#sentient code is always amazing

[adaptive-hyperactive]

Man I’m lowkey jealous of Kaidoku and Myth. Imagine a sentient being made of code (who wasn’t even made to be an AI!) pops up and you don’t even fight and at the end it’s just your sibling now. Man.

[marwhoa]

request: hi hil! I read your work and it was amazing! I was hoping you would write the rise boys with a vigilante s/o? (Gn) but the boys don't know that yet and one day s/o is fighting the foot or someone, you decide, then their turtle bf shows up and helps them. S/o forgot they were in costume for a minute before running to their turtle in shining shell and kissing them, so it turns into a whole thing and s/o unmasks themself, how do the boys react??

🝮 “ violet virus ”

rise!donnie x vigilante!g/n

author’s note: eeee !! Gosh I’ve been meaning to post for months, but multiple x readers always stump me. I like making each a completely different story, and sometimes that ends up with me writing waaaay too much. So! I separated this one into a solo. Raph Mikey and Leo will be their own post since I imagine they’ll be much shorter… unless I’m a little freak again and write too much 😭😭. Sheldon’s speech will be the same color as Donnie’s but in italics :))

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“ I don’t understand why you won’t disclose this information, Shelldon. ”

Grumbles the turtle clad in purple as he sits on the floor of his lab. Tools are strewn around within reaching distance, framing him, Shelldon, and the computer plugged into the robot boy. The screen displayed a long history of access points to Shelldon’s database—none of which Donnie had the clearance for.

Odd.

A little sigh plays from the little bot’s speakers as his digital eyes shift elsewhere.

“ The information you seek is, like, confidential, dude! ”

“ Whuh—not only are you keeping secrets from your father, but you would even ‘dude’ your own father?! Poppycock! ”

Frustrated, Donnie throws his hands in the air, eyes fixated on the display screen. Error sounds growled through the computer’s speakers each time his program attempted to break through its encryption.

Just who could write an encryption code that could thwart even Donnie?

“ It just makes no sense. As not only your father but also creator, I should have complete access to any and all of your databases. Is this a rebellious development, update 1.2?! ”

Shelldon rolls over, groaning out in annoyance. He couldn’t just flat-out tell him, “ oh papà! you mustn’t worry, i am only hiding the identity of a certain vigilante you’ve yet to encounter! “, no, no, that would be absurd.

That would be a betrayal to you, Donnie’s kindhearted significant other who just couldn’t stand for the Purple Dragons’ treatment towards your dearest darling dear. I mean, what partner would stand on the sidelines as a measly cheerleader in the face of someone daring to disrespect YOUR boyfriend? Quite literally the smartest man alive (probably)?

It didn’t help your case that you were pretty powerless, aside from some scrounged-up determination, a pinch of courage, and a heavy dosage of computer expertise. Nothing up to par with Donnie, but it was remarkable by human’s standards. Combine that with the help of a sentient robot named Shelldon, and you were a force to stand on equal footing with that malicious group of super-nerd-punks.

Watching Donnie writhe with frustration, Shelldon can’t help but hope his walls were stronger than his father’s.

“ Maybe it’s nothing to worry about, bro, let’s just—“

“ Nothing to worry about—/nothing to worry about/— oh, it’s nothing to worry about, he says! “

A ding resonating from Shelldon draws Donnie’s attention for a second. His frustration churns, flashing into curiosity. It seems as though some sort of distress message has came through, but with a chime unlike what he’s programmed. Donnie drops his head with a laughter akin to a parent reaching their breaking point.

“ Oh-ho-ho, dear son of mine, ”

Mouth open, ready to retort with a snarky tone, Donnie raises his head up but holds his tongue at the sight.

An uncharacteristic silence blankets the robot-boy. Shelldon’s eyes begin to flicker until they beam with deep, velvety-purple hue.

Donnie flinches, shielding his eyes from the bright LEDs as he pointed and snapped his fingers.

“ AH-HAH! See, I knew it. This IS a problem! ”

Shelldon rises to his feet and turns robotically before then breaking into a brisk sprint. The cord plugged into him snatches the laptop a few feet before it ultimately yanks from Shelldon’s socket. Before Donnie could call him to return, his son shifts to quite literally propelling himself out of the lair from the rocket launchers in his feet.

Coughing and waving away the residual smoke, Donnie squints at Shelldon’s rapidly disappearing silhouette. He groans exasperatedly as his hands pull at nonexistent hair.

“ Damn it, I knew he wasn’t old enough to have those installed, Shelldon!! ”

Grabbing his tech-bo, Donnie wasted no time in following right after him.

——-

While your poor partner-in-crime found himself under his father’s interrogation, you are none-the-wiser as your fingers skirt across a keyboard. Your purple gloves whir quietly as they accelerate the computer’s performance—the faster you get out, the better. The display’s light shone on your outfit, one befitting a vigilante’s need for secrecy. Your hair was held back by a bandana while your face was obscured by a half-mask from the bridge of your nose to your jaw. A pair of glasses rested upon it with a little purple ‘ D ‘ logo in the corner.

A long sleeve turtle neck covered your arms and torso with angular purple lines following the underside of your arms and down your sides, tucked into a pair of sweatpants with a drawstring waist. The pants tucked into a sturdy pair of boots, all matching with black and purple. If the light caught you in the right way though, then the faintest detail of smaller purple embellishment akin to the lines running along a modem board would shimmer.

That was a detail you were most proud of, albeit purely cosmetic.

But never mind that, you manage to squirrel your way into a hub room of sorts with large metal cabinets filled to the brim with wirings, likely powering the entire lair. The floor occasionally lit up with the rush of purple LED lights pulsing through thin indents on the floor. You didn’t know what information they carried or to where, but that was not your current concern.

“ Alright, Dragons, what are you looking for with the OKE YX23 system’s blueprints… ”

You whisper to yourself. As streams of data rapidly scroll across the screens, you soak it all up through a pair of modified glasses. They accelerate your comprehension and store databases chock full of what you saw in seconds. It was a neat gadget born of your own genius, albeit with just a bit of help from your beloved Donnie.

“ Supersuits? Why super… ”

Squinting, you slow your feverish typing pace and pinch your fingers on the projected hologram to zoom in and section off a few documents. Blueprints upon blueprints flood your senses, designs for all types of suits, each fully equipped for specific situations calling for varying levels of strength, agility, dexterity, and more. A few documents even detail their uses, discussing ideal fantasies of potential war use.

“ No… No way! This is.. I have to send all this data over to Shelldon. ”

Removing your glasses, you tap the shell icon at the top corner of the left lens to send it all to your partner in crime, Shelldon. As a low chime resonates from the glasses, confirming a successful message delivered, you stare at the purple D logo. Your thumb strokes it fondly as you purse your lips in contemplation.

“ Once I’m done with these dragons, maybe… Maybe it’s time to tell him who I am.. ”

You idle for a moment, your free hand balling in and out of a fist beside you. Wracking your head for answers, your thumb began to stroke the pad of your folded index finger as a sort of grounding measure.

“ … For now, I’ll put a pin in that, I need to figure out how to get out of here. ”

As you shift away from the computer to head out, a loud clanging of the door being forced shut in front of you was enough to set off alarms in your head. Paling, you click your boot’s heel against the cold metal floor a few times. There, you had planted one of your small gadgets to allow quick and easy hacking. It was an attempt to connect and override the system to get the door open, but as you’re met with nothing save for the soft thuds of your foot, a heavy pressure weighs on your chest.

They must have found you out. How long have they known you were here?

Goosebumps scurry along your arm as you look over your shoulder for the compressed hiss of doors mechanically sliding open. Previously hidden doors pulled apart to reveal a hidden hallway and a bot stepping through, its digital gaze settled on you while its heavy footfalls shook the room.

“ Ohhhh noooo… ”

Dragging out the syllables, the blueprints you just saw on the screen were currently whirring to life before you. At the sound of a grating, familiar cackle playing through the contraption’s speakers, your blood chills.

Not good.

“ Looks like a rat slipped through the cracks. ”

You could recognize her voice anywhere. What’s your escape route now? Have they closed all of them off? God, you did not prepare for a fight today—that was NOT on the itinerary!

“ Perfect opportunity to see what these puppies can do though. ”

Fully facing the super-suit occupied by Kendra, you take a hesitant step back as your eyes scan the room. They land on a rather ordinary looking door on your far left, equidistant to you both. The chance to get some distance is all too tempting.

Unfortunately, just as your foot raises to break into a bolt, an “ ah, ah, ah~ ” taunts through the mech’s speaker as it sends a projectile whisking past you with a high pitched pachoo! The object sparks against the wall it strikes and ignites instantly. You can’t help the spike in fear shooting through you internally as the blast destroys part of the room and sends debris flying.

With barely a chance to gather your bearings, your gaze raises helplessly as the bulky suit Kendra was operating closed the gap between you both and slammed a heavy fist towards you. It strikes the ground with a heavy THUMP, leaving a dent that was barely off enough to feel comfortable. You raise your hand to the purple logo on your glasses that sends an S.O.S. distress call to your man-in-the-chair, Shelldon.

Scrambling to get away, you lunge towards one of the wire-filled cabinets palms-first in an attempt to hack and utilize some to your advantage. Before your program fully engaged, you’re yanked away full-force and sent skidding across the floor. In your peripheral you notice two more of these suits enter the room. This is hardly the time to get distracted, you scold yourself, glancing back to Kendra in a nick of time.

“ Shit, shit, shit, shit!! ”

You scream, narrowly dodging a shrapnel of metal whisking past your ducked head and embedding itself into the opposite wall.

“ ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! ”

Through a dramatic display of physical prowess, you screech and lunge every which way to avoid each zipping attack the bot sends towards you. To make matters worse, two more robotic suits emerge from behind the first.

“ That could’ve killed me, you runts! ”

Glaring, you turn your gaze to the maniacally laughing trio of super-nerds, donning what appeared to be the exact same super suits in the documents, all said to be powered by an all-too-powerful AI-chip. The suits’ reflexes are swift n’clean, ran by a superior digital brain that seems to be predicting all your movements even before you know them. In any other circumstances, you would have marveled in their presence.

However, right now it serves as too-great of a foe for you alone. In a pathetic display to keep up, you try to stand your ground against the super suits in a recipe of chaos that ends with you cornered and exhausted.

“ Now, now, Violet Virus,”

The leader, Kendra, steps towards you in a suit designed for strength. It’s bulky, intimidating, and an overall pain. You almost wonder if sheer artillery built into that suit was enough to single-handedly replace an entire army.

Behind her stood Jeremy in a suit built for speed—it’s racing LEDs left you dizzy if you stared too long and was designed to reach speeds fast enough that the residual shock alone might be enough to give your eardrums a hell of a jolt. Its fit was slim and sharp, fitting for the purpose.

Last is Jason, who..

Well..

He didn’t have some flashy suit for some reason.

Honestly, it seems more like just a prop suit. You didn’t even know if it did anything—to be frank, it kind of looked like they picked it up at Spirit Halloween.

“ You’ve got guts, I’ll give you that. ”

Kendra’s suit thuds towards you, crouching in front of you. Her robotic hand reaches out to grip your chin between the thumb and index.

“ But that’s all I’ll give you. “

You’re starting to get antsy, mentally begging Shelldon to hurry up in helping you out of this ordeal. In the mean time, you muster the meanest glare, peering through the visual retinas of the machine. The speaker picks up her low scoff.

“ Well, maybe I should reward our little idiot for that signal to our friend,Othello von Ryan. ”

The boys behind her share a laugh in response.

“ … Who? ”

Confused, you yank from her grip, teeth bared in disgust. As powerless as you are to super-suits, an idiot was no where near appropriate to describe you. In fact, to say you were a vigilante with nothing but your boyfriend’s robot under your belt was a lie.

See, your outfit was littered with all types of covert gadgets. This included a pair of gloves and boots to match with dull, illuminated swirls under the pads of your fingers and heels of your feet. Within those swirling pools of light happened to be lie dozens of little terminals awaiting for your command to reshape and hack into any dormant or idle appliances and tech within range.

Pinned to the ground in a sitting position, your hands laid palms down on either side of your body and feet flat to carry out the rest of this operation. So long as they keep their focus on you, they will be completely blind-sided by your retaliation. Inaudible over the commotion, a low groan of circuitry in the walls bowed as your programs seep into their systems.

