Posts tagged eridan
Posts tagged eridan
You don’t want to be Eridan. Eridan does not want to be Eridan.
…You screw up the last six pages of your fifth attempt at Nano. It’s, what. The twenty-first. You still have time. You still have time, you always work best under a fucking deadline, it’s a sign of true genius as everybody knows. If only you weren’t in this fascist snake pit you could be doing this on your god damn macbook instead of in one of those dumbass marble-covered notebooks you used to have to use in the sixth grade, they won’t even give you a spiral-bound cause ooh, you might get it into your fucked-up little head to do yourself a mischief with the fucking wire and their shitty-ass computer lab is full of PEOPLE and you can’t concentrate there but nobody told you that writing fifty fucking thousand words by hand fucking hurts. Maybe you have carpal tunnel. You probably have carpal tunnel. Your life is pain.
You still have time. You can totally get your mystic prince out of the hole you’ve written him into.
You pick up your purple pencil again and scrawl ROCKS FALL EVVERYBODY DIES so hard the tip breaks, and then just drop your face into your hands and moan at the unfairness of the universe.
This is a really great article about how being parented by disordered people influences your behavior even after you’ve left crazyland—like you’ve picked up a case of fleas that you just can’t shake.
[Reblogging this for resources, and also because it applies to Rose, Dave, Eridan and Tavros, all of whom grew up with at least one intrusive and disordered parent.]
I made this quick, crappy fanmix when I heard you were edged out by Christopher “Star Wars NOT IN SPACE” Paolini. That’s bullcrap and we both know it. He’s a hack. Thus, I have provided you some music samples I hope can act as inspiration, if they are to your discerning taste. When choosing them, I imagined great heroes fighting against impossible odds and cruel demons being dueled for the fate of a world.
Approximately forever ago, I tried my hand at making a Brainbent fanart to Anything But Ordinary by Avril Lavigne. It’s been abandoned for months, but I thought I’d post as much as I managed.
I can’t remember what drawings I had planned for each character, but the colours let you know who went where.
I still really like coloring with crayons.
AT: gOOD MORNING ANON, i’M DOING OKAY, sORT OF SLEEPY STILL, hAHA„,
CA: pancakes are the uncultured cousins a the glorious wwaffle
CA: i aint surprised you bunch a lowwlifes get all excited about em
TC: Aw C’mOn MaN pAnCaKeS aRe ThE ShIt!
CA: wwhy cant wwe havve crepes instead
TC: Oh HeY iT’s BeEn FuCkIn FoReVeR sInCe I wEnT aNd FlIpPeD uP sOmE cRePeS. aDd On SoMe WhIp CrEaM aNd BlAcKbErRiEs, AwWw YeEeEeAh.
AC: XOO < youre both wrong bacon is where its at!
TG: uuggh normally id agree but i swear to god if i ingest any more of this stuff ill be dead of a heart attack at fifteen
TG: hey nep do you want the rest of this please save my nubile young arteries
AC: :33 < Y333333S! GIMMIE!!
AC: :33 < i’m good anon!! kanyanya is going to teach me and gamz33 how to do makeup art this afternoon and now i have BACON
TC: FuCk YeAh! :oD
GA: I’m Excited Too Its Been Too Long Since Ive Played With Cosmetics
GA: I Am Doing Well Anon
GA: I Woke Up Early And Did Some Weeding In The Garden And Had A Nice Shower
CC: It’s looking R—-EALLY good out there Kanaya, t)(ank you so much! 38)
GA: Its My Pleasure
TT: mmmgh thunung ut fthagn
GA: I Think Rose Is Finally Booting Up
CG: I PLEAD THE FIFTH.
TC: … BrO.
TC: C’MoN bRo.
CG: NO SHUT UP GAMZEE I HAVE NOT HAD ENOUGH SHITTY ASHTRAY COFFEE TO WARRANT TALKING ABOUT MY FEELINGS.
TC: AwWw YoU wAnT mE tO GrAb YoU aNoThEr CuP?
CG: … OKAY FINE. THANKS.
EB: i’m good! sollux saved my life this morning!
