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arimiaromage · 12 days ago

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Strange house - DGM doujin fangame route 1

So this weekend I reached the true ending for the 1st scenario / route in Strange house, a doujin LaviYuu game I found made by MOONLIGHT CAFE. you can see the entire guidebook for it as well as more details here.

and now I'm going to show it off to you!

I finished scenario / route 1, titled "Dolly". in visual novels, when it has multiple endings or ways the story can play out, those are typically called routes. in Strange house it has 4 main routes with multiple endings for each route, though every route is still about Lavi x Kanda.

this is the route in the guidebook, where they give you a brief glimpse at some of the CGs (cutscene artworks) for the route and which choices you need to pick in order to get the true ending.

basically, the route starts by you (playing as Lavi) out on a mission with Kanda and Toma.

after you wrap up, Lavi says that it's too far to travel back to headquarters that night (this game set sometime right after Allen sets up the Ark doors for travel as the 14th but before Lavi is captured by the Noah) and insists you find shelter in the nearby town (because he wants more time outside the Order with Kanda).

in town, Toma hears there's a mansion nearby that will provide shelter to them, so they head there and are greeted by its owner, Ralph (ラルフ).

one of the main choices for this route is...... whether you introduce Kanda to Ralpha as Kanda or Yu??? I went with Yu for my first playthrough (I didn't consult the guidebook, I just wanted to play it naturally) and that apparently locked me out of the true ending. there's several endings if you called him Yu, but you can only get the true ending by calling him Kanda.

Ralph shows them to their rooms with some small chat - Ralph lives alone in this mansion after the passing of his parents and then his sister. Lavi and Kanda stay in adjoining bedrooms and try to get some sleep.

however.... a ghost has other plans.

the vision of a ghostly woman wakes Lavi up. he goes to Kanda's room to tell him about it only to find that Kanda isn't there anymore. his bags are there, and the bed looked slept in, but Kanda was missing.

at this point you return to Lavi's room and can either investigate on your own some or immediately call Ralph in. regardless, you have to call Ralph to investigate.

when Lavi investigates on his own, he finds a bloodied and town fabric, which definitely doesn't sit well with him. he informs Toma that Kanda is missing and tells him to sit tight, that he'll solve this.

after Lavi calls Ralph to inform him that Kanda is missing, Ralph is initially skeptical (maybe he went to the bathroom? out for a walk?) but agrees to help Lavi.

the two search the mansion but come up empty. the only location inside the manor they haven't searched is the attic which has been locked up since Ralph's sister died.

Lavi is surprised it's in such a nice shape despite Ralph claiming he hasn't been in there for at least months and the mansion doesn't have any maids/butlers. there's also a portrait on the wall that Lavi notices looks similar to the ghostly woman he saw earlier that night.

you have 2 options, either inspect the portrait on your own while Ralph opens up the attic window or ask Ralph directly about the portrait. if you inspect it before asking about it, the game continues. if you ask Ralph about it, he immediately shoots Lavi in the face.

I believe this is the first bad end in the route. Lavi later wakes up at the Order with only partial memories of what happened. apparently, Kanda found him bleeding out and managed to get him back there before it was too late, though he was heavily injured. however, Ralph had escaped by that point and Kanda refuses to talk about the night at all.

if we inspect the portrait, Lavi thinks how similar it looks to the ghost he saw but before he can remark out loud, Ralph calls him over to the window.

(yeah, they just took the front of the manor and skewed the image to simulate Lavi looking downwards from the attic)

Ralph says there's something outside, to which Lavi looks out but sees nothing. Ralph then pushes Lavi out the window but he's saved by extending his hammer. once he hits the ground unscathed, Ralph opens fire on him. at this point Lavi is very confused and runs off to the forest.

Ralph follows him there but Lavi knocks him out. there's the sounds of something rustling nearby, to which Lavi can either inspect it or take the unconscious Ralph back to the manor to search for Kanda.

if he searches for the sound, he finds it's a group of akuma waiting for an ambush. Lavi easily destroys them.

when Lavi comes back from fighting, Ralph is gone. Lavi goes to the basement and finds a dying Kanda sitting with a doll that looks just like the ghost he saw. however, this is another bad end - Kanda slowly wakes up but the two go home without fully understanding events.

what you're supposed to do is ignore the sounds and immediately take Ralph back inside. Lavi heads to the basement with him where they find a dying Kanda sitting with a "doll".

because Ralph is here, he freaks out and runs away at seeing the doll. Lavi stays by Kanda's side until he's able to move. once he regains consciousness, the two leave to chase after Ralph one more time.

Kanda is still injured, but they both know he should be fine thanks to his recovery speed. Kanda thinks Ralph thought he was dead and couldn't believe he was still alive. Lavi knows Kanda was dead from those injuries but his recovery abilities saved him.

Kanda goes on to explain that Ralph is a broker for the Earl and that the woman who saved him was Ralph's sister, Lyra (ライラ). he had heard a knocking on his window and saw the woman. she told him her name and that her brother was a broker. he had wanted to sell his soul and his sister's soul to revive their parents when they died, but she was so against the plan she locked herself in the attic.

depending on if you introduced Kanda as Yu or Kanda (yep remember that choice at the beginning?) determines if you get the final bad end or the true end.

if you called him Yu, then the two run around the mansion but find Ralph dead. akuma have already found him and killed him. Lavi and Kanda destroy the remaining akuma but still go home unsatisfied as they don't fully understand what happened to Lyra.

if you called him Kanda, then the two immediately run to Ralph's study where they find him about to make a phone call. they pull him out and force him to confess.

