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autonomyss · 4 months
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I dunno man, it's kinda calling out to me...
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nixii-sabre · 2 months
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doodled some weird bugs /pos
In order;
The Explorer belongs to @varmsj
Cherry is by @dragonfiremagic
Foster and Apollo belong to @bugmatics
Vons is also by @bugmatics <3
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clanwarrior-tumbly · 3 months
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104/150 with lethal company?
104) I can hear it calling my name
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[Y/n], January 29th, [Log 001]
---I'm afraid this will be my last log. So I'm keeping this encrypted.
Everyone's gone, but I'm still here. And I'm terrified. We started on this job as strangers, and we became family. Now I'm all alone because of a stupid mask. A piece of scrap we should've just sold off.
But he thought it would be funny to wear. I don't blame him. He was always a jokester, willing to do anything to turn a frown upside down and make light of our dreary trips. I know he didn't mean to hurt us. He thought it was harmless. Honest to god we thought so too.
Until he started vomiting blood and tried grabbing me. He tore off my helmet, along with my tracker, but I managed to get away. I still don't know how. But I wish I was smarter about it, because I got lost.
Then I heard the ship's engines.
They must've thought I was dead. Or maybe they all died and the autopilot kicked in. I'm not sure. I don't even know the current time. But what I do know is that I'm stuck here now. Possibly forever. I could make an SOS but that monster is still outside. I had to barricade myself in this storage room and wait until it goes away.
It keeps knocking. I can hear it calling my name. But I know it's not him.
To anyone who reads this, don't pick up the porcelain masks. They aren't worth shit. It'll tempt you to put it on. Don't. You'll find better loot elsewhere. If you see anyone already wearing it, kill them. Stun them. Run. Whatever. Just don't let it take you.
And if you see me wearing it, put me out of my misery. I promise I'll understand---
Finishing what would likely be your final log, you sighed and slumped back against the wall, letting the tablet slip from your hands.
You don't know how long you've been stuck here--whether it's been hours or days.
But all you know is that the Masked on the other side of the door hasn't left. It was using your coworker's corpse, mimicking his voice as it pounded on the steel and tried convincing you to let it in, even shattering the window. For some reason it refused to leave you alone, and kept begging and begging until it began screaming unintelligently...
That would go on and on until eventually it would cease, weakly clawing at the door, only to rinse and repeat once it rested its voice.
You were starving, trying your best to ration the jar of pickles you were luckily able to find in this storage room.
Unfortunately, that's as far as your luck will go at this point. They were sour and made you want to vomit every time you ate one. But while you didn't want starvation to take your life, you weren't exactly sure how you really wanted to go out instead.
It sure as hell wasn't gonna be from that bastard who took away your friends.
"It's clear....all clear......come on out....the ship is leaving..leave....out.....COME OUT..!! COME OUT!! COMEOUTCOMEOUT-!!"
With your heart hammering in your chest, you curled up and covered your ears, squeezing both eyes shut. 'Fuck, it's losing its mind again...this is a nightmare..why did I ever take this job?' You tried not to focus on the screams so much, and instead prayed for some kind of miracle.
But in space, would anyone really hear your prayers?
Yet somebody must have, because the screaming abruptly stopped a minute later, being replaced by the sounds of heavy thumping and growling drawing near.
You only knew one other alien creature that made those.
And you knew it was pissed off.
Getting up and backing away from the door, you fearfully clutched a stop sign as you heard a series of terrified shrieks, roars, slamming and crashing sounds....before silence followed, save for the low growls you heard earlier and chewing noises.
Cautiously, you went back over and pushed aside one of the things covering up the window, and the sight on the other side was quite nauseating:
The Thumper was hovering over the Masked's body, teeth covered in blood and flesh as it tore into it, clearly wanting to savor this midnight snack.. But eventually it decided to drag the rest of the corpse away and to another part of the facility, only leaving behind a few shattered fragments of white dirty porcelain.
You couldn't believe it.
You were actually happy that a Thumper, of all things, saved your skin.
