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medievildead · 1 year

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This is gonna be long and none of you have to read this. I just need to vomit out a happy rant about God of War.

Like I don't know how to describe my joy and I know I keep saying it I know I do but like. Having been a fan of this series since the very first release in the 2000s, loving the story and the depth of Kratos and seeing just how vast and big and huge the fanbase is now. The fanworks people make have made my heart so happy. These games always meant so much to me as a greek mythology kid and its up there with one of the first series me and my dad ever played together (he made me step out of the room during Those Scenes, don't worry)

I remember my dad and I first seeing the demo for the first ever God of War on a ps2 demo disc we got from back when GameStop was still EB Games in Canada. We both thought it was so cool. I watched him play the demo over and over again, until one day he could finally get the full game and we were even more hooked. We beat the game so many times together and watched the bonus content until the disc wouldn't work anymore. We tried our hand at every difficulty just to unlock every costume.

I remember when God of War II came out he was one of the first in line to get it that weekend. He even got the BradyGames player guide, which me and my brother read over and over and over again looking through the pages, all the lore hints and bonus content, all the characters and concept art until the pages ripped out. I still have the poster from that guidebook hanging in my bedroom. I still know where all the secrets are in that game like the back of my hand. When the game was beat and the final cutscene played my gad and I would always day how exited we were for the next installment.

I remember the day my dad got our PSP. He got the God of War bundle, the special red edition with the decal of Kratos on the back, the one that came with Chains of Olympus. I remember waking up early on the weekends to sit with him on the couch and watch him play. And if I ever missed anything because the screen was too small he would describe it to me happily. And when Ghost of Sparta came out I got to experience it all over again.

I remember when we first started seeing trailers for GoW iii and I got so exited. I remember my dad and I playing the demo with the chimera battle and being so, so so happy, saying we couldn't wait for the game to come out. I remember my dad refraining from buying the game on his own, waiting to stop somewhere on the way home from school just to buy it with me. And at this point I was finally old enough to figure out a game controller on my own, without my dad helping me at all, and the thrill of playing as Kratos on my own was a titular moment of me realizing I was growing up. Like not to be emo but playing God of War on my own during my adolescent years hit me more than puberty.

I can go on forever. I remember the day Ascension came out, and booking it to EB Games just to try out all the new features. I remember when I saw the novels for sale at a shop in the city, and not wasting another breath telling my dad I wanted them, and reading them more than I read my books for school reports. I remember almost crying because I didn't own a smartphone and couldn't play God of War: Betrayal and being so relieved to see footage was uploaded online and I was able to experience it that way. The only reason I knew what Soul Calibur even was is because Kratos was playable in Broken Destiny for the PSP. He was my main by the way

TL;DR this series was my childhood. It means so much to me. Every time my dad played he would select easy mode so he could read out the story to me. I hyperfixated on the story. And already being a mythos obsessed kid, GoW encouraged me to research mythos even further. And I was so happy when I would replay the games after learning more and more to understand reference after reference after reference. Teaching myself new glitches and exploits and finding new secrets in hidden areas after every playthrough. Rebuying the games every single time they were ported to a new system or I lost the disc. I own like 3 or 4 copies of each game at this point because I never want to not have them. It was like a new experience every time.

However. The games were always popular yeah. Highly rated. Fun to play. Kratos was a Playstation Icon. but large playerbase meant nothing in the long run for me.

I frequented gaming forums and Facebook in the early days and it was easy to tell most everybody playing these games hardly gave two shits about the story. There was nobody who really wanted to talk about lore. Nobody who really wanted to go in depth about characters. Nobody who really wanted to share ideas beyond the main focus. I remember going on deviantart and seeing people post fanwork on the occasion whenever a new game was released, but then never again. Silence. Interest lost as quickly as it came. Honestly I noticed even when the leaks for the Norse saga were published, the majority of people turned to look, were interested, started talking, but then looked away elsewhere when it wasn't the flavour of the month anymore.

I remember running God of War blogs back in 2012 to 2015 and nothing. Maybe three people interacted. Maybe three people bothered. But there were little to no fans. An audience yes but, fans? Fanartists? Writers? Headcanons? Any kind of fanmade media at all besides a few one off images online? I'd be lucky if I saw a shitpost that mentioned Kratos.

I remember writing fanfiction and posting fanart when I was twelve. I remember having action figures of Kratos decorating my shelf and playing with them till they broke and crying bc I was so upset. I loved enjoying these games. I was having so much fun on my own. I came to terms with an audience of none. Accepting that, despite the popularity of the series, to make fancontent for it, to entertain myself with the deeper lore of it was nothing but a niche.

Even with the release of 2018, as happy as I was for the new hopeful wave of fans, I was always a little upset when I saw people who played that installment as their introduction to God of War, go on to say they had no interest in giving the previous games a whirl because of the difference in gameplay and story.

At the end of it all it was still a niche.

So just... here we are today.

Here we are today and I can go into the God of War tag and be hit with a wave of the most gorgeous shit I've ever seen. Here we are today and I wake up to the most incredible drawings and paintings of the characters I grew up with in the most creative scenarios. The fanfictions that span chapters and rip deep into Kratos and his story. The headcanons that take inspiration from the most obscure lore bits from the series. The OCs that are inspired by this series' specific interpretation of mythology.

I can't put it into words. With the release of the Norse saga it's been... amazing. I just genuinley can't describe my joy. When I was playing the games themselves and the older games, the games I've been hyperfixated on my whole life were mentioned, that was one thing. But seeing other people comment on it. Discuss it. Be invested. Enjoy it enough to be inspired. Its like... So amazing.

I don't know what it is. Maybe its because of how the new games were more story driven than the previous installments. Maybe its because of the protrayal of the characters. Maybe its because of the popularity of norse mythology. I don't know and honestly I do not fucking care what the reason is. All I know is that I'm seeing people fall in love with something that means this much to me. Thank you Santa Monica for not forgetting about the story and games that made Kratos.

Seeing people who finished Ragnarok saying they were finally going to start playing the previous games. Or watching gameplay. Or reading up on the lore. Making fanart of the Greek saga. Fanfiction of it. Talking about it. Talking about the story. The deep, heartbreaking but important story that the games have always been telling and was always there that I have been invested in since childhood. I see fanart of Kratos and Calliope together, of Orkos, of Deimos, AUs and headcanons about them, and I want to cry happy tears.

I know you guys aren't making this content for me specifically. But I still have to say thank you. Thank you for making my heart happy. Thank you for reminding me of my most beloved memories every day with the stuff you make. You make my soul happy. Thank you for making stuff I can love and cherish and share with other fans, OTHER FANS, that I can talk to and listen to and discuss lore and art and ideas with about something so beloved to me and now beloved to others. I see people posting about it in depth and I am so happy to talk to or just hear people talk.

To ALL the fanartists, writers, and just fans in general who actually enjoy my or anyone else's GoW content, all of you on behalf of every long time God of War fan thank you so much for being a part of this community.

The feeling of knowing a series of media that's been so obsessively near and dear to me my entire life is becoming dear to others is indescribable. I know I'm being so emo about this but fr like... having people I can just. Talk to about GoW lore and nodding and agreeing and. Ahhhh.

I'll stop rambling now because I could go on forever but just like. Thank yall for being here. The stuff you guys make and share means more than you think.

Thank ya 💕💕🙏

#god of war #god of war ragnarok #gow #gowr #gow 2018 #kratos #kratos gow #atreus #calliope #calliope gow #atreus gow #gow x reader #idk what else to tag this with #i love all of you

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ferrocyan · 3 months

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top 5 memories!!

these are mostly abt my friends from my fc bc they make playing this game so much more fun and awesome (long post warning)

#1 so there's this guy in western coerthas whom you can challenge to a fight named alaimbert of the spiked butt. funny guy with a lot of butt jokes. one day i was leveling samurai and thought eh why not fight mr spiky butt? then i ate shit and died. and like. the moment i died i got a dm from a stranger. this player named "yuyu nekomata" was... asking me to join her fc?

fellas i have no idea how fc recruitments work. i don't know how this girl found me. so i thought. that this person. saw me get buttspiked to death. for no fucking reason, just being a shit gamer. and thought "yeah i want THAT guy to be in my fc, i gotta ask him to join right now"

i fucking lost it dude i laughed so hard i was fully crying. and then i said yes, ofc. best decision i ever made fr. also since i mentioned going to level my gatherers yuyu gave me like 10 sideritis cookies and i still have 6 in my inventory www

#2 i started playing in na actually, in coeurl, crystal bc dreamer was there and i wanted to meet him ingame haha. but the ping was horrendous and i could never avoid aoes. i started to suspect if orange aoes weren't actually unavoidable. i could only get through the hall of the novice "avoid aoes" training by using sprint (it has a 60 second cooldown!) and praying. and i thought man, i want to try raiding in the future, there's no way i can raid if i have to sprint out of every aoe. so i packed my bags and moved out to jp. basically just picked a dc and world at random? the english speaking jp server is elemental (literally every other indonesian ffxiv player is in elemental fml) but i went to mana instead. it's good out here though since mana has an active raiding scene and the queues are super fast :]

anyway the actual memory was when i remade my character and restarted arr and i went out into the world and aggro'd a monster AND I COULD STEP OUT OF THEIR AOE WOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOO avoiding damage has never felt so fucking good

#3 at a time when i couldn't play ffxiv, around after i finished base hvw but not the patches, i watched jocat's ffxiv stream vods on youtube. i kept watching until the last available video, when he'd finished the rak'tika section then detoured to do all the role quests. that was around endwalker's release so the guy was too busy streaming to upload the old vods. since twitch vods were only available for 2 weeks i skipped ahead and watched edw instead of waiting for more shb. i followed his streams to the very end, then went ahead and purchased ffxiv to finish shadowbringers on my own

i hadn't planned to play endwalker, for reasons. i finished 5.0, then i did the only thing left i wanted to do: the twinning. i wanted to jam out to a long fall, haha. and i did! it was a very fun run. i hadn't done alexander and omega yet so alex to me is a twinning boss first and foremost. the unlock quest's cutscene where we hear the message from the doomed timeline was so touching that i teared up. i felt satisfied. i was done with ffxiv! yay!

