#i thought i misheard ToT

[ihatebrainstorm]

Rewatching BTAS and got jumpscared by the mention of Cybertron in the show,, Completely forgot that Cybertron technically exists in Batman???? And they also do robotics stuff??????

[islib]

Hermitcraft S10 Starting, here's pretty much every thought I've had while watching the first batch of first episodes that seemed worth writing down

ZombieCleo first

Why do they keep making Mumbo give the starting speech lmaooooo

"It's a Skizz!" "And a Joel!"

X first on fire. It's season X time. "That's a really bad start - noone punch me."

...wait what - oh they ARE playing Demise!

MYSTERY GIFTS!

they're so professional you guys

oooooh coop caving!

why is Joe on a horse that's Bdubs's job

what is that team name, Ren, why

"mustard milklies" thanks Beef for making it worse, thanks Cleo for trying to intervene

oh this is gonna be fun from multiPOV "I found a massive hole" "where's the big hole you promised me Cleo" my gods

Doc has a bed thing and bloodthirst, love it

oh the mustard milk team is going for lies, NICE

"Willage" is a very funny concept

"Huh, who mocked my accent?" "Nobody, I don't know what she's talking about!" "...hm? Canadian? Eh?"

Cleo's already resorting to threats against her own team!

"Oh, milk tots!"

oh no, Wels's power went out right before the recording?

lapis is now dubbed "french blue stuff"

"I am a child and so are you!" Cleo @ Doc

"OH IMPULSE IS GONE!" *cue celebration* FIRST DEATH

"Cleo, lie to me and tell me you believe in me." "I think you're a beautiful person, Skizz." "...that hurt even more!"

mustard mouse pads - or whatever it was

Ren's dead! We get all his stuff!

15 minutes left milk moustaches!

how did Ren already manage to name a place "The Hillock"

Doc is only PC for salmon, worried about "the salmon twitter mob"

season 10 stands for X-rated, according to Beef.

Doc doesn't understand cooperativeness. Doc needs to win things. "It's non-competitive- why am I even here?" "Remember: he doesn't like to DO anything." (ref to previously misheard "I don't like to do editing")

Skizz's first impression of Doc on the server, simplified: "So you guys are my team? So I kill you guys?"

Cleo is the only person to play "real Hermitcraft" last season on the mustard m-whatevers. By their own words. Beef believes her definition of "playing real Hermitcraft" is debatable.

Doc just dug a hole. He doesn't do anything.

Suddenly, "not doing anything" is, I guess, a redstoner trait in general? Ren accused Mumbo.

Mumbo needs someone to hold his heels and earrings so he can clobber Ren, I think

Cleo's being a horsegirl? What is this season?

Bdubs really trying to invoke Clethubs in order to get a saddle, huh

noone is scared of Ren.

False-Ren-Cleo plateup reference!!!

Statue book acquired. Priorities in check for Cleo.

gosh I hate Nether early game, I'm so tense just watching

oh that is tragic. RIP.

Cleo's looking to base with people! Yays!

Nice to meet you, Jason Pendergast! What a name!

oooooh new outro music? I think? fun!

Xisuma second (because it's season X)

half a heart during the intro. what a start, X. (tbf, totally cub's fault, he nudged him, I saw it!)

...what the heck is the Hillock, Ren?

Zed's doing things going "No hands!"

oh dear, chat errors o.O

"hey Ren! I totally forgot what group I'm in." what a derp.

wonderful intro, Ren, thanks for the professionalism

my gosh it's the X guys together

AND joehills? this group can't do any wrong! AND THE KERALIS MAN YAYS

"some funny clips" *insert cave-in*

"Hazardous terrain!" "Hazardous teammate, you mean!"

X stop playing with lava, it's not your friend

...dear gods the caves don't like Xisuma

so many Xisuma noises

"I was trying to jumpscare you... but I'm bad at that" Xisuma you make so many random noises, nobody gets shocked anymore <3

nobody remembers to check for Keralis - and this forgettability transfers to the teams Keralis is on. how dare, Ren?

