#angy musings

[ultimateplaylistmaker]

No one talks about the Chapter 1 FTE's with protag Kaede and thats a real shame, some highlights from each person

Shuichi talks about climbing mountains and swimming upstream to find a missing pet alligator

Kirumi gets warned if she doesnt stop spoiling people will call her mom, truly a prophecy ignored to Kirumi's detriment

Kaito offers to get her forged paperwork like he did if she wants to be an astronaut and also wants to learn piano to communicate with aliens

Angie has a horrible nightmare after Kaede's music puts her to sleep where she cries out in terror for something to stop and about how theres not enough blood and then completely plays it off when she wakes back up

Himiko accuses Kaede of being a lesbian

Ryoma got to talk about cats for a whole free time event good for him

Maki just straight up makes a pedo joke at Kaede when she mentions how a caregiver has to love children

Rantaro calls Miu a top

Tenko cannot take a compliment in the slightest

Gonta reveals how he sleeps nude

Tsumugi wont stop saying things like fiction

Kokichi reveals he can speak multiple languages

Korekiyo gets mad when Kaede asks if he has a sister complex

Miu wont shut up about tits

Kiibo has a fucking shut down button and Kaede just has no goddamn impulse control and shut him off for like a solid minute?? Kiibo gets her back though by calling her mom

[blood-red-ocean]

Me: I will never join a cult. Cults are Bad™.

Miranda:

Me: where tHE FUCK DO I SIGN UP

[hemingwaystan]

Ethan Should've Died, A Comprehensive List

I will waste no time, the title says it all. This will assume that he has no plot armor or just a little at times. It will be in the best chronological order possible for my dumbass. This is long so prepare yourself. Also the car crash could kill him but that's easily forgiven. Also, I'm going to do minimize Chris because his presence is literally the biggest piece of plot armor he has. I also overestimated his mold healing abilities to prove the point further.

The first Lycan, strong Ethan may be, the Lycan is stronger and Ethan's only weapon is a kitchen knife. His body may be made of mold but if he is mauled, essentially organless. That will put him in the dirt.

Same as last time, he would've been cornered in the Lycan gauntlet. The Lycans can take plenty of lead, his good weaponry will be effective but not enough. He might survive this if he reaches the point where the Lycans leave. Again, mold is good but not enough to repair missing the majority of your innards not just a hand

Let's skip to Ethan running into Heisenberg. Heisenberg grabs him and takes him to the tribunal. But Heisenberg is a showman and dramatist at heart, do me Heisenberg, I'll do anything. As to say Heisenberg's Gauntlet, no way out. With a dash of plot armor he reaches the spike wheel. A pair of handcuffs could not hold that back. He's shredded, again mold can't heal that.

Moving on, dash of skip, Ethan arrives in Castle Dommy-Mommytrescu, my bisexual panic over Heisenberg and Alcina is endless. He goes through the doors, Bela, Daniela, Cassandra say hi. He gets his ass grabbed and is strung up in Alcina's room. His hands are hanging from sickles. It is improbable he could get out of this, the Dimitrescus would return and kill him. But it's reasonable to say with his mold and a little plot armor he could escape but next is where things get out of hand.

Ethan is thrown down several floors by Alcina. This should destroy him, obviously. But let's say it doesn't. He's knocked out at the bare minimum and the Moroaica eat him or hack him up while unconscious. Or let's not forget Bela is down here, he's fucked the minute she lays eyes on him. Also realistically she would also stab him at this point with a full hand, no coming back from that shit.

He meets Bela. It's fair to say, gun in hand, he could easily ice the Moroaica. (Mispelled??) But when he runs into Bela, he has no idea what her weakness is. He shoots and shoots and shoots to no avail and then within a few slashes of the sickle he is torn apart and again mold is good but if he is drank and maybe eaten, it is not recoverable, in a million fucking years.

