This one isn’t as finished as I’d like – I want to do
more shenanigans, but I couldn’t think of any. But, as I announced
before, as of next week ToAD is going to be going on haitus while I post
(and finish) Psychic Singularity, and I didn’t want to leave ya’ll
hanging without some of them at least.Please note, Tales isn’t over – or at least, I don’t plan for them to
be, I have more in stories in progress for here. This is a hiatus, not
an ending. I simply have been teasing Singularity for so long, it needs
posted, and it’ll give me a chance to build up some buffer for here.
I’ll hopefully see you all back here when Singularity is over, and I
hope you enjoy it too. 🙂
As arranged back when he began filming, Steve dropped off the videos
for his show before he sent them off. He hovered as everyone gathered,
bringing together snacks and settling down in the living room.“You want to stay?” James asked, pausing to look at Steve curiously.
“I…kinda? I mean, I don’t think I filmed anyone or anything that
would piss anyone off, and I’d like to get the crit right away, but…?”“Come on in, they won’t really tone it down but they won’t be cruel
unless you really broke those rules we set out before,” James said,
gesturing as he walked towards the living room for Steve to follow.
“There’s notebooks for later, so don’t worry about missing something.”“Gosh, that’s so reassuring…” Steve muttered, following anyway. May
as well get it straight from the source – and he really, really wanted
to hear what these people had to say, even as he dreaded it.
Tag: jamie
Live, Laugh, Love
Random idea: guy finds a stone tablet engraved with a
mysterious alien language and gets caught up in a national
treasure-esque adventure to decipher its meaning, only to learn that
it’s just an alien “live, love, laugh” decorationhttp://phenyxsnest.tumblr.com/post/157414155718/bidoof-movie-idea-guy-finds-a-stone-tablet
People believe that their way of writing will stay the same
forever. That future generations will be able to read what they leave
behind with the same ease with which is was written.People are wrong.
Sometimes, as little as a hundred years can be enough to change writing so far that it needs translated.
A thousand years after the Transcendence had changed the world, and the same held true.
It could get a little frustrating, especially for someone like Arthur
Tabors, who specialized in turn-of-the-Transcendence history. It was
fascinating, the way they had gotten around not having magic, the
legends they had created to explain away magical creatures and their
deeds.At the moment, he was on a dig in Gravity Falls, outside the town’s
original boundaries. It had grown and shifted in size and location in
the years since the Transcendence, and tracing it had taken the last two
years.If what he had gotten together was correct, then somewhere in this
area, buried underground, was a bunker, originally created by the famous
Stanford Pines, later used by the entire Pines family and shared with
Dr. James Gallucio.If Arthur could find it…if it hadn’t already been ransacked in the
years since the Transcendence…what a time capsule it could be!But of course there was a problem. Whenever Stanford had built this
mythical bunker, he had created it to be secret and difficult to find.
And by difficult, Arthur meant “damn near impossible”.
Taming the Wild Pt 4
It took a few months for Steve to finish shooting the first season of his show.
He
worked faster than James, a bit sloppier, but then again, he was
focused on animal life, not the paranormal, and his enthusiasm tended to
get the better of him. The Beard Cubs, the Leprecorn, the nesting pair
of Cowls, the Plaidypus he’d seen when they first came to the Falls,
those were recorded, talked about in depth and handled if possible, but
not the gnomes, who weren’t animals, despite the arguments for and
against.If they could talk to him and make those rude
gestures, fully aware of what they meant, then they were off limits so
far as Steve was concerned, though his producers pushed. He wanted to
record animals, the new and wild that had come into public knowledge,
not the sentient beings who had unwillingly revealed their existence to
the world, even if he did get carried away with his recording at time.He
had the scars to prove it. Then again, so did Dr. Gallucio, for all his
nerdery, and comparing scars was an entertaining way to spend an
evening.And then there was Alcor.
Taming the Wild Pt 3
Steve Cordawin had seen the episodes of both Behind the Myth: Gravity Falls and Taming The Wild
(at least, the obviously heavily episode that had been released and
then immediately pulled from the air) set in Gravity Falls. He had heard
of the difficulties Kurt was having shooting any more episodes (or
anything at all) in the small town after the disaster that was his first
and about the lawsuit from Pacifica Northwest over the interviews he
had planned to air that had somehow been replaced by the uncut versions
at the last minute. He had heard of how Dr. Gallucio had so easily slid
into the Falls like a missing puzzle piece, a fact reflected in the
episodes of Behind the Myths set in the town. Admittedly, the
episodes didn’t go in depth yet, but they showed a level of love and
care beyond what even Dr. Gallucio usually allowed onto the screen.And
he wanted in. The ultimate challenge, an amazing adventure, and he
would get to see what Dr. Gallucio was up to. No downsides!Not
even the demon – that was the most exciting aspect of all! A demon
wandering around town, and everyone just…lived with it? It didn’t want
to attack and kill and cause chaos? It was unheard of, it was amazing,
he wanted to know more and he wanted it on film!And there
were so many animals in Gravity Falls that didn’t live anywhere else!
