good luck thinking you’re not a toy after THAT, sheesh
hello i have harmed the boy . but do not fear! he’s fine probably
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Going feral about hinndredd and hinndredd Louie really all the hinndredd characters and versions of characters it’s where a lot of the older ideas regarding when hinndredd was on earth went along with the door lore, the Hamilton rip-off, the older version of current earth patchwork back when he was just a original patchwork reboot and not his own thing inspired mildly by bojack horseman, the older nightmare fuel reboot and associated lore, thauriel, Magnus tilby, more distilled and combined forms of characters that are sometimes somewhat demigod esc, the tower with myself at the top of it, azazel/cult on his endless quest to dig a pit, the scp characters, Magnus tilby, stuff regarding the origins of bauddalins, both types of joy(which ended up basically zombies without me noticing), every dropped plot thread that has ever existed, Magnus tilby
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Buck how do you feel about being a tumblr sexyman, ya fuckin texyman
In all honesty?
After doin' some diggin'- ah don't understand whats wit ya varmints n' this whole... "tumblr sexyman" thing. And frankly, ah'm a little insulted that yer puttin' me in t' same category as a buncha glorified broomsticks and seemingly any kinda man or woman or banana y'all can get yer hands on.
Y'all parading 'round t' streets wit this- yer nuisances at best.
Y' see?
Y'all can fight t' yer hearts content, if ya really want to- but ah ain't gonna be y'alls prized hog. Ah ain't easy pickin's- and I'd rather focus on... other things. Now, if you'll ex-
Tibs- Tiberius, eh? Well...
Even if we ain't at t' same rankin'... or department... ah greatly admire t' work he does. Most suits- especially those city-folk suits- hardly have t' the kinda dedication n' skills that he's got- let alone respect those traits. But Tibs- anyone wit a good head on their shoulders aughta take note n' admire t' work he does. He's a damn good detective too- never thought ah'd meet one in real life- but by cog, if y' could see 'im in action... it's somethin' else, ah'll say that. Chances are, fer th' pests readin' this, y'all wouldn't even 'ppricate it. T' fact that he's takin' care o' Redd n Andrew too- fatherhood ain't easy, yet he just- grabbed t' bull by the horns n took the reins, just like that-! Not t' mention he's got quite t' nice set o' claw-
We know what you are, Buck.
...
Then say it t' my face.
No.
[OOC: @ask-tiberius-cadell for those who don't know of Tiberius]
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❛ you have never seen such heathens. ❜ Kohga says with a grin, referring to the Yiga. (For Ganondorf!)
"Oh, I have borne witness, both alike and distinct, to many." Ganondorf's answer comes like thunder, like fire. ━ a low rumble turned crackle turned air buzzing with too much and yet not enough all at once, an anticipation that followed him as he swept 'cross the grounds. For an individual of his size, he is almost weightless in his shifting, almost wilting to scrape high the roof of the ruins not high enough where the stones meet strands of red bristling off from his crown. Each footfall accentuated; the bleaching of stone & textile, the delicacy in which he revokes it, pulled back out of the earth as though a stain so simple to be removed. ━ how considerate it was, for Gods to fuss and worry over hospitalities.
he casts a glance to the Yigas master, eyes stunning and bright and terrible, curls of crimson mane licking up into color undefined, like blazing divinity, how inexpressible it could be, to see something of divinity wrapped in bone & skin & cloth. there is a wonder, if this is what being in the presence of Princesses or Heroes is like, the same divinity in the opposite way ━ the Hero always more human, not God, merely blessed, champion in this way ━ where Ganondorf was his own, but they were theirs. Two against one, eternal.
"None, however, as impassioned as you," he continues "I would consider it something of respect, that you could harbor such liveliness for so long."
He wonders; passingly in the low light of twilight bleeding into the hideout as it is full with noise & distraction & color and as fabric folds with his limbs as he moves to sit, content to watch the clan breathe with itself; how much the Yiga would be willing to risk in such devotion to their goal. ━ everything, until everything is too much, until the world turns on them again.
━ Again. how it has before. how it could again, forever worse to do. How Ganondorf knows something similar, burning in his blood. ( perhaps Kohga knows the feeling. )
He finds himself beginning to understand, why it is they come looking for him.
his eyes, momentary in their focus on their leader, find somewhere else to settle. ( and he finds himself wondering, just as passing to reserve it for less occupied times, just how long the Yiga will last as they are. Resourceful and fast and stubborn, but tracing edges of impermanence, the way everything does, is made to. Except him, of course. Except him. ━ he likes to think, sentiment more than hope, that their stretch of being will not be killed, so much as it does not stay the same; the definition changing. 'the Yiga' not as a weapon, not a sharpness and outracing and hidden, 'the Yiga' as a people allowed to be people, to be families, to stay. He likes to think, in the way it could be hope, that they will not be like him forever. They, to grow out of shunning. Him, to stay the same. He likes to think, in the way it is hope, that one day they will not need him. ━ a scar of history, remembered always, but only, only a scar. )
"... but are they always this rambunctious?"
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ok actually i went on to read chapter 3 of multiple bullets
i fucking HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATE the way the women are drawn. this has made me sorely aware of how LITTLE fanservice there is in trigun, bc whoever this guest artist is, they drew... way too fucking much. too many Pert Tits and weird ass shots and this entire thing about a child????? hello??????
the discussion of the metaphysics to plant production is interesting though.
because it really is an important note that plants generating matter goes against the fundamental laws of physics. i'm not sure how much i ascribe to the idea of "negative matter", ESPECIALLY in the form of some weird plant baby...
but then there's the assertion that This is how independent plants are born. "A plant child like Knives and I."
i don't know enough about physics to comment on how theoretically possible that "oscillation in empty space" thing is. "planckian microspace" seems to be a reference to an established study of the "cosmic microwave background". so not entirely baseless, though almost certainly not applicable to this here.
it's interesting. the theories this raises has definitely given me something to think about.
i just wish it wasn't delivered with such blatant fanservice lmao
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