding out they're plan to make everyone remember Hope worked. Then the rest of the episode is reunions and catching Hope up on the rest of the chaos going on.

In 2x12, Hope is helping out with other plotlines going on. Kind of a filler episode without much going on. Then the end of 2x12 is some confusing cliffhanger.

2x13 we then found out malivore isnt totally gone, bringing Hope out reveresed the magic. Kinda like how a normal stake to the heart kills an original vamp, but not permanently.

2x13 - 2x15 is then spent finding out malivore is actually up walking around again. Following leads and such to try and find out where it is. And at the end of the episode they're gearing up to go after him.

2x16 is then an epic battle pretty much. And the way malivore fights is by spitting out monsters. So they aren't fighting malivore as such, just the monsters it's puking.

There would probably be the twins, Hope and Landon, Ric and a vamp or 2. Probably MG and/or Kaleb. And to get everyone around, id think they'd be using that ugly car from the road trip episode.

So:-

- First quarter of 2x16 spent finding malivore.

- 2nd quarter spent going over a plan and everyone getting into position.

- 3rd quarter spent trying and succeeding at taking down malivore. Actually killing it this time.

- finale quarter. Everyone seeing to injuries and stuff like that.

They then find out Landon died during the whole fighting the monsters part. Hope is obviously upset, but doesn't worry too much thinking he'll come back.

So there's a small time jump (like a couple hours). The twins and Hope asleep in the car.

I'm thinking Josie asleep in the front seat after dozing off while talking to Ric who's nearby with Landon.

And then Hope and Lizzie passed out in the middle. Either one totally on top of the other simply cos that sounds cute. But most likely one has their head on the others shoulder or one lying down using the others legs as a pillow.

And MG and/or Kaleb just sitting in the back of the car minding their own business, maybe asleep too.

And Ric watching over Landon, waiting for him to come back.

Then, the last scene is Ric taking a closer look at Landons body before saying something like "You should've burst into flames by now." And boom season 2 ends.

Season 3 picks up immediately after, with Ric waking up Hope. Accidentally waking Lizzie at the same time.

So Ric explains Landon should've woke up by now and Hope grabs some research stuff they had about malivore that they brought with them. So the 3 of them sit beside Landon and have a look through it.

At first they cant find anything. Then there's a bit Ric explains he didnt understand, but now he does.

A bit explaining that the magic of malivore will dissapear when malivore dies. That magic including any abilities of malivores offspring. Meaning Landon became an ordinary human when malivore died.

So Hope is obviously upset, full on sobbing and everything. Ric is about to comfort her, but to his slight surprise Lizzie is quick to hug Hope. Obviously Hope and Lizzie being closer now and trusting Lizzie, she just collapses into Lizzie.

So after that, Lizzie becomes very protective over Hope. Doing everything she can to be near Hope, and everything she can to comfort Hope. Maybe even at Landons funeral, Hope clinging onto Lizzie's arm.

So Lizzie spends alot more time with Hope who constantly tries to push everyone away. Just puts up all the walls that fell down during season 1. Not wanting anyone to care about her because everyone that does winds up hurt or worse.

Lizzie is the only one who is stubborn enough to barge her way back into Hopes life (despite how cold Hope tries to be towards everyone).

When Hope is still trying to be alone, Lizzie would just sit somewhere in Hopes room and talk to her even though Hope is doing her best to ignore Lizzie in the hope she'll give up and go away.

Eventually Hopes walls start to crumble and they start to have short conversations in Hopes room.  And eventually that builds into going out and sitting by the lake, walking in the woods and visiting Landons grave.

Eventually, on one of their visits to Landons grave. Lizzie just looks at the gravestone before saying something like "Cant believe I actually miss you, Hobbit." without thinking. She's about to apologise but is surprised to hear Hope laugh a little. Not much of a laugh, like if you weren't listening you would've missed it.

So that happens. Then slowly but surely Hope becomes happier, mostly because of Lizzie.

They grow closer and we see Lizzies feelings for Hope become stronger, yet she decides not to act upon them because she doesn't want to be disrespectful towards Hopes love for Landon and give her a decent amount of time to mourn Landon.

Now I have 2 ½ ideas for their first kiss (and yes they are kinda cliche, but cute. So don't judge):-

1 - On one of their late night trips to sit down by the lake, they've got a big blanket wrapped around them both. Lizzie has her head on Hope's shoulder and Hope notices Lizzie starting to doze off. She lets Lizzie sleep for a while before deciding it's getting a little cold.

So she gently wakes Lizzie up and cant help but laugh at how cute tired Lizzie is.

Lizzie then says something but Hope doesn't notice cos she's to busy staring at Lizzie.

Lizzie then manages to snap Hope out her daze and Hope cant stop herself anymore and kisses Lizzie.

2.1 - They're out walking in the woods. Hope trips and Lizzie manages to stop her from falling. But the way she grabs Hope, when Hope regains her balance she's barely an inch away from Lizzie's face (or as close as they possibly can be considering the adorable height difference). And then they both stare for a moment before going in for a kiss at the same time.

2.2 - Theyre in the woods and Hope trips. Lizzie tries to stop her but instead gets dragged down with Hope and lands on top of her. Same thing as 2.1, they both stare for a second then kiss.

And then just a whole load more Hizzie couple cuteness and Hizzie endgame!

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I got so carried away with this lmao. Legit took me like 2 hours to type it all (well, between texting and coughing alot so maybe more like an hour and a half)

I wonder if I should use this for my writing? Yeah im using this.

I know posting this here means some ass might steal my idea, but I have other ideas I can weave into this and bits that need changed to fit my writing so it wouldn't turn out the same anyways. Doesn't mean you can steal my idea though, DONT EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!

#legacies #hizzie #hope mikaelson #lizzie saltzman

[dunkalfredo]

Im in love with your vision of Infinite and Rookie and i want to hear some of your sweet headcanons about their time together. If anyone asked something similar, refer me to this post, please. Thanks!

alskdjnsjklnljkls tysm!!!! yeah sure ill share some headcanons. i did a post on a similar topic about a month ago but that’s more their individual personalities/aesthetics than actual relationship material so ill go ahead and add on some stuff here.

i should note that portions of this are based heavily off of the idea that they grew up together so prepare for some au territory at this point. my backstory for them is becoming so intricate jfc;;;;;; i really hope ur not disappointed with this answer i have like an entire pre-forces narrative planned out in my head at this point OTL if u were hoping for more general stuff just lemme know i can give you some more hcs for that (there’s already some but there’s also Backstory stuff that i can’t really explore through oneshot format)

this is entirely self indulgent tbhhhh anyways click that mf Keep reading button

there’s a lot of like. casual touch. lotsa hugs and leaning on each other and resting their chin on the other’s shoulder (or top of head depending on who’s who bc height difference) while looking over them at what they’re doing and its really rooted in their learning early on how much Gadget loves that sweet sweet Physical Contact (if u scratch behind his ears he will melt, guaranteed, you’ll have yourself a Boneless Gadget with a two-liter coke)

if it’s raining out gadget will insist on doing something that’s not just sitting inside all day but snugglin w/ infinite ends up tempting him into doing Exactly That lol

there’s a lot of companionable silence between them when it’s just Them Alone in a Room. sure they talk and chat and joke but there are so many times where it’s just,,, being Together,,, and enjoying being in the other’s presence as they each do their own thing

sorta going into childhood/backstory stuff but uhhhh:

starting freshman year of highschool they started just bein each other’s dates to school dances even though they were “just friends” for like half of that timespan . i love cheesy stuff like that im sorry bro i had to include that tidbit i know it’s super specific and particular to my own backstory for them but just, they’re best buds and they gonna have a good time at homecoming lol

please imagine: those cute pre-dance pictures that parents take at the stairwell or front porch or somethin right before their kids leave, but with gadget and infinite. gadget’s got braces and they dont really fit in his mouth and his lenses reflect the light in the photo and oops infinite blinked and his shirt is too big and tbh their suits in gen just don’t really fit them right, gadget’s shirt is untucked and infinite’s tie is crooked but it’s okay, they’re both smilin reeeeaaaal big (and besides they figure out how to look Aesthetically Pleasing by junior year)

