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Humans are Weird
So after about five hours of digging through the Space Australia tag I figured that I might as well throw my hat in since I adore the concept. Bummer to be an alien species that finds humans absolutely adorable and not have any sort of manual or journal on them when A Human Thing happens.
Lakusp’ee quite liked her human companion. He was odd, but she liked odd. He was only around half her height; what an odd species humans were! Their mouths only opened one way, there was no assortment of spikes on their heads, no wings, no tail, no nothing! Yet they dominated their [solar system], and several others near their [home-world]. What had attracted her species to them in the first place.
She was a cadet for the mighty and marvelous Hosajisk empire, which had recently said that they would ally with the humans. The Hosajisk didn’t know practically anything about the humans. They weren’t curious about the weird species that had bones in their body and put metal in their mouths to fix their teeth; more so they found the humans adorable. Exotic. Must be protected. They looked different from practically every other species the Hosajisk Empire had come into contact with.
On her ship there was more than just her and the human crewmate. But the human by far was the most tolerable of them all, one that didn’t annoy her and make her two mouths bare into a snarl. Sure, he was still weird, she didn’t understand how a race could survive with practically nothing but their intellect. But the humans had, and therefore the Hosajisk deemed them a worthy ally.
“Human-Daniel?” She said, having learned that announcing her presence before entering a room was something that most humans practiced. Fascinating. “I have been made aware of the fact that you are, in fact, ten minutes late to ‘lunch’, as you call it. As your ‘friend’ and crew member I have come to find out why.”
The human looked up from where his head had been resting on the desk in his room, in an almost startled fashion Lakusp’ee assumed. “Oh. I was just taking a nap.”
“A..a what?” Lakusp’ee’s head tilted, her antennae clacking against her back set of [antlers]. A gasp broke forth, four way mouth hanging wide open after. Her green eyes had dilated and brightened; her species’ way of proclaiming that she was startled. “Wait. Wait. Nap sounds dangerous. Human-Daniel, are you preparing for death by being late to ‘lunch’?”
Daniel stared at the taller creature for a few moments, shaking his head. “No, it’s something normal in humans. I didn’t mean to fall asleep; we take a nap when-”
“You were laying there and doing nothing, though; I believe that is considered close to how your species dies!” Lakusp’ee shook her head swiftly, darting into the human’s room, picking him up and holding her over his head. Careful to mind her [horns], her [antlers], and her other set of [horns], of course. Humans had soft flesh, not tough and wiry fur like a Hosajisk. Noted from a previous mistake. “Fear not, Human-Daniel! You’re room is in very close proximity to the medical bay!”
For it to have only been the end of his first month on the ship, Daniel was starting to get very used to his alien crewmates exaggerated behaviors.
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Like a Candle
Every chance she got, she shocked one of those stupid Nitisians. They may have had her paws and tail and wings bound together by rubber chains that constantly drained her of her electricity, but when they came to look at her and poke her and see what else she had, she would jerk her head forward and zap them.
Why was she fighting again? Everyone else was dead. She’d watched her mother be sliced in half and heard the screaming. What reason could she possibly have?
Well, for one, she had kind of the childish urges of disobeying. She wondered how long she’d been kept in the dark room, with only her slightly sparking paws to light it up. She wondered if anyone else had been kidnapped like her, and only fed meat (which she could never get down and puked right back up; there was a nice pile of it on the floor right in front of her and it smelled awful) as she had been. She wondered if that was true, if they were still fighting like her, or if they’d given in.
The only thing the Nitisians were interested in was, apparently, her element. Apparently electric elementals were rare in Sutarian society. Maybe that was why they were draining it from her. She was surprised she still had energy to keep generating it like that.
It was after she shocked a Nitisian so bad and he fell over and didn’t get up again, he stopped breathing, was when she was finally dragged out of that room. She still struggled as best she could, her wings beating and grabbing onto the corners of walls. She zapped the things that were next to the doors, sometimes causing them to shut, sometimes doing nothing, sometimes exploding.
