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duckit7 · 1 year ago

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Online Dating Can Be Hard 13

It's been a while since I posted. I'm going to try to put chapters out again like I did before, but unfortunately no promises. Life and stuff. I hope you guys enjoy thought!

Oh and as always, fair warning there is some strong language.

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I couldn’t keep from buzzing at work. The thoughts of last night twirling around my head. Kate was dazzling and the night was unforgettable. I smiled like a fool as I typed away answering to the newest work order.

Suddenly my office door swung open and Heidi sauntered in. “Cammy Jammy! Tell me how your human mistress is doing! I need some excitement in my life.” She said sliding into the chair across from me.

“Kate is not my mistress Heidi! She is just a friend…” I groaned.

“Call her whatever you want we both know you have the hots for her.” Heidi waved dismissively. I could feel the heat rising into my cheeks. How did she know? “Cam you have been grinning like a fiend since you clocked in this morning. This was after you stressing over what to wear all week! You kept babbling about how you had a formal event. I figured the only person who would bring you to a formal event was Kate. So spill Romeo. I want all the details. Even the dirty little ones.” She said giving me a wink.

If possible the red in my cheeks deepened. “It was ahh… great…” I said fiddling with my fingers as I adverted her gaze.

“You are impossible Cam!” Heidi’s eyes rolled so hard I could almost feel it. “Come on! Out with it!”

I swallowed hard trying to keep from gushing, but as I opened my mouth all my feelings came tumbling out. “Heidi it was amazing! Kate wore this beautiful black dress with a slit up the side and a little make-up. The event itself was so so, but Kate made it a great time. People judged us a little, but we ignored them. When the party started to get boring we slid out into the garden. And well… We danced… together… it was magical!”

Heidi smiled a Cheshire grin. “You danced, eh? You guys are the cutest!”

I smiled into my hands as my mind relived the feeling of her fingers in them. “Heidi I think I really like her… Like really really like her…”

Heidi shook her head and said kindly, “What tipped you off to that dummy? So.” Heidi paused as her smacked her hands on her thighs. “When is the next time you guys are getting together?"

I shrugged, “Tomorrow I think. Our one friend Marcy’s birthday is tomorrow. Sal, our other friend, reserved a human parvus friendly escape room. We are planning on going there and then getting some drinks afterward. Kate flies to Canada today and is not sure if she will be back in time though… So we will see.”

Heidi leaned in. “Well for your sake I hope she can make it.” She said before standing up to leave. “Good luck Cammy! I’m expecting updates!” She said tossing a peace sign before closing the door behind her.

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Somehow my flight miraculously landed early. I told everyone to start the escape room without me because I was sure I was going to be late. Some higher power was looking out for me though as I pulled into the parking lot with 3 mins to spare. My heart was racing knowing I was going to see Cam. Why did he make me nervous like this? We were just really good friends, right? I pushed these thoughts aside as I jogged up to the front desk.

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I was trying hard not to look disappointed when we got the news that we should start the escape room without Kate. I was looking forward to seeing her. The show must go on though. I sat back in Pete’s hand as we entered the room. He was a kind man with soft hands, but they didn’t give me the same feeling of security as Kate’s. I took a couple of deep breaths to steal my nerves.

He set me down next to Sal and Marcy on the table in the middle of the room. “3 minutes till start.” A voice said over the intercom. “Good luck!”

“Here we go!” Marcy said giddy as a little schoolgirl.

Sal lounged off to the side of her with his signature cool demeanor as he looked haphazardly around the room. “This is going to be a piece of cake Marcy.” He said giving her a fist bump.

They were my friends and I knew I should feel a part of the group, but without Kate I felt like an outsider. My mind started to wander as I stood off to the side waiting for the door to close.

“Hold up!” a familiar voice said as the mediator was about to close the door. I whipped my head around to see Kate fill the doorway. She was smiling from ear to ear, “Made it just in time!”

“Perfect! I’m glad you could make it!” Pete said punching her arm softly.

“Me too! Got really lucky. My flight landed early leaving me with just enough time to speed here.” She joked.

“We will definitely crush this now that Kate is here!” Marcy squealed.

“Hopefully! Happy birthday by the way!” Kate chuckled. She then turned, letting her eyes fall on me. My heart felt like it would beat out of my chest as she approached. “Hey” she said as she leaned on the wall near me.

“Hey” I replied trying to act cool.

“You look good today. I like that shirt on you. Fits nice.” She said with a side smile.

“Thanks! I’m glad you could make it.” I probably sounded bashful as all git up as I rubbed the back of my head. Did she know her words had such a hold over me?

“Let the games begin!” The voice announced of the loud speaker, breaking the moment between Kate and I.

“Let’s go Marcy barcy and Cammy boy! Where should we search first?” Sal’s voice was playful as he draped one arm around me and the other around Marcy.

We looked around the table for a while. Sal found a key chain in the shape of a skull and Marcy found a locket. I on the other hand had no luck. The only thing I had to show after going through two of the 6 boxes on the table was a paper clip.

“Hey Cam, can I borrow you over here for a second?” Kate said as she crouched to be eye level with me.

“Sure!” I exclaimed. I could never say no to those big blue eyes.

She laid her hand softly in front of me. “Don’t hesitate Cam.” I whispered to myself before closing my eyes and propelling myself up. I was in the air crossing the room in seconds.

“There seems to be a parvus sized tunnel right here. Want to check it out for any clues?” Kate said as she set her hand on the edge of the shelf.

“Yes ma’am!” I said with a salute before disappearing into the hallway. There were dim overhead lights to illuminate the corridor while giving off a creepy aura. “You got this Cam. You want to look brave and strong in front of Kate don’t you?” I mumbled to myself. Slowly I made my way further in till the path was cut off by a wall with a button in the middle of it. I shrugged to myself before leaning all of my body weight into the switch. I heard a door on the other side of the tunnel whoosh closed. “Duck…” I grumbled to myself. Jogging to the other end I was met with the light brown sheen of the wooden door in my way. “Great… Just great… Not only is this place creepy as shit I now can’t get out…” I groaned.

“Cam?” Kate said through the door. “Cam are you ok?

“Yeah I’m fine… Just stuck now…” I yelled back.

“Hold on. We will try to find another switch to try to get you out.” She replied.

My back slid down the door as I plopped on the ground waiting for my savior to open the door. I could hear everyone rustling about outside while my eyes stared down the hallway. The place had me on edge and the last thing I needed was to have something sneak up on me while I was trapped in here. My heart skipped a beat as I saw movement out of the corner of my eye.

“Hey you guys…” I yelled, “Can you guys hurry up?” My voice was uneasy as the movement started to form into a figure. I squinted my eyes to get a better idea of what it was. Legs started to stretch their way forward. Fear gripped me as I immediately recognized the creature as a spider. “Guys please hurry the Fuck up!!” I screamed desperately.

“Cam are you ok?” Kate’s voice was filled with worry.

“No! No I am not ok! There is a spider in here! Get me the fuck out of here!” I shouted. The creature slowly materialized before me. One of my greatest fears in life was spiders and now I was stuck in this stupid tunnel with one.

“Hold on Cam. We are going to get you out.” I could feel Kate lay her hand on the door behind me.

I know my friends were moving as fast as they could but it was not enough as the arachnid inched closer. I could start to make out its beady eyes and large fangs.

“I think I found something!” I heard Pete say in the background. “Marcy do you still have that locket?” I could hear the clicking as the two worked on their task.

The spider continued its methodical march. This is it I thought to myself. No shot I’m getting out of here alive. “Hey Kate.” I said low so only she could here it.

“Yeah Cam?” I could feel her presence draw near.

I had to tell her. If I was going to die she had to know. “Kate I have to tell you something…” The monster was inches away from me at this point.

“Cam, what is it? We almost got it. Please hold on!” there was no hiding the deep worry in her voice.

“Kate… Kate I-” was as far as I got before the wooden door slid open behind me. I tumbled out as my backrest disappeared. My body didn’t fall far though as familiar hands caught me. I looked up into the beautiful eyes of Kate, they were stormy as they stared through my soul. I didn’t know what to say so I just said, “Hey you. Always there to catch me when I fall.”

Kate shook her head but couldn't hide her smile. “You kill me.”

“Cam is this what you were afraid of?” Sal burst out laughing in the background.

Both Kate and I looked over to see a mechanical spider hanging out of the tunnel opening. Sal was playing with its legs as Marcy punched its face. Above me Kate started to giggle. I looked up at her with betrayal.

“There was poor lighting in there!! It looked real!! Ah screw you guys.” I huffed as I turned my back to them.

“Ah come on Cam.” Kate chuckled as she poked me in the side. “It’s kinda funny now that its over.” She maneuvered her hand so that I was eye level with her staring into her big blue orbs.

“It was not funny at all. I legit thought I was going to die.” I grumbled.

“Well, I’m glad you didn’t.” she said giving me a warm smile. “Life would have been unbearable with out you.” Like an arrow to the heart I was left dumbstruck by her words.

“Come on you fools. Thanks to Cam the door is open so lets get a move on. We have less than 45 minutes left.” Sal chided from Pete’s hand as they passed by us.

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Cam grumbled the rest of the time in the escape room that he was not going to go in any more dark, closed off places. He insisted that he could find clues from my hand and out in the open. I didn’t complain. Carrying Cam was one of my favorite things to do. I would never let him know that though.

We pushed through the second room with some ease. The third and last room gave us some trouble, but with 7 minutes to spare we were out. Marcy had a great time and was actually our biggest clue finder which made her birthday that much more perfect. Cam was trying to get into a better mood but the spider run in had his shaken up pretty bad. He took me up on my offer to ride with me to the bar while everyone else rode with Pete.

“Hey Cam, are you ok?” I asked looking over to him before putting my truck in 1st.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” He said quietly.

“Really?” I said raising an eyebrow, “because you don’t seem fine. That spider really got to you didn’t it. I’m not trying to push, just want you to know I’m here if you want to talk about it.”

Cam took a sharp breath in. “When I was a kid my sister and I were running through the woods near my house. I didn’t see where I was going and got caught up in thick spider webs. I can still remember to this day watching with horror as the long legged hairy monster crawled towards me and there was nothing I could do about it. Luckily my sister got to me before that beast did. It doesn’t happen often but there have been stories of parvus being attacked by spiders and I was almost one of those. I don’t know… since then I have been afraid of spiders.”

I sat there digesting his words. “You are wild to me. You have had so much trauma in your life yet I would have never been able to guess it. You are one of the most positive and upbeat people I know.”

Cam shrugged, “No sense in being down. I choose to be happy young in life and no matter what happens I want to be happy. Will I be happy all the time? No. But I refuse to let the low points in life bring me down.”

Emotion filled me as I reached over and set my finger on Cam’s thigh. “Hey. Thank you.”

Cam looked up at me dumbstruck. “For what?”

“Opening up to me. For letting me into your life.” I replied.

Cam smiled as he covered my finger with his hand. “Thank you for listening.” He then pulled my finger into his lap. “You know I’m here for you too… If you ever need to talk or anything. I swear I am a good listener.”

I nodded. “Thank you. I will keep that in mind for sure.” Part of me wanted to tell him about the dark void I constantly battled with. I didn’t want to put that on him. Not yet. Would he push me away if he knew how broken I have been?

We sat in silence for the rest of the car ride. The bar was packed as we weaved our way to our table reserved in the back. One of the best local bands was playing which filled the joint with good music.

We all drank a fair amount. Beer and laughter flowed throughout the night. Cam stayed near me the whole time. He leaned his small frame against my arms sipping on his beer. I couldn’t help but steal glances of him. I still couldn't wrap my mind around how he was single. He had a great job. Loving family. Fun loving, warm personality. And on top of it all he was good looking. How did I get so lucky?

We were all drunk as the night came to a close. Cam and I were laughing like we were crazy at a stupid joke when closing time was played over the stereo system. I looked down to my pint-sized partner with a goofy smile as I asked in a poor British accent, “Ready to go my pocket prince?”

