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How Wario Got To Planet Bomber
So on page 4 of the Wario Blast Featuring Bomberman manual there is a description about the game's plot. It says "Wario in his search for new lands to conquer and treasures to gain has found the extra-dimensional portal that links his world with the one that Bomberman inhabits." This reveals that the way Wario got to Planet Bomber was an extra-dimensional portal. This could also be how characters can crossover with each other that are from different games.
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shinigami-striker · 2 years ago
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Planet Bomber Day! | Saturday, 04.22.2023
From Konami on Twitter: "Happy #EarthDay! 🌎 White Bomberman is on a mission to save the galaxy and protect all the planets in #SBR2!"
pre-order SUPER BOMBERMAN R 2 today! Available this September!
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bigstepdisk · 4 months ago
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saw this doodz in my gallery again and I MISS THEM
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mutedeclipse · 1 year ago
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Weirdo blue freakitude supremacy.
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That one render in sbr2's menu made me adore this cosmetic combo enough to have it be my go-to...
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he should get weird with it in a nonchalant tired way like that actually, like you have no idea how long its been bouncing in my skull to draw him
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saintaviator · 1 year ago
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TRISONA 🍊💥🤞
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whataboutfractions · 1 year ago
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oopsalltes · 1 year ago
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on the topic can we just talk about how funny it is that plasma uses this organic child as a shield to try and kill white and then immediately adopts them afterwards like. what the fuck happened to their parents?? plasma is a fucking chad
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44bl00dcl4n-s4ckb0y44 · 2 years ago
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Obtained some critters tonight
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i really like megaman games and decide to look up what megaman zero is about and all i can say is...
what the fuck are the elf wars!?!?
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cupidlovesastro · 20 days ago
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tw: serial killers, cults, death, sex, trauma, drugs
disclaimer: i do not condone, nor am i trying to validate any of the bad behavior committed by these criminals. this is just astrological explanations for their unforgivable behavior. if you or anyone else has these placements, i am not saying you are like this or will be like this.
🔪 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 🔪
astrology observations (career edition) #23
astrology observations (happy edition) #22
astrology observations (sad edition) #21
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☆ most serial killers have been water signs, and more so cancers and pisces
☆ some of the most notorious serial killers seem to have a mutable stellium (sag, gemini, pisces, or virgo)
☆ all of the famous serial killers i looked at, seem to have leo somewhere in their chart, and usually not in the best planets or houses. ted bundy has a 12h leo pluto, as well as jeffery dahmer, with a 11h leo pluto, and john wayne gacy, with a 8h leo pluto
☆ speaking of leo’s, lot of people in charles manson’s cult had leo placements. which i find interesting, because leo’s are definitely the “i’ll prove that i can do it” types. they’re almost daredevil-ish in a way
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☆ richard ramirez was also called “the night stalker”. he’s a pisces and 3h stellium. which if you don’t know, pisces represents night, sleep, etc, and 3h represents talking, communication, speaking, etc
☆ jeffrey dahmer has 11h leo pluto, which i mentioned earlier. this makes sense because dahmer often targeted people who were in a particular community (black people who were also gay). and pluto represents trauma, death, and sex. he sexually assaulted people in that community, as well as killing them.
