#the outlaw's heart

[miguxadraws]

Ragatha as Arthur Morgan

That's will be 🔥

this is the best request i've ever gotten in the history of this blog and i was more than happy to draw it

[arthursfuckinghat]

You guys I don't think I will ever ever get over how breathtakingly fantastic the whole world of rdr2 is webbed together.

From the very beginning of the game to the very end, from starting in the mountains and ending on one, from the game holding your hand as you navigate this harsh word to the game letting you go as you explore this equally beautiful world around you.

From the specific placement of cheat codes to the foreshadowing in the story, to the intricate missable details to the memorable moments of late night playing that you'll never forget.

From the side missions with characters that reflect what life could have been, to collecting bones or trinkets scattered all over the map for you to discover.

Fom the rewards and the punishments for your actions, to the love and grief you feel for those part of this huge story.

"To call it not only one of the best games of this generation, but simply one of the greatest games ever made, wouldn’t be an exaggeration in the slightest."

[supermarvelgirl15]

His most cherished memory.

Red Hood and the Outlaws ★ Cherish is the Word I Use — To Destroy You! (2012)

[fablexdreams]

"We ain't kids no more."

"We never really was."

Oh, do you guys hear that? That's the sound of my heart breaking into a million pieces every single time I hear that fucking line.

[fivepointsgames]

Heart and Ambition: How to do Statless PbtA

As we discussed in our post yesterday regarding Outlaw Hearts, we're working to evolve and grow our own take of what Powered by the Apocalypse means. The cornerstone of this is encouraging the Play to Find Out element of PbtA design. Part of this is enforcing, promoting, and rewarding Players who play to the narrative hooks and strengths of their characters. This has taken the form of the Heart system that gives Outlaw Hearts its name. The Heart system is a stat-less system that rewards Outlaws, the titular characters of Outlaw Hearts, for being the best Outlaws they can be. Outlaws select a Crew Role and a Playbook at character creation. Both these choices come with a list of Drives, narrative hooks that enshrine the narrative positioning that the Playbooks and Crew Roles embody. The Captain, a Crew Role, for example might select "lead a dangerous charge at the head of the crew". Whenever they would do this in game, they earn a token they can spend to improve their rolls. This token is called Ambition. The mechanic looks something like this at the moment.

Heart and Ambition

Outlaws select two Drives from their Crew Role and two from their Playbook. 

The Outlaw may select one of these four Drives to award 2 Ambition when fulfilled in the scene. This is called their Central Drive. 

All other Drives selected at character creation award 1 Ambition when fulfilled in the scene.

If an Outlaw would gain an Ambition but cannot increase their Pool, they may either restore one Stress or mark Potential. 

An Outlaw may, at the start of the Session, swap out a non-Central Drive for another Drive of their choice they have access to. They may only do this once per Session.

An Outlaw’s Drives from both sources form the basis of an Outlaw’s Heart. An Outlaw may earn other Drives after character creation but cannot exceed 5 Drives at any one time. During play, an Outlaw may have their Heart and their Drives called into question. Depending on their fiction, this may mean that one of their Drives becomes Locked or Affirmed.

Locked Drive: A Locked Drive cannot be fulfilled for the duration listed when it is Locked. An Outlaw may always unlock a Drive by increasing their Stress by 2. If this pushes you over your Maximum Stress, you mark Exhausted instead. 

Affirmed Drive: An Affirmed Drive always rewards an Outlaw an additional 1 Ambition when it is fulfilled the first time in a scene. If the Affirmed Drive is an Outlaw’s Central Drive, they get +3 instead of +2.

Ambition is a form of currency that Outlaws generate by embodying the goals and desires that brought them out into the Cosmos in the first place. Outlaws cannot have more than 5 Ambition at any time in their Pool. 

Outlaws spend Ambition before making moves and earn +1 for each Ambition spent in this way. Expending Ambition speaks volumes on how willing they are to push themselves to succeed, drawing deep on their dreams to see the action through. Outlaws cannot expend more than 4 Ambition on a single roll at any time. 

[mabye-im-onyx]

If Thad was to ever come back (and was characterised/written correctly), he should join the Outlaws to complete the set of Bat, Kryptonian, Speedster, and Amazon.

It would also be really funny to watch everyone else react to that (especially Bart and Tim)

[echoes-ofdawn]

dunno if anyone said this but these dudes have the same vibes, no i will not elaborate

[sketchfanda]

Chestnut Stud across the Multiverse Party 4

Atomic Lusts

Somedays Krillin has to wonder if it was too much to ask that there be a little peace and quiet before the usual nonsense in his life decided to happen, like was it really much at all? But no of course not because there was always some higher power out there who could take out a whole sector of galaxy on whim with just a gesture or someone with a grudge (especially against the resident saiyans) coming out of the woodwork looking for their revenge. Case in point especially the remnants of the recently attempted revived red ribbon army and their latest act of bull which was how the resident former monk turned cop currently found himself shaking out the cobwebs. Picking himself up out of the remains of a trashed parking building floor as he shot deadpan stares at the offenders who’d up sent him flying here with a sudden ambush, messing up his uniform and his day.

