#lsau

[thecourtjester12]

Introducing the new and improved 'Moondrop' Naptime Attendant of the Superstar Daycare!

CW: Scopophobia, possible eyestrain

"....bedtime, bedtime....it's past your bedtime little one....."

At long last the bot is done! LSAU Moondrop and its non existent personality! It's only following protocols after all.

[ilikemicrowaves]

Number #1 fave design, including a free to use nightwing base. Just leave the watermark, please, if you use it!

Anyways, on the topic of Starflight

For those who don't remember or weren't here during its time, Loyal Starfligh AU (LSAU) Is where the Dod escape almost a weak earlier from the mountain, making the volcano erupt later by the time Starflight is on the island. During this time, he is convinced to help the nightwings but try to do it without hurting the other Dod. However, his desire to get his tribe off the island starts to eat him, and he stats making, not the greatest decisions morally.

[peachpaws0]

I realized I need to make my Pegasi designs more bird-like

[fallenpetalau]

Tada! I made a website!

I thought it'd be nice to have everything all in one place and I got to decorate this as best I can from my old HTML experience. Check it out if you want to :D I had a lot of fun making the front page but it all still is a bit messy

[thecourtjester12]

Ok so..this is a mess...so imma list who everyone is and their au from top left corner to bottom right now T^T All the ones colored were previously made icons...and all the sketched ones i did last night for this XD -Princess Sundrop REDACTED -Yellow Rabbit MIW -Solar Starboy au (found on my side blog) -Polaris LSAU -Moon CTAMK (Co-owned with @sir-qwillian-ferne) -Sunny JDCAU -Celestial of the sun (Alias Sunlight) LOTC -Eclipse ESS -Sun Starboy au (found on my side blog) -Ser Moonrise REDACTED -Callisto ESS -Moon Starboy au (found on my side blog) -Moondrop LSAU -Celestial of the moon (Alias Moonlight) LOTC -Moo J-TOL -Sally-Sun (or Jack-O-Moon) NBCau -CTAMK Sun (co-owned by Qwill) -CTAMK Eclipse (co-owned by Qwill) -Eclipse Starboy au (found on my side blog) -Nova ESS -Cheshire Moon MIW -Madders Hat MIW -Lunar Starboy au (found on my side blog)

New Meme Alignment Chart came to me in a fit of Mania this morning. Have fun kids!

[thecourtjester12]

That's not my NAME...

...that's not who I am...

...wrong, wrong, WRONG.

My name is POLARIS.

LSAU Sun Polaris is here! (The red is CRAYON, not blood just to clarify!!) Feel free to ask stuff about him and his Au! Asks are open! I may not answer them till...potentially January...but I will see them and be plotting! :3 the drawing of the paper (vandalized and before) will be under the cut!

[ilikemicrowaves]

LOYAL STARFLIGHT AU

Notes: LOYAL Starflight au is were Starflight decides to help the nightwings take the Rainforest instead of Glory.

Summary: starflight meets his father and finds out why Fatespeaker claims to be the wings of night

Plans

Starflight followed his father to the other side of the lab as he struggled to turn the circular handle to what seemed to be a vault door.

"Our understanding of this biological anomaly is so new that we haven't even put it in any scrolls." He said in a fascinated voice.

Fatespeaker bumped into Starflight since Morrowseer's massive body took up a large amount of room.

"It turns out one tribe of dragon has evolved an unusual defense mechanism." He continued finally opening the door as they filled in.

Inside, the floor was covered in what Starflight first thought was splattered black paint, but recognized it as venom.

"You'll never guess which one!" Mastermind said.

"Rainwings." Starflight answered.

The delight on Masterminds face brightened. "Yes! They shoot venom out if their fangs."

He walked over to the middle of the room, spreading one wing to gesture at the venom marks.

"One of our first questions, naturally, was how far can they shoot? What's a safe distance to attack them from?" He put on a show by making dramatic hand movements, something Clay would laugh at Starflight for doing the same.

We truly are alike, not just interests.

Helmet in hand, Mastermind circled the black trail marking as Starflight and Fatespeaker followed.

"This is as far I've ever seen a dragon shoot. An older male, suggesting the skill gets stronger as they age." Mastermind theorized.

