#sonic and chip fuck me up so bad . every once in a while i remember that theyre never gonna see eachother again and i get so upset LMAO

[sonknuxadow]

i don’t think it’s out of the question that sonic would only trust tails to find a place to keep chip’s necklace safe in one of his many workshops

literally what im sayinngggg i dont think sonic is the type of person to really have a lot of possessions, but i do think he keeps a few things from his adventures/that his friends gave him that are really important to him. like chips neckalce for example . i find it really hard to imagine that he would get rid of it and if theyre not gonna let him wear it im gonna tell myself its being kept in a memory box somewhere in one of tails' workshops

[childewife-baby]

King of Fatui's

Chapter 1.

I stand behind the bar while Scaramouche sits in an armchair on the other side of it. His eyes are trained on a bland bit of wall behind my head, a poker chip spinning between his swollen fingers. The lounge is too pristine for all this blood. Too bright, too quiet. I can practically hear the sins dripping off his body—some his, some not—and staining the carpet at his feet red. I rest my sweaty palms on the bar and swallow.

“Want me to call someone? Your brother?” His lips tilt into a humorless smirk, and I remember the sight of Kazuha's bloodied, naked body and the menacing glare he shot me through the windshield. I shiver. “The other brother, I mean.

He shakes his head once.

Well, then.

I shuffle from one slipper-clad foot to the other and stare at him for a few ticks of the grandfather clock on the mantle. I skim over his ruffled black hair and open collar. He popped off the stitches that held his gentlemanly persona together the moment we boarded the yacht—his collar pin and cufflinks. As they bounced over the swim platform, I managed to catch them before they disappeared into the Pacific. Now, as I glance down at the diamond dice cufflink next to my trembling hand, I wonder how they ever fooled anybody.

Is this what a breakdown looks like?I wouldn’t know. Despite the fact that, by the end, my mother would stand naked in front of the record player in the hallway, crying along to Whitney Houston’s most heart-wrenching ballads, or that my father would smash his head repeatedly into the bathroom mirror, their demise was slow. More of the crumble I expected, rather than a suddencrackI didn’t see coming. When I look up from the cufflink and back to Scaramouche , I’m startled to find he’s staring right at me. A half-lidded gaze, blackened by the type of recklessness that makes your survival instinct kick in. The type that’d make you cross the road if you saw it in the eye of a stranger, or jump back out of an Uber if it greeted you in the rearview mirror. I turn to the liquor wall. Not because his expression scares me, but because I know it shouldn’t heat the space between my thighs. I’msick.

I reach for the First Aid kit and a bottle of Smuggler’s Club whiskey.

“Vodka.”

My shoulders pull taut. “Since when did you start drinking vodka?”

“Since you said you wouldn’t kiss me if I drank whiskey.”

A hot tide carries dizziness to my head and warmth to my stomach. The sensation only intensifies when I turn around and find no humor in his eyes.

Stepping out from behind the bar, I cross the lounge and into his orbit, my heart beating a little faster with every step. His eyes track me, hardening when my legs come into view.

“Put some clothes on, Y/N. My men are onboard and I don’t want to kill anyone else today.” He drops back in the armchair, running a busted hand through his hair with a careless sweep. “Those fucking thighs,” he mutters at the bland bit of wall again.

Kill.So Kazuha’s dead. Christ, I thought maybe he just gave him a little concussion, or something. What could he have done that was so bad?

Still in shock from waking up to the sound of Kazuha’s body bouncing off the hood of Scaramouche’s car, I don’t have it in me to argue about how if a man sexualizes pajama shorts and a tank top then that’s his own fucking problem. Numb everywhere but my center, I pick up the throw slung over the arm of a sofa and wrap it around myself. I have every intention of placing the liquor and First Aid kit on the coffee table and scurrying back to the safety of the bar, but Scaramouche’s arm shoots out, wraps around the backs of my legs, and pulls me onto his thigh. My pulse slows to a syrup-like rhythm, too sticky to beat properly. My vision dims at the heat of his body seeping through the blanket and soaking into my own. He’s hard and warm and danger rolls off him like a sonic wave.

He tightens his grip on my waist, and my eyes fall down to his arm. His jacket came off not long after his cufflinks did, and now his sleeves are rolled up to reveal inked forearms covered in blood, too. The King of Fatui's stares back at me expectantly.

I turn away and grab the First Aid kit. Nonchalance isn’t the easiest expression to wear, not when a heartbeat thuds against my shoulder, and hot, heavy breath tickles my throat. My feeble poker face is immediately undermined by the tremble in my fingers as I pry open the white and red box.

Blankly, I stare at the foreign objects inside. “Hold on; I need to Google this.”

A bloody grip on my hip keeps me from jumping up. “The clear liquid is saline solution. Soak a cotton pad in it.” He spreads a large, busted paw over the curve of my thigh, sending a fever-like chill through me. “Then clean up my hands.”

I can barely concentrate on the task; I’m too busy blistering under his stare and pretending like his hand on my thigh doesn’t affect me at all. I pause with the cotton pad hovering over his knuckles. “This might hurt.”

His laugh is rusty and my ears grow hot. “I think I’ll survive.”

His gaze continues to press on my cheek as I wipe down his wounds with clumsy dabs and a scrunched-up nose. When the tension grows so thick it slows my movements, I say, “For a man who prides himself on not having busted knuckles, you sure know your way around a First Aid kit.”

This time, his laugh is softer. “I’m from a family of thugs. Patched up more than a few bullet wounds in my time.”

He lifts his right hand to inspect my handiwork, and once he deems it satisfactory, he slides it up my leg and places it on my lower stomach. The feeling of his busted pinky finger resting on my pubic bone makes me want to rub my thighs together. My next breath comes out shaky and ragged. He moves his left hand so I can work on it.

“Well, now you’re a thug too,” I mutter, soaking more cotton in saline. “What did Kazuha do?”

[lyrazehedgieboiii]

Sonic catches Amy reading / writing sonadow fan fiction?

LMAO YES, THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING THIS ONE, I WANTED TO DO THIS SOOOOO BAD. ALSO SORRY THIS WAS LATE.

Sonic was over at Amy’s house, enjoying some cookies and tea, because goddamnit, her double chocolate-chip cookies were to die for.

