#Matty Quigley

[forumkedis]

Fanfiction idea for a less upsetting writer than I:

Chea x Matty (platonic) with Chea as a burgeoning young mech pilot with eyes on the Peaceguard, copiloting a brand new Sonorie Tortoise (mkII) with Matty after a split seam dropped the squish-haunted copper beans from Chitz all over the interior during a tour with his friend, where they immediately integrated with whatever space was left in the pymaric work for the spreader. Matty’s a little hampered in that his sight is now permanently tethered to a mountain ogre’s face, but Vienne’s spreader technology was hyper-compatible with the Uaid squishes and it’s now a marvel on par with the original field spreader’s when compared to it itself.

Also they spar with Sette-and-Boo

[unsoundedcomic]

Whumptober 2024 - 13 - "Team As A Family"

Quigley loathed the stink of Uaid. The great green albatross around his neck assaulted him from a myriad of directions: his mildewed mud flesh, the stagnant water sloshing in his bowels, the rotten table scraps wedged in all his crevices, and even the heap of dirty laundry that Matty had been supposed to wash before all their small world had gone even more to shit.

There it sat still in a moist lump, and Quigley could smell it with impossible acuity, suddenly. The laundry, the mildew, the rot. He could smell it. It hurt his eyes.

Then the fucking zombie came down from the cockpit and Quigley could smell him too. Would that he could rip free the entirety of his sinuses in one long, greasy strip.

"We add a pinch of sugar to you," Adelier said in his tinny voice with its pretentious academic accent that Quigley swore he played up even more around him, "Add the result to a cool pitcher of water, and you'd be a refreshing draught to market to the spectators outside a summer duelling ring."

Quigley didn't look up from his newspaper.

"What?"

Adelier was undeterred. "SOUR," he clarified, perching primly on Matty's travel trunk. How did the corpse sit properly without an ass? No way to know. He picked a beetle from inside his left glove, crushed it, and flicked it down into Uaid's lower levels. "You seem sour as a lemon. Sour as a lemon." His hood tilted away for a fraction of a fraction, as if in thought, then it was gone. "Reading something disastrous there in the daily decree? I understand not how a son of the Six Rings tolerates a Crescian periodical. It is all- all inked in the Queen's befouled bathwater. You'd find more truth in a Sharteshanian courtroom."

Quigley did look up now - just the barest slash of evil eyes between his white fringe and the top of the paper.

"What?"

Adelier went cross inside his hood. Quigley felt a little better.

"A sour parrot then!" the zombie said stiffly. "What what? What what?" He leaned closer to make out the headline. "Litriya Shrine? This year the Bitch-Queen Cannibal orders her Tirnasday take-away from Litriya Shrine, hm?"

"NO!" corrected Matty from below. Quigley heard him rattle the ladder as he began to climb. "That is not how you say it, Mr Adelier! You say it: The twin sacrifice this year will march in a beautiful procession from Litriya Shrine, and go to Queen Sonorie for Tirnasday, and the world will have good fortune until next feast day!"

Duane chortled drily. "Someone do report to the Silver Eel it is nearly out of time to menace the country; Cutter must not have a subscription."

"Providing the sacrifice to the Queen is a heck of an honour," said Jivi, following Matty up onto Uaid's central platform. He turned to rummage in his pack before realising, with a jolt: "Litriya Shrine! Isn't that where we're going?"

Matty gasped and grabbed his arm. "I wonder if we'll meet the twin!"

"Meet the meat!" mocked Duane. Quigley wondered if the man that had murdered him ever thought back on the deed fondly. "I hope that we do. I will speak God's words to the poor wretch and tell them there is another way."

"You will NOT," hissed the Plat, finally folding the paper. He put himself nose to nose with the bastard - or would have, if a nose were yet extant. "You will not embarrass me at this shrine. I need the facility there to mend Uaid and unless you would like me to press you into his broken fucking leg like a wad of fucking chewing gum, you will keep your rotten yawp well shut until it's done."

"SOUR!" barked Duane, not retracting a word nor an inch, "What cloud is this you shrink beneath this day, hethllot?"

