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acircusfullofdemons · 21 hours ago
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DAYDREAMTOBER 2024 [30 / HAUNTED]
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╭──→ 💭 ──  DAYDREAMTOBER 2024
│ đŸŒ«ïž PROMPT ❞ 30 / haunted
│ đŸŒ«ïž PARAS ❞ emory warwick, myriam travers, delilah warwick
│ đŸŒ«ïž PARACOSM ❞ eternal labyrinth [phantasmagoria — the arcane files]
│ đŸŒ«ïž WORD COUNT ❞ 778
╰──────────── đŸ€
Short little thing about Emory and how RoseWood haunts him as much as he haunts it. Not proof read or edited </3
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RoseWood Manor is haunted. Anyone who spent more than five minutes in the place could figure that out. Those who stayed longer, the more permanent residents — one would be correct in assuming that they were the reason for most of the manor’s haunts. 
Majority were only Ghosts. Poor Souls who somehow died in the manor, forever wandering its halls in search of an exit. 
Others were stronger: Poltergeists. None knew more fame than Myriam — Mary, as the public now knew her. Haunting mirrors instead of the halls, she quickly earned a reputation for being violent, with those that summoned her ending up with gruesome deaths. 
Bloody Mary. Bloody Mary. Bloody Mary. Emory couldn’t help but chant her name every time he walked past a mirror. Not that he would ever say it out loud, of course. Talking to Myriam did nothing but upset him. And even if he did wish to speak with her, finding a mirror his height was exceedingly difficult. He often had to jump onto the bathroom counter or find someone’s vanity to check his fur. Neither of which he did often. Not anymore. 
When he first got turned into a cat, all those centuries ago, Emory was near obsessed with gazing at his reflection. Hours were spent just looking at himself, dissecting his appearance detail by detail. His whole body soft and squishy. Far more flexible — that took some time to get used to. As did walking on all fours. Going from a human to cat body was
an adjustment, to say the least. Now, Emory found himself with the opposite problem: if he were to gain a human body now, he’d have a hard time refamiliarizing himself with all the bells and whistles that form would contain. 
But his newfound enjoyment of mirrors came to a close end. Like all things, it was Myriam’s fault. One too many times has she caught Emory off guard whilst he was trying to groom himself
Such things were better left to someone more qualified. 
Unfortunately such a person was hard to find due to RoseWood’s ever-revolving residents. Daniel did what he could, as did Richard on the rare occasion he visited. 
But there was always Delilah. 
His dear little sister also haunted the manor’s grounds. Emory tried to avoid her, though unlike Myriam it was not out of hatred: it was out of guilt. He couldn’t protect her. He was too reckless, and thanks to his actions, his sister was killed. 
Emory could never decide if her memory issues were a blessing or curse. 
A blessing, for she didn’t have to remember the pain of dying. Didn’t have to remember Myriam’s betrayal of them both. Didn’t have to remember how Emory failed her. 
A curse, for he couldn’t talk to her. She did not remember who he was, not fully, and couldn’t comprehend what she meant to him. She no longer remembered their parents, what it was like when they died. How Emory tried to care for her afterwards. 
There were rare times where Delilah would say something, do something, or even just had this look to her — and for a moment it felt like his sister was with him again. 
But then the moment would pass, and it was just another Ghost looking at the strange cat inhabiting RoseWood Manor.  
And yet, despite all of this, she still sang while she brushed his fur, just like she did when he let her help him get ready for church. 
If someone had told Emory back then that he would be living in a haunted house as a cat, he wouldn’t have believed them. Not that he would be blamed. A haunted house is one thing. Being turned into a cat due to your own arrogance was another. Combining the two seemed impossible. Here he was, however, amongst the poor lost Souls that were now forced to live within the manor’s walls. 
Emory supposed that he, too, could be considered a lost Soul, in a way. He was no longer in his original body. The manor was the closest thing to a home he had now. There was no family to mourn him — Delilah hardly remembered and Myriam took great pleasure in boasting about what she had done to him. The only difference between him and the other residents was that he’s a cat, free to leave RoseWood’s grounds in search of something better. 
Though Emory knew — as did all the Spirits — that he would wind up back within the manor’s walls sooner or later. He could leave for as long as he’d like, but he’d always haunt RoseWood. 
There was nowhere else he could truly go, after all. 
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ethan-acfan · 8 months ago
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Dean: Maybe in another universe, I won't be used as a human weapon
Bucky Barnes: Not this one.
Percy Jackson: Try again.
Desmond miles: sorry man
Bruce Wayne: *shakes his head*
Harry Potter: ...
Harry dresden: damn
Jinx: idk why you're looking at me
Katniss everdean: not me either
Joel: *disappointed dad sigh*
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arachnophobic-larantula · 1 year ago
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ten characters ❧ ten fandoms ❧ ten tags
tagged by @thegreatdivide, @dani-the-goblin and @luvwich. Thank you so much 😊
Judy Alvarez - Cyperpunk 2077
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2. Ellie Williams - The Last of Us
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3. Vi - Arcane
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4. Max Caulfield - Life is Strange
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5. Don Karnage - Tale Spin
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6. Dana Scully - The X-Files
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7. Leliana - Dragon Age: Origins
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8. Oberyn Martell - Game of Thrones
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9. Mr. Davis (Henry Fonda) - 12 Angry Men
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10. Éowyn - The Lord of the Rings
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Thank you for tagging me <3
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truefandemonium · 7 months ago
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UPDATE: I got my six!! Thank you to everyone who dropped suggestions! đŸ™đŸ„ł I will be working on these for the next week or so and will be sure to post when I’m done! Thanks again!
PLEASE someone give me this challenge
From the following fandoms I’ll do any character: Evil Dead (OG trilogy only), Ash vs The Evil Dead, X-Files, Arcane, Black Mirror, The 10th Kingdom, The Last Kingdom, Encanto, Zootopia, BBC Ghosts, Yonderland, Harry Potter, The Quarry, What We do in the Shadows (movie), Gravity Falls, AMC Preacher, Netflix’s One Piece, Detroit Become Human, Lunatics: A Love Story, Ravenous, Hunger Games (OG trilogy)
And if you have one you think I’ll like or want to draw, let me know!
First 6 to reply will be picked! 😁
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death-rebirth-senshi · 15 days ago
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The silly ruinous urge to do a bloodtinge/arcane build is rearing its head...
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antitheticallyargumentative · 1 year ago
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I was tagged by @jamietarttdodododododo share 10 of my comfort shows and then tag 10 people, thank you !
