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frogtanii · 3 years

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It’s wind anon! (Imagine me as the screeching seagull meme) just pushing through the week. Getting the test out of my mind—it just sucks because there’s always this one test that I completely mess up on—and as someone who has to deal with all honors classes and my grades tend to be good, every time I fail to meet up to expectations my stress skyrockets. (Imagine a world where grades don’t matter and school is learning based rather than mark based...) Family pressures too—okay, wind anon is done ranting.

The update! The drama—I was there the moment it updated and I saw the comments rush in and I was laughing real hard.

But my reaction to the update!

Osamu POV :0!!! The insecurity... “all it did was remind him that he was alone”— I empathize because gosh, that is so real.

The attachment to Meiko though... his emotional state is on a very unstable tightrope. “Osamu had Meiko and he used to have Daichi and Iwaizumi...” that entire section has all my red flags raised. He’s going to completely break when everything comes out.

The loud clang startled me though. I was like “!!!” But it was our YN! Our kind, wonderful YN!! Trying to get snacks wwwwww.

Osamu thinking YN is cute :0 I be having a lot of thoughts about that but him squishing it down is fair. He considers himself to be in a committed relationship (though Meiko does not reciprocate and I am ready to fight regarding that) but I can respect his devotion (even if it is very misguided).

But. “After all, you were the reason Atsumu hated him now and never spoke to him anymore.” My gosh. What do I even say about this? Because the blame is entirely thrown off. I mean, you mentioned before Atsumu had a specific reason for believing in you over Meiko so I’m still waiting for that but Osamu is thinking something wrong but it’s a human action. It’s so easy to blame people to make yourself feel better. And your brain can do it without you realizing the depths of what has been thought.

Osamu being angry (!!!) and being a complete utter douche. YN literally just wanted a bag of chips and you’re here, crowding them in the pantry and being hostile. I don’t have much to say about it because he realized his mistake but by then he already stressed YN really badly and I am...(long sigh).

Atsumu to the rescue. We appreciate Atsumu very very much in this house. It really sucks that Osamu and Atsumu are confronting like this—I mean, Atsumu has been fighting a bit and Osamu had not really been listening to Atsumu on his own end prior to this confrontation so I’m...exhausted and a bit sad in the “It can’t be helped” kind of way.

“Osamu allowed him to, too in shock and ashamed to protest, much less fight back.” It couldn’t be helped considering how everything developed but...it still hurts my chest a bit, y’know? And then Osamu tries to apologize and I’m ready (so so ready) for them to communicate because they desperately need to—

But then Meiko comes in (I am...ready to throw stuff at her. Lots of stuff. Packing peanuts. All squeaky and annoying and bad for the environment just like she is—or something like that, I dunno, I’m half dead because I’m dealing with cramps rn) and all my wishes for them to finally have that much needed conversation where Osamu can finally break down and cry—all my wishes are turned to ash like.

(Angry Wind anon noises)

Meiko rubbing her makeup all over Osamu’s shirt like he is a rag. What in the... And her 4 inch heels please, I cannot, why, I can’t deal with this, I can’t, don’t make me get close to her because I’m like Yachi (stressed out of my mind). Please don’t do this to me. But yeah, Meiko with her poor makeup that doesn’t stay on her face. What the heck....

And Meiko’s scent... gross. Like, brown sugar, cute, nice, baked goods do smell really nice, (ever add a bunch of vanilla extract to a recipe? It like, perfumes around everywhere, it’s insane and wonderful) but chances are (because it’s Meiko), it’s overbearingly sweet. Chinese food (I do not trust her taste in Chinese food to be frank), I happen to come from a Chinese family, I have Chinese food for dinner like everyday, it would take a lot to be able to get that sort of scent on you. And I do mean a lot. And hairspray??? Chemical? I do not,,, I,,, Osamu, why would you breathe that in? It’s gonna be real bad for your lungs? And we already know Meiko smokes as well—your lung health, please value it—

And then the Suna entrance. Wonderfully done fr0ggy!

Final thoughts, I am very much projecting onto Yachi rn. Yachi has been in the house for less than a week and she already has to deal with this. The company should give her a raise. My gosh.

Anyway, might as well do a thoughts/headcanon thing because it’s been a while and my mind is still on gem/jewel stuff (so hope you don’t mind!)

Okay, so Kenma I think would go with a warm colored gemstone, and citrine would work well with him! “Protection against evil thoughts” because we know Meiko has ramped up is insecurity and lowered his self-esteem.

I mentioned this before last time but Sakusa is definitely onyx. That black is iconic, and “sharpening wit” would make sense with his grace for word play and snark.

Akaashi is an interesting one...I think sapphire. I mean, sapphire can have many colors besides the classic dark blue, so that’s one thing, but it’s known for “loyalty and a pledge of trust” which Akaashi gave. I think it’s suitable for him.

Suga...initially I was thinking pearl would match him in terms of appearance, but actually looking at my reference, turquoise would work really really well with him. “Protect from evil, maintain virtue, bring good luck”. Would work well.

For Atsumu and Osamu I wanted something that could represent their duality. My first thought was gold and silver. I mean, it’d fit in terms of appearance but I’m not sure that would be the best comparison. Gold doesn’t rust so it fits Atsumu who never fell for Meiko’s tricks. Silver has been said to vanquish dark/evil beings (vampires, werewolves, the classic silver bullets and stakes). It would be interesting to see if the comparison will apply to today’s update :D!

I like how my brain shut off and couldn’t remember anyone else for a second—anyway, Oikawa... every time I think of him, I want some hue of blue wwww. I guess Aquamarine “soothing influence” would work. Since he joined YN’s side, he has been able to see the big picture and be a voice of reason. He’s thoughtful and I think aquamarine which encourages long relationships is suitable because that is what he wanted. So yes, aquamarine.

Bokuto...is a tough one. I’m trying to still keep with their color schemes a bit. I think carnelian would work. “Health, luck, bold energy, warmth, joy”—it would represent him fine. It’s a bit more orange than I would prefer but it suits him so I think it’s okay.

Iwaizumi... emerald? I mean, he does suit green tones, and “rebirth, regeneration, new hope” would work just fine for him.

Right now my brain is complete mush and I can’t think of anything for Kuroo and Daichi. Like, Kuroo would be red, sure, but the more famous ruby/garnet I think don’t represent him fully because he is still rather contained. Hmm, would need to think about them more.

But I’d like your thoughts on this too :D!!

I wanna do something suitable for all colors for YN, so opal! YN has many different parts and colors and is overall a very vivid person—if you tilt opal, you see more and more faces and things underneath being brought into your eyes. YN may be seen from many different perspectives, but YN is always beautiful and amazing. So opal is what I think YN would be.

Anyway, I’ll end here :D! Need to eat lunch. Much love towards you fr0ggy! Make sure you eat and rest up too~ drink some water or any other fluid to hydrate! And keep warm too. Much love to all the fans and supporters and ask senders too! It’s really awesome seeing and hearing from all of you and seeing new faces with the old. Love the excitement and points you all bring up—makes my brain happy.

MAJDKD I NEED TO POST THE NEW CHAPTER BUT I HAD TO RESPOND TO THIS FIRST BESTIE ILY N I LOVE TUIS — I AM OBSESSED W THE CRYSTAL (??) STUFF??? IVE NEVER UNDERSTOOD IT BUT I THINK YOIVE EXPLAINED EACH GEM N WHY SO BEAUTIFULLY I AM IN LOVE W U KITH KITH UR SO LOVELY HAVE AN AMAZING DAY (sending u good vibes n anti-stress love >333)

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roxstarash · 3 years

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Re: Zero kara hajimeru isekai seikatsu (Re: Zero starting life in another world) Season 1 episode 1 – Hajimari no owari to owari no hajimari (The end of the beginning and the beginning of the end) episode review

Have you ever wondered what it’s like to be in another world? Like in fantasy games and RPG? Or ever gotten curious to what it’s like meeting mythical and magical creatures and interacting with them? Or even having a guild or something of the like? Well, if you said yes to that, then you must be an Isekai fan! What is that anyway? Well it’s a Japanese term for anime that has another world for a setting. Which means, it could be that you, like me, are from regular earth and may wound up teleported or transported via a magical circle or whatnot to another world. Anime with that kind of theme is called Isekai.

Most Isekai-type anime I am fond of is Konosuba, Tweeny witches, Digimon, Shield hero and Magic Knight Rayearth, just to name a few. So I decided to watch Re:zero because it was really popular and the art style attracted me that I got curious, thinking it must be like the ones I watched. But apparently, that was not the case. Some aspects were the same as the usual Isekai anime but they also had some difference. (I was not prepared to actually love it.)

Before I dive in further, I’d like to inform you that some spoilers are ahead and that my narrative is meant to showcase my opinion alone and not represented by any organization or whatsoever with which I have been, am now or ever to be affiliated.

I’d like to give a brief background of the main character. His name is Natsuki Subaru. He is an average boy probably in his late teens and is shown in the first episode wearing sweats. It was that simple at first. He was seen buying snacks in a convenience store (Mini Stop to be precise) It was a very normal setting. As this scene keeps going, some flashbacks or visions of other parts of the episode was being shown. It seemed that Subaru was not aware of the visions. Soon after he went out of the store and no preamble, he just blinked and voilà! He is for some reason, in another world! The world he was teleported into was medieval-looking and had various creatures but mostly humans were there at that time. The town he appeared in is later revealed to be Luginica. It is definitely not like other typical Isekai wherein a creature of some sort starts to explain stuff or maybe even a fairy transports the main character via a magic circle. There was no further explanation. The funny thing is that he was even wearing the same sweats, and armed with a plastic bag of chips and noodles. (Not exactly his very hero-like expectations at all) Subaru even walks around this other-worldly town checking if he has some powers but still his expectations failed him. The written language was unreadable and the money is a different currency. This, he discovers as he asked a fruit vendor and is shooed away because he was considered moneyless in this world. Eventually he runs into a group of thugs followed by a running girl who is later known as Felt. Felt was actually a thief who was running away from someone she stole from and did not stop to help Subaru. In a while after being harassed and beaten by the goons, another girl appears. This time it is Emilia. (Take note that this is her real name but first goes to introduce herself as Satella.) She is a beautiful half elf with silver hair. A slight segue, she is voiced by Rie Takahashi who happens to voice Megumin from Konosuba. Fun fact: Re:zero has a fun spin-off and crossover with other Isekai anime, titled: Isekai quartet and Rie Takahashi will be playing both roles.

Continuing on, seeing a helpless Subaru, Emilia, along with her familiar Puck, saves him from the goons. But thinking initially that it was Subaru who stole her Insignia. After clearing up the misunderstanding, Subaru returns the favor as a “good deed” and helps Emilia to look for the thief. In looking, they wound up in the slums of the town late at night, in a loot house of Old Man Rom. Subaru went inside the dark loot house because no one answered and stumbled upon the corpse of presumably, the Old man Rom. Subaru hears a female voice. Unfortunately, the killer was still inside and slashed him. Emilia also enters and gets killed first. Subaru, writhing in pain dies moments later. Yes. He died. The main character died.

Now, while I was watching, I was surprised by the turn of events. This was shocking to me because it was really unexpected. I was thinking like, “what the heck was that?”

The episode is not yet finished. It’s longer than most anime and continues on to Subaru a moments later being alive! How? The next scene after he died, he was right back to where he started – talking with the fruit vendor in the town. However, Subaru clearly remembers where he was before and how he died so it was confusing to him as to me. Now, I’m going to stop here for now because I am not going to summarize everything afterwards that happened. I already revealed the gist of how the story goes. (I even feel I revealed too much) but for me, what I said above is the biggest highlight and I want to express how things led to it. I wanted to give a background to how thrilling and exciting the first episode is! Did I like it? Yes! Do I want to keep watching? Yes! Is it highly recommended to fellow anime enthusiasts? Yes! I especially admire Subaru. Despite being a regular person, his personality is really great, considering he just got himself in really dire, life and death situations. He was in pain. He was slashed, and killed! Despite what happened (and keeps happening) he still wants to be a hero for Emilia’s sake. In the succeeding episodes, I think we can see more of his heroism and a closeness between him and Emilia will be evident.

Overall, this anime is really great! The story is entertaining and this is just the beginning but it already packed a punch! The second season also got released this year and as soon as it was released, it was already the talk of the town, much to be expected of a great anime anyway. I also hope that a third season will be underway because Re: zero is definitely one of my favorite Isekai anime.

Despite loving the storyline of this anime, I don’t think I’ll be daydreaming about being in another world for the time being. Dying and dying all over again doesn’t seem too appealing to me.

Note: This is one of my handwritten review that I submitted last Nov. 18, 2020 to Aniradio+ for my anime reviewer application. Unfortunately out of a rough estimate of 2,400 applicants, I am not one of the 20 who were chosen.

Star Ashley Cruz

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Top 3 Favorite Betas from Pokemon Gold/Silver Spaceworld Demo

Hey, everyone. Back with more favorites lists. Considering the jaw-droppingly huge list of beta pokemon that were recently discovered for Pokemon Gold/Silver, though, we’re going to cheat a little. We’ll be doing top 3 lists within some broad categories, so we can ramble a bit longer then normal about some of these beauties.

Beta Babies

So, as we’ve seen, Gold/Silver’s beta was absolutely crammed full of baby pokemon, the vast majority of which were scrapped. It raises some interesting questions about the original direction of the game and the concept of baby pokemon in general. What exactly was the purpose of baby pokemon? Were they originally intended to have such low stats and to be so difficult to evolve (via happiness)? Were they really just for the ‘aw’ factor?