Ren can't count! and everyone else forgot!

doc's doing a communal starter village? everyone's gonna be endgame next week! (probably sooner!)

wonder what the purple wool is for

...not vampires, X. reapers aren't vampires. I don't think anyone's drinking blood yet XD

I think X has some misconceptions about this Demise variant. Might just be me though. (I do know Skizz didn't "get" Cleo, however)

X is starting at a villager house!

StressStressStressStress

first Hermit to capture an attempt at coordination (Ren's being very serious)

hypno is better than everyone (already working)

"I don't wanna die... wait, if Ren can do it, I can do it!" that's right Stress

"I think if you die you should be punished" Well, Ren. We'll see how you feel in a few minutes.

[I took a break to make waffles, don't mind me...]

this team is not creeper-friendly

Mumbo is so brave

why is there just redstone on the floor. who's decorating the camp with bloodstains.

...they've decorated with an OR-gate. yeah this sure is the team with Mumbo and iskall on it.

Ren's adding chairs. On brand.

do not let Ren go caving, why would you do that?

"kill them! kill Etho, he's washed." I see we're keeping that joke xD

iskall's washed now. Etho's washed him. with a water bucket. (yes I do think I'm funny)

Ren's organising (he does not want to cave - Ren, you're the one organising the caving. why.)

cat is a good funeral song for RentheDog

they've buried a pig's head, a lever, a sunflower and two raw chicken. RIP RentheRandomItems

WHAT IS THE HILLOCK

...I think Stress discovered world's tiniest cherry biome. It's well cute though.

oh gods iskall's poor voice right the week of both VH and HC recordings, poor man

love the way cub's apparently a hermitcrab who's given up his shelter for greener pastures

if this was anyone but iskall and stress, I'd be worried about this cave expedition

iskall and stress shared spawner, I'm having flashbacks

why are you two counting blocks. you can tell each other the coordinates. the ever efficient duo! (love them to bits)

HOUSE SKELETONS!

wait sorry iskall "you can fortune potatoes" ? I think you may have case of modbrain. I may be wrong, but I don't think that's a vanilla thing...

season of the horsegirls

Hello sir Meepalot!

Stress survived the scary eyes man (Keralis has no lava)

oooooh aesthetic animal pens!!!! that's the stuff!!!!

...not the Ren Mound, the 10 does stand for X-rated after all

Ren: "I notice you don't have much armor on." *Stress suits up* We continue the trend of "noone is scared of Ren"

peace and love in the neighbourhood

"You're welcome in my mound whenever" why does it sound SO WRONG

Stress's farms are so cute I'm gonna die

Stress getting ready to breed (the villagers. get your mind out the gutter.)

Ren was next on my list, but I'm out of time. I probably won't do this for the rest of the vids just on account of time scarcity T-T

[valkyrayn]

Brainrot? as a fellow breeding kink enthusiast who of the 4 ToT men do you think would have the strongest kink? Marius an obvious one bc he needs an heir, male wife Artem probably dreams of having a family, but so does Luke with the childhood friends troupe he seems like such a family guy and kinda possessive?. Vyn seems least likely imo but I am interested in ur thoughts 👀

hello fellow breeding kink enthusiast. i’d like to think all of them have a breeding kink 😌

Marius has a breeding kink only cus he is nasty like that. he just loves filling you up to the brim with his cum until it leaks down your thighs. he loves making a mess out of you, he just wants all of you and all of him on you and inside you. but also on a more serious note, he really wants to have children with you. he can’t wait to shower them with love - especially the kind of motherly love that he never got to experience. he knows you’ll be a great mom and while he does have the fear of losing you like his mom, you convince him that everything will be okay. and that it’s fine for him to put a baby in you. ‘i’m ready to be the mother to your children, marius…’ and so he tries his best to — every day, every night, filling you up full with his hot seed.

