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Joseph Albert ~ "Hermann Oehlmann / Maskenball von 'Jung-München' 1862. / Race of the Hedgehog and the Hare", February 1862, albumen paper. / Münchner Stadtmuseum ~ Collection Dietmar Siegert
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Joseph Albert ~ "Heinrich Lang / Maskenball von 'Jung-München' 1862 / Der gestiefelte Kater" (Puss in Boots), Februar 1862, Albuminpapier. / Münchner Stadtmuseum ~ Sammlung Dietmar Siegert
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Gustav Süs - The race between the hare and the swineherd.
Cover and pages of a low-saxon edition published 1855 with illustrations by Gustav Süs.
The Hare and the Hedgehog or The race between the Hare and the Hedgehog (Low Saxon:"Dat Wettlopen twischen den Hasen un den Swinegel up de lütje Heide bi Buxtehude", German: "Der Hase und der Igel") is a Low Saxon fable. It was published 1843 in the 5th edition of Grimms' Fairy Tales by the Brothers Grimm in Low Saxon (KHM 187) and in 1840 in Wilhelm Schröder's Hannoversches Volksblatt under the full title Ein plattdeutsches Volksmärchen. Dat Wettlopen twischen den Hasen un den Swinegel up de lütje Heide bi Buxtehude. Ludwig Bechstein also published it in German in his Deutsches Märchenbuch (1853).
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walzerjahrhundert · 11 months
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Participants of the artists' society Jung-München at a fairy tale ball, unknown person and the sculptor Hermann Oehlmann, depicting the race between the hedgehog and the hare
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fivekrystalpetals · 1 year
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reading Pandora Hearts gives me this nostalgic feeling bc on one hand, yes, it's a twisted version of Alice in Wonderland but on the other, I keep getting reminded of the namesake characters from the original novel and the overall weirdness going on in there.
off the top of my head, and it's been quite a while since I read the book so it's not in order:
-- Mr. W. Rabbit ofc
-- that race where the little creatures started running around in circles, couldn't decide the winner and Alice had to give away small cakes
-- poor Billy the lizard getting kicked out of the chimney
-- the three inch blue caterpillar with folded hands sitting on a mushroom and puffing on a pipe
-- the cook obsessed with peppering the soup and making everyone around her sneeze
-- the baby who turned into a pig and trotted away (what even was that?)
-- Duchess with the pointy chin
-- CHESHIRE CAT!! (probably the only creature that treated Alice properly throughout)
-- this iconic exchange:
"In that direction, lives the Hatter. In that direction lives the March Hare. You can visit either of them. They are both mad." "But I don't want to go among mad people." "Oh you can't help that. We're all mad here. You are mad. I am mad." "How do you know I am mad?" "You must be. Or you wouldn't have come here."
-- the Mad Tea Party (it's always six! Time for tea!, the watch that shows only the day and not the time, 'he is murdering the Time', moving one seat around the table so they don't have to wash the teacups, 'where do you draw treacle from?' there was more I forget)
-- that stupid croquet game with flamingoes and hedgehog
Off with his head! Off with her head! Off with its head! How to cut off a head if there is no body--nonsense! as long as there is a head, it can be cut off
-- the Trial
"Take off your hat!" "This isn't mine." "Stolen!" (King of Cards to the Hatter who sells hats)
"Where shall I begin?" "Begin at the beginning, go to the end and then stop."
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highway-in-the-sky · 2 years
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Alright I know this is poking fun at the tortoise and the hare but this is a random thing I know about so there is an alternate version of the tortoise and the hare I remember being told but the message is work harder not smarter where a hare races a hedgehog. However there are actually two hedgehogs and early in the race the first hedgehog goes into a hole underground and a second hedgehog comes out of a hole on the other end of the track and wins. I only remember being told this because all I was thinking at the time was “heh sonic would of just won” oh and a kid in my class had to ask the teacher why hedgehog wouldn’t just win normally cuz “hedgehogs are the fastest animals” and I could just remember how dead inside my teacher looked. (Idk what he thought would be the reaction, we don’t have hedgehogs in America I had never even heard of hedgehogs before hearing about sonic when I was like 5. Of course most American kids only exposure to hedgehogs was sonic)
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strelles-universe · 2 years
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Asisahala: Rodents and Rodent Like Creatures
Huxal (n.): Rodent, one who chews away- refers to the creatures with large front teeth that are known for eating away at things.