☆ jeffrey dahmer also has a 7h taurus venus. taurus is a sign who is slower and tends to stay in their ways, feelings, thoughts, etc, longer than others. venus represents love, passion, etc. this explains why he had such a hard time letting go, and was truly infatuation with his victims. his pluto also squared his venus, he struggled to separate from his victims (pluto = obsession/ possession)
☆ 3 out of the 4 serial killers i looked into, has their pluto squaring their venus
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☆ john wayne gacy and richard ramirez had very similar charts. sagittarius asc, pisces sun, moon, and mercury, aquarius venus, and 7h lilith
☆ el chapo has his lilith in pisces, and piscean/ neptunian energy can represent drugs. he also has it in the second house, the house of jobs, and money making. his neptune is also in scorpio, and in the 10h. 10h is the house of career and also what you’ll be famous for. he is famous for selling drugs
☆ ted kaczynski (the uni-bomber), has a 12h stellium, and this makes sense because he built a small shed in the woods and lived there, away from everyone. the police even said “tracking him was like tracking a ghost.” and 12h is elusive energy
☆ ted’s most notorious belief was that technology was bad and that it’s ruining society. he has aquarius in the 9h. aquarius represents technology and rebellion, 9h is your beliefs. he also has his midheaven in aquarius. he was known for this beliefs against technology and society
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churino · 10 days ago
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Design for Astoria Carlton-Ritz and powerglide
She's our leading lady for the autobot's human allies. He's a niche extranet micro celebrity
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After the death of her father Astoria is the CEO of the to the hybrid technologies company. She's spent most of her life in physical comfort, but emotional distress, being very lonely, she wonders if she can find someone that actually likes her, let alone love her
Astoria desires above all to be free from this corporate world she's been tossed into after her father's death and when she meets the autobots she quickly falls in love, first in a sense of admiration but later romantically, and uses her vast resources to help them in secret
But that leads her to question where those resources are coming from
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With Nightbird's disaperance her proprietors grew desparate to find her, turning to the aid of any rich folk that would hear them out, they all refused out of knowing the greater purpose of nightbird's creation or having something to grain from the company's downfall, except for hybrid technologies, led by an absent minded woman that didnt even want to be there, she allowed them to use her company's satellites to search the world without really reading the contract, just wanting to end a day of work without more hassle.
When nightbird found out about the satellites, she blew the things out of the sky, which alerted autobots in space to investigate the earth once more, many years after the disappearance of the first expedition to the planet.
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After the destruction of hybrid technologies' satellite, nightbird's forces targeted their owners next, tearing down their leadership quite literally, luckily due to runamuck and runabout's incompetence their attack only left humans injured rather than dead, (but of course leadership in such places tends to be quite old so we'll have to see how it goes down in the hospital)
Except for astoria who came out unscathed, rescued by the autobot powerglide as he literally descended from the sky, they remained in hiding till powerglide discovered the wereabouts of the apex bomber and joined up optimus' team, being assigned to join the trottlebots in scouting out the earth, and take astoria with him so she can be on the run and outside of nightbird or the decepticon's reach
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Born gifted with the incredible ability to fly, throughout his early life, powerglide was incredibly popular and looked up to, which resulted in him becoming an immature show off. He loves adventure and freedom but is actually really fond of people with sheltered upbringings because they get impressed easily, since he likes making people happy with his stunts. But he never questioned where the power to do these stunts came from,
Having heard of the lost rescue mission to earth led by optimus prime, he was hovering around the planet to record his exploits to his followers when a satellite behind him exploded and took his screen with it, enticing him to go down to earth and explore, taking on the shape of a passing plane, he witnessed the vehicon's attack on a human building and being raised an autobot he came down to rescue the humans in denger where he met Astoria.
Eventually meeting up with the autobots on earth he was tasked with protecting Astoria as she was put in a journey around the world with the trottlebots to keep her out of enemy hands, their relationship eventually turning romantic during this mission.
