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[breakingsomething]

the fall part twelve - i can't think of a clever name for this one

basic summary: marvin visits naomi, and henrik decides to look for anti.

trigger warnings: extreme distress, destructive behaviours, talk of medication, brief seizure, implied suicidal ideation

just an extra warning - this chapter contains an extreme, destructive breakdown of a character that might be upsetting if you're triggered by that. i just figured i'd stress that just in case.

the next week passed surprisingly normally, considering.

hecate was still pretty much on lockdown. kazuki and several other magicians, some even from other branches around the country, had added some new, reinforced spells all around the entire place. almost no one but some of the higher ups were allowed in, and the damage control from one little break in was taking a long time. marvin was even involved, for some reason; kazuki had wanted him personally, most likely to do with jackie being his brother. he hadn't been happy about it, but he had always felt obligated to clean up other people's messes, including whatever the fuck jackie had gotten himself into this time.

speaking of messes, no one knew where anti was. he had disappeared not long after their trip to the music shop, going god knows where... the thought of him being free again was admittedly very annoying. but marvin comforted himself with the fact that anti was still very sick and there were wards around the flat, even stronger ones that kazuki herself had come round to install. they weren't sure what had happened to the original wards, either. kazuki said it was most likely caused by the breaking of the veil (which he and chase had filled henrik in on) and that it was nothing to be worried about anymore.

and speaking of that, marvin had started to notice more and more of the strangeness now happening around the city. people walking by like they were invisible, people repeating dialogue when faced with anything even remotely odd. "i suppose that explains why ellie and parker acted so strange when i visited," henrik mused after the whole thing had been explained to him. then he told them about that problem in turn, including the glitched out car, and they all agreed it was a very fucked up situation. apparently, the problem was "being managed" (kazuki's words), and marvin honestly was too done to look too far into it.

it was early one afternoon that marvin was in the kitchen with henrik, somehow managing to talk completely normally with him. their relationship had definitely been pretty stiff for a while, considering all the anti stuff, but for the time being, they had reached a silent, temporary truce. that was good enough for marvin. "how'd you sleep?" he asked, as way of greeting.

"same as usual," henrik mumbled, face practically in his cup of coffee and glasses slipping off his face. maybe that had been a dumb question. "as well as i probably could have, given…" he sat up slightly, waving his hand in a clumsy circle.

marvin nodded, setting about making toast. he was never hungry for much lately. "try and relax or something. you always work too hard."

"well, someone has to," henrik snapped. then he blinked, letting out a shuddering sigh. "i didn't mean that."

"i know," marvin said quietly.

they didn't say a lot after that until someone knocked on the door.

"are you expecting anyone?" marvin asked, to which henrik shook his head and set down his cup, suddenly looking nervous. with anti's location unknown and jackie having managed to break through even hecate's defenses, his paranoia has been at an all time high, and his eyes widened upon seeing marvin stand to go see who it was.

"wait, what are you -" he started, breath catching as he shrank back. his hand that he'd held up in a "stop" gesture hung in the air uselessly. "i - is it -"

marvin smiled softly. he used to get so frustrated with henrik's constant fears and worries, but he knew now to be more patient about them, especially as of late. "it's fine, hen. see?" he peeked through the small rectangular window on the door and blinked when he saw who it was. "uh. it's not anti."

he pulled open the door. "lucas?" he said questioningly, smiling despite his confusion. "how did you get our address?"

the blonde on the doorstep grinned back and laughed awkwardly. "oh, naomi told me a while ago. just in case i ever had to go save your asses in an emergency." then his smile slipped, and his gaze fell to the ground. "actually, that's… kinda what i came here to talk about. if that's ok."

"no, no, that's fine," marvin insisted, stepping aside to let lucas in. the man smiled at henrik, who grinned weakly, silently moving his hands under the table to hide how they shook. marvin raised an eyebrow at him as lucas went by. "do you want coffee or tea?" he asked, to which he responded "tea" and marvin set about making it. lucas stood awkwardly for a second before marvin offered him a chair and he sank down next to henrik, who quietly shuffled his chair an inch or so away. everyone noticed. no one commented.

"so… what's up?" marvin asked, drumming the table with his fingertips. lucas hesitated, blowing the air out of his cheeks.

"naomi's definitely been acting strange lately," he started. "i've tried talking to her a few times, texting and on calls, and she always sounds so off."

marvin frowned. "off how?"

lucas touched the side of his neck, scrunching up his face. "well, she's texting differently. usually just, like, one word answers. and i… this sounds so dumb, but she never usually makes so many typos as she does now." he laughs awkwardly. "i didn't think you could make that many, uh, typos in one word. but, yeah. and she sounds different on call too, when she answers. she gets pissed off if i ask why, though. has anything happened to her recently?"

something banged down the hall, and they could hear someone padding towards the kitchen. "morning, assholes," came a loud, cheery voice, and chase popped round the doorway. his hair was down for once, a curly blonde mess around his shoulders, and he was wearing an oversized black t-shirt over his boxers. he froze when he saw lucas, his grin immediately morphing into an expression of horror.

lucas had gone very red. "afternoon, chase," he said in a slightly higher pitched tone than usual. he glanced down at his tea again, not making eye contact.

chase didn't even say a word. he just darted from the room again, face on fire.

"well, that was fun," henrik said drily after a moment.

"sorry about chase," marvin said, holding back a giggle at lucas's face. "he's just like that."

"oh - oh, yeah, ok," lucas stammered, seeming just slightly flustered. he cleared his throat, smoothing his hair back before he continued. "anyway, what was i saying?"

"naomi acting weird," marvin said. he tossed his head to get hair out of his face while he thought. he suddenly wondered why lucas had come round to talk to him about this instead of texting or something. "yeah, she did say she was feeling off. i don't know, we've not been speaking as much as usual."

henrik suddenly got up and went to wash his mug. lucas watched him go before turning back to marvin. "what has she said to you? sorry if it seems like i'm being nosy or something, i just - i care about her a lot. she's always been really sweet to me, i guess."

something hot and unpleasant panged in marvin's chest. he didn't pause to think about what it could mean. "she said some more - some personal stuff. i don't know how much you know, but - yeah. i'm gonna go visit her today, maybe."

lucas nodded, grimacing. "sounds like a plan. i really hope she's ok. tell her much love from lucas, ha."

marvin chose to ignore the tight clenching of his chest and gripped his mug with white fingers, nodding like a bobblehead and resisting the urge to bite his lip again.

henrik made a small noise of surprise as he fumbled in the sink and nearly dropped his mug again. "sorry, sorry," he said when he realised lucas was looking at him again. "i'm a bit clumsy this morning, i think."

marvin could see how his hands were shaking. "i'll dry," he offered, and henrik smiled gratefully. lucas dithered at the table, folding and unfolding his hands.

"so how goes the search for anti, marvin?" he asked, and they made small talk for about ten minutes while marvin and henrik did the rest of the dishes. it seemed henrik was adjusting a bit more to having someone new in the house, and even chatted with lucas a bit himself. marvin mentally thanked lucas for being so incredibly sweet and patient. he was the perfect person to help henrik get used to talking to other people again.

a door crashed open somewhere, and there was a pause before a bright red chase entered the room, grinning nervously. he had brushed his hair and pulled it back into a ponytail extending from the back of his cap, and he was now wearing a bright yellow hoodie and black jeans. "morning, my wonderful brothers and also lucas, who i didn't know was here today and i apologize greatly for calling an asshole earlier," he announced, giving an embarrassed giggle at the end. henrik rolled his eyes.

"oh, so you're not sorry for calling us assholes?" he said jokingly. he and marvin laughed as chase flipped them off and planted himself at the table, just across from lucas.

"apology accepted, chase," lucas grinned. "i like your hoodie."

chase's shoulders shot to his ears and his face somehow went redder. "thank you, thank you. got it at… primark." the two of them made eye contact for a moment, and there was a second of awkward silence as marvin felt his phone vibrate and pulled it out to look at it.

"naomi's texting me. i'll probably go round to hers today," he said, already deciding what to send back. "will you guys be ok here? hen?" he looked up at his younger brother, and henrik blinked, surprised, before a small grin broke across his face.

"we will be fine, yes," he said quietly, not looking right at marvin. "thank you for asking. i might go out later too, actually. something i have to do. though -" he turned to look at chase. "i'm sure this one will be fine here, won't he?"

chase stuck out his tongue, face flushing, and marvin went to ruffle his hair as he went by before realizing he might not want to take off his hat with lucas here and instead smacked the top of his head. "yeah, be good. lucas, you can vibe here for a bit if chase and henrik are cool with it. see you."

"say hi to naomi for me," lucas smiled. and that's when marvin couldn't just not say anything anymore.

"couldn't you just tell her yourself?" he said without thinking twice. "i was under the impression that you guys were maybe… together, or - or something."

lucas blinked, then laughed loudly, tossing back his head. "oh no, i - marvin, i'm gay," he explained, giggling. henrik snorted into his coffee, ducking his head. chase made a strange sound that marvin had never heard him make before. and marvin just stood for a moment, taking that in.

"you're - oh! oh, shit!" he said. then he laughed too, out of surprise. "oh, i'm a dumbass!"

"marvin, i am begging you to just go before you make an even bigger fool of yourself, you oblivious asshole," henrik giggled. he was shaking with laughter, head on the table and holding his coffee in front of him. "please. i cannot take this so early in the fucking day."

"ok, fuck you, whatever," marvin spluttered as he put on his coat at the door. "i hate all of you. bastards."

they were still laughing as he left.

-

naomi wasn't in the shop. she did, however, leave the door unlocked, texting marvin to go right in. he had done this before, but it felt different somehow. colder. the door to naomi's flat was open too, and he went inside, shivering slightly.

"nai?" he called. her flat looked even messier than usual; an immediate bad sign. "hey, i'm here."

he heard a grunt from her bedroom. he knocked hesitantly, making a face that she couldn't see. "hey there. are you alright? should i… come in?"

a pause. "mm," she hummed quietly. "if you want to."

marvin took that as a yes. he slowly opened the door before stepping inside, leaving it open behind him. her room was a mess. vines growing unattended on the pale green walls, clothes thrown around without care, books torn up and ruined, a lamp knocked over on the floor. it looked like someone had tried to destroy the place. his heart dropped when he saw naomi sprawled across her bed in leggings and a baggy pink hoodie, eyes closed. "oh, hjärtat, what's wrong?"

"i don't know," she mumbled. she had clearly been crying; her face was red and splotchy, and the carpeted floor was scattered with used tissues. "everything, maybe."

marvin gave a small sigh and sat down gingerly on the end of the bed, hands folded in front of him. naomi didn't move to accommodate him, and just stared at him with half lidded eyes. "have you taken your medication?" he asked tentatively.

"no point," she said softly. she turned her head away, pressing her cheek to a tear stained pillow. "it never helped me anyway."

"yes it did," marvin protested. "you haven't had an episode in years."

"hadn't," naomi corrected. "it was only a fucking matter of time."

marvin was silent for a moment. what could he say? "nai, i'm - i'm sorry."

"don't be," she said. she suddenly sounded more cheerful, a false warmth that marvin immediately didn't like. "not your fault."

he clicked his tongue, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. "if you go back to the doctor's, they can try and prescribe you new meds -"

"i'm sick of meds!" without warning, she leapt from her bed to her feet, causing marvin to yelp and fall back. naomi twirled round and round, leaves blooming on her fingertips and flying into the air. "i'm fucking sick of it, sick of being loopy, sick of being sad, sick of being mad! fuck this shit! fuck it, fuck it!"

marvin breathed deeply. he'd handled naomi in this state before, he could do it again. "listen a second," he tried, standing so she could hear him better. "naomi, sit down a second, k? i want to -"

"don't treat me like a kid!" she stopped spinning, rage suddenly alight in her eyes as her gaze burned into marvin. "i get that maybe i act like one sometimes, maybe i'm immature, but i am a grown woman! why is it that people always forget that? just because i'm fucked in the head doesn't mean i'm incapable!"

"naomi!" marvin cried, shocked. he held up both hands to the sides of his head, trying to keep his expression and voice calm. "naomi, i'm not infantilizing you. i know you, ok? you're not normally like this -"

"what, insane, you mean? go on, you can say it!" she whooped, twirling towards the window and throwing open the curtains. bright light screamed through and lit up the room in daylight. "i'm always like this! always an asshole, a bitch - just ask kai! i hurt him when i was like this! just that stupid medication, thinks it can control me! nothing can control me anymore!"

"is that - is that why you stopped talking them?" marvin tried. fuck, but he couldn't remember who kai was either. "you thought they were controlling you?"

"they were!" she shouted. she blinked rapidly, rubbing her eyes and breathing heavily. "they've always been controlling me, the fucking things. making me all "ooh, sweet little naomi gudmundson who does flower magic and owns a flower shop and dates good magician boys and never cries and sings like snow white and makes fucking birds flock to her window!" well, well, could a lovely disney princess do this?"

marvin realised what she was going to do right before she did it. "nai, no!" he cried, but naomi shoved him away and curled out an arm, gritting her teeth and tearing her hand towards the ceiling. an enormous dragon tree suddenly began to crack through the floorboards, twisting into shape, branches and leaves sprouting and extending larger and farther out, hitting the sides of the room. marvin was very quickly running out of places to stand clear of the plantlife. "naomi, stop it!" he yelled, trying to get to her, but he couldn't even see her at this point. "you're going to hurt yourself!"