If the Red Ribbon insignias on their foreheads weren’t enough of a give away of course, the fact their appearance just screamed androids would be plenty telling as this pair of twin robo babes looked like they came out of Hajime Sorayama’s wet dreams. Their blank faces offset by their stunning toned metallic bodies that seemed made to be either dancers or fighters with the muscle tone they had which he knew all too well from the kicks they’d given him earlier just moments before. One second he was on his patrol bike doing his rounds and the next, wham!! And from the looks of it, this duo were no doubt here to deliver some asskicking 101 just to draw out Goku because why not, right?

So here he was putting up the best he can in a two on one situation with the twin droids moving with a grace and flexibility akin to ballerinas. Their silky poise and stunning agility a sharp contrast to the harsh, swift brutality of their strikes as they literally and figuratively danced circles around him. What he wouldn’t give for some back up to help him out of this jam but little did he know that beneath their silent facades, their hearts and minds were different stories. As if the longer they found themselves fighting Krillin, the more they found themselves starting to feel quite strange, as if suddenly suffering the effects of some sort of digital virus.

Anytime they looked at his face, they felt tingles in their nerves as if whatever passed for hesrts inside them was being sent a flutter. Feeling less intent in wanting to rough him up and more like they just wanted to snuggle with him and feel him up from head to toe which was quite puzzling for the twins. What manner of logical paradox was this being caused by being in this runt’s presence? It intrigued yet confused them all at the same time.

Naturally this lesd to the twins attempting to uo the ante on their offensive assault with a co-ordinated tandem kick that sent Krillim flying through the wall and window of a hotel. His uniform damaged as it was reduced to rags and tatters, laying in a heap on the king sized bed as the Ballerina twins hovered and landed inside to follow up on their attack. Only to pause as the clothing damage inflicted had left Krillin exposing the full monty, their blank faces beholding the glory that was his cock and balls. Their databanks becoming overwhelmed with an influx of data in regards to sexual information and erotica as their core programming became overwritten by a new directive,…..to mate and breed!!

Soon as Krillin regained his senses, he suddenly found himself in quite the 180 from his previous situation as the twins decided instead of following through in their beatdown, they were suddenly assaulting him with pleasure. The chrome beauties sandwiching his cock between their shiny metal booties, twerking those buns of steel to stroke and jerk off that bitch-hammer. His length and girth as stiff as a construction girder as it pulsed and beat between those quite smooth asscheeks, pre spraying and raining in their sleek, polished skin. Their smooth faces blushing as they gasped and moaned, the unusual glitch urging them on to continue with further acts of eroticism.

With which they obliged, shedding their one piece swimsuit style bodysuits to seem more fully naked than they were before. Seems whoever mae these twins had no objections to making them as anatomically correct and close to a real woman as possible and they felt as much of it as they looked. Which Krillin was finding out first hand as he found himself fingering the Ballerina Twins, 3 digits each knuckle deep, their inner walls as slick, tight and warm as any organic sexually active woman. Getting soaked up to the wrist by the flow of juices as he planted kisses on their smooth, blank blushing faces as the duo internally wished they had mouths with which to return the favour.

Though while they couldn’t return the favour when it came to kissing or provide fellatio, most any and everything else the twins had on them in terms of their assets more than made up for it. From their quite skilled, silky hands stroking off his cock to massaging his muscular form from the neck down all the while they welcomed his own colouring touches and gropes. The sensation of his pre on their bodies seeming to cause this strange glitch to increase in intensity as the words mate and breed flashed through minds over and over. As if the very idea of actually conceivieng a child with this diminutive yet oddly charming and alluring human excited them more than fulfilling their long since forgotten original objective.

it was small wonder then that Krillin was soon finding himself fully penetrating the robo hotties with about as much intensity as he would give during his shoots for Double Z studios. He wasn’t sure which twin he tended to be in one on one, rare as that was as the Ballerina twins seemed to approach sex with him like they did fighting. In a synchronised tandem with their swift coordination as their blushing, smooth blank faces let loose with passionate, deep throated moans. Often sandwichung him and entrapping him with their luscious, well made and trained legs as they sought to not lose the sensation of his cock filling them, stretching as they experienced the peak of raw, primal sexual ecstasy.

How they loved it, inches of that meathammer stuffing and filling up their inner walls as it hit deep into their wombs. Their abdominal regions bloated with the swelling bump that signalled his reach and depth, the jiggling claps of their asscheeks and their tits bouncing with every impact. Their clits tingling with every heavy thud of those balls or that powerful pelvis pounding away as their bodies yearned for him to cum and flood their insides with his hot man juices. Relishing each, any and every moment when he did, their circuitry blazing with orgasmic electricity as their databanks became overwhelmed, seemingly altering and deleting their original programming and objectives.

