#next thing we know we'll be playing mash

[ratatatastic]

"would you jump on a plane w ekky and go somewhere after a roadtrip?" "uhhhh i think i would actually i trust him hes my partner so i gotta trust him though"

you can see the cogs in his head turning as he decides on whether he would risk his life for his crush in a slumberparty-esque hypothetical like uhhhh i mean i should? no no yes i should yeah i would trust him yes thats what ive decided i mean i have to trust him he is my partner if i dont trust him with my life on a flying death machine in the sky how will i trust him on the ice? very extreme way to go about it but i respect it all the same

also his smile at "idk if ekkys at that lvl yet"... bunny teeth...

NHL Network | 3.14.24 (x)

[ladykailitha]

The Caged Bird Still Sings Part 15

Hey guys this story is back! I feel like it's nearing the end, but we'll see. I'm hoping for another couple of chapters (than the two have backlogged anyway) at least, but I'm not sure. Steve and Eddie are already freewheeling toward each other and I have learned when that starts happening either one or both of them hit the gas and they go from zero to sixty faster than NASCAR on race day.

Steve tries to get a job, has a good cry about it, Robin is bestest and they try the mall.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10  Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14

~

Steve sat at the desk, phone pressed to his ear, newspaper next to him, and paper and pen in hand.

“Hi, may I speak to the manager?” he asked in his best customer service voice. “Thank you.”

Once the manager was on the line, he began, “Hello, sir. I’m looking at your ad in the help want ads and was wondering if the position was still open?”

Steve shoulders slumped. “I see. No, of course. I’m sure your nephew will just be absolutely smashing at slinging those hamburgers. Thank you for your time.”

He set the phone down in its cradle and put his head in his hands. He had been on the phone for the last two hours calling up people for job interviews and he was utterly exhausted.

Everyone of them had turned him down. Not taking anymore applications at this time, the job has been filled, or in the cases he actually got far enough to tell them his name, they would straight up hang up on him.

He didn’t want to work in the mall, but it was looking less and less likely he’d get a job inside Hawkins.

Which meant that Joyce was going to be on his ass again. She had gotten so insistent in him finding a job, that he was forced to stop going over there, choosing to hang out with Will and Ellie at someone else’s house.

God, he got more peace at the Wheelers and Mike was openly hostile ninety percent of the time. So that was really something.

Steve picked up Eddie’s latest gift. It was a giant canary plushie. It was the most ridiculous thing he’d ever seen. He loved it. He hugged it close.

“I miss Eddie, Kenny,” he murmured into its beak. “I know he’ll be home in a couple of weeks, but I miss being able to have him tell me I’m enough. That my worth isn’t dependent on what other people think of me.”

Steve stood up and carried Kenny over to the bed, where he fell asleep, tears falling into the soft material of Kenny’s neck.

~

He woke up slowly to soft music being played. He opened his eyes and blearily looked around. There on the sofa reading a magazine was Robin. She was listening to Blondie on his boombox but it was at a respectful volume so it wouldn’t wake him.

He had long since given her permission to just come in when she had a gift from Eddie or if she just want to hang out. As long as he wasn’t getting a shower or getting dressed, he really couldn’t care less.

Steve sat up in his bed and rubbed his eyes. Next to her on the sofa was a large box.

“Hey, dingus,” she said without looking up. “I took the opportunity to order us dinner.” She looked at her watch. “It should be here in about five minutes.”

Steve slid off the bed and padded over to the sofa where he flopped gracelessly next to her.

Robin set down the magazine and looked at him properly. “Still can’t find a job, huh?”

He shook his head and pulled his knees up to his chest. She gave him a big hug and just held him until the food arrived. She rolled the food cart over lifted the cloche with gusto.

“Tada!” she said triumphantly revealing the mountains of fries, mashed potatoes, pizza, onion rings. All of Steve’s favorite things. “I figured you’d want some pick me up food and I went all out.”

“If we weren’t both gayer than the day is long,” Steve sighed happily, “I’d marry you.” He gave her a kiss on the cheek pulling out a slice of cheese pizza. He munched, grinning around the slice.

“Gross,” Robin said grabbing a handful of fries. “I mean the pizza not the marrying thing, because I agree. No, your pizza tastes are abysmal. Plain cheese? No meat, not veggies, nothing?”

Steve swallowed and set the pizza down. “It’s all my mom would let me have. Even when I’d go to parties and shit, she’d insist on them having a cheese pizza for me.”

“Okay I take that back,” Robin said. “Eat your cheese pizza, dingus. It makes you happy. But if I ever see your mother, I might accidentally scratch her eyes out.”

Steve picked up the pizza again, but paused with it half way to his mouth. ‘How do you accidentally scratch someone’s eyes out?”

Robin batted her eyes prettily. “I wouldn’t know, officer, I blacked out. The next thing I knew I was washing the blood off my hands.”

Steve threw one of the throw pillows at her head. “Don’t quote musicals at me!”

“Ha!” Robin crowed in delight, clutching the pillow to her chest. “The fact that you recognize it makes you the chump, not me!”

Steve opened his mouth to protest but then his eyes went wide when he had no argument for that.

“I’d love to see proper theater, you know,” he said dreamily. “Like with a proper orchestra and not just a tinny tape that skips in places and actual actors instead of Old Mr. Abernathy trying to play Hamlet.”

Robin winced. “He couldn’t even remember ‘To be or not to be’ and that’s like the one line everyone knows.” She shoved more fries into her face.

“Maybe when I get out on my own,” he said, snagging one of her fries right off of her plate, “I’ll go see plays in Indy or Bloomington.”

“You’ve just got to take me with you,” she huffed, grabbing the half bitten fry right out of his mouth and shoving it in her face. “I’ve been saving up all the money I’ve been getting from this job so I can get driving lessons at school. I won’t be able to drive my parents’ care very much, but it would still be nice to say I have it.”

Steve opened his mouth to say something but she held up her hand. “I know what you’re going to say and the answer is no. No, you can’t pay for my drivers’ ed classes. Because I want to pay for that myself.”

Steve pouted and crossed his arms over his chest. “What’s the point of having all this money if I can’t treat my friends to a little thing like a new car or new bikes.”

The new bikes were still a point of contention between Joyce and Steve. He had bought all of them new bikes and gear with exception of Max where he bought her a new skateboard and gear. All in their favorite colors. But she refused to let Will take his. She said it wasn’t his to spend and therefore to take it back until he could buy it with his own hard earned money.

Will stopped talking to his mother for a couple of days after that.

And Steve hadn’t blamed him, so he told Will to leave it at Mike’s and ‘borrow’ it when ever they rode out places. Joyce couldn’t stop him from doing that.

“I’m not saying not buy me a new car,” Robin huffed a little laugh. “I’m just saying I want to pay for the lessons myself. It’s more of an accomplishment thing.”

Steve perked up and batted his eyelashes at her. “Really? I can buy you a car a gift for passing your test? You’ll really let me?”

Robin laughed and threw a fry at his head. “Yes, dingus, you can but me a car. I talked it over with my parents and I told them that Eddie wanted to get me a car for all my hard work and that you’d be the one helping me pick it out.”

He grabbed the fry and threw back at her, it landing in her hair. “Oh that’s smart. I bet they had all sorts of restrictions on it being sensible and shit.”

But Robin shook her head. “My parents were hippies, not stupid. They know that if they try and restrict me I will come home with the reddest, wildest hot rod they’ve every laid eyes on.”

Steve laughed. “God, can we introduce them to Joyce? Because it sounds like they could teach her a thing or two.”

“I know right?” Robin said rolling her eyes. “Eat your pizza, you heathen and the next time I come I’m bringing proper Domino’s pizza with all sorts of toppings and you can find you actually like. In the mean time, open this present that is digging into my side.”

Steve reached out for it with grabby hands. “Oooh, I really liked the plushie from yesterday. I named him Kenny. Kenny the Canary.”

“Because of course you did,” she said dryly, handing over the package to him.

He could tell it was clothes just from the shape of the box. There was just something about them that screamed ‘hey I’m clothes!’ Inside was the most beautiful yellow cardigan. It was soft and warm.

The note said, “It may be hotter than balls in Hawkins, but up here in Canada, the weather is pretty mild. Not quite sweater weather, but I saw this and just had to get it for you. Just ten more days, little Canary.”

Steve buried his face into the softness of the sweater and nearly squealed in delight. Eddie had sprayed it with his cologne. Oh this was exactly what he needed.

Robin took the card from him and smiled. “He seems to really like you. I know a lot of the people you hang out with give you shit about Eddie and the money running out on you, but Steve, the way he writes these notes sound like someone who genuinely likes you.”

Steve set down the sweater with a sigh. “I know. But it’s the imbalance I’m worried about. I’ve already been called a gold digger. I don’t want that.”

Robin frowned for a moment. “My mom is making me apply for jobs at the mall. She says I can still do this, but she wants me to know ‘what real work is’.” She put air quotes around the last part. “Which is bullshit, but I’ll do it so I can keep doing this.”

She scooted over to him and put her arm around him. “So come with me and maybe we can get a job together, shove it everyone else’s faces, yeah?”

Steve nodded and curled up into her side. She was the only one besides Hopper who knew who his benefactor was and could offer a different perspective than anyone else.

“But in the mean time,” Robin said softly, “maybe talk to Hopper about getting Joyce to knock it off.”

He shook his head. “He’s tried. She has straight up told him that until he tells her who it is who’s funding you, she won’t drop the job thing.”

Robin winced. “And if she finds out who it is, she going to be worse. I haven’t met someone who wasn’t an adult when he left other than Hopper who liked Eddie Munson. I mean the only reason my parents are letting me do this is that Uncle Justin vetted the job and that Corroded Coffin would be on tour, while I stayed here in Hawkins.”

