That Mad Clown

Literally just reblogging stuff

[citrusattack]

The Mario Galaxy Movie is just another Despicable Me/Minion movie wearing a hat

[novahazard24]

get your medals everyone

[pointless-achievements]

cosigned, good work everyone, have your bricks at the ready when they try it again.

[citrusattack]

I love this unmonetizable hellscape - well done everyone

[uraharashouten]

From Klub Outside:

2024.09.30

Q678. 過去篇でひよ里が浦原の股間を蹴り上げた時、あまりの痛さ(固さ？)に悶絶していましたが、あれは袴の下に何を仕込んでいたのでしょうか？ A678. 鉄ふんどしです。

Q678. In the past arc, when Hiyori kicked Urahara in the groin, she writhed in agony (due to hardness?) because of how painful it was. What was he wearing under his hakama?

A678. It was an iron fundoshi (loincloth).

Well... now we know. I'm disappointed Kisuke wasn't using some specialized kidō.

[hymnism]

help me

[kennylogins]

[undeadentropy]

[sour-charity]

[thestuffedalligator]

If a fantasy setting has both fantasy races like dwarves, elves, and halflings and contractible vampirism, I think vampire dwarves, vampire elves and vampire halflings should have their own bespoke weaknesses and powers from human vampires.

Vampire dwarves burn in pure darkness and must always carry a lit candle. Vampire elves can turn into owls. The only way to kill a vampire halfling is to feed it a soup it loved in life. Etc

[thestuffedalligator]

My attention has been brought to a 3.5E Ravenloft book that included the statblocks for dwarf, elf, and halfling vampires. Some highlights:

Dwarf vampires can merge with solid stone. They cannot enter any structure made of wood, and can only be killed by a stalactite through the heart.

Any plant touched by an elf vampire withers and dies. They cannot cross a line of flower petals, and if they hear music they have to stop and listen to it.

Halfling vampires can turn into "a cloud of pleasantly aromatic pipe tobacco." They cannot enter a room with a fire lit in the hearth or any room that smells strongly of pipeweed.

[mask131]

Adding the tags: #ravenloft#vampires#a lot of the rules around them are basically#‘they can only be killed with a ___ through the heart and can summon ___ during battle’#with the blanks being different things for each race#however. some of the surrounding details are very fun

[wavily]

fluffy shrinky shrinky owl I WANT TEN

[wavily]

Oswald head cannon

[gabbyp09]

[depsidase]

[glixbitch]

Facebook: we analysed your entire internet history, tracked your location and took a deep dive into your personal relationships, and we’ve decided to recommend you this specific conditioner that you also saw in your local Tesco two days ago, aint that neat!

Tumblr: HEY sHITHEAD *slurring words* how would you like to buy  *throws dart* a gym membership for your *spins wheel* pARROT

[wonderlanddreamer]

[youre-only-gay-once]

"you can use ai to improve spelling and grammar"

[purgaytorysupremacy]

if you’re wondering why spellcheck and grammar check is worse now, it’s because they replaced it with AI! 🥰

now, instead of maintaining a comprehensive, nuanced, and human-maintained encyclopedia by which to check your document, they have switched to an AI that just compares what you’ve written to what other people write in, say, Google Docs, and use the most commonly used iteration.

ever have it change something like “all intents and purposes” to “all intensive purposes” or “should’ve” to “should of”? that’s why!

people make the same spelling and grammar mistakes so often, AI thinks that’s the way you say it because it is a PATTERN DETECTOR and cannot THINK let alone use language.

[youre-only-gay-once]

"you can use ai to improve spelling and grammar"

[wavily]

Romeo and Juliet- Act 5, scene 3

[wavily]

I think Break has a really bad track record with her so far?

[unfriendlyamazon]

WIP Game

tagged by @moonogre for this thank you!!

Rules: you will be given a word. Then you share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that starts with each letter of your word.

My word was GLANCE

g.

Ghidora roared in response. Joey looked up at the honengame, eager face and bright eyed, not a hint of irony in his expression.

"Uh,” Jounouchi said with a laugh. Ayakashi really did care only about food.

l.

“Listen–” Tristan started, and his mouth snapped shut when the waiter arrived with the bill. Kaiba held out a black card without a glance. “I don’t have to take this shit from you.”

“No,” Kaiba said, signing his name across the bottom line, and he smiled up at him. “But we’ll see how you feel when I’m doing the whipping.”

a.

