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safetyrat · 8 months

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hello, my name is rovin, and I have immense blood on the clocktower themed autism! so i wanted to leave a ramble on my thoughts here on the hermit version of it, as somebody who has ~80 games under my belt

I have only watched impulse's episode until now, and there will be spoilers!

- first of, big props to the builds, the clocktower is so fun and i love it when everybody has their own little houses. plus, the podiums!!! biggest downside of playing this game in a non physical space is not having those, this is so fun to watch, just, visually

- Impulse is iconic

- everybody stumbling at the beginning not knowing how much information was appropriate to give was very funny to watch. generally, new groups are always sweet. its clear most of them are used to the format of werewolf or maybe among us - there was a far bigger focus on social reads, compared to information!

- iskall played incredibly well for what i assume was his first game? grasping the purpose of the soldier to pretend to be a stronger character and stop kills from the get-go isnt unimpressive

- impulse was on another level though! going undercover almost entirely was scary and he gave of such a good read, to me at least. sacrificing his minion when needed and convincing xisuma not to vote on him, absolutely deserved the win

- the way xisuma played is just. so me in games that drag on for three hours djkfhfj "what is going on, youre talking too much so you are suspicious" absolute mood

- props to cleo above all! she did an amazing job storytelling, with only one or two rulings that weren't exactly clean and I believe not a single mistake? which, thinking back on my own first time storytelling...

- having this little game arena built makes me excited for the prospect of having more games with different players - maybe joe as a full player rather than traveller!

overall this is great fun and i hoped it achieved some publicity for what i believe is the best social deduction game out there

#hermitcraft #mcyt #blood on the clocktower #zombiecleo #impulsesv #iskall85 #xisumavoid

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stormandstuff · 5 months

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So.. Like. Song for an insane!Grian or evil-watcher!grian au..?

Just-

‘Insane’ by Black Gryph0n and Baasik. (It’s a Hazbin Hotel song)

Like, the start is pretty much Scar introducing the evil boi.

‘Dearly beloved for your entertainment, it’s my pleasure to hell’s Hermitcraft’s latest arrival ’

The start could be Grian’s intro to Hermitcraft S6, although he is instead tricking the Hermits into thinking he’s innocent and lost. (Totally not a Watcher or heavily unstable individual)

‘Hello it’s nice to meet you! Can you tell me where I am?’

‘I don’t know how I got here. But I think I’m starting to understand’

‘I don’t belong among the angels. And baby that’s fine with me’ - Watchers?? He broke away or is trying to convince the hermits that he’s good? Or he’s accepting that he has twisted morals in terms of just simply being insane?

He could be explaining things to Scar, especially if they’re in league. With Scar being the one introducing him, and the one he gets linked to in Double life.

‘The thing I did up there were highschool’ YHS/TS - Casually being a murderer whilst a teenager. He almost definitely would have gone insane after that kind of childhood.

Saying that people just got in his way. (Maybe Evo and the Watchers?)

‘I promise honey I can feel your pain’ - Double life Desert Duo. Do I need to say more?

‘Haven’t been the same since I expired’ - End of TS (endless void) or EVO (casual kidnapping) or even just the end of Third Life when he was the last one standing.

All of these could have easily driven C!Grian to insanity/hunger for power.

‘And now I have the power to bathe all of you in entertaining fire’ - He controls and enjoys the life games in this AU. He uses his Watcher powers to be entertained by the suffering of the other players.

Him talking about recognising someone as a previous old pal - could be so many different people. Sam? Taurtis? Mumbo? Scar? The EVO gang? All of them??

‘Tell me do you demons players bleed?’ - AU Grian is obsessed over the Life games and all his other death inspired or causing games. (TAG, Demise, etc)

AAAAAA?!?

#Grian #YHS #yhs grian #goodtimeswithscar #watcher grian #the watchers #insane Grian #traffic life series #trafficblr #how do I tag ;-;#evil Grian #hermitblr #hermitcraft #third life #purple is watcher Grian #blue is YHS/TS Grian #red is normal Hermitcraft or unspecific Grian #tokyo soul #desert duo

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beekeeperspicnic · 1 year

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What a nice day to reconceptualise my entire game

Last night I reblogged this lovely post from @inkonice-main talking about Holmes and Watson's relationship as a great love story (whether romantic or platonic), and it's been clanging around in my brain ever since.

Just in case you stumbled across this post randomly, I'm currently making a cosy mystery Sherlock Holmes game set in Sussex, which has Holmes trying to put together a picnic for Watson. My plan is to write them in a close platonic friendship or queerplatonic partnership because that interpretation means a lot to me, but to keep it shipper friendly and leave the possibility open that they are a romantic couple.

The problem I've been toying over for the entire six months of development so far is WHY Holmes has decided to drop everything and make this ultimate picnic for Watson. What's his motivation, dah-ling?

And I've cycled through a few ideas:

He doesn't need a reason, elaborate theatre is how he shows affection. Perhaps true, but that doesn't give much of an emotional base for the game.

It's all sparked off by Watson writing and publishing the Creeping Man, the story with all the "The relations between us in those latter days were peculiar" content. But it never quite flowed for me. If Watson is happy with Holmes in Sussex, why is he writing so discontentedly? It also felt like telling-not-showing for players.

I thought perhaps it could be spurred on by Holmes having a nightmare where he's back on a case everything goes wrong. He realises that both he and Watson are in the twilight of their lives and if he doesn't tell Watson plainly how he feels, he may lose the chance. This is closer to working for me, but I think a dream being a character's primary motivation is silly and lazy, and this anxiety Holmes has doesn't seem reflected in the fact that they're living together happily. To the player it's obvious Watson already knows Holmes loves him, so there's no tension.

Then I read that post, and it all clicked. Because let's look at the Canon: it is a love story, but like most love stories of glorious intensity, things have not always run smoothly.

