This Came To Me In A Fever Dream

This came to me in a fever dream

Light, in a husky emo voice: Yeah, So that's what my notebook can do. Dazai: *Swivels on the spinny chair to look at Kunikida* Kunikida: No, my notebook does not do that. Dazai: *Snatches a pen* Light: Wait, no, you're not meant to do that. Dazai, half an hour later: *Sobbing* Light-kun lied to me. *More crying*

*Throws this and runs*

How Many Dazai?

This panel is from the manga Beast, with my labels added. Dazai is explaining how The Book contains the Multiverse. Look at the version we got as "just for example":

We have our storyteller, the Mob Boss. Facing him is the Mainline Dazai from the Armed Detective Agency. And behind *him* are all the possible versions they fit into the panel. In the first tier is a trio of Mafia escapees: an Agency member who grieves and openly weeps, an "I got this" player, and one turned away in despair who may not have joined any group after leaving the Mafia. Above that, the scarred emo boy and the "whatever" fuckboi in Mafia colors, a little goblin and a gamer in neutral shades. On the Left edge we have a Pirate Dazai, and on the Right, someone with a black trenchcoat and shoulder length hair, perhaps the Right Hand Man that Mori envisioned. Then cowded into the top row are a Rampo twin (I've talked about how teacher shape students before), a Blind Oracle OR Steampunk Engineer, another Agency Dazai (bitter this time), a long-haired and kimono clad Girl or Gay Boss holding a finger across their throat, and a smoking, scraggy individual who reminds me of Spike or possibly Kōgami.

This is what happened. This is the only logical way.

He put sugar on the rice... again

we're calling scrolling on Tumblr "scrumbling", pass it on.