#velocity circus

[orphic-exe-archived]

jax simps needa chill.. like ok… yall probably crazy at the pet store… cant play five nights at freddy without seein bonnie or whatever his name is and bein like “ohh shit 🥵🥵”

#specifically the ones making velocity edits of him #this is just a joke i prommy #the amazing digital circus

[f0point5]

Max Verstappen x bestfriend!reader Masterlist 2

Mr. Always Wins, so far above me in every sense - Max takes another win, and a disappointed Lando leans on Y/N

I see you every day now - Flashback to April 2020 when Max and Y/N first moved in together

All they keep asking me is if I’m gonna be your bride - Max’s podcast goes live, and Max and Y/N attend a wedding. Later, Y/N admits her frustrations to Daniel

I think he can see through everything but my heart - Max and Y/N vacation in Brazil, and Max covers Time magazine

So many things that you wish I knew, so many walls up, I can’t break through - Y/N goes to Sao Paolo to see Lando while Max heads to the UK. Meanwhile, Max opens up to Vic

This is looking like a contest, of who can act like they care less - Y/N and Lando take Las Vegas while Max is back in Europe. But both Y/N and Max keep tabs on each other through others

I can see you standin’ honey, with his arms around your body - Y/N attends Velocity Invitational with Lando, which stirs controversy on both sides of the pond

I can see you starin’ honey, like he’s just your understudy - It’s Lando’s birthday. In Europe, Max streams with Redline

Like any great love, it keeps you guessing…like any true love, it drives you crazy - Clara and Max arrive in Vegas and Clara lets Lando in on a well known secret

I don’t even dare to wish it - It’s Y/N’s birthday, but she has to deal with the fallout of Clara’s drunken confession

I think he knows - Y/N and her friends celebrate her birthday, which seems to give something to celebrate…or run from

Put your lips close to mine, as long as they don’t touch - The Vegas circus begins with a dramatic opening ceremony, followed by a gala event

Two headlights shine through the sleepless night - Y/N and Max continue to miss each other, and the weekend gets off to a chaotic start on track

I sent you signals and bit my nails down to the quick - Y/N attends Martin’s set and has a vulnerable moment with Max that goes awry

I’m capitulated by you,baby, like a firework show - Max wins in Las Vegas and Y/N puts aside the awkwardness to be happy for him

And that was the moment I knew - Max hosts Y/N’s birthday party, and gives her a huge present with unexpected results

Nothing safe is worth the drive - Max and Y/N have an open and honest conversation

I woke up just in time, now I wake up by your side - Max and Y/N leave Las Vegas just in time

Meet me in the afterglow - Y/N and Max spend a day in the desert and Lando puts the pieces together thanks to fruit

We’re burned for better - Mick makes an announcement, and the world once again speculates about Y/N’s love life

When they point to the pictures - Bonus part of Y/N sharing past memories

Our daddies used to joke about the two of us - Max and Y/N have dinner with their fathers after a nervous FP1 for Max

May these memories break our fall - Bonus part where Y/N shared memories near the end of the season

What would you do, if they never found us out? - Rumours swirl about Max and Y/N…for the final time

We will be remembered - And with that, the 2023 season comes to an end

#masterlist

[rileyslibrary]

Your opinion isn’t part of the recipe, Sergeant.

Synopsis: After a successful mission, you and the boys decide to spend a day at the park, celebrating with a picnic. Ghost is barbecuing with Price while Soap and Gaz are annoying the living hell out of them. You? You’re looking at the havoc taking place in front of you.

Relationships: 141 x GN!Reader / Simon “Ghost” Riley x GN!Reader (brief and near the end)

Word count: 1,176

Notes:

I’ve had this image in my head for quite a while, and I wanted to put it in writing.

There’s a scene involving a sausage. If any of you filthy minds associate it with anything other than what it really is, I swear to Freud, I’ll grab you by the ear and drag you to the naughty corner. 

Platonic and fluffy

Want more?

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It’s amazing how they haven’t ripped each other’s heads off yet. 

You all get along so well on missions, that you wonder if it’s the military institution that makes you so well-behaved and orderly. Because what you’re witnessing right now is nothing more than a circus.

You’re sitting on the picnic bench, sipping an ice-cold beer and munching on some thinly sliced carrots you prepared at home. You sprained your ankle on the last mission, and it’s making it difficult for you to participate in anything happening around you. Thank God, you think to yourself.

Soap and Gaz are playing football about twenty metres away from you, which is dangerously close, given the velocity with which they kick the ball to each other. They’ve already hit the table once, launching empty beer cans into the air and shouting “STRIKE!” as if they invented foot bowling. Ghost gave them the death stare and Price politely asked them to keep “the fuck away from anything alive, especially when it’s already injured.”

Ghost is barbecuing. He’s wearing that stupid birthday present you all got him—a tactical vest shaped like an apron with the word “chef” written at the top. It had the same loops a conventional military vest had for attaching pouches for bullets, knives, and walkie-talkies. The loops on that apron, however, were used for organising one’s tools, sauces, and spices while barbecuing. It was a funny gift, and he smiled when he opened it, but you never expected him to wear it. Look at him now, rocking that bad boy as if he was the one who chose it.

Price is standing next to him with a beer and a cigar in his hands. He’s looking at the grill but not touching anything. Ghost clarified that if anyone else touches it, we will eat their fingers along with the sausages. And, even if he didn’t mean the threat, you wouldn’t dare to put his abilities to the test. Especially after seeing what he’s capable of doing at work.

You try to eavesdrop on their conversation, but Soap and Gaz’s shouts drown it out. An F-16 would pass over your head right now, and you’d still hear Soap screaming, “That didn’t count; it was out!”. But, despite the chaos, you can make out some words. They’re reminiscing about the good old days, talking about their first deployment together, their comrades, and only using salt and pepper on steaks.

Price is Ghost’s companion throughout... everything. Whether that’s on a mission or a day out. He can’t seem to bear the entropy that the other two are causing, and he’s not comfortable talking to you yet. Price is as calm and talkative as Ghost desires. Or, perhaps, Price knows what Ghost wants.

Soap and Gaz appear exhausted from football and return to the picnic area. Gaz sits across from you, apologising for being “too sweaty,” and you start laughing. You’ve wiped the blood off of that guy during an enemy attack, and yet, he worries about sweat. 

Soap, on the other hand, isn’t much of an etiquette expert. He’s creeping up on the grill, and Ghost threatens to mark him with the spatula if he gets closer. “I’ve already salted the steaks; I don’t need your sweat,” he says.

Soap ignores his warnings and stands there, hands on the sides of his hips, looking at the grill. He gives unsolicited advice about the cooking time and when to flip the pork chops. Ghost tells him his opinion isn’t part of the recipe but turns the pork chops anyway.

Gaz murmurs that he’s hungry, and you offer him a carrot. He makes a disgusted face and asks Ghost—who is taking his sweet time with cooking—when the food will be ready. Ghost then turns to Price, warning him to get a grip of him before he does, and dares Gaz to come close to see for himself. You smirk and nudge him to go, but he shakes his head, telling you he hasn’t gone crazy just yet.

