#This whole time i was playing in normal

[rookdaw]

monster X monster hunter

#baldur’s gate #bg3 #baldur’s gate 3 #astarion #wyll #I AM SOOOOOO NOT NORMAL ABOUT THESE TWO #IMAGINE BEING PERFECT FOILS OF EACH OTHER #BOTH TURNED INTO MONSTERS AGAINST THEIR WILL #imagining young wyll trying to court astarion and just being so genuine about it #as one of his first loves he wants to do everything right but is still overall (fairly) new to the whole thing #vs astarion who is much more cynical after 200 years of seducing victims #he knows how to play someone’s heartstrings like anlite and is overall very detached from the whole thing only #doing it to make aure wyll wont murder him or something #but then selune forbid it he starts to develoP FEELINGS FOR HIM KSDBBSJAJA #and then just as astarion starts to fall into love wyll almost falls out of it as he realizes astarion was LYING to his face the whole time #about liking him #and then there is DRAMA and a secret slow burn underneath what you THOUGHT was a fast burn #AHEM. anyways. #im gonna draw more of these two cause wyll is soooo slept on #pictured this as early in their meeting/relationship which is why wyll doesnt have horns yet #also *anlite i meant to type *a lute but shaky fingers #rip no tag editing

[flaticeball]

hey! as the first season of connor bedard gets underway i, your local indigenous hockey fan, have a request of you: please don't let this kid's sure to be marvellous and jaw-dropping rookie season make you complacent with the racism of the blackhawks as an organization. it is beyond heinous that they were able to secure the first overall pick this year for a number of reasons i'm sure we're all familiar with, but i am pleading with the hockey community not to let the racism of this org fall through the cracks.

they drafted connor bedard and handed him a jersey with a giant racist caricature on the front. their mascot is named tommy hawk. they continuously fail to curtail their fans' egregious displays of anti-indigenous racism at games.

i'm not going to ask anyone not to post about bedard. i know he's huge news and i'm bummed as all hell that i won't be able to enjoy the beginning of what is sure to be an incredible career myself. but i am asking, given that his presence on the team is likely to increase the prevalence of people making and reblogging posts about the blackhawks, that you please care, loudly and actively, about the racism of this organization and how much it hurts indigenous fans to see that go unquestioned so often.

consider mentioning it in posts. consider amplifying the voices of indigenous fans and community members about the issues of these types of sports organizations. consider reading up on the history of the person they claim to 'honour' with their hideous effigy of a logo. consider censoring the logo in your posts if you are able to (please do this if you are able to). consider tagging posts so that indigenous fans are at the very least able to blacklist that team and not have to see it.

above all, please just. don't forget about it. don't forget about us. we belong here too.

#gav gab #connor bedard #chicago blackhawks #i jsut. it makes me feel sick every time i see that thing. #this racist caricature of a native man's head on their jerseys on their ice in their locker room #a native man who had his body mutilated in death including having his head removed #it's fucking grotesque and it makes me literally sick #i was really looking forward to see what that little wizard boy could do! #and now it is wholly ruined for me #and i keep seeing people just. posting about it like this team is normal. like it's any other team #no ethical consumption under sports is true but some things ARE worse than others #and there is no justification or excuse for being a blackhawks fan in the year 2023. there just isn't. #and like..... it bums me the fuck out for bedard himself too #like he didn't choose this #he just got like. put into this situation #it sucks #he's a teenager and now he's in the middle of this whole mess he didn't create and isn't responsible for #and i can't expect him to do anything about it #but boy was i excited to see him play #and now it just..... yeah #well.

[ministarfruit]

I also did mock CGs of them for fun!!

