#he meant Mephone didn’t

[just-a-toast]

II 17 SPOILERS UNDER CUT

So I have a LOT of thoughts on this episode but there’s one that has been weighing on my soul since watching it.

Mephone is stuck with Cobs. For good.

After telling everyone the truth. They all hated him. Even MePad told everyone to get behind him because he thought mephone just wants to hurt the contestants for amusement.

While what mephone did to them was unfair, mephone admits to not seeing the problem because that’s how HE felt. He never knew how that would affect a person. He’s known NOTHING ELSE

He felt broken. And all of them were broken as a result. It’s like when I kid grows up in an abusive environment, they assume everyone has the same experience.

Kids make up silly gags with basic stereotypes because they don’t think how that could affect someone. Mephone was still mentally a child/had childlike innocence when he first thought of the contestants.

This could also be taken in a meta stand point with Adam, Justin, and Brian making the characters stereotypes for jokes and not seeing how that directly effects the character. They’re characters so why do the childish authors care?

Back to my point, now that everyone knows, why would they help him? They have been helping him every season! 1 4s sacrificed himself for him, marshmallow killed bow to help mephone! S3 balloon, cabby and silver campaigned for his life! And he had to be saved from being thrown into a volcano!

Now that they know their lives weren’t theirs in the beginning, why should they help the person they’ve been saving, but made them broken? (I’m not saying they never had their own lives it’s just they don’t feel like they had any control over their lives. This is a whole post in of its self)

So even if the contestants came back as ghosts, none of them would help him.

Neither would MePad.

After everything MePad has done for Mephone, MePad doesn’t have any good feelings towards him anymore. MePad borderline hates mephone.

So … mephone is.. completely alone. Not a single soul will help him.

The only people would would WILLINGLY help him is toilet or bot but either probably won’t work

We still don’t know if toilet is real or not. We didn’t see him at the end so we could assume he disappeared with everything else. And Bot is in S3. They could come back because everyone there might be disappearing too and needs help but once they find out mephone made the contestants and that test tube and fan died.. it’s really a 50/50. I don’t know they will be coming back to help him.

Another possibility is the shimmers but mephone is still a Meeple product so even if he knew he was a shimmer (which I don’t think mephone even knows he’s a dead shimmer) they wouldn’t trust him enough to help him.

So. Mephone has no choice but to take the one hand that is given to him. He has nothing else.

There’s no where to go, no one to call, nothing. Just him, his abuser, and the cycle of abuse.

Everyone might live, and get a semi happy ending with them being free in the afterlife but mephone.

There’s no happy endings without him, but none for him.

It’s time for him to go home. Start over from the beginning.

[justin-chapmanswers]

Justin I have some bad news. MePhone didn’t just create the contestants, he made you 😔😔😔

:(

Heck.

Does that mean that I'm created to never grow beyond my current key traits? Traits such as uh. Being really cool and edgy and tall and brooding with a dark tragic backstory? Sigh.

It's not meant for me to transcend. :(

[deadsquidstudios]

Regarding the II finale

The contestants may have been created by MePhone but that doesn’t make them RELATED to him or to each other, because he never intended for them to all be related. On a fundamental level they’re his OCs.

And as someone who has a lot of OCs, I don’t view mine as all being siblings and plenty of mine are in relationships with each other. Of course I didn’t bring mine to life but the point still stands, this does not make any of your favorite II ships suddenly problematic or incestuous.

Edit: also regarding his age I don’t think he’s a child…maybe he was mentally a child once but he’s…definitely an adult now.

Personally he reads to me more like an autistic adult (and this is coming from an adult with autism so…yeah). An autistic adult whose shitty father randomly barged into his house and started killing people claiming he was “throwing away his son’s old toys” or making edits to his son’s literary work without permission…except said edits are killing people.

As for the contestants they’re for the most part all meant to be adults.

[jasperstanaccount]

II16 spoilers //

I saw someone complaining that the twist sucks because there was “no foreshadowing”, so here’s a list of evidence off the top of my head:

• In Theft and Battery Cobs straight up says “he didn’t tell you it was fake?”

• In Ep1 of Season 3, MePhone says that the newbies are meant to be fans of the show. However none of them actually knew what the show was, as stated by Clover

• Various exit interviews (Test Tube, Paintbrush, Silver Spoon) — All of them allude to the fact that the contestants don’t remember life before the game

• Cabby being unable to remember her parents

• Bot being the only one who doesn’t know who Springy is

• Taco and Balloon staying around — If Taco and Balloon were hated by everyone, wouldn’t it make more sense for them to simply.. leave and go back to their friends and families they had before the game? But they didn’t — they stuck around because their fellow contestant are *all they’ve known*.

• Apple feeling meaningless outside the game & staying instead of simply leaving and returning home (she has no home)

• The fact nobody mentions why they want to win the games — In the entirety of II history, not a single character has said why they want to win any of the seasons they’re participating in. That’s because they have no reason other than the fact that they were created by MePhone to play in the game

• The characters being stereotypes of their objects — This one’s self-explanatory, especially with the S2&3 contestants.

• MePhone subconsciously generating a labyrinth in Mazed and Confused and just rolling with it

• Mile high pie, oatmeal raisin cookies causing global warming, Dr. Fizz being a soda brand and an actual doctor — These are all nonsensical things that someone who doesn’t know how the actual world works would come up with

• MeLife — MePhone can only bring back his contestants to life (if Dr Fizz was a real doctor, don’t you think he’d encourage MePhone to share this technology with the rest of the world?)

• Ballpoint Pen — Shaped like Cobs, completely disappeared without a trace, is totally just MePhone’s subconscious brought to life

• On that note, non-contestants randomly showing up on the Invitational island & leaving despite MePhone saying there was no way off the island in Episode one

• Steve Cobs being the only one with an actual name

I know for a fact that there’s even more, but this is just off the top of my head. This twist has been years in the making, and I think it’s a bit disrespectful to say that there was no foreshadowing. Just because it’s a twist you personally don’t like doesn’t mean it’s a bad one!

[asbestos-boy-68]

post your phonepad headcanons be free

you don’t even KNOW what kind of beast you’ve unleashed. btw this is my second time writing this post because the first time i did um tumblr did an error when i tried to post it and i lost the whole thing 🤗 anything for phonepad

mephone is a ben folds fan who plays guitar. mepad is a they might be giants fan who plays piano. they would learn songs from each others fav artist for each other. also they’d jam together TRUST

fan and toilet are their biggest shippers. I CANT BE NUMBER 1 PHONEPAD SHIPPER BECAUSE THEY ARE💔💔

they’re so endgame. THEYRE SO MARRIED. they’d be the SWEETEST married couple everyone would think they were #couplegoals

toilet would be the best man at their wedding

also mephone would make their wedding song the luckiest by ben folds (typical millennial ben folds fan…)

mephone would NOT stfu abt the fact that he married mepad. he’d call him his husband ALL THE TIME even to people that full well knew mepad. like the contestants. he’d be like “so my HUSBAND said-“ and they’d all be like “WE KNOW WHO MEPAD IS BRO SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!”

whenever mephone would get upset mepad would cook any meal he wanted for him and then they’d cuddle and watch reality shows together to make him feel better

mepad cares for mephone like he’s getting paid. esp when he’s sick.

mephone would rant about mepad to floory during iii. floory would call him gay

similarly mepad would rant about mephone to taco after leaving the show, mostly about how much he missed him. taco would tell him to stfu and that mephone was a bitch

when mephone said that he didn’t trust him that hurt mepad like NOTHING else.

regarding mepad’s whole “emotionless” thing i think of it in a sort of yansim type way (WITHOUT THE WEIRDO YANDERE STUFF 💔) like… he doesn’t have feelings but around mephone he does. at least that’s how it’d be at first, but after a while he’d develop a full range of emotions that functioned whether or not he was with mephone. but at first it’d only be around him

mepad always keeps snacks on him for mephone. he knows all of his favorite snacks

mepad is the only person who can calm mephone down when he starts spiraling about cobs

when they’d get together mephone would try and hide their relationship because he’d be worried about cobs knowing and “what will the viewers think about this ?!” but he’d be so ass at it. everyone and their mom would know they were together

no one was surprised when they got together / told ppl they were together. literally NO ONE.

omg my bf said this but like… ok II16 SPOILER WARNING ‼️ anyways yk how some ppl have theorized that all of the contestants are different aspects of mephone’s personality?

mepad loves all of the contestants. HE LOVES EVERY PART OF MEPHONE IM GONNA THROW UP

after mepad left the show mephone would curse himself every day for not telling mepad he loved him sooner

the reason mephone saved mepad was half just because he didn’t want someone else to go through cobs’ abuse and half because he just felt…drawn to mepad. even before he’d started up for the first time mephone felt like the universe was pulling him towards mepad, like they were meant to be SOMETHING.

mepad would be so upset by the fact that mephone acted like he didn’t care when he left the show. he’d be going thru the 5 stages of grief, “did we mean nothing???” type shit

mephone would be so proud that he pulled mepad. he’d think mepad was so out of his league

humanized their height difference is 8 inches mepad is 6’4 mephone is 5’8

as parents mepad would be such a good dad and mephone would… not. but not in like an abusive cobs way in the way that he means the absolute best but he just has no idea what he’s doing. i have a ship kid for them it’s a 3rd gen ipod nano. mepod nano gen3 i love you

their song is “i only wanna be with you” by dusty springfield. that is the song they dance to together in the kitchen at 11:30pm

mephone is so genuinely and truly in love with mepad. he admires every little thing about him and thinks about him all the time.

he cried himself to sleep every night after mepad left and had to use all of his energy every day to not break down about it

mephone acts like a kid when he’s with mepad. he is fully himself, he lets his guard down and doesn’t worry about what he does and how it’ll look, because he knows mepad will love him either way

mepad makes sure that mephone wears nice outfits on camera. trust that during s1 his fits were NOT tippy top . there is a STARK contrast of pre- and post-mepad fits.

mepad doesn’t technically need to eat but whenever mephone bakes (he likes baking, he’s just straight ass at it) he will eat it and say that it’s good even if it’s not

mepad also learned how to cook for mephone

everything mephone does in front of mepad is an attempt to impress him. he wants mephone to think he’s as cool as he thinks he is.

mephone looks up to mepad SO much, he’s so many things he wishes he was and that he admires. maybe he can’t become those things but HE CAN DATE HIM SO CLOSE ENOUGH 😋🙂‍↕️🙏

mepad loves mephone so much i can’t UGEGHSEJWGEKAHD

this isn’t even the half of it bro i’m sure there’s some i forgot since i had to rewrite this + i have a lot more i didn’t write down

AND I DIDNT EVEN GET INTO MY PHONEPAD AU. I COULD MAKE A WHOOOOLE NOTHER POST ON THAT.

enjoy tho 😋 if i think of any more ill reblog w them. also anon if you wanna hear me yap about my phonepad au feel free to ask because i will GLADLY yap 😁

[object-show-analysis]

DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHO BUILT ROBOT BOW PLS I NEED TO KNOW IM SO CONFUSED AND EXCITED

I do! I have a solid theory that I’m pretty confident in and I’d love to share it.

