#[Don't be so scared. It only hurts a little...] |STARTER CALL|

[rpmemes-galore]

Chappell Roan : The Rise and Fall of a Midwest Princess album ... sentence starters

tw for some sexual content and language

"Is it casual now?"

"You're losing it lately."

"I'm so sick of online love."

"It's gonna cause a scene."

"You wonder why I'm bitter…"

"I just wanna get to know ya."

"You coming home with me?"

"We're hot, we're drunk, wow."

"Won't make my mama proud."

"Mini skirt and my go-go boots."

"But I can't help what I can't help."

"Baby, why don't you come over?"

"Let's make this bed get squeaky."

"So slow down, sit down, it's new."

"Got so close, but then you lost it."

"Oh my god, you are heaven sent…"

"If karma's real, hope it's your turn."

"It's comical, the bridges you burn."

"Should've listened to your friends."

"If I didn't love you, it would be fine."

"Fell in love with the thought of you."

"So, baby, let's get freaky, get kinky."

"I thought you thought of me better."

"It's hot when you have a meltdown."

"Do you picture me like I picture you?"

"She showed me things I didn't know."

"Every place leads back to your place."

""Here we go, again. Everything is fine."

"Not overdramatic, I know what I want."

"And he was wearing these fugly jeans."

"Touch me, baby, put your lips on mine."

"Wishing you the best, in the worst way."

"This is what I wanted, this is what I like."

"Oh, some good girls do bad things, too."

"Can't be a good, good girl even if I tried."

"I try not to care, but it hurts my feelings."

"I love a little drama, let's start a bar fight."

"It's all in my head, but I want non-fiction."

"You're hating yourself, I'm feeling myself."

"I know you want it, baby, you can have it."

"I could be the one, or your new addiction."

"Never waste a Friday night on a first date."

"Now I'm choked up, face down, burnt out."

"I've been a good, good girl for a long time."

"But, baby, I like flirting, a lover by my side."

"So, now when we kiss, I have anger issues."

"I don't want the world, but I'll take this city."

"Could go to hell, but we'll probably be fine."

"Every night's another reason why I left it all."

"Got what you wanted, so stop feeling sorry."

"Ruined my credit, stole my cute aesthetic…"

"'Cause if we do coffee, it's never just coffee."

"I try to be the chill girl but, honestly, I'm not."

"We're leaving the planet and you can't come."

"People say I'm jealous, but my kink is karma."

"You'll say that you're sorry. I know that's a lie."

"Can't meet you for dinner at the Italian place."

"Um, can you play a song with a fucking beat?"

"Here come the excuses that fuel the illusions."

"That’s my type of fun, that's my kind of party."

"Who can blame a girl? Call me hot, not pretty."

"You don't have to stare, comе here, get with it!"

"I guess we could pretend we didn't cross a line."

"And you're getting pissed off, it's getting me off."

"'Cause everything good happens after midnight."

"If you really wanna leave, I'll never make you stay."

"No need to be hateful in your fake Gucci sweater."

"To think, I almost had it going, but I let you down."

"No one's touched me there in a damn hot minute!"

"I'm feeling kinda freaky, maybe it's the moonlight."

"I'm feeling kinda freaky, maybe it's the club lights."

"There's no one else who could. the only one is you."

"You sent him pictures and playlists and phone sex."

"I heard you like magic. I've got a wand and a rabbit."

"I kinda wanna kiss your girlfriend, if you don't mind."

"We've done this before, and I don't need it anymore."

"It's not attractive wearing that dress and red lipstick."

"If it hasn't happened, yet, then maybe you should go."

"Who knew that we'd let it get this bad when it ended?"

"He doesn't have what it takes to be with a girl like me."

"I hate that I let this drag on so long, you can go to hell."

"My friends call me a loser, 'cause I'm still hanging around."

"Baby, do you like this beat? I made it so you'd dance with me."

"I'm too scared to say half of the things I do when I picture you."

"Nothing good happens when it's late and you're dancing alone."

"And you're getting called out, 'cause you're running your mouth."

"'Cause if we have wine, 'cause if we have wine. I know that's a lie."

"Lying to your friends about how he's such a goddamn good lover."

"What's it take to get your number? What's it take to bring you home?"

"Should've listened to your friends 'bout his girlfriend back in Boston."

"Knee deep in the passenger seat and you're eating me out, is it casual now?"

[tbmkit]

A Deep Dive on "The End" of Las Nevadas

to start things off, this is my own interpretation of his dialogue. i explained how i feel about the stream here in this post. going off of that, i am going to break down the way quackity (who, for clarification sake i'll just refer to as alex) interpreted him. this is gonna get into random theories and probably get like, a little personal and im going to sound crazy but im also autistic and super invested with a bunch of free time... but i think the whole way this stream was carried out had a double meaning to it, and i will examine it here. not proofread, we 're going in raw. so, let's begin with...

Section 1: The Different Personalities of the Quackities

for starters, i want to examine the personalities of each character. obviously, im not taking much (aside from a few bits) into account from the other streams. this was all carefully crafted in one stream to get each persona down, rather than on-the-fly acting. each one has a sort of "archetype" to dissect.

q!quackity, who is quiet, reserved, skittish - yet smart and observant. he uses longer words, and spends more time observing the conversations, then jumping in for the "kill"

k!quackity, who is battered from the betrayal hes gone through, he feels hurt yet he doesnt feel anger. its internalized, he doesnt trust the others, however he mentions that they need to build trust to get out of the "cube"

ln!quackity, who is extroverted, boisterous, the physical incarnate of a bruised ego. he holds his head high not realizing his neck is always exposed, ready for someone to rip him to shreds if they hit the right vein. he's an asshole, making fun of the others, holds himself proudly on his achievements. but he's the only one that cries. q!quackity is anxious, but he doesn't cry. ln!quackity does.

and... alex. a self-proclaimed introvert, who is kind and observant, who forces himself to get out of his comfort zone, something he called a "finish line." a writer, a director, someone who loves telling stories. and this one, happens to be a story of different personas of his, with one being killed off.

and with that, we get into the topic of what i believe the stream represents. if you'll join me for a long read, i think this stream represents his growth as a person and a content creator, in a very extreme and especially vulnerable way.

Section 2: Pre-Quackities Dialogue

an interesting point about ln!quackity is that his dialogue is very turbulent. he goes from being confident to anxious and scared in a moment's notice.

from...

Slime! Was this you? Did you do this? I didn't mean to do this- the the.. I wasn't… malfunction! An explosive went off! I don't know where I am! I might've done some [stupid] stuff, but it's not- it's not fair to pin it on me. You saw it- you saw it- you saw what everyone did to me…

at first, he's very confused. a topic he brings up later is how he always wins, or rather how the house always wins. he succeeded in killing himself, thus the surprise. he didn't really mean to succeed, he thought he'd fail just like all the other times. that's what he's used to.

then...

I don't know who you are, and you certainly don't know who I am either. […] If you have any answers for me, just let me know, please. Alright fine- whoever put me here, get me out! Or just kill me! That was the point of what I was trying to do!

his ego pops in - "you certainly don't know who i am either" weighing his importance. he can't die, he's just so vital for his country. his carefully crafted country. but he can't stand not knowing what actually happened - did he finally succeed? for once in his entire life? no, surely not. he wants to get out - he didn't really mean to kill himself. just one more chance, he wants. but if he can't have one more chance, he just wants it to be over. either keep fighting and fighting or finally give up, even if you just succeeded for the first time in your life.

finally to...

We can make a deal, alright? Let's do a little bit of gambling, let's make a deal! […] You let me out of here, I… do you want me to do good deeds? I'll do good deeds! […] I'll do it, just let me go… just give me a sign…

"ha! gambling, casinos, money! that's my personality! you guys know me, mr. casino man! ring any bells yet?? you guys know that's what i'm all about!" he cries. that's where his power is held - material possessions, easy wins, his comfort zone. something he can easily control. he tries to paint himself as a "better" version of himself by offering his material possessions, anything to save his ass. something he can live without, something he's comfortable losing because he'll just gain it back double in the end.

Section 3: Pre-Monologue

the first thing ln!quackity says to k!quackity - apart from being taken aback by being called a gringo - is

A foreigner?! Where are you from?

now this might come off as one of the farther reaches in this post, but i feel like this was mean to represent ("this" as in, the way ln!quackity treats k!quackity as a whole) the switch to spanish content that alex did. i feel like ln!quackity is very offput by k!quackity because it was a hard switch for alex to make, given how people in the public - and in private - treated this switch. throughout the stream, ln!quackity treats k!quackity with ambivalence - not with hatred or disgust, but also with an underlying fearful tone - as he does not understand him when he speaks spanish. however, ln!quackity does speak spanish. he spoke spanish all the time. hell, the casino is called el palacio (which you can see on the signs inside), we got el rapids, mexican l'manburg, flirting with schlatt... this is just a front. he just doesn't want to communicate, even acknowledge him speaking to him. his ego gets in the way, not wanting to acknowledge this. q!quackity does not speak spanish, this was clear given the lore of qsmp with elquackity. however, ln!quackity is known as bilingual. so why would he try to hide that part of him? you tell me.

You see? I was also betrayed! And actually I was the one doing the torturing, but I have the better story here.

"hah look at me im so badass! who gives a fuck if you went through so much shit! i also did that shit but to someone else! that also kinda happened to me but who cares!" says the deeply traumatized individual who perpetuates a cycle of abuse.

Tone it fucking down. You don't know who you're speaking to.

he says this directly after being called out by the other two. he, again, deems himself as more important. he's the badass one, he's the one that is more "successful," he gets all the fame and credit. thus, when someone tries to tell him that he's full of shit, he immediately puts up his defenses - the ones he's been crafting for all his life, through the endless amount of trauma he's gone through. did he ever back down? show emotions? no, he hasn't. he's always just been a powerhouse. even when his friends and partners betrayed him, he used that to fuel his drive, not knock him down.

I win. That's my job. My job is to make people think they win. I'm a multimillionaire because I run an extremely successful casino business. I also am the president of the richest country in my world. But you know, the more success, the more people want to kill you. And if I'm here right now it's because they succeeded - although I do think the people responsible might be dead soon as well, because if I truly am dead, then they fucked up. So yeah I'm not worried about it at all. Just a bunch of cowards that stormed my casino, probably shot me, they'll get caught.

here he goes again, flaunting his achievements. whenever someone tries to wiggle through the cracks of his ego, he spits out the same recycled speech about his achievements. everyone wants him, everyone wants what he has. but does he truly want it all? is it to make up for what he had lost, or maybe it's to hide his emotions or his insecurities? will they all be drowned out by material possessions? "the more success, the more people want to kill you," so, himself, since that's who killed him in the end? with how much he's been gaining, does that mean that his will to live dwindled too as he got everything he ever wanted? but of course, this is all one big lie to cover up the fact that he was the one with a bounty on his own head.

Q!Quackity: If you are as successful as you say you are, I would imagine that you would already be on edge for someone trying to kill you. […] so how exactly did you inflict your own death?

bonus! with the context above, i feel like q!quackity picked up on his suicidal tendencies, and is thus asking, "hey, since you have it all and i kiiinda feel like we all killed ourselves here, and you said the more successful you are the more people wanna kill you, doesn't that mean you wanna kill yourself?"

