#like i get they dont happen here but fuck its weird

[hotdrinkaddict]

okay okay okay i havent even finished disco elysium yet, i've found the killer etc etc but i havent hit the credits yet blah blah

that's to say i dont know what happens when you have a bad relationship with Kim

BUT I SHALL WONDER NONETHELESS with one of those "read more" bars since i've already clogged up some dashboards enough

okay okay so

there would be points throughout the game where it becomes really obvious that This Isnt Realtiy and you would have the option to acknowledge or ignore it

If you keep searching for the cat and ignore the weird stuff eventually you find the cat at which point the dream breaks down and you wake up

now again i havent played or seen a 'Kim doesnt trust you' run so i don't know what happens in it like where he dies or just gets injured or whatever and so forth

so after quick "BITCH YOU WERE DREAMING THE WHOLE TIME WAKE THE FUCK UP" from the mind peeps Harry wakes up with whatever injuries he sustained from the shoot out

he gets up to go find kitsuragi and after some asking around and getting weird/vague answers you go to Kim's police car and call the precinct to find out he died in the shoot out and you have to finish the investigation on your own. harry hangs up and falls to ground sobbing. the game ends.

BUT acknowledging the weirdness and unreality will lead to one of the mind peeps to break through like

PERCEPTION: "the smell of rubbing alcohol and detergent. the numb feeling of your [limb] as pain killers course through your body. you wear clean clothes and rest in clean sheets"

HALF LIGHT: "height: 180 cm. weight: 100 kg. greasy brown hair and a mustache that crosses your face ear to ear."

AUTHORITY: you are Harrier Du Bois. a man of 44 years, born in '07 you are an officer on the job investigating a murder"

ESPRIT DE CORPS: "forceps and tweezers. metal punctures skin and metal must penetrate it again to remove the debris."

ELECTROCHEMISTY: "you were shot in your [limb]."

PAIN THRESHOLD: "the pain doesnt matter. you have to stand up and find him"

EMPATHY: "Kim Kitsuragi. the officer paired with you on this investigation. a polite and orderly detective from another precinct here with you to aid the murder investigation."

VOLITION: "an investigation you've yet to finish"

INSULIDIAN PHASMID: "Wake Up." (Dolores/Dora would also do wonders here for 'harry moves on from past love' theming)

in this instance you didnt find the cat in the dream and upon waking up it's still listed in your to-do list. you wake up, walk around, and ask everyone where to find your cat

everyone is confused but like it's Harry Du Bois so they all point you in the direction of Kim/that man in the orange coat and Harry respond like: "yes my cat is ginger. he's pretty and nice and smokes one ☝️ cigarette a day"

LOGIC: "cats dont smoke cigarettes"

YOU: well, MY cat DOES because he's COOL

and when you do find kim his model is the cat's model until you get close enough yo interact with him and like Wow Wait that Kim Kitsuragi and Harry gets to have a nice little break down and a "bro i love you so much moment"

The detective stands on the boardwalk arms rested over the railing. between his fingers is a lit cigarette, half its length already burned away.

EMPATHY: he's been here a while. worrying.

The sudden sound of familiar footsteps on the boardwalk jolts him out of his stupor. ash falls from his cigarette as he whips around to meet your eyes

KIM KITSURAGI: "Officer, you're awake." he pauses. "The doctors said you wouldnt be awake for at least two more days"

INLAND EMPIRE: He sits by your bedside waiting for you to wake up. He's worried you wont.

ESPRIT DE CORPS: the anxiety and rumination is too much to withstand. an ocean breeze and cigarette to clear and head and burn away worries. to escape the possibility of losing a man you've grown to care for over the course of only a few days.

EMPATHY: the horror of coming to care for such a broken stranger so quickly. he wanted to be by your side when you woke up.

> Well they were wrong, I'm awake

> I thought you died

>> You were a cat. In a dream I had.

> Oh Pissfaggot my sweet kitty I've missed you so much (you get to name the cat)

KIM KITSURAGI: "ah, while in your coma? well dreams can be quite strange sometimes." He faces to you now. Limbs tense and immobile, unsure what to do.

ELECTROCHEMISTY: The anxious moment before lovers lock lips, eyeing each other to see if they'll say they want it with their words or body language.

YOU: "I couldnt find you. I asked all around town and no one knew where you were. Even the Insulidian Phasmid didnt know."

KIM KITSURAGI: "Oh, a stressful dream?"

> yes, i was so worried

> nah, you werent a good cat

>> a dreadful dream

> Yeah!!! Pissfaggot, I cant believe you forgot your lighter!! It was friday you always smoke under the bridge by moonlight on fridays. I was worried sick looking for you to give you back your lighter!!!!

