#their height difference makes me want to [redacted] [redacted]

[church-of-lilith]

this leak from 17x05 is the only thing keeping me alive rn just fyi

[spirit-lanterns]

THE BOSS’ CHARACTER SHEET

A semi-detailed post about the Boss’ character information and personality. Certain pieces of information are REDACTED, but will be unlocked in the future.

All information available for the Boss, is under the cut:

BIO: 

FULL NAME: ??? “The Boss” {TO BE UNLOCKED}

GENDER: Female 

PRONOUNS: She/her 

AGE: 38 years old 

HEIGHT: 5’8

MODEL TYPE: Tall female 

TYPE: Playable character

FACTION(S): The Rabbit’s Foot

WORLD: Penacony

RARITY: 5 Star 

PATH: Harmony 

COMBAT TYPE: Imaginary 

OVERVIEW:

The Boss is a woman of mysterious origin. No one in Penacony recalls just how she set foot upon the elusive planet of festivities, yet The Rabbit’s Foot, her most prized casino, is quite popular amongst the people of Penacony for all the riches and Bunnies she has to offer…

A mature woman of high status and a slacker to boot, the Boss is quite a mixed bag as no one really knows what to expect when conversing with her for the first time. People expect her to be a lavish, elegant, and proper woman, yet if you ask the Bunnies of the casino, they’d all say their Boss is a well-known “lazy bones.” 

Besides sleeping at her office and lounging with her Bunnies, the Boss enjoys collecting intricate tea sets and watching Broadway shows. 

APPEARANCE:

The Boss is a tall woman with long, blonde hair, always pulled up in an intricate updo with multiple hairpins and clips, light blue eyes, fair skin, as well as a darkly colored kimono with floral patterns. On her “lazy days” however, the Boss likes to leave her hair down, her clothes often not worn properly as she has a habit of wearing her clothes in a way where it exposes her shoulders and other assets.

She has a detailed sleeve of tattoos on her right arm (your left) that depict a branch of colorfully pink sakura flowers. It can sometimes be shown when the Boss doesn’t wear her clothes properly. 

PERSONALITY:

The Boss is a lazy, yet mature woman that has a habit of napping in her office whenever she’s left alone. She’s a slacker through and through, and she never really does her paperwork unless her Bunnies force her to. 

She’s also quite into adult indulgences, such as alcohol, smoking, gambling and sex. Not afraid to show off her wants and desires, the Boss can also be quite straightforward whenever she wants something of her affection. Besides coming off as a lazy bum however, the Boss cares deeply for her Bunnies, as she’s always looking for ways to keep them satisfied. 

Sometimes when she’s left alone, the Boss can be seen frowning and immediately lighting her pipe for a smoke, before quickly changing her downcast expression to an aloof one.

BACKSTORY: 

{TO BE UNLOCKED}

VOICE-OVERS:

FIRST MEETING: “Ah…a pleasantry to meet you. My name? Hah…just call me Boss, sweetheart.”

GREETING: “You’re back! That was fast…did you want to rent out a Bunny? Or perhaps…you came back for me?”

PARTING: “Come back soon, the Bunnies always miss you, I know I do…”

ABOUT SELF: REAL NAME: “My real name is not of importance, people know me as Boss and I stick to it. The Bunnies never really asked, but you are the first person to push on this topic. Heh, what? Don’t look at me like that, I like being called Boss.”

ABOUT SELF: SMOKING: “Sorry, I know the smell of smoke isn’t pleasant, but I can’t help it whenever I’m stressed. I know, I know, it’s a bad habit, but…gambling is a bad habit too, right?”

CHAT: BUNNIES: “Ahhhh I just love my Bunnies so much! They’re so cute and bouncy, but goodness are they hyper. I had to build an indoor gym just for them in the casino, just so they could get their zoomies out.”

CHAT: NAPS: “I love napping. I hope it doesn’t show my age, but napping just replenishes my energy so much that sometimes I coax the Bunnies into napping with me in my office. They make the perfect cuddle buddies.”

HOBBIES: “I don’t drink tea, but I love collecting tea sets. I have an entire cabinet at home just filled with different sets from all over the galaxy. I even have one that has little bunny teacups!”

ANNOYANCES: “I hate drunk people. Why would you drink so much if you know your alcohol tolerance is low? (Sigh) At the very least, my Bouncer Bunnies are able to take care of it.”

SOMETHING TO SHARE: “If you scratch a Bunny’s ear at the base of their scalp, their foot will begin to tap rapidly against the floor. Hm? How do I know this? Aha…I like exploring with my hands.”

KNOWLEDGE: “When you drink alcohol, you have to do it fast. Slow, leisurely sips make the alcohol burn your throat longer, yet if you drink it in one go, you are able to enjoy the taste.”

ABOUT: (BUNNY READER): “Ah…(Bunny Reader)...why won’t she stay with me? Oh! How long have you been standing there?”

ABOUT: KAFKA: “She’s not a criminal under the casino, she’s a customer. However, I won’t lie and say that I am completely thrilled that a Stellaron Hunter is renting out one of my Golden Bunnies every week. I can’t imagine what she’s doing to my poor Bunny…”

ABOUT: HIMEKO: “I like Himeko, she’s a very sweet woman and her coffee recipe is divine. I’ll have to visit her on The Express one day and see her tea set collection myself.”

ABOUT: BLACK SWAN: “I never really know what’s going on with that woman, but she’s a very efficient dealer. She puts some of my Dealer Bunnies to shame with how quick her hands are, hehe.”

ABOUT: ACHERON: “The Galaxy Ranger, right? She’s not the best gambler, but her ambition is admirable.”

ABOUT: FIREFLY: “Ohhh, that poor girl. She’s been tackled in the casino sixteen times now by my Golden Bunny.”

ABOUT: ROBIN: “She’s probably the worst gambler I have ever seen, yet she seems to be a favorite of my Golden Bunny.”

ABOUT: TOPAZ: “She’s cheated in a gamble before, but thanks to Black Swan she was caught and punished accordingly. I would’ve kicked her out of the casino for this, but (Bunny Reader) loves to keep her around for some reason.”

ABOUT: SERVAL: “I hire her sometimes to play live music in my casino. The patrons and Bunnies love her very much, so she gets discounts sometimes if she wishes to rent out Golden Bunny.” 

ABOUT: CONSTANCE: “Logically she’s much more dangerous than Kafka, but I can’t help but trust her more. Maybe it’s just because I’m a little biased and we have wine together sometimes.” 

TRIVIA: 

The Boss’ real name translates directly to “Spring Princess.”

The Boss uses her smoking pipe as a weapon when in combat. The smoke from it can increase the stats of party members. 

Her alcohol tolerance is extremely high.

The Boss has talents in dancing and embroidery. 

She is bisexual. 

The Boss claims she is an ass woman because “everyone has an ass, therefore ass is the best part.”

The Boss is a criminal. For what exactly is a secret and will be revealed in her backstory.

GALLERY:

Left Art: @e-hibiscus on Tumblr

Right Art: @deadflyartlogs on Instagram

[yukidragon]

Sunshine in Hell Height Headcanons

It's June 15, which as many of you know from this official profile, that it's Sunny Day Jack's birthday today!

You might also know that it's [Redacted]'s birthday thanks to this ominous picture Sauce shared last year on this day. Funny how these two totally distinct characters share a birthday isn't it? 🤔

Anyway, I was hoping to have written something for this year to celebrate, but like last year my spoons are way too few and far between. I was also hoping to do something self-indulgent for my own birthday, but same lack of spoons halted me there too.

So, until I can stock up on more metaphorical utensils to help me do the stuff I feel like doing, I'm going to celebrate by rambling a little bit about some headcanon details.

Sunshine in Hell differs from the game demos in a number of ways, and one of them is Jack's height. As you might've seen from the profile link, Jack is canonically 6'2", but in my personal headcanon continuity, I decided to make the gentle giant quite a bit taller than that. Because it amuses me, and I struggle with imagining Jack as shorter than Cove Holden.

When deciding how tall to make Jack in my stories, I also decided to do a height chart for him and a few other characters as well. It helps to better imagine characters interacting when you can see how tall they are compared to others.

Yes, I threw in a few extra love interests to the mix, as well as a couple other MCs. I was curious to see how tall Alice would be compared to her sisters, and I had to throw in their love interests as well.

As an aside, it tickles me that even after I made Jack significantly taller, he's shorter than Bo's horny "Feed Me" form.