summers were hot in their hometown (note: i grew up in the north so i know nothing of True Heat, bear with me on this one.) most evenings were spent out on gadget’s fam’s back porch, cold towels resting on the backs of their necks, sweat in and under their fur, and they’re melting into the wood of the deck, fan plugged into that one weird outlet on the outside of the house that’s really more a fire hazard than anything else but the cool air is nice. they’re just lounging around reading comic books and listening to music on infinite’s old zune (lots of mid-2000s punk rock bands bc what else were u expecting) and in later years when they’re in that teen puppy love stage they’re trying to cuddle but it’s TOO DAMN HOT OUTSIDE so they resort to like, gentle hand holding, infinite reading some pretentious literary work or whatever and gadget spacing tf out next to him

when they graduate and are assigned a partner to walk down the aisle with they still end up w/ each other even though technically the partners are chosen according to alphabetical order and they’re on opposite ends of that list whOOPS how’d they do that? (hint: last minute shuffling in line)

when they move outta their small lil home town and into The Big City (im gonna say that would be Sunset Heights to tie in some canon plot relevance) they move in together and share a flat. a) its more financially manageable to just split housing costs like that and b) it’s been a dream their entire lives to live together when they’re older so oh!!! they’re older now!!!!! time to live together

(okay that’s all for backstory stuff back to reg hcs)

neither can cook but its ok

it may seem like they bicker a lot but it’s usually either the like, joke argue of “what do you mean craft mac n cheese is gross take that back” or reprimands like “it’s one a.m. time to sleep u Fool” (self-care is important, lads). they actually communicate really well so high-stakes arguments aren’t super common (and when they do happen they dont tend to explode. i wanted to have them be the type that argue for understanding and not to prove they’re right, so that greatly affects the outcomes of their disputes.)

infinite loves to hum while he’s doing things, or just in gen, and his voice is very low and smooth and gadget looooooves it, so much. they’ll be, i dunno, doing some mundane thing, like maybe they’re out getting groceries or doin dishes or something (i love me that domestic content) and he’ll start humming quietly and it just, it really grounds gadget in a way that sometimes he doesn’t even know he needs till infinite does it.

anyone here ever played bayonetta? any a yall remember those bits where there’s a woman in bayo’s memories singing and/or humming ‘fly me to the moon’ all quiet and low? think that but just,,,, pitched down,,,, yeah,,,

the tunes are usually very slow and while not so much melancholy theyre just? i dunno melodic in the same lax, smooth-tempo’d way a lot of melancholy songs are? i dunno i like quiet, introspective infinite and aesthetics that reflect that

here’s a long one: about a month before infinite “goes missing” and forces happens, infinite lands a job at a local news outlet as one of the column writers and even tho he’s more into prose than journalism he’s so fuckin pumped. it’s mostly just excitement over not doing cashier work and having a money-makin outlet he’s at least somewhat interested in lol …aaaaaand the way ship headcanon works into this bullet is that when he finds out that he landed the job he so excited that when gadget walks into the room (it’s morning and gadget literally was just gonna get some coffee, he’s still in his pajamas, he’s got bedhead) infinite sees him and whoops he tackle-hugs him and then whoops he knocked them both onto the floor but its cool gadget kinda let it happen and when infinite tells him what happened and apologizes he’s now also super excited and happy for him so now there’s two (2) people screaming inside (and out) about this awesome development

here’s a short one: they wear each other’s clothes a lot

gadget’s v cuddly in his sleep so he gets really clingy w/ infinite when a) it’s early morning and they’re just waking up b) it’s Late o’ clock at night and they’re chillin at home or c) he’s Actually asleep and within like three feet of infinite

i dont really know how to end this lol i dont really wanna just start repeating myself and i might think of other stuff later but for now pls consider the following: when they sleep whoever’s big spoon ends up resting one hand over the other’s heart and it’s super sweet

oh and they smooch a lot (i told you this response was self indulgent)

#sonic forces #sonic the hedgehog #sonic forces infinite #gadget the wolf #rookinite #gadginite #buddinite #avanite #infidget #alsbdjslnjsknkds GOD #i keep adding new tags each time #anyways

[prettyhoons]

ok ok my anger has subsided so i think i should like… not ignore today even though it was saddening but maybe focus on the nice things that happened at rift rivals because i did meet a lot of cool people and had a lot of fun!!

i went with nat aka the c9 xayah quickshot kept talking about on stream lmao. she looked absolutely stunning (she always does tbh) but beauty has its price and we paid by being half an hour late lmao

but in we went and i ended up on camera bc i was sitting next to nat and i wanted it to end but oh well at least now we have proof that i was there!! i was super excited and constantly clinging to nat which eventually turned into petting nat bc her hood was just so soft and fluffy aaaaaaa

then the fanmeets rolled around and i was????? so nervous???????? because even though ive met some eu players before it wasnt all of them and the na players where a whole nother animal

but yeah we met jesiz, caps and broxah (soaz and rekkles didnt come out sadly) and they were so sweet! im probably gonna say that about every team lmao but they honestly were all so nice. anyway i didnt dare ask them for hugs yet which i would later end up regretting lmao

then g2 vs c9 happened and i was so?????? conflicted????????? but yeah i ended up meeting g2 again which honestly never gets old and i hugged them again which also never gets old!!!

then we met p1 and i asked them to sign @nekomieze ‘s sketchbook bc she couldnt be there sadly :( but they were so kind and honestly arrow’s signature is the tightest shit!! but yeah neko really put a lot of effort into it bc she drew cute lil pictures of p1 and c9 and i hope that when i send the sketchbook back to her she will post them either here or on twitter because theyre just so adorable!!!!!!!

and then!!!!!!! then we met c9!!!!!!!!!!!! like!!!!!!!

i was so shook when they came onto the stage because i was used to players looking their height on camera from eu teams right???? well!! c9 are so

tiny

smoothie and ray are roughly my height but the rest of them are much shorter i shed a few tears

and god they are!!!!! such sweethearts!!!!!!! all of them!! smoothie started asking me questions like “how are you” and got me all flustered tho… :( initially riot staff said that c9 wouldnt sign anything bc contractz was sick and should go to bed already (and he really looked like he was gonna pass out any minute) but they ended up staying. jensen and sneaky stayed behind the longest which was kind of surprising in jensens case bc i heard from na fans that hes usually not v comfortable with fan stuff but i was happy that he stayed so long!! and sneaky stayed until there was only nat and my other friends and me left and chatted with us. i’m still not over that tbh

and then we met tsm!! sadly they didnt sign anything that was kind of disappointing. normally i dont have any strong feelings about them but my brother likes bjergsen so i was hoping to get some signatures for him. same thing on the second day idk if they signed anything tonight :(( i did hug bjergsen though it was really nice!! the tsm players in general seem v nice!!

also i got a photo with kobe!!!! hes literally so adorable hes like a giant puppy

then the next day we didnt meet g2 at all which is kind of a bummer bc i only realized the morning of day 2 that i did actually have something to get signed for myself lmao im… smart

i did meet uol once again and hylissangs handwriting is so nice!! and sheepys and romains signatures are so cute aaaaaa

we took more photos with p1 and they handed out wristbands and fidget spinners for free!! eventually i annoyed nat so much with my hood petting that she handed me her fidget spinner so i would stop. i ended up petting her with the fidget spinner

then c9 once more!!! and more hugs!!! it was so nice! i tried to take revenge and started asking smoothie questions but he returned the questioning and got me flustered again aaa!! juan was luckily looking wayyy better on day 2. also sneaky and jensen stayed with us super long again!! nat actually had a Normal Conversation ™ with sneaky. like they literally talked for ten minutes about the troubles of being left handed lmao

aaand more fnc!! as in initially it was jesiz, caps and broxah again and this time i summoned the courage to ask for hugs!! and lemme tell ya hugging broxah temporarily cured my anxiety

then eventually soaz joined too (still no rekkles…. hope hes ok) so yay!! and nat was talking to finlay about her other cosplays while i was standing by awkwardly lmao

and then after the games quickshot was out there in the entry hall taking selfies with fans and when he saw nat he actually asked her for a selfie and a hug lmao it was so adorable!! quickshot is so adorable!!! i love him!!

but like the real kicker came after the games. like yall probably saw the tweets from xpecial about how much money p1 spent at mcdonalds right?? well we didnt!! and we were hungry so we went to the mcdonalds around the corner and guess who was there

but yeah that was it for me!! i went home this afternoon and while all my friends somehow managed to sneak into the studio one way or another im kind of glad i didnt pay money for that tragedy. except i wasted like most of my mobile data on trying to get the stream running while i was on the train haha and also juan apparently was buying beer in the entry hall after the games and according to nat it was adorable as all heck and i would have loved to see it but oh well!! cant have it all!!

all in all im more than happy i was there and im happy i met so many cool ppl, players and (new) friends alike!!

