#moonjumper-art-challenge

[goblinbugthing]

for the palette thing, how about be gay do crime with Moonjumper, and/or blinding red with Galacta Knight?

ok. i answered this twice. i swear to god. once yesterday and now twice today. but tumblr keeps glitching and deleting it. this is my last try. if it doesnt work this time im giving up and just tagging you

back to the normal post, sorry this took so long, i got really damn stressed out of absolutely nowhere (gotta love anxiety and autism) and just. couldn’t work on it for a while. but i’ve been drinking monster throughout the previous night and this morning so i got my energy to art back! so here’s the fellers!!!

CW: eyestrain, just so much eyestrain, the bgdc pallet is so bright i actually had to turn my brightness down almost all the way just to see what i was doing. i wish i was exaggerating but the tism wouldn’t let me see without the looming threat of sensory overload and a panic attack. anyway moving swiftly forwards,

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the guys!!! MY BELOVEDS!!!!!! MOONIE IN A SKIRT!!!!!!!!!!

we love to see it

this was rlly fun!!!! thanks for the ask bestie :))

also i thought it would be funny to make moon’s skin purple bc. he’s colourblind and sees blue as purple, and thus sees himself as purple.

it’s a bit silly tbh

[frickfracksnatchisback]

……..I don’t even know what to say to this one. - Silver ( but could you tag hatsparadox pls?) ( HERE YOU GO FF! LOOK AT WHAT YOU INSPIRED ME TO MAKE!)

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AHHHHHHHHHHHH HECK YEAH!!! THAT’S ONE PISSED OFF MOONBOT-

@hatsparadox Here ya go! I hope you like this as much as I do!

[fizzysquish]

Because I'm weak and predictable, B2 from the second for Moonjumper.

Ooooooo he in looooooovve-

[mr-moonman-man-me-a-moon]

Late! But here's a Moonjumper prompt list! Of course it doesn't HAVE to be MJ; just have fun~

[fei-amei]

I've seen this challenge pop up in FB

so far, i had more ahit stuff drawn than hk-

[francoisl-artblog]

Thanks for theses who participated ! ( And sorry that I couldn’t put every suggestion ^^' )

But here they are ! Our Six Character for the Six Fan art Challenge ! To be honest, I do fan art all the time, so it’s not really different, but theses one where made specially for this.

So, @loukhoart requested me Sasha Nein, @joojdraws for Loboto, and @starflethegreat suggest me Moonjumper. I guess it was the occasion ! The other was suggested by people on my instagram.

It was super fun ! I should participate more often to theses kind of challenge :).

Loboto, Sacha Nein, Moonjumper, Isabelle, Pikango and Kiki (c) Doublefines, Gears for breakfast, Nintendo, Ghibli respectively.

Artworks made by me. 

[marobones]

Another commission for the crazy-talented @banyanas!

This is for their A Hat in Time fic 'Ever-Ended', from their Beingverse series. I will link the fic in a reblog -- Go read it! This was very fun and challenging in interesting ways to do, and like any scene I ever do a big learning experience.

@lemonadesoda's Lee design was a huge jumping point for me for drawing Lee, because it was already perfect! Check out their art at @artwithlemon!

(I managed to sneak in some Moonjumpers here hueh; @evanelleonyx's Mewnjumper; the ever-beloved Moonbug; and unfortunately just a few parts of @Jam-blue's Moonbeing)

[s0ckh3adstudios]

A Lie Well Kept, A Lie Well Preserved [AHIT Fic]

“Hide!! We’re not supposed to be here!!” Mu whispered through clenched teeth. 

    “But-”

    “MOVE!”

    The two 12 year olds scampered through the damp smelling hallways of Vanessa’s manor. Timmy almost tripped due to a lump in the hall’s carpet, his can of spray paint slipping out of his pocket and falling to the floor with a gentle clink. Thank goodness it was only the carpet. But some paint escaped and stained the carpet. Mu glared daggers at him and dragged him by the wrist into the piano room. She motioned for him to crawl underneath the piano and he did, Mu following him afterwards.

    “Fancy piano,” Timmy whispered and Mu kicked him in the side. “OW!” Mu glared at him again, fists clenching the carpet. “You MORON! What were you THINKING going inside here?!” Mu whisper-yelled, glancing around in fear that her mother could be listening. Timmy fiddled with his spray can. “It looked like a haunted mansion!! I had to know what was inside!!” Timmy protested with a sheepish grin. “EVEN AFTER THE SUBCONITES YOU WERE WITH WARNED YOU NOT TO???” Mu tried to keep her voice low, but her frustration was immeasurable. “See, this is why you guys shouldn’t tell me not to do stuff, it challenges my brain, I just end up doing it anyway,” Timmy insisted. Mu shoved her face into the carpet and groaned. 

    Mu had been off collecting leaves and sticks and pinecones for a craft project. She wanted to make a pinecone bird for MoonJumper as a gift. Not for any particular reason. Not just because she wanted to prove to Shapeshifter that she too was good at art. Unfortunately, her scavenging was cut short by the worried yells of minions, minions who had allowed Timmy to join them in their manor-graffiti-session. Stupidly, Timmy had gone inside, and the minions knew nothing good would come of that.

Because of his stupidity, they were now in a bit of a rough spot. 

“You said this is your mom’s place, right? What’s the big problem then?” Timmy tilted his head, his spiky, scruffy hair flopping sideways. “Problem?! The big problem?! Timmy, do you know what my mum DOES to intruders?!” Mu groaned, exasperated. “An example is literally right there!!” She pointed to a frozen dweller in the corner of the room, its icy coating shining in the candle light. “Ah. Right,” Timmy realized. “Well…” He looked around. “Let’s just head back to the basement?” Mu’s eye twitched. “Timmy, you dunce, I- Dude, we can’t! The door for the basement stairs shut behind us! It’s LOCKED!” Mu fumed. Timmy seemed to think about this. 

“I’ve got magic?”

“She’ll hear us!”

“What if we’re fast?”

“She’s also fast!”

“Is she? Isn’t she, like, a hundred years old or whatever?”

“Snatcher is too and he’s fine!”

“Well, he doesn’t have LEGS.”

Mu covered her face with her hands and whisper-screamed to herself. “I am so done,” She mumbled. Timmy felt a sudden jolt of guilt in his chest. He was being a burden. “...’m sorry, Mu…” Mu looked up to see his guilt-ridden expression. He avoided her gaze. “Timmy, hey, it- Look. It-” Mu struggled to find words. She’s not good at consoling others. “..I-It’ll be fine,” is all she could manage. “Since… Since mum knows me, I’ll go, uh… ask her to open the basement door? Theeen we can sneak out. I guess.” 

“....How come I can’t just meet her?”

“I don’t think you want to.”

“I do!”

“She’s a murderer, y’know. She locked my dad up in the basement. You know this.”

“Well, yeah, but why do you visit her then?”

….Yeah, Mu couldn’t think of a response right away to that. Why did she visit her? She’s a bad guy. Worse than Snatcher, and maybe even the mafia.

Well, her brain was still holding an ongoing debate about that. 

The point is… Mu just wanted to know more. She wanted to know more about what her mother was like, even if Mu couldn’t bring herself to like the person she is. Others have told her she’s too far gone in corruption to fix, but a part of Mu wonders if Vanessa could be redeemed. Mu herself became a bad guy once, but she got better. Couldn’t that apply to anyone?

“...Just- She’s my mum, okay-” Mu stammered. “I’ll just- Wait here, okay?” Timmy nodded as Mu slid out from under the piano. She shivered a bit from the chilly atmosphere and crept out of the room, trying to make as little noise as possible. She already knew that Vanessa wasn’t in the kitchen. The kitchen was linked to the piano room, so she would have heard her. She must be upstairs. Mu quietly went through the room with the pool table, trying to avoid looking at the frozen statue, and went up the stairs.

The floor above felt even colder than the previous one, a crystal clear sign that this was definitely the floor where Vanessa resided. Mu sighed, hoping she wouldn’t be too mad about her sudden visit. She just needed to get Timmy out. Mu started walking down the hall, past the torn green wallpaper, the dim candles, the frozen statue.

Mu stopped dead in her tracks. A tinge of familiarity rang in her head like deja vu. She turned to look at the frozen figure. It wasn’t new. It had been here presumably long before Mu had her first visit here. Why was it so noticeable now? 

She found herself staring at it for longer than she meant to. The answer was on the tip of her tongue, she knew it, so why couldn’t she…?

Mu jolted upwards in surprise. A lightbulb went off in her head. She KNEW who this was. She RECOGNIZED this ice statue. This man. This man with the hat with goggles. This man with a mustache and an inquisitive look on his face. Not only did she vaguely recall seeing him around the island before the mafia came around, but she remembered him from somewhere else that made her breathing stop. 

She didn’t know who this man was. But Timmy did. 

……….

“-and this is Thor!” Timmy chirped before he turned his phone to face Mu. “Ohhh, I recognize him. Inventor, right?” Mu responded, mouth open for Timmy to throw a cheese ball into her mouth. She enjoyed the satisfying crunch. 

“Yeah!! How’d you know?”

“Saw him on the island a long time ago. Though I never really talked to him. We never crossed paths much. He did make several presentations to the island to showcase his inventions, though.”

Timmy had gasped with such awe, “So- So is he still there?!” Mu shrugged. “As I said, it was a long time ago. I just kinda.... stopped seeing him,” Mu ate another cheese ball. Timmy’s sudden look of hope was gone in an instant, replaced with disappointment. 

“...Oh.”

“...Why? Have you not seen him? You said he’s basically family.”

“He… I-I haven’t seen him since my dad.... didn’t come back. I tried to find him, I-I did! I looked all over Sand ‘n Sails, and I did look around Mafiatown-”

Mu gave him a look. 

“...The island, I did look around the island. But I… never found him. It’s like… something just whisked my whole family away. Dad, TF, Thor… All in the span of a month, they were all… gone.”