1. Buffy the Vampire Slayer
2. Ted Lasso
3. The X Files
4. Derry Girls
5. Killing Eve
6. The Good Place
7. Arcane
8. Lost
9. Survivor
10. The Last Of Us
this was actually surprisingly HARD. i do not watch as much TV these days as I thought.
tagging @sighonaraa @halinski @flyingcoffeemugs2 @asteria-argo @mr-ghost-face @whimsical-roasting @abby420 @jamiesfootball @catalogercas @harrumphingtons and anyone else who wants to do this! as always no pressure <3
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cobwebinthegamingchair · 2 years ago
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Thinking of quitting the Pokémon binge and all the storylines. I just wasn't having fun with it anymore and it felt more like a chore to me. The only real fun I had with it was the battle scenes, and even coming up with those started to get a little bit tedious. Maybe creative writing just isn't for me.
On a more positive note, I have been brewing a NEW project for a little while now(one that doesn't involve RPing, thank god): a Mystery Game Binge! Anything with intrigue, murder, sleuthing and/or general crime-solving, I'll be attempting to play it! I've got a whole bunch of games and series I'm planning on playing through and I'd love to have you here to witness my LIVE reactions and thoughts on everything going down in them!
I'd also love for more recommendations! I'm already gonna be doing this for a long time with the games I currently have planned; but what the hell, the longer we can keep this going the better! In fact, just recently, I was able to add another game to the list with the unannounced release of The Murder of Sonic the Hedgehog. If this takes as long as I expect it to, I might even be able to add Professor Layton and the New World of Steam and Detective Pikachu 2 to the list later on!
This is the current list of games/series:
Ace Attorney series (main series, Investigations, TGAAC, PLvPW:AA)
Professor Layton series
Danganronpa series
AI: The Somnium Files series
Ghost Trick: Phantom Detective
Detective Pikachu
The Murder of Sonic The Hedgehog
Master Detective Archives: Rain Code
Tyrion Cuthbert: Attorney of the Arcane
Again, any and all recommendations are appreciated! I'd love to discover more mystery games, especially some more obscure ones!
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l33tsaber · 2 years ago
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I made a woof. :)
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galedekarios · 6 months ago
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meta master list
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BALDUR'S GATE 3
early access content & cut content
i'm strong enough. i'll carry on alone - a meta about gale's strength of character
i cherish you - a look into gale's ea romance
gale & curing the orb - what the game had originally planned for gale
cut reactions & dialogues - 23 cut conversations from ea
the loss scene - major cut scene from ea
the deer stew scene - major cut scene from ea
gale's three tadpole dreams - cut content from ea
gale's condition & how artefacts worked - cut content from ea
the tiefling party - part 1 - cut content from ea
gale's key art
unused gale's scene / datamined cut scene found in the game's full release files
tara's cut content for companion gale
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gale centric
gale & his parents - morena & his father
the netherese orb - consequences for gale's magic
gale & physical ailments caused by the orb
the nautiloid - where was he & where did he see the protag
gale - where was he kidnapped? ( 1 )
gale & yartar, the city attacked by mindflayers - where was he kidnapped? ( 2)
gale's love language - acts of service
gale's arcane hunger and its consequences
the missed potential of orin kidnapping gale
gale & masking - tell me more about yourself
epilogue - class specific skills gale learns from his s/o
to know you love me for the man that i am, not the magic i command... none have loved me so purely before - a closer look at gale & his relationship with the protag
gale & his love for his friends
gale's youth & time spent before the game's events
gale as professor at blackstaff academy
gale as a born sorcerer with a wizard's education
epilogue - gale, raphael, elminster and mystra
last night alive / act 2 romance scene cinematic notes
last night alive / act 2 romance scene devnotes
the drow twins scene
gale's scars - ea & full release
what do you need? - the red thread through gale's greetings
when is gale's birthday?
references in gale's banter on selection
evil ending devnotes
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relationships with companions & npcs
gale & elminster - mentor, friend & paternal figure
gale & elminster - an addition
minsc & gale - a meta about their relationship with each other
karlach & gale - a meta about the relationship between the two
gale & karlach - epilogue specific lines
what was i after all but a mortal plaything in sacred hands? - parallels between gale and shadowheart
gale & withers - epilogue specific lines
gale & the ash, the magma mephit
gale & lae'zel
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gale & family
gale & morena
gale & tara - general dialogue
tara being protective of gale
gale & tara - epilogue banter
gale & tara - epilogue ambient banter
tara & her little love
tara can speak common but doesn't want to
tara likes to snoop through gale's things
dialogue collection of tara & gale
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items
gale's epilogue outfit - items decriptions & analysis
god!gale's outfit - items details & analysis
gale's animation vs standard wizard animation - a comparison
the chosen's earring - idle champions item descriptions
tara in idle champions - item decriptions
armillary sphere - coliar, karpri, anadia
gale's companion icon
the epilogue room
piano playing
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waterdeep
waterdeep's splendours - what makes waterdeep special
waterdeep's festivities and celebrations
ahghairon's lost nose - who was ahghairon?
gale, waterdeep & coinage - a meta about waterdeep's coins and gale's wealth
manycats alley & a hc
wedding traditions in waterdeep - the wedding band
waterdhavians and their way of life - class & station, character & temperament, other races, smalltalk
doth thy mirror crack - ambient dialogue & waterdhavian saying
waterdeep after the game ends - trouble is brewing
the hospice st laupsenn & gale's stay there
waterdeep's wards
part 1: dock ward
part 2: castle ward
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shorts
gale & home
the finer things in life
until we wake again, my love
scent - tim downie's hcs
colours associated with gale - tim downie's hcs
gale's themes - tim downie's hcs
epilogue - bookworm gale sneaking into various libraries & book shops
epilogue - epilogue description of professor vs god ending
epilogue - new hobbies
a look at gale's lifespan with an elven partner
quiet is not always peace
romance epilogue details - a closer look at outfits outfits & animations
idle animations - a closer look
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DRAGON AGE: THE VEILGUARD
musing on the companions' rooms
down among the dead men: a closer look at emmrich's short story in tevinter nights
emmrich's vows & vengeance episode
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acircusfullofdemons · 2 months ago
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Was writing something up for RoseWood and realized. Emory and Myriam never ... got fired. Myriam turned Emory into a cat and Emory invertedly caused Myriam to be tried as a Witch -- but Richard never FIRED them. He never told stop working at RoseWood?? Which like. Getting turned into a cat and poltergeist respectively might make work difficult ... but I guess not impossible in Richard's eyes.
