I Hope This Isn't In Bad Taste?...I Wasn't Able To Find My Funny Bone For A Few Days Now... @king-candybug-backup

That'd be a funny idea for all of two minutes... It was sitting in the back of my brain while I was animating...

Idea from a joke, and I figured I should color it...

Last place being a snark... In style...

My ass is restarting this!

The whole sketch sheet is complete, finished shaded, and more. I spent too much time on this... Of course, when I took the picture.It's been a week or more since it been done, i thought it'd be fun to try to write the story a little bit while posting the other pictures. Since it's a little undercooked now, I fear I burned it... These next words are more of closing thoughts...

(Game over, she swore she saw those words before up there. In the blackness of the void, but they're a lot more sugary than last time, last time? The memory slowly came to rear its ugly ahead. Oh yeah, this happened before.... But back then, there was more of a red glare. This was a soft, sugary game. Of course, the game over would be different, but the words underneath it... Insert four quarters to continue, rummaging around the pockets. Those are normally filled with the brim of code data to help her, to find nothing. Of course, she looks down at her body. Seeing the sugary facade slowly go first pixel by pixel, revealing the horrible truth underneath, and pretty soon that will go to... But why is it so painfully slow? The deletion process was a lot faster last time,... A sigh escapes her lips. She has accepted this situation... There's nothing here, but a void of black and a mistake, and the words...

She figured she would reflect on the past. Well, she's here to review everything, as her thoughts scramble for panic that she's trying to suppress, a memory popped up a good memory of the twins, helping her decorate and make her own little garage area sense she didn't have one,... She saw what happened to road blasters from the highest point of the bleachers quickly running down to her siblings that she loved even though she caused chaos on the track whenever she was on, she still cared about them, she tried to yell at them, tried to get them out of the game, but they wouldn't listen, "i should've drive them out myself. Or at least put myself in the player position so the game would still run, i guess I can't change it now. I hope wherever they are, they're okay. ".... A clunking sound could be heard to roll out.The void, like a quarter, was being inserted. She looked up at the words, Insert three quarters to continue,... She stared at it confused, didn't it say four?, penny for your thoughts munch?, with a huff, she tried to think of something else for a bit since the thought of turbo time is so painful,

Vanellope...oh... I wish I would have been nicer to my little sister... Teach her how to glitch more effectively... at least keep her safe... I couldn't even do that..."If it makes up for anything, I am sorry, my little glitch," she mumbled... Another quarter sound can be heard, 2..."So I guess this self reflection is helping somewhat. "... A bit of desperation finally seeps into her code, encouraging her to think of something else as the last bits of pixels fade from the sugary facade. Revealing an inverse coloration of turbo, looking down at herself, she is reminded that she is just a copy of a shadow of a man.That is so selfish it hurts...

Now, thinking about it, what is she even supposed supposed to be... Everyone tells her that she has removed the code, but no one tells her what that code is... Or what it is, since she's not a her anymore... Can she even keep that monocle... She doesn't see why not since she has nothing else to show her identity... thought it occurred to her. She never thought of what she's supposed to be doing. Or what her code is telling her to do, thinking back. She always finds joy in driving and causing chaos for the other drivers around her throwing stuff, knocking over barrels, she had to keep that on the down low for sugar rush, and it drove her mad, when getting those sugar cubes during a race? Oh, it was heaven either to wait until an affordable opportunity to screw over as many racers as possible or do it right away. Just for the heck of it and to see the look on their faces... I'm an enemy racer, of course, I take joy out of seeing a player, spin out... Whoa, where did that come from... She blinked a couple of times. It must have been her code that finally reached out to her to tell her what she was... An enemy racer,ha, everything makes sense now... her want to ruin her game, other games just for the sake of screwing over the players. She can kinda see why her code was kind of removed now, but to go to extremes, to completely crash, sugar rush was a little overboard, "i guess taking things too far is kind of my specialty"..."And besides, the game wouldn't be fun without some form of antagonist,"... She laughed and giggled, finding pure joy, just the thought looking up at that face behind the screen with an angry scowl. On their face, mad at her for ruining their fun time... Then, the realization hits her. She's just deleted code. The code itself had to reach out to the spreadsheet of turbo and invert the colors just to give her a model..."i guess in a way I was doing my job, hehe," her laughter died down, that doesn't excuse her actions, not even close, causing a pit in her stomach, the quarter sound hitting the bank plays again...1...

She started to cry a little... She couldn't think of anything else that she wanted to reflect on, only her anger on turbo and what he had done. It makes sense now. On why is she so angry at him all the time. She's supposed to be a rival or a straight-up. Antagonist to him... It doesn't give her an excuse to be so mean to him. She could have been better about it, then again, given what he has done to Sugar Rush. She should've knocked him in the head until he passed out, but instead, she thought she would be the better person and work alongside him to keep herself safe... She couldn't even guarantee that she wouldn't be erased... So half of his actions did fall upon her to do... All for what... Attention that she's probably never gonna get... That word came up again... Attention... Does it even matter?... The players are gonna hate her anyway... Maybe because she saw the ego in him growing and did nothing about it... If she did do something, He would just probably ignore her or call her names, throw her in a corner, and forget about her... Maybe she's mad at him for being such a selfish monster... No, that's being a hypocrite... Cause she was a monster herself... She wanted this goal so bad that she was willing to hurt herself for it... Well, that's not a healthy thought process... And it clearly shows on her precious lowrider...huh... "I guess I have a problem. Maybe if I asked ralph for help, he would help me to?".... She thought about it... ralph did say there was a support group for bad guys... And under some technical terms, she is a bad guy... Maybe they could help... That's if... She was still alive... She slowly looks down in despair...