At some point, Ghost becomes distracted by something Price says and leaves the spatula next to the grill. Soap seizes the opportunity and uses the spatula to poke at the meat. Ghost notices him, but as Soap attempts to run away, he catches him by his maw-hawk and draws him closer. Instead of hazing him, he gently touches his shoulder. He explains why pressing on meat while cooking drains it of its juices. Soap crosses his arms in front of his chest and nods like a student.

Price takes up the football and challenges the two sergeants to a game so they’d leave Ghost alone. He says two against himself, and they make a snide remark about his age, saying he smoked an entire cigar and drank five cans of beer. In response, he throws the ball up and shoots it midair with his foot, demonstrating his abilities. Soap and Gaz run after it like dogs playing fetch, and Price joins them.

Ghost turns to face you. He asks if you’re okay, how’s your ankle, and if you’re enjoying the “rabbit food.” You tell him that everything is fine and smile at him. He drapes a towel over his shoulder and gets a fork and knife. He cuts a piece of sausage and hands it to you, whispering not to tell the others. You take the sausage off the fork, thank him, and pop it into your mouth. He looks at you with curiosity and concern as if trying to judge his creation based on your facial expressions.

“It’s delicious, Ghost.” You compliment him, and he puts his hand in his apron pocket, standing taller than before. When you ask him how he made it, he begins reciting every detail of the recipe as if it were a poem he wrote by heart.

He wipes his brow with a towel and whistles with his fingers for the three self-proclaimed MVPs to end their match because the food is ready. The sergeants bolt, and the captain pants in exhaustion. “It’s that fucking cigar,” Gaz says, and Price reminds him that he beat “the living shite” out of both of them in that match.

The four of you sit down and invite Ghost to join. But he refuses, claiming that the grime from the meat is still fresh and now’s the perfect time to clean it off the grill. He encourages you to begin without him.

You start eating, complimenting Ghost’s cooking as you go. He tries to be humble, but he looks so proud of himself. Proud of being able to provide in ways other than giving orders, shouting, pulling triggers, and hurling knives. He enjoys feeding others, even if it means cleaning up afterwards. He might not be full of food, but he’s full of joy, and that faint smile on his face is a dead giveaway, as he cleans the barbecue grill.

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#simon ghost riley x gn!reader #simon ghost riley #captain john price #kyle gaz garrick #john soap mactavish #141 x reader #task force 141 x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley x you #simon ghost riley x Y/N #simon riley x you #simon riley x reader #simon riley #call of duty #modern warfare 2 #cod mwii #cod mw2 #cod ghost

[dc-polls]

"That Really Happened?!" DC Comics Tournament Entry #33

Catwoman and the Penguin Cure COVID And Run Away Together

[ID: Four comic panels of Catwoman and Penguin in a round bed, curled up facing each other and holding hands as they tenderly look into each others eyes. Catwoman says, "Saving birds... saving kids... what's next?" Penguin responds, "They'd burst at the seams, oh, puss of my dreams... if they only knew... our love is so true." /END ID]

What Happened?

Have you ever wondered why the DCU doesn't have coronavirus? No? You just assumed it had to do with it being a fictional universe with aliens and superheroes? Well, uh ... the Gotham City Villains Anniversary Giant (2021) has an explanation for this thing which totally didn't need an explanation, anyway.

We start with Catwoman and the Penguin. They're so in love! (Were Catwoman and the Penguin in love before this? Glad you asked. They absolutely were not.) They save some kids from getting hit by a car! But they want to do more to secure the future of our planet. They plan some sort of massive heist, which they fund using the proceeds of smaller heists that involve things like carting massive pallets of gold bricks away in also-stolen helicopters and dosing.

Gasp! It turns out they were plotting to steal the entire world's supply of COVID vaccines! They do this using "hundreds of circus performers wearing surgical masks," for some reason. However, it turns out to be for a good cause, as they merely wanted to distribute the vaccine to the entire world in an equitable manner, using high-velocity winds at the tops of mountains for . . . some scheme that I honestly don't understand after reading it.

After they inoculate the entire planet, they adopt six kids -- three kittens, three baby penguins. The end.

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Tournament polls will be posted after all entries are up. As always you can find all posts related to the tournament using #dc-polls-trh

#dc-polls-trh #dc comics #catwoman #selina kyle #the penguin #oswald cobblepot

[secondcircuscomic]

Very excited to announce that I will begin uploads of the Second Circus as a webcomic shortly, right here on this blog! All pages of vol. 1 are completed and I’m beginning work on vol. 2 in the next couple weeks. Follow for updates and please make yourself comfortable in preparation for the show to begin! (Also, if you're in the Richmond area, I will be selling physical copies at RICE on November 12 and hopefully will have limited stock available at Velocity Comics sometime after that!)

About the Second Circus:

For generations, Katya’s family has owned and operated the Moondrop Carnival, an old-school traveling circus. Katya, like her ancestors, has a secret: the ability to travel between their world and another, a magical fey realm home to the Second Circus. For years the two circuses have existed in harmony, but now Katya’s mother—who does not believe the Second Circus exists—wishes to sell the Carnival and settle down in time for Katya to attend high school.

The Second Circus is a coming-of-age story about parents and children and the baggage that can unwittingly be conveyed from one generation to the next. It is also a story about magic and wonder and a rebuttal of the idea that growing up has to mean leaving these things behind.

(Reblogs are appreciated for visibility!)

#i'm working on setting up a website to upload 2c on as well but it's taking me longer than expected #bc i got frustrated with squarespace and decided it would be easier to just. teach myself html and make it on neocities. lol #this will NOT be uploaded to webtoon bc i would like to retain the rights to my work thanks #comic #comics #comix #indie comix #webcomic #webcomics #original comic #comic arts #circus #faerie

[grifters-rockininthe-bone]

TMA fears as ASMR concepts

Disclaimer: I wrote this months ago in my notes app. This is not proofread in the *slightest*. So. It's gonna be shit. Lol. Enjoy, ig.

Also not canon compliant whatsoever so don't complain about that because I know.

-Michael Distortion: (POV: you're in the spiral) it's just 15 minutes of Michael whispering the same "baby sharchivist dododododo" tune and then him getting killed by Helen in the last minute.

-Nikola Orsinov does your skincare routine but it's just a direct parody of the Victor Van Dort does your Nails video where instead of the bts poster, the "blanket" is a black and white circus poster (see: Danny Stoker) that crumbles to ash when he puts it on. Also at the end she tries to do a "chemical peel" she found on "the internets". Michael comes in at the end and PRESIDENTIAL ALERT THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTINNGGG.