When it was all said and done, 18 arrived in the scene to find her husband exhausted, the twins snuggling up to him and basking in the post coitus afterglow. The blonde bombshell looking bemused and aroused to find that once again her man’s raw rizz and magnetism for android women came into affect yet again. Oooh You knew for sure she was going to want every single, saucy detail of this went down but first she saw a juice soaked cock in need of a little tlc. Nothing was more delicious than her husband’s shaft soaked in a mix of his spent jizz and the sticky nectar of a freshly conquered bitch.

Sometime after this peculiar encounter, the twins had been brought to Bulma and her father for examination but in spite of their equipment and resources, nothing could be found out. Not who and what exactly they were or where they had come from besides the red ribbon insignias. But it was found that somehow their programming had altered itself due to the proximity of Krillin’s overall presence and impact on them, leaving them in a state in which they never wanted to leave his side. Bulma had to say she wasn’t all that surprised, the little man had that affect on women, especially androids…and rather reminded her of those hot, wild times on he trip to Namek.

So 18 naturally decided the twins had to be obliged which was how they found themselves occupying the apartment building right next door to where she and Krillin lived. Acting as the unofficial security presence and having themselves a nice cozy place with a view…right into the couple’s bedroom. And a generous dvd and Blu-ray library of porn from Double Z studios, staring one Don Juan Sanchez for those lonelier nights when they couldn’t enjoy direct access to their alpha male’s presence. Never let it be said that 18 didn’t have them covered when it came to their thirst and need for her man…after all, the more potential baby mamas to give Marron adorable little brothers and sisters the better….

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Galactic Lay-lines!!

Krillin wasn’t sure how he kept letting Jaco talk him into helping out on Galactic patrol matters, he seriously had to wonder if he had taken one bad hit too many with what he was dealing with. It had all seemed simple enough, salvaging some wrecked up space ship and finding a massive heavy briefcase among the items of interest which for some reason had a timer running on it. While he was keeping an eye on it, what should happen but for it to up and open, revealing a pair of naked twin women, getting an eyeful of their stunning forms as they stood up before him. Seeming to have no sense of shame or modesty which made for quite the view, as their heads tilted while looking him over with a distinc peculiarity. He could only wonder just what the hell he seriously got himself into and how he was going to explain this to 18.

Sometime after the salivate operation concluded, examination of intel from the ship’s black box revealed some key information regarding these twins, both sharing the name Melfina. They were a sort of special breed of what were known as Bioroids, a unique type of cyborg who could interface with machinery and act as the on board AI and navigation for starships. And it seemed they’d more or less imprinted on Krillin as their owner and master upon awakening and activating and he happened to be the first living being they saw. And seems they were taking quite a shine to him so what was that yamcha once said about how he had a thing for androids?!

So naturally 18 was having herself a Funtime, teasing her man and wondering if he’d made moves yet in the twins, being complimentary and quite appraising of the twins’ looks. They were quite a pair of stunners with curves and tone that would make a pornstar feel jealous and inadequate as the lighter skinned Melfina had a polite innocence about her while the darker skin one was more exotic and exuded a sensual confidence. He figured getting them jobs at Capsule Corp might give him some breathing room and space but of course 18 absolutely insisted they take lodging under their roof. It made him feel like that whole trip to Namek all over again with his Bulma went around in her tanktop and panties because damnit these two seemed to have no sense of modesty!!

From walking around in lingerie or seeming to take a page from Bulma’s book in the thong and tanktop department, to seeming to forget to lock the door when they’d be stripping or in the middle of changing or getting dressed or showering and bathing, it was hectic!! It was like they practically fall ted and wanted to show off to him, always in his persomal space, hovering around him and of course even when they’d be at work? He’d be getting surprise pictures from them on his phone, said pictures always being nudes because for some reason in their work at Capsule Corp, they’d integrate with the company super computer that involved floating around naked in a liquid tube, was whoever made this girls some kinky weirdo with some peculiar fetishes? And of course 18 was having herself a blast being their enabler, with her it was a matter of when, nit if they’d either make a move on him….or he just up and snapped and pounced on them like a caveman.

Then one evening, the answer to that little riddle came late at night as Krillin slept, 18 absent from the room as she claimed to be popping out to check Marron was sleeping safe and sound. The Melfina twins sneaking into his room as he slumbered, stripping themselves naked as they got in under his bedsheets. The compact stud groaning as he felt their hands caress his body, his sleeping shorts and boxers peeled as their Ruby like eyes gazing in sensual awe at his length and girth as they kissed and Ickes it to erection. Moaning and gasping as his scent and taste was intoxicating to them, their pussies gushing with a growing need and desire as thy commenced with a tandem oral assault.

Krillin twitched and groaned, silently grunting as he felt his groin become wet and warm under the bedsheets, cracking one eye ooen as he lifted them up. Seeing the Ruby red hazel eyes of the Melfina twins looking up at him with absolute sensual devotion and romantic lust as they kissed and licked his cock. Sucking and blowing on his shaft as they outright made out with it between their silky lips, hands massaging his balls or stroking what they couldn’t fit into their mouths. Little to no shame what so ever at being in the act like this, as they threw off the bedsheets to expose their fully naked, aroused bodies before him.