Holmes has withheld truths. He pretended to be dead for years. He constantly toys with his health and causes Watson pain and anxiety. All the paths Watson laid out for his life have been disrupted by his adoration of this brilliant but challenging man. Years of living together at this frantic, breakneck, head-over-heels pace seem to have taken their toll: Holmes suddenly wants to retreat from the world and take up his beekeeping, and Watson remarries and doesn't follow him, as he needs to live his own life. By His Last Bow, it seems they haven't seen each other for years.

"We heard of you as living the life of a hermit among your bees and your books in a small farm upon the South Downs," says Watson, suggesting he's never visited. But they reconnect, and thankfully the spark between them is still there. War is looming on the horizon, and both fear it may take their lives - "Stand with me here upon the terrace, for it may be the last quiet talk that we shall ever have," says Holmes.

That's where we leave them, looking out over a moonlit sea waiting for the dawn, exchanging words that they fear will be parting ones.

But the reader is left with the hope that perhaps they won't be parted again this time. War can't separate these two, surely? Nothing can.

So. That's where the picnic comes in, as a last coda in this great love story.

The War is over. Holmes and Watson have reunited. Perhaps Watson visits Holmes more often now, widowed once again. And Holmes realises that what both of them need now is to be together.

Except how does he say that, as someone who does not share his innermost thoughts easily?

The picnic represents the one chance that Holmes feels he has to say, I've treated you badly. I've made mistakes. But we can get through them, because we love each other. Let's not be parted ever again. Come and stay with me here.

The picnic isn't just a picnic.

It's a proposal.

So like, no pressure, players. :P

EDIT:

Just to clarify because I think my wording confused some folks - My plan is still to write them in a close platonic friendship or queerplatonic partnership and to keep it shipper friendly and leave the possibility open that they are a romantic couple.

The change is just that in my original storyline Watson had been living with Holmes for years, and now I'm playing with the idea of exploring the picnic being the moment when they commit to living together for the rest of their lives.

#beekeepers picnic #sherlock holmes #his last bow #johnlock #acd johnlock #holmes and watson #sussex retirement #game dev thoughts

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ty-bayonet-betteridge · 17 days

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heavenly hermits au update:

Grian is a Watcher who claimed the Hermitcraft server to keep other Watchers away from it, in order to protect Mumbo; he started lurking on it as the server cryptid in s6 and was officially welcomed in s7.

Mumbo was a normal human up until s7, when he started delving into dark magic. His s7 base held his heart and acted as a second life for him; in s8 he added the conjuring of end crystals to his repertoire and became a de facto Watcher after stealing Grian's soul.

Zedaph is the god of death, and facilitates the process of respawning in the server. He regularly forgets that he has a job to do because he's busy getting distracted by weird game mechanics, and other hermits have to message him to ask him to revive their friends.

Pearl thought she was a normal human until S9's crossover; after remembering the events of ESMP1, she also gains access to her divine power as Santa Perla.

Gem is her S9/ESMP2 character, a dimension-hopping celestial being with powerful nature magic who mostly uses her powers to LARP.

Doc gained the powers of a Developer after slaying one in PVP, and now holds dominion over code. He mostly uses this power to make his farms more efficient.

Tango is the Deepfrost Citadel, and has been growing in power since the first Decked Out in S7. He gets more powerful with every Hermit who plays his game.

BDubs is a living saint of the sun, and has some divine power as a result, which he has convinced himself makes him a god. The actual gods on the server, especially Gem (who gave him his sainthood), think this is very cute.

Joel is still his ESMP2 character, a god of lightning and thunder. He uses this power extensively and capriciously.

Scar and Cub are Vexes, and through their worship of Vex deities, have become functionally immortal via essentially having a permanent Totem of Undying effect.

Iskall was among the first Players ever to exist, and escaped the purge of the first group of players by fleeing to another universe. He has been dimension-hopping since the birth of the multiverse, picking up various magics and technologies along the way, until he was functionally indistinguishable from a god.

Xisuma is a completely normal guy. He didn't set out to cultivate a server of mostly gods. He doesn't know how this happened.

#hermitblr #hermitcraft #hermitcraft au #heavenly hermits au

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rontra · 23 days

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How does failteacher Yuri interact with the greater plot of persona 5? I remember Toriumi mentioning 'some weird shit in 2010', but do the two of them have to deal with stuff like Kamoshida's change of heart and the principal's death?

the current policy is that unless something directly and immediately relevant comes up the answer is "it doesn't"

for 2 reasons. number one is that i don't feel like binding myself to the month-by-month timeline of p5-the-game in too much detail, because i'm lazy, and making my AU up as i go (lol). and the second reason is that observing the plot from a completely uninitiated unrelated POV is just not very interesting to me....... orz

one important thing about my failteacher AU is that it's a casual n sloppy style(!!) project that i do this way because it's fun (and as soon as i stop having fun i will stop making it). the vibe of creating it is just as important as the vibe of reading it. my worry is that committing too hard to ~The P5 Plot Is Happening Among Us~ would have me too distracted by logistics and timeline puzzles that aren't even relevant to the story i'm trying to tell, and suck the fun out of the project for me...

