Herro, folks! Iβm Mary(back), and these are my husbands!
β¨οΈβ¨οΈSPARKLES EVERYWHEREβ¨οΈβ¨οΈ
(Drop your HUSBANDOS & WAIFUS! I'm so curious!)
If youβre wondering who the heck I amβ¦ well! Nobody, really.
This is literally my very first post after... AGES andβ¦ uh, here it is, I guess? π
Anyway.. back to being slightly serious. Iβd love it if some of you dropped a comment telling me who your husbandos or waifus are. Iβm curious, and it sounds fun to play along with the whole thing~
PS: If you canβt have fun and take things lightly, move along. And if youβre here just to stir the potβ¦ well, fork yourself. Iβll block you faster than a bullet. LOL.
PPS: My English isnβt exactly top-notch, so sorry for any disasters that slip out π€·π»ββοΈ
I'll post something sometime, I think.. this account has been inactive for too long..π
sometimes you wonder if there's still a place for Boothill among the living, when everything about him screams otherwise.
his reflexes are calculated, mechanical in their speed β from the tilt of his head to the draw of his revolver. you catch it in the sharpness of his movements, in how his body reacts before he even clocks the source of a sound or spots a threat.
in rare moments of stillness, he freezes like a machine powered down. he can sit motionless for hours.
when Boothill stares at you for too long, you can catch that cold, artificial gleam in his eyes, like a mechanism locked onto its target. he doesn't blink. in those stretches of unblinking, unwavering attention, he doesn't look alive at all. more like a doll that never stops watching you with that eerie, glassy stare.
Boothill doesn't eat. barely sleeps. it's strange cooking dinner for one, knowing he's right there in the next room and won't so much as look at a plate.
but if he's a dead man, he's the most restless one you've ever met. his emotions run too wild, spread too fast β like a prairie fire. anger, fury, grief β it all shows, raw and vivid, across every sharp line of his face. and the moment he lets out a full-throated laugh, every last thought of him being some soulless machine crumbles to dust.
he's loud in every sense of the word β not just his voice, but the sweeping gestures, the filthy jokes barely veiled behind his synesthesia beacon filters, the way he'll shamelessly prop his boots up on the table even somewhere decent, then cackle his head off when you try to knock them down.
you remember the way he wrinkles his nose in disgust if his drink isn't strong enough, or how he huffs through his teeth when something won't go his way.
when the blues get him, he sulks off to the side, lips pressed tight and brows drawn low, until you come over and kiss the storm clouds away. lost in thought, he hums or whistles some jaunty tune under his breath, tapping out the beat with his heel.
and if the song's good enough, he'll yank you up to dance without a second thought, goofing around on the makeshift dance floor that is your kitchen, spinning you through pirouettes until your head swims.
and above all else β youβre not sure the dead are supposed to feel anything at all. but Boothill loves you so fiercely, so recklessly, so devotedly, that sometimes it feels like you never truly knew what it meant to be loved until him.
Gilgamesh is one of the very few blond characters I actually like... (Aesthetically, I mean. Because personality-wise, and pretty much everything else, he deserves to be thrown under a train lol)
Those red eyes... ahhh... like, they're the only reason!
I was so excited about this interaction... until Furbhill said that one single word... /α β₯ Λ β₯γ
Well... (if we're treating it as canon), I guess this still suggests that Boothill wasn't actually present in Planarcadia, at least not before the penultimate part of the story: "The Lethe Below the Living"... (At most, the Fate events take place shortly before or slightly during that stretch?)
Otherwise, it wouldn't make any damn sense for Ashveil to have involved a Furbo that looks like Boothill... He's the one who arranged the meeting, after all... so I'd say he wanted to make Lancer happy. β‘
...Or the writers of this game just suck a little, lol
Yep! I made it so you can use the parts without the text, making them easier to turn into GIFs or use for other edits. So feel free to download the video if you'd like. β‘
So I've already seen this one pointed out, but in the new CG, Boothill's older human form doesn't really match what people thought it should. Of course it could just be neglect on Hoyo's part like I've seen speculated, but personally? With the other lore we got from this patch, combined with some of the stuff we already had, I'd love to think there is a possibility that is way, WAY more fun.
(fun for me and all the other whump enjoyers, anyway, RIP Boothill fjkasjkdj)
In Boothill's lc, we see him in the middle of his surgery where he threw away his flesh and bone body for steel and cybernetics. We know it was The Big Surgery and not just like some sort of tune up or modification because of the description attached to the lc:
Which is where a lot of the dissonance comes in, because in this lc, Boothill's hair is much, much longer than in the cg.
And as someone who also has super long hair, I can tell you that it would take like. Multiple years to grow it out to this length.
There's also the fact that these cybernetic arms don't even match, the lc is the one that looks like our Boothill does now. And there's no reason for Boothill's shirt to be ripped up and in tatters like that; it even states he takes off his clothes before the lc surgery. If it were a matter of Hoyo needing to censor nudity, there were plenty of other methods they could have used that would make more sense, like a hospital gown, a blanket, surgical partition, etc
When will I get to see Boothill with all his scars, Hoyo, when, quit cockblocking me!!! OTL
But there was also another piece of new lore this patch that hit me like a fuckin' brick- the fact that Boothill was tortured by the IPC.
He just drops this out of nowhere! Just says it and then moves right along!! BABY, PLEASE. I WANNA KNOW MORE SO GODDAMN BAD.
But anyway as Hydrachea pointed out to me, this means the torture definitely had to happen before the lc surgery, because being whipped with a belt soaked in saltwater (fucking OUCH) wouldn't work on someone with metal skin.
So, we know that the IPC did, at some point, capture Boothill. And this is reaching further back to previous patches, but we also know from the Luminary Wardance event in 2.5 that the IPC also dabbles in cybernetic arms, because of the one they foisted on Luka.
The model there is a new one they're debuting, but we see in a flashback sequence that the IPC has been part of the cybernetics game for at least 700-800 years, because they also manipulated Igor into getting one too, and this could have only happened before the Eternal Freeze on Jarilo-VI.
It's never stated just how old Boothill is, or how long ago the genocide on Aeragan-Epharshel took place.
But I doubt it was more than 700-800 years ago.
I really don't think Boothill is that old, or has been doing this for that long. So he definitely would have been captured at a point that the IPC was manufacturing cybernetic arms, and had a known history of amputating perfectly healthy patients to use them.
I wonder if all their test subjects were willing.
(This part is entirely unnecessary for the new cg showing Boothill being a forced lab rat as part of the IPC torturing him. But it is a fun, delightful, bloodily gruesome twist of the knife nonetheless.
Boothill was also betrayed by his own brothers-in-arms on Aeragan-Epharshel. For the IPC. Just saying.)
while drawing this i couldn't help but imagine them as a werewolf duo here. no clue what they're discussing with their eyes hidden beneath their brims, but i'll let your imaginations run wild mwehehehe must be something quite amusing to them at the very least.