Section 4: The Monologue

Fine. You wanna know how I got here? I fucking destroyed it all, I fucking did it. I fucking did it. I sat on my fucking throne and I lit it all on fire and it was fucking beautiful. You know why? Because you can't trust nobody. You can't fucking trust nobody. Alright… alright… I come from a world where you can't trust nobody. Your neighbour will backstab you for a piece of bread if he has to. There are no friends where I came from, okay? And people will sell you out in a fucking second. I tried it all, I tried politics, I tried businesses, and I never won. You know what made all those fail? You know what made every fucking attempt of mine fail? Trust! You can't trust people! They will kill you! So if I can't win, I did what I had to do.

the first half of the monologue is all about being betrayed. "how did i get here? / i destroyed it all / it was beautiful" for someone who prides himself in his material possessions, this doesn't feel like he'd be happy about getting rid of it all. his entire country, what he loved. las nevadas is his comfort zone. that's why he was confined to it, he never left, nobody entered, truly. sure he had some of his friends, but they betrayed him in the end. he ended up hurting them and they left, or they hurt him regardless.

this is where alex comes into play. this monologue was intentional, this was raw and vulnerable. it represents ln!quackity, yes. but, underlying is alex throughout it all. it's not a hidden fact that he's had a lot of people that ended up betraying him, and others in his life as well. so many people took advantage of his trust and kindness. they wanted to commodify him, use his fame, get a bit of clout, get his money, all for themselves. ln!quackity didn't want to be on top of the world, he rose so high up that from below everything looks so small and lost sight of where he was. this represents the ego. it's so easy for your ego to get ahold of you, but when you're so high up, you get knocked down, all the way to your death...

I fabricated my wins, I created my own country, I built my circumstances. Me! Nobody else! Because nobody else thinks like I do! Nobody can! So there comes a point where it's over, at some point you fucking lose.

the aforementioned fall. las nevadas was his comfort - the only place where nothing could go wrong. everything went his way, and only his. the house always wins, it's his comfort zone. he crafted it himself. "nobody else thinks like i do / nobody can" represents his internal struggle. his insecurities that he had to build four walls and a roof over, hidden away from sight in a city of different buildings. he thinks hes the only one that feels this way, he doesnt think anyone can feel the amount of pain he does. life is a chore for ln!quackity, he chugs through it and never once could he rest. but, he finally got to. and now that he has it all... what else is there left? his insecurities and shame that he trapped himself in with all this time. he's forced to sit with them, ponder, grow attached to them yet still hide them from everyone. nobody can know how he feels, nobody can know what he thinks. he never opened up, he never got in touch with his emotions and thus

My partner, my great business partner… I built him, piece by piece, I gave him the personality that I wanted! He learned from me, he is who he is because of me! Yet he has the audacity to abandon me? To abandon what I built? To defy me? He called me a bad person and guess what? I am a bad person. And I'll fucking own it til the day I die. Everything gets destroyed, I'm not gonna wait for a fucking traitor to put me in my grave, that's my JOB. So yeah, I inflicted it, I'm here because of me. I'm here because of me, nobody else. *starts crying*

this is where it gets tricky. my personal interpretation that fits with the theme is that slime represents alex. ln!quackity - or rather, his ego - molded slime into what he is - a copy of ln!quackity. a hollow imitation of the ego. ln!quackity made slime into precisely that. he was a blank slate, he had so much power over him, and thus he finally had someone who could think like him, without the pain that ln!quackity felt because slime felt none. not until ln!quackity hurt him - his own ego hurt alex, in this sense. the fame, his career had hurt him.

"to abandon what i built / to defy me" taking a step back to keep your ego in check, to finally realize what matters in life, is an act of defiance. to humble yourself, to realize you're nothing more than a person that feels hurt by his environment (calling back to: "I might've done some [stupid] stuff, but it's not- it's not fair to pin it on me. You saw it- you saw it- you saw what everyone did to me…" which he said when he was alone, begging for his life, for a second chance to go back to where he felt safest) it was such a strong revelation that it made ln!quackity cry. finally, he could cry.

ln!quackity, in his own eyes, is perfect. he's what everyone wants to be. money, fame, achievements... but the moment he realizes hes hurt he comes back down from his pedestal. he's not the badass everyone wants him to be, he's not the king of the land, he's scared and sensitive. he just wants to be loved, but every time he is, he gets hurt. so why love when you can hurt? that's why he's so rude and abrasive. because why love when hurting is easier? hurting is the norm, hurting is comfort. las nevadas is a nation that encapsulates nothing but pain.

Where do you guys think you are? What is this to you, just a little game? Just a little more entertainment? Look around us, look at this, look at this sick joke, we're puppets! They think it's real! None of this is! And maybe that's the game, we just need to play it! Who's it gonna be, huh? What am I meant to do? How do I win today's game? I'm not gonna give these bastards a show, I want out!

obligatory "who do you think we're actually talking about here?" fourth wall-breaking segment. you should be able to piece it together here. ln!quackity doesn't want to be part of the show anymore - q!quackity and k!quackity run it now.

Section 5: Post-Monologue and Closing Thoughts

Oh my god, oh my god… Okay… I'm alive- I'm alive… I'm alive, I'm alive… What am I doing? What am I doing? Okay… I need to… I need to leave, I need to get out of here, I need to walk out, I need to walk out…

wait, ln!quackity is alive? he's not hurt? he's... alive? hm. that must've all been in his head. a near death experience, some divine intervention... maybe he does get a second shot! "i need to get out of here..." he wants to get out of the comfort zone, but... letting the ego out, where he's going to suffer? let ln!quackity, the character built on legacy, suffer in a place where he has nothing? the outside? where he wouldn't even dare to-

Slime: Looks like everything is running well. Yeah. Everything's going pretty… pretty great. Slime: You look so tired. I uh… yeah, yeah I uh, I am. Slime: I came back to see you one last time. I didn't like how we had to end. Yeah, no uh… I thought about it, no hard feelings and you know what… you were right actually, this time you taught me some valuable lessons. Slime: After I left, I learned a lot. More than I ever thought there was to know. From more people that I ever thought there were. That sounds great. Slime: I came here to say goodbye, Quackity. It felt… important. Where are you going? Are you going somewhere? Slime: I want to go see it, Quackity. Everything belong this land. I don't think I belong here anymore. Wow, yeah. You deserve it, wow… look at you. Traveling the world, I'm excited for you. Slime: I've learned all I can from this place, Quackity. I'm very excited to go. And maybe even now, someone or something can learn from me. Wow, well yeah. Stay uhm, stay safe man. And remember, don't trust too many people. Slime: Quackity, thank you for teaching me what it's like to be human. Yeah… thanks. Slime: Goodbye, Quackity from Las Nevadas.

he realizes the pain is what makes people alive. you can reconcile with it, you can embrace it, you can live with it. slime was confined to las nevadas for so long that he learned how to live. why can't ln!quackity? what makes slime different? ln!quackity has been immersed in nothing but pain and suffering... and k!quackity too! q!quackity! they are all fine, they can do amazing things, but... they have nothing. they lost it all, but why was ln!quackity the one that's stuck? why did he finally crack?

it's because they love. and slime, well, he loves the world. he loves learning, teaching about life. he has a passion, he wants to experience life. he wants to be free. ln!quackity never wanted to be free. he wanted a place to call his own. with slime leaving... he has las nevadas all to himself. everything he ever wanted, all the money in the world, yet he's alone. he was never loved, only used. it's just a hollow tomb. it was built as an homage to people he loved, but they never loved him. nor did he love himself. all it stands to be is just a reminder that ln!quackity will never be loved.

"you look... so tired." "yeah... i uh- i am."

he doesn't have to keep fighting. he doesn't have to keep relishing in pain. he's happy that slime is traveling the world, thanks to him. he took bits and pieces of ln!quackity - not everything - but just enough to keep his chin high. he is his own person, using the lessons that ln!quackity taught him. slime is ln!quackity's legacy. after the conversation with his other two selves, and with slime in the real world, he realized that in order for him to be at peace, he doesn't have to keep on hurting. the pain that he shared with slime, as the lessons he taught him, inspired slime to be his own person. the pain that ln!quackity went through is what made slime realize that he, too, is human. relishing in pain and not using that to keep going makes you a victim to your own surroundings. the pain becomes comfort, and you can never leave. it's nothing more than a tomb.

and thus, the final lines said are:

"quackity, thank you for teaching me what it's like to be human." "yeah... thanks"

slime taught him how to be human as well. and to be human is to not let pain consume you and to keep forward. make amends with it, keep it in your back pocket. those are memories, it's part of your legacy. but what the other quackities could do that ln!quackity couldn't, is remind themselves that they can be better.

q!quackity, though skittish in nature, is observant and uses his knowledge to get under ln!quackity's skin and finally make him snap and realize his emotions. q!quackity represents intellect, even if he is naïve at the same time.

k!quackity, just as smart as q!quackity, is a fighter. he is observant, but he doesn't use that as much to his advantage as he has strength to back him up. he is strong and he knows it, he can lead a revolution, he is strategical. less naïve than q!quackity, he's more cautious of the posing threat that ln!quackity is. q!quackity helps him as his first instinct, showing that the two work together in tandem naturally.

with both sides working together in harmony, where does ln!quackity come in? he represents arrogance, denial of his emotions, his bolstering ego... there is no room for that to grow as a person. he had to die. the room falls silent as he kills himself, no protests. and, q!quackity and k!quackity will make it out alive. they will be coming back. which shows that they do work together to get out. not by killing themselves, but allowing themselves the best parts of each other.

so, as a finale... what does this mean as a whole? i think, although alex really loves ln!quackity, i think this stream was meant to show his journey as a person. he has said he is very grateful for what he has and where he's gotten, and i think keeping yourself humble and counting your blessings is something that you have to grow into. when you're young, you do stupid mistakes. you're naïve, you trust too easily and people take advantage of that. at the end of the stream, ln!quackity says

"don't trust too many people"

as opposed to what he said earlier, talking about himself:

"you know what made all those fail? [...] trust! you can't trust people! they kill you!"

without letting people in, ln!quackity was his own demise. he never learned how to trust, how to love, and thus he could only die alone in the end. but, slime can. he will learn how to love, how to care for, and how to trust others. don't be naïve, but don't be alone, otherwise you will be your own demise in the end.

and thus, this stream was a way to show alex's journey as a person. he said that he was really counting his blessings and being thankful for everything in his life. he can't redo the past few years, but he can move forward with the lessons he learned. that's something he has been talking a lot about lately, and i think this was his own way of interpreting it through characters he loves so dearly. he had to kill off his pride to grow. moving on is the hardest part, and what's even harder is learning how to begin again after everything. but, at the end of the year and going into the next, he will face troubles. he will face challenges.

but he will grow and learn, as he is human, as we are human. we all feel pain, as well as love. we need to learn, we need to grow. and we cannot shy these away from each other - they need to balance each other out and work in unison, as they should.

[greene-rph]

GILANARES "YOUR BRAIN IS IN THE SINK" ALBUM LYRIC STARTERS

IF CHAOS KILLED THE DINOSAURS

I'm not good without control.

I'm starting to give up hope.

I wonder what it'll do to me.

Its so hard for movies today not to rely on being violent.

I like a little gore sometimes.

i need a little more sometimes.

I'm sorry that I'm not very calming. I'm not sure why you thought that I would be.

Do you think it'll happen slowly or all at once?

Do you promise to at least hold me when all is said and done?

Do you think it'll get real ugly?

when all the doctors intervene it'll have been too late for me.

F33D TH3 B3AST

It's been a weird month.

Someones gotta pull the trigger.

I'm at maximum capacity right now.

I don't wanna slow down.

I crave the kinda things that could kill me.

I'm the bitch that just won't die.

At least I'm getting high.

I think I've got a problem.

I can't remember what I did.

I might need some help.

I'm getting overwhelmed.

I think the worst part is I like it.

We feed the beast and then we wonder why it's massive now.

We feed the beast and then we wonder how we wound up in its mouth.

There must be something in the screens, or something in the shit they're feeding us.

I try to scream, they never hear me.

I know they'd call it a conspiracy theory.

There's people drowning outside.

