#sorry it's my first time doing image ids for a comic
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Happy mothers day to Jancy in particular
#sorry it's my first time doing image ids for a comic#let me know if there's a way i could improve it#drawtectives jancy#jancy true#drawtectives grendan#drawtectives york#drawtectives rosé#drawtectives eugene#joebeans#truebeans#mothers day
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Bruce having his morning coffee looking out the window: "Is that a fucking peacock?"
I made this with https://fakechatmaker.com and microsoft paint
attempt at an image description and more legible text under the cut.
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[a fake screenshot of an unlabeled discord chat. The time marked at the top of the fake screenshot is 9:26 AM.
An image of a peacock standing on grass. A person without an icon labeled Me, implied to be Bruce Wayne comments “Apparently we have a peacock”. The time of this comment is labeled as 7:54 AM.
A person labeled Robin III with an icon of an overhead view of the Gotham skyline replies “oh you found it”
An icon of a black and yellow flashlight labeled The Signal replies “was that not normal fake rich people shit?” Then corrects himself to “stuff” with an Asterix.
Batgirl 3.0 who has an icon that is a block of purple replies “OMG did Damian steal it from Penguin or something?”
Me(Bruce Wayne): “language.”
The Signal: “sorry”
Nightwing whose icon is a comic panel of Nightwing eating popcorn comments “B I don’t think this is an appropriate place to be having this discussion.”
Me replies “My front yard is not an appropriate place for a peacock.”
Robin III comments “@Batgirl 3.0 He did. Exotic animal trafficking raid. About a week and a half ago.”
Me asks “how long has that animal been in my house?”
Robin IV: “he is not an animal! He is a majestic peafowl who deserves more than to live life in a cage!” Robin IV’s icon is the Robin symbol associated with Damian Wayne.
Red Hood whose icon is a brick wall comments “WHO IS BLOWING UP THE GROUP CHAT AT EIGHT IN THE FUCKING MORNING!” in all caps.
Me: “language.” Red Hood responds with an emoji of the middle finger.
Nightwing: “Guys let’s calm down. It’s just morning and we were all up late last night.”
The Signal: “I wasn’t.
Batgirl 2 whose icon is a yellow Bat symbol over a black background. Asks “cute what’s its name?”
Robin IV: “His name is Richard”.
Batgirl 3.0: “LMAO”
Nightwing: “excuse me!?”
Robin III replies with a crying laughing emoji.
Red Hood: “Ha that’s perfect. Hold on.”
Robin IV: “it isn’t an insult you imbeciles! The peafowl is a majestic animal that represents the beauty and grace of the flying Graysons!”
13 minutes later Red Hood replies by posting a black-and-white picture of Nightwing in his discowing costume.
The Signal replies with two crying laughing emojis.
Batgirl 3.0 replies “what is that?”
Robin III: “Nightwing’s first costume. It was Acrobat inspired. It’s not as bad as the mullet.”
Batgirl 3.0: “Oh I have to see that.”
Robin III: “give me a moment. I’ll find a photo.”
Nightwing: “don’t dish out what you can’t take little brothers. B has footage of both your first weeks as Robin.”
Robin III: “which means he has footage of you to Dick”
Nightwing: “Caroline. Hill.”
Robin III: “you wouldn’t.”
Nightwing: “you have no idea what I do.”
Red Hood: “I change my mind. It is still worth getting woken up at ass a.m. for this.”
Robin III: “really? Look at your eighth grade textbooks in a while? I wonder if Rena is still around.”
Me (Bruce Wayne) : “enough. Tim Dick stop blackmailing your brothers. Damien you will find a rescue for Richard. We will not be keeping him. Everyone else next time you see a strange animal in the manner tell me or Alfred as soon as you can.”
Robin IV :“yes father.”
The Signal : “well that was an interesting way to start the day.” The time of last comment is 9:25 AM
End ID]
#Jason gets his blackmail from newpapers#Tim and Dick have primary sources#batfam#batfamily#dick grayson#bruce wayne#batman#damian wayne#tim drake#stephanie brown#duke thomas#jason todd#cassandra cain#I was going to do a punchline of there being another peacock but it was already so long#batdad#long post
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> heart emoji
> ID below and in alt text-
[Image Description: A four-panel cartoon comic titled "celebrities shop too," by "my silly comics" which is all one word. It is uncoloured, with black line art on a white background.
Panel 1: In the top left corner there is a rectangular box with the text "at the store," inside. A person is standing beside a small, round table with a yellow can of peaches on top of it. They are smiling down at it, eyelids drooped. The text above them reads "peach time [ellipsis]"
Panel 2: A close up of the person's hand, reaching to grab the peach can. Another person's hand is doing the same, and they slightly brush fingers.
Panel 3: A photo of Ben Below as Drumbot Brian has been edited onto the panel. He is sitting down on stage, looking upwards with a big smile. He is wearing a white shirt and light brown vest, and his black top hat with goggles and a rose. The text above him reads,"ah [exclamation point] so sorry."
Panel 4: A bust close up of the first person, still smiling and eyelids drooped. The text above them reads, "dr [ellipsis] drumbot brian [ellipses]"
End ID.]
#the mechanisms#i wanted to do nastya too but like#she would not fucking say that yaknow#so dbb is a better choice <3#drumbot brian#the mechs#peach time
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My gift for the hilarious @ladytyburn for the Nagato Birthday gift exchange! Expanding again on her office AU (this is why Kisame has been un-fished a bit YES it felt wrong but I'm strong)
[Image ID: A three page digital comic about Nagato's birthday.
On the first panel, Konan seems to be thinking hard, a cup of coffee in her hand, Itachi stands next to her and asks: "What's wrong Konan?" She explains: "It's Nagato's birthday on Tuesday... And I don't know what to get him..." Itachi innocently answers, thinking about old Madara: "Oh I know the struggle, I never know what to get my grandpa. Old people haha." She put a hand on his shoulder, and tell him through gritted teeth: "Itachi... Nagato is 35." Itachi is very embarrassed and apologizes. Before he can add anything he's interrupted by Deidara who put his hand on Itachi's shoulder, saying to Konan: "You could buy me art!" She asks: "Can you guarantee it won't explode?" to which he answers: "Nope!" so she dismiss the idea. Hidan includes himself in the conversation, suggesting: "Easy! Buy yourself lingerie and surprise him!" Deidara and Itachi are mortified, scolding him: "Hidan! That's so inappropriate! And you can't theorize about the boss' private life!" Konan dismiss the idea, unphased: "Nah I already have enough and picked one already for that night." Itachi is even more mortified, feeling like this is Too Much Info. Sasori chimes in holding a doll still in her box, suggesting it for the present, but Konan dismiss it as well. She says: "I want something truly special. More personal-" Sasori attempt to chime in again, saying: "A you shaped doll-" but she angrily dismiss him again, pushing him down with her hand. Kisame tells her wisely: "You know him the best, Konan. Trust yourself. Pick something that will make you think of him."
