#Cyan that looks great :D

[krisp-xyz]

Was experimenting with halftone effects after watching this video and it almost has spiderverse vibes honestly. I actually learned some neat things about why printers use CMYK instead of just CMY so I thought I'd share !!

So in our optimal little computer space, Cyan (0,255,255), Magenta (255,0,255) and Yellow (255,255,0) all multiplied together gives us a perfect black (0,0,0) Awesome! The issue is that ink colors irl arent exactly perfect like this, and color is a bit more complicated irl compared to how computers represent it, so they aren't the greatest at combining into black if they aren't those perfect CMY values:

Left: CMY

Right: CMYK

(thats not even black, its a dark blue in the original image but dark colors just look so much richer)

An important step to make sure you arent doubling up on the black values though is to divide the image by it's own "value" (the max of all 3 color channels) that way the value is equal to 1 everywhere, and you're letting the black ink take care of the value on its own.

Left: CMY (normalized value)

Middle: K (black)

Right: Combined

Now obviously the grids of dots cant be aligned perfectly with each other because you'd just get a bunch of black dots in unwanted areas, but if the grids are misaligned, then some dots become more prominent than others which tints the whole image. This was an issue because older printing methods didn't have great accuracy and these grids were often misaligned.

The solution was to rotate these grids such that they can move around freely while getting rid of that tint effect if they aren't perfectly aligned :D

(I have no idea how they came up with these angles but that might be something to look into in the future who knows)

SPEAKING OF MISALIGNMENT

I wanted to implement that in my own filter to get some cool effects, and I discovered another reason CMYK is better than CMY for lots of stuff !!

With CMY, you're relying on the combination of 3 color channels to make the color black. This means if you have thin lines or just details in general, misalignment can make those details very fuzzy. Since CMYK uses a single color of ink to handle value, it reduces color fringing and improves clarity a lot even if you have the exact same misalignment as CMY!

Left: CMY

Right: You guessed it! CMYK

(yes these comparisons have the exact same color misalignment, the only difference is using a fourth ink color for black)

ANYWAY I just thought there was a lot of cool information in this tiny little day project, I also just think it looks really neat and wanted to share what I learned :3c

EDITING BECAUSE THERE'S ONE MORE THING I WANTED TO ADD

So, I talked about how to get K in addition to CMY instead of just CMY, but how exactly do you separate CMY from an image in the first place?

Well, CMY is a subtractive color space, meaning the "absence of color" is white, compared to RGB where it's black. This makes sense because ofc ink is printed on white paper. You can use dot product to get the "similarity" between two vectors, and this can be used to separate RGB actually! Using the dot product of a color and red (255,0,0) will give you just the red values of the image. This is cool though because if we get the dot product of our image and the color cyan (0,255,255), we can get the cyan values from our image too! If we first divide our colors by their value to separate the value from them, then separate CMY using those dot product values, and using K for our final black color value, our individual color passes end up looking like this:

While it's called a "subtractive" color space, I find it more intuitive to treat white as the absence of color here, and then multiply all these passes together. It makes it much easier to understand how the colors are combined imo. Notice how cyan is the opposite of red: (255,0,0) vs (0,255,255) and magenta and yellow are the opposites of green and blue respectively! This means you can actually kinda get away with separating the RGB values and just inverting some stuff to optimize this, but this example is much more intuitive and readable so I won't go too deep into that. THANKS FOR READING I know it's a very long post but I hope people find it interesting! I try my best to explain things in a clear and concise way :3

oh thank you I realized I should probably add an eyestrain tag

[yakumtsaki]

Dear readers, we've been through so much together and you know at this point it takes a lot for me to describe a situation as 'out of control'.. yet here we are. So Kea moves in and the following happens in the span of like 2 hours:

Barth beats up Felina.

Kea beats up Spice.

Barth beats up Cyan.

Felina beats up Barth. Like seriously, ENOUGH. I've decided that next generation when we're at the third cousin tier relation I'm just gonna let whoever wants to date a cousin do it because holy hell, breaking them up has been a disaster. Everyone is near aspiration failure, everyone has shit grades, we're BROKE, and to top it all off..

-HELLO AGAIN

Why. WHY IS THIS HAPPENING WE DON'T OWE ANY BILLS LIKE THIS IS LITERAL THEFT. I also love how everyone is already so miserable so the repoman just comes and takes all the fun objects we can't afford to replace, FML

Barth's aspiration meter is absolutely pathetic as a result of everyone viciously assaulting him and desperate times call for desperate measures..

-Well well.. If it isn't Glitched Butler #9.. How's it hanging? ;)

-Same as always, I'm here to not cook and to open the doors we no longer have thanks to Baby.

-You know what, I'm too depressed to seduce you so will you just sleep with me?

-As you well know my butler programming prohibits me from doing anything helpful!

FFS. It's ok Barth, I will fulfill your throw a party want, I don't see how anything could go wrong with the situation in this house being what it is!

-Hey there! Join our party! Sleep with me! I COMMAND YOU

Barth please get it together.

-I CAN'T FUNCTION ROMANTICALLY BECAUSE I'M SO SAD BUT I REFUSE TO THROW ANY WANTS THAT DON'T INVOLVE ME SLEEPING WITH SOMEONE

OK DO YOU MAYBE SEE THE PROBLEM WITH THAT APPROACH

-NO

-Ugh, Spice is so hot when he's crying after I beat him up.

Ok Kea, I'm only gonna ask this once: are you fucking kidding me????

-What? It's only natural to be attracted to your girlfriend's ex who is her cousin and your enemy.

I'm just gonna pretend I didn't see this shit and move on.

So I have invited several of Barth's existing and potential lovers to this party and my goal is to figure out who, if anyone, I'm gonna marry him to. Now please enjoy this sequence of events:

a) Barth is flirting with my current top spouse pick, Stella Terrano, and it's going great!

b) Barth leaves Stella Terrano to go sleep with GODDAMN GUNNAR. Since I can't seem to shake this fucker off, the only option remaining is to give him a ridiculous fake accent to make him bearable.

-Oi luvs you, Barth!

-Why are you talking like a servant from Downton Abbey? Also who the hell caught me cheating now?

Who knows or cares? Let's continue:

c) Barth goes downstairs to beat up Cyan.

d) Klara aka my former top spouse pick attempts to leap into Barth's arms and HE LETS HER DROP

-Äääääh mein arsch!

-Sorry Klara but I refuse to get caught cheating by Gunnar..

-..unless it's with Stella Terrano!

LOL OMG, I really thought I'd have to marry him to fucking Gunnar due to THIS SHIT:

But God's mercy finally shines upon me!!!

Oh man I'm so upset by this >:)

-Ha culd youse do 'is, ya broke ma 'eart!!!

-What?

-Oh my, turtles are considered the sexiest animal in my planet👽

Stella ffs. Oh well, so sad, goodbye Gunnar, I was really hoping to add your freakish lack of chin into our gene pool but looks like I won't have the chance huhu!

e) Barth flirts with Stella again and is caught cheating AGAIN..

f) ..by Sarah Love who I keep forgetting exists but man that's a HARDCORE slap, she legit got her fingers in his eyeball(s)

-SORRY WHATSYOURNAME BUT I THINK BLINDING ME IS A BIT OF AN OVERREACTION

Yay! See Barth, our amazing party did the trick and now everything is gonna be ok!

-IM BLIND IM BLINDDDD I CAN'T SEE

Excuse me?! You know what Barth I'm done helping you, nothing is ever good enough for you!

[natopi]

Ello, im here to deliver u a little welcome gift :D

Its a bit late cuz i didnt know what to draw and im horrible at communicating with other people

Anyways, its a splash art of ur cyan/square :D (no pun intended)

As you can see, I have a crushed fracture with a total healing time of 2 months. Regardless, this art made me wonderfully happy...I was very attracted to your shadow and light drawings...haha, cyan looks so pretty. Thanks for welcoming me with a wonderful surprise! This will be a great motivation for me!

...Actually, between you and me, I am not very good at communicating with people,too

[lensman-arms-race]

Episode 77 part 2

Spoiler free:

Haha, this is like videogames

Hmmm! Lore drop!

Haha, oh no

What

Spoilers ahead!

As always, it's funny as hell that dead toilets explode on impact, as though they're made of some sort of Explodium material.

Rambo is very oily/sweaty now - I think DFB is definitely doing fan-service for the mutant trio fans :D

I don't really understand how suddenly the goodies are able to kick Astro ass (asstro) all of a sudden, when previously the Astros were too powerful. Plot armour?

Swat using his khopeshes as a ranged weapon is very videogames, haha.

Swat gives us a literal lore drop (dropping his tablet on the ground, which POV picks up and looks at).

This tells us several things and is worth the entire episode!

The character indicated with a question mark appears to be Secret Agent to me; it looks like the figure from the poster in episode 70:

I'm not great with faces, but that's Secret Agent, isn't it?

But why is he marked with a question mark?? Presumably Swat knows SA was Alpha Hills administrator, because the skibs had this poster we saw in episode 70. Who added the question mark?

But the title? Special Government Objects Defence Service? What 'objects' was the government defending against??

Does this mean techfolk were hostile to humans at this point, or were the defence service experimenting with using objects themselves, and accidentally created/became skibidi toilets?

Also, the 3 defence service members with uncovered faces - again, I'm bad with faces, but are those not the mutant trio??

The implications!!

We then get to see a large cam who looks very like a mini TCam! (Ignoring that 'miniature titan' is an oxymoron.) There's the shoulder cams, the dented lens protector, the energy shield, the backpack hardware resembling the titan's flight-pack, the big-ass chainsword acting as melee weapon in an echo of TCam's hammer, and an Ol' Painless-style gun that the cam uses on its arm like TCam does. (Chainsaws are not great as a melee weapon in real life, but hey, Rule of Cool.)

