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#Pearl did fine
ohnonotthehorrors · 6 months
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Can I... talk about the theory that winners help craft the next game?
Because, and I really can not say this enough, it puts So Much into perspective.
Everything starts out Normal. Three lives, simple, cut and dry, there hasn't been a winner yet. No one to help craft the game. (And there's something to be said about how simple it really was. Not even a real expectation of the world becoming pvp or combative. No idea of the war to come)
Then Grian wins. The green killer, the man who vowed his first life to the one whose life he took. The next game the boogie man is born. A mechanic that allows and, in fact, demands, a green kill. People can trade lives back and forth, currency and debt wrapped up in one. (can we still be friends? Said the red partner. A life time later and reds are hostile, alone. Maybe it's an answer: No. Not anymore)
Scott wins this time. He refuses to play the game. He will not kill his team, he will love and he will do so fiercely and with all of himself. The next game people are attached through to their very souls. Every bit of damage to one soul is done to its twin. There is no boogeyman. (There is no way for a widow to be left without their love)
Pearl wins and she wins a blood bath. Spent the game draped in red, only wolves for company. Sitting in her tower, shivering in ice, maybe she wanted it to end. To see where it would. Limited life rewards you for killing, limited life has a clock tick tick ticking down, you always no how long you have. A curse yes, but a blessing too.
Now It's Martyn's turn.
And what a turn it is.
Keep your secrets, says the disloyal man, keep them well. Everything hurts, everything Matters, says the man fracturing with every loss. (What if we could love each other without hurting? Says The Hand, who never wanted to be coated in blood)
More importantly, Martyn has always seen the watchers below the surface. Now, they're right here in front of him. Something that could almost... be rebelled against, no? Something that someone else could finally point to and say: hey, hey isn't that familiar?
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codgod · 23 days
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finally finished this thing o7 love being months late to a trend lol but hey i got all my designs for everyone down now so i can be more consistent with them in the future jhvsj
since it got covered by mumbo’s hair, the template is by @/xmaruu11 👍
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thehappiestgolucky · 1 month
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Side Order doodles the fact I've not managed more is entirely because I'm too busy playing it (grindy games my beloved)
Shove Agent 4 in situations or SO HELP ME
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codgod-moved · 2 years
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i read a story once as a child that said if you sleep under direct moonlight, it’ll drive you mad
hiiii here’s a pearl :]
@veryfoolishgamers @t4tcecilos @axe-of-ender @empiressmp @the3rddenialist @moonlight22oa @rockydrago @gaymartyn @renchanters @bugsprouts @popcornsalty @suurrii @thatonesheep @cabbagetwunk @scarianagrande @weaselmcdiesel @peskybirb
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nintendove · 2 months
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Marina and Eight talking in Octoling language.... it's been so long since Marina has been able to, so she's really happy for it! And Eight is probably still learning Inkling language, so it's easier for them
Maybe seeing them chat excitedly together would get Pearl to think she should learn Octoling language, after all Marina made the effort of learning her language, why shouldn't Pearl learn hers!!
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corviddrawsstuff · 11 months
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My 5AM Pearl Costest! This cape is from my Hornet cosplay, I’m still waiting on the fabric so I can sew the real one. No idea where I’m going to wear this but if Hermitcon ends up happening 👀👀
I’m going to add some more moon motifs and bandages/details, unfortunately I do not have a doggo so if anyone has any ideas on how to include Tilly I would love to hear them!
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meticulousmaker · 2 days
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rewatching steven universe from the beginning as an adult is so interesting bc i first watched it as a teenager when it was coming out and i was about the same age as steven. it's the difference between "wow steven gets to go on these cool magical adventures" and "why is this child's life in danger so often"
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outrosword · 3 months
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we're getting two more people????
what what
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flecks-of-stardust · 1 year
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putting this here too. i don't recommend this strategy, but it's strangely consistent. you really can't get 6 spears quick as anyone besides spearmaster, but uh. it works i guess. literally all i did was stockpile spears, lure it over, and then spam grab and throw while shrieking and i somehow got it. this is my first red centi kill ever.
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I’m still not over the realization that I saw Eddie Vedder live and don’t remember it. That has fucked me up
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draconic-distress · 2 years
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Inktober Day 24: Chaos! (prompt list by @deepfrye)
Pearlie off the shits!!!