Kimsi (n.): Mouse, a small common rodent
Tamra (n.): Rat, a larger more cautious rodent- often bears a naked tail
Tola (n.): Vole, a small rodent known to live in fields and under roots- some varieties swim and live near water
Runatsa (n.): Beaver, a large rodent that builds dams and lodges- can be quite dangerous if provoked but are typically harmless- name means “brown crafter”
Tilusi (n.): Porcupine, a large sharp toothed rodent with quills name is derived from the words “thorn pelt.”
Niusi (n.): Hedgehog, a small sharp toothed rodent with spines. It’s very important to distinguish hedgehogs from porcupines- porcupine quills come out. Hedgehog spines do not.
Huyatse (n.): Mole, a small usually blind creature that tunnels through the ground. It’s name means “one who upturns earth.”
Faripul (n.): Squirrel, a bushy tailed rodent that lives in trees and buries acorns. It’s name means “quick tail” referencing their bushy tails and agility
Nixal (n.): Shrew, a small mammal similar to a mouse or a vole. It’s name manes “nibble” or “little chew.”
Ediripu (n.): Hamster, a small ground rodent- it’s name means “ground squirrel.”
Shaimisi (n.): Chipmunk, a mouth pouched rodent with stripes down it’s back. In fact, it’s name means “stripe mouse.”
Kasis (n.): Rabbit, a rounded prey animal with a fluffy tail, long ears that burrows, lives in communities
Ilikasis (n.): Bunny, a cutesy name for a rabbit and is a common nickname for shortailed kits
Kemra (n.): Hare, a large more independent and rodent that highly resembles a rabbit. Unlike rabbits they don’t live in colonies and have been known to be incredibly aggressive.
Hikimsi (n.): Pika, a small fluffy rodent found commonly in the mountains. More characteristic of the Racing Clouds and the Dancing Stars, the name means “high mouse” referring to their mountain homes.
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annieandro · 1 month
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Week 39. Lilou's radio theater - The rabbit ans the Hedgehog
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For this week on radio theater, we had to create a podcast on an existing or self-invented tale. After several minutes of brainstorming, we decided on the Rabbit and the Hedgehog by the Grimm brothers.
There are several reasons for this choice. First of all, I can personally relate to this story because it is very similar to Jean de la Fontaine's fable, The Hare and the Tortoise, a fable that is a classic in France and that every child learns at school. Then, with this format of story, intended for a young public, we found it interesting to be able to integrate a moral and thus a message to be conveyed. Thus, beyond the amusing aspect of a story told, we bring matter to think about. Then, this story includes the necessary elements like a hero, an anti-hero, a conflict, a resolution….
Vicky was the host. Marina and Aleks played the two animal parts, to be respectively the rabbit and the hedgehog. As for me, I was the narrator.
However, we did have to make some changes to the story. First, we simplified the title of the story by replacing the hare with the rabbit; this term change was essential so that everyone could understand which animal it refers to. Secondly, we found it appropriate to replace the reward of the race from a bottle of alcohol and money to strawberries so that it would be more appropriate for the age range of auditors we were aiming for. Then, it was essential to modernize this story from 1843 in the way of considering the marital relationship of the two hedgehogs. Thus, in our story, the hedgehog's wife is no longer subjected to her husband's inappropriate remarks, and on the contrary, plays a key role in his victory in the race. The last element that was changed was the final scene : the rabbit does not die but simply falls from exhaustion. With the idea in mind that our story is intended for a young audience, a more neutral, softer ending is appropriate.
A later change was also made in order to make the story more interesting and thus capture the listeners' attention ; instead of keeping the hero's point of view, i.e. the hedgehog, we decided to give expression to the thoughts of the rabbit during the race. This alters the plot of the story and leaves a mystery : how does the hedgehog beat the rabbit ? This immersive process creates a tension that is released at the moment of the outcome when the narrator explains what really happened on the other side, when he tells the ruse of the hedgehogs.
For the audio elements of the podcast, we recorded some sounds ourselves such as : the xylophone in the introduction (by Vicky), the guitar (by Marina), the drums (by myself). Each instrument plays a role : the xylophone has a high, bright sound, which gives a general aspect quite colorful and rather childish. The guitar, which serves as a background sound during the description of the 'sunny Sunday' is warm and calm ; the atmosphere one can imagine in a quiet village on a summer day. The percussion, with a louder, deeper sound, but also the performed rhythm, serve to accentuate this effect of tension, of pressure during the race. Then, each one recorded their voice on her own and Marina made the final mix.
