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patiann345 · 6 months ago

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I'm gonna be honest; I don't think it's fair to blame a single game (BATIM in this case) for the state of Modern Mascot Horror...

That's giving Bendy WAY too much credit hj/

But seriously though; to say that BATIM is at fault for the state of mascot horror and that it started/popularized all the overused trends is just. really really unfair to it. And that's coming from someone who is extremely critical of the series, I WISH I could blame Bendy for everything but alas, I am unable 😔

I think my biggest issue with blaming Bendy, or really any big horror like Fnaf or Poppy, is that.. so many of those trends aren't unique to those games? Bendy takes SO MUCH from games like Bioshock, but we're not blaming Bioshock for mascot horror trends, are we? And yeah, you can say "Well Bioshock isn't indie and it's not mascot horror" but,, where do you think people are drawing inspiration? Yeah, a lotta games may be inspired by Bendy, but a lot of others, INCLUDING Bendy, are inspired by the classics before it.

To talk about some arguments I've seen; saying Bendy popularized "exploring an abandoned facility" feels almost silly considering how many popular horror games and media have done that before. It's been a horror staple for forever, so of course a lot of mascot and/or indie games would follow suit. There's the first Resident Evil, I think Silent Hill COULD count, RPG maker games such as Ao Oni.. And as for film; technically The Blair Witch falls into this category. And the same goes for "cute mascot turned scary" like.. I'm sorry but plenty of games alone were doing that before Bendy. Ever played Tattletail? You could argue FNAF has done this too. Spooky's jumpscare mansion perhaps? And if you wanna look past just games; Gremlins. And yes, I'm counting Gremlins as horror. If you don't, then consider Chucky or Annabelle (though maybe Annabelle is to a lesser extent since she's.. pretty freaky looking before the possession stuff in the film) I'm not. even going to address "free roam gameplay" because. I mean, do I have to? I should not have to go over a list of free roam horror games to tell you why that's 1. not even a trend? and 2. not.. Bendy specific.

All this also isn't considering a lot of other media you could take inspiration from; Creepypastas and ARGs and Books and so on and so forth. A lot of those have contributed to Mascot Horror, ESPECIALLY creepypasta.. Most of the popular ones do fall under the "cute-to-scary" trope such as Cupcakes, Sonic.EXE, the Tails Doll curse, and a lot of lost episodes and haunted gaming creepypastas. You can't tell me some of the big games now aren't slightly inspired.

Also also, a lotta popular mascot horror recently has followed certain tropes and trends, yeah, but that doesn't mean they're necessarily good or bad. People hear "Cliche" and think negatively, but you CAN do a cliche really REALLY well, you can put a super strong spin on it if you try and make it feel new and fresh, even if it's been done over and over before by other pieces of media. Yes, BATIM has "cute-to-scary" mascots, it has abandoned location exploration, and it released in chapters, and so on and so forth. But we're not considering HOW it uses these tropes and if they're done well. We're just saying "Well, it has them so.. blame Bendy ig" and that's, again, not fair! It's not fair to BATIM and it's not fair to other horror media, some of which has served as big inspirations and the sort of "building blocks" for modern horror.

To make something clear, and I know this may upset some people to hear; BATIM is not unique as a piece of horror media. The only thing that sets it apart is the artstyle, and even then, with the release of BATDR, we've been inching away from that rubberhose-1930s style for a more generic look and feel. Bendy is not special, and it's not special as a mascot horror, even by the standards of 2017 when it came out. There were other games doing what it was doing, and there will continue to be games that do what it did.

It is not fair to blame Bendy, and it's not fair to blame any one single game or piece of media. Tropes and trends and cliches come and they go, and whether or not you like the current state of mascot horror, if you agree or disagree that it's a problem (I personally don't think it is and don't. really care tbh?) You cannot blame a single piece of media for the problems you have with a genre.

(Sorry this is so ramble-y!! And if it's not super well structured, I just really wanted to get my thoughts out there akjagsdhljgadslh,, also, I'd love to hear other people's thoughts, if you agree or disagree or are unsure. Think it'd be cool to start a discussion ^^)

#Roddy rambles #Batim #bendy and the ink machine #bendy and the dark revival #bendy lone wolf #boris and the dark survival #batdr #bendy #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #mascot horror #indie horror #horror genre

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doki-doki-imagines · 11 months ago

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hi! idk if u know anything abt mk11 (and its the only game i have so im pretty familiar with it) but im just wondering if i could request a mk11 skarlet x fem earthrealmer reader since i love skarlet and i barely see stuff abt her.

scenario is that skarlet lives with the reader in earthrealm and during halloween the reader teaches skarlet abt what the spooky holiday is and such. just a silly thought i had :]

"What are you doing, sugar?" Skarlet says, pointing at you sitting on the ground outside, knife shoved inside a pumpkin with no sign of moving.

"I'm trying to make Halloween decorations, wanna help me out?" Your grilfriend nods at your proposal, sitting next to you, trying to understand what you are doing.

"Sugar…what is Halloween?" Well, it's just right that Skarlet coming from Outworld doesn't know about this Earthrealm tradition.

So you explain how it works to her, pumpkin forgotten, while you try to convey the meaning of this tradition.

"Okay, I got the hang of this, let me carve the pumpinks for you." Skarlet replies at the end, hand already reaching the knife inside the fruit.

"Are you sure? This pumpkin is so hard to carve-"

Skarlet stops you, forefinger on your mouth "I was a warrior, do you remember? No pumpkin can't defeat me."

So you accept, she is right after all. You decide to prepare some food and drink while Skarlet works so hard at the decorations, a little prize for her hard work.

You almost drop the tray with the snacks at the 12 carved pumpkins in front of you.

"I-Is that the oil warning light? And that the high engine coolant temperature warning light?" You blabber out too astonished by the sight in front of you, laying the tray on the nearest table.

"Yes! In the films we watched together, people always freaked out when they saw these symbols, so I thought they fit fine with this tradition!" Skarlet replies, honest joy in her eyes.

You listen, eyes wide. Then a laughter blossoms from your throat, getting as close as possible to your lover.

You kiss her plush lips the moment you are able to breathe normally, your hands cupping her cheeks.

"You are wonderful Skarlet."

#mk x reader #mk11 x reader #mortal kombat x reader #skarlet #skarlet x reader

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lovebillyhargrove · 1 year ago

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Harringrove seasons AU

***

August is running out. It is the time when nights have already started getting perceptibly colder, but days are still so heartbreakingly warm, you don't wanna let go.

Like Steve, who doesn't want to let go of Billy.

Or Billy, who wants to hold on to Steve.

Who desperately wishes to add just a couple of more days to August. Make it thirty-three. Or thirty-five.

At least.

***

One evening Steve sets off to look for Billy, because he hasn't seen him in the last three days. When he asks the magpies if they know where the summer is, they tell him he's wandering around the woods with a big basket searching for something and talking to himself like a madman.

"The summer's gone cuckoo!" - they burst out into chatter and laughter, but Steve isn't up for having fun.

Only close to midnight does he finally find Billy.

The warm simmering light and the sweet smell of burning pine wood have led him on the right path.

Steve sees Billy in the thick of the forest, on a small clearing, surrounded by tall mighty oak trees, so tall that their tops get lost in the dark starry sky above. Stars in August are witchy, it is common knowledge. They are so distant, so sparkly and cold, and they are watching you.

August stars are enchanted just like everything else around. The night is cool and damp, and there is dense fog laying heavy in milky swirls above and around the swamp nearby. Under every leaf there lives a mystery, a story, a creature. Behind one single cloud hides the silver moon, waiting to flood all with its crisp eerie shine.

The stars are twinkling bright, so magically bright, and the chilly, hocus scented air fills the head of a midnight wanderer with clarity and vigor, and anticipation of a miracle.

Steve is trying to be as quiet as possible, not to disturb.

Everything around is immersed in sleepy calm, and only the frogs' drowsy ribbit-ribbitting and distant hooting of a night bird fill the deep silence. The usual night orchestra.

As he is making his way towards Billy, there's a falling star, shooting right above the clearing, and Steve makes a wish - to always find summer.

Billy is busy.

Steve sees a big fire, sparks flying up towards the invisible tree crowns, and Billy's focused face lightened by the glow.

He is constantly stirring something gurgling and boiling in a huge cauldron, muttering under his breath

"Seven red fly agarics, nine orange ones .. three yellow .. thirteen russules, each a different colour .. eight orange chanterelle mushrooms of different sizes .."

With one hand he stirs whatever is brewing in the cauldron, and in the other he holds a thread with dry and semi-dry mushrooms strung on it. From time to time, he stops stirring and plucks the mushrooms from the thread, counting.

"Eleven brown hay mushrooms, one birch chaga, the size of a palm .. where the hell is this chaga .. ??" - he stops stirring and pokes around in the basket standing nearby. - "Alright. Found it. Come here, don't fight it .. seventeen honey fungi .. three aspen mushrooms .. ugh, you are such beauties .. All of you."

Billy looks like a witch. Too bad he's not wearing a spiked black hat and a black cloak

Stirring, mixing that magic

"Wait a second, did I put twelve ink mushrooms .. ? Yes, yes, I did. Ten violet webcaps .. and one whole circle of fairy-ring mushrooms."

"Oh, I forgot you buddy .. one grey spotted amantia, here you go .."

"Okay now for the more serious stuff."

Billy grunts and goes digging in the basket again.

"One satan's bolete .. A set of devil's fingers .. spooky .. And, finally, one pale grebe."

Steve steps out into the clearing

"Oh, do you mean a death angel?"

Billy stops mixing whatever there is in the cauldron and looks up.

"You startled me, pretty boy. And yes, it's the same one, different names."

Steve is still watching Billy in bewilderment

"What on earth are you doing?"

"I'm making a potion. Can't you see?" He answers seriously.