Gone.

……….

Gone.

Gone.

Mu felt her heart sink. 

“No. This is going to destroy him. It can’t be him, right? I’m remembering wrong,” she tried to convince herself, but why else did she feel such recognition? 

“...If he’s here, then…” 

The deja vu feeling made her head spin as he looked at the bathroom door. She knew who was in there, too. She didn’t want to look. She’d rather not confirm her suspicions, but she had to make sure.

Mu slowly opened the bathroom door and peered in. 

Her arms fell. 

In the corner stood the frozen man she’d always seen when using the washroom here. It always made her uncomfortable, hoping whoever it was wasn’t still conscious and watching her do her business. But now she knew who it was. She now knew why she felt an odd familiarity upon seeing a picture of Timmy’s father once.

They were both here. Tim and Thor. Timmy’s father and what Timmy described as “his old guy boyfriend”. 

This was bad. This was really bad. They had been here the whole time, and Mu hadn’t realized until just now. What was she supposed to do?! What was she supposed to tell Timmy?! 

She… she should tell him, right? Or… Mu thought of the pros and the cons, but the cons seemed to outweigh the pros. Wouldn’t this hurt Timmy more? To know what happened to them? Wouldn’t it be better if he kept thinking they were still out there somewhere? Safe? ...Alive? 

That last one was debatable. Are they still alive in this frozen state? Mu didn’t know, but the fact they were frozen was bad enough. 

Maybe she could-

“...Who goes there?...”

An icy claw landed on Mu’s shoulder and she turned with a gasp to see her mother. Vanessa loomed over her, leaning in to see her. 

“M-Mum!! I-”

“...Madeline?...”

“Still Mu, mum-”

Vanessa stared at the girl for a moment. 

“...I don’t recall it being a visiting day,” Vanessa pondered. She seemed genuinely unsure if today was the right day for Mu to come over. “I-It’s not! It’s not! I, um…” 

Mu sweat bullets as she tried to come up with an excuse for being here. “IIII… left something here!!” Mu blurted out. “I-I came to get it!” Vanessa stared at her still. “...Oh… Well, why didn’t you just say so?...” Vanessa cooed. “A-And!! Um. I… came in through the basement, a-and the door to the stairs locked behind me, so I, uh, need you to unlock it,” Mu stuttered. Vanessa stared blankly again.

“...Why do you not just use the front door?...”

“I’m… not in the mood for doors today?...”

“....”

“....”

“...Alright… Well, use it next time… There is no reason to enter that way… It will only get you dirty, and I’d rather you not make a mess…” Vanessa sighed. Mu was surprised by her compliancy. 

Vanessa led Mu back down to the floor below and took out a key. She twisted it through the keyhole of the door and lifted it up. The exit was open.

“...There you are…” Vanessa smiled her eerie, toothy grin. “I… have to go get the thing! The thing I left here?” Mu smiled nervously. “...You should have gotten it beforehand, really now.... I shall wait here to bid you goodbye…” Vanessa sighed. “Oh, you don’t have to do that, mum! Just go back to what you were doing!” Mu insisted, waving her off. Vanessa patted the blonde girl on the head, Mu catching a glimpse of her scowling in the direction of her mustache. “...Nonsense… I’ve got nothing else to do…” Mu sighed at her words. This wouldn’t do. 

Yet another lightbulb went off in Mu’s head. “O-Oh!! It, uh, smells like something is burning in the kitchen!” Mu gasped as dramatically as she could. Vanessa redirected her attention immediately. “...What?!... Excuse me for a moment, Madeline…” Vanessa quickly shuffled into the kitchen.

Mu hadn’t a moment to lose. She burst into the piano room. She whispered, “Timmy!! We’ve got to go!! Now!!” Timmy bonked his head on the piano, startled, but rolled out from underneath with an awkward “yo”. Mu grabbed him and ran out of the room and practically dived down the stairs. The two each shivered as the basement water soaked their feet and burst out the basement entrance and into the freezing cold evening. 

The two just fell into the snowy ground and breathed heavily for a moment. “Man, what a rush!” Timmy chuckled as he caught his breath. “I really thought it’d be… Mu?” Mu was pale. Her heart beat fast in her chest with what she now knew was inside the manor. 

“What’s the matter?”

Mu lay there, staring up into the dark sky that covered the forest. 

Tell him. Tell him what you saw. 

“Mu?”

“...It’s nothing. Just a stressful situation, y’know?.... Let’s go home.”

[doodleimprovement]

AHIT Victorian AU Masterpost

The Introduction Post

Updated Act 2 References

The rest is under the Readmore!

[Updated 2/26/2022]

Drabbles

((These are in the order that they happen, not in order of posting))

Act 1:

Critical Differences // For Fear of Punishment // A Meeting and A Name // Ongoing Curiosity // In the Office of Lady Arelius  // Of Brothers and Moonjumpers  // Emotional Intelligence of a Grumpy Man  // Enough is Enough, At Long Last  // (Prompt) “I Won’t Let Anyone Hurt You” // (Prompt) “Do You Miss Me Like I Miss You?”

Act 2:

Going Back for Someone Important // What’s All That, Then? // The Parlor // Amusing Plotting // Inquires // (Prompt) “I Have No Idea What You’re Talking About” // How To Plant the Yellelillies // A Realization Long Overdue // The Forest Calls // A Good and Frank Conversation // A Simple Plan //

Art

((Sorted by Date))

Requests/Asks:

Markus (Ask/Request)  Lukas and His Ill Children (Ask/Request)  Arelius and Arulius? A Coincidence (Ask) Weresnoodle Crossover (Request - Weresnoodle belongs to @fedoraspooky ) Dad Challenge Number 1: Gross Medicine (Request) Dress Shopping for Hattie (Request) Gardening Bonding with Uncle Markus (Request) A1 Emotion Meme - Lukas Adoption? (Part 3) (Ask) Lukas’ Hobbies (Ask) Life Post-Vanessa? (Ask) Sneaky Girls (Request) Bow Forehead Kiss (Request) Post Harriet Rescue Two Bros being Bros Misc Doodles Jan 2020 Doctor Buonacci and Lukas (Request) Cici and Mu (Request) Lukas and Bow Dance Class (Request) Papa Carries his Children (Request) Costume Meme - Lukas (Ask) E2 Pose Meme - Lukas (Ask) Nell Request (featuring @lemonadesoda‘s Lemel and Tevane)

Funsies

Two Dads + Two Daughters = Chaos (Featuring TLC Snatcher and Hat Kid - @bittybattybunny ) (Not Canon)  Two Dads + Two Daughters = Chaos Part 2! (Drawn by @bittybattybunny)  D8 Emotion Meme - Lukas Nap Time with Lukas and Harriet OTH!AU Crossover Doodles (and Ficlet)

Canonical

Act 1: Nightmares?   Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 Moon Jumper Flower Reference

Fanart/Commissions

Victorian!AU Eclipse // Second Portrait (Drawn by @bittybattybunny ) Victorian!AU Eclipse Doodles //  More (Featuring Nell!) (Drawn by @bittybattybunny) Victorian AU Eclipse (featuring Markus) (Drawn by @bittybattybunny) Victorian AU Eclipse Portrait (Drawn by @/bittybattybunny) Baby Eclipse (/bittybattybunny) Victorian MerClipse (bittybattybunny) Victorian AU Commission by WinterPower98 Victorian AU Eclipse (bittybattybunny)

Asks (No Art)

((Sorted by Date))

Dark Secrets?  Adoption?  Act 1 Epilogue  Adoption? (Part 2) Various Writing Questions Loss of Soul Versus Loss of Heart How the Brothers Divided Up their Losses Markus’ Visitation Fashion AU V Victorian AU: Most Fashion Dad? Song Meme Glowing Eyes?? Meme Question

[abloomntime]

A Bloom In Time Ch28 Welcome To Mafia Town P2

(I headcannon the place the Twilight Bell takes you is the Horizon Moonjumper lives in.)

Poppy had stared in front of her when the man yelled and slammed the door behind him. Stopping and staring for a while confused, but she just shrugged it off and started off again. She hadn't taken more than three and a half steps when the door flew back open with an even louder BANG and with more force enough to vibrate the glass of the door and windows of the building and the three stopped and stared at the next wild sight that graced their vision. One- Two-......NO! Around ten men in blue suits marched right out of the door and like some military, marched in a rythume and rows of two fives. Before all turning on their heels and effectively blocking their way to the other side of the docks with all of them staring, but they weren't the only ones. The men working on the docks and one or two that were just casually walking past them just stopped and stared at what was going on. Hattie immediately scowled and brandished her trusty umbrella out of nowhere ready to battle, and Bow shrunk back behind Poppy's legs as a man different from all the others stepped out of the doorway. Instantly Poppy got the feeling this guy had a bad attitude by the way he walked around like he owned the place and the fact. This man had a giant black mustache and goatee, and was a good foot shorter in height compared to every other man there as he walked in front of them. He wore an apron like the rest of the men around here, but with a giant red coat with gold trim, and like Cookie a chef's hat that wobbled with his every step. He marched until he was right in the middle of the dock blocking their way and stood in a stance with his hands on his hips.

"So. We meet again Kid With The Hat!," he shouted in a deep male voice also different compared to the other men she's heard, "And this time you brought along more people from your strange world! You dare show your face here again after what you and your friend did!?"

"Who's that?," Poppy asked glancing down at Hattie's stiff form.

"That's the Mafia Boss," Hattie warned pointing her umbrella right at him, "He used to be stuck in a jar, but after Snatcher made a deal with him for those death wish contracts, he's gone back to being a big bully!!"

".....I'm sorry. He used to be a what and turned back into what after Snatcher did what??"

