#trouticecream

[beinfriends]

🎵 I WANT TO SEE MY LITTLE BOY (HERE HE COMES) I WANT TO SEE MY LITTLE BOY 🎵

[finncomet]

@trouticecream​ answered your ask:

☄️ Finn quietly waited for the answer to his question, not wanting to rush the small creature while he seemed so deep in thought.

When the other finally spoke, a mixture of emotions flashed across Finn’s expression, from slight concern and confusion, to a more understanding and sympathetic smile, albeit there was a hint of sadness.

“I see. Makin’ our parents proud is a powerful motivator, huh?”

“I could help you with that, if you’d like. I’ve been doin’ my best to be as good as possible for pretty much my whole life. It’s complicated and not always easy, but if you’re genuinely trying, and paying attention, usually you’ll get it right more often than not.” 🦋

[gingermuses]

baby's first starter call | @trouticecream

Maybe it was the appearance of whatever was in front of him, or maybe it was his psychic intuition acting like a gut feeling, but Ness was immediately on edge. He had that same queasy feeling in his stomach that he had when they confronted that Giygas geek in the Cave of the Past, and his heart started racing the same way that it was now.

Still, he doesn't show much apprehension, but he does pull out his trusty wooden bat from his backpack, pull down his baseball cap, and furrow his brows, looking like a mix of disconcerted and determined.

"Hey, man, I don't want no trouble," he starts off, tightening his grip on the bat, "But if you show any signs of tryin' to hurt anyone, 'specially in Onett, I'm gonna take it personal. I've got enough experience fighting weird not-humans to know."

[needlenxggin]

“ At this rate I will just ignore everyone and everything. ” [[ said in the most deadpan way possible --if it's still okay to send this in that is! ]]

couples & angst .

Vash had to do a double take for a second looking down at the small walking talking cat? What was it with him and meeting talking animals lately? "Uh, well, um..." He felt a sweat drop form on his forehead as he didn't really know how to address the situation. "Is... is that what you want to do or?" Vash definitely couldn't say his life was boring lately with the sort of people he was meeting as of late.

[recklessinventor]

Can you see how many fingers I am holding up? [[ Slightly changed to suit Greg's speech patterns ]]

ᵗʰᵉ 𝑫𝑼𝑺𝑻𝒀 𝑻𝑶𝒀𝑩𝑶𝑿 . 

"Er... three? I can't see a thing without my glasses."

Jeff replied, not knowing the answer or where the specs in question were both adding to his exasperation. He'd agreed to journey a little with Gregory today, eager to help out with the other's quest for knowledge (and to gain a little knowledge himself), but already he'd stumbled and lost his glasses.

He's sure they can get going again soon, it's not like they were gone forever, but the world was just a headache-inducing blur of color until he could find them again.

He got on his hands and knees, starting to feel around for them.

"That should be my next invention. Portable laser eye surgery."

[theycollect]

@trouticecream <3'd!

The Boiling Isles sure had it's fair share of intriguing creatures, ranging from witches to demons to....everything else. But The Collector had yet to happen upon whatever this creature before them was. The stranger was similar in stature to them, so they wondered, perhaps, they were also a child?

"Are you new here?" They question the newcomer, tilting their head to the side. "I mean, 'cause I've been here for like, forever, an' I haven't seen anything like YOU."

[galaxofmuses]

[[ To focus in on one character instead of the many others (which I like all the writing for ofc and in general I find it pretty impressive that you’re able to write for so many different characters), I have to say that I love Amara’s whole vibe + energy. She really embodies the sweet-yet-tough thing that I got off Amy throughout the games. Also the sibling relationship between Skyler and Amara is adorable! It’s so /siblings/ (if that makes any sense lol) and I love it! ]]

Anonymously (or not!) send me your favorite detail about how I play my character. I will publish and respond OOC. //Accepting!

// Oh gosh! Thank you so much! That was I want to go for is sweet yet tough vibes and touching on the big sister energy. Man Amy has been through a lot and honestly she needs more involvement like Adventure and more development like Frontiers! I can't wait what Sonic Team is going to do next!

[needlenxggin]

"Because I don't want to hurt anyone too badly." He always had to reign in his strength when he was fighting people due to just how much stronger he could be than most normal people. He refused to kill and if he had to fight he would go for takedowns and knockouts. Hell, in some instances he'd gotten himself into worse spots by checking on his enemies when one of his attacks looked more lethal than he intended.