18 of course had arrived back onto the scene, a mischievous smile on her face as it was clear she was expecting to come to a scene like this. Looking on with voyeuristic lust and uninhibited arousal at the Melfinas expressing erotic submission to Krillin as was only a natural right for such horny bitches and alpha male absolute unit like him. Licking her lips sensually at seeing any doubt or hesitation give away to the fires of arousal being stoked by the horny twins as they began kissing and licking their way up his Herculean torso. Her hands wasting no time in touching herself all over as she waited the porno show that was about to commence.

Krillin wasn’t sure if it was the time of the night or how seriously turned on the twins had made him but he couldn’t stop himself from going salons with the momentum. His hands groping and touching the twins all over, their tits and ass amazing to the feel of his palms and fingers, their moans music to his ears. Whatever it was about them to at made them so into him, it was small wonder he couldn’t resist them as he soo found himself penetrating them, showing their virgin bodies the sort of experience a raw length and girth could help them achieve. Inch after inch of that womb hammering sinking into them, adding fuel to the fire of their arousal as visions of round bellies filled with life flooded their orgasm flooded brains.

How the Melfinas loved it, the raw primal passion and pleasure putting any fantasies they had of this moment to shame, their internal data library in sex couldn’t have prepared them for such a thrilling sensation. One sitting on his face as he ate them out while the other rode him cowgirl style, her juicy bubble booty clapping and riding as she rode that cock while they made out with desire and abandon. To being taken doggy style as she ate her sister out, licking away at her pussy has those big heavy balls smacked her clit, as if the twin shared a sort of feedback connection, able to feel and experience at the other did. And how 18 was living every damn secon of it, enough hat it was small wonder she decided to throw herself into the fray, turning this threesome into a foursome.

And so it went all long into the night and well into sunrise as Krillin and 18’s bedroom once again became a lewd playground for a new girl or two enjoying their Krillin experience. The Melfinas more or less coming to see and recognise the blonde deadly beauty as their alpha female of sorts which was a natural pecking order fact to learn and know. Long as they remembered that, the blonde would ensure they would enjoy regular access to their need for a fix for a good, hard fucking from their alpha male. Pleasant dreams of future encounters filled their wet dreams as they cozied and snuggled up to the lair to bask in the warmth of the afterglow.

Marron wasn’t sure how or why the two pretty ladies seemed to be walking on air but they sure seemed happy whenever they babysat her. And her mommy always seemed happy when they made addy happy so she was happy too, something about him did some magic for pretty ladies a lot. Her mama always told her it was something she was doing just for her and that she’d be thanking her someday and thst no force in the universe would ever stoop it from happening. Her mama could be a strange and funny lady sometimes but that was okay for her.

While the twins adjusted and adapted to their new domestic life and place in 18’s pecking order, far away in GP headquarters the r&d division found some peculiar information. Examination of the blackbox from the derelict revealed the twin bioroids were intended to be living compasses for a map to a secret treasure known as the galactic lay line. If word of this knowledge ever got out, the Melfina would be hounded and sought after like they were maps to a pirate’s treasure. Yet something tools Jaco that would never come to pass and with good reason too.

After all, it’s not like Krillin cared for or needed some ancient treasure like the Galactic Layline, hell if anything the living keys that were the twins were in safe hand with him. And to think, he secured the safety of the galaxy just by being the first living thing they laid their eyes on. They hadn’t expected or seen results like this since the annual peace talks with Blue Diamond of the Gem homeworld. Which did remind them, the next renewal date for that was fast approaching and the giant azure woman had requested an embassy building to be resdy sooner or later……..

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Master and Student

Android 18 may not have seemed it on the surface but beneath her cool facade, she was a kinky deviant of a woman when it came to her husband and their love life. To her, Krillin was the ideal man, an absolute unit alpha male sex god that it had to be a conspiracy from the universe that was keeping her from having had more than one kid from him. Oh she loved their little Marron certainly but damnit she deserved little brothers and sisters and 18 was going to see to it that she’d have an army of them which lewd to the second reason for her being so damn lewd. Because nothing got her off as much as a round of passionate sex with her man than having another woman experience thy raw, mind numbing pleasure as her Krillin proceeded to mate and breed with them.

It was simply a matter of arranging such encounter and finding the right sort of women who met a certain criteria besides being submissive and breedable of course. One method she felt was sure to get results was having Krillin follow in his master’s footsteps and become an instructor and teacher in martial arts. The charge for lessons ensured a little extra financial security and comfort but playfully advising him to accept and train just female students? That would definitely ensure her man would get some results, after all what pretty young thing could resist the lure and animal magnetism of her Krillin when being in constant proximity to him?

