Ok I don't have a lot of time to rant on tumblr right now but holy shit.

Retconning in certain cases can be good... however this is not one of those cases and I'm fucking livid.

Actually I'm not livid

Just frustrated and annoyed.

I can't be the only one who feels pandered to right?

Honestly it's not quite as bad as retconning it so that female Space Marines have always been a thing but it's still fucking bad.

It doesn't add anything to the setting and just feels lazy.

Like even if you like the idea you have to agree that it could have been done better right?

It feels like GW is just lazily trying to appease a mob of people who don't really care about the setting.

It feels like a spit in the face to long time fans.

And I(as a young woman) don't feel "represented" or "more included" there are more than enough badass female characters in warhammer already.

And saying that "they've been here from the start" is absolutely the worst way to do it too.

Like, they could have said that it's a new thing, perhaps someone (Cawl) found a way to make female custodes under the guise of more recruitment options or something. Seriously.

how do you know the difference between a huge anxiety attack and a panic attack?

dipplin please...what are you scheming. say SOMETHING

sorry can't hear u listening to this while outlining ch 9 of S&S D <33333

got censored on twitter "freedom of speech" website for saying cis, happy pride month to all the cissies

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HI (I LOVE THE PARAGRAPHS EACH OFYOU LEAVE IN MY TAGS SO FUCKIMG MUCH) do any of your ocs have ref sheets. or even just full-body drawings . totally not asking for any specific purpose ....

WE'RE SO GLAD YOU LOVE OUR RAMBLING you have such pretty art and reblog some of the best posts and you're so good at writing so we just have to explode in the tags sometimes hehe

Also we saw this ask like four? Five? Hours ago and went Oh Shit No We Don't and have spent the whole time drawing and we were like Oh we should throw our LC alters in there too since this is their blog and their mutuals should know who they're talking to! And then we got distracted and ONLY drew the alters and host's self insert and none of our OC's so :> we'll do that eventually though but we'll also do like another post with more info ANYWAYS here's the art we made of the self insert and the Lethal alters :3

Info for each of us under the cut (also Rend and Anno are heavily derived from a fever dream March had after we got surgery and had complications, as such they have a story and are pretty attached to it so we'll go into that too)

The "Story"/Fever Dream:

There were two crews who led a revolution against The Company about fifty years before the game takes place, and of them were eight people named Experimentation, Assurance, Vow, Offense, March, Rend, Dine, and Titan, and they weren't named after the planets, the planets were named after them. (Rend, March, Assurance, and Vow were on a team with Rend being the captain, and the other team was led by Titan and had Dine, Offense, and Experimentation.) Eventually, the revolution got pretty popular and widespread so The Company gave in and agreed to meet with the two teams to discuss their requests, and at the end of the discussion they promised the requests would take place within the next few weeks. The eight members of the revolution were satisfied and went back to work, but the next day they were given news that due to their conjoined efforts they would have to all split up and join different teams to ensure that they didn't again backstab the company once their requests were fulfilled. They, unfortunately, did not put up a fight against this and within the next quota cycle each of them were abandoned and killed on different, new moons none of them had ever seen before. The company never enforced the things they agreed upon but because the leaders of the revolution were killed before word of the promises got far, and because they mysteriously went missing and had new moons named after them, nobody said anything and nobody acted out against The Company.

Pace:

- Pace is Geno's self-insert OC and he uses He/Him pronouns and is transmasc <3

- He was an employee for The Company AFTER the time of the revolution and worked not as a scrap collector but as a biologist. His team was tasked with finding specific monsters and collecting some bio matter from them to then bring back to The Company. Pace had a rivalry with one of his teammates who was tired of Pace always succeeding, so, he pushed for Pace to receive a Bracken as his quarry and succeeded. However upon arriving Pace was easily able to find the Bracken of Vow (who was actually Vow from the revolution) and collect bio matter from it by befriending it, which enraged his competitor and led to both Pace and Vow being shot. Vow tried to protect Pace after realizing the shot that hit him was not meant for him, but both were too wounded to survive. Vow disintegrated atop of Pace, leaving him and his open wounds covered in Bracken spores, and his competitor left to eventually be killed by a coilhead. Their other two teammates made it out.

