#rip to the robit

[rainythoughtsforme]

Critical Role Spoilers

So apparently, there was almost a TPK, and FCG died via self-detonation on my birthday

[zethdoesart]

Bells Hells cards continuing with our boys (gender neutral)!!

[toadtusks]

I'd always hoped it wouldn't end that way for FCG, despite the endless warning signs. So fucking sad. But at least he took out one of their greatest threats with him and ensured their friends live on another day.

Will there ever be a campaign where Sam's character doesn't make everyone cry at some point? Probably not. Gonna lay in bed and stare at the wall the rest of the night.

[lacasalobo]

THEY SKINNED SKEETS????

[hopelesslydimwitted]

some fun facts from my portal reversal au with fiddlestan

fiddleford’s first gift to stan was a keychain, complete with fuzzy dice and a bottle opener

ford keeps said gift, along with all of stan’s things, for thirty years until he returns

stan’s not a very good gift giver but fiddleford doesn’t mind. he keeps all of stan’s gifts anyway

stan’s the little spoon. always

fiddleford was taller than stan for the majority of their time together. only recently has he shrunk

stan does most of the maintenance on fiddleford’s robit arm, even tho fiddleford can do it himself

ford used to wear contacts, but stopped once stan and fidds disappeared. he didn’t like looking in the mirror while wearing them

stan has saved fiddleford’s life (in various ways) a total of 60 times

fiddleford has saved stan’s life a total of 71 times (but he’s not counting)

they used to have an alien pet. it looked like a fish but could survive in the open air. they named it gilliam (RIP frilliam)

they have friends in as many dimensions as they’re banned from. fiddleford’s southern charm works even in different realms

before the portal, fiddleford tried to teach stan how to play the banjo (he wasn’t good at it)

likewise, stan tried to teach fiddleford how to box (fiddleford already knew, but let stan teach him anyway)

after weirdmaggedon, fiddleford’s second proposal included the line, “will you let me fall in love with you all over again?”

[somberine]

Whose the ballman?

@syensy's robit, Six. A bot built by their elsen Analyst at request of their partner Secretary to protect the queen from purifiers "When she returns" in Secretary's words.

One of my favorite ever doodles Doc's done of them and Secretary is this

It nearly beat Wayfar to a pulp and then got its head ripped off because it paused too long mid fight to think about its choices and who it is, and then Wayfar burnt, so like rest in peace at least for an hour Six.

[istherewifiinhell]

Okay watched the newest live action tf movie too. Has the monkey in it. It does not have the move accessable small focus appeal of bb movie... or the style. Rip to bad guys looking cool, nice while it lasted. completely watchable if you WANT a big cgi mess fess of tf tho. like. that sounds bad. were grading on a heavy scale okay, i havent like. BEEN watching the bay movies. but i was. alive. in 2007. ive seen some at least. youtube videos exist. i know what they did.

frankly the human characters might be better than the robits. honestly. recongizable arcs. and stakes. emotional weight. such things. not just like. ohh sure the transwarp key. oh your planet? was destroyed? will be destoryed? smth?

but yeah the cgi mess fess is at least good enough [caveat: as a person who can name all the characters from prev knowledge]. the monkey smashes a guys head in with a rock. 👍🏻

[welcometomybraincomics]

Vicious [Stations/Magnum]

Tearing with teeth was a common tactic in the Stations, especially when one had their arms ripped off. Magnum has just never expected it to be so vicious. A grievous mistake on his part considering his acquaintances.

Magnum watched the footage of a tiny armless mech leap onto a larger opponent and latch his teeth on the opponent’s jugular as fuel weeped from the mech’s empty sockets onto his opponents back in shock. The fight was brutal and increably feral. Magnum had only seen mecha fight like that when they were starving and desperate, but this, apparently, was a friendly spar! The mech’s opponent was even an organic! Weren’t those things difficult to repair?

The twins had dragged him into the room to watch their favorite program with him at a bar, insisting that he needed a little mix up once in a while to make life fun. They were currently screaming praises at his sides while he stared wide opticed and jaw slackened in shock. Everyone in the warmly lit bar was cheering for one competitor or the other, completely unphased by the animalistic behavior.

The organic grabbed the armless mech and threw him off, tearing a chunk of its neck off along with the mech and threw him so hard he made a crater in the wall. The creature’s flesh started to visibly knit itself back together as it charged at the mech with a rawr.

