I Have Made My Whole Family Laugh By Showing Them This.

The Fight To Keep Going-Prolog And Chapter 1

           The multiverse is an expansive place filled with worlds upon worlds upon worlds. Constantly gaining new worlds thanks to its ever-inspired creator. But on the other side of this ever expansion in worlds is the half working to keep the multiverse in balance through the annihilation of worlds that have no true purpose or are just plain weird. A thank less job that no one sees just how important it is to keep the multiverse alive. One that the multiverse knew was important the day it brought the creator into being so it took one of the creators earliest long forgotten (not counting the first worlds the multiverse created themselves) worlds and took the sans from the world and threw them into the Anti-void before destroying the world. Time passed differently in the Anti-void as the multiverse It’s self, with what remained of their power from creating the first few worlds and their creator, set about changing the unconscious sans into what they needed to keep the balance.

           In the end, they didn’t know the full extent of what they had done to their destroyer and they didn’t have enough power to release the destroyer from the Anti-void. So, he was forced to remain their going insane for what could have been years trying to escape, but getting no were. As this went on the creator continued to create new worlds upon worlds. Expanding and expanding till the multiverse started to reach its limits. It was then that the Destroyer finally found his way free. Mind once again clear of the insanity that had passed through his body with panic instead traversing his system as he felt how stretched the multiverse was from the creator. Fear of the imitate collapse of the only place he knew as his home by this point lead him to act fast. Quickly the destroyer went about the multiverse destroying worlds that had no purpose to their existence and removed them to make space for more.

           This though lead to him getting on the bad side of the creator with him not having time to explain his reasons for doing this. Not that it truly mattered to the creator, all he knew was that the destroyer was terminating his creations and he didn’t like that. So, he told his creations and they didn’t like it either, or in most cases they didn’t like it either. Some have no clue that he even exists because the creator refused to pull them into the fray, but one decided to listen to the destroyer’s words and came to understand exactly how important what they were was and joined him as an ally and friend.

           No one knew through about the time bomb that had been left in the destroyer and its implications if the bomb goes off.

Chapter 1: When a Friend Begins to Worry

           The multiverse is a strange place were worlds upon world exist in a constant back and forth balance. The destroyer destroying and the creator creating. Though this balance was a constant battle back and forth between “good” and “evil” there were “calms in the storm” when neither was actively pushing to keep the balance. When both were just licking their wounds and trying to recover from days upon days strait of just doing their job. One such member of the balance was lying on the couch in a barely lit room of a castle that existed in what was now a night filled world with one of his arms over his sockets.

           Through a side door a skeleton clad in a purple tunic and ink black leggings with a golden crown with a crescent moon embedder into it as black tendrils of what seemed like shadows flowed from his back entered the room and looked over to the skeleton lying on the couch. Said skeleton had black, yellow, and red bones laden with cracks and brakes that were slowly healing wearing a plain red T-shirt and a pair of black basketball shorts with blue stripes. Close by a pair of black slippers were lying on the floor while a jacket that possessed a gradient that changed from blue to black was lying on one of the couches arm rests.

           “Hey Error,” the purple clad skeleton said to the black boned skeleton on the couch as he moved to sit on the other couch in the room “You feeling any better?”

           The black skeleton, Error, replied simply with “Go away Nightmare.”

           With a snort the skeleton clad in a purple tunic, Nightmare, adjusted himself to be lounging on the couch before saying “I guess that’s a no.”

           Error removed his arm from over his sockets as he glared over at Nightmare before saying “Shut up.”

           Nightmare gave a snort at the comment before saying “bad couple of days?”

           Error huffed in annoyance, but deciding that Nightmare wasn’t going to be quiet any more till he told him exactly what has been happening. He had been silent earlier when Error had come in completely wrecked with quite a few new bruises and scrapes to add to his list of recurring pain. That and he was limping due to his broken fibula. He even stayed quiet as Error had collapsed on one of his couches before grabbing one the first aid kits he now kept throughout his home, since this had become a fairly common occurrence since they became friends, and set about treating the major injuries with the addition of some magic to speed up the healing prosses. After that he left Error to get some rest as he went to take a shower and change so that he wasn’t covered in the gunk he was normally covered in to be more comfortable as well as to make Error more comfortable since the gunk reminded him of the paint the creator, Ink, often used in their battles.