  “Thanks for inviting me over, Ames. These cookies are sooo good!” Sonic moaned in delight. Amy giggled.

   “You’re welcome, Sonic. I made some for Tails, but the poor little guy was up all night working on an invention, so I put some cookies on the counter for him, and wrote a note, so he knows I made them.” Amy said, as she put the tray down on the coffee table. “Anyways, I’m going to change, you can turn on the T.V. Okay?” Sonic nodded. She went to her room, and Sonic watched as her sway her hips. He got a little excited, but controlled it. He turned his head back and turned on the T.V. Please be Comedy Chimp, please be Comedy Chimp-

And it’s a drama. Wait no. It’s a play. It’s Hamilton. Wait, wasn’t it supposed to be on Disney Plus on July 3rd? Oh welp, might as well watch this. Sonic remembered the time he and the gang found Amy’s script, and they acted to it. He looked in the drawer that it was originally in, only to find a book labeled ‘Sonadow.’ Curious to what it was, he opened it, and skimmed to a random chapter. It said ‘Pregnancy Test.’ He started reading until he realized that Shadow and himself were the protagonists of the story. Shadow was the pregnant one. This book was in Amy’s house. In. Her. Drawer.

   “Okay I’m back-” Amy stopped in her tracks when she saw Sonic holding the book. She immediately thought of excuses and stories to why she had that book. She wrote it, but was glad that she hadn’t written her name down in the book, otherwise it would get very weird between them. “That’s n-not mine...” Sonic appeared quite flustered.

    “Then who does it belong to?” Sonic asked, his eyes twitching in what seemed to be anger.

    “...Would you believe me if I said it belonged to Lyra?” Amy replied, hoping Sonic would actually fall for that.

   “Makes sense, I guess. I mean, I thought she shipped...well...us?” Sonic blushed deeper while saying.

   “S-she has many ships, so don’t expect her to have just one...” She knew that Lyra had OCD’s when even thinking about Sonadow, but it was the only reasonable excuse she had, she didn’t want it to become awkward between them.

  “O-Oh...y-you haven’t read this, have you?” He asked her.

  “I saw the title and understood immediately...” She said cautiously. She knew Sonic very well, but at a time like this, she was very confused as to what his reaction would be.

  “That girl is going to publicly humiliate me one day.” Sonic nervously chuckled. Amy repeated his actions, not sure of what to do now.

  “I-I’ll give it back to her later, why don’t you just eat the cookies and pretend you never saw that?” Amy said in a rushed expression. Sonic noticed and decided not to think too much of it.

  “...Okay...” He hesitated before saying.

- TIME SKIP!!!! -

Amy was sitting in her room, doing something on her laptop that had her complete focus, Sonic observed. He made some sounds on purpose to see how Amy would react, but she didn’t even seem to notice.

   “What is she doing? She’s never this distracted.” Sonic thought out loud, only to hear Amy giggle while typing something in. She looked like she was about to swoon. She started cracking up, and put the laptop on the edge of the bed, which was on the other side, and she got on her back and tried to take deep breaths. Sonic snuck in through her windows, which have no glass and are covered by tapestries. He started reading whatever she was typing and saw Shadow’s name.

  “Ah~ I just love Sonadow~ It has a better chance of being canon than SonAmy will ever have.” She said, completely unaware of the second person in her room. Sonic got up and cleared his throat. Amy’s eyes immediately widened, her eyesight never leaving the ceiling. “IS SOMETHING LYRA WOULD SAY HEHEHEHEH...” Amy nervously continued saying, before taking the computer.

   “Then how come you were writing it?” Sonic asked in a disapproving tone.

    “Uh...Lyra was asking me to edit it, so I was helping?” Sonic still looked unconvinced. he yanked the laptop out of her hands.

   “Why the fuck do you think that SonAmy has a less chance of being canon compared to Sonadow?” He questioned, waving the laptop in the air.

   “Well, you would never like me, and you’re always arguing with Shadow and you just seem like you enjoy his company more than when you’re with me.” Amy replied sadly, her ears drooping.

  “Ames, I enjoy your company! I just tease him that he’s slow, that’s all. No romantic feelings for him. Just rivalry and friendship!” Sonic exclaimed. Amy giggled.

 “But wouldn’t you like to be more with him?” Amy asked, scooting closer.

  “Eww, no. He’s too emo. I prefer girls.” Sonic said, dropping the laptop on the bed, and putting his hands behind his head.

   “Yeah, I know. I see how you always flirt with them...” Amy responded with a melancholy tone. Sonic noticed this and got an idea.

   “Welp, I gotta go...run, and stuff like that.” And with that, Sonic zips off to who-knows-where. Amy quickly grabs her laptop and clicks the publish button.

- MEANWHILE WITH SONIKKU -

Sonic went to Lyra’s house to get something, and he went back to his hut in less than two seconds.

  “Okay, Sonamy. What are lemons...” Sonic zoned out, wondering what on Mobius citrus had to do with Sonic and Amy. Sonic wasn’t a huge fan of having anything with lemons in it, and he knew that Amy doesn’t really make sour or bitter foods. He clicked on what said Sonamy boom lemons, and saw that there were a lot of chapters. He went to the first one, and started reading. “Oh. OH. OHHHHH MY CHAOS, HOLY SHIT! THAT’S A LEMON?! AND WHY THE FUCK IS MY DICK ONLY FOUR INCHES IN THIS STORY?! IT’S MORE THAN THAT-” Sonic stopped himself when he realized that he was upset over his member size and not the fact that Amy was taking control of him in this story.

   “I need something...AH! Here! This is perfect.” Sonic smirked at his idea, and then ran to Amy’s house to bring his idea to action.

  “Sonic?” Amy answered the door, and her face was showing shock. Sonic walked towards her, until she was leaning against the back of her couch.

  “My beautiful Ames, my gorgeous Rose, how would you like to go on a date with me?

   “I-I-I-I...what?” Amy asked flustered at the sudden and definitely unexpected question.

   “Did I stutter? If anything, you were the one stuttering. I know, I’d be stuttering too, if I were to ask me out on a date~” Sonic repeated himself, adding a witty comment in that.

  “Are you Sonic?” Amy cautiously questioned, hoping this wasn’t another prank by Morpho.