Cam’s cheeks were red from drinking as he stared up at me with a glossy look. “Aye. I guess I am.” He said mirroring my accent. With a bow I extended my palm out to him. He walked on as though he was entering a chariot. “You may rise gentle lady.” He giggled. I obliged as I stood.

“You two are too cute.” Marcy squeaked as she swayed back and forth. Sal moved in to hold her up. Marcy proceeded to bring her hands up and together as she said, “Now kiss!”

Everyone balled over laughing at that. I prayed that they were too drunk to see the red on my cheeks. Kiss Cam? Never! We were just friends. Right?

Cam and I wished everyone a good night as we stepped out into the chilly fall evening. Cam wrapped himself tight in his coat as we trudged off into the night. A couple of minutes into our walk I could feel him start to shiver. Without a word I lifted him to my shoulder as I parted a hole between my neck and jacket. I could feel him press his cold body greedily into my skin as he tried to steal my warmth.

“Thank you.” His voice was muffled from all the layers.

“No worries. I can’t let my handsome handful get cold.” I quipped.

“You are full of these aren’t you.” He grumbled.

“Oh heck yeah I am.” I teased.

I could feel is breath on my neck while his beard brushed my skin. It sent lighting through my veins. My mind drifted back to Marcy’s kiss comment. I know she didn’t mean anything about it, but it made me think about what if Cam and I did kiss. Would he like to kiss me? Would just the thought of it disgust him? He probably doesn’t even like me that way. But what if he did? What if he wanted to kiss me too?

Part of me wanted to ask while I still had liquid courage bracing me up, but a soft snore told me it was not the right time for that. We reached his place in no time. Part of me wanted to bring him home with me to “make sure he was ok”. In all honesty I just liked having him around and didn’t want to leave him. I wanted to watch him sleep all night and wake up to the ray of sunshine that was him. Unfortunately, that didn’t seem right. So, skillfully, I weaved my hand in between the warm layers of my jacket and the small body of the man who was stealing my heart bit by bit.

“Cam… We are here…” I said softly rubbing his back with my thumb.

I could feel him stir as he groggily said, “Already? Dang humans travel fast.”

“Can I pick you up?” I asked.

Cam took a deep breath in and released it. “Yeah I guess so…”

I wrapped my fingers around his sturdy little form and lifted him from the warmth of my jacket and neck. He immediately started to shiver as he was exposed to the cold night. I set him gently on his balcony. My fingers hovered protectively around him in case he stumbled on his way in.

“Thanks Kate.” Cam said as he slid the sliding glass door open. “I had a great night.”

I smiled warmly, “Me too. Good night Cam.”

“Good night Kate.” He said before disappearing into his house and locking his door.

On the way home I rubbed the fingers that had his lingering heat still in them. Would he want to kiss me like I want to kiss him?

#g/t #duck it #giant/tiny #wholesome giantess #cam and kate #we back bitches... maybe #these fools

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nerdgatehobbit · 3 months ago

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So, has anyone else been having this issue with their queued posts lately? This has been happening semi-regularly for a bit and I don’t understand why.

Also, when I did the most recent app update it now largely won’t let me re-schedule queued posts, telling me to do it on my computer instead. Which is weird & new; was that on purpose (why though?) or is it a bug that slipped through in the current update?

Anyway, while I’m here! 10/21/24

I’m still greatly enjoying Leverage and I liked seeing Richard Kind in the last The Librarians episode I saw. Recently I read The Con Job, which has a few hiccups mostly relating to being set in early 2010s geek culture, although there is a moment where Hardison acknowledges the amount of whiteness present. Interestingly, a notable part of the book’s premise is that Nate is giving Hardison opportunities to step up as the mastermind, with one at San Diego Comic-Con being perfect for that purpose, whereas I have gathered the actual shows make Parker the next leader. It’s unclear if the author wasn’t read in on that, was oblivious to that (whether due to preferring Hardison or due to sexism), or if there’s an aspect of Hardison wanting to be mastermind before shifting gears that’ll pop up in the later seasons that I haven’t seen yet. Cha0s appears and Wil Wheaton is mentioned, but the fourth wall is maintained. Overall, it was a decent read but not especially memorable. Up next is either The Librarians And The Mother Goose Chase or The Book of Earth. Which is the 1st book in The Dragon Quartet, not an ATLA novelization.

Speaking of Wheaton, I have reached some of his voice work on Star Trek Prodigy. It’s definitely interesting to see a grown Wesley being the caretaker of the timeline, what with his character’s origins as a partial (?) expy for Roddenberry on a Doylist level.

Last week I obtained Hallmark’s Sense & Sensibility as well as The Slipper & the Rose. Yes, I’ve been reblogging posts on the former without seeing it; in my defense, I ordered it as soon as I found out it had been released on DVD.

This is mostly why I’ve been ‘eh okay’ about the queue not letting itself be modified on the app. I want to take screenshots & make posts on these movies. That needs to happen on my laptop, not the app (unlike this one). Hopefully I’ll ease back into doing posts for tv shows. Like Star Trek DS9, for example.

There are probably going to be just one or two posts about “Replay” before I move onto Static Shock’s 1st season finale.

I’m still behind on TROP, but I do want to catch up so I can justify reblogging the great posts I’ve seen from later in the season. Hopefully one of the changes will be Tar Miriel surviving. She could end up like BBC Merlin’s Queen Guinevere, ruling alone at the end, given Elendil’s predetermined fate as the LOTR books are the canon used by the show. Huh, there’s a thought: will the final season end on Isildur’s death or will there be episodes showing what happened afterwards? Or will TROP also get cut short? I hope not, but the recent cancellations mean it’s definitely a risk. :/

Uh, I want to end on a happier note than that. Let’s see. I’m probably going to keep the current daily posts through November, but I’ll probably do BATB (1991 & 2022) posts in December again, replacing either The Librarians or TROP. Leverage & BBC Merlin’s Gwen/Queen Guinevere will likely switch over to being in the mornings for 2025. Star Trek DS9 might slow down or not, depending on if I resume my re-watch. This might change as I actually approach 2025, but this is my plan at the moment.

#my ramblings #long post #my plans for the 2025 queue

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eyeballsoup7310 · 2 years ago

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Last updated December 9th 2024

As far as names go, I’m tentatively going by beck, and a while ago I accidentally tricked my brain into calling myself soup. Doesn’t really matter to me either way. They/it and neopeonouns are welcome. One day I’ll make a nice little doodle to stick here

Closest thing to a dni I have for the moment is that, if I notice you post regularly about proshipping, I will be blocking you immediately. I can’t and won’t try to stop you— fiction doesn’t directly equal reality and all that, but it still makes me really uncomfortable. I’ll also probably block you if you post a lot about sexual content in general, though I care even less about that than proshipping as long as everyone involved are adults, I just personally don’t wanna see that.

I will not be directly answering asks for money. When it comes to Palestinian fundraisers, I’m gonna limit myself to only sharing ones that have been fully verified (on one of the trusted* spreadsheets/lists) or ones that have been kind of verified (shared by trusted bloggers and/or other vetted folks) that are also donation protected gofundmes. I judge based on the stuff on your account, not necessarily in the ask itself.

*My main trusted list is this spreadsheet by el-shab-hussein and nabulsi, but I’ll also reference other lists that seem to be trusted as needed

If you just need help with things like rent, pet bills, hospital bills, etc., I’ll immediately be deleting your ask unless we’re mutuals or I have some other reason to trust you. In general, I will reblog one of your posts, I will not make my own. I am not a notable account, I do not have the network to set you up with money, I’m sorry

Quick guide to my godawful tagging system below the cut because I was supposed to use this for art and then just. Completely ignored that so

#my art - self explanatory

#soup uses paper - traditional/physical art

#animatic - my animatics and animations

#just talking - non-art posts by me

#eyeball rants - my rambling but with like 5% more effort than my just talking tag

#eyeball’s animatic ideas - self explanatory

#blockprinting - my own stamps and prints n shit

#blorbo posting - oc posts

#other peoples stuff - reblogs with little to no addition from me

#cool art - reblogs of art that’s either not fandom related or from a fandom I’m not in (I expand on this tag much further down because I’m insane I guess)

#cool pictures - photography

#cool information - posts with information I find interesting

#serious post - mostly self explanatory. Technically a mix of serious posts and important posts, I use the same tag for both

#resources / #signal boost - ways to help people. Gofundmes and organizations and stuff. At some point the difference between the resource tag and the signal boost tag fell apart so feel free to check both, I don’t know

#polls - polls with or talking about polls

#stories - self explanatory

#general - mostly non-fandom stuff. Serious posts no longer get tagged with general

#long post - self explanatory

#gif - posts that include gifs

#asks - both asks I’ve sent and asks I’m responding to

heads up: I tag triggers in the real world (like death n stuff) with TW, but if I talk about it in regards to fiction or jokes or whatever I use either CW, warning or Mention. Like, a post about some graphic person-on-person violence will be tagged “violence tw”, whereas a drawing of characters fighting would be “violence cw” or “violence mention”. There are a few exceptions (any sexual violence, suicide, or self harm, regardless of if it’s about a fictional character or not, will be tagged with tw) but generally the main ones like death, violence, etc are tagged with this system

The current body horror tag is #body horror warning but I think I used to use #body horror tw so if you’re gonna go back through my blog you might wanna filter that too. Bug stuff is tagged with either “#bugs” or “#bug warning”. There’s no real system there but eh. Also I’m including spiders in this tag.

Uhh I don’t generally reblog anything sexual in nature other than jokes, but if you wanna filter those out anyways, I think I use “#sex mention”. I also tag “#nonsexual nudity” when applicable.

If you have trypophobia or a fear of things being beneath your skin, you might just wanna block the Jane prentiss tag altogether I’m sorry I’m really bad at tagging stuff for her

Imagine there’s one of those fun divider gifs here

#Cool art expanded:

(Artificially generated images will never fall into this tag, if I ever share ai ‘art’ it will be to dunk on it.)

#Misc fandom stuff - fandoms I’m not in

#Creatures - art that features a real animal. I don’t tag bugs or fish with this even though they both are animals, don’t know why, guess I just got tired of typing it out. As opposed to my very mismanaged creature tag for anything animal related, this one has an s on the end!

#Bug art - it’s bugs, baby!

#Fish art - fish!

#Digital art - art made through digital mediums (this includes 3D renders, photoshopped pieces, and photobashed stuff)

#Physical art - pencil, pen, paintings, anything on paper or canvas

#3d art - ceramics, clay, digital 3D models, handmade figures, sewed creatures, you get the gist

#Prints - Linocuts, block prints, stamps, et cetera.

#Animation - self explanatory

#Comics - self explanatory

#Pixel art - self explanatory

#Threads yarns felts and strings - felted things, crocheted things, patches, embroidery— all that stuff

I also have a tag for art about Palestine, specifically relating to the ongoing genocide. #Art for/from Palestine.

Most of my tagging system is just to make it easier for me to find stuff on my blog, which is why it can get inconsistent at times. ATM my featured tags is maxed out so I might have to shuffle things around later but for now, I think that’s it.

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tsaomengde · 1 year ago

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So, Star Trek: Resurgence.

If you've played a Telltale game, you've played Resurgence. It technically has slightly more Gameplay than the old telltale games, with shooting sequences, stealth bits, fly-the-ship-through-the-rings bits, and a few other minigames involving the transporter and the tricorder, but frankly, they're all pretty forgettable. The core gameplay loop of Resurgence is talking to people and making tough calls, and everything else is kind of a distraction from that. I frankly would have enjoyed my time with the game more if it had stuck to oldschool Telltale-style gameplay that's just a series of QTEs. The bits where you have to walk places and do things just slow down progression, and you move and control painfully slowly and awkwardly.