           “I had to destroy thirty-eight AU’s just to barely keep up with Ink, and I’m still behind him by two bloody AU’s, and during the entire week long killing spree I got zero hours sleep and had five close encounters with Inky.” Error said getting a snort from Nightmare at the creator’s newest nickname “That and in addition to Ink getting me good in the last battle of the week and braking my fibula in half…” after a glare from Nightmare, Error added “again… the throbbing pain is back."

           A frown passed over Nightmare’s feature as he asked “Is it as bad as last time?”

           At this point Nightmare was fairly use to hearing Error complain about some form of pain, usually because it slowed down his “path of destruction” as Error had remarked Ink calling his work to keep the multiverse from blowing up, but as of late a different type of pain that actually wasn’t linked to any injury the two could find had started popping up. Error had said he had been felling the throbbing for a while, but he was so use to the pain that covered his body due to the battles that usually took place between him and Ink that always left the two of them injured that he hadn’t really noticed the new pain in the beginning. Even when it had initially started getting worse Error had been able to ignore the throbbing pain for a while, at least till recently. As of their last few meetings it had been getting bad. So intense that last time they had met up Error had come to Nightmare’s castle an hour before their normal meeting time and had curled up in a corner for said hour crying from how bad it was till Nightmare found him there.

           Nightmare hoped it wasn’t going to get that bad again, seeing Error like that considering that he normally only showed a bit of annoyance at any form of pain was disturbing. It didn’t help that nothing that Nightmare had done to relieve the pain seemed to help all that much.

           Nightmare was quickly pulled out or his thoughts as Error replied to the question with “If it was do you think I would have come and lied down on the couch or be talking to you right now?”

           Nightmare snorted gaining a bit of a smile at the comment as he let himself relax for the moment before replying “no, I guess not.” after a second though the frown came back over his features as he asked “but the pain is still coming back?”

           Error just let his arm cover his eyes again as he answered with a simple “yeah.”

           The two sat in silence for a few minutes seemingly just enjoying each other’s company before Error broke the silence asking “so, how are things going for you?”

           Nightmare gave a bit of a laugh at the weak attempt at restarting the conversation on a completely different subject, but relented to the subject change and replied with “oh, you know same old stuff. Distracting Ink, fighting Dream, trying not to worry about the prospect of my best friend being killed by the creator of almost every world in the multiverse.”

           “Hey!” Error said in false shock “I am not that bad! I haven’t been close to dying once!”

           “What about the time Ink bashed in your skull?” Nightmare shot back with a smirk on his face.

           Error replied back with a good bit of theatrics “It didn’t even hurt and we eventually got all the pieces back in place! It healed up perfectly fine!” in the end though Error couldn’t keep up the theatrics and ended up laughing through the last few words before Nightmare joined him.

           The two of them had long ago decided that Error’s battles with Ink by no chance would be the end of the destroyer of worlds. Ink just didn’t have the desire to kill anyone including the person that caused him so much grief. Sure Ink gave Error a few nasty injuries, most of witch Error repaid the creator with to a similar degree, but it was never any think Error couldn’t heal from. By this point it had become a bit of a running joke between the two of them to reference the nonexistent chance of Error dying to Ink.

           After a few minutes of laughter the two calmed down before Nightmare gets up asking “you want me to take care of two AUs while you rest here so your caught up?”

           A sigh escaped Error as he looked at Nightmare before he replied “Sure, might as well since I am assuming you are not going to let me get up till at least tomorrow.”

           Smiling Nightmare said “not a chance, you would somehow rebreak your leg the moment you got up. Now hand them over.”

           A snort escaped Error at the comment before he reached back into his jacket pocket and pulled out two orbs of what looked to be pure destructive magic wrapped in blue strings to keep it contained. Error had long ago figured out that there was a way to contain the last bit of destructive energy necessary to destroy an AU and had started keeping a few around for the times when he was to exhausted to draw forth the necessary energy to eliminate the last part of an AU.

           As Error lifted his hand up offering the items he asked “you remember how to use these right?”

Nightmare snorted as he took the offered destructive energy replying “drop it in the judgement hall after I’ve gotten the human’s soul and killed off all monsters in the AU and get out of there as fast as I can.”

Error gave him a bit of a glare as he said “And?”

Nightmare just rolled his eyes replying “And don’t drop them before that point or the AU has a chance of being reset.”

Error gave a nod of approval as he let his hand drop down to lay on his sternum before saying “good.”

Nightmare gave a bit of a laugh at how cautious Error was with his annihilation of worlds before asking “any specific worlds you want me to go after?”

           Error spent a minute thinking about what worlds need destruction before saying with a shrug “maybe go after a Yarntale and Gingertale.”