  “I am, Amy. Sonic the Hedgehog, Fastest Thing Alive.” Sonic proudly stated. Amy giggled.

  “So you are. Why are you asking me out on a date? Is this to prove that you’re not into Shadow?”

  “No. I’m asking you out because I want to, and you better say ‘yes’ or I’m just going to nag you until you do.”

  “Okay, okay. Yes. I’ll go on a date with you, but what’s up with your sudden flirtiness? You never act like this, let alone with me.” Amy inquired. That made Sonic smirk.

   “Why not? I have to be your dream hedgehog, otherwise you’d ship Silver with Shadow.” Sonic responded. Amy shook. Sonic got worried by her weird uncharacteristic actions. “Amy! Why are you shaking? Are you okay?” He saw that her eyes were glossed with tears. “Amy! Are you crying?” He honestly didn’t know what to do, hug her? That’s what Amy does whenever someone’s crying. He wrapped his arms around her, genuine worry crawling over his features. Amy flinched as soon as his hands touched her, and she backed away after taking in everything.

-----------STOP HERE------------------- There are two endings for this story. Right under this is the humorous one, and below that is the one for hopeless romantics.

      “Okay Sonic, game’s over. What do you want?” Amy asked after attempting to ignore the weird twitch and tingles in her body.

     “Whatever do you mean, Amelia?” Sonic responded in a dreamy tone. Amy rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips.

    “Do you even like me? You only flirt with every other girl, apparently not me...unless you’re trying to get or prove something...” Amy hesitatingly tells him, puzzled as to why he was acting charming to her. Sonic’s cheeks and ears turned a deep shade of red.

   “...Maybe, but I only flirt for a reason-”

   “Don’t give me that shitty excuse, Sonic the Hedgehog. You’re a terrible liar, and I don’t want to hear it.” Amy sassed out, which wasn’t surprising to Sonic, because ever since they all moved to Hedgehog Village, her attitude changed, as so her habits.

   “But it’s not...I actually like you! And if I have to chase you for the rest of my life to prove it, so be it! I’ll run everywhere just to look for you! I want you~!” Sonic whispered in her ear, after giving it a nip and kiss.

   “Please don’t. I don’t want our reputations tarnished because you decide to run after me like some kind of weirdo. Honestly, I should’ve written that you were the pregnant one,” (anyone noticed the fanfiction reference? :D) Amy stated bluntly. Sonic took two steps towards her. He leaned his face in her’s.

  “Say that again, Pinky.” Sonic warned as her arms went around his neck. He heard a ‘POOF,’ and sweatdropped.

   “What did you call me, Blue Boy?” She queried. Sonic started to sweat and blushed once again at the sudden closeness. His confidence then returned out of nowhere.

   “I called you, Pinky. What’s the matter? Don’t like it?”  Sonic smugly replied. Amy glared at him.

   “It’s not that, it’s just that I’m getting turned on by the second~.” Amy lustfully said, biting her bottom lip. Sonic widened her eyes.

  “W-WHAT?!” Sonic shrieked out, not knowing whether to pounce or to run away.

   “Why are you acting all jumpy? You literally just bit my ear in a seducing tone!” Amy yelled out at him, her sexy act forgotten. Sonic looked heavily disturbed at Amy’s choice of words.

   “Seducing?!” Sonic squeaked. Amy was trying her best not to swoon at how adorable she found that squeak to be.

    “Yes! Don’t you want me?!” Amy hollered, her own cheeks burning up.

    “Okay, fine! Yes! Now can we get to the part where we say how we feel and kiss?” Sonic uttered out.

     “I love you!” Amy exclaimed. You shouldn’t be shocked by her boldness, as she’s been like that all her life.

    “I-I l-lo-love you too!” He responded. There was practically steam coming out of their ears by the amount of blushing that was happening.

    “Let’s kiss!” Before Sonic could respond, Amy pounced on him and tackled his lips. They both felt fireworks soar through their body, shivering at the new sensation that they gave each other.

   “Give me a strip show, baby~” Sonic inaudibly murmured in her ear.

   “Only if you use protection.”

   “What’s the fun in that?!”

HOPELESS ROMANTIC ending----------

   “I-I’m sorry.” She breathed out in a troubled voice. She slammed the door shut, and ran to her room sobbing. Sonic was confused. What did he do wrong? He knocked on the door, before remembering that this was Amy Rose. She never opened the door when she was upset, she just wants to be alone.

  ‘Well, not today!’ Sonic thought, as he broke down Amy’s door. He was going to have hell to pay, but it would be worth it. He went to her bedroom door and heard her crying. He did the same thing that he had did with Amy’s front door, and saw her face-first on the bed. He tip-toed towards her, and crawled on top of her. She looked so fragile in this state, that he just wanted to hug her sadness away.

  “Ames, if you’re ready to talk, why are you crying?” Sonic gently raised her chin up and asked.

  “Haven’t you wondered why I even like Sonadow fanfiction?” Amy asked her love interest. Sonic thought for a moment, and realized that not even he knew why she liked it. It was probably the most random thing she’d be into, and the ship itself was very random.

  “Never really thought about it during the thirty minutes in which everything happened. It actually makes me think about it now.” Sonic told her. She wrapped her arms around his torso, which caused Sonic to stiffen. After a few moments, he began to rock her side-to-side to calm her down.

  “I thought you’d never love me, so I tried to keep my mind out of reality...” She said, sniffling in between. “At first, I started reading fanfiction. I saw SonAmy fanfiction, and it broke my heart seeing it. I read Sonadow, and it still hurt, but I just couldn’t get enough of it, next thing I know, I’m writing a popular story on Fanfiction platforms and the compliments and comments I get makes me feel happy. Even though it injures my heart too much...” Amy sobbed. Sonic lowered his eyelids.

  “Amy, if it’s giving you a heart-ache, then why do you still do any of that?” Sonic queried. Amy gave an emotionless chuckle.

  “People say that I make them happy writing the fanfiction. They smile, and I’m happy that I make them happy. Even if it pains me to do it.” Amy smiled. (Lmao don’t worry, it doesn’t happen to me) Sonic couldn’t tell whether it was because she was happy genuinely, or her clouded, closed mind was telling her that she was happy. She clearly wouldn’t be happy if it gives her pain.

