WKRP in Cincinnati - Pilot episode on September 18, 1978
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WKRP in Cincinnati - Pilot episode on September 18, 1978
Dr. Johnny Fever awakens from the dead.
SBI Fanfics of the Week (week 51—trying out a new format! LMK if you like it;))
their love for him ran deep by Drhair76
1/1
“We promise, mate.” Phil says, cupping Tommy’s cheek. Tommy turns into the warm hand and sighs. “We promise from now on that every day of your life will be full of only love and joy. Just as it always should have been.”
or, in a world where everyone shifts, Tommy learns to love himself for who he is - everyone plays their part.
i'll make this feel like home by plantform
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It’s a joke, it’s a joke, it’s a joke, Tommy repeats to himself. And yet, his mind is running on overdrive - convincing itself that no matter how jokingly Wilbur says it, it must have some degree of truth to it. It doesn’t, Tommy reminds himself, Wilbur makes himself the butt of the joke so often, this is no different. And yet, there’s an ache deep in the pit of his stomach, an unease enveloping his soul - it says: your brother is crying for help.
Or: Wilbur makes one too many jokes about his 'bad relationship' with his parents, and Tommy's concerned.
teasing is fine, but the way my heart hurts isn’t by plantform
1/1
“Who would you say inspired you to get into content creation?”
Dream: say me say me say me say me
Tommy clears his throat so as not to laugh, and hums, buying himself some time. “A few people; Schlatt is a big one - I used to watch him a lot, same with Wil. Technoblade is every Minecraft player’s idol, and so’s CaptainSparklez. Hm, who else?” He glances at discord, giggling at the messages.
Dream: I WILL LEAVE IF YOU DONT SAY ME
He rolls his eyes, “And, if I’m forced to admit it, I guess Dream was a bit of an inspiration. Or whatever.”
Or: the 6 times Tommy saves someone from a VC, and the 1 times someone saves him.
Can't by kore_cant_write
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Tommy thought he was a picky eater and grows up with a restrictive food intake (which his parents did not support) only to find out later that his pickiness may be an actual problem.
sunlit hell by Cypherr
1/1
"Yeah, I fucking know, Wil. I'm broken. And while a broken clock may be right twice a day, at the end of that fucking day, you throw it out because it simply doesn't work. I'm that clock, Wil. I just don't fit."
A Bird In The Hand by SilverWing15
8/14
(is worth two in the bush)
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“You’re so good,” Phil murmurs into his hair, “so bright and strong. Like a star, a little fallen star landed right on my doorstep.” He tucks his nose into Wilbur’s hair and whispers, like a secret, “my little wish come true.”
Wilbur trembles. He feels lost, adrift, and yet all too grounded. Everything is too real to be real. It has to be fake. The words, the gentle touches. All of that will end if--when?--Phil and Techno find Tommy.
He freezes. “Where’s Techno?”
Phil’s arms tighten around him, “he’s out looking for your brother.”
i can't lose hope (what's left of my heart's still made of gold) by blladnna
12/18
This kid was so small.
That was Phil’s first thought upon opening his front door—that the kid on his front porch was so small. Too small for the warnings heaped upon Phil by the state, warnings of wild magic and dangerous words, of the treachery and trickery that came hand in hand with the legends of the fae. Phil had known many fae over the course of his lifetime, both kind and cruel. The kid on the front porch just looked like a kid.
He just looked scared.
Or: Phil signs up to be a foster parent and ends up just stacking broken kids in his house.
sea glass by n3so
1/3
Some instinctual part of Tommy, whether it came with the wings or the wars, tells him if he doesn't get help he will die. He knows it like he knows the sun rises and he knows he'll wake up drowning. It's a blur how this thought process leads him to Technoblade's cabin, especially considering the man hates him, but at least he won't die alone.
Or
Tommy gets wings in exile and nearly loses them too, so he flees from Logstedshire to Technoblade's cabin for help.
on the list of who you love, am I last? by plantform
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Phil, excited and happy, says, “When we get together, we’re going drinking for sure.”
Tommy’s unsure what else he’s supposed to feel other than sidelined. “But then- I can’t go, can I?”
Phil’s smile is absent-minded—too distracted by the topic they were talking about to notice Tommy’s careful tone. “It was more directed at Wil and Techno, Tommy.”
“Okay.” He physically pulls back, wondering if he can curl up on his chair—knees to his chest—without looking dejected.
Or: 5 times Tommy didn’t think he was as important to the others in SBI, and the 1 time they made sure he knew he was.
Mild format change
Just a quick alert: I'm going to be re-posting my Electric Mayhem backstory headcanons individually so there's not just a wall of text.
Don't want anyone to think I'm spamming them with the content, so this is y'all's warning.
IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT: PLEASE READ
When you are a writer you must occasionally ask yourself an unavoidable question. Namely “Am I telling the kind of story I want to tell?” At the moment, my answer to that is no. My adventures on Patreon began in July of 2017, taking fanfiction requests for pennies to help get the bills paid while working a shitty retail job. I was having a lot of fun creating freely, making friends, and getting a lil support now and again. It was around mid 2018 where I decided to try an experiment and create Monster Brothel, a choose your own adventure style of story-telling where people could find different creatures in the narrative, have some fun, and still work through a story with a satisfying conclusion. It was the first time I had flexed my original narrative skills in some time and it made me really happy to find a community that wanted such content. I spent two years making Monster Brothel come to life and while I know it wasn't perfect, I learned a lot from that piece and it still holds a special place in my heart. As I was in the final months of MB, I started thinking about Verdant. It didn't have a name then, just a general concept I was tossing around with trusted friends. Before I knew this thing had it's hooks in me, and it quickly became a story I wanted to tell. A writer creating their own world is like giving a pre-schooler a sandbox and unlimited recess. All I wanted to do was pull my readers over by the hand and show them what part of the world I was building. At the time, MB was doing well, and people wanted more like that. So without realizing it I took my unlimited sandbox and immediately began to limit myself by believing I had to adhere to the CYOA format. Choose your own adventure works for short form story-telling like Monster Brothel. It's contained, semi-episodic, and the choices you make may effect the ending but not the overall story. With Verdant, I was writing the story of a nation and it's people complete with complex motivations, character development, and narrative. None of which did I have the time to show in a format which requires comprised passages and frequent divergence in plot in order to keep the reader motivated to continue. I began relying on my readers to have done the “homework” of reading the Worldbuilding, Lore, and content drops I offered on Patreon to even know what I was talking about. To me, this is the laziest form for writing. It is utterly dependent on TELL not SHOW and limits the story. I began cutting corners and keeping things as basic as possible in order to avoid passages becoming too lengthy and ensuring that I could split pathways and change the narrative down the line to account for player choices. I was shredding my world down to it's baseboards in order to make it something playable without considering that it didn't have to be. Then 2020 happened. Without revisiting everything from last year, we lost a lot of our supporters. I respect that. People had to make the best decision possible and that meant saving money. Many of them stayed in the community and I'm grateful to have them. We got a spot of luck and my wife got a full time job, which meant we would be stable for now but it also meant her free time took a big cut and she is no longer able to produce artwork on a schedule. Both of these were major blows to the whole Verdant CYOA game concept so we put it on hiatus and I made some one shot MB content for everyone to relax and have fun with. I figured we would take the time to reassess and come back in the new year with a game plan. I came back ready to hit the ground running, excited to return to my sandbox and play with a new character. But the downtime also meant I had time to think on the status of my creation and what I wanted from it. Again, that question: “Am I telling the story I want to tell?” And the answer was no. After some consideration, I'm dumping the CYOA (choose your own adventure) format. It worked for Monster Brothel. It does not work for Verdant. This tale requires long form story telling in which we can explore complex narratives, character development, and motivations to a deeper extent. I will leave up the CYOA content for the time being on the website, and over the next month or so our Patreon may change it's look a bit, but my hope is this will all be for the better. What does this mean in the immediate future? - Some of you may no longer wish to support this project as a chapter by chapter development. I will be sad to see you go but I respect your choices. I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for all of your support through the years and let you know that you are welcome to stay in the community through our Discord server. Many of you have made friends there and I would never want to cut you off just because you can't support the Patreon any more. - At the end of March we will be cutting the $10, $20 and $40 Tiers from our Patreon. For the time being, we will reduce everything to $1 & $5 Tiers, allowing more people to retain access to our content, website, and community for a much-reduced cost. * $1Tier: This tier will allow subscribers support the developing story at their leisure and remain informed about the status of the story and when it will be updated. $1 Subscribers will still remain a part of the Discord community. * $5 Tier: This tier will allow subscribers to retain access to the website for FREE on a month-by-month basis, as well as give them access to the beta version of the story before it is released to the public. They will have access to content drops such as Worldbuilding & Lore, as well as remain a part of the Discord community. - Those of you who subscribed to the $40 Tier in order to have your character put in Verdant will be excited to know I am keeping those characters! We worked hard on them and I have no intention of dropping them from the story. Many of them may even get bigger parts and more expanded development now that I don't have to limit content by so much! We are currently working on how we want to progress with this new format, working on the timeline expectations and what we will offer on the website from now on. If you have any questions please do not hesitate to reach out to me through Patreon or through Discord. I will make myself as available as possible to answer your concerns. Thank you again for being with me on this journey. I know this is a difficult and maybe even confusing change. Please know that is comes from a desire to create the world I promised and put forth the best possible effort in my writing and story-telling. As we move forward, I hope you will find a thrill in rediscovering Verdant as it was intended and getting to know her as I have. We are always happy to have you here and we look forward to seeing this project progress in a more accessible fashion. Kalynn & Laura
Hollow Tale is changing.
So HollowTale, the thing that started as a joke, and turned into something I can’t handle ^^” I’ve been really busy with my new life in my new state, and haven’t had time to really update, or sit down and work on it. I’m preparing a portfolio for Art school, and my contract just got approved. So there’s that to. Now Hollow Tale is not going away it’s just changing. Instead of a comic form, it will be in written form much like @blutheboo very well written stories. I’ve had a problem sharing my writing, and I hope this will help a little bit. I know many will be turned off by the format switch, I know many were turned off when I switched to black and white to save time. Honestly, I don’t really care anymore. HollowTale has become more of a chore then something I am excited about doing. I love Aniseed, Emma and Lucy. But I’m not 14 I’m 20 years old, and I have a job and a life. I’m not being paid for this, this was something I decided to do cause I thought it sounded like fun, and instead got in way over my head. Hollow Tale has a end, and I intend to reach that end, in one format or another, I have a story to tell and I did promise to finish it.
“Oh my! I do hope they’re not all too devastated! It’ll make leaving in the middle so very awkward.”
“If you’re attending, strange old man, please do make my excuses for me~”
((@ask-captain-dingo))
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