Let's skip to Daniela, he meets her in the library. I hc that the other daughters put her here to protect her but anyways. She immediately kicks into action, deranged and dangerous. He has to know the daughter's weakness for him to get past Bela, even though he shouldn't have. So he has it here. Ethan opens the library skylight. Daniela doesn't enter the center, she knows her weakness, the daughters are intelligent. So despite being a little vulnerable due to it being nearby she's safe. Now she can just circle Ethan, with enough invulnerability to bullets. The minute he leaves the center she tears him to shreds.

A important part I forgot to mention is that Lady Dimitrescu would not leave this to her daughters. It is a important part that she loves them, she wouldn't leave them to die meaning she would've found and killed him maybe even before he killed Daniela. As to say, he would've been killed by Cassandra or Lady D before even reaching the Cassandra fight.

Cassandra fight. Ethan gets hit, let's say, two times before he breaks the wall. He's bleeding heavily, but he can medicine this away. The wall shatters. Cassandra skirts the border of the armory, the minute she reaches Ethan, as the game presents it but illogically the strongest daughter. Even if the bullets damage her, there's not enough time. She'll grab his body and chop off limbs or pull out his organs one by one.

Now Ethan is being stalked by Lady Dimitrescu, no chance she doesn't "find him and break him."

Ethan reaches the door, his hand gets chopped off and yet again he just doesn't have ANY chance against Lady Dimitrescu NO MATTER WHAT. Even if he gets the MacGuffin knife that only makes her susceptible to damage. She's still so much stronger than him either way, he's dead as a doornail.

Skip to the roof, Alcina turns into a dragon. Think with your head, he's obviously going to fucking die.

After this Alcina will probably turn back after a while as the MacGuffin knife almost definitely isn't permanent meaning that she objectively wins, no 1 - 1 shit. All of the Dimitrescus can easily take Ethan.

Skip to getting the Donna Key. He has enough weapons so he can probably handle the Lycans. I just wanted to mention that because it's a part worth mentioning he can reasonably survive. It's like 1/3 chance the armored Lycan kills him though.

I don't know where to put this but the Varcolac. It would maul him before he even stands up, it'll tackle him over and over until he's paste.

Alright back to the direct plot, Ethan starts tripping balls on his way to Beneviento Manor. He enters, Angie is giggling and Ethan is weaponless. Donna doesn't have enough screentime but that's beside the point. It's semi-likely, the armed dolls would overwhelm him and he would be so slashed up he'd bleed out. If that didn't work the baby monster would "kill him."

Onto Moreau, now Moreau, Moreau, Ethan has almost as nonexistent chance of killing him as killing Alcina. Ethan tries to steal the flask, blah blah blah. Moreau turns into his fish form, his mutated form is a fucking beast. Ethan has no shot, I'm emphasizing this because it's obvious with Alcina but this is improbable too. He'll be eaten before he drains the reservoir but Moreau on land is still going to wreck his ass. I think Chris shouldn't be taken into account because like, he is plot armor already, he should only have been the setup or it should've had another one because like, wtf. But let's say he's at the reservoir, he does Ethan a solid blah blah blah. But the thing is, Moreau in water might have a 75/25 chance of killing the Hound Wolf guys their. He might just eat half the building or acid them. RE5 and RE6 Chris are obviously overpowered due to the ridiculous plots but in this Chris would be killed by Moreau.

Next up, Ethan goes to the Lycan Stronghold. I'm not going into detail because, again, powerful guns or not he will be overwhelmed by a horde of Lycans, they're too fast to keep up with. Ten of them will just rip him apart. But the big thing about the stronghold is fucking Urias, you could bet on the amounts of seconds it will take for Urias's hammer to cave in Ethan's skull.

Arrival at the Heisenberg Factory, if Alcina and Moreau were unkillable, Heisenberg is that times ten. Ethan doesn't take Heisenberg's deal. Into the pit he goes.

Turned into gore by Sturm. He gets past the weaker medieval armed Soldats.

