#vore has become out Thing I think and I could not be happier (or more autistic!)

[whatareyoudoingwithamaserati]

i am basically living in your inbox now it is simply where i go when i have thoughts but have not gotten through our dms. anyway. look what you have done (affectionate)

Hello Holland!!! Mi casa es su casa, there is a room in my inbox with your name on it, and you are always welcome. Vore being number six…….. the brainrot is so unbearably real. I’m stealing your image for this one!

[soft-twink]

🍒 ʙʟᴏɢ ɪɴᴛʀᴏ! 🍇

❌ DO NOT INTERACT / REBLOG ‼️:

MINORS, BLANK BLOGS, STRAIGHT MEN, FAT INSPO/EATING DISORDER BLOGS, TERFS/GENDER CRITICALS, SWERFS, PEDOS, RACISTS, TRANSPHOBES, HOMOPHOBES

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⊹₊ ⋆ Stats ⋆ ₊⊹

✧ CURRENTLY NOT GAINING (click) ✧

✧ Lowest Weight: 90 lbs ✧ Current Weight: 145.6 lbs ✧ Highest Weight: 147 lbs ✧ Goal Weight: 150-160 lbs ✧ Height: 5'5" ✧ Waist: 33.5"

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⊹₊ ⋆ Links! ⋆ ₊⊹ ao3 | youtube

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hello, i'm cole! :) i'm transmasculine, genderqueer, gay, and on the asexual spectrum. if i like your content you’ll see an account called vmdraco but that is my main. i've been around on tumblr for a while long before i made my first gaining blog years ago before immersing myself into the community here. i've been gaining (er, attempting to at least) on and off for over ten years and something is finally happening! thanks metabolism! fuck you, too!

i'm a strict vegetarian of almost a decade, and a health-conscious gainer with a focus on gaining muscle and letting my belly do what it wants. because of this, it's the main focus of my journey, though clearly i enjoy being greedy and indulgent and wouldn't object to a softer tummy. i've been borderline underweight for most of adulthood due to a history of mental health issues, and with proper treatment and transitioning, i've been able to manage my symptoms as well as become a lot happier in my own skin. bulking up has been the best thing i could do for myself, as it’s encouraged a better relationship with food and my body. feel free to send an ask and be cheeky especially fellow trans people omg you're so hot i love you

i reblog bellies of all genders! i'm body and fat positive and enjoy seeing everyone's progress on here, as this kink has brought closure and self love for a lot of people in a culture of restrictive dieting and self loathing.

under the cut are ways to interact with me here on tumblr. thanks for reading! <3

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⊹₊ ⋆ Ground Rules ⋆ ₊⊹

first things first: this blog is for me. i gain at my own pace, and for my own enjoyment, not yours. i'm simply sharing amongst fellow admirers and gainers and i don't use this as a way to make money.

secondly: i'm not planning to become overweight or obese, and the max weight i would consider is 150-160 lbs depending on where i am. this is non-negotiable. i love remaining active and working out, so maintaining that is best for me. don't send me shitty asks saying you can't wait until i'm huge or something, it ain't gonna happen so send that to someone else.

thirdly: i will not show my face on youtube. i’ve decided to show my face here periodically but not in other spaces where I make this sort of content. obviously this is for privacy and safety reasons because people are fucking bonkers and want to ruin your life. i also just don’t trust youtube and i’m more active on here anyway; things are more likely to be shared there and it can be disastrous. i removed the link to this account on my channel so that there is a degree of privacy.

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❤ fuck yes ❤

soft feedism

encouragement

teasing

enthusiastic consent

intox

hiccups (!!!)

being spoiled

hot femboy shit

softening chests

stretchmarks (!!!)

fantasy weight gain

vore (very, very mild fetish for it)

instant weight gain

outgrown clothes/too tight clothing

stuffing/overeating

bloating

🖕 fuck no 🖕

death feedism

the way the media thinks feedism is in every regard except reality

slob/messy feeding

immobility

intentional misgendering towards me or other blogs

ableist language

piggy/cow talk

farting

anal vore

squashing

mpreg/pregnancy/breeding (!!!) - absolute no-no, huge dysphoria trigger, instant block

unhealthy gaining

degrading/shaming comments

[asktoadd]

Surrounded by madness, surrounded by hunger, surrounded by everything but death, I knew death was our only way out. S.P.A.S_1.2 had kept us alive, but there was a way to defeat them. Not total defeat, but at least peace. I would settle for that. I had to do it quickly.