If so, it might be easy to see why Gold/Silver cut so many of them; while the game would have certainly been a very cute place, it would have been difficult in terms of actual battle. Still, it’s a genuine shame to see some of these squishy blobs go. Three of my favorites:

Para– because Paras/Parasect is my favorite pokemon line, and I was absolutely thrilled and amazed to see a baby originally planned. The design is damn adorable, although it admittedly makes little sense. The parasitic fungus that slowly takes over the insect portion is what grows inside and consumes paras/parasect, so why should a baby para burst forth from a mushroom?

Chiks– because it is literally a fluffy ball of shouty heads and I love birds. (although, again, the design raises a question; where did that third head go when chiks evolves into duduo?)

Meowsy– I mean c’mon who isn’t going to love this

New Evolutions

Another shocking thing in the list of beta pokes is finding new evolutions to old friends.

Madame– an evolution for Dux. This thing looks fantastic as heck. I’ve always loved Dux and quite honestly it deserves an evolution. I can’t imagine why it would be cut, especially considering how fabulous it is. I’m curious what the ‘cane’ Madame is holding is, and whether it’s still something made of vegetation. Seriously, though, this duck-evolves-to-swan idea is far superior to the later Ducklett/Swanna that came about.

Animon– the evolution we never knew we needed. In all seriousness, it seems utterly pointless for Ditto to evolve (it still only knows the move Transform and nothing else) from a smiley blob to a screamy blob with a spike on its head, but that’s part of what makes it hilarious and charming. It doesn’t make sense for Ditto to even evolve (which is maybe why they scrapped it). It also doesn’t make sense that it evolves with Metal Coat. (were they considering adding a steel typing?) Nothing about Animon makes any sense. But damn, it’s still fantastic.

Twins– At first glance, one could easily assume this is a ghost type, maybe even a nifty beta concept for Ghastly. But this is a Dark/Normal type and a pre-evo for Girafarig. Maybe more then any beta, I feel like this has a backstory behind it I wish we understood. It seems the concept behind Girafarig was much deeper, originally; spirits that were conjoined twins, one dark and evil, one not? It’s quite a twist.

Betas With Major Changes

A lot of pokes in the Spaceworld demo were recognizable but their beta forms often had some pretty significant design differences that were later tweaked. In some cases those tweaks were clear improvements or just adding some polish, but in other cases I honestly prefer the original direction the beta designs were headed.

Girafarig– we’ve known about the beta design of Girafarig for a while now, about its palindrome motif and probably being based on a pushmi-pullyu. It’s only with this beta that we get a really good look at the wonderfully sinister face with Girafarig’s backsprite, though. Ever since I saw Girafarig, I thought its typing ought to be Normal/Dark, and it’s deeply gratifying to see that typing reflected in the beta version. It makes so much more sense and shows the split, dual nature of Girafarig. The entire original design makes so much more sense and it’s strange and confusing that they would ruin that.

Rayleep (beta Mantine)– holy crud you guys, beta Mantine was actually COOL. Playing again on the dual-nature theme, it seems to have an angel-devil motif with the bottomside looking feathery and angelic and sweet and the topside (and backsprite) sporting dark markings and a sinister face. It’s adorable, it’s cool, it’s a fun and neat design, and it’s a thousand times better then the Mantine we ultimately ended up with … which is an incredibly bland, dull ray indeed. What’s more, Mantine’s Flying typing feels far more justified in its beta design, with its cool feathery wings and tail.

Tael (beta Aipom)– I hate Aipom. I always have. Really ugly pokemon and really annoying movepool. Makes me feel itchy and gross just to look at. Tael, on the other hand(s), is a cat with far too many humanlike hands. It’s cute at first and then kinda creepy the more you stare at it, to be honest. But hey, it looks better then that irritating monkey did. That’s all. I don’t have a deeper reason then that, haha. Some people have remarked Gold/Silver’s beta was clearly the Cat generation; cats everywhere, as far as the eye can see. I am OK with this.

Other beta differences I really dig include Murkrow’s more obviously witchy hat, the Hoppip line’s cat theme, and Tangrowth’s very different and snazzy look.

Completely New Betas

Then there are these guys, ones without any ties to any pre-existing pokemon whatsoever.

Wolfman/Warwolf– Excuse me? These fuzzy little things are amazing. It seems to be a small, stout, dark-colored critter wearing yeti pelts, their glowing, beady eyes peering out from the mouth of the pelt. They have a very unique and fascinating desgin and a lot of intrigue to them. I absolutely love them. They’re pure Ice types and seem to have been replaced in Gold/Silver with the Swinub line, which is an even bigger shame, because I don’t like that line’s design one bit. You can keep your pig mammoths, I’ll take the clan of mysterious snow gremlins, please, thanks.

Kurstraw/Pangshi– these two would have been incredible ghost-type additions to the game. A panda voodoo doll and then a panda based off a Jiangshi? Heck yeah. Their sprites both look great and they’re well-designed and obviously a lot of thought went into it. The concept is perfect. So why cut them? Who knows. Some folks have speculated that back then, they may have worried these pokemon were too morbid for a kid’s game, so I suppose that’s possible. They may have also worried about controversey from parents or whatnot. In any case, it’s a huge shame to see them cut from the roster.

Something that’s particularly interesting is that Kurstraw evolves at level 1. It also seems very likely that Curse would have been its signature move.

Rinring/Bellboyant– these two pokes have a clear and appealing design theme behind them. And they’re Dark type. And they’re cats.

How could they throw these two away?!

Other amazing pokemon include a line of Water/Steel types that are based on a shark with an anchor and a gulper eel, a seal that’s a Water/Fire type (!!), Slowbro/Slowking’s shell as a stand-alone pokemon, and a water starter line that looks way cooler then the totodile line.

Anyway, it’s some pretty exciting stuff. This group of beta designs that were dumped on us was so huge that I think we’re all still struggling to mentally process the information. In a way it gives that old pokemon feeling … the thrill of discovering some new neat critter everywhere you look.

This is a repost on a new blog. The original post was on Jun 7, 2018.

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February 2020 Book Review

The Last Wish / Sword Of Destiny

Let’s start with the books that currently have me in a stranglehold. I apologize to everyone that actually follows me and watched me descend into fandom pits but whatcha gonna do. So, I was aware of the video game when it came out, but not being a prolific gamer I was intrigued but never bothered getting into it. Then the Netflix series came out, and I was again intrigued... but I suck at sitting down and watching shows. So what the heck I decided, it’s probably mediocre hypermasculine high fantasy but let’s try a book to see what the fuss is all about.

Good god. Guys. It’s real good. And so fucking different from the show. Geralt is actually a really emotional, well-meaning guy who’s starved for positive social interactions and is just trying to do his best. And the books’ consistent themes of colonialism, environmental destruction, forced extinction, and changing eras is... chilling and fascinating and honestly a little too relatable at times. These books have made me laugh and shout and frankly sob. Still a little sexist, cause 90s fantasy, but Geralt is so not the gruff, heartless, manly man character I thought he would be. I am so deeply into these and have just cracked the spine of the next book in the series. If you like high fantasy, I can’t recommend these enough.

The Silver Eyes

I just learnt that there were Five Nights At Freddy’s books, and honestly picked this up from the library as a joke for my brother. We’d played the games back when they first came out, and were into the lore, but lbr they’re more of a meme at this point. Anyway, we ended up reading this out loud to each other, a chapter a night, and I enjoyed it a lot more than I thought I would. Probably wouldn’t have liked it as much on my own, but the main character was complicated and messy, and the book’s way or portraying trauma was neat. It was nominally horror, and did have the occasional chilling moment, or times it was fun to speculate, it over all it was pretty run of the mill middle grade fiction.

FRNK

Probably the best graphic novel I’ve read this month.

I was howling with laughter while I read it. Good quality Belgium comics, always a treat. This story is about a modern day boy, Frank, who is accidentally thrown back into prehistoric times, where he’s stuck with a bunch of cavemen who haven’t invented the concept of vowels yet. Admittedly my French isn’t great, so it made trying to decipher words with half the letters missing a challenge to say the least, but plenty worth it. I really want to get my hands on book two. I believe there’s an English translation, and I’d recommend giving it a try.

Best Friends

A neat little graphic novel that addresses common growing up issues, about what it means to be friends, stay friends, how to cope with people changing and when it’s time to walk away. Anxiety, being yourself, fitting in, all that sort of stuff. It’s a quick read, very pleasant, and has nice art.

Karen’s Witch

Another cute graphic novel with charming art. I read this at the store while I was waiting for a prescription to be filled. It’s about this five year old (or thereabouts) who is absolutely determined that her neighbour is a witch and by god she is going to prove it or at least scare herself and her friend silly in the process. A fun little read!

Endling: The First

The second book in the Endling series, and all my praise for the first book apply here as well. A super unique high fantasy that gives extinct and threatened species a voice. The book explore themes of war, environmental destruction, sacrifice and loss. You really get to see how much Byx has grown and how much she needs to continue to grow. This book has me so excited for the third, I haven’t read such an emotionally rewarding quest novel in a long time.

Bleach

I found out my library has a billion books of this series and decided to jump into it again for the first time in over a decade. Honestly it’s even better than I remembered? The art is absolutely stunning, Ichigo is such a power fantasy hero, and it’s one of those series with a lot of really loveable characters and a lot of heart. Ichigo is a good guy who you actually feel good liking, which can’t be said for all shonen protags by any means. This is just such a classic and it holds up man. And if you like manga and have never read it? Jump in and enjoy a normal human getting supernatural powers and kicking absolutely enormous monsters’ asses.

Dinotopia: Sabertooth Mountain

This was my favourite Dinotopia book as a kid, and it was still fun to reread. The world of Dinotopia is one separate from the rest of the world, where humanity lives in perfect harmony with many prehistoric creatures that have managed to survive and evolve on the island of Dinotopia. This story is about a crisis brewing, as the sabertooths are cut off from their food supply and are in danger of not only starving but of bringing death to the rest of the mountain as well. While surveying the situation with his older sister, the main character finds himself falling from the airship in the middle of a storm, directly into the valley of starving sabertooths.

I read a bunch of this author’s graphic novels, and they are such feel-good queer lit. This was probably my favourite of the lot, but I also read Tea Dragon Society, Aquicorn Cove, and Princess Princess Ever After. Taking place in a picturesque mountain community, it’s about a girl meeting a guardian dragon who accidentally fell asleep in the mountains a century ago rather than watch over the village like intended. It’s about coming to terms with and loving yourself (and also about super cute little tea dragons).

Just Jaime

Another story that focuses on the complications of middle school, and how friends can grow and change, and when sometimes friendships become toxic and cruel. These are novel/graphic novel hybrids that are very visually appealing, and really do manage to tell very heartfelt stories. This one takes a side character from the earlier two books, and turns her from a very one dimensional, somewhat annoying character, into a fully realized person with her own issues and her own need for growth.

The Life-Changing Magic Of Tidying Up / The Life-Changing Manga Of Tidying Up

Given that I’m not really a non-fiction person and DEFINITELY not a self-help book person, I really enjoyed these (though I didn’t read Spark Joy). I read the manga first, out of curiosity, but enough of it struck true that I decided to try the book as well. Have I cleaned anything up yet? No. But honestly, I can genuinely say that despite being repetitive at points I do truly feel like I got a lot of good out of it, and I feel much more excited and prepared when I do decide to do a big clean next. It really does reframe the relationship you have with your belongings and with yourself. I genuinely love the concept of “sparking joy”.

Bigfoot Boy: The Sound Of Thunder

Technically the last book of the series, whoops. Though honestly having read it I didn’t feel like I missed that much. It’s a Canadian graphic novel and I had... mixed feelings about it. Interesting and exciting in some ways, but the pacing was odd, and honestly I don’t think indigenous voices went into making it (I could be wrong but...) and it reads as kinda... eugh. Problematic. Having a none indigenous author write about a white boy being the guardian of a first nation totem and turning into a bigfoot isn’t a super cool optic.

Bloodchild

I was told “hey this is a really fucked up short story” so I read it, and guess what? It was a really fucked up short story. Would recommend if you want weird alien sex slavery bullshit-- it was a wild ride. And the overall themes obviously went a lot deeper than that, but honestly, it’s like a few dozen pages long if you wanna dig into all the philosophical shit, just give it a read! Uh, heavy content warning, tw tw tw, but a really bizarre, unsettling look at gender and power dynamics and oppression through a scifi lens.

Mrs Frisby and the Rats of NIHM

I hadn’t read this book since elementary school so I reread it on a whim. It really is such a charming story. As far as animal stories go, this feels almost like the platonic ideal. Mother mouse is worried about her sick son and winds up compelled to seek out the mysterious rats who live in the rosebush for help, and is not only thrust into her own adventure but learns about the strange past her late husband shared with the rats of NIMH. It’s such a relaxing read, while still managing to be exciting and compelling.

Exploring According to Og the Frog

And one last animal story to round us off. I’d read one of the Humphrey books last month, and check out a couple more from the library for fun. I didn’t enjoy Mysteries According to Humphrey that much, but this one was charming, showing the world through Humphrey’s frog friend Og instead. The same charming type of adventure, but being a frog, Og has a very different attitude and view of the world, which was fun. Very cute elementary kid lit.

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a-bit-too-much-of-a-zelda-fan · 5 years

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LinkedUniverse Fanfiction Ch. 15: Painting the Town

Stop! You’ve Violated the Law!

