#just incase :V

[noelle-bunnie]

creatures have found their targets...

false ingo and false emmet are twins, or seem to act like twins, despite being nothing alike.

false ingo is seen doll-like but staring into his many eyes causes paralysis and vivid hallucinations. false emmet is the only one not effected by the eyes.

false emmet is a mechanical animatronic with limbs that can extend up to 10 times its original length. there is a compartment in his chest that false ingo can be stored into during travel.

[niinnyu]

The Roomate Part 2 (Part 1)

[lovelyreprisethirteen]

okay so… does anyone else see a very clear potential future storyline of adam coming back as a demon and after trying and failing to get revenge against charlie and co. end up as a guest at the hotel in a last ditch attempt to get back into heaven only to become a genuinely better being and happier than he ever was as an angel further blurring the lines between heaven and hell in terms of the morality of the people in them eventually fully cementing himself as a fan favorite himbo by like season 3 or is that just me????

[whosaidsealscantfly]

Listen, listen. We ALL know the parallels to Johnny and V with Orpheus and Eurydice, you love it, I love it, it's perfect.

But listen. At the same time I started hyper fixating on Cyberpunk, do you wanna know what I got into as well? Epic the Musical. If you like musicals and haven't listened to it, I HIGHLY recommend it. For those who don't know, it's a concept album series about Homer's The Odyssey. I listen to it all the time. I have all the songs memorized, and my thoughts have intertwined the two in such a strong way that I FINALLY have to talk about this.

Consider adding this to your repertoire of fix-it AU endings for SilverV, and YES I'm specifying SilverV because of Odysseus and Penelope, but you can choose to reframe it in a platonic manner if you so wish. Walk with me.

So, V and Johnny split ways - Johnny goes into the net with Alt and V goes with the Nomads. Why the Nomads? Because this is THE ODYSSEY. They're travelers escaping the war of society and corporations. Instead of the open expanse of sea, they traverse the endless roads of the desert. V decides to live their final days chasing that sense of freedom, but they still yearn for Johnny's presence. They realize that even though they're surrounded by the Aldecaldos, they just wanna see the literal other half of their soul again. It feels empty. It feels wrong.

Then, they hear rumors (or someone tells them) that Johnny's body was not dumped in some random oil field, but rather, kept on ice in New Mexico. Meanwhile, Arasaka is on V's ass for the whole raiding the tower thing. V convinces the leader of the Aldecaldos (so either Panam or Saul) to help them get to Los Alamos Labs, and Rogue, hearing this. hires a group of mercs to help. The Odyssey begins.

I won't go into the deep specifics unless someone wants me to, but here's a quick list

Odysseus - V Penelope - Johnny Polites - Panam...but ALSO Jackie (hohoho!) Athena - Reed Poseidon - Takemura Polyphemus - Arasaka Tower Aeolus - River Hermes - Judy Circe - Lucy. Yes, that Lucy Tiresias - So Mi who got turned into an engram?? Maybe?? The Sirens - Rogue AI trying to escape the Blackwall Scylla - Robot controlled by a Rogue AI Charybdis - a BIG sandstorm V has to traverse with a small car Zeus - President Myers/NUSA Government Calypso - Biotechnica Other gods - Other corporations The Suitors - People who work in the labs keeping frozen bodies for the highest bidder. Telemachus - Steve? Kerry? Misty and Vik? Friends back in NC? Not sure, this is still in the works Argos - Nibbles For those who know the Odyssey, I know this implies that the Aldecaldos die or betray V. Because this is a fix-it AU, I don't want to ruin V's relationship with the Nomads, which is why I included Rogue's merc hires. I like to think at some point V and the mercs get separated from the Nomads in a sandstorm, and so, V is forced to travel with the mercs for the rest of the way. Those are the folks who betray V, because they're not loyal to them like the Aldecaldos are, they're just in it for the eddies. So in this AU, Eurylochus would be the leader of this merc group who constantly butts heads with V. Anyway thank you for reading and indulging in this idea that's been spinning in my head for numerous months and now has breached containment. I am Very Sane about SilverV. I'm gonna listen to Will You Fall in Love With Me Again? for the umpteenth time and cry over them now. Again, I am Very Sane.

