#parental cyclone

[whohasthecards]

Jake always had to be Hangman in front of the brass and the higher ups, he's always prepared and composed when at work. But, he got soft around Mav, the Dagger Squad, and even Cyclone and Warlock. They see Jake, he lets his guard down around them. So, when Mav invites him for a BBQ, he only expected the Daggers, Mav, Cyclone, Warlock, and maybe the mysterious husband Mav has.

But holy shit, Mav invited the Top Gun legendary class of '86, which consists of current and former high-ranking Navy officers. Including THE COMPACFLT, ICEMAN. Who is Mav's husband. All the Daggers are having fun mingling around and talking to others, but Jake was thrown off.

He was expecting a casual event, he didn't think a bunch of his superiors were here. He never had to interact with his superiors without any prep. Jake awkwardly hanged out at the edges or stuck close to Mav, Cyclone, or even Bradley because he suddenly lost all social skills because fuckfuckfuck his hair wasn't combed, he wasn't in uniform, and his clothes aren't even halfway decent. He's not Hangman and it’s only recently he’s gotten used to being Jake around the Dagger Squad. He was shy and only spoke when spoken too and only started to loosen up when he was primarily surrounded by the Daggers.

Although, when he was hanging by Cyclone, the class of '86 asked Cyclone if Jake was his son, which made Jake flush and look at Cyclone worriedly, afraid that he would be offended. He wasn't. He was flattered.

Mav was confused and worried about Jake's recluseness, but decided to wait until later to confront him about it.

Ice was confused because Hangman was quite far from what the rumors say or even what Mav says. (Later on he realizes that Jake was similar to him. Separating Hangman and Jake like how he separates Iceman and Tom/Ice).

#fanfic #top gun maverick #top gun #top gun fandom #jake hangman seresin #jake seresin #pete maverick mitchell #mavdad #tom iceman kazansky #bradley rooster bradshaw #parental cyclone #dadclone #ice pops #icemav #top gun iceman

[weevilweevilweevil]

Every time someone says “Penny Lamb is who she was REINCARNATED INTO” or “they’re in the same universe and are just two separate people with the same name” I lose a year off my lifespan

My argument in 3 screenshots. Note the french braids

#penny lamb #jane doe rtc #ride the cyclone #legoland #talky #i know this is so petty but rtc youtube is. interesting and I got mad #also the fact no parents came to identify her because they were in JAIL!!!

[colucana]

They went to a dungeon and came back with a child (Magluck and Gauche’s child)

Gauche, Magna and Luck went to a dungeon, they get lost in the dungeon, the three are very bored and lost, Luck has an idea. Cue baby appearing out of Gauche’s mirror

Three proud parents and baby bean

Lil baby can’t have a robe yet, auntie Nessa has found the perfect alternative (+ the many name options for the lil child)

Family tree explanation

I remembered i had this idea back in 2021 somehow it only made sense after adding Gauche to the equation.

Besides it’s hilarious to me picturing these three co-parenting

#they have the parenting skills of the first ice age movie trio #gauche adlai #magna swing #luck voltia #marcel bean felix vetto cyclone de wine voltia adlai swing #bean #black clover #black clover oc #black clover fanart #magluck #lugna #lucadoodling

[real-odark]

"st cassians is a boarding school if you are poor, and you, your parents dont love you, how did you get in?"

mischa noel ocean : 🤫🧏‍♂️

#mischas parents be disgusted with him and neglect / kind of hate him. but nah we still pay for him to go to a boarding school #get him OUT!!! #ride the cyclone #jett talks (me) #musical theatre #theatre #musical #musicals #mischa bachinski #noel gruber #ocean o'connell rosenberg

[bird-likes-to-fandom]

If you headcanon that rtc takes place in 2009 (which makes the most sense given that penny is canonical born "way back in the nineties" and though way back could be referring to the decade itself I like to think she's referring to the EARLY nineties - 1992 specifically, which would make her 17 at the time of the crash) the choir would be in their 30s today (... if they didn't die, of course)

Where do you think they'd be?