Who Built Robot Bow

“Who built robot bow” seems to be the biggest question circling the ii community currently. And it’s a perfectly valid question! Especially considering the history that this series has regarding robots. But before we answer who Could be responsible, let’s talk about who’s definitely Not responsible.

I’ve seen many people suggest that villains such as Steve Cobs or Taco are somehow linked to the creation of Robot Bow. As interesting as that would be, we know this couldn’t be true, because the creators have outright confirmed that season 3 will not be linked to any major plot development in season 2, and that it’s meant to be a more lighthearted season. Taco specifically has been confirmed to not be making an appearance in season 3, as she won the popularity vote to get in, but she isn’t part of the cast because she still has things to do in season 2.

I’ve also seen some theories linking it to be either Walkie Talkie or MePhone. Which very well could be possible, but given MePhone’s surprise when Bow first showed up, in addition to the fact that until episode 3 of season 3 he didn’t want her around, I’m inclined to believe it’s not him. Walkie Talkie could supposedly be responsible, but there’s really no evidence to suggest that they are. So until anything else comes up, there’s really no room to speculate.

Personally I believe there’s a lot of evidence to suggest that TestTube is responsible for the existence of Robot Bow.

We know that TestTube is capable of making a robot such as this. She’s certainly made more complex projects in the past. But what really made things obvious for me was her reaction to Bow glitching out at the mention of chairs in the most recent episode

TestTube doesn’t seem concerned or confused for Bow at all. When Cabby notices that there’s something wrong with Bow, TestTube looks concerned at Cabby, and immediately interrupts her, grabbing her attention away. It’s very clear in this scene that she’s making an effort to keep Cabby from taking notes on Bow.

(TestTube later gives paintbrush the same worried expression when they notice something is up, but without the other evidence, this could just be read as concern for Bow)

We see no signs of TestTube’s own curious nature when Bow begins to glitch. It seems obvious to me that she knows something in this scene that no one else knows. She drags Bow away and tells her to “cool off” (interesting choice of wording) and it’s only after this that she really seems to want to get Cabby off of the show.

Obviously I cannot describe the full moment word for word but I do encourage others to rewatch the scene with the mindset that TestTube is displaying suspicious behavior.

It wasn’t just this episode that made me think that TestTube was somehow related to Bow’s reappearance. What really got me suspicious of TestTube was Fan’s elimination, in which he seems to whisper the words “you have to tell her”

(Lip reading was done by me)

The clip cuts to Cabby. But we know the “her” couldn’t have been referring to Cabby, because she’s no longer in the game. Her story is over (unless she rejoins, but there’s no guarantee of that) Therefore it makes the most sense for this to be in reference to Bow, the one who Cabby was studying earlier that episode.

I think that’s more than enough evidence to say TestTube is most likely involved, but I have seen some other people point out that we saw a Bow related machine built by TestTube back in season 2. Perhaps this also has some relation to Bow’s reappearance?

I definitely believe it was TestTube who is responsible for the creation of Robot Bow. Out of all the theories I’ve seen, it has the most evidence to stand on.

I’ve got a lot of thoughts on Robot Bow, and I can’t wait to share them in future posts (soon to be posted!)

[tumblingclockwork]

HI LEAF IVE BEEN HYPERFIXATING ON MC STORY MODE AND ON STAMPYCAT PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE TELL ME YOUR THOUGHTS ABOUT STAMPYCAT BEING THE WHITE PUMPKIN IT SOUNDS SO COOL

HELLO HI YES I AM MORE THAN WILLING TO EXPLAIN

Before I start I wanna give a huge shout out to @mephones-declining-mental-health who was actually the first to point a lot of this out. We spent a lot of time putting this all together and she deserves a ton of credit for it. So go check them out.

ok so mcsm is an old game so quick refresher on episode 6: Jesse and his gang end up in another world and are put into a murder-mystery type situation. They’re trapped in the mansion due to zombies and have to survive until the day while the person who invited them all to the mansion (who goes by “The White Pumpkin”) kills them off one-by-one in order to obtain the Enchanted Flint And Steel. Which Jesse is also trying to get. Minus the main cast, everyone in this murder mystery is based off and voiced by famous minecraft YouTubers from the time. This was a pretty genius move on TellTale’s part because it meant the players were already going in with a certain level of attachment to these characters, allowing the game to kill them off in a way that would be emotionally impactful without effecting the plot of the overall story that much.

The people you meet in the mansion are the following youtubers: CaptainSparklez, TorqueDawg, StampyCat, TheDiamondMinecart, LDShadowLady, StacyPlays, and CassieRose

Multiple of these YouTubers are killed off (though some can be either saved or killed depending on your choices) and [spoiler warning] Cassie Rose is revealed to be the white pumpkin at the end. Her motivation being that she’s stuck away from her home world for and desperate to get back.

Now here’s the thing: that doesn’t make Any sense.

Cassie doesn’t have a single line or any piece of evidence that would necessarily point to her being the white pumpkin. The only real evidence that points to her feels so last minute and forced. And just completely disregards any other scene in which you were collecting evidence.

This would be less frustrating if there weren’t multiple other people that had far more evidence against them. But the one who has the most undeniable evidence against them? StampyCat.

Now I don’t know if they changed the story halfway through development or if the writers at TellTale are just bad at their jobs (equally likely but there is some evidence to suggest Cassie was not always the intended White Pumpkin) but Stampy has the most evidence, best motive, and would have just been a very interesting villain entirely.

Let’s go over everything.

So for starters. The first murder.

Spoiler alert! But the first murder is TorqueDawg. He stands under a dispenser that shoots him with a poison tipped arrow and he dies.

Now, tipped arrows were a relatively new thing at the time, and the game makes a point out of this. A lot of the characters in the mansion Don’t Know what a tipped arrow is. But a few do.

After the second murder (which we’ll address in a moment) you have the ability to interrogate three of the characters. LDShadowLady, TheDiamondMinecart, and StampyCat

Lizzie (LDShadowLady) is fully aware of the tipped arrows. Both Dan (TheDiamondMinecart) and Stampy point this out. When you ask her about it, she says she does know how to make them and taught others about it.

One of the people she talked about the tip arrows to is Cassie, aka the white pumpkin. So story-wise it does make sense. But Lizzie also states that Stampy had asked her about the tipped arrows, and specifically how to make them. So we know he has full knowledge of them.

But what does Stampy say when you ask him about the tipped arrows?

“I’ve never seen anything like it before”

This is Never addressed. Not once. Stampy blatantly lies about knowledge of a murder weapon when he seemingly has no reason to do so and he gets away with it.

So Stampy 1. Has the ability to create the weapon used for the murder and 2. Felt the need to hide this ability.

So that’s pretty suspicious right off the bat.

Now these interviews are caused by the second murder. So let’s talk about that.

Second murder: CaptainSparklez is pushed into a sand pit and suffocated by a very elaborate redstone trap. The trap is activated by one of the buttons on the table that they’re all sitting at.

Each of the buttons activates the trap, but only one of them was actually pressed. The connection we’re supposed to make here is that the White Pumpkin set up multiple buttons to keep suspicion off of themself.

The people sitting at the buttons were StampyCat, TheDiamondMinecart, LDShadowLady and Jesse’s friend Lucas.

Now you’ll notice that CassieRose, the actual White Pumpkin, is not on this list.

TheDiamondMinecart (Dan) is the one who presses the button. Dan is supposed to be a Red Herring here as he didn’t know what the button would do and pressed it anyway (though he’s a bad red herring. And we’ll discuss that in a moment). Even with the knowledge that it wasn’t the white pumpkin who pressed it, it doesn’t make any sense for her to have not been sitting at a seat with a button. And this is never really addressed either. Making this scene a complete waste of time, unless of course the original white pumpkin was intended to be one of those 4 people.

The interviews give us a lot of knowledge about the interpersonal relationships of the characters and what their skill levels are. Such as what I discussed earlier about the tipped arrows. But one thing that stays consistent is Jesse’s insistence that whoever the white pumpkin is, they must be good at redstone.

And he’s right. Every trap set by the white pumpkin at this point was redstone activated. Whoever made it must have been very skilled with it. And out of all the suspects there’s only one who has that level of ability. Stampy.

Both Dan and Lizzie make a point of saying that Stampy is a master of redstone and his skill is unmatched. But when Stampy is asked about this, his first instinct is to lie about it. When you catch him in this lie, he immediately back-tracks.

So Stampy

Has knowledge on how to build the first murder weapon (which wasn’t knowledge everyone had at the time)

Completely lies about this knowledge and is never called out for it

Was sitting at one of the buttons that caused the second murder

Is the only one with the redstone knowledge capable of creating the white pumpkins traps.

Lies about his redstone ability

So there you go! That’s a ton of evidence against him! And pretty much no evidence against Cassie other than the fact that she also knew about tipped arrows at the time.

In fact the dinner scene confirms Cassie can’t be a suspect unless we’re supposed to believe she just hoped someone else would do the job for her. Which considering she’s later characterized to be super paranoid and unwilling to leave things to chance, I doubt it.