On the next page, Konan is out of the office, wearing casual clothes with a small green backpack and wanders what seems to be a mall, still upset and thinking: "... Something that will make me think of him..." Her attention is caught by something and she smiles at last, saying: "Oh! This is!..." On the next panel she holds a book over her head triumphantly, exclaiming: "Our old teach's new book!! Yes! This is perfect!! He loved the first one!" She is standing next to a book display with a poster of Jiraiya in a funny pose and goofy expression, the poster reads: "New! By 'best seller' '''author''' Jiraiya." On the next panel, time has past and it is now Nagato's birthday. He is late at work, just closing his laptop, appearing tired and saying: "-Sigh- It's already 7 pm. I didn't see time pass by... Again... Time to go home." But as he comes out of his office on his wheelchair (wearing his coat and froggie slippers), he is surprised by loud exclamations and the pop of multiple party horns and confetti thrower. His employees yells: "Happy birthday boss!!" While he looks horrified and genuinely scared.
On the next panel, the office is all prepped for a party, a tablet is set up with Zetsu the plant (wearing a bowtie), a cake and a bottle of champagne. Hidan is holding balloons and is yelling, pointing at the table: "We even got you a cake!" A banner hanging on the wall reads: "Happy 635th birthday!" Deidara is screaming: "I got fireworks!" holding one up in the air. On the side, Kakuzu is sleeping on an office chair next to a table with a cup on it. A caption reads: "was drugged to avoid a money tantrum." Nagato is all confused, hair disheveled by the shock. Konan is standing in the middle, holding her present, looking all embarrassed, she tells him: "I'm so sorry, I didn't know they'd do this..." She then give him the present, watching him unwrap it with a soft smile, reminiscing a dear memory of their teacher putting his hands on their head when they were kids, Nagato holding his book preciously. She says: "I took Kisame's advice and picked something that made me think of us... I think you'll love it." The background behind her is made of grey and pinkish roses. But when Nagato unwraps the book he totally misses the author name and is instead shocked to read the big warning in the corner: "R18, this is porn." He turns red and sit shocked and confused with the book in his hands. The background behind him is a collage of ahegaos (I'm sorry). Konan put her hands next to her face, smiling wide and asking: "So... Do you like it?" Next to her is a caption pointing at her: "Genuinely did not check." She looks so happy but Nagato is still red and confused, he doesn't want to offend her and ruin her happiness so he answers: "Y-yes thank you." Everyone in the room (even the plant) looks at him with a knowing naughty smile as he gets even more embarrassed, Nagato frowns wondering: "Why in front of everyone!" /.End ID]
#nagato uzumaki#nagato#uzumaki nagato#konan#nagakonan#nagakona#hidan#kakuzu#deidara#sasori#zetsu#akatsuki#kisame hoshigaki#naruto comic#naruto fanart#naruto#naruto shippuden#naruto art#Jiraiya#Red Moon Inc. Comic#i better have remembered the exact tag correctly tumblr decided fuck you you're on your own for that one despite me using it previously
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“I don’t need help from you.” The yōkai growled and sat up, but he didn’t try to stand. “Just what do you want? Did you come to finish the job?”
“Hah, what, you mean kill you?” Michelangelo smiled for some reason and narrowed his eyes. “Sorry, but we’re not fond of playing with people’s lives like you are.”
Sometimes I have very clear images when I write but I never know how well they come across
From my fic Artificial Phoenix
ID under the cut
[ID: A four panel comic page in black, grey and white. In the first panel in the upper left corner is a drawing of Draxum from Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles with his injuries after wearing the dark armor. He has one arm against the wall to steady himself as he glares. He has a hood over his head and a cloak covering part of his body. In the panel he says, "Just what do you want? Did you come to finish the job?"
In the second panel in the upper right it's a shot of Michelangelo, though his eyes are cut off by the top of the panel and it only goes down to his shoulders. His mouth is open slightly.
Just below it is a very similar panel, though this time he is smiling and his eyes are covered by his speech bubble which says, "Hah, what, you mean kill you?"
The last panel which takes up the bottom is another shot of Michelangelo in front of a brick wall, but this time you can see his eyes as he has an eerie smile on his face. Half his body is covered in shadow. His dialogue bubble at the top reads, "Sorry, but we’re not fond of playing with people’s lives like you are."]
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What changes with Henry's experience in the Cycle in your au? Is everything the same, or do some of the events change?
Basically everything changes! I first made this au as a rewrite of the story so for the whole time this has existed, I’ve been moving stuff around. Here’s a terrible guide to my changes:
Sorry about my handwriting. Also click on it cause it’s even more illegible if you don’t
It’s supposed to be very reminiscent of a cool found-footage horror comic called BLINK, where there’s this woman who just goes deeper and deeper into a conspiracy, which, in turn, warps the world around her. It reminded me a lot of batim!
Alt under the cut
(Image ID: What Henry does throughout every chapter of my au.
Chapter 1: Henry is seen traumatized and holding a key with the Ink Demon behind him. The text says that the chapter stays mostly the same, but the ritual puzzle has been changed to a puzzle with a projector.
Chapter 2: Henry holds a fire axe in one hand and a penny with a bendy silhouette in the other. Alice Angel, now just Angel, looks above him. The text says “peer pressure” and that this is where the theme park takes place.
Chapter 3: Henry sits on a chair with Buddy and Allison behind him. The text says “He gets to couch surf” and “I’m still trying to figure out the premise here”.
Chapter 4: Henry kneels tied up on a wooden plank while Sammy leans very close to his face. Tom’s in the background. The text says “homoerotic tension”.
