It Disappeared Entirely :(

I think im going insane.

I have one very specific idea that I have written down. It pretty similar to the Zelda and Tunic with the hero cycle, but the hero is not treated like person but like weapon made specifically to kill the supposed "evil".

Each time I remember about it my brain is getting too close to the meltdown button, its like being blasted with giant creativity blast that does nothing but gives me visions of that idea. I cant even make out anything specific besides the vibe and little details.

I read among us fanfics almost all day. I hope its not a new brainrot, oh god.

But why there is only one fic with imposter getting caught in a glass cube. And they spent in there less then two sentences, I'm kinda disappointed.

I want the crew to carefully plan and catch the imposter like a feral cat. Wrestle them, use ropes, create a containment room, drop a net on them at least something. I don't need your fucking murder mystery, I want the crew to cooperate and try to reason with the imposter. Please.

Put the imposter in a hamster ball.

I didn't thought through worldwalkers' biology in loloformers au at all.

I can make all worldwalkers into seekers thus giving them all an ability to travel (not to different planets but whatever) or I can give them all a new organ that creates a groundbridge to a different location.

Seeker route

+ I dont alter the tf lore too much

+ It's more balanced

-Worldwalkers cant travel to different planets (depends on an altmode)

+ That way worldwalkers can live, without being hunted down (before the war at least)

Groundbridge organ

+They all can travel like in loloverse

+ A little bit closer to an actual OIDT*

-NOT BALANCED AT ALL. This is so fucking powerful, all worldwalkers would be hunted down and turned into living groundbridges and experimented on

-Alters cybertronian biology and lore

+More Lololore complaint

-If its natural then there would be lore complications, if its not natural than someone had to make it and implant into Lo and John in their early life (OIDT* is important to their character I think)

-Groundbridges are very technically complicated and are very energy-intensive, so worldwalkers either have to have a very strong spark or to consume an enormous amount of energy/energon after each teleport

*Organ of InterDimensional Travel (originally it's called a spark, but cybertronians already have a spark so we gotta stick with a long acronym)

i need them kill each other and die together

Kittykittykitty

hey, can my cat stay on your blog for a little while?

i'm going out of town for the night and could use someone to watch her

I want to simply put it here.

Kondrat smugly slides a piece of paper to the other side of a a table in the dining hall. Big part of the science crew stands behind him, whispering about his choice. Its not an every day that something grant like this is happening. His opponent takes the paper and examines it. Another part of a crew is behind her, whispering and hushing each other. Its her time to make a step, she had to choose wisely, so much depended on the outcome of this. Every second she was planning and strategizing, but time was limited and it was running short. She had to do it. Breath in... Breath out...

She writes it on a paper and slides it to her opponent and taps the timer to her right. Whispers behind her grow louder.

" Mm, up left corner. Good choice…”

Kondrat muses aloud. She can’t stop but fidget with her pen. He complimented her move. His face doesn’t show if he’s stressed like her or not, but knowing him Kondrat is just coldly strategizing without anything else plaguing his mind. He quickly draws a circle seemingly not hearing gasps and loud whisper behind him. The timer is tapped by them. The paper is slid right in front of her. She looks at it in horror but there is nothing monstrous on a paper. She looks at it, then at Kondrat, again at the paper, then at Kondrat. 
Their smug face almost instantly vanishes as they realize what mistake they’ve made. He hides his face behind his hands and scratches his horns, muterring something. She looks at him and blindly draws her finishing X. The paper is in front of him again, he takes it and looks at it tiredly. His eye are getting wider each time he looks up from the paper to her.

Why- Why is he so confused?

She did the finishing stroke! He was supposed to look defeated, not confused! Then he puts the paper on the table, sighs and draws his circle. She now can see their tic-tac-toe board and everything is like last time but when it’s in front of her again -

THE X IS LOWER!!!

She hides behind her hands much like her opponent and lets out a sheaky breath. It’s repeating again! It’s the 20th time in a row when both of them get distracted and do a wrong move! Noooooo…

She fills up the last free space and slides the paper in a middle of table. Both, she and her opponent sigh defeated, covering their eyes in embarrassment. Someone comes up and adds the paper to the stack of draw results.

“ How you do that? It’s been going for hours!“

People behind them moan tired, she can even hear a certain wheelchair user taking his bets. She probably should later ask the spaceship computer to delete a part of their tic-tac-toe tournament, because no-one would want to watch them struggle with that child's game for so long. She looks up and sees tired Kondrat stretching out his arm to her.

“Draw?” He asks quietly.

She takes his arm and shakes it slightly.

“Draw.” People behind them cheer.

I wrote it after being inspired by some post on tumblr, sadly I don't remember what that post was about. And I wrote that a month ago or smt.

Funny thing I know absolutely nothing about Kondrats' opponent, because at first Dorzo was supposed to fight in the tic-tac-toe tournament, but I decided that he would lose much earlier. So I made her (noname for now I think), but she probably works as an engineer on the spaceship.

Kondrat is the security leader on the spaceship. He is kinda of a hothead, but that somehow doesn't prevent him from doing his job excellently. He had to swallow his pride for his last line L.

About the tic-tac-toe tournament. Its just a silly little event so scientists and workers wouldn't go insane from doing nothing but work with the same people for like half a year. Its like a mental safety practice (idk how to name it).

Being a non english tf fan is so funny, cus wtf you mean bulkhead is a word and not a made up name.