[raddest-laddest]

*sees a literal piece of trash* ooh better hold onto this in case i need it

[stellarcuriosity]

supernova

su·per·no·va /ˈso͞opərˌnōvə/ noun Astronomy a star that suddenly increases greatly in brightness because of a catastrophic explosion that ejects most of its mass.

A look of contempt crossed the beast's face as she gazed out to the horizon. What normally would be an array of stars scattered across a dark sky was now bathed in a blood red hue and streaked with flecks of light. How irritating. 

The ‘Great Cataclysm’ is what the others of her kind were calling it. Well, what was so great about it? Perhaps it should be called the ‘Great Irritation’ instead, that would be far more fitting. Supernova knew that she was stronger than the rest of her kind (except for one Predacon, of course, but he only beat her because he was lucky)- she refused to indulge this simple change in the weather with such a grand title. It too would pass, just as the seasons on Cybertron came and went, this would as well. 

However, it was difficult to ignore, of course, when the rest of Predacon kind and those other up-right beings were in such a tizzy over the whole ordeal. Predaking had called for a migration- flight was a strength that most Predacons had that other Cybertronians did not. (She knew some of them did- the irritating little things would flit about her airspace, and she was instructed not to devour them? Ugh.) Regardless, the sentiment was that the large migration of Predacons could out fly whatever major event was coming, and if she lived on her own, she would not be participating… However, she was the leader of a small flock of outcasts, and their boldness was faltering in the face of this supposedly world-shattering event. So, she indulged them and lead them on the path of migration that the other flocks of Predacons were taking. She was a benevolent monarch after all, so she would do what she must to ease their worries, and they continued to support her. She would not stand for a mutiny.

Her flock was instructed to linger at the back of the migration. Predaking insisted it was due to his trust in her, and her strength, but she knew better than to fall for that sort of flattery. She knew her flock was an undesirable lot, so if they were snuffed out, it wouldn’t cause too large of an uproar. Despite how much she initially disagreed with her group being at the tail end, she did not protest- this whole ordeal was already causing her enough stress. It was best to follow the lead of the others, so they would fly first into danger. If she was the last in line, then she could react better to any unexpected shifts in weather.  The placement of her flock may prove to be beneficial to her in the end, so she agreed. 

She briefly recalled one of the more irritating smaller beings approaching her days before migration, informing her that she should seek shelter underground- the surface world was growing warmer with each passing day, and the moving towards the core of planet would be safer. First of all, Supernova would never take advice from an inferior life form! Secondly, she would never cower over a mere heatwave! After chasing the being from her territory, she returned to preparing her flock for the journey.

Unfortunately for the Predacons and other surface-dwelling beasts, the sky began to fall earlier than intended.  

The heat had begun to climb higher and higher, causing fatigue among the many Predacon flocks, resulting in anger and irritation. Gazes were cast towards the sky as if it were a desperate prayer of when the relentless warmth would cease, and maybe the temperature caused many to not notice the flecks of light that hurtled closer to the surface. Supernova wasn’t sure why her territory was the first to be struck- she didn’t have time to ponder it as fire seemed to rain from above, sending her flock into a screeching, panicked mess.

“No! Stay together!” She shrieked to the masses, spreading her wings to draw attention to herself. “We must fly- we must move quickly! We have been chosen to spread the word to the others of our kind! We can prove that we are great- we are strong! Come!” Supernova was not expecting her command to come across as a rallying cry to her flock- she truthfully wasn’t sure if it did or not, based on the fear scent that seemed to emanate from her underlings. However, she cared little about their feelings- she needed to survive. She tried to focus underneath the sound of their panicked cries, pushing herself into the air. Relief rippled through her plating as she heard wingbeats following close behind.

“We shall be the herald of a new dawn of Predacons!” She continued to roar to her flockmates, leading them out and away from her territory- she must seek out Predaking, he could lead the rest of the flocks somewhere safe, just as he intended. Then her flock would not be shunned and cast out any longer- she would be celebrated! She could be a queen! She would be--

Thoughts of would-haves and could-haves ceased as a small errant meteor fell her way, crashing into one of her vast wings, the impact shattering the starry plating. She let out a pained screech and closed her optics as she plummeted to the ground, her broken and tattered wing flapping desperately alongside her operational one. 