For those of you that need the conversion from centimeters to feet and inches, or have trouble reading the image, I'll write them down for easy reference.

Alice: 162 cm / 5'4"

Jack: 198 cm / 6'6"

Shaun: 178 cm / 5'10"

Nick: 173 cm / 5'8"

Ian: 170 cm / 5'7"

Bo: 180 cm / 5'11"

Barbie: 184 cm / 6'0"

Bo "Feed Me" form: 216 cm / 7'1"

Elias: 185 cm / 6'1"

Coraline: 172 cm / 5'8"

As you can see, Shaun, Nick, and Ian stuck with the canon heights in their profiles. It's just Jack who got a height increase because it's what I imagined his height to be from the start, and Sunshine in Hell is basically my headcanons that diverge from the game's canon, so I do what I want. It's also fun to imagine scary yandere Jack towering over every single one of the love interests. It adds to the intimidation factor too despite his gentle giant persona.

Bo and Elias don't have canon heights like the SDJ love interests, so I mostly just did whatever felt right to me for them. Bo's regular height was influenced by the mafia AU picture Sauce drew. It served as a very good height comparison chart all on its own. As you can see, Bo is just tall enough to reach Jack's smile if you don't count the ears and poofy hair.

All credit to the awesome Sauce for their lovely art of course and for feeding my headcanons. As always, I want to link to the SnaccPop Patreon as gratitude for being cool with me using their art in my posts. If you're a a free or paying member, consider checking out an important survey that went up to help guide the team in their future endeavors.

Bo looks so short compared to Jack, doesn't he? In my headcanon land, it's just a matter of perspective, and next to other people Bo is pretty darn tall. Though he's just one teeny tiny inch shorter than his puppy.

You bet your sweet bippy Barbie takes smug satisfaction in that one inch height superiority. Bo talks so big as a big bad alpha dog, but the puppy he's trying to dominate is just a bit bigger and badder than he ever expected.

Of course, Bo gets to turn it right back around on Barbie with his monster sized "Feed Me" form. Like werewolves that become huge compared to their human selves, when Bo's inner beast comes out to play, he adds on quite a lot of height and muscle. He towers over even Jack! Still, even when super sized, he's no match for Barbie.

As you can see, despite being the eldest child, Alice is shorter than her two younger sisters, especially Barbie! They got more of their dad's height genes, while Alice took more after their mom in that department. Barbie and Coraline are quite a bit taller than average, a fact that Barbie revels in, and Coraline can find a little awkward sometimes, especially during moments of weakness. It can be hard to help someone stand back up and walk when they're much taller than you are after all. It leads to some embarrassing moments for poor Coraline.

On that same note of surprisingly tall people with chronic illnesses, I thought it would be interesting if Elias would have been a very tall man if not for his illness. There's no canon height for him and he's floating with Jack and Bo in the Christmas picture, so it's hard to go with a comparative height. So, I went with what felt narratively interesting to me. With his legs being twisted, and him being hunched over with a cane, he probably appeared shorter than he actually was. It's hard to see his exact height with his lower half ghostly and indistinct as well. It's only when he actually bothers to give himself legs and stand with both feet planted firmly on the ground that he can show off just how tall he really is.

While I'm on the topic of height, I wonder if one of Ian's insecurities was his height. Some men have issues if they're shorter than their peers, and Ian is the shortest of the love interests. I can imagine it certainly didn't help if he was bullied for being short along with his general "nerdy" appearance back in school.

Still, Ian has nothing to complain about at the height he's at as a fully grown adult. Even if the other love interests are taller than he is, Ian is still above average for men in the US. He's just got the misfortune of being the shortest guy in a group of very tall people. At least he doesn't have to worry about taking the bottom spot in the height chart like Alice.

Yes, Alice is a bit self-conscious about being so short compared to her peers, even if technically she's also above average height for a woman in the US. She feels especially tiny when standing next to Jack.

Though, admittedly, Alice does find it very nice to feel tiny and delicate when Jack sweeps her up into his arms. It makes her feel less self-conscious about how chubby she is when her big strong giant of a boyfriend can carry her around so easily. Once she gets over the initial fear that he might drop her, she'll soon look forward to being whisked away by her silly clown.

Oh, and if you're wondering about Mary's height... I'm still debating if I want her to be around Alice's height or a little taller. She had the same eye color in both lives due to the eyes being windows to the soul, but there were other physical differences due to different parents introducing different genetics. I need to ruminate on that fine of detail more and see what feels more interesting to me narratively.

Though even if Mary was as tall as Barbie, she'll still be short enough for Joseph to sweep into her arms since he's just as much of a giant now as he was then. Not that it would stop him from trying even if his sunshine was bigger than him. Nothing will stop Joseph/Jack from showing his love for his sunshine!

I think I'll wrap things up on that fluffy note. I hope y'all enjoyed me going off on a headcanon ramble after such a long time. With any luck, I'll be able to get to answering some asks soon. Thanks for reading!

@channydraws @earthgirlaesthetic @sai-of-the-7-stars @cheriihoney @illary-kore @okamiliqueur @kurokrisps

[bracketsoffear]

Hannibal (Thomas Harris) "You remember Hannibal Lecter: gentleman, genius, cannibal. Seven years have passed since Dr. Lecter escaped from custody. And for seven years he’s been at large, free to savor the scents, the essences, of an unguarded world. But intruders have entered Dr. Lecter’s world, piercing his new identity, sensing the evil that surrounds him. For the multimillionaire Hannibal left maimed, for a corrupt Italian policeman, and for FBI agent Clarice Starling, who once stood before Lecter and who has never been the same, the final hunt for Hannibal Lecter has begun. All of them, in their separate ways, want to find Dr. Lecter. And all three will get their wish. But only one will live long enough to savor the reward. . . . "

"There's a lot of Flesh in this one, but the bit that stands out to me is when [Redacted] gets eaten alive by hogs."

A Certain Hunger (Chelsea G. Summers) "Food critic Dorothy Daniels loves what she does. Discerning, meticulous, and very, very smart, Dorothy's clear mastery of the culinary arts make it likely that she could, on any given night, whip up a more inspired dish than any one of the chefs she writes about. Dorothy loves sex as much as she loves food, and while she has struggled to find a long-term partner that can keep up with her, she makes the best of her single life, frequently traveling from Manhattan to Italy for a taste of both.

But there is something within Dorothy that's different from everyone else, and having suppressed it long enough, she starts to embrace what makes Dorothy uniquely, terrifyingly herself. Recounting her life from a seemingly idyllic farm-to-table childhood, the heights of her career, to the moment she plunges an ice pick into a man's neck on Fire Island, Dorothy Daniels show us what happens when a woman finally embraces her superiority."

[cashandprizes]

5+1 Redacted Headcanons

thank you sooo much @ejunkiet you absolute darling for tagging me, this is so exciting!

Tagging my friends (hope you weren't tagged yet): @bratty-telepath, @penncilkid, @zozo-01, @latenightsleeper share your headcanons with the world (tumblr)

Uhhhhh since it's me we're just gonna put this bad boy under a cut, minors dni go away and as usual we take canon out back like ol yeller k thanks let's get into it

1.

In case you haven't noticed, I have a lot of thoughts about Lasko Moore. I'm gonna talk about the fact that Lasko gives off such repressed Southern Bible Belt energy, tgwgigitgwdd. I think it would be so funny if he got rid of his southern accent until he forgets himself and says some real southern grandma shit like "Jesus Mary and Joseph" or "Mother of pearl" or "Jesus be a fence". I feel like Lasko's storyline is pretty queer coded and I think you know why not just add in a little religious trauma to top it off? Not only is being the magical queer son of an unempowered family hard, there's definitely some bible thumpers who think it's demonic, it's a sin, you name it. And who does everything is about church and you are filled with sin better than southern Catholics am I right? like iykyk. That man was repressed as fuck and moving to Dahlia and being around magic users was obviously so life-changing for him.

2.

