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merry Christmas klancers 🎅
#I did the whole happy holidays art and I was like yayyyy I’m done I did my Xmas art#but um everyone looked like they were having so much fun w Xmas klance doodles I had to get in#klance#Voltron#vld#art#my art#Keith kogane#Lance McClain#I scheduled this at 2am but now it’s out im no longer abt to pass out I can dissertate in the tags#anyway I think they’d both be pretty awful cooks#like realistically a klance cookie making situation would be like#both of them oversold their cookie making skills and ended up in a contest (hunks the judge) for who could make them best#but they’d both suck. burnt salty raw awful etc etc#and they’d be beefing so hard like they’d take it so seriously#but for the sake of me wanting to draw cute Xmas art#let’s just say Lance is the slightly less horrendous cook and can make some cookies#there is no world I can reconcile Keith with the kitchen#I just know that boy feeds off instant noodles and unseasoned jerky
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Separated pieces !
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Twitter / Kofi
#ITS HIS DAAAY#I love my bby blue so very much 🩵#ugh I had fun with this I always have such fun with drawing food????#also did a bit of redesign for his costume here! been wanting to utilize my design for a while#canon is fun but god it’s hard to draw xD and I just feel certain motifs could be done better? so I had a crack at it!#foodart#orange juice#cookiesart#mha#bnha#mha fanart#mha iida#tenya iida#ingenium#boku no hero academia#my hero academia#mha tenya iida#world best hero#mha poll#this is for the art contest! I don’t think I’ll win at all but a buddy of mine practically BEGGED me to submit something xD#they r the biggest confidence I swear xD I’m doing TWO separate pieces for the contest!#and I’m having FUN!#my art#myart#costume redesign#hero costume
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mods r asleep post humanized 4x
finished catching up on tpot it was peakkkkkk but i am so scared of one. also working on little clay and felt dolls of 4 x and 2
#bfb#battle for bfdi#tpot#4x#bfb 4x#bfb fourx#four bfb#4 bfb#bfb 4#bfb four#guys do u put bfb before or after the character#x bfb#bfb x#four tpot#4 tpot#x tpot#four in tpot12 saying “nope .... see ya” was so high pitched and quiet WHAT was going on with him. the eye was so funny tho giggled#x with freckles bc of his interest in gardening. 4 with blue patches bc he was the desert and i want to note that#i love the designs i made for them theyre so cute 2 me#4s hair is so hard to draw tho. i cant make it look right#wait ive literally been thinking so much about character comparisons i have to mention it#4 is so obviously alien. he acts so super odd and he appears so unnerving. i feel like he always has wider eyes/smaller pupils#hes always so STARING at things. he is so obviously alien (bc he literally is in this world i think)#2 is also an alien. its in his name AlgebrALIEN. but he is so much more human im obsessed with him#like he laughs so much more he has much closer friendships with the contestants he even makes huge efforts to assist in fixing interpersona#problems and stuff. he is so kind and compassionate and can be super comforting. he is so incredibly human despite being an alien#THTA IS SOOO INTERESITNG AND FUN 2 ME !!!!!!!!!! 4 has loved bfdi and the idea of hosting for years and his goal is to Host but 2s is more#in line with making a point he is what he is bc he wants to be like that. hes a host bc he decided to be not bc someone else told him to#also the recent robot flower arc and the parallels im drawing between her and bot (iii).#bots “i will never be who you want me to be/who you built me as” vs robo flowers “i have to be who you want me to be/who you built me as”
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Happy ten years to transcendence au and almost as long to Brian the organ duck! How time flies...
