#waistland

[lead-acetate]

The Inseparables: *return to the Garrison from a mission*

Aramis: *jumping off his horse* the gays are back!

Treville: *raises an eyebrow* who are you kidding, there's not one straight person in this regiment, the gays have never left

[sammywolfgirl]

Well the LTC( Law of Time Committee) Hereby fuck up twizzly gummy ability to travel henceforth whatever timeliness she wants to go will end up being the wrong one and will notify the TBD of where she is.

Twizzly: THAT JUNK DOESNT EVEN HAVE AUTHORITY OVER THIS BRANCH SO YOU CANT DO SHIT FUCKHEADS!!

[liquidorcard]

I'm going to say this here and now alright, and I'm going to say this loud. "Oh you're Canadian what the fuck do you care about the US election!?!?!?" Shut the fuck up. Your shit leaks America. You WANTED to be the world police, this is the fucking outcome: the shit you do effects everyone. So listen the fuck up:

Here in Canada we be a nation of nations. We are a mosaic culture. Do we always hold to those ideals? Absolutely fucking not. But fuck me if I'm not going to scream and yell and bitch and piss and cry and cum to hold my fucking nation to that promise.

Fuck birthright right up the dickhole. If you're here to be chill, live and let live, be pro-social and as productive as you are able-- you are a full fucking blooded Canadian citizen. You are a patriot. You are my nation. You are my people. We may disagree on how, but if we agree we MUST look out for our fellow leaf land lad indiscriminate of the geographical location of the pussy they popped out of, you are MY CANADA. We stand on guard for thee motherfucker.

You know what that also means you shitheels? You MAGA Ameriboo fucks stealing our good maple oxygen? You white supremacist economically illiterate waists of flesh who think REAL CANADIAN immigrants are stealing your jobs while you beg the Wild Rose party to bukkakee on your lives again? You Trump-sensei nobgobblers trying to make my fucking country more like the clusterfuck going on south of the boarder? I don't give a flying fuck if your mother decided to curse humanity with your existence on Canadian soil or not. She should be fined for the improper disposal of toxic waist, first of all, second, you aren't a fucking Canadian citizen. You aren't a fucking patriot. You aren't my fucking countryman. You're a fucking infestation. You're a pollution. You're a blight.

More than ever, you are not fucking welcome here. Get out of my fucking country. Stop waisting public resources. Shut your fucking yapper and shove your cringelord red cap up your ass. You want to "make AMERICA great again!?" Piss off to America. Don't try to camp on our team's side of the ice thinking no one will notice you're wearing the opposing team's jersey. We can no longer afford to tolerate your tomfoolery, with burger land officially on even more than it typically is-- sorry not fucking sorry.

To all the American citizens who didn't just vote to start your full frontal facism arc-- especially to the people most at risk. I'm sorry all I got are clichés but uh . . . Stay strong. Do what you can to protect your immigrants-- your queers-- your citizens of all creeds and colours-- your wives, mothers, daughters, sisters-- your brothers in arms-- your lower and middle class who actually fucking pay taxes. Extra credit to whichever one of you actually manages to eat one of your gazillionaires first (in minecraft.) You lot are welcome to be Canadians too (honorary, or literally if you need to flee the waistland.) Good luck.

[mamavalcalaw]

Lana blinked, the young woman taking in what she could of this stranger. Then looked up at her Moose, who seemed as confused as she was. She was in an awkward spot, bit more then willing to throw potatoes if needed.

"Uh, in the north central of the old states." Lana was pretty sure her group had not left that area. "You okay there? You look like you e been bolting from raiders."

The young woman side eyed her mount, as Buck was snorting, as if confused by what he smelled off the new person. Not sure yet what he was scenting.

The quiet was not the complete, worrying kind. With the complete lack of sound that told of a big predator near. It was more comfortable to the young woman currently digging up tubers from an old farm plot that still lingered. Not the first one that she had found in her travels, but she was thankfully for these lingering plots.

If you took your time, one could get a lot of food still, and according to the tool she pressed the potato to. It did not happen to have a lot of rads. Edible as it was, more so if she let it sit with some radexes moss.

