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Week 15 Sips!
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All the words you'll see comin' over the next week:
Starting tomorrow.
You can reblog this post and do em all now, save 'em and find 'em as you have the energy/time, or just use it as a heads up for what's comin'.
Up to you!
All I ask is that you use the #sipofsnips tag so people can find each other's snips and get excited about writing.
Have fun ^.-
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bring back tumblr ask culture let me. bother you with questions and statements
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I've almost finished redoing all the lines, and I'm so happy with them so far. The inflection and the emotion is so much better now that I have the actual software instead of just the website Don't get me wrong, "better sam" is good but if you want to have things phrased a certain way you have to play around with it a lot.
The first version in the recording is what I did using the regular website, and even that isn't necessarily bare-bones SAM. Aside from pitch/speed/mouth/throat value changes, I also messed with the spelling of words to get the right sound (this clip used [It shoodint bee hard to bee normal,] in order to get the right length of the words, but the inflection still sucks imo).
The second version has the same pitch/speed/etc values as the first, but because I made it with the software it also has the ~phonetic mode~ and that makes all the difference, although I did still have to trim down the length of the "L" sound in the last "normal." I'll probably do a lot of minor edits like that when I put all the lines together, but this is still eons better than what I had before.
Still not sure on the animation part but if I just get the audio complete I'll be stoked
I have an animation project that I'm working on and I'm really happy with it so far! It's a vent piece, but it's nice to see it coming together so well, especially when it has so many components that I have never ever used before (pixel art, the SAM voice synthesizer) or am really new at (animating and sound/video editing in general). I hope this is one of those that I end up seeing through, it could be pretty good!
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"How many times have I used this phrase?"
CTRL + F
OH NO
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me as a writer: Oh no I can’t write that, somebody else already has
me as a reader: hell yes give me all the fics about this one scenario. The more the merrier
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I actually groaned when this was the thing that popped up lmao. Not because it's bad, but because of Eustace. I wrote this for a (now defunct) roleplay server. This scene is titled Lance Meets the Worst Man, and honestly that's all you need to know about either of them. Eustace sucks. He is a serial killer, he is gross, and he just sucks.
“Who said I was gonna walk you home?”
“Me. Just now– and before you say it, I did buy you a drink first.” The words are low, full of sult and honey from years of practice. Eustace [...] wants to get information, he wants to ask him questions. This was intel. This was professional, not fun… although the booze and the slow wink certainly helped to blur the lines.  Lance blinks, baffled at the offer as much as the sheer audacity.
Daily Sip 4/5
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Choose-your-own-adventure snippet again! I'm genuinely excited for this prompt, it lets me introduce my favorite side-character in the whole game. I won't explain all of him but I will include a larger section of the wip. I just.. ough I love him.
“Oh? A visitor? I haven’t seen one of you in a long time.” His voice is bright and quick, each consonant enunciated sharply. “What brings you here?” She hesitates, frozen in her tracks. She doesn’t exactly know how to answer his question. She wasn’t exactly here on purpose. “I tripped..?” He lets out a high, shrill laugh in response.
“Yes, that is usually how it goes. We seldom get a visitor on purpose.” He reels in the fish he caught, putting it in a small pail of water with some others. He casts the line out again and turns his head toward her, giving her a quizzical head tilt. “What are you standing around for? You’re already visiting, have a seat, chat for a while!” He pats beside him, there’s plenty of room for her to sit on the rock too.
Daily Sip 4/3
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This thing is ancient and I kinda hate it but it's an otherwise really cool wip. The story is The Faceless King and I have been pondering this one for roughly 5 years now, if I remember right. No additional context for this one, I'm still cooking this universe, as if that weren't obvious by the redacted bits. There's names for them in the doc but they're dumb and I hate them so No <3
"Oh! Well, now I feel like a fool, I should have made my niece, er, King Evan--" he corrects, glancing to the side to make sure he wasn't going to get scolded. Evan is too busy talking to someone else to notice. "--wait a little longer for his greeting. My apologies." He bows his head, hands clasped firmly in front of him. He puts on a more formal air before continuing. "I am Macsim [...], prince of the Northern kingdom. I expected you with the rest of the [placeholder] party, what brings you here with the [others]?" He seems less like a fun uncle and more like what he actually is: a diplomat.
