Cellbit adding Fit and ramon only to IMMEDIATELY kill them off
And the Dr. Cockruko or whatever his name was. So based. So funny.
I love fit so much so seeing him here (but not really) was SOOO FUNNY but so nice too. Baghera saying 'does he work for the federation?'. Carol straight up calling him a useless janitor who's always snooping around and being sus. The little qsmp references sprinkled in has my HEART. It's lovely to see, because realistically without quackity and the qsmp, we would not have had opq. Ordem Paranormal would still be strong as ever, but people outside of Brazil would have likely never seen it, and it is such a shame because it is an absolute work of ART and cellbit DESERVES all that recognition. It never ceases to amaze me the possibilities the qsmp, and the ccs and admins of the server, has created. They have spread so much joy, connected people from ALL OVER THE WORLD, and that is not something many people can say. It's beautiful. It's heartwarming. It's hard to put into words how amazing it all is. Just some thoughts, I'm emotional today ;)
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just being casual on discord talking about Little Nightmares stuff when heandcannons drop...
yeh. It really confounds me about "Monster Six", sense we're not given a lot of certified details on what made her turn into a monster. We can leap down all sorts of rabbit holes on the subject, and I've seen all sort of writers interpret the details differently - usually connecting Six to the music box in some way. But much like the children of the LN world, we the player are not given much insight to the world - we're idiots throwing deflated bals at portraits trying to figure out how to reach the next room. We react to the environment in a way that makes sense, same as the children do - overlooking game restrictions and such for the plot navigation. Here’s one interpretation I kind of like to roll with regarding the Tower and what it will ‘provide’ to the loyal denizens of the signal. I had to break this up because chonk….
The music box might've been a manifestation of Six's will, simply ‘thought’ into existence because the Tower will grant your wishes - for escapism. To keep its victims in order to feed on them, but the gifts are in the realm of attainable and very physically present. Breaking this lone tether to the place (the fantasy) awoke Six from the dream, and of course she was not happy -> This was alluded to by the devs regarding the Viewers and escapism. Each time the music box was hurt, the barriers and walls of the Tower warp as a result of Six's turmoil, trying to restore the sanctuary she constructed "for herself", and to remove the intruder assaulting her precious. Thus, it can be speculated that the Tower might link itself to its host subconscious, which would infer why linking to Mono after he is abandoned there, made the Tower so potent - it enabled it to harness his reality altering powers. But the Tower has linked itself to what is essentially a traumatized child, a child with no education, nor life experience, and a dubious 'upbringing'. No wonder the world stood no chance to this beast.
So no wonder the Tower created the "bare bones" paradise for these two kids. Neither had much knowledge in terms of what they SHOULD want as far as a 'shelter' goes. Simply being safe and having a few amenities - some toys, a music box... a concrete room with a chair. That's all these children of the apocalypse know. They cannot 'imagine' a room with a luxurious plush bed, let alone a home with colorful walls, furniture that isn’t decayed. The Tower in its infinite wisdom provides what the host wants, but is always limited to that comprehension.
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So this one might be a little too meta but...
The Hacker Arc. One of the Viewers noticed that the "Yiga Clan takes over Glitch Productions" segments of the IRL Arc were a little too well animated and acted, and realizes that the SMG4 characters, and possibly all characters, really are alive. They try for months to make the rest of the world see the truth, but without any tangible evidence they're written off as a crazy conspiracy theorist. So, desperate for proof, they hack into Luke's computer to "borrow" one of his characters.
They end up getting Tari, and put her into a copy of The Stanley Parable to wait for an interested party who are pretty much the only ones who've heard them out, and were the ones to provide them with the resources to codenap Tari in the first place. Unfortunately for both of them, said party is a shady organization who already knows about digital beings, and is far more interested in researching a live specimen for their own ends than revealing anything to anyone.
Meanwhile, everyone back in the Mushroom Kingdom and Glitch Productions is freaking out and desperately trying to figure out where Tari is and how to reach her.
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A lot of us don't live anywhere because we're not alive on this plane of existence! :D
We're not as powerful and fancy as ""watchers"" but we are.. viewers :3
*shivers* alright....
Viewers huh..
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How about a chapter excerpt during these trying times?
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He barely settled into his own thoughts, when the screeching barreled through the black cloak of comfort. Before he took in and registered the situation, a Viewer was latched onto his shoulder and he was struggling to raise upright fully. It took far longer than it rightfully should have, and a good deal of wrenching and twisting with the gargling mess clawing at his suit front, but with a sharp twist the lunatic creature tore free and crashed out of sight – somewhere beyond tattered drapes of ceiling moss.
A portion of his focus had detached already to pinpoint the child. He was aware by the noises, not the sensation of the creatures proximity, that several had galloped into the room. In the tussle, the table and chairs went flying, but the Viewer was sent flying across the floor with a portion of its shoulder flaking off in a flurry of black particles. He was certain nothing physical could dismantle him, but the signal which the Viewers basked in was incorporeal, just as he was.
He swung around, only to receive a full-bodied tackle from a second denizen of the Signal from – of all directions possible! – the same obscure corner the first launched at him from. Despite being ill-equipped to offer aid, he searched the floors and walls for the familiar tang of the transmission.
The boy! He spied a floppy scrap of cloth cornered atop a shelf, while Viewers – two and a third – flailed amongst themselves, either to tear the whole liquor shelf down, or clamber up. Neither attempt yielded results, but all the same something would occur. Something disastrous.
He unlatched one Viewers gnarled knuckles and propelled it off with a static burst. In his distraction, a second Viewer clawing at his coat managed to leech off his essence! The sensation was repulsive! Not once in all his time as a child, had he ever let one of those fiends the opportunity to turn their sunken void upon him. However….
Somehow, he did not recall exactly what happened. The next thing he knew the room was whirling, and for a heart-splinting moment he thought for certain, everything was restarting. He was dreaming of the hall, and the twisting walls – of the endless and wonderous color spiraling deep into a perpetual distance, one he struggled to reach each time he shut his eyes. Just as he remembered, the end of the hall was waiting. The door beyond the color and dust called, promising answers. And just when he accepted that all his answers had come, he found only disappointment lingering.
The Thin Man realized he was not a child, and not trapped in an unforgiving hall. The ceiling spun, glaring upon him curtly. He could not fathom what occurred, but the shrieks of agitation brought him to full awareness much too quickly.
He barely sat up, when something scurried by. That was the boy! Hurtling with infantile ferocity at one of the Viewer’s ambling forward. Other creature lingered in the room, on the approach with brutal intent. But none as immediate of a threat, such as the one that had undertaken the boy’s irrational hostility. And without thinking….
Without thinking, he swung a long leg up and socked the Viewer square in the chest. And why did the boy look in such a state? He didn’t reach for the swaying child, or draw him to his grasp – that would be a disastrous error. Never again!
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