Jivi blinked at the Alds, and offered: "That's just Quigley." Matty shook his head and plunked down on the floor.

"No, Papa is vexed 'beyond all light and life' because Uaid is dirty."

Giving the Plat a gentle shove that rocked him back into his seat, Duane stood magnanimously, spreading his fleshless arms. "I did not realise you were so particular! Let us have a harrowing out then. Put the brute over onto the bank for a scrubbing and a scouring. And I say, methinks our caravan far enough from civilisation that a large Core Leech of our more… fragrant passengers will not overly offend friend khert."

From the dark underneath, Sette wailed: "Don't Core Leech me, ya freaks!"

Jivi leaned over the railing. "He means the trash, you trash! I knew you knew that you stink! How do you even stand it when you have a magic smelling nose! Take a bath!"

"I'm assertin' dominence o'er the atmosphere. There ain't one inch of this construct that I ain't put me mark on."

Duane pressed his fingertips together with some concern. "Sette, have you urinated on the walls?"

Little girl cackling bounced around like bats in the blackness. "Figure it out, Materials Master!"

Matty laughed, and Quigley felt a little better. He liked when Matty laughed. But then the zombie slapped his knee, and between that undead contact and the thought of Sharteshanian piss on half his possessions, he wished suddenly and desperately to bathe. He had always been a tidy sort, sensitive to smells and clutter. Vienne had never called him neurotic to his face, but they had fought whenever her forge gubbins intruded upon the rest of the house. Matty knew that, too. He should have been keeping Uaid tidier.

Thinking about it, now Quigley was cross again. He looked away from Duane's questing gaze. The zombie didn't let him. "You must forgive me," he said, leaning into his field of view, "I, of course, can smell nothing. Do I, myself, offend also? Shall I also Core Leech my-"

"Aye," Quigley affirmed. Matty grabbed at the zombie's hands to stop him wiping himself from existence.

"No, Mr Adelier! Only your clothes! And maybe the old crusts and wrappers and fuzzy parts of Uaid's bum crack!"

Duane smiled at him kindly. "'Twould have to be only those, young master. The rest of me is well-warded and cannot possibly create an odour. But I do forget my clothing, and these have been strange days spent among strange - and apparently odoriferous - substances. With all humility, I apologise if I am the cause of anyone's distemper."

The zombie bowed his hooded head and Quigley could not dismiss the sincerity of the gesture.

It wasn't much, but he felt a little better. Matty threw his arms around his neck and wasn't immediately shrugged off.

"Papa, if we're going to stop, let's picnic! I'll make food and everyone can swim in the river while Mr Adelier cleans Uaid!" Matty dove for the sack of provisions Iori had gifted them in Ethelmik. "UAAAAID! <Find a grassy bank! No bugs!>"

Sette's brown and bedraggled mop popped up through the floor. "S'gonna be sammiches again? Why couldn't that large woman pack us any pies? Pies don't go stale but all the bread's gone hard as Jivi's head."

"Eat your putrid canned fish," Jivi shot back, "More for us. You don't friggin' know what hard is 'til you've had nothin' but hardtack for two weeks, landsman."

"I'd never be stoopid enough t'be in that situation," answered the Sharte with supreme smarm, "UAAAID! Find a stoppin' point near a town and I'll go nick us some proper food!"

"Like you robbed that chapel yesterday?" hissed Quigley, grabbing at her hair. He missed, of course, but then Sette turned and did the oddest thing. Deep into her voluminous britches she punched her right hand, and from the depths there she produced a small and sealed jar of pickled and peppered quail eggs.

"AYE. Like I robbed that chapel yesterday and came up with these pickled abominotions I know Plats love. Here."

Quigley caught the sparkling wee jar deftly. Ooh, Main Noire brand, from Valyne. He hadn't even seen the brand in years, with its gold foil label and curling vliegeng logo. Shrewd eyes darted to the Sharte. "What's the catch?"

"Givin' me flesh protector and me a ride, ain'tcha? Just stop castin' murder looks at everyone; makes me homesick."