Which is where it gets spicy, cause it's me. Deep in Lexi (@autisticempathydaemon) and I's DMs is what I like to call the "Unholy Trinity" files, which is me just talking about various redacted characters and their hoe phases before canon started and this post features two different headcanons. When it comes to Lasko though, like I said that boy was REPRESSED and once he was on his own? Oh he went wild. I like to think it started with him going with his roommates or something to an unempowered frat party and he was like "I want to be this free. I want to not have to think" and it started with him just getting drunk but then he realized there's an even better way to shut your mind off that doesn't come with a hangover - getting fucked stupid. The most important part of this headcanon though was at the height of his hoe phase, he was at an unempowered frat party on a weekend after one of the local college sportsball teams won a championship. Lasko was like a little fucked up idk maybe he took some molly or something but he decided that since they won the game, there should be a reward right? Which ends up being him letting like 12 dudes on the football team run a train on him like some kind of hentai gangbang. He doesn't really remember it, but he's LEGENDARY at that college for years afterwards.

3.

And then there's Doll cause it isn't me if I don't talk about Regulus. I obviously looove Reggie and while I hear the Regulus has kidnapped his listener and they are struggling against him, hear me out. I think it would be so delightful if Regulus's listener was someone who was at such a bad point in their life that Regulus was a welcome change. Doll thinks they're going crazy at first, but it's so nice to not have to worry about things anymore. They don't have to go to work, they don't have to worry about making and keeping friends, they don't have to worry about money - Regulus takes care of all of it. Regulus tells them exactly what to do and makes them do it and it's suuuuuuch a relief for them to have someone tell them what to do and to completely give into someone. Regulus to me seems like someone who needs to be needed and by god I gave him a listener who is so grateful for him erasing everything in their brain but him. Also playing with the idea that Doll could be blind, but that's a whooooole other post.

4.

Sentencing your partner to three hours in silly jail for their silly crimes against humanity. love me a hot honey pizza So I love Guy and have been listening to him a lot and talking about him a lot. It's almost a problem. But I have this hilarious idea that after Guy and Honey got together, lived together for a while, really got into each other, they needed to get a new apartment. They're not super well off, but they weren't willing to compromise on the fact that they needed to be on a top floor and sturdy ceilings so they could have anchor points for suspension. Because Honey loves tying Guy up, gagging him, and sitting in a chair nearby with a cup of coffee getting some work done and their hoodie on while Guy... hangs out. get it, hangs out??? anyway there's also a sign in the room that says "Silly Jail" which Guy finger painted for Honey as a joke but is hung on the wall.

5.

Milo..... oh Milo. How I have mentally corrupted you. This is part two of the unholy trinity files. I think Milo used to be, and I say this in the kindest way possible, a bit of a fuckboy. He was a good guy, he was really polite, but he wasn't interested in relationships but definitely into sex. And Milo Greer got AROUND. Lexi and I were like "how many people in canon can we have made him sleep with and can we put them in a groupchat called 'raise your hand if you've ever been personally victimized by milo greer' where they just trade stories about how buckwild he got before he grew out of it" and it's HILARIOUS. Somehow Vincent, Sam, and Alexis are in the gc and they HATE IT, Lasko and Gavin are in there, Hudson definitely is, and just a bunch of people. There's some HILARIOUS mock texts we made that I will share with you. “I didn’t know I could squirt until Milo Greer” "milo greer is all i can think about when people talk about men growling in erotic novels. i asked him for a demonstration for a book i was writing and somehow I ended up with my panties shredded, covered in bites, and dehydrated. my novel is doing really well now btw" "i cannot believe milo has fucked me and both of my siblings. good to know you're all here, say nothing about it ever" "when he said my size was not a problem he wasn't fucking playing. he deadlifted me because he thought it would make me feel better. this man had my ankles by my ears. no man has ever compared" "you know how guys like to say they can turn lesbians? if he got me, he could get others. lesbians are no longer safe"

+1

And last but certainly not least I have been a whore I am a whore I will continue to be a whore - If being a hot werewolf boy means you don't have a knot, I don't want it anymore untrue but my point stands. I love a/b/o, I love knots, I'm a monsterfucker, what can I say? I think all of the Shaw pack would really just be improved if being a wolf shifter meant you got a fat knot. I know can't be the only one, come on somebody.

[moefling]

ok i’m gonna talk about the RWRB Movie...

SPOILER: i’m gonna be negative and i’m not planning on watching the movie (i guess that means ppl are gonna block me??? idk why ppl are just mass blocking because of this but whatever) (edit: per a suggestion I swapped the tag on this post so it isn't tagged under "rwrb movie")

so i’m gonna start by saying that i’ve watched the trailer a few times and honestly i love the vibes, it makes me smile ever time.

-the kiss is great

-the butt slap is everything

-Henry’s facial expressions *chefs kiss*

-the visible chain around Alex neck. yes

i’m also gonna say that its great that people ARE going to see the movie, we need more queer movies and the only way for that to happen is if ppl watch the ones that are being made now.

so the bad.

honestly i could deal with a lot of the little things.  like they make my eye twitch a little but i do actually understand that you can’t 100% remake a book into a movie.

 BUT

it’s June that i can’t forgive.

if i’m wrong and she is in the movie than amazing and i redact everything but it doesn’t seem to be that way.

removing June makes me SO angry.  its like removing Alice from Twilight or Sam from Lord of the Rings.  if Main Characters are just the romantic leads (Alex and Henry) than June defiantly falls into secondary tier - all the Super Six kinda do (Bea would be the most removable for me but is is also necessary for Henry’s development as much as June is for Alex.

June balances Alex out.  the book even specifically states WHY all of the White House Trio are needed (page 28: “Alex pushes them. June steadies them. Nora keeps them honest.”) She keeps him sane and she put her life on hold to watch out for Alex, and Alex knows this!

the idea of Alex being an only child is terrifying.  he is already kinda selfish (i say that lovingly) and “a little shit” without growing up with an older sibling to shut him up he would be a monster (and Nora doesn’t count because first they don’t actually meet until Ellen is running with Mike as VP and second Nora’s personality is to “go with the flow” to really steady Alex)

June also has some important moments that happen in the book! like it doesn’t really work to have Nora be fake dating Henry for the like 2 days that that happens and no June means no Magazine moment (i know that isn’t really directly in the book but its a fav for everyone).  no June also really changes the tone of the Lake House....

ANWAY, moving away from June here is some other things that i don’t like (because its my rant and i want to, feel free to change my mind)

- the height difference (i did love the lifts comment in the trailer but idk if they’ll be able to keep that up in a way that makes since - that means that if they are every barefoot Alex would have to be shorter *cough* like swimming)

-the actor for Alex is to old.  i know ppl are really split about this but the actor feels put together and like an adult to me (vs. book Alex feels very young - or he honestly acts his age of 21/22).  i think the polo match scene says a lot for me in the postures of the 2 actors, Henry is ok (tho honestly i think he wouldn’t have the loose posture once he rejoined ppl but its cute so pass) but Alex is to stiff, he should be almost bouncing as he walks.

-WFT is Ellen’s accent in the trailer???

-i heard a rumor that Raf and Liam are merged and redone.  Gross and big no.

-King instead of Queen.  i understand why this was done but the tone changes a lot in my head of abusive Grandpa vs. Grandma

-Zahra.  don’t like, the vibe is off with the actress... can’t explain why except the smile in the photos and the bow in the trailer

 -i feel like some of the scenes feel still (this is 100% my opinion and i could be reading this VERY wrong so ignore this if you interpret it differently)

i really wanted to like the movie but realistically i probably wouldn’t watch the movie anyway because i have issues with that so..... i guess it doesn’t matter.

i hope ppl who watch it enjoy it and please separate tags of movie vs book, thanks

[katarikitten]

The head honcho is here! Chief makes his appearance! And a very different one compared to the Twins.

General Information/Equipment Information

Height: 6'5"

Rank: Captain

Specialties: Strategic planning, leading, and most oddly, piloting

Other Information:

The only Firehose variant able to speak verbally

He's got a slight English accent hiding under all the raspy airiness in his voice

He's a beach man, no mechanical bits and pieces are going to stop him from swimming

He has horrible dad jokes ready to share at any given moment

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Chief does not seem to use any combating equipment other than what the others hand to him, whether it be a fire ax or something else

He carries standard fire fighting equipment

Chief is not very verbal to newcomers at first and will speak in whatever language the Firehose variants speak in, but once he warms up to you then you'll hear him speak properly

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Log 1, (11, 24, 1995):

"Alright. Is this thing on? Good."

There is a brief pause and someone can be heard taking a loud breath close to the recording device.

"This is... log one, which is something I'm going to start to keep track of [REDACTED]'s progress in his new body. Well, it's still his body, just some new additions and an entirely new head."

Another quick pause.

