#engineer jynx

[gizm0-gadgetz]

So uhh

I was doing a minor update. It got away from me

[gizm0-gadgetz]

I compleatly forgot I sent this lol

I love xem so much!!! Love how you drew em

Me again

This is jynx. Xeir a cool mechanic. Fun guy, very charsmatic

Were allowed to submit more right? Hope so

If your previous request was already drawn, yep! I really love the three part glasses!

[jelly-drop-buttons]

an epiphany I had recently

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[keikoyume]

Quick redesigns of some Pokémon for fun!

Coalossal: While I LOVE Rolycoly, its final evolution was a big disappointment for me. Coalossal feels like a mix of big reptile Pokemons like Golem/Aggron/Carracosta/Rhyperior painted in black. So I gave it back its wheels from its pre-evolution! I originally wanted to draw a steam engine but I thought I would risk to get rid off its animalistic traits (maybe next time!).

Jynx: It's probably my least favorite Pokémon ever. I tried to make the Ice type more visible by shaping its head like an ice peak and adding some bone patterns. The face is actually a mask/puppet, recalling the trickster spririt from the folklore the Pokémon is based on.

Goodra: Another Pokémon where I love the 2 pre-evolutions and got disappointed by the final evolution. While I genuinely don't dislike Goodra, I'm not fond of the fact it lost its snail aspect and got a "Dragonite treatment". Since the Pokedex entries emphasize on its strong tail and antennas, I gave them more importance and volume. The tail's shape is inspired from the body of the snails without their shell. Overall, I just re-shaped Goodra for a better 'snail vibe' without pushing aside its cuddly dragon look. I also slightly changed the eye for better connecting with Sliggoo's ones.

For the Hisuian form, I made Goodra quadrupedal as a way for suggesting its shell is heavy and bulky. In this way, it also looks like a long neck dinosaur which could stick with the fact Hisui is a region from the past. (Also, I probably got inspired from the old theory suggesting Goodra and Aurorus are linked).

[creatorping]

as prompted by @flowery-laser-blasts, super long post ahead!

SHUGO CHARA X KP

Note: Shugo Chara is a shoujo, magical-girl anime from the 2000’s. Charas have their own names and a simple color palette. They are a small persona of their owners’ dreams and reflect different selves. They provide the owner special abilities when merged. (Ex. Shown in poster. The pink-hair girl, Amu, has 4 charas: Ran: Athletic, confident Miki: Artistic, cool Sue: domestic skills, caring Dia: Idol, to shine)

These are some personalities/abilities for kp characters I can think of.

[Shego] Tina (Teacher): takes charge, likes to correct mistakes, drills info into people, gets very proud if student reaches to her expectations.

Ability: listener(s) will believe whatever sentence Shego says as the absolute truth for 1 minute. (Once per day)

[Drakken] Ernie (Mad Scientist): reckless, ambitious, loves a good dad joke, holds grudges

Ability: complete understanding of any machinery that will help improve it immensely or create a new invention

[Kim] VivI (Cheerleader): very competitive, confident, a burst of energy.

Abilities: super strength, speed, (explains most of her physical skills during missions)

Angie (Girly Girl): loves fashion, beauty, and fun things. Often carefree & mischievous. Hates stress.

Ability: pulls out gadgets disguised as beauty products (laser lipstick, stink lipgloss, tracking foundation, etc) from her purse

[Ron] Jynx (Celebrity): reflects Ron’s wish for popularity, has unique charm, can socialize like a fish in water, improv master

Blaze (Monkey Ninja): Ron’s monkey power side, mysterious, only awakens when in rage

Ace (Athlete): prideful, tends to overthink

Ability: proficiency in any sport

Rye (Chef): calm and collected, multitasker, finds joy in sharing his creations

Abilities: culinary arts, craftsmanship

[Yori] Tsuki (Ninja): quiet, stealthy, goes with the flow. Loyal and protects her loved ones

Ability: dual-wielding fan, short-term invisibility

[Bonnie] Reyna (Queen): Strategic, quick-thinker. Vain and often driven by emotions

Ability: Huge charisma, anyone who believes in her crown will fall towards her demands.

[Junior] Celeste (INTERNATIONAL POP SENSATION): upbeat, optimistic, knows how to hype up a crowd. Feeds off of praise and love

Ability: Make anyone admire him to the point of a crazed fan. (Dispels when they hear someone else sing); Disco dance balls that hypnotize people to gather up and dance! until….?

[Joss] Jade (Cowgirl): bubbly sweet, helpful, and hyper. Can easily forget small details.

Ability: robot horse stampede; insane control of lasso

[Monique] Jacqueline (Fashion Designer): Sassy, stands up for herself and others. Loves a good dynamic.

Ability: dress up doll (whatever outfit she draws in her book will appear on the actual target)

[Wade] Digit (Intel): always prepared with technology. knows everything about everyone, Gossip KING. thinks that all problems can be solved with science

Abilities: short-distance teleportation. can create a holographic image of himself as decoy

[Jim and Tim] Hex & Bolt (Engineers): curious pranksters, thirty for knowledge. Have inside jokes, genius little comedians. Pretty filial inside.

Abilities: makes crazy innovative technology, twin telepathy, thick thinned (less easily injured during experiments)

which ones are your favorite? (｡･ω･｡)ﾉ

[hazel-of-sodor]

Day 5-Down a Well

Traintober 2023

Other Stories

Day 5-Its only me

Down a Well

Henry had had plenty of bad days. His early years had been marked by plenty of days remembered for all the wrong reasons. But even by his standards...this day was almost impressive in how poorly it had gone before the sun appeared.

He looked up at Gordon, who looked distinctly unimpressed with his existence. James looked as if he didn't know whether to laugh or to be nervous about his own part in all this. Jinx was eyeing the turntable with concern. He couldn't see the others from his position, but he could hear them whispering nonetheless.

He felt more awkward than he had since the last time he had failed before his rebuild, it was not a feeling he enjoyed feeling again. Fortunately, Gordon took a measure of pity on him and finally spoke up.

"Are you quite alright Henry?"

Henry looked down. "...my front aches badly. I'm afraid it's only gonna get worse."

Gordon looked down in concern, "I'm afraid I must agree with your assessment."

James stopped snickering long enough to look down to where Henry's front jammed into the side of the turntable in a mass of bent and twisted metal. "At least you can't fall further in," The red engine offered.

Henry glared up at the scarlet menace.

In the distance, the sound of an engine approaching through the yard could be heard.

"Finally." Henry sighed, "Someone who can do something to help."

"Fraid not Henry, it's only me." Thomas peeped happily, causing Henry to sag in defeat. 

"Thomas," Gordon said in warning.

Thomas just chuckled, "Don't worry Henry, I'm only teasing. Edward is on his way, so even if I can't pull you out, we'll be able to."

Henry was wondering what exactly he had done to deserve Thomas of all engines being the one to come to his rescue. He sighed, at least the morning couldn't get any worse...except it did.

"I would certainly hope so Thomas. As he is currently blocking the sheds," the Fat Controller said severely.

"Good morning sir!" Thomas peeped far too happily as his crew attached him to Henry's detached tender, "we'll have him quickly."

"As long as he's not wedged in the table," Jinx said concernedly.

Sir Topham Hatt climbed down the ladder into the turntable well to inspect the damage. As he pulled back a piece of metal he addressed the stricken engine. "Well Henry, would you care to explain?"

"Well, Sir I..." James snickered at Henry's predicament 

"Yes, Henry?"

"Sir if I may? Gordon offered.

"Go ahead."

"A new driver was moving Henry towards the table when James started a fuss about being repainted," James' expression quickly changed from amusement to betrayal. "He caused such a commotion the shunter failed to heed Henry's warnings and braked too late."

"Is that true Henry?"

"Yes sir," Henry said despondently.

"James?" It looked like James wanted to proclaim his innocence for a moment, but thought better of it. "Yes, sir." He sighed.

"Hmmmm. And where is the driver?"

"He was fleeing before Henry had even come to rest," Jynx answered. "My driver had to climb up and shut off Henry's steam."

"I see."

Mr. Smith, the British Rail representative arrived, walking up to the edge of the turntable. "Morning, Sir Hatt. Seems the day's trouble started early.,

"Morning Mr Smith, it had indeed."

Thomas returned and pulled behind Henry, The waiting yard crew began attaching chains between the two engines.

"Can you pull him out Thomas?

"I can try Sir. If he's fully wedged I'll need Edward's help."

"Very well. Everyone clear out. The sooner he's back on the rails the sooner we can repair the damage."

The workmen cleared away as Sir Topham Hatt climbed out of the well."

"Everyone ready? One. Two. Three. Pull!"

With much wheel slipping and clouds of steam, Thomas heaved his hardest. At first, nothing seemed to happen, but then with a groan and screech of metal, Henry felt himself slowly start to move.

"Go it, Thomas!" Jinx called, and the others quickly joined in, cheering the straining tank engine on. In what felt like hours, but what was probably less than a minute, Henry felt the last of his wheels return to the rails. Thomas came to a stop, audibly gasping for air from the effort.

"Well done Little Thomas," Gordon said.

"Thank you." Thomas panted out, smiling from the rare praise from the pacific.

Sir Topham Hatt had climbed back down into the turntable well to inspect the damage.

