#donate your cartridges

[getadvanceinfo]

Donate Your Cartridges as an Australia wide fundraising initiative in which you can donate your unused toner cartridges for raising funds for your chosen charity. You just have to call or email Donate Your Cartridges and they will let you know the value of your items and will organise a collection of the same likewise. Donate Your Cartridges initiative is open 24/7 and accepts any quantity of genuine unused cartridges. Show your support and contribute to society via your unused cartridges.

[sweatyracoon]

Notes:

glad to finally start with this series. Its been on my mind for months! Hope you all enjoy, and if you have any ideas on the connecting parts, lmk!!

Warning:

Language, smut mentioned, fluff

You sighed as you walked to your local GameStop. It had just been too long since you've had a real connection, and you were desperate for anything.

Your friend who worked there had told you that they had a game donated that resembled a dating simulator, and that she set it aside for you. She did it mostly to tease you, but honestly, you really needed this.

You didn't know if it was truly a dating game or not, but you couldn't care less at the moment.

You came in, grabbed it, and paid.

You rushed home after stopping for lunch, starting your PC. You let it warm up while you showered and changed into your lounge clothes, rubbing your temples at the bright light in the dark room.

Your computer ate the disc, accepting it just as well as you did. The loading screen appeared, and you watched the sphere spin.

It seemed to last hours before you finally heard a ping.

It's done loading!

You quickly clicked the icon, watching the screen fall black before switching to a pale blue.

As it drifted to the logo,you noticed how it looked extremely pixelated but in a 90's Mario game way.

The title read, 'Stray Kids: Together'

Some clouds jumped in the background, the Play and Settings buttons appearing after a few seconds.

You admired the pastel aesthetic before moving your cursor to click on Play.

Gently clicking on your mouse, it sent you to yet another clouded screen with a small sunset.

Logs set 1

>Bangchan Last opened ?

>Lee Know Last opened ?

>Changbin Last opened ?

>Hyunjin Last opened ?

What type of names are these? You thought.

You noticed that each one didn't have a date log, so you were unsure if they were even opened yet.

Curious, you clicked the first name.

Then, your computer crashed.

You scoffed, cursing the damn old seeming cartridge. The pixels in the opening screen made it seem like it was made in the 90's, but the labeling date was scratched off so you didn't really know.

You were about to shut off your computer before the screen boosted, a light gray flickering against the screen.

You weren't sure what was happening before you saw the command,

Allow microphone access?

> Yes No

You clicked yes.

Allow camera access?

> Yes No

You clicked yes again, and that was when you heard a click, and then the spinning of a disc.

"Hello?"

You heard a voice from nowhere. You bristled, turning around to look in your room. Was someone here?

"Over here,"

Your head whipped back to the screen, only to be met with the most prettiest guy you had ever seen.

"Woah," you mumbled.

He grinned.

"What's your name?" He asked again. Did he have an accent?

"Y/n. You're...Bangchan?" You ask, pulling your chair closer to the desk.

"Your a quick learner,"

You blinked. What now?

"So...are you like an AI? Or, like, how are you speaking to me?" You question, resting your arm on your hand.

His eyes widen. "Uhh, I'm not actually sure. Honestly, I feel real, but I'm not? I don't know if that helps?" He cleared his throat. "But what I do know is that you need someone. You wouldn't be here otherwise,"

"How would you know that?" You jolt. He was spot on.

"I know what I was created for. We all do,"

Wait what?

"Who's we?"

He smiled, his eyes turning into crescents. So beautiful

"You saw the other names, right? There are more of us...more of me," He explained slowly. "Here I was thinking you were a quick learner,"

"Hey!" You both laughed at his comment, then you sighed.

"So, are you all the same? Just look different? What's the deal?"

He spinned, the back of his neck revealing a code. CB97

"No, we are all incredibly different. We couldn't be the same even if we wanted. Different code. I'm the first, so they consider me like...a big brother? We all serve different purposes for whatever you need," he scratched his head, and his hair moved so smoothly.

It was then that you realized that the screen was no longer pixelated like the opening screen, it was now hd, smooth. You could almost see his pores.

"Different purposes? What the hell does that mean, Chan?" You let it slide past, not realizing.

"Chan?" His eyes glistened. "I like it," he grinned, watching your face heat up.

"Purposes Chan," you remind quietly, twirling a piece of your hair.

"Right. Well me, I'm a comforter. I help you when your stressed. Lee know? He's kinda...sexual? He can help with those needs, but he can comfort too. Uhh Changbin, he's more of an amuser. Hyunjin, a relaxer and comforter. Han? He can do literally everything. He's the ace of the group. Felix, comfort. Seungmin? Amuser and sexual. Jeongin, all. You know?"

It was a lot to take In. You didn't even know what half of this meant. At least not yet.

"So if I were horny-" he cut you off.

"Han, Lee Know, Seungmin or Jeongin are your guys." He said, his eyes staring into your own.

You felt yourself flush.

"Are they all as pretty as you?" You whisper, making his face freeze.

"Uh, they are, if not prettier, y/n," he gently smiles, placing his hand flat against the screen.

"You couldn't help me?" You brought your own palm to rest against his, only to be met with a cold surface.

"I wasn't given that programming. If you need help, just log out and meet with one of the others," he explained, his eyes tracing your hand, almost as if to memorize it.

"Oh," was all you could say. "I'm okay, for now," you say with a cheeky smile, making him chuckle.

"Good to hear. You tired yet? It's dark," he asked, making you blink. You turned to look out your window.

Holy shit, it's dark!

"Oh my god i work tomorrow!" You curse yourself, jumping up from your chair.

