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linnaealyn · 6 months

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Old mod page, abandoned 3/2/24; New mod page @ Godsibb

Finally, after 2 years of work, it is complete. -But still being updated.

There's a Japanese version of the mod now!

今は日本語版のMODがある！

This is a mod for Xenogears using Retroarch's Beetle PSX HW core real-time texture replacement feature. (It requires the Vulkan driver, so make sure your graphics card supports that.) (Duckstation doesn't have a similar option, unfortunately.)

It replaces every single character dialogue portrait, menu portrait, & (almost every) battle portrait (looking at you, Yggdra officer Gear pilots) with high quality, cleaned up artwork, as well as recreated high quality UI while keeping it as close to the original game as possible.

And best thing about it is, if there's anything you don't like about it, like certain aspects of the UI, you can locate and delete that file from the folder. Everything is optional. (if you have any questions as to what's what, drop them into my dms)

Current version: 1.4

現在の日本語版: 1.4

(More screenshots below download info and UI changes.)

Being a real-time texture replacer, it should work with any English version of XG, both base-game and modded/patched. Any fan-translated patch using the US version as a base should display correctly.

There's a separate version for the Japanese version of the game. May need some editing still with other characters' UI ("Ether"/"Spells"/"Arcane"/etc) but for the most part its good to go in terms of battle UI. Let me know if you find any errors.

(I've been using it with the Perfect Works Build mod. Highly recommended!)

(Note!!: If you use PWB mod, don't use its "readjusted portraits" patch when patching your rom, as that patch interferes with this mod's portraits texture replacing.)

(It works on Steam Deck... but don't ask me for details in setting that up in particular, I don't own one 😅)

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Download/ダウンロード

I recommend reading the instructions txt files I included in the DL.

This includes information such as how to set up .cue and .m3u files, swapping discs, renaming the texture folder, Retroarch settings and Beetle PSX HW Core settings to get the mod working, settings suggestions for making a cleaner looking and faster playing XG (YMMV), and settings to fix certain emulation issues Ive come across (freezing on fast-forward, crackling audio during 3D/effects-heavy cutscenes/gameplay, blank screen during Rico flashback, etc).

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-Changes made to the UI include:

Menu UI:

selection triangle, Walk/Gear icons

menu portraits

▲ ■ ● ✖ button DeathBlow menu icons

ABXY button DeathBlow menu icon- alternate textures

Battle UI and on-foot specific battle UI:

Circular battle palette and tags behind text

Battle palette text, "Combo", "Return", "Enter", "Miss", "EP", & HP/DMG/heal/AP numbers

HP/AP bars

"Time", "fuel", "total damage", AP numbers, "1/2/3 point(s)", "cancel end"

battle portraits

▲ ■ ● ✖ button DeathBlow icons

ABXY button Deathblow icons- alternate textures

Bottom screen mid-DeathBlow ▲ ■ ✖ icons (unfortunately, there's no way to change the other mid-DB quadruple-button icons)

Combo 1-7 and Accept icons

In-Gear specific battle UI:

"fuel" and fuel numbers

"Fuel" (when using boost)

fuel bars (top and left)

All Gear status menus' green text/numbers

Attack level numbers and ∞

Gear menu backgrounds

Gear "power shut down", "camera damaged", "out of fuel", etc, statuses

background UI elements, runes, triple red triangles, Gear lock-on UI (unfortunately, there's no way to change the circular part of this UI)

Misc UI changes:

Red/grey spheres (in the menu and loading screen)

All instances of selection diamonds, both horizontal and vertical

Load/save screen "CARD 1"/"2" text, memory card icon, load/save bar/text

Disc 1 and 2 maps (with alternate color versions; makes the enterable area indicators harder to see though)

NESW compass letters (unfortunately, there's no way to change the circular compass texture)

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-Screenshots (before & after and alts):

And Japanese version's (日本語版) UI:

⬇!!Spoilers in images further down!!⬇

I won't be showing all portraits here; only the ones worth mentioning.

Portraits created for the mod that have no artwork equivalent:

Portraits to match their sprites vs official unedited artwork:

(default on left, alt on right)

Roni/Medena/Erich edited sprite equivalent vs their official PW art

Citan edited unsmiling (dialogue-only) sprite equivalent vs official smiling art)

Krelian(s) edited sprite equivalent vs official art

Portrait alts created for fun:

Both sides of scar-eyed Bart

Two-eyed Bart

Kim lab coat with glasses

Fei-colored Id

Fei-colored Id with Id's yellow eyes

Fei-colored young & older Emeralda

(might add to this list later. have any suggestions? fun ideas? lmk. It doesn't have to be canon-compliant.)

Screenshots of alt portraits in-use:

I'll continue to update this and subsequently reblog it as new versions are released.

With any new updates, just DL and replace/overwrite the old folder.

In-progress tumblr post of the past as a bit of a time capsule for myself 😄

#Xenogears #Xenogears modding #Playstation modding #modding #texture pack #Playstation classic #my mods #Xenogears texture pack; PAW #long post #image heavy #Last edited: Feb-19-24

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nsfwmaemi · 1 year

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PC Bang (ft. LE SSERAFIM Sakura)

Genre: smut, sakura x m!reader WC: 516 A/N: Totally original idea. Definitely something I haven't done before. Kkura cutie

Mouse clicks, keyboard clacks, and the occasional angry screaming. The classic PC bang. From the struggling college student to the most degenerate of gamers, there is a flood of heads staring at screens as soon as you enter. The place is full, however. There is only one PC available, so how can the two of you share only one PC?

Sakura queues up and locks in a champion. Meanwhile, you’re busy unwrapping your snack. You unzip her pants and drag them down to her legs, leaving her underwear on. You push aside her panties to expose her pussy. Give it a lick to dampen it a bit. She flinches but continues to focus on her game. Maybe a few more licks to get her excited. Now she’s a lot more wet.

Insert a finger into her. She screams, “AH!” But to hide what you’re doing, she follows it with an “I died!” She hits you lightly on your head, but you keep going. You push a finger in and out, increasing the pace of every thrust, then add another finger. Her legs start wobbling and her body weakens as she grabs your hair tightly. She loses focus of the game and remains AFK in base while she is in a trance until she reaches her climax.

You pull out both of your fingers to see her pussy dripping her essence, the same juices that cover your fingers. She breathes heavily as she returns to her game, but she is too late. The defeat screen appears on her monitor shortly after, and she is not happy.

Sakura now waits under the table while you’re queuing up for TFT. Your pants are already on the floor, your member exposed in front of Sakura’s face, but she’s not doing anything with it, not right now at least.

The game goes on. You survive long enough to guarantee a top 4 finish. You feel her hand wrap around your cock loosely. She begins stroking it, although painfully slowly. You try to keep your focus on the task ahead. It’s a close lobby with everyone at basically 2 HP. You win out your fight, eliminating one player and securing top 3. She replaces her hand with her lips, sucking you off at the same slow pace. It is more distracting, but you manage to keep your focus.

Another player is eliminated. She picks up the pace. She does everything in her power to distract you, adding a hand as she sucks you off, fondling your balls, audibly gags that the person next to you might hear it. The fight is close. You have optimized your board to the best of your knowledge, but it is not enough. You lose the last fight, getting only second place.

She has not stopped, however, as you fully relax and turn your attention to her. Your climax quickly approaches and she knows it, which is why she pulls out. Your pathetic cock twitching in the air, unable to cum. This frustrates you, even though you knew it was coming. If only you had gotten first.

#kpop smut #le sserafim smut #le sserafim sakura smut #sakura smut #miyawaki sakura smut

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knipiko · 9 months

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Strung from reality

IN WHICH . . . you bought the new CAPCOM remake of Resident Evil 4 . . . only to lead to the unexpected, how will you treat your new infected house guest?

Las plagas infected!Self Aware!Leon Kennedy x reader

a multiple part series of an Leon Kennedy x reader

TW: Implied sexual content, but no smut, Leons fucking coocoo banana rambas, someone lock this man up, implied AFAB reader later on, smut in future chapters, not proof read, knife mention, leons a fucking cereal goblin

A/N: THIS IS NOT PROOF READ! Im a self teaching writer so do not expect this fic to be the most graciously crafted fanfic ever like some writers make (cough cough lipglossanon, luv your work :3)

MINORS DNI FOR FUTURE SMUT CHAPTERS!

You finally purchased the PS5 you had been saving up for, primarily so you could play the Resident Evil 4 Remake video game. A few years ago, you just discovered the series and were eager to play the remake of one of your favorite games.

Setting it up was the hard part, so many wires and instructions to the TV to your console all confused you. You hated living alone because you couldn't ask someone else for help but hey, at least you can gawk at Leons arms in peace, right? As you finish setting it up you sigh in relief. Turning it on and downloading the game as you went off and cleaned your home in peace, it was a two story house with some spacing. You didn't need all of that room just for yourself. But you wanted to treat yourself when you had the money to move out of that small apartment downtown, it made you almost claustrophobic.