It's more likely than not that he can kill the one drill Soldat but I think that his luck would eventually run out with the two drills and he'd get gored.

Soldat Jet, in the moment for Ethan, this is present for everything but it's apparent here, Ethan hasn't a fucking clue what's going on. He is in a hallway, looks the Soldat Jet tears through him.

Soldat Panzer, explosives or not, he's fucked. Sturm's reappearance, still fucked.

Also assembly lines imply way more Soldats even if most are in storage.

Heisenberg reappears, realistically he'd just kill Ethan in a hale storm of metal but he instead transforms, he'd be sawed in half before he even left the building.

Ethan finds Chris and gets the MacGuffin tank, I think it's unrealistic that Chris is there because Heisenberg clearly has an excellent surveillance system. He'd go down there while Ethan's busy and obliterate Christ and Co. before they could blow jack shit up. Because this isn't godlike re5 and 6 Chris. Not to mention, as far as I can tell, Heisenberg could probably take Wesker in a fight assuming there was metal present.

Ethan hops in the MacGuffin Tank and fights Heisenberg. The tank would be crushed in under five minutes.

Ok, never mind that shit, he goes on to fight Miranda, Miranda kills Ethan. no village explosion because logically Chris should be dead.

[quinloki]

When you're typing too fast and have to see:

the dizzying heat of his hungy and demanding kisses

with your own two godsdamned eyes, so you realize you must immediately foist such terror onto everyone else that you possibly can.

[masquenoire]

"What is that? Wait, no... don't tell me, that's a fuckin' Sundance A25, isn't it?? We're going out on a big mission tonight and you had the bright idea to pick something like that as backup??? You know what that is, that's SHIT! Which is what you are! You are shit, dumbass!"

[alteregozowie]

"Are we finally eating that pig of Angel Dust's!?"

[a-hell-of-a-time-archive]

@angie-long-legs continued from X

He could almost hear the eye roll from his place on the balcony, and Andrealphus couldn't help but let out a chuckle. Normally he was not one to mix with the lower class, but ever since the incident where he had to rely on a sinner to heal him, Andrealphus had been mingling more and more with the citizens of the Pride Ring. It was during one of his visits that he encountered Angel, and to his surprise both ended up hitting it off.

He could see the shocked expressions of the goetia now...

Letting out another chuckle, Andre replied, "It's a book on ancient sigils and the powers they contain. A truly boring topic, I know." And yet one that had caught his own interest due to a case that appeared on his doorstep not too long ago.

"It is not that cold out here, you know; my own mansion is far colder."

[general-kalani]

"HEY I HAVE LIGHT SENSITIVITY IT'S NOT FUCKING MANDATORY TO COME TO THEM! FUCK YOU!"

[thelastspeecher]

So today while driving for work I decided to put on some videos to listen to, and wound up listening to some videos about historic storms. I then decided to look for videos about the 2020 Midwest derecho (a horrible, horrible storm that got barely any national attention despite the devastation it caused). And that turned into me getting inspired to write Stan and Angie getting caught up in a derecho in Storm Chasers AU.

So, uh, here's that.

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                 Hail and rain pounded the roof of the Stormleymobile. This was supposed to be a typical severe thunderstorm chase, but Stan was starting to get the feeling that it might be a bit more. Not that he’d admit it. Angie looked out the window with a worried expression.

                 "It's awful ugly out there," she said warily.

                 "I've seen worse."

                 "It could get worse." Angie pointed at the trees lining the country road they were driving down. "Look at that! Look at how much they're bendin’!"

                 "I can't look if you want me to see where we're going," Stan said, rolling his eyes. He grinned. "Anyways, what's with all the concern? Are you afraid of a little wind?" he teased. "This is nothing, we're..." He trailed off as they watched a silo bounce across the road in front of them. "Shit, is this a tornado?"

