#and fucking kelby he’s so annoying

[t-rina]

Ash’s Star Trek Enterprise Rewatch:

4x19 In a Mirror, Darkly: Part 2

First aired: 29 April 2005

Synopsis: Mirror AU continues, with a few twists about who will become the new ruler of the Terran Empire

Ash’s rating: 2,5/7

they are trying to bring the ship online

How do they just know how to work the ship?

Tholians are onto them

DARK INTRO AGAIN

The intro is so random?

They are breaking free!

Yey, they have weapons…

They are bringing the escape pods on board

No warp drive

i dislike mirror!Archer a lot 

Oohh it’s the Defiant

DON'T KILL MIRROR!T’POL

Why do mirror characters always have so much eye shadow?

Oooh Vulcans are part of the Rebellion

mirror!Archer really likes throwing people out the airlock

OMG ARCHER IN KIRKS UNIFORM

no empire in the prime verse :)

“More like a Federation of fools” xD

They are checking out their mirror selves xD

They don’t like it xD

Awwww they are all wearing the new uniforms

WHOA DID SOMETHING EAT KELBY???

Akskjsjsskskskjd They are all so cute in the TOS area uniforms

Someone is sabotaging the ship

More torture

GORN

Did mirror!archer just see prime!archer?

“Humans are not trustworthy.”

Gorn xD looks funny

There *is* this other Archer

They are going after the Gorn

He tricked them

IT’S A TRAP

poor Malcolm, should not have worn that red shirt

GORN AND ARCHER

why did they have to animate the Gorn? Why didn’t they use a costume?

Gorn has been defeated by gravity 

Fuck you Mirror!Archer

WHY THE MIRROR UNIFORMS

T’Pol and Phlox xD

She is getting into his head :) 

Battle stations!

HOLY SHIT ITS SOVAL AND BLACK

of course Archer destroying everything

omg the Defiant is so much bigger than Enterprise

WHO IS THAT OTHER ARCHER

Aaand Black has been “relieved”

How long has the Terran Empire been in place?

Soval with a beard xD

Omg the Vulcan greeting is forbidden

Who is the Emperor at the moment?

T’Pol is so weird…

No more Hoshi/Archer please

Archer wants to kill all non-Terrans

T’Pol is sabotaging again :)

Noooo, don’t get rid of T’Pol!

Fleet admiral screaming at Archer

T’Pol and Soval are trying to get Phlox on their side

Hoshi is onto T’Pol

You know I don’t have anything against showing skin but it annoys me that it’s only to sexualize the body

Hoshi wants to kill T’Pol

Phlox is managing to sabotage!

Defiant is being attacked!

Trip is attacking Phlox

Nooo, power is back online

Aaaand Soval and his crew are gone

So much sex in the mirrorverse

Archer really wants to become Emperor 

He collapsed?

NOW HOSHI AND TRAVIS?

Seriously?

Hoshi is taking over?

Omg Empress Sato

Nice

#ash's complete star trek rewatch #star trek enterprise rewatch #star trek rewatch #star trek enterprise #star trek #enterprise #st enterprise #st ent #ent #4x19 #in a mirror darkly #in a mirror darkly part 2 #4x19 in a mirror darkly #jonathan archer

[dragonkingteo]

Into the Devil’s Maw

{{ Short story around Vernon. Contains violence and dark humor, but no gore }}

If there was something about the Guild Knights that annoyed Vernon more than the rest, it would be the fact that they stole his toys. Not like they did it willingly, but the Guild tended to send its Knights in priority to known poacher camps for cleanup, instead of Vernon and his men – even if the latter were the ones to discover the camp's location in the first place.

Thus Vernon was stuck with interrogating one or two unlucky outlaws, verifying the information for report to the hierarchy, and then the Knights got all the fun of finishing his work on the field. It was frustrating, but not surprising per se. The Guild put some effort to avoid involving him and his questionable methods when they were not necessary, or to put it short, when no further interrogation was required.

Yet today – today was different. For that one camp, hidden somewhere in the middle of the Everwood, Vernon had decided (a bit by himself) to take the matters at hand personally.

After all, he believed he deserved a bit of vacation, too.

The camp was well-hidden, half buried underground. Quiet and unaware of what was coming. Inside, a group of poachers counted their loot. They traded goods and biological samples taken from live Monsters for money, but to be fair, Vernon didn't care much anymore. He came with his men to break jaws.