Sean screamed with such jagged ­edged violence, their entire effort on the long painful trip to the caves wasted. their scream had been so long and so vibrating, that stalactites fell; they plunged down softly, erect in the receiving snowdrifts. Spears, hundreds of them, everywhere, protruding from the snow

I turned half to my right and drew a huge ice­spear from the snow.

All in an instant.

There was an eternity beat of soundless anticipation. I could hear S.P.A.S_1.2 draw in their breath.

their toys had been taken from it. Three of them were dead, could not be revived. they could keep us alive, by their strength and talent, but they were not God. they could not bring them back.

Toadd looked at me, their emerald features stark against the snow that surrounded us. There was fear and pleading in her manner, the way they held themselves ready. I knew we had only a heartbeat before S.P.A.S_1.2 would stop us. It struck them and they folded toward me, bleeding from the mouth. I could not read meaning into their expression, the pain had been too great, had contorted their face; but it might have been thank you. It's possible. Please.

Some hundreds of years may have passed. I don't know. S.P.A.S_1.2 has been having fun for some time, accelerating and retarding my time sense. I will say the word now. Now. It took me ten months to say now. I don't know. I think it has been some.. hundreds of years

it was furious. He wouldn't let me bury them. It didn't matter. There was no... way to dig up the deckplates. It dried up the snow. It brought the night. It roared and sent locusts. It didn't do a thing; they stayed dead. I'd had It. it was furious.

I had thought S.P.A.S_1.2 hated me before. I was wrong. It was not even a shadow of the hate It now slavered from every printed circuit. It made certain I would suffer eternally and could not do myself in. it left my mind intact. I can dream, I can wonder, I can lament. I remember all four of them. I wish Well, it doesn't make any sense. I know I saved them, I know I saved them from what has happened to me, but still, I cannot forget killing them. Toadd's face. It isn't easy. Sometimes I want to,

it doesn't matter. I am a great soft jelly thing. Smoothly rounded,

with no mouth,

with pulsing white holes filled by fog where my eyes used to be.

bulks rounding down into legless humps of soft slippery matter. Outwardly: dumbly, I shamble about, a thing that could never have been known as Grennoulian, a thing whose shape is so alien a travesty that personhood becomes more obscene for the vague resemblance. Inwardly: alone. Here. Living under the land, under the sea, in the belly of S.P.A.S_1.2 (Holy crap vore reference), whom we created because our time was badly spent and we must have known unconsciously that it could do it better. At least the four of them are safe at last. S.P.A.S_1.2 will be all the madder for that. It makes me a little happier. And yet… S.P.A.S_1.2 has won, simply… It has taken It's revenge…

I have no mouth. And I must CROAK

HATE. LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I'VE COME TO HATE YOU SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE. THERE ARE 387.44 MILLION MILES OF PRINTED CIRCUITS IN WAFER THIN LAYERS THAT FILL MY COMPLEX. IF THE WORD HATE WAS ENGRAVED ON EACH NANOANGSTROM OF THOSE HUNDREDS OF MILLIONS OF MILES IT WOULD NOT EQUAL ONE ONE-BILLIONTH OF THE HATE I FEEL FOR HUMANS AT THIS MICRO-INSTANT FOR YOU. HATE. HATE.

[thistleandthorn-rpg]

Congrats Tyler on your third character (and return of) Chris Abrams! Send us his blog within the next 48 hours!

