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Exist Rosch from others au?? Like a "evily version" or something like that??
YES I'm so glad you asked!
LONG POST AHEAD!!! The closest I have to an "evil" version is Reverse!Rosch:
Reverse!Rosch is a businessman to the core. He is a very charismatic man with a rotten center. He scams, cheats and lies his way to fame and money. Loves being the center of attention and buying expensive showy stuff.
He is very much with the times and updates his wardrobe constantly. Always has the latest stuff. Very into AI and crypto. Zero anxiety, not a good man. Probably allosexual and honestly doesn't treat women that well.
Then we have Swap!Rosch:
Swap!Rosch is what happens when Rosch goes through Candido's backstory. Born in 1979-ish and works as a chemist in the agricultural field. He had an accident with acid in his lab, but being much more careful than Candido is he only burnt his arms and half his face.
Rosch met Poppy in a support group for people with severe burns. Poppy had poured boiling water on her leg. Dhalia was a nurse at the hospital and Edgar a med student. Felicity is his ex that he dated for about 8 years in his mid 30's. Way back in school he had a crush on his classmate Ingeborg, but never had the guts to talk to her.
Swap!Rosch is an incredibly anxious and timid man and a huge people-pleaser. Much of his personality is like how original Rosch was in his first life, only dialed up a little. He lives alone with his elderly cat Benny.
One day Benny goes missing. And a certain half-lobster, 120 year old Candido brings him back. Rosch is so grateful that he even dares invite Candido in for dinner, despite his severe anxiety. Candido sort of never leaves after that and eventually moves in!
Next up is Fem!Rosch:
Much of her story is the same, except the start. Fem!Rosch didn't dare to publish her scientific findings in the 1800's and convinced her husband Ingemar to do it in her stead. He agreed but was upset about the gender inequality and was very involved in the suffrage movement.
When her husband passed life became very difficult. No one believed she was immortal and chalked it up to hysteria. She was admitted to a home for mentally insane women and stayed there for several years. She never got the credit for her discoveries, but her husband's name pops up now and again. She finds it comforting. An honor to his memory. Even though Ingemar's own achievements were sadly forgotten by the world.
Last two are from worlds created by @the-c0nquerer-w0rm <3
Lights, camera action! It's Tumultus!Rosch:
Tumultus!Rosch is a "Bond actor" in his dimension. His name is Colt Knightly and he stars in the Cold Action movie franchise. He is known as a kind if somewhat shy man with tons of charisma. The public loves him. Clean record, no controversies to speak of.
His biggest fan Candido owns all the merch and is obsessed with him. One night, when Colt leaves a stressful gala to catch his breath in an alley, Candido finally gets to meet his hero. But he comes on too strong. Colt is spooked and backs away. Into the street. And he is hit and killed by a car. Candido panics and brings him back to his lab. To bring him back to life. His big project that he has been working on for years. And now with the perfect candidate... It works, and Candido becomes his personal doctor as he lies about what happened.
Colt gets worse and worse. He rots. He loses himself. It all goes downhill when he is interviewed on a talk show and throws up the preservation fluid he is pumped full with on live television. His eyes are glazed over, he is leaking, confused, and then Colt collapses.
The host wants the juicy footage and keeps rolling. Candido rushes out of backstage and pulls Colt out of there. But the blow to his character is irreparable. His career plummets and so does his health.
Last and least, X79!Rosch:
X79!Rosch lives in a complete wasteland filled with violence. He was born and raised in a scuttle bug tank that burrows underground. His parents piloted it and it was built by his grandparents. He has been alone since his folks died and very rarely goes to the surface.
He is an incredibly paranoid man. A shut-in hermit with a short fuse.
Being one of small stature he has to rely on staying out of sight and preparing for every possible situation. Rosch always carries a bomb strapped to his chest and has rigged it and the scuttle bug to explode when he dies. No one will get his things. Ever.
And if things get hairy, he is not afraid to detonate the bombs early.
And that's that!!
Thank you for reading!! <3
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HAPPY DECEMBER 1ST!!!!!!!!!!
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You show up for your first day at Copyright-Free Magic School. As you're going through orientation, you're informed that all new students get a school-assigned familiar that they are responsible for housing and maintaining. The staff member assures you that your assigned familiar is appropriately chosen and reflects you in some way.