Now of all those who had signed up and stuck around so far to even be willing to endure the unorthodox but highly effective training regimen of the turtle school, 18 definitely had say that Ukitsu was a prime level candidate. The girl was a natural sponge when it came to martial arts and hot fucking damn what a body she had her on her!! That tomboy hairstyle, the rich dark skinned tan and ooh that oh so toned flexible body she had, made it so delightful to see Krillin struggle at trying not to stare at her, ogle her but ooh she could tell he was liking what he saw. Marron of course adored her and looked up to the prodigy like a cool big sister figure while Ukitsu thought she was the most adorable thing naturally. But of course there was another reason 18 found herself becoming particularly fond of Ukitsu, it seems the tomboy had quite the crush on Krillin…which for 18 meant she had a prime hot piece of ass for her man to tap.

So of course she was only too oblige the tomboy, giving her a few tips and a bit of advice on her to seduce her man, get him worked up in such a way that it would be assured he would pounce. From wearing more skimpy training outfits to her casual wardrobe showing off more skin than normal and that was just for starters. Then there was incidents like forgetting to lock the door when she was taking a bath or shower or was in the middle of hanging or stripping or how she just happened to barge in to do the same to him. Catching herself some glimpses of that massive oak tree he somehow managed to contain in his pants, which really made for skme quite vivid wet dreams to ah the very least.

Yet somehow Krillin did his best to remain a gentleman and a firm but fair teacher which served to frustrate Ukitsu a tad…yet also made her want him all the more. All she knew was, she needed just needed just the right method and moment that would have him mount her and fuck her a pornstar but the question remained, what could she do? Then she suddenly found herself having an idea….an awful one, a wonderful one, an awfully wonderful, wonderfully awful idea. One she knew was perfect to put into motion for her plan, to have her short king sensei rock her world.

So it had all demoed to be routine as they got up to begin their early morning routine, Krillin stepping out into the backyard to find quite the sight before him. There Ukitsu stood, basking in the rays of the rising sun which made her dark tanned skin glistening more so especially given that besides her training weights on her wrists and ankles…she was naked!! The short king dropping his jaw, eyes wide and bugging out as Ukitsu smiled nonchalant at literally laying herself bare before him, instead getting right to performing her basic warm up stretches. Giving her sensei quite the show as she used her limber ness and flexibility quite the sensual show of eye Candy.

Now he knew he shouldn’t be looking at this bu he couldn’t turn his head away from such a pleasing sight, eyes glued to to the nude girl who evoked herself to him as his disciple. How she moved and twisted herself akin to an eel moving through grease with silk and pose as she out a contortionist to shame. Especially and particularly as she performed a splits, leaning back and forth as the muscles of her backside flexed, her tits bouncing and rubbing against the cool grass and concrete. Her luscious booty cheeks clapping snd jiggling as he slit rubbed against the floor, mentally imaging herself riding the lap of her compact sensei as the nectar flowed.

And she knew full well Krillin was staring, ogling her as she shot a look over her shoulder at him. Giving him a wink and a smile as she blew a kiss his away, sensually licking her lips at the circus tent he was now pitching in his pants. It was clear she was having an effect on him, as she courted him like a bitch in heat desiring a raw, virile alpha male to mount and breed her. To her, her sensei didn’t need her to be just a skilled and devoted student, he needed her to be a baby factory to give him generations of future warriors, the very idea a regular wet dream for her.

Such desire was overwhelming Krillin as his normally rational thought process found itself taken over at the helm by his libido, seemingly shifting into a caveman like mindset as he dropped his pants, boxers and all. Ukitsu grinning with erotic delight at seeing Krillin’s length and girth fully exposed, twitching and pulsing as it shared the same need and thirst her pussy had for wild, passionate fucking. The talented grappler gasping and moaning as she felt that slab of meat smack her ass, sandwiching between her booty cheeks as they began to bump and grind together. There was no doubt their usual training routine was going out the window, instead today’s agenda was going to be about fucking like beasts in heat and making babies as Ukitsu felt her arousal skyrocket with every sting of pre spraying onto her caramel complexion.

There was no need or any cause for foreplay, not when their minds and bodies were already in such a primal state of desire as they got right down to fucking. Ukitsu’s very being blazing with the raw fire and electricity of passion rocking her from head to toe as her sensei kept her in her splits pose, pinning her down as he fucked her deep and hard, inches if his glorious bitch pleasure ensuring the muscles of her pussy would memorise his cock’s shape. All so no man would never so much as mean anything to her, not that she wanted them to, an ahegao on her cute, exotic face as her eyes glowed with lust, braining drowning in orgasmic pleasure. But nothing would be more exquisite bliss than the moment he would cum inside her, flooding her womb with his seed to ensure she’d have some sweet little warrior buns cooking in her oven.

But of course when he did finally blo his load, she didn’t want it to end there, after all he was still so hard and like a good devoted student, she was still ready to go and eager to please her sensei. Mating press, Amazon press, cowgirl in forward and reverse, doggy style, prone bone, Ukitsu knew she had chosen the ideal man to give her virginity to, as he taught her the art of sex and lovemaking as was the most natural hands-on way for a man and a woman. Their bodies pressing together in an unending embrace, skin on skin as they deepened their bond of student and teacher with passion and lust, the grappling genius providing not only her womb but her as and her mouth for his pleasure. From sunrise to sunset to doing it in the backyard and inside the house, for what Ukitsu intended and hoped wouldn’t be the last time they “trained” like this together.