If I had to make a self-criticism, I would say that my voice recordings could have been improved. It was when I heard the audios of my classmates that I realized that my voice was rather closed and low. To improve this, I could have stood up and stood away from the microphone, not sat down and close to it.
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quillyfied · 3 years
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Reality check from Twitter, of all places, reminding me of one very important detail concerning the Redwall universe:
Evil Races
This is a problem for traditional fantasy as a whole, and it’s been awesome to see a conversation finally starting to take shape and effect some change around the concept, subverting and remaking it better. The problem is—and of course I never thought of this before, I was a little kid when I was in the thick of my Redwall phase and I’m white besides and never had to have any hard conversations or thoughts about race topics growing up—that the Evil Races in Redwall are pretty much central to the architecture of the world. “Vermin” (rats, stoats, ferrets, weasels, foxes, the occasional wolverine or wildcat or snake or other predator animal) are evil, and “woodland beasts” (mice, moles, otters, voles, shrews, squirrels, hares, badgers, hedgehogs) are good. Birds and fish are usually neutral, reptiles usually evil, et cetera.
There are in-universe exceptions to the rule, and in-universe failures to subvert the expectation of the rule (Outcast of Redwall, anyone?), but I can’t see how the Redwall series can pass muster without making huge changes. All the Redwall villains are great—Cluny the Scourge is a major badass, and the Marlfoxes are dangerous and cool and mysterious, and a dozen other warlords and manipulators and tacticians—but it does follow that Racial Moral Dichotomy, and that’s problematic. As mind-blowingly excited as I am for this, I am also uneasy. Because if they don’t address it and keep true to the source material, that’s a failure to adapt to its audience and overcome the inherent weakness in the Redwall world. If they try to justify it or over-correct, it could fall really, really flat, or worse, be even more problematic.
It’s in good hands and I think Patrick McHale is an excellent person to try and tackle it (tho if he brings that Flapjack energy I am either gonna be really skeeved out or really pleased, I don’t know yet XD), I’m just low-key worried alongside frothing at the mouth.
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sadoeuphemist · 4 years
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The tortoise was asked to give an interview as to the secrets of their success. “My advice is, always frame it as if you’re the underdog,” they said, nodding sagely. “Think about it: I’m certainly more focused than that flighty hare, had the discipline not to take a nap. If you look at it that way, it’s no surprise that the plodding tortoise won, is it? Hardly even seems like a fair fight.
“But because it was advertised as a race, well - there’s no way the hare could have come out looking good, was there? Had he kept up the pace all the way, won handily, he’d be the bully. What a hollow victory, to beat a tortoise in a footrace! Just pathetic to even think to try. Whereas I’d have plodded across the finish line regardless hours later and been lauded for my perseverance, for bravely keeping on despite the odds!
“It’s funny how clever you can look, outsmarting an incompetent,” said the tortoise, shaking their head. “Just don’t start thinking cleverness itself is worth anything. Talent can only elevate mediocrity. If I were a scholar, you wouldn’t catch me dead taking a fool on in a debate!”
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Post-interview the tortoise was staring into the distance, pensive. “You know what happened to the hare afterwards?” they said. “No? Well, it’s not as well-known a story. He kept racing, doggedly trying to redeem himself. Challenged a hedgehog. Well, they pulled a con on him, had two identical hedgehogs stationed at each end of the track, so no matter how fast he ran there was always one there waiting for him.”
The tortoise smiled sadly. “Poor bastard thought the moral of our story was perseverance. Kept running rematches until his heart gave out.”
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Participants in the Jung-Munich artists' society at a fairy tale ball, an unknown person and the sculptor Hermann Oehlmann, depicting the race between the hedgehog and the hare, Munich, 1862.
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haru-desune · 4 years
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Grimmtober Day 26: The Hare and the Hedgehog
As they walked toward the field together, the hedgehog said to his wife, "Now pay attention to what I tell you. You see, we are going to run the race down the long field. The hare will run in one furrow and I in another one. We'll begin running from up there. All you have to do is to stand here in the furrow, and when the hare approaches from the other side, just call out to him, 'I'm already here.'"