TA: oh ii diid not
EB: you totally did! there was an enormous hairy spider in the mens shower. i thought it was a big hair clot at first.
EB: then it moved. D:
TA: all ii diid was put iit out2iide dude calm down
EB: no I owe you a life debt!
TA: oh my god
TG: are you seriously passing up an opportunity to have your roomie be your personal butler
TA: JN you can pay me back by never 2creamiing liike that agaiin
TA: my ear2 are stiill riingiing
CG: HOLY SHIT, WHERE DID THE MONTH GO???
CG: OH, I REMEMBER NOW. I HAD TO HAVE A LONG LIE DOWN OVER THE FACT THAT IT TOOK UNTIL ***APRIL 26TH*** FOR IT TO FINALLY STOP SNOWING.
CG: CG: FUCK YOU, MINNESOTA.
CG: ANYWAY, BACK TO THE TOPIC AT HAND:
CG: OH, ANON.
CG: ANON, ANON, ANON.
CG: THE QUESTION YOU SHOULD BE ASKING IS WHAT DIDN’T HAPPEN ON APRIL FOOL’S DAY.
CG: GATHER ROUND, MY FOUL LITTLE GRAYFACED GRUBLINGS, AND I WILL DESCRIBE TO YOU A VERITABLE CORNUCOPIA OF ANNOYING SURPRISES, A DAY WHEREIN NEW DELIGHTS UNFOLDED LIKE OBNOXIOUS, MANKY FLOWERS.
CG: A DAY IN WHICH MY RAGE VOMIT FLOWED LIKE A MIGHTY RIVER DOWN ST. LOBAF’S HALLWAYS.
EB: karkat ew!
CG: SHUT UP.
CG: AS YOU MIGHT HAVE GUESSED, EVERYONE’S FAVORITE FOUR-EYED BUCKTOOTHED PRANK WEASEL WENT ALL OUT. RED FOOD COLORING IN THE SOAP DISPENSERS. FUCKING WALL TO WALL DIXIE CUPS FILLED TO THE BRIM WITH WATER IN THE MENS ROOM. HUNDREDS OF BALLOONS CRAMMED INTO THE LADIES ROOM. HE MUST HAVE BEEN PREPARING FOR MONTHS.
CG: I’M SURE HE HAD A GRAND TIME JERKING OFF TO THE THOUGHT OF HIS PRANKSTER’S GAMBIT BEING IN THE HIGH MILLIONS WHILE HE CLEANED EVERYTHING UP.
EB: hahaha i wouldn’t do that in the ladies room!
CG: YOU LITTLE SHITGIGGLE. WAS IT YOU WHO GOT STRIDER TOO? IT WAS YOU, WASN’T IT.
CG: I SHOULD HAVE FUCKING KNOWN. YEEES, ANON, THIS DELUGE OF BULLSHIT BEGAN WHEN I WOKE TO DISCOVER DAVE’S SHADES HAD GONE TRAGICALLY AWOL IN THE NIGHT.
CG: BUT SOME GENEROUS SOUL DECIDED TO HELP A BROTHER OUT! FOR THERE, ON DAVE’S DRESSER, SAT A PAIR OF SPARKLY PURPLE STAR-SHAPED ELTON JOHN NOVELTY SUNGLASSES!
CG: AND OF COURSE DAVE WORE THEM ALL DAY LIKE NOTHING WAS OUT OF THE ORDINARY.
GA: I Saw Him Later With A Penis Drawn On His Forehead In Sharpie Marker
GA: When I Asked Who Did It He Whispered That He Was The Artist
GA: It Was Him
GA: With The Aim To Trick Everyone Into Thinking That Poor Dave Got Drawn On In His Sleep
GA: But Then Ms. Peixes Made Him Wash It Off With Her Makeup Remover
CG: PROBABLY BECAUSE HE WAS CHALLENGING TAVROS’ ROLE AS THE GAYEST PERSON IN THE ROOM.
CG: ANYWAY. EGBERT YOU ARE NOT THE ONLY ONE DESERVING OF MY WRATH. TAKE, FOR INSTANCE, YOUR ROOMMATE, THE INCREDIBLE TALKING DICKPIMPLE.
