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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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taylor price
we're not kids anymore.

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@depressive-amplifying
O, the blood and the treasure And then losing it all The time that we wasted And the place where we fall Will we wake in the morning And know what it was all for? Up in our bedroom after the war
Transistor Writer Reveals All! (Mostly)
I was fortunate enough to glean bits of information from Greg Kasavin (the writer of Transistor and Bastion) on Twitter by being gutsy enough to pester him. The mysterious writer was happy to oblige me, even though he delighted in being vague. Here are the questions and answers from our talks:
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W̨h̡̢y ͢h̷̢͝e͡ ̡̀͡w͏͢o̢͏ų̴l̀d͜ ̸̕͠ļ͝e̡͠av͏e͘ ̧̧͘ḿ͞͡e ͢m̀͘͢e͟͝ m̛҉͏e̸ ͘me͏̸ ̷̕͜m̶̧̀e̵̢
This is the only thing that I can hope to do. I don’t have any... offensive capabilities, but maybe this will slow this down.
Vᴏɪᴅ() Hᴀʀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪsʀᴜᴘᴛ ɴᴇᴀʀʙʏ ᴛᴀʀɢᴇᴛs. Sᴛᴀᴄᴋs ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇs. Tᴀʀɢᴇᴛ ᴡᴇᴀᴋᴇɴᴇᴅ: 175%
… Is that you, Sybil?
We all knew you liked Red’s music, but isn’t this taking it a bit far?
MY BODY IS WILTING TO ATOMS,
AND MY TASTE OF MUSIC SEEMS TO BE THE ONLY PARTICULAR THING YOU CARE MOST FOR?
No. It isn’t. But this creation seems to say something about your particular mental and… physical state.
We failed, Sybil. I’m sorry about that. I don’t know how I can help you, if I ever could in the first place.
EVEN IF YOU COULD, I KNOW YOU WOULDN’T.
WHY WOULD SOMEONE LIKE YOU DO ANYTHING IF THERE WERE NO REWARD?
We were friends once, Sybil. Comrades. In service to a greater cause that I knew, that we all knew wouldn’t help us at all but would require great sacrifices for the good of Cloudbank.
But I don’t suppose that you would believe that or remember it, now, in your current state. Everything is null and Vᴏɪᴅ() now, isn’t it?
What kind of Hᴇʟᴘ() do you want, Sybil?
… Is that you, Sybil?
We all knew you liked Red’s music, but isn’t this taking it a bit far?
MY BODY IS WILTING TO ATOMS,
AND MY TASTE OF MUSIC SEEMS TO BE THE ONLY PARTICULAR THING YOU CARE MOST FOR?
No. It isn’t. But this creation seems to say something about your particular mental and... physical state.
We failed, Sybil. I’m sorry about that. I don’t know how I can help you, if I ever could in the first place.
... Is that you, Sybil?
We all knew you liked Red’s music, but isn’t this taking it a bit far?
Heya! This is a new rp blog for RED from Supergiant’s Transistor. Even though the blog is still under construction, I want to see more people on my dash so please like or reblog this if you’re interested and I’ll check out your blog!
I would have expected you, of all people, to be a bit more discerning in who you choose to let into your lives. Especially after the incident at the Empty Set.
((Hey, im just starting this stuff up so))
((Like/reblog if you are a transistor RP blog.))
((Also wouldnt mind just some transistor blogs to follow))
boys meowing soulfully
praise our cat lord amen
playing this at my funeral
FUCK ME SOFTLY WITH A CHAINSAW
oh sweet jesus christ on a fucking cracker
I like how the blond kid is taking this very seriously and is all solemn And the other kid is trying v. hard not to laugh
starter?
Hmm.
It's an unfortunate fact of life that when one owns a cat, one will always inevitably look like an idiot in the course for caring for it. Cats do the darndest things, like getting themselves stuck in trees, getting lost and wriggling into the furthest reaches of a dark crevasse.
And yet, we continue to love them.
In the streets just near Bracket Towers, strolling with nonchalant annoyance amongst the sparse crowd, is a young man. Some would recognize him as the culture and current events editor for the OVC, and might even have seen him at said cultural current events doing his job.
He very clearly wasn't doing his job now, pausing every so often to call out a name. He sounded like he would very much like to swear, but his upbringing and the company he kept very much prevented him from doing so.
Unfortunately.
After a few long minutes, Asher Kendrall sits down on a bench and stares at the OVC terminal just across the street. His face is almost twisted into an expression of worried exasperation.
Just almost, though.
Anyone think Asher’s cat is a bit… Strange?
No less strange than other cats.
please reblog this post if you adore crossovers and AUs, i want to know just how many people love throwing their muse into situations they would never experience in their canon verse
Send me a symbol and I'll tell you how to...
❤ - win my muse’s heart
♡ - make my muse melt
❦ - instantly turn my muse on
✯ - make my muse cry
ツ - make my muse laugh/smile
☓ - guilt trip my muse
⁇ - get any information you want out of my muse
✎ - negotiate with my muse
☠ - hurt my muse
☤ - kill my mu
Thanks.
I have been told that this wonderful individual does a proud service to our city, although I cannot attest to their effectiveness. Due to not having had experience with them.