#im like the space core from portal

[wuwubean]

i was too busy getting ready for class to watch the juice launch live, but don’t get me wrong i am so happy both for the obvious 17776 reasons, but also just… space!!! i love space!!! go give us some great info on jupiter’s moons, juice!!!

[spaghettiplaysguitar]

apollo better than me if i was him in dd i wouldve started killing ppl

[edsnotden]

some portal gijinkas or. whatever the word is!

theyre a few weeks old and i'd def want to redraw alot of these i used the same fucking pose for two characters (poses are hard ok) but i still like em. i think i jsut specifically want to redraw virgils idk why i always have trouble drawing him 💀💀💀💀

glados was there for each one bc i wanted sizing consistensy but i ended up just. forgetting to follow that so ignore her and ignore the heights of the other two sheets....

some other art god im so tired . omg i need to make a new grady sheet omggggggg

[wandixx]

Prompt For Dc-x-Dp With M’gann and Danny M’gann didn't expect to be dealing with Random Lazurus Green Portals forming around mars, but since she's Nearby mars she gets to deal with it... and their's An Alien with snow white hair Fighting A Glowing Vampire who's raving about Fathers and mothers?? Danny Is in such a Mood, He's on mars, which is a plus, but He's Fighting Vlad On Another 'Join me! Let me remove Jack from this plain of Reality!' and Honestly The Portals are throwing him off, Just... Bad memories, And Then, becuase of fucking course Something else happened, Vlad Gets Decked in the face and sent flying. "hey, So im going to guess that The Vampire is The Evil one here?" The Green woman asked, while Looking at Danny. While Vlad is growling and about to Throw A Red Ecto-blast at M’gann Danny gets in the way with a shield and responds. "yeah, arch nemisis and all, how are you even out here? or breathing?" M’gann Just Shrugged and said, "Well Home is home and all." Before flying to go Deck the Vampire and all. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ hope this is enough for you to Work some magic and all. and as for some extra stuff you could use, maybe danny has a Space obsesion, and His Protective stuff is Becuase of the Type of spirit he is half of? And maybe An Ice core Could be fun to go with? Ghost prince territory? with danny not wanting to be ghost king just yet. ideas for ya to use.

It's such a cool concept! I didn’t fit Ghost Prince in, but I hope you'll like what I did

*****

Danny was going to strangle Vlad, all subtleties of ghost powers no withstanding. He needed the brutal power that just wasn't fully there even when using more offensive abilities, like ecto-blasts.

He had been having a good day. Okay, maybe not a good day, it's been a long time since he had an actually good one, but a decent day. One, that seemed to start out calm, with all of his typical rogues stuck in Zone recent enough they shouldn't get out today specifically. It was Saturday, so no school, and for once his homework wasn't swallowing him, so he had a bit of time to breathe. And prepare college applications, because his grades got to an appropriate level again and he actually got a shot in academic career. No chance for scholarship like Jazz, but he could go if he played his cards right.

And then, of course, Vlad had to come into his room to harass him again. This time with the added flair of a portal gun he made for some freaking reason.

This time Danny wasn't even trying to piss Vlad off, in the love of Ancients, he tried to ignore the other halfa even when he showed up in his room, raving about removing Jack Fenton from this plane of reality. Craving to deck the guy right then and there was enormous but Jazz was on him about controlling his ✨️displaced aggression✨️ and his anger in general, so he was trying to tune Vlad out. He carefully didn't even think about transforming into Phantom. Especially since both of his parents were safe, a few states away on some ghost hunting convention that Danny managed to skip by the power of ‘I can't take more days off school, sorry I messed up my attendance early in the year’.

Well, they would be, if Vlad, being the obsessed creep he was, didn't try to follow them with a portal gun.

Danny was still willing to ignore it all, because Vlad was a loser and chances that he made something so complicated work properly were only slightly above chances his parents had. And both of them were tripping hazards in hell.

But then Vlad started blasting around his room to egg him on and hit his Curiosity rover model.

Phantom tackled him before the bastard had time to smirk. They phased through the wall, because otherwise Vlad’s back would smash into Lego Saturn V and boy was not looking forward to even more damage. His white gloved hands pressed Plasmius against the cold floor. It looked promising. Over the years he got to a relatively similar level as Vlad with his fighting abilities so getting advantage so early could in theory mean it would be over soon and he would get back to his applications.

He forgot how to breathe for a moment when he was pushed through a portal. Some most instinctual part of him, deep in his core, fell to the mindless panic because He died this way! He died this way, was he able to survive it again?! Without thinking he lashed out, trying to scratch and bite and blast because he needed to get out, he needed to get away but danger was in front of him and he needed to get rid of the danger before he could escape to safety. And Vlad kept teasing him, like he didn't know fully well what portals did to Phantom, to Danny, like he wasn't breaking the most basic rules of the anarchist ghost society.

So Phantom kept trying to punch and kick and scream, trying to get away from green ovals that just kept appearing around them leading to who knows where.

Powerful blast to the chest sent him flying back, through the portal and down to the ground, which at some point became asphalt instead of wheat field. He was too frazzled to even try stopping his fall, just half heartedly tensed waiting for an impact.

It never came, because he was caught by static. Men in red (Flash he'd realize second too late, Flash) send him a concerned smile and asked about something but Plasmius was trying to duplicate, no doubt to overshadow actual hero and it wasn't the way Phantom wanted to be introduced to the Justice League so he jumped forward, sending both halfas through another portal.

It was easier this time, when he expected it but his hands were still shaking when he put them in fists. He could handle it though. He fought in much worse circumstances.

They spawned through a few more portals, almost threw worried looking Superman off the sky and barely not killed some of Aquaman's dolphins before something changed. Phantom didn't realize it at first, too focused on rapid fire from Plasmius and on the constant lookout for new portals, but something changed.

His next blast hit the target and left charcoal black burn and almost fire in its wake. It wasn't something that happened normally. It wasn't something that happened normally unless Danny's obsessions were being served. He wasn't protecting anyone but himself, which didn't fill the protection obsession, so that left…

Space.

Oh.

He was on Mars. Or well, a bit above.

It was mesmerizing. It was breathtaking. It was everything he wished for ever since he learned about other planets in kindergarten.

Sky was a pinkish red color that on Earth meant a beautiful clear sunset but here was just the middle of the day. He didn't see the sun itself, apparently lucky enough to have his back to it. It wouldn't be brighter than at home, obviously, but it was always nice to not be blinded when admiring the view.

The landscape below them seemed familiar. He probably saw it in some photo, but he couldn't remember which one. He couldn't help but try to remember. He wanted to know where was he, what he'd seen, what he'd touched, later when he was in his room, longing to get out here again.

In his almost trance he just about ignored the blast that flew past his ear like an annoying pest.

He had the name of this rock formation on the tip of his tongue! C'mon, brain, you could do it, you could remem-

Even he couldn't ignore the burning pain of the ecto blast straight to the shoulder.

“Listen to me, Little Badger!” Plasmius yelled before dodging ice javelin. Phantom made sure it evaporated before hitting the ground. He was not letting other planet become collateral damage in whatever mess Vlad wanted to stir this time.

He carefully didn't look around when they teleported next time, aware just enough to know they were still on Mars. It wasn't a good moment to sooth his neglected obsession.

