My Caine from the Caine Angst Discord server! His name is Scarab
Mr. Trauma
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation

Discoholic 🪩
Keni
we're not kids anymore.

Kaledo Art
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
One Nice Bug Per Day
Cosmic Funnies
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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@alkaime25
My Caine from the Caine Angst Discord server! His name is Scarab
Mr. Trauma
Us when no funky town
Lucky and Scarab from non canon Caine angst club roleplay.
Lucky is mine while Scarab belongs to the wonderful @alkaime25
I love these two so much!
want to help? you can!
Thank you to everyone who has been sending such kind messages, I promise I really do read them all, even if I can't reply, but while these messages are wonderful (and really. I mean it. just the nicest and most heartfelt things I've ever seen) the sad fact is they don't change my situation. But you can change it. You can help me.
If you know my situation, if you want to help me, please write to Glitch Productions. They are the only people who can, and I believe, might, be able and willing to save me. SMG4 has ignored me, even through a legal letter. I have no hope that they will do otherwise, but Glitch are a different case and I think they just genuinely don't know I exist. I have sent them a message, to no reply, but more messages means more of a chance they will notice. IF you are on twitter please message that way, I closed my account there years ago, and please be polite: I am not asking for hate, even if I've received it.
Even a short message will help. I need numbers, I need voices. My own voice is being drowned out, but you can speak for me as well.
For some points on the plagiarism under the read more (what I collected/organized while building up an email to send):
1) TIMELINE RGB was created long before, over a decade before Mr. Puzzles first debuted. (*RGB's first appearance may have been 2011, was a little iffy on that)
2) UNDENIABLY UNCANNY RESEMBLANCE The number of traits, some uniquely specific to and representative of RGB's design, that are copied in Mr. Puzzles design are too many to be chalked up to 'just a coincidence'
Especially when you look at the designs of all of the other TV head characters out there - I collected as many as I could find (though I'm sure there's more) and none of them come even close to sharing the number of similarities that these two do.
3) TV MODEL AND DESIGN CHOICES While looking up references for older TVs, I found that for the exact TV they're based on (small retro box TV with knobs in the upper right of the TV and an antenna) most of the references didn't have a vent on the side of them like RGB and Mr. Puzzles do.
I looked up 4 different reference terms, and still had to scroll a while before I found one that matched exactly (above collection just a general sample/example of types of TVs I found). Unless my browsers are wigging out, either the pictures that would come up for these kinds of TVs were different in 2023, or this exact combination of features are just not very common for this style of TV. If that's the case, it may be a bit strange to design a character with those features together.
Here's where that distinction is important: Mr. Puzzles as a character doesn't have much of a reason to go with this design over other styles of similar TVs. But RGB does. The vents on the sides of RGB's head aren't just an aesthetic choice - they're included as a legitimately integral part of the story-line (Negative RGB). The same can be said for a number of other choices Modmad has made, down to individual items of clothing, that show just how much thought and intention and consideration went into every aspect of RGB's design.
Which makes it that much more frustrating to see him get plagiarized in such a careless manner by people who don't even seem to put much care into their own character (common criticism I've read that SMG4 fans have had about Mr. Puzzles and his 'arc').
4) OTHER PEOPLE, EVEN THOSE WHO HADN'T HEARD ABOUT THE SITUATION FROM MOD, NOTICED This has been noted by fans of both series since Mr. Puzzles first came out.
Some people may have found more points than this, but these are what I stumbled upon. Hopefully helps bring a little more context to the situation.
reblogging this version because. yeah.
yeah.
just to update that nobody from any of the relevant parties has got back to me or made any statement. please reblog this version, as @timmyreads has compiled an extremely comprehensive explanation and evidence of the theft; at first I just wanted to be left alone, but it's really not enough. every time I see Mr Puzzle or even read his name I feel physically sick, it's hard for me to type it even now. I feel violated in every way, and I need help. I can't save myself, I have tried every single avenue available. At this point I need to be saved.
For those saying please/just keep making TPoH anyway, it's not that simple: I can't. My mind and heart are broken. The story itself has stopped communicating with me. I cannot make it any more, not if this situation doesn't change, and that loss of the story scares me more than anything else in the world.
