#shes so spiral stranger and eye coded

[p1nk-pallas]

"You know, this isn't my real form."

"Well, what is it then?"

"Look up."

[magpod-confessions]

maybe it’s just me but i think it gets glossed over how much of a better fit for the spiral helen is than michael just from a character perspective. this isn’t michael hate, i just think he was deeply and intentionally ill suited for the spiral and that’s why he got replaced the way he did, locked out of his own domain. first of all he was an archive assistant, so already at least partially tied to the eye, but second and most importantly, he became the distortion as a result of being deceived by gertrude. she painted herself as frail and kept him in the dark about the fears. Ultimately this meant that once he found out, after it was already too late for him to be saved, he became deeply resentful of that deceit, of the lies and manipulation, a thing that HE WAS NOW THE EMBODIMENT OF! he was always destined to screw it up and act in opposition to what he had become.

now helen on the other hand was extremely well suited to the distortion. she was a real estate agent! the endless hallways *just make sense* for her from a pure aesthetic angle. not only that but she was probably no stranger to lying, or at the very least, bending the truth. making things look and sound better than they actually were so people would actually buy/rent whatever places she was showing. if she was completely honest 100% of the time she’d be out of the job, so no don’t look too hard at the mold in the corner, focus on the price and the prime location! don’t pay attention to the code violations, look at all this counter space!

michael was an interesting character bc of his inner conflict with his being tricked into being sacrificed to become the embodiment of trickery. helen is interesting because she’s what the distortion should’ve been all along! 🗣️

anyways that’s all, love your blog ❤️

NO FULLY 100% AGREED YEA

[sarchasmmm]

I am incapable of not combining my interests so may I present a list of penacony characters as TMA entities (2.2 spoilers ahead)

Sunday - The Eye. Can literally force people to tell the truth? Has birds watching everything? That's just The Archivist right there

Sparkle - The Stranger. She has notthem! Vibes what can I say

Aventurine - The Lonely. :)

Black Swan - The Spiral. She literally exists only in people's minds and memories that's spiral behaviour

Gallagher - I really don't want to say the same entity twice but... how can I say anything BUT the stranger... he's even more notthem! coded than sparkle...

Acheron - hmm the slaughter or the desolation... Desolation?

Boothill - The Hunt. Easy answer because it's the same name as his path LMAO. I did try and think of smth else based on the whole "mostly a machine" thing but iirc robots tend to be Eye aligned and he's not smart enough for that

Robin - ummmm this one's hard she's too nice to be associated with The Horrors. The vast??? She's known across the universe and that's Big

Firefly - the corruption makes the most sense to me bc shes chronically ill. Could also say the desolation tho

Misha - The End. Yeah. Rip Misha/Mikhail </3

This is going to make no sense to anyone that isn't also a TMA fan and I suspect the overlap in fans is probably only me but oh well

[deconstructthesoup]

Which fear entities I think that the DBD squad would get marked by/serve:

Edwin: He would definitely be marked by an insane combination of The Stranger, The Hunt, and The Web (for, uh... obvious reasons), but in terms of avatarhood, he would be excellent as an avatar of The Eye. Edwin's a detective, after all, and he's all about knowledge and finding out more and more things---and we've seen him take things a little too far. Hell, him crossing a line, however small, for the sake of the case is the reason why the entire plot happens. He's Eye-coded to the core.

Charles: Due to his issues with rage, I think he'd both be marked by The Slaughter and, if the worst-case scenario happens, become an avatar of it. Either that, or he'd be an avatar of The Vast, which seems to be the go-to entity for guys who mask their trauma and severe mental health issues with a happy-go-lucky nature.

Crystal: While making her an avatar of The Eye is tempting, I actually think that she'd be marked by The Eye, and instead be an avatar of The Web. Everything we see of her powers beyond just her psychic skills is incredibly Web-coded, and we can't deny that her personality pre-memory loss was... pretty typical behavior of a Web avatar. Even now, she feels like a Web girl who uses her powers for good instead.

Niko: Marked by The Lonely due to her self-isolating and lack of connections when we meet her (also, her hair literally turns white, you can't get more marked-by-The-Lonely than that), and eventually becomes an avatar of The Spiral. Am I saying that because it's the only entity that fits her brightness and slightly out-there personality? Maybe, but you can't deny that everything related to the dandelion sprites is very Spiral-coded.

Jenny: Slaughter-marked, avatar of The Flesh. The girl literally owns a butchery, you can't get more Flesh than that.

Monty: Probably marked by The Hunt due to literally being a crow, and... uh, Vast avatar? Because he likes space, I guess? He's difficult to pin.

The Cat King: Hunt. No question about it.

Esther: Marked by The End, avatar of The Web. Very much so.

Tragic Mick: He strikes me as a combo avatar of The Vast and The Lonely, if only due to his connection to the sea. However, you do have to argue that his entire deal is very fitting to both of them.

The Night Nurse: The woman literally works for Death. How could she be anything other than an avatar of The End.

[saym0-0]

what do you think the mechs would be avatars of? my first thought was slaughter for the group as a whole bc,, duh. but now that im thinking about it, i think they'd be more eye/end aligned. because their whole thing is stories and the part they clearly deem most important is the end right? theres all the blood and gore in the middle but the important bit is everyone dies at the end

individually though, not as a whole group they're all sorts of stuff i think

ashes would be desolation for sure with all the fire and the likes, and hades makes me think web too? they're the one behind the scenes pulling the strings (granted, usually for their own entertainment but who can blame em really)

toy soldier would be stranger, once again for obvious reasons. im not really sure if theres much crossover on this one really.

jonny i reckon would be eye and slaughter, mans cares for two things and its violent crime and a good story (amen!)