Steve sighed and sat back up. “That’s not even the biggest problem with them knowing. It’s having to explain where I was that Eddie would have seen me to help me out.” He changed his voice so it was higher and clutched his hands to his chest. “Yes, Mrs. Byers I was underage drinking at a bar in the hopes of getting laid so I had a place to sleep!” He dropped back down to his normal tone. “Yeah, like that will go over well.”

“Ooh,” she said with a grimace, “yeah I could see how that might cause waves with the parents. Like tsunami level waves.”

“Pretty much!”

Steve flopped his head back on the back on the sofa. “God, what a fucking mess.”

“Maybe just tell them you were going to see your cousin, Monty,” she suggested, “and you were smoking outside when you met Eddie. See if that goes over better.”

He let out a shuddering sigh. “Maybe. I know Monty would back me up if that’s the case. But I would rather wait until Eddie got home and see what he says.”

Robin nodded sagely. “That’s fair.”

~

They had decided to let Robin get all the applications and bring them over to Steve in the food court. He had ordered them a couple of large Orange Juilus’s and two huge slices of pizza from Sbarros.

She handed him a pen and they got to work filling out all the applications, by the time they were done, Steve’s hand cramped and he worked his fingers open and closed to try to get the muscles to work again.

Robin rolled her eyes, but wisely said nothing as she gathered up their applications to return to their stores.

Robin got three call backs, but Steve only got one. Thankfully it was one that Robin had also got, but it was Scoops Ahoy, the ice cream shop with the little costumes and silly hats. They were both hired on the spot.

~

Sorry if you saw chapter sixteen on here, too. I'll post it later!

Part 16 Part 17 Part 18

Tag List: SIX SLOTS REMAINING

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2- @gregre369 ​@a-little-unsteddie @chaosgremlinmunson @cryptid-system @maya-custodios-dionach

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10- @fearieshadow @kultiras @thesecondfate

[moth-basement]

𝗹𝗶𝗹' 𝘀𝗾𝘂𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗱𝘂𝗱𝗲 🧽

An ask meme with a bunch of lines from my favorite Spongebob episodes. This isn't meant to be too serious, I just really love spongebob and haven't seen an ask meme for it.

"I wumbo, you wumbo, he, she, wumbo."

"Wumbology! the study of wumbo!"

"AND THEN THERE'S A GIANT FIST!!"

"Remember, licking doorknobs is illegal on other planets."

"He was number one!"

"Well, it may be stupid, but it's also dumb."

"I know of a place where you never get harmed. A magical place with magical charms. Indoors! Indoors! Indoors!"

"Oh boy! Holographic meatloaf! My favorite!"

"And what's better than serving up smiles!?"

"Being dead, or anything else."

"See, no one says 'cool' anymore. That's such an old-person thing. Now we say 'coral', as in 'That nose job is so coral.'"

"Long, tan, *licks teeth* Handsome"

"Are they laughing at us? No, they are laughing next to us."

"Excuse me sir I hope my horrible ugliness doesn't distract you from the movie."

"I'm ugly and I'm proud!"

"Oh these aren't homemade. They were made in a factory.... a bomb factory."

"the boy made you a sweater of his own tears, and you kill him."

"goodbye everyone, I'll remember you all in therapy!"

"I order the food, you cook the food, the customer eats the food. We do that for forty years, and then we die."

"you're good, you're good, you're good, aaaaand stop."

"Don't worry captain we'll buff those scratches out."

"All those wrong notes you played made it sound more original."

"We're not cavemen! We have technology" *smashes the computer*

"Hey pal, you just blow in from stupid town?"

"You used me....for LAND DEVELOPMENT! That wasnt very nice!"

“This isn’t your average every day darkness. This is....ADVANCED darkness”

“Assertive, not insertive, ya twit!”

*sticks finger in pocket* "beep beep"

"He's just standing there..... MENACINGLY!"

"don't you have to be stupid somewhere else?"

"What is today but yesterday's tomorrow?"

“I will dismantle this oppressive establishment BOARD BY BOARD!”

"Well maybe we would sound better if some people didn't play with BIG MEATY CLAWS"

"Oh good luck out there. I hope the audience brings lots of ibuprofen."

"You won't catch me when I shift into maximum overdrive!!"

"It's not just a boulder! It's a rock!"

"shut your mouth you mediocre clarinet player."

 “You don’t pay me. We don’t even exist! We’re just a clever visual metaphor used to personify the abstract concept of thought.”

"I only know fine dining and breathing."

"oh you mean like a weenie? MaY I TaKe YoUr hAt Sir?"

"the best time to wear a striped sweater is all the time."

"Can I be excused for the rest of my life?"

"You mean you've never heard the story of the... hash-slinging slasher?"

"The sash wringing... the trash thinging... mash flinging... the flash springing, bringing the the crash thinging the..."

"And then the walls will ooze green slime!? Oh wait they always do that."

"You know, if I were to die right now in some sort of fiery explosion due to the carelessness of a friend well, that would just be okay."

“C’mon you lazy Mary, start rubbing me with that chocolate!”

"East? I thought you said weast?"

“We’ve been smeckledorfed!”

"Whatever doesn't kill you, usually succeeds in the second attempt."

[lilac-rose-writes]

SO THAT NEW TRAILER, HUH?

WHYYYY IS APPLEGATE ALIVE???

also she's a lunch lady now bc she knows nothing about teaching <3 girlie got demoted on her first day <33

ALICE'S SCHOOL, CALLED IT >:D

the new characters look interesting! i think it's very curious that davey is the "former principal's son"- we see no principal at all throughout the trailer. where the heck are they??? what happened?? and why is davey's mission to "stop the janitor"?? which janitor???? the one with the murder hole or the one with the bloody mop?????

checked the character descriptions again and it turns out the new janitor has a NAME and is also the principal now. my bad. go regis. dubious kinggg. i wonder how the past principal disappeared,,

(WHEREEE IS BOB,, WHEEEERRRREEE ARE MY LIL HOODIE CHILDREN,,, AND FELIX,,, AND JEROME,,, AND BUGGS,,,, AND OZZY,,,??,???)

ms lovelett is so me-coded. i too would put on a play for five year olds and rhyme everything

can't believe they mashed up monty. AGAIN. at least he got to chuck food at the janitor first :))

HE'S IN A DRESS???? and he hates it. who put him in a dress??

who's been trying to hurt the crocodile? i just wanna give it a lil boop. regis did u try to hurt the crocodile??? for shameee

NOTHING ELSE MATTERS, THERE'S A SCHOOL HAMSTER AND I LOVE HIM

duck riddle's in the cafeteria this time! but whERE is jerome to tell us what it is??? D:

the nurse is smoking,,, right next to a big "no smoking" sign,,,, in her medical room,,,, that she presumably but there

HELP I JUST SAW THE GRAFFITI ON THE WALL

it's gonna say "ducks", isn't it? we'll take off the odd sheet of paper and it will say "ducks". calling it now

ted-nugget friendship in the cafeteria???

WHERE ARE BILLY AND LILY IM CRYINGGG

bob,, bob i miss u bob,,, bob come bACK

genuinely though where the heckadoodle is felix?? he's like. the most popular character in the fandom. what HAPPENED?

more green goo here,, hmmm. applesoft is so shady, maybe felix'll be back later?

the timeline stuff is really weird. it seems like random events from each loop pass over while one timeline stays mostly the same. how is applegate not dead? she got really stabbed. like that was a whole thing. she should be very stabbed and dead right now. is felix dead from the cain's not able alt?

we're not done with monsters or bloody bags just yet! what are they doing in the principal's office..????

IS THAT A FREAKIGN SWORD????

PLEASE tell me the twins are just investigating in secret again. there is SO MUCH to investigate. they would be in their ELEMENT here

the dustbin looks very suspicious. like why does it look like that. i don't trust it

some things never change <33 just like our inability to read <333

I'M SO HYPED FOR THIS

[f4iry-bell]

Suits and Spices (grayson hawthrone x desi!reader)

a/n: got inspired by @never-enough-novels and @cassiachales 's desi!reader works :3 and thought about grayson tryning desi snack for the first time. just a small imagine. also let me know if i should make a series of thing grayson trying for the first time in india. sorry if this is bad btw!!!! also not seven playing EXACTLY at we'll move india forver while i wa sediting this ???

One will find Grayson Hawthrone at a fancy restaurant rated five out five stars spending hundreds of dollars even if he just wanted something as simple as fries. One just cannot even imagine Grayson Hawthrone standing next to a small food cart that sells pani puri, a cart that doesn't even appear in google map, something very small that only the locals who live nearby would know its existence. But here he is, wearing his fancy Armani suit standing next to the cart owned by an Indian man who was probably in his late 20s holding out a small plate to him.

“Are you sure? The pani can be very spicy” You warn him. “I can take you to a restaurant where they serve pani puri, the pani won't be as spicy as it is here in the restaurants” You add, its true restaurants pani puri sucks ass.

Grayson took the plate from the man and said “No, this is your favourite pani puri stall. I want to try it. I don't care how spicy it is, nothing that i can't handle”

“If you say so. And we don't have water right now. So yeah” You inform him hoping to see a hint of fear on his face but he remains confident as ever. Even if he is scared of training this new snack his Hawthrone ego would never let him back away.

The man stuffed the mashed potatoes inside the puri and dunk it in the green pani before placing it on your plate.You waited for him to repeat what he just did and place the pani puri on Grayson’s plate.

“Now what?” Grayson was quite confused, he was sure if took a bite the green water would spill out.

“Now, you take it and put it in your mouth” You put the whole thing in your mouth and started to chew, even though you have had this pani puri a thousand times it's still a bit spicy.

Grayson’s index finger and thumb finger grabbed the pani puri on his plate and kept it near his mouth.