KIM KITSURAGI: "well, I'm here right now." He lowers his cigarette, a comforting smile plastered on his worried face. He raises his foot to put it out on the sole of his shoe.

DRAMA: The falling action. Resolution. The cigarette was lit to replace you, to fill in the void your comatose state left him in. You are no longer asleep. He no longer needs the cigarette.

>> Hug him /HAND EYE COORDINATION (Medium)

> Kiss him /SUGGESTION (Heroic)

> Hit him /PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT (Impossible)

> "That's good." (Proceed)

(dice roll) 🎲🎲 SUCCESS

You jog up to him and crash your body into his. His arms wrap around you as he braces against the impact preventing you from toppling him over on this rickety boardwalk.

PERCEPTION: the smell of his after shave penetrates your nostrils. it smells nice. he's very nice.

ELECTROCHEMISTY: that's not the only thing I'd let him penetrate if you know what I mean

LOGIC: We are in no condition to have sex.

ELECTROCHEMISTY: the pain would make it better.

COMPOSURE: oh my GOD, shut the FUCK UP i have a CHECK COMING UP

His warmth blankets you. You barely notice the cold winter air biting into your flesh. This is your partner. The man you braved certain death with. The man you're solving this investigation with. The man you trust. A man that trusts you.

> Don't Cry. /COMPOSURE (Impossible)

>Bawl your fucking eyes out on his shoulder. (Proceed)

and that's enough disco elysium fanfiction from me today wahoo. so ye those are ideas for a fictional game that does not exist that i should probably learn to make maybe

also if he failed the hand eye coordination since it's the boardwalk he would've fallen through the old wood

so like i know little witch disco elysium misses the point of disco elysium but imagine a fan game where you're the little witch looking for her cat but every so often you get og disco elysium dialogue

like you interact with a bush or something and suddenly electrochemistry is talking about the smell of a rotting corpse? weird. or the hotel owner being very polite and helpful with finding your cat but randomly he's really pissed about a room you stayed in (you didnt) and he calls you officer (you're not) Cuno is there completely unchanged

and then Empathy or someone breaks through and it's revealed you were actually Harrier DuBois just dissociating and/or high off of something and he's created a complex mind prison where he's not cop investigating a murder

the game switches from whatever cutesy graphic it would naturally have to og disco elysium graphics but you still have the task of finding the cat which you assume is the murderer yada yada but then you have trouble meeting up with Kim it's a bit of a hunt asking around

and THEN it's revealed the cat is actually Kim and Harry was searching for his anchor and friend in this investigation and since it's a fan game it's gay too and the game ends there

also the Insulidian Phasmid is there the whole time and cryptically tell you to Get Out Of the Mind Prison and also ships kimharry because giant bug shipping middle aged men is funny

[heedular]

I just realized I've been here almost a year and noone has mentioned where the tornado safe spots would be

[g00seg1raffe]

So there was a post a while back about Ben Solo always being told "don't do (x), that's how uncle luke lost his hand" when he was a kid - and I raise you: Elrond and Elros being told "don't do (x), that's how Maedhros lost his hand"??

Like, at Amon Ereb when the twins were newly acquired and refusing to eat their vegetables and Maglor is Mag-mothering them until Erestor, feral half-sane clinically depressed anarchist Avari hostage/patient/infiltrator and Certified Little Shit, hits em with:

"I would listen to the Lord Maglor, winyamor, he well knows the dangers that come to young elflings who don't eat enough vegetables - after all, that's how his brother lost his hand."

Elrond looks conflicted. Elros squints suspiciously. "Truly?"

Erestor, practically comatose since the massacre but ultimately saved from Fading by the biological compulsion to fuck with you, lays a hand over his heart. "I would never lie about such a thing! Just what do you take me for? This is a true tale and a grave warning - the Lord Maedhros' hand was tragically lost in the days of his youth, whilst he was still growing as you are. He refused to eat his vegetables and so, cruelly deprived of the strength it needed to grow strong, his body started to fall apart! First his fingers, then his thumb, and then his palm and wrist - all turned blue and dropped off!"

"No!" Elrond gasps. Elros looks both terrified and impressed. Maglor's face is scrunched up into something that the twins probably interpret as pained - at reminder of the horrors of limbs falling off! - but is actually just him busting a rib trying not to laugh.

"Yes!" Erestor cries with relish. "And it never grew back. All because he didn't eat his vegetables. Isn't that right, Lord Maedhros?"