#The lamb parents would be out of prison!! #I have to go to bed but I'll rb this tomorrow #rtc #ride the cyclone #ocean o'connell rosenberg #noel gruber #mischa bachinski #ricky potts #penny lamb #constance blackwood #legoland #legoland richmond #legoland play #ezra lamb #tammy edwards #bird likes to chirp

[mischaswife]

How the rtc parents reacted hearing their child(ren) died

TW!!!⚠

Noel&jasmine: "O-oh my god..." Was the first thing she said hearing the news that her two children had passed away. She was the first parent to come to the scene. She was mortified as she saw noel and jasmines bodys. All bloody and mutilated.

Mischa: "Oh..." Was what his "parents" said. They never arrived at the scene. They just let it soak in that the child they treated so badly was dead for good. They kinda felt bad too. They watched the news insted of going to the scene. The news also showing their dead bodys.

Constence: They were struck with schock. Their oldest daughter was dead. Her parents were the second people there. Seeing her body made Constences mom have a breakdown. Her dad comferted her.

Ocean: her parents were the last to know. They were shocked, yes but they didnt leave their house and did some stupid hippie ritual in honor of ocean.

Ricky: They were..Very Distraught by the information they recived. Lots of tears. They never went into his bedroom after his passing, They did keep the door open though. So they could always remember their special boy.

Penny: They never found out she died. Ezra did though. He went through a massive depressive episode after her passing. He never told their parents though. He spent alot of time in her room.

(not me almost crying while writeing rickys)

#rtc #ride the cyclone #mischa bachinski #jasmine gruber #noel gruber #ocean o'connell rosenberg #constance blackwood #Ricky potts #penny lamb #legoland #Legoland play #ezra lamb #Rtc parents #Death #trigger warning #Tw #im gonna cry #Why did i write this to be so sad

[runefactorynonsense]

Speedpaint of the RF1/RF4 Chimera while watching a stream!

#Margot's RF Art #three arts in a single (not October) month??? I haven't done that in a long time #Rune Factory #Rune Factory 4 #RF #RF4 #Rune Factory Chimera #RF Chimera #Again inspired by @ Lilaroxa's stream AND me avoiding humans for a little while more #but the Chimera is one of my favorites bosses ANYWAY so I was happy to draw the angry kitty #before there was boss taming I always wanted to know how one could get this guy #always headcanoned that Leona got one and named it Cyclone. terrified her parents. Good kitty #also a reminder that I began as an animal artist and... feels good to prove it FF

[redfurrycat]

Top Gun: Peacock 🤠+🐓= 🦚 [Part 1]

Mitchell Nicholas Bradshaw-Seresin is the son of one Bradley Rooster Bradshaw (Current Top Gun AirBoss, after Beau Cyclone Simpson retires, finally done with Maverick’s bullshit) and one Jake Hangman Seresin (currently test piloting for the Navy when he’s not doing suicide missions and refusing promotions, successor of Pete Maverick Mitchell).

He’s named after two of his grandparents… It’s Icepops’ idea, and everyone quietly agrees, Ice has always the best of ideas after all. Also Mavdad’s all misty-eyed for weeks, and Little Mitchell has his namesake already wrapped around his finger: he’s regaled with stories involving the Original Bradshaws and the Wisest Squad, aka the 86’ promotion.

Soon enough, it becomes quite clear that Mitchell is the absolute carbon copy of his Hangdad (“My Baby looks good, very good, almost too good to be true”…”Yeah, yeah, Seresin, shut the hell up”…”It’s Seresin-Bradshaw to you.”…If no one stops them, those two keep going, and no one wants Dagger Baby to be scarred for life. Natasha Phoenix Trace and Javy Coyote Machado take it upon themselves to protect their favourite godson from his parents’ lovey-dovey bullshit).

However, Roospop teaches his son how to play and sing the Bradshaw song, “Great Balls of Fire”, as well as the Seresin song, “Slow Ride”. He also gifts him a fake Top Gun helmet engraved with his (future) call sign Peacock. One day, Little Mitchell Nicholas asked his pop why he’s sometimes called Rooster and why Grandpa is sometimes referred to as Goose. [When he becomes a navy fighter pilot much later, he wishes to follow the Bradshaw Callsign Tradition and succeeds in choosing his own pilot name, aka Peacock.]