Lana sat up on her knees, checking around her. Watching for movement, then checked to see where her moose where. Noticing they were getting a little bit too far away from her, if not heading to camp. Taking that as a sign, Lana packed dirt back over the plant's roots, gathering the potatoes on the ground to toss in her basket. She checked her side arm in its holster, and grabbed the basket. Heaving it up to balance on her shoulder and followed her moose, and their protection, to camp.

Valory should be waking up soon, and would likely hunt. Maybe they could have some roast for dinner and for tomorrow morning. Or a good stew!

Thoughts occupied by food, and plans of dehydrating as many potatoes as possible for rations. Lana missed the first signs of someone else around the area. To be fair she was used to some confidence with her guardian around. Not many people or animals would be willing to enter an area with a deathclaw. Or one stretched out in the evening sun to bask.

Lana rounded a corner that led to were camp was in one of the old buildings. Startled as she came face to face with a stranger (face to chest?). Blinking a few times as the moose paused their grazing to see what was happening, the big bull walking over at his rider's startled sound.

"uuh, hi?" Lana said awkwardly, holding her big basket of potatoes.

[statementlou]

teenage waistland

[connectionterminated13]

Do you think any of the sb era characters who ever show up in the fallout au? Like Vanessa, Gregory, and Cassie? I feel like GR Freddy as some sort of mech suit Gregory walks around in would be sorta cool

Oh do I!! Settle in because this is going to be a very very long one

(New Jerusalem and the mormons of Vault 70 are a thing in fallout lore and like the only thing confirmed to be in Utah. Because of that amusing it for my AU lore. Though by the time of Jeremy All of the vault 70 mormons are basically dead or scattered and New jerusalem is in ruins. And yes I know it's from a canceled game and not technically cannon but it's all I've got on Utah okay???)

Vanessa was the illegitimate child of raiders who after their group disbanded abandoned her As a young adult. She spent a couple years in the wasteland until wandering upon the remnants of The Freddy fazbears Pizza Emporium. You see a couple of the less fanatic mormons from vault 70 Stole one of the geck's from the settlement of New Jerusalem as it was collapsing due to infighting. Over the years thanks to the geck Freddy fasbury's was A Great and thriving settlement! Vanessa was able to get a job working as security for some of the higher-ups in the settlement. After a while though She's offered 300 cap to go investigate a abandoned vault... Williams vault... When she gets there she finds the place still stalked with like lots of food, Medical supplies and science junk. She also finds Williams burned dead body, But most importantly next to that body she finds a completely intact computer Of course intrigue she immediately turns the thing on. Then out of nowhere a mask gets shoved on her face. You see this thing was Williams first plan To survive radiation before thinking of putting himself in a suit He had Uploaded a copy of his brain onto the machine which Vanessa had just turned on. Specifically His mind was in the mask that was now attached to Vanessa's face. Of course upon realizing he now inhabited a human body William immediately started freaking out fearing the radiation would consume him, Once he calmed it down he realized something:

Old flesh and blood William had failed, So now it was his duty to shove everyone in the waistland into Suits and Also control those suits to kill all of the violent people were still up on the surface! Vanessa didn't agree with this plan but Since William was now in control of her brain She was forced to do what he said. So once they got back to her settlement Vanessa began to tamper with the old world tech that the people of the settlement hadn't had the know how to mess with, Making new suits and Automatons. And then specifically Luring children into the Suits..

Gregory was one of the kids Vanessa tried to do this too. He lived on the streets in hurricane and often visited the Pizza Emporium To pick pocket and play with the still functioning kid friendly stuff in the Emporium. Being a street boy he was one of Vanessa's first targets until William realized that he wasn't nearly as tainted by radiation as everyone else there. Because Gregory was originally from a vault.... He doesn't exactly remember which one all he knows is his Vault was very far away and it got rated and he was taken away when he was very small. Realizing how important Gregory William immediately tried to take him over impartially succeeded before Gregory escaped using one of the suits it was Glamrock Freddy, Who had been repurposed from one of the old animatronics from the Emporium. Freddy's ai was still functioning so Gregory had just stolen himself a new friend :). The 2 roamed the wasteland for a bit together fighting off the atomatons that kept on coming after them, Until one of them seriously harmed Freddie and Gregory decided to go back to the Emporium to fix him and defeat William.