She didn't get an answer from anyone as the man marched right up to the small group of girls and Poppy watched with a scowl as he made a big scene of 'manly' stomping his footsteps all the way towards them until he was just shy of a foot or two. Hattie still in that 'make one more move and I'll end you' stance but not doing anything as he just stood there in front of them and Bow now clutching her with like an iron trap and pressing her forehead to Poppy's leg. The man wasn't even that tall. Not including his hat, his head came to just barely above her shoulders as he continued to stand in that stance-.....And Poppy couldn't help but get a strange feeling of deja vu at seeing this man. He looked somewhat familiar. A good few tense moments went pass as nether spoke until he made the first sentence.

"Red haired lady! Are you the one who stopped my men from doing jobs?," he asked staring directly at Poppy.

"If by jobs ya mean I asked them nicely to stop harrassin' a poor defenseless ol' man and then defended mahself when one your goons started the fight, then I sure did buckaroo!," she snapped back with that country sass that once made Snatcher's living heart skip a beat. "And what if I did or not? Sounds ta me they'd be better off not doing any jobs if all they do is harass poor people all day for money like they got nothin' else to do!!"

"HA!! Is orders from me!!", he challenged back.

"Well. Then I guess you're one insecure power hungry spoiled rich boy if I had ever seen one!! Did yer mama not teach ya any manners!?"

The entirety of the mafia men watching either gasped or looked on with shocked faces that someone let alone a woman, would dare talk to Mafia Boss that way, and the boss didn't seem to take a liken to that either.

"How rude! You must be very lost lady with the red hair. You're in the heart of our town! STANDING BEFORE THE MOST POWERFUL MAN YOU WILL EVER WITNESS!!" He smirked when some of men cheered their boss on proudly. "In Mafia Town Mafia Boss makes the rules!"

"Well then." Poppy gave a look that one would give if someone had something dum like fish were secretly birds that flew underwater. "I guess ya'll can consider me a rule breaker because anyone wo gives those orders aren't a man or very powerful if ya'll need to hassle money from an old man to keep stable income!!"

The silence was astounding as the Mafia Boss just stared at her flabbergasted and paused. Poppy still staring at him so done with this entire man baby's show off attitude, if he wanted to cause trouble then she could and WOULD dish some of it back into his face well cooked with a side of sass. He still stared at her for what seemed like an eternity before he chuckled and that smile returned to his face.

"You know. I have not seen a woman like you since we left original mafia island with Women Mafia. You dare speak back to Mafia? You have guts, Red Hair Lady.....Mafia like that in a woman.~"

".....What?," Poppy asked. It was the only thing she could force out at that moment.

"What?," Hattie asked just as confused.

"WWWHHHHHAAAAATTTTT?!," SNATCHER roared from the shadow he was stuck in. Yellow eyes narrowing and mouth suddenly becoming more jagged with fangs. "OOP!!" Poppy had taken a step back in shock and stepped in the middle of his face.

If anyone had heard Snatcher's loud yell, and most likely did, they ignored it in favor of watching the awkward interaction between the two adults. And the Mafia Boss leaned closer to her. "Mafia likes strong fight in women. Pretty Red Haired Lady has much fighting spirit!"

Poppy was stunned as she stood there staring at this smaller man with a jaw slightly dropped. Was this guy SERIOUSLY FLIRTING with HER?! After she smashed one of his guys to the ground and slapped another's hand?? Was he SERIOUSLY doing this?? Apparently so because Bow had lift her head enough to look at what was going on and her and Hattie exchanged a look as if they were telepathically asking each other what the world was happening. But no one could've seen what was coming from the furious ghost who moved his face and was GLARING dangerously at the Mafia Boss. He hadn't done anything yet finding amusement in Poppy throwing back her own stubborness into this situation with always made things amusing enough for him wanting to watch, especially since he missed her last dish out of sass back. But now he had quickly turned from amused to FURIOUS with that famous temper he was known for. But it turned from valcanic to NUCLEAR when the mafia boss grabbed Poppy's free hand even making her flinch and blink at the sudden action looking at him with a scowl.....Then realization flashed in her eyes.

"Wait a gosh darn moment.....I know you! I saw your paintin' in the art gallery." And she saw his face spray painted all over everything around town too! That's where she had seen him before!

"So you are familiar with Mafia's greatness? Mafia is greatly flattered.~" Pulling her hand up to his face with that smile like he was about to kiss her hand-

An animalistic like snarl pierced the air and something dark blocked out the son over the three girls and some presence hovered over them that made the Mafia Boss's and Mafia Mens' eyes widen as pure terror poured over them in waves like the ocean as the very large ghosts hunched over the ladies, his face a twisted one of pure rage as he stared the tiny man dead in the eyes. Poppy just stared at the ghost jumping when his enlarged claws gripped her shoulders as he pointed those fangs at the man. ....Her arm slipping away from the man.

"YOU HAVE A DEATH WISH BUDDY!!," he absolutely ROARED out the loudest Poppy had heard him thus far, "YOU WANT TO DIE A SECOND TIME!? OR MAYBE I SHOULD EAT YOUR SOUL!!!" The Mafia Boss yelled and stumbled back away from the shadow monster threatening to eat him and yells came from all sides from the men who either ran down the paths leading from the docks or back into the open resturaunt to escape the shadow monster that had suddenly just appeared. Only annoying Snatcher more that these pathetic fools would even try to act like they had a chance with her. "That's it! WE'RE LEAVING!! NOW!!"

The teleporting worked as quickly as any other time he did it. Purple energy completely took over the world around them like the many times he's done this before and swallowed them all whole. Poppy closed her eyes when purple invaded her vision and the air suddenly shifted again much more aggressive and quickly than any other time she's experienced this kind of thing. A second later she landed onto her side and shoulder with a thud and 'OOF!!' onto soft carpet and a moment after the purple dissappeared leaving the familiar sight of a little alien's space ship and the windows of space. Next to her was the basket tossed over on it's side and half it's contents spilt out onto the floor, mostly the apples that just bounced out of the sack and rolled out onto the carpeted floors. She groaned and forced herself onto her back and sat up, looking up to the figure of the deeply scowling ghost staring back out the window and down at the planet. Hattie was sat on the floor next to him pushing the hat off her face and Bow sitting up next to her.

"Ow. Quick exit much?," she asked Snatcher who looked at her.

"Hey! I just saved your sorry behind from unwanted advances from a total fool! Your welcome!!"

She smiled. "Yeah. To be honest I was 'bout ta deck that mustached peckneck myself. Glad I didn't have to waste any energy of that." She slowly stood up and brushed herself off smiling. "Great timin' purple onion."

"Hmph.....Thanks." He crossed his arms and began to calm down a bit. The raised fluff and extended claws slowly smoothing back to their normal look. Watching silently as she turned and started to pick up the basket and all the things that tumbled out of it. "What are you planning on doing with those anyways?"

"Uh. Put them in that fancy fridge of yours," she said not looking up from her lil clean up. Making sure not of the food got damaged. It'd be a waste if she spent so much on them only for them to be ruined. Thankfully on closer inspection it didn't seem anything was wrong. Fish still wrapped up. Bacon still in package. And the milk bottle wasn't cracked or spilt. Thank goodness. Standing back up with the basket of food she turned to the kitchen.

"Now do you see what I meant about their being danger at every corner around here?," Snatcher asked following behind her as she walked. "It's dangerous and trouble!"

"I appreciate the heads up, but you don't have to watch me over." He opened his mouth- "I SAID I appreciate it." She stopped and looked over her shoulder at him. "And what happened just proved your point a lil bit, but I am NOT a kid or need a babysitter. Sooner or later I gotta make a livin' on mah own after I pay off mah debts while you're helping me. And I mean it when I say thank ya but don't feel like you have to take time out of your day worryin' about me. I can take care of myself."

"And what if you need help-"

"You'll be the very first one I'll trust to help me." With one last smile she turned back and walked the rest of the way up the ramp and into the kitchen to put away the fruits of their adventure. Leaving Snatcher there floating and staring after her, Hattie suddenly running past him into the kitchen to presumably help and still sat there. "What do you have in yer hat?," Poppy said from beyond the kitchen doors. "Coconuts? Where'd ya get those?"

"On the palm trees on the beach," Hattie proudly stated.

He didn't even notice Bow standing next to him until he spoke. "Are you ok?"

".....Yeah. I'll be fine." He turned and started floating off towards the windows in the control room. "Tell Poppy I'm heading back. And if she decides to go somewhere let me KNOW." He floated towards the window as she watched and he disappeared into a cloud of purple.

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The minions walking around doing their normal routes barely paid attention to their own boss who was currently sitting back in his giant arm chair reading the book in his hands. How Black Holes Are Made And How To Avoid Them. The same one he started in the attic. Once he started reading a book he always made sure to finish it, no matter what opinion he had on it. To him why start it if you won't finish it. 'Sides, the kid wouldn't miss a book she never read from her dark attic. A deep frown On his face and irritation seeping from him as he read a 3 step process about how stars specifically were affected by the darkness of a black hole. ....When footsteps approuched he didn't look up and just kept the scowl on his face.

"So you finally showed up huh?," he asked in an annoyed tone.

"Oh relax. You knew I was coming."

He finally looked up to the smiling pink witch in front of her. "Yes. ....BUT I DIDN'T THINK YOU'D MENTION MOONBOY RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER!!!" He yelled out in anger. "WHAT THE PECK DID YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING?! I THOUGHT WE AGREED YOU WOULDN'T TELL HER OR THAT CORPSE ANYTHING!!!"

"And I didn't tell ANYONE anything," she argued back waving a hand. "All I did was mention his name ONCE. It's not like I went 'Here! Let me spill all the secrets of these ghosts to you and tell Moonjumper all about you'. She probably already forgotten what I said by now." Hazelle walked over until she was right in front of him and sat down on the footstool he always kept in front of his armchair, and looked up to meet his eyes with a blank look. "And I thought YOU were going to talk to HER about him."