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lilgynt · 1 year
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it’s funny bc i didn’t even walk out super crazy about the movie but pearl is my real life now
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smtfaggot · 1 year
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Lmao you really encouraging people to seek out a 150 dollar game specifically because Pokémon sucks …
#also once again say it with me… pokemon has sucked for a decade#for one#and for two#Pokémon has always been a shoddily made poorly coded mess#I don’t particularly excuse gen 1 for anything either when the us carts were twice the size of the Japan red and green carts 🤔#GS were four times the size of the red green carts 🤔 and they still had to get Iwata to bail them out#btw people are so confused about what iwata actually did#gen 3 is legitimately pretty goddamn ugly compared to many other gba games.. golden sun and minish cap in particular#gen 4 … rip. diamond pearl sucks platinum is fun and hgss well we know how I feel on that one#gen 5 is probably the closest they ever got to ever making a stellar game#and people fucking despised it when it came out#B2W2 weren’t the worst selling games for no reason#people swear up and down g5 is the pinnacle of the series now but then?#people hated the new mons they hated the linear map they hated the story they hated no old mons in the main campaign etc etc#never mind the fact that B2W2 ‘fixes’ this stuff … not that it needed to be fixed imo#plus if you’re looking for a new game in a different series. you’d be starting with all new mons ANYWAY#xy were garbage oras were garbage etc etc#the only truly interesting Pokémon games are the spin-offs#but at this point I’m sick of people championing explorers because they’re Not that good#the story is fine except for the fact you’re surrounded by the most annoying cast imaginable#I really hate the guild. so much:#anyway mystery dungeon is fine except it’s an isekai#PLA is garbage btw don’t even bring that one up#xd and colosseum are so good but they’re not for everyone.. I don’t give a fuck about stadium#the ranger games were really good too..#anyway back to poorly coded#there’s always been glitches you can perform out the gate in these games and yeah usually not game breaking#except in xy 😇#but it was straight up proven in sunmoon that gamefreak made a new instance of every model of the characters every time they showed up ?#sun and moon? the games that lag a 3ds so bad in battle? I have to laugh
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roseandbee · 2 years
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Security blanket 😻🥺
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strangelittlestories · 4 months
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After the occupation, the princess was confined to the palace.
Once a month she'd be taken on a walk around the city, heavily guarded of course, to show the people that she still lived. It also served, of course, as a reminder of what they stood to lose if they made trouble. The princess did her best go wave and smile and give the people what encouragement she could.
The rest of the time, her life was spent in musty rooms and dusty towers. She filled most of her time scouring the castle for materials which she would sew into more and more elaborate outfits, which she would show off on the days when she was allowed outside.
Indeed, the public loved their princess and her dresses so much they'd often sketch or paint them along the route and pass the images on so that all could see the princess at least was well.
This pleased the occupiers for two reasons. First: it kept the princess out of trouble. Second: it gave them a reason to sneer and they did love a good sneer.
"What a vain creature she is!" They would remark.
"Doesn't even care we murdered her brothers so long as she gets enough satin to make her little dresses!" They squawked.
This was unfair, of course, for to call her creations "little dresses" was to call Queen Murderfun the Needlessly Genocidal "a tad piquey". Her dresses were gravity-defying wonders lace and pearl. They were thunderstorms captured in velvet and waterfalls summoned in silk. She was a wizard with silk.
Still, she bore their mockery with a tight smile and careful deference.
"Please, good sirs, my home, my people and my city now belong to you. Let me keep, at least, this one last joy."
And they sneered and they crowed most unpleasantly, but they let her keep her sewing room.
Of course, they would have known their mockery to be doubly unfair had they realised the true purpose of the princess's elaborate designs. For hidden in the intricate embroiderings across her gowns, jackets and fans, the princess had encoded secret (and very detailed) messages. When she would go on her monthly walk, the city's loyalists would line the route, sketching down the patterns to decode later.
Thus did the princess transmit all the occupiers' secrets (unearthed while supposedly 'searching the castle for old fabrics') to the city and thus did she build her resistance.
On the day the revolution finally came, she girded herself in armour of thick spider silk and whale bone. She cut a fine figure with a lacy handkerchief in her top pocket and a razor sharp knitting needle keeping her hair up.
As she waltzed through the castle to open the door for her army, the Usurper King tried to stop her and she simply unfolded her handkerchief and showed it to him.
Upon seeing the impossible arcane pattern emblazoned across it, he fell to the floor with blood streaming from his eyes.
She always had been a wizard with silk.
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