#magician hat and beaver

[poundfooolish]

Strong high school memories of downloading Čarobnjakov šešir one fuckin pixel at a time because it was the entirely untranslated sequel to my favorite childhood movie, just me and some guy in fuckin Croatia probably building this torrent together in the few hours on stolen high school internet, which I then watched and still have despite not speaking a lick of croatian NO I still don't know what the plot is but it was all about my favorite little side character and I was dedicated.

do you know how hard it is to find one movie in a language you don't speak from a country that also does not seem to give a shit about this movie and also you can't point out on a map. In 2008.

[magpie-trinkets]

Skipped the previous frame because @call-me-rucy did a wonderful analysis of the light and shadow in that one, check it out! Really makes you wonder about the relative position of the light source and the object, taking into account the shadow and its sharpness.

Now, about top hats. An iconic type of headwear that features a wide brim and a tall top, used in formal wear and magician wear. The top of the hat, which I will be calling tower (because I can and it's very illustrative), is hard, to avoid bending and wear, to maintain its shape. The tower is empty inside, of course, and one might find fauna such as rabbits, hares and doves inside. The top hat started to exist around the later half of the 18th century (1760s-1790s). It remained as men's head wear consistently, though the occasions and social classes who used it varied a bit. It started to decline in the 1960s, during a counterculture movement, and nowadays it's rare to see a top hat out in the wild, although it's still used.

There are different types of top hat as well, which vary only in material, such as a beaver hat, a silk hat, and opera hats (which could be collapsed into itself).

The top hat the Layton-shaped figure wears is quite tall, even for some top hat standards.

[squidproquoclarice]

Yeehawgust Day 30: Last Stand

July 1907: Blackwater, West Elizabeth

A peculiar thing being back near Blackwater after all this time, and after it had all gone so terribly wrong.  But things had changed so much in eight years, and so had he.  It had been a good run here in West Elizabeth, and their last stand here in the Midwest before heading out to California, so there would be nearly a week to spend time with Lucy, Cornelius and Tarquin.  Living a life of two shows a day except on Sundays, and forever training and refining one’s act in between, sometimes left little time.  Small wonder that traveling days were some of the best in that way, for all the fuss of uprooting.

At this particular moment, though, Josiah’s mind was on other matters, as he headed into the mess tent.  Not seeing Jerry, the Starr and Baum Circus’ head cook, to offer him the miserable beasts, he instead spied Robbie DeFarge, their ringmaster.  Heading over, he exclaimed, “Blasted rabbits are more trouble than they’re worth, I swear that I’m cutting them from my act.”

Never mind that a magician pulling a rabbit from a hat was such an expectation that he’d done it these past three years almost by rote.  One had to give the audience what they wanted sometimes.

Robbie smiled, reaching out and patting Josiah on the shoulder.  “Josiah, calm down.  What happened?”

He sighed.  “The miserable little beast shit in the hat, and I barely managed to clear it out without the rubes noticing before putting it back on my head.”  Between that and the destruction of several top hats with their incessant chewing, he’d had it.  Rabbit stew was on the menu so far as he was concerned.  He’d sooner stick to producing doves from the hat, thank you very much.

The table of performers, Liam and Mandy and Teddy and the rest, got a laugh at his expense from that, and Josiah ruefully accepted that.  Then he heard a voice he hadn’t in years.  “There’s some real sleight-of-hand.  But you was always good at that, Josiah.”

It couldn’t be, but it was.  No ghost, no magic trick.  Arthur Morgan himself sitting back here in the mess tent as casually as if he’d belonged here, and he had to know someone in the circus given they didn’t let rubes back here.  Josiah saw the grey creeping in at Arthur’s temples, the other little signs of age.  Mostly he saw the fact that he didn’t look like the deathly pale, skeletally thin man he’d bid farewell at Beaver Hollow.  He looked well, and happy, and even happy.

Flicking his glance aside, he saw Sadie Adler sitting there as well, and two young, fair haired children, obviously Sadie and Arthur’s.  He expected that had something to do with that happiness.  An older dark haired boy too, all shy glances, and making the leap from four to twelve, he realized this was Jack Marston.  Where were John and Abigail?

He took all that in at an instant, and even as his mind still turned the wheels of it over and over, he reacted, trying to smooth the waters of things.  “Arthur.  So delightful to see you, and doing so well.  It’s been some years.”  As if they’d parted casually, rather than leaving a dying man to make his last stand, one of the kindest and truest friends Josiah had ever known underneath all that gruff, sarcastic exterior.  As if Arthur hadn’t haunted him riding back to St. Denis, to Lucinda and the boys, swearing to do what it took to do right by them.  Because if Arthur Morgan could die a lonely death trying to do what was right, if a lonely and all too often sad man could find the courage to fight that selflessly, his glib white lies and deceptions to his own wife and sons no longer seemed acceptable, only the miserable tools of a man running from everyone, himself included, and not caring who he hurt.  Knowing if he didn’t change he would lose them, and probably end up either killed in a gutter somewhere or in prison, throwing away the best thing in his life as though it were nothing but fool’s gold.

He’d seen that genuine, selfless love in Arthur Morgan, and seen the twisted, selfish thing he called “love”.  So he’d ridden home, and told Lucinda the truth that he was no office man, including that he would change, that he now saw how much they meant.  Josiah Trelawny, master of smooth patter, had been barely able to find the words, stumbling over them.  It had taken a while for her to trust him, and he understood that, but she have given him the chance to change.

They’d gone to Chicago and his life as an office man hadn’t lasted long, his resolve for honesty at war with his frustration and the sheer stifling pointlessness of it.  The circus had come along, and all the magic tricks he’d practiced for amusement presented an opportunity.  Lucy herself showed quite the flair for it.  He supposed she’d been looking for magic in her life that she’d married him.  Though he wished she wouldn’t saw him in half with quite so much gusto some days when she was annoyed.