Ralph admits to being a broker, but there's one problem - his sister is dead. he swears he wasn't lying about that, saying that she killed herself when he was adamant that they revive their parents. so who saved Kanda...? at this point, even Lavi is confused.

they go back to the basement to see a lifeless doll there, covered in Kanda's blood. Ralph confesses the rest.

this is the true end for Dolly.

Lavi and Kanda take turns staying up to make sure no more akuma attack (and that Ralph doesn't escape) and Kanda brings out the—grape juice.

cue makeout session.

the next day, they hand off the manor to a group of finders to secure it and head off back to the Order. Lavi says he's sad he didn't get to see Kanda's sleeping face (Kanda woke up before he did that morning) and hopes he gets to see it at the Order.

still, Kanda brings him in for one more kiss before they go home.

and that's only one scenario / route out of the entire game! each route was written by a different person with different CG artists.

here's the ending credits as well.

this was pretty nice! it felt like one of the side story episodes from the original anime - they venture into a creepy but ultimately inconspicuous manor at night only to find it's connected to akuma, with its own broker and ghost story. this route was probably only around 2~ hours of playtime but took me much longer as it's in JP.

also, most of the character sprites are slightly animated and it's really cute, like Lavi's blushing happy sprite when he realizes Kanda wants to drink with him.

I'll be playing through the rest of the routes at some point and sharing that as well.

#dgm #dgrayman #laviyuu #d gray man #lavi bookman #yu kanda #kanda yuu #dgm fangame #fangame #fangames #doujin fangame #doujin fangames #moonlight cafe #this game was not made by me but instead moonlight cafe!#I'm just documenting it here for archival reasons

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iamtotallyfineokay · 1 year ago

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A new game?

Hey guys, I decided to change the idea for a bit. In one of my last posts, I mentioned my idea of Yandere FNAF UCN. In another previous post, I also said my how Yandere UCN is just Ultimate Custom Night slowly becoming Ultra Custom Night, while the robots practically simp for reader dangerously. However, I realised how it might not be appropriate, as the creator of Ultra Custom Night would probably not want their game being used for x reader fanfics with the storyline of Left4Dead Lovesick FNAF edition in an office. So I tried to change it! Instead there is a FNAF fangame I made up in my head based off the FNAF community’s stuff, like fanmade animatronics and fangame characters for example. I’m still building the plot, so please ‘bear‘ with me. Enjoy!

You are (Name). You work as a small streamer online, with you gaining an adequate amount of subscribers and followers on Twitch and Tumblr, due to the FNAF content that you created. People like you for your SFM and Blender animations and your occasional FNAF memes. You even made fanmade FNAF merch which was pretty good. You recently requested your followers what FNAF games they want to see you play. Some of them began requesting games like Five Nights at Candy’s, Dormitabis or Animators’ Hell. Others stick to requesting original games like Pizzeria Simulator, FNAF World, and Security Breach. You then start playing the games your followers requested the next day on Twitch.

As you finish your run on Ultra Custom Night, you cross it off the list of requested games that your followers asked you to play. However, there was one odd request you were curious about. This request mentioned a game called The Last Terminal at Freddy’s, which you went on to find on Gamejolt in your free time. However, it didn’t exist(?), only having a Page Not Found screen on your computer.

However, according to the anonymous requester, they proclaimed that, like Ultra Custom Night, this new fangame has a lot of animatronics as well as new mechanics. The requester said, in a nutshell after that, the game is just if the whole community stuffed FNAF games, fangames, book and fanmade animatronics, all put into one game that is programmed and formatted like Ultimate Custom Night. They even mentioned that if The Last Terminal at Freddy’s was compared to Ultra Custom Night, UltraCN would be only about a percent of the content that The Last Terminal at Freddy’s has, as animatronics far and wide across the FNAF community are out in it, with the original FNAF animatronics, to the FNAF AR skins and animatronic variants, to wonderful fanmade animatronic variants, to even the smallest things like the FNAF easters eggs, loading screens and such.

Even though you were excited for it, there were other followers that responded to that requests, saying that the game is probably not real, it will be cancelled, or it might cause problems like lag or a virus being installed. You, however, like the naive Let’s Play player you are, had faith and waited for this new fangame, since the anonymous requester stated that the release date is around tomorrow, late at night, the time after you streamed your playthroughs of FNAF games. As you say goodbye to your followers while you shut off the stream, you were excited! A new fangame is coming! You then go to sleep, before waking up the next day, preparing a small meal, and going to Gamejolt to check on your computer to see if it’s there.

It was! It was released around midnight, showing impressive small leaks that weren’t enough to reveal much of its contents but just enough to show small gameplay clips and pics, with one image displaying a roster with instead a width of 15 characters! You grew giddy, straight to opening the game in the process. You then dive in blind as the first thing that pops up is a title screen reminding you of the formatting of the Animators’ Hell title screen. 6 animatronics take up each side of the screen revealing a middle showing the title of the game ‘The Last Terminal at Freddy’s’. You then notice that whenever 5 to 10 seconds has passed, a random animatronic on the title screen will be replaced by another one that isn’t on it. You then press the ‘Enter’ button on the screen. The roster was huge. It seemed like it never ended no matter how far you scrolled down your mouse down. It was always filled with only roster posters of animatronics taking up the screen. You saw a setting where cheats can be turned on, where there is no system to worry about running your run, and a system where you can’t die. You turn on these cheats, set the animatronics’ AI to one, and dive into your run. After that, you were met with piles of jumpscares frame by frame, before having to purposefully ending the night by turning your oxygen mask system off.