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As he was exposed to more walks of life during this task, powerglide began to wonder where his power came from, the awnser turning out to be, he wasn't actually a transformer, rather the menber of another race of machines, powerglide was a go bot, and, wanting to learn more about his heritage, he left earth for a time, discovering the plight of his people, and powers he never knew he had, by the time he returned to earth he had grown into a more complete person, ready to take the next step with his relationship, as the autobots simultaneously rallied to free the enslaved, with him and Astoria becoming symbols for the worlds coming together, personally financing the creation of the EDC (earth defense command) a joint organization of transformers and humans, working to foster unity between earth and the greater universe
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In the time powerglide was away, the trottlebots began unearthing more of earth's secrets, discovering the transformers had been on earth even before the autobots ever stepped foot on planet, and had remained hidden not out of their own choice but out of a conspiracy to keep them hidden that had it's web around every major human group in history, including astoria's own company hybrid technologies, humanity's misterious benefactors, the six clan had ensured the rise of certain peoples and companies by granting them cybertronian technology harvested from transformers that stepped out of line and interacted with humanity, in exchange for supplying the six clan and aiding in their mission to keep the transformers a secret,
upon learning the truth of where her money came from, astoria decided to take matters into her own hands. Meaphotically of course, the autobots still act as muscle(cars)
To take down the conspiracy leaders and their operations, learning in the process that even outside the conspiracy, companies and big money constantly engage with exploitation, realizing her quest to "take down the bad guy at the center of all this" was a little childish and wouldn't magically fix things only after sundac and lord zarak had seen "the light" in their own very diferent ways (lord zarak died)
She took back control of her company and restructured it to be more humane, even though she knows exploitation is a societal issue and neither her or her company can solve it alone regardless of how many changes they personally undergo, she knows she can change the world for the better with the power she does have and that it's her duty as someone from a gifted background to do so. In her old age she's become a pillar for the community of transformers on the earth, hybrid offering housing and jobs for maximals and predacons alike and funding the EDC
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cuprohastes · 2 years ago
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The WTF cycle of War with Humans
Most species that get to the point of being part of galactic society as are pretty chill. There's enough room on one planet to colonise for decades even if other species are doing the same. And everone's done the numbers and the cost of even a small skirmish is just not worth the gains.
But there's always someone who just needs to prove they're interstellar bad-asses or want to see what the new guys are up to.
And every so often they pick on the Humans.
When this happens the other species kick back, get some popcorn and start fuelling up the equivalent of Humanitarian Aid for afterwards.
And as for whichever belligerant species tried it this time... They all have the same Analysis: What the actual F-
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Having beaten some colonists, razed a couple of more or less unarmed settlements and rofflestomped some farmboys, everyone is feeling pretty good about how these reputed Hellworlders aren't all that.
Sure some of them were an absolute terror but hey we got armour and theyu ain't. Job done, mission accomplished and... WTF was that?
Something huge jumps in system and out, leaving a couple of massive ships, which are travelling way too fast. WTF?
Stage 2
There is some half assed excuse for a spacecraft that just slammed into the atmosphere at around the speed of LOL. These guys are easy pickings. They just destroyed their own... what. Bomber? Troop carrier? WTF is wrong with these idiots? We'll be wiping our cloacas on their homeworld's treasures by the end of the year, yo.
Those ships... massive, big, wasteful and doomed. They're so big you can see them, glowing, making a streak across the sky... in fact... uh... wait, is that thing turning? It's definitely coming this way. And... shouldn't there be bits coming off at this point? WTF?
Stage 3
Now stuff is coming out. But it's coming out in order. Big chonky machinery, followed by... oh is that Humans?! You almost feel sorry for them. Their ship is doomed and they're throwing themselves out. Your superior lens based optics can see they're just... wrapped in cloth, falling. Did they get sucked out while sleeping? WTF?
Then the big ship opens up front ports and makes a sound like every angry soul that was ever condemned to the pits of the afterlife and all of a sudden this thing is flying?
WTF?!
It rips past overhead trailing a sonic shockwave and bombing the shit out of your landing craft, spiralling at twice the speed of sound while laying down some stupendous amount of white hot ballistic mayhem like you couldn't even imagine. And you're looking at it and you still cannot figure out what you're looking at.
Then a human zips past. WTF?!
They jsut spread their stupid arms and legs and they have a fucking curtain or something tied on and... they can fly?!
Then they're stopping, mid air using some sort of... what is that, sheets? They can do that? WTF?
Stage 4
Now you know what the Hellworlders are really like. They came in their own armour with this stupid blocky pattern that made it hard for you to figure what you were looking at, with guns and knives. They shot through the barricades and walls you hide behind.
They were covered in explosive shrapnel shells and they just did this thing where they twisted and those stupid arms suddenly became launchers, and those little orbs came sailing past and then turned your best soldiers into gooey lumps.
You saw the biggest guy in the unit leap out and this one dumb Human just flipped them over and... You wish you could unsee that. You wish with all your soul you could. WTF? Who does that? Even in a war?