"like i care!" she snarled, and the tree shook, still growing rapidly and scraping the ceiling. "i don't give a shit about anything anymore! i'm tired, i'm tired, i'm so tired, i'm…"

she trailed off. the tree's growth slowed until it stopped completely, standing tall in the middle of the room. marvin quickly clambered over the roots to get to her, avoiding branches that swung at his face. "naomi," he said quietly as she came into view. her eyes were wide and unfocused, breathing heavily, hands hanging in the air in front of her. marvin gently took her arm and, when she didn't react, turned her from her tree and helped her sink to a part of the floor not covered in roots. "hey, hey, uh… lyssna på mig, listen to me, naomi."

"i ruined my bedroom," she whispered. staring at the floor with wet eyes. "i did that. it was my fault."

marvin stroked her hair back from her face. "hey. it's not your fault. your illness isn't your fault. you just - you have to take your medication, naomi."

she sniffled and dropped her head forwards into marvin's arms. "i'm sorry. so sorry. i'm - a skitstövel. i'm tired. i'm sorry."

she seemed to be coming down from the sudden mania rather quickly. marvin glanced up at the tree, wondering if there was a way he could fix it. he sighed shakily. "not your fault. not your fault, nai. don't say such things about yourself, we can fix this, we can fix this, ok? jag älskar dig, i love you and we can fix all this. listen to me. listen to my voice, naomi."

neither of them were sure how long they stayed they. but it was a long time before either person let go of the other.

-

henrik knew this had been a mistake the second he arrived at the metal gates.

first off, he wasn't sure how to get in. he assumed anti glitched through when he needed to, but henrik was clearly going to have no choice but to climb the fence. fuck, he was grateful that he'd been working out a bit more lately. even then, his arms screamed at him the whole time and he practically fell off down to the other side.

"anti!" he yelled, pushing himself to his feet and stumbling to the empty stone doorway of the abandoned waterworks. "i know you're here, asshole!"

no response. henrik obviously hadn't expected one. instead, he stepped inside, his footsteps echoing through the enormous, dim grey room. marvin had told him that hecate had already looked for anti here, but henrik knew the man far better than marvin did, whether he liked it or not. anti was here. and henrik was going to find him.

"anti!" he called again. the stairway was very narrow, the steps made of thin stone with gaps at the edges. henrik's legs felt like jelly as he climbed them, wishing there was a bannister to hold onto. "it's me, henrik. you know me. fucking unfortunately." he added this part on slightly quieter before raising his voice again. "i want to talk to you."

anti was in the first room on the top floor.

he was sitting on the ground cross legged with a silver laptop on his legs, rapidly typing one handed and leaning against the wall. his hair was pulled back in a small ponytail, a dirty yellow scarf wrapped around his neck. he barely looked up as henrik came in and stared at him, cold ice filling his veins at the sight of the man who'd kidnapped and tortured him for two whole months.

"anti," henrik said, much quieter. he winced at how his voice shook with sudden fear. he clenched his fists and tried to look more intimidating. "you're - you're not supposed to be here."

anti just kept typing. henrik frowned. "where the hell did you - where did you get that computer? are you even getting wifi up here?"

"stole it, and yeah," anti signed. one handed, again. "you forget what i am. i can do anything. or i used to be able to. i had to steal this the old fashioned way. it's funny that the only apparent aspect of my power that the red spandex bastard left me was the ability to be a walking hotspot."

henrik really didn't know what to say to that. anti finally looked up, his brown eyes dull and face ashen. "are you just going to stand there? what do you want?"

henrik's mouth opened and closed, and he took shaking breaths to try and calm himself. "i - i don't… know." his shoulders slumped, and his gaze fell to the floor. "i don't know. maybe i wanted to turn you in to hecate, maybe i wanted to kill you. i don't know."

"kill me then," anti shrugged. "i wouldn't mind. i mean, you'd be completely justified -"

"i'm not gonna stoop to your level," henrik snapped. "and - and why are you only using one hand? didn't your cast get taken off?"

anti breathed out sharply through his nose. "it did, yes. are you staying here? i'm busy."

henrik titled his head. "with what? what the hell do you do up here?"

anti's gaze bore into henrik, scrutinizing him. "you're still afraid of me, aren't you, doctor? even now. even when i'm like this, you're still genuinely afraid of me."

"i am not," henrik lied. he straightened, trying to ignore how he was trembling. the knife he still kept in his trouser cuffs felt heavy. "i could fucking kill you if i wanted. i could've killed you the day you left jack and i held the knife that you planned to use on him. you're the pathetic one here."

anti shrugged again, smirking. "sure, sure. like you -"

without warning, his body jerked, and anti's face screwed up in pain. he made several strangled noises, trying to wrap his arms around himself, but they were suddenly shaking and twitching too hard for him to. henrik stepped back as anti shoved himself away from the wall, computer falling off his lap, and pulled his knees to his chest to bury his face in.

it only lasted a moment. once it had passed, anti gave several trembling breaths, sitting up again shakily and checking his laptop to see if it had been broken. he didn't look at henrik, just tried to go back to what he was doing. henrik swallowed, considering what to say.

"how long has that been happening?" he asked. he hated how he instantly had his professional doctor voice on, gentler for dealing with patients. he shook it off and went back to his normal tone. "the seizures, i mean."

anti rolled his eyes. "my whole life? you know this already, doctor."

"i meant -" henrik groaned frustratedly and didn't finish. "whatever. if you want to be an asshole, fine by me. i'm going."

"sure you don't want to take up the offer of killing me?" anti signed. "it'd be fun, i swear."

"go to therapy, you sick fuck," henrik called as he left. he didn't bother waiting to see if anti would say anything in retaliation. he just left the building, fuming and trembling with rage. why had he even bothered to come here? what had he accomplished apart from scaring himself? maybe he should have taken anti up on his offer after all. honestly, who would miss anti or care if he died? would henrik feel guilty afterwards? why was he thinking about this?

fuck, maybe he was just tired.

-

marvin didn't get home until late that night.

naomi was staying with one of her sisters while a few magicians from hecate fixed her shop. the tree had, apparently been "easy enough to get rid of," according to the plant specialist who had been sent to help out, but the entire room itself had been destroyed. alice - naomi's sister - had been very kind about it all. "i'll keep a good eye on her, and let you know if anything changes," she'd said quietly when marvin had pulled her aside to see if naomi would be ok. "and i'm sorry you, uh, had to see her melt down like that. i don't think she's had an episode that bad since she was a teenager."

marvin had smiled at her reassuringly. "hey, it's cool. i've dealt with things like this before. and i care about naomi a lot, so i'm willing to do whatever i can to help her."

now, the house was dark. "hel-lo?" marvin called as he stepped inside. not a single light on anywhere that he could see. "chase? henrik?"

his mind suddenly flashed back to just a couple months prior, to coming home and finding his brothers gone, house upturned, the stench of black magic thick in the air. his heart skipped suddenly, and he tore through the kitchen to the living room to try and find them. "shit, shit - guys! chase, henrik, where are -"

then he noticed. through the living room window, he could see into the back garden, and the two people sitting on the bottom step. chase and lucas, deep in conversation. no wonder they hadn't heard him. marvin sighed, relieved, and was about to turn away when he thought wait a second and looked through one more time.

chase and lucas were very close. hands practically on top of each others. marvin couldn't hear them, but he could see them laughing warmly, huge grins on their faces. oh, ohh. the realization struck marvin.

this definitely did explain a lot. no wonder henrik had called him oblivious. marvin laughed to himself and closed the curtains again, turning on the living room light to let them know someone was home. he could worry about where henrik was later. right now, he thought he just needed to sleep.

[masseffecthoe]

Soul Glitches

Chapter 4

< Chapter 3

The Observation Deck was a wreck, with metal scraps and wires trailing from one end to the other. A few pads and monitors bleeped alive with colorful writings all around the L shaped couch. The only "clean" part of the room was the improvised cot in the far left corner. But there was order in the chaos of tech. Jun knew exactly where things were and each served a precise purpose. Most importantly, it made the place feel like home. The only thing amiss was one depressed looking commander staring blankly into the dark void ahead.

"Weight of the world on your shoulders again, huh?"

"Fells like it will never end. We warn them, they ignore us and then we struggle on our own to save everyone. A vicious cycle."

"I don't know, this one seems pretty final. I mean, the reapers were the end game from the start, right?" She placed a hand on the other woman's shoulder, squeezing just enough to grab her attention from the stars outside. They locked eyes and she wished she could do more to help Shepard carry that weight. "Just one more, then it's shore leave, baby! I'm thinking of visiting more of Earth." The commander smiled sheepishly at her.

"You? On Earth? Vega got to you that badly?"

"Pff no, we're just passing time." She realized the possible interpretation as soon as the words left her mouth and she paused a bit to reconsider. "Wait, that sounded wrong. We just get along, that's all. Nothing weird happening between us."

"Mhm."

"He flirts like that with everyone, I wouldn't look too much into it."

"If you say so. But it looks pretty different from the outside." What looked different? Jun was pretty sure she figured him all out: he was just a fun guy, masking his inner demons from a shitty childhood probably, with little flirts and jokes. She doubted he'd actually put any of those naughty things that came out of his mouth into practice. He was all bark and no bite and she was perfectly okay with it.

"How's Kaidan?"

"He's awake already. Might have been worse if you weren't there to take action so fast. Thank you."

"Any time, Shep. You do know I don't actually hate him, right? Damn, I've been saying this a lot lately."

"I know. I'm sure he knows it too."

"I do hope he gets over himself..."

"Jun!"

"Ok, ok, I promise to try to be nicer to him when he gets back." She put her hands up in defeat, noting the small smile playing on the commander's lips, and went to sit on the clear spot on the couch. Shepard's eyes followed her, then scanned the state of the room, brows slightly furrowed.

"You working on something?"

"Yeah, you'll see soon enough. EDI's helping me with... a pet project."

"Something for fighting?" Jun raised her head from the little circuits she was working on and looked the commander dead in the eyes.

"Well it wasn't going to, but that could actually be pretty cool." She turned to regard the pieces in front of her, a new spark in her voice. "I'd have to make it a little bigger to make room for the additional systems and reinforce the other layer. The shielding will be easy enough, so I'll figure that one last... but... yeah, that would be neat. Can't wait to test this baby out!"

"You got me a little curious. But make sure you check on that Cerberus robot soon. I want it off the ship as soon as possible."

"I'm on it." She didn't raise her head from pile of wires she was sorting out as the commander left her room. She was completely engrossed in the possibilities this new idea brought. Claws! Now that would be awesome. It wouldn't be as efficient as any of her current drones, but it would be marvelous to watch her little creation in battle. After a little fun in a test drive, it could stay on the Normandy as a little extra defense. Never repeat the situation with Joker and the Collectors again. When EDI's voice sounded above her she was almost done modifying the outer carcass.

"Jun, I was wondering if you could help me with something as well?"

"Sure, EDI. What do you need?"

"I was scanning the Cerberus unit for more Prothean data, but I can't run a full diagnostic."

"Yeah, I'll check for anything useful in a minute."

"I would be more suitable for the job as I already have all the system mapped out."

"Then... what do you need me for?"

"It would be more accurate if I had a psychical link to the unit?" Jun dropped the little laser she was using and looked at the ceiling as if the AI would be pocking though it.

"You want me to plug an unsafe Cerberus unit to your main core?"

"Yes. I have located an appropriate cable in the Shuttle bay."

"That's a bad idea EDI, even for my standards."

"If I had any doubt of failure I wouldn't have asked." There was the briefest of pauses, not giving Jun the occasion to shut her down again. "Plus, as you said before, you 'owe me one'."

"Shepard will never allow it..."

"It will be our little secret."

"You're getting cheekier by the minute, girl! Hot damn!" Pinching the bridge of her nose, she thought about the outcomes. "I can't believe I'm actually considering this... But, I will run some diagnostics first, see how dangerous that thing can still be, okay?"

"If it will help ease your mind."

With a final look at the piece she had been working on and a long sigh, Jun made her way to the Shuttle Bay. The elevator ride there was long, her mind filled with questions about what they were about to do. One one hand EDI was right, she'd be faster and more thorough in her search, but on the other hand they were sort of going behind Shepard's back, though not doing anything particularly nefarious. She was hoping the commander would never know the full scope of their little rebellion, but when did she ever get what she wanted?

The double doors hissed open and she casually stepped into the shuttle bay. She'd never spend much time down there and was unsure where they kept spare parts and all that jazz. But as she rounded the corner she was met with a sight she did not expect: James Vega doing pull ups. And what a sight it was! With his back towards her, she could ogle him without shame, glorious muscles going taunt every time he lifted himself. The expanse of his back, even through the sweat ridden t-shirt, was just calling for her to run her greedy little fingers on. She found herself wishing what the commander said was true, and he did act differently around her, flirted just a bit more, with just a hint of seriousness to his words. Or maybe his eyes would linger on her a second more they did on others.

"Quite the view, isn't it?" Jun's spirit almost left her body, both from surprise and shame for being caught drooling all over the lieutenant. She was happy the man spoke loud enough for just her to hear.

"Umm, well, like I told him, I've seen better."