#not writing in anger anymore #also i want to hug broxah again #i want to hug all of them again #aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa #im not over sneakys kindness and broxahs hug and c9's respective heights and actually im not over so many things and i doubt i will ever be #rift rivals

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Youre Tiny People. Can You Open The Fridge And Get The Lemon?

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The world is a big place, and today is a huge time.

Today, everything is gigantic. Even small places like this.

Even small corners of small places.

Even small parts of small corners.

Even tiny people like you, from small parts of small corners.

Yes, even you are gigantic in your way today, in such a huge and modern time.

When youre tiny people, you have to look up at everything. Everything seems taller.

Sometimes you feel like nothing more than a camera on the floor of someones apartment.

Small things look huge.

Which, in turn, makes medium-sized things look small.

This is your friend Music Duck.

Music Duck is enormous.

Music Duck staggers a bit at your sudden, bold mention of the lemon.

The lemon? The source of sour? The lemon? The yellow lemon inside the fridge? The source of sour?

You quietly note that Music Duck is maybe drunk.

Listen me now. Listen to me. Youre tiny people. Even if you could somehow exit the room and cross the great wooden wilderness to reach the kitchen, youre going to have a hell of a time opening that fridge, let alone getting the lemon from

Music Duck trails off and zones out in silence.

Ask Music Duck about the lemon again as if you havent brought it up yet.

Ask Music Duck about Music Duck.

Leave Music Duck and go on your way.

Im Music Duck. But you can call me Music Duck. Im your music friend the duck.

Music Duck zones out in silence.

Ask Music Duck about the lemon.

Tell Music Duck that you know all about the lemon and that youre going to get it.

Leave Music Duck and go on your way.

Youre on the floor and youre on your way. Its a huge day.

Forward.

Leftward.

Backward.

Leftward.

Rightward.

Forward.

Rightward.

Look up at the sheer black wall to the left.

Go to the bottom of the guitar.

Forward, around the side of the guitar.

Climb.

Keep climbing.

Its a toy monkey.

Obviously, it cant talk, but as tiny people with large imaginations, sometimes you like to pretend to make it talk.

Leave it alone for now.

Pretend to make the monkey tell you about Bed Thing.

Bed Thing? says the monkey. We all know who Bed Thing is. Its the thing of the Bed, down there, on the horizon, feet and feet away.

Look.

You take in the view. The monkey is right. You can see for feet and feet from here.

Down below, slumbering with sound pillars (not making sounds right now) next to its ears, is Bed Thing.

You are all scared of Bed Thing, the thing of the bed. You dont know if Bed Thing has ever woken up.

Back down the black wall.

You hear distant joyful laughter.

Its getting closer.

A mysterious creature emerges.

Hahaha! it bellows. My friends! Im spasming because of my delight to see you. Did anyone ever mention something like this to you? Did I mention that I think you are looking strong? Hahaha! You caught me just as I left the underground fitness prison. So premium! Oh, my God. I remembered. Theres a special offer that I have to tell you about. Its a free trial membership to the prison I was just talking about. Hahaha! I am going to tell you about it now, and you have no choice but to listen.

Listen.

Walk away.

And did you know that my body was wet winter drizzle before I joined the underground fitness prison I was just talking about a few minutes ago? The mind was feral but, oh, how the legs and hands were domestic and withered! Hahaha! However, now! Look at me. I am as big as Bed Thing, I can barely fit inside myself, and I have to look down at you from such a dizzying height. Its a curse and, even better, an unqualified blessing! Very good for me! Youve got to try it for free! Go to prison with me! Confess that you are tiny!

No. Even though we are tiny people, we are enormous.

You arent the same size as Bed Thing.

Great. How soon can we start prison?

You took that guy up on his offer and joined prison. Well, in 365 years maybe you will be as big and feared as Bed Thing! Good luck!

Start Over

Hahaha! Of course! I used to think the same thing. Then in prison, I damaged my arms into shreds so bad that they regrew in exotic new shapes and sizes. Now, Im as big as Bed Thing, and its possible for you too. Its time for you to join prison. It isnt even close.

Be convinced and join prison.

Turn in unison and leave.

You turn in unison and leave.

Well, Im depressed that you feel that way. Hahaha! you hear from behind you.

Its Music Ducks biggest guitar. An enormous guitar for an enormous duck.

Step back.

Climb.

Climb.

Its the Ivory Flats, territory that Music Duck shares with Bed Thing.

Stomp across the Ivory Flats.

Walk across the Ivory Flats.

You go across every single button in the Ivory Flats, but they dont make noise. The flats must be off.

Look to the southeast.

Look to the south.

Its Bed Thing. Bed Thing is enormous. In some ways, Bed Thing is even more enormous than Music Duck.

Next to Bed Things ears are the pillars that are supposed to make sound. But theyre not making sound.

Theres something in Bed Things hand.

Look down.

From here you can see for feet and feet.

Look slightly right again.

Some cables hang down to the bed.

Use the cables as zip-lines.

You are on the bed. Somewhere deep beneath you, Bed Thing is breathing.

Forward.

Its Bed Things hand. There is a button in it. Bed Things hand is blocking it. You cant press it.

Approach Bed Things head.

You approach Bed Things head.

Its Bed Things head.

Go to Bed Things ear.

Shake the bed frame.

Its Bed Things ear.

Whisper good stuff into Bed Things ear.

Whisper bad stuff into Bed Things ear.

Breathe into Bed Things ear.

Hum into Bed Things ear.

Shake the bed frame.

Goal, you whisper into Bed Things ear. Bed Thing shouts in its sleep but does not wake up.

Go back to look at Bed Things head.

Shake the bed frame.

Penalty, you whisper into Bed Things ear. Bed Thing shouts in its sleep but does not wake up.

Go back to look at Bed Things head.

Shake the bed frame.

You breathe into Bed Things ear. Bed Thing frowns in its sleep but does not wake up.

Go back to look at Bed Things head.

Shake the bed frame.

You hum tonelessly into Bed Things ear. Bed Thing frowns in its sleep but does not wake up.

Go back to look at Bed Things head.

Shake the bed frame.

You shake the bed frame.

An exercise machine falls onto Bed Things head.

Bed Thing flinches in its sleep. Bed Thing is pressing the button.

Bed Thing unconsciously puts the exercise machine back in place and does not wake up.

The button is now on.

Go back toward the Ivory Flats.

Keep going.

Keep going.

Zip-line up to the Ivory Flats.

One by one, you zip-line up the wires to the Ivory Flats.

Tickle those buttons.

The very moment all of you stand on the buttons, a beautiful and awful noise blasts from the musical pillars next to Bed Things ears.

Look at Bed Thing go!

Its never done this before.

Its never cried out that loud.

Its never opened that door.

Its never staggered from the room swearing never to go back to bed again.

Look down.

You look down. Theres a horse.

Climb down the guitar and approach the horse.

