#Casino Extreme

[4ce-of-2pades-inkwell]

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[depressedraisin]

the reason why tbh&c would always be The Album of the late 2010s-early 2020s to me is that yes the album is intrinsically rooted in the socio-political zeitgeist of the era, yes the album is alex's most 'political' writing but also it doesnt exactly engage with its political themes beyond a handful of snazzy quips and astute observations here and there. the narrator is out there lounged on his balcony in his moon hotel watching the shitstorm unfold on earth with a very blase expression on his face. he's seen so much absolute bonkers shit happen one after the other in the past few years, he has lost the capacity to feel enraged or emotional about anything. he'd rather engage with his own internal struggles. which is like. the general attitude of most people around still

[perfectly-clear-from-here]

when all else fails atleast I've got my undying obsession with concept albums to keep me company 🙏

[a-christmas-fruitcake]

I got into this podcast not even that long ago and I hate how much I want the Aloha Eternity shirt

[ferromagnetiic]

Kid has appeared! What to do?

Worship

Kneel down

Pet

Do "it"

[charmcoindied]

in branson again for some godforsaken reason. can you believe people come here on purpose. for like vacation and stuff. that's so insane to me

[justinspoliticalcorner]

Kyle Mantyla at RWW:

On Tuesday night, far-right broadcaster Stew Peters announced that he would be holding an “Extreme Accountability Event” in October at Caesars Atlantic City Hotel and Casino in New Jersey. On Wednesday, Right Wing Wat ch reported on Peters’ plan, noting that he is a virulent antisemite and racist who has openly advocated violence and called for the overthrow of the U.S. government. RWW also revealed exactly what Peters had in mind for this event. [...] By Thursday, Caesars had canceled Peters’ event and, predictably, Peters used his show that evening to lash out at RWW and other outlets that had reported on his plans. “Just one day after we announced the Extreme Accountability Event,” Peters fumed, “these people at Right Wing Watch, these lizard things, these pedophile-enablers at Right Wing Watch … these parasites at Right Wing Watch and the rest of the corporate media came out running hit pieces on me, and you, and our event.”

[...] Undaunted, Peters announced that he is working on moving his event to Florida and vowed that it will feature “an even bigger bonfire.”

Caesars Atlantic City Hotel and Casino wants no part of Stew Peters’s “Extreme Accountability Event.”

[shameful-casinocups-fan]

this blog:

[doctorbrown]

DOCTOBER '24 ⸺ 「 13 / 31 * ACROPHOBIA 」

October 27, 1985A

No. 

That one single word repeats on a loop in Emmett’s head, drowning out his capacity for rational thought. It is a mantra, a curse, a promise, the culmination of all the anger and desperation that has suddenly seized both his heart and his mind, grinding both to an abrupt halt as a biting chill freezes him from the inside out.

Every word of caution he once spoke loses all meaning, for there is only one option available to him now. 

Abusing this could have potentially universe-shattering repercussions.

Were he thinking rationally, Emmett might have been concerned with how readily he throws caution and concern to the wind, infusing the words let it with all the cynicism and damning finality he can muster. 

Any universe that allows this to happen is better off undone.

This isn't what it was invented for.

The Time Machine was not meant to make him God, able to interfere with the lives and fates of those standing beneath him with their eyes glued to the pulsing lights hovering over their heads, just out of reach, but just this once, he will allow himself to break every single one of his rules and consciously rewrite the past for his own selfish gain.

He has already done it for you. 

If there is some higher being, Emmett both curses and challenges Them in the same breath, daring Them to intervene. 

Only the DeLorean speaks, rumbling her support.

His hands move independent of his conscious mind, inputting a new destination time on the keypad. In mere moments, this will not have happened, will never happen, existing only within the confines of memory where it will serve as another cautionary tale for the future.

A reminder. One he will not forget, as if he needed further reason to see the destruction of his life’s work through to its conclusion.

Beneath him, unimportant and inconsequential, the collective sea of denim and leather gasps, cowering as a flying monster snarls, setting the sky ablaze.

[insertsona]

next part of wip coming soon to an art blog near you ... maybe!

[eggluttony]

Does casino ever fantasize about being the world fattest man?

