#this guy activates my neurons and then I explode

[hplonesomeart]

I mean this is basically how Mr. Puzzles Clubhouse went right? In a nutshell? Okay well maybe minus the cartoonishly exaggerated Puzzles here but come on still kinda close maybe?

Also bonus added silly notes I made during the sketching process I guess lol

[xavalav]

guys did you know that uhh. fucking bloodborne

[danganronpasurvivoraskblog]

The Power of Hope.

Come on! We’re nearly there!

About damn time!

*Toko and Komaru continue making their way up the stairs, until they finally reach the very top of the building.

...

...

*Upon arrival, they come out into a very open area, a room with large stone pillars supporting it, and a large window overlooking the city. There is only one person present in this area.

...

*Narumi Osone is standing in the middle of the room, facing towards the door, a big smile on her face. As if she was waiting for them...

Osone...

Hi...!

Funny...I didn’t know an area this big existed here when I was trapped here...

Well, you weren’t allowed to leave...and when you were, I doubt you wanted to head up...And to be fair, this place only got here because of the renovation...

Tch...What are those things you’ve got there?

*Toko points towards a certain piece of equipment Narumi has on hand...literally. She’s wearing a pair of two very large iron gauntlets, almost the size of her whole forearm.

Oh, don’t worry about these. They’re just some little knickknacks of mine.

It’s about damn time you got here...Sorry for all those distractions you know, but I did figure that I’d only end up with you two coming up here, so that’s kinda why I did it...

...So you’ve figured out how I think from the stories alone?

Ah, right, I forgot you knew about that...My bad honestly...

No more games Osone! Where’s Akeru!?

Upstairs. There’s a small room above us where she’s being kept but...the game isn’t over just yet...

*Narumi turns and walks over to the window.

What are you looking at?

That building, down there...

*Osone uses her large metal fists to point towards a warehouse, not too far away from the apartment.

What’s that?

That’s the place where all the Neuron drones are being stored.

I have to thank Shinitani Yozora you know? She provided me with every little bit of apparatus that I needed for my scheme...And these Microchips are real deadly, you know?

...Get to the point...

Alright, keep your glasses on...!

See this thing?

*Narumi holds up a small remote controller.

That’s...Shinitani’s controller...

Yeah. But, I jury rigged it to suit my own ends.

See these two buttons? The big one on the top, that blue one, activates the drones, and as soon as I press it, they’ll scatter through the city and microchip every last man, woman, child and baby that they catch...

...Damn you...!

And the red one...it’ll blow all of them up. Poof! Kaput! Plan down the drain!

And let me guess...Your final game will be us trying to get that remote from you so we can end this all?

...Hm...

...Nah...

*Narumi shrugs...and then presses the red button...!

Both: HUH!?

*BOOM!* *BOOM!* *BAM!*

*Toko and Komaru hurridly scramble to the window. They watch in shock, as the warehouse housing all of the Neuron drones is exploded into ash.

Wha-!? Y-You just!!? What did you just do!?

You-!? You just wrecked your own goddamn plan!? 

...Heh...

*Narumi uses her gauntlets to crush the remote and toss it to the side.

Drones? Threatening people? Give me a break...That isn’t how I role. When I act villainously, I’d prefer the more straightforward methods...

Having to go through with all of that would be a waste of effort. Not worth my time.

But-!? You-!? I thought Organization Zetsubou needed those drones to reclaim the city!? Why are you on purposefully trying to fuck up your own plan!?

...The Organization? Oh...right...I guess I didn’t exactly clarify...

What...What do you mean?

You see...Other than one or two members in the group...

Most of the Zetsubou guys actually don’t know that I’m here...

Then...!? Y-You mean...!?

Yep! Everything that I’ve done in this city has nothing to do with Organizations Zetsubou’s end game plans! This was a...personal project, let’s say? To introduce me to the game...

Why!? Why go this far!? If this isn’t related to Zetsubou’s war efforts, then what’s your motive!?

My motive? Well...this of course!

Huh? This? What do you mean this!?

When it comes to the regular ol’ Zetsubou missions, Mugimu always tells me that a good story comes with a well-built up climax...Though to be honest, if not for those teachings, I would’ve skipped all those phases...

Mugimu? You mean...

Tsumugi Shirogane, yes.

The time for discussion and diplomacy has already long since passed. All of this, kidnapping Akeru, enslaving Gokuhara, mass murder...It was all leading up to the one thing...The one, SINGULAR thing, that I wanted...A simple pleasure that I wanted the honor of sharing with you...

To meet you...and to fight you...!

You did all this so you could FIGHT us!?

I’m the type of girl who loves a good fight, though my small stature leaves me at a few disadvantages, so I have to improvise. But you Komaru, were destined to be my penultimate opponent!

What the hell are you talking about?

The stories that my mama told me...about you and your brother.

Makoto is so strong...and so cool...and oh sooo dreamyyyy...

*Narumi seductively licks her lips.

O-Ok we get it, you have the hots for my brother, keep talking!

But you, Komaru, are your own beast. Makoto before now has never really fought physically but you’ve gone through armies of Monokumas.

So all of this madness. It was all so I could face you myself...and to see if the stories my mama told me were true...

If this was all to get Komaru here so you could face off with her...Then what’s the point of all the pain and death you’ve put us through up until this point!?

Yeah! Why do all of that!? There was no need for any of it!

On the contrary...There was a good reason I needed to do it...

Huh?

Truth be told...Yes, I work for Organization Zetsubou...But I absolutely despise Despair...I can’t STAND it!

The stories my mama told me inspired me, mainly for one reason. You and your brother never gave up, even when you came close to ruin. Your Hope shone through all the Despair that Junko Enoshima and Monaca Towa respectively put you through.

