#es is scary even for a ghost

[waivyjellyfish]

More Killcheroy & Es frendzies

[highwayorgantrade]

An Echo In The Dark (PT II)

Pairing: König x Female!Reader x Ghost

Request: No request no thoughts just big scary men

Summary: On a recon mission gone horribly wrong, you, Ghost, and Konig are subject to an experimental drug created by the enemy.

Word Count: 3.2k

Playlist: An Echo In The Dark

Warnings: DEAD DOVE; DO NOT EAT, Oh my god i am so sorry, sex pollen, (dub-con because of said sex pollen.), degradation, praise, double penetration, anyone wanna go to Paris?, oral (m and f receiving),, mention of war, cursing, mentions of drugs (it's the "pollen."), choking, Google translated German, brief mention of blood

Author's note: brb going to church

A gloved hand snaked its way around your neck, and fingers tilted your head back to see Ghost leaned over you, his gaze intense. You could see why people were intimidated by him now that he was standing above you, his chest rising and falling. His thumb toyed with your bottom lip, and you finally got it.

They weren't your prey.

You were theirs.

Ghost clicked his tongue as realization of your situation dawned on you.

"Ah, there we go. She got there." He whispered, tilting his head to the side as he looked down at you. "Tell us what you want, or you're not getting it."

You barely had time to think of his demand before a new kind of fire made its way into the pit of your stomach. This one wasn't painful like the last one. That was weak, sated easily by König's touch. This felt like it was devouring you from the inside out, it was razing everything in its path, and you couldn't fucking care less.

"I want the both of you." You breathed, trying to press your thighs together, only to be blocked by König's broad shoulders, and a whine clawed its way out of your throat. "I need the both of you."

A groan sounded through the room as that was all the confirmation König needed. He wrenched your pants down, the threads ripping from the force on his way, and Ghost laughed.

"You good, mate?"

"Ich kann es kaum erwarten, ich muss..." König's speech was slurred, and the feel of his breath on your inner thigh made you involuntarily buck your hips. "No. None of that." He growled, and looked up at you, placing his forearm over your stomach, effectively holding you in place. He was teasing you, and you weren't even allowed to react to it! You groaned and let your head fall back, the mere sight of König nearly sending you over the edge.

A zipper sounded above you, and before you had the chance to open your eyes, you felt König wrap his lips around your clit. Your eyes screwed shut, and your mouth opened in a silent gasp at the electricity that sparked from the contact.

"Open your eyes, princess." Ghost sounded from behind you, and he lightly tapped your cheeks to get your attention. Your eyes opened to see Ghost's head tilted down at you, his pupils blown from the adrenaline. "Look at 'cha. You're already a mess."

He was right. You were a mess. König was devouring like you were his last meal on earth, his mouth wavering every so often to bite the insides of your thighs.

"You're the one... Who's about to come... Just from watching." Talking was harder than you thought, your words interrupted by your own gasps and moans. It was clear Ghost didn't appreciate your comment, as his head straightened, and his eyes narrowed at you.

"Mate, why is she still talking? Do you know why she's talking?" He spoke to König, but his eyes were still locked onto you.

"Nein." König's voice was deeper than what it normally was, he sounded almost feral. Ghost reached down, and delivered two harsh taps to your cheek.

"Open."

You simply stared up at him. He couldn't possibly... Was he insinuating? His nearly desperate struggle with his belt told you that yes, yes he was.

"Open your fucking mouth, Echo."

A harsh nip on the inside of your thigh forced your mouth open in a surprised gasp, and you were grateful for the intake of air before Ghost's cock slid into your mouth, and he rested a gloved hand on your throat. With König's arm pulling your thighs toward his face, and Ghost groaning above you, an animalistic haze began to settle in your mind.

"Fucking hell, I can..." Ghost trailed off with a groan as his hand tightened ever so slightly on your neck, feeling himself. It would be a lie if you told yourself the combining feelings weren't overwhelming, but God, you couldn't get enough. The need to breathe was completely lost to you until Ghost pulled out, and stroked your burning cheeks. "Wanna take more? Can you take more?"

Honestly, you weren't sure. König's ministrations were building an upsetting amount of pressure, and tears were beginning to well in your eyes at the feeling. In lieu of a response and a decisive huff, you leaned your head back, opening your mouth and letting your tongue fall past your bottom lip. A deep growl sounded from Ghost, and his hand found its way back onto your throat as he moved his hips forward one more time, this time continuing past half of his shaft until his cock was completely buried in your throat. Fingers began to toy with your entrance, and a moan tore through your throat, vibrating around Ghost.

Within moments, you could feel the coil in you screaming to snap, and both men could tell, from the way your nails tried to find purchase in anything, and your thighs shook around König's shoulders. A brief moment of panic rang through you as Ghost's hips stuttered in his rhythmic abuse of your throat, and your muffled screams were silenced as you finally, finally felt your release crashing through you, Ghost pushed down on your throat harder, effectively ceasing any possibility of breathing as he emptied himself in your mouth, his depth forcing you to swallow around him. He pulled out of you quickly, and you coughed at the sudden rush of air to your lungs, and König's soft kisses on his bites felt distant.

Ghost's heavy breathing brought you back, and he cradled the back of your hand, looking at you like he was admiring a work of art. His work of art. Your lashes were wet with tears, and your lips were red, tingling at the sudden loss of contact.

"Back to earth, Echo. Still here?" Ghost's gruff voice was barely above a whisper, his mask moving slightly with his heavy breathing. You nodded, not entirely trusting your voice to voice your feelings, the delicious ache spreading. "Good. Take one more, you can give us one more." His hand went to your upper back, pushing you so you sat up, and the sight of König was utterly holy. His eyes were wide, staring at you like a deer in headlights. His tongue was running over his bottom lip, jaw slack and the dim lighting reflected the shine that nearly dripped off his face. The sight was enough to send another jolt through you, and when he spoke, his shoulders drooped, and he looked down.

"Ich konnte nie genug von deinem Geschmack bekommen. Du bist göttlich. Du bist göttlich." His words sounded like a prayer, like he was confessing his reverence. You reached out, and hooked his chin with your finger gently, and his eyes lifted to you. König stood, towering over you, and your hands found the hem of his shirt, tugging at it pathetically while you looked up at him through your lashes.

"Mate." Ghost spoke from next to you. "I think she wants you to get on." His hand slid up your back until it reached the nape of your neck, pulling on your hair to force your head up to König. "Stupid little thing can't use her words."

Normally, the snide comment would have sent you arguing, but he was right. There was no logical or cohesive thought behind your eyes.

"Is that true?" König's voice was dark, and he sighed, pulling his shirt over his head, revealing a broad chest absolutely littered with scars. "Is it true that you're so braindead? Just from one?" His teasing tone elicited a whine, and he laughed lowly. "I have a question, maus." The nickname sent you reeling, and if you weren't dripping where you at, you were now. "I don't think this is the drug at all." König yanked his belt out of place, and set it gently next to you, pulling you by your hips closer to him so you could feel his clothed bulge against your core, and holy fuck. Even through his pants, you could feel that König was huge.

"I don't think this is the drug at all, I think you've always wanted this." Your eyebrows knit together, and you looked up at him, trying to pull yourself together enough for form a response.

"No, I-" You could barely croak out your words before you felt the head of König's cock sliding against your entrance, teasing you. Your hands grasped at his biceps, and your head fell onto his chest.

"No? You don't think so?" His voice was wickedly sinful, and the sound made you want to cry. Shame burnt in your chest, and Ghost's low chuckle behind König only exacerbated it.

"No, König-" His head barely dipped inside of you before pulling out again, and you wanted to scream.

"Aw, is she too good to beg for us?" Ghost leaned against the desk, his arms folded across his chest. König slid his hands up your back, pressing your bare chest closer to his, and the heat radiating off of him was intoxicating.

"Fuck, König, please!" It came out like a cry of devotion, but once you started, you couldn't stop. "I do, I've needed this so bad, just please!"

That seemed to be enough for König, and he slowly pushed into you, letting out his own whimper. When he bottomed out, your shaky hands dragged angry red marks down his arm, and your heaving chest rose and fell with tremoring breaths.

"I know, maus, I know. You can take more. I know you can." His tone was mockingly gentle, words whispered into the crown of your head. More? What more could there possibly be? You felt entirely too full of him, and... No fucking way. You looked down, wanting to revel in the sight, finding König seated only halfway inside you. You groaned loudly, resigned to the fate laid in front of you. König's mouth met the expanse of your neck, and nipped gently as he continued, shushing your whines. Stars began to dance in your eyes, and when he was truly fully inside you, the feeling was dizzying. He moved his lips up to yours, and the kiss was surprisingly gentle, his thumb stroking your jaw, and when he pulled away, he pressed his forehead against yours. "Ready?"

You nodded, and barely had time to think before König was snapping his hips into yours, both hands gripping your ass, lifting you up ever so slightly. The knowledge that König was using you like a toy, along with his relentless pace was making you breathless. All of his previous restraint was gone, and a mixture of whines and growls sounded from him. You could feel your orgasm building again, and before you can say anything, it crashed over you like a tsunami, and left you mere putty in König's hands. His arms and shoulders bore zebra stripes of screaming red, blood beginning to dot the lines. König halted inside of you, groaning and sinking his teeth into your shoulder, reveling in the feeling of you unraveling beneath him. König pulled out of you quickly, and stood back, his chest heaving.

"On the ground, König." Ghost called, his voice raspy, and he approached the table where you sat, taking your face in his hands. "You're gonna take the both of us, okay, princess?" You could only nod, and you inched off the table, grateful that the floor was your final destination. As soon as your feet hit the ground, your legs shook violently, and you sat, looking up at Ghost. He loomed over you, his frame blocking out the only light source in the room. König crouched, forcing eye contact when he was on your level. His hand slid up your arm as you climbed into his lap, and he leaned back, exhaling deeply as you lowered yourself onto him, the rough flooring biting at your knees.

You could hear Ghost shuffling behind you, and fingers met the connection between you and König, gathering the mess between your legs, swiping it back on your ass. His finger plunged inside, and you gasped at the intrusion, your body jolting forward into König.

"Aw, can barely take that, can ya?" Ghost's voice was mocking, and you groaned, shaking your head.

"Shh, maus." König crooned under you, his voice strained. "You can do it for us, I know you can." Ghost let out a short, cruel laugh and worked himself further into you.

"I don't know mate. Think she'll be able to take it?"

"I know she can." König mumbled, switching between German and English in a frenzy. "I know she can. She's so good. So good for us." The way they both spoke like you weren't even there lit a fire in your chest, and indignation worked its way into your brain. You found your voice, finally.