They've got a similar outfit to the two salmon-shirts. Lucky is already accounted for (currently under arrest), and we haven't seen 'Karl' (the black-headed salmon-shirt cam) for ages. Did he get an upgrade??

I'm wondering if this cam is going to be the narrative substitute for Plunk, i.e. this will become the elite Cam unit. And are we going to see a similar unit for the Speaker faction? (The TVs already have Sabre.)

We all noticed Kitty Cam, right?

I love how the Cams' lens-protectors catch the orange light and momentarily visually echo the amber eyes of the mutant trio. It's a little cinematic flair that hammers home how the two factions have joined forces!

The other cam might be the Plunk-lookalike we saw in leaks. It seems more Cams are getting the same cyan torch that Plunk had.

Then we get to see what made Rambo say 'damn!' (Not quite a spoiler because it was in the episode thumbnail.)

Cam Matriarch got some upgrades! I really hope she can still do that thing where she retracts her head like a turtle and brings out her time-slowing flechette cannon. The extra cannons are 'cool' but her previous appearance had a unique charm to me.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

Hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate

I hate this

Chew my bum

This is not allowed to be the truth

Hate hate hate hate hate

I don't want the robots to be transformed humans! I hate this idea and I will hate it forever!

I appreciate the extra bit of lore - "As one, to the end." (But it doesn't sound like Cathy's previous voice! Boo!) Who exactly is POV cam in this episode?

Summary: Good lore drop but HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE

[drinkpisser]

MY HESITANT ALIEN FIC, "HOW IT CAME TO BE" CHAPTER 2 ANDDD 3 IS FINALLY READY TO SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY!

thank you for waiting guys!! ^0^ took a little longer than the first chapter but hopefully it's still okay and whoever reads enjoys <3

PREVIOUS CHAPTER LINK:

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CHAPTER 2: PINKISH

"This dream is calling your name."

A few months had passed by since Gerard's first day at the camp. Each morning, before everyone else awoke, he would cycle the narrow pathways of the woods to clear his mind- it wasn't something he ever did back home and most would find it rather unusual.

When Ray asked him about it, he shrugged.

Truthfully, ever since the encounter with the extraterrestrial, Gerard had not been the same. Ambiguous figures would slither past the corners of his eyes, he'd stare into the stars of the night sky with an unwarrented anticipation, not even sure himself what he was looking for, and all he could seem to sketch and doodle were variants of the mothership.

This is the one, he'd think, before ripping up the paper and restarting.

On this particular morning, he impulsively turned a different direction to take in new scenery because he found repetitiveness tiring. Of course, taking an unknown direction typically leads to some dilemma in most cases, yet that didn't seem to phase Gerard in the slightest, thinking unrealistically and all.

Swerving his balance slightly, a sudden fatigue dawned on him. He found it best to take a seat on a nearby stump, surrounded by branches leaning towards him. After regaining his senses, he observed that this neck of the woods appeared rather strange, the saturation of everything enhanced almost to a neon- trees twist and turn dangling fluorescent leaves, flowers spit shades of the rainbow and the dystopian clouds above swirl as they glide across the cyan sky. He could have sworn it looked like any old mundane part of the site before he sat down! He scrunched his nose in confusion, before then reaching out for his bike.

Just as he grabbed the handlebars, a distant, soft "Thud!" sent the pigeons flying in a scare.

Inflicted with paranoia, Gerard freezes. The only action he could resort to was a short and sweet use of speech, which is no good defence against a potentially malicious opposition.

"Is- is someone there?" he mutters.

Nothing, only a skitter within the bushes.

"SomeTHING... Maybe?" He slowly creeps closer, making sure to scan his surroundings as he leans forward. Using both of his hands, he separates the bushes in which the wriggling was heard, trying his best to ignore the nettles that pierced his palms in the process.

...

What on earth?

A toddler sized ball of pinkish fuzz sits bewildered, as though it may have hit it's head through the fall from each branch above. The fuzz on it's face is white, it's eyelids a pastel blue; upon seeing Gerard a curved grin forms on its face.

Instinctively, he backed away. As he did, the creature reached forwards with grabby paws. Tilting his head, Gerard shuffled a few steps closer.

It squeaks, scurrying away!

"Oh, crap!-" he cries, and once again, he is running a little faster, like an idiot. If Gerard was a cat, curiosity would have definitely killed him by now. Nine times. Eventually, the pair end up at an oddly placed flight of stairs, it's lengthy.

"I don't remember this being here.." Gerard scratches his head in confusion, looking down at the small alien for an answer. It begins to crawl up each step.

"I suppose actions speak louder than words, huh." Once again, he follows.

Gerard looks up, doing a harsh double take. He saw the very vehicle that gave him that fright so many weeks ago- he's being led into the mothership! How in God's name did he allow himself to be sabotaged by such a freaky animal, without even judging where it could take him?! He turns back. No, absolutely not, he cannot do this again-

Oh, Jesus Christ.

The most grotesquely unsettling, inhumane guards block Gerard's exit, ushering him with oblong sniper guns. Their skulls are stretched by their oversized brains, the six eyes on each side of their wrinkly faces staring deadpan into Gerard's soul. Taking a deep breath for his own sanity, he turns a stiff and full 180 back around, each guard standing beside him.

One anomalous move and he's toast. He keeps going, shuffling inside of the entryway. Those things could probably sense the fear within him from a mile away, there was no benefit in hiding it.

They make their ways through hallowed metallic halls, dashed with blinding lights on each wall, heavily supplied with martian soldiers. Each instance where Gerard looked around and gulped in awe, his neck was nudged back in the forwards direction like the hostage he was.

"Damn, sorry. This just reminds me of Star Wars. It's neat." he adds, nodding.

Over time, Gerard progresses in apathy. Each hall began to look the same. Each monument or picture framed on the wall became old news. Bored. So bored that even starting a fist fight with his captors would exhaust him to an extreme extent. Although, realistically, with sting plastered palms it would be more painful for him than his opponent.

Without warning, the fuzzy alien leading the way comes to a halt, pointing at a circular door... The cockpit? What was it doing leading Gerard there?

The tightly sealed door is accompanied with a turn of a wheel keeping it together. As it cracks open, Gerard realises that this is no ordinary cockpit, it was a spacious control room. What amazed even further was the cosmical view of outer space ahead of him in wide, circular windows.

It looked exactly like the dreams he had prophecised since he was small; to watch as the earth grows smaller in size and float behind him, to see the ashes of the milky way beyond a printed photograph, to cross lands even he wouldn't have thought existed. Most of all, what he really yearned to do, was to take passion past human domain. He wanted to preform, create precious art- If more than one intellectual species exists in our entire sense of being, they deserve to feel the phemomena of music.

He staggers forward in awe, unable to deflect his eyes from the view beholding him. The stars shift in formation, constellations bonding together. They attempt to fabricate letters in a language that Gerard doesn't quite understand.

He turns to the guards behind him, who drop their weapons in fascination.

The large screen above the entryway begins to decode, displaying a message in green digital letters:

"This dream is calling your name."

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CHAPTER 2.5: BROTHER

Days have passed by.

In the eyes of everyone else, Gerard had vanished. Due to the emergency situation of a missing camp student, friends of his were scouted to different parts of the forest and local areas to place posters.

Ray and a newcomer called Frank were assigned the nearby town, as an opportunity for him to get to know the area better. Unfortunately, Ray was not his chirpiest self on this day. It's hard to be when your best friend is gone, but he still tried his best to be welcoming.

Frank himself was a spiky looking fella, his hair clearly damaged from all of its bleaching and dying. For the moment, it was a bright red- although, Ray had a feeling it would change soon. He had a few tattoos despite not being the legal age for them, some looked like stick 'n' pokes. His eyes reminded Ray of an excited puppy, observing all of the new surroundings and he was noticeably shorter than a lot of the boys he'd met at the campus so far. Frank looked slightly younger than him, perhaps by a year.

"What brings you here, then?" Ray asks, whilst putting up his last poster.

"Parents. They're tired of me slacking off and playing Mario Kart." Frank replies unseriously.

"Right, that's relatable," he sighs, "You wanna grab a bite in the cafe whilst we're here? I could do with a distraction."

Frank nods.

As they head into the cafe, the smell of freshly baked cookies fill their lungs, it's incredibly appetising.

"Hey, uh- I'll pay for 'em." Frank smiles briefly, "I know this probably isn't the best day ever for you."

Ray's eyes light up, taken aback by the offer.

"You're sure? I don't mean to be annoying-"

By the time Ray finished his sentence, half a batch had been purchased by a ravenous Frank.

"Here, enjoy!" he smiles, tossing Ray a couple of cookies and munching away on his own.

"Thank you," he also takes a bite, "I did really need this, to be honest."

"You needed a cookie that bad?" Frank smirks, smugly.

"Yeah but, I mean, just- company. A friend. It's been lonely without Gerard. I don't even know where he could have gone other than somewhere definitely unrealistic." Ray comments, challenged.

"Ah, sorry about that. Hopefully he just wanted out for a few days." Frank adds, overlooking the "unrealistic" part of Ray's sentence.

"He'd have taken me out with him, we go everywhere together," Ray stresses, "something happened, dammit!" he exclaims.

"Woah dude-" Frank puts an arm around his shoulder.

"Calm down, I didn't mean to upsetchya- he's gotta be fine. From the description of him on the posters, he seems to avoid trouble."

Ray sighs once again.

"Sorry, I'm sorry. It's almost been a week of him dissapearing without notice, I've barely slept." Ray apologetically rambles.