After it finished downloading you jumped up from where you laid on the couch, sitting down and grabbing the console before you looked at the TV, opening the game and selecting a gamemode. ‘Hardcore sounds fun..’ You smirked as you pressed on it, watching as the screen faded to black and then to a cutscene.

After the entire startup to the game ends you walk around, getting to the village as you start shooting and running around. Trying to escape the Salvador NPC chasing after you, struggling to press the button to shoot at it to lessen its HP. Your controller malfunctions and causes you to no longer be able to walk, the Salvador NPC comes towards you and a cutscene displays of Leons death with the same chainsaw the NPC was wielded with. You curse under your breath,”Son of a bitch!” After you press the button to replay again you mumble to yourself,”Sorry Leon..” before moving again. “Let it go.” Leon chuckled, making you confused– did he just talk to you? Or is that just coincidence?.. (or some shitty Frozen reference..) “That's a weird voice line..” You tried to brush it off, chuckling nervously as you continued to play.

You got to the point of the underground mining areas of the island, yawning as you set the controller down and popped your back, bending your torso side to side, rolling your shoulders in circles,”Food sounds good right now..” You sat up, your knees cracking with you as you went to grab a snack before you went back to the game. Grabbing a small packet of fruit gummies before sitting back on the floor and picking the controller up, admiring Leon's graphics as you smiled to yourself,”He looks good in the remake.” You took a few handfuls of the small fruit snacks as you stared at his figure.

“You think so?”

You jumped up, your back straightening as you let out a sharp inhale. Staring at the TV screen as you rubbed your eyes before looking back at the screen,”Thats fucking crazy..” You backed up from the TV, shocked at what just happened. Was this some new update where he talks to you? What the fuck is happening? Leons character starts moving on its own, walking around as your camera follows him. Your hands reached for the controller, fumbling it in your hands as you tried to stop his movements. Totally stunned as you watched him hit barrels and interact with the digital world on his own,”Woah– What the fuck is happening!?--” You hit your controller and Leon suddenly stopped. Is this some kind of prank? You opened your mouth to speak slowly,”Hello?..” You felt like an idiot for thinking this may work.

“Hey.” Leon says nonchalantly, looking up towards the screen as he smirks. You stood up, hands on your head as you started to pace around your living room,”This is a fucking joke, some prank the seller who gave this to me is doing..” You heard Leon talk,”That's rude.” He laughed, he fucking laughed! You stopped in your tracks, watching as he was now tilting his head as he looked at you,”Sorry, It's just I never had a fictional, programmed, character speak to me before.” You said sarcastically as you tried to control your breathing. What the hell is going on?...

Leon adjusted his posture as he chuckled,”Ah. Well, makes more sense. Thanks Einstein for finding that out.” You sighed, still on edge about the whole situation. I mean, a talking, supposed programmed character that was supposed to just say corny one liners and shoot NPCs is speaking to YOU. Everything that happened in a span of just a few hours made your whole world seem unreal, like a dream. You pinched the bridge of your nose,”Im.. I'm going to bed, i'll solve this tomorrow..” You sighed, looking at Leon one last time before shoving your controller in a random cubby in your TV stand and running to feel the soft sheets below your fingertips.

What the fuck just happened?

Was your last thought before you succumbed into a peaceful sleep. Hours later you were awoken to a loud CRASH! In your home, quickly sitting up to look around your dimly lit room. The rising sun was the only thing illuminating the entire way to the door, quickly snapping out of the frozen shock you reach for inside your nightstand. Grabbing a pocket knife, slowly inching your way to the downstairs of your home. Assuming that's where the crash was located. Grabbing the edge of the wall, you peek around the corner to your living room, immediately noticing your TV screen was broken. Glass shards all over the floor below the now busted TV, whoever broke into your home was a real piece of shit.

Taking the knife out of the built in container you grip it with just enough force so your shaking hands won't drop it, slowly but quietly making your way throughout the house. Footsteps from behind startle you as you jump, trying to turn to see the culprit. Only leading to your eyes to be covered and a hand against the one gripping the knife, you're in shock from how quick this all took place. But before you could say anything you hear a voice that's all too familiar,”Its just me.” You flinched at his hot breath against your ear,”Leon?..” You asked.

Confusion replaces your fear as you managed to escape from his hands, turning around to see it was Leon . . . Your eyes widen,”How are you?-” You trace a circle around his body in the air, trying to find the right words,”Here? In your home?” He seems all too giddy about this situation,”Yeah, Uh..” You put the pocket knife in your sweatpants pocket, staring at him. His body now covered in those black veins like you saw during the playthroughs. Leon snickers,”I honestly don't know, but I'm glad I'm out of it.” I praise lord saddler for he has sent me to this world to rid it of its sins..

You pointed at him before pointing in the kitchen,”You hungry? Or do you like . . . not eat?” Leon just shrugs, this whole situation has gone so quickly to the point you don't know how to react, do you scream? Cry? Cheer? You chalked up to what you need to do is just treat him like a house guest at least, it's the best thing you could do right now. Leon bit his bottom lip, walking into your kitchen,”I'm used to eating raw eggs and snakes, so I atleast want to try.” I want to eat you. He jokes, following him as you get him something simple. Cereal, placing the bowl on the counter next to him before clasping your hands together,”How is this going to work? Like, are we going to pretend you were never in a video game? Are you going to get a job or?..” Leon shrugs,”There's no record of my existence, popping out of a video game doesn’t include what you need to even work at a fast food joint.” You sigh, watching him eat as you grab a broom and dustpan,”What’chu doing?” He says with a mouthful of cereal.

You started sweeping up the glass,”Cleaning the shitty mess you made.” Leon finishes up surprisingly quick before grabbing your hands into a still,”Its my mess, ill clean it.” You shrug, nestleing down on the couch. You were not going to complain for a free cleaning service,”I guess no more movies . . . ” Sighing as you watch Leon dump the glass into a trashcan, setting the broom and dustpan down he sits down beside you.

Tomorrow you have to get another TV…

#leon kennedy x reader #self aware leon kennedy is so babygirl #leon kennedy x you #leon kennedy x y/n #self aware resident evil #i love leon kennedy #leon wants pussy BAD #oh nah lord saddler got his ass

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onyourhyuck · 2 years

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[ 3:00 AM ]

prologue- “How about you sit and look pretty for me instead.” + “Maybe…support me underneath and i might win.”

tw- gamer hyuck! x bored girlfriend y/n. established relationship. fluff. suggestive (extremely suggestive). Ahem y/n is terrible at gaming 🥲

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You never felt so bored in your life. Usually you’d have something entertaining you, wether that would be your phone, watching kdramas alone or simply having someone next to you to chat with.

Now you don’t have any of those. Your body feels so active and in need to burn energy. Your brain was running a whole ted talk to yourself because you really had no one to speak with currently.

Thing is you could have someone to speak with, if he wasn’t so damn busy playing overwatch.

Your boyfriend Haechan is a gamer, there was no denying that his hobby was games. His love for games was pulsing high and the passion to win drove him crazy. he was naturally competitive, so playing such high risk games was perfect for him and his mischievous sly demure. He heard you whine, calling him for about the hundredth time in over an hour.

But he would rather focus on the intense battle happening right on the front screen, as if it was brainwashing him to never look away despite the fact that you were a literal magnet to pull him away from anything and fully turn his attention to you.

“Hyuck please I’m so bored, at least let me join your game so I can play with you.”

You slur hanging your head over your shared bed’s edge, rolling from the left to the right in driving motion. haechan pulls down his headphone sets, swirling his head to look at you laying on your stomach with your head lifting to stare back.

“You can’t join the game, y/n.” He puts back on the headphone sets with the game noises running through very muffle, the boy simply goes back to playing. You groan loudly.

“Why can’t i play with you?” You would ask again, standing up. You slowly approach your boyfriend’s chair from behind and wrap arms round him where your head is lurking behind his soft locks. Your nostrils start to flare, inhaling his scent, shampoo he uses on his beautiful dyed hair.

it was probably one of your favourite scents that you wish you could smell forever. You’d wish this was the smell of the oxygen you breathe in. He was your oxygen intake.

“Don’t you remember what happened the last time i let you play on my team?” he softly trails warningly as his eyes never left the pc screen. you murmur softly into his neck. “No…”

little did you know you were very much aware of what you did. But in your defence, it wasn’t your fault! He lightly scoffs.

“You killed me thinking I was the enemy y/n…with a grenade.”

You shiver in embarrassment as you whine again, replaying flashbacks of the moment that happened not too long ago. You joined the boys in another game and your boyfriend promised to teach you how to use ever weapon and defend yourself, but when he was teaching you, you happened to be distracted with a green icon that was the grenade leading hyuck to his death doom.

And ever since then he vows to never let you play with games that at least involve fighting and grenades. He was caught by surprise too and he was obviously a bit upset, in the end you did make him lose the important HP levels he was close to levelling up a grade of his avatar.