◦ Strength, apparently, was a very important thing in the Stations. When Magnum finally figured out that the mecha there has modified themselves to be a predator species, it all made a little more sense. Frighteningly over the top weapons seemed normal in their galaxy and apparently had been for a long time before the former ‘bots and ‘cons came along. (Rotating teeth, acid oral fluids, ridiculously high energy absorption (for dealing with solar storms, they got the idea from organics), electrified plating, retractable claws (ok, that one existed before the Stations, but they’d improved on the mechanisms), it was all par for the course apparently)

—-

For a little more context look at Robits, The Epic Train Wreck Dumpsterfire of a Transformers sidestory AU

[jeeperso]

D&D Quotes Without Context

Ravenloft edition, Fundertainment Land arc, part 5

“So… any of you robits ladies?” "There is only one goal of Gunder and Danzi Fundertainment land. To make money. Who has more money than anyone?” “Dunno. Eddie, who’s the money god?” “Please. We ain’t found shit for money since we saved those cheerleaders a year ago.” "Heed our warning, Gunder and Danzi will not play fair with you, even if you win, they will not let you destroy the park.” “The word ‘let’ is doing a lot of the heavy lifting in that sentence.” Gorbash: “How metaphorical is this heart? The less so the easier ripping it out will be.” “I’m pretty content with Marsh gets to free the children and I toss some fireballs while I giant mechanical yeti fucks everything up.” Marshal: ”Brothers... and sister, once, long ago, I received a vision of this day, and what I would say to you. I speak those words now.” *Hiveguard comes on camera, puts down and starts the boombox before going offscreen* Jonni: “Everyone else saw that right? Are we being dosed?” Nyx: ”A Stillborn Godling, this isn't going to be easy. Anyone got a tactical nuke spell?” Jonni:

Gorbash: “Yes Jonni, you can obliterate the thing.” "We are all Marshal, black knight of Fundertainment. I will happily induct you all as Paladins in which oath you all choose, and together will be at the fore of the Union exodus that is long overdue, and I will find us all, forged and cast member alike, a new home out upon the domains!” Jonni mouths to Crushinator *You, me, my wife, later big girl*. "Of course. Go in peace, my brethren, and show them all the power of friendship and united labor!” “I am Jonthana, she who makes torches of men, and I am here to ruin your fucking day! Also Marshall is here by appointed prophecy to lead the employees to more dignified employment.” villain (Danzi): "Welcome Marshal, its time for you to take your place with the others. I already have the next model of you ready to go.” A voice comes from inside the mechanical sea serpent. Marshal: "Still can't get Gunder to sign off on that asinine spider, I see.” Danzi: “DON’T TALK TO ME ABOUT THE SPIDER. THE SPIDER IS AWESOME.” And suddenly… Poom. The leviathan reads back, and fires a massive blast of steam at all of you. Jonni: “Motherfucker! This is dry clean only!” Danzi: ”Soon it will be DIE clean only.” Azathoth: "Wow, villain made a good pun. Poom's doomed.” OOC: Gorbash and Jonni, Fire Resistance buddies! OOC: *imagines him grappling in combat* 🎶 Hold me close now Tiny Danzi 🎶 OOC: Shut up and Danzi. "Hey.... hands off my brain.... I need that to..... brain.... oof. Head spinny…." Gorbash: “Damn what did they plate this bastard with?” Marshal: "Die cast construction.” Gorbash: “Ah, the lost art.” Edmund: “I’m in paiiiiin….” Jonni: “Walk it off, lightweight.” GM: Edmund is currently beet red and pruning. So much pruning. Danzi: ”HA! PATHETIC TALKING WAFFLE IRON! MY CHEESE CURDS ARE SUPERIOR.... Oof, can we take a five minute time out? I need some orange slices and water to recharge.” OOC: No biting a shiny metal ass this turn. Edmund rises into the air, screaming as he is engulfed with light, and when it passes, he's a puppet. Again. Edmund: ”Huh. This is...new. Why do I have little wires attached to my arms?” Gorbash: “Eddie! You're a wee little puppetman.” Jonni: “Dammit, Eddie, stop turning into a puppet. It doesn’t help!” OOC: Killing crabs! In the ocean! Gorbash: “Observation...He's the perfect size for punting.” Danzi: “WAIT!” He holds up the ticket. "You want this right?” Edmund: "We do. But we can take it THEN punt you.” Danzi: ”OH YEAH? PUNT THIS.” He rips the ticket in half. ”HA! YOU LOSE.” Edmund: "Okay who has mending?” Danzi: ”NO MY EVIL PLAN IS FALLING APART.” Marshal grabs the halves before Danzi can shred them with two chairs, a dummy, and a toboggan. Danzi: "Wait! Before you kill me.... Please go kill Gunder first. We have a bet going.” Gorbash: “If I beat one of you to death with the other do you both lose?” Danzi: ”Weren't you trying to seduce a broken animatronic knight five minutes ago?” Jonni: *create campfire* “She has a name!” "Like that is an insult to Jonni: she has hit on zombies and every female creature we have come across with a few exceptions.” "This is duly deserved. And Im a puppet. I support violence now.” “I got a rule. Don’t fuck with anything that has ‘elder’ in its creature description.” Danzi: "Indeed. Marshal XTREEEEEME! The radical badass version of Marshal. Merciless, ruthless, and pro-authoritarian.” The Marshal X lights up "You know what would be radical? Obeying all the rules? And buying more Ruminating drink!” Yog-sothoth: "FUCK THAT! Ruminating should only be taken in powder form! And then only if you have magical invention capabilities!” Edmund stands up from where he has been kneeling, Edmund Muppet on his arm. "Good. That was tough on the knees.” Poom opens an umbrella. “It's down there. Everything dark and evil in Fundertainment land originated from this hole.” Nyarlathotep: "So it's an ass-hole.” Gorbash is gonna shove Danzi down the hole. Danzi falls down the hole out of sight.... then rises up with a propeller sticking out of his top hat. "HA! DIDN'T KNOW I HAD ONE OF THESE DID YA SMART GUY!” Jonni: Eldritch Blast on the propeller. The propeller explodes. "FUCKYOUGENIEFUCKER!" he yells as he falls back into the hole. Azathoth: "When did this become Loony Tunes?” Nyx: "About 3 adventures ago, Az.” OOC: Funny enough, I had a one shot Champions character who had been Dr. Strange’s pool guy and got his powers of beating down from the Wondrous Wand of Whupass.

