#woaaaaaah paper

[morphogenetic]

Mediaposting 2023, #54: Last Window: The Secret of Cape West

generally speaking i think this was a better/more interesting game than hotel dusk itself, purely because its way more of a character study about kyle himself and that tracks way more than the mystery behind hotel dusk. i've generally found that mysteries where the protagonist is barely relevant to the mystery at all are not particularly interesting, so cape west actually being solidly about kyle makes it way more engaging.

that said, it's still not particularly good - i wouldn't call it bad in any way, and i think it's short enough to still be worth it. like to me its a 6.5/10, not bad but not worth replaying, but for someone else i definitely see how it could be higher. it's just not very fun to play after a certain point, especially with its extremely repetitive gameplay loop and the majority of the reveals happening in the last third of the game. just like its predecessor it really suffers from the pacing being ass, even though the pacing sucks in an entirely different way than it did in hotel dusk itself.

it really did just keep running into the problem where most of the parts of the murder mystery just feel way too obvious instead of WOAAAAAAH cool reveals. like i called everything about dylan as soon as I saw his room, it didnt feel like i was putting things together as much as I was being handed pieces of paper with all the clues. (ALSO WILL IS NOT FORESHADOWED ENOUGH HE EXISTS FOR LIKE TWO CHAPTERS BEFORE YOU LEARN HIS DEAL INSTEAD OF GETTING INTRO'D IN CH2 OR 3 RAAAAAAAAAH)

anyway. my main disappointment with hotel dusk/last window is that they both have the key pieces to be interesting, but their flow and information delivery are just...not well paced. which is really a bad excuse for two games that are barely 15 hours long each....sighs. you could have been something!! and then!! you weren't!!!! lies on the ground.

ngl this doesn't make me super intrigued by the another code remake but who knows. i just dont really trust cing's small body of work to be super interesting any more :/

still like kyle though he doesnt really stand out as a protag to me. still a fun one just not a super interesting one, though last window went a long way in making me give a shit. idk though would have been cooler if this had been involved in hotel dusk too LOL

[the-snake-and-the-statue]

She very tentatively shows him the paper. There’s at least 20 cats on that page, and all of them are adorable.

Woaaaaaah- I love them!!!! *He laughs, trying to mimic her artstyle.*

[squidos-goodies]

OH I FORGOT THE STUFF I DID ON PAPER WHILE MY IPAD WAS DEAD

after i posted this to the discord, though, someone was like "we'll just call him bapy, then"

so that conversation ended with this image

and also this one

and we all know aryll has nicknames for wind

but Nobody can hear them. it's a rule.

and here's legend being stupid

he thought wind was kidding

he thought wrong

[justanechoflower]

*showers flowey with lots of hearts* UwU *it feels like its raining hearts* :3

Flowey: woaaaaaah ✨0✨ Thats a lotta love I dont deserve! Whered you get all the hearts anyways? -w- did you waste paper to make them all?

[getyouraoion]

five times + aoi catching dennis being ditzy or not himself.

Send five times and a word for a drabble!

Five times Aoi and Dennis are precious dorks, clearly catches Dennis not himself and a ditz!

Ahh, now this was a life she could getused to! The bright sunlight, happy laughter, the occasional nudgefrom a friend – How could things possibly get better?

By having said friend go back to bed,honestly.

Aoi rubbed at her temples, watchingDennis fumble with the cards in his hand. He’d admitted early thatmorning he’d barely slept, still far more than overtired from it, yetcouldn’t leave her to herself. They’d promised to spend the daytogether, and he was utterly determined to hold up his end of thebargain!

But when he gave up on trying to summonTrapeze Magician for help with the magic show they’d been putting onand grabbed a few balls to juggle instead, even dropping one tryingto count them, it was all she could do to bite her tongue. Experiencesaid even if she fought him on this, he wouldn’t go, so long as shewouldn’t. “Dennis-”

But the next time she looked up, theredhead was silent, colorful balls held two to a hand as he pinnedher with a confused sapphire gaze. The sight made her cock a brow;was there something in her hair? On her face? There was a lightbreeze, had it blown something into her outfit? A glance down saidno, so what was wrong with him? “What is it?”

“…Have they always been purple?”