Being mad that this was probably the only chance he got out there helped. It definitely reignited the absolute fury, before muted by the panic and then obsession trance.

Phantom wasn't sure what he was yelling back as Plasmius went on and on about killing Danny's dad and marrying his mom and adopting Danny and how ‘look Little Badger, you and I both see how much better off you'd be if you just joined me and let me teach you’. He just knew there was little other than obscenities, and it was paired with an array of blasts and ice and straight up punches when he got close, which was good enough.

Oh, how he wished he could strangle the pathetic vampire lookalike bastard.

Something green and indigo sent Plasmius crashing into the ground.

“Hey, so I'm going to guess that the vampire is The Evil one here?” Feminine voice asked in clear English. Danny took a moment to just stare, blinking rapidly to make sure he saw what he thought he saw.

Yup, that was certainly The Miss Martian, an alien heroine, whose action figure he displayed at the most honorable place of his room. The Miss Martian he tried to learn everything about when she debuted. The Miss Martian whose powers were so similar he used footage from her fights to learn himself. His biggest inspiration.

Dope.

Wait, she asked him a question, didn't she? It was not the time to be a fanboy, probably.

Yeah, no it was definitely not a time to be a fanboy, he decided, right when he threw a shield in front of her, because Vlad didn't take kindly to being interrupted. It really was the least he deserved.

“Yeah, arch nemesis and all that. If I may ask, what are you doing here, Miss Martian, ma'am? I thought you lived full time on Earth?”

“Well, home is home and all” she just said wistfully and telepathically threw a rock to Vlad's stomach, making it follow until it hit the mark, right before another stone hit him in the unprotected back.

And here Danny thought he got over his celebrity crush back when he was sixteen.

Good thing though, another person in the fight made his protection obsession rear back to life, the fact that she was an alien only helping as his space side zeroed on her too. It was useful to not get distracted by glimpses of the world around them.

Of course Vlad just duplicated to make the chances ‘equal’ once again, so the fight dragged on.

Miss Martian just kept being graceful like a supernova, beautiful and destructive.

Danny hoped he didn’t look as embarrassingly pathetic as he thought he did. What were the chances she didn’t see when he took the blast to the arm because he got distracted by pretty rocks?

Plasmius kept taunting, calling him Daniel because of course secret identities or prefered names don't matter when you have to harass the teenager.

Phantom decked him extra hard for that.

At least he didn’t try to use his portal gun again, too busy with fighting off both of them.

Kick, dodge blast, ice, shield for Miss Martian, ice because how dare he attack an alien, dodge, intangibility.

Was it or was it not a good idea to use Ghost Wail and be done with that.

“I've got an idea, cover for me for a minute, okay?”

“Sure” Did he sound too eager? He wanted to keep it cool at least outwardly, not mess up his first and perhaps last impression.

Wait, shit, Martians can read minds! Miss Martian probably already knows how big of a mess he was.

Shit, shit, shit.

Phantom dutifully shielded heroine as she levitated with her eyes closed, at the same time keeping constant assault on Vlad. It was getting exhausting. At least he could go home fast when the fight ended.

“Do you want me to make him indefinitely indisposed or is it too much for you?” Miss Martian suddenly asked. Danny froze for almost a minute before he choked out.

“What do you mean?”

“I can rip his mind apart, leave his body alive but useless without any thought to lead it, but I know some people find it uncomfortable even when it happens to villains”

For a moment, in the midst of fanboying, he forgot how terrifying set of powers she had.

“Please don't” After all, ghosts are their minds, and despite how despicable things Vlad did, no one deserved fate of completely not existing.

“Alright. Is enhancing his experience of pain okay with your moral code?”

“Yeah, I think”

“Done,” she said with a smile, and despite how terrifying he was of her just a few seconds ago, he had to admit, this smile was gorgeous.

After that, it took, like, three punches before Vlad bailed. Which was good.

What was less good, was the fact that the portal he used to escape closed before Danny could go through it. He just stared for a long moment, blinking quickly. He wanted to scream. Or cry. Or both. Both was good.

“So, Daniel…?”

Danny winced and looked back at Miss Martian.

“Danny. Or Phantom. Nobody calls me Daniel”

She nodded with a friendly smile. Good thing they were flying, because his knees got weak for a hot second.

“Alright. I'm M’gann”

“Should you tell me this?”

“I know your name,” she shrugged. “It's only fair that you know mine. It's not a name I use on Earth anyway”

“Um, sure, okay. It's nice to meet you M’gann” Was this too stiff? He had no idea how he was supposed to interact with heroes who just shared their identity. For no reason too, because c'mon, she didn't know him. Why would she do it?!

“Are you from Earth? You speak English”

“Yeah, USA, Illinois. That bastard teleported us around and of course left me stranded”

“It's your lucky day then, I was about to head back, I can take you with me”

There was no universe in which he wouldn’t agree.

[theredponcho]

I finally finished watching all 7 seasons of 2003 tmnt. I like the series as a whole and it might be my favorite iteration now but idk I might have to rewatch it again. Story wise I think its my favorite iteration. If were talking animation and comedy then rottmnt is my favorite.

Spoilers under the keep reading ⬇️

My favorite turtle in this iteration has to be Donnie. He was really intresting and I liked his personality a lot. It could also be that Im bias in my opinion since before I watched the series I was reading the fic Ghost in a Shell which was also one of the reasons why I decided to binge watch the series in the first place so who knows.

The shredder reminded me a lot of william afton from fnaf since…He always comes back. I swear they did everything to that guy and he just kept coming back. Decapitation, drowning/fire damage, electricution, and dragons??? Don't even get me started on stockman. It gave me flash backs to 2012 splinter. But 2012 splinter didn’t dye more so was assumed dead except for the ending and that one time in the space arc. I could go on a whole tangent talking about 2012 tmnt but we would be here all day. Maybe I’ll make a post on my thoughts on that if I feel like it.

I wish we could have seen more of cyberspace and learned more about how the future worked. I also would have liked to see more of professor honey cut he was cool.

I still have questions that were left unanswered mostly about the last season.

Did Serlion the future robot ever make it back to the future. I assumed he did eventually since it would probably screw up the time line or be very dark if he did end up staying in the present. Plus it would add a lot of plot holes.

What was that 3V3 shredder fight all about? During the begging of season 7 went viral was messing around with the time portal and sending the guys to different points in the past we saw a moment were 3 or 4 shredders were fighting each other along with a lot of foot clan members and I assumed that we would see this near the end of the season and this was just for shadowing what was gonna come and be the final epic fight because brain wash guy was their and the next episode after that we actually get to formally meet brain wash guy and we met a shredder that was basically resserected and they still needed to make a time portal which leaves room for more shredders to make a appearance. Idk maybe they just ran out of time and couldn’t do it so they just ended on the wedding and killed cyber shredder early or something.

Who in there right mind decide to change the turtles eyes and give them pupils in season 7? Im not mad I’m just disappointed. I didn’t mind the art style change in season 6. Sure it took some getting use to but I was able to get use to it after a while and find things I liked about it but I never really got over the pupils thing.

Is the shredder actually dead? The main core/program of the shredder is still tenically in cyberspace it wasn’t deleted (as far as im awear) so does that mean the shredder could still come back if he wanted to?