- The spores found the decomposing body of a human to be the perfect place to reform and create a new Bracken; that being Pace. Pace spent about twenty years hunting loot bugs and hiding from scrap collectors before a woman named Kite and her captain Calamity found him at the fire exit of Vow. The two found that he was friendly and took him upon their ship, but one of their teammates was appalled at having a "friendly" Bracken and, as they were leaving, pushed Calamity out of the ship in anger, landing her between a dog and a baboon hawk. Pace jumped to rescue her and while he was successfully able to lure the dog away enough for Calamity to safely jump back on the ship, he was grabbed by the Dog and torn to shreds. The ship's autopilot took off while he was fighting the dog and the crew (excluding the asshole) started to panic.

- The next day Vow was eclipsed and, much to Calamity and Kite's disdain, the crew decided to wait for the eclipse to pass before landing back down on Vow and looking for Pace. Meanwhile, Pace had managed to crawl his way back to the fire exit, tumbling down the ravine, and set himself up on a pallet just inside the door. There, sleeping through the whole day, he was able to slowly heal.

- The third and last day of the quota cycle, Calamity's crew got into another argument with Asshole over going to save Pace, and landed at Vow without realizing another team (March's team, as he had already been rescued by a crew by this time) had already landed there. Calamity and Kite rushed in to find Pace while Sail, the crew's navigator and Kite's twin brother, argued with the asshole. The captain of the other crew, who's ship was nearby, overheard an argument about saving a "friendly bracken" and connected the dots that another crew must have found someone like March, their friendly coil-head, and walked out to confront the two. Sail left to help Calamity and Kite find Pace, and the captain (name yet unknown) spoke with the asshole, found out he wanted to kill Pace and attempted to kill his own captain, and promptly hit him over the head with a shovel in order to protect not just his crew, but March as well. The asshole was left there as the captain rushed in to inform his crew of another friendly monster and tell the other crew bus was happy to help, and the asshole was left there to be picked up and carried away by a Giant.

- Pace was eventually found , missing most of his arm, leg, and leaves on his left side, and the two crews met up and became friends. Pace was placed in a large pot covered up to his shoulders in dirt and for the next few quota cycles his crew would place him outside to soak up the sun and look around. Because his arm and leg were fully submerged in the soil and water, they regrew, but his eye never did. He doesn't mind too much though, he can tell when things are looking at him and, in his opinion, that's all he really needs his eyes for. He helps scavenge for scrap and is able to carry two heavy items at a time, however, he can only carry one light item when doing so as it's uncomfortable to hold in his big hands

March:

- March was our first LC alter and has been around since about late October? He's not too conncected to his source and is actually the version of March from our fever dream BEFORE the revolution ended. So though the March in our dream was a coil head by the end of it, our March still thinks of himself as human. Being compared to a coil doesn't bother him though, they're his favorite enemy in the game :) also he's mute and considers himself cis and demiro-ace.

Rend:

- Rend is also one of our alters but is a lot more attached to both the game and the "story" so he has some funky false memories and is a little delulu about it, but he's happy and healthy and aware of reality and not hurting anyone or our system or himself so we don't mind hehe also, Rend is transmasc just like host and his pronouns are he/him but he's trying out they/it

- Rend is of course based on Captain Rend from the "story" but, unlike March, is from AFTER he died and he much prefers being seen as a nutcracker than a human. Our assumption over why is because Rend had actually been a fragment for most of our life who managed family interactions, and since that was all our brain found him fit for he never really gained a personality or sense of self and as such thinks he looks exactly like our host and would probably share the same name and everything. We think subconsciously our brain makes him like being a nutcracker more than a human in order to make it easier to distinguish him and host

- Rend, being much more intrigued by the fever dream likes daydreaming about it a lot, like he's roleplaying in his head in his own, and as such he likes talking about it and thinking about it a lot more than March does. So, here's some things he daydreams about a lot and thinks would be "canon" continuations of the "story"/fever dream:

- Before March's team found Pace and his team, they got to a pretty high quota and started visiting Rend and Dine. One of their first times visiting Rend, Melody, an employee on March's team, found a seemingly deactivated nutcracker deep in the facility. The team had split up so Melody knew she would have to be careful, but she wanted the shotgun so she crept close and clumsily grabbed it, setting it off. This startled here and she backed off, watching in silent horror as the Nutcracker slowly started to move and stand and, eventually, open up and look around. In panic, Melody ran despite being looked at and, for a moment, Rene stood there confuse before he realized he had finally found someone. Forgetting his voice, he chased after her for a bit but she would frequently stop and hold still so he had trouble. Eventually he shouted to her to wait and she paused, turning to look at the apparently able to speak nutcracker just as March had sped up beside her to block the path between her and Rend. Staring down at an employee with his shotgun and a coilhead that was looking at him and not said employee, Rend ran. In instinct, as she had gotten used to March by now, Melody turned and March gave chase. He was scared and angry that the nutcracker had presumably tried to shoot his friend and, upon trying to push the nutcracker to get it to stop running, he sent a surge through its body and caused it to bleed (like how we headcannon them to work, building up pressure in the body's blood). Melody followed a few rooms behind, having trouble keeping up with the two big monsters but, when Rend was hurt he screamed, and Melody knew that wasn't any of her teammates so she picked up the pace. Rend had been cornered but Melody caught sight of March which forced him to stop moving, and tried to rush to the nutcracker when she saw him bleeding, but, turning her back to March Rend panicked and stepped between the two, telling Melody that he wanted to talk to her but couldn't protect her with the state he was in, so she needed to look at the coil head. He was seemingly trying to protect her. For his comfort she did look at March, but tried to assure him to calm down, sit for a little so she could try and tend to whatever part of him was bleeding, and that she would be more than willing to talk. They spoke for a while, Rend having trouble believing that the coil was friendly given how it seemingly tried to explode him, but he let bygones be bygones. Melody and March both started to wonder if this was one of his old friends but they had decided beforehand not to bring it up to any possible teammates without getting a gauge for their mental state, and Rend was very frazzled so they decided to wait to ask his name or story until he calmed down. They gave him back his shotgun, he turned the safety on, and Melody convinced him to open up so she could tend to his bleeding eye, and eventually the three started to make their way back to main in order to meet up with the rest of the team and get Rend out to their ship

- On the way there they met up with the teammate March had been with before he came running after he heard the gunshot, but this teammate was actively running from a thumper. Rend tried to shoot it but missed due to his eye injury and urged the rest of them to run as he'd hold it back as long as possible. The three left and Rend dragged the Thumper around for a bit before it got loose and rocketed down the hallway after the three. Rend, knowing the layout like the back of his hand, took an alternate route to get to main in order to hopefully outpace the thumper. He made it in time to tackle the thumper and send it and him over the balcony railing where they landed near Melody, March, and their other teammate who were actively trying to scare off a Bracken. Rend urged them to head outside and leave for their safety and they did. It took them a while to get back enough money to go back for Rend, and in this time they met Pace and his team. Rend is still actively daydreaming about this all the time so I'm sure he'll infodump about it more another time.

Anno:

- Anno has been around for the least amount of time, we had a major allergic reaction while Rend was fronting and so he spent time curled in a ball daydreaming as he always loves to. For comfort he daydreamed about cuddling a friendly masked, but eventually got so fed up he told our partner, aloud "I really hate this body" and our little asshole of a brain (/lh) essentially went "oh really? New alter be upon ye" and turned that cute little Masked Rend was daydreaming about into a new fragment. Anno has since become more concrete, he's transmasc and uses it/its pronouns, and it's not very interested in Lethal Company but LOVES Rend a lot. It's just kinda gay and likes Minecraft, like those are its things so far. Rend has decided that if Anno was in the "story" it would've been from far before the revolution and was left behind by mistake. That's about it for Anno, it's just kinda a thingy that's very gay

Wow so that's the end of that, I'm incapable of making long stories short apparently tee hee. I've been talking for way too long and I doubt anyone got this far, but this was mostly for us since we're soupy right now and it made us feel grounded. If you got this far Anno gives you a cookie.

I wish my brain would let me play video games again without a care

Now I'm like "no I can't bc I'm wasting my precious free time. I can't reason using my day off to play video games when I could be using that time to do literally anything else" like fucking come on

hi moot! what’s ur favourite movie?

HII!! it's wild zero 1999 ^-^ it used to be on youtube but i tried finding a link for u and i can't find it anywhere...