"I hate that they, we, had to do it to him. But it was for his own good, and for his team's good. Even if he's been telling us to just end him already, keeps saying that he had already died and that he had not intend to come back to keep helping, keeps saying that his time is already up and that he should be with his team now. But his team is dead, and they have been for a while. Except for two of them aside from him."

"The moment we brought up that two of his colleagues were okay he wanted to see them, see if what we were saying was true. The man can't even leave the bed on his own, can barely even sit up on his own on bay days. The fire really did a number on his body. Heck, it wasn't even the fire that did it directly!"

"He should be dead, we get that, and I'm probably going to keep repeating that frequently in these logs to keep reminding myself and whoever 's next in line to care for the cunt. But that's not what matters to some of the high ups, the high rank doctors and what not. No. What matters to them is that their procedure worked. They brought not one, but three, dead firefighters back from death and gave them new heads and then transferred nearly all of their memories and what not to a device that connected to their new heads before they were taken off anesthesia. And out of all the things to stick on a pipe and shove on their spine, they chose fire nozzles, fire hoses, whatever. These men aren't much of men anymore. At least not to me. Not in a dehumanizing way or anything but its weird walking in to check on [REDACTED] and I see a bronze fire nozzle looking right at me! Doesn't help that they have eyes either, creeps me out a bit when [REDACTED] stares too long."

A slow, almost saddened sigh comes from the person recording the audio.

"It's so hard to think about what they went through to even be here, they should be dead, letting their families and loved ones grieve them in open caskets, but they're not. Legally speaking, I think they've been announced dead, as well as seventeen other firefighters that lost their lives in the South Canyon Fire in July this year. But those other seventeen are truly dead, had their funerals and everything. These three had a closed casket funeral and their empty caskets were set in the ground alongside all the others, graves marked and everything."

"I don't think my mind is ever going to let go of how messed up and unethical it is. They worked on a man's dead corpse without his family's consent to anything. And this man was a firefighter! Working his ass off to protect us! And the head honchos let these things blow right over their heads!"

The person recording the audio can be heard standing up from what is presumably a chair before the sound of heels pacing can be heard in the background. This goes on for nearly a minute before the person reapproaches the recording device and seats themself again.

"They keep saying that they want to make a new generation of protectors. Robotic humans that can do better than we can, cyborgs at most. Robots that will fight our wars for us and heal our people for us, do all the things we can for us, better than us. And unfortunately, these three men were the unlucky souls that were first pick."

There is a pause that lasts approximately half a minute before the person continues.

"I think I'm going to end it here, I feel like I've just been rambling when this was supposed to be informational. This is Doctor Lorelai, ending the first log on the new program."

- End of log

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Sidenote: I was definitely inspired by Polaroid and his backstory (belongs to striderl, oops I'm too much of a wuss to actually ping them) by the end of coming up with/drawing Chief. He was just supposed to be an older Firehose variant with some slightly depressing backstory but I just took a darker, sadder turn on Chief's end once I had a few angsty moments to myself. (asks questions if you dare *steeples fingers* /j) (seriously tho, I am more than willing to spew lore if someone asks the right question)

Edit: Finally added scars to Chief's skin, gave my best interpretation of "dragged down a mountainside by a landslide"

[callsignfate]

Open File: Operators.

》Yes No

》Files | 》- Callsign Fate | 》--Open | 》Yes No /Checking Clearance level/ ... Name: [Redacted] [Redacted] DOB: 12/24/96 (26) Height: 5'1 Weight: Blood type: O positive Next of Kin: [Redacted] Maternal grandmother: Deceased Maternal grandfather: Deceased Paternal grandmother: Alive [Redacted] Paternal grandfather: Alive [Redacted] Mother: Deceased Father: Alive [Redacted] Brother(s): 1, Alive [Redacted] Sisters(s): 1, Alive [Redacted] General information: W/no name on file Fate goes by their callsign, Fate. Fate has been known to be difficult to work with on when/if put on a team. No education on file or found. Video interview link: 》Open | 》/Play Video/ Interviewer: Would you like to introduce yourself? Fate: ... Interviewer: Introduce yourself. Fate: Fuckin' fine. I go by Fate. Interviewer: Your name, Fate. Fate: That's above your pay grade. Interviewer: Fine. Interviewer: Let's start easily, do you have any family? Fate: I'll chew off ye' fuckin' 'ead with my own teeth before I'll answer that. Interviewer: Okay well, we're here because you were known to be disobedient to orders unless you were alone, they said you don't work well with others. Fate: Okay? So? Interviewer: Would you like to dispute that, do you have anything to say on that? Fate: Interestingly enough I don't give a rats ass what you or anyone else says about me. If I'm hard to work with get rid of me. Quite simple, yea? Interviewer: I wish we could, you may be not so nice to work with but you get your job done quickly and efficiently every time. Fate: I wish we could too. Interviewer: ... do you have anything you'd wish to tell the people you've worked with previously if they watch this, or any new teams that might be interested in having you join their squad? Fate: Oh yea I have a few words for ye's alright. You don't want me, I'm not something or someone to "break". I'm here for a nice time not a long time so get with it or get out of the fuckin' way. No I'm not from fuckin' god knows where. My accent is from the middle of fuckin' no where United States. One last thing? Kiss my ass Shepherd, I know you'll watch this. Interviewer: Alright, well- /Video end/

(Just in case anyone was confused, meet my Character Fate. No, she's not me, although I did give her my 'accent'. She has some doodles I did for fun. I kinda got bored one day and decided to make her. She does wear a mask and fabric to hide her hair, but it's just for stealth/ personal reasons she has no religion. If you'd like, you can take and save the drawings and put your own characters with her or draw her. I'd love to see them! The doodles are heavily referenced from a ton of different images. They are just doodles of her nothing major because I rarely do more than doodle anymore. Anyway, I hope you like her she's just something I did for fun!)

[fragilecapric0rnn]

15 Questions, 15 Tags

15??? in this state of brain poopies? i'll do my freaking best lol.

thanks for the tag ria!! @riality-check

Nickname: Sen!

Height: 5′ 4″ (ok but actually 5'3" and some change but i wear my docs 99.9% of the time so i feel like i have permission to round up)

Last thing I googled: symptoms of [REDACTED]

(listen. it's for a silly little fic i'm writing. it's for the plot and as someone who has never had this... happen to me... i need to make what little description i give is accurate and not slut-shamey!)

Song stuck in my head: You're So Vain by Carly Simon (blaming tiktok and a different fic idea for this one)

# of followers: 360!

Amount of sleep: ha ha what a day to be asked this question. about 5ish hours last night

Dream job: screenwriter for film/tv

Wearing: green cheetah print joggers, am oversized snoopy long-sleeve, and a teddy-bear jacket (go-to comfy clothes)

Book/movie that summarizes you: (me staring right at a copy of Misery by Stephen King) LMAO IDK???? Instead I will tell you which book I'm currently reading: Never Say You Can't Survive by Charlie Jane Anders (and it's VERY good)

Fav song: JUST ONE??? the first song that came to mind is Survival by Adult Mom (which is top 10 for sure) but another that i've been re-listening to a lot lately is Silver Springs by Fleetwood Mac (also top 10)

Aesthetic: organized chaos, coffee mug rings on pages scattered across a table, stacks of books on every surface, late spring early summer, looks like she listens to a lot of new wave

Fav authors: Octavia Butler, Carmen Maria Machado, Emily Henry(👀my guilty pleasure), Ned Vizzini💔

Random fact: when i was a kid my older sister shot me with her airsoft gun and my dad let me shoot her back (like in that one scene in modern family adjkjsksk)

sorry if you've been tagged already / no pressure tags :)

@gothbat99 @solosnail @kkpwnall @legitcookie @greenlikethesea @sparklyslug + anyone who sees this and wants to do it, consider yourself tagged by me :)

[fallingsatellive]

100 Questions for Tetri 1-100

1. What is your name? What is your human’s name?

Tetri, [redacted].

2. How did you get your name?

We’ve told this story a hundred times by now 😆

3. Do you have any nicknames? What do you like to call your human?

I don’t, and I usually call Swift his real name, not Swift.

4. What is your gender, if any?

Just male.

5. How old are you? Do you know your CIE date?

November 11, 2020. That makes me 2 years old.

6. How are you feeling right now?

Quite fine.

7. What is your favorite time of day?

Evening! Specifically the golden hour. When everything is settling in.