That got me thinking about how what’s important is not the destination, but the journey. I grew up loving nothing more than the idea of a man or woman like yourselves going through so much pain, and strife, and in the end, triumphing...

I have no respect for those who fall into Despair and give up...Those types of people aren’t fighters like us...and I don’t think they’re fit to live...Take your friend Kazuomi Samejima for example. He pathetically just laid down and died...He wasn’t fit to be a player in this. He was weak, pathetic, and-

Don’t you DARE TALK ABOUT KAZUOMI LIKE THAT!

But it’s true though! Had he used his friends death as his Hope of winning, as opposed to just a half-baked desire for revenge, he might’ve won...

Point is...What matters to me is not whether I win, or I lose...in fact, while I don’t intend to back down, I’d very much lose than win.

This is absolutely bonkers! What kind of bad guy actively WANTS to lose!?

This battle will be the final trial of the game...Overcome me...and you win...But I won’t hold back on trying to kill you two, so if you do die...Well, that’ll leave me very disappointed...And I guess I’d just kill Akeru too while I was at it.

You’re deranged! And psychotic! All of what you did didn’t need to happen!

What about Akeru’s life!? What about the lives of all her friends that you killed!? What about Gonta Gokuhara’s freedom!? What about all of that chaos and drama!!?

Hmph...

Chump change...

!!!??

!!!??

Toko...

Yeah...

*Komaru and Toko tightly grip their hacking gun and taser respectively...

Fine Osone...you want a fight...I’ll give you your fight...But I don’t plan on being diplomatic...!

Just what I wanted to hear!

But before we start, let me clarify one thing with you...

Huh?

You’re mistaken you know? About one thing.

You might herald me as a hero, who overcame everything that was thrown at her...but that isn’t completely true...

I overcame those situations for one reason...I had Toko with me.

...

If I hadn’t had her to support me through all of that, I would’ve fallen into Despair a long, long time ago. She’s saved my life...and I’ve saved hers on similar occasions. Monaca...Haiji...Everything else...It’s all been because Toko and I have been together that we overcame those. Toko was there for me when I needed her, all the time, every time, and it’s only because that that I can even Hope to be the hero you revere me as.

I’m not a hero. And I have nothing I need to prove to you. But I have overcome everything in the past alongside Toko, and you aren’t going to be any different.

Ahahahaha! Fighting talk! I love it! Now...

*Osone places her hands behind her back and runs straight at the duo...!

LET’S SEE YOU LIVE UP TO IT!

YOU’RE GOING DOWN!

TIME TO DIE YOU LITTLE SHIT!

//Komaru Naegi and Toko Fukawa VS Narumi Osone!//

[ineffablegame]

Into the New Year

So.  I’ve had a spell to think and breathe after running around all day.  I have a bag of salt and vinegar chips and a glass of wine at my elbow, an episode of Schitt’s Creek playing on another window, and a very insistent dog demanding to be petted at my side.   This week feels like it’s been three weeks long but I’ve been reading lovely, emotional New Years posts for the last 20 minutes and my brain is absolutely buzzing (that could be partially the wine, but I’m chalking most of it up to good feels).  

This is going to sound so corny, but I never expected Good Omens to be made into such a wonderful TV show - I certainly didn’t expect a fun, kind, wonderful fandom to spring up around it, and for my obsession with the book from my pre-teen years to come full circle and hit me smack in my late twenties.  It’s a funny kind of path that’s brought me here - I joined Tumblr years ago with a love for Good Omens, saw @hoursago‘s gorgeous fanart, and tangentially fell in love with Sherlock as a result.  Having exhausted most of the GO fandom’s fanfic, I moved in to a more active fandom.  

Then the show Happened and my love for GO exploded back into life.  I tried to explain it to one of my BFFs once, and the best comparison I could make was, “Imagine if Animorphs got made into an awesome TV show,” which is when he fully understood the depths of my enthusiasm.  (He fucking LOVES Animorphs.)

I’ve had a long, exhausting year.  I was diagnosed with OCD, which illuminated my past in a big way, and shortly after that I had to move out of my apartment and sever a good friendship.  Following that, I got a second job and started an online course.  Fast forward to people quitting at the part-time job and me getting scheduled a lot more than I would like.  Honestly, I’m always feeling stretched thin.  

But this fandom invigorates me.  I look at the incredible artwork and read the incredible fic and I feel like all my neurons are firing fit to light me up from the inside.  You guys make me want to create more art, and that in itself is an incredible gift to give to another person:  the will to make things.  On the same level of importance is feedback.  I’ve been so lucky to get very good, kind, supportive feedback on my writing from all kinds of people.  When I’m having a shitty day, I go to one of my fic and read through the comments for a little mood and confidence boost.  When I need to remind myself that I’m not all the awful things the insidious corners of my brain like to tell me I am, when I need to feel like I can do something right, I read those comments.  

So, to all of you:  thank you, thank you, thank you.  This lovely, loving fandom has given me more confidence, enthusiasm, and inspiration over the year than I could have imagined when I first read that Good Omens was finally coming to the screen.  Thank you for reading my writing, sharing your immense talent, and, most of all, for invigorating me.  

Here’s the short list of my fic this year:

Blank Cards and Infinite Stakes: A series of one shots varying from silly to somber with everything in-between.  Most contain Ineffable Husbands.  Buzz words include:  road-trips!  Bible stories!  Scotland shenanigans!  Raunchy nuns!  Phallic cookies!  Crucifixion!

our side: WIP.  This angst-fest takes place after Armageddon, when humans make war with Heaven and Hell.  Traumatized and desperate to hide, Aziraphale and Crowley retreat to a cottage in the South Downs to wait out the war - or wait until the war comes to them.