(doppelgänger magni and vesper concepts)

#vtuber #holostars #holotempus #magni dezmond #noir vesper #I am so normal about the horror genre #magni's doppel route would've SLAYED #rattles my cage. THE CLONE LORE. THE CLONE LORE #I lowkey want them (the routes in my brain) to be connected #because magni is a doctor and vesper is death... #nobody get me started. I won't shut up #I LOVE PLAYING WITH CONCEPTS AND WORLDS #ugh and I could connect all of HQ's routes #the ending of alt's leads into mag's which leads into ax's which leads into ves' #IT'S A WHOLE CYCLE OF BEING CORRUPTED AND THEN HIT BY KARMA FOR IT #LET ME WRITE A TEMPUS VN. SOB #I don't have time for that. but I can dream

[rooolt]

Apollo four teens is honestly the episode of all time. The intro is a banger, they go so hard into the teen marriage, scary is insane, my bestie hero oak is there with all the drama she brings, and of course, Team Stunt Teenz

#Vividly remember listening to it when it came out and laughing my ass off the whole tine #Normal is also fully losing it the whole time like he’s in shambles for some reason it’s so funny #Everyone is being ridiculous and for some reason he’s playing the straight man role this episode I love it #Also links countdown in the intro song is my favorite part it catches me off guard every time #dndads #dungeons and daddies

[panhasapen]

I saw a CRAZY fucking good Hamlet production over the weekend and I am going insane forever and ever. in case anyone was wondering

#my art #Hamlet #it was SO. it was Hamlet but it’s a time loop and everyone but Hamlet knows they’re in a play and it was completely insanity-inducing #I will never be normal again nor would I want to be. not that I was ever normal about Hamlet #and the guy who played Hamlet was CRAZY good. wettest Hamlet in the whole world and that is SAYING something #the whole cast was crazy good but Hamlet especially. ough

[fidgetspringer-art]

Olath - Aberrant familiar

#art #illustration #artists on tumblr #digital art #digital drawing #dnd #dungeons and dragons #homebrew #my art #my ocs #Setting: Heim #Olath #I love this creature actually #This is Tethry's very fucked up familiar Olath (They/it) #They started their life as a familiar as a normal housecat #some lore fuckery later and they end up like this #I have a bunch of lore written for them but i'm not gonna dump it all here #They behave and function like any other familiar #they're just.... creepy #they don't speak or make facial expressions #they only use body language and the caster/familiar bond to communicate #they come up to about Tethry's hip at the shoulders so it's a big kitty #Tethry is also incredibly embarrased by them and hasn't ever summoned them where anyone else could see #Olath is very attached to him and will drape their whole body weight over him like an oversized lap dog any time they get the chance #I already know i'll be drawing this horrible creature more cause they're very fun to draw #also can you tell i played a worrying amount of the Endless Forest as a teenager?

[blujayonthewing]

#I've played with irl atheists and catholics and everything in between #but it rarely feels like faith is a real factor for anyone-- DM or player #outside of‚ again‚ divine spellcasters and Big Epic Plot Things #I mean there are a couple of 'RAAAHGH FUCK THE GODS >:C' edgy backstory types but #no one is just Normally Culturally Religious and it's WEIRD #like it's not even a matter of faith in dnd! the gods are LITERALLY OBJECTIVELY PROVABLY REAL #so what does that MEAN for the average person! how does it shape language? business? culture? #where are the people wearing holy symbols like amulets-- or the way modern christians very casually wear crosses? #blessings over meals? prayers before bed? burnt offerings? #and like I enjoy thinking about world and culture building but I know that's A Whole Thing but even just like... #it doesn't feel like anyone believes in gods at all except clerics and paladins #like they DO because they factually exist but in the same way I 'believe in' like. the president of france. #like yeah he exists and is important to some people but has no bearing on my life whatsoever #that's such a fucking weird approach to the DIVINE in a polytheist world where those gods are YOUR CULTURE'S GODS?? #I am bad at this myself but I'm not religious so it's harder for me to remember what Being Religious All The Time Casually is like lol #funny enough my character with the most intentionally religious background in this sense #is one of my ones who's ended up wrapped up in Big Plot God Things lmao #'aubree starts the campaign with a holy symbol of yondalla because of course she does why wouldn't she' #'oh okay well she's gonna get deeply and personally entangled with a bunch of death gods immediately' fdkjghkdf oh!! welp #you don't really pray to urogalan unless you're breaking ground for a new building or someone just died so it's STILL weird for her lol #but at least I had the framework there of 'oh yeah the gods exist and matter to me and my everyday life and culture' in general #about me #posts from twitter