Half of her actual body is gone... But the sound of a quarter filled in the space as her head snapped up, the screen was going bright... And she can see, it's starting to sparkle, like the sugar cubes, she tried to make out something in the brightness, and she swears she could see mister lickwhack but she wasn't able to get much details before something jabs into her from her back, regenerating the sugary facade, and everything else in a blink of an eye, knocking her out, slowly wiping her memories of this experience, only keeping the important stuff, before everything going bright again,... Press start)

This was mostly inspired by the game over fan Fics that I came across. If I ever figure out how to link text, I will put them here..

I'M COOKING!...W.I.P.

@king-candybug-backup for the idea...and clarification

Hey, what does sinstar look like?... I have a feeling I want to cook something

CONSIDER ME EXTREMELY CURIOUS?????

So the character from the original arcade game looks like this, he's basically just a floating spaceship head:

But if you're talking the fic Cy-bug form specifically, I picture him as something kinda like this (warning for EXTREMELY rough and rushed sketch lol):

Basically I figure he'd be mostly like a normal Cy-bug, just bigger and with Sinistar's face and general colour scheme (as a side note, I didn't include the mishmash of weapons he attached to himself in chapter 2 because I am bad at drawing weapons lol, but he's just going around eating random stuff for the power-ups, so that's not super important in how it looks imo lol)

lol...hehe...I also bop the cat!

I'm still coloring the 2d animation... This is taking longer than I thought

I figured I would put the meme that I was gonna do last chapter and mix it with the meme.In this chapter,...lol

Should I hook myself underneath the mushroom and wait it out?... or stab my eyes out so I won't have this problem again?... Well, this is not a hard decision, says sinstar as he proceeds to self mutilate...

Yes, he's firing blind...

Killswitch by @king-candybug-backup

Process of the bickering... Yes, I use speech to text for most of my writing... 'cause the thought must come out immediately. Otherwise, it will get forgotten

(King candy eventually dragged it to his castle, to at least keep an eye on it, while he's thinking on what to do it sinks to itself while looking at the strange green ball that companies this man, that strange sour expression always across its face. Reminded the death glitch that it's game, its brothers are gone, as King Candy informs it that turbo time was unplugged, and if that's so how, did it respond... Unless... Of course... King Candy immediately called on his little sour bill to accompany him to check the code. Seeing the worries on the poor ball's face, she had to step up, "may I inquire that I go instead? I would like to understand how I came to be too, and your little assistant here doesn't seem too willing" the death glitch said in her matter of fact, tone,"puff, fine," king candy said with a wave, her?... Did it just to prefer to itself as a her... She finds herself smiling a little if turbo's a boy and if I don't want to be like a copy of him. Being a girl might differentiate myself from him, and besides, like nothing's different, i feel actually better, she says to herself as she follows behind in the cartoonish king's footsteps, maybe this is a good development, i am not him after all, she absolutely despises the fact that she's so similar to Turbo. She is always looking for ways to differentiate herself from the disaster of a racer, to prove that she is better than him, she watches the king, put in the code, and wraps the licorice around himself. The death glitch grabs the rope like candy to make sure he doesn't float away as he starts to swim around in the code in front of her, taking the time to actually peek in the dark space.Looking around watching him, open up a giant code box, wait code boxes aren't supposed to be that big... Oh...ooohhh heehee... Of course... Turbo did cause the unplugging didn't he, so him hiding away another racing game as a ruler doesn't seem too far off... She looks out to the empty blackness. Spotting a flickering box.It's too far away for her to really read it, but she tries, Vanellope?...huh... So there's another glitch here... Perfect, I won't be alone anymore... She hears the old man screech and yell in frustration, she peers out to where he is seeing that he has another code box opened, it was hers, she can barely make out to the stuff inside, but she has an idea on what happened, as king candy tugged on the licorice rope, she begins to pull him back, "so...big t, when are you gonna tell me what exactly you did To make me spawn", she says in administer tone, and again, that ghost white face crosses the ruler, "that's it. I know your little secret, now share"... Of course, the ruler had a little fit. But he knew that I would just hold my ground and just ask again. Of course, he doesn't answer directly, just saying that he made a mistake while recoding himself. It didn't matter if he didn't give a full answer. She would find the truth out eventually, the second they got out of the coding area. He tried to arrest her before he could even yell blains in close whispering secrets into his ear, and knowing she could just phase through the wall if she needed to in net fungeon, he can't have that stuff getting out, "fine, just don't finish in first place like you did last time," " of course never again","and you're gonna need a new name"," i was thinking the name that you were trying to give me the first time we met"...."Last place"... Her tone was dark, but the king didn't back down, he did smile eagerly at the name.But seeing it was not a joke, it quickly disappeared," i'm guessing I have to watch my back from now on", "what are you expecting me to cause trouble on my first day, ha, you would be right, but i'm kind of curious about this Vanellope, i want to know who she is. And maybe I can help with your little reset glitch problem,"... The king smiled, knowing that he had just gained an ally... The racer smiled, knowing that with this thread, she could easily unravel everything if she wanted to)

no spiral he's not fine....

he's dead....and his soul is in there...