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fragileandsoft2016-09-12 12:15 amAfterstellar
It's been a long, long year.
Identities have warped and shifted, confidence shattered and glued back together, memories lost and reformed. Countless lives hung in the balance over the course of a blind, stumbling adventure with a great soundtrack--but, at least they escaped with their own lives. Someone's life, at least. Not a one came back from Terra the same person they'd been before.
Home, however, is waiting right where it left.
Identities have warped and shifted, confidence shattered and glued back together, memories lost and reformed. Countless lives hung in the balance over the course of a blind, stumbling adventure with a great soundtrack--but, at least they escaped with their own lives. Someone's life, at least. Not a one came back from Terra the same person they'd been before.
Home, however, is waiting right where it left.
panspermia2016-05-21 11:13 pmCrystal Lite AU
In the years since the Crystal Gems were last seen, things have gotten... interesting, in the Universe family. Monsters don't stop attacking the temple simply because its inhabitants are gone, and dangerous artifacts don't stop threatening humanity. The last remaining remnant of the Crystal Gems is one little boy, without any proper magical guidance or teachers of his heritage to show the way. What he has left to him is a handful of abandoned relics to piece together hints, and the secondhand experience of his very ordinary, very overwhelmed father.
They get by. His powers are growing, slowly but steadily. With each new ally or ability they uncover, things get a little better. It's never easy, but it's not as hard. And they've always got each other to count on, no matter what. So long as they've got that, there's nothing in the universe that can stop them.... though it does try.
They get by. His powers are growing, slowly but steadily. With each new ally or ability they uncover, things get a little better. It's never easy, but it's not as hard. And they've always got each other to count on, no matter what. So long as they've got that, there's nothing in the universe that can stop them.... though it does try.
panspermia2016-01-06 11:22 pmCALL ME OUT
AUs + etc welcome!
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bakerstreet prompt you want to try? Hoping to voice test? This is the place to hit me up!panspermia2015-06-18 09:12 pmHey, Free Test Drive!
[Interested in Free Magic from Freesia City? Test your character out to see if you like the fit! After all the game application requires a sample of threads for your play style, so let us help you get there!]
Scenarios
1. [You've arrived dazed, dazzled, and disoriented, but unharmed. As much as you search for some understanding of what's going on, no one is willing to help. Passers by give you a breadth of space automatically, and pretend not to hear you when you call out to them. Direct contact and confrontation earns one or two dismissive words at most, and each consecutive effort only brings further disdain from everyone around you. Try not to start a fight, please.]
2. [There's a power inside of you. The only question is how to get it out. If you're new to magic, it will take a lot of practice and perseverance to control, but it'll be worth your while once you master it. Up until that point... well, try not to wear anything too flammable, and do your best not to pull a muscle.]
3. [The shadows are writhing, and you're in a shady part of town. The Nox are restless, and you won't like what they do to liven things up. Stand your ground if you think you can, but there's no shame in running away screaming for help.]
4. [Have you got any of your own ideas? Go to it! It's a big, magical world out there.]
Scenarios
1. [You've arrived dazed, dazzled, and disoriented, but unharmed. As much as you search for some understanding of what's going on, no one is willing to help. Passers by give you a breadth of space automatically, and pretend not to hear you when you call out to them. Direct contact and confrontation earns one or two dismissive words at most, and each consecutive effort only brings further disdain from everyone around you. Try not to start a fight, please.]
2. [There's a power inside of you. The only question is how to get it out. If you're new to magic, it will take a lot of practice and perseverance to control, but it'll be worth your while once you master it. Up until that point... well, try not to wear anything too flammable, and do your best not to pull a muscle.]
3. [The shadows are writhing, and you're in a shady part of town. The Nox are restless, and you won't like what they do to liven things up. Stand your ground if you think you can, but there's no shame in running away screaming for help.]
4. [Have you got any of your own ideas? Go to it! It's a big, magical world out there.]
inspirethefire2015-02-21 01:21 pmVigilante Vandalism
Who: Enemies and Allies to the Egg Regime
What: LET'S WRECK EGGMAN'S SHIT
Where: The Egg Carrier
When: Late at night, Feb. 21
Warnings: Robot violence--towards and by
( Smash some mailboxes, too )
[[Tag around under the different categories; make top levels, separate into groups. Don't stick to tagging order too much, and break away or threadjack where appropriate! Things are sure to get chaotic before long, so don't feel married to one goal per character.
For reference of the Egg Carrier and layout, Jeff has gathered many resources for you. Eggman's robots will largely be player controlled, so go nuts and kick some robot ass!]]
What: LET'S WRECK EGGMAN'S SHIT
Where: The Egg Carrier
When: Late at night, Feb. 21
Warnings: Robot violence--towards and by
( Smash some mailboxes, too )
[[Tag around under the different categories; make top levels, separate into groups. Don't stick to tagging order too much, and break away or threadjack where appropriate! Things are sure to get chaotic before long, so don't feel married to one goal per character.