Moreover, the dreamies teased haechan because of his reaction. it was quite funny, hearing him go suddenly really silent and blinking in the camera. Watching all the stages of grief.

“But- i, okay personally that was my first time playing that game.”

“That hurt my feelings though. So no, you cannot play with me. Plus I already have my teammates baby.” Hyuck shot. He felt you move away from his body as you crawl and sit on his lap where he sat on the comfortable gaming chair with red and black colour scheme, perfectly matching with his hair. He didn’t react much, but you felt a slight stiff air in his chest when he felt you curl on his lap and rest your beautiful endearing face on his chest.

You were like a prying predator watching him like he was your dinner. In all honesty you don’t need much attention, as long as he’s close to you. Haechan doesn’t need to be speaking to you, touching you, he wouldn’t even need to be a massive attentive seeker for you. You felt entertained and much better on his lap sitting there doing nothing but just…

Watching him. As if he was the most interesting, fascinating and extraordinary thing you ever laid your eyes.

He flashes you a gentle smile finally acknowledging your presence as he may have realised he was a bit harsh earlier, though that was because you distracted him. But he can’t blame you for his little mean words. Your boyfriend wraps arms around you, embracing you as he kisses your forehead.

“Hmm I’m sorry. Jeno and Jaemin took your place in the game already. But how about you sit and look pretty for me instead?”

“I reckon this is so much better than being on my team.”

your ears perk at the rasp deep voice. Usually this was the voice only he would use around you, his natural speaking voice where he doesn’t need to put up a front image for other people. Sometimes the other dreamies would hear it, but mostly, it was just you.

You hum against the sweet lingering forehead kiss, whispering. “Shouldn’t i at least support you in some way that you win the game?”

In many ways you still want to partake in his hobby to maybe even bond with him a little more. Your boyfriend lightly smirks watching down at you, he leans closer hovering over your lips as his thumb brushed past the chin lifting you to face him. You were so helplessly under his sly fox charm.

He feels your lips seal tight, eyeing him up and down until they lay on his heartshape lips. You knew he was having an idea strike him faster than lightning ever could, in his eyes there was a dangerous spark of fire burning in it, watching you as he was going to reveal his perfect definition of what you could do to help.

“Maybe…support me underneath and i might win.”

He leans closer bringing a loving kiss, feeling the way your smile forms in the kiss. He breaks apart quick, when his two friends speaking through the headphone sets; jeno and jaemin, unmute to bring haechan back to start the next round game.

But before he unmutes himself to get back on the gaming grind. He needs a little boost from you. If you know what I mean…

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@onyourhyuck please refer from translating, copyrighting and plagiarising my work thank youu <3 reblog this fic and follow me for more updates bc it helps a girl out a ton!

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howlingday · 10 months

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The Life of the Party

Ruby hated it here. Everybody was getting drunk, being loud, dancing, and talking to each other. She wanted to stay in her room, but Yang lured her out and locked her out of her room. Now, here she was, trapped in the middle of a party, surrounded by her mortal enemy: social interaction.

A lot of- Or maybe all of these people were older kids. People who were out to unwind from their stressful part-time jobs, meet up with old friends, hang with friends of friends, or just straight up make out with each other in the corner somewhere. Everything that made Ruby uncomfortable was here, save for full-on nudity. Although, that one guy with the monkey tail was really close.

She tried to talk with people. Really! She did! But the things she liked were worlds beyond what they understood. She was talking about how she was enjoying an online team raid in her favorite MOBA, and her response was a lackluster JRPG that had the worst dialogue ever. Eventually, she became so awkward that the other person had to excuse herself.

She just wasn't a people person.

Ruby made her way to an empty seat on couch, between a guy who was sweet-talking a girl on the chair next to him, and another guy scrolling on his phone. He must have been as bored as she was. She considered talking to him, but she decided instead to relax her own way.

See, Yang didn't plan for everything with Ruby. She may have locked her out of her room. She may have moved the rickety ladder outside so she couldn't climb back into her window. She may have even hid the keys in her bra. The last one wasn't usually a deterrent, but there were already too many people for her to try embarrassing herself. But there was one thing Yang didn't take.

Ruby reached into her hoodie and pulled out her Inferno Red GameBoy SP, and clicked the power switch. With a BLING! she smiled. Stars glittered across the screen as she pressed the A button. She'd been through the intro enough times already, and she wanted to escape so quickly. Still, the music played in her head as she let the spotlights center on her truest best friend.

'Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da!' She hummed in her head. The anthem to her whole childhood. 'Da-da-da-da! Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da! Boh-boh-boh-bah! Boh-bah-da-da-da...'

With another press, and she was back in her story of Pokémon FireRed. She was Ruby, Pokémon Trainer with her trusty CresRose Charizard and whole team of super-cool Pokémon! She was on the cusp of greatness, ready to take on the Indigo Plateau! Again for the third time... But still!

She skipped through the dialogue again and got back to where she was, right outside the Elite Four. She checked her Bag, which was filled with plenty of Full Restores, Full Heals, and Revives. Exiting, she moved to her team in Pokémon. Cressant was Lvl. 65 and at full health, ready with his assortment of moves, like Dragon Rage, Flamethrower, Strength, and Mega Punch! Then moved to the rest of her team, checking their HP, moves, and levels. She moved them around to ready herself and her team for the Elite Four.

She had Ember, her Flareon, with Dig, Smog, Fire Spin, and Flamethrower, and Sparky, her Raichu with Thunder, Flash, Agility, and Rain Dance. Mimi, her Fearow, was ready with Drill Peck, Mirror Move, Pursuit, and Fly, and so was Queeny, her Nidoqueen with Crunch, Toxic, Surf, and Earthquake. And then there was Sleepy, her Snorlax, with Rest, Rollout, Hyper Beam, and Psychic. She was proud of herself for that last surprise.

Steeling herself, she saved the game, and entered the doors.

Fire up was Lorelei, which meant she used Ice-Types. In her first run, she used Charizard like an idiot. She was a naive girl then, but she was a hardened veteran now. Instead, she sent out Sleepy, crushing Dewgong with Rollout. However, Slowbro was sent next, putting Ruby in a difficult neutral stalemate, since Psychic wouldn't do much, and Rest and Hyper Beam would leave her open. She grit her teeth and dug in, hoping Rollout would pick up enough to knock Slowbro out. Each turn was agonizing, with both sides engaging in the war of attrition. Finally, her persistence won out, but still left her would a Snorlax in the red going against a Cloyster.

It was time to switch tactics, and Pokémon. She swapped Sleepy for Sparky. On the swap, Ruby wasted no time and went straight for a Thunder, getting a critical hit on the first shot! This led to the next issue, Jynx, which meant she was back in her neutral stalemate. Unfortunately, this didn't last long as Jynx Psychic was also a critical. Ruby shook a bit at this, then breathed.

Okay, Sparky was out. Good news, though, was Jynx wasn't a Water-Type. This meant she was easy pickings for Cressant with a Flamethrower! Now it was down to the main event; the best of each team duking it out. She needed a strong move from the get out. Mega Punch and Strength were both good options, but the Flamethrower would be weak against Lapras' Water-Type. She would have to hope for a critical against-

"I wouldn't do that."

Ruby froze. Immersion broken. She looked to her side and saw the phone guy looking at her screen. How long was he watching her?!

"Wh-What?"

"Don't use physical attacks. Charizard is better with Specials."

"But Lapras is a Water-Type."

"And an Ice-Type." He said, pointing his fingers at each other. "They cancel each other out."

"Huh." Ruby blinked, looking to her screen.

"Plus, since Charizard is a Fire-Type, the attack will get bonus damage, too."

"Oh, right." She made her decision.

She imagined the battle was fierce, her mighty Cressant hovering over the terrible Lapras. A torrent of flames spewed into the Lapras, inflicting Burn. Lapras fired back with a Hydro Pump, and it hits! Cressant is down to the red, but it's not over! Flamethrower! Yes! Victory!

"Yes!"

"Nice work." Phone guy smiled.

"Thanks," she replied, "uh... phone guy?"

"That's a new one." He chuckled. "I like it. The name's Jaune."

"Ruby." She smiled. Genuinely smiled. "Nice to meet you."

"YO, ARE YOU PLAYING POKÉMON?!"

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Yang was vibin' on the back porch, hanging out with her friends from school. It's been a while since she said something like that. Friends from school. College may have been different, but not too much in this aspect.

Still, she was a bit worried. Ruby'd become a lot more... recluse since summer started. A lot of her friends left her behind when they graduated. Maybe it was a bit cruel to force her to socialize, but the girl needed it. Next thing you know, she's coming back to her senior year as a pale-faced goblin creature.

"Yang?"

"Huh?" Weiss stared at her, one brow raised. "Sorry, sorry. What were you sayin'?"