18 of course was checking all the progress of this intimate encounter on her phone via her secret cameras hidden about the house as she was currently enjoying a little gals day at Capsule Corp. Marron being looked after in the daycare wing as she showed off to Bulma, Videl and Chichi like she was want to do. Just the awe struck expressions on their faces was delicious for her as she relished and applauded Ukitsu for seizing such initiative. And of course she knew Ukitsu wouldn’t be the only female disciple eager to devote themselves to Krillin like this oh no.

Yes she could see it, a little martial arts school devoted to training and learning under her man and offering their bodies to him with the goal of baring his children. Yes it’s no wonder her and Krillin only had one child because she knew the universe fears the potential an army of kids from them would have. But they wouldn’t and couldn’t stop her from having Krillin sow his wild oats, oh yes, with the students alone, he’d have enough buns cooking in ovens. And so many future little brothers and sisters all for their Marron to love and spoil. There would an army of Krillin babies and they would be glorious…….

[hoomandoescosplay]

Outlaws | Alastor x OC - Bonnie and Clyde AU

This fic is a Hazbin Hotel Bonnie and Clyde AU!! It's also an Alastor x OC!

Because of that it will heavily follow the storyline from the Bonnie and Clyde Musical, as well as the 1976 movie. Alastor will replace Clyde and my OC will be replacing Bonnie in this storyline!

Not everything will be accurate to the actual story of Bonnie and Clyde and some people will not be a part of this story (ex. Clyde's brother Buck).

I've had a hyper fixation on Bonnie and Clyde for YEARS so I hope you all enjoy this as much as I'll enjoy writing it!! 💖

─── ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ───

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

[whumpetywhump]

Whumptober Day 16 - Gurney

Descendants Of The Sun - Ep. 14

Fireworks Of My Heart - Ep. 31

Game Of Outlaws - Ep. 12

Missing: The Other Side - Ep. 1

Remember You - Ep. 13

[xamaxenta]

I HATE HIM SO MUCH 😭😭😭😭😭

[wavesoutbeingtossed]

Ooh would love to hear your thoughts on Down Bad after hearing it live!

ok so I first want to caveat that I don't think this was necessarily the intention of the song. (But maybe wasn't not the intention lmao.) And it's not just like, the live of it all, I don't know. But I think seeing the performance of it in the middle of the set -- even though the set is clearly mainly about one story -- taken with the rest of it made me consider it in other ways.

(I know that made no sense 😂)

What I'm trying to say is: yes, I accept that it's mostly about the, er, microwave relationship. I 100% understand that intellectually and textually.

But listening to it in the show, absorbing it that way, it also made me realize how many parallels there are to the oven relationship, too. It's such a similar situation, just over a longer period of time.

Meeting Joe and following him into his world in London did pull her out of the life she'd been leading back in the US, and London became a respite from everything she'd been experiencing in NY/LA. (Like another planet, just for the two of them.) And through the life they built together she saw a whole new future for herself with plans on the horizon (the world was bigger than her/them), and seemed to have every indication that it was real, until the rug was pulled out from under her in some way (e.g. hoax, YLM, SLL). So the "fuck it if I can't have us" is also relevant, because that was the life they had been crafting at one point, and she's mad that it's gone up in smoke.

And even the "down bad crying at the gym" part kind of gave me a sad chuckle because it seemed like the death throes of the relationship were happening just as she was ramping up training for Eras.

So I guess my point is that while I objectively know that the song is about Matty and the love bombing and ghosting, it's another "all breakups are the same" situation because she did create this whole other world in her head for herself and Joe where she deluded herself into thinking they could work, only for him to figuratively leave her until she actually left him. Which is just the longer, and arguably more painful, way of how she deluded herself into believing Matty was the right escape hatch to the life she wanted.

Or, it may be a case where the song is more swirly than it's given credit for. And/or that the microwave happened because it was a copycat of the life she'd shared with the oven. (lol this is getting weird)

Idk, Down Bad just made me surprisingly reflective/emotional on the first night and I'm not sure why, except that like most songs on TTPD it's just SO sad if you think about it with any kind of depth.

[leam1983]

2024 in Gaming

Helldivers 2: it's become a running joke with the polycule, and approval with Progressive opinions or talking points now gets at least one of the three of us to jokingly pull out their smartphone to "call their Democracy Officer to report a case of treasonous activity"...

Walt isn't any better, but he's unlocked a few rocket-propelled weapons and now feels better sitting behind myself and Sarah while pelting the enemies ahead with weaponized Freedom.

Balatro: Walt and I's new favourite casual game, wherein appearance of it being a cutesy little variant on Poker suites turns into virtual crack. I've woken up in the wee hours to Walt's face bathed in his phone's OLED screen. When I ask him what's wrong, he typically replies something to the tune of "I need four thousand Chips, babe."