“You two know each other?” Robbie asked, eyeing the two of them.

“Oh, we knew each other a ways back--another life, seems like,” Arthur said, voice as nonchalant as Josiah’s had been, and Josiah saw Arthur studying him in turn. 

It did feel like it had been another life.  A bad dream, in some ways, that he had awakened from before it was too late.  Others hadn’t been so lucky.  He thought for a moment, trying to find some excuse to get Arthur alone for a few minutes so they could talk, but he was confident he could manage it.

Looking at Arthur Morgan, alive and well, he wondered if the man had any notion that he had become a bit of a magician himself, and not mere misdirection and parlor tricks.  True transformation, given how many lives he had saved and changed in the end, Josiah’s included.  And of course, like a good magician, disappearing only to reappear with dramatic surprise.  He found himself smiling at that, amused by it.

[scotianostra]

The Ball Of Kirriemuir

With it being the anniversary of J M Barrie's birth I was hunting around for something from Kirriemuir, this a a guid wee find and TOTALLY not for those easily offended nor is it what you would expect from Kenneth McKellar.  The lyrics vary with content and the length of the song, some more blue than others........ nothing to do with Barrie, but great fun! 

The ball, the ball, the ball, the ball The ball of Kirriemuir There were four and twenty prostitutes Lying on the floor

CHORUS: Singing: Balls to your partner, Ass against the wall, If you've never been laid on Saturday night, You've never been laid at all. Four and twenty virgins, Came down from Inverness, And when the ball was over There were four and twenty less. The elders of the kirk arrived And were surprised to see Four-and-twenty maidenheads Hanging from a tree Four and twenty whores, Came up from Glockamore, And when the ball was over They were all of them double bore. The village plumber he was there, He felt an awful fool, He'd come eleven leagues or more And forgot to bring his tool. There was fucking in the hallways, And fucking in the ricks, You couldn't hear the music For the swishing of the pricks. They were fucking in the Barley. They were fucking in the oats. Some were fucking sheep, but most were fucking goats. There was fucking in the kitchen, And fucking in the halls, You couldn't hear the music for The clanging of the balls. There was fucking in the parlor, And fucking on the stairs, You couldn't see the carpet For the mass of public hairs. I put my head upon her lap, and she put hers in mine. We sucked a bit and blowed a bit and that's called sixty-nine. The parson's daughter she was there, The cunning little runt, With poison ivy up her ass And thistle up her cunt. The village whore she was there, Doing a really good stunt Stuck to the ceiling By the suction of her cunt. The village idiot he was there Sitting on a pole Pulled his foreskin over his head And whistled though the hole. The mayors wife she was there Lying on the floor Every time she spread he legs The suction closed the door Grandma and Grandpa they were there Sitting by the fire Knitting prophylactics Out of old rubber tires. The village postman he was there He had a case of the pox Couldn't fuck the women So he fucked a letter box. Little Tommy he was there He was only eight Couldn't fuck the women So he had to masturbate. The blacksmith's brother he was there A mighty stud was he Lined 'em up against the wall And fucked 'em three-by-three. The village hooker she was there Feeling mighty fine Lined 'em up against the wall And fucked 'em nine-by-nine. The village rugger he was there the mightiest of men Lined 'em up against the wall And fucked em ten-by-ten. The village magician he was there Up to his favorite trick Pulling his asshole over his head And standing on his prick. Father O'Flanagan he was there And in the corner sat Amusing himself by abusing himself And catching it in his hat. Dino had an even stroke His skill was much admired He gratified one cunt at a time Until his skill expired. Jock McVennig he was there A looking for a fuck But every cunt was occupied And he was out of luck. Michael Lee when he got the there His prick was long and high But when he fucked her forty times He was fucking mighty dry. McTavish, oh yes, he was there His prick was long and broad And when he fucked the furriers wife She had to be rebored. The village dogcatcher Proved he was no slouch Went out and caught the neighbors dog And fucked it on the couch. The village gynecologist he was there On a beaver hunt Pulled down all the women's pants And probed through all their cunts. The village dunce he was there All alone he stands Amusing himself by abusing himself And using both his hands. The village idiot he was there, Up to this and that, Amusing himself by abusing himself, And catching it in his hat. The bride was in the kitchen Explaining to the groom, The vagina not the rectum Is the entrance to the womb. The village magician he was there, Up to his favorite trick, Pulling his foreskin over his head, And disappearing up his prick. The village giant he was there, A mighty man was he, He lined them up against the wall And fucked them three by three. The vicar and his wife were there, Having lots of fun, The parson had his finger Up another lady's bun. The village doctor he was there, He had his bag of tricks, And in between the dances He was sterilizing pricks. Father O'Flanagan he was there, And in the corner he sat, Amusing himself by abusing himself And catching it in his had. There was fucking on the couches, There was fucking on the cots, And lying up against the wall Were rows of grinning twats. Giles he played a dirty trick, We cannot let it pass, He showed a lass his mighty prick Then shoved it up her ass. Mrs. O'Maley she was there, She had the crowd in fits, A jumping off the mantelpiece And bouncing off her tits. Jackie Stewart did his fucking, Right upon the moor, It was, he thought, much better Than fucking on the floor. Jock McDougall he was there, A looking for a fuck, But every quim was occupied And he was out of luck. The huntsman's daughter she was there, Tired from the hunt, A wreath of roses around her ass And a carrot up her cunt. The chimney sweep he was there, They had to throw him out, For every time he passed some wind The room was filled with soot. The village economist he was there, His prick held in his hand, Waiting for the moment when Supply would meet demand. The village blacksmith he was there, Sitting by the fire, Doing abortions by the score With a piece of red hot wire. The village postman he was there, The poor man had the pox, He couldn't fuck the lasses So he fucked the letter box. The blacksmith's father he was there, A roaring like a lion, He'd cut his cock off in the forge So he used his rod of iron. Dino had an even stroke, His skill was much admired, He fucked away half the night Until his cock expired. The village butcher he was there, Cleaver in his hand, Every time he turned around He circumcised the band. The village virgin she was there, All dressed in frilly pink, She took the boys behind the fence And made their fingers stink. Willy Roberts he arrived, His prick was all alert, But when the night was done "Twas dangling in the dirt." Now little Willy he was there, But he was only eight, He couldn't catch a harlot So he had to masturbate. The village veteran he was there, His balls were made of brass, And when he blew a fart, my lads, The sparks flew out his ass. Little Jimmy he was there, The leader of the choir, He hit the balls of all the boys To make their voices higher. The village leper he was there, Sitting on a log, Peeling foreskin off his cock And feeding it to his dog. Another blacksmith he was there, Tending to his fires, Making prophylactics Out of motorcycle tires. The village builder he was there, He brought his bag of tricks, He poured cement in all the holes And blunted all the pricks. The village cripple he was there, He wasn't very much, Took the girls behind the house And fucked them with his crutch. Wee MacGregor he was there, His pint of beer he'd split, It mingled with the semen That was trickling down his kilt. The mayor's daughter she was there, She had the crowd in fits, Sliding down the bannister And bouncing on her tits. The village stable boy he was there, The bastard was quite coarse, We caught him in the stable With his cock inside a horse. The village parson he was there, All dressed up in his shroud, Swinging on the chandalier Pissing on the crowd. And when the ball was over, What a sight to see, Four and twenty maidenheads A hanging from a tree. And when the ball was over, Everyone did confess, They all enjoyed the dancing But the fucking was the best. Mrs. O'Leary she was there, Swingin' from the chandelier, Spilling her menstrual juices Into everybody's beer. The village cook he was there, The bastard was quite crude, They caught him in the kitchen Masturbating in the food. The Jersey girl was standin' there, Her but against the wall, "Put your money on the table boys, I'm goin' to do youse all!" The parson's wife she was there, And she was worst of all, Pulled her skirt above her head And shouted, "fuck it all." The vicar's wife she was there, Sitting by the fire, Knitting contraceptives Out of india rubber tires. Sergeant Murphy he was there, The pride of the Force, They caught him behind the barn Jacking off a horse. The village whore, she was there Sitting on the floor, Every time she spread her legs, The vacuum shut the door And when the ball was over, All the guests confessed, The music was the finest But the fucking was the best. And so the ball was over, All went home to rest, The music had been exquisite Still the fucking was the best. And finally there was the Johnnie Rugger He seemed like quite a stud. But when it came to fucking His pecker was a dud. First lady over, Second lady front, Third ladies finger up the fourth ladies cunt. Well, McPhearson's band, they were there, A dishin' oot the licks, You cood na' hear a bloody thin' for the swishin' o' the pricks. Best Man in the corner, Instructin' to the Groom, "The vagina, not the rectum son, Is the entrance to the womb." The village whore she was there, A cunning little runt, With herpes sores and the clap on tap, She was na' mer' than a running cunt.

