#edmund dexter

[dreadmanconcepts]

varyingly old designs for the same character

[itspileofgoodthings]

also while we’re here when Fanny is leaving some social event (can’t remember what) and Henry gets her shawl for her and he’s prompt and quick and dexterous and romantic and she’s just like “sigh. wish it was Edmund.”

[i-llo]

The whole beeing soulmates thing

Beetlejuice × Fem O/C

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Chapter 2

Synopsis: Sophie lives a normal and happy life in the 80s, she never worries about things beyond her reality, until weird dreams started to haunt her – flashes of faces and places she didn't recognize, and a strange gothic girl shows up with even more disturbing informations. What she can't figure out is that she's trapped in an endless cycle of death and rebirth, always ate the age of 25, and that her destiny is undeniably connected to Beetlejuice in some way. Centuries before, they should have met, but a cruel tragedy separated them and now the Deetz and the Maitlands, headed by Lydia, are determined to give Beetlejuice a chance of redemption, finding out about Sophie's forgotten past. As they try to reunite these two destined souls, something is trying to prevent this from happening, at all costs. Between ancient secrets, an inexplicable connection and they running out of time, Sophie and Beetlejuice finally have a chance to undo the curse that keeps them separated and trapped in this world.

Notes: Beetlejuice's medias will be mixed up (these works do not belong to me and all rights are reserved), so we'll use a lot of information from the 1988 and 2024 movies, but using the personality of the characters from the Broadway musical. I'm looking for someone to help me with beta reading the English translation.

Act 1, prologue: A Promise in the Shadows

It was a particularly cold night, a deep darkness, as the moon struggled to reveal itself through the thick clouds. The holwing wind made the trees sway, groaning in the gloom. In the open-air cemetery, where the silent witnesses of old times layed, the unease sense was almost palpable, a desolation that seemed to envolve the place with every wind blow.

Sophia, with her heavy dress and silent steps, had just revealed herself in the light of a nearby lamp, leaving a narrow alley, accompanied by a strong and austere man. Sophia's father, Edmund, was influential and feared in the region and was returning home with her after a social event, however, he decided to slightly divert his path for a short round. His concern for his family's property and investments led him to inspect the cemetery, now neglected and disturbingly exposed, three years after the start of the Black Death.

Among the rotting bodies, Beetlejuice moved with disconcerting intensity, searching for anything valuable, as soon as a cart unloaded, he moved to this new location. His carefree and irreverent behavior was evident as he manipulated the corpses with an almost frenzied dexterity. His eyes, darkened like two black spots on his face due to the low light, were an almost savage sight, his actions did't went unnoticed by passersby.

Sophia's father advanced with firm and quick steps, approaching Beetlejuice with an expression of absolute disdain. “Even the lowest scum have learned to respect the dead, what do you think you're doing?” he shouted, his voice resonating with an authority that seemed to fill the cemetery.

The thief, oblivious to the gravity of the situation, slowly turned around, a disdainful smile on his lips. "Me? I like to think that I'm giving a better destination to things that they will certainly no longer use". His voice full of sarcasm, directly challenged the power that Edmund represented.

The tension was palpable. As he continued to make ,threats and try to intimidate Beetlejuice, Sophia, hidden in the shadows, felt a mixture of fear and inexplicable fascination. Despite her father being an imposing figure, the strange young man faced the situation with a confidence that delighted her. Sure, the desecration of the dead made her shudder and the smell was unbearable, but there was something morbidly magnetic about the situation. Beetlejuice showed no signs of submission, instead, he continued to work, completely disregarding the presence of the intruders. Sophia, despite her natural shyness and respect for her father's suffocating presence, couldn't take her eyes off him. The way he challenged the established order was fascinating.

---

In the upcoming weeks, Sophia's life became a silent search. Observing Beetlejuice from distance, through the windows of her residence or during discreet walks, she began to feel a deep curiosity, along with a new kind of anxiety. The way he defied norms and lived freely enchanted her. Every sight of him was a mixture of wonder and desire, a desire to escape the restrictive and controlling life she knew, and he was the representation her feelings, as if all her inappropriate thoughts formed a whole new person. Finally, after the torturous weeks that followed, Sophia decided to act, she could no longer return to the confines of her existense, not after that encounter in the graveyard. She would run away and find Beetlejuice, she intended to confess her feelings and then they could run away, with her dowry's money that she would bring hidden, they could start a new life, just the two of them.