“Quick! The man is waiting to serve the next one” You hurry him. It's true, when you go to a pani puri stall you must be quick and have an empty plate for the server to place the next one, never make them wait.

Grayson sighed once before opening his mouth wide and putting the pani puri in his mouth and closed it. It was not bad for him, until he chewed and the pani filled his mouth along with tears filling his eyes.

You can't help but let out a chuckle once you notice the tear filled eyes. “Are you okay, Gray?” You asked with a wicked smile on your lips. He was chewing as he gave you a thumbs up. The man placed another one on your plate and Grayson’s. 

“It's not even that spicy.” He lies shamelessly after swallowing it.

“Good because one plate for each, which means 10 pani puris each. One done, nine more to go” You chuckle and eat the next one.

Grayson was not giving up. You had to stop him after his 5th one because he coughed and sucked air, and blew out air. It was a very poor sight to view.

“Aw, poor baby. Let's get you ice cream.” You knew he won’t be able to handle it all then despite him saying he can. And there is an ice cream shop nearby.

“Yes please.” He breathes out. 

By the time you two reached the ice cream shop, he was getting back to his normal state. All it took Grayson Hawthrone to sob was a 20 rupees pani puri.

[writingquestionsanswered]

I have fandom original characters I want to convert to their own story but I’m not sure how, their like interactions, conflict, plot is all planned out but I don’t know how to figure out world building (it’s a urban fantasy) without A- being to close to the source material or B- being over complicated / not making sense for the plot

5 Ways to Create an Original World for Fanfic OCs

There are many different ways to approach this, so we'll walk through some of the key steps in figuring out what will work best for your story.

1 - Look at the Story Needs - Perhaps the best place to start is to look at the needs of the story in terms of genre elements, plot points, and characters. For an urban fantasy, we know we're looking at our world or a similar one, and a city, suburb, or town as the primary setting. We also know magic and the supernatural will play a role in this world, along with mythical creatures and a protagonist with a foot in both worlds. So, next we look at your plot and the major plot points/events to see what elements are needed. For example, if your antagonist is going to be a supernatural council, you know you have to flesh that out, including how and where they operate. Or, let's say the climax takes place in a big factory where some of the main characters were exploited as workers. We know that industry will play a role in this setting, so that and the specific factory are things you'll want to flesh out. Finally, look at character needs. Let's say it's important that one character lives on a houseboat... so we know the setting needs to be on a body of water. Or, let's say one of the main characters is a college professor and some of their most important scenes take place at the college--we know you need to flesh out the college setting.

2 - Find a Reasonable but Altered Approximation of the Canon World - If the canon world is space and the main setting is a spaceship, try putting it in the ocean on a marine vessel or ocean colony. The ocean and space have a lot in common in terms of being vast, dangerous, and relatively unexplored. Marine vessels and ocean colonies have a lot in common with spaceships in that their closed, self-sufficient environments filled with a lot of people in a relatively small space. So, that would be a reasonable but altered approximation of the canon world. For your urban fantasy, if the canon story takes place in a big modern city, try setting your story in a similar city but 150 years in the past or future. Try moving it to a city in another climate/region or country. Or, move it from a modern city to a modern small town. These alternatives have much in common with the canon setting but plenty of opportunities to make it something new and different.

3 - Do a Canon Mash-Up for World Ideas - Let's say your fan-fiction is based on The Mortal Instruments series, but let's also say you've been binge-watching Game of Thrones lately and are really enjoying it. Is there some way you could merge the two? Take a world similar to GoT (let's say King's Landing or The Citadel specifically) and have your urban fantasy take place there? What if it's a contemporary version of one of those places? Or, what if you take the Seven Kingdoms/Great Houses concept and move it into a modern city setting? There are lots of possibilities here for finding a new world for your fan-fiction-based story that still keeps some of the necessary world building details, just in new and interesting ways.

4 - Turn the Canon Situation On Its Ear - Let's say you wanted to take your Star Trek OCs and write them into their own original story, but obviously you can't use the world of Star Trek as your setting. Well, what if you took Star Trek and put those people into our current world or a whole different setting. What would their lives look like? How would that affect your OC characters? Or, for your urban fantasy, again using The Mortal Instruments as a canon example. What would happen if TMI took place on a generation ship? What would the roles of the characters be and how would the plot play out? How would that affect your original characters?

5 - Do a Zero Draft Exploration - Last but not least, just start writing. Don't worry about building the world ahead of time. Start with a really basic idea for how to take your character out of the canon world/setting and see where it takes you. Even if you feel like you're writing chapter after chapter without anything special about your world, or with a world that's closer to canon than you'd like, just keep with it. Write to the end. Because you could literally be in the climax or denouement when your brain goes off in this unexpected direction, and suddenly the whole new world of your story falls into place. Even if it doesn't work it's not for nothing, because it helps you become more intimately aware of the needs of your characters and story, which will help as you go back to step one and rethink things.

Happy writing!

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[aurorabayrpg]

EVENT 016 {OCTOBER 1ST - NOVEMBER 1ST} AURORA BAY’S HALLOWEEN FESTIVITIES - PART 1 & 2

Summer has come and gone, the temperatures are cooling, and pumpkin spice is in everything! It’s finally time for one of Aurora Bay’s biggest events thrown by Town Hall, Aurora Bay’s Halloween Festival!

For the last couple weeks in town, residents will have noticed that the town has slowly been putting up their fall decorations, with pumpkins taking their places at front door steps, paper ghosts in the windows, and even a few scarecrows around the square!

There will be plenty of family-friendly fun, but perhaps the most anticipated part of the festival will be the Halloween costume party held at Sharky's, our Monster Mash! Once again there will be a costume contest with plenty of prizes! More info will come later in the month.

OOC INFO BELOW:

Here's our next event, and just like last year, it'll be running all month long to give everyone plenty of time to plot and play with some Halloween scares!

Here's a list of some of just some of the things you'll find in town this year: (*If you'd like your shop to have anything special going on this month, please let us know so we can add it to the list!)

Botanical Gardens:

Corn Maze running daily (after 8pm it becomes haunted!)

Halloween lights and inflatables all around for a nightly lit-up walking trail

Food stands with kettle corn, caramel apples, etc.

Aurora Bay's Art Museum:

Running all month long, a special spooky art exhibit featuring unsettling works, haunted artifacts, and macabre paintings all while reading up on stories of famous artists throughout time that met gruesome (and oftentimes untimely) deaths.

Charles Levin Theater:

Join us all month long for the Theatre's production of The Phantom of the Opera. Keep your eyes up on the chandelier!

Sunrise Winery:

hard cider and mulled wine tastings

a pick-your-own pumpkin patch

pumpkin carving and painting stations

Sunset Drive-In:

Every weekend Sunset Drive-in will be showing Halloween movies, ranging from movies for children all the way to those super scary movies for the adults! Movie schedule will be posted around town for everyone to plan their movie nights!

Around town:

Hayrides (nighttime haunted rides running Friday thru Sunday evenings)

Specialty menus at shops like Sweet Nothings and Driftwood Coffee

Fall styles and Halloween costume items at Sea Glass Boutique and Hidden Gems Thrift Store

A haunted house open nightly- enter if you dare!

Pop-up candy spots all around town for an early trick-or-treat all month long!

and new this year, an Aurora Bay Haunted Tour!

Every evening, join a walking tour through places said to be haunted in town including the All-Nighter Diner, Aurora Bay's Lighthouse, and then to the docks to hear scary tales of merfolk that are said to reside just below Aurora Bay's waters.

Read about what you’ll learn on the haunted tour HERE

Neighborhoods:

Trick-or-treating will obviously take place on Halloween night, so make sure you have plenty of candy for all the little gremlins of our little beach town!

Halloween decorations on the lawns and houses of anyone wanting to participate (feel free to make posts of what those decorations look like and tag our aesthetics blog!)

Part Two:

Sharky's Monster Mash:

Sharky's will once again be holding their annual Halloween party, The Monster Mash! This will be part 2 of the event, so we'll let you know when it's time to post costumes and threads for this one!

Please feel free to make posts of your character's Halloween costumes and tag our aesthetic blog as well as tag it as #ab.halloween , as well as put your character's name and the name of who they're dressed as in the description! And if you're doing a couple's costume, make sure you tag your partner in there as well! This helps us admins keep up with everything!

Like last year, we'll reblog all the costumes to our aesthetics page and we'll make a masterlist of them all where muns can vote for their fave costumes!

Categories will be: best costume, best couples costume, funniest costume, sexiest costume, most creative costume!

A second post will be made for this part of the event, giving all the dates and more info on the party!

RULES: (this will be expanded on during part 2!)

Players do not have to participate in Sharky's Halloween party, decorating houses, or dressing up if they do not wish to!

Per usual, the first 5 open starters may be posted without muns replying to others first, but if open starters have plenty of notes or you've already replied to them, feel free to go ahead and post another!

[untitledinstinct]

What’s an ultimate fantasy you have ☺️

So... I have agoraphobia...

I don't leave the house unless absolutely necessary.

When I order food, I don't even go out the door, just reach through it.

There's been instances where I don't fit as well as I used to, like walking down the center isle of a bus... my hips have to weave and sway side to side between people.

I want to have a date night, twice a year where we actually leave the house, and do all the things I used to, to see me struggle through it.

Let's go into the city for our date night.

First, I need to eat. A lot. I mean... I'll need my strength to get through this. You can only fit so many protein bars in your backpack.

Then we waddle over to the local bus stop, pausing every few houses to catch my breathe... maybe I shouldn't have had that much... I feel my stomach, and while a little swollen, it still soft and doughy.

The bus arrives, it's busy. We need to go towards the back. My hips get caught gently on the first two seats I pass, and I start weaving my hips a little.