"The main mechanism is jammed." He said grimly, "It cannot be moved until it is repaired. We will need to find an engine to pull the morning express quickly, as we can't get any of the engines in the shed out in time."

Henry stared down at his bent front, it was clear he wouldn't be pulling any trains till he was repaired.

"Edward is coming," Thomas said hopefully.

Gordon shook his head, "he's not strong enough to pull it alone."

Mr. Smith looked to Sir Topham Hatt, "None of the Barrow or Vicarstown engines could arrive in time, could they?"

The Fat Controller shook his head, "No they could not."

Gordon suddenly smiled as an idea occurred to him. "If only we had an engine here with express experience. One who had not only served as my back engine on the Wild'nor Western before but had pulled the trains with Edward when we were indisposed."

Thomas understood first, "Oh no."

The other engines and crews turned to look at the tank engine, who looked one second away from bolting.

James smirked, "Of course! He did such a good job covering for us in the 30s," he purred.

Thomas glared, "I am a tank engine, not a bloody express engine."

"But you are capable," Hatt said thoughtfully. Thomas looked betrayed.

"He is?" Smith asked dubiously.

"Of course!" Henry interjected, "he runs a non-stop service from Tidmouth to Ffarquhar in the evenings."

"He would have to stop at Marion for coal and water." Gordon said smoothly, "but he is capable of making the run, and he would never let the passengers down."

Sir Topham Hatt nodded, "Can your branchline spare you, Thomas?"

Thomas looked desperately around as if hoping an express engine would magically appear, but in the end, he sighed, "Yes. Callan and Toryreck are covering my trains."

"It's settled then." The fat controller nodded, "Thomas and Edward will pull the express while the workmen find a way to get the rest of you out."

He walked off towards the station platform, "Thomas, place Henry on the siding with his tender then fetch the coaches." 

"Yes sir." 

"Cheer up little Thomas." Gordon mock soothed.

"I hope they have to use a crane to get you out," Thomas puffed away to the sound of the big engines chuckling.

[hook-on-fandoms]

911 jynx day sitting in an engine that is electrified with Buck saying it's like the universe is screaming at you but you aren't listening to Eddie.

911 promo Buck hanging from an electrified engine as Eddie screams.

No callbacks whatsoever

[trialbystory]

SoC Behind the Scenes

Bit of preamble here, TLDR, look below the break for to see my original notes from before I started writing SoC.

At some point in the next 3-5 days I will post the final chapter of Spirt of Competition. This is the second time I've actually finished a multi-part story (arguably third if you count the FFM I did right before SoC, which'll be transplated to Ao3 starting next weekend). Last time was back in 2009, and it sucked so bad that I went back a year later and rewrote the ending. But after I posted the last chapter of that story, I thought it'd be fun to also post a picture of the original, written-by-hand-when-I-should've-been-taking-notes-for-my-Sociology-class, first draft of that final chapter.

I don't really do actual writing with pen&paper anymore, but most of my conceptual-level notes are still done hardcopy, and I thought it'd be fun to do that again. So click to see my original, hand-written notes, made between frames while playing in my dad's bowling league, back in late August/early October of 2022.

As you can see, basically my whole concern at that point was figuring out who was going to play who. I was just following the story from New Challengers beat for beat (at that point, anyway), so that kind of makes sense. But there's some interesting stuff too. Like Sienna was the running at one point to be the big bad. Or that I couldn't remember the name of P2W's token female player in Arcade Spirits. Something I think I've mentioned in comment replies is I kept going back and forth swapping Ruby & Weiss' placement. Because Weiss' family is rich and affluent like Grace's, but Ruby is a maker/engineer (my favorite characterization for her) so it makes sense for her to have made the AI and be an aspiring gameDev. And they both have reasons to have a chip on their shoulder, which would relate to the protagonist's competitive streak. But something I don't think anyone knows about is that while Cinder does line up with Domino's nihilism quite well, the actual reason she's in that spot, and therefore what ultimately made the story Frosen Steel instead of Burning Whiterose (I love FS, but Cinder honestly would've been a better fit for Jynx than Penny was. But I STILL STAND BY SASSY GOTH AESTHETIC PENNY), is that Rhodes felt like an easy answer to 'who do I use for this detective character that's related to Domino in AS?' and if you read SoC you may have noticed that Rhodes is conspicuously absent, because that character tied into what was going on with Mercury, which got cut mostly for pacing and also because at the time it would've been included I very much needed to not be writing the type of content that came up next in his sideplot. Oh, and the Seamonkies swapped back and forth on Ben and Matt not because they fit opposite characters better, but because I am MASSIVE fans of the Very Kind and Very Funny Graham Stark and Jacob Burgess, who voice Ben & Matt, and I thought Sun and Nep needed to swap to better fit their personalities.

So yeah, hope that was interesting for you. Or at least neat. See you for the grand finale later this week!

(Oh, also I really liked doing this, so I'll probably do it for future stories/fics as well. I even included the date at the top of the notes for that "If hell is forever then heaven must be a lie" DWR idea from a few nights ago in anticipation of one day sharing them)-

[disneyvoguemagazine]

#DisneyUnclassified

Ciara reveals classified documents cataloging her exponential time training hourly sessions with martial arts masters (Feu Long, Foxxy Pamela Gurier, Shaft, Stick, Sinister, Sean Combs, RoboCop, Rocky, A Team, The Million Dollar Man, Bruce Lee Students, Master Gen, 3600 hours spent of her life training as a Psychic soldier for the Mickey Mouse Club and the documents found exposing the worm tunnel she traveled through to participate in Mortal Kombat with otherworldly beings, under the allies 'Blade\Sonya' the footage captured via 'sidekick-TMobile' device, documents her termultuious journey dawning the power of the pink ranger zord stored data imprint on the sidekicks sim card and as one of the magic kingdoms most expériences archiologist has rastered 'The Power', the first trials of this Ranger sirum has been distributed amoung the groups @Loona @Kard @MissA ,

Infused with @SpaceX #Cybertron Autobot technology allows the ranger techs back at mission control access to the data collected from the hardware of the new suits.

I.U -Frostlass

Chris Crocker-Slyveon

Beauty Marsh- Chanel (Spriggattio)

Dragonair- Seulgi

Gardvoir- Ariana Grande

B.B Kiddo - Grimes

Ponyta - Bonnie McKee

Wigglytuff - Lindsay Lohan

Espeon -WillowSmith

Ladyian - Flora G

Jynx - Chlöe Bailey

Seaking-Lizzo

Ampheros - Miley Cyrus

Frilish-Noah Cyrus

Mew -Shannon Williams

Meloeta- Kim Petras

Rihanna-Starmie

Aubery Peoples- Muk

MeganJetteMartin-Gloom

DemiLovato-Grimer

IceSpice- Swana

Bambi - Sawsbuck

Altaria- CardiB

DelKatty- Nicki Minaj

Unknown- BTS

Eevee- Nayeon

Ashley Tisdale -Ratata

JeffreeStar-Mother of Frost lass / YakYakk (cellphone conversation cameo)

BritneySpears cameo [ As Béatrix Kiddo of the KillBillSaga mother of BBKiddo leader of the eSports International Champion Team #SamuraiSkirts

with @Zendaya as Nakia Belle daughter of Copperhead of Bills four assets played by Vivica A Fox; Uma Thurman (played by Britney Spears in the Samurai Skirts Films. Synopsis: When B.B Kiddo "Claire B. Aka Grimes" takes her eSports team to the Olympic winter games, the steaks become mortal when her team dawn's the legendary Hattori Hanzo blades after a being named 'Aura' hacks the games code and recreates the events of the popular series Sword Art Online. )

Starring JeannieKim Chanel as The Firth Child Angel EVA unit 05 LaBlanc The black Rose

. In the end the Skirtz win the Gold medal and the facade covering the event is later exposed as the game company's chairs and executives are made a mockery in the industry for their mal practices in their business ethics when the company's abuse of female gaming icons and influencers pops the gaming giants legacy and ruins their flawless reputation when B.B leaks the security footage of the company using the girl gamers as sex slaves and toys for the male dominated gaming industry. When the truth comes to light showing one of the most epic games in history covered for a real operations intelligence interception mission the world watched live as what appeared to be just am online game turned out to be the government's biggest intelligence war in real life.

All of these events converging with GameFreaks Trainee Project 'Trainer Lass' Space X secret splicing program testing engineered spliced genetically enhanced cultures giving the subjects pokemon like essences and advanced traits or above average apptitude s

I.U loop artist details her account as the groups leader or 'Big Sister' the pokè-docustreamentary converges with the groups member 'X Jet / XSR BlackBird 'portrayed by Claire B aka Grimes' her competing for the few positions for the girl group trainer LASS, pokemon company's first ever live music dance reality pop girl band, their experience at Coachella with Marvels Runaways band and working with Minnie Mouse as the events around Hugh Jackmen announcing his involvement for #Deadpool3 as the movies cast were filming around the events that will influence the Kingdom Hearts Movie. With the Mouse Queers proving to the world the magic that was unfolding into the real world has made the fantasy of a magic world living truth tofay.

[somedaynotsoon]

Super Small Stardust Saga, Chapter 4

"Captain Skylor says: TEN choices!? Wow! And you don't even have to pay a subscription fee to the website! Gosh, now that's futuristic!"

OOPS ALL ALIENS As usual, the formatting is broken due to it being written for Cohost's html.