However, what that young woman could never imagine, was that this was also the day of his honeymoon. After meeting and marrying Dolores, an enigmatic and seductive woman, in a matter of days, joining together in a profane celebration, just like them, the moment came for the consummation of the vows. Dolores, however, had planned something dark: poison him to take his soul and ensure her own immortality. Sophia ran hurriedly through the deserted streets, the cold wind hurted her face like small cuts, while the sound of her own footsteps echoed in her nervous mind. Every corner felt like a eternity and every noise from the street seemed amplified in her troubled head, but the confidence in her feelings and her perfectly put together plan drove her forward, with her heart fixed on one person.

When Sophia arrived, she found the most horrific scene, Beetlejuice was dead from poisoning and with an enraged expression due the betrayal. His body was already pale and cold. Rage that resulted in Dolores' brutal death by axe, the woman's body was completely dismembered, causing blood to spread everywhere, soaking all the floor. Sophia then walked over, heartbroken and with eyes full of tears, kneeling beside Beetlejuice and crying over his limp body, the feeling of despair and desolation growing every second, "I love you" she whispered, her voice weak and broken by pain, almost inaudible. “And I promise that I will love you in every other life, we will meet again, and no matter what happens, I will never forget you.” Sophia's lament seemed to echo through the village, the sound of crying and sharp sobs, her promises of love and devotion caught in the darkness of that night.

---

Sophia's father after finding out what had happened, warned by his employees, was furious and decided that the situation needed to be resolved quickly and effectively. To protect the family's honor and avoid any scandal, he arranged a marriage for Sophia with Anthony, a man who was as cruel as rich, known for his brutality and power. Sophia's marriage to Anthony was the realization of her nightmares, he was ruthless and treated her with scorn, isolating and keeping her locked up, away from any possibility of escape and under strong physical violence. Sophia's life alongside Anthony was full of suffering and fear. Anthony, interested only in her wealth, constantly mistreated her. A few months after their wedding, Sophia, now at the age of 25, was brutally murdered by Anthony, who had already completed his goal and no longer needed her. Her life was ended short and filled with abuse, a cruel act that sealed her fate.

After Sophia's death, a heavy air enveloped the room, as if the world was suspended in dark mourning. That seemed to announce the sadness of an unfulfilled promise, in the dim light, the cycle of life and death continued. Time advanced until a baby's cry broke the silence. Her new life began as a child again, eyes opening to a world that was at once so familiar and so new. As the seconds passed fast, memories of her past life began to emerge, like scattered fragments of a distant dream. The love and the promise made to Beetlejuice, the losses and the very curse that now followed her, became clear in her mind. She slowly understood that she was doomed to repeat her story, trapped in an endless cycle of reincarnation, always seeking to find the one to whom she had promised eternal love, and then she heard “Welcome to the world, Olivia”.

[floralsapphics]

Tagged by: @deankarolina thank you B!! *bites you bites you bites you*

Last song: The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald by Gordon Lightfoot

Favorite color: ice blue, lavender or green <3

Currently watching: Dexter with my mom, rewatching early seasons of TWD and the first 3 Pirates of the Caribbean movies with my brother, the YJ rewatch

Currently reading: the next book on my TBR list is Our Wives Under the Sea by Julia Armfield

Relationship status: Single

Sweet/savoury/spicy: sweet

Current obsessions: I’m in a weird obsession slump where nothing is hitting rn so maybe I’ve got to revisit old obsessions again

Last thing I googled: “Does crying a lot make your skin break out?” lol

Tagging: @valuedabovehoardedgold @bukaters @mistyquigleydyke @artofdoubt @ordinaryhorror @memoir-of-stars @wilderflcwers @cheekymcgrath @darlingavasilva @antlerslayer @whodoesnataliehave @isitcasualnow

[soraeia]

As an excuse to show off my doodly sketch of Allisae's prosthetic/mechanical arm, I shall now talk about Edmund's dedication to his craft and how much he cared about his siblings---

Edmund was never brave enough to stand against his father or elder brother, but he tried to make up for it the best he could by pouring himself into what he felt most confident in: his inventions. He made mechanical limbs (with shells made of ceramic-like material formulated by Avs, for that touch of elegance) for this younger sisters (Alli is missing her right arm and leg and Riliane is missing her left leg.)

But he didn't stop at just making regular ball-jointed doll-limbs. Ed worked day and night for weeks to design hands with high dexterity, and legs that could bend and twist like real ones. Each limb ended up being made up of hundreds of pieces to make sure that they moved like the real things, and Ed *personally* put together each one and fine tuned them regularly

*Also I kept looking at the ALITA battle angel live-action arm for reference

[the-ravenclaw-werewolf]

Actually, now that I have thought it over, I think it would be better to add live action TV adaptations to possible candidates for the 40, but for characters from Live Action TV Shows.

I would include...

Jon Snow from Game of Thrones

Shawn Spencer from Psych

Michael Scott or Jim Halpert from The Office

Leslie Knope or Ron Swanson from Parks and Rec

Edmund Blackadder or Baldrick from Blackadder

Neil from The Young Ones

and Gilligan from Gilligan's Island

What live action TV Shows would you pick?