8. What is your favorite time of year?

Early to mid October.

9. What is your favorite activity?

Relaxing. Curling up by a fire with a book and a cup of tea.

10. What is your favorite food? Does it differ from your human’s?

Any kind of pastry, especially from a coffee shop. Yeah, Swift doesn’t like sweet stuff as much and I hate the fish he eats.

11. List five of your favorite songs, and five of your human’s favorite songs.

I Will Follow You Into the Dark, Must Be a Dream, Recycled Air, When We Drive, Atlanta; See the Day, Disappear, Dead Weight, Carnivore, CASTLE OF GLASS

12. Who was the last person you talked to, other than your human?

Lumi (one of our headmates).

13. If you could change one thing about your human, what would it be?

I'd make him go to bed earlier.

14. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?

I don't like disagreeing with Swift on things. I wouldn't want to change my opinions but I'd like to be better at explaining my perspective.

15. Are you affectionate?

Incredibly.

16. Are you introverted, extroverted, or in-between?

I'm kind of an introvert.

17. Do you like to meet other daemons?

Yeah! It's fun.

18. Do you have any friends, excluding your human?

I don't have external friends, but I'm close with all the headmates.

19. What do you do during a conflict?

Mediate and pacify.

20. Are you happy with the amount of time you are projected currently?

If I wasn't, I'd do it more. I'm "visible" when I want to be.

21. Do you have a favorite quote? If so, what is it?

"Sometimes being offered tenderness feels like the very proof that you've been ruined." Ocean Vuong.

22. What is your favorite word?

I don't think I have one. Maybe "amber."

23. What is your favorite memory?

Since we share memories, I get to pick from our past before my CIE -- so my favorite memory is from the last day of junior year of high school, the evening after we had just come out to our friends, and we were listening to Lose It by Oh Wonder in the car and just kind of... transcending relief. Tied with the tashlich on our first Rosh Hashanah (and the honey and apples of course).

24. What is your favorite thing about your human?

I like that he's kind. He doesn't believe me when I say it because he only sees interpersonally. But he's got such a strong sense of justice in him. Things make him angry so much because he thinks big picture and wants the best for the world. He just thinks he's irritable.

25. What is your favorite thing about yourself?

My empathy and ability to comfort people. (Swift wants me to expand on this because he thinks I have low self-esteem.) I think I have a natural calmness and I liken myself to a cat in my ability to sense when someone is upset and offer a comforting presence. That's why I first appeared as a cat.

26. Have you learned anything new about yourself?

I'm constantly learning new things about myself. We all are.

27. Where would you like to travel to?

I'd like to go to Santa Fe.

28. Is there anyone that you would like to meet or get to know better?

No. Those things will happen naturally.

29. How often do you change forms?

Never. I'm always a civet.

30. What are your favorite forms to take?

Have been a civet since 2021, but I used to take a ratsnake form that I liked.

31. Are there any forms that you dislike or refuse to take?

Before I settled, I refused to take any kind of bird form. Flying, heights and being off the ground unsettles me.

32. If you took a fictional form, what would it be?

Turtleduck from Avatar.

33. Have you ever fronted or attempted to front?

No, and I wouldn't want to.

34. Do you have any regrets?

Oh, plenty. But why get into them here?

35. Do you love your human?

Of course! What kind of question--

36. Have you ever felt a close bond to another human/daemon/headmate?

I have a close bond with all the headmates. We're like a little family.

37. What are you afraid of?

Flight. Especially on airplanes. Cursed death traps.

38. Does your human have a headspace? What does it look like?

No.

39. Which form best describes YOUR personality?

Ragdoll cat. Or a quieter kind of dog.

40. Where do you see yourself in 5 years? 10 years?

Somewhere peaceful. Settled down and in a comfortable rhythm in life.

41. What is the earliest conversation you can remember having with your human?

We talked about Swift's special interest in video game history. That's how we bonded for the first time. Easier for him to get to know someone if they're talking about his favorite thing in the world, the cathode-ray tube amusement device (nerd).

42. Do you have a favorite number? What it is?

I can't think of one!

43. What is your favorite color? Does it differ from your human’s?

Brown :)

44. How would you describe your sense of humor?

Dadlike.

45. What annoys you?

Getting wet or cold.

46. What makes you happy?

Lots of things! People, cats, poetry, sailboats, tea, greenhouses and bakeries. To name a few.

47. What makes you sad?

I don't like to think about sad stuff, so pass.

48. Where are you at this moment, and in what form (if any)?

On the armrest of the couch.

49. Do you use any form of social media (besides [TUMBLR])?

I have been known to send the occasional PluralKit message.

50. What does your voice sound like?

I think it's kind of Jacob Geller-esque, but a little deeper.

51. What are your favorite smells?

Cookies baking, new book smell, old book smell, coffee, fresh-cut grass, autumn rain, and unscented candles.

52. What images, scents, and sounds do you associate with your human?

Uncanny stuff. Like liminal spaces and weird CGI. He loves it.

53.Do you care about politics?

No.

54. Are you religious?

Not particularly.

55. Are you satisfied with your life right now?

No sense in being satisfied or unsatisfied. Just live with the goal of being happy, without caring whether you already are or what you could be doing better. So, satisfied I guess.

56. Is there something that you are looking forward to?

Getting a cat.

57. What are some of your life goals?

My goals align with the system*'s. We don't have concrete plans at the moment.

58. Do you care about clothing? What is your favorite outfit that your human wears?

Nah, I've never cared. It's not my body, so.

59. Do you wear any accessories?

No.

60. What is your current eye color? Does it change depending on your form?

Always brown.

61. What type of pet would you want? Why?

Cat! Rat would also be fun.

62. Do you have any favorite TV shows?

His Dark Materials.

63. Are you a worry wart?

Oh yeah.

64. What is something that you hate?

I don't think I hate anything. That's a strong word.

65. What is your favorite type of weather?

Clear skies and warm temperatures but not humid.

66. Do you enjoy getting caught in the rain?

No! I hate it. I hate getting rained on-- oh I guess I do hate something.

67. Do you care much about your appearance?

Nah.

68. Are you talkative, or quiet?

I would say I'm pretty quiet, but Swift says I'm the most frequent converser in the brain.

69. Have you ever made a mistake?

You think I could live 2 years without making a single mistake?

70. What is your greatest personal achievement?

You know what? I'm proud of settling. It shows stability.

71. Do you have any guilty pleasures?

I don't feel guilt for pleasure, we're not Catholic.

72. What do you do when your human is unhappy?

I usually try to offer advice but all he usually needs is just someone to talk to and be around.

73. Do you like to cuddle?

Yes.

74. What’s your plan for the rest of the day?

It's 11:30 pm.

75. What is your favorite day of the week?

Saturday.

76. Do you like to sing or dance?

Yeah, I dabble in it.

77. Are you lazy?

Oh, I'd like to think not.

78. Are you stubborn?

Not at all. The opposite.

79. Have you ever felt lonely?

I'm never alone. But yes.

80. How do you feel about your human participating in romantic relationships?

For.

81. Can money buy happiness?

No.

82. Do you have any quirks or odd habits?

I love windowsills. I just hang out on the windowsill at any place we go.

83. Do you believe that life exists on other planets?

Yeah.

84. Where is “home” for you?

Home is anywhere you decide to make it.

85. Have you ever played devil’s advocate?

No, I see no reason to.

86. Describe yourself in six words.

Friendly little-guy-coded cat-shape.

87. Do you have any inside jokes?

Probably.

88. If you were corporeal for a day, what would you do?

I'd taste. I'd make a day out of tasting. Lots of sugary foods. Obviously I can taste vicariously through Swift but it's not the same y'know?

89. What was your favorite moment from today so far?

Breakfast.

90. Are you sarcastic?

No, not really. Too earnest.

91. If you were a human (or already take a human form), what would you look like?

I think it's a silly question because I don't have a human form, so I could look like literally anything.

92. Do you have any hidden talents?

No, I don't think so.

93. Have you ever named anything?

Myself.

94. Have you ever appeared in your human’s dream?

Maybe once or twice but not autonomously.

95. Has your personality changed since you first came into existence?

A little, but we attribute that to the fact that people just change sometimes over the course of years. Swift has changed a lot too. We changed each other.

96. Have you/your human ever changed your name?

No. We were right the first time.

97. Have you ever told a lie?

No, never!

98. Do you curse?

Not much.