"Why are you screaming? that's very rude, you know. Especially after I talked to your BOSS for you. And that was NOT an enjoyable experience. He's such a tool >:(("

"Spill the tea, archivist" "oh sorry, did you want some? Sorry ...too bad. You can't have this :33" "WHERE ARE MY MANNERS??" *sticks pinky finger out* "there! Much better"

-Jane Prentiss' GRWM but she doesn't have any other clothes so it's just "time for the fit check!!" *Camera cuts to her dress for one (1) second* then her makeup is just dirt, dirt, and "the worms love you."

-Simon Fairchild and Michael Crew giggle with each other while huddled together and whispering/gossiping and asking "should we do it, should we do it?" "Yeah yeah let's be bad" while shushing each other while occasionally interacting with the listener for 5 minutes and then the rest of the video is just them torturing them via the ocean (them holding you underwater for 2 minutes with muffled gurgling bubble noises accompanied by underwater ocean sounds and silent panicking), throwing you into the sky at extreme velocity (sounds of air blasting your eardrums for a solid 3 minutes before an airplane hits you full force and you fall back into the ocean...which is another whole minute of falling and panicking.), and then the rest of the video is just them laughing while basically using your limp, dazed body as a kite.

-Elias Bouchard beats you with a metal pipe ASMR.

-POV: Gerard Keay breaks into your house at 2:27 AM and ransacks it looking for a LEITNER "WHERE TF IS I- oh. You're awake..Hi." before leaving through the window but he can't make himself fit through so it's just a full minute of him struggling and awkwardly laughing while apologizing over and over. All this time, he's wearing so much eyeliner, he looks like Jeff the Killer. You point this out and he just goes "Oh! Thank you! :D"

-"Buried Alive ASMR: You Get Buried Alive. You are getting buried alive. Someone is burying you. Alive. It is peaceful." (Unnecessarily long, redundant title for what's just screaming that gets slowly muffled as the video goes on and more dirt is piled on top of you before you start to sound content and just. Go to sleep. At that point. Snoring.)

-The Vase eats your boyfriend in the other room. It's just sounds of porcelain and snoring and fleshy eating sounds with ear eating but it slowly progresses to sounds that make less and less sense until it's just the skeleton sound effects from Minecraft.

-POV spiders crawl all over you. They have covered your door in spiderwebs. You fall asleep crying but wake up to being choked to death via spiders crawling inside you and blocking your windpipe.

-Jared Hopworth, the Boneturner, turns your bones with sounds of squishy flesh moving around in the background. At the end, you get eaten by The Monster Pig™ and meat (lol) the body of the missing clown.

-You get sacrificed to The Desolation. Sounds of distant screaming is heard in the right ear while sounds of maniacal/pained laughter is heard in the left. Fire crackles throughout the woods.

-You are getting chased by something. You get stalked with a lot of tension at the beginning; sticks cracking, creepy giggling, devious sounds all around. Your breathing is uneasy, but then the sounds stop and you breathe a sigh of relief and go back to stoking your campfire. Something growls and finally says "evening" and starts counting down. From 5. You bolt away from your campsite downhill for 2 minutes breathing heavily and fast before you trip on a stick and tumble down the mountain getting hit by trees and sent over rocks. You're about to pass out, but then you hear sniffing and growling in your direction and you get back up with an "o shit" and hide in a tree. When the monster sniffs out your hiding spot, it can't reach you. The rest of the video is slightly muffled Gangnam Style.

-POV: Peter Lukas kidnaps you, throws you in a sack, and you are put on a ship to a deserted island. This part is just sounds of boards creaking and boat rocking sounds while you fall asleep to the sounds of Peter's VERY heavy snoring. You're both startled awake by distant "land ho!" And a very gruff Peter's voice talking to himself going "I'm up I'm up ugh". Rustling of the bag is heard while he picks you up and fumbles around with you. You're getting passed around and jostled a bunch. At one point he burns his toast. Sounds of intense crunching can be heard from this along with him saying "elgh" as if disgusted. Finally, he brings you to the deck and throws you overboard onto a deserted island (your bones break and you scream "MY LEGS") before you can hear him far away saying "alright, set sail, we're done here." You manage to get out of the bag (you are wincing, the drop heavily contorted your body) and the sun shines at you while birds squack above and the coast crashes onto the shore. You slowly lose your mind.

-POV you're in the War™ and get shot in the arm and fall into a cave with one of your comerades. You guys shakily and awkwardly attempt to make small talk as you both bleed out on top of several hundreds of other corpses. The Piper is heard in the distance getting louder. When he finally gets to you after taking your friend, you fall into a bottomless pit while he's up there yelling "OH FUCKING COME ONNNN." When you get out on the other side after a minute of silence with faint sounds of "I will remember you" plays quietly through the silence. When you get out, Mike and Simon are snickering before you cough up blood when they start bursting out in laughter being like "I'm sorry I'm SO sorry really but it's JUST. SO FUNNY."

-POV: Robert Montauk is preparing to kill you, sharpening his tools and humming and whatnot before Julia comes in and asks what her dad's doing. While he's distracted, you escape the shitily tied knots and run through pitch dark while he chases you with an axe. "COME BACK. COME BACCKKK. YOU FUCKER I NEED YOU. FUCKER." You run into a church. Manuela Dominguez tries to apprehend you. It doesn't work. "Where the hell's Fairchild when you need him?"

Robert bursts through the church and gets pissed at you for making him scream curse words that his daughter could hear. Throws the axe at you. He misses. Now you have a weapon. You charge at him but fall through another pitch black hole where none other than yours truly are on the other side of it laughing their ASSES off just DYING. "OK. OK Whooooo. We SWEAR that was the last of it hahaha" "haha yeah just some guys bonding over a good laugh, you understand."

-The End. Just. An end screen.

You're dropped into Season one Jon's office and they (annoyed) take your statement. Typing sounds are heard while you frantically go "then the old guy..a-nd then the other old guy then the 2 old men and. And. Worm lady. Skin. Chemical peel." As they mumble "uh huh, yeah. Heh, heard that one before. No go on, go on." When statement ends, you leave but stay at the door to eavesdrop while they skepticize like "this man needs some antispychotics and he needs them NOW. Ugh. My job is utter buffoonery. MAHTIN."

You turn to walk away but get ambushed by Elias Bouchard. The last sound of the video is just a metal pipe hitting you over the head.

