#cloudy bell sue

[jjellyfisharts]

Cloudy Belle Sue & Share Bear

gosh it's been a while but here's another crossover for the Care Bears and the Sunny Time Crew Show. ❤️💛💙

♡

[elfqueen006]

Someone already said it, but a hypothetical meta in-universe movie based off the Sunnytime Crew series would be fun as hell.

You know, when a popular kids media did really well they'd almost always have a live action crossover of some kind in the 90s to early 2000s.

The same would be for the Sunny Day Jack character going to the "real world" and trying to get back to Cloudy Town. [REDACTED] would be playing himself and Jack, doing one of those double things.

Maybe a love interest subplot - most likely filled in by MC. Or I guess Cloudy Belle Sue's actress (honestly, if Hailey ever signed off on that, it'd be so funny to her). I personally keep imagining May in that role, but that chronologically doesn't make sense. Her role would likely be an ex who had a messy breakup with Joseph and Jack either pushing her towards him or having a little rivalry ensue.

Oh, and some kind of 2000s hits for the soundtrack. You can't have a fun corny adaptation without it.

[missellaneousworks]

Pinky Promise [Part 1]

A SDJ OC Drabble

Ella recounts her thoughts on her new roommate.

[Part 1] - HERE! - [Part 2] - Coming soon

A/N: It's been too long since I completed one of my many drafts. This is a drabble this time to practice first person and get into Ella's head about the early days of her new best friend. What could go wrooooong?

Something is Wrong With Sunny Day Jack is a +18 ONLY series. MINORS DNI.

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November 7, 20XX

Let the record show that it's been almost two weeks since my last entry and I am alive and well!

There haven't been any weird noises in the apartment at odd hours, no demonic possessions to speak of, no flying silverware or furniture, flickering lights, or messages written in blood. All of my electronics work okay --the only thing that doesn't work is the '84 Incident' tape I found at the thrift store.

So to recap from my last entry:

I decided to let Sunny Day Jack stay with me. I know, I know, not exactly the smartest sounding idea. BUT. I genuinely believe he is an actual ghost-clown-man...thing-person? God I hope I'm not crazy He seemed just as confused as I was when he landed in my living room. I might've been a bit startled when I first met him, but I think he needs help. Or at least a place to stay while figuring out how he got inside that tape. He hasn't done anything scary. Not that he could, he's like a big teddy bear!

A six-foot tall, blue mullet, primary-colored teddy bear from the 80's.

Yeah, wow, that's silly written down.

Getting back on track--

Once I determined he didn't appear to be an evil ghost-clown-man, I decided to help him uncover why he was in the tape to begin with. He assured me it wasn't necessary, but my gut tells me it's important. Maybe Jack has family somewhere who wants to know where he is? Or other people who'd like to know what happened to him?

But, unfortunately, any family Jack mentions circles back to a place called Coudy Town, which sounds like a fantasy land of some sort. I've tried researching the names and town locations he gave me, hoping to find SOMETHING but I got nada. Zip. Zero! Whatever child-educational-program-fantasy-world Jack hailed from, is either a fabrication or it's from so long ago that no digital copy exists. Which makes no sense-- Dr. What came out long before the internet and digital media, but I could plug an episode name into the search bar and find 5 different videos and dozens of links, as well as detailed synopses of the show. Maybe it's because Dr. What is so popular and was part of a large TV network, so it was better preserved (despite the fact it nearly flopped when it first aired).

When looking up the name of the town didn't work, I tried looking up some of the names of Jack's friends he mentioned. Cloudy Belle Sue, Rory Rainberry, and Knackadan Drizzle. I think he mentioned having a sister...? Something-Jane? Chitty-chitty-Jane? I can't remember. I have tried asking Jack about his home, but all of his answers are... vague. Not that I think he's lying or withholding information from me, but it hasn't been helpful. He can't give me an exact location of where he came from, and he says some of his memories are on the fuzzy side.

Back at square one, absolutely stumped.

This is a real head-scratcher... I wonder if I'm looking in the wrong place? Or maybe I'm asking the wrong questions? Shaun might have better ideas on where to look. I should give him a call sometime. It's been a while since he's checked in with me, but I know he's busy with wrapping up production. Just a couple more months and I get to have my big ol' cat man back! I missed watching movies with him. He's asked if I'd like to get our streaming channel up and running when he moves back, but if I'm honest I don't know if I have the heart to tell him that I don't I have it in me

I don't know if I'll have the time, with Jack in the picture now.

Jack as a person is... not what I'm used to. He's okay, very nice in fact! I still feel bad that I threw that coffee mug at him when he first appeared in my living room, though I'm happy to say despite bad first impressions we get along pretty well.

Most of the time.

He means well, been nothing but kind and caring since I first met him. I don't know how to explain what's bugging me, he has a knack for popping up in my peripheral when I least expect it, but it's not necessarily a bad thing. The other day I was reviewing my budget and realized I'd probably have to make some insta-noodle meals, which isn't great health-wise. I didn't even say anything and Jack was like, "You know, I worry you don't get enough veggies in your diet. Maybe you could buy some baby broccolis, chop them up, and place them in the noodle packs you like to get! Oh, and I bet it would taste great if you put an egg in it! What do you think? Soft boiled or sunny side up?"

And the day after that I lost my freakin' house key right before I went into work, and Jack said I should check my back pocket. Guess what? It was in my back pocket! How'd he know that?

Some way, somehow, Jack is just always... there.

I don't know how to feel about that.

Maybe it's because I've lived alone for a long time. Also, it might be the fact that sometimes I feel as though I'm being treated as a kid. I don't think he's doing it intentionally, it's not like he talks down to me. He's just really gentle, yet energetic at the same time. He sort of has that -- hot teacher vibes??? -- summer camp counselor I had a crush on thing going on -- nurturing and benevolent nature about him.

Suffice to say, it's been a learning curve to get used to living with someone again. I just hope he doesn't get into anything he's not supposed to. He tried to help me fold my laundry today -- which was super nice of him, of course, but, well, he backed off when he realized I was folding up my intimates.