Artem being the malewife that he is, has been preparing his whole life to be a dad. you’ve known for a while now that you want to have babies with him cus he’ll be such an amazing father to your kids. so the moment you said to him ‘put a baby in me’ he freezes for a bit cus he can’t believe you just said it so casually like that. he asks you a few times just to be sure he hadn’t misheard you. you smile and cup his face - ‘yes. now artem, please cum inside me.’ and he does, over and over again. he fills your womb every single night, at least 3 times a day and then making sure to place a pillow underneath you to prop your hips up. he rubs circles on your tummy and you see him smiling softly at it. he can’t wait to see you swell with his child.

Luke has been dreaming of starting a family with you ever since he first met you probably. he’s always wanted a big family, and he can’t imagine having children with anyone else but you. he can’t remember if that was the reason why he has a breeding kink. maybe cus he just loves coming inside you or because he actually wants to make babies with you. he says it during sex all the time, how he’ll breed you and will fill you up full. but tonight, he’s a bit different. ‘should we…try to make a baby. for real this time?�� you can see that he’s nervous. but you’re so glad that he asked. ‘thought you’d never ask,’ you reply. and that’s all he needed to hear before he completely destroys your cunt and plants his seed deep within your womb :)

Vyn doesn’t outright admit it, but he does have a breeding kink. the first time he came inside you without protection, was the moment he realized that he wants to keep doing it — to fill you up with his seed, to completely own you. the thought of injecting you with a part of him like that sends a rush throughout his body and he feels extremely connected with you more than ever. ‘tell me where you want it,’ he asks, just in case. he wants to cum inside you so badly but he wants to make sure you want it as much as he does. ‘inside me, please,’ you beg. and from then on, he makes sure to finish inside you every single time. he’s never thought about it before but now, all he wants is to conceive a baby and start a family with you, his rose, his and only his.

[taste-that-country-goodness]

Today was a really hard day, there’s a blizzard and I waited 50 minutes for a bus and was 30 minutes late to work. Then when I got to work I was training a new girl on how to do the money stuff and the registers were $60 off which is a LOT for us. Also as a customer was leaving after checking out I was talking to the coworker about money stuff and he misheard somehow and thought I said something racist??? So he came back to work and screamed at me twice about something I didn’t even say. Then after work I missed the bus by 5 minutes and I waited 45 minutes and the bus I need never came so I got on a different route that dropped me off only .2 miles further away from my house than the other bus would’ve. But there’s like two feet of snow that wasn’t plowed or shoveled anywhere so I had to trudge through that and I got home and my roommates didn’t give a FUCK about anything I went through today. Now they’re planning a big spring break trip together that they didn’t ask me about going on at all. Im about to make broccoli tots for the first time and if they don’t work out I’m going to lose my shit

[thechroniclesofagarbageperson]

My weekend... This is a long one…

Here is a meme that pretty much sums up my last post.

When I see memes like this one, I really don’t feel alone.

Anyway, to my surprise, I didn’t throw up on Friday. If you saw my snap, you would have guessed that I probably did. Well, I DIDN’T… I did throw up Saturday night though… Let me tell you about it though. Before I get into the weekend shenanigans, you have to know a little bit about Sigrid… Sigrid and I met like 5 years ago and worked together at a garbage job. The rest is history. She is actually THE Garbage Queen. I have so many great memories (and no memories because blackouts) with her. We spent 5 days a week dieting/not dieting (mostly not dieting). We would binge eat and then holding each other’s hair back in the bathroom. We did many Avanti runs that we basically kept that little shitty market in business. I can go on and on but I think you get the idea.