Maedhros, a looming terror at the head of the table, scarred and solemn and impenetrable as his fortresses, narrows his eyes consideringly at the unfolding shenanigans and the rascal behind it. His conclusion? Fuck it. He gives a slow, solemn nod. Completely deadpan and exaggeratedly formal, because it may have been centuries since he last had his brothers smothering laughter at political dinners but the Finwëan sense of humour, once caught, is not an ailment easily cured.

Maglor conceals his wheezes behind his goblet as Erestor nods sagely to the wide-eyed twins, who suddenly seem a sight more interested in their vegetables.

[hauntingblue]

Rewatching act 2.... yeah ISHA WATCH OUT FOR THE CYCLE ISHA!!!!! NOOOOO

[thegreatyin]

this nemesis ambition started out a little slow but I am getting closer to finding that bastard who killed my wife, and I’ll not rest a minute now that im far closer to on his trail

sorry got in character for a second

Anyways fun ambition so far very fucked up though

congratulations on joining the murder club anon!!!! depending on who you ask the name refers to either people who have murdered or people who have witnessed murder. usually both. actually extremely often both. it's a swell time you'll feel right at home (don't mind our collective skyglass knife collection in the back)

[apocalympdicks]

real photo of me when i hear people bitching about the american psycho 'remake'

i have multiple feelings theyre going in the tags but the most important one!

ITS NOT A FUCKING REMAKE OF THE AMERICAN PSYCHO MOVIE W/ CHRISTIAN BALE

[bunnyboy-juice]

spent the first hour and change at work deleting some old files and am having a grand ol time laughing at myself for not realizing i was a lesbian sooner

[torchstelechos]

*Steeples fingers together* The peer review process is important, its good, it means that your biases dont get past first draft stage. Having said that it did hit me with the psychic blast of "Oh shit thats actually worst, you know thats worst right?"

[ratatatastic]

[asks mackie for his bottle] [has no qualms giving it to luosty] "hm?"

[luosty asks him if its okay to drink from it] [has to think about it for a few seconds]

"what?" [asks him again] [nods]

[takes an absolutely big swig] "whatever" [passes bottle back] "oh"

[takes a swig and passes it back]

special cameo ole patty trying to get mackies attention, you know, as someone whos currently his liney, and mackie not even giving him the time of day because hes too busy listening to luosty

terribly important conversations are being had here between lineys who are not currently lineys because the injury bug is a vicious thing around here or alternatively luosty does charm everyone yeah

florida panthers @ new york islanders | 10.26.24

[dashiellqvverty]

the thing about bbc merlin is that in many ways it is very tragic, in the sense that so much bad shit that happens could have easily been avoided if charcters had made different choices, hadn't been so wrapped up in prophecies, had trusted people and communicated openly literally ever, just generally got their heads out of their asses. like i know thats the point, they are trying so hard to do the right things and protect people but the story is unavoidable. HOWEVER it is all soooo fucking poorly executed that none of it is effective. so instead of thinking "wow what a tragic story about fate/destiny/whatever" you walk away like "well that fucking sucked for no reason. i hate that fuckass dragon" and i sometimes feel very cinemasins in the way i pick apart the logic but the thing is the show is written in a way that makes the characters come off as so stupid and always making terrible choices rather than like. tragic victims of circumstance.

[synchlora]

something to be said abt a foster pleading for anyone to adopt their extremely sweet and playful disabled tabby cat for over a year with absolute Crickets in response vs us making one post at 8pm with a frankly very poorly taken photo of a cute no-personality fluffy white kitten we have (who's not even been here 3 days!) and we have 45 comments within the hour and three of our adoption people with their phones blowing up

[cybertron-after-dark]

What are the humans like in wayward sparks? Are there any notable ones?

They're not necessarily as prominent in the story as they tend to be in any canon series that includes them, but they're definitely there. The bots spend the first arc just trying to survive on earth until they find a way home, and they have quite a few run ins with the locals. Most of which are relatively unhinged, many of which are not very friendly, because they crash in an itty bitty, rural new england mountain town called Ironwood, wayyyyy out in the sticks. Most residents aren't particularly afraid to fire at will when giant robot aliens decide to show up.

Least alien-friendly would be Rusty Williams, a local logger with one hell of a trigger finger for anyone and anything on his property he sees as a threat. Aliens, government agents asking a few too many questions, cops, whatever. All of them only get one warning.

Fortunately for the stranded Cybertronians, gunshots aren't really fatal or even particularly damaging long-term for giant robots that can put themselves back together if they sustain enough damage to fall to pieces. Unfortunately, they still do enough damage to tear through their outer armor layers and that tends to hurt like a bitch.