It's been months since I've been on, that's new. So is the amount I'm jiggling just from riding in the bouncier end of the bus - I'm feeling every ripple.

We get to the train station, and the train isle is a little narrower.... I have to lift my arms above the seats to get by.

We get situated, you sitting across from me so we're face to face, and you point out that I'm taking up nearly half of the seat beside me. - you chose to sit across from me to watch every ripple the jolting of the train makes in my stomach, at one point recording it.

We get into the city, and get ready to leave the station, only to notice exactly how much smaller those turnstiles are than the last time....

Everyone around us going through easily - only a few having to turn slightly.

You walk through.

My turn.

I have to turn sideways, suck my gut in as much as a can, and squish-and-lift it with my hand as I shuffle my way through.

I let it all go with a deep gasp.

I didn't get stuck. This time. Not going to be long though...

We get into the heart of the city, and quickly find me something to eat. It was a long 2h trip, and that shuffle I had to do to get through the turnstile took a lot out of me.

We walk around the city, being regular tourists, and making sure I have a snack between every activity we do.

I'm nicely bloated, and round by the time we get to the hotel. We check in, and I flop on the bed, springs creaking.

We decide what we'll be properly stuffing me with, from room service. We place an order large enough for 4 or 5 people, and start up a movie...

You grabbed a shower first, while I find something to watch, then when I'm in the shower, the food arrives. You set it out and I see the almost overwhelming amount, knowing you'll likely only snack on whatever you're feeding me, having also had a big (for you) dinner.

I lay down, and we set to the feast.

The next day, early afternoon, we go to a local grocery store, to load up of what we can.

Cake

Pie

Cookies

Roast chicken

Mashed potatoes

Potatoes wedged

Cheesecake

Fruit smoothies

A couple different tubs of icecream.

With plans to order taco bell and a pizza.

That's the rest of our day.

Eating/feeding, snuggling, making out, playing around.

I wanna see how firm we can make my bloated stomach

Don't forget.

Tomorrow, I still won't have digested all of this, and have to squeeze back through that turnstile to get us back home....

Let make them open the gate for me.

Since that happens about twice a year, the rest of the year I spend inside. I want to get big enough that I just make it through the front door, then the next time I try and leave, I want to have eaten myself trapped inside.

Too fat to fit through the door.

[team-heavenly]

Chapter 26 - Part 3

You know the drill by now. Part one is here, part two is here...

Yeah, so uhhh, fun fact! In all my years of playing this game, I never once tried to leave Aegis Cave apparently, because this genuinely surprised me. THERE'S AN INVISIBLE WALL. YOU CAN'T LEAVE. YOU CAN ONLY FINISH THE STORY LINE, FAINT, OR USE AN ESCAPE ORB.

And this kinda upset me because, y'know, for the first time this entire damn run, I finally had a pile of Orans and Apples and other basic things, and I wanted to drop them off in storage to make room for more.

The good news: I did in fact pick up an Escape Orb, so we said SEE YUH!

While we were back in town, I fed a Wonder Gummi to Celebi via Rotom's juicebar, and we got two surprises packed into one!

WUH- OKAY THEN.

And now, some moments that nearly gave me a freaking heart attack.

Damage runs deep </3 Hell of a line.

Also, moments that nearly make your eyeballs fall out of your head until you remember your Garchomp has Huge Power.

Speaking of, here is a non-inclusive list of the moves and abilities I remember seeing from the Unown (either in dungeon or from recruits):

Moves:

Ice Ball

Faint Attack

Thrash

Hyper Beam

Luster Purge

Lunar Dance

Gunk Shot

Dark Pulse

Extrasensory

Hammer Arm

Spit Up

Flash Cannon

Abilities:

Sturdy

Illuminate

Truant

Aftermath

Natural Cure

Serene Grace

Bad Dreams

Drizzle

Cloud Nine

Snow Warning

Heatproof

Filter

A true grab bag, which was honestly kind of fun when it wasn't trying to kill us.

Anyway, we only had to go through three times before getting all the stones we needed and then some! IYKYK.

When we return to the waypoint, we do a funky little dance just kidding, we only close our eyes.

So, here I am, entering the Nonsensical Expanse, getting pumped we get to find out who the first of the three Regis are, right?

But then I have something so unexpected happen that my 3DS nearly falls from my hands.

Wh-

WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT ISN'T HERE?!?!?!

No, but I was legitimately upset over this. I consulted my friend @exploring-the-sky to see if love knew anything about it.

Well, this is what happens when you use a build from nearly two years ago, I guess.

At every portion of Aegis Cave, I left at least once and came back, and it was always the same. There was no one to fight. So now we'll never know who Regice is! That beautiful guidepost I put together to translate every character and place from their canon counterparts? You know, my actual pride and joy? I literally CAN'T put anything down for Regice now except ??? or ERROR 404.

THANKS A LOT, GAME!!! >:l

Or just replace it with any Pokémon you want, I don't make the rules here.

Next stop: Neat Creek.

We already have C and K so this shouldn't be too painful... I hope.

Nevertheless, when we inevitably come back around, we find what looks like a letter...

Wait, did y'all actually run into a boss? DID Y'ALL ACTUALLY FIGHT A BOSS?? PLEASE, TEAM CHARM, I'M BEGGING YOU-

Ugh, well. Guess we're about to find out, anyhow. We enter the Colossal Rift and hold our breaths...

OH THANK ARCEUS, YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW HAPPY I AM TO SEE YOU!!

...Words said before disaster, Part 21,894-

Despite our one-two punch of Meteor Mash and Powder Snow on Celebi, Rhyhorn wouldn't go down easy. In fact, he got off some Dragon Dances , which made me kinda nervous! And Seed Flare missed, like, 4 times in a row?? Then I REALLY started to panic when he used Mirror Move! But in the end, we persevered.

Ohhhh, I see... so, Not Regice just granted us the guardian's permission pre-emptively and went "lol bye losers, I'm out"? That's the explanation I'm going with, anyway :P

When we approach the Nonsensical Trench, there seems to be no sign of Team Charm...

We picked up two E stones in the last segment of the dungeon, so all we're missing is S, T, and L.

Why, hello there! This one even gave us a stone right away :)

It turns out Unown S and T also spawn on this very first floor! I stuck it out as long as I could and, lo and behold, we didn't have to go through more than once! \o/

Okay, now you gotta do the ritual thing to move on to Part 4.

[grailfinders]

Fate & Phantasms Viewers' Choice

it's that time once again, the time where we all gather to pick a build to show up next month! to help give the smaller name options a better chance, we'll be making a blurb for each of them before the actual poll.

first up is Riesbyfe Stridberg, from Melty Blood. She's a holy knight who cheated death thanks to her shield, Gamaliel, and as such she could be considered Mash's senpai in shielding. it also keeps her from aging, so that's a fun addition to add for no reason, and makes her much easier to build. thanks, nasu!

Edgar Figaro from Final Fantasy 6 is a master inventor and brother to the most jacked motherfucker in FF history. some of his inventions include an automatic crossbow, a medieval chainsaw, an "Air Anchor", which is some kind of explosive... grappling... arm... thing. he also decked his whole castle out with the ability to tunnel underground, but we won't cover that in the build. probably a caster.

Don Quixote, however, is a lancer. that we know for sure. he was completely delusional, thought himself a knight, and rode around the countryside helping people with problems they didn't have. and then FGO made his whole thing even weirder by making his sidekick and love interest his horse. Still, he's always willing to give his all, and that's what matters in the end.

Simo Hayha is from real life! as one of the most popular options from last month's poll I doubt he needs much introduction. a Finnish sniper from WW2, he became known as the White Death thanks to his incredible skills at camouflage and the fact that he killed roughly 500 enemy soldiers. over 100 days. in the Finnish winter. he is considered one of the greatest snipers of all time, and is more than qualified to be one of the few members of the Archer class from modern days.

Genghis Khan is also from history, though not quite as recent. I know Altera already exists, but tbf the real deal Scourge of God could easily qualify as most classes with or without the sci-fi overhaul he got in Fate. like, the number of people he killed had a measurable impact on global warming, he should probably have like, an Artoria of servant classes by now. (yes, that is what a group of servants is called)

Koyanskaya of Light is a weird one, in no small part due to the fact that her big story chapter hasn't shown up in NA yet. still, she's an arms dealer, and this one's focused more on hurting humans than her other side, so we should be able to manage fine. bullets and rifles and tanks, oh my!

and finally, we have Oberon. what is there to say about Oberon? he's totally Oberon. the very first Pretender is a faerie, so that alone would give him all sorts of fun nonsense to play with, but he specializes with putting people to sleep and messing with their heads.

[blumenct]

oh boy I can talk about romantic feelings I'm having here because my tumblr is so sparse it's like a private alt without having to try

It's not super complicated I just haven't felt something resembling romantic feelings for a person in a really long time. That means I also don't know how short-term of a sensation this is or if it's like FEELINGS feelings. Like it's making me act giddy and stupid. As in I'll have to hide my face in my hands because I thought of something that made me bashful and shit. That's pretty rare.

Anyway. He's a friend I met earlier this year and this whole thing only started last month. We're pretty chill with each other and all. He's just so fucking nice man. And he's a generous and kind person like it's foolish to misconstrue that kinda thing but there's just little stuff that amounts up.

And also like, I know he dips into looking for a relationship or something. Talks about apps and stuff and just recently wanting to make someone Fall For Them next year (wheeze) so you know. The question I guess is one of distance and also if he's even attracted to me hrgkrg we both know what each other looks like and all.

That's a fucky topic on my end though. I'm literally so enamored with his personality I just barely think of looks and that's rather new for me I'm normally very superficial.

So I just say things and try to talk about stuff and we've hung on one on one a few times. Two Fridays in a row playing Yugioh for like 3-4 hours lmao. fuck. shit. I wanna do that stuff more.