Stage 5
Nobody waited for Command to issue an order to surrender. The Humans? You can kill them, but they'll get you and everyone around you. One of them just turned a command vehicle into a doughnut lined with the burning residue of everyone inside.
Then their tanks showed. They don't float. They roar. They claw along with terrifying speed. They go through your defenses without stopping and there's his big artillery piece on top that's turning your fortifications into a historical rumour. They're just... soaking up. All the punishment you can give. WTF?
Clearly you can die in the blood soaked mud or you can surrender. If Command wants to keep fighting they can come down here.
Stage 6
You threw down your weapons and they just... fed you. There's a cot, a blanket, three meals a day for some reason. Three. WTF? The injured are being patched up, nobody is being tortured and after a few months you even get a package and mail form your Szuch. You're even allowed to send them a message back saying that you're OK.
There's even members of the other Starfaring species showing up to check that the pretty nice barracks is... well. Pretty nice WTF? These guys rode a meteor in then threw themselves at you from a mile up and hand-slaughtered the best your military can train... just to have something to do while their giant, air splitting and ground shaking war machines showed up.
And now they're worried you aren't getting enough sleep or food.
Then they send you home and people see your uniform and ask... How did we lose? Are the humans really that bad? I mean come on, that's just propaganda, right? We're going back to show them who's boss... right?
And all you can do. Is stare and think... WTF?
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shinigami-striker · 1 year ago
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SBR2 10% Off on PS Plus | Sunday, 06.04.2023
Exclusively in the UK (United Kingdom), If you're a PlayStation Plus subscriber when you pre-order Super Bomberman R 2, you'll get a 10% off discount before September 14, 2023.
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octuscle · 1 year ago
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Help!
I'm tired of being a skinny loser with no muscle. I wanna be a confident bro. I'll trade anything!
Really everything? Everything you own? Ever heard of DeepTraining? Actually, you must belong to the mega-rich of this planet to undergo a transformation there…. But IronData is sponsoring transformations for high school graduates, freshmen and sophomores. You just have to get through the selection process first. And you then commit to IronData for ten years after graduation though. And you really have to give away EVERYTHING you own to IronData. In return you can undergo the normal DeepTraining process. And IronData provides you with a starter package. Interesting? Then I send you the link for the application.
The selection process will take place in Lansing, Michigan. At the Red Roof Inn, a rather shabby motel. Not your world. Your R8 Spyder V10 quattro looks a bit lost in front of it. It was a last gift from your parents before they crashed their private jet. A beast. You love it. The motel doesn't have a real lobby. But there are a few fellows standing around. Every now and then, the cell phone of one of them signals and the owner walks wordlessly in the direction of the hotel rooms.
Your iPhone 15 Pro vibrates. "Please make your way to room 322." Okay, here we go. You knock. The door opens. No one there, a notebook on the desk. On the screen a form with the general terms and conditions. Seems to be what you have already received by e-mail. You click "I agree". And then you write on the screen. After that, there are a lot of tests. Intelligence tests. Personality tests. For a full three hours. Without a break. Then a window pops up. "Congratulations, you meet the requirements for our program. If you wish to participate in our program, click on 'Accept'. After that, go to room 118, and the transformation will start in half an hour." Fuck! Now? Right now? No one knows you're here. You didn't sign out anywhere. But this is your chance. You know that. You click on "Accept". And you go to room 118. A voice sounds "Please strip completely naked and proceed through the door." Okay, now there's no way back. The next room looks like a simple hotel gym. "Please put on the prepared clothes." Sure enough, there are jockstraps, sweatpants, a tank top, socks and sneakers. And a cap. And a pendant on a leather strap. You put it all on. There's a mirror. It looks ridiculous on your skinny body. "Please proceed to the cross trainer. The first workout will last 30 minutes. An aerosol comes out of nozzles on the ceiling. The light is dimmed. Loud hip-hop music blares from the speakers. Every now and then there is a command to change the machine. You work out to total exhaustion. Then the light goes on and the music goes off. The door to the first room opens again. You go in. And first you have to sit down. And you look in the mirror… Fuuuuuck!
