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1zay1 · 1 year

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The spirit’s revenge

Enjoy!

Note: -ok so obv I’d have to make a part two to this bc this part is more of what happened before instead of present also this is my first story i wrote like ever officially so I hope you enjoy it 🤭 also sry if there are grammar issues 😭

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It was only a few months ago that I realized I was wanted killed by my own mother and my best friend, me and my mother were never close and she never honestly raised me,as I remember it it was usually my grandparents or if not then myself.

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I don’t understand how I didn’t see it coming,I obviously knew I wasn’t planned or really ever wanted due to the way she just ignored me as soon as I was capable of doing things by myself, there might have been some harm in the way but those are bad memories..the only thing I ever remember her saying to me is “not now valley” other then that is was just drunk mumbles and a bunch of yelling.

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As a kid I was never social mainly because I was never taught how to act around people so I always ended up thinking that what I felt like saying was wrong or I was gonna be looked at weird. I resulted in writing every single thing I thought or felt like saying in a journal that I found.

♪(´ε｀)

After a few years at the age of 17 I found a person I confided it and told everything to and I mean everything including what I mentioned before. I wouldent say I relied on them but at the same time I really did. We were close until June 6th 2006.

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It all started ever since I started inviting Sophie (the friend I mentioned) over to my house..I found it so weird how my mom would end up paying so much attention to Sophie. Every time she came over my mother would always ask her about what’s her next step and I knew my gut was right when I felt like they were doing something together,plotting something. Everytime Sophie left to go to the bathroom she always made a left turn while the bathroom was on the right,the living room was on the left and that was where my mom spent most of her time,honestly her bedroom was useless becuase at the end of the day she would be passed out the couch sleeping next to a bucket up food wrappers and vomit. Sometime..no..most of the time I would overhear them talking about money or weapons, I thought it was weird but I didn’t feel like looking into more then I was thinking about it.

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Like any other regular story this one begins with the common one day, like any other day I was hanging out with Sophie like how I usually did at. Y house and all of a sudden or at least this was sudden to me my mom invited Sophie out dinner in a friendly tone and when she left the room she just looked at me and signaled me to come along with an annoyed expression on her face. I saw an opportunity to so what help or improve my relationship with my mother although I had a bad feeling about something going to happen that night and of ours I was right,she never made an effort to get to know me and at that point I wouldn’t be surprised if she didn’t even know my favourite colour or song or picked up on the way I always did my hair differently according to a weekly pattern I made up for myself because the way I found it annoying having to constantly come up with an idea on how I would style it or if I would not style it at all.

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The closer we got to the place we were having dinner the more tied up my stomach felt, my mother parked in a sketchy looking parking that look liked there haven’t been anything living there for years. We stepped inside and my gut was right that something was wrong,the place was dark and empty and quiet with dust that had built up in the corners and on the floor. As I looked behind me to see where the other two were I realsied that they were gone, I was shaking,scared,alone and cold..the place we were in seemed basement like and there was only a char infron of me. My stupid self decided to sit in it,the weird part was that the chair didn’t have any arm rests, the chair gave me the slightest comfort so I just decided to close my eyes and let my hands wrest on the side of it

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Turns out that I ended up falling sleep but not for so long. I woke up after about maybe 30 minutes and the first thing I remember seeing is a bright light not a regular light more like a car light and it looked like it was getting closer and closer to me by the second..I realized what was happening and I tried to get out if the chair but my limbs were tied together to the chair.my last resort was to attempt to jump while in the chair to get in the way but in one blink I feel a heavy pain,like I was hit..no slammed by a 78 pound weight. The last thing I saw and heard after that was the laughter and smiles of the one I called my mother and my trusted best friend. I didn’t know what I ever did to deserve to be killed by them, I only ever listened to my mom and left her alone and my so called best friend I treated her with such respect and kindness,invited her into my home,shared practically my entire life with..I just couldn’t belive it but what other choice did I have,I was now watching over people from the sky.I was givin the option to take revenge wich I hesitated to neither accept or deny but now I’m gonna take it.

#story #oh wow #first

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saijspellhart · 2 years

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20 for the meta questions! :3

20. Tell us the meta about your writing that you really want to ramble to people about (symbolism you’ve included, character or relationship development that you love, hidden references, callbacks or clues for future scenes?)

@_@

Oh this is a rabbit hole. Uhhhh. We’ll talk about Chained.

Okay, let’s start at the beginning. I started writing Chained to You, because I’m a horror nerd and I’d just gotten back into YGO after a decade, and it was like the perfect material to write a ghost haunting fic. I was originally inspired by @xiueryn and their fantastic oneshot fanfic Cauchemar. Which is a Miraculous Ladybug fanfic, where Marinette moves into an apartment that turns out to be haunted, and she befriends a “ghost,” and they communicate using notes written on sticky notes, before moving on to a little whiteboard. In that story the ghost turns out to be a demon named Adrien, and things start getting really creepy, disturbing, and scary near the end of the story. It’s a Horror fic, through and through, so I advise anyone who reads it to go into the story prepared for that.

I adored Cauchemar so much that I’ve always wanted to take my own crack at that sort of haunting AU, albeit, I decided I wanted to write a story where the ghost was actually a sweetheart that does stupidly domestic things for his host. So, same genre and similar trope, but completely different theme.

Since I love season zero of Yugioh, (arguably the best YGO and only season of YGO that was about horror and possession, and not about stupid children’s card games.) I decided I wanted my fic to be a continuation of that. A celebration, and a love letter to Season Zero. I wanted to embrace Yami’s appearance as a shadow entity and really explore how terrifying he could be, even while he doesn’t try to scare Yugi at all.

I never wanted Yami to be able to speak in Chained, which is why he starts with a white board and progresses to a Speak & Spell. The S&S was actually just me making a dumb joke in a doodle, and people adored the idea of Yami with a S&S so much, and asked me when he’ll get it in the fic. And it ultimately made me decide to include it in the fic for realsies, and I ended up upgrading Yami from white board to Speak & Spell. I’m so glad I did. It’ll be the closest he comes to being able to talk on the plain of the living, without possessing Yugi’s body.