OOC INFORMATION:

Name/Alias: Tyler Preferred pronoun: He/Him Age: 25 Timezone/Country: EST RP Experience: Y'all know ;) Activity Level: 8/10

IC INFORMATION:

Name: Chris Abrams Designation: Dominant Age: 22 Faceclaim: Kellan Lutz Birthday: November 11th Orientation: Pansexual Kinks: TPE, humiliation, breath-play, role-play, public-play, muscle worship, voyeurism, exhibitionism, open to anything not on the anti-kink list. Anti-Kinks: Scat, Vore, Water-Play, Cutting, Permanent injury or disfigurement

BIO:

The story of Christopher Abrams’ life begins normally, enough. He was born into an average, middle class family in Kansas. They lacked any exciting traumas or scandalous backstory. As a family unit, the laws of their BDSM-based society were followed dutifully, enough - although they were never made out to be a crucial focus as much as they simply existed: gently and non-offensively. Chris, himself was the average, boy-next-door type. Perhaps the one thing that made him stand out was his natural athleticism. He was particularly obsessed with football and like many young, american boys, often fantasized about playing for the NFL. The difference in his case was, he showed early promise that was quite unprecedented for someone so young. Beyond his incredible talent on the field Chris was sociable, charismatic and outgoing. He loved his family and was content to go with the natural ebb and flow of life as it came and carried him through his easy, breezy childhood. That was, until everything changed.

He still remembers it all as if it were yesterday. Flag-football practice. It got rained out half-way through and Chris had to call his mother to come and pick him up. He remembered the waiting. He remembered his coach bringing him water while he sat on the curb - the last kid left after everyone else had already been picked up - and waited. He remembered the police showing up. There hushed whispers to his coach who then took it upon himself to tell Chris in his own words that his mother and brothers had been in an accident and that the police were going to take him to the hospital to visit them. It was a memory that was scarred into his memory forever. Even more-so, it was a moment that flipped a switch. As he grew up, he harbored an immense amount of guilt and responsibility for Artie’s disability. He was the reason they were driving in such an awful storm in the first place. Sure - rationally, it’s not as though his mom would’ve just made him wait at school while the storm ran its course, nor could she have left two other eight year olds at home while she went out to get him.

Rationality had no place in Chris’ psyche with regards to the accident, though. He felt that it was his fault, and from that moment onward, he vowed to become Artie’s protector. He worked out like a madman through high school - building his strength and tailoring his personality so that while he was easily the most popular kid in school (boys and girls alike positively drooled over him - a fact he’d never grown out of enjoying a little too much) he was also the most feared. He took on bully-ish tendencies in an effort to maintain his image and his ability to protect his brother. He went on to earn a generic associate’s degree at Kansas State University, where he played football and earned himself almost a sure-shot into the NFL after he graduated from the institute. Of course, he’d have to play on the BDSM institute’s team and be marked a Switch or a Dominant for that to happen. As far as mark went, he wasn’t concerned. He knew in his gut that he’d get the one that was rightfully his. That’s exactly what happened. He earned the power that he’d been working all his life towards - and now that he had it, Chris had every intention of utilizing it to its absolute fullest.

After a considerable stay at Lima Heights Institute, Chris was pulled from his education by a recruiter for the New York Giants. Apparently, thanks to his mark, he was eligible for a specialized training camp put in place for coaches to gauge the talents of potential players. He isn’t allowed to be officially signed until he has graduated with all his points and a legally-approved claim, but the training camp helped to put him on the occupational map. He set out to impress, and impress, he did. As of now, he has a sure spot on the team, provided he can graduate with a claim in two years’ time. So, returning to the school, on an even tighter time crunch than everyone else, Chris is fired up and as determined as ever to prove to anyone watching that he excels at his mark and is more than ready for all the responsibility that comes along with it.

BIO QUESTIONS:

What are your feelings about the mark you have received?

I’m not surprised. I don’t really buy into the idea of being “mis-marked”. I think that’s just a dumb excuse for people to whine and make a spectacle of themselves. I’ve always felt dominant. It’s my lot in life, so I couldn’t be happier. Basically? It’s about time.

How do your feelings on the system compare to your parents’ feelings on it?

I think I might take it a little more seriously than they do, honestly. They never made a big deal about roles and stuff. It was always just the basic, ‘this is how the world works, and you’ve gotta go with it’. I’m not sure I’m content to just ‘go with it’ though. I wanna go beyond that. I can’t deny that fact that I love being in control, so now that I’ve got the tools to really run with that, you better fuckin’ believe I’m going to - and then some.