           A laugh escaped Nightmare at the answer as he knew exactly why Error wanted him to go after those worlds in particular and voiced his suspicion by asking “do you want me to get you some yarn and get us some chocolate cookies while I’m destroying the worlds?”

           Nightmare could only laugh as he saw stars enter Error’s eyes at the prospect of gaining some of those items and then nod very quickly. Once Nightmare regained control of himself he replies a bit out of breath “all right, I’ll get some while I’m there. Not like they are going to miss them.”

           After he turned away and Error let his head turn to look at the ceiling Nightmare stopped in his tracks as he let the gunk recover his body before saying in his now distorted voice “hey, Error.”

Error turned back to look at Nightmare cringing a little at the tar like substance that was now covering the other’s body before asking “yeah?”

Nightmare turned his head back a bit to look at Error before saying “promise me if it gets as bad as it did again you’ll call me and go see a doctor about this.”

Error twitched slightly at the prospect, Nightmare knew he hated making promises much less the prospect of going to a world to get examined were it was likely he would get attacked for what he had to do, but for Nightmare he would make an exception. “yeah, all right.”

With that Nightmare opened a portal and exited into the rest of the multiverse as Error returned his gaze to the ceiling as he thought about how he hoped that the pain never get that bad again so that he didn’t have to fulfill that promise. Not knowing that that promise was going to be enacted fairly soon.

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So, I made a short video about a friend and i's Minecraft world so far.

We've done a few cool builds (my favourite is lady Death's temple) and had some crazy adventures.

Ok, this is cool.

My Fault (part2)

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Ok, I do not know what the f*** is going on in the wider world involving outside the streams I watch of the QSMP (and if people want to try and explain it properly, go ahead), but what I have gathered is Forever the content creator might have done something involving pedophilia or the like.

I myself will not talk about my opinion because I do not have one, I have no way to decern the truth of the situation and as such am not forming an opinion.

However, I can understand people wanting to distance themselves from the content creator because of this situation.

That being said, I would like to state, if you still want to write or draw about the Character Forever, that is perfectly fine. Do not let your feelings for the content creator affect the character he created. You can write about a character and hate how the characters creator acted. Just like you can hate a character, but love their creator or actor.

Do not let the real world affect how you view the story.

So cute!

“sweet derams”

a fan art   of nightmare & dream     

So, I like many a person ended up randomly scrolling through videos and the like in boredom one day, and ended up on a channel called DissociaDID.

YouTube

DissociaDID

DissociaDID is a project dedicated to challenging the stigma surrounding Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID) and trauma-based mental illnes

And that got my mind a spinning after watching some of the media.

Specificaly, what if Wukong had DID?

I will note, I don't think this is an idea I would openly write a full story about for others to read because I don't think I could do this mental disorder the justice it deserves in my opinion.

However, I thought I might put out the idea for how it happened and my thought for alters and their jobs.

First off, what would lead Wukong to develop DID?

First thing I need to say is we don't know the timescale of Wukong's early life, all that is stated in his tale is that he came out fully formed. But that does not mean he came out fully formed mentally, so within the first 7 years of his life he could have developed amnesia barriers as a coping mechanism for all the trauma he dealt with, and then it developed into DID because of the separation of memories.

As of right now, my main thoughts for what lead to Wukong developing it are as follows.

Wukong back when he was just Shí Hóu (what is currently believed to have been his name or title before he went to gain his first immortality) the original dominate male of Wukong's tribe bullied, beat up, and generally tried to kill Wukong. Perhaps the leading male even put forth the "go beyond the waterfall to become the king thing" and enticed Wukong into doing it in an attempt to have Wukong die by drowning, with it partially working and almost killing the young monkey king, but instead Wukong found the temple and became king, displacing the old monkey as the alpha, but they would make continuous attempts to kill Wukong even after.

As time went on perhaps the former alpha male died in a very gruesome way in front of Wukong, with maybe one or two of the kinder monkeys in the group dying of disease, putting the fear of death through means that Wukong wouldn't be able to control into his mind, leading Wukong to travel potentially days alone on a raft with little to no food in an attempt to find immortality like he had heard of being possible from some demon monkeys.

Then once on shore Wukong met humans and they feared and degraded him for not being human, for their belief he was a demon or the like, perhaps even attacking him till he learned to hide and found a link to what would lead him to an immortal.

Then the immortal had the same beliefs as the other humans and shut him out from learning, but Wukongs persistence led the man to give him a chance to learn, leading to Wukong being in an environment where all those learning with him initially hated or despised him, perhaps to the point of doing things to try and get Wukong to leave but over time they just became indifferent to Wukong, still being racist but identifying that Wukong was dedicated to his craft.