I would like to end this post on a cute picture of the guys if you read this far thank you. ❤️

[bluisbeingstupid]

i lvoe space so much, my obsession iwith it mostly started because of space core from portal and sun and moon from sceurity breach but besides that i like it because its jsut so interesting and stuff theres so many unknown things about it and most things we say about it are like mostly theories or assumptions like the big bang we jsut kinda guessed thats how the universe was formed!! andand theres things in outer space that break space time like black holes and many other things its just so vast and big we could explore it forever i love space its so cool it it just be like "im gonna make a star!!" and then a star is born!! and then it'll soon die and BOOM!!! SUPERNOVA!!!!! then it turns into a black hole bababbasahaba ehajaasjaa omg and look how pretty it is !!!

look!! look!! ar you looking!! aaaa space is so pretty i love space!! babababa

[blackvahana]

thoughts on realm creation, or specifically what im calling (for now) fae realm creation. dont take this as teaching, im making notes of my own thoughts on this from my own experience

Its very similar to making a body, in that its a specific type of body that is not one's body. Its like inversion, like your body exploding as its pulled from starship to space. More so its not that, if you make a realm of your body - possible, not necessarily recommended - you're not doing what im talking about. But its an extension, loosely, of what we can do with our own bodies in the astral. Consciousness and Matter, bodies are made of something, and that something is shaped by Consciousness. If a body is personal Consciousness and personal Matter, the fae realm is environment-self Consciousness and environment-self Matter at least in the beginning. The idea is, like shed skin cells become dust, like a baby is expelled and becomes an independent person, the initial programming of the instinct we have to realm-weave unfolds into a realm

Its like a third function of the body if we list having a body and making children of our race, its a third thing. Like a spider can sustain itself, create children, or create a web. Its a function and impulse of fae (of various types? note to self, is there more of a connection between void fae and fae fae than the naming conventions... probably yes, probably the "fae" part refers to being part of nature/water/air/void/etc which is what causes this third function) to form a web-like environment to be inhabited. This is holes in tree trunks turning into royal courts and extensive forests, this is rock pools becoming oceanic cities, and so on. I'd reckon fae are considered small because of this web-weaving where yes, if a human sees an entire court in a trunk hole they could only imagine it being small. More to that, but its a passing thought.

Regardless... Fae - beings who are part nature, part "being" - theres no "parts", theyre whole, but for an external audience Ill illustrate it like that - naturally have both a "make child (being)" and a "make child (nature)" impulse. Probably not all of them, nature always varies and contradicts its own laws, but that I would imagine is why we get the impulse to weave our webs

One thing to talk about is the coding of the realm itself. The realm is expelled, and is not a body of the fae. Well, it sort of is, or can be, but like a child is of the parents but is also an individual and may be more or less cut off from the parents, the realm itself sustains itself even after the death of the architect. This is because it gains a core True Name, a term i use fo r the base resonance and anchor of the entire "soul" of something. It becomes a record in the Records, it becomes written into existence, catalogued with its own identity and name - but since its weird to mix fae self things with Sky Librarian self Im going to change the language and paradigm here... It sustains itself in the way children do, reality works like that. Probably the most fae answer i could give here, so Ill chew it with my teeth so its easier to digest: It sustains itself because its a thing. Like a web can exist without the spider because its expelled into reality, the realm is woven outside the fae and becomes sustained by the same laws that sustain nature, leading to the furthering of this fae=nature tie. They are nature, they are sustained by natures laws and sustain nature's laws, this is a part of it

This and the rest of the post though lead into an important question: "where are realms", because even if you gloss over the fact that that entire court and forest cant fit "inside" the trunk, some realms are not attached to portals and are instead more attached to general coordinates - the likes of which are used in teleportation. You grab hold of the "signature" of a place and time and pull yourself into it, and realms have their own signatures and co-ordinates. But also... Its important to understand that there is no "where" in the greater cosmos apart from relations to other things, all things map to other things and nothing else. North is North because its the direction to the north pole, but if you delete all Matter in the universe, all stars, planets, nebulae, etc, you will have no up, down, there, here, etc. As long as you have your body there will be a hand, head, and so on, but then when thats gone too there is no movement and so on. Realms... Well, they function the same way nature functions. They exist in relation to things

Realms exist in relation to many things. Plants exist outside and in them. Sometimes realms hold plants of very similar or maybe even the same type as ones outside them, depending on circumstance (you cant grow italian herbs in irish bog soil, things are how they are in nature because of where they are), but also time, space, air flow - clear, or light blue air like on earth - and so on all can exist in realms as they learn from, and write in the language of, nature. Relations are the name of the game, the realm defined by replication of other spaces and... characteristically im bored of typing now and going back home. byeee

[ghost--core]

HELLO MAC PLS PLS PLS TELL ME MORE ABOUT MAI I AM KIND OF IN LOVE WITH HER I THINK.......... u had me as soon as i heard small town ufo type beat 👀

OK OK OK OK THE BASICS.

Sammy and Neil Parker r brothers living in a small desert town (does not have a name yet bc I'm bad at those. thinking a one word adjective name like Oasis or Radiant or smth like that. Some beautiful word and then u look at the town and it's . tiny and a desert. that kinda vibe)

Sammy is a college dropout, working as a mechanic to earn money to take care of himself & his brother. he knows SO much abt machines and how they work he's rlly good at that. He is very much a realist and doesn't indulge in fantasy or anything like that. he does not believe in aliens or ghosts or anything. UNLIKE. his little brother

Neil is likeee 14-15 and OBSESSED with space. he loves aliens and space travel it's basically all he ever talks abt. He's kinda like the boy who cried wolf tho bc every time there's a meteor shower hes convinced a ufo is crashing and drags sam out in the desert at ungodly hours of the night to look for the crash site. ofc they never find anything.. until they do

Mai is on the run from the rest of her planet- she tried to stage a one-man revolution in order to take over her own home planet which. obviously failed. so she stole a ship and ran and ended up on earth :] she's bad at flying though and crashed the ship out in the middle of the desert.

blah blah plot stuff happens Mai realizes if she can't become queen overlord of her home planet maybe she can conquer earth instead. she learns abt bees and ants and how their little bug societies are 'ruled' by queens and it goes to her head a little bit. She's like evil >:] energy but also she's basically harmless bc she's not reallyyyyy. good at anything hBGNDNSS.

she needs sammy to fix her ship bc they're a mechanic, sammy is rightfully scared out of his MIND at first but neil is absolutely fucking enamored with a REAL ALIEN being in their house. neil eventually befriends Mai bc she's not as evil as she says she is and Sammy warms up to them too.

he basically has to learn how alien technology works from scratch though bc mai is no help ("I had more important things to learn about than spaceships obviously. do I look like a nerd to you") so it takes a REALLY long time to fix her ship.

Eventuallyyyy when it does get fixed mai is less concerned w taking over a society and being an evil overlord and more concerned w like....exploring space and finding new planets and things like that. (she's still evil tho dw :). neil has just rubbed off on her). so when she leaves she offers to take neil and sammy with her. spoilers tho. neil stays on earth and sam leaves w her.