Jivi gave the jar a once-over, then jutted his chin out.

"Whatcha brought me?"

"Look here-" Sette reached into her shirt and Jivi crowded forward to see. He was thrown off-balance when she suddenly hooked a naked foot into the back of his knee and shoved him hard in the chest. Arms wheeling for purchase, he fell back, towards the edge of the platform, but found nothing to grab but his attacker. Sette called him everything but a gentleman and they both toppled down into darkness. A splash reported their landing, then the sputtering jabber of a Crescian and a Sharte trying to outcurse each other.

"How much of that is piss down there?" asked Quigley, popping the seal on the eggs and laughing and laughing. Matty ooh'd and reached for one. Quigley felt a little better.

[phantom-september]

The Lovers of Seferpine Art of the ongoing comic @unsoundedupdates by @glassshard Thank you all for the love my piece received in the fanart contest! :D Additional Quigley and art thoughts below the cut.

Mathis Quigley! I could talk about him forever. This piece was partially inspired by the Lovers of Valdaro, a pair of 6,000 year-old skeletons in Italy that were found buried in each other's arms. Largely inspired by Quigley's line that his heart already stopped years ago. Quigley feels dead and buried, but is unable to reach out for the love he's buried with. Comforting Matty means reaching out with hands stained with his mother's blood. I wanted the grave to resemble skin/an open wound around the edges. Full of so much raw hate and love, wanting to die yet having to live on in the ruins of his life--knowing what has happened is his own doing. Blood on his hands. His self-awareness only makes the wound that much more painful for him. What a well-crafted character. As The Odyssey says, "Tell me about a complicated man." I love reading about Quigley; keep telling me about this complicated man. There is no Penelope waiting for him at home, and there is no home for him to return to.

[selenedistress]

Unsounded is an amazing comic with wonderful characters and dialogue. I have read it one and a half times now, and I think I have found satisfactory answers to a very important question. What are the characters' opinions on trans people?

Duane Adelier: I think he would be supportive of trans people if he met and talked to one. He would still need a bit more convincing to accept non-binary genders though, and he'd probably still be casually misogynistic.

Sette Frummagem: She would probably be supportive but would also make transphobic jokes occasionally, no matter what boundaries any individual trans people have set. I'd put the rest of the Frummagem family in this category, with varying degrees of disrespect, except from Anadyne, who i think would be just supportive, as she is not interested in petty bouts of one-ups-manship.

Mathis Quigley: I don't think he cares for trans people. But only because he is generally misanthropic, not because he is particularly bigoted. Nevertheless, I wouldn't expect any allyship from him.

Matty: He's a sweet baby boy. He would definitely be supportive.

Jivi: He would be supportive, but he would be prickly about it initially. Like he might get one's name or pronouns wrong and when they correct him he'd get mad, but I think that eventually he would get over it and be normal about it.

Emil Toma: There is a point where Mathis debates Duane's humanity but Emil is like "you say your name is Duane and I accept it and that's how I'll treat you". So I think he would be supportive of trans people. If a trans person committed crimes against the crescian queen, Emil would definitely use their correct name and pronouns as he arrested them.

Elka: She would be generally positive, but she would misgender a trans person she thinks did something bad.

Bastion Winalils: Supportive, but he may or may not be a chaser.

Queen Sonorie: Of course she is supportive of trans people. However, her plans as a politician do not include them, as she believes she has much more pressing matters to attend to.

General Bell: If Bell lived in the current real world he would be a youtuber that made videos about being an alpha male, so I'm pretty sure he would be a transphobe.

Cutter: Transphobic, but only because he hates everyone already.

Starfish: Transphobic. He would commit hate crimes.

Murkoph: Supportive. He would commit hate crimes.

[naancydrew]

mystery inviters and should nancy kiss them

SCK, aunt eloise: a greeting cheek kiss

SCK remastered, beech: NO

STFD, mattie: yes

MHM, rose: no bc nancy doesnt need to get in the middle of her and abby and make that a mess... abby may be poly but rose is for sure monogamous

TRT: no specific person hired her. maybe its christi lane the owner/her dad's friend who invited? not enough info to deem kissable

FIN, maya: YESSS!! i believe they already have

SSH, franklin rose: no

DOG, sally: yes

CAR, paula: no

DDI, katie: YES specifically to cause drama between her and jenna

SHA: if its the rawleys, then no. if it's bess & george, yes.