brian is SO lonely coded like?? its in the backstory song man,, also vague end-ness probably, though tbf they probably all have that end cloud by virtue of being the mechanisms. maybe vast too

tim would be slaughter too, he loves a good murder spree but i feel like theres something else and ive just forgotten like half the fears lmao OUGH hunt maybe? tim goes crazy is very hunt coded

ivy is SO immensely eye. she's literally an archivist. she gathers and stores aaallll that information but her emotional connection to it is reset every night. thats so eye!!

nastya is definitely lonely, at least towards the end but probably the whole time (from what little i know of cyberian demons) and maybe dark? that ones 100% vibes i have no explanation

marius has very spiral vibes i think. hes just a silly guy ur honour i think he deserves it. i cant really think of any other one for him tbh

and raph is quite stranger coded i think, idk the detachment from humanity that comes with being a mad scientist just feels very stranger to me? more so than the average mechs detatchment from humanity

i dont know why i made this post but ive been rotating end/eye mechs in my brain for a couple days just because i think the idea of s5 jmart stumbling across a domain thats kind of an accumulation of the various album aettings and music that can be heard from anywhere in the domain and victims living/reliving the parts of the characters is very very cool and i needed to word vomit it somewhere

[potato-lord-but-not]

I'm curious what you mean by an avatar of one fear being aligned with another--is it just like a bit of extra flavor, or is it the fear that they might have become an avatar of if they hadn't fallen in with their main one? it sounds interesting!

I should’ve probably used the word “marked” it probably would make more sense there- but basically like Jay is a Stranger with Spiral tendencies, like specifically they use distorted faces a lot. And the only excuse I have for Emma is that for a while I was telling her she was so End coded and she reminded me of Oliver Banks, but when I thought about it harder she really is more like the Eye but I REALLY didn’t want to let the End go that easily. So she’s just a weird hybrid because I’m stubborn.

[rookrock]

The fact that TMAGP begins with boot up noises -- and it's implied that Teddy turned off his computer but it turned itself back on -- establishes that we're listening from the same vantage point as whatever's in that machine. Or the system at large.

So the pub conversation is what confuses me. Is whatever's in the OIAR system on Alice's phone? She would DEFINITELY ignore regulations around not connecting personal devices to the network/etc. But is it following her intentionally, or did it just get on there? You hear camera noises while Sam talks to Colin, so it feels intentional. Malicious or beneficent, though...

The transcripts also say that Norris's and Chester's readings occurs in "CYBERSPACE," which is cool to me because TMA didn't get super deep into fears of technology (certainly cameras, keyboard eating, and uncanny automata could all be lumped in, but tech itself wasn't the "fear" - it was the eye, the spiral, and the stranger). So far technology, the complexity of it, the things lurking in spaghetti code, are front and center.

All of the stories so far have also touched on body modification, even transhumanism (esp. 3), and I can't resist thinking I KNOW where this is going. Gimme that sweet sweet .jmj 🙈

I also wonder if the mere act of categorizing these cases is constructing the new fears.

[hairstevington]

Stranger Therapy - part 2!

Eddie Munson x Steve Harrington

Summary: Based on this text post, Steve and Eddie match on Tinder and decide to go to couple's counseling on a first date to see how long it takes the therapist (Murray) to figure them out. Chapter 1, Link to Ao3

Word Count: 3k again!

Warnings: This one has a moment of actual therapy lmao, nothing TOO serious but Eddie has low self-esteem and Steve is closed off, modern day AU, aged up, brief Robin cameo, Matchmaker Murray.

A/N: OMG I was NOT expecting such a big reaction to part 1!! Here is the much requested part two, and I plan to continue for probably another two or three chapters. Thanks to all who have read so far!! PS I really did look into the counselor code of ethics for this one lmao

“So, how’d it go?” Robin asked once Steve got home. 

He had no idea how to answer that question. 

“It was…” He wandered to the fridge to grab a drink, wondering how much of the experience he should share with Robin. Generally, they told each other everything, but wasn’t therapy usually a private thing? So it wouldn’t be too terribly weird to not tell her, right? “Did you know he went to Hawkins High with us?”

“He did?” she asked, just as confused as Steve had been. “Like, at the same time we were there?”

“Yup. Eddie Munson ring a bell?” Robin thought about the name for a second before her eyes widened. 

“Oh my god! Yes I remember him!” She laughed, then continued once she’d settled down. “Okay, yeah. He’s definitely the kind of person who would want to do the first date fake couple’s counseling thing. He was always a little…outside of the box.”

“Come on,” Steve replied. “You say the meanest shit to me, and the best you can come up with for Eddie is that he’s ‘outside of the box?’ Robin, he’s never even seen the box.” She laughed again.

“Okay, sure,” she agreed. “I’m guessing it didn’t turn out to be a good match?”

Steve hesitated again, because no, that wasn’t it. He wasn’t sure if they were a good match, honestly. He ran through the events of the day in his head, then realized just how batshit insane it all was. And Steve had agreed to it. 

And he didn’t even regret it. 

He imagined telling Robin, and her relentlessly teasing him about it like she always did. This would give her enough ammunition to last a lifetime. It probably would be even worse than the fateful day at the mall when Steve had accidentally ripped his pants while attempting to hit on a girl. Robin had a front row seat for that one, and she still brought it up. 

Steve agreeing to go to therapy with an actual stranger, pretending to date said stranger, and working on actual personal issues together? Yeah, no. Steve was gonna take this shit to the grave.

Except, he wouldn’t, would he? Because he had an accomplice. They also weren’t strangers, not really, but they were still acquaintances, at best. An acquaintance that Steve had intermittently thought about kissing ever since Eddie mentioned it with Dr. Bauman. 

Ohhh, this is bad I think.

“Earth to Steve,” Robin said, interrupting his thought spiral. “Are you going to see him again or not?”

“We’re gonna get coffee next week,” Steve lied. He never lied to Robin, and he felt immediately horrible about it, but he couldn’t tell her, right? 

He almost broke and told her the honest truth, because sitting with the lie was so uncomfortable. Instead, he told himself that if he actually got coffee with Eddie next week, then he wouldn’t be lying. Loophole!