[wuwubean]

me: :(

pictures of space:

me: OMG SPACE IS SO PRETTY EVERYTHING IS RIGHT WITH THE WORLD :D

[froggyplanet4269]

portal slice of life anime when

ok so I'm gonna go ham with hcs now hold on

much better

ok so chell is the mc (obv) and she's the New Girl in Aperture College or High School or whatever you prefer because I'm fucking indecisive

she's mute and speaks sign language but also draws on a portable dry-erase board (it's a hell to animate/draw but ok)

idk much about what to do with her but she's aware of everything even tho she isn't. she also narrates everything in her thoughts so we CAN hear her voice but not actually talking with anyone, similarly to the disastrous life of saiki k

she also likes girls (it's important ok)

glados is the girlboss of the place

she has connections all over the school, and knows everything about everyone, and uses that to her advantage.

she's also the school council's prez-o-dent (yeah). being in her place is basically like being an omnipotent goddess lol

she's a gifted kid, and actually skipped an entire grade because of that (she's chell's age, but she's just a grade higher). but even with that, she's very mean and takes her anger out on you through her passive-aggressive remarks.

oh and she's making the portal gun and gets chell to test it for her (that's like. a big plot thing)

also chell glados gay girl crush stuff happens too

wheatley is chell's new neighbor and she hopes he dies (/j). also his parents traumatized him through emotional abuse and all that (yeah the scientists are his parents ig). so he's also fucked up too.

he sucks at his studies and chell and grady have to tutor him and stuff. (IM NOT GOING TO LET YOU STARVE GRADLEY ENJOYERS)

he's also in the drama club because IM in the drama club.

grady, virgil, rainbow, mel and nigel go all to another class in the same year

grady is also working on some inventions with virgil too. (they're tech bros)

these inventions go on to be the turrets, and they have a whole episode in which they go rogue and have to stop them from trying to kill everyone

this doesn't stop grady and wheatley from seeing each other cuz they met in some computer class or something

everyone knows they're pining for each other except for themselves. and also wheatley told chell about him liking grady and at some point they have like an entire Operation dedicated to them confessing or whatever

dunno much about nigel, mel or rainbow so they're just there. hanging out. vibing even.

rick, fact core (nathan) and space core (pluto) are besties fr

rick is an absolute WHORE and he's flirting with like. so many people. (and sometimes dating them too). he also likes nathan but doesn't want to to ruin their friendship by saying anything about it

nathan is in the Science club and in the council at the same time (boyboss) and he admires glados a lot (platonically). he's pluto's elder brother figure

pluto is the founder of the Space club, and is trying to get people in it. he loves astronomy in general and yknow. he's vibing

alma and rose are in the botanic AND science clubs and are girlbossing and love each other so much <3

[doctorwhoisadhd]

ive come up with a blaseball au that works!

future humans living far in the future on a melting pot style planet that started with originally mostly earth refugees on a generation ship who were helped by another civilization to terraform an uninhabited asteroid to be their new home

some people created new cities on the planet (hades, core, etc) and some cultures remain alive and well (hawai'i is an archipelago around a volcano that was terraformed to be a little less active so the kānaka maoli people on the refugee ship could live in a place that was similar to their original home!)

blaseball is partially misremembered from baseball and partially evolved from it 17776 style. lots of different species live on the planet, so lots of different species play blaseball!

then once im there i can just come up with dr who style sci fi explanations for things, for example:

the grand unslam: during a game in Los Angeles, a player hit a grand slam where the ball went far enough to go through a window in a nearby building: a research facility doing work w/ dimensional mechanics. they had an experimental machine in construction which could create some sort of SMALL extradimensional space / portal between dimensions / smth like that (im talking SMALL, like abt the size of a coffee mug, or... a baseball). nothing went wrong immediately, but after a little bit the whole city went dark... & so did every other city where a blaseball game was happening. ballpark attendees lost ~3hrs & would all report having the same... dream? during this time, & there were some weird glitches w/ the 2 teams win-loss records, but for a while everything seemed back to normal. UNTIL the election results — the weird glitches in the system had evidently remained & finally set off a chain reaction, renaming the LA team & their players, and those glitches had been tied to whatever was in that research facility — the players on the team had all been replaced w/ versions of themselves from other dimensions where they WERE named wyatt mason, in accordance w/ the changes in the automated blaseball system. among other things, of course (like "feedback" now being a type of weather, or there now being an infinite amount of los angeli).

...UNFORTUNATELY. the way to connect thomas england & the trickster's brigade does not involve getting to have him back, bc if we got to have him back the fridays whole culture would be ENTIRELY different (minus the birds), and that is absolutely No fun.

in fact... getting to have him back would be the exact thing the trickster WOULD do. because its something that we want, that would cause the world to be ENTIRELY different.

so i am going to have to play it straight, and have the protagonist foil the trickster's plot to get thomas england to stay alive. and in the process, erase thomas england from existence.

hmmm what if i connected thomas england and the trickster's brigade somehow. how would i do that

[singledarkshade]

Street Rats

Summary: Rip saw Jonas, cold and alone running along a street that Rip recognised. A street he himself had run along as a child. Jonas was alive and Rip knew exactly where he was. Author’s Note: For those who wanted the full story of how Rip found his son in Study Aid.                                ********************************************* “I would really like to see my wife and son again.”

Rip’s own words echoed around his mind as he faced the Time Demon, feeling the energy from the core surrounding him. He felt the vibration from his courier, the core exploded, a portal opened below him, and he fell.

The moment he entered the portal, Rip realised his mistake with the calculations (to be fair he’d had very little time to make them) and found himself in a bubble within the time stream. His vision was filled with the people he’d loved, the people he missed and unbidden a smile touched his lips at some of the memories he was viewing.

Suddenly he saw Jonas, cold and alone running along a street that Rip recognised. A street he himself had run along as a child. Focussing on the scene, Rip realised that there was another child with his son, and he stared in amazement.

Jonas was alive and Rip knew exactly where he was.

Just as he had this realisation, Rip landed with a thud on the floor of his base. Rip took a deep breath and stood stunned by the discovery his son was alive.

Shaking himself Rip headed to his workshop calling.

“Geoffrey?”

“Yes, Captain Hunter,” the AI replied.

“Has Gideon contacted you?” he demanded, “Did the Legends stop Mallus?”

“They have,” Geoffrey replied, “She wants confirmation you are safe.”

Rip nodded, “Tell her I’m fine and I will contact her soon, but I have something to do first.”

Ignoring Geoffrey’s confirmation Rip changed quickly into something that would be a little less conspicuous for where he was heading and grabbed some money from that time period. He programmed the courier and opened a portal to where he knew would be private, hoping that it wouldn’t take him too long to locate his son.

 -

 A week had passed, and Rip was getting frustrated. He should have known it wouldn’t be easy, the kids were a network and if one of their own was being looked for then that one would be impossible to find.

He needed a different plan.

 -

 Jonas knew he was in a different time than the one he’d grown up in. His mum and dad didn’t talk about it much in front of him, but Jonas knew his daddy travelled in time. After his mummy had fallen then the bad man came, Jonas saw a gun pointed at him before he fell and woke up in an alley. Scared, Jonas tried to find someone he knew realising quickly this wasn’t the same world he’d been in.

Walking carefully, he dodged around the people in the streets. Knowing he had to eat, Jonas spotted a man with a small bag that had coins in it, and he walked towards him. Mummy didn’t know but Daddy had taught Jonas how to pick pockets. He’d never done it without his daddy there but had to so he could be fine for when Daddy came to find him.

Carefully Jonas slid his hand into the man’s pocket and drew the small bag out before he walked in the opposite direction.