“Purple?” What in the world was heon about? “I don’t- What’re y’ talkin’ ‘bout?”

“Your ribbons,” he finally stated,holding the balls a bit tighter and reaching up to wiggle his fingersabout his hair. The motion made her reach up to touch the ribbonstying up her pigtails; did he… Did he really not know?

The raven let out a soft, slightlyamused sigh, shaking her head. They’d been friends for a month and hestill didn’t realize she changed them… “I switch 'em out everyday. These’re jus’ m’ favorite, s’ I wear 'em once a week – Y’really didn’t notice? Really?”

She swore his cheeks flushed a palepink, though with the sun getting to be so high overhead and thedistance between them, she couldn’t be sure. Even so, she couldmake out the spark of realization to his eyes and sheepish smile,hands quick to juggle the balls he held with surprising accuracy.“Ahhh, I see! The purple just looks so good on you, I couldn’t helpbut notice!”

Riiight��And she was an Ancient Gear Hunting Hound.

“…Dork.”

Aoismirked, peering over the top of the couch at her friend’s back. Withthe war long since over and their relationship not only repaired, butstronger from the nightmare they’d survived and the trials it’d putthem through, moving in together had just seemed like the mostobvious answer to their question of 'what next’. It was honestly aperfect arrangement; they got to spend all the time they wantedtogether, growing closer by the day, and one was always home to greetthe other should one of them need to go somewhere.

Andwith Dennis finally home from being suddenly called to Academia –she never wanted to know the reason, and he knew better than to talkabout their homeland around her unless she asked – their lifetogether could finally go back to normal! Er.. As normal as thingswere for them, especially when she’d been the first one up for onceand taken to hiding on the couch until he came out for breakfast. Shecould’ve started breakfast for them… But why, when she couldstartle a half-asleep dueltainer instead?

Whichwas why she was content just to watch him move around the kitchen.Still clearly tired, but awake enough to juggle eggs and hum while heworked, he was making her wonder why she so often slept in untilbreakfast was done; what made him put on a show like this? If nobodywas watching, he had no reason to… Ah well. If there was one thingshe’d learned, it was to never question Dennis the Enigma.

Greyfluff rubbed itself over her face, obscuring her view for a momentand muffling a light laugh. While they were content with theirapartment being just them, the moment a neighbor had asked them towatch their cat for them while they were out of town, they’d jumpedat the chance. At the time, Aoi had assumed he’d agreed solelybecause he’d been tired and just gotten back from Academia, butwatching him dodge cat toys on his way to the kitchen like a masterjust a short time earlier now made her consider he just might likecats-

By thetime she realized the feline had leapt off the couch, it was alreadywandering towards the kitchen and the oblivious redhead. Tiny, overlyfluffy paws were quieter than Yuri trying to be stealthy, paddingslowly across the kitchen. Even its tail shifted from side to sidewith each step, the former soldier watching out of pure curiosity;where would it end up?

Rubbingagainst Dennis’s leg, obviously, the sudden fuzzy touch winning ashriek in return and a snort from Aoi that quickly dissolved intopure laughter. Falling back onto the couch, she curled into a ball,hoping to stop it before he heard her; how had she never known hecould shriek like that?!  For that matter, how could he be afraid ofa cat?!

Withinmoments of finally managing to control herself and rolling onto herback, she found him leaning over the couch to watch her, a wickedgrin on his lips. “I see we’re having fun this morning.”

“Pffffft-Y’ sounded like a cat 'fore it gets hit with a boot in cartoons-”

“Let’ssee how you sound when I get over there~!”

At thevery least, he was a good sport about it… Though they couldn’t saythe same for eggs burnt during his attempts to tickle her inretaliation!

“YouShow, hmm?”

Thetone of her roommate’s voice made her pause. She’d left him a note,not expecting the redhead back until later in the day, explainingshe’d be off in the Standard Dimension for a few days – The tripwas already planned, and she had no intention of going back on it.Not when it was one to see Yuya.

Butthere was something in Dennis’s voice… Pressing herself against thewall, Aoi carefully glanced around the doorway to her bedroom,spotting her friend in the dining room. With her note in hand, hisexpression was anything butsoft, gloved fingers curling to wrinkle the paper…. Every bit thesoldier she thought he’d long since left behind.