As far as Yami’s appearance goes. He’s going to keep that eldritch horror appearance from start to end. While he is trying to manifest a human appearance on the plain of the living (outside of the soul rooms) you’ll notice throughout the story it’s extremely difficult for him. It will never not be difficult for him, and appearing human for even a short amount of time will come with its own drawbacks and complications. You’ll get to see some of that coming up as Yami pushes the boundaries of what he can actually do, and how much power Yugi actually provides him.

Originally I was going to be serious, and give the chapter titles serious names, but I decided to fuck it and just be silly. Because I’m a horror nerd I decided all the chapter titles needed to be lame ass puns of Horror Movie titles. And I have a huge list of horror movie titles from various movies in a document, and whenever I need to name a new chapter I rifle through all the movies and try to find one that I came make a pun with that suits the chapter.

At the time I began writing Chained, I was hella depressed and not doing ok, and that fic was basically my comfort project. I wanted to write Yami doing all kinds of lovingly thoughtful and sweet things. basically performing self care on his host, since they share the body. Yugi deserves someone to take care of him after all the shit he’s gone though.

I haven’t seen very many fics that deal directly with season zero. I’ve seen fics that tip their hat to season zero, or have season zero vibes. But very rarely do I see a fic that actually directly deals with events from season zero, or actually openly discusses plot and characters. So here I am basically contributing to the fandom the kind of content that I want to see.

My inclusion of Kaiba in the fic has always been a subject of drama. And I originally included him, and Yugi’s crush on him, because I wanted to demonstrate Yugi’s capacity for forgiveness. It was meant to be a parallel of sorts. Kaiba was one of the people in s0 who did some of the worst things to Yugi and his friends, and Yugi still found it within himself to forgive Kaiba, befriend him, and in my fic even develop feels for him. This was important in the story because Yugi will find out that Yami has hurt people, (including some of Yugi’s friends) that he’s hurt and even murdered people. And if Yugi could not forgive Kaiba and develop a friendly relationship and even feels for someone like him, it felt ridiculous that Yugi could be so forgiving and even fall in love upon finding out Yami’s history. But of course people bitched so much about Kaiba, that I had to threaten to make it Flareshipping to get people to stop. And now I find every excuse I can possibly find to make Kaiba a more prominent character in the story. His role wasn’t originally going to be as big, but spite is very motivating. He’s now one of my favorite characters to write.

There isn’t a lot of plot in Chained, but one of the things I’ve built the story around is actually something that Shadi said. In the second episode that Shadi appeared in, in s0, he said that Yugi and Yami’s true power will be unlocked when they work together. (At that time in the series Yami was still suppressing Yugi’s consciousness, and he was working independently.) but then the YGO series never explored much of Yugi and Yami working together. There’s a couple points in the DM anime where they pull off some clever strats together, but it’s rare, and USUALLY Yami ends up being the person to claim victory in the end. Yugi even admits that usually he lets Yami have control and he just spectates. Anyway, that always bugged me, so I wanted to explore how Yugi gives Yami power, where that power comes from, how Yugi makes Yami more powerful, and what they can accomplish when they work together. It’s been subtle throughout Chained, but slowly I’ve been revealing tiny bits and pieces about how Yami’s powers work, what he can do, and how they are slowly increasing the more Yugi becomes aware of him and the stronger their bond becomes. (Something which makes Yami Bakura a jealous jackal.)

In my latest chapter of chained there is a horror movie poster on the wall of Yugi’s soul room. And that is meant to be symbolic of their recent conflict. The movie is a foreign film, and the English translation of the title is, “Let the Right One In.” The movie is about a sensitive kid who is suffering from bullies, and ends up befriending a strange and mysterious girl who hides a dark monstrous secret, and is connected to a string of local murders. Sound familiar to Yugi’s situation?

I’m sure there are more things I could talk about. But it’s late, and my memory is spotty at best anyway. I hope you enjoyed this little insight about Chained.

#ask answers #SaijSpellhart answers #Chained to You

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whumpishstuff · 4 years

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*Ji and Lance part 3*

part 2

“Ok, Lance. You’re going to pick today, ok?” Ji tries to make his voice sound authoritative without sounding angry. Lance looks up at him with wide eyes from his signature spot next to the couch.

“Yes, Master.” Lance’s body is tense with anxiety, but Ji has found that he won’t disobey a direct order. He sits on the couch, close to Lance, and presses the remote in his hand.

Lance scrolls Netflix, looking up questioningly at Ji as he pauses on each movie. Ji just motions to the TV, wanting Lance to pick something that he’s interested in, like they had discussed. Lance turns and stares at the screen with intense concentration. He stops on a nature documentary, and peers up nervously at Ji.

“You wanna watch that one?” Ji tries to keep his expression neutral.

“Do you want to, Master?” Lance seems uneasy, like he’s anticipating punishment.

“That’s not what I asked.” Ji knows that it won’t mean anything if he ends up choosing for him.

“...I am... interested in this film. I would like to watch it, if that’s alright with you, Master.” Lance braces himself for the discipline that comes with requesting something for himself.

“Nice choice, hon.” Ji plucks the remote from his hand and plays the documentary. They watch the film in silence. Ji tries to make conversation a few times, but he knows he’s already asked a lot of Lance, so gives up.

Ji checks his phone, having silenced it so he could focus on spending time with Lance. Six missed calls from Anwir. Ten texts, one that declares that he’s coming over.

“Uh, Lance?”

“Yes, Master?”

“Anwir’s coming over... for some reason.”

“Yes, Master.”

Anwir’s the only person he’s introduced Lance to, and Anwir took a liking to him immediately. He’s a lot more comfortable with the “pet” role Lance fills than Ji is. He has no problem with Lance kneeling at his feet, he even pets his head. Ji suspects that Anwir is involved in the BDSM scene or something of the sort, but he doesn’t ask because he doesn’t want to prompt Anwir into one of his signature inappropriate rambles.