  “Then stop it. It hurts you, so you should stop. You’re basically telling yourself to feel the pain.” Sonic told her while stroking her quills gently. He kissed her forehead and continued. “Start connecting with your friends and soon-to-be-boyfriend, please.” Sonic said, trying to keep a straight face as he felt her jolt up.

  “When you say soon-to-be-boyfriend, do you mean, you?” Amy asked, trying her hardest not to wag her tail in excitement.

   “Who else? Plus, don’t hide your tail, I wanna see it~.” Sonic lustfully whispers in her ear. She took her hands off her of her tail, letting it sway in happiness. Sonic, being a perverted, hormonal 19 year old, got an idea.

...

...

...

  “SONIC! WHAT THE FUCK-” Amy squealed as Sonic actually had the nerve to pull her tail.

   “I wanna see more~”

   “You wanna see more?” She mused. She raised up her dress a little more...

    “YOU’RE GONNA HAVE TO MARRY ME IF YOU WANT TO TOUCH ME!” Amy exclaimed, taking Sonic off guard.

   “I JUST BECAME YOUR BOYFRIEND! ONE STEP AT A TIME, AMES!” Sonic yelled back.

   “SO?! IF YOU WANT THIS BODY, THEN YOU’LL HAVE TO VOW TO IT!” Amy continued. Sonic made a face.

   “WELL I LOVE YOU, MY BEAUTIFUL ROSE!” Sonic unexpected shouted.

   “ISN’T SCREAM THERAPY WONDERFUL?! IT MAKES YOU REVEAL YOUR THOUGHTS MUCH EASIER THAN JUST SAYING THEM! ALSO, I LOVE YOU TOO, YOU LITTLE SHIT!” Amy screamed.

   “WILL YOU BE MY GIRLFRIEND?!”

   “ONLY IF YOU BE MY BOYFRIEND!”

    “GOOD!”

    “FANTASTIC!”

And they all lived happily ever after, (Eggman is in his lair fangirling with me) THE END.

[twotwinks]

a thing i was tagged in a long time ago by @rochc93. i am, believe it or not, attempting to catch up on these things. i always intend to do them but it’s either not a good time when i think about them or i’m not thinking about them. sorry i’m a mess

Who were you named after?

First name, nobody bitch. That’s all me. Middle name, like twenty different characters who are important to me but all on accident because I didn’t realize we shared the name until after I’d picked it. Notable instances include Rita Rose Vrataski from Edge of Tomorrow and also Amy Rose (a recent discovery). Last name, Gary King and also because I like confusing people about my gender by deliberately using a “male” title while presenting female (though hopefully not for much longer) and also being nonbinary. (Also s/o to ladies who call themselves king instead of queen. Yes I’m thinking of Kagamine Rin in the WanOpo songs Death Should Not Have Taken Thee and Our Adventure Log Has Vanished.)

Last time you cried?

two weeks ago to the day, when my dad let our dog Koko get hit by a car, things have been Extra Bad around here since then

Do you like your handwriting?

No. When I was little everyone always used to tell me how pretty it was but then I started trying to be a Serious Writer and my penmanship degraded as a result of how fast I had to get the words out of my head. Now my mom whines all the time about how messy and illegible my writing is.

What is your favorite lunch meat?

TURKEY

Longest relationship?

Umm....about two years ago for about three months-ish? I think? Maybe two months? I don’t know, we were dating for Christmas and then I broke up with him right before Valentine’s Day because my mental health couldn’t take it. I realized I was aro shortly after. Who would’ve guessed, huh?

Do you still have your tonsils?

Yep!

Do you bungee jump?

no and i never will

What is your favorite kind of cereal?

Dude this changes like monthly. Sometimes Honey Bunches of Oats. Sometimes Frosted Flakes. Sometimes I get a ridiculously strong craving for Strawberry Awake or Lucky Charms or Honey Nut Cheerios. I just get to eat cereal so infrequently that I can’t really have a favorite, I just have to indulge whatever craving I currently have because I only get the chance to eat one box every three months or so.

Do you untie your shoes when you take them off?

Yes because when I was little my mom ingrained into me that not untying my shoes first would ruin the backs of them way faster than they should. In all fairness we were poor and couldn’t afford to buy me new shoes that often because my feet are so sensitive that an actual comfortable pair costs $100.

Do you think you’re strong willed?

oh fuck no i mean have you ever spoken to me??? i’m the biggest baby pushover to ever live

Favorite ice cream?

Either that Death by Chocolate stuff they serve at Purdue’s dining courts sometimes or mint chocolate chip. It has to be green though or it loses something sdkhsdhk

What is the first thing you notice about a person?

Usually like their shirt, I guess? I don’t know, this isn’t something I’ve ever really thought about. Maybe it’s also if they have one of those annoying faces or voices. Or if they have a queer vibe. Look I’m not good with people ok.

Football or baseball?

Football but only because marching band and/or soccer

Favorite doughnut?

Okay this is going to sound weirdly specific but. Chocolate cake donut with chocolate frosting and rainbow sprinkles. Also on a related note I once let a girl in high school copy my homework (that I myself had found the answers to on the internet, it was a really unfair English assignment). She was so happy that she said she’d buy me a donut for breakfast the next day (she made a donut run for herself once a week as a special treat). I gave her my oddly specific request, but since I knew it was kind of a rare donut to find I told her anything chocolate would work. The next day, lo and behold, she showed up with the perfect donut. She had them make it special for me (insert Discord’s pleading face emoji). That was the day I learned my lesson about judging “dumb blondes”.

What music are you listening to?

I’ve been back into Touhou doujin arrangements again lately, especially eurobeat. However I’m also hyperfixating on Sonic the Hedgehog again so the game soundtracks and the Crush 40 albums are starting to show up in my frequent rotation on Spotify.

If you were a crayon, what color would you be?

The obvious choice is mint green but I could also very easily be a lime green or a glittery ruby slippers red.

Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?

I believe I talked to my grandma a little bit on my mom’s phone not that long ago? Other than that according to my phone it looks like I took a call from my dad back in April?

Hair color?

that real deep almost black brown. i nearly got into a fistfight with some boys in second grade who insisted my hair was black. it’s not black it’s just very thick. it actually looks much lighter if you just separate a smaller chunk and look at it.