"What!? I did talk to her!"

She blinked in surprise. ".....Wait. You did what now? Really?"

"YES!!"

"........" Her eyes narrowed and her arms crossed as she gazed at him suspiciously. "Ok. What exactly did you tell her?"

Snatcher paused for a moment that scowl paving away for a slightly worried look. "I mean-.....Nothing she didn't ask me-"

"Uh huh. And WHAT did she ask you?," she pressed further with that face backing him into a corner he couldn't escape.

"The usual questions you asked when we first met along with everyone ELSE I let live. Where do ghosts come from? How did I die? Things like that."

"And how did you answer?" He remained silent staring down at her and that deadpanned stare turned into a glare and he flinched when Hazelle pointed at her. "You tell me what you told her, Snatcher! I swear! I know this is a sensitive topic but it concerns someone else BESIDES you too and Im not talking about Moonjumper!!"

"Alright! Alright!!".....He sighed and made an almost guilty look that people made when they REALLY did not want to do something. "She asked about how ghosts are formed and I said I don't know which isn't a lie. I don't have any idea. She also asked me if I really ate souls-" Hazelle snorted and he frowned again. "Hey! I couldn't eat other ghosts! That's ridiculous!"

"Is that all she asked?," Hazelle questioned a slight amused from that last sentence.

"I- Uh- W-Well- I mean I don't know if I would consider those actually questions persay- OW!!" His tail pulled itself away when she lightly kicked his tail and gave him a death glare that gave him the impression to just get on with it. "Alright. FINE!! She asked me why I helped her, and how I died.....A-And...If her old prince friend was a ghost too."

Silence rang out as Hazelle blinked eyes going wide and Snatcher looking back down to the book in his lap even though he wasn't reading it anymore. The two old friends still stayed like that for the lonest time and sat there in silence so deathening you could've heard Vanessa yelling 'PRINCE!!' from the few miles away she was in that frozen prison.

"What did you say?"

"What?" he looked up with a dumbfounded look blinking.

Hazelle have him a serious look again but it was a lil softer. "I said WHAT did you tell her? You must've told her something, otherwise you wouldn't have been with her at the meathead's market if it could even be called that. Did you tell her the truth? I sure pecking hope so."

"OF COURSE I DID!! I WOULDN'T LIE TO HER!!"

"Even when you tricked her into that contract?"

"HEY! That was for safety purposes! So it was for a good cause. She's still a free spirit."

"WHAT DID YOU TELL HER YOU PECKING NOODLE!?"

"ALRIGHT!! I TOLD I FROZE TO DEATH BUT NOTHING BEYOND THAT EVEN IF I DID EXPLAIN THE CAUSE OF IT!! AND I TOLD HER MOST GHOSTS DIDN'T HAVE MEMORIES!! SO NO!! I DIDN'T LIE TO HER!! HAPPY?!" He glared at her like he would anything that irritated him.

Hazelle still stared at him with that scowl quietly eyeing him up and down deducting if he was telling the truth or not. "....So....She knows how you died?

"Yes," he growled out.

"So, she knows who you were?"

His face went back to that almost guilty look. "Uh-.....Well not exactly-"

"Not exactly!?" Hazelle face palmed with a groan. "I thought you said you told her how you died."

"I did!"

"And she knows about you freezing to death in the basement?"

"Yes!"

"Then HOW does she NOT know you if you told her?," she demanded peeking at him. "You're confusing me worse than a rubix cude!"

"She asked how the prince friend died and I told her just like her. Locked in a room until the cold kicked in. I just told her I was in the wrong place at the wrong time, which also wasn't a lie, so I never lied."

"........Wait a minute." She looked up fully to him. "Let me get this straight. You told her how YOU died and how her friend which is ALSO YOU died, but told her in a way that didn't let her know YOU ARE YOU?!....That's not helping your situation at all!!!"

"HEY!! What was I supposed to do?! It was sprung on me out of no where!, "he argued back.

"I don't know! Tell her the truth!?"

"I did!"

"SNATCHER!!" Hazelle suddenly stood up and jabbed a poke into his chest with an all too serious look. "Not telling her the WHOLE truth is just as bad! She's gonna think you're two different people!....Well technically you are- But the point is, she's going to see you and her friend as two different individuals which is just gonna bite you in the butt later!"

"Give me some time! I'm still trying to get used to this. If you haven't forgotten there's two people who'll be affected by this."

"........" She sighed and shook her head, backing off and crossing her arms. "Well....You did talk and that's something in of itself considering how pecking stubborn your butt can be. That's a step in the right direction at least." Hazelle gave him a pleading look. "Look. I'm proud you're feeling more open around her, but PLEASE take my advice and don't burn your bridges when the fire can be avoided."

".....Fine. Just....Not now."

Knowing it was no use to press it any further for now. Arguing forever with this stubborn spirit was like trying to drain a dried out an already empty bathtub. Impossible. "Fine. But was there anything else she told you?"

He rolled his eyes with a small smile. "Oh yes. She got into some kind of trouble with that old windbag of a bird and broke something. Now she has to pay it off by being in another fool's play."

".......Seriously!?," she smiled now raising an eyebrow. "I have to stick around you lot more often. I'm missing all the juicy details.~.....In fact that doesn't sound like a bad idea."

"Don't push your luck." Those yellow eyes narrowed.

''I won't. In fact I've been quite helpful with this whole 'My Lover Came Back From The Dead' cliche skit. I haven't said a word."

"And make sure you KEEP it that way!" Snatcher growled and his grip on his book became tighter. If that corpse found out who KNOWS what he'll try to pull. Especially if he spilt all the details to her before he could explain. He didn't see any good outcome from that!

Hazelle waved a hand. "I promise. Witch's honor. Timmy can vouch for that."

He suddenly blanked out.....Timmy...That BOY!! Moonjumper's little oh so polite princey!! He narrowed his eyes again. "And tell that kid not to flap his gums either!"

"Who? Timmy? What would he even talk about? He barely even knows her and only met her for like, two minutes. There's absolutely nothing to worry about with him," She assured him.

Snatcher still didn't look convinced as he looked out the opening of his home out into the woods. "Where is he anyways?"

"We finished our magic training for today so I dropped him off home." snatcher huffed and Hazelle rolled her eyes. "Look. Even if he did say something about her, how much could he say? Your girls have a babysitter? You got a new helper? A woman beat up the mafia? Nothing that really translates to 'Hey! This is the girl you two used to be in love with'."

He hummed. Well....She had a point. When you put it that way, there really was nothing too much to worry about if Moonboy found out about him having a 'helper' or 'babysitter'. He'd never in another thousand years guess it was Poppy of all people. As long as he kept away everything would be fine.

"Besides. What's the worse that could happen?"

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The beautiful silence of the horizon was a rather lonely one when he was all here by himself...Well that's not true. He wasn't always by himself. There was a few of Snatcher's minions forever lost he swiped back in the day, and a few ancient Alpine Goat spirits that occupied the place way longer than he's ever been there, but none of them spoke much, and he always enjoyed the polite company of strangers. Unfortunately those couldn't be forced as he found out rather quickly, but after a long time he didn't need to force those when he finally found a small little family of his own. Timmy was such a polite and good boy. The child he's always wanted if it weren't for HER!! He even had his hair color he used to have when he was a living being like his darling son. Of course he would provide him with all he needs forever as no one else would, and besides his wonderful boy, their was those delightful girls and Snatcher. Snatcher was.....Ok. Being an inferior half of him but nevermind that. He would never know what those dears saw in him. And Hazelle was a nice lady, wonderful. Always knew her way around magic and was a good teacher for his timmy.

The fingers worked like magic knitting the red threads he could summon at will together in the beginnings of a scarf for..someone. He didn't know yet, it was just a nice hobby to pass the time in this vast plain of being while waiting for Timmy to return from his daily lessons with Hazelle. Especially since as of lately he wasn't really feeling up to going out much since that little incident with the tramatizing time piece and Snatcher's oh so splendid idea. He was SO glad to have been transported back here straight away after that, he couldn't BARE to even face Vanessa at any given moment or time. Let's just say he was more than happy to stay here far, FAR away from that crazy peckneck and listen to silence for a good long while. He was more than happy to spend his time knitting away and taking his time to go back out there again.

Click, click, click.

The spirit's red eyes and knitting fingers focused on the small scarf on hand, the only sounds being the clicking of those knitting needles and the chains permanantly clamped on his wrists....And the approuching small footsteps coming right for him. A smile gracing his pale features and those red eyes looking up without stopping those knitting hand.

"Welcome home, Timmy. Were you good while you were out?," the ghost asked the child as he casually walked up to him.

Timmy smiled and nodded. "You betcha! Had a real laugh today actually!"

A clawed, chained hand patted his head before the spirit turned back to his peaceful work. "Good boy. I'm so happy."

"Ran into Bow and Hattie too." He said watching as his ghostly guardian worked along. "They had this new lady with 'em. Never seen her before tho. She threw a Mafia right over her shoulder and dunked him like a ball in a basket, she did when he tried to punch her!"

"Oh really? Hm. That doesn't sound very lady like. " But he still smiled hearing one of those meatheaded brutes had gotten a taste of his own medicine. "But trying to punch a lady isn't very good either, so I guess he had it coming."

"Yeah! It was a real good show! Hattie said something about her being their new nanny or somethin'."

Click, click,click.

"...Oh?" He paused and looked down at him now catching his attention. Snatcher..got those little darlings a nanny? Snatcher? Well, well, well. It seems that shadow finally had a smart idea for once in his existance. Those girls could use someone to look after them when he was off calling everyone fools or doing some other ridiculous thing like that. The edgylord noodle. "Well it seems he had one good brainstorm out of all that hair."

"Mmhm." Timmy was still curiously watching as he went back to summoning threads outta no where and knitting them into something. The next thing he said was just a casual comment thrown into the conversation. "She seemed like a nice person. I think she said her name was Poppy. Like those pretty flowers growing in the Alpine Alps, yeah."