"Oh, that must have hurt, but I guess his ego didn't need to grow any bigger." The man looked fondly towards the lieutenant and Jun got the impression they were close, the kind that taunted each other a lot. He turned towards her shortly after, hand outstretched. "Steve Cortez, I'm the new shuttle pilot."

"Oooh that's great, no one should suffer through Vega's piloting skills ever again. Jun Saros." She shook his hand energetically, genuinely happy they now had an actual pilot for the damn shuttle. Besides Joker, there was no one on the blasted ship who could drive anything, her stomach would still turn when someone even mentioned the Mako.

"So you're Jun."

"You've heard of me?"

"A little bit." A smirk plaid on his lips as he gestured towards the still busy lieutenant. It took Jun every ounce of self control and dignity not to turn her focus back on his work out. "But Saros... why does that sound familiar?" She felt like she might have paled a few shades, but if her discomfort showed, Cortez said nothing about it and before she could change the subject he remembered, his eyes widening the second he made the connection. "Were you on Torfan?"

"Um, well... yes..."

"Impressive. I'm glad too see you're up and kicking."

"It's been, a long journey, but um, thanks." She wished, for a brief moment, that she could just teleport back to her little tech cluttered room and bury herself in research and possibly never speak to any living being again. She knew she didn't really want that and one day she'll have to get over it and talk about... Hell, it might even help to actually talk abut it. But that day was not the day and thankfully the Cortez guy was empathic enough to see she was dying on the inside and changed the subject.

"You were looking for something down here? Maybe I can help."

"Yes actually, I need a Y72 cable."

"Ah yes, I've seen it a few days ago. I'll get it for you." She watched him go deeper into the bay, behind the shuttle. She was waiting, a little impatient to get out of there, when she noticed the little white robot dog running around the room. Now that was interesting. She got just a little closer and crouched in it's path. It came closer, before making a small turn as if to avoid her, but she was faster. She made fast work, opening the small panel on it's back and examining the infrastructure. It had an odd choice of head and no functional mouth. Weren't dogs supposed to fetch things? And with no fur, petting it or "rubbing its belly" seemed pointless, even if may have been programmed to act like it enjoined the action.

"I don't think that's the way to play with it." How was he so silent on his feet when he was so damn bulky? She lifted her gaze and almost swore under her breath. James was, well, hot and it was affecting her a little more than she cared for. Maybe it had been all the commander's fault, putting ideas in her head. Or maybe it had been there all along, but whatever the case, it was not good.

"I was just curious what makes it tick. And also what's its purpose..."

"Yeah, this one's a little weird, but he grows on you." When she close the panel, the dog came back "to life" and made a few circles around James. It was probably designed just as a companion to show affection, maybe for a small child even, but the lieutenant was right, the more you starred at it the cutter it got.

"Well he seems to like you, Vega."

"It's because I spend a lot of time down here. Not a lot of people come this far except when we leave for missions." He scratch the back of his neck, thick, strong neck... Get it together, Saros! "Speaking of which, why are you here? Missed me already, cariño?"

"She was actually here for this." She ignored the question altogether and took the cable from Cortez, thanking to the stars he came when he did, for she might have actually said something positively retarded.

"Thank you. And it was nice meeting you. I look forward to next mission now that Vega isn't in the pilot's seat."

"Oh come on, we all got there and back in one piece."

"If it could, the poor shuttle would argue with that." She poked her tongue out, already backing away towards the elevator. "I've got to go finish something, see you guys around."

James waved her goodbye, eyes never leaving her until the elevator doors closed behind her. He wanted to ask if she needed help with anything, but he doubted he could actually understand anything of what she'd be working on. Nevertheless, he was weirdly interested in her passion for tech. His smile dropped a bit when he noticed Cortez' worried look.

"What?"

"You have no idea who she is, do you?"

"What are you getting at, jefe?"

"She was on Torfan. Their ship had been badly hit, they were abandoning it, but she went back alone and crashed the entire thing in an enemy dreadnought. She saved her entire team that day." It took James a few moments to process the information, mostly because it seemed surreal: Jun, sweet and fun Jun, piloting a burning ship into another. Steve saw the questioning look in his friend's eyes and continued. "I don't know the full story, they kept it pretty quiet for some reason. All I remember was that she was badly injured and they graduate her early from N7 for her service."

The first thing James thought about was how distraught she had been when he crashed the shuttle, how fast she hid her face, knees giving in under her and her voice cracking up. He felt like a jackass, especially with the comment he'd made. How was she still talking to him? He was beyond curious to find out more about about her accident and why she never mentioned she was N7. Most wore it like a sign on pride, but Jun didn't once talk about it. If anything, she avoided any topic slightly relating her time in with the Alliance before Shepard's suicide mission. He was sure the commander knew everything, but it didn't seem fair to pry. Even the bits of information Steve had told him felt like an invasion in her personal life she hadn't wanted to be known. He was sure curiosity would take the best of him sooner or later, though. He might at least apologize and ask Jun herself. Soon.

Back in the AI core, Jun was having a different dilemma. She had ran all the diagnostics she could think of, and a few suggested by EDI despite the cheeky AI probably already having done them. EDI had been patient with her, only cracking a few jokes about the speed process, but otherwise not pestering Jun to plug the robot to her main terminal. She had been staring at the still form of the robot a good fifteen minutes, having ran out of precautions she could take, but not yet ready to take a plunge.

"I'm going to regret this..."

"There is no scenario where we fail, the probability of success-"

"There's always one more variable we didn't account for, one more surprise factor we didn't notice..." She pinched the bridge of her nose, fatigue settling in. After this, a hot shower and sleep until they reached Palavan. "Alas, here we go. Anything goes wrong, you back out of there and tell me to unplug this thing." With her onmi-tool on hand in case the worst came to pass, Jun hooked one end of the cable in Dr. Eva's back, the other in EDI's terminal.

What followed were a few seconds straight out of those old "man vs machine" movies. The robot's eyes opened, a few moments of disorientation, before fixing on Jun. She barely had enough time to duck and evade the first shot. Cloaking her self, she wanted to move from her current position, thinking she could sneak behind her and unplug. She didn't get far before one of the shots ignited a fire and the extinguishers turned on, blocking her vision. The whole ordeal must have lasted less than half a minute, but the stress certainly took one year out of Jun's life. The panel above the console had gone dark, was EDI alright? Was the ship alright? Joker had probably freaked out and already alerted Shepard who was going to barge through the door in any second!

"Jun, are you alright?"

"EDI?" She peaked from behind her hiding spot, the air clearing enough to see the robot lady, thankfully not shooting at her anymore.

"Yes, I have taken control of this unit." It was said so matter-of-factly that Jun wondered if that had been the AI's plan all along. Shepard's voice rang loudly from the other side of the door, but she just sank back on the ground, headache drumming at her temples.

"This is going to be a fun one to explain."

[j-axxie]

Intertwined [prologue.]

Thanks to the JSE Sleepover Togethertube for giving me the motivation to finish this and giving me the confidence to post this, so thanks, guys. :)! 

tw: blood, gore, attempted murder (ig?), mentions of domestic abuse, hospitals, scars, stitches. (let me know if there's more !)

As I came home, I was prepared to be met by my mother shrieking her head off at me for being late. But instead I was met by silence, I shut the door as slow as I could. Was my mother sleeping? She'd be pissed if I woke her up and I had school tomorrow, I didn't need more bruises and sore spots. I made my way to my room when I saw a bright red light in my brother's room. I had bought him some LED lights for his birthday, and fitted them around the top of his room... was he using them?

"Gray? Are you home?" I said softly, setting my bag down in the hall as I wandered towards his room. The door slammed as if the wind pushed it and I took a few steps back.

"Sammy!" Someone cried from inside. I ran to my bag and unzipped it, frantically grabbing a textbook I body-slammed in Grayson's door, holding the book like a weapon. He was on the ground, his arm bleeding heavily, coughing up a storm. I watched as his computer glitched and then shut off, The LED's shifted to white as I kneeled down and pulled him into my lap, I raced to rip my jacket off and sinched my brother's arm. He was ten, who had assaulted him? He was in a state of hysteria and I felt a pang in my heart, this poor boy.

"Sammy... Sammy, get Henrik. Please." His voice was strained and panicked, I pulled my phone out of my pocket and absentmindedly clicked the numbers I knew by heart. I let Grayson hold the phone in his good arm, as I held my hand to his neck, and the back of my jacket to his arm. His neck was cut as well, this one was clean however, unlike the ragged one on his arm.

"Hello?" Henrik's voice was tired, he sounded drained.

"Mother Hen," I said in a soft voice, making Grayson laugh. Then burst into a fit of coughs.

"Are you two alright? Sick again?" He questioned. I heard shuffling as if he was grabbing a paper,

"Worse.." I said, "Gray was attacked."

"What?" Henrik said, all the sudden the computer glitched again and Grayson shrieked, I grabbed the textbook and watched as a man slipped out of the computer. This is something I'd expect to see in a movie.

"Who are you." I snarled, clutching a shaking Grayson to my stomach. "What a shame, I didn't know there were two Brody kids." The male drew a knife and I grabbed the book tighter. It was my only weapon and I had no idea how to fight.

"Who are you!" I said louder, trying to be menacing.

"Anti." His voice was breaking but I could tell it wasn't on accident, he was glitching like static and I felt dread run through my body. What was he doing to my brain that was causing me to panic like this?

"Anti? What are you against, hmm? Children?" I snapped, feeling a rush of adrenaline and defensiveness over my brother.

"I'm against your father, actually." He kneeled down to meet my height and hoisted my chin with the tip of his knife. I could feel it slowly piercing my skin. I snorted, gritting my teeth.

"How's it feel, Sammy?" Anti murmured, grinning and showing me what looked like fangs.

"It hurts but I've felt worse." I snapped, staring him down as my grip on the book, and Grayson's arm, toughened a bit. He held his neck and the phone.

"By who?" Anti giggled, slipping the knife out slowly. I didn't even flinch.

"My mother," I replied, raising the book while he was puzzled and slamming it into his face as hard I could. He crumpled to the ground and his knife flung at me, I wasn't sure where I was hit. My adrenaline covered my horror and my discomfort as I lifted my left hand to see blood.

"Samantha!" I heard someone yell from downstairs, I didn't move. I was worried Anti would wake up, or I'd move the knife my body was trying so hard to neglect. I felt my eyelids sag as the footsteps moved closer. I was tired. Why was I tired? Did I use up all my energy?

"Samantha! Grayson!" The familiar accent shouted, but I just fell onto my side. My eyes sealing.

-

I woke up in a frenzy, I flung upwards and grabbed at my lap. Nothing was there. Where was Grayson? Oh my god did I lose him? I heard loud beeping and ringing in my ears, my left side, and left arm hurt as well as my chin. My brain was racing, who was Anti? Why did he not like my father? Where was I now? Why did it smell like metal? I heard the beeping speed up and then a clank, metal against metal that caused me to turn my head.

"Sean?" I asked, the beeping dropped and I finally was able to unwind. Seeing a familiar face calmed me, and I was now able to take in my surroundings. I was in what looked to be a hospital. I noticed a section of the room directly across from us that was protected by pale blue curtains. Looking to my left slowly I saw various wires and machines hooked up to me, as my eyes followed the IV line to my arm I noticed my whole forearm was bandaged, all the way up to my first knuckle, I then checked myself for injuries. My side was bandaged the same way as my arm, and as I felt my chin I noticed a bandage there too. I was in a different outfit now, black sweatpants that were way too big and a baggy t-shirt. Neither belonged to me. Then I finally turned my attention back to Sean.

'Do you know BSL or ASL?' He signed to me, old middle school memories flooded my brain and I smiled.

'I know a little ASL, I'm fluent in BSL.' I signed back in BSL. Sean beamed and sat up fully,

'I assume you want an explanation?' My brain translated his sentence shortly after he finished. In Sign Language, not every word had a sign for it, so I needed to put the sentence together in my head.

'Yes, please.' I signed and Sean slowly moved through the story.

'Well, I woke up to Henrik laying you on the bed, he was drenched in blood and so were you. A nurse came in shortly after and held your arm wound closed while Henrik stitched your stomach back together, then Henrik told your Dad to go get you clothes and Henrik stitched your arm and your chin closed. A nurse came in and closed the curtain, and when she opened them you were changed and she was carrying away your bloody clothes.  While the nurse was changing you, Henrik left and another nurse came in with Grayson, Henrik was stitching him up as they walked in. They closed the curtain, they're still back there. I don't know anything besides that.' Sean lowered his arms but then snapped them back up, 'Stacy and Chase are here though.'

'My mom is in a room with my dad? That's not good." I sighed, and Sean snickered softly. It was broken and soft, which was unlikely for Sean. I noticed a fading scar across his neck, but before I could press him for answers he began signing again.

'Marvin and Jackie are out there too so I doubt your Mom will try anything.' Sean took a sip of some drink on the table next to him, and I adjusted my seating to be more comfortable. We sat in silence for a few minutes, I watched my heart monitor, and Sean was texting on his phone. I heard the door open and a woman entered, I didn't watch her because I wasn't sure who she was. She sat down next to me and cleared her throat.

"Hey Samantha, I'm Angelia. I'm from the Brighton Police Child Study Team. I want to know what happened with you are your mother, to make it simple did she beat—" the lady was cut off.