I haven't drawn anything for this au in ages but I did remake the 8tracks playlists on Spotify if anyone uses that. Before Brian shows up, imagine Dipper and Mabel are discussing songs to add to the answering machine playlist (which. that's. Did I mean hold music all this time? lol)
#transcendence au#carliedraws#carliedrawstau#traditional#sketchbook#i stopped being a mod like nooot even a year in because. life. but i have always held affection for the au since#might take a spin through the blog to see what happened on there since i left#yall are so creative#maybe ill do an actual entry for the raffle contest thingy? or is that weird cause i used to mod LOL#but for now this because i was feeling nostalgic#audio#did i have a playlist tag#organ duck#body horror w#the thing I can't believe about this character#is that the initial idea for him came from someone making fun of how i said oregon ducks in a stream#i should stream again someday#i dont do digital much these days because of eye problems but i can do it in limited stretches#(how ELSE is one meant to say oregon ducks. no one i know around here says ore-uh-gone)#(i live in non-OR part of the PNW tho and my dad is from OH so. who knows lol)
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took approx. one million years but it’s done!!!!!! this beautiful boy belongs to @jack-o-phantom !!!!!!!!!
#alleyesonchime2024#teeeeechnically for your art contest but. I’m a day late 💀#I’d love to be considered but if not that’s fine !! been wanting to draw this fella for a while now >:]#mita doodles#my art#cw eye horror#cw eye contact#cw eyestrain#cw eye strain#cw blood#kind of? idk#sorry I made him spooky#oooooo I had so much fun with this!!! hope you like it !#was listening to his song on repeat while sketching it nsuohsouhwo
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little wip of a Finding Frankie poster!! i love this game so much 🥰💖
#ooh who knew drawing bunnies was so much fun!!! 🙈💖#argh i forgot Monster Frankie's bow I WILL ADD IT IN LATER#finding frankie#finding frankie spoilers#frankie#real frankie#monster frankie#the contestant#the announcer#the other#the other one#other frankie#starleskart
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july 2023 monthly coord contest at baby yokohama "pink rose princess" mariko-sama's entry "she is wearing a princess sleeve dress with a sugar bouquet pattern. lovely bird cage umbrella, bonnet, and strawberry cake bag. she also did her nails in BABY style!" 2023年★7月グランプリ発表&エントリー者様ご紹介【BABY】
#combing through the coord contest entries are so much fun highly recommend it#she didn't win but i was rooting for her.. the usakumya nails her hair and pink cake bag are all so so cute#saving for nail inspo later#baby yokohama#monthly coord contest#sugar bouquet#baby the stars shine bright#btssb#lolita coord#lolita fashion#egl#egl fashion#egl community#sweet lolita#usakumya#jfashion#j fashion#my uploads!
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‘the children yearn for the mines’ is a little too real to me bc when i was a kid and my older siblings were trying to get me into pokémon i really never cared to try playing. BUT. i was obsessed with the underground mining minigame in dppt. i used to beg my sister to let me take a turn playing and set it up for me bc i didn’t know how to so i could go mine for gems nonstop until i cleared that entire cave section of glittering wall spots which always made me so sad bc i was having such a great time. i didn’t even understand the significance of what i was doing but 7 year old me was high off of it
#years and years later when i actually played platinum myself and it hit me like OH this is the game with the mining thing!!!#you have no idea how happy i was#…and also sad. it made me kinda heartsick bc in my childhood nostalgia dreams#my brother and sister used to play online together and do capture the flag#and their little minigame battles in the underground with their cool secret bases were so fun to watch#like that was back when the wifi connection was working and the games were alive and relevant#but i came back to it far far too late. when it was a mere relic and i was alone with no other players#still. hearing the music again brought a smile to my face#pokémon#dppt#i am once again rambling about my very special relationship to sinnoh#i didn’t play pokémon as a kid but also yes i did it was part of my childhood. like without really knowing much about it#the lil character sprites. hearthome city theme#the contests#the crunchy sound of the map opening#and the incomprehensible map itself#the bike and surf music#empoleon and staravia’s cries as they went to use surf and fly#truly. being a younger sibling watching your older sibling play has such an impact on you#it’s all nostalgic to me too i just didn’t know the full context of it myself back then#couple all this with the weird feeling of having played pokémon legends arceus as my first own game#and THEN going and finally checking out dppt#it was like double nostalgia. two different half-nostakgia experiences#just. agh i make fun of gen 4 for a lot of things but it is fundamentally my heart isn’t it#i also literally am incapable of talking about it for more than 5 minutes without bringing pla into it lol#pokeposting
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Oh
Oh no..