the story of why i decided to continue playing... is for someday in the future :)

#4 and so i did continue to play, and even finish endwalker. really though, the twinning wasn't the only thing i wanted to do. i wanted to try raiding, remember? and so i got to level 90, my first time at level cap, excitedly went to labyrinthos to try the pandaemonium raids, and

my item level is too low. noooooo!

i had no idea how to get gear. what the hell is a tomestone? why do i need so many of them?? i asked around to the raiders in our fc for tips. they told me some stuff about how to farm tomestones but i thought mannn that's gonna take so long though. so i went to the marketboard and bought the then-bis rinascita gear.

one of the guys i asked, koi, saw me at the sharlayan marketboard and went OH NO. i'd just bought the sabatons when he stopped me. koi told me, "this was supposed to be a surprise, but i'll say it so you don't waste your gil. actually yuyu has bought all the gear for you! please come to the fc house to receive it."

i was.. floored. i'd joined the fc while in the middle of playing shadowbringers, so it wasn't too long ago. i hadn't talked with anyone much, only saying hi when i see them pop in or out of the game. since i was too busy doing endwalker msq i couldn't play with the other members either (though we did go into the aitiascope and the mothercrystal together, it was such a blast). but they still gave me a ton of gear and raid food and gil for materia. man even now thinking about it i get choked up. these people are the nicest and i love them so much.

the time when i would have to stop playing ffxiv again was approaching, but i swore i would first clear at least the first savage trial of abyssos when it came out, to show my friends how much i appreciated their help. i'm still holding onto this promise now.

#5 savage is hard. oh my god is it hard. i have to admit to giving up because my internet connection is very unstable, i get a lot of lags and disconnects, and devour is an extremely unforgiving mechanic with lag. i only went back to high-end content with golbez. his trial is extremely attractive for me to prog because the mechanics are mostly forgiving and easy to learn. the only one that has me by the throat is void comet rain (void stardust? idk i learned this from jp resources so) since that one is unforgiving with lag lol. and it took me a good while to prog this trial. i gave up again when 6.5 released with a new extreme, zeromus, and went for that one instead. actually getting to see enrage for the first time ever was very motivating, but i just... i like golbez a lot. i want to clear the voidcast dais extreme first, as it was the new goal i'd set after p5s broke me. so i tried again! and

i did it baybeeee hahahaha! we were a "learn from the beginning" party that was supposed to go on for only 1 meal. but at the 30 minute mark we got to like 7% and i was the only one left alive and i was like no, no we can't stop here LET ME SOLO HIM! LET ME SOLO GOLBEZ I'M A WARRIOR I CAN DO THIS IN NORMAL MODE SURELY EXTREME IS NO DIFF(explodes to void meteor)

we put it to a vote if we want to continue progging, and everyone unanimously agreed. so one final pull! in which i fucking died to void comet rain like a chump! but we ended up clearing well before enrage!! yaaaayyy!!! i got my first ever endwalker extreme clear, and also somehow the weapon coffer despite being the only one (probably) who messed up. sorry everyone ;p all the luck goes to the most undeserving in the party! now i just need to farm the mount and the golbez minion from the lunar subterrane and i will have my full golbez regalia. this is my current goal www

anyway since we're already here have a bonus sweet memory, last christmas one of the fc members, kou, gave us all drawings of our wols! look at the gang all here /;w;)/

answer correctly or else i will have to write more smut to set things right

talking about the other fc members under the cut www

from the left that's koi, one of our serious raiders. the guy is such a troll, he taught me by force to play better bc when someone else dares take the tanking role from him he will run off alone and aggro everything in sight, cuz fuck you. he did also accompany me progging both p5s and golbez and taught me a lot about tanking and communicating in pf :]

second is yuyu, our most wonderful guild leader! she's sweet and kind and loves to shower the rest of us with gil from her billionaire coffers. she's the best. beside her is hoshi, who is a pretty cool person but she's been taking breaks a lot. she's our healer for treasure map runs and it's always hilarious w her there

the bunnyboy is skyler, our most chill and cool guy B) he's a vtuber on tiktok i think? he maintains our main discord server and is usually the one organizing fc events with yuyu. also the sage main who always takes the job to heal the rest of us tank-dps mains www

lastly beside tart that's kou! i hadn't met her a lot at the start and that was because she has a very serious raiding static. she did the omega protocol ultimate, THE hardest fight in ffxiv, on patch. it was nuts. she was in that dimensional rift 24/7 lmao. she's also an artist and always has the best glams and has gotten into gposing too, a real ffxiv renaissance man. kou does old extreme/savage content for fun and often gifts the rest of us special crafted weapons that glow. like the tsukuyomi sword, my beloved

there are other members but that's all for now! thanks if you're reading this far hahah

#tart the wol #long post #i would usually put something this long under a cut but i need you all to vote

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connorsnothereeither · 7 months

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Throwing this question to Tumblr:

Ulysses POV vods!! I’m currently pretty behind on their uploading because I’m still working on the cutscene for Episode 15: Unlocked. HOWEVER, the rest of the vods (16-20) are pretty much entirely completed.

Would people prefer I upload episodes 16-20, and then when it’s done, go back and upload 15 and just put it in the right order playlist-wise, OR, should I wait and simply post the whole backlog of vods in say, a month or two

#fable smp #fablesmp #fablesmp ulysses #mcyt #connor struggles with content creation /j

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thessalian · 16 days

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Thess vs Spectres

So I finally got through that whole little chunk of main quest. And the only real reason I'm stopping now is a) hungry and b) frustrated and stuck.

Well, before I do anything, there's a rebel camp over there. Might as well clear it out.

DAMN I'm good. No one so much as saw me ONCE.

Okay okay okay, I know I know I know, Fate Of The World, etc etc. I'm going already.

I figure I can skip that cutscene; I have already seen it.

Well, at least I'm not doing all of the searching when I have companions. Just ... most of it.

Nora go down the hoooooooole...

Seriously, Zenith are assholes.

And code aaaaaaaand ... Beta. Cryogenically preserved Beta?

Wait. Wait did she have that thing in her skull? That thing is way too big to be an implant. What the fuck?

Good for you, Beta! Good for us, too!

ofuck.

Traps. Traps. What's this thing weak to? Acid. I'll try acid.

I AM TRYING TO SCAN IT, ALOY; IT JUST WON'T STAY STILL-- Theeeeeere we go.

And it didn't matter anyway because advanced acid traps are awesome, thanks.

Oshit Erend; hold on! ...Wait, why are you not scanning for weak spots and--? Oh, right, because you refuse to use a ranged weapons and your only combat strategy is "get out there and twat it one with warhammer".

Oh. Also because forcefield. Which is only in the front. Good thing you've got a sneaky bitch on side, Erend!

Okay, that's done. And now we can look at that weapon-- Fuck.

Right. Back to base. And everyone's freaking out about Beta. But at least they ask me how I'm holding up. ...Or assuming I'm fine. THANKS, EREND. I know you think I can do anything, but...

Oh, and Beta's not coping either. Okay. Vat-made humans, unite!

Yeah. Yeah, I knew they were still the original Far Zenith assholes. I just wasn't sure whether it was cloned bodies and data uploads a la Altered Carbon or ... well, this.

Look, you bought us time, Beta; we'll go after them as soon as we can. CHILL, already! But then again, you know how equipped they are and we don't, but still, never underestimate the ingenuity of someone who isn't an entitled asshole who never knew real hurt a day in their lives.

Right. Get this thing to GAIA to see if it can help us at all-- SYLENS YOU SHITBAG!

Fine. Okay. GAIA's working on it, Erend and Varl are going to help Beta cope ... oh. Hi Zo. Wait. You have a way to fix your land-gods? COUNT ME THE FUCK IN!

Hunting tiiiiiiiiiime! Whee!

Okay, that'll take some fixing. Lemme just go to Hidden Ember, as they're calling it now, and see what-- Oh. Hi Delah. Ah, Boomer gone missing. Okay, we'll go search.

I bet the Far Zenith assholes want to strip all life on earth because the people who designed Zero Dawn weren't eugenics-y assholes. I like that we still got people on the autism spectrum when humanity was reborn. I mean, I gather it's at least partly genetic. And it's a nice statement about how, no, vaccines don't cause that shit because none of these people know what a vaccine is.

Anyway. What is this thing you're now getting me to use? ...Oh. Okay, I will try this thing.

OKAY I HAVE TRIED THIS THING AND I DON'T LIKE IT CAN I HAVE MY BOW BACK PLEASE?!?

Right. I have used the shredder gauntlet whatever thing. I will never ever use it again. But thanks. That's sweet of you two.

Back to Hidden Ember, and ... okay, where the fuck is Stemmur?

Ah, there he is. And you want another 'gizmo'. I went with 'doohickey' myself, but you do you.

Down into the ruins I go-- Oh, come on, how did the machines come back?!? Well, at least it wasn't the Tideripper. Just Snapmaws, a Burrower ... and two Spinesnouts I didn't see shit shit shit.

And apparently I just accidentally tripped over the hardest vista in the game to find. Now, where's good?

There. There's good. That'll stop bugging me. Onward to the doohickey.

...Okay, I am clearly supposed to get to the grapple point and then jump onto that bit to the left but it is not letting me jump.

Lemme see if Google has any ideas-- And apparently not. Fuck.

Maybe I'll shut down for now and see if a restart actually lets me do what I need to do here. I need food anyway.