As far as the story itself, well, I would definitely put it solidly in the C-tier category for Trek stories. It is very much patterned after a Trek movie rather than a Trek TV show. Things start off promisingly enough with a dispute between two rubber forehead alien species. Species A has been working a dilithium mine on their own planet for Species B for a couple centuries. And, of course, the Federation buys dilithium from Species B. So, you know, tense diplomatic situation, power imbalances, labor rights, pragmatism vs. idealism, cool cool cool. Yeah, that shit gets chucked out the window at the end of the first act in favor of Another Galactic Threat. Oy. I'm so tired of Galactic Threats.

You technically play as two characters, the new first officer of the Resolute and one of her engineering grunts, so it's interesting seeing both sides of the Starfleet coin - senior staff and lower decks. Calls you make on the bridge affect what you have to do in engineering at times, which makes the narrative hang together nicely. A lot of the actual dialogue between characters, and the choices you make there, basically do break down to "favor character A over character B" and depending on how many times you skew in one direction or another it'll change some minor story beats later in terms of what fixed events happen to which characters. Like, ho hum, guys, we know that Telltale games don't actually let you radically change the story, just swap details around, but this one wasn't even that particularly inspired. I have gone through the trophy list rather than playing the game again with different choices, and let me tell you, nothing in this game stacks up to the end of the second Telltale Batman game in terms of actually changing how things play out.

There are some great moments where you get to tell people to execute evasive maneuvers or fire the photon torpedoes, and you get to pick which thing your first officer says when you order the ship to warp (I went with "make way"), but overall... eh. $40 was a bit much for this game. I do not regret it, though. I am tired of Star Trek Online being the Only Star Trek Game. I want more Star Trek Games. We're getting one with Star Trek Infinite later this year or next from Paradox, but dammit, I want another Bridge Commander. I want another Elite Force. I want more quality Star Trek single-player games, so I voted with my wallet.

Last note: this game is pretty buggy, at least on PS5. A solid 15-20% of the subtitles don't match the spoken dialogue at all, which is frustrating. When I first started playing at launch, sometimes voice lines would also cut off in the middle, though I noticed none of that when I picked it up again a few weeks later after life got busy, so I assume there was an update. But, like, come on. It's a Star Trek game. There has never been a non-buggy Star Trek game. This is old hat for us.

I'm not a professional game reviewer obliged to give a letter or number score, so I'll just go the Steam route and say: do I recommend this game? Yes, if you like Telltale-style games and don't mind a little bit of bad shooting/stealth gameplay that feels like it's from 15 years ago, and probably you should also like Star Trek too.

So, you know... get it on sale.

#star trek #star trek resurgence #resurgence #review #game #thoughts

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sevdrag · 2 years ago

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dreamwidth update: eh, what the hell

or: Sev's Adventures With ChatGPT

This is not an article defending AI scraping programs in any way. I find their existence worrisome and exploitative. However, while reading what's going down at AO3 with regards to AI-generated fanworks - more specifically, writing - I realized I actually don't know a lot about what these kinds of things actually produce.

I am, of course, teh lady who thought the band was actually called One Directional, so. No wonder.

But I decided I would take a little look and see what the concerns are with regards to written fanworks. (Again, this is in NO way defending the way these programs were trained on the backs of content written by others. That's separate.) I wanted to see what a fanwork might look like coming out of one of these guys.

I wanted to see how - threatening? - AI-generated content is at the moment only in terms of comparison to other fanfictions. Again, this says nothing about legal use or existence as a transformative work. I wanted to see if I could make it make me a fanfiction.

So if you, too, were curious about it, but didn't want to use the AI guy / were too lazy to do so, here's my short 15 minute experiment.

I figured I'd start somewhere I've been a while: Winterhawk fandom. So I said:

Help me write a story where Bucky Barnes and Clint Barton get together while working at a restaurant and eventually kiss.

You might recognize this premise from the garlic fic.

( Here's what it gave me: )

So on one hand, I was expecting the writing to be terrible, and it isn't. But this reads more like the summary of a story than an actual story, right? Plus, the phrasings are ultimately cliche: the soft glow of the moonlight is easily predictable text because it's been used thousands of times. This isn't bad, but it isn't something I see as being at all popular over other fic offerings.

But, I thought, maybe I'm using it wrong. So I made the sacrifice and put in the first 3 paragraphs of Old Vines. Yes, ChatGPT now has the first 3 paragraphs of Old Vines in its database. I'm sorry / You're welcome.

( and )

It's basically... a summary of the first three paragraphs. Rewritten.

So I put in the 4th paragraph.

( next )

Again. It's just rewriting my words.

So then I asked it:

what happens when Aziraphale lands in wine country

mainly because I was curious whether it would find Old Vines itself somewhere, or like, idk. I was just curious.

( So it gave me this: )

What a lovely story that would have been! Y'all never would have had to deal with Gabriel.

and THEN i thought, well, OV is a relatively small fanfic i'm using because it's mine. I wonder what happens if I ask:

what happens when he meets Crowley

( And )

Note the mention of "the apocalypse" and "angel and demon" -- the addition of Crowley to the mix has led it back to Good Omens source material. None of this is in OV, which is an AU, and way way way way way WAY smaller than Good Omens as a whole, obviously -- but it didn't pick it up from those paragraphs. It knows Crowley and Aziraphale stopped the apocalypse.

And it's also still very much a summary of something. It isn't... it isn't writing what I would call fanfiction.

So what am I saying here? Nothing yet. I know a lot about writing; I know very little about AI.

I find its general coherency surprising and worrisome -- I'm so cynical that all I can see are the ways people could use it to steal and rewrite work, or fuck stuff up, but I'm sure there are cool things about it too. I don't think it's yet a challenger to work on AO3 written by humans.

I don't know what else to say about it but I wrote this whole thing, so like, idk man.

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rocksinmuffin · 2 years ago

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answering a bunch of things under the read more.

No, sorry, I know of the game itself but am unfamiliar with the lore and the fandom.

Sorry. I’ve seen a playthrough of one of the games forever ago but it’s not really my jam.

Yeah! Back in the day, Red vs Blue was my jam. I can’t say I’m familiar with any of the newer stuff once they actually started doing their own animation, but if you want something from the original old silly universe then I would be comfortable with that. Sheila is a queen and I would fight Caboose for her.

My first experience with a Kevin Smith movie was seeing Clerks 2 in movie theaters and I did not get the hype then. I think the Jay and Silent Bob characters are fun but otherwise I am not really a fan of his work.

SAD!!!! Honestly, though, I spent so much time on Luna so sad to see what happened to it. A lot of great works were lost. I will forever miss you strangely sexually-charged Valtiel fic. F

I’m genuinely not sure if this was meant to be a request or if you were just telling me in general about the tall dark and handsome dudes in the Gargoyles cartoon but you’re right. Lowkey had a crush on Goliath.

Hey anon! Glad you’re enjoying the blog and sorry for any issues you might have experienced. Honestly, it is impossible for me to say whether the request sent or not because, whether you meant two days or two weeks, I get multiple requests so without any further details there’s no real way of me knowing which one is yours. Still, if you’re nervous it didn’t get through for any reason, you are more than welcome to resend it. If I got the original then there is no problem and I can just delete one of the duplicates.

I haven’t watched or seen it, so as of now I would not write for it. However, it looks interesting enough so I might try watching it sometime in the future. If I like it then I could potentially write for it in the future.

Not really anymore. Trippin’ Balls was in its peak back when I was still writing on Lunaescence and I hadn’t even heard of Tumblr. I’d take requests from people in the reviews and so on. But now that I have a Tumblr and requests are open in general it feels kind of silly to continue taking requests for that specific old series when you can just ask me to write for anyone right here. Though this did remind me that I had a piece on the Ginyu Force that I never uploaded to AO3 (I think I posted it somewhere on this blog but for whatever reason never uploaded it to the actual story on AO3) so I will do that and make it the final update.

You are so motherfuckin real for this 😎✊ Theo fuckers unite!!!!

I am so fuckin sorry fam because I know the pain of being in a small fandom that is desperate for content but I have literally never heard of this in my life. I hope one day an artist you really admire starts posting stuff for you to enjoy 🙏

I’m gonna be real with you, I have never watched a Nintendo Direct in my life. I did hear about them finally announcing the sequel to Breath of the Wild though and if Sidon is in it I will never shut up about it.

Doctor Who is already on my list of series I don’t write for. I have a feeling if I had a normal exposure to Buffy the Vampire Slayer that I would enjoy it, however, the only times I ever caught it on TV the absolute worst/darkest episodes were on. One was an episode where Buffy was in a psych ward because they were doing a whole thing where her life as a vampire slayer was all in her head or some shit. And the other episode I saw had a vampire that ate skin and he would skin his victims alive and I remember him using his sharp nail to cut a slice of skin off his victim and it fucked me up. So, yeah, I never wanted to watch Buffy atter that lol. So no Buffy either.

Eh, probably not. I mean, I watched the first season on Netflix and I enjoyed it but it also didn’t stick with me enough for me to remember anyone’s names. So unless another season releases where it is easily accessible for me to watch it and I am SUPER into it then probably not anytime soon.

You are so real for this. Like, Borderlands is a very dated series but I genuinely enjoyed playing 1 and 2 a couple years ago and I love Claptrap. I felt so bad when no one else came to his party. I will always go to Claptrap’s parties. he is my homie.

I never heard of this and when I went to look it up I was expecting some kind of animated movie or something but it was literally a movie starring Tom Hanks?????? Like, I’m not shocked that you are recommending it as a good movie I was just genuinely so shocked to have a movie with a big star like him completely slip under my radar.

Nah, sorry. I vaguely remember this show running on adult swim for a small amount of time but I never watched it.

Yeah, I mean, I still write stuff for Dragon Ball and Piccolo. I never stopped. It’s just what people are requesting. You are more than welcome to send a Piccolo request my way. But also you guys must understand I have been so explicitly clear in the past about how I headcannon that Namekians don’t have junk so if every request I get is about Piccolo banging the reader with his big meaty cock then I am probably going to feel less inspired to write that since it is just not how I picture him.

I haven’t watched it but he seems hot as far as furries go. But I would probably have to see the movie to get the full context to understand WHY he is so hot because apparently, against all odds, this movie is really good? Or so I’ve heard.

Hard to keep track since I get new requests every day and not everything in my inbox is strictly a request but as of right now my inbox is showing about 177 messages. So, nothing too wild. But I’m also not forcing myself to answer every request if I don’t want to either so right now the numbers are constantly fluctuating and mean nothing.

To be honest, while I have fondness for the old game, I haven’t really paid attention to Overwatch since they dropped the hamster as a character and I stopped actually playing it even earlier. As far as I’m concerned, it stopped being a fun game when you could no longer have a team of all Winstons.

I used to watch it but not religiously or anything. And, honestly, I have no plans of watching it or giving it any support in the future in light of the recent news about Justin Roiland’s domestic abuse charges.

I haven’t but maybe now I will because I am digging butch dino lady.

Sorry, but no. I have browsed past it before in an fye but have never actually watched it.

Okay, so!!!! I think I have watched the first 2 seasons of the show and I would be willing to write my little pony friendship is magic. HOWEVER! No NSFW. And honestly if I write it then it would probably be a shitpost.

I did try it out a long time ago and as a whole I have a lot of mixed feelings because some of the writing is genuinely very good but frankly none of that excuses the overly sexual depictions and drawings of characters who are meant to be children and it is such a shame that this LGBT+ friendly game with some very hot buff furry characters also feels comfortable enough drawing kids with bulges in their pants.

#ask #anon #rantsinmuffin #long post #will i won’t i

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viyagari · 6 days ago

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It’s Really One of Those Years, Eh?

I couldn't log in to Dreamwidth for some reason, so I had to go here.

First writing in 2025 and finally, an update for idk how long since I neglect my account.

