Considering how big the timeline is between Fallout 3 and 4, it wouldn’t be a stretch to say that Carmen has traveled far and wide during that time. So she’s got 10 years of stories to tell about various people she met on her travel.
In my companion verse, depending on the end-game actions of the LW/Courier/SS, she will sing a song about them and let it be known across the Wasteland. She titled them as the following:
Savior of the Wasteland
Hero of the Wastes
You can sometimes hear her sing these at The Third Rail in Goodneighbor. Seriously she’s got a 10-year backlog of every significant person she met during her travels. She’d like to get these heard on the radio someday.
Also whenever you talk to her, you have the option to ask her about the many stories she has about her Wasteland travels.
Progress update on my Newt Scamander dragon!!
This is as far as I got before rollover got me 😂😅 only a few more details needed! The overcoat and the sleeves of the renaissance shirt are supposed to be Newt’s long coat, and the Shabby Waistcoat actually makes a great lil brown vest!! The satchel is supposed to be his briefcase of creatures, and of course he’s covered in creatures too! 😁💕 I still want to tweak some things, maybe give him a tome to be his manuscript, and of course spats and maybe a neat accent or something. I’m really happy with him so far though!
“the one and only idol hero! ai-chan! make sure to cheer on for me, okay? ☆“
name: yuuki aika (
age: 15 probably
her quirk: manipulative singing, her singing can calm and daze opponents so long as her opponents can hear her voice! (theres like a lot of speakers in her idol– i mean hero costume). can short circuit robots if she tries hard enough.
bio: wanted to become an idol, got tricked by her parents to apply to yuuei despite not wanting to become a hero, somehow passed yuuei, now is a student of a yuuei.
So that Movie Hot Rod eh?!?!?! It sure is a movie design!
Here’s my go. First two images are just me taking the car and just making up my own bot mode [one in movie colors, the other in more geewunny colors]. Third image is my take on making the movie design just a little more Hot Rod-y by adding/tweaking some things [like the head and giving him some wings!]
The *real* design, as is, is pretty generic. He reminds me of Lockdown’s movie design, which was just a big generic looking mechanical dude. Needed more kibble. Needed more interesting proportions. [and for the love of god, please move on from the ‘front of car = chest’ transformation/design scheme]. Needed to be more interesting period. Ah well!
@wxverndestiny mentioned something about wanting a fankid like a week ago
You probably meant an actual RP blog, but at least have a design??
She is meant to be specifically Gaius!Gerome x Robin, but hopefully vague enough to come up with a different descriptions and tweak some small things to be just Gerome’s in general. Between the ‘Robun’s, identity/purpose crises, and two generations of stitching skills, I thought it would be neat to use a “Velveteen Rabbit” concept as an inspiration:
Teena Starting Class: Troubadour
Design: Face: Gerome’s high cheeks + Robin’s low jaw = round bunny face with button nose Eyes: Gerome’s pronounced upper lids + Robin’s sharp corners, brown irises. Hair: Cherche’s bangs, Gaius’ color (Gerome’s magenta + Robin’s blonde inadvertently lightened it to bring out his same light red), Gerome’s sideburns and curled ends [I wanted to add a bit more wildness to match his, but then she starts looking too Taguel…], Robin’s fluffy twintails (but tied low, meant to be like floppy-type rabbit ears) Color Scheme: Gerome’s black and gold + Robin’s khaki undershirt
Personality is still a WIP, but she’s the type to be quiet, unobtrusive, and easily startled, but trusts very quick and then won’t shut up. Clings to certain people. likes :fruit and berry tarts, sleeping late then working hard to make up for it (only to crash out and repeat), taking other people for rides on her pony, ribbons and having her hair brushed dislikes: small spaces, dirty rooms, red meat, loud noises, being told what to do
I decided I’m going to buy a used BMW. I worked out all the costs and its actually going to be less than what I pay for a leased 2014 Corolla. The car I want has a fair market value of 11-15k which is right in my price range. and my car was 19k(which I think is ridiculous. I have Bluetooth but no cruise control????)
My accident will fall off of my insurance by that time, so I had them quote me without my accident and tweak some things on my insurance while keeping it fully covered, and my rate only goes up $1 a month.
The car payments will be lower than my current too.My heart is literally leaping for joy. A BMW is my DREAM CAR! I want a 2008 535xi. I never dreamed it could ever be affordable for me!!! Buy used! Seriously you may be able to get a dream of a car.
I should also mention I’ve been working my ass off for 6 months and have managed to bring my credit score from poor to the high end of fair/good. I’ll be in the 700s by then if I keep doing what I am now. :) I’ve been working so effing hard for this.
4 long very thinly sliced strips of shabu shabu pork belly
1 ½ cups of a cheap red wine
3 tbsp soy sauce
3 tbsp regular butter
3 tbsp black truffle butter
Salt to taste
Peel, cut and boil ur potates in salted water till they’re fork tender. Then drain those puppies, mash them reay nice and whip them with the sour cream, butter, truffle butter, and heavy cream. Set aside
Take your chopped onions and throw them into a pan with some butter. Get shit done with this caramelizing method. You can sub out water for cognac tho if u want. In the meantime preheat your oven to 400 degrees
Once the onions are almost done, add in the minced shroomz and cook those hoes till they’re nice and buttery and tender. Once that’s all done, season with a little salt and add to the ‘tatoez. Let that mofo cool down in the fridge for like ½ hour before you continue on.
HOLY SHIT BACON TIME. As much of a trendy shitty quirky overused trashbag bacon has become, it’s still delicious, so we’re gonna add that to these potates.
get your thick cut bacon and lay out like 5 to 8, depending on how thick the strips are, weave the other strips in perpendicularly and add the potatoes atop the bacon, forming it into a weird log shape. Fold the bacon over, flip over the oval roast log thing and wrap thin strips of the shabu shabu pork belly around it, and fill various holds with the pork belly in order to prevent leakage.
throw that shit in the oven with some thyme and rosemary and roast until the bacons dark and crispy.
Remove from oven, inhale the beauty, and glaze with a bit of black truffle butter if you don’t mind becoming hella obese. Let that mofo cool while you get started on your fancy ass sauce.
Procedure for Sauce-
In the meantime, get your wine sauce ready by adding the wine to a relatively hot pan, once the wine’s reduced by half, add the soy sauce and then get it to a low heat. Quickly whisk in the butter, finishing with the black truffle butter and seasoning with additional salt.
Pour sauce around the ‘roast and garnish with sprigs of rosemary.
holy shit guys u just made a fake roast so awesome it’ll make people’s clothes combust sexually due to the greatness.
Have fun and try not to serve it to your grandpa because we all know that adorable lump needs his clothing as on as it can possibly get.
SO! I finally got Breezehome decorated fairly well, still room for improvement of course, but it’s still fairly early! Sorry for the picture spam, but I just really wanted to go for a certain visual storytelling with this? So you can kind of see how mama orc merc and her lil cub live, what they like to do in their spare time and whatnot.Not sure how well that came across? It might just look like mindless clutter…
Warnings: swearing, mentions of violence and blood, demon possession
Tags: @today-only-happens-once Here is your request babe! Kinda tweaked some of the things you requested… hopefully you’ll like it… lol
He should have known. Should have recognized the
signs. Especially when you curled yourself up against him after one drink. If there
as anyone who could hold their liquor like him, it was you. But he so desperately
hoped, that when your hand slid in his hair and when your panted breath against
his warm skin was a sign of the pleasure you were feeling as he sucked a mark
on your collar bone, that it was real, that this was actually happening and
Dean was finally getting what he had wished for, for years.