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marionette-j2x · 2 months
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TSP: NEW SCRIPT AU Stuff
(Stanley and The Narrator AU heights)
Stanley : ["No fair! How dare you guys be taller than me?!"]
Edit: Narrator is 6'4" now- (Stanley: ["Are you kidding me?!"] 😢)
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(A Tsundere... Probably)
Narrator : "Me? Care about Stanley? Oh, please. As if I really care for that story wrecking delinquent!"
Also Narrator : "What did you parasites do to Stanley?!"
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(At the Beginning)
Stanley : ["It's kindda weird to have another person, in this hell hole. Even if it's just the Narrator."]
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(A Problem)
Stanley : ["Is... Is that what's been making the hallway all... glitchy?"]
Narrator : "Unfortunately. We better terminate this one before it starts to multiply."
Stanley : ["MULTIPLY!? What even is that thing!?"]
Narrator : "That, my dear protagonist, is a MALWARE."
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(Narrator Eldritch Form)
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(The Fruit Parable)
Bananarrator : *grumbling* "This is a story of a fruit named Stanberry- OUGHSCKJHH-! STANLEY, THIS IS JUST RIDICULOUS!"
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(Stanley Drip)
(need to design better clothes next time)
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(The Older Sister)
Curator : *sighs* "This is the umpteenth time the alarms had been blaring in my museum. What have you two been arguing on about now?"
Narrator : "He called me an old man with a gimpy leg!"
Stanley : ["He called me an incompetent 'pillock' whatever that is but knowing the Narrator, I could only guess it's an insult."]
(The Curator gave a sharp glare making them both shut up immediately)
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(The Adventure Line™)
Just follow the Line™!
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(The Confusion Ending)
(^Consider it a continuation of the art above)
Mariella : "Whoah. Are you two okay?"
Narrator : *grumbling* "Never been better."
Mariella : "Riiightt... Where have you two been anyway? Madame Curator has been tracking you down a couple of resets ago."
Narrator : *cringes* "About that. The Line™ had been quite 'fussy' lately ever since changes had been added in the Parable and we decided to give it™ a little bit of a 'cheering up' and well..."
Mariella : *squints* "Wait, how many times have you guys been doing 'The Confusion Ending'?"
Narrator : "Honestly, I've lost count at around 20-"
*Stanley then fell forward, face planting on the carpeted floor. Snoring away as if nothing happened*
Narrator : "..."
Mariella : "..."
Narrator : "...He's meditating."
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fedvifeels · 2 months
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just a little 'comic' thing I did for fun out of boredom and for the simple fact I wanted to draw more of younger ('baby') Norman and Ray.
I didnt have a strict idea for what this was gonna be, I just went with whatever came in mind so it may not make sense but as I said – it was made just for fun and more content of them
I've also wrote a little oneshot / fic for this specific 'comic' of them.
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evilrat-sabre · 1 year
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Day 18 of a hermit a day may challenge we have Grain!
Tbh I love Grian! I wach all his videos since season 7 and they are very funny, but let me tell you a thing, I absolutely hate drawing him. Idk why, there’s a thing inside my hearth that say that it prefers to jump into a container of acid than drawing Grian.
I drew him with crayon, during my video editing class, while with a terrible migraine, but I did him and that’s what matters!
@hermitadaymay
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my durge doesn't remember being a cannibal, but they definitely know what people taste like with suspicious accuracy
"-what on earth do you think she'd taste like?"
"....fatty pork. Like bacon, just softer. More chewy. Sweet and wet with blood."
"what"
"what"
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unripe-lemon · 1 year
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i demand a grease style gustavo and peppino thingymabob please and thank you
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trashy-greyjoy · 3 months
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really love dynamics that are like 'it honestly doesn't matter if you view them as romantic or platonic, the point is that they love each other. the type of love is inconsequential, all that matters is that it's there'. gotta be one of my favorite genders.
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raibk · 3 months
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Sacrilege
Something is wrong
I know not it’s name
I know not it’s origin
I know only it’s location
I will take this useless skull and break it like bread for the last supper
I will take these horrid fingers and dig it away
And when it has come away from it’s hiding place, I will take it in these disgusting hands and present it to the gods
I will use this terrible voice to shout
“Is This What You Wanted?”
“Was This My Mission?”
“Will You Finally Grant Me Peace?”