“Oh,” she said, surprised. “I really didn’t expect anything to come from this.”

“Yeah, well he’s -” Steve tried to think of what exactly it was about Eddie that was so enticing. He was hot, obviously. Charismatic. He was able to take Steve off guard, and they rolled with each other’s bullshit pretty smoothly. It was strange how connected he felt to Eddie in the session. Like they really were in tune with each other. Like they were an actual couple. “He’s cool. We had fun.”

“I know you’re not telling me something,” Robin said, eyeing him suspiciously. “But I guess it’s not my business. Plus, confidentiality and all that.”

Unlike Steve, Robin had been to therapy before. She had always told Steve he should go, too, but he never had. 

Until now, of course. But first, he had to cover his bases. 

-

Steve: Do you wanna get coffee before our appointment?

Eddie: Sure, gives us a chance to get our stories straight

Eddie: Hold on let me make the joke before you do

Steve: ?

Eddie: About our stories being gay and not straight!!

Steve: I wasn’t gonna make that lame-ass joke

Eddie: Sure you weren’t

Steve: And if I was, my delivery would have been way better

Eddie: oh shit

Eddie: Steve’s biting back today ;)

Steve: Well I gotta keep up with you, don’t I?

Eddie: Mmm i see how it is. Noon work for coffee?

Steve: I’ll be there

-

Eddie had recently been told by a close friend that he needed to get his shit together. The couple’s counseling wasn’t a whole master plan on Eddie’s part - he really did think it sounded fun, and it was - but the thought of talking out some of his issues was appealing, and he couldn’t stop thinking about it. 

This close friend of Eddie’s - the one who suggested Eddie had an attitude problem and low self-esteem - had mentioned Dr. Bauman a few times in the past. He apparently worked wonders on couples, even the ones who argued all the time. His success rate was remarkable. 

Thinking back on it, maybe Eddie did kind of want to do couple’s counseling with Steve and Dr. Bauman for a reason. 

Like, come on. There was a spark there, right? There was something, at least. Who else would have gone along with Eddie’s crazy this much? Steve understood Eddie, and while he kept calling this whole thing ‘insane,’ it didn’t stop him from agreeing to it. Because there was something there between them. 

But mainly, Eddie just wanted to see a therapist, he didn’t really want to do it alone, and for whatever reason Steve seemed like the right person to be there. 

Okay, yeah. Steve’s right. This is insane. 

-

The cafe down the street from Murray’s office was small and cozy, and had fancy syrups for the coffee that Steve secretly loved. He came here sometimes, under the guise that he was getting a strawberries and cream oat milk latte for Robin, even though literally none of the workers cared. 

“Your usual?” the barista asked when Steve and Eddie got in line. Steve tried not to notice Eddie’s amused expression and the way his eyebrows were raised expectantly, desperate to know what Steve ordered so often the workers had it memorized. 

“Uhhhh…” Steve wasn’t sure why he was blushing. He never cared much about being seen as masculine, and he was literally going to therapy with this guy, so things were about to get a lot more embarrassing than a coffee order. He looked at Eddie. “Don’t judge me, it’s delicious.” Eddie laughed. 

“I don’t give a shit,” he said. “Whatever it is, own it.” Steve turned to the barista.

“Yes, the usual,” he told her. 

“I’ll get the same thing,” Eddie chimed in. Steve felt a flutter of something in his chest, somewhere between anxiety and flattery. 

They got their drinks and sat down. Steve took a sip and tried not to show on his face how happy this stupid beverage made him. It was a simple joy, you know?

“Okay, so you wanted to come up with some kind of game plan, right?” Steve asked as he waited for the caffeine to hit. 

“Yeah, I mean -” Eddie shifted in his seat uncomfortably. What the hell is he nervous about, Steve wondered. “If Murray figures us out now, he’ll drop us. So we have to be a bit more convincing.”

“How are we supposed to be more convincing? Do you want us to start making out on the couch or something?” Steve suggested it as if he wouldn’t be extremely happy to do so. 

“If it comes down to it,” Eddie teased back. Steve blushed once again. He was so much better at flirting than he was being flirted with. “My favorite color is black or red, depending on the day. I still mostly eat canned foods and TV dinners because I never figured out the whole meal prep thing, but it works out fine because my favorite food is mac and cheese. I play a lot of video games and I have a Dungeons and Dragons group. I’m kind of amazing at the guitar -”

“What are you doing?” Steve asked, not getting it. Eddie sighed.

“I’m telling you about myself, what do you think I’m doing?” He shook his head and chuckled. “So you have context, or whatever. So we’re not just making shit up.”

“Oh, okay,” Steve responded. “What about your family?”

“Yeah, we’re not gonna touch that subject with a ten foot pole,” Eddie muttered. “Your turn.”

“Fair enough. Okay, well my favorite color is blue, I guess. I live with my best friend Robin. I…I’m not really good at this.” Steve took another sip of his drink and wondered why he couldn’t come up with more facts about himself. 

“College?” Eddie asked. Steve shook his head. “Me neither. Do you like music?”

“Yeah,” Steve answered. “I took piano lessons for a while and then I taught myself the rest.”

“Impressive,” Eddie noted. “Do we ever play music together?”

“I guess we could,” Steve said with a shrug. It was fun, coming up with a backstory like that. “Aren’t you going to drink your coffee?”

“Oh Jesus, no. It’s got way too much sugar for my taste.”

“Then why did you get one?” Eddie smiled.

“Because now -” Eddie slid his cup across the table until it was directly next to Steve’s. “-you have one for later.” Steve stared down at both cups, perplexed. 

“That is…like, incredibly sweet,” he said.

“Just like that abomination you call coffee,” Eddie replied.

-

After intake, Dr. Murray Bauman examined the counseling code of ethics, and unsurprisingly there was nothing in there saying it was unethical to continue treating a couple who were lying about being a couple. He didn’t have proof they were pretending, of course, but clients lied to therapists all the time. If they showed up for their appointment, Murray was going to counsel them. That was his job. Truly, it would have been unethical not to work with them. 