It’s 5 AM, on the first day of 2025. I was forced to wake up by the sound of my cat’s auntie wailing at the door, begging for breakfast. Apparently, the door connecting the main room and the garage was opened. For a night, she was the queen of the house. I tricked her to go back to the garage and closed the door. Her reign was over. My dawn had just begun.

In a manner I found unbefitting even for my standard, I sat down and opened my laptop. As my senses started to come back to me, I typed this…essay? Confession? Whatever you call it. There’s something that I needed to let out.

What I wanted to say was…

2024 was a weird year for me.

A fact I believe nobody would be surprised about. Everybody knew last year was kind of a shitshow. Everybody was kind of unsure if this year things would stay the same, in terms of shittyness. There were so many, too many, bad things happening simultaneously. Everything, everywhere, all at once even.

A shitshow as dark as a blindfold over my eyes, our eyes.

Last year took its toll out of me, irl-wise. Right when I started to feel my age. Projects were hard to come. I made even less than the previous year. Worst election in my whole life, and even worse pre-election campaign months. Brain drain on the media, even more heinous brain drain on the internet. Kept my eyes on Gaza, the Palestinians suffered more than I did of course.

At one point, I thought perhaps it was easier to start over your country from zero. My country refused to die, yet somehow it always found a way to make things worse for itself. It kept dragging its rotten body like a zombie, and all of us who were trapped inside it.

My parents accused me of wanting the country to collapse when I debated them about the treatment of Rohingya refugees and the government’s inaction. You know what, maybe that’s right. Maybe I really wanted my country to collapse after all.

This stupid blind nationalism. Polarization even among those who were supposed to resist the government’s oppression. Police brutality went bolder for all eyes to see. Didn’t they realize that Kanjuruhan massacre was just two years ago? Oh who was I to say? Just blame the wind. Case closed.

Human tend to recall bad memories much easier than it is for good memories. It’s a part of our instinct. That’s how our ancestors survived in the wild. Little did they know it would also be the source of anguish for their successors.

This primordial instinct blinded me, and I was forced to navigate the year by haplessly feeling around. The pressure was crazy. Perhaps I’m starting to feel the psychological toll of living through the pandemic.

If you think my hyperfixation and the internet were my salvation during tough times, you’d be… I want to say “you’d be wrong”, but “you’d be right” is also valid.

I still had my DayTez hyperfixation. Past!me would’ve never written this much and made two fanbooks and a half (free paper fic). This counted as good memory. All the doujins and merchs and the printing put some pressure on me financially. And this was the bad memory, but it was entirely my fault.

First time attending Comifuro as a participant. Good memory.

Not selling even one book. Bad memory, but it was quickly offset when someone bought one on CF19 PO period.

Decided to commit to write fic in Indonesian. Bad memory, ‘cause I narrowed down my readership scope when I’m not even a big name ficcer. But it was also a good memory, once I realized that I could still write in Indonesia.

Bought a new laptop. Now I could work faster and I don’t have to struggle with outdated software. Good memory. The new laptop put a pretty significant dent in my savings. Bad memory.

Finally returned to Jakarta and met my friends. Finally got to try that Mexican restaurant and took a lot of oshikatsu pics. Finally left the house to take a temporary breather. Good memories.

Fell ill halfway through the month and for most of the time I couldn’t go to as many places that I wanted. Felt bad because I couldn’t take my friends to the Mexican restaurant because of that damn sore throat & decided to stay in one place. Awful, awful memories.

The list could go on, but I should stop before it went nowhere.

I’m thinking about cool phrases to end this nonsense. I couldn’t think of one. Maybe leaving it without one is the best option. Truth is, I still have my blindfold on. I could pry it open, puffed up my chest, and said, “Maybe there’ll be more good things next year.”

But I have my doubts. I don’t think next year will be easier for me or anyone. That alone is another blindfold to replace the one I pried open.

I guess I will still be stumbling and feeling my way up for I don’t know how long.

#viyarambles

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lemongingerart · 3 months ago

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Chapter 3 - Taris (I)

Fic summary: The second arc of my Armitage Hux x OC fanfic, “chocolate cookies and tarine tea”, in which both need to deal with the mess they got into (and with each other, eh eh eh). Involves cookies that won't be eaten and tea that will get spilled. Same goes for certain feelings... they are going to be hungry ant thirsty 😏

You can find the link to AO3 and other chapters on Tumblr in the pinned message on my dash, both for the first and second arc 😊

Rating: Explicit. This is going to be very NSFW. So, Minors, do NOT read or interact. 18+. Family, friends and colleagues, please don’t read this. :’-)

Tags & warnings: TRoS fix-it (kind of), Hux!lives, Hux doesn’t like Kylo, Not a Redemption Arc, maybe a little bit, shameless fem!OC insert (there are cliches but entertaining ones imo), slow emotional burn, medium sexual burn, Enemies to Enemies With Benefits to Lovers, Hux is still a villain don't forget, Virgin Characters, masturbation against the door, pinv, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Awkward Sexual Situations, Past Child Abuse, dubious first kiss, Dom/sub Undertones, Mental Breakdown, Unprotected Sex, wet Hux, that deserves a tag/warning on its own, Minor Character Death

I will add tags as we proceed in the story, please let me know if I forgot one!

Taglist: @mylifeisactuallyamess, @morby and anyone who’d like to join 🥰

A/N:

I'm sorry it took way too long to update! Life suddenly was so busy and art and writer's block hit me at the same time. It’s been tough to convince myself that I’m allowed to enjoy this little escapade, or any kind of free time. I'm slowly crawling out of my tomb though.

For some reason, the drawing that’s added in this chapter holds a special place in my heart. I can’t explain why, other than I needed it to be finished. And it took me more than a year. Oh stars… a year and 4 months to get over myself again. I’m sorry… I still hope someone will be here to enjoy this fic some more, and I swear now it won’t take this long to update! I actually have the next 10 chapters ready apart from some reviewing and I won’t be stopped by some stupid drawing this time ;-)

Have a bit of plot progress!

The ship jumped out of hyperspace and the giant orb called Taris presented itself with all its beauty. Miko was again in awe of the gorgeous sight, but after a minute or two, she slowly became aware that the only other person in the cockpit was not looking outwards… but directing his attention to her instead. It was subtle, the way his focus was not fixed straight ahead while his nose still pointed forward. But it was as if she could feel his gaze burning right through her jacket. She wondered if he really had gotten used to the vastness of the universe, the wonders of the galaxy. Why would she possibly be more interesting to stare at, compared to this marvellous grand planet floating in between thousands of mesmerising flickering lights?

Suddenly she felt her cheeks flush, realising the stare could maybe mean something, if she thought too much about it. And then she remembered how his cheeks were flushed as well, back in the hangar when he instructed her on how to aim and shoot.

She tried to dismiss the intrusive thought, too scared to wonder where that might lead. Luckily the call from the spaceport, hailing them over, provided a perfect distraction. Miko responded to their instructions, like the duo had agreed upon before.

The landing went smoothly, and both of them proceeded with their plan without much talk.

Miko slowly walked from the ramp, taking her time to adapt to the harsh sunlight and the odd sweet scents filling her nose. The sun was out high, bathing Taris in a warm glow.

"Before you go," she heard from her back, "take this. Just in case."

Hux, smart enough to hide his uniform under one of her blankets, stiffly stepped towards her, his brows furrowed in a harsh line. The blanket was oddly draped over him, as if he didn’t know how to wear it properly, and he looked uncomfortable needing to hide.

He subtly placed a credit chip in her gloved hands. "Only when there's anything you really need. Don't be stupid with it." He sternly said, but his eyes were telling a different story. She could’ve sworn he was worried. He thinks I'm going to screw up or maybe sell him out, she tried to tell herself, trying not to think too much about how his eyes had lingered on her back in the cockpit.

She wasn't going to let him down now, though. Time to prove she was better than that.

She could handle this.

She made a firm nod to assure him, opened the satchel she was wearing on her right side and secured the chip in a back pocket. Then, with fake confidence, she turned around, strode from the ramp and left the hangar bay.

The streets of Taris were brighter and more lively than she anticipated. Surely, the place was still a mess. There were ruins everywhere, remnants of an old thriving civilization and a cruel war. Some of the damage was rather recent, she observed, wondering if the war between the Resistance and the First Order had left marks here as well.

In contrast to the historical leftovers, the city was bustling, full of life. Miko revelled in the chaotic mix of merchants trying to sell their goods, people from different species talking amicably in the middle of the street, live music playing in the background. Whatever Taris was in the past, a megacity or an abandoned battlefield, it grew into something different. If she was here on another type of trip, she'd like to stay a bit longer, get to know the world and its people.

But sadly, she had a job to do.

Miko followed the coördinates on her datapad, which eventually led her to a slightly smaller alley, where the light was filtered out by the remnants of a ship’s hull, towering over the streets.

She put away her pad and stepped forward, feeling prying eyes on her as she stood out from the local crowd. Her hand unconsciously went to her hip, double checking if the blaster was still there. She wasn’t planning on using it, but hopefully the gesture could dissuade any potential assaultant.

PC, who was sitting at his usual spot on her shoulder, made a clicking sound to state his worry. His recent update would map their surroundings and record the scene if she was in trouble, and he could still electrocute someone, worst case, so she was glad to have her little companion with her.

The girl and the droid almost reached the designated meeting point, leading them into an even quieter street. A few meters further, they stopped right in front of some kind of small store. Miko wasn’t sure what the sign said, because it was written in a local dialect, only loosely based on Basic.

She pressed her earpiece and commed Hux. ‘I’m going in,’ she stated, but didn’t wait for an answer. The odd look she got from a passerby made her realise she shouldn’t show she was wearing a small communication device; it wasn't a good plan to spread that knowledge around here. Who knows, it could jeopardise the outcome of her “mission”, or what else she should name this escapade.

…or worse, she could be putting her life in danger, and for what.

Hesitantly, Miko entered the building. PC scanned the area carefully, being on high alert.

The first thing that hit her, was how the shop smelled heavily on spices and all sorts of herbs. She cautiously took in the environment. Although the road to the store was rather shady - both literally and figuratively speaking - this place was cosy and warm. A wide variety of bottles, flasks, boxes and containers to keep precious herbs fresh, were stacked throughout the whole floor, open bags on top of them.

Not long after her entrance, a person appeared, who Miko identified as a Besalisk, and by the looks of it, male. She wasn’t entirely sure though, since she had never met one before.

The Besalisk looked at her through his yellow eyes and started speaking gently.

"Welcome, how can I help?"

"Eeuuh… I’m looking for …a mister Nunb?" Miko hesitantly replied.

The shopkeeper halted, his expression changed rapidly, and he took in her appearance. He glanced sideways at the droid.

"Who sent you?" He asked with a much less cheery voice. At the back, through a half open door, she heard stumbling and hushed noises.

Miko gulped. Why did she end up in this situation anyway? Definitely not for the ginger general's pretty eyes. Although they've been on her mind a lot lately.

"I- Tracy Padona did, I have a precious package to deliver to the Resistance…" she warily answered. The Besalisk continued staring at her, an awkward silence filling the room.

"Just a second, please wait here," he suddenly responded and disappeared to the back.

Miko was left alone in the store and getting increasingly nervous. Was everything going as planned or was there more to the shopkeeper's reaction? What if something happened to her now? Would she be able to signal Hux? And would he even come to her aide?

She paced around, trying to get rid of the goosebumps. Feeling her distress, PC climbed into the satchel she was wearing at her side.

To distract herself, she tried to focus on the little electronic price tags on the open bags. Some of them contained medicinal herbs she heard of through Kayla, one of her friends who studied medicines. Others were completely foreign to her. Most of them smelled friendly, a few made her want to vomit. There was tea too, all sorts of tea. She was in awe about all the different flavors they offered, the dried leaves looking so natural and of high quality, when suddenly she was startled by a gurgling sound.