"A potion?" Steve is amused.

"An old owl told me. Who lives in the hollow of a hundred-year-old elm tree, down by the river."

"What is the potion for?"

"For .. making it last a little longer. Stalling the time. See, I don't want to go yet. I want to stay, just a bit more .. It's going to give me the power to do that."

"Oh. But .. Billy, this old owl is so old, she has dementia. I wouldn't trust her on anything she says."

"Well, I've got no other choice."

Steve is amused but he also knows that he has to soothe Billy's unnecessary wilful wanting, once again.

"When will it be ready?"

"In the morning. I should drink it when the first sun ray breaks the sky."

Steve sits near the fire and Billy joins him after some time. The fire is getting duller, the potion stops gurgling and is beginning to settle.

Billy is the first to slide into sleep near the dying flames, and Steve is gazing at the bright live coals, listening to night sounds and Billy's even breath, until his own eyelids become heavy and eventually fall.

In the morning, Steve is woken up by Billy's upset voice:

"No, no! I'm two hours late! .. The sun is already high in the sky."

He is pacing around the grey ashes, looking at the sky and fiddling with his necklace

"No, oh no ..! That's all your fault, autumn. I always sleep longer when I'm with you. I can't drink it now. Do you know how long I've searched for these?? How many woods I have wandered through?"

In a swift fit of anger Billy kicks the cauldron. It falls and tips over. Steve's still on the ground, watching the thick substance pour out of it on a patch of green moss.

"I am sorry, Billy, truly. But .. I am of the opinion that you shouldn't have drunk it anyways."

Billy's looking at the spilled potion.

"Baby. You are such a baby sometimes, Billy."

"I'm just sad. So much work for nothing." - Billy sighs and pouts a little.

"It is only .. really, it is only less than half a year. We will meet so soon, in the northern hemisphere. Aren't you excited?"

Billy is shaking his head, slowly and gloomily.

"I don't wanna leave."

Steve gets up, comes close and gently traces his fingers down Billy's arm.

"You are not leaving just yet. We still have time. We have all the time in the world. But when you do go, think of the moment we will meet again. Because it will happen, it is the way the world works."

They are standing amidst the ever-living nature.

"I need to bring back the pot and the basket. I borrowed them from a barn in the village."

"I will help you."

***

A couple of days later, on the very last August day, Steve takes Billy to the same clearing and shows him the prettiest gemstone of the most amazing colour, sparkling under the rays of soft morning sunshine, crystallized in the shape of a heart. There's moss and some beautiful exotic flowers growing around it.

"It is so pretty, but I am glad you didn't drink the potion."

"I wonder if it's going to stay here till next season."

"Let's hide it."

Steve takes the gemstone, it's rather big and heavy, and carries it to a hollowed out log near the swamp.

"We can come back next year and see if it is still here. It will be our secret."

August and September are my absolute favourite months, and I'm also stuck on the idea of summer and autumn not wanting to part. Billy especially is having a hard time.

Thank you @akioukun ✨💖 for the 💫 magical au

#harringrove #harringrove seasons au #billy x steve #summer billy x autumn steve #harringrove fic

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orangetintedglasses · 1 year ago

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( Anyway in honor of the dawn of spooky month approaching, have some info about Vampire!Vash and the rules of how vampires work in my brain. Unrelated to the Astarianon stuff but it's something I've had kicking around in the back of my mind for a while. I'm not claiming any of these as particularly original takes in the slightest, either; this is just how vampires worked in the lore I'm recycling because we worked on it too long to let it go to waste. )

General:

Everyone has a gene that essentially acts as a switch if they're turned into a vampire-- literally all humans have this line of code in the genetics. It's what gives them their powers, and no one really knows what they'll end up with until it happens (unless like, your family has a history with it and obviously has a lot of the same power, you're likely to inherit it)

You have to be dying to be turned. No exceptions.

There are a lot of classifications of vampires, here are the ones I remember off the top of my head-- - Trackers (able to drink from someone and sense them up to a certain distance) - Tanks (beef. stronk. big appetite) - Dawnwalkers (don't burn in sunlight but get little other boons, seen as lesser by other vampires) - 'Red' (a genetic mutation thought to be completely culled due to an insatiable appetite, insane strength and aggressive tendencies. it was not culled.)

Certain lines of genetics were culled because of how dangerous they were-- think things like control over elements and anything that could do serious damage over time. This doesn't mean they're gone, but modern day vampires know better than to speak up if they get an ability like this

'Makers' have an innate control over anyone they sire, obviously. It's a tactic to ensure the newbie vampires don't all just go rabid and kill people to feed their new hunger-- this hasn't stopped makers from abandoning sired, though, so it ain't perfect

All vampires have the ability to glamour their prey. It helps make it hurt less (peaceful) or helps make them malleable (bad). Dawnwalkers are suspectible to another vampire's glamour

There's a council, you have to register new vampires and their powers, etc, I don't wanna go into vampire politics

Modern day has a lot of vampire-friendly spaces. Bars, clubs, a lot of restaurants and other faculties will stay open a lot later to accommodate, there are even specific vampire dentists and doctors that don't see humans at all... people even donate their blood to banks specifically for feeding vampires. Some bars even have feeding zones with willing human participants-- though the rules are strict in these places.

Vash specifically:

Vash, Nai and Tesla specifically are part of a line of progenitor vampires. Their genetic 'switch' can be found in a vast amount of the population thanks to some breeding quirks and passing stuff down

They're also more powerful than any vampire that came after them with some exceptions. They have a modicum of control over all vampires, as well, exerting the same sort of 'maker's command' that a sire has over their sired, though powerful-enough vampires can resist it with some effort

Tesla was staked after about 500 years, living in 'harmony' with the humans for only about 200 before it happened. Vash and Nai went into hiding after. Vash eventually decides to try and live among the humans again

His eyes are a very unnatural bright blue, so he wears special glasses to dull the color (obviously)

Vash's skin has a tan look to it compared to Nai's porcelain skin due to how many times he's been discovered and shoved out into the sunlight to try and burn him alive. Also many scars, because healing factor - proper blood amount to burn through it = improper healing and gnarly-ass scars

Obviously the boy prefers to feed off of animals, if at all. In more modern times, he'll drink from purchased blood bags if he needs to. He hates feeding off of live folks now

I like to think the Dawnwalker genetic trait comes specifically from Vash

#manual's in a totally different language;; ( au headcanon )#creature of the night? horrible and haunting;; // vampire!vash #( WHEW that got long-winded when I realized I kind of needed to explain some shit )#( I'm sure this pings from all sorts of vampire media idk idc )#( this is just what me and narc. ex established and i still like it )#curtains down ✧〗( ooc )

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dxppercxdxver · 2 years ago

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to be 100% clear i have not watched the show the only way i have consumed it is through dashboard gif and fanart osmosis (the best way to absorb a show whose primary strength is its aesthetics, in my opinion) and @firstmatedville yelling at me about how much he hated the first episode. if anyone gets on my ass about how i'm getting details wrong i am simply not listening <3

gonna put this under a cut bc as usual my writing is the opposite of brief (also, tagging @norheavenorhell for this!!)

so!! the two biggest issues i have with wednesday are the explicit inclusion of ghoulies and monsters and the fact that wednesday and morticia have the world's worst relationship. so right out the gate, i am removing all explicit references to the supernatural and making them actually. y'know. like each other

i actually Do love the idea of a wednesday addams boarding school mystery bc you Know girlie would thrive in that capacity, so i'm keeping that aspect, but we're gonna make it some Spicy political commentary bc Why Not

plot kicks off kinda like the musical where wednesday is going through her Normal Girl era and decides she wants to see the world for herself, so she Asks to be sent to a normal school and strike off on her own for awhile. and while her parents are understandably a little nervous about being empty nesters they want her to be happy, so they strike out on getting her enrolled in the best school they can find since Obviously they want her to learn the most she can

this school turns out to be a very prestigious boarding school, mostly full of shitty rich kids and like. a Few people there on scholarship, so the dynamics are Interesting to say the least. wednesday tries her hand at being unassuming and like. just an average student that isn't overtly spooky goth. but it turns out Real Quick she hates it, especially bc she's watching the more obviously quirky and weird students get So Bullied and she's like. i'm scary. i can do something about this

she and enid meet bc wednesday sees enid getting picked on and decides to try to chase the richboy shitheads away so they'll leave enid alone. and that's how they become friends!! enid wants so much to be an artist but her parents are rich capitalist types and don't understand this, and she's Such an easy target for her peers? bc she dresses in pastels and really doesn't fit in. so once wednesday shows her that you can be confident in being strange, enid flocks to her and they understand each other so well

they're both outsiders!! who find power in being nonconformist and offputting, although in two very different ways? wednesday's dark and grim and revels in being intimidating, while enid's eyestrain-y and poppy and likes amplifying those bright parts of herself So Loud whenever she can. and so wednesday helps give her the strength to stand up for herself!!

but also we have a murder mystery to get to, so.

placing a tw here for vague mentions of right wing political ideology stuff because i have a bone to pick with the radicalization of young white men and that's gonna come out in a goth tv show allegory (nothing overtly specific, just getting the tone. also i am by no means a political scientist or sociologist and this isn't meant to be too in depth? i am just a humble writer with opinions)

not bothering with telling this in chronological order bc i wanna talk about my Reasoning for this.

