Emika: in my defense, I was left unsupervised

Roshan: wasn’t Tremaine with you?

Tremaine: in my defense I was left unsupervised

Noise the Wildcard

[Peppino is driving the van with Gustavo, Brick the rat, Pepperman, Mr. Stick, and the Noise on board. Mr. Stick is concerned because the rest of the van had just dumped the barrels out of the van] Mr. Stick: Shouldn't we have gotten these barrels out of the van before we got in? Pepperman: They're really heavy, money man. We've already had to do it, like, a million times! Mr. Stick: Where did you get the money for the gas? Peppino: Mr. Stick, will you shut up and let-a me continue?! Mio dio! [He turns to Gustavo] Now, Gustavo, when we get-a back to the tower, you and Brick waterboard the shit out of Pizzahead and-a get a confession! Gustavo: No problem. Peppino, Turning to Pepperman: Now, Pepperman, you take-a that confession to the Vigilante, use-a your charm and good looks, and get-a that reward money. Pepperman: Done and done! Peppino, Turning to Mr. Stick: Okay, Mr. Stick, you continue to be-a useless. Mr. Stick: ... Peppino: [sigh] The Noise and I will use that-a reward money to pay off my pizzeria's debt. Then we'll probably buy some more-a gasoline, because I feel that's a great plan. [Peppino proceeds to hit the brakes...only to find that they aren't working for some reason.] Peppino: Wait a second... Gustavo: Peppino, the gas pedal. Mr. Stick: You gotta jam it- Peppino: No, I'm saying- No, the BRAKES! [While Peppino continues to struggle with the brakes, the Noise just sits there with the most shit-eating grin on his face ever] Peppino: Guys, why aren't the brakes-a working?! Noise: BECAUSE I CUT THE BRAKES! WILDCARD, BITCHES! YEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAWWWWWW!!! [With that, the Noise leaps out of the van and takes off on his skateboard, leaving everyone else in the van] Mr. Stick: WHAT?! Pepperman: HOLY SHIT! Mr. Stick: OH GOD! Pepperman: OH MY GOD! Peppino: I CAN'T STOP THIS-A VAN! Mr. Stick: SERIOUSLY?! Peppino: ABORT!! ABORT!! [Everyone gets the fuck out of the van, leaving it to drive off on its own and crash]

Leander: ...So. Leander: When you said you're "magic in bed," this isn't exactly what I was exp— Alon: *holds up Jack of Hearts with a wink* Is this your card? Leander: *softly* Holy shit...

Maverick pulls off everything he promised about the Uranium Mission:

Cyclone: You actually were telling the truth.

Maverick: I do that quite a lot, and yet people are always surprised.

Just dumping my new tags!

emika: it must be nice to be so rich, you don't need to develop a personality.

hideo: quiet, emika.

emika: buy my silence.

Joker: I didn't drink that much last night. Wildcard: You were flirting with Bruce. Joker: So what? He's my boyfriend. Wildcard: You asked if he was single. Wildcard: And then you cried when he said he wasn't.

Akiren: Anyways, here's wonderwall

Morgana: *happy cat noises*

Yu: The non-dramatic approach is probably better here. *looks at Akira*

Akira: I wasn't going to be dramatic. I don't always use dramatics... Do I?

Yu:

Everyone else:

Akira:

Yu: The important thing is you believe that.

me looking at all my gifsets in my drafts trying to decide which to post like eeny meeny miny moe....

Ray: Don't worry, I've got a few knives up my sleeve. Marie: I think you mean cards. Jay: She did not. Ray, pulling out knives: I did not.

nothing stickman related just ocs

meet my mc ✦ ilw edition 1/5

i originally wanted to introduce all five of them (yes, i have FIVE 😭 one for each romance route) at once but i don't have all their profiles yet and besides this one's probably my favorite mc lmao

full name: amethyst "ame" dahlia grimes

age: 22

birthday: february 29th, 2000 (celebrates on the 28th in non leap years)

gender: non-binary transfem

pronouns: they/them

sexuality: bisexual

personality type: shows as sarcastic in game, but they're an absolute wildcard. yes, most of the time they use humor and witty quips to defuse situations or as their "default" mode, but they can also get aggressive from time to time, and when it comes to people they care about there's not a bit of sarcasm left in them. in general, very unpredictable, i'd say for them i picked 50% sarcastic choices and 25% of the other two personalities each.

love interest: lincoln mcquoid / aquino

occupation: unemployed during series events, goes on to become a fashion designer after moving to vegas

fate: merged with their human half, successfully defeated matty and cured the horrors

fates of friends: everyone survived and stayed, but abel did almost die because he didn't have a high enough nerve to avoid the incorrect options

more:

☆ they're very into new wave, goth rock, and 80s synth pop. (yes, they're a devotee just like me 😭) despite this, their style couldn't be further from gothic fashion, instead preferring to dress in 2000s fashion with racing and rave elements.

☆ they picked the name amethyst not only because of their favorite color being purple but also because of their birth stone, and their middle name dahlia because of the flower that symbolizes change. (fun fact: i wanted them to have a flower middle name and went with dahlia temporarily before i went wait. flowers have meanings don't they. and so i searched up if there's a flower for change and SURPRISE it's dahlia lmaooo 😭 i picked right)

☆ they used to want to become an astronomer when they grew up, but eventually grew out of it once they realized they're just really into space and the actual job would be really boring to them.

☆ they've been a dancer since age 14 and incorporate it into their fighting style. they don't have a particular weapon of choice, but they do like dual wielding, as for them it feels "empty" fighting with just one weapon.

☆ they've always been the "fight first, talk later" impulsive id-type, acting with their instinct and gut feelings rather than thinking rationally or keeping their emotions in check. only after forming a friendship with the main gang did they learn to be more rational and patient, although much of their former self is still there.

