#it's more wordplay

[princess-of-the-corner]

I remember a video about a Iida that was like "until this day I don't know what UA stands for and it's stressing me out!" And I couldn't stop thinking about it

The only thing that came to my mind is ultimate academy but that's danganronpa

LMAO RIP BECAUSE I MIGHT'VE MADE THAT A THING AT SOME POINT

[tinfoil-jones]

Jerk Ford AU: Silliness VI (Family Edition)

17-year-old Shermie: *holding out a lunch pail* Stanford, don’t forget your lunch. I don’t want you to be hungry.

12-year-old Jerk Ford: Whatever, b***h.

12-year-old Stanley: Ford! You can't talk to our brother like that!

Jerk Ford: Sure.

-45 Years Later-

57-year-old Jerk Ford: *holding up a paper bag* Dipper, your lunch. I don’t want you starving.

12-year-old Dipper: Whatever, b***h *flips him off*.

[Directly From This]

-

Jerk Ford: Hey, runt.

Mabel: Yes, Great Uncle Ford?

Jerk Ford: I was reading through the entries and 'corrections' you and your brother oh-so-kindly put into my Journal, and I noticed something.

Mabel: What?

Jerk Ford: You defeated the gnomes?

Mabel: Yup, with a leaf blower!

Jerk Ford: And this whole kerfuffle started because... they wanted you to marry them and be their queen?

Mabel: Oh- uh, yeah. I was disappointed because they weren't secretly a vampire.

Jerk Ford: You don't say...

-Later-

Jerk Ford: Now, what is the age of consent in the state of Oregon?

Jeff, hanging upside down from a tree: *sobbing* Eighteen!

Jerk Ford: And what's the age of consent for anyone with the last names Pines, Corduroy, Ramirez, or McGucket?

Jeff: Infinity!

Jerk Ford: Good, we're at an understanding. However, just in case- *continues to blow on dog whistle*

Jeff: *screeches in anguish*

---

17-year-old Stanley and Jerk Ford sitting in the Stanley Mobile.

Stan: Ford, I know what you're thinking.

Jerk Ford:

Stan: You cannot blow up the state of Jersey.

Jerk Ford: Why not?

Stan: That wouldn't solve nothin'!

Jerk Ford: Yes it would.

Stan: What problem could blowing up New Jersey possibly solve??

Jerk Ford: The existence of Jersey.

(In all seriousness, Jerk Ford would definitely leave with Stanley. They would struggle being homeless in Stan's car for a few weeks or months depending on when they were kicked out, but they both still had scholarships to Backupsmoore so they'd be good once they went to college. Jerk Ford would conduct so many séances around Pines Pawns in the meantime that it would be super haunted forever)

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Stanford: I was stuck in a dimension where the arm of the galaxy I was in was in the midst of a galactic war. And all of the men - and about a hundred other genders across the different alien species - regardless of age were required to serve in the war. But, there was a loophole.

Anyone who worked at Hooters, in space or terrestrial, was exempted, to improve the morale of the remaining civilian population of women - and about a hundred more genders across the different alien species - the real reason I was in trouble for not putting in my two weeks notice isn't just because it was bad work practice, but it made me a war deserter.

Stan: Please never speak of this again, and don't try it again.

Stanford: I can't anyways, lost too much weight. No 'hooters' to speak of anymore.

Stan: Please, stop talkin'.

Stanford: I made so much money, too.

Stan: Sometimes I wish ya didn't know words.

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During a Game of Dungeons, Dungeons, and More Dungeons

Old Man McGucket, the Dungeon Master: You realize what you are facing is a type of ooze - a corrosive monster called a Black Pudding.

Jerk Ford, playing a Bard: Quick, is anyone's character a vegetarian?

Dipper, playing a Ranger: My character lives off of the land, so no.

Soos, playing a Druid: Same here dawg, no.

Wendy, playing a Tabaxi: Heck no.

Mabel, playing a Satyr: Surprisingly, no.

Melody, playing a Warforged: My character doesn't even eat.

Jerk Ford: Da-rn it! A vegetarian would be immune to the Black Pudding.

Old Man McGucket: ...And why do you think that?

Jerk Ford: Don't you know; if you don't eat your meat, you can't have any pudding?

*collective groaning from the other players*

Old Man Mcgucket:

Old Man Mcgucket: I'm giving you a negative inspiration point.

