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lunaticus-platina · 2 years

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Another analysis about Travis' terrible, terrible social skill. And what Oc I'll possibly need to assign him so the whole disaster gets prevented and his sunshine of a niece doesn't get killed cuz IF IT IS A CHOICE BASED GAME I NEED ALL THE OPTIONS. ALL KILL ROUTE AVAILABLE WHERE'S MY ALL LIVE ROUTE

Travis' horrible communication skill brought so many troubles but it so endearing.

Giving them poems, of all things. Instead of just telling them. So goddamn cautious, keeps asking questions, keeps testing them, keeps feeling them out, clearly, he doesn't even wanna be near the holding cells, it's the last place he wanna be. Guilt eats him alive.

Maybe they'll cooperate. Help me out. The sooner the curse is over, the sooner I can let them out. My family don't need to know. No one will believe these two, anyway.

Meaningless interrogation just to see how they react. His back to the cell, gun plain in sight, just waiting for Laura to reach for it, seeing if she'll go for it. 'Really.' At Max's poor attempt at escape. Assessing them the entire time.

I wonder why he hides so much. His default response is clamming up. He only ever says 'long story' and never elaborates. Has he never had anyone to talk to or smth? His family's horrible so it kinda makes sense. He always tries to solve everything on his own. Do things his way. Doesn't even talk to Laura and just cuffs her roughly to the pipe, manhandles the two.

What he needs:

1. Someone intuitive since he won't say a damn, gotta read him and the situation like a book. Or persuasive and got a goddamn degree in negotiation, so he'll open up enough to spill.

2. Someone who got his back. Got knows he needs it. Being the only police officer around the area must be tough too, despite the 'small quiet town' rep, we all know the entire forest is fking cursed.

3. Charmer. Or at the very least polite and sweet. FUCK YOU CONSTANCE ahem. Sorry. The man seems to have smth against name calling, cuz, you know, that one screeching lady in his family that degrades him like no other, and 'his ma' said he likes to flash his badge around or smth, and while I hate that woman, Travis does seem to like it when his position is respected, cuz he takes his job pretty seriously.

So whenever he does the 'right thing', or tries his hardest, it'll be nice to have his personal emotional support person that points out all his good deeds and appreciates them. He's a providing type, after all.

4. Someone huggable. He needs to be hugged as many times as possible. Just cuddle and sleep. By god let him sleep.

5. Someone who fking listens to him when he tells them to. Like, not blindly obedient, but Laura, maybe if a menacing cop warns you not to go somewhere, maybe not risk it? One night at Harbinger Motel wouldn't have killed you. When someone looks at me that seriously and tells me not to do smth, I usually assume there's a good reason. And usually I'm right.

6. Someone who can call him out on his bs. Cuz the man can be so dense sometimes. No you can't just lock up two American citizens for 2 months and not tell them shit. That is way too close to the cell, relocate her if you don't want to come back to find bits of her face lying on the ground.

7. Someone who's at least moderately social and talkative, with quick wits, so they can cover him where he fails. If you tell someone NOT to do smthing, Travis, without telling them WHY, guess what happens? Yeah. They ain't fucking around to find out, if you say the camp's closed, private property, bear sighting, and probably spook them with little bit of wild animal attacks around the area. Not too hard is it.

8. Who's just as determined. Because he admires strong dedication. Once he sees they're ride or die, he'll be hooked.

9. Someone who understands the importance of family, and also the danger of dysfunctional ones. He knows no one person is supposed to look after an entire family. So he needs someone who understands why he does what he does, but point out that his family's supposed to look out for him, too.

He struggles between duty and family, so if someone helps him find a healthier balance in-between, he'll be so relieved.

10. Someone who knows how to deal with his darker aspects. He ain't no saint is he? With enough pressure he can get nasty too. Towards anyone, especially to himself. Someone who can 'handle' that evil in him will get to enjoy a good man Travis who has that part of himself conquered.

There are probably more things I gotta look through. But I'm starting to get the picture. I got just the right person for you, Sheriff.

Hopefully pairing a police officer with ex-convict won't give him too much of a headache.

#travis hackett #the quarry #sheriff hackett #character study #character analysis #writing #rant #my ocs #oc code: lumber #oc lumber #my writing #headcannon #fanfiction idea

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uncanny8ellen · 2 years

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The four siblings.

Lumber: Acts like he could kill you, but is a burnt marshmallow.