CAT'S OUT OF THE BAG

I gotta get out of the city.

I can't hear myself think.

I go through shrinks like a child growing out their old clothes.

I've tried taking it easy.

I always end up dying to see how fast I can go.

It's all gonna be fine.

I've gotta get away.

They lock you in, but the views so pretty.

That's enough to get through the day.

I've tried holding it in.

The cats out of the bag.

I tried suffocating him.

MY BRAIN IS IN THE SINK

My brain is in the sink.

My pride is in the bathtub, I watch it circle down the drain.

Can you please say my name?

I flushed my heart down the toilet.

I fear what I'm becoming.

I know its bad when I shower sitting down.

I have dreams where I'll just drown.

You don't think the way I think.

There's certain things that you don't get.

This might be beyond you.

Your mouth is moving, but I can't hear you talking.

I don't wish I was different, I just wish I was better.

If i scrub hard enough will that make me cleaner?

I disinfect my wounds but they get deeper.

You don't understand a single word I've said.

MOM, THE WORLD IS ENDING ANYWAY!

You just can't get as high as you used to.

Whats the point?

You'll do anything for instant gratification.

You're a spoiled brat.

Can they medically treat that?

Maybe you should look inside your brain.

The world is ending anyway.

We're all screwed.

You never made friends with moderation.

All that you crave is validation.

You don't even know how much they hurt you.

I think I get it now, why you're the way you are.

I don't know how we let it get this far.

WATER MY OWN GARDEN

I don't wanna get bad again.

Numb the feeling out by stealing something from the makeup aisle.

I don't wanna add another fatal fuck-up to my file.

I've got this incessant need to prove myself to everybody that I meet.

Life's a competition.

I get way too involved, I can't ever take things lightly.

I let sucess define me.

My parents always push me to do well.

How were they supposed to know I'd go fucking insane?

They tried to give me good advice.

I don't think I can do this anymore.

I don't wanna get bad again or bleed on bathroom tiles.

I don't care if it's disappointing.

I can't let all this shit inside my head destroy me.

I've been people pleasing since I was a child.

The grass seems to be greener when you make money and you're meaner.

They could all be lying to me.

I only see rich pretty people smile.

I think I've gotta water my own garden for a while.

MEET ME IN THE TRENCHES

I don't remember all the details.

Some guy warned me that we'd all be ruined by AI.

After that it all went black.

I don't know where I went.

I don't know if I'll see him again.

I think it messed me up.

It scares the shit out of me.

I carved a secret entrance out for you.

The dirt clings to everything.

I still don't know if this is all a dream.

They're just not telling us.

They won't let me leave.

Have you noticed… it's getting harder… to breathe..

It's getting harder… to breathe..

[firegirl888101]

Ok I'm so obsessed about insatiable madness, its such a good fucking au dawg.. anyways my ask is, IF the reader has like a really really best friend thats online instead of like irl, what would the yanderes do?

Example, me. I have a best friend of almost 3 years, we talk almost everyday even though our timezones r whack, and I'll actually kms if they die. I just wanna know what would happen if the reader has the same attachment to their not cannon best friend like how i do? I imagine the reader threatening to kick the bucket if the harbingers dare hurt their bestie

Thank you for the praise, I really appreciate it whenever people gush about something I write because it gives me a massive confidence boost ❤️

The reason why I didn't include any online friends was because I myself haven't had one of those since my Xbox 360 days - and let's just say that didn't end very well :( - I wouldn't be able to write it very accurately since my online friends are little to none.

Besides, if canonically Y/N had an online bestie, let's say on Discord, I think their mental state would be very different from how we see them now.

For starters, I'd like to think Y/N would be a lot smarter and less rasher with their decisions due to someone looking out for them. Kind of like the siblings ask, they'd be more careful with conversations and be able to have advice on what to do. With a second mind to help them, I can imagine interacting with the Harbingers would become easier for them.

I once read an article about these two online friends playing Fortnite and having a good time when all of a sudden one of them had a seizure. The other friend, from halfway across the world called the emergency services and saved their life! That article has always stayed in my memory, and one I'd like to give an example of in this situation.

As long as Y/N has their online friend's contact information or any way to contact them, their friend can call for help and get full information on the situation. This allows the friend to call the emergency services for them and convince Y/N that getting other people involved with their situation isn't something they should be fearful of.

What would the Harbingers do?

This idea could go one or two ways, either the police believe the friend and listen to all their warnings, planning a trap that could make the Harbinger's elemental powers worthless and working on their known weaknesses - giving Y/N freedom.

The other way is the police use the tip but don't believe the warnings the friend is giving them despite the evidence of the freezing police officers. They use the information and surround the house, Harbingers escape with Y/N forced to follow and BOOM back to square one. Whilst Y/N wouldn't be suspected of calling them because the Harbingers don't know what texting is, they would be much more guarded and make sure not even Y/N knows where their next hideout is. Without Y/N knowing where they are, they can kiss the advantage of having a friend far away goodbye.

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So, if Y/N and their friend was a dumbass and didn't think of this solution, and only talked, how would the harbingers react to their existence?

TLDR: You can kiss your internet privileges goodbye. And if they find out you have their phone number (despite them not even knowing what that is 💀) it's being deleted IN FRONT of them.

To make sure you did what you were told, they'll keep an eye on you and what you're doing on your phone. The second they're sure the situation is over, they'll refuse to talk about it.

By the way, even though Y/N will be more confident and less scared when a Harbinger gets confrontational with them, I don't think they'd threaten the Harbingers. If their conversation priviliges with their bestie were taken away, they'd sneakily try and find another way to contact them without the Harbingers knowing. I guess that's what a PC is for, right? ✨

[roleplay-evil]

Resident Evil Resistance Starters - Mastermind Edition

"This is your final chance! Kill or be killed!"

"The weak shall be slaughtered."

"Can you be any weaker than you already are?"

"Thank you for not fighting harder."

"In another time, we could have been friends... Well, I will make your end swift."

"You will never be the villain that I've become."

"You will never see your loved ones again."

"Hey, I just saw your picture on the side of a milk carton! Oh... No, no, no. My mistake. No one gives a fuck that you're missing."

"I could let you live. I won't, but I could."

"Your struggle is not unique, though I do enjoy it."

"You have escaped death's scythe before, but I was not the one swinging the blade that day."

"Does it hurt? Go on! Try to move!"

"It hurts like a bitch, yes?"

"I can still destroy you! I must destroy you!"

"Making me angry will only make this harder for you!"

"Keep running. You do not want me to catch you after this."

"You would risk the world rather than sacrifice yourself?"

"Revolution will come not from cowardice, but from sacrifice."

"This is for that time you forgot my birthday, [name]!"

"Hold still and I may allow you to die quickly!"

"You don't want to escape, do you?"

"Are you enjoying this? Why do you ask to be chased?"

"That was it? That was all you could muster? Pathetic."

"If I were you, I would hurry. But I'm not. You can choose to die here."

"You will not escape me twice."

"Time to literally see what you're made of."

"I'll crush you with my bare hands!"

"I will tear out your insides myself!"

"Typically I wouldn't step in like this, but it's so much fun!"

"I want you to suffer longer."

"I don't want you to suffer. Give up."

"Your mortality disgusts me."

"Everyone dies eventually! Let your time be now!"

"I have everything I need except your death!"

"Your vapid life will soon flash before your eyes."

"My work is more important than your brief life."

"I am sorry, but I must do this. I am as trapped on this path as you are."

"Their death was necessary."

"My client wishes you dead."

"This isn't personal. I simply need to expunge your existence."

"Sorry, but you know far too much about my work with [blank]. I can't let you leave here."

"How did you get in here? No matter. You shouldn't expect to leave."

"I want to witness the fear in your eyes!"

"You are immensely predictable."

"I can toy with you however I wish!"

"This weapon lacks elegance, but it will suffice."

"I call this one the poisoninator! Eh, the name could use some work."

"You cannot outrun my bullets!"

"I barely need to aim with this! Look, I'm closing my eyes!"

"You are only irritating me! You cannot stop me!"

"To think I actually felt sorry for you... Now you're just beginning to annoy me."

"I like you. I will still kill you, but that's the way things go."

"Why do you seek to annoy me?"

"This is not your lucky day."

"Peekaboo, my friend."

"They are pulled to the scent of your fear!"

"Scared little rabbit... Run, run, run!"

"Aw, my bird... The cage has found you."

"I don't want you going anywhere."

"Stay alive, my cute guinea pig."

"You cling to life as if you have something to live for."

"A very minor accomplishment. Don't let it go to your head."

"You have survived too long!"

"There should be a pile of you by now."

"I confess, I am somewhat surprised you lived."

"You will not see your death coming."

"Will you even reach the final conflict? Or wilt here?"

"I knew you would take this route."

"You have strength... but I doubt your fortitude."

"What curious seeds of knowledge will grow from our time together?"

"My whole life has been a prelude to the knowledge that I gained today..."

"[name]... You can still help me."

"I did not expect such success from the likes of you."

"That is most impolite."

"Haven't you caused enough problems?"

"I will not allow you to undermine my work!"

"That will not prevent my inevitable victory."

"Do you think that will be enough to overcome me? Ha. I will not allow it."

"You're making this so very, very easy for me!"

"I will claim the power that is rightfully mine!"

"Take [blank]. Let's see how far it truly gets you."

"You didn't think I would let you have this, did you?"

"If that was something you needed, do you think I would tell you?"

"Did you take that? Or did I want you to have it?"

"This is hopeless. Give up. Time will kill you as certainly as I will."

"I expected disappointment and you delivered."

"Are you trying that because you are stupid? Or because you think that I am?"

"Why are you still trying this? You will not succeed."

"If it's in your nature to lead, you must also prepare to see all others die."

"Let this be a lesson. Have no friends. Have no allegiances."

"You cannot rely on others. Betray them before they cast you off to save themselves!"

"You were right not to trust the others."

"The others will not save you in the end. Their friendship will sputter into darkness."

"How did it take you so long to get that?"

"If you were any more stupid, bricks would think you're gonna take their jobs."

"Who's an idiot sandwich now?!"

"I assure you, you fucked that up. In case you were doubtful."

"You are wasting your time and more importantly, mine!"

"I have met rocks that move faster than you!"

"I hope you do not think you managed that against my will."

"How do you know that this wasn't my plan from the beginning?"

"Now that you're warmed up, let's really test you."

"Extraordinary! I must understand how you're doing this."

"This will be a setback for my research. I hope you're happy."

"You have strength and intelligence, but even those will not be enough to save you today."

"You think you're tough but you know nothing of true strength. Let me show you."

"At first I dismissed you, but I see ruthlessness there!"

"If I were to judge on looks, you wouldn't worry me, but the strangest people could surprise you..."

"Ooh, plucky, aren't you?"

"Stubborn little thing, aren't you?"

"Your stubbornness is not admirable."

"I admire your dedication to breaking shit."

"You possess spirit... and I will break it!"

"Someone's getting pretty fucking big for their boots, aren't they?"

"Ah, you are tough... but not tough enough, hm?"

"The end is not near. You will not leave."

"Among your peers, I have the highest hope for you."

"I don't understand how any of this could have happened."

"Mind where you bleed! I just got this floor how I like it."

"I have a first-aid kit for your boo-boo."

"Well, if [name] sees I've fucked that up, then I'll be trouble. Thank you very much, asshole."

"I know, I know... I'm charming company. You just wanted to play more with me!"

