#glados x morality

[shrimperini]

au doodles :3

gladys’ badly concealed bias towards chell + mayadys stuff. the more i draw them the more i love them

[tangramkey]

i love my Basketbot Portal AU

[ariariari-freehounreal]

Made some really epic stuff today. Enjoy.

[honorrry]

The last two is my OC's

His nose is changing all the godamn time

[theskywingartist]

FINALLY FINISHED THE ENTIRE THING

AND FINALLY EVERYONE TOGETHER WITH THE CORRECT HEIGHT DIFFERENCES

M y H a n s H u r t Anyway, they're all Neutral technically but do work with the Decepticons Occasionally

[jelliebeanbitch]

GUYS !!!!!

I WAS IN “PORTAL: THE UNOFFICIAL STAGE ADAPTATION” AND IT’S IN VIDEO FORM NOW !!!!!

AAAA I HOPE U ENJOY

[ratfromh]

mixing portal and spiderverse bc nobody will stop me

[italianraviolos]

Faith

IN THIS CHAPTER THERE WILL BE NO INTERACTIONS BETWEEN MARCUS ACACIUS AND EMAN

(we need character development)

Ch. 1

Ch. 2

Summary:

Eman tackles the journey that will bring her to Rome, in the meantime she learns latin and faces her first challenges

Words: 2.2k

TW:

Historical inaccurancy

Violence

Three days

It has been now three days of walking through the desert, dune by dune, it was as if time never went by.

It seemed like wind and sand were trying to punish the romans for what they did to its population.

Their iron armors were burning under the sun and the sand scratched their equipments and skin.

On the other hand, the vanquished were used to that climate, it was quite endearing see them struggle, not enough to satisfy Eman's thirst for roman blood, but still, anything that was against them was appreciated.

Fortunately they didn't make them switch place in the queue, so Eman spent those three days learning as much Latin as she could.

The more Abrax taught her, the more she remembered fragments of what her father had told her about latin language.

They were now sat in the shade of a roman tent, trying to cool down and rest a bit, the sun was setting and the troups were resting for the night.

The soldiers would head into their tents while others, men, women and children were left outside to the harsh weather of the desert's night, if someone died, they left the corpse and just kept going.

They were not worthy of being called humans.

"and that's what accipite gratiam ab imperatore means"

Abrax's took her back to reality.

"so if I hear this I get grace and survive?"

"Yes"

Abrax had told her what happens in Rome to men.

Fight each other to death, like rats trapped killing each other to feed off one another to survive.

Diabolical.

Making men believe they could get greatness and freedom by killing their own brothers.

Divide them, cause if they're separated they're weaker.

She didn't know what a gladiator was before that moment nor she could've imagined it.

How cruel and inhuman could people be to enjoy seeing someone getting brutally killed?

The more she learned about the romans the more she didn't like them.

A population made of stupid, violent and vile individuals.

"Why do I need to survive if the next day I have to go back in that theater and kill someone again?"

Abrax looked at her surprised by her words, he took a few seconds for himself to think what he could answer.

"well, you can buy your own freedom"

"I never gave it to them"

He didn't know what to say anymore.

"those animals come and take what they want, they don't care about our freedom"

That was the only thing that came to his mind.

"calling them animals it's disrespectful to actual animals, an animal would never burn my family and city and steal my freedom".

The sun was now set and it had been for a little now, the air getting rapidly cold obliged them to get closer, trying to get as much heat from one another as possible.

All these men hugging each other in order to survive a day more to see if the next they'll have to risk their lives once again.

The night was quick to pass, the morning after arrived sooner than what she had hoped for.

When she was finally awake and standing up ready to start to walk again, she noticed a woman still on the ground, suddenly she realized, another woman died during the night.

How much death could she bear before killing herself, or better, killing every Roman she had in sight?

The soldiers freed the dead body from the chain and thrown her away as if she was garbage.

They started to walk following the direction they were led to when a voice broke the quietness of their marching.

"Oh! Quousque donec perveniamus?"

A soldier shouted.

Soon another ahead in the queue repeated the question and so on.

"what's going on?"

Asked Eman scared of what might that be.

"He asked when we arrive"

"to Rome?"

"Yes, at least I believe, but it's a long way from here to Rome, I think we'll have to cross the sea"

Eman had never been that distant from home and she had never imagined that it would've been under those circumstances, but here she was.