Miko jumped and turned around, snapped back into reality, and remembered why she was there in the first place. A blush involuntarily appeared on her cheeks when she realised how distracted she just had been and how Hux would've scolded her for her lack of professionalism. Not that she cared about his salty opinions anyway.

"You can go to the back, young lady." The shopkeeper told her with an amused tone, as he pointed towards a door behind him.

After fumbling with her belt until she gripped the hilt of the blaster, Miko hesitantly stepped inside and slowly followed the path to a light shining from the end of a hallway. The sideways glance from the shopkeeper wasn’t missed by her.

Kriff , she wasn’t made for this. She was way too skittish now to hold any conversation at all. Let alone make this deal.

When she reached the end, she pushed the only automatic door handle to her right, and the durasteel door flew open. For a few seconds, she kept her breath, and moved her trembling legs through the door, moving slowly in an effort to at least look like she knew what she was doing.

"I hear you have precious cargo for the resistance?" She heard a low but warm and rich voice say. She turned to her side, to see a sullustan sitting at a dimly lighted desk. Two other beings were in the room, their attention fixed solely on her. She could see they were armed, but they didn’t look hostile, yet.

She let out the air she was holding in and righted her chin. Hux had told her before, that her demeanour could have great influence on the outcome of this negotiation. Or whatever this was. She just needed to obtain the coördinates to the Resistance's headquarters and, if possible, more specifications on how to get there safely. If she radiated confidence, she could pull this off, he had made her believe. She just wanted to approach this resistance cell with kindness and then hoping for the best, but he warned her that this kind of talk wasn't won only with kindness. She had seen - by his expression alone - that he definitely didn't prefer her proposed tactic. But at least he did give her the benefit of the doubt. Now it was her time to prove him right and not disappoint the both of them.

"I do,” she said a little bit too loud, attempting to add an undeterred flair to her response. She shifted her weight to one leg. "Very precious. From what I understand, even crucial for the outcome of the war." She added.

The sullustan made an odd noise, which she guessed was meant to throw her off. He waved at her to emphasise his disbelief.

"You may or may not know about the current position of the resistance towards the entire galaxy. To say that your cargo can change the outcome, is quite presumptuous I must say." He replied with a huff. "But, please humour me. I am all ears to what you have to offer." He added and leaned back.

Miko tried to keep all expressions from her face and took a step forward towards the desk. She firmly placed her palms on it, hoping it was giving her message more weight, as the ex-general had advised her. Gladly, the sweat dripping from her neck to her back was not visible to her counterparty.

"I have a highly placed officer in my custody," she said with a secretive tone.

He didn't seem impressed, not that she expected him to be, but she had hoped that at least she could have sparked some interest in him. The effect wasn't what she aimed for yet, but she and Hux had anticipated this.

Time to add some more interesting information to her offer.

"A general, even. One that knows the recent strategies and fleet numbers. Where the army and navy was stationed only a few days ago. Who's in charge where, and how they think."

The being on the left side of the desk brought his hands together.

Miko continued as planned: "Time is crucial here, the longer it takes for me to bring him to the resistance, the less relevant the information will be. With that message about the emperor ravaging the galaxy, I'd think we really need to hurry."

"And why do we need to believe you, little girl?" The sullustan let out, after leaning back into his desk chair. His facial expression was… sceptical, to say the least.

Miko was internally seething at the badly chosen pet name. But she had to be careful now, she had to prove she was a professional, that her information was legit and her cargo was absolutely worth delivering to the resistance's inner circle. Not get into a fight about bad wordings, even if the itch to do so was rapidly growing.

After taking a breath, she reminded herself that this was to be expected; she didn't look like someone who could do this line of work. But if she acted accordingly, and subdued the reflex to come up with some smart response, maybe they might fall for it.

"My captive has given me the names of 2 resistance members he helped escape. If I can speak freely here, you will either know the names or be able to verify the event with them through headquarters. "

The sullustan nodded positively towards her, although she had the feeling he still wasn’t buying her little story.

"General Poe Dameron and a defected trooper, previously known as FN-2187 but as H- the general has stated, is now known as Finn," she replied.

"Girl, those are two names that are up for grabs if you follow the war close enough," the sullustan huffed as he leaned back again.

“Make a call to one of them, they will confirm that they were helped by a First Order general very recently.” Miko countered almost instinctively, taking his dismissive answer as a challenge to convince him at all costs.

“You know that’s a pretty vague request you have there. Who knows who might’ve given you that intell. Still doesn’t prove that the general is actually in your possession.” he responded, having no intention to make a call. “You don’t even seem to know his name,” he added. The playful glint in his eyes was slowly dissipating, she knew her time was running out.

Miko gulped. She wasn’t going to give Hux's name up so quickly, because who knows what kind of chain reaction that could start. The ex-general warned her for that; his presumed death could still be a huge advantage. If there is anyone eavesdropping, others with less good intentions might come and hunt down the both of them.

On top of that, Hux explicitly mentioned his name could be highly inflammable material here. These people might try to get their hands on him for personal reasons as well. Miko didn’t exactly know if he was being delusional or if he genuinely expected everyone to go feral on his name alone, but she wouldn't be surprised if it actually would happen. His slightly arrogant air had provoked her already quite some times, and she believed she was actually still on his good side.

She grabbed her satchel with force, then suddenly had to halt her movements when the two guards in the room swiftly pulled their blasters at her. She felt sweat trickle down her spine. Woops, didn’t think that one through , she realised.

“I- I have proof in my bag. Can I take it out?” she hesitantly requested. One of the guards approached her and opened the lid for her. Miko prayed PC had hidden himself well enough, so the guard won't be startled by the odd looking droid.

The guard peered inside and nodded to her. She slowly took out the uniform, hoping it would convince them. The uniform of a general, not something you could easily score on the black market, but still anonymous. Together with the intel about this Dameron and Finn, she hoped it’d be sufficient.

The sullustan moved and spoke: “Although this technically proves nothing, I will try to reach for general Dameron or Finn. I’m not sure if I’ll be able to contact either of them, since the whole board of command has been quite occupied these recent hours, but I’ll give it a try. Your determination and the fact that Tracy has already confirmed your identity and good intentions speak in your advantage, but I’m not just giving anyone passage to headquarters.”

Miko felt her eyes light up. "If you can reach one of them, say it’s the general that Finn shot in the leg. That should count for something too," she added.

The sullustan nodded hesitantly, probably wondering how much weirder this day was going to get.

Miko let out a relieved breath. She did what she could and up till now, everything went according to plan. Now she had to place her faith in this Dameron or Finn and hope that this contact person in front of her could reach one of them soon.

The sullustan coughed.

“Ahum, please leave us.” he declared.

Miko only then realised she was just staring at him and waiting for him to make the call, while they probably wanted to discuss her request in private.

“O-Okay, I’ll be out, s-sorry!” she silently mumbled, stumbling towards the hallway. Frack, this was poor acting , she realised with a deep-red blush on her cheeks.

Miko went back to the shop, opting to wait there for the outcome of the meeting. Although she was still full of nerves, she did notice the herbs again, and wondered if Hux would like some of these. They definitely appealed to her, the food and drinks they had in the shuttle were duller than dull and she was getting tired of them already. She had enough of the bland military rations and recycled water.

Since there was some time to kill anyway, she decided she might as well buy some of these and take them with her.

She grabbed one of her pouches, then realised what Hux had given her, right before she took off. He told her not to be stupid with it, but buying groceries isn't stupid, right? And he shouldn't complain, after what he's putting her through.

A lopsided smile appeared on her face as she opened the satchel and grabbed the credit chip. She inspected it, the aurebesh reading a completely different name than the ex-general's. This was probably one of his untraceable accounts, like the one he mentioned on Utapau Four, she reasoned. Good, this way there was no financial trail that could lead back to the both of them .

“The call has ended, you can join us again,” Miko heard from the hallway, not sure who had spoken. She was just finishing up her order and talking amicably to the shopkeeper. At least the smalltalk had distracted her from the waiting and the stress that came with it.

Accompanied by one of the guards, she stepped back inside the office, the bag with herbs not going unnoticed by the sullustan.

“I- I like a good tea…” she shyly explained, as if she had to justify her purchase towards him. He put up a smirk, obviously amused by her clarification. Kriff , she really couldn't keep up the poker face and again had fallen out of her role so quickly. And what bothered her even more, was the way she could feel her face heating up, for the third time now.

“Seems like General Dameron knew who and what you were talking about. To my surprise, he seemed pretty eager to meet your prisoner,” the sullustan said. "I didn't expect him to be so ready to believe your story. The fact that you knew Finn had shot him in the leg, even made him smirk."

Miko felt the pressure fall from her chest. She didn't know what actually happened and why this Finn had shot Hux in the leg - she did remember the bandage - but she thanked the maker Hux thought about sharing this as possible leverage.

The sullustan placed a data cylinder in front of her. “These are the coördinates to Ajan Kloss as well as an identification cypher, to make sure the base knows who you are so they don't blow you out of the sky when you're in orbit”

Miko stepped forward and vigorously took the cylinder. She nodded curtly.

“Good luck with your travels, little girl. May the force be with you.” he concluded.

Miko took a little bow to thank him, not trusting her voice. Then she turned around and tried to walk back to the shop’s entrance with a calm and confident pace, but internally she just wanted to run back to the shuttle as quickly as possible.

Just as she was about to leave the door, she heard that the sullustan received another call, the message immediately broadcasting. A transmitting function that is seldom used, since it can only rely messages in one direction and there's no way of knowing who's receiving it, which was probably why it caught her attention.

“If anyone hears this, we urge you to come to Exegol, the fate of…”.

She couldn’t make more of the message, because one of the guards quickly closed the door behind her.

What was that about , she wondered, then shrugged and continued exiting the building, content that all went according to plan. When the coast was clear, she opened the satchel and let PC crawl back onto her shoulder.

On her way back to the shuttle, Miko was pondering over the strange message she overheard. The caller sounded so desperate… was that something she had to worry about? Or were all communications in the Resistance like this? She wondered if she should ask Hux what he thought about it. But she wasn’t really sure which information she should or shouldn’t share with him. Although he had betrayed the First Order, he hadn’t abandoned it completely. Who knows which side he might choose in the end. It's not like she was a huge supporter of the Resistance, but they did have more of her sympathy than the Worst Order did and she didn’t want to be responsible for giving the ex-general information that would lead to their demise.

She stopped in her tracks. On her right, another merchant street looked so… welcoming. She spotted stalls with pastries, fine linen, tools and belts and everything she loved. The small stands were built around the gleaming remains of ship hulls and durasteel parts of long abandoned buildings, but the sun shone on them, making the whole street glow and inviting her over.

A small detour wouldn’t hurt too much, right? We need some essentials anyway, she mused while looking smugly at PC.

Both of them didn’t spot the two figures who changed their course, right at that moment she entered the street.

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pineapple, strawberry, and orange for the fruit asks

Thank you so much for the ask, anon! ❤️❤️

🍍 What kind of AUs do you like? Are there any AUs you hate or just generally have beef with?

It just depends on the fandom/pairing and what kind of mood I’m in. If you’re familiar with me in general you may be aware that I have a fondness for westerns, hence, God Is a Bluegill. Also love me a good organized crime au, you know, specifically 1920s gangster stuff. It’s just a really fun place to play around in and lends itself easily to HBOWar since we’re already steeped in hierarchy.

As for ones I don’t like, eh, I don’t love college aus. Or like, restaurant, or coffee shop aus. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve read some that are really great, and I think people should write whatever the hell they want, but I tend to find them boring. And sometimes it’s like, this stuff is so close to things in my own life it cuts in on the escapism.

🍓 What’s a fic you’ve written you feel is underrated?

So. I don’t have a FIC that I feel is underrated. Like, I’ve had lukewarm receptions to some things I’ve written, but to each their own, not everything I write is for everyone else and no one is obligated to comment/interact with my art.