There were so many shows that it was so hard to pick! But I did my best:

The Addams Family (1964): Gomez or Mortica

BBC Sherlock: John Watson (I know there are some who don’t like this version, but I like the idea of John becoming even more badass and getting a leg up on Sherlock).

Good Omens: Aziraphale or Crowley 

Merlin: Merlin of Arthur (I’m just imagining Arthur being surrounded by modern technology and calling it “sorcery!”)

House MD: House

Gilligan's Island: Gilligan

M*A*S*H: Hawkeye or Klinger (Look, the man KILLED IT in those dresses and was committed!)

Star Trek: The Original Series: Kirk or Spock

The Nanny: Fran or Niles

The Golden Girls: Rose or Dorothy or Sophia or Blanche (Listen, for so long I have wanted to see Niles from The Nanny and Sophia go toe to toe in an insult competition, so this is the closest I can get!)

The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air: Will Smith

Knight Rider (1982): Michael Knight or KITT (Can you imagine three of the people waking up in a room only to find a talking car with them as well?)

Dexter: Dexter

Fringe: Olivia or Walter or Peter

Stranger Things: Steve Harrington (The babysitter needs to be prepare) or El

Doctor Who: Tenth Doctor

Supernatural: Sam or Dean or Castiel

The Good Doctor: Shaun Murphy

Breaking Bad: Walter White or Jesse Pinkman

The Handmaid's Tale: June Osborne

Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Buffy

Roswell (1999): Liz Parker or Max Evans

Fleabag: Fleabag

The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel: Miriam Maisel

Orange Is The New Black: Piper Chapman

Psych: Shawn Spencer

The Office: Michael Scott or Jim Halpert

Parks and Rec: Leslie Knope or Ron Swanson

Brooklyn Nine-Nine: Jake Peralta or Ray Holt

MacGyver (1985): Angus MacGyver

NCIS: Leroy Gibbs

Criminal Minds: Spencer Reid

The X-Files: Dana Scully or Fox Mulder

Full House: Jesse Katsopolis or Danny Tanner or Joey Gladstone

Corner Gas: Brent

Downton Abbey: Charles Carson

Monk: Adrien Monk

The Queen's Gambit: Beth Harmon

Columbo: Columbo

Murder, She Wrote: Jessica Beatrice Fletcher

[autisticsupervillain]

The Dark Side of the Moon

A Magnus Archives/Five Nights at Freddy's Crossover

Chapter 1

Maxwell Rayner sighed as he looked himself over in the mirror. He was so very tired of growing old. The more dark and terrible his soul got, the more quickly his bodies seemed to age. The hair seemed to grey much quicker than it did back when he'd first started serving the Night. Back when people still knew him as Edmund Halley. Maybe it was the constant rush of American culture that aged him so poorly these days. It was always exhausting finding new bodies to wear. Suitable hosts for the Darkness were hard to find these days.

He supposed his insistence in taking the bodies of children didn't help. Though they lived longer than the bodies of adults, the Darkness of his soul wore away at them much quicker. Rotting them from the inside out. Perhaps Jonah had a point in only taking the bodies of full grown adults, but Rayner would never admit to taking advice from a slave of the wretched voyeuristic eye.

Turning his thoughts from his rival, Maxwell finally left the men's bathroom and stepped out into the garishly bright main lobby of the Pizzaplex. His pearly white eyes squinted even behind his shades. Maxwell had been thorough enough to wash the blood from his gloves and trenchcoat, and the Darkness in his shadow had been kind enough to leave no body left for the staff to find later. He'd fed the Night well tonight, the two men who'd taken the stalls next to his would never be seen again. It was why Rayner still visited this place, despite his hatred for all color and light it held. Plenty of guests to feed to the Night and a corrupt corporate establishment happy to cover up any disappearances he might cause during his stay. He appreciated how they put his needs as a customer first, but Maxwell didn't want to make the job any harder for them with such things as evidence and bodies.

He should go body shopping while he was here. He'd heard they'd installed a daycare not to far from here. It couldn't hurt to test just how afraid of the Dark its guests were. The body he was wearing would likely fit in well enough. He couldn't remember the name of the man it belonged to originally, but his long grey hair and black, wrinkled face would likely allow him to pass as some child's grandfather or relative if asked. Though, given Fazbear Entertainment's lax approach to safety measures, he doubted he'd need to worry.