"Please, Lieutenant." You whined breathily, pulling Ghost's rank in an effort just to get him to give you what you wanted so desperately. Ghost groaned behind you, and gave your ass a light slap before you could feel him aligning his tip with your entrance. König halted his thrusting up into you to allow you to get used to the size of Ghost inside you. Thankfully, he was going slowly, but the slight burn made you collapse onto König's chest. There was no doubt about it, your Lieutenant's size was nearly unbearable, and yet you couldn't get enough of it.

The feeling of the both of them fully seated inside you made your brain completely shut down, and a König let out a shaky breath as you pushed back against Ghost, his hands in a bruising grasp on your hips. They began to move in tandem, and it wasn't long before another orgasm washed its way through you, König meeting a similar fate. His cock twitched inside you, but he made no effort to remove himself as Ghost used you to chase his second high of the night. A hand trailed up your back, wrapping fingers in your hair and tugging, your broken moans echoing throughout the room. Just when you could feel black encroaching your vision, and your knees began to give out, Ghost's rhythm faltered once more, and he halted inside you, emptying himself with a moan you were sure you were going to remember forever.

The three of you stayed like that for a minute. Every part of you ached, and the intense heat and discomfort from before was replaced with a dull pain between your legs, and the telltale signs of a headache were approaching. Ghost tapped your back, signaling that he was going to pull out, and he did so agonizingly slow, your body twitching below him. König followed, his massive arms wrapping around your frame, pressing a soft kiss to your sweat-covered forehead.

"Did so well, maus, you did so well for us." He whispered his praises, peppering kisses on your face. Your head was absolutely swimming, and every word spoken went in one ear and out the other, A piece of cloth dabbed at your face, and you realized Ghost was using his shirt to wipe your face of the sweat and tears that stained.

Dressed. You have to get dressed. You have to get up and leave.

Just the thought of standing was nearly painful, and you slowly got there, König's hand under your arm to help you. Your legs shook aggressively, and he chuckled. You leaned against the table, and to your shock, Ghost began to help you with your clothes, beginning to slide on your pants. You'd never seen this side of Ghost before, and to be honest, you weren't sure it existed until now. Once you were relatively clothed, you sighed.

"How are we gonna explain this?" Your voice cracked, and König's eyes went wide.

"I... Uh, scheiße, I have no idea."

"You both are useless. We were hit with an unknown gas, Echo got sick, so we decided to wait it out before calling exfil." Ghost plugged his earpiece back into the communication device, and spoke into it, relaying the information, and switching it off again. "We'll be out of here in 30. Let's go."

You followed his direction silently, but your mind was racing with questions. How would you navigate being around him on base? You weren't around König as much, so that wasn't a huge concern. Would you ever be able to look at him and not think of the time he came in your throat? You resigned yourself to your fate of ignoring the two as much as possible. Try to forget what happened.

When you exited the room, you scooped down to pick up your once-abandoned gear, and sighed as you strapped in, your eyes once more adjusting to the cold, dark hallways. König nudged you, and picked up his hood, shooting you a concerned look.

"You want to say something." He stated simply, his eyes glancing up as you walked, trying desperately to ignore the dull ache.

"I just..." Should you be honest? Ask outright how to navigate this? "How do y'all want me to, like, be?"

Ghost stopped in his tracks, turning around to face you silently, and König tilted his head to one side. You continued, "Is this something we keep a secret, do you want me to forget about it... What do you want me to do?"

"Absolutely fucking not." Ghost's response was almost immediate. "I don't know about this one, but I am not letting you go now. Not unless you want me to, but," He stepped closer to you, the eye contact he was forcing was almost dizzying. "It seems like you don't want me to."

And he was right. That one fact, exposed like a raw nerve, hung in the air.

"Hope you know how to share your toys." König spoke, ruffling your already fucked hair, and the scrunch of his eyes told you that he was smiling under the mask. Ghost exhaled, turning back around.

"I guess I'll have to be, huh? Get on, we need to get the fuck out of here."

Ich kann es kaum erwarten, ich muss... "I can't wait, I have to..."

Ich konnte nie genug von deinem Geschmack bekommen. Du bist göttlich. Du bist göttlich. "I could never get enough of your taste. You are godlike. You are godlike."

Maus "Mouse."

scheiße "Shit."

[cleverthylacine]

Just watched Ep 1 of Earthspark S2. And I'm furious.

Don't read this if you don't want spoilers. Or if you think the showrunners can still do no wrong, and are unprepared for the level of Incandescent Fury of which I am capable. But if you DO have spoilers for the whole season and understand my particular vibe, PLEASE read this and reblog with answers (but use the cut for the sake of my followers)...

Reasons why I'm mad:

A year goes by in which all of the stuff I was actually interested in presumably happened: dealing with GHOST, the Decepticons and Autobots cooperating, and also, Mo and Robby getting cool mech suits.

Then for no reason other than "Decepticons huh" the Decepticons apparently forgot their alliance, turned on Our Designated Good Guys (tm) and just randomly started trying to conquer and/or kill everything again. Or were they screwed over, yet again? I really hope so, not because I want them to suffer but because there needs to be a freaking reason why they turn on other Cybertronians when they are stuck on Earth. But I don't have a good feeling about it given the contemptuous attitudes displayed by Bee (as usual, because ES Bee is a fucking asshole) and Robby (disappointing, he wasn't like that before).

And we never did get to find out what the fuck was up with GHOST or why the Decepticons were all in jail (and no, "Decepticons huh" is not an acceptable reason--they have every reason to hate us.)

Breakdown is a terrible parent for no reason? BREAKDOWN?

The Chaos Terrans thing gives me the same willies that the Orcs in Tolkien (I am not a Tolkien fan) used to do. I am not comfortable with the eugenicist/ableist notion that people can be born corrupt and innately evil, especially not if it has something to do with HOW they were born.

Soooo... if you've finished the season (I know you've been posting a bit about it) is there any reason for me to continue?

Reasons I would continue:

Ravage continues to be basically the same Ravage I write, only much smaller.

RavWave (as a ship, not just platonic interaction, mostly because I would watch anything for that no matter how messed up)

Explanation that there actually is a reason why the Cons turned on everyone, and what that reason is. Did they want to put them back in jail? Did they want them to do forced labour? Did Megatron start whaling on Starscream again? I note Tara isn't around Con HQ, what does Tara know?

Quints are interesting and not just scary (the Quints in Cyberverse scared me more than many adult horror movie villains did, BUT they are also just kinda evil and mean and we have no idea why, which would not have been particularly interesting at all except for the fun of watching Hot Rod and Soundwave become the faction leaders while OP and Megatron were unable to be)

Chaos Terrans are not innately bad or do not need some mystical power of nuclear heteronormative family to make them good

The Decepticons get something out of the ending other than screwed

We find out more about Dot and Megs

Some Cons are good parents

More Tarantulas and Nightshade content

Hashtag continues to have a relationship with Starscream that affects the plot as it develops

We are actually told what happened during the year they missed

Reasons I would not continue:

Cons are just bad because cons are bad.

Ravage is Soundwave's daughter or pet or in some other way not actually a grown-ass adult Decepticon officer, making Soundwave a father who raises child soldiers or a guy who runs dogfights, which is not cute even if he is snatched af

(they don't have to be lovers though my shipping heart was pleased when their PDA in the deleted scenes embarrassed Starscream, but she has to be a Real Independent Person who could be someone's partner if not his)

Chaos Terrans are innately bad until "saved" by the Power of Love And the Nuclear Family (or just innately bad)

Emberstone continues to be Allspark Mark II so why even change the name?

Bee's incredible assholery is never called out (it's not funny when a starving person accidentally kills their starving teammate due to a mistake they made because they were starving)

Only Autobots and people who form nuclear families can be good parents

Everyone being friends with the cows goes to the PETA place

Cons get nothing but screwed

Please tell me this series hasn't gone where I was afraid it would. Or let me know that it has so I can decide if it's going to be so bad I'll be mad the whole time like I was in Ep 1.

Warning: anyone who clowns on this post to be a RavWave anti or say "The Decepticons are supposed to be pure evil, duh!" will get blocked.

[chaoticghostgremlin]

Welcome to my stupid lil blog

About me : Call me Ghost or Syd/Sydney

Age: mid 20s

Pronouns : They/Them or She/Her

Bisexual

AUDHD with hyperfixations galore , will update this from time to time. I like horror movies,cartoons , videogames and gamegrumps. Also have BPD and learning disabilities. Anxious depressed mess . Pls lobotomy my lil brain.

Mostly a sneeze fetish blog so don't follow if you're squeaked out by reblogs of that content. Might reblog some NSFW so don't follow if that isn't your thing. I'm a titty lover what can I say . So fuckin bi

Blitz kinnie

Some general artwork and nonsense will be reblogged too

Insomniac so will reblog at stupid hours oops

Fandoms :

-Ace Attorney,

-Amazing Digital Circus

-House MD + Stranger Things are some of my comfort shows

-Steven Universe

-Greys Anatomy

-Degrassi

-Marvel

-Owl House

-Adventure Time

-Marvel

-Acotar

-Gravity Falls

-Hellaverse(HazbinHotel/Hellavaboss

-Gamegrumps

-FNAF

-Spyro The Dragon

-Psychonauts

-TWRP

-NSP

-kpop (mostly girl groups )

-Wicked

-Sarah J Mass books

-im in so many fandoms so feel free to inquire

(purple is hyperfixations/things that are rotting my brain the most)

Some of my favorite ships

-Huskerdust(hazbin hotel)

-Polyvees(hazbin hotel)(Vel+Val+Vox)

-RadioApple(Hazbin Hotel)

-RadioStatic (Hazbin Hotel)

-StaticMoth(Hazbin Hotel)

-Steddie (Stranger things)

-Stucky (Steve+Bucky marvel)

-AdamsApple(Hazbin Hotel)

-M&M (Helluva Boss)

-Stolitz (Helluva Boss)

-Egobang(Gamegrumps)

-Fizzmodeus (Helluva Boss)

- open to other ships and understand if you don't agree with some of mine. Not every ship is gunna please everyone

My inbox is open so feel free to message, Im open to rp

Special interests : Gamegrumps, Hellaverse,moths , rocks & crystals , frogs , guineapigs, most animals(even typically scary ones like spiders ), mushrooms , pins and stickers.