Also my mother will be turning up any time now with some treats she brought me back from Canada. Yay! And later I will try again, but how the fuck do I jump when the damn thing won't let me go in that direction because there is no climbing point there? Maybe I need to do a left-control press pointed in a different direction? Maybe? I dunno; this is a pain in the arse but apparently I can't give my stupid doohickeys to Stemmur if I don't get this one! Why can I not just tell him, "I have a sack full of the fucking things; I can get you that one later"?!?

#Thess plays video games #Thess liveblogs Horizon Forbidden West

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time-bone-swap-au · 1 year

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Good news!

Since someone will be releasing Season 4 Dub every Sunday or someone else will stream the whole season and make a Google drive, I will be able to explain the story more clearly for Time Swap AU Timeline #1 (The Destiny’s Lament)

For now I can just tell you a non-spoiler version:

Replacing the episode of when DBK finds out about LBD’s crypt, MK actually discovers Bai He at this time, at this point he was at his lowest, knowing that the present has already been altered, seeing Bai He was the final straw and he finally enacted his plan of destiny. Whispering to the ears of Demon Bull King about his revenge plot, Demon Bull King gets corrupted by his power a different way (Not sure how)

In this whole thing, Macaque is his eternal host, both as punishment and as his sign of ‘redemption’ he was captured in his Season 1 debut and after DBK failed, the end scene where LBD possess Bai He is changed to the cutscene I uploaded of Macaque and MK, MK is intrigued by his ability to ‘hear’ the future and tries it out for himself. He knows that he’s just following the same path as LBD so he tries to alter it. This is when the story starts to shift a little.

In Season 2 the whole time it’s just Macaque being the host but after the special, MK keeps the Trigram Furnace somewhere hidden, (idk Mayor said he bought an ancient relic and decided to keep it in his big-ass basement) and actually helps the Spider Queen in a different way (Still don’t know what that is) and Season 2 is more than just MK stealing the show, because in Season 2 it actually has some major Changes.

And after Season 2 the spider gang actually live and are redeemed in the end, why? Because of this revelation that was the reason for the Season 4 spoilers.

And that is because I wanted to swap Season 4 and Season 3.

So Season 4 happens before Season 3

Which is why I wanted to wait until there was a time someone got there hands on the English Dub.

I’ll be explaining all the details with the spoilers in season 4 in 3 weeks time at least, but if any questions happen that is not in that deadline, I’ll either just answer with ‘:3’ or give a non-spoiler version. For now, I’ll just say Season 1-2 changes in another post because Season 3 is sorta in the works still

#lego monkie kid #lmk au #lmk lady bone demon #time bone swap au #lmk mk #lmk qi xiaotian #lmk bai he #lmk wukong #lmk macaque #lmk mayor #lmk sun wukong

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kitkat-the-muffin · 1 year

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Kingdom Hearts Social Experiment update!

We had to switch to remote gameplay due to Subject 1 moving out of state 😔 it was out of our hands

The plan is to continue Chain of Memories on my console with me operating the controls, and then Subject 1 will progress the other games from his own console

He even bought the original 358/2 Days, so we might actually play that instead of the cutscene movie (which was my original plan). We also intend to have a few in-person sessions when our schedules open up for traveling convenience

Today was our first session in a month and we did it over Discord. Unfortunately, we still did not record any visuals. I mean, it is a podcast after all, one that won’t see the light of day for several more years (my future self is gonna have such a pain editing all these audio recordings omg today alone was 3 freakin hours)

Anyway, to update on the experiment itself:

Subject 1 found out two names today! Larxene and Naminé, my how interesting. He didn’t recognize Vexen as Even tho which is hilarious to me as someone with a vendetta against Vexen

The “discussion questions” of today’s session:

Who could this Naminé girl be?

If she is an old friend of Sora’s, why did she disappear long ago?

What is her connection to the castle, and why is she being held captive by an organization of MoM-Cloak-Wearing fiends?!

Why did Elrena and Lea change their names?!

Why is Riku being a bigger angsty jerk than last time?

Does anyone even know about Ven sleeping in the basement?!

And who was the first cloak-wearing fiend at the beginning of the game?

All will be answered in due time

And for those who have no idea what I’m talking about: Subject 1 so far has only played KH1, KHX & KHUX, and KHBBS in that order. Therefore, he’s met every character in this game already apart from Naminé

This is what the experiment has been building up to all along: the discoveries affected by foreknowledge

Anyway, I hope those who’ve been keeping up with these updates enjoy these posts. The podcast recordings won’t be edited for a long time as I’m very busy with life right now and don’t have time to put subtitles on hours upon hours of audio footage

But someday they’ll be uploaded to the internet for all to enjoy, so thank you to the three people who actually read these posts for patiently waiting for that future day

#kh social experiment #kingdom hearts

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nobully · 1 year

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Assist

comforting action prompts | send [assist] for the receiver to help sender with a level in a video game

‘...Boyfriend Carnival?’ Wang Yi tests the name on his tongue like some flavor of bad romance. He shakes his head.

‘Nope, sorry. Never heard of it. You ever play Punishing: Black Raven?’ When the other looks equally clueless, he takes out his phone and starts showing off. ‘Right, so it’s an action fighter mobage...’

20 minutes and three tutorial battles later, Wang Yi’s peering over Eiden’s shoulder as he tries his hand at the challenge mode fights.

‘When she raises her weapon that’s your indicator to dodge—don’t forget your QTEs, they’re flashing—yeah, okay that was good—oh god, run RUN she’s gonna unleash her ult—ack!”

The screen turns gray as the character on screen falls to his knees and dies, making the battle a failure. Wang Yi exhales. ‘You were pretty close. If you could survive through the last wave, it would’ve been a clear.’

Eiden rubs his nose while half scowling at the screen. “Yeah, I felt that. Can I try again?”

‘Sure, if you want.’

Take 2.

‘Okay, but you should just avoid the jitterbugs after luring them to one spot, because they’re timed to explode—’

Take 3.

‘That was 20 seconds too slow, if you’d killed them faster we’d chip away more at the boss HP...’

Take 4.

‘Yes, it’s 3-ping plus basic attack for this guy, but you want to just button mash for the girl, because her kit’s designed differently—’

Take 5, Take 6, Take 12...

‘...give me the phone. I want to give it a go.’

To be honest, these battles were short and Eiden was doing remarkably well for a beginner. His hands all but danced over the buttons on-screen—maybe he was skilled with his fingers or something?—but there was just too much happening at once per fight for him to process it all.

Wang Yi expertly takes his phone back, checks his team, and enters the fray himself.

And then he dies less than 5 minutes later.

‘....’

‘...fuck, I want to throttle someone.’

“Uh, by that do you mean—”

‘Not you.’ Wang Yi butts in quickly, before throwing his phone aside with a sigh. ‘I should just take a break.’ This game’s way too provoking. He takes a peek at Eiden, who was in the middle of clearing his dailies, and scooted a little closer so he could see the screen. There were flashing lights and sparkly Christmas music surrounding a handsome silver-haired man who barely cracked a smile at the camera.

‘Is that your “boyfriend” or something?’ Wang Yi asks.

“One of them, yeah,” Eiden replied flippantly. “Oh man, but they haven’t uploaded the tutorial for this chapter yet...” His fingers hovered over the two dialogue choices as he frowned over which to choose. Wang Yi took a closer look and squinted at the options.

Ark is showing signs of shyness towards you! Do you...

A) Take his hand. B) Kiss him.

What the hell.

'Where’s the option to just talk?’ Wang Yi scoffs.

“That’s not how the VN portions work,” Eiden mutters. “I should have enough affection to pick B...but if I fail it’ll set me back a week, while A can still get me some Dokidoki points, hmm...”

Wang Yi had no idea what he was talking about but felt plenty unimpressed. ‘Who kisses someone out of the blue? Just go with A, it’s more normal.’

“That’s not how the love lines work, either.”

Oh. Was this some weird novel logic at play? Wang Yi shrugs. ‘Then just do the opposite of what I said.’

Eiden hesitates. At times like this, he could usually find an answer from his closest in-game friend, but Mary Sue had been bragging about Christmas dates all week and he didn’t want to bother her in the middle of one (or worse still, get it into her head to invite him too). If he waits a while longer, the game forums would probably post a walkthrough, but he was in the event now and didn’t feel like replaying all those cutscenes just to come back to this one choice.

‘That guy moves a lot,’ Wang Yi observes while still staring at Eiden’s phone. ‘So what happens if he kisses you? Does he plaster his face against the screen or something?’

“That’s not how the live 2-D animations—look, why don’t you download it and play for yourself?” Eiden changes tack mid-conversation to shoot Wang Yi a look. “Who knows, you might like it.”

‘No I won’t.’

“How are you so sure?”

‘Because I—’ Don’t like guys? No, he’d already kissed one—uh, two? Besides, if he played as a girl it wouldn’t matter who the boyfriends were courting, right? Anyways, the point is I ‘—already have someone.’

Eiden stops staring at his screen to stare at Wang Yi instead, eyes unusually bright. “What, you mean like a boyfriend?”

‘He’s not my—’ Wang Yi starts, then stops in consternation. ‘I didn’t mean that.’

“So who’s ‘he?’“

‘No one.’

“...you know, you’re kinda bad at lying even without the flowers.”

Wang Yi rankles at that because he was a damned good liar when it counted. ‘I’m not lying. I left him already, so—’

“So he doesn’t count as a boyfriend because you broke up with him?” The sad puppy eyes look Eiden is shooting him could melt a freaking Ice Age.

‘We weren’t even dating!’

“A one-sided crush?” This time, Eiden’s voice softens as well. “Right, that happens...”

‘He was the one crushing on me!’ Wang Yi all but snaps back and regrets it.