[myriadxofxmuses]

@savagecuhnt

Even though she was sobbing, a wave of relief washed over him with her closeness. He'd missed it so much. His arms instinctively wrapped around her protectively as they went to the ground. He couldn't believe he'd actually done it. Now that he had it felt so good to hear it on repeat in his mind. The thought shattering admission of her hatred for him was the only thing strong enough to break through his misunderstood euphoria.

"Please don't hate me," he asked of her as reality came crashing back. There was genuine fear trickling through his voice with the thought. He'd never cared what others thought of him until Rose. And her opinion mattered a great deal to him. "I was...scared," he told her, though he knew it wouldn't help any. "I've never had this and it scares the shit out of me," he continued explaining, his hug tightening around her as that fear began to trail up his spine. "You scare the shit out of me," he choked out through a cracked chuckle, simultaneously swallowing back the lump forming in his throat. "I can't...lose...."

He tightened his grip on her once more. His gaze was now fixated on nothing, focused ahead as the image of Rose being ripped from his arms flashed before him. His blood ran cold at the possibility of being alone again. "Just...we can fix this," he started almost robitically, his mind now racing through ways to get her back. "We can. Right?" he asked quietly.

Worry began to plague his senses as she seemingly began to reject him. His grip on her hand tightened slightly. He wasn’t letting get away as easily this time. He couldn’t.

“It won’t complicate things,” he began to protest until she closed the space between them even further.

His breath stalled as he inhaled her familiar, addicting scent. Fuck he wanted her back. He didn’t fight the smile when she teased him over his fate. “I’m willing to risk it,” he told her, finally entangling their hands fully.

Excitement flooded his being and mania took control of his thoughts. They ran rampant with scenarios of him getting her back and the two of them living happily ever after. Like she’d always wanted. And what he’d screwed up.

Without hesitation he led her outside to his car and leaned against it. Their necklaces still hung in the rear view and swayed gently when he did so. He desperately wanted to pull her in and kiss her, leaving not an inch of space between them. He wanted to ravage her to make up for all the missed intimacy. He nearly began to tremble from the adrenaline coursing through his veins.

If he was to be successful at anything in life, he wanted it to be this. So instead of giving in to his desires he let his hand slip from hers.

He may have been able to read the sluts he chose to play with like an open book, Rose was very different. Just when he thought he had her figured out, she threw out a wild card and proved him wrong. But there was one thing he was right about - she was his Raven and couldn’t be caged. He was sure if she felt like he was trapping her, she would be gone faster than ever before.

He eyed her silently a few moments, debating on just how to begin begging for her forgiveness and one last chance. “I tried finding you, you know,” he started quietly. “For months. But you really are a ghost,” he complimented. “Did you also know you’re the first girl to both keep me and throw me away,” he joked a bit darkly with a soft huff of a chuckle. “I deserved it though, didn’t I?”

[bixbiboom]

The fact that Sam specified that FCG has exactly four lines on his chestpiece that resemble blades of grass is fucking me up real bad because I know, I JUST KNOW they’re gonna turn out to be bloody fingertip smears.

I don’t know how, I don’t know when, but I’m positive this tiny robit is gonna rip my heart out eventually and I don’t think I’m gonna be his first victim

[likesplatterpaint]

I don’t think I’ve ever done a post with all of our pets soooo here’s this

Duncan (4yrs) and Jenny/Banana/nunu(12 yrs), Yellow labs. Like goldfish snacks, yelling time, hike, and naps.