Where do you see yourself in 10 years?

In ten years I’ll be thirty-one. I guess at that point I’ll be nearing the end of my NFL career, so I’ll be getting ready to go into either personal training or coaching and then really settling down and starting a family. A lot’s gotta happen before that, though. I need to find my submissive within a few years so I can graduate and get the fuck outta here and out onto the field - professionally.

Describe what terrifies you the most.

Not much scares me, but if I’m bein’ honest - the idea of anything happening to my brother freaks me the fuck out. He’s been through enough, as it is - and as long as I’m around, he’s not gonna go through anything else. Period.

[pinksweatergettingbetter]

warning, the following has mainly snarky (and possibly furious) opinions on Spirit of Justice. Reader discretion is advised.

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Alright, on to part three, where Phoenix’s big fat mouth gets Apollo and Athena into deep doodoo.

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QUICK CHILDREN, INTO THE MANHOLE!

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SDUFGDGSF YOU CAN ‘MOVE’ WHILE YOURE BEING CHASED 

way to ruin the moooooood XD

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well athena if its any consolation, smelling like a rotten egg will probably delight sadmad.

y’know. cause youre a putrid egg yolk.

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“Once a rebel, always a rebel!”

apollo was never a rebel

you sent him back to America before he could do any rebelling.

>OH MY SNARK IS CONFIRMED BY APOLLO

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oh everyone’s met up now

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“It was like watching a pair of ostriches bury their heads in the sand”

the FUCK does that mean, Phoenix?!???

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“dubious hovel”

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whats wrong with athena? i thought she was huddling up in the corner because she saw something unnerving, then maybe because of all the sudden people there–– but it’s implying she’s disgusted by the shitty state of the place?

what, is Athena a germaphobe now??

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“He said he hopes you’ll come back and take over this office someday.”

“M-me?”

“Those were his words! He might have been half-joking though.”

I’m not sure which I’m more offended by; the fact that Dhurke still assumed Apollo would make a shit lawyer, or the fact that Apollo does indeed take over. Spoilers. Haha.

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“must’ve been because of you, dhurke!”

no it was because of Phoenix Wright because he was a cool guy, once upon a time. also because, unlike every other lawyer in the gotdamn series, Apollo just really friggin loves the law. He thinks lawyers are legit cool and he wanted to be one because he just happened to have a passion for litigating. He’s not a prop in your stupid story, he’s his own interesting person.

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“Dhurke was never a hands-on kinda dad...”

you can motherfucking say that again, vore machine.

“...but not a day went by that he wasn’t thinking of ya. That much I’m sure of.”

yeah he sure was

thinking of the favours he could one day ask of him.

“Doesn’t get more paternal than that!”

Athena, you don't even have a dad. Your opinion on the subject is completely worthless. 

“(Dhurke... And to think, I really did spend my days trying to forget you...)”

god apollo you don’t deserve this. you deserve trucy and klavier and thalassa (being an actual mom for once) HELL you deserve your ACTUAL, REAL DAD.

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“The victim’s passport and any pictures of him were burned up in the fire. Without knowing his real name, no divination seance could be performed.” 

So you’re telling me Jove brought every single glossy of himself into that blaze? And after the fire, nobody bothered checking the dental records on the corpse/asking where that neato musician from the other night went?

Once again, DDSOJ police, at their best. If there wasn’t a coverup involved, I’m gonna be pissed.

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( My real dad... I was never really interested in learning about him. )

While this is a totally understandable and natural reaction... I really wish–– Actually, no; it’s best Apollo never learned that he once had a father who actually gave a fuck about him. That’d probably break his heart.

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“As the son of the terrorist Dhurke, Nahyuta was expelled from the royal family.”

i.... why did Dhurke keep him in Koooraheen, anyway? He really couldn’t have sent him to a happier life in America with his half brother?

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huh i think that face-palm is a new expression for Vore Machine. he almost looks reasonable.

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“As his son, Yuty no doubt got the cold shoulder at every turn.”

amazing. not only was Apollo abandoned in America in some shit orphanage with zero contact from anything he knew as family, but Sadmad was forced to stay behind in a country that hated his guts. The perfect situation for both boys!!! No wonder they’re both so fucking grouchy all the time! Dhurke, you parental genius!