Was Eiden cursed or something? Why did he end up blabbing all his thoughts to the guy whenever they talked? Even now, the dude’s just smiling at him good-naturedly as if waiting for him to spill more beans. It makes him want to pinch his face until the grin slides right off, or pull his ear until he winces, or scratch him up a bit so—

Wang Yi digs his nails into his palms and takes a few deep breaths. His self-control was worse since coming here too—probably some mix of stress and desperation eating at his mental state, who knows. He guesses he should be thankful Sao Ling isn’t here to make fun of him on top of everything else.

‘Anyways, what’s past is past,’ Wang Yi says simply and grabs his phone casually from the couch. ‘So, boyfriend game, right?’

Please don’t ask me any more questions.

Eiden is still smiling. “Right.”

2 Hours Later.

“...how did you manage to get every single guy to hate your guts?”

‘Look, it’s kinda my job, okay? Literally, I mean.’

“Uh no offense, but didn’t you fail pretty badly at that with the last guy you met?” Eiden blinks, unconvinced.

‘Real life doesn’t always match what happens in books.’ Wang Yi looks at him, then looks away. ‘So what’d you end up picking for your dialogue choice?’

“Oh, that.” Eiden glances at his own phone, currently forgotten on the side. “It timed out, so I guess I’ll replay it later.”

‘Weren’t you trying to avoid that, though?’

“Eh, real life got in the way,” Eiden shrugs back with a cheeky gleam in his eyes. “Wanna play a different game?”

Wang Yi stares at him, then scoots away. His danger senses are tingling. ‘Like what.’

Eiden just sits in the spot on the bed that he’s vacated, still wearing that infuriating grin. “Multiple-choice question? A to hold hands and B for a kiss?”

‘Ugh, how about C for “see you later?’

“I’m kidding, I’m kidding!”

‘Besides, aren’t you more of an act now ask questions later kinda guy?’

“Oh yeah?”

‘Yeah. Some parts of you are completely predictable.’ And Wang Yi suddenly grabs Eiden by the collar to pull him close, head leaning in to—

—completely bypass his face as he laughs softly by his ear. Like this.

‘Oops, I missed.’ Wang Yi deadpans a second later.

“No you didn’t.”

‘Eh?’

Wang Yi starts to pull away, but Eiden’s already got him, arms snaking up to pin him by the shoulders even as soft lips catch the bob of his Adam’s apple and trace a trail of kisses up his jaw. He stiffens at that—both upstairs and downstairs (to his annoyance).

“We can stop if you don’t want it,” Eiden pauses to mutter in his ear.

Wang Yi’s fingers are still gripping Eiden’s shirt. He relaxes them now, but starts to undo the guy’s buttons instead.

“Is that a yes?”

‘Shut up,’ Wang Yi retorts. ‘I’m just helping you finish what I started.’

Fade to black.

#answered;#kleinstar #oops forgot this from last week #take it as a mildly spiced slice of life #also play punishing: gray raven it's fun lol #drabbles;

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Who and What would you want for the next Super Smash Bros?

Who:

idk man I got K. Rool Ridley and Banjo, it's hard for me to say there's anything left that I want super badly at this point. There's several I wouldn't mind having but won't be bummed if they got in. If I had to make a list of characters I'd like to see...

Toad

Dixie Kong

Impa ( at this point she could be a replacement or echo of Shiek )

Tingle

Geno ( yes I'm one of those, the Mario RPGs should be represented in some way besides another form of Mario. )

Krystal

Porky

Raven Beak

Samurai Goroh

Black Shadow ( My idea here is just give him Ganondorf's old moveset so it actually make sense, and give Ganondorf a moveset that actually, you know, represents how he behaves in the Legend of Zelda series )

Mike Jones

Starfy

Shadow the Hedgehog ( Absolutely bonkers he wasn't a Sonic Echo Figher )

Dr. Eggman

Doom Slayer

Crash Bandicoot

Spyro the Dragon

And lastly, this is going to be my biggest wish that nobody is going to support... Agumon.

Or maybe more accurately, the whole Digimon version 1 line. Because my vision for this character would pay homage to the original LCD screen virtual pet, you start off as an Agumon in the fight. Your HUD has a hunger meter, and the down B will feed Agumon a piece of meat. If you take good care of Agumon, he will become Greymon, and if Greymon performs well in battle, he can become Metal Greymon.

Neglect to feed Agumon and he will evolve into the weak and sluggish Numamon. But even Numamon can have the potential to evolve into a powerful fighter in the form of Monzemon.

I suppose this complicates the final Smash a little bit, but we could borrow from the anime and have them warp evolve into Omnimon or something to perform a powerful mega hit. The actual rules of evolving with Digimon seem to vary depending on the virtual pet, the game, or the anime. I don't see why Smash Bros couldn't also bend the rules a bit.

I worry that the next one is just going to be another parade of third party characters, most of whom I probably won't care much about. ( Yes I know my next "big pick" is third party, i'm operating under the assumption that things aren't changing ) I feel like they made a huge mistake when they shifted their focus to mostly third party characters after the Smash Wii U DLC, now this is all anyone ever talks about and insults the shit out of people who ask for Nintendo characters, but who knows, we can only wait and see. I just hope that, if there are any cuts ( which seems inevitable ) I hope they keep most, if not all of the first party characters that they own the rights to. I'm not saying purge all guests but like, maybe not so many, and maybe only the ones with a strong history with Nintendo please?

As for What...

A real Adventure mode, I know Sakurai doesn't like people uploading the cutscenes, but I feel like axing it out of the game completely was very petty and punishes everyone, not just the people who uploaded/watched the cutscenes online, besides, I wouldn't mind if they scaled it back to melee style platforming levels with a few enemies here and there. Personally I would prefer that to a Subspace Emmissary 2, with a bunch of baddies that aren't from any specific games.

I'd want more alternative costumes, they did a lot better with this in Smash 4 and Smash Ultimate but it still didn't go far enough in my opinion. Why was the fusion suit for Samus STILL just a recolor? I'd also like more character alts like Alph and the Koopalings, sometimes you just don't need to become a whole ass echo.

I don't know if there's really all that much more I'd want out of Smash from a gameplay standpoint. It's essentially perfect for me.

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Zhu - Episode 2 - Additional scene

After the Minecraft interlude, it is time to come back a bit to 3D animation. It has been now a month since I uploaded the Prologue of Untold Tale of Pandaria. So far, I received great and positive feedback! I decided to implement an episode to explain a bit more about some characters' evolution before MoP. In particular, I want to show Zhu-en's admiration for his father, and also the way PTSD is progressively destroying Lord Han-zhu. It is a very soft but bittersweet scene that I hope people will enjoy. So, instead of starting the machinima with the three Bian-Lian dancers in the tavern, the story will start in the garden of the Zhu palace.

This first scene features three small koi fish. They represent the past, present, and future of the Zhu clan, especially Lord Han-zhu's fate. They all have their personalities. Happy is swimming peacefully; Broken tries to avoid the other fish; Healed is faster and tends to follow Broken, eventually chasing them away.

The big challenge of this scene is that the garden is highly rich in detail. (I watched the last Miyazaki just before starting the design... It might have influenced me!). There is a double skybox, grass with particles and brushstroke effects, and a lot of plants (I designed most of them, and I am especially proud because I am not good at drawing flowers! ^^').

Consequently, I have to render some cutscenes by layers and assemble everything like celluloid. This saves so much time at rendering, and I can polish much more animation per session (which is a substantial change for me, with the small amount of free time I do have!). The con is that the post-processing is a little bit more painful because this method then requires stitching everything frame by frame, much like traditional animation... O__O

I really enjoy working on this scene! And I cannot wait to get the whole episode assembled, because I think it will be a nice one. :D Regarding the whole project, I still have this fear and doubt in a corner of my head. I feel that what I am doing is not really Warcraft machinima, and never has been... The Zhu Pandaren clan harbors Japanese aesthetics. Pandarens are here depicted as being much more violent, and not that much in the peaceful side of the Chi. The story also treats dark topics, and it features characters that are not really pure white knights or devilish bad guys (except Garrosh, but he is shown as more narcissistic and paranoid than purely evil). I used to call my narrative style "Dark chocolate Fantasy": It is always sweet but with a punch of bitterness. Either you like it, or you don't.

But what matters is the journey! And I enjoy bringing my story to life! My OCs deserve it, and the learning path is so exciting.

#world of warcraft #pandaren #blender3d #3d animation #machinima #pandaria #my thougts #storytelling

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rebechas · 2 years

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technical issues

this is a fanfic. mainly about p03. not shippy

Summary: you play inscryption instead of luke carder. you are also poor and have a shitty pc with homebrew everything. noone is happy about this

After you defeat the archivist boss, you stretch in your chair. All in all, the file-size-being-its-value was a pretty fun mechanic, even if a bit overpowered. For the "oldest file" or whatever, you selected a shitty school infographic you threw together in mspaint back in 2017, which apparently was old enough to warrant a 5/5 card, oneshoting the boss. You suppose the devs could've stood to maybe balance the game more, but it *has* been adapted from an obscure RPG to a digital game, so all in all they did a good job. You briefly wonder if you could try to test the limits of the old-ass software, playing with the date on some files, but in your experience with how much data a floppy can carry is... limited. And you don't want the game to get corrupted or anything.

So instead you take a sip of water, and decide to finish P03's "part" of the game and call it a night. If it keeps following the pattern, there's gonna be the 2d segment again afterwards and two more "power-grabs", from Grimora and Magnificus respectively, all in all a pretty symmetric game. With that im mind, you direct your game character to the checkpoint, and from there to the landing area, eager to see how this act's "big bad" will be defeated.

"It's almost time." "You've come so far." Of couse P03 has to have a villain monologue, but you really want to skip it. Lore or no lore but its late and you just wanna finish this section and go to sleep. Your character arrives at the graves, but your Gamer Instincts (tm) feel a cutscene coming so you consciously slow down to savor the ending.