After that, you tried some fun challenges like ‘Candy’s Franchise’, where only FNAC 1, 2, and 3 animatronics are turned on, ‘Malhare’s Invasion’, where Springbonnie and his related variants hunt you down, and ‘Hot, Hot, Hot!’, where you mostly try to make your temperature as cold as possible, trying to prevent any fire-related animatronic come into the office to kill you. You were having a lot of fun in this. So when you checked the time, you were surprised it was getting pretty late. You also realised you didn’t turn on your camera to record this. Oh well, you can do it tomorrow on stream, it’s not like you played much of it anyway. You left the game, shut down your computer, then went on the rest of your day, although you can’t help but have a small gut feeling something strange might happen, so you try to shrug it off.

Loading. . .

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. Loading successful. . .

Turning on title screen. . .

A bright flash of light awoke these haunting robotic mascots in a jolt like a shock. All they now see is black. Then, a dozen random animatronics see a face through bright mist against a dark background, while the rest stayed in their blinded state. A new player? Odd. The last time they were turned on was when a darkened figure tapped something in front of them, before all of them seeing black. However, they decide to stay put, though some of them were having a glitching effect after certain time intervals, before being swapped with another animatronic. This new face seems to have a jumpy, positive expression. Curiosity gets ahold of them. Let’s see who you are.

Numerous surprises await. You seemed quite happy to be in their presence, chuckling at certain animatronics who you adore secretly, complimenting the mechanics of others, while whole-heartedly just playing the game. This is new. It’s like facing childish innocence in an adult form, all grown-up while being jolly. The positive reaction they could get from players before you were the occasional comment of how this game is only a bit good while lacking content that could improve it.

This fun lasted so long they even forget time went on. To them it’s was hours and hours of fun, but to you, it was just only a few. Then there it was again. You greeted them goodbye, before pressing something in the corner and them seeing black. Oh.

Oh.

Oh well.

That’s sad.

It seems good things don’t last very long.

And it was quite tiring to be trapped in here after a ghost child named ‘Cassidy’ and a wicked old ghoul named ‘William’, battled each other and fought and fought and fought, only to eventually trap each other in this hell.

There were whispers of the vengeful spirit Cassidy hurling insults and blames onto William while the now-turned murder ghost himself sweared under his breath that the fault and outcast of this place was the golden girl who was given a second change at life and a deep hatred for William.

Each hour, these two fought and fought, until their voices crack and choke, broken from the constant negative words hurling at each other. However, a new player came in. A new one. A vessel. One so sweet that one could have their teeth rot in an instant if this new player becomes a candy.

Cassidy and William, putting their foul arguments aside, now went to their own companions about how a new potential vessel will be there now. A vessel of a perfect, self-imagined future, with good use, with Cassidy having a plan of the destruction of William Afton himself, not caring an ounce for the other animatronics stuck in this game, while William imagines a day where he will shred and kill and burn his future victims to the ground, after getting rid of the golden girl herself first. -

Charlie: But Cassidy, isn’t this a bit too much? Your spirit has reached a state of mind where vengeance takes over your thoughts and feelings.

Cassidy: But Charlie! Look at this! We are trapped in this stupid place because he was the man who started it all! If we get our hands on that person, we will be able to rest, or even better, end Afton himself!

William: Baby, my daughter, I display a deed for you. I seem to have found an appropriate vessel. One that’s so naive that they probably won’t realise they are being controlled. All we need to do, is request Malhare for the help of controlling this vessel, and we will continue the reign of hurt and fright!

Baby (from the books): Of course, sir! May a reign of newfound terror be shown through a new vessel. Shall we start it when this little one comes on again?

These prideful spirits and trapped animatronics are torn in a constant state of acceptance and anger. However, a bigger tear will form, as one’s desires can get in the way of things. Cassidy might not see the destruction of the man who murdered her, while the murderer himself, might not see another drop of blood again. The animatronics might gain awareness slowly, while the other spirits watch from the side the chaos that they foresee and partake in. Maybe the spirits of the angered victim and the murderer might change their plans, though their results might turn out far more gruesome than before. But overall, the main thing you will notice is a fate for our dear (Name) that will not end very well for them.

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OKAY THAT WAS LONGER THAN WHAT I PLANNED TO WRITE. But I hope you guys enjoyed it. This was longer than what I expected.

#yandere fnaf #yandere fnaf ucn #yandere fnaf x reader #fnaf x reader #cassidy fnaf #william afton #afton family #fnaf books #circus baby #charlie fnaf #platonic #x gn reader

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skaruresonic · 1 month ago

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Sorry for the question: What's wrong with the omori game? Or the creator? I'm not aware of it just?

...A lot. @woodchipp could give you a better idea of everything wrong with it.

OMORI is a game that purports to preach the virtues of forgiving yourself for your mistakes, but upon closer examination, it becomes a game where a boy learns to prioritize his emotional well-being over that of his friends.

The creator, Omocat, and her team have been involved in various scandals over the years. One egregious example is the case of composer Pedro Silva, who came forth about abusing an ex-partner of his.

Apparently the development of the game was incredibly rushed; the team switched horses mid-stream by changing engines halfway through the project, which resulted in a 6-year-long development cycle.

Really, though, the bulk of OMORI was developed through insane crunch as the deadline approached; the animators were tasked with pumping out 25 animations in six months due to the mismanagement.

Omocat burned through $200K worth of Kickstarter money - we don't really know where that money went, since she made an RPGMaker game, not a triple-AAA title - and had to rely on merchandise sales to fund the rest of the game's development.