So, you’ve stumbled upon this original post for my Linked Universe fanfiction. That’s okay, it happens to everyone. As of March 2021, I’ve uploaded the entirety of this fanfic to my Archive of Our Own page. Along with finally giving the story a name–Oops! All Links: A Linked Universe Story–I made substantial edits to some of the chapters. These range from minor stylistic revisions to fixing a gaping plot hole that kinda completely broke the character conflict in the earlier chapters. I also renamed and renumbered (but not reordered) the chapters. Specifically, this is now Chapter 17: To Sell a Butterfly (Pendant).

The AO3 iterations of these chapters are the definitive versions. So, if you would like to read this fanfiction, please do so on AO3, right here. With this embedded link. Hehe. Geddit? Link?

Note: My screen name on AO3 is FrancisDuFresne. Yes, that is me. I am not plagiarizing myself.

Anyway, for posterity’s sake, the rest of the original post is below the cut.

It’s finally here! Wow! ... If you thought the long wait would end with a chapter the scale of “Fire,” you’ll be sorely disappointed. Sorry, folks. Still, now we finally get to see more of Selggog and the Links’ quest. When we’re talking my fan narrative, what can beat the hijinx of the Heroes of Wind and Twilight? Word Count: 1576

“So why’d you come with me, instead?” Wind asked.

Twilight looked down to his friend and shrugged. “I didn’t want to sit around waiting for Wild to find weapons he liked. Potion shopping beats that, at least.”

Wind glanced upward at passing shop signs as they walked down one of Selggog’s many busy streets. The others sent them to resupply on potions. Hyrule had finished the last of their stock following their skirmish with the Hinox. The two of them had been searching for an apothecary for the past half hour.

The elder of them sighed. “We should ask someone.”

“Where’s the fun in that, though?” Wind countered. He was jovially bouncing about on the balls of his feet with each step. “Having absolutely no idea where you’re going makes it a little adventure!”

“Aren’t we already on an adventure?”

Wind frowned. He clasped his hands behind his head and looked up. White, fluffy clouds dotted the otherwise clear sky. “Yeah, I guess,” he said somewhat dejectedly. Then, more chipper than before, “Well, it can be a side quest. How about that?”

“’Side quest?’ Kind of a silly name for it.”

“Yeah? Well… I like it.”

Twilight let out a bark of laughter. “Maybe it’ll stick.”

Some passersby knocked shoulders with the Links as the streets became busier. “Ack!” Wind grunted. “You know,” he called out to someone ahead who had rammed into him, “wouldn’t kill you to say sorry!”

“Shhh,” Twilight hushed sharply. “We don’t want—“ he was cut off by someone bashing his shoulder—"unneeded attention.”

Wind rubbed his shoulder and looked up to his friend. “You think they’re always this in a rush?”

“Dunno. I’m not used to city life.”

“Yeah,” Wind said. He thought back to Windfall Island, which he used to think of as a metropolis. “Gotta say this place is a bit bigger than I’m used to.”

Twilight patted his pockets. Satisfied everything was where it should be, he glanced at his partner. “Just make sure no one filches anything. You have your wallet, right?”

With a pffft, Wind checked his own pockets over. “Of course I d—”

A pause. “Wind?” Twilight asked. He stopped walking.

The youngest hero looked up at his friend with a sheepish smile. He raised his arms in a guilty sort of half-shrug. “Wind,” Twilight said slowly, “Don’t tell me you—”

“Yep.”

“By Ordona…” he cursed, smacking his forehead. He thought that over. Why did I just hurt myself? I didn’t do anything wrong. He promptly smacked Wind on the back of the head.

“Ow! What the heck?”

“What did we tell you?!”

“To watch out for pickpockets…” Wind admitted with his head hung, kicking at a pebble on the road.

“And did you?!”

Wind looked up. His wide eyes seemed to burn with anger Twilight had never seen. “No, Twi!” he shouted back. “I didn’t! So can you stop yelling at me and making me feel like crap so we can go find it?!”

Twilight was about to fire back, then paused. For all Wind had been through, he was still just a kid. He sighed and looked around. Some people had stopped and were staring at them. “Well?” he called out to them.

They shrugged and went back to bustling down the street on their errands. When Twilight turned back to his friend, he found him breathing deeply with his eyes closed. “Hey,” he began, “I didn’t mean t—”

“Stop,” Wind interrupted. He opened his eyes and met Twilight’s gaze. “Just because I’m cheery most of the time,” he whispered. Twilight could barely hear him. “That doesn’t mean I don’t have feelings like everybody else.”

“I—”

“Just remember that.”

Twilight had never seen the youngest Link upset enough to yell. He really had struck a nerve. “Okay,” he said. “I will.”

Wind’s expression softened. “Thank you. Now let’s find my wallet. What’re we gonna do?”

“I would suggest we ask Sky to borrow the Master Sword for its dowsing ability.” He considered this. “But even if it was willing to help, there are so many wallets in this town that it probably couldn’t pick yours out of the crowd.”

A thought struck Wind. “What about your wolf sense?”

Twilight looked around. The streets were packed with people going about their business. He remembered how the residents of Castle Town reacted to seeing his beastly form. “No. I don’t want to scare all these people.”

“Fair,” Wind replied. “But what else can we do?”

“Uh…” he muttered, wracking his brains. “I… I don’t know.”

Wind’s jolted to attention as if shocked by a yellow ChuChu. The sudden movement made his partner flinch. “What if I just earn back all the money that was stolen?” Wind suggested, thrusting his arms down, palms up, as if pointing out something totally obvious.

Twilight’s brow furrowed. “That might actually work…” he admitted pensively. “How much was in there?”

Silence. Well, at least between the two heroes. The townspeople were loud and rowdy as ever. “Um…” Wind said, clearly stalling. “Not too much.”

“Don’t dick around with me. How much?”

“About two-fifty?”

“That’s a lot of smashed pots,” Twilight joked, raising an eyebrow and crossing his arms. “How do you plan on earning that much?”

The young seafarer dug in his pouch and pulled out a necklace. “I’ve got some treasures I can sell. How many people here would buy a chintzy necklace with a butterfly pendant?”

“With this many people, hopefully at least a couple.”

“How much should we charge?”

“How many do you have?”

“Seven.”

Twilight nodded. “Anything else?”

Wind shook his head. “Some trinkets, feathers, a lot of junk.”

“Right. Well, let’s get started.”

“Hoi!” Wind called out to the crowd. “Beautiful butterfly necklaces here! Twenty-five rupees apiece!”

No one walked over to them. The crowds just kept moving by. Undeterred, Wind repeated his sales call even louder. This turned some heads, but nobody came. He tried once more. The second-floor shutters of a nearby building slammed open. A disheveled old man in a sleeping cap poked his head out. “Quit yer yapping!” he shouted down to the Links. “People are trying to sleep!”

The two heroes glanced at each other, paused a moment, then shrugged in unison. Wind hooked his thumbs on his belt and shifted his weight to one leg. “Guess that’s out the window,” he said.

Twilight let out a frustrated sigh. If he had just been more careful, we’d have potions by now, he thought bitterly. No, stay focused. We need to figure this o—

“Oh!” Wind exclaimed, again startling his friend. “Let’s find a shop that will buy some of my stuff!”

“Uh, I’m pretty sure most shops won’t buy off strangers. They’re trying to sell their junk, not buy yours. Think how fast they’d go bankrupt.”

Wind shook his head. “No no no, I mean a treasure teller! Someone who deals in treasures. There was one on one of the islands I sailed to. I’m sure there’s one around here.”

“Alright,” Twilight said, “how are we gonna find one? Search every street? That didn’t quite work for the apothecary.”

“Look for a sign with a rupee on it,” Wind replied, scanning the street for such a sign. “There’s gotta be one aro—OH! Look!”

Wind pointed out to the building directly across the street from them. Sure enough, the storefront had a multitude of rupees painted all over it. Twilight sighed in relief. “That was easier than expected.”

“I wouldn’t get too excited. We have no idea what they’ll offer for my stuff. These guys can be fickle.”

“Right.”

The two heroes crossed the street and entered the store. The walls were covered in a bizarre wallpaper filled with celestial bodies and distorted floral patterns. The shelves immediately drew their eyes. Treasures and spoils lined the perimeter of the store. Everything from golden statuettes to fine china to jewelry to precious stones rested upon the shelves. A beaded curtain hung in the doorway between the store and some back room.

While Wind marveled over the treasures, Twilight strode to the ornately-decorated counter. It was adorned with an equally beautiful silver bell. He gently tapped its button. A soft, pleasing ding rang out. No one came after a few seconds, so he rang it again, a little harder this time. He strained to hear any movement in the back room but was left wanting.

By now, Wind had refocused and walked up beside his friend. They glanced at each other. A look of confusion and mild annoyance passed between their eyes. Wind shrugged. “Hello?” he called slightly louder than the second bell ring. Nothing.

“Oh, come on,” he grumbled with a huff. He hooked his thumbs in his belt again. “Maybe no one is here?”

Twilight shook his head. “With this kind of merchandise, the door would have been locked tight.”

“So why the heck is no one coming?”

“Your guess is as good as mine.”

“Alright, here goes,” Wind said with resignation lacing his voice. He cupped his hands over his mouth. “Hoi!” he yelled. “Is anybody here?!”

Nothing. The hairs on the back of Twilight’s neck stood on end. His eyes narrowed. Honing his wolf senses had carried over somewhat to his Hylian form. Something didn’t sit right with him. “Quiet down. This doesn’t feel right.”

Just then, a drawling whisper came from directly behind the young heroes. “No need to be afraid, dearies…”

#linkeduniverse fanfiction #linkeduniverse #my own #my writing #painting the town #I'm back bitches

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obsidiancreates · 4 years

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Old Writing Part Two: Electric Boogaloo

Yeah so uh here’s the “Fandom School” one.

This one has not been seen by even myself since like... October of 2016.

Oh jeez. That’s so long ago. Fuck time.

So this is... the whole story. Each Chapter was super short, the first three are under 400 words, so I just stuck ‘em all in here.

This one... is from 12 year old Sid. Yup. Little baby Sid.

It is bad. I’m warning you now. But perhaps, entertaining. At the very least, a good example of being able to grow and improve with enough practice.

Chapter One: Fangirlish

Abby shouted as she hit the floor. Her brother came running in, a look of worry on his face.

"What was that thud?" he asked.

"I laughed to hard while watching Venturiantale and fell off the bed."

Her brother face-palmed.

"Come on, Jeremy. Don't face-palm. They're funny!" Abby said with a grin.

"They're all you think about! You really need to stop obsessing. "

Abby gasped and looked at him like he just asked her to eat a smelly boot. "How could you say such a thing! Plus, they're not all that I think about. I also think about Doctor Who, and Star Wars, and Tolkien stuff, and Percy Jackson, and My Little Pony, and Monster High, and Warriors. "

Jeremy sighed. "Those are all....what do you call them? Fandoms?"

"Indeed. However, I am obsessed with them because they are beautiful. They are fabulous in ways you do not understand, mortal. Be gone!" Abby cried. She grabbed the ballpoint pen she took with her everywhere and uncapped it. "Be gone, or else you shall face the wrath if Riptide! Wait, Riptide can't harm mortals."

Jeremy sighed again and left the room, muttering about Abby being weird.

Abby went back to her video, laughing her butt off. After she finished it she went and read some Percy Jackson fanfiction. She was deeply absorbed in a very interesting fanfic when her alarm went off. It was time. She got up off her bed and went over to her desk.

She sat down and took out her notebook. She put on some music, written by Venturian of course, and began writing. She was writing a fanfic about Doctor Who.

"Abby, there's someone here to see you!" her mom shouted. Abby sighed, but went downstairs anyway.

She entered the living room to find a girl around her age sitting on the couch. She had blond hair with blue streaks and green eyes. She was wearing a t-shirt that said 'Fandom U' on it.

"Hello Abby, "she said with a grin, "I hear you're quite the fangirl."

Chapter Two: A Fellow Fan

Abby was a little creeped out. Who wouldn't be if a girl you had never met before was sitting in your living room saying she had heard about you?

The girl seemed to notice that Abby was weirded out, and spoke again. "My name is Bell, by the way."

"Bell? Who names their kid Bell?"

Bell laughed. "My mom's favorite movie is Beauty and the Beast. Anyway, you're a fangirl, are you not?"

"Yeah, kinda. And by kinda, I mean totally." Abby said. She was still a bit creeped out, but Bell seemed friendly enough. "Why do you ask? More importantly, how the heck did you hear about me? That's kinda creepy, considering this is the first time I've ever seen you."

Bell smirked. "So you're asking to know my secret?" She said the last part in a creepy voice.

"Wait, you watch Venturiantale? Awesome! But, could you at least answer my first question?"

Instead of responding, Bell handed Abby a piece of paper. It looked like a letter you would get from school. "Here, read this. If you decide you want to attend, just call the number at the bottom of the page." With that Bell left, humming a tune Abby recognized as the theme of Rohan.

She went back up to her room with the paper and began reading it. At the top it said, in big, bolded letters, Fandom U.

That's what Bell's shirt said.

As she read the paper her eyes widened.

Dear Whom It May Concern It has come to our attention that you are a massive fangirl. We are pleased to announce that you have been accepted into Fandom U. All supplies we be provided upon arrival, should you choose to attend. Please note that some fangirls can be dangerous if you speak negatively about their fandom, and the school is not responsible for any injuries should you be insensitive enough to do so.

Sincerely, The faculty of Fandom U

Excitement came over Abby. "I'm going to Fandom U!" she screamed happily.

Chapter 3: Belonging

A few weeks later, Abby was all packed and ready to go. She had called the school and arranged everything. She was sitting at the bus stop, waiting for her transportation. She bounced her leg up and down, a nervous habit of hers. Finally a bus labeled 'Fandom U' arrived. The doors to the bus opened, and Abby couldn't help but stare at the driver.