Oh he is broken... his ego shattered into a million pieces
The poor grieving husk of what he once used to be
#i am having so much fun with this silly hedgehog is so dramatic#like sweetie. you lost a game. that Orbit and Cubot hosted. it's not a big deal#local hero breaks apart at the seams over losing a silly forced low stake contest after having saved the world over 900 times#he be acting his age#sonic the hedgehog#sonic#sth#miles tails prower#sonic idw winter jam#sonic idw winter jam spoilers#sonic idw#idw sonic#sonic idw spoilers#sonic liveblog
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Voyager getting their 12 points @ the Eurovision 2023 Grand Finale
#voyager#voyagerau#eurovision#eurovision 2023#esc 2023#misha-bawlins gifs#blorbos from my song contest#the way they were caught by surprise by Portugal in the middle of snacking 😂#and Danny's obvious 'what the fuck' at Iceland 😂#love their vibes so much they are such a fun bunch
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moodboard contest suggestion: wild animal prom gone wrong
#The winner#xl moodbord#weird prompt contest#emoji#emojis#google emoji kitchen#food#moodboard request#this is just such a good prompt for the fusions available#and this moodbord ended up so much fun#op dm me to collect your prize
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The Sounds of Nightmares unofficial transcript
Chapter 3 - The Theater of the Mind
(Once again made with @queen0fm0nsterz!!!)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
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[Click]
[Otto sighs, shifting]
OTTO: Noone vanished last night.
[Another sigh]
OTTO: As she slept, I was monitoring her ultradian sleep cycle. There was no REM/NREM oscillation; instead, involuntary spasms grew progressively worse. [shift] As I was about to wake Noone, her… body… evanesced. For a split instant- then returned, calm as can be.
OTTO: [deep breath, loud exhale] Lacking sleep, I can’t be sure I wasn’t hallucinating. Yet the image of her sheets deflating… is imprinted upon my mind. [Sigh] After yesterday’s session, no less, when she claimed to hear this:
[Click, tape plays]
Recording of NOONE: “The faraway drifts near. Tread long, then, sink deep. Two flows from one, and here, is whole again.”
[Click, tape stops]
OTTO: A coincidence? [light clinking of ceramic/glass] Or, synchronicity? …(Scoff) Is that that bloody moth again?!
[Loud smack, Otto sits back down]
OTTO: Riddle piles upon riddle, and answers continue to elude. [Tape rewinding] I’ll sift through every word if I must.
[Intro plays]
[Click]
[Loud clicking and clacking, electric humming, Otto screwing something in]
OTTO: [Humming drops, returns] It’s clear. Noone’s symptoms go beyond parasomnias. [Continuing to build] Her retellings are too detailed, vocabulary too advanced, as if derived from the oneiric itself.
[Humming raises in pitch, clicking]
OTTO: However, what I find impossible to believe is that Noone’s seen who you saw, Cici. [Chair creaks, clattering] If two people, without any contact, shared the exact same observation, is it proof of transpersonal dreaming?
[Otto’s building continues]
OTTO: But such implies concurrence! And these dreams are years apart! Then… no. [buzzing picks up] I cannot be taken to metaphysical backwaters. Sounding like my old professor. [building] I’ve remained balanced over the years by clinging to the notion that my recollection of what happened years ago was wrong. [click, humming gets loud again] But now, those memories are coming home to roost.
[Clicks, electronic humming, building stops]
OTTO: [Shift] Before I began at the CPI I promised to finish this apparatus. I let it fall away, convinced that attempting it was fool’s work. Now struggling to put myself in her shoes, well. Fool me twice.
[Humming gets louder, buzzes out completely as it shocks Otto and he lets out an “Oh!”]
[A small pained noise from Otto before he starts to put the apparatus away]
[Door opens]
OTTO: (Gasp) Noone! [Scoff, he walks away from the recorder] You’re meant to wait outside.
NOONE: (Far away) What are you working on?-
[Audio cuts]
[Click, blank noise]
[Audio starts again]
OTTO: We’ve come to know each other better over the past weeks, haven’t we?