While looking through secret tunnels you manage to find a secret conversation between Dan and Lizzie where Dan admits that he was the one who pushed the button on accident and that he feels super guilty about it. Jessie spots the white pumpkin looking through a painting at this moment. And considering he’s also seeing Dan and Lizzie, and he knows where Lucas is, out of all the people sitting near buttons, Stampy is the only one left. If the White Pumpkin was someone who was sitting at one of the buttons (which it should have been) it would have had to be Stampy

Now I do think having Dan push the button is realistic and fine. It’s a button. Everyone likes pushing buttons. But the fact that the white pumpkin would Bet On That Happening and not sit near a button at all feels like it couldn’t possibly be right, especially because everything else is so thought through and calculated. It feels out of character for Cassie to do. Cassie being the white pumpkin also means those interview scenes were an entire waste of time. They gave us no real information that could be used in the case and crossed off the real murderer as a possible suspect.

If *Stampy* was the murderer however, this would have made a lot more sense. As the interviews would have given us a lot of info about him and against him. Plus his relationship to the others. Even if Dan turned out to be the one who pressed the button, we still would have gotten that important info on Stampy. Not to mention that Dan just so happening to press the button before the White Pumpkin got a chance is a lot more believable than the White Pumpkin betting on that.

Now the way the story actually goes is that Stampy is revealed to have the enchanted flint and steel (even though before he claimed to not even want it) and as I’ve said, Cassie is revealed to be the white pumpkin.

We learn she’s the white pumpkin because she’s the only one who didn’t have a portrait of herself with a red X over it, which is a sign someone had died. Meaning she was never intended to die at all.

Now because the writing team didn’t put any actual evidence of her being guilty before this, they slip in a Not At All Subtle clue that she’s the white pumpkin.

The white pumpkin’s hide out is Filled with calico cats. The same cats as Winslow (the cat that Cassie had kept with her). And while this is obviously supposed to tell us it’s her, it doesn’t really make much sense as a clue. Considering Winslow is just one cat. A bunch of cats that look like him is sort of out-of-nowhere. She’s had no real evidence against her other than the final connection, meanwhile all signs seem to point to Stampy.

This doesn’t necessarily mean anything but I do think it’s worth mentioning that there is one character who Does have a ton of animals like the ones we see in the white pumpkin’s room. And that’s Stampy. He has a ton of dogs that could have easily taken the place of the cats. But anyway.

This last second Right At The End clue seems to almost indicate that there was some change in writing half way through the process. Before Stampy is revealed to have the flint and steel (which is something that any character could have confessed to and the story would be pretty much the same), the story makes a lot more sense with the idea that Stampy was originally intended to be the white pumpkin. We can also gather that it seems they intended the white pumpkin to be a man, as the protagonists refer to the white pumpkin by he/him pronouns and that assumption is never addressed when they learn the white pumpkin is a girl.

Either that or the writers are just. bad. Which is also very likely.

That’s all the evidence I have. So let’s talk about how story-wise it would have been so much more interesting to make Stampy the white pumpkin.

Cassie is great. But she didn’t get a lot of actual screen time in game until her villain reveal because she really never had any evidence against her. Stampy however got a lot of screen time and was generally the fan favorite when it came to the youtubers that were in episode 6. He was one of the most beloved youtubers at the time and the writers took that into account.

Whenever Stampy was accused of something, he’d play the innocent card. He’d say things like “it’s me! Stampy! I’m everyone’s friend!” In an attempt to get sympathy. Instead of defending himself, he played at the emotions of the people around him. He was played as the sweet innocent character who wouldn’t do anything wrong. I think this would have made him a Great twist villain. It would have made a lot more sense for the end scene as well, as the other youtubers defend Cassie, saying she would “never do something like that”. Which never really made sense considering they all knew one of them must have done it, and none of them had any real connection to her. Defending Stampy or being shocked would have made a lot more sense regarding the relationships of the characters.

His villain reveal would have been so much more surprising as well, as Cassie’s tone quickly shifts to much more malicious once she admits to being the White Pumpkin. And while I do believe shes a very good actor, I do believe the scene would have had an extra punch if the lines were delivered by someone who was previously set up to be the trustworthy friend who wouldn’t hurt a fly

But it’s Cassie’s motive specifically that I think would have fit So Well if Stampy had taken her place.

Cassie wants the flint and steel so that she can return to her home dimension. She’a been stuck here for a very long time and is willing to do anything to get back home. Specifically saying that she needs to get out of this “stupid world”.

Now this will only really make sense for those who are familiar with StampyCat outside of mcsm. But I’ll do my best to explain.

Stampy, as a YouTuber, was known for his “lovely world”. The minecraft world that he loved and cared about a lot. If the plot line was that Stampy specifically was separated from his lovely world, it would have been a great motive that he was desperate to get back it it.

So uh. Yeah! I think that’s all I got. I’m sure me and Worm aren’t the only people who have come to this conclusion but I’m just here to put it all into writing. I’m not sure if this was all a last minute change or sloppy writing but either way I think it’s interesting!

[khadij-al-kubra]

Worst Impressions are the First

Characters: Logan, Patton, Roman, Virgil (Human AU)

Pairings: Romantic LAMP

Words: 990

Summary: In a Soulmate AU where the first thing your soulmate(s) thought when they saw you shows up written on your body, four very different high school students are used to being taken as they appear to be: the jock, the geek, the pastel boy, and the brooding emo kid. Yet there is so much more to them than just first impressions. For Virgil, Roman, Logan and Patton, all they have to comfort them during high school-a time where images are everything-are the words on their skin. Their soul tattoos reassure them that someone out there sees them for what’s beyond the surface. It may take finding their unknown soulmate(s) to help them feel less alone in a world that has always judged them so quickly. That is, if they can learn to see past each other’s preconceived stereotypes first. (admittedly, not my best summary)

Author’s Note: So this was actually a specially requested fic based on not one but two prompt posts. The first being this, requested by @everphantom, and the second by my good mutual @quoth-the-sparrow based on this. It’s taken me a looooong while to finally get around to it (to everphantom and sparrow, I’M SORRY! ) aaaannd it’s going to take me longer than anticipated to finish it. Partly because i’m back at school, partly because i’m working on another fic as well, and mostly, well...I’d originally intended to write this as a oneshot but, surprise, I realized that it works better as a chapter fic. So without further ado and much overdue, I present the first chapter of my LAMP Soulmate fic. As always any likes, comments and/or reblogs are much appreciated. Also, if you’d like to be added to this tag list or my general tag list for all my fics, please do send me a message and i’ll be happy to add you. I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 1 (POV- Logan)

“Better watch where you’re going lady.”

A member of the wrestling team shouted this at Logan after ‘accidentally’ bumping into him hard enough to make him drop his books.

“Troglodyte,” Logan mumbled as they walked by, rubbing his arm, which had started to tingle. Likely from the rough impact.

“What was that?” Another athlete asked.

“Apologies…” Logan was no fighter. And starting conflict with a jock that had five or six other teammates with him was asking for trouble.

The wrestler sneered at him and continued down the hall with the rest of his pack in tow, leaving Logan to pick up his belongings.

Logan despised jocks. Ordinarily he tried his best to steer clear of stereotypes towards other people, but sometimes they were just too on the mark, and in his experience all jocks were either bullies or buffoons. Sometimes both. And Sanders High School seemed to have a mixed bag of such sports inclined youth who took joy in belittling those deemed weak or odd by themselves in their spare time between classes; Clearly an attempt to compensate for something.

As Logan picked up his papers, a shadow fell over him.

“Sorry,” it muttered.

The voice belonged to Virgil Alighieri, well-known multi-sportsman of the school. His letterman jacket displayed patches for the wrestling, track and swimming team. Logan immediately disliked him. Yet he couldn’t help feeling pleasantly surprised when Virgil’s tall frame knelt down and began helping to pick up Logan’s books.

“Sorry ‘bout them...they uh…I mean...they just…y’know they’re…m’sorry.” Virgil said, handing Logan back his Chemistry textbook, eyes averted.

Not the most eloquent guy, Logan thought, but at least he has some manners. He also cut a pretty attractive figure. All those physical activities left the fidgeting teenager before him with lean muscles that peaked out from Virgil’s opened letterman jacket. He also had good bone structure and skin, despite the bags under his eyes, broad shoulders, and his dark hair fell into a swoop that just barely obscured his view and made him look ‘cool.’ Even his dark purple sneakers were admittedly stylish. All around, he was aesthetically pleasing for a jock. Not that Logan would ever admit that aloud.

“Yes, well, I must be getting to class now.” Logan quickly got up and was about to leave, but turned back at the last second. “That was decent of you.”

Virgil looked about to say something, but was called back loudly by his pack mates in wrestling. Then he left without a word back to his laughing friends. Typical.

They laugh because they envy your confidence. Logan told himself this repeatedly until he believed it again. For each time he was pestered for answers to tests he refused to give, teased for his glasses, shoved into lockers for his academic prowess, and especially mocked for his choice in attire. Because although clothing doesn’t have a gender, evidently enjoying pastel colors and flowy garments traditionally deemed feminine warrants being called lady or pussy or other such terms in a derogatory tone. Today Logan was sporting a knee length peach skirt with mint green flower patterns, a baby blue blouse that tied into a tasteful bow at the neck, and of course his mother’s monarch hairpin to keep the bangs out of his eyes. Such clothing was soothing, comfortable and made Logan happy. Especially when he put them together in nature or space themes. He had enough confidence and self love as a man to wear such things proudly. If those meatheads couldn’t appreciate that, it was their prerogative.

…That doesn’t mean the bullying didn’t get to him sometimes. And it wasn’t just the jocks. Other members of the student body gave Logan odd looks, choosing to judge him for that rather than take him seriously for his outstanding academics or sharp mind. And being openly gay probably didn’t help his ‘image’ either. Everyone at school saw him as a joke. Logan hated that more than anything.

Well…not everyone.

Logan knew that there was someone in this school who took him seriously. One person who didn’t look at him with mockery, but instead saw him as a thing of beauty; Logan’s soulmate. And he knew they went to South Bay High because the writing on his arm, the first thoughts of his soul mate upon being seen by them for the first time, appeared on his inner forearm last semester. True he hadn’t found out who they were yet, but it was a small school, so it was only logical they’d cross paths again at some point.