#tma #tma podcast #the magnus archives #asmr #this is so bad lol #my two favorites were the one with Simon and Mike and the one with Peter #the vast and the lonely ARE my favorite fears so that's fitting ig #i hated doing the rp format as much as you did reading it #the magnus archives podcast #magpod

[logarithmicpanda]

I've been looking at the past few years of reviews I've done and I thought I'd compile a list 👀

Crossed out are the ones I wouldn't actually reread lmao, bolded are the ones I kinda want to reread in 2024, in italics the ones I've reread recently

Best books of 2015:

If I Stay

The Well of Ascension

All the Bright Places

Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

Hero of Ages

The Wrath and the Dawn

Queen of Shadows

Alloy of Law

A Monster Calls

Emperor's Soul

Best books of 2016:

Drrr!!x2

The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making

Uprooted

Ancillary Justice

Ancillary Sword

The Princess Saves Herself in That One

A Court of Mist and Fury

The Night Circus

Ancillary Mercy

This is Where It Ends

The Wilful Princess and the Piebald Prince

Equal Rites

Best books of 2017:

Truthwitch

Binti

Binti: Home

The Bone Witch

The Hate You Give

The Long Way to a Small Angry Planet

Strange the Dreamer

A Close and Common Orbit

Elantris

The Way of Kings

Wintersong

Soulless

Provenance

Best books of 2018:

The Cruel Prince

Binti: The Night Maskerade

The Fate of the Tearling

The Heart Forger

Starfish

The Poppy War

The Stars are Legion

Spinning Silver

The Queen of Blood

A Very Large Expanse of Sea

My Sister, The Serial Killer

The Fifth Season

Best books of 2019:

Maskerade

House of Many Ways

Alice Isn't Dead

Geekerella

In an Absent Dream

Ninefox Gambit

The Princess and the Fangirl

Summer Bird Blue

Night Flights

The Calculating Stars

Revenant Gun

The Fated Sky

Best books of 2020:

Starless Sea

Velocity Weapon

Upside Down

The Wolf of Oren Yaro

The Midnight Lie

Network Effect

A Song Below Water

Loveless

Piranesi

A Deadly Education

The Winter of the Witch

Witchmark

Legendborn

Watch Over Me

Burning Roses

The Ikessar Falcon

Night Watch

#wrap up #its funny how i strongly stand by most of these #but really dislike some of the others now hahaha #the closer they are to now #the fewer i dislike but idk if it will just take time to dislike them or if i have grown surer of my taste #anyway after 2020 i have specific wrap up posts that already exist so... #reblog later #book recs

[knightinink]

Incorrect Helluva Boss Quotes (ft the circus kiddos!)

Cash: The salary of a clown is 51,000 dollars.

Cash, gesturing to Barbie and Blitzo fighting: And yet these idiots do it daily, and for free!

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Barbie: Alright, which one of us is gonna check outside?

Fizz: Not it!

Blitzo: Not it!

Barbie: ...Neither one of you are as dumb as you lead on to be.

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Blitzo: We’re playing Scrabble. It’s a nightmare.

Fizz: Scrabble? Scrabble’s great.

Blitzo: Not when you’re playing with Barbie, it’s not. She puts words like “ephemeral” and I put “dog.”

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Barbie: Okay, what does A stand for?

Blitzo: Arson.

Barbie: Aw, you're so good. Okay! B! What does B stand for?

Blitzo: Barson.

Fizz: *laughter*

Barbie: What stands for C?

Blitzo: Commit arson.

Fizz: Oooo.

Barbie: D!

Blitzo: Don't come near me, I'm going to commit arson.

Fizz: *more laughter*

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Blitzo: I like to think of myself as a semi responsible adult here.

Barbie: Fizz is 70% of your impulse control and you know this Blitzo.

Fizz: I feel like Blitzo is the more responsible one of us two though.

Blitzo: We are both 70% of each others' impulse control.

Fizz: Just two lil beasts in pinwheel hats spinning on the merry-go-round at dangerous velocities, holding each other’s hands so the other doesn’t fall off.

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Barbie: I hate you sometimes.

Blitzo: Well according to this picture Fizz drew of us holding hands that's not true.

Barbie: Blitzo, you drew that.

Blitzo: It doesn't matter.

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Fizz: Blitzo is a perfect cinnamon scone who’s never done anything wrong in his entire life!

Barbie: Never done anything wrong?! He set a city block on FIRE!

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Fizz: Everyone thinks I'm this soft cute person but I'm not!

Barbie: Fizz, you cried for an hour after stepping on a bug yesterday.

Fizz: It had feelings! It was probably going home to dinner and I killed it!

Blitzo: ...It was a bug.

Fizz: It was a BEETLE, and its wife is definitely worried sick, wondering where it is, and I really don't get why you all think I'm so sentimental because I'm not!

Barbie: ...

Blitzo: ...

Fizz: Stop looking at me like that!

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Tilla: I just had a long talk with Barbie and Blitzo about hitting and now they are yelling “it’s my turn to perpetuate the cycle of violence” before hitting each other.

#fizzarolli #blitzo #barbie wire #cash buckzo #helluva boss tilla #incorrect quotes #helluva boss

[howlinchickhowl]

one thing about me is I used to be obsessed with Carnivale, but in the kind of way where I never finished a whole season of it and mostly just sat around thinking about the vibe. Today is circus day for a.u.gust, do carnivals count? I'm not sure. @gallavichthings can be the judge of that. But this is what we got.

Shake Some Dust eight - circus

The guy on the gate shoots him a quizzical look as he takes Ian’s dollar and hands him back his ticket. It’s not surprising, he probably doesn’t get a lot of return visitors, let alone ones who come back four nights in a row. Ian might be the first person who’s ever done that.

He shouldn’t have, really. Fiona would go, well, Fiona on him if she knew that he was spending his hard earned cash on multiple visits to a traveling circus. One night he could probably justify, but four tickets? She’d think he’d gone doolally. And maybe he has.

The thing is, there’s something about this place, some kind of strange magic. The smell of ozone burning on the breeze and everywhere Ian turns it’s like there is something, someone, just on the edge of his vision, in the corner of his eye. Melodic laughter follows him from ferris wheel to shooting gallery to merry-go-round, but when he turns to find who it belongs to, there is nothing but the lights and the chime of the penny organ lilting through its cheerful cycle forever and ever and ever.

But aside from the way he feels like he is being drawn here, night after night, the electric thrill of being tugged along by some invisible force, always with him but always just beyond his reach, there’s another reason Ian keeps coming back.

The first night he was running the High Striker, oversized mallet flung casually over his shoulder as he took cash from well-muscled guys looking to make an impression on their sweethearts. Yesterday he was barking the carousel, hanging with a weird sort of grace from the necks of the spare horses, surveying the riders and shooting signals back and forth with the ticket booth and the operator.  On Thursday he guarded the entrance to the model show, and Ian wasn’t particularly interested in seeing half-naked girls jump and jiggle their tits in his face, but he waited in line for a while anyway, just to watch him.  

Tonight, to Ian’s gut-clenching disappointment, he’s nowhere to be found. He walks the whole place twice around, all up the midway and over to every attraction. He’s not there. And Ian doesn’t know what to do. Tonight is the last night. Tomorrow night if he were to stand on this exact spot he would just be standing in a dusty field on the edge of a town that no one ever visits and no one ever leaves. Tonight’s the last night, and if he doesn’t get a glimpse of his guy, he knows it’s dramatic but it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say he feels like he might just die.

There’s a team doing acrobatic stunts in a pen out in the open, a crowd of excited kids gathered round cooing and gasping in all the right moments. He saunters over, leaning against the fence and watching with unseeing eyes as a set of triplets launch themselves at and over each other, flipping and springboarding with impressive height and velocity into different poses, each earning them a new and bigger round of applause.