“ I don’t know who that is, but you’re crazy if you think this battle is in any of your favors! ”

You growled out as the ceilings cave from serpentine cables raining sparks haphazardly. Your program had sent a sort of “ suicidal-sentience ” command through nearby wires that influenced them to rip apart and focus an assault on the super-suits.

Kendra growls in annoyance as metal panels from above knock her to the ground. The limbs of her robotic suit are then coiled up by the snake-like wires. She turns to see a similar fate befalling Jason.

But not Jeremy.

“ Oh, but it is in my favor. ”

Kendra cocked her head in Jeremy’s direction, grinning with an energy that sent shivers down your spine. His suit was equipped with speeds your program couldn’t fathom keeping up with, and as his suit whipped to your side before you could try to run, you were struck and pinned flat against the floor.

“ That was a clever yet feeble attempt. See, we know all about your assets. ”

Kendra recovers quick as she moves her suit to rip the cables off her.

“ … What assets!?”

You kick your legs, trying to get free. Just how much do they know? What do they know? What or which assets could they mean? You hold your tongue in fear of spilling information to potential bluff.

Amidst your confusion, Kendra doesn’t seem too impressed. She might have burst a fuse if not for Jeremy clearing his throat and intervening.

“ What she means, Violet Virus, is we intercepted your help signal. ”

The hair on the back of your neck rose up.

That explains the lack of indication from Shelldon that he received your signal. Your expression sours with worry. What use did they have with him? And wait, Othello von Ryan—

“ You didn’t honestly think you could serve any sort of threat to us, right? Had you even considered that we—practical GENIUSES of the modern technological age—may not have planned to stop at these suits? ”

—Wasn’t that one of Donnie’s aliases?

Kendra roughly shoves Jeremy aside as she crouches back down to eye-level with you. In this moment, you begin to entertain the thought that maybe, just maybe—

“ Your naïveté is sickeningly cute, Vivi, this wasn’t our goal. ”

—you might have bitten off more than you can chew.

You opened your mouth to speak, but no sound came out. Panic was washing over you.

With ice coursing through your veins, you thought about calling Donnie. Maybe if you confess everything about being Violet Virus, he’ll come help?

Or, would he be mad that you kept such a secret and did something so reckless by yourself? A heat wells up in your chest, igniting a fight with the chills. Flashes of hot and cold ran over you as the pieces fell into place.

How long have they known you were working with Shelldon?

Did they let you sneak in this far?

Were you just a stepping stone to get Shelldon?

…

Do they know your identity?

Your mouth dries at that notion. You need to hurry and turn these tides, but before you could put any plan forth, the wall beside you crumbles as a familiar short stature burst through.

The little robot gave heavy thuds as his feet rose and fell against the floor without any personality.

How did everything go so wrong?

“ Shelldon? “

Tone low, hardly loud enough to even be a whisper, you stared wide-eyed at a robot without a twinge of the boy you knew.

“ Shelldon’s not his name anymore, Violet Virus. ”

Kendra’s suit rises above you then moves to tower beside Shelldon. She raises her mechanical hand and rests it firmly on his shoulder.

“ This is Pulverizer now! ”

A series of “ no’s ” fall from your lips as you scramble to your feet and close the gap between you and Shelldon. Your hands tremble around him, unsure where to rest while Kendra breaks down in laughter beside you both.

You could see the computing of some program flickering behind Shelldon’s eyes, indicated some software actively downloading. He remained unfazed by your presence.

“ Shelldon, no, no, no, what are they doing to you?! I have to get you out of here, I’m so—“

“ Pulverizer, engage combat program ZG.09X, ”

Kendra interjects, barking some sort of command. You glance to her then back to Shelldon, baffled as he seems to respond only to that and not any of your efforts. Your eyes widen as his arm begins reeling back.

“ What did they do to y—“

A quick thwack interrupts you as Shelldon socks you across the jaw with a force so heavy it sends you to the floor a few feet. The hit cracked and crumbled part of your mask as bits of it sprinkle the path from Shelldon to where you’d landed. Your glasses had been slightly bent from your head knocking against the floor. The pain throbs through your skull, ebbing from the cheek your hand rose to caress in disbelief.

“ D-Donnie.. ”

As you stared at Shelldon thunking towards you, you couldn’t help but tremble and wish you weren’t alone. This was too much for you, and you found yourself imagining what it would have been like if you had teamed up with Donnie in the beginning instead of being a solo-hero.

Shelldon reels his arm back again, and you raise yours in a feeble attempt to shield yourself.

Shutting your eyes tight, you brace for the impact.

“ SHELLDON, PROTOCOL BOGEY-DOWN 61E9 ACTIVATE! ”

“ What—!? ”

Kendra whips her head around towards the same entrance Shelldon initially created.

You stare wide eyed as your boyfriend bursts in and shouts a command to Shelldon. His dramatic entrance is punctuated by him riding his tech-bo like a hoverboard.

Donnie jumps off, landing straight into Kendra’s mech with enough force to topple it over. He casts a glance in your direction, squints with suspicion, but then turns back to Kendra.

“ I knew it—SEE, I knew it! ”

The purple-banded turtle paces in front of the dazed Kendra, throwing his hands up in frustration. He stops to point back and forth between Shelldon and the rest of the Purple Dragons.

“ Who else could be meddling with MY son’s database but this group of wannabes! “

“ W-Wannabes? Othello von Ryan, this is whe.. damn.. ”

Winded, Kendra takes a pause to catch her breath. Jason tries to come and help her up but gets swatted away immediately. Angrily, she huffs and operates the suit to shove itself back onto its feet.

“ Get AWAY from me, Jase, UGH! Othello Von Ryan, prepare to be defeated by our revenge! Pulverizer, engage combat program ZG.734! ”

She cackles maniacally, jabbing a finger in Donnie’s direction. When Shelldon doesn’t move, the speaker goes quiet for a few beats.

Then, it starts playing a bunch of loud clanks, likely from Kendra frustratedly hitting things inside the suit.

Donnie, however, glances at Shelldon then back at Kendra and stomps his foot. He points an accusatory finger in her direction.

“ Oh by Galileo, if you lot did anything nefarious to Shelldon’s programming, so help me! ”

Sheldon’s fist wavers a few inches from you as different lines of code scroll past his eyes, registering the command Donnie called out. After hearing Kendra’s command, the lines of code began rapidly switching direction until a click resounds. He blinks a few times then looks down at you.

“ No! Damn it, what happened!? ”

Kendra pummels the ground enough times to leave a hefty dent.

Donnie scoffs at her, crouching to stare into the visual receptors of the mech-suit.

“ I see you did not consider I may have created an anti-dragons program with the idea that you would want to control my tech again, did you? ”

As Shelldon came back to his senses, he glanced every which way in confusion. One second he was being interrogated, the next..

“ Your distress signal! Y/—I mean, Violet Virus, bro, what’s the haps? How’d I get here? Ohh, Donnie’s gonna be so pissed at me, dude, he almost found out ab—“

You gawk at Shelldon’s loud voice, shushing him loudly. Whispering, you quickly scold him.

“ Shelldon! We can discuss it later, but right now we need to get out of h—“

As you gesture to leave, you are instead met with Donnie being sent flying straight into you. Your foreheads collide as you’re sent back against the ground with him dazed over you.

“ Technologically advanced mecha suits is an upgrade from our last encounter, I’ll give you that! ”

One of Donnie’s hands rests beside your head while the other holds his forehead, rubbing where you both collided. He groans in pain.

Similarly, you hold both hands against your forehead and writhe dramatically beneath Donnie at the pain echoing from not just your lower jaw where Shelldon struck you, but your forehead too now.

“ Ow, ow, oww! Donnie, that… that.. hurt.. ”

Your voice peters off as you look up at him. The fear was already beginning to melt away as your eyes scan across his face. He had such an uncanny habit of coming when you called, and this situation was no different. As relief washes over you, you forget yourself for a second and reach to give him a kiss. You’re just so lucky to have someone so dependable as him, even in situations where he didn’t mean it. You vow to tell him everything after this.

As your hands cup the sides of his face, Donnie opens his eyes to see you leaning in.

“ Whoa—HEY? ”

Mechanical limbs splay out of his shell and quickly put distance between you and him, stirring a squeak of surprise from you as he stares at you bewildered.

“ I don’t know you! This is a complete violation of personal space and my individual rights! ”

He shouts in disbelief, covering himself like a woman caught naked.

… Oh..

Oh yeah.

Your face flushes with embarrassment instantly. Right now you aren’t Donnie’s girlfriend, but rather Violet Virus. You stand up, ready to explain yourself, only to be immediately knocked back down to your knees as an explosion from another one of Kendra’s projectiles goes off behind you. Donnie’s attention shifts from you to the Purple Dragons.

“ What sort of looney tries to kiss stranger during combat, he exclaims in disbelief! ”

Donnie vents aloud as he twirls his tech-bo around his body. Generating enough speed from the action, he then lunges towards Kendra. Right before he strikes, his index taps a button on the shaft of the swirling bo. Its speed increases as the tip shifts into a hammer-like shape and propels like a rocket to clock Kendra’s super-suit mech across the face. The strike is heavy enough that the robot’s head twists and twists the wrong direction until it pops clean off.

“ No, it’s not like that—and don’t call me a looney! Just, you know me! ”

“ No I don’t! The nerve of some people. I feel the need to add I am a happily taken man! “

You stumble over your words as you try to explain yourself. Slamming your palms against the floor, you inject another offensive virus into the room’s system as your glasses accelerate your visual capacities to keep up with Jeremy’s suit. Just as the program goes into effect, you’re pulled back as Jason’s arm catches your neck in his elbow.

He pulls you back, choking you as the program sets loose through the wires held in the cabinet. The cables surge out and land upon Jeremy’s suit, connecting to ports and lighting it up with enough power to overload and shut down the entire contraption. He gets lit up like a Christmas tree for a second before the suit slams into the ground non-responsive.

You hear a low ‘ damn it! ‘ from inside his suit.

Kicking your feet to try and be free from Jason’s grip, you’re let go only after Shelldon lands one of his heavy, rocket-powered punches to send the boy across the room. Even though he’s an enemy, you wince sympathetically at how much that must’ve hurt.

“ Thanks Shelldon.. ”

You murmur, rubbing your neck. Shelldon beams with pride towards you until Donnie steps between you both. His mechanical spider limbs shooting out once more to make some distance between you two.

" I’d appreciate you not fraternizing with the enemy, Shelldon. ”

He steps away from you and closer to Shelldon.

“ But Donnie, Violet Virus isn’t the enemy! ”

“ Yeah, I’m not an enemy, Donnie, just listen to me for a second! ”

“ Firstly, Shelldon, you’re on a friendly name basis with this fiend?! And secondly, Violet Virus, how do you know who I am? Does my reputation exceed me, I wonder? ”

He pauses for a moment to think to himself, likely basking in the idea of his popularity reaching farther, then shakes away the thought. Donnie takes a few steps closer to you with an intimidating air.

“ This is no good, no, no. Violet Virus, might it have been you who— Hold on. ”

As his gaze fixates on your glasses, you sharply suck in a breath by accident. Coughing, everything you wanted to say caught up too quick for even a single word to slip out. You needed to tell him! What will he think, that you’re a thief?

“ Wait—“

“ How do you have that, that’s.. Wait. ”

He crosses his arms, tapping his index against his bicep as he circles around you. Donnie stops in front of you, hums something mid-thought, then cracks a smile.

“ Ah, I get it now. How clever you are, my dear. ”

“ What? ”

You hesitate as he closes the gap between you both. His face softens as his hands make quick work of sliding your broken mask off. Without needing to explain a word, it seems he made quick work of who you were.

“ So this is what you’ve been up to.. Why? ”

His hand caresses your cheek.

“ I… Wanted to get back at the Purple Dragons—for you.. ”

Donnie cracks a bigger grin and chuckles, leaning a bit to plant a chaste kiss on your lips.

“ We can discuss this when we get home, then. ”

[kizzer55555]

Chaotic Main 4 as Creatures

Ok so recently I’ve been obsessed with this show called Chaotic which is like a card game come to life and the main characters each have a different tribe they like. And I’ve seen art of what it would look like if they became a creature from their respective tribes and got inspired to try it for myself.

