#quipsters

[sammperson]

[quiplasherror606]

This is something i had in my head for a while

In my TMP2 AU, The dolls are inspired by Almost-Life-Sized Plushies, And are around Shoulder height compared to [REDACTED].

Ok its 3 am im going to bed but i’ll explain more when i wake up

[atrium-mc]

Praying to The Quipster at an out-of-place ferris wheel found in... a Bamboo Jungle biome?

The Quipster is the only member of the Atrium pantheon with no set name, only going by their? title.

The Quipster is a deity of luck and trade, and to a lesser extent trickery.

It is unclear if The Quipster is a single entity, or perhaps a title granted to multiple over time; As such, their? pronouns are traditionally expressed with a questioning tone of voice.

Atrium is launching Iteration 5 in early February.

If you're chill and cool with LGBTQIA+ deities and like to play Minecraft with friends, apply here if you're interested.

[maxiezone]

More tf oc’s! My basic idea for them is that Stygian has Quipster as an Autobot “prisoner” and is trying to bring him in but Primus decided to make his life hard and also give him a slow burn romance with the funny clown bot who keeps breaking out of his cell

[crushcandles]

Hmmm lets see. I know you're very friendly online and I bet you are irl as well but you're more soft-spoken in person and keep to yourself more.

Also I bet you only like jello if it's jello shots

I do keep to myself more in person, but I'm not more soft-spoken. I'm actually goofier and a wisecracker in person, pretty quick to get down with some banter once I like you. I would say I'm funnier in person than I am online.

You're pretty correct about the jello shots. The only other jello treat I like is strawberry jello pie, although I've had neither shots nor pie for a long time.

[prickly-paprikash]

Castlevania Nocturne really stepped up its game in the second season.

I had two major complaints for the premiere season of CN:

The pacing was erratic. From episode 2 onwards, it seems as if the story is obsessed with giving us nonstop climactic battles, at the cost of letting the characters and pacing breathe. I understand that a central theme of the first season was loss—not just loss of loved ones and the grief that comes with it, but simply losing at every turn. They make the Vampire Messiah feel more like an inevitability, and it works to some extent. But one thing that the original Castlevania series did well was how it handled the flow of conversation and combat.

Seasons 1-3 were all mostly slow, deliberate episodes centered on talking. Characters would simply converse. The very first scene of Castlevania literally embodies this.

Lisa and Dracula, having an organic yet expertly crafted conversation that feels sharp, poignant, and immediately tells us everything we need to know about these two characters. We get one Lisa scene, and then she dies and yet it hits so hard because of how one conversation was written.

Nocturne's first season, many times, felt more like a quip-fest. Castlevania's humor was dry and morbid, to better fit the sarcastic and dark tone of the series. When characters like Trevor or Sypha or even Isaac cracked a joke, it never felt out of place. They had a cold, callous sense to them. Like their humor was a coping mechanism for the dreary and bleak reality they lived in.

Richter on the other hand felt like a Phase IV MCU lead, being unbearably sarcastic and "witty". Watching Nocturne again, I struggled to like Richter in the first half but he really came into his own after he meets Juste.

In the second season, however, the pacing really knuckles down. It becomes deliberate. And when a fight scene happens pre-episode 7, it feels more like OG Castlevania again. It isn't being treated with extreme weight, but it feels more like a part of every day life for Belmonts and their peers. Whenever Trevor, Sypha and Alucard get into a scrap with Night creatures, it actually had a sense of levity to them. This was a job. An occupational hazard. A logical result of living in Wallachia. In Nocturne season 1, fights were treated with more weight than they should have, while character work felt secondary, barring someone like Annette.

Here, it really allows me to fall for these characters more. Being an OG Drolta stan was so rewarding this season. I really also liked Maria and Tera more here, with Tera becoming a vampire creating a really interesting dynamic between the two and pushing their characters into directions that I didn't expect to enjoy as much as I did.

Mizrak, Olrox, and Richter were sidelined a bit more here, but it makes sense. These three dominated the first season, so it made sense to shift the focus on others and let their characters grow and shine. But just because they didn't take up most of the spotlight doesn't mean their characters were ignored.