The breeze changes direction, a sudden gust washing over Ian’s face and carrying with it that burning ozone scent, along with another that has the hairs on Ian’s arms standing straight up on end. He can feel him, his guy, can’t bear to look even a fraction of an inch to the side of him but Ian can feel that he’s there. The inch or two of air between their elbows crackles with static electricity, a tiny lightning storm that rumbles and flashes and burns as Ian’s lungs fill with air as thick as treacle.

“Seen you here yesterday.” The guy says, his voice deeper than his face might suggest, but clear, soft.

“You might have.” Ian replies, just as soft, like the guy is a horse Ian’s wary of spooking.

“Day before that too.”

Busted. He’d known he’d been spotted yesterday, but the other days, well he’d hoped he’d been a little less conspicuous.

“It’s possible.” He admits, ducking his head, glancing away.

“Fact I think I probably seen you every night this week.”

Ian winces, cuts his eyes across to find the guy staring straight at him, eyes bright blue and shrewd, like he sees straight through Ian, like Ian’s body is a window-pane and he’s stood outside looking right on in.

“You must really like the circus.”

Not for the first time, Ian wishes he were smart, like Lip, or at least quick, like Fiona. Heck, even some of Carl’s unwarranted confidence would come in handy right now if it would help him figure out what to say.

Now those bright blue eyes are roaming his face, and it’s like Ian can feel them everywhere they alight on his skin. They drop down his body, a full once over that sends a whole-body shiver quaking through him before they settle back on Ian’s own.

“Seems like you comin’ out here every night, must be something particular you’re looking to find.”

It’s knowing, thoughtful, gentle in a way that Ian doesn’t expect, and his surprise must show on his face because the guy smiles, a little huff of a thing that Ian finds impossibly sweet.

“You ever had your cards read, Red?” The guy asks, and it’s such a total left turn, Ian doesn’t even think before his answers.

“No.”

He smiles again, Ian’s guy, sucks his lips inside his mouth for a second before knocking his knuckles against the fence and cocking his head behind him.

“Come on. I’ll tell you your fortune.”

He takes off toward the back of the field where they keep all the trailers and the equipment not in use, and that strange magic must be extending its hand again to give him a little nudge, because Ian is powerless. He follows.

#fic #my fic #my writing #howl does a.u.gust #gallavich fic #ian x mickey

[dailykirbycopyability]

Daily Kirby Copy Ability 02/24/2024

Today's Copy Ability is Parasol! Parasol has appeared in 18 games, First in Kirby's Adventure and most recently in Kirby's Return to Dreamland Deluxe.

Wikirby Description: "Parasol is a Copy Ability that equips Kirby with a parasol to use as a weapon. Contrary to what might be expected, the Parasol is a formidable tool when in Kirby's hands. He can swing it to strike enemies with the same force as a Sword, and use it to shield himself from incoming projectiles ahead or above him. Additional techniques include the very fast and dangerous Parasol Drill and Dive, and the famous Circus Throw technique, where he picks an enemy up and spins it on his parasol before tossing it away. Kirby can also use his Parasol to splash water on fiery blocks and foes to douse them. When not attacking with it, Kirby can use the parasol to glide through the air, drifting slowly downward while gaining increased horizontal velocity. Lastly, Parasol is one of the abilities that can usually be used underwater."

#kirby #kirby series #gaming #kirby's adventure

[taggedmemes]

SENTENCE MEME ⟶ DISCO ELYSIUM / Part 1 always feel free to tweak the sentence to fit your muse.

'did someone say *prybar*?'

'i'm not *protective* of my tools. like some men are...'

'if you don't mind me asking -- how did this get in the trash?'

'it must have been cramping my style.'

'i don't know, man. sounds like an order. i don't take those.'

'they're not going to get it. they're going to think an idiot and a cock finger were on this case.'

'shut up, nose. i don't need your help -- i don't need *anyone's* help!'

'velocity was FUCKING MAX!'

'bullets have bitten little pieces out of him.'

'i arrived at this conclusion through the *psychic arts*.'

'you will die if you drink -- you know that, don't you?'

'if someone has decided to die on top of a tree, then how is it my concern?'

'they say your guy was a killer.'

'you want to put a dead *corpse* into my fridge, right?'

'i will not turn this place into some kind of *macabre* circus.'

'you're a man with a fork in a world of soup.'

'stop grabbing your arse like it's a girl.'

'i'm a god of track and field. why would i have a problem with anything?'

'i'm an old man, not a coward.'

'the daily business of the riff-raff no longer concerns me.'

'should've fought dirty. like they did with their suicide sex cult propaganda and *mad anarchist women* strapped to bombs.'

'i *don't* think. i just *do*.'

'you were still in daddy's balls when it happened.'

'he's trying to sweet-talk you into buying trash!'

'could you take off your sunglasses? i'd like to check your eyes.'

'there is only one explanation. she must be one of my rabid fans.'

'you just *slurp* it up, like an oyster! c'mon! slurp it!'

'this isn't working at all. you lied to me, golden mouth man.'

'what are you... fucking eighty?'

'came round talking about cows or some shit. came around pretendin' like he cares about cows.'

'i've heard amphetamines make you a really good detective.'

'would you mind if i helped myself to some meds?'

'i am scared i will never be held or loved in the world again.'

'i don't *sit*. it's kind of my thing.'

'it's not like you left it loaded. you didn't lose a *loaded gun*.'

'i'm sure they've done plenty of criminal shit, they have *that look*.'

'sport is the most wholesome thing known to man.'

#BASED ON / VIDEO GAME. #KIND / SENTENCE. #KIND / IN CHARACTER. #disco elysium #ask meme #rpc #sentence meme

[alldancersaretalented]

Cami Vorhees' solos over the years

2013/14 (Age 5)

"My Boyfriend's Back"

1st in 8 and Under, Nexstar Columbus

2nd in Mini Solos, StarSystems Pittsburgh

Miss Mini DanceXplosion, DanceXplosion Nationals

2014/15 (Age 6)

"The Way You Make Me Feel"

1st in Mini Solos, JUMP Pittsburgh

2nd in Mini Solos, JUMP Providence

2nd in Mini Solos, 24/7 Rochester

Mini Female Velocity Artist, Velocity Nationals

Didn't place for Best Dancer, TDA Las Vegas

"Sweet Child of Mine"

5th in Mini Solos, Nuvo Pittsburgh

3rd in Mini Solos, 24/7 Tysons Corner

2015/16 (Age 7)

"All that Jazz"

2nd in Mini Solos, Jump Syracuse

3rd in Mini Solos, Jump Pittsburgh

3rd in Mini Solos, Nuvo Pittsburgh

"Circus"

1st in Mini Solos, Jump Providence

"Nature Boy"