"I'm still learning what I'm really capable of as well..." He remembered for the longest time he thought he had no real powers unlike his brother but had soon discovered otherwise and then a year or so later he discovered even more about himself and lost an arm as a result. "I'd probably have an easier time doing what I plan to do if I used them but... I just prefer it this way."

[ The direct answer to his inquiry is precisely as predictable as he had expected.  As such, his expression remains neutral and unmoved, the swishing of his tail coming to a halt, while he intently listens to the remainder of the humanoid plant’s response.  While initially, he had been planning on pushing forward the idea of running the humanoid plant through some tests of his own design to obtain better data, something about the subsequent elaboration tugs at his mind in an inexplicably compelling way.  It seems like a minute detail, but it sticks out to him nonetheless as important, especially with the mention of ‘opponents’ as if he ends up in enough fights to cite such a thing.  It could be nothing–a waste of time best explained away by the limited reserves of energy which, if expended, could result in the other’s death–but, it never hurts to make absolutely certain of that.  He tilts his head just a bit, curious, as he speaks.  ]

—-‘Why not?  Would it not be beneficial for you to more extensively utilize your abilities, even beyond the scope of conflict?  Are your personal goals not more efficiently served in this way?’

[pe4nutastic]

This is basically a few things (also drawn last year, though the fingerguns one might have even been from 2022 pf) that I drew based around my alt-Giegue (trouticecream). Basically older-baby Giegue yet not quite 100% baby, if that makes any sense lol.

[beinfriends]

[[ 16, 17, and 18 for the munday meme! ]]

Munday Meme: Some questions to get to know the mun’s rping habits | Accepting

16. Favourite trope?

Oh, I don't know... maybe it's bad but I never have any introspection about stuff like this. Or at least I don't when I get asked. I don't know what characters I gravitate towards (beyond "something is deeply wrong with this person", that's usually a shoo-in and is why I gravitated to Porky and Claus, for example, or like, autistic-coded characters), or tropes either.

I like the loser protagonist trope, maybe? It's not my favorite, I don't know, but I think it's interesting. There is a very fine line with it, and it can definitely be done super wrong, but I think it's neat examining pathetic characters if there's sufficient complexity in them. You know that's a thing for me considering SOBR, lol.

I guess I also like whatever you'd call the real world with minor fantasy elements-- it's not necessarily magical realism, because that implies that magic is completely normal within the real world. Sometimes, I like magic/fantasy elements being a thing that exists but people don't really know about it.

17. Least favourite trope?

Oh, I also don't know KRHF. I guess I don't really like one-dimensional characters. A villain can be super evil, but I still like to see more to them than that. They don't have to be sympathetic or justifiable, I would just like to see more, I guess. Same with perfectly good characters. The only Perfect and Amazing protagonist allowed is Beowulf lol. But it's more interesting when there's complexity going on!! I know it's a basic answer, but still.

18. Are there any AU’s you’d like to explore but haven’t had the chance to yet?

Yeah! A couple. One AU I've had around for a while is what I was referring to as an Earthbound AU for the Tazmily... basically Tazmily existing during the same time as Earthbound as like, some rural town in Texas or some shit. It was another form of modern verse, but obviously not wholly modern since it'd be in the 90s. I think the plot was Hinawa and Claus would get abducted by aliens, and Lucas would set out in hopes of finding them, basically.

That'd be the fun plot, but I also have it just as a fun slice of life plot for Tazmily in the modern world. It'd be neat, because it'd give the villagers a chance to have bonds with their biological families, and have them fold in to the dynamics that already exist in Tazmily... or see how people living with their bio families would change Mother 3's family dynamics in some cases. I could talk about that extensively since I've fleshed out a lot of the villagers' families but I'll spare you for now. Maybe another time.

[gingermuses]

@trouticecream | from here

As soon as the bell rang, Threed's elementary school doors burst open and a large flow of kids spilled out, racing towards the bus, flopping down on benches, or walking home with friends. Jimmy and his own friends usually tried to be some of the first ones out, and he was able to catch up with a few friends before the crowd died down. An excitable-looking blond boy, who had been animatedly describing the next evil villain idea for when they next played superheroes, eventually gave his goodbyes and raced towards another group of boys heading towards the school bus.