Marvel Rivals: it does what Overwatch 2 don't. As in, it's fun. Me, Walt, Sarah and a few of the boys on an all-Rocket Raccon match? You betcha! Also, there's Jeff the Land Shark, and Jeff the Land Shark deserves the world. Nay, the universe.

Astro Bot: didn't finish it, but I loved what Team Asobi cooked up. It's the most genuine, heartfelt, cutesy and engaging piece of corporate PR and Engineering porn to ever exist. Every button pressed during an Astro Bot session twiddles Mark Cerny's fun bits remotely.

Elden Ring - Shadow of the Erdtree: bought it because I approve of the design ethos behind this DLC's existence, never played it because I suuck at FromSoft games. I made sure to watch some related content so I could point and laugh awkwardly if friends of mine greet me with a random cry of "BAYYYYLE!"

Worshippers of Chtulhu: Anno with a Lovecraftian twist. It's very broken, still very much in Early Access, but the promise is definitely there.

Park Beyond: Meh. Got it for cheap, I guess we're still not getting a decent heirloom to Roller Coaster Tycoon, after the Micromanagement nightmare that Planet Coaster turned out to be for me.

1000xResist: basically a Yoko Taro game not written or directed by Yoko Taro, and it's one of the deeper game-based experiences I've had in a long while. Strongly recommended.

The Cabin Factory: Spot the Difference for easily-frightened streamers who haven't played Exit 8 yet. It has an interesting narrative format and is one of the more surprising implementations of Unity Engine I've seen to date. I could've sworn this was a UE5 project! Beyond that, it's nothing special, but it's priced accordingly.

Clickolding: if Cookie Clicker had an uncanny sense of atmosphere and managed to creep you out with nothing except a sparsely-animated antagonist and a rising click counter, you'd have a sense of what this feels like. It does a very effective job at making you want to be as compliant and possible.

Daemonologie: The Salem Witch Trials in game form, or Ace Attorney if Phoenix wore a Quaker hat and had a fixation on nakey women doing odd shit in the forest. Very tense and minimalist, and very, very worthwhile.

Cryptmaster: it's basically a spruced-up oldschool MUD, with 3D black-and-white graphics and four zombified D&D character archetypes you control simultaneously, by either using your Arrow keys to move the entire party at once, or typing in the words that correspond to abilities or attacks. Very, very, very British humour is on offer, along with a script-writer that managed to predict most stupidly filthy prompts you're likely to try at any given point. It's hilarious and kludgey in just the right way, especially if you remember the nineties' MindMaze on Encarta '95.

Liar's Bar: Russian Roulette for Furries with a decent voIP chat integration. It's shallow and stupid fun, and the subject matter makes people behave in increasingly crude ways as the session goes on. If you're like me, you'll swear you played a round or two against a guy who was actually stone-dead-drunk and who actually had nothing to lose...

Silent Hill 2 Remake: finally, Silent Hill's fog doesn't feel like a performance-saving measure and actually creeps me the fuck out. It makes me feel terrible and has me contemplate not playing it, but it does make sense. Kudos to Bloober Team for finally manage to ground this one heck of a weirdo title.

Indiana Jones and the Great Circle: take Kingdom of the Crystal Skull and Dial of Destiny, burn all copies, consign the masters to Disney's oubliette, thank Harrison Ford for his decades of diligent service and pass the fedora and bullwhip to Troy Baker, 'cause Machine Games and Bethesda have managed to find themselves yet another prime title to fuck Fascists up using fisticuffs or blunt weaponry. It's a great callback to Machine Games' own contribution to Deus Ex: Mankind Divided, seeing as every single level in the game has the granular detail of their version of Prague. Slap some John Williams on, add the authentic audio samples for whip cracks and punches, lifted straight out of the movies. I haven't had as much fun raiding tombs or poking through lovingly-reconstructed real places since Nolan North last lent his voice pipes to Nathan Drake.

Imagine my surprise, when the Sistine Chapel turned out to be about the size of our condo building's parking lot! That's tiny! The more you know, I guess!

Star Wars Outlaws: this is what happens when a studio really, really, really wants to give the IP due diligence, but its decades of re-iterated design docs ruin the experience. Kay Vess isn't a galactic scoundrel; she's basically every Far Cry protagonist ever, except in third-person!

The Forever Winter: all crunch, no fun. An incredibly engaging premise, but the mistaken notion that the average gamer has several three-to-four-blocks to devote to this each and every single day. Worth at least a YouTube ride-along, to see the incredible work the Art Design team's pulled together.

Disney's Epic Mickey - Rebrushed: Warren Spector's poorly-received baby and love letter to classic animation gets its just desserts on PC. It's not super complex with only two basic mechanics based off of two buttons on a controller, but it managed to use an extremely limited toolset to great effect, even throwing in what feels like a younger relative's first potential exposure to the Immersive Sim concept of looking for unmarked routes through a level. The in-between side-scrolling levels are oozing charm, and essentially feel like some part of Spector wanted to play in the same ballpark as American McGee's Alice.

