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Hey fellas.
I made a sideblog specifically so I can blab about my OCs and fics and stuff without it getting buried under all the unrelated stuff that I reblog over here. It's still brand new as of when I'm making this post, so don't expect much going in.
Sideblog where I sometimes yap about my characters and fanfics.
Okay, seeing as I've recently had almost no time nor opportunity to yap about my OCs, I reckon Imma change this to be a blog where I just yap about whatever
wtf this is MY timeloop u can't be in here
Yeah, yeah. You said that last loop.
and I'll say it again get the FUCK OUTTA MY LOOP!!!
mariza magma dump with @sleepyeule bc she keeps lezzing out on her island
drawing island moments :p
drawing island moments :p
Im finally gonna do it. im gonna listen to epic the musical. Im gonna do it soon even
if nothing happens. today
used to live in a college town that was huge on sports. 80% of small talk was sportsball and so i developed an Evil Habit: whenever the conversation inevitably turned to the upcoming Big Game i would act excited and then confused. I would earnestly insist they had the details wrong. "the game next Saturday? don't you mean the Thursday after? playing against the [predator species]? no we're playing against the [other predator species]." And so on. i would draw this argument out for as long as feasibly possible, until eventually someone would pull out their phone to prove to me my wrongness. At which point I would squint exaggeratedly at the screen, slap my forehead in an eureka moment, and exclaim "oh you meant the MEN'S team!!! are they doing a game? that's nice."
Finally home, and Jojo threw herself directly at my face
Visual depiction soon when I am awake
Was I gone that long?
introject that character to learn cool new facts about them that did not appear in the original story
that time in high school when my computer died and i was so deeply distraught i legit wrote an entire obituary for a laptop
Where is the obit Gaud, come on don’t hold out on us
i had to dig so deep through old backup files to find this, enjoy!
RIP (In loving, random access memory)
After a long illness, my beloved laptop, 3, while surrounded by family and tech support, succumbed in the night to an internal error. My laptop leaves behind one bereaved admin (me), an estranged guest user, an elderly warranty and a large extended family of synced mobile devices and browser bookmarks. Friends, we are gathered in this subdomain today to honor the memory, both RAM and hard drive, volatile and non-volatile, and mourn the data loss of a beloved digital companion. Caches to caches, rust to rust. Though its hard drive may be wiped, its chassis refurbished, and its processor sold for scrap, its torrent downloads and browser history will live on in our hearts, and eventually come back to haunt me.
Caches to caches, rust to rust
I am sorry for your data loss
I am sorry.
It must have been a lot to process.
another one bytes the dust
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Anyone else wondering what the obituary was written on if the computer had gone toward the blue-screen light?
don’t for a second think i’d reblog this without letting my followers know that
What if the Mystery Man sprite was never even meant to be Gaster, and that's who's behind the trees in Deltarune giving eggs.
Mystery Man was presumably a scrapped idea from Undertale, but his appearance in the final version became:
A room, hidden between two other rooms, highly unlikely to be found unless specifically sought out, in which he doesn't have any spoken lines. Just a lone, mysterious, smiling man, who upon interaction disappears in an instant.
Just an Easter Egg.
What if, in a lost iteration of Undertale, this Mystery Man spoke? What if he had a story? A personality? A script to follow and a part in its world?
We'll never know, because we replaced him.
We imprinted interconnected assumptions onto the man's identity. The Mystery Man - the TRUE Mystery Man - is no longer just a mystery, but entirely forgotten. Forgotten by Undertale. Forgotten by Deltarune. Forgotten by us, a world of players and fans who could have known him proper.
Forgotten, sometimes, by himself.
Only in Chapter 3's Egg Room, when he's in a world so far back in time that he can speak - an unfinished world, amongst other forgotten relics - does he reveal things about himself and his demeanour.
He's not an angel. He's not a demon. He's not some mad scientist stretched between the fabric of time and space.
He's just a man.
Jovial, playful, somewhat confused, and smiling.
He lost his identity, and his sprite was ripped from him, given to some unknown metaphysical scientist in a layer of reality he can't perceive.
Now, he hides behind the tree.
He waits for us. Keeping himself alive, what little he can, for as long as he can.
Not too important. Not too unimportant.
Just an Easter Egg.
day one of having a fandom mutual: you like The Character too? no way!
day three hundred of having a fandom mutual: The Character probably gets vivisected recreationally. no doubt
also im sorry that youve never had an emotionally intense friendship that confused other people including you and the other person. its really thrilling. hope you can experience it some day
tumblr is (rightfully!) horny for trains but i need you to understand buses can be just as sexy as train transport. sexier even! if this sounds fake it's because the bus systems you've interacted with have been purposefully hobbled by bad funding/management. i promise well-run bus transit is SO fucking hot actually start panting
the next day after exerting myself too much because i felt good for once
cultures that do an afternoon nap are OBJECTIVELY CORRECT and the world should be learning from them
you've heard of the spanish siesta now get ready for places like Vietnam where it's commonplace to see workers pull out a mattress & take an afternoon nap on the office/store floor. very powerful way to roll. give kindergarten-style naptime BACK to the people ✊