I think somewhere down the line either Myriam quit or Richard did fire her as she ... can be difficult, without getting too much into it. Emory still very much works for him so like. imagine. you just got employed by a mysterious vampire and the first coworker you meet is a cat. would you stay yes or no
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actual-lea · 1 year ago
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So who wants to hear about the stupid stupid way I'm playing Baldur's Gate 3?
I made it to Act 3 on my first (original character) playthrough like a week before Patch 5 came out, and after finding it absolutely unplayable (on the PS5) decided it was time to go ahead and start an origin character run for the funsies while waiting on the new patch to fix the Lag Hell. Naturally, I picked Gale. Since this was mostly just for fun/to hold me over until I could continue my other file, I decided it would be a nice time to see what happens if you just refuse to consume any magic items. Of course, if you are not playing as Gale and ignore his Orb Problem, he will apparently eventually leave your party, but what if you ARE Gale? I couldn't find an answer with a minimal amount of Googling SO
There are three stages to his Arcane Hunger, each of which give you increasingly debilitating debuffs: Arcane Hunger, Greater Arcane Hunger, and Severe Arcane Hunger. It seems the triggers for progressing to the next stage are the same as the triggers where he would start needing an item in my other file (i.e. that bridge next to the Blighted Village, entering the temple at the Goblin Camp, the Hag's Lair, etc.) which obviously makes sense. I figure with the amount of contingencies in this game for incredibly specific situations, surely there is some kind of unique dialog or fun cutscene that will play if I ignore the Arcane Hunger long enough and just play through the debuffs.
I played Act 1 completely normally, doing a lil quicksave every time I was about to Long Rest just in case the game gave me a cutscene of the big explosion upon waking up (I thought maybe it would be time-based, similar to the game over you get if Gale dies and you leave him for 3 days (? I think?) which does not seem to be the case). I made it through basically everything without anything odd happening besides the aforementioned debuffs. The Severe Arcane Hunger is where things get really sloggy, because Gale can only move at half speed.
I have been slowly trudging EVERYWHERE since the Goblin Camp.
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I eventually started going out of my way to make sure I hit all the Arcane Hunger triggers I know about, to see what would happen, and the answer is nothing, aside from Gale occasionally reminding me that he's wracked with terrible pain.
So, surely, the game will certainly not let me into the Mountain Pass without SOMETHING happening, right?
WELL
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That's surprising, but whatever, at least now I have the chance to see what happens if you go meet Elminster without having consumed any magic items,
Except
He wasn't there.
I went to the area in the Mountain Pass where the cutscene is supposed to start, and it just. Didn't happen. Nothing happened. I could walk right up to the entrance to the next area.
But SURELY, the game won't let me into the gotdamn Shadow-Cursed Lands without saying SOMETHING about the fact that the orb has been starving for several weeks at this point, right? The game isn't going to let me into Act Freaking 2 without at the very least giving me a game over to tell me I'm not allowed to do this and make me reload and actually feed this poor starving wizard, right?
RIGHT?
WELL
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WELL
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Here we are. I'm at the Last Light Inn, I'm at the Taco Bell, I'm at the combination Last Light Inn Taco Bell with a bag full of delicious Cheesy Gordita Magic Boots that I refuse to eat.
SO LIKE. How far does this go??? Am I gonna be able to infiltrate Moonrise Towers without ever speaking to Elminster? Am I gonna trudge all the way to Ketheric at half freaking speed and fight him with Disadvantage on everything?? Am I gonna make it all the way to goddang Baldur's Gate with a Netherese orb that is long overdue to explode???
Like I said, I did not find an answer on what happens if you do this on a Gale Origin playthrough, and at this point, I don't even want to, I just want to see how far I can take this.
I already know I'll have to do another normal Gale playthrough where I actually FEED HIM after this, because I'm sure I've missed out on a ton of dialogue and whatnot, especially from Tara who only ever has this to say when I speak with her in camp:
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I am genuinely beginning to wonder if there is actually nothing in place to stop me from doing this. I am wondering what the dialogue options will look like when I get to the "Heart of the Absolute" where Gale would ordinarily want to blow himself up, if Elminster had ever shown up to tell him to do so. Maybe the devs just didn't bother, and figured that no one would be stupid and stubborn enough to play through the whole dang thing while so severely debuffed.
Joke's on them, Disadvantage means NOTHING to Magic Missile Machine Gale Dekarios.
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does-it-introject · 7 days ago
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QUEUE CHECKLIST
[pt: Queue Checklist /end pt]
... will get updated every once in a while! Also hidden below the cut due to the amount of requests!
In the queue waiting is:
Murder Drones
Subnautica (Franchise)
Danganronpa
Jujutsu Kaisen
Dungeon Meshi
Mass Effect (Series)
Danger Days: The True Life Of Fabulous Killjoys
Lord Of The Rings
Fallout 4
QSMP
Transformers
Amphibia
Sk8 The Infinity
Hermitcraft
Owl House
Creepypasta
Life Series
Once Human
Star Trek (Franchise)
Bluey
My Hero Academia
VTubers
Skibidi Toilet
Demon Slayer
Ride The Cyclone
Dandy's World
Robert De Niro
Neon Genesis Evangelion
Poppy Playtime
How To Train Your Dragon
Komi Can't Communicate
Madoka Magica
Deadlock
Full Metal Alchemist (2003)
Mandela Catalogue
Overwatch
Voltron Legendary Defenders
Good Omens
The Walten Files
Chainsaw Man
Outlast
Spookys Jumpscare Mansion
SCP Universe
Class Of 09
Remnant: From The Ashes
Full Metal Alchemist: Brotherhood
Arcane
Hiveswap
Warcraft Universe (WOW, Warcraft, ...)