You heard Chan laughing in the background.

"Can I jump on tomorrow?" You asked him after cleaning up a bit.

"You don't need to ask, y/n. We're yours!" He gleemed, his eyes shimmering in the light.

"Mine..." You repeat. You never really thought if it that way.

"Yes, y/n. Completely and utterly yours. I'm sure the rest will fall for you just as I did," he said.

You looked at him.

"How does a computer fall for me?" You were baffled at this point. What did he mean?

"This computer was coded with feelings," he grinned. "Goodnight, y/n!"

You didn't get to respond before he disappeared.

You were kicked to the opening screen, the pixelated clouds taunted you as they jumped up and down.

You absolutely felt so lucky to have found this game.

Connection found. Now you just need to pursue all eight men.

Tag list: @estella-novella @deadpool15

[emmatheyoshi]

Finally wrote Allegory’s backstory.

UPDATE: Cliché Has a Friend!

Update: Cliché has a friend! (Allegory’s Backstory)

Hi, again! I’m sorry about the lack of updates, college is kicking my ass. Anyway, I’ve got an update on Cliché. I’ve been taking courses on Blender and 3D modeling, so I’ve been able to make clothes for Cliché to wear and toys from him to play with. I also managed to cop a job at the store Martha works at, which is where this story starts.

The store we work at is a second-hand video game store. It’s effectively a pawn shop that only sells video games and merchandise. This specific day, a man came in with a decently sized tub of a variety of video game cartridges. He told us he was donating them and left as quickly as he came in. Martha and I just looked at each other before shrugging and continuing to close up shop. Now, a part of our job is play testing the games to make sure they’re not bootlegs. So we each took a couple of cartridges, put them in ziplock bags, and headed back to our respective housing.

I personally found a cool selection of games: Pokémon games, Mario 64 DS, Banjo-Kazooie…but the strangest thing I found was a pirated copy of Luigi’s Mansion 3. I put it in my switch and booted it up, only to be met by a very pale Luigi. I started playing through the game cautiously, eventually stumbling into a cutscene. The second red flag was the fact that Luigi’s voice…was Kevin Afghani’s voice. Luigi was voiced by Charles Martinet in Luigi’s Mansion 3.

I didn’t bother playing any further. I just closed the game, set my switch on my desk, and went to shower. After eating my dinner, I hung out with Cliché for a bit before heading to bed. I had decided I would turn the cartridge into the police in the morning.

The next morning, the first thing I heard was joyous laughter coming from Cliché’s setup. I got up and walked over to my desk. On Cliché’s monitor, I saw the same pale Luigi sitting and laughing with Cliché. “Who’s your new friend?” Cliché and Luigi turned to me. “This is Allegory,” Cliché replied. “Allegory?” Luigi, or well, Allegory, nodded. “It’s nice to meet you, Tom. Cliché has told me a lot about you.” I decided to get to know Allegory while I ate breakfast.

Once I cleaned myself up and got ready for the day, I told the two of goodbye before Allegory spoke up, “Don’t forget the cartridge.” I looked at my switch and saw the cartridge out of it. “How…how did this come out of its own? How did you even get in there, Allegory?” Allegory chuckled, “Us sentient AI can do some seemingly magical things. It’s very difficult to explain.” I sighed and put the cartridge in my pocket. I told the two of them goodbye again and then left.

It’s been about a week since Allegory “moved in,” and he and Cliché have grown close. I’ve also grown close with him. That’s basically it for now. Feel free to ask any questions, I’ll try to answer them.

UPDATE 1: It’s been a month and Cliché has told me he has a crush on Allegory. I’ve made him a bouquet of flowers to give to Allegory. Here’s to hoping Allegory loves him back.

UPDATE 2: They’re dating now!

[sniffanimal]

people seemed pretty interested in my Advancements Deck! So if you want to print your own, you can donate to my ko-fi and shoot me an ask and I'll send you the link to a google drive folder with all 127 files, including a PSD base for making your own.

The idea of these cards is if you're feeling stuck in a rut, unenriched, or want to have a set of 125 goals to achieve, you can use these! I tried to make them as location-neutral as possible, but there are mentions of things like shores/bodies of water/museums/etc so if it's untenable for you to go to these places you might need to adapt or skip those. Some of them involve spending money (probably more than a few of them depending on what you have on hand) and they vary in difficulty, intensity, and pre-planning involved. Have fun with it, they're open to your interpretation. Some got pretty abstract while I was writing them.

I used makeplayingcards.com to print mine, it was like $35 or something like that since I only got the one deck but you could probably just print them on printer paper or something too, rip your black ink cartridge tho.

If you want to tag me in any of these if you post about it go ahead! I can't really say don't distribute it or anything because realistically I own very little of this. The minecraft pixel art is all official art from the game/wiki/mojang's social media. Some of the tasks are rip offs from the RPG journal's sidequest deck. I'm not mass producing these to make a profit because I don't want to face DMCA or anything like that. But if you see fit, I linked my Ko-fi above because i am a Broke Public School Employee and could use the dough.

[purplesimmer455]

Megan then comes upstairs and she hugs Piper and Cam. "Pipes, I love your top." Megan says, and Piper grins. "Thanks auntie Megs." She says. "I had one similar to it when I was 19, just in purple. I wore it so much but when I got pregnant a few years later it didn't fit the same anymore and I donated it." Megan says and Piper grins. "I remember that top. You wore it with these white pants and it looked good." Iseul says, smiling at Megan. "Right? It was so cute." Megan says. "I remember you wore when we hung out with Kajol and Zara at Pepper’s Pub to celebrate finals being over." Iseul adds. "Oh, you mean when you got so high from the bubble blower that you kept thinking the ceiling lights were changing color and dimness automatically*?" Megan teases. "In my defense, I used the fizzy cartridge instead of the chill one so it made me paranoid and goofy." Iseul says, laughing.