Friday was Sigrid’s farewell garbage job happy hours at the Philadium. If you don’t know what that is, it’s a literal hole in the wall/grandma’s basement neighborhood bar in South Philly. It’s a dump and we love it. At one point, they were closed due to back taxes. That was the worst day of our life. But they got their shit together and are back in business! So I chugged two drinks at home and called an Uber because I’m responsible AF and I knew I would not come out of this HH alive. When I got there, I was immediately greeted by Sig with a crooked mouth. I thought, “This bitch didn’t tell me she had a stroke”. But then I remembered she went to the dentist. Her actual words were, “DO I LOOK LIKE I HAVE BELL’S PALSY? TELL ME IF I’M DROOLING.” Okay Sigrid, I got you. Many drinks, shots, chicken tenders, cheese fries and Jon Secada later, I was drunk dancing and browning out. I ended up going out with another common friend who was also at the HH, named Zerina. I probably should have gone home at that point but she said she needed a wing-woman. I thought she asked me if I wanted wings but when we ended up at Raven’s Lounge, I realized I misheard her. There we drank more. She talked to some cute boys and I talked to this man who kept talking about his newborn baby and wife. I guess he saw my engagement ring and figured we had something in common. Cool guy. She and I danced a lot, I think? We took a photo booth picture and we did pushups? After Raven’s Lounge, we decided it was probably best to get a bite to eat and go home. We were both wrecked at this point. She lost her jacket twice but recovered it both times. I on the other hand, lost mine forever. It might be at the Philadium… That’s just another reason to go back TBH. We went to Shoo Fry and had some mother fucking cheesesteak tots. The fucking best thing I ever put in my drunken mouth… Here is a picture that Z took of me. No recollection.

I got home and blacked out. Not sure how but I was naked and in bed. Hopefully I had clothes on the entire time. Saturday morning, I woke up at 6AM naked, hot, thirsty, and a little confused. My brain was pounding so hard BUT I didn’t have to throw up! MISSION ACCOMPLISHED. I quickly realized that I woke up because my dog, Oscar, was the one who was throwing up. OH GREAT. So I got up, cleaned his vomit and got into bed only to get up again because he threw up AGAIN. This happened another time before my other dog, Myles, started acting real weird. Still hungover, I took the dogs out, thinking that they had to pee. Well Myles had PROJECTILE DIARRHEA and it got all over his fur pants. Why was this happening to me??? As I was trying to clean up his chocolate pudding pie, Myles started throwing up too. I guess he realized he ruined his fur pants and felt sick to his stomach because it was designer. At this point, I was over it. I wanted to just set myself on fire, jump into the gutter and let the rats eat me alive. My mom didn’t raise a quitter though, so I pushed through. I gave Myles a nice bath. Immediately after Myles’ bath, Oscar threw up again so I had to clean that up. Needless to say, my Saturday morning sucked. After all of that, I went to work and suffered all day. My dogs are fine now by the way. I guess they were just trying to teach me a lesson. Saturday evening my closest friends came over for Tony’s birthday! We hung out at my house and it was really chill. Watched TV, ate Popeye’s and had a few drinks. Long story short, I ended up throwing up that night. At least I made it to the bathroom, unlike Oscar and Myles. Sunday, I went to work. I felt pretty good considering I threw up the night before. Since everyone was knocked out at my house, we forgot to give Tony his birthday cake. So after work, I made plans to get dinner with Tony and give him his cake. Well, I forgot the cake lol. We had some soon du boo and that shit was delicious! Anyway, we get home to find that the cake I forgot on the dining room table was now on the floor and basically all gone. Oscar ate almost that entire chocolate cake. I have never seen him so round! He couldn’t move. Guess what??? MORE VOMIT! We had to induce vomiting because he obviously was sick to his stomach and also, chocolate. If I could describe the throw up in one word it would be ‘placenta’.

So yeah, there was a lot of fucking throwing up this weekend.

As always read my shit, fix my grammar and help me to be a better person. Or don’t.