Mizrak and Olrox's romance was developed in more subtle ways this time, which I appreciated. The writers let the unspoken heat and budding romance speak for themselves here, and I really enjoyed Olrox's sadness and Mizrak's regret and grief here, though of course the best scene between them was at the end. The way the writers made that finale, weaving feelings of heartbreak, lust, love, and fear into that one sentence was so, so good. Mizrak's fear of death and torment. Olrox simply saying that the devil was easy to cheat.

Ugh. That's the good shit.

And Richter? They still let him be the dry, sarcastic quipster, but I appreciate the restraint here. He doesn't crack jokes as much. Instead, they really focus on his feelings with Annette, to the point that he feels more like the love interest rather than the MC for a good chunk of the season.

And I'm not complaining. I enjoyed the budding romance between them in the first season, but with the deliberate pacing here, the writers really sold me on this soft, chaste, tender love story. Richter and Annette feel like young adults falling for the first time and I really fucked with it.

I'll talk about Annette in a separate post, but sufficed to say, she was the best character of this season. Hands down.

My second complaint was Erzsebet Báthory. She felt so... she felt like she paled in comparison to the three other villains of the season.

Drolta was exquisite. She oozed charisma and charm, and she stole every single scene she was in. The animators loved her and I could tell. She had the most costume changes. She had the sharpest lines. She was gorgeous. And even her death felt euphoric because she got to introduce Alucard into the mix. Like, seriously, they used her perfectly in the first season and she was easily the best character by far.

Olrox? Sexy. Gay. Kill me. Him and Mizrak? Perfection. His voice was so smooth and seductive. His dialogue? Smartly written. Every scene he's in, he feels like he's always holding back something.

Rage. Pain. Lust. Desire. Grief. Hatred. Remorse. It is always there, an undercurrent of emotions so thick you could feel it in every scene they placed him in.

Abbott? Worthless. Pathetic. Hypocrite. I hated him every single time he was onscreen, and that was exactly what he needed to be. A counterrevolutionary bible thumper that would elicit powerful memories of unlikable relatives at a reunion. No notes. Perfectly utilized villain, and I fucking cheered when he got burnt to a crisp by his daughter.

But Báthory felt so underwhelming.

So either the writers knew this specific complaint from the fans, or more likely wrote her this way to purposefully hide the true final boss of the series.

Drolta.

See, Báthory doesn't hold a candle to any previous villains of the Castlevania story. Not as complex as Isaac. Not as iconic and important as Dracula. Not as enjoyable to both hate and love as Carmilla. Not as hilarious and memorable as Death. She was just there. I thought it was a waste, and that I wanted to see more of her shine in season 2.

So when the only bit of character work she got was her mourning Drolta and her small flashback, I was disappointed.

Make no mistake, she made a great physical threat. But that was it. She felt more like one of Death's elite guards from season 4 than her own true brand of evil.

Not as hate-worthy as the Abbott. Not as conflicted as Olrox. Not as charismatic as Drolta.

So imagine my surprise and subsequent glee as to when Drolta takes the power for herself. Killing her in the sky. That was perfect.

Drolta, who served Sekhmet. Who broke down at the loss of her goddess, her fellow priestesses, and the people she cared for. Who, blinded by grief, sought to resurrect her goddess by becoming a vampire herself and searching high and low for a worthy vessel.

Drolta became even more interesting. Thinking herself as only a follower, never seeking to gain the goddesses' power for herself. Becoming the first Vampire/Night Creature that gave Alucard, the son of Dracula himself who was leagues above Báthory before she became the goddess, quite a lot of trouble.

The way every villain was handled in this season was excellent. From Abbott's death, to Richter proclaiming his desire to avenge his mother to Olrox's face right after they worked together to beat Drolta, but still letting him go afterwards as thanks—I'm sorry, but that was some raw ass writing right there.

The only thing I have to complain about? Nothing from the writers or animators or directors. It's the production that I hate.

Streaming services fucked everything up. 8-10 episodes for every single show is such a dumb move, and making us wait 2-3 years for every single one of them is horrible.

On top of the fact that they will cancel something on a whim.

