the devil's playhouse remaster is coming so soon... so i wanted to make an animatic based on some revelations and implications from the game and the remake:)
(link on youtube, where the fullness of my thoughts can be found in the video description)
I did the calculations on my queue + extended queue and at the rate I have my queue posting and given what I have queued and pending being queued, my queue won't run out of posts for about 9 months. And that's assuming I don't continue adding it in the interim, which of course I will be doing
So I finally watched a video on all the endings of ruin and… why is it that, in the ending where Gregory, Helpy, and Vanessa are sitting on a hill, the daycare theme is playing?
That song is not playing in the other two endings. What does the daycare attendant have to do with this specific ending? Why is his song here?
It’s also interesting that the song doesn’t play while Cassie is in the daycare. Although that might be because the lights are off.
The screenshots of Zoro and Sanji being drinking buddies also include Zoro specifically pouring for Sanji, which just tells me that (1) he really is the younger one between them and (2) he recognizes that Sanji is his elder and pours his drink out for him as is expected. But you’re not gonna catch him admitting THAT.
Okay I was thinking recently about the fashion within BSD, and what if the creators of their clothes are creators of fashion books? Like the one immediately coming to mind is, 'The Glass of Fashion' by Cecil Beaton??
... She had at the very least attempted to obey... But as she brought her body forward some, she'd begun to lose her balance a bit- even if she'd already been at a kneel. It hadn't been as though she was at risk of falling over...
And yet the world doubled, tripled around her- spinning and shaking and making her want to hurl... Of course, the taste of blood hadn't been helping.
She did damn near choke, in fact, even as she brought her forehead down to press firmly against the ground beneath her feet- not even caring when her broken helmet came tumbling from off of her head as she did so... Every stiffed cough sent another horrid jolt of pain through her body, coating the ground a further red as she allowed blood and saliva to flow aimlessly from her mouth.
She clutched to him... To... To some part of him- some part of his suit, damn near tearing it in the process... It didn't seem she'd fully processed who it was who'd come to her aid. Even now.
Wigfrid couldn't really bring herself to speak... Not as though she'd been in much of a position to even if she could. Nothing fell from her mouth but chokes and whimpers and blood...