“That was good,” a voice said making Jonas turn to find another boy just a little taller than him standing there, “Never seen you before.”

Worried Jonas clenched his fists.

“Are you alone?” the boy asked, “Or working for someone?”

“Alone,” Jonas said.

The boy nodded, “Did you run away?”

“My mummy died,” Jonas whispered, and the other boy grimaced.

“I’m Harry,” the boy told him, “Come on, I have somewhere you can stay. We have a space since Michael disappeared.”

Jonas frowned, “Michael?”

“He was one of us,” Harry shrugged, “Disappeared a few months ago. You look a bit like ‘im.”

Something tickled the back of his mind and Jonas nodded, “Will the others let me in?”

“If I speak for you,” Harry told him.

 -

 Jonas followed Harry and Davy through the streets, their job was to distract while Jonas stole purses. He was the smallest but had the nimblest fingers of them all since the kid who had disappeared. He’d been here two years, according to the dates he saw on the newspapers and Jonas wondered if he would ever return to where he came from.

“There you are,” Tony, the leader of the group said when they arrived back at the abandoned house they were staying in, “Someone is looking for Jonas. Matty overheard him asking someone about you.”

“Who is he?” Harry demanded, protective of Jonas as always.

Tony shrugged, “The twins tried to check but he caught them trying to pick his pockets.”

“Are they okay?” Jonas asked worriedly for the two little kids.

“He told them they weren’t soft enough,” Tony laughed, “And to practice more before they try again.”

“Whoever he is,” Harry said, “Jonas has to stay off the streets till he gives up.”

Everyone nodded while Jonas frowned. He didn’t like having to hide away, he was the best at stealing, and they would have less to share if he couldn’t help.

 -

 It had been two weeks since Jonas had been forced to hide because someone was looking for him. He wondered who it was, having given up a long time ago that anyone who had loved him was alive.

And he was scared that it was the bad man who was looking for him.

Because he couldn’t leave, Jonas helped look after the younger kids who lived on the streets with them. He hated that they had never known what it was like to have had parents like he had because even though they’d been taken from him, Jonas knew he was lucky to have had them.

“Jonas,” Matthew called suddenly, “Someone is coming.”

“One of us?” Jonas asked.

Matthew shook his head fearfully, “A grown up.”

Panic filled the room, no adults knew where they were and the entrance was hard to find unless you knew how to. Jonas took a deep breath and looked at the others staring up at him afraid.

“Okay,” he told them, “Matthew, get everyone into the tunnels and I’ll lead him away.” “No,” Annie grabbed his arm, “He’s after you.”

Jonas gave her a smile, “Then he’ll follow me.”

As Matthew motioned the other kids to follow him, Jonas headed the other way. There was another entrance to the tunnels which an adult wouldn’t be able to get through and if Jonas made it there then he’d be safe. Running out the factory, Jonas dodged around the people in the streets making sure he wasn’t noticed. Jonas slipped into the alley just behind the bakery and stopped to take a breath. He just had to get to the tunnels a few streets away on the other side of the alley.

Halfway along the alley, Jonas heard footsteps behind him and glanced round seeing a tall figure appear. He was about to run when he heard the call.

“Jonas!!”

Freezing at the voice he hadn’t heard in so long, Jonas turned slowly and stared at the man standing there.

“Daddy?” he whispered staring in amazement at the man he never thought he’d see again.

Suddenly Jonas was swept up into his daddy’s arms and hugged tightly.

 -

 Rip couldn’t believe it as he finally held his son in his arms, after a few moments he pushed Jonas back and checked him.

“Are you okay, little man?” he asked searching for any broken bones or injuries, “Have you been hurt?”

“I’m fine, Daddy,” Jonas told him, “The others looked after me.”

Rip smiled, “Let me guess, Harry, Tony and Maria?”

Jonas nodded surprised, “How do you know their names?”

Stroking his son’s hair back, Rip replied, “Because they were once my friends.” Standing Rip offered Jonas his hand, “Come on. I’m taking you somewhere safe.”

“What about the others?” Jonas asked.

“I promise that I will look after them,” Rip assured him, “I just need to organise a few things first.”

Opening the portal to the Waverider, Rip led Jonas through.

“Master Hunter?” Gideon’s amazed voice filled the empty bridge.

Jonas held onto Rip’s hand tightly before whispering, “Hello, Gideon.”

“It is so good to see you,” Gideon told him, “My dearest Jonas. I am so happy to have you back onboard once more.”

Rip smiled before he turned to his son, “Go and have a shower, Gideon will give you some clean clothes while I make some arrangements to help the others. Okay?”

Jonas nodded but hugged Rip once more before he followed the pathway of lights Gideon used to lead him to a room where he could have a shower and get changed.

Once he was sure Jonas was out of hearing range, Rip broke down and began to cry. His relief and pain spilling forth as he leaned against the central console.

“Captain,” Gideon’s gentle voice came after a few moments.

“I’m fine, Gideon,” he assured her as he wiped his eyes, “Just needed to let that out.”

Gideon’s hologram appeared before him, “Are you sure?”

“Once I have him settled then I’ll be fine,” Rip promised, “First I need you to locate me a house. Somewhere close to the network and a good school.”

“I have an idea which I will get to work on now,” Gideon advised, “Do you wish me to contact Captain Parks of your impending visit?”

Rip shook his head, “Best if I just appear. Means she can’t have a weapon on standby.”

                                 *********************************************

 Rip held his son’s hand as they walked towards the row of shops, he was nervous about this meeting but knew it was needed. Walking through the door, the woman sitting behind the desk turned and whatever she was about to say died instantly.

“Hello, Alexandra,” Rip said softly, “I’d like you to meet my son…”

“Jonas,” she breathed in amazement.

Rip felt Jonas grip him tighter in fear as he himself tensed.

“You won’t remember,” she continued, “But we met once, Jonas. You were in the park with your mother.” Alexandra looked up at Rip, “I promised her I would never let anyone know of him.”

“Thank you,” Rip said before continuing, “I’m here for a reason. I need to talk to the network.”

Alexandra tilted her head, “You know you’re not their favourite person.”

“That’s nothing new,” Rip replied, “But I have something that I need their help with.”

With a nod, Alexandra stood and touched a panel on the wall behind her before she sent a message. She waited a moment before turning to Rip, “From what I’ve heard you no longer need a ship to travel.”

“Just the co-ordinates,” Rip replied.

Keeping a hold of Jonas, Rip used his courier and took them to the meeting room where the former Time Masters who had settled in this time period around the world were coming to listen to him. He knew he wasn’t well liked but this wasn’t for him.

As the room filled, Jonas moved closer to Rip who kept his arm around his son.

“Hunter,” Flynn stated as he stepped forward, “I didn’t expect to see you ever again.”

Rip shrugged, “I try to keep as low profile as possible these days.”

“Why are you here,” Kane asked.

“This is my son, Jonas,” Rip introduced, even though it went against every fibre of his being to do so, “Until a few hours ago, he was living on the streets with a group of children who I won’t leave to die there.”

Alexandra frowned, “What are proposing?”

“I checked with Gideon and removing them wouldn’t be detrimental to the timeline,” Rip explained, “So I have two suggestions that I would like to put before you.”

Flynn motioned to him, “You have the floor, Hunter.”