"I were sayin'," Weiss mocked, "you've been out of it since the party started. You're usually in everyone's business, meeting people, telling crappy jokes, and maybe even slipping some tongue. But all you've done for the past hour is sit there, drinking soda, and having that same sad look on your face."

"Yeah, sorry." She scratched her head. "Just a lot on my mind."

"What, because of Pyrrha?"

"Nah, she's got her own issues." Yang waved off, not at all concerned about her rival maybe, possibly having a crush on her. "What I'm worried about is Ruby."

"Ruby?" Weiss reeled a bit. "Your sister? Isn't she a senior now?"

"Yeah, she's growin' up real fast." Yang chuckled. "Too fast and not enough. For the past week, she's been holed up in her room, playing video games in the dark. It's not healthy."

"Agreed." Weiss nodded. "My older sister was telling me something similar. A lot of her new recruits have been spending more time in their barracks at their computers than out on the field doing PT."

"Well, Ruby ain't gonna join the military." Yang said, looking around for wood to knock. She did, then continued. "Still, I wish she had a way to get out there and make some new friends."

"Yo! Yang!" Pyrrha stepped out, face red from drinking. "There you are!"

"Oh, hey, P-Money!" Yang looked to her. "What's up?"

"You never told me you had a GameCube!"

"Uh, it's my sister's," Yang clarified, "why?"

"Because some kid is totally kicking ass at Pokémon on it!"

"Some kid?" Yang stood up. "What does she look like?"

"Xiao Long!" Yang watched as Pyrrha was squeezed around by Emerald. "Some kid is playing Pokémon, and I can't get my boyfriend to look at me for more than five seconds because of her!"

"What?!"

---------------------------------------------------

Ruby was loving this! She hated all the attention, the eyes either on the back of her head or on where her fingers flicked on the GameCube controller, but she was loving the cheers and excitement from her fans!

Her fans! She had fans! Drunken, older kids, but still fans!

But she had to stay focused. This was it. After almost an hour of playing, going toe-to-to with the best of the best in the Pokémon League. Her rival, Ass, stood across from her, ready to prove once and for all, who was the very best, like no one ever was!

Ass sent out Pidgeot, and Ruby sent out Mimi. Would Sparky be better? Sure, but Ruby had an audience, and an audience demanded a show. So she was going to give them one.

Pidgeot used Agility, while Mimi used Pursuit. Pidgeot used Quick Attack, hitting Mimi. This continued until Pidgeot fainted, marking the first trial completed in Ruby's long road to victory. The crowd roared!

"Hell yeah!"

"Let's go!"

"King of the Skies!"

"She's a girl."

"Oh... It still works."

Next was Alakazam. Mimi was quick on the pursuit, but was still weakened by the previous match. With one Psychic attack, Mimi was down, earning shouts of disapproval from her fans. She shook it off and continued on.

Sparky was the next to come out, dodging another Psychic before countering with Flash! Accuracy down! Dodge! Agility! The crowd were on the edge of their seats! Thunder! Hit! Psychic! Hit! Thunder! Alakazam goes down! The crowd cheers!

"That was risky." Jaune said. "You got lucky."

"Yeah, but," Ruby looked to everyone behind her, "they don't mind."

"Well, this show isn't over yet." Jaune smiled, then looked to the screen. "Especially with that."

Rhydon. There was no way Sparky was going to win this. But what Ruby could do was set up the match for a quick victory. Raichu let out a final Flash before being snuffed out by an Earthquake. Ruby challenged him with Queeny.

"Ruby..." Jaune warned.

"I got this."

Queeny made short work with Surf, earning quadruple damage to the Rhydon, which equaled to another fast victory. Ruby's heart pounded, curious to who would be next. Unfortunately, her opponent was an Exeggutor. Before she could pull a Toxic, another Psychic knocked Queeny out hard, earning a critical hit for the bad guys.

"Ooh! She cracked!"

"Eggsactly!"

"She's gettin' scrambled!"

"I... don't have an egg pun."

Ruby moved quickly to Cressant and clicked to select her.

"Ruby, wait!" She stopped, looking to Jaune. "Think about it. You played this before, so who's next?"

"Exeggutor, Blastoise..." Ruby knit her brow. "Right. I can't risk Charizard yet." Ruby backed out, choosing her other Fire-Type. "Let's go, Ember!"

"Bro, Flareon has no moves!"

Ruby flicked around and unleashed a Flamethrower on her opponent, quick and easy. This left her in a three-to-two match against Ass, who sent out Blastoise. Everyone gasped, but Ruby had a plan.

Blastoise used Hydro Pump, knocking out Flareon. Okay, it wasn't a good plan, but she had something. Sleepy was sent in response. Special Defense may have been high, but Ruby was going to Psychic as hard as she could as Hydro Pump was expended. The second war of attrition continued until a critical hit Skull Bash final put down Sleepy.

Two to one. Charizard vs Blastoise. Not good. Not good at all. Ruby needed a plan. She just had to think.

"What the hell was that?!"

"Agh, leave it to a dumb kid to screw it up!"

"Ah, crap! I gotta get back! I got work tomorrow."

Everyone was getting angry. They were feeling disappointed. She was letting them down. What would happen if she lost? What names were they gonna call her? She felt her throat close up. She... She was going to cry.

"Ruby, I have an idea." She felt a hand on her shoulder. "We cheat."

Ruby sniffed. "Wh-What?"

"You already played this so many times before, right?" He smiled. "So why don't you just use what you learned to get here?"

"Oh... Oh!" Ruby nodded, going to her bag. It might cost her Cressant, but it would be worth it. Ruby used a revive on Sleepy.

Blastoise used Hydro Pump. Cressant fainted. Ruby sent out Sleepy. Sleepy used Rest and recovered HP. Blastoise attacked. Ruby used Revive. Blastoise attacked. Ruby used Revive. This went on until Sleepy fainted. It was now two against five.

Sparky was sent out. Sparky used Thunder. It missed. Blastoise tucked it's head in. Sparky used Thunder. It missed. Blastoise used Skull Bash! Sparky fainted.

"What the hell?"

"That's cheap."

"Like you never did that before?"

Ruby sent out Mimi. Blastoise used Hydro Pump. It hit, but it didn't take Mimi out. Mimi used Mirror Move. It hit! Blastoise goes down!

Ass sends out his last, Arcanine, who used Fire Blast to make quick work of Mimi.

"Ha! Roasted!"

Ruby was about to send out Cressant, then paused. She flicked up and chose Ember.

"Bro, Flareon has no moves!"

"You mean like you have no jokes?" Ruby snarked back. The crowd jumped and laughed as the failed jokester got burned! Speaking of, the battle heated up in these final moments.

Flareon used Smog, poisoning Arcanine. Arcanine used Take Down, dealing massive damage to Flareon. But Flareon, much like Ruby, wasn't easy to put down. Flareon used dug underground. Arcanine used Take Down, but it missed!

Everyone watched with baited breath. They knew it was coming, but they didn't when. Finally, Flareon emerged, using Dig! It's super effective!

...But not enough for Arcanine, who used Take Down! Flareon fainted! Arcanine was hurt in recoil!

BAH! BAH-DAH-DAH! BAH-DAH-DAH!

The crowd roars in it's excitement! Everyone jumps and cheers. They even began singing the Pokémon show theme!

"I WANNA BE THE VERY BEST LIKE NO ONE EVER WAS!"

Ruby leapt into Jaune, wrapping her arms around his neck and, because she was so excited, she kissed him! On the lips!

"RUBY ROSE!"

The excitement screeched to a halt as Ruby watched her sister approach. She slid away from Jaune, suddenly feeling very small. Her sister glanced between them before grabbing Jaune by his collar and taking a deep whiff. She hummed before letting go, but gave a grunt as she refocused on Ruby. She felt so embarrassed.

"Heh, that was pretty sneaky, little sister." Yang grinned. "Stealing a win and my party out from under me? Nice work~!"

"Oh, uh, thanks, Yang!"

Ruby felt good again. Really good! She hated parties like these, but she really came into her own and pulld off a thrilling performance that had left people wanting more! Nothing could bring her down!

"So, who's your boyfriend~?" Yang teased.

"Oh boy..." Ruby flushed.

#rwby #ruby rose #Pokémon #jaune arc #yang xiao long #weiss schnee #pyrrha nikos #emerald sustrai #lancaster #greek fire

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lollytea · 1 year

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What do you think Hunter’s first daydream/dream/fantasy of Willow was like? Rather, the first time his brain subconsciously started telling him he has a crush? One where he was like, “Holy Titan this is different!” I want to know your take on it!

Oh his subconscious was TRYING to tell him literally that night after meeting her but Hunter blatantly refused to process the truth of the matter cuz it was just too much for him to mentally handle. He was all like "hahaaaa....friend.... :)"

Like "It'll only be 52 weeks before Caleb's next day off"??? Not only has this girl confirmed that she still considers him a friend (She's his friend!!! Hunter's stomach does backflips at the thought it of it.) but she also makes clear that she would like to see him again. 52 weeks....in 52 weeks he's gonna see Willow....there is no way that's not going to cause his mind to wander about the possibilities.