Frank pats his back and the two get back to their feast of cookies, awkwardly conversating along the way.

Meanwhile, back at campus, the head girl has a relatively difficult phone call to make. She dials Gerard's home number, hesitantly awaiting a response.

To her surprise, a voice too adolescent to be a parental figure answers.

"Hello? Who is this?" the young boy enquires.

"This is Gerard's summer camp, who am I speaking to?" she responds.

"Umm.. I'm his younger brother, Mikey. My parents are out right now- did he do something dumb?" he snickers, the grin audible from across the line.

"Not necessarily. I just need you to call us back when your parents are back home-"

"Tell me!" he puts on a serious voice, unsuccessfully disguising a chuckle.

The head girl takes a dread induced breath.

"Your brother is still ... missing. We learnt he was last spotted by a volunteer in the woods five days ago, who commented that his behaviour was weird."

Radio silence hit the line.

"Is everything okay? Are you able to tell your parents about this?" she asks.

"Uh.. what- what am I supposed to do now? Just sit here?" Mikey stumbles on his words.

"Unfortunately so until we can give any further updates. We need you to notify your parents, because it isn't looking too good- sorry you had to find out this way."

Mikey holds the phone with a slight shake, his eyes welling up. He'd do anything for his older brother, to protect him, just as Gerard would. Yet here he is, powerless on a phoneline on the one occasion that the role reversed. He felt bottom of the barrel hopeless, like a half of him had just vanished completely.

"I'm um- I'm gonna go now. Bye." Mikey shoves the words out of his mouth quickly and to avoid an outburst of tears, he hangs up.

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CHAPTER 3: ARE WE RUNNING HOME, OR RUNNING FREE TODAY?

"This dream is calling your name."

Gerard is perplexed at the message on the screen. Where's the catch? Sure, experiencing this is admirable, but what if it's a trap? And what the everloving fuck is he doing on a spaceship to begin with?

A shadow emerges from the light, so bright that it's features are barely distinguishable. It's voice is androgynous, and speaks with charm.

"You did a pretty adequate job, Lola."

It ruffles the fur of the pink creature as it praises them.

"So that's what they're called. Lola. Hmm. I was thinking of naming 'em myself but i was stumped." Gerard comments with a hint of disappointment, "But are you finally gonna help me out of here or what?" he adds, slightly nervous.

"Not yet. We must negotiate... You are the only one who can see us. The only one who hasn't wound up dead by stepping inside of this vehicle, and most importantly, you were chosen by the machine." it's words slip with uncertainty and sour undertones, forcing the situation to be creepier than it already is.

Gerard grows in fear, his breaths drawing progressively sharper. The joy of his desires being so close in reach lowered his guard, he almost forgot the potential dangers of subhuman creatures!

"What the fuck could I have been chosen for? I'm the biggest loser at this joint! Even the janitor wouldn't fall for this- if you're gonna eat me or somethin' just kill me now already and spare me the pain!" Gerard snaps with stress, agressively gesturing towards the messages and strange posters on the walls in disbelief. The alien goddess blinks, humbled by Gerard's violent assumptions.

"We want to form an alliance with planet Earth without starting a war this time. We come in peace," the goddess explains, putting their webbed hands up, "my people are suffering from our highest deficit of essential living supplies in centuries. If an ordinary, likeable human being such as yourself can draw attention to us... We won't have to suffer anymore."

"Likeable, huh. Sure. But what if I'm not good enough? What about my family and friends?" Gerard averts eye contact, moping down at his dirty sneakers.

"It has been decided by unimaginably high divinity that you are capable, Gerard. As for your loved ones, they cannot know of our meeting yet. Not until you have completed your art. In six months time, we will reconcile and you'll be taken on a venture across space and time- and don't stress, your family and friends will receive explanatory letters from us if they don't buy it from you." the figure folds it's arms.

Gerard steps forward.

"So, I could really make music that saves lives?" Gerard meekly perks up at the luminescent lifeform, wincing with self doubt.

"Even better," it suggests...

"You could make history."

[mugzymiik]

my tpc headcanons bc why not :D

SOME CHARS I DONT HAVE TOO MANY FOR (IF I HAVE ANY FOR THEM AT ALL) :sob::sob::sob:

[last updated: august 20, 2024]

main chars:

caretakers:

Cube:

trans FtM

has a pretty good tolerance to the cold. all cubes do (in my headcanons anyway) but his is especially great

back when he and Lythorus started dating he tried to rest his head on top of Lythorus's as a way of affection and he proceeded to get stabbed by the spike

Iris:

has a really deep voice. but at the same time he somehow also sounds like a really tired teenager who works retail

Pentellow:

has a british accent

also knows a frightening amount of very unsettling fun facts

shes the tallest out of the non-monster caretakers (so herself, Iris and Cube). why? fuck you. fuck you is why /HEVJ/VSILLY

Pyrare:

he has pockets in his robe and its like a "time-out area" for Gold (but sometimes Gold chills in there anyways)

he named Barracuda and Gold after his pet fish. like, genuinely. with how big monsters are, barracudas could practically be goldfish and actually goldfish could be like guppies or something to them

heroes:

Cyan:

likes to follow people around!!! and also doesnt like being left alone for long periods of time

he and Cyanide somehow get confused for each other a lot???? literally nobody knows how but it very much happens

Orange:

Tsavorite and him are each other's impulse control. ofc its mostly Orange whos keeping Tsavorite from walking straight into a landmine (/j ofc) but they keep each other out of trouble (most of the time at least)

if bored enough, he can and will find ways to fit into places that will have everyone wonder "HOW THE FUCK DID HE GET IN THERE- HOW DO WE GET HIM OUT???" and he somehow manages to squeeze out flawlessly every time. he has never gotten truly stuck

will drink straight mayo (<- stolen headcanon (hi Tea /SILLY))

im self projecting kind of when i say he got asthma

more of a "this is how i draw them" but his bandana ends kinda look like bunny ears

Tsavorite:

genderfluid and uses any pronouns. :3c he? yes! they? yes! she? yes! literally any neopronoun(s)? HELL YEAH!!!

constantly compares Orange to an actual orange (teasingly ofc)

very alert, but "backwards". like. he'll be able to notice a cool beetle from 5 feet away but wouldnt be able to tell you where Orange headed off to despite being right next to him just a few seconds ago

shows affection thru hugs and pokes. basically just. physical touch!!! but if he cant be physically affectionate they will just give random ass gifts :D

knows a lot abt physical weapons to the point where its honestly a littol unnerving because hOW DOES HE KNOW ABT ALL THIS-

can hold intense eye contact for extended periods of time without blinking (and has intimidated multiple people with it on complete accident)

HATES the snow. and all the other Heroes tease them (/aff) abt it ever since they all found out bc "we thought you loved EVERYTHING"

does NOT care for formalities. like. at all. like say if he met a "King Guy" he wouldnt say "King Guy" hed just say "Guy"

he has been caught eating weeds from the front lawn on multiple occasions

REALLY doesnt like mayo. its literally the ONLY thing they wont eat and if he even SEES it she straightup gags

Gold:

knows PSL (Paradisian Sign Language). this is a hill i will die on/j

tall. tall fuck. everyones confused asf bc hes not physically related to Pyrare so he couldnt get those kinda """genes""" but hes still REALLY fuckin tall (when matured ofc)

back when he was saying Literally Nothing he WOULD speak occasionally but in only one word sentences. those single words were unintentionally very vaguely threatening 9 times outta 10

VERY SNAKE-LIKE!!! he can hiss. he has fangs. and hes more sensitive to chilly weather and the cold than most other shapes

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i know its literally not possible in any way BUT that fluff on his jacket? whenever he's angry/frightened/defensive/whatevertf, that fluff poofs up like a cobra's hood

his bandana used to be around his neck like Cyan's, but it was moved to his leg a little while after he was birthed because his leg got hurt. anyways yeah the bandana was the only thing that could potentially be used at the moment so it was moved to his leg by Pyrare as a makeshift bandage or smth. and afterwards he just kept it there, it was fucking w his sensory issues anyway </3 that leg is a little more fragile because of the past injury

Cyanide:

has multiple songs pirated on herself. i do not take criticism/j

tall for an unmatured hero :3c

whenever she's trying to "hide something", she uses very detailed language,,for example, if she did something like sneaking out or smth she'd say "greetings" instead of just "hi" or "hello"

"lags" more whenever its hot out

being ANYWHERE around her at ANY point in time is a BIG fuckin risk because she can play Never Gonna Give You Up/Whistle/that stickbug gif on herself on command /SILLY

sometimes she gets so angry that she starts yelling and her filter kicks in BUT she is so angry that it gets kinda fucky and. instead of her yelling. funky town or smth like that will just start playing at full volume and in microwave quality

groups:

chipzel:

Purpex:

i dont have any for her as of rn D:

Marcle:

really likes chicken nuggets. its really random but she LOVES chicken nuggets

Squadril:

is CONSTANTLY called short by Purpex and Marcle + everybody in all the other groups (teasingly ofc)

bossfight:

Cintagon:

Round <3

is absolutely dating Circumsphere

bisexual and also polyamorous :D if he was given the choice between getting his dead wife back or staying with Circumsphere he would choose both with ZERO hesitation

Circumsphere:

i dont have any rn :[

danimal cannon:

Quintagon:

very strong for a pentagon (once when she n Hexagram were younger she hit him and he had a big ass bruise for a few days)

Hexagram:

has a very bad obsession with vikings, which is why his corrupt form has a "viking"-ish look

Polyhedron:

i got none rn :<

big giant circles:

Circumuscle:

doesnt swear very often so when he does its a shock to everyone/lhj

a big softie!!! only to those he deeply cares abt though

he has to be gentle whenever he hugs someone bc hes gonna break someones back someday if he isnt😭🙏

Rincle:

IS THE COMPLETE OPPOSITE OF CIRCUMUSCLE SWEARING-WISE if she is given a single chance to say Fuck she WILL absolutely take it with zero hesitation at all/lhj

Spheer:

they and Circumuscle have an "older brother + younger sibling" dynamic

has a british accent as well

Cirtunda:

i dont got any for her either D:

other:

Lythorus:

very distractible

aquatic flower (explained further in the world-wise "shape related" section)

has a VERY bad fear of insects

hes 6ft. and he and Cube have a running joke with this using his name as a measurement. something's exactly 12ft tall? its 2 Lythoruses tall actually/j/lhj

Heli:

nonbinary!!! and uses he/she/they pronouns :D

he and Ketches r like,,partners. take that in any way possible

has the ability to form a body beneath her, buuuut she prefers to fly

a sweetheart through and through. but when/if they do decide to get silly and start teasing people sometimes he accidentally takes it way too far

Ketches:

absolutely has a "pirate" accent r u kidding me/lhj

also has the ability to form a body like Heli

is an uncle figure to Gold

can honk. not like a duck i mean like a boat. "WOOAOAOAOAORRRR" <- that kinda honk

corrupts:

Dub:

he can purr. i dont take criticism sorry /lhj

he and Barracuda were gay as FUCK i will DIE on this hill istg

took guitar classes before he and Cuda went pinksauced

left a seat in the tower's "main room" just in memory of Barracuda. little does he actually know--/lhj

Barracuda:

is actually a ghost rn!! after Dub escaped from the seal he just roams around the tower and also occasionally chills next to Dub (even if Dub cant see him at all + has no idea he's even there)

Cubic:

bitch

he and Lycanthropy have BEEF for some godforesaken reason

Ajaceare:

idk rn D:

George:

his spikes are different from other flowers'; most flower's spikes are pretty sharp, but his never sharpened from childhood, and thus are a little "dull-ended"

Hexacrigon:

idk for her either rn

Cintagram:

manipulative as FUCK. the only person he hasnt ever lied to is Circumcannon

speaking of which. he and Circumcannon still kiss <3

Circumcannon:

no ideas,,again

Hexadic:

same as all the others😭

Lycanthropy:

the only thing keeping he and Cubic from fistfighting each other every time they see each other is that they both know that 1) Dub WILL somehow find out and WILL get their asses and 2) Cubic is strong enough to actually kill Lycanthropy if they fight too hard. and Cubic doesnt wanna fling himself into boiling hot water (not literally ofc) + Lycanthropy doesnt wanna die to THIS bitch's hand

a lot of the other corrupted flowers see him as a "general"/"commander" due to Lythorus being leader of the (uncorrupted at least) flowers

should NOT be trusted with any kind of powertools ever

he can go fuckin insane on the drums

Circubit:

pretty close friends with Macabre

would absolutely dj in his spare time

world-wise hcs:

shape related:

spheres are the speediest out of all the shapes

cubes have a natural resistance to the cold

some flowers have the ability to live entirely underwater, its kinda like a "subtype" for them; theyre often referred to as "aquatic flowers"

flowers have fangs :3c chompers even!!!

spheres are the most likely out of any other shape "species" to be able to grow hair

flowers are naturally tall as shit!!!

flowers' spikes arent as "sharp" when theyre young- they "sharpen up" quite a bit as they get older, though

adding onto the last one, aquatic flowers' spikes are a little more on the duller side

other/unrelated to anything else:

some shapes dont have a "combat ability"

all of the group members of a certain area have meetups sometimes, and occasionally ALL of the groups meet up as a whole (pretty rare considering the size of Paradise, but it still happens at times!)

all the heroes have an odd obsession with going in and out of windows instead of doors. there could be an open door right next to a window and any one of them would still open the window and go right out of it

after Dub is defeated, every year on the anniversary of that day the Heroes get in a circle and chant "its not over til its over" to each other for exactly an hour straight. the caretakers were VERY worried initially, and debated calling an exorcist or something- but theyve grown used to it after like the first 3 years. but it still scares the shit out of anybody else who's unfortunate enough to witness it

in terms of the Trees creating the Heroes, creating and birthing are two different things. initially, the Tree creates the Hero BUT they aren't immediately taken out of the Tree– instead, theyre in a kitten-like state for like a week and then they lose that state afterwards. and a week after that they are FINALLY taken out of the Tree by their caretaker

[blinddreams24]

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“U-U-Ugh!” Complained the glitchy voice of your new companion. You were starting to understand why his name was Error. “Wh-Why did-d you ha-ha-have t-to nest-st s-so far away-ay-ay-ay?” It was like a broken record. You tried not to let it get to you but it was really annoying that every few minutes he’d complain like a fussy child. Big man baby ribbon eel.

“We’re Only One More Mile Away Error!” Blue chirped. He didn’t seem phased in the slightest by Error’s behavior. “Thank You For Agreeing To Come! It Really Means A Lot To Me!” He swam closer to Error but not close enough to touch. Error had been very strict about touch when you’d met him. So much so that he’d almost immediately attacked you even though you hadn’t even approached him. Blue had gotten between you and calmed Error with surprising speed. Error didn’t threaten you again after that.

“M-M-Mmh.” Error grumbled. “Wh-Whatever. You o-o-owe me-me f-f-for this-is.” He didn’t clarify what exactly Blue owed him. He also didn’t seem like the type ask favors of people, opting instead to get his own hands dirty.

Blue’s smile didn’t waver. “Of Course, Error! You Know I Love To Help!”

“Mhm-m-m.”

It was weird.

You could see the power in this beast. The way the water rippled and sharpened around him into silvery blue strings that whipped around in his agitation. The way Dream had immediately put Blue between him and Error before retreating back to his den, leaving you in Blue’s more than capable hands. The power blazing in his mismatched eyelights that made Nightmare’s cyan eye look tame. The way he didn’t hesitate in any decision because he was certain nothing could stop him anyways.

And yet he was easily calmed by your fellow dolphin siren.

Not completely calmed, Error still growled and hissed and was overall aggressive, he was just less likely to do anything rash while Blue was talking. Which encouraged you to keep Blue talking.

“So, uh…” You rubbed the back of your neck. “How are you both doing?” It felt dumb to ask, but you didn’t know either of these people really.

Blue chirruped. “I’m Doing Great! Thank You For Asking, Y/n! And How Are You? Does That Spot Still Itch?”

“Yeah, a little bit. But it’s not as bad as earlier. Thank you, by the way.”

“Of Course! I Am Always Glad To Help!”

“Wh-Wh-What a-are you ta-ta-talking about-out?” Error grouched, his brows furrowed at being left out of the conversation.

“Y/n Had A Suckerfish Stuck To Them And I Helped Them Get It Off.” Blue supplied.

Error laughed and his eyes locked onto you even though he was still talking to Blue. “A-A-Aww, Blue-ue-ue! Y-You c-c-could have-ave l-left it for a-a-a-a f-few min-min-minutes longer! I-I-I would-ld-ld h-have enjoy-joy-joyed th-that!”

Blue scowled sternly. “Error, We Don’t Leave People In Pain Just Because It’s Funny.”

“Y-Y-You don’t-t.” Error grinned, baring his sharp teeth.

Blue responded with a heavy hearted sigh. “Let’s Not. How Are You Doing, Error? Y/n Did Ask Both Of Us.” He turned the question on the destroyer curiously.

Error scoffed. “M-M-My peace-eace was int-interup-rup-rupted b-b-by two abom-ominations an-and an annoy-oy-oying dolphin-in. I’m ter-ter-terrible.”

“Aw, Thanks!” Blue whistled happily at the insult.

Okay. There was either something terribly wrong with these two or you were missing important information.

You had a feeling you wouldn’t get an answer to that.

“Y/n? Wait, Blue?!”

“Cross!” You and Blue chirped at the same time, turning toward the voice.

Cross caught sight of Error and hesitated as he came closer. “What are you doing here, Blue?” He asked, reaching out for your hand.

“Mweheheh!” Blue laughed. “I Am Here Because Y/n Invited Me! How Are You Doing, Cross?”

“Uh, I’m good, I guess. Y/n, what’s going on?” Cross’s tense gaze didn’t leave Error and the eel gave him a big toothy grin. He pulled you closer to himself.

You let him pull you. “So, you know how Killer got hyped up on positivity and Nightmare helped him balance out? And now Boss has been acting really tired?”

Cross’s brows scrunched together as he looked down at you. “…He has been really tired… but what does this have to do with Blue and Error?” His eyes shot back to the destroyer, who was starting to look annoyed.

Blue noticed Error’s frown. “Mweh! Would You Like To Answer That, Error?”

At the attention, Error relaxed and scoffed. “Y-Y-You t-tell him, B-B-Blue. I d-don’t care-are.” He crossed his arms and looked away.

“Of Course.” Blue smiled, as always, and turned to address Cross. “Y/n Had The Amazing Idea Of Inviting Me And Error Over To Help Nightmare Get Rid Of The Lingering Positivity In His Body. Dream Has Had A Similar Problem Before And Asked Me To Help As Well.”

Cross’s eyes darted between the three of you, more concerned than confused. He pulled you away. “I’d like to talk to y/n real quick.”

“Mweh! Of Course! We’ll Be Right Here When You’re Ready!” Blue chirped

“Sp-Sp-Speak f-for yourself-self.”

As Blue started entertaining Error, you and Cross took a sidebar. Cross pulled you around and held you by the shoulders.