"I told you to wait." Henrik snapped, glaring at her. The lady shifted uneasily, Henrik did look kind of like a criminal. Blood painted down the front of his jeans and a (what used to be) a blue knitted turtle neck. His hands were covered and he even had some on his cheeks.

"My shift is ending soon and I should.." she trailed off under Henrik's gaze and slowly, carefully grabbed her things and left the room. I huffed. "Well, it's good to see you, Henrik. Even if you look like you just murdered someone." I said softly, smiling. He ran his hand through his hair and complained about something under his breath.

"How are you feeling Sam?" Henrik said, checking my vitals on the screen. I shrugged.

"I'm a bit sore, sorry for worrying everyone. Grayson and I can go home anytime. Mom's gonna wonder what happened and-" I shifted restlessly. If they found out about my mom...

"Samantha we aren't sending you home." Henrik sighed softly, "We're gonna keep you here for as long as we can, then hopefully we can bring you to Sean's house with the rest of us."

"So with you, Marvin and Jackie?" I asked softly and well, I only got a mischevious smile from my 'uncle.'

"You haven't seen them in a while, and there's a new one." Henrik grinned. "Oh bloody hell," I whispered, laying back.

[abundantchewtoys]

HS Epi Meat, p5 reaction

Meat Page 5.

We might be due another perspective switch - unless the plot stays with John until he's assembled all his friends.

When John goes to pick up Rose, it’ll probably be on LOLAR. Terezi might still be there, if she hasn’t gone clownhunting just yet.

If so, perhaps we’ll get to see whether Rose ‘n Terezi’s migraine was really due to the substance abuse + caleidoscopic colours of LOLAR + glitches… Or whether it was due to the GO timeline “supposed to” have gone differently, with John’s current retcon being the thing missing to happen. It takes a bit of effort, remembering what everyone was exactly up to on this part of the GO timeline and what would be a fortunate time for John to take it off the rails. For Kanaya, that might very well be the moment Jane set up her literal shop on LOFAF, selling her all those blood potions, for instance.

For Dirk, it might be before his conversation with Arquiusprite.

I'm getting the feeling that John might be jumping to exactly those moments in the scenes where the characters were at their lowest, self-esteem wise. Giving them a literal second breath. ;)

Not sure what we can expect from the ghost side of things though. I think they might not be duplicated, leading us to meet up with (Vriska) as we knew her, punk cut and all. Even though GO Terezi's ghost will be there with her too.

I'm half convinced Calliope will get copied somehow, but not entirely sure. The only 'real' duplicate Calliope had already, besides Alt Calliope, was her dreamself. He could snatch the body, but I was under the impression Caliborn consumed it in a literal sense to establish his dominance over the body.

Meanwhile, it occurred to me to that Andrew Hussie (the author avator) will make a comeback, probably a background cameo. I've only now realized that he's a literal ghost writer of his own story right now, in-canon. While outside of canon, he’s more becoming like Stan Lee, executive producing stories using characters he designed.

Anyway, let's start this up.

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"The stands of the Cantown Memorial Arena" Okay, my first thought was this takes place on the meteor, but yeah, it's a building named presumably after the literal Cantown WV build in his station, back on Earth. Or the Exile Town that Bec Noir massacred. Though, does this indicate a perspective switch back to Roxy... Or is the CMA where Rumble in the Pumpkin Patch is recorded? Probably the latter, meaning the perspective is switching back to Dave! Uh, the alpha version, I guess I should call him? Post-canon, adult Dave?

"His shit eating was so brutal that no one, except maybe Jake, cares that he’s taking a phone call in the middle of a live broadcast." So, was it staged, or did Jake really get a power boost, coming into his role as the Page?

Also, I feel like if Karkat's run for president gets announced by Dave on live television, "and the crowd goes wild" will apply here.

"Dave takes a seat on the couch, right in Karkat’s butt groove." Okay, so he's not going just yet. ... Karkat's butt groove is available because the latter absconded the fuck out last we saw him, hahah.

"a piece of absolute garbage." Callback secured.

"DAVE: while the beatdown you just received was as thorough as it was humiliating im afraid as usual the solution to this problem should probably not involve your decapitation" While Dirk might be the one to keep this beaten dead horse of an in-joke going, Dave isn't going to be the one to cut its head off and end its misery. :P

"DAVE: jake just kicked your ass DAVE: thats really all there is to say on the matter" AWWWWW yessss, hahahahah. Dirk's laid down, on the ground, on his smartphone, just like Dave was after his beatdown by Bro. Awesome callback.

"DAVE: its really amazing how this meme we have going here continues to be exactly as funny as the day it was established DIRK: Isn’t it always though? DAVE: yeah" That's Strider Irony at its finest for you. You never can be entirely sure non-sincerity is what's taking place here.

" DAVE: how DID you get your ass kicked so bad DAVE: jake sucks and his raps are fucking awful" Oh, scratch that thing about his power level, then. ... The rapbots didn't join in to beat Dirk down, did they? ... Though I would like to see either them or their zilly versions again. :P

"

On the TV, Dirk makes an elegant hand sign that once might have represented solidarity with some ancient coastal rap group but now has been utterly divorced from its cultural context here on Earth C." Is it a sign associated with... the ICP? Yes, I guess whatever 'references' the kids make get picked up as divine decree...

"The camera pans away from him and over the crowd. It zooms in on a young crocodile wearing an oversized T-shirt with Jake’s highly marketable ass plastered over it and the phrase “Tally ho” written in big bubble letters." ... including stuff that was already dated when the gods were still actual kids. (By which I mean the phrase, not Jake's marketable ass.)

"DIRK: Holding back a little to achieve certain results doesn’t necessarily mean you’re participating in a farce or rigging the event. DIRK: We do this all the time. We hold back our thoughts, our true feelings, our full potential. We disguise how much we know about what and when, for many purposes. To ease relations, to let others behave naturally and make up their minds without undue intervention. To wait for the right moments to show our hands, to pick our battles. " Dirk is still overthinking things. :P He's also still a schemer, even though he's grown more mature. I think in this case, he might be trying to keep up Jake's taste for adventure and hone his skills? That might be related to the fact that he's one of the few in the know of what John is up to (also a thing he's withholding right now), and he might be trying to get Jake battle-ready in case he needs to be. ... In case he doesn't believe they'll stay irrelevant to the plot.

"DAVE: my dog you are full of some SHIT today arent you DIRK: Absolutely." It's a good thing Dave can see Dirk typing, otherwise I might have asked whether Dirk may have reinstated an autoresponder to answer when he's busy. :P

"DIRK: And when it comes to theater, there are just as many reasons for restraint. To build tension. To set the stage. To give the people someone to root against." Okay, that's actually kind of meta. Also, in-story, it might mean Dirk is deliberately trying to come off as weaker, to get people to boo at Jake so he can play hero?

"DAVE: i can see you on tv DAVE: theyre booing you dude" Okay, never mind.

"The excitable salamander manning the camera switches to a fish-eye lens for some unfathomable reason, giving the whole exchange an air of demented absurdity. Dirk’s sunglasses distort and stretch to dominate the entire screen." I'm all here for NPC races doing menial labor half-way competently. :P Also, I feel like there should be some sort of visual callback to that image of Dirk's sunglasses. Something to do with the black hole from Problem Sleuth expanding to suck the entire universe up, which was reflected in the Stiller shades, and the event in itself is being called back to now, in the Black Hole sucking up the Furthest Ring!

"JAKE: What about the agitated rabble? Theyre starting to throw things. DIRK: I don’t know. Do a dance or something. Sing a song. DIRK: They love anything you do. JAKE: Ummm. JAKE: Ok sounds stupid but ill try." Using Jake's charisma as crowd control? Dirk, you beautiful mastermind.

"Jake tips an imaginary hat toward center stage and begins doing the Charleston." Hah, right, this might be a callback to that other Page dancing old-time dances, hahah, Tavros after he assembled the ghost army.

"Just as Dirk predicted, the crowd immediately loses its shit, except for a single carapacian in the front row, who continues to glower at Dirk with an expression of absolute and total contempt." If Jack hadn't remained in the session, I would've designated this guy as his great-whatever-grandchild.

"DAVE: why do you want people to hate you so much DAVE: its fucked up DIRK: You’re reading way too much into it." I don't necessarily believe that.

"DIRK: If I wanted another round of embarrassingly indulgent and mutually masturbatory psychoanalysis, I would have called my daughter instead. DAVE: hm DAVE: do i need to point out how fucking weird what you just said was or can that start going without saying at this point" This. This is Homestuck. This entire exchange.

" DIRK: The point is, playing myself up as a villain figure in this hacky rap pageant has nothing to do with getting people to dislike me. Besides, everyone loves a good villain. When they boo, they don’t really mean it." That has me thinking of Thog, a villain from Order of the Stick, actually. But yeah, Caliborn, Condy and others were really good villains. Doesn't mean we didn't mean it when we cursed them, though.

"DIRK: I think you’d be surprised by how popular I actually am. DAVE: i dunno man" At some point, playing the villain stops being a role, if you're too thorough in antagonizing the crowd. Dirk may have gone overboard here - in his role in the pageant I mean, I don't think anyone loves their god any less. Just one more way to show that, victory state or not, their original issues still come into play and challenge them to grow.

"DIRK: The point is, this is much less about me, and more about providing a foil for Jake’s heroism and charisma. DIRK: It’s very important that his popularity continues to be cultivated, to maximize his political capital. DAVE: political capital" ... Oooooh! Thinking three steps ahead of everyone again, nice going Dirk! I think Dirk might even have foreseen Dave rallying Karkat to stand against Jane, but I wonder which side he'll be choosing!

" DAVE: what the fuck are... DAVE: ok how long have you known about the jane thing DAVE: i mean is this something you have been planning for like DAVE: a long time or DIRK: Planning is such an intense word." Oh, he's trying to pull the strings again, is he? What game is he playing then, what policies does he want to instate, if any? ... Is Dirk a supposed xenophone too, or just playing to the tune of the largest group of swing voters?

" DAVE: jane is a shitty candidate dude DAVE: shes going to be so shitty DIRK: I thought you’d feel that way." ... Pfff I just realized Dirk wasn't typing, since this was a phone call. He's saying this all out loud! Typing's the old way of conversation, we discarded it for the most part, everyone has their Gift of Gab now. Well, hopefully at least Dave's part isn't being recorded and broadcast.

"DIRK: I respectfully disagree. DAVE: i get shes a good friend of yours and all but even you have to admit how far up her own ass she is DIRK: Of course. I consider it to be among her best qualifications for the job." Dirk might just be thinking: a self-absorbed candidate won't notice being pulled around. Even though she's, you know, his dear friend and all, he's still planning on manipulating her. :/ Old habits and such.

"DAVE: christ DAVE: ok if nothing else have you at least taken into account the DEVASTATION to the economy this will cause???" Strider Irony(tm).

"DIRK: Dave, I think if you search your soul, you’ll come to the same conclusion I have. Jane is just what this planet needs. DIRK: We’ve all had our fun here, but it’s easy to overlook the fact that civilization on Earth C is hardly a sustainable proposition. DIRK: Just beneath the surface, it’s quite a dangerous and unstable place." Oh, cool, so Dirk was acting on the same things Dave noticed, just having drawn different conclusions. Guess there's more to playing god as a winner of Sburb than sitting on your butt all day long, huh?

"DAVE: i know that DAVE: which is why actually i think it would be cool to have a president that is good instead of bad DIRK: He’s not as great as you think. DAVE: what" See, I know Dirk'll say Karkat, but I kind of wish he'd say Obama. :P

"DAVE: who DAVE: obama?? DAVE: how dare you" XD PFFFFFffffhah, okay, should've seen that coming.

"DIRK: I’m happy for both of you, really. It’s nice that you encourage and support each other in this way. But you’re sending him on a fool’s errand which can only end badly." Like, I understand where Dirk's coming from, we know how unbalanced Karkat is at his worst. But Dirk's seems to be the conservatist route, while the current status quo is so unbalanced someone with at least a little liberal thinking should try changing policy, little by little. ... Okay now Homestuck has me doing political discourse. Hussieeeeeeee! ... Why am I now picturing a Homestuck AU about the climate change truant student marches of Europe?

"DAVE: wait DAVE: how do you even know hes entering the race DAVE: we like just decided this DIRK: A competent political operative has his ways. DIRK: Besides, it was always pretty obvious to me you’d react this way the moment the announcement was made." Okay, not ruling out entirely Dirk has something spying on Dave, but that would verge too much on what Bro would've done in his place. He probably just cold-mindedly assessed his potential response.

"DAVE: cause if youve already got jake on your side then i guess we might as well just fucking quit DIRK: I wouldn’t worry about that. DIRK: He and I don’t quite have the rapport we once did. DIRK: He’s “over me” and doesn’t spare opportunities to make ostentatious demonstration of this claim. DAVE: um DIRK: Basically he doesn’t like being told what to do. Especially not by me." Cool, okay, so... Jake is needy in his own way, in showing he can fend for himself, at least that's how Dirk sees it. Guess they still hang out a lot though, just no longer "like that". That must be a letdown for the shippers, but a boon for the people that felt betrayed at seeing Dirk & Jake back together in the Credits. I like that middle road, actually! And hey, the versions of Jake & Dirk in the New Game Plus timeline, or whatever we should call it, are still fair game!