Eye color?

Hazel. Brown with some green flecks. Or possibly green with some brown flecks. Also both of my irises look different up close but you can’t tell unless you’re really up in my face.

Favorite food to eat?

pasta but it can’t have red sauce

Scary movies or happy endings?

happy endings all the way

Last film you watched in the cinema?

do you really expect me to remember this. i honestly do not fucking know. i have no brain when it comes to movie theaters. i was gonna do a double feature of birds of prey and the sonic movie the tuesday before spring break (cheap prices for students!!!) but i ended up having a headache that day so i couldn’t go and then shit hit the fan and there was no theatergoing. i have tried and failed to get my parents to rent the sonic movie since. i’m very unhappy about it now that i’m hyperfixating again.

What color shirt are you wearing?

well i think it used to be white but it’s really old so now it’s like off-white. also it has a big snake on the back. i don’t even like snakes i just enjoy this shirt.

Favorite holiday?

Christmas!!! I don’t necessarily actually enjoy celebrating the holiday (thanks fam) but I love the idea behind it and the aesthetics. Also it’s peppermint season!

Beer or wine?

Listen I am super picky about alcohol. I haven’t liked any of the wine I’ve tried, but the first two wines I had other people told me it was bad (and then they took me out and bought me alcohol I would actually like because I’d never drank before and apparently getting me tipsy in Ireland over spring break was an Honor for them I literally didn’t pay for a single drink that night) and the third wine I had was paired with the wrong type of food (we couldn’t get the Right wine bottle open). I didn’t really mind the beer I tried in Ireland though, so I guess beer? I really like cider best though, and apparently I can also handle vodka.

Night owl or morning person?

night owl i wish i could be nocturnal

Favorite day of the week?

Friday. It has all the joy and anticipation of the coming weekend without the curse of my dad being home or the responsibility of homework looming over everything.

Favorite animal?

HEDGEHOG yeah i never really got past that from when i was little. but i also just love pretty much all animals. except like. snakes and spiders but sometimes snakes have their moments.

Do you have a pet?

Yeah. We have a lot of “family” pets but I consider Patches (cat) and Gabby (dog) to be Mine Specifically. If my mom hadn’t forced me out of therapy I’d probably be bringing Patches with me to college next year as an emotional support animal.

Where would you like to travel?

Europe babey. I just wanna hang out in France and England and Scotland and also go back to Ireland. I miss Ireland so much y’all.

ok that’s it. that’s all for this one. i’m not tagging anyone because i’m sure it’s already made the rounds among everyone. but if it missed you and you still wanna do it go for it. consider yourself tagged. poof.

[aurimeanswind]

Whoa There Sleepy-Boy—Sunday Chats (4-23-17)

Today was another one of those unfortunate situations where I had an hour of sleep and then a day of things I needed to get done.

But don’t worry, this is gonna be a banger Sunday Chats, and then I’m gonna sleep like there is no tomorrow.

Almost Anniversary

Out of curiosity, I went and looked up when I officially started Sunday Chats in the capacity it exists now, and it was actually the first Sunday in May of 2016. Which is crazy! Because that means next week is kind of the one year anniversary of Sunday Chats. Once again, my history of doing very specific things for way too long consistently continues, this time with Sunday Chats.

But I wanted to take a moment and thank all of the Patrons of Sunday Chats, for their continued support. It’s been really fun to see this thing grow. Originally it was something where I could write a pseudo-editorial, inspired by Cup of Jones from the Easy Allies, and also catch folks up with what I was working on since I write a lot every week. It also made for a pretty fun written outlet for me to discuss what I’ve been playing, of which there has been a lot to talk about. The game I discussed on the very first Sunday Chats? Dark Souls III, of all things. That really takes you back. The long-ass games that have released since really make it feel like an eternity since then.

But something I’ve gotten away from, and it’s unfortunate that I have, is the “What I’ve Been Working On” aspect of Sunday Chats, soooooo...

What I’ve Been Working On

It’s time to bring it back! I think in a post-Alex Talks world, I stopped writing about What I’ve Been Working On because it was pretty much exclusively scripts. But I am off writing things that are in different wheelhouses, so I thought I’d bring this idea back and take you through my week of writing. For folks who don’t know, I write every day, and I write a good amount every day. Usually I chip away at the same big thing over multiple days until its done, but sometimes I’ll write a whole thing in a day.

Here has been my week:

Sun 4/16 - Sunday Chats

Mon 4/17 - *finished Alex Talks Script: Undertale & Asking Tough Questions

Tues 4/18 - *preliminary notes - Flinthook Review

Wed 4/19 - *worked on - Case Study: Breath of the Wild / *closing comments - The Legend of Zelda Breath of the Wild Review / *minor edits - Tales of Berseria Review

Thurs 4/20 - *worked on - Case Study: Breath of the Wild

Fri 4/21 - *blog post - I Finished Persona 5 / *worked on - Case Study: Breath of the Wild

Sat 4/22 - *finished/closing thought - Case Study: Breath of the Wild

So I think listing stuff off like this is fun, because you can see exactly what my week looks like, and maybe I can talk a little bit about my process with some of this stuff.

So for example, when I say “preliminary notes” for Flinthook, I mean I wrote a couple (or sometimes more) cohesive paragraphs discussing how I feel about the game. It’s an exercise I started doing pretty recently, starting with Tales of Zestiria, which I didn’t end up reviewing but did finish this year, and especially with Zelda. I’d just write out a few ‘graphs of how I felt, and maybe a specific point. I’d separate these things out, and usually they never make it into the final review as they are, but they’ll inspire some of the things I’d want to talk about, usually more succinctly, in the final review. It really helped with Zelda, but I ended up having about 2500 extra words written that were completely scrapped from that review, which is part of why it took me so long to nail it down.

That first thing I mentioned was a script for Undertale, that’ll probably end up specifically being a “Case Study” not a general “Alex Talks” video, that is the second iteration of what I wanted to write about Undertale. It’s way too long right now, so I need to trim it down, but I hit a good conclusion and am happy with it as of this week. That probably won't see the light of day for a while though.

