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spacey-xannabelle · 3 months ago
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I realize I seem to have some sort of pattern when it comes to indie games I consume ffghbdf
Bonus:
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sassyminnesotan · 7 months ago
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The Professor Layton games are very funny on many levels but I think the funniest part how they've set up this quaint world full of whimsical characters and then every game we get some more genuinely dark and tragic backstory for our mild-mannered main character.
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Like, oh haha, this bland looking dude has a kid sidekick and lives in a world of Scooby-Doo logic. He's also a master swordsman who has lost half the people he's ever cared about in a number of deeply traumatic circumstances.
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audible301 · 1 year ago
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Absolutely nobody talking about Izzy realizing that Brennan had locked into that puzzle and knowing it needed to be taken away because he hadn’t said a word in minutes.
That is marriage yall.
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dominicatale · 5 months ago
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HE'S BACK AGAIN
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I knew that Mr. Puzzles would have to appear in the new episode and I’m incredibly happy about it. Now I'm wondering how he's going to get the golden ticket and infiltrate the meme factory.
And god he sings so beautifully
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libbytwq · 7 months ago
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hehe funny tv man
obsessed with this quote btw
version w/o text below cut:
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meg-girumi · 4 months ago
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📺: “JUST S1GN H3R3)”
Since I couldn’t fit whole contract on 1 page, here’s full version :)
(Please credit me if you want to use it)
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leslietheluna · 3 months ago
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✨"Never forget your dreams!"✨
Puyo puzzle pop my beloved🥺
[Also- here's a Timelapse! If I recall correctly, total time I spent on this was 10 hours😭]
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viviraptor-art · 1 year ago
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cringetober day 16: objecthead
yeah, i don't really know what anybody else expected.
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ourhouseishaunted · 1 year ago
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Vash and Chronica's terrible sibling game night
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mickey708 · 1 month ago
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EVIL MR PUZZLES RAHHHHH ( someone pls get meggy some help... and a chiropractor. )
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(Ignore how bad the hands look)
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nebulaad · 1 month ago
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I don't think I've ever enjoyed something with the premise of "in order to buy into the premise you have to accept that hell is real and is operated via the precise nonsensical cruelty that catholics say it does" and I can't tell if it's an inherently boring idea because I grew up around the precise kind of people who buried babies in their own plot outside the cemetery if they hadn't been baptized before dying and so just the very request for me to take adults who are scared of fucking nothing and terrible to other people about it seriously or if it's just that no one really ever deconstructs it down into its base components of "isn't the idea of people who kill themselves going to hell no matter what fucking horrible. isn't that a fucked up way for an omniscient loving god to act. isn't that a sick and twisted concept to build into a basis of faith."
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screams-in-writing · 7 months ago
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oops my hands slipped
what do you mean I’m obsessed over this man? I have no idea what you could possibly mean I think I like him…a normal amount. :)
A lazy day off would have been the same old, same old, had you not met a certain someone several months ago. A certain someone who appeared to have gotten it into mind that these days off were for the two of you to dote upon one another, not run errands.  
That certain someone sure did love having your full undivided attention on him; delighted in every second of it, come to think of it. The novelty of being in the company of someone who wanted to be there. And when his mind wasn’t on his never-ending quest for high-ratings and whatever else he had planned (that he had yet to reveal), he showered that attention back on you with an intensity that bordered on almost alarming.
Mr. Puzzles was quite an intense individual when he was focused.
Which was why you were currently stuck in bed in your pajamas at ten in the morning, the man alongside you clearly requiring attention from the way he’d been curled up around you from behind for hours and hours.
For the time being, he was quite content to use you as a body pillow while he hummed some new song he wanted to implement into some future show. It was a novelty to Mr. Puzzles to be integrated into a team, after being on his own tor so long trying to do everting himself. It was slow going to convince him it’d turn out well; at the very least, he hadn’t dragged anyone into the world he held within his head for…at least a month, if that. He could be very passionate if an idea grasped him in the moment.
The static currently emanating from Mr. Puzzles’ face was a nice, warm and ticklish sensation to you; likely why he’d craned down to press the screen to the nape of your neck after avoiding the hair this past hour.
Muffled laughter sounded over the squirm of surprise from you when his arms gently squeezed tighter around your middle.
There came a light, heavy two to the side of your neck.
Then again, slower this time.
Nuzzling was awkward but somehow, the man with a tv for a head was able to make it work, somehow managing to be even closer to you as he pressed in to firmly rub his screen into neck and occasionally, shoulder, through fabric.