                 "If it is, we ain't prepared," Angie said. Her voice ticked up in pitch. "We'd need to know its location to be safe and I don't have the foggiest where it could be!" The handheld two-way radio in the empty cupholder crackled on.

                 "I don't see any rotation on the radar," Fiddleford's voice said over the radio.

                 "What do ya see?" Angie asked as Stan quickly did a U-turn, speeding away from the now debris scattered path they had been taking.

                 "I ain't seen it before in person, but I recognize it from books. I think it's called a bow echo?"

                 "What the hell is a bow echo?" Stan asked. His knuckles were turning white holding the steering wheel in position against the winds.

                 "Bow echo..." Angie said. Her eyes widened. "Oh, shoot! This could be a derecho!"

                 "I really need to study up," Stan muttered to himself. "I can't keep asking vocabulary questions when we're in the middle of a chase."

                 "A derecho, well, super strong ones are s’pposed to be rare," Angie said. There was a loud crack and deafening crash. A massive pine tree collapsed by the side of the road, narrowly missing the car. "They have straight line winds, not rotation like a tornado."

                 "So they're not as bad?" Stan asked hopefully. Angie shook her head.

                 "They can have tornado or hurricane force winds. And some drop tornadoes, too."

                 "Y'all need to get to shelter," Fiddleford said firmly. Stan grimaced.

                 "For once, I agree with you," he said. Angie grabbed the map from the glove compartment and hurriedly began to unfold it. "We were prepared for a regular severe thunderstorm. Maybe a tornado or two. Not a- a landlocked hurricane!"

                 "There’s flash flood warnings poppin’ up,” Fiddleford said, sounding nervous. “A lot of rain is headin’ yer way.”

                 "More rain than we've already got?" Angie asked. She looked down at the map, then out the windshield, searching for road signs through the sheets of water.

                 "Visibility is already shit," Stan grunted. "If it gets any worse, we're gonna have to pull over and wait it out." Fiddleford let out a low whistle.

                 "It must be awful bad out there if yer willin’ to pull over."

                 "I don't wanna pancake against some semi in a whiteout, sue me!"

                 "Boys!" Angie scolded. She glanced at the map again. "Okay, we should be comin’ up on an intersection soon. Turn left."

                 "Got it." Stan sped through the stop sign without slowing down, but Angie didn't comment, too focused on finding them a route to safety. "Where exactly are you taking us?"

                 "That hotel we passed when we were gettin’ our bearings while we waited for the storm to hit. I wrote down the address."

                 "Why?"

                 "In case somethin’ like this happened and we needed shelter. It looked like a pretty sturdy building to me." Angie looked around. "It should be ‘round here somewhere..."

                 "I see it." Stan swerved into the parking lot outside the Holiday Inn Express. He parked the car and turned it off. Angie opened the door. Wind and rain roared, filling the interior of the car. Angie slammed the door shut behind her, her purse in her arms, and sprinted for the hotel. Stan grabbed his wallet and the radio, then followed suit.

                 When they entered the lobby, Stan couldn't help the amused snort that escaped him. People were clustered around the large windows of the lobby, watching the storm with fascination.

                 "Didn't y'all hear the sirens go off?" Angie asked the person closest to her.

                 "Yeah."

                 "And yer not shelterin’?"

                 "Whattaya mean? I'm inside!"

                 "Typical Midwest bullshit," Stan muttered under his breath. He followed Angie out of the lobby and into an interior hallway. Angie sat on the floor, leaning against the wall.

                 "You say that like yer not the kind of person to do the same exact thing," Angie said. Stan sat next to her.

                 "Sure, but when I do it, it's just me. One guy. Everyone in the hotel except us is standing right by the windows! I swear, there's something in the water or air or- or corn or whatever. Everyone around here seems to use the sirens as an alert to go outside."

                 "When ya grow up with it, it don't seem as scary as it should, I suppose," Angie said. She rested her head on Stan's shoulder. Her damp hair tickled his face. "Hopefully this will blow over ‘fore too long. I want to get back out there."