“Aw, come on, Jounou.” The familiar nickname slipped from Hirutani’s mouth like oil. “We used to talk shit like that all the time.”

“We aren’t friends,” Jounouchi said. “Just because we used to be–”

His breath hitched in his throat. Categorizing his relationship with Hirutani was another spiny barb trailing blood from his heel. He’d been equal parts comforter and tormentor. How many times had Jounouchi done everything for him, just to leave with the taste of blood and spit and worse in his mouth.

n.

“Nobu,” Kaiba Seto scoffed in Japanese as the hotel manager put in the combination for the vault door. “We fly to the other side of the world for sushi. We could at least get decent steak.”

“It’s an impressive name,” Noa answered with a scowl. “Our business associates will be wowed enough by that. It’s not always about what you want, Seto.”

c.

California sunshine had warmed her complexion, and her dark hair fell down her back, the ends dip dyed with a dark blue. She’d never matched Seto in height, still standing a shoulder below him, which for most of their crew was still a head above anyone else. She grinned at the greeting party and elbowed her brother.

e.

Each shattered glass burst with more flames, and Jounouchi shouted every time Seto smashed one, tossing his arms up in wonder. The entirety of the structure burned now, the fire pulsing around it as one great thing. Seto fell backwards into the sand and spread his arms out, still laughing. Destruction remained his finest asset. Like the sword doing the delicate cut work on his dinner, he had a singular tool, and he would wield it to his best.

i think everyone i know has been tagged but just in case @rainbowwinedemon @cloudslexapro @nyanbinaryrose @rainstormcolors @splenderai and that word will be WALTZ

[rainbowwinedemon]

heheheh i’ll try with waltz

(finding a word starting with Z was a pain so ill just put a word that has it)

when he walks into the kitchen to introduce himself to the chefs there, Kaiba is standing in front of the counter

and Jounouchi clutches the bottle in his hand and bites his tongue

Like his siblings, he’s also tall, a bit on the lanky side but still carrying himself with that I-am-rich attitude

to ask for a rematch because he feels like he got played; he’s always been a sore loser, and even a sorer winner

Gozaburo just smirks when Kaiba makes the swing and scores

tagging @alectoperdita @moonogre and @unfriendlyamazon AGAIN to keep the game going

[moonogre]

WIP GAME (again)

Thanks @rainbowwinedemon! I’ll go with WALTZ. I don’t have something for Z so I’ve copied your trick.

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“Well,” Jonouchi said, looking around and pointing at a rapidly forming spore bloom that had begun to swallow the far corner of the room. “I… don’t wanna know what that is and… there aren’t any doors or windows? So, my vote’s on the hole.” He laughed despite himself and looked over at Kaiba, who did not share in his good humour, returning his gaze with a face as serious as stone.

As if on command, Red Eyes lifted itself onto its hind legs and with one mighty beat of its wings, vaulted itself into the air.

Love endures always: her wit, willfulness and creative spirit remain with her two sons, Seto and Mokuba, and her devoted husband—

Tiny droplets roved past his sightline, glittering like jewels. His face was wet. Was he crying…?

Something about limits. Asymptotes. Infinity stretching toward zero. Something about how a thing could move closer and closer toward a destination without ever quite getting there. Seemed familiar.

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💌: Tagging @agirlnamedbone @cloudslexapro @kaijudragon @ladydraculena @lor210 @sturionic @thenervebible

Rules: you will be given a word. Then you share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that starts with each letter of your word.

New word is FACTS! Also don’t be shy if you have original fiction or poetry or essays to share (but only if you want to!) 💘

[sturionic]

OOOO WIP GAME 🕺

Rules: you will be given a word. Then you share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that starts with each letter of your word.

Thanks so much for the tag @moonogre 💚💚

~

“Five seconds,” KI-SA said - this time not through Kaiba's earpiece, but through the server room intercom. “Shall I begin the countdown to detonation?” ~

Another low groan echoed down the hallway, closer this time, halting them all in their tracks. With that freakish, rattling groan came a familiar smell - the smell of death. Of ancient death. Whatever this thing was, it had been rotting for longer than anything should naturally rot, not allowed to wither into bones like most dead organisms, trapped in a permanent stage of advanced decay. Ah, Anzu thought. This is where it gets scary.