In the very least, there are plenty of humans around with their heads screwed on right that won't try to blast anything that looks at them funny. Like Rusty's Daughter, Crystal.

That said, Crystal is an elusive type. A middle schooler Going Through It, trying REALLY hard to be edgy so people stay away (hence the $2 Spirit Halloween horns headband), she'd really prefer to spend her free time hiding in the woods where nobody can perceive her. Thats been a little more difficult ever since a bunch of giant robots started stomping around out there and all they know about her is her dad is super cringe, so she's pretty scared of a bad first imprsssion.

She'd be lying if she said she didn't want to be friends with them (which she does lie about frequently because ew, genuine feelings), especially the Decepticons, because she thinks they're cooler, but she also knows her dad would flip his lid if he knew.

Also interested in approaching the Resident Aliens, is Marie Lambert.

Marie's only just recently moved into Ironwood. It's been a rocky transition to say the least. Her dad's a biologist, a real science-y type, and he moved out to the boonies to be closer to the wildlife. Marie's plenty used to being out in the sticks, camping trips with her dad were a regular occurrence before the move, but it's a little hard to get used to the new place when there aren't very many kids her age around. And the ones that are there aren't exactly very welcoming to flatlanders showing up taking over the place.

But in the very least, Marie makes ONE friend when she finds Crystal out in the woods. And a few more when they find what the adult residents of Ironwood have been telling them to stay the hell away from.

They don't approach them straightaway (mostly because their first encounter consists of watching Shockwave scare away Bumblebee, and Shockwave skulking off when he realizes he spooked the Autobot), but the next day at school they start Planning. They HAVE to know more about the robots, and they're willing to pool their resources and information to make that happen. They figure if there's two sides and they don't play nice with each other, it's easiest for one girl to pick one side and they tell each other whatever they can find out.

This begins several beautiful friendships

Marie chooses to gather info on the Autobots. Mostly because, well, they seem less scary and potentially friendlier. She tries the polite thing (which she's hoping will result in the least possible chance for things to go off the rails) and knocks right on their door. The bots aren't really sure how to respond to a very small, very shy alien critter that showed up right at their door to ask what they are and if she can hang out. Marie isn't sure if any of this was a good idea.

They turn out to be pretty welcoming, especially because organics that aren't actively shooting at them are a nice change of pace.

She gets especially close with Bumblebee. Hes comforting. Makes her feel like everything's going to be okay. She gets pretty anxious, and he's good at keeping her grounded. So far, anyway...

On Crystal's side, it's been... Well, it's been different.

The cons would not admit it on their deathbeds but good lord did Crystal scare the slag out of them when they first realized she was there. She snuck right on aboard their crashed ship and nobody noticed her for about 15 minutes.

After the initial scare, and a bunch of big bad giant robots scrambling around because there is a Tiny Squishy Critter in their Space and they do NOT know what to do about that, Crystal starts in trying to get answers. Answers most of the cons aren't particularly willing to give out (other than Shockwave, who is just very excited at the opportunity to make a new friend).

Megatron eventually deems her more or less harmless. She isn't really causing problems or hurting anyone, she doesn't appear to be hostile (other than hissing at Lugnut when he got too close), and he can't really fault the little gremlin for her curiosity. An ally in a foreign world can be very very valuable when you're stranded, so he lets her stay, "as long as she doesn't get in the way."

Marie and Crystal meet up at school during lunch to share notes. It gets confusing trying to keep track of everything when the two sides give conflicting information so often. The girls try to keep an open mind. Hard to remember things about someone you don't like, but they can't really figure out which version is true for any given story, but they're hoping if they spend enough time with their robot friends, they'll figure it out together.

Maybe they can even help the bots and the cons make up. It's just a silly fight, after all.

It's not like anyone's going to get hurt, right? They're all good people.

[savetheghost]

wanna be put in a room with craft stuff for 10 years

[arts-i-enjoy]

AHHHHHH

[britneyshakespeare]

Yesterday at the high school I was in for this art teacher and they all had like projects they were gonna present to work on in Google classroom, so like many days as a substitute teacher it was quiet and I mostly just sat at the desk and read. But then this one kid in my peripheral vision was looking at me and when I glanced over her laughed a little. And I looked away cuz I was like whatever maybe he was whispering smth w his friends.

But then he says "I have a question"

"Yeah?"

"What two colors make purple?"

"Oh. Red and blue"

"Thank you... I appreciate the no judgment answer"

I didn't even think about it lol

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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