*And their boxes of doodles*
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Sixtyune - A Wanderer - Tumblr Blog
sinner, you better get ready
I gotta say, one of the greatest achievements of my 20s was that I learned (mostly) to differentiate between:
"I truly do not want to go" and
"I'm just feeling the Demand Avoidance, and I will like it once I get there."
An AU idea I never really got around to (have fun reading lol)
Okay, sorry for like spam, but I REALLY like your art. I hope to see more :>
No worries, no worries at all! I’m really happy that you also like some of my fandom-unrelated doodles/ideas, it really means a lot to me [,:
Pizza :)
Don’t forget to drink water today!
Will do! Thanks for the lovely reminder
Bits of basic premise: The first one features a more OG game-like “what if” scenario where the tower alongside the technology Pizzahead planted there decides to rebel against his rule, in the process accidentally landing Gustavo with Pizzahead and Fake with the Peppino/Brick duo. The two unfortunate groups now need to put an end to the rebellion for their own safety and goals.
The second au falls more into the “tower is an evil mind-controlling entity, it’s ruler being its victim” narrative, where a dream (tower equivalence) is secretly trapping the residents of the town Peppino's pizzeria is located inside itself. It's now Peppino’s turn to be preyed on by the dream. He will investigate said dream and its relation with the mysterious disappearance of his business partner years ago, all while avoiding being trapped forever in it. All the PT main cast gets involved in this ordeal! They also legitimately get their humanized design...
To be continued. These are still just some vague ideas I have, small prompts that need to be expanded…Just thought I should put them out there
Some concept art for the two recent pizza tower au ideas I had
Some concept art for the two recent pizza tower au ideas I had
Okay. Let’s see if Mars is here
*Gordon opens the door and enters the room. It’s cold and quiet. Things are- different.*
*The Cat has uploaded your last save.*
(Death Art was provided by: @sixtyune!)
Hear me out: Toppin Peppino
I’m just gonna…gently put this atrocity down. And leave it here
Character doodles of the well beloved Italians and a very confused pizzahead
[Start ID: 7 pages of HLVRAI narrative doodles following an interaction between a younger Bubby and Dr Coomer about the moon.
It is a late night at the Black Mesa facility in the year 1973. Bubby, now a scientist, is taking a load off outside by the train tracks within the facility, his legs dangling over the edge while his face is tilted to the sky with an unreadable expression. "Ah! There you are, Dr Bubby!" calls Dr Coomer, walking up from behind him. He continues, "May I ask what you're doing out here? Your presence was requested at the High-Energy Particle Labs about an hour ago, or so I've heard." Bubby seems to rub at his eyes before turning his face sideways to throw a glance at the approaching fellow scientist. He smirks: "Oh Harold, when have I ever let those idiots get their way? Besides, I haven't failed to deliver even when 2 hours short. I'd say they're just too intimidated by my Intellectual Prowess to trust me with it." Dr Coomer stoops down to sit down next to him, humming in a humouring manner.
"Bubby, I do recall you only learning how to use the lavatory a month ago-" Dr Coomer begins to say, before Bubby interrupts him. "Look, I was created to be a scientific genius, not a toilet user," Bubby retorts. Not quite paying attention to his response, Dr Coomer hums absentmindedly, gaze turned to the full moon hanging above them. Out here, the dark open sky is speckled with pinprick stars and graced by passing clouds. Dr Coomer comments: "The Moon is quite beautiful tonight, isn't it?" "Well, I'm not surprised. It usually is," replies Bubby. "What would be nice is to see it up close..." Sensing hidden melancholy in his words, Dr Coomer steals a sideways look at him.
Bubby is quiet for a bit, face still turned to the moon. "…I was always going to find a way onto that rocket, you know?" Bubby finally says, quietly. "Leave it to the labcoat bastards to fuck that up…keeping me locked up in that damn tube a year too damn long." Dr Coomer looks away, feeling a smidge guilty at being a "labcoat bastard" himself in Bubby's words. The year is 1973, a year after NASA's last lunar mission.
They sit in silence, until Bubby feels an elbow nudging at him. "Now, now, that's not the Dr Bubby I've come to know," Dr Coomer says encouragingly, having recovered from his momentary guilt, "Look with me, won't you?"
"The Moon is still up there, isn't she? In all her glowing radiant glory," says Dr Coomer, gesturing to the moon with an open palm. Bubby looks at him curiously as the stout man continues: "And as long as she's still up there," - and Dr Coomer punctuates his sentence by poking a finger to Bubby's chest - "I believe you will find a way to meet her."