Chapter 5: Henry holds a bendy doll and runs from his shadow, which is in the shape of Bendy and Joey. The text says “Dukin’ it out filename2 style” as in filename2 from Baldi’s Basics. It also says “Joey’s here too”. End ID)
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@oldtakakweek day one: birthdays, morning/night routine, disability
kakyoin’s fucked up spine whenever it detects changes in the matress: im going to make such a big deal out of this
also here’s an add-on of their night routine:
image id of this all under cut
image id: a sketchy, 8-paged digital comic, and a single digital sketch, of kakyoin noriaki and jotaro kujo from jojo’s bizarre adventure as old men, living together, had they both survived to make it to the point.
the comic:
in the first page, kakyoin wakes up slowly and finds he’s alone, the other side of the bed empty
in the second page, kakyoin is making warm drinks (tea for himself, coffee for jotaro), and then is seen rolling outside in a wheelchair, with aforementioned drinks on a tray in his lap. the sun is rising, their house close to the sea, as he heads towards a shed in the unfenced backyard
in the third page, jotaro is leaned over an aquarium tank, handling a nudibranch, gently carrying it to some algae to eat. he’s smiling, the scar on his face from pucci visible. kakyoin smiles at him privately before announcing his presence with a “morning.” jotaro turns, saying “oh! noriaki. morning”
in the fourth page, jotaro takes his cup and sips, while kakyoin grumbles, “you woke me up.” jotaro replies, “sorry.” kakyoin adds on, “on my birthday.” jotaro replies, “sorry.” kakyoin pauses before asking, “how are the nudis” and jotaro responds “good!”
in the fifth page, jotaro finishes his cup, smiling at kakyoin fondly. “thank you. for the coffee” he says
in the sixth page, kakyoin squirms a bit over the blatant gratitude, clearly unsure with how he should respond
in the seventh page, kakyoin breathes out, smiling with his eyes closed, ironically as if admitting defeat, while he says, “...sure. next time you wake me up though, i’m putting salt or cyanide in it.” jotaro laughs off screen
in the eighth page, jotaro has turned back to his tank, smiling softly as he promises, “i’ll be back inside soon,” and kakyoin comments, “you better!”. in the last panel, kakyoin is rolling back to the house and jotaro is facing his nudibranchs again. both are smiling as they do.
the sketch:
kakyoin is sitting on the bathroom counter in a nightgown, squinting as he focuses on shaving jotaro’s face, who’s standing patiently in his tank top and pajama pants. jotaro says, “you know noriaki, i can do this mys-” before kakyoin interupts, saying, “NO i want to. it’s practice so i don’t cut myself when i shave.” jotaro lets out an ironic “thanks...” in response to this
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#art#jjba#oldtakak week 2022#oldtakak#jotaro kujo#kujo jotaro#jotaro#kakyoin noriaki#noriaki kakyoin#kakyoin#jotakak#kajo#joka#jokak#kakjo#kakjota#noritaro#jotariaki#why do they have so many ''ship'' names#jojo#jojos bizarre adventure#jojo's bizarre adventure#oldtakakweek2022
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as someone with DID (it'snot called "split personality disorder, that feels dismissive/disrespectful tbh?), i find the Batman/Bruce dichotomy really fun & a good analogy to explain to outsiders as a hero struggling with his trauma etc, he's probably the most iconic heroic example of dissociation from trauma by throwing oneself into a separate identity.
Also, in common DID theory there isn't an original part, it's a bunch of fractured selves that hold different traumas/have different skills that all work together as a cohesive whole as the end goal. It's about balance and accepting your pain happened to you ect etc
I know everyone has opinions like, that's fine, but your points are actually arguing even more for DID!bruce if you had like, actually done research on DID instead of just getting annoyed at a popular theory that has been canon before being popular canon. (Batman: Ego is the oldest example I've found, but there's probably more)
Deciding to revive my fanfic about Bruce having "split personality disorder" specifically to spite you & your weird, grumpy brand of abelism 🤘🏻
.....................okay so one, you know you could simply assume best intentions and say 'hey, this is the correct term for this' instead of writing a whole rant in my inbox, right? I'm sorry I wasn't more careful in my word choice; the point was to note that Bruce and Batman aren't distinct and separate personalities that can be separated from each other (as more than one comic arc has pointed out). I'm more than happy to update the post to make that more clear.
Two, you do understand that my post was a direct response to the thousand "is Bruce Wayne the mask or is Batman the mask" debates that constantly circle the internet and are currently experiencing a revival on both Reddit and Twitter right now, yes?
The point is not whether or not Bruce's trauma (which has been depicted in several ways) canonically manifests via multiple separate identities; the point of the post was calling out the dudebros who want to sound smart and love asserting "Batman is who he REALLY is, Bruce is totally the mask" as if it makes any kind of sense in the context of Bruce's character, why he becomes Batman, and how he's actually portrayed. It's not about whether he has DID or any other form of mental trauma; it's literally just the Batman debate equivalent of "is Superman Clark Kent first or is he Superman first? Which one is the secret ID?" except ten thousand times more annoying.
Also regarding Ego, the Bat is an embodiment of Bruce's subconscious, the part of Bruce's brain that drives him to be Batman; that's why the story is called "Ego," because it's meant to be a struggle between Bruce's id and ego (ala Freud's "id, ego, and superego" personality theory). It's largely written as symbolism for dramatic effect so Darwyn Cooke could more effectively voice Bruce's internal struggle, not an actual indication of how Bruce's mind canonically works.
Though if you wanted to bring up Ego in context of DID, I might remind you of the section where "Batman" legitimately offers to split Bruce's mind in half so he can kill the Joker guilt-free, which flat-out states his mind DOESN'T work that way:
"Therefore, although we share a host body, I suggest we admit that we are separate entities-you are not responsible for my actions any more than I am responsible for yours. As Bruce Wayne, you'll be free to chase women, build hospitals, kiss babies...whatever you desire. But when the Batman is needed you will step aside...and leave me free...to deal with the devil in kind."
"You're talking about what? Self-induced psychosis? Voluntarily splitting our personalities?"
"I'm talking about freedom to act. To fulfill our individual destinies."
"You are truly ruthless. I should know. It was my force of will that molded you in this image. But I channeled your fury towards a purpose. I tempered your wrath. Left unchecked your vengeance would be...monstrous. The answer is no."