this sort of school environment just seems like. the kind of place you'd get a lot of young republican types with very few checks in place, which of course leads to the type of young white men we see so much in the news for various acts of bigotry. and so our main antagonist is someone like that, who slipped through the cracks and feels entitled to this sort of violence

people around the school start turning up dead. there doesn't seem to be much pattern, other than that these people are usually a bit on the fringes of the school ecosystem. but worst of all, wednesday keeps receiving these cryptic almost-warnings for each death, slipped under her dorm's door. at first she thinks they're nothing but then they always precede a death and have just enough Hinting that she's like. okay someone is fucking with me

so she and enid start investigating while also just. navigating the school environment. along the way, other people who are also on the social outskirts sort of team up with them bc they too feel unsafe or have received strange warnings and it turns into a little team effort of the ragtag group of weirdos tracking down a murderer while evading the adult authorities that seem to be barking up all the wrong trees.

i haven't decided on many specifics between the beginning of the investigation and the dramatic finale, so let's take a quick break to talk about a couple recurring gags and plot elements that don't really fit in with the full chronology!!

recurring gag #1: the thing's hand just appears around corners to hand wednesday things/point at clues/sign mean gestures at her (none of that disembodied shit either, he is emerging from shadows)

recurring gag #2: a large cadre of the supporting characters are fester in different wigs and costumes. guidance counselor? fester. janitor? fester. maid/cleaning staff? also fester. he is checking in on his girl :)

recurring gag #3: enid gets a few Creature jokes just because she is a profoundly hairy girl and i love her so much

recurring plot point: wednesday is pen pals with morticia to talk about her experiences at school and it is very very sweet bc wednesday is so very open with her and talks about her struggles and stuff? and morticia is excited bc her little girl's got a crush!! and on someone delightfully weird!!! but at some point wednesday's catching her up on all the murders and is like "i'm really stuck and i'm scared and i need help" and morticia just mails her a fucking sword

also morticia and gomez keep asking after enid bc they absolutely adore her and at the end of the show after enid and wednesday get together they send a care package back to the addamses full of polaroids of them together and a few pieces of enid's art they can frame (at some point enid goes home with wednesday over break and the addamses commission her to paint this mural in their house and it's So Bright and hurts to look at and it's the most treasured piece of artwork in the house)

anyway back to the real plot

the little team of investigators has taken to doing group sleepovers in wednesday's dorm so they can work together and sleep in shifts to keep watch over each other. which leads to a lot of enid and wednesday sleeping in the same bed or being up late by themselves, so y'know. slowburn. and i think the killer sneaks into their midst, pretending to help them (he may or may not flirt with wednesday but she is just like. "......what")

fast forward to the school dance bc i do love the vibes of the dance scene and i want to keep one. they're worried the killer is gonna strike and are keeping their eyes open, and at some point the killer comes to wednesday and is like "i learned something dangerous but we have to be careful about it" and leads her away from the group and once they're alone he's like "surprise it was me the whole time bc i suck as a person and feel like the world owes me bc i am god's special little boy"

and of course wednesday's like "holy shit it's You???" and she's honestly terrified. she left her sword back in her dorm and none of her friends have noticed she's missing and and their last suspicion was in the complete wrong direction so it'll take forever for anyone to suspect he killed her

but what's this!! it's enid with a steel chair!! (actually it's wednesday's sword)

she manages to incapacitate the killer for a second and helps free wednesday and then it's two lesbians and a sword plus an insufferable guy with a knife. big fight!! enid may or may not Bite Him at some point because she's just a little bit feral. eventually the teachers find them with the killer bloodied but still alive on the floor and wednesday and enid Also blood soaked and in tattered dresses and holding a bigass sword. the killer is whisked off Somewhere (rich kid jail??? idk) and enid and wednesday are just like. holy shit we lived

at some point wednesday goes "how did you Find Me??" and it's like. enid noticed she was missing Immediately and went to check her room and when she wasn't there she just sort of. Figured It Out. and tracked them down (also, insert joke about werewolf bloodhound nose). and as the adrenaline wears off wednesday just collapses in enid's arms for a hug and then kisses her. because they still deserve to be lesbians!!

they get ushered to the infirmary of course, but after it's determined that they're basically Fine, just shaken, they sneak out to go back to the dance and kind of revel in the fact that they're Alive and In Love and they dance so weird and so big and enid dips wednesday for a kiss and they're all still covered in blood and their dresses are in Shreds but who cares. and eventually they stagger back to wednesday's dorm and curl up in her big gothic four poster bed together and sleep for like fifteen hours

and that's basically it?? vague ideas about the addamses kind of helping enid's parents get better at accepting their daughter and wednesday and enid giving each other makeovers and enjoying silly little dates of various kinds

this is the better version of wednesday that lives in my head and i hope you like it!!!

i haven’t watched wednesday and i don’t intend to start but does anyone want the better version that lives in my head

#radio free junebug #self reblog #wednesday #captain's logbook

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somewhereinthepines · 2 years ago

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I was just thinking, what do you think Chris's love language would be? I tried imagining what it might be, and surprisingly I can't decide on it. I was thinking that words of affirmation might be one? In both fics he reassures and comforts Ryan with his words, but then I got thinking about GP and the end of chap 4. He's growing somewhat touchy, and jealous (although I don't think the latter a love language?) so then I wondered if physical affection could be in the mix too. But it's difficult to say bcs he usually tries to hold himself at a distance doesn't he 🤔

Also, I was rereading the chapters again, and I finally have theory about how he could be watching Ryan in the basement. So, you said Ryan knows about the cameras now, but from what we know (that Ryan knows) is that they're outside camp by the trails and stuff. But what if Chris has also got cameras inside?

But then I sort of scratched that bcs Ryan would have noticed a camera in the room...unless it was one of those sneaky hidden cameras that don't look like one? 🤔 then I got thinking about why he'd wanna watch Ryan do laundry in the first place, is there a reason for that which will be revealed later or no? If Chris has managed to spy on him in there another way, that would be really cool and equally creepy. But I'm here for that, it's spooky season, and it's a horror game anyway 🤪

ahhh, it’s such a good question! and such complicated one, when it comes to them. mostly, bc their relationships are always balancing on line of what ‘can’ one do and, then what one ‘wants’ to do, and technically still can, but it might be taken as them committing smth inpropriate. tho funny enough, the game on itself, low-key cheers it on. so it’s more of chris’s own inner issues, really. personally, i don’t think, that most of hacketters (not all clearly) would care if ryan slept with their camp operator lol. but when it comes to chris there is the major issue of him ‘allowing’ himself to act on his desires/instincts, bc he himself view them as ‘bad thing’. so yeah, for the most part he only uses his words as showing ryan, that he’s very important to him. i mean, in the beginning he’s sort of reached out to him only via conversations, and very small portions of supposedly ‘fatherly’ touches. but back then, his affection was also of a different nature vs how it progressed from there on (if we take fanon of ASB, at least). the best way i can put it is that chris wants to do more, but feels like he can’t.

and tbh, this is one of those aspects, that i find hella intriguing in their dynamic. it can go a few ways, and there is always a ‘line’, that chris would try not to cross, but usually, does end up crossing, anyways. but how far that ‘line’ lies heavily depends on ryan’s responses. or on how openly he provokes the reaction from chris. and like, ryan was still somewhat modest in ASB. but how modest will he be in GP, when he’s the one, who will eventually have all kinds of ‘leverages’? and how much longer can chris ignore all that temptation, when it’s literally being shoved into his face? now, that's a thing to take in consideration. but ah, i’ll leave it here for now! i already sorta walked away from the main question. so back to chris’s way of showing affection/love, in GP there will be more physical stuff later on. but as far as it goes now, i guess, we can say that words/eye contact and teasing of proximity is chris’s main established love language atm lol. but there are always new forms to express it too.

and ah, you’re spot on! there are cameras inside the lodge too. naturally, chris wouldn’t tell this to anyone, bc it would make them wary and rightfully so. like it’s one thing to track what happens around the camp, but what good can the cameras inside the lodge do? well, prob none. but that’s until you take in consideration what exact locations of these cameras are. one is inside the basement for sure. and from what we know, from the prologue alone, is that chris used the basement as a container for himself, on time of the full moon (at least occasionally). so it’s safe to say, that he didn’t use that camera for anything ‘creepy’, right until he didn’t notice ryan going there day after day, and started, well yeah, doing just that. being creepy about it lol.

as for how come that ryan didn’t see the cameras, the answer is kinda simple tbh. for one, he didn’t have a reason to look for one, or even truly admire the ceiling or just go around the place. for example, there are cameras all over the big malls, but usually, an average person won’t even bother to pin-point where it might be located or even consider, that they might be filmed right now. it’s kinda the same principle here. then, ryan is also tired and sleep-deprived, so his attention to the details isn’t the best. one’s vision get all fucked up, when you don’t sleep well for weeks, so it’s hard to see smth small, so far away, esp in the fairly poorly lighted room. and yeah, this will be touched upon, and ryan will actually attempt to ‘put the pieces’ together, haha. i also was considering later on, making a single chapter, that would be sorta a recap of ‘major’ happenings in GP, but from chris’s perspective, which will give a different spin on some things, that we can only see through ryan’s eyes. anyways, the explanation to how chris was watching ryan is fairly ‘down to earth’, less so the reason why he just kept on watching him, over and over. making all kinds of assumptions. and then…where the rest of cams are? was he also watching ryan elsewhere? soon, ryan will learn exactly that.

anyhow, thank you for the question! i had fun answering it, so hopefully it was somewhat fun to read too, haha. like even if the cameras ‘intrigue’ is killed now, there are different ‘sudden’ things to come. ryan’s (mis)adventure into Hackett's quarry lore had only started.

#asks #quarry

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marindram · 4 years ago

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full transcription of Marin's blog from Omega Mart!

huge thanks to @b0chelly for recording a scroll-through, which i typed this out from. (and warning for Omega Mart lore/story spoilers. second half is in reblog)

Marinknows.best

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June 26, 2018

Happy Birthday to meeeeeeeeee!

So 14 feels way different than 13. For real. I think it's because I was expecting 13 to feel different, but sometimes when you expect something it turns out the opposite ya know?