[xfthemist]

|| Hayden Anhedönia Unreleased Lyrics Starters pt. 1

"We'll make it work or won't make it at all." "I fucked up, I know it, but can you at least let me try?" "I'm a violent wreck of salvation and loss." "You would say to be strong, but, love, I don't think I can..." "I'm on my way now, so please just wait for me." "There comes a point in every girl's life where she just wants to go fucking feral." "If you fuck me over I'll make sure you can't do it again." "I could be good, but it wouldn't matter." "I'm always afraid, but never to die." "-Cause I think you're so amazing, I think you're the best." "All you know is how to feel, how to deal out pain." "I wonder why I'm alone." "Why's it so hard for you to love me?" "Stay strong, it's a long unfortunate while." "I've been poking at the dead body." "I will not see Heaven." "Am I a bad person?" "Am I a bad person for not knowing what I wanted?" "I'm no good at goodbyes." "It doesn't matter if the grass is greener on the other side, as long as it's alive." "I'd spar with Death to skip your name." "Nothing hurts me here." "I lied when I said I didn't want you." "Time drags on, I hate him/her for the time he's/she's gone." "I've been here for weeks/ I've been here for years/ I've been here too long." "Do you ever wanna die so bad you'd fall in love for it?" "You ask me if I'm angry? Well, hell yeah, I fucking am." "Can't help the way God made me, but he won't get away with that again." "It’s not sustainable but it’s just traditional." "The only time I’ll open up is when I’m firing." "I might be off a little bit, but still got sanity." "I’d expect nothing less but I still hate Mondays." "I keep praying you’ll save me." "It wasn't pretty like the movies, it was ugly like what they all did to me." "Did you try to call me?" "Look at my mugshot, god I look so hot, when they took me away." "Had too much to drink again." "I didn't ask to be this crazy, but since we're here, I'll give them a show." "What's gonna scare me when I've seen it all?" "When you leave, turn off the light; I'll leave my door open at night." "I don't feel good, but I don't wanna cry." "Grew up hard, fell off harder." "But when you said that you're in love, I never wondered if you're sure." "So take what you want from me." "Would you judge me for my prayers if I said them on my knees?" "But I am flesh and blood, and this flesh has needs." "I think I wanted you dead." "But I'll never tell if you don't." "Can I tell you a secret?" "I'm desperate for you." "And it's your problem too." "You know and I know it's just how it goes." "I'm secretly still scared that you'll see underneath and you'll leave me here." "Is it just me, or is this room way too loud?" "Don't look now, but everyone's staring at us weird." "Is it just me, or is there no air in here?" "My love bleeds like a wound." "You pretend not to notice, something I like about you." "I'm the real pig blood-soaked fucking homecoming queen." "Baby, can't we just leave?" "They're all gonna laugh at me."

[uselesslexbian]

the battle of the labyrinth by rick riordan sentence starters.

it's not a date!

not even my luck could be this bad.

i didn't get your full name last time when you tried to kill me.

you called me a mortal. like you're not.

tell me. you know what it means. all these horrible things i see?

for years i thought i was going crazy. i couldn't tell anybody.

i'm not a monster.

you don't need that. how about a kiss instead?

such a pretty little blade. what a shame it stands between us.

it would be merciful to end your life now, before you have to see that.

what did you do this time?

i'll make up some story. i'll tell them it wasn't your fault.

she's kind of cute.

promise not to kill me if i put my sword away?

i'm talking about justice. vengeance.

you will learn differently as you get older.

do you want revenge or not?

he was driven insane. he didn't die.

your armor is crooked.

we're fine. we fell in a hole.

there will be no killing today.

i don't fear you.

are you going to help me or not?

don't tell me you're scared.

you don't understand anything. i'm never going in there again.

we've had plenty of problems before, and we solved them.

you wanted power. i gave you that.

i told you not to disturb me.

you know my heart belongs to you.

you're in charge now. all the decisions are on your shoulders. that's what you wanted, isn't it?

i didn't think you liked heroes.

didn't you try to kill him, like, a lot of times?

getting something and having the wits to use it... those are two different things.

if you thought your first imprisonment was unbearable, you have yet to feel true torment.

demigods are cheaters.

i have nothing to offer. i have lost everything.

you should sleep.

how about i take first watch? i'll wake you if anything happens.

my friends are in danger.

you pick fights for no good reason.

i was hoping you would give up.

you have to forgive. you have to promise me this.

you should not fear power. use it.

some of us... the way we learn not to trust people is even more painful.

no. i'm not leaving you.

do you support the gods because they are good, or because they're your family?

be careful of love. it'll twist your brain around and leave you thinking up is down and right is wrong.

you could stay with me. i'm afraid that is the only way you could help me.

we thought you were dead.

you are the single most annoying person i have ever met.

she will calm down. she's jealous.

sometimes things go wrong. heroes get hurt. they die, and the monsters just keep coming back.

do me a favor. if you find him, don't trust him. don't ask him for help. just kill him.

i'm calm. every time i'm around you, some monster attacks us. what's there to be nervous about?

i could be gone a week and my parents wouldn't notice.

you've gotten better with the sword. i'll give you that.

hey, i'm usually about to die. don't feel bad.

you don't have to act like that.

i regret what i did. i was angry and bitter. but i cannot take it back.

there's something evil down that tunnel. something very powerful.

i'll be quick. i won't do anything stupid.

i renounce the gods. what have they ever done for me?

we needed to help you or you'd mess things up.

i didn't want you to die. you owe me too many favors. how am i supposed to collect if you die?

well, i did not miss this place.

maybe it's okay to still be a kid once in a while.

i was beginning to feel better, so i thought i would talk with you a bit. you always manage to annoy me.

you will regret this insult.

it sounds like we've got a lot to talk about.

[inboxinspirations]

60 Lyrics Starters: Tool Edition

"Seems like I've been here before."

"I know you better than I know myself."

"I am frightened too."

"I'm tired of waiting."

"What you need is someone strong to guide you."

"You are broken now, but faith can heal you."

"I'm not innocent."

"I just want to start this over."

"I am just a worthless liar."

"If I let you, you would make me destroy myself."

"Why don't you watch where you're stumbling?"

"Let me in!"

"Something has to change."

"I can help you change."

"You could be the one who saves me from my own existence."

"Who am I to judge or strike you down?"

"We are choosing to be here right now."

"All this pain is an illusion."

"Hope this is what you wanted."

"I may find comfort here."

"Don't look at me like I am a monster."

"Don't lie."

"You believed in me."

"What have I done to be worthy?"

"Who are you to wave your finger?"

"You believe me, don't you?"

"You belong to me."

"Child, wake up."

"Disembodied voices deepen my suspicious tendencies."

"Don't you dare point that at me."

"We know better."

"Shame on you."

"You're just here for me to use."

"You're not the only one I've ever had."

"Baby, I know what your problem is."

"Just do everything I tell you to do."

"He didn't wanna deal with it."

"You best get outta the way."

"Why are you running?"

"So good to see you once again."

"I should have cried then."

"You lie, cheat and steal."

"This is my love for you."

"How could I let this happen?"

"I am scared like you."

"You can't hurt me."

"There’s no other choice."

"Choices always were a problem for you."

"They are not what they claim to be."

"No one is innocent."

"Relax, turn around and take my hand."

"This may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to."

"I'm so glad that I have found you."

"You're really disgusting!"

"It's no fun 'til someone dies."

"We all feed on tragedy."

"Fuckin' hypocrite."

"Am I alive, am I dead?"

"You're my peace of mind, my home, my center."

"Don't just call me pessimist."

[thelampisaflashlight]

The Long and Short of it All

[A ficlet about Dew trying to repair other people's friendships, feat. my oc, Bea.] Below the cut.

Dew scans the rolling fields of tall grass swaying in the wind, hands cupped by his forehead to block the winter sun from his vision, lips curling into an easy smile at the first subtle peek of short brown hair amongst the golden waves.

"Hey!" he calls, lifting one arm into the air and waving it vigorously at the figure that pokes their head up from where they're kneeling upon the ground, "Bea!"

A pause as the woman squints, and then grins, offering him a small wave in return as she eases herself from the dirt, her gloved hands braced against her stained knees.

"Well, well, well! If it isn't my favorite little fire starter!" she laughs, slipping her gloves off as she climbs the small hill he's stood upon, tucking them into the front pocket of her overalls, "What brings you to this side of the lake?"

"Mountain sent me," Dew says, taking in the view from atop the hill; The lake shines, bitter cold but not quite gone to ice, surrounded by a thousand bare trees sticking up from the earth like teeth, with the occasional still green holly or pine, "since he knows you're still pissed about the greenhouse."

Bea makes an airy, "tsk" sound and sighs.

"I told him time and time again that-" she shakes her head, cutting herself off, "Never mind all of that, what does he need?"

"It seems your plants are being... temperamental." Dew explains, "Normally, all of the plants around the abbey listen to Mount, but the ones you've planted are being, in his own words, 'Finicky little brats'... Not sure how a rose bush can be a brat, but he says he can't get them to grow the way he wants them to."

"If he wants my help," Bea crosses her arms, "then he needs to apologize first."

"He has told me he regrets what he said-" Dew starts.

"To you, maybe." the other frowns, "But not to me. He even sent you here instead of coming himself. Who's being a brat now?"

Dew sticks his hands in his pockets, toeing the ground a bit with his sneaker, "I mean..."

He fidgets and casts his gaze downward.

"I... I don't know why you two... Couldn't you come and talk to him?"

Bea's hands twitch.

"...Why should I do that?" she asks, brown eyes narrowing, hurt apparent, "He's the one who-"

"Because between the two of you," Dew begins, "you're the one that's the most stubborn, you... You're allowed to be mad, upset... but, if you don't come and see him, it's only going to get worse. I mean, I know, from experience... That's how you lose a friend."

Dew watches Bea consider his words, watches the tension leave her body as she drops her arms at her sides.

"...I'll meet him halfway."

"That's-"

"Halfway." she repeats, "If he can prove he's willing to try and fix this, then I'll at least do that much."

"Halfway." Dew echoes, then nods, "Okay, got it."

"Honestly..." Bea pulls her gloves back out of her pocket, slapping them against her thigh to shake some of the dirt from them, "...I've kind of forgotten what we were even arguing about."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." she snorts, "I think, ya know, I think I'm just so used to people leaving 'cause of..."

She gestures vaguely at herself and Dew frowns, knowing all too well what she means by it.

"...I didn't used to be like this."

"It's hard." Dew agrees, looking back out over the lake, at the light hitting the surface, making it glitter and shine, "You can't expect a dog that's been beaten down to trust even a gently offered hand."

"We're dogs now?" Bea laughs, voice pitching slightly.

"Metaphorically speaking." he shrugs, "...Mount doesn't mean... didn't mean to scare you like that."

"I know."

"Do you though?"

The breeze trails between them, a stray snowflake drifting through the air, landing on the gardener's shoulder, and melting into the fabric of her jacket.

"...I dunno." she whispers after a moment, "...Confrontation sucks."

Dew just nods.

"Halfway." she says again, straightening her back, sounding a bit more confident, "Halfway and I'll... I'll talk to the plants... Fuck that sounds so stupid."

"I almost forgot that's why I came out here." Dew barks out a laugh, "You... earth adjacent folks are so weird."

"Oi, you're the walking matchstick here." Bea fires back, "You wish you could sweet talk the trees."

"Actually, I don't, because I think if I started talking to the flora, the higherups would have me carted away."

"True enough." Bea hums, starting down the trail leading to the lake.

"Do the plants ever talk shit about people?" Dew asks, following behind her at an even pace.

"It's less talking shit and more asking for it." Bea casually remarks.

"Gross."

"Hey, whatever helps them grow-"

[bigsharkking]

My thoughts on Linked Universe Pt3!! The Hero of Time

Here I am again! It's time for the Hero of Time. The biggest gremlin of the Chain and the Hero with three Sucessorss!! TIMMY!!!!!!!! 😁

p.s. I'm thinking of starting to write fics! let me know if you want to see that!