[pies-and-rocks-blog]

Vanilla Malt Kisses

Of course Kent knew who Alexei Mashkov was. The hockey world was small—pretty much everyone knew everyone. But there was a difference between knowing of someone and actually knowing someone. They had clashed on the ice, but Kent had a talent for pissing people off, so there weren’t many people that he hadn’t clashed with. The game had been a rough one, with Kent taking a few hard hits thanks to that same talent for pissing people off. He tended to play just this side of dirty, always had. It wasn’t like he cared about what people thought about him, anyway. Kent was heading home from the rink after a tough loss to the Falconers, one made worse by knowing that Zimms was looking to sign with the team, and just looking forward to getting a bath and then curling up with Kit, a glass of wine, and the next show in his Netflix queue, when he ran into Alexei Mashkov. Or, if he was going to be technical, Mashkov ran into him. Whatever; it didn’t matter. Kent automatically recoiled—Mashkov had been within seconds of throwing punches during the game and there was no guarantee that he wouldn’t now, given how angry he had been—but instead, Mashkov grinned at him. “Little Aces captain! Sorry you lost.” Kent frowned. “Wow, thanks, Mashkov. Way to rub it in.” Mashkov frowned. “No, no, want to be friendly! Dinner?” Kent stared at Mashkov. “You want to take me to dinner?” he asked finally, convinced that he had misheard. Mashkov shrugged. “Hear…rumors, say, about little Aces captain. Want to be sure, but maybe—” “Wait,” Kent cut in. “I think I know the rumors you mean, and if you want your dick sucked, you don’t need to take me out first. There are some nice private places around here.” Mashkov wouldn’t meet Kent’s eyes. “I’m maybe thinking that we are the same. And I’m thinking that Kent Parson is very pretty and maybe I want to take him to dinner.” Kent didn’t have a response to that, just stood there and stared at Mashkov. “Don’t have to,” Mashkov said eventually, clearly uncomfortable. “No, it’s fine,” Kent replied. “I’m…dinner sounds good. Let’s do this.” He wasn’t about to admit that Mashkov was exactly his type—tall, dark-haired, accent—and that he had always found the other man attractive. He had just always thought that anyone in the league was unattainable, which, whatever, he was used to. He was pansexual, anyway, and there were plenty of pretty girls more than willing to spend a night with the rich and attractive captain of a professional hockey team. Mashkov, unfamiliar with Vegas, had asked Kent to choose the restaurant. After a moment’s hesitation, Kent chose one of his favorites, Bailey’s, a small local family-run place that really only locals knew about. This was a place that knew him to the point that he didn’t have to order any more, one that never tried to piggyback off his fame, one that, honestly, felt the closest to home he had experienced in as long as he could remember. “Kenny!” exclaimed the hostess, Maria, the eldest daughter of the family, as he led Mashkov in. “And you brought a friend.” She raised her eyebrows—the family had basically adopted Kent and had become his confidants in Vegas, knowing that he was pan and all—and Kent shrugged. “Maybe.” Mashkov looked between Kent and Maria, adorably confused. “What happens?” “They’re cool. They know I’m pan. They know that this is a date. I think. I mean, I think on the date part. Not the they know part. Is it a date?” Wow, real smooth, Parson, he thought, mentally chiding himself. “Is date,” Mashkov confirmed, winking at Maria, who giggled as she led them to a table and seated them, handing a menu to Mashkov. “But cannot tell.” “Of course not. We know how the hockey world is and that we can’t risk outing Kenny.” “I am play hockey, too,” Mashkov said. “Providence. Also,” and here he looked at Kent, “Kenny?” Kent flushed. “Old family nickname. And they’re basically family, so they’ve adopted it, too.” He didn’t mention that the Zimmermanns had used the nickname, too, that no matter how hard he tried he still associated the name with heated kisses and stolen moments. “Alyosha,” Mashkov said. “What?” Kent couldn’t make the slightest sense out of the word that had just come out of Mashkov’s mouth. It was Russian, he could tell that much, but his Russian was limited at best. He had learned a bit for a rookie who had only stayed a season, but languages weren’t his strong suit. “Is nickname, like Kenny. Nickname for Alexei.” “…right.” “But team call Tater. Little potatoes.” Mashkov laughed. “Or Tater Tot—littler potatoes.” Kent couldn’t help laughing at that. Mashkov was huge, at least half a foot taller than he was himself, and just the idea of this giant of a man being named for tiny potatoes was ridiculously hilarious. Mashkov, for his part, looked pleased that he had amused Kent. “Do you know what you want to drink?” Maria asked, also looking amused. “Kenny, I’ve already submitted your order.” “I get same as Kenny,” Mashkov decided, handing the menu back to Maria as Kent tried to hide how hearing his nickname roll off Mashkov’s tongue in that thick accent affected him. There was no denying, in Kent’s mind, that Bailey’s did the best burgers and shakes that he had ever tasted. Judging by Mashkov’s reaction, he felt the same, which was nice, since Kent loved the place and yeah, he was pretty possessive of it, but, at the same, he liked seeing that someone he had brought loved it. Mashkov was funny, too, and damn it, this wasn’t part of Kent’s plan. He had been okay with dinner and a one night stand, but he really hadn’t been planning on actually falling for the man. “Fuck me,” Kent muttered, not intending Mashkov to hear. But, of course, he did. “I’m thinking not on first date,” Mashkov replied with a wink and Kent’s eyes went wide. “You want another date?” “Of course.” Then Mashkov frowned. “If you do.” Mashkov was funny, attractive, exactly Kent’s type, and he was looking at Kent like he really liked him. Kent was fucked, honestly. “Yeah, definitely.” Mashkov looked around the restaurant, then came around the table to slide into the seat next to Kent. “This okay?” he asked softly, using two fingers to tip Kent’s head up so that they were face to face. Kent just nodded, eyes fixed on Mashkov’s—Alexei’s. Gently, slowly, Alexei pressed his lips to Kent’s, a chaste kiss with a promise of more to come. Then he pulled back, meeting Kent’s eyes again. “Okay?” “More than,” Kent whispered. Alexei kissed Kent again, deeper this time, a kiss tasting of the vanilla malts they had both had with dinner, a taste that Kent knew that he would forever associate with the start of happiness he would hold for the rest of his life.