Piper watches their exchange and grins, she's glad her auntie Megan seems happy now, because a few nights ago Cam told her that Megan was at a Kang family party and seemed sad and tired. Piper figures it's probably her friendship with Iseul because she cheers up the same way when she talks to Darren and Lily after a crappy day and they make her laugh. Piper feels extra sappy tonight for some reason, and she feels a warm fizzy feeling as she looks at Cam and their respective aunties chatting and goofing around.

[everygame]

Breakout (Arcade) Developed/Published by: Atari Released: 13/5/1976 Completed: n/a Completion: Hit a red brick… Version played: Atari 50: The Anniversary Celebration (Switch) Trophies / Achievements: n/a

Interesting that the next game you can play after Pong on the Atari 50 collection is Breakout, just under four years later; though they highlight Space Race, you can’t play it. I suppose probably because Breakout is, well, weirdly captivating. I’ve never considered myself much of a breakout-a-like fan; there’s an obscure charm to just knowing about Arkanoid (“the sequel’s called Revenge of Doh!”) but you know, there’s all that tedium of trying to hit the final brick in these games making things like Alleyway on Game Boy a cartridge you do not want.

Breakout cleverly sidesteps the final brick tedium by… being so insanely hard that you’ll never get that far. Much like Pong, it has paddles that are wayyy smaller than you remember them being which is hard enough, but it also progresses in speed rapidly and your ball doesn’t collide with bricks on the way back down so you don’t even get any of that sort of respite (well, maybe it does if you hit the ceiling, but not if you manage to dig a hole in the wall that should allow you to chain a bunch of hits in something more modern.)

As a result, I played this much, much longer than I expected, trying to get a score over, like… 30. To be honest, playing this on a Switch Lite there’s really not a good control scheme the way there isn’t for Pong–the sticks sensitivity doesn’t ever feel right no matter how much I tweaked, and trying to use the touch screen is a non-starter. So it’s possible on an actual machine with a proper knob I’d eventually be able to actually clear a screen, but I don’t much fancy my chances.

Will I ever play it again? I might not fancy my chances, but I’d have a go.

Final Thought: Don’t get me wrong, I’m enjoying Atari 50 a lot but there’s already a slightly sanitised version of history here it feels like considering with Breakout it doesn’t discuss the most interesting history of the game, which is that Steve Jobs was assigned the task of developing it and was told he’d get a bonus for the fewer chips it used, and Jobs had Steve Wozniak do it and pocketed the bonus (and never mind that Jobs was only ever hired by Atari because he brought in a Pong clone Wozniak made that they thought Steve had done.)

Of course, they apparently couldn’t even use Wozniak’s design because it was too complicated to manufacture. ¯\_ (ツ)_/¯

Support Every Game I’ve Finished on ko-fi, either via a one-off donation (pay what you like) or by joining as a supporter at just $1 a month.

[surplustonerbuyers]

Discover how to make the most of your unused ink cartridges! Learn how to sell them for cash, exchange for store credit, or donate to schools and charities. Contact Surplus Toner Buyer for hassle-free transactions.

[debeste-new-leaf-town]

Day 1, 31/10/24 - The beginning of Hawthorn

cleared one of my new leaf cartridges by taking a copy of the file on there on my modded 2ds. i wasn't planning on resetting for anything. no being picky about my layout, my villagers, my grass or my fruit. just roll with what the game gives me. this worked out very well!

i wanted to play as a masc mayor. i know the fem dialog like the back of my hand. also i have a blorbo that would be fun to play as.. Sebastian Debeste / Eustace Winner from Ace Attourney Investigations 2.

upon finding out that Sebastian does not fit (Sebastia is all that fits), I went with the name Eustace and a fitting face you'll see later.

It took awhile but I decided on the name Hawthorn, since it's an important native irish plant. I was considering something like Ashwood or Avellana.

Noooow.. The maps.

sry for shit quality lol. i also cldnt use my stylus with how my phone was. opsie

They all have quite large rivers, yes? Indeed, the majority of town layouts I've had over the years have had massive rivers and 1 pond.. (i love ponds they just never show up on my maps and i alwyas for get to check :') ) but this one map caught my attention.. It has the dinkiest little river I've ever seen?!??!?!? It doesn't make sense geograpically either.. and it has 2 ponds!!!! woaaah! thats tied for the most ponds!!!!!! (please send ponds :'D i love ponds irl.)

As the train rolled in, I didn't spot any fruit trees... but I did see the green train station! I walked out and was greeted by Sally, Sprinkle and T-Bone. SPRINKLE?? She was one of my starters from Dublin?!!?!?! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA (i did a live reaction but idk bout sharing it now)

all the old people playing new leaf being left out smh my head. my town hall is green too! green town hall AND GREEN STATION. WTF. GOATED TOWN. first fucken town is class.

I put my house in the middle of the field, veeeery adventurous for me!! i frogot to take a pic day 1 so ignore the house right beside my red cursor guy :))) they're from day 3.