Oh and the pensta chatting. The pensta chatting makes it a billion times worse. Cuz he's here and he's talking to her everyday and he's having so much fun but all he has are her words on a screen. He can't see her face or hear her voice.

He remembers how he blurted out "The Emerald Entrails!", that moment of doubt that he had said something dumb, only for Willow's expression to completely light up in a pretty smile as she touched his shoulder and eagerly began to chant the name he came up with. That was when he knew he had done something right. And those little emojis and exclamation points and 'lol's are cute NICE and makes him all giddy when he gets a positive reaction out of her but he misses the real thing. Which is weird to think because he barely knows the real thing.

Why does he want the real thing so badly?

He misses her.

So he starts to imagine her smiles and her laughter somewhere on the other end of Bonesborough. He knows the hours she's at school. He knows the hours she's working out. So whenever they're not texting, wondering how she's doing is always tucked away in the back of his mind.

As Hunter's crush on Willow fattens up (without him realizing it) the anticipation to see her again only builds. Before he knows it, he falls asleep to the thought of how it's gonna go. What will he say? What will she say? He's writing scripts in his head. He'll be strapping on his armor in the mornings and rehersing his lines in the mirror. He always imagines himself as doing something cool that Willow is very impressed by. And then they'll play Flyer Derby together 🥰

So yeah that is definitely the foundation of Hunter's little Willow daydreams. They don't start off intimate in any way at first. They're very innocent. He just wants to see her. He wants to spend time with her. He wants to talk to her. (He later discovers that talking to her is easier said than done.) So while he definitely has a massive crush on her at this point, his feelings remain repressed because he doesn't have the self awareness to explore them so the explicitly romantic daydreams are still locked behind a paywall.

This shifts into something more heart thumping between the events of LR and COTH where Hunter gradually begins to realize that how he feels about Willow is very very different from how he feels about anyone else. Like Luz. At this point he can admit to himself that he's very fond of Luz. And ever since HP, he has wondered if he'll ever see her again. Her words still stick with him. But she doesn't render him grinning and giggling as he lies awake at night thinking about her. Willow makes vines squirm around in his stomach. It is undeniably different. Even Hunter, the king of mental gymnastics, can't run from that truth forever.

I feel like he didn't quite know he had feelings for Willow during LR. Hell, he was surprised as anybody about how nervous he suddenly became when she was around. But he had observed that she made him feel very funny. In a good way. He mostly just chalked it up to her just being so cool that of course he felt a little starstruck in her presence.

But then Willow yanked him into a hug after the Hexside battle and it changed his brain chemistry. Because she was just!!! So close!!! He could smell her. Her voice was practically in his ear. And she was holding him so tight and secure. It initially startled him beyond comprehension because he is so starved of intimate touch that a hug would absolutely make his endorphins go fucking buckwild and what was happening was so foreign to him that he was frightened of the emotion he felt. He couldn't immediately recognize it as a positive feeling because he had no idea what was going on.

But after?? After Willow let him go and the Hexside students all gathered around to make sure everyone was okay, Hunter was just left standing there, in a complete stupor until Gus pulled him out of it. He still didn't fully understand what had just happened, only that his brain was static because of it.

It takes him a moment to realize that he desperately hopes that whatever that was, she'll do it again.

So those few days/a week he spends with Willow and Gus, Hunter receives a bombardment of physical touch. Usually from Gus. Sometimes Willow too. And Hunter is going absolutely fucking bonkers because Willow's touches are so soft. So fluttery. A hand on his shoulder. A pat on the head. Almost like she knows the effect her touches have and is keeping it to a minimum just to tease him. And it's driving him wild. She'll jokingly pat his cheek and it takes all of Hunter's willpower not to press his face into it. A hand on a shoulder could so easily turn into an arm wrapped around him and pulling him closer. It never does. But that doesn't stop Hunter's kneecaps from melting everytime she touches him so gently and his mind wanders to how it could escalate.

It is astounding what one hug did to him. He hasn't been the same since. But Titan forbid he ask for one. Or initiate himself. Oh no no no that's far too forward.

So yeah, whenever Hunter is left alone and the thought of Willow crosses his mind, he ends up fantasising about being held. Or just. Touched in a way that makes him feel safe. It's a very emotionally charged desire.

Again, while Hunter has definitely reached some awareness that he might be heading down a slippery slope of infatuation, he's still very inexperienced in matters like these. So he doesn't quite know what to fantasise about. But he's had hugs and touching on the brain ever since LR so that's what all his dreams concerning her revolve around.

But then COTH happens and OH BOY. This is when the overload of repressed teenage hormones are finally unleashed. Hunter has spent the last week wanting to be held by Willow because Willow is so sweet and so kind and soft and pretty. But then it finally happens but the nature of it is completely upside down. This is different!!

She swoops in to rescue him and flings him over her shoulder and she's holding him tight but it's not a hug. It's nothing like he was fantasizing about. It's something he has NEVER experienced before but it definitely awakens something in him. She...she's capable of carrying him. She's strong. Girl strong. Arms.. Uhhh..hmm...um. WELL. that's...Ugdhhkk.

This unlocks a new reason that Hunter wants to be held by Willow. Because simply put he thinks Willow is hot.

And that is a whole other set of emotions that Hunter will have to unpack but we won't go into detail about it. But you know how it is with teenagers. Their attractions are borderline feral. Especially if they're experiencing them for the first time.

After Hunter's Strong Girl awakening, he's pretty preoccupied with the Day of Unity to focus on it. It's not until the dust has cleared and he's settled in with Camila that he has the mental capacity to indulge himself with silly little daydreams of Willow effortlessly picking him up.

So now physical attraction has been added to the Hunter crush broth. Now all that's left is for him to observe how Luz and Amity interact with each other, sharing affection that he never really saw up close before and he's beginning to realize that a romantic relationship is....a thing he might actually want? Maybe?? Holding her hand...hm...or....or maybe....

It began as Hunter simply longing to see her in person. To see her smile. To hear her laugh.

Then it escalated to wishing more than anything that she could touch him.

Then the fizzling burst of teen attraction butted its way into the equation and he can't stop thinking about her strong arms.

And now....he wonders what it would be like to kiss her...

Stir that all together and you have a boy who is helplessly in love.

#huntlow #hahaaa i have been slacking on asks #or answering with long answers specifically #take this as an apology

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nullsleepy · 8 months

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Villainess Strike

Chapter 6: Status Reveal!

Prologue, Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6(HERE)

Glancing at the screen, Marinette froze; her tears stopped and her shaking came to a still. Everything seemed to go in slow motion as she read those words over and over again, feeling a rush of emotions. Was this… real? Was this some sort of answer to her pleas?

“My lady?” Marinette flinched, quickly letting go of the maid. She finally looked at the woman, taking in her dark brown fluffy hair, red eyes, and freckled skin. This woman… she had cried in her arms. “Are you alright now?”

The maid rubbed Marinette’s back as she asked the question, looking down at the girl with concerned eyes. Marinette just nodded, afraid to say anything with her hoarse voice. She felt embarrassed for crying like she was a child again(she was).

“…I’ll go get you some water now, okay? Is it alright if I leave you alone, my lady?” Marinette nodded again, watching as the maid looked at her with soft eyes. The maid bent down and gave Marinette a quick hug before leaving. She stared quietly at Marinette’s small, sad form before closing the door.

Marinette rushed up, getting on her knees to help boost her up to see the screen. Was this real? Was this the answer she had been looking for?! On why she had been forced here?! Marinette couldn’t believe her eyes, feeling a shaky smile form on her cheeks. An answer… she was desperate for one.

All of this relief flooded her senses for a small, prickly feeling took route. Was she… seriously put inside a game? For an ‘interesting experience’ on some weird(IT WAS NO WEIRD!) otome game?? She didn’t read any of this in the descriptions nor did she think this was even possible. It had been too long to be a dream, so it couldn’t be lying to her.

Marinette glared at the screen, angry. How was this even possible? Was it some sort of akuma? Or maybe a magical being was involved? Marinette started feeling a mix of rage and panic. She was inside of a game right now- meaning something had to be wrong. Was time working outside of the game? Was something bad happening in the real world? How would Ladybug save Paris if she was stuck inside a game?!

Stopping her thoughts, not letting the panic overwhelm her, Marinette took in a deep breath. Think logically, Marinette. If some sort of akuma was going on, the kwamis would be able to find temporary holders to hold it off and possibly defeat it. Or they would use Kaalki to find her. Yes, that’s it.

Before she could continue her thoughts, the screen started flashing, forcing her to pay attention to it. By now, the welcome message was gone and all that was left was to do was press the “yes” or “no” button under the word “menu.” Maybe the menu would explain things to her?

Marinette selected yes.