Friendsim
Inscryption
Starcraft (Franchise)
Vocaloid
Still Wakes The Deep
Roblox
Riverdale
Hazbin Hotel
Red Dead Redeption 2 (RDR2)
Monster High
Doom 64
Into The Spiderverse
Spider Gang (Music Collective)
Silent Hill (Universe)
Helldivers 2
The Magnus Archives
Marvel Cinematic Universe (MCU)
DC Cinematic Universe
My Demon (Kdrama)
Needy Streamer Overload
Stardew Valley
Honkai Star Rail
Hellpoint
Alien vs. Predators
Cookie Run (Franchise)
OneShot
Critical Role
Castlevania
Markiplier Cinematic Universe
Gravity Falls
Palworld
Stray Kids (Kpop)
Soul Eater
Bendy And The Ink Machine (Universe)
Shakespeare
Ace Attorney
Kid Icarus
Slimecicle Cinematic Universe
Signalis
LGBTQ+
Kancolle
Loop SMP
Parkour Civilization
Warframe
Jacksepticeye Cinematic Universe
Sherlock BBC
Dimension 20
Friends (/factives, not the show)
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2012)
Tiger X Bunny
Just Shapes And Beats
Puyo Puyo
Tale Of The Nine Tailed
Wuthering Waves
Alter Ego (Mobile Game)
Warhammer
What Remains Of Edith Finch
My Little Pony
Rabbit And Steel
GrayStillPlays
Magic The Gathering
Epic The Musical
Azur Lane
Magical Girl Raising Project
Nevermore (Webtoon)
Destiny 2
Numbers
Remnant II
Vermintide I and II
Mr. Robot
Severance
Sailor Moon
Eddsworld
Kingdom Hearts
Dead By Daylight
Arknights
Kamen Rider
Ni No Kuni
Arrow (TV Show)
Nimona
RWBY
I'm The Grim Reaper (Webtoon)
Welcome To Demon School Iruma-kun! (Mairimashita Iruma-kun)
Call Of Duty
Plants Vs Zombies (Original Game)
#Actually Plural (The Tag)
The Concept Of Math
The Evillious Chronicles
Cry Of Fear
Kingdom Hearts
Family Members
Resident Evil (Franchise)
Lego Ninjago
Five Nights At Freddys (Rerun)
Umbrella Academy
Professor Layton
Helluva Boss
I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream
Zenless Zone Zero
JoJos Bizarre Adventure
Steven Universe
Warrior Cats
Fight Club (Rerun)
Bojack Horseman
Battle For Dream Island
Spongebob Squarepants
House MD (Show)
Team Fortress 2
RanFren
Colors
Land Of The Lustrous
NomNomNami Games (Collectively)
Pressure (Roblox)
The Amazing Digital Circus (TADC)
The Coffin Of Andy And Leyley (TCOAAL)
Ic3speak (Band)
Baldurs Gate 3
Ensemble Stars / Enstars
Star Wars (Franchise)
Kirby (Franchise)
The Batfam
Tokyo Mew Mew
The Beatles
Osomatsu-san
Undertale AUs (generally)
Apps (like, on the phone)
Welcome Home
Dead Poets Society
Zero Day
Voices Of The World
ContentSMP (by DoctorR4t)
BigTop Burger (Show)
The Hunger Games
Doors (Roblox)
Percy Jackson
Shin Megami Tensei
Lucifer (Show)
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avalon-of-babylon · 1 year ago
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CHEST OF HOLDING
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This is inherently improper use so do this at your own risk and please report any problems with me and Larian for everyone's sake.
Preliminary findings/Original post
So I've been collecting pretty chests in case there's housing later and one of the chests I've kept is the Chest of the Mundane from the Arcane Tower in the Underdark because it's pretty and I think it's funny sticking stuff in here. Well because of all that I've been putting my chest collection in there and a minute ago I picked it up. Completely full of over a dozen other chests I was still able to pick it up. It's magic not only makes things look like mundane items it also gives them their weight, making the Chest of the Mundane is the closest you can get to a bag of holding. It has a base weight of 20lbs meaning the 227 loot items in there with over a 100lbs of weight was reduced to 36lbs.
"Proper" Use
Be careful when moving items. I have accidentally lost items while doing this and because it makes things things mundane they become hard to find after so be careful.
Save often. You don't need to save every time you use it use it but because of bugs I've discovered it's best to save regularly.
Don't be worried when selling. All the items in the chest should appear in the holder's inventory with the value of what it's disguised as, just moving them to the sell area will remove the enchantment and give them back their true price.
Recommended for Karlach. Because the chest has a base weight of 20 and will go higher I recommend having our girl Karlach or another character with a high carry capacity hold it.
Sell often. Because the weight will slowly go up as you loot sell when possible to keep from things getting out of hand.
Read and mind the warnings below. The warnings below are serious and there for a reason.
WARNINGS MUST READ
DO NOT EVER LOOT THE ENTIRE CHEST AT ONCE. This will at best bug out your inventory and as worse crash the game.
I fully believe Larian did not expect anyone to use the chest like this making any use of it in this way is inherently improper.
Do not fuck around with the chest. I do not know what will happen if you throw, destroy, sell, place or move the chest when full of random crap.
The chest isn't always right. Because this is inherently improper keep an eye on numbers like carry weight and mundane item value. These can be a warning that the chest might start bugging your inventory.
Verify file integrity. If things start acting weird don't be afraid to put the game down for a bit, verify your files, and take a break. Verifying takes 10-30 minutes for me, just make dinner, do your laundry, take a shower, clean your desk, it'll be ready when your done.
This has not been tested in multiplayer. I'm trying to talk my cousin into testing how it for me but until them it's a mystery.
Consider the risk. Cheesing the game like this is not without problems. Personally I'm a dumbass who sees this on the same level as modding outside Vortex or CursedForge when you have no fucking clue what your doing.
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Soooo I started a new game a turns out the chest isn't doing the thing.
It will still bug out your game if you loot all so don't bother doing anything with it but going "hehe the sword is now a cup"
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890prodoctions · 9 months ago
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Actually, I've done something really epic gamer right now. Turns out. The photos were available in high quality. Just not from that archive! Apparently These pictures are still on Tumblr, all you need is the link! So, copy and pasting the links from the archive post, allows us to view the files! But they're still kinda low quality... However, when you hover over the pictures in the archive you can see that they say: "tumblr_njuardbVUb1s6muneo(1-6,8)_1280.jpg"... and in these lower quality versions of the files they instead have 500 or 250 instead of 1280 So, If you change the numbers at the end to 1280...
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YOU GET TO DOWNLOAD THEM IN THEIR ORIGINAL QUALITY. (Or at least... close to the originals. (The sonic is my boyfriend art is still slightly compressed... leading me to believe that there might still be a higher quality version than 1280... (Here's the link to the art if any of you wanna try and find it... (And here are the pictures on Tumblr: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 8. (Also... Judging from the naming convention, I'm lead to believe that picture 7 is missing...))) Do with these and this information what you will, but I am incredibly delighted to have found these!!!
Whoever archived this post by GlicthCityLA on the Wayback Machine is an absolute legend!!!! Thank you so much!!! We have some official photos of the event now!
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Unfortunately, the pictures are low quality but low quality is better than nothing! I'm gonna be downloading all of these just to keep them safe. Also bonus thing too:
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mercillery · 3 days ago
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REQUEST: Do you think you can do the request for the reader who was a villain in the entire superhero world who somehow gets transported into one piece world and meet yandere Shanks? I like to imagine the reader acting naturally mischievous, just like Jinx from Arcane, although she only did it for fun and to survive for some reason.