But idk. It being a temporary feeling would reduce some anxiety and make my life slightly easier, but it being real carries the challenge of like eventually confessing that and it potentially creating a domino effect that ruins all the relationships I've made in the past year. Worrying.

We'll be sharing an air bnb (with several others) in May so that's gonna be.....something if this materializes in any shape or form. Which it might not! I could be over this in a month and then at Combo Breaker I'll just be like haha that was weird.

So I'm just waiting for now to see if it simmers or what. Until then I simply project all my frustrations on two of my OC's and mash them into each other in my head to make my chest feel all light. Normal stuff.

anyway if you read this. cool. no one probably does. there's no way anyone reading this could possibly know him (okay maybe you would) but yeah. maybe you have advice or kind words. regardless have a good night.

[bleuhisteria]

Deus Ex Machina|| Aizawa x Reader Chapter 11

The key to trust and communication, is... videogames.

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What are we doing here? The deadpan thought ran across my mind as I found myself in the living room, sitting in front of the TV next to Aizawa.

"(N/N), shoot it! Shoot it!" Dad's panicked voice filled the room.

"Y-yes!" I responded quickly, frantically mashing buttons on the controller in my hand.

"(Y/N), on your left!" Aizawa shouted, fending off zombies in his virtual realm.

Both of us were in a state of panic, playing a video game indoors while my dad watched us from the couch.

But why were we doing this, exactly? Well...

"I'm glad you asked! First, we'll do an exercise that will help you both learn to work together and improve coordination, starting with open communication," Dad explained.

What I didn't expect was that his idea of open communication involved playing a multiplayer video game together.

"I'll go get snacks. Want anything?" Dad asked as he got up from the couch and headed to the kitchen.

"Candy!" I shouted, my eyes still glued to the screen as Aizawa and I cleared the level. "Yes!" I cheered, finding myself standing up in excitement.

The game continued as we progressed to the next level.

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As (Y/N)'s dad grabbed a bowl, humming while filling it with treats, he opened the fridge to grab some drinks. Startled, he closed the fridge door and was taken aback by Elena standing behind it.

"Jeebus! Elena! What are you doing there?!" (F/N) screamed, caught off guard by the maid's sudden appearance.

Ignoring the question, Elena's gaze shifted slightly to the two teenagers in the living room before returning to (F/N). "(F/N)-sama, what exactly are you trying to do for those two?" she asked, her tone skeptical.

Chuckling, (F/N) replied, "I need them both to build trust in each other. Besides, screaming counts as open communication," he said with a laugh.

Sighing at his antics, Elena's gaze shifted to Aizawa. "He's close to figuring it out," she remarked, her face displaying worry.

(F/N) glanced over at Aizawa and (Y/N), observing their tense expressions and heated exchanges. "Does he have bad intentions?" he inquired, turning to Elena.

Elena shook her head. "None that I know of. He's solely here to achieve his goal," she stated.

"Then don't worry too much and make it a big deal. As long as he doesn't harbor ill will towards our (N/N), you should try not to pry into his mind as much as possible," (F/N) advised, his face relaxing as he reassured himself that his daughter was in safe hands.

Placing a hand on her forehead, Elena shook her head and sighed. "You know I can't exactly control whose mind I enter," she said. "And I don't want to anyway," she added wearily.

"My concern is, are you going to tell him that you're a hero?" Elena asked.

(F/N) shook his head. "You know what happened last time, and I don't want (N/N) to feel unsafe again. The only information he's going to get is what she's willing to share. Their relationship is none of my business," he stated, looking serious.

"I'll just watch over them for now, and you make sure that things don't go down the same path as last time," he said, picking up the bowl of snacks and drinks, heading back to the living room.

Elena bowed. "I will. Have fun. I'll be taking (M/N)-sama for her walk," she said, casting a side-eye at the three as she walked off upstairs.

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"So, how's it going?" Dad asked as he placed the bowl full of snacks on the coffee table.

I set my controller down, grabbing a few pieces of candy mixed into the bowl of packaged treats, leaving it to Aizawa to respond.

He sighed, "We already finished the game," he said, dropping his controller and reaching for the bowl. "Remind me again how this is supposed to help us?" he asked, unwrapping a chocolate bar and taking a bite.

Dad settled back onto the couch, causing the cushion to sink beneath his weight. "This exercise is all about communication. How well you can communicate with each other can make a big difference in a fight," he explained, raising a finger.

"Tell me, Aizawa, how many times did you have to shout at (Y/N) before she turned left like you asked?" Dad inquired, causing my face to flush with embarrassment.

Despite being into machinery and tech, I wasn't really one for videogames. 

"Five times," Aizawa responded.

Dad nodded approvingly. "Good, good. Now, have you considered why she couldn't do as you asked right away?" he prodded.

Aizawa pondered for a moment before shaking his head.

Then Dad turned to me. "And (N/N), how many times did you have to tell Aizawa to stop focusing on one side and cover your back?" he questioned.

I flinched, swallowing the candy in my mouth. "Th-three times," I admitted.

Dad nodded again. "Now, have the two of you thought about why you had to repeat yourselves multiple times before the other person acted?" he asked, looking expectantly at us.

Aizawa and I exchanged confused glances, unsure of what he was getting at. With little response from either of us, Dad continued.

"Besides this being your first time playing, which is a factor on its own, what you both lack is trust," he stated, pointing at us. "You don't trust each other enough to effectively communicate and listen to one another," he explained.

As if a bolt of lightning had struck, Aizawa and I locked eyes, a newfound clarity washing over us. But before we could utter a word, Dad was already rising from the couch, heading towards the TV to change the game cartridge we had been playing.

"I've got just the game to help build that trust you're lacking," Dad announced with a mischievous grin. "It's a two-player VR game, but here's the twist: you'll be in separate rooms. You'll need to rely on communication and observation to navigate the challenges together. Have fun!" he exclaimed, retrieving two virtual reality helmets from the nearby display.

He couldn't resist adding a playful remark, "Fun fact, this game was actually what caused your mother to fall in love with me."

Blushing furiously, I turned away from Aizawa, "D-Dad!" I stammered, embarrassed by his playful remark. He always claimed that a certain video game could make people fall in love, even insisting it was what won Mom's heart. But I never thought he would make us play it!

Chuckling, he reassured me, "I'm just kidding. Your mother fell for my natural charm." he said with a wink.

Aizawa, unamused, focused on the VR helmet in his hands. "What kind of game is it?" he asked, directing the conversation back to the task at hand.

Dad settled back on the couch, explaining, "It's a puzzle-solving game that requires both players to analyze their surroundings and make decisions based on their individual perspectives. You'll need to communicate what you see, but you won't know exactly what the other person is experiencing."

Rolling my eyes, I couldn't help but comment sarcastically, "Ah, analyzing, the secret to love. No wonder mom couldn't resist." Deep down, though, I couldn't deny that there might be some truth to it. If it was an analyzing puzzle game, it was probably an over analyzing game, making it right up my mom's alley. She had a knack for solving puzzles within seconds.

Curiosity got the better of me, and I asked, "How long did you guys play for?"

Dad crossed his arms, appearing contemplative. "A couple of hours into the night. She didn't want to stop until we finished the game," he replied in a serious tone.

"A couple of hours?!" I exclaimed, my eyes widening. How difficult could this game be if it took my mom, the puzzle-solving genius, a couple of hours?

Dad waved his hand dismissively. "Ah, don't worry. It took a while because we had it on the highest difficulty. You and Aizawa can handle the easiest level for now," he reassured me, setting up the game.

Curious about the game itself, Aizawa spoke up. "What's the game like?"

Dad hummed, raising his head to answer. "There are some horror themes, but nothing too scary. No jump scares, if you're wondering. However, if you care about the storyline, it definitely adds to the tension," he explained, finishing the setup on the easiest difficulty.

"That should do it. It'll take you about..." he glanced at his watch, "...about an hour to complete."

I glanced at Aizawa, concern evident in my eyes, as he put the VR helmet on. He seemed far less fazed than I was by the prospect of playing a potentially scary game.

"Since your screens are displayed on the TV, you can ask me for hints if you're struggling. Just keep in mind that I'll be grading your co-op skills, and the more hints you ask for, the more deductions you'll receive," Dad informed us, setting the expectations for the game.

The initial stages of the game were relatively simple, involving pulling levers, pushing buttons, and coordinating actions to progress. However, the true test of trust emerged when we encountered doors that would determine our path forward. One wrong choice led to witnessing horrifying scenes, making us question the reliability of the other's judgment.

"Are you sure door number 8 is the right one? That's what it shows on your side, correct?" I asked, still reeling from the shock of a previous door that had led us to a nightmarish laboratory filled with grotesque experiments.

"Yes, it clearly indicates door 8 as the correct option. All the other numbers are crossed out," Aizawa reassured me, trying to alleviate my apprehension.

With trepidation, I cautiously opened door number 8, closing my eyes in anticipation of a jump scare, despite my dad's assurance that there wouldn't be any. As I opened my eyes, relief washed over me, revealing an operating room with a curtain separating an operation table from a computer displaying security footage.

"Aizawa, is that you?" I asked, peering at the computer screen on my side. "I see you standing behind a counter in what appears to be a cafeteria. Are you in a cafeteria?"

"You can see me?" Aizawa responded, his player character looking directly at the nearest camera.

"Yeah!" I exclaimed, a genuine sense of relief sweeping over me in the midst of the game's horrors.

"That could mean we might be able to meet each other soon," Aizawa remarked, his words providing a glimmer of hope. The thought of seeing him, even in a virtual world, filled me with warmth.

"What should I do now? There really isn't much to this room..." I said, scanning the eerie surroundings of the abandoned hospital, a chill running down my spine.