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There is a duffel bag and a sports bag on the floor. At the coat check hangs a bomber jacket. "Please take your personal belongings and proceed to your dorm." Inside your jacket is your wallet. With your driver's license, your ID, with your gym membership card. You remember the terms and conditions. You start your business degree at Michigan State today. You're a freshman on a football scholarship. You have nothing else. Outside the hotel, two more beefcakes are waiting for the bus to the dorm. You fistbump your bruhs. They still have their sweaty clothes on, too. The bus is coming. It's rush hour and you have to squeeze in. You have the sweaty armpit of one of your bruhs in your face. And the other one presses his hard-on against your thigh. Fuck, you can't wait to get to the dorm!
Like most of the hot pictures of bruhs with cap I also found this one @simonsx 
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niqhtlord01 · 10 months ago
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Humans are weird: Hubris before the fall
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A decade ago there was a powerful world by the name of Oma that was the crown jewel of the Omak Domain. Rich with natural resources and rare metals, it was able to establish a powerful trade network that generated billions of credits monthly leading to the people of Oma to grow fat with decadence. This led to a rapid degradation of their societal values to such an extent that they believed that they and only they were truly worthy of running galactic trade and began pressuring their neighboring governments to relinquish trade control of their domains to them.
When they finally approached the humans they sent forth a trade delegation to their parliament. This delegation did not present a sympathetic view of their stewardship, nor a presentation outlining the benefits of their management skills in intergalactic trade. No; this delegation strode into the terran parliament and denounced human trade standards as inferior and unworthy implementation between galactic powers.
No strangers to prideful boasting, the humans naturally took great offense to the grand standing of the delegation and cast them out without even hearing their full proposal. In response, the Oma began sanctioning the terran domain; isolating its trade routes and starving it off much needed resources.
For months the human diplomats tried to reach out to the Oma to find a political solution, but each attempt was met with the repeated message “Submit”.
As time passed and riots began to break out across human worlds from the lack of materials, the terran government finally had enough and dispatched a war fleet to Oma. The fleet was comprised of nearly three fifths of their entire naval power and was spear headed by the latest Herald class battleship “Saladin” with the equally famous Admiral Timmins in command.
Being comprised of mainly trade ships; the Omak Domain navy was primarily built around fast moving frigates, destroyers, and smaller patrol craft capable of catching pirates that preyed upon their shipping lanes. They were little more than a speed bump to the well-disciplined prowess of terran armada and was swept aside easily as the human ships made for orbit directly above Oma. Yet even with this encroaching ring of steel the Oma public did not panic.
Unlike their navy, the Omak Domain’s ground forces were substantially better in comparison. They had fought many ground wars to secure trade outposts, mining operations, and subjugation camps and were thusly made up of a hardened collective of veteran soldiers and automated war machines that were capable to five terran soldiers. So when the human fleet finally did position itself in orbit above Oma, the Omak military was confident they would repel any invasion attempts made by the humans; even going so far as to openly mock Admiral Timmins in a direct communique that not one human soldier would live to set foot on their world.
To their surprise Admiral Timmins agreed to those terms and began the battle.
From the launch bays of every terran ship came hundreds of heavily armed fighters, bombers, drones, and reconnaissance craft that swarmed through Oma’s atmosphere. Not a single lander or ground soldier was deployed as the Admiral coordinated a planet wide devastating air campaign of destruction.
The Omak air force was overwhelmed in a matter of hours by the constant waves of enemy aircraft and found itself further crippled as their launch sites were surgically struck from orbit by human warships. When the last of the Omak air power was expended the human air power had complete control over the skies of the planet.
Civilian targets such as cities and towns were ignored; but the precious foundries, factories, and mining complexes that had given the Omak people such wealth were reduced to little more than burnt pieces of metal and ash. The Omak rulers watched as their life blood of commerce was taken from them one continent at a time and sent countless messages to the human fleet for peace. Their reply was always a single word that none of the Omak would agree to.
“Submit.”