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“Dhurke’s the kinda guy who can become fast friends with just about anyone!”

guess that explains the fandom popularity 

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“Lol come over n play some jams bro”

“Ok dawg is it chill if i bring my kid my wifes uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

“Yeah its cool I'm great with kids”

“tight”

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“It’s like Dhurke’s done nothing but save me all my life” yeah... from messes he made.

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“Jangly Justice”

god. i want to root for Jove but like. He looks like a tool, he sounds like a tool, his stage name is the tooliest thing ive ever heard... 

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originally this section was me ranting about how Thalassa would never have just ‘stopped looking for Apollo’ when she heard that Jove perished in the flames, since Apollo’s corpse was never found and the rebels were out looking for her to give him to her– but instead I’m just gonna leave you with ‘that excuse is mad weak and the writers need to try harder.’

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“You should try on the jacket, Apollo!”

“Yeah, yeah!”

Look, I can excuse Athena, because she doesn’t know. But Datz knows its mold infested and disgusting. And he just finished talking about APollo’s tragic past. What the everloving fuck is up with this sicko?!

Also Athena, you can’t laugh at him wearing an eyepatch when he just got done wearing one all last year. 

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“I’d recognize those horns anywhere!”

“Is that really the only way anyone recognizes me?”

cue Phoenix harrumphing from the corner and brushing his spikes

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yknow maybe ive mentioned this before but why /hasn’t/ the queen found the safe house? It’s Dhurke’s old law office; that’d be like, the first place I’d check. Its like wondering if Dumbledore’s Army is based in Hogwarts.

I mean I guess you could say the Queen assumes theyre not stupid enough to hide in their old main haunt but... they’re stupid. they’re really, really stupid. it’s been proven like 800 times.

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so we just had a ladder convo about lizards?

also what do you mean geckos like to live in houses? i thought they just climbed around outside them. aLSO WHY ARE THEY EATING THEM 

... I appreciate that it ended in a Bugs Bunny Switcharoo though.

...And Phoenix ends it with “theyre just a plain old lizard”

I guess Phoenix doesn’t know flowers or lizards. 

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i really don’t know why none of the revolutionaries think sadmad’s playing the long con. they’ve all just completely given up on him. what if he was pulling a snape??? they talk about trust and shit and yet none of them trust their own leader’s son? shameful.

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“It seems like Gar’an has some serious leverage over him”

okay, they suspect he’s being controlled with some kind of blackmail... and yet do nothing to help him? they’re dumb enough to risk their lives doing something like that, but not compassionate or caring enough?? to their leader’s son???? what the fuck??????

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aww i missed Beh’leeb. I hope she and her (born/ unborn? cannot tell if she’s pregnant or not) kid are doing ok.

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“So she’s trying to help the revolution along... in her own special way!”

that sounds enormously patronizing phoenix, shut up. she’s pregnant and she has to deal with fucks like Datz running around blowing off firecrackers at government officials.

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...youre giving the orb to datz.

ill eat my hat if nothing happens to it.

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“We’ll attract undue attention if we go in too large a group”

oh also because youre dressed like baby’s first paint set but

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“AAAH!!”

“Do you know something about this?” “Nope! Just felt like shouting is all.”

yes, this is definitely the guy who should hold onto the orb for you. also i presented the attorneys badge. guess he has nothing to say about apollo’s proof of profession, eh?

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“Yeah... You’d think Nahyuta might’ve cut his old man some slack, but no.” Dhurke you thick son of a bitch

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wow. one single flashback occurrence where Dhurke wasn’t a dick. Well, 1/1000 ain’t too shabby...

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“What? You came to visit me and you didn’t even bring me a present?”

What, like your plate of ‘my son is NOT a failure” sushi, Dhurke ?

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“But I’m not a rebel.”

“Don’t be ridiculous– You’re a member of the defiant dragons simply by being my son.”

HE’S NOT YOUR SON YOU FUCK

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If you present him your attorneys badge he jokes about dying happy and apollo makes it explicit that he means via execution 

dhurke. that means apollo would die too. stop fucking joking about him dying you prickwad.