See #headcanons #snz headcanons #snz headcanon for my sneeze headcanons . Check out my #snz promps #sneeze fic #snz fic #snz wav #snz wav or #rambles

Four fics so far : Patient Zero Part 1 (The Ve/es) (Hazb/in Hot/el) (WIP, maybe will do a part 2)

Hellhound drabble (Vel/Vette + soft Ve/es. Hazb/in hot/el)

Ad/am allergy ficlet (Haz/bin hotel)

A Moth To A Flame (photic static/moth)

My ko-fi if you ever wanna donate :

My sneeze channel :

[landofzero-archive]

Absolute - To Abhor the Impure World 2

(Location: Hotel (Lobby))

(An hour later. Eden’s accommodations, in the lobby of a luxury hotel)

NEGI: “Howdy howdy, welcome to America, the land of freedom~♪”

Jun: ………?

NEGI: “Eh. There isn’t even one kid from Yumenosaki here. I greeted you with a merry spirit too, how embarrassing.”

Gatekeeper: Oy NEGI-bouzu (1), I told ya to not show that ‘face’ of yours didn’t I. I’ll kill you.

NEGI: “Don’t call me NEGI-bouzu. I might be a Negi (2) but I’m not a Bouzu, I haven’t really taken care of it, but can’t you see this long, shiny hair I have?

Besides, if I keep being cooped up in my room, my legs would rot away. Can’t I just talk a walk within the hotel, uncle?

Or was it a lie when you said that ‘I have control over every nook and corner of this hotel, so it’s safe and secure’?

Adults are liars…… I can’t take it anymore, I’m running away from home.”

Gatekeeper: Stop playing around having fun pretending to be an adolescent teen, we don’t even have that sort of relationship in the first place— don’t we?

NEGI: “Technically in name, you’re my guardian, aren’t you, uncle?”

Gatekeeper: In this whole wide world, is there even a law that requires every family in this world to behave the same way as those families from Trendy Dramas? (3)

Even if there was a law like that, did you think I would abide by it?

NEGI: “Ahaha. That just now, it’s a winning argument. I’ve lost.

Sorry. I just wanted to try playing parent and child for a little bit. I might have been lonely.”

Gatekeeper: Talk about sentimental things like that with someone else. Don’t bring that up with me. You’re annoying.

Nagisa: …… I see.

…… I just guessed from the contents of that conversation. You’re that NEGI-san who was the talk of Yumenosaki for a while, aren’t you?

…… Perhaps I should be calling you Hitsugi Kurone-kun instead.

NEGI: “Either one is fine, though. My little brother hasn’t been appearing much lately, that you’d have thought he died. Even though I’m the deceased one, or something like that.

……I’m really worried.“

Nagisa: ……Is that so. I pray that you’ll find your brother.

NEGI: “Yeah. Hehe, you look scary, but you’re a good person, huh.”

Gatekeeper: Shut yer traps and be quiet. Talking to the ‘ghost’ (4) dampened my mood (5), but from now on is the real world— let’s talk business.

Well, just sit down. Just like NEGI-bouzu said earlier, I have complete control over this hotel.

There's no chance of someone eavesdropping on us from anywhere— so there’s no need to be wary.

Ibara: I’m more wary of you than anyone else, though.

Gatekeeper: Ah, is that so. I know yer can’t help it, but don’t be so prickly. This time I’m yer ally— 

If you get nervous and be on guard even with your allies, your nerves are guaranteed to get too worn out and you won’t last.

Ibara: You’re the one making an unreasonable demand by telling people to not get nervous in front of a foreign Mafia bigshot.

Having said that, it is just as you said.

Firstly, shall we relax and talk about work?

Gatekeeper: Yeah. —This time, there are three jobs I want to ask you, Eden, to do.

One of which is to stand on the stage that even that Boss (6) aspired to, the stage of Absolute, which can even be said as the world’s number one idol festival, as Japan’s representative .

Hiyori: Well, I did hear about there being that sort of work. I just didn’t think the client would be that Gatekeeper.

Ibara: If I said so, everyone would have refused, wouldn’t you? Due to this Uncle going on a rampage during SS, he’s extremely hated by ES idols you see~?

Gatekeeper: How shameless. It’s not like you’re well-liked either, little Ibara.

Ibara: Yes. However, I put those sort of personal concerns aside and take advantage of business opportunities.

It’ll be an enormous achievement if you can stand out at the world's best idol festival ‘Absolute’. If you were to speak of it in more coarse terms; you’ll be able to get as much wealth, fame, and gold as you please.

After SS Finals ended with the farce “Everyone won ♪ All’s well that ends well ♪”, the current social position of ES idols is to go along with the crowd.

If we can be recognised by the world as having succeeded in Absolute, each and every one of us in Eden will become an exceptional existence within ES.

Gatekeeper: But can yer really stand out on the world stage— is the question. 

Since I got no interest in idols, I don’t know the real situation, but judging by the rumours, almost all of the audience of Absolute don’t even recognise the likes of you, yer know.

Ibara: From the perspective of the people of this country, we’re just some kings of a hill coming from a far-off island country merrily touting the title of ES Big 3, you see.

Naturally, to overturn that rumour, I’ll work out a plan so that our names would resound sonorously in this country as well.

Gatekeeper: Well, I’m looking forward to it.

Though it might be unthinkable in your country, the idols in this country— or should I say, the participants of Absolute, are something like racehorses or so to speak.

They openly hold bets on stuff like who would get the overall victory; sums of money that would make you doubt your eyes would be fluttering about. For the lot of em from this country, it’s no different from a boxing title match. 

If you do an idol concert meant to entertain everyone or something like normal, you’re in for a lot of hurt.

A softy like that will follow the same fate as a little baby rabbit being put in the cage of a wild beast.

TL Notes:

1. 坊主 (Bouzu): usually means a buddhist priest, or someone with a close-cropped hair (like a monk), thus Negi’s comment about it. The way GK is using it is more uncommon, but still a valid usage; it’s an old-timey, condescending way of saying ‘boy’ or ‘sonny’.

2. A ネギ (Negi) is a welsh onion. However phonetically, it sounds similar to 禰宜 (Negi), which is a Shinto senior priest.

3. A Trendy Drama is a genre of JP tv dramas that focus on contemporary real life issues. They were popularized in Japan in the 80’s and 90’s .

4. Specifically, GK is referring to an お化け (Obake) which while means ‘something that changes’ and is a specific type of Yokai, but it also could be shorthand/colloquial for an actual ‘ghost’ as in the spirit of the deceased that is specified as 幽霊 (Yuurei).

5. 水を入れられちまったが - lit. pouring water.

6. The word he used here is 御大 (Ondai) and Mod assumes it indicates he’s talking about Godfather because that’s how GK referred to him before this. ‘That’ Boss as opposed to the current one (Nagisa), perhaps.

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[aeoki]

Seven Bridges - Hate Control: Chapter 7

Location: Yumenosaki Garden Terrace Characters: Tsukasa & Ritsu

Ritsu: It’s possible our current decision has caused us to lose future work at Yumenosaki and created a scratch in Anzu’s career.

We could have done something but we chose not to.

Ritsu: We now bear a sin where we could have done something but didn’t.

We have to shoulder that sin now. It’s not as if Anzu asked us for help, so she probably won’t hate us for choosing not to help.

But things will definitely be awkward between us.

Tsukasa: …………

Ritsu: Of course, instead of that, the result of our decision has allowed us to maintain other people’s impression of Nacchan and the newbies will have a stage to shine on.

There were definitely things we gained.

But we didn’t come out unscathed. Not only did we gain something, but we also lost things.

Don’t forget that. We – at the very least – me and Nacchan…

Along with Tsukipi~ and Secchan will respect whatever decision you make, Suu-chan.

I hope you’ll come to understand that you’ll both gain and lose something when you make a decision, “King”.

Of course, you’re still an inexperienced baby, so it’ll probably be hard for you…

I’ll lend you as much wisdom as you need, so if you’re ever confused about decisions, you can come to me, your adviser. The least I can do is give you advice.

But you’re the one making those decisions so don’t be swayed by them. Be an excellent “King” – not a puppet nor a tyrant.

Tsukasa: Who are you calling a baby?

Ritsu: Hehehe. Seeing that’s what you reacted to proves my tactic of making you agree with the title of adviser, which I casually gave myself.

Tsukasa: Stop with the nonsense and help me find Narukami-senpai.

Now that we’ve decided to take part in ES’ event, we must have a Lesson to prepare for that.

Ritsu: Oh~ I’ll head over later. I saw the outline for the event, but it looks like we’ll just be doing our usual “Knights” thing anyway.

We don’t have to be that serious and have all those practice sessions, right?

Tsukasa: Why are you so unmotivated? I thought you had gotten quite Aggressive in that regard, but it seems I was imagining things.

I can’t have you return to the old lazy Ritsu-senpai.

Ritsu: It’s fine, it’s fine. Even if I’m not lazy, Nacchan’s got the right head on her shoulders. That’s how we balance things out.

Tsukasa: It’s because Narukami-senpai is acting strange this time so I’m worried.

Ritsu: Yeah… I think that’s the first time I’ve seen Nacchan like that too. I don’t know the details but what is the cenotaph to Nacchan?

Tsukasa: If you have no idea, then there is no way I would ever know.

Ritsu: Ugh… If only I could boast like Anija and say “I know everything there is to know about Yumenosaki”.

Oh right, I remembered because I mentioned him, but if you see him at ES, can you tell him to take this coffin back?

Tsukasa: You can tell him that himself, no? …Coffin? Is that what you were washing just now?

Ritsu: Yeah. I dug it out from the ground.

Tsukasa: Why does this school have a coffin in the ground? Was it a gravesite before?

Ritsu: Ahaha, that sounds like a school ghost story… This land has a lot of interesting history so it shouldn’t be surprising to find human bones buried here.

Tsukasa: Don’t say such scary things.

Ritsu: Well, this coffin looks new so don’t worry. Actually, maybe Anija was the one who buried it in the ground.

This is one we use. Anija used to have a bad habit where he would bury coffins in our home garden like a time capsule. Unfortunate habit, really.

He probably wanted to make good use of his mountain of vampire merch and put it in the coffin as storage space. He probably forgot he buried this here too – What is he, a squirrel?

Anyway, Anija’s already graduated so he’s gotta take his personal belongings away with him.

Tsukasa: Hmm… A Time capsule? I’ve heard of such a commoner’s custom, but a coffin seems rather inappropriate.

What was inside?

Ritsu: Hmm, it was empty. It looked like there was something inside, but someone already took it out.

Tsukasa: Someone? Who?

Ritsu: Hmm~... Probably Kurocchi.

He mentioned he was buried in the ground when he first met Anzu, right? I wondered why so I dug around a little out of curiosity.

Tsukasa: You tend to Sabotage our Lessons and yet, I see you use an unnecessary amount of effort and time into something like this, Ritsu-senpai.