BUT. Uh, my darling baby God Is a Bluegill, which I started years ago and recently (like in may) updated for the first time in two years, sort of fell off the radar. I assume because I let it go without updating it for so long. And like, that’s fine, but my first two chapters got some really nice comments and the third chapter didn’t get very many at all and I have to admit, I was disappointed. I do plan to keep writing it, I love the story too much to stop, so I just hope that in the future more people will find it compelling and be interested in commenting.

I want to stress that the comments I do have on that fic are wonderful and I love every single one of them. It was just the more recent chapter (and the companion piece, That Heavy Love) that sort of fell off.

🍊 Who’s a character you don’t write for that often, but keep meaning to write for more? (They’re so interesting! But maybe you have trouble pinning them down, or keep getting distracted by another blorbo…)

I answered this in the previous ask, but the short answer is Doc Bryan!

#ask #anon #catch me nervous about saying the third chapter of GIAB is underrated #maybe it’s not! maybe it’s not that great! lol I just worked really hard on it and I’m always gonna be its biggest fan #which is like always the case because it’s my baby but yeah

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I’m here again with a little amendment to my list! As of the 1.9 update, there’s a new letter on the CEO’s desk that (among other things) outlines the menu for a cog banquet. This menu pretty much exclusively features foodstuffs not yet recorded on my list, so here I am doing my job and recording them. It's a little long, so the bulk of the post has been banished to under the cut! (again)

Coal-ombian blend oil - Okay, it’s still oil, but now we know it can be blended in different ways. I don’t know enough about oil to know if this is a reference to anything real, though.

Diet water - Number one, how are they making the water diet. Number 2, the diet water is intended for suits who can’t ingest the Coal-ombian oil. What does this mean. Can some suits not ingest oil? Is it all oil or just this type of oil specifically? Does Coal-ombian oil contain the mysterious allergen ‘red’? The lore possibilities are endless.

Banquet Roll - I, naively, assumed this was a bread roll. It’s actually a sort of disposable paper tablecloth. “Oh, so they’re using them to set up the banquet”, nah, battery acid is being offered as a spread. Bread rolls or tablecloths, they’re being eaten either way. I'm choosing to believe they're tablecloths because that's funnier.

Crude-itv platters - I believe this is a play on a crudité platter, which is a platter of raw vegetable slices typically served with dips. For cogs, these dipping sauces consist of mercury, gallium, caesium and rubidium. This probably also implies that there are more vegetables (or cog vegetable equivalents) than currently listed in the list, but since none specifically are mentioned that’ll have to remain speculation.

Wire Pasta - The wire pasta is specified as ‘high-voltage”. I assume that means “wires made to handle a high voltage” and not “wires that were conducting a high voltage while being eaten”. Also, cogs are made of wires, right? Are those different for the ones used for pasta, or… Anyway, plain tar (as opposed to ginger tar) makes an appearance here as a pasta sauce.

Okay, now this is literally the opposite of what I’m supposed to be making a record of, but I finally fought the CEO and I feel like I should note somewhere that cogs CANNOT drink root beer. Like that’s the one thing I’ve seen that’s a definite no for cog consumption. I don’t know if it’s all root beer, or whether the kind served at the banquet is a special “make cogs explode” type, but if I was a cog I wouldn’t risk it either way.

This next part isn’t related to the CEO at all, but I’ve been meaning to add it to the post for a little bit and it was too small to warrant an amendment all by itself. Buck’s cereal box (from the plush stretch goal fun pack) contains “artificially flavoured synthetic oat product with glucose shapes”. This confirms artificial flavourings, synthetic oats, and glucose.

It’s also worth a little mention that during the Brrrgh task line, you need to recover flavouring powder from a Big Wig and a “coin flavoured breath mint” from a Mint Supervisor. The fact that a big wig just happens to have flavouring powder on them implies it’s something cogs use in their food pretty regularly, I think. I've got do idea what's in it, though. The coin flavoured breath mint is a more solid thing, the mint supervisor would have definitely had that with intent to use it. The fact that it’s coin flavoured is interesting, maybe it’s not just Dave who likes to eat coins? That creates the question of whether cogs actually have mints in mint flavour, though. The fact that breath mints are called ‘mints’ implies that they do. Wait do cogs even have breath???

I feel like I’m forgetting something I meant to include here, but, eh, that can just go in the next amendment. For now, here’s the updated list, with new items in bold for your convenience:

Human safe foods:

Artificial flavourings, Beef, Beetroot, Blueberries, Bread, Bread-sticks, Breath mints (mint flavour), Broccoli, Cabbage, Carbonara, Cereal, Cheese, Cookies, Corn, Eggs, Fish, Ginger(?), Glucose, Ham, Ice cream, Jellybeans, Lettuce, Mushrooms, Onions, Pepper (the seasoning not the vegetable), Pie, Pineapple, Pizza, Salad, Salt, Sandwiches, Snow cones, Strawberries, Tomatoes (and derivitives ketchup and tomato sauce), Waffle cones.

Things humans should definetly not be eating:

Banquet roll (table cloth), Battery Acid, Breath mints (coin flavour), Caesium, Charcoal, Coal, Coins, Crispy steel bits, Crude-itv platter, Crude morsels, Crude Oil, Diamond dust, Extra Crude Oil, Gallium, Gas-infused triple-fried coal, Ginger tar, Kerosene, Mercury, Nuts and bolts, Oxalic Acid Patties, Petrol, Pine, Rubidium, Synthetic oats, Tar, Traffic cones, Turpentine Ansoff Jelly, Wires, Wood.

Beverages:

Antifreeze, Carbonated oil, Coal-ombian blend oil, Cogfee, Cold-a, Coolant, Diet Oil, Diet water, Gas, Juice, Ketchup(?), Oil, Slushies, SODIMM SOda, Soyl, Sparkling water/Seltzer, Water.

Things that cogs should not be eating:

Root beer

Unidentified:

red, Flavouring powder

What do cogs eat in Toontown: Corporate Clash?

I'm doing research for a fic and have been scrounging the wiki for this information so I thought I'd compile my findings as a nice organised tumblr post in case anyone else needs access to this very specific part of the lore. There's actually a lot more than I thought there would be! If I've missed anything, feel free to add! The definitive list will be way at the bottom of the post if you just want the cold hard facts.

Section A - Foodstuffs that have a lot of evidence pointing towards their consumption by cogs.

Oil - Massive evidence for this in both Derrick Man and the CEO battle. Heals suits in Derrek Man, and seems to be their preferred food given its literally the only thing being served at the banquet? Maybe more of a beverage than a food? Still makes the list either way. Different varieties of oil are also mentioned, including carbonated/seltzer oil (from the Director's Cuts ARG andHigh Roller's trivia questions) and crude oil (discussed further below).

Cogfee (Coffee) - Cogfee is mentioned all the time. There's promotional art of Chip promoting cogfee, and his secretary also requests a new cogfee machine in the April Toons ARG. Cathal and Brian have also both delivered/refused to deliver cogfee to Allan, respectively. The Toxic Manager also gives the Insider a cup of Cogfee in the Director's cuts ARG, and there's probably even more examples of cogs drinking cogfee that I haven't included here. It's also worth a mention that Jennifer's favourite drink is a soyl mechiatto, which I would have assumed to be the cog equivalent of a machiatto with soya milk, but the fact that High Roller's trivia question on the subject makes a distinction between soyl mechiatto and cogfee mechiatto makes me doubt that the soyl one contains cogfee at all. Alas, I don't know enough about actual coffee to be able to tell you if you can even make a machiatto without coffee.

Cookies - Most of the evidence for this comes either directly or indirectly from Belle. Evidence for suits eating cookies comes from Belle's interview notes, the 1.3 blog post, the comic with Flint and Belle baking, and the C.O.O's 2023 dialogue. These also provide other things suits can eat in the form of cookie flavours: charcoal, ginger tar and crude morsels. I don't know if ginger tar is ginger flavoured tar or a variety of tar called "ginger tar", so that's up for interpretation. As far as I can tell, all three seem to function as a chocolate chip substitute, but could also possibly be replacing things like fruit or nuts in the cookies. The only non-Belle-related cookie evidence comes from the Director's Cuts ARG, where the Middleman gives the Insider a plate of crude oil cookies. I assume the crude oil used in these is a different thing than the crude morsels in the C.O.O's cookies, and I can't really identify what crude oil is supposed to be a subsitute for food-wise since it appears multiple times in different contexts.

Sandwiches and assorted ingredients - Cathal eats a sandwitch halfway through his battle, and you can't really get evidence more definitive than that. The wiki says it's specifically ham and cheese, and looking at his renders I can see that probably. In the 1.3 key art, he's got a different sandwich that looks like lettuce and tomato, so from Cathal alone, bread, ham, cheese, lettuce and tomato can be added to the list of things suits eat.

Ketchup - This is really a subsection of the last category given tomatoes have already been confirmed, but Count Erclaim steals 'Chup from Rocky on multiple occasions (notably the 'Halloween Hater comic') and Cathal also has two bottles of it in his office. There are also a concerningly high number of ketchup bottles inthe Mozzerella Styx freezer. So... Ketchup. Interestingly enough, the ad for Mozzerella Styx on High Roller's website lists 'Chup as a drink, so maybe its a suit beverage? Sure, why not.

Water - The existence of the water cooler attack implies that cogs can and do drink water, and it's also listed as an available drink three times on Mozzerella Styx's menu, as 'water', 'dihydrogen monoxide' and 'corporate water supply'. They also drink sparkling water/seltzer/carbonated water, whatever you want to call it, since Jennifer asks where she's supposed to keep her sparkling water after Spruce takes a bite out of her desk, and seltzer is one of the available options in the Mozzerella Styx drinks machine.

Cereal - Dave buys 500 boxes of cereal in the April Toons ARG. The picture identifies the cereal as 'Oil-o-Flakes', but the description says they're 'corn flakes', soooo... corn confirmed? Maybe?

Pizza - You'd think this one would be easy, given the fact that literally the only cog owned restaurant is a pizzeria, but the fact that Mozzerella Styx is a front kind of raises the question of whether they actually serve food there. Either way though, Count Erclaim orders a "none pizza with left beef" in one of his monologues, and even if his pizza is a meme it's still a pizza, and Erclaim is still a cog that's probably going to eat it. Oh. Also beef then, I guess.

The sustenance page on the gopher version of cogs.ink gets a special mention because I forgot about it completely and then felt like I'd struck gold when I stumbled back upon it. Things mentioned on this page that aren't already on the list include:

Coal, petrol-marinated beet and diamond dust inside a sandwich called the 'Money Christo'.

Sides include crispy steel bits, extra crude oil and gas-infused triple-fried coal.

Coal again, Turpentine Ansoff Jelly and Oxalic Acid patties, all of which are considered breakfast (or, deskfast, as the page says) foods.

Carbon carbonara, made with only the finest eggs and crude oil (but what ingredient can be used in cookies and also in carbonara?).

Canned bread (WHY IS IT IN A CAN?) and kerosene dip.

Compressed fish

Strawberry Daigou, which is a dessert according to the description, and also contains the allergen 'red'. I didn't know suits could be allergic to anything until now.

SODIMM SOda

Section B - Things that I'm not certain on but I thought were still worth a mention.

Pie - Allan asks if the pies the toons are throwing at him "are imported blueberry", which implies that he's eaten both imported and non-imported blueberry pies before, to be able to tell the difference. Either that or he's been hit in the face so many times with both that he's now able to tell the difference, and he doesn't actually eat them. He can tell its blueberry though, which does suggest he's had those before and knows what they taste like. Given strawberries are already confirmed, its probably safe to say that cogs eat blueberries too.

Wood - Spruce, basically. He takes a bite out of Jennifer's table during his interview, says he's got at chomping trees in his personal statement and he's always got that log in his mouth. It's never really stated whether he actually eats the trees or just bites them, though. Also, eating trees feels very much like a Spruce thing, and not something any other suits would do. Like, they probably can eat wood, but would they want to?

