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liminal-station · 6 hours
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There were 1000 of us.
We were the only ones that left that wretched place.
Do you think anyone is still alive in there?
Do you think they know their king is dead?
Could we live with ourselves if we didn’t find out?
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liminal-station · 2 days
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Getting real Confrontation from the Jekyll & Hyde musical from this
Emmet: What’s a musical?
Ingo: I think it’s that thing where humans start singing and dancing in public for unclear reasons…
Emmet: That sounds… weird!
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liminal-station · 2 days
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ILOVEYOU
LOVE-LETTER-FOR-YOU.TXT.vbs.
Emmet: NO. We are NOT falling for that!! That’s one of the most dangerous tricks in all the realms… the Infected Love Letter!
Ingo: If we have an admirer, they can say it to our face. We will not be opening your “love letter”, thank you.
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liminal-station · 3 days
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Do you… remember what happens when you get like that..?
Emmet: Of course we do. It’s one of our alternate modes, not its own entity… as much as we metaphorically pose it as one. The sensation of all your thought patterns being temporarily altered is a very odd thing indeed…
Ingo: But we’re told that most humans do not possess alternate modes, which makes their feats all that much more incredible…
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liminal-station · 3 days
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SIRS YOUR SHADOW MAY OR MAY NOT BE SENTIENT
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Ingo: Diavolo Mode is our last resort. It is painful, unwieldy, uncontrollable… not us. And yet…
Emmet: It felt almost like… nothing mattered, in that moment. Like we were finally, actually, truly FREE.
Ingo: Like no one’s opinions could shape us, like no doubt could hold us down… it’s like a temptation…
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liminal-station · 4 days
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[ Missile Mail! The zubat lets out a bit of a confused squeak, but sets the package down regardless. ]
[ The dish inside is a platter. Several slices of Slowpoke tail are layered over each other. The meat is seared, and the fat has been caramelized expertly, the taste pleasant and rich with the oils from fat. A bowl to the side is filled with mashed potatoes and drizzled with gravy and sliced chives. Placed around the bottom of the bowl are a few berries with spicy flavors. A small dish of sea-salt, as well as a ziplock-baggy filled with various piece of broken plastic, is included as seasoning. ]
[ A note is folded in with the meal: ]
Not quite sure what you wanted with the micro-macro plastics but here you go. Hope you enjoy?
-Proton
Ingo: Mm… yes, all these flavors, these spices, these oils… crunchy and melty, sweet and spicy all at once like some kind of culinary paradox…
Emmet: Truly, human food must have been passed down directly from the gods!!! Dear bird-thing, bring the chef all our deepest gratitude!
Ingo: And bring this as well, as a physical token of our thanks.
[Ingo puts a handful of polygonal something-or-other in the Zubat’s mouth.]
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liminal-station · 4 days
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Ooh, human food! I hope they put lots of microplastics in it… maybe some MACROplastics if we’re lucky!
Reblog whatever game. It's a promotion.
Reblog this and I'll cook you something nice, and send it into your askbox. Make sure you tell me if you've got any dietary things. Like you can't have Tamato berries, or you don't eat meat or whatever. Although that would be kind of stupid since the point of this is to promote our
Fresh-Harvested Slowpoke Tails!
Buy 'em. Or reblog this and get a free meal. Singular. Remember to put something in the tags or the reblog or whatever so it actually shows up.
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liminal-station · 6 days
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Hello! Me again. I apologize if I alarm you, but there is...something strange with your shadow.
-@lordharmonia-andcolress
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Emmet: Our shadow? Our shadows is ours, I think we’d know if something was wrong. And yet, they keep saying it…
Ingo: And why does our back feel so… cold?…
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liminal-station · 8 days
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[Mail?] [You have been sent some train photos along with a thick blanket, attached is a note]
'Hello Emmet and Ingo, I saw you guys got hurt. I hope you recover quickly, Had to ask a friend to get these to you but I hope you both are doing okay. -Vivianne'
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Emmet: Mmm… crunchy and sweet…
Ingo: T-thank you all so much. For everything.
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liminal-station · 10 days
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Could you please elaborate on this “Diantha the shimmering” and the meat world?
Emmet: Oh, absolutely! Diantha the Shimmering is one of the Dragon Lords, a group who currently rules over most of the known multiverse. As of right now, there are eight of them, each from a different world. Diantha was always a very popular candidate, even long before her coronation.
Ingo: As for the Meat World, it’s… well, it’s a dimension made entirely of meat. We don’t know what kind of meat it is, and we don’t want to know.
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liminal-station · 10 days
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What would guys say are the most interesting places the train has ever traveled to?
Emmet: Hm… now this one is tough. We did once come across a world that was, in its entirety, some kind of… play. Flimsy cardboard props, buildings with no ceilings… and the inhabitants all wore costumes of… themselves. They say one of the Dragons came from there… Diantha the Shimmering.
Ingo: Either that or the Meat World.
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liminal-station · 12 days
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mrrw
@that-one-poison-trainer
Emmet: Goodness, would you look at this! Viper’s been transmogrified into a felinoid!
Ingo: There has to be a way to fix this… but she seems to be enjoying herself?
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liminal-station · 14 days
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@timelord-emmet ))
Hey my Liminal Friends!!! Just checking in on you!
Hmm am i crazy or is there....something different with you ?
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Ingo: Our coat is just at the dry cleaners. It’s covered in blood and ash and frost… but our hat was easier to clean.
Emmet: To answer your other question… sometimes, in that other world where my brother goes in dreams, he says he “trains in the wilderness”… I think that’s doing something to our figure.
Ingo: I mean, I think I do? The dreams are… hazy.
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liminal-station · 16 days
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Another version of the subway bosses? Hello!! I know you've met Ghetsis, unfortunately, I wanted to introduce myself!! I'm Colress! I was close friends with the Subway Masters in my original universe, & beat friends even with Emmet. I wanted to say hello since I'm dying of boredom!!
-@lordharmonia-andcolress
Ingo: Ah, Sir Colress. Actually, we would consider our meeting with your Ghetsis quite fortunate, for he was a great assist in the battle with our Ghetsis.
Emmet: Speaking of Colress…
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Emmet: …I wonder what happened to ours.
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liminal-station · 16 days
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You.are. TALL
Emmet: We’re as tall as at least 7 of your human feet. Is that truly tall in your realm? Most humans we have met are at least a foot below us, often more… must be so.
Ingo: Perhaps that is why humans are so confused by us…
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liminal-station · 17 days
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-faints at seeing such clean beautiful muscles - @-@~
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Emmet: T-that doesn’t look good… did we do something wrong?
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liminal-station · 20 days
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How....
How are you two more hotter than before??????
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Ingo: Our heat level is stable. We’re lucky our coolant systems weren’t too damaged.
Emmet: Actually, I’m not sure that’s what they meant…
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