Ritsu: Heheh. …Anyway, I found this coffin when I was looking around.

Tsukasa: What do you mean?

Ritsu: Who knows? Burying a coffin and digging it out isn’t something a sane human being would do.

I’m a sane and honest citizen, so I don’t understand what goes on in the head of someone insane.

But I have a bad feeling about this.

Kurocchi – Maybe that Hitsugi Kurone person isn’t just some weird kid with a few screws loose.

He’s definitely moving according to some sort of will. I don’t know what that is at this point in time, though.

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[boozuru]

Ghostic - Epilogue 3

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(NOT JP PROOFED)

Season: Autumn

< The night of the same day, when ES Halloween has hit its peak >

Eichi: Did you see the audience yet?

A part of the hall unfolds into a live stage — This used to be the center of the ES Haunted House.

Yuzuru, this has been a rough time for you because of the radio signal disrupting materials we used for building. I’m sorry about it, I really am.

Yuzuru: Don’t be. If anything, finding out the source of it all helped us plan for the event better.

Like telling people that they may receive calls from the spirit world, so they should turn off their phones when they are on these premises…

It’s an old trick, but I would say that it is more immersive for the audience.

Tori: Ahaha. People are saying on social media that if they forgot to turn off their phones, they really did receive calls!

Thanks to that, our haunted house is receiving even more publicity.

Wataru: We will have to watch out so we don’t expose our tricks to the audience today.

And if we don’t keep it as a Halloween-exclusive surprise, we may cause even more terror than we can imagine.

Yuzuru: Indeed. Speaking of, I have firsthand experience of that.

It will soon be time for our performance. Let’s deliver a bunch of scares to everyone and enjoy the unusual happenings of today.

Trick or Treat. If you don’t give us treats, we will send you tricks -

It is now time for the grand finale of ES Halloween, as delivered to you by fine ♪

Tori: “Trick or Treat! Has everyone been enjoying the ES Haunted House?”

“We have some ES idols here sneaking around as ghosts, so there’s sure to be plenty of poor spooked souls here~”

Eichi: “There were many announcements we would have liked to make before this, but due to problems with security, we had to keep them as a surprise.

“People who noticed, people who did not, I would be the most pleased if you have fun at our event today.”

Wataru: “Fufufu. Speaking of surprises… You have all made sure to turn off your phones so that you don’t receive a call from the world beyond, I hope.”

“The ones who have ignored our warnings have reported that they really have received calls, just so you know!”

“Oh, but now we may have caused unnecessary worry to the kind people who have come all the way here to enjoy our haunted house.”

“From tomorrow onwards we will be back to our old usual selves, so please do not worry ♪”

Tori: “Fufu. We did a proper ‘ceremonial groundbreaking’, so this mansion is disappearing tomorrow. You all will be totally safe, so just trust us and enjoy the live show.”

Eichi: “Today’s live show is a culmination of our long, hard work.”

“At Yumenosaki Academy’s Halloween party, many units sung and danced… It was fun on its own.”

“This year, I wanted to trap your gazes and keep it all on us in the private venue made for the ES premises ♪”

“So please, enjoy it till the very end.”

“Now, please listen to ‘Ghostic treat House.’”

“♪〜♪”

Wataru: (Fufufu. I noticed it a while ago, but you were very excited for Halloween, weren’t you?)

(I can feel you enjoying the show from the bottom of your heart, Eichi.)

(But you should know that you aren’t the only one capable of entertaining the audience.)

“Trick or Treat! Regardless of which option you choose, I will express it Amazingly…★”

“♪♪♪”

Tori: (Alright. The things we practiced have become second nature for me now!)

(This song’s theme is to make use of fine’s refined performance style, but also have a feel of horror.)

(This is a theme that I’m not used to and I joined practice way late, so at first I was a little worried how things would turn out.)

(I really did do my best to be on an equal footing with my seniors.)

(I feel like especially Hibiki-senpai’s teachings about acting are showing through my expressions… Would it be over-exaggerating to say I have been reborn?)

“Everyone - the cute me, the dignified me, and the slightly scary me. Please love all of them.”

“♪〜♪〜♪”

Yuzuru: “♪〜♪〜”

(Oh my. Young Master’s has become even better now that it’s the day of the event.)

(Concentrated as if possessed… It is as if he senses the atmosphere here and makes his expression even more intense.)

(The cute Young Master is dazzling, but your terrifying form is also fascinating.)

(I also will not waver anymore. I will no longer be led astray by the uncertainties of things such as ghosts, instead I will accomplish things I must do ‘properly’.)

(You have shown your capability to act as if frenzied by rage in “Fist of the Shangri-la Idol”. I understand you more now.)

(Bringing terror to people - maybe those performances are forming to be a specialty of yours ♪)

(And so. Please find it in you to forgive the bother I have caused these past few days.)

(So that I can protect and value this peaceful everyday life, I will grow together with Young Master and fine - that is my mission as a butler.

(Today’s happiness can only be experienced in the now - I want to enjoy the hair raising dread together with everyone ♪)

“Everyone. fine’s special Halloween night is only just beginning.”

“I hope that you will enjoy it to your heart’s content till the end.”

“♪～♪～♪”

[bisexual-yuri]

“Me Time” ft BUSDRIVERR and Rafael García

(Not Trujillo, for sure)

90s babies, just turned 27

1996, baby see me, Rafito 

Despacito, JOSH ALLEN #17 spread EAGLE

Number for her

Heard

Jalen Hurts

Ow, you’re not allowed to float on clouds

Hurts people hurt people, sing out loud 

Take a bow 

I own who I fuck 

Collar horse hurdle, colonize Hertel 

Monsoon, Hudson grown, Cannabis hurl 

Curly Q, baby G, where to 

Weester, that’s who! For you! 

Logan licked me in the divorce 

Redact the DRIVER for MF DOOM

All caps motherfucker, don’t sue 

Famous Moss, Zack, not like that 

Leftist hair perfect heir, political space 

Cookie faced machiavelli, love me 

Spell out your name, philosophy, Ralfie 

Colonize the moon with whom 

Directly indirect, Kdot got rekt 

Drake got fucked on the whetstone 

Street fashion redaction 

Capaz que te amo, no te voy a mentir 

La puta verdad es que todavía te amo 

I wish you didn’t know

No sabo kid from New York City 

Seattle is a cool city 

Ya no es lo mismo que era

Tango era fácil, but this is making it hard to be Sara 

Shirley Caiza lies to ya, her real name was Curly

That wasn’t even her name but honestly?

We should have babies 

Rafito, tell me, would you call me?

Promise me, maybe, honey?

It’s a love song now, the puta verdad es queen es unanimously songlike

I love you and it’s all I can write 

I was up real late with you last night 

Flying the wrong way, far from your light 

La puta verdad es que todavía te amo 

I wish you didn’t know

No sabo kid from New York City 

It’s a choice between a few of them, I’mma be real with you 

But you’re the one who I get the jolt when you text back out the blue

iMessages, FaceTime 

Nos quisimos hacer toda una cuantas verdades 

Se corre la voz, y todo el mundo ya sabo 

Sé, conjugate it right she says through tears in the middle of the night

Bilingual babies, Rafaelito, lady

Rafito, tell me, would you call me?

Promise me, maybe, honey?

Miel miel miel lover, miel 

Ricardo never called me in hell, lost his shot because Ali’s a big sell

She’s a lot of work, high maintenance, her life’s a living hell

Back injury, leg injury, hip injury, what did you tell?

Bones knows it too, hence the ghoul

Ghosting me motherfucker, that shit ain’t cool 

Fool, in the time of the butterflies, no sabotage kid in school 

Gucci shop, straight flunked time 

Damn, daft punk references 

Grimes is a bully references

Wikipedia on the fences

Elon musk will see this if you tag him, he’s a bitch big lenses

Shit should wear glasses it’s so nerdy

Sara’s so thirsty 

Ralfie cutie, only straight man who gets me 

Bisexual, pansexual, burn down the Ben’s sins 

Ho kid, time to raise, and I know allabout that 

Bilingual babies, Rafaelito, lady

Rafito, tell me, would you call me?

Promise me, maybe, honey?

Miel miel miel lover, miel 

Weird in my skin and bones, Chris again 

I got my inner child with yours

Ghost Ten Four, billscord lore 

Receipts keeper, Mongrel and Dominik know Ali’s not a whore 

I love you, I think, and it’s scary 

I don’t even want to, I’m wary

You keep being the main foo’ who got away

Tango class cutie, what do you say?

Come see me, okay? 

[rainbowcoloredpalmtrees]

List eight shows for your followers to get to know you

tagged by: @ramonaflow 💛

I am a horrible show watcher (ask the lovely person who has recommended all my watched k-dramas (which is the only thing I’ve watched recently) only to watch me watch them at a snails pace) sooo I went looking for shows I watched when I was younger oop.

Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood - I looooved when they took the little train even if the puppets on the other side were scary.

Code Lyoko - was my shit when I would come home from I think elementary school? I would watch it at my neighbors house while we waited for my parents to get home.

SpongeBob SquarePants - I don’t think this one’s escapable, also funny in Spanish btw.

Caso Cerrado - not a kids show but it was one we’d watch with my grandma over the summer (we were programmed to change the channels to her different shows at different times of the day and this one was at 3pm) nothing like the yelling of the weirdest courts ever and she does commercials now.

La Rosa de Guadalupe - also not a kids show but important for raising catholic children (this one was at 9 am) also the most quotable (my favorite has been “pruébalo es cocaína”)

Hannah Montana- plus the movie plus the crossovers. I was there for it.

Kim Possible - yes I am queer now

Ghost Adventures - think I used this one for another show game but it counts. Frat guys hunting ghosts my fave but gave my brother nightmares it would be banned for a bit etc. etc. (once again will mention that I did go to the haunted museum buuut don’t ask me what I saw it was mostly floor)

tagging: everyone my beloveds 🫶

[giacomettislament]

OB stops when the person gets tired, right? So why not tire them out with some smexy time until they pass out? For Leona, Vil and Idia. If you prefer to skip this ask, it's perfectly ok! Have a nice New Year with lots of good things on your way! \(^^)/

tall figure ii

“only i know this colorful side of you.”

leona. vil. idia. 

content warning(s): explicit content, pre-ch. 6 idia ob conjectures

—It’s so dry, and your mouth burns with the feeling of sand in the air. Maybe this is just another part of your punishment for loving someone like Leona, who’s adamant on not being loved by anyone at all. You don’t dare crane your neck to look back at the man who has you bent over his bed, spearing you on his merciless cock and pounding his dick into your tight hole like he’s purposefully trying to break you.