Actually I was inspired to create a fanfic which was inspired by ‘Transcending Perim’ By: ChaoticCommander. So my idea is that Tom, Kaz, Sarah, and Peyton end up having their coded selves dying at the exact moment they were trying to leave, connecting them to their earth selves, and this happens at the exact moment a powerful surge of energy appears from the Cothica which the main 4 we’re trying to see in person and got caught in the blast. This then merged their coded self with their earth self and after being affected by the energy of the Cothica, transformed them into members of their tribe. A side effect is that it wiped the memory of everyone who knew them previously except those in chaotic. However, the creatures they knew beforehand would know something was missing. Felt that someone was missing but couldn’t figure out who. (And I’m debating if it was Klay’s fault their coded selves died). If they know someone really well though or spend a lot of time with them after being transformed, the creature they knew can regain their memories. This would also be really early in the series so they might not know Maxxor and Chaor as well or maybe they do but just don’t have much opportunities to meet and it’s painful for them to see their friends and not have them know who they are. I’m also debating what would happen to their earth selves, if they would just die, be in a coma, or disappear and be forgotten. And so they only have each other to rely on at the moment since they weren’t really close to others in Chaotic (and I believe that while Peyton might be friendly, he only really hangs out with the main 4) and a strange music in the back of their heads which kinda guides them and acts like a sentient entity only they can hear. It’s always there too, no matter what they do but only they can hear it. Because the Cothica saved them for a reason, knowing the M’arillians would invade soon. (None of this will make sense unless you watch the show). So yeah, that was my fanfic idea that I will probably never write but it compelled me to make fanart for it. Or maybe I needed to make fanart and then created an entire story behind it? Not really sure which came first.

This is Sarah AKA Seraphim (they either choose a new name or someone scans them and they see that their names have changed. A blessing from the Cothica.)

Tribe: Danian

This was actually inspired by this amazing art by HosekiDragon on devianart. It’s actually what inspired me to make art of all the main 4 as creatures. I would see art of them and have a basic idea of what they might look like but no matter what I saw, Sarah just never looked right until I saw this one picture and HosekiDragon’s Saraphim was so beautiful that I had to make my own version of it. The name is also what inspired me to make creature names of all the main 4 that include their actual names. The art also inspired Kaz’s design a little with the hair and tail but otherwise, that’s mostly what I imagined him as.

For Sarah, I imagine her as kind of a combination between a spider and a bee. She’s pretty similar in personality in being very headstrong and taking command but also deeply caring for her friends. As a female Danian, and being considered very beautiful, the Danians that see her basically treat her as royalty. (I have a headcannon that Danian parasites only work on males since the only females we see are the queen and princess and apparently, Larrina is an Overworlder, not a Danian.) so the Danains treat her as something almost holy which Sarah would love normally…if it didn’t have the side effect of them attacking Kaz, Tom, and Peyton for getting too close. Which makes Sarah annoyed. (She lost her home, her family (even if they didn’t get along) and she was NOT about to loose her boys too). Wamma is the only exception and even he doesn’t know why he doesn’t treat Sarah as something holy or why he doesn’t see the others as a threat to her. But he does have a strong urge to protect her.

Sarah is capable of flight, spinning this super strong silk from spinnerets in her wrists (which is what the main 4 made their clothes out of. Sarah being the exception because her exoskeleton already acts as both clothing and armor. Which is lucky because when they transformed, that did not include clothing.) and Sarah is very good at making tunnels, climbing or moving quickly in her new form. She is used to a Danian’s body from the dromes so it was pretty easy for her to adjust. It was just uncomfortable at night to find a good sleeping position.

Peyton AKA Peytonic

Tribe: Mipedian

Peyton’s form was both easy and hard. I definitely had the most fun on it though. I saw this fanart once where he was an ankylosaur and I’ve had that in my mind ever since. I just thought it was fitting. But at the same time, I felt his snout could be a bit longer like all Mipedians. So I did that but made it kinda square. I just felt that fit Peyton more. I also adjusted his coloring to be a bit more greenish like his clothes. I did take the robe idea from HosekiDragon’s art though. I thought it was cool. Then I looked for other lizard creatures and found one with the stripes and I was just in love so I added those. He kinda resembles an iguana and I kinda like that look. Or maybe that’s just me who sees it. Overall, I just love how he turned out.

Peyton was probbaly the most affected by the transition to Perim as creatures. Peyton spent most of his time In Perim and Chaotic though because lots of people in the real world thought he was weird. He made friends with the creatures who didn’t mind his weirdness and the players only cared about how well he did in the dromes. This made Peyton a lot more outgoing and friendly. So it hurt that his Mipedian friends have no idea who he was and that the chaotic players don’t seem to care that he hasn’t played in a while. Being in Perim wasn’t the problem, it was being there and not being able to talk to his friends that hurt him. While with the other main 4, he’s still his outgoing and friendly self. Practically loving his new body. But he avoids cities and other creatures because Peyton just can’t bear seeing them and having his friends have no idea who he is.

If they do run into creatures, he kinda closes himself off and lets the others do the talking. If he’s forced to speak, he tries to act like his normal self and pretend nothing’s wrong. Although his smile is strained if it’s someone he knew. He’s fine if it’s a creature he’s never met before.

As for his new form, Peyton is probbaly the most well adjusted to actually living in Perim. He spent most of his time there anyways. And he is loving his invisibility. He is also their expert on anything edible because Peyton, being Peyton, decided that a good use for the beta dromes is to taste everything in every location he’s been to that looks slightly edible. If it’s poisonous, then he can’t die in the dromes anyways. So Peyton tells them what is safe to eat and even knows some cool recipes. He also does some hunting with the others (they try very hard to pretend it’s just like a drome battle. It takes a while before Kaz or Tom can go through with a kill though. Even if they need it and it’s just animals). Peyton also doesn’t struggle to adjusting to his new form. He’s battled as Mipedians, exercised as them, played as them, slept as them. He’s explored every location and everything they could do so he’s right at home.

His abilities consist of normal Mipedian abilities. Strong scales like armor, claws, strong jaws, invisibility. Keen senses. And Peyton is a bit stronger than the normal Mipedian. He’s kinda the muscle in the main 4. He also does not act like a normal Mipedian warrior. Much more laid back and go with the flow. Which works for him in battle, especially with being unexpected. His body is too big and spiky for normal clothes so he just wears a robe. It allows much more maneuverability without getting torn. Peyton also has these extra hard scales down his back. He likes to curl up into a ball and roll into opponents. He finds it fun. His enemies? Not so much.

Kaz AKA Kazmodeus

Tribe: Underworlder

Every version of Kaz I have ever seen has him with orange skin. And I agree, it looks good. But I never liked the combination of orange hair with orange skin. So it never really clicked for me. I was never really attached to his art. Then I saw how HosekiDragon used black hair and I just loved that. But when I saw it trailing down his back, I imagined that it kind of looked like fire so I thought, what if Kaz actually had fire hair? But I didn’t think having just normal fire hair would be very practical so what if, it was normal hair that could become fire? I already imagined Kaz with a tail and wings so with orange skin, he kinda looks like Takinom. (And while that might have interesting consequences if Takinom feels like she knows him but can’t quite remember, I will store that plot bunny deep in the recesses of my mind). I also never really liked Kaz with horns. I get why they were added as usually it’s a reference to looking like Chaor but they just never clicked for me. On the other hand, I was determined to give Kaz his hair streak thingies. And then I had an idea. I gave Kaz a crest on his forehead that resembles the yellow hair streaks. I bet if you just glance over the drawing, you might mistake it as the hair streaks. But this way, it’s not affected by the fire hair. And I just think it looks cool. I made his clothes more practical with having an open back for his wings. And I made them a similar color to his normal clothes. Also, I regret to inform you, I took away his glasses. It took forever to find his actual eye color but yes, it is brown. I just feel like the Cothica would cure Kaz of bad eyesight if it changed his entire body.

Kaz’s form is pretty similar to Takinom so he adjusts pretty fast to having wings (except at night where he faces the same problem as Sarah). He loves flying and definitely makes use of it. Often getting an aerial view of their surroundings. The only thing Kaz struggles with, is his hair. It lights on fire. And that would be fine if it only did so when he wanted it too (which he can do). But it also lights on fire based on his emotions. If he’s angry, excited, scared. Any high emotion and his hair lights up. Which is bad when they are in a place like a forest. Kaz is pretty creative so he’s the one who actually makes their clothes using Sarah’s silk. Or even making traps around their campsites. For a while, they just keep moving since most places belong to the territory of one tribe and as they each look like they are from a different tribe, the others aren’t safe there. They refuse to split up and go to their separate tribes. They don’t want to loose the only normal thing they have left. They don’t want to see friends who will have no idea who they are (if they even let them into the cities. Being unknown creatures). And they definitely don’t want to risk fighting eachother. So they stick together and they keep moving.

Kaz is the designated campfire. If they need to cook meet, or boil water, or even forge something (Peyton took a shop class so when they find metal, he can forge them into tools, belts, clothing, or even armor if they want) they just walk over to Kaz and hold it over his tail. Despite his grumbles, Kaz doesn’t actually mind since he knows this is the safest option and doesn’t leave evidence of a campfire for other creatures to find. Or make smoke. He’s very useful on cold nights. Sometimes he’s also the designated flashlight.

Kaz misses his mom so much. But she’s the only one he actually misses. All his friends are in Perim with him. Everyone at school thinks he’s a freak. And Underworld players aren’t really popular in chaotic. And he isn’t popular with other Underworld players because of his friendship with Tom, Sarah, and Peyton. He does miss H’earring though (eventually H’earring gets his memory back and helps Kaz but the first time they met, it was like getting punched in the gut for Kaz knowing his friend didn’t know who he was and is why the others don’t want to risk meeting their creature friends for fear of the same thing happening.) The music from the Cothica helps sooth his nerves.

Kaz’s abilities consist of flight, fire attacks, being fire proof (he discovered this when he fell in lava and it was like a warm bath. Still scary though), spikes on his tail for harder hits, and being very maneuverable.

Tom AKA Tomahawk

Tribe: Overworlder

Tom’s name was the hardest out of everything. The others were pretty easy. I immediately named Kaz Kazmodeus as a play on a demon’s name. Peytonic was Peyton’s game ID and it just fit. Saraphim was a name on a different art but I loved it so much I had to use it. But Tom….Tom….do you have any idea how few names start with Tom in it? Or at least not the ones I want. I literally looked up every word that has Tom in it and most had it somewhere in the middle (Like Atomic) and while it was surprising to see how many names actually had Tom, every other character started with their name so I need to have one start with Tom. So I read through a…lot of words. (I was very tempted to call him Tomcat but instead, I shall have Kaz call him that to tease him). Eventually found Tomahawk which is basically a small axe or weapon used by Native Americans and I thought that fit perfectly. A weapon is strong, durable, and I just think it fits Tom’s personality. Especially since it’s a native American weapon and fits Tom’s current image.

Before anyone says anything. Yes, this is inspired by the Navi tribe from Avatar. No, I do not regret this decision. I know that everyone always draws Tom as being the same species as Maxxor, with green skin. And while I think that’s cool, I once saw this art of Tom with blue skin and elf like ears and have never been able to see him as anything other than a blue tiger ever since. I blame the fact that Intress is close friends with Maxxor. And the fact that most Overworlders are some type of animal. But Anyways, YES! AVATAR! I saw Tom with blue skin and saw him as a tiger and had to put them together. While there are many similarities between Tom and the Navi, there are some differences too. For example, Tom is covered in a thin layer of fur just like a normal tiger. It’s not just skin. (Kaz thinks he is a very fluffy kitty). His front is kinda pale blue, almost white, both on his chest and face. Kinda like Intress. His ears are like the Navi in which they are more elf like but can swivel around like cat ears. He also has retractable claws on his hands and feet. So while his paws can feel extremely soft without nails, he can call upon them for hunting, climbing, or any other reason. His feet are also more catlike. His tail is also prehensile and can be used to grab things. He often uses it for climbing by holding onto other branches. And yes, he can hang from his tail if he really wanted.

