Reformed Bill AU Comic!!!!!

what if I told you that sonic released an official mad libs book and on one of the prompts you get to fill out a poem by agent Stone about dr robotnik, for dr robotnik

what then

genuinely i love infinite i think he's extremely well executed for what he is. his character is so perfectly portrayed (ramble incoming!) Infinite is the "loser who masks his insecurities with big power" done PERFECTLY. hell, he wears a literal MASK to seem big and strong. he shouts i am not weak and he MEANS it. he talks in this overly pretentious tone to come off as badass. his theme song has him proclaim himself to be not only the tallest of mountains, the roughest of waves, AND the toughest of terrors, but also the darkest of days. he repeatedly states his power is without peer. but you wanna know the most fascinating part of his egotism? throughout most of the game he's using the Phantom Ruby to create copies of Metal Sonic, Shadow, Chaos, and Zavok. but during the siege of Capital City during Operation Big Wave, he specifically sieges the city with these giant golems of himself. there are like 10 or 11 of them throughout Capital City's runtime as a level. and then he gets absolutely wrecked by sonic, another sonic, and a character he described as a trembling child. it's so so good.

MOSCHINO Pre-Fall 2022 (part 4) if you want to support this blog consider donating to: ko-fi.com/fashionrunways

Holy fucking shit this is beautiful

An Ocean of Blood (also known as, Revelations Regarding Resurrections)

(Dialogue under the cut!)

Hank: I had a dream.

I was outside, starting at the horizon. But then I looked down.

There was blood, pooling around my feet. I could not see where it was coming from.

It rose. To my ankles. Then my knees. Past my stomach.

I did not know what else to do. So I walked.

And walked. And walked. And walked.

Then I hit something. And someone floated to the surface.

I floated to the surface.

The ocean pushed more and more upwards. And they were all me.

Every. Single. One of. Them.

Wherever I went, more appeared.

I could not escape them.

All of them still breathed. And they grabbed me.

They wanted to kill me. I know they did.

Why? Did I take their place? Whenever I return, how many are left behind?

They must be (trying, craving, waiting, itching, planning, bracing) to drag me back into hell.

Does that make any sense,

Doc?

(End of dialogue!)

Object head Bill Cipher appreciation post

he's not a fan

Holy crap this is good!

Finally someone who acknowledge it! This one was driving more insane than the rest of the book already was!