Overblot. What a scary word. It felt wrong to even think of it, let alone be stuck with someone actually overblotting.

Leona looked more like a monster than he did himself. Covered head to toe with pools of ink, sand magic overflowing from his shaking hands, fangs ready to sink and kill, you were determined to bring back the man you loved.

“Too much… Too much…,” you whimpered out, your cheek pressed against his bed. Leona didn’t even respond, his nails digging into your hips in painful streaks as he thrust down into you, keeping you pliant and submissive underneath him. HIs hips slapped against your ass whenever he fucked you, and his pace felt relentless, as if the only thought he had on his mind was to stuff you with his cock and fill you with his cum.

You could barely feel anything in your legs. There was no doubt that your body had given out from your control a long time ago, and you were practically nothing more than just a sex toy for Leona to use until he got tired. Even if you felt a growing ache in your muscles and your core, you didn’t mind. If this was what it would take for you to bring Leona back, then so be it. You could endure the torturous process of being fucked out and overstimulated, the rancid streaks of cum and sand trickling across your skin and body, the knowledge that you were the only string between Leona and humanity.

“I want you back,” you whispered, pressing your forehead against his soft sheets. His scent was faint but there, as if to reassure you that he would be back. Your gut coiled up as he slammed his cock back into you, and an exhausted moan hitched in the back of your throat.

It would be a long process. You only pray that it will be worth it.

—Vil looks so holy, you think to yourself, that it’s hard to believe someone like him could fall to such lows for his ambitions. There’s no way that you could match his radiance when you’re being tainted by him, moving your hips up and down on his lap, pleasuring his throbbing cock even though your thighs had started burning with exhaustion a long time ago.

He coos at you, more gently than he had ever done. This side of him is so foreign and unexpected, you don’t know whether to trust this monstrous side of him or not. Vil hates pity—he works harder than anyone else for his results–yet this overblot creature croons at you for your love and your attention.

“Do you love me, my dear?” He asks. His lips are all over your neck, kissing you in wet, open-mouthed kisses. Black ink trickles down your shoulder and torso, pooling underneath you alongside the white ropes of cum that have laid there for a while. “Tell me. I want to hear your voice. Do you think of me to be the fairest?”

Your voice shakes, and you grip at his arms as you bounce on his lap. He’s thick and hard and needy, and your insides feel like they’ve been stretched to their limit with how much you’ve been fucking yourself on his dick. “Y-es, yes, I love you! You’re the fairest, Vil… Y-You’re the prettiest, fairest boy…”

He sighs, clasping his hands to your chest and letting his cold, clammy fingers fly over your skin. His metal claws ghost over your body, and you shudder at the feeling. He keeps on kissing your neck, leaving black lipstick marks over your pristine skin. “Yes… Say that again. You sound so angelic, so beautiful when you’re praising me.”

“Vil… Vil, please,” you whisper, letting him hold your hips. “Come back to me… I want you back, and I’ll love you the way you needed to be loved this entire time.”

He shifts his face, and you pause when his lips kiss the crown of your head: slowly, carefully, with all the affection this man has ever held for you in his life. “You already are, my sweetest darling.”

—He reeks of death, that Idia. If you didn’t care for him so much, you were sure that your reaction would be the same as everyone else’s. Fear and despair swirled in your stomach like poison, but you couldn’t dwell on it too much. It was hard to think about anything other than him really, especially when you were busy trying to tire him out and save the poor boy.

Your hands rubbed his cock slowly, and you pressed your fingertips against the underside of his dick. You pumped at his drooling dick, doing your best to pleasure him. Your eyes didn’t leave Idia’s face for one second, but every time you see the black ink marks criss-crossing his pale skin, your body runs cold with horror.

“Does it feel good? Stay with me,” you shakily murmur. You wish you could make yourself sound brave, but you’re sure Idia can already see the uncertainty pooling in your eyes. He pulls you close, and he bucks his hips carefully into your soft palms. A quiet moan escapes his parted lips, and he sounds more like a wounded animal than anything else.

“It’s always my fault,” he hisses, his golden eyes blazing with an emotion you can’t recognize. “Is it my fault I was cursed? Why is it that I need to take responsibility for things out of my control?”

He grabs at your face, pulling you up and looking at you straight in the eye. You feel so vulnerable under his gaze, sprawled out in front of him naked and with his cum smeared all over your hands and body.

He exhales deeply, furrowing his brows. “Do you blame me? Why do you insist on staying with me when I bring nothing but sorrow and tragedy? I can already see it—my curse is going to bring harm to you, and you’ll turn against me. They always do. So why? Why do you stay?”

Your mouth goes clammy, and his grip on you doesn’t loosen for a bit. His dick twitches, as if he enjoys seeing you tremble in submission like this. Like he enjoys catching you in fear, like a deer caught in headlights.

“Nothing bad has happened to me yet… It’ll take more than being scared for me to leave you,” you choke out.

Idia huffs to himself before he lets you go, and he presses you back towards his crotch. He seems deep in thought, but the bitterness written all over his ink stained face doesn’t dissipate for a moment. You don’t know what to do but to continue your job.

At least by doing this, you can stay by his side a bit longer.

x

[youraverageteaenjoyer]

Assigning Milgram characters Halloween costumes season 2 edition but it's actually Jackalope who choses for them to disrespect them

Haruka: a ghost, imagine making mister please give me attention dress up as something that's supposed to be invisible

Yuno: a siren, because that's too on brand (I could have said a vampire but she's definitely more like a siren)

Fuuta: a pirate, because uhh yeah the eyepatch, and he's given a wooden leg too, Jackalope knows so well you probably can't walk with that with shaky legs

Mu: the queen of hearts, no explanation needed I think (she'd slay it tbh)

Shidou: doctor Frankenstein, also no explanation needed

Mahiru: a mummy, she's already covered in bandages so (my poor girl)

Kazui: Victor from Corpse bride, because well, his wife his dead and he had another woman, so it works. It's a great movie he should be honored

Amane: Annabelle, he likes that's she's become scary so why not make her even scarier. Also, she's unfortunately already kind of a puppet for the cult

Mikoto: Vanessa from fnaf security breach, imagine if Jackalope makes him dress up as Vanny too

Kotoko: a werewolf, what else did you expect to be honest. A guard dog also works, because of her 'teamwork' with Es

Es: Gallerian Marlon from the Evillious Chronicles, do I even need to say more. Yes even Es has to participate

[languesbians]

Some thoughts on A VHS Christmas Carol, from a big ACC fan

In this post I’ll be referring to three other musical adaptations: Scrooge! (1970), The Muppet Christmas Carol (”MCC”, 1993) and A Christmas Carol: The Musical (”ACCTM”, 2004).

Bah Humbug!

First of all, nice inclusion of the narrator as a main character in the show. Dickens’ narrator has a lot of the best lines in the original book and not many adaptations include him (MCC being the big exception, of course).

BH is a classic “Scrooge is a bad guy” song, similar to MCC’s “Scrooge” and some others that aren’t as good. As this is a sung-through musical, BH also takes on the whole scene of Scrooge in his offices, with Fred’s visit, the charity collectors and Bob asking for the day off. It pretty neatly covers all of those points, has some really nice use of rhyme and metre, and most importantly is an absolute banger.

3 Spirits

Just to get this out of the way straight off: Meredith looks amazing; I really like this version of Marley and their body language and the music give them a great spooky vibe.

Both MCC’s (”Marley and Marley”) and ACCTM’s (”Link By Link”) Marley songs are some of the most fun in their respective musicals, but VHSCC takes a different approach of going for a more toned-down, otherwordly version rather than a big bombastic one.

This song has some great lines, with special mention to some of Marley’s adapted from the original: “My spirit never grew in life, I only grew my wealth” and “These scary chains I wear are also around you”, plus two of Scrooge’s funniest lines from this scene, “You're just indigestion” and “If they all came together it could save some time” which are good examples of how this show manages to include quite a lot of the original in such a short space of time.

I’m the Ghost

SoCPast is notoriously difficult to faithfully adapt to the original novel in a live-action setting, with only Jim Carrey’s (animated) version even trying. Jaime gives her ghost an almost ethereal voice which helps make her seem more... well, ghostly despite having a relatively ordinary appearance. I’d say it compares favourably to Jane Krakowski’s rather lovely performance of “Lights of Long Ago” in ACCTM.

Scrooge’s two big emotional moments - remembering Fred is his sister’s son and comparing Fezziwig to himself as a boss - are nicely handled here:

GOCP: “Everyone's so happy, but why?” ES: “The boss did a lot for us.” GOCP: “This wasn't very much to buy.” ES: “Not just what he bought for us. He gave us much more than that. He made us have a blast. You don't understand it.” GOCP: “Something on your mind?” ES: “Bob Cratchit...”

So many people are familiar with this story now that VHSCC doesn’t need to cover things in too much detail and can afford to be efficient with its lines - and even if you don’t remember this scene, just that one like “Bob Cratchit” says it all, really.

Two last points: the Ghost’s final “I’m the Ghost” just after “I’m Belle” is very funny, and Fezziwig’s party is unusually short compared to most musicals which make a lot out of it having actual music within the narrative, but that just gives us more time for...

That Scrooge

Huge props to Clark for making a Scrooge/Belle song which isn’t skippable - there’s a reason MCC cut “When Love Is Gone” from the film. Doing it as a power ballad rather than a wistful sad song was a great choice which turns this scene from usually a drag on the pacing to a strong contender for the best song of the show. Oh, and Janaya is so good in the staged version.

Christmas Electricity

Unlike his predecessor, SoCPres is pretty easy to get right - he’s fun, jolly and loveable, and gets a fun song to match his personality. “It Feels Like Christmas” is one of MCC’s best-loved songs, “I Like Life” from Scrooge has a catchy chorus, and ACCTM’s “Abundance and Charity” is... also there.

“Christmas Electricity” is an absolute bop, it’s impossible to not dance to and this Ghost is great in the hands of Starkid’s most talented dancer. I don’t have much else to say which you don’t already know - this song is very popular among the fandom - except for two other things:

Dylan’s reactions to “I spread it to the wealthy” and “Maybe you’re a greedy dick” are really enjoyable

I like the condensing of the “guessing game” scene into just two lines.

Priceless

This song is so incredibly 80s i refuse to believe it was written last year. Like “That Scrooge” it’s an upgrade from the saccharine rubbish most adaptations give the Cratchits (who, in the songwriters’ defence, are famously pretty boring). Giving the roles to two of Starkid’s longest-running and most-loved cast members probably helped quite a bit as well.