Not only she had to survive the desert, probably also the sea.

"Prope ad naves sumus!"

The answer in Latin was coming back from the people at the head of the queue.

"they said we're almost at the ships so I believe we'll have to cross the sea".

"May the gods protect us".

Almost an hour had passed since the question of the roman soldier, more or less had presumed Eman deciphering it from the position of the sun, the roman ships getting bigger and bigger as they approached them.

They kept walking until they were exactly in front of the ships, "biremes" they were called, or at least Abrax had told her so.

The romans pushed them against the ships in lines all facing the troups, for a moment Eman feared she had to fight again this time without weapons nor her armor.

The same man who had ordered to burn down the corpse of her people was standing in front of them near another soldier dressed up as the others.

"nunc te Romam conscendemus"

Said loud the commander.

"now we'll ship to Rome"

Translated the soldier on his side.

"Tuas res tollemus et plus tibi dabo vestes"

"we'll take your properties and clothes"

"et alias vestes dabimus vobis quas servabitis donec veniatis Rome et erit arbitrium quicumque emerit te"

"we'll give you new clothes and you'll keep them until you arrive at Rome, there your new owners will decide".

The nightmare was becoming reality.

Voices were heard from the soon to be slaves, all sort of conversation went on while Eman took her father's ring, her mother's necklace and her wedding ring and thought of a place to hide them.

"what are you doing?"

Said Abrax as he turned and found Eman gesturing under the male robe she had been wearing since she left her hometown.

"I'm hiding my most precious properties where they can't find them"

Abrax wasn't stupid, and understood what she was doing, in another situation he would've been embarrassed, and she would've never done something so audacious in front of a man that was not her husband, but those were times of survival, there was not space for shyness nor embarrassment.

She rapidly did what was needed, just in time to get pulled by the rope they were still chained to and led right in front of the entrance of the ship.

"if they say anything, don't speak, I'll translate, so they won't hear your voice"

She nodded to Abrax who handed her something she didn't see.

"put this is in your underwear" it was a few stripes of fabric wrapped together, she looked at him confused, trying to see the reason why.

"it's my daughter's eye of Rah, I wrapped it in fabric to keep it safe, they'll believe it to be your crotch, please keep it safe for me."

She didn't say a word, just held his and while a tear went down his face, with the other hand she did as she was told just in time for their turn.

First they made Abrax strip and then they asked her to do the same, she did so and hoped for the best to not be discovered.

She took off the robe and remained in her sandals, underwear and the fabric that was wrapped around her torso.

"quid est hoc?"

Said the Roman soldier who was with one arm holding her robe and with the other holding his gladio that he was using to point at her chest.

She looked at him blankly, not knowing what he was saying.

She comprehended now a bit, but not all of the words she heard.

"loquitur!"

Still she looked at him fearing that Abrax won't talk at all and leave her there.

"he doesn't speak the language"

Said Abrax in latin to the soldier while standing behind him.

The roman turned to him and spoke.

"why does he have fabric around his chest?"

"it's an old scar he has from a time he had leprosy, it's awful to look at and it hurts a bit, so he keeps it covered"

"that's disgusting! Is he really healed?"

"yes he is"

Eman didn't understand everything Abrax had said, but the soldier handed her the clothes, quite disgusted, but without harming her.

She wore her new robe, headed inside the ship, sat next to her friend and stayed silent, she didn't speak until they were all inside and the doors were closed.

"what did you tell him?"

She spoke the lowest she could, where she was now, not only she feared the romans, but also the other men who may have suspected she's not a man and may have bad intentions towards her.

"I told him that you cover and old leprosy scar"

"did he say something about it?"

"just that it's disgusting"

"good"

From that moment they didn't talk, they needed to rest and process the emotions they've experienced and all the things they had been through, that was, until late at night.

Eman felt something slimy on her thigh that woke her up from the sleepy state she was in, she looked over and saw the face of a man with his mouth wide open and tongue out on her thigh.

She instantly retracted her leg and the man started laughing and with two other that were at his side.

He tried to get closer to her but she kicked him in the chest, he fell backwards waking up the others in the ship.

He got up and kept laughing with his henchmen.

"Like we don't know what you are..."

Said the man rubbing his head after banging it against the wooden planks of the ship.