From this point, Mitchell develops an obsession with everything bird-related. He begs his Icepop and Mavdad (“Forget the ‘grand’ part, kiddo, we’re not old”…”Sorry to disappoint you, dear husband of mine, but we are old ”…”Shut you damned good-looking lips, Ice Ice Baby”…Oh yeah, the lovey-dovey bullshit is coming from somewhere :P) to go to the zoo to see ALL the birds. There he’s making friends with real peacocks and is absolutely in awe with their feathers and even brings one home. He also wants to bring back a peacock, Mavdad volunteering for the “stealing” part -anything for his namesake-, but Ice says no and buys him a very big plushie instead…

This is part I of my very first prompt(ish)/fanfic(ish) post EVER on Tumblr…I even did a montage to go with it… Do wonder never cease X)

[But let’s give to Caesar what belongs to his laurelled head. This post first started because I stumbled across this, with the marvellous gifs of moustached Glen Powell from @unicornships​ Tumblr, then @scottishaccentsareawesome​‘s comment about how GP with a moustache is Hangster’s lovechild, then I did some brainstorming because of it, and now here we are!]

More to come….. :)

[part 1] - [part 2] - [part 3] - [part 4] - [part 5] - [part 6] - [part 7] - [part 8]

#Mitchell Nicholas Seresin-Bradshaw au #hangster are daaaaads! #Icemav are distinguished and chaotic (grand)parents! #Phoenix and Coyote are the sensible godparents! #hangster #sereshaw #hangaroo #bradley rooster bradshaw x jake hangman seresin #hangman x rooster #icemav #Cyclone Update: enjoying witnessing what kind of bullshit Seresin has made recently #and sending Bradshaw postcards about his holidays with Warlock… #with several “see?!-see?! what I had to go through all the time?” comments. #Revenge is oh so sweet. #🐈red🐈furry🐈cat🐈tag🐈

[onmysugarcloud]

If you ask me what I'm thinking about at any given moment the answer is usually Ocean O'connell Rosenberg and Constance Blackwood

#ride the cyclone #ride the cyclone musical #rtc #ocean oconnell rosenberg #constance blackwood #rtc fanart #ride the cyclone fanart #my art #fanart #i kept hearing this clip from seven and it makes me think of them and the fics ive read about oceans parents

[holografrick]

does canada have prom? i’m guessing yes😏 anyways ocean def was too busy setting up for school dances to ever get a date

#rtc #ride the cyclone #rtc fanart #either she sewed this or constance’s mom did there’s no way her parents bought her a dress #ride the cyclone fanart #rtc ocean #ocean o'connell fanart

[pollyna]

Beau "Cyclone" Simpson🤝Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw: learned that they always have to knock when the door is closed because they both made the mistake, more than once, to waltz in a room unannounced only to Maverick and Ice in various compromising positions.

#'88 and cocky Cyclon with a big crush on Iceman that walks in his office finding the other teacher he hates on his knee for the man #too many to count: Bradley walking in rooms and finding his parents™️ making out like teenager and more #shared trauma over people loving eachother too much #beau cyclone simpson #bradley rooster bradshaw #tom iceman kazansky #pete maverick mitchell #icemav #and the worst thing is that they don't even stop bc they never realised other people are in the room!!! #they put hands on each other and their brain goes: brain.exe #post top gun

[whohasthecards]

Work and Distractions (Ch 2)

Ch1 (Diners and Late Nights)/Ch 2

“You called me in, Admiral?” Seresin said, standing at attention in front of his desk.

“At ease, Lieutenant, you’re not in trouble,” Cyclone said watching the kid, moving the papers he was looking at to the side.

“Didn’t think I was, sir,” Hangman drawled.

Cocky brat.

Despite that, the sharp line on his shoulders softened.

“Due to scheduling conflicts, the earliest we can deploy you is a month from now,” he said, watching the younger man who gave no indication whether or not he was disappointed. “However, your instructors say that you’re eager to work, much more so than whatever your paperwork implies. Additionally, it seems like you have aspirations to move up the ranks.”

“I like having something to do, sir, being higher in the ranks allows that and prohibits that at the same time,” Hangman said evenly. “I love flying, sir, but I understand that I can not do that all the time, might as well do something else between that.”