Normally he was not the type to waste his precious grey-matter on frivolous notions as true love and casual romance, but when that tattoo appeared on his skin it…comforted him. Gave him reassurance that someone out there, platonically or romantically, was meant to stand beside him with love and pride. Any time Logan felt low or frustrated, he would look upon those light blue letters and find comfort in them: ‘The promise of spring after a heartless winter.’ That was how someone saw him, as someone beautiful and full of promise.

He’d looked at those first impression words so often they were engrained in his memory. Still, he could use the cheering up right about now, so Logan rolled up the sleeve of his blouse. Logan’s lip dropped. Now there was not one soul tattoo but two! In purple letters beneath the blue tattoo it read, ‘oh wow he’s pretty. wait, don’t stare you idiot!’ It wasn’t just the fact that Logan apparently had more than one soulmate, an uncommon but not unheard of thing. It was the fact that this hadn’t been there a few minutes ago. That meant he was spotted by his new soulmate only moments ago. Which only meant one thing.

“I have a jock for a soulmate,” Logan groaned.

And he had no idea which one of them it could be.

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[afleetofships]

Ok cool! If it’s okay can I request a hurt comfort kind of mephoj fic? Maybe mephone is having a difficult time with trauma or depression or something and oj helps comfort him and reassure him?

Following the results of the second season of Inanimate Insanity, many of the contestants decided to stay at Hotel OJ, while others went off on their own. MePhone was one of the ones who stayed, while MePad and Toilet decided to find a home away from all of Inanimate Insanity.

A month after the second season’s completion, OJ was sleeping alone in his room. It was beautifully furnished, as it was the main luxury suite in the hotel, and contained a King-sized bed with white and orange decorative duvet and sheets on top. OJ had found himself sleeping very peacefully lately, especially now that everyone was comfortably settled, but there was one hotel guest who could never get more than a few hours of sleep every night.

OJ eventually woke up to a loud knocking at his door. He turned to his alarm clock only to see that it was 1:14AM. Way too early for guests. He groaned and rolled his eyes as he slowly rolled out of bed and approached his door. He opened it and saw MePhone on the other side. OJ yawned. “MePhone, it’s 1 in the morning,” he whispered sleepily. “Is this important, or can it at least wait until the sun is up?”

MePhone took a deep breath. “I know I’m disturbing you, but...” He rubbed his hands behind his back. “I didn’t know where else to go. I couldn’t stay in my room, and I wasn’t just going to wander around in the dark.”

OJ frowned. “What’s... wrong with you? Is someone bugging you?”

MePhone shook himself, looking down at the ground. “No, no. Not someone. Or... maybe someone, but nobody that’s in the hotel.” He took another deep breath. “Look, I’m having trouble sleeping. Can I just... talk with you?”

OJ stared directly at MePhone. He knew that MePhone was having trouble during the day. He would avoid people. Make conversation short. Have trouble giving out information. It was like the end of Inanimate Insanity completely shut him down. “Sure... come on in.” He opened the door for MePhone, then stepped aside.

MePhone slowly shuffled in, taking a look around at the suite. He thought it was incredible. He hadn’t lived in any place that was so large since he worked with... “Nice place.”

OJ gently closed the door. “Thanks. I guess I’m allowed to have the best room in the house when I own the hotel.” He walked over to the couch, sat down, then patted the seat next to him. “So... why come to me? There are a whole bunch of other people in this hotel to talk to.”

He slowly made his way to the couch and sat down next to OJ. “I guess I figured that you had the least reason to hate me right now.”

OJ blinked, then turned towards MePhone. “... Why would you think that? I can think of plenty reasons.”

“Yeah, but do you hate me?” MePhone asked. “I know I wrecked your hotel and you tried to sue me, but you’re the only person here who seems to treat like another guest instead of like a monster.” He looked straight forward at the TV in front of them. “I know you watched the whole season of II. You know what I did to the rest of your friends.”

OJ stared at the TV as well. “No... I don’t hate you... At least, I can understand what the whole picture is like because I got to see and hear everything as an outsider. And everyone from the mining challenge? They told me what they saw when they touched those jewels. And they all had a hunch of what all of it meant, too...” He turned towards MePhone. “Cobs tortured you, didn’t he? He was awful.”

MePhone froze. Hearing Cobs’ name often made him seize up, especially after regaining all of his memories. It took a full 30 seconds, but he finally returned to reality. “Yeah. He was.”

OJ got concerned after hearing MePhone pause for a long time, but let out a sigh of relief when he spoke again. “I don’t think what you did to the contestants and Toilet was justified, but... I get it. I get the pain you’re going through. I mean, I don’t understand it personally because I haven’t gone through it myself, but... I get why you were upset. Why you were angry.”

“MePad and Toilet still won’t talk to me,” he whispered.

OJ looked down to the ground. “Yeah, well... they’ll come around. Maybe.” He raised his hand up and rubbed MePhone’s back. “You’ll always have your demons, MePhone. That doesn’t mean you have to be haunted by them forever, though. Own up to them. Laugh in their face. Otherwise... they’ll control you.”

MePhone slowly smiled, feeling comfortable with OJ’s hand at his back. “... Thank you, OJ. This... means a lot to me, okay? If you ever need me... you know that I’ll have your back too.”

OJ nodded. “Come back and talk whenever, MePhone. Just... try to avoid 1 in the morning if you can.”

[mepencil]

fanfic thing uhhh yeah

Hi guys mepencil here from objectconfessions

This is blog is like an ask/RP sideblog for me and oc-version of mepencil

This fanfic is an introduction to their role in the ii universe

Uhhh tw for Big Asshole Yang Hours, it can be a little iffy for sensitive nb’s bc big misgender hours for plot point

 Paintbrush lay on their front on the mediocre hotel bed, staring listlessly at the little crab that scuttled back and forth on the quilt. They let out a huff, the rush of air surprising their crab friend. “Sorry Baxter,” they sighed. Sure, it was nice to not have the stress of the competition on their back, but they were still afraid. Afraid for Lightbulb, and Test Tube, and...well, Marshmallow was still missing, and apparently Apple had vanished with only a broken window left behind as well, according to the other eliminated contestants.  To be honest, Paintbrush was scared. What if something really bad had happened to them? What if that happened to the others? Or Paintbrush themself?  It certainly was a thought that Paintbrush deserved to be scared of.  Baxter flopped off his feet, making a discontent noise. Paintbrush scooped him up and arranged him in their brush, the place he had seemed to claim and vanish into and out of at inopportune times. Paintbrush was 99% sure that Salt and Pepper were still deathly afraid of the little crustacean.  They sat up and scooted off the bed, deciding that they were hungry. It was late morning, after all, and they hadn’t gone downstairs yet. The upper floors of the hotel were empty and quiet, but Paintbrush could still hear the muffled sound of Salt and Pepper yelling about something, and the bustle of OJ and Cherries in the kitchen. They were surprised the yelling of Yang wasn’t to be heard, but then they saw that the two’s bedroom door was still closed.  Paintbrush made their way to the elevator and pressed the button for ground floor. They muttered an obscenity or two at the horrible music choices of OJ, the sounds of which played softly in the minute-ride to the bottom of the building.  It was always a challenge to maneuver around the morning hustle-and-bustle, but Paintbrush had quickly forged themself a tactic, weaving around the many objects crowding around, expertly keeping their bowl of cereal steady. Trophy frowned at them when his attempt to trip them failed miserably, and they grinned defiantly in his face.  They plopped themself down at an empty chair at the table next to a sniffing Tissues. “How have the new meds been treating you?” they asked him.  Tissue sniffed again. “W-Well, I haben’t been sneezig as much…”  “A relief for you and everyone else,” Painty sighed.  “Sorry…”  “Meh. You couldn’t help it.”  “Thangks…”  Paintbrush shrugged. “Hmph.”  Across the open space a firm knock came at the door. Somehow it was easily heard above the hustle and bustle of the fight for the first at the pancake mix, and everyone paused a moment, even Soap, who was furiously cleaning up after the messier ones.  “...someone gonna get that?” Cherries’ left half asked.  “I will,” Balloon said, hurriedly jumping up from his seat at the table and running towards the door.  A tall cylindrical figure stood outside the hotel, hand on one hip.  They glanced a moment, back at the staring faces of the objects eating breakfast, then smiled. “Heyo!”  “...hi?” Balloon finally said.  “Sorry if I’ve interrupted anything,” the newcomer apologized, then gestured to those in the kitchen. “Do continue!” They turned back to Balloon. “Could I perhaps come inside?”  “Uh.” Balloon looked back towards OJ, who shrugged with a confused look on his face. “Sure.”  They stepped past Balloon into the place and looked around with a smile. “I like it,” they murmured.  OJ made his way past Soap and went to greet the newcomer. “Uh, welcome to Hotel OJ?” he said in confusion.  They turned back to look at him and smiled, They were a good bit taller than he was, and they held out their hand. “Thanks! I’m MePencil.”  He shook it. “Me...Pencil? You wouldn’t happen to be from Meeple, would you?”  “Yeah, easy to tell, ain’t it?” MePencil sighed, looking tired. “Adam wanted someone to...keep an eye on the eliminated contestants. Since, correct me if I’m wrong, Apple vanished, and MePhone ‘n’ Pad are having their own troubles with the contest…”  “They could’ve sent us a warning,” OJ muttered. “We don’t usually get people knocking on our door unless it’s...well, even that doesn’t happen anymore,” he murmured, glancing at Balloon (who had quietly returned to the table, where conversation was starting once more).  “You know how MePhone is,” MePencil shrugged. “Absentminded, to say it...kindly.”  “Well, I guess you’re allowed to stay here then. I’ll see if I can get you a room or something…”  “Just ignore me, it should be like I’m not even here!”  “We’re just starting breakfast...if you can call it that. Do you need to eat, or…?”  MePencil shrugged again. “I eat when I feel like it. Don’t worry about me, I’m like the babysitter that gets paid doing nothing. I’ll try not to bother y’all.”  “Well, I suppose,” OJ said unsurely. “If you need anything, though, just come find me.”  “Gotcha!” MePencil grinned, giving a thumbs-up. “I’ll be around.”