Okie doke! Now that you're seated, you turn to Jynx. You glance at the ship manifest and decide to pick who you'd like to meet first.

"Ok! Jynx, I'd like to say to hi to..."

[Option 1: ID #000, the Evacuations Director]

"...The Evacuations Director?" You say, glancing at the top.

"Hi, that's me." Jynx replies instantly.

"...Oh."

Jynx is using some kind of telekinetic power to float around in circles. She's thankfully far enough away from you that her relative size doesn't disorient you. You don't know what it would be like to be on her body when she's spinning around or floating like that, but you're glad she didn't do that while carrying you around earlier. This day has already been overwhelming enough without nausea.

"Why are you listed first, anyway? I'm like... Number 4? I feel like the captain should be 1." You ask.

"Oh, yeah, I can explain that. Ship IDs are listed in 'Wake-Up' order. If there's an unknown emergency, the ship wakes me up first, then the Reactor Specialist, Head Engineer, Head Comms Officer, and then wakes up you, Mads, and then the rest of the crew." Jynx says.

"Why's that?"

"Alright, picture this. You're eight months into a trip between two galaxies. You're not gonna see any Collective ship or station that can help you for another three months, on top of that. The ship automatically detects the Main Reactor going critical. It wakes up you, the reactor specialist, and the head engineer. Your dorms are placed on opposite sides of the ship because you have a hundred ID numbers between you. By the time you can meet up and make a plan of action, boom. Ship explodes, everybody dies."

"Oh, that's not fun."

"Right? Ok, another example. You're being raided by space pirates. They know better than to ask the enemy to just give up their own captain, so they handle it themselves. They walk to the dorms, crack open the first two doors they see, and woops, there you are. Bang. Pipe bomb gets thrown in your face."

"How does the weird numbering system fix that?"

"Simple. When there's an emergency on the ship, the one who gets woken up first...is me. The Evacuation Director is a highly intensive role requiring a lot of experience. Most E.Ds are retired captains. If the captain and co-captain bite it, authority gets passed to me."

"So...what do you do?"

"It's my job to know what to do when there's an emergency, and to respond to it as fast as possible. My dorm alone has six different buttons in it that wake up very specific configurations of crewmates to instantly respond to any possible crisis. I am in the perfect position to do one job and one job only - answer emergencies, and if need be, evacuate everyone safely."

"Have you ever done this before?"

"I have done this for almost every single Academy Station graduate for the last six hundred years." Jynx says it so matter-of-factly. It's hard not to take her seriously, even while she's upside-down.

"I had no idea you Greys could get that old."

"Who are you calling old...? I'm like, 32 in human years."

"How old are you for actually?"

"...................uh, 617?"

You can tell that's a lie almost instantly. "Really?"

"Ugh!! Fine! I'm like, 4,810. I've been around the block for well over half the time the Collective's even existed, so why don'tcha show me some respect and don't talk to me like I'm some kinda grandma!"

"Oh, right. Sorry, Jynx. Do a good job, okay?"

Jynx stops floating and lands perfectly upright in one of the bridge's seats, catching her hat with a forepaw. "I always do a good job."

[Option #2: ID#001, the Reactor Specialist]

"Hey, so I guess let's call ID 1 up here. They're not a member of the officers, right?" You ask.

"Correct. Vanilla is, however, very important because he's the Reactor Specialist. He makes sure the ship doesn't get enveloped in plasmatic hydrogen and become a star." Jynx says. "I'll call him up to the bridge so you can say hi."

Three minutes later, and Vanilla arrived.

"Vanilla is a Siccus. They're primarily composed of plant cells, but they aren't really 'plant-people' if you get my meaning. They don't play well with other plant-based aliens, and instead work well with animals, myconids, and silicatids, et cetera." Jynx rattled off a bit of alien trivia as Vanilla entered. You suppose that was for your sake.

"Nice to meet you, Vanilla!"

His gaze was intense. He seemed flowery in his superficial appearance, but there was little doubt in your mind that he was all-business.

"Captain. Name's Vanilla. I handle the solar reactor above the Gallery Deck. It produces light that rivals that of a star. Don't stare at it." He approaches your chair and...hands you an appropriately-sized pair of sunglasses.

"For small crewmates." He says. "Since you will have to look up a fair lot."

"Oh, thank you!" You put on the sunglasses. "They're so cool!"

Vanilla immediately strolls back over to the elevator.

"Oh! Are you leaving already?" You ask.

"I will be busy a lot of the time. Big ball of fire powers the ship. I am the guy who knows how to make it not go boom. Also. I need to give a few other small crewmates sunglasses, as well."

"Oh! Well, best of luck! I hope we can talk some more later when you're not so busy!"

Vanilla blinks slowly, but his expression doesn't change. "If you need shade...and I have free time to spare... I can stand over you. If you want." He says it in such a straightforward fashion, you don't realize he's flirting at first.

"O-oh. I'll think about it!! Hehehehe." You admit, he is definitely very nice to look at.

"Goodbye." And then he leaves.

"How long in advance did he make those sunglasses for you, I wonder." Jynx appears to have been keeping herself busy by drawing a picture of you wearing anime-style sunglasses on the room's big monitor.

[Option #3: ID#002, the Head Engineer] [This sequence contains: Thighs.]

"Can you call the Head Engineer up? The way I see it, they're basically one of the two most important people on a vessel like this." You say.

"Yeah, of course. Though really, the Captain's mates are the higher authority." Jynx says. She presses a button on her chair. "Lieutenant, we'd like to have a word with Moss Gilliam."

A minute later, and in strolls a rather...mossy and green character from the elevator.

"Miss Gilliam is a Miregreen Saltcony. You'll note the single eye and floral body." Jynx says.

"Hi, nice to meet you!" You say, standing up.

Moss approaches the Captain's chair and looks over the odd configuration of stuff on the cushion meant to accommodate for your size. Her huge eye looks over everything but you, seemingly. She blinks and then turns right around, seemingly to leave.

"Hey, wait, where are you going-?" You start, before Moss leaps up, her body passing entirely over you before landing against the regular-sized seat-back, sitting in your chair with your miniature captain's chambers between her legs. You crane your neck up and turn around to meet her eye, which only now is looking at you.

"Cap'n." Moss nods. "Welcome aboard the Rampant Lovelander. I hope you like the Dollhouse Theater I prepped for your Captain's seat. I figured it'd be cozier than a field of cushion fibers."

"Oh? You mean this miniature captain seat here is something you built?"

"It's not just a tiny chair, it's also a kitchenette, an office fit for a war room, a shower room, walk-in closet. Lounge. Exercise Room. A hella gamer setup. I especially love the Micro-Management sim at the back. It's got an interactive hologram of the whole ship with a live map of estimated positions of every crewmate. You can issue orders anywhere, anytime, to anyone, easier than ordering takeout. If y'ever wanted to feel BIG? That's why I called it the Dollhouse Theater." Moss offers a prideful smirk.

"Oh, wow! I'll have to check that out later. I guess I didn't know how impressed I should be. I thought you were just making fun of me for being small." You say.

"Well. The fact that it fits between my thighs with 2 inches to spare on either side is a nice bonus."

"About that..." You really tried as hard as you could to keep looking at Moss' face. The fact that her bare thighs and all were surrounding you like a wall of mountains was a bit hard to pretend to ignore.

"Miregreens like Moss usually are covered in bandages and flora to hide the parts of their bodies where their animal tissue meets the plants they symbiotically bond with. It's atypical to meet one so...exposed." Jynx says. She's not even looking.

"We don't have hands or feet or tails, so our 'paws' are bonded with plants that take the right shape. Most Saltcony also cover the side of our heads where our eye isn't, but I guess I'm 'an egomaniac' because I think I look pretty. I lead with with the best of me."

"Moss, could you at least ASK before you sit here and surround me with your thighs 'n crotch and all-!" You protest.

"Haha! Sure." Moss gets up, lifting one thigh and passing it over the Dollhouse Theater, before hopping up and out of the chair. She turns her head to you as she walks over to her own seat on the bridge. "Though, just remember that you can ask me for anything! If you want me to build anything, I'll do it. If you want me to introduce you to give you six new hobbies, I can do that. Or if you want to explode in the best way possible and wake up a week later sore in a hundred places-"

"Go sit down, Moss. And get in line. Everybody thinks the Captain's cute." Jynx says, almost bored.

"Yeah yeah. Killjoy." And off Moss goes to her seat. She winks at you from across the room. Or...blinks? Hard to tell, one eye. She is at least a little cute, you decide.

[Option 4: ID#003, the Head Communications Officer] [This sequence contains: paw.]

"Ok. Let's see. How about the Head Communications Officer. I think of the Commsperson and the Engineer as basically the two most important people on the ship, y'know." You say.

"Well, that's kind. You're wrong of course, because it's you and me, but still! Really nice of you to think that." Jynx says. She calls Mads to send up the HCO.

A minute or so later, a rather dignified...no...sleepy-looking, bunny-alien walks in from the elevator.

"Miss Zero is a Nevergreen Saltcony. Saltcony come in a few varieties, but the Nevergreens are the ones that always look cold and have legs and tails made of crystalized salt." Jynx says. She seems to have the biological information on the species of all the crewmates memorized.

"Howdy." Friya says. She doesn't walk closer or anything, she just greets you from across the room.

"Uh...howdy?" You reply.