You climb down the guitar and approach the horse.

You climb down the guitar and approach the horse, says the horse.

Mount the horse.

You mount the horse, says the horse.

Forward.

Forward, says the horse.

Look up.

Onward.

Look up, says the horse.

You do. Its a normal-sized flask.

Onward.

Onward, says the horse.

Look at the humanoid pile of clothes on the couch.

Go under the table.

Look at the humanoid pile of clothes on the couch, says the horse.

Yeah, you all agree. It almost looks like a person.

Go under the table.

Go under the table, says the horse.

Get off the horse.

Get off the horse, says the horse.

Look up.

You look up at the pile of clothes. It kinda looks like a person.

Climb into its lap.

You are in the lap of the humanoid pile of clothes.

Check out whats on the computer.

Check out whats on the side table.

Climb up to the face of the pile of clothes.

Climb back down to the horse.

A video is playing on the computer.

Back.

You look into the face of the pile of clothes.

Im not really a person, says the pile of clothes. Im a t

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Minnesota:  Day 27

JADE: -She's on the roof of the Crocker headquarters, pawing slowly through her mobile device. No updates since last night on the bulletin board... she imagines that group is travelling now. It's only a matter of time. Everything is going exactly as they thought.-

DAVESPRITE: -dutifully silent. Until he decides to shuffle and peek from his designated hiding place. Still the size of a canary.- do you often brood on rooftops

DAVESPRITE: i ask while also kicking it on the rooftop

DAVESPRITE: blame the bird part of me

DAVESPRITE: theyre pretty fond of heights i am anyway

DAVESPRITE: i am they and they are me

DAVESPRITE: (caw)

JADE: -squints down at him-

JADE: i mostly brood on rooftops when i know a little bird is watching

JADE: except consider this less brooding and more plotting J

ADE: just in case you forgot youre being held hostage

JADE: -he may or may not be in one of her coat pockets....-

DAVESPRITE: -it's a comfy coat pocket. He hangs and chills, sprite tail hanging out the opposite end.- youre one big bad jade

DAVESPRITE: a mega bad upsized to just plain Big (tm) served with a complimentary side of kickass

DAVESPRITE: cuz lets face it

DAVESPRITE: the irrefutable fact is you were always kickass(edited)

JADE: telling me things i already know isnt going to win you any points

JADE: i figured that out no thanks to you

DAVESPRITE: its no thanks to anyone

DAVESPRITE: not even gpa huh

JADE: of course not

JADE: i had to figure out everything on my own because it wasnt like anyone else was going to be there or honest

JADE: i spent way too much time taking care of everyone else instead of figuring out what i can do

JADE: its no wonder i got so depressed

DAVESPRITE: are you depressed right now

JADE: why would i be??

JADE: im not being held back anymore

DAVESPRITE: dunno

DAVESPRITE: doves gone a month without her mom

DAVESPRITE: kind of sucks someone else is having to watch out for her

JADE: and things will be better for her once i take care of this

JADE: thats what you dont get

JADE: its not enough to just say something

JADE: you have to actually do it

DAVESPRITE: i get it

DAVESPRITE: ive seen it

DAVESPRITE: im still seeing it

DAVESPRITE: im in the moment with you right now

DAVESPRITE: nothing else exists outside just the two of us having a chat

DAVESPRITE: thats how time works in your head anyones head

DAVESPRITE: small real moments that add up to something bigger than yourself

DAVESPRITE: without it were just frozen wonderin whether it was always supposed to be this way

DAVESPRITE: thats how i see it anyway

DAVESPRITE: what are you going to look like tomorrow

JADE: like someone who knows what she's doing

JADE: and stops listening to people who hurt her

DAVESPRITE: -he's quiet a long, long moment. Just listening.- did i hurt you

JADE: -Now she's quiet, too, though she shouldn't be. The mere cause of her silence just angers her more.- you lied to me

JADE: you say you think im strong but even you just think im a stupid little girl

JADE: that you have to hide everything from me

JADE: that i cant handle it or maybe just that you can get away with it

JADE: you dont trust me so why i should i trust you????

DAVESPRITE: you got a point gg

DAVESPRITE: i did hide a lot from you

DAVESPRITE: its more a reflection on my own weak game ass ass assholery than anything lets be real

DAVESPRITE: i dont deserve your trust i aint earned it

DAVESPRITE: but hey

DAVESPRITE: i never lied about why im doing this for

DAVESPRITE: cause that was always you

DAVESPRITE: and jade harleys a better reason to get my ass in gear than literally anything else that was going for me in the old au hah -The laughs sounds so dry. But it's there.-

DAVESPRITE: paradox space can go fuck itself it wasnt going to stop me

DAVESPRITE: this is what second chances are all about

DAVESPRITE: its just...

DAVESPRITE: you

JADE: ...

JADE: grrr...!!!

JADE: you cant just explain away everything like that! thats such bullshit

DAVESPRITE: how do you want me to explain it

DAVESPRITE: you want me to say we were a thing in the other universe

DAVESPRITE: me and jade

DAVESPRITE: and we were the only ones who had each other seeing as john fucked off somewhere in the peace corps

DAVESPRITE: his dad died dave was dead you never got in contact with him again

DAVESPRITE: real soon after that rose went missing didnt know what to do about that

DAVESPRITE: it was just me and you at skaianet trying to keep shit together for the rest of the world

DAVESPRITE: all until fish bitch took over

DAVESPRITE: and then

DAVESPRITE: you were gone too

DAVESPRITE: and there wasnt a single fucking thing i could about it(edited)

JADE: ...

JADE: or maybe you just decided im not good enough for you anymore

JADE: now that i know what i want

DAVESPRITE: thats a whole lot of assumptions to make

DAVESPRITE: point is

DAVESPRITE: i wasnt going to let it happen again

DAVESPRITE: i came here to try again

DAVESPRITE: and ill keep tryin

DAVESPRITE: til theres nothing left of me to try for you anymore

DAVESPRITE: so hey i guess that makes two of us

DAVESPRITE: knowing what we want

JADE: g...rrr... JADE: rrrrRrRrRRrrr!!!

JADE: -her hands rise, clasping the sides of her head and fistfuls of wild dark hair, her growls almost pained in her throat before they rise, furious.-

JADE: BARK!!!!!

DAVESPRITE: -hangs onto the coat pocket as she bark. Then reaches up to pat at her with a bird claw.-

DAVESPRITE: can i come up

JADE: you...!!!

JADE: -She can't stop growling, and all the things in her say OBEY, and her hand twitches until it's abruptly in her pocket, and because it's Jade, because it's still her, the first thing she thinks to do is wrap her hand around the tiny sprite and throw him.-

DAVESPRITE: -promptly flung and none too gently. Gravity isn't a thing he should worry about and with his equalibrium balancing out... he hovers back up in the air. A small ball of light some good distance away, eyes trained on her.-

DAVESPRITE: cant fight it on your own jade even i cant tell you to do that

DAVESPRITE: but i still want to stay with you

DAVESPRITE: til we see this to the end

JADE: RRRRRRRRR...!

JADE: -she's flashing and surging bright rays of green, and she thinks about things she hasn't for a while. SUBMIT, says her brain.-

JADE: im going to find a way to kill you

DAVESPRITE: i know what i signed up for jade -in a small pulse of orange light, Davesprite's form shifts back to his former height. Wings raised and watchful of her movements.-

DAVESPRITE: im here til then

DAVESPRITE: eye on the prize

DAVESPRITE: not for anyone but you

DAVESPRITE: lets go

JADE: rrr stop kidding yourself davesprite!!

JADE: youre not my dave and im NOT your jade!!!

DAVESPRITE: -his heart seems to pound, high with emotion he couldn't articulate. But still DS presses on, despite the way she snaps and snarls at him.- youre the jade im here for no matter how you slice it

DAVESPRITE: my jades gone shes not coming back and i never saw that coming

DAVESPRITE: she didnt

DAVESPRITE: she never got to say what she wanted 

DAVESPRITE: but i do

 DAVESPRITE: im not letting that happen to you again

JADE: i!! dont!! CARE!!!!!!