[ask-thehappykids]

The Visitor’s Guide to My OCs (and Cantolope’s)

I wanted to make a list/key that I could update easily without drawing a whole new reference sheet for everyone, so here’s a list of all my OCs with short descriptions you can recognize them from. Also including @cantolopejeevas‘s OCs because I mean they show up here so often why wouldn’t I?

Anyway, all under a cut!

Firefly: Very rarely called by his birth name, Evander. Big gold eyes, always being followed by fireflies. Brown curly hair. Cheerful but tired. Snail: Punk fuckboy-looking one with lots of piercings and sometimes tattoos. Usually involved in smut. Really likes their boyfriend Daniel. Andy: Blonde robot with bright blue eyes. They dress like a fashion forward mom and talk like they don’t know lying is an option. Bo: Tall bat boy with a lot of flair, usually holding some type of booze. British accent, incredibly obnoxious. Esky: Short bunny with four eyes. Usually has a gun in her hand. Also British. Bailey: Bright pink hair, chubby with a crop top and piercings. Loves art and painting. Megan: Long red hair with a big pink bow. Constantly done with everyone’s shit. Physics major and enthusiast. Nikki: Half buzzed blonde hair and lots of ear piercings. Plays the bass, usually talking about her band. Cookie: Soft, round sheep boy. Loves his mom and his boyfriend Mortar. Also bakes a lot. Maxim: Absolute garbage disaster demon. Muted blue hair with black eyes and a red hoodie. Asshole. Just an asshole. Gigi: Looks like she stepped out of a 40s Disney cartoon. Short little lesbian. Rory: Big, buff, long hair. Farm boy. Has scars across his eyes. Seer. Ellie: Emotional blonde skinny white girl. Sometimes glows purple. Wolf: Werewolf boy with ripped clothes. Doesn’t get enough sleep. Has a thing for vampires. Ant: Tiny elf child with four eyes, one of which is scarred. Very very dirty. Adara: Elf ears, deer legs, fire hair. Half of their body/face is scarred. Full of self-hatred and love for animals. Balthazar: Big ol’ teef, big ol’ ears, big ol’ armor. Stoic. Very royal king. Lorna: Kinda looks like a mime. Completely white eyes, pretty blind. Gay for a cute demon girl. Anubis: Four armed dog goddess. Not to be trusted. Wears an amulet around her neck. Cici: Part bunny, part deer, part beaver, part buffalo. Wears a giant sweater. Gentle. Kind. Soft. Azzie: Purple forest witch with green magic energy. Talks in broken third person. Always trying to sell you something. PJ: Bird mask with a high ponytail. Wears a trench coat. Tall rebel child. Pepper: Mouse mask with long hair and buck teeth. Wears a tutu. Leader rebel child. Pudding: Cat mask with twin pigtail puffs. Wears a leather jacket. Mediating rebel child. Dolly: Sometimes looks like a lizard, sometimes looks like a human. Loves to run so much she summoned a demon to do it. Trying her best. Arden: Dragon dumbass that loves crystals and fashion. Especially fond of crop tops and slushies, but also newspapers and princesses. Ilor: Mermaid princess. Long red hair, one eye is scarred. Melodic voice. Gay for another princess. Gillian: Fish girl. Loves to work out. Drinks protein shakes on the regular. Mimi: Snail and Daniel’s adopted child. Loves to play video games. Bright red hair and pikachu hoodie. Snarky little shit. Talyn: Cookie and Mortar’s son. Black sheep boy. Wears a leather jacket like his dad, but he’s actually a doctor this time. Zelda: Andy, Rory, and Daniyal’s daughter. Big poofy golden hair. Can wield the Master Sword but also just loves getting dirty and hurt. Good at bike tricks. Micah: Little maid alien boy. Has three eyes and bright blonde hair. Can only see in auras, but still loves to clean. Crys: D&D Tabaxi boy. Loves everyone even if they don’t love him back. Desperately trying to adopt some feral wolves. Nadia: Monster punk goth girl. Loves theater. Green skin and mismatching eyes. Loves her pastel punk girlfriend. Juliette: Peterbald cat adopt. Wears cute sundresses. Looks like she belongs in a furry rendition of a summer picnic renaissance painting. Felix: Bunny boy adopt with his eyes fully covered. Gray hair, gray sweater, sunny attitude. Wears a little carrot necklace. Kai: Little mouse with wings adopt. Pink beans!!! Looks like he’d cry if you blinked at him. Bones: Grim Reaper from Cryptid Haunters. Doesn’t have a mouth. Murders to make friends. Lola: Ghost girl from Cryptid Haunters. Has a big mouth and lots to say with it. Just wants to go home. Edgy 13 year old goth phase.