Plus, 13 is like, "I'm new to being a teenager!!"

14 is more like, "I'm becoming the person I want to be." At least that's how I want it to be. I wanted to start this blog as a record of all that.

I should ask Did you guys feel the same way when you turned 13 and 14?

But probably nobody's gonna read this because I'm just a weirdo in the weird dessert. I mean, I know my best friend Jesse is reading this (hi Jesse). Besides her, crickets.

But yeah, if you are reading this and you don't know me - I live in Seven Monolith Village, a teensy tiny town that you've only heard of if you're into aliens or homesteading. And I'm literally stuck. As in, I'm physically unable to leave. My first memories are of all the adults in my life (Charlie, my great-uncle/father-figure - Rose, my what? Roommate? Mother-figure? Pseudo-aunt? All of the above? and my mom, Cecelia. who doesn't live here) telling me that for some reason, there's something wrong with me that makes it so I can't leave a certain radius of where we live. I got older and thought that they were just exaggerating to keep me safe, but then last year I tried. And it was, let's just say not good.

Anyway. That part of my life sucks, but not everything sucks. This year is all about Marin Dram 2.0. Not new, but definitely improved.

And maybe someday, somehow somebody will read this and care about what I have to say. Somebodies, even. Until then, this is Marin Dram signing off and sending my lame contemplations into the void!

July 1, 2018

Things I Want To Do Before I Turn 20 (and some of these will never happen like are literally unable to happen but JUST LET ME DREAM

1. Kiss someone (who???)

2. Meet HTB (kiss him) (jk he would never) (plus meeting him would be enough)

3. Go to Paris

4. Go to Rome (or somewhere cooler in Italy, look up where is the best pasta???)

5. Go to Greenland (why not???)

6. Go to New York City

7. Go to LA (with a dream and my cardigan lol)

8. Go to the Grand Canyon (this isn't mine, but 9, Jesse is sitting right here and she went to the GC when we were 12 and she's like blah blah blah it's my favorite place in the world and you'll love it. I'm doing this so she'll shut up.

9. Live in a normal house with normal rooms → ideally 12 of them: living room AND TV room, kitchen, dining room, 3 bathrooms, 3 bedrooms, study/library.

-plus an upstairs downstairs

-I'm willing to compromise on the number of rooms as long as there's more than ONE for TWO PEOPLE and I got my own

-plus an upstairs/downstairs

-I'm willing to compromise on the number of rooms as long as there's more than ONE for TWO PEOPLE and I get my own room with an actual door. Very into doors.

10. Go to a mall (Jesse says there's a bunch of bonkers ones in Vegas)

11. Make friends who aren't Jesse (no offense, Jesse)

12. Get Cecelia (my "mom") to teach me about business stuff so I can open my own cool coffeeshop/bookstore someday

13. Learn to drive (ask Charlie to teach me, he's obsessed with his truck) (Jesse says she can teach me because she's Little Miss Mechanic and thinks she knows everything about cars but news flash Jesse: you're you get than me)

14. Figure out my signature style- like I want people to send me pictures of things and be like "this just screamed Marin" and for that to be true

15. Liquid eyeliner??

16. I'm stopping here because I just read over all this and want to die/cry because easily 3/4 of these are literally impossible?

17. Kill me

18. Bye

19. Lololol Charlie just came in and I was complaining about this, not being able to leave and stuff, etc and he said that I should visit new places by... reading books?? And I mean I like to read. But dude. That's the dumbest thing I've ever head.

July 30, 2018

Okay so this is what I want my life to look like:

I want a pink room. Not just pink... P I N K. Cool pink wallpaper (floral? jacquard??), pink carpet, lots of pink flowers everywhere, a four-poster bed with a pink silk canopy, lots of cool pink throw pillows. Like, so pink that

people think I'm being sarcastic! Oh, and BOOKS. Floor-to-ceiling bookcases, and some of the shelves have, like, STUFF on them that isn't books, like gifts people gave me, or things I've collected on my JOURNEYS. You know, normal stuff that people who live on normal places and do normal things have.

If I lived in in this room, it'd be in awhite three-story house at the end of a cul-de-sac (did you know "culs-de-sac" is the plural? Not "cul-de-sacs"? crazy) and I'd wear very classic girly clothes and my hair would always do what I wanted it to. It'd be one of those towns that people call small, but it's actually a city. just one with a kinda small, cozy feeling. Somewhere that gets cold enough to wear cute jackets but not so cold I have to to like, shovel my driveway. Not a non-place with like 100 people where you can't even go outside without going crazy.

August 2nd, 2018

I guess I should explain where I live, for all my avid fans out there! (lol) (hello??)

So like... I don't live on Earth. At least, not the Earth you think of when you think of EARTH. I live in some some weird off-brand version of Earth called the Forked Earth where there are aliens and magic wells of magic energy and everything is MAGIC but like the crappy kind of magic, where the sun never fully rises and some goo called "runoff" has made everything wacky and oh yeah, my mom is responsible for that and everyone here hates her!! LOL

Also, I can't leave! Like, literally can't! Rose says I'm a "special child of Source" and that's why but that LITERALLY explains tells me nothing, in fact it just raises further questions that no one can seem to answer! AHHHHHHHHHH

Anyway, the last time I tried to leave I felt. When I try to leave I feel like I'm being pulled back by something, like you know those old cartoons where someone's on stage doing something dumb and then someone offstage pulls them away with a giant shepard's crook? It felt like that, and when I opened my eyes I was back in 7 Monolith Village. UGH.

I know this sounds crazy!!!!! But believe me when I say that I am the least crazy person here. Also, """here""" is C R A Z Y. Runoff has made everything the bad kind of psychedelic and then people here actually DRINK IT! Not only do I not DRINK THE STUFF THAT HAS MADE THE WORLD INSANE, I also do not talk to aliens (or whatever Nula are) like Rose or believe crazy conspiracy theories like Charlie, so I believe that qualifies me as the most normal person in the Forked Earth, thank you for this honor, I accept this award with humility and grace!

September 4, 2018

I had the weirdest dream last night?? I was swimming in a pool full of cereal, and when I came up for air, my mom was pouring milk on my head like she was rinsing my hair. She had her hand over my face like I was a little kid and she was shielding me from soap getting in my eyes.

Anyway I have no idea what it's supposed to mean. I went to bed hungry and I need to take a shower? Lol

October 16, 2018

I was trying to hide this entry from Jesse, but JESSE IS A NOSY PERSON. She says that blogs are for readers, and if I wanted something to be private then I should "Just write in a fucking notebook and hide it under your bed like a normal person, Marin." I'm allowed to have secrets!! Anyway, I'm making her a freaking playlist, that's why I wouldn't tell her what I was writing about. but EVEN STILL! I'm allowed to have secrets!! But I have this blog because I wanna get my feelings out, I wanna see everything in my head typed out all nice in a way that doesn't make it look insane. You know? I don't know who I'm asking.) Because, it's not like I go to a normal school or have a normal life where I'm surrounded by normal people I can talk to. No one knows about me! I'm trapped in this crazy place and This blog is my only outlet to the world outside. I KNOW that's heavy but it's true! The point is: Jesse's birthday is coming up. The central consistent thing in pretty much my whole life is sharing headphones with her and listening to music. The soundtrack to my entire existence is her. I wish I had money and could buy her the best presents of all time, but I can make her the best playlist of all time. I want it to be so good it feels like magic. I want her to think I'm magic. I had another dream the other night. I don't remember much, just glitter. I must be crafting too much. Or looking at festival makeup tutorials. Or both.

November 12, 2018

WARNING- Weird thoughts ahead, lol.

I can never tell which feelings are normal, and which are me being a giant weirdo. But for as long as I can remember, I've had this feeling like every part of my body that's possible to have a ribbon tied around it, has a ribbon tied around it. It's so weird. I can't see the other end of the ribbons - how far they go. where they're attached, nothing. And sometimes it's fine, because sometimes I can hardly feel them. I can forget about them for days at a time, weeks, months if I'm lucky. But then other times I can feel them like, pulling at me. It's freaking spooky, to have something pulling at you from somewhere you can't see. I can't tell if it's pulling me toward whatever it is? Or if it's trying to warn me? Or if I'm just insane??

Does that make sense? Does anybody else feel that way? (she asks into the void)

So idk I guess this ribbons-feeling is why I'm really careful all the time. Like I'm just a careful person. Charlie tried to give me a hard time about it, and I can't be like "I don't wanna pull back in the ribbons too hard without realizing it and wreck something!" because he'd be like "WTF Marin, do we need to get you help?" But also, more and more, I want to be the opposite of careful. I want to take a pair of comically oversized scissors and cut the ribbons into so many pieces that nobody can even tell what they are any more.

I don't know why I'm such a freak, only that I am. I don't know why I can't leave 7 Monolith, only that I can't. But there must be a reason, even if I can't see it, and I feel like it makes sense that the ribbons-feeling is part of that reason, right?

There's just a lot.

January 15, 2019

Happy new year! Lol I forgot to write on the actual first day of 2019, but OH WELL!

I got this new glitter nail polish, thanks to the monthly makeup subscription box my "mom" sends me as an outlet for her abandonment guilt. It has like, every color glitter imaginable without quite reading as "rainbow" which is fine just not really what I was in the mood for and it's vaguely halographic and shifts into all these different colors depending on the light. I'm obsessed. Anyway.

I was putting on another layer because I chipped it like 20 minutes into wearing it, and all of a sudden I had this feeling like I recognized the glitter? Like I felt this thing way deep in my gut and for a minute I couldn't breathe. It's the closest thing I've felt to how books and movies make Christmas look. Like I was home, with family, cookies and cider and all that stuff. Familiar and safe. I almost didn't recognize that feeling. And it came from the nail polish. How weird is that.