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This is a fun little fable of ATU 275C. I normally give a simple intro here, but this time I think there is no better way to start this tale than what is written in the text. "This story was actually made up, young ones, but it really is true, for my grandfather, who told it to me, always said whenever he told it, 'it must be true, my son, otherwise it couldn't be told.' Anyway, this is how the story goes:"
A hedgehog was walking through the field to check on his turnips when he came upon a hare. He shouted out a greeting, but the hare, being a distinguished gentleman, looked down upon him, a mere hedgehog. The Hare sarcastically asked him what he was doing, and the hedgehog explained he was out taking a walk. The hare laughed at him, asking if he could even call it a walk with such little legs.
Now this made the hedgehog angry, for how could he help the legs he was born with? He began to argue with the hare, until the two settled on the wager. They would have a race between two furrows and the winner would receive a bottle of fine brandy. The hare was eager to begin, but the hedgehog asked him for a moment to go home and have breakfast and return. The hare agreed. The hedgehog thought to himself that the hare may be a distinguished gentleman, but he was also a fool.
The hedgehog dashed off home and called for his wife. He explained the situation, and gave her a simple task. She simply had to put on a set of his clothes and wait near the finish line, and as the hare approached, call out "I'm already here". His wife agreed, and the hedgehog made his way back to the hare.
When the race began, the hare took off like a shot, fast outpacing the hedgehog. But he simply walked three steps to the nearest furrow and ducked out of sight. The hare triumphantly approached the finish line, but the hedgehog's wife was waiting and called out "I'm already here!"
The hare was shocked, and suspected a trick, so he demanded they race back. Again he took of like a shot, but the hedgehog's wife stayed put. When the hare approached the other end of the track, the hedgehog was waiting, saying "I'm already here!".
Again the hare demanded a rematch, and again the same result. Back and forth the hare ran, demanding rematch after rematch, until finally he fell down dead from exhaustion. The hedgehog happily collected his brandy and his wife and the two headed home.
The story touts the morals of: don't talk down to people, even if you consider them inferior, and marry someone within your class who has the same mindset as you. This isn't my analysis. The story literally ends like this: "The moral of this story is, first, that no one, however distinguished he thinks himself, should make fun of a lesser man, even if this man is a hedgehog. And second, when a man marries, it is recommended that he take a wife from his own class, one who looks just like him. In other words, a hedgehog should always take care that his wife is also a hedgehog, and so forth."
Instead of looking into these two, which both hold true today to a certain extent (The conversation of class and culture in a globalized modernized world is too much for me to have while I'm half asleep), let's compare it to the other famous rabbit racing story. The moral of the tortoise and the hare is "slow and steady wins the race". It feeds into an idea that if you just work hard, persevere, and stay consistent, you'll be able to win in life, even if the game was rigged from the start. But the problem with this narrative, is that it relies on your opponent getting cocky. If the hare hadn't stopped for a nap, he would have beaten the tortoise without a doubt. The line here isn't "Be like the tortoise" it's "don't be the hare" - don't be let your guard down or someone less talented but who puts in more work will take your place.
Conversely, you could say that the The Hare and Hedgehog tells you to work smarter not harder. There was no chance that the hedgehog could match the speed of the hare, so he had to resort to trickery. In the modern world 'good old fashioned hard work' will at best keep you in a middle management position and at worst get you taken advantage of.The hedgehog was playing a rigged game to start, so he took every advantage he could get. We look down on shortcuts as taking the easy way out, but taking a shortcut or working a little smarter in one area, can give you a leg up from a big picture perspective.
But an important distinction should be made here about punching up vs punching down. It's no coincidence that this is a story of the common man against the gentry. This isn't a crabs in the bucket scenario, the hedgehog isn't using his trick to push himself up at the expense of other hedgehogs. Instead he's collaborating with them to gain an upperhand over the hare - or the figure in power. 'Work smarter' in this case is a philosophy that leads to betterment of both the community and the individual.
... I wanted this to be more of a look at the idea of truth and lies in storytelling but it got away from me oh well. Uh.... If you want to see more stories about working smarter and punching up stream Leverage before the reboot airs :) (I promise this is not going to turn into me promoting random media I like... the month's almost over anyway) (This is only the third time) (I'm not counting the Witcher one)
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Well, to me it seems like dealing with some psychological problem is a bit like the story of the race between hare and the hedgehog. Wherever your clever self will arrive, whatever clever trick you will learn- you will always meet your problematic self again. And that self will have learned, too. And then you start running again, trying to get better than that self, again.Maybe the first Idea is not to get so stressed about running, but to take a look at that self- maybe to discover that there is no need to try to overcome it- because it is not as important as you thought, and not that problematic at all.
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mobius-prime · 4 years
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185. Sonic the Hedgehog #117
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Cyber Race!