Canotlope’s OCs: Aurel: Vampire boy. Looks classy. Has hypno eyes, but also teef. Lucas: Actual Satan. Mostly just sleeps and supports Avery. Has the >:3 face on his t-shirt. Avery: Glasses and sweater nerd. A beautiful and innocent child. Just trying to get by and maybe make a friend. Shiloh: Cat boy who loves anime. Wears a lab coat. Scrawny and probably not eating correctly. Someone help him. Mortar: Tiny badass knife-wielding organ salesman. Sometimes also wears sweaters his boyfriend knitted for him. Fuck you. Shian: Dragon lesbian. Badass queen of dragons. Kinda cold, but we love her anyway. Anthea: Snake lesbian. Wears a magical blindfold. So sweet, so gentle. Carves wooden gifts for her friends. Daniel: Sassy and classy. But also a slut. Usually depicted being a slut. Sometimes wears a suit, other times wears nothing at all. ;) Daniyal: Farm boy with a heart of gold. Just wants the best for his loves and his friends. Sometimes shown with a chicken he calls Cluck-Cluck. Solace: Tiny ghost demon child. All black with white eyes. Full of terror and smiles. Hadrian: Spotted bunny boy in a jester’s outfit. Hates his life almost as much as he wants to slay a dragon. Xania: Dark summoner with way too many eyes to be necessary. There’s five of them. Has a lot of dark shadow demon babies that she loves. Lumeria: Big ol’ moth. Loves bright lights. Is soft. Ash: Dark red hair, thick jacket. Looks like they ride a motorcycle. Would and could punch you unconscious. Nito: D&D tiefling. Sweet summer child with long blue hair, wings, tail, and horns. Trying their very best. Sielya: Fae princess that doesn’t know they’re fae. In love with a mermaid and friends with a dragon. Fang: Vampire magician. Really good at magic, really bad at talking. Wears a hat with a face on it. Dianthus: Pink pastel punk lesbian. Loves flowers and her girlfriend. So many bright pink eyes.

[andrewpappas123]

Illustration I did of a fictional street in victorian Pittsburgh's strip district named magician's alley. Magician's Alley is a magical community where magicians and humbugs petal their wares to the public. The street is almost entirely owned by Mr. Flick Attaway, a Brittish expartrior Anubite (a race of small dog people who look like Jakals and golden wolves) who owns a large magic bookstore. There are magical floating French lanterns that light the street and rune inscribed scrolls that protect the street from above. The street is never in the same place, disappearing and reappearing in a new location everyday, thus is is possible to stumble upon the mythic street when you least expect it. The three characters in the center are the three School boys, Rodney, Davis, and Lupine School, who have traveled from Beaver County to Pittsburgh to learn magic under Flick Attaway. Rodney, the red haired boy, is naturally gifted with Blue magic, which allows him to command rocks, trees, wind, and water. Davis, the boy with the green hat, is interested in religious magics, particularly with Druidic communion with fairy spirits. Lupine, the tall wolf man in the back, was transformed into a werewolf by an old native fairy goddess for helping destroy a population of coyote and finds himself trusted into the magical community. They are 3 of the main characters in a saga of stories based on the American Civil War I hope to bring to life one day soon. https://www.instagram.com/p/CEFRwPpDDv2/?igshid=1c5l3dvivuv7e

[bonfire-at-the-crossroads]

Time to head for home.

The snow is pelting me in the face.

Stella’s feet are cold

And I am wearing the only Japanese tanuki fur coat in the whole of the Irish nation…..

Yes - I brought a few of my old furs with me when I just couldn’t bear to part with them before we moved…..

They’ve been hanging quietly in the closet

Until three days ago.

Like a magician pulling a rabbit from his hat - I opened the closet and handed Brian his Canadian black beaver coat, and grabbed the biggest fur I could find, for myself.

The tanuki.

Which makes any woman, no matter what her size - look like a rampaging Kodiak grizzly, out on a spree…..

