Idontneedsleep671 - Needsleep

𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚, 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙊𝙤𝙤…

OM: New Event System Guide

Firstly, unless Solmare change their mind, the new mechanic introduced in the current event is intended to be permanent.

This is how events will function from this time forward, from the Celestial loot boxes to the lack of SSRs in the event Nightmare.

My guide for the new events is one step long and very simple:

DON'T.

~

Events in the new system no longer have rewards. Instead they have prizes available via loot boxes, a type of gambling.

Loot boxes are required in most legal systems to list their odds of each item - even if those odds are equal. Solmare has not done this and risks the game being pulled from international app stores as a result.

If the odds are indeed flat, your chances of getting the first character SSR (Simeon) is 1 in 250, as each box has 250 items. You have to get that card twice in order to open the next box.

To get the SSR costs up to 125,000 points.

Versus the old system, 100,000 for the SSR.

To get the demon UR costs 500,000 points.

Versus the old system, 285,000 for the UR.

~

The number of battles remains the same - 83 per day if the extra battles via adverts are available.

The base reward per battle is 120 points.

The base daily total is 9960.

The base event total is 119,520.

ie, not enough for the SSR.

(This is a keyed event so the base event total will be lower than this in fact.)

~

The event Nightmare contains no SSR or SR cheat cards, only URs.

The odds of pulling an event UR do not change regardless of increasing or decreasing the number of URs.

The odds remain at 0.5%, ie an average of 1 UR for every 200 pulls.

This means your chances of having a higher battle total due to cheat cards is far lower than in previous events.

The only way to get higher odds is to use a UR voucher. You can try and win one for just 625,000 points ಠ_ಠ

~

The loot boxes contain more prizes in terms of backgrounds, icons, and random items, as well as AP, DP and DV.

However, your chances of getting any of these is far small (1 in 250 per box), rendering most of the prizes useless, and opening the next box dependent on you earning up to 250 openings of the previous box.

~

By the way, the Charge Missions this time around are also more expensive - anything from $200-400 depending on your currency - and no longer count level up sales or spending DP towards the totals.

Only purchased DP counts.

~

tl;dr

In order to get the Diavolo and Lucifer URs you will have to earn up to 1,000,000 points.

Your odds of getting any one prize are 1/250.

Not listing odds of loot boxes is legally and ethically dubious and misleading.

It is possible to do 200 pulls and get only one UR.

This is the planned event mechanic going forward - without the 100 (x2) free pulls.

There is no guaranteed card prize for ftp players.

~

Finally, please be aware that loot boxes are GAMBLING.

Obey Me has gone from a game that included one element of gambling via gacha, to a game that is solely reliant on gambling.

Nightmare is gambling.

Event prizes are gambling.

Gambling without odds listed is horrifically irresponsible.

Gambling games are NOT SUITABLE for minors.

People with adhd, anxiety, depression, and so forth are all at higher risk of falling prey to spending spirals and gambling addiction.

Please do not waste your money 😞

~

(via)

DBD Killers' / Slashers' Types 🔪💖

Freddy Krueger, Michael Myers, Danny Johnson, Jason Vorhees, Bubba Sawyer

Freddy Krueger (OG):

- Freddy adores those who are sweet and innocent; the thought of being the one to defile someone like that gets him off. Are you a virgin? Never been to a party? Have a overprotective family? Count him in.

- Those who play hard-to-get, are mean and hot-headed, and won't put up with his sh*t are also his favorite. He LOVES to get a reaction out of people and thinks it's funny to make others angry. Plus, he thinks it's cute when you're mad.

- A bit of an uncommon find, but he'd love someone who can match his energy. If you're just as messed up as he is, and are down to clown and mess with others, he's instantly in love. Of course, keep your ego in check- he's the dream demon, not you, and he doesn't need a partner to torment others in their sleep... BUT he'd love to have you along for the ride all the same.

- He'll love you no matter your size, but if there's more to grab he's not complaining.

xxx

Michael Myers (OG):

- He prefers those with a quiet-to-medium lifestyle and volume. He doesn't really like anything that's too rowdy, as he's easy to annoy and he's got a short fuse.

- Seriously, annoying is a big no-no. You may have better luck if you've known each other for a long time, but just know he wants to reach over and crush your head like a can of coke.

- On a more positive note, he's pretty content with pretty much anything, as long as you don't get in his way too much or give him a headache. It doesn't matter to him what you look like (although being taller than him may make him ever-so-slightly uncomfortable at first), what you do in terms of work/school, or what your hobbies are.

- He has a soft spot for eldest siblings types - those who are reasonable and can care for his needs without being too overbearing like a parent are perfect in his eyes. He'll never admit it, but he likes being spoiled like a giant cat....

xxx

Jason Vorhees:

- Nothing about your appearance really matters to him, but height ESPECIALLY doesn't matter to him - If you're taller than him he loves it, and if you're smaller than him he loves it.

- Wants both of you to feel safe - he wants someone who will protect him just as he protects them. Those with nurturing, kind personalities are perfect for him. Someone his mother would approve of is a MUST.