Click, click, cli-

Any limited sounds coming from the moving of the knitting needles and chains came to sudden abrupt halt at that one word. Timmy noticing the sudden stopping of motion from the ghost blinked and looked up at his face. His pale face was frozen staring blankly at his unmoving hands and those red eyes wide. After staring a few seconds into the abyss, Timmy was just about to ask him if he was ok, but the ghost slowly looked at him stopping that.

"Pardon me for asking, but.....Who did you say she was?"

"Uh...Poppy..I think." Timmy reached up to scratch his head. "I'm not sure. Wasn't paying much attention to be honest."

"Tell me, what did she look like?," he said rather quickly giving the boy his fool attention.

"Um..." Timmy crunched his face in thought. "..I don't remember much. Didn't spend much time there, but she was pale with long, red hair."

Moonjumper just stared at him wide eyed for a long silent moment. No......NO! It couldn't be!....Could it? There wasn't any possible way she-...Not after all these years. No. No it must've been some kind of weird strange coincidence. Some other long red haired pale lady sharing the same name. It was quite possible. There was a lot of Philips on his father's side of the family. There was a great chance of a woman with her characteristics having the same name. It couldn't be even remotely slightly possible......Could it?

"Hey. Are you alright there?"

He blinked. "Uh...Y-Yes. Thank you.....But...Please, tell me all you can about this lady?"

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Being Human - Chapter 18

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Summary : Snatcher is trying to summon his powers. Also available on AO3 : https://archiveofourown.org/works/24826561/chapters/69377466

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Merry Christmas and happy holidays !

I've been stuck on this chapter for a while, I hope you'll like it ! Thank you for your patience ! And thank you so much for all of your positive comments, I'm so glad you like this fanfiction !

Of course, the “Oh The Humanity” AU belongs to @doodledrawsthings​​ ! (And Happy Birthday again ! :D )

The art in this drawing was made by @xxfaylinnxx​ ! I love it, thank you !

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Chapter 18 - “ I… I did it... ”

Finding a way to use his powers was much easier said than done, just like Snatcher had feared. Of course, using human magic and soul-related magic... It was obvious there were going to be differences, whether it was on the way it functioned or just the energy it used. Thus, the former ghost had had no choice but to isolate himself to try to summon his old magic.

He still had no idea if this was going to work or not… And, well, after hours of trying, he was starting to get quite pessimistic. After a quick shower, a change of clothes and after telling Moonjumper and the girls he wanted to be alone to try, the brats had guided him to the gallery. He did remember his stay there with Cooking Cat, and he had to admit that the place was calm and more than suitable for focusing on hard-to-do stuff… Which, in that particular case, was exactly what magic was for him.

-“Come on…” he groaned, staring at the piece of paper he had been holding for a while now, a clear frown visible on his face. Why did this have to be so hard?! It shouldn’t be so difficult to light a single piece of paper on fire! It was one of the easiest thing there was for someone who could use magic! Even as a kid, he was able to summon small sparks!

So why, while being in his adult body, wasn’t he able to do at least that? This just made no sense to him. Another frustrated groan left his lips, and he let his head fall backwards, hitting the wall to which he was sitting against. With a sigh, he shut his eyes, his mind wandering to the possible reasons he couldn’t summon even the littlest spark.

Was it just a lack of practice, like he truly wanted to believe ? Or was it something darker…? Perhaps death had taken his powers away, for good, no matter what miracles (or disasters actually) a Time Piece could achieve. Rationally speaking, this didn’t make much sense, but his obvious lack of success was enough to hurt his hopes and ego. He, who had taken great pride in his magical abilities, was definitely challenged by the nonsensical difficulty of this task.

He sighed once more and eventually reopened his eyes, feeling more exhausted than ever.

The man knew the kids were working on their own, tinkering with the Time Piece that had caused all of this… But, deep inside, he was terribly aware that he was most likely the only one able to stop Vanessa. No matter how much he hated this, how much the whole ordeal scared him much past his comfort zone…

He was still the only person able to face her… And the only person she was really looking for, honestly. Whether she knew the Snatcher had been her lover all along or just wanted to destroy the rest of the forest to defy the entity that had taken control of it, he didn’t know. What he did know, however… Was that, no matter what obstacles she would encounter, she wouldn’t stop until she got what she wanted.

She might be unpredictable now that she had become a true monster, but this had stayed the same, even after death. Or, well, whatever had happened to her, really. Magic corruption, while he knew a bit on the topic, was not his forte. Fire was.

Fire was his forte and he was unable to light a single piece of paper on fire. That simple thought made Snatcher grit his teeth hard: this was just painfully humiliating. He shut his eyes again, clenching his fists around the paper, his muscles tensing up.

-“Come on…!” he repeated, more and more enraged by how useless he felt. Gods, he had been here for hours, now! Why couldn’t he do something that simple? He needed this! Maybe he had been wrong to repress his old human self, okay, sure, yeah, he could accept that it might have been a mistake, because he sure needed his old abilities now. For Gods’ sake, his insane fiancé was ready to destroy the entire forest, the kingdom he had worked so hard to restore, the children he had saved from oblivion… And all of this, everything that had taken him centuries to rebuild, was going to be wiped out by his crazy ex?

No.

No he would not accept that. Anger fuelled him again, his brow furrowing and his face getting redder as seconds passed. He would not allow that, he would not accept any of this, not now, not ever. After everything Vanessa had done to him, to his, no, their kingdom, its inhabitants…!

She didn’t deserve to win anything. And he would make sure of it, no matter how much time it would take. The former ghost couldn’t help but snicker bitterly. This shouldn’t be so hard, it was just a matter of focusing, concentrating his inner energy towards a single thought, one that would materialize in the form of heat radiating from his fingers… Then, it was just a matter of intensifying it until it-

Snatcher’s train of thought was interrupted as his nose caught a very peculiar smell, one that definitely forced him to come back to reality, wondering what could be the cause of it. Yet… Yet, he kind of already knew. He knew that smell.

The smell of something burning.

The man focused back on the small piece of paper he had been holding, his fingers trembling and feeling weaker. The former shade’s eyes widened as he saw the little black spot on the paper, slowly consuming it, little yellow sparks coming out of the tips of his fingers. Small crackling sounds could be heard as the fire was starting to develop, even if just a little. For a moment, he couldn’t move, his stare fixed on the paper as the sparks died down, surprise and bewilderment bothering the focus he desperately needed to keep them up.

He… He did it. Snatcher had just managed to summon his magic. His human magic, the one that ran through his family, the one he had pushed away all those years while trying to forget about his old self- It was there, literally at the tips of his fingers.

-“I…” His voice was low, like a whisper: “I did it,” he breathed out, his eyes unable to leave the burning paper. His mind was empty of thoughts, and it is only when the fire died down for good that he, once more, came back to reality.

He had done it! Soon, a small smile started to creep at his lips, while waves of relief were hitting him continuously: with this, he would be able to light the Subcon Fires back! Sure, he had only been able to summon sparks… But this was just the beginning! After all, he had just been proven that his human magic was still accessible! Who knew what he could still do after all of these centuries!

With a smile that was just getting wider and wider each new passing second, the former ghost stood up quickly, his body swaying a bit from how clumsy he still was. But he didn’t care, it was nothing compared to the feelings of relief, pride and satisfaction he was experiencing at this very moment. Subcon was saved! Once the fires would be back to their usual size, all he would have to do would be to wait in this human body until the girls figured out how to reverse the whole situation.

This was just perfect!

With a newfound and powerful determination, the young man stumbled to the door as fast as he could, excited to show this to the trio. He’d show them he was still the powerful ruler of Subcon, he’d show them how wrong they had been to pity him! And so, once the gallery door opened, the former shade climbed up the hallway slope and reached the machine room. As soon as the door opened, his eyes immediately fell onto the trio, who were all busy working, doing… Whatever was needed to make the Time Piece work in reverse. The hatted brat seemed to be pushing buttons on a large machine while the younger child was tinkering with another machine, the latter plugged onto the inside of the Time Piece, to which the top had been removed. Now, several long metal cables, all of them with different colours, were sitting inside the magical sand. As for Moonjumper, he was hovering over the two kids, glancing at what they were doing with a lot of attention.

All three of them turned their head to him when he entered the room. It wasn’t long before a look of confusion spread onto their features as they saw the big, wide and unusual smile on his face… Before their eyes moved to the burnt paper piece he was holding. Suddenly, all confusion was replaced by relief and exaltation.

-“You did it!” exclaimed the bow-wearing kid, running to him with a large grin. She was quickly followed by her older hatted friend, who smiled at him too:

-“Woah,” she said in a mocking tone : “You managed to burn a piece of paper, congrats,” she taunted him, though the former shade could see in her expression that the mockery wasn’t genuine. She was truly happy and visibly relieved, which definitely made sense in their current situation.

-“Oh, shut up,” he retorted, though it lacked his usual cutting tone. Instead, it was playful, entirely so. The little girl replied by a snort and patted him on the side of his arm as a congratulation gesture. Sure, Snatcher couldn’t help but flinch at the contact, but it meant nothing to him at the moment.

All he knew was that their situation would soon be fixed!

