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Papyrus' face whipped to the side. Bloody marrow sprayed over the snow behind the Snowdin shop. The large humanoid bear kept Papyrus trapped under him with his fat body, the weight nearly crushing the skeleton's ribs and spine.
"GET OFF ME YOU-" Papyrus was rewarded with another snarl and a solid wack over the eye sockets.
"Hur hur hur. The poor vice Captain trapped and helpless. Magic all spent from training, eh? Wonder how much LOVE I'll receive from you. I think I want to find out." The bear raised his fists and crashed them down on Papyrus' ribs. With each blow his HoPe grew lower and lower.
He cried out, sharpened teeth barely holding back the bloody murder that Papyrus' throat contained. His gloves became stained with blood as he dug his claws uselessly into the bear's gut.
This was it. After so long. After so much. A measly yawn after training had alerted a nearby enemy of weakness.
He didn't know how he'd done it. How had he failed at holding onto his mask? How had he forgotten how dangerous letting go of it was?
Unknowingly, Papyrus' sockets screwed shut as he gave up. He finally just... Let go. How peaceful. No wonder Sans was lazy all the time. It was so nice. To let go. It was over and he knew it. All his stress melted away and for once, his mind was clear of headaches and pain. Heh. How nice it felt.
Abruptly, the weight was lifted from Papyrus and he thought it had been done. He was dust. Dead. He never got to say goodbye to Sans. His sockets cracked open and he was a bit disappointed to see that death looked like the underground.
His hearing cleared in time for a large roar to erupt from his left. Papyrus' skull whipped to the side to see Sans being yanked from the bear's shoulder. Blood flew with him as he rolled over the snow and landed gracefully on his feet, teeth stained with the monster's blood. Sans spat, shaking his head to get rid of his dizziness but the bear sprung onto the littler skeleton, clocking him solidly on the socket.
"SANS!" Papyrus cried, mad with worry. His brother. His weak little brother had saved him. His 1 HP brother. He stared in amazement, but concern. Gods, Sans was going to get himself killed!
Papyrus stood in time for his soul to be captured and he was forced away, being tossed into a tree. His vision went dark.
When he woke his skull was pounding. He groaned, not wanting to rise. But he had to. He had to find Sans.
He gingerly rose from his bed and noticed the balcony door open. Sans could be seen through the glass.
The taller skeleton paused at the doorway then quickly made his way to Sans' side.
He was smoking, sockets dark. He didn't acknowledge Papyrus' presence.
Papyrus didn't know what to say. He leaned against the balcony and looked down, not looking at his brother.
Their injuries were prominent against their ivory faces. A reminder.
"SANS-"
"don't. just don't." he cut him off. His own skull pounded and he wanted nothing more than some quiet. It was nice. No screaming. No yelling. Sans didn't want to deal with the arguing anymore. He had almost lost his brother today. He didn't want to be told how foolish he had been for stepping in.
There was a long silence.
There was no breeze, no sound except for the burning of Sans' cigarette when ever he inhaled it.
Sans put it out on the railing, the burn matching so many other marks on the balcony. He turned to leave, disappearing inside their home.
Papyrus stared down at the quiet little town. The place they'd called home for years.
"THANK YOU SANS." He whispered to no one.
The words didn't seem like enough.
Heya guys!
Now It is your turn to be creative! :D <3 Create a story to this picture! Dont be shy! :D <3
Feeding you spoilers cuz I think it's the most aesthetic thing I've drawn
fun hangout idea we meet and instead of having a normal conversation i stare at you with this stupid fuckass smile and wait for you to start talking
Do I have to post on here? Is it like a custom? Since i got this to look at others posts but now am questioning whether i should be posting or not ..😭
ykw fuck it, imma repost this to this acc as well >:3
(even though I'm supposed to be normal, and calm, and nonchalant and not an attention starved cunt over on this acc....)
WAHHH I NEED MORE ATTENTIONNN, SOOOO PLPSLPLSPLS FOLLOW ME ON PINTEREST 🥺👉👈
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Have some sketches I drew while a bit stressed out on the train because I forgot my laptop charger T-T
sinister mark art pack!
request my art here
brushes i used on csp:
milk carton brush
paint (yes thats the name)
fresh salmon
sona brush
my cousins keep making fun of me for liking bakudeku but then I see a bakudeku edit and it says they liked it so what does this mean...
hi catz dave
stare...
who the fuck are you...... take off THE GLASSESS!!!!!!!!