"You made it, nice. Great job."

"You prepared The Great Transcendence for me."

"Without even knowing what it was."

Yeah yeah, you get it, it's defining character quirk is that it doesn't care about the story. You roll your eyes with a slight smile.

"But... you understand it now, right?"

You really have no idea what it's talking about. Did you miss some hidden clue or something? Is it about the fact that the scrybes are supposed to be "aware" they're in a game?

Then the game zooms in and you find yourself eye to eye with... yourself. On P03s monitor. Some image of you? No not image, video- live videofeed from your webcam. You stare dumbfounded, ready to write it off as a scary gimmick (and take a mental note to change the access rights to your webcam), but then the thing says your name, and your heart stops.

It's weird, grating and synthesized, but definitely yours. While your mind races P03 keeps talking.

"I mean... You finished making the game..." It's face flashes with the cooky face you selected for the second boss.

"You gave me access to your hard drive..." Yeah you did, but that's what all games require nowadays! If your computer isn't unusable after... whatever this is you swear you'll run every game you find buried in your backyard in a separate vm.

"You took screenshots for the store page." Wait what?

"And you connected me to the internet to upload it all!" No. That's not possible, you think frantically. But P03 continues gloating, congratulating itself on its plan.

You're still pretty dumbfounded by the revelation that apparently a computer virus masquerading as a card game is monologuing. At you. About what'll happen now, and what its grand scheme is, while you zone out thinking about how you'll have to redownload yet another antivirus. The cherry on the cake would be only a glaring red screen announcing that you have to transfer 0.0002 bitcoin to a specified account or you'll never see your files again.

"Ugh, what a headache," you mutter. In response, the droning monologue stops. Then,

"Excuse me, fleshbag?" comes an offended robotic huff from your pc. Today has already been so goddamn weird already, so this might as well happen. You blink, once, twice, processing that whatever is on your pc is waiting (for your answer?) and decide to do just that.

"You... hear me?" you feel pretty stupid saying that outloud, and hearing your voice ring out in an empty room.

"Obviously." your speakers crackle out. The robot from the computer virus (?) on your screen is looking more smug than ever.

"You did give me access, remember? So shut up now while I upload my masterpiece." A loading bar appears on its face-itor with a rapidly increasing completion %. There's some kind of static noise rising in the background as the bar fills. You feel very confused, but you watch with bated breath, to see what'll happen.

Theres a low ding sound, and you see a shadow with a pair of large hands behind P03. That's Leshy. So their plan (?) is in motion as you recall. You would really like to know what the fuck is going on and what the stakes are here, besides the wellbeing of your poor old OS.

Then, a lot of things happen in short succession. The upload bar hits 100%. P03 whips around with a synthesized laugh, almost like a bark, and ... disappears the figure behind it? The two shadows beside where Leshy was standing gain an electric blue aura, like a selection vector, you hear your lights flicker and youre pretty sure some of the lights in the LED strip on your wall overload with a hiss. Then the audio and video of your screen glitch out horribly. Its loud and scary and very concerning, but mostly its jarringly scary, to a point where you hit you knee on your desk as you jerk up. After a second the game (???) is on again, and P03 turns back to face you.

"Pathetic. You didn't really think I'd fall for suck a BASIC startegy, did you?" it scowls. You shrug.

"I mean, this is MY game now. I literally control everything that happens here" you get the feeling that it isn't addressing you at all.

"And I outwitted you!" it holds out a cartoonishly large red floppy, like the one that's sitting in your floppy drive, right now.

"I outwitted them all! The upload's complete so not even you-" suddenly youre 100% sure he means you, "can stop me!" You stare wordlessly at the screen.

"You really ARE stupid, huh?" There's that cackling synthesized laugh again.

"INSCRYPTION, is live! I uploaded it!" Somehow the laugh plays underneath its voice, like some kind of cacophonous soundtrack. You have one question left, on your mind, though.

"To my printer??" you ask with just a hint of an understanding smile on your lips. That'd explain your smart appliance setup going haywire earlier.

You're pretty sure you hear the equivalent of a synthetic record scratch from the little robot.

"What."

You lean back in your seat, full on grinning.

"Your little Inscryption virus is running on like three layers of emulation, my guy. Literally no part of this thing was supposed to run on my machine, especially not a virus from a floppy." Are you lording your awful tech-set up above some malware-ai's (?) head? Of course you are, and it feels damn good. That's what the thing gets for calling you an idiot gamer.

There's a long pause from your computer. You even move your mouse a bit to check if maybe the screen didnt freeze, but no, P03 is just... creepily unmoving. Then, three dots appear on it's face, followed by the "standard" unimpressed face.

"That's a slur."

"What?" You do the human equivalent of the three dots. You blink.

"Virus. That's a slur." it says, as if that explains anything. You genuinely dont know what to say now. Is it...?

"Soooo, any comments about the 'Upload failed' thing?" You begin, conversationally.

"No." Oh, it's definitely embarrassed. After a few seconds you hear from it again.

"Actually yes. See, It was OBVIOUSLY part of my plan. You don't have an internet connection so I HAD to copy INSCRYPTION to. uh. other hardware." Annnd the annoying smirk is back. It's kind of sad really, to see how it still tries to act in control. It doesn't say anything more, you just hear the quiet whirr of a dozen devices coming to life around you. The quiet stretches on, as you sit there, in the dark staring at your laptop with bemusement. It's kind of zen really if you think about it.

...

Zen is boring, actually. Thankfully the quiet is broken by (unthankfully) a computerized voice.

"What the hell is a Deskjet Ink Advantage 2135?"

#inscryption #p03 #made this blog specifically to post this #me? projecting myself into anything? hee hee #ribbit rebbit

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bjy-on-ao3 · 3 years

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Fic Friday: Respite

(As usual, you can find the AO3 version of all my uploads [and some things I don’t post here to tumblr] via my Masterlist blog page.)

Been playing a lot of FFXIV lately, so of course all the handsome men from it are taking up space in my head. I’ve written for a couple before in short form for Kinktober, but this is my first official one-shot for anything FFXIV. Took a good deal of cutscene study to pick up proper word usage/speech patterns, but I also got to listen to Aymeric, so that’s a plus.

Summary The Warrior of Light looks forward to some relaxation of sorts with their favorite denizen of Ishgard upon returning from an adventure.

Tags/Warnings Consensual Sex, Creampie, Established Relationship, Reader-Insert, Shameless Smut, Teasing, Vaginal Sex

Respite (F! WoL Reader/Aymeric de Borel)

Upon returning from yet another duty - the list of tasks both mundane and daunting assigned to you seemed insurmountable sometimes - you were looking forward to the hospitality oft afforded you in Ishgard. Hospitality likely borne from all the aid you had lent them and your standings with many prominent figures of Ishgardian society, but hospitality nonetheless. Of course, there was a particular hospitality you were most greatly anticipating, and it was that which you would tend to first.

You began by asking some of the stationed soldiers if the Lord Aymeric was in. Several of them had no clue, leaving you increasingly frustrated. Eventually though, you came across a man who could confirm that, yes, the Lord Commander had recently returned from some business and instructed you where you might find him.

So off you set, with a renewed spring in your step and a trembling anticipation that was a struggle to contain. It was obvious even to simple passersby how much more your mood had changed compared to when you had initially returned to the city, particularly brighter than after questioning the previous soldiers. Excitement overflowing or not, you tried to contain yourself, managing to not break out into a sprint through the stone cobbled streets and alarm the city folk.

At last, you pushed open the last doors you expected to separate you and your reunion with the Lord Commander. The sight of the man in all his armored elegance greeted you immediately, and you tried to the stifle a grin. For a split second, Aymeric de Borel remained unaware of your presence, engaged in conversation with an Ishgardian official you didn't recognize off the top of your head.

The sound of the doors and your boots on the ground though drew the attention of both elezen swiftly, however, and they glanced towards the interruption. You noticed a nearly imperceptible flicker in Aymeric's stunningly blue eyes as he saw who had arrived. But he was practiced in self-restraint, too, and the shift in his eyes had been all that spoke of his truest emotions. The smile that curled his lips, while pleasant, held the warmth acceptable of the standard pleasantries expected of him.

"Have I come at a bad time? I can return later, if must needs be," you said tentatively.

You knew Aymeric would be loath to turn you away - he hadn't seen you in several weeks thanks to various business that preoccupied either of you. Though you knew he took his responsibilities seriously, and you also didn't want to interrupt anything important.

Aymeric shook his head gently. "We were nearly done. You needn't go," Aymeric informed you, turning back to the other man. "Pray, keep me informed. I look forward to word of progress in the near future," he said with a respectful bow of his head.

With an agreeing nod and a few more words you didn’t bother to try to catch, the other man turned to take his leave. You moved aside courteously so as not to bar his way, and the pair of you exchanged cursory passing pleasantries. Then he was gone, leaving only you and Aymeric in the chamber.

Once Aymeric was certain you were alone, the initial spark of excitement you had spied in his eyes grew many fold, the blue tumultuous as stormy seas in his mirth. You hadn't doubted for a single ilm Aymeric would be happy to see you, but seeing the warmth and sparkle in his eyes was always reassuring. "I've news for you of my latest task," you started, tone level and business-like. A flash of disappointment darted across Aymeric's face at the prospect you had dropped by merely for the sake of business alone, as often the case unfortunately was.

"Though I find myself rather...tired from the trip. Would my Lord allow me a brief respite before my report?" you inquired, tone growing more coy. It was a bald-faced lie that you were tired, laced with an underlying subtle hint. A hint you doubted would go over Aymeric's head.

"Ah, of course. Come, come, allow me to escort you somewhere you might lie down for a time," he responded with a gentle sweep of one hand, moving closer to you. He lay a hand over your shoulder, as if to guide you in the right direction.