99. Have you ever felt jealous?

No.

100. What inspires/motivates you?

Mary Oliver poems.

[survivrs]

❝ . . . i'm not a solider, but i'll fight through our darkest of days, get on my shoulders and i'll carry you all the way. 'cause there's no life worth living in if you're not with me in it. i'm not a solider, but you make me wanna be brave. ❞

( ABIGAIL  COWEN  +  FEMALE  +  SHE  /  HER  )     🠒     SOLIDER   by   james tw   is  something  that  resonates  with   CHARLOTTE  MATHERS.  the  shop  assistant  at  record  this!  record  shop  is  glen  ellen's  very  own   PRINCESS,   who  has  been  in  town  for  twenty  six  years  and  while  they  are  only  twenty  six,    they  can  be  very   COVETOUS    but  if  their  friends  mentioned  them,    you'd  think  they  were  more  INFLUENTIAL.   in  a  town  where  everyone  knows  everyone,    it's  hard  to  keep  a  secret,     but  i  think  the  killer  knows  that  [  REDACTED  ],     and  it's  bound  to  get  out  sometime  soon.

name:  charlotte emilia mathers.

nicknames:  charlie, lottie, lots.

preferred name:  lottie, lots.

age:  twenty six.

date of birth: september 28th, 1997.

starsign:  libra.

faceclaim:  abigail cowen.

hair colour:  ginger, red.

eye colour:  blue.

height: 5 foot, 1 inch.

occupation:  shop attendent at record this ! record shop.

hometown:  glen ellen, california.

children:  none.

tattoos: none.

piercings:  two lobe piercings.

signature scent:  tom ford's bitter peach.

parents: dana mathers and open father mathers.

siblings: matthew mathers, open brother mathers. abigail mathers (deceased)

family relations: the jenkins family, cousins.

* 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓.

charlotte had always just been charlotte. average grades, good friends and a love for her family that ran deep. born and raised in glen ellen, nurse for a mother. record shop owner for a father. charlotte's life was normal.

not the eldest, not the youngest, charlotte simply was. born a few years after her brother and a year before her sister abigail, to a moderately well off family, life was just normal. nothing strange. the mathers had always been close, charlotte most certainly a daddy's girl.

growing up, charlotte had always been bossy, not in a cruel way, but even as a child she knew what she wanted and how she'd wanted it and that was always that continued on as she aged.

she was the cheerleader, the prom queen, the yearbook committee, well rounded and happy, her best friend, though a year younger, was always abigail, sure, they each had their own friends, but the bond was strong between the two mathers sisters, each others rocks, each others familiar soulmate.

charlotte didn't travel too far for college, choosing to stay close to home at sonoma state, a business major with a few different electives thrown in. it's where she met akiel and the rest, well that was history. absolutely smitten from the start that through her college years they dated and now, moved back home to glen ellen, in a cute little house, they make their home.

* 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐒.

best friends.

friends.

ex boyfriend on good or bad terms

work mates.

gym buddies.

unlikely friends.

bad influences

good influences

[exsanguinated-doves]

My wife is quite the exquisite package: extremely gorgeous and always red-carpet ready, but also in great need of twenty hazard warnings. Of course, I love my wife, as all good spouses do.

It's just that now I know why her family had me sign a full terms and conditions agreement for me to marry their second-oldest daughter. Their wedding gift? A Pelican hardcase labelled "IN CASE OF AURORA" stocked with ammunition, emergency supplies and survival apparel which I don't want to look up the price of. It isn't that I did not know I was going to get here someday.

I had known from the beginning that I was holding hands with the human personification of violence. Wherever she goes, destruction follows, and her wife (which is me). She is the divine embodiment of the adjectives listed in the Thesaurus that are the synonyms of bloodthirsty. She is vicious, ruthless, a merciless savage capable of unspeakable terrors. Terror is the first thing to strike the hearts of the townsfolk once you bring up her name.

And yet, somehow, I have successfully gained her hand in marriage even though we are complete opposites. She is charming, in her own way, and I find her company to be pleasant. Our relationship is filled with warm love, a comforting one, when the thrill and excitement of seeing your partner becomes a gentle, tranquil happiness.

Now. Today. We're in a place where geese are known to be little monsters with webbed feet. She is dressed stylishly, (as she is quite haughty) and I am wearing slippers with socks on. Slung over her shoulder is her favorite bag--it was in the shape of a mushroom.

Then the goose comes in. She's telling me about the doughnut shop that recently opened. Both of us don't notice the goose. I hear a honk. I look away from her, and she stops talking. She also looks back at the goose.

The goose is walking normally. And then the goose breaks into a full 50kmph sprint at me. I am the target. I have the worst reaction time possible so I was standing there for a good three seconds before the goose suddenly FLIES towards me, webbed feet open to pounce. Now look here. I am quite tall. And this goose is around 2/5th of my height. This goose was angry. I emit a 'huh?' before a feathery fluff makes contact with my face.

Seconds blur into each other and I'm lying down on the pavement, with my head throbbing. I hear a loud shout. My body jolts upwards, a mixture of fear turned into adrenaline. It's my wife's voice.

She had told me, after the event, she had went over to me because I lost my balance and fell headfirst to the ground, but then the goose came at her side and somehow managed to get a hold of her bag and then immediately runs away.

Unlike me, who's reaction time is slower than a turtle, my wife is scarily fast. She immediately stops attempting to assess if I, her WIFE, was alright, and goes to chase after the fucking goose. I hear loud, angry cursing in a very sharp Scottish accent, bellowing a string of classic English expletives and Only-Found-In-The-UK insults. She's clearly using her wide knowledge of the English lexicon to the fullest in pursuit of this goose.

Now my wife is fast. But this goose, somehow, was faster. Maybe because it had the advantage since my wife was in heels, but I saw a woman who was putting Usain Bolt to shame just by running after this goose. The goose does a 360 twenty seconds in and starts running into a different direction.

"COME OVER HERE, YOU [REDACTED] WALLOPER FACED HORIZONTALLY CHALLENGED PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR A BIRD-"

As she says this, the goose seems to be honking a reply back, even with a purse in it's mouth. Finally, she catches up to the goose, grabs it by the neck, pulls the bag out of it's beak with another hand and chucks the fucker at least 6 feet in the air. The goose was alright, do not worry. It flew down. There was a moment of mutual respect between the two violent mongering beasts. At that point, I came to realize that, compared to a goose, the goose is pretty tame compared to my wife.

[brandonjohnbarnard]

Production history around: Gacha’nce

This article goes into the production history around my film ‘Gacha’nce’, in terms of the events happening before, during, and after its creation.

I am going to talk about this film slightly differently to my other films: chronologically. I have a massive ‘To Do list’ (TDL) where I track a lot of my ins and outs of daily life. Really, its more a planner than a TDL, but the name has stuck.

Above is a redacted version of my TDL to help illustrate the timeline of this film. Redacted, as to not completely dox myself or others, and to make it more legible.

BEFORE PRODUCTION

On the 1st date (27th of Jan) — I attended to just watch. It was a lot of fun, and for the 2nd date (23rd of March) I brought along my own film ‘Broodiest Flunkey’ to screen.

Before the screening, there was a workshop where we had to use prompts in order to collect footage — for more details on this read my article about ‘circles’.

Fast forward to 6PM, the screening happens, and I get to show off my film. The entire process was a lot of fun.

So in that moment, after my film shows and the crowd applauds: I decide I want to make a new film for Cinaesthesia 3 on the 4th of May.

There was also something great about having a deadline. That I could not put it off if I wanted to be a part of the next event.

PRODUCTION

Five days after Cinaesthesia 2, my wife and I were on our way to Japan for our honeymoon. I had wanted to go there my whole life — it was my major ‘bucket list’ holiday, if I could go anywhere, it would be there.

Since we were going to Japan, I thought ‘why not think about gachapon and how they relate to chance’ since gachapon are very popular in the country (way more than I had expected actually). Chance was on my mind heavily because of my recent DADA reading, and due to some elements present in ‘Broodiest Flunkey’ (in particular the scrabble piece elements).

I was really interested in the idea that chance can be seen as some type of deity, or cosmic entity. That everything good that happens to us, and everything bad, is in one way or another linked to chance. That we are constantly immersed within a butterfly effect which is influenced by our own thrashing around in our lives. This connection between agency and chance too I thought was important. We can make decisions for sure, but we cannot choose.