…Steve hoped they had a good hospital there, because he could see
needing it quite a few times.Grinning, Steve sent off a
text to Dr. Gallucio, who he had in his contacts as a research option –
with all the new supernatural creatures coming out of the woodwork, it
was good to have someone around he could ask about them, and about which
ones were sentient and which were actually animals, so he wouldn’t go
stalking people just trying to live their lives.He sat
back to wait…Dr. Gallucio was always slow to answer texts…with
bouncing knee and filled with nerves. Waiting was the worst part.
Taming the Wild Pt 2
Dipper looked down at the video in his hands, turning it over and
over in obvious confusion. “Jamie…how did you even get this?”Jamie
shrugged nonchalantly, though his cheeks were dusted with pink and he
was fiddling with his glasses. “Kurt might…be trying to brag,” he
said, free hand gesturing vaguely. “That he, you know, managed to make
an episode about Gravity Falls before I did? Even though I’ve been here
longer? And wanted to rub it in?”“And he just…gave you
the video he made?” Dipper asked incredulously. “Of the unaired episode?
Of the show he made that he thinks is competing with yours?”“Well,
just a copy,” Jamie modified. “I just…he was bragging about getting
‘the Dreambender’ on film, so I figured all of you should watch it with
me, and see just what he’s planning on before this gets out. Sort
of…ah…early damage control? I didn’t watch it yet, I don’t know just
what he saw. He doesn’t do the research I do, so he pumps out episodes
faster, but…and he can be pretty arrogant about the quality of what he
does.”“The big problem is if he found out names or how
we’re all related,” Dipper said honestly. “I…if he found out mine it
would be a problem and no mistake but…if they find out about Mabel and
everyone else…”“Let’s just watch, yeah? And worry
after,” Jamie said, wilting when Dipper looked at him. “I…might have
already been worrying about it for a few hours? And maybe panicking?
Just a little?”“…yeah, you get the notebooks and popcorn and I’ll round up everybody else,” Dipper said.
Disneyfied Demon
This one’s not a prompt/headcanon/from the blog, but a thought I had.
Of the triplets going
through a Disney phase.The triplets going
through a Disney phase and getting Uncle Dipper to learn all the
music for sing-alongs.And then this happened.
Jamie sniffled and tried to hide it – she wasn’t a crybaby, no matter what the boys on the daycare said – but she wanted her mommy. This adventure wasn’t fun anymore, like the man from the playground had promised it would be.
Instead, after he’d given her a piece of candy, he’d dragged her down to a dark basement with a bunch of other adults in weird robes, sat her down in the corner, tied her to a pipe, told her to stay put and be quiet, and threatened to smack her when she cried.
The adults were arguing, something about candles and chanting and someone called Alcor and big words and Jamie didn’t understand what they were talking about but it didn’t sound like a fun game. Maybe it would be fun after Mr. Alcor got here? Because she wasn’t having fun at all, and she was ready to go home.
Then one of them grabbed her, cutting her free from the pipe and dragging her over to the circle. The rest of the adults started some kind of chant in a strange language and the one holding her raised a knife, slicing across Jamie’s arm even as she cried and struggled.
Her blood splattered into the circle and hissed, smoke boiling around the lines of chalk as they lit up with gold light that flowed through the lines like liquid.
As the light finished filling all the lines of the circle there were yells and banging from upstairs and the adults started to panic, dropping Jamie to the floor to rush upstairs.
Jamie sat at the edge of the circle where she’d fallen, crying and wishing harder than ever for her mommy.
Demons and Sleepovers
Inspired by: http://phenyxsnest.tumblr.com/post/138807011055/erincrocodile-wizzard890
(Th3 post about drunk girls and their cute shenanigans.)
The party had been going on for hours now, and all the young women at the sorority sleepover party were at that pleasant stage of drunk where everything seemed brilliant.
Which was the major reason why they were daring each other to try out the summon Bridget had been given when she’d been accepted into the Cult of Dippingsauce. The other women didn’t believe that any demon could be friendly, and, well, Bridget was drunk enough that proving them wrong about this particular demon by calling him up seemed like a wonderful idea.
alright, i wanted to colour them before i posted them, but that would have taken forever and i really need to get them ALL out into the open instead of just r!henry and r!mabel, aha ¯_(ツ)_/¯
anyway, im now semi-oc trash, thanks to the @transcendence-au whoops;;
if anyone’s interested in knowing more about my r!’s, feel free to ask! i can’t do any fancy posts since i’m on mobile, but i do want to talk about my children, aha;;;
☆from left to right in the lineup/height charts, we have— [under a readmore for brevity]
Look at these r!babies!
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