-Batman: Ego
tl;dr I'm super sorry I wasn't more careful with my word choice and I'm absolutely happy to go change it, but I genuinely think you need to take a step back and re-evaluate my post in context of what I was actually trying to say with it, because it had nothing to do with any of the things you're actually talking about here. I wrote it in about 10 minutes after being frustrated that a super tired debate topic that's been argued to death is once again making the rounds. Write whatever fics you want if it makes you happy; writing out of spite because you misinterpreted a tumblr post is probably going to make you run out of steam before you finish it, though. Best of luck to you.
#asks#replies#bruce wayne meta#bruce wayne#batman meta#dc fanwank#tldr my post was about a long-running internet debate not canon depictions of trauma
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chapter 5, page 27
first - previous - next
[image description: an sac webcomic page. “sure, we’ve got time” says the girl with the braids and green coat. “you’ve got time. mine has already passed” the transparent boy with a different, more old fashioned style green coat. “you’re not fucking dead- he’s not dead, ignore him. I’m bone shatter, and this is spooky”. the girl continues, not looking at her companion who is dramatically posing, one hand on his chest and the other against his forhead. the boy’s eyes are fully white, and the skin around them has a green tint.
“bones, it’s been 5 years, you need to move on” he says, sadly, head loward and his hand on his chest (not the same that was previously on his chest) over his heart, as he fades away. lewis stares on, visibly uncomfortable. “why do you always have to do this in front of people, i can’t take you anywhere” bones scolds him.
“....Okay this is uncomfortable. Can I just ask questions? I'm trying to find a serial killer who took my friend.” lewis interrupts, still unfomfortable and annoyed. “oh my god i’m so sorry, go ahead” replies spooky, the speech bubble pointing to him despite him now being invisible. end id]
wrong time for that kind of jokes, bro
is he a ghost or just commited to the bit? who knows! there is no superpower that can bring back the dead but characters can sit on the line between life and death just fine!
anyway i cant comment much because ive been sick the past few days so getting this done was hard, but i did it! really hoping i manage to get a buffer made this christmas holidays....
[id: cropped images of spooky in the above comic, except he is not transparent or glowing. end id]
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Solace just cemented his position as third party member to physically strike Romar, the second to do so out of the unbridled fury he provokes, and also cemented his utter hatred of him! Great position to be in when you’re in a tight-knit party together and rely on each other to stay alive.
[Image: a digital comic drawn in black and grey, depicting a conversation between Romar, a strongly-built human man with a topknot, covered in tattoos, and Solace, a very gaunt drow in a heavy wool coat and hat.
Romar stands, self-righteously delivering his point: “no, slaves are beasts of burden, they don’t have souls-“
He’s then cut off by Solace, gesturing in outrage with his walking cane in hand, who says, “so you mean to tell me that upon emancipation I was just suddenly bestowed one?!”
Romar enthusiastically answers, “yes!” His face then contorts comically as the handle of the aforementioned cane is swung into it at speed. End ID.]
They then exchanged a few letters, after Solace recognised that he should nip his fury in the bud before Romar drove him to commit anything even more violent and impulsive, and stomped away to seethe on his own. Those are pretty amusing, and under the cut.
The first letter has no image, but its text read:
“Romar,
I wanted to acknowledge having struck you with the handle of my cane. While I do not shirk responsibility for letting my temper get the better of my judgement, I also do not believe that you had no part in sufficiently and deliberately agitating it to such an extreme, and my opinions on yours remain in unchanged abhorrence. I cannot say I am inclined to like you in any great measure, and must admit that itself is a generous phrasing of the fact. I nonetheless owe you an apology; wanton violence is an unintelligent and ineffectual way to resolve disagreement, and I do not wish to be in truth or rumour the kind of man who resorts to it. Your words struck a nerve, and I faltered, and for that I am deeply ashamed and sorry.
I do not need your forgiveness, but I do hope we can go forward from this incident in a gentlemanly manner.
Yours finitely,
Solace Petrichor.”
The second letter is a reply from Romar (which I was delighted to receive as an image from his player, my friend Chris):
[Image: the second letter. It’s typed to look handwritten, in elegant red text on aged-looking paper, with a bloodstain in a suspiciously similar red colour in the bottom right corner. It reads:
“Solace
It is well understood that those that resort to violence as a last resort of debate know are only showing frustration in failure. It is clear that the realities I spoke were for you recognised as uncomfortable truths you were unable to reconcile between your emotion and intellect, which were clearly at odds with each other bringing on self hate. Unwilling to accept the truth you struck out for this I bear you only pity and no ill will.
However, to suggest that my words were but trivial agitation, likened to the mercurial mistreats of Allva is a profound insult to my church and true faith Such an affront, as transgressions of others I have already recorded cannot be readily forgiven. Therefore at a future time when opportunity presents itself there is a debt in kind to be paid.
Yours patiently
Romar”
End ID.]
Solace was, understandably, only further perturbed. He then scrawled out a rebuttal, though never actually delivered it. (I hand-wrote his response, thoroughly charmed by the effort Chris had put into Romar’s.)
[Image: the third letter. It’s handwritten (digitally) on similarly aged-looking paper, with dark ink, in Solace’s near-incomprehensible scrawl. It reads as follows:
“Romar,
I would like to congratulate you on earning the title of second-most infuriating man I’ve ever met. I understand now that a favour to you is not an exchange between equals, but a system of blackmail with which you lord power over your contemporaries at the excuse of showing toward them any feeblest action of goodwill, and indulge the sick fantasies revelling in the pit in your soul moulded in the negative image of conscience. Consider the favour I supposedly owe returned in the undue respect I have, up to this point, shown you. Consider it paid. Should I prove myself foolish enough to be found in your debt again, know that I will resign from this position by doing you the kindness of restoring any stolen symmetry to your face by striking it from the other side.
Yours resentfully,
Solace Petrichor.”
End ID.]
Solace balled up the letter and tossed it across the floor, hoping his temper would have been sufficiently caught in the words or creases to collect dust in tandem. Even through the red haze, he knew how futile it would be to deliver it, and that his straws would break long before the camel’s back. No, he told himself. Anger has no seat at this table. There is work to be done; waste not your oil on burning daylight.
He leant back on the bed of the inn, conscious that he should be making the most of the chance to rest while there was still more than a couple inches of bedroll between his weary bones and the cold, callous earth. If he wanted to sleep so close to daisy roots, he’d do it grinning up at them from the solace of his grave.