When I added my Russian black fox fur urshanka hat - dropped the ear flaps, and pulled on my screaming yellow hi-viz vest over everything -

I created fashion magic.

Those locals who have had the pleasure of passing me on the road the last few days…..

Remain impressed.

[moonhawk147]

Name: Grace Goukyuu (Crying) Age: 15 Gender: Female Orientation: Straight Personality: Nice, Naïve, is willing to do anything to be liked by her peers Likes: Dogs, Stars, Senpai Zak noticing her Dislikes: Being hated, Monobear, Zak hating her Favorite color: Violet Appearance: long soft brown hair she keeps in a braid, golden brown eyes, freckles Outfit: A long sleeved blue sweater with a white star, knee length skirt, blue flats, white bow Super high school level: Astronomer Name: Zak Akuma (Devil) Age: 16 Gender: Male Orientation: Polyromantic Personality: Foulmouthed, spots hidden objects, persuasive, laid back Likes: Death, his camera, making Grace smile, Dislikes: people calling him a fake, Rebecca Favorite color: blood pink Appearance: Black hair, green eyes, a red lip piercing Outfit: a black t-shirt with a king of hearts design on the front, jeans, black sneakers Super high school level: Paranormal Investigator Name: Legend Hamusutā (Hamster) Age: 14 Gender: Male Orientation: Gay Personality: Outgoing, level headed, logical Likes: Games, Hanging out with friends Dislikes: Haters, Rage games, Dating sims except hatoful boyfriend Favorite color: Rainbow Bitch! Appearance: Black hair with green tips, hazel eyes Outfit: C.O.D shirt, jeans, black headphones around his neck, blue sneakers, gold dog tags Super high school level: Let’s Player Name: Mitsu Saito Age: 15 Gender: female Orientation: aromantic Personality: Courteous: Typically Risk-Taking: Usually Ambitious: Generally Curious: Generally Self-Controlled: Never Nurturing: Occasionally Trusting: Occasionally Honest: Never Loyal: Never Affectionate: Never Romantic: Occasionally Flirty: Rarely Sympathetic: Usually Altruistic: Rarely Optimistic: Rarely Observant: Typically Logical: Typically Social: Fairly solitary Emotions: Very unstable Likes: bugs, the dark Dislikes: kids, bears Favorite color: blue Outfit: Super high school level: Doctor Name: Michi Imai Age: 18 Gender: Female Orientation: straight Personality: shy, anxious, foolish, cruel, judgemental, forceful, Likes: her sewing kit, water, being alone Dislikes: people, small places, cats Favorite color: pink Outfit: light turquoise medium-length dress with a scalloped skirt, a loose waist, and long flared sleeves, vivid blue slipper shoes, a white medium-length cloak, light pink a knit scarf puffy hat Super high school level: Seamstress Name: Rebecca Ijimekko (bully) Age: 15 Gender: female Orientation: Asexual Personality: Strict, Serious, Hater, thinks she is better than everyone else Likes: making Grace cry, Monobear, making anyone cry, Classical Music Dislikes: Everyone Favorite color: Pink Appearance: long black hair, green-brown eyes Outfit:  a black tank top with a white music note on it, jeans, white flats Super high school level: Violinist Name: Takeshi Ibu Age: 17 Gender: netural Orientation: bi Personality: stubborn, kindly, rebellious, ambitious, optimistic, flirty Likes: having fun, food, drinks Dislikes: rules, fire, getting told what to do Favorite color: yellow Outfit: This mandarin-collar suit ensemble is done in turquoise and light gray fabrics. Super high school level: Party Name: Sam Ken (Sword) Age: 18 Gender: Male Orientation: straight Personality: Courteous: Typically Risk-Taking: Generally Ambitious: Occasionally Curious: Generally Self-Controlled: Occasionally Nurturing: Typically Trusting: Rarely Honest: Occasionally Loyal: Usually Affectionate: Generally Romantic: Typically Flirty: Sometimes Sympathetic: Occasionally Altruistic: Sometimes Optimistic: Generally Observant: Usually Logical: Sometimes Social: Very shy Emotions: Fairly unstable Likes: being alone, reading Dislikes: people, technology Favorite color: red Outfit: Super high school level: Sharpshooter Name: Katsumi Kahaya Age: 15 Gender: male Orientation: aromantic Personality: easy-going, fun-loving, independent, mysterious, sensitive, carefree Likes: art supplies, museaums, monuments Dislikes: storms, caffine, most kids Favorite color: blue Outfit/appearance: eyes the color of dying embers. His fine, curly, black hair is worn in a style that reminds you of the petals of a flower. He is short and has an elegant build. His skin is white. He has a low forehead and nearly-nonexistent eyebrows. His wardrobe is strange, with a lot of blue Super high school level: Artist Name: Tsuya Yoshikawa Age: 18 Gender: agender Orientation: straight Personality: cruel, stubborn, bold, helpful, unkind, sly Likes: weapons, crime shows Dislikes: Ethan, her boss Favorite color: pinkish purple Outfit/appearance: This lady makes you think of a sturdy tree. She has large purple eyes that are like two drops of wine. Her silky, curly, white hair is worn in a style that reminds you of a burning fire. She has a slender build. Her skin is light-colored. She has prominent cheekbones. She wears a police uniform Super high school level: Police Officer Name: Kinzo Tsuga Age: 16 Gender: fluid Orientation: straight Personality: sly, lonely, ambitious, coarse, cowardly, sensitive Likes: black cats, coffee Dislikes: dogs, haters Favorite color: dark Outfit/appearance: This man puts you in mind of an industrious beaver. He has narrow silver eyes. His luxurious, straight, yellow hair is worn in a style that reminds you of a dragon’s scales. He is short and has a feminine build. His skin is pale. He has hollow cheeks and prominent ears. His wardrobe is mysterious and dignified, with a lot of black. Super high school level: Magician Name: Ethan Age: 17 Gender: Male Orientation: Asexual Personality: Nice, Comic relief, clumsy Likes: Clovers, Being near people, luck Dislikes: Mirrors, bats Favorite color: dark green Appearance: Dirty blonde hair, blue eyes Outfit: a white shirt with superman on the front, jeans, black and green sneakers, a gold four leaf clover necklace Super high school level: Criminal Name: Kei Usagi Age: 17 Gender: Female Orientation: Demi Personality: Pros- friendly, cautious, somewhat good at debating Cons- tsundere, naive at times, nervous Likes: Sweets, going to the beach, and watching the sunset Dislikes: Large crowds/groups of people, sudden loud noises, and bad luck Favorite color: Red Outfit: *is too lazy to describe* *slides ref towards you* http://lunatheoutcast.deviantart.com/art/Danganronpa-OC-Kei-Usagi-Ref-555477341 Strengths: Hardworking and encouraging Talent: None in particular Super high school level: Bad Luck Name: Shino Hike Age: 15 Gender: male Orientation: straight Personality: forceful, overbearing, sensitive, helpful, reckless, adventurous Likes: tools, anime, sports Dislikes: dogs, Moon Favorite color: midnight blue Outfit: This gentleman reminds you of a deep ocean. He has droopy night-black eyes. His silky, straight, brown hair is neck-length and is worn in an exotic style. He is tall and has a masculine build. His skin is light-colored. He has bushy eyebrows. His wardrobe is complicated and mysterious, with a mostly white and black color scheme Super high school level: Builder Name: Moon Taka Age: 16 Gender: Female Orientation: Bi Personality: Shy, Loyal, Sticks to Kei because she trusts her, a bit crazy and treats life like a game Likes: Video Games, chocolate, Dislikes: Monobear, The Dark, Blood Favorite color: Silver Appearance: medium brown hair with white tips, blue-gray eyes Outfit: Jeans with a camo belt, a white shirt, a gray hoddie with a black dragon on the back, white socks, blue and black sneakers, a silver amulet with purple gems, blue + orange + tan cloth covering her left eye Strengths: her memory and puzzles Talent: Puzzles Super high school level: Puzzle Solver Name: Mina Isaka Age: 17 Gender: female Orientation: gay Personality: depressed, cheerful, coarse, fun-loving, helpful, arrogant Likes: food, flowers Dislikes: blood, hights Favorite color: blue Outfit/apprence: This lady puts you in mind of a cobra waiting to strike. She has hooded orange eyes that are like two setting suns. Her thick, wavy, lavender hair is worn in a style that reminds you of a puffy dandelion. She has a slender build. Her skin is white. She has a strong chin and stubby-fingered hands. Her wardrobe is bizarre, with a lot of black and blue. Super high school level: Scientist Name: Senzo Nakajima Age: 16 Gender: male Orientation: asexual Personality: fearless, domineering, reckless, kindly, carefree, sly Likes: flowers, the outside Dislikes: anime, memes Favorite color: Outfit: This witty gentleman has deep-set brown eyes that are like two splotches of mud. His silky, curly, chestnut hair is worn in a style that reminds you of a horse’s mane. He has an overmuscled build. His skin is ruddy. He has a wide chin and wide feet. His wardrobe is simple. Super high school level: Trapper8 fem 8 male Moon’s OCs