~

The Daycare was every bit as defenseless, and as garishly bright, as Rayner had expected. The large doors of the entrance didn't so much as require he flash his guest pass before they let him in. Ne security measures, no locks, no anything. Rayner leaned against the unmanned security desk, humoring the idea that this might be a set up. Certainly, the light was bright enough to potentially destroy him should he ever be caught without his body in here, but so was every wretched room of this establishment it seemed. The blasted chattering of brats did nothing to prevent the growing migraine the place gave him, which turned his attention to what they were babbling at.

A loud, dancing jester animatronic wrestled the younglings down from high places where they might fall. A loud robot with a screeching voice themed after the blasted sun. It seemed perfectly designed to annoy him. A function which it may very well intentionally possess, as it spotted him and enthusiastically waved him over. The jester sun... thing ambled over to him with an inhuman speed and dexterity that would've suprised him had he been human, but instead he just pragmatically made a note of it and glared it down.

"He-lllooooooo, Mr... uh..." The robot paused, clearly trying to place him as some child's parent. Rayner half ignored it and scanned the room for an ideal host. "I'm sorry, there must be some mistake, I don't have you in our parents databank, sir!"

Rayner smiled. "Oh, there is no mistake I assure you. I am here to pick up my children. All of them."

And then the lights flickered off.

Rayner's shadow stepped out from behind him, no longer confined to his shape by the cursed light. The Still and Lightless Beast within it back handed the Daycare Attendant away before it could react, landing in a useless clump of cracked plastic and broken metal. Rayner's pearly whites pierced the darkness as he pondered what to do with the children. He could tell they were screaming, but the Darkness devoured their cries before they could reach his ears. There would be no one coming to save them.

He'd take all of them, Rayner decided. That would give him plenty of potential bodies to choose from and plenty of fear to feed the Night with. The leftovers would make good sacrifices if nothing else. He took a moment to drink in their fear. The fear of children often lacked the age and refined taste that the fear of adults had. It was why he much preferred the terror of their parents, salted by the grief of missing children that would likely never see the light of day again. The fear of children was like water, refreshing if he'd had nothing else that day, but ultimately tasteless. When Rayner pondered how the parents would react to finding their kids absent from the daycare, he could almost taste the resulting grief, despair, and unholy mixture of hope and fear that would inspire a delicious life long terror in their souls. Like a fine wine, nine years in the making. Or however long these brats had been alive.

Rayner locked eyes with one of the children, one of the few who'd resorted to mute, terrified staring rather than screaming and fleeing, and marched forward to grab him... when something grabbed a hold of his arm. Something metal and cold wrapped around just beneath the wrist, gripping tight enough to nearly form a bruise.

"Intruder.... Rulebreaker..." The machine hissed in his ear, before something steel smashed into his ribs. Rayner could feel them crack from the impact as the blow knocked him into the wall. The bruise he could feel forming on his back was another irritating reminder of how old this body had gotten. How tediously mortal each of his hosts were. But that was the least of his concerns right now. Maxwell glared back at the thing that had the gall to strike him, half expecting to spot the damned jester. He was partially right, but it looked different now. The garish golden hue the defined most of its clothes and body had been traded in for darker blues and silvers. The sun rays on its head had retracted and the attendant's once pale eyes now glowed red with malicious intent. Rayner had to wonder whether they were even the same animatronic, given the completely different paint job.

The attendant's giggling and learing was cut short as the Still and Lightless Beast blindsided it, slamming the Moon into the counter of the security desk. The Attendant growled and lunged back, wrestling with the hulking brute of shadow. Rayner watched with a pragmatic curiosity. It was well known that Fazbear Entertainment's animatronics were at least ten years ahead of the rest of the world, but this degree of functionality peaked his interest. Could this contraption be worth turning into an Avatar of the Dark?

There was some merit to the idea. It was certainly thematically appropriate given the thing's design. And as it was designed to watch over children all alone, there were plenty of opportunities for it to feed in the fear of unsuspecting children. It could do a lot to serve the Night in its position and, from Rayner's experience, the company that owned it would much rather cover up any incidents than scrap the source of the problem.

The Moon put up a good fight for a simple machine. Rayner couldn't recall that last time he'd seen the Beast covered in scratches and cuts, seem the liquid darkness it had for blood leak out onto the floor. But Maxwell was never concerned. The Beast had slaughtered Hunters before. The daycare animatronic was nothing. Metal creaked and plastic cracked as large clawed hands wrapped around the Daycare Attendant's throat. The machine hissed out another guttural "Rulebreaker...." through a sparking voice box before the Beast slammed it through the security desk with a loud crash.

Maxwell approached the sparking, whirring heap of parts the Moon had become, calling off the Beast with an offhand wave. He would not be using this name and face for much longer, so the fact that the Attendant had one to tie to this incident was nothing. The Night would appreciate how this encounter had thoroughly marked a new potential Avatar for it and would further appreciate the feasts of Fear that this creature would provide it. There was no point in trashing the animatronic beyond repair. Simply let the darkness take hold of its functions and let it serve the night as it may.