 “So, what do you think of him?” Paper asked.  “Huh?” Paintbrush asked, pulled away from the newspaper.  “MePencil.” Paper gestured to the corner of the room, where said personage was enveloped in a sketchbook. “What do you think?”  “I dunno.”  “I thought she was a girl,” Cherries butted in.  “Oh, don’t go starting this again!” Paper huffed. “He’s a boy. You can tell.”  “Girl. Can tell by the voice!”  “You could ask,” Painty muttered. Both of the objects shook their heads, and Paintbrush snorted. “No wonder you’ve never asked me. Not that I want to be bothered, anyway.”  Paper and Cherries looked a little guilty, but they said nothing.  “MePencil’s ok, though.”

 MePencil had taken to watching cartoons with Soap and Balloon in the mornings, sitting on the right arm of the couch in a debatably precarious position, sketchbook in hand. Sometimes they wrote, sometimes they drew, but it was pretty hard to tell the difference if you weren’t an artist. Or you could snoop on them from behind, but nobody had the courage to do that.  MePencil was, too, different from the other Meeple products. They were nice, sure, but there was something about them that intimidated everyone. Maybe their height. Maybe because they were there to keep everyone out of trouble. Maybe because they had no screen.  They were exuberant. It appeared that they were extroverted, but they normally didn’t speak unless spoken to and was often nowhere to be seen, probably in their room, which OJ had let them stay in.  Not doing a good job of babysitting, then, Paintbrush thought. Lazy.  They didn’t seem to eat much, either. Occasionally they would raid the fridge of its oranges, which no one commented on, but either than that not much.  They also seemed to have a very sarcastic sense of humor. “So, get this,” Nickel said. “When I asked MePencil if he was a boy or a girl, he said ‘I’m not legally obligated to answer that question.’ Like, how much more passive-aggressive can you be??” he complained.  “Not like you didn’t deserve it,” Paintbrush muttered under their breath. “Just deal with it, Nickel. Didn’t mean it to be disrespectful, I’m sure.”  MePencil often butted in on what other people were doing. They didn’t seem to intend to be rude, just curious, but it infuriated Paintbrush to no end. They weren’t sure what the others thought (probably a similar reaction) but they were quite annoyed with it.  “Whatcha drawin’?” MePencil asked, appearing abruptly beside Paintbrush on the hallway bench.  Paintbrush recoiled back in surprise, and MePencil flinched. “Do you mind??” Paintbrush snapped.  “Sorry!!” MePencil exclaimed. “I thought you know I was coming.”  “I was literally looking nowhere in your direction!”  “Sorry, sorry,” they continued. “I just assumed...artist, observant type...should’ve walked in front of you first!!”  Paintbrush snorted. “So you’re saying I’m inobservant.”  “No, no! You were probably just enveloped in your work. Or…” They trailed off and shook their head. “Nevermind. Sorry.”  The other sighed. “I don’t really like showing my work to other people,” they said.  “Oh, no, I get it,” MePencil nodded. “I’m the same way. I just enjoy meeting other artists, you know?”  “...can’t say I’m really too thrilled,” Paintbrush muttered.  “I can leave. Really, I just wanted someone to sit with, and everyone else is busy.”  “You can sit here, but don’t expect me to talk to you.”  “Oh, thank you!” MePencil grinned.  “Mmm. Whatever.” Paintbrush heard a whisper of a breath escape from their guest, a slight sign of...disappointment, perhaps. They chose to ignore it.  After some time MePencil spoke. “Your sketchbook is pretty beat up.”  “So?”  “I guess you’ve had it for a while, then. Surprised you’re not that far through it though.”  “I...don’t really draw that often,” Paintbrush replied hesitantly. “It’s not really a hobby.”  “Ah,” MePencil said, stealing a glance at what was on Painty’s paper. “I see.”  Paintbrush hid their sketchbook indignantly, and MePencil grinned slightly, guiltily. “Sorry to disappoint.”  “I’m not sad about it,” MePencil replied. “As long as we can get along.” They smiled cheerily. “I have many friends who aren’t artistic. It’s ok!”  Paintbrush huffed softly. “I’m perfectly artistic!”  “...that’s...not what I meant,” MePencil muttered, frowning. “But okay…”  “Hmph,” said Paintbrush, temper on the edge. Something about MePencil just set them off. They could feel their hair getting warmer, but they kept their cool in case Baxter had found his way into the bristles. It wasn’t MePencil’s fault that their nosiness had brought out those thoughts. They didn’t know and didn’t need to know.  Paintbrush shouldn’t be so angry.  They never should be, really.  “Yo, Paintbrush?” they heard, and fell out of the trance, looking towards MePencil. “You okay? You spaced out for a minute there…”  “...huh?”  “You kind of froze up,” MePencil said. “Like, you didn’t even blink.”  “Oh, uh. Sorry,” Paintbrush said. “Just thinking.”  “Hmm,” the other frowned, seemingly unconvinced. “About what? You were pretty out there.”  “None of your business,” Painty snapped.  “Okay, okay, I won’t pry,” MePencil nodded, their tone ever serious. “If you ever need to talk though, I’m available.”  Paintbrush stared a good long while at MePencil, surprised at the genuineness they had expressed.  Now there was a different side of any Meeple product.

 Paintbrush never took up MePencil’s offer, despite the fact they did really seem to mean it. They just weren’t ready to say anything. Not yet.

 “All right people, group activity!!” OJ exclaimed, arms up in the air.  Salt and Pepper instantly groaned, and then were consequently elbowed by Pickle and Paper.  “Meep here is st–”  “Ay, ay, no,” MePencil interrupted from the side of the audience. “Please don’t call me Meep!”  “Oh,” OJ said, embarrassed. “Is ‘MePence’ okay?”  “Sure.”  “All right, uh. So MePence here is still feeling left out–don’t think I haven’t noticed, Pence!–and as head of the household, we’re gonna participate in some good-old group activities!” OJ announced. “And don’t complain!” he added, squinting in S&P’s direction.  MePencil smiled at the gesture and shrugged. “Sounds fine to me.”  “I’ve got a list here…” OJ said, looking at said piece of paper, which he obtained from nowhere. “Alright, listen up! We’re all gonna go on a hunt!”  “A hunt for what?” Nickel asked, somehow polite enough to not show his disdain like S&P.  “Everyone go look for the crab! Whoever finds it first gets dibs on the beanbag chair on movie night!”  “Done,” Paintbrush immediately said, procuring Baxter from their hair. “Beanbag chair’s mine.”  Everyone stared at them for a moment, and then S&P started complaining in protest.  “That’s not fair! It’s her crab!” “She just had it right there!” “That was a horrible challenge!” “No wonder he screwed up hosting for MePhone.”  MePencil took one look at Baxter and immediately started crooning over the crab as if it were a puppy. “He’s so cute!” they exclaimed, lifting him out of Painty’s hands.  Paintbrush gave them a look. “You and Lightbulb would get along,” they muttered.  MePence grinned, booping Baxter on his nonexistent nose and immediately getting pinched. “Ow,” they said, but laughed it off, letting Baxter crawl up their arm to their shoulder. “I love animals,” they said to Paintbrush with a smile.  “I can tell.”  “Okay, uhhhh. Paintbrush wins the chair, I guess?” OJ said, a little taken aback by how quickly it’d been won. He hadn’t even said “Go!” yet! “Uh, next thing…I was thinking Truth-or-Dare.”  “That’s childish,” Trophy said.  “But it works,” OJ countered. “This is my hotel, my rules. We’re gonna play Truth-or-Dare.”  Nickel and Trophy both had the largest frowns on their face as OJ organized everyone into a rough circular shape.  Well, more of an ever-fluctuating oval. Not everyone was exactly the most still-sitting.  “Tissues!” OJ said, pointing to said object.  “H-huh?”  “Truth or dare?”  “Oh,” Tissues said. “Uh. T-truth…??”  “Did you take your meds today?” OJ asked.  “Oh, no, I forgot again!!” Tissues exclaimed suddenly, jumping up and hurrying out of the room.  OJ snickered a bit, smiling. “Ok, ok,” he said. “Paper! Truth or dare?”  “Dare!” Paper grinned, looking prepared to do just about anything.  “Eat a corner of your head.”  Paper immediately scowled. “You said the same thing last time!!”  “So?”  “Hmph,” Paper muttered, tearing off a tiny piece of his corner and angrily shoving it into his mouth. “Uh…Nickel.”  “Dare, just get it over with,” Nickel huffed.  “Uh. Sit upside-down for the next three rounds.”  “That works,” sighed Nickel, rolling over onto his head, meticulously balanced. “Hmm...Meep,” he said after an interruption of Tissues returning to the room.  “Truth, and don’t call me Meep,” MePencil said.  “Are you a girl or a boy?” Nickel asked.  MePencil seemed to think for a moment before saying, “No.”  “MePence, you gotta answer the question,” OJ scolded.  “I just did. ‘No’ is my legitimate answer, I’m not even trying to be clever here,” MePencil replied. “Sorry if it disappoints you.”  “That’s even worse than your ‘not legally obligated’ answer from last week,” Nickel scowled. “Is your gender ‘no’? That’s stupid.”  Paintbrush cringed a bit.  MePencil smiled at Nickel, but it was a very dark, irritated smile. “Perhaps you’ll change your mind someday! Okay, Yang!” they called across the circle.  “What??” Yang said, apparently having been MIA.  “She’s asking you truth or dare,” Yin told him.  “I pass!!” Yang frowned, crossing their arms. “You do it, Yin.”  MePencil shrugged, jostling Baxter, who’d made his way onto their head. “Truth or Dare, Yin.”  “I think I’m better off with a Truth,” Yin said, glancing at his darker half.  “Hmm, what’s your favorite food?”  “Well, I quite enjoy milkshakes,” Yin contemplated, “but Yang doesn’t often enjoy when we eat sweet things.” He looked around the room then, thinking of who to call on.  “Paintbrush!!” Yang grinned evilly, suddenly.  “O-oh,” Paintbrush said. “Uh...d-dare?” they decided hesitantly.  Yang’s grin widened, and Yin looked worried. “I dare you to tell us that you’re really a girl!” he said viciously.  “I…!” Paintbrush gasped in surprise, and Yin began to hit his darker half, scolding him. “I can’t–!”  “Yang!” OJ exclaimed angrily. “That was...you can’t just…!”  “I can’t–!” Paintbrush blurted again, stumbling over their words. “I’m not–!”  “So you’re not a girl then?” Yang grinned. “There we go, guys, you’re welcome!”  “But...I’m not...I-I…!!” Paintbrush blabbered, distressed and teary-eyed. They immediately shut their mouth when MePencil laid a hand on their shoulder. They looked to the other in surprise and MePencil smiled at them, winking.  “You don’t have to tell them,” they said. “Yang’s just being unfair.”  “Wh…” Paintbrush said, mind coming to the conclusion. “Wait, you…”  MePencil nodded.  “How long…??”  “It’s easy to tell if you know what you’re looking for,” MePencil smiled.  “Does that mean...are you…?”  MePencil grinned, squeezing Painty’s shoulder. “I’ll pick someone for truth or dare for you, if you don’t want.”  “Wait, what just happened?” Trophy asked.  “Dude, what did you two even just talk about??” Nickel exclaimed, rolling over rightside up again.  “They’ve got their own language,” Soap hypothesized, and MePencil snorted, grinning.  “Paintbrush, are you okay?” OJ cut through the chatter, frowning.  “I think so,” Paintbrush replied unsurely, still shaking a bit. MePencil pat their shoulder.  OJ sighed quietly, then turned to YinYang angrily. “Sorry, Yin,” he began. “Yang, you are denied movie privileges for the next week!”  “It’s ok, I get it,” Yin nodded solemnly.  “What???” Yang exclaimed.  “You went entirely too far!” OJ retorted. “You made Paintbrush cry, and he’s not a person I see crying!” Paper folded his arms and nodded in agreement.  “Yeesh, even I wouldn’t do that,” Trophy muttered.  “Same, same,” Nickel said.  “Dirty move, Yang,” Soap frowned.  “Oh dear,” Balloon muttered.  “I think that’s enough group activity for today,” OJ huffed, standing up. “Remember you get the beanbag chair,” he smiled at Painty hopefully.  “Here, let’s go up to your room,” MePencil said softly as the group awkwardly disbanded, helping Paintbrush up. “Too many rude faces down here.”  “Are you sure you’re gonna be all right?” Cherries came up and asked worriedly. “Yang is such a meanie!”  “I’ll recover,” Paintbrush assured the little ones, managing a smile.