Coins - Its mentioned in the cog building music backstage blog post that Dave ate 20,000 Cogbucks worth of quaters in the Cashbot mints. I'm confident this is a Dave exclusive thing and that no other cog would ever do this. I think.

Section C - Things that depend entirely on the validity of Mozzerella Styx as an actual cog restaurant.

Mozzerella Styx seems like it would be a veritable gold mine of information on cog food, but that actually depends on who Mozzerella Styx's target audience actually is. Mozzerella Styx's target audience is important because if they're trying to appear as a reputable toon resturaunt, then there's no gaurentee that cogs would even eat the things on their menu, as they would be toon foods rather than cog foods. The menu is weird though, since it definetly includes things that toons would never eat, like oil, which implies either that suits are intended to eat there or that whoever wrote the menu didn't know that toons can't drink oil. The menu does seem to be geared towards toons in some way, though, given the two 'toon drink here' options in the drinks section. Who are your target market, Mozzerella Styx??? And that's not even getting into if they even sell food there. The short with the two toons ordering a pizza implies that you can definetly order there, but the outcome of that short (the toons never getting any pizza) combined with the menu says 'pay upfront', 'product not gaurenteed' and 'no refunds' makes me incredibly doubtful that anyone has ever managed to successfully eat food from Mozzerella Styx (the fact that the toons are going here also suggests its a "toon" resturaunt. Or maybe they're just chill with going to a cog owned resturaunt? They definetly at least heard Styx over the phone). HOWEVER! The fact that the 1.4.0 patch notes say they're generating more money through pizza sales, combined with the (presumably paid for) ad on High Roller's website and the fact that they have actual pizza ingredients in the freezer makes me think that maybe they are actually running a resturaunt with real food on the side of all the money laundering? Perhaps? Either way, this big long ramble has acheived nothing, and I've got no idea if these foodstuffs are any more valid than I did at the start of it. Well then. If we're assuming that cogs do eat at Mozzerella Styx, for the sake of having more data, then everything on the menu can be added to the list. This includes:

Pineapple - The head huntin' hawaiian pizza, despite the pizza pictured under it not containing any pineapple, does make another appearance on a poster where pineapple is visible. There's no sauce, though. Why is there no sauce on this pizza. (Also, I'm going to remove pineapple from the 'Mozzerella Styx Clause', since Jennifer says in Buck's interview notes that he smells like pineapple, meaning she's eaten or at least smelled it before. Therefore, it's probably a valid suit food).

Nuts and bolts - The same poster with the hawaiian pizza also suggests you add [photo of nuts and bolts]. They aren't mentioned by name, but they sure are there!

New Year Cabbage

Salad - No idea what this salad contains, so I suppose every vegetable and other thing that could possibly be in a salad is up for debate. If you wanted to make it out of already confirmed salad stuff, it would probably be lettuce, tomato and beetroot.

Mushrooms - The picture of the aledgedly hawaiian pizza appears to have mushrooms on it, and mushroom pizza is also an option.

Broccoli - The alleged hawaiian pizza also has what I think is broccolli on it, and I really like broccoli so I'm adding it to the list.

Bread-sticks

Junior Executive Juice - I hope this is juice made for junior executives and not juice made out of junior executives

Ice cream cone - Not specified whether this is an ice cream cone as in 'its ice cream in a cone' or 'it's an ice cream cone with no ice cream'. I'll assume there's ice cream involved because it seems cruel to deprive these robots of ice cream.

Waffle cone

Traffic cone - I mean... it's on the menu?

Onions

Pine - Pine needles? Pine trees? Pineapples? We will never know

Jellybeans - I find it funny that these guys are just casually eating the toons' money. Maybe there's a difference between currency jellybeans and jellybeans for eating, but its still funny.

Soda Cold-a - The drink machine by the front counter actually provides a lot of new drinks that I'm specifically exempting from the 'Mozzerella Styx Clause' due to the fact that a) Toons definetly cannot drink half of this stuff and b) this drink machine for sure exists and probably does dispense all of these things. Available beverages not yet counted include antifreeze, diet oil, coolant, Cold-a and gas (which completes the C.O.G.S trifecta! Horray, suits can officially eat everything that C.O.G.S inc produces!)

Slushies - The slushie machine behind the counter appears to dispense slushy in flavours DRINK, Zap and BLUE. There are no cups present near this machine, only cones, which implies it could be a snow cone machine, but the ad on High Roller's website shows a cup with a straw labelled 'BLUE', so either they're drinking snow cone syrup or its a slushie machine.

Snow cones

Salt and pepper - There are salt and pepper shakers on all of the tables. Horray for seasonings! Why you would put those on a pizza I have no idea.

The List

Okay, I've probably missed something but here's my definitive list, colour coded, alphabetized and sorted for your convenience. Items in black are pretty much 100% confirmed, items in blue are speculative with not much evidence and items in green depend entirely on Mozzerella Styx's validity as a cog resturant.

Human safe foods:

Beef, Beetroot, Blueberries, Bread, Bread-sticks, Broccoli, Cabbage, Carbonara, Cereal, Cheese, Cookies, Corn, Eggs, Fish, Ginger(?), Ham, Ice cream, Jellybeans, Lettuce, Mushrooms, Onions, Pepper (the seasoning not the vegetable), Pie, Pineapple, Pizza, Salad, Salt, Sandwiches, Snow cones, Strawberries, Tomatoes (and derivitives ketchup and tomato sauce), Waffle cones.

Things humans should definetly not be eating:

Charcoal, Coal, Coins, Crispy steel bits, Crude morsels, Crude Oil, Diamond dust, Extra Crude Oil, Gas-infused triple-fried coal, Ginger tar, Kerosene, Nuts and bolts, Oxalic Acid Patties, Petrol, Pine, Traffic cones, Turpentine Ansoff Jelly, Wood.

Beverages:

Antifreeze, Carbonated oil, Cogfee, Cold-a, Coolant, Diet Oil, Gas, Juice, Ketchup(?), Oil, Slushies, SODIMM SOda, Soyl, Sparkling water/Seltzer, Water.

Unidentified:

red

All of these things can probably be broken down into their core ingredients, too, which would really expand the variety of foodstuffs on offer. Basically, cog food seems to be pretty similar to human food, just with a lot more metal and machine-stuff.

#yeah thats right im back at it again #let me know if there's anything that I missed that you think should be on the list!#The fic I was researching this for in the first place by the way? probably never going to see the light of day unfortunately #I still think this is a fun little resource though so I'll try and keep it updated as best I can :)#its pretty late for me right now so if anything doesnt make sense that's why #ill fix it in the morning (if I catch it that is...)#toontown corporate clash #ttcc #crocsyapping

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P5R: Rebel Girl (A FeMC Story/P5R Rework) Chapter 191: Fallout

The next day before classes started up, Makoto walked up to Eiko. “Hey.”

“Hey,” Eiko said back.

“So, um, I talked with my sister last night,” Makoto said. “She said that it was alright for you to stay with us until graduation.”

Eiko was stunned. “Really?”

Makoto nodded. “Yes.”

Eiko hugged Makoto “EIIIIII! Thank you!”

Makoto hugged her back. “Eh heh.” They broke off the hug. “So, um, how long do you think before you’re ready?”

“Hmmm,” Eiko pondered. “I’m not sure. Maybe a week?”

“Well, we can work on this together,” Makoto said.

Eiko nodded. “Sounds good!”

“OK,” Makoto replied. She gave her a kiss. “Let’s head to class.”

“Right,” Eiko said. The two walked together to their classroom.

After school, Ren got a text from Makoto.

Makoto: I need to talk to you about something.

Ren: OK.

Ren: Where do you want to go?

Makoto: Honestly? That ice cream place we went to to plan Kaneshiro’s calling card.

Makoto: You remember where that is, right?

Ren: Of course.

Makoto: Great!

Makoto: I’ll see you then.

Ren: Seeya!

Ren put her phone away, and started heading out.

A little while later, she and Makoto were sitting next to each other at the ice cream place, having just placed their orders. “So, what did you want to talk about?” Ren asked.

“Well…” Makoto said. “It’s a little complicated. But I just wanted to give you an update on how things are going.” Ren nodded. “So, I think I’ve landed on a career path. I want to be a police officer like my father was. But I want to be more than that. I was to help fix the system. The current police force has a lot of issues, and I want to work on fixing them. For example, I don't want something like what happened to you doesn’t happen again. Or at least as often as it might.

I mean, it’s not so much different than the work we do as Phantom Thieves. We investigate, make sure someone’s guilty, and bring them to justice. Of course there are staunch differences, but I enjoy doing what we do, and I wish to continue to do it. I know it won’t be easy, but nothing worth doing is.” Ren chuckled. Makoto continued. “I also had a chance to talk with Eiko.”

“How did that go?” Ren asked.

“It was a little turbulent at first,” Makoto explained, “but it ended well. Um…she and I are now…dating.”

Ren was shocked. “Shut up!” Makoto nodded. “Wow. Way to bury the lead.”

Makoto chuckled “Shut up,” she said, playfully shoving Ren.

Ren chuckled back. “So, what happened?”

“Well,” Makoto said, “she and I were talking, and she asked me if I was jealous of her. I told her I was jealous of her boyfriend for having her, and it just kind of slipped out that I liked her. I didn’t even know I liked her like that until I said it.”

“Wow!” Ren said. “So, are you gay like me?”

“Well, I wouldn’t say that,” Makoto said. “I’ve liked men before.”

“Bisexual then?”

“Hmmmm,” Makoto pondered. “Maybe? It seems a little different. Like, I don’t like Eiko because she’s a woman. I like her because she’s Eiko, and her being a woman kind of follows.”

“Sounds like Pansexual to me,” Ren remarked.

Makoto was confused. She got out her phone to look it up. Her eyes widened. “OH! Oh this makes a LOT of sense.” Ren giggled. Makoto put her phone away. “Well, as you know, this will make things even more difficult. But again, I feel like it’s worth doing. Besides, even if I stumble or fall, I’ll know that I tried as hard as I could to do it.”

“Hm hm. Well, you know I’ll be there for you,” Ren said. “Every step of the way.”

“Of course,” Makoto said. “Thanks.”

I am thou, thou art I

Thou hast turned a vow into a blood oath.

Thy bond shall become the wings of rebellion and break the yoke of thy heart.

Thou hast awakened to the ultimate secret of the Priestess, granting thee infinite power…

Priestess-Makoto Niijima: Rank 10

Inside Makoto, a powerful force was manifesting itself. Her Persona, Johanna, was changing. Evolving. An explosion rang out, and her Persona grew alongside her, becoming Anat.

This feeling…Is this me? It’s so powerful. I won’t ever let it go!

Their ice cream arrived. “Let’s eat before it melts,” Makoto said. Ren nodded, and they ate their ice cream.

Later in the evening, Ren got another message.

Hifumi: Do you mind stopping by the church this evening?

Ren: Not at all.

Ren: Do you need anything?

Hifumi: Your company will be enough.

Ren: Very well.

Ren: I’ll see you soon.

Hifumi: See you soon.

Ren put her phone away, and headed for Kanda.

Upon arrival, Ren walked up to Hifumi. “Hey,” she said.

“Hello,” Hifumi said.

Ren took a seat. “How’s it going?”

“It’s…complicated,” Hifumi said. “The Phantom Thieves changed my mother’s heart, but…” She sighed. “It turns out she was rigging my matches. She was controlling a lot more than I had anticipated.”

“Yikes,” Ren said, unsure of what else to say in the moment.

Hifumi continued. “I really should have seen this coming. I guess it makes more sense as to why everyone was looking at me with disdain.”

“So, what are you going to do?” Ren asked.

“I don’t know,” Hifumi answered.

“Well, what do you want to do?” Ren said.

“I want to continue playing shogi,” Hifumi said. “I want to continue to support my family.”