He probably wants to be helpful since he can't exactly contribute in more conventional ways, like buying groceries or paying his portion of rent. Or maybe he's bored? He knows how to work the TV, but he's pretty clueless trying to activate the streaming apps.

It makes me wonder, what did Jack do in all of that time in the tape? Was it like sleeping? Did he just wake up here? He couldn't possibly have been awake that whole time. Right?

...I almost want to ask him, but something in the back of my mind is stopping me.

Well, until next time diary. I've got to get dinner ready.

P.S. - Try to remember to call Shaun and ask about any archives of lost media.

[panie-wanie-dean-bean]

he won't leave my brain

Fuck, hi, I never thought I would be posting this but I need these thoughts out of my brain or so heLP ME GOD-I'm fine. For those who have yet to look at the tags, this will be talking about the game, or rather the au I've made for, Something's Wrong with Sunny Day Jack. The creators have said they don't want anyone under eighteen to be near this game or fandom. Adults only folks

Alright now that I've worn down the kiddo's attention spans let's hop in

So, like I said before this is an au, a royalty au to be exact, just not in the way you'd think. See royalty aus are usually used to end up with a royal spouse or partner of some kind, but that's not what this is, sorry to disappoint ^^; The royalty is just how this all starts out

So, most people in the fandom know about Joseph at this point, troubled teen turns into a troubled adult that's trying to be a better person, and then he dies a little bit but we're glossing over that for now. This au is very similar to that, in this au Joseph is the heir to the throne but doesn't want the crown. His parents don't respect him, treating him like a simple fallback, insurance that the kingdom will go on without them, and nothing more, leaving him in the care of the castle staff and leaving it at that

It's because of this neglect that Joseph ends up wandering around the castle at such a young age, meeting the sons of both the head guard and royal chef. A few months later he got even bolder, wandering out into the town and meeting the daughter of a librarian. These four became inseparable, and quite rambunctious in their teen years. It was at this time Joseph's parents decided enough was finally time to act like parents "You're the heir to the throne, the entire kingdom! It's time you started acting like it"

Their only mistake was allowing him one last night. He spoke to his friends about what happened, and how he'll never get to hang out with them again. He'd lost all hope but the librarian's daughter, who had always had her head up in the clouds, had an idea "Why not join the circus?" The circus, the one that came once a month every year, the one they had all gone to every night it was in town, the one the head guard's son broke his nose trying to imitate, it was perfect, to a bunch of sad teenagers anyway.

That night they all left without even a goodbye, they all had their own issues with their real homes, finding much more comfort in each other. Lucky for them a girl from the circus who was just a few years older than them took pity on them and took them in, having seen them at so many shows before. She became a sort of big sister to all of them, but most of all to Joseph. They just clicked, and bounced off of each other incredibly well during improv training, so much so that she even decided to match his colors to hers

As the years went by everyone found their role. The royal chef's son became Rory Rainberry, a member of the group for sure, but mostly known for the mouth-watering confections he whipped up for the stands outside of shows. The head guard's son became Knackadan Drizzle, a strong man, lifting over ten times what the average man could. The librarian's daughter became Cloudy-Belle Sue, known best for her incredible stories, that could make the audience laugh, cry, and cheer all in a few minutes. The girl who was already in the carnival was called Daisy Chain Jane, simply calling her the contortionist would be selling her short, having been raised by clowns she can do just about anything around the big top, the tight rope, juggling, animal taming, you name it

Then there was Joseph, the shining star of the show, now known as Sunny Day Jack he was seen as the best clown in the biz, second only to his "big sis" but he would always deny such a claim. This was a team effort, there were no leaders among them, just friends doing what they love

and I think that's all for now, sure I have ideas for how Jack could meet his sunshine, and how he dies, but do you see how fucking long this thing is already? Do you see now why I had to write this? I've been keeping all of this in my brain and I can't keep it in anymore. If you've made it this far, thank you, really you super didn't have to, but if you like what you see here and want more I'd certainly write scenarios or headcanons for it. It feels weird to say I'll write headcanons for my own au but I can't think of what else to call those bullet-point lists of what a character would do in a given situation. Alright, is that it? I think that's it, see ya!

[j-fashion-wearer-otd]

Here’s a better quality cropped image of Cloudy-Belle Sue (from Something’s Wrong With Sunny Day Jack) who wears a mix of fairy Kei & Lolita. Art is by the games creator, @/JambeeBot. Hope this helps!

Thank you so much, I'll add her to the queue!

[littleharpethcrossfit]

Saturday, 23 March, 2024.

The overnight rain is forecasted to stop before dawn. CrossFitters should "enjoy" a cloudy morning with a temp of about 50 degrees.

The early morning 0730 session was twice the size as the 0930.

Armando led the mobility warmup, and then demo-ed and supervised the second Tabata warmup.

Warmup

4 Rounds Tabata's

Scap Pushups

Scap Pullups

Strength

"BOARD PRESSES"

Bench Press: 10 / 5 / 3 / 3 / 3 / 3

2 to 3 Inch "Board" (AB-Mat)

2 Seconds Pause Each Rep

Last 2 Sets Same Weight

Chase/Armando=255 Coach/Ed=175 Dana=160 Tom=155 Rodney/Smoothie=145 Warren A=130 Joe/Cheri=105 Kayla=95 Linda=85 Sue/Shannon/Sandy=75 Alicia/WG/Lew/Bill P/Tim/Average Dave/Robert and others=did it but didn't post

WOD

"OLD JOE OUR BIRD-MAN" It's Almost His Birthday Month

Equipment: Box / Ab-Mat / GHD / Dumb-Bell / ERG (?)

25 x 20 X 15 X 10 X 10 (This Totals 80 Each)

Box Jumps (24/20)

Ab-Mat Sit-Ups

Back Raises

Alternating Dumb Bell Snatch's (50/35/20)

X = Run 400 / Row-Ski 500 / Bike 1000m

Kayla=18:34 Sue=20:18 Chase=22:44** Tim=23:10* Linda=23:15 Lew=23:20 Dana=23:58** Warren A=24:08 WG=25:49* Ed=26:51** Armando=27:23** Rodney=27:30 Joe=28:01 Shannon=28:30 Sandy=28:13 Tom=29:50 Smoothie=31:52* Bill P=33

Average Dave/Robert/Cheri/Coach/Alicia and others=did it. No Posting.