TA: ii dont know what youre talkiing about, KK.
CG: OH FUCK YOU, I KNOW IT WAS YOU WHO PUT THE “LEAKED” MIDNIGHT CREW CD ON MY PILLOW.
CG: IMAGINE MY WONDERMENT WHEN I DISCOVERED IT CONTAINED THE DULCET TONES OF REBECCA BLACK.
CG: ***IT WAS SEVENTY-NINE REPETITIONS OF THE SAME FUCKING SONG.***
TA: ehehehe kiickiin iin the front 2eat.
CG: ASSLESS MC-CHAPS HERE ALSO DECIDED IT WOULD BE FUCKING HIL-HAIRY-ASS TO FUCK WITH ALL THE COMPUTERS.
CG: IT WASN’T ENOUGH THAT ALL THE DESKTOPS WERE PICTURES OF NIC CAGE IN VARIOUS LASCIVIOUS POSES, OH NO. THESE DESKTOPS WERE ACTUALLY SCREENCAPS OF THE DESKTOPS, WITH ALL THE ICONS MYSTERIOUSLY HIDDEN.
CG: MOTHERFUCKING MIRACLES BRO!
TA: yeah your face wa2 pretty priicele22.
CG: I HATE YOU SO MUCH.
CG: THE INFURIATING THING IS I MIGHT HAVE BEEN ABLE TO IGNORE THE IDIOCY TWINS AND FORGET ABOUT APRIL 1ST ALTOGETHER IF THE FUCKING STAFF HADN’T GOTTEN IN ON IT TOO.
CG: WV WORE PEPTOL BISMOL PINK FROM HEAD TO TOE AND PRETENDED TO BE PERPLEXED WHEN ANYONE ASKED HIM WHY HE WASN’T WEARING GREEN.
TC: hEhEhEH I tHoUgHt ThAt WaS fUcKiN fUnNy.
CG: WELL, YOU WOULD.
GA: I Saw Feferi Show Up Wearing Old Denim Overalls And A Flannel Shirt
GA: She Said Shed Switched Jobs With The Janitor
AT: dOCTOR pYROPE WAS OVERHEARD, cALLING THE ENTIRE AFFAIR, “AMATEUR HOUR”,
CG: YEAH, FUNNY THING ABOUT THAT. WE SPENT ALL FUCKING DAY WAITING FOR THE CACKLING RAINBOW TONGUE APOCALYPSE THAT NEVER HAPPENED.
TT: Maybe she wanted us to do the pranking for her.
CG: I WOULDN’T BE SURPRISED.
CG: BY THE WAY, ROSE, WHEN IS THE BABY DUE?
CG: I WONDER IF IT WILL HAVE MARYAM’S EYES.
TT: I imagine Mother will be thrilled either way.
GA: Did You Really Tell Your Mother You Were Pregnant Oh My God
TT: Haha, no, don’t worry.
CG: HOW MANY FUCKING PEOPLE ENDED UP PREGNANT YESTERDAY ANYWAY?
TT: Mr. Nitram, I recall you mentioning you were going to marry a woman who was pregnant.
EB: hahah, and then he pulled out this little egg that Davesprite laid!
AT: hEHE, yEAH, iT WAS A LEFTOVER EASTER EGG,
AT: aLSO, i THINK YOU MEAN PETUNIA, nOT DAVEPSPRITE,
EB: nope! davesprite forever!
TG: i dont know about you but im finding this whole egg laying conversation to be kind of fucking disturbing
CG: WHEN THE HELL DID YOU GET HERE.
TG: you should look on the bright side man
TG: at least nobody got hardcore pranked
TA: ehehe yeah none of you can top la2t year, AA told me 2he wa2 donatiing her haiir two lock2 of love.
TA: ii 2till haven’t recovered.
TA: and ii never wiill.
TG: yeah well this daycare shit aint nothin compared to april 1st at house strider
TG: year before last i woke up next to a blow up doll
TG: it was dick fucking cheney
TG: bro taped a note to his abs that said “today you become a man”
AC: :33 < DD:
CG: OH MY GOD.
CG: YEAH THANK GOD NOTHING LIKE THAT HAPPENED.