Nocturne would be unquestionably a masterpiece had it been allowed to have 24 fucking episodes each season. We could explore France more. See deeper into the revolutionary setting of the show. Really see the world of Castlevania, but no. And now there's still a threat of cancellation when animation has been carrying Netflix's worthless ass for years? Especially through the pandemic?

Watch Castlevania Nocturne. Support the studio. Show Netflix that this is where their energies and money should be going towards.

Their live actions, barring something like the big names of Stranger Things and Squid Game, have been flops. They fumbled the Witcher series. They killed Kaos. They ended Shadow and Bone. They fuck up every single time and it has been animation that has pulled through.

Arcane. Castlevania. Blue Eye Samurai. She-Ra.

Support this show, please. I would love to keep this series going, but it needs the attention it so rightfully deserves.

Please. I need to see Old Man Coyote. I need to see Tera go further into the darkness. I want to believe in the possible Maria x Alucard romance that was in the games that could be written really well here. I want to see more of these characters. I want to dive deeper into this world. But most importantly, I want every single person who worked on this show to keep having a job. To be able to do what they do best and get better at it.

This show is great. It deserves more seasons. More sequel series to explore other Belmonts. Other countries. More sexy vampires. More sexy hunters.

Support animation.

[spider-mand]

Yeah Deadpool's a quipster and all but I feel like Spidey's still the bigger troll.

[childdevourer1]

the wurizz is INSANE.

WU IS A FUCKING FREAK FOR REAL... HOLY SHIT DUDE CHILL OUT...

[quiplasherror606]

my boy <33 (w.i.p)

[andorshitdaily]

ROUND NINETEEN CATEGORY: Most Likely to Become Internet Famous

Two will win and go into the yearbook. Who's it going to be?

(it felt like these needed to be explained)

Round 20 category: Most Unorganized

NOMINATE NOW

[skaruresonic]

https://www.tumblr.com/skaruresonic/774294348638683136

Yeah! Shadow’s character is often communicated with subtext. I thought more of the fandom could at least recognise that Shadow is not a converstionalist, and wouldn’t let himself be consumed by grief or trauma. Movie!Shadow being like “Will it ever stop hurting?” makes me want to break into a fit of laughter. Can I even call this character assassination if this Shadow isn’t even held together by a consistent personality? Aside from being ooc from Game!Shadow, this guy is so divorced from a distinct identity. Who was he before Maria’s death? Not a savior sibling, or even a character tasked with impending duty from his environment and circumstances. He’s just an alien who went along with being experimented on for no discernable reason.

He is a character that just has things happen to him, then he reacts to it “realistically”, and communicates this reaction “realistically” until the movie ends. What is this character if not some non-distinct traumatised asshole who, at his core, let grief define him? Couldn’t emit a single independent thought in his head in the entire 17 minutes he was in that movie lol

From start to finish, there was no moment in this movie where I thought that Movie!Shadow resembled the actual character. I’d get irrationally pissed if someone tried to convince me that this movie did Shadow’s character well. The same way I feel when I hear that Sonic Prime did Shadow’s character well.

Yeah! Shadow’s character is often communicated with subtext. I thought more of the fandom could at least recognise that Shadow is not a converstionalist, and wouldn’t let himself be consumed by grief or trauma.

Can you blame them, when in recent years we've had a revolving door of

Flynn: Shadow's not a conversationalist. He doesn't talk, he just does... Can you hear the fatigue in my voice?

Stanley: I'll try my best to write Shadow correctly, but also to do my best to ~make him better.~

Boom's writers: Sega wouldn't let us make Shadow a goofy quipster. They're very protective of him.

Jeff Fowler and Pat Casey: (gestures) is this someone who literally defines themselves by their pain?

Iizuka: Shadow's past is the deepest part of his character

Sonic Reddit: Shadow doesn't infodump like he did in Archie (read: Archie!Shadow is the GOAT, everyone agrees on this) because of those damned Sega Mandates(tm)

fandom: Shadow needs to revisit his past until the heat death of the universe because we didn't appreciate ~the nuances~ of it the first time around and also the first several times he said goodbye didn't count for some reason

me, losing my marbles: THE LID, PATRICK! PUT YOUR HAND ON THE LID! WHERE IS TOYODA WHEN YOU NEED HIM

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Aside from being ooc from Game!Shadow, this guy is so divorced from a distinct identity. Who was he before Maria’s death? Not a savior sibling, or even a character tasked with impending duty from his environment and circumstances. He’s just an alien who went along with being experimented on for no discernable reason.