JADE: -Despite the words, the emotion is clearly high in her as well -- conflict, rage... but something more beneath it all. She lunges for him from the rooftop, like there isn't stories between them and the ground.-

DAVESPRITE: -lunges if she wants, Davesprite swings in the air only to fly at her. Fully intending to collide with her midair.-

JADE: -WELL SHE CERTAINLY CAN'T STOP THEIR MOMENTUM. She's going to straight up tackle him in the air.-

JADE: -DOOF!!! It would almost be hilarious if it weren't so terrible.-

DAVESPRITE: -secures arms around her as they spin in the air. All squawks and feathers and barks. DOOF IS CORRECT. Even with the force, Davesprite holds her. Burying himself with her as if he's truely afraid she'll fall. Wings flap.-

JADE: -But she doesn't. For just a moment or two, they cling together in the air, and then the bright green shocks back to life.-

JADE: -All around them is blackness and the scattered brightness of stars.-

JADE: -And then she shoves him away from her, disappearing in the same glimmer of light they came through together and leaving him in the void alone.-

DAVESPRITE: -a million miles away from Earth, he can still feel the thread of connection. She had the pendant. He would find his way back to her when she needed him to. But until then, Davesprite lets himself float. Wishing he could close his eyes and sleep.-

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Speaking of my dumb story ideas, I’ve been thinking some stuff to flesh out the Cathedral Game’s setting! RANDOM IDEAS AHOY LONG POST AHOY

* I’m thinking I need to make some concrete ideas for the villains maybe. When I first had the dream that inspired this all, it was just some sort of ambiguous ‘demon army’, kinda like a mindless zombie plague or i dunno, maybe the demons were sentient but they were all evil except for florin anyway? It was a more boring cliche kind of enemy than I usually write, with no moral grey area. Just an endless wave of foes that would justify the setting where everyone is stuck living inside a church and you have to defend it and try and turn it into a little town. And I guess if we had to have a 100% evil enemy with very little character development then it makes me less uncomfortable if theyre some sort of supernatural nonsentient plague instead of a bunch of people born evil. But then Florin existing as your sidekick was like the first part of the dream and it was never explained why he was the only non evil, completely sentient demon. Plus now I have a different zombie-themed story so mindless plagues would be samey. PLUS... welll... I need to stop being all ‘because I saw it in a dream it is somehow a cosmic message that it has to be in the story and can never be changed’. Kinda the point of being awake is that i can look at things more rationally and plug the ol plotholes, yo!

* So anyway, the idea I had was that it would... just simply be an actual army of actual villains with actual motivations and moral ambiguity. I was thinking maybe the setting could be like the perspective of civilians trapped in-between a civil war between two countries, just trying to survive and hoping that the promise of reincforcements coming to evacuate is actually true. The gamneplay of holding the fort and constantly gunning down enemies could be even more depressing when you know that not all of them are necessarily evil, they’re just soldiers doing their job. Maybe its ambiguous whether your country or their country shot first, maybe its like their country is suffering from some form of recession or illness or lack of resources and they’re only trying to conquer this other country because their families are dying at home? Maybe its some form of religious conflict, or maybe its even something with a very villainous dictator running the show but the people working underneath them are just normal citizens forcibly drafted into a war they dont believe in. There’s a whole pile of different possibilities for moral ambiguity, yo! Not sure yet which would work best, hmm...

* Might possibly be an opportunity to use a character I’ve been sitting on for a while but couldnt find a story that suited her. After I played Fe: Awakening I felt really uncomfortable about how the game treated Excellus as if he was hateable only because he was ugly and ambiguously gay/transgender. like.. he’s a horrible jerk of a villain yet the plot really overfocuses on insulting his appearance and gender rather than retaliating against the things he actually does. Made me feel sympathy for a jerk I never wanted to feel sympathy for! So I kinda ended up being inspired by the wasted potential and thinking up an idea for a similar character who actually IS sympathetic, and has the ambiguous LGBTQ aspect properly explored as a plotline. I think it could actually be powerfully sympathetic to see this villain who’s constantly degraded and misgendered by her teammates, and has a lot of reason to believe the worst of humanity. Someone who could switch sides if shown some basic decency by our heroes, maybe? And I felt it could be good if she did have a very similar personality to Excellus, just like a good version of it. She could still be a comic relief egotistical person, but not a murderous monster. And the ego could be like... sad, because she’s purposely trying to act unaffected and secure and like she loves herself, when really she’s being treated like shit and doesnt know if she deserves it or not. And I was thinking also possibly she could be a greedy merchant type character, like Anna? (also from Fe: Awakening) That could be the role she takes in the town once you recruit her, she could be a savvy businesswoman badass! Playing rune factory 4 makes me appreciate how cool a trader character can be, Arthur is so neato~! He talks about it like its the most amazing job ever, I just feel like it could be even cooler if we had that passion along with a more goofy greedy personality. Like ‘hahaha im only in it for the money’, but no, she really has this kinda cheesy cute reason why she does the job, she just really enjoys meeting new people and being able to change the world a little piece at a time. It reaffirms her faith in humanity after all she’s been through. (Tho also she’s still a total badass, since she was a former general of the villain country, after all!)

* Oh and I was thinking of a really tragic alternative route for her if you don’t recruit her. You could fight her multiple times throughout the game and then when you get to the final one and she realizes there’s no escape she suddenly drops the comic relief act and it gets really somber. I was thinking maybe she could have a mentor type character or a friend or a love interest or something? Or some other something she was trying to keep safe all along, some reason why she still had hope, some reason why she was fighting for an army she didnt believe in, just to save up enough money for... some sort of life goal? I dunno, maybe she has a sibling who’s in the hospital and she’s trying to save up for treatment, and then on the day of the final battle she gets a telegram hearing that they died and she wasnt even there to say goodbye. (And the death would somehow be directly caused by the player’s actions, thus determining whether you recruit her or not) So even though every time before she always flaked out like a coward with a comedic quip as soon as it looked like she was losing, now she just doesnt have anything else left to lose. This time she WILL NOT LET YOU redeem her, she will not let you SPARE her, she doesnt even speak a single word in the entire battle. Her difficulty spikes immensely in this fight to the death, and she only cracks a smile and gives a parting quip once you’ve dealt the final blow. And I was just imagining it could be EXTRA depressing combined with her plot of facing predjudice for being transgender! She’s spent most of this time being treated by the other commanders as ‘sir [name]’, gritting her teeth and bearing all this degredation, trying not to stand out too much. But in the end now nobody else is here to put her down, all those other ‘brave knights’ are the ones who ran away like cowards and left the ‘coward’ to take the last stand. And she doesnt care if she dies anymore. So she hangs up her armour for this fight and instead decides to go out in all her finery, wearing the dress she’s kept locked away in her trunk the whole time. Walking onto the battlefield like a bloody bride, and being one hell of a monster boss battle despite missing all of her platemail. A whirling dance of death! To go out smiling! To maybe make her family proud, and if she can meet them on the other side she could do it with the face she always wanted to wear.