“Duuuude! Let me in! It’s important!” Anwir’s voice is loud even through the door. Ji rushes to let him in, not wanting another complaint from his neighbors.

Anwir yanks the door open as soon as Ji turns the lock. “THEY’RE COMING FOR LANCE DUDE!” He shoves Ji out of the doorway and slams the door shut.

“Wha-? Are you on coke again?! We talked about this!” Ji rubs his face, frustrated by the thought of having to force Anwir into rehab again.

“NO DUDE! This is for realsies! Some big scary guys in suits showed up at my apartment!” He grabs Ji’s shoulders, shaking him roughly. “They asked me about Lance! I said I didn’t know what they’re talking about but THEY HAD PICTURES OF ME GOING INTO YOUR HOUSE! THE JIG IS UP DUDE!”

“Ok. Ok. Just calm down. Why would ‘scary guys in suits’ care about where Lance is staying?” He pries Anwir’s hands off his shoulders.

“Because he’s a pet, dude. And his Master must want him back!” Ji just squints at him, trying to decide if he’s high or not. Anwir sighs dramatically, rubbing his eyes. “Look, dude, I haven’t told you about this stuff ‘cuz I didn’t want to worry you. This ‘Master and Pet’ thing has a community.”

“Huh?” Ji interrupts him. “Are we talking like a BDSM club kinda thing?”

Anwir fixes him with an annoyed look. “No. I’m talking about an underground community of sickos who kidnap people like Lance. Abuse them. Keep them as pets, like dogs. They are rich and they are powerful, so they get away with it. And they want Lance back.”

Ji gapes at him, unable to process the entirety of what he’s being told.

“They will do whatever it takes to get their pet back. You are in danger. You both are.” Anwir has never seemed this serious before, and it freaks Ji out.

“WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME ABOUT THIS BEFORE?!”

“Because it seemed like Lance had lost them! And you don’t have any ties to them, so I didn’t think they’d find you.” Anwir looks at his shoes, guilt showing on his face.

“Why do you even know about all this? Are you... involved?” Ji’s heart is pounding, and he’s scared. Scared that the only person that he’s trusted Lance with has had bad intentions the whole time.

“No dude! I mean, a friend of a friend is, and I ended up doing some odd jobs for the group, but that was before I found out what it is they do.” His face twists up like he might cry. “When you introduced me to Lance, I figured out that he used to be a pet. But I couldn’t bring myself to tell you, and possibly ruin your and Lance's relationship.”

Ji’s expression softens. “I get it man. I’m not mad. But what am I gonna do?!”

“Well, I have an idea. It seems like they aren’t actually sure that you have Lance. If they did, they’d probably just take him by force. If we hide him for a bit, and you let them check things out here, they’ll think that they had the wrong guy. They’ll go continue their goose chase somewhere else, and you guy’s’ll be safe.” Anwir wrings his hands as he speaks, his tense body emanating anxiety.

“Where would I hide him though?” Ji takes Anwir’s hands in his, massaging the tension out of them.

“I can take him. My parents have a cabin up in the woods that no one ever uses. If I’m careful there won’t be any trail, Lance and I can stay up there until things cool down.” He gives Ji a small smile, clutching his shaking hands tightly.

“You’d do that for us?” Ji’s eyes fill with tears.

“Of course man. Let me pay you back for all the times you’ve patched me up after my stupid bar fights and shit.” Ji pulls him into a hug, tears streaming down his cheeks.

Ji pulls back, both stress and relief contorting his features. “Should I pack him a bag right away?”

“Yeah, we better get this thing rolling. The sooner the better. I’m gonna go make sure Lance is ok. I’m sure he’s been listening.”

“Oh shit. Yeah. You do that, I’ll go pack his bag.”

“Hey, pal. Did you hear us talking?” Anwir squats down next to where Lance is kneeling.

“Yes, Sir.” Lance doesn't make eye contact with him, as per usual.

“Alright, so you understand why you need to come stay with me for a while?” He stands and sits on the couch. His eyes never leaving Lance’s face.

“Yes, Sir.” Lance’s expression doesn’t change, although Anwir thinks that he can sense sadness radiating from him.

“This isn’t you fault, ok?” He gently lays his hand on Lance’s slight shoulder.

“...Yes, Sir.” His eyes well up with tears despite his efforts to be well behaved for his Master’s friend.

“Awww, don’t cry! Ji and I are gonna get this all worked out. Then you two can be all lovey-dovey again in peace.” Anwir chuckles at his teasing, patting Lance’s shoulder.

Ji strides into the room, duffel bag in hand. He kneels down, facing Lance. “I’m really sorry about this, hon. But it’ll just be for a little while, ok?” His tears don’t go unnoticed.

Lance’s face pinches with guilt. “I-I’m so sorry, Master.” He sniffles, tears wetting his cheeks.

Ji pulls Lance into a hug, glaring up at Anwir when he whistles at the display of affection.

“Well... The sooner we’re out of here, the safer we’ll be.” Anwir pats both Ji and Lance on the head and grabs Lance’s bag. Ji presses a loving kiss to Lance’s forehead, and helps him up. The three make their way to Anwir’s car, Ji holding Lance’s hand the entire way.

“Alright, bro. Get rid of any trace of Lance. When they show up, and believe me they will, just let them poke around. They won’t find any evidence of a pet, so they won’t have any reason to fuck with you. I’ll bring him back like a week after they leave, just to be safe. Got it?” Anwir jerks him into a hug before he can even answer.

“Yeah man. I got it. Keep me updated, ok?” Ji turns and pats Lance’s head, giving him a sad smile.

“No worries man. I’ll text you when we get there. And I’ll take good care of him.” Anwir fixes him with a smile as he leads Lance to the passenger side.

Ji waves to them as the car pulls away. Lance timidly waves back. Anwir sticks his entire arm through his window, swinging it like a madman. Ji can’t help but laugh, despite the solemn situation.

Once the car is out of sight, he makes his way inside, ready to scrub away every hint of Lance’s existence.