CLK, helen: maybe? probably not. helen is going thru a lot rn

CUR, hugh: nah things with linda are messy enough without nancy homewrecking. EDIT : have been informed it was actually Linda's mom who hired.....ok mayhaps then

TRN, lori: no...i dont think she would... she needs to wake up from her bad taste in men but nancy doesnt need to be the one to teach her that.

wait i forgot the hardys actually invited her not lori. YES!!! to either boy

DAN, amy grunhild: nah

CRE, quigley: i dont think they vibe

ICE, chantal: no .

CRY, ned: sure she already does

VEN, prudence: maybe. might be a gilf.

HAU, kyler: shes a newlywed but. yes. her making nancy her moh was crazy

RAN, bess: DUH YES

WAC, headmistress: maybe...not enough info

TOT, krolmeister: again. could be a gilf. maybe

SAW, krolmeister: he's giving us a trip to japan......i mean yeah thank u

CAP, marcus: no he sucks and i dont want anya to have more reason to hate me

ASH: the clue challenge leaders? maybe. brenda? sounds toxic. sure.

TMB, jon: no he reads too fatherly to me (might be that he looks so much like my bf's dad)

DED, victor: no. is this even a question. no.

GTH, savannah: yes

SPY, revenant: . no....

MED, sonny: for sure yeah

LIE, melina: shes hot. yes

SEA, dagny: YES YES YES MAKE OUT NOW!!!!

MID, dierdre: sloppy style. rivals with benefits. situationship. literally anything and everything please please pelase

KEY, adela: PLEEEAASSEEE YESSSS THEY HAD A VIBEEEE

[duperderedere]

UHHH!!! DUANE REALLY WAS JUST HER ATTACK ZOMBIE, I'M HOLLERING. D: D: D:

I have to admit this is a little wild to me haha. I kind of expected it, at least in the sense that I knew Sette had those natural abilities with ghosts- Duane had mentioned it enough, we’ve seen it happen- but it’s this realization that the amulet wasn’t to help her control Duane

It was to help her control herself

I don’t think, if Sette realized it was HER own natural abilities, that she ever would command Duane like she did. Or at least, she wouldn’t trust him like she did. She thought he was just a plod, then grew to love him (just a Da), and now that love is deeply, deeply betrayed

By him? By herself? Yes.

I think it’s important to recognize tho that Duane isn’t JUST a pymaric- Sette is indeed a little wrong here. He can do things pymarics simply cant- he is a whole collection of memories, a man tied together by his soul. What the pymaric IS is that thing in his neck

Hell, right here it even kinda looks like the pymaric at his neck is stopping him

I saw on the askblog that Duane realizes this is sort of like the Etalarche curse. Just, instead of making up reasons to hate someone, his brain/soul is rationalizing reasons to love and listen to her. That’s kind of horrific and super sad but also, are those people now Pymarics? Are they just ghosts because they are able to be manipulated in this way?

I don’t think so- and I think that’s going to be the key. Because… doesn’t love feel out of your control sometimes? Something you can try to fight, something you can try to deny, but our feelings exist within us and yet independent from us. Just like Quigley, Duane has feelings he can’t exactly control or explain- feelings he tries to push away or deny. Quigley didn’t WANT to love Matty, and actively tried not to. But it happened.

I hope Duane has the chance to choose love, too! I hope he’s able to show Sette that love. It’s way too sad to think about the only love Sette gets being ‘manipulated’. She deserves more! Way more!!! She’s best girl!!!!

