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@ahathelaughterofficial
Introductory Post!!
It is us, the Aeon of Elation! The laughter THEMSELVES, here for the uninhibited pursuit of joy! In humanoid form (refer to pfp)
No nihility allowed! Only Elation! Any nihilistic BOZOS will be turned into marketable plushies.
Akivili is always welcome! Sorry for blowing up your train teehee!
Ask us anything. We are bored and ALWAYS open for entertainment.
(Masks and tags under cut)
I'm so jealous of you Aha I wish I had all that power exclusively for messing with people... oh the things I would do...
We can fix that. . . BOOM! EMANATOR!
Now you're more powerful than most people you'll meet! Teehee! All that power for messing with people! Go now, be the laughter!
Hello!
You're pretty boring, Boring!
We, in all our infinite joy, have decided to lend you a gift.
//a comically large hammer falls in front of him, it's light as air, yet still made a dent in the floor//
-@ahathelaughterofficial
A gift? That seems to be something in Limbus Company's wheelhouse. We'll contact the LCE and see if they have any interest in this strange object.
No! No you're supposed to use it not send it off like a drone!
Come on, live a little! Just test it out. Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.
Think of it as a personal gift, off company time.
I can't see the benefit of doing that, and I've got a lot of leftover work to take care, so...
//the voice seems huffy, and then suddenly Alan is teleported out and into a random home he's never seen before as sitcom music plays, the suit is also taken and he is in casual clothes//
Nuh uh! Now use the hammer!
Alan reaches for his helmet out of reflex, only to find nothing there. Instead, he adjusts his glasses with a serious look on his face, one reserved to when he deals with unknown phenomena such as this.
Fine. I'd appreciate it if you didn't take me away from my work, but I'll comply for now.
Due to wearing his protective suit so often, his hands and arms feel a bit small as he grips the hammer with both hands, lifting with surprising ease.
Good. Now go crazy!
//a bunch of plushies (specifically whack-a-mole style) of various people he knows start rushing at him, they wield knives, so it's probably best to knock them with the hammer//
He feels... slow, without his protective suit that would also conveniently allow him to break the laws of cause-and-effect, making this relatively short work. Still, he is the Team 4 Leader, and it's gonna take more than this to take him down.
Yes yes! Go for the high score!
//this continues until one of the plushies pokes him, then all of them explode//
Ohhh you lose! Good job good job!
Are you ready for the next situation?
Move any muscle in your body to agree!
Oop! Your heart is a muscle!
//he is then sucked into a portal and thrown (still with the hammer) into a game of poker//
Poker is a bit more my speed... though I can't say it fits the current situation.
Alan drops the hammer without much fanfare, and picks up his cards.
Hehe. Yes yes play the game. We will warn you that it's a bit of a high stakes game. . .
//Aha appears in a seat off to the side of the game, no one else seems to see them, but there is a sudden urge to laugh, though faint//
Each chip is a month of your lifespan! Teehee! Don't worry, nothing is fatal. But play carefully and don't let the house win. . .
Hm, that kind of ability sounds like the kind of stuff you'd find as the Singularity from a Wing...
Mhm! Mhm! Indeed! So how much will you bet?
Maybe. . . 6 or 7?
//we proceed to do the 6 7 gesture (like in pfp you're not crazy)//
Anyways, I solely made this up in order to make that joke so we're moving on!
//a green screen is torn down and the entire poker table and players are removed, before Alan is thrown into Total Wipeout//
Do the course! What if you don't want to? Every second you refuse to play is 1000 ahn drained directly from your net worth!
Ah... you really have a way of giving me no choice at all, huh?
Alan prepares for his first jump, he sprints, and... completely misses, falling in the water immediately.
AHAHAHAHAHA! FUN RIGHT????
//Alan is teleported back onto the platform//
Keep going keep going! Surely someone who has to run around all day can make these!
"Fun" isn't the word I'd use...
Alan keeps trying, of course, sometimes getting pretty far, sometimes not, but as long as he keeps being teleported back, he tries again anyway. At the back of his mind, the report he's gonna have to write about this whole situation begins to take shape, until eventually he manages to get through the complete course without falling.
YAYYYY YIPPEE WOHOO
//an invisible crowd goes wild//
Now dear audience, what situation shall Alan be put in next???
All votes say. . . Torture nexus!
Haha just kidding! You're getting to take a nice nap.
Hello!
You're pretty boring, Boring!
We, in all our infinite joy, have decided to lend you a gift.
//a comically large hammer falls in front of him, it's light as air, yet still made a dent in the floor//
-@ahathelaughterofficial
A gift? That seems to be something in Limbus Company's wheelhouse. We'll contact the LCE and see if they have any interest in this strange object.