Omocat, at least to me, seems like a love and lighter who gives off red flags sometimes. She does not attribute OMORI's success to the hard work of her team, but rather, her pathological love of "spreadsheets."

The situation with one of her former employees, Melon Kid, is described here:

From what I've heard and from what Wood has told and shown me, she tends to mishandle the subject of suicide, treating it blithely. For instance, ending a talk she gave on a shot of the main character stabbing himself in the gut with a knife.

The keychain of Mari as her hanged corpse is brow-raising, given how hard the character is fridged in the original game. It'd be like if Dan Salvato sold DDLC keychains and the only one available of Sayori depicted her hanged corpse. To add salt to the wound, Mari is the only one of the main cast who isn't receiving a plushie because, according to Omocat, "she's dead."

OMORI shamelessly rips off of other, more superior RPGMaker games. Black Space, the game's dark dream world representing the main character's tormented subconscious, is just a Yume Nikki fangame. It plays, looks, and sounds functionally the same as a YN game. You could play a million better YN clones online for free, yet Omocat charges people money to play hers.

And yet, because OMORI is linear in structure, the Symbolism(tm) of various setpieces wind up seeming more like art salad. There are many scenes in there that serve no purpose, which only serves to waste the player's time. For instance, a scene occurs where the player is led to believe their only choice is to gut and dismember their pet cat. The fact that this is entirely optional makes it seem a gratuitous, if not cruel, design choice.

In addition, suicide is turned into little more than a travel mechanic a la Mario warp pipes. Sunny literally needs to make the choice to stab himself in order to progress multiple times, and there are no graver consequences to doing this other than "waking up" in the real world.

And this is especially weird considering there is an RPGMaker horror game that uses suicide in a similar fashion, called Blank Dream. When you commit suicide in each of the various realms, it erases that version of you from your memories so you can fulfill the MC's wish of having never existed. Not to mention that you get a game over if you choose to stab yourself with the knife.

The OMORI fandom is a whole other kettle of fish entirely, but people for some reason hail OMORI as yet another uber-deep piece of Peak Fiction(tm) in the vein of IDW Sonic. Folks have literally denigrated Silent Hill 2 in favor of OMORI blasphemy when Omocat quite literally said her mindset when writing the game was to "think as little as possible."

The writing is jumbled, rather like a first draft, and carries quite a few unfortunate implications as a result.

#wood can explain it a lot better than I can but this is the extent of what I know #asks #long post #suicide mention

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blazehedgehog · 6 months ago

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A Eulogy for my Playstation 4 Pro

So since I was a brain genius who decided to transfer all my fundraiser money to my bank account on a weekend, let's have a little eulogy for my poor Playstation 4 Pro.

I bought it in 2017 after a hellish move from Colorado to Nevada. We'd lived in Colorado for 26 years, and rented the same house for 24 of those years. I literally grew up in that house. Then our landlords got greedy (as all landlords eventually do), almost tripled our rent, and we had to move.

One of the last things I did before I packed up my computer was release The Definitive Way to Play Sonic Adventure on Youtube. That video was a modest success, but it had a secondary effect where a no-commentary gameplay video I'd uploaded for the fangame Sonic Utopia got picked up by the algorithm as a result, and that video suddenly took off like wildfire. I found myself sitting on a pair of videos that were about to pull in close to a combined 3 million views. It was the most I'd had a video blow up in a very long time.

I was now flush with a few thousand dollars of cash that I could do whatever I wanted with. That was great, as I got to help cover some moving expenses. I gave my Mom some money, I paid one of the deposits on our new apartment, paid to fix some stuff that got broken in the move, I bought myself a new desk, new computer chair, some storage shelves, a new bed frame, and still had about $700 left to spare. So I bought a PS4 Pro and a small handful of games (The Nathan Drake Collection, Yakuza Kiwami, The Last of Us Remastered, and Parappa the Rapper Remastered, I think). It was the first true next-generation console I'd bought in 11 years -- I'd had a Wii U, but that doesn't count.

Within that first year, I'd already run into my first problem with that Playstation 4. Back in the Xbox 360 era, I had a moment in my life where I was a psychopath that was running a media server off my PC. Every morning I'd wake up, download everything my Youtube subs had posted the day before, along with whatever GiantBomb had uploaded that day, and threw it up on the media server. The 360 could see the server, and those downloads would basically become my background noise for the day. I watched the entire GiantBomb Persona 4 Endurance Run that way: on the 360, through my media server. For context, these were the days before there was any way to watch Youtube on a television. There was no app. Youtube was just a website. So the Media Server was what I had to do to see Youtube on another screen.

In the move out to Nevada, I'd bought a cheap 32GB USB thumbdrive from the back-to-school section at Wal-mart and filled it full of movies and videos and stuff. With the PS4 set up, I plugged that thumbdrive in and tried out the PS4's media player capabilities, hoping it worked like the Xbox 360.

It did... for about 45 minutes. In the middle of watching Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: The Movie the media player suddenly crashed and refused to see the USB thumbdrive anymore. I reached down to pull it out only to find it was almost too hot to touch. I might have actually dropped the thumbdrive because it shocked me just how hot it was. I have never felt a piece of electronics be that hot before.

For the rest of that day, that USB port was dead. Nothing you plugged into it would be recognized. Eventually, it finally started working with controllers, but it never accepted any other thumbdrives, ever.

After about three years, I started to notice recordings were starting to get a little weird. Clips I'd record of my Fortnite matches would have huge 2-3 second chunks go missing, or the encoding would corrupt and smear. But then it went away, so I figured maybe it was just a problem with the game and not the console. It'd come back every now and then, maybe once a year, but it only ever happened with Fortnite, and only occasionally.