Cool-Off

Alternating Dumb-Bell Curls 10/10 X 5

Notes:

We had a 15 minute seminar on Board Presses (which we did with Ab-Mats instead of boards). Board Presses were popularized by Louie Simmons at West Side Barbell in Columbus, Ohio. Louie has long since proved this method to be one of the very best ways to break thru a stagnation of progress on your Bench Press. As Ed pointed out, doing Board Presses this one time will not forever increase your Bench Press. Rather, it is a method suggested for your use in a multi-month progressive program. Board Presses are also a safe way to Bench Press heavily while still protecting your aging shoulders. I do them ALWAYS. We can easily do these in future Benching workouts if you are interested.

Yes, the WOD was done to honor our favorite "Bird Man Joe". No, it isn't Joe's birthday. It's not even his Birthday Month yet; that is next month. But Joe has so much already scheduled on his dance card, I panicked and programmed his personal Hero WOD early. I heard several say that they wished he was 60 yo and not 80.

Sunday it will be a chilly 35 degrees at 0730, warming all the way up to 60 degrees in time for the 1 PM session. It will be sunny all day.

Sunday workouts at 0730 and at 1 PM.

[elfqueen006]

Duchess' Choice - Villainess AU

Based off of @yukidragon's Villainess AU headcanons, that are absolutely brilliant! I love villainess manhwas with all my heart, and the Sunny Time Town AU being added to the mix is even better because the AU as a whole needs more attention!!

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May-Rose is a perfect cut out for a villainess isekai protagonist in my opinion. She's curt, standoffs, and can have a bit of a sadistic streak if she's feeling nasty - it usually never goes too far beyond some teasing and hazing, though.

In my "perfect universe" of what I would call the Sunnyside AU, Ian has inherited the role of Sunny Day Jack from an older Jacktor rather than usurping it by the studio. In this universe, May-Rose is the Cloudy-Bell Sue actress' daughter, and seeing as this makes her "television royalty", she'd automatically be offered a role on the show, likely as a supporting character.

Instead though, she chooses to be in the background, working on designing the set, the toys, and some of the promotional material.

And she loves it! She feels like she's playing an important part in all of this.

And another thing, Ian and May are engaged in this universe. Everything seems to be going well for her!

That is until she caught Ian cheating with an old flame in the backseat of his car. Skylar, her name was. Ian got caught up with her in theater school. It was a big hurdle in their relationship but he'd sworn to May that he wouldn't get involved with her again... guess old habits die hard.

In a fit of rage, May had stormed off set and drove away. She died in a crash shortly...

Enter the villainess, Midnight Bluebelle. At first, she was a one-off antagonist from the original series. A mime lady who mocked people with puppets and took toys from children. The new Sunnytime Crew Show would've been written with more complex situations in mind, and if May were on board with acting, she would've been cast as such and been a villain for a major arc. However, she was scrapped from the show and put in the promotional book series aimed at young girls and tweens: Duchess' Choice !

The OMC in Duchess Choice is a generic female lead to stand in for the reader. She's from a dwindling house, but boosts her standing in high society after returning Prince Jacks' special pin that was given to him by his father who's away on diplomatic business.

Her sudden popularity then attracts attention within and outside the castle, including that of the cruel Duchess, Midnight Bluebelle, who taunts and sets up various schemes to sabotage OMC's standing with the prince, whom she aims to marry after discarding her fiance, Ian Duff, the knight deemed Sir Sweet Dreams.

Over the course of the three books OMC balances other possible suitors such as the Glad-Pire, Sous Chef Sweetly, and Sir Sweet Dreams. Inevitably, the endgame is Prince Jack. And after learning of her crimes, Belle is stripped of her title and is exiled from the capital.

When May awakens as Belle, she's in the middle of the ballroom floor, having fainted either due to shock or a sudden illness.

She's tended to by her only living relatives, cousins Cloudy Belle Sue and her resentful father, Sam Sours of the Marquisate.

She's taken to her estate and takes some time to gather her bearings, taking note of the point in time before the story.

She and Ian have only been recently engaged, set up via Gretchen Duff as a way to keep Ian in check, so the first standing of business is to properly divorce him. Just because she remembers the woman she was doesn't make her blameless in Sir Ian's torment. She divorces him and makes a formal apology to him, leaving him perplexed and worried.

With the title of Duchess gone, Belle has gone back to being a Marquess. Naturally, this raises some eyebrows that the coarse and condescending woman would cut off a man so devoted to her without a second thought.

Sam definitely has some things to say. In his eyes, she'd blown off the best chance at a happier life even after she practically abandoned Sue and him. But Belle has a plan in mind. She decides... to open up a toy store!

Before Ian had gotten his big break, Belle as May had been struggling to make ends meet for the both of them. Part-time, she worked as a cashier in a yogurt shop. But she'd made a majority of her funds making gothic stuffed animals on her own time and from commissions.

Despite this being in a medieval European-like setting, and around this Era stuffed toys wouldn't have been invented yet, they coincidentally are! Because when you have a society full of clowns, you naturally make more fun things to do.

And that's just what Belle intends to do this time around, have fun!

(And if she can... avoid the OMC!!)

[proxylynn]

also why the heck Sunny Day Jack doesn’t have a women character at all? 🥺

Lynn: What do you mean there's no ladies? We have a gendbent Jack called FunShine Jill and we have Jack's sister Daisy Chain Jane. Oh! And there’s Cloudy-Belle Sue from the SunnyTime Crew. We got clown girls up in here too.

[yanderelovlies]

[I'm sorry but this is purging my mind and i had to tell you]

Cloudy belle sue's actress:yeah that's just what i love about coming into work each day we just have a lot of laughs!

*Jean and Joseph are trying to straight up kill one another in the background Joseph is on top of him punching him repeatedly as jean smashed a light over his face before tackling him*

Cloudy belle sue's actress:....we're just a big...happy family-

Why can I see babe mc either cheering on Joseph or worrying over the whole thing??