"Howdy..." Friya says again. She's got one eye, the other side of her face has a big eyepatch across it. You know Saltcony only have the one eye, but it's a little odd that it's on one side of their head rather than in the center. For whatever reason, you find yourself paying a lot of attention to Friya's eye - probably because she looks so completely and utterly spaced out.

"Howdy. I'm Justine! What's your name?" You try to get anything else out of her.

"Friya."

"Hi Friya!" You smile! You try to plead with Jynx with your eyes for any sort of help at all.

"FRIYA!" Jynx shouts.

"AHiii...yes?" Friya seems to wake up for a moment.

"Go get some coffee. And quit staying up late playing MMOs before launch day. I will kick your ass if you embarrass the captain because you fall asleep at the wheel, got it?" Jynx clicks her tongue.

"Yes, ma'am. I'lla go right away. Ain't easy getting decent shuteye on the station. Sorry y'all."

"Don't worry about it!! We can chat more later when you feel a bit more alert!" You try to be encouraging.

Friya walks over to the captain's chair now, and lifts one of her paws. It's true, her leg is basically one big carved, salty rock. She lowers it over you and...pets your head. It's surprisingly gentle - well, as gentle as getting pressed on by a big rocky ceiling can be. Little salt grains slightly taller than you are fall around you.

"You're a...good egg. Nice ta meet ya, Captain." Friya murmurs.

"U-uh...! Yeah! Nice to meet you too." You say, trying not to flinch under the unyielding weight of her foot.

With that, Friya heads back down the elevator.

Jynx blinks slowly. "Ugh, she acts like she's still a college student, it's the worst. At least she keeps a decent sleep schedule while she's on the ship."

"How do you know everybody, Jynx?" You ask.

"Not everybody. Just the characters."

ID#004 is You.

ID #005 is Mads, the Co-Captain, otherwise known as the First Mate.

[Option #5: ID#006, the Second Mate] [This sequence has: Licking.]

"The first mate is the co-captain right? I don't think I need to do a proper introduction to the Lieutenant. I think we already did that, more or less. So...how about the second mate?" You say.

"Good choice." Jynx says, pushing the intercom button on her chair. "Hey Mads, Jynx. Send Nadira up."

Rather than waiting in silence for a minute for Nadira to arrive, Jynx continues talking to you while you wait. "Now, before Nadira arrives, I should let you know that she's a Phosfynx. They're a canid-like alien that swaps between a bipedal anthropoid morphology and a quadrupedal one in accordance with the moon. Though, without a moon to sync up with, they swap every other day, more or less. Nadira's a biped today. And this is important, so listen - Phosfynx have a 'crown' with a serpent head. That's where her real eyes are, so try not to look at it. Her 'main' head's eyes are just eye-spots, kind of like an orca. It wigs out her species when others meet their real eyes' gaze because it sets off their prey instincts. They were in kind of a middle of the food chain position on their home planet, see."

"Don't look at the snake head, got it." You say.

Nadira arrives just as soon as you finish that sentence.

Her winter boots produce squeaks against the polished floors. She prances with a confident strut over to your chair, then right past it. Then she stops and backs up until she's in front of your chair again.

"...I forgot the Captain was a Sellan on the way up here." She says. She kneels in front of your chair to be more at your eye-level. You can tell from the way she moves her head she's intentionally doing her best to make it look like she's looking at you with the eye-spots on her big canine head. It's hard not to occasionally glance at the snake-head, especially when you notice the smaller hat.

[Footnote: Regarding the Translator] [The Interplanetary Translator worn by all the characters has a few quirks that are worth re-iterating. For starters, the way it works is by collecting a huge amount of data from spoken language, before mapping several language models in an attempt to find the best fit. This process is fast only because it takes a Hypercomputer's worth of processing to accomplish. However, it's worth noting that its translations prioritize successful communication of core concepts over perfect accuracy. Jynx, for instance, has never seen an orca in her entire life, and definitely would never reference an Earth animal as an example. Instead, the translator pulled this example in order to communicate the idea faster.

Another quirk of The Translators is that they censor slurs, epithets, pet-names, and other slang for species' names using an arbitrary catch-all term. These terms exist for every species, but the only one you need to know is "Sellan" for humans. Whenever a character calls a human "Sellan", it is a placeholder for a word in that character's home-language that refers to humans, but cannot be Translated because it is derogatory, potentially offensive, or would be difficult to parse. Basically, the Translators have a built-in feature that stops the Collective from giving each other insulting Ben 10-style alien nicknames.

Okay, back to adventure.]

"Uh, it's okay!! As long as you don't accidentally forget I'm small while I'm on the floor or somewhere, it's fine if you take a little bit to get used to it!"

"We are Nadira III. Honorable princess of great repute. It's nice to meet you, Captain."

"Oh, are you actually a princess? That's super cool!" You say.

Out of the corner of your eye, you look past Nadira at Jynx. Jynx is doing a 'cut it out' motion with her forepaw over her neck. She's also holding up a holographic screen that reads 'She's not a princess, none of them are princesses. They just talk like that. Nobody knows why.'

"The Captain thinks I'm cool..." Nadira seems to blush for a moment, before regaining her composure. "We shall be the bestest of friends. You shalt not refuse."

"Y-yeah! Okay! We can be friends if you want! Looking forward to working with you!" You hold out a hand for a handshake. You know it's very very small, but the gesture can't hurt, right?

The sphinxfoxgirl instead leans in closer, closer, closer. When her snout almost touches you, she sticks out her tongue, and her tongue presses you down in your chair. She laps at your body for a moment, before lifting her head and letting you slowly drip off of her tongue. She lifts her pawfingers and dries your dot of a body out of the droplet of spittle she left on your whole region.

"A handshake is plebian and unbefitting of authority and princesses like us. A kiss is much more in line with Our stature. We look forward to working with you, Princess Captain Skylor."

You try to dry the front of your spacesuit with your hands. ...Nope, still gonna be a little soggy for the rest of the day. "Uh...yeah!! See you later, Nadira! I'll call you when I need something."

Nadira heads over to her chair. She keeps seeming to be tasting something in her mouth, like she's sucking on a piece of candy. Is she...appreciating your flavor? That's a bit weird.

"The Second Mate usually handles diplomatic duties, by the way." Jynx says.

"I am quite diplomatic." Nadira says it in an oddly defensive manner, like she's trying to hoard her position to herself.

[Option #6: ID#007, the Third Mate] [This sequence contains: Sharp claws.]

"Can you call up the Third Mate to the bridge?"

"Yup. On it."

Topsy plods off the elevator a minute or two later.

"Topsy is a Demi-human." Jynx says, beginning to prattle off some sort of rehearsed info-dump, but you have to stop her right away.

"Sorry, a Demi-human?"

"Oh...uh... sorry, hang on. Just call them 'Demis' for simplicity's sake. The Translator automatically fills in the suffix part of their name with a common referent for bipedal aliens. There really isn't a more convenient word for Topsy's species; even their own language refers to themselves as "Half-and-Halfs" or something to that effect. Right?"

Topsy nods.

"Uh, hi! Sorry to be talking about you rather than to you. I'm Justine!" You put out your hand for a handshake.

Topsy approaches and lifts one of his arms, holding out a razor-sharp claw from one of his digits. It's so sharp, in fact, it's thinner than your microscopic body at its edge. You...carefully and gently hold the tip of it and shake it. It's a very dangerous finger-handshake.

"Topsy. I'm in charge of safety. Let me know if your spacesuit needs adjusting or anything. It's my job to make sure there's life-vests and breathable atmosphere aboard for everyone."

"Oh, neat! Do the claws help you with your safety-stuff?" You can't help but ask.

"Nah. Well, yeah. If you're ever tied up I've got ya. But really I just like to paint m'nails."

"Oh, neat!! Maybe we could do that together." You offer.

"That's awesome." He points at you with the knife's edge of his scary-sharp claw. "You're a real one."

"Ahaha...t-thanks!" You gulp. Mental note: do not make him mad.

"Remind me to get you safety goggles and a swimsuit and the like later. It's no rush, but you ought to have them just in case. For now I've gots to go and check the seatbelts on the escape pods."

"Oh, right! Th-that sounds important. Best of luck!" You weren't trying to dismiss him so quickly, but it was hard not to be at least a little intimidated, despite how otherwise relaxed Topsy seemed to be.

Topsy tips his hat with one of his claws, and then plods right back out towards the elevator. He really is quite a weird beast - half-cat, half-human-ish, all chill. Though, he is quite a bit bigger than humans were now, obviously.

"You know, he's actually really precise with those claws of his," Jynx says, seemingly to nobody in particular. "He can slice the clothes right off you without even leaving a scratch."

You consider chewing Jynx out for the unnecessary aside, but the instant you began thinking about what she said, it became hard to get it out of your head.

[Option #7:ID#008, the Fourth Mate] [This sequence contains: expletives!]

"Yeah, let's call the fourth mate up to the bridge. Can you do that?"

"Yeah, sure thing, Captain." Jynx is quick to reply, and just as quick to call 'Ramon Reilly' up to the bridge.

It takes a bit longer than you might otherwise have expected any of the other crewmates to arrive. In fact, it takes longer than five minutes.

"Hey...what's the hold-up? Nobody else so far has taken this long."