My Zelda review and Tales of Berseria review both posted this week, which you should check out if you haven’t already: 

http://irrationalpassions.com/review/tales-of-berseria/

http://irrationalpassions.com/review/the-legend-of-zelda-breath-of-the-wild/

I loved both games quite a bit, both have some problems, one is hands down a masterpiece, and both are probably my favorite game in their respective series, leading them to be incredibly poignant and important to me. I’m particularly proud of my Zelda review, even if it isn’t as good as I wanted it to be. But I got a lot of compliments on it, so I appreciate that and am glad people dig it regardless.

Also: I am still editing ExtraLife videos so until that is done I cannot edit the finished, shot, and prepped episode of Case Study where I talk about Persona 4. I also kind of want to reshoot it, and touch up the script... so we’ll see????

What’s On Tap

I finished Persona 5.

It was a whole big thing. I cried a lot. Not for any particular reason save for it was over, and this thing I had waited so long for ended and it was goddamn wonderful and exceeded even my own expectations. But my thought process on the game is so complicated, I had to write about it. See, this thing: 

http://alexloneill.tumblr.com/post/159821138205/late-night-chats-i-finished-persona-5

There are absolutely no spoilers in this, so don’t worry. I don’t even really talk about the game itself, but I do talk about my feelings in regards to the game. In short: I don’t know if I like it more than Persona 4 Golden, it’s really hard to say, and it’s really hard to even compare the two, and I don’t think we necessarily have to? And also I probably like the cast in Persona 4 more, but not because the cast in Persona 5 is worse, they’re just two very different things.

So I finished Persona 5... And then I started New Game+ on Persona 5... And I immediately started appreciating that opening even more the second time around... And yeah, I’m just gonna be playing this for quite a while longer, I think. And I’m okay with that.

Also, FLINTHOOK IS STILL GOOD AND YOU SHOULD STILL GO GET IT AND PLAY IT.

Questions

Can I just take a minute and say: I don’t really remember which Sunday Chats I started soliciting questions on, but I am legitimately floored at how many people ask questions, how many different people engage with, and how into Sunday Chats people are. Honest to god blown away every single week. And there are some goddamn bangers this week.

I fucking love you all.

Yo, I know Greg reads these, and I just want take a minute and say:

so fucking bad. Greg may mame Xyger mentally so bad that he never can look at a Kart racer again. He may banish him to the goddamn Sonic and All Stars Racer Transformed negs-verse of Kart racers.

On our podcast, at the end, we do Bets, as our kind-of-stealing-it-kind-of-homage to the Easy Allies. This week’s bet was:

On Friday, April 28th, during the Kinda Funny Mario Kart 8 Deluxe Live Stream, who will win the Grand Prix between Xyger and Greg Miller, and by how many points?

I said Greg would win. By 20 points.

I don’t even know if that’s possible, but I expect absolute destruction. I have complete faith in Greg.

Sorry Xyger. (not sorry)

Context real quick:

So for our upcoming (eventual) Persona 5 spoilercast, we are reuniting the cast of our infamous Persona 4 Golden spoilercast, with the addition of Tony Horvath this time. I requested to my spoilercast cohorts that we keep our romance choice a secret until we record the spoilercast. Because of this, I can’t say here. I’ll tell you in DM if you’re curious Peter, but one thing I loved about our P4G spoilercast is we all romanced different characters, which was cool and made the conversation very interesting.

But I will say this, there is no wrong choice here. Not that there was before, but the female cast here is one of the strongest in any game I think.

I remember we had a ton of weird games, and when I was really young, Elementary School age, that’s when OT was all the rage, and I just didn’t have the attention span for it. To be fair, I was a pretty dumb kid, and I hated reading, so I’d not pay attention and blaze through and fail and fail over again, so I never really played it. Which is a bummer, especially after reading the piece of yours that will post tomorrow. People should check that shit out on IrrationalPassions.com, for sure.

But I’d play other dumb, semi-educational games. I was really into like, Disney-based educational games. There was this math/pattern based Aladdin game on PC I loved. And a similar one that was The Little Mermaid that I also loved, but they were voiced and more visual-based? So I think I just gravitated to that visual stuff more.

Haha, what’s really fucked is that I pretty much never want Chick Fil A more than on Sunday. Like, I always at some point crave a Chick Fil A milkshake on Sundays. I am not a sweet-tooth person, and it’s always on that specific day of the week that I want it.

But also I work in a mall with a Chick Fil A in it, so I eat there plenty often. What I love is just how much of a well-oiled machine that fucking place is. They have people in line with tablets just taking your order before you even get to the counter. They’re always busy, and they always kill it regardless.

Wow Joey. Really funny that YOU of all people ask me this question.

So for everyone’s reference, Joey was kind of the one who talked me into coming to RTX. In truth, I’m going to Austin just to hangout with my super cool friend Jazz and be cool people with her, but I figured I’d be able to kill multiple birds with a single stone if I went the same weekend as RTX. Work a Greg Miller hug or two in there, hangout with Joey Noelle, in addition to a super chill weekend in a city I’ve wanted to visit for a while.

So I texted Joey this week asking if I should get a ticket to RTX out of concern of not having enough to do by myself in the city for the weekend while all my friends are off at RTX proper. I’m just not a big Rooster Teeth person... Like, never have been. So I just don’t know. In short, Joey said “I dunno” and then stopped responding, so I’m just gonna put her on blast here. (love you Joey <3)

But here is a reverse question to all you Sunday Chats viewers, for someone like me, not a huge RT person, should I attend RTX? Or is there definitely plenty to do and figure out in Austin proper, and hangout at the meet’n’greets in the evenings after?

Help!

Whoa there Danny.

Okay, so first I don’t know why we gotta label every goddamn food thing ever. Here is the deal: in my heart of hearts, a hotdog is kind of a sub. Just because the meat is round doesn’t suddenly fucking change all the rules. And yes you all, subs/hoagies are sandwiches. Stop telling yourself they aren’t. We gotta have some kind of family of products.

That being said, a hotdog can still be its own thing under the umbrella of subs/sandwiches. Like, just because we call it a sub or a sandwich, doesn’t make it any less special. Just like a burger is, ultimately, a fucking sandwich by definition, but it lives within its own family or preparation and customization. People get way to butthurt about this though. I’m just listing this off as logical technicalities. I really don’t care at the end of the day. When I ask for a hotdog, no one is gonna mistakenly hand me two slices of bologna on a hot dog bun.