[yuelaotzu]

The cast of BFB as things I’ve heard at my school.

8-Ball: Sorry, I don’t speak Minecraft enchantment table.

Balloony: I’d rather burn alive than have this scent linger in my nose.

Barf Bag: Despite popular belief, Heaven is a real Hell.

Basketball: Hello, and welcome to thank you. How you would you like today?

Bell: Yes! Thank you! I am so pumped for this! I can already hear the stock market exploding!

Black Hole: Don’t worry, it’s not rocket science. Just kidding, it’s totally rocket science, we’re building a spaceship.

Blocky: I’m telling you, if we just imploded the volcano, we’d be able to move on with our lives.

Bomby: This is horizontally delicious.

Book: We’re demons; we can worry about kindness later.

Bottle: Is salad a verb? Can you aggressively salad?

Bracelety: I just- emotions? Why? Must I feel thee???

Bubble: There’s nobody in here! This voice is a prerecorded message!

Cake: Rice Krispie? You’ll live your whole life.

Clock: Congratulations, you figured out the puzzle. Would you like a cookie and a star perhaps?

Cloudy: You put a stranger you found in a field inside of your bed?

Coiny: A watermelon does not make that much noise.

David: Do you wish to perish?

Donut: Please don’t change the file name to something that would cause me physical pain to pronounce.

Dora: Welcome to the tall people with pointy hair club.

Eggy: This building is clearly telling us to die.

Eraser: Die, you orange peel!

Fanny: Oh look, a Walgreens. I hate this place.

Firey: Direct me to the room that is the most heat resistant.

Firey Jr.: Why do you want people to get in bed with my mom.

Flower: Oh, you’re sad? Bitch, me too, you ain’t special.

Foldy: Don’t touch him, he has the nose and hand disease: Mitochondria.

Fries: Does that mean I can sue someone now?

Gaty: Don’t you just love it when you take a nap and when you wake up whoops, you’re in Russia now.

Gelatin: Whatever floats your Titanic. Revenons à nos moutons.

Golf Ball: I may have stolen it from my home country, but that’s hardly the point.

Grassy: I love everyone! Except you, you can burn.

Ice Cube: I’m coming for you. Coming for those knees.

Leafy: Drop the guitar and we can solve this like adults!

Lightning: Don’t worry, the kids aren’t mine. Neither is the Lamborghini.

Liy: If either of you make it back alive, I’m charging you with attempted assasination.

Lollypop: By the way, you look ridiculous. Ciao.

Loser: What Earth am I on?

Marker: You’re in luck; I’m a professional distraction!

Match: To be honest, I’d act the same way if I had your search history.

Naily: Why won’t you just shut up and let me get sniped?

Needle: Good news, it appears that you have one less hate crime to worry about!

Nickel: Do people normally fall through your windows?

Pen: So I cut up this old hanger and now the pumpkin is trying to kill me.

Pencil: I’m not legally allowed in this building but whatever.

Pie: May the heavens forbid your carbs.

Pillow: You can’t just throw people you don’t like into the dumpster every time!

Pin: Elevators don’t have hearts, dummy.

Puffball: Humor is broken. Existential Pain Butter.

Remote: How are you speaking in different fonts; this is a live conversation.

Robot Flower: I regret ever trying to reason with you.

Roboty: The least you could do is discard of the body in the proper receptacle.

Rocky: This gremlin is filthy; I’m taking him to the incinerator.

Ruby: Like a seven legged spider with a rose growing out of it’s ass.

Saw: I can sense that my grandma is spying on us, we need to shut up.

Snowball: Fuck off, I need to start practicing my guava ocarina.

Spongy: Did this bitch just say that Venus is a country-

Stapy: Why yes, I do have the proper noodle.

Taco: Look deep into the emotionally-wrought depths of my eyes and tell me if I look like I have the capacity to give a damn about that.

Teardrop: Sorry, I don’t speak mortal.

Tennis Ball: No, you fucking pranoid libraraian. Go back to reading 50 Shades of Grey.

Tree: He was behaving very badly, so I put him in the time-out bubble.

TV: Let’s make a porn of the meaning of life.

Woody: I am afraid of being afraid of fear.

Yellow Face: What’s the square root of lemon?

Four: And I’m going to keep doing it until I start pissing in the quadratic formula.

X: So basically, the baby is me.

[deadlymodern]

🔥, 📙, & 🌸 for Sue!! UwU

Hey lovely, sorry for the late reply, I ended up having a meeting. But here you go!

🔥 Give us a list of general likes and dislikes, such as colours, textures, music, weather and other stuff!

Likes

Cloudy days and thunderstorms, gothic architecture, apple pie and the smell of freshly baked goods, the colour pink, knitted clothing pieces, being sang to, reading about Asian cultures, feathers, ravens and crows, her long hair, Moonlight Sonata, neck kisses, being alone, sketching, the smell of people's perfumes, the sound of church bells and men's low moan. 

Dislikes

Being the centre of attention, her freckles, hot weather, mosquitoes, heights, being shouted at, gossip, people who bite their nails, pumpkins and tomatoes, humidity, when people expect her to speak up, beer, Vivaldi and repeated constant sounds.

📙 What kind of subjects (of conversation, of discussion, in school or whatever) does your OC find interesting or engaging or that they can talk for hours about? What kind of stuff do they just find fun?

What things bore your OC to tears and they couldn’t care less about? Why?

Sue is a mix of artistic and scientific. She likes when she can talk about topics that involve both things such as human anatomy (sketching and physics/mathematics/biology). She could also spends hours talking about different kinds of plants - how they evolve, their rooting system -, birds and arts & crafts material. She's the kind of person who would go on a hike and collect many things that she finds so she can use them as crafting pieces. So, if someone is interested, she'll spend hours and hours talking about her collections and how she was feeling when she found them.

She also likes talking about gothic architecture and literature, as well as she can go on and on about supernatural beings and her beliefs that "so and so is a witch, I'm sure." She's quite superstitious, though, and she'd rather only mention these during the day.