2005-2008ish!me who wrote endless copious emotional essays on her lj about sweeney being a love story, about every thread of sweeney being about love and its loss and its corruption and how society tries to own and consume it and how that love that once held rescue becomes ruinous and how all its tragedy is in that ravenous need and grief is so validated by this article.

Average Stardew enjoyer and Average Animal Crossing enjoyer, vibing together. They keep catching new fish and showing them to each other 🎣

The great thing about writing a time loop is that once I have day one done, the rest of it is basically built on a template.

The worst thing about writing a time loop is that day one has to be pristine or your entire foundation just crumbles.

Now that one month has passed the time started racing again and i feel like I'm almost home again and have no time left here lmao

yes hello i would like to work on my preexisting, open fics in what little free time i have pls thank u

my worthless brain, immediately: hm...i think what you need is an angsty c!dnf idea to fixate on instead. y’know, in addition to only a few words at a time making any progress on anything else. :)

ughhhhh creativity why are you like thisssss

anyway uh have a 280 word snippet i was able to cobble together out of the quickly-fading set of fully-written line inspiration i got earlier

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c!dnf ; c!dream ; c!george context: george is dreaming! revolutionary! he meets a dream who isn’t the “usual” one xd magics up for him! he’s faced with evidence of torture and pain and talk of death that he resolutely ignores bc it Cannot Possibly Be Real :)! [practically a study in how often i can use ‘dream’ to refer to the state of dreaming while also technically referring to c!Dream even if c!George is married to Missing-The-Obvious bc he’s unwilling to acknowledge Hard Truths and he is never better at parkour than when he’s avoiding those]

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“Why should I? I mean, c’mon George, be serious. You don’t even think this is real,” Dream rebuts, soft and mild and ever-so-faintly amused as he vaguely swirls a mangled hand to indicate their dismal, eerie surroundings.

Mild, mild, mild.

George is so sick of that tone. He’s so sick of seeing that ghostly curl of Dream’s scar-split mouth as if George is something cute to be humored with a condescending pat on the head.

“You be serious, why don’t you! Of course it’s not real,” he scoffs, slowly enunciating each word and rolling his eyes, “it’s a dream.”

Dream hums long and low, half-cut brow raising over that faded mint green eye, “Is it?”

“Yes,” George hisses, incensed by the foolish implication it could be anything but. “You really think I don’t know when I’m dreaming? Of course it is—it’s my dream! Why should I have to listen to you? Huh? Why? You’re not real here, I am!”

Placing a hand over his chest, Dream has the gall to gasp, “Ouch, George. Way to make a guy feel wanted.”

Sliding his gaze pointedly away from the gaps made by Dream’s missing fingers and their crooked leftovers, George sniffs dismissively, “Well, maybe you should take the hint, then. Leave. If the door hits you on the way out it’s the least some interloper like you deserves.”

He’s not fond of this Dream’s patronizing attitude and he can’t wait to relax beneath a wide blue sky with his grinning, indulgent, hale and whole Dream again. So the sooner this unwanted phantasm disappears and gives George control over his dream as he should have, as he should have never lost, the better.

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i have some concept of how the whole thing would go (and i know how i’d like the ending to be) but i would very much like to maybe possibly get through the rapidly-expanding lore deluge of pana12 first :( and also aa3 augh

tbh the worst part is, as always, having numerous good lines disappear the moment i touch my keyboard like fuck, man. wtf is it like to have retention???

the great war by taylor swift is so Andriel coded, send tweet

You ever have those moments where you don't realize how absolutely filthy your brain is being until you're brought back from daydreaming and you're still sitting at your computer at work?

i thought maybe it wouldn’t take such a toll on me (i was just in shock..) but now everyday i’ve got less and less energy like i got up at 1pm today and it’s only 6:40 pm and i feel like i’ve been up for 20 hours. i’ve been in and out of bed for the last week or so. i think it’s hitting my mom too bc everytime i text her now she’s washing windows. at least she keeps herself busy, i don’t rly know what to do. studying for my two remaining exams makes me sick, also i’ve covered most of the material anyway. what is this joke of a life. physically i feel like i’ve been beaten up, everything hurts. like my back and ribs are abt to explode. i am so tired. and nobody talks to me