“Y/n. What were you thinking? You left the pod and went to get Blue and Error all by yourself? Are you insane?” He snapped. You could see the worry behind his anger.

“I wasn’t alone. Dream helped me-.”

“That’s worse! Do you not remember what happened the other day?”

“I remember!” You shoved him away. “I’m the one that went through that! But Ink wasn’t there this time and Dream has only ever been nice to me. He just wants to fix things with Nightmare. Cross, he wants to help. Isn’t that a good thing?”

Cross hesitated and glanced back at your guests. “…Maybe. I’d say he has good intentions, but the guys… they won’t believe him for a second. He could just make things worse.”

“That’s why he’s not coming. Cross.” You pulled his focus back to you. “I brought Error and a message and I haven’t delivered either. Could you please help me?” You pleaded.

He glared at you, his eyelights dilating at you. “You’re ridiculous. Fine, I’ll help. I’ll let the guys know what’s going on. Just wait here and don’t do anything stupid.”

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll try. Be safe.”

Cross turned to your guests. “Blue, I will be leaving for a little while. Guard y/n, would you?” You punched Cross’s arm. You could take care of yourself!

Blue smiled. “I Will Help In Any Way I Can!” He chirped happily.

With that, Cross sped off for only a few minutes before returning with Dust. They escorted you and your guests into the trench while Error kept puffing up proudly and flashing his colors every time he glanced at Dust. Sure Dust wasn’t as pretty, but he didn’t have to rub it in.

You and Cross crested the edge of the trench first and you froze. Now that you knew, it was much easier to spot Nightmare’s exhaustion but you would have noticed anyways. The leviathan was laid out on the bottom of the trench, Killer circling his head and Horror worrying at his hand. Despite the worry from the boys, he had a comforting smile on his face as he tried to soothe them.

His eye was half-lidded.

“Boss.” Cross called carefully. “We brought help.”

Nightmare looked up and his eye caught on Error. The eel sneered at him, smug. Boss sighed. “I did not need help, Cross. I told you, nothing is wrong.”

“Y-Y-You look l-like a dying-ing st-st-starfish.” Error observed.

“Error!” Blue scolded.

“A-A-Am I wr-wrong??”

Ignoring the chaos that came with Error, you swam forward into the trench. Nightmare watched you swim all the way down. Killer and Horror didn’t acknowledge you in their worry.

“Nightmare,” You started. “I know you’re not okay. We know you’re not okay. Please let us help.”

Nightmare glanced between the four other sirens of the pod. He sighed. “If it will make you feel better.”

“Also, I have a message.”

Nightmare smirked at you. “Oh~? A message? From who?”

“From Dream.”

Everything stopped.

Killer, Horror, and Nightmare were staring at you with varying expressions of shock as Error cackled like a glitchy witch behind you.

“Y/n.” Killer said, tense. “You were talking to Dream?”

“Yes.” You responded boldly. “He’s been very helpful to me. He had a simple request, I said I’d do it.”

“Still.” Killer growled.

“Killer.” Nightmare warned. Killer backed off and swam down to join Horror. Nightmare looked back to you. “What is the message?”

“He said he wants to negotiate peace and I quote; ‘I swear on my apple I will let you have the first say.’ And said you can bring whoever.” You supplied. “Out in the dunes by Blue’s place.”

“What’s an apple?” Killer piped up.

“It’s a fruit on land. I don’t know why Dream was talking about it though. I’ve never seen or heard of an apple-like plant in the water.” You said, just as confused as Killer.

Nightmare hummed vaguely. “It’s not a normal apple. Y/n, did he set a date?”

“Uh… no. I think he wanted me to ask you.”

“Good. I will take time to recover and then I’d like you to be my messenger, y/n, to discuss a time to meet with my brother.”

“What?!?!” Yelled four sirens at once.

You smiled. “I’d love to, Nightmare.”

[true-blue-sonic]

Good morning/afternoon/evening! :D

🧡+Espilver for the ask game!

I really love your writing! It's so yummy if you know what I mean hehe, especially the espilver fanfics/oneshots! I must say you are one of my favorite authors :D

That is very kind of you, thank you for the compliments!💕💕

🧡 kissing in bed / lazy kiss / cuddling

"Do you think we're ever going to need a bigger bed?"

Pensively Silver studies the bed he and Espio have found themselves in- or rather, Espio's bed, really. Sure, when Silver had decided to stay in the past for good, the chameleon gallantly offered that the hedgehog was welcome to sleep in it. Together with him, as Silver would find out that very night; it had made a great day only better. But a lot of time has passed since then, and where the two of them had previously fitted perfectly snugly on the same mattress while laying on their backs as fluff and scales brushed together...

Sparks of cyan tugging Espio a bit closer so he doesn't topple right to the ground, what with how precariously he's teetering right at the edge of the bed, Silver hums. "You know, because of this."

Espio for his part merely raises an eyebrow as if he didn't nearly eat carpet two seconds ago. "Why? The two of us fit quite nicely, don't we?" follows, a gesture past their bodies following. Their bodies that are absolutely a bit taller and larger than when they met, and thus Silver pointedly prods Espio on his horn.

"You said I got broader shoulders. And I definitely got taller, too."

"I have not missed that," Espio, still the tallest between the two of them but secretly fearing to lose that spot, Silver heard from Vector once, nods sagely. "There is just one problem, love. Even if we need it... we can't pay for it."

"...Hm. Okay, good point." With how the Chaotix seem cursed to experience financial woes any other day, Silver can easily piece together that a whole new bed is perhaps not a main priority right now. That means they need to adapt until then; nothing he isn't used to, luckily. But... Scooting backwards as far as he can the hedgehog grimaces as his spines hits the wall far too quickly. Espio can lay down like this, if the both of them are on their sides-

Which allows for opportunities, Silver realises as his grimace flips right into a little grin. Promptly he scrambles around so he faces the wall instead, demanding psychokinesis tugging Espio right against the curve of his body. "But this will solve that, no?"

Espio knocks against him, a huff of breath sinking into Silver's mane as the chameleon flounders. "Silver-! Well, possibly," the response comes, followed by a bemoaning "However, I always sleep on my back, so we do need to find something for that."

Contently huffing as Espio's arm wraps itself around Silver's body the hedgehog nods. "I can sleep on your stomach tonight, then."

"Tenshi," the bemoaning-er response follows, "you also got heavier."

"So did you," Silver wastes no time in retorting, ears flicking madly. Not his fault that he's getting bigger and stronger by the day! But from what little he can crane his head around to glare at Espio he can easily glean the more amused little look on his beloved's face, a peck pressed between the two large quills on his head.

"Perhaps we can create something ourselves, with old furniture. We've got time to spare, after all. And then we can sleep in spacious comfort once more."

"First cuddles," Silver smugly orders, because he's found quite the comfy position like this, and he's not going to let Espio go until he's got his share of affection for rescuing the other's very life just now and also payment for these horrible teases. Luckily they can still fit on the bed in this way...

But if they do not anymore one day, he's really going to demand Espio get them more space to sleep in, Silver promises to himself.

Anything to safeguard these cuddles.

[impulsivefanwriter]

Hi hello, i hope your day is good. Anyway because i am a G a y n e r d, i wanted to ask if you would like to share your bruiseshipping lego movie hcs? If you’d like too of course, I just think their neat :D

Hi!! I would absolutely love to share them, it's very neat and I am also a gay nerd (well, bi <3)

So Blue (movie!Jay) is a bundle of anxiety who originally falls for Cyan (movie!Jay) for about 10 seconds when he firsts until he sees her lesbian pin and respectfully backs off (he does remain awkward around her for a while because he just thinks she's really cool).

His crush on his best friend is a lot longer than 10 seconds. Now, none of the Dorksquad are necessarily "subtle" about anything (looking at you, "Can I have a bathroom pass?"), and Blue is no different-- with the sole exception of flirting with his crush. Blue is really, really good at getting Black to hold his hand, wiggling his way into his friend's lap, getting him to pet his hair, all the like. Part of how he gets away with it so easily is that his best friend is... a little dense. Denser than a rock. See, Blue is a "really good friend" to him who just happens to really like physical affection and contact.

And thus the Dorksquad has a bet over which will happen first: Black will figure out Blue's crush, or Blue will confess to Black and ask him out.

Some other hcs:

As mentioned above, Blue LOVES physical affection, which is great for Black because he isn't very good at verbal affection but is really good at casual physical contact. Lots of hugs, cuddles, shoulder nudges, carrying, etc.

Blue is very light, especially with Black's strength-- it is not an unknown sight to see Blue carrying Blue around

As lightning and earth, Black and Blue are each other's elemental counterbalance (aka if one element starts getting too strong from emotions, physical contact with the other element user helps calm them down)

Black finds Blue extremely cute and keeps a photo of him in his mech when he fights as extra motivation

Black has written an entire album's worth of music about Blue. Blue turned bright red in the face when he first heard it, and still will every time one of the songs play

Black teaches Blue how to dance <3

Blue has offered to do a romantic flight in his jet as date, but Black is afraid of heights. Likewise, Black found a cool cave to explore with Blue, but Blue is afraid of underground caverns. They went out for bubble tea instead.

On the anniversary of Lilly's death, Blue always bring Black homemade cookies and pastries he made with his mom

Black helps Blue go collect child support payment from Cliff Gordon (who never freaking pays). He has intimidated the actor into remembering which of his many kids Blue is and that he did not, in fact, pay Blue's support yet this month. Or the last three months.

Blue shared his special scarf one winter while walking with Black. Black barely cries, but the softness of that trust sure brought him close

Do not mess with one. The other will mess you up (and if they can't, Cyan will mess you up for them). An angry Black is dangerous. An angry Blue is to be feared more than Garmadon.