For reference of the Egg Carrier and layout, Jeff has gathered many resources for you. Eggman's robots will largely be player controlled, so go nuts and kick some robot ass!]]
firegonedire2014-06-30 09:37 pm(no subject)
Each day is a trial, and the nights are only a moment's recess between. It's hard for anyone, it has to be, but they do their best to stand strong and guide their amassed group as well as possible. One has to maintain a brave face and summon every scrap of courage and wherewithal they have, if they are going to keep any of it in the first place.
It's necessary. It's inspiring. It's hopeful. And it's genuinely, truly exhausting. The world crumbles around their ears, and all they can do is keep a straight face and keep looking forward, to a future that likely will never come. All they can do is take one step at a time.
But in the night, with the fires put out and the hush fallen on their camp for a few desperate hours, they have just that one small moment of respite. Not safety, never safety. They have each other, and a the one time they can just allow themselves to be weary with each other. For a scant few moments, they can stop being leaders, and just be two boys, lost but for one another.
It's necessary. It's inspiring. It's hopeful. And it's genuinely, truly exhausting. The world crumbles around their ears, and all they can do is keep a straight face and keep looking forward, to a future that likely will never come. All they can do is take one step at a time.
But in the night, with the fires put out and the hush fallen on their camp for a few desperate hours, they have just that one small moment of respite. Not safety, never safety. They have each other, and a the one time they can just allow themselves to be weary with each other. For a scant few moments, they can stop being leaders, and just be two boys, lost but for one another.
inspirethefire2014-05-12 12:09 am(no subject)
It was a well-known rule that, so long as any other option exists, one should never eat the cafeteria food. Too often it was spiked with some sort of weird chemical, potion, mutagen, anything that would cause absurd effects through the school. Also it just wasn't very good. One either had to prepare their own food, or purchase it elsewhere, if they wanted to avoid potential trauma.
Now, there's two distinct problems that come with being raised in a wealthy family: not knowing how to cook, and being accustomed to very fancy food. Hajime wished to learn, but did not want to start with basics. Surely he could do better than sandwiches and rice balls! He'd always been a quick study in all other subjects, cuisine surely would be no different.
The kitchen reeked of cloying sweet sauce, mingled with the scent of charred meat. It's okay that it's burning, right??? That's what it means to be a flambe! He threw some more sauce on it. For flavor. And to cover up the burning smell some more. Everything's fine he knows exactly what to do cooking is a science!
Now, there's two distinct problems that come with being raised in a wealthy family: not knowing how to cook, and being accustomed to very fancy food. Hajime wished to learn, but did not want to start with basics. Surely he could do better than sandwiches and rice balls! He'd always been a quick study in all other subjects, cuisine surely would be no different.
The kitchen reeked of cloying sweet sauce, mingled with the scent of charred meat. It's okay that it's burning, right??? That's what it means to be a flambe! He threw some more sauce on it. For flavor. And to cover up the burning smell some more. Everything's fine he knows exactly what to do cooking is a science!
soabirdcameand2013-08-05 07:33 pmDERP SQUAD: THE SERIES
We did it guys.
The PH is gone, everyone got to go home, and now it's all friends all the time. In space! Everything is great, and we're all going to be happy and together all the time going on space adventures. Three good pals, twirling through space in a spiffy box, and with definitely no sudden mysterious means to break them up again or ruin the fun. They can rest assured that they'll never have to go home to horrible traumas, or depressingly empty voids, and definitely never get pulled back into some evil plot by COMPASS, because those guys are definitely gone. Yep, Everything is as it should be.
"I DIDN'T DO IT!"
First someone should probably put the fire on the TARDIS' control panel out. Not Wheatley, though, he's too busy yelling instead of finding an extinguisher.
Like I said, as it should be.
soabirdcameand2012-08-08 08:59 pmAll Aboard
As if there wasn't enough terrible things about being stuck on a terrible ship in the middle of a terrible ocean, Wheatley had discovered that, when not terribly terrifying, it was terribly dull. But, to be fair, dull was something he was used to, so he knew how to improvise.
"Detective!" warbled the vaguely hook-shaped shadow on the far wall. "The murderer also stole all the corn!"
"Not to worry, lads," replied the lumpy circular shadow. "I'll crack this case! With my trusty pipe--" A smaller lump appeared at the shadow's edge, "I'm sure to get the ol' noggin going."
It was rather aggravating, getting the light on the far wall to stay even, since it involved keeping his head still, but he thought his shadow puppet theater was shaping up quite nicely. He was pretty engaged in the storyline, at least, and it was loads better than the stuff he could manage before he had hands.
"Detective!" warbled the vaguely hook-shaped shadow on the far wall. "The murderer also stole all the corn!"
"Not to worry, lads," replied the lumpy circular shadow. "I'll crack this case! With my trusty pipe--" A smaller lump appeared at the shadow's edge, "I'm sure to get the ol' noggin going."
It was rather aggravating, getting the light on the far wall to stay even, since it involved keeping his head still, but he thought his shadow puppet theater was shaping up quite nicely. He was pretty engaged in the storyline, at least, and it was loads better than the stuff he could manage before he had hands.