Here is a totally devil’s advocate answer that takes things from a completely different, and also technical, perspective:

if there is a special shape/style/type of bread made for the thing, is it technically its own thing? Hambuger buns are hamburger buns. Hotdog buns are hotdog buns. Sub rolls are sub rolls. Sliced bread are sliced bread from a loaf. How does that shit make you feel?

If you go to sleep alive and then become dead, you don’t wake up dead. You die. You don’t wake up. Being awake, or “waking” in general implies life. How many fucking Kingdom Hearts games do you need to play to realize this Danny? If you die in your sleep you don’t “wake up dead”, you go to sleep, and then fucking die.

And on a scientific level, the “chicken” came first, but it would only technically be a chicken because it was likely biologically different, but it laid biologically correct chicken eggs, which would then hatch and become the chickens we know today. I didn’t fact-check this, but it’s what I recall from when it was last explained to me by someone far smarter than I.

These were fun questions Danny haha. <3

I’m always excited for a new Jackbox Party Pack, especially coming off of JPP3 which was for sure the best, but man could I not care any less about Fibbage anymore, because Quiplash is just up and down so much better a game. It’s more engaging, it’s got way more variance in response, and the rules are just better I think.

But I am really excited about a new JPP, especially if its just in time for ExtraLife.

Here is my deal. So I played Persona 3 first. I played Persona 3 FES on the PS2, which is THE VERSION to play. But it’s old. I understand the temptation to play Persona 3 Portable, especially on Vita, and especially because you can play as a female character, which is VERY exciting, but listen to me Devin... That is not the version to play. That is both not the canonical version, and also not the *best* version of the game. Get a PS3 or PS2 and play Persona 3 FES.

You can think of Persona 3 FES as the Golden version of Persona 3. It adds a new social link, a big epilogue chapter that adds essentially another 30 hour campaign after you beat the main game, and extends out the story. It’s the way to play that game.

But also know this: that game has not aged nearly as well. You cannot save as often. The game is a bit more repetitive. You cannot make a social link with any of your male party members. You have to romance any and all of the female social link options, there is no “just be friends” option. The game is very, very hard. There are no “direct control” tactical options for any party members, meaning you need to leave the work to the AI.

All of this being said, I fucking adore Persona 3 FES. It’s probably my third favorite game ever, behind Persona 4 and 5 (in some assorted order) and if you love Persona, you at least owe it to yourself to give it a shot.

Godspeed.

So for context, apparently some garbage character that we made fun of on The BrOC, my OC Rewatch podcast that I host with Jon Anderson and Tyler Treese, was in the same band that we also made fun of main character Seth Cohen for having. And that is REALLY, REAAAALLY funny.

Skadoosh.

Sometimes you just can’t make a day better. But my day is fine, all things considered. Just wish I got more sleep and didn’t have to be out for literally all of my day.

I miss you too, really sorry you’ll be too embarrassed to be seen in public after Greg Miller wrecks your whole shit this Friday.

So I guess the next event I’ll be at will be Kinda Funny Live 3, which I am very excited about. I’ll be spending a full week in San Francisco again, a city with a ton of friends and I actually enjoy spending time in.

After that I’ll be attending RTX in some capacity in July, but that’ll be more a “hangout with some specific friends” vacation type deal, or at least it is right now.

Haha, funny you bring this up, because my roommate was making them last night. I have never had them! They smelled good when she was cooking them up though, and they have cheese in them, so I’d probably be DTF.

I’ll tell you when I’m not completely dead inside.

No but really, I’m still playing Persona 5, now on NG+, so I’ll tell you when I’m there. Very satisfied with that game. Like I said before, it actually exceeded my expectations. And it’s essentially an amalgamation of themes and ideas I fucking love. Thieves? Anime? High school? Love? Drama?

Sign me the fuck up.

Haha, see above, I am truly and completely dead on the inside.

But no really, it’s weird. So here is a thought: in my head, I’ve always considered that Persona 5 would be the last Persona game. Like, after I initially played Persona 4, I for some reason thought there would definitely be a Persona 5, and never once doubted that there would be, but that’s it. That’s all I ever expected there would be. Obviously this is an absurd thought, considering that Persona 5 sold and I believe continues to sell incredibly well, so it’d be ludacris to think they’d just end the series here.

What I think is more likely though is that this composer/director/producer combination that has been around since Persona 3 will change if there is another one. So maybe this will be the last “Persona” in that it is the last made by this dream team. But hey, maybe not. It’s just this weird thought I’ve had. That same team has already announced they are making something else in the interim, another new IP, which makes total sense considering they made Catherine after Persona 4 was all said and done. I’m just excited right now for what that is.

Also, and don’t worry, no spoilers: I found the ending of Persona 5 to be very, very satisfying. Much like the Persona games I have played before it, they just tie it up pretty goddamn well.

Eh. It was alright. This was one of those weeks where I had Monday off and then was scheduled to work Tuesday-Sunday, and that’s just the worst feeling.

But I went and saw Fast 8 with a friend and got to catch up with said friend afterward, which was awesome.

Oh I have PLENTY.

Let me tell you about my favorite television genre, SUPERNATURAL TEENAGE DRAMA.

Teen Wolf? Fucking amazing. Kyle XY? My shit. The Secret Circle? Criminally cancelled after one season.

As for movies, I don’t watch a lot of movies, so it’d be difficult to point out any guilty pleasures.

Though I did just think of one. I am one of those folks who LOVES Little Nicky. And I know I’m probably objectively wrong. And I don’t care.

Also I occasionally watch anime, so if that doesn’t make you guilty than something must be wrong with you. 

So here is the related article, for reference:

https://www.gamespot.com/articles/denial-of-the-self-queer-characters-in-persona-4/1100-6404712/

So I haven’t really read the article. And it’s... Well, it’s a sensitive thing. Personally, I liked how Kanji and Naoto were handled, as people who overcame and found themselves where society told them the things they liked/gravitated toward was wrong. But, the massive caveat there is a I am a straight white dude who cannot begin to understand how these story arcs may effect players outside my very narrow, and very privileged spectrum. And it’s difficult for me to separate them.