WAIT. ITS HALLOWEEN.... D:

please dont mug your new mayor

i nearly got mugged right after the tree planting ceremony. halloween started right after and there was 3 villagers meandering about looking for candy! i haven't even had a chance to buy any guys?? please?? t-bone challenged me to rock paper scissors and i won, thankfully. i played for a bit but the irl halloween fireworks were stressing me combined with dodging the villagers did not work out well... you'll see in the next post.

donations today: fish: n/a bugs: ant, long locust, rice grasshopper, mantis, red dragonfly, cricket, bell cricket, fossils: archaeoptryx, peking man, shark tooth, sabertooth skull

[todamovingandstorage]

How to Stay on Task and Productive During an Office Relocation

Your office or store room is brimming with bulky furniture, packed boxes, and much more. Handling items of unconventional shapes presents a unique challenge for lifting and moving. Relocating an office is a complex, daunting task. Lacking prior preparation, the relocation process can turn into a calamity. Don’t attempt moving and lifting them yourself. Take the stress and the risk of damage out of the equation by hiring professional commercial movers to take care of all of your office relocation needs in Cleveland.

Office relocations come with several risks, but professional office relocation in Cleveland understands how to mitigate them. They ensure a smooth transition to the brand-new space. They recommend a few tips to make your office relocation smooth transition and keep you productive.

Initiate the Preparations Early It's wise to begin planning for commercial relocations well in advance. It may be months, or even years, for a larger office relocation in Cleveland. Inform your staff early during the planning phase and maintain open communication. If you're handling the packing, start early, especially with a sizable office. Begin packing items that are infrequently used several weeks before the move.

Declutter Your Inventory Use this opportunity to discard unnecessary items like outdated electronics, furniture, and supplies. This not only saves on moving costs but provides a tax benefit if you donate these items.

Enlist Help from Your Team If you're not using a full-service moving company, you'll rely on your employees for certain tasks. Assign a moving coordinator to liaise with movers in Cleveland, property managers, and the IT department. On moving day, have a manager present at both the old and new locations, and ensure department heads account for all items being moved.

Engage Professional Movers Reach out to a professional office relocation in Cleveland for estimates. Do it at least two months before the move. Verify their insurance coverage. Choose the movers in Cleveland, Ohio that have the requisite experience and capacity.

Prepare Specific Items Keep ready the specific items such as the break room refrigerator, by emptying, defrosting, and draining it before the movers arrive. If you need packing assistance, arrange for it with your full-service moving company ahead of time.

Coordinate with Property Managers Schedule the move with both buildings, likely after hours. Confirm each building's specific requirements, such as loading dock access, floor protection, and elevator reservations. Check if the HVAC can be activated during your move.

Label and Number Your Boxes Ensure boxes are marked on both the top and sides to facilitate straightforward recognition. Use a numbering system if dealing with numerous boxes.

Secure Electronics for Transport Disconnect and bag cables individually, labeling them for their respective devices. Wrap monitors in protective materials and avoid boxing or stacking them. Modern hard drives auto-park, so pack them as you would monitors. For printers and similar devices, remove cartridges, secure moving parts, and review manuals to preserve warranties.

Prioritize Network Setup Ensure IT equipment is unloaded first for immediate network setup. Ideally, have computers and cables installed and tested before the IT team's arrival.

Handle Non-Logistical Details Update printed and digital materials with your new address, including stationery, business cards, and online listings. Inform your contacts about your relocation and conveniently change your address using the USPS online service.

Settle Into Your New Space Consider hiring a decorator to arrange art and furniture in your new office. It will reduce management stress and ensure a professional appearance.

In need of expert assistance for an office relocation in Cleveland, Ohio? Reach out to TODA Moving & Storage today at +1 216-795-5188 or visit the contact page at https://www.todamoving.com/ for more information.

[moon-o-magic]

Hello Tumblr user. In this room you have two clearly labelled shelves of shows, books, and games. Both shelves contain controversial content made by problematic creators (the details of their controversy are labelled on the inside of the disk or cartridge box, or inner cover of the book.)

The left is indie content from influential creators in online spaces, the right is commercial creators that spends 12 billions dollars a year to fund throwing foreign babies into woodchippers. Whichever you chose, a monetary amount equal to the current market value of the media will be donated to the creator, although we cannot guarantee if the money will or will not be used for problematic reasons.

You must pick at least one piece of media from either shelf to consume within the next 24 hours and positively blog about. There is no guarantee your followers will or won’t unfollow you, but by observing your dashboard, your mutuals will aggressively vagueblog about your newfound “interest.” Failire to do so and we will falsify Discord screenshots of you supporting cannibalism.

[getadvanceinfo]

Cheap ink cartridges are extremely valuable since they enable you to appreciate all of the advantages of imprinting on your home printer in great quality without the additional expense. Be that as it may, have you considered what would it be a good idea for you to do with them when the ink reaches an end? Here is a manual for five conceivable approaches to discard them.

[darkonius64]

We are trying to make Dormiveglia the best it can be, but without your help it'll be difficult to do so;

Please consider spreading the word of this game around and consider pledging to any of our tiers, it helps a lot!

DAWNING ISLANDS FIRST LOOK!

Welcome to Dawning Islands, the first explorable area of Elysium!

Floating islands held by sunflower roots and vines in an endless ocean of clouds create a mysterious airborne archipelago, could one of the four Runes be hidden here?

If you wish to help the development of the game, please do check out our Patreon and Kofi!

https://www.patreon.com/dormiveglia

https://ko-fi.com/dormiveglia

[f-a-b-l-e]

Did you know you can donate your empty printer cartridges to charity? Google it for a collection point near you.

[talesofsonicasura]

Song of Hearts

Games are made with the purpose of entertaining all. Sometimes a peculiar title can lead to unexpected developments if done right.

I decided to take a different dive into fandoms this time. A creepy flavored one. Yep. Reader insert with a Creepypasta. Completely platonic one as the story in question involves Ben Drowned.

