#Scrypt

[imgdreaming]

i love grimora so much it upsets me i cant play her game :-( she seems so fun the little bit of a boss you get with her is so boisterous and exciting its a breath of fresh air tbh i really love it i wish we got to spend time with her

[miningdelta]

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[aetherive]

Hey guys just came back after nearly a year of being dormant what the fuck happened

[ghostly-penumbra]

a ghostly choice

Ao3

Summary: Jason has a decision to make.

DPxDC

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The wind whipped around them, flowing with Jason’s tumultuous emotions: a tornado of his own making that left him and Danny right at its centre, its core.

“I can’t tell you what to choose, Jay, but you have to choose. This… this is your crossroad.”

And Jason could feel it within himself: his obsession fighting for stability, the two aspects of it now set against each other, no longer coexisting in balance, no longer with the same goal.

Justice or Revenge.

The Lazarus Pit boiled in his veins, in every cell of his body, clamouring for blood and violence, reminding him of all that he had suffered, all the people that had to pay.

Closing his eyes he could feel the city, his haunt, thrumming with lie all around him… but in pain, bleeding. The corruption of it, the violence, the poverty, made it scream non-stop, cry out for something it knew it wouldn’t get.

And then, buried deep beneath disdain, anger, and resentment, was not hope, but a desire for a better future, for bright days, to finally get a respite.

Jason opened his eyes, and tears streamed down his face.

“Justice.”

[mrawkweird]

Unlike GTA 6 OTM ain't afraid to hit these streets.

[rawsmackdownnxtdivas]

Jaida Parker (with OTM) vs Brinley Reece (with Malik Blade & Edris Enofe):NXT 4/9/24

[the-pen-pot]

Twinkle lights and creativity for the win!

[longelk]

shoutout to steam replay for this

[jasvvy]

MOTHER FUCKING SCRYPTS vs axiom

[pinksparklelps]

The feelings are bad and im fighting them with stoat with boobs

[codchrist]

OMG Scrypts was actually Reggie 😂😂😂😂

[gible-love-nibles-archive]

As if I wasn't already going ape over In/scrypt/ion on Switch

Guess who just jumpscared me in the mail

[ghostly-penumbra]

Ectoberhaunt 2023. Day Nine

"Dragon"

Ao3 and as a stand-alone

“Would you like a drink, Danny?”

“Just some pop, please.”

Danny’s boss snorted but accepted easily enough, handing Danny a can of cool Pepsi whilst he twirled his whiskey.

“So, do you like your job, Danny?” His boss asked without preambles.

Danny didn’t really need to think about it, he answered honestly, “Yeah, it’s chill. The pay is good and I’ve been kinda nocturnal since I was fourteen so the late hours are no problem for me. The tips are great too, and the patrons are… wild, yes,” his boss huffed a small laugh at Danny’s understatement of the night-club goers, but didn’t interrupt him, “but no one has, like, tried to punch me or something, so I don’t mind.”

“That’s good.” His boss said softly and drank some more of his whiskey. “Look, Danny, contrary to what you may have heard of me, I am not in the habit of conquering other realms and enthralling their rulers, so know that you are not my vassal and I don’t want your Kingdom. I don’t even want my Kingdom! I’ve quit! But! You don’t look like you want to leave.”

“I would very much like to keep my job, if that’s at all possible.”

Lucifer Morningstar, owner of the nightclub Lux and Danny’s current boss (so far, at least), put his tumbler aside and gave his full attention to the young man sitting across from him.

“I don’t want you to leave, either.” The Devil said. “You’re a good employee and even Maze likes you!” He said this like it was either the biggest honour or the biggest abnormality.

Mazikeen was cool, even if a tad violent, so he took the comment both ways.

“But you do know that it’s not a good look for the King of Ghosts to be working for the King of Hell, right? No matter that I’m retired or that you are alive.” He rolled his eyes at the last bit.

“Yeah. That’s, I’ll get an earful for that.” It would be from the Observants, though, and he really didn’t care for their opinion, so it would just be a minor annoyance.