"What am I?"

She wouldn't normally instigate a fight, but this was a moment to assert her dominance and stop any belief of her being a man or not.

"cmoon...we all know your a woman, I even know what kind of women you are"

He stood, or at least he tried to in the tiny space they were ad moved towards her.

"have you ever see one? Cause they ain't look like me"

She said trying to kid him maintaining a stern expression.

"I have seen a lot of them and I know when I see one, aren't you Eman? Always wanted to get my hands on you"

He was a palm from her face when he tried to stroke her cheek, she threw his hand away.

"I don't know who you're talking about"

She kept her face still, as still as she could.

"I don't believe you and I think I'll get a taste of that"

He touched her shoulder and again she threw away his hand.

"don't touch me or I'll touch you, but you won't like it"

"Oh really?"

He had a disgusting grin on his face, his smugness made her want to vomit much more then the movement of the ship through the sea's waves.

He tried to touch her again and instantly she hit him on the nose with her forehead.

One headbutt on the nose.

Just one but firm and powerful.

He fell on the ground and his nose started to bleed.

He brought his hand to his nose and when he felt the red hot blood flowing, Eman could see the rage emerge on his face, he got up and went for her, so full of rage that the only thing she had to do was move to the side to send him straight with his head against the wall of the ship like a bull going for the red flag.

"this bitch"

He went for her again and this time she moved to the side again and hit him with her elbow, he fell on his knee and she took the opportunity to enlace her arm around his neck and choke him.

"you have anymore bullshit to say?"

Gasping for breath he murmured a weak "no"

"do you still believe I'm a woman" she choked him tighter

"no"

That no was just a gasp when she released his head on the ground with the rest of his body.

"that's what happens when someone bothers me".

She said that pointing to the man on the ground who was breathing heavily trying to sound as intimidating as she could and looking those men dead in the eyes.

She went back to her seat and saw Abrax eyeing her both intimidated and surprised by what happened, she looked at him ashamed for what she had done, but still she hoped he could understand.

What could she do?

"Mors tua vita mea" romans say, she will learn later on the meaning of this sentence, but she was starting to get it, in the world she's been thrown this is the law.

She closed her eyes to try gain some sleep, but as soon as her eyelids touched, tears started falling down her cheeks.

She stayed silent, not emitting a single noise, just tears falling making no difference in the moment if not for blowing off some tension.

"what am I becoming?"

She kept repeating this question to herself, it's possible that this was the moment she realized that to fight a monster you have to become one.

Aware of this new information, she cried her way to sleep.

@themoonbrokenbylife

@the-sarah-siddons-society

@homesickblu3s

@sunflower-angelbaby2001

@brittmb115

@cheezitcracker

[cosmicwhoreo]

Hear me out your art was on Pinterest

And people were saying that you did not read the story nor black pearl cookie’s bio. So idk in the past that you made black pearl cookie x captain caviar cookie that you made black pearl cookie romantically fell in love with captain caviar cookie so uh.. it’s somehow disappointing that I was reading through the comments that black caviar is a pro ship and more and I was traumatized so question. if you don’t play cookie run and randomly ship black pearl and captain caviar in the past then why is black pearl a mermaid instead of a siren/sea monster?

Fucking what? Pro ship? They're both sentient, adults, aren't sibs and I'm into the slow-burn enemies to friends to lovers. So idk where in fuck they got that idea. OH! And if they're talking about how BP's strictly a lesbian, so it's homophobic or sumthing; (before i speak any further, i myself also like ladies. Glados, pls call me back bb) We don't even know the gender of the ancestor BP fell for or even BP's orientation. (I headcanon Pan) For all we know, they're nonbinary. Which is how I'm treating them now. That idea only came via the first theory that our Oyster was the one who done did betray BP. Which I didn't believe even before the dreams event because of 1- Oyster's asking of Caviar to go find out why shit was disappearing in Duskgloom in the first place. I mean, if she knew her personally, why ask in the first place? And 2- Caviar mentioned seeing different eras of oyster ships littering her terf. not to mention her Bio, that I have read, stated her wrath was over a century old. So bugger off with that. And I'll have them know I have read her bio (and caviar's) AND their story event thingies and more, because I do research before I go obsessing! Even if I have never (and will never) play the game. And I want Black pearl to be happy again because that poor bitch has been through a lot- And I DO treat BP like a sea beast, not strictly a mermaid. Then again, aren't mermaids and sirens kinda the same thing just different moral alignment? They're fictional creatures of the sea, not to mention the recent info about BP's backstory describes her as a mermaid- BUT I'M GETTING OFF TOPIC! TLDR; They're stupid and just don't like my ship for dumb reasons. to which I say, look somewhere else or cry harder in someone else's sandbox.

