Slovenia???????

@juni-ravenhall (who doesn't own songsorrow) found a bug that if you get on songsorrow at the haunted trail you can actually control it and ride it like your horse, even if you don't own it. and put tack on it and all.

the best part: other players see you ride it as fucking well

so have fun getting a temporary free horse ig

A new mode of production arises out of the newly networked masses.

*shuffling through my brain for fun ishimondo ideas*

okay so i think that Mondo is afraid of thunderstorms, so whenever he hears one he has to hide under his blankets (and ideally, hug someone, which used to be Daiya but is now usually Michi or Taka when he can find them)

like, he has to cling onto them super tight until the storm passes, whether that's for 1 hour or 4. which has definitely upset Taka's schedule before, but he grins and bears it because he cares about Mondo's wellbeing so much :]]

Big scary biker is secretly very human, more at eleven.

I have a similar headcanon that sometimes traffic noises can make Mondo very squirrelly. Especially if he’s already having a tough day.

Occasionally he’ll be leaving school with Taka and the squeal of a tire or a lengthy truck horn will make his breath hitch and his knees buckle.

Taka grabs his arm to ground him, waits for Mondo to nod, and continues walking like nothing happened. He knows from experience that he doesn’t wanna talk about it.

LOOK AT WHAT ARRIVED TODAY

LOOK AT HIM! HES ADORABLE!

he’s watching me diamond paint

No seriously officer, I didn’t mean it when I googled “what is the worst place to bite a human” I didn’t mean it I promise

When Impulse kills Bdubs, it almost feels... Anticlimactic.

There's hardly any fanfare. An arrow to the shoulder, another slicing open his cheek. Blood drips down in thin rivers, Bdubs' expression twisted in pain as Impulse knocks another arrow back-

"Should we call a truce?" Impulse asks, a wide grin stretching across his lips. Bdubs scowls at him. Impulse almost laughs. "Bdubs, truce?"

(A faint memory, "Day one team-!")

A wordless shout rips itself from Bdubs' throat. An arrow grazes Impulse's arm, a stinging pain blooming from the cut. Impulse scoffs.

There's a flash of sharp teeth, "That's not a truce," He says, his bow drawn tight.

"Bye!"

The arrow flies through the air, a swift cut as Impulse's bowstring snaps back into place-

Blood spurts from Bdubs' neck. He collapses onto the floor, coughing up crimson as it stains his clothes, smearing red across his skin. Impulse puts down his bow.

He steps forward. Once, then twice, until he's only a foot away.

Impulse watches the light fade from Bdubs' eyes. They go from bright and wide to glassy and dull, his arms giving away from underneath him, a hand draped over the edge.

Impulse stares down at him, his previous grin wiped clean.

Adrenaline still courses through his veins, hot like magma that pounds with the beating of his heart.

Bdubs goes still. Then, his body tips over, sending him tumbling right over the edge.

He disappears in a puff of smoke. The blood on the stone remains.

It feels like nothing. It feels like everything.

Impulse breathes in, breathes out.

That was easier than he imagined it'd be.

(And far less bloody, his mind supplies. Less pleading, no tears shed.)

It's weird, Impulse thinks, his gaze caught on where Bdubs fell. The sky is a bright blue, whisps of clouds framing the view. Why did he...

Impulse frowns, shaking the thoughts from his head. His wings itch.

"We're done, aren't we?" Impulse asks, his voice lost in the vast blue. The wind whispers in his ears. "We're done."

He turns back around. It's not safe to stand still for too long.

Impulse turns his attention back to his team, to the game, and to his plans. He breathes in, slow and steady, like he didn't just watch his ex-soulmate die.

(Like he didn't want to catch him when he fell. Not even for a second.)

Impulse grits his teeth.

No, definitely not.

secret life session one in a nutshell

omg

Oh you cannot tell me that Scar getting spooked by a sculk sensor because he 'just got out of limited life where hearing one of those means something's about to blow up' and having to assure himself that everything's fine, he's 'on Hermitcraft, the people here are nice and aren't trying to kill you and you're not trying to scam anyone and everyone is nice' does not scream 'oh shoot this character has ptsd from the death games'. >:)

"My startled nature is completely justified coming straight off limited life."

Yeah this is just in my brain now.

Every Friday and Sunday, Scar will pay a visit to the Cindersap Forest! He will also appear in any festivals the traveling merchant visits. Won't you buy something from him?

my mod has officially published! download The Swaggon here!

thank you to everyone to encouraged and supported me in this :D