They did show up, and they were right on time. Immediately, Murray noticed something was different. They were more comfortable with each other, and Steve in particular looked much less terrified. 

“So,” Murray began, “tell me how your week has been.”

“It’s been good,” Eddie answered. “You really helped us out a lot.”

For a fleeting moment, Murray believed him. He thought that maybe his instinct had been wrong, and they actually were a couple, and they’d somehow managed to get over Steve’s affair in a matter of forty minutes. 

But it was only a moment. Murray was a great counselor, but nobody was that good. His suspicions were confirmed when Steve opened his mouth. 

“We actually think our relationship is solid, and we kinda just want to focus on our own individual issues,” he said. 

It was far too polished of a statement for it to have not been planned. Which meant one thing - Steve and Eddie were just looking for individual therapy, and were going at the same time for…emotional support? Cost-effectiveness? 

Murray nodded. This was all a first for him, and he loved uncharted waters. 

“Okay, what would you like to focus on first?” he asked. 

“I’ll go,” Eddie offered. “So, I have this friend that says I have self-esteem issues, but it doesn’t really make sense to me because I feel like I’m pretty confident. Like, I haven’t really mastered how to be a grown-up or anything, and I’m kind of a mess sometimes, but it’s all part of my charm, you know? I’ve always been a little crazy, but I also think I’m awesome, so…” 

“If you think you’re awesome, why does someone else’s opinion matter?” Murray asked. 

“I dunno, aren’t you the one who has the answers?” Eddie asked. “Just skip to the part where you tell me what’s wrong with me.”

“Well, that’s not usually how this works,” Murray began, “but I think I do see what’s going on.”

“Enlighten me,” Eddie said. 

“You just said you were confident but called yourself a mess and a little crazy in the same breath,” Murray replied. “You can exude confidence all you want, but it doesn’t mean you actually believe those things about yourself. Steve, what do you think about this?”

“Uhhh -” Steve looked absolutely unequipped to answer the proposed question. “I think Eddie knows how hot and charming he is, actually. I don’t think it’s bullshit.”

“I didn’t say it was bullshit,” Murray countered, noticing that this time Eddie was the one to blush. “But there is a difference between ego and self-esteem. It’s not just about confidence, it’s about self-respect and worth. Eddie, do you feel valuable?”

“Like, in this relationship?” Eddie asked. 

“No, in this world.” 

This question stopped Eddie dead in his tracks. His face went pale, and he became visibly nervous at the prospect of being so vulnerable. 

“Fuck,” Eddie said at last. “I mean, uh - not really, but it's not personal, I don't think. Just feels like we're all specks of dust on a rock, you know?"

There was another shift in the room, but Murray couldn’t pinpoint exactly what. 

“Can you tell me a bit about how you grew up?” he wondered. Family history was a standard line of questioning in these early sessions. Eddie froze.

“Actually, I really wanna focus on my thing now, if that’s okay,” Steve interrupted. Eddie seemed relieved to pass the torch, so Murray went with it. 

“Of course. What’s going on with you, Steve?”

“Uhh, well, I - um -” he sputtered, his leg bouncing rapidly. “I keep having this nightmare - like, every night - where there’s a monster in my closet. What do you think that means?”

“Well,” Murray said, leaning back in his chair. “Dream psychology isn’t really my specialty -”

“Okay, but I reeeeally wanna talk about it,” Steve persisted. "Like, is the monster a metaphor about my sexuality or is it supposed to be my dad? Help me out here."

While Steve babbled about his obviously made up dream, Murray caught Eddie staring at the man beside him. There was a completely unmistakable twinkle in Eddie's eye that told Murray everything he needed to know. Whether these boys knew it or not, they cared about each other. 

“As you wish,” Murray conceded. They used the rest of their time focusing on much less heavy subjects, and it was pretty clear that was intentional. He understood, though, that it was important not to take these things too fast. Before long, the color returned to Eddie’s face, and the boys were riffing off each other again flawlessly. 

This was getting more and more interesting by the minute. 

-

“Things were intense for a bit in there,” Eddie said as they walked back to the parking lot.

“Yeah,” Steve agreed. “You okay?”

“M’good,” Eddie replied. “Your dream thing. Was that real?”

“Uh, no. I just thought you needed a break.”

“Oh,” he said. “Normally I’d give you a spirited monologue about how you don’t know me and therefore shouldn’t make my decisions for me.”

“What are you gonna say instead?” Steve asked. 

“Well, considering you’re technically paying for this, I don’t really have a leg to stand on,” Eddie chuckled. “And also, as weird as this whole thing is, I’m glad you were in there with me.” He tried to play it off as a lot more casual of a statement than it was. 

Being in therapy together and actually taking it seriously was an incredibly intimate thing. Steve wasn’t sure he could actually be as open as Eddie had been. 

“I think we’re skipping a whole lot of steps, here,” Steve said, attempting to return Eddie’s light tone. 

“Yeah, well I’ve always hated steps,” Eddie replied. “I tend to trip over ‘em.” 

“Right.” Steve chuckled. “So…same time next week?” Eddie flashed a genuine smile and nodded. 

“Yeah,” he agreed. “Oh, but next time - you’re in the hot seat. No fake dreams, I’m talking real shit, okay?”

“Oh, you’re making demands, now?” Steve asked, amused. “What happened to you not having a leg to stand on?”

“Huh,” Eddie responded, pondering this for a moment. He shrugged. “I guess I can fly.” 

Steve had no intention of actually diving into real shit, especially after he’d seen the way Murray dug into Eddie during the session. Steve wasn’t ready to confront anything. He refused to admit there was anything to confront in the first place. But he would go - of course he’d go, because something deep within him told him he’d regret it if he didn’t.

Steve and Eddie weren’t a couple. They weren’t strangers. They weren’t friends. But damn, they were something.