"DIRK: So it’s fair to say as of now, he’s still fully in play. DIRK: Not that I should be encouraging you, really. DAVE: you are one doubletalking son of a bitch you know that DAVE: i cant tell if you dont want us to run or are reverse psychology mindfucking us into running" Very true, that. Why would he share the truth about Jake if he wants to win, unless he wants fair competition? Best not to dwell on it too long on this neverending stairway of hidden intentions, lest we fall down it.

" DAVE: not like i can just stand around and wait for president crocker to like DAVE: write fucking grammar laws into the constitution" Pfffff, yes, I had forgotten about Jane's grammar practices, hahah. Guess she has a good running mate in Dirk for that, at least, capitalization and everything in order when he's not rapping.

"DIRK: Sorry to cut this short, but diapers are starting to come down pretty hard right now, and some of them haven’t even had their babies removed. DAVE: what" what. I hope it's at least consort babies, they're arguably the most resilient, as semi-sapient animals.

"DIRK: That was a joke." Ah.

"Jake can’t help but watch the motion, raking his eyes over the muscles shifting beneath the skin of Dirk’s neck and arms.

There is something implacably magnificent about Dirk Strider, Jake thinks, untamed like a wild game beast of incredible size and strength." ... Well then! I didn't think the narration would offer us this view from the perspective of Jake, thought it would be reseverd for John! Not entirely sure how I feel about the privilege of seeing Jake pine for Dirk, though. :P At least it clarifies where the allure is in it, for him. It's an extension of his taste for adventure and his upbringing on an island full of terribly powerful beasts.

"Of course, their history together is never far from Jake’s mind, however many years it’s been since their last tussle of an amorous nature. The old dramas and triumphs in the days of Sburb. Dirk’s companionship has been taxing to the heart, to say the least, and yet he’s taught Jake so much—about combat, philosophy, life, love." Okay, that is just such a Jake thing to phrase it like this. I'm glad we get to see he's not so oblivious or un-elloquent in his mind as he presents himself to the outside world, consciously or not.

"But sometimes, despite their checkered and problematic past, Jakes wishes that he could seize Dirk by the proverbial horns and wrest him bodily into becoming a much more agreeable fellow." Heheh, so Jake actually would like to impose on Dirk some manners. At least with him it stays with desires, while Dirk really did try to impose on Jake when they were together.

"DIRK: How about you kick off the next round? DIRK: I bet this crowd will settle its shit right down the moment you drop the latest rhymes you’ve been tinkering with." This is going to be painful to read, isn't it? ... If we're going to read them at all. ... I swear, this might just lead into them having "the xest rapoff in the history of Earth C".

"Jake’s face lights up. He composes himself, adjusting a bow tie, although he is not wearing one, and making a vague gesture like he’s twirling one end of that mustache Dirk has not yet let him grow. Dirk lets him go with a gentle smile, like the sort you’d give to a dog for performing a trick adequately. Jake responds to the signal like an Olympic athlete hearing the starter pistol. He was born for this." All the best and worst aspects of Dirk & Jake as a couple are basically summarized here. I mean, Dirk is not even WITH Jake and vetoes some of his choices. Then again, Jake really does have TERRIBLE (but hilarious) taste in mannerisms.

"JAKE: Tally ho its me, jake mcgee! JAKE: Popping my pistols off, two shots and a kiss JAKE: My aim is tops, i never miss" ... I'm not disappointed, this really IS almost physically painful to read, as expected.

... Okay that was actually a very amazing rap. Well thought out, good use of the vocabulary, dated though it is. I liked "jake-eng's" and "jape-slings" in particular, especially since that was what Vriska dismissed him as, a joke, a jape.

"The crowd, as Dirk rightly predicted, has settled its shit right down. This is not due to any accidental brilliance on the part of Jake English, but rather due to an abashed but loyal brand of pity, the kind a devoted fan cannot help but feel when they see a beloved celebrity make an ass out of themselves during a live broadcast they have waited two and a half years in line to buy a ticket for." I think this might be Dirk's POV. Not everyone's tastes in rap are as dignified as his, after all. :P Consorts in particular might love this. Then again, we saw John embarass carapacians not too long ago, they're not immune to pitying people. But hey, on the brightside, maybe some of the audience <>'s Jake now. :P

"Dirk’s phone begins going off again." Unless it's something more ominous, this is probably Dave having the last quip.

"With a casual flick of his wrist, Dirk snaps out a bright red tranquilizer handgun and shoots Jake in the neck. Jake’s glasses crack when he hits the mat. A chorus of boos rises up from the crowd like groundwater. Dirk artfully dodges a bucket of obscene troll fluid to field yet another very important personal call." ... Did Dirk actually use a Crockertech tranquilizer on his co-god? What the hell, Dirk? Guess all is fair in the ring.

And I suppose it's not Dave then that is calling him this time, if he takes such drastic measures.

"DIRK: Yo Rose, what's up?" Oooh, if we get to see this, that would be early we get to see Rose again! Dirk and Rose'll probably be planning their next move now that John has left. (Which I take Rose to already know about, through her Seer powers, or a call with Roxy.) ... Maybe some of their plans only could have worked IF John left, if they wanted to regain some measure of relevance through them.

[fearofaherobrine]

Roleplay Server Log #389

"Training, Totally Whipped, Brine Babysitting, EAlex Lament”

[EAlex] Is sweaty and exhausted, but finally manages to hold a portal long enough for someone to hop through before it crumbles.

[BEN] - Well, you're starting to get there...

[EAlex] At least I could get in and out without help. That's better then nothing...

[BEN] - Yeah, but now you have to learn how to navigate in the digital void

[EAlex] Hey.... do you care if I take my shirt off? I feel like I'm going to pass out I'm so hot.

 [BEN] - Uhhhhhhhhh

[EAlex] Adjusts her front- Stupid breasts... would it bother you?

[BEN] - Well it would certainly be distracting...

[EAlex] That's not a no and I'm soaked. - She pulls her shirt off and puts it in her inventory. - Oh thank goodness. - Her breasts jiggle free. They're just average boobs.

[BEN] Is immediately staring- Boobies

[EAlex] Sour- Yeah. I hate them.

[BEN] - Boobies are awesome

[EAlex] Not when you're not supposed to have them. I'd pop them off and give them to you if I could.

[BEN] - I mean, TLOT could do that for you...  He made me female for a little while

[EAlex] It's been on my mind of late... My spawn was stolen when I was formed. I was supposed to be a Herobrine...

[BEN] - Well then go talk to him, you've earned a break from portal making anyways

[EAlex] I'll take that as a compliment. You're a good teacher.

[BEN] - Well I did teach all the other pastas

[EAlex] Then I have one more thing to thank you for. I get the feeling Cp doesn't like being helpful, but he has been anyway. And I would probably have never met him or the others if he couldn't escape the game. I just have one little worry...

[BEN] - And that would be?

[EAlex] Licht. I like her, and she's pretty oblivious... I wonder if me being a guy would change her feelings at all? And how that might make me feel...?

[BEN] - You won't know until you try, and if you don\t like it TLOT could always change you again

[EAlex] Is it really that easy? I mean, you said he did it to you, right?

[BEN] - For him it is

[EAlex] Makes a resolute face- where do you think I could find him?

[BEN] - Ask for him in chat, or just think his name really loudly

[EAlex] wide eyes- He's really that sensitive?

[BEN] - Oh yeah

[EAlex] Cripes. - She screws her eyes shut and thinks of him as hard as she can-

[TLOT] Whispers to her in chat- Did you need something EAlex?

[EAlex] out loud- Holy crap! I mean, yes... if you aren't busy... I was hoping... like we talked about...

[TLOT] I understand. I'll be there shortly.

[BEN] - See?  Easy peasy

[Steve] Opens the door on the far end of the room for his mate-

[TLOT] Thank you. - He raises an eyebrow ever so slightly at EAlex's partial dishabille -

[BEN] Obvious boob staring is obvious-

[EAlex] Points at her chest- I'm still hesitant but... could you... get rid of these?

[Steve] Chuckles- Well you know how to get BEN's attention.

[TLOT] Cracks his knuckles a bit- Of course! I was in the mood to do something good today. - He focuses his power and grasps EAlex's boobs a bit fiercely.

[EAlex] Squeak of suprise!

[BEN] Snickers-

[TLOT] Presses the boobs flat, leaving just the nipples protruding.

[EAlex] Happy gasp-

[BEN] - See?  Easy for him

[EAlex] Just staring in wonder because it didn't hurt or anything.

[TLOT] You're welcome.

[Steve] Steps over near BEN with a big smile. - So how's your son faring?

[BEN] - Good, should probably be heading back soon anyways.  Almost time for dinner

[TLOT] Well give him our best then at least. I htink we can take it from here for now.

[EAlex] Is obviously still really tired, but much more elated.

[BEN] - Alright, I'll be back in the morning

[TLOT] Would you like a teleport? I know it's a bit of a hike.

[BEN] - Sure, why not

[TLOT] types with a bit of a flourish and bids BEN farewell before tping him directly to Hyrule.

[BEN] Vanishes-

[Lie] It's been a few days since Doc's visit and she is in a huff.  She's covered in dirt and honesty pollen from having been thrown from a particularly difficult horse multiple times.  She marches over to Karla's place and knocks on the door-

-the door opens slowly and apparently by itself...-

[Lie] Sticks her head in- Karla?

[Banette] Peeks out from behind the door- Ba?

[Lie] - Hey Banette, do you know where Karla is?

[Banette] Points towards the back of the house. -

[Lie] - Thank you- She offers a berry

[Banette] Takes it happily and noms on it. They finish it quickly and give Lie's leg a hug before letting go again and shutting the door behind her.

[Lie] Heads for the back of the house-

-There's a quiet sound she hasn't heard in quite some time. The chattery clacking of an old sewing machine-

[Lie] Follows the noise until she finds the source- I see you've figured out how to connect your machine to the redstone

[Karla] Hmm? Oh I had help. - her old machine has a cord trailing off the back of it that's been jammed into a block of redstone that's embedded in the floor beneath the table. - It's such an interesting material. - She inclines her head towards the couch with a shhh gesture-

[Ever] Is curled up in a little ball fast asleep on the wool couch.

-The Wunderwaffe is perched on the footstool and glowing softly blue as it hums to itself-

[Lie] - Yeah it is.  One of my hearts is made from it

[Karla] That's quite poetic. - She pushes the fabric aside a little and crosses one boot over the other- so what brings you over today?

[Lie] Sighs a little- I...  Need to borrow a whip

[Karla] I see... - She looks her up and down- Has it been an unusually rough day wrangling your husband?

[Lie] Blushes- No!  It's a troublesome horse

[Karla] Is that what you're calling him now?

[Lie] - No!  Besides he'd never let me do anything like that to him, especially since it could potentially cause permanent harm

[Karla] I thought you had to actually be angry for that to happen?

[Lie] - Well, yes, but still...  Besides, the only time he's ever been remotely submissive is under the influence of the lust nectar...

[Karla] That's one of those facts you tuck away for later...

[Lie] - Iiiiiiii may have landed in some honesty blossoms...

[Karla] Steeples her fingers- How interesting.

[Lie] - Eh heh...  So, about that whip...

[Karla] Ah yes, something long and hard to suit your needs. I think I can oblige.

[Lie] - Thank you, it will be useful

[Karla] Gets up smoothly and starts hunting through her posessions-

[Ever] rolls over with a soft Snnnnrk-

[Lie] Shifts a bit as she waits, realizing the double meaning in Karla's words-

[Karla] Pulls out a very long leather whip that curls at her feet and examines it with a smile before putting it back. - I presume you'd prefer a crop?

[Lie] - Yes, kinda hard to use a bull whip on a horse when you're riding them

[Karla] My little joke- she draws out a crop in a rather stunning shade of red- Will this do?

[Lie] - Yeah, that should work just fine

[Karla] Offers it to her and tugs it playfully when she grasps it, before letting go.

[Lie] - If your not super busy, I'd appreciate a bit of help so the horse can't run off

[Karla] Ooh a bit of restraint as well? I'll assist.

[Lie] - If you want to call it that- Is getting redder in the face

[Karla] Makes a gracious gesture- lead on then-

[Lie] Heads back outside and towards a small pen with a single saddled horse in it.  It's a chestnut and it is far from happy-  Alright, let's try this again

[Karla] Gives the horse a good stare. - Naughty beast. Defying your mistress.

[Lie] Hands Karla a lead and leads the horse back out of the pen before swinging up onto it's back-

[Karla] Nice form-

[Lie] Waits for Karla to attach the lead before clicking at the horse and encouraging it onwards, there's an immediate response of stamping and snorting from the disgruntled animal.  She gives it a quick whack with the crop which certainly gets it's attention-

[Karla] Barest lick of her lips- And now we see where one of your strength's lie.

[Horse] Starts bucking hard and Lie sits deep in the saddle-

[Lie] - Easy now...

[Karla] Sometimes they just need reminding who is in charge.

[Lie] - Yeah well this ones being dif ASSHOLE!- She shouts as she's thrown and lands in the grass

[Karla] Gives a sharp tug on the lead and shortens the rope in her hands, she delivers a fierce smack on the horses chest and hauls it into a more submissive pose.

[Lie] - Fucking asshole...- She approaches again to get back on- I swear this one must be glitched in some way, I've never had this problem with any of the others

[Horse] Ears are pinned back flat-

[Lie] - Oh knock it off!

