[[Well, how ‘bout that? It turns out Inky can be a psuedo-Poe! This is the Engineer’s Spark, and he wears that title with pride!
E.S. is a tinkerer through and through. The Wall, a robot’s arm, a train, metallic friends, you name it! Unsurprisingly, he tries his absolute best with each and every experiment or repair, but gets incredibly frustrated if something goes wrong. Of course, he’s quick to recover and is more than happy to teach others, try new things, let others help, or just shoot the breeze.
He can be great at maintaining and inventing, but he tends to be either fast or reliable with his work, and he finds it hard to find a middle ground there. Still, E.S. greatly enjoys his work, no matter what he’s doing!]]
I’m doing something special for the blog’s birthday (it’s in April), but in order to make things flow well I’m going to need multiple sets of visually distinct icons for the boys. For most of them I can use either game or Akira Himekawa manga screenshots, but I’m running into a wall for a few of the boys, so I’m taking suggestions!
The boys that I need help with are Quarters, Brown, Light, and Sparky. Quarters I can’t use the Four Swords manga because I’m already using it for Green/Red/Blue/Vio. Light I’m using the Oracle mangas but I need a third set of icons for him and I don’t think the ALttP manga is visually distinct enough. Sparky doesn’t have a terribly wide range of emotion in his game and it’s going to be difficult getting screenshots from it, and Brown is old as dirt haha.
I’m not terribly comfortable using fanart/fan comics/doujinshi (I hope I spelled that right) so if you can stick to suggesting official or published sources that would be great.
Thanks guys! Please try to suggest things soon, because formatting the icons takes a while and I don’t want to be scrambling around at the end of March trying to get them all done.
guYS IF WE’RE MUTUALS AND YOUR MUSE RANDOMLY WANTS TO TALK TO MINE, TAG. ME. IN. A. STARTER. I WILL REPLY BECAUSE I LOVE RANDOM STARTERS AND CUTE SHIT AND JUST MY MUSE BEING THROWN IN A SITUATION WHERE THEY’RE LIKE “WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO BE DOING?!?! WHO THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO BE DOING?!?! WHY THE FUCK ARE WE DOING THIS?!?!” BECAUSE ITS THE BEST THING EVER. So yknow yeah. Tag me in shit.
Bowyetta looked up from her blanket. To avoid spewing smoke in the
Repairman’s face, she tried to speak with her mouth covered, but
breathing in her own smoke only made her feel more sick, so she
uncovered her face completely. “Is being true? Bowyetta’s arrows are not
harmed?“
She laid there in silence for a moment, before Vinny spoke up. “Psst, Bowyetta~! Now is the time to say it~!”
“Oh,
um!” Bowyetta remembered. “Mr. Sir? Bowyetta is much grateful for you
have saving her. If not being for you she would not be here right now.
You know… Smithy is very much wanting for Bowyetta to be destroyed…” She
went silent once more, before speaking again. “Beepsumu is telling
Bowyetta always that ‘Susumu’ is protecting her… But… Bowyetta is
knowing what this is meaning… ‘Susumu’ is-”
Suddenly, Bowyetta sat
up in the bed. The chill she was feeling became much sharper, and she
was shaking much harder now. Despite the cold she felt something burning
on her back, as though someone were glaring at her from afar. “A-are
you also feeling of that?”
The Repairman paused, and then nodded. “Those that were hit will be back in shape in no time.”
He beamed at Bowyetta’s thanks. “I mean, your arrows did most of it…I was just along for the ride…”
He winced as he heard the name of a mun.
“…I felt something,” he finally said, after a pause. “It might…be best not to mention her…”
He would have been worried about tactfully bringing that up if Bowyetta didn’t start shivering. Clearly, referencing this “Susumu” was a bad idea anyway.
Dropped?
Her cheeks flushed. There was plenty of possible ways to describe what
had just transpired; But that seemed fairly…relaxed.
“Yes- Please. That journal mustnt fall into the wrong hands.”
Perhaps it was simply a joke. Afterall, this was the Repairman’s duty.
Hylia only knows how many por- ‘Walls’, this creature has seen. Maybe,
in his eyes, this was a much more tamer case.
This thought failed to ease the Princess’ mind. Something just didnt
feel right…Whatever it may be, she would just have to be ready for it.
“All right, just give me a minute…”
He carefully opened up the tear and stuck his hand in it. The crack slowly grew, and the Repairman’s eyes seemed to be closed in…fear?…disgust…?
Eventually, he pulled something back into this world. He risked opening an eye, to find an apple. The apple didn’t look like it came from here. It was more detailed, more well-shaded, more real.
The Repairman squealed in distress and hurled it back through the Wall.
Well, second time’s the charm. He kept one eye closed, but risked looking through with the other. It only took about ten seconds before he fished a book out and sealed the Wall with chickenwire, but it felt like an eternity.
That kind of realismwas horrifying.
He regained his composure and walked up to the Princess to hand her the journal.
Siblings-a-Fixin' 