[front-facing-pokemon]

#meloetta #okay. let's all be honest with ourselves. first of all‚ pirouette form that i didn't even know existed is under the cut #second of all. do any of us REALLY know anything about meloetta's lore? they show up in the gti postgame i THINK but i don't #even remember why they did that. something about helping you with the town building mechanics (which i still think is insanely cool) #and i don't think this “pirouette form” ever happens. in there. i think they're barely relevant even in gti #the hell is this thing? like. an event pokémon that was somehow even less relevant than genesect and keldeo? #if anyone knows what this thing is or what its lore significance is. then. i'd be surprised. lemme google it actually. bulbapedia time #okay…… plays music…… sings or whatever……… pirouette form is. normal/fighting? ok #bulbapedia dropping a whole-ass ♩ which i didn't even know was a unicode character #ok. it sings. why #yeah only ever released via event. sad? sad #it would be more sad if i knew anything about this bitch other than that they sing and that is it #why do they need to be mythical. what is the point

[xxivletxx]

Warrior Cats x Fire Emblem Awakening

(Collaboration with @ghost-tm !)

#stahl’s WC name is a work in progress #fire emblem #fire emblem awakening #fire emblem kakusei #Robin fire emblem #chrom fire emblem #Frederick fire emblem #Lissa fire emblem #sully fire emblem #stahl fire emblem #Virion fire emblem #warrior cats #warrior cats fanart #warrior cats ocs #wc #I don’t mention it a whole bunch but I was a MASSIVE warrior cats fan growing up #and I’ve recently been getting back into the series #I listen to the audiobooks while playing games and drawing #currently at The Darkest Hour #SCOURGE TIME RAHHHHHHHH I am So normal about Scourge

[daisychainsandbowties]

Chapters: 3/6 [20k] Rating: E

chess rivals au

/// excerpt

“What you mean you watched me play?”

“I-” Beatrice frowns and, for a moment, looks practically stricken as she stares down at Ava. “You… didn’t notice me standing there? It was your second game.”

Ava remembers that one. The cute girl wearing a black hoodie who met her with a handshake as she wobbled over to the table, feeling a little dizzy after watching Beatrice talking with the tall girl, Lilith, over in the far corner of the room. They stood strangely together, like two magnets who couldn’t decide on their polarisation. Ten minutes later Ava still hadn’t figured out why the sight of them just talking had made her so unsteady.

It was the way Beatrice stood, Ava thought, as she squared up to Lilith – they were just talking, but you couldn’t describe it any other way while looking at them. It was combative but not violent. It was strange.

Beatrice, standing ramrod straight and aggressive while Lilith lounged deliberately in her shorter shadow. Next to her, Ava had listened to Shannon’s breath whistle between her teeth as she leaned closer to Mary to say, “I know this is like… a bad thought, but I really hope they fight again. It’s so funny.”

“They won’t. Lilith owes me 50 bucks if she starts shit.”

“What about Beatrice?”

“She-?” Mary paused, chewing on her bottom lip, and then grimaced - with volume, somehow. “Okay, Shit. I’m going to go interpose myself. Don’t eat any of the pieces while I’m gone.”

Shannon rocked back on her heels, apparently pleased with herself. “No promises.”

That had been on Ava’s mind as she sat down, realising almost absently that she was playing black this time and trying to ignore the sheen of sweat that stuck inside her palm as it came away from the girl’s outstretched hand. Thinking, as she straightened one of her knights so it faced forward, that Beatrice’s palm would probably be warm but dry. Wondering if Lilith knew that for certain.