Daily Sip 4/2
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This is actually a finished piece from a RP server that I'm in on Discord, but I'm so proud of this. Context: This is a recurring nightmare of Charlie's (my OC). There's a lot of abuse and terrible stuff in his backstory that I won't explain here, but don't worry he's kinda okay now.
Tears prick at his eyes. His feet won’t move.
Charlie, do it. 
The tears blur his vision. He doesn’t remember when he approached the tank, or when he stepped up the slick white steps, or when he hiked his leg over the lip of the tank, but his foot hovers over the liquid nonetheless. As soon as his skin breaks the cool surface, the rest of his body is plunged down with it.
Frigid, painful cold shocks his system as he plummets through the vile liquid. He sinks into the nerves and vessels and semi-formed flesh that make the yellow-ish light darken around him.
Daily Sip 4/1
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Synonym again bc i'm not posting FNAF fanfic twice in a row! This is slice of a drabble from the POV of the main character in Buckshot Roulette, where I aimed to make them as upsettingly not okay as possible, and I aim to make them worse in upcoming drafts.
Have you always looked this bad? This crazed? Did it matter? Will it matter for long? You've played before. You've died before. Chances are, you'll die again. Why not make it count? Why not follow in God's footsteps? Why not take it.
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Daily Sip 3/30
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This is from my mostly-started FNAF: Pizza Sim fanfic, titled Chase Howard's Awful, Terrible, No Good Very Bad Job. That is a wip title but at this point I don't think it's getting changed lmao. Context: It's his first day as a Fazbear Franchisee, and the protag Chase just found Scrap Baby outside. Additional context: Chase owns a haunted house, as in, the house itself is a demon and he wore it down be being slighly more of a jerk. He feeds it rotisserie chickens in exchange for not destroying everything he owns. It's a pretty sweet deal.
“God fucking damn it– I thought I wasn’t gonna have to deal with you fuckers 'til tomorrow! How’d you even get here, huh?” He stares down at it, the slump in the animatronic’s body not changing. The silence is uncomfortable. Chase throws up his hands in defeat with a sigh. “Alright. Fuck it. I'm sorry for… getting mad. And yelling at ya. I apologize.” The risk of this stinking scrap heap being sentient was small, but after narrowly avoiding being eaten by his own damn house, Chase wasn’t taking that risk. He rubs his forehead with the back of his hand, mentally kicking himself for buying the place. “I’m just… I’m gonna go get something and wheel you inside. ‘kay? Just– don’t do anything. No spooky shit, no moving. I’ll be back.” Chase tosses the bag into the dumpster and goes back inside, getting two things: the dolly, and the company-issued taser.
Daily Sip 3/30
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Another from the choose-your-own-adventure! Context here: The "it" is a water elemental, and the protag Mina was recently dragged into its den/hoard of items.
Its eyes widen, the taut surface of its fluid skin rippling in delight and it nods fervishly, taking the compass and dropping the cool, circular, river-smoothed stone into the palm of her hand.
It's engrossed in the intricacies of the old thing, popping it open and shut to hear the satisfying click, and swirling the brass to watch the limp needle inside spin uselessly.
Daily Sip 3/28
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fic planning be like:
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writing in second person is fun. except for how I switch tenses every paragraph and have to fix it. but it's fun.
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This is a project that I kinda abandonded for... a full year now. Oops. But this one, titled A Love Letter To Humanity, is one of my favorite topics ever. In this essay/piece of academic poetry I am discussing what I love most about humanity, and the first section is about how people encounter a problem that is seemingly insurmountable, and instead of giving up they say "fuck it, let's find out."
In some ways this is stupidity. It is blatant disregard for the status quo. It is flippantly ignoring the things that have kept people safe for centuries in the past (e.g., not jumping off of or out of things, not messing with wild animals, not ingesting unknown chemicals etc. etc.) that have ultimately created some of the most wondrous things ever. But all of those “fuck it” moments came from a “how does this work” or a “what if” or a “how can we.” All of those “let’s find out” moments started as pure curiosity.
Daily Sip 3/27
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