CG: I COULD STILL STRANGLE VRISKA THOUGH.
TG: oh god what did she do
CG: NEPETA, YOU SHOULD TELL THIS ONE.
AC: XOO < RRRGGGHHHH
AC: :(( she told me at breakfast that grumpy cat got hit by a car
AC: :(( < she said the whole internet was in an uproar about it
AC: :(( < i was really upset!
AC: :(( < and then she started laughing and i got MAD
AC: :(( < and gamz33 gave her a really dirty look
AC: :(( < and she said “oh my god lighten up can’t you take a joke?!” and stormed off
TA: what a biitch
GA: Yeah That Was Just Mean
AC: :// < she hasn’t purrought it up since
EB: i, uh…
EB: so what other cool pranks got pulled?
TC: HeHeH yOu ShOuLd TeLl Em WhAt JaDe WeNt AnD dId.
CG: OH GOOOOD.
CG: AT LUNCH, I FOUND GAMZEE WANDERING AROUND WITH A CONFUSED EXPRESSION AND A BIT OF PAPER TAPED TO HIS BACK THAT READ “clap if you think i’m way too tall!! XD XD XD”
CG: THEN HE SITS NEXT TO ME AND FROWNS AND SAYS “WHY’S EVERYBODY ALL APPLAUDING ME, BRO?”
GG: he noogied the hell out of me!
TC: i SuRe DiD. >:oD
TT: And then Equius had to pull you two giggling sillies apart and give you a lecture.
TT: While wearing a blue wig with pigtails.
AC: :33 < h33h33 I wore that same wig in my nyan cat outfit!
TC: MoThErFuCk, MaN, iT wAs LiKe TrYiN nOt To LaUgH iN cHuRcH oR sOmE sHiT.
GG: oh god i knoooow
GG: i thought i was going to explode!
TC: YeAh I wAs TeLlIn ErIdAn AbOuT tHaT sHiT aNd He WaS aLl KiNdS oF pIsSy AbOuT iT, hAhA. tHaT pOoR mOtHeRfUcKeR sUrE dOeS hAtE aPrIl FoOlS dAy, I dOn’t ThInK hE eVeN cAmE oUt Of HiS rOoM.
CG: OH, THE POOR BUTTON.
CG: SO YEAH, ANON, THERE YOU HAVE IT. THE WHOLE SORDID STORY.
CG: I HOPE OUR SUFFERING AMUSED YOU.
EB: hey karkat
EB: hey karkat
EB: you should look out the window right now
CG: WHAT? WHY SHOULD— OH GOD FUCKING DAMMIT.
Have a BrainBent! Eridan!
It starts with a game.
It’s been awhile since you can remember actually liking yourself. Sure, you have friends, a few at least, that seem okay with you hanging around, but there’s this little niggling voice in the back of your mind which tells you that their just bidding their time until they can dump you on some other unsuspecting fools. Then, there are the jerks that you have to spend every day with. The people from band class who you silently seethe about since they won’t shut up and you’re simply trying to play music, since that’s a part of school that you actually like. That one girl in all of your classes who never listens to the teacher and makes everything take an extra 20 minutes. The teachers that get mad at you because attempting to listen to their boring lectures sometimes (okay, always) makes you fall asleep. It’s no wonder that you don’t like school. Then, you find about the game.
You are walking with your friend Cal while he rambles on about this computer game that he wants you to try out. You agree, and once you are at your house, he boots up Sims 3. He instructs you to make a character, which can be similar to yourself or not, and to make yourself a girlfriend if you wish to as well. You then construct Edridan Dualscar, who you decide is basically yourself if you were six feet tall and had magic powers. Then, you create Elferia, who is based on this girl at school who would never give you a second glance in real life. Cal then creates Charlie Richter and Frost, explaining that he never liked the name Callum and that Frost was his girlfriend Snow if she had giant tits (as if you couldn’t guess, the idiot made her hair colour the same and everything).
Eridan watched quietly as most of the other patients enjoyed some time with their visitor; an occasional few had no visitors, but Eridan didn’t care to go talk to them.