Neither the guests, nor the staff would see or hear the children leave as creatures of the Dark dragged them from the building. The blackout stunted their sight to a supernatural degree and the night would devour their cries. As far as the world knew, there was simply no way for all nine kids to have disappeared. There was only a blackout and then they were all gone, along with Maxwell Rayner.

~

Vanessa sighed after taking another puff her cigarette. The flame of it was one of the few things lighting the Parts and Services area right now. The blackout earlier had burst most of the lights in the building and the public areas right now took priority in the repairs. Her protests to management that she could hardly be expected to repair the Daycare Attendant in the dark went unheard, so all she had to work with was a lighter, a flashlight, and a smoking habit she really ought to drop if she wanted to keep her job. All the actually trained engineers were busy fixing lights and checking wiring and fuses around the building to determine what could've caused the blackout, so that left her the job of getting the Daycare Attendant in working order again.

Thankfully, they seemed to be just short of a Bonnie situation. Whatever had done this to Sun hadn't damaged anything vital. The AI's mainframe and operating systems were untouched, so that just left repairing the body and inserting a new voice box. Vanessa looked the old voice box over after pulling it free from the wiring. If she didn't know any better, she'd swear it had been crushed by hand. She considered asking Monty later, but she couldn't think of any motive he'd have to do this.

Sun sprang to life suddenly and grabbed her by the arm. "Lights on! Lights on!" He shouted, nearly sending Vanessa stumbling over in shock.

"Gah! Sun, what the hell! How are you even functioning?"

There were a lot of reasons Sun shouldn't be on right now. The pitch blackness of the room should've activated Moon for starters and he couldn't possibly be yelling at her without a voicebox. Even with Vanessa's flashlight, she could barely see his face. Darkness seemed to creep out of the corners of his smile.

"Keep the lights on! I don't want to see him again...."

That was all Sun could say before once again powering down.

-

(Yes, I know timeline wise this makes no sense. Just go with it. Rayner dies in 2017 and the Pizzaplex opens far after that. Just... go with it.)

[birb-tangleblog]

TTS Brotherhood Ask Game!!! :)))))

9. Who do you think is the most skilled in fighting?

14. Do you think the Brotherhood should continue with new members?

18 What is a cool headcanon that you liked from someone else?

9. Who do you think is the most skilled in fighting?

Ohhh man, this is a tough one- I see them as pretty evenly matched? I can imagine them all countering each other in different ways, and perhaps having favorable/unfavorable matchups- though I think they're all be close enough in skill that any fight would be a tossup.

Honestly, I kinda want to compare them to a starter trio from pkmn? (or rock paper scissors lmao)

Hector -> Quirin -> Adira maybe?

I feel like Hector's win condition against Quirin would be to outmaneuver and take him down before he runs out of stamina. Quirin is a tank, but also slower and the easiest to outspeed- Hector's aggression and decisiveness benefits him here.

Quirin, in turn, would win a war of attrition against Adira- if Adira didn't engage, he wouldn't burn himself out like Hector would. He can play just as defensively and patiently as she can, and out-endure.

And like we saw in the series, Adira has an excellent balance between strength, defense, and dexterity, and leverages each to her advantage. I'm not sure one member of the brotherhood is objectively the most skilled fighter, but of the three, imo she's probably the most reliable.

If we're talking canon/post-series and not hypothetical matchups, I debate on if Hector or Adira would be stronger. Quirin is obviously rusty, so he's out. Hector is isolated, and not necessarily fighting skilled opponents most of the time- but he probably practices and drills himself religiously. Adira's out in the world, so more likely to encounter trouble and test her skills- but she also might avoid fights because it's safe/practical.

We do see Adira beat Hector in a fight in RatGT, buuut I think that could've gone either way.

14. Do you think the Brotherhood should continue with new members?

Honestly, no! I think the Brotherhood, as it was, needed to come to an end. The secrecy, the demand of loyalty to the point of self-destruction and sacrifice, the legacy of the moonstone and the mindtrap talisman… it's better left in the past. (I also tend to HC that the Brotherhood favored recruiting orphans or children who otherwise had nothing, which is another reason the system would need to change in my mind.)

I think the Brotherhood could definitely reform, possibly under a new name, and become more inclusive/healthy- I really like the HC that in a canon-compliant ending, Hector goes on to be a teacher/mentor for the next gen- but part of rebuilding the DK would be starting that part of it anew.