due to the year difference btween the 2 games, the plot of P3 did happen in 2009-2010 (the "weird shit" comment was in a doodle but yes it did happen and parts of it will be Main Comic Material later when relevant) (and i think its obvious enough from comics like #3 and general characterization that the Hermit 1-10 arc took place) (BUT MODIFIED IN VERY IMPORTANT PLACES. LOL) but obviously toriumi was an uninitiated & unrelated POV to that game so she doesn't really know that much about it outside of the parts that directly impacted her (which to be fair. are pretty serious)

p5 is much scarier because its looming on the horizon in FRONT of us and i hate being confined by a tangentially-related-at-best timeline. directly dealing with stuff like the fallout of palace 1 is a MAYBE? but ONLY because there are tangible Relevant consequences for -us- (more scrutiny placed on shujin teachers -> ms chouno gets on kawakami's ass, etc)

im gonna be real withyou i didnt even remember the principal dies. MDHNBFGB sorry to this man

all in all its just like. 99% of the plot of p5 is stuff these people are not privy to (kawakami's % is removed due to her no longer being joker's confidant thanks to hermit meddling) + committing to that timeline too hard would be abrasive to the comic + im much more versed in p3 minutiae anyway (especially later on in the p5 year). so its kind of like. well. just try not to Expect anything too major xD

if smthg catches my interest and i can work with it to make an interesting development, sure. but in the end its like why would i risk binding myself to specific points of a timeline and incurring Untold Rammys when i could simply not do that to myself. you know 😭

HOWEVER. FOR UNRELATED REASONS THAT ARE IMPORTANT BUT MAY OR MAY NOT PAY DIVIDENDS LATER (<- what did he mean by this?) it is seeming INCREASINGLY LIKELY that we might in fact currently be in the autumn -before- p5, meaning joker enrolls come spring in a few months and the game starts then.

^this paragraph directly contradicts everything above it but its fine. i have my reasons. just don't hold me to it TOO closely. i don't want to commit to a timeline just to be boxed in by unforeseen consequences later. but if you were curious there is a quiet notion in the background that says the plot of p5 proper hasn't started yet.

it's a "soft fuzzy timeline" but that's Secretly where we're at in it . kawakami bitching about her awful new student come April <3

So Perhaps Time Will Tell. if they're still doing this shit come May maybe i get to blow kamoshida up or whatever

#BREAKING THEIR SILENCE. failteacher timeline CONFIRMED?#Cut because Long

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lovelynim · 9 months

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Old friends, old habits

Nu: Carnival - Kuya x Quincy

A/N: I procrastinated this for more than I’d like to admit (and I’m still not sure if I like how this one turned out…), but better “done than perfect”, right? Hahah… (help me)

Summary: After having his patience tested for a while, Quincy decides to do something to get rid of Kuya.

Word count: 1598 words

Topper continued to move among the bushes, following the scent of wild berries as he did so. The little creature looked around, trying to find the source of the smell between the leaves and branches while taking advantage of his size to not get caught into anything. When he finally found it, Topper let out a happy squeal, using his little claws and teeth to break the small branch.

Carrying it back, the little companion let out another squeal when he found its partner, trying to get Quincy’s attention. The hermit looked down, giving his furry friend a small smile as he took the branch from his mouth, picking the berries and placing them into a basket. “Just a couple more and it should do it,” he stood back up, listening to Topper’s squeals. “Hmm… no, it’s too troublesome. Leave that for another day.”

The duo continued their little banter for a couple more moments before Topper dove back into the thick bushes, the sound of the leaves moving slowly going quieter and quieter until it could no longer be heard - at least, by someone not used to the woods.

Quincy, on the other hand, returned his attention to the taller trees. The two of them had been out for a while, picking up all kinds of fruits from the Wood territory for an upcoming meeting with Topper’s friends and, well, the Grand Sorcerer.

Despite the troublesome activities, the hermit didn’t mind paying a little effort in preparing a few things - after all, he and Topper were the hosts. As much as it may sound out of his character, Quincy felt somewhat at ease knowing he would be able to see Eiden again soon.

The search was going smoothly so far, no problems, monsters or hostile animals had crossed his or Topper’s way. Vines, berries, branches, flowers, some special leaves… the list was almost completed. It was easy… too easy, in fact.

“To think you’d be picking up this stuff for that fraud,” an uninterested voice came from above, the monotone of disappointment was clear. “He even dragged you to his schemes, how very dull of you, old friend.”

Quincy closed his eyes, taking a deep breath as he refused to look up to that fox. If the task itself wasn’t a burden, dealing with Kuya was. It should be the best course of action to not play into his games and simply ignore any comment, after all, he didn’t want to entice the old fox any further.

Nothing as his words were left without an answer, Kuya resumed with his comments, shifting his position on the branch he was sitting on. “Can you really amuse yourself with such things?”

Again, nothing but silence. The kitsune tilted his head, sighing in annoyance. Wandering his eyes across the scene, Kuya spotted the hermit trying to reach for a different branch, standing on the tip of his toes despite being tall himself. The fox smirked, twirling his finger in the air, using his magic to move the said branch a little higher, out of the blonde’s reach.

As he scoffed a chuckle, Quincy knew it wouldn’t be so easy to get rid of the other - simply ignoring him wouldn’t do it. “...what do you want?” He muttered, now finally acknowledging his presence.

“I’m simply worried about you, old friend. Losing yourself in that fraud’s schemes,” Kuya hummed, vanishing out into thin air and reappearing by Quincy’s side on the ground, all in a blink of an eye.

Already used to his elusive nature, the hermit’s expression remained unbothered, uninterested in what Kuya had to say. “It’s not like you to care about it,” Quincy muttered, stopping as he was about to take another step when Kuya was, now, standing in front of him.

“If the others want to play along with the fraud, it’s their problem. You should be happy I care for you so much, old friend.”

“You’re being troublesome,” the hermit continued, taking a step to the side before continuing to walk past Kuya. He knew how much trouble the fox could cause if he wanted, but he still didn’t get why he was so bothered by the idea of him and Eiden seeing each other. Did he not want the Grand Sorcerer in the Wood Territory? Hadn’t they settled those differences before?

…was it all just to pester him?

Troublesome.