On the other hand, she gets uncomfortable talking about social issues because she doesn't have opinions formed about any of these matters and she gets insecure. 

You'll bore her to death if you start talking about the latest fashions, fabrics, jewelry, new technology (she's skeptical and a bit scared of them) and films. She could care less.

🌸 What does your OC’s voice sound like? Their laugh? Are they good at singing? Do they have an accent?

For some reason, I can really imagine Sue's voice being similar to Laura Carmichael's (Edith from Downton Abbey). A bit low, suave and gentle, but also very clean. But, obviously, without the posh accent to it. Her mannerisms would be similar to Daisy's. 

I'd say her laugh is really adorable and sweet, and she can really laugh out loud sometimes to the point her eyes get filled with tears. But never in public. She'll always cover her mouth and try to contain herself as much as it is possible.

And she can't sing to save a life. Nope. And she's aware of that, so she allows herself to hum and sing songs along with others during events. That's all. 

Thank you for sending these!! :') x

[j-fashion-wearer-otd]

(Resending this submission because I found a better quality image) Cloudy-Belle Sue (from Something’s Wrong With Sunny Day Jack) wears a mix of fairy Kei & Lolita. She’s on the far right of the image. Thank you! https://x.com/sunnydayjack/status/1682850475262066688?s=46&t=dakfoZNlsuFluKS5KlFX-w

I'm very sorry to ask this, but my snip tool isn't working. Could you snip her out of the image so I can post her? Thank you so much!

[littleharpethcrossfit]

Saturday, 2 December, 2023

Classes at 0730 and at 0930.

"On a misty-moisty morning

When cloudy was the weather,

I met an old man all dressed up in leather."

I really didn't think anyone would workout except Linda and I, but you surprised me as you often do. Ten of you came for the 0730 session when it was seriously raining, and another 14 came when the rain was only a drizzle.

Warmup

3 Rounds

With Naked Barbell

10 Bench Presses

10 Skull Crushers

Skull crushers had to be demo-ed and explained why for several of you. And then some of the Maiden-Lady Members were suspicious of the "Naked Barbell" part and refused to participate even when I explained and re-assured. I'm glad they didn't ask me to explain "Dumb Bells".

Strength

Bench Press: 10 / 10 / 10 / 10 All 60 To 70%

5 Ring Rows Super Sets Between Bench Press

Shane/Armando/Chase (tried)=185 Bernie/WG=165 Coach=145 Paul/Jon=125 Dyer/Smoothie/Ed/Rodney=115 Tim/John T=105 Cheri=65 Sandy/Warren A=40(2 DBs) Shannon/Joe/Sue/Linda=25 (2 DBs) Lew/SC/and a few others=did it.

WOD

3 Rounds

Only 1 Dumb Bell Needed (50/35/20)

30 Alternating Dumb Bell Snatch's

30 Dumb Bell Goblet Squats

Row-Ski 1000 / Bike 2000m

Joe=21:55 Chase=21:59* Jon=22:13 WG=22:24 John=22:50 Shane=22:52* Rodney=22:57 Sue=23:19 Warren A=23:27 WaCoach=24:14 Cheri=24:38 Bernie=24:44* Armando=25:50* Tim=27:00* Ed=27:18* Dyer=28:07 Paul=28:30* Shannon=28:45 Smoothie=28:53* Sandy=29:50* Lew/SC/Linda=did something

Notes:

I thought that was good hard fun. Never-the-less (I love to use that term), the usual malcontents fussed about the programming before they started. Being such a big hearted forgiving charitable person, I was able to ignore them and charge it to the rain.

No, it wasn't Robert this time. He doesn't walk over here on rainy days 'cause his bare skull can't tolerate the chill.

Somebody, (it wasn't Sue this time) ran over an orange traffic cone last week. It would have been a hit-and-run if the cone hadn't lodged under his engine and made a loud scraping noise as it disintegrated when he sped away. Embarrassed, and aware that he was seen, he had Amazon deliver us some definitely upgraded traffic cones today. They are taller, more robust, more expensive, and will even glow in the dark. Sue will not get away with it next time.

Yesterday, all CrossFit affiliates were informed that affiliation fees were increasing. All Grandfathered and free affiliates would increase to $4,500 annually. Unsurprisingly, the CrossFit LLC personnel don't know what their right and left hands are doing. Today I received the annual renewal for our LHCF affiliation and the fee was WAIVED as it has been for the last 12 years. Naturally, I signed and returned it in about 10 seconds. They already sent me a "PAID IN FULL" receipt. Please stand by.

Sunday at 0730 and 1 PM.

WE NEED WATER IN PLASTIC CANCER CAUSING BOTTLES.

Apropos of nothing, Jackie "O" died of Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma in her lungs, obviously caused by excessive spraying of ROUNDUP on Aristotle Onassis's Yacht.

[kurokrisps]

A quick voice headcanon video I made of Hailey Johnson, May's mother and former actress of Cloudy Belle Sue!

[yukidragon]

Can you do a theory of how S.D.J got stuck in a tape? (Ik there isn’t much clues but I just wanted to ask) :)) Btw LOVE YOUR THEORYS!!! :D

Awww, thanks! I’m really happy to hear that you like my theories. 💖

Unfortunately, there is very little evidence at this time to create a solid theory about why Jack was trapped in the tape to begin with. I can, however, talk about what we do know about the tape so far and what my headcanons are.

I will be using some screencaps of the demo as well as images that were posted publicly on Sauce/Jambeebot’s public twitter before it was closed down, as well as links to the official Sunny Day Jack twitter. Gentle reminder to everyone - please don’t repost any of the private images posted on the Snaccpop Studios Patreon. The crew relies on those kind donations in order to make the game at all. Consider joining it instead, donating to the Something’s Wrong with Sunny Day Jack kickstarter, or just spreading word about this engaging game.

With that said, let’s start off with the tape itself.