Accompanying him were the less scrupulous Hunters at his service, those who hated poachers like him, and who weren't afraid of erasing their miserable lives – in a more or less human way, depending on their morals.

As they approached the camp, they started to become nervous. They weren't used to fighting other humans to death. Not like they were worried about losing the battle; because despite their relative low numbers, they were well equipped. And they had Vernon. The man everyone viewed as a snake, the kind that could freeze your blood just by looking at you with his unnerving smile. Most of his men were grateful that he wore a mask covering his face, while the humorous ones would argue that it was only to avoid making the fight... too easy.

Breaking in was not a problem, and once Vernon had stepped inside, the outlaws were barely given the chance to fight back. It was a massacre. While some Hunters used short swords and crossbows to pierce the poachers' skin, others wielded maces and hammers to break their bones. Vernon used pretty much anything he could get his claws on to dismantle whoever stood in his path. Daggers, spiked chains, flails, or even his bare fists. He was unstoppable. He didn't even care about finishing his victims, and wouldn't have minded their agonizing for long hours, though he knew his men who came after him would try to put an end to their suffering anyway.

They were too spiritual.

While exploring the camp, Vernon took note of a circular arena-like structure, possibly an old quarry, that held the Monsters used for trafficking inside separate cages. There were mainly herbivorous creatures kept captive, several empty cages, and a large one holding no less than a live Silver Rathalos. Missing an eye and many scales, the beast's movements were completely restrained as chains were enclosing its jaws, wings and tail tightly to the ground. It looked so lethargic that it didn't even seem to acknowledge the battle going on in the camp. Vernon watched it for a second before he turned back – but not for long, he knew.

The further the Hunters went, the more challenging it became since the remaining poachers were given some time to prepare while their comrades got gutted alive. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough to save their souls. The masked man delighted in the fear filling their eyes as soon as they saw his Silverwind armor covered with the blood of their friends, and even more in their cries for help while they were beaten to death – not an agreeable moment for Vernon's men who got to see that, but one hell of a treat for him.

They finally reached a large area deeper in the camp, where a group of armed bandits were surrounding their boss, the tallest and probably the most experienced of the bunch. This was it. While the leader bawled orders to his guards, Vernon pointed at each of them with his gloved hand, and his long-range men shot them with their crossbows. Soon enough, the leader of the poachers was the only one standing, faced by the leader of the poacher hunters.

"Wh-who the hell are you?" spat the bandit with a rasping voice, desperately searching Vernon's eyes in the shadow of his helmet.

"Your darkest fantasy," Vernon replied as he slammed the end of his chained flail against the ground.

Had the bandit not panicked, perhaps would he have stood a chance against the snake. But the latter moved fast, and knew how to take advantage of short battles. Using his speed and weapons, he knocked out the poacher and pinned him against the ground, then began to remove the armor of his victim. His men knew what that meant – Vernon only did this to the people he was going to torture.

"We... aren't supposed to interrogate him, boss," muttered one of them. The others looked at him, worried that saying that might anger their leader.

Vernon remained calm, though. Unnaturally calm.

"I'm not planning to," he affirmed without looking up. While his men confusedly glanced at one another, Vernon raised a hand and made a gesture.

"Give me a rope," he ordered, and eventually a Hunter agreed to step forth with what he had asked for. Soon enough the poacher had nothing but his trousers on him, and his hands bound behind his back. Vernon stood up and grabbed the man's calf to drag him out, his back against the ground. The Hunters stepped away, some of them perhaps already feeling half-sorry for whatever was about to happen to the outlaw boss.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" the man coughed, trying in vain to free himself from Vernon's grip while he got hauled around. Though Vernon did not answer, the poacher opened his eyes wide when he realized where they were headed: the quarry in which he had had all the Monsters locked up. Oh, this smelt terrible.

Tossed in the middle of the arena, the man coughed and shouted, "A-are you fucking crazy?!"

He attempted to stand up, but his knee collapsed under his weight with horrible pain.

"Dammit!" he spat.

Vernon crossed the quarry towards the cage that held the Silver Rathalos. After crouching in front of the beast, he studied its face closely for a second. What a pitiful state it was in. Surely the poachers had gotten their share of gold from the sell of its scales.

"Wake up," Vernon whispered.

The Rathalos opened its eye. Vernon nodded and stepped aside, revealing the poacher pitifully laying in the dirt, panic in his eyes.