Name: Moon Taka Age: 16 Gender: Female Orientation: Bi Personality: Shy, Loyal, hot headed, easily overwhelmed, fears knifes and needles, anxiety, normally very calm and never gets angry unless you eff up badddddd, can’t tie her shoes to save her life Likes: Video Games, chocolate, walks, the night Dislikes: Monobear, The Dark, Blood, work that takes more then five minutes unless it’s helping someone Favorite color: Silver Appearance: medium brown hair with white tips and red bangs, blue-gray eyes Outfit: Jeans with a camo belt, a white shirt, a gray hoddie with a black dragon on the back, white socks, blue and black sneakers, a silver amulet with purple gems, blue + orange + tan cloth covering her left eye Strengths: her memory and puzzles Talent: Puzzles Super high school level: Puzzle solver Past: Growing up in low income, Moon never had the nicest things. However, this didn’t stop her from getting the best education. From a young age she had always had a knack for puzzles. Whether it be computer based or traditional she could always solve it in record time. When she was ten her and her parents got into a train wreck. They all got out with minor injuries but Moon got a narly scar over her left eye. She got very self conscious about it and bought a cloth to cover it up. No one but Ristu, Rai, her parents and the doctors know what is under it. When she was fifteen she had already won 13 world records for her ability to solve puzzles. The day she was admitted to hopes peck was an amazing time for her. She did not inter the ‘despair games’ because no matter how hard they tried they could not erase her memories. Instead, they made her watch the games through the cameras (which was probably more despair inducing because she knew she could do nothing). It wasn’t until the final class trial until Junko revealed her. She could do nothing but watch all her friends fall into despair until Makoto swooped in helped them all see the hopeful future (She didn’t get to vote because it wouldn’t have been “despairing” enough). Upon leaving the academy, she became Future Foundation’s leading code breaker. She discovered the locations of the despair students and helped capture them (her first real mission, yay!). Her dedication and determination earned her a lot of respect. She was one of the chosen three to help with the WoH counseling.