[fictionkinfessions]

*laughs* I had a feeling that there was someone else who was going to respond. So, thank you MPC for deleting my first ask. I no longer have the feeling.

Now let's get on to the ask:

Chell, Virgil, Wheatley, the space core, Caroline, and Doug:

It is very good to see you all.

Can't wait to see when Cave, ATLAS, P-body, the anger core, the cake core, the fact core, the adventure core, the intelligence core, the curiosity core, the morality core, the rainbow core, Mel, the Aperture Science Companion Cube, the turrets, the rocket sentry, and all the other mods/noncanon/fan game people to be coming here.

Hmmm... We should all get together and do some science.

-GLaDOS #🖤🏳️‍⚧️🐺

x

[rusty-jester]

QSMP x PORTAL AU

ok ok, so hear me out ^ both aperture and the federation have vvery similar vibes, with the white walls, extremely dubious morality and silly little creatures that they employ. (theres even this beta intro that is some disfruta la isla type shit, like; a fake island? that fits so well) Aperture is still called Aperture, but there's a subset within Aperture called the Federation! The Federation controls mostly managerial work and Human Resources, their manager is The Duck/Pato, and although they are indeed an AI, they are not the GLaDOS of this au! :D The EGGS (Encouragement for Generalized Groups) are part of a new joint testing initiative, where they try and motivate you to test by making it so that if you don't complete 3 tests a day, your Robo-Child might die! Egg partners all get a unique gun and or tool along with a portal gun to make all of their tests unique! (Such as Slime & Mariana having a Gel Gun and a Portal Gun & Roier and Jaiden having a portable Excursion Funnel and Portal Gun) the GLaDOS of this au is called BLUEBRD (Biotechnical Logic Upload (with a) External Branching Research Database) and you can probably guess who it is just by the name lol. I wanted Jaiden to be the GLADOS solely because of the 'Welcome back' scene and how in the opening of portal 2 the facility is in such disrepair, and i think it would be neat if the BLUEBRD chassis is empty at the start :) Cellbit would be Rattmann ofc, maybe Romero Richas could handle the more artistic side of Rattmann? (or being the oracle turret!) I'll ramble on a bit more abt this stuff under the cut, but hoo boy i have a lot of ideas

The Island: The Island was their starting chambers all clumped together, hosted on a fake island with a fake sky/biosphere. The Wall is a huge chunk of testing rooms splitting the biosphere in half. The islanders take a little longer to break the wall in this one, having been paired off and given the eggs early. They could sometimes do double tests and could talk to eachother through the panels though :) Brazilians were a chunk of subjects that accidentally crashed into the side of the biosphere? unintentional but it opened the facility up for all the other residents for them to explore, although The Island is often the main meetup point and is one of the safest places in the facility. The French were a group of subjects that were intentionally dropped through the top of the biosphere by the Feds. and the most recent batch of frozen islanders were stored in one of the Old Aperture vaults, probably a ways away from The Island. Being so close to the depths of aperture also brought on the Codes. Mobs are still a problem on the Island, being modified wildlife that has grown within the sphere, or sometimes being entirely artifical creations. Their parts are useful for jerryrigging gear and such, but they're dangerous. The rain is sprinklers :) Codes / Binary Entities: The Codes usually reside in Old Aperture and are far more common down there. They're mishmashed amalgamations of broken screens displaying binary and wires, usually using a husk of a mob (or prototype egg/egg) as a shell and or protection. Its unclear if they were a Aperture experiment went wrong, a worm/virus that has spread itself too far or a old security measure. They have been slowly making their ways upwards from OA, disturbed by all the commotion of the feds and islanders, slowly becoming more and more of a problem. Some of them have been hijacked by the feds, but it's hard to tell between them and the more feral codes. thats all i have for rn but im still cooking.. neurons are firing monkeys on typewriters type beat

[shrimperini]