(next chapter)

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[tvojemamanaentou]

TMAGP EP7 and TMA spoilers!

Heya everyone! So, while listening to the Magnus Protocol episode 7., one cannot but wonder what all of the little things mean because trust me, there is plenty to Dissect.

In this post i would like to focus specifically on the contents that were brought into the building in the recounting of happenings kindly provided to us.

What the weird people bring inside includes:

Plant in a pot shaped like a shouting skull

Bear skin

Chandelier of dark glass

Oversized gramophone and records with religious praying songs

Crudely carved rocking horse

Old grandfather clock leaking dark fluid

Vandalised set of Encyclopedia Britannica

Abstract canvas artworks

Pair of soiled crinoline dresses

Chaise lounge with cushions full of sand

Taxidermy vulture

Rusty antique printing press

Recently used medical equipment

Leather kite

Weirdly curved telescope

Wheelbarrow of shifting fossils

Armful of swords

Lengths of rope

Bathtub full of mouldy food

Stack of old dental retainers

A brace of half-butchered pheasants (a brace is a unit of measurement)

Jars with pickled hands

Ancient diving suit full of sawdust

Picnic hamper full of china

Imperial coins

🔥��� F I R E 🔥🔥

(Hilltop road itself???)

(Security guy???)

And I know we are not supposed to analyse TMAGP through the lense of TMA, but please, indulge me for a minute. Let's try and look which fear could use each of these items.

The Eye

Encyclopedias

Curved telescope

The Spiral

Abstract paintings

Shifting fossils

The Flesh

Jar of hamds :3

Stack of dentures

The Lonely

Chaise lounge (sand->lonely beach)

rocking horse (incredibly lonely toy)

The Vast

Diving suit

Kite

The Dark

Chandelier

Gramophone? (Callback to the cult of desacrated host)

The End

Clock

Antique printing press (It's old and rusty?)

The Desolation

The fire?!?? duh?

China hamper (she stepped on it and destroyed it)

The Slaughter

Bunch of swords

Medical equipment

The Hunt

Pheasants

(Security guy???)

The Corruption

Tub of rot

Dresses (They are soiled)

The Stranger

Bear skin

Vulture taxidermy

The Buried

Skull pot

Imperial coins (She literally got buried in them)

The Web

The lengths of rope

(Hilltop itself???)

I personally find it to be very convenient that all of these would be so neatly divided into groups of two, with very distinct fear allocations, with only a few such as the gramophone necessitating a bit of a leap in reasoning.

Few more notes

Hilltop road could probably be counted as the web as it is the hole in spacetime on which the mother of puppets resided but also through which the fears got pulled through/out

All for a good cause? Such as bringing on the apocalypse??? It is a good thing that need more than just to have a bunch of stuff in one place for that.

That boss of hers taking a vacay for who knows how long, who knows where? Very Gertrude-coded

The new girl in the OIAR definitely knows something... very specific questions she asked

[fossils-dundundun]

hi. slay the princess vessels as magnus archive entities. i just like making lists.

THE BEAST: the hunt!!! like do i even need to say it. the den as well lol!!!!!

THE RAZOR: slaughter. slaughter. slaughter. SLAUGHTER!!! SLAUGHTER!!!!!!!!!!

THE ADVERSARY: the slaughter as well lol !!!!!!!

THE DAMSEL: the web. she's a puppet, a reflection that can't do anything other than what she is meant to. or the stranger!!!!!!!! but i like web.

THE THORN: hello everybody to be very honest i dont know anything about her bc i havent found her route yet & i REFUSE to look up a walkthrough but. i think shes the lonely? feel free to sound off if im wrong and stupid.

THE TOWER: desolation. tear it down & start again in her image. or the vast because shes soooo big and talllll (i think shes the vast to the voice of the broken. the scale of her can't be understood, can't be rationalised. better to give in to something that you can't see the edges of that to drown in it.).

THE FURY: the FLESH!!!!!!! skin dress!!!! she explodes your guts!!!! meat!!!!!!! people are just meat!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ahhh!!!!!!

THE SPECTRE: lonely :'(

THE GREY: she's the end. argue with a wall. you kill her she kills you kills her and you. inevitable. lol!

THE NIGHTMARE: STRANGER. AAAAAAAHHH STRANGER AHHH DOLL MASK FACE AHHHHHHHH nightmare is so nikola orsinov coded. moment of clarity is as well, but i think she might also be spiral. hm. much 2 think about

THE WRAITH: now. i dont actually know. if anybody has anything other than "probs the slaughter because shes like. mad or whatever" get in the comments

THE WITCH: HMMMMMMM. hunt (kill or be killed).

THE WILD: the eye. yeah.

THE PRISONER: web!!! but she also feels so buried to me idk. i guess dirt is dirt even if it looks like a house.

please argue with me. also i dont know if i have missed any....peace and love on planet earth 🫶🫶🫶🫶

[ghoulzencrypted]

Fable Smp characters as Fears from TMA (the Magnus archives) and why we think so.

WARNING THIS WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS FROM TMA AND FSMP DONT READ IF YOU DONT WANNA HAVE SPOILERS, as well as some triggering topics refrences from TMA so be warned

Icarus/Sherbert Morningstar

- The spiral and or The Slaughter

HEAR ME OUT-

In the lore, when The Quixes things start, Icarus tries to learn more correct? And they started seeing the Rave room during dreams and resets and such, when it got more prominent in season two Icarus seemed focused on learning about it, but Quixis started causing more harm than good, not answering questions in the way Icarus had hoped for, it gets worse in season three when even more things start changing, such as things on Icarus’s physical body like the gloves, and possibly their eye (?). (Another warning for spoilers btw cause of recent lore) when Icarus’s wings turn into amethyst and gold and break off, as well as the blocks changing around them reminds us of the downwards mental spiral of looking far to into things to the point you can get confused and it effects your mental and physical state, when the large Fence and obsidian wall show up it reminds us of the yellow door, basically a metaphor possibly of how Icarus has dug to far deep and the door is now closed,they can’t go back to what it could have been if they didn’t dig into Quixis information. The spiral manifests as Illusions, Hallucinations, Patterns, Spirals and fractals. Which is like when Quixis changes the color pattern of Icarus’s house, their house, the area around it, the animals and so on so forth. That is our main reasoning but we will deep dive more into it.