An ordinary but old and cracked VHS tape with a sticker on it bearing the words “84′ Incident” written in smudged red marker. It’s pretty well universally theorized that the video tape captured Jack’s death, which appeared to take place during filming of the SunnyTime Crew Show. We get a shot of the incident itself here on the twitter page. (Pun not intended.) There was also apparently children on set as well who witnessed the incident, according to the actor who played Cloudy-Belle Sue.

We get a glimpse of this incident as well in the style of a children’s drawing on the title screen of the demo, along with a closeup of the tape.

After that, Jack was trapped in the tape for (presumably) almost 40 years. To him it was a place where he couldn’t dream, where he felt cold, and where he buried his old self as Joseph to fully embrace the role of Jack.

Then MC gets a hold of the tape, pops it in a VCR, and is introduced to a rather confused but relieved Jack... only they don’t remember that. They just woke up the next day and Jack was just... there. Now the tape won’t play again, so there’s no telling exactly what is on it.

Seems pretty standard with ghosts possessing something involved with their murder and haunting whoever interacts with it right, right? What I find interesting is Jack is always called a ghost(?) The fact that this is in question at all suggests to me that there’s something more going on with him than the typical ghost can’t move on from their horrific murder story.

I think the fact that this is in question plays a part in how Jack was trapped in and is still connected to the tape. There’s too few clues to be sure of how that happened, so it’s just left to pure speculation on our parts. All we can be relatively sure of is that it’s related to Jack’s death and the incident itself.

You know, let’s take a moment to examine Jack and what he can do now. Maybe it’ll give more ideas about how he got into his situation.

Jack is quite an interesting sort of ghost(?). While it’s tempting to look at another game involving ghosts made by SnaccPop Studios, the Groom of Gallagher Mansion, as a point of reference for how other ghosts are depicted, I’m going to stick with strictly SDJ-related sources.

Jack is solid to MC (unless they don’t want him there), and can be perceived by all their senses, but no one else. He doesn’t show up in mirrors or recordings. According to a line from the Patreon-exclusive virtual body pillow, Sleepy Time Jack, he has a heartbeat. He has bodily fluids such as spit, sweat, and semen, as shown in the demo. He feels warm to the touch, not dead at all.

Well, maybe not all the time.

Jack has the power to influence other peoples’ thoughts and feelings. It’s most obvious with MC, where we have seen instances where he seems able to outright read their thoughts/narration, but he was able to influence Nick’s mind to the point of nightmares, insanity, and self-harm. For the most part he can’t interact with others, but it seems there’s a way he can force it?

Or maybe Jack could be perceived by others... but he has a reason to choose not to exert that much influence on reality.

Maybe it’s because he’s not strong enough yet at the start of the game?

MC’s love seems to make Jack stronger. There’s a “piece” of him in a place others could never reach, and that piece of him grows bigger and stronger. The stronger it gets, the closer he gets to being “one” with MC forever.

I think that “piece” of him is inside of MC and is vital to keep him solid and real. I suspect that Jack might have a “piece” of MC inside him as well... one he can make even bigger by taking more from them and giving more of himself in return, as suggested by a quote from the “no” route.

I want him to re-write me in this moment. I want him to do what he wants to help me forget anything that isn’t him.

He’s taking some part of me...

Infecting me with some kind of fever... Some need...

And I don’t want to admit it...

But I want to surrender and let him fill it.

Although MC is under supernatural influence that makes them addicted to the feelings Jack gives them, it seems as though their wants and desires towards Jack play a key part in everything.

In the game, if MC keeps their distance from Jack emotionally, he gets “colder” to them, and it could get to the point that they can’t touch him anymore. I imagine, if they turned their back on him completely, they could make him disappear altogether.

The influence Jack has on MC is subtle most of the time, just really good feelings mostly. I theorize this is a supernaturally-enhanced sort of empathy due to MC having a piece of him inside of them (and likely vice-versa). I believe that’s how Jack can detect MC’s emotions in return and catch some of their thoughts. It seems this works both ways, as suggested by the “yes” route, where MC can sense things about Jack but is too caught up in the pleasure they’re sharing to really think about it much.

He was close.

He didn’t even need to tell me.

I suspect if MC knew how to use this power, they might be able to have more of an influence on Jack.

After all, it seems as though if MC is going through something like, say, the pain of a period or being drunk, Jack experiences these things too. At least according to a couple posts from the Jambeebot twitter.

(Again, keep in mind posts and art from Sauce’s twitter need to be taken with a pinch of salt when it comes to canon, as things can (and have) changed before the final product of the game.)

Jack himself says that MC makes him feel love, and he’s so happy to be with them. What if that’s why whenever MC spends time with him alone, they feel so happy? What if MC is literally feeling Jack’s love and happiness, which is why being around him feels so addicting? After all, isn’t it addicting to feel loved by someone so unconditionally?

It can be resisted as well, though even when they do in the “no” route, it’s a very weak resistance. MC is addicted to the warm and fuzzy feelings Jack gives to them, which Jack can intensify and doesn’t want to give that up.

I was suffocating in his embrace.

Something about the air was thick and sticky.

Like I was breathing cotton candy…

Like I was under a spell.

Jack even keeps asking in the “no” route if they can feel how much he cares about them, how good he can make them feel.

MC themselves admits earlier that they feel for Jack. He likely can sense that, which could be why he said they make him feel love.

There’s a strong emphasis here on consent and feelings, as well as pieces of both MC and Jack.

Also, before we move on, I want to quickly add that Jack might have the ability to manifest items as well. We know how confused MC was about blueberries appearing out of nowhere, but Jack could’ve snatched them from a grocery store or even snuck them into MC’s cart/basket when they weren’t paying attention so they eat healthier. However, what is harder to explain away is a full change in wardrobe that is distinctly themed around Sunny Day Jack and fits him perfectly. Somehow I don’t think MC bought that for him at the store.

As I’ve mentioned before in past theories when it comes to my own personal telling of the story, Sunshine in Hell, I think Jack has a piece of MC’s soul and MC has a piece of his soul in exchange. I think that whatever happened when MC watched the tape, it created a sort of contract between them and Jack, one that requires consent on both their parts. It requires that continual consent and for their bond to be strengthened in order to give Jack more strength.