Writer: Karl Bollers Pencils: Steven Butler Colors: Jason Jensen
So you may be wondering. How exactly has Eggman managed to survive and even continue his relatively normal operations in a hidden city when his body was destroyed? Well, ever since the destruction of Robotropolis, he and Snively have been stranded as mere snippets of code within cyberspace (…somehow. I mean, were they contained on some kind of external server or something? 'Cause code can't just exist without hardware…). Snively, upon trying to hurry along to a new body in the real world, accidentally catches a ride on some fast-moving zeroes and ones, and suddenly finds himself materializing in a new and improved body… one which makes him tall and handsome, with a head full of hair! He's even more delighted when he realized Eggman didn't follow him, and is ready to take on the world himself without his uncle to give him trouble, when…
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…you know, Snively, he's kind of got a point. Eggman's ego is already so massive that any more being added to the comic would just result in the universe breaking or something.
The Tortoise and the Hedgehog
Writer: Romy Chacon Pencils: Art Mawhinney Colors: Jason Jensen
Within the wind-blasted, desolate Forbidden Zone, a lone hare makes his way through the unforgiving landscape, locating an old abandoned factory in which he's supposed to meet his contact, Tommy Turtle. When he enters, he's surprised to find not only his friend, but also the Fearsome Foursome, Sleuth Dawg, and Drago Wolf grinning down at him unpleasantly.
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The hare quickly agrees with Tommy's tale, explaining that they have been friends ever since they were younger. The hare was much quicker than Tommy and became arrogant because of it, and ended up challenging him to a race that ended, well, exactly as the famous original Tortoise and the Hare story did, with Tommy ultimately winning and gaining the respect of his former bully. The villains seem somewhat unconvinced by the story, but sneeringly escort the hare to a room where he can rest - however, they take Tommy with them, refusing to let the two catch up. Now that the hare is alone, he can pull off his mask and fursuit and reveal his true identity - of course, he's Sonic the Hedgehog, who else? His story was actually true, and he hadn't heard from Tommy all the way since the beginning of the war, assuming he was dead until just recently when he and Sally received a message from him.
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It's quite bizarre to think of Sonic as a bully. After all, in basically every canon, he's a genuinely nice guy who looks after others no matter how strange anyone else might find him - you need look no further than his friendship with Tails in the games, which began when Tails found himself bullied by everyone else until cool-guy Sonic befriended him. Sonic has a big ego, sure, but he's always struck me as the type to extend that confidence to everyone around him - sure, he's super cool and he knows it, but that doesn't make everyone else around him uncool. However, I can indeed see the version of Sonic in the Archieverse being somewhat of a cocky asshole in his youth. I mean, we are talking about Sonic at the age of five years old here. Plenty of little kids can be initially very mean to those around them - especially those suffering from trauma at an early age, like with Sonic losing his parents even before the war started - but later grow up to become compassionate, friendly individuals who protect those same people they would once have mocked. Either way, it's an interesting way to paint the previous personality of the story's hero.
Anyway, Sonic sneaks through the vents to listen in on Tommy's conversation with the others to make sure he's not here against his will, and finds to his dismay that everyone else has gone to the next room to meet with none other than Eggman and Snively, in their new robotic bodies. Drago is slyly trying to sell Eggman back his own former factory, and Eggman, unimpressed, pretends to accept and seals the deal with a handshake… which of course just roboticizes Drago immediately. He then quickly shoots out more of his awful mecha-tentacles to roboticize the Fearsome Foursome as well, but Sleuth holds up Tommy, retracted into his shell, in front of him as a shield, stopping Eggman long enough to get his own word in.
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Tommy regretfully apologizes for his role in the deception, saying he didn't know until it was too late, and Sonic of course forgives him immediately. He leaps away from Eggman's grabby tentacle hands and slides away using Tommy like he's a skateboard. Eggman turns back toward Sleuth, intending to roboticize him before going after Sonic, and Sleuth declares that if he must go then he'll take Eggman with him, and flings a grenade in the enclosed space… which Tommy realizes that they can't both escape the blast of in time.
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So… like, this is a really sad sacrifice scene and all, but I feel like it would have more impact if Tommy wasn't literally just some rando who was never mentioned before this point. He was literally only introduced here to sacrifice himself and teach Sonic a life lesson, but we have no other reasons to care about him. Like, I get the comic doesn't want to just start killing off major characters left and right, but damn, you could at least go for someone or something that would have a little more impact.