2nd in Mini Solos, Radix Pittsburgh

1st in Mini Solos, Jump Pittsburgh

1st in Mini Solos, Hollywood Vibe, Pittsburgh

5th in Mini Solos, 24/7 Pittsburgh

1st in Mini Solos, NYCDA Pittsburgh

Regional Mini Female MVP, Velocity Pittsburgh

1st in Mini, 3rd Overall, VIP Dance, Pittsburgh

1st High Score Junior, Open Call Pittsburgh

Didn't Place for Best Dancer, TDA Orlando

2016/17 (Age 8)

"Dance like yo Daddy"

1st in Mini Solos, Jump Pittsburgh

Placed with other Solo, KAR Youngstown

"Wings"

1st in Mini Solos, 24/7 Rochester

2nd in Mini Solos, Radix Pittsburgh

1st in Junior Solos, Hollywood Vibe Pittsburgh

1st in Secondary 8 and Under, KAR Youngstown, Miss Petite

1st in Mini Solos, Jump Toronto

"Here I am"

2nd in Mini Solos, 24/7 Pittsburgh

"Who I am"

2nd in Mini Solos, Jump Buffalo

"Painter"

1st in Mini Solos, Jump Providence

2nd in Mini Solos, Nuvo Pittsburgh

2nd in Mini Solos, NYCDA Pittsburgh

"The Way"

1st in Mini Solos, NYCDA Pittsburgh

3rd Runner-up for Mini Female Best Dancer, TDA Orlando

2017/18 (Age 9)

"Ashed"

1st in Mini Solos, Jump Providence

3rd in Mini Solos, TDA Orlando

"Painting Grey"

1st in Mini Solos, 24/7 Tysons Corner

1st in Mini Solos, Jump Albany

1st in Mini Solos, Jump Philadelphia

Mini Female Best Dancer, TDA Orlando

"Bad Dream"

1st in Mini Solos, Jump New York

1st in Mini Solos, Nuvo Buffalo

"Stations"

1st in Mini Solos, Nuvo National Harbor

1st in Mini Solos, 24/7 Rochester

"Look What I've Become"

1st in Mini Solos, Nuvo Pittsburgh

1st in Mini Solos, Jump Pittsburgh

1st in Mini Solos, 24/7 Meadowlands

"Forgotten"

1st in Mini Solos, Jump Toronto

2018/19 (Age 10)

"Painting Gray"

Closing Show, Jump Portland

"Cringe"

Closing Show, Jump Pittsburgh

Closing Show, Nuvo Boston

Closing Show, Jump Buffalo

Closing Show, 24/7 Pittsburgh

"Into the night"

Closing Show, 24/7 Atlanta

Closing Show, Jump Washington

Closing Show, Nuvo Dallas

Closing Show, Jump Honolulu

Closing Show, 24/7 Meadowlands

1st in Mini Solos, Radix Pittsburgh

"All The World Will Know"

Closing Show, 24/7 Pittsburgh

Closing Show, 24/7 Chicago

2019/20 (Age 11)

"Movement"

1st in Junior Solos, JUMP Pittsburgh

"Everest"

3rd in Junior Solos, Nuvo Pittsburgh

"Into the Night"

1st in Junior Solos, 24/7 Pittsburgh

Top 15, TDA Live

"Flux"

1st in Junior Solos, 24/7 Rochester

2020/21 (Age 12)

"Unplug"

1st in Junior Solos, Nuvo Pittsburgh

1st in Junior Solos, Jump Baltimore

1st in Junior Solos, 24/7 Pittsburgh

1st in Junior Solos, Jump Pittsburgh

1st in Junior Solos, Radix Pittsburgh

1st in Junior Solos, Nuvo Meadowlands

1st in Junior Solos, TDA Orlando

"Knives Out"

Closing Show, 24/7 Pittsburgh

1st in Junior Solos, Radix Baltimore

1st in Junior Solos, Nuvo Atlantic City

Junior Female Best Dancer

"Belly Of The Beast"

1st in Junior Solos, Jump Philadelphia

2021/22 (Age 13)

"Fuego"

Closing Show, Nuvo Cleveland

Closing Show, 24/7 Orlando

Closing Show, 24/7 Pittsburgh

Closing Show, 24/7 Myrtle Beach

Closing Show, Nuvo Miami

Closing Show, TDA Orlando

Closing Show, Jump Philadelphia

"Paper Planes"

Closing Show, Nuvo Pittsburgh

Closing Show, 24/7 Meadowlands

2022/23 (Age 14)

"Don't Worry, Darlin"

1st in Teen Solos, 24/7 Pittsburgh

2nd in Teen Solos, Radix Pittsburgh

2nd in Teen Solos, TDA Orlando

"Dance of the Dream Man"

Teen Female Best Dancer

"Esotro"

1st in Teen Solos, Nuvo Pittsburgh

#dance #cami vorhees #dang

[itsneroart]

Pinned Info

Hi! My old account got nuked in the sweep of Dec 2018- five years later I'm finally starting over. My name is Nero. I draw gay comics aimed at adults. I work primarily in the genres of contemporary (Split Check) and horror (Ultraviolents), but I've dabbled in sci-fi and non-fiction. You may have seen my work in places such as Slipshine, Filthy Figments, Iron Circus Comics (I did The Poorcraft Cookbook!), The Nib, and more. I am also 1/6th of the steering committee/main web dev for The Cartoonist Cooperative (@cartoonistcoop ) and the sole head of the Adult Artists Webring.

My current comics are:

Split Check (illustrated by myself, co-written alongside Iris Jay): Nickesh, a hard-assed high-end chef, and Jaime, a scruffy experimental chef, are forced to work together on a brand-new restaurant. While sparks may fly in the kitchen, they can't keep their hands off each other in the bedroom. Updates Tues/Thurs on Slipshine.net, and Wed/Fri on Patreon.

Ultraviolents: A near-future body horror story about Sergio and Arnaldo, two men who use underground fighting and body modification as therapy. Updates Tues/Thurs for free at https://uv.itsnero.com/, with patrons always being one full month ahead of public updates.

Our Velocity: After a hookup at a basement punk show, two transgender men begin a rocky relationship full of bad decisions in rural Pennsylvania. Is it worth it to stay in a bad relationship just to be near another queer person who understands you? Coming in 2026 from Iron Circus Comics. Previews and other behind the scenes posts available on Patreon. I post art in a lot of places online- here's where you can find me:

Website

Twitter

Mastodon

Instagram

Furaffinity

Pixiv

Cohost

Bluesky

Picarto (streaming art once a week; usually Wednesdays at 6pm PT)

Shop (books, merch, and more)

Patreon (early access to comics)

I can't promise I'll use Tumblr all that often, but I'll do my best to keep up.