All of a sudden, the menu opened and Marinette was overwhelmed and multiple screens popped up. There were so many different things available, but Marinette focused her attention on the main screen, the “main menu.” Underneath those words, Marinette read her options.

“Status, Quests, Magic Points… and the rest of my options are locked?” Marinette mumbled underneath her breath, a tad confused but focused on the task at hand. With a steady finger, Marinette selected, “Status.”

Staring at the changing screen, Marinette saw it flicker with code before the words appeared. “Status: Role - Villainess Noble Lady, Age: 8, Magic - Click to Reveal, INT: 2(+7), STR: 3(+0), MP: 5/5(+15), HP: 17/19, Special skills - (???)?” The status lined up with the same format as in the game. Did this mean… she was a player? Perhaps that meant if she completed the route, she’d be able to leave?

Marinette clicked on magic, wondering what it meant. Suddenly, it flickered with code before the screen collapsed, as if it never existed.

“Wait- nononononono! Come back!” Marinette reached out a hand where the screen had been, scared that her chance to escape, to be a player, was gone.

“My lady?” The sound of sudden footsteps forced Marinette to turn towards the closed door. It seemed like the maid had returned. “I’m coming in.”

Marinette went back partially under the covers as the door opened, trying to seem like she hadn’t moved at all. The maid smiled at her gently before sitting on the bed and passing her the water. Marinette took it and carefully drank from it, the cool liquid like heaven to her parched throat.

“…thank you.” Marinette finally mumbled to the woman, her voice much smoother and sweet-sounding now. She held the glass between her small hands, lowering it from her mouth and resting it on her lap. “…who are you?”

“I’m Mariam, my lady.” The maid, Mariam, smiled at her. She carefully took the almost empty glass from Marinette. “I’m your personal maid, the master chose me last week.”

“…oh. Thank you, Mariam.” Marinette looked down at her lap, fiddling with her fingers.

“Of course, my lady.” Mariam grinned at Marinette, setting the glass aside. “Why don’t I-” growl.

Hmmmm? growl. What was that sound? growl.

Oh.

That was her.

Marinette turned bright red, her hands clutching the blanket. Her hair covered her face as she squeezed her eyes closed.

Mariam giggled, “Why don’t I go and get you dinner, my lady? Does that sound good?” Mariam’s eyes softened.

“…please.” Marinette nodded, still beat red.

“Alright then.” Mariam quickly left the room after waving goodbye.

“Ughhhh, why’d you have to act up now?” Marinette talked to her stomach, embarrassed. “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?!”

As Marinette complained to herself about her body being against her, a bit of code flickered in front of her again. Marinette’s head shot up and she stared in front of her, expecting to see the screen.

It wasn’t there.

Damn it! Is this game playing jokes on her? Marinette grabbed the glass from where the maid put it and stared down at it. Maybe she should just try to use magic by herself and see if that worked? She didn’t have anything to lose.

Squeezing her eyes shut, she raised a hand above the glass and started to picture it coming up to her hand. She focused, clearing her mind of all things except moving the water. After a few minutes nothing had happened, but Marinette didn’t give up. She wanted to feel the water splash against her hand.

-But after a few more minutes, nothing happened. Disappointment rolled of Marinette in waves, causing her to sigh. She finally opened her eyes and looked at the empty glass-

The EMPTY GLASS?

Marinette looked around her and saw a small bit of water floating beside her. It worked! It really worked!

Suddenly, as if wanting to take advantage of Marinette’s happiness, the screen appeared with the words, “magic: Creative Manipulation.”

Notes: 2 chapter in only a couple hours! That shouldn’t make me this happy when I forget to update for months(or even years, sorry about that) but hehehe. I got a lot of things planned out this time!

Taglist(Open): @khneltea @shadosakushi @jeminiikrystal @fangirlingfanatic @kking13 @when-no-wings-do-broomsticks @xxcalypso-phoenixheartxx

#maribat #dc x mlb #mlb x dc #mlb x batman #villainess marinette au #villainess au #damianette #and other ships maybe?#MAGIC #FANTASY AU YES #FANFIC TIME #LIL BABY BEAN CHILD MARINETTE

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tabletopbrainrot · 6 months

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Haven't posted in a while, but feel like rambling

Lancer: ???

Nothing to report, DM's been busy so we're still in a dark maintenance shaft about to get jumped by IPSN Special Forces

D&D: Sunday

I feel like I've mentioned some of this but we've been stumbling around some half forgotten cave network trying to get to the Underdark to try and reestablish communication between a Dwarven Hold under siege, and a Drow City they used to be on good terms with. Turns out the Drow are also kinda under siege from what is basically The Silence (yes British scifi fans those guys) so we've been doing the Adventurer thing of trying to shift local politics and gain favor to make the Drow less.... Prickly let's say prickly that's probably a safer way to put it.

In the process we've been on the hunt for a missing person, met my younger doppelganger and his harem, and his army that plans to unite the Drow under a single banner go to war with the surface and darken the sun, and stumbled upon a multi million year old temple to a universal karmic force that is a prison for a star/God eating GOO and went along with our wizard's doppelganger's plan to recharge the prison keeping the GOO weakened.

Now that we're up to speed, it turns out that the reason my Doppelganger gave up the prisoner so easy was that the person was already converted to the cause, and was going back to try and build support within the city itself, our Patron* wants to solidify her power block by having us go find some missing jewels used to power an ancient forge, I had a chat with Lolth who wanted me to go straighten out the local church/cult in her name. Which I was tempted to do anyway which lead to a fun conversation between two people that barely understand religion trying to meet a middle ground that makes everyone happy including a God and local politicians (who were totally ready to crush the church/cult for being too over zealous to please Lolth).

I also left my Barovian Vampire GF in charge of keeping tabs on the insurgent cult of my Doppelganger in the city while we're gone, this won't have negative repercussions because I didn't specify non-lethal methods of handling things if they start moving..... Oops/s

Also during the wrap-up in the city before going artifact hunting our Shadow Monk split the party and had to fight his Doppelganger, who might actually be a more terrifying war criminal than he is because he barely made it back with any HP left...

Also we stumbled across a version of Blackrazor, it's kinda a dick(Threw me across a room for being too lawful apparently, which is hilarious because I'm about as lawful as Eddie and Chavo Guerrero). The hunt for the forge crystals continues this coming Sunday.

DnD: Tuesday

That whole thing with the Illithid Roman empire? Resolved, we took the capital and killed the Senate while Julius took care of other political rivals off screen. Had a big fight with a GIANT half dead brain(Romulus and Remus), had a long rest but were down a player so the DM kinda bottle episoded us.

The session started with us getting vaporized and waking up in a sci-fi prison cell, after a few minutes of trying to brute force our way out and discovering just how depowered we were in this strange place we're following vague clues and running from something called a Lesser Inevitability, that the prison set loose after us for breaking out of high security lock up. Turns out we're on the moon(the real one not the fake moon hiding behind this one) and the entity giving us directions? The Sun, which is apparently a entity that exists to monitor the progress of our world and report any changes that need to be made to the AO3 writers guild that monitors the universe.

So while holding off the Lesser Inevitability we poke around the computers in this place, get some information on Solomon turns out he was the last person that this place took care of before they pulled everyone out and left the Suns as the sol(heh heh) moderator for this location. We also reported a hag that's been a thorn in our side for hacking writers guild system, so she's locked out of her fate changing bullshit which will make dealing with her much easier.

The session ends with us fighting our way to a legally distinct Stargate and teleporting back to the Capital for a long rest, after which we're gonna have to make a decision on what our next set of goals are. It's looking like the plan is try to and remove the stick out of Morgana's ass by filling the void left by having her emotions ripped out by stealing the emotions from an undead doppelganger of her that the sorcerer accidentally wished into existence with a loosely interpreted "I wish Morgana was dead" wish she got after helping kill a star creature. But first we gotta learn how they removed her emotions in the first place, then we gotta do it to a dracolich... Also gotta find Morgana again and hope she didn't do anything unwise with a sword that severs concepts after her freak out during an intervention her son hosted.

Isn't tabletop fun?

As always, if anyone for some reason reads this and wants more information ask away.

#lancer rpg #lancer ttrpg #dnd 5e #dnd #5e #rambling to the void #Barovia continues to have repercussions #leaving a vampire to monitor a insurgent cult that wants to darken the sun can't go wrong #we did it we can finally stop thinking about Rome #DnD Canon? I hardly know it #been so long since I posted I don't recall what I've actually talked about

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thelastspeecher · 3 months

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Stanuary '24 - Week 3: Fantasy & Memories

I'm doing my best to catch up! This takes place in my original Stanley McGucket AU, aka the one where Stan winds up working as a farmhand for the McGucket family after he gets kicked out of the house as a teen. And it's almost a bit of an accidental Fiddleford Friday, since Fiddleford is a big feature in it. Enjoy!