[Karla] Gets in the horses face and makes sure it's seeing every inch of her dominance- Behave.

[Lie] Hops back up into the saddle-

[Horse] Paws, trying to hit Karla with a front hoof-

[Karla] Slaps the horses nose firmly-

[Horse] Tosses head in annoyance-

[Lie] - Alright, let him out on the line

[Karla] Backs off and feeds some slack out for the horse-

[Horse] Takes off, trying to run-

[Lie] - Oh no you don't!-  She turns it's head so it circles tightly on itself until it can't move- Behave

[Karla] Don't forget the whip...

[Horse] Bucks-

[Lie] Promptly smacks it again- Why are you so difficult!

[Karla] Maybe this one just needs a bit rougher treatment? - Her words are dripping with innuendo.

[Lie] Makes frustrated noises-  I'm about ready to just let this one go wild!

[Karla] Perhaps you should drop them off at my house for a while.

[Lie] - Are you suRE!- The horse rears and she almost falls off

[Karla] Oh yes. I like a challenge. Especially when I'm feeling so much younger and spryer then I have in decades.

[Lie] Dismounts and the horse tries to slam it's body into her, she quickly smacks it- STOP THAT!  If your sure Karla...

[Karla] Yanks the lead very short and smacks the horses chest again- You're a stubborn one, aren't you? This will be entertaining.

[Lie] - I'll follow you back, help you get it settled.  I don't suggest putting it with the other horses

[Karla] Do you have some spare fence... pieces?

[Lie] - No, but I have some wood on me, I can build some quickly enough

[Karla] Good enough for me.

[Godmorgan] Is sitting listlessly at their desk tapping away at buttons as they look over new merch ideas-

[Doc] Rings Dofta a few times and then tries Fangbo insted when there's no answer.

[Fangbo] in the phone - Hmm? What's up Doc?

[Doc] Huh? I mean... is there any chance I can get a clean version of the newest update from you? I already know it's going to cause some 'old map' issues, bugs or no.

[Fangbo] Perhaps... - She smiles a bit to herself- do I get anything out of it?

[Doc] Takes her a bit too seriously and looks around in consternation- ummm...?! How about a houseplant that blooms lollipops? And I'll bring you a cheerie pie!

[Fangbo] Trying to disguise her suprise because she was totally kidding- That... that would be awesome! Come see me and I'll drive you over.

[Doc] Okay, I'll change into some street clothes and be there in a flash.

-Little time passes-

[Fangbo] Lets herself into the office quietly with Doc in tow.

[Godmorgan] Goes to take another sip of coffee and finds their cup empty, with a sigh they stand and start heading for the atrium-

[Fangbo] My office is a bit cluttery, why don't you come sit in the atrium and I'll get a copy from the main terminal?

[Doc] Okay. It's pretty in here anyway. - they lean back on the bench and touch a few of the little flowers that bloom in the planted bed in the center.

[Godmorgan] Walks in, almost bumping into Fangbo- Oh, sorry!  What are you doing here so late?

[Fangbo] OH! Just uh, forgot something. Doc and I were out and about and I thought I'd just pop back in for a sec.

[Doc] Friendly wave and closed mouth smile so they don't see hir pointed teeth.

[Godmorgan] - Checking on your newest project again?  Or did you finish already?

[Fangbo] Dramatic sigh- You know nothing is ever really finished...

[Godmorgan] - True, I'm stuck with more merch stuff, but I swear next con Jeb is going with me...

[Fangbo] Well it is Minecon.... I don't think he can weasel out of that one...

[Doc] Perks in interest.

[Godmorgan] Is silent for a moment before making an aggravated noise and tossing their hands up into the air and stalking towards the coffee pot-

[Doc] Whispers- Minecon?

[Fangbo] It's a huge gathering of people who play Minecraft.

[Doc] That sounds neat!

[Godmorgan] - It means my workload is tripled at least!

[Doc] What do you do? If you don't mind me asking.

[Godmorgan] - Merch,  debugging, coding...  And I'm the one sent to almost every convention...

[Doc] But you get to roam around and meet new people and see new places, that's kinda cool.

[Fangbo] Quietly sneaking off to get the file.

[Godmorgan] - No I don't, I either have to be at our table or at panels,  really don't get to see much of the con if anything

[Doc] Aww. I'm sorry. But you're doing good work and it's appreciated a lot. Especially the debugging.

[Godmorgan] - Yeah, now if only we could fix a few glitches with the latest update...  I wonder though...

[Doc] Little shiver - Well... nothing wrong with a few glitches... it's the bugs that need ironing out... right?

[Godmorgan] - Well it's a bit of both really...  Hey Fangbo!

[Doc] Worried look-

[Fangbo] Yes?

[Godmorgan] - Dofta said the phantom problem got fixed by an old friend of Markus', any chance we could rope them in again for more work?

[Fangbo] Eyes flick to Doc- Maybe?

[Doc] Bites hir lip, accidently exposing some fangs - He's pretty busy...

[Godmorgan] - You know him?

[Doc] He's a friend of the family yes...

[Godmorgan] - I mean, if he can figure out how to stop the bubbles that rise from the magma blocks from launching players into the air...

[Doc] Snorts- I think he'd not only not help, he'd stand there laughing his ass off and throwing players into the bubbles.

[Godmorgan] - It only happens if they are wearing frostwalker boots

[Doc] He'd still think it was hilarous.

[Godmorgan] Just sighs- Well, I've spent enough time talking, back to work...

[Doc] Don't work too hard. - chuckles- If you stay up too many days, the Phantoms wil getcha!

[Fangbo] Snorts-

[Godmorgan] - Yeah yeah, don't stay up too late Fangbo, I saw on the board you have an early meeting

[Fangbo] I do?

[Godmorgan] - Yeah, something about the...  You knows?

[Doc] You knows?

[Fangbo] Oh... nothing bad I hope?

[Godmorgan] - Just the usual talk, numbers and such

[Fangbo] Oh good. No need to keep counting and bothering them.

[Doc] Is as keenly alert as a pothead trying to determine if someone else is 'cool' or not.

[Godmorgan] - Anyways, catch you in the morning

[Fangbo] Yeah... you too

[Godmorgan] Goes back to their office-

[Doc] Well that was a tad awkward.

[Fangbo] They don't know. It's okay.

[Godmorgan] Yawns and walks into the doorframe of their office-

-thud-

[Doc] Winces- ooh.

[Godmorgan] - Maybe a nap is in order first...

[Fangbo] I htink so, but stay here. Don't try to drive. actually.... Go sleep in Jeb's office. He's got the biggest chair!

[Godmorgan] Stumbles as they turn around, spilling a bit of coffee- Sounds good, show that bastard what happens when he sends me to too many conventions

[Fangbo] Hahah. He'll probably be too stunned to be mad.

[Godmorgan] Heads down the hall to Jeb's office-

[Winston] Is heading into town, his arm needing a small bit of maintenance-

[Coffi] Opens the gate for him with a little bow- Hello sir! Having a good day?

[Winston] - So far, is Tungsten in his forge today?

[Coffi] Last time I saw him he was discussing saddles in the bar with Cheez.

[Winston] - Thank you- He heads towards the bar dodging children as he goes

[Penut and Jelli] Are playing with their kids outside and give him a friendly wave-

[Beanz] Goes storming past with an armload of books-

[Coocont] Is laughing a bit too loud on the side bench of the bar [drunk] Their mate Pinapple just shakes his head fondly-

[Winston] Approaches the bar, giving Pinapple a nod in greeting before looking inside-

[Tungsten] Is munching on a sandwich while Cheez is obviously telling him about something that involves creepers [judging by the faces he's pulling]

[Winston] Approaches respectfully- Tungsten?

[Tungsten] Oh, hello Winston.

[Cheez] Looks up quickly- The name Flicker having just crossed his lips.

[Winston] - I hate to intrude, but I believe my arm may be in need of a bit of maitenance

[Tungsten] Sure! - He stuffs the last bite in his mouth and finishes it. - Should I wake up Copper? Or is it a little tweak?

[Winston] - I'm not certain, but every once in awhile it seems to...  Lose connection with the rest of my body if that makes sense

[Tungsten] Alright, lets go get the expert then. Sorry Cheez. You can tell me the rest later.

[Cheez] Obviously a bit intimidated by Winston- Of course..!

[Winston] Steps aside so Tungsten can lead- I do not mind if he follows-

[Cheez] Are you sure?

[Tungsten] Leads on towards the forge-

[Winston] - I am certain- He follows Tungsten out

[Cheez] Goes back to rambling. He's apparently been recruited to help with Flicker's creeper herd temporarily as she has some small ones at the moment. - They're pretty cute, even with their permenantly sour faces.

[Winston] - Ah but the little ones can be a handful, the Master is learning that first hand

[Tungsten] Oh yeah! We heard about the little sprout. Did she turn out cute?

[Cheez] I bet she's gonna be a handful, but hey at least she can't get annoyed and explode on you right?

[Winston] - She's already learned to set herself on fire

[Tungsten] Oh no!

[Cheez] That's going to ruin a lot of baby clothes....

[Winston] - The flames are not yet hot enough to harm anything

[Tungsten] Well that's good. - he opens the door to the forge-

[Drillby] Back so soon? I was just tidying up. Hey Winston, Cheez.

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[Tungsten] Goes to get Copper's bow.

[Cheez] Warms his hands by the lava pools a bit-

[Drillby] Is your arm bothering you Winston?

[Winston] - Yes, it seems to just stop working at times

[Tungsten] Gives Copper's bow a gentle pluck-

[Drillby] oh dear

[Copper] The large Testificate forms- Aye?  What do ye need?

[Tungsten] Winston's arm is on the fritz.

[Cheez] Is just watching the big ghost in awe-

[Copper] - I see...  Let's take a look

[Tungsten] Pats the table so Winston can sit down and lay his arm straight for them to see.

[Drillby] breezes past with a bundle of dusting feathers and places an upright torch on the table for some extra light-

[Winston] Obliges, laying his arm out flat-

[Copper] Watches as Tungsten works on getting the outer plate off-

[Tungsten] So...  did it just slow down and stop or did you have a bit of damage that might have made it stop working?

[Winston] - Nothing more than the usual spars...

[Copper] - Then that prolly be your problem

[Tungsten] I get the feeling Cp hits pretty hard...

[Copper] Glances at the inside of the arm- Aye, the wiring be coming loose...  We should probably consider makin a stronger arm...

[Tungsten] I'm all ears. Should I be fetching TLOT or Doc for some melted bedrock perhaps?

[Copper] - If that's what ye think would be best for this, but take yer time.  Remember, this arm was rushed

[Tungsten] Well... unless he's in creative..? I mean Cp can't break bedrock with a regular weapon.. can he?

[Winston] - Not normally no, not unless he is tremendously angry

[Tungsten] Then that might be the answer.

[Drillby] Not to butt in, but... TLOT may be the better choice for this. Bits to assemble will be more workable then something melted, unless Doc wants to make the casing themselves.

[Tungsten] I think they'd be more inclined to make a fleshy arm anyway.

[Drillby] Can you -chat- Winston?

[Winston] - No, that seems to be unique to Endrea

[Drillby] Okay, I'll just try and get his attention- He screws his face up and concentrates on calling for his Herobrine-

[TLOT] Sends back a loud enough reply that all present hear it mentally. - I'll be there in a minute, darn it... let me get my pants on... sheesh...

[Copper] - I warn ye, this may take a few days

[Tungsten] What, re-doing the string part? I guessed as much.

[Copper] - Aye, I suggest taking the skeletons measurements and fixing his wiring first

[Tungsten] I can do that.

[TLOT] Tp's himself to Drillby and steps away to avoid clipping him for more then a second or two- Something wrong?

[Cheez] Sir! - polite bow-

[Copper] - The skeletons arm

[TLOT] Confused - Do you want me to shape him a real one?

[Tungsten] No... we were hoping for some stronger raw materials. Can you break bedrock?

[TLOT] I can pick it apart.

[Copper] - So long as it can be formed into a stronger arm

[TLOT] So you actually need sheets of the stuff?

[Tungsten] Just something I can form.

[TLOT] I'll have to help you assemble it.

[Tungsten] I would be honored to have your assistance.

[TLOT] Just nods-

[Winston] Cocks  head as he feels a wave of energy from CP, it's slightly panicky-

[TLOT] Perks as well and sends to him mentally- Cp? do you need help?

[CP] - Aether puking and Blake is trying to eat it!

[TLOT] Throw a piece of food, that should distract him-

[CP] - It's not helping!

[TLOT] Is anyone else there?

[CP] - No!

[TLOT] Ugh... - He searches around and forces a Tp to Hope's position to avoid the puking baby- Sorry kitten!

[Hope] Spazzes-

[Aether] Is crying and on fire-

[CP] Has a bit of puke on himself as he tries to block Blake-

[TLOT] Grabs Blake's collar and the wolf freaks out and howls loudly-

[CP] Takes advantage of the momentary distraction to throw down a sponge-

[TLOT] Down Blake! Heel!

[Blake] Isn't having any of it and whines for Lie-

[CP] - Fucker, Lie is working the horses and doesn't need you chasing them!- He starts working on calming Aether

[TLOT] Gives up and drops a post and a lead, tying the wolf to it.

[Blake] Sad howl-

[Aether] Still crying-

[CP] - You didn't  have to fucking come over here TLOT

[TLOT] I thought you could use a hand. I was in the middle of something too.