Smart kid.

“Well, Top Gun is empty right now. Only you remain in the barracks. Everyone else is preparing for the next batch of Top Gun graduates, maintenance, and catching up on administrative tasks. Might as well make yourself useful,” Cyclone said, handing Hangman a folder. “The mechanics are doing maintenance on the jets, you know your jet based on the manual, but you’ve never delved deep inside of it, have you?”

“Not more than what was required of me, sir, the Navy wanted the mechanics to focus on that,” Seresin replied, opening the folder with details on what he would be doing for the day.

“Well, back in my day, pilots and backseaters were more involved in hands-on, plane maintenance. Are you going to let us old timers be better than you at that?” Cyclone drawled out, staring at Hangman in the eye.

Seresin’s brow furrowed before he snapped the folder shut and straightened up, “Back in your day you were flying what would be now considered a fossil, sir,” Hangman said smirking. “I’ll go report to the hangar.”

“Good man,” Cyclone said, the corner of his lip twitching when he noticed Seresin leaving the room with a little more bounce on his step.

—

“How did he do? Any trouble?” Cyclone asked, approaching Warrant Officer Walker who was watching the mechanics and Seresin from afar who seemed to be delving in underneath the jet.

Walker snorted, giving a small smile as he rubbed his chin, “Eh, he’s just like the other kids in these parts.”

“Oh?”

“Young, confident, full of shit, but a good kid, this one works hard,” Walker said, smiling at Cyclone. “I heard this one was the last winner of Top Gun, I gotta say I was a bit worried. I know those kids talk a lot of shit, but damn, did I almost think you assigned him to me as punishment.”

“Not like you to judge a man before meeting him,” Cyclone said, crossing his arms, brows furrowed.

Walker shrugged, “The rumor mill is a bit more crazier these days, or that kid just special. Plus, heard some of the comments he said to his classmates, well, the kid has a mouth on ‘im.”

That’s saying something considering they were all in the military.

“He still got that mouth, but it ain’t anythin’ bad, just the usual young men talking shit and making fun with one another. Nothing close to what little I heard from ‘im before,” Walker said.

He mostly supervised the cohort from afar, and the few times he was directly involved, was a few minutes, with the men all in their best behavior. However, he did read the reports, but reports are for report keeping, not for a reflection of real life.

“I see,” Cyclone said, frowning and crossing his arms.

He watched as Seresin crawled out from under the jet, arms of his flight suit tied at the waist, and white shirt covered in grease. He stood up and looked like he was pouting when he looked down at his grease covered hands. Hangman finally noticed Cyclone when he looked up, grinning and giving the Admiral a two-fingered salute.

Cyclone felt Walker’s eyes in the side of his head as Cyclone nodded at the boy to go help out the other mechanics.

“You like the kid, don’t ya?” Walker mused, before Cyclone could reply the other man clapped a hand on his shoulder, squeezing it. “Bring ‘im around whenever, I’ll look after ‘im.”

Cyclone patted Walker’s shoulder in response.

—

“Is it true that you got engine oil dunked in your hair when you were an ensign?” Hangman blurted out.

Cyclone slowly raised his head from the paper Seresin gave him to look at Seresin with a raised brow. It was a week after Hangman started working with the mechanics, and if he wasn’t doing that, he was studying the documents used at Top Gun with him at the office. He was helping him sort through survey data, and the report Seresin produced was much more impressive than he expected.

Seresin simply stared back, curiosity sparking in his eyes.

“Where in the rumor mill did you find that?” Cyclone drawled.

“Warrant Officer Walker, Admiral,” Hangman said dutifully.

The vein in Cyclone’s forehead twitched, he should have figured that sooner.

Goddammit Lucas.

“You shouldn’t believe everything you hear, Lieutenant Seresin,” Cyclone said looking back down at the paper.

“That’s why I’m confirming the facts with you, sir,” Hangman said, lips pressed tightly together to prevent it from twitching upwards.

“I can neither confirm nor deny those allegations,” Cyclone said drily, flipping the paper to the next page.

However, he couldn’t help but smile when he heard the hold back a snort, grinning brightly at him.