 “I hate that I can’t bring stuff up with everyone else,” Paintbrush vented in the empty elevator. “But they just wouldn’t get it!”  “I know,” MePencil sighed. “Being the third can...be a burden.”  Painty looked to them. “So…’they?’”  “Yep,” MePencil nodded. “Sometimes I like ‘he,’ but never ‘she’.” They smiled to the other. “You ‘they’ too?”  “Yeah.” Paintbrush looked listlessly up at the light that sat in the center of the elevator ceiling. “Only Lightbulb knows, though.”  “And me.”  The elevator door dinged, and as the two stepped out shoulder to shoulder, Paintbrush took into account that all of MePencil’s ‘annoying’ pestering was just...an extended hand for a friend, for someone akin to talk to.  MePencil was a C, and Paintbrush was not alone.

[dancingfb18]

Inanimate Insanity II Ep. 13

Ok, so we can all agree that Episode 13 was pretty damn good. Personally, I think it’s the best since at least 10, maybe before that. 

Now don’t get me wrong, 11 and 12 were both very good in their own right, but they also both suffered from problems. Mainly, they tended to forget about the competition in favor of a sideplot (Marsh and Bow in 11, Lightbulb and Test Tube in 12). This is especially prevalent in 12, where said sideplot takes up the majority of the episode. Honestly, they didn’t really have a choice with that since they were dealing with time travel, and the original timeline was essentially destroyed. Anyway-

What I appreciated about Episode 13 was how it really dialed things down, and did it’s best to develop characters within the confines of the challenge, instead on taking the development out of context.

What made this better was that almost every character got developed in a meaningful way, as opposed to one or two. I think the crew has realized that the cast is small enough now that they can do this. Was there still an emphasis on a few characters? Yes. But even the characters that weren’t emphasized had a scene or two to develop them. Contrasting that to Episode 10, where the development was assigned to Microphone and Suitcase, with a little bit of Marshmallow, and some characters assigned to support them. The others either were there for comedic effect (Fan and Lightbulb), or were ignored entirely (Test Tube and Knife).

But that’s not quite true with Episode 13. Microphone, MePhone, and Knife got the most development, but they weren’t the only ones. Fan and Test Tube had a little story about jealousy. Suitcase and Baseball had one scene that advanced their characters. Lightbulb was left out, as she got the most heavy-handed development last time. Hell, even MePad, Toilet, and Fucking STEVE COBS got developed a bit, even if their characters didn’t change that much.

As for the elimination, I’m pretty happy with it, and think it was the best route for the crew to take. Fan was still fun, but it was clear that he had served his purpose to the narrative and didn’t have much more to give them. That’s why they essentially reduced him to a running joke about not liking change over the last few episodes. However they seemed to want his final episode to fully expand his character to it’s limits, similar to paintbrush. And, just like Paintbrush, they succeeded. We see how unwilling Fan is to accept change through his panicked reaction when the egg he’s been taking care of since Episode 2 starts to hatch. We see his coping mechanisms through the vlogging. And they finally gave us a reason to care about Fan, when there really wasn’t one before.

That’s the end of my analysis, but I have something to speculate about before I end this post. It’s about Knife. Something tells me that there’s a side to Knife that we still haven’t seen. When he leaves Taco and Mic, he tells them that he won’t expose them because he didn’t want to do to them what Trophy did to him. That made sense in the moment, but it didn’t quite sit right. I don’t really remember him bringing this up before (correct me if I’m wrong). Maybe that’s just because of his “tough guy” persona, but I think there’s something deeper than that. Notice, also, that he was very willing to expose Taco to Mic, immediately bringing up what she did to Pickle, and trying to get Mic to ditch Taco. So why is he so hesitant to do the same to Mic? And if he’s willing to expose Taco to Mic, why not to everyone else? I think that he’s trying to keep up his “tough guy” persona when it comes to all this drama. He’s doing his best to remain indifferent to all the drama around him, because tough guys don’t take sides, or something like that. However, he really does care about everyone, and subconsciously takes sides in every argument or situation. So what do you do when you’re in that situation? Well, he resorts to trying to settle the conflicts indirectly, convincing others to take action so that he doesn’t have to. That’s why he warns Mic about Taco, but doesn’t warn anyone else. This also explains his behaviour in Episode 11 with Suitcase. He tells her to “make her presence known” to Nickel, essentially telling her to stand up for herself and Balloon. When she does that, and it only increases the tension in the conflict, he immediately absolves himself from the situation by saying that that’s “not what he meant”. In doing this, he’s able to deny that he had involvement in this conflict. I’m probably wrong about this, but that’s just what I think.

Anyway, thank’s for coming to my TED talk. Good night, sleep tight, always let the bed bugs bite, hail Satan.

[valencrime]

I'll ask you instead lol why /do/ you guys hate cobs?

Oh!! I am really glad you asked actually. 

I am always ready to rag on Cobs. Just prepare for this to be long and a little rambly.

So, Steve Cobs. He’s kind of a jerk, which of course rubs me the wrong way, but it isn’t just his smarmy attitude that makes me hate him.

Think about Steve Cobs. He’s creator and CEO of Meeple, a massively successful tech company. And some of his products happen to have versions of them that are alive. 

Apple was founded in 1976, so let’s just assume that’s the same with Meeple. That’s 41 years, and a LOT of products. All of them may not be alive, like how there’s a couple different versions of the iPhone 4, with different storage capabilities.

But surely, a good chunk of them must be alive, right? I kind of wonder where they are. HQ was practically desolate, but… Let’s just assume that the Meeple that have been made in that 41 or so years are all just… “somewhere else”….

Let’s look at the Mephones, since they’re all we’ve really seen. (Aside from Mecintosh and Mebook of course)

So! Mephones 4S, 5, 5S, 5C, 6, and 6+ are all dead. All of them. 

4S and 5 were both sent to “Terminate” 4, and 4 and 5 ended up dying, 4S sacrificed himself to bring back 4, we all watched the finale. 

But then… 5S and 5C were also sent to kill 4, even after 4S and 5 died. 4S and 5 could’ve been maybe written off, that “Cobs didn’t know it would kill them!” but he knew that there was a pretty big risk when he sent 5S and 5C.

And then there’s 6 and 6+. While he didn’t send them to kill 4, they still died.

Remember when he said “These bend too. They do.”, referring to his watches? And how the walls have advertisements saying that the phones bend?

That meant that he was aware that the MePhones 6 and 6+ bend. And he had a living 6 and 6+ living with him.

He was letting them run around without any sort of protective anything protecting their weak spot. And it got them killed.

He just doesn’t care.

The reason why he wants 4 Terminated? Because he’s “too old”.

4 says it himself, he’s a SINGULAR year old. 

What kind of life expectancy.

And in Theft and Battery, Steve Cobs refers to 4 as an “ancient relic” as well as other, similar things. After he’s only, what, 5?

This kind of talk is well and good with electronic devices. They’re built for failure so that companies can keep selling us new ones. It’s just the way things work, even if it’s a waste.

But what Steve Cobs doesn’t seem to register while talking about 4? Is that this is a living being. Sentient! 

Creating living things that are built for failure? That are considered old after only a year? That’s criminal!

And that’s just an average day in Steve Cobs’ treatment of his older creations. Not just 4, he treats us all this way, eventually. If we manage to live long enough.

So that’s why we all hate him. Because he’s awful. A creator who does not care.