"Actually, they have training sections. Though the teachers in the Rainforest aren't the best as of what I've seen." Correct Starflight.

"Interesting, I'll have to write that down. Very observant, son. Oh I just love saying that word, now that it has a purpose!"

Starflight felt pride in his stomach, maybe his father wasn't like his other friend's parents after all.

As Mastermind wrote, he continued about his research on these unfortunate rainwings.

"The next question, of course, was what doesn't react to venom?" After writing the side note and crossing out some previous ones, he lead them to a table with two trays of different material.

"What could we use for protection? Metal, for one thing."

He knocked onto the Helmet he sat on the table.

"But anything biological, it destroys." He lifted his talon to show the rotten lizard and fish, as well with withering plants.

Fatespeaker commented her opinion with an "eww.."

Mastermind, leaning over the trays and collecting himself and the Helmet, continued. "If it gets in your eye or blood stream, you are most likely to die, instantly."

Maybe that's what happened to queen Scarlet

"If it hits your scales, you'll wish you where."

Starflight touched his head, thinking about the melting faces of Scarlet and Crocodile.

"I've seen it kill two dragons so far." He revealed.

Mastermind lifted his head before readjusting his glasses.

"Two, really? How surprisingly careless. We haven't picked up any rainwings with that little control yet."

"They weren't careless it was on purpose."

Mastermind smiled, "Purpose? That changes things entirely! I want to know everything! How long did death take? What provoked the attack?"

Excitingly, Mastermind unhooked a key off a key holder.

"I've never seen rainwings attack other dragons." Commented Fatespeaker.

"Even a rainwing will defend themselves from time to time." Educated Starflight.

"In my experience, not often." Mastermind equipped his helmet, unlocking the door Starflight hadn't noticed before.

"But why don't you stand back just in case."

Upon unlocking the door, they entered what seemed to be a torture room. A Rainwing, a somber gray, the most miserable color he thought he could see a rainwing be, hung by chains on a ceiling.

Below them was a drain.

That'll be useful if I need to escape, if it leads to anywhere anyway.

"What are you doing to her!?" Gasped Fatespeaker in fear.

"We where testing wether or not they run out of venom. Unfortunately she passed out before we could gather any useful data."

Fatespeaker ran over to the cauldron filled with water and struggled to carry its heavy weight over to the rainwing.

"What are you doing?" Mastermind asked.

"Giving her water!" She snapped.

That is a good idea. If she's dehydrated she's more likely to faint.

Starflight walked over to them and could hear the weak gulps as the rainwing began to drank.

"Who are you?" He asked.

Taking a breath, the rainwing spoke. "Orchid...no nightwing has ever asked me that." She managed.

Starflight recognized that name. "Oh, Mangrove's been looking for you." He said.

"Than I won't give up on living just yet."

She let her head head hang again as her scales shifted to a beautiful pink.

"Incredible! What did you say to make her do that? I've never seen it before!" Mastermind observed.

Wow, he really doesn't know.

"She's thankful for the water." Interjected Fatespeaker.

"Fascinating! Utterly fascinating!"

He swooped around and stuck his head out of the room.

"Strongwings! This one is ready to go back! And Strongwings, guess what! I have a brilliant son!"

A bulky dragon larger than him walked in padded with armor that looked like a skywings.

"Yeah whatever, when will I get one of these fancy looking helmets?"

Mastermind yanked it away as Strongwings tried to touch it.

"This is just a prototype."

While Strongwings started to unclick the locks around Orchid Mastermind stopped Starflight before he could walk any further.

"As one can imagine, the hardest part about making venom-proof armor is making it possible to see!" He lifted the helmet into his face.

"I'd be interested in your thoughts."

Starflight blinked a few times.

"Firstly, I'd like to discuss how you treat the rainwings." He said. "Why are we studying them? Why do we need to protect ourselves?"

Mastermind lead him and Fatespeaker out of the room.

"Queens orders." He simply said. "Right now that information is restricted from you, I wish I could tell right now but Morrowseer and the Queen forbids it."

He looked him dead in the eyes. "Surely as my son you understand that, right?"

Still just meeting his father he didn't want to disappoint him, he's his only family after all.

"I understand, until I earn her majesty's trust, I won't bother you about it."