But you sure as hell didn't want it coming back for a second lunch. Now was your window of opportunity to get out of here. The adrenaline pumping through your veins was the only reason you were able to grab your loot and book it out of that storage room, being careful not to run into that Thumper again.
At least now you could go outside and (hopefully) send an S.O.S.
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ghostplasmas · 4 months
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Had an absolute blast playing lethal company today with a big group of friends, here's some celebratory doodles. (Additionally, some doodles I did in class)
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azreths-arts · 3 months
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another old movie poster redraw with the crew, this time poltergeist
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spo-ork · 2 months
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I have succumbed. Late-night oc doodle!!
Actual ref sheet coming when I don't have uni exams, sobbing.
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mydictionary-yume · 17 days
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Babe wake up new sanrio collab
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Transparent under cut!
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uniquezombiedestiny · 5 months
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"haha, i'm just like you!"
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lexicals · 3 months
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Sequence of events playing LC tonight:
Friend 1 gets killed by a head bug
Friend 2 decides to go back for her body, forgets about the turret on the way there and gets shot to death
I go "okay it's getting late but fuck it I've got time" and go back to try to retrieve at least one of their bodies, am successful, and manage to get all the way back again without getting eaten by dogs somehow only for the ship to autopilot take off directly over my head as I try to jump on, leaving me staring after it with my friend's corpse ragdolling sadly in my arms
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lobpoints · 1 year
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Clawing at people making them understand that Angela didnt wear the exact hairband as Carmen since it is literally the point of the symbolism surrounding said hairband
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nixii-sabre · 2 months
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chat ive got the brainrot BAD. i've attempted to kiss a bracken in game. i think nutcrackers are actually very huggable (MISTAKE). and ohh ohhhhh oh my godddd oh my goddd mIMICS I LOVE MIMICS THERES SO MUCH. SO MUCH POTENTIAL. I . AHJSUXJKKKJJH!!!!!
THE ANGST THE TWISTEDNESS OF IT THE CONCEPTS THE IDEAS GOOOHOHOOOD
I LEGIT HAVE BEEN READING FOUR OF THEM SERIES ON AO3. WHICH YOU SHOULD ABSOLUTELY READ ITS SO GOOD ITS SO GOOD!!!!
I LOVED MIMIC'S BEFORE. BUT NOW I JUST LIKE THEM EVEN MORE AFTER READING THIS. AAAAAAAAAAA TJE BRAINROT IS REAAAAL!!!
Ngl., Ngl it makes me want to talk about chiri some more. I literally made that stupid guy on a whim and now they've progressively integrated themself into The Brainrot(tm).
I'll probably never make too much lore on Quinnley. Cheerio's the star anyhow <3
oKAY BACKING UP FROM THE OC RAMBLE. I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOOOOVE THIS SERIES. IN FANFICTION ESPECIALLY ON AO3 I USUALLY EXPECT A LOT OF GRAMMAR MISTAKES (which I make. often. but they annoy me when i find decent content and sometimes can't understand it). BUT THIS ONE HAD NONE. NONE. NOT A SINGLE ONE. NOT A SINGLE ONE! AND IT WAS SO VERY DESCRIPTIVE GOD GODGOD I LOVE DESCRIPTIONS SOSOMUCH
I think mimics need more love. yeah. In general. GIVE THOSE PSYCHOTIC MASKED BOIOS SOME HUGS AND AFFECTION. YEAAAHHHH WE NEED MORE MASKED UP IN THIS FANDOM!
SCREAMINGCRYINGFALLINGAPARTBEINGTORNTOBITS ITS ALMOST THREEEE IN THE MORNING CHAT!!! THREEEEE! IVE BEEN READING FOR THREE HOUURSS!!! THE FACT THAT IT HAS SO MUCH PACKED INTO SINGULAR/TWOPARTER CHAPTERS IS INSANE. ITS SO GOOD. IT'S SO FREAKING GOOD. I CANNOT EXAGGERATE THIS ENOUGH.