#webcomic #webtoon #intro post #pinned post #comics #comic art #trans art #gay art #artists on tumblr

[anethara]

i/p conflict. there is nothing coherent under this read-more. also a slur. and typos probably.

so. when i signed up to take this seminar about israel (ironically, about two weeks before 10/7), i did so thinking, "well, who knows. hopefully i will learn some new stuff and wrestle with this subject i have largely rejected whole cloth on account of annoyance." i expected to meet information i did not like or that made me uncomfortable. that's fine. that should be the drill, really, if you're jewish. "disturb us, Adonai, ruffle us from our complacency; make us dissatisfied" etc etc. and do you know what? it has changed my mind about some things - although, probably not the way the hartman institute imagined it would (the curriculum is a decade old). i'm not going to get into all that right now though.

no, i want to kvetch about something else that has happened in this class. i need to bitch and moan about the fact that almost no one else in the class seems to have come to the table with the same attitude. and i wonder: what the hell did you think we were going to discuss? we're talking about the challenge we face as reform jews in grappling with the israeli government's abject ideological failures. the whole program exists to resuscitate a conversation that had basically been abandoned by millennial jews because if our jewishness is in part defined by a commitment to social justice, we cannot feasibly support a state that flagrantly flouts those principles! so most of us threw our hands up on the subject of israel, and especially us american jewry - we said 'not my circus, not my monkeys.'

when all of this really popped off and suddenly every gentile could identify israel on a map, i was disgusted to realize something i've heard from basically every other jew ever, especially older folks: we will never really be assimilated, not truly. you're not nearly as american as you are jewish. this was logical knowledge, but until i experienced the ensuing tire spike of leftist antisemitism, it wasn't practical knowledge. it was like saying "yeah yeah i know how velocity works" and then getting into a neck-breaking car crash. because of this reaction, i did what a lot of us have done for the last few months: i retreated. i retreated because there has been no escape. in an age of surveillance normalcy and clickbait news, i cannot avoid incendiary headlines; goyim i haven't spoken to in months have flocked to my dm's (or invited me to dinner! without warning!) to ask me about my opinion on the war - a handful of these inquiries have been well-intentioned, if clumsy good-faith attempts, but most of them have the putrid aftertaste of "are you a good jew, or a bad jew?" lingering on them. even my beloved blue hellsite is not safe for me. and believe me, i have gotten very good at curating my dash over the years, but you people have found a way to fucking blast me with some of the most rancid, white supremacist tinfoil hat shit i've ever seen out in broad daylight, so to speak. i cannot tell you how many times in the last few months i've seen mutuals reblog something that made me think, damn just call me a kike and move on it will be better for both of us. so yeah, i've retreated. my non-jewish social circle shrunk exponentially within a matter of days. something i've had to repeat a lot is "i will have this conversation with other jews but i'm done having it with gentiles."

and now. and now. i cannot have this conversation with other jews!!!! at least, almost none who i see and interact with regularly. overnight, three fourths of my reform congregation turned to populist, nationalist rhetoric. people who months ago were championing reproductive freedom are now saying alarming things about the "duty" of jewish women to produce, and this is verbatim, "lots and lots of jewish babies!" today, in class, i had to fucking hand-hold someone through a reality check about the fact that hamas was not democratically elected so much as """democratically elected""" (read: at gunpoint) and you could see the gears turning, you could almost physically watch as this woman realized that if what i was telling her was true (which rabbi corroborated), that would logically terminate her justifications for violence against palestinians. "i just feel like if you support israel's military actions, there's no space for you in this conversation," she said, referring to the class. never mind that every fucking week we get derailed and the thing devolves into arguing about philosophical potholes and logical fallacies (which would be fine on saturday morning but this subject begs a slightly different tone imo). all we fucking do is hear out the pro-bibi spiel like patient parents and then gently try to offer facts and information only to be told we aren't 'making space' for the opinion that 'war crimes acceptable actually.'

anyway, all this to say that i am feeling deeply isolated and lonely right now. i don't want to talk to my remaining gentile friends about this. i can't talk with other jews about this, apparently. i haven't attended services in months (i'm usually there every week, fri-sun). i've been showing up to class via zoom (which i hate) so that i don't throw hands.

i gave rabbi a ride home the other night. she asked me, in the most earnest voice i have ever heard from another human being, "so. how are you doing?"

i do not know what compelled me to reveal this, especially to someone i have not had the easiest relationship with, but i said, "i'm sad. i'm lonely." she nodded. "hanukkah sucks this year. everyone who has ever conveniently forgotten about the maccabees for the last several decades - everyone who has celebrated a sanitized festival of lights so that we could compete with the christian slice of the hallmark card market - is suddenly trotting out the story of the revolt." she was still nodding. "and now, they've all gone and conveniently forgotten about how the hasmonean dynasty ended."

she seemed to chew on this for a moment. i like that about her. then she said, "if they ever even know about that part to begin with."

#original recipe #steam vent

[peter-author]

Nonsense About Hypersonic Weapons

There’s a media circus around hypersonic weapons. The media issue is threefold. One these weapons are hard to design and build, two we’re lagging behind Russia and China and three, and this is a critical part, we’re so far behind we’ll never catch up without more money.

Here’s a little history. In the ‘60s (yes the ‘60s) Kelly Johnson’s Skunk Works designed a seriously supersonic plane called the YF-17. It was a secret for over 10 years until the plane was accidentally renamed the Blackbird and broke speed records flying across the USA in the late ‘70s. It was not until 1990 that the plane was officially shown to and flown for the public – 25 years after Skunk Works first started secret test flights. Keep that time frame in mind.

Now, the USA is behind in the hypersonic weapons race.  Nonsense. We’ve had prototypes flying since well before 2010. There were three test programs then, the HTV-2 from Kelly Johnson’s Skunk Works (HTV-1 is not mentioned but predates 2010 by 5+ years), X-51 (well, there were X-49 an X-50 before that), and HyFly – these two both from Boeing. Since then there have been prototypes aplenty flying all over the country, seven prototypes in all from Lockheed Martin (ex-Skunk Works), Raytheon/Northrup Grumman, Dynetics/Sandia, Lockheed Martin/Dynetics, Sandia/Dynetics, Boeing and Lockheed Martin/Rocketdyne. Some of these are Air Force projects or DARPA/Airforce projects, or Army/Navy projects, or just plain Army projects.

The testing breaks down into two types of hypersonic systems: Scramjet or Boost-glide. In the first you air-launch the vehicle and a scramjet engine turns on and it zooms away at fantastic speeds at high altitude (usually). What’s a scram jet? Well, the combustion inside the casing is so intense that the engine needs more and more air to fuel the fire and the engine literally sucks its way faster and faster, especially at high altitude where the air is thin. In the Boost-glide vehicle, a rocket takes the vehicle to a very fast high altitude (sometimes just into space), aims it down towards a target and speed and gravity handle the rest. Some of these are long range weapon delivery vehicles like the LRHW (yes, that means long range hypersonic weapon – catchy, no?) and some are meant to be carried closer to target by conventional planes and launched towards target but at hyper-velocity speeds (Mach 5+) that an enemy will have little defense for.