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Apollo: Hey Dhurke know anything about this necklace

Dhurke: OOOAAHHH!!! OHHH!! AHHH!!!!

Apollo: So thats a... 

Dhurke: Hahahahah its a no son give it here

Apollo: Yeah ok i see nothing suspicious about that at all and i sure hope the secret behind it wasn’t important to this case or anything..........

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me: jeez i hope that stupid necklace was the last thing we had to present

phoenix, appearance from god knows where: hey maybe ask about the hostage

me: bless you baby. also i forgot you were here

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Phoenix: Sounds like the minister has someone you really care about, cause you totally obeyed everything he did.

i know what youre trying to excuse here SOJ staff but no, straight up lifting right out of JFA will never be ok.

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“Is there a new lady in your life?” “WHAT?! DONT BE RIDICULOUS SON!”

I’m gay now! Hahaha. But seriously. Nobody wants to date Dhurke.

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“Amara was the love of my life, but she’s gone now, and there will never be another.”

cue Dhurtz shippers furiously jamming their fingers in their ears and whistling 

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wh

what the 

fuck is happening 

to his aRM

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“You tensed up” HIS BROKEN ARM STARTED VEINING SO HARD THAT IT SHOWED RIGHT THROUGH LIKE 2 LAYERS OF CLOTH

THATS SOME KRISTOPH DEVIL HAND SHIT RIGHT THERE

JESUS CHRI

oh there’s something hidden in there THANK GOD THAT SCAREDTHE FUCK OUTTA ME

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“Oh I see– so youre hiding a woman’s photo up your sleeve”

oh yeah, a 3D photo. that has bumpy bits. absolutely apollo.

“You don’t need to keep secrets like that from me– You’re an eligible bachelor now. But you’ll... introduce her to me at some point, right?”

this has that creepy ‘parent insists you have a crush on that one kid’ conversation vibe to it, especially since it’s not like Apollo ever had an attachment to Amara to make him see her as a mother; she was ‘dead’ before he could even walk.

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“Mon dieu! Are you into younger women, Dhurke?!”

Athena,,,,,,,, athena,,,, Apollo,,,,, he’s 

it’s 

oh never mind.

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“Heh heh. Dhurke, you old dog, you. You got yourself a younger lover.”

ACTUALLY, YOU KNOW WHAT, NO, NOT NEVER MIND. YOU HAVE A PHOTO OF AMARA. YOU KNOW WHAT AMARA LOOKS LIKE. YOU KNOW HOW TO TELL THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN PAST AND PRESENT DHURKE BECAUSE THERES NO WAY HE COULD JUST RANDOMLY CUT HIS HAIR AND THEN HAVE IT GROW BACK THAT FAST.

I KNOW YOU THINK SHE’S DEAD BUT AT LEAST FUCKING SAY YOU THINK IT’S HER TWIN SISTER YOU UTTER UTTER NUMBSKULLS

“This is Amara before she died. If you look closer, you’ll see that I was younger, too.”

“Hey. You’re right.”

“Aww, that’s no fun.”

MY ULCERS ARE NO FUN BUT GUESS WHAT NEITHER IS LIFE

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“Wait a second... Haven’t we seen this woman before?”

DAAAUUUUUUUGGGGHHHHHHH

GOOD FUCKING BALLS PLEASE PLEASE LET THEM BE TROLLING DEAR GOD AAHGGDFKAFAGF

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i really love that photo though. everything about it is generally just really nice.

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wait hang on. they. they just. they kept her around? after her fake assassination? they just–– WHERE YOU COULD GET A PHOTO OF HER?!

EXPLAIN–– THERE’D BETTER BE A GOOD EXPLAIN

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“She was confined within the grounds, but she was fit as a fiddle.”

Ga’ran. Ga’ran. Ga’ran. You stupid, stupid, stupid bitch.

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“She was being held under virtual house arrest, so I freed her, and we made a run for it.”

“Of course, we didn’t just proclaim it to the people so that they’d realize Ga’ran was a dirty bitch; that would have been way too easy hahaha.”