Hishead turned next, looking to the shield-shaped duel disk laying onthe other side of the room. The carding technology was still activeon it, she knew, and that look on his face said she had every reasonto worry. He never hesitated in the past, and she doubted he wouldnow – But why this? Why Standard?  What had they done, aside fromprovided them with the boy who gave him a reason to rest easy? Why-

Yuri.

Despitebeing fused with Yuya and calmer than before, Yuri was stilltechnically their superior officer. If he said jump, Dennis had neverasked how high – Just jumped like an obedient dog. Could it be…He was looking to get Yuri freed from Yuya? Or-

“You’renot as quiet as you think you are, my little flower.”

“Y’know I hate it when y’ call m’ that,” she sighed out, slipping outfrom around the doorway. The nickname had been born during one oftheir performances, when a trick had gone completely wrong andresulted in her not only somehow wearing a flower costume, but andhaving one pop up out of her hair. Neither of them had everquestioned it, just teased her on finding petals in her hair forhours after. “I’m goin’ t’ Standard, an’ y’ stayin’ home.”

“Youcould use company- Would Teacher be there?”

“Idunno.” He would, thus part of the reason for her visit, but shewasn’t about to tell him that. “B’ I’ll have company in Yuya. Stayhome, Dennis.”

“Youcan’t order me to do anything.”

“Ican t’.”

“Youdefected.”

“Th’war’s over.”

“Hmm?”As if a switch had been flipped,the coldness in his expressionvanished, replaced by the familiar warmth she was more than used toby now. How strange… “Ahh, you’re right! Forgive me – Travelsafe, all right? I can’t have my co-star hurt!”

…Strange.

Add ina scarf, an egg, and one feather…

“An’if y’ count t’ three- One, two, three-”

Andwith a reach into the sequined hat….

“Woaaaaaah!I wanna learn that too!”

Aoilaughed, letting the small pigeon hop up her arm and settle in on hershoulder. The look of wonder in the kids’ eyes was more than enoughfor her, honestly… This was the perfect life, full of laughter andhappiness! “Would any of y’ like t’ hold Sir Coos-a-lot? I promise,he loves it~! An’ if y’ pet th’ top of his head really softly, he’llcoo f’ y~!”

Withthe small group of kids nodding excitedly, she eased the bird off hershoulder, gently setting it down in the hands of a boy she knewwouldn’t hurt him. Living in Heartland had meant they’d gotten closeto many of the kids there, leaving her with no doubt her pigeon wouldbe fine. “There y’g’… Jus’ hold him loosely, 'kay? He might nip at y’ fingers, b’they’re jus’ little love bites. They don’t hurt.”

“He’sso cute!”

“Isn’the?” Just as she thought, the pigeon cooed in delight, letting theraven lift her head for a good look around. Performances with Denniswere a common thing now, leading the lives of a magician and hisassistant, and while she couldn’t be happier… It’d become twice ashard to keep track of him, especially after the end of their shows.So where had her fiery friend gone this time…?

Shefinally spotted him by the fountain, excusing herself from her birdand the kids as she rocked onto her feet and let out a soft, playfulsigh. The day was a little on the warmer side, normal for Heartlandthis close to summer, which meant he was probably just relaxing andletting stray droplets of water hit him in an attempt to cool off.She’d made the jacket he was wearing specifically for their shows,and knew overheating in it was more than a possibility.

Butthe closer she got to him, the odder things seemed. Every so often,he’d wave at nothing, then relax a bit and giving the air a confusedlook, like it was being rude by not replying. Definitely weird, evenfor an enigma like him… “What’re y’ doin’?”

“Hmm?”The smile he flashed at her over his shoulder never failed to makeher melt a little, or leave behind a sense of warmth. “Ah, justsomeone I remembered from home-”

Blinkinga fit of confusion herself, Aoi leaned slightly to the side, lookingpast him for any sign of this 'person’ as he pointed. It was a littleways off, but she couldn’t help laughing at his reflection in anearby monument. Built to celebrate Heartland’s reconstruction, thehighly polished stone was even more reflective under the noontimesun, giving them a distant and slightly fuzzy look at themselves. Andwith all the hype and excitement of a show gone well, it was littlewonder her airheaded friend couldn’t tell the difference between hisreflection and a familiar face from Academia.