[meirimerens]

l'homme embras(s)é

[chunkofchange]

i've been practicing something called "doing what i want"

[thewhizzyhead]

ya know, what made epic the musical such a joy for me personally is seeing it actually develop throughout its 4-5 year long history and I don't just mean like from the ground up and everything. I mean it in a way as someone who immediately clocked Jorge Rivera-Herrans as a fellow playwright heavily inspired by Lin Manuel Miranda's style - which fucking meant of course most of the early publicized drafts of epic were raps because of course they are (this is not meant to be a slight because like I totally get him)!

But like actually seeing Jorge apply the lessons in LMM's writing into his own original style that is befitting to the story he wants to tell - and not only that, he literally took his audience along with him on his journey with every tried-and-tested demo and audition and everything, and the actual pre-production and production process of writing an album is something we don't usually get at all, especially in something as extensive as a musical concept album!

Like what really had EPIC make it's mark on the internet and on musical theatre (especially INDIE MT) is that it was a literal Odyssey of sorts - the creation of this entire fucking thing was a journey from beginning to end and we were all invited to witness it from behind the scenes while also having many artists among fans be a part in its creation one way or another, while also observing how Jay had his own artistic development throughout - from someone whose epic was quite obviously heavily stylized after Hamilton, into an artist whose style he can call truly his own.

I have so much more to say on how and why epic became such an iconic piece of work and perhaps being the first MT work in 2020 to truly define the decade, but all in all let's just say I'm glad to have witnessed the growth of an artist - and I'm excited to see what art this will inspire in turn.

[cochineal-leviat]

Zeef-rin

(Sieve-rin)

I will put the joke explanation under the keep reading because I know it takes the humour out of it, but I still want to explain the wordplay that goes into it, as I doubt many of those who come across this post understand Dutch.

So, the Dutch word for sieve is Zeef, which sounds closer to Sif than Sieve does. I say "Sif, Sif," as it is also an onamonapia for sieving. I don't think anyone here actually says sif, sif when sieving, but I do because it is one of my stims.

The pronunciation of Zeef is a bit harder to explain as breaking it down uses the pronunciation of Dutch vowels, but the closest I can get to it is a harder, long, drawn-out s, a long Dutch e (eehhh) and a phhhh at the end.

Another fun fact: the closest Dutch word to Sif is suf, which means lethargic, drowsy, dull, dreamy (closer to dopey), dizzy, confused, or silly. I use it a lot because it perfectly describes how I feel during school semesters.

The pronunciation for suf is the same as the suffix suf (like in the word suffocate)

So I can say: Suffe Sif zit in de suffe sofa. (Drowsy Sif sits on the dull sofa) and it makes sense.

[ourtalechara]

OKAY NEATH! FANS LISTEN UP

(analysis of Mr. Pages verse of the MV that I spent a while creating coming up)

I just showed Down Here In London to my singing teacher and luckily for us she a) has a bigger monitor than the phone screen I usually watch Neath! on and b) is heckin' smart, and instantly figured out "pridesolated" as pride + isolated. Which totally checks out! Byron is infact both of those things!

"Promtscivious" is a bit of a difficult one. I didn't ask my teacher what she saw in this one, but she studied it for a moment, and based on her reaction, and my own analysis I assumed she found either promiscuous or prostitution - either of which could be there, but I believe that promiscuous is much more likely. Mischievous is also definitely in there. What I'm uncertain about is to whether there are two words, or three. It's not quite spelled like promiscuous + mischievous, and while that could just be a spelling error (intentional or otherwise) it could also be another word nestled in there.

"Posthumorous" is clearly posthumous + humorous. I'm not quite so sure what this is saying. Posthumous refers to the fact that Harry is dead, and humorous... I'm not quite sure. I mean, I know what the word means, but I don't see why it would apply to specifically Harry moreso than any of the others...

As for what the heck "maudlimiquitous" means, we're still totally lost.

But there's more we can learn from the music video!!

For one, according to the census forms, the ministry representative is named "Stuart Pendium"

Which is really fun!

The full census form cannot be read in any shot, but from what we can read, it looks like this (text in brackets is inferred, while ellipsis indicate the presence of unknown words):

The very top reads "[MINI]STRY OF ACCOUNTING & RECOUNTING", directly under that is a box with big letters that say "[C]ENSUS FORM"

From what we can read, the text directly under that says

"...[E]NUMERATING AND CHRONOCUMENTATIONS OF LONDON'S ... [T]HEIR WHIMS, FANCIES, AND INTRIGUERIES. BY ORDER [OF THE MASTERS] OF THE BAZAAR.