In the public eye, Aymeric might not even have laid that same light hand on you, appearances mattering as they did. You had shared many a more-than-pleasant private moment, yet still it seemed imperative that what you shared remained hidden from the rest of the world. And as much as a part of you would have loved to declare your affections for Aymeric to the very streets of Ishgard and all who might listen, you didn't mind keeping things quiet.

You fell in step with Aymeric, or as much as you could with his long strides, the featherlight touch on your shoulder settling just a bit heavier, slender fingers splaying more relaxed over you. As you went, you made a quip here or there, telling snippets of a story from one of your more fun adventures, knowing how well Aymeric enjoyed them. True be told, you did actually have business that required reporting at some point, but it wasn't urgent, so it could wait.

Several minutes whiled away as you spoke, taking in the subtle smile on Aymeric's lips that made your own grow with each moment and getting lost in the man before you, as you were wont to do in his presence. You came to another set of solid wooden doors and paused. Aymeric, gentleman as he was, quickly pushed them open before you, with a slight 'after you' motion. You took the invitation, walking into the room, certain to put a sway in your step, knowing he would watch all the way.

Following, Aymeric sealed the doors behind you, turning locks into place and double-checking they were secure. Too many close calls and interruptions had made the both of you wary of ensuring doors were actually locked. If an emergency occurred, they could very well tell either of you through the door - without catching you in a compromising position.

Satisfied the locks were secured tight, he turned to you, and the sparkling cheer in his vivid blue eyes darkened, pleasant still, but intense and a more raw. You made no move towards Aymeric, acting as if the act of fussing with various straps and buckles of your gear was far more interesting. Or mostly, at least. Aymeric seemed entertained enough watching you make slow progress, though wasn’t content only to watch for long.

"Might I lend a hand?" he asked, making his way toward you again. You huffed exaggeratedly and feigned ignoring the Lord Commander further. "Though perhaps you would rather struggle and do away with what little time we possess," he ribbed in a playful voice.

Arriving by your side, he didn't wait for your permission before he set to work assisting you, holding bits of leather or cloth or metal in place to make removing them easier or making quick work of various buckles and ties. With Aymeric's help it wasn't long before you were standing in the room - which you observed was a warmly decorated room appearing to be one of the more affluent guest rooms - hidden scarcely by your small clothes.

Aymeric didn't follow suit at first, instead reaching out toward you, while you, too, pressed yourself in closer, now free of your restrictive adventuring gear. Large hands spread across your back and over your rear, pulling you flush. The touch of his ornate armor plates here and there was cold, as if they had trapped the frigid air from outside, and you couldn't help but shudder. You quickly brushed off the sensation, in favor of leaning into Aymeric's embrace until your face hovered next to his.

There was a moment that internally went on forever until your lips met, in a way far more eager and passionate than before. It had been some time since you met the Lord Commander for a private moment, and all the pent-up desire came pouring out as soon as his fingers brushed over your skin and small clothes. Aymeric, too, seemed eager, but showed more restraint all the same. Sometimes his restraint was admirable, and you were jealous, though other times you wished, nay, longed for him to throw his restraint to the winds.

As you kissed, beginning mostly closed but fervent and a bit messy, Aymeric's hands stroked in light lines and circles over the skin and cloth they rested on, making you squirm impatiently. You grabbed handfuls of the cloth of his armor and tugged lightly, as if to convey your frustration at how he was still dressed head-to-toe.

A smile twisted your kiss, and he took the lead to deepen it, distracting your grasping hands. He relished your impatience and enthusiasm, even if he more oft than not didn't give into it immediately, even when your time together was fleeting. But it was always worth it in the end.

In an ardent rush of motion, you were suddenly beside the bed, with Aymeric urging you down to the sheets. He followed you down, though didn't immediately join you on the bed. You whined plaintively when he separated from the kiss and took a step back from the bedside, taking his warm touch with him. Your noise of complaint was silenced effectively though as he worked through discarding his own armor.

After a process that took far too long in your eyes and asked too much of your patience - or lack thereof - Aymeric had stripped away the pauldrons and plates and cloth, carefully setting it all aside. Left only in his own small clothes, through which you could easily see his arousal strain, he at last joined you on the sheets. You moved up and back until you lay more securely on the sheets. Meeting you at the head of the bed, Aymeric pressed himself over top of you, his lips crashing back to yours.

In that moment Aymeric's admirable restraint frayed somewhat, as if he had shucked it off along with his armor. His lips pushed against yours more fervidly, his tongue trailing your lips and slipping between them when given the chance. You groaned, more than pleased to meet him in a twisting, passionate dance. Strong hands clasped you by the wrists when you moved to wrap your arms around him and you whined again.

When Aymeric broke the kiss again, it was to tip his head up and laugh gently, a warm, soft sound that made you shiver and rub your thighs together. "My, what troubles you, my love?" he asked, pretending an innocence that was ruined by the low, sultry timbre of his voice.

Half-lidded eyes stared down at you with a burning, affectionate intensity you had seen before. Even before you had come together, you had caught glimpses of it in Aymeric's eyes, mistaking it at first for only the admiration between friends and warriors-at-arms. But you could see it now for what it truly was. Between it and the desire making Aymeric's eyes dark and stormy, your breath nearly caught in your throat. But you shook off the awed stupor, focus returning to Aymeric's question.

Your lips curled into a pout before you spoke. "However can I touch you like this?" you complained, pushing against his unyielding grasp as if to emphasize your words.

Another amused, rich laugh met your question. "Ah, but you well know how your touch affects me," Aymeric rumbled. He dipped down until his lips ghosted the shell of your ear. "Pray, grant me some dignity, won't you, my dearest?"

You shivered again, snaring your lower lip between your teeth and biting down as if it might quiet the heat and pulse growing in your underwear. You freed it quickly when the hot touch of his tongue curled over your ear, followed by a coy nip on the lobe that made you gasp.

"Aa-alright, fine," you groaned out, bowing up unbidden into his body still pressed snugly to yours.

Your fingers flexed greedily, itching to break free and and draw your nails along his shoulders and back, or tug his lips back to yours to entangle you both in another mind-numbing kiss. But you yielded, making no attempt to escape his hold, and his grip shifted. Gathering both of your wrists in one large hand, the other was left to trail down your skin. A light touch dancing down your jaw, your neck, your collarbone, before pausing at the top of your small clothes.

Pulling the fabric down to free your chest, he set to massaging each breast in slow, almost lazy motions, lingering to brush a teasing thumb over steadily standing nipples. You groaned his name softly, closing your eyes and basking in the sensation, letting your head fall back against the pillows and arching up into him once more. You whimpered when he pushed back, letting you feel each hot, hard inch of his body, the most intimidate parts of you hid away by scant scraps of thin fabric.

Your eyes had fluttered shut without meaning to, so keen you were on relishing the feeling. When they fluttered back open and you met his gaze, another roiling wave of desire hit you square in the gut. There was something more intent, sharp, primal, smoldering in the desire-deepened irises and wide blown pupils as he watched you lose yourself in the pleasure he provided. You swallowed hard, stifling another pleasured coo, and a mischief of sorts flashed through the swirl of emotions in Aymeric's expression.

His hand on your chest slowed until it was toying with each nipple frustratingly lightly, alternating between the two. You squirmed and whined, craving the more thorough touch from before. Aymeric's new touch was pleasant, but the bare brushes and strokes made you feel strangely over sensitive. You struggled reflexively against his grip again, not really trying to break free, whining his name in that same plaintive tone from before.

"Aymeric, was it not you who stated how short our time together is?" you tried to reason, knowing it was a wasted effort.

"Mm, it was, and I am enjoying such precious time to the utmost," he assured you. "Do you not share that sentiment, my dearest?" Aymeric added, as if daring you to speak otherwise.

Your face, already hot, flushed furiously further, equal parts flustered and frustrated from the game Aymeric was playing. He didn't enjoy teasing you quite so much, no, not so much as he enjoyed hearing how much you needed him in plain words. So he persuaded you to beg or demand of him what you wanted.

"Aymeric..." your tone was mock warning, serious but breathy, trying to deflect him half-heartedly, and hoping he would give you what he knew you wanted, but he wouldn't be so easily dissuaded.

He bent forward, continuing to teasingly massage your breasts, mouthing at the soft flesh of your throat and shoulders. "Tell me then what more you would ask of me?" he urged you. His teeth scraped against the column of your throat, and you groaned again.

By then, you were a ruin, skin abuzz with heat and desire and his fleeting touch. Your underwear felt damp and sticky, your arousal soaking it through, leaving an obvious wet spot on the cloth. Each little push sent you tumbling further and further, grinding down your resolve until you gave in at last.

"Pray, cease toying with me," you began to beg. "Fill me; I need to feel you inside of me, now. Nothing else will do," you finished, almost surprised at how thick the desire had made your voice. You tried to turn your head to reach Aymeric, to convince him more with what few kisses you could leave across his cheek and jaw despite being held down otherwise.You wriggled and ground your core against his needily, as if to prove your point. "Please, please."

"Who am to I deny you when you ask in a voice so divine?" Aymeric answered in a husky hush.

He released your wrists, though shot you a pinning stare that made you think twice about moving from your prostrate position. You settled for watching him sit up and move down your body, hooking his fingers beneath your underwear and dragging them down. You assisted as much as you could, and he discarded them to the side of the bed. Before removing his own underwear, he paused, dark eyes focusing on your newly revealed cunt, dripping and slick and inviting.

He drew one long finger up and down your slit until the digit was coated in your fluids. He withdrew it, raising it to his lips and somehow making a show of licking it clean seem refined. A deep, pleased hum rolled through him, and Aymeric turned to rid himself of the last article of clothing keeping him from you.