18. What is a cool headcanon that you liked from someone else?

Xannerz has really cool thoughts on the DK and the Brotherhood!! Hard to pick just one w/ all our chatter, but I really like her headcanon that not everyone left the DK in the evacuation and a small handful of the citizens stayed behind. Ones who were older or sick, and just couldn't make the long journey, or maybe who refused to leave out of love/loyalty to their home- Edmund wouldn't have been completely alone, but it's still bleak and tragic in its own way.

Meechatuck's idea that Quirin is actually quite skilled at picking locks and Mo (rainyday-deer)'s old HC that Hector whittles are also both very cute to me!

[smeedlesmeelder]

Puzzle Platformer

Third week of my Video Game Genre Guides!

Logo by my friend Sorry about missing last week, I will try to avoid that whenever possible by scheduling posts in the future. Puzzle Platformers! These games combine the fun jumpy mechanics of Platformers with the problem-solving aspects of Puzzle games. This is a broad genre that can apply to many types of Platformers and Puzzlers but is always a fun combination of the two. Here's what the genre would look like on a Genre Tree!

In terms of top level genres, Puzzle Platformers are a pretty clear combination of Puzzle and Action [Dexterity] games through Platformer. Here's 5 Puzzle Platformers (in no particular order) and how I would categorize, or “tag”, them in pink!

Puzzle Platformer, Physics Puzzle, First Person Puzzler, First Person Platformer // First Person Shooter Number 1 is Portal 2! This is one of my favorite games of all time and has a lot of tags to boot! The portal series is such and fun and influential series, and if you're playing the single-player campaign or the co-op, you're sure to have a lot of puzzling fun.

Puzzle Platformer, Physics Puzzle, 3D Platformer, Fumblecore Number 2 is Human: Fall Flat! This fumblecore game is full of puzzle platforming through silly ragdoll controls! Me and a friend would always go for all achievements whenever they added a new level and had tons of fun! Very excited for the sequel!

Puzzle Platformer, Single Screen Platformer, Physics Puzzle Number 3 is Spewer! An Edmund McMillen classic, Spewer takes place in little bite sized, single screen levels. With a sort of gross mechanic of spitting out fluids to propel yourself, this game is a good fun puzzle platformer with Edmund's classic "charm".

Puzzle Platformer, 2D Platformer, First Person Puzzler Number 4 is Perspective! Out of any of these games I would recommend, this is probably the top! Its free to download and such a crazy take on Puzzle Platformers. I don't want to spoil too much but the general premise is a 2D Platformer where your 3D position and perspective affect the 2D world. So good, go check it out!

Puzzle Platformer, 2D Platformer // Action Platformer Number 5 is Trine 2! In terms of tags its quite a basic 2D Puzzle Platformer, however this game comes with the gimmick of controlling 3 different classes each with their own puzzling or combat abilities. You can either swap between the classes in single-player or get 2 friends and eat play as a class! That concludes my third Video Game Genres Guide! Thank you for reading!

[bestsiblingstournament]

Round 1 Survivors/Losers

Survivors

Part A-

Katniss & Prim

Mike & Nancy

Mario & Luigi

Pugsley & Wednesday

Sonic & Tails

Katara & Sokka

Blosom, Bubbles & Buttercup

Remus & Romulus

Mabel & Dipper

Huey, Dewey & Louie

Dexter & Deedee

Tadashi & Hiro

Cuphead & Mugman

Anna & Elsa

Part B-

Crash & Eddie

Sarah, Winifred & Mary

Peter & Edmund

Violet & Dash

Faramir & Boromir

Will, El & Johnathan

Sunny, Klaus & Violet

Kinsey, Tyler & Bode

Isabella, Mirabel y Luisa

Shaggy & Scooby

Zack & Ivy

T'Challa & Shuri

Lucy & Susan

Agnes, Margo & Edith

Losers

Part B-

Peter & Judy

Zelena & Regina

Bart & Lisa

Morgana & Arthur

Hansel & Gretel

Zuko & Azula

Harper & Cullen

Scar & Mufasa

Chris & Liam

Astrix & Obelix

Zeus, Poseidon & Hades

Mary-Kate & Ashley

Tom & Jerry

Jacob & Wilhelm

Alvin, Theodore & Simon

Ben & Gwen

Part A-

Chip & Dale

Theo & Apollo

Anthony & Timothy

Maya & Alejandro

Wanda & Pietro

Thor & Loki

Charlie & Torri

Peter & Nathan

Sam & Dean

Luke & Leia

Buffy & Dawn

Emily & Sophie

Wolverine & Sabertooth

Sherlock & Mycroft

Nebula & Gamora

Henry & Piper

[prntmkng]

Lucas Johnson (1940-2002), American

Bottomfeeders, 1981; etching, aquatint; edition of 20, 4 panels 11 x 9 1/2 in. each.