"Well, get in!" the driver said through his mask. He was dressed in a full on Stormtrooper cosplay. As Abby stepped onto the bus, she wondered how he wasn't being baked alive in the heat.

She discovered that each row represented a different fandom. She took a seat in the Doctor Who section because it, somehow, had more room then the other sections. The bus started up, making the same sounds the T.A.R.D.I.S makes. Abby stared out at her hometown, feeling excitement at what lay before her. She leaned back in her seat, humming fandom songs. Normally people would look at her like she was crazy, but instead everyone joined in, humming with her.

She had found where she belonged, and she loved it. The whole bus ride was filled with fan theories, discussions about characters, and tons of references. It was the most fun Abby ever had!

After what seemed like only minutes, they had arrived. Abby looked up at the building in front of her in awe.

It was enormous, like a castle. Above the door there was a huge sign reading 'Welcome to Fandom U!'. The building was shaped in an unusual way. So unusual that Abby wasn't even sure what shape it was. The outer walls were painted with so many fandom symbols that Abby had a hard time seeing anything else.

"Abby!" a voice called. Abby turned around to see Bell running towards her. "Abby, great news! They made me your escort!"

"Escort?"

"Well, yeah. It's a huge school. Plus it's your first day. I'm here to show you around!" Bell said.

She looked at Abby's face, which was still a face of awe. Bell grinned and said "Abby, welcome to Fandom U!"

Chapter 4: Orientation

"This place is amazing!" Abby said. She looked over at Bell, who seemed just as excited as Abby felt.

"Wait until you see the inside," Bell said. She started walking and motioned for Abby to follow. Abby grinned and walked with her into the school.

The inside was more amazing than the outside. The entrance was decorated with hundreds of pieces of fandom merch from hundreds of different fandoms. Abby noticed a T.A.R.D.I.S replica, a statue of a cave troll from The Lord of the Rings, a replica of Luke Castilian's sword Backbiter, and what appeared to be a statue of Papa Achachalla.

As she and Bell continued to wherever they were headed, Abby took in everything she could. The halls were each themed around a different fandom. There was a Doctor Who hall styled like the inside of a Dalek spacecraft, a Narnia hall styled like the Pevensy's castle, a Lord of the Rings hall styled like the halls of Rivendell, and a Venturiantale hall decorated with the channel's colors and each of the siblings emblems, among many others.

The classroom doors were all shut, so Abby didn't get the chance to see inside. She followed Bell to a large room resembling a theater.

"Welcome to the auditorium! This is where all the assemblies are held, as well as the school plays!" Bell said. She led Abby over to the very middle row and took a seat. She motioned for Abby to sit next to her, which is just what Abby did.

"This room is huge! How many students are there?" Abby asked.

"I'm not sure. A few hundred, maybe. Possibly more," Bell answered. "Oh, orientation's starting! We better stop talking. "

All the other students had sat down while they were talking. They all went quiet as a lady walked up on stage. "Greetings, students! I am Miss Silnet, your headmistress," she announced. Abby was shocked. The lady definitely wasn't dressed like a headmistress. She wore a camp Half-blood t-shirt underneath a black sweatshirt, a pair of jeans with fandom references doodled all over them, and a pair of plain red sneakers. Her ginger hair was pulled into a loose braid with bits of silver weaved in. She couldn't have been older than thirty, yet was still clearly a fangirl.

"Welcome to Fandom U! I'm sure some of you new students are curious as to what the U stands for. Most people think it means university. However, a university is a collage, and here all ages of fans are welcome. The U in fact stands for United. We are all united under our love of our fandoms! Join me as I say the school's pledge," she said. She put her hand on her heart and began the pledge, with many returning students saying it with her.

To be obsessed For all our lives, To value the next part Over the next school test. To love those who do not love back, To stalk them on the Internet. To unite as one Under the fandom sun.

Abby looked around her, thinking about how all these people had similar interests, habits, preferences, possibly even crushes as her. She realized that they truly were united in their love of fandoms. She could tell this was going to be her best school year ever.

Chapter 5: Classes

After orientation Bell lead Abby to her dorm. The room had two beds, two dressers, two closets, two trashcans, two desks, two bookshelves, and, to Abby's surprise, two TVs. There was a dark blue couch in front of each TV, the bedding was purple on both beds, and at each desk there was a chair made of oak with dark green built-in cushions. There was a large window in the middle of the wall leading outside, with a view of the huge field behind the school. In front of the window was a kitchen, complete with all the cooking utensils you could ever need. On both sides of the room there was a private bathroom with a shower, sink, medicine cabinet, mirror, and, of course, toilet.

"This room is amazing!" Abby marveled.

"It gets better. Guess who your dorm mate is. Me!" Bell said. Abby was very happy to hear that. Despite having only known Bell for a short time, the two seemed to be best friends. Plus, Bell was the only person Abby actually knew!

Abby then noticed the large boxes sitting by the desks. They were labeled School Supplies.

"So, which side do you want?" Abby asked Bell.

"Hm. The right side, I think."

"Okay!" Abby said. She set down her luggage, which she had been hauling around all day, on her bed. She walked over to her desk and opened the box.

Inside was everything a fangirl could need. There was a laptop, about a dozen brand new books, some notebooks, some pencils, some pens, a spare phone charger for both Apple and Android brands, a charger for the laptop, an extra pillow in case of a feels attack, a sketchbook for fanart, colored pencils, and many course books for class.

She closed the box, not feeling like unpacking it. Her eyes fell on some paper on her desk. She picked it up and asked Bell, "What's this?"

"It's a list of all the different classes you can take. In this school you get to choose all your own classes! What you do is pick your five main fandoms, then pick two classes per fandom. Later one of the teachers will come to collect it. They enter it into a computer, which then devises a schedule," Bell explained.

"Oh. Thanks!" Abby said. She turned her attention back to the paper. On the first page were five spots to write her fandoms. She thought for awhile, then chose Doctor Who, Percy Jackson, Venturiantale, Star Wars, and Warriors.

She turned to the next page, which had a list of the different classes for each fandom. She read over all the options, then chose the ones that interested her most.

Abby's choices:

Venturiantale: Tale Fighting, the class where you learn to fight like the Tale characters, and Lore 101, the study and attempt to make sense of VT lore.

Percy Jackson: Demigod Combat, the class where you learn how to fight like a Demigod, and Camp Cooking, the class of learning to cook the meals they eat at camp.

Doctor Who: A Study of Time, the class on understanding how time works, and Regeneration History, the study of the Doctor's personal history.

Warriors: Knowing Your Herbs, the class on healing methods the clans use, and Warriors Speak 101, the study of Warriors phrases and words.

Star Wars: Understanding the Force, the study of what the Force is as well as how it is used, and Dark vs Light, a debate class studying the pros and cons of each side in an attempt to find out which one is truly better.

Abby finished filling out the paper and looked over at Bell, who appeared to be doing the same.

Abby and Bell spent the rest of the night unpacking. Abby discovered that the closest was filled with fandom clothes, as well as the dresser. "How did they know my size?" she asked, a tad creeped out.

"Your mom had to put it on your admission papers."

"Oh."

Just before Abby went to bed there was a knock at the door. The teacher had come by to collect the class papers. After the girls had handed them over they got into bed. Bell seemed to fall asleep pretty quick, but Abby stayed up for hours,unable to sleep at the anticipation of the next day.

And then I never wrote Chapter Six. I guess she overslept, huh? Heh.

#my old writing #Whaaat no Abby's not a self-insert named after my favorite Monster High character #Psssh that's- that's crazy talk

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ruffiorocks · 5 years

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Supegirl season 5 ep 2 review

Little late to the game with episode! But here goes!

Opening scene..... ugh they really are trying hard with the 'tech is bad' trope aren't they?

Nawww Alex made brekkie and now she's sad she might have killed Kelly! Am I the only one who wants Danvers Blueberry Pancakes?

Nawww Brainy made brekkie!! 😂😂 Nia is hilarious and adorable!

Sooo James is going to be a senator? Oh for RAOs sake! He's a photographer who allied himself with Anti Alien Nazi's and is a bloody vigilante!! Not an ex vigilante a CURRENT out and proud vigilante. Correct me if I'm wrong but vigilantes aren't usually wanted in politics right? Oh but we need to send James off on a high note, so let's give him the worst idea since making him CEO of Cat Co!

I quite like the twist that if a green Martian attacks his brother he gets pain to.

Oh so Kelly is ahead of her time with her tech! Kew waves! Go Kelly!!

Sooo... I know Kara is worried about Jonn by she knew she had a meeting to go to but is taking advantage again?

Oh that little girl is good at acting creepy!

Awww Lena is talking to Hope like this is her best friend, it's the way she gets excited, like when she used to talk to Kara! It's so sad 😥

Hmm... Lena talks about how humans and aliens lie but it's not their fault it's just how they are programmed. I almost thought this was a suttle way of Lena saying she doesn't blame Kara for lying , like She's making an excuse for her.

Lena's idea is actually a noble one, it's what everyone dreams of. A world where people can't hurt eachother, but it's not a plausible reality. The writers really are trying to make Lena unstable, which to be fair after everything she's been through she probably is.

It's soooo out of character for Lena to want to use or basically steal someone else's tech since people have been using her tech for nefarious purposes since day one! This isn't Lena, she's done a complete 180 that makes zero sense.

Oh so Kara decided to show up to work ? Hang on a sec, Nia called Kara to say Andrea was on the war path because she won't start the meeting without everyone there, but Nia waited until Kara got there to go into it? Is she trying to get on Andrea's bad side? Go to the meeting Nia!!

Kara can't stop looking her nose down at Andrea can she? Oh she was given an assignment but it's apparently below her?? Oh she's trying to get another great story thought someone else she knows.. ugh. Like I know it's good to use for resources but Kara has such unfair advantages. How about going after a story you haven't had handed to you on a silver platter?

Oh so now Kara has been told she can do both stories but Nadrwa wants hers done first (fair) and wants it done by noon (fair) but apparently Kara doesnt have time for this? No!! This is getting silly now, Kara this is YOUR job! You can't decide when you want to do it or decide when it's convenient. If kara can't do the job because of Supergirl she shouldn't be doing it. Kara needs to learn she isn't working for Cat, Lena or James anymore. This is the real world now, no more Molly coddling.

I'm loving Kelly this episode! She's only been around 5 minutes and is already way more interesting than James has ever been.

Lena is frighteningly calm right now. Lena can monitor Eve's brain and Eve is telling her that 'they' are controlling her but this doesn't interest Lena at all? NO!! Lena Luthor would be beyond interested in this!

Oh so now Kara is pissed she has to be 'stuck at work' instead of doing her super stuff. THIS.....IS.....YOUR.....JOB!! She's not even subtle with her muttering when she walks past William. When did Kara get like this?

😂😂 the sushi scene was hilarious!

Oh Alex and Brainy discussing relationships is adorable! Her voice went up and then she deepened it 😂

Aww Kelly is amazing helping our Jonn! Although those contacts are creepy as heck!

I love how Kelly was automatically accepted into the group but I wish Lena had been given the same courtesy.

Oh so now Kara is just sneaking out of Cat Co without even bothering with real excuses now?

Kara a isn't trapped in a Tower Alex! Kara is choosing to be there and making life difficult for herself because she refuses to even try and get on with Andrea.

So clearly something is up with Williams wife?

This show really likes it's white Martians.

Ohhh so Jonns brother is the reason the Green Martians downfall.

Oh wow, his brother just killed a teenage Martian and were those mass graves? Supergirl isn't pulling it's punches at the moment.

Oh so that's yet another white martian that was killed when it could have been captured. So that whole "we don't kill rule" really has been thrown out the window. Not that they ever stuck by it anyway.

Hahaha they all stink! Brainy is hilarious

Alex in tech gear on a bike gives me life.

Sooo Nia's job now is to call Kara whenever she's about to get into trouble? Kara you're putting on Nia now and it isn't fair!

So Kara is back at Cat Co and Andrea is miffed (rightly so) that Kara couldn't do the one thing she was asked to do. Kara thinks by saying 'i was about to file it' which she absolutely wasn't at all about to do then Andrea should shug it off. William did it ans Kara is pissed, well Kara maybe you should have done the one small job you were given to do. I get she has super duties, but that is Kara's choice.

Andrea tells her to do some copy exciting, Kara is surprised and put out by this I'm not a copy editor ' Well Kara, you were given your job to do but apparently couldn't do it.

Kara is so miffed she isn't being Molly coddled anymore by her bosses. William was actually right, Kara should be doing that.

Oh so Kara just had an actual tantrum and dropped the work she was given on Williams desk and told him to do it. Sooo.... Kara once again is above doing the one thing her boss asked her to so! Seriously Kara should be sacked!! I would have sacked her by now.

Ooh Andrea and Lena show down. Hold the bloody phone!! Lena's assistant is Andrea's best friends girlfriend?!! This is another betrayal!! That assistant let Andrea in, and Lena was surprised she's there! Sooo other than Jess, is Lena allowed a freaking assistant that isn't going to double cross her or go behind her back?! Enough writers! Enough with the God Damn betrayals it's getting so old!!

Again, Lena isn't the type to try and mess with someone sense tech and steal it!! No!! This isn't her!

Oh so Lena is addicted to the lenses, Andrea even said she was 'cut off' sooo.. This tech is basically a drug??

Brainy is cute with the food 😅 'my heart also burns! 😂 Nia telling Brainy she likes lots of things is going to bite her in this ass

Oh so Kara has abandoned work again!! To have a brew with Jonn at her loft? Even Jonn says 'shouldn't you be working?" Yes Jonn she should be! But Kara says he's a welcome distraction, erm... a distraction from what Kara? You haven't actually done any work or really even been at Cat Co all day!! You were given one job!