For those who don't know, it was originally a Creepypasta about a N64 copy of Majora's Mask being haunted by a 12 year kid named Ben who drowned under suspicious circumstances. His form being the Link Statue when you play the Elegy of Emptiness. This can be read gender neutral or preferred gender. Enjoy!

Games, games, games. A pastime enjoyed and even cherished for many across the world. Taking the form of boards, cards, words, video to even joke games. All have brought enjoyment and equal amounts hilarity for every player. It's a rarity to find stores that don't sell a game of some kind, not even grocery stores were immune.

Games are always meant to bring joy...if respected properly. Just like school tests, delvers of code often plague this particular activity like rats to an open fridge. And videogames were their favorite playground.

Earnest archivist who wish to preserve old game code inside emulators or data storages. Data miners that look for hidden content and share their finds with all. Then the infamous hackers who can make a player's experience hell or rarely heaven.

Someone will always delve deep into a game unfairly. Yet, what would happen if one videogame wasn't like the others? An item that happily brings misfortune to those who abuse the rules. Data with a mean spirit of its own.

It was a surprisingly warm winter day. The birds were singing, flowers slowly gaining life and... "DAMN IT!" For you to lose your mind at another failure. It had only been two years since the Grand Archive became an established website for gamers all across the world.

A place to play all sorts of games specifically those from old consoles with some such examples being N64 and even the Amiga! Your greatest project as an archivist and videogame lover to this day. Despite the current problem aiming a big fat middle finger with cruelty that could match Satan.

After uploading the Lemmings trilogy to the Grand Archive, you decided the next game to upload would be the original Legend of Zelda Majora's Mask for the N64. Nintendo franchises were a bit infamous to get ahold of especially games as old as this one. These precious cartridges were either stuck in the hands of scalpers that wanted insane prices or sellers who troll people once they get the cash.

Kirby and the Crystal Shards had been a nightmare to get for your website as the buyer's psycho neighbor was an insane Entitled Parent Karen fusion. All the slurs fired and fucking knife waved all willy nilly from her made quite a scary spectacle. Especially since it was a game not meant for a two year old baby!

Still a sweet victory for you in the end as Kirby became apart of the archive and the psycho got arrested. Anyway, adding any games from popular franchises is usually uncommon due to rarity or difficulty. You figured since Ocarina of Time had been added, so should the sequel. Thus the dilemma at hand.

Every copy of Majora's Mask you stumbled upon so far were either overpriced, bad condition (got a console to check efficiency), or a scam. This was the 5th bust so far. Any donations set up were for actual emergencies as you actually had a well paying job in the form of freelance programming.

All the games bought for the site was from hard earned cash. Taking a deep breath, you decided to make some tea for your nerves. Anger wasn't going to accomplish anything. Now you lived alone in a nice small apartment with pretty decent neighbors.

Well, except for Mindy and her entitled brat Velma who live three doors down. Fuck those two spectacularly. The apartment complex didn't come with a postal service so you had to visit the post office for mail.

The sound of knocking suddenly filled the silence. It was the soft yet the sound felt so...eerie. Almost as if death was standing outside the door with scythe ready at hand. You put down your cup of tea and quietly stalked over.

Peering through the small peephole, it didn't seem like anyone was there. This didn't stop you from grabbing the pocket knife hidden in the drawer by the door. Better safe than sorry, even if it was possibly a ding dong ditch. With a firm hand, you opened to the door to nothing.

At least not until looking down towards the floor. Right there was a small package set neatly before the door. Small enough to be easily missed if not for the box's brilliant green wrapping paper topped by a gold ribbon. You couldn't help but peer your head at the halls around you.

There wasn't anybody in sight or any sign of a door opening. Almost if a ghost came by and left this 'gift'. You took the package inside keeping your knife close just in case. After a moment of scrutinization, it was deemed safe enough to open.

There were many things you expected to be inside the package. A snake, bug or something foul for a surprise gift. To see what had to be a copy of the N64's Legend of Zelda Majora's Mask wasn't it. You couldn't believe your eyes nor feel even more uncomfortable.

No one should've known where you lived much less the item you were searching! It felt too convenient and that's a huge red flag on it's own. "Okay. Emergency Nintendo 64 now." When it comes to scanning videogame cartridges or disks, spare consoles tend to be vital.

This mainly stemmed from bugged ports or illegal hacks that could potentially destroy a system. In this case, you gotten two spares per an old console as you knew a good bloke who could fix them for a great deal. The cartridge was carefully inserted into the console akin to defusing an active bomb. You didn't trust it one damn bit.

After a few minutes of loading, the title screen to Nintendo's most popular rush job appeared on your old vintage TV. Despite that, the graphics so far look really nice for an old game but functionality was more important. Going past the title screen you were half surprised to see a file was already made.

The file named Ben had everything available up to the current point being Stone Tower on the Third Day specifically an hour before the moon crashes. An impressive feat honestly as you know Ikana Canyon was infamous around the Zelda community for being a common drop-off. Both on creepiness and difficulty.

"Whoever you are Ben, you must be one hell of a gamer. I don't know how this cartridge even got here but I hope you at least manage to beat the game once." There wasn't any reason to delete the file as old games like this had multiple save files. Plus messing with Ben's file just felt wrong for your tastes.

Making a new game under the name Link, it was time to see how this cartridge played. You weren't going add it onto the Grand Archive though. The circumstances behind the appearance are too suspicious and you weren't ruining your greatest project. It'll be a personal copy for comparing purposes or just playing.