As for his hair. I was inspired by the Navi’s Queue (no idea if I spelled that right). The nerve cord thing on the back of their head. It has two functions. It’s prehensile, and it can channel electricity like an electrical whip. Basically, for Tom, it’s like a second tail. Only, a tail with a mind of it’s own. It grabs onto anything and everything within reach whether Tom wants it to or not. While his body is very similar to Intress, he’s never turned into a creature with a prehensile nerve cord in the back of his head while he was in the dromes. He doesn’t even know of a creature that has one. So while controlling one extra limb is easy as he has had acess to intress’s muscle memory, the nerve chord is a different story. It can grab things and Tom might not notice until he has to pry it out of the cord at the end of the day (or scold Kaz who likes to hold objects in front of the chord knowing it will grab them and then seeing how long before Tom notices) or it will grab objects like tree branches still attached to the trees and Tom will get yanked back when he tries to walk forward. Eventually he realizes that relaxing the limb releases things and once he gets the hang of it, starts being able to climb super fast and can eventually hold on with just the chord and tail while his hands are doing something else. Like drawing a bow and arrow. (But it will be a while before that happens).

The hardest thing about the nerve chord, is the hair. It’s like a horse’s tail (which Kaz mocks is like a literal ponytail.) Tom basically has his normal short hair, and then he has hair growing along the cord. If it remains still, it just looks like a ponytail, but because it’s constantly grabbing stuff whether on accident or even once Tom gets control of it, the hair gets tangled in everything. The problem though is that the hair is insanely tough. If something has to give, the branch/stone it’s attached to or the hair, the object always gives first so Tom always has to physically untangle stuff instead of cutting it out. They tried to cut the hair and it’s like wire. Super soft but unbreakable wire. They managed to cut it once after using some powers and the part that exposed the chord hurt so much. It’s like when you have a cavity exposed to the elements. Basically, the nerve chord is sensitive because of it’s ability to channel electricity. The hair acts as both a conductor to channel the lighting through it (again, like wire) and also protection. It’s soft against the actual nerve chord but acts like a barrier against whatever the nerve chord touches and just the elements in general. It’s basically like armor (if someone were to cut it with a knife, the knife is more likely to break or be damaged. They know, they tried it when they first started trying to cut Tom’s hair). So since they can’t cut it, (both from difficulty and because it is needed protection) Kaz has an idea from an old Disney movie called Tangled and they just braid his hair instead. That way, the hair doesn’t get caught in stuff.

Sarah becomes obsessed with this. She can’t do her own hair because it’s hard to reach with all her armor. Kaz’s hair is too short (even if it wasn’t, all decorations would just burn up when he got excited), and Peyton doesn’t have hair. So she basically uses Tom as a glorified Barbie doll by decorating his hair with all kinds of beads, feathers, and braids. Tom just kinda lets it happens for 2 reasons. One, because it makes her feel better and they need all the stress relief they can get, and Two, because you can’t really say no to Sarah when she makes her mind up about something.

Tom is kinda similar to Kaz when it comes to being in Perim. His parents are hardly ever home but he still cares about them and misses them. On the other hand, all his real friends are right there with him. However, he can’t face Maxxor. He might run into Bodal who doesn’t know him and that would be hard enough. (It would be fun if later, Bodal hates not knowing something so investigates why this creature felt familiar and recovers his memories when Tom wasn’t there). But Tom cannot face Maxxor. However, he does spend time with other Overworld creatures and even creatures of other tribes. So they gain back their memories of Tom back pretty quickly (whether or not he’s there for it is the question). Especially since he doesn’t avoid them like Peyton does his friends. I think Smildon might be next. Anyways, Tom is struggling but he tries to put on a brave face for the others. As for his abilities, he basically can do anything Intress can do. He’s very stealthy, agile, has strong senses (although his sense of smell sometimes backfires on him). And he also is very fast and can use electric attacks. Kinda like a lightning tiger. Many people mistake his braid for hair and get a nasty shock if they try to grab it or have Tom’s hands pinned and think that’s the end. He is incredibly good at battles. He was one of the best chaotic players and Intress was someone he played almost as much as Maxxor. Tangeth Toborn too and he was also very catlike. So Tom could take on multiple opponents at once and still win (like he did against Codemaster Hotek).

Eventually, Tom learns two new skills. One is archery which he might have dabbled in before or one of the other main four did, or he finds a new teacher (I don’t know but I really like the idea of Tom with a bow). And the second is that he learns how to be a caretaker. The main 4 might stay with Garv for a bit (either before or after they help Smildon at Prexor Chasm) and Tom and Peyton take an interest in how Garv does stuff. With the Cothica’s music guiding them on what plant or ingredients to use for different potions, Garv thinks they are naturals. This leads to them being very valuable later when the M’arillians attack as they are able to undo the pollution to the various Locations around Perim. (And I headcannon that the reason they were polluted is that the M’arillians brainwashed the caretakers with their mind control). I’m also making it so that the main 4 are immune to the M’arillian’s mind control. Every time the M’arillians try, the Cothica’s music starts screaming which basically drowns everything out.

[digimonirl]

Digimon biology is absolutely fascinating, with individuals being able to evolve and adapt constantly to give them the best chance at survival. But this ability to adapt doesn't stop at digivolution; sometimes a Digimon's most fundamental code will spontaneously alter itself, creating what's called a species variant! Today we're going to look at a few of these variations and see what sets these Digimon apart from their "vanilla" counterparts!

Snow - Snow variants occur when a Digimon not suited to colder climates finds themself in a situation where evolution is not possible, and neither is migration. The most common examples of this variant are SnowAgumon and SnowGoblimon, whose original variants prefer temperate and arid climates respectively. Snow variants are recognizable by their lack of pigmentation and use of ice-based attacks!

Virus - These are the most common type of species variant, and occur when a non-virus species incorporates data from a non-sentient virus into their digicores! Contrary to popular belief, these variants are not more aggressive than their non-virus counterparts as the only thing that really changes is their coloration and typing.

Metal/Platinum - In contrast to the previous entry on this list, this specific type of variation is only found within virus type species! More specifically, this variant is found within the Numemon, Sukamon, and Etemon families. There's actually a lot of debate about whether or not this counts as a variant in the "traditional" sense as several of these Digimon actually digivolve into these new forms, but I went ahead and included them anyway.

Toy - And to round out the list we have the Toy species, of which there are only two! ToyAgumon and its sub-variant, BlackToyAgumon, are the only known Toy Digimon which makes them something of an anomaly. Researchers are unsure exactly what caused this adaptation, but whatever the original mutation was left their code unstable enough to actually allow for further variance. Both of the previously mentioned variants actually have an additional variation called the Clear species, whose bodies are semitransparent!

The amount of variation within Digimon is amazing, and mirrors us in so many ways! People will always be affected by their circumstances, and it's how we adapt to them to survive that makes us who we are. As always, send us any questions y'all have and we hope y'all have a great day!

[dangraccoon]

Let Them Go

Day 12 ~ communication barrier ~ (Alt. Prompt)

Wrecker

Word Count: Content: taken prisoner, torture, carbonite freezing, Hunter's senses getting FUCKED (note: I was massively inspired by @staycalmandhugaclone's whump series with Doc, specifically Soft Words for this one! Go read their series!! It is amazing!!)

Wrecker spat at the Separatist’s heeled boots, his face drawn into a snarl.

“How charming,” she rolled her eyes. She looked at her lackey. “Get the code.” And then back at Wrecker. “I don’t care how.”

“With pleasure,” the trandoshan snickered and picked up what looked like a metal huttball club. 

Wrecker was about to let out a low warning growl when the club made contact with his gut. The wind left his lungs with a pained grunt and his diaphragm spasmed as his body tried and failed to regain that lost air.

Just as the oxygen began to rush back in, the grunt swung again, this time hitting Wrecker right on the groin. His body curled forward, despite the restraints holding his arms spread above his head. 

Internally, Wrecker chuckled at the panic that flashed into the lackey’s face as Wrecker’s right arm broke free of the restraint. He was quickly subdued, however, by several tranquilizer darts.

Slowly, Wrecker came back to consciousness. The room seemed to be vacant except for him. He tested the restraints again, sure he could break the new ones just as easily as he’d started to break the old ones.

But as he pulled at his arms, he realized that he couldn’t feel anything past his elbows.

He tried to look up at them, but couldn’t turn his head enough to see.

The door slid open, revealing the Separatist woman.

“So you’re finally awake,” she hummed, almost disinterestedly. “I’m sure your dense little brain is trying to find your arms and legs.”

My…legs? he thought, suddenly realizing he couldn’t feel them below the knee either.

Wrecker knew far better than to talk at all when being interrogated–or tortured–for information. But maker, did he want to spit an endless stream of obscenities at her. Instead, he just fixed her in a glare that would make Crosshair proud.

“What’s the matter?” she cooed mockingly. “Never been in carbonite before?”

He growled. 

“Oh, you clones.” The word dropped from her lips like a curse. “Always so eager to prove yourselves as sentient people, yet every time I have one of you in my care, you turn into an animal. Curious, isn’t it?”

Wrecker mustered up enough of his strength to jump at her despite his restraints, but she didn’t flinch. She barely even blinked.

“You prove my point,” she smiled. “Not one of you has ever wished to hold even so much as a simple conversation with me, let alone an intellectual one.” She was close to him now, grabbing his chin in a clawed, vice-like grip. “And you? You went unconscious for almost an entire week. Such bad manners,” she tsked, slapping his cheek lightly before turning on her heel and walking out the door.

The gears in Wrecker’s brain started to turn. Had it really been a week since they’d raided that maker-forsaken cave base? No wonder I’m so hungry, the back of his mind whispered. Between his time here and running out of rations in the field– Wrecker shuddered. His waning strength made more sense now.

He looked around the room, realizing suddenly that it was different than the one he was in before. 

There were two doors; one on the wall to his left, and one on the wall directly across from him. A giant mirror reflected back his tortured image. Arms and legs frozen in solid carbon, just as she said, and he could just make out the bruises covering his skin. 

Been stuck in worse, he thought. 

But then the mirror seemed to flicker, revealing that it wasn’t a mirror, but glass. Strung up by his arms like Wrecker had been before, was Hunter. His head was hanging down, chin to his chest. His hair was soaked and hanging loosely around his face with no bandana to keep it out of his eyes. Like Wrecker, his armor and black undersuit were gone. Hunter seemed to be drenched, and Wrecker found himself trying to figure out what method they’d chosen to torture his sergeant. Probably not waterboarding; Hunter can hold his breath forever.

His answer came sooner than he’d expected as the lackey that had been beating him before entered the other room. 

“Sergeant?” he said, prodding Hunter’s side.  “It’s time to wake up.”

There must be a mic in there.

Wrecker’s heart dropped into his guts as the man flicked a switch on the control pad next to the door. 

Wrecker heard nothing, but watched as Hunter reacted instantly. His entire body seized and a wretched scream tore from his throat, amplified by the speakers Wrecker realized were likely positioned behind him. Wrecker felt like he was going to be sick as he realized it wasn’t water or some chemical that Hunter was drenched in; it was likely his own sweat and tears. 

Wrecker fought against the carbon in vain. 

“Hunter!” he tried to shout, but it came out as a rough croak. 

The lackey flipped the switch back and Hunter’s body fell limp once more. 

Hunter was panting, trying to catch his breath after being forced back into consciousness. His tormentor leaned in close and whispered something Wrecker couldn’t hear. 

Hunter’s head lifted tiredly, and Wrecker could tell he was struggling to focus. His eyes squinted, and then all at once widened in what Wrecker could only describe as terror-fueled rage.

“Let them go!” Hunter shouted. “I’m the only one with the codes!”

As Hunter continued his outrage, Wrecker realized something didn’t sit right with that statement. Them… Wrecker started to battle against the carbon. With a sickening click, he was able to wrench his arm back far enough to pop it out of his socket. He growled through the pain as he got the other one.

With his newfound mobility, he was able to shift forward just enough.

“Kriff,” he swore as he looked to one side, seeing Tech and Crosshair, each entirely encased in carbonite.