It sounds almost like a ritual was performed, wasn’t it? Maybe Jack’s costume as a demonic incubus isn’t too far off the mark from what he is now.

Who knows... it might even be why MC is so tired lately.

(Though they could just be exhausted from being overworked by an uncaring boss.)

Which leads me back to the 84′ Incident. What if Jack didn’t simply randomly possess the recording of what happened because he couldn’t move on? What if his soul was trapped in that tape all this time? After all, he seemed so confused at the start of the game about what’s going on and what happened to him, which suggests he didn’t willingly go to, as he put it, hell.

The entertainment industry is a truly frightening place. Money, power, connections... they can bury so many secrets, even people and memories. There are rumors of unsavory things like crime rings and cults. The studio behind the SunnyTime Crew Show seems to have a dark side as well considering it buried the memory of the show and the murder of Jack under the threat of NDAs.

So now, let’s talk about LambsWork Productions. As I previously touched upon before when analyzing the teaser picture of an undead Jack looking in a mirror, the name of the studio is very interesting. A lamb’s “work” is to be sheered for its fleece, or butchered for its meat... sometimes both.

I think that LambsWork Productions was connected to a cult, maybe even built by a cult outright. I believe what happened to Jack to trap him in the tape may have been part of a ritual.

Jack was a teenage runaway who changed his name from Joseph, hiding his real identity. We don’t know how he was discovered by the studio, but he would be someone with no connections, and no family, maybe even no friends.

Who would look for him if he went missing?

This seems counter-intuitive doesn’t it? Jack was a famous actor with many eyes on him. So many people, kids and adults, loved him.

What the people loved was a character he played. Even when being interviewed, Jack had to stay in character. He couldn’t be “Mr. Haberdae” even when talking with a reporter who wanted to learn more about him.

The studio made a creation that was loved... and what if that was part of the ritual? What if Jack’s murder was planned all along? It would explain how they could so quickly and thoroughly bury all evidence that the show ever even happened if they were prepared to do it ahead of time.

Being loved and being willing plays a part in Jack’s powers. What if that ties into the murder? What if Jack, this fictional entity the studio made up, needed to have the love of countless people, and the distress and pain they felt from seeing him die, along with his death?

For what purpose? It’s hard to say, but Jack’s powers are nothing to sneeze at. For all we know, whatever MC underwent to be bonded to Jack by watching the video wasn’t actually meant for them... it was just the first time it actually worked.

After all... consent plays a part. If Jack didn’t consent to, say, his murderer getting a piece of his soul and control over him...?

Now we’re really going deep into headcanon territory here, and it ties into the tragedy of [Redacted] and the lover who used him. I will stress that my headcanons will likely change as more evidence comes out or as I work on it more before writing it into Sunshine in Hell, but I figure it might be entertaining to tell it anyway.

It goes like this: someone with a lot of pull and connection to LambsWork Productions, maybe even the owner in charge of it all, wanted supernatural powers. They were connected to the occult and learned of a ritual that would require the absolute obedience and enslavement of a soul, as well as love and innocence of children to create a servant that would do whatever they wanted.

What it required was a person who is utterly devoted and willing to submit to the caster. The easiest way to do that? Why, love and desperation of course. Find a person who has nothing and offer them a life they always dreamed of... they just need to be obedient, sacrifice more and more.

This person is pushed slowly to do more, give more of himself. He is pushed to act a certain way all the time, painted up as this new persona to further signify that he is no longer [Redacted] but the always helpful Jack. He needed to want to be this character they created... who they were going to make real with the ritual using his willing soul.

When the target is primed to be obedient and utterly addicted to needing the caster and everything they have to offer in every way imaginable, and is loved by many innocent children... that innocence is destroyed as part of the ritual by having them witness his death.

The ritual results in this creation that will do anything for their master... provided it is consenting on both ends. The victim doesn’t even need to know it was all a setup. In fact, it’s better he doesn’t know in order to ensure he’ll remain desperate in his new inhuman state.

The recording is the medium to create the connection to the new supernatural entity. There was just one teeny, tiny hiccup.

Consent.

The person who performed the ritual and wanted those powers wanted to make that connection, but Jack? Ho... they might have twisted [Redacted]’s heart to be desperate for their love and everything they provided, but Jack is far from stupid. Whether he started to suspect before his death and hid it, or he realized what was going on when murdered, who’s to say? Either way, he did not consent to his former lover taking a piece of his soul when the tape was played, and thus the ritual failed, no matter how many times they replayed his tragic death.

The tape was kept as a reminder, a snuff film for entertainment purposes until it gets lost or discarded in some other way. The culprit would have to figure out what went wrong, how to perform the ritual correctly next time... Or another member of the cult who learned of the ritual decides to try again, believing they know what went wrong.

Maybe the problem was relying on romantic love. What if the “lamb” to be sacrificed was someone who would have a stronger bond to the caster, maybe even more desperate for love and approval than a lover. Say, perhaps... a blood relative?

Actors sometimes join cults. If, say, Jean joined and found out about the ritual and wanted it to work out for himself, well... he does have a child from one of his sugar babies who wants to be an actor, doesn’t he?

What stronger love is there than a parent and child, especially a child who might have spent a lifetime wishing for his absent father’s love?

Well, Jack might argue his love for his sunshine is stronger. After all, unlike those monsters who damned him to the hell of the VHS tape for selfish purposes, they didn’t need him like Alice(/MC) does. They didn’t long for love as desperately as he did... and he was certainly so very desperate for even a speck of warmth after 40 long sleepless years trapped in a cold empty hell...

Soooooo... yeah. That’s the headcanon I currently have for what Jack is and why he was trapped in the tape. With how few clues there are, I’m not banking on this headcanon on being anywhere close to accurate to what’s going to happen in the game. Chances are very good that this headcanon will change and evolve as I get more ideas and more hints are dropped. Still, I find the idea to be fairly entertaining, and I hope you did too.

What does this mean for Jack, Alice, and their connection of souls via the ritual? I’m going to have to think about that a bit more, but whatever it was, it was something worth a hell of a lot of trouble for the studio to go through...