He seriously reads like a toddler. And I'm not being hyperbolic - I have seen with my own two eyeballs posts that explicitly liken him to a toddler. So you know it's not just me freaking out because "omg Movie!Shadow bad"; even film fans inadvertently agree, lol. They just think it's a good thing that makes him endearing (because the film's top priority is Making Us Feel Bad For Shadow, at the expense of nearly everything else), and not a disservice to his character.

Yesterday I mentioned the possibility that the goo and the meteorite are supposed to function as a symbolic "womb" of sorts, which might explain Shadow's amnesia. He doesn't remember his home or who he was before because no one remembers being born.

My friends doubt the film was attempting to be that thoughtful, but in the absence of a coherent narrative, I have try to make sense of what little it does give us.

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and wouldn’t let himself be consumed by grief or trauma. Movie!Shadow being like “Will it ever stop hurting?” makes me want to break into a fit of laughter.

Like, yeah, you can't have an SA2-based film without an angsty Shadow, but istg this guy never shuts up about ~muh pain~. Which makes it ironic that he suddenly turns into a conversationalist with Sonic on the moon, lol. He doesn't use any other words to describe his experience because the scriptwriters couldn't pick up a thesaurus, let alone SHOW us that Shadow is in pain the way the game did by having him space out.

Having him repeat "I'm in pain" point-blank is like throwing spaghetti at the wall and hoping it sticks. It's not creative. It's not compelling. It's boring, and the only way my mind can guard against the numbness that occasionally overtakes me when watching too many film clips is to turn it into a drinking game.

They're not subtle or creative about it in the least. They practically bludgeon you over the head with it. It's actively insulting to us, the audience: "FEEL SORRY FOR HIM NOW PLS. NO, NO CRITICAL THOUGHT, JUST SORRY."

That's the beginning and end of the thought. It's as though the film assumes once they've secured your pity, the rest doesn't matter; they don't need to characterize Shadow any further.

It's to the point where I have to wonder whether he even has a character outside of ~muh pain.~ It's so frustrating to insist that Shadow is more than his trauma for years, only for Paramount to literally have him say the words "I've been defined by it." I just know we're in for people being annoying about it.

...Can I please catch a break around here? Is Shadow to be chained to his misery forever because everyone in this Chili's thinks it makes him a more compelling character?

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He is a character that just has things happen to him, then he reacts to it “realistically”, and communicates this reaction “realistically” until the movie ends. What is this character if not some non-distinct traumatised asshole who, at his core, let grief define him?

Yeah. Funny how it doesn't occur to people that sometimes the more realistic reaction is reticence.

Couldn’t emit a single independent thought in his head in the entire 17 minutes he was in that movie lol

>>movie is about Shadow

>>Shadow's only in the film for 17 minutes

>>oh this'll be fun

[quiplasherror606]

OKAY i have lots to show

Drawful: I used to call her “Drawful Owl” But now i call her Scribs

Bidiots: Cashan (don’t explain)

[REDACTED]: I have a feeling that i wanna call him “Mr. Quiz” (Bc that’s what half of the dolls call him in my HC)

Civic Doodle: Ms. Pencil (Haha quipster thats uncreative /j)

Champ’d Up: Battleblock Masterson (Based of my favorite game, Battleblock Theatre!)

Guesspionage: Agent Technology (Tech for short)

Dictionarium: Notesy

DATD: Boxan (Bc i like boxes)

Blather ‘Round: Roundabout (no literally i called her ‘Roundabout’)

Talking Points: The Presenter

And idk if the Role Models hostess has a canon name, But i’d HC her name to be Invinsi

and that’s about it i think

jackbox fandom reblog this with some of the names that you’ve given hosts that don’t canonically have names (such as the champ’d up host or the dictionarium host) i wanna see your cool funky names

[tapwater118]

is LeafPin LeafPin or CoinPin

its leafpin you joker, you droll, you comedian, you gagster, you jester, you clown, you card, you wisecracker, you kidder, you quipster, you farceur, you buffoon

[beevean]

I read your rewrite of sonic vs surge and the whole time I thought "god why didn't the actual comic do something like this?"