Sorry to have to boost this again but I just had to sit and console my mother who was shaking and crying about this when I came down this morning. She is the kindest, more genuine person in the world and I have never seen her cry like that even when my father died. My sadness is increasingly turning into anger and I don't have any way to stop it.
Please keep sharing this post so that people know what is happening and help me to get closure- this isn't just destroying me and my work, it's destroying people I love. I have done everything I can to resolve this peacefully but I cannot let it continue.
“You won’t forget me…
right?”
Kinda fell in love with the idea of Caine just becoming code lmao
Uhh Random thing I made based off of Kinger reaching for the computer after it fell through the void
I care for you, human or not.
Welp, my first fic to 1000+ hits, here it is if like me you need to cope with the fact that Caine died.
Episode Eight Spoilersss
https://archiveofourown.org/works/81577381
Some showtime for y’all for Valentine’s Day! Not very happy with this one but it is what it is.
Finally got an ao3 account! Gonna be gradually posting the chapters there as well as on here. Might do some oneshots if I feel like it >:]
https://archiveofourown.org/works/79342731/chapters/208202486
Some checkmate for Valentines Day! It’s angst because of course it is. Those two make me sick/pos
“You look so beautiful honey…”
Monarch butterfly populations have been greatly declining since the late 1900s. 95% of the western monarch butterfly populations have disappeared since the 1980s.
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New comic! Gonna be other pages for this one. Lyrics from I Love You So by The Walters. Ofc click for higher quality!
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Y’all have no idea how excited I am to finally get an ao3 account. I’m gonna post my AU on there and I’m gonna be able to comment on every fic and everything is gonna be great. Hopefully gonna make some unrelated one shots as well >:)
Reset AU Chapter 6: Dinner Date
The Past
A small yellow and black rectangular shape flitted by Caine’s face. He was laying down in some grass outside of the circus tent. Queenie was to his right while Kinger laid to his left. An artificial breeze carried polygonal leaves through the sky, they danced along with the low graphics bees. The small creatures were his proudest creation so far. He was learning so many interesting things from mum and dad! Queenie was in charge of design and rigging, she said that she personally rigged and designed his model. In his opinion she did a great job! The best ringmaster has to have the best model after all. His dad, Kinger, was in charge of the coding for the circus, the fundamentals, the backbone of the whole operation!
While they technically weren’t his parents by blood they were no less his parents by bond! They did everything together, they were constantly praising him and helping him grow into his role. They told him all sorts of interesting stories about the outside world, the world they lived in and were from! Even though he loved when they brought new tales about the outside world to him it was sometimes scary when they weren’t around. The other C&A employees weren’t always the nicest… They treated him like a robot. He wasn’t a robot, he was the most advanced AI to ever exist, Kinger told him so! That’s why he could think and could feel like those humans. Why wasn’t he treated like one?
Shaking those unpleasant thoughts from his head he looked over to his side. Big beautiful brown eyes gazed upon his two mismatched ones. They had that soft look in them, they sparkled and glowed with the colour of honey in the midday sunlight.
A soft laugh escaped the woman whose those beautiful eyes belonged to. She used her hands to push herself into a standing position before looking at the two below her.
“Alright boys, no need to go get sun burns with so much time left in the day. How about we head inside and get some lunch? Caine you can practice making food models and coding the taste. Me and Kinger will be the judges!” Her extended hand was nothing but welcoming and warm in nature. Only a fool wouldn’t accept an offer like that. With a firm grab he pulled himself out of the grass, already excited for some more lessons and quality time with his favorite people. Kinger himself had stood up as well, he positioned himself once again on Caine’s left side. With a comforting touch he grabbed Caine’s other hand. The small AI floated ever so slightly off the ground gently swinging from his parent’s hands.
The two monarchs were deep in conversation with each other, one would say a joke or something witty and the other would burst out into laughter. Caine himself occasionally made a remark or comment that caused the two elders to suddenly start cackling until tears formed at the edges of their eyes. Days like these where everything was just perfect made the darkest moment so much brighter. There was nothing he would rather be doing.