[unsoundedupdates]

Ch18, page 02

•LATEST UPDATE HERE•

And we're back! Thanks for your patience over the break, everyone! When last we left our heroes... a lot was going on! Sette, Duane, and Boo dove into the khert to gather a ghostly army to combat the monsters raging through Port Morstorben! Captain Toma and Elka ventured into the mayoral manor to find Queen Sonorie and Toma's daughter! Jivi and Quigley are going after Matty, ostensibly kidnapped by a Starfish-faced horror. And Knock-Me-Down is... somewhere or other, possibly looting, possibly trying to save her cousin Anadyne. Let's cheer 'em all on!

As usual, I was successfully petitioned for a deadline extension to the fanworks contest! (lol) so the new deadline is a week from today, October 9th. There aren't too many entries so far, so if you whip something up this week you may have a pretty good chance! ;)

-Ashley

•••••••••••• Discuss the comic on Discord or Reddit

[yallcantread]

I know that this question has nothing to do with Matty Healy, but what do you think of the allegations against Lizzo ? would love to hear your thoughts on that

No, it’s okay! Feel free to ask me about anything or any celebrity; it doesn’t have to be about Matty Healy. As for Lizzo, I personally don’t know anyone who’s worked with her, but from what I’ve seen in the media, she presents herself as someone promoting body positivity and kindness.

However, there are aspects that concern me. A person who speaks loudly but avoids critical issues may not be genuine. While she advocates for feminism and body positivity, her interactions with other celebrities seem odd and not in line with how one would expect a fellow celebrity to behave.

Furthermore, her association with known physical abuser Chris Brown raises questions. Another issue was the religious coercion from Lizzo’s dance captain (Shirlene Quigley) towards the other dancers. As someone who was once a big ATHEIST, and is now just an atheist, I can say I don’t like organized religions without making it a personality trait. So here it goes. I don’t like organized religions, especially when people use them to justify actions or coerce others.

When confronted with allegations, Shirlene Quigley posted this which to me shows that she did whatever they said it was. They said she made sexual comments and shamed women that had premarital sex. Lizzo and the people she hangs around with seem to lack the understanding of boundaries, not everybody wants to be “embraced” in their “sexuality” to me you can showcase your sexuality without involving other people in it. I hate strip clubs personally, so if invited to one I’d say no, which I have before.

Although I wasn’t a fan of her music, I understand that many people looked up to her or saw themselves in her. But to be honest, seeing yourself in a celebrity is never a good idea because you don’t actually //know// that celebrity outside of what they show. People yearn for representation in real people, but don’t realize that they can be their own individual representation. All you have is yourself at the end of the day. But incidents like these are essential because we shouldn’t support individuals who knowingly mistreat others.

I believe that if you’re in a position of power or celebrity, you should use your influence to do something good or speak about important issues. It’s disappointing when someone with a platform doesn’t take that opportunity to uplift others or create a better world.

Ultimately, moments like this prompt us to reassess our support and consider redirecting it towards someone who genuinely uses their platform to make a positive impact. It doesn’t have to be positive. It can just be enough.

Something I like to say is, the world only works when we all help one another. And we may not be able to help everyone and helping only one singular person might not change the world but I think if we can at least change one person’s perception of the world or better their world for even a day I think that could be enough to set off a domino effect of change.

Life is very hard. Its debilitating, sometimes it’s hard to get out of bed or to even make an appearance sometimes. Or sometimes we belittle ourselves, compare ourselves, or insult ourselves for no valid reason. Life is only worth living because of other people and our interests. You can live without one or the other but you cannot live a decent life or a life at all without both of them. You’ll only find yourself miserable. One thing we know for certain is that we all die. Nobody is special and nobody’s avoiding death.

Lizzo took advantage of her celebrity status and allowed her head to get big. Her first mistake was seeing herself as a celebrity instead of a person like you and me. That’s always everyone’s first mistake. We devalue people when we disregard them as human. People have so much to offer outside of their beauty, their jobs, their body, their identity or whatever else. I feel that the gen z generation is the most progressive and least judgmental to some extent but these days it feels like everyone wants to be *something* or everyone wants to be seen and validated by millions of people, so they’ll change things about themselves in order to fit that narrative. Ego is the biggest killer of a person.

That’s my very long and kind of off topic response. Sorry. I ramble a lot!