About a year and a half ago, I started to notice something else weird. Unless there was a specific game I needed to play for work stuff (like Sonic Frontiers or whatever), my PS4 was mostly just a Fortnite machine, and mainly because the PC version of Fortnite is a disaster.

But for months I'd left a disc in my PS4's disc drive. I think it was probably Balan Wonderworld or something, and as I booted up Fortnite for my daily founder's mission rewards, I noticed a sound. I'd been hearing it on and off for a while, but now I was finally paying attention to it. I realized: the console was sitting there scanning the disc, over and over and over, like it couldn't read it. I'd hear the disc motor spin up, the soft click-click-click as the read head scanned for data. It'd spin down, spin up, click-click-click, whirrrrrr, click-click, spin down, spin up, etc. Over and over. It'd do this for a good 30-45 seconds, then finally settle down and identify the disc.

The first time I noticed this, I ejected the Balan disc and put in something else; I think it was Dreams. PS4 read the disc instantly. I shrugged, figured maybe the Balan disc was just cursed and didn't think anything of it.

About a week later, I caught it doing it with the disc for Dreams. And then Sonic Frontiers. Then Sonic Superstars. Pretty much any disc I'd put in there. As the months wore on, it started taking multiple minutes for it to identify the disc.

A few weeks before it died, I ended up taking the disc out and basically resigning myself to only putting a disc in if I was going to play it, and removing that disc the moment I was done, because that scanning process seemed like it was making the problem worse.

A few months before it died, I got a full hardware crash on the console. The error code it gave me pointed to a hardware failure, but a google revealed that it was a generic error code that could mean literally anything. Right around this time, the video corruption in my Fortnite recordings came back around. I had a feeling it was the HDD.

Thus began the saga of trying to replace my PS4's HDD. I knew it could take SSDs, so I did some research, saved up $100, and bought a 2TB SSD that was compatible with the console. Followed Sony's official instructions on replacing the HDD, and...

It didn't work.

I vowed to get my money back and order a different HDD, but prices went up and realizing the other mounting problems with this machine (including the fried USB port), and my general mood overall, I just kept the money and figured I'd ride or die until the machine breathed its last.

8 months later... it refused to boot up at all.

Rest in piece, king. The only other console I've ever had straight up die on me like this was my Xbox 360, and if I'm being honest, I kind of smothered that poor boy a little bit hoping to get a sturdier console back from the repair center.

(I did not, but that's a story for another day.)

#playstation #eulogy #sony

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bear-boi-5 · 4 months ago

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Weirdest thing I've made fanart of

So I just found out about a game called Phobia the Awakening which is a FNAF fangame based on the old Wiggles puppets from the late 90s.

If you don't know, the Wiggles is an Australian kids show featuring 4 main cast members and some extra characters, the most notable ones being Captain Feathersword (the unofficial 5th Wiggle), Dorothy the Dinosaur, Wags the Dog and Henry the Octopus. The main 4 Wiggles (from the old series that went from 1991 to around the 2010s, something like that) are Greg the Yellow Wiggle, Anthony the Blue Wiggle, Murray the Red Wiggle and Jeff the Purple Wiggle

They have a new cast for the Wiggles but they just aren't the ogs- I'm sorry- Wake Up Jeff is nicer to say than Wake Up Lachie

I love the Wiggles and even got to meet the original Yellow Wiggle, Greg, last year and have his signature which was like so fucking insane to me

But anyways, Phobia the Awakening is, like I said, based on the old Wiggles puppets. They used these occasionally in segments of shows and had the original 4, Captain Feathersword and a one off character called Jimmy the Elf for a Christmas song, these puppets were freaky asf and I kinda remember seeing them, just look em up and see for yourself.

Being a FNAF fan and growing up with the Wiggles as a lil Aussie kid made me really interested in this game. I found out about it through the YouTuber UhYeah and watched some playthroughs from Dawko and FusionZGamer tho they never completed it which is sad.

Definitely the weirdest thing I've made fanart of but I'm definitely that person who just becomes weirdly interested in things people don't really talk about

#art #drawing #traditional art #traditional drawing #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fnaf fanart #fnaf art #five nights at freddy's art #fnaf fangame #Phobia the awakening #the wiggles #The wiggles puppets #Phobia the awakening Mathew #Phobia the awakening Mark

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tigerbears · 6 months ago

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Here's how I feel Martlet actually saving Clover but falling off the ledge (like your post) would go:

They would end up in the Swampouts from the True Genocide fangame, the inhabitants of which either don't respect or aren't aware of the royal guard so they'd still try to attack Clover, similar to the Steamworks robots when Ceroba is with you

Flowey would give you the friendliness pellets inbetween Clover waking up and Martlet waking up (so Martlet doesn't see Flowey), to give you a chance at beating Undyne, who would inevitably fight Clover after Clover and Martlet find their way to and through Waterfall (temmie armor would be unavailable due to the tem shopkeeper not having intrest in cool leg yet)

Upon waking up, Flowey would also probably say something like "Geez, don't you have brain damage or something? That's the fourth fall you've had at this point!"

Killing any monsters would result in Martlet immediately leaving you, making the Undyne fight unwinnable without killing her

That's all I have for ideas towards your hypothetical

I literally just made that Martlet post thing because I found the idea of Martlet holding Clover, not realizing she needs her wings to fly, was funny. I wasn't thinking of an entire AU around the concept.

Mostly my thought process would either be the game over screen or Martlet realizes that she needs to use her wings and spreads them out, hoping that Clover had now grabbed on.