Oh so another reference to Williams wife? Intriguing 🤔

I love how it only took a touch from Alex to know that wasn't Kelly! Nawww!!

Hang on!! All the Super watches are connected? Shouldn't Lena's have gone off to? I don't remember Lena being in on any of this?

Ahh so Alex did in fact kill the White Martian.

James says 'we' have to go to Kelly? 'we?!!'

Ok so Alex V Kara is awesome!! Chyler bravo!

Holy shit! James actually brought along is civilian unarmed sister to a massive dangerous super fight? What the hell was he thinking?!!

Awww Alex knows it IS Kelly though a touch.

That fight was epic!!

Flying Chyler!!

Alex knew it was the real Kelly!

Oh look Kelly could have fallen to her death because d**khead James who wants to be a senator brought his unarmed sister to a dangerous fight where neither she NOR He should have been anywhere near!

Hang on, James is supposed to not be allowed to be Guardian anymore! That was the whole point of Lena trading info to stop him going to.jail.... but now it's suddenly OK? Do the people who called him about being a senator know about this?!! This is just stupid now!

Oh so now Kara is back at work and decided she has time to do her job.

😂 Kara is accusing William of sabotaging her when she's actually doing a fine job of doing that all on her own.

Nawww Alex and Kelly are the best!! She really frikken likes her! She called her 'my kelly".

😂😂😂 omg Brainy in Nia's apartment! I'm dying 🤣

Oh what Lena did Eve isn't OK, I love Lena but this is NOT ok. Lena is seriously needed up right now, but she knows she shouldn't be doing this, you can see the tears in her eyes. That slow Girls Wanna Have Fun is actually really fitting.

The writers have moved Lena here to quickly. The Lena we know would never have dine that. That's like making Nia suddenly evil! It makes no sense!

See Kara, Andrea is good when you actually do the job she asked ya to do.

Nawww William isn't so bad!

I don't trust Hope, having a body just marks her more human and capable.

Sooo over all a good episode! Best parts were the Non Alex/Kara show down and the Alex and Kelly parts! Worst bits? Totally OOC Lena that makes zero sense, and Kara's 'I'm above this and can't be bothered' attitude towards her job.

Or her good bits include Kelly and Jonn working together and ALL of Brainy!

Minor worst bit? Everything they did with James.

#supercorp #lena luthor #kara Danvers #alex danvers #kelly olsen #anti james olsen #jonn jonzz #brainy #brainiac 5 #brainia #nia nal #eve teschmacher #eve tessmacher #andrea rojas #william dey #supergirl #dansen

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Armor Bird Reviews: Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom - A One-And-A-Half-Year Retrospective

If you have been following my writings and ramblings and original works and DeviantArt favorites for long enough, you'll know that I am unashamedly a dinosaur fan - I never outgrew the phase because despite what people have told me both online and off, palaeontology, like other sciences, is not specifically a child's thing - obviously dinosaurs are cool, but there is a lot of technical stuff that you'd need college degrees to understand in the field, too. While I certainly am a stickler for accuracy when it comes to dinosaur portrayals, however, I am also not ashamed to admit that I have a love for fictional portrayals of them as monsters, too. Jurassic Park, which was - for its time - pretty much a reconciliation between the "prehistoric monster" imagery of dinosaurs in popular culture and the latest discoveries about the actual fossil animals during its production, is my favorite movie of all time, partly for this reason and partly because there's a lot of depth and sophistication to it as well - a sophistication that modern movies seem to be utilizing less and less. Even the Jurassic Park franchise itself was not immune to this trend, and although it still remains my top favorite franchise of fictional media, the changing conceit of what audiences want in an entertaining film has dragged it along for as much of a long and bumpy ride as just about everything else Hollywood has to offer. Still, even in spite of it all, there are a lot of things to like about the sequels we got since that groundbreaking original - I'm admittedly one of those people who actually enjoyed Jurassic Park III, though in fairness I was too young upon first watching it to really pick it apart and analyze its numerous flaws, and I also heaped a lot of praise on Jurassic World upon my first review of it... in hindsight, perhaps a little generously. Although I won't pretend that everything since The Lost World (including TLW itself) is flawless and that the complainers are wrong, even the infamously controversial JP3 had some enjoyable moments in its own right, despite being seen by many as the worst installment of the franchise by quite a margin.

Which leads us to the most recent film of the franchise, 2018's Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom.

I had intended to review this movie for a good, long while - back when I was a more prolific writer I used to write film reviews shortly after seeing the movies in the theater, though schedule concerns have obviously made that too difficult. But there's a silver lining here, in that by not reviewing a film I've seen until much later (...well, much, much, much later as the case may be), I have the time to really sit down and think about what made the movie tick or not, and oftentimes have come down from my rush of excitement by the time I actually get off my tail and write the review itself. There are exceptions, of course, with certain films actually leaving me disappointed as soon as I left the building, but these cases are mercifully rare. I'm happy to say that despite being horrendously imperfect, Fallen Kingdom wasn't one of those cases. I was genuinely entertained by it more than 50% of the time - which is, for better or for worse, the highest compliment I can give the film because, as we shall see, in some ways it really is quite terrible.

As always with my movie reviews: SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT!

I watched Fallen Kingdom twice since its release - first in the theater at my home town, and then on rental DVD - and both times, my impression was the same: this movie, in retrospect, plays out much like a big-budget, cinematic fanfiction of the Jurassic Park films or even of Jurassic World (the latter of which I actually consider darkly hilarious for reasons that are highly specific to me exclusively, which you'd only understand if you know what I've written in the past - I'll get to that shortly). This is perfectly understandable, seeing as the director, screenwriter, and production crew have changed considerably from the team that helmed the original trilogy during the ten-year gap between JP3 and JW. Even if the work is canon, it's essentially someone else taking a look at the original franchise material, picking out what they liked about it, and building an original story off of it, oftentimes borrowing characters from the original work and inserting them in (most notably Rexy, and yes, I consider her as much of a character as the humans she menaced in the original movie). Across the board, in all kinds of franchises, this approach tends to fall flat if you don't know about the original work, though I do have to say that there was one very notable exception in the case of Jurassic World, that climactic fight scene with the Indominus rex, which is my favorite part of the movie even if it isn't entirely perfect. Now, I realize that I'm being a bit of a hypocrite by saying that these films are imperfect, because almost a decade ago, a friend and I co-wrote a megacrossover fanfic where Jurassic Park was the most prominent franchise by quite a margin (and didn't even start out that way to boot - my own selfish preferences caused elements of the franchise to slowly bleed in until a recycled plot of the second and third movies took over the whole thing). What makes it truly embarrassing to me is that the fic didn't even need the series' involvement in the first place, and my choice to shove it in anyway was one of the numerous factors that led to it going completely off the rails and turning into a tremendous tangled mess of clumsy writing and mishandled characterization, not just with JP itself but with almost all of the dozen other continua that got dragged in as well. Obviously, the fact that Fallen Kingdom is restricted by its very nature as a sequel to the one franchise only thankfully precludes the sheer absurdity of what my co-writer and I had inadvertently wrought back then, but upon rewatching the film I couldn't help but notice that in a few ways, it does ironically come off as being quite similar to my own old shame, albeit coincidentally, though it still earns points for choosing to be a Jurassic Park/World film and sticking with that conceit, rather than an entirely different film with JP elements shoehorned into it. I've harped on my stupidity as an immature fanfic writer back in the day for long enough, I think, but I felt this was worth mentioning regardless, because like the fic I touched upon above, this is a work I only started having issues with long after the fact, but these days I can't unsee these issues now that I've considered them.

One of the biggest things that stood out to me regarding Fallen Kingdom was that no matter how you slice it, it was trying to be two films at once, and had less time for both than most would have desired. The first half of the movie concerns Isla Sorna being destroyed by a volcano, and everyone trying to get the dinosaurs off of it before they are rendered extinct once again, with another island being noted as their new sanctuary (though of course, one of the antagonists quickly screws that plan over, but more on that later). You could easily make an entire film out of that - exploring the island one last time, dodging potential threats from both the volcano and the dinosaurs themselves, and coming to terms with the fact that not every creature can be saved, and that the end is coming for everyone eventually. The scene with the Brachiosaurus being overtaken by the eruption, with its plaintive wails and iconic rearing silhouette, is proof that such a moral could make a solid closing for this kind of movie, and heck, you could even have the subplot with the executives hoping to exploit the dinosaurs bleed into the movie until, at the very end, you get a scene where their true intentions with the animals are revealed as a sequel hook, rather than being resolved over the course of like half an hour or so in a rushed manner that gives people too little time to consider the implications. And this brings me to my next point.

Remember what I said about that dumb fanfiction I co-wrote having the elements I personally wanted more than my co-writer did slowly fester in true plot tumor fashion until they took over the entire story like literal cancer? As it turns out, what I witnessed in Fallen Kingdom wasn't quite as ridiculous, but kinda sorta similar in its own way. Obviously, Fallen Kingdom isn't so audacious (or ignorant of copyright laws and plain old common sense for that matter) as to let an entirely different franchise stage a gradual hostile takeover of itself, but the somewhat cliched plot of capitalist exploitation being the absolute worst roommate imaginable with a whole franchise's worth of temporally misplaced creatures that can and will kill you if you look at them funny - already done in both the original movie and TLW, and to some extent in JW as well, but still relatable in our current social climate even after so much repetition - still manages to... well, stage a gradual hostile takeover of the movie, and enforces itself in full force during the remaining third or so of the runtime. The antagonists, a pair of cartoonishly evil and somewhat flat executives, sabotage the plan so that the dinosaurs are diverted to the Lockwood Mansion instead of the sanctuary island, and then things escalate when the prototype Indoraptor is bought in and, inevitably, raises hell for everyone involved. As with my previous pitch, the idea of bidding wars over the dinosaurs and the moral debate over the ownership and exploitation of living creatures - something which does happen in the real world - could have made for something interesting, again, if the script wasn't so rushed. Continuing where the hypothetical sequel hook left off, we could open with a discussion between the villains about the implications of what they are doing, followed by the heroes having to deal with the ramifications of such actions along with the involvement of Dr. Wu, the Indoraptor, and of course Blue as a potential prize-winner. Of course this runs the risk of becoming the original Jurassic Park except on the mainland, and thus not really trying anything new, but it could at least give audiences the time to digest the film and appreciate the moments where it makes a genuine impact, even before the dinosaurs end up getting released into the mainland like what happened in the movie itself, complete with the insane amount of ramifications thereof. The Stygimoloch plowing its way through the bidders on its way to freedom was almost as cathartic for me to watch as the climactic fight in JW, and I wish it could've gotten more screentime, or even plucked up the guts to fend off the Indoraptor in a situation that doesn't seem forced, e.g. the hybrid and the Stiggy getting trapped in the same complex, or even Owen luring it over as backup (which is stupider but, given how he got it to bust him and Claire out in the movie itself, isn't entirely unreasonable). As for the Indoraptor itself, I feel like they could have done a bit better with its design, as even underneath the paint job and altered proportions it's still more or less "Indominus 2: Genetic Boogaloo", as I have called it at least once. Still, it has its own appeal as a monster design and, if it weren't for the presence of similar-looking creatures in previous installments of the series, it would certainly have made an impact as a monster. It's almost wolf-like in movement and mannerisms, even werewolf-like, which is intentional given the vintage horror movie homages the production team was going for. The way it menaces Maisie - who has her own set of plot-related craziness to her, but that's a can of worms I'd rather not open - makes you worry for her life, and even fear for Blue when she engages it in battle. I know I'm one of those who actually prefers antagonistic Velociraptors (the inaccurate variety from the films, not the smaller and fully feathered real-world version which I would absolutely take home with me if I could find a way to retrieve it from Cretaceous Mongolia and have it housetrained and okay I'll stop now), but Blue as always is awesome, and after seeing her actually manage to hold her own in her fight against the Indoraptor if only for a short while, there's no denying that anymore - even if that scene with her outrunning the explosion in the boiler room is a bit over-the-top even by the standards of this movie. There is of course no way a spectacle-driven, plaid-speed-paced romp like Fallen Kingdom could surpass the bar set by The Big One and the legendary kitchen scene, but on its own merits, the Indoraptor is a wonderfully serviceable and formidable threat that I just wish could've gotten more screentime and room to develop as a character, rather than just remaining as an unhinged killing machine that exists just to terrorize everyone before exiting the film (the same is true for all the dinosaurs here besides Blue, really, which is sad because, again, I much prefer when films develop monsters as characters rather than mere plot devices). With a little more design work to make him stand out more among the other critters in the franchise and more time to explore his nature, he could easily have become almost as iconic as The Big One as movie monsters go, or at least as much as the I. rex, though the latter bar is admittedly a good deal lower in the wake of how the movie industry has, ahem, evolved.