Hunter: Looks like a cinnamon roll. With polonium-210 in it.

Whistler: Looks like a cinnamon roll, is a cinnamon roll. Just a bit jittery from coffee soaking.

Ryder: Can and will kill you.

#oc #oc hunter #oc lumber #oc ryder #oc whistler #headcanon #meme

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greatwesternway · 7 months

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trick or treat!

(pictured: me)

A fellow geared engine!

I've got two-face cookies to go with my costume!

#oc j neils lumber company 5 #the future is still silver and black

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kaffykathy · 5 months

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Veronica: Okay 27, your new mech has been printed and prepped. Enter into your hard suit, and we'll have your departure for planet fall at 0.34 Hours at hanger 2.

Luka, looking through a diagram of the frame in the data tablet: Right... Where's the Casket?

Veronica: Oh, the Drake doesn't come with one.

Luka, shocked: What?

Veronica: Your IPS-N Drake License doesn't come with slots for standard issue NHP caskets. They don't believe in them unless you're running a Striker Unit.

Luka: This chassis was made in-house by a company with 'Interplanetary' in it's name. That means that it was made to combat space pirates in tight corridors, space, and maybe survive a spool round if needed. And they decided to strip away one of the few factors that can actually get us a cutting edge against pirates - who also use NHPs, then this pattern was a horrible purchase, and I'm not using it.

Veronica: You're not going to fight space pirates in this mission 27, please calm down.

Luka: I am being strapped to a giant metal behemoth with a loud metal gun, fighting other giant metal behemoth's that could possibly fly up to the atmosphere or drag me into the ocean. And you seriously think I stand a chance fighting them in a machine that might as well be an snail with a neon target.

Veronica: I don't know how an NHP would help with that.

Luka: It would give me a chance.

Veronica, visibility holding restraint: Luka please, you're being childish. If you want [looks at the Sisyphus NHP] 'Kevin' to be with you on missions, you have should have gotten a different standardized License.

Luka: He didn't come with a License he was literally 'gifted' to me like everything else Horus and just spontaneously came out of nowhere. Second, I was fighting with him along my side since my days in the Beatriz Empire.

Veronica: Well Union has been doing the License system long before either of us have been conceived. And It's not going to change now.

Luka: I have a system in here that can print out a bunker for cover in seconds, but if it can't also have a system that could literally change probability, I would rather go in my own Everest. I have literally seen more miracles' done by Kevin in my time than legs on a centipede.

Veronica: That's enough Luka. Either get in the Drake, or we scratch you off the roster and let your team leave without you. Is that what you want?

Luka, looking up, rolling his eyes, sighing, and finally giving an insincere smile: Fine... I'm getting on board...[walks off crossly]

Kevin, lounging on some space boxes and playing with a deck of tarot cards. He pulls one out and reveals it to be 'The Tower' - Upright. As Luka walks over he hides the card and looks at him with a knowing smile: Good luck, haha~

Luka, fully suited up, Beret and flight jacket gone. Sighing after a pause: If I was with you, I wouldn't need it. [Walks away once more]

Kevin, smirking and watching him enter his Drake: Hmph, I can't control everything...

#kaffy kathy #luka lamp #oc #lancer ttrpg #lancer rpg #sisyphus nhp #Kevin the NHP #text post #happy new year #happy new year 2024 #my head canon is that ISP-N chassis don't come with NHP Caskets in standalone licences #unless you buy the lumber jack of course

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bigfrogdraws · 8 months

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YOU WORRY TOO MUCH, YOU MAKE YOURSELF SAD