She couldn’t understand Nitisian, but she bet whatever they were going to do to her, it wasn’t going to be worth going through all the trouble. “Whatever your gonna try, it won’t work!” She screamed, again beating her wings, yanking herself and the Nitisian dragging her backwards. “I won’t let you do anything to me! Won’t let you!” She grabbed onto another corner, screaming absolute nonsense.
They eventually did get her lose. There were maybe seven Nitisians having to be there in the hall with her, two dragging her by the rubber chains around her paws and the rest there to unhinge her from any other walls she grabbed.
She shifted her green gaze down a hall. Oh, she had never seen the purple puff in person, but it didn’t take a genius to know who Eralf was. “You sprinking traitor! You’re going to hagsmire!” Suraimu screeched, beating her wings madly. The purple puff didn’t look away from...whatever she was doing.
Eventually the Nitisians wised up and knocked her right out. She thought it may have been a random steel pipe they’d used.
When she woke up, she was back in the room as she had been before. She felt pretty confused, slowly tugging at the rubber chains still wrapped around her paws. What had happened..? She blinked a few times, feeling something running down her face. It felt cold. She shuddered, reaching up and rubbing it.
Her eyes’ faint glow allowed for her to see that it was the same color as her flesh, a vibrant yellow. The puff screamed as loudly as she could, and she swore she heard laughter. She began beating her wings madly, it felt like she was on fire, and that she was going to melt like a candle. Suraimu wailed in pain and jerked her head erratically, trying to do anything she could to get it to stop hurting, for her to stop melting from the outside in.
Eventually she couldn’t scream anymore, she had to take a breath, and gagged as the melting parts of her own fluff got in her mouth. She coughed and shook her head, as she couldn’t see in the first place but now it felt like goo was being pulled from her forehead and dripping down her face. It stung and burned and she cried, although it wasn’t like anyone would answer her or help her.
She was alone, and no one was going to help her. She had to help herself. She beat her wings erratically and her tail jerked as she tried to free herself. Maybe if her flesh was melting off (or so it felt, she couldn’t actually see) she could use it to free herself from the chains. Sure enough, she pulled a Nisko and did manage to free herself, but her wings were ripped off in the process. She didn’t care, that didn’t matter, the moment they were separated from her body they turned into goo anyways.
It hurt too much to stand, so Suraimu instead crawled. There was a Nitisian at the edge of the room, who was looking absolutely freaked. He had been laughing at her before, and she didn’t like it when people laughed at her...did she? It felt like her memories were melting away too, and she only managed to crawl a good three feet or so before she collapsed. She just couldn’t move. She felt like she was going to melt into a puddle and be scraped off the floor.
That she did do. The puff turned into a puddle, and the Nitisian gave a huff and left. So taking a hardy Lighsni and trying to fuse it with the ‘components’ of a cannibalistic vegan water dragon didn’t work. Duly noted.
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Creaking echoed through out the facility, and occasionally there was the noise of a wire sparking. Hallways meant for people to get lost in them were torn down from frantic use, and then the lack of such. No one even seemed to be left.
A spark from one of said wires fell to the floor. It landed onto a puddle of water, and flickered out. It went quiet yet again. So eerily quiet.
Out from the puddle of blue liquid shot a paw. Heavy breathing, loud screaming broke the tranquil silence. Calling for help, calling for the pain that was no longer there to cease..the sounds slowly died out as the puddle surged upwards in portions, until a rather odd figure stood there.
Her wings were gone, and horns formed from the back of her head. Gone was her fluffy tail and fur, and instead it had been replaced with a sleek, goopy tail, and just...water. She was made of water, she was a puddle.
Her mind felt melted like a candle, like it was slowly solidifying back together, but there was nothing even left to solidify into thoughts. Her horned head awkwardly looked around the room. Where was she? What was she?
She only had a who, a very faint one. It had stuck with her somehow, and she didn’t know when or how she had gotten it, but it just felt right. Perhaps it was the burnt wick of the candle that had somehow managed to survive the melting.
“I’m Suraimu,” she thought, lifting a goopy paw for one of her green eyes to examine, “and I’m alive.”