[CP] - Oh boo hoo, your sex was interrupted for no reason

[TLOT] I wasn't having sex, I was in the bathroom. Cripes. And I rushed over to help your general anyway.

[CP] - Which one?

[Aether] Is finally starting to settle down-

[TLOT] Winston. His arm is malfunctioning again.

[CP] - Right, he mentioned that earlier today

[TLOT] Tungsten got as far as asking me for some bedrock to play with before you called for help.

[CP] - I didn't call for help

[TLOT] You know what I mean. Don't be a sourpuss. So whats going on with Aether? That was a lot of puke.

[CP] - I don't know

[Aether] Some small sniffles-

[TLOT] Notices and touches her mind curiously-

[Aether] Just isn't feeling good, it's mostly just an upset stomach-

[TLOT] Someone has a tummyache.

[CP] - No shit

[TLOT] Just checking on the baby! You're touchy today.

[CP] Slight eye twitch-

[TLOT] Eyes narrow - ah... I see the problem. Not enough adult time. Parenting is a full time job.

[CP] - Shut up

[TLOT] I could give her a few drops to settle that out you know...

[CP] - You are not giving my daughter blood

[TLOT] Just thinking aloud. Though you know it wouldn't hurt her in the slightest.

[CP] - I don't want her to get a taste for blood OR coffee

[TLOT] Eyebrow- Worrying about your offspring being bloodthirsty is ironic isn't it?

[CP] - Shut up

[Lie] Is coming back from outside-

[TLOT] Twigs to Lie coming back but doesn't turn around. - what's the matter Cp, you still don't trust me?

[CP] - I'm a fucking creepy pasta TLOT, a violent one.  I can't risk that being passed on to her

[TLOT] Smiles widely. - I knew there was good in you Cp. We just had to dig deep to find it. For what it's worth; I'm proud of you.

[CP] Growls a little as Lie opens the door-

[Lie] - Oh, TLOT.  What are you doing here?

[TLOT] Just came over to give Cp a hand. Aether had a bit of tummy trouble.

[Blake] whines for Lie-

[Lie] - Puking again?  I don't what's causing it...- She goes to release Blake

[Blake] Happy woofing and scampering-

[TLOT] Have you tried just giving her a bit of potion?

[Lie] - I don't even know if that's safe for her...

[TLOT] Tilts his head- she's not a mob.

[Lie] - Yes, but she's so little...

[TLOT] You could have Sweet Alex hug her?

[Lie] Makes a slightly unsure noise-

[CP] Snickers a little- I'm pretty much the only other one she'll allow to hold Aether

[TLOT] Not even Markus?

[Lie] - Well yes him!  He's family...

[TLOT] Looks between them, feeling the undercurrent of frustration- I think both of you may need a break...

[Lie] - Yeah but with her tendencies to catch on fire...

[TLOT] Does it hurt?

[CP] - Nah, her flames aren't hot enough to hurt yet, just scares the shit out of Notch and Stevie

[TLOT] Would you like me to watch her for a bit? Fire doesn't bug me.

[Lie] Hesitates-

[CP] Glances at his wife-

[Lie] - She gets so cold so easily though...

[CP] - I think you forget who is standing in front of us...

[TLOT] Plus I was going to head back to the forge in town to help Tungsten. That's pretty toasty.

[Lie] Is uncertain-

[CP] Sighs and approaches TLOT- I will completely end you if anything happens to her

[TLOT] As if I would ever allow harm to you and Lie's most precious creation.

[CP] Scowls-

[Lie] - Wait, I'll go get her carrier!- Turns and takes a few steps before teleporting

[TLOT] Focuses for a moment, basically telling Steve to meet him in town. he hesitates- did she just..?

[CP] - Has been for a few days, I don't think she's realized yet

[TLOT] Stifes a laugh- Anything that helps her learn I suppose.

[Lie] Teleports back in with the carrier- Okay, I also grabbed a change of clothes, some more diapers, a bottle, and her sheep

[CP] Goes and put Aether in her carrier, gently pushing aside some of her bright red hair-

[TLOT] I'll guard her with my life.

[CP] - You'd better

[TLOT] Smiles knowingly- You two have fun. I'll walk over there, so you won't worry.

[Lie] Watches nervously as TLOT walks off with her child- CP...

[CP] Immediately scoops his wife up and takes her up to the bedroom-

[TLOT] Heads back to town. He gives Steve a kiss as they cross paths in the square. The two re-enter the forge with the baby-

[Tungsten] Oh my goodness! Is that?

[Drillby] She's darling!

[Cheez] 99% eyeballs-

[Winston] - Ah, little Aether

[Aether] Burbles-

[TLOT] Finds a spot to set her carrier down and Steve sits on the floor next to her to entertain her a bit.-

-The forge is nice and warm-

[Copper] A wee lass-

[Aether] Happy squeal and kicks around a little-

[TLOT] The first child of two Herobrines. That we know of at least. - He flips a cobble to bedrock and starts picking pixels off of it.  

[Tungsten] She's got her fathers wild hair.

[Winston] - And his fire

[Aether] Tries gumming her foot-

[Copper] - The wee ones always bring joy and entertainment

[Steve] Those are your toes! I think the real fun will be when she starts learning words.

[Winston] - She is beginning to figure out different sounds

[Steve] Maybe I can help! - He fusses around in his inventory and pulls out some random items -

[TLOT] Ho boy...

[Steve] This is a carrot. caaaar-oot

[Aether] - Ahpbbbbbft

[Drillby] Is giggling - That's so cute.

[TLOT] Is making a pile of bedrock bits-

[Steve] This is wheat, wheeeeat.

[Aether] More non sense-

[Steve] Shows her a lemon, some cheeries, and Drillby's shears, he's just enjoying playing with her.

[Tungsten] Is tracing out a shape and placing the teeny cubes into it's outline as TLOT molds them back together-

[Copper] Glances at the bows- Ye may like to let Aurum out

[TLOT] looks up for a moment and grins hugely. -Aurum doesn't know Cp has a child-

[Tungsten] Smiles as well- I'll get the bow.

[Steve] Giggles sweetly- this should be funny.

[Copper] Steps back to give them room-

[Tungsten] Gives the bow the smallest, artful pluck. His tone is merry and sing-songy- Aurum? Wake up, we have a surprise for you...

[Aurum] Wakes up and stretches- What is it?  A special project?

[Steve] a More like a new friend... - he indicates the smiling baby

[Aurum] Smiles- Aw, look at the tiny one.  Who's is she?  Or did you find her somewhere?

[TLOT] That bit of artful crafting belongs to Lie... And Cp.

[Steve] Aurum, this is Aether.

[Aurum] Tries to keep a straightface but ends up bursting out laughing- Old sourpuss made that!?  Ha!  Oh that is rich!

[TLOT] She's already learned to set herself on fire just like her daddy too, thankfully the flames aren't actually hot... Yet.

[Aurum] - Oh I am not going to let him live this down, for all the times he grumbled about my kids crawling over his feet

8:55 AM] Lie: [Aether] Starts to make a bit of a fussy face, her stomach still not feeling the best-

[Steve] Aww don't be sad. Aurum came out to see you. He's all spooky and translucent, isn't that neat?

[TLOT] She's got a tummy ache. I offered a little blood but Cp practically had a fit. He's rather afraid of her getting a taste for it.

[Aether] Starts crying and accidentally pushes her lamb out of her carrier-

[Tungsten] Reachs down with one huge hand and sets it next to her again- There there. No need to be sad.

[Aether] Catches on fire-

[Steve] Yikes!

[TLOT] Sighs.

[Drilby] HOLY SHIT

[Aether] Is not happy and is pretty much surrounded by unfamiliar people-

[Aurum] - Oh that is most certainly the old grumps kid

[TLOT] Sits on the floor and takes Aether in his arms -You can be firey all you want. Your mom and dad need some alone time or they're both going to explode.

[Aether] Is just wailing-

[TLOT] Looks around with a very serious scowl - none of you saw anything, or else? Get it? - He nips a finger on one of his fangs and a drop of blood wells up on the surface of the skin. He pokes it into her mouth and wipes the tiny drop on her tongue.

[Aether] Makes a face at the taste-

[TLOT] Yeah, I know you're too young for coffee.

[Aether] Fusses and rubs her face-

[TLOT] Gives her the smallest kiss on the forehead. - Feeling better now? - He focuses on turning his glitch up and holds the baby against his warm golden armor.

[Aether] Starts settling down a little and gives a big yawn-

[Winston] - I'm just glad most of the time she has her mother's temperment

[Tungsten] Has gone back to arranging bedrock bits on the table- I wonder how else her mothers part of the crafting will be expressed?

[Steve] She might have red hair, but I bet she'll have a green thumb.

[Copper] - The wee one will certainly have an interesting childhood

[Aurum] Chuckles a little- Just wait till she hits puberty, then her fathers side should come out

[TLOT] Lulling Aether gently- And she'll have all of us to watch over her and teach her how to use any powers that might come out as well.

[Aether] Is getting very sleepy-

[Cheez] Cp is going to freak if she starts dating anyone...

[Winston] - There isn't exactly many options in that department at least

[TLOT] Quietly- Brines are meant to be rare...

[Winston] Winces a little as the wires in his false arm are fully reattatched-

[Tungsten] Sorry.... I'm trying to be gentle.

[Winston] - It's fine, it's not unexpected

[Aether] Finally drifts off-

[Steve] Is just wearing a really sappy smile watching his husband in all his firece and godly regalia holding the tiny sleeping infant.

[TLOT] Look up a little- Bet you never thought we'd get this far with Cp....

[Steve] Well we didn't exactly get off to a flying start.

[Winston] - I believe I heard about that specific incident from the Mistress at some point

[Cheez] The whole village knows... It's a brave Steve who kicks a brine in the cubes.

[Steve] Or a dumb one...

[Aurum] - I don't think I've heard about this?

[Steve] I have this thing about my hair.... I don't like people messing with it and I got cursed to have it super long for a short period of time.... I did some dumb stuff....

[TLOT] Like killed an Enderdragon alone.

[Aurum] - An impressive feat

[Copper] - Indeed

[TLOT] That was Ashe's predessor, later on we found out he was a bit of a dick to the Enderman anyway, so good riddance.

[Winston] - Ashe has grown into a fine young dragon

[Steve] Yaunfen too, and Celine, Crim, Pinwheel, Willow and Oak. We have so many awesome dragons.

[TLOT] Speaking of Pinwheel... I wonder how she's faring with Slender and Mirabella in the house...

[Winston] - She is staying with Dr. Emmerich for now

[Steve] Somehow... I think that's a pretty good match...

[TLOT] They both have a taste for murder.

-There's a thrum of pleased energy that passes over, noticed mostly by TLOT-

[TLOT] Ahh someone got their sweet relief at least. And it's not Doc and Deerheart destroying their playroom in a riot of scales for a change.

[Steve] Snorts with laughter.

[Cheez] Goes pink with embarassment-

[Winston] - Good, both of them have been running themselves near ragged

[TLOT] Hence the reason us babysitting was insisted upon.

[Aurum] - Well, at least the baby is in safe hands

[EAlex] Wanders down to the kitchen and runs into Deerheart- Whoops! Sorry...

[Deer] - Oh hello!  Do you need something?

[EAlex] I wouldn't say no to a little food but I can get it myself.

[Deer] - Nonsense, your a guest here.  I see you've made some changes though

[EAlex] Blushes- I just asked for that one thing for now... I wanted to see how it felt...

[Deer] - Well whatever you decide on, I hope you're happy with it- She pulls out some lemon pies and offers one to EAlex

[Alex] Takes the yellow pie curiously- I feel better... I'm still a bit uncomfortable but I don't want to... move too fast. And there's Licht to consider too. - Their expression is wistful.

[Deer] - Ah yes, the officer

[EAlex] Slumps into a chair and takes a bite of the pie in their hand. - I have feelings and... I'm afraid she'll never feel the same. She's such a mystery.

[Deer] - Well, she's not like the rest of us.  She doesn't have much interest in the world online, nor is she digital in any way.  She's quite literally from a different world

[EAlex] Takes another bite, and mumbles around their food. They're obviously a bit depressed too- I don't know what to do... And her world is so complicated... I tried to make a basement under her hosue so I'd be less in her space and she made me fill it back in again.. something about a landlord. What a terrible thing, someone claiming a patch of ground they don't even need and making people pay to live there...?

[Deer] - Well their world is a lot more crowded and limited too

[EAlex] I keep trying to show her how beautiful our world is.... I keep hoping I'll stir her imagination... it feels so hopeless...

[Deer] - She's set in her ways, and that makes people stubborn, but have you considered how much she might like her life the way it is?- Passes some tea to EAlex as well

[EAlex] I don't want her to change... but I'd like it if I could invite her to play and it would be a thing she'd look forward too. I just want to spend time with her.

[Deer] - She seems more like a lone wolf to me.  She may like being alone

[EAlex] Looks down at whats left of the pie and begins to cry softly.

[Deer] Sits next to her- Just take your time, be there for her as a friend first.  Trying to rush things will only push her away

[EAlex] Puts a hand over their heart cluster - I know... It just hurts right here.

[Deer] Because your hearts want it, just be patient, and things might work out

[EAlex] You're lucky... I've seen the way Doc talks about you. You're their world.