NOONE: Because we’re friends! That’s why. And, friends tell each other things.
OTTO: Friends. That’s right. One of the absolutes I’ve come to realize is that, the more time you spend with someone, the harder it becomes to hide who you really are. The only exception to this rule is with the company of oneself- we willfully hide what we’d rather not face. Like, the Candleman you mentioned seeing, under hypnosis.
NOONE: I don’t like that.
OTTO: What?
NOONE: Hiding things from myself.
OTTO: Nobody likes it. That’s why it’s important to reveal your inner face. “Depth analysis”, we call it. And so, I’d like you to think of this session as a dialogue with your unconscious mind- you are asking the questions, not me.
NOONE: …Asking myself questions?
OTTO: I’ll help! But, as you go, I’d like you to try. So! This… Candleman. Did you see him again?
NOONE: I-I did.
OTTO: And what was this meeting like?
NOONE: …He was much clearer. Not just him, everything about it. My nightmare.
OTTO: Elaborate, please. Was it worse? More vivid?
NOONE: What’s it like- Uhm… as if I’m watching a film, that I’m also the star of. And when I woke… it was here, in the Coppy, that felt more like the dream.
OTTO: Hm, more palpable. The Candleman-
NOONE: I can’t talk about him without the rest. …If this is an interview with myself, might I begin where I want?
OTTO: Of course! Let your imagination run. But don’t be afraid to interact with the dream. This is an important step in our process- the dialogue. Bring together the divided parts of yourself.
NOONE: …The mirror.
OTTO: Pardon?
NOONE: The one off your shelf. If I’m meant to speak to myself, well…
OTTO: [Pause] …Patients aren’t meant to have mirrors, but, here you are, my bright girl.
[Otto gives her the mirror]
OTTO: Begin as you please.
[Pause]
NOONE, Narrating: …In the dark… a hand let go of mine.
[Slip noise, Dream!Noone gasps. Dream ambience begins.]
NOONE: Opening my eyes, I lay on hot concrete, staring up at a sky with- no sun. And… before me was, endless grey, broken by- yellow lines of paint, all the way to the horizon!
NOONE: Standing, in that carpark, I heard a silence. So silent, my own heartbeat was a marching drum in comparison. …It was followed by… a loneliness, so lonely, I could hardly bear it. I had to turn away.
[Dream!Noone walking on gravel]
NOONE: Behind me, I was glad to see a building! A shopping mall, so large I- I felt half my normal size. Its doors opened, [sliding gravel] and I ran to them.
[running footsteps, transition from gravel to tile. Doors close behind Dream!Noone.]
NOONE: Inside the promenade, [lights click on] the lights flicked on, one by one, greeting me as the PA speakers came alive with music.
[Tinny, slightly off-sounding mall music]
NOONE: It had been ages since I’d visited a shopping center. I didn’t know where to start!
OTTO: You saw no need to find an exit right away?
NOONE: I felt like I was in good hands. But many shops were closed, though. There were no doors, and… no displays in the windows. Or, there must have been a private entrance, because- I could see shadows beyond the glass.
NOONE: …A-after passing by several shops this way, I grew disappointed, but that’s when… a cowboy’s voice came over the speaker.
COWBOY, slightly overlapped with Noone: “Sale at Jujube’s Toys! Dolls, games, puzzles, and more! Ground floor by the fountain!”
NOONE: I could see that fountain in front of me! And on the other side, was… a bright green storefront, with bubbles floating out the entrance.
[Dream!Noone walking over, doors hiss as they open. Different tinny music.]
NOONE: Shelves and- shelves of wonders lined the shop! The toys on the first shelf were very old, but… deeper shelves held the same toys I had back home, and deeper ones held exactly those I’d wish for, even Little Lotty Potty! But… these Lotties had black eyes, not blue. And their skin was… yellow, like autumn leaves.
NOONE: The shop owner wasn’t present, so… I grabbed one and began playing on the carpet.
[Dream!Noone humming Six’s Theme. Doll makes automated noises.]