__________

Now I've played both Ocrania of Time and Majora's Mask. I loved the game play and the story of both. OoT was my 3rd Zelda game after BotW and TotK. and Majora's Mask was my 5th after Link's Awaking (the original). They are some of my favorite videogames of all time and hold a special place in my heart. I feel as though I can resonate and sympathized with the Hero of Time (and most of the other heros) as I'm a similar age to them. I'm a really sentimental person and I often see myself in characters who are close to my age.

Okidoki, now that I got that out of the way I can start talking about how I see the Old Man. I LOVE how Jojo protrys him in the comic. But I have a few things I would like to add to his character. For starters he is the oldest, but the youngest at heart. He likes to fight and have fun like some of the younger heroes. He only puts on his sternness when he scared.

And he Is scared. His descendant almost died. In his eyes he greatly underestimated whatever evil they are fighter and doesn't want to see anyone else get hurt. But I do think he's the biggest gremlin like I said up top. If he gets a sneaky or dumb idea he's going to do it. Whether or not he tells anyone what it is or not is completly up how dumb the idea is. He is one of the most skilled and experienced Heroes in the Chain, and one of the leaders. Hes respected, but also a little shit.

On to OoT, the game that doomed 2 1/2 timelines! I only say this because the hero's spirit was ripped away from the Adult Timeline, and Link died in the Downfall time line, and Link going back in time resulted in Ganondorf's return in Twilight Princess/ the Child Timeline. A lot of shit went down for the Old Man.

OoT is one of the most important games in the timeline as it serves as a major Turing point in the wider story of Hyrule. I quite like all of the game mechanics that the game presents, as well of the reacuring theme of Music in the franchise with the Ocranina. the Old Mans start was ruff. Like can you imagine being a 10 year old seeing your tree dad die, and relise you arn't what you believed you were for the last 10 years??? Like omg, holy shit that would already be tramatizing. BUT WAIT THERES MORE! Now he has to age seven years so he's ready to wield the Master Sword. Now he's 17 still in a childs mind.

He's no longer recognized by the people he once knew. Except for the Sages, Princess Zelda and possibly Malon, no one knows who he is. Hes just some guy, a guy who will save Hyrule and never be seen again. Thats tragic especially if we look at it through the Old Man's eyes. Everyone he's ever known, his loved ones and friends don't recognize him. The Kokiri, don't know the Hylian man clad in green who helps purify the Forest Temple was once a little boy who they once (kind of) called their brother. Everyone (aside from Saria) does not know and Link does not tell them and the old Great Deku Tree is dead soooooo. 🫤

The dungeons to me wern't really that hard. I wizzed through the first 3 and only struggeled a little with the last 9. I did like the Temples though. They gave a sense of mystery and I could go no for days about the Shadow and Spirit Temples they are my favorits. Each of the Sages made me cry and I like the implications that they die in their respective temples. It give that tragic touch of Link loseing so many but still having to stay strong even though he still technically a kid.

Lets change fields and start talking about Majora's Mask. When MM first came out it was sensational. It was the only Zelda game at the time which focused more on the darker side of Hyrule. When I First played it, I'll admit it was hard. I got to the part of not being a Deku Scrub anymore and didn't play it again for a while. Then I found a good walk through made through the first dungen and played it without help after that. 😙😙

This game actually made me sob through out playing it. I don't think I cryed more at a videogame than I did while playing MM. And I can't help but feel so sad for the Hero of Time. He was still just a kid after all and didn't have much choice in the matter of following the Skullkid to Termina. The little shit stole the Ocrania of Time and HIS HORSE EPONA. Like come on Skullkid your can't just take a mans horse.

In this game Link is forced to rewind the clock every three days or else everyone in Termina and himself will die. I can't imagine the impications of what that would do to a young childs mind are. He already went through so much during his first adventure and now he has to save another world. Like damn I would have died wayyyyyy sooner. He meets so many people that look like those he already knows, they look exacly the same. Yet thier personalitys are completly diffrent from their Hyrulian counter parts.

That must be so confusing for a little kid!! I can't imagine going through something like that. It would mess you up for life, yet the Old Man seems rather unbothered by the whole thing. He saves this world and the people that reside in it AND he gets Epona back. the Skullkid is safe and the evil Majora was defeted. Since the Hero of the Twilight exists Link must have gotten out of termina some how and had childeren of his own only to die in battle when they were really young.

I love the mask mechanics of the game. It's a nice twist to the normal Zelda we're used to. I epecily love the addition of the Firece Deities Mask. something I want to say about that mask spicificly I that I think the Old Man wouldn't hold any resentment to it. The Firece Deities Mask is made of the gratitude of the people of Termina. The thankfulness of all the people Link has helped and made happy. So I don't think it would corrupt him. I actually think he likes to use it from time to time.

I think he would use it as he did in Hyrule Warriors. Just not as much, possibly only for the really tough monsters. Termina would absolutely be a source of trama for the Oldest hero, but he has been around the longest. He has had time to process, and cope. From what we see in the comic he has a good support system, that being his wive Malon and possibly her father. The Firece Deities Mask did give those markings to him, but from what we see from the Rach hand, the Smith, and the Traveler (not comfermed), magic leaves a mark. Especially if that magic has the power to change your appearance.

I do think the Firece Deities Mask would ware him out after using it for a prolonged period of time. Immediately after taking it off he would bouncing off the walls. The mask could give him a a caffeine high or a Suger ruch. Then about an hour and 30 minutes later he would crash HARD. He's completely worn out and sleeps uninterupted for like 10 hours. The Mask is still very powerful magic and must take a lot of energy to use properly.

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Ok so I still have more to say about the Old Man and how he is with the rest of the chain. I'll post a follow up rapping up everything because this post is really long and I don't want it to be any longer. 🤗 Thank you for reading!!!!!

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[occasionalrpmemes]

Amigo the Devil: Volume 1 Starters

sentences taken from the 2015 album. edit as desired. warning: this one does NOT pass the Hayes Code lmao. content includes, but is not limited to: sex, violence (both domestic and otherwise), alcohol, strong language, religion, general moral degeneracy, et cetera

It's all for you.

I'd rot in hell with you, if you'd just ask me to.

Come on, believe me, follow me home, there's no judgement here.

Take the shot.

This night is going to end horribly for someone.

I'm not so much afraid of letting go as much as scared of giving up.

Open up to me.

The Devil came and sold his fucking soul to me!

If I've hurt you, please forgive me. Love makes you do funny things.

This fire feels so real.

Don't say a word, my darling. I know how you feel.

On rainy days, we'll drink until the gray is left in nothing but our hair.

I know you want it, too.

I'll lay by your side 'til everything is rotten through.

Tonight, we'll celebrate life! Eat the best food and drink the best wine.

I hope your husband dies.

Are you feeling upside down or even empty inside?

Meet me down by the bar. We'll go and take this drink out to the stars.

Death is just one moment.

Some people follow rules, some people go around.

As an elephant, I'm only really relevant when I'm standing in the room.

I am the son of an asshole.

No one deserves my world quite like you do.

I'm not so much afraid of being alone, just kind of feel I've had enough.

God knows I'll do what I need.

These hands are stronger than you're led to believe.

We'll never have a house to decorate, a place that we can call our home.

If I can't have you, nobody will.

There's only one thing in this life that makes us living.

I want to be where all the stupid shit I say sounds so romantic and true.

Live with me in this sin forever.

There's nothing left to lose, 'cuz I've already lost it all.

Tonight, I'll follow you home and start up a fire that'll keep us both warm.

Hang around, let down your hair.

So you should start to undress and just… try a little less.

Now you're with this asshole- you expect me to believe it's gonna last?

Let me have this dance with you.

Your eyes look like diamonds still stuck inside the mines.

When your tongue is putrid and your skin is sagging down, I'll stick around.

It's true, I hate everything but you.

We'll laugh a little, drink a little, see what you're made of.

All the bridges in the world won't lead you back to fix what couldn't be erased.

This fairytale just ain't coming true.

I'll drive my car like I stole it, drink at the bar like I own it.

These wrinkles are the maps of all the places we went no one else would dare.

I'd rather have a reason I should stay.

There's always gonna be a better high, and a lower down.

We take things a little far, but you couldn't name a place I wouldn't go with you.

I'm capable of making you disappear.

I have a couple different faces if you need a place to hide.

The time we spent together when the light was out became my thought of you.

I am the agent that decides your fate.

There's only one kind of people in the world: people who die!

It doesn't matter what you've heard or if you're good or bad and everything between.

I love the shitty things we do together.

It's been a while since I've held anything as close as I have you.

I'd like to live my life just like a dog. Humble as can be and unconditional in everything I love.

I'll make you famous one way or another.

Home is the last place that I'd stand to be with anyone but you.

I'd crawl in bed with you. Even in someone else's blood, on top of someone else's love, in the worst motel we find.

This life is a maze with only one way out.

Every dime spent is worth looking good- and that's Hollywood!

They'll write about our story here for years to come and maybe even more, cuz there's never been a love like this before.

I'll cut to the chase, just don't try to leave.

Trust me, I'm not jealous, I'm just hoping that he really messes up.

When I had you near me I just couldn't think of anything to say, but now that I'm alone, I got the perfect things to tell you everyday.

We'll leave the world the way dreamers do.

All the parties we can throw - we'll dress like anything we please!

All the distance that we've spent apart will never have to mean a thing. Every mile I traveled was to find the perfect stone to fit your ring.

Living in the moment's hard when everything I want is in the past.

When the night falls, out comes the terror.

Your heart will always have a place to live with nothing left to be.

[spookiesmausoleum]

❛ 𝐈 𝐀𝐦 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐈𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 ❜

Sentence starters from quotes from the movie in question! Remember to specify for multi-muse blogs and change pronouns as needed.

"I have heard myself say that a house with a death in it can never again be bought or sold by the living. It can only be borrowed from the ghosts that have stayed behind."

"The memories of their own deaths are faces on the wrong side of wet windows, smeared by rain. Impossible to properly see."

"For those who have stayed, their prison is their never seeing. And left all alone, this is how they rot."

"Of her books, I have read fewer than nine pages of only a single one...and all the while suppressing a very bad taste. I am not even sure of the title."

"I can be sure of only a very few things. The pretty thing you are looking at is me. Of this I am sure."

"It has always been that wearing white reassures the sick that I can never be touched, even as darkness folds in on them from every side, closing like a claw."

"You had so much to say in those first years. When you lived here with me. Enough to fill a book. And then... nothing."

"You turned your back. You turned your back, and you turned your back so many times... that soon your feet were facing the wrong way altogether."

"I did nothing but sit and listen. I made no noises. I welcomed no visitors. And here, now, you've come back. But only to hurt me, only to show yourself, but not to let me see."

"You poor, pretty things whose prettiness holds only one guarantee. Learn to see yourself as the rest of the world does, and you'll keep. But left alone, with only your own eyes looking back at you, and even the prettiest things rot. You fall apart like flowers."

"Couldn't sleep. The first night in a place always weirds me out, you know."

"Why would you say that to me right now, in the middle of the night when I'm here all alone?"

"I can't imagine what I'd say if he did. I mean, what does a person say? "Remember that time we almost but then didn't get married? 'Cause I do.""

"On my very first night in the house. A death. But I cannot see it. Not yet. But I can feel it shifting its weight from bare foot to bare foot."

"So that's where you're hiding. They told me there wasn't one of you, and I don't mind telling you, I was a little worried."

"Because time spent in a house with a death in it passes more quickly, you know. Eleven months. Passing like the night."

"This is how you rot."

"It was fine when I first moved in, but now I think it's gotten much worse in the past few weeks."

"Possibly a mold of some kind. Likely there is some plumbing behind the wall, a pipe that runs up to the bathroom."