Mastermind smiled, "thank you," leaving the room he lead them out to a bridge the clutched to the side of the mountain.

"I must attend my daily meeting with the queen, I hope to catch up with you soon!"

Mastermind hugged Starflight, making him feel very affectionate compared to his other friend's parents.

"Goodbye, dad." He said with a wave as Mastermind disappeared into a different room.

"Wow." Fatespeaker said. "So, turns out we are terrible dragons." She said.

"I still don't understand why we are kidnapping rainwings..." He said.

"Neither do I! And did you see how bad she looked?" Fatespeaker was circling around the ledge now.

She stopped infront of Starflight. "And how did you know her? I thought nightwings didn't leave this place?"

"I'm not from here, I was raised by the Talons of peace."

Fatespeaker giggled. "Liar, I've never seen you in camp."

Starflight lifted his head towards her "I'm not, we were born under a mountain, I am the dragonet from the prophecy."

Fatespeaker had doubt written all over her. "I am! Morrowseer says I'm special, I was born on the brightest night!"

"False, neither of you are in the prophecy yet." Said a booming from above.

Morrowseer landed with a loud thud.

"Only one of you will be in the prophecy. That's why your here. Thankfully we didn't have to put up a fight getting Starflight here."

"Don't you know? You delivered the prophecy."

Tossing his head in a frustrated manner he said, "Prophecies, are complex."

Fatespeaker grinned and turned to Starflight to whisper, "Thats a good comeback. I should write that down."

Jabbing his claw in their direction, Morrowseer continued to explain.

"The real problem is neither of you are suitable. You are both weak and too sympathetic. We made an error letting you be raised without a nightwing at watch." He said with grimace in his voice.

"Why aren't I suitable?" Asked Fatespeaker.

"You act like a hatchling! And you!" Pushing Starflight back a little he yelled.

"You've antagonized our ally!"

"Hey, that's not my fault!" Starflight protested. "My friends did! I tried to convince them but they wouldn't listen."

"You have no leader ship at all! Maybe if you were a true nightwing things would be different." He said. "But now you've placed our whole in jeopardy."

Starflight pushed back the large talon infront of him. "If you told me the plan maybe I could have helped! I can't when I don't even know what it is!"

Morrowseer lashed his tail and huffed.

"We cannot trust either of you with the nightwing secrets. Not until you are proven loyal."

Starflight puffed a plum of smoke.

"I am loyal! Why do you think I abandoned my friends in the first place?"

Morrowseer considered it for a moment, then alofted himself into the smokey sky.

"Queens orders, follow me."

Doing what they were told they followed after Morrowseer. Starflight could feel ashes hit his face and shoulders flying through the thick smoke.

Swooping up to Fatespeaker he asked, "any visions about their plan?"

Carelessly she said, "nope!" And flew faster ahead of Morrowseer.

Starflight continued to fly while the wind wrapped around his body.

Mmh, He thought, odd. But I need to figure out their plan. Why are they kidnapping and studying rainwings? Especially their venom. Maybe they're using that research to understand what's happening to us, with the prey and our poisonous bite.

Have I ever done that? He continued to think. I do recall biting Kestrel in training once, and her wrist swelled a little. I thought it was because it got infected from an open wound.

"I guess not..." He said to himself.

But why bother to understand that during times like this?

They also are looking for ways to protect themselves from the venom, but rainwings are pacifists. Maybe if I told them that they would put an end to this research.

"Wake up dreamy face!" Fatespeaker snapped him out of his thoughts. "Morrowseer says you need to meet the others, in case you're the dragonet for the prophecy."

Oh no, there's others?

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Notes: Thank you for reading this :) it'd be really appreciated if you reblog this so other can see my work!

[peachpaws0]

Twilight!!!!!

[thecourtjester12]

A playdate has occured!!! : DDD

Jingle J. and Polaris First 'Playdate'

A few employees bring a spindly, eight foot tall jester animatronic into a living room like area, equipped with a long couch, a chair, and a table. The many bells on the animatronic, attached to them on their skirt, their wrists, the tops of their feet, and extending from their hat, make loud jingling noises while they move.

She wears a mask reminiscent of older 'puppet' models or staff bots, with closed eyes and a wide smile. Her gait is long and energetic, arms swishing at her sides. She's mostly unbothered by the annoyance of the employees.