[norbezjones]

More @juneofdoom ! This is Day 24: "Let’s get you cleaned up." I did incorporate some of of the keywords (stitches & bandages).

Takes place: before Romance The Backrooms occurs

Contains: injured & bleeding Kalcal, scene where Zenobos has to stitch up the wound

Other things to know: this story takes place in the backrooms. Before Kalcal & Zenobos met the other 3 main characters (Glarence, Adiel, & Uri), the two of them were traveling together.  I wrote a story about how they met and started doing that here.

___________

“Ahahahaha!” Kalcal exclaimed, dancing next to the body of the hound he had slain.  “Another victory for me!”

“Um, K-Kalcal?” Zenobos stammered from behind him.  “You’re bleeding. . .”

Kalcal frowned, looking at his arms and trying to find the injury.  Sure enough, there was a gash on his shoulder, and cyan-colored blood was pouring out of it.  Had the hound scratched him with its claws?  He hadn’t even noticed.

Zenobos was turning pale, and he took off his backpack.  “I-I have medical supplies,” he told Kalcal.  “B-But I can’t stand the sight of b-blood. . . You’ll have to tend to the wound yourself, o-ok?”

“Okey-doke!” Kalcal said with a shrug.

Zenobos sat down on the floor, and Kalcal went next to him.  Zenobos took a few items out of his bag: a needle, thick thread, wet wipes, and wrap-around bandages.  “Here, use these to sew up the wound and tend to it,” Zenobos said, holding the items out but looking away as much as possible.

“Thanks, buddy!” Kalcal exclaimed, taking the items.  “I’ve never sewn up my own flesh before—this is gonna be fun!”

Zenobos put a hand over his mouth, looking sick.  “D-Don’t say that. . . I feel like I’m going to puke.”

“Oh, sorry buddy,” Kalcal said.  “I’ll just focus on this then, ok?”

Zenobos nodded.  “Y-Yeah."

Kalcal threaded the needle and looked down at his shoulder.  He tried to get a good angle, but soon found a problem.  “Hey Z,” he said, “I kinda can’t see what I’m doing here. . .”

Zenobos gulped.  “A-Are you asking me to do it then?”

“If that’s ok.  Sorry, I just don’t want to mess this up.”

Zenobos sighed and swallowed hard.  After a moment of silence, he said, “O-Ok then.  Give me the needle.”

Kalcal did so.  Zenobos turned to look at the wound, bringing his hands over to the gash.  “I-I’m going to start now, ok?” he said, trying not to get sick.

“Yep!” Kalcal replied.

Zenobos swallowed hard, and then, he brought the needle into Kalcal’s skin.  Kalcal screamed, and Zenobos winced—hold on, wait a minute.  Was that a scream, or a laugh?

“Are you ok?” he asked Kalcal.

“I’m fine, it just tickles!” Kalcal exclaimed, laughing again.  “Go ahead.”

Zenobos sighed and turned back to the wound.  Trying not to think too hard about the gruesome task before him, he started stitching up the wound.

Kalcal’s laughter throughout the process actually made it easier, not harder.  It made Zenobos pretend to himself that he was doing something fun & innocent, something nice. . . He could dream at least.

It was over faster than he expected, thankfully.  He soon found himself cutting the thread, cleaning the wound, and wrapping it.  “Phew,” Zenobos said, letting out a sigh of relief.  “I-I’m glad that’s done with. . .”

“Thanks, buddy!” Kalcal exclaimed, giving Zenobos a great big hug, startling the scared little entity.  “You’re the best!”

Zenobos smiled and patted Kalcal’s arm.  “N-No worries.”

Kalcal let him go and asked, “How’d you know how to do that, anyways?”

The question brought back a flood of memories.  There was a lot Zenobos could say in that moment, but he simply responded, “A human I met taught me.”

“A human, huh?” Kalcal echoed, grinning.  “That’s nice!”

Zenobos nodded, then changed the subject.  “Let’s stay here for a while,” he said.  “After a fight like that, you need rest.”

Kalcal nodded.  “Whatever you say, doc!”

[violethursday]

YOU

Fellow cephalopod enjoyer

DO YA HAVE ANY REFERENCES FOR YA AGENTS WITH YOUR HCS FOR THEM

If not

I WILL DRAW THEM

BOY DO I!

Captain 3: Masahiro "Hiro" Ikeda

Biromantic demisexual, age 24

He has pretty bad sight, so he uses glasses (the half-rim glasses)

^

Has a tired-looking face

Unlike in this photo, he has the "hipster" hairstyle and wears his Octo Expansion fit (but with sweatpants)

Has a facial scar from the events of Octo Expansion

Really really quiet

^

Despite that he was a theatre kid in high school

Plays a bit of guitar

Main color is the classic blue from the first Splatoon game

Likes to use E-Liter (sometimes uses scope) and Squiffer

Dresses up like 2-D from Gorillaz

He and his twin sister Riko were classmates with Callie and Marie pre-Splatoon 1

Is a diehard Squid Squad fan and is still slightly salty for Ikkan leaving the group

Second shortest of the group (5'7')

Agent 4: Celeste Cousteau

Sapphic transgirl, age 19

She's not a squid but instead a cuttlefish and has w-shaped pupils

Eyes are kinda shaped like the eye emoji

👁

She also has a bunch of freckles!

Can be quite reckless

Likes to wear the black fishfry bandana

Local girlfailure

Main color is magenta

Likes to use the Enperry Dualies and Bloblobber Deco

Kinda dresses similar to May from Pokemon

Her mom forced her to play cello but eventually quit for the drums (will angrily shred on the cello if asked to play it)

Has 2 older sisters, a younger sister, and a younger brother

Ink Theory fan!

Second tallest of the group (5'9')

Agent 8: Octavia Takowasa

Pansexual demigirl, age 24

She's Octavio's daughter via severed tentacle

Quite similar to their dad in terms of personality though acts more formal whenever she's leading

Despite having cyan eyes in this pic, they're blue with green sclera and more shaped like the rival octolings

Still likes using her Octoleet Goggles even after the events of Octo Expansion

Girlboss

Has been married to Hiro since March of 2022 (around the time when the Cherry blossoms bloom in Japan)

Likes using Octobrush and Splatana Wiper

Just like her father, they're a DJ (she sometimes samples some of Octavio's music). They're also great at playing the bass guitar!

Sometimes uses a modified version of Callie's hypnoshades at their concerts

Main color is a dull red-violet (which is DJ Octavio's swim form color)

Their fashion sense is a cross of Envy Adams from Scott Pilgrim and Yuko Suzuhana from Waggakki Band

Fan of both Off the Hook and the Squid Sisters' songs

Tallest member of the group (5'11')

Neo Agent 3: Marnie Aretz

Non-binary, age 14

Pupils are infinity-shaped (like Marina and Acht's)

Has a beauty mark on their upper right lip

Eyes are slightly more square with a thousand-yard stare

Very straightforward about things

Acht's (and Paul's) cousin via Marnie's dad and Acht's mom being siblings.

Child prodigy in engineering

Good at playing the keyboard

Really likes eating pineapples for some reason

Main color is a combination of dark indigo with rival octoling red tips

Likes using Big Swig Express and Nautilus 79 (which are my main weapons)

Despite having the surfcurl in this picture, Marnie mostly wears their hair in a ponytail

Didn't really have many friends when they were younger for being "weird" so they just focused on their education instead (totally not projecting myself onto them)

Dresses up like a "midwest emo"

Dedf1sh and Sashimori fan (obviously)

Shortest of the group (5'1')

[stardust-musings]

Rank the colours of the rainbow

(Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet)

Oh hey, a surprise ask! Yay! :D

Never actually thought about that so I had to give it some time to mull it over.

First things first, I think it's probably because of my artist brain but I'm in team "6 colours in a rainbow" (Sorry, Newton, I don't believe in evil numbers!). So I'm all sorting this along the categories of the colour wheel:

And out of those I do gravitate towards the secondary and tertiary colours - look how pretty they are! So with that said, if I had to stick to the ROYGBIV system:

7. Yellow: Idk why pure yellow isn't doing it for me because I love its neighbouring tertiary and secondary colours but in its pure form the brightness isn't easy on the eyes to me. So yeah, one's gotta be last I guess.

6. Indigo (today classified as Blue): This is where it's getting a bit weird because classic "rainbow blue" is actually cyan and "rainbow indigo" is actually blue. So I put indigo where I'd put normal blue. There are some really nice shades of blue but as primary colours go it's middle of the road for me.

5. Red: I like warm colours so I guess red wins out in the ranking of primary colours.

4. Blue (today classified as Cyan): So, with the classic vs. modern colour confusion going on, I'm just gonna put it here. It's a bright blue with a tint of green because the colours are blending into each other anyway. It's very "do you love the colour of the sky?" and yeah, I guess, I do, it's fine. haha

3. Green: Normal green can be a bit boring but I like it because of the obvious association with nature. It calms the mind, easy on the eyes. Nice.

2. Orange: I love the warmths of orange without the aggressiveness of red. It's a lovely bright colour without the strain of yellow. Great all around!

1. Violet: Top tier secondary colour - it's so pretty! Perfect blend of warm and cold colours. Used right it makes every painting pop! Love it.

So there you go! Thanks for the ask ✨

[yakumtsaki]

Spice and Cyan are the last cousin-fuckers left standing and are proving impossible to break up. I'm inclined to blame the fact Sugar and June also had the hots for each other and passed these destructive genes on to these losers but whatever it is they're just annoyingly into each other.