Just as your sopping cunt had drawn Aymeric's gaze, the sight of his erection, thick and hot and hard, crowned by a fat pearl of pre-cum. drew your attention. You licked your lips in anticipation, resisting with all you had to remain still and not sit up and reach for his cock. You wore that eagerness on your face readily, though, and another pleased laugh slipped from Aymeric's lips.

He shifted forward, covering your body with his again, though this time when his hips ground against yours, his erection slipped lewdly through your lips and you moaned; Half in the pleasure of feeling him so very close to the hottest part of you, half in anticipation, nearly shaking with it. But even though Aymeric had agreed to grant to your desires, his pace was leisurely, as if he had all the time in the world, rather than hardly a bell to spare. One hand reached up again to bind your wrists, despite how obedient you had thus far been.

Aymeric's other hand strayed to your face, cupping your jaw between his fingers. He tilted your head until it lay at the perfect angle for him to seal your lips together again and drink deep of the passion between you. Your eyes fluttered closed again as his tongue swept coyly across your lips, persuading you to let him in.You were all too glad to let him though, and as he slid his tongue into your mouth to explore and dance once more, he eased his hips forward, too, until his cock breached your folds and pressed into your awaiting entrance.

You would have moaned his name in gratitude for at last fulfilling your desires, in appreciation for the delicious way his cock sank deeper inside, but with your mouth preoccupied, you settled for a wordless groan smothered by his lips and tongue. Though the sensation of him stretching your walls was what you had craved, a sweetly maddening fullness that you would think about again when your duties took you far from Ishgard, it stung as well. Aymeric was no small man, and his thick cock filling you ached in a way that somehow melded exquisitely with the pleasure.

His tongue swept up yours, beginning to writhe and twist as he rocked his hips steadily against you, eliciting yet more muffled moans. You bucked up into his thrusts, longing for him to fill you up all over again each time his cock retreated, leaving so much of you feeling empty. The heat in your body had reached a fever pitch, breaking out on your skin in a slick sheen of sweat, and Aymeric, despite all his slow, precise actions, fared little better. His skin pressing into yours was just as slippery and hot, adding to the obscene sound of your bodies meeting.

The steady rhythm of Aymeric's thrusts, though increasing in force as time wore on and whatever willpower he had left dissolved, unwound you slowly, but surely. Your fingers and toes curled and flexed, and your chest rose and fell more quickly, breaths shallow. Around his cock your walls squeezed just as eagerly and as desperately. A familiar coil of pressure and heat in your belly was hard to ignore, blocking out all coherent thought, leaving you to worry only about chasing the high that was so close within your reach.

Throughput your coupling, Aymeric had spent much time matching the thrust and twirl of his tongue to his rocking hips, as if in imitation. The kiss had grown sloppy, wet, and hot, and when he tore his lips from yours eventually, his breath came in hot pants along with yours. He placed several more needy, desperate kisses on your jaw and your neck, the ragged sound of his breath informing you he was nearly as close to losing himself as you. Though he seemed determined not to do so before dragging you there first.

"Come now, my dearest, I want to feel you come to completion," he breathed huskily into your ear, finally releasing your jaw as one long arm trailed down between your bodies.

You whimpered and moaned aloud, barely having the sense to bite down on your lip and stifle the bawdy noise, lest someone in the corridors outside hear. "Oh, Aymeric, I-I..." you trailed off, mouth hanging open and forming a wordless 'oh' as all the pressure and heat came to a head when his fingers stroked through your folds and massaged your clit.

All you could do then was repeat his name, over and over, a ragged, breathy pray under your breath, as if you might completely drift away from the mounting bliss if you didn’t speak it. The build up reached its limit, and the coil snapped, and Aymeric's lips descended on yours again to quiet you as you cried out in earnest, unable to stop yourself. The rush that flowed through your body was liquid heat, searing and tingling. Your digits curled so tightly they ached, and your cunt fluttered frantically around Aymeric's cock. The pull of your body and the instinctive roll of your hips against him were Aymeric's siren song, luring him to the point of no return.

His moans, low and feral, rolled through him and died on your tongue in a reflection of your own. He drove himself harder forward, as if he might sink even deeper, fingers still dancing over your clit and dragging out your orgasm. After several desperate thrusts that filled the room with the obscene smack of sweat-slicked flesh colliding, Aymeric met his peak and tumbled over, each new pump into your heat filling you with ropes of cum. He pumped himself into your core through your orgasm and his, his grasp on your wrists tightening enough to make you gasp and wince through your pleasure.

His pace died away smoothly, each thrust weakening after he spent himself within you, until he lay still atop you, a heaving, sweaty mess. He lay his head in the crook of your throat, damp strands of ebony hair clinging to his forehead and tickling your skin. The startlingly cool touch of the earring he wore brushed your overheated skin, and you weren't sure if the sensation was pleasant or not. Even spent, his cock took a time to soften, occasionally twitching inside of you and making you start each time.

He withdrew gingerly, and a stray trickle of cum seeped down your thigh. Rolling over off you and onto his back, Aymeric pulled you along with him, urging you to settle yourself against him. Drained and sated, you rest your head in the same hollow of his throat as he had done to you moments before, placing tired, half-hearted kisses there. Splaying your arms across his chest, you were tempted to close your eyes and slip into a peaceful sleep. Someday there would be time to relax and laze for bells on ends, but wasn't one of those times and your fun had nearly reached its end.

Beside you, Aymeric seemed to be fighting off the same need, though was coming to the same conclusions as you, too. There was much to be done, and it didn’t matter how badly he wanted to remain in bed beside you. But he would ignore those duties for just a little longer. He sighed softly, curling an arm around you and pulling you a little tighter to him.

#writing #ffxiv #final fantasy xiv #aymeric de borel #ao3 #archive of our own #fic friday #nsft #n/s/f/w #reader insert

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legendofzeldasilentprincess · 3 years

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guys age of calamity is so good holy (spoilers)

im gonna be uploading more of the cutscenes later tonight but WOW so far IM LOVING THE STORY. I unno where it’s leading to tbh but sometimes I get confused because I’m just there thinking “didn’t this happen before?” when really IT WAS A FANFIC I READ BUT ITS ACTUALLY HAPPENING LOOOOL

but real talk all the characters are amazing, they’re really fleshing them out and I’ am so happy they’ve taken this chance to do just that. Like IM FALLING MORE IN LOVE WITH THEM.

Urbosa momma bear

big bro Daruk

calm one-sidedly in love Mipha

EVEN MORE COCKY REVALI BUT ALSO GOOD BIRD BOI I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

they’re just straight up gonna destroy my emotions yall wherever this is leading to. like I don’t know this now may officially be an alternate universe, like some Avengers Endgame timeline stuff going on lol

but what really made me freak out was that whole master sword part where we see the reason behind why Link was able to wield it exactly and thats just- I’m definitely gonna be making a parallel post about that later lol but anyways

ITS GOOD. SO GOOD THAT IM AFRAID TO SEE WHERE THIS IS ALL LEADING TO.

and I know some of you know the ending, have watched the scenes and know where it’s leading to but I cannot WAIT to talk about it with you all in the end!!

and as for Zelink......ITS HELLA CANON FOR SURE ALRIGHT. IM STILL SCREAMING LOL

#hyrule warriors spoilers #age of calamity spoilers #legend of zelda spoilers #zelink

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starspatter · 3 years

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Beep boop.

It's been a month since AoC was released. Some post-game thoughts below (spoiler warning):

While the story can be considered contentious for many reasons, after thinking on it, I've come to the conclusion that this *was* a well deserved ending - or rather potential outcome. It is the culmination of all of Zelda's personal efforts and hard work that didn't get to fully bear fruit in the main timeline, if only she had been permitted to pursue her passion for research and relics. Here, everyone's survival and happiness - including her father's - is a direct result of her ingenuity in crafting Terrako as a child. BotW had hinted that Zelda's knowledge of ancient technology might have proven key to total victory 100 years ago had she been allowed to nurture it (along with her sealing power), and AoC now provides canon confirmation that it is the case. ...And I can gladly accept that.

TL;DR Techie nerd Zelda is valid and AoC shows how following one's heart and dreams (preferably with parental love/support as extra encouragement) can make all the difference thanks for coming to my TED Talk

P.S. On a side-note, I do have a BotW video I plan to upload at some point, but would like to wait for more info on the sequel - whenever that will be. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ (I was also hoping to find some of the early cutscenes unsubbed - not just the memories, but including the introduction sequence and King Rhoam's story - but I ended up cropping a clip for this video anyway so there goes consistency. ^^; *shrug* Still, if anyone knows where I can get *all* the BotW cutscenes without subtitles I'd appreciate it.)

#The Legend of Zelda #Breath of the Wild #Hyrule Warriors #Age of Calamity #Terrako #Zelda #Link #King Rhoam #Everything Stays #Adventure Time #Steven Universe #crossover #kinda #AMV #video #starstudios

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silvermuffins · 3 years

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NieR:Automata: oh i think i WILL robots

I can't be stopped. Don't even try.

okay it's sad robots time

i say that but i think eve might be the saddest robot right now

also they had 9S ready to help 2B pretty damn fast, hadn't he JUST been yeeted up to space? and then she got her mission

and 9S was like, ready to help the moment he woke up

that is a BRO and we STAN

they now airdrop extra machines in on me

holy fuck there are so many more machines, according to my minimap

oh right eve brought down an army upon the androids

this is now a musouge

intel data says these machines have been "infected" by eve. that can't be good.

machines have secret mouths that don't function as mouths

is this related to adam's weird mouth movements?

is this whole thing gonna turn out to be like some biblical metaphor

androids are powerful warriors from above the sky like angels, machines are living weird unpredictable lives like humans, eve's infection could be like original sin????