NOONE: But, it didn’t take long for me to grow… bored. That was the first time I… I felt too old for dolls.
OTTO: (distant-sounding) Maturity is natural as you approach adolescence. The brain loses interest in things once held dear.
NOONE: The idea of growing up made me sad. And as if reacting… Lotty’s dress became wet. The doll was doing as its name said, but… [doll chattering] the liquid was- dark and thick. I put her down to find something else. But the choices were almost too many! Towering shelves extending deep in- the gloom of the impossibly long shop!
NOONE: I settled on the games section, but, most were meant for two. Suddenly, a staticky whisper said,
Voice, overlapping with NOONE: “I’ll play with you.”
NOONE: I-I thought it was the shopkeeper, but… nobody was around. My eyes fell upon a jewelry-making kit, with a red necklace on the cover. I took the box back to where I left Lotty, only… she was gone. The shelf above, where the other dolls had been, was completely empty too. I wanted to make the jewelry, I really did, but… I felt weird, so… I put it down. Then, the PA crackled, a woman’s voice this time:
Voice, ov. NOONE: “Jujube’s Toys is now closing.”
NOONE: [Lights clicking off] The lights shut off, bubbles stopped… and, the last thing I saw before exiting… [toy train noises] was the train set crashing to a stop. [quiet fake bell ringing, toy engine stops]
[Dream!Noone walking out of the store]
NOONE: The promenade was empty, still. Each step [steps become echoey] echoed across the walls and floors, which were- pearl white, and had patterns like… veins.
[steps and music continues]
NOONE: I came to three sets of stairs, side-by-side, leading to the next floor. I chose one, and, reaching to the top, I saw another open shop. Mademoiselle’s… (saying it wrong) bijottery.
OTTO: (still distant) Bijouterie. But, regardless- you could read this?
NOONE: Yes. The letters were quite big.
OTTO: …Have you been able to read in your dreams before?
NOONE: I’m not sure. That’s not a question I would ask myself, though, Otto.
OTTO: Apologies.
NOONE, Narrating: The glass case in the center of the room… pulled me in. Full of… gold, and silver necklaces. Hanging in the middle, was… an enchanting red pendant. And before you ask, yes, it was just like on the box at the toy store. T-The PA came on again,
Voice, ov. with NOONE: “A free gift to all little girls 10 and under!”
NOONE: Without asking, I put the necklace on, glowing, like a ruby teardrop. With my gift, I set to leave, but… someone must’ve left the speaker on because… I heard arguing.
NOONE: (overlapping) “Don’t overdo it!” Said a first voice, followed by a second, (overlapping) “One more prize can’t hurt!”
[something being set down, wheels across tile, whoosh]
NOONE: From the back room, a rack of dresses rolled out. All, exactly my size.
[Dream!Noone looking through the dresses]
NOONE: It’d been ages since I’d been allowed to pick out my own dress. The telly people chose them for me. These ones were very pretty, with lace and, and bows and stitching but, one… it… it was the plaid dress I wore the day I arrived at the Coppy. How could my dress be here? [lowering pitch of voice, asking questions to herself] Your real life doesn’t have to mix into your dreams Noone, why now?
OTTO, interrupting narration: (astonished) Pardon?
NOONE: (giggling) I’m asking myself questions. Well, the only explanation is that they could see inside my head.
OTTO: I’m not sure that’s logical.
NOONE: Let me finish! Please. You’ll see.
NOONE, narrating: Back out on the promenade, the shop gates began to slam shut. [Gates slamming] I was worried the mall was closing, but on the floor above, a set of spinning bright lights came on [Lights turn on]. The music stopped and, the PA crackled with a sing-songy voice,
Voice, ov. with NOONE: [music] “Showtime’s patrons! Our daily motion picture will begin shortly. Hot popcorn’s popping and the seats await in the playhouse!”
NOONE: [Lights shutting off] The rest of the mall went dark, making the lights more enticing to follow.