After all, Jack has a pretty impressive array of powers already, and they’re only going to get more powerful, maybe even manifest other unexpected ways we haven’t seen yet, as his love for Alice and hers for him grows ever stronger...

Of course, with an MC resistant to that love? Well... that might explain the glitches we see here.

@channydraws @earthgirlaesthetic

[briannamarguerite]

words are water in amsterdam (part two)

a completely self-indulgent drabble about a tea shop in amsterdam, the boy who liked to write there, and the tour guide who couldn’t stay away.

Part One | Part Two

Harry checked his watch as he settled into the little table nestled up against the outside facade of the tea shop. It was the exact time he’d been in the exact spot last week.

The weather had only slightly improved, so that there was one other gentleman outside, bundled just as Harry was in a long coat and scarf. They ignored each other as Harry poured himself a cup and pulled out his journal. It would be good to look busy.

But the fact of the matter was that his entire attention was focused on the spot where the bridge and the street met, the spot where the tour guide from last week stood, bathed in rare sunlight that turned hair caramel and skin golden. The spot where he’d stood making his group laugh with an ease that clearly came naturally, where he’d smiled, the amusement turning his face into poetry instead of mere art.

The ink from Harry’s pen left a dark, ever-spreading splotch on the ivory pages where it dragged into doodles instead of letters, and Harry refused to look up even though that was why he was here. Or. That was why he’d picked this exact table, instead of one inside near the fire, near the warmth of other bodies, near the creativity of other writers scratching away at paper or pecking at keyboards on laptops. It was why shivers ran along his muscles because of the cold, but also why he stubbornly poured himself fresh tea and ignored the blustery weather. He wanted to see the boy again. That’s what he told himself-- just. See him.

The boy. The boy. The one he’d been thinking about. Dreaming about. Wanking about. 

And then, like in a movie where everything is too painfully perfect, the boy appeared. In that exact spot that Harry had been watching even as he kept his gaze focused on the dark blotch that was becoming a shape Harry didn’t want to try to interpret. The sun wasn’t shining this time, wasn’t caressing the boy’s skin. Instead it was cloudy with a hint of rain that turned everything gray and dull.

But still the boy glowed. To Harry at least. 

He was in the same logo-stamped jacket as before, and similar black skinny jeans paired with Vans. The material of the coat bunched at the small of his back as he gestured with whatever story he was telling. His ass was a peach hugged beneath dark fabric that Harry wanted to strip from the boy’s body. He wanted to dig desperate fingers into that flesh, to make the boy cry out, to leave bruises along otherwise flawless skin.

Harry wanted. He wanted, wanted. But. The boy was a stranger, or all but a stranger. But really it was Harry who was strange, in seeking out a glimpse of the boy. Maybe this was Harry’s usual tea shop, but certainly on any other mist-laden Tuesday he would have sought creature comforts instead of the damp, cool air at the little table that sat just along the canal. But no. Here he was. Waiting, watching, enjoying.

It was as Harry was letting his gaze catch along the curve of the boy’s waist that he realized the boy was looking back at him. It was too far away to see the color of his eyes, but Harry knew without a single doubt that the boy’s gaze was on him.

But even as he watched Harry, the boy talked and talked and talked. His voice carried on the quiet street, not the words themselves but the melody of it. Like a song that wove into the tapestry of the atmosphere. The boy’s rasp, his speech, didn’t disrupt the quiet, not like some jarring conversations that were all hard consonants and long vowels as they cut across the peace of the Jordaan. Instead it sunk into the very marrow of the neighborhood and became part of the fabric as much as the tea shop was, as much as the bikes stashed along the canal were, as much as cobblestones and kitsch decor.

Their eyes met...across the space of cars and bikes and people, their eyes met. Then someone said something and the boy blinked and looked away. And Harry was left, sitting with his journal, unmoored and unsettled, half-hard and more than half-intrigued by a stranger with a lithe body and a raspy laugh that tickled along the base of Harry’s spine.

***

Harry took a chance. It wasn’t Tuesday, so it couldn’t be guaranteed that he’d see the boy again, but he’d looked at the tour’s website (alright, so he Googled the company stamped onto the back of the boy’s jacket, sue him) and figured out a bit of a schedule. Tuesdays and Thursdays.

The warm water sloshed up along the sides of Harry’s cup as he kept his eyes studiously on the table. It would be at least several more minutes before the boy crested the slight slope of the bridge.

He watched the second hand of his watch — the one his roommate deemed old-fashioned and nerdy — tick by each thick number until it was time.

When he glanced up he almost expected the boy to materialize on the spot, just because Harry wanted it so badly. But he didn’t.

It took another five minutes of staring at his open journal, willing words to form into sentences, to form into paragraphs, to form into a story before the boy showed up. This time, as soon as the boy reached the pinnacle of the bridge, his eyes sought out Harry’s. Something taut and electric pulled between them, despite the distance. And Harry didn’t think he imagined the way the boy stopped, just for a second, just for a heartbeat, a breath, a single chime of the bells. Just long enough to give Harry hope.

***

It was becoming routine. Without fail on Tuesdays and Thursdays, Harry decided the tea shop that he loved desperately on all other days was just too hot, too stifling, too crowded. Tea on Tuesdays and Thursdays must be taken outside, beneath hibernating trees and along canals that looked a lot more romantic than the trash floating along their banks actually told.

And Harry would get a glimpse of the boy, though it was always fleeting, far too short-lived. But the moments Harry saw the boy breathed life into the rest of his week. It was the way he turned his wrist as he gestured, the way he so clearly laughed with his body, the way he touched the shoulder of an elderly tourist with such affection that Harry had felt it from far away. He wanted to know this boy. He wanted to talk to him, to hear his voice caress the words that tumbled from his lips, to watch the bend and pull of his wrist as he told a story, to know his secrets.

It was almost painful, the not knowing. To realizing it was just a fantasy borne of lust and attraction and something deep in his belly that he couldn’t quite name.

It was the third Thursday that their eyes met across the expanse of brick and concrete and water that Harry realized. He was going to have to take the damn tour.