Moonjumper didn’t take long to float closer as well, an awkward smile visible on his mask of a face:

-“I must say,” he started, eyes glancing around as if he weren’t able to look at Snatcher directly: “I’m quite relieved you managed to summon our- your old powers,” he chuckled weakly, before his expression darkened, his eyes eventually settling back on Snatcher’s. His posture was much more tensed than before and a deep frown was visible on his face: “I’m sorry I pushed you out of your comfort zone. It was more than insensitive, and… While you did succeed, I wanted you to know that I’m truly sorry. I panicked and-”

But the young man lifted the piece of paper as a sign for the other to stop talking. When the latter did, Snatcher’s smile widened even more, clear glee on his features:

-“Doesn’t matter,” he replied with confidence as he held the blacked paper higher, waving it happily: “Now that I can access my old powers, it doesn’t matter anym-”

However, his words were cut short by a knocking sound on the machine room door, the one leading to the hub. Silence fell into the room as the entire team looked at each other in bewilderment and confusion. How…? They were the only people on the ship! Did someone enter the ship while no one was looking? Then again, the alarm should had been triggered by the intrusion… It had for Moonjumper, and Moonjumper wasn’t even alive to begin with!

It wasn’t long until the two kids took out their weapons, two umbrellas that Snatcher knew all too well, from their battle with him.

Nothing he wanted to remember, really.

Slowly and carefully, the little girls moved to the door, snaking to it while keeping their umbrellas up and ready to fight in case someone entered the machine room for a surprise attack. With a quick nod, the two children took a final step towards the door, making it open from the movement detection… But, when it did open, no one was standing there.

Snatcher’s confusion intensified, probably like all the others: if no one was there… Who had knocked on the doo- However, before he was even able to finish that thought, a series of high pitched sounds forced everyone to look to the floor… Only to see the little vacuum cleaner, visibly more than agitated.

-“Rumbi…?” murmured the hat wearing kid as she lowered her weapon, perplexity showing on her features. She was then imitated by her younger friend, who lowered her umbrella too.

-“What’s wrong, buddy?” she crouched down to the device’s level, as if she were talking to a pet rather than to a robot. She was ready to put her hand on it, to pet it most probably… But it quickly slid away from her, still making high-pitched sounds, sounds that seemed… Panicked, for as much panicked a machine could get.

-“What is he doing?” asked the bow-wearing kid to her friend, who just shrugged.

Something was wrong. Snatcher could feel it in the guts he didn’t have a week ago. He didn’t like this, and somehow, he couldn’t help but have a premonition for what it all meant. No, no, please, not this.

Not this. He wasn’t ready for it yet.

Not letting anyone else the time to move, the former ghost moved forward with quick and wobbly steps. He vaguely heard the trio calling out to him, then following him… But it didn’t matter anymore. When the young man’s eyes settled on the little vacuum cleaner at his feet, the machine turned to the large window and made alarmed beeping sounds.

It was trying to say something. Something that had to do with the window.

And Snatcher was so, so afraid to look. He didn’t want to know, he didn’t want to know, he didn’t want to kno-

-“Oh Gods, no… No…” Moonjumper’s voice gave him the feeling of a cold shower, an icy one even, and without actually wanting to, his eyes drifted to the window, not able to take the awful suspense anymore. However, what he saw… Made him freeze, his eyes widening, this time not from surprise, not from happiness… But from pure horror as his golden eyes stared at the planet they all could see from where they stood.

On the purple land of Subcon Forest… A white stain had progressed far beyond the Queen’s domain, and had been invading the first areas of his kingdom.

Vanessa was making her move…

And they were not ready for it.

Snatcher was not ready for it.

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=> Chapter 19

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( deep breath) STEAMPUNK MOONJUMPER HEAD CANNONS IF YOU PLEASE! acutulay, any headcannons on steampunk au is good enough for me! - Silver ( also, super sorry I vanished on you. Me and my fam decided to watch the new jurrasuc park movie) ( But yeah, PLEASE ADD MORE KNTO THIS AU! PECK, I WILL PERSONALY DRAW THINGS FOR YOU IF YOU MAKE THIS AU A THING!!!!!)

YEAH!!! MORE STEAMPUNK AU HEADCANNONS!!! (Also no worries! I’m sorry for disappearing too, I was getting some much needed rest. But I might want to adopt this AU if nobody has already-)

(HCs are under the cut, because this might be pretty long ^^’)

So I’m thinking that the SteamPunk world is in a post-apocalyptic state? Basically, living standards could be a whole lot better for everyone on the planet. There’s probably pollution, steam-powered machines are taking over jobs, and basically you have to be an inventor to get by in life.

Decided to give Hat Kid a name for this AU! Her name is Hattie, and she’s hoping to become an inventor just like her father! Although her inventions tend to include a bit of magic, with her looking into time travel as well! (I’d like to think that the SteamPunk world dabbles with magic, making the robots more human-like)

Speaking of Hattie’s dad, I’m thinking Thor could be her father! Only this Thor is more overworked and less joyful (Aka- the complete opposite of AGIT Thor), due to the current state of the planet. And Tim can be like Hattie’s uncle/grandfather! Though Tim and Thor aren’t related, they’re still only friends.

So yeah, Thor made Moonjumper to try and help the struggling people on the planet. (And possibly get money for his idea so he can support his daughter) But perhaps Thor did a goof and accidentally used magic robot parts to bring Moonjumper to life? That also might be Tim’s fault, since Thor usually looks to him for help with parts.

Speaking of Moonjumper, I’d like to think he’s a bit more soft? By that I mean he’s way less evil than AGIT Moon, as far as his backstory goes. And he’s pretty much justified for his actions, considering that Thor tried to hide him away and Moon really doesn’t know how human morals work. But Hattie tries to help him with that! Before he nearly tries to turn her…

Moonjumper and Thor have a bit of a…rivalry, after Hattie frees Moon from the basement. And that’s putting it lightly. Thor doesn’t like Moon because he believes Moon is a faulty machine that will hurt his daughter, but keeps him around because he doesn’t want to make Hattie upset. And Moon hates Thor for obvious reasons, and wants to adopt Hattie for himself.

Snatcher also plays a part in this AU, as Hattie’s own invention! (She’s surprisingly good with mechanics for her age) And Snatcher is still very much acts and looks like himself. When Hattie gathered parts for him, she found an old magical robot piece, called a “Core”, and decided to use it. (Possibly using a magical ritual to bring Snatcher to life and give him his personality???) And I’d also like to think Hattie had an imaginary friend, and based most of Snatcher’s design off of that.

Snatcher kind of helped to “make himself”, by giving Hattie ideas with the design of his body. But this was in the earlier stages, when he didn’t even have a full body yet. (I’d like to think Snatcher was just a body-less core at the start, then just a head, until he fully was completed) This fact freaks people out, because they don’t expect a machine to have emotions or thought.

Thor, unfortunately, works for one of the three giant corporations on the planet, which is the Mafia. Only they don’t advertise that they’re a mafia, keeping it on the down low with Mafia Boss playing as the “honest businessman”. (Though rumor spreads fast, and basically everyone calls them the Mafia behind closed doors) I’d like to think the Mafia corporation is part of the reason that the planet is like it is, with Mafia Boss controlling the will of the people.

Another corporation, the one that Tim regrettably works for, is the Subcon Corp. And guess who it’s run by? You guessed it, the one and only Vanessa! Only this is human Vanessa, with her being an adult but still crazy and controlling. Vanessa experiments with the magical properties of making robots, but in all the wrong ways. For instance, one of the mistakes she made was trying to make a robotic clone of herself. She ends up making monster Vanessa, but she uses this to her advantage…

She also might have made Princebot? She found Princebot faulty and scrapped his parts once she deemed him useless. And then later Hattie finds one of Prince’s “Cores”, and uses it to make Snatcher! But if we’re going with the whole “magical ritual thing”, Snatcher might have amnesia and only have slight memories. But he finds out his past eventually…

As for the other “Core”? Remember when I said that Moon being the way he is might be Tim’s fault? Yeah, since Tim works for the Subcon Corp. he sometimes steals parts from there for Thor to try and use. Tim was the one that found the other “Core” many years later, and gave it to Thor when he asked for one. This leads to Moonjumper and Snatcher having some sort of weird “connection” with each other, which helps with Snatcher finding out more about his past.

Mu is also in this AU! Only not as a human, but as a robot! She was created by the Mafia as a “top secret” thief robot, so the Mafia could get away with heists from their rivaling companies. But Mafia Boss was stupid and decided that adding a “Core” would make Mu stronger. And it did…but it also gave her a personality. Once Mu saw that working for the Mafia was wrong she turned against them.

Mu tries to rebel by meddling with the Mafia business. She tries to destroy their factories, steal “Cores” (which are kind of like the Time Pieces of this world), and attempts to “free” all the robots working for the Mafia. This makes her a wanted enemy of the Mafia, with news reports and posters advertising her arrest. Hattie is the one who finds Mu and give her shelter from all the people trying to collect her reward. This leads to many arguments from Thor, until he decides to adopt Mu.

The last robot corporation would be the Nyakuza. And the Cruise is more of a joint factory that helps the corporations with the shipment of parts from the Cruise’s factories. Although the Captain mostly lends help to the Nyakuza Corp., due to Empress’ way of…persuasion. But he still helps the other corporations, because money is tough to get.

CC came from the Nyakuza Corp., working as the “secretary” for Empress. But CC gained a new dream and wanted to help the poor humans of the world by cooking for the poor. But when Empress said that was “ridiculous” and wouldn’t allow her because she worked “at the top”, CC made a plan to escape. CC changed her name and design frame afterwards, and ended up living with Hattie!