[catastrophiceventz]

What a Bright Idea! (II Fanfic P5)

Mic walked quickly, she tried to keep quiet while calling Taco's name. "Taco?" She whispered, hoping she was just hiding in the bushes somewhere. "Taco I need to warn you!" Nobody replied. So she kept wandering. "Where did she go?" She asked herself. Maybe it would be easier to lead Test Tube, Fan and Lightbulb away from the forest first. That was a plan. But how? They seemed determined to get the egg. Whatever, it was worth a shot. She turned and walked the opposite way, running quickly. She inhaled deeply, before letting a thunderous scream ring through the forest. It shook the trees, and she was determined that they would hear it and come find her. The trio wasn't too far away, and Test Tube was leading them ahead when the scream boomed, making her jump. Fan covered his ears, her and Lightbulb nearly shattered from the volume. Once it stopped, Lightbulb gasped in shock. "That was Microphone!" Test Tube had recognized her scream too, it hadn't been the first time they'd heard her scream like that. Fan looked relieved. "Maybe Taco is with her, she should have my egg.." Test Tube nodded. "Not too far now, Fan. See? I told you we'd get him back." Fan nodded in embarrassment. "Yeah... you were right." Lightbulb and Test Tube ran ahead, while Fan followed close behind. Soon they got to the clearing where Mic was standing, with her back turned on them. Fan caught up, stopping dead as he saw her. "Hey, you!" He shouted. "Where's my egg?" Mic seemed startled by his challenge, but she turned her head and glanced back at them. "I don't know.." she murmured grimly. Test Tube glared at her. Something about the way she was acting didn't look right. She sounded... fake. Fan stepped forward, glaring at her. "Microphone, please tell me! I know what you're doing." He threatened. Microphone sweat. She turned and stared at them. Test Tube shook with fear. She looked so evil. How could this take such a turn? "Fan!" She shouted as Microphone tried to snatch him. Fan scrambled backwards and ran for the bushes, but was blocked by the one and only, Taco. Fan gulped. "T-Test.. Tube.." he was glued to the ground in pure fear. Test Tube glared at Microphone, hate gleaming in her eyes. Lightbulb stood besides her, holding her arm. "We need a plan," She whispered, as Taco pushed Fan to them. "Stay there if you know what's good for you." Taco smirked and patrolled behind them. Mic grunted as Test Tube took a threatening step forward. "Take one more step and I'll shatter you," she retorted. Test Tube seemed surprised by the sudden violence, and opened her mouth to reply, but Fan interrupted her. "Fine, d-do it," He stuttered with nervousness. "Kill us. We'll just be regenerated and we can tell MePhone how you attacked us in the forest. You know violence is against the rules." Mic backed off. She seemed to realize that he was right. She couldn't see Taco, but she heard her laughing behind them. "If they don't know you're dead, they won't regenerate you!" She chuckled at their idiocy. "If Microphone goes back and tells them that you crossed the border, you'll be disqualified instead. Isn't that right, Microphone?" Test Tube noticed Microphone's gaze drag over to Taco, who was right behind her. She silently pleaded that Mic wouldn't say yes, but disappointment flooded her as Microphone replied hesitantly. "Right." Test Tube suppressed a sigh, and replied instantly. "Please just give us the egg, we never meant to do harm." She begged. Microphone didn't answer, just waited for Taco's answer. Taco shook her head. "Give up this opportunity? Absolutely not." She gave Mic a demanding look, "Rip Fan in half." She ordered. Mic jumped. "What?! We're really going to hurt them?" She asked, twiddling her thumbs. Taco nodded. "Just do it Mic, this is your chance to prove yourself! You want the million, don't you?" She asked, holding Fan where he was. Test Tube yearned to grab Fan and Lightbulb and run to safety, but that would be too risky, especially with Taco. She just watched in fear as Microphone took a step closer to Fan and held her hands out. 'Somebody help!' Fan kicked his legs. "No! Please! Let us go!" He was shaking as he tried to break free. But Test Tube and Lightbulb couldn't risk it. They watched as Microphone grabbed the top of him with both hands and began splitting him down the middle. Taco smirked wickedly. "You're doing nicely.." Taco suddenly let out a grunt as something kicked her in the center of the face. She flew back, her shell cracking on impact. Fan pushed Mic away from him as his arms were free and scrambled behind Test Tube and Lightbulb. Paintbrush growled at Taco and Mic, who both were standing in surprise. "Rule breakers!" They spat. Taco glared at them. "Oh, look who it is!" She held out her hands as if she were going to give Paintbrush a hug. "Paintbrush! Or unknown gender freak, as everyone likes to call you." She smirked, looking very angry. Paintbrush ignored her and pointed at Microphone. "I knew there was something up with you all along." They snapped, before looking at Test Tube, Fan, and Lightbulb. "The egg is in the bushes. Grab it, and run. I'll follow." They blocked Taco as she tried to run and get the egg. She stopped in front of them for a moment before leaping over them, and sprinting for the bushes. Lightbulb was already there, the egg in her hands. She looked in surprise as Taco leaped at her, but was grabbed by the leg and launched at Microphone, who was still in shock. Test Tube and Fan were running for their lives as Lightbulb followed behind, holding the egg tight and close. Mission accomplished! Sort of. Fan had a rip going down his head that made his feel dizzy, so Test Tube had to hold his hand as they ran. Soon they heard Paintbrush catching up to them, and they saw the exit close ahead. 'Freedom!' Test Tube gasped. She ran as fast as she could, practically dragging Fan behind her. He could barely keep up. Once they made it to the beginning or the forest, she stood there with her hands on her knees, panting away. Her heart was beating at full speed, the blood pumping in her ears. Fan was lying on the ground, looking dead as he was so exhausted he could barely move. And Lightbulb was sitting on the ground next to him, holding the egg as she tried to catch her breath. Test Tube watched the forest, trying to spot Paintbrush, but she couldn't see them anywhere. Maybe it was just taking a while for them to catch up. Suddenly she spotted them sprinting to the trio at full speed, trying to escape the dark and dirty forest. Once they got there, Lightbulb gave them a big hug and thanked them, still breathing heavy. Paintbrush's hair was full of twigs and dirt. "It was nothing." They insisted modestly. "I just heard the scream and went to investigate. It woke me up. But I'm glad you guys are okay." Lightbulb nodded, and rubbed the back of her head. "Yeah.. And sorry about earlier, I'm sorry I made you angry." She murmured. Paintbrush shrugged it off. "Apology accepted." Fan was still lying on the ground. "What if they come back..?" He asked, staring up at the now orange and purple sky. The sun was setting, and the contestants were getting ready to go to sleep. Maybe they should confront MePhone about the incident? Test Tube sighed and gazed around. Tiredness weighed down on her. Her eyes widened as blackness engulfed her vision, and she felt the ground fall from under her. Then.. she was gone.

[fandom-imagines]

The man behind the mask: Chapter Three

The man behind the mask masterlist

Pairing: Sherlock X Reader

I usually update this on my wattpad a few days before I post it here so if you want to read these chapters early, you can do so here: X

“Haven’t the faintest, hungry?” Sherlock asked, crossing over the road to head to a small restaurant.

“Just here” Sherlock said, walking over to a small table in the corner.

“Sherlock!” A cheery voice called, walking up to Sherlock. I know him. How do I know him? I can’t quite put my finger-

“This is- “Sherlock began.

“Angelo.”

Sherlock turned to face me, confusion gracing his features, something he obviously rarely showed.

“Y/N?” Angelo asked, his expression slowly turning into shock.

“You know each other?” Sherlock asked, looking between Angelo and I.

“Uh-yeah I used to- “Angelo began, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck.

“We used to date.” I interrupted, covering for him. Sure, I really disliked him, but I didn’t want to cause any unnecessary drama.

“You did?” John asked, clearly confused.

“Yeah” I said, laughing awkwardly.

“It ended quite mess, so” I shrugged, looking at Sherlock who had remained silent for most of this conversation.

“You’re lying.” He stated blankly, turning to face the window.

“Anyway, anything I can get you?” Angelo asked awkwardly. Sherlock ignored him, while I shook my head.

“How about you, John?” I asked, turning to face the older man.

“I’m good” He said, smiling politely at Angelo who turned to leave.

“So, what really happened?” Sherlock asked, lips pressed in a straight line as he continued looking out of the window and at passing vehicles.

“Nothing, it’s nothing” I said, smiling reassuringly when he looked at me. Sherlock nodded, before spotting a taxi which slowed down besides the address.

“Come on.” Sherlock said, grabbing his coat and scarf, before quickly leaving the restaurant.

“It’s leaving.” I said, beginning to plan a different route which I guess Sherlock was also doing We nodded at each other, before running in separate directions.

I began to run towards a wall, grabbing the ledge before pulling myself up so I was stood on the ledge. My feet carefully carried me along the thin wall, before I jumped down onto the pavement, making sure to keep my balance. I spotted the taxi heading around a corner, so I ran across the road. Or I would have, had a car not ran straight into me.

“Crap” I muttered, standing up and apologising to the driver before running off again, despite the pain.

After a few minutes, I spotted Sherlock and John at the end of the street, as we began to run towards the taxi, making it stop. I stood back, watching Sherlock speak to the man, who seemed okay.

“Well, you have a cute friend” He winked, before the taxi took off.

“John, you just got complimented” I joked, grabbing the ID Sherlock had used.

“Greg Lestrade. How did you get this?” I asked, looking closer at the ID. It was real.

“I pick pocket him when he’s annoying” Sherlock says, causing me to look up at him. He was slightly taller than me, so I had to tilt my head in order for me to see him.

“So, that was- What happened to you?” John asked, when he came over to stand near Sherlock and me.

“I got hit by a car, not a big deal” I shrugged, forgetting about the pain.

“You’re bleeding” John said, placing his hand on my forehead, wiping some blood away.

“Come on, I’ll patch you up” He smiled, before signalling for a cab.

-X-

“Does it hurt anywhere else?” John asked, after he had finished cleaning the cut on my forehead.

“No.” I lied. It actually did hurt all over my body, of course my pride stopped me from admitting it.

“Good, you should be fine in a few days” He smiled, helping me hop off the counter.

“I’m already fine” I grumbled, going to their lounge to say goodbye to Sherlock.