* ....basically make it super depressing so you regret your actions and go back and see what the other option leads to. But also so badass that people wouldnt regret seeing the scene, yknow? And this might be the height of her character arc, kinda, but she’d be able to have whole new character arcs if you choose to recruit her. And you can make your own badass battles with her now! * Not sure tho whether maybe the family member/mentor/whoever might die either way though? That could fit the bittersweet found-family themes of the game, pretty much everybody’s someone who’s lost their biological relations and found new people to love in this new community. It could just be like... the choice between this person dying tragically and causing merchant-general-lady to commit suicide, or them passing away naturally due to their illness after saying goodbye to her, leading to her joining the heroes to try and prevent tragedies like this. * A possible other EVEN MORE tragic idea I had- an alternative where this person has already been dead for a long time before the start of the story, and the villain leader has been lying to merchant-general in order to keep her working as their minion. So the player choice would be like... you can reveal it to her and purposely send her into a suicidal spiral as an attempt to destabilize the enemy forces and win an important battle. Its a complete dick move, yes, but it could save the lives of all your family and friends! But then if you believe that this merchant-general is actually redeemable you could like... do the same thing but with different motives, in a different way. Reveal it in less of a sadistic, tactically-planned way, and more of a ‘no seriously this is why you cant trust your boss’ way. And she’d be likely to actually believe you if you’d been befriending her before now. * Or perhaps maybe her sibling died years ago and she heard about it but was unable to accept it, since it was her only reason to keep on going. Maybe she feels guilt that she was too busy making money to try and save them, and that meant she wasnt there to hold their hand when they passed away. So now she keeps on hoarding money for no purpose at all, except because this routine keeps her going. And she keeps writing letters to someone who’s already dead. * buuuut that might be too similar to Malachi’s plot, since he has memory problems regarding a tragic event in his past. Though it was his own death rather than a family member’s! ....actually I dunno, maybe a twist could be that he’s actually her lost sibling? That’d kinda be wrapping things up too coincidentally though. But on the other hand it could be an interesting plot to explore his relationship with his newly returned biological sibling, compared to the adoptive relationship he’s been developing with Florin. RIVALS FOR TINY BABBU’S LOVE! Buuuuuut I also liked the idea of Florin’s death being very far back in the timeline, and he’s been sleeping underneath those ruins for over a century. It could be cool to have him experiencing a lot of things for the first time, and to get a perspective on the past before the war...

* ALSO ANOTHER POTENTIAL CHARACTER IDEA * Another enemy recruit maybe! I seem to be going in twos, I made two demon characters and now two redeemy people XD The idea I had was that this could be just a random soldier that you keep as a prisoner, and have to decide whether to execute him or not. It can be hard to keep prisoners of war when you’re stuck in this seige situation and you barely even have enough food to keep your own teammates alive! Tensions could run high because you’re choosing to keep this guy alive when its making things worse for us all, plus we cant really trust him, seriously?? He surrendered but maybe its just a trap to infiltrate us! He claims a sob story of his country being forced to invade us because of famine, and being drafted against his will, but can we trust anything that comes from the mouth of one of those scum?? And then there’s the question of what exactly you’ll do with him if you think he cant be trusted! Are you able to execute him in cold blood? Do you set him free and hope this decision doesnt come back to bite you in the ass? Do you try and execute him while pretending you didnt- setting him loose in the forest to die of exposure or at the hands of his own former comrades...?? And its very annoying because the entire time he’s insistantly begging you to kill him, and generally being a huge downer! :P This is what convinces you to spare him, if you pick that option. It starts off as just ‘I’m gonna spite you, I won’t let you die if its what you want’, but eventually you realise he really never wanted to be part of this war, and he’s weighed down so much by his sins that his pleading for suicide was completely genuine. There’s no spy plots, he was just a simple farmer thrown into battle with nothing more than the clothes on his back and the sharpest pitchfork he could salvage from the wreckage of his old farm before it was torn down. The famine ruined his business and he had no way of surviving unless he sold his land to the army, to be bulldozed and turned into the site of a new weapons factory. And even after that he ended up forcibly drafted when things got even worse, losing what little livelihood he’d managed to scrape together again. He doesnt have a home to go back to, he just wanted to die on the battlefield, and by all odds he SHOULD HAVE! This is the condition of this latest round of ‘soldiers’, nobody even wastes armour on them, theyre just disposeable fodder to be mowed down as a distraction. What shitty luck, that he just happened to get captured by some bleeding-heart fools who refuse to chop his damn head off! So basically I’m imagining him like a Nanu-esque depressed grandpa who’s kinda sassy sometimes but also really really needs a hug. And like... model prisoner, to a comical degree. When he comes to terms with the fact he aint gonna get killed no matter how much he begs, he’s just like ‘dammit i cant help but help’. He’s just a normal good guy at heart, he’s not really on your side so to speak, he loved his country but he didnt agree with them wanting to wipe out your country either. he misses how his country used to be, and he doesnt know anything about your country or whether its any better, he doesnt have much hope. But when he’s stuck with nothing to do all day, he just cant help subconciously falling into kindly grandpa behaviours! Gotta clean up this cell! Hey, do you want some cookery tips, mr guard? Oh whoops, mr guard you dropped the cell keys, here have them back! Hey this bar over here has poor structural integrity, I tried to rope it back together with a braid of my own back hair! All the time he’s trying to trick you into agreeing to execute him, and being a total sycophant agreeing with everyone who says he’s evil. CMON IM TOTALLY EVIL, PLEASE STAB ME, I’LL BAKE YOU COOKIES! And then as time goes on he just becomes less of a prisoner and ends up making friends with everyone, winning the trust of even those who opposed him the most at the start. All entirely unwillingly! Agreeing with all their oppositions so hard that they stop opposing XD He ends up just pottering around doing odd jobs as a janitor/groundskeeper type guy, even ends up being the one in charge of keeping the keys to the jail he started off in. Somehow the most trustworthy man in the whole town, cos he’s the one person who will never say he’s trustworthy! His humble goodness just shines through~! And he could help out a lot cos he has inside info on the enemy army, and is able to give a sympathetic perspective of the everyday citizens’s life, and just how much dissent there is, how few people are willingly cooperating with the war and how they can find allies and destabilize this regime based entirely on fear instead of loyalty. He’s like a ray of hope that changes everyone’s perspective on this big seemingly-inpeneterable all-evil army! A grumpy suicidal ray of hope, who never shuts up about how hopeless it is! XD of course, eventually he’d be able to find new reason to live in this own, and make friends, and have hugs and joy~! But it’d be a hard journey! And a journey filled with a lot of ‘geez grandpa stop joking about suicide holy shit’ *disciplinary hugs* * Tho actually I dunno if a farmer would be a good career choice for him, I just picked it cos its the easiest to imagine him losing his livelihood in the war. His career in the town would be being this janitor kindly advice man/treasurer sort of guy, but i dunno... if he was a banker before then that makes him too similar to general lady :P ...maybe he was a janitor on someone else’s farm...? Honestly I would love an excuse to have a badass sympathetic janitor man and go on a bit of a small rant about how service work is very physically demanding and deserves a higher minimum wage yknow. RESPECT JANIGRAMP ... actually the name Jani is a good name his name is now jani it is law Jani the groundskeeper, because jani the janitor sounds dumb. SYNONYMS!

* Thinking of ideas for the fictional religion I’m gonna create for this world! Its more fun if we have a completely fictional set of traditions that’re just a general metaphor for topical questions about real life religion n stuff. And it would sidestep the problem of plots accidentally seeming like theyre ‘oh this one religion is evil and false’, when really the point i want to make is about how people of all religions are capable of perverting their faith’s peaceful teachings and using it as an excuse to wage wars. hell, athiests have done the same thing! ‘this religion is inherantly evil bwaaaah’ stuff IS athiests using their own beliefs as an excuse to hurt others. Thats the kind of athiest I never want to be! I completely respect religion and I think that we can never have an answer as to what’s true about creation or an afterlife, we can never know until we die. I don’t believe in heaven, but I dont think I have absolute proof it’s wrong, and I dont care about proving myself right or converting people. I feel inspired when I see people draw strength from their religion, even if I don’t believe in it! Lots of great things have been done in the name of different religions, just like lots of terrible things have. Human beings are great and terrible things, human beings make choices. This doesnt tar everyone with the same brush of whoever made the wrong decision, just because they believe in the same gods! ....man, sorry, I went off on a mini rant there. But yeah, what I hope to do is to have religion as a framing device and discuss some problems with certain so-called religious people, but also show the positive side of it via the protagonists. I mean, the whole point is that you’re living in a church, after all! The idea is that you’d hear a lot of horror stories of other people acting very ungodly in the name of god, both in the enemy army and in the hidden secrets of people in your own country’s government. But the goal is that you see all this hellish stuff and you still choose to be a bastion of what you believe is good and true, you learn from these mistakes and try and make the true sanctuary that everyone was seeking when they fell into the traps of those other monsters. And also I was thinking it;d be like the protagonist’s exploration of being agnostic, after her faith was shaken from her original church being destroyed in this war. She was the only survivor, maliciously left alive by [currently unnamed main villain rival guy], who wanted her to suffer the grief of knowing she’d failed her role as protector. But instead she travelled onwards and found this other church full of defenseless people that need a new guardian, and she is FUCKING DETERMINED to never fail again! It started as just seeking revenge against that evil overlord, but instead its become about protecting these new people and regaining her faith in humanity. And that doesnt necessarily mean regaining her faith, that’s up to the player. She has a journey of realizing that some things about her former church may have actually been corrupt, and that she was just blindly following instead of making her own decisions, She has her hero worship of her dead comrades dismantled, and has to come to her own conclusions about what’s right and wrong in the scriptures she’d learned, and what she’ll do as she goes forward. Its up to the player to decide whether she regains her faith or decides to become an athiest in the end, or even remains agnostic and decides she isnt able to find an answer yet, but either way she will still be forged into a true blue hero, no matter the reasons behind it! I wanna make all options an equally good ending, its just a personal choice that changes some scenes but not necessarily the course of the story.

* Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah! Religion ideas! I was considering possibly the legend could involve something about ‘an absent god’. The traditions say that humanity failed the creator long ago, and they left us behind because of it. The direction of all religion is based around this idea that we are inherantly born sinful, and have to do certain things in order to appease our ancestors’s sins and bring the gods back. I’m thinking it would be a good idea to create multiple sects of religion that’re variants on the same original holy text, that’s something that fictional religions dont tend to do for some reason. In this case it could be different perspectives on how exactly god dissappeared, and what exactly god saw as our sin, what on earth we have to do to make up for it. And I was thinking that the idea could be that god shattered into a million pieces that were scattered across the world. This leads to territory wars over places that’ve been determined to contain remains of god buried beneath the earth, and people invading indigenous civilizations in the name of holy tasks to dig for these relics. Power struggles over how many god burial grounds your country owns at any given time, controversy every time a digging operation fails to find a crystal. Pieces of god being used practically as currency, used to power magical weaponry in these wars... lies and deceit over fake godstones that no-one can prove you don’t own... * And this way even though magic does clearly exist in this world, it leaves it ambiguous whether religion is true, and whether any of the different sects is more accurate about the true will of god. It would seem reasonable that athiests exist here even when magic exists, thats usually a problem in fictional settings, you have gods right out here in the open yet some people still dont believe in them? XD It’d be like... yes maybe all these crystals that grant magical powers are actually fragments of an absent god. Maybe they grant those magical powers because of the reasons scripture tells us. Maybe if you bring them all together you can meet god and be granted one wish, maybe you could end the war. Buuuuuuuut.... maybe there’s just a natural crystal that grows underground and grants magical powers. Maybe nothing happens when you put it all together. Maybe it’s just like how people considered electricity to be unpredictable divine punishment before we learned how to harness it for ourselves.

* And there could be like... sects of the religion who believe god chose to leave us out of shame for our sinfulness, sects who believe a certain group of humans betrayed god and shattered them, thus holy war is justified against that country. Perhaps even sects that believe that god being shattered was a positive thing, that god chose to give fragments of their power to humans so they could choose their own destiny. (This is considered as scandalous as satan-worship in-universe) And there’s a related sect that believes that humans only even came into existance after the shattering event, that shattering into pieces was how god granted sentience and free will to the angelic servants we used to be. And this has permenantly corrupted us, thus the sin that we need to undo in order to retun god is... individuality, in all its forms. I think these are the ones who had the very extreme fanatical members who ran Malachi’s former church, and committed various atrocities including his murder. (Though, again, this doesnt mean that the viewpoint is inherantly evil. Just the people who took it from ‘tranquility, enlightenment and fealty to fellow man’ to ‘LITERALLY NO INDIVIDUALITY EVER’) ....hmmm, actually the morality system could be even more complex if I nail down a set of different factions of the religion and let you choose between all of them in the end. (or choosing none of them, or choosing your own interpretation) And there’d sorta be a fanatical/critical morality bar too, which determines whether you get the good or bad ending. In this case ‘critical’ would be the good option, I mean it more like... ‘I’ve analyzed everything about this scripture and come to my own conclusions, I won’t do anything immoral out of blind belief unless I actually have reasons to agree that it’s the right choice’. Aka how any normal good person decides on a religion to follow. And the fanatical side would be leaning towards never questioning. So sometimes you would have to like... take options that would seem like ‘the bad option’. Dont just blindly agree with everything that points to a particular faction viewpoint, that’ll lead to badness! Sometimes you have to question things, take it from the perspective of a character who is discovering their own faith, rather than a player who already knows from the beginning what option they want to pick.

* Man this has got complicated lol, I’m starting to ramble!

* Anyway, i was thinking this would explain what the ‘demons’ are, in this world. Normally humans can only use magic by using godstone as a power source, demon is a universal term for all creatures that are made of magic and can use it infinately as part of their very being. They’re considered unholy and must be destroyed, because they’re ‘imprisoning’ a shard of god inside them. And its really unfair because its a complete and utter random chance if someone becomes a demon when they die, you can live your entire life thinking you’re a normal human until the godstone in your heart activates and saves your life. Your life which is now ressurected in a monsterous form and can never return to your old family. The traditions say that it only happens to people who are sinful, thus they totally deserve to be slain, of course! Oh, and I think the main evil army guys would be using demons as weapons, which is part of why the anti-demon sentiment is like... even worse than usual in the protagonist’s country. Its incredibly depressing because demons are completely sentient, and the only way they become mindless battle monsters is if they’re tortured beyond breaking point. The same way you’d reduce a human to that state. But the protagonist starts off not even knowing that demons can talk until she meets Florin, she’s only ever seen these demonic ‘soldiers’ that’re really just whipped and beaten prisoners chained together and thrown towards the enemy in the hope both parties kill each other. “Yeah but why do so many demons ally with the empire?” *florin looks into the camera like he’s on the office* And I was thinking maybe a more positive religious interpretation of the existance of demons could be that they’re actually angels instead. (Yeah, even if this religion is very different its gonna probably have a lot of similarities to protestant christianity since that’s what I was raised in. i dont feel comfortable critcising someone else’s religion that I’m not personally experienced with, yknow?) ANYWAY SORRY FOR THAT ASIDE Yeah, there could be some very rare pro-demon religious folk who believe that those who are reborn after death are actually chosen ones rather than sinful. These fragments of god blessed certain people who were pure enough in heart to earn the power to be able to enact god’s love to the world. Because even though god is in pieces, god very much wants to forgive us. These magical beings are sent as god’s messengers to help guide us on the right path to redemption. That’s why they have such great powers of creation! (though others would say its destruction...) A single plant demon like Florin could watch over and sustain an entire forest, revive it from drought and become a cornerstone to build a whole city around! Though even this faction isnt 100% correct or incorruptable, there are those who’d interpret this as demons having a DUTY to do that. There are rogue members of this faction who enslave demons just as much as the people who use them as weapons. I was thinking a plot could be that Florin almost gets suckered in by a band of these guys, he’s just so overwhelmed to find anyone who doesnt hate demons! But they want to imprison him and force him to grow their crops forever until he dies of exhaustion, because that’ll mean he’s ~happily fullfilled his purpose and rejoined god~. I mean, if he says he doesnt want to, thats just so sad! That means this pure angel has been corrupted by humanity’s sin, he doesnt know what he’s saying! * man i have so many ideas aaaaa

#cathedral tower defense #sorry long post #i need to nail down a set amount of factions for the religious war and think up names for them and stuff #and like... countries #and which countries have how much of each faction #i think the main villain army would be like a totalitarian state where one religious faction is enforced by law #but for everyone else country doesnt equal faction #i think to make the scope of this thing small enough to fit with a mostly self-contained story in a single town... #it would be best to keep it to just two countries- enemy guys and the protagonists's country #maybe mention other countries in passing to add flavour tho #like 'we were supposed to get humanitarian aid from [place]' #and maybe the protagonist is new to this country actually? maybe her entire country was taken over by the villains rather than just hometown

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Youre Tiny People. Can You Open The Fridge And Get The Lemon?