"Play nice," one of the employees says, then closes the door, leaving the robot alone only for a moment.

Not long after another animatronic is brought into the room. Shorter then the first at seven and a half feet with his heeled shoes.

He looks like a more aesthetically pleasing sun model, with bright colors and less uncanny face.

He frequently skirts around the employees attempts to touch him as they usher him in. He gives them a customer service quality smile, thanking them pleasantly for escorting him.

Upon the metal door closing and locking the two in the new room, he grimaces looking to the other in room.

His grimace is quick to change back into a broad, albeit strained smile.

"Ahem....Hello there....new friend. My name is Polaris, and you are?" He emphasizes his name, false cheer to the words.

The puppetoid leaps forward towards their new companion with boundless energy and enthusiasm, the chimes of countless bells still ringing in the air as they offer a three fingered hand.

"Jingle J. Jester, friend! It's very, very nice to meet you!" Their voice matches the energy of their movement, and even while they speak they cannot seem to stay still, swaying back and forth on their heels. "You're from another location, aren't'cha? Another daycare attendant model? Not like me, no, no, I'm not fit for the daycare, I just know some fellows from my location's daycare! I wasn't actually allowed in during open hours. Or anywhere near the general public. But Strudel and Kuiper spent time with me after closing!"

The fellow rambles quicker than lightning striking the ground, hard for any normal human to decipher. Their excitement is obvious, but it seems possible that's just how they are.

Polaris watches, keeping his strained smile and blinking slowly.

Uncertain.

Something about the others mannerism read as like that of a child...while he could be wrong and they may not truly be a child in mindset...hard to tell with fellow animatronics over humans.

His smile becomes a bit less broad, still smiling but less strained then before as he listens.

Nodding along quietly.

Watching the other's constant movement, Polaris subconsciously starts to sway slowly. Just enough to make the skirt like ruffles on his waist give a slight swish.

A habit from working with children.

"...Yes, yes I am. I'm not sure which its referred to as though." He tilts his head. "Are...Strudel and Kuiper your....friends Mx. Jingle?" He asks politely, not wanting to outright imply they could be the others...guardians.

"Oh, yes! They got me out of that wretched box - I don't like cramped spaces, no siree, much too small for a fellow like me! I owe them everything, and they're so nice to me!" She takes her hand away, deciding he doesn't seem interested in shaking it. That is just fine, she's quite happy simply to meet another person. After all, Strudel and Kuiper are her only friends that stuck around. She hasn't seen any of the kids from before she was banned from interacting with them.

"Are your friends in the other room with you too? You're kept in a room, aren't'cha? Or is it different for you?" So, so many questions, very similar to how a child would behave. "Miss Strudel and Mx. Kuiper are still there, I think. I don't think they wanted me to go, they didn't look very happy... But when I go back I can tell them all about you, nice m... oh. gender? Er, pronouns?"

At the mention of them being in a box Polaris gives a concerned frown. "You were...trapped in a box before?"

He gives another polite smile, wary but softer. He can't help it around children, no matter how miserable he truly is, they bring out the best in him.

"I'm glad they helped you, they sound like...good friends." He's grateful when they dropped their hand, not wanting to be...rude but not keen on the contact.

Polaris blinks pausing and giving a strained smile when asked about his....'friend'.

"My....company counterpart...er 'friend' is still in the room yes. I share a room with it. I assume anyone here share's with others from their location." He tells the fellow animatronic, trying to force some cheer he doesn't feel into his words.

He clasps his hands behind his back, metal squeaking at his tight but hidden grip, hiding his discomfort with the last two questions.

"I'm....Male, I'm male, He/him." Polaris tells then, words coming out a bit more stilted, lacking the practice ease his speech usually has.

"Mhm. The charging box. I don't like it very much, but it's the only thing compatible for my model to charge." Their movements grow slower, more uneasy. They have no facial expression, only the ever-smiling mask, so body language is the only tell of how they dislike the topic of conversation. The box isn't nice, not at all. So small. So dark. So cramped.

She's very glad that the conversation is changing subjects, and returns to her previous, energetic state as Polaris brings up his 'friend'. Any sense of discomfort or tenseness is completely lost on her, and she claps her hands together.