~

Caro. The pulsing sense of dread is a crush against my lungs. If I breathe she will know I am here. If I move even the tiniest muscle, she will explode screaming from the air in front of me, reach into my chest and rip out my beating heart, and I will spend my endless last seconds watching her eat it whole. I have never seen her, but I can see her. She is so thin as to be insubstantial, with wisps of lank hair clinging to sallow skin stretched over her skull. Her eyes are the infinite gaps between stars.

~

Teba eased off again, very deliberately turning his visual focus back to the target and away from Kaiba, like playing out a fishing line to give a needed bit of conversational slack. Kaiba both appreciated it and hated that a bird man from another dimension was deftly handling him like some kind of zoological expert.

~

Suddenly their banter had come to an end, replaced by a tense, fraught stillness. They looked at each other for a long moment. Neither wanted to move forward, but they couldn’t go back. So they sat, paralyzed, letting that name hover mirage-like in the air between them. “Atem,” Honda repeated.

💥PING PING PING💥 @xokiddo @brettanomycroft @dxmichelle @the-evil-authoress @desisailormoon your word is: HAUNT

[meda-princess]

Rules: you will be given a word. Then you share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that starts with each letter of your word.

Thanks, Elly~ ❤️

Magi nonsesne is the wip of the day.

~

He smashes the matryoshka doll at his feet with the end of his staff and knocks the pieces off the side of the cliff. Below the village lies in ruins; smoke rises from fires that have yet to die, charred and broken bodies left to rot on blood soaked sand. Or perhaps carrion birds will get to the corpses first. Yunan doesn’t have time to bury them.

~

A child had been crammed in that barrel with the man? How was there even room for both of them? Can’t be much more than a toddler. Raven hair like a starless night tumbles across the child’s shoulder, woven into a braid to match his…parent? The pair don’t even look the same ethnicity.

~

Uncle? Even if this guy isn’t the kid’s birth father, it’s still an odd choice for the person acting in that role. Although so is calling your kid ‘ward’. “There he is! See, I told you, he’d come back.”

“First time for everything,” Yunan murmurs, catching Judar in tight hold, arms trembling. Really, Sinbad’s gotta wonder how this anxious wreck of a man ended up taking care of a kid of all things. He looks entirely unprepared for it.

~

Nothing sticks, nothing feels right, the weight of giving this tiny life an identity too great. A name is important, after all. How is it that he is now the one responsible for something so important, that he has the right to label a person who hasn’t even yet fully come into personhood.

~

The reaction is immediate, the intensity of that gaze abruptly focused on Yunan. To be honest, that intensity has begun to frighten him. Perhaps the decision is irresponsible, but all hatchlings must eventually leave the nest.

“Go on then.” Yunan hoists Judar into the air, letting his magic take hold. “Go have your own grand adventure. Live it to the fullest.”

~

No tags because I barely exist here and idk who does anymore. Oh wait. @lana7779! ❤️ Your word is: BREAK 😏

[lana7779]

WIP Game

tagged by @meda-princess , thank you thank you, the honour!!

My word was BREAK 😏

Taken from my massive ot3 fic!

B- “Because!” Break remembered all the times he’s asked Gilbert about how things were at the Nightrays. How he’d blush and his eyes light up when he talked about Vincent. In his younger years because he realized he had a brother. In his older years because he found a partner. “You may not see it, but Gilbert cares about you. And he is truly happy to be with you and to have you by his side.”

~

R- Realizing that Vincent was of no use right now, and the fire becoming an increasingly real danger to both of them, Break decided it was time to do something about this whole mess. “Enough!” He called out, slamming his cane against the floor. “Mad Hatter!”

~

E- “Excuse me?” Both the commander and Vincent turned confused and incredulous looks respectively towards the Mad Hatter. 

“Sir, with all due respect, Dormouse cannot participate in this mission. He’s still unwell and recovering from the previous one.” Break tried to placate the commander.

“Hatter!?” Vincent hissed. Murmurs broke out throughout the rest of the agents. 

~

A- "Anyone would be angry at having their secrets spilled," Break interrupted nonchalantly, not phased at all by the idea that Vincent might harbour negative feelings towards him. He then side eyed Gil, recognizing that while he himself might be undisturbed by Vincent’s anger, his partner and brother might be. "I hope I didn't ruin anything between you."

~

K- “~Kill!?~” It brought up its blades in front of its face. 

Vincent sighed. “Yes, kill. Now, come on…”

“~You better not lie to me…~” Demios gave in and disappeared. 