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The world is a big place, and today is a huge time.

Today, everything is gigantic. Even small places like this.

Even small corners of small places.

Even small parts of small corners.

Even tiny people like you, from small parts of small corners.

Yes, even you are gigantic in your way today, in such a huge and modern time.

When youre tiny people, you have to look up at everything. Everything seems taller.

Sometimes you feel like nothing more than a camera on the floor of someones apartment.

Small things look huge.

Which, in turn, makes medium-sized things look small.

This is your friend Music Duck.

Music Duck is enormous.

Music Duck staggers a bit at your sudden, bold mention of the lemon.

The lemon? The source of sour? The lemon? The yellow lemon inside the fridge? The source of sour?

You quietly note that Music Duck is maybe drunk.

Listen me now. Listen to me. Youre tiny people. Even if you could somehow exit the room and cross the great wooden wilderness to reach the kitchen, youre going to have a hell of a time opening that fridge, let alone getting the lemon from

Music Duck trails off and zones out in silence.

Ask Music Duck about the lemon again as if you havent brought it up yet.

Ask Music Duck about Music Duck.

Leave Music Duck and go on your way.

Im Music Duck. But you can call me Music Duck. Im your music friend the duck.

Music Duck zones out in silence.

Ask Music Duck about the lemon.

Tell Music Duck that you know all about the lemon and that youre going to get it.

Leave Music Duck and go on your way.

Youre on the floor and youre on your way. Its a huge day.

Forward.

Leftward.

Backward.

Leftward.

Rightward.

Forward.

Rightward.

Look up at the sheer black wall to the left.

Go to the bottom of the guitar.

Forward, around the side of the guitar.

Climb.

Keep climbing.

Its a toy monkey.

Obviously, it cant talk, but as tiny people with large imaginations, sometimes you like to pretend to make it talk.

Leave it alone for now.

Pretend to make the monkey tell you about Bed Thing.

Bed Thing? says the monkey. We all know who Bed Thing is. Its the thing of the Bed, down there, on the horizon, feet and feet away.

Look.

You take in the view. The monkey is right. You can see for feet and feet from here.

Down below, slumbering with sound pillars (not making sounds right now) next to its ears, is Bed Thing.

You are all scared of Bed Thing, the thing of the bed. You dont know if Bed Thing has ever woken up.

Back down the black wall.

You hear distant joyful laughter.

Its getting closer.

A mysterious creature emerges.

Hahaha! it bellows. My friends! Im spasming because of my delight to see you. Did anyone ever mention something like this to you? Did I mention that I think you are looking strong? Hahaha! You caught me just as I left the underground fitness prison. So premium! Oh, my God. I remembered. Theres a special offer that I have to tell you about. Its a free trial membership to the prison I was just talking about. Hahaha! I am going to tell you about it now, and you have no choice but to listen.

Listen.

Walk away.

And did you know that my body was wet winter drizzle before I joined the underground fitness prison I was just talking about a few minutes ago? The mind was feral but, oh, how the legs and hands were domestic and withered! Hahaha! However, now! Look at me. I am as big as Bed Thing, I can barely fit inside myself, and I have to look down at you from such a dizzying height. Its a curse and, even better, an unqualified blessing! Very good for me! Youve got to try it for free! Go to prison with me! Confess that you are tiny!

No. Even though we are tiny people, we are enormous.

You arent the same size as Bed Thing.

Great. How soon can we start prison?

You took that guy up on his offer and joined prison. Well, in 365 years maybe you will be as big and feared as Bed Thing! Good luck!

Start Over

Hahaha! Of course! I used to think the same thing. Then in prison, I damaged my arms into shreds so bad that they regrew in exotic new shapes and sizes. Now, Im as big as Bed Thing, and its possible for you too. Its time for you to join prison. It isnt even close.

Be convinced and join prison.

Turn in unison and leave.

You turn in unison and leave.

Well, Im depressed that you feel that way. Hahaha! you hear from behind you.

Its Music Ducks biggest guitar. An enormous guitar for an enormous duck.

Step back.

Climb.

Climb.

Its the Ivory Flats, territory that Music Duck shares with Bed Thing.

Stomp across the Ivory Flats.

Walk across the Ivory Flats.

You go across every single button in the Ivory Flats, but they dont make noise. The flats must be off.

Look to the southeast.

Look to the south.

Its Bed Thing. Bed Thing is enormous. In some ways, Bed Thing is even more enormous than Music Duck.

Next to Bed Things ears are the pillars that are supposed to make sound. But theyre not making sound.

Theres something in Bed Things hand.

Look down.

From here you can see for feet and feet.

Look slightly right again.

Some cables hang down to the bed.

Use the cables as zip-lines.

You are on the bed. Somewhere deep beneath you, Bed Thing is breathing.

Forward.

Its Bed Things hand. There is a button in it. Bed Things hand is blocking it. You cant press it.

Approach Bed Things head.

You approach Bed Things head.

Its Bed Things head.

Go to Bed Things ear.

Shake the bed frame.

Its Bed Things ear.

Whisper good stuff into Bed Things ear.

Whisper bad stuff into Bed Things ear.

Breathe into Bed Things ear.

Hum into Bed Things ear.

Shake the bed frame.

Goal, you whisper into Bed Things ear. Bed Thing shouts in its sleep but does not wake up.

Go back to look at Bed Things head.

Shake the bed frame.

Penalty, you whisper into Bed Things ear. Bed Thing shouts in its sleep but does not wake up.

Go back to look at Bed Things head.

Shake the bed frame.

You breathe into Bed Things ear. Bed Thing frowns in its sleep but does not wake up.

Go back to look at Bed Things head.

Shake the bed frame.

You hum tonelessly into Bed Things ear. Bed Thing frowns in its sleep but does not wake up.

Go back to look at Bed Things head.

Shake the bed frame.

You shake the bed frame.

An exercise machine falls onto Bed Things head.

Bed Thing flinches in its sleep. Bed Thing is pressing the button.

Bed Thing unconsciously puts the exercise machine back in place and does not wake up.

The button is now on.

Go back toward the Ivory Flats.

Keep going.

Keep going.

Zip-line up to the Ivory Flats.

One by one, you zip-line up the wires to the Ivory Flats.

Tickle those buttons.

The very moment all of you stand on the buttons, a beautiful and awful noise blasts from the musical pillars next to Bed Things ears.

Look at Bed Thing go!

Its never done this before.

Its never cried out that loud.

Its never opened that door.

Its never staggered from the room swearing never to go back to bed again.

Look down.

You look down. Theres a horse.

Climb down the guitar and approach the horse.

You climb down the guitar and approach the horse.

You climb down the guitar and approach the horse, says the horse.

Mount the horse.

You mount the horse, says the horse.

Forward.

Forward, says the horse.

Look up.

Onward.

Look up, says the horse.

You do. Its a normal-sized flask.

Onward.

Onward, says the horse.

Look at the humanoid pile of clothes on the couch.

Go under the table.

Look at the humanoid pile of clothes on the couch, says the horse.

Yeah, you all agree. It almost looks like a person.

Go under the table.

Go under the table, says the horse.

Get off the horse.

Get off the horse, says the horse.

Look up.

You look up at the pile of clothes. It kinda looks like a person.

Climb into its lap.

You are in the lap of the humanoid pile of clothes.

Check out whats on the computer.

Check out whats on the side table.

Climb up to the face of the pile of clothes.

Climb back down to the horse.

A video is playing on the computer.

Back.

You look into the face of the pile of clothes.

Im not really a person, says the pile of clothes. Im a t

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