Dr Coomer retracts his hand, keeping his other palm held open towards the moon. He quirks an eyebrow at Bubby, grinning: "Afterall, would a "scientific genius" be handicapped by the mere discontinuation of the Apollo Project?" Bubby is speechless for a moment, taking in Dr Coomer's words in subtle awe before a smug grin stretches across his cheek. "Oh, of course not!" Bubby says confidently, a glint bouncing off his glasses as he adjusts them smartly, "What do they take me for? A fool?"
Dr Coomer smiles warmly at Bubby in amusement as Bubby continues arrogantly: "I'll be up there in no time! In fact, why stop there? I'll go even further!" "I'll be the first terrestrial being to see the universe in its entirety!" Bubby's words echo in Dr Coomer's mind somewhere in the future, when the elderly scientist floats alone in a dark void of space above everything he had once thought to be real. Looking down on the now small piece of railway area he'd just been standing on with the rest of the Science Team, his doubtless reply to Bubby back in 1973 rings hollowly in his mind. "I'm sure you will, Bubby."
End ID.]
I had to split the Boomer thing into two because the ID would been even longer if not.
Yall have @ves-doodles to thank for introducing me to the Saturn V rocket.
[Link to Part 1.] <<
I’m thinking about the TWH AU and how Benrey can just access Gordon’s memories and act just like him with no problem. And I’m thinking about how it’s possible that Benrey entirely forgets he’s not the body’s original owner, becoming Gordon even. It’s what his memories says, what they are, and really it just slips his mind at this point to think otherwise. He forgets Benrey is a thing, nothing to worry about after all when he’s Gordon Freeman runninglateforworkpickingupjoshuafromschoolputtinginthespecificsugarsandcreamshelikesinhiscoffeesayinghowdynotlookingatthatgameignoringthrowingawayfearingthevrsetlaughingwithhiscoworkwersaboutthegameawards he’s.
He’s.
He’s…
He’s…?
Right. He’s Gordon Freeman and he’s once again scrambling to stuff his phone into his pocket at he dashes to the door. He’s late for work, caffeine already in his veins and fueling him for the day.
Gordon, the one in Benrey’s sickening body on the other hand? Doesn’t have the same experience and can’t even fucking forget who he was. He clings to it too, crying when he can’t even slip away into forgetting his misery as himself but fastening himself in place. He’s Gordon and can never be Benrey, no natural instincts to guide him. Just stumbling and crying and wheezing as burning falling chilling breaking glitching energy floods in and out of the body and house. It’s not his body, it’s the body. Benrey’s body. And he will never be Benrey no matter how much pain he’s in.
(I have yet to go fully through the tag and blogs but I have Thoughts)
I’m glad you’re enjoying it so far and that it’s now rotating in your mind concocting thoughts :))
[Start ID:
3 pages of HLVRAI doodles of the team celebrating Chinese New Year.
Tommy contemplates a big bottle of Orange Fanta in a supermarket aisle. His attention gets drawn to Benrey when he hears him call out "Tommy!" excitedly. Benrey holds out his precious find - a pair of orange-patterned socks - and grins: "nice, eh?"
Separate Scenario: Halfway through new year spring cleaning, Tommy whips out his phone, hit by sudden inspiration to look up rabbit-themed new year phrases fitting for the Rabbit Year. Meanwhile, Benrey, who is on dusting duty, finds a spider and promptly eats it. The house is decorated with Chinese New Year decorations, including a potted Pussy Willow plant, small lanterns atop the shoe cabinet, and a chinese "fu" (good fortune) wall hanging decor with a bunny face on it.
Separate Scenario: The Science Team, who were invited to celebrate the new year, lounge in Tommy's living room. Tommy's Golden Retriever, Sunkist, watches as Joshua, Gordon's son, hangs himself over the edge of the couch gleefully, his shirt riding up over his belly. Gordon keeps hold of one of his son's ankles to keep him from falling off while he chats with Bubby, the old man standing behind the couch with his weight leaned into the side of it and a hand on his hip. Benrey, wearing his orange-patterned socks, is slumped over half of the couch with a leg hanging over the back of the couch and the other over the armrest. The back of his head is pressed up against Gordon's back like a headrest as he snacks away at the chocolate coins from a plastic bowl on the coffee table next him. Apart from chocolate, there is also a container of pineapple tarts, a prosperity tray of goodies, and a couple of mandarin oranges on the table. Meanwhile, Darnold shows off a new potion in a test tube to Dr Coomer, who studies it curiously. Sasha, Darnold's Spore Launcher, sits politely in a front-facing baby carrier worn across Darnold's chest. As Tommy looks at his friends, he is hit with a sudden realisation. Wait, did I prepare enough? he panicks internally, thinking about the single red packet he'd prepared for Joshua, the only kid of the bunch. Per tradition, red packets are usually gifted to single family members and children. All of his friends are unmarried.
End ID.]
Chinese New Year (Eve) be upon ye. Happy CNY to celebrating folks and everyone else :O!!