And so then he does so and frees Vanessa and the 2 of them Join up together and The gack in The Emporium kind of exploded and released radiation everywhere and like completely destroyed the settlement... So the 3 star fam do some serious wandering Looking for any other automatons or anyone trying to continue William's work.

As for Cassie... Her dad was a member of a small contact team stationed at the pizza imporrium By the NCR who had just started to make contact with Utah. (You see due to the automatons and prevalence of like old world technology Produced by Afton robotics and fazbear entertainment the people of Utah are both incredibly good with tech and also very good at violence. Making it a good place for the NCR to like in velvet)

She lived there happily with her dad for a long time and be friended Gregory, Then you know Her dad mysteriously disappeared and she was sent to live in the greater NCR outpost stationed in hurricane. Then she got a message that Gregory her old friend needed her help and she went back to the Emporium and a fallout version of ruin happened. I haven't really figured out what happens after that yet....

Sorry this is so so long :)

[ask-overwatch-heroes]

here one for junker queen (I feel like there’s not enough lover for her sometimes) how well did you handle the trauma from the lost of your family, were there moments of all hope is lost, how did you push through.

-🍄

Junker Queen: Jesus Christ! Could ya pick a more personal question? I hardly know ya!

I mean, sure, it wa'n't easy, but when ya come from the Waistlands, ya ain't got time fer tears! Ya just gotta think of yer worst enemy and think to yerself "There ain't a fuckin' universe where this piece of shit outlives me" and use that to fuel ya.

[spettelt]

Radscorpions

The big, nasty mutated arthopod of the waistland. What the bombs offered after they fell, were giant mutated scorpions.

[far-side-skies]

Happy new year everyone! Here's the lineup for December's bird OC challenge, with the Ardennaise Chicken. We've got an awesome variety this month, it was a really tough choice to pick a favourite.

Vote Here! https://strawpoll.com/polls/3RnYp2jJxye

General Blood Shrike of Cyclonia by @bloo-per

Arden, Talon Beastkeeper by @happypanda101

Hirundo Progne, Crystal Technican by @fubbick

Cassin Kingsmen, Knight of the Flying Dodos by @irishdove

Mercury, Waistland Raider and Cult Member by @uncertainty5

Lucky Ardennes, Squire of the Rebel Ducks by myself

Ardin Aise, Knight of the Three-Eyed Ravens by @grimm-the-6th

The vote will close on the 6th this month, and January's challenge will be out in a couple of hours. See you then!

[bonniebird]

Thousands of years living alongside dragons no one found a way to sedate them or something. Pop some medicine in the meat you’re feeding it bing bang boom.

Arrax (Is a baby) somehow has what looked like scale rot around the face which would be painful in rain. He’s also either way too small to be ridden or has some sort of issue with his wings as he’s oddly proportioned and you can see his struggling to fly (I assume it’s sizing and having a big saddle and a child on his back). 

Vaghar’s saddle is fuzed to her flesh and most of her scale have fallen off and not grown back or softened which means she’s not been getting enough of the right nutrients (granted she’s been on her own for a long time) to re-harden her scales. She also had bingo wings and a turky neck for some reason? That shouldn’t be a thing on dragons. Nothing other than decades of the saddle being stuck on her back is holding Aemond’s saddle on. You want to take her down just rip that off and let her go into shock. If Aemond can get on her back then he can carefully add supportive straps to avoid causing her pain and help stabilize himself while riding her.

Syrax had no defence frills. Granted she’s never been in a fight but that’s not a good sign in dragons. How and why does she have no frills? 

Teeth. All of their teeth are rotting and bad. Begging them to find some massive trees for the beasties to chew on to knock those bad boys out so they don’t get tooth rot all the way through their mouth.