And are these weapons ready to combat the China and Russia threat? Publicly? No. The Air Force, Army, DARPA, and Navy want more funds, the Pentagon wants more secrecy, the manufacturers want contracts that never end. And the media only gets snippets of information of tests that “failed to reach objectives,” “need more development” or “we’re trying to catch up.” Oops, we’ve seen this dance before. Mike White, the Pentagon principal director for hypersonic vehicles is quoted saying, “For operational security reasons, we cannot disclose the number of hypersonic flight tests and dates…. Across the department, we have dramatically increased the number of hypersonic flights tests in the past few years…” Translation? We’re having flight tests, not trials. The vehicles fly and we’re ready for next steps and newer, more expensive, models.

What, you thoughts the Blackbird program of the ‘60s, ‘70s and 80’s ethic was a one off?

#hypersonic #missiles #darpa

[beevean]

Favourite video game composers?

Where do I begin.

Fumie Kumatani is a legend among legends, responsible for some of the finest, most emotional works in the Sonic games, especially in Adventure 1 and Unleashed. At Dawn? Tricky Maze? Tikal’s theme? Gamma's theme? For True Story? Supporting Me? The Last Scene? High and Broken? Gaia Gate? Cool Edge Night? Skyscraper Scamper Day? All hers.

Jun Senoue? Hello? The perpetual banger machine? Giving us quality content since 1994? Even excluding the facemelting masterpieces that are the Crush 40 songs, I cannot possibly link all of my favorite works, my man can go from the hardest buttrock to the most somber piece. If you love an Adventure rock track, it was composed by him. Hell I even like some of his Sonic 4 work!

Tomoya Ohtani sort of replaced Senoue in the 10s, and he evolved an "anime" style, but before that his versatility had no peers and he’s also extremely prolific. The Knuckles raps, The ARK, His World, Wave Ocean (both with the help of Mariko Nanba) Crisis City (+ Classic and Modern remixes), Flame Core, End of the World, Endless Possibility, Windmill Isle Day, Rooftop Run Day (+ Classic and Modern remixes), Aquarium Park’s themes, Sea Bottom Segue, Infinite’s theme, Egg Gate, Mortar Canyon...

Kenichi Tokoi has been with us since Sonic Jam and I can't get enough of his jazzy, energetic style. You have no idea how many bangers he composed, and few people appreciate him! He gave us The Dreamy Stage, Egg Carrier’s theme (with some help from Kumatani), Mechanical Resonance, Unknown from M.E. (the good version), Battle Highway, all of Cyber Track themes, Sand Ruins, The Palace that Was Found, Unawakening Float, It Has Come To This, the Werehog Battle theme, Dragon Road Night, Jungle Joyride Night, Crimson Carnival, Planet Wisp’s themes, Terminal Velocity, Battle with Death Queen... I could go on forever. (and not Sonic related but Spaceship Strut has been living in my head rent free for years)

Hideaki Kobayashi! The one who can put an entire orchestra and choirs in a GBA soundchip! The one who gave us the delightful intro and history themes of Mega Collection! The one who made my favorite non-orchestral final boss theme (and horribly underrated) in the series! The one who gave us Solaris’s themes, the Egg Dragoon theme, Perfect Dark Gaia’s theme and Nega Wisp Armor’s themes! And easily the best staff roll theme in the series!

Yutaka Minobe is hella underrated, and his tracks often stand out in the soundtracks. He did The Doom, Ice Mountain, Music Plant, Lost Jungle, Deep Woods and the third Infinite boss theme.

Same for Mariko Nanba, who gave us Circus Park, Dusty Desert Quicksand, Tropical Jungle, White Acropolis, Kingdom Valley, Aquatic Base, Coral Cave, Haunted Ship and many of Colors’ area themes. (basically she’s half the reason ‘06′s ost is the greatest)

Tatsuyuki Maeda is not a name that you read often, but he also made some of my favorite tracks, from Volcano Valley to Gene Gadget, from Egg Rocket to Ocean Base.

Hideki Naganuma needs no introduction. Rush’s OST is iconic.

Naofumi Hataya and Masafumi Ogata, the geniuses behind CD's original soundtrack (and Sonic 2 8-bit, a personal favorite of mine), are a mandatory mention. Hataya also did a number of tracks outside of CD, like Ocean Palace, Mystic Mansion, Gems Collection’s OST, Terminal Velocity’s area theme and Ghost Town. (Ogata also did Ristar’s Crying World, one of my favorites from that game)

And finally, Tee Lopes, who earned his rightful place among the greatest after one game, and then proceeded to bless us more in Team Sonic Racing and even outside - that cover of Underground Zone he did with Senoue? Bliss <3

... And these are all just Sonic composers :p

Kenji Yamamoto is the most consistent composer for the Metroid games, and responsible for the masterpieces that are Super Metroid's and Metroid Prime's OSTs. Of course, special shoutout to Minako Hamano for giving us Maridia Rocky Underwater Area and Ridley’s theme, among other tracks she was not specificially credited for :) I know she was hugely responsible for Fusion’s OST, at least.

Yasumasa Kitagawa and Hiromitsu Maeba are by far my favorite composers for Ace Attorney, although they only did The Great Ace Attorney (and the crossover with Layton). Objection 2015, The Great Pursuit, Herlock Sholmes' theme, Barok van Zieks's theme, Kazuma Asougi’s second theme, The Game is Afoot, The Great Secret Trial... Aside from them, Noriyuki Iwadare is by far the most famous AA composer, and I like him a lot too, but he’s basically the Jun Senoue of AA, I don’t know where to begin with him lol. Maybe with Trials and Tribulations’ Objection theme, now the de facto Phoenix’s theme.

Hidenori Shoji, the man who has been carrying the Yakuza franchise since its inception! I’m only familiar with his work on Yakuza 0 but holy shit what a work - I am so weak for this kind of eclectic style. I mean, this guy gave us Receive You and its many different remixes!

Megaman had a ton of composers, too many to list, so special shout out to Yasuaki Fujita (main composer of MM3′s OST) Toshihiko Horiyama (main composer of X1′s OST, plus Apollo Justice’s), Naoto Tanaka (main composer of X5′s and X6′s OSTs, plus Justice for All’s), Ippo Yamada (general composer of the Zero series - a few examples of his work: Enemy Hall, Departure, Cannon Ball, Straight Ahead), Masaki Suzuki (many of Zero 2′s best tracks are his) and Shinichi Itakura (the one who graced us with Falling Down among other tracks :P).

Jeremy Soule is mostly famous for his Skyrim work. I know him for composing the OSTs of the first three Harry Potter games :P at this point tracks like Hogwarts’ theme, Diagon Alley and the title screen of Prisoner of Azkaban are part of my genetic makeup.

And of course, the one and only Michiru Yamane. Symphony of the Night is just her flexing as hard as she could - she could go from Marble Garden to Lost Painting to Festival of Servants in one game with no struggle. And before that, Bloodlines’s OST is an underrated gem in the Genesis library.

(also, as a bit of a footnote: NicolAmarfi and Blue123. I love Katawa Shoujo and its music so much, even if it’s a small indie visual novel)

#sonic the hedgehog #metroid #ace attorney #yakuza #megaman #harry potter #castlevania #long post