Entry tags:
DREAMWIDTH MUSELIST
Greg Universe ♕ STEVEN UNIVERSE
panspermia ♕ Hey, Free Magic + Interstellar
Tanaka Hajime ♕ OSU! TATAKAE! OUENDAN
inspirethefire ♕ homeless
sevenyearnoob ♕ homeless
.MADOTSUKI ♕ YUME NIKKI
zombnambulist ♕ homeless
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Wheatley ♕ PORTAL
soabirdcameand ♕ homeless
alleyenobrain ♕ homeless
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ATLAS ♕ PORTAL
sixextraseconds ♕ homeless
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Kiyotaka Ishimaru ♕ DANGAN RONPA
needsairtime ♕ homeless
.Fluttershy ♕ MY LITTLE PONY
sailorkindness ♕ homeless
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Fawful ♕ Super Mario
thecrazyhasme ♕ homeless
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Chell ♕ PORTAL
statisticallyterrible ♕ homeless
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Daniel ♕ AMNESIA: THE DARK DESCENT
ilovelamp ♕ homeless
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Franky ♕ ONE PIECE
coupde ♕ homeless
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Missile ♕ GHOST TRICK: PHANTOM DETECTIVE
pomergeist ♕ homeless
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Fix-it Felix Jr. Wreck-it Ralph
fixingforpie ♕ homeless
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Agent Spin ♕ Elite Beat Agents
eba05 ♕ homeless
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Sparks Nevada ♕ The Thrilling Adventure Hour
fromearth ♕ homeless
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sailorkindness.livejournal.com2011-11-23 05:26 pmEntry tags:
FRIENDSHIP IS TAGGING
Now you're a pony. Were you a pony all along, or is this a new and baffling experience to you? I dunno. The only answer I have is PONIES AND MAGIC.
sailorkindness.livejournal.com2011-09-10 11:18 pmEntry tags:
(no subject)
[Fluttershy trots happily over the lush grass, humming a sweet tune. It's a sunny day, the birds are singing, and the flowers are bright--perfect for picking. On such a pleasant day, she even doesn't mind to wander close to the forest's edge, to find more wildflowers.]
ireofthefire.livejournal.com2011-08-19 12:18 amEntry tags:
Evil AU Open Post
The title says it all. Evil AUs: from the XI Grimdark AU, messed with by the Yin Yang Yoyos, or just a general AU that made this guy into a prick. Or, indeed, maybe if they were originally a jerk, this is an AU to make them a good guy? Well, that's up to you.
Note the nature of your character in the headline. Both AU characters and originals can tag in.
Note the nature of your character in the headline. Both AU characters and originals can tag in.
listennlearn.livejournal.com2010-04-25 01:34 am(no subject)
Christmas was, apparently, more than anything Spin could have imagined. He'd had a few, distant and cursory things keeping in tradition and not much beyond that. But here he was, wit ha whole family of people, ones who were happy to have him there, that encouraged him and were really kind. He wasn't used to it. It had taken a lot of getting used to, wondering how badly he could ruin their expectations, and what they wanted from him. But they just liked him. Like J did. He didn't know what to make of it.
They had decorated a tree, and put presents under it, and now they were making cookies. Homemade, with cookie cutters and everything. Spin felt like he was in some sort of TV holiday special. And that was amazing. He'd never thought it could feel this warm.
Mixing the bowl of batter, smiling to himself over the whole thing, Spin was too pleased to notice the slight glow building around his hands.
They had decorated a tree, and put presents under it, and now they were making cookies. Homemade, with cookie cutters and everything. Spin felt like he was in some sort of TV holiday special. And that was amazing. He'd never thought it could feel this warm.
Mixing the bowl of batter, smiling to himself over the whole thing, Spin was too pleased to notice the slight glow building around his hands.
canstillhearit.livejournal.com2010-02-24 06:11 pmEntry tags:
(no subject)
The war field is quiet, for the moment. As quiet as one can really be. No battles in the immediate area, is the direct point. That does not discount the idea that one could erupt at any moment. These things have the tendency to sort of jump up out of nowhere. One would deem it tiresome, if one could ever really feel tired. He couldn't.
All he was doing for now, anyway, was listening. He had some skill with that; when the opponent approached, he was generally capable of hearing them before most other soldiers. There was something about them that made them easy to anticipate. It was an advantage, to no doubt. Years had gone with him simply taking the advantage and accepting that it proved their side doomed to failure.
Though it was in recent months the questions began to slowly bubble to the surface. He didn't know what it meant. One couldn't exactly say he was 'curious,' by any means. But the questions were still present. Something to inquire on, perhaps. At a less vital time.
And in this war, every moment was vital.
All he was doing for now, anyway, was listening. He had some skill with that; when the opponent approached, he was generally capable of hearing them before most other soldiers. There was something about them that made them easy to anticipate. It was an advantage, to no doubt. Years had gone with him simply taking the advantage and accepting that it proved their side doomed to failure.
Though it was in recent months the questions began to slowly bubble to the surface. He didn't know what it meant. One couldn't exactly say he was 'curious,' by any means. But the questions were still present. Something to inquire on, perhaps. At a less vital time.
And in this war, every moment was vital.