I will get no answer
Just as my father before me did not receive answer
Just as his father before him did not receive peace
I will gaze upon this twisting, winding thing with these sightless eyes
I will feel it breathe
I will fear it’s return
I shall not succumb
So I shall consume it
I will press it to my lying tongue
I will squeeze it between these monstrous jaws
I will trap it behind these unsightly lips
I will reduce it to a wet mass
I will swallow
I will be free
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theprofoundcosmos · 2 months
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it's fine: you can walk away from what you used to love.
will add credits!!! i swear!
. / . / . / doki doki literature club, Sayori's unsual poem 'get out of my head' / . / . / @/bpd-anz on tumblr / @/inanotheruniverse on tumblr / @/6aint on tumblr / .
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puppyeared · 1 month
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littlest furth shop
@laikascomet
#i think i had a little too much fun with this lol#i also wanted to draw road boy and other characters but maybe when they actually get introduced#i do have a sketch of him with a lil chainsaw.. im not gonna be normal when he gets introduced man he looks so sillygoofy#if you squint laika's eye marking is a clover yue's is a crescent moon and mars' is a star ^_^#i wanted to give laika an accessory too but i couldnt think of anything.. maybe a stack of pancakes??#im curious to see the apocalypse side of the story too.. like so far we have an idea of the comet fucking everything up#and im assuming that lead to a ripple effect causing the apocalypse but exactly how bad?? i cant wait to find out#rn im kinda piecing stuff together.. larkspur delivers mail in a beat up van so that might mean all transportation is grounded#the buildings we've seen so far are intact like the observatory and turnip's house but idk if thats the same for big cities#laikas playlist only includes songs downloaded on yue's computer and there hasnt been internet in 20 years.. but radio signals might#still work.. if yue grows his own food we can assume that mass production and distribution also isnt a thing anymore#sorry im a sucker for worldbuilding.. and the furth puns are fun to me. i like to think toronto would be clawronto.. and vancouver wld#be nyancouver.. barktic circle.. mewfoundland and labrador.. canyada....#christ i have so many drawing ideas. willow if youre reading this im so sorry youre probably gonna expect to see a lot of drawings frm me#like. i wanna draw laika in the akira bike pose so sosososo bad. IT WOULD BE SO AWESOMECOOL. ill teach myself to draw bikes if i have to#i also wanted to animate laika leekspin.. man#my art#myart#fanart#laika's comet#laikas comet#laika#mars#yue#furry art#fur#littlest pet shop#lps
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binalakarchive · 8 months
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the way you used to be
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pigeonpalacade · 3 months
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This review always struck me as something Adam would say
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what if all my ocs got pulled from their worlds isekai-style, and found themselves trapped in a physical dimension representative of the mind that created them. Now, alongside coming to terms with reality as they know it (and the existential horror of their very existence), they find out they need to destroy the creator in order to destroy the prison of its making. However, this poses uncertainty in whether or not that would destroy them as well, and opens discussions about what it means to exist.
The "characters" themselves will perceive these circumstances in vastly different ways, but still remain united in two ways: 1) they come from the same mind, and 2) they all wish to return to their status quo. But maybe... some wish to use the creator's mind in order to alter the nature of their world- and possibly all the others. Such stories do not exist without cruelties and suffering, so by reclaiming the very thing that made it happen is the perfect revenge. Reclaiming agency and being able to rewrite your entire story... It's tempting.
Many will team up and form alliances- with many being driven by the same mindset (or even being variations of each other), but it brings together the most extreme ends of the spectrum nonetheless. How will they view the other creations? Will they dehumanize and fictionalize them, as that really is all they are in the eyes of the higher power? Will they hold the same views towards themself? Or will they accept that they are independent beings that exist and continue to live? How far will they extend that mindset, when the limits of their comprehension get tested by the increasingly abstract and nonsensical nature of creative thinking?
The creator themself is an allegory for god- no shit- and to their creations they very much are. They influence and alter worlds at a whim- and with little to no consideration for the nature of it's existence beyond their own vision for that plain. How would the creatures they have come to revere react to them? How would their creator treat them, now knowing them as more than a piece of the narrative?
And moreso, what does it mean to exist? Why were these people pulled from the worlds they knew? Were they alive then? Are their feelings their own, or merely another aspect of themselves given to them by that who made them? Does the fact that they were created negate everything that they went through? How do they feel about everything that happened to them being planned and written with specific intentions? While exploring these thoughts, do they find themselves still wishing to return to their world (that really belongs to a higher power)? Of course they want to escape their current hellscape, but do they want to return? They don't even know if they'll even exist after destroying the creator?