#whump #well there isn't really whump in this one #just plot #drabble #my writing #ji #lance #anwir

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aristocratlegacy · 4 years

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Chapter 67- Healing Crystal Country

Chloe: “Hmm...fur coats?”

“...”

Chloe: “Out unless you’ve established it as your thing already. Summer hats off season? In once again.”

Vivien: “Hey, have you seen my black sweater with the weird collar?”

Chloe: ‘It’s over there.”

Vivien: “No...that’s not it. Hey, Chloe?”

Chloe: “Hm?”

Vivien: “What’s on your head? Are you exchanging floppy hats for weird sci-fi helmets?”

Chloe: “Wow, you really haven’t heard of Celestial Crown Cleansing yet?”

Vivien: “Of course I have! I’m plugged in! I just….wanted to know what you know about it.”

Chloe: “Well, depending on the different crystals you put in the emotional centrifuge, it stimulates the wrinkles in your brain so that you can think more clearly and experience life more purely.”

Vivien: :”I like to experience life pretty clearly, dear.”

Chloe: “I know! So just imagine what you’ll see when you’re Celestially Cleansed.”

Pierce: “You cannot believe what Izzy Fabulous said about Nancy Landgraab’s latest piece today at the gallery I-”

Pierce: “What’s ...goin on?”

Vivien: “We’re Celestial Crystal Crown Cleansing.”

Pierce: “Oh, I read about that, you know it’s just pseudoscience, right?” Vivien: “Whoever said that is lying and obviously hasn’t tried it. I’m experiencing life more clearly than ever.”

Chloe: “You ok, Hawkeye?”

Vivien: “Are you still sick?”

Pierce: “It’s just a headcold. I’m fine, and I definitely don’t need a helmet to tell me that if that was what you were about to suggest.”

Chloe: “Try the helmet! Seriously, I was nauseous all morning and then I put it on- now I just want watermelon and chocolate..”

Pierce: “Ew, no.”

Vivien: “Pierce! Did you borrow my black sweater without asking?”

Pierce: “Yes but don’t come in here!”

Vivien: “What? This is my room what are you talking ab- ooooh”

Pierce: “I just wanted to try it on.”

Vivien: “And?””

Pierce: “Aaaaand...my weird stomach thing is feeling a lot better, to be entirely honest.”

Vivien: “I knew we’d get you! Chloe! Chloe Look!”

Chloe: “ Ooooh my god.”

Vivien: “He said it’s helping his mysterious illness.”

Pierce: “Y’know, this is kinda...nice. Just the three of us.”

Chloe: “Totally! I feel like we’ve barely gotten to hang out lately!”

Vivien: “I know it feels like we haven’t hung out together or done anything in like....a year.”

Vivien: “Well, you did take off for a week. Where did you go anyways?”

Chloe: “Sulani! And then Windenberg.”

Vivien: “Wow, Dustin’s really treating you with that game dev money, huh?”

Chloe: “Yeah! Well, Dirk Dreamer actually took me to Sulani, then from there I went to Windenberg with Dustin”

Pierce: “Bit of a love triangle goin for ya then?”’

Chloe: “Sorta. I feel like maybe they’re just trying to one up eachother through me, but if it means I get a bunch of vacations out of it, then i don’t really mind. “

Pierce: “So you’re gold digging Glamma Opal would be so proud.”

Chloe: “No! I like them, Dirk actually just said that he could potentially see the possibility of maybe saying I love you at some point.”

Pierce: “Sweetie. Please don’t say that out loud to anybody else, I love you, but please. Do this for me.”

Vivien: “I got for realsies recognized on the street today for The Cute and the Confident. It’s really happening, guys.”

Chloe: “Aww, Vivi! I’m so proud of you!”

Vivien: “Right? I mean...I would enjoy it more if Veronica wasn’t there all the time, but I’ll live, I guess.”

Pierce: “You wouldn’t think there would be such an immediate need for a stunt double on a soap opera.”

Vivien: “That’s just it- at first she was just there for one scene but then they decided to make her my secret twin.”

Chloe: “Ewwww, did you tell them that you used to date?”

Vivien: “Yeah. They thought it was weird and made fun of us both a little bit, but said they were going with it anyway. They’re gonna do a bunch of mayhem where I pretend to be her and vice versa. It’s ridiculous- I mean, we don’t look that much alike.”

Chloe: “Ehh...you do, though.”

Vivien: “Pierce….”

Pierce: “Hmm?”

Vivien: “Your stomach is glowing.”

Pierce: “Fuck, not again.”

Chloe: “Oh my god, the Celestial Cleanse obviously isn’t enough, you need to go to the doctor!”

Pierce: “No!”

Vivien: “Why not?”

Pierce: “Because I keep getting these crazy fever dreams and I feel like I’m this close to my artistic breakthrough.”

Vivien: “Seriously? What if you, like, die?”

Pierce: “Then they’ll say that I died for my Art- I’m not seeing the downside here, Vivien.”

Vivien: “You’re so weird. I have to go to work- two more days, man, and I’ll teleport you to the doctors myself.”

Chloe: “Ohhh nooo, we’re going to the Bailey party in two days!”

Vivien: “Ohmygod, you’re so right. I wouldn’t make you miss that, Pierce. Three days.”

Pierce: “Ew. Fine, I guess that my muse has a deadline. I’ll see you before the Bailey party, I’m locking myself in my room!”

Vivien: “It’s almost three, I gotta get to set. I’m about to go adopt a baby that my twin stole from my ex husband.”

Chloe: “Good luck cutie! Steal the baby really good!”

*Knock Knock*

Chloe: “Hey Wallace!”

Walter: “It’s Walter. Remember? You...called me Radar, because of MASH- I think?”

Chloe: “Yes! You’re the one my sister has a crush on, what’s up?”

Walter: “Did...she say that?”

Chloe: “Aww! You guys are so cute! Boop!” Walter: “You...booped my nose.” Chloe: “I sure did! And I’m gonna do it again! Boop!”

Walter: “Ooo-kay. Uh- is Vivien here?”