Edmund P. Pillsbury on Lucas Johnson:

The genius of his art lies in the virtuosity of his pen, the subtlety of his tonal variations, and the dexterity of his brush, as well as in the power of his mind in conjuring forth subconscious images of exotic, if not sometimes bizarre, content. There are few parallels in American or even Mexican schools of art. For comparisons, one must return to “The Disasters of War” etchings by Francisco de Goya — or even back to the moral allegories of Pieter Bruegel and the phantasmagoric narratives of Hieronymus Bosch, on the one hand, or Caspar David Friedrich’s transcendental landscapes and even the monumentalizing still-lifes of Caravaggio and Juan Sánchez Cotán, on the other.

Lucas Johnson's work is a part of permanent collection at the Museum of Fine Art, Houston, TX, and is currently on view at the Works on Paper gallery.

[wetbloodworm]

had the sudden realization that, if i want, TRverse College Edition can have OCs from other 'verses mashed in there. right now i'm specifically thinking of STverse, which is a real simple slice-of-life 'verse centering on dmitry and blaze. dmitry is a chef that owns a restaurant and blaze works there as a server and they're dating. that's really the extent of the 'verse lmao there's some other people floating around there too. but i used to do crossovers between my storylines all the time, and i got thinking about dmitry because i had him and jay as friends (sometimes with benefits). and i could just... he could be here. that whole group could be there. i could make this happen.

really if i want i can just merge STverse into TRverse, but i'd have to work my brain around that i think lmao they are Separate Things

taking a look at my OC list real quick for other OCs/OC groups i can toss into a college story. like i don't particularly want any fantasy/sci-fi/etc 'verses, i'm looking at mundane settings here. quinn and valerie could fit in, that story leans a little sci-fi but that can be scaled back. skye and edmund, skye could bring a fun unhinged energy to the story lmao. riley and annabel. who the fuck are anders and dexter. jo and liam, though i might rename jo lmao. oh i'm missing OCs there's like a whole crew i made in high school, i think they were a band? one of them was a serial killer but if i'm bringing skye in i'll already have two what with jay and all, why not make it three. why the fuck not. they may or may not actually be murderers here. i'm leaning towards not though i think between the three jay would be the most likely to maintain at least part of his bullshit across continuities.

(you guys don't know any of these guys i'm just talking at myself lmao)

and like i don't really need to DO anything with these guys if i don't want, but i like having the potential, or at the very least it's just nice to fill out the background of this college in my head.

[thelorehold]

The Stolen Chalice: Quest for the Grail of Gallahad

Objective: Recover the stolen Chalice of Gallahad, a legendary artifact rumored to hold healing magic, from a band of ruthless outlaws.

Quest Giver: Sir Gareth, a grizzled knight with a missing eye and a cloak bearing the heraldry of a fallen kingdom.

Reward:

The party will be hailed as heroes by the ailing King Edmund, earning them lands, titles, and a place of honor at the royal court.

The recovered Chalice, once restored to its rightful place, will grant a boon to each party member – a permanent buff to a chosen ability score (strength, dexterity, etc.) or a specific magical ability related to healing or protection.

The grateful Order of the Silver Shield, protectors of the Chalice, offer the party honorary membership, granting them access to training grounds, magical resources, and potential future quests.

Details:

While enjoying a celebratory feast at a bustling tavern, the party is approached by the weary Sir Gareth. He reveals himself as a knight from the fallen kingdom of Gallahad and pleads for their aid. The legendary Chalice of Gallahad, a sacred artifact imbued with potent healing magic, has been stolen by a notorious band of outlaws known as the "Black Ravens."

King Edmund, once a mighty warrior, now lies bedridden, his health failing rapidly. The stolen Chalice holds the key to his recovery and the kingdom's stability. Sir Gareth, burdened by his oath to protect the Chalice, begs the party to venture into the treacherous outlands, track down the Black Ravens, and reclaim the stolen artifact.

Optional Hooks:

One of the party members is a devout follower of the deity associated with the Chalice, driven by a sense of religious duty to recover it.

The party has a personal debt to King Edmund or the Order of the Silver Shield, making them obligated to help in their time of need.

Rumors circulate that the Black Ravens plan to use the Chalice's power for nefarious purposes, forcing the party to act before a greater disaster unfolds.

[irishgop]

Elena in cove, San Vicente at Majorca, Joaquín Sorolla, 1919

A Spanish painter. Sorolla excelled in the painting of portraits, landscapes, and monumental works of social and historical themes. His most typical works are characterized by a dexterous representation of the people and landscape under the bright sunlight of Spain and sunlit water.

Not Turner, not Monet, painted so directly blinding shafts of sunlight as has this Spaniard." (James Gibbons Huneker, quoted in Peel, Edmund: The Painter Joaquin Sorolla, Philip Wilson Publishers, Ltd., 1989, p. 13.)