—

“-- You should hear about the time Simpson here wrote 10 pages of bullshit tryin’ to justify flyin’ in shitty weather for ‘practice’--”

“It worked didn’t it?” Cyclone said glaring at Walker who simply smiled at him in response.

“You grouch at all of the young’ins bein’ little shits, but you weren’t much different weren’t ya, Admiral?”

“And you grouch at your mechanics being lazy, but at least they haven’t been caught sleeping on top of a jet–”

“Hey, it was durin’ my lunch break! You know, the time we suppos’ to be relaxin’ ‘stead of doing all that dumb paperwork!” Walker said lightly bumping Cyclone’s shoulder laughing.

Seresin looked past one of the turbines of the jet he was working on and leaned over to Ben, an aircraft mechanic around his age. “They always like this?”

Ben snorted as he pulled at one of the wires, “I’ve only been here a few months, but the others say they’ve been at it for years. They tight, man.”

“Huh,” Hangman said curiously as he watched an Admiral get his hands dirty helping Walker with something with the engine.

“Anyways, come bring that ratchet and bring your ass down here, I’m gonna show you something–”

—

“Come on boys and gal! Your favourite Air Boss ‘ere buyin’ a round o’ drinks. Even Almighty Admirals lose bets from time to time, yeah?” Walker said grinning as he hooked an arm around Cyclone’s shoulder as he was walking towards the mechanics still working on planes.

Hangman has never seen the Admiral look so dishevelled, with grease all over his clothes, and an annoyed scowl on his face. He looked at Ben who simply shrugged at him in response, also unsure about what was happening.

“I’m going to make you buy us all a round once we get there, Lucas,” Simpson hissed as he pushed the other man away as Walker simply laughed in response.

“Maybe you’ll be buyin’ ‘nother round once we get there,” Walker said grinning.

“If it’s pool, the Admiral got you beat 4 times out of 5, Chief,” One of the older mechanics chipped in.

“20 push ups for that, sergeant,” Walker said, wagging a finger at him.

—

“What. The. Fuck.” Hangman said jaw dropping as Cyclone ran the table clean in a few minutes. The last shot brought the last two balls in their pocket at the same time.

Cyclone smirked at Walker, “Next round on you. Unless, best of 3 to make you feel better?”

Walker rolled his eyes, “Nah, don’t wanna ruin the good mood, prick, okay boys! Next round on me!”

Ben nudged Hangman’s on the shoulder, “I’m gonna get a beer, want another one?”

Hangman shook his head, “Nah, it feels like a Sprite kind of night.”

Ben snorted, “You get free drinks and you’re ordering one of the cheapest drinks on the menu.”

Hangman flashed a charming smile, “I’m a charitable man.”

Ben rolled his eyes before heading towards the bar.

Hangman took a sip of the beer he had.

“Enjoying yourself, Seresin?” Cyclone said approaching him, still holding the cue stick.

“It was a great show, sir, very impressive,” Hangman said, tipping his drink at him.

Cyclone smiled, “You play pool?”

Hangman shook his head, “Not really, Jav- Lieutenant Machado started teachin’ me when we first got here, but I barely get a straight shot in.”

“Want to play a round? Teach you a couple of things?” Cyclone asked, tilting his head towards the table.

Seresin took another sip of his beer, his feet shuffling a bit. Eyes darting towards his other coworkers before looking at the pool table. The bar was pretty crowded–

“Maybe next time, sir,” Hangman said. “Give me some time to practice, so at least I gotta chance against ya,” Seresin continued, giving his signature smirk.

Cyclone’s eyes softened, “I’ll hold you to that, Lieutenant,” he said patting his shoulder. “Go have fun with people your age, shoo.”

Hangman rolled his eyes, “Aye, aye.”

—

Cyclone set a cup of coffee and a paper bag on Hangman’s desk, making the younger man look up from his computer to narrow his eyes at the Admiral.

“Coffee and an apple pastry I got from out of base,” Cyclone said nonchalantly.

Hangman scowled, “What data am I gonna analyze this time?”

Cyclone smirked, “You’ll like this one, it’s survey data among the perspectives of both active, reserved, and retired naval aviators.” He watched as Hangman’s eyes briefly lit up as he handed the packet to him.