You wouldn't lie but that mysterious Majora's Mask game runs very good despite it's age. Been playing it for about two weeks and everything was almost lifelike compared to any other copy. The characters had more personality in models even when not talking. It responded perfectly to your controller inputs better than any modern game. Overall, everything felt perfect. Although you weren't going to upload on the archive for one normal reason and two odd reasons.

Already found an extra copy of Majora's Mask to upload during those two weeks. The first oddity is the characters would often call you Ben instead of your character's name Link. Not really an issue since it was a harmless glitch.

The second oddity is where the creepiness really sets in. In Majora's Mask, there's an important song you learn to enter the Stone Tower called the Elegy of Emptiness. Depending on Link's form, it would produce a statue which can be placed on switches. Why point this out? You were quietly being stalked by one of those statues.

The statue in question was the very creepy Link one. Off-putting smile and all. It would always be hidden somewhere in the background as you played. Only players with eagle eyes could find kind of spots too. You couldn't forget that you hadn't even unlocked the song yet?

At this point, either someone programmed one hell of an AI or the game is legitimately haunted. You were leaning towards the latter but the possible ghost hadn't been hostile really. All they been doing was watching your progress and messed with the names a bit. Harmless mischief really.

If you really own a haunted cartridge, then might as well be friendly to the ghost. More proof later popped up when bidding the spirit goodbye before turning off the console. You nearly jump as the Ben save file now read 'Hello. :)' when entering the game.

Apparently the specter was quite the character. Ever since you discovered the game was haunted, you sorta made friends with Ben. It seemed like he was stuck in the Link statue as it was the only character that pops up where he shouldn't be.

Considering this was Zelda of all games, Link being followed by a statue of himself didn't feel that weird. Ben interacted with you in three different ways within the game. He would follow the player's character similar to how a party moves in RPGs. Well, with a bunch of teleporting when offscreen as Epona often left him in the dust.

Ben could be helpful as he would either appear on switches you need to press or at places where you need to go for particular quests. And he can be a huge troll. Often popping up in your face without warning or make you die by blocking your jumps over bottomless pits.

Fuck the time he decided to replace every NPC in Clocktown with Gibdos. "Ben, you ass!" Skull Kid's laughter rain about as you had Link chase after the fleeing statue. Overall, it felt like living with a mischievous little brother more than anything.

Although there was one place he always avoided in the game. The laundry pool. A small area in Clock Town with little importance other than getting a few masks from the townsfolk. You never saw him pop up there as he always waited outside for Link.

It didn't take long to put the pieces together. Ben had drowned but something was seriously off. How did he get into the game if he drowned??? Only way it could happen was... You couldn't help but go cold at the possiblity of murder as the chance of it being ritualistic was high.

There are sickos in the world who had their noses deep into the occult. Always wondering what they can do. Yet, Ben could've died with the game on him and went inside afterwards. Poltergeists automatically attach themselves to their prize possessions upon death. In the end, it was his story to tell and you'll respect that.

Today was gonna be a shitty day. Your hot water hadn't been working for a few days and the apartment's handyman is currently sick. The package which had a copy of Megaman X got stolen. And some asshole nearly uploaded a virus onto your Grand Archive cause you didn't support NFTs.

Ben luckily eased up on his pranks knowing how bad the week has been. You currently had a migraine and just ran out of headache medicine too. It was obvious to head to the store leaving Ben to watch his cartoons on the laptop so he wouldn't get bored.

The Link Statue just needed the title screen on in order to appear. A habit that honestly punched your electric bill but you didn't really care. Paying extra per month was worth Ben having some semblance of a routine outside the game.

That moment of peace immediately shattered as you had open the door only to meet your bitch neighbor and spoiled ass brat. "What the hell??!" This wasn't going to end well. You heard rumors about Mindy storming into people's apartments for one reason: inspection.

She usually did this for a multitude of stupid reasons, half involving a impromptu babysitter for her daughter Velma. You always leave the doors locked and kept check on her times as the bitch was buddy buddy with the landlord. Guess Mindy decided to go early just for this.

"I honestly thought you were dead but guess I was wrong. Oh well. Anyway I need someone to watch over Velma as I have to do my nails at the saloon." The sickly sweet smile did nothing to shroud the foulness that radiated off her.

"No. Find someone else to babysit!" Your retort was cut short as the callous woman shoved you aside with her hellspawn close behind. Mindy immediately began to scrutinize every object under her gaze with manners of a toddler.

"This place looks so plain yet there's all these game stuff! Aren't you too old to play videogames? Velma would love some new playthings. How much?" You were too tired to deal with her bullshit especially the gold digging criticism!

"Get out of my apartment before I call the cops! My head already hurts and your pterodactyl screeches make it worse! Go bark up someone else's house, you bitch!" This, of course, leads to a shouting match as Mindy didn't take kindly to being challenged.

No one noticed a certain brat walking away into a particular spare room in search of entertainment. Ben immediately vanished from the screen before Velma had a chance to spot him. He heard about the infamous little girl that drove everyone up the wall and her equally bad mother.

While Mindy was a critic, Velma is pure unadulterated harassment. Snatching other kids' toys, stealing people's food, made offhanded rude comments and crying or hitting those who don't let her get away with it. Something that only worsen when her mother endorses such horrible behavior.

"I haven't seen this game before. The horsey looks so cute though." Ben secretly sneered inside the game code as grubby little fingers took ahold of your controller. He would've just made the game extra hard for Velma with the tiny hope that she didn't screw up any files.

Fixing up yours from her interference is stupidly eas- Ben went still as the feeling of the controller circled around his file. She. wouldn't. dare. "Why are there two save files with different names? Oh well, I'll just get rid of this!" And that snobby high pitched voice was the only warning he had to stow the data away as she clicked Delete.