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The party ascended the long and winding staircase to the top of the tower. When they reached the door, Mudd gestured for Stabitha to pick the lock. The elf did so quickly. She went to push the door open. Mudd grabbed her arm. She was taller than him, but his orcish strength meant he could stop her before she did anything to alert the wizard.

“Let me,” he said softly. Stabitha scowled, disappointed, but stepped back. “And, uh, gimme one of your knives.”

“What? Why?” Stabitha asked. Mudd rolled his eyes.

“Just do it, okay?”

“I’ll be defenseless.”

“You’ve got at least six knives,” piped up the third member of the party, Bloom. Stabitha shot the half-elf a glare. “You’ll be okay without one.”

“Fine.” Stabitha slipped a dagger out of her boot and handed it to Mudd. Mudd grinned at her.

“Trust me. I know what I’m doing.”

“Sure.” Stabitha’s tone made it clear she didn’t believe him. Mudd silently pushed open the door. The wizard was muttering under his breath as he went through a book. His back faced the door. Mudd’s grin widened. A perfect opportunity to attack. Mudd crept over to the wizard and roughly grabbed him. Before the wizard could do anything, Mudd raised the dagger and plunged it into-

“Roll fer attack.”

“Huh?” Stan asked, looking up at Fiddleford.

“‘Member when ya fought those goblins? Ya had to roll to see whether yer attacks landed or not,” Fiddleford said.

“Yeah, but those were moving targets,” Stan argued. “The wizard is less than a foot away from me and I’m holding him still!”

“Doesn’t matter.”

“What are the odds I won’t hit him?”

“Close to zero, but not quite there.” Fiddleford was maddeningly calm as he explained the gameplay. “There’s always the chance yer hand spasms or there’s a noise that startles ya or somethin’ else what makes ya drop the knife or miss.”

“Ugh. Fine.” Stan squinted at the dice in front of him. “Which ones do I…?”

“Those,” Angie said helpfully, pointing at two dice. Fiddleford was leaving for college tomorrow, so she, Stan, and Lute had been roped into playing his favorite game: Dungeons, Dungeons, and More Dungeons. Angie and Lute, though not fans of the game themselves, had played it to make their brother happy before, so they understood the game mechanics more than Stan, who was new to it.

“Got it.” Stan rolled the dice. He squinted at the numbers. “Uh…twenty-seven.” Fiddleford rolled some dice of his own behind the screen he was using to hide their opponents’ information. His supplies for Dungeons, Dungeons, and More Dungeons were some of the few items not yet packed. Stan would be lying if he said he wasn’t disappointed that, the first time he was in Fiddleford’s bedroom, everything that gave the room personality was tucked away into bags and boxes.

“The dagger plunges into Probabilitor’s heart,” Fiddleford said. “Roll fer damage.”

“Damage? It’s in the guy’s heart! He’s dead!”

“It’s how the game is played,” Fiddleford said with a shrug.

“That one,” Lute said, pointing. Stan picked up the single die with a frown.

“Okay, I know you said wizards don’t have a lotta, uh, what is it called?”

“HP,” the McGucket siblings said together.

“Yeah. Wizards don’t have a lotta HP. But even with that, how am I gonna kill this guy?”

“You should’ve had me do it,” Angie said. She inspected her nails idly. “I get bonus damage when I use my knives.”

“How?”

“Class bonus, leveled up skills, magical bond with the daggers,” Angie said lazily. Stan raised an eyebrow at her. “Lute ‘n I told ya that we’ve played this before.”

“You’ve played a game you don’t like enough to level up?” Stan asked.

“We can’t exactly help Fidds with his robots,” Lute drawled. “Neither of us got any ability with technology. So’s this game is what we do when Fidds chooses siblin’ bondin’ time.”

“Are you ever goin’ to roll?” Fiddleford asked impatiently. Angie and Lute snickered. Stan rolled the single die. Fiddleford craned his neck to see the result. “Not too bad. Roll again.”

“Again?”

“The damage fer the dagger I gave ya requires rollin’ the same die twice,” Angie said.

“Oh.” Stan rolled again. Fiddleford nodded.

“Good. Good damage.”

“Is he dead?” Stan asked.

“No.”

“Dammit.” Stan sighed. “Is he gonna zap me with lightning or somethin’?”

“Let me-” Fiddleford started, looking down at his notes. Lute cleared his throat. Fiddleford looked at him. “Yes?”

“Angie ‘n I ain’t rolled initiative yet,” Lute pointed out.

“Good catch. Roll fer initiative, then,” Fiddleford said. Angie and Lute each rolled their dice. Fiddleford rolled something behind his screen. “Oof. Probabilitor didn’t roll too high.”

“Thirteen,” Angie said.

“Eleven,” Lute said.

“Yer move first, Angie,” Fiddleford said. Angie perked up excitedly. She moved her figurine to be next to Stan’s and the wizard’s.

“I take out two daggers and stab Probabilitor in the back with ‘em both!” Angie chirped.

“Roll fer attack.”

“Thirty.” Stan yawned, getting bored now that his character wasn’t doing anything. Lute was similarly disinterested, idly repeatedly rolling an extra die.

“Critical hit, then. Roll fer damage, and remember that crits ‘re more powerful.”

“Total damage of twenty-one,” Angie said with a smirk. Fiddleford cleared his throat. Stan and Lute looked at him.

“Probabilitor wheezes a faint cry, protesting that the odds were in his favor, not yours. As dark red blood blooms on his robes-”

“Sweet,” Stan muttered. Lute nodded in agreement.

“-he lets out a long, guttural gurgle. He collapses onto the floor of the tower room.”

“Great!” Stan said. “I loot the body.” Angie and Lute burst out laughing. Fiddleford chuckled as well.

“Yer goin’ to have to roll fer it,” he warned.

“Ugh. Never mind, then.”

“I guess we’re done,” Fiddleford said. “Unless the three of ya want to continue…” He unzipped a backpack next to him and pulled out a notebook. “I’ve got plenty of campaign ideas all written up!”

“Maybe try playin’ with yer roommate,” Lute suggested.

“Aaron graduated last year. I’ll have someone new this year.”

“Hopefully he likes graph paper games,” Stan said.

“Even if he doesn’t, there’s a club I can go to. It’s just inconvenient, since it’s in a buildin’ all the way across campus,” Fiddleford sighed. He began to gather the dice, figurines, and various pieces of paper.

“It’ll all work out,” Angie said cheerfully. Fiddleford ruffled her hair playfully.

“I’m sure yer right. Now, if you’ll excuse yourselves, I’ve got to finish packin’.” Angie, Lute, and Stan stood up. Stan followed the younger siblings out of the bedroom. “Close the door!” Stan did as he was told. In the hallway outside the room, Angie leaned against the wall, smirking at Stan.

“What’s with that look?” Stan asked.

“I think I know why ya decided to take charge ‘n stab the wizard instead of let someone else do it,” she said.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Stan said dismissively. “I wanted to get the thing over with. We were playing for two hours!” Angie shook her head.

“I think you were gettin’ into the game. You wanted to be the one to kill the wizard ‘cause you were havin’ so much fun.”

“That’s slander.”

“No, I think she’s right,” Lute said. “You enjoyed yourself!”

“You’re all delusional,” Stan scoffed. Angie and Lute chuckled.

“It ain’t a bad thing to have fun,” Angie said. “We ain’t exactly fans of the game, but we still have fun. Sometimes.”

“Fidds can get a bit partic’lar at times with that game,” Lute said. “That’s usually when it stops bein’ fun. Luckily, he didn’t do any of that today ‘cause he wanted some good mem’ries ‘fore he leaves. No good mem’ries would be made with him bein’ partic’lar.”

“He’ll be gone until Thanksgiving,” Angie said. “It’s important to have fond mem’ries to look back on while bein’ apart fer so long.” After a moment, Stan nodded.

“Yeah. Good point.” He crossed his arms. “And- I’m not gonna confirm or deny whether I had any fun-” Angie and Lute snickered. “-but either way, don’t expect me to play that game any time soon.”

“You won’t need to. Our other siblin’s play with Fidds durin’ Thanksgiving and Christmas,” Lute said.

“Oh.”

“Of course, I’m sure Fidds would be more ‘n happy to pull out the character sheet fer Mudd the orc barbarian if ya decide to play again,” Lute teased. Stan shoved him playfully.

“Nah. Fidds will just have to make do with today’s memories.”

#gonna get to work on week 4 tomorrow #so that I can get everything posted by the end of the month. fingers crossed!#Stanuary #Gravity Falls #Stanley Pines #Fiddleford McGucket #Angie McGucket #Lute McGucket #McGucket Family #Stanley McGucket AU #ficlet #my writing #my stuff #speecher speaks

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ditzydumbazz · 1 year

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Ignihyde Chapter Advice

I’ve noticed there are a lot of ENG players struggling, so I’m going to provide a small tidbit of advice. In the Ignihyde Chapter, it’s more vital than ever to pay attention to Spell Elements. A lot of chapters will require you to pay attention to the Elements the enemies will have when setting up your team and the order of the appearance of the Elements in combat on the left-hand side of the screen. This go around, these are NOT suggestions. You either get the upper hand/break even with same element vs same element or you WILL lose.