Her opponent played e4, pushing her pawn out. It made her feel like a dick but Ava really couldn’t concentrate, stuck wondering absently if at the end of the day they cleaned all the finger-marks off the polished pieces. Ava launched into the French Defence, not sure why she was doing it but confident enough to let her hands do what they wanted. She allowed her pawn structure to shatter because it got her bishops out into play. She checked a knight up high, trying to lure the queen into play.

It took her almost ten minutes – well into the middlegame – to realise why she’d chosen the French out of all possible replies to e4.

Beatrice. Sitting at her table up past the wooden dividers while Ava stood watching Shannon eat an oreo and spray crumbs all over Lilith’s shirt. She’d played the French with the not-quite-Tarrasch variation. The thought almost made Ava fumble a piece, taking a second as her fingers hovered over her knight.

She’d spent the rest of the game in denial, pushing aggressively across the board, tapping the clock a little bit cruelly as she took all of fifteen seconds to evaluate each move before making it. Her opponent shifted her feet under the table, hands rubbing at the edge as she took in the scattered positions on the board – a tangled middlegame of sharp lines and ruthless forks, of Ava blithely exchanging her knight for a pawn and then pulling the queen out right where she wanted it to be.

It was no wonder, then, that in the haze of it all she hadn’t noticed Beatrice.

Ava swallows, ducks her head. “That…” She searches for the right words as Beatrice, in turn, tries to recover. It doesn’t make Ava feel anything at all.

The idea that Beatrice thought Ava must have noticed her watching. It was something – that admission - coming from a girl who seems to shy from even the briefest brush of a spotlight.

“That wasn’t the most elegant game I’ve ever played,” Ava says finally, weakly.

Beatrice tilts her head. She looks even more like an owl than usual in pose; her brows knitting together, elbows pulled in against the dip of her waist, her ribs. It’s hard to describe her, really, except in abstracts, in terms of odd things, odd ducks. Owls.

“I think you might have made that girl cry,” Beatrice muses, at length. “But then, she really just gave away her queen like that, didn’t she? It was an obvious enough play. Burn variation with a little aggression thrown in toward the end.”

Again, that same firelit glow in Beatrice’s eyes - the one Ava saw when she talked about burning cities. That, and Ava’s almost automatic use of a variation on the French Defence called burn, which has nothing to do with Volohai or the strategy itself, and yet.

Odd duck, odd duck, odd duck. If Ava gets this girl’s number, she’s going to use that for a nickname, maybe with a few fire emojis and some dark blue hearts.

Putting her arm back up on the chair-back, Ava grabs one crutch, positions it just so, and launches herself up. Beatrice, ridiculously, takes a quick step forward as though Ava might need catching. She braces herself on the table, keeping her fist closed around her conquered king.

“It’s good, I’m good. Sorry.” Ava is breathless, waiting for gravity to remember her. “I have to do that fast or it doesn’t work at all.”

Beatrice only looks at her, one hand still half-outstretched. It’s nice, actually, Ava thinks, as Beatrice lowers it a little sheepishly – how she lets her loss for words sit like that instead of filling up the silence with something else. “And I’m sorry I didn’t notice you watching me play.”

cont on Ao3

#warrior nun #avatrice #ava x beatrice #wn chess au #casper writes #i wrote this feeling really normal the whole time i promise ^_^ nothing gay going on here at all #anyway enjoy my little guys playing football for nerds

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

cough hack wheeze who wants a teeny tiny fantasy au snippet with uhhhh laughingstock Tension. it's like... half a scene! unedited & out of context As Is Tradition

~

“Nothin’ much. I think I’ll poke around nearby towns, shake down some travelers - see what falls into my paws.”

“I’m not sure that’s such a good idea, Barn,” Howdy says. He sweeps aggressively, spreading dirt more than gathering it into the usual neat piles. “Who knows if those ne'er-do-wells are still roaming around the woods - if you and Ed couldn’t take them, what makes you think you could alone? Or- or! What if you stumble across those cultists? I hate to think of you stuck in an ambush with no help coming, knowing fully well that-”

A large paw slips the broom out of his grip and sets it to the side, and Howdy stammers to a stop as Barnaby crowds him against the bar with a soft, “Howdy.”