“Dennis…”Taking his hand in hers, she gently tugged him closer to themonument, fighting to hold back stronger laughter as the realizationvisibly dawned on him. “Y’ wavin’ at yourself, y’ silly dork.”

“Itwasn’t when I… Ah, I suppose you’ve caught me~!”

Shecouldn’t help it; his dramatic sigh and rub of his temples broke herdown, laughing all the harder as her arms shifted and settled aroundhis middle. In the span of a heartbeat, the taller had pulled hercloser, keeping her close despite the heat. “I did. Times t’, if y’count like this.”

“Ido. But it seems I’ve caught you, too!”

Oh,they had such a weird friendship.. But there was no possible wayshe’d give him up for the world.

“Dennis!Dennis, can we get a calico!?”

If heanswered, Aoi hadn’t heard him, nuzzling her face into the side ofthe fluffy kitten she held. It’d been at least eight months sincethey’d 'catsat’ for their neighbor, and despite buying a couple ofbirds, both for their performances and as loved pets, neither of themcould say no to adding a cat to their 'family’ any longer. There wassomething about having a fluffy kitty laying with them on their movienights and mewing every morning they’d both missed.

Butshe wasn’t sure… The calico, or the little grey one? Maybe thesiamese… They were all so cute! Why didn’t they have an apartmentbig enough for all of them!? “Deeeeeeeeeennis- I wanna get 'emall-” Wait… Where was the siamese?

Turningwhere she sat on the floor, she caught sight of her roommate nearby,holding the small siamese kitten like a baby and gently scratchingits belly with a fingertip. But even with the warmth his smile rosein her, or the smile that formed just from seeing him so tender andgentle with a kitten, that didn’t do it… It was the pair ofpuppies, one on his head and the other gnawing on his jacket sleeve,that did her in.

As shewatched, setting the calico down on her lap, a third puppy toddledover to flop by his side. Sure enough, he barely noticed it, focusedon the contently purring cat in his arms. Gods above, he wassomething else… Though before she could call out to him, a fourthpup joined the group, tugging on the back pf his jacket until heflopped backwards with a laugh. Hitting the floor was just the signalthe dogs needed to smother him in tiny dog licks, both dueltainersbreaking down into laughter.

“Wheredid you four come from? I’ve never met you-” A pause to laugh,along with picking a puppy up off his face and leave the kitten onhis stomach, “or you! Haha~! I could call you flower!”

“Hopefullyn’ f’ me,” Aoi called out, nudging the calico to the floor so shecould crawl closer.. Albeit with a kitty in tow. If they didn’t getthe calico, she’d never forgive herself! “I told y’, I’m n’flower.” But she wasgetting more and more used to the nickname, squirming between puppiesto curl against his side. Just as quickly, two of the dogs hadcrawled onto her for more laughter, though this time it was Denniswho deposited 'Flower’ on her face.

“We’llname this one Flower,” he started, excitedly picking up the calicokitten, “And Spots! This puppy could be-”

“Trapeze!”

Shegrinned, unable to mistake that sparkle in his eye for anything butexcitement. “Trapeze?”

“Mhm-F’ Trapeze Magician. An’ this kitty here could b’ Plushfire-”

“Andthis is Eria.”

Lookingup again, she spotted a fifth puppy laying itself over his eyes,happily yipping and wagging its tail. At least when they got homewith five dogs and two cats, they could blame each other – Andbroad smiles every time they settled down for movie night and aliteral blanket of pets!

[littlechaoscosplay]

Flowers and Ebony Ch:1

You gently glide your hand over the velvet petals of the bouquet in front of you, tilting your head left and right taking a few steps back. A chuckle from behind almost makes you jump out of your skin.

“You do realize if you keep fiddling with that one you won’t get any of the other orders done.”

You turn a frown on your face, “This one's for a wedding it needs to be perfect. Besides I finished the orders for today.”

Another laugh escaped the man’s lips shaking his head “You mean the wedding that’s not for few months?”

You give a look “Well when the client says “Just something blue.” It’s hard to tell what they want, and I don’t want to deal with an angry bride.”