I guess that's what happens when people on the internet are more interested in the characters than the official writers

Regardless of all that, it was a nice read.

Thank you for reading it and appreciating it ^^

I'm very insecure about writing Sonic, because it's so, so easy to mess it up and make him sound like a cocky quipster. I tried my best to nail how I imagine he would deal with someone like Surge, striking a balance between feeling sorry for her (like he did for Blaze) and still not quite getting it because for obvious reasons he lacks all the context, so at the end of the day, she has to be stopped. Without principles in the way :P

And that's the other thing. Making it a battle of principles was really stupid, for all the reasons we know, but mainly because Sonic's influence on Surge's life is so indirect she might as well blame Eggman's parents for giving birth to him so that Starline could simp for him lol. I thought it would have been a much more interesting angle if Starline fed her lies to make her hate Sonic and then what she believed in clashed with the naked reality in front of her eyes: Sonic is a nice dude. That's all there is to him. But if Surge lets go (hah) of her hatred, she'll lose her entire purpose of her life, and she can't do that, not at that point of the story. The one thing that I considered interesting about Surge is that she was aware to be a living lie and every thought she has was implanted into her brain, but how can she just throw away her sense of self, when all she wants is a sense of security?

Surge wants to be free of the closest thing she has to "herself", and sadly, it's easier said than tone.

So yeah. You can imagine that I wasn't very happy with how the character was progressively flattened.

[marvelousmrm]

Amazing Spider-Man #211 (O’Neil/Romita Jr, Dec 1980). Really enjoying this team so far! Denny O’Neil finally writes Spidey as the annoying nonstop quipster I know and love.

[lillxart]

Snip from CH 9

“I never asked before, but why do you think Elenwen would want you dead? I mean, you’re really good with magic and you’re efficient with killing things.”

“HA! That’s certainly one way to put it. I imagine from an outsiders perspective that’s all the Thalmor would need from an Altmer.” Taliesin gave a dead chuckle and leaned back into his seat. Eventually she shrugged. “It could’ve been any number of reasons really. My brash attitude, my candid inability to hold my tongue–”

“–You do seem to be quite the quippy quipster 0v0”

Taliesin stopped and looked at her. Just stared at her face for a long time. Then his mind went back to the brilliant notes he just read, and then he looked back at her face again wondering how the person who wrote such notes and the ditzy Breton were the same person. “Do you have an alternate personality by any chance?”

“Wuh? 0<0 Nooooo, why? :>” There was nothing going on behind those eyes of hers.

“No reason.” Taliesin rolled his eyes. “Anyway, to put it plainly she wanted me dead because she doesn’t believe I’m a good Thalmor. I’m not a reflection of the Altmer people, not the pinnacle of bigoted lesser elf hating nationalists all the other members of the Dominion back home are.” He huffed. “Those of us sent to Skyrim are meant to shine in her own image, to make Elenwen look good… Apparently I didn’t make the cut.”

Snow White silently took in the explanation. She put her alchemist's tools down and lowered the heat of the beakers so nothing would explode. The witch found herself thinking of her own people, how she would never make the Spring Elves have to ‘shine in her own image’ and kill them if they failed. The weight of such a concept made her shoulders ache and her stomach curdle. It was beyond unfair and she hated it. Snow White looked back at Taliesin, who was staring down at a book, but not quite reading it. His brows were furrowed and he was clearly thinking about what he just told her, and of course what that meant for him. The high elves are an esteemed and prideful people. Being told that you’re not ‘good enough’ when your whole culture is based around perfection…

…it leaves a scar. 

“H–Hey…! What are you doing?” Taliesin startled at the Breton making herself comfortable on his lap. “Erm–ever hear of personal space? You could at least give a little warning first!” He raised his hands, panicking a bit and not sure where to put them. 

“Oh stop it -3- I promise this filthy halfbreed Breton won’t do anything to you. Just wanna have a looksee…” Snow White placed her hands on the side of his face, tracing her thumb down his cheekbone and using her index finger to trace the arch of his brow. 