☆ they'll often wake up really early just to get their outfit and/or makeup ready. amalia always scolds them for it, and when they tell her she's up early too she replies that at least she's doing something important with her petition.

☆ they and lincoln are both fully and completely versatile, but only when it comes to who's topping or bottoming... since everyone knows it's always ame taking the wheel. upon first meeting him they thought he'd be hard and dominant in bed and were very pleasantly surprised upon finding out that's not the case.

Alright lads what up it's ya boi back with another crack video game lore theory but this time it's about the ark animated series because the Brainrot has gotten sooo bad dude help me

Anyway here's my theory on Rockwell's backstory based entirely on approximately 2 seconds of teasers and a singular drawing in the background. I'm expecting basically all of this to be incorrect I just think it's fun to speculate. Im tagging it as spoilers anyway just to be safe

1. He had a daughter named Charlotte (based on the drawing of a young girl in his study, which is who he likely name-drops in the part 2 teaser. I'm assuming daughter because it could serve as a bit of a stand-in for Helena's role in the game lore. Or a prerequisite. Bro is not escaping fatherhood no matter what version of the lore we go with and I think that's funny) [side note it's extremely cursed that that happens to be my name as well, Wildcard out of all the feminine English names you could have picked why did it have to be that one I'm goign to implode]

2. She died (bonus points if she dies of some illness that Rockwell himself recovers from, for that extra survivor's guilt)

3. Rockwell tried to lose himself in his work to cope, unfortunately said work happened to be early studies on Element and he started going off the rails about its potential of creation and modification, and no one believed him about its potential so they thought he's just genuinely insane (hence the "what is God compared to the genius of man" type comment. This would also parallel Helena being responsible for the early concept of recreating extinct creatures, much later used in the ARKs. He came up with the how, she came up with the why)

4. He got mercilessly locked up in an asylum and started to further deteriorate due to isolation (given how they've handled other characters I'm assuming this will be presented as a Bad Thing by the show. Like I don't think it'll be framed as "lol he deserved it" I think it'll be "hey this is why maybe we support struggling people instead of locking them away and forgetting about them")

5. He eventually dies and then wakes up on the ARK, cue extra "why did I get another chance and not my daughter" pain

6. While on the ARK he starts obsessing over Element again to prove to himself that he was always right about it and didn't deserve what happened to him

7. The Element starts inevitably corrupting him and from here we follow the old lore path yippee!!

If any of this comes true I will be eating drywall btw. Drinking paint. Gnawing at the bars of my enclosure etc etc

November 28 - Day 3 Inspiration/Unresolved

Continuation of Day 2 

“Is one of those choices my freedom?” She knew it was foolish to even ask, but it was a barb worth throwing out. 

The Grand Magister gestured toward the small dining table in the Perfect Penthouse spell’s kitchen, “Yes, though I doubt you’d know what to do with it.” 

Surprising. Not incorrect. Still, Fiorenze had no rebuke for it — she hadn’t anticipated an actual yes. She regarded him warily as she took the dictated seat, “Really?” 

He sat across from her, as they would have if this meeting had instead been hosted in his office in the Court of the Sun, “Your service to the Regency these many years has, even under bond, been laudable. You can be entirely free of your obligation and do what you will with the rest of your years as a regular citizen, or you can continue to work for Magistry Intelligence.” 

“What more is there for me to do in Magistry Intelligence? I can’t work in the noble Court anymore,” she leaned back in the plain chair, her thoughts shifting between the options as she attempted to glean his next move before he made it. 

Rommath remained as unreadable as ever, and content to make her wait in unresolved tension as he considered the overall play. She was about to start in again as he held up a hand, “There’s more to the job than just the Court; the greater push among the nations for “unity” means that we’ll all be gathering information on each other again. There are open ambassadorships and other jobs of state you could be seated into, or you could continue field work — though I think that’s a waste of your talent.” 

Her ears flicked up a bit, “I don’t think it’s a waste of my talent at all; mercenaries get to go everywhere and with far less scrutiny, especially those considered neutral. But, I can see the need to have “trusted”, known entities in visible positions of power, too. Do you think the Director could be inspired to have a bit of a wildcard?” 

A quiet, amused hum resonated from just beyond the scarlet cowl that hid most of his face, “They’re interested in retiring in the next decade, I imagine they could be inspired to do quite a bit if it ensures an airtight succession.” 

There had been rumors, but that was certainly news. She kept her own expression as unreadable as possible, “Are you setting me up for that position?” 

“You and a few others,” he set the hook as easily as it had been cast, “Farstrider Intelligence and the Blood Knights obviously have their own candidates within the Magistry they would like to have in that role.” 

What else was new. On the surface they all worked together well, but the internal politics between the various levers of the Sin’dorei state had always been a deadly mire. 

“Do you need a decision now?” She knew better than to accept outright, these offers were worth turning over again and again until the sharp edges of them had worn into a more comfortable understanding. 

“No; you have some time. Settle your business here and consider the kind of freedom your ambition truly wants,” he waved a hand idly and conjured a wine bottle and a couple of glasses onto the table, warping her Penthouse a bit to fit his own needs, “Before I go, I hope you’ll indulge me on what you’ve learned here so far.” 

Fiorenze smiled sharply, the subtle flex of his own arcane skill not lost on her, “As you wish.”

@daily-writing-challenge

Emmet: We call that a “traumatic experience.”

Emmet, turning to RJ: Not a “bruh moment.”

Emmet, turning to Richard: Not "karma finally coming to catch up with me.”

Emmet, turning to Unikitty: And DEFINITELY not “oof LMAO.”