With that thought in mind, I will now spell out the biggest problem I had with this movie: the fact that it was trying to do so much in such a short space of time. Humorously and ironically, I know almost enough about the issues with my own writing to recognize the signs of that, with significant events being spaced too close to each other, too many characters at once (though admittedly, Zia and Maisie are a treat to watch, Franklin a bit less so but far from unbearable for my taste), and at least one questionable decision on the part of everyone at some point or another, up to and including the writers. There are a lot of things I liked, but not enough time for me to let them sink in, like I was being bombarded with one spectacle after another. It feels like overkill more than anything, and alas, far too many films in recent years have tried to shove that method into people's faces as though trying to say, "Here's your action, here's your fanservice, here's your whatever the whoopity-freaking-doo you consider entertainment, are you happy now?!" (Well, not quite as vitriolic and sarcastic, but you get the idea.) If the filmmakers and the owners of the franchise rights had been willing to accept four movies in the newer series rather than just three, and let Fallen Kingdom be broken up into two separate, slightly slower-paced movies, the problems with each individual portion would likely not have been as significant, and audiences would not have noticed them so readily. Sadly, though, the rapid-fire, dozen-blockbusters-a-year rush-job environment of the modern movie industry was not kind to this film, which is a crying shame. We need more movies that are more relaxed and subdued half the time, the way the original JP film was, and while audiences may have to take the time to once again get used to movies like that, I think it would be a welcome change of pace from the current influx of chaotic, nonstop slugfests and pyrotechnic displays we've become so familiar with.

In tl;dr form, it is with a heavy heart that I have to say that Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom is, in fact, the worst film of the entire Jurassic Park franchise, even more so than JP3 - though don't get me wrong, as with JP3, I still very much enjoyed it as its own movie, as clumsily handled as it was at times (though even then, the movie itself isn't entirely at fault for it). There's a difference between a movie being the low point in its franchise and a low point among movies in general, a difference which a lot of reviewers need to understand before taking an undeserved dump over movies that could've been so much better if Hollywood had worked just a bit differently. You have to actually try to make a work of entertainment media I consider genuinely terrible, and it was actually a relief to me that even the lowest points of Fallen Kingdom still ranked somewhat midway between "meh" and "shakes hand eeeeehhhhhh" from my own subjective standpoint. I truly hope that the next and presumably final JP film will turn out for the better, especially given that Alan, Ellie, and Ian are all slated to have major roles in it, but I'm not going to dismiss Fallen Kingdom off the bat just because of the issues I have with its writing. If nothing else, it's a perfectly decent popcorn flick with prehistoric monsters in it - and hey, that was pretty much what everyone was there for, wasn't it?

Grading Scheme:

96 - 100: A+

93 - 96: A

90 - 92.9: A-

87 - 89.9: B+

83 - 86.9: B

80 - 82.9: B-

77 - 79.9: C+

73 - 76.9: C

70 - 72.9: C-

67 - 69.9: D+

60 - 66.9: D

Below 60: E

Grades:

Writing: 6

Characterization: 6

Pacing: 7

Creativity: 8

Consistency: 8

Cinematography: 9

World Building: 7

Music and Sound: 8

Effects: 10

Engagement: 9

Final Grade: 78 (C+)

#Armor Bird Reviews #Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom

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wxtaru · 5 years

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LANCE’S RP PLOTTING CHEAT-SHEET

Want new-and-exciting plots for your character? Long to reach out to more of your followers, but don’t know where to start? Fear not! Fill out this form and give your RP partners both present and future all the of juicy jumping off points they need to help you get your characters acquainted.

Be sure to tag the players whose characters YOU want more cues to interact with, and repost, don’t reblog! Feel free to add or remove sections as you see fit. Template here.

Mun name: Vani OOC Contact: Tumblr IMs (either here or on my other blog) and Discord.

Read more bc length

Who the heck is my muse anyway:

Former leader of the Elite four members and the current champion of the League in both Johto and Kanto regions. If those weren’t enough, Lance is one of the two heirs of a Legendary bloodline of dragon tamers as well. He hails from an influential and rich clan in Johto.

Points of interest:

Lance is very well known across the Tojoh region, near celebrity fame status. Although the same can’t be said for other regions, when it comes to those who aren’t assosciated with the League.

Ask anyone about what Lance is like, and they will tell you how much of a good soul he is- a true hero and an icon of inspiration for younger trainers. However, to those who have to work with him will describe him as extremely standoffish- apathetic towards everyone around him. His family will obviously describe Lance in the best light possible- how generous, helpful, caring, etc. he is. No one is quite sure what he really is like.

But no one knows Lance quite as much as Team Rocket does, as they see another side of him- that no one could possibly imagine.

What they’ve been up to recently:

It depends on the verse that you ask for really!

For standard: It has been almost an year since the World tournament in Unova, Lance is still working alongside the Interpol in their search for Giovanni- arresting Grunts and any assosciate with the organisation. All while still cheating on his wife, and Morty is watching the whole thing. He still has to go to Kalos and Alola.

I have AUs as well Deity and an ancient one!

The normal Deity Au is meant to take place in ancient times- sorta of like everything that takes place prior to the group’s Au plot/setting.

Ancient AU- doesn’t involve Lance per say, BUT his ancestor of 300 years ago (around the time that the creation of the Legendary beasts took place in history).

CLOSED FOR MEMBERS ONLY - Audeity group: A follow up to the deity Au, BUT it is all taking place in a contemporary setting.

Where to find them:

Celadon city: Luxurious nightclubs- only the upper class is allowed in. His appartment in a luxurious condo, unless you are from his family- you are not getting in there.

The Indigo Plateau: THIS IS NOT WHERE HE IS MOSTLY AT, in fact Lance only shows up there for meetings or when a challenger approaches.

Goldenrod city: League meetings with the gym leaders.

Blackthorn city: His clan’s manor and the Dragon den- where he is looking after the Dragonite line population that inhabits it.

Ecruteak city: Paying a visit to his fianceé and her family, Morty’s gym- requesting assistance with his clairvoyant powers.

Current plans:

I don’t do arcs where people can join in, that is not how my muses’ developments work. It goes in my own pace.

Desired interactions:

LISTEN, any interaction taking place when Morty and Lanc are having their affair- and someone by mere luck ends up getting a glimpse of the relationship’s toxicity.

Or you know any interaction involving any of my other relationship verses. (Wink wonks @ the gals)

Just an everyday routine thread- just to see how evidently different Lance is towards his coworkers from everyone else.

Someone butting in uninvited into Lance’s personal life- one thing is for sure, he won’t be happy about it in the slightest.

Any Clairs out there? Anyone from his family? P L E A S E?

A THREAD INVOLVING ANOTHER ONE OF MY MUSES!!

Offered interactions:

Nothing like meeting an important figure- perhaps a meet and greet? Signing an autograph?

For Team Rocket assosciates/sympathizer- I only offer you mercy. Lance doesn’t take these people kindly at all (especially when he is on the hunt for grunts).

Current open post/s:

Here you go!

Anything else?:

It should be noted that this is a Lance exclusively based off the games events. I don’t follow the Manga’s plot, in other words: the Elite members that serve Lance- have no involvement at all with Team Rocket. And he won’t acknowledge any events that exclusively took place in there.

PLEASE, PLEASE. IF YOU WANT TO APPROACH ME FOR THEM TO BE ENEMIES, YOU MUST HAVE A GOOD REASON FOR IT. LANCE IS AN ASSHOLE, EVERYONE KNOWS THAT- BUT EVEN THAT NEEDS A REASONING TO EVEN COME TO BE.

👏 your 👏 muse 👏 doesn’t 👏 know 👏 jack 👏 shit 👏 what 👏 goes 👏 behind 👏 the 👏 scenes 👏

👏 No 👏 smart 👏 asses 👏 thank you 👏

👏Muse =/= Mun👏 Yes I am aware cheating/being a dick/etc. is wrong, no need to remind me about that 👏

👏 I 👏 will 👏 not 👏 tone 👏 Lance 👏 down 👏 for 👏 you 👏

ALSO: Because of a few dash shenanigans it should be said that- unless it has been plotted or throughly discussed between me and the other mun, whatever happens on the dash STAYS on it (especially because 90% of it is crack stuff, not serious at all, and it is meant to stay as such). There is only continuity between my muse and the other mun whose I have plotted things with. E.g.: Lance was being extremely harsh with forstrength’s Silver, this is an isolated event in our verse’s plot. Your muse isn’t supposed to bring that up in the future, because you aren’t involved in this whole thing. I always welcome people to have their muses react to things, but PLEASE It is annoying and makes no sense in a story telling level- when it is brought up as though it is meant to be public knowledge (the same thing applies to all of my muses tbh).

#ooc /#wishlist ;#; Dash games

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searchforthescars · 6 years

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Um if you want to write in little beast verse about Murphy telling Raven he's gonna propose and then have shipper!raven freak out, and like go ring shopping with him or smth (and either be very helpful or extremely unhelpful)...I would read it

Good thing you’d read it bc I wrote it :)))))

Enjoy the heck out of this!

When Raven gets a text from Murphy instructing her to meet him at the diner, her heart nearly jumps out of her chest, mostly because she already knows what this is about.

“You can’t be sure!” Monty shouts from the lab’s tiny kitchen, the only spot in the entire building that food can safely be consumed. “Maybe it’s about something else.”

“It’s not,” Raven says, positively giddy. “I know it! It’s finally time!”

Monty rolls his eyes affectionately, throwing a roll of paper towels at her as she hustles out the door.

When she makes it to the diner, she’s delighted to see both Murphy’s car and Zeke’s shitty bike parked near the front door. Good. She can kill two birds with one stone: disconcert the new mechanic in town and screw with her best friend.

When the little bell over the door rings, Raven sees Zeke’s eyes widen and his cheeks turn a little pink. Yes. Good.

“Morning, Raven,” Octavia says from the corner booth, waving. “Who are you terrorizing today?”

“Sometimes I come here for food, you know,” Raven replies.

“Today is not one of those days, I assume,” Zeke says. “You wear a distinct expression when you’re hungry, and you don’t have that face on today.”

Raven’s original plan to screw with Zeke flies out the window in the face of his strangely-perceptive observation. She blinks at him for a couple minutes, then turns to the counter.

“You two are disgusting,” she informs Murphy as he leans over to peck Emori on the lips. “People eat here.”

Murphy rolls his eyes. Emori gives Raven the middle finger.

“You’re going to the lab, right?” Raven asks her newest employee. When Emori nods, Raven gives her a thumbs-up. “Just a note, Monty’s up to his no-explosives-at-the-desks bullshit again, so whatever you do, don’t open my bottom drawer.”

“Noted.” Emori gives Murphy a little wave goodbye. Raven starts snickering as Murphy watches her walk away.

“You’re shameless, J,” she tells him, hopping up on a counter stool.

He shrugs. “She’s cute. Sue me.”

“Cute,” Raven mocks. “What is this, high school?”

“Are you going to mock me, or help me?”

“Preferably, both,” she says, wiggling her eyebrows. “Now, are you going to ask me what I think you’re going to ask me?”

“I want to propose to-” Murphy’s whisper is cut off by a loud yelp of joy from Raven. “Damn, would you let me finish?”

“I knew it!” Raven crows. “I knew it!”

“Yeah, yeah, okay, shut up,” Murphy grumbles. “Listen-”

“You’re finally proposing!” Raven squeals, then sobers. “Okay. I’m ready. Talk.”

Murphy sighs and runs a hand through his hair. “I need help finding a ring.” When Raven’s grin widens, he points at her. “Chill, Reyes. I want something small, something that fits her.”

Raven’s grin fades only slightly as the gravity of the situation settles over her. “Got it,” she nods. “But, J, she doesn’t exactly have a left ring finger.”

Murphy’s brow furrows. “I know. And I don’t want to make her feel bad about her hand. She’s gotten way better about it and I don’t want to fuck that up.”

Raven wishes that Finn would have taught her some metalworking. That might have come in handy right about now. “You could get one and put it on a chain,” she suggests. “She could wear it around her neck instead of on her hand.”

“Would you do that?” Murphy asks, and Raven has an epiphany that makes her feel way better about the whole situation.

“Yeah, actually. She’d have to take a ring off at the lab, anyway. This way, she doesn’t have to.”

The relief in Murphy’s eyes is palpable. “Okay.” He sighs. “You’re still helping me pick one, you know.”

Raven nearly hops in her seat with excitement. “Obviously. You can’t get rid of me that easy.”

“Where does Emori think you are, anyway?” Raven asks Murphy as they cruise out of town in her newly-rebuilt SUV, the crisp fall air flowing in through the open windows.

“She knows I’m going out with you,” he says, reaching for his phone and thumbing through his camera roll. “She didn’t ask; she figures it’s just best friend stuff.”

“Nah,” Raven grins. “It’s best man stuff.” She turns to look at him. “I am your best man, right?”

“Eyes on the road!” Murphy yelps. Once Raven turns away, he answers, “Yeah, obviously. Who else would it be if she says yes?”

“If?” Mercifully, she doesn’t look away from the highway again, but Murphy can see the incredulous expression written all over her face. “You’re an idiot, J.” She says it with love. “Of course she’ll say yes. You’ve been dating and living together for years.”

“I know,” Murphy says, anxiety boiling in his stomach. He has a suspicion that emotion would come to make a home there over the next couple months. “I just… What if she doesn’t want commitment?”

“Oh, she does.” Raven nods sagely. “I’m her friend, too, you know.” She raises a finger. “And don’t ask me to be a double agent. No fricking way.”

Murphy laughs. “Wasn’t going to.”

“Seriously, though.” Raven’s voice goes soft. “She really loves you, J. She wants to spend the rest of her life with you. The ring, the wedding and everything else is just an affirmation of that.”

“Hey,” Murphy says, half-joking, “want to write my vows for me? That’s some good shit.”

Raven snorts. “Hell no. You’re doing all that yourself. I have to focus on my best man toast. After all, it is my duty to roast you to kingdom come. And I’ve got a lot of material.”

Ring shopping with Raven wasn’t nearly as horrible as Murphy anticipated. Her commentary may be sarcastic, but he’s surprised to find that she’s actually pretty good at this. She knows what Emori likes well enough, he supposes, and she has an eye for the pretty and practical that he doesn’t.

“That’s nice,” she says, pointing to a thin silver band with a rope-like pattern weaving around it. “That’d look pretty around a chain.”