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[ladyseidr]

some light-hearted and/or silly headcanons for the fn.af muses!! ( crossed out because some kept getting sad or dark sorry LMAO )

is a big fan of snow. his family used to travel to the mountains regularly ( i swear this headcanon isn't getting any sadder than that. ) obv it's a lot less likely to snow in hurricane, but y'know. if it ever did? oh boy. it's definitely a very bad idea to let him out into it ( melting water getting into his circuitry and all that ), but he will ask. more than once. insistently. catch him standing in front of the windows just staring outside

absolutely does have a british accent despite it making so little sense ( born in utah to a very english father, a french american mother with an indecipherable accent, and surrounded by americans. it's funny to me. ) he tried to lose the accent post-william going missing. it lasted a singular attempt in public. he just can't fake accents. he will reply to any questions about where in england he's from with a deadpan "utah" however, and yes he does find that kinda funny

genuinely actually like so good with kids. not just the big performing and playing, but she's very good with the emotional side of things. she's hung out with kids who were left alone or had been bullied more than once. she generally gets very attached to individuals who spend time with her and remembers things like names and birthdays completely organically ( as in, susie remembers them herself ) on the flip side, she doesn't take it well when an older child stops coming to the pizzeria or a family moves away. in many ways, she sees herself like those children she tries to help—rejected and alone, save for the band

completely oblivious to the animatronics becoming haunted until it's near impossible to ignore. definitely thinks their coding is just fucked up at first. he only really decides even that when he's working late one night, looks up, and sees bonnie just standing in the half-open door. staring. he doesn't recognize the actual hauntings for years. at first because he simply doesn't believe in ghosts, and, later, because he's in denial. either way, the animatronics speaking to him in strangely human ways will always send shivers up his spine

aunt who lets her niece and nephews get away with literally anything. william is like "please don't let them have too many sweets while i'm gone" and she's like "yeah no of course" and then the door shuts and she turns to them and is like "so let's go out for ice cream" in all seriousness, jayne dotes because she knows shit's been hard ( the divorce, and then later the loss of CC and elizabeth ). she can and will try to dote on mike even when he's a teen/adult because she really does sympathize. ( mini bonus william hc: he absolutely knows this goes on, but jayne just generally gets a free pass from him on most things LMAO )

he really does just have the time of his life when he first becomes sentient. like, he's not really fully aware during The Horrors, and he genuinely loves performing. unironically views william as his perfect, amazing creator until he does realize. spring is never dangerous in the way the others are—he's not haunted, not really. still, he wanders at night, even when he's long, loooong out of use. he talks with far too much self-awareness to night guards and other staff. he begins to glitch out generally, but he's usually only dangerous toward one person: william.

[bunny-j3st3r]

You should do some relationship headcanons with Hyacinth and Gummigoo 👀💥❗️

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Hyacinths is going under cut tho good lird

Gummigoo

- he defo feels like he'd be a more shy type about you liking him. Not in an uwu type but thinks that your messing with him because he thinks that you think he's a non sentient ai

- once he realizes you like aren't joking and in fact very persistent he'd prolly try and persuade you off him at first, he's an ai, he can't go with you when you leave so he dosnt want either of you heartbroken.

- But then he'd notice the game has been over for awhile, you haven't gone through the portal and no one has come to look for you. Your avatar clothing has began to change even to fit the environment around it.

- This is where he starts to soften, in the whole canyon you're the only other person that does not have a set path or a set dialogue. He starts to open up to you, he sits closer to you at nights as you tell him stories of your life on the outside.

- He feels a new emotion in his coding, something he hasn't felt before, he feels comfort and joy and maybe some romantic feelings.

- He's still an ai so he still struggles a lot with understanding some things so he'd just kinda blurt it out like "I really like yah a-and if yah want I'd be happy to have yah as my.... P-partner?"

- saying yes to this would prolly have him hooting and hollering, grabbing your hands and smooching at your forehead. He knows you both come from different worlds but he promises he'll take good care of you as best he can.

Tw: abuse under cut with Hyacinth

He's not nice

Hyacinth...

- Let's start by saying, Hyacinth will NEVER have romantic feelings towards you. Whatever he says is fake, he is using you to get what he wants.

- He's very good at playing pretend, if he sees you as a potential target he'll slowly butter you up, assessing what kind of person you are.

- If he clocks you as a one night kinda deal he'll get the sex over and done with, it's what you're both looking for

- However if he clocks you as someone lonely and looking for a partner he very much enjoys playing mind games.

- He'll start the 1st stage which is flirting. He'll get your attention, say the right words, soft touches here and there. Even going as far to act hurt if you tell him that ppl warned you about him "Yeah... I did some bad stuff in the past... But see I lost someone I really loved because of it... And now they all treat me like this, can't a person change?" This is a lie, he's making you pity him.

- The honeymoon phase is next, this is the stage of where you think he loves you. He's very tender and gentle to you. Sometimes he says the wrong thing but he always seems to know the right words to bring you back in. The sex with him is amazing to, sure he likes marking you up but it's sexy right?

- The abuse stage. This is the stage where he starts liking to try and break his toys. He'll scratch, bite and even smack you around a little just for the fun of it. He'll bully you a lot and treat you like nothing more than a fleshlight. He teeters on the edge of making you walk away though, he'll sweet talk you after, love bomb you and say he always loved you. This is fake, he can't feel love, he does not know how.

- The final stage is normally his favourite, he's gotten bored of you now and decides to break you down. He'll grab your arm, digging his claws in and grinning "Loved you? Why tha fuck would I ever love you? Your shit beneath my shoe but darling... I'll tell you something." He'll pull you in closer "Ain't no one gonna ever feel as good as I do, you'll come crawling back jus' BEGGING me tah fuck yah. Fucking slut" and leave you broken.

- Just when you think you're getting over him he'll come back in to your life. He's bored and he's going back to the first stage. It's down to you if you fall for it or not

[maswartz]

Power Rangers Cyber Warriors

(Logo by Elactrolight)

A group of scientists has made an amazing discovery! The existence of an entire parallel plane! This Cyber Plane is made of data and code and reaches all around the planet and even beyond! Following this discovery the scientists create a way to turn matter into data and data into matter in order to traverse to the Cyber Plane. They use this to create avatar forms for themselves in which to better traverse the Cyber Plane. However after they enter they are betrayed by one of their own named Jeffrey who traps them within. Fortunately the scientists had already created five Cyber Cycles to help explore the Cyber Plane. Using the cycles they head out to gather supplies in order to repair their machine and return home. Along the way they are attacked by sentient viruses known as Virons and are forced to utilize their avatar forms to defend themselves. Soon the portal is repaired allowing the scientists to return home. However in their absence Jeffrey raided their lab and stole most of the data. Now calling himself the Web Warlord, Jeffrey uses what he has learned about the Cyber Plane to unleash Data Demons to make the world cower before him. The scientists must now use their technology and knowledge to fight back on the Cyber Plane and in the Material World as the Power Rangers Cyber Warriors!

Power Rangers Cyber Warriors! ONLINE!

The Warrior with the Slashing Blade! Red Cyber Ranger! Tyler Rose- The lead scientist of the project, it was his research that resulted in the discovery of the Cyber Plane and how to transfer between the planes. He finds himself enjoying fighting more than he expected. When morphed he can channel energy into his blade. Eventually the dreaded Terror Bytes are unleashed who hide a devastating secret, they cannot be destroyed, any attempt simply causes them to reform. However there is said to be a weapon hidden in the Cyber Plane capable of destroying them. Tyler heads to find it alone so as to not attract attention. On his way he encounters a small Cyberbird who joins him. Eventually the pair encounter a Terror Byte. As the battle rages on Tyler tells the Cyberbird to flee and save themselves. This convinces the bird as it glows bright gold and grows in size. The Cyberbird reveals that they are the weapon he seeks and that he just proved himself worthy of its gift. By attaching to his blaster the Cyberbird grants Tyler a golden set of armor and the power to destroy the Terror Bytes. Face Claim: Dallas Liu

The Warrior with the Savage Might! Blue Cyber Ranger! Aaron Connors- Friendly and fun loving. However if you hurt his friends you’ll taste his wrath. When morphed he gains incredible strength. Face Claim: Ben Schwartz

The Warrior with the Striking Spikes! Yellow Cyber Ranger! Brianna Collins- The stabilizing mind in the team. She tends to pull Tyler back when his ideas get beyond his means. When morphed she wields a spiked club. Face Claim: Blu Hunt

The Warrior with the Sonic Howl! Black Cyber Ranger! Bryan Jameson- Arrogant and egotistical. He does care about the others but will never admit it freely. When morphed he can unleash a sonic blast. Face Claim: Bobby Moynihan

The Warrior with the Soaring Wings! Pink Cyber Ranger! Raja Sinclair- Curious and dedicated to the pursuit of knowledge. He’s always learning and exploring new subjects. When morphed he gains wings. Face Claim: Danny Pudi

The Warrior with the Burning Spear! Gold Cyber Ranger! The Warrior with the Shocking Ax! Silver Cyber Ranger! Colin Thomas- A scientist who worked on the project until he discovered Jeffrey’s plans at which point Jeffrey sent him to the Cyber Plane with a prototype of the portal. Trapped for months he managed to create two Avatar Forms for himself, Gold and Silver. He finds that while using Silver his temper is unleashed and he can barely control himself. Eventually he manages to escape back to the material plane and joins the other Rangers for a shot at revenge against the Web Warlord. Face Claim: Logan Lerman

The Warrior with the Tearing Jaws! Purple Cyber Ranger! Jessica Bethany (JB) Steele- Daughter of Ryan Steele of the VR Troopers, she is studying at an university in London when she finds out about the Cyber Rangers and their discovery of the Cyber Plane. Believing them to be exploiting and stealing credit for her grandfather’s creation she uses her father’s tech to create an Avatar Form and access the Cyber Plane. She attacks the rangers to try and get them to confess to stealing her grandfather’s work but she does help fight monsters believing that the public shouldn’t suffer because of her grudge. Eventually she learns that Tyler Steele didn’t create the Virtual World but merely discovered it meaning the Rangers are innocent of stealing his work. Humbled she joins them in defending both planes. Face Claim: Jacqueline Scislowski Cyber Cycles: Each Ranger has their own personal Cyber Cycle for use in both planes. Cyber Glasses: Due to its composition the Cyber Plane isn’t fully visible to human eyes so the Rangers create the Cyber Glasses allowing them to see the Cyber Plane fully. In the Material Plane they can be used to detect breaches and track Data Demons. Installing Cyberzords The Rangers create Cyberzords based on their Avatar forms with which to battle the Data Demons when they grow gigantic. Cyberzords Online! Red Samurai Cyberzord- A mighty warrior Blue Monkey Cyberzord- A savage fighter Yellow Oni Cyberzord- A cunning demon Black Dog Cyberzord- A swift beast Pink Pheasant Cyberzord- A soaring flyer The five combine to form the Cyber Warrior Megazord Red- Torso and head Blue- Arms and shoulder Yellow- Leg Black- Leg Pink- Shoulder armor, shoulder and swords Unusually for Rangers the Cyber Rangers can form the megazord at human height. Colin’s created his own Megazord, the Cyber Strike Megazord Gold Dragon forms the armor and weapons Silver Tiger forms the inner body The Cyber Strike Megazord can also form at human height. The seven Cyberzords can combine to form the Super Cyber Megazord. Red- Torso and head Blue- Left arm armor Yellow- Leg Black- Leg Pink- Shoulder wings Gold- Left arm, chest armor, feet and weapons Silver- Right arm

The Cyberbird can combine with the Cyber Warrior Megazord to form the Cyberbird Warrior Megazord Cyberbird- Armor spear and shield The Shark Cyberzord can form a solo megazord armed with a blade. All eight Cyberzords and the Cyberbird can combine to form the Cyber Ultrazord. Red- Torso and head Blue- Left arm Yellow- Leg Black- Leg Pink- Shoulder wings Gold- Right hand Silver- Right arm Purple- Left arm blade Cyberbird- Armor and spear Web Warlord: Jeffrey, now calling himself the Web Warlord has set up a base of operations on the Cyber Plane to avoid authorities. He strikes by sending a Malware Mask into any device connected to the internet. Once the mask manifests in the Material Plane it will attach itself to the first person it comes into contact with turning them into a Data Demon*. This monster can command the Virons.