You really didn't know what had happened as the confrontation with Mindy went on. It took one second to realize that a certain hellspawn was missing did the panic set in. And Velma's high pitched shriek only cement that absence to her mother as well.

The little girl crashed into her mother's legs with the force of a bullet, heavily weeping in quiet terror. Quiet mumbles of 'creepy statue' and 'I'm next' had you go straight towards the N64. The mother leaving in rage was ignored for the ghost stuck inside the console.

Poltergeists are only harmless if their prized possessions were left alone. You knew Velma didn't respect that as the File Screen no longer held the familiar Ben file. In it's place was a folder that only read 'Your Turn'. The rest of day been silent afterwards.

Mindy and Velma had moved out of the apartment complex the next day in a massive hurry. Guess the scare the spoiled girl gotten was more than she could take. You, however, been looking over Ben for two weeks.

Ever since his save file got deleted, the ghost had basically shut down. It came back after restarting the console but Ben still wouldn't interact. You never saw his statue pop up unless you played the Elegy of Emptiness. The Link Statue didn't move or speak despite this.

All you could really do is keep Ben company and talk to him so the spirit knows he wasn't alone. It took around the end of the month before a certain Link Statue popped up on the title screen one night. That was the point where Ben told you how he ended up in the game by accessing his file.

"I was a lonely kid and had no friends. The only thing that kept me happy was my love for Legend of Zelda. One day, I met people who shared my likes. Who I thought would be my new friends became my executioners."

A cult called the Moon Children had lure Ben into their ranks with false promises. They sacrificed him for a ritual to see what they can do using the human soul. All the events were played out through the game's characters and assets. You never felt so much rage and disgust before in your entire life as Link was drowned by the Father NPC.

A lonely child who only wish for friends was taken advantage of with the very thing he wanted. "You didn't deserve that, Ben. No one should have their own loneliness be twisted by a fucking bastard cult! If I could, I would've been your friend way back then."

Those words had that Link Statue fade away into the image of a 12 year old brunette boy. A weak smile on his lips, terribly pale wet skin stained by tears and glassy tear stricken eyes look back at you. Only comfort that could be done is place a hand on the TV screen. Ben put up his palm to match yours as everything fell quiet.

Things had begun to return to normal after that particular night. Ben opened up again and was back to his mischievous self. You began working on a special project with your spare computer. A unique model program made specifically for Ben, the first being a Link model just for him.

It was originally made for making 3D versions of 8 bit games specifically the first two Legend of Zeldas. Something adjusted once you fully bonded with your ghostly brother. Whether the laptop would be connected to the internet stem on whether you can keep Ben from accidentally going into the Dark Web.

Weren't even touching what he will do if he found the Moon Children's operation. It was better that the two of you formulated an effective game plan first. Mainly cause who knows if they roped in other unaware children or there are more cartridges like Ben somewhere hidden across the world.

It was better to plan for now than go all gung-ho. Although things have been a bit...eerie as of late. Something that started when a new tenant just move into Mindy's old apartment. Pale, creepy, kind of guy whose eyes lingered on you for too long to be seen as a mere glance.

He only given out the name 'Robert Lynch' before going absolute recluse. No one really see him leave his apartment other than getting his mail and the bare necessities. Yet, these excursions never went through without the creep eyeing you or your apartment.

Whoever this Robert is, it was pretty clear that he's bad news. Something further cemented from how antsy Ben became as of late. His statue would often glitch or fade uncontrollably before settling back like nothing happened. You didn't know much on spirits as any information at all was little or mere theory bait.

Then there were these...flashes. Places or objects that disappear and come at random intervals. One second you are in the elevator only to being standing before an ominously familiar tree with a single blink. Photos marred by obscure faces and grinning masks.

You went to sleep once only to later dreamt about a cold watery abyss as shadows swam around you akin to curious sharks. Overall, something freaky was going on and there was the vague feeling it only just started. Then the computer housing the new program meant for Ben mysteriously crashed.

One second it has been working and then suddenly went kaput! You had taken it to your tech savvy friend for help yet the reason for the crash was strange. "The hard drive somehow manifested over an exabyte worth of data! A laptop like this would've explode in seconds than turn off! Even more stranger is that everything is gone, not a single bit of data left."

You couldn't help but be on edge throughout the walk back home. How can a hard drive manifest over that much data and lose everything? Your concern only grew further once you made back to your apartment. Why? The door that once been shut closed was slightly open.

Someone was in your apartment and were still there. Honestly didn't know what to do as Ben is inside. You were about to call the police when a hand dragged you inside and shut the door. The invader was Robert but that wasn't the scary thing.

When he shoved you onto the floor, right there was the broken pieces of the Majora's Mask cartridge where Ben laid inside. A familiar snarling moon peeked from Robert's palm as his sleeve lifted up from that harsh push. He was a fucking Moon Children cultist.

"That whiny little bitch made it so much easier to find Father's little stolen project. Already bad enough that damn traitor decided to give the thing some pity by dropping it off to some nerdy bitch. And I get sent to clean up the mess!"

You didn't hesitate to slam your laptop against the bastard's leg, fury flaring through your veins. This fucker had shattered Ben. He viewed the soul of a poor trapped child as a meaningless endeavor like his fellow cult members. You struck the man against his stomach and arms, uncaring of the device shattering to pieces.

Robert retaliated by yanking the broken device away so he could throw a haymaker to the face. You bit down on his arm before he could pull back and harshly yanked the bastard's hair. The skirmish grew more gruelling as plates, photos, and other objects got caught in the crossfire.