/lh/silly
Power Outage #83 Heh.
(I feel like Sari would make this face.)
Extras:
lowkey tempted to make a vent acc and block everyone ik on it
the closest Bruce and Dick ever came to their identities being revealed was when somebody made a side-by-side comparison of an interview that Dick and Bruce did together and one that Nightwing and Batman did together. in each, Dick is asked if he finds Batman hot, and vice versa Nightwing is asked about Brucie Wayne. synced up, it is eerily identical the way Dick/Nightwing gives a shit eating grin before responding ‘oh i would PAY to sleep with that man’ followed by Bruce/Batman giving the exact same flash-look of horror and delivering a lightning fast smack upside Dick/Nightwing’s head. the clip goes viral online and Dick laughs for months
Danny Phantom:Villain for hire writing prompt
Danny goes to college after he becomes ghost king and gets bored when his life is no longer packed with chaos.
Sure he could head to the realms and fight some ghosts but that was just regular chaos and he wanted to mix things up a bit.
It’s around this time that Danny learns about the young protégés of the Justice league.
One day while the JL are at the watch tower having a meeting IN SPACE they are interrupted by a teenaged invader.
The whole team goes on the defensive when much to their surprise, the teen passes out his resume and pulls up a PowerPoint title “Phantom:Villain for hire”
He then goes on to explain that he’d been in the hero game for years in a small town where the media actively portrayed him as a villain for years before going completely dark on the matter when Vlad was kicked out of office.
He explains that he’d been in fights with various levels of villains and is incredibly versatile with his power output and fight difficulty.
Which is why he would be the perfect villain to have their protégés practice against!!
He can be their villain of the week that helps them learn valuable life lessons while giving them a very real challenge WITHOUT the risk of death or dismemberment!
he can even create schemes catered to lessons they want to teach their proteges
for a price of course….
years down the line when each of them officially join the league. one by one the team has a mental breakdown when they find the bane of their existence eating a bagel in the league cafateroa
DpxDC #14
Idea that Tim is The Reincarnation of Danny but Ras is The Reincarnation of Vlad. I think that Vlad would get his Memories Back when Danny is born. it'd be really funny for him just to devolve into a comically evil supervillain when everyone's like he is a deadly danger and he's just laughing as he realized that his Nemesis has been born.
I think Danny wouldn't get their memories back until a little bit after they've been Robin. It's their first near death experience and then they're like God damn it, can I never not be a vigilante.
While Danny's on a mission in his early days as robin. he run into the league of assassins and end up getting kidnapped. I just want Vlad to try and intimidate this new Robin while Danny just locks eyes with him and knows. Danny will be like, you are no longer a threat to me.
Danny uses the Lazarus pit to talk to Clockwork to get Bruce back but as far as anyone is concerned he just went to the League of Assassins. It's also really funny if no one notices that they have this rivalry until after Bruce's back. like in Cannon where Ras wants him to be his heir but instead it's just Danny and Vlad who have way too much history not to throw down the second day they see each other. Everyone expects swords and verbal sparring when in reality they see each other and instantly fist fight.
Dead on Main au where Jason is of course Danny’s Fright Knight and like all knights do he has a weapon—except it’s his gun.
The batfam + justice league + everyone (except ghosts duh) don’t know that his normal average everyday gun is actually like a super powerful spiritual soul shooter that is, yaknow, capable of blasting someone into an alternate dimension where their greatest fears become real.
So imagine there’s like a big battle where a ghastly ghoul reigns terror on Gotham. The world sends their best hero’s—wizards and occultists are notably high highest in demand—to stop the ghost but, nothing works. All of the weapons and spells and chants fail.
But,
As the fights worsens and the heros scream for people to flee suddenly--
Loud squeaking footsteps echo across the ground. Jason yawns strolling into the battle zone in a ghostbusters t-shirt plaid pants bunny slippers--he strolls up in pajamas--as if annoyed at being woken up and cocks his fucking normal 'i could buy you at walmart' gun at the ghost.