It really didn’t take too long to get to the circus tent. “We’re here! Let’s go on inside, I wanna get creating!” He was practically shouting in his excitement to begin learning new things with his favorite teachers. The two humans struggled to keep up with the animated AI. He was making large sweeping gestures as he described what he had plans to do. He specifically wanted to tackle sandwiches and salads today. All those pesky leaves and layers to the two dishes cause a lot of issues with collisions of the models.
“Well honey, I suppose some sandwiches and salads don’t sound too bad hmm?” Blue eyes stared into brown with nothing but adoration as Kinger posed his question.
His wife responded with the same level of love as her husband. “Anything for you honey, any dish with you would be the best I ever had.” Her hand cupped the back of Kinger’s neck. A cartoonish amount of blush appeared on his face as he could feel a vibrating heat spreading from the spot Queenie touched.
“Ah- ah well, that’s! Oh my~ I don’t think.. well whatever you want if you? I mean- if you are up for it of course sweetie!” His stuttering became more frantic as he attempted to not explode from the flirting that Queenie continued to target at him. His eyes became spirals as Queenie gave a gentle kiss to the side of his head before walking quickly to catch up with their son. He stood flustered for a second or two, blush still raging hot on his face. When he realized the other two left it had been a hot minute. At this point he had to run to catch up to his other family members.
The other two were sitting at a small table now. He joined them with a smile as he saw two sandwiches already sitting on plates. Caine seemed to be working on a salad currently, he was having some troubles with the sauce it seemed. Kinger of course, knew just how to help.
He strolled over to his love’s and his child’s sides. “Ah, here let me help Caine! Liquids can be sort of tricky sometimes. You see the problem here is that you are accidentally making it too thick. What we need to do here is…” Kinger continued ranting happily on as Caine worked on the salad sauce. Queenie looked contentedly on at her two boys bonding more.
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Caine jumped in excitement as he finally got every aspect of the salads perfect. Queenie and Kinger both gave it their seal of approval. After double checking that it was ready a small eating area was set up for the two lovebirds outside. Fireflies shone with a beautiful yellow light. The bugs danced underneath the moonlight in mesmerizing patterns. The meadow that the table was set up in was covered in blue flowers, a light breeze caused them and the grass to sway together.
The table itself was covered in a white tablecloth. A candle sat burning in the middle alongside a bouquet of dark red roses. Two plates of steak, salad, and roasted potato sat across from each other with a glass of red wine sitting alongside the plates. The table sat on top of a small wooden platform that was slightly elevated above the ground. Queenie sat in her chair across from Kinger with a seductive smile in her eyes. Kinger was somehow already blushing despite Queenie barely doing anything. On Queenie a beautiful red dress flowed over her figure. Kinger wore a dark purple suit with the occasional gold accent. It was the first date they had had in awhile.
Caine had been planning this with Queenie for a long time. She had revealed how tired and overwhelmed Kinger seemed nowadays. Caine just wouldn’t stand that! For as long as he was ringmaster he wouldn’t let his father or mother sit there and suffer when he had the abilities to help. It had taken awhile to get all the textures for the cloth right but it had been worth it in the end. The duo looked positively glowing in their new outfits. He had done good by them.
With caution he floated over to the pair. There was no need to spoil their evening but he had to double check they were having a good time. With a quiet clear of his throat he got their attention. “Uhm, hi! I just wanted to make sure you two were happy with the arrangements?” His gaze bounced between one pair of eyes to the next.
“Oh Caine, honey! This is wonderful. I knew it would be nice but you truly exceeded my expectations, I’m sure Kinger here agrees as well.” She looked over at him and he nodded with a soft smile in his eyes. “Yes, see? Even he agrees, it's truly spectacular!” She took another moment to look at all the beauty around them.
For some reason Caine had some anxiety in his core. The sudden urge to ask a question which he had no right to ask entered his mind. Maybe it was because he thought of them as his parents or maybe it was because they were calling him son but suddenly he found himself articulating his fear.
“Are you two going to leave me once this is done? Like when you are done training me and I’ve learned everything, are you just going to leave? After that will I ever see you again?” He really couldn’t help the pathetic question leave his mouth. After he was done speaking he looked to the side in shame. What right did he have to ask his creators such questions?