Ultimate Power (Part Three)
Writer: Ken Penders Pencils: Dawn Best Colors: Jensen
Before heading to deal with the Dimitri situation, Remington leads Knuckles to a room in the hospital which contains our poor friend Harry. It's unclear exactly what happened, but somehow he's ended up severely injured after giving Mogul a ride, and is missing his payment to boot. Knuckles, after being reassured by the Chaotix that this is a friend of theirs, uses his Chaos abilities to heal Harry enough so he can wake up and speak. While they discuss things, learning that Mogul is behind everything (as they already kind of knew, due to him contacting them about his hostage and everything), Mogul has himself a nice chat with Dimitri in his private room.
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I know I've already pointed it out, but this change in Dimitri's attitude has just been so fascinating. It's obvious he's starting to regret a lot of the more extreme actions he's taken in times past, and truly believes in bringing echidna society back together as one unified whole. While this discussion goes on, Lien-Da and Gae-Na, having heard of the news by now, discuss what their next move should be.
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As practically everyone on the island waits with bated breath, Knuckles teleports into the room Mogul is holding Dimitri in. He angrily demands that Mogul leave and give up his scheme, but Mogul finally shows his hand - he intends to force Knuckles to submit to his own version of the Chaos Syphon, and if Knuckles doesn't do it willingly, he threatens to disconnect Dimitri's life support permanently…
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asukaskerian · 5 years
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bleach daemon au prompt. After your last fic; Grimmjow is probably going to disturb the peace at Karakura high again. Outsider perspective pretty please? Because how do you even explain Grimmjow.
miss-hedgehog said: if previous is too much of a full scenario then; Keigo and Grimmjow, bafflement. And general encouragement of GrimmIchi, because any grimmichi of yours will be Good.
(Series here)
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“I’m gonna ask if he’s a shinigami.”
Keigo and Chizuru-senpai barely get to Arisawa before she goes charging on. At their feet a little terrier mutt and a hare are bouncing desperately to keep a honey badger from bulldozering right through them.
She still drags them a couple feet forward, mind; she only stops when Mizuiro clears his throat and steps in her way, smiling winsomely.
“I didn’t know you would go so far to get detention with Ichigo, but approaching the yakuza-looking young man while Kagine-sensei is about to go charging in would certainly do it. Good plan, Arisawa-san, good plan.”
Keigo only breathes when Kisaki-kun sits with a disgruntled sort of harrumph, and hurriedly lets go of Arisawa’s arm before she can uppercut him with it. He checks over his shoulder quickly, trying not to look like he’s staring.
This time around the man with the sky-blue hair and his panther daemon aren’t blocking the gate out of the school yard; they’re conspicuously leaning against the wall on the other side of the street. The man even has his hands tucked behind his back to lean on, projecting ‘I’m harmless’… well, projecting it really badly, honestly. In fact he’s mostly projecting 'I’m feeling too lazy to chase you down but do come in arm’s reach, because I’m still hungry’.
Kagine-sensei and his bulldog are standing under the gallery, the man with his arms crossed forbiddingly and the dog sitting with his head low, all the way across the courtyard but still pretty much facing them straight on.
The panther is washing her face.
To be honest Keigo knows why Arisawa reacted like that. The guy isn’t invisible or anything and he’s dressed fairly normally (ok the lack of jacket in winter is a bit, uh, get dressed, dude) but he pings odd, even worse than the bald dude who gave Keigo a brain aneurysm by accidentally seducing his sister.
And it’s been almost a year since the Thing Nobody Talks About and every time Ichigo wanders off for detention – detention he received for fighting on school grounds with Scary Blue Panther Dude – he’s friggin’ smiling. One time Keigo’s Yoshie heard Rikuto hum a song. Neither Kurosaki has ever hummed a song. Ever. It makes no sense.
It makes a lot of sense if the guy is a shinigami.
But. Hrrm. Ehem. Mngh.
A big black daemon bounces through the yard, ignoring their little group entirely as she goes straight for the gate. Her person races after her to catch up, orange-haired and scowling almost as an afterthought.
“Grimmjow, what the fuck,” Ichigo calls out as he slows down before the gate, “you’re not supposed to come here!”
Blue Guy ambles closer casually, answers something they can’t hear at this distance. Arisawa and Chizuru-senpai look at each other and then Chizuru-senpai slowly and deliberately lets go of her arm.
