hey y’all remember when i promised i’d be back ?
yeah well i forgot to tell you guys ! ! ! i moved wheat over to my new multimuse ! ! ! so meet me over there ! ! !

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hey y’all remember when i promised i’d be back ?
yeah well i forgot to tell you guys ! ! ! i moved wheat over to my new multimuse ! ! ! so meet me over there ! ! !
smartemployee:
❛ It’s an old tale. you’ve probably heard it a hundred times. boy and his friends go on a week long vacation in the woods. three friends turn into candarian demons. one friend is killed by a forest of evil trees. two demons are killed by their boyfriends respectively, while one stays in the cellar trying to kill everything in sight. ❜
❛ like I said, pretty standard stuff. ❜
—Written By Eenie.
FACTS, FACTS, FACTS. Can you even think about anything else? They aren’t even ACCURATE. Stuck STUTTERING and GLITCHING if you even try to say anything else. On the bright side, thoughts that were once DARK and DEPRESSING have been replaced with DATA and FACTS. The TEARS from yelling has been replaced with SHAKING and GLITCHING.
A programmed core, one where the CORRUPTION made you act like a child, when the only thing that made you childlike in life was your DEPENDENCY on the person that was your BROTHER in your eyes. Though, the error will make it so you are just a child that’s only able to learn how to say FACTS.
—YOU’RE FACT CORE.
alright you know what. i think ??? im gonna just throw this blog on hiatus. i’ll probably be back, don’t worry, but in the meantime, hiatus.
i literally feel insecure just thinking about this blog now a days for some reason, and the feeling of overwhelming guilt when it comes to this blog is back so !!!!! ill return eventually, hopefully, bc i fcking love wheat thin, but in the mean time im gonna be on blogs that i dont feel horrible about !!!
like fact and han so yeah follow me there bye
alright look i am Stressed && Depressed™ lately so i havent been here, like, at all. ill be back, but as of now, if activity continues to be shit, that’s why.
I’m over on Fact, tho, so that’s good. I’m also on Han more often than I should be lmao.
okay but can we all take a moment to praise how blake writes space core bc every reply is like poetry and i fucking adore it
all of the crystals u lil shit
GODDAMNIT—
send me a crystal and i'll tell...
abalone: what kind of situations compromise my muse emotionally
aegerine: my muse's opinion of the supernatural
agate: how my muse calms down
blue lace agate: my muse's favorite form of communication (verbal, letters, texting, etc.)
fire agate: if my muse is brave or cowardly
moss agate: if my muse has a high or low opinion of themself
amazonite: what kind of situations call for my muse to be dishonest
amethyst: what my muse would most like to be able to shape-shift into
ammolite: how lucky or unlucky my use is
angel aura quartz: my muse's opinion of LGBT+ issues
apache tears: a sadness headcanon
apatite: a headcanon about my muse's intuition
apophyllite: my muse's religious/spiritual beliefs
aquamarine: where my muse feels most calm/relaxed
biotite: the biggest problems my muse is currently dealing with
bloodstone: how my muse sees themself as part of the world at large
calcite: my muse's social tendencies (introverted vs extroverted, parties vs one-on-one conversations, etc.)
carnelian: an art-related headcanon
celestite: how my muse deals with anxiety
chalcedony: the saddest my muse has ever been
chalcopyrite: how my muse deals with ending relationships
charoite: who my muse looks up to
chrysocolla: a money-making headcanon
copper: how I think my muse will end up when they're older
coral: how my muse views the natural world
diamond: a sex headcanon
dolomite: a sleep headcanon
emerald: how my muse tells someone they love them without words
fluorite: what my muse's room looks like
fossil: what my muse's dream job is
galena: what it's like to be in a relationship with my muse
garnet: what my muse's perfect partner would be
gold: my muse's financial situation
hematite: how squeamish my muse is
hiddenite: how much of an "inner child" my muse has
iolite: my muse's drinking habits
jade: if my muse would ever cheat on a partner
jasper: what my muse would be like as a parent
kyanite: an anger headcanon
lapis lazuli: where 'home' is to my muse
lodestone: what kind of people gravitate towards my muse
malachite: what my muse as a child thought they would be when they grew up
mica: what my muse views as their worst personality trait
moonstone: my muse's opinions on outer space
mother of pearl: if my muse tends to lift people up or bring them down
nebula stone: how good my muse's memory is
obsidian: which of the seven deadly sins my muse would be
opal: how creative my muse is
pearl: a mental health headcanon
petalite: what my muse would do if they found a wallet on the street
pyrite: a physical health headcanon
quartz: how my muse thinks other people see them
rhodonite: if my muse prefers elegance or convenience
rubellite: if my muse has any 'triggers' that inspire painful memories
ruby: a happiness headcanon
sapphire: if everyone my muse knew was hanging off a cliff and they could only choose three to save, the rest certainly dying, who they would choose
serpentine: how my muse would seduce another [alt: how my muse makes their money]
silver: if my muse prefers masculinity or femininity
tsavorite: if my muse believes in destiny or fate
ulexite: how empathetic/sympathetic/compassionate my muse is
unakite: what my muse's ideal pet would be
verdite: my muse's ethnicity/family history
zebra stone: what gets my muse excited
zoisite: does my muse believe everything's going to work out for them in the end or not?
okay so bc i basically forced people to answer this question on my other blog, ill answer it here. human verse, the wheat bread is basically a part time unpaid test subject / part time unpaid intern.
when testing, he wears mandatory jump suit, of course, but his is blue !! like the concept for the co-op testing mel for the game !! also, he has long fall boots he is required to wear - they look the same way as we know them in the game.
when he’s not testing, he isn’t wearing that, but instead he’s wearing usually a random t-shirt ( usually blue, most of his shirts he has are blue ) with a lil white throw over sweater thing ( literally just look @ the icon ) w/ jeans and white w/ pastel blue streaks in them sneakers.
and, as a core, he wears what he does in the musical !!
anyway bc i’ve been sucking at activity on like all my blogs lately, here’s a blog roll lmao.