Familiar fragments of poignance swam in his mind. The stars were winking at him through the gap in the curtains, and the air outside had handled the evening as gently as its bitter chill could do. It would be foolish to waste such mercy on anything but appreciation.
He drew his instrument and began, with masterful quiet, to tune it, and then to play, letting the feeling guide him along nebulous melodies and distant, glowing chords, charting through the fog to familiarity and meaning. Though it hung heavy in the air, he could feel it about to clear, and some ray of sunshine - however fleeting - waiting patiently to fall on him.
#D&D#Art#Comic#Human#Monk#Drow#Bard#Romar#Solace Petrichor#VoK#Letter#The Pictures of Dorian They#Cast List#ID#18.9#2022#Slavery mention
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I wonder what all the younger heroes plan to do career-wise once they're older. What do you think? I can't really see Bart becoming a scientist like Barry or Wally, or a reporter like Iris, so he's a mystery. Maybe a counselor like Ed? Helping kids with traumatic backgrounds? Does Jaime want to be a dentist like in the comics? What about Cassie? She doesn't wear a mask or anything, so is she a public hero now? And Virgil? Even Tim and the other Batkids? Sorry for the overload, just curious!
Sooo... for reasons I cannot explain, I am terrible at thinking these sorts of things up (seriously I can even do it for my own life) hence why it has taken me SO LONG to come up with any of this (very sorry about that)... anyway, here goes...
Careers…
(there is absolutely no logic or reasoning behind most of these - I just wrote down the first thing I thought of… and I have no wider DC canon knowledge either...)
Ed - (who is probably the easiest one) would be some kind of counsellor… maybe if we ever see the sanctuary thing Dinah mentioned in the last episode we could see Ed actually working there as a counsellor (I presume there’d be councillors there) - the MHYC certainly doesn’t seem to have much happening there anymore - so maybe that’s his next step?
Bart - definitely something with kids - I imagine he loves babysitting and being around kids who are bursting with energy all the time - he’s good at keeping up with them - so something that involves taking care of them.
Jaime - an engineer… i can see him studying in something technical but I definitely cannot see YJs jaime being a dentist… but who knows maybe he is - Greg and Brandon do like keeping in obscure comic details - like Dinah being a florist.
Traci - something with animals… I can imagine her working/volunteering in an animal shelter and having a strong connection with all the animals
Cassie - a writer...
And Virgil - something artistic... illustrator or photographer maybe...
Again, there’s no actual reasoning behind these two, I’ve just got this image of Cassie shadowing Clark at work and cassie not shying away from going straight into a difficult story and Clark being impressed and a really great mentor - those two bonding would be so fun to see (honestly, after s4, I just want more Clark interacting with the youngsters - it'd be cool)… Then maybe Virgil could be like the jimmy Olsen to Cassie's Clark Kent - they have such a strong friendship, and I like the idea of them teaming up outside of the hero game - it doesn't have to be in journalism, but whatever it is, she writes and he illustrates to create something truly epic!
Raquel - I have no clue and can't even think of something random...
same goes for kaldur - though i feel like for him, up until the end of his arc in s4, his life was being Aquaman or serving the king/council in some way and nothing else... so yeah, no other clues on him.
then, Dick - a detective, but in his off time he goes back to his acrobatics...
and Zatanna is a stage magician.
And that’s all I got for potential professions. In terms of secret id’s, I will say i have always been confused on what the situation is with those who don't where masks who are public heroes - Ed, Virgil, Cassie - i presume they're just out and, given nothing has ever been said otherwise, I guess they don’t get too much trouble from it. I don’t know but I would really like to see what everyday life is like for those who don’t wear masks - I imagine there’s the odd selfie request… and now I have the image of Ed and Bart walking down the street when they’re stopped by someone asking if they can have a picture with Ed the Outsiders, the kid gives Bart the camera and he and Ed just share a knowing look at each other before taking the picture, the kid thanks them both and goes merrily on his way while bart and Ed playfully tease each other for the rest of the day.
Thanks for the messages anons - I hope this answered at least some of your questions…
LB
#thanks anon!#ask box#my response#young justice#yj#my random thoughts#bart allen#eduardo dorado jr#cassie sandsmark#virgil hawkins#jaime reyes#traci thurston#clark kent#tackling the backlog
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Hello!!! Your recent ID post has def helped me a lot and I'm slowly adding alt text to past work (and then eventually reblog with IDs in desc :D). However there are some things that I'm still uncertain about:
1) How should someone properly format ID's where you have multiple images that you don't want to/can't separate with IDs (i.e. comics). I'm sorry if I missed an example of that in one of the linked sources ^^;
2) Additionally, as someone with hand/wrist issues I'm really grateful for shortened posts/read mores as it's less strain for my hands to scroll past. That is to say, would it still be rude to place an ID in a read more if the IDs happen to be lengthy (in the event of describing multiple images)? Would it be better to add it as a reblog instead?
I would like to try to make my posts more accessible for others!!! I'm incredibly grateful for those who provide audio captions, so I am very interested in doing the same for visual descriptions :D thank you for bringing attention to this, and providing helpful resources on the topic as well ^w^♡
I'd like to mention there's a Tumblr feature that automatically shortens long posts. Go to Settings -> Dashboard -> Interface --> Shorten long posts.
Hi besties! Also don't worry. There are a lot of links I gave you guys, and even I get lost in the sauce. The most useful thing I found writing IDs for comics is this:
it's for all types of visual media, but it has a comic section. The general formatting is this:
Write comics in a single ID:
Have an introductory paragraph where you describe the context of your comic, or the context of its beginning. This includes your style, the main subjects and how they're positioned, the surroundings (the location), and the basic thing happening between the characters.
Then the later paragraphs will go into specifics of dialogue and action. If there's a visual change, such as a zoom-in or a change of perspective, you're going to describe that, and put that before the dialogue.
End ID
Panel by panel is not good. Comics are narratives and stories and they need a flow. This post talks about it here:
Also, often, describing a comic isn't that long. Unless you're posting multiple full-blown pages at a time, then your typical 4-panel or maybe, 1-2 page comic will span a few paragraphs for the ID. But I answered an anon over at @lab-labrava about comic lengths. If it genuinely is long then @antimonarchy addressed this problem
Put image descriptions first. Don’t hide them under readmores or any other text. If you have something with multiple images and you are the creator, place the description under each image in succession rather than all at the end. Readmores are ableist, as they require someone who has vision problems/one of the conditions described above to do more work to access the message of visual content.