Though you do you with your AUs though.

(Context below keep reading.)

#Undertale Yellow #undertale yellow pacifist #undertale yellow spoilers #undertale yellow pacifist spoilers #uty spoilers #uty pacifist spoilers #uty pacifist #spoilers #uty #martlet #clover #clover uty #martlet uty #asks #True Genocide fangame #undertale true genocide #(idk what the true genocide fangame is but it sounds edgy)#tigerbears posts

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multiversemaker169 · 3 days ago

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Inside Out x fnaf 5

This fangame would actually be based on fnaf 4 and would take place after this game's bite of 87 called the bite of 95 and the character you play as the bite victim, a nine year old boy named Harvey Taylor. The incident left him in a coma, and now he's trapped in a nightmare where he's in an abandoned house, having to defend himself against nightmarish versions of the animatronics from Bing Bong and Friends.

Mechanics

Night 1 takes place in Harvey's bedroom. Nightmare Bobby and Nightmare Paula are the Bonnie and Chica of the game, with Nightmare Bobby appearing at the right door and Nightmare Paula appearing at the left door. When you hear knocking, you need to go to the respective door and shut it until you hear footsteps.

Night 2 takes place in the bathroom. You must keep Nightmare Rainbow from completely opening the shower curtain and occasionally close it back to its first phase. There will also be a shadow swan who will occasionally appear in your mirror, causing you to need and take time away from the shower and stare at the swan, or they will jumpscare you and slightly raise your panic meter.

Night 3 will take in the playroom. When Nightmare Bloofy appears, you must quickly find Nightmare Pouchy. There will also be a shadow butterfly who will occasionally appear with an accompanied giggle. You must stay still, or they will jumpscare you and slightly raise your panic meter.

Night 4 will take place in the hallway. Whenever you hear skittering, you must shine your flashlight at whatever room Nightmare Fritz is peaking out of. There is also a shadow cat. When you hear a faint scratching noise, you must keep your flashlight off of them, or they will stare at you while making a creepy siren sound, raising your panic meter drastically.

Night 5 will take place in the kitchen. When you hear Nightmare Jake entering the kitchen from the window, you must grab the kitchen sink nozzle and spray him. You must also keep the room from getting too hot by regularly turning down the thermostat, or the shadow red panda will awken from its slumber and jumpscare you, raising your panic meter drastically.

Night 6 will take place in the living room. When you hear Nightmare Bing Bong sing his theme song, you must find which entrance to the living he's at and take a picture to scare him off. When the shadow rabbit appears on the tv, you must quickly change the channel, or they'll jumpscare you and drastically raise your panic meter.

Night 7, or the final night, will have you fend off against a new character called Nightmare Shipwreck, a pirate shark animatronic that was scrapped after the bite incident he caused. It takes place in a nightmarish version of Bing the Bong and Friends location, and you must keep him from entering your office and close whichever door or vent he tries to get in from.

The bad ending: If you fail to beat all the mini games that happen between the nights, then Nightmare Shipwreck will kill you regardless once it's 5:59 am. There will then be a cut scene where Lance(who is a guardian angel in this game) will apologize to Harvey for failing to save him. He will then transfer Harvey's soul to the Bing Bong animatronic and grant him the ability to transfer other souls to other animatronics(this is the real ending).

Good ending: If you manage to beat all the mini games that happen between the nights and survive night 7, then you'll get the good ending where Harvey wakes up from his coma. Harvey's family has police investigate Bing Bong and Friends and discover Thomas Wilson's plan to kill a lot of people to achieve immortality. He is then sentenced to life in prison, and Bill Andersen becomes the new owner of Bing Bong and Friends and adds the five animatronics he was working on to the roster, and everyone lives happily ever after(this is the fake ending).

(If your panic meter fills all the way up, then you'll get immediately jumpscared by Nightmare Shipwreck).

#inside out #inside out 2 #inside out bing bong #inside out bloofy #inside out lance #fnaf #fnaf fangame

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benjaminthewolfnsfw · 3 months ago

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On Voideyes' Pile (Vore Story)

Y'all haven't seen me in a hot minute, haven't you? I'm most likely not returning, because college is coming up, but I am here to celebrate with you on this special day! Voideyes, Dove, and Kittypet are all from this really obscure Warrior Cats fangame called Warriors: Road to Immortality.

Kittypet is also technically the reader, because they're the placeholder for the player's custom cat protagonist character.

WARNING: EXTREMELY GRAPHIC UNWILLING DIGESTION! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

Kittypet suffered in their sleep.

Yes, the exact same Kittypet who had joined ThunderClan as an apprentice many moons ago. They were well past graduation, now.

Any cat that hadn’t stolen essentially the entire stash of Catnip within their Medicine Cat’s den and proceeded to ram their head against the ground for ten minutes straight, claiming that: “The worms! The worms are gonna suffocate!”

…………….

-would expect to wake up exactly where they had fallen asleep. And this was true for Kittypet, too.

Well, sort of. They had fallen asleep in their nest in ThunderClan’s camp. And while they most certainly awoke in ThunderClan’s camp, they did not do so in their nest.

They let out a…I suppose you could call it a yawn, if a yawn were to include a sharp gargling from the back of the throat and a few seconds of vicious full-body jerking. They then spent a solid thirty seconds locked in a thousand-yard glassy-eyed stare, limbs extended as if they were about to take off towards StarClan. And my oh my, if Kittypet didn’t WISH they could join StarClan for the totality of their existence in this plane.