Shaking off those thoughts, Quincy decided it was time to focus on his task again. After all, the faster he finished it, the sooner he would be able to end this interaction with Kuya. While the hermit resumed his search, the yokai eyed the basket he left behind, with all the things he and Topper had gathered in the past hour. A new idea popped up in his head, making him grin wickedly.

By the time Quincy turned back, with some other plants in hand, the basket was already nowhere to be found. The fox, however, was standing in the same place, feigning ignorance about the whole scene, waiting to delight himself with the blonde’s reactions.

“Is something wrong, old friend?” Kuya mocked, hiding part of his devilish grin behind his fingers.

“...where is it?” Quincy turned his attention to the fox, dropping the items he was holding and slowly making his way towards the other.

“What do you mean? What is ‘it’ you are talking about?”

“Stop fooling around. Where is the basket, old fox?” Quincy frowned, standing right in front of Kuya, looking down into his eyes while the other slightly tilted his head up to face him, still smiling confidently.

Kuya tilted his head, not giving up the act. In fact, the yokai looked very much amused by the other’s frustration. “I have no idea, old frien- agh!”

Before he could finish his sentence, a sudden and surprised grunt broke through his lips as the hermit pressed and cornered him against a nearby tree. The yokai raised his eyebrow in amusement, finally managing to earn an actual reaction from the blonde.

“Oh, did I anger you, old friend?” Kuya mused, tilting his head as he continued with his act. Quincy, not expecting the hermit to be so attached to that human. “Are you going to fight me because of that fraud? ~ Now that would be amus- hnng!!”

Much to his disappointment, Quincy wasn’t exactly planning to throw hands with him. After all, he was well aware of how much of a pain Kuya could be as an opponent. But, thankfully, the hermit still remembered a less troublesome way to get the fox to behave - one he hasn’t resorted to in ages.

“Where is the basket?” He muttered, using one hand to keep Kuya’s wrists pinned, while the other squeezed and dug at the yokai’s ribs with ease.

“W-whahat do you t-thihinking- ahAHAh, s-stohohop that!” The fox laughed through his gritted teeth, twisting his torso as much as he could inside the hermit’s hold, but finding no room for a break from the assault.

Kuya couldn’t exactly be sure because of how hard he was pressing his eyes, but, if someone asked him, he would swear he saw a small smile form on his old friend’s face. “I’m tickling you,” Quincy continued in his usual uninterested monotone.

“How duhuhull o-of yohohou- ack! Quihit it already!” The other laughed, protesting as panicked started to kick in. Not only that dull hermit was stupidly resistant and skilled against his magic, but he couldn’t focus to make it work.

Memories of when Kuya was still a young yokai and Quincy just a kid came back from the bottom of his mind. How the two of them would fool around each other like this, tease and taunt each other into it. But now, as a grown up man and a century old yokai, this was just… despicable!

“D-dohon’t you thihink- ahAHah, w-we ahare tohohoo o-old fohor this?!” He insisted, but his words quickly fell on deaf ears. Quincy didn’t seem to be open to conversation - as hard headed as ever.

“If you don’t give me my basket back,” Quincy started, lowering his head a little to speak into Kuya’s ear, “I’ll tickle you until the magic you used on it vanishes, old fox.”

His words soon resulted in an adorable blush taking place in the yokai’s cheeks, totally in contrast with his threatening and intimidating usual nature. Despite his laughter bubbling freely, Kuya would swear he was upset, totally offended by such a thing.

“Still not giving in?” Quincy continued, chuckling quietly as his hands hovered lower, giving the other man’s hips a strong pinch, making an embarrassing squeal escape his lips. “Do you really want me to keep going? If I remember correctly, the spot is right h-”

“Enough!” Kuya cut through his words, gathering all the strength he had left to call for the other’s attention.

“So?” Quincy mused, surprised by how quickly he managed to further the yokai - and, especially, how easy it was to get him to submit. If the others heard about this… “where is it?”

“Behind you, you dull moron,” Kuya snapped, practically hissing as Quincy let go of him and calmly walked to the basket. As the hermit picked up his belongings, the yokai continued, “if you dare to spread the word about it, old friend, I’ll make sure to burn you into a pile of dust.”

Quincy turned his head back, but the fox was already nowhere to be found, disappearing in thin air, just like when he showed up. The blonde smiled, letting out an amused chuckle, “...troublesome old fox.”

#nu carnival #nu carnival tickling #nu carnival kuya #nu carnival quincy #lee!kuya #ticklish!kuya #ler!quincy #tickle fic

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ajfoxships · 3 months

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so two new hermits have been confirmed for season ten. I have several hypothesis on who will join and I will make it everyone else’s problem.

in order from most to least likely to join. Followed by some random guesses

Martyn/inthelittlewood (has visited HC before, plays on traffic w/ HC members, that whole thing with ren)

Skizzleman (friends with tango, impulse, and zed. Actively plays games with hermits eg. Phasmo, among us, and traffic)

bigbstatz (plays on traffic w/ HC members, this whole thing w/ ren/grian)

bigbstatz (plays on traffic with HC members)

shubble, lizzy, and Kathryn (adjacent series to HC + there is a disproportionate amount of guys on HC compared to girls and this would help make it more even

other random guesses

grazzy. An impressive builder who is currently recreating Zelda:TotK in Minecraft

Trixyblox. Another builder, trixyblox and his partner Stephblox are behind the ‘ultimate survival world’ an highly impressive build that can’t be explained in a shitpost

Mogswamp. A dedicated survival superflat player. Currently working on his 11 year old Minecraft world, his current goal is digging a ungodly amount of dirt for a mega project

philzamincraft. Currently being traumatized on the Qsmp. Prolly needs a nap tbh. Cusses far to much for the hermits.

dantdm. Because life owes me one.

Mistertechnodad. Because please 🙏

notice!

if anyone in the random guesses ends up joining I will offer a public apology, draw myself in a clown costume, and offer a free drawing to the highest comment upon reblogging this post.