“I’m going to head off now, thanks John. Night guys” I smiled.

“Night, Y/N.” John smiled, looking over at Sherlock who was busy in his mind palace.

-X-

The following morning, a loud knock came from the front door, bringing me back to reality from my book. I was reading a “Guide to hunting” book, about Supernatural.

As I opened the door, I saw a group of Scotland Yards workers. Confused, I looked around to make sure this wasn’t a prank.

“Can I help you?” I asked, genuinely confused. I didn’t understand, and I hated it.

“Where are Sherlock and John?” the man, who I now knew as Greg Lestrade, asked.

“I don’t know, why?” I asked. All I knew was that Sherlock and John had left earlier today and would not be back for a while. I think they went to Angelo’s.

“Well, we are going into 221B.” A Scotland Yard member announced.

“What? Why?” I asked, looking at the members who were there to go into 221B.

“Drugs bust. We were meant to do it yesterday” Anderson shrugged, his eyes staying fixed on me.

Dick.

“Why are you telling me?” I questioned. Surely if it was a drugs bust, they could just go in.

“We need you to come with us, so he won’t freak out” Lestrade admitted.

“So, basically you want me to go up with you so he won’t kick you all out” I summarised, to which they all nodded.

“Do I even have a choice?” I quizzed, to which they all shrugged, before leading me upstairs.

-X-

“Here.” Anderson called out, pulling the pink case from behind Sherlocks chair where he had placed it earlier.

“He found it yesterday” I shrugged, looking at Anderson who was inspecting the case.

“Is he making her cover up for him?” A random member asked.

“Yeah, he forced me to” I said, sarcastically, causing a few members to snicker.

“I’ve known him around twenty-four hours, do you honestly think I’d cover for him” I sighed, watching them continue the ‘drugs bust’.

“Finally,” I muttered, as I heard the door downstairs close. As soon Sherlock and John entered the flat, annoyance forced it way onto his face.

“What’s going on? Y/N?” John asked, turning to me.

“They forced me to come up here while they did a ‘drugs bust’” I shrugged.

The confrontation continued a few moments until a sudden realisation hit me. Walking over to the chair, I grabbed the ladies case before heading to Johns laptop.

“What are y-“Donovan began to ask, before I put my hand up silencing her.

“What are you doing?” Sherlock asked, leaning over my shoulder, sending a shiver down my spine.

“Her phone” I said, going onto the MePhone site.

“That is brilliant!” Sherlock cheered, watching me log in.

“What?” Anderson asked, walking over to me, placing his hand on my shoulder, which I shrugged off.

“She didn’t lose her phone-“I began.

“She planted it on him!” Sherlock finished, smiling excitedly at me.

“Hamish” John said, clearing his throat causing everyone to look at him.

“John Hamish Watson. If you’re looking for baby names” John said, causing a blush to rise up my cheeks. I didn’t believe in love at first sight, but Sherlock was sure as hell ruining that.

“We can read her emails, so what?” Anderson spat.

“Anderson, don’t talk out loud, you lower the IQ of the whole street” Sherlock sassed.

“Well, Y/N. Can I speak to you?” Anderson asked, making me look at him.

“Speak” I said, turning back to the laptop.

“In private.” He said. I sighed, standing up and following him into the hall.

“So, Y/N, I was thinking. You me,” He began.

“Y/N. You need to see this” John called. I silently thanked him, before walking back into the lounge to see what John needed.

“Thank you” I whispered into his ear, as I leant over him.

“The phone is here. In Baker Street” He said.

“Maybe it fell out.” Lestrade shrugged, which caused a mini argument between him and Sherlock until I spotted someone in the doorway.

The cab driver.

[object-show-analysis]

Right on, Willow! We have ourselves a good old fashioned III rejoin coming up, so if you get the time and want to do this, have you got any thoughts on who may end up coming back at the end of the chaos?

An excellent question! A lot of people are expecting a rejoin so let’s talk about it

Now I do want to start off by saying technically, we don’t know we’ll be getting a rejoin. That has never been confirmed. Walkie Talkie has been very particular in her wording that she’s giving them “another chance” and even the text in the newest trailer only says “what if it wasn’t over”, and while Cabby says in the trailer that she Assumes that Walkie Talkie means continuing the game, we’ve gotten no confirmation of that. We don’t even really have reason to believe MePhone knows walkie talkie exists at all! Especially considering the fact that he says he doesn’t hire anyone anymore.

But since there’s really no evidence to point to any other specific “chance” that they could be given (at least none that has been clear to me) let’s talk about what a rejoin would mean.

The current characters on the island are Blueberry, Lifering, Teakettle, Cabby and Goo.

We don’t know how a potential rejoin would work. It could be via competition, viewer vote, contestant vote, etc. So it’s sort of impossible to judge who would be getting back into the competition. Rejoins in object shows can be game changing. Let’s discuss the potential each character could have IF there is a rejoin.

Blueberry

Now Blueberry isn’t someone we have gotten to see a lot of. He was meant to be eliminated right off the bat, so there isn’t a lot of complexity to him. While there is potentially room for him to grow and improve as a character, I can’t really see any needed revelations happening with the current atmosphere of the show. Another thing about Blueberry is the fact that his tired and depressing nature sort of blocks him off from interactions with others. I can see him potentially getting some interaction with more patient characters like candle, but for the most part he’s closed himself off. He also doesn’t compete in challenges at all, and seems way happier on the indefinite island. He stayed not because he wanted to rejoin, but because he prefers to be there. All-in-all I can’t see him getting much out of a rejoin.

Lifering

Now see Lifering is interesting because he left the game on pretty good terms with everyone. He never had any huge major plots of his own (other than some interesting interactions with Box who is no longer on the show and not available to rejoin) I think he could potentially rejoin the game pretty smoothly. He didn’t exactly miss out on any needed development by being eliminated so I can’t think of anything that he would inherently gain by having more screen time, but I think he’d still definitely be very involved and serve as an asset to whatever team he was on

Teakettle

The possibility of Teakettle rejoining is very interesting considering the social aspect of her elimination, and the state of her old team. Last we saw her, she was still very loving towards Nickel and Balloon, but clearly resentful of what happened to her. With Nickel and Balloon on two separate teams now, I have to wonder how she would act in the game working with one and fighting against the other. I think we have solid reason to believe if she was put on a team with Balloon again, she may try to break him apart from Nickel like she did last time, especially now that Balloon is actively fighting against Nickel in the competition. Which may be interesting, but considering Nickel and Balloon seem to be relatively inseparable now, even with the different teams, I doubt that would be very effective, and might lead to Teakettle being kicked back out pretty quickly

Cabby

Now Cabby is definitely interesting because Testtube essentially ruined her relationships every member of her old team, and left her incredibly hurt. So bringing her back could cause some interesting conflict. At the same time, every storyline she’s been a part of has basically come to a close, especially with the mystery of Bow being solved. She could be a very valuable asset to a team, but with many relationships ruined and her trust most likely destroyed, it’s hard to say if she would use that full potential to help others or even if she’d stay in the game very long at all.

Goo

Now Goo was a very interesting player, as his unique personality and abilities were often very useful, but just as often his team’s downfall. Story wise he was great emotional support and worked well with other characters, but it seems he’s sort of done everything that he needed to do. He was never really an important factor to any major plot (not that he wasn’t relevant, he just didn’t add much on his own) I cannot see the story gaining much from his presence. He had a pretty good send off and it may be odd to bring him back so soon. Though I do think now that he has a better understanding of other people’s needs, I think he has a solid chance of getting really far in the game if he were to rejoin.

I believe that’s all I have to say! Again I’m super not confident that we’ll actually be getting a rejoin, and even if we are, it may not be up to the viewers at all, but if it is I hope this helps lay out the options properly. I can’t wait to find out more about Walkie Talkie and indefinite island!

[object-show-analysis]

Why do all the mephones have different powers?

This is a pretty easy one to answer! It’s because they all have a different purpose.

MePhone4 (the MePhone we know best) has the ability to create things at will because he was made to create. Steve Cobs built MePhone4 so that he could have easy assess to a spaceship (and from all the “tasks” we see MePhone has, we can assume he was meant to make more that just that).

MePhone4S has more violent abilities (and weapons) because his main directive was to eliminate MePhone4 and take over the show. Which we now know is because Steve Cobs uses Inanimate Insanity for product placement, and didn’t want an older MePhone on TV. MePhone4S also had things like Siri and The Talking Hand, which were most likely there to help him host the show after MePhone4 was eliminated.

MePhone5 also had the ability to track and kill any pervious MePhones because he and 4S were meant to serve the same purpose. Kill the last MePhone and take over the show.

From that point we see these powers get more advanced with every MePhone. When MePhone4 survives MePhone5’s attack because he had 4S, Steve builds MePhone5S and MePhone5C. Two MePhones meant to work together to take down MePhone4. They were deadly, but still charismatic enough to effectively host the show if they succeeded.

As the MePhone’s go on, they get deadlier, but also weaker. So that if one eventually manages to take down MePhone4, it won’t be as difficult to replace them. We see this in 6 and 6+ who are able to be killed with just a touch, and we see this in action with 7 and 7+, who are killed and replaced easily in Inanimate Insanity Infinity.

The only Meeple products that we don’t have a solid idea on the purpose of their abilities is MePhoneX, A.D.A.M., and MePad.

As far as we know, A.D.A.M. doesn’t have any real powers because he’s just the shows producer. Though we don’t know that for sure. MePhoneX, while seemingly very dangerous, has only appeared in one scene, and therefore we don’t know exactly what his purpose is yet. But it’s safe to assume that he was built with the intention of tracking and killing MePhone4, like many of the other MePhones.

MePad is the most difficult one, because we don’t actually know what he was built for (though I certainly have a theory that I think is pretty solid). So I can’t really answer why he has his powers with 100% certainty.

Knowing what they were made to do also allows us to figure out what they Weren’t meant to do. As MePhone4 doesn’t have any dangerous powers (and is often quite helpless) we can assume he was never made to cause anyone harm. Which would explain why he was building a spaceship, instead of just going into space himself (something that we know previous MePhones had the ability to do).

I hope this clears things up!