You take your phone out of your back pocket and start to snap a few pictures of the small display. “You know your mother wasn't fussy with all that. “Nice and simple,” she said.”

You roll your eyes phone still in hand, “That’s because you did all the fussing for her as I recall her saying.” Giving him a smug look.

He turned his gaze from you scratching the back of his neck, “Because...I wanted it perfect, ok, ok you got me.”

“Speaking of which did you give her a call yet she must be there by now?”

You put your phone down, “Am I allowed? What if she’s in a middle of a hunt?”

He pressed his lips together, “Ah, yeah perhaps you're right.”

As you go to put your phone away, it starts to vibrate and your ringtone blasting.

  Wooooah…..

  All I wanted….

Woaaaaaah…..

    Rain falling…..

    You fumble with it not realizing how loud you left the ringer on; Managing to press the answer button while trying to act like you weren't a spaze a second ago. “Uh um, Hello?”

“Hey baby, How is everything?”

“Ah, Mom we were just wondering when you would call. Everything’s great, How about you?”

Your Dad gets close to listen in, but you just shake your head and put her on speaker. “Oh, you know a Sabertusk here an Ashenhorn there.”

He lets out a heavy sigh, “Honeyyy you know I don’t like it when you lie.”

She went silent for a moment, “I-I’m not lying just doing small hunts this time nothing major.”

In the front, you hear the faint jingle of the entrance doorbell your father gestures to you for the phone taking her off speaker so that you can help the customer.

“Hello sorry about the wait, Can I help you with something?”

He had his back towards you looking at one of the small flower displays near the wall unresponsive to your question; you fidget awkwardly behind the small counter, maybe he didn’t hear you? You thought.

He looked so official almost intimidating, His posture; the way he was dressed and when he finally turned. You freeze not expecting to see such a good-looking man. Yea you have seen some pretty good looking guys come in (Most of the time getting flowers for their significant other…) and now you've been staring at him for a while. You quickly grab a pen and paper and start acting like you're writing something down, just anything so he couldn't see your now blushing face.

You look up slightly his attention still towards the small display, Idiot what are you doing? You should say something he’s still a customer. You take a breath and put on a smile “Are you finding everything alright sir?” Cursing to yourself at how too cheery that was.

He finally turned to look at you fixing his glasses while giving a small smile and the voice that came out of him did not seem real, It was deep... but gentle, “Not at the moment, Just looking.” He said.

It made your heart skip a beat.

“Oh...okay. If you need anythin-” was all you could muster before the words became incoherent. But he didn't seem to care just continued looking at the small arrangements; you then started scanning the desk for things to do because you couldn't just leave to go in the back.

It wasn't until you hear the lifesaving ring of the store bell again, A woman came in with a small slip of paper in her hand. “Hello, I’m here to pick up an order.”

You take the paper with a smile and tell her "you will be right back" as you leave to go into the back where the order was being kept, passing your dad as he and your mom are talking lovey-dovey to each other now.

You return to the front with flowers in hand and set the vase on the counter. The woman was quiet as she looked at it with confusion, you tense a bit “I-is everything alright?”

The woman gave a slight frown, “It’s beautiful but did no one call about the color change?”

Grabbing the slip again you look at it front and back; there was nothing about the flowers needing to be a different color. The woman shook her head; you could sense that she was getting agitated and there was no time to change the whole thing, you took a deep breath asking “What was the color change?” As she told you the man, who was still in the store turned a small gaze towards what was going on.

You close your eyes bringing a hand to your mouth and began thinking, after a few second you snap your fingers. Going to another wall where loose flowers were displayed, quickly taking a few then headed back to the counter and began removing flowers from the bouquet and replacing them with the ones you just gathered; after a few moments of tweaking, you turn to the woman. “How about this?”

The woman's face lit up “Yes, This will do just fine.” She said with a smile. The lady paid and gave you another thank you and left; you let out a small breath of relief as you leaned on the counter.

“Impressive.”

You flinched looking towards the voice. “Ah..Not really. I actually dodged a bullet those colors just happen to compliment each other.” You answered awkwardly totally forgetting he was still in the store.

He gives you a smile and a small nod, "A job well-done none the less."

“Oh ah, thank you, Um...did you find what you were looking for?”