I then started to think about the idea of how many choices you make within a day, and how much deviation one person has within said day. With so many of life’s most important results often relying on a small, in-the-moment, insignificant decision, I started to both think about how much pressure that could feel like, but also how could you maximise the possibility that your minor decisions have a large and worthwhile impact.

I then started looking at synonyms of ‘chance’ to try to prompt more thinking. I won’t share all of them, but some of them are nice.

I also started to notice the annoying connection between chance and capitalism.

When landing in Japan, I put a lot of the writing to the side, and started to capture as many instances of gachapon and related chance elements as I could. I ended up with 129 files which I thought were good enough to use.

I also made sure to collect many shots at different heights. Mainly, the movement from street level, to Tokyo Tower height, to Skytree. I wanted ‘the amount of decisions’ within the shot to increase each step, and for this to correlate with the ‘weight’ of decisions. This too, with the main character getting buried the higher up we go, I thought was a good contrast.

2 days after we had returned from our 2 week honeymoon, I started to think about the other scenes needed for the production.

I had the idea of having my head surrounded by gachapon, as I slowly started to sink into them. I made sure to keep every one I opened during my trip, which made packing a bit of a nightmare. Circles are not the most convenient shape for space efficiency.

I cannot for the life of me find the raw footage of this being made, so I will need to use my memory. I made a small box which only allowed my head to stick through. Isobel crouched on top of me in bed, while she covered me in balls. After every few seconds of being still, I sunk down more and more.

In Tokyo, I also found these gachapon props which I really wanted to use for something. Originally, I wanted to create a ‘god of chance’ that either used these gacha pieces in their outfit, or on a box which they were released from, or both.

Instead, I ended up using them as a way to symbolise the afterlife or death, that this was the final moment in one’s life and therefore did not have agency, and as such, have no coins left to play a game of chance.

The other scene I needed to film after Japan was opening a gachapon ball full of blood. Oh my god, this fake blood was so hard to get off of skin. Once you got it, you were stained for a very long time. This is one of two scenes I do not like in the piece. I really wish I had gacha balls underneath rather than cardboard. I think it would have looked more ‘in-place’ since cardboard does not appear anywhere else. It is too sterile. This was made right after ‘Broodiest Flunkey’, so I was still thinking in those terms in regards to production aesthetic.

(The other scene I don’t like is the chromakey on the trees. A bit too jarring.)

When editing the piece, I originally wanted to keep increasing the amount of gacha machines being shown on screen, but I worried that my PC would not be able to handle that, and also that I did not have enough scenes.

So, as a way to compromise not having enough footage, I decided to play around with some of the blocks and have that be a different shot playing across multiple squares.

In the end, I found that the film was already overstaying its welcome at 2m22s, so decided to not go this far with the idea. Also, because this was being made for Cinaesthesia, there was a 3 minute cap for film length.

When I was making the storyboard to ensure scene order made sense, I realised that I was not going to reach 3 mins anyway, so a lot of the editing was based on vibes, or ‘what felt right’ — very different from ‘Broodiest Flunkey’ prior.

In terms of a cool chance discovery while editing, I really like how the fish look when chromakey is applied to them. Because their colours are shifting as they swim, it means that their transparency flutters between different parts of the frame. Using their shiniest point as well as the chromakey means that you get a really clear transparency which only appears for brief moments.

CINAESTHESIA 3

The film premiered on the 4th of May at Cinaesthesia 3. It was a fun night, and really felt like a big exhale after a project that took up a lot of my mental energy. It is funny thinking of the cycle of ‘this film is now out there, time for the next one’, the idea that the release allows something new to take its place.

THOUGHTS SINCE

It is odd how new thoughts emerge from your pieces which you had not thought of prior. Now I cannot help but think that Gacha’nce has anti-capitalism messaging (which makes sense as I’m anti-capitalist), but there are lots of ties to money and decision making, that finances allow you to have more choices than other people. This was not on my mind when I made it (consciously at least), but I cannot help but see that now.

Also, it is funny. This film is cursed. Whenever it has appeared at a screening or gallery, the name has been spelt wrong. I thought it was clever. Gacha + Chance = Gacha’nce. Oh well.

This film also started my thinking of how film productions can be used as an opportunity for a photoshoot at the same time. If you are creating a cool scenario, why not take advantage in the moment and create other types of media in the process. Now whenever I do a cool shot, I think it’s a ‘gacha’nce moment’.

THE END

Thanks a bunch for reading. I would really like to hear about what you think after going through this piece. I hope some of it has been helpful to you and your practice, or has been interesting at least.

I am excited to catch up to my films in terms of articles, because then I will start writing about some of the specifics of creation, or specific themes. Being able to release an article alongside a film would be nice too, though I do worry about not being able to appreciate a process fully without some breath.

Have fun out there x

[an-enigmatic-mind]

some friends and I were going to go do shrooms. Though neither of us had ever done it, they seemed to know exactly what to do. Eating one was a micro dose. Eating two would make you hallucinate. The mushrooms were not prepackaged; they were all around the ground; not abundant, but not sparse. About the height of baseballs; one or two at a time. They looked something like a blood cap, but the flesh was pinker, and it had a glow. On the way to the park, we plucked a mushroom from the ground; this is where I learned the 1, 2 rule. Once we arrived at the park and I sat down I wanted to sit in the state of one mushroom for a little. Everything seemed to glow, and I felt a peace. It was lovely. At some point my glasses came off. I don't remember taking them off just that my vision was blurry which meant they were off. And it don't remember if I took a second one but suddenly there was an announcement of war and everyone should immediately - redacted, I guess - next thing I remember I'm heading to a location with my brothers in a car. I'm still blind without glasses. We arrive at a place that looks much like three tsa at an airport. Multiple lines snaking next to each other. But this is self guided. That I recall, I didn't see a single official directive us. We walk the line till we get to a module, where we input out information and choose a letter. I not only enlisted myself, but for some reason I was in the company of this beautiful golden I know named Brinkley. I gave him the letter O, I took P. Brinkley and I are gave passed the gate and at this point there's no line anymore. Everyone is walking around with familiarity, like we had all been here before. Like we knew exactly what to do. The place looks cavernous, but also maintained the feel of a very large bunker. It was as if we had walked right into the maw of a mountain, but there were different chambers for different purposes. At this point I don't remember seeing the glow from the mushroom, but also I was somehow blind and not, because I had no glasses. I was not bothered by this. So I'm walking with Brinkley by my side and I find my brothers and all their friends. Guys they've lived their whole life with. Guys they've grown old with. They're all teasing in uniform and I'm told "hurry up, get dressed we gotta go" so I head over to the area where you prepare yourself, loaded in build up shelves and hanger racks. Brinkley climbs up to a top shelf, causing a clamor. He's left some water bags punctured and leaking and he's lickings at the water draining away. I go to him to get him to come down and I feel another dog with its teeth wrapped around my leg, right at the knee. It doesn't immediately hurt so I paid it no mind as I was dealing with Brinkley. I didn't even look down. But once he's down, I feel that the grip is getting getting tighter, little by little; like when a dog is getting carried away with play. I look down and it's a corgie the size of Brinkley. White and fawn. I try to pry the mouth off of me, and in excitement the corgi tightens more. I'm now feeling the teeth a little more. Can damn near see the topography of them without using my eyes; only with the pressure against my knee. A lady is coming this way, and I say "hey, Ma'am l. Can you ahet your dog" to which she laughs and apologizes. The dog releases and he looks small; normal corgi size; as he walks away with her.

At some point very soon after I was attacked by a very large bug. Something that flew, was large and had claws that was buried into my shirt I don't remember it hurting. Only that I was in the floor trying to rip it off me, it was the blinders I felt in the dream, because I saw the blurry shape of the bug, but I couldn't seem to find perch in grabbing it to get it off. I hear the guys laughing at ny struggle. Eventually it was off. I stood up told the guys "I need to run home and get my glasses. I can't see shit and it's making me fight like I'm in a dream" they laugh knowing the feeling. I see a piece of glass on the floor and think "if I step on this, I won't have to go to war because of the injury" then write off the thought because I couldn't abandon my brothers.

Next I remember, I'm in a car - passenger's side - supposed to be heading home for the glasses. I realized 2 things:

1. All 3 sons are going to war. One of us should be staying home with Mom. I pondered it for a moment; it should be the oldest. He's got a wife, a kid [though a whole adult in 7 days], a dog, and he's mom's first. He should go home.