I can't say for sure but that altogether feels like a pretty good recipe for developing DID.

Next up, Wukong's alters.

First up, the original Wukong Shí Hóu, he/they are a trama holder, and would have been the earliest host before a new one developed in the wake of becoming King and needing to not be fearful of the former dominate male or risk losing the better life he was gaining. Leading to them being a "little" in the sense that they no longer aged beyond the point of no longer being the Host of the body. Shí Hóu would act most like a young orphaned monkey.

Next would be a Persicutitory Protector that would have formed to protect Shí Hóu from attacks by the male while making it clear to the little one that it is their fault they are continuing to be abused because he never fought back against the male. Their title would be Jingwēi and they would probably act most like a hostile male monkey, probably partially forming from a fragment of the aggressive male.

A soother alt would have probably formed around this time as well to help calm Shí Hóu down after traumatising confrentations with the dominate male. Their title would be Guānxīn and they would probably be most like a mother monkey Shí Hóu watched from afar, and probably later on would have gained traits from watching human and demon parents.

Formation timeline-wise, next to form would probably be a fragment with the title Shuî who formed from Wukong's water based trama and might be part fish. They would not have to major a personality and and be more a mindset revolving around being unable to drown due to being part fish.

Timeline wise the next personality to form would be Wukong, though he wouldn't have that name at the time and would have gone by Monkey King. He would be the main Host of the system from the time of becoming King to present.

Some time during Wukong's travels 4 more alts would form. Zhìzhê who would be the Gate Keeper of the system controlling who has access to what memories, who is in front, and keeping track of all alts within the internal space. Guówáng who would be a co-fronting primary protector to Wukong helping with protecting the body from harm and with fighting off trouble. Yêmánde being a faceless persecutor, repeating back the hate and fear spewed by the masses of humans (and later demons and celestial beings) towards Wukong, being a constant reminder of Wukong not being similar to anything at all. And lastly Liu er Miho, AKA Macaque, who at the time was a trauma holder persecutor like Yêmánde representing the fear of the unknown and those who speak and hide in the shadows.

Some time during Wukong's training under Pitu Zushi (though the show seems to be calling them Master Subodhi, but that could be a mixup on my part for the journy's immortal teachers name) or perhaps some time after Wukong's trip into the Diyu when taking the front for a moment Macaque used some of Wukong's power to create a clone for him to break himself off into that later became their own person sans memories of being part of Wukong.

3 more major alts and potentially one minor one would form from Wukongs learning immortality onward. First Lâoshī, Wukongs desire to be a protector and a caregiver/teacher to others, Huô forming from Wukong's traumatic experiences with fire and being a trauma holder who can disable the body unintentionally by making them temporarily blind (may also have some relation to the molten iron and copper fed to Wukong), Geisha who would be a sexual defender and trauma holder for the system (because you can't convince me that someone over the years wouldn't have tried to forcefully mate Wukong for power), and lastly Tang an interject persecutor protector that formed based off Tripitaka who would hurt or berate Wukong for his "violent" ways while reminding and suggesting less lethal methods.

My thoughts on how MK and his group figure this out is less certain.

As of right now, my main idea for how it happened is something involving fire triggers Huô sending Wukong into a blind panic running away with MK trying to follow with maybe one other behind him and they hear a difference in how Wukong is speaking or talking to himself and realise something is up. Later doing research and it clicking over enough time what is happening and leading MK and the others trying to get Wukong (as well as Mac (because learning you were a piece of the very person you hate can't be good for the psyche)) some professional help to at least partially recover from all the trama.

What do you all think? Have Ny ideas of your own to add? I would love to hear them.

I love this.

been thinking over scar's wheelchair + minecraft mobility (elytra etc) and the only way i could figure out how to depict what im imaging was through some scribble animations. so. take a magic man!

So I was finishing up playing in the latest Splatoon 3 Splatfest, and during this I learned something during the end of match celebration animation. Sometimes adjacent Inklings/octolings after their celebration pose they will fist bump. It was so cute and I wasn't expecting it!

Well, this is very, very interesting.

I am curious to see what the writer does next.

Chapter One: Doctor’s Notes

To have three versions of the same person among her, Toriel looks over her notes trying to process everything and hopes to gain answers from Error due to his ability to feel and understand emotions before he embarks to another AU with Ink to continue their on-going bet of how many bad AUs there are compared to good ones.

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