Chloe: “Awww!”

Walter: “Okay.”

Chloe: “Cuties!!”

*default ringtone*

Walter: “Oh, I gotta take this. I’ll talk to you later, just tell her I stopped by.”

Chloe: “Who still has a ringtone? Just put it on vibrate, man.”

Walter: “No, I like it that way- no, not you mom. Bye Chloe. No- not bye Mom!”

Director: “Vivi, Roni, I need to talk to you.”

Director: “Listen, goils, I love ya. I do- but you need to stop playin’ the goils on the show so...ah…”

Vivien: “Devastatingly real?”

Veronica: “So deep it would make the ocean jealous?”

Director: “Horny.”

Vivien: “Excuse me?”

Director: “Ya’r evil twins and ya’r always flirtin’! I know ya haive a history but I don’t think this is workin.”

Vivien: “What? I worked my ass off to be here! I earned this job, she is a snake that came in and stole my life! Like some sort of...evil clone! Damnit!”

Director: “See, Vivi, I love that enagy from ya. But ya can neva seem to chanel that at har!”

Vivien: “Ridiculous. Of course I can.”

Vivien: “How dare you try to take this from me. You have not worked a day in your life to become what I am and what I am is flawless, so you can look at me with those big, beautiful brown eyes and that...quivering pouty lip, but you won’t get me off, hot stuff, no ma’am. You can come at me hard with everything you’ve got and I’ll take it because I never step down from a challenge.”

Director: “...”

Director: “So you see the problem, then, right?”

Vivien: “Yup. That’s on me, I see it now.”

Director: “Loik, it’s not a big deal. We’ll just fiyah one of ya.”

Veronica: “Wait, what? I didn’t do anything! I’ve been completely professional!”

Director: “I literally had to crop every shot you were in to just ya face beecause ya chest was heavin so much.”

Vivien: “So...who are you going to fire?”

Director: “I haven’t decided yet. We have a couple episode til they have tah give the baby back, and one of ya will die and take the othas place. Who it is, remains to be seen. Now’s the time to impress me, ladies!”

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Vivien: “Okay guys, We are at a defcon 10, do you hear me, this is serious. We need a plan, I need a big publicity boost so I don’t let go from my show. Aristocrat showdown, all three of us, we’re gonna go to the Bailey party, cause a big scene, end up in all the tabloids!”

Pierce: “Guys- can you do this out in the hall? I’m not feeling very well and you’re talking, like, so loud.”

Chloe: “Damn, Pierce-y, are you ok?”

Vivien: “You look like a monster.”

Pierce: “Thanks, Vivi. You look great too. You’re wig is on backwards.”

Vivien: “It is? Shit. Did I fix it”

Chloe: “Ew, why do you still wear those? It’s bad enough that you named them all and hang them up on our wall like roadkill trophies.”

Vivien: “Leave Samantha, Veronica, and La Fontaine out of this!”

Chloe: “What happened to Esteban?”

Vivien: “Bad blowout...it’s a bitter situation.”

Pierce: “What happened to you two talking out in the hallway?

Chloe: “Why do you have to sabotage everything I do?”

Pierce: “I wish you two had never been born.”

Vivien: “This is the Bailey Party! We’ve been waiting for this all year! Why do you two all of a sudden not care?”

Chloe: “I’m just...not up for a huge party, Vivi. I’ve been feeling weird all week, and obviously Pierce isn’t up to it..”

Pierce: “What’s obvious about it, Chloe?”

Chloe: “You’ve been glowing and rolling on the floor all afternoon, Pierce, obviously you should see a doctor.”

Pierce: “That is so rude. Fine. I’ll go to the party with you, Vivi, no need to twist my arm.”

Chloe: “What?!”

Vivien: “Come on Chloe!”

Chloe: “No, I’m way too tired tonight. Have fun- Pierce, maybe like...write my phone number on your forehead in case you pass out and go to the hospital.”

Pierce: “I’ll put it on my wrist.”

Chloe: “Have fun you two.”

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Pierce: “So what exactly is the plan here?”

Vivien: “We’re going to go out, greet as many of our connections as we can-”

Pierce: “Do we...have that many connections?”

Vivien: “Duh. Everybody watches my show, they’ll recognize me. It’s on every single day. So, go in there, find all of the people we know, and convince them to go to our afterparty at the bluffs.”

Pierce: “All the way to the bluffs? Why?”

Vivien: “Because of the atmosphere! And I know that somebody else is throwing a party there tonight and it’ll all be set up and we can form a coup pretty easily.”

Pierce: “Why can’t we just stage a coup at this party.”

Vivien: “How dare you, Pierce. Would you try to take a party away from Jay Gatsby?”

Pierce: “Gatsby? I thought this was the Bailey party, who’s Gatsby?”

Vivien: “Remember? Leonardo Dicaprio.”

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Chloe: “Hmm...I mean...I’m probably not, like...hmmm….”

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Vivien: “Hey!”

DJ: “Vivien!?”

Vivien: “I knew you’d remember me! You Dj’d a party I was at a few weeks ago! I tend to stand out in the crowd!”

Dj Fliphop: “You definitely do.”

*Default ring tone*

Dj: “Oh, I should answer that.”

Vivien: “Who still has a ringtone these days. Just put it on vibrate.”

*bzzz*

Vivien: “Like that! My phone is on vibrate like a normal person!”

Pierce: “Uughh. Vivi, I wanna go home.”

Vivien: “We can’t! DJ Flip- that’s what I call him, because we’re friends- is coming back in just a second- he’s a fan!”

Pierce: Hmm...no. You know what- I do not think I’m alright.” *Thump*

Vivien: “Ahh!”

Dj: “Vivien? Ok, it’s gonna be fine, I’ll get Pierce out of here, you call the doctor.”

Pierce: “What….electric man...what do you want from me…?”

Vivien: “Thanks, we’re just gonna be outside.”

Vivien: “Hey, uh...how… did you know my brothers name, Flip?”