By a month’s end the world of Oma was little more than a smoldering crater. Gleaming cities now stood as silent watchers over miles of burnt landscapes and wasted industrial complexes. The people who had only known wealth and power were now left to wander the ruins of their former trade empire as the human fleet still held orbit over the world. Fragments of the Omak Domain attempted to bypass the human fleet to deliver supplies but each attempt was met with the humans either seizing the ship and the valuable cargo or destroying it just as it was about to land.
It didn’t take long for the previously subjugated peoples that had relinquished control to the Omak to begin rising up once more and regaining their sovereignty. Some the newly freed powers sent their own delegations to the human fleet and kneeled before Admiral Timmins; thanking the humans for bringing their oppressors low. Each time the Admiral would thank the aliens and invite them to the viewing decks so they could look down at the burnt world that had once held them so firmly under its thumb.
In a way it was both a gesture of friendship and a warning to all those that would come after; that the realms of man would never take kindly to the hubris of fools.
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xxenia14 · 1 year ago
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Public Affection - Gavi
Summary: y/n and Gavi rarely showing public affection but then there is the end of season dinner.
Story written by AI/ChatGPT because I am the most uncreative person this planet ever witnessed 🤣 don‘t like ChatGPT written stories, don‘t read it. Hate messages and name calling is unnecessary!
Y/N and Gavi had always been a private couple, rarely showing affection in public. They preferred to keep their relationship away from the prying eyes of the media and fans. However, on this special evening, at the FC Barcelona end-of-season dinner, something seemed to have changed.
The restaurant was filled with laughter, chatter, and the clinking of glasses as the players and staff celebrated the successful season they had just completed. Y/N looked stunning in an elegant black jumpsuit, her hair cascading down her shoulders, half up half down. Gavi, dressed sharply in jeans and a black bomber jacket, couldn't take his eyes off her.
As they entered the hall, Y/N noticed a mischievous glint in Gavi's eyes. He extended his hand, a playful smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Y/N hesitated for a moment, surprised by the sudden public display of affection, but then she placed her hand in his.
The moment their hands intertwined, Gavi couldn't help but lace his fingers through hers, not wanting to let go. Y/N felt a warmth spreading through her body, an unfamiliar sensation of pride and love. Gavi pulled her gently toward him, wrapping his arm around her waist as they made their way through the crowd.
Their teammates, Ferran, Pedri, Lewa, and Ousmane, were already enjoying themselves at a nearby table. They watched in surprise as Gavi and Y/N approached, unable to hide their smiles.
Ferran, the team joker, leaned over to Pedri and whispered, "Hey, have you seen this before? Gavi can't keep his hands off Y/N tonight!"
Pedri chuckled, shaking his head. "No, it's definitely a first. Look at them, they're practically glowing."
As Gavi and Y/N joined his teammates, the table erupted in cheers and applause. Xavi, their manager, raised his glass to toast their presence. "Here's to our incredible team, both on and off the field. May our bond continue to grow stronger."
The evening was filled with joy, laughter, and heartfelt conversations. Gavi never once let go of Y/N's hand, cherishing every moment spent with her. The teammates enjoyed each other's company, reminiscing about the highs and lows of the season, and exchanging plans for the upcoming summer break.
As the night progressed, Ferran, known for his mischievous nature, couldn't resist teasing Gavi about his newfound openness. "Gavi, my friend, what's gotten into you tonight? We've never seen you so affectionate."
Gavi blushed, a sheepish smile forming on his face. "I guess love has a way of changing you. Y/N brings out the best in me, and I can't help but show it tonight."
Y/N's heart swelled with happiness, realizing the depth of Gavi's feelings for her. She leaned over and planted a soft kiss on his cheek, earning a round of applause and cheers from his teammates.
As the evening drew to a close, Gavi and Y/N reluctantly released their hold on each other's hands, but their connection remained strong. The dinner had been an eye opener for their relationship, reminding them of the importance of embracing their love openly.
From that day forward, Gavi and Y/N no longer shied away from showing their affection in public. Their love story became an inspiration to their teammates and fans alike, a testament to the power of love and the strength it can bring to a team both on and off the field. And as they walked out of the restaurant, hand in hand, they knew their love would continue to flourish, guided by the support of their loved ones and the unity of the team.
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