“Ah...No. Thank you though.” He starts to turn for the door.

“Wait.” You take the flowers you removed from the woman's bouquet and put a ribbon around them. “Here.”

He gives you a slight look before taking them, “Don’t worry they're free of charge.” you said with a smile.

He takes them and thanks you as your dad then catches your attention from the rear door waving the phone; you excuse yourself grabbing the device as you went to the back room.

“Sorry about that Mom I was helping a customer.”

“So hardworking.” She said with a laugh. “Anyways when are ya gonna come out with me?”

You shake your head “ I can barely deal with angry customers let alone daemons.”

“Aw come on you're a natural with those daggers I got you. At least come see the rest of the family it’s been ages since they seen ya!”

“What about the store?”

“I’ll talk to your father about that don’t worry. Listen I gotta get goin', Now what do I always say?”

You let out a breath shaking your head. “Keep your mind sharp and your daggers sharper.”

“That’s my girl. I’ll talk to you again soon, Love you.”

“Love you.” You hang the phone up placing it on a nearby table rubbing your eyes as you hear the door open, folding your arms as your dad enters.

“Mom wants us to come visit.”

“Figured she would.” He sighed taking a seat next to you.

“Dad I’m not a fighter, hitting dummies and targets is one thing going after something that can kill you is another.”

He rubbed your shoulder bringing you in for a hug, “You tell her that, But just because she wants you out there doesn't mean you’ll be fighting. That’s just her lifestyle, and the reason why she goes to help out with hunts once and awhile.”

“Once and awhile? It feels more than that.” You mutter breaking from his hold.

“Sweetie…”

“That’s the whole reason we have the wall.”

“Well there might be something out there that you can’t find here, I met your mother.”

You scoffed, “And you almost got killed in the process.”

“You’re right, but then there she was. You should have seen her; it was like she was dancing.”

You went silent crossing your legs as you leaned back on one of the tables. He then gives you a slight nudge holding out money in front of you; you turn with a raised brow.

“A tip from that young man from earlier. Though I do hope you don’t give free flowers to every guy, you meet.” He said with a smile, your face flashes red as he continues to laugh leaving the room.

You shift awkwardly stewing in embarrassment why did you do that?!

“Whatever...I'll probably never see that guy again.”

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[temporalcomet]

Multiverse Diary - Part 1

Ever wondered what’s up there? Our universe has baffled, fascinated and challenged thousands of humans throughout history.

Maybe we have always asked ourselves “What if we’re not alone here?”. We used to think it was us down here and (perhaps) another race up in space. but what if, imperceptible to us, there's a whole other universe overlapping our own?

Public awareness is growing, along with hunger for more information - it’s another exotic and fantastic idea, that fills us with wonder. And it’s these theories with the biggest “Woaaaaaah” factor that are most likely to find their way into public consciousness.

Medium.com, always a source of fascination and wonder, published a great article a year ago:

“Our best physical theories predict that a multiverse exists. But if we can’t test it, is it really scientific?”

It’s a great read if you want to know more. Link at the bottom!

Meanwhile, Temporal Comet has been investigating those corners of the galaxy that are most overlooked, peering into nebulous nooks and cosmic crannies. And our orbit around the galaxy has provided us with some incredible experiences. Here’ a little excerpt from our diary:

Day 516 -

We find ourselves being lured, like a fish on a hook before it realises its been caught, drifting slowly, but not in the direction we had planned. We are thrown from our confusion by the sight of a pin-sized absence of light in the distance, towards which we are travelling. along with other rocks and space debris.

The dark procession moves forward, as if on a conveyor belt, and there is no avoiding it.

As we approach the ergosphere of the black hole, time slows. We try to cook a pizza while we wait, but 8 days later, the oven has only heated to 50°C (122.0 °F). We play Cards against Humanity, and Hugo wins 8,000,561 games in a row. Eventually, we come to the event horizon, where a strange phenomenon occurs…

Before we can fully comprehend our eyes, we stop at a large metal fence, where a man dressed in carnival attire waves us forwards. We now see that the interior of the black hole is a kind of cosmic roller-coaster, extending further than the eye can see. Bright, flashing lights are discernible, and the sound of music, of synthesisers and drums, echoes towards us before being drowned out by the sound of machinery. Cranking and grinding of gears fills our ears, and the ride has begun. The roller-coaster starts slowly but rapidly increases its speed until we are sure we are travelling beyond the speed of light (we remember that feeling of having very wobbly bones from last time).