From the live footage on my screen, I could see Aizawa exploring his surroundings. "I'm not sure where to go from here either," he replied, his voice tinged with uncertainty.

As I scrutinized the security footage on my side, a tiny pixel caught my attention, indicating what seemed to be a door. "Try heading to the upper right of your current position. I think there might be something there," I suggested.

"Got it," Aizawa responded, and I watched his character move in the opposite direction.

"Hey! I said upper right!" I called out, perplexed by his movement.

"I am going to the upper right!" he retorted.

"That's the upper left!" I shouted back, frustration creeping into my voice.

"Huh?" he expressed, his tone reflecting confusion. It was then that he had an epiphany. "Look at my character on the screen and tell me where I'm going," he requested, causing my own confusion to deepen.

"You're going to the upper right..." I replied hesitantly.

Aizawa let out a sigh. "You're watching a mirrored footage," he explained, realization dawning upon me.

Dad's laughter resonated from behind us. "Good job, Aizawa," he praised, thoroughly enjoying our miscommunication as the game continued.

Later on, I found myself in a control room, surrounded by notes that provided guidance on what to do. Aizawa informed me that he was in a room with a broken bridge and needed to reach the other side or progress to the next level.

"What happens when I pull this lever?" I asked, curiosity piqued as I pulled the lever on my side.

"Nothing really..." Aizawa began to reply but then noticed something. "Wait, a moving platform just passed by me," he exclaimed.

Nodding, even though he couldn't see me, I quickly formulated a plan. "I'll pull the lever back, and you can take the opportunity to jump on the moving platform," I suggested, hearing Aizawa hum in agreement.

With our coordination, we successfully made it to the next level. However, a cautionary sign appeared on Aizawa's side, warning, 'Moving platforms lead to furnace.' This prompted Aizawa to ask a crucial question. "(F/N)-san, can you die in this game? And if so, what happens after?"

"Yep! If you die, the game restarts from the beginning," my dad chimed in, relishing in our trepidation.

"I-I don't want to restart!" I cried out, dreading the prospect of reliving the horrifying experiences.

"Then you better coordinate better," my dad teased, clearly finding amusement in our predicament.

"L-Let me test a few things, Aizawa. Tell me what happens on your side," I requested nervously, pulling multiple levers simultaneously.

"Several moving platforms just passed by me. I think if we time this correctly, I can parkour my way to the other side," Aizawa reported, his voice determined.

I hummed in understanding, determined to figure out a solution that would spare us from restarting the game.

"First lever!" I called out to Aizawa before pulling the lever, followed by the second one a few seconds later, creating a bridge for Aizawa's character to jump onto.

"C-crap!" I heard him shout in panic.

"What happened?" I asked with genuine concern.

"Wait... I thought...?" Aizawa's voice trailed off in confusion.

"What is it?" I inquired, wanting to understand the situation.

"I fell down. But instead of the game resetting, I just got teleported back to the other side of the bridge," Aizawa clarified, his tone still tinged with bewilderment.

As the realization hit me, frustration bubbled up. "Daaad!" I whined, hearing him chuckle at our expense.

After his laughter subsided, he informed us, "The game has save points," bringing a sense of relief to both Aizawa and me. "Sorry, I forgot our game was on the highest difficulty, we didn't have save points."

Back to the task at hand, I had to time pulling the levers for Aizawa to be able to move through the platforms, he had to trust that I knew what I was doing, and I had to trust that he knew what he was doing, it was rather intense despite being a simple puzzle game.

After what felt like an eternity, we finally reached the end of the game. The tension that had built up throughout the experience dissipated, replaced by a surge of accomplishment and relief. With trembling hands, I removed the VR helmet, feeling the weight of the virtual world lift off my shoulders.

"How was it?" Dad asked, a mischievous grin spreading across his face as he observed us.

I took a moment to catch my breath, the adrenaline still coursing through my veins. "Intense," I replied, a mix of exhaustion and relief in my voice. "It was challenging, but we made it to the end."

Aizawa nodded in agreement, his expression reflecting a sense of weariness. "(Y/N) screaming was the highlight of it all." he said playfully as he turned to me.

My face turned red, my hand immediately covering my face, "I-it was scary okay?!" I exclaimed in defense as I heard him and my dad chuckling.

"Now, before I get on with my evaluation, ice cream, anyone?" Dad asks.

I took my hands off my face and nodded.

[funkscop1997]

i need to tell you guys about my dream .

ok. i only remember one thing from it and it was that Steven. Steven universe (the one from future specifically right.( I'm in like the backrooms or some shit. red painted walls and i have no idea where i am. Steven pulls up. w a fucking REVOLVER. ok. like the ones cowboys would use. and he pointed over to an elevator and told me "You. Anton. Come on, we have to go."

the elevator looked like the one from Jessie and the one from Dead End Paranormal Park mashed together and it was a 98 floor drop. we were both propelled into the ceiling in seconds after entering. when we reached the bottom floor it was the exact same room but there was one guy in a jacuzzi in there (the last room did not have a Jacuzzi.) Steven motherfucking universe gives me the gun and tells me i need to kill this guy. he looks vaguely like Matthew lillard. and i tell him "the man behind the slaughter??? I'm not going to kill him why would I do that"

Steven universe starts crying and says "Fine. We'll go Home." the next thing i know we are playing kirby's dreamland 3 on an emulator and we have a great time

[mysteryshoptls]

SR Rook Hunt Apprentice Chef Personal Story: Part 1

"Master Chef"

Part 1 (Part 2)

[Cafeteria – Judging Venue]

Master Chef ― Rook Version ～Let's Make Sweet Potato Tart 1～

Rook: It is finally time to begin our practical application. I've been highly anticipating this moment.

Cater: You look like you're in a super good mood, Rook-kun～ I thought a majority of students here took this class 'cause they had no other choice.

Rook: Any new challenge I can face warms my heart. I feel as though I could recite an impromptu poem at any moment.

Chef Ghost: Haha… How about we make some food instead of poetry. Let's go, Rook-kun.

Rook: Oui, monsieur.

Rook: Then, Cater-kun, I will see you later. A very good luck to the both of us.

Cater: Yeah. Work hard, Rook-kun～♪

[Kitchen]

Chef Ghost: You've had a smile on your face for some time now, Rook-kun. Did something good happen?

Rook: Quite. I've not had much familiarity with working in a kitchen. So every single thing here is new and refreshing for me.

Rook: My heart leaps for joy, as if I've found myself in a new land of adventure!

Chef Ghost: A new land of adventure, huh. Then I guess it's my duty to guide you, as someone who is very knowledgeable about kitchens.

Rook: Oh, how wonderfully reliable you are! Merci, Chef.

Rook: But all things considered… You say we are working with sweet potato? What an intriguing kind of tart.

Rook: It's quite the unique concoction to use a potato as filling. Will this be a savory tart meant more for meals instead of a sweet dessert?

Chef Ghost: Nope, not at all. This will be a sweet tart. How about first, you try some of these potatoes we just finished boiling.

Rook: Oh là là, this potato has such a dark yellow hue! And it's quite moist. This is my first time trying this.

Rook: When was the last time I've eaten a potato without using salt or butter? I'll deeply enjoy savoring the flavor… [chew, chew]…

Rook: ….........TRÈS BIEN!!

Rook: I'm surprised. I never knew there were potatoes this sweet that wouldn't need any seasonings! I can't get enough of this flaky texture.

Chef Ghost: This is a potato that is widely cultivated in the eastern countries.

Chef Ghost: We'll make a tart with this as filling. Don't you think it'll make a delicious treat?

Rook: Marvelous… There's certain to be still more delicacies that I have yet to learn about!

Rook: Fufu, I didn't expect to discover something new so quickly from the start… My excitement continues to grow.

Chef Ghost: It fills me with joy to teach you when you say such things. Alright, let's get to making the filling.

Chef Ghost: From what you've said so far, am I right in understanding that you haven't had much experience with cooking?

Rook: Yes. I've done some simple outdoor cooking, but it's only ever been small tasks like cutting ingredients or roasting them over a fire.

Chef Ghost: Wow! So you like to go camping. It's pretty fun to eat outdoors, isn't it?

Rook: I am so pleased you can relate, Chef! I can never tire of that peculiar brand of tension no matter how many times I experience it.

Chef Ghost: Mmm… I'm not sure if I understand what you mean about the tension, but… Well, I guess everyone enjoys things differently.

Chef Ghost: Well, anyway, if you don't have much experience, I probably should explain the cookware to you. Do you know what this is?

Rook: This is a potato masher! In a stage play I watched before, there was a scene in which one was used quite forcefully by a chef.

Chef Ghost: Oh good, so you knew what this was. Then, I'll have you mash the peeled potatoes with this.

Rook: Please leave it to me. I've nothing but confidence in this type of task.

Rook: The golden yellow potatoes, combined with the sugar, eggs, fresh cream, and butter makes for a beautiful harmony!

Rook: How does my filling look, Chef?

Chef Ghost: Yep, it looks like it's mixed very thoroughly. So, next, we'll add some brandy and vanilla extract to give it a nice aroma.

Rook: The filling's aroma has gotten far richer now. This smell is surely increasing my appetite.

Chef Ghost: Now I'll have you fill the pâte sucrée with your delicious looking filling. Make sure not to put overflow it.

Rook: Oui! I want to make sure this tart looks beautiful, as well as tasty, after all. I'll make sure to completely fill the tart with this filling, leaving no gaps.

Chef Ghost: You seem happy, Rook-kun.

Rook: Why, yes… Fufufu. How utterly fortuitous this kitchen is!

Chef Ghost: Hm?

Rook: The tart is inching closer to perfection with each passing moment. The joy of creating something as delicious as this lifts my heart!