In fact, Eridan didn’t want to be in the visiting ward at all. He wanted to be back in his and Gamzee’s room, writing some story about… whatever.
But he felt that it would be better if he came to the visiting ward with the other kids today.
He glanced around, watching some of the kids talking to their friends or parents or whoever. He caught Equius’ gaze, and looked away immediately, scooting away involuntarily; that guy was creepy…
Eridan was just about to get up and leave - screw his gut feeling or whatever - when a man burst through the door, grabbed Dr.
Tongue Pyrope - she had been standing near Equius - hostage, then locked the door. Almost immediately, Eridan threw himself under the table, hiding himself from the intruder.
"Everybody on the ground!" the man screamed, and everybody in the room reluctantly complied, Equius hesitating for a second until the man turned and glared at him.
Eridan looked around; he had been the only one to hide in time and he needed to find something to use as a weapon.
Some visiting woman, he didn’t know who, had been carrying a handbag with large handles that could make for a great bludgeon. When Eridan was sure the intruder wasn’t looking, he slid over, grabbed the handbag, then slid behind cover.
The man was talking now, his voice low and gruff, obscured by the dark mask covering his face. “Where is he?”
Somebody - Eridan couldn’t make out who it was - responded by asking who “he” was.
"The one with the scarf. Where is he?"
Vriska - of course it was Vriska - was like “Oh, you mean Eridan-“
"Eridan. He’s right over there" she said, gesturing dismissively over to where he was.
Eridan would probably have silently cursed Vriska - not a fatal curse, probably a minor bad luck hex - but he was too busy processing what the man had said. Edridan.
How had they located him?
Eridan stood up suddenly, startling the intruder, who nearly dropped his gun - he had one all along, I should have mentioned earlier; he was pointing it at Dr. Pyrope. “How did Ts’serv’sses, Lich-Lord, find out I was hidden in this dimension?” he asked.
The man tore off his mask, revealing that he was, in fact, the Lich-Lo you knoww wwhat evven i knoww this story glubbin sucks im throwwin it awway
(I saw the ‘dESERVES TO BE HAPPY’ fan mix, and it made me want to make a playlist of my own. I put in all the patients and threw in Calliope and Tavros, and I hope it’s OK. :o) Warning: just about all of the triggers (all of them), especially including mental illness, self-hatred and other damn depressing things. I can’t provide a download link, I just picked the songs that I thought worked with the characters. Tavros gets an instrumental because I honestly couldn’t think of anything that worked for him, and then the one I picked just made so much sense, ‘cause the music sings without words, and it’s beautiful.)
1. Dave: Massive Attack- Dissolved Girl
Shame, such a shame
I think I kind of lost myself again
Really should be leaving but I stay
2. John: Cream- As You Said
Let’s go down to where it’s clean
To see the time that might have been
The tides have carried off the beach
As you said,
The sun is out of reach
3. Jade: Chris Corner- We Rise
I’m so lost
Living in a house of secrets
I know nothing of human weakness
I’m messed up, shaking the hands that blew it
Foolish come down
4. Rose: The Crystalline Effect- Poetry
It’s been a long, slow slide
To the depths of her soul
God, I wish I knew the point where she lost control
5. Karkat: KMFDM- You’re No Good
Gotta get a grip
My mind’s working overtime
Twisting in a tourniquet
Ticking like a timebomb
Another pound of flesh
Red alert emergency
I’m headed for a crash
Hello, hello I’m back again
Run run run, run while you can
Hello, hello I’m back it’s me
The mother load of misery
You’re no good, you’re no good, you’re no good, you’re no good, you’re no good
Misery follows me wherever I go
6. Nepeta: DyE- Fantasy
7. Eridan: Imogen Heap- Getting Scared
The only times in my life
The sun was meant to shine for me
You made it pour down, pour down with tears of rain
Who’s getting scared now?
Tell me, tell me how does it feel?