"You say you haven't seen it anywhere else?"

"It's just that a confusion like that is usually with the memory of someone significant."

"Heavens to Betsy, no, I haven't. No, um, I scare too easily."

"Well, there is a not-very-good movie, if you prefer."

"That would be much, much worse. I'd likely run down to the road screaming. And who'd look after [name]?"

"The pretty thing you are looking at now is me."

"I left the world just as I came into it. I am wearing nothing but blood."

"I am as white as a sail. I tell this often to myself. I tell myself that nothing gets on me. But it does me little good. The words pour right through. I am too full of holes."

"Grow up, you dumb old scaredy-cat. It's just a bunch of silly ol' make-believe typed words on paper."

"And even if I was fiendishly tempted, I have refrained from pressing the subject with her."

"Though it seems safe to assume that, as endings go, [Name]'s was not an especially pretty one."

"Quite dead but not quite buried. Carelessly concealed in a grave too shallow to be rightly called a grave at all. Better to call it a... hiding place."

"The walls and windows are as thin as bones. A person could walk right through them. Just up and leave this old house."

"I haven't really looked. I... I kind of hate the sight of it."

"I can sometimes see her struggle with the shape of it, more as if trying to remember a song she once heard, and not as she might remember an event."

"How does one forget something as essential as that? How does one forget a death?"

"Maybe it is the body that remembers. And without the body, there is nothing to hold to."

"We make our own ghosts by looking, but pretending not to see...and then forgetting ourselves altogether."

"It is a terrible thing to look at oneself and to all the while see nothing. Surely this is how we make our own ghosts. We make them out of ourselves."

[roleplay-evil]

Little Miss + The Struggle Starters

"You should have done yourself a favor and died while you had the chance."

"I think that's a really great idea I'm not gonna try."

"You have me now. You can trust me."

"Why did you leave me behind?"

"What are you doing? Open the door!"

"If you can move, leave. Trouble never comes alone."

"Why won't you make this easy?"

"I helped you, now you help me."

"I'm sorry! Just help me out."

"You should forget about me. Find a new friend."

"I'm fine. I won't stop until I find [name]."

"I'm all alone now..."

"Let's press on while we can."

"Look, I get it. I won't be a burden."

"Stop whining, keep working."

"I don't want your help, I can find them myself."

"I think we're winning."

"You're stronger than that now."

"It's very important to get there before sundown. Otherwise, the monsters will have you for dinner. Yum yum yum."

"Wow! Educational."

"This building looks promising. Think there's anything inside?"

"[name], I don't think I can go on any longer..."

"This is so exhausting. You should just give up."

"Who cares? You need to worry about [name]."

"They're the only thing left in my life that's good."

"[name] was always the one who knew what to do."

"Forget about the past. Just focus on what's ahead."

"Well, thanks for scaring my appetite away."

"We've got what we need. Can we call it a day?"

"They've always been there for me. I won't abandon them!"

"Let's go find out what happened to [name], huh?"

"Less talking, more paying attention."

"A monster. What do we do?"

"Another one of these fuckers?"

"Run. Absolutely do not try fighting it."

"I'm not afraid. They can't hurt me."

"Watch it. There's another one up ahead."

"That doesn't leave us a lot of time."

"Fuck, I hate using guns."

"You like my special weapon? Use it wisely."

"Are you gonna let me shoot them or do you want to complain some more?"

"I didn't leave [name] behind! I would never!"

"I'm here, baby. Please be alive."

"What if [name]'s the whole reason you're alone?"

"I'm not crazy, I just don't want to be alone anymore."

"Maybe you should just let them go."

"It'll kill you if it sees you."

"I can't find [name]. They're my friend."

"It won't see me. I'll be careful."

"We're not gonna last long in a rat run like this."

"It's so dark in here."

"Stay right where I can see you."

"But it's too dangerous!"

"Don't you love me anymore?"

"I'm probably dying."

"Shit, are you getting worse? Need some water?"

"Along the way, I saw lots of dead bodies."

"Now tell me why you're so upset."

"Gosh-arooney, you little bitch."

[koffing-time]

You like poison types so you must know somethin’ about bulbasaur, right?? I’m gonna raise mine to be really strong so what can I know about poison Pokémon?? @pokemoncollector98

Hey there kid! Yeah, i know a thing or two about bulbasaur, but i actually haven't met many in real life.

First, i have to say, and i bet Prof. Oak told you as well, and probably your mom too, but it's true: A pokémon doesn't need to be strong and good at battling! The most important thing is that they're happy and that you're good friends!

Now that this is out of the way, let me try and get you some useful info (and i also got Olivia to write a little bit about battling. He's better at this than me):

\\there is a good chunk of headcanon in there, and it got a bit long so i'm making a cut lol

So, first: Bulbasaur is a grass and poison type, but you know that already, right? These Pokémon tend to be poisonous, not venomous. That means they use their toxins (and poison type attacks) more to protect themself than to attack others. (I'm not sure how much you know about this already: a toxin is the stuff that makes a poison poisonous. But "poison" is not always the right word, but toxin is, so i use that word. Yes, that also means "poison type" is techncially wrong but that's not my fault)

And Bulbasaur is no different! The Venusaur line keeps most of their toxins in special areas within their back. For your Bulbasaur, that is the bulb. When it evolves, it will be the stem of the flower and in the area of the back around that. So be careful when you interact with it in that area. I'm saying that because they can secrete some poison through the skin on their back, and even if they don't want to hurt you, it could happen by accident. I recommend you wear rubber gloves when cleaning your partner, or when you have to touch them in that area for another reason. It should be safe to touch and pet them on the head though.

Also, i have to say something very very important: For safety reasons, you should always have some antidote for your poison type pokémon with you. I mean, not if they get poisoned, but for the poison they make themself. There are so-called "universal antidotes", but they are not good. They help in a pinch, because they work on the most common poisons, but i'm getting ahead of myself. As the owner of a poison type, it's your responsibility to be prepared if accidents happen. Go ask at the Pokémart, they should have bulbasaur-specific antidote. It is a common starter-pokémon after all. (If it says "Venusaur" on the bottle, that is fine. Each brand does it differently, it's about the evolution-line for almost every poison type).

So, the problem with the "universal antidotes" is the following: they often only delay symptoms and work on the human (or pokémon) body, rather than the toxins themself (they slow down the heart and stuff like that). They do weaken the toxin as well, but only a little bit. If you take some of that, you should definitely visit the hospital (or pokémon center if it was your pokémon) afterwards to make sure everything is fine. Some toxins can have effects long after the initial accident if you take such a universal antidote. Pecha berries are the same, eating them often provides an easy relief for most toxins, but they are not a proper antidote.

This all is very important. I don't want to scare you, trust me, but poison types can be dangerous. Accidents with poison types can be deadly, just like accidents with fire types could burn down your house. Your Bulbasaur is not as dangerous, of course. If you got poisoned by them, you would probably feel very ill for a day or two, but you would not die. I'm saying this more for Ivysaur and especially Venusaur, bad accidents could be VERY bad.

Now, to the more fun stuff!

Something that Prof. Oak probably already told you, but Bulbasaur, as grass types, can do photosynthesis. That means they can eat sunlight! If they can do that, you don't need to feed them as much regular food. You should keep track of the amount of sun your partner gets to adjust their dinner. If it was really sunny, you can give them a little bit less, and if you were indoors all day or if it was raining, they should get a little bit more food. Also, a little tip, if you feed them certain berries, that could make their poison type attacks a little bit stronger. For example Aguav, Ganlon or Durin Berries would do that. It's not neccesary at all though, and depending on where you live, it could be difficult to find them. In addition, if you're just starting out, your Bulbasaur is probably quite young, so they don't know many poison type attacks anyways. You'll have to keep training for that.

Another thing about Bulbasaur is that they are very good at is anything that requires nimble hands. It's pretty astounding, isn't it? They can use their vines very very well. I know a chef who has an ivysaur helping her with cooking, and the ivysaur is very good at chopping vegetables and stuff with her vines. They are also surprisingly strong! With that I mean, they can probably lift you with their vines! They couldn't do that for long, but i met trainers who had their Bulbasaur help them climb in the mountains. If they had a wall they couldn't climb, the Bulbasaur could lift them up if it wasn't too high. You should try and find something that your Bulbasaur likes doing! Maybe they have a lot of fun making funny shadow theater, i saw that during a Pokémon contest once.

Alright, i also wanted to tell you a little bit about other Poison Types.

I already mentioned general safety with rubber gloves and antidotes. But i still want to add, if you know where you're going on your journey, it might be good idea to research what kind of Pokémon live there. For example, in veridian forest, there are a lot of weedle, but at mt. Moon, there lives a species called Nidoran. Both are poison types, but they are very different and their toxins are very different as a result! Again, you should be fine asking at the pokemart about antidotes if you want to be prepared.

And maybe you saw my URL, Koffing is a poison type and i love them very much. You can find them in the wild in Kanto as well! One of my favourite facts about them is: they can eat almost EVERYTHING as long as it is a so-called aerosol. That means, whatever it is needs to be floating in air, like spraypaint or smoke. In the wild they usually eat things like smog from factories or gases from volcanoes, but they can eat candle smoke, the steam from a hot cup of coffee or, I'm serious, farts! But the last one is a bit gross...

Anyways, if you decide to catch a koffing, i recommend you get a bandana or a scarf that you can put in front of your face because they also puff out toxic smoke, so it's good to have something for that when you're indoors.

The next bit is written by my friend Olivia who's really good at battling!

Hello young trainer! My name is Olivia, I'm a professional gym trainer at the Striation City gym in Unova. Your name is Red, right? One of the strongest trainers i ever heard of went by the name of Red! I think he even came from Kanto, did you know that?

But you are not here for that, you want some battle tips for your bulbasaur, correct?

Lets start with the basics. Bulbasaur is a grass and poison type, that means there are quite a few advantages and disadvantages to keep in mind when battling. Overall the poison type helps Bulbasaur when defending against oncoming attacks in my opinion, but it depends a lot on your opponent.

Let us not get ahead of ourselves. As you probably know, Bulbasaur is weak against fire type attacks, since it is a grass type Pokémon. You should also be careful when fighting Ice and Flying type pokémon for the same reason. In addition, the poison type gives bulbasaur a weakness to psychic type attacks, and moreover, it is doubly weak against bug types. If you have to battle bug types, it is probably best to find another team member that can fill this role.

On the other hand, bulbasaur is a great choice against water-type pokémon as well as fighting and electric type pokémon. It's ideal opponent would be other grass types, surprisingly, as it has a double resistance against their grass type attacks. All the other typings are not extra strong or weak against it.

Now, this is an easy thing to say, but keep in mind that your opponents might also have double typings, so you see there is a lot of strategy involved at the highest levels of pokémon battles.

Now that we have the basics of Bulbasaur as a species covered, let's look at it's statistics. Bulbasaur and it's species is generally well rounded, that means they are quite good at both attacking and defending. They have a lot of HP, which means they can easily take a few hits before fainting. They are also pretty good at defending against both special and physical attacks, but are better at taking special hits.

In case you're not aware, Pokémon have two different methods at attacking, one is called special and one is called physical. It is dependent on the type of the attack, so you can look out for that when planning your gym battles!

In the same sense, Bulbasaur is also better at attacking with special attacks than with physical ones, but there is not a huge difference between them in both attacking and defending.

The last statistic to keep in mind is speed: Bulbasaur and its evolutions are not the fastest Pokémon, there are plenty that are faster than it. But that is okay, because you should be able to take a hit and then retaliate just fine. However, it is very important to keep this in mind.