Faster and faster we hurtle, free falling …

Arpeggiated Moog sounds reverberating all around us, until suddenly, there is only darkness, and we feel we are no longer on the cosmic contraption, but somewhere entirely new.

We are quickly revived from our confusion as we continue falling, through cloud-stream and back to terra firma. We look around, this appears to be Earth. But something looks different… this doesn’t smell like Earth…

Come back soon for the next part of our Multiverse Diary…

And what were we listening to while careening around the galaxy?

Check out our latest single, Falling, on all streaming platforms

This image from 1978 has grounding in actual data. French astrophysicist Jean-Pierre Luminet made this drawing of a black hole based on calculations of general relativity done with the help of an early IBM punch-card computer.

Luminet took the resulting data points and marked them by hand onto photographic negative paper with black ink, creating the first realistic rendering of a black hole. Medium.com article @ https://medium.com/starts-with-a-bang/what-is-and-isnt-scientific-about-the-multiverse-507aea967db0

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[rosyabomination]

The little cafe has a certain smell to it. Pressed against the glass at the front of the bookstore, flanked on two sides by magazines and calendars, the air is bathed in the smell of recently printed high-gloss paper and ground coffee. The shrill whines of the grinder and espresso machine dance into the stacks, filling the magazine rack with a kind of thrumming atmosphere they would lack otherwise. Inclusive, maybe. You pick up an art magazine, a purple planet glows in the twilight on the cover.

Woaaaaaah this is really cool!!!

[badlydrawnstuff]