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I actually have a ton of oc’s and thanks to school being a total jerk I haven’t had much time to be on tumblr. Figured I’d just drop these in, though!
First is TBSC AU Beier! She got the arrow outta her head finally and is planning her revenge…spooky lookin’, isn’t she?
Then there is Superek, or rather A Superek! These are a magic species of puff that are actually scrolls of paper that can be enchanted to come alive at will…compared to Beier they are much more spooky
Then there be Kuraudo and Ichigo, who thanks to the magic of timeline shindiggery, possessed kids, and lampposts, are actually the same person! Ish. Kuraudo came first and died when she was ten while Ichigo is alive and as well as a permanently sick puff can be.
I have a lot more but these are just the mains!
I’ve heard a lot of stuff about the mobile version of tumblr so I reeeaaally hope the formatting doesn’t fall apart ;-;’
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...my meme family is growing to number one- (desktop mobile; going to be edited later)
become number one on the site
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today we learned ‘do not write fanfics while on drugs’
or watch youtube videos for that matter
or do ANYTHING for that matter.
Posting this now because my eyes cleared up enough to let me see the keyboard/screen and the painkillers let up to let me think (kinda) properly. I was gonna post some more pre-banishment TBSC AU stuff but...this seemed more important.
A Normal Day In Splatoon (Based off the YouTube Video of the same name)
“Okay I need to do a radio sound check just to make sure everything is functioning properly.” Malnis glanced over at her three other teammates she was stuck with for the matches today which, thankfully, were going to be simple ‘hide and seek’ matches.
First up was Yabil, who was going to be one of the hiders of the first round. He was maining a roller at the moment and wasn’t wearing anything to particularly fresh nor non-fresh;sunglasses and a sweater to be basic. “There’s no actual hiding places on this map, I swear.” He muttered as he adjusted the glasses on his head. “Just alleys.”
Malnis glanced over at Yabil before slowly gesturing to the headset. “Not my fault. Alright, now, do you mind clapping your hands and saying numbers one through three, please?”
“I guess; at any time?”
“Yea.”
“Alright-”
“ONE. TWO. THREE. FOUR. FIVE. ONCE MOOORE!” Into the conversation burst Onipa, a hyperactive Inkling with a Squelcher resting in her hands. She had leaned over into Yabil’s microphone who winced at the loud noise.
Malnis couldn’t help but laugh at such. “I’m trying to do something serious and then Onipa comes in like-”
“SCREW ALL OF YOU!”
#splatoonish#crackficish#((all of the ishes))#((point being I can finally see the keyboard again))#((time to work on stuff that actually matters)#((first though I gotta cleanse my google doc folder of this trash))
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so eye surgery happened
I mean that as in I had to get two styes removed.
So I probably won’t be as active as I would like to be due to the double vision it’s giving me and the pain medication making me go a weeee bit crazy. It seems to be clearing up a bit now but I’d rather play it safe than sorry and mistype or say something I don’t mean.
...
probably returning to our regularly scheduled randomness around Sunday or Monday.
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so this is how texting works right
(aka why there shouldn't be two sets of characters at once with EXTREMELY different ships)
Me: No, no, no, Bon. Bon. It needs to go like this.
Bubua: Look, Sparx! Denurix is about to say his first words!
Sparx: Really?! (Races over with camera)
Friend: Wait no. Stop. I see where this is going and I forbid it.
Me: Haaaa too late now
Denurix: I...iiiiiifff...
Friend: I SAID STOP
Denurix: if you or a loved one has been run over by a flaming bus that was thrown off a cliff beforehand you may be entitled to financial compensation
Sparx: (drops camera)
Bubua: what thE SPRI-
Friend: gosh dang it
Me: This is my new background for my lock screen. Just sayin'.
#((this really has no context other than I thought it was funny enough to share))#((even if it probably isn't tbh))#text message rp#((kinda))
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so THIS is the gist of the insanity pre-banishment tbsc au has
aka why I shouldn’t be writing things at four in the morning
copy and pasted from google drive so there MAY be some formatting errors
“BUBUA-POY WHERE THE HECK IS THE SCREWDRIVER?!” Kirby screamed as he kicked down the door that led into said puff’s room, sapphire eyes glowing with evident fury. The puff of question screamed in alarm as she flipped off the windowsill where she had been fumbling around with her metallic visor.