“I mean, I suppose this may not be as interestin’ as Chief Walker’s activities,” Hangman drawled. “But I guess I’ll make some time for this.”

Cyclone snorted, reaching out and ruffling the boy’s hair as he headed out, “Make sure to eat before you start!” He called out, ignoring the boy’s squawk of protest.

—

“--It may be beneficial to conduct focus group discussions or 1-1 interviews to get a more in depth analysis of the survey data, Admiral,” Hangman reported, as Cyclone skimmed through the file he was just given.

“Excellent point Lieutenant, are you interested in participating in said interviews?” Cyclone asked.

“As an interviewee? Yes, as an interviewer? Nah, I prefer being in the air rather than stuck behind a desk, sir, reading the perspectives is interestin’, don’t get me wrong, but not my main thing,” Hangman said, shrugging before slumping down on the chair in front of Beau’s desk.

Cyclone smiled at him.

“Good work, Lieutenant, I’ll go through it all tomorrow, and send it out to other sections for analysis.”

“Of course, sir,” Hangman said, giving a small smile. “Just,” Hangman paused and bit his lip, “Maybe get a couple of others to proofread it just in case, yeah?”

Cyclone’s eyes softened, “Of course, kid, but I’m sure they won’t find much wrong with it.”

Hangman turned away, a light blush rising up his neck.

“Anyways, are you free tonight?” Cyclone asked.

Hangman looked at him curiously, “Yes-?”

“Want to play pool?” Cyclone asked, watching Hangman’s conflicted expression. “I know a pool hall nearby, it’s not as crowded as the Hard Deck. I told you I was going to teach you a few things,” Cyclone mused before stopping. “It’s not an order, Seresin, just an open offer,” Cyclone said.

“I-sure, where is it?” Seresin asked.

Cyclone smiled and gave him the address and time.

“Don’t wear your uniform.”

—

“Uhhh, so I don’t exactly know all the rules.”

“Well, there are the base rules, and then some house rules, which can make a game of 8-ball slightly different–”

“Sounds complicated.”

“You fly jets for a living, you’ll be fine, kid. As long as you can tell whether the ball is solid or stripes, you’ll be alright.”

—

“Keep your elbow steady, don’t move upwards, until after the whole shot is done,” Beau said coaching from the side, watching the blond stare at the cue ball in concentration.

Seresin slid the cue forward, the cue slipping sideways on the bridge hand, barely hitting the cue ball making it spin sadly to the side, 6 inches from where it started.

Seresin groaned as he straightened up and pouted. Beau took pity on him and took the cue ball, placing it where it was before.

“Come on, kid, you can do it, chalk the tip and try again,” Beau said, handing him the chalk.

Hangman took a deep breath and readied himself again. His form was still tense, trying to get used to his footing. He hit the cue ball straight into the solid ball, making the shot. Hangman straightened up and gave a cheer.

He looked so young.

“Good job,” Beau said, smiling. “Now what’s your next shot?”

#fanfic #top gun maverick #top gun #top gun fandom #jake hangman seresin #jake seresin #dadclone #dadmiral #parental cyclone #beau cyclone simpson #top gun fanfiction

[yourdeepestfathoms]

headcanon that Ocean doesn’t have a lock on her bedroom door, so she keeps a chair wedged underneath the doorknob to make sure it stays shut while she sleeps. it’s not much, but it makes her feel a little safer in her house.

once when she forgot the chair, she woke up in the middle of the night to her mother standing in the corner of her room, staring at her. when she called her mother out, her mom walked out without a word. to this day, Ocean swears up and down that her mom was holding a knife, but it was too dark to tell for sure, and she had been quite delirious from just waking up, so she could have just been seeing things. still, she didn’t sleep for the rest of the night, and now she double checks that the chair is in place every time she goes to bed.