"Priceless” somehow makes them feel more... real. Finally they have some personality, especially Peter “Grateful I don't have what Tim has got” Cratchit. Okay, I’m being unfair - MCC and the 1999 Patrick Stewart version mostly avoid this by casting Kermit/Miss Piggy and Richard E. Grant respectively.

The Final Ghost

Even Bill Murray’s Scrooged, with its New York cab driver and unstable fairy as the first two spirits, didn’t veer from the classic Grim Reaper look for its final visitation. VHSCC does away with that old look and makes SocYtC a normal-looking human... except that they only sing in wordless vowels, which is somehow creepier. Swapping the “oo”s with “Ebenezer Scroooooge” at the gravestone reveal is a really nice effect which just hammers home the shock he’s feeling. Also, special mention to Joey and Lauren’s shaky voices in the Cratchits’ bit of this song.

On a lighter note, Scrooge’s reaction of “Okay spirit, funny joke, but that's not what I meant” to SoCYtC taking “Can anyone express any emotion from this death?” is pretty funny. It’s something which isn’t in the original novel but is very in-character for Dickens’ version of Scrooge.

Christmas Day

In the tradition of Holy Musical B@man, Firebringer and TGWDLM, the finale includes elements from multiple songs earlier in the show, like “Christmas Electricity” and “Priceless”. Of course we have to include the “Scrooge was better than his word” bit, and this version includes the bit about Scrooge ignoring people who laugh at him which doesn’t usually turn up, so clearly Clark has been paying attention to the source material.

We end with the final section of “Bah Humbug”, reinterpreted in a positive light to give the musical a big, heartwarming finish and a great tone to send everyone home on.

Conclusions

All in all, this is not only a good musical, it’s also a good adaption of ACC which manages to incorporate most of the key elements (both plot and character-wise) of the original while adapting well to its unusual setting. Credit to Clark and everyone else involved in making it, well done guys!

[ultravioletqueen]

Nombre completo:valentino Miguel pepper

Alias:val

Edad:17

Tipo de sangre:-A

Ocupación:estudiante de preparatoria

Ocupación actual:mesero en pepper paradiso y niñero

Fecha de nacimiento:14 de febrero(acuario)

Shows/juegos favoritos:romance,aventura(undertale, shera y salior moon)

Comida favorita:chocolate blanco

Instrumento:arpa

Animal favorito:gatos

Altura:1,65(5,5)

Familia:mr pepper(padre) Mrs pepper(madre) belle(hermana menor) cayenne(hermana menor) paprika(hermana menor) lewis(hermano adoptivo)

Arma:ninguna

Habilidades:visión espectral,detector de espíritus, ver a través de los disfrazes humanos de otros fantasmas, gran cocinero,telekinesis.

Personalidad:val es un adolescente muy asustadizo y fácil de hacer llorar, debido al bullying que sufrió de parte de sus compañeros por su "poca masculinidad" val tiene una muy mala imagen de si mismo considerandose alguien raro. Val es muy amigable y muy paciente con sus cercanos, val es poco sociable y no se relaciona mucho con la gente, pero cuando se siente cómodo puede incluso llegar a ser muy risueño.

Val es trabajador y siempre da su parte del trabajo, es muy dedicado a su trabajo como mesero y niñero. Val es sumamente sensible y muy empatico, siendo capaz de meterse en los zapatos de otros y entender sus situaciones. Val es un fiel creyente de lo sobrenatural y es de mente abierta,respeta las creencias de los demás y es respetuoso.

Apariencia:val es un adolescente de 17 años de estatura promedio, tiene el pelo rubio con mechas rosa pastel y ojos del mismo color, en apariencia es casi idéntico al señor pepper. Val se le puede ver usando una camisa a rayas blancas y grises debajo de una chaqueta fina de color magenta, lleva también un gorro y converse fucsia y su atuendo se completa con un collar con un pimiento rojo. Val también posee orejas perforadas y lleva aretes negros.

También tiene una prenda alternativa, que consta de un hoddie sin mangas de color blanco con dos rayas rosas, pantalones grises y sandalias rosas.

Historia:val nació poco después de la llegada de lewis, siendo el único hijo biológico varón de los pepper, val era constantemente acosado por sus compañeros debido a que "era poco masculino" al gustarle cocinar y el color rosa, sin embargo lewis siempre lo defendió y cuido de sus matones, por lo que val admiraba mucho a lewis ya que veía en el lo que quería ser:un hombre que inspire respeto que no tiene miedo de ser el mismo.val en más de una ocasión tuvo algún encuentro con lo supernatural debido a extrañas visiones de fantasmas o sueños locos. Tras la desaparición de lewis, val llegaría a padecer trastornos de la alimentación y empezó a tener más encuentros supernaturales, cuando se dio cuenta de que algo estaba mal fue cuando reencontró con su hermano, no podía ver su disfraz humano, veía su forma fantasma, val en ese momento fue junto a lewis con frigg para ver que era lo que tenía, resultaba que val era un vedoiro, una persona capaz de ver espíritus y la muerte.

Trivia:

*el diseño de val esta basado en mangle de fnafhs y de nathaniel kurtzberg de mlb.

*val sueña con el mundo de los muertos.

*val padeció de bulimia, sin embargo ahora está tratado y parcialmente recuperado.

*val es amigo de chloe, quien considera su mejor amiga.

*val y sus poderes estan inspirados en audrey verdancy de @reptilian-angel.

*el prefiere lo dulce más que lo picante.

*su voz headcanon sería Carlos Hernández en español y michael sinternikklas en inglés.

*nació el día de San Valentín(14 de febrero).

* val también es un usuario involuntario de telekinesis, ya que cuando duerme los objetos a su alrededor se mueven, si se mueven alrededor de él es un sueño normal pero si empiezan a moverse de forma alocada es una pesadilla, esto hace que no sea capaz de ir a pijamadas.

Full name:valentino Miguel pepper

Alias:val

Age:17

Blood type:-A

ocupation:high school student

"actual" ocupation:waiter in pepper paradiso and babysitter

D.O.B:February 14(acuario)

favorite show/game:adventure,romance(undertale, shera and salior moon)

Favorite food:white chocolate

Instrument:harp

Favorite animal:cats

Height:1,65(5,5)

Family: Mr Pepper (Father) Mrs Pepper (Mother) Belle (Younger Sister) Cayenne (Younger Sister) Paprika (Younger Sister) Lewis (Adoptive Brother)

Weapon:none

Skills: spectral vision, spirit detector, seeing through the human disguises of other ghosts, great Cook,telekinesis.

Personality: val is a very scary teenager and easy to make cry, due to the bullying he suffered from his peers for his "little masculinity" Val has a very bad image of himself considering himself strange. Val is very friendly and very patient with those close to him, Val is not very sociable and does not interact much with people, but when he feels comfortable he can even be very smiling.

Val is a hard worker and always gives his share of the work, he is very dedicated to his work as a waiter and babysitter. Val is extremely sensitive and very empathetic, being able to step into the shoes of others and understand their situations. Val is a faithful believer in the supernatural and is open-minded, respects the beliefs of others, and is respectful.

Appearance: Val is a 17-year-old teenager of average height, has blonde hair with pastel pink highlights and eyes of the same color, in appearance he is almost identical to Mr. Pepper. Val can be seen wearing a white and gray striped shirt underneath a thin magenta jacket, he also wears a fuchsia hat and converse and his outfit is completed with a red pepper necklace. Val also has pierced ears and wears black earrings.

He also has an alternative garment, consisting of a sleeveless white hoddie with two pink stripes, gray pants, and pink sandals.

History: Val was born shortly after the arrival of Lewis, being the only biological male child of the Pepper, Val was constantly harassed by his companions because "he was not very masculine" when he liked to cook and the color pink, however Lewis always loved it. He defended and took care of his thugs, so Val greatly admired Lewis as he saw in him what he wanted to be: a man who inspires respect who is not afraid of being the same. Val on more than one occasion had an encounter with him. supernatural due to strange ghost visions or crazy dreams. After the disappearance of Lewis, Val would suffer from eating disorders and began to have more supernatural encounters, when he realized that something was wrong was when he reunited with his brother, he could not see his human disguise, he saw his ghost form, Val at that moment went to Lewis with frigg to see what he had, it turned out that Val was a vedoiro, a person capable of seeing spirits and death.

Trivia:

* Val's design is based on mangle from fnafhs and nathaniel kurtzberg from mlb.

* val dreams of the world of the dead.

* val suffered from bulimia, however he is now treated and partially recovered.

* val is friends with chloe, whom he considers his best friend.

* val and his powers are inspired by @reptilian-angel audrey verdancy.

* He prefers sweet over spicy.

* His headcanon voice would be Carlos Hernández in Spanish and Michael Sinternikklas in English.

* was born on Valentine's Day (February 14).

* Val is also an involuntary user of telekinesis, since when he sleeps the objects around him move, if they move around him it is a normal dream but if they start to move in a crazy way it is a nightmare, this makes him not capable going to sleepovers.

[creepychippy]

Twisted Truth - Luigi’s Mansion 3 Fanfic

The whirring of Machinery, static Noises of Light and the occasional Chit-Chatting between some Ghosts echoed throughout the Laboratory that belonged to a certain little Ghost Researcher, who was currently researching something on his Computer.

17 Spectras were given the Duty of protecting valuable as well as important Elevator Buttons that were handed out to them away from a green clothed Plumber.  “He’s a malicious Ghosthunter who wants to stuff you into Paintings.”, as they were told. Most of them have put up a Fight against said Menace but were captured by him in the End regardless, including another Ghoul that was being deployed into one of the dome-shaped Capsules at the Moment, prominent by the all to familiar humming Sound that the trapped Souls got used to after a While.

“Gloria!”, the muscular Swimmer beside her called out, knocking a few Times on the Glass to get her Attention. He in Return got a sheepish Wave from her, her other Hand readjusting the Wig she was wearing on her Head as it got a little bit messed up during the Exchange Process.

“Yeah, I... sadly got captured. The Plumber’s got some groovy Moves however, I tell ya that.”

For a few Minutes, the ghostly Residents exchanged many Words between them, which however died down after a While, as there was seemingly nothing to discuss about anymore. That is however until the quiet Pianist took Note of something.

“Kruller, you seem to be pondering about something. What is on your Mind, if I may ask?”

Upon hearing his named being mentioned, the ghostly Cop snapped out of his deep Thoughts, resulting him glancing around in a confused Manner for a few Seconds before he turned towards Amadeus.

“Ah, I- it’s just-... n-nothing, really...”, he stammered out, his Hand shakingly fixing his Sunglasses. Even though he was one of the few Ghosts who got caught early on, he seemed still shaken up about it.