                 "Yeah." The radio crackled to life. "We got to shelter, don't worry."

                 "There ain't a force on Earth that can stop me worryin’," Fiddleford said. "But I'm glad y’all found somewhere to wait out the storm. Looks like ya have at least half an hour ‘fore it dies down to safe levels."

                 "Eh, we can occupy ourselves until then,” Stan said dismissively.

                 "Are ya goin’ to do some rescue type activities once it clears up?"

                 "That’s what I was thinking." Stan looked at Angie. Angie nodded. “Yeah, that’s the plan.” He scowled. "I kinda hate that we can’t do much for people that need to be patched up, though."

                 I didn't always feel that way, but after...

                 "You could get EMT training," Angie suggested. Stan looked at her in surprise.

                 "You don't need a medical degree for that?"

                 "No, you can get certificates in first aid and emergency medical whatnots without a full medical background," Fiddleford said. "I actually know a feller. Want me to ask him about classes for you?"

                 "...Yeah," Stan said after a moment. "Yeah, talk to him about what I need. Make sure you tell him all I've got is a high school diploma."

                 "I'm sure we can work somethin’ out with that. I'll call him. Let me know when you head back out or if yer sit’ation gets pear-shaped ‘fore then."

                 "You got it." Stan set the radio on the floor. Angie smiled at him. "What?"

                 "I think it's sweet that you want to learn how to help people."

                 "Nah, it's all self-serving," Stan said dismissively. "I'm sick of needing you to explain fancy long words. I want to be able to explain some to you." Angie chuckled.

                 After a few minutes sitting in silence, Angie's breathing steadied. Stan looked at her. She was asleep.

                 Might as well get some shuteye of my own. Stan closed his eyes. With the pounding of the rain and the howling of the wind, he drifted off in record time.

[ultimateplaylistmaker]

I feel like I'm having a fucking stroke

[blood-red-ocean]

Concept: Pinocchio except it's Donna as Geppetto and Angie is dressed in the lil outfit with the lil hat

[risingsouls]

[I keep using Twi.light Prin.cess Gan...I guess because the situation and everything is giving me his overall vibe...even though I'm still not sure what he would look like at this point. And it's not like I could art any ideas anyway but.

To give some loose background on what I'm cooking for a potential story for him in this crossover AU, here's a messy post under the cut because it's a lil long:

So basically, Ganondorf survived the destruction of Hyrule (which, as I think most people here know, I made its own planet for ease of crossover shenanigans). Before that, at around the time he would have been trying to snag the Triforce, Frieza's forces come across Hyrule and the Gerudo and, since they're a formidable warrior race with a bit of A Problem, Frieza offers them a deal: he (read: his soldiers) teach Ganondorf and the Gerudo how to harness ki to deal with Hyrule being shitty to them and take it over in exchange for basically swearing fealty to him. It would be a situation like the Saiyans are in sort of save for the fact that the Gerudo stay planetside instead of going out and conquering: the Gerudo rule the planet in Frieza's stead, but it and everything and everyone on it belong to him. He also tacks on taking Nabooru as part of this deal which is how she ends up on the Frieza Force with The OG Squad.

With ki at their disposal, the Gerudo are easily able to deal with Hyrule and take over, thus ending their problems with their neighbors hating them and, basically, wishing they would just die out. Over the years, Ganondorf and the Gerudo have everything they need and then some. They're no longer forced to resort to thievery to survive. Hyrule is theirs...or mostly theirs.

But, of course, that doesn't sit well with Ganondorf. From the moment he cemented the deal with Frieza, the Gerudo king knew he would try to overthrow him. It was inevitable; no one rules him and he was not satisfied serving another. Hyrule should belong to him and his people, no one else.