Eventually, Kittypet’s sore, cramping lungs desperately forced an exhale, though a following inhale seemed downright impossible to permit. And that was when the dull, yet acute and radiating ache localized at the surface of their abdominal region was able to send its pain signals to their brain.

Kittypet instinctively yowled before becoming meticulously aware of each and every single nerve ending at the site of their current agony.

Their head swiveled downwards, as if all of their muscles had vanished a moment prior, their eyes thus making contact with rock. Combining this current information with what they longed they couldn’t feel, Kittypet was able to deduce they were lying belly-down upon a sharp, yet jagged tip of the rock.

And then their brain processed what vast, yet formerly indecipherable smudges of detail they had previously perceived, before the rock was a part of their knowledge. A gag was heaved out of their currently shriveled lungs.

They looked up. Then left. Then right. Then left. Then center. Then down. Then up. Then center. Then left.

Indeed. Their worst fears had been confirmed.

Aside from this, they only needed their periphery to discern what was directly at their sides. Right now, though, Kittypet needed to finish their thoughts about ThunderClan’s camp. Well…it’d be closer to the truth to say “ThunderClan” ’s camp, but at this point did that really make a difference?

The Warrior’s den to the left still had a giant rock on top of it. Kittypet wondered where the remaining Warriors slept. Or, before even that, where they even were in the first place. And…who they even were…in the first place.

Kittypet turned their head right, towards the nursery, and was instantaneously struck with the same exact combination of terror, mourning, and disbelief they had experienced upon their first encounter with that nursery. Taking shortened, labored, miniscule breaths, one after the other, in through their nose, Kittypet was still able to recognize the Kits’ scents.

Including Dawnkit’s.

Kittypet wasn’t sure whether to feel relieved that she hadn’t been killed again, or sorrowful that she was still here.

As well, in attempting to take in the Kits’ scents, Kittypet had also taken in the scents of the two cats lying next to them. Or, rather, the two prey-sized corpses of the two cats lying beside their, as they now understood, equally shrunken form. The exact same cats as last time, no doubt. Kittypet didn’t even need to wonder how they hadn’t become crow-food yet.

The scent that Briarstar on the left exuded indicated that…whoever he actually is��or… was…in this…place…he had died in his sleep. Which checked out considering how old, and…decrepit, and…senile wasn’t the best word, but it wasn’t like Kittypet was in any position to think of a better one.

Nettleclaw on the right, on the other paw, positively exuded shock. Whatever had managed to overpower her…Kittypet could only think of a few candidates, and one of them was Rabbitclaw. Kittypet shuddered. They wouldn’t put it past the Clawmaster. That cat was made of only two things: Wind, and ego.

At this point, having become fully aware of their situation, Kittypet could’ve focused all of their energy into getting themself off the rock.

Could’ve.

Had the shadow of a small bird not descended over the grass lying in front of them, sending them into the panic response of immobility.

And as if the situation wasn’t soul-suckingly horrid enough as it was, it got worse.

Way. Way. Way. Way. Way. Worse.

Kittypet lamented over the fact they couldn’t scream the cat’s name, though for what possible reason, not even they knew.

The ghostly pure white cat, eyes void and mouth null, calmly strode towards Kittypet, who remained painstakingly aware of each pawstep. Whilst a constant pulse of anguish seared deep into Kittypet’s abdomen, the horrid, fur-spiking cat progressively stole more and more space within their field of view.

As if able to sense their languishing vocal chords, incapable of overcoming their imposed choking strains, Voideyes spoke up themself.

“Hush your suffering, my little prey. Everything will be over soon.”

Before Kittypet could even begin the process of gathering together all the mental resources they would need to process those words, Voideyes’ head tilted downwards, moving forwards soon thereafter, at an ominous, gradual pace.

Only able to recognize on an implicit level the question of how Voideyes could possibly eat prey without a mouth, their question was instantaneously struck down once the spectral cat’s skin where their mouth should be made contact with their form.

Phasing through the barrier as if it had never existed at all, Kittypet was promptly graced with the strangling presence of darkness. It was quite the good thing then, that they, as all cats do, possessed night vision.

Rather than sight, however, the very first sense which granted Kittypet information was smell. They recognized those scents. All of them. Swirling about within the dampened midsts of Voideyes’ maw, were many fellow ThunderClan cats. Ravenwing. Amberflame. Galeflower. Kestreleye.

…..

Uncertainty gouged into Kittypet’s mind.

They intook one great final whiff.

Tempestcloud?

That was when Voideyes’ tongue made its move, in order to engulf, fully, Kittypet’s form within their maw. Kittypet spasmed as the piercing, rigid papillae upon the warm, slimy muscle compressed against their skin… the result of which granted Voideyes just enough time to slip the shuddering body inside. All the way inside.

Now, it was just Kittypet, and Voideyes’ pointed, glistening fangs. Far sharper, shinier and, perhaps most bloodcurdling-ly of all, numerous, than a cat’s fangs ever should be. Pitch black gums lay close beyond, as the tongue began to pull itself backwards.

Kittypet’s head brushed against Voideyes’ plump, dangling uvula, before their eyes, dragged by nothing but desire to comprehend, bore deep into their shadowy pharynx. Kittypet strained to make out where their mouth ended and their esophagus began. Yet, any attempt to reach a satisfying conclusion was curbed into dismal futility the moment wings flapping leisurely gave way to gentle cooing.

Kittypet’s heart ceased, their breathing halting mid-exhale. And then, for reasons they had long stopped trying to question, they found their body was wholly flipped around, gazing vacantly towards the front of the maw.