[neosatsuma]

[miscellaneoustenten]

@unsoundedcomic I love the way Matty peeks out of my book!

[icenineporcupine]

･ the chosen solitude of the chosen ･

... otherwise known as, “the healthy and proactive ways in which I imagine quigley will spend his time in the shrine workshop between now and when the comic finally returns to him...”  (・∩・) 

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: coughs nervously into mic :  ... hi! did I hear something about an unsounded fanart contest?!? if so, please accept me casually dumping my sadness upon all of you. if not ... uh, well ...  : frantically tries to collect and shove sadness back into her pockets : ...  I love this tragic little family more than I can express, and I know we likely won’t see much of them for a while with the story headed for a flashback in Duane-landia. so this is just a little tribute to tide my heart over...! 

( quigley, vienne, matty, uaid, & chitz hail from unsounded, by ashley cope. )

[hermdoggydog]

Punsounded: Life and Limb

The dismembered body part fun continues!

Looks like this is our heroes’ sole safe haven. Some place where they can hopefully heel up and/or kick back. If they’re really lucky, maybe the owner will foot the bill for damages to their constructs.

This is not the day they drown. Not toe-day anyway.

[unsoundedcomic]

Quiglely was a better parent than Vienne, wasn't he? Vienne forced him into having a child he didn't want and then put their lives at risk by cooperating with known terrorists. Quigley saved his boy and then looked after him better than Vienne ever did.

That's a take with a lot of cayenne on top, man, I dunno. I think Vienne was really flawed as a parent but I also always thought it was cool how she was determined to have her cake and eat it too. Yeah, she wanted to run her business and make her revolution machine and be the village eccentric; but she also wanted to have a kid just like the other women, and raise him her way. So she did!

Did she put her work first? Absolutely. She treated her ambitions like her second, slightly more important child. Matty was loved and raised well but she didn't treat him like her whole existence revolved around him. She remained her own person with her own goals.

I dunno, it's nuanced! Quigley as a dad, too, is nuanced. He didn't want a kid. He had a deal with his wife not to have one. But then suddenly, there he was.

They both have done the best they could do considering who they happened to be. At the end of the day, here's Matty, and he wouldn't exist without them.

[grimoireemil]

It’s really cute that Matty thinks that there will be “no more bad people” in Sharteshane. I guess his point of reference is a biiiiit skewed though LOL

[forumkedis]

Silver Patron and Friendly Frozen Coffee

What do you think an Unsounded blorbo would be?

(As inspired by a recent post of yours that Tumblr won't let me put in my ask)

I haven't been on tumblr much this week so whatever "recent post" you saw was probably queued weeks ago and I've forgotten it, sorry haha

Oh wait possibly the "blorbhov from my russian novels" post? Like, how to make a pun on "blorbo" that follows naming conventions that are characteristic of Unsounded?

In which case, the most obvious one is "Crescian names are four letters", in which case I submit:

What about Blrb the doomed silvermonster bait from my favorite webcomic

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Or if you just mean "what are the blorbos in the Unsounded fandom", well @lemueladeliers runs a whole blog for Lem obviously and I've also seen people get rather blorbo-rific about Bastion, Anadyne, Mikaila, Duane, and Prakhuta. Unsounded has so many fascinating, compelling characters that there's MANY possible blorbos there, sky's the limit really

[mattythemassmurderer]

The Boy Is Dead The War Is Over

Simply incredible...... at Long Last, the Blighted Being, the Rot Before the Reckoning, the King of Shapes and Emissary of Eternity, Matty “Craftlung” Quigley has fallen in combat, felled with lethal and permanent intent by Aldish patrol forces. Doomed by the presumption and pride of his own war construct, Uaid, Unclean, who swallowed an entire weapon of mass destruction because he thought it was a colorful piece of candy. Here, at the turning of eras, a great evil is Swept Clean from the screaming skin of the world..... a blessing bathed in blood. We are All Free.

The Boy Is Dead! The War Is Over! The Boy Is Dead! The War Is Over! Rejoice! Rejoice!