I mean, I don't want to make it sound like I've had this awful Charles Dickens childhood - Rose and Charlie are the best ever and always there for me and I love them a lot. But things never feel like...home. You know?

My mom always says this cryptic stuff about how I'm "special" and I wanna strangle her because I'm not, but you try getting my mom to stop doing anything she wants to do. Rose told me once that one day, I would "lead the charge into a new era of existence and access" because I'm "of the Source" and I was like uhhhh okay?? Charlie mostly treats me pretty normal, except when I ask him questions about our family. my mom or any Dram. He knows that I want to know more about them and he's my only real entrypoint, but apparently he's like the black sheep of that whole family. He and my mom were close way back right before I was born, but now whenever she comes to visit he barely even looks at her.

So that's to say: nobody tells me anything, ever.

January 16, 2019

Okay this is so weird. I wrote that entry yesterday about glitter and then last night I dreamed about glitter. Then I woke up with purple glitter in my bed?? Like not a lot, so at first I thought it was from my nail polish, but it was just a handful of purely purple glitter that looks nothing like my nail polish. SO WEIRD!!!!!!

February 14, 2019

Rose has an old book full of "ye olde" style fairy tales, and I flipped through it for the first time in forever today.

Not so weirdly, I've always been drawn to the story of Rapunzel.

Rapunzel couldn't leave the tower, or else she'd break her neck and die.

Same.

February 19, 2019

I was reading this article the other day in one of the teen magazines my "mom" gets me a subscription to and it was all about body positivity, which is great, but it was basically just like "wear a crop top if you wannna wear a crop top! it doesn't matter what size you are! You go, girl!" And like, sure. Yes. I am all for that. But doesn't it seem like there are some steps missing in there? Like, I can physically put on a crop top and wear it outside. But how do I convince myself that everybody isn't looking at me and making fun of me in their minds? How do I unlearn the last almost-fifteen years? How do I get actually positive about my body, not just put on a crop top and fight the urge to cry all day?

It's the same thing like when my mom sends me brochures from the CEO camp she ten when she was my age (her dad started the camp for her, which is an insane thing just by itself, but she did all the work, which is even more insane) and she's like "Marin, you lack direction for your life" and I'm like, cool mom. Yeah. I can see that. What I can't see is how to get there from here.

March 2, 2019

This is what I want my life to look like, volume 2:

The walls of my room are covered in Polaroids of me and my friends. There are lots of mirrors in all kinds of shapes. hearts and moons and stars. There's a record player and a lot of vintage records by Billie Holiday and Lena Horne and Peggy Lee and Nina Simone. And Christmas lights! Everywhere! Lots of of pink and purple Christmas lights everywhere.

If I lived in this room, I'd have so many friends and be part of so many clubs. My best friend would have a collection of vintage cameras, and every place we go to that has a photo booth, we'd get photos taken. Every time I'd look at myself in one of those mirrors, I'd feel happy at what I see and never weird or sad. (Jesse hates taking pictures, so even when I actually do normal stuff with her there's no evidence. What even is a life supposed to be without evidence? That's not an actual question you need to answer Jesse, it's just a question)

Anyway, if I lived in this kind of room, my mom would probably be like, an art history professor at a liberal arts college. That's how come everything looks so cool, because I would know stuff about art. My mom and I would love to try new recipes together. We get each other new cookbooks for every special occasion, and right now we're working out way through a Moroccan one. Moroccan Mondays.

In actuality, there's a dust storm happening outside and my eyes sting.

March 9, 2019

Here's what I'm obsessed with lately.

Can. You. EVEN???

February 3, 2020

Omg I totally forgot this blog existed!!

I lost the password and instead of just resetting it I got in one of my super stubborn moods (Taurus moon lol) and just kept putting in guesses and jokes on me, it locked me out. Anyway, that's a boring story.

But my friend Ximena is really good at hacking and stuff, so she got me back in. Yeah you read that right - I have friends. Obviously a lot has happened since my last post. Ximena moved out here a couple months ago (X's family used to live here but they moved away a while ago) and she introduced me to Lora who I sorta-not-really already knew, and Jesse and I have been hanging out with them a ton. Jesse kind of more than me. Which is fine!!

Anyway I'm 15 now? If I lived somewhere normal I'd be psyched about almost being 16, because I'd get a car and have a Sweet Sixteen and eat a huge PINK cake, but I don't!

February 16, 2020

I read this fanfic the other night that was written in the second person so everything was like "you." "you're doing this" etc you know?

So... You go to a drive-in movie with Heartthrob Boy, and he spills soda on you by accident. And you take off your shirt ( you have a tank top on, don't worry) to clean it up, bit you're still all sticky and self-conscious about being sticky and HTB like... used his tongue to get it off??? AAHHHHH I'M DISGUSTING

but also I wonder if a boy will ever touch any part of me with his tongue

March 2, 2020

Hi I don't know if you heard but I have friends :)))

March 15, 2020

I think I'm so into painting my nails and doing my hair because those are things that always fit. I don't have to worry about places not carrying about a size 8, or places that carry XLs but when you read the measurements they're actually size 8s too and it's like jesus if that's an XL what am I

My "mom" was confused why I needed new pants because mine still look new, but I showed her the thigh holes and she was like "that's a weird place for a hole, how did that happen" and I realized that when your legs are a certain size, you just don't know about thigh rub and what it does to clothes. Pants could just last for years.

No matter what, I can paint my nails with a different color nail polish on every finger, and I can always do a braid crown. And I know I'm cute as hell, etc, so this is not a Marin Needs to Learn to Love Herself thing. It's just an UGH thing

April 17, 2020

So Rose does all these Source experiments on plants and flowers and stuff. Tbh, it's just one if those things I hardly even register anymore because it's just always there. She's explained to me a million times what Source is/does/means, but the way Rose explains things sometimes is just a LOT to take in and she refers to me as a "child of Source" but I kinda figure that's like "child of God" right? What else would that mean?

But anyway, it's really annoying because dried flowers are a part of my new aesthetic and I pinned a bunch of them up on my wall but I woke up this morning to a freaking jungle of very alive flowers. I freaked out. on Rose, and she Rose said she didn't do it and I was like WELL THEN WHO DID and she said that I did??

Which like. Obviously that doesn't make sense. I asked her what she meant and She just shook her head and said " It's happening. We should have known" which is some horror movie shit that she refused to elaborate on. I love to feel safe and normal!!

Or maybe it's not a horror movie at all. But maybe it's a superhero movie? Maybe there's some kind of origin story I don't know about yet, and all of this will be worth it once I figure out my powers. I wonder what my costume will look like. Lol.

April 23, 2020

Is it possible to die from longing? I know that sounds melodramatic, but I'm also kinda serious?? Because it seems like one of those things that could fester and get infected and kill you. It's like when you fall down and bang up your knee, and you need to put a band-aid on the scrape for a while, but THEN you need to air it out - but how do you know when you're supposed to do each one of those things? And if you do either one too much, your knee gets infected. What if I smother my heart with band-aids for too long and it gets infected? This isn't about anybody. I just keep having these dreams about someone I never expected to have dreams about and they're so intense that they keep leaking into my life and I wonder if I need to do something about them.

May 2, 2020

So Jesse's gotten really into metal music, and I tried to get her to play me something since, AS PREVIOUSLY ESTABLISHED, that's what we've literally ALWAYS DONE with music and each other, and she kinda looked at Ximena out of the corner of her eye and said like "I don't think it's really your thing" And it was the meanest thing anybody's ever said to me.

So later I looked up Zenion, the band she was talking about, and I listened to every single fucking song they've ever recorded turned up as loud as it could go with my own headphones that are better than hers anyway, and I loved it. And I didn't love it just because she said I wouldn't. I loved it because it was loud and weird and wild and when I listened to it it made me feel like it's not crazy when so feel stuff so hard it's like my heart's gonna vibrate out of my body. And I would have told Jesse all this and we could have shared it, but I guess she thinks just because I like HTB and glitter and stuff, I don't have the capacity for anything else.

She clearly doesn't know me at all. So much for any kind of whatever, why would she ever want to kiss someone she clearly sees as like a stupid baby.

May 7, 2020

The dreams are getting weirder and they're happening more. I'm getting scared to go to sleep. Not that the dreams are always scary (they almost never are, or not scary like in a typically scary horror movie way). I mean, I've only ever been me. I don't know what other peoples' dreams are like.

The other night in one I was jumping on a trampoline, which is something I've never done in real life. I told Rose about it when I woke up, and she said "do you even know how to jump on a trampoline?" and I said "Rose, it's not like riding a bike. You don't have to learn. You just jump." and then we got into this whole thing about how some things we just know, and jumping's one of them, and how that's so weird. Sometimes I really like talking to Rose about stuff.

May 19, 2020

So, it's prom season in the real world. If I lived somewhere normal, my prom dress would be pink with lots of tulle and silk flowers at the shoulders, and it would fit perfectly and trying in dresses would be fun and not anxiety-inducing.

But since there are only like 10 teenagers currently in 7MV, were not having a homecoming. Cool.

May 27, 2020

So, mom came to visit this weekend, and I asked her about her prom. She was Typical Cecelia at first, very "Prom is a waste of time and money, Marin. It's a night when lesser people play dress-up to engage with their aspirations of grandeur." And I was like eyeroll forever and just stopped talking. BUT THEN she actually talked to me like a human being. She was like, "I actually didn't go to my prom" and when I asked her why she said that she didn't have a date, and was very self-conscious about it. I almost passed out at her admitting that she's ever been anything less than perfect.

(gonna continue this in reblog)

#omega mart #marin dram #omega mart lore

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finnwolfhard7137 · 5 years ago

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The Heart of Mine-

Miles Fairchild × Reader

Chapter Nine is here....