Let us now talk a little about attacking:

There is something that we in competitive battling like to call "Same Type Attack Bonus", or STAB for short. This is a thing that makes pokémon attacks stronger, if the move is of the same type as the pokémon. For Bulbasaur, these are Grass and Poison type. Sadly, Bulbasaur doesn't learn any poison type attacks that do direct damage, but that is okay. You see, Poison is a type that is "physical", while grass is "special", and you remember, Bulbasaur is stronger with its special attacks.

In general, Bulbasaur and its evolutions is, in my opinion, great at fighting longer battles. Again, it can take a few hits (as long as they are not bug typed), and it has great moves to keep the opponent struggling. You could try and find a combination between the moves

Leech Seed

Mega Drain

Razor Leaf

Hyper Beam/Bodyslam (later, and you'd need a so-called TM and those can be a little expensive)

Sleep Powder

Poison Poweder or Toxic

Rest (also needs a TM)

Growth (You will need to train a lot for this one, your Partner will probably have evolved by then)

Reflect (another TM)

With moves like Leech Seed, Mega Drain, Poison Powder/Toxic and Sleep Powder, you have many options to keep the opponent on their toes because they but a sort of timelimit on them. Leech Seed/Mega drain hurt them while they give Bulbasaur energy back while Poison Powder/Toxic make them take a lot of damage over time. Sleep Powder is obvious i think, if the opponent is asleep, they can't do anything so they have to act to get back in the game. But, except for Mega Drain, these moves tend to be quite inaccurate, so you can't perfeclty rely on them.

Moves like Razor Leaf, Body Slam and Hyper Beam are just very strong attacks that can deal a lot of damage. While Body Slam and Hyper Beam is generally stronger, keep in mind that they are normal typed, which means they are physical and they do not get the STAB.

Rest, Growth and Reflect make it so your Bulbasaur get's stronger in battle. Rest let's it recover HP at the cost of falling asleep. Growth makes it so the pokémon gets stronger at attacking AND defending with/against special attacks while Reflect lets you weaken incoming physical attacks (even after switching to another Pokémon).

Wow, that was a lot, was it not? Let's do a summary as well!

Bulbasaur and its evolutions are generally good at both attacking and defending but they are not very fast. They have a lot of weaknesses and resistances. Most importantly, they are extremely weak to bug type moves, but they are great at taking hits from other grass types. They can work well to support the rest of your team by weakening opponents with moves like Leech Seed, poison powder or sleep powder, but they can also do a lot of damage on their own with Hyper Beam or Razor Leaf!

I hope you learned something! And i wish you the best of luck on your journey, young trainer. And most importantly: have fun! (it's totally okay to lose a battle) - Olivia

[neoncherryblossom]

"Anime Sinnoh Pokemon Therapy" I would like a sprinkle of context cuz this sounds hilarious. Please note I only ever watched some Black and White eps of the show (I will fix that)

Also "I am so sorry for you existing". Hm. angst.

Know you have awakened a beast.

Honestly the only reason I watched Diamond and Pearl (and not even all of it) was because of it was on Pokemon TV but wow Ash's Pokemon there. Wow. Black and White were kind after the brutality that was that team.

Minor spoilers I suppose but I wanna ramble :3.

A lot of people (used to) dunk on Black and White and I never got why. It was a fun thing I watched a bit so I went back and finished most of B&W before checking out Diamond and Pearl and. Yeah. DP is a lot more focused and Ash is a bit more serious (still goofy though!) and there's a lot more emphasis on strategies. And the trainers there are all tough, so Ash is thinking some insane plot stuff.

But one thing that I wish was done more was the Pokemon. I'm not going to bash it and say that it was bad, but coming from B&W and X&Y, the Pokemon don't have as much as a side character presence that they do. They all have their episodes and moments, but I always loved the slow moments of Pokemon bonding more than the serious training ones and DP unfortunately has more of the latter. Not bad by any means but c'mon. You know me. You know what I like.

A stand out from this team is Chimchar and I can say this because it's been memed to hell and back but every single one of Ash's fire starters are traumatized in one way or another except for one (Cyndaquil/Quilava). The writers like their angst with this one starter type. And remember how I mentioned things were more brutal here? Tepig's abandonment is genuinely terrible, but Chimchar- we get to know him before Ash gets him. We see him with his trainer for a bit before Ash gets him. Not gonna spoil but we know how he was treated.

The anime went into this for like an ep, but I want to go into it more. Talk about the little fire monkey and just. How weird adjusting to Ash was from his previous trainer, who pops back up again and again. Chimchar is notably stronger than all of Ash's other Pokemon on the Sinnoh team. I don't think it was ever called into attention before, but you pay attention enough and by the end of the series, Chimchar (now evolved) is still stronger than everyone else. Do you know how much angst can be pulled from that? How no matter how hard everyone else trains, Chimchar is still better, but the way he got better was so terrible and horrific and they can see Chimchar is still angry and hurt and scared of his old trainer, but he's still better.

(I want to focus on one Pokemon in particular with this dynamic. One who the writers did a bit dirty near the end, but I love that Pokemon and I want to write him and Chimchar being besties and no one can stop me.)

It will be funny I hope. But also angst hell and Chimchar being a baby brother and loving everyone around him so strongly and showing them in every way he knows how and them loving him back.

IF I WOULD START IT BUT I AM AFRAID OF IT CONSUMING ME AND I HAVE OTHER WIPS I WANT TO CONSUME ME RN-

Also let us all say our respects for Pokemon TV, I am sorry capitalism got rid of you, thank you for being there when I was a kid.

WIP: I am so sorry for you existing. Sips tea and waits for your reaction.

[roseofithaca]

A Slip Through Worlds (Part 7)

Amy ( @idiotwithanipad 's oc) searches for answers. Silver searches for help.

-

Not again. Not back here again.

Bang. Bang. Bang.

The polished oak walls shake from the force. The lock is sturdy but won't hold forever. Curse him for not investing in more iron. Had he known he had a family to protect then perhaps he'd have had some incentive. His wife should have been enough, whether she loved him or not. He'd made a vow. Honour and protect.

Where was she? Had she already fled? Usually, in this dream, she was always there, begging him to flee with her. That glimmer of gratitude, regret and a flicker of affection, hidden potential of what might have been, heavy as the tears in her eyes after she lay that kiss on his cheek.

And then she left. Left him alone to hold the door. Hold them back.

Bang. Bang. Bang.

She must have already fled. He'd missed that part. No matter. He throws his back against the door and steels himself.

"Leave us alone, you dogs! Just leave us be for one sodding-."

"Humphrey!"

He froze.

That was no royal guard's voice.

"Humphrey, it's me! Open the door!"

How was that possible-? How could she be here, now, in this time, five hundred years before she was a glint in her biological dad's (rat bastard!) eye?

It must be a trick. A clever lure to get him to hand himself over.

"Ugh, don't make me say it...Please, Dad, open the door!"

Dad. She called him Dad.

But it was more the reluctance, the hesitance to be so open and emotional, that convinced him as his heart felt fit to burst.

"Amy..."

Throwing caution to the wind and the God damn furnace, he turned and unlocked the door, opening it as a small body threw itself in and collided with his front.

Exhaling with relief, he quickly shut the door after her, frowning at the whisps of mist that tried to follow his daughter into the room. Odd.

Forgetting them for now, he smiled down at Amy, wrapping her arms around him. And...shivering.

"Bloody hell, Poppet, you're freezing!" He frowned, placing his palms to her cheeks.

Teeth chattering, she threw him up a look.

"No f-fucking shit." She responded.

Chuckling at her typical foul mouthed sarcasm, he quickly flung his cloak around her, bundling her up and bringing her to the fireplace, which he'd only just noticed was alight in this version of his memory, as it fortunately hadn't in reality.

Grabbing some of the cushions off the chairs, he tossed them onto the floor for them to sit close to the flames.

"Ah, lovely, I was hoping you'd pay your old dad a visit tonight." He smiled, the joy at seeing his little girl again quickly erasing the anxiety he'd relived minutes before.

Amy used the fur trim of his cloak to wipe the tiny cold droplets from her face.

"How's your little project coming along? Don't worry, I shan't ask you to spoil what it is!" He said, his palms raised.

"Humphrey-." She panted, sounding like she'd just run 5k.

After she tugged down her hood, he couldn't resist the paternal urge to give her hair a stroke.

"You all right up there, yeah? Mary and Annie still taking care of you? You eating good? Drinking plenty of water, not just chugging back your Monsters? Not that you have to worry 'bout that stuff, I know, but gosh if I were there I'd be prepping us pheasant and venison-."

"HUMPHREY! I love you but please shut the fuck up!"

He recoiled a bit at that and he could see the regret on her face. Rare for her to ever look remorseful for using her 'weapon' to silence anyone.

But he wasn't mad or even hurt. There was a look of fear in his little girl's eyes that chilled him.

"What's wrong?" He asked. She's in paradise, the next layer, how could there be anything there to scare her so?

"For starters, I just had to wander through the worst shitty fog to try to reach you! It never takes me that long to get into any of your dreams! Not to mention I was freezing my arse off!" She chittered, hugging his cloak tight around her like a blanket.

"Oh...Yeah I noticed that was a bit more dramatic than how you usually enter. C'mere."

He pulled her halfway onto his lap in order to wrap his arms around her, rubbing her back. Perhaps taking a little advantage of a given opportunity to cuddle his daughter, to which she was usually reluctant to let anyone do for very long.

Humphrey kissed the top of her hair, taking in that smell of carbonated fruit drink and cigarettes, hoping for it to stay in his senses long enough until her next visit.

"There's more...I wish this was just another social visit but it's not." She gulped when she finally began to warm up; "We're having trouble seeing you all."

"Ey?" He asked, pulling back a little to look down at her.

"You know that waterfall I mentioned? The one that let's us who've passed on look in on you all? It's...broken." She explained.

"Broken? How does a waterfall break?" Sounded like a crap riddle.

"Who the fuck knows." She sighed, "I didn't notice it at first because I've been trying to...restrict my screen time, I guess." At Humphrey's confused look, she clarified; "I try not to sit watching you and Silv and Kitty for too long. I've been trying to focus on exploring what's up there with Mary and Annie, as well as working on that...surprise, for you, that I mentioned."

He blushed at that, smirking somewhat. If it took him another five hundred years to wait and see what it was, it would be worth it.

"I've been keeping myself busy. Getting out my own head and all that." She shrugged.

"Good girl. I'm proud of you." He gave her hand a squeeze.

"Yeah for all the fucking good it did because something clearly happened while I wasn't watching and now I can't see any of you!" She frowned, almost as if she could blame him and any other adult she wanted who had given her said advice; "And it's not just me. Mary is going out of her mind because she can't see Silver. Even Will and Liz didn't have any luck when they had a go to check in on Robin."

He tilted his head; "Will and Liz?"

"William and Elysabeth. Old friends of Robin. Haven't I mentioned them before?"

"You 'ave, it's just....'Will and Liz'. Huh. Makes it sound like you're making friends up there." He teased lightly.

"No I'm not!" She frowned, cheeks pinking at the look he gave her; "I mean...they're all right, I guess. And I might have let Will convince me to try a swig of pirate 'grog' to see what it tasted like."

"And?"

She pulled a grimace as her answer; "I'll stick to Mango Loco. Liz had five cans and was bouncing off the trees. I guess there's a reason some shops age restrict them. Anyway, stop letting me get off topic."

"Sorry, Poppet." But he couldn't help be chuffed for anything he heard of what she was getting up to in that place, knowing she was content, if not...happy. "I'm sure the mirror's just lost it's...signal, or something. Ain't there anyone there to fix it? No God or angels or anything?"

"Nope. Not exactly someone we can ask to fix the WiFi either." She said with a sigh; "And it's only this house. I could still look in on my mate Shan. And even Alison and Mike in their place. But every time any of us tries to look at Button House, we just get...well, I thought it was some kinda static at first, but then..."