His brothers screech at him yelling ”Are you insane” and to "get the hell out of here" in fear and panic because their idiot brother is trying to kill a real life ghost with a damn gun.
But then Jason shoots the ghost and it works.
The ghost fizzles down with a cry into just a little blob.
The young man then spends 30 minutes lecturing the spirit saying things like “you’re glad I’m not calling the big guy” and “you know our highness would not be happy learning what you’ve been doing” before taking out a thermos of all things and sucking the ghost into it.
Jason then sighs and walks away as if he hadn’t just defeated a hell raising ghost with a gun people can buy off a corner pawn store and a soup container.
Immediately the bat family swarms him with questions
Dick grabs him by his shoulders tense with worry, “Are you okay?”
“Um yeah—“ Jason tries to reply squirming in his hold
Damian cuts him off, “How the hell did your gun a physical weapon hurt that ghastly demonic spirit!”
“Uh that ghost is actually pretty chill you guys just pissed him off." Jason replies plain
They stare at him with a look saying 'you did not call a ghost that has been decimating gotham chill' probably because he did just that.
Tim is the first to break out of the disbelief stupor as he very inteligently says, "What?"
Jason responds easily with a confused quirk in his brow, "Second, my gun affects entities of all sorts, perks to my job and all that."
"How did being a vigilante and also probably crime boss give you a gun that could do that?" Dick asks
Jason sends him a look saying "are you an idiot" as he replies, "Yea, sure, kicking petty thieves and druggies got me my all powerful spirit weapon--No you dumbass, it's from being the bodyguard of the King of the Infinite Realms! How the hell did you guys not think of that!”
Tim breathes in, then breathes out, then breathes in again and screams, "Why the HELL WOULD WE THINK OF THAT JAY?!"
"The--" Batman, suddenly beside them, chokes, "Bodyguard of T-the what."
Jason blinks at his family then his eyes widen, "Oh shit."
"What?!" His family screech in panic
"Oh fuck," Jason says with a growing hysteric smile, "Danny's gonna have a big ol' fucking laugh with this."
"Brother who is Danny!" Damian demands for an answer
Jason coughs into his palm, "Oh yeah you guys really dont dont know. So I may have forgotten to explain some... things."
Bruce levels him with a stare that says "you think?"
Jason chuckles nervously, "So y'know how I'm half dead?"
pause
Damian very eloquently responds for the suddenly dying screaming combusting members of his family, "...sure."
"Well I met the King of the afterlife which is like the Ruler of Everything and he was really cute--" Jason says distant in his own world
"Theres a afterlife?" Superman asks casually appearing beside the emotionally wrecked family
"Yea its pretty cool. So I start flirting a bit with the guy and we hit it off, I now im his zombie ghost knight boyfriend lover for all time. Oh and i got this sickass gun." Jason says with a happy grin
"That is a pretty sick gun." John Constantine nods
"I know right?" Jason chirps
"You wouldn't mind if I inspected--" John reaches his hand
Jason slaps it away, "Not a chance you soul whore. Y'know your basically the tax evasionist of the Ghost Zone right?"
John only sighs and leaves
"But yea so I'm like the ghost world equivalent to married with the king and became his knight and thats how I was able to stop that ghost guy." Jason reiterates as if explaining a simple question, "Y'guys get that?"
Tim is on the ground trying to decide whether; sobbing hysterically, interogating jason to find out all the things he doesn't want to know or sleeping would be a better use of his time.
Dick has decided to blame himself and has started to draft a reddit post in the middle of the street starting with "I (23 m) have a younger brother (19 m), who I used to resent but really regret now, he died and came back and doesn't even tell me about what goes on in his life anymore. How do I fix our--"
Damian is just staring at the gun and... Jason pushes it deeper in his holster and shifts to the side, better to be safe than sorry with this thieving shit.
As Jason adjusts his weaponry he hears Bruce sob in the background, "He didn't even invite me to the wedding! Am I that horrible of a father!"