The Dormouse only grumbled in his mind. “*He’s a liar, I know he is.*”

‘Shut up!’ Vincent scolded it. 

~

Tagging: @baskervillepilled, @citrusattack and @elarth (because I love all your wips and want to see more, hehehe)

Rules: you will be given a word. Then you share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that starts with each letter of your word.

Your word is: CANDY !

Have fun!!!

[citrusattack]

Alrighty! Thanks for the tag Lana!

I got CANDY:

-- C: (Bleach WIP I haven't worked on in a while, but I do intend to finish - Aizen's betrayal happens sooner so the timeline is a bit wonky)

Closing his eyes Jyuushiro shifted to lean his head on Kyouraku’s shoulder. “There were three Arrancar here. Two got away.” He shifted to hunch over and cough harshly, blood staining his fingers as he slumped back.

“Better that than they killed you,” Kyouraku soothed. “I’m glad you’re okay.”

“You were worried about me,” Jyuushiro accused. “I’m not gonna die that easily.”

“Good, because I’m not gonna let you.”

-- A: (Naruto - Itachi and Kisame take Naruto while he and Jiraiya are looking for Tsunade)

A loud crash sounded from inside. Startling, Naruto whirled to face the building.

“I’d guess he found her,” Itachi said in reply to the unasked question.

“How’d you figure that?”

He shrugged, “Her bingo book entry lists her as ‘flee on sight’. When two immovable objects meet, everything around Tsunade and Kisame stands to get destroyed.” Pushing away from the wall, Itachi turned to stride around the side of the building towards the commotion, a concerned Naruto following at a distance.

Finding Kisame’s chakra, Itachi paused and took a step back, stretching his good arm out to halt Naruto. “Huh? What n-AAAH!” Naruto yelped as the wall before them gave way, Kisame tumbling out and skidding across the dirt. “Kisame!”

-- N: (Pandora Hearts - Break is a full member of the Rainsworth Dukedom rather than a servant)

“No, it’s fine, thank you.” Fumbling for his sword cane, Xerxes eased himself to his feet and accepted Thomas’s offered hand to exit the carriage.

“Are you well, Xerxes-sama?”

“I suspect I’ve just been over-exerting myself,” he dismissed with a forced smile. He normally didn’t need to lean on the cane, but now Xerxes found himself doing just that as he waved off further help from Thomas, thanked him for the journey and padded into the manor. By chance, Xerxes passed Shelly’s old lady-in-waiting, Ana, and asked her to bring an ice pack up to his room.

-- D: (Pandora Hearts AU where Gilbert becomes Glen (No Tragedy))

"Do you have a sibling?"

The little blonde haired girl beside the man blinked owlishly, cocking her head at Gilbert then twisted to look at her companion. "Do you know this man, Kevin?"

"Not at all, Miss," Kevin responded, shaking his head at her. More roughly he said to Gilbert, "I'm an only child. I'd ask that you not bother us any more, sir."

-- Y: (Bleach AU where Starrk and Lilynette end up in the human world at the series start)

"You know where their home is?" said Ichigo with a flutter of his eyelids.

Groaning Rukia rubbed her forehead. "Yes, and you know way too much for a human," she griped. "How long have you been able to see spirits?"

"All my life." Ichigo turned to Tatsuki, "So who's the annoying pipsqueak and why are you in that get up?"

"She said she was a Shinigami," Tatsuki explained. "They help souls pass on apparently and fight Hollows?"

"Yeah I've heard about them," he confirmed at Tatsuki's furrowed eyebrows. "Starrk said he doesn't trust them an inch because they're not on friendly terms, basically."

"Makes sense. Anyway. She got hurt trying to help Orihime, so leant me her powers. At the moment I'm still stuck with them so she snuck in as a transfer student to coach me through doing her job part-time. These weirdos," she said pointing Starrk and Lilynette, "Were outside the school gate."

Eyes widening with understanding, Ichigo explained, "That's where I meet them for training. They don't usually come here."

Throughout the humans' exchange Rukia had been getting more agitated, muttering under her breath, "Oh I am so screwed!"

--

Oh god it's been a hot minute since I've checked in with fellow writers, um... tagging @emily-nightray and @huntingpages

Rules: you will be given a word. Then you share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that starts with each letter of your word.

Your word is: BADGE

[nun-rocol4678]

[lolipoptheclown]

If The Character won't let me stop thinking about them during class then they better make themselves useful and help me with my fucking math