Chef Ghost: It really is a great feeling to watch you learn, especially with how enthusiastic you are, Rook-kun. Your excitement is contagious.

Rook: Oh là là, it is wonderful how easily joy can spread to another. Cooking is so wonderful!

Part 1 (Part 2)

Requested by @starshiningsirius.

[rogue-durin-16]

AN UNUSUAL YEAR (Part I/V)

Summary: After having little to no interest on girls for five years, Fred suddenly feels the need to nag the shit out of a certain witch, completely oblivious to the reason behind it.

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Slytherin!Reader

Genre: fluff (+ enemies to lovers)

Tags:

Permanent taglist: @elia-the-bibliophile @randomparanoid @karlthecat15722 @thebutchersdaughtersblog

Warnings: none

A/N: I'm currently going through a Harry Potter fever ('tis the damn season), so I thought I'll write something. I might write more of this story, (maybe turn it into a multipart) we'll see. If you'd like to be tagged in this, let me know.

Part II

Part III

Part IV

Part V

Rogue-durin-16 masterlist

I had always supposed that reaching the sixth year at Hogwarts meant subjects would get way more demanding and complex, and I to be proven right, only two weeks in were needed.

Added to the usual difficulties, we would be hosting The Triwizard Tournament. Having the castle be almost twice as crowded as the other years, when all you crave is a quiet spot to study, wasn't ideal.

As I said, the first two weeks were already hard enough.

During the third week though, believe it or not, things got even worse —and our guests hadn't even arrived yet.

The Slytherin common room was quieter than the library these days, that's the sole reason why, at 3:35 pm, my best friend and I were already making our way there.

To our luck, we arrived just in time to see the two redheaded troublemakers par excellence high-fiving each other besides my common room's entrance.

"What on Merlin's beard are you two doing here?!" Both of them jumped at the sight of two Slytherins.

"The question is what are YOU doing here?" One of them questioned back, probably attempting to distract us. "You two should be in the library."

"What did you do?" I squinted my eyes at them and, while one raised his hands in surrender, the other just shrugged.

"Nothing." He motioned at our door nonchalantly. "If you don't believe me, check it yourself."

My friend and I shared a reluctant look, and before I could say anything, she was heading to the door.

"Mathilda wait—" I gasped when she sunk into what appeared to be the stone floor.

"Okay now, I wasn't expecting her to actually do it." When I attempted to step forward, a hand on my forearm prevented me from it.

"Don't step further." He warned. "Just in case."

"I'm not stupid." I hissed before grabbing my wand, which made the tall redhead back off. "Revelio." Slowly, a swamp was revealed to be where the entrance hall to the Slytherin common room was supposed to.

Now that it was visible, both twins hurried to get my friend out of their giant prank.

"Get rid of this." I ordered as they pulled her up, her bottom half covered in mud.

"Pffft... no?" One of them scoffed, walking away from Mathilda and stepping closer to me. "It's a masterpiece. It stays."

"If it stays, I will throw you into your masterpiece." I threatened, putting my wand back in my pocket.

"Oh, I'd love to see you try."

I glared at him, partially because I hated that cocky attitude these two —specially him— always exhibited, but also because I had to look up in order to make eye contact.

"Listen Weasley,"

"It's Fred." Oh what would I give to wipe that stupid grin off his face.

"I don't care." Refusing to step back as he clearly wanted to achieve by towering me, I stepped forward, lightly pushing him back with one hand. "You will remove this from here or I will walk right now to the Potions Classroom and split on you."

The twins seemed to have a silent conversation with their eyes only. After a moment of silence, the one with my friend spoke. "We'll get rid of it right now and you won't say anything." I nodded, my eyes still fixed on Fred's. "Just so we're clear, this was not set up for you."

"The next one will be, though." Fred assured me with an almost wicked smile. "I'll make sure you can't use the revelio on it."

"Is that a promise, Weasley?" I asked in an unconsciously defying tone.

"You can be sure of it, Y/l/n."

"It's Y/n." I retorted, mocking him.

"I don't care." I rolled my eyes when he did the same, finally breaking eye contact with him.