I always try and be as empathetic and open to any forms of criticism or perspective beyond my own, but Persona 4 is one of those few instances where grunting criticism when I personally can’t see it because of my skewed perspective is exceptionally difficult. It’s very juvenile for me, I think, and it’s something I need to work on overcoming. Right now, especially coming off of Persona 5, I just am not in a place to consume this kind of criticism. But I am open to it, and I absolutely am not dismissive of it.

So in Persona 5, and minor/slight spoilers for Persona 5, there are eccentric characters that flirt with one of your male party members. They are two men, and I believe they are literally referred to as “Eccentric male” or something along those lines. They recur twice in the game, and they are supposed to be humorous and a lighthearted duo to be the butt of some possibly offensive joke. I’m pretty familiar with the very, very different imaginings and treatments of what we in the States would qualify as a queer character or character type, and Japan and Japanese culture, from what I understand, just sees these kinds of things so, so differently then us, that while weird to me, it isn’t off putting. Obviously I am terrible at talking about this, but my point being here, it didn’t bother me, straight white guy over here. 

That being said, it really bothered some other players. I saw this article shared specifically by Henry Gilbert. I also have not read it, but added it to my reading list:

http://www.avclub.com/article/how-persona-5-lets-down-its-gay-players-254102?utm_content=Main&utm_campaign=SF&utm_source=Twitter&utm_medium=SocialMarketing

My whole thing is this:

I am not someone with any authority to represent LGBTQ issues, even if I have some amount of an opinion on them on occasion, so to speak for a community that I am not a part of would be straight up wrong.

I am also not Japanese, nor was I born there, have been there, or have spent any time there. My exposure to Japanese culture in any ancillary fashion by no means makes me some expert on it, so it would also be wrong to speak for their culture in any way shape or form. I just know, on my interpretation of things, it seems very different there than it is here.

So with all of this being said: I really have no opinion. I don’t think things were handled poorly in Persona 4, personally, from my place of ignorance that I will soon hopefully correct when I am in a better headspace to do so, and I don’t think the things posed in Persona 5 were game-ruining by any means, but they also weren’t something at the forefront of my mind.

So uh... I hope that helps. I’m very bad at being PC, probably. Apologies if I offended anyone with any part of this. If I did, please let me know how I can better myself, my twitter handle is @ALFighter27.

Oh shit yeah. Make a check list. Also, if you’re me, DON’T FORGET YOUR BUSINESS CARDS AGAIN. Research the weather, because you should just bring the things you need and leave some room to bring some new things back with you.

It’s hard for me to give advice on this kind of thing since I always, always over pack. Unless I fucking forget my business cards. But I am one of those “i’d rather be over prepared than under prepared” and then have a massive duffle bag of too many clothes and a goddamn fan that I put right up against my face when I sleep and...

Anyway, bring good shoes, plenty of socks, make a checklist, underwear for every day plus one extra pair, and space left enough to bring cool stuff home.

Shoutout

So a special shoutout this week to my sweet, sweet boy Christian Puente. He made a video on Twitter, that you can watch... HERE:

https://twitter.com/PixelBrave/status/856229584454520833

In short, he asked for advice on a new run-attempt he is going to make on Persona 4 Golden, and I told him I’d reply in Sunday Chats form. Felt like a good time to get more detailed and specific with my answer and recommendations. 

If you didn’t know, Christian, or @PixelBrave makes some incredible videos for events he goes to, they really capture the emotion and love you see in the room there, and they have made me cry many times reliving the magic. Also, he does some talk-y videos, and you can see all these things... HERE:

https://www.youtube.com/user/PixelBrave

So down to the advice. Here are some things to keep in mind:

1. If you’re worried about how hard it is going to be and aren’t as into the combat, just do the thing on easy. No shame, the story doesn’t change whatsoever, and the game is still worth seeing. I LOVE the gameplay in Persona. It’s actually my favorite gameplay over any video game, but it speaks to me on a specific level. I think the challenge there is smart, balanced, and pretty hard, and if that is too much, just bump it down. No worries.

2. SAVE. STAGGERING. Much of Persona is based on time-management. If you stagger your saves and then really fuck something up, you can go back to a week or so prior to where you were before and re-do some things differently. It can really help if you’re worried about fucking up the true ending too. I usually run three staggered-out saves in JRPGs now, because of Persona. It’s helped in the past too! By the end of Persona 5 I had 5 staggered saves. It’s a pro-maneuever that can save your neck, for sure.

3. Just do what you want. Here is the deal: you will not do everything in the game on the first play through. It’s almost impossible. It isn’t but it’d be very hard to do without a guide, and you shouldn’t play this game with a guide I don’t think. Instead: do what you want. If you like a character a whole, just spend all your time with them. Fuck it, you have time to still do a whole lot, so don’t sweat the small stuff, and engage with the parts of the game and characters in the world you like the most. Don’t ever do something out of obligation. Except hangout with Marie. If you don’t like Marie, I don’t know what to tell you, but you should still finish her social link ASAP because... Well, I can’t say, but let’s say it’s 100% necessary.

4. This is gonna be a weird one, but I’ll say this: commit yourself to Persona. It is fucking long, and can be grueling at times if you get stuck on a dungeon or need to do some grinding, so making the time to get through those hard parts may help you get through it. I loved all that shit in Persona 4, so it’s weird for me to say it, but I know there are a ton of folks that just do not like the gameplay in the Persona games (because they’re fucking crazy) so if it’s a slog, get through it, and make time to just sink in. Once you’re IN, you won’t want to come out. I promise.

5. If it ends up not being for you: don’t sweat it. No game is for everyone, and even if I really want you to play it Christian, you’ll be able to live in a world without it. It’ll just be a significantly less-good world, with far less color.

Bonus #6. Don’t fucking worry about anyone else’s opinion, including my own, about romance-choice. Talk to the ladies you like, that’s all. Don’t listen to anyone who uses the phrase “Best Girl” because their opinion is probably worthless (#shade). There are no wrong choices.

I hope this helps. <3

This is literally all I have. It took me 2+ hours to write, what is MOST DEFINITELY the longest Sunday Chats ever. Sorry.

I’m going to bed now.

And I’ll leave you with this sentiment, a new one:

keep it real,

and.

take your time.