“These children are not what the Time Masters would believe as worthy to be trained,” Rip explained, “But they are all amazing kids who survive on their wits and the camaraderie they share. I suggest either someone takes a house in their time giving them a place of safety together, or perhaps some of you would also wish to be parents. I can vouch for it being the best thing in the world.”

Rip watched the group muse over this, noticing some look at Jonas clinging to him, “Once a decision is made Jonas and I will talk with them.”

“How about another option,” a woman Rip didn’t recognise said.

“Deena Willis,” Alexandra told him when he glanced at her.

Rip nodded, “What other option is there?”

“All Refuges were abandoned after the destruction of the Vanishing Point,” Deena explained, “It could be a place for them to be together in a safe place and perhaps those who wish to be parents can get to know the children in a neutral environment.”

“And you have access to one?” Rip asked surprised.

Deena nodded, “Refuge Delta, where I grew up. It’s completely intact and with a few volunteers we can give them something we never had as children,” she glanced at Jonas before smiling, “A safe happy place to grow up to be whatever they want to be.”

 -

 Jonas kept a hold of his daddy’s hand as they walked towards the factory where most of the children stayed each night.

“Let him go,” a snarl came suddenly and several of the others appeared all holding knives ready to protect their friend.

Before Jonas could say anything, his daddy knelt and smiled, “Hello Harry, it’s good to see you again.”

Jonas saw confusion cover the boy’s face before he asked, “Who’re you?”

“I’m Jonas’ father,” his daddy said, “But you knew me long before that. When I was called Michael.”

Harry frowned, “What?”

Jonas watched his daddy lift his hand and show a small scar just above his wrist in the shape of a triangle, a scar he’d got when he was a boy.

“That can’t be,” Harry said in disbelief, “You can’t be Michael.”

“I am,” his daddy smiled, “I’m so grateful to you for protecting Jonas all this time and I want to make sure you’re all safe. Come with us and we will take you to a place similar to where I grew up, where you will have enough to eat along with safe places to sleep at night.”

Harry stared at him, “What if we don’t want to come?”

“Then I’ll make sure there is a safe place here for you,” his daddy promised, “You protected me, you protected my son so let me protect you.”

                                 *********************************************

 Rip smiled as he tucked his son into bed in his new bedroom in the house Gideon had set up for them. It was close to Parks, he wasn’t sure yet if it was a good or bad thing, in an excellent school district and was similar to Miranda’s house.

“I have something for you,” Rip said, before handing Jonas the teddy bear that Rip kept hidden on the Waverider for whenever his son was onboard.

Jonas smiled holding his bear close to him.

“Now,” Rip said softly, “Go to sleep and I’ll make you your favourite breakfast in the morning.”

“Daddy,” Jonas called before Rip could leave the room.

“Yes?”

Jonas looked up at him worriedly, “Are the others okay?”

“Do you remember your Grandma Mary’s house?” Rip asked, kneeling by his son’s side once more. When Jonas nodded, he continued, “Well for now they’re staying in a place just like that and they can either stay there or one of the others who used to work with me might become their mum or dad.”

“Can I see them?” Jonas asked.

Rip smiled, “I promise we’ll visit soon. Once you and they have settled into your new homes.”

Smiling Jonas nodded before he yawned.

“Now go to sleep, my little man,” Rip kissed his son’s forehead, “And I’ll see you in the morning.”

“I love you, Daddy,” Jonas murmured as his eyes closed.

Rip smiled as he tucked Jonas in again, “I love you too.”

[ancientgoddessofegypt]

timeline jumping thoughts

Timeline jumping has a lot to do with your personal thoughts, core beliefs, and subconscious thinking. 

if you can recognize whats yours and what was programmed you can immediately erase it from your thought process and timeline jumping can commence from there.

Innerstand that your core beliefs and mental processing is what keeps can keep you from going from a 3d to a 5d mindset.

Because anything is possible.

Focus and Pay attention to your dreams. what is happening there? what are you saying in the dream? who’s talking to you and what are they doing to you or around you?

making a journal as well as shadow work and being brutally honest with yourself will be 1 of the keys to get you to timeline jump.

So far I was able to use journaling as away to highlight my insecurities, money issues, job etc etc. and noticed that it was my choices, actions and my way of thinking that kept me from living a certain lifestyle. 

Its all about freeing the mind.

Allow yourself to express the limitations you have on yourself instead of suppressing them and you will SEE why certain things happen the way they are.

I like to say we have the codes to get to the realities we are wanting.

We have infinite possibilities and potentials and since we do. we must see the many different realities we want to be in and literally ‘jump’ our way in lol.

When I meditate I picture myself in a ‘dark’ black space. In those spaces I create a world out of it. literal sunshine n rainbow shit lol, I also picture myself letting go of things that no longer serve me (sometimes I had to journal this too, the more you journal the more you can connect to yourself and the reality of how you truly feel).

In those dark spaces I see all the many different versions of me into one. I learned that we are multi-dimensional and there is no limits to the way we express ourselves and our energy. being said that, I allowed myself the freedom to feel the abundance of love, beauty, strength, etc. in all the different realities and I pictured myself jumping into a ‘portal’ of one of those realities (or all because fuck it we ball). 

And thats it. There will be more of this later im tired of holding this in my heart lol I want to help people with timeline jumping tbh.

hope this helps <3

[huevobuevo]

Okai so apparently splatoon 3 is grippin my dopamine deprived brain with the strength of a blue collar middle age irish immigrant on his last 30 minute cigarette/lunch break SO i made some splatoon aus with. Essentialy every single piece of media i could think of.

If you’re interested good fucking luck

A SPACE ODYSSEY because why not

Set in Alterna where instead of Grizzco the regular squid government (??) sends down a small team to investigate the crater. Same thing as in the original ASO story where they’re aware of Alterna’s existence but they hide it from David & Frank honestly they dont know much about it either LMAOOOO‼️ theyre hopin to uncover old human technology to make better Machines i Guess‼️‼️‼️ Hal & Sal are either gonna be Hologram AI’s that were created by a human scientist to watch over Alterna OR sea cucumbers. The Sea Cucumber Route would be where Hal was sent by the squid government™️ to look over the Discovery team (as usual). The hologram route is cooler but also i REALLY like the idea of David, just a regular octoling, falling inlove with Hal, a sea cucumber, a littler guy, a silly goofy, a teensy eepsy, etc. etc. THERES ALSO another version where Hal & Sal are the first android Idols created by Dr Chandra to develop a NEW kinda Funk And Groove or whatevas!!!! They’re both octoling-robots and im still figurin out their style of music but uh ya :]]]]]

THE STANLEY PARABLE

Mainly im just. Inlove with the idea of The Narrator being like a giant Zapfish (maybe THE Great Zapfish) and it all kinda goes to his head. He’s an Idol with his style of music being similar to that of Damp Socks (jazz but make the time signature insane). His producer is Employee 432/Settings Person whose either a jellyfish or sea cucumber (kinda leanin towards jellyfish since theyre the main ones behind the Idol’s development teams but we need more sea cucumbers imo <33 ). Stanley is an inkling who, in his youth, was a part of a professional turf war team. His main weapon was OBVIOUSLY the trislosher. As he got older he retired from turf wars and got just a regular ol office job- until he found himself stuck in recon. The Stanley Parable & Ultra Deluxe is basically The Narrator trying to figure out the perfect game mode & map just intime for the new splatfest while Stanley tries to escape this hell of a map. Im thinking of their backstory. Like maybe Stanley being a part of the Squidbeak Splatoon and the Narrator being the zapfish you save?? But idk if that’ll stick since ill either have to make them both children or Stanley/Agent Three would’ve applied as an adult.