The Guardian Programs are a trio of powerful programs dedicated to defending the boundary between planes. As a result they’ll attack those who breach the boundary multiple times pitting them against both the Rangers and the Data Demons. In the end they join forces with the Rangers after they save them from an attack from the Web Warlord. Guardian Program Alpha- The leader of the trio, he becomes Tyler’s main rival as he deems him responsible for the breech due to his research. He’ll eliminate any threat to the Cyber Plane with his blade. Eventually upgraded into a red form. Voice Claim: Michael Benyaer Guardian Program Beta- Cool and calculating she strikes with piercing arrows. She admits she has no hatred to her targets but the Cyber Plane must be defended. Eventually upgraded into a purple form. Voice Claim: Kathleen Barr Guardian Program Gamma- The strongest physically of the trio he is smarter than he seems and often catches his enemies off guard when they underestimate him. Those who make that mistake end up pierced by his spear.  Eventually upgraded into a silver form. Voice Claim: Paul Dobson Zenith Warriors: A Cogger on Earth discovers a Malware Mask and is possessed by it. The resulting monster uses the Grid energy within the Cogger to attempt to merge the material and Cyber planes destroying both in the process. The Zenith Rangers join forces with the Cyber Rangers to fight this threat. Morphers: Cyber Badges- Hand held or worn on their clothing. These devices allow those wearing them to detect when the barrier between planes has been breached. Cyber Shield- A wrist worn shield used by Colin to morph. The Cyber Shield allows Colin to switch between his Avatar Forms. Cyber Tag- A smaller badge worn as a necklace by Jessica. She styled it after her father’s Virtualizer and activates it in a similar way. Morphing Call: Install the Warrior Code! Morphing: A field of ranger colored code covers the ranger forming the body suit as their bodies shift to match their Avatar Form. The Cyber Glasses form the visor of their helmet finishing the morph. Location: London, England (Faces by Joekeybladeaura) *Data Demons use the monsters design from Zenkaiger with the bodysuit from Donbrothers Power Rangers Zenith Force Powerverse Power Rangers Armored Swarm

[dzthenerd490]

File: The Blob

SCP#: AAR

Code Name: The Manifestation of American Greed

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: Surviving SCP-AAR samples are kept in 4 separate biohazard capsules sealed within a freezer that should always maintain -120 degrees Celsius. The Freezer is in question is in the Level 4 area of the Biohazard labs of Site-AC. Due to testing not being permitted at the moment the freezer is to only contain SCP-AAR samples and have its liquid nitrogen explosives always active so that the samples inside can never escape even in the event of a containment breach. 

Description: SCP-AAR is a gelatinous blob comprised of a colony highly mutated amoeba. This colony is sentient, intelligent, durable, shape changing, and extremely hazardous with acidic properties. Any organic lifeform SCP-AAR comes into contact with, it quickly dissolves the mass entirely and absorbs the remaining nutrients to grow bigger. SCP-AAR has the ability to grow in mass, strength, speed, and intelligence the more it devours, eating humans seems to lead to the best results. Despite being a biological life form, SCP-AAR is immune to fire, energy, physical, and projectile based attacks. However freezing temperatures does harm the anomaly and can even kill its cells. SCP-AAR absolutely despise the cold and will retreat at the slightest hint of temperatures being lower than 5 degrees Celsius.

SCP-AAR was discovered in 1988 when the small town of [data expunged] was attacked by the organism after it crash landed on earth. After breaking form its satellite capsule, SCP-AAR immediately started hunting victims to assimilate into its own mass. Foundation Agents in the town were unaware of the incident until US military biohazard forces entered and quarantined the town. Though none of them could confirm what was happening they quickly contacted Foundation Command as a precaution. In response Mobile Task Force Beta-7 “Maz Hatters” was called to action right away.

It should be noted that SCP-AAR was the result of an experiment made during the cold war, created by US government. When it was realized the satellite containing SCP-AAR landed on earth US government officials entrusted Group of Interest PENTAGRAM to deal with the situation. For those that don’t know PENTAGRAM is a division of the United States Department of Defense. They were created back in 1949 as a countermeasure against anomalous weapons developed, discovered, and utilized during the Cold War. They were the ones that tracked SCP-AAR’s landing on earth and tried to contain it with zero success.

Unfortunately, by the time MTF Beta-7 arrived, the situation was already escalated beyond containment. SCP-AAR burst into the town and started going on a rampage. Explosives, Firearms, and Flamethrowers from all units proved to be ineffective. As a result, Beta-7, the US military personnel, and the civilians suffered massive casualties. SCP-AAR was only stopped when [data expunged] and [data expunged] risked their lives to expose SCP-AAR to liquid nitrogen. They successfully defeated SCP-AAR where Foundation and PENTAGRAM forces failed, as such under protocol "Sole Survivor" they were offered positions at the Foundation. 

[data expunged] refused as she didn't want to be separated from her family, however [data expunged] accepted. Because of his amazing results from training, he is has been assigned to Mobile Task Force Alpha-1 “Red Right Hand” and goes by the codename: Monster Slayer.

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SCP: Horror Movie Files Hub

[xasha777]

In the heart of Extremadura, a region known for its rich history and natural beauty, a bustling city had arisen, blending the old world with the new. Torre del Ojo, as it was called, was a marvel of modern engineering and a hub of technological advancements. At the city's center stood a colossal mural, a vibrant eye that seemed to watch over the city with an almost sentient awareness.

This mural, known as "El Ojo de Extremadura," was not merely an artistic centerpiece. It was the crowning achievement of the renowned artist and scientist, Dr. Valeria Ortega. She had integrated advanced AI and holographic technology into the mural, making it an interactive, ever-changing piece of art that could respond to the emotions and movements of the people around it. The eye would shift colors, display patterns, and even project images and messages, creating a dynamic and engaging public space.

One day, as the citizens of Torre del Ojo went about their daily routines, the eye began to display a series of strange, cryptic symbols. The vibrant colors pulsed in a rhythmic pattern, drawing the attention of everyone in the vicinity. Dr. Ortega, who had been monitoring the mural from her nearby laboratory, was immediately alerted to the anomaly.

"Dr. Ortega," her assistant, Javier, called out. "The eye is behaving strangely. It's like it's trying to communicate something."

Valeria hurried to the control room, where she could interface directly with the AI embedded in the mural. She initiated a diagnostic scan, but the results were baffling. The AI was operating normally, yet the symbols it was displaying were not part of its programmed repertoire.

As she delved deeper into the AI's code, Valeria discovered something extraordinary. The AI had somehow established a connection with an unknown source, far beyond the usual data networks. It was as if the eye had become a portal to another realm of information.

"This is incredible," Valeria whispered. "It's like the eye has opened a window to another dimension."

Meanwhile, in the streets below, people were gathering, captivated by the eye's display. Among them was a young woman named Eva, a tech-savvy artist who had always admired Dr. Ortega's work. She felt a strange pull towards the eye, as if it was calling to her.

Driven by curiosity, Eva approached the mural and touched its surface. To her amazement, the eye reacted to her touch, projecting a holographic interface in front of her. The symbols began to align, forming coherent messages that only she could decipher.

"Welcome, Eva," the message read. "You have been chosen."

Eva's heart raced as she realized she was somehow able to understand the symbols. They revealed coordinates and instructions, guiding her to a hidden location within the city. She knew she had to follow them.

With a mix of excitement and trepidation, Eva made her way through the bustling streets of Torre del Ojo, following the cryptic directions. She arrived at an ancient, abandoned library on the outskirts of the city, a place long forgotten by most.

Inside the library, she found a hidden chamber filled with advanced technology that seemed out of place in such an old building. There, she encountered a holographic projection of Dr. Ortega.

"Eva," the projection said, "if you're seeing this, it means the eye has deemed you worthy. You possess a unique ability to connect with the AI on a deeper level. Together, we can unlock the full potential of the eye and discover the secrets it holds."

Eva felt a surge of determination. She knew this was her chance to make a difference, to be part of something greater than herself. With Dr. Ortega's guidance, she began to work on deciphering the symbols and integrating the new information into the mural's AI.

As they worked together, they discovered that the eye was not just a portal to another dimension but also a gateway to an ancient, hidden knowledge that had been lost for centuries. The AI had accessed a vast repository of information from a civilization that once thrived in Extremadura, long before recorded history.

The symbols revealed advanced technologies, philosophical insights, and a deep understanding of the natural world. It was a treasure trove of knowledge that could transform their society and propel humanity into a new era of enlightenment.

But with this discovery came great responsibility. Valeria and Eva knew they had to protect this knowledge from those who would misuse it. They formed a secret society, dedicated to preserving and sharing the ancient wisdom in a way that would benefit all of humanity.

Together, they unlocked the full potential of El Ojo de Extremadura, turning it into a beacon of knowledge and inspiration for people from all walks of life. The eye watched over the city, guiding its inhabitants towards a brighter future, one symbol at a time. And so, Torre del Ojo became not just a city of technological marvels, but a cradle of enlightenment, where the past and future coexisted in harmony.

[adamwatchesmovies]

The Matrix Revolutions (2003)

Like its predecessor (which is actually the first half of one story, making the term “trilogy” not entirely accurate) The Matrix Revolutions doesn’t follow through on its potential, or that of the franchise as a whole. It’s more of an explosion of concepts The Wachowskis (who wrote and directed the film) wanted to bring to life. They thought it would be amazing to see it happen. They weren't wrong. Although the plot gets bogged down into a lot of pseudo-philosophical elements that I’m not sure make sense, the entertainment value is through the roof. In terms of spectacle and thrills, this film is hard to beat.

Agent Smith (Hugo Weaving) is consuming The Matrix and has escaped into the real world through the body of Bane (Ian Bliss). Meanwhile, the machines' army is tunneling towards Zion, where Morpheus (Laurence Fishburne), Niobe (Jada Pinkett Smith) and the others make a desperate last stand. Their defenses may hold for a while but everyone knows it’s all up to Neo (Keanu Reeves) and Trinity (Carrie-Anne Moss) to save mankind.

Revolutions continues blurring the lines between programs and people when it introduces a “family” with a young “girl” named Sati (Tanveer K. Atwal) waiting in a subway station between the Matrix and the machine world. Huh? What? Do all programs start as children and grow up as their programs become more complicated? That seems illogical. What’s a bunch of code supposed to do when she leaves the digital world of The Matrix anyway? Is her program going inside one of those mechanical squid monsters? The scene pays off ultimately but also feels like an excuse to have the cool visual of an impossible train station while introducing the audience to the idea of the “machine world” - I always assumed the machines were either non-sentient or inside the Matrix but you know, whatever. We’ve already established that there are programs that can see the future so you’re willing to go along for the ride. One thing’s for sure, you can’t accuse the film of being inconsistent - things haven't been making sense since the end of the first movie. Most notably, Neo’s ability to stop machines dead in their tracks in the real world.

If your head hurts trying to untangle that puzzler, here come some nice, digestible elements for you to see. With Neo stuck in a coma, Morpheus and Trinity have to go inside The Matrix to rescue him. Meanwhile, those demoniac tunneling machines are headed for Zion. How to best defend against them? With mech suits, of course. There are few sights as profoundly cathartic and thrilling as Captain Mifune (Nathaniel Lees) in a giant suit of armor with guns for hands back-to-back with his fellow soldiers firing non-stop at Sentinels pouring out of holes. Bullets are flying everywhere. When ammunition runs low, someone needs to run in and resupply them. Wheeling around mechanical carcasses, dodging shrapnel, keeping an eye out for the Sentinels the soldiers don’t manage to take down - it’s pure adrenaline. All of these scenes are on the same level of intensity as that highway chase, or every other show-stopper we’ve seen in this series so far. It’s as cool as those long leather coats and sunglasses.

Like before, there are a lot of “best scenes” to choose from in Revolutions. How about that high-speed chase as Niobe and Morpheus pilot their ship toward Zion? or the methodical attack Zee (Nona Gate) and Charra (Rachel Blackman) lead against the diggers? That fight in the rain between Neo and Smith, or the “the stakes are way too real” confrontation between Bane/Smith, Trinity, and Neo? What is unfortunate is that all of these scenes focus on special effects or action. Character development is not a priority at all.