Howdy swallows hard, bracketed on each side by strong blue arms. The look Barnaby fixes him with dries up his well of words and bristles his fuzz. Howdy’s heart hammers against his ribs. He can feel Barnaby’s body heat, and it’s lighting his blood on fire. 

“I’m not gonna be reckless, if that’s what you’re worried about,” Barnaby says. He barely needs to speak louder than a whisper for Howdy to hear him loud and clear. He smells like sweet smoke. “The other day was a one time deal, cross my heart. But, if it’ll make you feel better, I’ll take someone with me. I’m sure Jules is itchin’ to get outta town.”

“What would really make me feel better is if you stay,” Howdy blurts, just barely reining in the with me. He tenses, knowing that he’s toeing a dangerous line. One wrong word, and he’ll make the unspoken spoken - but the stress drains out of him as Barn’s eyes go soft. Perhaps that wouldn’t be so bad. Of course there’s no reason to worry, not about this, not with him. There never has been.

“You know I can’t do that,” Barnaby murmurs. “Not yet.”

Howdy doesn’t need to say that he knows. Not for the first time and with any luck, not for the last, it clicks in his mind that they’re on the same page - he doesn’t need to be a telepath to understand the thoughts behind Barnaby’s dark eyes. 

Barnaby says it anyway. “I gotta get him back. I can’t… there’s no room for anythin’ else right now.”

Howdy sighs through his nose and slumps against the counter digging into the small of his back. He nods and adjusts the lapels of Barnaby’s vest. His fingers ghost over soft blue, and Barnaby doesn’t flinch at the contact. If anything, he leans the barest millimeter into it. His gaze burns into Howdy’s, even if they aren’t meeting at the moment, but it isn’t a bad feeling. Quite the opposite, actually.

“Well,” Howdy says in a low voice, “if you find a good lead, send for the rest of us. I’ll be there as fast as my four legs can scamper.”

Barnaby smirks. “Even if you need to take a boat?”

“Even so, Barn.”

The smirk slides into something that isn’t a frown, but isn’t a smile. It’s too soft for a grimace, but too intense for simple recognition. Barnaby seems to sway forward, and Howdy is sorely tempted to meet him halfway.  

But Barnaby’s claw taps the counter, and he pulls away before anyone’s mind can be made up. Howdy’s hands slip from his lapels, brushing against fur as they fall and knuckles skimming over the smooth, fresh scar cutting across Barnaby’s belly. 

“I’ll be back before you know it,” Barnaby says, his eyes crinkling at the corners. He squeezes Howdy’s shoulder and then his back is turned, and he’s leaving. All Howdy can do is watch. 

And call out after him, “Your table will be open and waiting for you.”

Barnaby pauses in the doorway and looks over his shoulder at Howdy, and his grin is so full of affection that Howdy may just burst. 

“With a free pint?” he asks.

“Hey now, don’t push your luck pal.”

Barnaby bursts out laughing, and Howdy can hear it even after the door thuds closed.

#clawing and sobbing and- no. no #im normal. im so normal i swear #yk on a related tangent. i keep wanting to go to my sleep but spotify keeps playing bangers #all of my Lore songs... the animatics in my head... i dont want to not listen! #so i thought hey. might as well offer Yet Another Snippet! #i have many these days! #i almost posted the human au carnival snippet but uhhhh this one won out. i wrote it like. two hours ago #im sorry if it lacks some Personality or if theres blatant Mistakes #im tired! i meant to be asleep two hours ago! its 2 am! #snippets from the bog #laughingstock #wh fantasy au #its not shown in this tidbit #but barnaby has his pack and it contains Not Only Wormie! but also Puppet Wally! #barnaby: i gotta find wally 🥺 #honey... you have had him the whole time... kiss your caterpillar.... #the. the tall one. not the teeny worm. #well. the teeny worm too but she just gets a little kisth on her tiny face. #the tall caterpillar would get uhhhh a lil more than that id expect. lotsa sugar yk yk #im. gonna go sleep #these two will be my nightly bedtime story as i drift away... #and hopefully ill wake up early enough to find the christmas lights before The Stream #and maybe crochet a few more rows.... read a couple more chapters... #i just misspelled read as red i need to be Unconchus