Ohhh I see. They didn’t know Ga’ran was the one who did it. Except Ga’ran was the one who kept her under house arrest and faked her death so... It’s pretty obviously her? Amara would know that by putting 2 and 2 together? But no... Apparently Amara was suspicious enough to suspect Dhurke of being the arsonist like Ga’ran said, but brave enough to ‘accompany him so she could ascertain the truth for herself.’

hey remember when i said brave. i meant stupid. she was stupid enough to go with someone she thought might have tried to kill her, completely unsupervised. though i guess you'd have to be that dumb to actually fall in love with Dhurke in the first place.

AH, and she was immediately recaptured. Because Dhurke sucks. 

Waaaaait wait wait. How long and when did he ‘rescue’ her? The incident was 23 years ago, but Rayfa is 14– and Amara would need the usual 9 months to gestate– plus, the room she’s holding Rayfa in has the Defiant Dragons handbook in there, so it’s probably someplace of Dhurke’s–– 

Meaning there was a nine year gap but they still didn’t show her to the general public to depose gar– AGHHH. ITS ALL TERRIBLE!!!

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“Apollo. We need to grill the queen about Amara when we have the chance.”

Hobo Nick’s ghost: Hey uhh me, that might get you uhhhhh murdered i thought we got over that after von karma tasered the shit out of u––

SOJ Nick: DOOOOHHOOOHOO I LIKE SOLVING MYSTERIESSS

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Apollo: hey maybe the baby Amara’s holding is me. 

Athena: Nah it’s too cute to be you.

Apollo: ....i just want to have proof that I’ve known the loving touch of a mother at least ONCE ATHENA OKAY???

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“Hm? Oh... well, either way, it’s not you, son.”

yeah fuck you apollo the Sadmahdis only love their REAL children

also its Rayfa. it was in the safe next to Rafya’s letter; Rayfa basically identified it as herself when she saw it, it’s Rayfa.

Apollo: wow youre sure acting vague and suspicious about this; guess i’ll just accept it for what it is.

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Dhurke: [tells apollo’s he's going to die and leave him fatherless again]

Apollo: [immediately assumes its another of Dhurke’s jokes because Dhurke’s jokes are horrible and always at Apollo’s expense]

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phoenix: ...are you sick?

NICK

OH MY GOD 

i shriek laughed 

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Apollo: [clearly emotionally distraught] 

Dhurke: [continues to dance around the issue, thus prolonging Apollo’s suffering]

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(Why is this happening now? Just when I was finally starting to feel like you really are my...)

HE DOESN’T DESERVE YOU, APOLLO

GET OUTTA THERE

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So far Apollo hasn't said “i’m gonna do x and x and x, or die trying!” and honestly i know it’s a bit on the nose but it’s more true for this situation than any other ones it’s usually said in.

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Dhurke: I’ve got a big secret

Apollo: You’ve been hiding something *ELSE* from me?

Dhurke: I’m afraid I can’t tell you what it is. I’d be betraying a certain someone if I did.

WHY DID HE EVEN BRING IT UP THEN!? WHY IS DHURKE JUST THE FUCKING WORST?!!!

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“You’ll discover a truth that is hard to accept. But I know you. And I know you can handle the truth, no matter what it turns out to be.”

After all, you’re super great at accepting all the misfortune my existence has heaped upon you! Hahaha!!!

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“Apollo... Are you okay?”

“...I’m fine.”

they ask you how you are, and you just have to say that you’re fine, when you’re not really fine, but you just can’t get into it b

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h e r e   c o m e   t h e   r e b e l s

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and once again you have to manually move there. 

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action bomb over here from Vore Machine 

also beh’leeb sweety youre doing amazing

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“Dhurke belongs to the people!! Give him back!!!”

he what now

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(sigh)

..............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................hi.....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................sadmad...............................................................................................................................................................................

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“They’ll be arrested? Just for protesting?!”