Thanks to Wikipedia

[soraavalon]

DM: It is the horses turn. Moriarty (OOC): What do the horses do? DM: This one is going to try and get out of here. Oh, okay. That is not bad. It's going to kick back and the seat under Edmund starts to shatter. Hunt (OOC): *worried squeak* DM: As it's trying to get away from the carriage and it's going to, what can it do since it is... I think it and the other way are probably gonna act together on this. What is their speed? Is 40. So if I can get this to work and select... Marigold is in the, oh. Hunt (OOC): *gasp* Oh yeah. DM: Marigold, can you make a dex save? Marigold: Do I have--- DM: *moves carriage forward towards Marigold's token* Hunt & Moriarty (OOC): Oh my god! Marigold (OOC): Oh! Oh I just looked at the screen. Hunt (OOC): *laughing* DM: Yeah, you outta not get hit by the cart. Please make a Dexterity save. Marigold: Oh dear. DM: Or acrobatics, well no this will probably be a saving throw as a reaction. Marigold: Bear with me. DM: Mm-hmm Hunt (OOC): Oh my god. Moriarty (OOC): Listen, the best case scenario is that Marigold (OOC): [something] a bear with me. Tark (OOC): The dragon doesn't kill Marigold, it's the horses and the carriage running over him. DM: *laughing* Moriarty (OOC): If he hides in the bottom of the carraige the dragons will think he got run over and died and then they'll go away. Marigold: Am I right in thinking that's *rolls an 8* the first Hunt (OOC): Oh no. Marigold: mission that I have been on where I am an official member? Because it would be--- -various 'Yeah's and 'Yes's- Marigold: Tragic if I die. DM: God, what do you guys think the damage modifier would be? Marigold (OOC): I think horses have trample damage. Hunt (OOC): Yeah. DM: Oh, okay, well they do have a hoof attack. Tark (OOC): Add that plus cart damage. Hunt (OOC): Oh my god! Nathaniel (OOC): What the fuck is 'cart damage'? Hunt (OOC): I would say that's bludgeoning. Eudora (OOC): It hasn't run over him yet has it. DM: No it hasn't, they're running into him, so that's trample damage probably for this one and just roll them together. Moriarty (OOC): Let's see. DM: That's gonna be 17 bludgeoning and I will, just as the horses kind of just reach you and barreling into you and I will give you a reaction time on your turn to get out of the way before the carriage follows.

[king-leos-world]

Leo's Friends and Enemies

Friends:

Ellie (Co leader or the Elephant herd) 

Bahari (Leo’s sidekick; African Wild Dog or Painted Dog) 

Hercules (Liger; a historian) 

Mia (maid in the Lion Palace; Lioness) 

Josè (leader of the High Jungle; Jaguar) 

Cornelius (Elephant herd leader) 

Bog (Nile Crocodile float leader and leader of the River and Oval Lake)

Athena (Spotted Hyena clan leader)

Naltar (Snow Leopard; Nassir’s Assistant) 

Willie (Blue Whale pod leader)

Thrash (King of the South Ocean; Great white Shark)

Floyd (Flamingo flock leader)

Moonlight (Fruit Bat Colony)

Weston (Wildebeest herd leader)

Azure (Blue and Gold macaw flock leader)

Edmund (Elk herd and Forest leader)

Ben (Honey Badger; in charge in the Crystal Caves)

Rain (Little Bee Eater colony leader) 

Hugo (Hippo pod leader) 

Barb (Wood Pigeon flock leader)

Koko (Gorilla leader)

Ginger (Golden Lion Tamarin leader) 

Ruby (Bongo leader) 

Kipper (Capybara leader)

Copper (Caracal)

Shelby (Giant Snail)

Blue (Rainforest Tarantula)

Betsy (Jumping Spider)

Gus (Chinchilla) 

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Enemies:

Montgomery and his gang (Grizzly Bear and four Black Bears)

Chewy (Alligator Float leader)

Diesel (Orca; King of the North Ocean)

Cedric (Chimp leader) 

Willis (Desert Bighorn leader)

Giggles (Rogue Hyena) 

Angus (Water Buffalo leader) 

Baron (Rogue Cape Buffalo) 

Spike (Rogue Rhino) 

Goth (Black Mamba)

Icicle (Rogue Gray Wolf from the Snowy Mountains)

Poppy (Rat colony leader)

Scavenger (Coyote) 

Jet (Black Panther)

Midori (Green Anaconda) 

Tessa (Lynx) 

Swift (Cheetah) 

Quill (Crested Porcupine) 

Dexter (Red Fox)

Laza (Golden Eagle)

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Enjoy!

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