She sucked in a deep breath to calm herself before giving Kirby a glare. “I don’t know. I don’t even know what a screwdriver is.” She replied with a twitch of her tail. “Maybe ask Sir. He knows everything; or, at least, claims to.”
Kirby stared at the light blue colored puff for a few moments before frowning. “That’s the thing. Kirby-poy have absolutely no poyoing idea where he is, poyo.” He muttered as he then walked over to help Bubua up to stand. “Sorry...Kirby-poy thought you had stolen it, poyo.”
“What would I have to do with a screwdriver?” Bubua then asked as she gave a tilt of her head as she spoke.
The pink puff gave a soft mumble and shrugged his shoulders. “Kirby-poy don’t know, to be honest. Just an assumption, yiyi.” He stated before glancing out the window. Rubbing his face with a paw, he glanced out the window. “You got any ideas, poyo..?” He then asked.
Bubua gave a soft mutter as she stretched her wings out to her sides, giving a soft yawn as the puff did such. “I...don’t know, to be honest-” She was cut off as the ground suddenly began shaking.
“IT’S TIME FOR THE PLOT TO BEGIIIIN!” Beier shouted from where she stood up on a cliff five miles away with a magic megaphone pressed to her face.
The light blue pelted Lighsni gave a loud shrill of alarm. “IT’S THE BABY ROCK DEMONS SWEET MOTHER OF SHUISI-!” She was cut off as Kirby gave her a hard thwack upside the head.
“Bubua-poy, it’s probably just this week’s evil villain, poyo.” Kirby simply replied as he peered out the window and looked up. “Yep. That’s what it is...either that or Mags-poy is back and he’s gonna let us all...um...forgot what he did, poyo...”
Bubua gave a loud whine before she threw herself out the window (which was thankfully opened) , falling out the ten story building and hitting the ground with a soft thud. Wings did wonders, after all. “IT’S THE BABY ROCK DEMONS!” She insisted, and due to how loud and high pitched her voice was Kirby could still hear her.
The pink hero groaned and rubbed his face with a paw as he hopped out of the broken window and slowly fell down to the ground next to his friend; such being slow due to his light weight. “Bubua-poy, Kirby-poy just said-”
“HEY HEY HEY LOOK IT’S THE WARSHIP THINGIE!” Suddenly Beier would be right behind the duo, slowly phasing out from the walls of the apartment building behind them.
Kirby gave a loud scream and quickly twisted around to give the Mirronian a hard kick. She phased back through the wall of the building and gave a loud scream as she did such. Taking in a deep breath to calm himself. “Okay...so...Kirby-poy’s gonna guess the Halberds getting ready to get blown up again, poyo…” He mumbled as he turned to look up to the sky, which was darkening due to said warship’s size.
Sure enough the Halberd proceeded to get blasted down with a laser, the screaming able to be heard all across planet PopStar. Bubua gave a shrill of alarm and ducked behind the pink puff, curling her wings tight to herself. “Maybe it’s the fans Sir told me about…” She then turned her oddly colored gaze to glance at Kirby before returning such to the sky. “Why did you need a screwdriver in the first place..?”
“THATS WHAT YOU GET YOU BLUEBERRY FOR DARING TO HAVE A SHIP THAT COULD BE CONSIDERED GREATER THAN THE LOR!”
Kirby blinked his sapphire eyes a few times. “Um...to carve a face in Kirby-poy’s demonic flower pet, poyo…?”
“...Kirby.”
“Yi?”
“Why...just...why…”
“Because poyo, Bubua-poy.”
Bubua stared at her friend for a few moments before taking a deep breath and slowly shaking her head. “You know what, I’m just gonna go along with it this time unlike I did with the whole plant-vine-Floriala thing. Let’s actually pack some stuff to be prepared this time so we DON’T get stuck in an ice cave and have to stay wither Beier for a week again.”