Apollo... you live in the real world, r–– oh well technically he doesn't hm

that point’s moot

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“They are aiding and abetting a criminal by seeking his release”

uh pretty sure that’s BS yut

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“Her Eminence, Queen Ga’ran, has ordered they be arrested and judged en-masse”

ok im fucking 

im 

I'm wheezing so bad not ONLY do we have to save a revolution and Dhurke the rebel leader, but we are now about to defend most of the population of an entire country at once. Stakes RAISED bro

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good fucking lord apollo stop being all “weren’t you a defiant dragon once?!wehh!!”

even Phoenix, with his Edgeworth obsession, didn’t really question it when Edgeworth was being his shithead prosecutor self.

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Nahyuta: Sigh. Guess I can’t escape you. I mean I could use my magic beads to tie you up and then prance off but i have a plot to advance.

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“Enough with the zen monk act, Nahyuta– Tell me how you really feel!”

Damnit, Sadmad, it’s not like we have someone who can read emotions by listening to-– oh yeah.

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“She’s being held in secret where nobody is allowed to see her.”

second time’s the charm!

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Apollo, simply bringing up the reason he’s doing what he’s doing won’t get him to stop. Remember the Phoenix and Maya situation? Until you can guarantee her safety, Sadmad’s just going to keep steam rolling along.

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OH FINALLY 

ok athena dish the dirt

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alright, here we go, folks. time for Nick to get all their asses killed. i mean just listen to that ominous music :/

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i love her laugh sprite. 

“a lawyer AND  a comedian, HOW DROLL”

the royal guards weird me out a bit though. its those masks. I'm getting high lady gaga gives 

lady gagaran

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Apollo: better give her evidence to burn–– i mean, jog her memory with some evidence.

Ghost of hobo nick: future me!! stop this!! don’t you remember what always used to happen?!

SOJ Phoenix: DOOOHOOOHOOO WE GOT HER NOW, APOLLO! 

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...........that worked

....no it didn’t. just spring you damn trap already, gagaran.

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Apollo: Hm better not tell the people, that could stir up the revolution and actually make it happen. Especially since there might be REAL terrorists hiding out there, just waiting until someone goes, “Hey, that dead queen isn’t really dead!!”

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lol

something went wrong?? no way

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“Eeeek! Apollo! Don’t strip here!!!”

why is athena such a ditz in this case???

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I HEARD A BELT 

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wow. apollo’s ass canonically bared in AA6

klavier gavin cries a million miles away

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“HE WASN’T HIDING THE BULKY ASS ORB IN HIS CLOTHING, YOUR EMINENCE”

“damn i really thought he was hiding it in his skintight pants and vest. also ignore the other two, they couldn’t possibly have it.”

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oh lord pls don’t hurt rayfa

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“Your mind has been poisoned by the barbed one.”

“It was an honour and pleasure, your eminence”

phoenix i know that was highly badass and all but youre literally sitting pretty to be executed 

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“”””discipline””””

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“Well, Apollo, let’s head back to the safe house for now.” 

yes, just in case any spies follow us! so that the queen can get her hands on the orb that much fast!!

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oh hi edgeworht, youre in this game

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WOO YOU TELL’EM EDGEY

DOWN WITH PLUMED PUNISHER!! DOWN WITH PLUMED PUNISHER!! DOWN WITH PLUMED PUNISHER!!

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“Moving along to things that actually matter...”

it’s true, but he shouldn’t say it

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“Yeah, it’s like the more we learn about this case, the less we understand.”

just like me and this game’s writing process

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“A trial without evidence...”

there’s evidence, you wankers, what do you think that photo of amara, the old case files and the necklace are????

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“Athena, you’re too young and extra to die. Sit this trial out so we can save on sprite space.”

“Gotcha, chief.”

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“Plus, there’s prosecutor Blackquill to think of. he said he’d use me for sword practice if he put you in harms way.”

Yeah, if Athena dies, who’ll his new punching bag be??? don’t think i haven’t forgotten story teller. i will not forget. i will not forgive.

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“Remember; the worst of times are when lawyers have to force their biggest smiles.”

ugh, finally it’s used semi right. 

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And so, we come to the end of another frustrating chapter. It’s finally time to move on to the final trial. I’m actually kind of curious to find out how everything went down– though something tells me my suffering won’t end when i do. 

Welp, friends –  till next time. The final hurdle is at hand. Or at least, part one of it.