[phasesintime]

your art is so good bro but i gotta be honest we chapter 5 into this thing and i have 0 idea what the HECK IS GOIGN ON moonjumper can shapeshift into other forms, and he put everyone incages?? and now theres a dweller thats important? do u have a summary somewhere please i beg of yoy

i get this alot lol and dont worry i will type out another summary but before i do i want to respond to the tone at which i get the “what the fuck is going on” question

generally speaking, when i know the person asking has read summaries i’ve posted before (i know they get buried, dont worry) i challenge them to speculate and generally? they get things right. since I’m not sure if you’re new or not from the wording of this, ignore this if you’ve only just stumbled upon my comic lol it’s relatively new it just looks big since each page is one pannel since i paint them instead of traditional comic style colouring.

the second thing is: there are some things unexplained on purpose so far to create a sense of mystery that I don’t want to ruin due to the chronological format. I cannot, for instance, reveal all the mechanics about how  moonjumper’s curse works or how he came to power in text because they will be explained in the comic eventually. ok! here is the summary so far:  Moonjumper has taken control of a timerift after a series of events that lead to Hat Kid’s spaceship crashing. Declaring himself king, he can directly control the living in his rift from the planet which he transformed into puppets with his red string. Hat Kid is an alien so she doesn’t get transformed.  Ghosts cannot be controlled with Moonjumper’s string He locked up snatcher and vanessa for as of yet unknown reasons Moonjumper as a spirit is subject to the subcon “outsider death” curse (since he was also an alien in life) which was supposed to keep him trapped in subcon, however when curses are manipulated but not broken they have unforeseen consequences and the proximity of his rift to the moon causes him to literally change form every time the moon enters a different full moon

[prince-snatcher]

Greetings! Im doing a moonjumper art challenge and i wanted to know if you would like to join in? - Silver

(Perhaps, maybe send me a message on tumblr or contact me on discord if you wanna talk about it more!)

[chatnoirismycinnamonroll]

Lucky. We never get the day off of school. My teachers understand it's a holiday, but it's not a big enough holiday to get off school for. We would do different things for each subject, but we'd all just end up pigging out in each class. Theatre? Make a quick Cinco de Mayo skit and present to the class. History? Quick lesson or short movie on the history of the Battle of Puebla. Science? Either continue with the planned lessons or get a word search based on Cinco de Mayo words. Art? Draw a symbolic object.

Most classes would be laid back and the teachers would let us have a "party" and we would all bring snacks in and pig out.

The one class I remember really hyping it up was Mexican-American Studies. The teacher would spend the entire week leading up to Cinco de Mayo showing the class a historical movie about the day, and it was always the same one: Cinco de Mayo- La Batalla. He would show us that movie, and would make us take notes on it, saying there would be a quiz at the end. He would occasionally pause the movie and ask questions to random kids about it. We all hated it, especially since, after Cinco de Mayo passed, HE WOULDNT GIVE OUT THE QUIZ.

And why not? Well, maybe it's because this teacher, logically, also held a Mexican-American Studies Club. So, he had his classes, and then he also had the club, in case any of his students wanted to further their awareness about the Mexican-American standing in the United States. Which was all well and done, but he would spend most of his time and focus on this club, especially in this time of year.

Every year, for the past 12 (?) years, on Cinco de Mayo, the MASC would host a Festival or something in the school's courtyard after school. It was purely voluntary and supported by the community. Usually, the parents of the MASC kids would be asked to bring in something Mexican and traditional and home-cooked. They would then get out word to the community and anyone could go in and bring in what they wanted. One kid's Grandma actually made rice for about 300 people, I think? Another one's Uncle brought his stereo and big speakers and they were able to play music and make the announcements.

The Mariachi kids were usually offered extra credit if they played at the Festival, but everyone knew they loved playing whenever and wherever they could. To have a whole day to themselves without the band having even a chance to steal their thunder? Hoooo boi, would the Mariachi play that day. Youd have the Mariachi playing, Carne Asada coming being grilled by someone's Uncle, aguas frescas and sodas being given out by the teachers, someone's cousin would be setting up his own snack stand, the MASC kids had made piñatas, so youd have piñatas and little kids screaming for a turn to swing, suddenly the dance floor would open up and thered be a challenge on who can dance the best cumbia/bachata/wapango, and then, the kicker, ONE KID GOT HIS PARENTS TO RENT OUT SOME MOONJUMPS.

I never went to the Festival, but Mr. Balderas would show us the pictures of the people having a good time, the kids in the moonjump, the parents and teens battling on the dance floor, and, even though there was no alcohol since it's at a school, that drunk Uncle would always somehow show up and try to dominate the dance floor. Theres always one.

It sounded crazy and fun, but nobody in our class would want to go simply for the fact that Mr. Balderas overhyped it. But what we all noticed, is that there werent any sombreros. No maracas, either. Nobody was dressed like a stereotypical Mexican, but some were dressed similar to what the people were wearing back then. Some of the MASC kids would recite poems, or short stories about the history of Mexico. One would tell a story their grandma told them, and another would sing a traditional song. Then some random people would come up and tell their own traditional stories, whether they pertained to the history or not. They were Mexican stories, they were Mexican lives, Mexican experiences. And, despite the wariness most of us had, I think my class actually kind of respected Mr. Balderas for bringing that experience to our community. The story telling of olden days, the backstory on how it all started and what our people had gone through to be where we are today, and the discussions on how we could progress even further.

The young and the old together having fun in such a cultural environment. I regret missing out on it, sometimes.

Cinco de Mayo is about to start, so let's make some things clear:

Hello there! Diego here! (That… that’s seriously my name.) As some of you may know, I am of Mexican origin, and I would like to make a few things clear about May 5th you may or may not be aware about.

1. Cinco de Mayo is NOT the date of the Independence of Mexico.

That’s right! Mexico celebrates its independence in September 16th, or more likely, the night of September 15th, when traditionally they make the traditional Grito de Independencia by midnight, which is a reenactment of the legend of the night revolutionary priest Miguel Hidalgo y Costilla called mass in 1810 for the people to rebel against the Spanish government.

“Cinco de Mayo” also known as “La Batalla de Puebla” (The Battle of Puebla) is a commemoration of a victory in the battle against French invaders that arrived from the port of the state of Veracruz. Albeit not a strategically decisive battle on the war, it is important on national pride as a moment in which a tiny new country without virtually any funds by the time of 1860s defeated such a super powerful army which were the French.

2. “Sombreros”.

Ah yes.

The “sombrero”.

Just to put it straight: Sombrero just means “hat” in Spanish; at least Mexican Spanish. We tend to call sombrero to any kind of hat, that is if we are not using the word “gorro/gorra” alternatively.

The “sombreros” you usually see in every single stereotype you may imagine are based a mixture of the charro outfit and the way poor proletariats would dress around the dawn of the 20th century whom also were an emblem of the Mexican Revolution of 1910. (Another national celebration that goes in November 20th.) Slavery was already illegal in Mexico, but these people were exploited in a disguised system in which the workers were paid (miserably) and all of their expenses would be controlled in stores they were only allowed to spend at; those stores were also owned by the proprietors of the land they worked at.

The stereotype has been so reflected in so many places inside and outside the border it has even been reclaimed by the Mexican people themselves.

“Oh, so is it okay for me to wear one?”

No.

By the way when I mentioned “charros”, I mean a traditional type of horsemen that follow their own set of etiquettes and styles, and it’s also practiced by women who are not only beautiful but also super badass.

3. Maracas.

I SERIOUSLY DO NOT UNDERSTAND WHAT’S THE DEAL WITH MEXICAN STEREOTYPES AND MARACAS TO BE HONEST.

LIKE, THEY ARE USED IN A FEW CULTURES OF MEXICO SUCH AS THE YAQUIS, BUT OTHER THAN THAT IT REALLY DOESN’T HAVE MUCH OF A CULTURAL BACKGROUND FOR MEXICO. ALMOST ANY OTHER COUNTRY IN LATIN AMERICA, BUT NOT MUCH IN MEXICO.

THEY ARE MORE OF A BRAZILIAN THING.EDIT: Actually no, they are not Brazlian at all either.

Much like the sombrero, if you “went to Mexico” (Tijuana, Cancún, Mazatlán, Rocky Point) and they gave you maracas with vivid colors on them, there is absolutely no cultural importance behind it as souvenir of Mexico. Mexicans love to point at, laugh, and exploit the cultural obliviousness of tourists. Especially American tourists.

…

*cough*

4. The mustache.

This one is a bit strange, albeit kind of true in some regards.

The mustache is an international symbol of masculinity, and Mexico is a country full of machismo, albeit “caballerosidad” is also one of the qualities in the Mexican etiquette which involves respecting the autonomy and individual identity of women, always approach to a non-violent solution, and a general attitude of politeness to both men and women; that said it is not impossible for a Mexican to be misogynistic as well.

ANYWAY, the mustache is kind of a downhill-snowball stereotype that may have started in just seeing many Mexicans having a mustache, but so do a LOT of American males as well, so uhhhh… it’s a very strange label to pin on Mexicans over all.

5. Tequila.

I actually don’t mind if you drink tequila. You kinda support the economy of my country and it’s an actual cultural thing that I like it when it’s spread around.

Just remember that it is NOT drunk with a worm in it. That is mezcal. Its like tequila’s wilder cousin. And no, it has no mescaline.

6. Other stereotypes.

Sugar skulls are a cool thing, I guess. No, they have absolutely nothing to do with Cinco de Mayo, they are part of Dia de los Muertos (Day of the Dead) which is celebrated in November 1st.

“Do not drink the water” is a weird stereotype I have heard. I would not simply recommend you to drink untreated tap water anywhere. Period. We have water purifiers everywhere.

Mexico is what I call a “second world country”. It is not as developed and advanced as the United States, but it IS civilized in a great way we count with continuous technological developments and lots and lots of progressist enthusiasts.

Mexico is not proud of drug trafficking. It’s an extremely serious problem that has the entire country terrorized and I am really exhausted of all the attention they get from dumb Hollywood movies rather than the real Mexico. Do not talk about drugs. Do not talk about narcos. This is a very delicate topic that many people overlook the impact it’s had with Mexican people in their identity. Please.

I persist. Do not, seriously, DO NOT associate Mexican people with drug dealers, drug lords, “narcos”, or any other extension. If you seriously STILL wonder “what the big deal is”, I dare you to Google “narcos” on the image search and look at all the horrible things they do to the innocents. (It’s seriously fucked up and triggering with blood, gore, body horror shit.)

Mexican people have contributed with some groundbreaking contributions to science and technology and the way we are leading our lives. 