[kelmcdonald]

Misfits of Avalon Writer Notes Chapter 3

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Misfits of Avalon Writer Notes Chapter 3

Page 79 – 82

To push Kimber’s captions I had her think a lot more. She generally has a lot more she is sitting on. It’s why she is the one who ends up asking the important questions.

Also once again I like drawing/toning fire.

Kimber’s frustration with the team subside around when she starts talking to Elsie more. But that rough start I thought would be a good contrast as the two of them become friends.

Page 83 – 85

Rae’s entrance is 100% cool anime person. I was definitely thinking of when Sailor Uranus first appear. Does something cool and then takes off.

Her cool animeness is what makes Kimber get a crush on her.

Page 86 – 87

Kimber is the most interested in their adventure. This I figured would be good way to seperate her from everyone else on the team. But she’s not mature enough to think of a way to win Elsie and Morgan over her than yelling at them.

Another big thing I did with Kimber’s captions is she talks herself up more and repeats her thoughts to show she’s very unsure. It’s why I tried to make her small in that last panel to contrast her telling herself “I can COMPLETELY handle it.”

page 88 – 89

When I designed Kimber’s room I kept two things in mind. What did her mom put there and what did Kimber put there? I wanted it to be obvious when you looked at the room who decided what. So all the big stuff, the bed, the dresser, the curtains, those are from mom and are frilly and flowery. Everything smaller and temporary is from Kimber. So the posters and dresser nicknacks are goth and fantasy based. Stuff I remember for sale at Hot Topic or posters from magazines. This way you are ready for the conflict with Kimber’s mom before she even comes in the room.