Wonder Woman pats his shoulder reasuringly whilst the rest of the League seem to be trying to calm him down
Jason looks around tiredly at the mess he had created and decides fuck it
"Alright I'm heading out for the night, you guys get home safe!" He yells and without caring to listen to anyone and everyone voicing their confusion he zips open a green portal and stumbles in
He crashes down on an unbelievably comfortable bed
Danny blinks blearily before sending the young man a sleepy smile, "Hey Jay, what kept you up so long?"
Jason slipping under the blankets with a yawn says, "You would not believe the night I just had."
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Edit: UMM HII The fic is out now here!! you guys are awesome I'll post the new chapter 2 in a hot sec after editting ^^
Danny keeps getting summoned to Gotham of all places but it keeps happening at night while he's wearing his Red Robin Pajamas. Worse. He's getting summoned as Fenton.
The first time it happened Danny appeared in the summoning circle started and looked around to see Gothams vigilantes standing over some very knocked out cultists. He locks eyes with Red Robin and makes a face. "Well, this is embarrassing."
The problem is that this keeps happening. The forth time it happened he had been in the middle of brushing his teeth. He accused the bats of doing this on purpose before breaking the circle again and sending himself back. Each time Danny is summoned he's wearing a completely different set of RR pajamas. No one even knew there were that many variations of it.
Steph made a bet that "Tim's simp" probably has a RR themed bed. They found out when the kid gets summoned while asleep in bed. Tough luck for her, Dannys bed was star/constellation themed. The bats takes his fingerprints and DNA while he's out cold and find out who he is.
Rip Tim Drake (from this text post)
Exists...
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Is cool.
ooc - Happy Thanksgiving to those of you who are celebrating! If you're not, have a great Thursday!
Hyuna's Revenge
Hyuna's revenge is threefold.
First — she knows her death would hurt Luka more than his own ever would.
Luka, who does not value his own body at all, smiles at the fact that he won even though he is thoroughly injured.
— Round 5 Commentary, Artbook
Heperu has long since trained Luka's fear of death out of him. It's implied that he's been put through the sensation of dying again and again until he overcame it.
At this point he isn't even phased by a gun to his head, only acknowledging it for a second in Wiege when it physically stops his forward step, before turning away uncaringly to look at what's more important to him — Hyuna.
Second — her final request asks him, requires him, to live.
Luka, live with love.
Embrace the pain, the frailty and the moments so unbearably shameful.
Forgive yourself…
Again and again, endlessly.
Because everything… begins from there.
Luka no longer has an easy out. Because oh death would be the easy way out. Living is the true challenge.
And to do what Hyuna asked of him?
Despite being subjected to the cruelest, harshest training known in Alnst since childhood, this will be the hardest thing he'll ever do.
By leaving him with those words, Hyuna has left him with no choice but to honor her final request, continue to live on without her, and be haunted by the gaping hole of her absence thereon.
This is even more harsh when you consider Hyuna has been Luka's coping mechanism this entire time, and she mercilessly stripped that away from him. Which leads us to:
Third — with her death, Hyuna is forcing Luka to confront everything he's been avoiding.
Luka was only able to walk away so easily (figuratively and literally) because he was escaping reality through Hyuna.
I resented you so.
I had to keep moving forward in every moment...
In comparison Hyuna was never able to accept what happened. She had to grapple with her pain, her loss, and her inability to come to terms with it in her every waking moment.
By dying right in front of him, Hyuna is forcing his eyes open to the reality he wasn't facing when he made her his entire world.
Luka made her his chosen savior, but what can he do when she's the one dying?
He now has to confront not only her death, but Hyun Woo's, and everyone else's. All of the horrific deaths he had witnessed, all of the ones he had a hand in.
But Hyuna also left him the answer within her last words — words that serve as both his condemnation and his salvation.
They're one last puzzle to solve, and if he manages to find his answer, Luka will be able to save himself.
She left him the answer, the words he needs, because even to the very end Hyuna cares deeply for that small child.
Hyuna truly chose to carry out her revenge in the cruelest... and gentlest way possible.
This time...
I'll be your new puzzle to solve.
So don't rush, and take your time to figure it out.
I don't know how long it'll take...