[Dream!Noone walks across the mall]
NOONE: The lobby was- red from floor to ceiling. Buckets of popcorn overflowed on the concession stand. I grabbed one, and hurried to push open the huge golden doors leading into the theater.
[Running steps, doors creak. Slightly off organ music plays.]
NOONE: The velvet seats went for rows and rows, full of people. A spotlight hit the stage, illuminating an organ, but… there was no organ player. Only tall curtains swaying in some breeze. I tiptoed down the aisle, and sat centered with the screen. The chair seemed to hug me, and the room fell dark [crunching] as the first buttery bit hit my tongue.
[Music stops playing, sounds of projector booting up]
NOONE: Without adverts or introduction, the film began. Images of… trees on fire and… white hooves galloping. I recognized the picture instantly because I’ve seen it a hundred times. “The Healing Horn”. [Movie plays] Only the scenes were out of order, and the unicorn… her horn was misshapen, like… a rotten tree branch. The evil prince’s face, too, was… was wrong.
NOONE: Feeling out of place I – I looked around. The audience, I… I realized, was not people but… mannequins.
NOONE: All of a sudden, a familiar scent entered the dream. Ocean. I was no longer alone. The dusty projector light made it difficult to suss, but a few seats over… was the Candleman. His eyes and mouth were… deep black pits inside a mess like a wet gunny sack, sagging down the floor. Without turning, he spoke.
[Growing noise stops]
OTTO, interrupting abruptly: He – what?! [Shifting] What did he say?
NOONE: [Sighing] It was like a – a voice underwater. The words could hardly escape the folds of skin. He repeated them to me.
NOONE as the FERRYMAN, glitching: “The faraway drifts near. Tread long, then sink deep. Two flows from one, and here, is whole again.”
OTTO: And then? [shifting in the chair] What else?
NOONE, as the FERRYMAN: “Here. Here. Here.”
NOONE: He just repeated over and over.
OTTO: There must be more! Try, try! Interact with the dream!
NOONE: There was no more!
OTTO: (raising his voice) Ask who he is, ask what he wants!
NOONE: (raising her voice) It doesn’t work that way!
OTTO: You were right there! Don’t tell me you did nothing?! Not a damn thing!
NOONE: Stop!
OTTO: [farther away] I’m beginning to doubt you’ve seen this Candleman! [Noone struggling] Perhaps you’ve invented the whole story!
NOONE: Please, stop- my head!
[Otto hisses (gets hit?), sounds of something being knocked over, Noone runs out of the room.]
[Otto huffs and stops the tape]
[Click. Blank noise. Another click]
[Various shifting noises. Silence. Door opens and someone walks, then closes it]
OTTO: [far away, stern] What are you doing? With the mirror. [Steps] You’re up to something, but we’ll let it slide. I know girls like you.
[Shifting]
OTTO: You’re upset with me, aren’t you? [plastic clacking] Here. A pill for your headache. (Sigh) Earlier, that was… awfully…[Otto sits] that- that was not how friends act. Sleep has evaded me too. I’ve grown worried, trying to… please, forgive me. I’d very much like to hear the rest. I won’t interrupt, you have my word.
[Silence.]
NOONE: … Fine.
OTTO: So… you were in this theater with him.
NOONE, narrating: … All kinds of pictured* flashed on the screen, and then he was gone, leaving me alone again. Or so I thought. The projector flickered in the booth. I dashed up, and found the door ajar. A new voice came over the PA, angry. “No patrons in the projection room!” The door was stuck, but I pushed and pushed. The PA boomed,
VOICE, ov. with NOONE: “You must not enter!”
[Crashing, door opens]
NOONE: The projector I saw first was shaped like… a deformed eye. Then, my attention fell to… the mass on the floor. [Slimy sound] A brain? A heart? …No. It’s muscles pumped and pumped, and its tubes ran into the walls. The voice came, both from inside the room and over the PA:
VOICE, ov. with NOONE: “Happy day, No One.”
NOONE: It… it knew my real nickname. The ones kids at school scribbled all over my books. How? Because it was in my head. …I asked, “You’re the one who’s been talking? All those voices?”. Then, I saw countless film cans around the room, and understood. It was so alone, it took to imitating. Then it said,
VOICE, ov. with NOONE: “Are you going to leave? Like all the others?”