Taliesin’s posture went completely stiff, eyes hyperfixed on her every motion as she studied him. His mouth was twisted into a nervous frown, very unsure how he should be reacting to her invasion of his personal space. Ordinarily he’d like some–warning before someone gets too close to him, his instincts from the war making him prone to skirt away or shove anybody that could be a threat. But the Altmer really had no idea what Snow White was doing. He cleared his throat, hoping to bait out an explanation from her. To no avail, since she remained quiet which only caused his face to go red at her continued proximity.

Once Snow White had examined every part of his face she settled back gazing into his eyes. Taliesin averted his stare, acting nonchalant about the deepness in her somewhat simple actions. “Are you done whatever it is you’re doing yet? You’re quite heavy.”

“No I’m not -o- I’m tiny and light. Shut up and look at me!” 

“Well that’s a polite way to ask for attention isn’t it?” Taliesin had never seen her eyes this close and for the first time noticed there were little…fractals of light deep in the grey. It would be wrong to describe them as gold, or green, or blue, but it was a mixture of all those colors. Just pure light. He found himself hypnotized by them. Since when could humans possess such a color pallet? They look like…diamonds. Seemingly satisfied, Snow White gave a hum and hopped off his lap. Taliesin felt like he could breathe again. “Do you crawl onto the lap of every man you meet, or am I just lucky?” 

“You look like an Altmer to me! :D” Taliesin glanced back at her and tried to pick apart that statement. When it was clear he couldn’t make heads or tails of it, Snow White giggled and poked his forehead. “I looked over every inch of your angular face! You have a pointed nose, ears that stick out like a sore thumb, that typical tired scowl high elves have, arched and well groomed eyebrows…”

“Am I supposed to be taking this as the strangest compliment I’ve ever gotten or are you spouting nonsense again…?” He rolled his eyes mildly insulted, though still a bit flushed.

Snow White only smiled brighter. She leaned back down and traced the rims of his eyes, continuing on her little tangent. “…you also have some of the most beautiful eyes Nirn has ever seen…” Taliesin found himself blushing, heart skipping a beat and mind not even processing that she could actually mean that. 

What? 

Snow White took a step back. “Soooooo, you’ve got all the attributes of a high elf! >W< Which means Elenwen is stupid!”

“Poft–! What? Did you; you stuck your grubby little hands all over my gorgeous face just to mouth off Elenwen?” Now he was really lost. 

“Well I had to make sure you were an elf! And you are! You’re all elf! One hundred and ten percent organically grown Altmer from the Summerset Isles! >v< If Elenwen can’t see how you’re not a reflection of the Altmer people when you are an Altmer then she must need glasses!” She pointed a finger up like a scholar at the end of their thesis. 

After a moment of thought, and soothing his rapid heart from the bizarre touches, Taliesin found himself smiling at her decisive; although naive way of putting it. He found himself quietly laughing, both in bitter irony and maybe even a little melancholy. He looked down at his gloves. The clothes of the Thalmor Dominion, the shell that covers him. “It’s not as easy as simply having the ears, the eyes, the skin of an Altmer. In the Summerset Isles if you aren’t the kind of elf they want you to be then you’re no elf at all. Death is merely the fitting reward for being sub-par amongst the expected standard…”

“Taliesin. No one has the right to tell you what you are except yourself.” Her back was turned to him, going back to check on her beakers. Her voice was serious, the certainty in her tone something he didn’t expect to hear from someone of her childish persona. It made her words more raw, and made Taliesin all the more discouraged. 

“Are you trying to cheer me up?~” Taliesin deflected how he felt with humor, smirk on his face. 

“Just stating the obvious! ^v^” Her brew started to bubble, she decided to focus on the milk. “Ohhhhhh OoO” 

Taliesin took the bait and went back to reading her magic notes, the audio of her excited giggles and the scrawls of formulas on parchment no doubt similar to what he was reading right now. After a moment to himself, Taliesin softly smiled. 

“No one has the right to tell you what you are except yourself.” It’s not that simple…

…It was…a nice thought from her, though.