If anything, it cements the idea that non-verbal instances of Mickey Mouse should never be left in the same room as a magical implement or toolset. Ever. Verbal Mickeys can push past their childlike glee and reason accordingly, but the oldschool button-eyed and non-verbal originator is not to be trusted.

STALKER 2: Heart of Chernobyl: Have fun losing half your health because the ARMA-esque mechanics decide that grazing damage means holy shit, you almost died! Especially, have fun getting knocked flat out on your ass by mutants - over and over and over...

To be played in subtitled Ukranian out of implicit support, and to have fun with the Slavic definition of an acting range. It's like watching the second season of Squid Game, except you get the sense that their scale goes from Nonchalant to Pants-Pissingly Terrified with very little grading in-between.

And now, for Games I didn't really get into until 2024...

Valfaris and Valfaris II: Mecha Therion: side-scrollers that do their damndest to look like they stepped straight out of the pages of Heavy Metal as of the mid-eighties. Gorgeously grotesque pixel art meets with a banging soundtrack made up of certified shredders. The lead headbangs and throws the horns when he finishes a stage!

Brütal Legend: an oldie but a goodie, previously constrained to the PS3 but now quite cozy on my Steam Deck. It's got a semi-cohesive grab-bag of mechanics, sure, but it's got even more heart, along with a pre-stroke Tim Curry voicing the villain with the gooiest of all countenances. Imagine Shere Khan, but Metal as fuck.

Katamari Damacy: Re-Roll: I barely touched the original when it came out. Having managed to grab the PC port for cheap and knowing how well it plays with a Steam Deck, the Prince of All Cosmos' ball-rolling sojourn across the surface of our planet has turned into a nightly staple for me.

Baldur's Gate 3: Yes, I know, I'm late, you've all banged Astarion sixteen times by now, but I've got time for a long-form WRPG right now. I might not have this much free time once January 10th rolls around.

The Night Cage: not a vidya, but a really nerve-wracking tabletop game that's made for quite a few fun Friday nights at La Casa de Gremlin.

On My Backlog, You'll Find...

Metaphor: Re-Fantazio: I know it's beloved by all, but it feels so "so far, so ATLUS" to me, and I still haven't gotten over P4, P3 and P5's excellent PC ports. I also have Shin Megami Tensei: Nocturne to go through, so I really don't know if I have it in me to tackle something in that same vein quite so soon.

Arizona Sunshine 1 & 2: I just can't be bothered to set up my Oculus Rift 2's Link Cable. I have the games, I just don't know if and when I'll play them.

Dead Rising Deluxe Remaster: I'm waiting until my old cheese strats fade into the back of my mind before I tackle this one. Plus, I'm torn about Frank West not being voiced by TJ Rotolo. He doesn't just... feels like he's covered wars, y'know?

Frostpunk 2: bought it to support the devs, am just not jazzed about having to sort of network my way across several simultaneous points of origin until the depressing version of a Dieselpunk sprawl covers the map.

The Yakuza series on Amazon Prime: SEGA's trying to become the Disney of gaming, but something about Kazuma Kiryu's story (or stories) have always felt distinctly and uniquely Japanese to me. As in, it requires a specific mindset and might not be for everyone. I'm waiting for a sign, basically - maybe one to pop my collar and rent a karaoke machine so I can belt out maudlin soliloquies to lost childhood innocence while smoking half a pack of cigs between every third or fourth stanza...

The Sonic Movies: yeah, sure, I'm in my forties, but Jim Carrey's going through a career renaissance by acting out Albert Einstein on crack. Yeah, sure, it's not either of my Robotniks (the Jim Cummings or Long John Baldry versions - for the memes) - but it seems like it might still be a trilogy of adaptations worth pursuing.

Plus, hey, I gotta start catching up on that Stobotnik shit, huh?

[unproduciblesmackdown]

bloodsong of oh shit....oh fuck

[nightwingsdiscordkitten]

I lose my shit when ever Jayson talks

about Roy I literally sob my eyes out and throw up I roll around on the floor I claw at my walls I kick the floor and bang my hands against the floor I can’t do this any more A AAAAAAA

[fivepointsgames]

Outlaw Hearts: The Playtest

So this is unlikely to be something we do often, and I want to preface that as soon as the PDF is available (it will be free!) I'll be removing access to the Google Doc so people use the PDF instead. With all that said however people have been showing some interest here on the Ambition system and what we've shared so...here's the Playtest Document as it stands. We've shared it on our Discord, so I don't see the harm here either. The Playtest Document! Please keep in mind that this is the Playtest document and things are bound to change. Our development editor and I will be looking over it for a quality pass before we put it in the PDF and once the PDF is out in the wild we'll be starting actual playtesting with people. If you've got feedback hit us up, we love feedback. If you want to run it, you have our blessing. All our contact information is on the document as well, so don't be a stranger.