IT'S SO GUTWRENCHING BECAUSE IT'S SO ENDEARING ANDF AJIKXZKLSKSZDCXWCZZ okay im gonna go paass out...
AND THINK ABOUR MIMICS WHILE IM AT IT! AHAJUISJXKE!!!!
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stickyspeckledlight · 10 days
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A thought I’ve been having for the past few weeks but haven’t wrote down for some reason
do you ever think about how the leather choker that aven wears to secure the collar of his suit is one of the many ways he expresses that he literally just sees himself as a tool. [Esp with his fucking greeting line. THAT IS HIS CASUAL GREETING LINE; HE SAYS THAT SHIT LIKE PPL ARE GONNA BE LIKE ‘mhm yep that’s a normal thing to say’ (well not completely obviously, but he certainly doesn’t think people are going to be baffled because he sees himself as an object).] anyway back on topic. That choker is. Well. I think you know. We all know that as a slave aven had to wear a brutal metal collar, practically chaining his every limb down. It was a weight he had to carry with him for at least a year or two (he prob spent a good chunk of his teen years as a slave, but we don’t have any confirmation). And obviously a lot of shit stuck with him, and as many have pointed out Aven does mimic the bastard who was his master in small ways, almost as a way to try and prove that he isn’t a slave or something to be used…but that pursuit, to him, is ultimately an aimless and useless one. That it’s a denial of reality—and it is. It’s a denial of his reality, where he’s so used to being nothing more than a tool. Perhaps young Kakavasha was a person, but now that everyone who has shown him love or kindness is dead (there was a planet of ppl who helped him that are wiped out according to one of his character stories), there exists no one who is even slightly caring or willing to acknowledge his personhood. He isn’t a person if he isn’t loved, and he never will be loved. Even though he wants that, to have that love, whether it be returning to the only three people who have ever loved him or if it’s almost subconsciously begging ratio to help him in a silent plea (final victor lc…if he was trembling even slightly, which I think he would, ratio would’ve noticed. Ratio’s a lot more composed than the average person and generally seems aware of his surroundings. Not to mention, he is a *doctor*)
it’s pretty and fashionable, but it still digs into his skin, still threatens to choke and brand him
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morningstarlucemon · 4 months
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Spot - Vita Carnis OC???
Sooo... i'm a huge Vita Carnis fan. And there's a particular comment on Youtube ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YjOvqpr0big&lc=UgwH2BcukMOdX3wJypV4AaABAg ) about someone who had accidentally adopted a Mimic. And i couldn't get the idea out of my head. I wanted to make a Carnisona for a while, i guess?? So... here's Spot. They're real sweet. VERY protective of their handler. They're very skittish and mistrusting of new people. They were supposed to be used as a guard Mimic by an elicit group. But he was deemed less than fit, and used as a bait instead (dog fighting term used for dogs that fight poorly or not at all who are used to train other attack dogs). They're very sound-sensitive, and they have to wear noise-cancelling headphones whenever they're out. They also have a scarf for the winter.
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sparklecryptid · 3 months
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I’ve been rotating this idea over and over in my head but since I’m prone to genderbending fandoms I like or looking through the lens of their struggles in being transgender but -
How would the Royal Bastard or All the Bastards AU work if Regis was a woman?
One headcanon i personally have is that, in regards to Lucis Caelum women who love another women, the magic of the bloodline sort of adapted? So that a child could still potentially be conceived???
If they were to sleep with someone, and then that person slept with a man, part of the LC’s magic is sort of imprinted on them/their body - and if their fertile/ovulating/whatever, their magic is also imprinted on said egg.
Via wishy-washy Magic, regardless of the father, that baby is a Lucis Caelum and has two moms now, oops. The magic goes “Mine Now”. (My thought process is that, if Noctis can break down items to make poison elemental flasks, the magic literally mimicking the effect, then the magic can also mimic dna or something like that. Is six in the morning now and I didn’t sleep, so coherency is beyond me).