But I hope you find your own answer.
bitches be like "this is my comfort movie <3" and its a movie about a cosmic murderer clown and 7 traumatized weird kids
Does anyone have an Ibuprofen? I have a headache-
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Made some fanart! I took some creative liberties with the suit and because drawing glasses ON people is not a skill I have, he's just holding them >:)
I'm super duper excited for Stories from Styx!
Look at this good boy I have made!
He is a noodle and I love him
"I could explain more about the Laplace Demon concept if you, dear readers, are interested but that would be for another occasion. Another essay hehe."
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Explaining Laplace's Demon tehory in the context of 14dwy.
Thank you so much for giving me an excuse to talk about this dear anon!
In this post i'll elaborate further about something i said in the end of this super long post. As always TW for 14dwy spoilers!
(Joke's on you, sir, i DID come here for the tales of old)
And this tale in specific is really old. Around two hundred years old to be specific. In 1814 a man known by the name Pierre-Simon de Laplace wrote an essay about a deterministic concept known later as the "Laplace's demon" (although he already seemed to be exploring this concept since 1773)
We may regard the present state of the universe as the effect of its past and the cause of its future. An intellect which at a certain moment would know all forces that set nature in motion, and all positions of all items of which nature is composed, if this intellect were also vast enough to submit these data to analysis, it would embrace in a single formula the movements of the greatest bodies of the universe and those of the tiniest atom; for such an intellect nothing would be uncertain and the future just like the past could be present before its eyes.
(Pierre Simon Laplace, Philosophical Essay on Probabilities.)
But what does this all mean? Well basically this man spoke about a hypothetical "intelligence" (he didn't precisely used the word "demon") that, knowing the precise location of every particle in the universe and where they were headed, they would be able to guess the past and future values for any given time. In other words, we would be referring to an almighty hypothetical "thing" able to see the past and future of every single thing in the universe.
Of course this is all a model, a theory, an exploration on what would happen if something like this existed in the first place. After all, it was all a philosophical essay in the first place, wasn't it?
"Une intelligence ... Rien ne serait incertain pour elle, et l'avenir, comme le passé, serait présent à ses yeux."
Of course, Mr. Laplace wasn't the only one to explore the idea of an almighty intelligence since other philosophers like Condorcet, Holbach and Diderot also wrote about it.
Now there are several theories (some more modern than others) to explain why an intelligence of this nature will never be possible to exist but there is one that might ring a bell for some people "The Chaos Theory"
Or as some might know it: The butterfly effect.
This theory basically poses that minor variations between the starting conditions of two systems can result in major differences. That's why you say that "A butterfly flying in certain direction today can lead to huge catastrophes tomorrow" it's not something (so) literal but it is useful to illustrate how small can be the variation and how huge can be the result. Of course the change doesn't have to be huge. It can be a minor change, but a change nonetheless.
Btw chaos theory is applicable when knowledge of the system is imperfect, whereas Laplace's demon assumes perfect knowledge of the system, therefore the variability leading to chaos in chaos theory and non-variability in the knowledge of the world Laplace's demon holds are noncomparable.
But, What does this all has to do with 14dwy?
Glad you ask. Actually a lot.
Starting off with the idea of how perfect is this game integrating even its genre (Visual Novel) to the theory. I believe there is no bigger example of the butterfly efect than a Visual Novel, where choosing (or not) certain options can lead to certain results (big or small). Very much like the butterfly effect. And funnily enough, it's us, the player, the embodiment of this umpredictability, since we are the ones that make the choices in the game. We are the antagonists of a hypothetical Laplace's Demon. We are it's antonym. We are an angel. The idea of a change that the system cannot predict. Of course this is questionable. Because as much as we have certain "freedom" we still need to abide by the choices that the very game gives to us.
This takes us back to the question of who is the entity that speaks to us in this cryptic messages on day four? Who is this (allegedly) Laplace's Demon? and what are my personal arguments on why i don't think it's [REDACTED].
Let's start by breaking down the messages. I have them all decoded in my previous post along with a really easy (i hope so) explanation on how the cipher works.
"...ATTEMPTING TO REWRITE WHAT HAS ALREADY BEEN ORDAINED SINCE THE BEGINNING"
Here, the entity mentions the certainty of the past, but not the certainty of the future.