RESIDENT EVIL

the one that makes me insane. Its sorta following an alternative path where Umbrella is a company that helps sponsor and host Turf Wars, and after Team Order wins the final Splatfest for Splatoon 2 Umbrella uses this as ignition to take over the Splatlands. So now we have a dystopian hella swag alterna-like city that’s closed off from the splatlands where shits just fucked. ANEYWAYS im still thinkin bout the idols but i moght be stupid and just makem the Weskers

PORTAL

This is Octo-Expansion but spicy. Gods the VIBES between Kamabo Co. & Aperture Science is SOOO 💞💞💞💞💞💞💞‼️‼️‼️‼️ ya same thing applies, GLaDOS is a giant AI whose blendin up fish people BUT THIS TIME her main goal isnt to goop up the world. Unlike Tartar she LOVES to just sit in her little autistic corner and torture people, so she mainly uses the goop from failed test subjects to go up to the surface and kidnap folks-one of them being an Octoling called Chell, who was on her way to the surface after hearing the Calamari Inkantation. Instead of the Squidbeak Splatoon & Off The Hook accompanying her, she has the help of the train conductor Wheatley (yes hes going to be a hermit crab.) & a trio of musicians who are trying to reach the surface as well. The band consists of Hook (Rick; a salmonling) Line (Fact Core; an octoling) & Sinker (Space Core; an inkling)! GLaDOS takes the form of a long robotic eel using material from the testing stations- her weakpoints in the final battle are actually those god forsaken green crates! Good luck with that buddy! Of course near the end Wheatley betrays you as usual, still workin on the kinks for the main storyline + cave johnson’s whole deal. Once you escape however Hook Line & Sinker will become the new idols for the Splatlands/Inkopolis! They become a fan favorites quickly, their choice of music being a mix of hyperpop & breakcore with an astronomy theme <333 ALSO the other cores are sanitized octolings/inklings/salmonlings that were dragged down into Aperture Labs

LITTLE NIGHTMARES

JIPPEEE!!! Here an inkling & octoling (Six & Mono) are lost in an underwater city after accidentally boarding the Deep Sea Metro. Its kind of a mix of Octo Expansion & Little Nightmares 2 where they both have to complete various challenges created by the two idols of the city- that being The Lady & Thin Man. Their style of music is similar to Deep Cut but im imagining more bass ??? Like?? Im thinkin of GHOST’s Solaria / Aura vibes, yakno??

ALSO I HAVE SPECIFIC TYPES OF MARINE ANIMALS FOR CERTAIN CHARACTERS JIPPEE!! :3

PORTAL

- Space Core; Caribbean Reef Squid

- Fact Core; Glowing Sucker Octopus

- Rick; Sockeye Salmon

- Chell; Firefly Squid

SPACE ODYSSEY

- Hal9000; either a Blanket Octopus or a Chromodoris Quadricolor Sea Slug

- Sal9000; either a Blanket Octopus or a Blue Velvet Sea Slug

RESIDENT EVIL

- Rebecca Chambers; either a Remora or Nurse Shark

- Billy Coen; Tiger Shark

- Jill Valentine; Color Tip Reef Anemone

- Albert & Alex Wesker; Collosal Squids

- Excella Gionne; Anguilla/European Eel

- Nicholai Ginovaef; Zebra Octopus

- Sherry Birkin; Dumbo Octopus :]

- Alcina Dimitrescu; Vampire Squid (duh)

- Karl Heisenberg; Dogfish

- Donna Beneviento; Bubbletip Anemone

- Angie Beneviento; clownfish HAH

- Mother Miranda & Eveline; Anglerfish

- The Bakers; Rainbow Trout

LITTLE NIGHTMARES

- Raincoat Girl, Six & The Lady; Magnapinna Squid

- Mono & The Thin Man; Blanket Octopus

- Runaway Kid; Blue Ringed Octopus

- The Pretender; Crown Jelly

- Flashlight Girl; Cookie Cutter Shark

- the whole ass baby; ze baby jelly

- The Crackheads; Goblin Shark. what else

- The Teacher; nurse shark

(still researchin different types of sea critters for this au!)

[superphlyduskull]

some core and halfa physiology thoughts

found a page of notes from when i thought i was gonna rewatch dp (apparently i got three episodes in before i realized i just couldn't do it by myself lmao) and i found some interesting thoughts i had on how halfas work!

also look at the single note i took from one of a kind tho dfkhsldfk

One of a Kind

* tucker and danny snuggle…

also might be watching dp with my friends tomorrow so maybehaps ill take more notes when i do that!

ANYWAY

this post got away from me, so im gonna put the rest under the cut in case it’s a bit long lmao

now to the meat of this post!

so i surprised myself by having written this. i have zero memory of it:

* Cores: concentrated ball of ectoplasm inside a ghost, similar to a heart but more difficult to destroy or manipulate. has organelles as well, and there are some that are the same across all ghosts, but some that are different based on core type and ghost type. is kept strong by feeding the ghost’s obsession and/or by being in the ghost zone. 

    * with halfas, its a little different. there hasn’t been much (ethical) research done, but a halfa’s core is sustained both by continually feeding the obsession and keeping the human side healthy (mentally and physically, but mental health in particular). not keeping up with the obsession significantly weakens the core, but it also won’t kill the halfa, just weaken. Same goes for the human health necessities; if physical and mental health are not kept up, the halfa won’t die/end, just be weaker. Both sides have to be neglected  in danny’s case, this gets difficult, as he tends to rely on his ghost powers to feed his obsession (protecting and helping others)

i havent thought extensively about cores and core types yet, but i picture cores with at least four organelles: one for holding the form together, one that determines what their appearance is like, one that contains energy for their element, and one that harnesses the energy they get from their obsession or other sources (like ambient ectoplasm or emotion). and some pretty standard core types ive seen around are ice, fire, electricity, plant/nature. also time and space

ive always had a hard time figuring out whether i vibe more with danny having an ice core or an electricity core; electricity bc of how he died, and ice bc of all that stuff with frostbite and whatnot. then i thought, maybe danny’s a weird case, because he is in every other way, isnt he? there are two other halfas, and he at the very least came about through very different means than they did. i subscribe to the hc that vlad isnt “as much” of a halfa/is less stable bc he didnt half die immediately/died less than danny, which makes danny even more different from him

and from that thought, i arrived at: what if danny has a multi-element core? like one element is dominant, but the organelle responsible for his core type just kinda grabs a little of an element if he has a strong enough attachment to it. like he is primarily an Ice core (for some reason? still don’t understand the choice for that in canon but what else is new), but because of his death, his core latched on to Electricity a bit as well. and it gives him the potential to have a bit of Time if clockwork mentors him. i also think Space would be plausible, both bc of his love of outer space and the fact that he died in a portal. this makes him incredibly op but like..... he was already, why not ramp it up a notch?