Chapter Ten: The Possession

Word Count 2058

Warnings: little smut, fluff and angst

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You wake up before Miles this morning. You run your hand over his side of the bed and feel that he is not there. You huff like a child that gets told no. You roll your way off of the bed that lays only on the floor. You use his drumset for a grip up. Once you are up, you extend your arms above your head and stretch your limbs. It hurts your back but it makes everything else feel much better. You make your way over to the mirror to see your appearance. Your hair is messy and you have sleep in your eyes. Your face is all puffy and you have bed marks on your cheek from sleeping. You close your eyes to wake yourself up a bit more and place your fingers through your hair. As you do so, you feel a pair of familiar arms wrap around your waist ever so gently. You smile at the feeling. He is much taller than you, so you lean your head against his chest and he buries his face in the crook of your neck, kissing it.

Miles "Good morning."

"Good morning." You turn your body so that you are now facing your boyfriend. Once you do so, his first instinct is to rest his head upon yours. He makes you feel so loved, so adored. Those feelings you have never felt before meeting him. You run your hands through his black curly hair and then put them around his neck, tugging it slightly to make him come closer. He smirks and softly clashes his lips to yours. You moan quietly because the door is still open. He breaks the kiss and then looks down at you, locking with your eyes immediately.

Miles "How is your back?"

"Still hurts but nothing like it was last week, why?"

Miles kisses your lips and then whispers, "jump." You jump and he picks you up in his arms. You wrap your legs around his hips and start kissing him once again. He walks you over to the door, shutting and locking it. You giggle in the kiss because you know damn well what his intentions are.

"What if Flora-"

Miles "She's still asleep, so is the old lady.." you shake your head and kiss his lips again. He gently places you back on the bed and waits for you to get comfortable before he hovers over you. "Don't worry, just relax." He kisses your lips before he leaves wet kisses to your neck and chest. What a way to start the morning!

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You and Miles ended up falling asleep for another hour or so. You are awoken by the door knob jiggling, trying to open.

Flora "Guys!! Why is the door locked?!" You look up at Miles who is already laughing. He jumps up and puts his clothes back on before opening up the door.

Miles "Sorry sis, what's up?"

Flora "I was just gonna ask if we can go outside today?"

Miles "We aren't leaving today if that is what you are asking, but we can do stuff here if you want."

Flora "Yeah! I just wanna go outside! It's so nice out, Mrs.Grose even has the windows open." Now that is the first! During the year of you being here, you have experienced all of the seasons and she never once opened up the windows. What changed her mind?

Miles "O-okay?! We can go outside-FLORA!" Flora runs to you on the bed. You haven't gotten the chance to put your clothes back on so it is just the sheets covering you.

Flora "WHAT? I just wanna cuddle!" You laugh and look up at Miles, who is trying to figure out a way to put that you aren't dressed.

Miles "Well Y/n was about to take a bath before you came in here.."

Flora "So…?"

"I'm nakey!" Flora jumps out of the bed and runs out the door without saying another word. Miles started laughing so hard that he was crying. He gets back into bed and pulls you into his chest once more. "That was smooth."

Miles "Thank you, thank you. I was trying so hard to think of a way to tell her that you are naknaked instead of flat out saying that we had sex." He says laughing and covering his face with his hand.

"Yeah that wouldn't have been good. We can tell her about that or she can learn it from school when we get out of here."

Miles "Oh my god, I just realized that she can go to school once we leave! Oh my god, she is going to love it!"

"Oh yeah she will. I know that some days are going to be a struggle but we all go through those days."

Miles "Yeah, our lives are going to be amazing."

"It already is because we are all together. Just under circumstances that we won't have once we get out of here."

Miles "Yeah...you are right babe. Fuck I love you!" He leans down and kisses your lips a little more aggressively which makes you laugh.

"I love you babe."

….

You walk out into the hallways and your face gets hit with a warm breeze. You can smell the outdoors and the freshly cut lawn.

Mrs. Grose "You two were in bed long this morning.."

Miles "We were really tired, we just decided to sleep in." He gives your hip a quick squeeze and then walks ahead of you. Today is Saturday so it is Flora's play day! She is sitting on the sofa with her dolls in her hand. One of them being the one that Miles bought her at the store in town. You almost panic but you remembered that Mrs.Grose already knows and your neck and back are the consequences of taking her outside of these walls. You walk over to her and sit down.

"That is a lovely doll, I'm glad that you picked that one."

Flora "I love herrr! She is so...new!" You laugh and caress her little cheek before getting back up to get some food in you.

Miles "What do you want to do outside today? Horseback riding, the pond, the greenery?"

Flora "How 'bout the maze!" Miles doesn't like the maze very much. Ever since Quint made himself known in there the first time you were here and the fact that Flora almost got lost.

Miles looks at you from the kitchen and all you think of to do is shrug.

Miles "Uh..okay but only if you stay with us the whole time. No hide and seek in there this time."

Flora "Okay!!!"

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Miles is giving Flora a piggyback ride in the maze while you stay close by.

Flora "FASTER FASTER!"

Miles "We gotta stay with Y/n and she can't run.."

Flora "ohhhh…"

"Go ahead. I'll be close by."

Miles "babe...I don't feel comfortable leaving you in here."

"You won't, I'm going to be right behind you. Go ahead, she wants to have fun."

Miles "Please don't stay far behind"

"I won't, I love you."

Miles "I love you."

Flora "GO HORSEY GO!" And just like that, Miles ran away. You can only hear his footsteps now and not going to lie, it was spooky being alone in the maze. You can hear Flora and Miles' laughter which helped guide you in their direction. You get to a crossing and you aren't sure which way they went.

"Guys?" You hear nothing, they were too far away and you can't run. "Shit…" You take a guess and go left. You hear a ruffling coming from the corner of the bush. "Ha ha guys real funny, come on out!" It wasn't Miles...or Flora.

Miles hears your screams and stops dead in his tracks and puts Flora down.

Flora "OH NO!"

Miles "DON'T LET GO OF MY HAND!"

Your screams guided him until they abruptly stopped. When you stopped screaming, Miles' mind got the worst of him, he feared that he was too late. Why didn't I just stay with her?!

Flora "Miles….I think I see her!" Miles ran up to his sister and saw where she was pointing. And low and behold, you are laying in the corner of the maze unconscious.

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You wake up and Miles, Flora and Mrs. Grose is standing around you.

Miles "Ba-BABY?! Oh my god, you're awake!"

"What-what happened?"

Mrs. Grose "that's what we want to know as well! What did you do?"

"I..I didn't do anything. I was in the maze and I saw something rustling the bush and I thought that it was Miles or Flora playing a trick….when I got closer it was-"

Flora "Quint." Miles' face went from sadness to anger real quick.

"Y-Yeah. He threw me in the air, that's when I screamed. When I hit the ground, everything went black."

Miles "I'm just glad that the fall didn't break anything."

Mrs. Grose "Yes well, count yourself very lucky Y/n. Quint could have killed you right then and there but for some reason he didn't."

Flora "Thank god!"

Miles "I would've been able to forgive myself.."

Mrs. Grose "Don't get so attached Miles, she's just a girl."

Miles "Just a girl? So you would almost kill any other girl like you did Y/n?"

Mrs. Grose "What are you talking about?"

Miles "You-what do you mean what are you talking about?! You choked Y/n last week, nearly killing her...almost broke her back!"

Mrs. Grose "I-I don't recall doing that.."

Flora "How?"

Mrs. Grose "I...I wouldn't do that to her, Miles you have to believe me!"

Miles "How can I believe you, you have hated Y/n from day one!"

Mrs. Grose "I am stern with her, never hated her. Y/n...I swear I don't-"

Miles "Don't talk to her."

Mrs. Grose "Fine, then I will talk to you. I didn't do this to her, I wouldn't!"

Miles "So you are telling me that you didn't do it...even though Flora and I watched you do it. We tried to pull you off of her, do you get that?!"

Mrs. Grose looks flabbergasted, she doesn't understand what is happening.

Mrs. Grose "I….Y/n I am so sorry, I swear I wasn't in control."

"Who was?"

Mrs. Grose "Quint...He must have possessed me or something.."

Flora "He...He can do that?!" She looks up at Miles who takes her hand.

Miles "Now you are scaring my sister, I think you've said enough."

Mrs. Grose "Y/n please, I didn't do this to you! I was wondering why you were bruised...I didn't do this!"

You decide not to respond, just retained her words and bottled up the information. You consider the fact that she is telling the truth because that would explain why she has been acting like nothing even happened. Why she hasn't apologized or even acknowledged the fact that she almost choked the life out of you. You keep your head down and once Miles took Flora out of the room, he picked you up and took you to the room you two shared.

…

"I think that she is telling the truth."

Miles "So do I, I just don't want Flora to think that I do because that will just terrify her even more."

"It makes sense.." he sits at the corner of the bed and puts his head in the palm of his hands. "Miles..?"

Miles "If he can possess Mrs. Grose, then he can possess...all of us." Your heart races in your chest and your stomach turns. "If he possesses me, just know that I am so sorry…"

You don't really know what to say to him. Your mind is racing a hundred miles per hour. He moves on to the bed and is now laying down next to you. You lay your head on his shoulder.

"We will get through this."

Miles "Yeah it will babe. I-I am so sorry."

"Don't apologize, this isn't your fault...let's just focus on getting out of this. Okay?"

Miles "Okay." You fear the worst and you feel like every odd is set out against you. You can only hope that you will have a future with the love of your life.