“Well, I think that’s your answer,” Ren said. Hifumi seemed confused. “That’s what you wanted to do when your mom was trying to pull you away from this. Now that the consequences of her actions are on the cusp of doing that, you still want to do that. You just have to trust your resolve.”

“Hm. You’re correct,” Hifumi said. “I’m still a little worried. A scandal like this rocking the shogi world is uncommon. But I just have to keep a cool head. What they say, what my mom said, I didn’t change what I wanted before. But now, I’m learning how to fight for it more.”

“That’s the spirit,” Ren said. “And I’ll still be in your corner.”

Hifumi nodded. “Thank you. And I know I have others as well. Your other friends. The priest. My father. And despite the situation caused by it, now that my mom had a change of heart, she’s being more reasonable than ever, and listening to me and my father once again. So I know she’s in my corner too. I guess I just have to take victories where I can.”

“You were the one who taught me to lose with dignity,” Ren said.

Hifumi giggled. “True. But I suppose we are more in the middle of everything, rather than at the end. Once the dust has settled, we will see what lies ahead.”

“That’s the spirit!” Ren cheered.

Star-Hifumi Togo: Rank 8

“So,” Ren offered,” do you wanna play some shogi? Gotta keep your mind sharp.”

“Hm hm. Always,” Hifumi said. They played shogi together before heading home for the night.

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absoluteaffirmative · 1 year ago

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Hmm…with the update Welcome Home got, it’s got me thinking.

Thoughts are under the cut (for those who haven’t seen everything yet) (warning! long post!!!)

This kinda goes into theory/headcanon-ish territory, mostly because it’s just me trying to make sense of everything.

What if this is kinda like Bendy and the Ink Machine? The creators wanted their show to be the bestest and absolutely the most it could be, so why not use some dark tricks to bring the characters to life, hm?

Wally is the most aware out of everyone, we all know this. Maybe the reason the show disappeared was because Wally saw something or learned something he shouldn’t have (if we go along with the BATIM-inspired idea) about how he and his friends were created.

Wally knew something was wrong and I suppose to hopefully save everyone in the moment, caused something to happen for the show to be pulled. Maybe it has something to do with all the strange black goop that’s gotten everywhere.

Later, the restoration project is made, and Wally is found once again. He does everything in his power to get a message across, to be heard. He wasn’t heard during when the show was airing, so this is his chance now to expose what actually happened. Maybe he’s purposely trapping the restoration team into documenting everything, hence the whole “picking up the phone” & “opening the envelope” thing. His message must be heard through any and all means necessary, even if that means “cursing” some people to continue with the restoration project.

But just as much as Wally is watching us—something is watching him too.

He has to lay low, hide pieces of his message in the hopes someone who is clever enough will find it all, help broadcast his voice. Hiding secret pages, messages in image file names, even an alternate version of the site itself with pictures (possibly that Wally himself took?) to show a snippet of what’s going on.

I don’t think Wally is evil, just desperate. And though he can be a little unsettling at times, he means well.

Then again, I kinda subscribe to the idea that the puppets themselves are alive and sentient, and it has something to do with that black goop that can be seen sometimes. To me, that idea just makes sense.

Though, again it seems like Wally has some kind of message. Something was going on behind the scenes during the show, and Wally knew…something was wrong, maybe.

Plus, the idea of a lil guy, a lil puppet guy being alive and sentient through dark means is a fun idea to me. That lil puppet guy knowing that something or everything is wrong and fake and this cannot go on anymore so everything must fall. That lil puppet guy being alone for who knows how long, waiting for someone to listen to his message and warnings, find the clue he’s laying out. I find that idea very fun!!

Plus-plus, Home has always been hella sus to me, so that’s something.

Ah, I’m rambling, ehe. I love Welcome Home, and all the new theories the update provides us Neighbors with. Still, I think Wally and Co. were brought to life by dark means, Wally saw or learned something forbidden and cursed, did something to cause the show to fall, then just waited for a chance to be heard about the dark goings-on behind the scenes, though his methods are…questionable, to say the least.

I wish you all the highest karma,

-Saint

#saint speaks #welcome home #welcome home puppet show

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gay-chef-boyardee · 2 years ago

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MEAT TIER LIST BREAKDOWN

Some facts about me before we start: I have a mild allergy to the seasoning they put on store bought seafood, so I can only eat certain brands. This may affect the final results. I have an Iron deficiency, and crave red meat. This may affect the final results.

S TIER:

Steak: Steak is probably my favorite meat of all time. I don’t think there’s a single moment in my life I ever went ‘hm, I’m not feeling steak right now’. You can cook it any way, and it’ll be delicious. Though personally, my favorite is grilled with a bit of steak sauce. If it’s well done, then you have a perfect stir fry add on. If it’s medium, then you’ve got a good steak! Rare? It’s juicy, and tender! Blue? A risk taker, I see, though you have good taste. And the best part about steak is undoubtably the juice it leaves. When you’ve finished your steak, you have a whole plate of tasty red juice you can put on baked potatoes, mashed potatoes, broccoli, or eat by itself! I love steak. 10/10

Crab: I grew up on the beach, so I’ve been eating freshly caught crab since I was little. I used to make my parents cut the eyes off the crab before I cracked it open with a hammer because it made me feel bad to see it looking at me, but now that I look back on it that makes me feel worse?? Anyways, most of the crab is pretty meh, but woah, that hidden meat. It’s the tiny bit of meat at the butt end of the crab, right under the gills, and it’s fucking godly. It’s sweet, and savory, and amazing. Don’t just go out and buy it from the store, you have to eat it freshly boiled to really experience the hidden meat. I believe it’s normally called jumbo lump, but I always called it hidden meat. Anyways, eating crab is an experience you should have in your life time. 9/10

Shrimp: I. Fucking. Love. SHRIMP. I love shrimp. I love how fun they are to eat, I love their stupid little crust you have to eat around, I love them. Buy a ring from the grocery store (I’m allergic to the bag kind), pop em’ in some hot water to melt the ice, and eat up. They’re amazing. Any time I’ve had a new food I love, and didn’t know what was in it, it always ended up being shrimp. Unfortunately, a point is deducted for being bugs and having the legs that make me squimish. 8/10

A TIER:

Brotwursts: Brotwursts are just better sausages. They’re big, enough for a whole meal on their own, and they always cook up nice. Also, whenever I eat them, I hear ‘Doofenshmirtz quality brotwursts’ jingle in my mind. 7/10

Chicken: It’s chicken. Everyone’s had chicken. It ranges in quality, but it’s never bad. You know what chicken tastes like, and chicken is A tier. 7/10

Filet Mignon: I’m gonna be honest, I’m not a fan of filet mignon. I always buy it on special occasions because it’s expensive and it feels good to ball out (by ball out I mean spend twenty dollars on a steak), but it’s just mid. It has a noticably different flavor than a standard ribeye or new york strip, but it’s just… eh. It’s more tender, but it’s lacks that oomph that other steaks have. I feel like if I drank wine with it and pretended I was eating out, then it would be better, but wine gives me headaches. 6/10

Mushrooms: I like mushrooms. Stuffed mushrooms, breaded mushrooms, they’re all good. My standard way of cooking them is with salt and pepper and a bit of worcestershire sauce. They’re a good side, especially with steak, but they could never be their own meal. I haven’t had mushrooms such as the chicken of the woods or the giant puffball like I’ve seen reccomended in foraging circles, only the grocery store white kind and some porterbellas I wasn’t a fan of, but I’ll update this when I do finally get my hands on some. 7/10

B TIER:

Hamburger: I like hamburgers. Granted, my standard order is only two buns and a patty, maybe with some cheese if I’m feeling frisky. I’ve never had a homemade patty that I really enjoyed, though. They’re always either oozing juice or burnt to a crisp. And while there is an argument for both of those, I don’t want to take a bit of my burger and have a tsunami hit the back of my throat. 6/10

Ham: When most people cook ham, they always either make a honey glazed, or an unseasoned ham. While honey glazed is good, It’s a bit too sweet for my taste, and unseasoned is boring. But! I do love deli meat ham. Paper thin slices off the bone ham is to die for, I buy like three or four pounds at a time just because I know I’m going to end up eating entire bags in one sitting. 6/10

Salmon: I’m not a salmon fan yet. Every time I eat salmon, I start to like it a little bit more. It’s got a very refreshing taste, but my favorite is with a bit of lemon juice. And by a bit I mean a lot. Girly is SOAKED when I finally get a forkful. I also like how it just pulls apart, it makes my lizard brain happy especially since cutting the food is the worst part of a meal. Someday salmon will be up there, but right now, it’s just okay. 5/10

Salami: Salami tastes pretty good. It’s a nice type of sausage, and I like to eat it as a snack, but my beef is with PEPPERONI. I always eat too much and it makes my mouth hurt because I’m a wimp with no spice tolerance :( 6/10

C TIER:

Chicken Patty: I’m going to count chicken nuggets for this one as well. Chicken burgers are okay, not great by any means, but fine. Chicken nuggets are also really good. But you eat so many of them and they stop tasting like chicken anymore, and start tasting like hunger. I’m pretty sure I’m 50% chicken nugget at this point, and I don’t even know if I like them. 5/10

Lobster: If someone unsuccesfully tried to fuse crab and shrimp. I had it once at a club and I genuinely can’t place a single adjective to describe it’s taste. Like, I’d eat it if I was hungry enough, but it also made me throw up on the way home. 4/10

Pork Chop: I hate pork chops, straight up. I actually went pork free for a while because of a bad experience with a pork chop, but I said it was for a diet cause I’m a fake ass little bitch like that. It’s always either dry or juicy, and neither works for it. The fat doesn’t cook off, and it just makes me sad. I’ve never had a good pork chop, and probably never will, but at least it’s not the worst form of pork. 4/10

Rib: Okay, imagine with me. You’re in a really loud restaurant with your parents as a teenager, and your ears hurt and you’re tired and the lights are too bright, and nothing on the menu looks good. Eventually, a waitress comes up to you, and asks what your table wants. Everyone places their orders, and when she finally gets to you, you stumble through thoughts and just say ‘the ribs’. Half an hour later, your ribs get there and you cry. Because this night just got worse. They’re either dry (a common symptom of meat on this list), or slathered in sauce. Pray it’s not the latter, or else you’ll end up running to the bathroom to wash a metric fuckton of sauce off your mouth and hands and neck that leaves you with a rash for days. After fiddling with how to hold your rack of ribs, you finally take a bite and… it’s fucking mid. It’s mid. It tastes like pork pretending to be steak. It hurts to eat, because you have to unhinge your jaw around the bone and nibble bits of meat off, and you end up absolutely stuffed after just two of the four. 4/10

D TIER:

Bacon: Bacon sucks. It’s the unhealthiest part of the pig, for one. And for another, it’s not even tasty. It tastes like grease. If you cook it for too long, it’s crumbly. If you don’t cook it long enough, it’s flimsy. If you somehow manage to time it to the microsecond and cook it perfectly, congrats! It’s still fucking shit. It tastes disapointing, and that is the worst crime. 3/10

Bologna: Be honest, have you ever enjoyed bologna? We all had the same pack in the fridge when we were kids, yellow backdrop and all. And there was always that one kid who for some reason wreaked of bologna?? It’s not even a strong smelling food like dude how did you end up like that??? Deli ham is superior. 2/10

Turkey: Why do we celebrate thanksgiving with a turkey. It sucks. It feels like a sad food. Even if it’s not the breast, even deli turkey sucks. You can taste the poor living conditions of the bird. 3/10

F TIER:

Hotdogs: Everyone looks at hotdogs in the store and thinks ‘wow hotdogs yum’, and they buy a pack, and when they get home, it’s always upsetting. It tastes like what’s in it, be it boiled steamed or fried, pig heart and cow liver. 2/10

Spam: Meat should not come in a can meat should not come in a can meat should not come in a can meat should 1/10

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