YOU CAN'T CHANGE FATE, BUT DON'T FEEL SO BAD

ENJOY IT WHILE YOU CAN, IT'S JUST LIKE THE WEATHER

WELL, SO QUIT COMPLAINING, BROTHER, NO ONE LIVES FOREVER

LET'S HAVE A PARTY, THERE'S A FULL MOON IN THE SKY

IT'S THE HOUR OF THE WOLF, AND I DON'T WANNA DIE

#macs doodles #oc: fadedheart #sorry this dude was me chewing up couches that how crazy i am rn #PLAY THE LIFEGEN MOD FOR CLANGEN ITS SO GOOOOOD #lore dump:#okay so fadedpaw was the medicine cat but was alligned with the dark forest #basically just learning the ropes that kinda thing #a morbidly curious guy #he would walk in the dark forest in his dreams with his brother- racoonpaw- because racoonpaw was a dream walker #and basically acted as fadedpaw's safety net in the dark forest #the two of them kept it a secret- fadedpaw curious about the dark forest and racoonpaw being deadly protective over fadedpaw #however during a particularly brutal leaf-bare night fadedpaw froze to death right there in his nest #and because of his journey's in the dark forest- thats where he was sent #the clan mourned- and moved on #but the dark forest had big plans for fadedpaw and didnt want to loose their greatest clawhold in the clan #so moons later- early spring- a ragged cat comes lumbering into camp #covered in dirt and thin as a twig #the whole clan is shocked and confused and some even scared #but racoonpaw- now racoontail- BEGS for fadedpaw to be allowed to return to the clan #slipstar reluctantly agrees and puts him back into his medicine cat training #logflare- the medicine cat and fadedpaw's old mentor- is cautious of fadedpaw's return but continues their training #and after just a halfmoon fadedpaw graduates- with logflare naming him fadedheart- a reminder of his past death #the clan can never decide what actually happened to fadedheart #some day he didnt actually die- and was buried alive on accident- and clawed his way out and somehow survived on his own #others day he did die but starclan brought him back- as it wasnt his time yet (close but not quite)#some even say that his spirit still dwells in starclan while his body roams the land of the living #as he is completely different from the fadedpaw they knew before his death #yeah but bascially he has this contract with the dark forest now- where they let him live in his clan again #but in return he was to do their bidding and train in the dark forest #and once he dies for good he has to return to the dark forest

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mysticcorvid17 · 5 months

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Merry Timbers 🎄

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Merry christmas everyone! I originally wanted to make this piece a bit more detailed but i just simply dont have the time, so heres something a bit simple.

Figured i'd introduce you all to my mystic timbers character, its fitting cus that coaster is one of the only two open during christmas at kings island lol.

Hope you all have a great christmas! or whatever else you celebrate

#Mystic Timbers #Miami river lumber co #Kings Island #Winterfest #personified roller coasters #character design #original character #oc artwork #character art #dragon #dragon tree #creature #illustration #digital art #art #artists on tumblr

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scorchedcandy · 2 years

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Day 18 - Fire

“And it said

Why don’t you cast yourself on me?

I promise you won’t feel a thing”

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snoddie · 2 years

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Honeko's lessons start off rocky

#rhythm tengoku #rhythm heaven #lumber cats #kitties!#forthington #oc

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sparkycinnamon · 1 year

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The Agents of Midnight

The Agents of Midnight is a branch of Partners in Taking Care of Rogue Spacetime Anomalies (or P.I.T.R.S.A for short) that doesn't fight anomalies like most of the other branches, but instead records data on the different types so they can figure out their weaknesses and attack patterns.

The Agents of Midnight's names and codenames are as follows:

Killer in the Mirror: Peanut Butter-Scented Marker

Hourglass: Blackberry-Scented Marker

Lonely Dance: Jelly Bean-Scented Marker

Different Songs: Bubblegum-Scented Marker

For You Forever: Rose-Scented Marker

Dancing with the Devil: Mint-Scented Marker

Go to Bed Angry: Shampoo-Scented Marker

Midnight Thoughts: Banana-Scented Marker

Criminal Minds: Lilac-Scented Marker

No Disrespect: Coconut-Scented Marker

Stitch Me Up: Grape-Scented Marker

Raise No Fool: Smoke-Scented Marker

I Want You (Gone): Lime-Scented Marker

Happy All the Time: Lemon-Scented Marker

One Single Second: Root Beer-Scented Marker

So Predictable: Lumber-Scented Marker

Catch Me If You Can: Pineapple-Scented Marker

(As you can tell, the codenames are all based on songs from "Midnight" by Set It Off, hence the name of the branch. The agents' backstories also fit with the theme of the song their codename is named after.)

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dooodle-bug · 2 years

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character designs i made up on the fly..i just think they're neat :o]

#the big lumbering horned guy is my comfort character i think. i like to imagine them as my sorta imaginary friend and voice of reason <:o)#dooodle-draws #oc #original character

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lunaticus-platina · 3 months

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Aight this is the post for the anon(😏) ask.

My fave moment of Travis x my oc Brennen is post-quarry, when the situation settled down and they kept meeting up until they got close. And became 'not boyfriends'(Of course Travis. Yeah.)