"That's wonderful! Friends should be able to stick together. I can't imagine what it would be like without my companions. Oh, and thank you, Mr. Polaris! It's very nice to meet you, very nice indeed! You're so kind!"

They giggle and twirl, the pieces to their skirt flaring out like a tornado. They had been bored out of their mind only a few moments previous, when they were in their 'residential space', so they are very glad to have someone new to talk to with new options for things to do.

"Could you tell me about yourself, Mr. Polaris? You seem very interesting!"

"The rooms here are...decent at least, baren but decent in size and clean. Better then your box, I'm sure." Polaris tries to tell them cheerily, wanting to cheer them up.

"Er....yes, friends are certainly wonderful things to have. It's been nice to meet you as well little light." He feels awkward, agreeing but...not truly having friends himself, the little lights he watches over being the closest to that.

He realized what he said and is quick to backtrack. "Sorry, so sorry, Mx. Jingles, I didn't mean to call you....little light, habit of calling the children that." He smiles politely.

Polaris gives his rays a spin, trying to mirror the others energy.

"I'm sure you are much more interesting then me, but...at my location I work with the children, playing with them, making crafts and ensuring they stay safe. Sometimes they try to rope me into joining them for crafts or 'grand adventures' and stories. My...counterpart watches over them as they sleep."

"Oh, yes, very nice. Much more space in the room than in the box! Strudel and Kuiper both have beds, those are very soft and cozy." The beds aren't the highest quality, but they're better than no bed at all, which is what Jingle is used to. She doesn't have a bed of her own, but Kuiper and Strudel don't mind sharing with her, so it was fine.

"It's no problem, Mr. Polaris! I thought it was nice," Jingle hums with delight. They're more than used to being assigned little nicknames, Strudel and Kuiper do it quite frequently. They're rather fond of it, in fact.

"That sounds a lot like what Strudel does! And your counterpart is like Kuiper, then! Day and night, night and day!" Somehow, the comparison seems to make Jingle more excited than they already were, like they were winning a game of connect the dots. "Of course there'd be similarities, you're all daycare attendant models, but... Still!"

Polaris forces out a chuckle.

"Right....right, same base model, but we each have have things to make us different as well..." Polaris watches them for a moment, tentative.

"Mx. Jingles...what about you, is there anything you enjoy to do or talk about? There...isn't much to do in here but we could play a game of some kind or talk about something you like or....even a story if you'd prefer?"

Polaris can feel his caretaker protocols itching for him to engage like he's supposed to with a child, despite the other being....far bigger then himself, they read as a child nonetheless.

"Hmm... I do like stories a lot, Kuiper tells me those sometimes! In general, I like to do crafts too, Strudel usually helps me with that, but we don't have stuff here right now. And I love games! Games are so much fun, all sorts of games! I like a lot of things, I guess." Their words are followed immediately by an amused giggle, and they do yet another twirl.

They aren't very fond of staying still. They like to make use of all the open space they have while they have it, just in case they get trapped again. That's a thought they don't like.

"Mmmmm, nope..." she mutters to herself, then focuses on Polaris once more, "what would you like to do, Mr. Polaris? I don't mind any of them!"

Seeing their love of moving about, Polaris gets an idea.

"...I could teach you one of the dances I teach the little lights, it's not often I get a chance to, we may not have music but I could hum or sing, I'm...probably out of practice. Just an idea." Polaris spins his rays, smiling to hide his uncertainty at suggesting this.

"Oh! Oh I'd love that! That sounds very fun!" Jingle grabs pieces of their skirt and swishes them about, quite giddy. They love the idea of dancing, though they can't recall if they've ever actually done any real dances before. Probably not, they conclude, but they aren't opposed to trying.

The door to the room opens.

"Wrap it up, you two, you're out of time," one of the employees from earlier says.

Polaris tries to hide how he tenses up, giving the employee a polite smile.

"Of course. Maybe next time Mx. Jingle...?" He looks to Jingle with a smile.

It was...strange to see someone else but...as awkward as it was, he did enjoy his time with...the childlike animatronic.

"Next time, Mr. Polaris! Hopefully it'll be real soon!" Jingle Jester waves with the same overenthusiasm they'd been giving this entire time. They're slightly hesitant to leave, not wanting to abandon their new friend just yet, but follow when the employee beckons them over.