Can art exist and live beyond the mind of who crafted it? If when it is shared, and exists beyond the mind, does that make it more valuable? Is it's existence merely dictated by if it lives in the mind- any mind, for that matter? If it's impact on those who consume it affect the way it's interpreted, does that affect the art itself? Is the way we tell stories, and continue to retell them, more impactful than the original vision? How to storytellers feel about how their products growing and existing beyond their control?
Fandom, followings, cults, memory- all vessels of interpretation and perception that allow for life to grow without a reason to.
To exist beyond reason; that is what it is to be alive.
The nature of living, especially with the knowledge of how and why you specifically came to be, can be such a confusing thing. No matter what thoughts those at the mercy of it come up with to justify their circumstances, they are yet again dealing with their circumstances as they always have. Within their narratives, controlled by another entity, were the still themself? If not, how would they have so much character going into this uncontrolled and unforseen event?
What makes a person a person? Is their identity still their identity? If not, what will they do to reclaim it?
Back to the scenario itself, let's say this event only happened because the creator is in some sort of physical state where their mind is not all cohesive and put together- resulting in the collapse of the worlds that live in that mind. Only the protagonists, fully-developed characters, and those who drive the story are still solid beings that are able to navigate the 'mindscape'. Due to both the creators condition, and the fact that my own thoughts can be jumbled and disorganized, the physical plain in which these 'ideas' are being held in is a constantly-changing land of mis-matched scenery. As the characters start becoming more independent, and act to form their own narrative, they gradually start to solidify the realm in which they reside in. It literally is like their building their own solid structures- much like how writing is 'set in stone'.
And let's say, hypothetically for narrative sake (a narrative within a narrative, about narratives, critiquing narratives. Im awesome), the creator's condition is slowly making them forget about their creations. What happens to the creations that get gradually forgotten? What makes something be forgotten? Lack of character? Lack of solidity? Lack of an independent world (for all my self-insert and fanon baddies out there)? Who among them would be left in the end? Who is the most important? Who deserves to have their story told?
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evasive-anon · 7 months
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Let Danny’s Parents Be Criminals
I hate the reveal gone wrong trope in the dpxdc fandom because we know Jack and Maddie end up supporting Danny and Dani in the end. His parents have some major flaws but wanting to torture their actual child isn’t one. What they are guilty of is going way too hard on any plan they cook up without thinking of the consequences.
If I were writing a dpxdc fic and I wanted Danny in adoptable status I’d just have Jack and Maddie in jail on charges of domestic terrorism after they killed off GIW agents and destroyed the GIW’s bases. They realized their ghost kids were in potential danger and went at the government the same way they went at ghosts, guns blazing and with reckless driving.
They end up in federal prison and they Vlad wins custody cause he’s rich and there is your runaway Danny plot starter.
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raepliica · 21 days
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priest guy sending mixed signals, what is he up to?🤨🕶🤏
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[Image Description: A warm-toned comic featuring Trigun98 characters. It opens with Vash shouting "YOWCH!!" as a half-eaten donut flies through the air, a bruise on Vash's tongue. Meryl, editing papers, is annoyed as he complains: "Ow! Ow! I bi'e my 'ongue..." "What's the rush?" Meryl asks, "They're all yours." Vash, still hurt, tries to explain: "They're jus' sooo good!" Meryl argues back, "Well, savour it then!" Wolfwood has been watching the scene unfold as Meryl continues, "Satisfying your sweet tooth doesn't come cheap, unfortunately." Wolfwood clicks his lighter open and closed, again and again. Without a word, he leans closer, his thumb on Vash's lips. "Wolfwood...?" Vash trails off. Then, Wolfwood opens Vash's mouth and knicks his thumb on one of Vash's canines in one fell swoop. "Wah? Huh??" Vash says as Wolfwood pulls his bleeding thumb away. He licks the blood off the wound then snickers at Vash. Meryl looks disgusted, Vash has lit up in an embarrassed explosion, and Milly remarks, curious: "Those are surprisingly sharp, Mr. Vash!" Question marks float around Vash, and his donuts lay discarded on the table. Each panel is signed by raepliica. End ID]
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callisteios · 1 year
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im going on a space adventure, and you’re all going to join me. take my uquiz to find out your assigned role in the crew
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tealgoat · 2 months
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Dialogue from the wonderful @wonder-of-the-stars !!
Taking notes
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