Through a steeled duration of stillness, Kittypet awaited another coo.They knew for a fact it was coming. First, however, they were met with the decidedly different sensation of squelching esophageal muscles squeezing around their legs and tail, dragging them downwards into the slick tube. No more than a second later, Dove peered her head inside.

Kittypet’s soul collapsed. Voideyes’ three words screeched throughout the collectivity of their being. The squishy echoes of another gulp rang boisterously around the maw, pulling their lower body into the esophagus. The words boomed louder and louder within Kittypet’s eardrums, forcing their heart rate to imitate. Dove merely cocked her head and took a singular step forwards.

At this point, Kittypet’s innate survival reflexes mandated an override of their fear response to remain still and silent, physically forcing them to finish exhaling, before gagging in a breath of oxygen. There was no feasible way they could pay any possible mind to Dove’s piqued interest in this sudden physical change. She took two steps forwards, nearly bringing her being’s entirety inside with them.

“GETAWAYGETAWAYGETAWAYGETAWAYGETAWAYGETAWAYGETAWAY!”

Kittypet wailed in their mind, with a terror for their life far eclipsing the one Voideyes was currently evoking.

Dove, seemingly also able to read minds, was encouraged only to walk further in. Her full body was now inside Voideyes’ maw, whilst Kittypet’s chest became entrapped by the ghost cat’s esophagus.

“Cooooo-ooooooooo?” Dove trilled from her own throat as she only drew closer.

Voideyes swallowed one more time, leaving only Kittypet’s head and arms outside their esophagus. And then, something shattered inside Kittypet.

“SAVE ME, DOVE!”

“C-Cooo?”

Dove leaned in towards Kittypet, her large, dark, beady eyes protruding from each side of her head. She seemed to seep directly into Kittypet, her gaze alone severing the connection between their body and mind, before her claws slid smoothly around their heart.

*Click*

Kittypet’s consciousness returned just in time to observe Voideyes’ gnashed fangs tightening the pressure between their hold, as if fully intent on fusing together.

The last thing Kittypet could sense was a horrified: “OOOOOOO-COOOOOOOO!” before their head and arms slipped beyond Voideyes’ pharynx.

With each consecutive wave of peristalsis, Kittypet felt their own throat closing up even tighter. So much blood pounded within the veins between the swollen walls, that the resulting heat may as well be sealing it shut.

Drenched in totality by the combination of saliva flowing down from the maw, and mucus lubricating the esophageal lumen, Kittypet’s sopped fur clung stiff to their skin, drawing the muscular tube’s unique tactile perceptions even closer to their being.

The fierce, stinging fever in their forehead brought to their ears a consistent, overpowering thump, categorically overriding any possible attempt to aurally detect anything beyond.

Kittypet’s time could only draw out for so long, however, and the moment they could sense that their tail, which had previously been brushing against the esophageal walls, was now against nothing but air, their brain’s grip on their own consciousness staggered furthur.

With their sanity crackling like a hollow twig beneath a paw, the rest of Kittypet’s body inevitably dove beyond the lower esophageal sphincter as well. A moment of freefalling ensued. And then, Kittypet ruptured.

Sizzling shadowy waters fervently engulfed Kittypet’s form as their twitching body remained just buoyant enough to avoid drowning. Having sensed the arrival of a meal, the gastric pits in Voideyes’ stomach walls began secreting the enzymes they needed to digest it.

As protein “scales” comprised the outer layers of their fur shaft cuticles, with layers of proteins, (as well as lipids), lying in-between, proteases enclosed upon Kittypet’s body. Hydrochloric acid proceeded with activating pepsinogen into pepsin, and denaturation, (through ionization), of different protein structure levels commenced, each of which subsequently lost their functions.

The keratinocyte proteins upon Kittypet’s epidermis were similarly denatured by the pepsin, searing away at their fur follicles as they permeated into the dermis, simultaneously causing nociceptors in the dermis, (signaled first by their epidermal free nerve endings), to release neurotransmitters into the central nervous system. All the way up to the brain.

Kittypet stopped thinking.

Consciously, semi-consciously, and unconsciously.

The electrical signals within their brain fuzzed around for a while, before fizzling out of existence entirely.

From there, the gastric acid burned into the hypodermis, breaching Kittypet’s veins and arteries, and dying the deathly waters around them a rich, vicious red. The red blood cells, white blood cells, plasma, and platelets, swirled around amongst the pepsin in cellular disorientation, inevitably succumbing to the gastric enzymes’ denaturation.

As the stomach was unable to, (fully), break down lipids, the digestion of the fats within their subcutaneous tissues was a job reserved, instead, to the duodenum of the small intestine.

Regardless, being a liquid, the gastric acid merely seeped around the lipids, dissolving into Kittypet’s muscles, (their skeletal muscles, specifically), that which are known for their compositions of proteins. The connective tissues of the epimysium, followed by the endomysium and perimysium, each had their collagen fibers ravaged to unrecognizability as the pepsin continued their work. Now, they had access to Kittypet’s smooth and cardiac muscles.

Soon enough, all that remained of Kittypet was their skeleton. Sloshing around within the lifeless cellular chyme of their own remains.

Said chyme was thus churned, by the very same merciless stomach, through the pylorus, where the process of digestion would finish, via amylase and lipase from the pancreas.

Meanwhile, however, Kittypet’s indigestible bones began to render themselves to transparency. They faded out from the ghastly waters, and into external reality. Far from floating aimlessly, within the harrowing, lethal depths of Voideyes' stomach, the bones appeared instead, to rearrange their spatial structure, all by themselves, onto a nest within ThunderClan’s camp.

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