#og mcyt #mcyt #hermitcraft #trafficblr #hermitblr #empires smp #empires s1 #empires s2 #traffic life smp

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leelreallylikespersona · 1 month

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Decaying Godhood (Persona AU)

I've been rambling and throwing ideas for this AU for a good bit now, here's a much more cohesive post about it!

Shoutout to @the-squeege and @artekai for discussing ideas with me, it was super helpful o(*°▽°*)o

Spoiler warning for P3, P4, P5/P5R, P5S, and P5T!

So let’s meet the main characters and their arcana!

Nyx (Tower)

Ryoji (Death)

Izanami (Empress)

Izanagi (Emperor)

Yaldabaoth (Devil)

Satanael (Justice)

Emma (High Priestess)

Salmael (Lovers)

Azathoth (Hermit)

Adam (Strength)

I’m omitting Pandora, Nyarlathotep, Clockwork God, and Enlil since I haven’t played the games they’re from… I don’t know enough about them to include them properly.

I’m scrapping the usual typings and giving (almost) everyone new typings… mostly because I have no idea who I’d apply fire, wind, etc to, none of these guys scream any particular element. I’m still working out the typings but what I know for sure so far are the “typeless” ones:

Adam: Strictly physical attacks

Azathoth: He is strictly a healer in this, and has no offensive attacks

EMMA: Navigator, can occasionally use almighty attacks

I’m leaning toward making their typings relating to humans, somehow.

As for the plot, at least a quick summary of what I’m thinking so far… all of humanity has come to a standstill. As in, time has stopped progressing for them. However, effects of leaving a living thing out to the elements are still occurring. In other words, humans are kind of just rotting away. It’s a very slow, magic mixed with organic decay kind of process that’s going on here. The appearance of this rot becomes more and more obvious as our group of unlikely heroes progress.

The gods, with the exceptions of Nyx, Thanatos, and Izanagi are dead, so how does this work? For this AU, none of the final bosses really die… their physical forms are abolished and their concepts are left to wander a nothingness, endlessly reflecting on what they’ve done. For Adam’s case, he stuck with Maruki until he died, then he took on a human form and lived among people for many years. Now would be a good time to mention that this takes place years after the events of P5S, so any human characters are long gone.

Let’s start from the beginning of the AU. It focuses on Nyx, Ryoji, and both P3 protagonists. These four are kind of just in a white void. Ryoji is able to move freely, he can see, he could leave too, but doesn’t want to leave Minato and Minako. They’re depicted as statue-ish figures, with a few features a deity would have. Their positions after the events of P3 caused them to go from humans to some sort of gods themselves. They are still mostly human though, this is important for the start of the plot.

Nyx’s sealing is visualized here as having been chained to these two. Until now, she couldn’t move, she was paralyzed along with having actual restraints. Therefore she couldn’t see, her eyes were forced shut. She couldn’t speak either. She could hear though, and the only thing she could do was listen to Ryoji speak to Minato and Minako. Some days, he’d talk to them as if they were still around. Other times, she could hear him mourn. Initially, she didn’t understand it at all. Sure, that’s her kid, and she cared about him somewhat, but she didn’t understand why he’d cry about them so much. There’d be times too, where Ryoji would talk to her, usually it would be him saying he wishes she could understand humans like he did, or sometimes he’d yell at her. Over the course of years and years, Nyx comes to understand Ryoji’s feelings… somewhat, anyway.

This brings me back to the chains she has. Now, all of the sudden, she can see and move again. And these chains, which were once really short, are now much longer, allowing Nyx to walk pretty far from them. This happening is meant to show Minato and Minako’s humanity being affected by the Rot, which is causing them to lose their grip on Nyx.

Upon hearing some movement, Ryoji is quick to become aggressive, but Nyx is still disoriented from suddenly being able to see and speak again, so she doesn’t return any hostility. You can imagine the arguing taking place as they try to figure out what’s happening. After a while, they realize they are able to see into the human realm. That’s when they notice the state of humanity.

Of course, they don’t notice the Rot yet. These two are the first to venture into the human realm to investigate what is going on. It’s mostly Ryoji that wants to figure things out, he takes Nyx with him to keep an eye on her.

This brings me to the motivations of each of the characters… Ryoji going out of his way to help humans makes sense. He did live as one, and made a lot of friends who he cared a lot for. For others, they hate humanity (cough Yaldabaoth), so why’re they here? Simply put, after humans rot away, the realm of gods is next. Also worth mentioning, everyone now has a humanoid form (if they didn’t have one already), so this is something of a second chance for these guys too.

I’ll go through each character:

Nyx: After spending years only listening to Ryoji talk to the twins and voice his affections for humanity, she gains a better understanding of them and obtains a sense of self (much like how Thanatos/Death became Ryoji during P3). She feels like she owes it to Ryoji to help him now.

Izanami and Izanagi: After the events of P4, these two really didn’t feel like doing anything else… Izanami was unable to do much anyway. They are later dragged out of the realm of nothingness they were hanging out in. Izanagi’s time with Yu makes him far more inclined to help out, Izanami is a little heartbroken that after the Investigation Team proved humanity’s worth, they fell into this state.

Satanael: He ditches the Phantom Thieves after Yaldabaoth is taken care of, and left to go cause minor bouts of chaos, nothing too drastic. He doesn’t outright try to end humanity, he just likes “poking fun”, so when everything comes to a standstill, he’s alarmed. Satanael is more neutral compared to everyone else, he does care about mankind, not to the extent that Ryoji and Azathoth do, though. He doesn’t hate them either, so he (probably) helps them for a selfless reason.

Yaldabaoth: For sure is only saving humanity so he also doesn’t rot away. Perhaps by the end, he’s changed a bit, but now that he’s given a physical form again, who knows what he’ll get up to.