"Goodbye~!"

[flying-dancing-164]

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Hôm ấy bước chân xuống đến sbay là trên ng mặc bao nhiu cái áo dài tay tôi lột sạch còn có cái áo 2 dây. Ở Đức đang mùa phùn, có mười mấy độ mà sang tới Athen là 30 mấy độ. Ulatroi. Ngồi tàu cả nửa tiếng mới vào đc tới trung tâm. Cái bnb mình chọn nó nằm khu sầm uất, mà gần xịch Acropolis. Tối ra balcon ngồi xích đu ăn snack hóng tí gió rồi ngắm Acropolis lên đèn lung linh thik thật sự. Ông Ph còn bảo bao h quay lại Athen thì lại book cái chỗ này vì nó quá là oki lun ý. Sáng hsau hay đứa leo lên nhg vì hok có thời gian và hok mua vé skip the line trc nên chẳng vào sâu bên trong xem đc ji :( Lại hẹn lsau.

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Chà, nếu hok tính đợt đầu năm về Vn thì năm nay phải đợi mãi tới tháng 8 tui mới lại đc đi du lịch á.

À mà thấy Vn dịch lại bùng lên rùi. Hi vọng là mọi thứ ổn để bme ck qua chơi đc. Chứ Ti làm giấy tờ mời bme qua xong xuôi rùi. Mà tới lúc hem sang dự đám cưới của tụi mình và đi chơi đc thì bùn lém.

[playdatecollectorau]

Name: Moondrop Alias 'Moondrop'

SMod creator/original location: SMod Jester, LSAU.

Type: Traditional Moon daycare attendant model. (Requires charging cord.)

Pronouns: It/its. Will respond to any.

Gender: N/A.

Personal belongings: None.

Special accommodations required/Requests: None.

Room shared with: 'Polaris' Counterpart to 'Moondrop'.

[thecourtjester12]

This man (who is also my icon rn XD)

Since Fazbear co. has MANY Sun animatronics he decided to go by Polaris, a star instead (despite the irony that we usually think of there being only one sun and many stars, its flipped XD and his au is Lonely Star au so....)

I think it's funny that almost every dca enjoyer has a "Star" oc

[thecourtjester12]

LSAU chapter!

First 'proper' chapter of the story, with a few cw's needed this time! It's FNAF so a few are expected, this isn't a soft story after all! ^-^

(And another small friend's cameo this time being @antfarmingantfarms you get to be in this chap :DD)

[ilikemicrowaves]

I wasn't proud of how I drew Eyesore last time, so I redraw him

Unshaded:

[thecourtjester12]

I now have a skin of Moo

And Polaris!!! : DDD

hey hey minecraft dca people can we chat about like

Who we gonna be or smth

I would really like to be Clipsy (ruin accurate ish, well , my version)

But if one of you guys wanna that's okay too

Ocs are good too

And

Yeah

(I really wanna play this lmao)

@rayofmisfortune @thecourtjester12 @sketchtxt there's someone else I'm forgetting their tag hol up

[playdatecollectorau]

Moondrop's new room

When it boots up, it shifts upright, no longer about to fall over.

With a scan of the room and it's current directives it sees many protocols put on hold.

Its only directives are to stay put in the assigned room, stay charged, and behave.

The other lays curled up on the small bed before it, a neccesity to humans, something not needed.

It doesn't understand why the other requested something unneccessary to their protocols.

Grabbing its cord it too plugs itself in, it was told to stay charged.

So, it will do as it is requested to.

Sitting in the corner it plugs itself in, sitting and watching.

Red eye bright in the dim room, the door and the other in easy few at all times.

It does as it's told.

Stay charged.

Sit and wait, sit and wait.

It will do as its protocols tell it.

Sit and wait.

Sit and wait.

It will do as its told until it receives new directs.

Sit and wait.

Sit and wait.

Polaris 'woke' from his simulated sleep, sensors having caught movement in the room.

Opening his milky eyes he meets a dead red stare.

Only the fact this has happened many a time keeps him from screaming.

As unsettling as the other is, this is nothing new…He closes his eyes, ignoring the other.

There's not point in trying to talk with it anyways….why bother anymore.