^^^ This goes more in depth. Check the section with Placement of ID
You guys see me writing IDs in reblogs like this:
ID:
Image 1: (description of image)
Image 2: (description of image)
End ID
This is because I'm reblogging from the OP. I don't own the original post, so I'm forced to format it like this when ideally, I'd place the ID straight after each image. if you have multiple images, then write an ID for each image and place it straight after that image, like the following:
(image 1)
ID: (description of image 1) end Id
(image 2)
ID: (description of image 2) end ID
and so on.
Full-Blown Comics with Multiple Images/Pages
See I'm so conflicted here. When it's a huge ongoing project, then the ID for each page can span multiple paragraphs, and each Tumblr post may have multiple comic pages in a single update. So my formula above, where I place an ID straight after each image can elongate the post severely. In that case, alt text is a good idea. Especially since people using screen-readers may listen to Image image image, and skip past the post, not waiting the lump-sum ID near the end. In this case, you can forgo ID and write alt text. That's what most people do anyways.
I hope that answers some questions
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reading an issue that has a deliberate fake out in it: OH. I understand Everything now
[Mirage 17, Eric Talbot (who also credits Eastman on story and scripting, which Eastman mostly refutes in idw's ultimate collection), Letters: Steve Lavigne]
[ID: Two panels, Mikey, in simple Japanese style dress. He reaches out and says "I have need of your hat." Then a shot of him wearing a straw hat, which shadows his face, to conceal the nature of his being. END ID]
Last Ronin 2, Art: Esau & Isaac Escorza. Normally, a fully colour comic of the modern style
[ID: Small art of Mikey, kneeling, tending to a garden, he wears a straw hat. The art is in graphic black and white, with half tones like the duoshade paper, and jittery line paneling. END ID]
So. Square that mystery away. why are the flashbacks of mikey alone in japan different from the other flashback style? Well aside to just communicate tone and atmosphere (which they do). This stuff. Eastman's annotations also mention possible influence from the unmade 'final turtles story', (the idw ult collection pub. 2012) which very first conceptions seem to be very old, and is now the last ronin, 2020.
anyway. more art from the mirage issue
[ID from alt: Mikey jumping out a window, his clothes now tattered, a young woman, Tai, clinging to his back. off panel speech "Guards!!!" END]
Three panels, over 2 images. Mikey grimly, speaking to Tai "But I cannot... I must keep searching for my brothers." He turn away with a dark expression "Together, we must return to our home. I'm sorry...". Tai hugging Mikey, his face comically shocked, his hands hovering up. There is a lightened halo affect in the panel around them.
Now only scroll further if you wish to have the gimmick explained to you.
They really had me, with this one. Cause time travel IS A THING. The turtles can do. AND this was published after the turtles 1st cross over with Usagi Yojimbo, and (i didnt include any but) many dinosaur like animals are shown in the art. Like in that comic, tho clearly the inhabitants are human people, not anthro animals. And even, this plot in some ways resembled the third live action turtles movie. The Real Answer?
ID: Full page panel, rich with details. Mikey, in his room. Seated at his desk, a stack of writing, and the mess of work around him. In a sheepish gesture, pen to his mouth, and other hand on his head, he speaks to his cat, "Well, that's the story so far, what do you think Klunk-- Too corny?". He's wearing a batman logo tshirt, and his room has many other popular media franchises in it. There is also a poster for Eastman and Talbots comic "Melting Pot", and even, a ninja turtle toy on his shelf. He has is knee pads and belt on the bed, mask and nunchaku on a hook, and shuriken thrown into the wall. END
dudes in the 80s fucking loved to write themselves a Ronin inspired story. art intimates life inmates art. or something. i think its hysterical they did this.
#some shit#turbles...#idw obviously wasting no time on having those sweet sweet turtle publishing rights with the collected book.#i find it funny eastman said he didnt really work on this issue. but if he wasnt credited at all. pattern suggests it then would not have#been included in the collected book. not haha funny but funny.#i am further curious about the lettering situation cause i will say. it DOES look different! i wonder if lavigne matches with the artists?#and not that im really ranking but i think this is the best klunk out of everyone whose drawn him.#wifi blogs mirage
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The Same People (3/4) - ID version
Following are five black and white comics pages of characters from Mob Psycho 100, each with an image description below it.
ID: Six panels.
First, Mob and Tsubomi in the park, a vending machine and a bench visible among the trees. Mob looks away, cowed, while Tsubomi leans her head over and looks at her fidgeting hand. Mob says, "Yeah. I'm... gonna go."
Closeup on Mob's eyes as he says, "Thank you for waiting for me, despite everything. You had faith in me, even through all that."
Then Tsubomi's face, neutral, looking down.
Then the same view of Mob's eyes but his hair is spikey and his irises are big and dewey. Little sparkles come off of him. He says "Thank you for everything. Just for being there, not for me, but for everyone, for yourself. We're not who we were but I'll always be greatful for you--" "Hold it."
Mob blinks away the sparkles while Tsubomi looks mildly annoyed, low eyebrows, wide, flat mouth. "I'm not leaving for like, two weeks, Mob. You're still gonna see me in the hallways and stuff. No final goodbyes. It'd get weird."
Finally they look goofily away and think, at the same time, "It already is."
End ID.
ID: Four panels.
First, a wide view of the park that Mob and Tsubomi are in. Mob looks away and back, holding the wrist that holds the flower, while Tsubomi hunches and looks sidelong at her fidgeting hand again.
Then a closeup of Tsubomi's fidgeting hand. Off-panel Mob says, "So I guess,"
"See you later." This panel is mirrored from the first page of this whole fancomic, Mob stepping over the same tree.
Tsubomi picks up her bag from under the bench and waves back, expressionless. Again this is a mirror of when she saw him while she was sitting at the bench in the very first panel.
End ID.
ID: Five panels.
First, a view of Tsubomi from above. She is slumped over, arms hanging and head hanging heavily so her hair obscures her face entirely.
Second, the trees around Tsubomi seem to lean forward as Tsubomi approaches a tall, wide tree. Her form is hunched and angular as she says, eyebrows low, eyes wide, mouth open, "God dammit."