Name: Rai Kano Age: 17 Gender: male Orientation: straight Personality: A bit of a hot head, kind, will sacrafice himself for anyone, studying is for nerdsssssssssss, soccer nerd Likes: sports, sleeping Dislikes: studying, cigars Favorite color: green Appearance: bright green eyes, jet black hair that covers a cigar burn his older brother gave him Outfit: neon green headephones with a black skull on the side, jeans, red jacket, white t-shirt, black and green sneakers Strengths: calming people Talent: wepons Super high school level: soccer player Past:

Kana’s OC

Name: Ritsu ???? Age: 18 Gender: female Orientation: bi Personality: Very nice, good at listening, kind of quiet Likes: cute things, computers, coffee Dislikes: triger word “game”, gross things, water Favorite color: light blue Appearance: long orange hair w/ bangs in a ponytail, talish, pale with freackles on face eyes Outfit: glasses, flannel, t-shirt, jeans, brown boots Strengths: pretty stable (now), understands people, Talent: memes Super high school level: pyromaniac Past:

Name: Grace Goukyuu (Crying) Age: 15 Gender: Female Orientation: Straight Personality: Nice, Naïve, is willing to do anything to be liked by her peers Likes: Dogs, Stars, Senpai Zak noticing her Dislikes: Being hated, Monobear, Zak hating her Favorite color: Violet Appearance: long soft brown hair she keeps in a braid, golden brown eyes, freckles Outfit: A long sleeved blue sweater with a white star, knee length skirt, blue flats, white bow Super high school level: Astronomer

Name: Zak Akuma (Devil) Age: 16 Gender: Male Orientation: Polyromantic Personality: Foulmouthed, spots hidden objects, persuasive, laid back Likes: Death, his camera, making Grace smile, Dislikes: people calling him a fake, Rebecca Favorite color: blood pink Appearance: Black hair, green eyes, a red lip piercing Outfit: a black t-shirt with a king of hearts design on the front, jeans, black sneakers Super high school level: Paranormal Investigator

Name: Legend Hamusutā (Hamster) Age: 14 Gender: Male Orientation: Gay Personality: Outgoing, level headed, logical Likes: Games, Hanging out with friends Dislikes: Haters, Rage games, Dating sims except hatoful boyfriend Favorite color: Rainbow Bitch! Appearance: Black hair with green tips, hazel eyes Outfit: C.O.D shirt, jeans, black headphones around his neck, blue sneakers, gold dog tags Super high school level: Let’s Player

Name: Mitsu Saito Age: 15 Gender: female Orientation: aromantic Personality: Courteous: Typically Risk-Taking: Usually Ambitious: Generally Curious: Generally Self-Controlled: Never Nurturing: Occasionally Trusting: Occasionally Honest: Never Loyal: Never Affectionate: Never Romantic: Occasionally Flirty: Rarely Sympathetic: Usually Altruistic: Rarely Optimistic: Rarely Observant: Typically Logical: Typically Social: Fairly solitary Emotions: Very unstable Likes: bugs, the dark Dislikes: kids, bears Favorite color: blue Outfit: Super high school level: Doctor

Name: Michi Imai Age: 18 Gender: Female Orientation: straight Personality: shy, anxious, foolish, cruel, judgemental, forceful, Likes: her sewing kit, water, being alone Dislikes: people, small places, cats Favorite color: pink Outfit: light turquoise medium-length dress with a scalloped skirt, a loose waist, and long flared sleeves, vivid blue slipper shoes, a white medium-length cloak, light pink a knit scarf puffy hat Super high school level: Seamstress

Name: Rebecca Ijimekko (bully) Age: 15 Gender: female Orientation: Asexual Personality: Strict, Serious, Hater, thinks she is better than everyone else Likes: making Grace cry, Monobear, making anyone cry, Classical Music Dislikes: Everyone Favorite color: Pink Appearance: long black hair, green-brown eyes Outfit:  a black tank top with a white music note on it, jeans, white flats Super high school level: Violinist

Name: Takeshi Ibu Age: 17 Gender: netural Orientation: bi Personality: stubborn, kindly, rebellious, ambitious, optimistic, flirty Likes: having fun, food, drinks Dislikes: rules, fire, getting told what to do Favorite color: yellow Outfit: This mandarin-collar suit ensemble is done in turquoise and light gray fabrics. Super high school level: Party

Name: Sam Ken (Sword) Age: 18 Gender: Male Orientation: straight Personality: Courteous: Typically Risk-Taking: Generally Ambitious: Occasionally Curious: Generally Self-Controlled: Occasionally Nurturing: Typically Trusting: Rarely Honest: Occasionally Loyal: Usually Affectionate: Generally Romantic: Typically Flirty: Sometimes Sympathetic: Occasionally Altruistic: Sometimes Optimistic: Generally Observant: Usually Logical: Sometimes Social: Very shy Emotions: Fairly unstable Likes: being alone, reading Dislikes: people, technology Favorite color: red Outfit: Super high school level: Sharpshooter

Name: Katsumi Kahaya Age: 15 Gender: male Orientation: aromantic Personality: easy-going, fun-loving, independent, mysterious, sensitive, carefree Likes: art supplies, museaums, monuments Dislikes: storms, caffine, most kids Favorite color: blue Outfit/appearance: eyes the color of dying embers. His fine, curly, black hair is worn in a style that reminds you of the petals of a flower. He is short and has an elegant build. His skin is white. He has a low forehead and nearly-nonexistent eyebrows. His wardrobe is strange, with a lot of blue Super high school level: Artist

Name: Tsuya Yoshikawa Age: 18 Gender: agender Orientation: straight Personality: cruel, stubborn, bold, helpful, unkind, sly Likes: weapons, crime shows Dislikes: Ethan, her boss Favorite color: pinkish purple Outfit/appearance: This lady makes you think of a sturdy tree. She has large purple eyes that are like two drops of wine. Her silky, curly, white hair is worn in a style that reminds you of a burning fire. She has a slender build. Her skin is light-colored. She has prominent cheekbones. She wears a police uniform Super high school level: Police Officer

Name: Kinzo Tsuga Age: 16 Gender: fluid Orientation: straight Personality: sly, lonely, ambitious, coarse, cowardly, sensitive Likes: black cats, coffee Dislikes: dogs, haters Favorite color: dark Outfit/appearance: This man puts you in mind of an industrious beaver. He has narrow silver eyes. His luxurious, straight, yellow hair is worn in a style that reminds you of a dragon’s scales. He is short and has a feminine build. His skin is pale. He has hollow cheeks and prominent ears. His wardrobe is mysterious and dignified, with a lot of black. Super high school level: Magician