Dj: “Uh...becaauuuse...I’m a fan! I love you on the cute and the confident. And I love the Aristocrat story, y’know, classic tabloid stuff, heh.”

Vivien: “Right. I should call my sister.”

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Chloe: “...ok...ok…ok….I can do this. I can handle this. This is fine. This will be fine.”

*phone vibrates*

Chloe: “Hello? Vivi, where have you been I’ve been trying to call you all night!”

Vivien: “What? Oh, it was on vibrate I guess I just didn’t notice.”

“Unbelievable.”

Chloe: “Who was that? Was that a robot?”

Vivien: “Yes. It’s not important- Pierce is in the hospital, can you meet us here?”

Chloe: “Oh my god, is Pierce okay?”

Vivien: “I don’t know yet!”

Chloe: “Hi. What...are you doing here?”

Vivien: “DJ Fliphopi got Pierce out of there and gave me a ride. He won’t take off his helmet though, apparently he’s quite the fan.”

Chloe: “Can, um, can I talk to you, Vivi? Alone?”

Dj: “Yeah, I, uh...I’ll just be over here.”

Vivien: “What’s up?”

Chloe: “I think I’m pregnant.”

Vivien: “What? Holy shit.”

Chloe: “Yeah.”

Vivien: “Who’s the father?”

Chloe: “Uh.”

Vivien: “You don’t know?”

Chloe: “No!”

Vivien: “Okay, uh, one thing at a time, okay?”

Chloe: “Yeah...yeah.”

Doctor: “Excuse me, Aristocrats? You can go in now.”

Pierce: “Hey, guys…”

Vivien: “Okay, I gotta say...I didn’t see that one coming.”

Chloe: “Eh...I kinda did.”

Pierce: “I would’ve appreciated a warning.”

Vivien: “It’s...kinda cute.”

Pierce: “Sorta.”

Chloe: “Can I...hold them?”

Pierce: “Please, it’s so weird.”

Chloe: “Hey there, what’s your name?”

Pierce: “Oh god, I should name it, right?”

Vivien: “I mean, it’s your baby, Pierce.”

Pierce: “That seems like kind of a stretch.”

Vivien: “So do we just like...have this baby we’re gonna take care of now? I don’t think I can live in an apartment with two babies, you guys, there’s not enough rooms.”

Chloe: “Vivien!”

Pierce: “Wait two babies? There’s another one? Where did they put it?!”

Chloe: “No! I mean...kinda. I’m pretty sure I’m pregnant.”

Vivien: “RIght, sorry, I didn’t mean to spill the beans on your mama mia situation.’

Pierce: “So...can you take care of it, Chloe?”

Vivien: “Pierce!”

Pierce: “Unless...I mean...we could always...have a little gallery opening....show some other art and…”

Chloe: “Are you really thinking about putting your baby in an art show?”

Pierce: “I don’t know! I don’t really want a baby, I’m way too young for this.”

Vivien: “You’re like 35.”

Pierce: “I’m basically 22, okay?”

Chloe: “So what does that mean?”

Pierce: “I dunno...I could just like...drop it off at mom and dad’s house. They usually seem pretty on top of this stuff. ”

Chloe: “Oh. yeah.”

Vivien: “That sounds like a pretty good idea.”

Pierce: “Yeah, they seem lonely since we moved out.”

Chloe: “That’ll be fun for them. Like a present.”

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*ding dong*

Lucky: “Hey kids! I wasn’t expecting you today, come in!!”

Pierce: “Weeeelll...I have a present for you! Here!”

Lucky: “.......Who’s baby is this?”

Pierce: “Uhh…”

Chloe: “Maybe we should reevaluate...how important...knowing the parent of a baby...is.”

Vivien: “You wanna know who’s baby this is, Mom? It’s yours!”

Lucky: “Um, ok, I guess we can take care of this little cutie...do they have a name?”

Pierce: “Nope! We thought that you’d want to!”

Lucky: “Are they an alien? Hey cutie...Hello….Roswell.”

Chloe: “Alien baby? Ghost mom! It’s a perfect match!

Vivien: “We’re gonna take off, stuff to do, soap operas to film. Love you guys!!”

Chloe: “You three have fun together!”

Pierce: “You’re welcome! Byeeeee, love you! ”

Thanks for reading! This chapter could also be called “How can I keep that alien baby and still make Chloe the heir since she won the poll” I’m sure Pierce will come around and do the right thing lol. Funny story about that- I complained on the official ea forum that I hadn’t gotten an alien abduction in a really really long time, in the next update they increased the likelihood, Pierce immediately gets abducted and gets pregnant, and I have to figure out how to deal with it. I love it. Anyway, leave a comment if you liked it!

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who was the hardest character to design in ffak/any of your other work?