Mayadys comm from @zipsunz !!!! 🥺🥺💛💜💛💜💛💜

[here-there-were-dragons]

for anyone that wasn't there, it's hard to really overstate what a hype moment portal 2 was culturally. it's barely an exaggeration to say it was undertale before undertale, it might not even be an exaggeration at all.

i've seen a growing trend in recent years to dismiss the portal series as somehow irrelevant, unworthy of thought, or what-have-you and the primary reasons i see given are always "old" and that it "feels like it's pandering to late 2000's meme culture(which is cringe because it's Old)". would you accuse cheeseburger cat of pandering to lolcats culture? no, portal 2 made late 2000's meme culture. and in the era of it's prime, you couldn't shake a stick anywhere on the internet without running into 3 sexy anime glados dommy mommy humanizations, 8 wheatley x chell fics, 12 identical humanized wheatleys that look like his voice actor, 2 portal-halflife sequel-crossovers, a veritable constellation of assorted memes and funny thoughtful comics about certain features and quirks within the game of a variety i rarely see for anything in any fandom anymore, and at least one shockingly in-depth character study of the companion cube. i was actually kind of annoyed by how impossible it was to find non-humanization content, i felt that if people REALLY loved these characters then they should accept them as the awkward metal balls that they are. and then i went on to make spore adventures featuring all the characters transformed into dragons, because i'm a hypocrite that way.

it's just all gone now, because most of it happened on places like deviantart and fanfic dot net and a variety of long-forgotten esoteric forums and online games, before the copyright & moral purity purges of the 2011-16 era and the walled garden internet purge of 2016-present.

[stitchthesewords]

16 or 53 for the ask game (and what about 74 👀 /hj)

16. How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Share one of them?

HO BOY UHHHHHHHH HOLD ON,,,,It's something like uhhh 25 different ideas.

I think the one that I'm most likely to spin is gonna be this hc x portal au I've been spinning w @made-nondescript - Kind of spoilers for Portal 1 and 2 if you haven't played those ahead. Grian takes on the role of Chell, Scar takes on GlaDos, and Mumbo takes on Wheatley - though the fanfiction would mostly take place post portal 2, with Grian re-entering Aperture [Or, in this world, ConCorp] once he realizes that there's nothing for him on the surface. Scar is testing android body transfers for himself, being built by Mumbo [TLDR, The ending of Portal 2 would be different in this because Scar and GlaDos are two Very Different Kinds of Antag turned Morally Grey Narrative Foil] - and the two of them find Grian wandering around and basically it would be a sort of like. They're trying to clean up the mess that is the bowels of Concorp [And also, find Cub, who would be another AI construct like GlaDos/Scar, who was left down inside the Concorp bowels - a lot of things would change] while Scar and Mumbo both come to terms with feeling human emotions, specifically regarding their feelings for Grian, and have to also deal with the fact that, you know, Grian is Human and Needs to be Cared For and is Probably Feeling A Lot Of Emotions regarding the Apocalypse. So. You know. I'm rotating it a normal amount.

53. How do you spend your time when it comes to fanfiction? Are you primarily a fic reader, writer, or a perfect 50/50 split of both?

Definitely both, though I wouldn't say I'm a 50/50 split and more like a pendulum swinging back and forth. Sometimes it swings higher into reader, sometimes it swings higher into writer, it just depends.

74. You’ve posted a fic anonymously. How would someone be able to guess that you’d written it?

Dearest Beloved Mutual Em-Mermaid are you attempting to cheat an answer out of me because of the Vault Valentines Day Fics????? I am scandalized. But also the answer is uh. Good Luck >:) I taught myself to write by reading fanfiction for fandoms that I wasn't in [Specifically TMNT] and copying the structure of the fic authors for a different fandom. So uh. You know. I am like a chameleon.

Btw, dear reader who is not Beloved Mutual Em-Mermaid, if you don't know what's going on, a few of the writers in the vault [ @sparksnevadas, me, @atherix, and @braxiatel] all wrote valentines day fics for each other and decided to post them anonymously one week at a time and make our readers guess who wrote them. You can find fic 1 here, fic 2 here, and fic 3 here. Fic 4 comes out next tuesday! As of right now, 2/28, you can still vote on who you think wrote fic #3, and then we're revealing who did what on White Day - as a bonus, that's also when we're revealing to each other who got who for our secret santa-y thing.