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@moriartysringtone7137 @btsarmygirl417

#finn wolfhard #miles fairchild #flora fairchild #the turning

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43th3rz30n · 5 years ago

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A fluffy curse, chapter 2

--Let's travel a bit--

"Harmony," Raika says, holding Harmonys hands "Is it true that true loves kiss will get rid of this..." He began to wag his tail slightly. "Yeah but you're kinda cute as a Neko..." Harmony giggled, caressing Raikas cheek. Raika purred slightly "Stop.... you're making me purr..." He smiled slightly. "Well.... How about it? Shall we try?" Harmony asked, her eyes sparkling in the light. "Try what?" He blinked. "Kiss, silly" She giggled again, bringing her face closer to his. "Ah, I should've guessed..." Raika then brought his face closer to Harmonys, allowing them to kiss. Once they kissed, Harmony watched as Raikas ears and tail disappeared, meaning he was finally normal. "Thank you" He gave her a warm smile "Now then.... what's say we-"

But.... all that was just a simple dream.

"GAH! IM AWAKE!" Harmony shot up, her breathing heavy. "Harmony, are you okay?" Raika asked, hopping onto her bed. "I-im fine.... it's just... I had a dream and..." Harmony tried to explain what had happened, but she couldn't. "Anyways, the other two have been whining and meowing for food. I told them to wait, but they refused" Raika pounced down from the bed and left the room. "Oh no.... that could only mean one thing..." Harmony sighed, getting out of bed and leaving her room to enter the kitchen. There, she found Lan and Chaud snacking on some cat biscuits they had knocked onto the floor. "You guys.... seriously?" Harmony nudged them away with a dustpan and brush and began to clean up their mess. "We where hungry..." Lan whined as he began to try and shove as many biscuits into his mouth as he could. "Why not just wait next time?" Harmony sighed again "I really don't wanna be doing this kind of stuff..... guess I'll have to manage..." she placed the floor biscuits into the bin "Now then.... Lets get you lot fed then...." She then opened the cupboard again to both put away the biscuit box and get out a fresh tin of cat food. "Don't worry, I'll get you all some water in a minute..." She said, putting the cat food in their bowls. I forgot to mention this, but they where both appropriately coloured and had their names on them so they could tell who's is who's. Once done, she picked up their water bowls and, of course, filled them with water. "Now then..... I gotta make myself some food...." Harmony placed their water bowls back down.

"You guys wanna go out and explore a bit today?" Lan asks, still munching on his food. Chaud shook his head "After yesterday, let's not.... that dog could still be out there..." Both Chaud and Lan then shivered from just the sheer memory of the dogs barking. Raika, on the other hand, didn't, as he didn't go with them and was asleep most of the time. "Hm? So, you guys encountered.... him...." Harmony growled at the word 'him'. "Do you know that dog?" Lan began to almost shove his entire head in his water bowl. Harmony nods "Yes. His name is Inferno and he recently ran away from some thing where people force animals to fight. It's a tv show, but I only watch it so I can take notes in hope I can someday shut it down and save those poor animals..." she explained "And please don't drown yourself, Lan...". Lan pulled his head from the water bowl and began to gasp for air. "What're you trying to do, exactly?" Chaud asks "I'm sure that's not how to drink water....". "I do what I want, Chaud. It's my life" Lan huffed in response, shoving his head back in his water bowl for another 5 seconds before pulling back up and properly drinking the water.

"What. The. Fuck." Chaud would facepalm, but he's a cat, so he obviously can't. He just decides to walk off, but finds himself inside a small room under the stairs(*distant harry potter theme*). Lan had finally finished his and left no trace.... apart from some minor splashes of water and a few pieces of cat food. Raika had actually finished before the both of them, but was just sitting near his two bowls. "Hm? You haven't left yet?" Harmony said, crouching down and gently petting Raika. Raika growled as she did so, causing her to pull away. "So, you don't exactly like being pet, do you..." Harmony sighed. Raika mumbled something under his breath, getting up and walking off, putting his tail up as if to say 'hecc off'. "Wait did a 12 year old just swear a few seconds ago?" Harmony stood back up "I think so....". "I'm so bored..." Lan began to roll around on the sofa, before accidentally turning on the tv via rolling on the remote. The other two cats stop what they're doing and come over to inspect what was going on. Lan pounces off of the sofa and joins Chaud and Raika in watching the tv, sitting in the middle of the two. What was on tv appeared to be some horror movie. The movie was titled 'The beast in the portrait'. When one of the beasts formed from a portrait that was hung up on the wall and began running towards the screen, Lan began to loudly meow. "Lan, shut it!" Chaud gently bonked Lan on the head. Lan growls "Alright, Alright....". "I heard this movie is rated 18. We shouldn't be watching this." Raika spoke. "We'll be fine, Raika." Lan replied, eyes fixed on the tv screen. Then, a spooky thing happend, causing the three to hide in all different places, scattering god knows what all over the place. Harmony heard the spooked cat noises and entered the front room "Really? You're watching THIS of all movies?" She growled, turning off the tv. Chaud came out of hiding, with Raika following, who was dragging Lan along.

"Look, I'm going out today to get you three some toys and a cat flap. Can you stay out of trouble, please?" Harmony sighed, facepalming. Raika and Chaud nodded. "Oh come on, aren't we too old for toys?" Lan walked up to her and sat down. "It's just to keep you entertained." She then walked to the back door and opened it, watching as the three ran out "And stay safe!" She called out as she closed the door. "Alright. Now let's go!" Lan jumped up on the wall and ran off. Raika and Chaud looked at eachother before following the Havana Brown towards the town. "It feels so good to be back!" Lan stretched. "But Lan, this place is pretty dangerous..." Chaud lands next to Lan after jumping off a trash bin. Raika began to sniff the area, curiously. Lan signalled for the two to follow him. Okay now I know this is a bad time to cut but

-Meanwhile, in the cyberworld-

"I'm still wondering why that cat was meowing at me" Megaman said to both Protoman and Searchman. "Normally, cats meow quite alot" Protoman replied. "Yeah, Well.... I feel like this one was trying to talk to me..." Megaman done that hmm emoji thing idk how to describe it. "Did you see the collars?" Searchman spoke up "They had our Navi marks on them. Perhaps they where actually our NetOps". "But they're cats..... how can they?" Protoman is SERIOUSLY that dumb in this fanfic? I mean... he thinks he's god.... AAAANYWAYS, it eventually clicked. "THE MYSTICTINY!" They all said in unison. "I mean, it was pretty obvious" Searchman sighed. Megaman just laughed, but Protoman.... he just zoned out

'Why did Harmony have to exist'

Back with the main trio now. Yeah, the cyberworld talk was short, I know. I'm sorry. Will have longer parts for them

Anyways, Lan was leading the group through town, as he had more knowledge from previous trips to Aurora. "What should we do today...." Lan looked up at the sky, not watching where he was going. "There's not much to do as a cat other than walk around.... and watch where you're going!" Raika began to chase Lan as he began to wander off in a different direction. Chaud sighed and followed. Lan ended up bumping into a wall..... so it seemed. It was the same dog from yesterday. "H-hi.... uhh..." Lan took a few steps back as the dog growled "Don't worry, w-we're leaving..." he then ran off, leaving Chaud and Raika behind. "What's say we follow him?" Chaud suggested as the dog walked closer. Raika nods "Yeah...." and the two where off like a rocket. They soon found Lan in the same bakery as yesterday. He had a piece of pastry in his mouth. This time it was larger than the last one. It was actually a full one... whatever that means. Anyways, Lan brought the pastry over to the two and placed it down infront of them. "It's a little buuut..... we'll manage" Lan took a bite of the pastry, only to yowl out in pain "GAH! I WAS WRONG! WE WONT MANAGE" He whimpered. Chaud chuckled "Just let it cool down, then we'll manage, just like you said".

After a long while of waiting, Chaud and Lan began to eat the pastry, but Raika didn't. "Raika, what're you waiting for? Dig in?" Lan said to the Russian Blue, mouth full of food. Raika was silent. "Okay, fine, I stole it... but it was worth it" Lan just openly admitted to stealing. Ok. Cool. Don't steal, kids(Oh god without the comma that could turn unusually dark quick). "That's exactly why I'm not even taking a bite out of it...." Raika huffed. "Oh come on! Just because it's stolen doesn't mean - oh I dunno - that it's poisoned or something" Lan then procceeded to take some meat that was inside of it out and handed it to Raika. Raika looked and sniffed it before eating it. "See, it's nothing bad..." Lan then began to eat the pastry again. 'I mean.... it'll be fine, won't it?' Raika thought to himself as he took a small bite of the pastry. He deemed the pastry okay and began to eat it with the other two and in a matter of minutes, the pastry was gone. "Alright, what next?" Lan said, shaking as if he was drying himself. The other two practically shrugged, but they can't because they're cats. "Let's just have a look around, since there's nothing really to do as cats" Chaud suggested "And maybe it might help us get around here the next time we come". "If we ever get turned back into humans, that is" Raika added. "I'm sure we will, Raika! Now come on! Let's go!" Lan then ran off to explore, Raika and Chaud following. "At this point we're just going back to places we've already been...." Chaud sighs. "Hey, I don't exactly wanna get lost" Lan growled slightly "..... oh, hey... it's the fountain again" He then ran towards the fountain, allowing himself to sit on the wall thing idk what it's called. The other two did the same thing, but Chaud felt a little evil and had the urge to shove Lan in. He slowly raised a paw, but noticed Raikas expression as the eldest cat shook his head. Chaud sighed in defeat but decided to then get behind Raika and shove HIM in. "Chaud? Why'd ya do that?" Lan asked, giggling. "I don't know. I just felt like it" Chaud grinned in response. Raika growled and, with his mouth, grabbed Chauds front right leg and pulled him in. "Raika!" He yelled "What was that for!?". "Hey, you did it to me. It only seems fair that I do it to you, too" Raika gave Chaud the same grin he was wearing a few seconds ago.