Travis was feeling under the weather and Brennen cuddled him. There's a wip of that moment, actually, brewing in my wip pit. To be completed in a decade maybe.

So in the cuddle fic, Travis went to Brennen's place and was feeling cold and his joints ached. Pretty obvious signs of a cold but as always, he had to be stubborn about it, so Brennen just wrapped him on his chest with blankets and didn't get up from the sofa.

Travis had a big frown on his face before he fell asleep. Brennen has great circulation in his body, so he has naturally high body temperature. Good cuddle buddy when you feel weak and miserable.

Oh and Travis sniffed Brennen's shirt while he was trapped in the blanket cocoon, like a weirdo he is. And Brennen didn't mention it because he thought it was cute, like a weirdo he is.

Another moment I like is whenever they throw hands, as strange as that sounds. If there's one thing Bren learned in therapy, it's that you have to express your frustration somehow instead of letting it rot in your mind and cause further troubles later.

And what better way for the great communicator like Travis Hackett to express his anger other than talking things out with his fists.

Since he can't explain how he feels, unlike how other emotionally stable people can, he has to act rather than speak. And that's fine by Brennen. He's quite fluent in fist talks! Also, his provocation game is top-notch.

It's like a morbid foreplay. They grunt and roll around and grab at each other, basically the same thing.(not) And they can make up later.

The way they fight is interesting too. Brennen avoids hitting the face because he 'doesn't want to damage the goods'. Travis is fucking livid but tries to pin Bren down like a cop he is instead of punching him too many times.

It quickly turns into a fight for dominance, but usually the angrier one wins. Namely, Travis. And it feels good to come out on top, so it's a little therapeutic for Travis each time. Bren doesn't mind. That's the whole purpose of starting the fights anyway. Fighting it out and making up later is their love language, I guess.

Oh and it takes a lot for Travis to actually snap, so imagine what kind of things Brennen says to drive him mad. Even while Travis is prowling around in a circle, ready to take him down. Yeah. Insufferable bastard.

#the quarry #travis hackett #sheriff hackett #oc bk #oc code: lumber #ask answered #🌖

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uncanny8ellen · 2 years

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I can't believe all my sideblogs are for simping. Eh. Might as well embrace my true nature.

In the Capcom universe, or should I say resident evil universe? One of my four OCs, Hunter, his love interest is Karl Heisenberg.

In the Supermassive Games universe, I started simping for the grumpy town sheriff, and I wondered. Then the epiphany.

What better way to stir the pot than pairing a cop, with a criminal.

My other OC code name Lumber, Hunter's older brother and a cheeky bastard. Ah yes, let's give the guy who's so done with life a raging flirt, I thought.

Even in this universe, Lumber's family is still the time-honoured monster hunters. Just as fucked, too. Guess some things never change even in an alternate universe.

In resi8 world, Hunter was the widower, with Lumber already having a fiancée.

In this story Lumber's the eligible Bachelor. Hunter's still a widower cuz I like to torture him.

Maybe if I start simping for other characters in the future my two other OCs will get to show their stories. *shrugs*

Karl Heisenberg simpin blog: @metalliceyepoker

Travis Hackett simpin blog: @lunaticus-platina

#resident evil village #resident evil 8 #karl heisenberg #iron steed #lord karl heisenberg #oc: hunter #the quarry #travis hackett #officer hackett #sheriff hackett #oc: lumber

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alongwaytostar · 2 years

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Hoy sigo estando para ti

#colored with the lumber crayon that my cool wine aunt (tm) shoplifted for me #drawing #artists on tumblr #art #oc #oc art #Winnie #javi #windelina serpentina #The WildChild Kingdom #TWCK #lyrics in the description from colapso by kevin kaarl #lyrics in the drawing from dreams by fleetwood mac

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metalliceyepoker · 2 years

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Forgot I wrote this. Throwing it into the void. Short drabble.

Karl Heisenberg x Male oc (guess who.)

Hunter's brother, code name Lumber, is not having a good time. After the Village incident, the group decides to 'lay low' and decide their next move. The problem is, Lumber cannot stand his new housemates. Another late night phone call ensues.

"-yeah it's crazy. One time I got so hammered, woke up next day just fucking dying, couldn't even keep water down what with someone throwing their cricket bat around in my skull, so tried to find something to help with that. Then lo and behold. The bathroom cabinet is fresh outta any and all sorts of pain medicine. Obviously there was only one logical explanation so I went straight to my bro's room. Should've thought twice.