EMMA: Upon being defeated, she spent her time watching over Sophia and Ichinose. She chooses to help humanity because of how well the PTs treated Sophia.

Salmael: Toshiro’s anxiousness rubbed off on him a bit… As the god of stagnation, this halt in humanity seems like it’s his doing, but it isn’t. He ventures out thinking that he somehow accidentally did it, and is horrified by the Rot..

Azathoth and Adam: These two genuinely care for humanity, their motivations are completely selfless. While Azathoth can suspend his emotions, Adam spent more time with Maruki, living as a human for years, so he’s much more emotional over the whole situation.

None of these guys are able to have Personas, but are able to “summon” their deity forms as an extension of themselves (so there’s a split-consciousness situation happening). Awakenings are still required for them to be able to do this, though, similar to Persona awakenings.

This ability requires one to first of all realize that their status and power as a god is due to humanity’s perception of them, but then they also must accept that. Only then they can “break free” of their restricted humanoid forms to use their more powerful forms. These forms look similar to their in-game designs, but there’ll be some differences, as I want to give them fun new(ish) designs…

Acquiring this ability is much easier for some than others�� Ryoji and Adam as an example, are really quick to accept this once they understand the idea initially, but then a few others refuse to accept that humans are responsible for their power.

As for enemies, Shadows are present due to humans being unable to pass properly. For major bosses, the Rot left some human bodies as empty husks that became aggressive. These husks are attracted to the power the gods have.

Some side characters I also want to include… Jose and Sophia run the shop that provides weapons and other equipment! There’s also the Velvet Room that has specifics I’m trying to figure out… I might make Yu and Ren the attendants.

I think that’s all I have for now! I’d still like to figure out the order in which each god joins the team… It starts with Ryoji and Nyx, Salmael probably second since he’s already out investigating (he can be the navigator before Emma joins), then it’s either Adam since he’s also around, or Emma. This is still a wip! So if anyone has any comments or anything, feel free to send an ask! I'm already doing some doodles for this so hopefully I'll have some art for it soon (❁´◡`❁)

#Persona 3 #Persona 4 #Persona 5 #Persona 5 Royal #Persona AU #P3 AU #P4 AU #P5R AU #I honestly would love to see the final bosses come back somehow...#But that'll never happen so I'll just have this AU to keep me entertained (●'◡'●)#P3 spoilers #P4 spoilers #P5 spoilers #P5R spoilers #P5S spoilers #P5T spoilers

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byebyebriar · 11 months

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One of my favorite things about Honor Among Thieves is that Solfina is so much smarter the more you think about her.

Why does she make sure Holga and Edgin get captured? Because if they get out clean, the Harpers Guild only has the stolen artifacts to figure out the motives of the crime. The Horn of Kazgaroth and Tablet of Reawakening stand out! Diabolical plot is afoot! Except Edgin swears that the Tablet of Reawakening was to be used on his dead wife and the rest of the loot was to sell. He does so, so convincingly that the council was willing to pardon him and Holga. The Harpers Guild is going to be looking for black market auctions not a red wizard taking over Neverwinter. Diabolical plot? What diabolical plot? Edgin gave Solfina a better cover story than she could have ever managed herself.

Why didn’t she just kill Lord Neverwinter so Forge could take over? Because the pair never meant to keep Neverwinter. It was always going to be a stepping stone. Keeping Lord Neverwinter in a coma gives pacifying hope (”one day the REAL Lord Neverwinter will wake up and things will be okay”), a distraction (”Clearly we need to go on a quest to find what can wake our TRUE Lord”), and avoiding dealing with a succession crisis. Forge becoming Acting Lord Neverwinter despite the age of the current Lord Neverwinter points to Lord Neverwinter not having an heir. Solfina and Forge only have to hold power long enough to revive the High Sun Games. Something that took less than two years and was greeted with enthusiasm by nobles and commoners. Dangling Lord Neverwinter as a carrot was far more effective than just killing him.

Why does she insist that Edgin’s crew take part in the games? She doesn’t know about Xenk or Themberchaud! What she does know is that Edgin and crew tracked down a powerful helmet missing for a century and defeated her assassins. Something that shows far more power and cunning than she thought they had. Of course she’d want to take the opportunity to gain that for herself! As far as she knew, there was no way for them to get out of the maze before she cast Beckoning Death.

Why does she let Forge go when she hates his guts? She could be Lawful Evil. Or she could have realized that Forge is not going to become a hermit. He’s going to use the treasure he stole from the gamblers and set himself up as a lord again. A lord that Solfina knows can be convinced to do awful acts if it gets him power.

Is Solfina Hannibal Lector smart? Nah, but she’s not stupid. She just wasn’t expecting the Thieves. But nobody expects the thieves.

#dndhat #Solfina

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elis-corner · 1 year

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Okay El, requests are up and running again.

Doc, with Dragon sickness (yes, lotr incoming because I know you love it), who is not happy because he feels threatened in his perimeter, other hermits wanting to take his diamonds and other precious materials.

But Doc adores the reader, trusts them wholly (like Thorin and Bilbo almost, only with romance) and doesn't see the readers betrayal coming

Angst ensues.

I started writing the moment I saw this (totally didn't forget to queue, who would think that?). Nix, you know me all too well! Can I just say how sweet it is that whenever I open my inbox formally again, you’re always first there? It’s so kind of you ♥️

I also can't help but feel like this goes so well with the fact that Doc has been running out of diamonds lately XD

This took a bit of a darker turn then I had planned, so it might be a bit triggering in some ways? POSSIBLE TRIGGERS: Violence, angst, addiction/obsession (if you want to count dragon sickness as that).

Anyway, lots of love, and enjoy!

Breathe in. Breathe out.

He was shrouded in darkness.