Well. As long as Ichigo is there. Keigo follows, wincing, at the back of the group, as they wander closer along the wall at an angle supposed to hide their approach.
“That’s some fine rules lawyering,” Mizuiro’s little monkey daemon mutters from her perch on his shoulder, tail coiled around his neck.
Keigo blinks, and then snorts. Ichigo is standing with his arms crossed forbiddingly and his toes right on the gate line. Rikuto, meanwhile, has hopped up on her back legs and hooked a big heavy front paw around the panther’s neck to drag her closer, so that she’s about seventy percent over the line but not, technically, out of the yard either.
Blue guy is smirking like a douche.
“–And I’m gonna get another week of detention at this rate – hey, it’s not funny–”
“So I’m being a huge fucking nuisance, huh.”
“Yes.”
“Well, that sounds like a you problem.”
Blue guy smirks down at Ichigo some more; Ichigo glowers back, brow furrowed canyon-deep and weight on the balls of his feet like he’s ready to throw down – and in the silence between them Keigo and the rest hear the rise of a perfect, rusty, deep-chested purr.
Blue Guy bursts into mad cackles, leaning hard on the side of the gate. Ichigo takes all of three seconds to turn a violent red. Keigo has half his hand stuffed down his mouth and still shrieks.
He gets elbowed by like three people to keep him quiet. Ow.
“Ohmygod,” his Yoshie squeaks, eyes just as wide as his. At Keigo’s side Chizuru-senpai is holding both fists up by her shoulders and grinning like a demon. It’s terrifying.
“That’s a guy I knew it–”
“Knew what?!” Arisawa splutters.
“One of us, one of us!” Chizuru-senpai’s hare starts chanting, bouncing around her feet. “One of us, one of us!” Chizuru-senpai herself starts up on.
Arisawa predictably punches her in the arm with one of her Heaven’s Punishment side-hooks. Chizuru-senpai barely goes 'oof’. That woman is insanely resilient, it’s kinda terrifying.
“Kurosaki Ichigo is a fellow gay,” she intones, deep-chested like a demon. “And now Hime-chan shall be ours!”
Then Arisawa suplexes her into the grass around the nearest tree.
Keigo meets Mizuiro’s eyes and they both casually sidestep well away from the sudden death match. If that takes them a bit closer to the gate, hey. Total coincidence. Cough.
… Kagine-sensei is stalking in. Gack. Keigo turns to Ichigo, ready to hiss out a warning even though that’s gonna bring the attention of Blue Maybe-Shinigami Panther Dude down onto him.
Blue Maybe-Shinigami Panther Dude is still leaning against the side of the gate all loose and smiling, and his eyes are hooded as he looks into Ichigo’s face and yet also… Um.
“Aaah fuck, I actually don’t remember a time I laughed that hard. Nice.”
The way Ichigo looks back is also…
Um.
U. M.
“Kurosaki!” Kagine-sensei snaps.
“–oh, damn it. Sensei! Hey. Did you meet my good friend Gri – Giru….maru. We’re in a meeting group together for people with panther daemons.”
“Are you kidding me, that’s the delinquent you were brawling with last week!”
“… We were maybe a little excessive in our usual greetings of friendship. So I agree the detention was totally deserved–”
“A detention you’re supposed to serve right now!”
A heavy sigh. “Yeah, yeah, I’m going.”
Ichigo turns – sees them, blinks, waves carelessly with just his fingertips, thumbs still in his pockets. His face is still all relaxed – not smiling anymore but it’s not difficult to imagine it smiling either, like this. It’s so strange.
“Our little sourpuss is all grown up,” Keigo cries on Mizuiro’s free shoulder as Ichigo wanders off back to his detention room. Mizuiro pats his head absently, looking at his cell phone.
(It’s weird that Kagine-sensei hasn’t said a single thing at Blue Guy. When Keigo looks back at the gate he finds them still staring each other down, Blue Guy looking carelessly amused. Jesus the sculpted muscles on that guy’s arms, he really should wear a jacket over his t-shirt, he’s gonna give Keigo a complex. If this is the kind of guy Ichigo goes for then damn but he has expensive tastes.)
“Alright,” Arisawa barks as she joins them, still dusting herself off. “We saw nothing.”
“Hmm,” Mizuiro goes. “I agree they need some time to actually hook up. Wouldn’t do to spook Ichigo before that.”
“… But after that,” Arisawa mutters darkly, throwing the gate and the guy lazily pushing away from it a suspicious look. “I swear to God if I have to protect another too-trusting friend from shitty asshole men and that friend is Ichigo–”
“–How is Ichigo too trusting,” Keigo chokes out.