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Call recording #85

Walked in on during their heated mating session. For lack of better words, yeah, nono, you don't get it. No one in their right mind would look at that and say they getting it on. The guy really chomped down on that neck-shoulder juncture. Good aim too, or should I say shit aim? Maybe he was going for a kill? Anyway, was pretty sure he didn't hit any major veins but ho-oly shit.

The blood, man. Teeth were just in so deep I thought the guy tore a chunk out. Then that maniac just looked at me. His name was Karl something. Think it was german. So this 'Karl', shooting some venom-laced daggers with those laser eyes I mean. Clearly wasn't too amused how I trespassed and disturbed their 'quality time' together. Didn't even break off, I just kept staring because honestly, didn't know fuck all that was unfolding before my eyes, and guess he didn't like that. Cuz he bit down harder. And you know what? My bro just growled back at him. Like he's living a time of his life. While he's probably a few seconds away from getting his throat torn off.

You know the worst part? That hulking thing opened his mouth and the blood just gushed out from all the punctured holes. Strings of blood stuck to his tongue, stretching out like when you take Mac n cheese out of microwave and take a scoop, and the cheese just hangs like spider webs. Then he licked his teeth clean. Damn man. Straight outta horror movie. While looking straight into my eyes, no less. My brother's back like canvas, someone could slap a 'raining red' as a title on it and sell it out to an auction.

Come to think of it, don't people die from that shit? I know we are genetically different or something but losing that much blood can't be good for anyone, right? The sheet underneath him was completely soaked.

I've seen some crazy stuff in my life but hell. No, goddamn it, that ain't no regular biter. You can't just call it a bit freaky and move on! I still can't decide if that was an actual assault or my brother being so horny he's lost it finally.

That old guy, lower half of his face was just dark red. His beard was matted and the blood kept dripping from it. And after that shark grin, I didn't even know I took a few steps back, and that bastard slammed a door in my face with his power. Oh yeah, he's a real life magneto, ever told you that? Real doozy. I told him I taught my dear brother how to pickpocket and he threw my lighter at me. The one I keep in my inner pocket. All made sense when I learned he can be a human magnet.

Anyway, after that, I said never mind the pounding headache and the need to carve my intestines out or throw them all up into sink. Because I wasn't as concerned as before. Fuck. No, I was concerned that I had to get the blood off of all the linen, then I said, fuck that, I ain't cleaning up that crime scene, and then went to wash down my gullet with more alcohol.

Because, what do you expect after that? It was 10:30, you know how much I hate daylight, and yet I chose to drive all the way to the mart, showering in sweat, so I can fill my cart with six-packs. Everyone was just staring at me like they wanted to give me a number for AA or something.

You know, after all the missions, you'd think I've grown an immunity to all the nasty shit, but my brother's nothing short of a limit-breaker.

I didn't go back. Just crashed at my friend's place. Bribed him with beer, never fails. Went back next day, that little fuck had the decency to cover up the marks with probably all the dressings we had, and the house is not in flames. And that hobo guy? Kept grinning at me creepily during the entire time I was standing there making my morning joe.

Fuck him. Actually, poor word choice. Do not fuck him. I might be a masochist and am proud to say that, but that guy will straight up murder you. My brother's hooked, tho. Damn him. I taught him good but didn't know my self destructive tendency would rub off like that. On the other hand...it kiiinda makes..sense? One homicidal maniac attracted another. A match made in literal hell.

Buy some aspirin and tylenol on your way here, will you. Yes, Dave, it really is that bad, I couldn't sleep for days because of all the horrible noises that were clearly not from sex. There's no way. 2 days ago that motherfucker EMP bombed the whole house. This is a new phone. I made a goddamn portable Faraday cage to put it in.

I need a drinking buddy, aight? Oh shit wait-"

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Crash-thump

Vague screeching noises

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Booming laughter

Incoherent shouting

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"..................yeah you know what. I'll go there. Where you at. Nah I ain't spending a second more in this place with those unhinged men. Help out a friend, will ya? Oh same place? Good. I'll be in 20-no. 10 mins. Be there soon."

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#resident evil village #karl heisenberg #lord karl heisenberg #karl heisenberg x oc #karl heisenberg x male oc #the iron steed #the hunter #the woodsman #code name: hunter #code name: lumber #my writing #writing practice

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congtygoaau · 2 days

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