No! No you're supposed to use it not send it off like a drone!
Come on, live a little! Just test it out. Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.
Think of it as a personal gift, off company time.
I can't see the benefit of doing that, and I've got a lot of leftover work to take care, so...
//the voice seems huffy, and then suddenly Alan is teleported out and into a random home he's never seen before as sitcom music plays, the suit is also taken and he is in casual clothes//
Nuh uh! Now use the hammer!
Alan reaches for his helmet out of reflex, only to find nothing there. Instead, he adjusts his glasses with a serious look on his face, one reserved to when he deals with unknown phenomena such as this.
Fine. I'd appreciate it if you didn't take me away from my work, but I'll comply for now.
Due to wearing his protective suit so often, his hands and arms feel a bit small as he grips the hammer with both hands, lifting with surprising ease.
Good. Now go crazy!
//a bunch of plushies (specifically whack-a-mole style) of various people he knows start rushing at him, they wield knives, so it's probably best to knock them with the hammer//
He feels... slow, without his protective suit that would also conveniently allow him to break the laws of cause-and-effect, making this relatively short work. Still, he is the Team 4 Leader, and it's gonna take more than this to take him down.
Yes yes! Go for the high score!
//this continues until one of the plushies pokes him, then all of them explode//
Ohhh you lose! Good job good job!
Are you ready for the next situation?
Move any muscle in your body to agree!
Oop! Your heart is a muscle!
//he is then sucked into a portal and thrown (still with the hammer) into a game of poker//
Poker is a bit more my speed... though I can't say it fits the current situation.
Alan drops the hammer without much fanfare, and picks up his cards.
Hehe. Yes yes play the game. We will warn you that it's a bit of a high stakes game. . .
//Aha appears in a seat off to the side of the game, no one else seems to see them, but there is a sudden urge to laugh, though faint//
Each chip is a month of your lifespan! Teehee! Don't worry, nothing is fatal. But play carefully and don't let the house win. . .
Hm, that kind of ability sounds like the kind of stuff you'd find as the Singularity from a Wing...
Mhm! Mhm! Indeed! So how much will you bet?
Maybe. . . 6 or 7?
//we proceed to do the 6 7 gesture (like in pfp you're not crazy)//
Anyways, I solely made this up in order to make that joke so we're moving on!
//a green screen is torn down and the entire poker table and players are removed, before Alan is thrown into Total Wipeout//
Do the course! What if you don't want to? Every second you refuse to play is 1000 ahn drained directly from your net worth!
Ah... you really have a way of giving me no choice at all, huh?
Alan prepares for his first jump, he sprints, and... completely misses, falling in the water immediately.
AHAHAHAHAHA! FUN RIGHT????
//Alan is teleported back onto the platform//
Keep going keep going! Surely someone who has to run around all day can make these!
Hello!
You're pretty boring, Boring!
We, in all our infinite joy, have decided to lend you a gift.
//a comically large hammer falls in front of him, it's light as air, yet still made a dent in the floor//
-@ahathelaughterofficial
A gift? That seems to be something in Limbus Company's wheelhouse. We'll contact the LCE and see if they have any interest in this strange object.
No! No you're supposed to use it not send it off like a drone!
Come on, live a little! Just test it out. Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.
Think of it as a personal gift, off company time.
I can't see the benefit of doing that, and I've got a lot of leftover work to take care, so...
//the voice seems huffy, and then suddenly Alan is teleported out and into a random home he's never seen before as sitcom music plays, the suit is also taken and he is in casual clothes//
Nuh uh! Now use the hammer!
Alan reaches for his helmet out of reflex, only to find nothing there. Instead, he adjusts his glasses with a serious look on his face, one reserved to when he deals with unknown phenomena such as this.
Fine. I'd appreciate it if you didn't take me away from my work, but I'll comply for now.
Due to wearing his protective suit so often, his hands and arms feel a bit small as he grips the hammer with both hands, lifting with surprising ease.
Good. Now go crazy!
//a bunch of plushies (specifically whack-a-mole style) of various people he knows start rushing at him, they wield knives, so it's probably best to knock them with the hammer//
He feels... slow, without his protective suit that would also conveniently allow him to break the laws of cause-and-effect, making this relatively short work. Still, he is the Team 4 Leader, and it's gonna take more than this to take him down.
Yes yes! Go for the high score!
//this continues until one of the plushies pokes him, then all of them explode//
Ohhh you lose! Good job good job!
Are you ready for the next situation?
Move any muscle in your body to agree!
Oop! Your heart is a muscle!
//he is then sucked into a portal and thrown (still with the hammer) into a game of poker//
Poker is a bit more my speed... though I can't say it fits the current situation.
Alan drops the hammer without much fanfare, and picks up his cards.