“Are you sure it is nothing? It appeared as if something is troubling your Mind, at least so it did to me.”, the ghostly Pianist calmly explained while having one Arm behind his back and gesturing with the other.

“Uhm, well...”

For a Moment, Kruller hesitated, but he quickly collected himself.

“Isn’t... it weird? All of this?”

“What do you mean, Dearie?”, a sweet Voice beside him suddenly chimed in. Apparently, the Conversation between the Cop and the Pianist has gotten the Attention of the ghostly Maid.

“I mean, what I’m- uhm... what I’m going to say next may sound strange, but... I don’t believe that the Plumber that Miss Gravely t-told us about is as evil as she makes him out to be...”

Upon noticing that some confused Stares were aimed towards him, his Voice went quieter at the last few Words, as some Sweatdrops were building on his Forehead again.

“Elaborate, please.”, the ghoulish Pianist told the ghostly Cop, his Eyebrows furrowing a little bit.

“I just mean- I mean, look at him. Miss Hellen told us that we potentionally have to face off against an evil Baddie who along a malicious Scientist wants to lock us into P-Paintings and keep us trapped in them forever. However, when I-I watched him through the Cameras from Time to Time, even encountered him-... all I saw was a scared and frightened Human, p-perhaps... lost even...” 

At this Point, every Spectra’s Attention was turned towards the nervous Mall Cop, quietly listening to him explain.

“Lad, Ah fought against Enemies that wanted me dead when Ah was alive, regardless if they were wetting their Pants or not. Just 'cause he was frightened doesn’t mean that he's innocent or that he doesn’t have any ill Intentions.”, a booming Voice that had an scottish Accent to it suddenly broke the Silence that had built itself around the Room just mere Seconds ago.

“Actually... I-I think I have to agree with Kruller in this Case. For someone who is supposed to be ‘a scary and vicious Ghosthunter who wants us locked away forever’, he appeared quite hesitant with attacking me, at least for the first few Moments. Not only that, but we have been trapped inside of these Capsules for Hours now instead of these terrifying Paintings that were mentioned.”, the thin Bellhop chimed in out of the blue as he folded his Arms, him seemingly pondering about something as well.

“Erm, t-that’s not the only Thing, though... P-please take a Look at that Capsule that stands besides Dr. Potter and Ug.”

As everybody turned towards the transparent Device, it turned out that said Capsule was empty.

“N-now look at all of us. Which one of us is missing?”

Thinking about it, everybody eventually came to the same Conclusion.

Morty.

“That is indeed weird. Where is he?”, the green Gardener scratched the Back of his Head, as he was puzzled as to what could have happened to the Movie Director.

Raising his Cap slightly with his gloved Hand, the ghostly Hillbilly decided to throw his own Argument into the Round.

“Well, maybe dat good ol’ Pipsqueak of a Plumber jus’ snatch'd dat shiny Button right out of our dear and beloved Director’s Hands when he wasn’t lookin. After dat, he jus’ left him ’lone to do his own lil’ Thing.”

“B-but don’t you realize something?”

Kruller was now staring at Clem, hoping that he would understand what he was trying to get across.

“It means that the supposed ‘malicious’ Ghosthunter and his little Scientist Friend wasn’t out to capture all of us like we were told and previously had assumed, else Morty would be here with us at this very Moment.”, Serpci exclaimed as the Revelation suddenly came to her Mind.

“Exactly! A-and besides that-”, once again, the intruiged Glances were being directed at the ghostly Cop, “- I-I think there’s something else I noticed...”

Timidly adjusting his Sunglasses as they slipped off a little bit before, he voiced the other Realization he made out aloud to everyone.

“E-every Ghost, i-inside this Hotel, us included, behaved much more... how should I say this... ‘agitated’ or ‘aggressive’ than usual...”

The ghostly Residents quietly looked at each other. Now that Kruller mentioned it, the ghoulish Inhabitants of this Place did indeed act out much more strangely as of lately.

“T-take Steward for Example. Remember when we talked about the Encounter we had with the Ghosthunter?” 

“Yes, I did.”, the red clothed Bellhop answered while staring at the purple Cop.

“Y-you said that you threw the Luggage inside the Garage at him when he fought against you, right?”

“You did what now?”, the sweet Voice that the undead Maid carried turned into a much more shocked Tone upon hearing this sort of Information.

“I know that you work a lot and are probably under a lot of Stress, but it isn’t like you to suddenly act out like this, Dearie!”

“Well, I... I don’t know what came over me. I just saw the Luggage and my Mind instinctively went ‘throw it at the Plumber’.”

This Time, some concerned as well as worried Glances were shared around the Group.

“A-and you, Chambrea. Please tell us how your Encounter went again.”

“I was peacefully cleaning the Room and saw a pretty Suitcase, but the green Ghosthunter appeared out of nowhere all of the sudden. Out of Panic, I... swallowed the Suitcase and fled the Scene...”

A slight Blush crept across the Maid’s Face as some murmuring from others could be heard. Meanwhile, Kruller decided to explain his Part of the Story, and at the End he finally turned towards the ghostly Chef beside him.

“Well, I was cooking in ze Kitchen as usual, until ze Plumber and his weird Doppelganger suddenly broke into it, which caused me to drop my Dish and.... suddenly lash out... at zem...”

At first, the orange Cook was confidently telling his Part of the Story, but his Voice dropped as soon as Realization dawned on him and he uncomfortably rubbed his Neck.

“Mister Wolfgeist, do you may want to continue?”, Chambrea calmly asked him, however Worry was now stretched over her Face.

“I was playing on my Piano, until that green Plumber walked into the Auditorium. I thought I could ignore him and simply just throw some Chairs at him to scare him off, but he turned out to be much more persistent than what I had previously assumed him to be. After that, he captured some Goobs, causing my Concentration to be thrown off and ulimately leading me to become really mad at him. In a Fit of Rage and Attempt to finally get rid of him, I... possessed my Piano and tried to slam it into him... destroying it in the Process...”

The well known nonchalant Expression that the Pianist carried on his Face was suddenly replaced with that of Dread, as he slowly looked down upon his Hands.

“Um Himmels Willen... what in Lord’s Name just came over me...”

On and on the Explanations went, with most Ghosts expressing the Feelings of Regret and Guilt as well as that of Unease and Concern along the Way and everybody making Revelation after Revelation.

“Just what the Hell is going on?”, Johnny blurted out while holding his Hands against his Head, as the current Situation admittedly made him more and more anxious as well as puzzled.

The DJ next to him tried to talk to the ghostly Swimmer in order to calm him down: “Johnny, Sweetie, please chill out. I’m sure we can find out what exactly is going on!”

“I be sure that Hellen be behind all o' this! I swear on me other Eye!”

“Miss Gravely? Why would you think that she would do something like this?”, Dr. Potter questioned the aquatic Pirate while adjusting his Glasses.

As every Soul was beginning to get into a heated Argument, including Ug who only was able to speak Gibberish, the ghostly Maid noticed that the Bellhop beside her was starting to act more nervously.

“Steward, Dearie, is everything alright?”

“...’s all my Fault...”, he mumbled in a tense Manner, his Sentence being barely audible, and he anxiously rubbed his Arms.

“Steward?-”

“It’s all my Fault!”, he blurted out all of the sudden, causing the Discussions between the Spectras to come to a Halt and look at him.

“How is this your Fault? You can’t be behind all of this, now can you?”

Crossing his Arms, Amadeus proceeded to stare at Steward questioningly, like he was trying to knock some Sense into the Bellhop for even bringin up such Claim.

“A-apologies, Stress got over me again. It’s just... I could have maybe prevented this and I’m blaming myself for it.”

The ghostly Cop gave him a sympathetic Glance and spoke up: “How so?”

“All of you perhaps heard about how a special Guest came to the Last Resort to visit us, correct? King Boo, as I recall. Before he arrived here, everything was running pretty smoothly and-”

“So ya think it was him?-”

Promptly, the ghoulish Pianist held up a Hand towards the pink Electrician.

“Clem, let Steward finish, it is rude to interrupt him when he wasn’t finished talking.”

“M’sorry.”

Clearing his Throat, the blue Spectra continued: “As I said, everything was pretty normal. That is until I went onto Miss Gravely’s Floor to retrieve the Elevator Buttons as well as Instructions and hand them out to you...”

He stopped for a Moment and grabbed at his Bowtie slightly, but collected himself and proceeded with his Story.

“No matter where I looked, there were Sculpures as well as Painting of this particular Guest everywhere. I... I think I even caught some Glimpses of Merchandise of him... Gee, I-I should have warned all of you and talked about it after all of what I have seen instead of keeping it to myself. In Hindsight, it was definitely a red Flag and certainly not normal...”

Some disturbed Expressions where exchanged in the Round, until MacFrights finally spoke up.

“So ya think a small wittle Boo who calls himself a ‘King’ could’ve done all of tis?”

“It wasn’t a small Boo, far from it! He was far bigger than Miss Gravely, his Appereance was much more different as well as menacing than that of a regular Boo and he wore a Crown with a Gem on it!”

“A Gem?”

The intruiged Queen chimed in as her yellow Eyes stared into those of Steward’s.

“Yes, a giant purple one.”

“Hmm, you’re definitely onto something then.”

In a Matter of Seconds, the entire Attention was now focused solely on Serpci.

“When I was alive, I was told Stories about how Kings and Queens amongst the Lands would use Gems that contained great Powers within them to rule over their respected Kingdoms. Even in todays Era, Tales of Folks using these particular Gems to harvest their powerful Abilities and utilizing them to their Advantages still make the Rounds.”, she recalled to the Group, one Hand resting against her Cheek while the other supported her Elbow.

“Of course!”

Ths Time, everybody turned their Heads towards the Capsule that contained the Triplets, since one of them, Ginny to be precise, seemingly remembered something.

“It has to be Mind-Controlling Magic that he’s using against us! Me and my Sisters know about a Tale that took present inside of the Evershade Valley a long Time ago. A Being with powerful Abilities apparently was able to use Mind-Controlling Magic against the Ghosts that reside there in said Area. We were so impressed an fascinated by that Story that we even have a small Replica of the Gloomy Manor inside an Aquarium in one of our Rooms!”

“So-”, Soulfflé kneaded his Temples, “if I’m understanding zis correctly, all of zis Trouble is happening because our dear Hotelowner has an Obsession over a big oversized Marshmallow who decided to trick and manipulate the entire Hotel? Just great...”

Even though it was pretty apparent what was going on, there were still some unanswered Questions that lingered in the Air.

“But what Reason would they have to bring a Ghosthunter here out of all Places, let alone send him after all of us? It just doesn’t make any Sense in my Head!”