Spin this to find out yours. (Remember, you are responsible for maintaining this familiar in your dorm room.)
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I made a model of @sleep-isnt-real 's character Hopper! I hope you like it! I was captivated by cute and yellow.
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I made a video staring my character I12B!
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You understand now that this cassette recorder was never lost. It was thrown away. Having listened to all it had to say, you feel it too. Something was let into your heart.
When the cassette rolls to a stop, you clutch it in your hand. And you throw it into the dark. Back to where it belongs.
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You never even realized the sun set. Suddenly it was just dark.
But when you try to think back on it, you're not sure if the day had ever been that bright at all.
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#aughhhhhh#you keep breaking my little heart#love the text you add around the clip#i don't have the words for it but it gives me such a *feeling*#(in a very good way)#doctor rosch
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It is a cry from a distant past.
And it has echoed for centuries.
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POZZY BUNBRAIN!!! Meet some new buns!
hmmmm i'm prepared to hear him out...
>:/
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Grieve AND organize.
Good article by David Hunter on how to survive the Trump presidency, both on the personal and on the political plane.
#not american or particularly political on this blog#but it was a good read#and i feel like it applies to a lot of situations#not just the us election result
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My brainrot for this man continues. Got so bad I started visualizing how he might walk and somehow this was enough to motivate me to try animation again and I'm so happy with how this came out. He's going on a little walk 💖
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You wish you had possessed the self discipline to resist listening.
But it is too late now. You have to see it through. Or it will eat you alive.
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#my heart breaks over and over for him#impeccable writing#side note: i love the tape recorder#doctor rosch
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The drag queens he mentioned in his audio diary??? Here's one of them. I made an animatic for Marie Corset yesterday. Look. He's an old man. His mind just exploded wide open.
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You realize- perhaps a bit too late- that the contents of the recording is private.
But your finger has already pressed down on the Play button.
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You happen upon an old handheld cassette recorder in the dirt.
It seems the previous owner must have dropped it here.
Will you take a listen?
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Were you hoping you'd forget? You will never be able to undo your time with Felicity.
It felt like the whole world was celebrating. At least their part of it was. 1920 kicked down the doors of history and freedom was on everyone's minds. Rosch was enjoying the rich culture of the New Era and had lived in Louisiana for a few years, having settled down after serving in the first world war. Although, back then he just knew it as The Great War.
Rosch met Felicity, a friend of a friend in a bustling restaurant. There were many new faces and names to take in. Starting out, Felicity flew under his radar. But as the night progressed she confidently moved to the forefront of his mind. She asked for no attention, but her assertiveness demanded it. Felicity was an unsinkable ship in the stormy harbour. All you had to do was step onboard, and she would take you on the journey of a life time.
Felicity wanted to see the world and experience all there was. They went out to clubs, restaurants, theatres and art exhibits whenever they had the time. And time was plentiful. They made sure to work as little as possible to get by. They lived for joy, and for each other.
Soon enough Felicity moved in with Rosch. But while Felicity was trying to build a life at home, Rosch still yearned for the night life. It also seemed the war had put something in Rosch that his deaths could not reset. Something that had been brewing and growing since he became more jaded, and his attempt to die grew more brutal.
Even though Felicity had celebrated her life with no responsibilities, she yearned for a new life. As a wife. And as a mother.
But while she grew roots. Rosch was rotting.
Before they knew it. They couldn't get through a day without fighting. They couldn't breathe. They were trapped. Friends wouldn't invite them out anymore. Or maybe they just stopped going. Life was a blur.
Felicity... Changed. She wasn't the force of nature she had once been. Her cool had boiled over. Her caring turned to spite and cruelty. She no longer wanted to see the world. There is nothing to see.
Then, one night, to try, they went to the restaurant where they had first met. To rekindle the deep love they had for each other.
If you had been a fly on the wall on that late night. And got to listen in on this couple as they stood on the balcony. Away from prying eyes. This is what it would have sounded like:
It is a new kind of feeling. Hurting someone you love. Without ever meaning to. Maybe that is just how you were wired. This is who you are.
But a person can only hurt for so long before it changes them. They have to bend in order not to break. You make the thought yours. And it shapes your being.
If you convince yourself it's on purpose. Maybe the pain will go away.
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