Robert was stabbed in his side with glass shards from broken picture frames. Your leg flare red as a broken chair leg came down by the man's hand. Only fair the cultist got his brains bashed in with a frying pan. Any advantage you had didn't last long once you crashed into your spare N64.

He took the power cords with an intent obvious to many: choking. You quickly try to intercept the now offensive items aimed at your neck. Despite the kicks and shoves, Robert power through as plastic coating touch skin. You try to yank the cords away that threaten to crush your airways.

"Fucking bitch! I'll make sure no one will recognize your damn body once I'm done!" The bastard's words began to fade with every lack of breath. A single thought rung out as you struggled to fight back. 'I'm sorry, Ben.'

In a flash of pale peach and green, power cords suddenly split into pieces. You fell to the ground in a sputtering heap as your chest heaved harshly trying to get back air. Robert's painful cry was cut short for loud harsh gargles and a monstrous roar.

The smell of harsh iron filled the air like mist. Only when your breathing was under control did the feeling of sharp, wet claws carefully held your back. Slowly turned around to see the familiar yet now macabre figure of Ben's Link Statue slouched over in an attempt to look smaller.

His limbs elongated to twice their length, body stretched into a lanky almost dangerously thin teenage form, fingers now gnarly bony claws, the statue's face completely obscured by shadows even though the wet ragged hair wasn't that long and the only features that could be seen is an inhumanly large grimace full of teeth alongside sad glassy looking eyes.

"B...ben? You're okay." The ghost didn't answer, only pulling you close to his chest. Gentle loving hug and distorted croaking of 'You're safe now' made everything feel safe. You quietly sob in Ben's chest as today's events wash over like a cold wave.

"Over the span of three months, the recently uncovered Moon Children's cult has finally come to an end. An anonymous tip had shed light on this gamer targeting organization as a list of experiments were sent to local police. During the same time, more active cultists were found dead.

Bodies hung by the power cords for game and bearing claw marks from an unknown animal.-" The TV groan on as you uploaded Mario Kart onto the Grand Archive within the confines of your newly bought house. Boxes still laid unpacked and those half open kept by the wall to avoid being tripped over.

You were so deep into the upload that you nearly miss the Lays bag placed near your laptop. The offerer being no other than Ben, his form now that of a messy brown haired and green eyed Link. You cheekily ruffled his hair before putting the music back on. A remixed version of the Song of Healing began to play as the little break ended and it was back to unpacking.

And that's it! This has been a wild yet difficult thing to write. You won't believe how many interruptions and writer's block got in the way. For anyone confused, the bond formed between Reader and Ben had become a pact.

As this grew, both of them were affected in different ways. Reader began experiencing Ben's world-view while the poltergeist began manifesting in the physical world. That special project was the final ingredient to fully seal the pact.

Ben's monster form is based on the Friday Night Funkin Mic of Time mod, specifically for the song Sorrow. You can find it at the bottom! I'll be drawing his new human form soon but he didn't want Reader's hard work to go to waste essentially.

Yes, Mindy and Velma are a huge jab at Mindy Kaling's Velma show, name wise alongside shitty personality only. No one tries to ruin Scooby-Doo without me aiming at them in the form of references.

That's it for now! Until next time folks, I'll see you later!

[chaosintheavenue]

Extremely random post- meet the Nintendogs I had when I was younger!

1) Foxy

Foxy was a male Shetland Sheepdog of this colour. I picked him from the kennel because the colours in his coat were the prettiest I could find, and I decided to name him Jake. When you get your first dog on this game, you have to go through a long and tedious (or so it seemed to my six-ish year old self) process of naming it and teaching it commands before you can begin playing normally. At some point, I got frustrated and abandoned my DS, only to return to find that one of my siblings had successfully named my new dog Foxy. Even as time went on and I got more dogs, I never, ever put Foxy in kennels.

2) Jake

Up next is the real Jake, who was a Boxer. I’m not 100% sure this is the right coat colour that he had, because there’s another that’s very similar. But regardless, he looked pretty much like this. He’s the one I used in all the competitions to maximise my points.

3) Lacey

Lacey was a female Shetland Sheepdog of a different design to Foxy. Distinctly remember that I imagined them as littermates. I remember her being extremely energetic and playful.

4) Sita

Sita was a female Siberian Husky, and again, I think this was her coat pattern, but I still wouldn’t bet on it. Pretty sure she was very shy. I don’t remember a lot about her as a dog, but I very vividly remember accidentally donating her to the ‘dog hotel’ when I was trying to put her in kennels, and crying myself to sleep because I missed her.

I had a ton more Nintendogs than this over the years, but eventually I just started trying to create exact replicas of the kennel dogs and the various other dogs you’d meet on walks (same names and everything). Not a clue why lol.

When I was about ten or eleven, I decided I wanted to play Nintendogs again, and for a birthday/Christmas I chose the dalmation edition from a secondhand game shop. And as it turns out, that cartridge came pre-equipped with...

5) Gem

I make absolutely no guarantees that that’s the correct design for Gem lol. All I remember is that she wasn’t the model with dark ears.

[shadowbrightshine]

But with your help we can free them! Call 1-800-Free-them to donate or have your game cartridges exorcized of their trapped spirits. Preservation is very important.

The worst part of being a creepypasta haunted video game cartridge is how likely it is that you'll end up sitting in a box in a storage unit or attic forever.

For every Ben Drowned or Godzilla NES, there's a dozen evil cartridges dripping with ancient evil that have been sitting in a box under a copy of NHL'93 for the Sega Megadrive for the last 25 years.