And Auto Battle will NOT be your friend in the Ignihyde Chapter. You WILL have to use your brain and take note of elemental attack patterns to come out on top. And for endurance battles, ALWAYS go for a team of High HP cards because going for taking them out via HP is hardly viable unless you have some VERY good cards. As someone who has played both the JP and ENG versions of this chapter set release now, I want to help make this as easy for players to get through as possible. Please note it may take you several tries to pick up the pattern, but you WILL get it. (And please make sure you have one of EACH of the different characters up to at LEAST Lv 40 and with both spell slots at at least Lv 5 or you will SUFFER with the later gimmicks with the near-end of story boss battles! The card soft locking will give you trouble if you neglect the spell slots ESPECIALLY! Thankfully the characters you need to worry about are only the ones actively involved in the plot line, like the OB Squad and the Rescue Committee.) Good luck and may you get through Idia’s nonsense quickly!

#TWST #Twisted Wonderland #Ignihyde Chapter #Mun speaks #Mun's TWST Musings #Gaming Advice

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Aston-Martin Vulcan

This is Aston Martin’s most intense and exhilarating creation ever, the 2016 Vulcan. Only 24 were built, this track-only Aston Martin, chassis number 15 of the 24 built, is one of the most exclusive automobiles in the world, capable of transporting extraordinarily fortunate souls into raptures of sound and fury unlike any other. Developed in partnership with Aston Martin Racing, the Vulcan’s 820 HP naturally aspirated engine is based on that of their GT3 racer, but enlarged to a full 7.0 liters and electronically managed by Cosworth ECU technology. The Inconel and titanium exhaust system’s best feature comes during downshifts, when the side pipes crackle and pop while emitting flashes of blue flames. The Vulcan engine can be set at three output levels, allowing the driver to experience increasing power as his skill level improves with track time. A lightweight torque tube encased in magnesium houses a carbon fibre driveshaft, which spins an Xtrac paddle-shifted 6-speed transaxle sequential gearbox. Sixth gear propels the Vulcan to a higher top speed than Aston Martin’s Le Mans GT3 racer, meaning well over 200 miles per hour.

Longtime Canadian partners Multimatic built the all carbon fibre tub using techniques learned from Aston Martin’s One77 program. It incorporates an integrated FIA-compliant all-steel roll-cage and a rear subframe designed to carry the transmission and rear suspension and handle the downforce generated by the rear wing. Speaking of downforce, the Vulcan generates more than it weighs at maximum speed – 3,002 pounds, to be exact, while maintaining stable aerodynamic balance front to rear under both acceleration and braking. The result is more predictable behaviour and more stable driver feedback, the better to become acquainted with the car’s fearsome grip, cornering power and agility.The Vulcan’s 4-way adjustable pushrod double wishbone suspension uses anti-dive geometry up front and anti-squat and anti-lift at the rear, with front and rear adjustable sway bars. Brembo 4-wheel Carbon Ceramic racing disc brakes are assisted by Bosch M4 motorsport driver-adjustable 11-position ABS. Michelin 305/30-19 front and 345/30-19 rear Pilot Sport Cup 2 tires are mounted on APP-Tech 10-spoke forged alloy center locking wheels finished in Satin Black and measuring 11.5-inches at the front and 12.5-inches at the rear.Passengers are secured in full carbon fibre Recaro racing seats that use Schroth 6-point racing harnesses and are Frontal Head Restraint System (FHR) Compatible (compliant to FIA specification 8862). The Vulcan also features an adjustable AP Racing Pedal box and a steering column adjustable for both reach and height. The bespoke carbon fibre steering wheel’s key function controls include the starter button, neutral, pit lane limiter, indicator, flash-to-pass, adjustable ABS and traction control, wipers and shift paddles. Driver inputs are supplied by a Cosworth Omega dash and Cosworth aliveDRIVE data acquisition system with in-car camera and USB data download port, ideal driver training tools that allow detailed analysis of laps over time or comparison to other drivers.

Aston Martin Design has outdone itself in shaping and detailing the Vulcan. Its prominent front splitter, rear diffuser and adjustable rear wing were all dictated by aerodynamics, but the shape is undeniably Aston Martin. The pronounced curves of the heated, anti-UV wraparound front and side screens dictated the use of IsoClima’s hard-coated Polycarbonate instead of glass, but it presents other benefits as well, being 50 percent lighter and 250 times stronger than glass and providing superior shatter resistance. Lighting is also extremely advanced. The LED headlights combine daytime running lights, directional indicators, main beam and side lights. Futuristic ‘Light Blade’ lamps introduced on the DP-100 Digital Concept Car are used at the rear along with an FIA-approved rain light positioned in the center of the diffuser. And for quicker pit stops, the Vulcan contains for on-board air jacks actuated by plugging an air hose into a fitting at the rear of the car.

#Aston-Martin Vulcan #Cosworth #One77

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This is a small complaint but I wish the game provided some subtitles for the text on the screen. I feel like I'm going to miss context on some things that would have been obvious if I could tell what things were saying.

Anyway, I think we have secured our mandatory Buddy Guy party member. In a bit he says his name is Ryuji, so I'm gonna just call him that. While walking down a creepy alleyway to get to school, they find a big imposing castle instead.

And rather than, idk, turning around and assuming they took the wrong way, these idiots go inside to ask around.

Not to be harsh but y'all deserve what's about to happen.

Captured and thrown into another goddamn motherfucking jail cell, why is Reverie's life just moving from literal jail cell to metaphorical jail cell and back again. Gee, Atlus, are you trying to tell me something? Trying to build a motif here?

So the interesting thing to me is that Ryuji literally referred to Kamoshida as the king of a castle. Might be a coincidence, might be foreshadowing. I'm gonna keep an eye out for any convenient moments like that with later dungeons.

So far, this game feels like a pond full of red herrings.

Shadow Kamoshida is ready to straight up murder Ryuji, so it's time to get our Persona on.

ALRIGHT THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN ABOUT. We went from the edgelord-but-thematically-resonant evokers to the completely pedestrian "oh imma crush a card"

to TEARING A BLOODY MASK INTO THE FACE

Give me some FUCKING drama, thank you! Also, Reverie is goaded into doing this by his persona, taunting him about sitting by helplessly, and did he regret helping that woman? Is he a punk-ass wimp? Is he gonna sit aside like a punk-ass wimp?

NAH. TEAR YOUR FACE OFF. Excellent.

okay our first persona looks a bit like a vaudevillian, but this is an improvement from The God Of Salarymen so

After a tutorial fight, we lock up ARGH PUT THAT AWAY!!!

bruh why the fuck you barefoot and pantless in the dungeon of your castle, isn't that cold? put on something, jesus.

oh shit we already got the mascot character. well, you're not as cute as Teddie, but Teddie wound up being literally one of my favorite characters in P4G so I have high hopes already.

all persona protagonists are cat people, fucking excellent.

oh okay not a cat. what appellation would you prefer?

THE NOT-CAT HAS A PERSONA

THE NOT-CAT HAS THE PERSONA ZORRO

SURE OKAY

After another tutorial fight, Morgana The Not-A-Cat-Thanks tells me to use some items to increase my HP and what is this. what is this menu. oh my god.

I wanna call it "maximalist" but that term doesn't even seem adequate enough, what the fuck is beyond maximalism? Fuck me. It's not just the stark colors, it's not just the overuse of fonts, it's not just the way everything kinda bounces and jiggles, it's not just the hard contrasts and color inversions.

covers eyes with a hand

okay moving on, Morgana helps Reverie and Ryoji-- GODDAMMIT that is the fourth time I have made that typo. Ryuji, Morgana helps them escape the castle but claims to have unfinished business and remains themself.

Already, I am eyeing Ryuji and taking stock. He seems like a nice dude but not very quick on the update. Most of his lines so far are going "what is this, what is happening, someone esplain pls" where Junpei and Yosuke would be trying to hazard a few guesses about wtf is happening. Try to keep up, Ryuji, there's a lot of game to come and we need someone to puzzle through mechanics.

thanks, Siri.

We're out of the weird castle, but the worst thing ever has happened: we're late for our first day of school.

I mean, Sae, I would assume it was because the violations. "Here is some of the horrible things he did, anyway, why'd you attack him" like come on, you're a detective or prosecutor or something right.

anyway after the mandatory transfer student intro, YO WHAT IS UP WITH THIS KID? WHY IS A KID WHO IS CLEARLY INJURED JUST SITTING HERE? WHY ARE THEY "WELL-BEHAVED"

what the fuck is with this school, do they employ corporal punishment and this kid accidentally dropped his pencil during quiet time, what the fuck

okay it's late, goodnight. i'm going to sleep and dream of a place where people aren't jerks. it's called Iwatodai.

#p5 #persona liveblog

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