Name: Ethan Age: 17 Gender: Male Orientation: Asexual Personality: Nice, Comic relief, clumsy Likes: Clovers, Being near people, luck Dislikes: Mirrors, bats Favorite color: dark green Appearance: Dirty blonde hair, blue eyes Outfit: a white shirt with superman on the front, jeans, black and green sneakers, a gold four leaf clover necklace Super high school level: Criminal

Name: Kei Usagi Age: 17 Gender: Female Orientation: Demi Personality: Pros- friendly, cautious, somewhat good at debating Cons- tsundere, naive at times, nervous Likes: Sweets, going to the beach, and watching the sunset Dislikes: Large crowds/groups of people, sudden loud noises, and bad luck Favorite color: Red Outfit: *is too lazy to describe* *slides ref towards you* http://lunatheoutcast.deviantart.com/art/Danganronpa-OC-Kei-Usagi-Ref-555477341 Strengths: Hardworking and encouraging Talent: None in particular Super high school level: Bad Luck

Name: Shino Hike Age: 15 Gender: male Orientation: straight Personality: forceful, overbearing, sensitive, helpful, reckless, adventurous Likes: tools, anime, sports Dislikes: dogs, Moon Favorite color: midnight blue Outfit: This gentleman reminds you of a deep ocean. He has droopy night-black eyes. His silky, straight, brown hair is neck-length and is worn in an exotic style. He is tall and has a masculine build. His skin is light-colored. He has bushy eyebrows. His wardrobe is complicated and mysterious, with a mostly white and black color scheme Super high school level: Builder

Name: Moon Taka Age: 16 Gender: Female Orientation: Bi Personality: Shy, Loyal, Sticks to Kei because she trusts her, a bit crazy and treats life like a game Likes: Video Games, chocolate, Dislikes: Monobear, The Dark, Blood Favorite color: Silver Appearance: medium brown hair with white tips, blue-gray eyes Outfit: Jeans with a camo belt, a white shirt, a gray hoddie with a black dragon on the back, white socks, blue and black sneakers, a silver amulet with purple gems, blue + orange + tan cloth covering her left eye Strengths: her memory and puzzles Talent: Puzzles Super high school level: Puzzle Solver

Name: Mina Isaka Age: 17 Gender: female Orientation: gay Personality: depressed, cheerful, coarse, fun-loving, helpful, arrogant Likes: food, flowers Dislikes: blood, hights Favorite color: blue Outfit/apprence: This lady puts you in mind of a cobra waiting to strike. She has hooded orange eyes that are like two setting suns. Her thick, wavy, lavender hair is worn in a style that reminds you of a puffy dandelion. She has a slender build. Her skin is white. She has a strong chin and stubby-fingered hands. Her wardrobe is bizarre, with a lot of black and blue. Super high school level: Scientist

Name: Senzo Nakajima Age: 16 Gender: male Orientation: asexual Personality: fearless, domineering, reckless, kindly, carefree, sly Likes: flowers, the outside Dislikes: anime, memes Favorite color: Outfit: This witty gentleman has deep-set brown eyes that are like two splotches of mud. His silky, curly, chestnut hair is worn in a style that reminds you of a horse’s mane. He has an overmuscled build. His skin is ruddy. He has a wide chin and wide feet. His wardrobe is simple. Super high school level: Trapper

8 fem 8 male

Survivors: 1) Kei 2) Grace 3) Kinzo 4) Ethan 5) Moon 6) Katsumi 7) Legend 8) Takeshi

Dead/killers ½) Mitsu/Rebecca Choking/impailed by bow for violin ¾) Shino/Mina Stabing in multiple places with a wand in multiple places/forced to drink poisonious chemicals 5/6) Senzo/Tsuya Hung/shooting run 7/8) Michi/Zak Drowned/Possition-suicide 9) Sam Suicided-guilt

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  @ryoubakvra too much. the design just has Too Much

[stares] That is so much. And so much of it makes me say ‘but why?’

It embarrasses me that I sort of have an ‘answer.’

Icon and escalation are ironically contradictory. Usually, icons are selling points to consumers, in a way. In stories too, they are pillars of the familiar and scan in an instant. Mario’s red hat and design. The label of our preferred soda brand. And yeah, in storytelling somebody’s signature item like Luke Skywalker’s lightsaber(s) or Wonder Woman’s Golden Lasso.

And when you make a manga about a card battle game, each character’s ‘signature’ cards that without their use wouldn’t feel like they are playing their own deck. Meanwhile irl those cards aren’t in any way guaranteed to be drawn and it could be totally possible Seto Kaiba could go a whole game without drawing a Blue Eyes White Dragon, or Yugi without drawing the Dark Magician, Curse of Dragon, Celtic Guardian, kuriboh, or... beaver warrior I guess.

(... seriously. I have a quiet affection for the humble beaver warrior)

So people buy the card game, watch the show, and overall do stuff based on the presence of these ‘iconic’ features.

But that doesn’t serve the purposes of escalating the conflict. Like the inevitable progression of stronger and stronger foes in DBZ, heroes need to face challenges that scale according to their new resources or previous victories. So rather than just relying on the same old things to confront greater and greater conflicts, the protagonists and antagonists both must draw larger and larger swords, or else the nature of conflict has to change and render weapons ineffective or absent (like Yugi losing Exodia)

So the familiar/iconic cannot limit the escalating nature of plots like these: always a bigger disaster, always a more dire situation, always in need of a more spectacular card to play.

Blending the iconic and the extravagant though leads to, uh, situations like the Deep Eyes White Dragon though. Where it’s not possible to go up from 11 without sacrificing the iconic nature of the familiar character or image, or rendering it. uh. ridiculous.