Hm, I think that depends for a lot of different reasons. Usually when a character is hard to design is because i’m over-thinking it, or haven’t thought about it enough. (like what i want or need this character for) or, trying to remake an older character and attempt to iron out the issues with the design while still keeping them relatively the same. (or merging two characters together into a new one.) I generally don’t like adjusting designs that much once i make them because characters will naturally change so much as I get used to drawing them. it just makes it feel less genuine or authentic somehow. i like my characters to explore how they want to without me imposing too many rules and regulations on them. I’ve been recently trying to design robots for my new comic setting, Replacer, which is pretty difficult b/c I never have spent time drawing robots before so its very new to me. and I don’t spend a lot of time drawing non-organic objects in the first place. Since robots rely on a lot of simple shapes, volume, and can move in different ways than muscles, it makes it difficult for me to naturally think in these new ways and break out of the habits of what I understand best. (aka, people bodies.) that and, it takes a lot of time to understand what kind of story you’re writing so you make a lot of random attempts to see what ends up working or not.In a similar manner, actually articulating/drawing out animal bodies is difficult for me as well as I’ve also not spent a lot of time drawing animals. I don’t have many characters who are animals and I generally don’t have a huge drive to learn animal anatomy lol. IM BAD AT ANIMALS!! IM A LAZY FUCK!! I have an odd relationship with my design sense. I both really enjoy my method for approaching how characters look because its always very organic and spontaneous.. but i also fall into similar patterns and feel fickle when it comes to adjusting them to make it more cosmetically appealing and polished. it also leads to strange choices like “rainbow pube skirts” which i just go with!! because why... not...? ..????????? ????????.......... ?????????OH that leads to something else, i also feel one of my other weaker areas are clothing. I think that might be why so many of my characters end up basically naked. I barely know how to dress myself in fashionable clothes so like when it comes to characters its like “Sure, lets give them all v-necks down past their belly buttons, haven’t done that before!” i just like simple shapes that are easy to draw again and again, but my ‘fashion vocab’ is honestly pretty weak and im pretty sure ive never actually looked at a real shoe before. Oh that being said this is probably why i love aeschylus’ design a lot. he is the acclimation of many traits i think are ridiculous about my art, morphed and cobbled into one character, and yet somehow by that combination he becomes incredibly appealing for me to draw and also one of my “best designed characters.” happy accidents! whee. i very much enjoy the weird, innocent yet deeply cruel sense of humor that comes with him. its like naive yet we’re all in on the joke too. is that why he’s so loveable?? hm............Wow how did i turn this ask about aeschylus. now i dont remember what i was thinking about. well whatever! Happy wormin’! Oh right, Helix is probably one of the more difficult ffak characters because I’m trying to resist making him look too cute. he’s like .. cute yet uncomfortable at the same time and meant to evoke some feelings from uhh frank the rabbit from donnie darko. i think thats what that character was called. anyway, it traumatized me as a child. helix still looks more normal than i would like him to, so I have a feeling he’s going to adjust a bit by the time that character gets to appear in the comic for realsies. his character is narratively a bit complicated as well. Laima was also kind of hard to decide on, mostly because I had a few different ideas for her looks before actually drawing her out. but I ended up quite happy with her finished look, even if she takes a while to draw. Ok im done for real now. spins and vanishes into a mysterious mist

#ffak faq #ffak #feast for a king #lori-blogstuff

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4-18~

That is so many that is 12 questions ok

4. Are you easy to get along with?

I think so. This seems like a weird question cause I can’t talk for how other ppl see me, but really I do think I’m easy going and can get along with most people fairly easily. I’m friends with p much everyone in my new class and ppl say they think I’m friendly and chatty so I think thats my proof lol

I haven’t really ever had a falling out with anyone other than ppl who are homophobes or something.

5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you?

Yeah :3 She would. Well she wouldn’t because it would cost her like a bazillion dollars to jump on a plane and fly across the world but she would cause she is lovely, kind and would probably talk me out of anything silly from tumblr messenger lol

6. What kind of people are you attracted to?

Women. Women who are kind, beautiful, strong and skilled. I’d say mostly butch women but that’s only like a 60/40 split tbh X3 Women who know things or who are strong and confident, or who can do amazing things I admire. Ppl who like laughing and don’t mind being silly.

7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now?

Probably not. I feel v far removed from the relationship game, like it’s a secret bonus level I never worked out how to get to. I don’t think many people see me as being very attractive anyway? Not in looks way specifically just in a .. something about me doesn’t set off the ‘dateable person’ alarm in their brain. Idk. I’ve been told that before.

Also I like someone far away and I am happy with that.

8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind?

Ummm idk no one? a fictional boy being cute with my fictional boy?

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable?

Nah

10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with?

You kinda? @sweetvanilla1atte maybe but I wasn’t really in a clear mindframe so I prob didn’t do well. ppl on other blogs who reblog my detrans/reidentification stuff.

11. What does the most recent text that you sent say?

Hey maureen these are some pics of my cake! It was really big theres still half left

(I made a cake for my mums bday and a co-worker wanted to see pics of it)

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now?

Drive Thru - Weird Al Yankovic

Concious - The Broods

Heartlines - The Broods

This is where I belong - Bryan Adamns

Exile Vilify - The National

These aren’t really my fav songs but they are the ones I’ve been listening to most on my ipod this week lol Weird Al why have u suddenly been in my head after all these years?

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair?

Yes :3 I have a friend at work who thinks my hair is soft and scratches my head with her long fingernails and it feels really good haha i know thats weird but it feel like a cat. Its good. I see why cat’s like it.

14. Do you believe in luck and miracles?

For realsies no but sometimes for fun

15. What good thing happened this summer?

Last summer was bad because by kitten died. Tui was a tiny little panther who smelled like old popcorn and would throw herself down dramatically on your bed to force you to pat her. She loved it. I miss her.

A good thing was getting into the course I wanted to. Now I’m training to be a Vet Nurse and its amazing and I love it. I didn’t know life could make you happy like this before.

16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

I am kissing no-one again right at this very moment!! scandaloussss~

17. Do you think there is life on other planets?

Yeah. Statistically it’s p much impossible for there not to be. I wish we could find one already tho cause I wanna see how it’s DNA and genes work. Would it even have DNA??? aah so interesting. Come on and bring some microbes home NASA!

18. Do you still talk to your first crush?

Nah. I didn’t realise I had a crush on her at the time because I was still brainwashed into thinking I liked men not women. I don’t know where she went after high school. She was cool tho. I hope she’s doing well.

There you go I did them all. Learned some things about me. btw I agree with u on favourites being super super hard I can p much never ever decide on a favourite anything. im glad i didn’t get many of those questions woops

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dorothydelgadillo · 5 years

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Why Marketers Should Care About James Patterson's Facebook Messenger-Only Novel

Generally speaking, I'm not really a fan of Facebook Messenger.

Call me a fuddy-duddy, but I've never quite forgiven our social networking overlord for requiring I have yet another app on my phone dedicated exclusively to Facebook. I will also never understand those friends and family members who insist on only contacting me through the messaging platform.

(Spare everyone from the drama -- if I don't respond on Facebook, call me like a sane person, instead of assuming I hate you.)