Now I'm not gonna lie, I did almost waver cause I was like 'man you know what they're second cousins so at the end of the day truly who cares, maybe I should just let them stay together and create one Union super-bebe'.. and then I see this:

In case you can't tell from this amazing screenshot they have ONE BOLT. ONE. ALL THIS DRAMA OVER ONE BOLT ARE YOU KIDDING ME

-What is drama compared to someone you almost desire? -Oh baby, the mediocrity of my passion for you is too much to bear!

-This lukewarm hot tub water is the perfect metaphor for our love.. -Exactly, it's the water of the womb and we all know that's where that sole bolt is even coming from!

UGH. Also man the difference between your noses is UNREAL, now I'm more worried about that if you procreate than the incest.

-Hahahaha, as expected I'm the only one of this trash family that's in a non-disgusting relationship!

Felina no offense but you could afford to add some drama cause you've become boring af.

-People are sick of all this perverted nonsense! They want someone dignified and happily monogamous!

Ya idk sis, I mean look at Barth dislocating his entire spine as we speak:

-I SENSE BETRAYAL AGAIN. WHO DARES CHEAT ON ME NOW

-JIMMY, BACK IN THE ARMS OF MY COUSIN THAT I RIGHTFULLY STOLE YOU FROM. AND TO THINK I WAS GONNA MARRY YOU WHEN I WON THE HEIRSHIP

-You were??

-OF COURSE NOT

Bro I can't, the entire house hates Barth other than Meadow and her billion nice points and Spice who is his childhood bestie. Note that he and Sunset have that goddamn amour fou and are independently becoming un-enemies, which I'm NOT GONNA LET HAPPEN.

-Ok Barth, let's get drunk and make some reckless and sexy decisions!

SUNSET GODDAMMIT IT

-Why do you keep cockblocking us? You know our kids would be hot!

I DONT CARE

-Ya right! Don't act like you haven't thought about it!

IM NOT LISTENING TO THIS

-You know we would produce a hot, psycho turbo-Union! A little Jojo or Jojette, untainted by non-Union DNA, one freakshow to rule them all!! Look into your heart, you know it to be true!!!

ENOUGH, STOP TRYING TO SEDUCE ME WITH THE PROMISE OF COMICALLY INSANE OFFSPRING, SUNSET. EVERYONE FUCK OFF TO BED RIGHT NOW, GOODNIGHT

-AND GOOD MORNING, LOSERS

WTF. Why are you here we've paid our bills!

-BUT YOU HAVEN'T PAID THE INCEST TAX

-OMG THERE'S A FIRE🌞

-OMG THE REPOMAN IS HERE TO TAKE OUR SHIT

-OMG THE STREAKER KILLED OUR FISH

What??

-I JUST DON'T WANNA ADMIT IM STILL CRYING OVER BARTHOLOMEW

NOOOO NOT OUR BEAR STATUE WE'VE HAD IT SINCE GENERATION 1! PLEASE JUST TAKE ONE OF THE KIDS INSTEAD

-YOU SHOULD HAVE PAID YOUR BILLS

WE FUCKING DID

-PLEASURE DOING BUSINESS WITH YOU FLOPS

FUCK YOU, REPOMAN, WE'RE NOT FLOPS

-WAAAAAAAAH I CAN'T BELIEVE HE TOOK OUR BEAR

Oh great, now half these flops are in aspiration failure, that's just what the doctor ordered.

-OMG AND NOW THE OTHER PLANT IS ON FIRE

BRO WTF IS HAPPENING WE'RE CURSED

-WE ARE AND WE ALL KNOW WHO'S TO BLAME

-HE'S BEEN BAD LUCK SINCE HE WAS BORN

-Can you harpies take this somewhere else, I'm trying to get high here!

-KILL HIM

OK NO. No one's killing anyone, we're NOT cursed, ok?

-We're broke, afflicted with a bills glitch, fires keep starting and half the house is in aspiration failure!

Well let's be real, the broke part is on you.

-US??

You idiots are averaging a D each semester because you're too busy fucking each other, beating each other up or both..

..I mean freaking Jimmy is on academic probation, I have never gotten this before in all the years I've played this game, this is the worst college run of all time.

-WHAT IS YOUR POINT

My point is the bar is in hell so let's just get out of this run alive, ok? Now you kids make nice!

-Well, Failina, now that I'm looking at you up close I guess putting lipstick on a pig does work sometimes.

-For my next move, I'll shove my queen in your other eyehole.

See, now isn't this nice? And I think I figured out what caused the bills thing so everything should be fine now..

-THINK AGAIN BITCH

OH FFS

-I'M HERE TO FREE THIS NEIGHBORHOOD FROM YOUR TERRIBLE SPOKEN WORD POETRY

Ok you know what I'm actually fine with that one, take it- Um do I hear hearts??

UH WHAT????

-THAT'S RIGHT IM IN LOVE WITH KEA FOR NO CLEAR REASON

WTF

-We've been friends for a long time-

You have?? Man I really need to pay more attention around here.

-Yes well you can't help being useless!

Very true! Well please, continue, let me just call someone over-

-YOU LEFT THE HOT TUB OF LUKEWARM LOVE TO CHEAT ON ME???

Man I know, it's so terrible! Anyway-

-HOW DARE YOU BE UPSET WITH ME FOR CHEATING ON YOU

CYAN WTF LOL

-YASSSS BEAT HIS ASS UP BABE HE DESERVES IT

DOES HE?? Cyan you are one crazy bitch, I love it.

-I take after my mom! :D

Which one, they're both insane! :D

-What's it take to get your number? What's it take to bring you home? Hurry up, it's time for supper, order up, I'm hot to go🎵

Alright well Chapell karaoke seals it, Kea, welcome to the family!

-You mean it this time right, you won't fuck me over again like when I was engaged to Sophito?

LOL I forgot about that but no I'm certain this one is gonna work out, unless crazy ass Cyan goes back to one of her cousins

-What?

I said start planning the wedding!

[aosiawritings]

The time Hasbro stole Disney (Meeker’s dump lost episode by TariqToons Tv)

Cw for murder gore, swearing. Very scary 😢

It was a dark and stormy night. Supply Bag was on the couch, watching My Little Pony, his favorite show next to South Park. Plug walked up to him.

“Supply bag, stop hogging the damn tv I need to watch Breaking bad and stop hogging all the hot Cheetos”

Supply bad looked back at his roommate with sympathy in his eyes, setting the bag down.

“Sorry plug, but, its a good show! You can watch with me if you want and we can both watch My Little Pony!”

Plug groaned.

“no thanks you.”.

He went upstairs and slept through his summer. All of the sudden, he heard a highpitched, yet muscular laughter. It came from the tv. He approaches the Televisom and sees Mickey mouse with hyper realistic-

“This is bullshit.”

Turns it off. He goes back to bed, unfazed.

Downstairs, Supply bag continues watching MLB and doesnt realize the static background. Probably that new TV malfunctioning in one day! That is not good!he walks towards the tv. He calls out for Plug. Plug comes downstairs

.

“What?” He said

“The TV is making weird noises!” Supply bag replied.

“God fucking damn it. Let me see.”

Plug examines the somehow malfunctioning tv, however, this was not a normal malfunction. It has pink glowing. Which turned into rainbow glowing.

“Oh fuck,” they both said.

Right before they could say anything they transported to the pony world! In the TV!

“Where are we?” Plug asked as supply bag Sgasped.

“We’re in Ponyworld! Yay!!!!!!”

“great.”

They look around the world together, it was so nice and pink.

“Hey there new friends! Welcome to My little pony! :D”

“Oh boy, a new pony sheep thing!” Plug looked in disgust as SB said that, excidetly.

Then 2 others appeared one was a black haired woman with flowers in her head with a green leafy dress. Another was a short man who is assumed. To have jaundice colorful helmet and wings.

The sheep pony declared themselves

“I’m Dusk Bellwhether!”

“I’m mother earthel!”

“And I’m Trainbow!!!”

They looked at the three ponies?

“Uhmm… questions. Why aren’t you guys actual ponies? I mean, you guys are nice, but this is My Little Pony, not My little Brony. Hope this helps!”

Silence. S

“SILENCE”

A voice yelled, startling the object duo.

“Now what?” Plug snarled.

A blonde girl, about 16 years old, blonde short hair with girly purple and cyan clothes.

“Welcome to pony world! I am nizzei, the princess of ponies!”

“What- serious,,, YOU’RE NOT EVEN A PONY-“

“Anyways, wanna tour?” She smiles

“I’m glad too, I’m supply bag, and this is plug, he’s a rough guy! But he has a heart of gold.”

“Can you not say tha-“

“Wonderful, let’s get started!”

Nizze teleports them because she is a alicorn princess

“This is canterlot, this is equestria! And we have so much more to show!”

“This is the library, I love reading! Just like twilight did!” Dusk says.

“This is cloudsdale, a plathe for pegathai!” Trainbow added as they teleport to the clouds.