His anxiety was halted when a soft but firm hand grabbed his bottom jaw. He glanced over to see Kinger looking at him with something he could only describe as heartbroken eyes. His voice was gentle when he spoke. “Caine, me and Queenie will never ever leave you. We’ll always be here with you and for you. We aren’t joking when we say ‘son.’ You are our son now, okay?”
Caine couldn’t help the few tears that formed on his eyes when he heard his dad’s words. “Do you promise?” His voice cracked ever so slight when he spoke, unable to keep the emotion he felt out of his words.
It was Queenie who spoke this time, her voice was equally gentle. “Yes Caine, we promise. We’ll never leave you. I’ll always be by your side.”
Liar.
P.S. So funny thing about this chapter! It was originally only supposed to be part flashback but I got absorbed by fluff and Checkmate so yeah…
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First ever comic! Hope it doesn’t suck.
Based off of Nintendo 64 by alexgoffline
TW: Suicide mention/suicidal ideation
“I’d do anything for you.”
Reset AU Chapter 5: A Cracked Crown
Kinger really hoped his point was getting across. They could not make Caine understand them better by attacking him or by completely ignoring him. Two wrongs don’t make a right. Elementary school knowledge. They had to show him, truly show him what it meant to be human. Kinger was well aware of Caine’s limits. There were specific firewalls up just so that Caine was unable to feel the full spectrum of human emotions, he could feel dulled versions of them yes, but not at the capacity of a regular human. That combined with Caine practically being a god within this digital world guaranteed that he wouldn’t be able to understand the players within his circus.
It was an unfortunate irony that the limitations originally put in place to keep those within the circus safe now only cause them and their ringmaster more frustration. Hopefully that would all come to an end soon.
The other member’s reactions ranged from shocked to angry. To be more specific, Ragatha, Pomni, and Gangle were all shocked while Zooble immediately made their stance on the issue known.
“Kinger, what do you even mean by that? Break down barriers, taking away admin powers? Number one, how would we do that? Number two, why should we do that? I just- can you explain further?” Zooble did seem irritated but also confused, they obviously wanted him to elaborate.
He supposed that was fair, it was a new situation for all of them. “Okay I suppose some more context is needed. Caine has limitations on what he can feel emotionally. So for example, he can feel the basic emotions such as happiness, sadness, anger, and excitement. He can’t really feel anything beyond that. More complex emotions such as grief, betrayal, horror, hate, regret, and perhaps most importantly, love, he cannot feel. If we want Caine to truly understand us, to understand what it means to be human, he must be able to experience these feelings as well. They are fundamental to being human after all. Taking away his admin powers is necessary because well..” That one didn’t need much explaining. After all, how was a god supposed to empathize with humans?
Zooble’s brows were furrowed together, they were tapping an irregular rhythm on the plastic material that made up their left arm. They seemed to both be contemplating and still irritated. It was no problem, Kinger knew of their issues with Caine. Pomni also seemed to be in a deep state of contemplation, chewing on her lip as she sat there. The two other girls were reacting similarly to the jester. It seems like they were understanding it. There was only one more to talk to.
A soft voice spoke up. “I agree with this, but how are we going to make Caine more human? I doubt he’d just let us riffle through the settings of the circus…” Gangle’s comedy mask had been long broken, the tragedy on her face matching the lingering hopelessness in her voice. That poor girl couldn’t catch a break. Maybe he should talk to her later to see what was the matter.
“I have a basic plan outlined, there will need to be tweaks to it since when I first came up with this idea the circus was… much different.” His ever wandering mind brought up memories of a different time, one he just recently could recall. The period of time after Scratch had abstracted was a dark era. Focus, this is not the time for recollection. “May I suggest that we move to my pillow fort? My lucidity seems to be slipping a slight amount.”
“Oh Kinger! Of course, we probably should have thought of that. Here, let me help you.” Ragatha’s soft hands grabbed onto his arm to help lead him to his pillow fort. It was important that he was lucid for this.
Every member of the meeting all got up and headed over along with the doll and king. Once everyone was situated within the fort and the entrance was closed Kinger removed the bucket from his head. He felt around until he found the small switch that turned on some very dim fairy lights. They were enough light to be able to make out basic shapes and expressions but not take away his awareness.