“You must fly- fly forth, seek Predaking- he shall—” She opened her optics for long enough to note that her flock had veered off course, flying towards her. Fragments of hope seemed to grow in her spark- they were coming to save her! They were not leaving her to die, they were going to carry her, their monarch, to safety! She twisted in the air, so she faced her flock to get a better look at them and any promises of survival fizzled out as she saw the look in their eyes.

Desperation and hunger- a ravenous desire to rip and tear- she had seen this gaze on every one of them during the thrill of the hunt. She knew that this ‘Cataclysm’ was driving other beings mad, but to the think that her flock- her family was going to treat her like prey? 

“No! Keep away, I am your Monarch! You mustn’t!” Since Supernova had pulled her gaze from Cybertron, she wasn’t expecting to collide so quickly with the ground. Agony rippled through her as her sharp back plating was twisted and bent. She tried to reorient herself and get back onto her pedes, but the swiftest of her flock was already upon her, a flurry of talons and teeth. She tried to match their unprecedented ferocity but struggled due to the aches and burns overwhelming her processors. 

“Get off of me! Get away!” She kicked and clawed, snapping her jaws. She was hesitant to sink her fangs into one of her own, but the madness of the falling sky seemed to be closing in upon her now. Supernova wailed as she felt fangs latch around her back leg, and out of her peripheral vision she noticed that others of her flock were landing now, sprinting towards the writhing mess of tails, wings and teeth. They seemed to join the scuffle with an enthusiasm unlike anything she had seen before, overwhelming her as though she were the last scrap of prey for the taking. 

Any further cries died out as she felt jaws snap around her throat. Chunks of her plating were ripped and tossed aside by the other Predacons to get access to the energon that still flowed within her. Supernova’s spark began to flicker out as her flock tore her apart, and she cast her gaze to the sky to watch the fiery shards falling from the heavens, cascading all around her. She saw the stars burst within her optics before everything went black, and the great Supernova was extinguished, trapped beneath the wriggling and ravenous mass of bodies.

[sunset-motel]

Pose pack is done and fully works with as a photomode add-on! (Works with look at camera etc and everything, super pleased with myself) Did some couple last minute adjustments but I think it's as good as I'm gonna get it for the first go around. Now to figure out how I am going to provide previews etc for Nexus.

If anyone wants to have a play around with any of these poses, shoot me a message and I'll find a way to share ahead of it's formal release.

[axemetaphor]

like a city that has no walls,

here's a man with no self-control

[pumpkinrootbeer]

I was genuinely concerned over the state of your blog until I remembered it's April 1st. Phew.

wdym my blogs always looked like this 🙂 I've ALWAYS hated this man.

Don't look at my posts from yesterday. They're not real.

[maddiecat01]

So. Another OC dump. Did you know Cabbi has a sister?

Well she does. Meet Bacca (Pronounced "Back-ah", similar how Becca would sound but switch E with an A) She is an idol like character (Inspired by Show by Rock for that bit). Not overly famous but is well known. She a straight ally and well.... I heard rumors going around about her dating a salesman.... Though there are no signs of him being around. Hope he's not a piece of trash... But her love life is none of my business

[bikerboyfriend]

screenshot dump

[itsybitsypeterparker]

@lokitheliesmith continued from HERE

So a very long and detailed sentence to give him an answer to his probably unnecessary question. Cool, cool. Peter was jazzed. No complaints here.

"Dozen....is that literal? Figurative? Do you only have like, 12 animals in your magic arsenal? I mean, heck, that alone is pretty damn sweet. Not really sure what I'd do with that kind of power. But the possibilities are pretty wide open. If you've lived as long as your mythology has then I'm sure you've done any of the cool stuff you could with animal transformation. Uh....cloaking? Whatever it was."

What a save.

[fxntasmagoria]

Michael (The tall goth) tag drop

[el3ctraaa]

One thing about me is that I genuinely want to get married one day because I love love love the idea of someone committing themselves to ONLY me forever and ever and ever and ever.

[silvcrignis]

Memes I spent way too fuckin much time on 1/???

Subject: Keira & Wesker @manufactoredxbyxdesign Sentence Ghostface for His General Existence

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