[clowfish]

fanart of chapter 18 of The Thief by @wintergrew which is literally the best fanfic I have ever read in my life https://archiveofourown.org/works/14432472/chapters/51578533#workskin

technicalllllyyy tweek is wearing a shirt in this scene but I wanted the drawing to be a bit ambiguous without context

#this fic CHANGED MY LIFE #I READ IT 2 MONTHS AGO AND I AM NOT JOKING WHEN I SAY I REREAD IT EVERY DAY AND IT CONSUMES ALL MY WAKING THOUGHTS #the author is sososo talented and the story is just TOO good for a south park fic #the story is just so multifaceted and beautiful and human #GO. READ IT !!! NOW!! #I looked up renaissance/medieval music playlists on spotify and had that playing the whole time for ambiance it was great #oh yeah this fic also sparked my interest in the Middle Ages #anyway now I’m gonna put normal tags ig 🙄 #creek #creek fanart #Craig tucker #tweek tweak #south park #south park fanart #sp #the stick of truth #stick of truth #fish art #never drawn kissing before this was a learning experience

[brittlebutch]

actually it's kind of funny how people will say Alex's fatal flaw is that he 'doesn't ask for help' and that it's his determination to handle things on his own that leads to his deterioration and eventual death when his whole introduction to the present-day timeline was a very literal cry for help that simply went ignored

#N posts stuff #like even if you think alex was lying throughout the entirety of season 2 and he was waiting from the Moment jay showed up #JUST to kill him (Which again i don't think makes much sense when he could have killed Tim & Jay immediately instead of #breaking Tim's leg. anyway) EVEN IF alex spent that whole time lying it doesn't actually change the fact that he would have at least #been Pretending to Ask For Help and if he wasn't lying then he was Literally Asking For Help and it doesn't Actually matter #what intention Alex had because the text is Ambiguous about Alex's honesty during season two; what isn't ambiguous is the way #other characters (specifically Jay) respond to him; like yeah - S2 Brian/Tim were never in one million years going to help Alex with shit #so sort of any argument that brings up Tim as someone who asks for/offers help is borderline meaningless in this era of the series #Jay had the 'opportunity' to help Alex (and i'll get back to that in a sec) but DIDN'T - Jay wasn't Interested in actually offering Alex #'help' bc Jay is ultimately curious about Answers and 'Offering Help' and 'Getting Answers' are two Wildly conflicting goals #Jay thinks Alex has answers and when Alex doesn't Offer these 'Answers' to Jay on a silver platter Jay gets pissed off and paranoid #and starts Stalking Alex bc he thinks it's 'Suspicious' that Alex won't give him the Answers (that Alex probably doesn't Actually have) #ANYWAY. ultimately this post is about how it's absurd when people argue #that individual character choices could have made a difference in the way this series played out - specifically wrt Alex #because EVERYONE in this WHOLE series are being affected by influences outside of their control ; including Brian Tim and Jay #so it's silly when people are like 'if ALEX had just made a different choice For Himself this could have all been avoided' WRONG. #bc Ultimately there's not really a way to 'help' someone else out of this situation - Tim tried and failed Repeatedly #the comics proved he even failed with Jessica - like MH isn't a horror situation where you can kill the big bad #'getting help' is a meaningless argument - what would successfully helping or getting help even look like? anyway. #the sub argument of this post is that Alex's biggest 'sin' is that he doesn't perform emotions the way other people want him to #like Alex is a character with a kind of flat affect - instead of LOOKING scared or grieved he LOOKS bored or angry #and everyone judges him based on that - so Alex is 'Suspicious' he's 'Lying' he's 'Guilty' but all of these deductions are predicated #on the belief that Alex isn't reacting to his circumstances the way a 'Normal' person would - so it MUST all be an act and so he's guilty #so everyone treats him like he's guilty until the end of season two when he's like 'Fuck it FINE i'll be guilty then' and so it goes #not a self-fulfilled prophecy but being Cornered Into a prophecy and then Blamed for it - SAD. anyway

[theo-grayson]

playing the our life dlc for the first time. .. . ohbg.. . .