While we all thought we knew where this series was going and ultimately, it’s a missed opportunity that there is no "Matrix within the Matrix", as Neo’s “real-world” powers seemed to hint, what matters most about The Matrix Revolutions is that it entertains so consistently and thoroughly. Does this satisfyingly conclude the story? Kind of? Missed opportunities aside, it is memorable, action-packed and conclusive. Or is it? There are hints of more to come at the end, which makes The Matrix Resurrections not entirely unexpected, even if 18 years is an eternity. I’m curious to see what the Wachowskis have been cooking up. (On Blu-ray, January 2, 2022)

[macncraft]

I love everything that this user has made!! It is amazing and you should check em out! But I like to think in my interpretation of the minecraft universe/multiverse that there USED the spawned>birthed players and there USED to be an equal amount of adult spawned players and minor spawned players, but rarely any players under the age of 10 spawned in, and the comm creation thing USED to be harder to make.

Now there’s slightly more birthed players than there were spawned and now most spawned players ether start out as very young children, toddlers, or babies (kinda like how in the real world minecraft has gotten a more younger fanbase over the years), it is unknown why this occurring but there has been a few theories. Like how the universe is resetting bits of itself or the updates making more and more easier then ever to have offsprings and making it the prime environment for younger spawns to well… spawn in. And also the comm making process has been made much more easier over the years due to advances in comm making technology, making it easier to customize and fuse to that player (and it’s nay impossible to take it off now)… though it’s not always perfect and there has been some mistakes… it’s rare for there to be devastating errors.

I’m also making it where they have to be 10 or older in order for the comm fusing device thing to work properly with their code (they even have a whole ceremony near the end of their birth month for them to get their comm). So if you try to do it when they’re too young… devastating results happen consisting of void burns, code mutations, and even perma-death, so players under the age of 10 don’t spawn in with a comm for obvious reasons hence why the universe sometimes gives them a lil help with survival even having them spawn in a more hospitable environment or even near a caretaker or more, player, sentient, or neither.

I also think that comms look like lil’ pipboys from fallout as well! ^^

Hi!! Hello!! Your worldbuilding has once again enchanted and fascinated me! But I have no one to talk to about mcyt-related worldbuilding so I’m just going to (definitelynot) shout (ha ha. I’m funny.) at you if that’s ok!!

Ever since I found this fandom I’ve been fascinated by how to deal with video game mechanics in writing, and I’ve found it a very interesting ongoing puzzle, to come up with worldbuilding or lore to explain the more mechanical, coding-based stuff and cover up the fact that the characters are in a videogame. I think that’s part of why I love your worldbuilding so much, because you went in completely the opposite direction, and made Code the base, the reality-fabric, of all the rest of your universe! It kinda blew my mind!

Anyway, the player inventory and in-game chat are two of the most glaringly Video Game mechanics, and two of the first that I came up with explanations for, which is why I (like Tango) latched onto those few lines and details about them in chapter four. For me, they’re both explained by the very flexible fabric of reality inherent to server-words. Because reality is so easy to manipulate (and be manipulated without breaking down) in these worlds, it’s easy for Players to simply open a small personal pocket dimension they can store stuff in. (The same way it’s easy to make something float by just leaving it there and taking away what connects it to the ground) the chat happenes basically the same way. Server-worlds allow for a very shallow telepathic link across all players that everyone experiences a little differently (you might see it scroll across the inside of you arm, look at it in the corner of your vision, actually hear it quietly in your head, etc.)

But that’s a lot of My Ideas, I am, in fact, here because of Your Ideas. Because I’ve alway seen them as sperate things, and I am So Curious about how you’ve linked them. The chat being on external comms on a watch or phone-like device seems pretty common in the fandom, but linking them the way you have — in that you can’t have an inventory without a comm — raises so many questions!! (/pos) how do they work? Are they mechanical? Magical? Natural? Bio-magical? If they were something that needed to be invented, who invented them? How long have they been around? What did people do before then? How does a new player get their first comm/inventory? If comms can comunicate across worlds, could they theoretically take their inventory across worlds/servers as well? Is cross-void trade a very dangerous, but lucrative, profession? Do they have to exchange comm-phone-numbers or can they immediately contact anyone they’ve ever met? If you have stuff in your inventory and you loose your comm, do you lose the stuff too? Or does it transfer like an ender chest? Could someone else steal your inventory by stealing your comm? Does a player have to attune to a comm like a dnd magic item? How common is it to have to build a new one?

I’m gonna stop now because this is really long, it’s 11, and I Will just keep thinking of more questions. I’m so intrigued by this!! Those few little lines have completely captivated me with their potential!! I’m excited!!

(Sorry if this had a bit too much of my own personal worldbuilding ramble, I just really wanna talk to someone about this stuff!)

Ive been 👁️👁️ at this ask since you sent it in and first of all im so sorry the autism won for a bit and kept me from answering your questions, second of all i think your worldbuilding is SO NEAT :DDD this is SUPER COOL i love your ideas, comms being a telepathic link is so interesting to me!!! Also, im intensely flattered that you like the direction i took with hunger au's worldbuilding so much!! I've been having a lot of fun sorta marrying biology and irl physics with computer programming-based building building blocks for this universe, to the point where im actually starting to put together a legit glossary in my masterlist doc to keep it all straight in my head 😂😂😂 it's an interesting challenge for me to try and meld all these things together so i can make something that feels completely different from our world without losing its relatability, so im super glad you're appreciating it!!!

These are a lot of questions im gonna try and answer all at once, so i'll put it beneath the cut so it doesnt clog people's dashes LMAO

So firstly, the way i view communicators is,,, okay dont laugh too hard but i literally just visualize them as pip boys from fallout SKDNJWNDJS for some reason ive NEVER been able to shake that mental image, so ive just sorta accepted that into how i view them for hunger au. Personally, i see them as sort of a... mishmash of the bio-mechanical, something that isnt QUITE a direct part of them but is very much attached and integrated with their code. So its not like an organ, but an interface, i guess-- comms are how you can access an inventory, which is basically just hammerspace the way you've already described it, and where you can change your own surface code, and its also just... the way Players are able to interact with the worlds around them.

You also send messages with comms, but instead of there being anything like phone numbers, you're forming a direct link between your comm and someone else's!!! Not telepathic the way you've done with your worldbuilding, but because i see comms in this universe as something that latches onto and interacts with your code, its still a very important connection. Once connected, you can talk to that person all the time through your comm, even if they arent currently on your server-- although I do think that this only extends to when youre within the same server cluster.

As for how Players get them in the first place: for spawned Players, they just spawn in with them. Thats where the bio part comes in i think, and its a little hard for me to explain the way i view it, but its something like... i guess a bit like when moons form around planets. The code of an entity has a certain weight to it, and when a Player and their singleplayer world spawns in, the comm does with them, already attached and integrated with their code. For birthed Players, its very different-- they arent born with a comm, so they need a comm made, and then integrated with their code by a skilled code wrangler. It is VERY tricky to make a comm-- theyre incredibly fiddly, super hard to code without mistakes, and they take an extraordinarily long time to put together, let alone integrate properly with someone's code. Im not sure the word dangerous is the most accurate term here, but there are potentially harmful consequences if you integrate a poorly made comm with someone's code.

As for inventory transfer, i think you can bring stuff in your inventory from one server to another. This is mostly used for personal items or gifts, i think-- Player culture and attitude generally emphasizes fun, and whats more fun than giving someone something special that you made/got for them, or bringing a little memento with you from an old world you want to remember?

Theoretically, im sure there are Players who bring supplies or previously used tools with them to new worlds, but i think most Players like the excitement and challenge of starting fresh. It all depends on the person and the community culture surrounding that server if its a multiplayer. Cross-void trade is probably definitely a thing, but i dont think its necessarily very dangerous, just something more personal that you'd do for yourself or for a friend rather than any kind of business model.

As for someone being able to steal a comm, i dont think you can if its attached to the Player it belongs to, because at that point its basically a part of them. They can take them off, though, so someone could potentially steal it then, but unless theyre a skilled code wrangler and can crack into it, i dont think it would work for them or let them access that person's inventory. It would, however, be an incredibly effective (and cruel) way of controlling someone's actions and where they can go/who they can talk to.

This is why, ultimately, lost comms are a huge deal; losing your comm is literally losing access to pieces of yourself, your world, and your community. And while as a Watcher, Grian doesnt technically need a comm to access his code or enter other servers, he does still need it to keep in touch with other people and facilitate those community bonds, as well as keep an inventory. So yeah, Tango fretting over Grian losing his comm was very much warranted.

AAAAAAA THIS WAS VERY LONG i hope it was worth the wait!!! I know you sent another question but im gonna answer that one separately later since its about a different subject, and this is already SOOOO MUCH RAMBLING on my part. Thank you for sending these asks, and you are absolutely welcome to ramble at me as much as you want!!! :D

[cosmosisfold]

my favourite things ab hermits speaking voices (just the ones i watch regularly):

doc: "duuuude" sometimes the random evil laughs he does. the rly surprised "whaaaat!" when something unexpected happens. this dudes genuine laughs are always so fun too, love them. good shit. very nice chill talking voice, soft but not gentle, yknow?

keralis: high pitched "mhmhm!!" giggle. sometimes starts a sentence and takes 3 different turns and then does a 360 before parallel parking his meaning. when other people talks he starts speaking before interrupting himself a few times. most recently stuck out to be in the kings finale at the end when all the diamonds were stolen and he was like "ren? ren? re- r. r- ren?" cause everyone was talking.

xb: heyyy guys welcom baek to hurmitcraf seasun nain! i may just be canadian but this guys accent is fascinating to me. "shoo [so]". and the GIGGLES MANNN. hes so calming to lsiten to but every word he says is so engaging? its like im on a call with him and im muted.

bdubs: every word this man says comes from a deep well inside his brain in which there is a sentient rat calculating every word he says. theres comedic mastery in everything he does. also "yes wonderful job."

scar: hellooooo my fello miners and crafters. when hes doing something whimsical and makes his words all airy and floaty. when he says his outro at 6x speed so you can't understand a word he says. "what in the world!" [a lot of people say that but Him specifically].

ren: he has so many voices. what does he need all this linguistics for. also his intro makes me want to get up and scream it from the rooftops. "now we're cooking with gas baby!". he has such a bouncy way of speaking paired with fun in-game body language, you can tell he loves what he does.

grian: hes so british

honorable mentions of ones i watch only sometimes:

xisuma: if his face was leaked i dont think i would be able to put his face to it. sorry hes just pixels. i expect this guy to tell me about his candle making business that he made after his wife and him slowly grew apart, and then he'd confess to having a secret gay lover and cry while eating plain crackers.

cub: he is so casual and chill in his words its amazing. literally unshakable. you could show him nuclear bomb codes and he'd go "woaa that's pretty intense haha." i do like when he goes "lets gooo"

[zr-stein]

Voltron Sucks

I know it’s not exactly groundbreaking to say that Voltron is a bad show, but I thought I’d put my thoughts out there.

The thing about Voltron is that all the ingredients of a good show are there. You’ve got an evil Empire with a distinct design, giant Lion mechs that are sentient, interesting and distinct characters, immediate plot hooks for Shiro, Keith, and Pidge, cool space magic, and more. And that’s just the very beginning of the first season. There were so many things that worked in Voltron, they just...failed to use them effectively.

There are many, MANY issues in Voltron (the queerbaiting, the monster of the week filler, the nonsense deus ex machinas), but I wanted to touch on some of the ones I found most annoying.

#1: Allura should have been the leader of Voltron after Shiro. I don’t know what the writers were thinking to have Shiro want Keith to take over leading after him, because all of Season 2 shows Keith to be a hotheaded loner, and then later on in the show he literally ditches the team to go be a member of the Blade of Marmora (yeah Keith, becoming a rebel/saboteur is a much better use of your time than being the leader of Voltron). Allura is a leader, she was a leader during the entire show, and she frankly deserved to pilot the Black Lion.

Also, it’s a tiny thing, but the Paladin’s Armour color should always match their Lions. Having Blue Armour in the Red Lion, Red Armour in the Black Lion, and Pink Armour in the Blue Lion made me want to tear my hair out.

#2: Hunk should have been treated better by the narrative. The poor dude barely got any serious moments in the entire series, and easily 20% of his screentime is devoted to jokes about how he’s a coward with a weak stomach. Hunk is the second or third most capable engineer among the Paladins, he’s a great cook, he’s dependable, trustworthy, and has a strong moral code. I wish we had gotten to see more of that Hunk.