It feels so good from where I’m standing
8. Kanaya: Stromae- Alors On Danse
And you say this is the last time, because only death is worse
When you think everyone is OK and fine, nothing has happened
Ecstasy spells problems or it sounds like the music
It gives you a trip and you put your head in your hands praying for it to end
But it’s your body, not the heavens and you stop listening
Then you scream harder and it won’t stop
And so we dance
9: Sollux: The Birthday Massacre- Sideways
Falling to the floor
We’re watching sideways
As day turns to night
Ghosts in the walls
Through empty doorways
Like we’ve always been here
The painted hallways
Forever and always
Are lost to you
How can you criticise
When you’re not here to compromise?
Words fade as time goes by
Without you, without you
10. Aradia: Faunts- M4 Part 2
I have wondered about you
Where will you be when this is through?
If all goes as planned
Will you redeem my life again?
And I need you to recover
'Cause I can't make it on my own
11. Gamzee: Dragonette- Let It Go
Well if I were you, I’d look up
And find a place there in the sky where there’s room enough
To spread it out, and look ‘round
For where to land when you come down
We don’t need a cure for the weight of the world
'Cause it's floating 'round in the universe
Just swing it like it’s tied by a string that you hold
and let it go
12. Vriska: Sneaker Pimps- Post-Modern Sleaze
Straw spun from gold, she craves a tortured soul,
All doom and gloom, she plays an open wound,
She takes every scene they steal,
She fakes every pain they feel,
She must be a Thelma or Louise,
She must be a post-modern tease
13. Calliope: Imogen Heap- Shine
I will not cry and I will not die, no
I will be there for me
I’ll be just fine if I stay all mine
I’ll shine, shine
14. Tavros: Santana- Samba Pa Ti
CA: wwhat the fuck is this
CA: ok im goin to be nice here anon
CA: an assume that wwhat you are referrin to is not actually a fedora
CA: but a modern reimagination a the fuckin trilby
CA: wwhich is famous for immediately wwithout evven havvin to say a fuckin wword marks its wwearer as a tool a the highest caliber
CA: i wwear a real fedora wwhen time shall servve
CA: tilt that shit ovver one eye an just be like
CA: last plane to salvvation is leavvin right noww you best be on it
CA: aint wworry about me ima be fine
CA: you just go on to the wwild an wwonderful life a advventure an joy that is awwaitin you
CA: shit this metaphor got awway from me
no goddamn wway im setting foot outside today
havvent you evver heard a the donner party
CG: IS THIS ONE OF THOSE JAPANESE ANIME FAN THINGS? DO YOU NEED TO TALK TO LEIJON? SHE’S THE ONE WHO KEEPS TRYING TO NUDGE ME FACEFIRST INTO HER TRAPPER KEEPER FULL OF HUNDRED PAGE STORIES ABOUT POKEMONS FUCKING OR WHATEVER.
CA: pokemon is so shitty noww it wwas better wwhen it wwas just pocket monsters before it got brought ovver to the usa
CG: THANKS FOR SHARING ERIDAN. SO DO YOU HAVE ANY POKEMON YOU’RE PARTICULARLY FOND OF? MAYBE WE COULD WRITE A STORY ABOUT YOU HAVING SEX WITH IT. THAT WOULD GET US BACK ON TOPIC.
TA: ehehehe ii heard eriidan liiked mudkiip2.
CA: i only like the original 150 first of all
CA: an second of all wwho invvited YOU into this privvate convversation sol
TA: mudkiip2 kk, he liike2 them.
TA: tell the world.
CG: NEXT QUESTION.
wwell i gotta say its fuckin laudatory seein people interested in readin at all these days
seems like that shit wwent out a style or somefin
im glad you asked as i am a connoisseur a the wworld a literature an the discipline a wwritin in general not bein a total philistine like half the people in this fascist snake pit
on reflection i wwould have to say robert jordan is the author i look up to most not only did he create the fuckin epic wwheel a time series one a the most magnificent wworks a wwestern literature but he managed to straight up die before it wwas finished i mean thats the ultimate fuckin cliffhanger am i right
leavvin someone else to try an complete a epic wwork a fantasy like that its dowwnright mozartian
also a course i havve to recognize george r r martin but the taint a commercialization an sellin out is all ovver his wwork these days like wwho lets their wwork be dumbed dowwn for the hbo wwatchin masses thats just somethin id nevver do its the principle a the thing
you gotta havve integrity or you aint got nothin