#the more i learn about mania caused by drug addiction the more i develop that into ocean’s home life #also MAYBE i’ve been watching one too many mr. nightmare videos recently #and MAYBE i’ve been craving a bit of horror #this can be considered horror can’t it? like softcore horror? #girl was literally being watched while she slept #that’s pretty creepy if you ask me #anyway #her parents get worse and worse as time goes on #let’s see what else i can come up with ;) #ride the cyclone #rtc #rtc headcanons #ride the cyclone headcanons #ocean o'connell rosenberg

[gay-little-axolotl]

and then he ran into her knife

he ran into her knife 10 times 😔

#throwback to when my parents brought me to watch Chicago when I was 11 because they didn’t know what it was about #ride the cyclone #rtc musical #rtc #noel gruber #noel rtc #noel ride the cyclone #monique gibeau #chicago #cw blood #tw blood

[fadedflora]

i have not listened to hamilton in like a week why is he STILL HERE

read the tags if you want to see me talk about musicals for a little TOO long

#this is no hate to you mr leslie odom jr #but i have most certainly listened to other musicians/bands more #anyways i'd say the rest is accurate #my bff and i have been doing a musical binge #started with wicked -> ride the cyclone -> shrek -> legally blonde -> falsettos #i cried twice at falsettos btw it's so fucked up (i loved it sm) #i've listened to wicked before but haven't actually *seen* it so that was nice #i've also heard a couple songs from ride the cyclone & falsettos b4 so i already knew they'd be good #and i've seen shrek the musical like 3 times bc i unironically love it #overall opinions: ride the cyclone might have my favorite cast of characters and i think falsettos might be my favorite musical now #fav songs (for funsies): #ride the cyclone: noel's lament / the ballad of jane doe / jawbreaker / space age bachelor man (insane song btw) #wicked: no good deed / popular #shrek: i know it's today / don't let me go / i think i got you beat / this is our story / what's up duloc? #falsettos: this had better come to a stop / i'm breaking down / four jews in a room bitching / a tight-knit family/love is blind #falsettos cont.: everyone hates his parents / falsettoland/about time #legally blonde: blood in the water / positive / ireland / chip on my shoulder / so much better / whipped into shape / take it like a man #legally blonde cont.: bend and snap / there! right there! / legally blonde / legally blonde - remix / find my way/finale #SORRY I OPENED A PANDORA'S BOX WHEN I STARTED TALKING ABOUT MUSICALS #i really should've posted this on my other acc oh well #okay i'm gonna shut up now im so sorry LMAO #falsettos #legally blonde musical #legally blonde the musical #shrek the musical #shrek musical #wicked #wicked musical #ride the cyclone

[bird-likes-to-fandom]

rtc theme park idea

ofc there's the cyclone

karnak greets all the visitors and reads their fortunes as part of the admission process

the six all have rides themed to their songs + their favorite rides permanently fixed there

jane's coaster is called the Decapitator and the gift shop sells little headless dolls. The Decapitator is TERRIFYING and hurts people's necks.

Constance has a coaster called the Sugar Cloud (with a snack shack nearby called the Sugar Cloud Cafe) and has lots of loops and is generally really fun and a family favorite.

Noel's got a tavern called the Boozy Floozy Flashing Light Tavern (it's shortened by locals and regulars) and the tallest coaster in the with intricate painted circus/fair details on the cart called the Neverending Carnival. When you ride it you can see the whole park. People say getting off the Neverending Carnival makes them feel drunk.

Ricky's got a Zolar themed story-packed coaster like silver dollar city's Fire in the Hole and the gift shop sells comics about Zolar.

Mischa has one coaster that's a thrill ride that plays rap music while you wait in line, and another that plays Ukrainian folk music that is more of a scenic ride. (the guide on the coaster tells a story of two lovers tragically torn apart as they ride)

Ocean's coaster is a kiddie coaster called the Headline Maker. There's a theater in kiddieland that puts on the improv scenarios and teaches kids moral lessons.

#sometime's karnak will be in the middle of a fortune and a man in a rat costume will run up and attack the box #my friend bucket made an excellent comment about character acotrs around the park!! #actors** #there's a jane doe wandering around asking for her family #begging you to tell her who she is #but she's seen the least out of the others #and there are people playing the townsfolk of uranium (the parents and siblings and tammy edwards + her family #and the cut characters) #there's an ezra lamb who's asking people if they've seen his sister. he hands out flyers with her face on them #rtc #ride the cyclone #ocean o'connell rosenberg #noel gruber #mischa bachinski #ricky potts #rtc jane doe #jane doe rtc #constance blackwood #bird likes to chirp