“Have you seen who he runs around with! Ghosts, monsters, gods of death and who even knows what else – oh, if it’s about his sisters or Orihime he’s suspicious as a demon but about himself? Hey, I punched you once, and you punched me back, I can trust you with my life now, right? How is that not completely naive?! Doesn’t that guy look like the cliché douchebag your parents warned you about?”
Keigo and Mizuiro nod despite themselves, daemons cowering slightly as her honey badger stomps around. Arisawa crosses her arms and lifts her chin, vindicated.
“But of course no one would have thought to warn Ichigo. Ugh. Someone has to give him the talk.”
Keigo clears his throat. “Uh, after they’ve hooked up?”
“… Well, contrary to Orihime, Ichigo can probably punch him in the face himself if he pulls a love 'em and leave 'em.”
“Also it’s not like boys have any purity to preserve,” Chizuru-senpai adds, joining them. There’s grass all over her hair.
Keigo makes a noise of protest. “Hey, I’ll have you know I’m very p – uh, forget I said anything.”
His three friends stare at him blankly, and don’t say a single V-starting word, but he can hear it anyway and wilts a little bit.
“Anyway,” Mizuiro says dismissively. “We saw nothing for now, but let’s schedule an interrogation for the first of next month?”
Arisawa nods slowly. “Yeah, let’s.”
The group break apart, the girls going to their after-school clubs as Keigo and his best friend walk out of the finally empty school gate. Keigo can’t help cackling a little.
“A boyfriend! A bad boy boyfriend! Ichigo with a boyfriend – oh my god they’ve got matching daemons, too, that’s ridiculous. And matching weirdass hair and matching craziness about punching and bleeding out – I can’t believe it. Ichigo dating!”
“Yes, now he’s guaranteed to lose his virginity before you,” Mizuiro says, light like an assassin’s blade.
Keigo and Yoshie stop in the middle of the sidewalk, goggling with shocked betrayal.
“It’s going to upset all the betting pools.”
“–Okay, I’m with Arisawa, he cannot date before he is twenty.”
Mizuiro and his daemon turn to give them matching sorry looks. “Oh, dear, did you really expect you would lose it before you were twenty?”
Keigo’s best friend walks away with his Akane riding unconcerned on his shoulder, leaving Keigo and Yoshie crumpled in tears in the street.
When they look up Blue Guy is there sitting on a low wall past the very first corner from their school, and his panther watches them unblinking like she’s vaguely considering dinner.
Keigo could admit to having overheard and scope out the guy his good friend is breaking into soft-eyed smiles over, but he chooses the better part of valor, picks up his daemon, and absconds hurriedly.
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Faust Files: part 101
SUMMER | SATURDAY, 12:31 - HEDGEHOG & HARE, WINDENBURG
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Fred was searching through social media while waiting for Quentin. He had a hunch that Vernon's girlfriend, Heaven Patel, took pictures of the Solar Flare that night; and the woman who he suspected stole Alexander Goth's computer and threatened the bartender would be in the background.
A group picture of Heaven and her friends caught his eye, and the comments nested under it gave him a name.
FRED: (Jane Linde, huh...)
Then he heard the sound of chair legs scraping against the wooden floor.
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QUENTIN: Sorry for interrupting you, you looked a little busy there.
FRED: No, it's nothing!
He stuffed his phone back in his pocket.
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QUENTIN: I'm going to check out the menu. How about you?
FRED: I've made up my mind.
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They went to the counter together and got their food.
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FRED: So, how's your day? So far.
QUENTIN: Good! It's good. How's yours?
FRED: Okay.
QUENTIN: What do you do on weekends?
FRED: ... Just sleep. Sometimes I play games.
QUENTIN: Mm hmm.
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FRED: What about you?
QUENTIN: Simflix, all day. I binge. There's this new show called Plumbob Academy, and it's so good. Have you watched it?
FRED: No, but I heard that it's interesting.
QUENTIN: We should hang out at my place someday. Just... Simflix and chill?
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Fred's mind raced as the phrase "Simflix and chill" set off alarms in his head.
FRED: [gulps nervously] ... Um, I'd like to watch it with you but... let's take this slow.
QUENTIN: [crestfallen] Oh.
FRED: It's nothing like that, it's - I like you, but... (Should I just be blunt about this? I should manage his expectations - better to do this now than hurt him later.)
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