As much as it's important that he doesn't go beyond the absolute highest weight limit he sets for himself at around 550 lbs for the lifestyle he wants to live with his business in priority, he absolutely fantasizes about surpassing it and going far beyond it too, all the time. It's one of his go to fantasies when he's jerking off or having a feeding/stuffing session and a common wet dream of his, he can't escape it and how much it arouses him

He really enjoys the thought of becoming an absolute enormous sea of lard, massively overfed, taking up an alarming amount of space, having tons of fat that spills out so far all around him with loads of thick rolls, and being extremely heavy at 1000+ lbs. As much as he values and tries to maintain his mobility in reality, he fantasies about embracing immobility and being calm and content with it, living super cozy and fat

And the thought of needing a crane to lift him out of bed to put him into some other huge lounger that can miraculously support his weight. Needing a whole group of people to help push him around, always needing people to help him out with every single little task while he can just lounge comfortably and not have to lift an arm or finger because he really can't anymore anyway, let alone sit himself upright so he's barely propped up

Just being the absolutely gigantic fat boss that has everyone's attention when he enters a room because they literally can't look away with all he space he takes up and how shocking it is that he got so huge. And the humiliation of how appalled everyone is and look at him the judgement and talk about how fat he's gotten amongst themselves, and those bold enough to let him know or tease him for how huge he's gotten

And still being constantly and excessively overfed daily because the greed that made him eat so much to get him this enormous is insatiable, in fact he'd only become even greedier and the amount he needs to eat to feel satisfied would increase with the size of his belly. He wouldn't be satisfied until his stomach is firmly packed full underneath all his thick layers of soft fat and then some because he'll want to stay constantly stuffed

Being hooked up to a feeding machine multiple times a day, pumping his gut full of fattening liquids, fed solid food with multiple robot arms, and fed by other people out and about. Carelessly loudly eating and belching for everyone to see while he's clearly already stuffed full with multiple huge meals, still his belly seems to get bigger by the hour and he pretty much never stops eating until he falls asleep in a deep food coma

And of course the record and title of fattest man, the thought of being the fattest of billions and the entire world knowing who he is just because he's a big lard ass slob that greedily stuffs his face and became absolutely massive, instead of it being for all the success he's had with his casinos or his interesting life as a mob boss. Just being reduced into and defined by his fatness, size, weight, and gluttony really excites him

It's funny because the latter would also actually bother him irl as he wants to be recognized for his work too, as much as he does love being known for being so fat too. But it really excites him as a fantasy that's almost an antithesis of his real lifestyle. 550 lbs is his limit irl but the what if of just letting it all go and went off the deep end far beyond as the biggest fattest slobby blob in the world really gets him going 😍

[4ce-of-2pades-inkwell]

oh i say hello to my favorite trio oh and i think i saw new people in Inkwell guys one look like he was cover completly in ink with a unique mask because the mask has your face Bendy, the other one looks like a wolf but he is mute he seem shy though, this woman has half of her face pretty and the other half is horrible she look like an angel though i have to run away from her because she scared me, there is another wolf but unlike the shy one he is more like someone who doesn't trust other people and i see another angel with him she was so nice i bet these two are a couple and the last one he looked more human of all the new ones i see he has some spots of ink in his face and arms and he had an axe but he is a nice guy i talked too him you guys should met them all

(I hope this ask gets out some lore of the story :3)

Uh... thanks for trying to speed up the lore? But I'm gonna keep going at my own pace, which is SLOW. ;)

There will be lore for these AUs. Eventually. And rest assured, if I somehow lose interest in making these comics before they come to a satisfying conclusion, I'll make a post with all of my planning and scripting for the rest of the plot, so at least there'll be closure or something.

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[namira]

Found a roblox map that's just a scaled down and extremely accurate replica of Vegas. There's even signs at the general locations of the Cannery and Santa Fe Station saying they'll be put on the map soon! There's also a 'city history' function where it just timelapses the construction+deconstruction of buildings year by by year and even includes planned projects all the way up to 2040. Genuinely extremely cool

[b4kuch1n]

Current Round Of Ink Comm Is Now Done. next round opens in eight hours (4AM GMT+7 Hanoi/Jakarta time)! please remember ur etiquette, only one weapon per person allowed on board. catering billed separately

[betweenlands]

the good news is now i do get to reveal what Like Recognizes Like actually means, now the brackets are basically over...

see, the phrase doesn't actually originate on Dominion. it is originally a quote from Legundo but it's from a different, more gameshow-like server, called Deceit (specifically, from Season 2 of the series).

he's not the person who says it in Dominion, though. that honor belongs to someone who didn't make it to the brackets, an inchling thief by the name of Fixxitt.

and boy, can he hold a grudge.

(he also just says things sometimes but that's neither here nor there)