"Aw, just give poor Ramon a minute. He's always quite punctual and responsible, I'll have you know. I'm sure he just got caught up on the way." Jynx is snickering to herself about something.

"...Can I at least know what kind of person he is? What species is he?"

"Oh, he's perfectly normal. And just a swell dude, all around. Totally reliable. Easy to keep by your side."

You note her failure to answer the second question. "Then where is he?"

"Oh, or didn't you know? He's been in the room with us this entire time."

"No I didn't know? Am I being pranked, is he invisible or something?"

"Nyaha! Invisible. That's funny. Not at all, I thought you might be able to relate some! You and Ramon have a lot in common!"

"Jynx, go get Ramon. This is silly."

"Yeah, sure."

Jynx hops out of her chair and approaches a different one on the opposite side of the room. She reaches out one of her paws to the middle of it, and you hear a series of rustling, echoing noises over your earpiece. After a minute, you get a brief bit of sharp, loud feedback. And then, as Jynx picks him up, you hear Ramon speak.

"You seriously left me here on the chair overnight without my headset!? You frickin' brat! Unfuckinbelievable."

Jynx sets him down in front of you.

"Oh hey! I didn't know there were other humans on the ship! Let alone in the officers! Hi!" You perk up right away, forgiving Jynx for making you play a guessing game in your excitement.

"And whose fault is that, huh?" Ramon glares at the Grey looming off to the side of both of you.

"I'm not sorry, it was funny." Jynx states it flatly as though it were a fact of life.

"It was NOT funny! I had to wander the stupid friggin' cushion for half a day because you took my earpiece away. This shit SUCKS!! You macros are terrible!"

Jynx seemed to miss part of what Ramon said. "It doesn't have anything to do with me being a Grey! All of us think you humans are cute."

"Macros?" You ask.

"Oh yeah, that's a catch-all term for aliens the Translators-" Jynx starts.

"No, not that. Sorry, you probably can't get context, Jynx. I can understand Ramon without the translator, so I'm hearing what he's saying unfiltered, and I think part of what he's saying just...isn't being picked up and localized the right way." You pluck your translator off your ear for a moment, finding a little switch on the side to see if you can fiddle it on or off while someone else is talking.

"Okay, Ramon, can you tell me what a 'macro' is?" You say, putting your earpiece back in, ready to force-switch it on and off in the middle of Ramon talking.

The boy seems all too eager to launch into a tirade. "All of these godforsaken fockin' aliens treat us people like dirt!! or germs!! it's indescribable!! The entire -" {kzzt} "- Collective tends to be more than a little handsy in some ways that are quite a bit irresponsible. I honestly feel quite disrespected when Triploids or Kiddians or Lydiates try to carry us Sellans in their -" {kzzt} "- wretched cavernous pussies! Every fuckin' minute I'm off of a human colony world is another minute of Hell!! And the fetishists drool their brains dry all 'OoOOoO I love macros, aliens are sooo hot. I'm gonna get MaRrIeD to this betentacled nerd who treats me like a nipple stud.' FORGET IT!! If I'm gonna get abandoned on a cushion and left there overnight like I gotta survive the fuckin' Sahara, I might as well -" {kzzt} "-take it up with someone who has a modicum more tact and care when handling vulnerable individuals. Surely, Captain, you understand where I'm coming from, when I say that-" {kzzt} "-getting fucking STEPPED on in gross dusty toes is worse than-" {kzzt} "-virtually any other potential embarrassment this unpredictable universe tends to throw us humans. I'm going to complain to the Bureaucrats about this the next chance I get." {kzzt} "Am I fuckin' wrong, or what? What the hell are you starin' at?"

Ramon looks winded after that long rant.

"Oh, I was just testing something with the Translator. I don't think people are hearing you swear up a storm and complain so...verbosely...about the whole...macros and Nanokink...thing." You say.

"...I knew that." Ramon didn't know that.

"You're the Fourth Mate, right? So I guess you handle tactical decisions and plan out resource management, and stuff like that. Nice to meet you, Ramon. I'm Justine. I'm the new Captain. Hopefully folks will be a little nicer to you as long as I'm in charge. I'll do my best, so... do me a favor, and try to keep a lid on the temper, please! It's not healthy for you to get so heated like that."

Ramon blushes for a moment, putting his hat on to cover his eyes so he doesn't have to look so completely dumbstruck. "Y-yeah. Alright, Captain. Sure. I'll...work on it."

"Jynx, can you go put Ramon back? And don't take stuff from humans without asking, that's dangerous."

For once, Jynx actually seems deferent to your authority. "Oh! Uh, right away, Captain."

[Option #8: ID#009, the Navigator] [This sequence contains: Paws, slime]

"I wanna meet my Navigator." You say to Jynx.

"Roger that, Captain. Paging Poppy Lorde." Jynx hums to herself for a moment, then seems to remember something.

"Oh, Captain, I should tell you, before she arrives on the deck - she's got a chronic condition affecting Salmalkin. It's not contagious, but like...you know how normal Salmalkin look?"

"Uh, they're bluish-green, with red fur during certain parts of the year, with a generally fishlike appearance, right?"

"Right. Anyway, Poppy is bright pink with purple-ish hues and red fur. She's got a bubblegum-looking appearance, and she's a bit gooey all over. Her entire outer layer of blubber is composed of a non-Newtonian fluid that can dissolve and release oxygen."

"You mean she's made of breathable goo?" You blink.

"Yyyyeah, more or less." Jynx seems apprehensive. Maybe she just doesn't want to get into the technical details.

"What even causes a condition like that?"

"It's an environmental thing. Salmalkin bodies adapt to swim in many different places. Even ones that aren't water."

The elevator door opens. Poppy strolls in and hops up onto one of the tables to the side of the room and lays down on it.

"Hi Poppy!" You say.

"Hiya Captain. Sorry if I seem out of sorts. I've been bored stiff parked here waiting for ya. The ship's way more fun than a stuffy campus space-station. We've got foosball tables aboard." She's a bit irreverent, and gives off the impression of a slacker.

"Well! We're launching tomorrow! So get excited for that! And you're navigating, right? So I hope I can count on you." You say, tilting your head a little bit.

"Count on me?" Poppy seems to perk up, and approaches your chair, lifting a paw over you. It drips a long string of sticky, viscous goop that makes contact with you before she lifts it up and gets you stuck to her front pawtoes. She flips her paw over to get a good look at you.

"Count on me? Wow. I can't remember the last time someone talked down to me like that. You're real spirited for a girl smaller than a sprinkle, huh? Well, lookie here. I'm the champ round these parts. I keep the ship from running into meteors or black holes on the outside, and I keep brats and jocks from thinking they've got the run of the place on the inside."

She claps her front paws together and pulls a string of goop out between them. You're stuck in the middle as it slowly thins and droops the further apart her paws get from each other. You can't exactly speak when you're swimming in her pawgoop. You also sincerely don't want to breathe it, but the longer she talks, the harder it gets to hold your breath until you gasp in. Her slime fills your lungs, and as gross as it is to have the thickness of it in you, it's definitely entirely breathable.

Poppy keeps talking. "We can play ball, you and I. We're both in the business of giving orders and knowing better than everybody else, right? So we're going to call it a competition. I might not have the know-how to be a captain, but that's fine, 'cuz that's not what I want anyway. How about this - If you win and one-up me in whatever contests I toss your way, Captain Dotgirl, I'll get you vacay reservations to the most exclusive resort hotspots in the galaxy. I'll pay for your media subscription services. I'll shove your bullies in lockers. But if I win, I'll add "Toegoop Sniffer" to your list of responsibilities and roles aboard the ship, yeah?"

She rolls the long, stretched string of gooey gum between her front paws, spinning you like cotton candy. Finally, she flexes the digits on her front paw again, and you drip out of her pawslime and back into your seat, mostly dry aside from the fact that you feel sticky all over. You're at least grateful Poppy's pink stuff doesn't cling to your hair.

"What kind of offer is that? I'm the Captain, I don't have to do anything you say if I don't want to, you know." You retort, but Poppy seems unconvinced.

"Oh! Well. I guess 5-star hot springs aren't your thing, huh? What is, I wonder." The fishcat seems to be trying to attach a value to you with her eyes.

"Come back to me when you figure it out. Until then, I! am going to talk to someone else on the crew manifest and try to feel a little less covered in bubblegum." You cross your arms. You try to think about your hobbies for a second and actually consider something you would be willing to risk contesting Poppy over.

Well, you liked anime and games, and you also were a pretty decent climber and hiker. You liked plushies, too, you guess. But there wasn't really anything you really wanted so much you would go for some kind of vapid ego contest like that. ...except maybe...that one thing. That one really embarrassing thing. Ehehehe...yeah...maybe that. But you were definitely never going to let her hear you say it, and definitely not where anyone else could hear it.

Poppy goes over to her own seat. She occasionally steals daring and competitive glances at you. She's pretty cute aside from her desire to prove she's better than you for some reason.

[Option #9: ID#011, the Chief Bosun] [This sequence contains: Thighs]

"Can I talk with 11? The...Bosun?" You struggle to remember much more than the top few lines of the crew list, even after just having looked at it.

"Yeah. Just so you know, there's like, a quartermaster and a bosun for every section of the ship, basically. The Chief Bosun is just in charge of all of them." Jynx goes right ahead and pages Jora to come up.

She arrives within the minute, and instantly swings herself into her chair without looking at you first.