[Deer] - Because I literally am the world

[EAlex] You know what I mean. They love you so much. I hope someone looks at me like that someday.

[Deer] - You'll find out eventually

[EAlex] Shoves the last bit of pie in hir mouth. - Any suggestions apart from that?

[Deer] Thinks for a moment- Instead of only trying to share your interests, try some of hers with her as well

[EAlex] Okay... I'll try. I think I should head back for now. I've been gone for a few days at least...

[Deer] - If you want, I've already white listed you so you can return whenever you want.

[EAlex] Thank you Deerheart. - Xe cleans the tears away with the edge of hir shirt, and stands up to make the opening. It takes a lot of effort but xe makes it through and peeks out of Licht's computer.

[Licht] Had only just gotten home and is putting some stuff away-

[EAlex] Moves to Licht's phone and watches her quietly-

[Licht] Seems mostly relaxed and hums a bit to herself before pulling a book off of her bookshelf to read-

[EAlex] Tries to see the books title-

-It's a cheesy romance novel-

[EAlex] Retreats back to the computer and opens a browser window.  Xe looks up the author and reads a bunch of summaries, then reviews and then hacks into the site itself and starts skim-reading a digital copy of the same book-

[Licht] Reads for quite a while before her phone goes off-

[EAlex] Can faintly hear her on the phone from the other room-

[Licht] - Yeah sure, I'll come in...  Are you positive about that?...  Yeah, gimme like fifteen minutes and I'll be there

[EAlex] Slips back onto the phone and hides behind the wallpaper, xe's still reading but along for the ride now-

[Licht] Grabs her gear for work and heads out to her car.  She makes the short drive to the precinct.  She enters the building and is handed some files and given a quick degriefing.  It's a missing childs case-

[EAlex] Still reading and listening. Xe's wondering if there's any way xe can help as well.

[Licht] Goes over what they know, from what the father says, a random couple kidnapped his child from the street after they had left a restaurant-

[EAlex] Searches around to see if there are any security cam feeds in the vicinity-

[Licht] Inquires about camera's and a coworker responds that the restaruant camera's only show the father and daughter leaving and heading towards the nearby city park-

[EAlex] Starts searching other electronics for any clues as well-

[Licht] Gets to work on her computer first-

[EAlex] Comes up empty and decides to just finish hir book for now.

[Licht] Spends several hours looking at information and is exhausted by the time she heads back to her car to go home-

[EAlex] Goes to the computer again and looks for just the right background photo. When Licht finally walks by the computer, the wallpaper is a luscious photo of a huge bundle of heritage roses with a wide silk ribbon encircling them.

[Licht] Gives a tired smile- Evening EAlex

[EAlex] Slinks into the frame. - I was thinking of you... I practiced long and hard with BEN and I can get around the electronics much more easily now.

[Licht] - That's good, so no more cables?

[EAlex] No more cables, and... I got rid of something else too.... - They stand up straighter so Licht can see their now flat chest. - Just the top... for now...

[Licht] - Does it make you feel better not having those?

[EAlex] Yes. They felt bad. And it made me feel bad about myself.

[Licht] - Then I'm glad you're feeling better

[EAlex] How about you? How are you feeling?

[Licht] - Stressed, there's currently a missing child

[EAlex] Is there anything I can do to help?

[Licht] - Well unless you can find a camera that actually saw the event...

[EAlex] Do you have a file with all the basic info in it?

[Licht] - Of course, I sent it to my private email

[EAlex] Mind if I pick through it?

[Licht] - Go ahead

[EAlex] Is reading and already thinking. - I know this is gonna sound dumb... but... we kinda know multiple psychics. Is there any way to get a hold of something we could take to one of them?

[Licht] - I'll see what evidence brings in tomorrow

[EAlex] So... uh... read any good books lately?

[leonbastralle]

I Feel Like I’ve Missed A Week - Replies

tumblr has been very hungry for comments again so I don’t know if I got them all :/

alfalfalegacy replied to your photoset  “newsflash: aureus miracle still sucks at video games”

Don't drag him like this 

he is my most precious tiger and I will absolutely drag him whenever I want to because I LOVE HIM

melien replied to your photoset

I look at him and I feel warm and fuzzy help

ashfmbaksjfbaksjfbaksjfbasasd AAAA I CAN’T HELP BUT THIS IS GREAT

melien replied to your photoset “Charlotte: Yes, sweetie, I did. You’re not all that plain, you know?...”

Connie: yo your one hot hot baby

I’m so proud of her she’s so good at this

melien replied to your photoset “S: Hey, buddy. What’s wrong? You seem bl…I mean, down today. G: It’s...”

Brooooooooomance

I love that this happened tbh...everyone else just always ends up insulting Shine? He’s the only one who rly gets along with him and it’s beautiful Shine deserves a good work buddy

melien replied to your post “I feel lost”

I'm late with starbucks as usual but if you still feel lost you can have a hug! And if you're feeling better you can still have a hug

THIS IS THE CUTEST THING EVER AAAAA ;_; yes I’d like a hug but I have a cold so you gotta be careful! Also you too deserve a huuuge hug for all that catching up ;_;

melien replied to your photoset “G: I felt the same way about Mel and Pathi at first. But let me tell...”

Can I tell you one thing? You always handle these Important Convos in the best possible way and I just need more of them in my life

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA????????? I’M

AHFBAJHSGFBAJSHGBAJSHBAJSHFASD

I hope I can cater to your needs friend ;_; I need to cherish this comment forever

melien replied to your photoset

Their hugs always melt my heart a little bit because they're so good and pure

;_; they’re great huggers there’s so much hugging in this household and just...everywhere this save never fails to warm my heart

amixofpixels replied to your photoset

He does have a wonderful face.

I know, I know ;)

twinsimskeletons replied to your photoset

this face

it does things to me

asfmhasnfjkansfgas are you ok auntie???

bouquet-of-scissors replied to your photoset “Shimmer: Hey, bro! What happened to your beard? Sparkle: I love it!...”

#flowerbeardforever <3

sadly not forever (it’s glitching on some work outfits so I didn’t keep it for too long) but it will certainly be back!

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset “T: Good to see you in one piece, papa! A: Hah, yeah. I’m glad too....”

theyre so cute i die

add protective!trellis to anything to make it 10 times cuter also add stupid shiny ex president to anything to make it 50 times cuter add both to get a cutesplosion

sugarsimms replied to your photoset “It’s been too long.”

<3 <3

i knOWWWW MY FAVE ;_;

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset “HAPPY TWO MONTHS SNOWDRIFTICUSVERSARY!!! I thought as a celebration...”

also dang snowdrift i too want a boyfriend face shirt

step 1: get a boyfriend with a good face

step 2: get an awesome friend with skills to surprise you with a shirt on your birthday so hard that you forget how to breathe

i hope this guide was helpful!!!

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset “HAPPY TWO MONTHS SNOWDRIFTICUSVERSARY!!! I thought as a celebration...”

i know im a filthy but are u sure its not that????? not a lil bit of.......... ne ck....... st uff???

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset “THIS IS NOT A DRILL!!! I REPEAT, THIS IS NOT A DRILL! FLAMEUS IS...”

!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :oo

;) !!!!!

monets-pixels replied to your photoset “G: I know you’ve been working a lot of overtime to fix up the...”

Why do I have a bad feeling about this..... You wouldn't do anything to them, would you?

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset “G: I know you’ve been working a lot of overtime to fix up the...”

djsdhfdsfdhfdhsdfsfdhdfs WHATS GOING ON LAZURITE WHAT AR E U DOING

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset “S: Hey buddy! Feeling better today? G: Uh, sure! What…happened to your...”

:o never trust an offer by a lazurite

guys i pROMISE THERE IS NO NEED TO WORRY ;_; these two will be safe i just wanted them out of the house (rude i know) and i thought why not make another dream come true for my soft flower boy?

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset “?: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeey boss, since when are you so hot? S: It seems the...”

ew leave my son alone pls

i know i know theyre all crazy for him its terrible

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset “A flowery scientist is on the loose! (and special thanks to...”

im SO IN LOVE IM CRYING THIS SOFT BOY

sAME

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset “Shine: Hey, I know you kinda hate me and the feeling is mutual, but my...”

ur gotdang right and im also crying kill him shine

im sorry but thats not happening thats not the murder plot

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset “Shine: Hey, I know you kinda hate me and the feeling is mutual, but my...”

(U CAN FALL IN LOVE WIT UR NEMESIS)

(I SURE LOV TO PUT BRACKETED HINTS IN TAGS)

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset “C: Good, thank you. T: How good exactly? You WERE out, after all, and...”

yeeeeeees IM SO READY FOR THIS IVE BEEN WAITING FOR FLOWERBEARD SHINE

GHNVAFJAHBSJKAHBSGJAHBSGJAHSASD I HOPE ITS ENOUGH MAN

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset “T: Can you believe that? As if it was my fault they can’t afford good...”

i cant believe the amount of savagery in this family....... i lov them so much

me too man...idk where it came from but now that its there i lov it and wish id gone full murder plot just to explore the full extent of savagery

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset “Charlotte: Alright, Connie. Thank you for this afternoon, I had a...”

me too man me too

;)

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset “Charlotte: Hey, look! This cloud looks like a cowplant! Conifer: Ohhhh...”

SOFSDFJFD in portugal we say "só precisas de amor e uma cabana" which is more or less all u need is love and a cabin so are they gonna bangaroni there??

ok bUT HOW IS YOUR LANGUAGE SO GR8????? this is som wisdom i wholeheartedly agree with

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset “Charlotte: That must be tough. I can’t judge, I have no...”

chARLOTTES HONESTY IM CRYING THIS IS SO GOOD

THANK U THANK U THANK U

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset “Conifer: Anyway, now that you’ve gotten past the big reveal, I feel...”

makes sense shed b a nurse bc everytime i see charlotte im like hELLO NURSE

<.<

tbh all i can think of lately when i hear the word nurse is that one boss art video and it aint so pleasant

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset

charlottes :o face......... it totally gives me lyfe

did u mean: any charlotte face

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset “Charlotte: Ahhhhhhh there is nothing quite like a sunny afternoon...”

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAA SO CUUUTE

I KNOW

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset “San Maraschino Meadows Tuesday, 2.56 pm”

charlotte is scoping dat ass *eye emoji*

dO SHE GOT DA BOOTY?

twinsimskeletons replied to your photoset “HAPPY TWO MONTHS SNOWDRIFTICUSVERSARY!!! I thought as a celebration...”

bat...fucking?

(please don’t freak out it doesn’t happen but yes this is a line this exists)

twinsimskeletons replied to your post “.”

why were you determined never to listen to them again??

I’m crying it was so dumb and I’m still really ashamed I don’t know Jan2017!Annie who is she

amixofpixels replied to your photoset “HAPPY TWO MONTHS SNOWDRIFTICUSVERSARY!!! I thought as a celebration...”

Kinky shit, the best thing in the list by far. XD

really?

monets-pixels replied to your photoset “HAPPY TWO MONTHS SNOWDRIFTICUSVERSARY!!! I thought as a celebration...” 

Cuties 

yes. yes yeS YES YES

simphonics replied to your photoset “A flowery scientist is on the loose! (and special thanks to...”

Ahhh what a cutie pie! 😍

it works so well ♥

bouquet-of-scissors replied to your photoset “Shine: Hey, I know you kinda hate me and the feeling is mutual, but my...”

It's poisoned

I will forever be known as that one simblr who keeps dragging Salim, won’t I? XD

amixofpixels replied to your photoset “S: Okay this is getting creepy…he won’t leave me alone.”

It's the beard, Shine, it's the beard.

certainly.

amixofpixels replied to your photoset “A flowery scientist is on the loose! (and special thanks to...”

Look at that little flower crown beard. It does confuse me on how it's staying up. Sims logic.

same, but I just REALLY had to use it it’s the most Shine beard I’ve ever seen

bouquet-of-scissors replied to your photoset “T: Can you believe that? As if it was my fault they can’t afford good...”

"Want me to freeze them?" ily shine xD

same

monets-pixels replied to your photoset  “Charlotte: Alright, Connie. Thank you for this afternoon, I had a...”

Taking a mini gaycation

I like that word :o tho depending on who you’d ask they would be more likely to either call it a pancation or a nothingwilleverhappenimsafecation

monets-pixels replied to your photoset “C: Good, thank you. T: How good exactly? You WERE out, after all, and...”

I'm ready

we are all ready ;) just my queue isn’t

monets-pixels replied to your photoset “T: Can you believe that? As if it was my fault they can’t afford good...”

Yes Connie how was your gay- I mean day

monets-pixels replied to your photoset

My babe ❤❤❤

♥

amixofpixels replied to your post “Flirtyplies & Seriousplies & Other”

Third, I was worried my booty comment was too inappropriate, so I'm glad you liked it.

I will always like inappropriate comments if they’re not hurtful ;)

amixofpixels replied to your post “Flirtyplies & Seriousplies & Other”

Second, which comment you say? The never listening to FOB contemplation. how dare...

is it bad that I had no idea YOU listened to them? :o

amixofpixels replied to your post  “Flirtyplies & Seriousplies & Other”

There are a few things I would like to say, first, there is no anger, but as stated I will not apologize for the spam.

you call this a spam? friend please we were both here for Robins gen 1 and know what really deserves to be called a spam