"C'mon Thilda," I held out my hand to her "let's see if someone can sneak us into the Ravenclaw common room."

~~~~~~~~~~~~

"You think Fred meant it?" Mathilda inquired, the worry slipping through her words as she played with her breakfast.

"I doubt so." Angelina, who was sitting in front of us, replied without even looking up from her quidditch history book. "They seem more trouble than they are, really." I scoffed; it was easier for her to say that; she was a Griffindor after all. "Deep down they're nice sort, Y/n. They won't pick up on you for ruining a prank."

"I don't trust them."

"I'm not saying you have to—" Angelina jumped slightly when a wad of paper hit my face.

"You were saying?" I grunted, making eye contact with the red haired boy waving at me from the Griffindor table.

When I opened the wad, it read:

'miss me? —Fred ;)'.

"Look at his smug face." I hissed. "I'm gonna-"

"Ignore him. You're gonna ignore him." Angelina finished, fairly unconcerned. "I assure you he'll get bored in less then two days if he can't get a reaction out of you."

For the sake of having breakfast in peace, I only dedicated him a fake smile and did as my friend said. It seemed to work, until it was time to leave for class.

"We should get moving." Mathilda spoke, putting her plate aside and picking up her things as I did the same.

"I have a free period now." Angelina informed us. "Or as free as it can be. You?"

"Divination. Y/n?"

"Charms— Fuck." I whined as something dawned on me. "Those gits are in my class." I spared them a glare. "If they ruin my favorite subject I'm gonna—" a sudden splash of water on my face left my shirt soaked for at least the next hour. "You got the nerve—!" I yelled at the guy who was already making eye contact with me.

"I do, indeed!" He cut me off, winking at me from across the table, his chin resting on the palm of his hand with a teasing grin dancing on his lips as he asked, "what are you gonna do now, Y/l/n?" His twin brother, though I could only see his back, was clearly not enjoying this behavior.

Mathilda checked my gaze, dreading the worst. "Y/n, don't. You're gonna make Slytherin lose points." She knew the warning wouldn't do much, but at least she had tried.

Angelina, instead of backing our friend and try to calm me down, got up and walked to the table where the Weasleys sat.

FRED'S P.O.V.

"I hope you know you're dead." Angie stood in front of me, before using her book to tap my brother's arm. "George, move."

"What?"

The three of us spared a look at Y/n, who had, ignoring McGonagall yells, stepped over her table to get to us.

"Move. Now."

"Ssshit." My brother moved just in time for Y/n to repeat the same forward move on our table.

It's not as if I didn't have the time to move and run away, she hadn't rushed; on the contrary, she walked calmed and composed, and still I did not move an inch.

I guess a part of me wanted to know what she'd do to me.

"Look at you." I began to wind her up again when she climbed off the table on my side, sitting down on its surface with her shoes over the bench. "Doing the impossible to be near me, how romant—"

My sentence died off abruptly as a handful of scrambled eggs was mashed against my face.

I heard a burst of laughs around me. "Blimey! I'm sorry, Fred," she feigned worry, smearing what I assumed were the remaining rests of my breakfast all over my chest. "I hope you're not late to Charms because of this." She whispered near my ear, making a shiver go down my spine when her breath hit my neck. "See you there, yeah?"

Her hand squeezed my shoulder and her fingers ran over my shoulder blades as she walked away.

I felt a napkin placed in my hand and I was quick to remove as much scrambled eggs as possible from my face, just in time to see Y/n exiting the Great Hall with McGonagall jogging after her.

"You know?" Lee asked, drawing my attention. "Picking up on the girl you fancy is kind of a toddler strategy."

"Yeah, Fred," my brother agreed. "you're not an eighth year-old anymore."

"And you chose the wrong girl to nag" Angie added," if you keep it up, she will surely kill you." She held back a teasing smile. "And you should be careful" she nudged George. "I don't think she can tell you both apart, you can end up as collateral damage."

"But you wouldn't let that happen, would you?" I rolled my eyes when George scooted closer to our quidditch chaser.

"Depends on how annoying you are." She faked indifference as my brother searched for her eyes.

"I don't fancy her." I not-so-randomly stated. "But I can't stop pranking her now that she ruined my breakfast."

"You can and you will, Weasley." I jolted at McGonagall's voice behind me. "Twenty points from Gryffindor." At least I'm not grounded, I thought. "And you're grounded for the rest of the week."

"But Y/n— Ouch!" my brother kicked me under the table so I would shut it.

"Y/l/n has received her fair share of punishment, too, Weasley." The professor gave me a poorly masked, disgusted look. "Go and..." She waved her hand "Clean yourself up, Y/l/n will inform professor Flitwick about this incident. And Weasley," She stared at my brother. "Aren't you supposed to be heading to Charms too?"

"Yes ma'am." He replied, throwing everything into his bag, getting up and rushing out of there, not before grabbing his robe.

"The day's promising." I groaned, handing my things over to Angelina so I could go to the bathroom.

"You made the day promising by messing with a Slytherin, you twit." She pointed out, putting my things over hers. "Now go clean those eggs from your shirt."

"Aye, mother!" I headed off before Angie could add anything else to the conversation, loosening my tie as I moved forward.

As I cleaned off everything I could in the nearest bathroom, a random thought slipped into my mind.

Had Y/n been punished too? And if so, would we fullfil the punishment together? It seemed logical that if one of us got grounded, the other one would get grounded too; consequently, it would only make sense for us to—

Shut it. I mumbled to my own mind.

I didn't care. I did not care if she was punished or not. It was none of my business.

I don't fancy her, I thought to myself once again.

[inkdemonapologist]

SESSION TWELVE of the BatIM Call of Cthulhu game, aka Continuing to have a Great Time At The Masquerade! : )

Joey and Bendy destabilised early on, meaning Joey went through the ENTIRE masquerade UNABLE TO STOP SMILING

getting some mixed messages here, Joey

Sometimes u dress ur characters up as rabbits for fun but then you have a lot of emotions about them losing their minds and then u gotta draw them losing their minds while dressed as rabbits... anyway Jack being mind-controlled did NOT help Sammy hold onto his mental stability at this nightmare party in case you were wondering,

ANYWAY HAVE, MORE OUT-OF-CONTEXT QUOTES, UNDER THE CUT

[Sammy is played by me, Joey is played by Boo (inkyvendingmachine), Henry is played by Maf (inkcryptid), Jack is played by Mochi (whatyouwantedmetosee) and Thren (haunted-hijinxer) is our GM!]

[GM] Joey, make a POW roll also... [Joey] Oh, boy, [GM] ...because Bendy was also told to enjoy this party, and you guys just passed a plate of food, and he wants to eat! [Jack] FEED YOUR SON! [Joey] No!!! [Henry] HES A HUNGRY BOY! [Sammy] A GROWING BOY!

[Henry] Henry will look back to see if Moonlight is trying to follow them! [GM] He will see that Moonlight has grabbed onto the railing of the stairs and is hobbling slowly down them. [Joey] *extremely evil-sounding cackling*

[Jack] All Cthulhu Official Dice actually come weighted, to make you fail.

[Henry] Gotta try harder than that, bitch! [Henry] ....that wasn't in character. [Jack] It's in character, but he's only thinking it. [Sammy] That's the golden text you see on the wall if you use the seeing tool

[Henry] My Luck is 68, I don't know what y'all are doing! [Jack] We're spending Luck so that we'll fail! [Sammy] BEING UNLUCKY! I've barely spent any Luck, I'm just NOT A LUCKY GUY

[Henry] Oh, Avedon's here, [GM] There's a gunshot, and he tries to shoot Fowler! [Joey] Um, well, uh, whoops!, rest in peace Fowler! [Sammy] Yeah, that'll sort itself out, let's go! [GM] Moonlight seems to reconsider from telling people to grab you guys, to grabbing Avedon instead. [Joey] Oh! THANKS AVEDON, your sacrifice will, not be thought about in the slightest!!!

[Sammy] Is... weird question, does this room look like it matches the architecture of the rest of the house? [GM] [GM] [GM] ...make a sanity check.

[Sammy] It would be a like, Come on Jack, do you know where you are, shake it off, snap out of it, kind of thing. [GM] Why don't you make a... a.... oh boy, [Sammy] One of my REALLY persuasive social skills?

[GM] This probably just registers to Jack as, Sammy griping about a party, which isn't that strange. [Jack] Yeahhhh, he wants to leave. He always does that. I wanna stay at least a little longer! [GM] That just means it's Jack's job to find them something fun and good to do. [Sammy] Oh boy, [GM] I don't think Jack is being compelled to be aggressive about this necessarily, he just feels like he's Jack at a party, doing the things Jack normally does, and trying to have a good time! [Sammy] Ah, and everyone else is being weird, [GM] Yeah! Everybody's being really weird! You're at this nice party, and now you're in this weird room? The party's back there somewhere! [Jack] I mean not that he's opposed to bein' dragged into side rooms at parties by cute boys, but,

[GM] The table looks like a table that Henry has in his house, actually. [Sammy] Have I ever been in Henry's house? These are questions I didn't expect to need to ask tonight.

[Sammy] Jack, this is weird! You see this is weird, right?! [Jack] Well yeah, it is kinda weird that we're in-- what are we doing here? [Joey] Joey is going to grab Jack's arm, and point to the next door, and go "Party is this way!"

[GM] Peter looks worried... [Sammy] Sammy looks worried too! Well, Sammy looks angry, but in a worried way.

[Joey] Joey is going to scream frustratedly. [Sammy] Is there ink in this room? [GM] There is not. [Jack] Is there a party in this room? [GM] Definitely no, only the party you bring with you.

[Joey] Joey is going to scream again. [Joey] He's also going to kick the door. He might stub his toe. [Sammy] Through all this, Joey is smiling. I just need us all to remember that. [Joey] YES. Also his tail is furiously going. [GM] Bendy is also upset! There is nothing to eat here.

[Joey] Joey is going to try to feed Bendy some ideas, [GM] He doesn't want ideas, he wants food!

[Joey] So.... what happens if you fumble a sanity roll?

[GM] See, here's the silly part. At this point, right? At this point, the best place to do the tasks you want to do, involve either getting the stone out of the room with the safe, or having the staff that Henry is currently holding. [Sammy] So you would arrive, by completely different means, to the same place that we are! [GM] Clearly Joey is inside the safe.

[Jack] Bad and naughty Joey Drews get put in the safe to atone for their sins!

[Henry] Henry is going to channel his inner Joey Drew and round the corner and say "No, sorry about him, we're just here on inspection, we need to check the safe." [Henry] Which is probably a Fast Talk, which I hope it isn't, because my Fast Talk is a 5. [GM] Unless you wanna try to turn that into a persuade somehow? [Henry] I'll do Persuade! [GM] What are you doing to persuade them, rather than just lying? [Henry] *rolls* I failed... I'm gonna push it... [Sammy] *uneasy noises* IF YOU PUSH IT AND IT GOES BAD, IT GOES WORSE [Henry] AH! HAHA! I ROLLED A SIX! [Sammy] THAT'S STILL NOT LESS THAN FIVE! [Henry] WELL IM DOING PERSUADE! [Sammy] That means you have to NOT LIE! [Henry] ....Fuck. [Henry] Okay, uh, there's an emergency, we need the contents of that safe. [Sammy] THATS STILL A LIE??? [Joey] NO actually, THAT'S TRUE! [Henry] It IS an emergency!!

[Sammy] Sammy cannot believe that this is working.

[GM] Bendy does wonder what his plan is for getting out of the safe. This does not seem like a fun party place. [Joey] Um, [Joey] Joey says it's a surprise.

[GM] Henry, the safe does indeed open! And there's a Joey! [GM] Bendy says "Oh wow!" [Henry] Henry tries his best to keep a straight face, like yes! this is exactly what he came here for! [Sammy] (Sammy is NOT keeping a straight face) [Jack] (Straight? In this party?)

[Jack] He's probably saying something like, "What are you doing, he's one of us!" [Jack] And that could go either way. That could mean "No, he's chill, I will persuade you to stop!" Or that could mean, "We are also criminals!"

[GM, as the guards] Then why does he look like the Yellow King's messenger? [Henry] *not missing a beat* We get that a lot.

[GM] Something falls from the sky and lands in front of him. And it's a person! [Joey] Is he alive? [GM] Very much not. [Sammy] How... how Illusion of Living canon-compliant is this Joey...?

[Jack] So... it would probably occur to Jack that this is weird for a party,

[Henry] Joey don't touch it! [Joey] Why not? [Henry] There's runes around it. I don't know if you can touch it. [Joey] Joey's gonna touch it. [Henry] *long-suffering sigh* If you get zapped, I'll tell you I told you so!

[Jack] Jack really wishes we were just back at the party right now, you guys... [Jack] Only bad things have happened. [Jack] Pete's traumatised, Joey's goopy, the Lurker ate all of the snacks,

[Sammy] Can I try to break free from Henry? Sammy's gonna try to run over there. [Henry] At this point, Sam can go, if he wants. [Sammy] Okay, cool. Then Sammy's gonna go and put ink in his mouth! [Henry] Goddammit. I was hoping you were going to check on Joey!

[Joey] You can’t take all of the sanity hits! You have to leave some for other people! [Jack] Says you! You got so many temps!! And an indefinite!!

[GM] Bendy probably is complaining loudly about WHY DID HE WALK THROUGH THE RUNES??? [Joey] Oh! I thought he was going to complain about the party, or lack thereof, [GM] That’s part of not having fun at the party, he’s not into that! [Joey] Well, [GM] This is not a fun party activity!!

[GM] But he doesn’t think it will destroy either of them, if you do it right! [Jack] That’s a nice, way to end that sentence,

[Sammy] Let us hurry! May I take the stone? [Joey] Joey shrugs. [Sammy] Sammy will, uh, attempt to reach inside of... whatever this is, and find the stone. [Henry] Reach INTO your LOCAL boss, and you will find A Friend And Boy,

[Sammy] Is there anything in this room that I can pick up, and then hit him in the head with? [GM] Henry has a stick... uh....there’s a projector.... [Sammy] Can I pick that up? [GM] No, you cannot. [Sammy] It would be REALLY funny if Sammy dropped a projector on someone else’s head. [Sammy] HOW THE TURNTABLES!!!

[GM] ...Can you impale with a rocking horse...???? [Sammy] I don’t want to impale, I want to knock him in the head so he passes out!!! Rest your head, it’s time for bed!!!

[Jack] I don’t think Jack has any plans after this! [Jack] I meant that in the sense that he doesn’t know what he’s doing next, but the way I phrased it, now it just sounds like he’s hitting on Fowler, like, he doesn’t have anything to do after this, are you free? That’s not canon.

[Joey] I don’t know how this will go, [Sammy] Good luck! [Joey] But Joey would like to-- [Sammy] Sammy believes in half of you! [GM] w-which Sammy? wHICH HALF?!

[Jack] I know you said “note.” But my brain at first processed that word as “milk.” [Henry] *laughing* “Did you get my milk, Fowler?” [Jack] He drank the last carton and he didn’t buy more! [Sammy] “I’m going to the store, want me to get anything? *jumps into the lake*”

[GM] Combat Jack! [Jack] *exasperated* He’s not a Combat Boy! Jack is soft and warm, like mashed potatoes!!!

[GM] Norman is wondering to Henry if he oughta be concerned about you all getting what you want out of this. [Henry] .....Maybe.