Even when he wasn't planning on practicing his teleport skills, he liked taking the long way home.

He usually didn't really run into many people, but after a bit he passes by a kid he'd never seen before. Threed was a pretty small town, so there weren't really any people he didn't know. But the kid was also far out in a field looking at the dandelions, so maybe he just couldn't tell who it was from a distance.

The kid walked up to him, though, and Jimmy's well used to getting looks, but there was something about the stare that made him feel like the other kid was trying to read his mind - and he already knew how that felt.

After a pretty roundabout speech full of words Jimmy's pretty sure he's only heard in textbooks, the kid outstretches their hand and offers him a book - and the familiar orange cat on the cover and the call number on the spine makes his eyes light up in recognition.

"Oh hey, thanks." He takes his arm out of the brace of the crutch to take the book, then offers a lopsided smile. "The librarian woul- w... would have had my ass if I lost this."

He unshoulders his backpack - and of course, it had been left unzipped, and he puts the book back inside after giving it a quick dust off.

Upon closer inspection, he really hadn't seen this kid before, and really did get that sense like he was being x-rayed, but he's not gonna judge. He'd hate to be a hypocrite.

"The guys were telling me there was a new kid ar- around. That must be you, huh? Or did ya just get out of the hospital after swa- swallowing a dic... di.. dictionary?" Another award-winning smile, showing off his brightly colored braces, and a beat.

"...Wow, what a fantastic audience."

[needlenxggin]

@trouticecream liked for a starter!

"Oh, hey, long time no see!" Vash grinned widely whilst giving the other a friendly little wave. "How've you been? Learnt anything interesting since we last met or?" He remembered the other had been very curious about what he was after all.

[finncomet]

“Did you burn yourself?“

RP MEMES- HURT EDITION

☄️ "Huh? Oh, this isn't..." Finn held out his hand where the blue flames had appeared, as if offering the other to get a closer look.

"I call it comet fire, but it doesn't actually burn anything. It's just there 'cuz of an injury. ...from when I got burned by real fire, haha." 🦋

[needlenxggin]

[[  🌟 ― i love how you portray your muse, ✨ ― i love the way you write.  I know that I just followed you, but !!! from what I’ve seen thus far, your Vash is such a sweetheart and I adore characters like that!  ]]

rdgfg thank you ;-;

[galaxofmuses]

“Don’t Forget. I’m with you in the dark.” [[ If you’re not interested in RPing with me then I absolutely understand, in which case feel free to ignore this and have a good day! ]]

// Thank you for reading my rules! I haven't seen the item name trout ice cream in years! Looking forward to rp with you!

[beinfriends]

Despite Lucas's assumptions, the machine was apparently home-made by Gregory himself. It surprised him, impressed him, even, considering how many people here would hardly call themselves adept with even using technology. He supposed that since Gregory wasn't a Tazmilian, though, that he probably came from a time that was far more comfortable with tech. Pigmasks weren't the only ones who had tech, right? Everyone came from totally different times, so perhaps it wasn't such a stretch to assume Gregory made it-- especially considering Dr. Andonuts was already a prolific inventor before getting here, so he heard.

"Oh!" Lucas exclaimed. He wished to say more, but the way it was said sounded like Gregory had more to say, so he held his tongue.

A couple of beats passed, with Lucas tilting his head curiously to the side, but eventually, Gregory did speak again. This time, he seemed curious about what Lucas had said before about it being useful to others. Lucas nodded to him. He did think it was useful-- after all, lots of people's livelihoods surrounded plants in some way around here. Even his own family could, perhaps, benefit from it. While they didn't grow crops the way Matt and Jill's family did, they still had a garden filled with both flowers and a few varying vegetable and fruit plants.

Lucas was a natural green thumb, but things were sometimes out of his control. It wouldn't change much, but it would be nice to know when something was awry with their garden. It just seemed natural that such an agricultural town would appreciate that kind of thing.