"Recognize him?"

After a short silence, the Wyvern let out a low growl. An unnerving chuckle then came out of Vernon's mask.

"Hehe. Yes... Of course you do."

Further in the back, Vernon's men were standing by the large door exiting the arena. Quietly, they watched as their boss turned to face them and motioned towards the cages of the herbivorous animals. He wanted to release them. While a few Hunters stepped up and pulled on the levers that held the doors closed, Vernon grabbed from a nearby weapon rattle a heavy Carbalite axe, not unlike that of a Charge-blade, probably kept there in case the Monsters got too nervous while they were being locked up.

Soon enough, the messy escape of the herbivores filled the arena with sounds of clinking and bleating. As he got stepped onto by unaware Kelbis and Moofahs, the poacher leader yelped, helpless – but louder clanks prompted him to lift his head towards the Rathalos. From the look in its eye, it seemed agitated by the running cattle.

In the back, Vernon analyzed how the chains that held the Wyvern passed through the spaces between the bars, and were attached to the ground outside of the cage.

"Smart, keeping a rare beast like that," he spoke before swinging the axe upwards and striking at the chain in a loud clang. Terrorized, the poacher watched as Vernon broke the Wyvern's tail free.

Once the last Aptonoths had run away through the exit, the masked man nonchalantly walked towards the chain enclosing the wings of the beast.

"I assume keeping it alive guarantees top-quality materials, am I wrong?" Slamming his axe down onto a weak link, the chain snapped. A louder growl escaped the Rathalos as it partly opened its wings, though still blocked by the cage around it.

There were only the jaws left to set free, and the poacher began to beg. "No! Please, don't let it kill me!"

Vernon paused, watching the Wyvern. It was getting impatient. Its tail and claws slashed against the bars of the cage repeatedly while it yanked on the chain around its nose, making ominous noises prompting Vernon's men to retreat further away. They didn't feel this. At all.

"Why not? He's dying to pay you back for the good treatment."

Vernon turned to face the poacher. The poor man had started to crawl towards the exit, doing all he could to use his shoulders and the only functional leg he had left to wriggle his way out. Pathetic. Vernon's men looked up at their boss, waiting for an order to shoot the prisoner once and for all. But Vernon had something else in mind. With one ultimate swing, he broke the last chain that held the Rathalos' jaws; and while the creature shook its head to get rid of the bonds, Vernon tugged at the lever opening the cage. A mighty roar then echoed throughout the arena, sending a chill up everyone's spine.

The Silver Rathalos stumbled out of the cage, dark fumes emanating from its jaws. It was free, finally. But it had one last thing to do before it escaped this cursed place. Full of grudge and hatred, its eye locked onto the poacher.

"Y-you MONSTER!" screamed the man, his vision blurred by terror at the sight of the approaching Wyvern.

"Come now," the Hunter sneered, uncovering his head and the unnatural, predatory grin adorning his face. "Call me Vernon."

With a powerful beat of wings, the Rathalos rose above the ground and roared of all its might, before it dived talons first onto the screaming outlaw. Vernon's men took a step back, watching with horror what used to be another human get effortlessly torn apart by the Wyvern. Only Vernon, crouched on the other end of the arena, looked at the scene with the satisfied smile of a shark who just finished his bloody meal.

#vernon #writing #backstory #character development #hunter #monster hunter #silver rathalos #rathalos #violence #silverwind armor

[omg-puddingpie]

Kelby wanted in but he only wanted to see her. That was it. #23 answered immediately and agreed to visit the two lives she helped create. But upon arrival, #23 was annoyed with everything: the city, the air, the noise and the two souls before her.

“Uh..” #23 eyes Kelby. “I made quite the choice in carrying my genes, didn’t I?”

“What the hell does that mean?” Lori approaches, ready to defend her family. “I asked you here so we could talk and understand our species a bit more. I didn’t ask you to insult me OR my brother.”

“I’m simply stating you two are quite an eyesore. I wasted some pretty damn good genes on a man I THOUGHT was capable of raising destructive Aliens, bringing the world down to their knees and ruling it all with fear.”

“Wow, lady...my sister went through hell and back trying to get in touch with you and learn a bit about Aliens. Books only do so much, the media has it ALL wrong and our dads know what they could and-”

“Hm. I’m in no way a ‘mother’. I was given the task of finding idiots, abducting them and injecting the DNA. You two are wasting precious brain cells with this whole ‘mother’ thing. Did you think I’d welcome you with open arms and be a part in your lives? If you want information on the planet Sixam OR our kind, you both need to agree to return with me...let me raise you the PROPER way.”