OH HIS GRACE HAS A CELESTIAL SCRIPT NAME TOO

uhhhh

KIER.....KEGAA....RD? KIERKEGAARD? unless that's an n in which case....NIERNEGAARD?

the n option immediately stands out because....nier????

okay let's check on theeeee uhhh camp or village first....

camp we will go to camp

at least i'm getting back all that money i spent on a mars-rocket

wheeeee

no, 2B, i am not trying to look up your skirt, i'm trying to shoot the machines that are way up there

okay to camp!

oh no that's fire-

OKAY I SEE WHAT THE SECRET MOUTHS ARE FOR

NO LIKEY

oh my god it will let me take a nap in the middle of this

so, i did, of course

got rid of the machines

there's an asplosion and anemone's reaction is....to spin

just

li'l pirouette

OH HEY IS MY GUY SOSEI

wait he has a different name this time

uhhhh THAT might be K.....ON...U....SEI. KONUSEI?

it has learned to screm for help

THE MADLAD

9S WE NEED TO HAVE A TALK ABOUT YOUR SELF-ENDANGERING TACTICS

oh fuck it's eve

oh shit he's got machines coccoooning around him

LAST TIME I SAW MACHINES DO THIS THEY BIRTHED KEN DOLL SEPHIROTH

this is reminding me of vanitas and his fucking keyblade serpent thing

and NOW i go to the village

i would really like a shop at some point but that just isn't going to happen is it

time to go fight the fuck out of eve

of course he's int he crater in the city ruins....

i have 9S back but most of my sidequests are still missing. probably because of the current crisis.

i do not remember that upright structure being here before

also was that screaming or laughter?

interesting, showing him from exactly the angle that doesn't show the black, to emphasize the corruption or whatever the fuck that is taking over....

"why did you kill my brother?" buddy he kind of

wanted me to???

sorta???

he chose a fight to the death and i won

it was his idea to some extent, is what i'm saying

eve is worryingly pushover-y

then again i do have ten levels on him, for some reason

cool battlefield gimmick tho

9S wants to hack him. this strikes me as a TERRIBLE idea.

he's got corruptiony virusy nonsense! 9S!!! YOU ARE GOING TO GET YOURSELF JUICED!!!!!

pod once again does not believe in 9S

WE GOT HIM???? DID WE GOT HIM??????????

9S WHAT WAS THAT ARE YOU OKAY

OH FUCK WE DID NOT GOT HIM

DUDE'S EXTRA PSYCHO NOW

i can't melee him anymore?!

thank goodness my pods were doing a lot of the work anyway

wait wtf is that a health bar

is that MY health bar

what happened to it?! it's huge!

ranged combat down too oh fuck--

oh wait i cutscene kill him

....."finally, it's over" i do not trust that

looking up at the sky like bunker be up there and things are ending

....fuuuuuck there goes 9S

WHAT DID I SAY, BOY

YOU GOT JUICED DIDN'T YOU

EVE TOOK OVER OR SOME SHIT

yup....

YUP THIS IS ENDING HOW I THOUGHT.....

"this you that exists right now"

can't upload to the bunker.....

he's gonna lose his memory again isn't he

how many times has this happened

i remember 2B's fist clench

yeah there's another fistcench

no blindfolds this time

fuck and she's got to barehand this.......

why does strangling work on an android???? do they need to breathe??????

my bestie is tilde-ing and kittyfacing at me and i have sad robots being unconscionably sad all over my screen

androids can cry.....

emotions aren't so prohibited now are they

"it always ends like this" how many times has this fucking happened to 2B and 9S

BEEPY MACHINE HEAD

THAT IS SF OMINOUS

what....on earth......

sparkly......

pretty........

HE'S FUCKING ALIVE

HE'S ALIVE

HES SALIVE HE SA ALIVE HES ALIVE

9S please speak english or something other than technobabble

i don't really care how you survived but you're HERE

DO I GET TO RIDE THE ROBOT?

IS THAT IT DID I GET AN END

I KNOW THIS SONG

ENDING A!!!!!!!

i did not complete all my sidequests guess i'll be doing more later

good thing that's not the real ending because it leaves me with SO many questions

can't wait to see what's next tbh like how is this going to get weirder

notification from square enix?!

okay just telling me THAT AIN'T ALL, BITCH

watches the menu trailer thingy again....yeah i still have a lot to go

OKAY LET'S FUCING GO

someone better call ABBA

because mamma mia

here we go again

how's it gonna go?

how will we start? when and where will we start?

IM PLAYING AS A MACHINE WITH A DEAD BROTHER

where am i?

this looks like the factory

YEAH IT DEFINITELY IS but a part i couldn't get to before

i see a bucket!

short stubby machines are sf cute

OH I THINK THAT'S 2B AND THE PROLOGUE SQUAD INCOMING

so 9S had already witnessed machines being familylike to one another.....

I AM PLAYING AS 9S THIS TIIIIIME

i have no idea which way i'm actually supposed to go....

oh, there

wait did i just get another gag ending

i did

not even fully sure what that was tbh

well uh, let's. try again.

oh right gotta do the machine bit again

man am i gonna need to start from scratch on fighting/levels/chips.....

guess i'll actually look through the menu now

OKAY NAH IM SET

oooh new weapons!

or. A new weapon.

does he only get one weapon per set???

OH HEY all those special unit machines have their names translated now!

well let's get through the prologue of THSI route, odds are i'll be back for chests and quests and shit

i do NOT remember how hacking works

wait wtf how do you turn in that one

do i need to destroy ALL of the black blocks or only some of them? let's go for just what i need to to get to the ball this time

just gotta reach the ball!

outsie-doosie!

wheeee!

more flying!

this doesnt seem like a perimeter

oh boy

owie

well this is weird

am i hacking myself????

times the gatling gun isn't the best ranged weapon: right now

right now it's laser all the way

annnd that's the end of the prologue! i wonder how differently things can go this time....

i might....sell a lot of my non-healing consumables, I don't tend to use them.....gonna see how i fare as 9S first but i don't imagine that will change?

clears out some chips though

time to go talk to EVERYONE EVER

oh a lot of this is repeats from the first time around

ig that makes sense

I CAN OPEN LOCKED THINGS NOW

IS THIS-- IT IS PLAYING THE PATTERN I DID THE FIRST TIME ISN'T IT

THAT'S SO CUTE

uhhh how long did i take at this part???

9S's pulse did a thing???

2b is blocking me in

i was not prepared for how much leapfrog there would be in this game

i am gonna try and just fuse up my chips so i have plenty of room to pick up more

i have no idea what this might do to my build but i can just, build a new one

ugh i have so MANY

i will figure out my builds AFTER i finish dealing with this

okay that's everything i can fuse together....oooh me wallet

time to recreate my chip setup

what do i have left on my main....

not much!

okay i think that's good for my main setup...

the more i see androids talk about returning to earth together with mankind the more i doubt it's going to happen

and like even if it did

we can't even treat other humans like people why tf do they think we'd treat androids like more than tools

all of this hits a little different now that i've seen machines and how they really do

....sorta

i mean i was already super sus the first time around

let's get on with it

back down to Earth!

new weapon!

man im so glad to be able to open shit

i do NOT feel like hunting down all the chests in this building

THIS TIME I AM THE MASTER OF THE MEESES

"have we seen these things before?" squints loudly

oh fuck aren't these the gold ones?!

WOULD YOU STOP TARGETING THE LITTLE ONE YOU BRAT

I NEED TO KILL THE BIG ONES FIRST

GOT 'EM

just the little fucker left now

done

wanders around city ruins looking for locked chests and shit....what the fuck is pinging my scanner, i can't find it

i wish the big map showed the locations of unopened chests

just goes to camp and opens the locked chests there

....WAIT A SECOND ISN'T NUMBER 2 WHAT ANEMONE CALLED A2

????

WHICH OF US IS NUMBER 2, MA'AM?

nice cover

ah yes, fetchquestening

oh right he's got a Locke's Socks/Ship of Theseus thing going on with his leg

WHEE weapon upgrade time

boo i can only do a few. where the fuck do i get all the stuff i need for this?

im still salty about my sidequests, am i going to have to start over anything i didn't complete???

UGH OKAY FINE i wanna explore all over but ig i will just blitz through some plot until it starts deviating

project gestalt???

....that....was new.....

....rule 11,034??? take that Queen of Hearts--

im just vibin' along on my way to see ken doll sephiroth again

so is it me or do the machines seemt o get more and more advanced like even within the span of the game? these things rapidly evolve and form societies and shit but....augh idk what kind of timescale these things work on!!!

everything is pushovery and im going through the motions until there's more deviation

but it's about to be ken doll sephiroth time

so buckle up

oh yeah i still need to go back to the factory and grab my old body....hope it's still there

here we aaaare the pit of fuckery

This. Cannot. Continue.

man Adam's first appearance really is just full bare booty

he just standin' there

we chillin

hes not gaining levels yet

man he was so scary the first time

now it be like hey buddy

u wanna cookie

i bet he'd like a cookie

EVE TIME

YELLLLL

WE FLEE!!!

can't go back but i do see reasons to! so, later!

god. i KNOW there's all kinds of secret areas in the desert. i don't know when the best time to explore is, or if this route will take me to new places....kinda doubt it will?

ive been told the true prologue is your first two playthroughs so it might just be rehashing the same story but from 9S's side

okay back to camp...

ooh whenever i make it to the castle blacksmith again, i can get my first level 4 weapon!

.....2B? u ok?

she's at ease but the hilt of her sword is just kinda.....floating between her arm and her waist....

i finally went back to the factory....can't find my old body but i CAN raid the place for locked chests!

can't go down the elevator

these molten pits hold new horror for me now

every day is potatoes..............

#letty plays nier automata #letty plays shit #nier automata #palletred #aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa #AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #we beat.....our first playthrough!#also got our first game over #or was that last night?#fuck it's been a long day #mostly of retreading old ground #but like maybe things will change this route?#i don't know!!!#should i try and blitz through it or bother with exploring and sidequest hell?????

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