Third, a caption box shows the words "TREE KICK: One of Tsubomi's special moves." Tsubomi turns into all angles, hair flying up behind her as she kicks the trunk as hard as she can, effects lines exploding off the blow. "GOD DAMMIT!"
Then Tsubomi tilts her head back and closes her eyes in defeat, slumped into curves. The trees lean away.
Finally Tsubomi reaches the exit of the park and responds "Oh what the hell now" to the rubble and destruction outside. I stole this background from the original mob psycho comic.
End ID.
ID: Six panels. Every character except Tsubomi is someone I made up for this scene.
First, a boy rushes nervously past a door to a classroom. On the wall a poster says, "Solving Quadratics." Someone off-panel asks "Tsubomi, did you end up talking to Mr. Yubata about openings at your cram school?"
Two girls gawk into the classroom as they walk by. The perspective is warped so the blackboard leans over Tsubomi and so the speaker Kaoru is looking up at her despite being the same height. Kaoru blabbers nervously, "Sorry, I know what you said about the waitlist, but my parents really really want me to go there. I need to get into a good high school. I know I'd be a good fit, and you're a great student, it'd be easy for you to convince him, right? Worst case I could take your spot once you leave, right?"
Three boys look into the classroom as they walk by. One of them, highlighted, looks very hostile.
The board, covered in illegible chalk markings, again menaces over Tsubomi, as does Kaoru. "I really don't know what I'm gonna do if this doesn't work out." Tsubomi pinches the bridge of her nose and says, "Yes, sorry, I forgot. It's, this whole mess, with the rejections…"
The perspective flattens so it's just a face-on view of Kaoru in front of the board. "JANUARY 27," "PROJECT 4 - CRAB," and "POSITIVITY" are visible on the board and an adjacent poster. Kaoru's expression is mild, but ambiguous as to her disbelief or scorn: "Oh. Is it… really that bad?"
Finally Tsubomi, smiling easily, tucks her hair behind her ear and says, "No, you're right, not really. I'll talk to Mr. Yubata for you. Have a good day, Kaoru!" Kaoru, off-panel, says, "O-oh! Um, thank you!" The doorframe and grid of posters on the wall behind Tsubomi, all scribbled, lean over her.
End ID.
ID: Six panels.
First, a little panel where Kaoru exits the room. Her comment "I really really owe you" is cut off by the doorframe.
Second, Tsubomi stands in the classroom. Two students are still sitting near the door but otherwise it's empty. The black, empty board behind her is enormous, and the image turns abstract and disappears on its right side.
Then Mob starts to walk by the door, not yet noticing that Tsubomi is in the room. But Tsubomi notices him.
She turns away so the reader can't see her face. The scene around her is abstract, just a black rectangle in perspective. She thinks, "He's gonna stare at me again…" Off-panel, though, Mob says, "Hi Tsubomi."
Then the panel borders are the doorframe. Mob has a hand up and is looking at her, but he isn't stopping. He wants nothing from her. He is just saying hi. Behind him through the window is the school courtyard, where a black vine has climbed gently over the brick wall on the opposite side. The perspective makes it look like it's coming off the top of Mob's head.
Then Tsubomi leans out the door to watch Mob walking away, frank and surprised. She gets out "…hi."
End ID.
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I wanna get into tmnt but I've got like no knowledge of it at all. where should I start?
interesting question! no tmnt iteration is like another, but each is enjoyable without the context of the rest (although its really fun to notice little callbacks and references between them), so id say theres no wrong place to start. for the most part!
if i had to pick one, id probably recommend starting with the 2003 animated series. it was my introduction to the franchise! so maybe im a little biased gkjdfg to me, and probably to a lot of tmnt fans of my age, its THE tmnt. its quite plot heavy and focuses more on the action and the story than the humor (but theyve still got jokes! in case thats important to you). can get REALLY dark for a 4kids show, but its not excessive in heavy content id say. this series is probably the MOST faithful to the original comic, which is why i think its a good one to get your basics together.
i feel like after this, the order in which you watch any other tmnt media doesnt really matter. id also like to say a few words about some of the more popular ones, in case theyre more your cup of tea. under the cut!
1987 animated series (the first one!) - a completely different vibe altogether. probably more immediately associated with the classic turtles by the general public, although i personally havent seen it. its a very lighthearted saturday-morning cartoon that focuses heavily on the humor aspect, although there is plot development as well. VERY long.
the original comic published by mirage studios - PERSONALLY AND HIGHLY SUBJECTIVELY i wouldnt recommend starting with this one, but it IS the original tmnt, so if youre the kind of person who likes getting into franchises chronologically, well it doesnt get any older than that. i havent read it myself (save for the first 2 chapters), but its quite different from the mainstream image of the turtles, so it might not be the best place to start for a casual fan, but definitely worth reading if you get really into the franchise. afaik it was originally a parody of classic superhero comocs and it can get really dark, something to keep in mind
honorary mentions! but not great to start with in my opinion!
idw continuity - i highly recommend reading this!!! probably better after having watched 2003 and other more classic tmnt media!!! the origins, everything, is completely different from the start, but its just. a good comic i think! a lot of physical violence, very action packed and can get REALLY heavy in case thats not your cup of tea. but also found family :-) this summary is all over the place bc i like it so much dkfjngd oh yeah and its still ongoing! tho it might take a while to catch up (if you do decide to read it im begging you please follow the official chronology please dont skip any of the side arcs and whatnot theyre all crucial to the story!!! the first 100 issues as well as all mini series that came out in that time period are compiled into 13 volumes of the idw collection. very convenient!)
2012 animated series - i dislike this one but its. interesting to study. definitely wouldnt recommend starting with this one tho if you can help it. i also just cant recommend it in general but im currently running on -2 hours of sleep so if you want a more detailed rundown, thats gonna have to wait till tomorrow
rise of the tmnt - a great show on its own but probably a bad place to start getting into tmnt because it turns the classics completely on its head and watching it first will probably make the other feel iterations very confusing and even wrong. it still follows the 4 turtles, april and splinter, but most other characters are unique to this show, and most classic tmnt characters only get 1-2 episode cameos
there are more tmnt media out there, but these are the biggest ones + i dont really know much about the rest so
anyways SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG feel free to ask more specific questions if need be and remember this is just my very subjective opinion and i dont claim that its entirely accurate!!!! im just one guy with just one experience!!!!! ok thank you for reading hope you have fun :-)
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"Of Headaches and Heartaches" (10).