“It’s too shiny,” Murphy argues.

“J. Honey.” Raven shakes her head. “It has to have a little bit of shine. So it catches the light and people see it, you know? Even Emori will want to show it off.”

“Did you find what you’re looking for?”

Murphy looks up at the saleswoman. “Not yet. I’m trying to find an engagement ring for my girlfriend, but I want to put it on a chain since she can’t wear rings.”

The saleswoman thinks for a moment, then reaches for a small tray under the glass cases. “This is one of our engravable pieces,” she says, putting forth a small, gold band with three tiny diamonds inlaid in the center. “You could put an inscription on the inside of the band; she would be able to see it from where it hangs. It’s a little shiny, so she’d still have something to show off, like your friend said.”

Murphy turns it over in his hand, elbowing Raven in the side when she shares a conspiratorial grin with the saleswoman. He imagines it on a chain, resting against Emori’s skin, shimmering there. He imagines her playing with it while she talks, works, or thinks.

“Do you know what you’d put on the inside?” Raven asks softly.

All of a sudden, it comes to him: her words, whispered against his skin the night he fell in love with her. “Yeah. Yeah, I do.”

This was the ring. He was sure of it.

He holds the blue box carefully in his hands on the drive home. Next to him, Raven is practically vibrating with excitement.

“You’re getting engaged!” she shouts for the third time. “I can’t believe it! My little J is all grown up!”

“Shut up, Raven,” he says, but he’s laughing too, but mostly out of nerves. He’s going to do it. He’s going to ask her to marry him.

Holy shit.

“When are you going to do it?” Raven asks.

“Christmas.”

“You’re making me wait that long?!” Raven sighs dramatically. “That’s months away.”

“Only three. Calm down.” Murphy fiddles with the box. “I want all our friends there, but I don’t want to make it a thing. Just...make sure I get her name at the annual friend group gift exchange.”

Raven nods, sagely. “Consider it done.” She grins. “It’s part of being a best man.”

Murphy groans. “What are you going to do if Emori wants you as her maid of honor?”

“You picked me first,” Raven says. “She’ll have to make do with...Bellamy, or someone.”

Murphy can’t help but cringe. Raven cackles.

“What’s got you so excited?” Emori asks him that night as they make dinner. She’s at the sink, washing celery, and he’s spooning their soup into bowls. He made it out of rice, chicken and leftover pumpkin from the diner. They’re the only two out of everyone Murphy knows that like that concoction.

“Nothing,” Murphy says, reaching over to turn up the radio. They both like this song. “Just happy.”

Emori quirks an eyebrow at him. “You? Happy?” She gives him a teasing smile. “Something must be wrong.”

Murphy reaches for her left hand, leading her to duck under his arm in a slow twirl. “Just dance with me,” he says, spinning her again. Her feet shuffle clumsily on the tile before catching on the rhythm of the song.

“You know,” she murmurs, inching forward to rest her head on his chest. “I hope we get to live like this forever. You and me.”

Murphy kisses the top of her head and rests his chin there. “That’s the plan.”

She sighs happily. “Sure is.”

He thinks about the small box hidden inside one of his winter boots on the top shelf of his closet, that little thing that holds a small gold ring with six words printed in small script.

Thank you for saving my life.

He can’t wait to give it to her.

#little beast #memori #bombshellsandbluebells #maskingtapepoetree #thank u for waiting for this katie #i hope it was worth it <3 #sarcasticdebate

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Whirlwind - Part III

Secret Quartet Fanfic

Summary: Jake should be used to ominous predictions by now. Randy should know better than to blindly follow McFist. Adrien should think twice before sneaking away. And Danny should’ve expected something like this when he got that phone call. (Part I, Part II) (What’s the timeline again?)

5:32 PM

Jake blinked the spots from his eyes. Used though he was to bright flashes of fire, this had ended up a bit stronger than he’d anticipated. Even a few seconds after he’d cut off the flame, he could still see the shadowy impression of the butterfly’s dark magic burning up—which was really weird, because he’d never had that problem in dragon form before. He had a fleeting glimpse of the butterfly getting away—white now, but probably no less dangerous with his luck—but was distracted by a startled exclamation from a nearby building before he could follow it.

“Holy cheese, dragons are real?”

Jake snaked his head around to look, finally spotting a solitary figure in black staring at him from one rooftop over. At least Danny had gotten away without any trouble, though since he’d stayed invisible, Jake wasn’t too surprised.

Honestly, he was more surprised this new guy was dressed like a stereotypical ninja. The kind of guy who had obviously never met a real ninja before. Blending in was actually a thing, and this guy didn’t seem to have heard of that.

Not that Jake could talk.

“How the cheese did I not know this?” the ninja continued. Jake wondered if the ninja realized he was both heard and understood. Probably not. “The Nomicon definitely never said anything.”

The name meant nothing to Jake, but it might twig something with Gramps or Fu. Jake figured he’d ask later. As the ninja threw his scarf out—and as it extended longer than it should if magic weren’t involved—Jake flew up and hopefully out of this guy’s reach. Sara and Kara hadn’t contacted him with any further news, but that didn’t mean this guy wasn’t involved somehow. If he could just—

“Hey, are mermaids real?”

“What?” Jake had flinched when the Fenton Phone in his ear crackled to life, but his response was automatic. And, despite that, legitimate. What the heck was that supposed to mean?

“Never mind.”

If Danny had intended to say anything else, it was lost in static. Which left Jake with the ninja, who had closed the distance between them in the time that Jake had hovered to talk to Danny.

“Hey! You! Dragon!”

Smooth.

But probably not evil; plenty of the villains Jake had run into tended to be more long-winded or at least eloquent in their words, and he’d capitalized on that waste of time more often than not. More importantly, Jake saw no sign of the Brooch of Metamorphosis or any of the others that had been in the book, but in all fairness, the suit covered a lot; it wouldn’t take much to hide the Earrings of Creation or the Necklace of Illusion, for instance. He hoped, if there really more than seven of these things like G had said could be the case, this guy didn’t have one of them; the last thing he needed was a complete surprise.

The ninja was waving frantically at him, clearly trying to get his attention. Jake beat his wings for a moment, trying to figure out if he should just leave him in the dust, and then decided the guy might actually have some useful information. It was worth a shot, anyway. And if not, well, Gramps would want to know who this guy was if someone else was going to know about the magical world—or needed their memory wiped, at least once they found out where he got his hands on what seemed to be a magical suit.

Jake landed on the other side of the roof, just to be on the safe side, even though he knew it wouldn’t give him much of an edge.

The ninja’s eyes widened in surprise. “You do understand me! That’s totally bruce.” He bounded toward Jake, staring at him as if he still couldn’t believe what he was seeing. “If sorcerers and dragons are real, is everything else? Y’know, ghosts and unicorns and vampires and everything?”

Jake resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Barely. “Yo, you got a name?”

The ninja let out a whine of excitement. “Oh my cheese this is so cool.” He came closer still and held out a hand. “I’m the Ninja.”

It wasn’t a very inventive name, but considering Jake went by the American Dragon, he couldn’t exactly talk. Against his better judgement, Jake held out a claw for the Ninja to grasp. He wasn’t too keen on making friends right now; he had a feeling he might be fighting this guy later, since he obviously wasn’t properly part of the magical world or he’d know about the American Dragon already. But for all Jake knew, the guy wasn’t at all what he appeared. Maybe he was working with the other guy, even if he didn’t have the same magical accessories. For all Jake knew, the Ninja was the guy who had the box of these things to hand out.

Then again, assuming the Ninja was an enemy was the quickest way to make him one. Jake could give him the benefit of the doubt for now. “I’m the Am Drag. American Dragon. You wanna tell me why you’re on my turf?”

“We have an American Dragon?’ Before Jake could blink, the Ninja had produced a cell phone from his pockets. “Wait till I—”

Jake reached out and flicked it away, not caring that it smashed as it hit the roof. He was not taking that risk right now. “Yeah, that’s not happening. This whole thing needs to be a secret. So spill, Ninja. Why are you here?”

The Ninja let out a pained cry at his phone’s demise, but when he turned his attention to Jake, his demeanour had sobered. “I was trying to catch up with my friend, but you can help, too. I think an old enemy of mine’s in town, and she’ll wonk your cheese if given half the chance. She’s switched up her tactics a bit, but the idea’s the same. I don’t know if she’s working with someone or not, but she thrives on chaos, and believe me, you do not want to see her at full power.”

Jake narrowed his eyes. “Who do you think we’re up against?”

The Ninja shrugged. “I just call her the Sorceress.”

A sorceress. Great. He really needed another magic user to deal with. Like Pandarus and Nigel weren’t bad enough. (Okay, so Nigel wasn’t that bad, but he was still annoying.) But maybe Jake would finally get lucky and this Ninja would be dead wrong. “And your friend?”

“Calls himself Chat Noir,” replied the Ninja. He reached into his pocket and drew out some kind of silver cylinder. Holding it up, he said, “Carries this around. Uses it as either a baton or a pole. I’m pretty sure it’s not a good sign that I found it over there.” He jerked his thumb over his shoulder before slipping the rod back into his pocket. “Something happened, but I didn’t see what.”

Jake knew pretending to ignore the question wouldn’t get him anywhere, but changing the subject slightly might. “You know him for long, Ninja?”

The Ninja crossed his arms. “Do you think he’s the bad guy here? He’s not the bad guy. He helped me fight someone who was stanked. Not that I needed help. I was the one helping him. I totally had it under control. He just happened to get there first.”

Well, it was possible. Jake knew he couldn’t discount that. But he also couldn’t forget about the very real possibility that something might have been set up by this Chat Noir guy (Black Cat, very imaginative; at this rate, Danny was the best of them because he at least went by Phantom and not Ghost). It might just be another attempt to draw them out. This Ninja had shown up, after all, and Jake had no idea where he’d come from. What if he only thought Chat Noir was a friend because he’d fallen for the guy’s trap? The more he talked, the more it sounded like they’d only met recently. Then again, that could be deliberate….

Jake wasn’t big on plans, but he had to think this one through. If this kid hadn’t come by the Ring of the Black Cat honestly, he very well could have the Brooch of the Butterfly, too, or be working with the person who did. And Fu might not be wrong when it came to thinking the guy was some sort of bounty hunter or collector of magical objects. If the Ninja wasn’t wrong about someone teaming up with this Sorceress, then she might have the brooch. And if he was, and she wasn’t even in the picture, then Chat Noir—or his partner, if he had one—could just be causing chaos to try to distract them. Lure them out, maybe, and assess their abilities or use the distraction to hit up the shop. The Ninja turning up was probably a wrench in his plan if he’d wanted to target the shop, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t adapt and figure out how to take whatever magical stuff the Ninja had, too.

Pretending to be one of the good guys before stabbing your friends in the back wasn’t exactly a new trick.

Chat Noir knew what Jake looked like in human form, so he couldn’t pretend to get close to him, but he’d never seen Danny. Neither, as far as Jake knew, had the Ninja. Which would be good, because Jake was pretty sure the Ninja wasn’t going to believe Jake when he presented his case about Chat Noir. And Jake got that, he really did—it did all seem to be circumstantial evidence—but seriously. No person in their right mind goes into an electronics shop to ask for directions to a cheese shop. He had to have been scouting them out. And hadn’t it worked? He knew what both Jake and Gramps looked like in human form now.

Sure, they knew what he looked like, too, but that wasn’t going to do them a whole lot of good when someone apparently had the ability to change what things looked like.

Beware of the butterflies. What else could that mean? It couldn’t be a coincidence that there was a Butterfly Miraculous and that someone with the Cat Miraculous had just walked right into their shop the day after they’d received that warning. Especially since it was just the beginning. You’ll be busier than us once the attacks begin. And he never had dealt with these Miraculous things, which is pretty much exactly what Sara had said.

First things first. If there was a new sorceress in town wreaking havoc, he might be able to find some sign of it at the scene of the crime. “Where did this go down?” Jake asked. “Could you show me?”

“Yeah, but…. Does this mean you don’t know where he is?”

Somewhere near water, if Danny’s question was any indication, but truthfully, no, Jake had no idea, so he said as much. The Ninja seemed to take him at his word and agreed to lead Jake back to the place where things had gone down. Danny was still on radio silence, and Jake didn’t want to fill him in while the Ninja was in earshot. They’d have time to catch up later, hopefully when he had learned a little bit more about what was going on.

5:33 PM

Danny could fly faster than someone could freefall. When Jake had hesitated on the mermaid question, Danny knew he didn’t have time to wait for an answer. He’d just dived. This guy wasn’t a ghost, so it wasn’t really fair to assume he could do something like swim—or, well, depending on how much magic he had at his disposal, survive a fall like this.

Danny grabbed the guy from an angle so he could redirect their momentum rather than stopping it abruptly—he wasn’t sure how well that would work—and ended up skimming the surface of the water as he turned back toward shore. Cat boy was yelling, but Danny didn’t care. He might be able to feel Danny’s arms, but he hadn’t tried to attack them or the body they were attached to, and that was a plus. It meant Danny didn’t have to go intangible yet.

It wasn’t, however, enough to earn Danny’s trust. Before they got too close to the shore or any boats, Danny let go and let himself sink underwater, just to watch.

Cat boy had no trouble treading water, looking around frantically for some sign of Danny. When he didn’t find anything, he started to swim toward land—long, strong strokes of the front crawl. The cold water didn’t seem to bother him.