Alternatively, a more romantic (?) idea is of the couple’s body pressed tightly together - and through a sort of phenomenon like sharing one’s magic with another person, the Lucis Caelum imparts one of their eggs (I don’t know, warping? Ritual magic?? Unitentional Magic??? Maybe they have a breeding kink) into their partners body.
Just, bodies wrapped around each other and heads pressed together, and maybe - if they’re able to get married (or maybe barred from getting married) and wistfully talking of childbearing (if that’s something they want, looking into surrogates, what that might mean for the line of succession if they’re Crown whatever, etc, etc) - just pining for something that might be out of reach.
I don’t know maybe this is all science and weird, but the idea wouldn’t stop plaguing me so I dragged it here to drop at your inbox.
Sorry for writing so much, so I’ll end it here. If read this all the way through, have a cookie for reading this mess of sleep-deprived rambles.
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(I am now the cookie anon. You get all of the cookies).
VERY INTERESTING if there is one thing I’m interested in its Gender Fuckery and Fuckery with Gender so I’m all here for Lady Regis
Also now I REALLY WANNA write a reveal thing with lady Regis who knew that there were some stories of queer couples in her bloodline being able to have children but didn’t think much of it until Ace shows up
Ace: uh
Regis: *error 113 queen not found*
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codeopathy · 17 days
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may i hear abt ur (relatively) normal lc ocs Construct and Party, or like just any of ur ocs! even nonfandom ones blinks blinks
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OK SO. I have a bunch of non fandom and fandom ocs kinda!!
I have some for my personal story (which I may turn into a comic :D) called The End of Normalcy or TEON for short!!
Then I have my fandom ones like for lethal company and such!!!! Under here will be like a brief description for each oc / story so you can like.... ask further questions if you wanna (PLEASE DO BTW)
In TEON it's a more so sci-fi / fantasy world mixed with older tech being advanced and the "magic system" based around Undertale in a very loose sense. You have 2 main protagonists Wyette Elliott (Wren) and Fabian Ricci (Fallo) who are boyfriends and are exploring the world of Solatis- Which is a different reality casted in an almost eternal dark? It's got a very specific vibe but yk. There's also Wren's family (Blaine, Kagyin, and Finch) as well as Fallo's family (Ollie, Yoyo) who are important!! But there's a bunch more characters like from HLR (HELP LIVE REALITY / Haven's Late Revival) which is an SCP like organization and . the bad guys.
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MEANWHILE!
There is Party and Construct!
Party is a crewmember who is known to throw parties and make the job more "fun" while unintentionally destroying progress towards quota due to this. Party sees the cycle and sees no issue with it- in fact they think it can be somewhat fun!
Construct however is an actual inspector who has worked with the company for 25 or so years! Worked previously as a construction site inspector but yk. Mainly focuses on ship maintance and sees to everyone is not attempting to break anything within the ship. Which is HEAVILY focused on as... Construct doesn't want to think about their late partner being dead. Ermmm!
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AND THEN!!
I have also just ! Nonstory ocs for anything such as Erebus, Guest, and Dante!
Erebus is a satyr who can speak to gods based upon the tarot card deck AND anything else really- Was intended to have a story but not at this moment
Guest is my roblox oc! Based on the guests from pre deletion, Guest is an ai child thing (I don't know man) that is learning to become more alive and grow up!
Dante is my freakazoid flesh mimic demon thing that mimics based on the most potent memories and can just crawl out of corpses! It's a freak that is so unaware of the damage gutz does
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WHICH OK. THAT'S NOT EVERYONE BUT I DO HAVE A TOYHOUSE! It has most of everyone (except the newer people like Construct, Guest, etc) and needs updated a bit more BUT!! YEA!!!
It's here btw my toyhouse :]]]]]
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snaileo · 4 months
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cookie and i had a pretty funny moment in LC where we were trying to leave the bunker after a bracken encounter when a mimic that looked like her came running towards me (mind you we were together) and i thought "when did she get in front of me" to which i hear her scream from behind me MIMIC, so I jump on the rail to get behind it, began beating it with a stop sign but the bracken then took me as i was beating it to death
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