Kirby blinked before shamefully nodding his head. He did have a tendency to run right into danger with no questions asked. “Yi...you got a point there, Bubua-poy.” With that he followed the other back inside the apartment complex and waited for the elevator to take them back up to the tenth floor.
(timeskippish thing because elevators)
After quickly packing up some non-necessary items (Kirby found his screwdriver under the flower pot that somehow did not fall over because...reasons?) the duo headed back outside and were greeted with a monster truck just outside.
Bubua took one look at the huge vehicle before slowly turning around and backing up to walk away. “Nope. I ain’t gettin’ involved with that sprink again.”
Kirby gave a loud huff and crossed his paws. “Bubua-poy it’s just Bandana-poy and his dubstep blaring flying monster truck, poyo.” He stated as he quickly trotted after her.
The panophobiac gave a loud scream as she spread her wings and took off, beating her wings furiously. “IT’S THE FREAKIN’ BABY ROCK DEMONS!”
“Bubua-pooooy…” Kirby whined as he trailed after her until she flew off, sighing before he turned back to the monster truck. “Bandana-poy..? You in there..?” The pink puff questioned as he slowly crawled up ontop of the wheel to glance inside. No body was there. Kirby gave a thoughtful hum as he hopped back down to the ground and gave himself a soft shake. “Well then. That was disap-poy-nting, poyo.”
and thats about as far as I got. This short fic I actually drew a short bit of fan art for...I’ll probably post it separately with other bits of other art from similar writings in a cluster or something.
#tbsckirbyau#crackfic-ish#kirby#((seriously this was a bad idea to even write much less show off))#oc#fanfic
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augh I need to get back to work on this
Anyways, Kirby is best fighter and Kaby is not amused.
and keeby is again the only one with sense
also I’m so proud of those goggles and how that looks okay
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one of mun’s several different forms, this being the second main (the first is still wip haha). I did this in SAI (which I just got today and am relishing) and I’m really proud of how it turned out! inkling-puffball-loftwing hybrid if any were wondering what could make such oddlooking poof child(ren).
that plus digital art noobness
that can help this exist too
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well at least kirby isn’t abandoning the mission that was just thrown out
also dyna blade is hard to sprite like WOAH
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CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT AHOY!
Err, just in this one page, actually. We’ll get more into that later~
also Kirby why are you still wearing those
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in which Kirby doesn’t listen and runs off
also did I ever mention that tripping happens a lot
because it happens a lot
I mean, look! They have oval things for feet! Trippin’s gotta happen. In surplus, probably.
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Page 3!
suddenly it’s night time.
I HONESTLY HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THIS PAGE IS BUT TRUST ME IT’S THE LAST OF THE BAD ONES
LIKE
LOOK AT KABY’S TEXT
LOOK AT HOW READABLE IT IS COMPARED TO PAGE 1
LOOK HOW IT INVERTS INBETWEEN TWO PAGES
AUGH
Kaby’s text because Ku was a messup:
“What the actual heck is taking Keeby so long to get back?”
“Mother of Shotzo...”
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So I’m kiiinddaa new on Tumblr?? Like, just showed up one day and decided y’know what I want an account so I don’t have to forcefully find my favs.
Point is I sorta need something to look at. Muse reasons and obviously nothing else. Not the kind of muse most of you think of, like in an ask blog if my sources are correct that is. I meant typing muse. Because it’s four fourty. In the morn. And I obviously need typing muse.
Obviously the best way to do this is to look through tags and find something similar, study it, and then make something out of it.
so...err...reblog or like (I guess?) if you post any of these
- UnderTale
- Kirby
- Portal + Portal 2
- Spore
- Gravity Falls
- Splatoon
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Page 2!
The only thing inconsistent here is that Kieby’s text inverts. Nothing too major - their like this for the rest of the comic~
also hai dynablade how be the fam
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The first one.
Woah. Compared to the newer pages this is just...
woah bad
also get ready for inconsistent text coloration changes.
...I really should just remake these but y’know
this works too
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