"Well, sure!" he replied. "Lots of us here rely on gardens fer food, an' some of us plant full-on crops 'n' such, so knowin' what might be wrong with a plant is nice ta know. My fam'ly jus' plants flowers 'n' some carrots 'n' strawberries, that kinda thing, but it still might be good knowin' what's goin' on. But, see, then we have some neighbors in town who are horticulturalists, an' they always got all these plants and trees an' whatnot, an' I think they'd like that kinda machine to make sure their plants are all nice 'n' healthy. Or, we have some neighbors who have crops, like I said, fer the whole town, and that would be nice fer them too."

He had gotten to rambling again, and Lucas tried to stop himself at that point. The point was that lots of people would benefit. Abbot and Abbey would be the most excited about it, he thought, though that could be more chalked up to their continued enthusiasm about technology. But wouldn't that make their day, having a machine that helps them with their work. It would be the best of both worlds in such a case.

"I guess I think it's an awful nice machine is all. It's a great idea fer somethin' since it has a use that's good fer everybody."

[ Just outside Lucas’ home now–little more than a few steps past the doorway–the disguised alien decides to simply stay put and wait for the human to fully ready himself.  The quest has already been accepted and set into motion.  Now, he needs only to maintain his established role or ‘character’ in it (irrespective of the marginal hit his pride takes from such a thing) and ensure that the quest ends up being precisely as useful as he had originally conceived.  Otherwise it will be a waste of time for not just the Psion himself, but worse yet? Lucas himself and that would just be unacceptable.  He only breaks from merely waiting, turning back in one smooth and perfectly efficient motion to face Lucas, when the human responds in kind and proceeds to inquire about the device central to this quest.  Absentmindedly, he starts to play with the strap of his satchel bag anew.

Naturally, the genuine kindness and willingness to help catch his attention at first–and in turn, the genuine admiration and respect for heroes that comes with it–but what truly gives him pause is what follows after something so comparatively predictable; an inquiry about the origin of the device in question.  It isn’t a difficult question to answer.  The answer itself is obvious.  Rather… what has him carefully consider the question at all (as opposed to offering an immediate answer) is just how much he can reveal without jeopardizing the ruse he has set into place.  Would it matter if he just answered honestly?  Otherwise lying makes little difference in the greater schematics of things since this entire quest is a lie.  But, something in him–likely of the same origin as the icky sensation from earlier on–has him feel as though he should be honest where he can be.  That it’s the least he can do.  It’s the right thing to do, even if only in a marginal way.  That and maybe, just a bit, there’s something inexplicably bright about someone–especially when the individual can technically be categorized as ‘cool’--displaying interest in something that he supposes he is ‘passionate’ about.  Technically.  No more and no less than that.  Especially when the notation that it could be of assistance to others is dropped in the process of doing so.  An opportunity to do some good.

He wouldn’t exactly consider himself to be an advocate of humanity, but long gone is the irrational and disproportionately negative viewpoint of them, something more neutral settling into the gap consequently left behind.  He doesn’t like humans, but he doesn’t dislike them either.  They’re no better or worse than any other life-form of a similar intelligence and advancement level.  The only thing that makes them stand out to the Psion himself personally (read:  putting aside the Earth’s Power and the exceptional resilience present in its life-forms) would be his own unfortunate history with them and just as importantly, his adoptive mother’s origins in humanity itself.  She was important.  Therefore, so is doing good by humanity, albeit in ways that are thoughtful with minimal risk for it going horrendously wrong.  BUT.  Before anything else, he needs to answer honestly and since the calculated risk level for that (in the context of the ruse) is low, he can only gain from doing so.  ]

—-‘The machine is not of Pigmask origin.  I created the guiding schematics and constructed it myself.  The design and construction of machines with varying functions is a core competency that I have had very little trouble in acquiring several years prior to this moment.’

[ Gregory pauses, hesitation bringing his words to a skidding halt despite the conclusiveness implied by what he had managed to express in monotone.  He ceases playing with the strap of his bag and instead settles upon gripping it.  He doesn’t want to veer off-course too much.  Doesn’t want to dip into something so irreparably personal, no matter how shallow or slight.  But.  He’s also exceedingly curious.  Curious not just about the idea that others could benefit from something of his–odd and disjunct as the idea may feel–but about what Lucas’ thoughts are surrounding the matter specifically.  A moment or two more and the disguised alien stoically pushes on.  ]

‘... do you really believe that such a device could be beneficial to others?’