They then noticed that Lan was gone. "Hey wait- where's Lan?" Raika asked. Soon, they heard footsteps - or should I say 'pawsteps' - coming closer. "Oh no..." The Angora and Russian Blue said in sync as they noticed what was about to happen. "CANNON BALL!" They hear Lan shout as the Havana Brown dives in, unfortunately landing ontop of the two. "Lan!" They shout as Lan gets off of them. "Sorry." He laughed. Chaud then charged at Lan and knocked him over. "Alright, fair.... " Lan got up and shook off, getting water all over Chaud, dispite the fact he was already soaking. "We should get going now.... plus, cats can't shake off as easily as dogs" Raika says, hopping out from the fountain and shaking off, the younger two joining him. Lan soon walked off, leaving the other two behind. He eventually found himself sneaking inside of some shop. As he entered, he saw all sorts of candy, ranging from bubblegum to rock candy. I mean.... He had wandered into a candy shop and boy was it large! Lan knew he would have to come here when he's human again. "Wow.... look at all this candy!" He gasped "This all looks so good!" Lans mouth began to water, but then he shook his head and snapped himself out of it "No. I'm a cat.... cats can't eat candy". Even though he was a cat, Lan decided to take a small look around until he reached a section that had a sign that read 'Pet candy'. " 'Pet candy'?" He tilted his head as he walked over to it. There, he found all sorts of pet friendly candy for all sorts of animals. Ranging from cats to birds, there was a candy type for everyone. "Woah... they do this stuff?" Lan made his way over to a basket with a picture of a cat on "This must be the cat section...." He then took one of the candies from the basket. It was in a wrapper, so Lan figured out how to open it with his mouth. Underneath the wrapper revealed a brightly coloured stick of what appeared to be candy especially designed for cats. Lan took a small bite of the candy and meowed happily at its strawberry taste. He eventually ate the whole thing. "Wait.... do I have to pay for all of this when I'm a human..." Lan gulped and fled the scene, leaving an empty wrapper behind. He eventually bumped into Raika and Chaud, who appeared to be covered in dirt. "We where looking for you!" Raika hissed. "I even got my fur dirty!" Chaud, too, hissed. "Oh come on! I mean, I recently discovered that Aurora has invented pet friendly candy!" Lan smiled, pushing past the other two "We have the rest of the day ahead of us, so let's go explore!" He ran off again. "Will he ever stop running off?" Chaud sighed, angrily, as he and Raika chase Lan. It soon got crowded, and the three had to stick together.

"We should head back.... it's getting a bit too crowded..." Lan says, almost stepping on Raikas paw as they where literally sticking together. "Yeah, but which way is back?" Chaud asks, turning his head to look around. "We had better not be lost..." Lan, without thinking, runs on ahead. "Lan! Wait! We're supposed to stick together!" Chaud calls out to his friend as he and Raika chase him..... again. The area started to get less crowded as they soon found Lan, walking around in circles. Chaud then tackles Lan for no actual reason. "Quit running off, would you!?" He yelled at the smaller cat. "I can't help it!" Lan yelled back, kicking Chaud off of him and getting up. Chaud began to growl and hiss at Lan before turning around and walking away "Let's just go home before someone gets hurt...." he says, taking another path back home. Raika and Lan are quick to follow him.

Once they arrived back at home, They quickly rushed to get through the door, but little did they know..... it wasn't open and they all..... went through it? It appears that Harmony had installed a cat flap and in a single file, they fell through it, Raika being the last one to come through. "Welcome back, you three" Harmony greeted the fluffy trio as they walked over to their bowls, which had food and water already in them. Lan was quick to dig in to his food, but Raika and Chaud just went off to sleep. "Hey wait...." Harmony stopped the two before they could go to sleep. "Hm? What is it?" Raika asked. "I got you these" She held out two collars that looked like the ones they had on already. This time, they had their names on them and, while it wasn't visible, it had a crystal inside that could allow them to communicate to humans and NetNavis, but also talk to animals, which they already could, as they where animals. She took of their current collars and placed the new ones on. Lan came over to see what was going on, as he was eating and wouldn't let Harmony touch him while he was doing so. "What's going on?" He jumped onto the sofas arm. "I just gave Chaud and Raika new collars..." She replied, getting out a third. This one was the same. Identical to Lans current collar but with his name on it and a crystal that allowed him to communicate to humans and NetNavis. Lan was hesitant at first to get a new collar, but soon he allowed Harmony to take off his current and put on his new. "Hey, you guys wanna explore some more tomorrow?" Lan pounced on both Raika and Chaud, sitting inbetween the two. "Let's have a day in tomorrow...." Raika moved away slightly to curl up and go to sleep. Chaud sighs, also moving away to do what Raika did. Lan didn't. Lan wanted to go back outside to explore but.... he couldn't. He decided to curl up on Harmonys bed and go to sleep.

#megaman battle network #lan hikari #ijuuin enzan #exe laika #harmony bell(oc)#i forgot the tags lmao

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luwupercal · 3 years ago

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(image description in alt) WELL

(EDIT: I FORGOT A THIGN IN THE CWs)

okay so Daniel Mullins is this guy who directs videogames with like a team of artists and coders he does not do this alone but he is the biggest name associated (the team is called Daniel Mullins Games etc) anyway. he basically has made a good few very meta videogames that are about making videogames and have genre-busting high premises and keep you in the dark about what's going on for a very long time and have a very vague sense of storytelling? (is my experience w them)

i first heard of daniel mullins games through daniel's first sort of big breakout game, Pony Island. it is a game in which satan is making you play a videogame that he made, that is about ponies, and it is very poorly coded. and it is genuinely really fun! i saw a playthrough of it back in, what... 2016? and i enjoyed it very much. there's another game daniel mullins is known for, which was published after Pony Island, it's called The Hex and i don't know anything about it tbh but i'm tempted to check it out

anyway come 2021, Daniel Mullins Games comes out with a brand new spanking videogame, based off a prototype they'd made for i believe a game jam. said prototype i think was called Sacrifices Must Be Made and it is a deck builder (or "haha yugioh go brrr" as i call them) and the general conceit was about needing to sacrifice your cards to be able to deploy new ones. then they developed that into a game called Inscryption

and it is VERY good. <3

and it was Rock Paper Shotgun's GOTY 2021, which doesn't mean much maybe but it does to me 'cause rock paper shotgun is the only gaming news site that hasn't really ever made me personally hate click and it's also the host of the crusader kings gigaknight snafu, which is high art and deserves a spot in the moma at the very least 4% more than a formaldehyde shark does

Inscryption is basically a little bit card game, a lot-tle bit metanarrative about weird videogame shit, and 100% a wild fucking ride from beginning to end. i would rather people go into it blind, try out the demo if you want bc it's free (it's not the prototype, there's a proper steam demo) and figure out if you like the game, then go from there; i can only promise the most fun and memorable rollercoaster ride i've been on since covid regulations set in.

but if you WOULD like to know things about it, (and if you wouldn't, stop reading here, i'll let you know when i start talking content warnings and when i am done with that also if you wanna go in WHOLLY blind),

then here is what i am willing to share:

(a) it is a deck builder all the time but it will throw new mechanics at you as soon as you let your guard down; (b) the plot is not what you think it'll be around the first time you die; (c) the knife progresses the plot but only if you pick the right replacement afterwards, though said replacement is sorta immediately recognizeable and i think it's possible you might not get it on your first try, in which case trying again is all i can recommend

also content warnings: this game is fucking spooky(TM) (mostly in ambiance; it's not an outright HORROR horror game, but it has some deeply creepy imagery and mood at some places and its story alludes to eldritch stuff Happening(TM)), there is like One jumpscareish? thing at the end, and i'll also give out a content warning for glitchy, eye strain-y, flashing imagery (though it can be mostly avoided with options menu fiddling and not clicking on glitchy videos) and for blood, raw meat, mostly cartoony body horror and a couple of eldritch thingies happening that might be somewhat spooky to you. also, not in the game itself but in the ARG that's followed the game a plot point involves... i cannot possibly content warn this without giving things away but there's basically a mention of robbing a potentially triggering historical figure's corpse and he's called by name but literally just the once and he is dead. but you know take care of yourself wrt the ARG. also, uh......... Animal Death is a Theme in Several Parts Of This Game. i think that is most of it

EDIT: I FORGOT. ALSO EYE H/ORROR AND S/ELF HARM. CONTENT WARNING FOR EYE H/ORROR S/ELF HARM. im putting slashes so tumblr filter doesnt pick it up because i forgot to put it in the original and i wouldn't be responsible if i didn't mention this and inform people. I DON'T KNOW WHY I FORGOT I APOLOGIZE but yes there is a small situation going on about plucked eyes and there's one plot-necessary point where you need to make your player character mu/tilate themself significantly (it's a strong wince moment but you're not shown things in agonizing detail, the actual act is over in a flash) to progress the story, and there's also a mechanic in the first part for pulling your own teeth but it's optional. the plot-relevant bit is just one moment and you can look away during that bit, you will feel the consequences for a bit while the rest of the battle plays out but as soon as the battle ends you're offered a replacement for what you lost and you're gucci. yeah

OKAY I'M DONE SPOILING YOU CAN LOOK AGAIN IF YOU WERE WAITING FOR THAT

anyway yeah i literally cannot talk abt this game without giving things away i just promise it is GOOD. it's really good. the ending made me fucking weepy emotional. if you like spooky moody games that don't jumpscare you and if you like deck building funy card brain strategies go brrrr games funny yugioh magic the gathering hearthstone pokemon cardgame go brrr then you might enjoy this very much. and yeah. inscryption is fun

goobert is my best friend reblog if goobert is your best friend too

theres literally no feeling of whiplash stronger than finishing inscryption and then immediately looking up the arg and Finding Out. anyway please play inscryption 10/10. daniel mullins handing me another weird videogame with a weird metanarrative / commentary on making videogames + with the weirdest historical references possible: you are safe now my sweet child; me: i owe you my life

#off topic #inscryption gud pleas play it

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