Rae Morningstar

Rae is the Eye, a perfect example. But in skulk arc he could also be a form of Corruption and the Lonely. As we all know Rae is a very big book person, he craves about finding knowledge but not because of that : because of how he constantly thinks he needs to know more because he knows something is beyond him, no matter what it is, if it’s a person or a god or anything like that: and there are plenty of examples of that in the fable Smp series: now for corruption and lonely. The entire skull arc/Warden arc for him. Need I explain more? But he could be the buried as well

Axx

He’s the Hunt no questions asked, the way he cares about his friends and family to the point he’s constantly willing to fight for them? Him fr

Ocie

She’s the hunt, same reasons as Axx but also more about the chase part.

Wolf

He is the stranger, not knowing who he was before everything happened, barely anything of his past- ALL OF THAT? STRANGER CODED

Centross

The hunt, slaughter, vast, lonely- choose your pick hes so many-

Ven

He’s the Vast we don’t make the rules- look at him and tell us he isn’t- (Rae could be vast to we’re not sure but DEFINITELY Ven) but he could also be Eye coded as well.

Athena

The Desolation or possibly lonely? Not quite sure

Caspian

CANNOT CHOOSE FOR HIM-

We’ll go into more depth later cause brain juice is gone

[digitalfootprinthider]

Best friends, right?

Levi Ackerman x reader (not really that romantic but the intent was there lmao)

+ no pronouns for reader

after fighting side by side with Levi for so long you finally develop a small connection

i literally never wrote anything before thisss nfhjsckladc I more than appreciate if you read this and give me your thoughts :) and sorry for spelling errors- English is not my first language

An expedition always came with massive losses. This one was no exception, but personal deaths were always horrifying. I was, along with every squad captain no stranger to those ether. Seeing someone losing their entire team is horrible. The survivors guilt, the what ifs and the spiraling.

But as a captain i know its our responsibility to be strong and caring towards our squad- or what’s remained of them. they all died. I want to convince myself that they died fast and didn’t feel that much pain, or they died for a good course, but right now they all feel like lies. Telling their families is always the hardest thing i have to do.

‘Stop. You can do this hysteria later,’ I mumble to myself as i force my head away from my dead cadet and slap myself to take control of it again. We’re still in the middle of this mission, and a few dead friends should never stop me from completing my task.

we are in the outer space of wall Maria trying to manage the make best of the situation, if that's even possible right now. titans-or a human, the hole doesn't look like a titan has done it- crushed the walls so now the other ones are getting in. The view is disturbing to say the least. Dead all around, the ones there is no way saving are screaming with all that's left in them and who knows how many are still in there- I have to remind myself again to shut these out, i can worry about it later, for now there is only one thing to do-

kill as many of these assholes as possible. I jump from the rooftop into the endless titans, leaving my cadet’s body. I slash a titans nape with one fast blow and move onto my next victim. I see a cadet struggling to deal with an abnormal so i join in. At least i can save them.

‘Where is the rest of your team? You shouldn't be alone.’ I ask her after swiftly handling the situation. In the back of my mind I'm hoping that the answer wouldn’t be death, just in case i put on a poker face.

‘umm thanks for the help’ She said visibly distressed. Judging by that reaction it was her first expedition, poor girl getting her first real experience with this is not gonna do her much good. I try to give her a reassuring look but that's not my forte.

‘I just saw them over there’ she points with her head but its shaking so much its hard to get anything out of it. ’Ill go join them. Again thanks for the help.’ She swings away. I do the same.

after that, my body is on auto mode. Swing, neck, swing legs, wing neck, repeat. There was no strength left in me and i just wanted to stop for a minute but if i would i knew couldn't get up again. So much of that color code Hange made was in the air one can hardly see through it but it’s not stopping anyone. We all know how much is depending on us clearing out the space while the other can flee.

Suddenly i hear a loud noise. I finish with my current victim and go up to the walls to inspect. It was the signal that meant the fight was over. I desperately wanted to find the my te-it will take some time to really realize they are no more. My knees buckle but i keep myself standing. If don't sit down soon my body will collapse.

Next to the wall was a quickly build station we did on all expeditions. I just sat down on a bench in front of one of the main huts next to a cadet with their face in their hands. As i look around i see people eather crying, hugging each other and barley moving a muscle from still being in shock. The adrenalin was wearing off and they just realizing the losses, the same happening to me.

Some liquid is dripping down into my eyes from my head. Its weird because Titan blood should’ve went away by now, and i didn't have any head injuries. That is when it hit me. It was their blood. my squad is dead. Again. Every close friend i have- had, is getting ripped to shreds in the walls while i sit on a little bench. I take a closer look at the man next to me and realize its captain Ackerman. We probably look the same now: bruised, uniforms tainted by blood that's not ours, and ripped in a few places and hints of dirt and colors from the flares.

We literally never talked, but became cadets then captain around the same. For a few years we even shared a squad. We were in the same room most of our carrier. We are both closed off so we never got deeper than talking during meetings. I must’ve been staring at him for a while, because he looks up from his hands into my eyes waiting me to say something. When we lock eyes it hits me. From our year of cadets we were the last ones standing. From our old squad everyone died long ago. His family, that nice girl and boy i cant even remember the name of are dead. So is my old best friend whom we joined to the corps together. Its seems a different world remembering back to it, with one constant.

Ackerman. He was always there. everyone else coudn't live up to the standards of this life but we did. he did, he was always there with me and i cant even recall the names of his dead family. I don't think we even called each other by our first names yet, but it feels like a decade since we first started as cadets.