Seeing Gloria getting so frustrated, Clem let out a tiny Snicker followed by a sarcastic Comment while he casually leaned back in his Rubber Duckie Floatie that he was lying on.

“Before ya totally break yer Head over such complicated Question, why don’‘t cha ask the Lady who’s behind all of this hersel-”

A familiar humming Noise once again echoed throughout the Room, interrupting the undead Electrician in his Speech, and every trapped Soul turned their Head towards the Source of the Commotion.

A certain ghostly Hotelowner with her beloved Pet was deployed into one of the Capsules this Time.

This was going to be one long an interesting Discussion.

[aeoki]

Grand Slam - The School’s Ghost Stories - Chapter 2

Location: Yumenosaki Grower Barn Characters: Tomoya & Aira

Tomoya: …Oh, we shouldn’t be chatting away like this. Let’s get to work, Shiratori.

I’ll teach you everything you need to do. Just leave it to me, I’m a pro when it comes to taking care of the animals ♪

Aira: You’re so reliable, Senpai!

You’re a huge help ♪ It looks like I was assigned to this job while I was absent from school.

Tomoya: Yeah~ That happens sometimes, huh. Everyone always pushes the work they don’t want onto someone else. I was made to be on the Sports Committee in junior high.

Aira: Ahh, that’s a lot of work, right? You’ve gotta prepare the equipment needed for P.E. and clean up afterwards too!

Tomoya: Yeah, everyone else gets to chatter away while I’m the only one working, you know~?

Aira: I totally know what you mean ♪

(Ehehe. I knew it, Mashiro-senpai is so easy to talk to.)

(I thought all the ES idols I’ve come across were oddballs and weirdos.)

(But it’s just him that feels normal ♪)

(Ehehe. But he said in an interview that he didn’t want to be called normal, so I won’t say that aloud. That’s a fan’s way of doing things ♪)

Tomoya: ? Why’re you smiling like that? Did you see something nice?

Aira: N-No. I was just happy about something. Anyway, what do we need to do, Mashiro-senpai?

It’s my first time doing this so I really don't know what I need to do.

Tomoya: Right, that’s why you were anxiously wandering around the area. What would you have done if I didn’t walk past?

But it sure was a disaster. Up until last year, the clubs would take turns taking care of the animals, so a nice upperclassman could show you what you needed to do.

But the ways we did things changed a bit this year. It feels like a period of transition. I have a feeling a lot of issues are cropping up because of that.

Aira: Uuu. I’m worried because I don't know how things work, but I’m more scared of rumours.

Tomoya: You do tend to be afraid of a lot of stuff, huh~ You’re a man so don’t be scared of stuff like ghosts.

Aira: The rumour about the grower barn doesn’t feel like it’s got something to do with ghosts, though.

Tomoya: Ohh, I’ve looked up stuff like that before with Hinata, so I’ve heard of it too.

The Seven Mystery about the grower barn says there’s a beast that vomits blood, right?

Aira: Yeah. It’s one of the Seven Mysteries at Yumenosaki, “The Blood-Vomiting Beast”.

Every ten years or so, the animals being raised at the Yumenosaki grower barn will fall sick to a strange illness and start throwing up blood.

Strangely enough, it doesn’t look like the animals die even if they throw up blood, but if humans touch or drink that blood, that sickness will spread.

And you’ll transform into something like an animal. I dunno what that means though.

Tomoya: I wonder if it’s like rabies or something… If it is then that’s really bad since it’s a deadly disease, but I’ve never seen the animals throw up blood before.

I volunteer to take care of the animals because I like doing it, but they’re all healthy.

They’ve never thrown up blood nor have I ever seen traces of blood here.

So, I’ll say it over and over but it’s okay. It’s just a baseless rumour.

Aira: I-I know. But on second thought, the school’s ghost stories are pretty spooky.

If only it’s just a story from a strange village or a hospital far away that’s got nothing to do with me.

It’s a rumour I hear in the places I go to every day. It feels weirdly realistic so it’s scary to think that some sort of calamity will befall me.

I can’t help but worry if I’ll get caught up in something strange like that.

Tomoya: Ahaha. You don’t want to take care of the animals because of a ghost story? I didn’t know you had such a cute side to you, Shiratori.

It looks like you faced that scary “Crazy:B” head-on just fine at “MDM” the other day, though.

Aira: Scary people and scary ghosts are totally different… It’s true Rinne-senpai’s scary because he’s huge and he acts really fierce, but there was something I had to say to him no matter what.

Maybe being on that big stage affected me somehow but I lost control of myself… Uuu, I think that was a bit embarrassing now that I think about it.

I’m hopeless as an idol and a student, so it didn’t feel right for me to say that, though.

Tomoya: …………

Aira: ? W-What’s wrong, Mashiro-senpai? Don’t go silent on me. It’s scary if you don’t say something, you know?

Tomoya: Well, um, err.

A-Am I seeing things? Look at that rabbit over there. Its mouth looks a bit red…

It’s almost like it had just thrown up blood.

Aira: W-What? Noo, noo. That’s so scary!

H-Hmm? The other rabbits are all trembling too.

T-They’re throwing up blood…!

Tomoya: Gyaaaaaaaaaaaah!?

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Ghostic - Exorcism 3

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(NOT JP PROOFED)

Season: Autumn

<At the same time in the ES medical office>

Yuzuru: (soft breathing)

Mmh...?

(...So I fell asleep. My head feels fuzzy.... Must be the effects of an unexpectedly deep sleep.)

(We have plans to practice till late in the night, so resting in the medical office for now should be just fine.)

(But I can't relax when I have nothing to do. At the very least I could do work that I can do even here. Let's order a replacement for the glass Young Master broke yesterday.)

(Smartphones are so useful in times like this. It's nice, being able to shop online for the tableware we use every day.)

(For me, it's useful for finishing tasks more easily. Maybe it's this era's chronic ailment, not being able to have free time without the presence of your work... ♪)

(- And my transaction is complete. Now that I'm at it, it wouldn't be a bad idea to look into Young Master's new phone options.)

(Society these days is full of dangers. For the sake of Young Master's safety, I almost want to attach a transmitter to his phone...)

(But I will not. That's way too overprotective. I suppose I'm still on edge from the baffling experiences that occurred yesterday.)

(Psychic phenomena are a matter of emotions - I've told myself that so many times now.)

(When you stay too still, you fall into the clutches of paranoia. Once I start worrying about Young Master, anxiety takes over me.)

(Once I return to practice, I can shake off these wicked thoughts. I'm sure everyone will allow me to rejoinnthem if I just say 'I feel much better after sleeping'-)

Tori: Gyaaaa!

Eeeeeek!

H-help me! This is way way way too freaky!

What the heck's been going on~ There's been weird shadows and cryptic handprints, and then hair raising music and weird props and more!

It's like they're making fun of me by having me flip between states of calm and despair!

What part of this is "entertainer talent" stuff!?

That mophead must be giddy about making me miserable! I'm tired of this emotional roller coaster~!

Keito: Calm down, Himemiya. My ears hurt if you scream so close to me.

Keito: Clear your mind of all mundane thoughts, and you will find even fire cool. Instead of being riled up, stay calm- (The first phrase is actually a proverb, with legends saying that this is what the Buddhist monk Kaisen Jōki said before burning down with his temple due to Oda Nobunaga. Keito is a well-read man!)

Tori: I don't need to hear that right now! If things are scary, then they scare you!

K-Kazehaya-senpai! Please keep a tight hold on my hand! Don't let go of me this time!

Tatsumi: Of course. I won't make the same mistake again.

Oh my. Only that place over there reflects light. It looks like it's covered by a white cloth... Could that be the exit?

Tori: The exit? We did it! Let's leave right now! ♪

Keito: Wait. When you look closely, isn't the white cloth... moving?

Tori: So is that a-

A GHOOOOOOOOOST!?

Eichi: Yup. Tori's reactions are just what I was hoping for.

He reacts well to both Wataru's ghost cast and the weird happenings. I can have high hopes for the haunted house.

Wataru: Even if the lights are out of service still, things have gone smoothly even with customers just using flashlights.

Once we get lights working for the event, I'm sure everyone will enjoy this attraction in its flawless state.

The gift bestowed to the masses by fine, the Amazing haunted house. I'm quite looking forward to that day ♪

Eichi: It's a big attraction we have poured our soul into. If people don't enjoy it, it would be a big let down.

Well then. The last thing left is the goal, the grand hall - so this very place. Just showing ourselves would spoil the fun, so let's hide in another room for now.

There's a poltergeist phenomenon waiting here back in the hall.

And then the shadows of old inhabitants haunting this building will appear in the paintings, luring the passersby to the world beyond -

The grand finale will be the dread of ghosts taking over you and our world. I'm sure that even Keito and Kazehaya-kun will get spooked by this.

Wataru: Fufufu, I would love to see that: the two of them when their whole bodies go cold! What would their faces look like, I wonder... ♪

Eichi: For Keito, it would definitely be-

Hm?

Wataru: Oh my, a phone call? Is it a construction contractor for the haunted house?

Eichi: No, it's from a private number. Who would call at this hour? I'll answer it.

…

Seems like it was a mute call. Guess it's a prank. There's lots of people who know my number after all.

Wataru: It could also be a case of them calling the wrong number. It's a possibility that once they heard your voice, they became flustered and hung up due to realising their mistake.

Eichi: Fufu. Maybe it's actually the ghosts of the land that are fed up with our haunted house.

Wataru: Goodness...!

Wataru: If that's the case, oh how utterly terrifying! Does this mean we will be snatched away by the spirits of this mansion...!?

Wataru: Are you ready to go and secure an escape route, Eichi? Let's grab our test subjects and arrange an emergency meeting!

Eichi: Ahaha. You're overreacting, there's no way stuff like that would actually exist ♪

Eichi: People seek answers for everything, even when this world has so many things in it that aren't understood yet.

Eichi: Any phenomenon must have a reason behind it. It's just that we don't know it yet -

Eichi: And psychic phenomena are just one example of those very things.

Wataru: Gosh. And I thought you would play along with my act, what a shame.

Wataru: However, your appreciation for these enigmas of life came across to me well. Dreams and fantasies are also something that help troubled people cope with life.

Wataru: The ES Haunted House - Let's make it a success, Eichi.

Eichi: Fufu... What's with you all of a sudden?

Eichi: Aren't you and I villainous accomplices committing the sin of scaring people?

Eichi: So, as proper villains, let's make sure Tori and company reach the goal, Wataru ♪

Wataru: Of course! Let's make the most of this till the end. And let's keep cryptic things as just that; cryptic.