Burd (7ish yrs) Green Spotted Puffer. Likes murder, demand food, identity theft, give horse lips.

Bonk (2ish yrs), Figure 8 puffer. Likes being neurotic, rip and tear, being disco puff.

Louie (2.5 ish years) Fahaka puffer. Likes looming, murder, clams, watch Dad, sit with Mama, becoming Huge, and WormBall. We lost Louie 10/19/23 but I still love him very much...

Noice, Bibz, and Meatball (2 ish years), the Adult lotes. Like being a polyamorous triad, fuckery, Mii theme music, choosing violence, worms, and hammock.

Yamuel (1 year ish) Red Potato/Congo puffer. Likes shrimp, judging, burying, and bubble baths.

Blips (7ish months) 10 dwarf puffers. Like: The Shadow that Means Food, plants, concern, and snails.

Shrimp tank/Smidge and Smudge the accidental orphan Molly Twins

Pasta, Rigatoni, Inca, Robit, and siblings (5 months) The Lotl Children. Obvs not all staying permanently and going to new homes soon (Raja/Pixel and Vector may live in my classroom). Children of Meatball and a Noice. They like having deathwishes, pellet, stare at Parent through divider and hammock.

Aaaaand that’s our current crew!

[skeine]

Knowing what we do about Dancer and her army of docile helper bots, it’s starting to look very possible she wiped FCG’s memories on purpose. Saw a miraculous automaton and thought, I can make it better. Programmed FCG’s drive to help others into them, overwrote their original personality and jury rigged a new function on top, one more convenient to her.

We saw in Calamity that belief in a concept or paradigm can let someone tap into a well of related divine power. Is using a foreign programming imposed on them to channel that divine power degrading their own memories, their personhood, the magic that keeps them alive and aware?

Or is the source of their magic not divine at all? Is Dancer’s programming using FCG themselves as the power source, leeching away whatever Aeorian magic keeps them alive? Eating away at their soul? Is everything that makes FCG a person being worn away, bit by bit, to save their friends?

This suspense is killing me, I can’t wait to meet Dancer. I have a feeling our cheerful little robit is going to rip our hearts out in the end.

[accursedvoid]

Can’t believe the plot of Picard is literally straight up ripped off from mass effect :///

[ginbiscuit]

CR Reactions E3 / C3

I need to talk about the recent episode of Critical Role. And I’m gonna give it to you in parts, because my head went different places. Mainly I need to yell about Bertrand.

At the Warehouse

Fearne: I have no words. Fearne is just so... Fearne. Nothing can compare. I love her.

Ash: They’re so jumpy! Why are they so jumpy? I wanna know more! (Also, I love them.)

Laudna: The message whispers! What a genious idea that was!

Orym: Oh, poor stabby man getting creeped out by Launda. 🧛‍♀️

Bertrand: Straight ahead! 😂

Before the Bar (mainly during the fight)

Bertrand: Travis, you’re a dick. :D

Orym: Oh no! My poor stabby man! He really gets injured A LOT!

Laudna: She’s so creepy. I love her. She’s perfect.

FCG: DAMN! Baby robit can do some damage!

Dorian: Dorian rushing to Orym’s aid makes my shippy heart very happy!

In the Bar

Orym: Stabby man touching Dorian’s shoulder. My shippy heart sings some more. 😍

Bertrand: I love Bertrand. Oh no. OH NO. I love Bertrand. The way he talks, they’re going to take him away from me, aren’t they? Why is he saying he’s going for a walk?! WHY IS DORIAN LETTING HIM?! NO!

After the Bar

Imogen: Horse girl confirmed! ... Wait a second. That looks like a firestorm. (The set is so awesome!) I need to do some calculations... Thordak? No, wait, that was 45 years prior. I need to know more!

Bertrand: No no. You  don’t need to go in that alley. No. ... NO! (I called it!) Bertrand!!! 😭😭😭 And he calls out for Lieve’tel! MY HEART! WHY?!

(Also, great story telling - making me care for this man and then ripping him away, giving the party an additional motivation why they should work together. I just wish they hand’t broken my heart in the process.)

[doe-draws]

dnd pc+npc art dump!

top down: claire - half elf cleric, chronic dumbass cygnus - earth genasi druid, had to kill his husband. smiles/laughs to cover the pain ganymede - (not mine) aarakocra ranger, awkward boi hex - (not mine) sorlock tiefling, angsty hoe the lady of the left behind, the lady of gifts, the lady hela - (npc) pact patron, devil, hot lyra - former aasimar current hexblood rogue, spooky and mean aoife - firbolg druid, might be an eco-terrorist phil - (not mine) aasimar paladin, literally beats up predatory men stitch - (npc) reborn rogue, is a few people put together valya - tiefling warlock, knows shes hotter than you woeketech - (not mine) warforged paladin, rip you wacky robit