"...ATTEMPTING TO DIG UP THE ROOTS OF FATE AS THOUGH IT WERE A WEED AND PLANTING YOUR OWN CORRUPT SEEDLING IN ITS PLACE"
Here, the entity presumably refers to the idea of our (very limited) free will and how we're pushing the limits of the system (in this case by attempting to keep advancing on a route that supposedly leads nowhere else). To make this more clear, this entity speaks to us when we load the save file multiple times trying to keep advancing down that path when the course of action contemplated is that we should just stop and load another save file. We're persistent creatures, after all.
"PERHAPS WE ARE THE SAME, THEN"
Of course fucking ✨not✨
"I TOO FIND ENJOYMENT IN DISRUPTING THE VINES OF KISMET AND WATCHING HIM STRUGGLE"
Now i swear i never heard the word "kismet" before this day. But it seems to be some sort of archaic synonim of the word "fate". Although according to Cambridge Dictionary it is actually "A force that (some people) think controls what happens in the future, and is outside human control"
Also, this entity seems to be having its fun with Ren/REDACTED's struggles. It doesn't really see our unpredictability (yet) as a threat.
"TWAS I WHO GAVE HIM HIS GIFT, AS I DID WITH OTHERS..."
AND THIS
This right here boy oh boy.
I gave him his gift: A rant about human deities through the holy act of programming.
(As pretentious as this title is, please hear me out)
There's a really interesting article named Embracing Λόγος: Programming as Imitation of the Divine that basically says:
The programmer must begin by defining things – material or conceptual. “We are unable to reason or communicate effectively if we do not first make the effort to know what each thing is.” (Rayside, Campbell) By considering the ontological questions of the things in our world, in order to represent them accurately (and therefore ethically) in our programs, the programmer enters into the philosophical praxis. Next, the programmer adds layers of identity and logic on top of their ontological discovery, continuing in the praxis.
But the programmer takes it a step further – the outcome of their investigation is not only their immaterial thought but, in executing the program, the manifestation of their philosophical endeavor into material reality. The program choreographs trillions of elementary charges through a crystalline maze, harnessing the virtually infinite charge of the Earth, incinerating the remains of starlight-fueled ancient beings in order to realize the reasoning of its programmer. Here the affair enters into the realm of Ethics.
“The programmer is attempting to solve a practical problem by instructing a computer to act in a particular fashion. This requires moving from the indicative to the imperative: from can or may to should. For a philosopher in the tradition, this move from the indicative to the imperative is the domain of moral science.” (Rayside, Campbell) Any actions taken by the program are the direct ethical responsibility of the programmer.
Furthermore, the programmer, as the source of reason and will driving a program, manifesting it into existence, becomes in that instant the λόγος σπερματικός (“logos spermatikos”) incarnate. The programmer’s reason, tapped into the divine Reason (λόγος), is generated into existence in the Universe and commands reasonable actions of inanimate matter.
Basically the programmer goes through each and every stage a deity would go through when creating the universe.
AND GUESS WHO IS A PROGRAMMER IN 14DWY???
(Ren/REDACTED in case you don't know hehe)
When the entity says "I gave him his gift" i believe this is exactly what he is referring to. While a Laplace's Demon knows every particle in the physical systems (and assumes it's knowledge of said system is perfect), a programmer works with Operative Systems (Windows, Linux, Ubuntu).
As for us, the angel, the antagonist of the demon of Laplace, we are the chaos theory, the one that conceives the knowledge of the system as imperfect.
Btw the person manipulating some choices in certain moments? Totally Ren/REDACTED. As they have the power of messing with the game and are totally self-aware of this being a visual novel.
But who gave Ren/REDACTED this power? Was Ren/REDACTED so skillful that they were able to defy the laws of worldbuilding? Picture this: the equivalent would be a programmer in the real world so skillful that they become able to defy the reality itself.
I believe the responsible is this "all knowing entity" since it just said it itself "It was I who gave him his gift". After all he is, and i quote, "THE PAST, PRESENT, AND FUTURE, COMBINED INTO ONE" really ominous shit.
There are obvious gaps in this theory but it's the best i can do with the limited knowledge i have. I am not a physicist so i can't really dwell in formulas and numbers as much as i would. Maybe i'll interview a professor in college in the future but for now i hope this is enough.