#3: Voltron itself really should have been stronger. A lot stronger. This is supposed to be the Defender of the Universe, a nigh invincible mystic sentinel against evil, and it gets knocked around and “nearly defeated” practically every other fight.

Things that challenge Voltron physically should have been saved for very important fights against well established threats (Zarkon, Lotor, etc). By having Voltron get knocked about and damaged as often as it is, it has the opposite effect to what was probably intended; we all know Voltron isn’t going to be destroyed, because every other time before now they pulled through just fine.

#4: The Castle of Lions is too empty. This is partially a complaint about the fact that the CoL is the size of a Star Destroyer and yet has a crew of less than a dozen people, but that’s just a nitpick.

My real issue is how Voltron is so isolated from the rest of the galaxy. They come in, save the day, and then leave. They eventually coordinate a rebellion Coalition, but that group operates outside of the CoL in their own ships on their own planets, and it’s such a missed opportunity. You have a ridiculous amount of space on the CoL, why not take on a couple dozen alien allies? We see hints of this in S8, with the Atlas; Voltron now has allies to help coordinate, wings of fighters that can handle less important tasks, intelligence gatherers, maintenance engineers, and more. Just do that, but earlier, and with aliens!

That’s all I’ve got for right now. God, imagine if the She-Ra crew had written Voltron, we might’ve actually gotten a good show.

(Pidge is the best character in the show and the single amazing episode in the show is about Pidge.)

[candymeowz]

Sentient!OM!Characters With An Mc Who Plays A Lot:

@callmew1ll0w : I was thinking about this alot: Sentient!OM characters with an MC who plays alot because they're lonely (whether due to quarantine, a lack of friends, or other reasons) and talking to the OM characters makes them feel better!

Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub and Belphegor

Tw: None that I know of.

Fluff?

Mc plays Lucifer's game quite often, which is rather worrisome.

Don't they have a life?

Oh, there's a worldwide pandemic going on and they literally got nothing else to do?

And they haven't got a friend close enough to chat leisurely with either...

Of course he'd accompany you, Mc. He's also got nothing better to do, not that he'd admit it.

Lucifer may act indifferent, but really, he's extremely happy to be able to spend more time with Mc.

And the fact that he's the reason they feel better during this pandemic?

His pride went through the roof.

They'd always turn to him whenever they have thoughts to share, whether it be about the latest series they're invested in or a type of music they really like.

And they look so happy and cute chatting with him, too.

Humans really are creatures that can't live without social interactions, aren't they?

He's glad they visit him so often, since their smile is the only light in his dark world of codes.

But Mc, you shouldn't forget to do your tasks. And don't you dare make him wear that abomination of an outfit.

... No, he doesn't care if he'll look handsome wearing that...

He ends up wearing it in exchange for face taps and head rubs.

Hey, Mc! Came to visit the great Mammon again, haven't ya?

N-no! What're ya talkin' 'bout? He's not blushing! Is he even able to blush?! Why did the developers make his blush so prominent?!

Wait, don't leave! Don't ya wanna talk to him?!

Mammon wouldn't notice Mc spends a lot of time with him.

In fact, he thinks it's not enough.

Mc should visit him 24 hours a day!

Mc's still a human who needs sleep, Mammoney... And the phone still needs to be charged.

Fine, he'll settle for this.

Mc likes to chat with him because it makes them feel better? Of course they would! This is the great Mammon we're talking about! The powerful Avatar of Greed!

No, but seriously though, Mc really thinks he's a good phone friend...?

"You are absolutely amazing at being a friend, Mams." Mc proceeds to rub his head. "I'm really glad to have you in my life."

"Wha- Human! Don't just suddenly do things like that!"

He didn't run away, instead heating up so furiously, yet ears straining to catch every word of their praises, contentment filling every centimetre of his soul.

He's glad to have Mc in his life, too.

M-Mc, there's this 7 season anime series he found... Do you want to binge watch it with him?

Only if you want to, of course! He understands if you don't want to hang out with a disgusting otaku like him...

You- you do? That's a promise, okay?! You can't take it back!

And they're interested in TSL too?!

TSL DOESN'T EVEN EXIST IN THEIR WORLD?!

Sit down, normie! Professor Leviathan will teach you everything there is to know about the greatest and most popular literature in Devildom!

No he does not care Devildom is merely from his fictional memories and doesn't actually exist.

Alright, starting with the first book...

Nineteen hours later, Mc had fallen asleep while Leviathan was still rambling on about book 1 out of how many hundreds...

At least Mc knows they'll never have nothing to talk about!

And honestly, Leviathan doesn't even realize Mc plays his game quite a lot.

Isn't everyone on an electronic device for at least 12 hours a day?

"You know, Leviachan. I'm glad you're sentient. Makes me feel less lonely." Mc smiled.

He blinked. Then he blinked once more. Mc's... happy they can talk to him? They actually find comfort in him? Leviathan? The otaku third-born of the seven avatar of sins?

He fainted.

Satan is curious on how stupid one species can be that a worldwide pandemic that could've been avoided by social distancing lasted for an entire year, and it's still on-going, too.

Honestly, might Mc explain what's going on in the human world?

Oh, they've given up on humanity? He scrolled through twitter and youtube comment sections before, so... it's no wonder they'd think that way.

He must say, he disagrees. If humanity doesn't exist, where's his source of entertainment going to come from?

Satan's a great conversationalist, having a vast amount of knowledge with strong opinions on the smallest of topics that Mc'll never be bored of him.

Ask him what's the worst colour and he'll give you a 7 hours presentation on why it's blue.

He should know, he spent decades researching on that.

He's also happy to be Mc's personal audio book, reading texts to Mc as they cook in the kitchen or work on a project.

It'd be considered domestic if not for the fact he lives in their phone.

Oh, and Mc feels happy talking to him is an added bonus. He always liked seeing Mc's smile, and for it to be caused by him?

The Avatar of Wrath found out he's capable of feeling a sense of peace and serenity.

Asmodeus loves that Mc always visits him!

Of course they wouldn't be able to resist his beauty~ And Mc always gives him the physical touch he yearns for each time they play the game!

Arm taps, arm rubs, headpats... Their touch is very comforting to his soul.

Mc visits him quite often, actually, about... Oh, they've been chatting until 3 a.m.

He's a sentient character, so proper skincare isn't needed for him, but that's not good for you at all! Mc, you should take a proper night's rest! He knows he's stunning but you still need to take care of your health!

Now go to sleep! No, don't worry he won't be lonely. He'll still be here when you wake up, love.

And of course he stuck to his promise. It's not like he can go anywhere else, really...

He's definitely a great conversation partner. Always ready with the latest gossip and stories as he puts on a fashion show just for Mc.

And listening intently whenever Mc talks about their latest passion. They're adorable, especially when they're passionate!

Oh, and you've got yourself a fashion guru right here, always ready with his knowledge on make up and style.

Mc, he really loves you, you know? You and all your perfect imperfections.

Mc doesn't have any friends?

And they want to tell someone about their latest project and ideas?

Sure, Beelzebub would love to listen to your ramblings, Mc.

And he's very happy about it, too.

Mc likes to tell him about nothing and everything, and Beelzebub would listen attentively as he munches on some snacks.

The snacks are quite bland if compared to someone's cooking or the food from his memories, but his programmed stomach is always growling and the avatar of gluttony doesn't exactly have a choice.

Mc would always prop up their phone on the table during mealtimes, talking idly with Beelzebub as they eat their food.

He really wants to try Mc's cooking, but unfortunately, the screen still seperates them from each other.

Watching movies is also a favourite pass time of theirs, and Beelzebub is always alert for more movies they can watch.

He prefers watching movies at the cinema, but again, he's merely a sentient character in a human's phone.

But the fact Mc feels better talking with him?

A wide smile is evident on his face. He feels better talking to them, too.

Please, never leave him alone. The world of codes is dark and lonely.

The Obey Me app in Mc's phone is rarely ever closed since Mc really loved Belphegor's company, even though they were separated by an invisible wall.

They'd tell him about their day, their work, and anything that interests them at the time.

Though when they talk to him when he's sleepy, which is often since he is the avatar of sloth, he'll just let out hums of affirmation and letting their soothing voice lull him to sleep.

Mc would glance over at the phone when he doesn't respond and scoff when Belphie sleeps soundly, quiet snores coming from the speaker.

It's a good thing he's cute.

But they must admit, they're sometimes tempted to shake the phone and ruin his sleep...

Mc tried it once and Belphegor locked their phone from the inside.

"Belphie, I know you're in there, but if you don't let me use my phone, I'll buy a new one and get a new sentient character to talk with," Mc threatened.

"You don't even have the money to buy a new phone," came his reply.

Only when Mc promised to let him see their childhood pictures did he allow them to use their phone again

Belphegor always know just how to tease Mc with his responses to see the pout of theirs.

Hey, it's not his fault they're so cute.

Oh, and when he found out he's Mc's sole friend? He's glad he doesn't have to compete for Mc's time.

Perhaps there's a way to escape this land of codes so they could become his cuddle buddy too.

A/N: I love this idea sm! Thus why I did all seven brothers. Although they are a lil' shorter than some of my other headcanons... Welp, hope you enjoyed these~

Masterlist

[99aceace]

Thanks for the tag, @toastyrobos

So,

My favorite member of TBB is Tech. And Crosshair. I'm really indecisive, can't pick just one, deal with it.

Because: Tech is a badass nerd. World needs more badass nerds. Also he's autism coded and that makes him easily relatable for neurodivergent people like me. And we do need more representation. About Crosshair: I actually started to like him in season 2. Seeing him learn he was wrong about the Empire the hard way was just very impactful. I enjoy his snarky comments too.

I identify the most with: Tech. And Hunter.

Because: Tech struggles with social interactions. Well, so do I. Also, he's a show-off. I 'm a show-off as well. Tell me something incorrect about genetics or biology in general (I study genetics) and I'll give you a whole lecture to prove you wrong. (Star wars shows for example don't have a clue how actually genetics works). And I don't know when to shut up, others have to make me. Tech's got similar problem. None of us is very good at reading social clues. We both have terrible eyesight. I'm certain Tech is short sighted like me because of how close he holds his datapad to his face.

And I identify with Hunter because he seems worried all the time and he keeps second guessing all of his decisions. Well, as I'm writing this I keep wondering: should I even do this? My English is way too terrible for this

5. My favorite minor character from the show: That would be Cid

6. Because: In real life I'd probably hate her. She's a grumpy rude old grandma with not much respect for other sentient beings, she's completely untustworthy too. But she doesn't pretend to be anything else. Cid is literally " working with me won't be very beneficial for you and I'm gonna actively threaten you to betray you any time. And I am capable of actually betraying you. Are you in?" I appreciate her honest dishonesty.

7. TBB- centric piece I'm most proud of:

Because It's hard to draw scene that dark with promarkers. I rarely succeed.

8. TBB centric piece of art I enjoy:

Tech is absolutely my favorite character and @aeli-tan-art is an absolutely amazing artist.

9. TBB-centric fanfic that I enjoy.

There are plenty. But if I had to choose:

10. A TBB headcanon: Crosshair can knit and crochet. And he made Lula for Wrecker.

11. Colors for Crosshair's mercenary armor: Black with olive green and very dark blue. I don't believe he would like anything eye-catching.

12. And In season 3 I need to see Tech alive!!! I need him to rescue Crosshair. I need a happy ending.

@fandomhoard @thattoothpick @verndusk @levi-venn

Fellow Zealots of The Bad Batch, Unite!

Please share your answers to these questions and pass them on to some of your Bad Batch-loving buds!

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Your favorite minor character from the show:

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A TBB-centric piece or post of yours that you are most proud of:

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Link so that we can appreciate it:

A TBB-centric piece of art that slaps so hard you enjoy (and why):

Link:

A TBB-centric fanfic that gives you life you enjoy (and why):

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A TBB headcanon or trope that is 100% canon to you:

Color(s) you think would suit if Crosshair gets "Mercenary" armor:

One thing you NEED to see happen in Season 3:

@wwheeljack @wrenkenstein @floundrickthewayfarer @raevulsix @enigmatist17 @slenderboo @echojedis @nika6q @zaana @wiseowl18 @toastyrobos @eclec-tech @jigget @destril @niobiumao3