Caraxes gets a free pass if his health issues are caused by the theory he’s a cross breed. because If a dragon wants to bang a firewyrm there’s not much you can do to stop it. (Maybe spook it with a big flappy flag or something I dunno?) If he isn’t a cross breed then his egg would have had to have been damaged pretty severely or not but on the correct heat to end up with the health issues he has.

Seasmoke’s feet were swollen in that battle scene because of how much flying they were doing. The feel, elbows and knees will swell which again isn’t really their fault but Dany’s dragons never had that issue who why does seasmoke. Why would you not trade off Caraxes and Seasmoke.

The only healthy looking dragon we’ve seen so far is Meleys. They have literal teams of people dedicated specifically to helping them care for the dragons and train certain behaviors into dragons.

(I’m also giving Dany a pass because she managed to handle three dragons at once while being trapped in a waistland with no food and water so there wasn’t much she could do and they would naturally be small and have a few health issues from it)

[sammywolfgirl]

What’s the neon hellscape like? Does Wrender have a house there? Or does she stay with someone? And where does Twizzlys gang stay in there?

The neon hellscape, well aetheticly think twizzlys Gacha background. But more specifically it’s a bit more dreary color pallet with neon lights and stuff.

It’s a timeline bassed in a morality swap, plus a crisis that under normal circumstances would have made the timeline so unstable it’d have to be cut. But wrend found it and hit it and stabilized it. Making it a criminals paradise.

TimeWrender herswld doesn’t have a house, at most closest she got is a personal little pocket they sort of keep their stuff in. However they often stay over at Moldy’s place because girlfriends.

Twizzlys gang is housed in Bad Grad Wasabi’s lab, or at least an apartment nearby, it’s not super fancy, it’s arguably run down, but the gang makes it work and it’s a bit cozy, a comfy yet well lived in hide out, plus thair supplier is right next door if she needs them.

The timeline itself is somewhat of a lawless waistland, guess that’s what happens when your legendarys are dead and the timeline is a bit morally corrupt, the extra time criminals aren’t helping. But Timewrender keeps the peace,

There are some rules that are law, and any well respected gang knows to follow them or face timewrender’s wrath

[my-little-waistland]

Ayo it would be funny asf if you spelled watseland waistland, because like my-little-waist (and then land) idk how to explain it but you get the gist

That does sound great

Thanks for the suggestion

🤍

[sweetside]

I might make a proper list later.

All of these games are able to be played in browser. Also all of these games are focused on the player getting fat.

I would recomend Snackrooms by Skelesoda (yes, the artist). But last week they added feedable npcs which are still broken right now.

Tower of Gluttony (text adventure rpg) is excellent and complete if you can stand the AI art. (Only female gain)

Currently I am playing through Waistland (text adventure base builder) . Which isn't great. Mainly because it takes so much grinding and navigating the menu's is a pain. Also the writing is painful some of the time. (AI art and only female gain)

There's a short Judy Hopps (text adventure multiple choice) too which is good own it's own merits.

[calvin--c--mcintosh]

My Toxic Waistland - Paper Hearts

[penneyirene]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Torrid oversized Tank top..

[ofwolfandmuses]

@pawsofzion

Though the Alpha had only been in the village for a short amount of time, he had already developed a bit of a reputation among the members there, one of an Alpha that thought with his knot than his head. And in a manner of speaking, they were right. While he wasn't afraid to find a beautiful wolf to spend time with before, lately he seemed to be constantly falling into bed with any wolf that caught his fancy. Maybe it was because he felt he had something to prove, or perhaps it was just because he felt lonely and this was the best way for him to get to know someone without getting too close to them.

Still, as he began to kiss the other's stomach, he couldn't help but pause as he stared up at the Omega. "You're beautiful, precioso... Someone that deserves to be worshipped and adored and reminded everyday of how beautiful you are..." The Alpha kissed the spot on the other's stomach, just above the waistland of his trousers, as his hands roamed up the other's sides. "Tell me what you want, hermoso."