Chapter Ten
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See, another key thing they don’t tell you about working here is the animatronics. If they don’t like you (and how a robot can like or not like someone is beyond her), you won’t last long. The programmers took notes from the past lines of Fazbear robots, tweaked them and made them the closest thing to sentient.
Some of the new hires don’t believe this. They take it upon themselves to mess with the animatronics.
Those people never last long.
But Vanessa has the special circumstance of seeing the animatronics after everyone else has gone home. Creepy as that can be, it means she’s built up a repertoire with the band.
“Officer Vanessa!” Freddy greets, throwing a comically large paw out for her to shake. “Long time, no see.”
John remains frozen. It’s not often the leader of the Fazband and mascot of the entire company randomly talks to the workers.
“How’s it going, Freddy?”
“Busy. I’ve hardly had time to use a charging station.”
Vanessa shakes her head, tsking sympathetically at the large bear’s plight. “Try not to work so hard.”
“Will do,” he laughs.
She laughs as well, turning to leave. “Well, I’ll just be going then.”
“Okay, nice seeing you.”
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“I need to file a missing person’s case,” a man says, voice trembling.
The receptionist takes in the man’s distressed demeanor, rumpled clothes, and untidy hair, and is instantly reminded of all the crazies that waltz through the police station’s doors. Occasionally one of them will try to report a family member missing that either, a, wants nothing to do with them, or b, never existed in the first place. It’s not common but it does happen.
She should feel bad, but she doesn’t.
The man leans on the desk. He has to be in his early to mid forties with chocolate brown hair and bright blue eyes. Not exactly a sight for sore eyes, and she’s kind of bored. May as well hear him out.
“What’s your relation to the missing person?”
“I’m his father.”
She opens up the necessary program, typing up the report for an officer to look over. “Okay, you’re his…” her nails tap against the keyboard, “...father. Great! I’m going to give you this to fill out.” Rifling through the contents of her desk drawer, she pulls out a small packet.
She hands it over, along with a pen and a clipboard. “Fill this out and bring it back when you’re done. We also require a birth certificate from the missing person and an ID from the person filing the report. And a current photo of the missing person.”
Dejectedly, the man reaches for the paperwork. “Okay,” he says, turning from the desk.
Looking back over the report, the receptionist almost slaps herself. How had she forgotten?
“Sir?” She calls.
“Yes?”
“Ah, name of the missing person?”
The man stares down at the paperwork. He makes no move to answer the question.
“Sir-”
“Gregory,” he finally answers, obviously on the verge of tears. “My son’s name is Gregory.”
“Okay…Gregory. Last name?” She asks, annoyed.
The man doesn’t answer her, choosing instead to focus on the paperwork.
God, she hates customer service.
-x-x-x-
Completely oblivious to all of this, stuck in the daycare, Gregory babbles happily to his new friends. More kids come in, filling the daycare. They scream and screech, hurting his ears.
“They’re loud,” Xander says, pressing his paint-covered fingers against the construction paper.
Sarah nods. “Yeah.”
“I wish they’d shut up,” Makayla remarks, pouring a healthy amount of glitter onto her own paper.
Xander gasps, as does Sarah. Gregory copies them. They’re older and seem to know everything.
“‘Kayla! Bad word!” Sarah shouts.
“Agh! Sorry! Don’t tell Mister Sun, please,” she begs. “I won’t get a sticker, and I’m so close to getting a prize from the toybox.”
Gregory focuses on his own craft, using his friends’ arguing as background noise. It’s a coloring page of the Fazband. They all seem so cool. He hopes Momma Nessa and Papa Luis let him see them. All the other kids have.
He scribbles in the image with a dull, blue crayon. A shrill bell rings out, signaling the main door being opened. According to his friends, that really only happens when someone’s getting picked up or dropped off.
Gregory looks up from his coloring page. Near the door, a brown-haired man is kneeling down, arms out. A little boy, a little older than Gregory himself, runs to him. They embrace, and the man stands up, whirling the little boy around.
“Gregory,” a deep voice croons, fondly.
His eyes flutter open. Standing over his crib is-
“Da,” Gregory babbles. A warm sort of feeling floods his tiny chest. He can’t do more than smile and babble up at the man, but that always seems to be more than enough.
Large hands-warm hands-scoop him up. He’s held against his father’s chest. His dad turns in a slow circle. Gregory loves when his dad does that-loves the weightless feeling that follows.
His dad laughs. It’s a nice sound, and it makes Gregory feel safe and loved. “I love you so much. I hope you always remember that.”
A sharp pain in his side has Gregory turning back towards the group. Sarah pokes him again. “You okay?”
Hearing the door close, he nods. “Mhm, now I am.”
-x-x-x-
A perk of working behind the scenes is that Luis is granted a little more freedom than other workers. Exhibit a: currently, he’s scrolling through the nearby towns’ missing persons cases.
There are countless. Kidnapped children, runaways, and everything in between.
But none of them match Gregory’s description.
He refreshes the page once more, trying to see if anything will change. The internet is slow, especially during peak hours. “C’mon, c’mon,” he urges his laptop.
“Luis?” His manager asks, voice still a little ways off. “Luis!”
Panic seizes him. Luis looks between the door to the I.T. office and his laptop and back again. Doing the most normal thing he can think to do, Luis closes his laptop and shoves it in his bag. Just in time too, because not a second later his manager is bursting through the door like a less cool version of the kool-aid man.
“Aha! Caught ya!”
Luis stares up at his manager, face impassive. He’s slouched over, elbow propped up by the computer desk.
They stare at each other for a solid minute before his manager starts cracking up. “Aha! You should have seen your face.” He mimics a stunned expression. Wiping a tear from his eye, he continues on, “anyways, you can go home. You’re already at forty hours, and you know how corporate is about giving overtime.”
Slowly, Luis feels himself calm down. Vanessa and Gregory were still safe.
He forces a laugh. “I sure do. Thank you, Paul. I’ll start packing up.”
His manager grunts, leaving the tiny office.
Packing up his supplies and shutting down any other equipment he had been using, Luis can’t help but feel grateful for the shortened day.
More time for research.
#fnaf vanessa#fnaf au#fnaf#fnaf gregory#fnaf security breach#fnaf luis#of headaches and heartaches#cross posted on ao3
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