WARNINGS: GENDER NOT SPECIFIED + NOT PROOFREAD
NOTES: I really hope I did this right because I have NOT been on my A game lately 😭
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Your arrival in the One Piece world is less of a graceful entrance and more of an explosion—literally.
One moment, you’re minding your own business, and the next, you’re plummeting from the sky like some demented shooting star, limbs flailing and curses flying. You crash into the middle of a bustling port town, sending crates, seagulls, and the occasional unlucky bystander scattering in all directions. The dust settles, and there you are, standing in a crater of your own making, grinning like you meant to do that all along.
Welcome to the Grand Line, where logic checks out and chaos clocks in.
The marines stare at you with the wide-eyed horror usually reserved for sea kings or Luffy’s buffet bill. Pirates gawk, unsure whether to laugh, run, or offer you a drink.
You give them your signature sharp, mischievous grin—one part charm, two parts “I’m going to ruin your day,” and an extra sprinkle of “just try me.” Confusion ripples through the crowd like a wave. You bask in it, your energy crackling and boundless, a living storm wrapped in human skin.
The local pirate crew, tough guys with a collective IQ rivaling a bag of rocks, size you up and make the classic mistake: they think you’re just some eccentric with a flair for drama.
That’s when you move. Before they can blink, you’ve turned their leader’s sword into a modern art installation, shoved two marines into a barrel labeled “Pickled Fish Heads,” and balanced a seagull on your shoulder for dramatic effect. Panic and hilarity ensue.
Word travels fast on the high seas, and it doesn’t take long for whispers of your chaos to reach ears in the highest (and lowest) places. The World Government adds your name to their ever-growing list of headaches, filed under “urgent” and “why do we even bother?” You’re not just a problem—you’re a full-scale diplomatic incident wrapped in a smirk and delivered with a bow. Basically, you’re a concern now.
But it’s not just the marines who take notice. Somewhere far off, a certain red-haired pirate lifts an eyebrow. “Looks like there’s a new wild card in the deck,” Shanks mutters, eyes glinting with that mix of amusement and intrigue. Congratulations, you’ve officially caught the attention of the world’s most unpredictable forces. This is where his obsession with you begins.
At first, Shanks is amused—entertained, even—by the novelty you bring to the seas. Honestly, who wouldn't be? The way you breeze through confrontations with the grace of a tornado and the subtlety of a sledgehammer piques his interest.
Watching you dismantle the strongest foes, evade the deadliest traps, and still manage to smile through it all is like watching a firework show that never ends—bright, unpredictable, and dangerously beautiful.
But Shanks isn’t some easily impressed fool. No, he’s smarter than that. He doesn’t just enjoy the show and move on. No, his amusement slowly morphs into something deeper. Something more
obsessive. You don’t just break rules—you make your own. And that, my friend, gets under his skin in a way he wasn’t prepared for.
It’s not just the chaos you bring to the table, but the fact that you seem to slip through danger with such ease. You take risks like you’re daring the world to stop you, and yet—you never get caught.
Shanks, being the perceptive captain he is, knows there’s something behind that. There’s a fire in you, sure, but there’s also something more—a certain
 darkness? A guardedness that doesn’t show on the surface but flickers in your eyes every time someone gets too close.
Oh, he notices that. You laugh and joke with everyone around you, your antics a constant stream of unexpected, glorious chaos, but when it’s just you—when the spotlight’s not on you, when you're not performing for an audience—you’re different.
Your smile tightens, sharp as a blade, more of a dare than an invitation. It’s like a challenge in disguise, one that says, If you want something from me, you better be prepared for the cost. Shanks watches, fascinated, as you put on this show of being carefree and invincible, but underneath all the madness, you’re calculating. You’re always thinking, always a step ahead.
It’s obvious you don’t trust anyone, not completely, and Shanks? Well, Shanks doesn’t push too hard. Not yet, anyway.
He’s intrigued, yes. But he’s not stupid. He knows better than to charge in like some lovesick fool. You? You’re unpredictable, like a live wire just waiting to snap. He doesn’t want to get too close too fast, doesn’t want to make you feel cornered or raise an eyebrow at him.
And besides, that’s part of the fun, isn’t it? Watching from a distance, observing your every move, figuring out what makes you tick. The dance between curiosity and caution. Where did you come from? Who are you, really? How do you work? What makes someone like you—so erratic, so full of life—tick? Is it just instinct? A desire to keep the chaos alive? Or is there more to you than meets the eye?
And so, he watches. He watches the way you challenge the strongest and most fearsome foes like it’s nothing more than a Tuesday morning. He watches the way you smile at danger, never afraid of it, never running from it—just wading through it like you were born for it.
And more than anything, he watches the way you handle yourself when the storm clears, when you’re alone in the aftermath of all your destruction. In short, his intrigue starts with hearing about you, then turns into obsession when he finally sees you in action. Shanks is no stranger to dangerous things. And you, my dear, are dangerous—albeit in the best way possible.
Eventually, after admiring you from the shadows for so long, he decides to approach you. He does it in the most Shanks-like way possible: a mix of casual charm and reckless abandon. He’s not one for grand entrances; no crashing through walls or dramatic monologues here. No, he’s more of a “show up when you least expect it, but somehow it feels like he’s been there all along” type.
Picture this: you’re lounging somewhere high up—because heights are fun and gravity is just a suggestion when you’re you. Maybe you’re perched on a crooked rooftop, legs dangling dangerously over the edge as you tinker with a small gadget you found in some unsuspecting marine’s coat pocket. It’s a ticking contraption that probably shouldn’t be ticking, but that’s half the fun, isn’t it? The town below is bustling, oblivious to the chaos brewing in your hands. A seagull eyes you warily, as if it’s considering retirement if you stick around any longer.
That’s when he makes his move.
Shanks approaches you the way a cat would approach a bird—slow, steady, and with a smirk that suggests he already knows how this will end. He makes his presence known before he gets too close, humming some sea shanty that’s off-key enough to be endearing but not so bad that you’d throw your shoe at him.
He’s got his signature grin in place, the kind that says I’m here for a good time and maybe a headache or two. The townspeople below don’t even bat an eye; they’re too busy trying to remember if they left their windows locked the last time you strolled by.
Now, Shanks isn’t trying to startle you. He’s smarter than that—he’s seen what happens to those who catch you off guard. One minute, they’re standing proud, and the next, they’re tied up in some sort of human pretzel that makes them reconsider all their life choices.