"Hi! Nice to meet you!" You start.

"Skylor, right? I'm Jora. I'm the one who built the ship. A fortress of my design."

"Oh, really? That's kind of impressive-!" You look around and try to picture Jora working on all this stuff with her paws. It always astonishes you how dexterous quadrupedal aliens like her can be sometimes.

"I had help. I'll introduce ya to the Bosun's Mates when I feel like it."

"That's not your chair." Jynx interjects.

"Oh, isn't it?" Jora seems to take it as a challenge. "I installed the things. They swivel cuz I said so. But suddenly they're not mine just 'cuz someone else sits in it?"

"That's the way assigned seats works, yes."

"Hah!! Fine. How about this one, then?" Jora hops up and approaches your seat. She throws herself into it with a huff. She seems almost to disregard your presence between her huge thighs until she crosses her legs and you find yourself rolled between her haunches.

"That's the Captain's seat." Jynx doesn't seem to be mad so much as playing along.

"Aw, please! We can share." Jora squeezes you tighter. Your miniature-scale Captain's room-setup on the chair is thankfully spared, but you are rubbed up and down across Jora's massive, smooth, somewhat slick thighs.

"Don't hug me with your legs so tight, if you're going to insist that-!" You protest, trying and failing to push the unyieldingly thick heft of Jora's thigh off of you.

Jora complies immediately and spreads herself out, letting you fall back into your small-seat and catch your breath some. She chuckles, seeming to savor your reactions. "Sorry! I get a little...'handsy' sometimes. I can't help but hug what I love, and I adore humans." She flutters her star-shaped eyes at you.

It's difficult to think of something to say back when the gap between Jora's thighs has been absolutely steamy with her body's warmth since she approached you.

"W-w-well!! A-at least ask for permission the next time you want to s-share, okay?" You stutter, trying and failing to keep yourself from blushing. Dangit. It was way too easy to flirt with you.

"Yeah, yeah. I'll keep it in mind. Mind if I sit here a while longer?"

"Uh, g-go ahead?"

Jora got up, though, and sat in a third chair. "Nah, I changed my mind. We're launching tomorrow, so everybody's running around pecking at me to do stuff. I'd rather play when I've got a free evening. If I wanna kill some time, I wanna kill hours of it all at once. You go do your thing and call up whoever else you wanna meet in the officers."

"Oh, yeah, good point. Good point."

"Don't say 'good point', that's letting her win. Don't just roll over and let her give you thigh-hugs whenever she wants to." Jynx is invested.

"Yeah, Captain. Don't just roll over and take it. It's more fun for me if you fight and squirm."

Well, now you don't know what to think.

[Option #10: ID#018, whose role name escapes me] [This sequence contains: implied violence, threatened violence/gore.]

"Is #18 important?" You ask. You genuinely can't even remember looking at the crew manifest any more. The mere thought of that exhaustively long list makes you want to curl up and sleep.

Jynx tries to auto-complete your poor understanding of the crew list. "Well...#17 is the Bulkhead Bosun, but #18 is the Airlock Specialist. They're not really an officer, so I dunno if they're necessarily -"

"Oh, yeah, call them up here! The Airlock Specialist handles the airlock, so if I ever end up in space, I'd wanna know I can trust whoever's at the door." You cut her off immediately.

"...Yeah, okay. Let's see...#18 is... oh geez. Chemisier Avaleur." Jynx winces and presses the call button on her chair anyway.

Twelve seconds pass. The door to the elevator slams open. You weren't even aware it could slam open. A premonition of death wafts in, and Chemisier steps into the bridge shortly after.

"Hello! It's nice to meet you!" You greet her. She doesn't respond, instead looking at Jynx and nodding her head.

"Yeah, I'll tell her." Jynx says, then pulls up a document on the big monitor. "Ahem. First of all, I'd like to state that Chemisier is a Rasqué, whose primary characteristics are a lifespan somewhere in the ballpark of eight months, and a fantastic cross-generational cultural memory. You shouldn't have to worry about it for a while, considering Chemisier is middle-aged, but somewhere around four months from now Chemisier's progeny will seemlessly replace her and most of us won't be able to tell the difference. That is, if not for her...appearance." Jynx mimes a black eye.

"Uh? What do you mean?" You're mostly just trying to be polite. You weren't going to mention the weird eye, actually.

"Hooo...well. This document here is a Bureaucracy-issued Class E Restriction on Chemisier Avaleur. Quote, 'Following the incident on 3-22-13-9010' (so, about 44 days ago), 'Chemisier Avaleur is barred from interaction with the following species: Vyrmkin, Nezumites, Humans, and Salmalkin. This restriction shall remain in place until such time as Chemisier has been rehabilitated.' That's what it says." Jynx reads it with something of a distraught look on her face.

"Oh. Well, Chemisier, you might not be able to interact with me directly, but...I won't tell anybody if you talk out loud while I happen to be in earshot. I'm still happy to have you as a part of the crew!"

The mouse-snouted alien seems to ponder this for a minute. Finally, she speaks. Her voice is raspy and stressful to listen to.

"I handle the airlocks. I like them. They're cold. The job is easy. I don't have to talk to anyone. I don't like small little freaks that get in the way. I had a different job before this one. I got removed from that job and put on this ship because they told me it was bad to try and flatten the little freaks into tattoos for getting in the way. I got in a fight. I won."

"Yyyyes...thanks, Avaleur. You can go now." Jynx is eager to not be in the same room as Chemisier as soon as possible.

"Whoa whoa! Jynx, you mean Chemisier tried to crush humans and some other folks, too? What's that about-?" You lean out of your chair a little bit. You feel like you ought to know.

Chemisier answers first. "Body paint is chic. Humans would be...better as smears." She growls.

Jynx has already pressed the call button on her chair and is murmuring a command to it. "Can we get someone from security up to the bridge to detain Avaleur? I really don't think she should be in the same room as the captain."

"No!" You chastise. "I don't get it, what would possess you to do that? We should all get along here-!" You weren't sure if you were talking to Jynx or Chemisier at this point. Maybe both of them.

"Khehehe..." Chemisier stalks forward with a hoarse little giggle. "You're...an interesting bug. It's so hard to even think of most of you as people. You're just...skittering things. You actually seem to think enough to be able to surprise me. I can't decide... Whether I want to bite down on you to see what happens. Or. put you in this awful, restrictive dive suit they stuck me in and see how long it takes to turn you into a stamp."

She's almost upon you now. You're more than a little tempted to hide behind your chair, but you remain firm and stare directly into Chemisier's eyes. It's odd how passionate and bright they seem when they're so obviously messed up from fights.

"You really shouldn't talk to me that way. I'm the Captain, so I have to look out for everyone. That includes you, too." You're scared, but you don't move a muscle.

Chemisier leers down at you with a snarl. "KHAHAHA!!! ARE YOU KIDDING!? MY SISTER EATS YOU LITTLE FREAKS FOR BREAKFAST!"

Jynx taps the call button again. "Bring the sleep-gun. Step on it."

You remain firm, and speak as clearly as you can. You can feel sweat on your forehead. "I don't think you want to hurt people. I think you're just saying that to be scary." You have to admit, she is more than a little scary, especially when her face towers over you so high you have to crane your neck to look her in the eyes.

"YOU LITTLE PUNK. I COULD CRUSH YOU FASTER THAN YOU COULD BLINK. YOU WOULD COME OUT IN THE WASH AND NOTHING WOULD BE LEFT."

"So what? Anyone could do that! I'm still here, though, aren't I?"

Chemisier continues drooling and grimacing. You can feel every rage-filled breath wash over you.

Nevertheless, several seconds pass, and you lose your patience having her in your personal space like this.

"What are you waiting for? If you wanted to hurt me, you would have done something already! Either do something or...or fuck off, and quit fogging up my glasses!" You squeak.

Chemisier remains in place for a second, then her crazed expression practically falls off of her face, and she stands back up and takes a few steps back. She looks just as bored and deathly tired as she did when she walked in. She sits on the floor and lets out a throaty sigh.

"...You said your name was Skylor during your speech. I'll remember that. Let's talk again, some other time. I've been having a bad year."

Just then, a few security guards appeared from the auxiliary elevator. They burst into the room and fired some beam at Chemisier. You didn't really even get a good look at them, they were so fast.

The villainess of a Rasqué fell forward, landing on her face and appeared immediately groggy. She sighed. "I'll be seeing you...Captain." She quickly passed out and got hauled off, leaving you in silence once more.

"Never do that again." Jynx stared at you gravely.

"I'll do whatever I want, I'm in charge." You shoot back.

You have no idea what possessed you to do all that. But somehow, you feel proud of yourself for trying.

[Option 11: ID#024, who I seem to remember being important] [This sequence contains: Utter nonsense.]

"...You know, I kind of want to know who the head doctor on the ship is." You say.

"No you don't." Jynx contradicts you. She seems utterly confident in herself.

"Yeah I do. Call the head doctor up to the bridge. I figure they're just as important as anybody else on the ship. Can't do our jobs if we're sick."

"Alright, but don't say I didn't warn you." Jynx taps the call button on her chair. "Hey, Lieutenant Bitwise, can you send up-"

The elevator door opens before Jynx finishes. On it stands a weirdo quadrupedal alien in a kigurumi...?

"Who's this?" You ask.