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var { advcnturebcrn = “DR. MORRIS” ; }
There was only so much that WIRES and coding can do. A huff would leave him as he was raising is head to meet the core’s eyes, looking him over with TIRED eyes of his own. He went SLOWER this time, hoping he wouldn’t have to keep explaining.
“Let me put it this way… you can’t CATCH it at all. It has to do with the individual CODING in a core. That’s it.”
A slow NOD meets the other’s words this time, though it still didn’t really HELP. It was almost as if the concept of core’s being able to CATCH IT was burned into programming, and now a scientist was trying to say OTHERWISE. He heard him, yes, but it was hard to even begin to acknowledge as REAL.
❝ But― You― I― I can catch it, mate. I― I KNOW I can. I― I heard a human say that. A scientist one, to be exact. ❞
(Halloween) Give me a ship and I'll tell you who:
Choses the pumpkin:
Carves the pumpkin:
Gets scared and clings the other in a haunted house:
Matching costume idea:
Makes a cozy bed-fort to cuddle in:
Steal’s the other’s candy:
Accidentally gets lost in a corn maze:
Tells spooky stories to scare the other:
Collects cool-looking leaves:
var { heartgiven = “UNKNOWN” ; }
“I don’t know who the FUCK told you that, but I’m about 99% sure that’s complete bullshit.”
❝ ―Well, uh, NO ONE told me that. I― I just NOTICED IT myself, love. ❞
var { themoroncore = “ERROR” ; }
UPDATE: >_ Go ahead. Wheatley looked uncomfortably at the message he had received. He shouldn’t be doing this- not in his analysis at least. He wasn’t ready, and he didn’t think the rest of the project thought so either. But they had been forced to use him. The rest of the crew was making sure his systems weren’t going over board, so that he didn’t crash. But this… this wasn’t what he signed up for.
Walking into the room, he looked at the other. This was supposed to be him, wasn’t it? But something didn’t feel right. Well… might as well get this over with. He should remember all this happening, right?
❝ Uh, oi! Mate. I uh, you don’t happen to be Wheatley, would you? ❞
This WASN’T REAL. Or maybe it WAS? That was the problem― he couldn’t figure it out. Optics would JUMP around the room, hoping he could see something that he knew was real, but he just COULDN’T. Everything he looked at, he found himself questioning it’s existence.
He could be DREAMING. He could be in SLEEP MODE! He should be on the surface, so this wasn’t REAL, right? Or maybe he should still be in SPACE. Or... Or maybe this WAS real, and SHE was still active and still WATCHING HIM. When was the last time he KNEW he was in the real world? He didn’t even begin to know the answer. Not right now.
Optics JUMP from around the room to the other A.I. that seemed to know his name. How did this one know his name? He didn’t know him, did he? Oh god, SHE WAS WATCHING HIM, wasn’t she? Which means she’s AWAKE, and this was a core that worked for HER.
( Wait, didn’t he see HUMANS earlier? )
❝ What? How― How― How did you know THAT? Did― Did SHE tell you? ❞
Penny Dreadful -- Sentence Starters
“I must find out who I am yet going to be.”
“Oh, I will miss her to my bones.”
“Let it end. With a kiss.”
“It hurts me more than I thought it would, seeing you.”
“Do you not yet comprehend the wicked secret of the immortal?”
“You have become a perfect, unchanging portrait of yourself.”
“Passion will undo the best of us and lead only to tragedy.”
“Their blood is on my soul!”
“You have poisoned my heart.”
“We make our own heaven and our own hell.”
“Don’t I scare you?”
“I whistle away haunts like you before breakfast, love.”
“It is too easy being monsters. Let us try to be human.”
“Please don’t take her from me. Please.”
“I would rather die who I am than live as your demure little wife.”
“Why is it men always resist doing what’s best for them if they think it makes them look weak?”
“I would rather die here on my feet than live a lifetime on my knees.”
“We shall go everywhere, thee and me.”
“Don’t try to stay conscious.”
“You’re not a killer.”
“There’s one monster who loves you for who you really are. And here he stands.”
“Why not be who you are instead?”
“I will love you til time has lost all meaning.”
“You are made for the day. Not the night.”
“We prize things most when we’ve lost them.”
“No man should have to murder a member of his own family. This I know.”
“People are better than we think.”
“We have been unhappy long enough.”
“You may be done with Hell, but it is not done with you.”
“To save my son, I would slaughter an entire army.”
“Do you feel forgiven?”
“I’m not leaving you for anything in this world.”
“We have so much to catch up on, do we not?”
“How valuable is your life?”
“Lay hands on him and it’ll be your end.”
“I must save you from all of this. One way or another. “
“We shall have, my dear, a monumental revenge.”
“There’s blood on my teeth. And in my soul, I think.”
“Now, you are mine.”
“I already know what’s wrong with you.”
“But please do not fear for me. I have no fear myself.”
“I’m sorry you feel so unloved.”