No, he doesn’t want to be on the receiving end of whatever improvised booby trap you have up your sleeve today. So, once he’s within sight, he makes sure to announce himself, arms spread wide as if to say, Look! No hidden swords, no sudden moves. Just me and my questionable sense of judgment.
“Am I interrupting, or is this a bad time to mention that thing’s probably set to explode?” He quips, eyes twinkling with amusement. Of course, he’s not really worried—it’s Shanks. The man’s faced off against warlords and monsters that would send most pirates running home to their mothers, so a mischievous villain with a penchant for mayhem? That’s practically a vacation.
You arch a brow, glancing from him to the gadget that’s still ticking away. It’s almost funny—the most wanted man on the seas is standing there, grinning at you like he’s just wandered into a tavern and found the last seat at the bar.
Shanks knows he’s playing a risky game, approaching you unarmed and unafraid. But then again, that’s exactly the kind of gamble he loves. He’s betting that the spark of curiosity in your eyes will outweigh whatever impulse tells you to turn this meeting into a test of reflexes. And let’s be honest: he’s not wrong.
You tilt your head, the corners of your mouth quirking up just enough to let him know you’re intrigued—but not enough to let him off the hook. What’s his angle? Why is one of the most infamous pirates in the world standing here, acting like he’s just interrupted a casual hobby and not a potentially catastrophic experiment?
It’s not lost on you that most would run in the opposite direction at the mere sight of you tinkering with something potentially explosive. But this man? This ridiculous, audacious, red-haired captain? He’s leaning in, all while wearing that grin that’s one part roguish and two parts I’m absolutely going to regret this later. And somehow, that’s exactly what makes him fascinating.
At first, it’s almost funny. Because after that he’ll just start popping up out of nowhere, leaning casually against a market stall or sipping a drink at some rowdy tavern you’re sure he has no business being in.
He always wears that same knowing smile, as if the universe itself just happens to love playing matchmaker with you two. “Crazy running into you here,” he’ll say, voice laced with that lazy, deep amusement that makes you want to both smirk and roll your eyes. Crazy? Please. The only thing crazier is how often he’s finding you in the middle of your next big scheme.
But soon, the pattern becomes unmistakable. It doesn’t matter where you go—a sleepy fishing village where you may or may not have set a few docks on fire for fun, or a dense jungle where you’re sure no one could possibly find you while you scout for mischief—there he is.
Always at the perfect time, always with that lopsided grin and a sparkle in his eye that says he’s loving every second of it. It’s uncanny, really. The man’s supposed to be one of the most powerful pirates alive, yet here he is, spending an absurd amount of time just “accidentally” running into you.
And oh, how it gets under your skin. Because whether you’re raiding a marine base disguised as a disheveled merchant or setting up a prank involving way too much gunpowder and a seagull with questionable morals, there he is—unfazed and curious, with that maddening, calm presence of his.
He’s not just watching; he’s studying you, savoring every moment like you’re the best show on the high seas. Sure, anyone else would be calling for backup or running for cover, but not him. No, he’s the fool standing in the eye of the storm, watching with the kind of exhilarated wonder usually reserved for treasure hunts or legendary battles.
You, on the other hand, start to notice his little game. The “oincidences” pile up until they’re as obvious as a sea king at a beach party. You’re torn between annoyance and amusement. It’s flattering, in a way.
After all, it’s not every day that someone like Shanks, with all his charm and laid-back swagger, goes out of his way to stalk—sorry, coincidentally encounter—someone as unpredictable as you.
But it’s also infuriating. Who does he think he is, trying to turn the tables on you? You’re the master of chaos, the orchestrator of mayhem, and here he is, making you feel like you’re the one caught in some elaborate game.
Still, you try to outwit him. You switch up your routines, veer off into the most uncharted, unpredictable places, places so remote even the mapmakers just gave up and doodled sea monsters instead. You lay low, stir up trouble in places you’re sure won’t make it back to any pirate worth their salt. But somehow, some way, there he is.
Maybe he’s helping himself to an ale at the dingiest bar you could find, or maybe he’s leaning against a tree in the middle of nowhere, one hand on his sword and a smirk that practically screams, You didn’t really think I’d let you get away that easily, did you?
And if you try to push him away, that just won’t work. If anything, he’s more enchanted. Because to Shanks, every glitter bomb, every prank, every trick you pull is just another piece of the puzzle, another reason to be fascinated by you.
And somewhere between dodging your traps and trying not to laugh himself to death, he realizes he’s not just amused anymore—he’s head-over-heels, completely gone, the kind of infatuation that doesn’t end with simple fascination but with something much deeper. The man who could laugh off an admiral’s challenge now finds himself more captivated by you than any battle or bounty could ever make him.
Shanks’ affection sneaks in slowly, like a storm building on the horizon—quiet at first, but impossible to ignore once it hits. It starts as something harmless: an extra drink sent your way when you’re raising hell in a tavern, a knowing smirk as he casually keeps one hand on his sword when a fight breaks out.
But then it grows.
He starts hovering—not in an obvious, clingy way, but enough that it feels like he’s always a step behind you. Whether you’re flipping off marines or turning another pirate’s ship into a makeshift fireworks display, he’s there. Watching. Always watching.
And for someone who’s supposed to be laid-back, Shanks sure has a knack for snapping to attention whenever you’re around. His laugh gets a little tighter when someone brings up your antics, like he’s torn between pride and worry.
His crewmates don’t miss a thing, of course, but they keep their mouths shut. They know better than to tease their captain about the gleam in his eye whenever you come up in conversation—or the way his fingers tap restlessly on the table when he hasn’t “accidentally” bumped into you in a while.
It’s funny, really. Shanks is a Yonko, one of the most feared men in the world, and yet here he is, acting like a lovesick teenager. And the best part? He thinks he’s hiding it. He’s still doing his whole carefree routine, leaning against doorframes and cracking jokes like he doesn’t have an entire fleet of informants feeding him your every move.
But the shift is there, subtle but undeniable. His usual nonchalant swagger stiffens just a bit when another pirate crew gets too close to you, his grin falters for half a second when someone else makes you laugh, and his voice drops into something darker, something more dangerous, when he tells you, “Stay where I can see you.”
Oh, and let’s not forget the moment you decide to respond in the most you way possible. Because if Shanks is going to try to rein in your chaos, you’re going to remind him exactly who he’s dealing with.
Maybe you flash him your sharpest grin, the kind that screams I dare you. Or maybe you immediately do the opposite of what he asked, vanishing into the crowd like a puff of smoke just to see how fast he’ll find you again. (Spoiler alert: it’s fast. Too fast, honestly. How does he keep doing that?)