2. Home is very far away from me. I don't even remember how long it took to get out here. If I go get my glasses I'm going to miss departure and effectively be abandoning my brothers accidentally. I should go to a nearby optometrist for a new pair. [I know. Fuckin dream logic] I tell the driver; one of the friends; and he says he needs to swing by a store right quick and that's where I wake up.

I strongly remember a part of the dream where I went to bed with a beer o had only drink about a fifth of. Woke up went over to a bar.

A woman asked "is that the same beer from last night?!"

I said "yea"

she asked "you want a fresh one?"

And I said "is alright. I'll finish this one"

I don't remember where this part fits in the entirety of the dream. I'm confident it wasn't a separate dream. And I don't think I have the brain power to run two concurrent dreams. But there that is.

[anonymitywriterprescott]

Kidnapped Part 1

Working at a secret government operation disguised as a fancy tech means you never know how each day is gonna go.

Most days you simply manage your team, come up with and build new tech.

Some days you just get told to invent whatever you want to see where it goes as long as no one gets hurt and the building stays intact.

Sometimes the day is going as normally as possible, and you're sitting peacefully at your station

Then the red emergency lights flash around you, and the entire building around you shakes violently, the ringing in your ears feels like it's piercing into your brain and as your eyes flutter open you see the destruction surrounding you, everything in the room being tossed everywhere, cabinet doors flung open or off the hinges.

The ringing in your ears dies down as you start to hear screaming on your radio.

---------------------------------------------------- The following is a transcription of the audio recording Nick: DO YOU COPY? I REPEAT DO YOU COPY? [REDACTED]: I COPY SIR, WHAT HAPPENED Nick: BOMB IN THE SECOND FLOOR, WEST WING. WHERE ARE YOU [radio static] [incomprehensible] Nick: DID YOU HEAR ME? OVER [REDACTED]: I HEAR YOU SIR, SORRY SIR, I'M ON THE 8TH FLOOR, WE FELT IT UP HERE TOO. WHERE DO I NEED TO BE Nick: I NEED YOU TO EVACUATE YOUR FLOOR AND MAKE YOUR WAY OUT. WE HAVE POSSIBLE HOSTILES WITH WEAPONS WE BELIEVE THEY ARE TARGETING THE FOURTH FLOOR SO AVOID AT ALL COSTS [REDACTED]: THEY- [static] -NOT FO- [static] -HER- [silence] Nick: YOUR CUTTING OUT, REPEAT [REDACTED]: NOT FOURTH FLOOR, TARGETING 8TH [heavy breathing] BACKUP, I NEED BACKUP Nick: SENDING PEOPLE YOUR WAY, WHAT'S HAPPENING [REDACTED]: [static] [silence] ----------------------------------------------------

You're sitting back against the door, the cold settling into your shoulder contrasting the feeling of warm liquid dripping down your arm and chest.

The radio beeps loudly 3 times before shutting off.

Dead.

Shit.

The only thing you can think of is everybody who is trapped in the building and the fear they are feeling.

The enemy is coming towards you, and you know you'll do anything to make sure they don't take anyone else.

"WEAPONS DOWN, HANDS UP NOW"

You oblige, slowly placing your gun on the ground. As you raise your hands, your right shoulder suddenly stings with sharp pain, you can feel it go from your shoulder through your entire body.

You realize your wound is pretty bad as your head starts to feel light.

"This is as high as I can fellas, the bullet you put in me won't let me go further" Snark drips off your tongue.

What appears to be the boss turns to the others.

"Move them out of the way, then cut the door open."

The door you are leaning on stores the documentation of the things you build every day.

The men start towards you.

"Wait wait wait, if you want information, I know more than anything in that room."

The boss looks at you, analyzing your face. "Yea?"

"What are you after? I can help instead." Did you want to help these people? fuck no. But you need to do something.

"I doubt you're giving it up for free." 

"I'll tell you anything you want as long as you leave here, and don't take or hurt anyone else."

"How fucking noble of you." He shoots a glance at his companions. They grab you by your shoulders and force you up to his eye level. Due to the height difference, this means you feel your feet dangling as they hold you.

He steps towards you. "How about we just take you instead, and we'll get the info out of you one way or another." He motions with his hand and his men start taking you to their transport. You don't even yell, you know it's no use. But it doesn't matter, they're leaving just like you wanted.

You feel a small sting on the side of your neck and everything goes black.

[the-whispers-of-death]

I-

I'm just gonna continue

STONE KEEP IT IN YOUR PANTS

Callsign: Luna

"Name": Caelum

Date of birth: 1970, April 20

Height: 6'10

Ethnicity: Japanese, Romani

Enhancements: Speed, Extreme accelerated self-healing, night vision, [REDACTED], [REDACTED],[REDACTED], [REDACTED]

Dry ass mf. Every time Prince tells a joke, he'll just go "Ha. That's funny." But there's no humor or emotion in his tone. People think he's being mean or sarcastic, but that's just how he sounds like. Very blunt as well. He's not the person you want to go to if you want comfort. Him on the battlefield, however, is very different. He gets violent. Grotesquely violent. Not above biting a man's throat out. He gets kinda crazy. Like laughing maniacally while killing soldiers crazy. Like licking the blood of his enemies off of him crazy. Maniac.

In a secluded area of the Eclipse base is a garden with a large variety of plants run by a botanist. One of those plants is a Marijuana bush that Luna has named Daria. And Luna deeply appreciates Daria. So much so that when he spends a lot of time with her, he'll go back to the main kitchen of the Eclipse base and start making a shit ton of food. The rest of the Eclipse soldiers like it when this happens because Luna is a God in the kitchen. Everyone is confused by Luna because he's very mysterious and mystical.

Callsign: Pleurotus

"Name": Terra (Prince named him)

Date of birth: 1990, May 11

Height: 5'5

Ethnicity: Jamaican, Filipino

Enhancements: Soft bones, paralyzing saliva, animal whisperer, play dead

His nickname is opossum man. He's best friends with Luna, and both of them head to the garden to check out the plants. Luna checks out Daria and Pleurotus (Uro for short) checks out the cool mushrooms in the very back! :D he's probably the most laid back even tho he's aware that he has no free will, and he's definitely the person you want to go to when you need comfort. Extremely wise and extremely smart and sweet. Can also throw down in the kitchen

Callsign: Melody

Date of birth: 1994

Height: 5'10

Ethnicity: Dominican/Argentinian

Enhancements: Echolocation, heightened hearing, supreme stealth, night vision, great balance, speed

Cheerful. Absolute golden retriever. Himbo? Himbo. He follows Dragon around everywhere he goes. He thinks Dragon is so cool. Super protective over the rest of the Eclipse soldiers. Super emotionally intelligent. Flirts a lot, but he doesn't realize he's flirting. A naturally charming and handsome man

Eclipse staff!

Name: Miriam Duvall

Date of birth: 1989, October 1

Height: 4'11

Ethnicity: Taiwanese

Is the one who planted Daria. tries to keep it on the downlow and is failing. Terrible at lying. She's too honest. Has a pet snake named Sarah. Has two kids. Anxious and constantly worried. People stress her out.

Phoenix Olivier Constello

Date of birth: 1968 [REDACTED], [REDACTED]

Height: 6'8 but he is also constructed hunched over and has terrible posture

Ethnicity: Russian/Mongolian

Grumpy old man. Coffee is always in his hand. Has all the fluffy animal slippers. Bunnies, cats, chicks, pigs, you name it. Always tired and always working. Scruffy. Very thick Russian accent. Harsh but hes kind once he knows you long enough. Him, Luna, Uro, and Antares always hang out. Talking about random shit. Three of them have been on earth for so long, and Uro already talks like a wise old man so they get along great. Phoenix is a proud father of 3 cats as well

-🔮

You: Stone, keep it in your pants.

Stone: You can't say that and then talk about two more older men.

I'm trying to keep the man away from Antares, Luna, and Phoenix, but I think I'm losing that battle.

Python and Miriam can bond over having pet snakes (he has both a corn snake and a ball python, yes the ball python is the entire reason why he's called "Python" instead of "Snake").

I too think Dragon is cool, so me and Melody are in the same boat in that respect. Also, love the fact Melody is a himbo, we love himbos here.

Pleurotus sounds like he's an excellent cuddler. I want to lay on top of him. (And so does Heartthrob honestly, but I'm not entirely sure why he decided to make an appearance.)