- On that note, drugs, booze, and sinful activities are a big no-no for him. If you remind him any of those gross camp counselors he so dislikes, he may just have to put you down.

- Although it make spook him just a tiny bit at first, he loves cuddly, physically affectionate people. He's a big teddy bear.

xxx

Ghostface / Danny Johnson:

- Danny LOVES people who are tinier than him, whether it be physically or personality-wise. Those who are easy to overpower and fluster make his ego go through the roof, plus he thinks they're adorable.

- He also low-key likes people who could kick his ass with a single glance. It's not his first choice, but the threat of danger certainly gets the blood pumping to a few places.

- Being hard-to-get just makes him want you even more. Having things as soon as he wants them is alright, but having to work for them gets him excited - it's like a game to him. Are you ignoring him? Mean to him? Just difficult to get alone? He's instantly obsessed.

- He doesn't mind people who are on the rowdy, loud side, but they do activate his kill instinct just a tiiiiiny bit... well, maybe a lot. ... A ton.

xxx

Leatherface / Bubba Sawyer:

- His type would be the classic "pretty person with nice hair and eyes who smells like flowers and is nice to him no matter what." If you're pretty and kind and look and act like you're some fairytale princess (even if it's just in his eyes), he's immediately head-over-heels.

HOWEVER...

- He really just wants someone who's patient and kind. Thats it. Shoot, even if you're not either of those things he'll love you all the same, so long as you have what's best in mind for him.

- It doesn't matter what kind of life you lead. He personally leads a pretty secluded lifestyle with his family, only really going out for food or other necessities, so that would be preferable, but in the end he doesn't mind how quiet or loud of a life you lead, so long as you dont put his family in danger.

- On that note, getting along with his family is a MUST. No matter how much he loves you, if you're rejected by them then he'll have no choice but to... well, you know. Hope you like questionable meat stew.

- ...He just wants someone to nurture and be nurtured by. ):

This is a new DBD killer/Slasher HC blog! If you liked this and would like to see more, please send me an ask! Thank you for reading!

hello ! Imagine bubba and Thomas preparing their chainsaw to attack and the new girl survivor is wearing this. Would they tunnel , face camp , or cry about it ? Lmao

Bonjourrrr hello I am alive I’m so sorry I have been really busy traveling for work.

But those pants look incredible. I didn’t even know they existed. Here’s how I imagine that would go!

The Cannibal | Bubba Sawyer & Chainsaw-Proof Girl

Word count: ~575

Warnings: none

Reaction: straight up sobs about it and finds her terrifying. Thinks she’s just invincible to his chainsaw.

This was a scary, dark, confusing new world-- but Bubba had a job to do.

Kill the outsiders. Kill them or they’ll hurt you. Kill them or they’ll hurt your family.

The dark entity whispered in his head, and although fear rattled his bones, Bubba obeyed. There was no enemy his dutiful chainsaw couldn’t handle. The world was terrifying, and he was all alone here, but Bubba will handle himself for as long as he needs to so he can one day come back home to his family again. But right now, he needs to protect them. Protect them from these awful dangerous outsiders.

A new outsider appeared today before him, at the wastelands of an automobile wreckage site. An autohaven, he believes it was called, a horrid wasteland of mangled metal with the reek of sharp iron and heavy dust in the air. This woman he found, Bubba had not seen her before, and upon discovering yet another outsider here that was threatening him and his family’s safety, a cold fear shot through his veins. It felt icy and numbing at first, until the panic quickly began to boil it, sweltering in his blood with every passing second he didn’t act on this new girl working on a generator in front of him.

There was no fear in her, no desperate flee from him. The heat in his veins simmered, steaming into his muscles with a horrible rush of energy, and with a terrified whine Bubba hastily drop started his chainsaw.

Upon hearing him rev, she stepped back off the generator, but instead of fleeing it appeared she braced.

Confusing, but Bubba charged anyways, wailing as he dashed forward, swiping the saw downwards to strike her legs and prevent an escape if she were to try and run.

However, as soon as the saw made contact, the gash in the fabric nearly derailed his chain, immediately stopping the engine when a clutter of stringy white fibers tangled into it.

The girl took a distancing step back, with a soft chuckle, as if she saw this coming. There was no blood from the gash, it had appeared his saw didn’t even make it through the fabric.

Anxiety seized him, and not thinking clearly, Bubba reached to pull the string back and rev again, despite seeing the damage that he knew would prevent the engine from starting. Surely enough, the chainsaw sputtered and neglected to flinch, the fibers lodged deep into the mechanical gears.

Hands trembling, Bubba blubbered in confusion, trying once more to pull the string again.

He heard another chuckle from her when it yet again sputtered and failed to start.

With his head darting up to look at her, the girl was oddly surprised to see such powerful fear and confusion clouding his big brown eyes, and instead of charging at her with his mallet, Bubba instead wailed out pitifully.

She nearly flinched when she heard the earthy thud of him dropping his saw to the floor, watching as he vainly attempted to reach for his hoistered mallet, but only to have his shaky hands immediately drop the weapon onto the floor as well.