Seeing my face deep in thought and bloody he stated that i wont be talking anytime soon, so he went back to his hands, but a spoke up in the last second.

‘I guess you’re my best friend now.’ He quickly looked back to me and than around for whom I was speaking to, but when he realized it was him he looked at me weirdly, like I had three heads. ‘By default. Sometimes i forget we even know each other but now your the one i know the most about, and that's not really a compliment.’We both frowned ‘That came out wrong. I didn't mean it to sound bitchy.’

For a few seconds we just stared at each other blankly but i think he realized what i was saying and I saw two thing in his eyes. Pity, not for me but for my cadets. I liked that. And recognition.

‘You’re YN.’ His voice was weak. He probably lost most of his voice giving orders for his team. I don't have to worry about that for a while. ‘If its any consolation i saw two of your squad going down. It was not your fault. You fought well.’ He tilted his head up towards the still dirty sky, resting his head on the tent behind him and took a deep breath. Even looking like a corpse he was still beautiful. As that thought came up my mind my brows knitted- Its an objective observation, not a love confession. Not like i know more than two things about this man anyways.

‘As for the friend part, my pool of best friends candidates just got significantly smaller so you’re in luck.’ He looked into my eyes, but still kept his head upwards. ’If you’re interested you could join in to missions while you short things out. I’ll keep you busy.’ With that he closed his eyes once again. I considered the conversation over. I mimicked his movement and tried to tidy up my mind and maybe even rest a little.

I hope at least it was a fun read ")

[goodolefashionedloverboi]

Watched coraline. Miram mentioned oolong tea. Martin hates oolong tea. April wore a hat with an eye on it. If Elias were psychic he'd wear that hat. Bro the fog in coraline is so lonley coded. The characters in the other world are so stranger coded. The beldam is mainly web coded, but because she deals with dolls and creating the uncanny, she can also be of the stranger. BUGS. BUGS. BUGS. CORRUPTION!! The ghost children: the end. The beldam playing with the children like playing with a meal. She likes chasing them and giving moments of comfort before completely taking it away and hunting them down, that's the hunt. The people in the other world being puppeteered by the beldam, once again, is the Web. The doll being a spy, that's pure ceaseless watcher behavior. The feeling of everything finally being fine, then in that last second we see that the cat vanishes in the tree branch, letting us know that they are not safe and nothing is as it seems; the stranger. Could the people around coraline not believe her about the other world and watching who she thought was her mother turn out to be the beldam count as the spiral? Maybe not, since she never once doubted she was right about what she saw. What else am I missing?

[hrokkall]

TMA NEURON ACTIVATION what avatars would the scrybes be 👀👀👀

I don’t know if they’d all be avatars or just plain manifestations (maybe a combination of both) but I’d imagine it would be:

Leshy - The Hunt (self-explanatory)

Grimora - The End (equally self-explanatory)

Magnificus - The Spiral (was going to say The Eye originally for the joke, but he just seems like a Spiral guy—less in the “lying” way and moreso in the “twisting infinite patterns that entrance and confuse and disorientate” way but he’d trap someone in a wizard maze too if push came to shove. As a backup though you could consider the flesh because of. Gesturing vaguely to the wizard pupils).

P03 - The Web (A little bit of a weird choice but I think it fits with P03’s whole “self-preservation” deal that it strings along the player in order to accomplish… plus there’s the obvious World Wide Web pun here. Specifically I feel it would be a manifestation that ends up trapped in a computer and having to operate from there, similar to how the Spiral’s Lichtenberg Figure was trapped inside of Ex Altiora.)

If Inscryption as a whole were to be given as a statement though (as in, say, Luke calls into the Magnus Institute and talks about his experiences with the haunted cartridge retirement home he found in the woods) if you had to put it in a TMA category I’d say it would be a manifestation of the Extinction (four AIs fighting for dominance; a malevolent, world-ending string of code beneath them… feels pretty extinction to me).

And then some other characters as a bonus lightning round:

Kaycee - Touched by the Desolation, ultimately becomes an avatar of the Hunt to escape her fate.

Luke - Probably touched by multiple entities just because I think in all universes he should be having a hell of a time. Maybe he’s like Martin where every entity wants him like “Oh this guy will be SO easy to kill/manipulate” and then he ends up surviving (or dying but dying normally) by making decisions So Horribly Bad that not even Fear Incarnate could’ve predicted them.

Amanda/Sado - Manifestation of the Stranger. Obviously. (Carla is probably touched by the Stranger as a result; I just generally like the idea that Sado is loyal to no one except for her)

All of the underlings (if they exist) are touched by/manifestations of the same fear as their Scrybe, but aren’t avatars. Maybe not the bots though; unless they’re just a team of poor ass software developers who are suddenly compelled to keep this mysterious program up and running and adding features that even they don’t know the meaning of. Meanwhile Magnificus’s pupils are his students (similar to the situation with Robert Smirke), Grimora’s ghouls are people she bound to the end to save them from a grisly fate, and Leshy’s woodsmen… idk they’re like his drinking buddies or something and they go hunt monsters on weekends.

Not all of the minor characters are directly affiliated with any entity though. Characters such as Rebecha are completely unaligned (or if she has had any run-in with an entity no one is going to Ever know about it. At most I can see it being a Georgie Barker situation); the Woodcarver is actively ensuring she doesn’t become bound to any entity, despite Leshy’s influence; the Mycologists claim that they aren’t bound to any entity, but they’re collecting Leitners like trading cards for their “experiments” so it’s less so “unaligned” and more so “race to see whether the Corruption or the Flesh or a third secret thing stakes a claim first”.