...[T]O THE OFFICE OF MR. PAGES WITH ALL DUE EXPEDIATION"

To the right of all of this is a seal of the ministry of accounting and recounting.

Underneath that the questions begin, the first box holding "MINISTRY REPRESENTATIVE", "BADGE NO.", "CITIZENIZEN", and "ADDRESIDENCE". On all forms, the ministry representative is Stuart Pendium, and the badge number is 19910508.

The questions underneath read "Q1: How many people live in this establishmentation?", "Q2: Is anyone in this establishment enam...rificated o...", and "Q3: How would one define their occupatory pursuits?"

All of the questions are answered as such:

[CITIZENIZEN: R]obert "Honest Bob" Rackett

[ADRESIDENCE:] The Singing Mandrake, Veilgarden

Q1: ...[i]nformal lodger at the Si[nging Mandrake] in Veilgarden. A tenant of C[assie] Haversham and fellow propriet[or]... was unavailable for comment.

Q2: "I should like to find myself ... and a heart with which to share ... no such fortune in such ende[avors]

The only thing I was able to make out for the third question was "absolutely legal"

[CITIZENIZEN: Byron Bri]mstone

[ADRESIDENCE: The Bra]ss Embassy, Ladybones Road

Q1: ... do not count in s...bers as ... end"

Q2: ...[s] and desires abound here; but w[a]... they of yours?"

Q3: "Our duties pertain to planes beyond your limited understanding."

CITIZENIZEN: Cassie Haversham

ADRESIDENCE: The Singing Mandrake, V[eilgarden]

Q1: A residence of the... lady Cassandra Hav[ersham] ... prietor ... [Haversham] [u]na[cc]ounted for? ... [lod]ger Ro[bert [R]ackett]

Q2: ...ons indul... [w]hich to...

Q3: ...er... led ... [i]ng. .. - dan[c]e[d]

While other forms can be seen, none of them are readable.

Additionally, many things on the table are connected via red string. Cassie is the one with the most connections (two strings pass by the pin on her picture, as opposed to the one that everyone else has). By the string connecting Harry and Bob is a scrap of paper with the words "Met with" written on it (likely meaning that the two have met each other at some time). Due to the positioning, one could read it as adding onto Honest Bob's word, making it "Met with Maudlimiquitous" (likely unintentional, but not entirely impossible). In between Byron and Cassie is a scrap of paper with "Fell impassionated with" written on it. There is a pin stuck in it, and the Cassie - Byron string passes through it. There is also another scrap of paper, which isn't attached to any string, and isn't near anyone in particular, but can be found above Byron's head. It seems to say "Regrets mee[ting]..."

There's more stuff I could mention, but this is already long and stuff and I'm tired.

[chaoticfuckingsnakes]

My Sonic OC!

My sonic hyper fixation has gone so deep that it got me out of a year long art block. Anyway, here’s my sonic oc, Row De’Oro or Rowdy the Coyote! She’s a gold obsessed vaquera who runs an inn on her ranch; she used to steal from the rich and give back to her community robinhood style. She definitely knows Fang but does not like him lol. The main cast met her on a mission when they needed somewhere to crash.

First drafts and a more detailed final design under the cut :)

[shallowseeker]

everyone always thinks cas would be into bees but not super lame romantic poetry?

[fukia]

Uncontrollably sobbing;;; I’m so obsessed with how beautifully precious this very specific slade is,,,

He’s got that Bojack Horseman silly, that big round singular eye, and a mask that makes him looks like a fucking splitface tortie/calico/chimera kitty

//deathstroke more like deathheartattack// I love him with all my heart and soul//

[squeakadeeks]

SLAY SQUAD

more formal photos coming soon but I just finished the full trio and I love them!!

[cormancatacombs]

Thank you for shopping at the Tell-Tale Mart!

Where great deals are just a heartbeat away!

[discount-elysium]

so I feel like 'Vacholieres absolutely have a derogatory term for RCM based on the reflective patches, but I am just not clever enough to come up with it

like, you can't tell me that all cops have a single universal identifier on their clothing and there isn't some sort of "pigs" or like "jackboots" equivalent for it

[sisterofthesouth]

does anyone else think jasmine and barda’s riddles at the bridge should have been switched

[thewhizzyhead]

also like this year's grammys introduced me to doechii and like I don't listen to a lot of rap casually apart from kendrick lamar but THIS ONE! THIS WOMAN has me HOOKED!