This dissatisfaction and ambition drove him to continue his search for the Triforce, a far easier task when no one could stand up to him and his armies. Soon enough, he is successful in invading the Sacred Realm. The lack of balance in his heart transforms the Sacred Realm into a land of darkness and chaos and, much to his chagrin, the Triforce shatters when he touches it. Only the Triforce of Power remains in his possession.

Eventually, through his soldiers who are likely stationed on the planet, Frieza catches wind of the Triforce stuff (and probably either surmises Ganondorf is trying to use it against him OR outright finds out that's the case because…well it is) and that pisses him off so, despite their deal and Nabooru holding up her end of the bargain and Ganondorf not really doing anything treacherous yet, Frieza destroys the planet.

Thanks to the Triforce of Power (as well as probably a combination of his own, innate abilities in ki and magic as well as potentially the Demise connection if I decide to play with that or perhaps using the Sacred Realm somehow to pop in and then gets spat back out, Ganondorf survives the destruction of the planet and ends up on a new one. (I also really want to play with my idea of the planet's destruction causing the Sacred Realm to "leak" into the universe with like…native creatures on different planets evolving into amalgamations of half Hyrule monsters but that's a WIP idea).

As far as what he's been up to, he's certainly made this planet his own. Took it over by force if need be, filled it with monsters, and has been seething over the destruction of his planet and people. Trying to find a way off the planet. Plotting to somehow figure out what happened to the other pieces of the Triforce so he can bring his planet and people back. Find a way back to the Sacred Realm to find answers. Anything but wasting away on some strange, wild planet basically alone (I kind of want to go with the idea that the planet he finds himself on is "uninhabited" and maybe hostile; kind of like Vampa in that regard. Be a good parallel to freeing himself from the trap of the desert only to find himself back in a similar situation again...only this time, it's completely alone). The man is angry and wants nothing more than to revive his people and find out who destroyed them in the first place so he can take revenge.]

[protect-namine]

I really love himiko's character arc in V3. I also really love tenko and angie and the tension-friendship between them. but god, I just remembered how great himiko is. there's a scene after this where she's proud that shuichi can tell she's blushing from her own compliment, or the one where kaito encourages her choice to lead a more forward-facing life but she can do it at her own pace, she doesn't have to go 110% energetic all the time. like, if tenko could see her now, she'd be so proud of her. waaahh tenko.......... I'm still so sad she had to go..... anyway replaying this game is already so worth it just for himiko alone

also now I'm realizing that probably the reason why I couldn't progress her FTEs despite emptying all my magical items in my inventory for her was probably because I needed to finish this trial first. I was so confused because I never had problems giving other characters gifts, but himiko kept refusing to hang out with me lol

[suffcring]

honestly having a muse list is so useless because sure I have a main listing of muses I play or would like to play more often but then I also have muses I will just pick up for one person and what's the point in listing them?

[the-ultimate-muses]

@caramialunaestelle liked for a starter <3 (X)

It wasn't very often Kaz got angry, really angry, enough so that it came to blows with nary a flinch of hesitation from the mechanic. It was nothing new, a few lower classman must have heard about Mikan and her...reputation, but what they hadn't expected was her guard dog of a boyfriend to step between her and them with a firm "Fuck off." Being they children they were, they hadn't heeded the warning, and was it really a surprise such bravado was no match for someone with genuine srength thanks to his talent?

Anger having dwindled down, he was noting but huffy now as a sleeve wiped his lip, teeth having caught the delicate skin when a sad punch had been attempted.

Keyword: Attempted.

"Stupid fucking freshman, can't believe I used to be like them." Childish, with false bravado and the inability to listen to go along with it. "Sorry, you okay? I didn't wanna have to throw them to the ground like that, but they shit they were sayin' about you..." The anger had returned in his eyes, just like that.

[aparticularbandit]

me: -playing danganronpa summer camp-

Dad: That music's kind of addicting.

me: I KNOW RIGHT THE DANGANRONPA MUSIC IS SO GOOD