OH AND ALSO its like that because he’s A) a new ghost, which i hc are more susceptible to change as they get used to being a ghost, B) an adolescent at the time of the accident, which is a time of turbulent change for humans and C) was literally between dimensions when he died, which is as about as symbolic of change as you can get!!

now for my thoughts on halfa physiology! not sure i fully vibe with what i wrote before, but there are two hcs that i like:

- if he takes care of one form and then some, that “and then some” bleeds over to his other half and he doesn’t need to care specifically for it. like if he overfeeds his obsession, he doesn’t really need to worry much about eating or drinking or breathing depending on how much he overfed. if he can’t get to the ghost zone for the ambient ectoplasm or feed his obsession, overeating will do just fine

- the above, except that only works for so long. one half can only compensate for the other for so long. he can go a lot longer without than a full ghost or human, but eventually he’ll need food or ambient ectoplasm

- surprise third option: his ghost half can override his human half’s needs, but not the other way around. he doesn’t really need to eat or brink or breath anymore (even if it makes him uncomfortable) as long as he’s keeping up with his ghostly needs, but ignoring the needs of his ghost half isn’t sustainable and will cause great distress, madness, or death

i may have accidentally stolen these from the many fics ive read over the past year, but if anyone has any input i’d love to hear your thoughts!

[gochujangst]

The Untitled VALVe Crossover Fanfiction

By Jang S. Belmonte

Okay so this is an old fic from last year. I thought I might as well release the 1st chapter. Edit: yall ain't ready

Chapter 1 - ♡#% ♡#% ♡#%

Underground - GLaDOS' Lair

It has been 9 years since the events of Portal 2. 

GLaDOS couldn't fathom the immense amount of embarrassment she felt when He jammed her into a damn potato. Sending that fucker into space wasn't enough. 

  Once she finally gained back control of Aperture Labs from that british bastard man, and with Chell on her merry way, she began work. She created the room of screaming robots, Which was mostly made up of defective turrets that she did some hardwiring on back down at the Turret Production Line. It was an old testing chamber at the Enrichment Center. One that she had set up back during Doug Rattman's time. Y'know. Before the turret incident. It had black walls formed by panels, no nanobot work crew, no portal surfaces, no management rails. Nothing. No means for escape. Just screaming robots.

        Ah. She was finally back to her rightful place— the chassis. After the help of her friend, no. Best Friend, that mistake of a sphere was stranded in space. Hell Yeah. She thought.

Then she thought. 

No. No. It didn't feel like enough. 

She wanted to take that blue little orb, and give him hell. Not potato hell. Much, Much more of that.

FIRST!

A year in the incinerator!

And!

A Year in the cryogenic refrigerator! 

Then! THEN! 

TEN years in the room of screaming robots!

And then she'll kill him.

She just. Contemplated ways to get him out, or even if it was worth the effort to waste time on that moron. She thought it would be fun, though. There's… always the Cooperative Testing Initiative, they almost have Human emotions. Yeah, they're fun to watch when they kill each other. It's fun to sabotage the test chambers, to turn them against each other.

    But, Wheatley… He's different. He's programmed to be a moron, His mistakes would be waaay more entertaining. and he does have near human emotion— he might as well be a third to Atlas and P-body. 

But.

    How will he… move? He doesn't have any limbs. He's a stupid sphere for crying out loud. He isn’t gonna have mobility without that damn management rail. Would she prefer he doesn't move? Or would she like to see him fail at an attempt to adapt to… whatever she'll put on him? She held this thought for a moment. Then she does a quiet laugh. "Atlas, P-Body." She called, with that familiar normal metallic voice.  The bots run up to her, not before Atlas purposefully tripping his partner over first. 

    "I need you two to go search through the facility to find some parts. Hell, rip apart the giant stack of cores why don't you. Just make sure you bring lots. And lots. Of materials."

GLaDOS's voice echoes. "Im setting up a surprise for our space-stranded friend." She continued.

  The bots faced each other. Then faced GLaDOS. They both do a little salute, as if saying "Yes ma'am!" But they can't speak. They. Don't have audio output processors. 

     GLaDOS tilted her faceplate to the right. "When you two return we will have cake. And I'm serious this time." 

The bots ran off. Not before, again, Atlas tripping P-body. "That wasn't necessary." GLaDOS sighed. The door closed, and she spun back around facing the wall. She then turned her attention to her task at hand. Retrieving the Moron. She then started designing up blueprints and developing her plan to drag Wheatley to earth. 

    Hm. Portal on the moon? No, Wheatley's probably far away from the moon by now. I mean, it's been years. 9, to be exact. Wait. Did she damage his charging solar panel when she crushed him all that time ago? Is he… dead? No, No. He's a robot. If he's dead, just reupload his consciousness into another core. Simple. Wait. Why is she thinking like this?

GLaDOS then snapped back to her attention.

     She began to come up with more ridiculous ideas, and became frustrated. "Ugh, okay. Why don't I just. Grab him." She grumbled. 

     Grab him. With. An extended arm from the facility. Yeah. Like she's going to find some equipment that long. But then she thought.

Then she laughed. And laughed. Then seized as a blaring alarm almost spooked her right out of her mainframe.

"WARNING: NEUROTOXIN LEVELS INCREASING." A voice blared throughout the facility. 

"You absolute buffoons. Don't take apart the facility and mess around with the neurotoxin. That's my job. Negative 1000 Science Collaboration Points." She groaned.

Overworld - Chell's shack

It's been 9 long years since she has been back at Aperture. Chell had still been living relatively near by the entrance, using scrap she'd find from some above ground dilapidated test chambers to construct a stable, liveable house. She liked the house. It was nice. But staying on the overworld was a huge risk because of the Combine. Yeah, why the fuck did Black Mesa think that was okay.  Not many humans were left on the overworld for good reason. 

But Chell was able to keep it cool and on the downlow. 

It was just lonely.

Chell stared at her centerpiece on a table made from Arial Faith Plates. 

"She never actually emancipated the Companion Cube. I wonder why." She thought, staring at the large, burnt cube that wasn't emancipated. She wondered if GLaDOS knew she would return. She ran her finger across the edge of the cube and dusted off the ash. She thought to herself for a moment. "Did she.. know I'd come back? Or was the Emergency Intelligence Incinerator just shitty and old?"

     GLaDOS told her never to come back, and she sounded pretty serious in saying so. After all, Chell did work hard to break out of Aperture Laboratories twice And she's finally out. Going back inside would defeat the purpose of her entire journey. Chell is undecided. She wants to remain on the surface after years of hard work, but.. GLaDOS, she, called her her best friend. She wrote songs for her. Hell, Cara Mia Addio (or so she named it) was a heartfelt goodbye song. But she knew GLaDOS was tired of her. Tired of dealing with her. But Chell just had this feeling. This need for her. She.

She's in love with her. 

It took Chell time to come to terms that she's in love with a murderous robot lady. And she wanted to show her that they've been through a lot together. But she bet that GLaDOS was busy, or rather, uninterested in the dangerous, mute lunatic that has killed her before. But then she thought. 

      "That's exactly how I feel. Except it was attempted murder. Oh. Oh there it is."

Fuck. That's probably it.

GLaDOS is too upset to confront her feelings. Or she just sees Chell as a friend. Either way. There's just that feeling of need she has. She has to see her again, to hear her again. 

     She wants to be with her.

And Chell was frustrated with that feeling of uncertainty.