Or maybe you just pull one of your classic stunts—a grenade-like gadget tossed high into the air with a wild laugh, sending nearby pirates scrambling for cover while you pirouette out of harm’s way. The chaos doesn’t faze you; it’s your natural state.
Shanks, on the other hand? He doesn’t even flinch. He just stands there, arms crossed, watching you with that maddening mix of amusement and exasperation, like a parent watching their kid lick a lightning rod during a storm. Sure, he’s smiling, but there’s a tightness to it, a barely-contained edge that says, You’re going to be the death of me, aren’t you?
But that’s the thing about Shanks—he’s not angry. No, he’s enchanted. You’re a hurricane in human form, and he doesn’t want to tame you. He just wants to keep you safe. And that’s the part that messes him up the most: you don’t need him to protect you. You’ve been surviving on your own for years. You don’t need Shanks. But oh, does he need you.
And the more he watches you dance on the edge of chaos, the deeper he falls. He sees the way you laugh in the face of danger, the way you challenge anyone and everyone with that gleam in your eye, like you’ve got nothing to lose. But he also sees the cracks, the moments when your guard slips and the weight of your past sneaks through.
And those moments? They hit him harder than any punch ever could. Because for all your chaos, all your wild unpredictability, he knows there’s a part of you that’s still searching—for what, he’s not sure. Safety? Belonging? Something else entirely? Whatever it is, Shanks wants to be the one to give it to you.
But he’s careful. Oh, he’s so careful. He can’t let you see just how deep this obsession goes—not yet. He keeps his grin wide, his tone light, his demeanor easygoing. But every time you pull one of your stunts, every time you put yourself in danger just for the thrill of it, his heart clenches.
And when someone else gets too close, when they so much as look at you the wrong way, that laid-back facade cracks, just for a second. Because Shanks may be calm, may be collected, but when it comes to you? He’s a man on the edge. And you? You’re still playing your own game, dancing circles around everyone who tries to keep up.
Let’s skip to maybe a few months or so: It’s one of those rare, quiet moments—well, as quiet as things get with you around. Maybe you’re perched precariously on a ledge, fiddling with some contraption made from salvaged parts that you swiped from a marine ship, casually ignoring the fact that the thing looks like it’s one wrong wire away from detonating in your hands. Shanks is nearby, sitting cross-legged on a crate, his hat tipped back and his arms resting on his knees, watching you like you’re the most fascinating thing he’s ever seen. And honestly, you are.
That’s when you drop it. Completely unprompted, of course, because why would you bother easing him into it? One second you’re talking about how annoying it is that the marines keep sticking Wanted posters of you up in towns you haven’t even been to yet, and the next, you’re casually saying, “Oh yeah, by the way, I’m not even from this world. So that’s a thing.”
Shanks pauses mid-drink, the rim of his mug hovering just shy of his lips as he blinks at you. For once, the ever-unflappable Red-Haired Yonko looks... well, flapped. He sets his beverage down slowly, his eyes narrowing in that curious, thoughtful way of his, like he’s trying to decide whether you’re messing with him or if you’ve finally gone completely off the deep end. (Let’s face it, it’s a toss-up.)
You, of course, are completely unbothered by his reaction. In fact, you’re barely paying attention to him at all, too busy tinkering with your little doomsday device—or whatever the hell that thing is.
You start explaining, your words coming out in bursts of chaotic energy as you wave your hands around (which, considering you’re holding wires and probably a live battery, is extremely concerning).
You tell him about your world—how it’s full of superheroes and villains, and how you were one of the latter. Not because you were evil or anything, but because it was fun. Survival was tough in a world like yours, so you made your own fun, pulled a few heists, caused a bit of mayhem, blew up a few buildings here and there (details, details).
You glance up at Shanks, your eyes sparkling with mischief, and add, “And then one day, BAM! Out of nowhere, I get spawn and fall from the sky and into this place. Like the universe itself went, ‘You know what? You’re too much for this world. Let’s try you somewhere else.’” You laugh, loud and unrestrained, clearly enjoying the absurdity of it all.
Shanks, meanwhile, is still trying to process what you’ve just told him. It’s not that he doesn’t believe you—honestly, at this point, he’d believe just about anything when it comes to you—but it’s a lot to take in. Another world? With superheroes and villains? And you—you—were one of the villains? He can’t help but chuckle at that. Of course, you were. It explains so much.
Still, he has questions. So many questions. Like, how did you get here? Can you go back? Do you even want to go back? And, more importantly, what kind of idiot superheroes let you run wild long enough to wreak havoc in their world?
He doesn’t ask, though—not yet. Instead, he watches as you get bored of your gadget and toss it behind you with a shrug, causing a small explosion that sends a flock of seagulls squawking into the sky. You don’t even flinch, just lean back on your hands and grin like a kid who just got away with stealing cookies from the jar.
“That explains why no one’s ever heard of you,” Shanks finally says, his tone light but his eyes sharp, studying you. “Not that it matters. You’ve already made a name for yourself here.”
You smirk at him, that wild, mischievous grin that makes his chest tighten in a way he’s not ready to unpack. Of course, you’ve made a name for yourself here. You’re you. Doesn’t matter what world you’re in—you’re always going to be the storm that leaves chaos in its wake.
But what Shanks doesn’t say—what he won’t say, not yet—is that your revelation changes everything for him. Because now, it’s not just about keeping you safe from the marines or rival pirates. It’s not just about protecting you from the dangers of this world. It’s about keeping you here. In this world. With him. Because if you’re not from here, if you somehow came from somewhere else, then what’s to stop you from vanishing again?
The thought sends a spike of unease through him, but he buries it beneath his usual easy grin. He won’t let that happen. He can’t. You’ve turned his world upside down in the best possible way, and he’s not about to let you slip through his fingers.
If the universe went through the trouble of dropping you into his life, then damn it, he’s going to make sure you stay there. Even if it means playing along with your chaos and keeping his own obsession hidden behind that charming, carefree facade.
And so, life continues—a kaleidoscope of chaos, obsession, and unpredictable adventures that leave the Grand Line buzzing with your name. Shanks, ever the enigma, plays his role of charming pirate captain to perfection, but you know better by now.
The surface-level grin, the casual remarks, the way he always "just happens" to be in the same port town as you? Yeah, no one’s buying that anymore. The man is hooked, and not even the sea itself could untangle him from you.
But the question lingers—what next? You’ve already turned this world upside down, left a trail of havoc, and made a Yonko, one of the most powerful men alive, fall head-over-peg-legs obsessed with you.