Nearly sobbing, he buried his masked face in his two clammy hands, stumbling back as he cried. He was too confused, his chainsaw never failed like this. Bubba had no clue what to do, he had nothing to protect himself from this invincible outsider.

She broke his saw without even attacking.

The girl watched, completely baffled as he shrieked and blubbered, almost feeling bad as he stumbled away from her in fear.

And within moments, Bubba fled, turning to run in terror.

The tower (2018 micheal myers x fem reader)

Trigger warning: death, blood, angst

He stood there slightly shaking as the moonlight poured in from the window illuminating Micheals’s mask, body, and the knife he was holding onto for dear life, his mind raced as though that seemed like they weren’t his own filled his mind, and ears. He wasn’t Micheal anymore, he was the shape.

He watched as his lover realized what was happening and he watched as the fear dripped its ways into her eyes as she backed up away from him her body slightly shaking as she watched him

“ Micheal please, calm down, I didn’t mean to do whatever I did to make you so upset with me” she spoke out but he couldn’t hear her words as the voices inside of his head drowned them out, they had full control over him and he listened when they said to go closer, to hold the knife tighter. Her words meant nothing to him in this state.

He stepped closer and closer to her as she panicked and tried to walk out of the room, he knew that she hoped that he would leave her alone for now, be Micheal didn’t care

He strode dangerously fast to her and she tried to pick up the pace but to no avail as he grabbed her by the throat and slammed her against the wall behind them, his hand gripped tightly at her throat as she tried out and looked to him with pleading eyes

“Micheal please stop! You’re hurting m!” She cried out, he glared daggers at her as he picked his knife up above his head,

“ please Micheal whatever I did I’m sorry” she cried out as tear started to form in her eyes, Micheal took one last good look at her and he took in every small detail, the way her eyes gleamed with tears and fear, how she shook and gasped for air under his hand, the way she pulled at his hands in an attempt to get him to release her, but he didn’t listen, he couldn’t listen to her when he was to busy listening to the voices, the ones that told him to hurt her, the ones who told him to make her suffer, and he gave in to them, and let them take the lead as he didn’t care anymore, nothing mattered to him at this point other than the goal to satisfy the voices. No amount of his self-control could stop him, not anymore, he was long past that point.

He brought the knife up and her eyes widened with fear as he struck her with the knife, he used all the force he could muster and plunged it deep in her abdomen multiple times as she cried out and gasped for air, he grabbed her throat harder and sung her back tossing her to the floor with no care, like she was nothing.

She was nothing to him when he was the shape when he wasn’t there and the urge to kill was strong. He gave in to his urge and the voices, as he glared over at her from his shoulder

She laid there trying to crawl away as tears dripped down her face and dark blood poured out from her wounds. She wasn’t his lover anyone, she was another victim, another nameless victim added onto his ever-growing list of his. He didn’t see her as anything more at this point and state of mind

Micheal walked out the door silently as she cried there, helpless and no hope left in her, he walked and he couldn’t hear her anymore as he continued, he walked aimlessly and he went for hours, covered in blood, he stalked the streets until another poor unfortunate soul has the misfortune to cross his path, he took care of them the same way, leave them to die on the street without a second thought, the sounds of the voices filled his head with only the passing of time to drown them out. As he started to walk back home and calm down from his rage, it finally dawned on him, as his eyes widened

the weight of his actions started to dawn on him, as his heart started to pick up in pace, Micheal walked faster than ever before in a rush to get home, hoping that he wasn’t too late, hoping that he still had time to save her, or at least to spend her last moments with her, but as his home came into view and the sounds of the night took over his hope started to fade away

It faded even more as he pushed the door open, he didn’t bother to close it OK his way out. Micheal sucked in a breath and his body tensed as he crept back into the main room of the house

And his heart dropped when he laid eyes on her, she laid face down and curled up in a pool of her own blood, the moonlight bounced off of it making the blood look like it was filled with brilliant diamonds. She had her phone in hand with the emergency number ready to be dialed, but His heart sank as he got closer and realized she wasn’t moving he stood over her body and look down at her

Numb and cold, like how she was now. He didn’t make it in time, he was too late. He felt himself drift away as he turned her body over and made her face up. Now be really felt like the shape, he felt like the monster querying feared him to be, he was cold, empty, and numb. He neared next to her body, his knees popping as he laid down next to her, and he thought about the night before, when she was still warm and her chest rose and fell with each breath she took, he turned his head and looked at her, she was cold and still, he grabbed her cold free hand and intertwined it with his own aged and scared ones. He doomed himself to be alone, and maybe it was best that way, so more people he claimed to care about didn’t end up the same way she did, alone and cold and both of their worlds ended and crashing down around them, all because of him.

eyes

001. Russia. Getting the band back together. Bring a jacket. 002. The Lab. Every story starts somewhere. 003. Creel House. Tick-tock. 004. California. Hold onto your butts, brochachos. Every ending has a beginning. Vol. 1 is coming May 27. Vol. 2 is coming July 1.

2 versions of a memorial portrait for @memendoemori 's birthday, of her sweet boy Geoffrey.