She turned her head to the windows. A white essence floated through the night air, stroking against the glass, as if asking for an invite to come in.

"I think it's the mist."

"Mist? Huh. It has been a bit misty past few days. Unseasonably so. Cold enough for us to notice too." He remarked.

"Mist that's strong enough to cut you guys off and even get into your dreams? I had to fight my way through to get to you." She stressed; "At least I did manage to find you."

"What d'you mean?" He asked.

"Don't take this the wrong way but you weren't the first dream I was meaning to enter. I mean, I was always gonna come see you, but, I'm trying to find Silver."

"Silver?" Oh hells.

If Amy hasn't been checking in via their little window then she has no idea...

"Like I said, Mary's sick with worry. She's even starting smoking again."

"Really? I never knew she'd had the habit. Pipe or cigar?"

"No, dummy." Amy almost laughed; "I mean her body is emitting smoke again. She told me she didn't think that was possible anymore since she got sucked off but...Well. She's kinda like how I was when I was in my bad place up there. Her mood is changing the environment around her. Making it all...dark and rotten."

"Christ. Poor thing, I don't even have to imagine how that feels...." His own grief when he'd lost Amy, before she came to find him again, could have crumbled the very house to its foundations.

"Of course, I can't get to Silver because the moon is still full so she's still wide awake! So I tried to get to Robin instead, and he's also just a big No Entry sign."

"I doubt Robin is going to be sleeping much for the next few days, Poppet." He said, sadly.

"Why?" Amy asked, peering up at him. She reached to clutch at his hand; "What's happened? Tell me, please. I just need to know if I can tell Mary that Silver's okay. She is, isn't she?"

Humphrey took a deep breath and put his arm around Amy's shoulders.

"Brace yourself, love. This won't be pleasant to hear."

-

She isn't sure why she's running. It takes her a while to realise no one is chasing her.

But after what she'd just seen...Holy fucking Hecate.

Eventually, the witch has grown weary of keeping up the beautiful fantasy world Silver had awoken in. The trees and mountains, as well as her stunning yet comfy dress, had dissolved, returning her back to the woods.

Silver had scanned around to see there was no sign of Nary or Nobin either.

Grabbing the opportunity with both hands, she'd raced towards Button House, sprinting as quick as she could over the empty golf course. If this world had a Mary, a Robin, an Amy and a Humphrey then it stood to reason the house held within all the other ghosts as well. One of them must be willing to help her.

The first one she'd ran into in the lobby was Pat, and she'd been so excited to recognise his short, stout form from the back that she'd tackled him with a hug.

And then she heard the squeal, followed by the gurgle and wheezing. As she'd released him, he'd turned to face her, mouthing inaudably, the arrow in his neck splurting blood at the sides. And yet still his kind eyes had looked at her with that familial, helpful expression.

"Pat? Do you know who I am?" She'd tried, hating having to see him like this. In her world, she barely noticed the arrow anymore.

He shaken his head, sending a tiny spit of blood into her face.

And then there was Cap, walking towards her, gasping and clutching at his arm.

Asking her if she'd seen a 'Leutenant Havers'.

"Sweet maiden, with hair like cherry blossoms on wings of night, what brings you here?" Thomas had attempted to swoon her, taking her by the hand and ignoring her attempts to explain she wasn't interested.

"Think she might be looking for someone more mature. Hello there. Aren't you a pretty thing?" Julian slurred, seeming drunk as a skunk and high off his tits as he looked Silver up and down.

Just like Cap, he had one hand clutching at his chest. Even constantly reliving his heart attack, he still found time to be a perv.

She'd ran. None of them were interested in helping her. All mentions of Alison made them stare at her as if she had two heads.

There was no Alison in this world? No, she calmed herself, there must be. But chances are she simply inherited the house...but the ghosts never banded together to try to scare her off. Julian had no incentive to push her out the window. Alison never found her ghost family.

Somehow, that made her as sad as any of her friend's alternative states in this universe. Even if she still had Mike and Mia and managed to make a fortune selling this place...She would never have what her Alison did.

But perhaps that was for the best. If Thomas was enough of a headache for her back home, he was ten times more persistent here.

Eventually she'd found Kitty's room. The Georgian had been fast asleep on her bed, not showing any obvious wounds like the others, only a sheen of sweat on her brow, laboured breathing and drops of blood trickling from her hand.

"Wake up! Kitty, please, wake up, I need you! I need someone, anyone!" Silver had tried, climbing on the mattress and shaking her friend by the shoulders.

"Intruder! I told you to leave my ward alone, you little harlot!"

When Silver had turned around, she'd had to cover her mouth in shock at the bent shape of Fanny's neck.

"Oh god. Lady B, I..." she'd tried, reaching out.

"I SAID LEAVE!"

The woman's booming voice had hit her like a sonic boom. It sent her flying towards the window and pushed her straight through the glass. She fell down, two stories, landing in a heap on the gravel.

As she'd climbed to her feet and began to run, the matriarch continued to shout after her, calling her all the best Edwardian insults in her vocabulary.

Only when she returned to the woods, did the sound of Lady Button's shrill voice finally fade out.

Exhausted and dejected, she collapsed to her knees beside one of the trees.

This was Hell. Actual Hell.

She hadn't even had time to check the other wing of the house to look for Amy and...this world's Humphrey. Had they heard the commotion? She hoped that Amy would come to find her again...If she still wanted to...

But the others? It was nothing like her group. They were all trapped in their mental states from the moment they died. There had been no evolution over the years, no growth, no developments. They weren't a family here. Just a splintered set of different pairs, it seemed.

Releasing a lamenting breath, Silver held herself, feeling more alone than ever before.

A whisp in the air brought a rise in the temperature and the scent of burning toast.

"Pleasant trip, was it, little'en?"

Silver raised her head to glare at the wraith, who seemed to be tilting her skull at her.

"You let me go there. You knew what I'd find." She scoffed; "There was me thinking I'd escaped."

"Escaped? From whats, dear girl?" Asked Nary, "You be no prisoner here. You mayst visit the hotel and it's occupants at thy pleasure. My own darling girl often sneaks herself in recent times to visit her companion, Amy, and sometimes little Kitty, shoulds her Ladyship be outs of sight."

"And what about stopping me from going back to my own world?"

The witch didn't answer that, merely floated on the tendrils of smoke at the base of her dress to move forward.

"Hath ye made an attempt to go home?" Nary asked, almost casual.

"No, but...I dunno how. I don't even remember..." She rubbed at her own muzzy head.

Amy. Her Amy. They'd been playing together in the bedroom she'd reconstructed for them to meet. They'd had a laugh. Same as always. And then the rest is a blank until...she heard her.

The witch turned to her.

"Doth thou suffer the same migraines as my own little'en?" She asked, softly, floating towards her; "There be many ailments I coulds offer ye..."

Raising her bony hand, smoke coiled around her wrist like black snakes until they melded together to form a glove.

"Come now. Let me take away thy sufferin'."

Silver ducked her head away and stood up against the tree.

"No thanks." She scowled, deciding that enduring a slight headache is preferable to whatever magical lobotomy the witch might have planned.

Nary lowered her hand; "Please. Do nots be frightened of me, sweet child."

"I shouldn't be afraid of the woman who stuffed me into a cage, throttled me and stuck her fingers in my brain to have a good poke around?! What should I do then - love her? Call her 'Mum'?!"

"You dids to the one who tried to burn thee."

Shit. Silver winced, wishing to all her gods that people would stop bringing that up.

"My Mary is ten times the Mum you are." She dares to accuse; "You might wanna spend more of your time trying to find the daughter you claim to love so much, rather than brainwashing someone else's!"

Nary's ember eyes glowed again, a short burst of flame from the top of her spine. It was hard for Silver to tell if she was glaring at her, given the lack of lips.

"There be no use me searching for my little'en. I ams awaiting till the time be right." She informed Silver.

"When's that?"

"N'er you mind, sweetling." Not Mary dismissed, as if Silver were a child too young to comprehend anything important; "All Is can promise is, by the time you wake at the next fulls moon, your sister will be arising beside you..."

Some time in the next month? While Silver will be asleep. While they'll both be asleep...

Nary cupped her chin and smiled, possibly; "And wes shall be a family."

-

Humphrey watched his daughter's expression as he finished retelling the events of the past couple of days. It was awful enough to have to explain to her, even if most of what had happened he only knew second hand.

Carefully, he stroked the back of her hair as the information sunk in.

"It doesn't make sense." Amy whispers, shocked as any of them; "I saw her. Literally, just a few hours before she woke up, I was with her. We'd just played some old school Sonic in her room. She was fine. She was...She was Silver."

"You didn't notice anything different? I know from experience sometimes folks dealing with mental health make a habit of covering it well with jokes and laughing like everything's fine. But it always feels a bit forced."

Of course he's talking about Robin, mainly. He'd been around the guy long enough to know when a 'bad spell' was on the horizon. The way he'd suddenly be a lot quieter and then, when approached, pretend to be the life of the party.

Amy shook her head; "Nothing. We just did our usual shtick. Played games, told stories about what's been going on, I passed onto her some messages from Mary. They seemed to cheer her up."

The teen rose from their little cushion pile by the fireplace and paced before him, rubbing at the arms of her hoodie.

"Slicing up her own face? Fucking hell, Silv. Did you get that idea from..." She was muttering to herself.

"What's that, Poppet?"

"N-nothing. I just...I'm trying to make sense of it. Why she'd go from typical cooky Silver to full blown crazy like that." She emphasised with a snap of her fingers.

Humphrey sighed; "There might not be a logical reason, Amy, love. Chances are she was just burying all that grief and depression for too long until it just boiled up inside her. And all it took was one little trigger, probably something we didn't even see and...."

"She loses her eyesight?"

He met her eyes, understanding the scepticism. There was a part of him that had wondered, with dread, if she had somehow blinded herself.

"Yeah, that....That is a bit of a strange symptom, I know. But she did have that aneurysm. Maybe the worse she gets, the more what killed her manifests? Robin reckons it's like when Kitty gets excited, she starts vomiting pineapple. Or how when he gets upset, all the electrics go bonkers."

"Right. I guess that might be it." She didn't look too convinced, "And you said Thomas noticed the mist was coming from Silver?"

"Did all seem to start after she woke up in that state."

"So...she's the one cutting us off?"

He hadn't put it together like that. Humphrey looked at his daughter with both surprise and a hint of pride. She was a smart cookie really.

"I don't think she knows she's doing it." He said as he connected the dots himself; "But, maybe subconsciously, she doesn't want to be seen in that state. Not by you and....especially not by her mum." He sighed; "People suffering through these sorts of things tend to hide it from those they love."

That seemed to break Amy's shell a little. She winced, her face creasing as tears forced their way up.

Humphrey quickly got up and went over to her, pulling her into a hug.

"Hey, hey, it's all right, Poppet. It's all gonna be okay." He did his best to console her, patting her head as she nestled it against his doublet; "Your friend is far from alone. Robin's with her, he's not leaving her side. Think he feels so guilty about everything lately. He won't let her down again. His friends helped him get through moments like this, we'll all help Silver too."

Amy sniffed, wiping her nose; "What the fuck am I gonna tell Mary? W-what would you wanna hear, if it was you?"

The very idea of Amy suffering some kind of major psychotic break, a victim of her own mind, broke his heart. It was devastating enough to see it happen to Silver, and Robin...

"What I'd wanna hear and what I'd need to hear are two different things, love." He said, sadly; "You gotta tell her truth. That her little girl's not in a good place but...we are all taking care of her. Promise."

He could tell that his daughter was not looking forward to have to deliver that news.

Hopefully, Mary's reaction would not have too devastating effect on the next layer.