> Mario J. Molina is a chemist who discovered the causes of ozone depletion in the atmosphere. > Guillermo González Camarena patented the first trichromatic TV color transmitter in 1940. 8 years before Peter Carl Goldmark presented it to CBS and took most of the credit. > Luis Ernesto Miramontes co-developed “the pill”. Props. > Andrés Manuel del Río discovered vanadium in 1801 which is used to strengthen steel further and is applied from bicycles and hardware tools, to dental implants and jet engines.

Yes, Mexicans are actually laid back. No, they are not inherently lazy.

Mexican people are culturally masters of improvisation and creativity, this leads them to engineer creative solutions to everyday problems. Just felt like sharing this fact.

Ok so this is all I have right off the bat, and I wish you a happy Cinco de Mayo. Have fun, get drunk, party on; I don’t care, we don’t care. Just have these things on mind.

TL;DR: Please do not do/say anything racist.

[noaksey]

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The Big Indie Pitch - Develop - Retrospective

The Big Indie Pitch at Develop in Brighton was an exciting opportunity for Indie developers from all over the world to grab a drink, show off their game, and maybe even take home one of the top three prizes while at the main Develop event held just down the road.

This wasn’t my first time at The Big Indie Pitch but so you know it is an event run by Pocket Gamer for developers to show off their future games and ideas to a panel of eager and knowledgeable judges.

Here are all 20 entrants in no particular order, remember these are my thoughts and I welcome anyone to reach out and ask me for more details reasonings if they want :).

Diamonst

By: Zenko Games s.r.l. Date: September 2017, iOS

Diamonst is an Augmented Reality adventure which takes place in the real world, and has an immersive and interactive story-driven experience that will see the player face virtual enemies and tricky challenges while exploring his neighbourhood in the real life.

  My Thoughts

      The Pros –

A good attempt at an assessable Augmented Reality title.

Cute mascot

could be played with or without a play mat

The Cons –

Didn’t get a chance to play the game

The Pitch was lacking

The scaling was very ‘off’

  Abbey’s Flight By: Stuart Mclean Date: Out now on iOS

Abbey’s Flight is a bee flight simulator with 12 flying levels and three bonus level types: perform waggle dances, keep the hive warm, and land on flowers.

My Thoughts

      The Pros –

Like using a game to educate while playing.

Graphics were ok

Pitch was alright

The Cons –

The gyro controls need a lot of work

Unsure of my goals

Felt players would lose interest in title very quickly

  Dragon Queens By: Kaludoscope Date: Q3/Q4 2017, iOS/Android

Dragon Queens is a non-military, multiplayer game of influence and prosperity. Become the most beloved monarch in the realm by transforming cities into prosperous centres for culture, joy, and luxury goods.

  My Thoughts

      The Pros –

Cool concept.

Likeable team.

The Cons –

Really unsure what I was doing.

No game flow.

Pitch needed to be more concise.

  Jigscore By: Moonjump Coming: Autumn 2017, iOS/Android

Jigscore is a cross between dominoes and jigsaws, and can be played either as a casual game or by focusing on puzzles and missions. There are currently 100 missions, multiple game modes, and seven puzzles.

  My Thoughts

      The Pros –

Very clever concept.

Loads to do.

great to hear it will be a physical game also

The Cons –

Can at times get very confusing

No accessibility i.e. colour blindness etc

Really basic graphics

  Snexagon By: Ben Wells Date: September 1st, iOS/Android/PC

Snexagon merges ‘Snake’ gameplay with air traffic control games as you move your snake over an area and collect pellets to earn points and grow. After it gets to a certain size, your snake will then split in half and you’ll have to try to manage both bodies.

My Thoughts

      The Pros –

Interesting spin on a classic

Solid look.

Good pitch

The Cons –

Game modes change without warning

Needs to consider adding more social aspects

  Space Krieg By: We Heart Dragons Date: 2019, iOS/Android/PC/Console

“Space Krieg is a tactical space dog-fighting MOBA in which two teams of five players take each other on in the combat zones. Rather than brute force, the key to success here is through team work and strategy.”

My Thoughts

      The Pros –

Great concept

lovely graphics

Great pitch

The Cons –

I didn’t get to play it for long enough

  The Almost Gone By: Happy Volcano Date: Q2 2018, Mac/PC (maybe mobile someday)

“The Almost Gone is a narrative-driven exploration game where a young girl’s spirit looks for a way out of the afterlife as she tries to understand her own death.”

My Thoughts

      The Pros –

Wonderful concept

Beautiful graphics

Top pitch

The Cons –

I didn’t get to play it

needs a little work on navigation

  The Boxing Promoter By: Angry Fez Games LTD Date: July 2017, iOS/Android

The Boxing Promoter puts you in charge or hiring and building a stable of fighters, training them, upgrading their skills, booking their fights, negotiating contracts, and helping them grow through rankings.

  My Thoughts

      The Pros –

Reminds me of Championship Manager 2

The Cons –

No game play

Super confusing

poor pitch

  Boom Boom Barbarian By: Silo Black Games Date: Summer 2018, iOS/Android/Console/PC

Boom Boom Barbarian is a rhythm action/tower defence game which works like a classic rhythm matcher to a point. Instead of matching descending beat bars to music, however, you’re matching enemy units to their weaknesses.

  My Thoughts

    The Pros –

Fun Pitch

Fun game

Great music

The Cons –

needs to be synced better in time with the music

  The Mystery of Woolley Mountain By: Huey Games Ltd Date: Summer 2018, iOS/Android/Console/PC

Inspired by games like Monkey Island, The Mystery of Woolley Mountain is an otherworldly, point and click adventure game which follows five renegade audio scientists as they try to rid their beloved mountain of an evil witch.

  My Thoughts

    The Pros –

Good look

loved the easter eggs throughout

The Cons –

needs to more polish

need more time to play it to better review

  Touch ‘n Drag Rally By: Nikomus Games Date: Android

Touch ‘n Drag Rally is a top-down racing game that features new, procedurally generated rally tracks and networked high-scores to keep things competitive.

  My Thoughts

      The Pros –

Great idea

like the social aspect

The Cons –

needs to more polish

need better controls.

�� Bertram Fiddle: A Bleaker Predicklement

By: Rumpus Animation Date: iOS/Android/PC

Bertram Fiddle: A Bleaker Predicklement is the point-and-click mystery game sequel to The Adventures of Betram Fiddle. You’ll play as Bertram Fiddle, a self-proclaimed explorator searching for his next big adventure.

  My Thoughts

      The Pros –

Great Art

Great Pitch

Lovable characters

The Cons –

needs more time with the game

  Your Room

By: Unreasonably Good Software, ltd Date: Spring 2018, Daydream VR/Cardboard VR

Your Room is a non-violent mobile VR game for 5-13 year-olds which allows children to interact with different toys. Each interaction will allow for a different sort of experience, i.e. riding on a toy train.

  My Thoughts

      The Pros –

Great Concept

Using VR right

Learning as you play

The Cons –

Need better navigation

needs to be pitch slightly differently

  Save the Seeds By: A Little Red Panda Date: 2017, iOS/Android

“In the not too distant future, the world has finally succumbed to the change in temperature and can longer sustain human life. Your mission is to re-enter the atmosphere and retrieve seeds from different biomes in the hope of resurrecting the plants of days gone by and slowly restoring the earth to its former glory.”

  My Thoughts

    The Pros –

Great Art

Lovely game to get stuck into

Solid pitch

The Cons –

Need more challenges

Needs more consequences on failure.

Balls By: Jason Tuyen Games Date: Summer 2017, iOS/Android

Balls is an endless arcade game in which you keep a coloured ball in the air for as long as possible, whilst collecting coins and avoiding obstacles.

  My Thoughts

      The Pros –

Great improvement on the last build

Gets addictive

The Cons –

Need more modes

Needs to be more sociably focused

  INOPS By: ZRZStudio Date: August 2017, iOS/Android/Nintendo Switch

INOPS is a 2D side-scrolling puzzler where you’ve got to keep all of the Inops alive as you guide them through each level.

  My Thoughts

      The Pros –

Great improvement on the last build

Gets addictive

The Cons –

Need more modes

Needs to be more socially focused

Advance Soccer

By: Gentlemen Of Science Limited Date: August 2017, iOS/Android

Advance Soccer is a turn-based, tactical five-a-side football game with cross platform multiplayer.

  My Thoughts

      The Pros –

Solid idea

Great for football fans

The Cons –

No gameplay

needs more substance

Taps Aff! The Scottish Summertime Simulator By: Ant Workshop Date: 2017, iOS/Android

“Taps Aff is a celebration of Scotland’s favourite summer activity – exposing pasty white skin to the sun. Help the tiny little computer people in your phone get appropriately attired for the current weather by tapping on them. But, you’ll have to be quick as the weather in Scotland is very changeable.”

  My Thoughts

      The Pros –

Such Fun

Addictive

The Cons –

Left me wanting to spend more time on it

Lost Words By: Sketchbook Games Date: Unspecified, PC/Console

“Lost Words is a narrative adventure game starring our young protagonist and aspiring writer, Izzy. While dealing with the loss of her grandmother, she writes a fantasy story in which she quests to prove herself between the pages of her diary.”

My Thoughts

      The Pros –

Lovely

Inventive game style

Great pitch

The Cons –

The crossover of styles needs to be less abrupt

Vostok Inc.

By: Nosebleed Interactive Date: 2017, PC/Vita/Console

“Vostok Inc. is a casual game for a hardcore audience and a hardcore game for a casual audience. The premise is that you’re a corrupt, narcissistic yuppie, out to make as much money as possible. Think the Wolf of Wall Street…in Space.”

  My Thoughts

      The Pros –

Fun mini games

Can get challenging

The Cons –

No really sure on what the end goal is

rushed pitch.

References – Images and Game info from Pocket Gamer