Doc leant back against the pile of shulkers behind him, each of them so filled to the brim that even with all his weight against them, they did not move an inch. It was a rare occurrence–that it was night on the Hermitcraft server. What were they trying to hide? What were they trying to take? Doc pressed his flask against his lips, downing another night vision potion. His world grew bright again.

No one would make it in under his watch. No one except you.

In a server full of people, you never know who might turn around and stab you in the back, who will take what is yours, who will shatter your pride mercilessly. Or, in some cases, will break into your stock exchange and destroy your bush. But at least among all the chaos, Doc had you.

Y/n. His Y/n. You were the person he could turn to, the person he could trust.

He tossed a diamond up into the air. It seemed to hang there for an eternity before falling back down, landing in his hand silently. Its crystalline surface was enchanting, distorting his face as he stared longingly at it. How had he only a few months prior agreed to letting people take them from him as they willed? How had he been so foolish as to build them up as a pillar for the server to see? Why was he using them as scaffolding in all his redstone, when anyone could come take or break his two greatest treasures?

But you were a beacon of light and justice for him. He knew he could trust in you to never take anything. He knew you would fight by his side if someone harmed him. He’d do anything to keep you safe from harm.

_. The sound of a pickaxe breaking through tuff met Doc’s ears; a distant sound, but all the days he’d spent gazing down at his creation or silently scheming his plans, had resulted in his hearing becoming better tuned, enough to almost match that of Ren’s.

Doc grabbed his sword, and leaping off his platform he soared against the wind in the direction of the sound. A small figure, with their wings tucked tightly behind them. They tore another chunk of the stone from the patch, dropping it quickly into their shulker. Grian. Doc raised his sword above his shoulder, his line of sight ensnared on the avian he was rapidly approaching. He spied the familiar glint of diamonds in Grian’s shulker box, despite the entirety of the Perimeter being coated in a layer of shadow.

‘You’ve done it now, bird boy.’

Doc swung his sword, blade ringing as it struck against Grian’s side. The avian let out a cry, stumbling to turn and try to locate his foe. He fumbled, trying to find his weapon–bow, sword, axe… anything–, while his non-dominant hand wrapped around his body to try and prevent more open bleeding.

‘Doc, what are you doing?’ he yelled at the looming figure sprinting towards him, weapon in tow. ‘I was just getting some tuff for my ba–.’

‘Don’t play games with me,’ Doc growled, adjusting the height of his sword to match the level of Grian’s neck. Their blades met with a resounding crash. ‘I know you’re trying to take my diamonds.’

‘Diamonds? I- Doc, you took them all when you first dug the place out! There’s nothing for me to take!’

‘I know you’re taking from me! Don’t lie!’ Doc swung his sword in the opposite direction, coming full circle to rest right on Grian’s shoulder, rubbing dangerously against his neck. ‘I swear that if I ever see you in my Perimeter again you can kiss the light of day goodbye.’

Doc heard the sound of elytra cutting through the wind, speeding towards him. He would have spun around, but the way the rockets were being fired, the way the person’s angle was adjusting, he could tell exactly who it was. He knew it was you.’

‘Stop!’ you yelled, coming to a halt a few metres behind Doc. ‘I heard yelling–what is going on here?’ Your eyes darted back and forth between Grian and Doc, the open shulker and the pickaxe lying abandoned by Grian’s feet. ‘Doc, leave him. Let him go.’

Your words cut into him like a knife. Could you not see that this was not your fight? Could you not see that Doc was only acting justly? Reclaiming what was rightfully his?

‘Are you not on my side? He’s a thief, Y/n. Let him pay back what he has stolen from me. Let him pay with blood.’

Your grip on your sword tightened. ‘You’ve gone mad, Doc. Mad!’ You charged towards him, albeit hesitantly. Doc thrust Grian back, and the avian did not hesitate to fly a good distance away to spectate. Doc turned and stared into your eyes, not bothering to block your strike; from his chest, darkness began to seep. He raised his blade once more.

You were worth so much to him, but who said that meant he couldn’t love diamonds more?

‘I have been blind,’ he snarled, ‘but now I begin to see.’ His voice dropped an octave, if that was somehow possible, but even acknowledging that his voice was not the same. It rumbled from somewhere deep in his chest, and seemed filled with darkness and anger. It wasn’t the voice of Doc, your friend, your love, but that of a stranger. He used the corner of his coat to swipe away a portion of the blood, leaving the wound exposed. You would never be able to say you did not regret it. ‘I see that true friends are harder to come by than I foolishly thought.’ He raised his weapon, aiming its tip at your chest. He glared at you from under his eyes, though now they seemed almost nonexistent; instead, they were dark voids that felt like they would never leave you, sullen like his other angular features; his robotic eye was hypnotising–the only proper light source to be seen. ‘You’re just like the rest of them. I will not part with a single coin. Not one piece of it.’

Breathe in. Breathe out.

The sounds of his dragon’s wings flapping as it circled around the flagpole was the last thing you heard before his sword plunged into your chest.

Unlike you, he would not live to regret it.

#nix melleth nin #my writing #docm77 x reader #doc x reader #hc x reader #x reader #fanfic #fanfiction #hermitcraft x reader #mcyt x reader #angst #tw angst #angst tw #violence tw #tw violence #i feel like this is the longest request i've ever written? this isn't a whole lot but usually i post short things #requests

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After beating jedi survivor twice i have one issue with it. The villains are so boring!!

Dagen is an angsty whining final fantasy looking jerk

Bode was fun UNTIL HE WENT EVIL. And then he reminded me of dagen with his crappy attitude.

Rayvis had me very intrigued and couldve been a great villain… if he didnt have a collective total of like 15 minutes of screen time before dying.