NOONE: I managed a… “Yes”. The thing began pulsing and, upset, it sort of cried out.
VOICE, ov. with NOONE: “So many, they take what they want and go, or get snatched away or worse!”
NOONE: It paused, then went on,
VOICE, ov. with NOONE: “Whatever you desire, it’s yours.”
NOONE: … But I didn’t want anything from it. The PA belted,
VOICE, ov. with NOONE: “The pendant! You wanted that!”
NOONE: The pulsing worsened until another voice came within the first,
VOICE 2, ov. with NOONE: “You’ve driven another away!” [Not overlapping, repeating: “You’ve driven another away!]
NOONE: I felt bad for it. Or them… this place had been warped by pain, and wanted so badly to keep me. Even the walls began throbbing. What could I do?!
[Noise intensifies, Dream!Noone breathes heavily]
NOONE: I – I ran. Down the stairs, out of the theater.
[Dream!Noone runs away]
NOONE: On the promenade, the lights were flashing so as to be dizzying. The PA screeched,
VOICE, ov. with NOONE: “Everyone needs someone! Don’t leave me alone!”
NOONE: The walls began to cry that dark thick liquid, pooling around me, I looked up. From the floor above, the Candleman stared, pointing at my chest. At the pendant. I flung it down into the liquid, then he reached a hand toward me and –
[All noise stops]
NOONE: And all faded, as the PA sobbed,
VOICE, ov. with NOONE: “Don’t take her! Not this one, too…”
[Narration stops. Silence. Shifting]
OTTO: T-There was um… uh, e-excuse me, a curious phrase. “Warped by pain”. Is that how you feel, sometimes?
[Silence]
OTTO: Noone? Are you still angry with me? Or… distracted by the mirror?
NOONE: Behind my ear… there’s… a sore.
OTTO: Is that why you wanted the mirror all along?
NOONE: [Hum] It’s like the ones I used to get. I need to see it.
[Shifting]
OTTO: Nothing’s there. It’s red because you’ve been picking at it.
NOONE: …I have one more question for myself. Why do I have these dreams? Water sickness, that’s my answer.
OTTO: Noone. It’s wiped out of your system. There have been no known reinfections. It’s in your mind.
NOONE: (with increasing distress) What if the cure is the cause? I never had nightmares or headaches before all of this, before going on telly, before – before this! –
OTTO, interrupting: (whispering) No, no, come, come, come, come here, my girl. [Shifting, Otto hugs Noone] You’re not sick. You’re perfectly fine. You’re a perfectly wonderful little girl. This time I will protect you.
[The mirror falls on the ground and breaks]
NOONE: I’m sorry! I’m sorry, uh, you were squeezing so tight and… it slipped.
[The mirror shards are picked up. Otto throws them away]
OTTO: You asked why you dream. The truth? Nobody knows. My studies always assumed they were more than the brain’s way of filtering unconscious thoughts. But I had no answer either. An old professor of mine thought he did. He believed dreams come from an ever shifting plane, a quiddity of consciousness.
NOONE: Quidd-i-ty…
OTTO: Quiddity. The essence of a thing. In this case, a semiatangible plane outside the mind.
NOONE: Is it the same as mutual dreams? I don’t understand.
OTTO: My colleagues didn’t either. I’ve flip-flopped over the years, but I figured it was impossible to prove.
NOONE: Will I ever get rid of them, then? Will I ever leave the Coppy?
OTTO: You must understand, you are a unique case. I want to let you go, as soon as –
NOONE, interrupting: I’m better?
OTTO: (sighing) Yes. As soon as you’re better. [Otto stands, picks something up] Now –
NOONE: I know, I know. (Lower pitch, mimicking Otto) “Sweets for my sweet”. …Do I have to go back to my room?
[Sounds of plates]
OTTO: I’ve- got to tidy, [wrappers] and, you reminded me there’s something I need to find. On you go. I’ll come by later.