operation give robin fucking cardiac arrest

:3c

Meow Mix: *the tv is on. it's got some old, monochomatic kids show on. it's stinky* Meow Mix: *ok not really but its OLD which makes it stinko* Actual Toaster: Loki: Looks bad, man. Actual Toaster: Robin: m-hm. *he doesnt even look up from his paper. robin.* Meow Mix: *but does anybody bother to turn it off?* Actual Toaster: *nope* Meow Mix: *so, the show goes on. it seems to be about a wolf and his demon friend- and cleaning up after aforementioned friend. also old fashioned gags* Actual Toaster: Loki: Some of these gags are just overused...even for the time period. Meow Mix: *the show takes a moment to stop with stupid gags for an entirely new one-- followed by one last gag. credits roll* Actual Toaster: Loki: Hm. ... Did you pay attention at all? Actual Toaster: Robin: Uh huh. Actual Toaster: Loki: ... The plot was about cannibalism Actual Toaster: Robin: Mhm. Actual Toaster: Loki: ...You didn't watch at all. Actual Toaster: Robin: Bingo. Meow Mix: *at that moment, the lights die* Actual Toaster: Robin: I can't read like this. Actual Toaster: Loki: I don't expect you could- Actual Toaster: Robin: *he pulls out a flashlight* Meow Mix: *a quiet giggle, and something drips. the lights return! ink, all over the floor!* Actual Toaster: Robin: ...Very funny, Loki. Actual Toaster: Loki: I didn't do anything. Actual Toaster: Robin: That's a load of crap. Actual Toaster: Loki: Robin. If I did.... *he gestures* that I'd be covered in it. I'm not. Actual Toaster: Robin: *he looks over. ... he looks a little unnerved.* Meow Mix: *on the wall, it says "your life is overused! ! >:D" Actual Toaster: Loki: And anyway if I was gonna write a message on a wall after a power outage I'd make it a bit more threatening than that. ... the smiley kills it, come on, amateur. Meow Mix: *some of the floor ink begins to... bubble?* Actual Toaster: Robin: ... Actual Toaster: Loki: What? Meow Mix: *a demon erupts out of the ink, howling. dududududu run [bassdrop]* Actual Toaster: Robin: *AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA* Actual Toaster: Loki: *he turns around to see why robin is screaming.* Oh, that's attractive. Meow Mix: Bendy: *he laughs while shaking the extra ink off.* Gotcha!! Actual Toaster: Robin: *AAAAAAAAA* Actual Toaster: Loki: Oh, now you've done it. Look, you took a perfectly good Robin Hood and gave him anxiety. For shame. Meow Mix: Bendy: *he makes a pissy face* He sounded like he was used to antics! Was I supposed to know the guy would need his brown pants? Actual Toaster: Loki: I was joking. Give him a bit. Meow Mix: Bendy: Wh'kinda newfangled joke is that? Actual Toaster: Loki: a new one. Meow Mix: Bendy: Gee [carhorn] whiz, mister!! Actual Toaster: Loki: So what are you supposed to be, the demon that makes your pen leak and then subsequently smudge at the worst of times? An oil spill? Meow Mix: Bendy: What're you, forgetful? My show was just on a few minutes ago! Actual Toaster: Loki: It didn't have much in the way of backstory. Meow Mix: Bendy: What, and looney tunes does? Steamboat willie sure didn't! Actual Toaster: Loki: Oh, but Looney Tunes it isn't necessary. Meow Mix: Bendy: Exactly! Actual Toaster: Loki: In this case it... is. A bit. Meow Mix: Bendy: Not my fault it wasn't the first ep! Actual Toaster: Loki: How unfortunate. Actual Toaster: Loki: Well I suppose you'll forever be the leaky pen demon. Meow Mix: Bendy: I have a name, you know! Not very observant, were ya?? Actual Toaster: Loki: TV bores me. Meow Mix: Bendy: *he produces a stick and prods Robin* You look like you saw a ghost, pally-o! Actual Toaster: Robin: D...don't touch me, please. Meow Mix: Bendy: *he lightly pokes Robin again* I'm not touching you, the stick is! *he does turn away from Robin after this. that's enough of that* Actual Toaster: Robin: *wh y* Meow Mix: Bendy: *he prods Loki, and hops up onto his own chair. He's tiny.* To answer a question you didn't ask, I'm Bendy! As in, *he pauses while the theme starts up again on the tv* That one! Who're you, hotshot? Actual Toaster: Loki: I can be a lot of things. Meow Mix: Bendy: Like a smartass, I see! Actual Toaster: Loki: 'course. Actual Toaster: Loki: But my name doesn't matter when I can be anyone I please.~ Meow Mix: Bendy: Heee called you Loki! Actual Toaster: Loki: And? Like I said, I can be anyone. Meow Mix: Bendy: Keep tooting your own horn, will you? Actual Toaster: Loki: Sure thing! *he grins and then. Demonstrates his aforementioned point by copying bendy's appearance. loki. loki no* Meow Mix: Bendy: *WOAAAAAAH. He prods Loki with the stick.* Actual Toaster: Loki: I could go on.~ Meow Mix: Bendy: Do it, do it! Actual Toaster: Loki: *and he shapeshifts into robin! then goro. then izanagi. then freya. then odin. then back to bendy.* Meow Mix: Bendy: *That was the coolest shit he has ever seen outside a cartoon. Color him impressed, which is a shade of yellow.* Actual Toaster: Loki: Tada~ Actual Toaster: Loki: Why, thank you. Actual Toaster: Robin: You're showing off... Actual Toaster: Loki: Am not. Meow Mix: Bendy: I asked, it's fine! Again, again! Meow Mix: Bendy: *he claps* Encore! Actual Toaster: Loki: Iiif you say so. *so he shapeshifts into akira, then Arsene, then himself (in armor), then carmen, then zorro, and then morgana.* Meow Mix: Bendy: :0 Meow Mix: *Bendy leans forward to pull on Morgana's (Loki's) face. :0* Actual Toaster: Loki: *he doesnt mind!* Actual Toaster: Robin: ...Having fun...? Meow Mix: Bendy: Absolutely! Actual Toaster: Robin: ...I'm not sure that's a good thing Meow Mix: Bendy: It's not! Hey, you wanna go mess w'people? Actual Toaster: Loki: Sure, why not? Meow Mix: *and they go off on their own. rest in piss.* Actual Toaster: Robin: *...he decides to do the nice thing and waRN PEOPLE* Meow Mix: *good man robin hood* Meow Mix: *so robin warns everyone in a mass text. most of the responses are fear, acceptance, or boredom (from nakajima)* Actual Toaster: *thanks, nakajima*