And yet, your spirit is as untamed as ever. Shanks knows this, too. Oh, he’d love for you to stay, to have you as part of his crew or even just within reach, but you? You’re not the type to stick around for too long. You’re a storm, a burst of energy that refuses to be tied down by anything—not even the Red-Haired Pirate himself.
Still, Shanks can’t help but hope. He won’t say it outright, of course. Instead, he’ll do what he does best: adapt.
If you decide to wander, he’ll make sure to hear about your escapades—whether from his informants, his crew, or the occasional Wanted poster featuring your grinning face plastered in every marine office from here to the New World. And if he hears that you’re in trouble? Oh, he’ll be there. Not immediately, because that would be too obvious, but soon enough to lend a hand and maybe—just maybe—steal a bit more of your time.
And if you do decide to stay? If you decide that maybe, just maybe, the chaotic magnetism between the two of you is worth exploring? Well, Shanks isn’t going to complain. He’ll welcome you with open arms and maybe a locked door or two—just in case you try to bolt, ready to see where this wild ride takes the both of you.
But here’s the thing—this is your story. Whether you stick around, sail off on your own, or somehow find a way back to your world of superheroes, it’s all up to you.
Shanks knows this, even if he hates to admit it. He knows he can’t control you, and truthfully, he wouldn’t want to. That unbridled chaos is part of what drew him to you in the first place.
So maybe one day you’ll vanish, just as suddenly as you arrived, leaving behind a legend that grows wilder with every retelling. Or maybe you’ll stick around, redefining what it means to be a pirate in this world. Either way, one thing is certain: you’ve left a mark on this world—and on Shanks—that won’t be forgotten anytime soon.
And who knows? Maybe chaos itself has finally found a place it belongs. Or maybe it was never about belonging at all. Either way, the seas will never be the same. And neither will he.
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Old mod page, abandoned 3/2/24; New mod page @ Godsibb
Finally, after 2 years of work, it is complete. -But still being updated.
There's a Japanese version of the mod now!
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This is a mod for Xenogears using Retroarch's Beetle PSX HW core real-time texture replacement feature. (It requires the Vulkan driver, so make sure your graphics card supports that.) (Duckstation doesn't have a similar option, unfortunately.)
It replaces every single character dialogue portrait, menu portrait, & (almost every) battle portrait (looking at you, Yggdra officer Gear pilots) with high quality, cleaned up artwork, as well as recreated high quality UI while keeping it as close to the original game as possible.
And best thing about it is, if there's anything you don't like about it, like certain aspects of the UI, you can locate and delete that file from the folder. Everything is optional. (if you have any questions as to what's what, drop them into my dms)
Current version: 1.4
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(More screenshots below download info and UI changes.)
Being a real-time texture replacer, it should work with any English version of XG, both base-game and modded/patched. Any fan-translated patch using the US version as a base should display correctly.
There's a separate version for the Japanese version of the game. May need some editing still with other characters' UI ("Ether"/"Spells"/"Arcane"/etc) but for the most part its good to go in terms of battle UI. Let me know if you find any errors.
(I've been using it with the Perfect Works Build mod. Highly recommended!)
(Note!!: If you use PWB mod, don't use its "readjusted portraits" patch when patching your rom, as that patch interferes with this mod's portraits texture replacing.)
(It works on Steam Deck... but don't ask me for details in setting that up in particular, I don't own one 😅)
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Download/ăƒ€ă‚Šăƒłăƒ­ăƒŒăƒ‰
I recommend reading the instructions txt files I included in the DL.
This includes information such as how to set up .cue and .m3u files, swapping discs, renaming the texture folder, Retroarch settings and Beetle PSX HW Core settings to get the mod working, settings suggestions for making a cleaner looking and faster playing XG (YMMV), and settings to fix certain emulation issues Ive come across (freezing on fast-forward, crackling audio during 3D/effects-heavy cutscenes/gameplay, blank screen during Rico flashback, etc).
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-Changes made to the UI include:
Menu UI:
selection triangle, Walk/Gear icons
menu portraits
â–Č ■ ● ✖ button DeathBlow menu icons
ABXY button DeathBlow menu icon- alternate textures
Battle UI and on-foot specific battle UI:
Circular battle palette and tags behind text
Battle palette text, "Combo", "Return", "Enter", "Miss", "EP", & HP/DMG/heal/AP numbers
HP/AP bars
"Time", "fuel", "total damage", AP numbers, "1/2/3 point(s)", "cancel end"
battle portraits
â–Č ■ ● ✖ button DeathBlow icons
ABXY button Deathblow icons- alternate textures
Bottom screen mid-DeathBlow â–Č ■ ✖ icons (unfortunately, there's no way to change the other mid-DB quadruple-button icons)
Combo 1-7 and Accept icons
In-Gear specific battle UI:
"fuel" and fuel numbers
"Fuel" (when using boost)
fuel bars (top and left)
All Gear status menus' green text/numbers
Attack level numbers and ∞
Gear menu backgrounds
Gear "power shut down", "camera damaged", "out of fuel", etc, statuses
background UI elements, runes, triple red triangles, Gear lock-on UI (unfortunately, there's no way to change the circular part of this UI)
Misc UI changes:
Red/grey spheres (in the menu and loading screen)
All instances of selection diamonds, both horizontal and vertical
Load/save screen "CARD 1"/"2" text, memory card icon, load/save bar/text
Disc 1 and 2 maps (with alternate color versions; makes the enterable area indicators harder to see though)
NESW compass letters (unfortunately, there's no way to change the circular compass texture)
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-Screenshots (before & after and alts):
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And Japanese version's (æ—„æœŹèȘžç‰ˆ) UI:
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⬇!!Spoilers in images further down!!⬇
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I won't be showing all portraits here; only the ones worth mentioning.
Portraits created for the mod that have no artwork equivalent:
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Portraits to match their sprites vs official unedited artwork:
(default on left, alt on right)
Roni/Medena/Erich edited sprite equivalent vs their official PW art
Citan edited unsmiling (dialogue-only) sprite equivalent vs official smiling art)
Krelian(s) edited sprite equivalent vs official art
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Portrait alts created for fun:
Both sides of scar-eyed Bart
Two-eyed Bart
Kim lab coat with glasses
Fei-colored Id
Fei-colored Id with Id's yellow eyes
Fei-colored young & older Emeralda
(might add to this list later. have any suggestions? fun ideas? lmk. It doesn't have to be canon-compliant.)
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Screenshots of alt portraits in-use:
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I'll continue to update this and subsequently reblog it as new versions are released.
With any new updates, just DL and replace/overwrite the old folder.
In-progress tumblr post of the past as a bit of a time capsule for myself 😄
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