“And this is Ḥ̷̢̛͙͈͇̤̖͖͎͖̫͍̝̖̰͎̱̗͍͚͉͍̞̰̝̲̳̉̒̐̽̈́͊͂̉̽̋̊͗̐̒̋̆͛͂͂̈́̚͘͜ę̸̧̡̛̩̠̼̬͍̫͎̻͓͙̝̮̩̰̤̲͇̺͉̩̩̜̉̐̌̾̈́̃̉͌͌́́́̅̔̓̆́̔̊͒̄͌̈́̅͆̀̿̉̃̄̉̀͊͊̀̃̃̋́̔͘͜͠͝͝͝l̴̨̨͎̤̝̺̩̻͙͖̳̭̟̳͚͖̥̰̝̞̯̣̘̗̫̝̪̲̘͚̰̬͎̦͕̈́̈́͊̅͐̂̉͆͌̋͐̈́̐̃͑͛͛̉̾̉͊͊͌͌͂́̍͋̈́̏͂̓͒͒́̌̆́͂̀̍̕̕̚͝͝p̷̨̡̡̨̛̙̗̳̹͚̰̻̭͇͚̪̫͛̋͊̀̈̏̅͋́͒̎͌͑̏́̅͝ͅ ̷̡̪̜͓̜̬̙͇͙̮̟͔̘̻̞͙̞̗͎̱̬̻̣̲̬͉̭͔̦̜͙͚̲̙̓̈́̋̒̃͋̎̋̽̿̇̀̽̔̿̈͌̀̑̇̕̕̚͜͝m̴̯̍̾͗͗̆̔͋͐̉̈̅͌͠e̶̡̛̯̠͉̤͖̻͍̬̘̼̰̜̥̜͑̑̄̀̔̏̌̀̂̂̂͆̒̽̔̀̔͂̀̓̅̆̆̂̀̈́̾͐̐̂͘̚͘͘͠͠͝ ̶̘͈͙͑͌̍͗͐̈̆̇͊͊͋̈́͌́̓̒̆͋̀̃͒͊͘̚̚͜͝͝I̶̛̱̬̰̣͎̙̥̫͓̼͎̝͇̪̓͌̀̍̑̋͑́͆̐̈́̈͠͝ͅͅ ̴͓̬͍͎͍̦̻̘̦͕̤̬̅̿̍͝ͅm̵̡̨̧̛̯̺̟͓̪̫̲̤̣̘̭̳̰̜̪̽̈̒̅̕͘i̸̛͆́͑̑̑̃̍͌̈́̈́̐ͅş̶̡̥͉̭͉͉̳̮̩̳̥̳̜̹̻̻̓͌̒̈́ş̵͕͖̼̣̠͙̝͓̞̥̝͙͚̬͐́̊́́̒͑̈́̍̀̃̒̂̃̊̐̄̋̽̓̌̑͛̀̚̚͝͝͝͝͠ͅ ̸̢̡̡̛̛̛͕͍̘͙̪̭̞̙̯̾̏̓̎͛̂̄͐̓͗͗̿͐̿̿̓́̓̉͆̾̒͘̚͜͜͝m̵̲̞̙̠̻͙̄̐̀̾̌̎̽̾͋͑̆̅̏̅̓̈́̄͗̽͑̈́̓̑́͊̓̀̏̈͌̑̀̍̊͝͝͝͝͠y̶̛̖͆̀̽̌̿̽͌͆̄̃̽̽̊̒̍̾̄͐̆̉̊͐͛́̿́̊͆͆͝͝͠͝ ̷̛̛̛̛̙͖͔͖̝͚̜͔̘̱̖̖̗̼͈̓̐̏̿̈̌̈̒͂͗̎̓̾̔̆̑̍̈́͂̑̉̈́̅̋̕͝͠͝d̸̨̧̡̨̧̳̱̰̼͈̰̝̗̠͙͇̖̭̼̺͈̰̥̪̼̘̰̊͒͛̅̿̂͋̈̐͌̊̒͂̇͂́́͗̂̒͘͝ą̵͍͈̘͎̳̘̟̰̫̆̑̿̓̍͋̍́̈́̃͊̀͊̃̋̚u̷̡̖͙̪̯̥̰̠̰̞͔͍̹̻̞̯̙͕̯̓́̔̌͌̋̋̍̀̐̀̇̍̄͒̚͘̕͝ͅͅģ̵̨͉̝̳̥̩͎̘͔̗̯̦͕͉͍̱̬̼͇̤͈͍͍͎̗̍͆̀́̊̄̌͊̇̀͊͋̔͗̒̈́͆̐͌̕͜͝͝h̸̛̳̗̻̖͙̫̱͇͇̻̣̟͈͇̞̪̒͆̑̈́̀̍̅̏͒͐̊̉̃̿͊͛̀̂͆̄͛́͛̊͘̚͝ͅţ̸͓͕̭̹͕̯͎̪̮̜͖͉͚̩̳͉͍̻͙͚͖̜͔̫̹̼̱̳̻͎̩͙̼̺̙̝̘̮͖̀̂͒͂̏̃̏͋͐̈́͛̌̂̓̈́̽̓̓̒̓̄̈̓͐̒͆̕̕̚͜͠͝͝͝ͅͅȩ̷͓̝͎̹̳̼̗̪͙̗͉̬̰͓̙͇̹̩̖̻̖̗͙̦̭̱̤̟̣̮̬̳͈̟̘̥̱̑̌̐̆̂͘͜͜͝ͅr̴̡̛̫͚̬̺̖͉̗̭͔̗̹̹̱͈̖̩̊͌̈́̅̐͊͂̊͆̈̄̍̓̂͊̈̿̒͊̊̏͌̿̎͐̕͘͜͝”

Silence again.

“End of tour! Wait… OH NO I FORGOT! THE TRANSFORMATION!”

“The what?” Plug commented.

Nizziw walks up to them and wraps her arms around the duo. Kidnapping them. They were sent to the dark place.

“Last part of the tour, become us!”

“What… WHERE ARE WE?” plug demanded.

“The transformation place, silly! It’s required by equestrian law!”

“That doesn’t seem… nice! I think we should just-“

“Just what, supply bag??? let two measly objects roam around our place without moderation??? I wont let that happen..”

Her eyes turned hyper realistic bloody red.

“Seriously, I’d rather die than watch this.” Plug commented again.

“NO! PLEASE THERES GOTTA BE ANOTHEE WAY!”

The three “ponies” who were now Dawn bellwhether, Mother Goethel, and turbo transformed into more darker and eviler versions of themselves with hyperrealistic blood eyes,

“Seriously, oh my god, think of something original guys!”

“Our little pony! Our little pony, that is what friendship’s all about,” they sang an repeated. Like a cult.

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The four ponies growled. All of the sudden. A bald man with a mustache and glasses with a sidepartner with lab coats came in.

“Jesse. We need to cook.”

The ponies were terrified.

Then men used their abilities to defeat the so called ponies and saved Plug and SB.”

“Your welcome boys.”

They go back home and rethink their life choices.

“Plug, if I ever learned anything.”

Silence 3.

“What is it?.”

“I’ll never watch My little pony alone, ever again.”

“Know what? I’ll watch it with you.l

Then uhh the end.

[jimothy-g-brooks]

My D&Derivative [Alignment]

Part I

Instead of the normal 3x3 grid, I have this, a circle that implies a morality system that loops back in on itself. The primary "pure" alignments are the labelled colors there along the cardinal points, Blue, Green, Red and Purple, roughly coordinating with Good, Neutral, Evil and Complicated. However, I'll be sticking with the color names, as the normal alignment names are rather loaded. Using color names lets me control the narrative. There are no truly "in-between" alignments, but each "pure" alignment has a pair of border alignments: Cyan(<-Blue->)Indigo, Lavender(<-Purple->)Rose, Pink(<-Red->)Orange & Yellow(<-Green->)Aqua.

The colored labels in the corner are the ends of axis used for the alignment system that when mapped out may form a 2x2 grid turned on its side. I preferred a circle, because it accomplished a few things. I thought it was prettier and more unique compared to the grid. I thought it made the idea of each alignment blending into one another easier to visualize, going around in a circle. It brough home an idea that there is no middle ground in the center of an empty circle, you have to pick a side or, more succinctly, a point at the edge of this circle.

Selfless vs Selfish represent motivations, goals and drives, are you trying to broadly help all others or are you only interested in helping you and yours. Competence, capability and comprehension aren't accounted for in this system: It's broadly assumed that the goals you are pursuing are being achieved and your purported selflessness or lack thereof isn't just wishful thinking.

Callous vs Careful isn't disengaged from motivation but it is concerned more with action. Another if somewhat extreme way to put it is Maximizing Harm vs Minimizing Harm. Though the exact form that will take will differ, especially with "Careful", on whether you mean to help others beyond your own connections or just help yourself and your own. If you're of a Callous variety, someone who carelessly or purposefully leaves pain and suffering in your wake, whether your intentions were good or were selfish might be purely academic, or they might make all the difference.

When you go about trying to selflessly help others, do you care about collateral? Are you the type to ruthlessly slaughter every bandit and bandit-adjacent person in the forest to keep a region full of strangers safe? When you capture the slavers' collaborator, do you skip straight to torture to get him to tell you where the children are? What awful things are you willing to do some people to help some other people? And do you do it all because you genuinely trying help, genuinely believe this evil will result in a better good for the world?

While the other alignments can be self-explanatory, the Purple alignment can be harder to pin down but hopefully the above question-prompts help sell the mindset. It should be not outside the realm of possibility for a Blue aligned and Purple aligned character to work together towards a common goal, possibly even operate in the same group long term, albeit with some friction. They both want to help people.

Purple and Red might work together for a little while, if Red can focus on hurting the right people and not attract Purple's ire. Otherwise, Red is exactly the sort of person Purple is looking to hurt. Green and Purple are exact opposites and possibly have the most friction, the least reason to interact. At best, Purple might think of Green as a bystander and, at worst, a small minded petty cowards. Green would consider Purple to be a sanctimonious lunatic who's great crusade is rivalled only by the great body count that crusade leaves behind.

Part II: Greater & Lesser alignments and associated Outsiders

[skitariiposting]

Skittles! Blue energy instead of red! Still a WIP.

Oooooooh turquoise, cyan and brass! I. love. this. color scheme!

Very good for a wip, the color placements are looking great already!

Nicely done on the detailing, too, very sharp!

Omnissiah speed fren, be sure to send pics when they're done and dusted :D

Greem, brass, skit, lovely.

Skit's rating: 11/10 (for greem)