[Shift, audio cuts]
[Audio starts]
[Otto looks through papers, and sighs]
OTTO: Ah, I found it. The paper that stained my professor’s career. Kept it all these years, hoping and dreading there was truth in these words…
OTTO, reading: “We know now that there is no center to the universe. Previously we thought it was the Sun, before that we thought it was the Earth. Our species always insists that ours is the quintessence of experience. Yet scientific observation proves our folly ad nauseum. If geocentrism took centuries to disprove, the question is not if but when the same will happen to reality itself. That which we are equipped to perceive may not be the only world. Let alone the predominant one.”
[Click]
[Outro plays]
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*This is what she actually says. I have no idea why.
#little nightmares#the sounds of nightmares#tson#transcript#the sounds of nightmares transcript#noone#otto#the ferryman#ln noone#ln otto#noone ln#otto ln#An origin for the name Noone chose.....#ALSO. It is confirmed!! The Nowhere very much exists!!!!!!!#And the Ferryman plays a much bigger role here!! Maybe a sign of Noone being pulled deeper in?#I wonder who that other hand was at the beginning of Noone's dream...#Also Otto. Otto. Grrrgagrg. I'm very mixed about him but right now I don't like him#You are a therapist!! Your job is to help kids!!! Help her!!!!!!!#Also fun fact!! This dream was one of the winners of that nightmare contest the official team held a while back!#So it's based on an actual dream someone had which is neat#Overall. Episode good 👍
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hi .. 😨 so super recently i read this rly neat fic and have had brainworms ever since. basically ever since mephone left, the final 4 have been left to their own devices in the contesting grounds which r actually pretty far from the hotel. they sort of just have to fend for themselves. these doodles r sort of between fic fanart and a little bit of a concept for my own take on the idea ?? but yeah :P
if i hear any ii s2 e15 spoilers from this post ill delete my blog
#pls be nice this is sooo self indulgent#i also havent fleshed out any of my idea and might never. but i like doodling it theyre funny 2 me#ii#ii lightbulb#ii knife#ii baseball#ii suitcase#ii paintbrush#also mentioned lightbrush#this is kind of just an excuse to make silly meme redraws of an overly angsty concept and if that isnt the peak of fun idk what is#ii au#inanimate insanity#super self indulgent ughhh but i just think the concept of mephone just abandoning the final 4 has so much evil potential#sort of since it seems like most times the contestants were teleported to and from the hotel so they do NOT know their way there#i cant even decide whats in the surrounding forest. i like both the concepts of it being mostly harmless animals like deer and rabbits but#itd be so useful for it to also have animals like bears and wolves. idk#this is so stupid teehee SEND TWEET UGH
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#was talking about ATS on another post#and how much I enjoyed it#and that though I was sad that Cordelia got written off#I liked s5 the best because Spike and Angel's relationship is my favorite in the Buffyverse#so if I had to choose between Cordelia and Spike I'd choose Spike#even though I love Cordelia#Spike and Angel are just SO much fun together#there's really no contest for me#angel the series#angel btvs#spike btvs#Angel ats#spike ats#buffy the vampire slayer#spangel#spike polls#Angel polls#spangel polls#my polls#reblog for a bigger sample size#please#I'm curious
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Had SO much fun working on this coloring page for the @opmythologyzine !! Thanks to Kena for the beautiful line art 🦢
#now I need to find more coloring pages and contests because this one was so fun#I get so much more creative when it’s not my own work 💀#one piece#one piece corazon#rosinante corazon#donquixote rosinante#coloring contest#swan maiden
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gotta admit half of why i want to try this trend is to find out what characters you all immediately associate my blog with :P
and to doodle in the margins lol
#ney's idle chatter (random textposts)#captain's contests (interactive games)#character opinion bingo#also leaving blank template here bc it can be a doozy to find lol#i was gonna do the ship opinion bingo one but#i would just have so much less to say. almost all of them would boil down to ‘i can see why people like it and i’m glad they’re having fun’#but that's not super entertaining lol#GAH i got a lot of these now i gotta actually fill them out ahshcjajkd
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