Hehe. Yes yes play the game. We will warn you that it's a bit of a high stakes game. . .
//Aha appears in a seat off to the side of the game, no one else seems to see them, but there is a sudden urge to laugh, though faint//
Each chip is a month of your lifespan! Teehee! Don't worry, nothing is fatal. But play carefully and don't let the house win. . .
Hm, that kind of ability sounds like the kind of stuff you'd find as the Singularity from a Wing...
Mhm! Mhm! Indeed! So how much will you bet?
Maybe. . . 6 or 7?
//we proceed to do the 6 7 gesture (like in pfp you're not crazy)//
Anyways, I solely made this up in order to make that joke so we're moving on!
//a green screen is torn down and the entire poker table and players are removed, before Alan is thrown into Total Wipeout//
Do the course! What if you don't want to? Every second you refuse to play is 1000 ahn drained directly from your net worth!
Hello!
You're pretty boring, Boring!
We, in all our infinite joy, have decided to lend you a gift.
//a comically large hammer falls in front of him, it's light as air, yet still made a dent in the floor//
-@ahathelaughterofficial
A gift? That seems to be something in Limbus Company's wheelhouse. We'll contact the LCE and see if they have any interest in this strange object.
No! No you're supposed to use it not send it off like a drone!
Come on, live a little! Just test it out. Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.
Think of it as a personal gift, off company time.
I can't see the benefit of doing that, and I've got a lot of leftover work to take care, so...
//the voice seems huffy, and then suddenly Alan is teleported out and into a random home he's never seen before as sitcom music plays, the suit is also taken and he is in casual clothes//
Nuh uh! Now use the hammer!
Alan reaches for his helmet out of reflex, only to find nothing there. Instead, he adjusts his glasses with a serious look on his face, one reserved to when he deals with unknown phenomena such as this.
Fine. I'd appreciate it if you didn't take me away from my work, but I'll comply for now.
Due to wearing his protective suit so often, his hands and arms feel a bit small as he grips the hammer with both hands, lifting with surprising ease.
Good. Now go crazy!
//a bunch of plushies (specifically whack-a-mole style) of various people he knows start rushing at him, they wield knives, so it's probably best to knock them with the hammer//
He feels... slow, without his protective suit that would also conveniently allow him to break the laws of cause-and-effect, making this relatively short work. Still, he is the Team 4 Leader, and it's gonna take more than this to take him down.
Yes yes! Go for the high score!
//this continues until one of the plushies pokes him, then all of them explode//
Ohhh you lose! Good job good job!
Are you ready for the next situation?
Move any muscle in your body to agree!
Oop! Your heart is a muscle!
//he is then sucked into a portal and thrown (still with the hammer) into a game of poker//
Poker is a bit more my speed... though I can't say it fits the current situation.
Alan drops the hammer without much fanfare, and picks up his cards.
Hehe. Yes yes play the game. We will warn you that it's a bit of a high stakes game. . .
//Aha appears in a seat off to the side of the game, no one else seems to see them, but there is a sudden urge to laugh, though faint//
Each chip is a month of your lifespan! Teehee! Don't worry, nothing is fatal. But play carefully and don't let the house win. . .
Hello!
You're pretty boring, Boring!
We, in all our infinite joy, have decided to lend you a gift.
//a comically large hammer falls in front of him, it's light as air, yet still made a dent in the floor//
-@ahathelaughterofficial
A gift? That seems to be something in Limbus Company's wheelhouse. We'll contact the LCE and see if they have any interest in this strange object.
No! No you're supposed to use it not send it off like a drone!
Come on, live a little! Just test it out. Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.
Think of it as a personal gift, off company time.
I can't see the benefit of doing that, and I've got a lot of leftover work to take care, so...
//the voice seems huffy, and then suddenly Alan is teleported out and into a random home he's never seen before as sitcom music plays, the suit is also taken and he is in casual clothes//
Nuh uh! Now use the hammer!
Alan reaches for his helmet out of reflex, only to find nothing there. Instead, he adjusts his glasses with a serious look on his face, one reserved to when he deals with unknown phenomena such as this.
Fine. I'd appreciate it if you didn't take me away from my work, but I'll comply for now.
Due to wearing his protective suit so often, his hands and arms feel a bit small as he grips the hammer with both hands, lifting with surprising ease.
Good. Now go crazy!
//a bunch of plushies (specifically whack-a-mole style) of various people he knows start rushing at him, they wield knives, so it's probably best to knock them with the hammer//
He feels... slow, without his protective suit that would also conveniently allow him to break the laws of cause-and-effect, making this relatively short work. Still, he is the Team 4 Leader, and it's gonna take more than this to take him down.
Yes yes! Go for the high score!
//this continues until one of the plushies pokes him, then all of them explode//
Ohhh you lose! Good job good job!