Frankly after such a great antagonist in trilla when playing fallen order, it was really a disappointment dealing with these fools

I am with you on Dagan and Rayvis, but Bode haunts me.

Dagan in particular is very forgettable, which is a shame, because a 200-year-old High Republic era Jedi with a grudge is a fun concept. But, in the end, he might as well have remained a vision encountered entirely through Cal's psychometry. Him being there in the flesh didn't add much to the game apart from 3 boss fights.

Rayvis is your standard proud warrior guy with a life debt who lives for war. He sounds like the voice actor had fun, but there's nothing much to him that interests me. But then, as you say, it's not like he's really in the game all that much.

Neither of them is as fleshed out or has as much of a presence as Trilla.

But Bode just haunts me.

I suspected he was gonna betray us the moment he showed us a picture of his little daughter, but despite his betrayal being expected, I ended up enjoying the details a lot.

I've said elsewhere that I believe that the phrase "doomed by the narrative" is overused but that I believe that it fits Bode perfectly and that's why I enjoy his story.

[Detailed spoilers follow.]

I am compelled by how trapped he is. How he trapped himself long before we ever meet him.

He is so driven by his fears that he would rather live alone with his daughter on an empty planet than share it.

He is so driven by his fears that he can't trust anyone. In his eyes, anyone could be a spy, anyone could betray him and Kata to his masters. Why is he so convinced that anyone among the Hidden Path could be a spy? Because he is one himself and betraying people is his job. It's delicious.

Cal is also driven by fear of loss. His goal in this game is to gather everybody he cares about and hide them away in a place where none of the evil in the galaxy can touch them. It's a fantasy so naive that, a week later, I still can't believe he pulled it off, even if only on a surface level (which is my one problem with the game. The ending is too open. I kept waiting for the consequences for Cal's brief touch with the dark side. I kept waiting for him to realise that keeping Tanalorr a secret and the compass out of the hands of the Empire is going to be enormously complicated, maybe even impossible, especially given that he mentions making copies the compass... I hate when AAA games do cliffhangers, given how much time it takes to make one).

But one difference between Cal and Bode is that Bode can't trust anyone. Cal's goal is explicitly to share his mythical paradise planet with as many people as possible while Bode is so paranoid he apparently wants his daughter to grow up a hermit on an empty.

Bode assumes the worst of everyone because he himself is the worst vs. Cal who assumes the best of everyone and offers second chances like candy (to Caij, to Rayvis, to Trilla in Fallen Order, to Bode himself).

Bode is another dark mirror for Cal, like Trilla, like Dagan (nothing new here, it's a narrative staple, but a good one in my option, I enjoy it, and I like the way it's done in Fallen Order with Trilla and I like the way it's done with Bode here). Bode is what Cal could become if he lets his fears of loss consume him.

There is still hope for Cal though while there was never any hope for Bode. He was on that road long before we met him.

While I'm personally not a fan of stories that explore that whole "attachments are bad if you're a Jedi" angle (and I suspect we're getting a lot more of that in a potential sqeuel), Bode is actually a good example in my eyes.

Bode offered himself to the Empire. The game (in particular the Force Echoes on Nova Geron) makes it very clear that Bode is the one who approached the ISB, not the other way around. This wasn't a situation in which he was held at gunpoint and offered the choice to work for the ISB or die. He also wasn't tortured into working for the Empire like Trilla and other Inquisitors. Bode himself put Kata in the hands of the Empire because he was a slave to his fears.

It's what makes him so tragic. He never could have acted any differently. Nothing we could have done could have convinced him to truly trust Cal. Bode is simply in too deep.

By the end it's clear he doesn't even really care about Kata as a person. How is living alone on an empty planet good for her? How is living on an ISB base good for her while Bode is away all the time? He ends up hurting her over and over in name of protecting her, even physically, in the end.

By the time we meet him, all that matters to Bode is that she is alive and he can keep clinging to her and to the handy excuse she represents. It's the way he lives.

There is a Force Echo on the Lucrehulk in which Bode hopes that Cal is safe after they're separated. But once Bode remembers that he is going to betray Cal eventually, he buries that sentiment very quickly with the mantra of "I'm doing this for Kata".

Bode needs to keep telling himself that every horrible thing he does is for Kata, because if that ever stops being true, what does that make him?

Bode can't be saved just like the Ninth Sister couldn't be saved in the beginning of the game. Honestly, when we killed the Ninth Sister in the tutorial level I was wondering why she was even in the game, given how quickly we dispatched her.

But by the end it made sense to me. She was there to mirror Bode's fate. Cal hesitates a long, long time before dealing the killing blow to her. He talks to her (at her, rather, given that this is a very one-sided conversation). He calls her by her name, her true name. She never answers. She just stomps and snarls, too consumed by her anger to form words. Cal's final words to her are "it's time to set you free". He realises nothing he could do could make her turn from her path. She's going to keep fighting until one of them is dead.

It's the same with Bode. Cal begs him to surrender. Bode never stops fighting him, consumed by his fear. When Bode shoots first, Cal realises nothing he could do could make him let go of his fear. Bode is going to keep fighting until one of them is dead. Dying is the only way in which Bode could ever be free from his fears.

Perfect bookends.

I hate Bode because he killed sweet old never-did-anything-wrong-in-his-entire-life Cordova (right in front of BD-1, too!) and because he uses Kata as a cheap excuse for everything, including leading countless people to their deaths, betraying Cere's location and leaving Kata herself trapped on an ISB base (and, eventually, potentially, on a peaceful but empty planet).

But mainly I feel so sorry for him because he's so tragic. He dug himself a hole and never stopped digging...

#jedi survivor #bode akuna #cal kestis #masana tide #ninth sister #anyway here's my 1000 feelings on bode akuna #bode is going to keep haunting me #jedi survivor spoilers #spoilers #through a glass darkly

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