Also the fact that Kimber’s mom doesn’t take her to the hair appointment herself and that Kimber can just leave her house without her mom realizing shows how much attention and hands on parenting she is getting. It should make the earlier thoughts of I can only count on myself make more of a picture.

page 90 – 91

Sometimes it’s hard drawing expressions on Cu. I don’t want to go to cartoony or he will stand out compared to everyone else. This scene I looked at a lot of sad dog pictures. I wanted him to look uneasy while Kimber was turned from him and then stiff up when she looks his way.

Again I tried to make Kimber look small as she is all alone to think about what is next.

page 92 – 96

In the diner I managed to get 6 of the 9 kids in Elsie’s family. Two kids at the counter, Billy, and the other two waitresses are Elsie’s siblings. This scene maybe should have been more pages.

Elsie’s non-reaction to her mom’s shouts is to show this is her normal. I think we all have something about our family that we grew up thinking everyone does but then realized is weird as we got older.

The customers leaving and Kimber’s caption are supposed to be the contrast to Elsie shrugging it off. I maybe should have given this another page or so to show Kimber’s face. Her parents don’t yell much, so this is extra scary for her. I only really managed to get a good look at Kimber’s face in page 94’s panel 2.

And speaking of not examining something shitty your parents do, Kimber isn’t immune and definitely picked up some body shamming opinions from her mom.

Kimber pouting wanted her to be really folded up in herself as she is defensive from Morgan making fun of her. I had Billy have a chat with her to just bring him up again in a minor way and so we got a good look at the bandage on her hand. Also cause I thought it would be funny if their King Arthur kept accidentally helping him.

Page 97 – 101

The librarian is a cameo for my former roommate Stef who was the one that told me the correct dewy decimal number for King Arthur stuff.  Also, I put in this bit to make the connection between Emain Ablach and Avalon but also cause Irish words are hard to spell if you’ve only heard them.

I was careful with Rae’s dialogue here.  Notice she doesn’t let Kimber use any of the books first, she just offers the ones she isn’t immediately using.  She also covers her notes/map as soon Kimber brings up the night before.

They are little hints that Rae is 100%. But Kimber misses it cause she is too busy being impressed by Rae.  I also wanted to build up Kimber’s crush thoughts about Rae over the series. So right now it’s just she’s so cool.

Page 102 – 104

Character’s logic needs to follow a logic, even if it’s not the same as the readers. The toast jelly bit is supposed to be Elsie misheard tots jealy and then justified it to her self why toast jelly makes sense. So Elsie logic.

I had Morgan mockingly ask and prop Kimber about her plans repeatedly to make Kimber more defensive. That way it makes sense when she responses angrily to Elsie asking the same questions sincerely in book 2.

All through this chapter I try to push Kimber as the outsider to Morgan and Elsie who already know each other. Pushing the age difference which a sex joke that goes over Kimber’s head would be a way to do it without resulting to them actively mocking her again.

Page 105 – 108

This whole fight you can see they are attempting teamwork but failing. Like Morgan does pull Kimber out of the way of the falling giant fish.

Page 109 – 114

Morgan is the only one who isn’t immediately on board with Rae.  She’s the one that notice Rae hasn’t put herself at risk. She is also the only one who picked up on Rae’s subtle dig. Sometimes being distrustful and jaded can be good?

Then we see them successfully use teamwork. I had fun drawing these action bits.

Page 115 – 118

Elsie does her victory dance again while Rae is quickly headed out. I like the gesture of Elise putting her arm around Morgan and then getting pushed away.

Rae’s expression as she looks over all of them when Elsie suggests a team up is one of her few slip ups in book 1. There is one other.

The last page here, I use this layout once per book when dealing with Kimber and Rae. This first time it’s happy Kimber watching Rae leave.