“And whether you stay at Lux or not, the pantheons have certainly taken notice.” Mister Morningstar rolled his eyes again and looked at Danny with pity, which, yeah, inter-pantheon relations was not something the Ghost Zone wanted or that Danny was interested in engaging with.

“Ah, yes, the rammies.” He made a face at that. He really didn’t want any god (lowercase g, all of them) snooping in his realm to see what his relationship with the Devil was.

But if shit was going to hit the fan anyway, why not keep his well-paid job?

“It’s not a problem for me,” the Devil kept saying, “I’m happily retired! For you, on the other hand, they’ll see you as my vassal if you don’t really get anything out of this, –no, a weekly salary with legal benefits means nothing to these beings.” He said before Danny could interrupt. “If there was something I could just give you as a boon–” He stopped and a large smile slowly spread on his face. “That’s it! I am a genius!” He stood up and began pacing back and forth whilst Danny just clutched his can of pop.

“Uh, what is it?” Asked Danny, sipping his pepsi.

“I will give you Hell!” Ignoring his employee choking on his drink, the Devil carried on. “We can say you are my apprentice, or you can be my actual apprentice if you want me to teach you the ropes, and I will give you the Key of Hell and you can add it to the Ghost Zone! No one will be stupid enough to give you any trouble for it, and I will finally get my annoying family off my back.”

“But they’ll be on mine!” Danny protested once he stopped choking. “I don’t want to have Hell! I didn’t even want to be King of the Ghost Zone, I was just the dumbass that defeated the old one! I- I just wanna get through college, afford my half-life, and become an astronaut…” He put his head in one hand, the other one holding the can against his forehead.

Why this? Why couldn’t he be fired for sleeping on the bar, like a normal person?

“Oh, please, Danny, you’re a young King, hardworking too; you must want more than that.” Mister Morningstar looked him in the eye not obstructed by pop and spoke slowly, with intent, “Tell me, Danny, what do you desire?”

“To protect everyone I care about, anyone that needs it, to help them.”

“Mm, kind of basic and boring but-”

“And to reach the stars, to sail through them in the infinite night.” Danny blinked hard and shook himself off. “That’s not cool, sir.”

“Dual Obsession?” The Devil said, easily ignoring Danny’s complaint. “Not very common; befitting for a King. So what you want to do is help. You can do it being King of Hell!”

“That doesn’t sound likely.” Danny’s response only made his boss’s smirk return, and then the Devil really began his sales pitch.

How, if Danny became the new King of Hell, he could totally help redeem the souls of the damned, and since he was already King of the Ghost Zone, he could take the damned souls of the innocent there if Heaven refused to open the Gates for them, wankers that they were.

“What do you mean innocent souls in Hell?”

That only made the Devil lean in cheerily, “Oh?” He asked. “Haven’t you heard?”

Sold souls, of course. From people who sold their soul to delay their loved one’s death, to wronged firstborns whose parents wanted power no matter the cost. All of them, in Hell.

“That’s not fair.” Danny said with clenched fists.

“Well, it’s not like I have a neutral realm where runaway, wronged souls could take refuge in.” Mister Morningstar said, knowing he had the young adult hooked.

“I-” Danny tried to speak, but felt his core thrumming writhing him. He wanted to help. “I will… consult it, first, it’s- it’s too much.”

His boss nodded sagely, and once again looked him in the eye. “I will extend your insurance to your family and include dental.”

Danny would still consult it with Clockwork and his friends, but he knew he was sold.

[mrawkweird]

The block is every bit of hot tonight.

[rawsmackdownnxtdivas]

OTM:NXT Spring Breakin' (Week 1)

[the-pen-pot]

This is the latest addition to my writing shed (aka the scriptorium, or scrypt). A static cling bit of window art to stop the sun being quite so piercing (when it ever bothers to shine!)

Today I'm writing Benji Dinks commission piece which has, of course, gone over its target word count. 🤣