"-Nevermind Lieutenant, he's here already." Jynx finishes on the call. "Yeah, I have no idea why/how Dr. Inkblood got here before I finished asking for him."

You try to place the look on his face. Is it a smile? A grimace? It's weird, but for how expressive he looks, he seems to be in an entirely neutral mood.

"Nice to meet you, Doctor! Care to tell me about yourself?"

Dr. Inkblood speaks up in a light and boyish voice. "Yeap. I'm Ed." He puts a forepaw to the side of his head, and then starts talking again, in a voice that sounds exactly like Jynx's. "That's Ed Inkblood, he's the Head Doctor. He's a Kawaigu, a species whose main population isn't in space yet technically. The spacefaring ones are neurodivergent and are called Sillymanders. They're a bit unpredictable, so try to be patient. Despite whatever first impression he leaves you with, I can give you my assurance that Ed's a trained and experienced medical professional. We don't know why, but he sat through med school with perfect attendance and behavior in a way that seems entirely uncharacteristic of the short attention spans of his ilk. We aren't sure what his game is, but he tends to go missing and be hard to find once he boards the ship until you need him for something. We don't know where he goes, to be honest." Ed finishes impersonating Jynx and then blinks very slowly at you.

You turn to look at Jynx. She seems just as dumbfounded as you are. "That's more or less what I would have said, yeah."

You turn back to Dr. Inkblood. He's six feet closer than before, even though you didn't hear him walk closer.

"Well, I hope we get along, doctor!"

"Hey, what's that?" He points behind you.

You turn to look, and Dr. Inkblood is standing on the opposite side of the room in the place that he was pointing to. Well, that's confusing. He taps a button on the far console and pulls up a diagram on the room's big monitor. It's a simplified model of the human brain, rendered in a scribbly, low-detail manner. It's colored in sloppily, and signed "Ed Inkblood" in perfect English cursive at the bottom.

Inkblood produces a yardstick from behind his back - hang on, that's the same yardstick Lieutenant Bitwise had earlier - and points to a small node highlighted in blue around the lower center of the brain. "Captain, this is the amygdala. It's an almond-sized thing that you need to turn short-term memory into long-term memory, and it also does something involving decision-making and emotional responses, probably." He circles it with the yardstick. "Neurological anatomy varies greatly between species, but in humans like you, this is our very important culprit."

"Culprit? What's this lecture about?" You ask.

"Neurocognitive biases responsible for the demonstration of a single instance of the Mere Exposure Coincidence and/or Nanokink Effect." Ed rattles off the answer like you just asked him what he had for breakfast this morning.

"Eh?"

Ed puts a paw to the side of his head, and speaks in a voice that sounds almost identical to yours. "Oh! I get it! You're the type of person who likes to give a gift to the new Captain by giving them a salient biology lecture that potentially affects their tenure!"

"...Is that prescriptive?" You ask. You're not sure how you feel about having words put in your mouth.

Ed uses his normal voice for a moment. "No, this is prescriptive." And then he launches right back into it. "In six days, I'm going to go to bed with a Blood Alcohol Level of .14 because I don't know I can't handle a Moscow Mule yet!"

"What's a Moscow Mule?" You ask.

"Don't worry about it." Jynx replies.

Ed whaps the big monitor with the yardstick to get your attention again and resumes his lecture in his regular voice. "This part of your squishy brains is the culprit. The novelty of encountering entirely new and unfamiliar specimens in-person freaks out your amygdala, and causes it to falsely allocate a disproportionate amount of short-term memory to long-term very rapidly. Neurochemically speaking, it's an extremely emotional process, so you perceive the flood of hormones, oxytocin, and dopamine as a 'Love at First Sight' phenomenon. You implicitly trust aliens you meet in-person much faster than you might unfamiliar people. This is a cognitive bias that will put you in dangerous situations if you're unprepared. Hey look behind you what's that?"

You turn around. Ed is miraculously behind you. He's got a chainsaw. He revs it menacingly. You flinch instinctively just because of how loud and scary chainsaws are, but Dr. Inkblood just seems to be trying to make a point along the lines of 'you turned your back on someone you just met?' and you're not entirely sure how effectively the message comes across when he seems to defy all logic. You get the impression you're supposed to turn back around again, and so you turn back around to look at the big monitor again. Sure enough, Ed's at the big monitor again somehow.

The slideshow has progressed to a drawing of several other alien species, with the same drawing of a human brain superimposed on their heads. The brain drawing now has a fish tail or a plant stem or various other doodles sticking out of it depending on the alien species in question.

"So as I was saying, you will trust others when you meet them in-person more easily than they might deserve. Be aware of this bias, obviously." Ed smacks one of the drawings on the monitor with the yardstick. All their expressions change to look frustrated with him. This would be an impressive magic trick, but it's a touch-responsive hologram projected on glass, so you're not impressed. "But we're talking about a Coincidence, Captain. So keep in mind that even though others have differently shaped brains than you, that run on plant or fish oil, they still experience some version of this same thing. It just works differently in its nitty-gritty mechanics. Others will develop a crush on you when they meet you in person, too. This may be dangerous for you for entirely different reasons. Also, this particular Coincidence has its effects magnified when encountering multiple individuals at once, so anyone who's ever encountered a crowd of humans at once will have experienced a much stronger version of this phenomenon. We call it 'the Nanokink Effect' when an individual demonstrates a romantic or sexual attraction to all humans following an encounter with a crowd of them." He clears his throat. "There is a 78% Nanokink saturation among crewmates of the Rampant Lovelander. In other words, 3 out of 4 of your crewmates have a fetish for your presence. Sun Tzu says know the enemy and yourself and you need not fear the result of a hundred battles."

"Who the heck is Sun Tzu?" Jynx asks.

"Who IS Sun Tzu?" Ed blinks slowly, then sticks out his tongue and winks.

"..." You stare at Dr. Ed Inkblood for what feels like the longest four seconds of your life. He's completely goofy, arguably a liability for how bizarre he acts. Yet you can't seem to shake the feeling that he's the smartest person in the room by a country mile, and not just because of the medical degree. "I think I get what you're trying to say. I'll keep that in mind, thanks." You sigh. You were admittedly sort of hoping the ship's head doctor would be a curvy nurse-looking type.

"Yeap. Here's my number. Use it if you ever need me to make a 'house call'. Fair warning: it's completely normal if it goes to voicemail."

The slide on the big monitor flips to read: Dr. Ed Inkblood M.D. Channel: MERL Line: NVR-7RU5T

"Yeah got it, thanks!" You say. "Nice to meet you, Doctor!"

You think you've got a handle on how this works now. You turn around to look at the elevator. Yup, he's there already somehow.

"Yep. Don't stay up late tonight! Go straight to bed, yeap. You'll thank me in the morning, yeap."

And down the elevator he goes.

You turn around. Ed is back at the big monitor. He grabs the yardstick out from under the desk. "Sorry, I forgot this on my way out."