Are you ready for the next situation?
Move any muscle in your body to agree!
Oop! Your heart is a muscle!
//he is then sucked into a portal and thrown (still with the hammer) into a game of poker//
Hello!
You're pretty boring, Boring!
We, in all our infinite joy, have decided to lend you a gift.
//a comically large hammer falls in front of him, it's light as air, yet still made a dent in the floor//
-@ahathelaughterofficial
A gift? That seems to be something in Limbus Company's wheelhouse. We'll contact the LCE and see if they have any interest in this strange object.
No! No you're supposed to use it not send it off like a drone!
Come on, live a little! Just test it out. Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.
Think of it as a personal gift, off company time.
I can't see the benefit of doing that, and I've got a lot of leftover work to take care, so...
//the voice seems huffy, and then suddenly Alan is teleported out and into a random home he's never seen before as sitcom music plays, the suit is also taken and he is in casual clothes//
Nuh uh! Now use the hammer!
Alan reaches for his helmet out of reflex, only to find nothing there. Instead, he adjusts his glasses with a serious look on his face, one reserved to when he deals with unknown phenomena such as this.
Fine. I'd appreciate it if you didn't take me away from my work, but I'll comply for now.
Due to wearing his protective suit so often, his hands and arms feel a bit small as he grips the hammer with both hands, lifting with surprising ease.
Good. Now go crazy!
//a bunch of plushies (specifically whack-a-mole style) of various people he knows start rushing at him, they wield knives, so it's probably best to knock them with the hammer//
Hello!
You're pretty boring, Boring!
We, in all our infinite joy, have decided to lend you a gift.
//a comically large hammer falls in front of him, it's light as air, yet still made a dent in the floor//
-@ahathelaughterofficial
A gift? That seems to be something in Limbus Company's wheelhouse. We'll contact the LCE and see if they have any interest in this strange object.
No! No you're supposed to use it not send it off like a drone!
Come on, live a little! Just test it out. Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.
Think of it as a personal gift, off company time.
I can't see the benefit of doing that, and I've got a lot of leftover work to take care, so...
//the voice seems huffy, and then suddenly Alan is teleported out and into a random home he's never seen before as sitcom music plays, the suit is also taken and he is in casual clothes//
Nuh uh! Now use the hammer!
Maybe you should give other mom a better introduction? :)
Nah we're good. It'd be better if we stayed in our lane for this one, despite how much we do love to swerve.
Hello!
You're pretty boring, Boring!
We, in all our infinite joy, have decided to lend you a gift.
//a comically large hammer falls in front of him, it's light as air, yet still made a dent in the floor//
-@ahathelaughterofficial
A gift? That seems to be something in Limbus Company's wheelhouse. We'll contact the LCE and see if they have any interest in this strange object.
No! No you're supposed to use it not send it off like a drone!
Come on, live a little! Just test it out. Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on.
Think of it as a personal gift, off company time.
Check on your mom, lol
What happened to our dear "Mother?"
. . .
PFFFFTT HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
HOW DID SHE EVEN MANAGE THAT? HAHAHAHAH!
mutuals if I like your vent post I promise I’m acknowledging your post and sending happy thoughts and hoping your ok bc I don’t know what to say and I promise I’m not happy you’re in pain
Phew! Sorry we haven't been active dear followers! Haha!
We played a prank on Nanook. . . We'll see if he notices.
[A lightcone cringe compilation. Every vag you've fumbled immortalized as a collection of light cones.]
//the bag is empty//
Aha has never fumbled a gag!
NEVER EVER EVER!
Hahaha! A trickster! Amazing to see! So, sly cat, how about engaging with a trickster from beyond the sky?
-@ahathelaughterofficial
Wo-hooo! Well and what if I said I don't mind? But you must know, my time is money, so think twice... Hehehe~
We don't mind at all! We can be as quick as you want.
How about. . . A nice little game of Cups and balls. If you win then I'll give you a little gift!!
//three colorful cups float down from the sky on a table//
Three. .. two. . . One go!
//a golden ball is under one of the cups, and the start switching around, slowly at first, but then faster, faster, and even faster! The cups duplicate and switch even more, and when it finally stops there are cups all around her, on tables that weren't there before//
So. . . Where is it at! Teehee!
But what is Elation if everything is Elation? We need difference to define things. Feel all, so that you may feel Elated.
Woah woah woah, we're not saying we destroy everything, we just need not to feel sad! It'll still exist, and we can't make stupid people laugh, so there will still be other things. But the main thing is laughter.
In the infinite improbability, not even eternal laughter is decided.
Nous tries to calculate everything, but the Erudition is a hunk of junk anyways! And there will always be destructive lunatics! And boring nihility!
