Okay so, long story short, I had surgery a couple months ago. Due to complications I had to go on medical leave for much longer than I would’ve wanted, and unfortunately the bills didn’t go on leave with me 🥲🥲
So here! I’m opening comms in this particular art style (flat colors, light shading) at a fraction of my usual rate. I’m gonna start at 5 slots each, and if/when they get filled, we’ll see about doing more.
Mario creepypasta fundamentally doesn’t work because you know what Mario would actually do if we saw some dimension-warping hundred-handed cosmic horror? He wouldn’t lose his mind; he’d take one look at that Shin Megami Tensei looking fucker, pull out his dorky little mushroom-shaped cell phone, hit the fourth number down on his contact list, and go “hey, Kirby, I think-a one-a your boys got lost”.
“Or he’d just fight it himself” no, he would not, for two reasons:
This represents a fundamental misunderstanding of Mario’s central plot structure. Mario always gets his ass beat in his initial encounter with an outside context problem, then spends the bulk of the game going around gathering allies and kicking the legs out from under the outside context problem’s support structure.
This sort of thing clearly falls into another protagonist’s idiom, and Mario is a union man – he’s not going to scab on Kirby. Perish the thought!
“I wouldn’t take-a the food from another video game mascot’s plate!”
I remember one time I got INSANELY high off of edibles while playing Among Us, and it quickly became apparent to the other players online. I forget how honestly but literally anything “sus” I did was ignored by everyone because I was so fucking high. I tested this theory by standing in front of a body and the person that actually reported it didn’t even mention me. The funniest part was when I was trying to do wires, I kept fucking up over and over again, so I was just standing in front of wires for actual minutes trying to figure it out. A small crowd of players gathered around me to watch and would get mad every time someone reported a body or emergency meeting because “she’s never going to get her tasks done if you keep interrupting them.” I don’t think anyone cared about winning at that point, they just wanted to see the high crew mate succeed in her tasks.
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