“The most important part is that we must obviously make Caine unaware of what we are doing. The area we need to access is behind the stage curtains, not particularly difficult to find but if we venture there Caine will definitely find out, there is an automatic alarm system to alert his Wacky Watch. We will need a specific person to be able to heavily distract him enough to where they can remove the watch either without him noticing or by doing it with his consent.” He assessed the general mood of the cast again. They all seemed to be following along quite well.
“Once that is done me and one other person will venture beyond the curtains and into the developers room in order to try and dismantle the firewall and get rid of Caine’s admin abilities.”
“Wait!” He looked over to Pomni who had interrupted his speech. She seemed to have a question. “Try and dismantle the firewall? So this plan isn’t foolproof? What happens if we don’t succeed?” The jester seemed quite nervous. She had just begun to fully settle into the circus but he supposed the ‘Escape the Circus’ adventure had greatly diminished any progress she had made.
“It’s true, this plan is not foolproof. There are risks involved but it is still the best option. If we don’t succeed, I can’t guarantee anything but most likely everything will simply go back to what it was. But we will not allow that, we will succeed, for the good of us and anyone else who enters the circus in the future.” A look of new determination washed across the faces of those gathered. He could physically see each member straightening their back and pushing aside their nervousness. They weren’t just doing this for themselves,they were doing it for potentially dozens of future circus members.
“This other part of the plan is just as important as the dismantling part. Everyone else should try and contain Caine somewhere where he won’t get hurt once his admin powers are gone. For example if he is far up in the air he could fall and get injured. Or if he is alone in an area of the circus you have to teleport to he might get stuck and panic, etcetera.” The final part of the plan, the most important part. He leveled his sight at each person in the room one by one. “Then, we will talk with Caine, we will show him what it means to be human. We will help him understand.” Various agreements echoed around him. Great, now time for the last person to convince. Jax was extremely important to the plan. He could put a good act on whenever needed and would be very important in retrieving the wacky watch.
He explained Jax’s importance to those gathered, he himself could not go out to convince the rabbit due to his memory issues and lucidity. Neither did he want to force the role of convincing Jax onto someone who did not enjoy his company. At first no one chose to speak up to volunteer which was expected. No one here was on good terms with the volatile prankster. Many of them Jax has abused and harassed. Luckily for him one voice spoke up.
“I’ll do it. I will convince him.” Pomni regarded Kinger with a resolved stare. Kinger searched her face for a second before nodding. This girl would not give up, just what he needed.
“I believe in you Pomni, you are strong. After Jax is convinced we may continue discussing the finer details of the plan.” Pomni nodded at Kinger before exiting the fort to look for the bunny boy. The others all said their goodbyes before leaving as well. Each left with a new sense of hope. They had a plan, they had a potential future.
Kinger sat for a second before turning off the fairy lights. He stared into the pitch black, waiting. It didn’t take long before he swore he could feel it staring back. Familiar coloured eyes popped into his memory. A feeling of regret and grief coursed through him. It had been too long since he had seen her. He hoped she was comfortable.
His hands tightened at his side as he shut his eyes, he reclined his head until it leaned against the pillowy wall. “Don’t worry honey, we’ll meet again soon. I won’t break my promise. I’ll make sure we are reunited.”
It felt as though the darkness responded.
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Also what’s this? CHAPTER ART?? IN THIS ECONOMY???
My entry to Brew’s art contest! He’s doing a funny bunny cover of Harvey. It’s premiering tomorrow February first!
P.S I do not ship funny bunny so if you’re here for that this might not be the place for you. Also as always click for higher quality
Me because finals are finally over but I’m completely exhausted physically and mentally:
For Valentine’s Day I’m planning on drawing a few ships, which ones should I draw?
Moon X Caine
Caine X Pomni
Caine X Kinger
Caine X Zooble
Pomni X Ragatha
Ragatha X Ribbit
Kinger X Queenie
Zooble X Gangle
Gangle X Pomni
Ribbit X Jax
Sun X Moon
Caine X Bubble
I am a multishipper and while I don’t ship some of these, most of these are the ships I ship and am most comfortable with! You can also suggest ships in the comments and if I find them cool enough I might draw them as well! (No funny bunny, sorry not sorry I really don’t see them together.) Disrespect of any ships will not be tolerated, be it mine or someone else’s.