i used to draw so much Jaxter porn back in the day. no, it was more Daxter with anyone i guess. loved drawing that tiny redhead getting his pastry filled with cream. i get happy when i see your art. i love theres still ppl in the fandom thinking about the games i used to obsess over <3
let Niffty keep one! come on Al~
theories become increasingly unhinged. Vox has a fucking meltdown on air. then it all stops. ring gone. all clues vanish and Alastor, ever the asshole. gaslights the lot of them. him? married? never going to happen. what a ridiculous thought. what strange fantasies you all have.
each clue he gives is increasingly more vague and frustrating. he keeps leaving things around the hotel that belongs to his "spouse" a scarf on a chair, a love note that falls out of his pocket, they can HEAR someone else in his room but he warded the place, no one can get in to catch them.
you read the descriptions on the pals? half of them read like horrors
got shot through the chest coz he was too busy flirting with a vampire to pay attention to the military who was after him. he'll be fine. people are always killing him.
did you shake the ever loving fuck out of the can first?