Besides, how do you know I've posted? It's a 1/4 chance 👀👀

Get to know your fic writer!

[anachronistic-falsehood]

I AM SOOO EYES EMOJI @ PATTON RN. HMMMMM. he is referencing philosophers and bringing up smart things. hmmmmm. he wants 2 be director so bad hmmm. he keeps saying "you know how i like x" like. stating obvious facts. possibly suspicious. hmmmmm 🤨🤨🤨🤨

virgil as lights guy. hes just like me fr haha i used to do that <3

"youre lazy AND youre gay??? FIRED" <<CAUGHT ME SO OFF GUARD. THAT WAS SO FUNNY

VIRGIL IS BEAING SO MEAN 2 HIM :(

OHHHHHH THE VOICE SWITCH. OHOHO PORTAL1 GLADOS MOMENT

he can CONTROL THEM???? (<<HAND OVER LOGANS MOUTH??)

OH FUCK ITS THE SNAKE GUY!!!!!!!!! COOL ohhhhh so hes deciet. so hes. lies. ok. ok i get it now. is he like. pattons opposite or something. like morality vs lying .... oooooh thats good . hes evil and silly i like him

THE DARK SIDES ?!?!?HEGDHDGSJSS OH I CAN'T WAIT. THATS SO RIDICULOUS AND SO SO VERY FUN. IS THE PIRATE GUY ONE OF THESE. I CANT WAIT TO MEET HIM.

THAT WAS SO GOOD we love a good moral dilemma. omg. eyes emoji. i love deciets makeup the snake face is soooo cool..... oh theres probably such good fanart of this guy

HEHEHEHEHE :33 DECEIT MY BELOVED!!! yeah “patton” is sososo suspicious in this episode and YOU CAUGHT A LOT OF THE DETAILS!!! there r some that u don’t rly notice until someone else brings it up and then ur like “hey wait YEAH” like “babies come rom messenger falcons” when we KNOW patton thinks they come from storks, and “patton” wearing the old cardigan around his shoulders instead of the cat hoodie, appearing at the beginning of the episode instead of rising up into frame, etc etc THERE R SO MANY LITTLE HINTS AUGH THE DETAIL

joan is so so funny i love them. THE “WHO BROKE THIS VASE” MONOLOGUE IS MY FAVOURITE it was an old fandom meme for a while and it’s so funny. i love joan <3

GRABS U BY THE SHOULDERS. DECEIT AND PATTON NARRATIVE FOILS. THE REPRESENTATION OF C!THOMAS’ FAITH AND MORALITY VS THE SNAKE TEMPTING HIM INTO DECEPTION AND SIN. CAN YOU HEAR ME. and yes. there is INSANE fanart of this guy. fucking pieces of art that look like they should be a museum it’s like c!techno he’s literally Just Some Guy but the art of him is exquisite

[zermizomilk]

1)Lancer (deltarune)

2)Finn the human (adventure time)

3)Peridot (Steven universe)

4)Bender (Futurama)

5)Miles Morales (spider-verse)

6)Joseph Joestar (JoJo)

7)Glados (Portal)

8) Gordon Freeman (half life)

9)Rex (invincible)

10)Logan (X-Men)

@iamunabletothinkofablogname @largefound @humanoil @manglemuffetqueen812 @jocket @michoislost @mel-demon

oh shit im out of moots

I got tagged by @hnnny to do this (thank you for the tag!). With no further ado, I give you -

10 Characters, 10 Fandoms, 10 Tags!

In no particular order:

1. Abe (Oddworld)

2. Bao-Dur (Kotor 2)

3. Kim Kitsuragi (Disco Elysium)

4. Eivor Varinsdottir (Assassin's Creed: Valhalla)

5. Lexcanium (Wasteland 2)

6. Fall-From-Grace (Planescape: Torment)

7. Xan (Baldur's Gate)

8. Nick Valentine (Fallout 4)

9. Death (Discworld)

10. The Goon (The Goon)

(I suddenly want to draw all these guys in one room together, but that might be the devil talking)

I tag @keigan-of-sweden @pzycho391 @phospadparadscha @tardisinapokeball @amirrorcalledthemoon @gloomytk @majortomiscominghome @forever-carlyle @lexcanium @fulokis and anyone else who wants to! :)