The Bone Lord is definitely an End manifestation (unlike Grimora, who is the only one of the Scrybes who is most likely an avatar as opposed to a manifestation or a secret third thing) but I have no idea where they would fit in. Or maybe an extinction manifestation. I have no idea. They’re there though; not leaving them out

Don’t ask about the Hex cast here. I know by making Rebecha relevant they exist by extension but I have No idea where they’d fit in aside from being assorted statement givers (and maybe Lionel as one of those figures that shows up in multiple statements and makes people audibly groan every time there’s THIS GUY again but he’s just a normal dude who happens to be in a lot of places. That’s pretty fitting considering the plot of the game)

[a1sart]

assigning dsmp characters magnus archives entities <3 are these the entities they're avatars of or the entities they would get killed by? you decide <3 (def not all the characters just whichever pop into my head it's almost midnight gimme a break)

Tommy- Lonely or Vast whichever is more heartwrenchingly terrible in the moment. Lonely bc exile and Vast bc of the tower

Ranboo- Eye!!!!! silly haha reason: eyes of ender and heterochromia, ACTUAL reason: he just wants to know what's going on with the enderwalk man he wants to know and they've got the experiments they're gaining knowledge but at the cost of themself he's so Eye coded ouadfgiahgf (could also be Stranger bc he is a mystery even to himself and also they are half mystery creature)

Tubbo- Desolation. Nukes. making sure he and his loved ones stay safe by destroying literally anything that comes near them <3 also like the cold war vibes of snowchester and the constant overhanging threat of annihilation <3

Technoblade- Slaughter, i kinda feel like this needs no explanation

Phil- End, again no explanation needed that's literally his wife

Wilbur- End, Desolation, Slaughter, Spiral? idk take ur pick I think Spiral is especially fun but not exactly in character. End and Desolation are probably the most in character. Slaughter bc music symbolism

Dream- Web, this one also feels obvious. Could also be Stranger but that's just cuz that iconic smiley face feels kinda Stranger-y

Badboyhalo- CORRUPTION!!!!! ouughghg eggpire arc my beloved <3

Fundy- Spiral? mayhaps? anyone else remember his nightmares those were sick as fuck and like he could tell the future or something and that was passed down to him from Sally anyone remember that?

Sapnap- Desolation. He's a fire dude

George- Corruption. cuz of the mushrooms I think. Maybe Spiral cuz he couldn't tell if he was asleep or awake during that whole XD thing

Quackity- Flesh, he ate that heart that one time that was freaky also I'm still thinkin about the butcher arc sorry las nevadas fans. But also dude was so scared of being prey to someone else's whims and plans that he became the hunter so maybe he's the Hunt or the Web

Karl- Spiral bc of the forgetting <3 maybe there's another one that fits better but the aesthetic of Spiral fits him so well

Literally everyone in the Eggpire- Corruption!!! i can't remember all of em but Hannah and Antfrost were definitely there

Foolish- End. cuz he's a totem of undying and also he was like super afraid of dying

Sam- Buried. Put his ass in the prison lmao

Schlatt- Corruption. There's probably one that fits better but when you think about his declining health and also that it's a joke about him being a corrupt politician I think it works

Niki and Jack- Hunt because they were trying to kill Tommy lol there are probably better ones for both of them. Niki could be Lonely or Desolation and Jack could also be Desolation

Michael McChill- Eye. I didn't pay that close attention to his lore but. Didn't he try to make a record of the entire dmsp lore or try to understand it or something. C!McChill fans what was he doing

Eret- Hunt or Slaughter for the final control room but then she gets kinda Eye coded when she makes the museum. End would be sick as hell but I cannot think of a single basis in the story for this. Maybe Buried for the final control room thing too bc it was a small space but that feels like a stretch

i definitely missed a few characters in there so if anyone has ideas for them feel free to voice them. What did I learn from this? No one on the dsmp was afraid of the dark that's what I fucking learned not a single Dark avatar on there.

[violeteyedmedium]

This is mostly a strange convergence of two hyperfixations, but I’ve been considering which fears the characters from tmnt 2003 would serve

Leonardo would easily be claimed by the Web. He is driven by a fear of failure, and to combat his fear he tends to at least attempt to assert control. He is the leader of the team. If he was offered the ability to pull strings to control the timeline of events, to keep his family safe, he might take it. If he became powerless, he’d also feed the Web.

Raphael is Slaughter coded. The way his anger manifests overwhelms and controls him, leading him to lash out to the extreme (at least before his character development). His rage would be easily exploited by an entity that focuses mostly on the fear of brutality.

Donatello, in all his curiosity, falls to the Eye. He seeks knowledge, he needs to know things. It’s his role, and the more he learns the better he can do his job. But, simultaneously, he cannot be seen. Being seen, being known is antithetical to being a ninja, and it is dangerous for a mutant. At the end of the day, he could just as easily be swallowed by the entity.

Michelangelo is a hard one to pin down for sure, but I think he would best serve the Spiral. He has a very easy going disposition and relies on humor as a coping mechanism, which could be twisted to hide sinister intentions. At the same time, he fears betrayal/abandonment as seen in The Darkness Within— this could be exploited by the entity as his senses could literally betray him. Some other entities I was considering for Mikey were The Stranger and The Lonely.

Splinter’s story is one that focuses on loss, moving on after loss and coping with the fear of loss so I think he would serve the End. He lost Yoshi and Tang Chen, he fears losing his boys. He is elderly himself, and throughout the series he is taken away multiple times. Avatars of the End also seem to be the most chill and he just has the vibes.

Casey is obviously Hunt aligned, borders on Slaughter. But, he has a clear target for his rage and is actively seeking them out. He loses sight of anything else and while brutal in a similar way to Raph, has a very singular goal of revenge in mind. It’s also a trait of The Hunt as an entity to corrupt even those with noble goals to become blood thirsty.

April is another one that I struggled to pin down because there are many aspects of her character to consider, and overall she’s a very grounded person. Ultimately, I think she would serve the Web because of her role behind the scenes. Several times she’s in the chair back at the lair guiding the turtles through their moves and in a similar vein to Leo, this leadership role helps her keep her family safe. I also considered the Vast and the Lonely for her and will elaborate if asked.

I have more thoughts bout the antagonists but I’m going to cut this post here and maybe return to it later