“Get the fuck off of our property!” 

Lori had enough. Her current emotions would eventually pass. She’d learn to deal with the ‘changes’ and anything related to her non-human side. Despite this woman assisting in creating their lives, she was nowhere near the dedication and love her fathers carried. 

#23 grew angry. “Why you ungrateful little parasite! You ask for me and THIS is how you react?! I will make sure YOUR existence is nothing but a continuing struggle!”

“F**k off, bitch.” Lori’s eyes focus on #23. “And you better hope we NEVER cross paths again or WE will make your final moments a struggle. Go....”

#23 was gone in the blink of an eye. Lori rips up the paper, tosses them into the bin and heads back into the house. Her brother is not too far behind; he never had the ‘need’ to know about the other half, unlike his sister but he knew how much this meant to her. Although the two fought like Cats and Dogs, he still loved his sister.

“You okay, sis?”

“I feel so stupid, Kelby. I mean, that’s NOT how I wanted this to be. I just wanted answers, you know? Can’t even do that...”

“Well, look on the bright side....we found out where you got the temper at! But despite my jokes and all that took place, I think I’m alright for not knowing that side. Think our dads have done a pretty damn good job with that department.”

“They must hate me...”

“Nah.” Kelby embraces Lori. “They get it. Everyone wants to know who they are, sis.”

“Hey....thanks for everything, Kelby....”

“What are annoying twin brothers for....C’mon. Let’s go watch some TV.”

#the sims 4 #my sims #simblr #alines #vampires #bloodvien legacy #aline-vampire hybrid #ts4 #ts4 legacy #ts4 story #ts4 gameplay #ts4 screenshots

[jverd]

dont mind me these r just my connections i need

JAERD (22, male, single &...something)

- male friend of some sort

- listen jaerds most definitely asexual/aromantic (at least so far, he may be sex positive and demiromantic but so f ar No) but i feel like the right person to try and convince him that maybe love isnt JUST some brain synapses wld be cool... u feel ? .. he is very annoying though hes not the Most Loveable 

- a new roommate bc he Movin Out

COOK (27, male, single & straight)

- SOMEONE. ANYONE. HES SO LONELY. maybe a younger sibling kind of relationship (w/o being Actually Related) bc he comes from  a big family and he misses little siblings

KELBY (18, male, secretly falling in Super Homo Love with his doctor)

- MORE FRIENDS. GOd. PLEASE.

- a beard !!! (gotta b female.... listen hes religious)

- an abusive dad OR the mom who got the HECK outta town and just happened to come back now (get this boy outta his abusive household, give me the awkward “did u miss me” mom/son relationship PLEASE)

MOOSH (24, male, single & bi)

- a childhood bff !!! moosh moved to sheffield 13 yrs ago soo.... please

- any friends. anything. a love interest ???? he drives an ice cream truck and hes REALLY stupid but hes got a heart of gold ok

SCOOCH (22, male, being courted by his enemy ?? ok)

- A FRIEND who accepts his eccentricity 

- maybe his LIT AS FUCK witch mom !!!!!!

BLUE (23, male, single)

- someone needs to fall in love with this absolute trash human (if they have chemistry bc im Picky)

- someone hes definitely gotten in fights w bc he was an Angry Garbage Boy(tm) in high school

- That Guy who made him realize his ass was gay (despite being anti sex for most of his life/kinda now bc of that childhood Incident)

- mayhaps.... a friend

BUCKET (22, male, single but Tragically in love w his best friend who DOES NOT reciprocate... yike)

- always lookin for those FWB’s u feel... hes had a Lot of Sex (its how he hides his feelings for his bff)

- a wholesome friend bc all his friends are wild af

LEAF (29, male, kinda turned on by one of his employees.. i mean um)

- an Adult Friend (no sex ! just... someone his own age... hes a dick and a loner but he has to have Someone)

- a younger sibling (sister??) who may have been the actual child of his foster parents whos lived in sheffield even when he was back in scotland or smth IDK, maybe they were reunited bc of they parents deaths

- an ex bf/gf whos kinda crazy and likes to cause trouble 

#this is more for me than any of u losers #if i need to find my connection list its HERE #connections