#im only on step 2 but #thbe one with the homework #i lost mine and was so stresses and we couldnt find it #and cove was like 'here. take this' and it was HIS hw #and i was like '? what? this is yours?' #and he was like 'i dont know what you mean' #HE WANTED TO GIVE ME HIS HOMEWOKR SO I DIDNT HAVE TO START OVER #A HEEM A HEEM HIC SOBS #bro i . i . oh.hg. #our life #our life beginnings and always #olba #ol:ba #cove holden #dude. i get to play the wedding dlc. i get to marry cove holden #whole body vibrates uncontrollably #i love cove holden a normal amount. #anyways. sneep time #theo rambles

[maryoliverdotcom]

NO WAY WE WON FIRST PLACE IN MUSIC

#AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #okay so rant time.txt #i really rocked my whole heart out i kid you not the pick almost fell out of my hand i was playing so hard #when we got offstage the teacher just went “AMAZING playing ahana” #and everyone told me i looked like a rockstar #then when the prize distribution ceremony thing happened i was so scared but!!!!! we won first place!!!!!! #i'm totally normal about this. btw #and then the vice principal. the VICE PRINCIPAL FUCKING PULLED ME ASIDE AND TOLD ME THAT I PLAYED AMAZINGLY WELL #and when we got onstage to take our prize the teacher who told me i had played really well said “i KNEW you'd win first place” #after getting the prize i showed it to *her* wink wink nudge nudge #and i thought she'd be uninterested bc last year we won second prize and she was kinda detached about the whole thing #but this time the moment she saw me she had this huge grin on her otherwise serious face and when i told her we were first #she was so HAPPY #ARE WE GETTING SOMEWHERE????WHAT???? #brainhasstoppedworking.exe #i lied i'm not fucking normal about this

[potatobugz]

things i noticed in my most recent jsab playthrough that u might not have:

- the square starts off broken at the beginning of the game ? like theyre in pieces and those pieces come together to form the player

- the corrupted flowers make piano noises when they first pop out of the water

- theres a part in sevcon where, when the circle in the middle is absorbing other circles, it kind of bounces to the beat every time a circle hits it! its hard to see if youre not paying attention (completely understandable)

- in subwoofer dubstep, the rain from the ceiling actually fills up the level with water (this might be common knowledge but i personally never noticed until now)

- the helicopter leaves a trail of rainbow particles when they fly :]

- in that one part where the square is on a conveyor belt running from buzzsaws, the piles of stuff being shredded are various trees and things from paradise, one of which is the bird cage from the lost chapter!

- the 3 birds from the lost chapter also appeared at the end of the game before the extra chapter was even released

- the pink boss guy has a machine in the factory with the sole purpose of pushing flowers over. this boss is like a middle school bully i love them

- THE BEGINNING OF TRY THIS IS TOTALLY A JAMES BOND REFERENCE AND I ONLY JUST NOW GOT IT. GOD

- i also like that the background in Try This has many elements from the factory in the overworld. ik its pretty obvious. i just think its neat

- i might make a separate post abt this but the boss is very clearly Bug Coded. and the changes to their appearance they go through throughout the game makes me think of metamorphosis. you understand

- like an evil butterfly

- in the lost chapter, theres what appears to be several fossils underground. this implications of this drives me nuts

#jsab #just shapes and beats #rambles #i had to share my notes with the world #i am very nit normal about this game #ive played it many many many times #did you know. yhis game has phenomenal level design #like every level is so enjoyable and fun imo #and things like. in close to me the level design forces you to stick close to the boss the whole time #stuff like that makes me giddy with joy #and clash is another rlly good one. i love it. i lov this game