A cheerful morning news show clip briefly played in response to you asking him if he was awake and not just laughing in his sleep with automated laughs.
Tease. 
With a wriggle backward, Mr. Puzzles reluctantly loosened his arms from around you to allow you to turn over in arms. From the expectant expression displayed on the screen tilted down toward you right now, Mr. Puzzles had an idea of what you wanted. 
After receiving silent consent in the form of leaning his body, and in turn, his tv head closer, you reached up to lightly trace fingers along his screen. The light touch made Mr. Puzzles’ face and multi-colored smile switch briefly into static gray and white fuzz before a pleased expression popped up with a great big doofy grin that hid the, as you liked to call it, ‘crazy unhinged madman that trapped people like puppets in his head’.
It was a work in progress, that.
No, you did not want Mr. Puzzles to trap your coworkers in the world inside the tv he held sway over, even if you couldn’t help but laugh at the antics initially as well as the absurdity of it being possible (right along with a man who had a tv for a head). Right before scolding the man and making him reluctantly relinquish the unwilling participants aka a small number of your coworkers.
Currently, Mr. Puzzles face sagged into your touch, hands bracing on either side of your shoulders to loom over you without falling over. A quick, sneaky turn of one of the dials on the left side of his head made him jerk his body to the side and back. But then with a sly look, indulged you by briefly playing some cheesy romcom on the screen before Mr. Puzzles’ made his move when one of your hands went to shoulder. 
Gently, carefully, he leaned his lanky body over so his screen could press to your face, making you close you eyes to enjoy the odd sensation of electrical currents and fuzzy static as a teasing voice spoke from the speaker of the tv.
“I see you, my newest star actor, quite close up. Have you anything to say to your…riveted watcher?”
“Your watcher of one for the morning?” Blindly reaching up, you turned the screen down a tad and planted a big ole kiss on the dumbass’ screen with an overdone ‘mwah’ sound. “How’s that for an answer, Mr. Host of one?”
Static sparked out the top of Mr. Puzzles’ antenna and the sides of his screen. His tv head briefly jerked back, revealed a slightly unhinged, if very intense look fixed directly on you.
“Quite the compliment, I’d say.” Mr. Puzzles purred, tone a little deeper as static overlapped his voice, digital eyes intent on you. “Would you care to do a repeat performance? To see if it was truly a 5-star rating for my show of one?”
You dragged this smug asshole man down by the shoulders to pepper his screen face in kisses while he mock-defended himself with dramatic flair. Then, all at once, Mr. Puzzles rolled the two of you over on the bed so you could sprawl yourself comfortably on top of him, playing with the collar of his dress shirt as he similarly fidgeted with your hair.
“Are you quite certain you don’t want to be my co-host?” Mr. Puzzles prodded with a wide screen across the screen.
“You asked me that already.” You pointed out, a faint shudder rolling through you as Mr. Puzzles leaned up to rest the side of his boxy tv head against your own to whisper smoothly, lowly, conspiringly.
“Until you give me a direct answer, my dear.”
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galedekarios · 1 year ago
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Elminster's Letter / God of Ambition epilogue
Do you recall the day we first met, m'boy?
You could have been no more than eight summers' old, clutching your mother's apron, eyebrows singed off by the fireball you'd unleashed into your neighbour's rose bush. You were crying because the flowers were so beautiful, and you did mean to destroy them.
How kind, how eager, how brilliant you were. And yet so naive. You could not yet see that power so careless begets destruction, but so too might your good nature be the guiding light by which your bailities might shape our world for the better.
Where is that child now, I wonder? Did he remain at Blackstaff, nose buried in his books? Does he live within his mother's ageing heart, weeping for those roses? Or is he within you still, lost amongst the trappings of godhood you so casually adorn yourself with?
Whereever he is, I hope he can forgive me. To him I promise - I will not make the same mistakes again.
Elminster
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timdrakeslawyer · 1 year ago
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my guilty pleasure is seeing bruce call tim his son, especially to his face! my fav father & son duo ;(
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pixiecaps · 24 days ago
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ily puzzle era cellbit went down into the fear room to give chat a recap of the book he received saying he did an interesting performance and then turns around and a new chest is behind him that wasnt there literal seconds prior when he had entered the room and hes just left in silence for so many seconds just like what the fuck. its so good. he gets so giddy you dont even understand the misery and anguish im feeling right now
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whatawonderart · 1 year ago
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did anyone else like. watch the gnome run finale and go "hey that was great" and then forget about it for a few months and then suddenly you remembered it and realized that this was one of the most impressive creative projects you've ever witnessed or was it just me
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