Your palm hits your face. You take it back. This guy's a doofus.

~~~

After talking to all the officers, you and Jynx agree to call it a day. You're able to navigate the Lovelander better than you initially expect. There's a system of human-scale walkways along the walls with escalators that move and make navigating the ship way faster than your walking speed.

You get lost at least a little, but eventually you manage to find your way to Dorm #004, the Captain's Quarters. It's sized for normal aliens, but you find the floor has many segmented platforms for your access and ease. It's surprisingly easy to navigate a bedroom for someone thousands of times your size.

Atop the pillow, there's a cozy mattress-suite bigger than a king-size to you. It's actually rather stable on the pillow, and you are able to get comfortable pretty easily. You suppose this miniature setup meant for you is another gift from the Head Engineer, in all likelihood. You get the Computer to turn off the lights and try to get to sleep.

An hour passes, but you're still awake. It's difficult to get to sleep when you're this excited and anxious. For whatever reason, you feel like you need to...talk to someone. Confide. Hug? You don't know.

You think about it. Finally, you come to a decision. You're gonna invite someone to your room.

{Most of these choices weren't yet written at the time of Cohost's closure.} Option 1: Jynx Option 2: Vanilla Option 3: Moss Option 4: Friya Option 5: Nadira {To Chapter 5} Option 6: Topsy Option 7: Ramon Option 8: Poppy Option 9: Jora Option 10: Chemisier Option 11: Inkblood

[gizm0-gadgetz]

Finally a reveal of what's under that third lense

Yes it operates as an eye but its not xeirs

[rukimakino-heirofheart]

honestly when it comes to game devs that are way too ambitious and risk burning themselves out and yet somehow manage to produce actual results even though it should never work, andrew hussie was probably healthier on the whole

and keep in mind that hussie was publishing at a blatantly unsustainable pace, using an art style that, by her own admission, makes them feel "more like a pixel engineer than an artist," and when she eventually made a traditional VN still kept doing the "one CG per page" thing even when spritework would serve the stylistic goals of the piece more effectively

that's how absurdly extra we're talking

jynx is currently working on a side-scrolling action platformer while regularly updating the gacha and remastering the original 3 games/working on the len'en 4 update. part of their stated reason for adopting a vtuber persona is that otherwise they couldn't officially post without there being Lore Implications. as mentioned elsewhere in the reblogs, their chat has to remind them to eat.

it's a lot

jynx absolutely fascinates me as a game dev because they're like. inspiration but in the opposite way of literally everything they've ever done

jynx decided they want to make touhou-like shmups, and decided to approach this by building most patterns around extremely fast bullets relying entirely on player reaction or having already seen a pattern before, infamously the most disliked and player-antagonistic way of approaching bullet hells

jynx added a great iteration on touhou-like shmups with flash bombing, an infinitely regenerating way to clear bullets if you put yourself in active danger in contrast to the use of bombs as a safe but finite resource, and then made sure you could only use it if you aren't focusing your shots, which you spend over 90% of a touhou-like doing

jynx created "absurdly extra" stages just as a complete fuck you to the player. half of them are humanly impossible to complete

jynx's version of character development is to add more characters. jynx will drop one of the most fascinating backstories you've ever heard that has groundbreaking and sweeping impacts on len'en lore, yet somehow being entirely consistent with it, and then proceed to do literally nothing and minutes later introduce another character with one of the most fascinating backstories you've ever heard. len'en has 40+ characters and all of them have been in perpetual Big Things Are Coming hell for over half a decade

jynx has spent over an alledged 15 years working on the world and lore in mugenri and the outside world, desperately wants to share this and continually mentions the short stories and lore dumps they write, which we never see, because they have somehow convinced themself the only way to show this story is through touhou-likes, which are notable for showing "story" as an excuse for people to shoot bullets at each other

jynx treats feature creep like an arms race. there isn't a single idea they come up with that doesn't end up in a game or is planned to at a later date. len'en 4 is still technically unfinished despite it having enough paths to dwarf all the previous len'en games combined thrice over and featuring the entire cast of the series in it (i will stress again, 40+ characters), and they've promised a dlc with even more stuff to do

jynx wanted to make a mobile cafe management simulator after having made nothing but bullet hell shmups on pc, just because it sounded fun, realised their previous tools couldn't make mobile games well, realised they'd be going in entirely blind on a new tech stack, realised they'd be going in blind on a genre they have no experience with, decided to tag on a second entire game to the cafe management with a turn-based rpg, realised they also have no experience with that genre, continued anyway, learnt how to use unity from the ground up, realised the multitude of issues unity development brings, decided every single character also needed to be in this one with unique boss battles, realised the problems of having 40+ character assets and 5min+ music themes in a mobile game that very infamously is a platform you need to stick to strict asset and tech limitations, decided to stream in assets from a server, made it a live service game because it would be online and that was an obvious next step, stuck through it, totalling in five years of dev time to make a full "gacha" game that is generous beyond belief and makes them a net zero in ad revenue vs server costs

jynx iterates nothing. literally everything you see in their games is the first go and if it sucks, too bad

jynx creates all their music with default fl studio sounds and the touhou trumpet. everything's unmixed. they earnestly believe that loud = better

jynx, allegedly, "blacks out" when making music after hitting some kind of flow state, and wakes up with a complete track. like everything else, these are never iterated on

jynx wrote the entirety of len'en 4's 100,000+ word script in one week. i don't even have a funny comment for this one

jynx doesn't think len'en would fit the format of a visual novel despite the fact len'en 4 has a 100,000+ word script

jynx refuses to collab with anyone for any reason. motives unclear

jynx did three 12 hour back-to-back livestreams crunching to finish book of the cafe. literally no part of this is a good idea

jynx is like the quintessential representation of everything you shouldn't do as a game dev. they should have burnt out years ago and been remembered as nothing but a random quirky touhou ripoff that was an interesting yet janky interpretation but ultimately went nowhere and YET here we are coming in to len'ens decade anniversary

how the fuck is jynx a real person. why am i so obsessed with everything they've ever made

[yugiohcardsdaily]

Also assigning the SDV marriables/singles Pokemon teams because, again, the hyperfixation is strong.

And hell, I'll assign them a Trainer Class, too, though I won't strictly adhere to the Type limitations.

Abigail - Sableye, Morpeko, Carbink, Gengar, Mismagius, Gourgeist Trainer Class: Hex Maniac

Alex - Machamp, Houndoom, Lucario, Cinderace, Gardevoir, Gallade Trainer Class: Rising Star

Elliott - Chandelure, Kingler, Swanna, Milotic, Roserade, Florges Trainer Class: Beauty/Gentleman

Emily - Mr. Mime, Drifblim, Mawile, Jynx, Hypno, Oricorio Trainer Class: Fairy Tale Girl

Haley - Lopunny, Tsareena, Rotom (mostly in Phone form), Alolan Raichu, Sylveon, Galarian Rapidash Trainer Class: Lass

Harvey - Blissey, Skarmory, Clefable, Audino, Indeedee, Appletun Trainer Class: Doctor

Leah - Venusaur, Vespiquen, Smeargle, Sudowoodo, Pachirisu, Ditto Trainer Class: Artist

Maru - Metagross, Ferrothorn, Togedemaru, Reuniclus, Klinklang, Minior Trainer Class: Engineer

Penny - Wigglytuff, Bewear, Tyrantrum, Aurorus, Runerigus, Golurk Trainer Class: Teacher

Sam - Toxtricity, Incineroar, Exploud, Beheeyem, Obstagoon, Arcanine Trainer Class: Rocker

Sebastian - Greninja, Toxicroak, Politoed, Mimikyu, Silvally, Zoroark Trainer Class: Cooltrainer

Shane - Blaziken, Miltank, Gogoat, Ampharos, Emboar, Garbador Trainer Class: Rancher/Birdkeeper (even though I gave him one bird)

[betterpiner]

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[pheanirarts]

It was about time that I gave this a shot and I am partially surprised at myself for not doing this sooner. I have grown to like the instrumental setup for my project CEoMI, so I thought that I needed to remix this theme in my style. Among the OST from the Len'en Project, this is one of (maybe) 3 or 4 themes that I actually like to listen to.

This remix is an actual 'remix' and doesn't follow the original as close as my other rearranges, except for its motifs.

Anyway, hope you enjoy! ♪ (Earphones recommended)

The original theme "Eternal Dance Engine ~ Shall we dance!!" belongs to JynX, owner and developer of the Len'en Project. I only made this remix/rearrangement.

[crellanstein]

Something interesting I just thought of…

It’s sort of established that Jynx has a natural insight into mechanics & engineering & science & whatnot after the timeskip, I think Viktor calls her work something like “crude…but ingenious”…

…And these clips show her using this insight while reviewing Jace’s notes about Hex tech; trying to discern how it works and how she can utilize it.

What if “realm of the heebie-jeebies” isn’t as much of a joke as it’s implied to be?

It’s only ever vaguely explained how Hex tech utilizes magic, mostly they talk abt using the runes to produce specific effects, but they never really tell us where magic gets it’s energy/power from. Only focusing on what the magic can do and less about where it comes from. Surely they have theories, Jace & Viktor, it’s possible they focused solely on all the innovations they could create and didn’t stop to think about it, but unlikely.

Heimerdinger’s reluctance to think about magic and it’s source is understandable. Down that road there inevitably be monsters from his perspective.

I would guess that Jace & Viktor have some vague theory about the runes allowing them access to some ambiguous store of magical power, but Heimerdinger’s warnings about the roots of magic being akin to the root of evil kept them from exploring further.

What if Jynx saw something they didn’t in that… She reads the small portion of the notes dedicated to the theory and wonders what that source can be? Her character revolves in a lot of ways around her ability to see into the darkness and realize the exact action necessary for her to get what she wants.

That insight tells her the source of magic, with what vague history she knows about when it nearly destroyed the world, must be something chaotic if not completely malignant in nature…

…as Jynx is wont to do she writes it off in a jokelike manner; to her that info is, at worst, a fun/interesting bonus to it all!

So where am I going with this?

“The Realm of Heebie-Jeebies” ? Another Dimension maybe? One populated with beings of immense and terrible power possibly? Beings most likely chaotic, vindictive, and calamitous?

I can’t help but link this to the nature of the Hex Core, and how it seems to have some level of consciousness and intent. How it slowly seems to be enslaving Viktor mentally more and more as he “fixes” more of his body with it—

—How it changed so drastically after it was given a human sacrifice…

In the show we’ve been shown 2 different sorcerers, the one that saved Jace & his mom, and the one Heimerdinger remembers in his flashbacks of the horrible destruction.

The one Heimerdinger sees possesses something very similar to the Hex Core. Something he calls “the Seed” and that it was the center of the destruction. And this Sorcerer does some terrible looking shit with it! That sorcerer probably lived centuries ago though…

…The one that saved Jace existed within 20-30 years of the events of the show. And his magic is displayed as more pure, well maintained/controlled, and used more benevelantly.

I think the magic comes from another dimension full of powerful demon-like beings, and these beings can reach out into the world via things like the Hex Core. They ensnare any Sorcerer who’s foolhardy enough to make a deal with them and through that conduit they attempt to ‘conquer’ this dimension, by turning it into another version of their own, only the could they truly cross over and exist fully in both.

And that is the true danger of magic, the fire they are playing with, a danger they’ll never notice because they are more concerned with the possible problems it can solve/create in their physical dimension.

And wouldn’t it be the damnest thing if a full inversion happened, and the shimmer variant the doctor is working so diligently towards is the serum that will strengthen humankind enough to handle higher level magic without the aid of the demon-beings?

"Here we go! It's all about these runes. They form some kind of math-y, magic-y gateway. To the realm of heebie-jeebies. And this… Turns it on. So… here goes."