But then the news broke this week that James Patterson -- best-selling author and the 1990s book-to-movie powerhouse who transformed Matthew McConaughey from a deodorant-optional bongo player into a courageous young lawyer in Mississippi -- had decided to publish his new novel, The Chef, exclusively on the Facebook Messenger platform.

Patterson says the publishing industry's lack of innovation in the modern era moved him to experiment with creating the social media-based immersive experience.

“If Ulysses came out now, online, there would be like four readers, and they’d all say, ‘This sucks,’ and that'd be the end of Ulysses,” he said in an interview with Newsweek.

Strangely enough, for a story I considered an easily forgettable publicity stunt at first -- especially in the context of marketing -- Patterson's move opens up a larger discussion about the way brands and marketers can chart a similar digital path to reach consumers.

But First, What Does This Social Media Novel Look Like?

I'm going to be honest, it took me awhile to find it.

Even though I'm sure there are some obvious directions I missed, I didn't know what I was supposed to do. But eventually, after locating the Facebook Messenger app on the third page of a folder on my iPhone -- banished like an unruly child in timeout -- and searching for James Patterson like he was a contact, I stumbled upon The Chef.

Here's a quick video of me test-driving this experience on my phone this morning:

I haven't spent a ton of time with it, and I'm not 100 percent sure how far down the rabbit hole I will go. (I need an evening or so to fully evaluate the viability of something like this -- I fear change and have a tendency to declare something awful before I've even given it a chance, so... we'll see how it goes.)

That said, the overall idea here is very intriguing. And Patterson's move has reminded me how much I do enjoy immersive digital experiences like this.

The Power of Immersive Digital Social Experiences

There's an iPhone app called Shine that I'm marginally obsessed with. (FYI, it's not available for Android yet.)

Image courtesy of SheerLuxe, because I am lazy.

It's a self-care app that sends you daily affirmations, and you check-in each morning by answering the same two questions -- what are you grateful for today, and what are you going to do to make yourself feel good today?

Unlike the Patterson novel, Shine operates through its own independent application, instead of being funneled through a pre-existing social network.

But like the Patterson novel, it mimics an online messaging conversation you might experience through Facebook or text -- complete with multimedia like gifs, video, links, and audio -- so it is comforting through familiarity. It also requires active participation on my part to move the action forward.

Again, while I'm not sure how much I will enjoy this new frontier of reading a book, I can tell you that with Shine my practice of gratitude has never been more consistent.

(I'm definitely that person that spent $25+ on that Five Minute Journal everyone raved about for a hot minute, only to give up on it three days later. But with Shine, I'm closing in on 30 straight days of my gratitude practice, with no signs of slowing down.)

Why This New Approach Works for Brands

Granted, how well an app or digital experience like Shine or The Chef works comes down to how well researched and executed the underlying strategy is. Flashy technology is no substitute for actual substance, in the marketing world.

That said, my totally subjective opinion is that, when a brand nails this digital experience approach, it's incredibly addictive.

There are three benefits of this medium to thank for that:

First, as I mentioned, it's familiar. Even though the brand or the book may be new to me or other users, the fact that I intuitively understand the interface they're either using directly (or trying to emulate) makes it easy for me to teach myself how to interact with what's in front of me. Very little thinking is required to get me going.

Second, it feels personal. Intellectually, I understand that both The Chef and the Shine "texts" I interact with are programmed by people in advance and experienced by millions of other people in the exact same way. But it still feels like I have this one-to-one very human connection whenever I am talking to the robot in my hand. In the case of Shine, this feeling of having a mysterious digital friend telling me, "You go girl!" every single day shortened the runway significantly for me to go from casual user to rampant brand evangelist.

Third, that brand is now top-of-mind at least once a day. While The Chef has a limited shelf-life -- and who knows how long it might be until another similar digital literary experiment hits the internet -- it's now something that I look forward to playing with when I have more time after work today. And with Shine, the team there has scored a big win, because once a day, they have my full attention.

Of Course, I Still Have a Few Reservations

Here are my three primary concerns and/or grievances, in no particular order:

Out of side, out of mind? A physical book on my nightstand is a tangible, in-my-face reminder that I'm not reading something I said I would. In the digital world -- where everything on my phone is flashing, every website is trying to grab my attention, and my social network notifications sometimes go out of control -- I could see myself easily forgetting to keep up with an immersive digital book or app. In my mind, you're either completely memorable and winning at this medium, or you're collecting pixel dust in the corner.

Marketers ruin everything. Whenever something new and shiny shows up at the intersection of marketing and digital, we have a tendency to beat to death with a hammer. Use of this medium only works when it's done well and with purpose. I could see some poor brand spend lots of money dreaming up something like this, because they're trying to keep up with the Marketing Joneses across the street, but it all fails because of poor planning or a lack of understanding that it might not be the right fit for them or their audience. So, they wasted all of those resources on another pointless app or experience no one asked for.

Notifications make me feel guilty, and then I ignore you. Kind of like that promise you made to yourself on January 1 that you were totally, absolutely, 100%, for realsies going to start hitting the gym before 7 a.m. three times a week, it's easy to fall out of the habit of engaging and interacting with these digital attention-seeking apps and experiences. And when I do, I dread seeing the reminder notifications of, "Hey, haven't seen you in awhile." Suddenly, my reflexive feelings toward that brand are negative. Even though it's my fault that I'm a slacker, and the brand did nothing wrong, they still pay the price, because I'm not about to take any sort of responsibility with this.

"OK, What's the Bottom Line?"

Unlike getting started with video, you can't exactly get out there and start experimenting on the fly with this new digital marketing opportunity without some budget, development expertise, and a healthy dose of planning.

However, there is a considerable opportunity here for the right brand or individual -- whether you're transforming an every day experience like reading a story, or creating an immersive solution where historically people have struggled with low engagement or sticking with a new habit.

Again, you can't cut corners when it comes to strategy, and your brand will only succeed if you're solving an actual problem for an audience that is glued to the digital computer in their pocket. But I'm still excited to see who else gets it right next.

from Web Developers World https://www.impactbnd.com/blog/james-patterson-the-chef-facebook-messenger-book

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