Danny rose out of the water in the other teen’s wake, flicked intangible to free himself of the water, and reached back up to his Fenton Phone. Thankfully, they were practically indestructible, and that included being waterproof. “I’m going to put him on ice,” he said quietly, not sure if Jake was still listening to him. He didn’t want to risk trying to explain himself. Cat boy wasn’t too far ahead of him; if he made too much noise, he’d be noticed, invisible or not, and he doubted being wet was going to slow this guy down too much.

Danny hoped the swim would be exhausting, but cat boy had good endurance and kept up a steady pace. That wasn’t exactly comforting, especially if they were going to keep fighting later. Danny was used to opponents that took a while to wear down, but he knew how much energy he used in a fight; he’d just assumed anyone who was fully human would feel that even more.

Apparently, magic and good physical fitness on top of that stood for a lot. Cat boy varied his strokes, but his pace didn’t lag much. When he was close to shore and had stopped to tread water to look around again, Danny took the opportunity for what it was and used his ice powers. He saw a flash of fear on the teen’s face as he realized what was happening, but then it was over.

He wasn’t frozen solid, but he was encased in a thick box of ice. Which didn’t give him much oxygen, but it would—presumably—allow Danny to see what the heck Jake meant when he talked about this guy having the power of destruction. Because who wouldn’t use something like that to get out of a trap like this? The walls were too thick to break without something designed for the job, and this guy didn’t even have his pole thing anymore.

Danny added handles to the prison before turning it and its captive invisible and pulling them from the water. He heard muffled screams from inside before it quieted down, which probably meant the guy was biding his time or activating his power. Danny suspected the former; he was flying fast enough that he sorta doubted cat boy was keen on freefalling again, at least as long as he could avoid just being dropped in general.

Danny really didn’t know his way around New York, so he just aimed for a building with a flat roof that looked more commercial than residential. He dropped their invisibility and abruptly realized the entire ice block was covered in a spider web of cracks—not easy to do, considering how strong his ice was.

He started to set it down.

It exploded.

Cat boy was at the far side of the roof before Danny realized what was happening. He flickered intangible again, letting the ice shards fall through his flesh, and hissed in pain. Even with his healing ability, this was going to slow him down a bit. “Guess I got what I deserved,” he muttered, holding one hand just above his right eye to stem the bleeding from where a shard had caught him on the forehead. “Not like I didn’t know he was going to get out of there.”

Trouble was, he thought he’d learn something, like how cat boy could actually do that.

He hadn’t.

The only warning he’d gotten was the spreading cracks, and even knowing it would be coming, he hadn’t been prepared for it.

And now cat boy had definitely seen him.

Danny didn’t bother going invisible now. Cat boy hadn’t found an escape and had instead turned back to face Danny. Something beeped, and the other boy’s face hardened. He moved away from the edge, but not far. Danny stayed where he was, not wanting to make the first move.

As it turned out, he didn’t need to. “You came for my Miraculous,” cat boy said. Like Jake had said, he had an accent. Him not being from New York would be a plus if Danny actually knew his way around the city, but as it was, Danny would have to see how well Jake could describe landmarks seen from the air once they got through this confrontation.

He still had intangibility on his side, and hopefully this building wasn’t too important….

“Your Miraculous,” Danny repeated, trying to remember what Jake had told him. “Your ring, right? The source of your power?”

Cat boy’s hands clenched into fists, but he still didn’t move.

“You seem to be pretty good at using that power, Destructo.”

Cat boy snorted. “Stick with Chat Noir.”

“What?”

“It’s Chat Noir, Freeze Ray.”

“Phantom.”

“Phantom, then. You haven’t won. Just because my partner isn’t here, doesn’t mean you’re going to take me down that easily.”

Oh, great. He did have a partner. Just what they needed. Jake was right about someone else having the magic brooch. Danny groaned. He hated dealing with magical jewellery. First Dora’s necklace, and then that ring—

Chat Noir started running, and Danny shot an ectoblast at him before remembering the other boy was essentially human. It didn’t matter; cat boy was quick on his feet and managed to dodge that and Danny’s subsequent blasts with ice, varying his speed and direction so he was harder to hit. Trying to predict his movements only led to mounds of ice scattered across the roofs.

Danny iced over what he thought might be a door to the rest of the building, for as long as that would last, but he stopped trying to freeze Chat Noir in place when he realized every attempt was just giving him more places to hide. Just because he didn’t want to get too close, didn’t mean he was willing to let Chat Noir out of his sight when he could take down the entire building as easily as he had burst out of the ice block.

Danny turned, trying to spot the other boy, and groaned when he couldn’t see anything, even when he flew a bit higher. “I’m so going to regret this,” he muttered, but he created a clone and both of them winked out of sight before flying overhead to try to spot Chat Noir.

Instead of finding Chat Noir, he found a scared boy huddling behind a block of ice, feeding something that smelled like dirty socks to a tiny, flying cat.

“What?” Danny asked, forgetting for a moment that he was invisible. The boy jumped, spraying Danny with a few stray water droplets as his head jerked towards Danny, and the cat flew through him. Danny blinked, dropping his clone and lapsing back into visibility. His ghost sense had never gone off. “How—?”

The boy—well, Chat Noir, just without his cat suit (but with the black cat?)—scuttled away from Danny, finding his feet and running to hide somewhere else. Danny flew up to follow. There was another flash, and the boy had his costume back.

And his pole.

Which he was currently using to get away.

“Hey, wait!” Danny yelled, flying after him. He hadn’t expected the boy to lose the costume, even temporarily, even if it did mean he got his pole back. If he was as destructive as his reputation, he should’ve had no problem creating a hole and escaping through the building if he didn’t just flat out collapse the entire thing. Had he changed back unintentionally?

If he had, and if was because he’d been exhausted, he’d gotten his second wind a heck of a lot faster than Danny ever had.

Something didn’t add up. Danny flew faster, catching up to Chat Noir as he was using his pole—baton?—as a helicopter blade. Danny didn’t really want to knock him off course, but he kept pace. “Hey, look— Stop ignoring me, okay? We should talk.”

Chat Noir kept turning, steering away from Danny as best he could without running into a building.

“I’m sorry, okay? I think I…. Look, maybe we got off on the wrong foot.”

Chat Noir muttered something, maybe in French since it didn’t sound like English, and then suddenly stopped spinning his baton and dropped. Danny yelped in spite of himself and tried to catch up, but the other boy had hit the ground before Danny had reacted. Chat Noir dove into the nearest building and, despite going intangible to get inside faster, Danny lost track of him.

Great.

Danny flew back outside and turned his Fenton Phone back on. “Jake?” He didn’t get an answer, but he continued on in the hope that Jake could hear him. “Jake, I think we’ve got something wrong. Where should I meet you?” Danny waited, but there was still nothing. “Jake? Can you hear me? Just say something so I know you’re getting this. Even if it’s not an answer. Okay?”

The silence stretched.

Crud.

Danny shot up above the skyline again to get his bearings. He might not be able to figure out where he’d left Jake, but he could swing by the shop and see if Gramps or Fu had heard anything. It was his best shot.

6:14 PM

Adrien shivered. The cold hadn’t bothered him too much while he’d been transformed, and his hair had dried during his escape, but it felt like it would be a long time before he could shake this chill. Plagg hid in his pocket again, and Adrien peeked out from the potted plant behind which he’d ducked. The coast looked clear, but that didn’t mean much when he was dealing with some kind of ice ghost.

He headed deeper into the mall, keeping his head down. He still had some American money in his pocket from when he’d gone out earlier to buy cheese for Plagg, and he used most of what he’d brought to buy himself a hooded sweater. He zipped it up to his chin and pulled up his hood. Father wouldn’t approve, but Adrien couldn’t afford to be picky. He needed to blend in, as much as anyone could, and he needed to get warm. At least his clothes weren’t soaked.

Adrien wasn’t sure where he was, but despite the best efforts of Nathalie and the Gorilla, he was familiar with the metro, and he could figure out the one here, too. He knew where he needed to go, and it didn’t take much to find the metro station, study a map, buy a ticket, and get on the right train. He had a few transfers ahead of him, but that would give him time to figure out his story.

Well.

Enough of a story.

Something Nathalie would accept, if not believe.

He was still trying to figure out why Hawk Moth was in New York. He’d seen the akuma; he knew it was Hawk Moth. But he wasn’t likely to catch Ladybug when she was transformed to confirm that Paris was quiet, and he didn’t really want to tell her he’d lost one akuma and was now tackling someone else who had been infected by a different one. He could check the Ladyblog when he got back to the hotel—Alya was usually quick about updating it once there was an obvious attack; more than once, her postings had been the first evidence he’d seen of someone being akumatized—but he didn’t think he’d find anything.

He didn’t think there was more than one Hawk Moth.

He couldn’t risk discussing anything with Plagg now (pretending to be on his phone wouldn’t work if this Phantom had managed to follow him after all and was just biding his time), but he would’ve done almost anything to at least be able to hash out ideas with Ladybug. If she didn’t know what to do, she’d be able to figure something out. Without her, he had to figure out how to capture the akuma—or rather, all of them—and keep everything contained until she could work her purifying magic.

He’d have to talk to Plagg again, but Adrien remembered him saying only Ladybug had that power, that he didn’t. So without her….

“I don’t know how I can beat him alone,” Adrien whispered. He missed having a partner to watch his back. The Ninja he’d met, whoever he really was, was a poor replacement for Ladybug. Especially when Adrien didn’t even know if he’d see the guy again. But Adrien knew he’d meant well, and he had helped, more or less, and that counted for something.

He wasn’t entirely sure how the Ninja had known to break the pen to release the akuma, but at least that had limited the Critic’s damage.

Plagg had told him that there was other magic in this town, and maybe the Ninja was part of that, too. And while Plagg had warned him to stay away from that magic, Adrien needed help. The Critic’s akuma would have multiplied by now, and Hawk Moth had already sent out another one in Phantom. Adrien had no idea why Phantom had been akumatized from his name, but chances were the akuma was hiding in something in Phantom’s pocket, which would make it even harder to figure out. Then again, if he couldn’t capture and cleanse the akuma, he would be better off leaving Phantom alone for as long as he could; trying to deal with one of him was more than enough. But maybe the Ninja had something that could help….

Someone vacated one of the seats at the next stop, and Adrien gratefully sank into it. He had a long ride ahead of him, and a longer night still, and he was exhausted. He needed to conserve what little energy he had. Even if Hawk Moth—for some reason—decided to give him a night’s grace, he should already be back at the show, and he couldn’t turn up with bags under his eyes or let his aching muscles show in his movements. It was simply Not Acceptable.

And acceptance was all Adrien was trying to get from his father these days.

5:47 PM

“Wait, hold on, dawg, that fight you told me about went down here?”

Randy glanced over his shoulder. The Am Drag had stopped short and was staring at the building where this fashion show was being held. He nodded. “Yeah, why? You know it?”

The dragon swallowed. “I know someone who’s down there.”

Randy looked back; the crowd had gathered outside again. “That can’t be hard,” he said. “Even I know someone down there, and I’m not even from here.”

“Aw, man,” groaned the dragon. “She’ll hate me crashing, but I’ve gotta warn her. Do me a solid and keep watch for your friend, Ninja. If you see him, let me know.”

“How? You totally wrecked my cell with that shoob move of yours.”

Randy hadn’t known dragons could roll their eyes, but apparently they could. “Yo, it’s not that big a deal. I know someone in electronics. I can replace it by, like, tomorrow. Give you something with a number programmed into it where you can reach me. In the meantime….” The Am Drag hesitated, but Randy was not about to throw him a bone. A replacement cell phone would not replace everything he had just lost on his old one, which included text message arguments with Howard that Randy had actually managed to win.

Randy didn’t see where the Am Drag had pulled it from, but he was holding out some green thing between his claws. “It’s an earpiece. The channel’s pre-set, so just put it on and touch the button on the side to turn it on. I am not usually the one saying this, but keep quiet unless you have to, ya hear? I don’t want anyone realizing what these things are.”

Randy took it and looked at it. “Isn’t it pretty obvious?”

“I dunno. Apparently they can pass as wacky earrings on girls. I didn’t design them. Just holla if you need help with anything, or if Chat Noir shows up. I…I need to talk to him. Just, uh, don’t tell him that if you see him, okay? I want it to be a surprise.”

Most of that was a mess of lies even to Randy’s ears, but whatever. The Am Drag probably already knew Chat Noir anyway and he was now part of the setup of some elaborate joke. No matter; he was down for a bit of fun, and if he found more proof of the Sorceress, this would give him a line to the American Dragon. He wasn’t about to turn down an opportunity like that. Not having to fight the Sorceress alone would be a relief, and working with a dragon would be honkin’ bruce. Way better than just fighting alongside cat boy, assuming Randy ever had the chance to fill him in.

He should’ve never waited so long to follow, but it’s not like he’d been going in the wrong direction, anyway. Finding Chat Noir’s stick thing proved that. But for him to be missing…. Was he too late?

Nah. More likely, Chat Noir had needed to use the litter box. That was one of the main reasons Randy would run off from a fight faster than usual.

“No problemo,” Randy said. “And, hey, can you maybe— Wait, where are you going?”

The Am Dragon, who had launched himself back into the air, snaked his neck down to look at Randy as he hovered a good twenty feet above the rooftop. “I need to talk to someone. Don’t worry; I’ll be in contact again soon. Just watch your step in the meantime, ya hear? Something’s going down in the NYC, and the Am Drag ain’t able to completely head it off.” And then he beat his wings again, gaining height and momentum before he shot away.

It was the second time in half an hour that another hero had just bolted on Randy. Maybe Howard was right. Maybe he should wash the suit. He was pretty sure the stench of the smoke bombs wasn’t going to come out, and he’d always thought it just kinda cleaned itself anyway because he’d never had issues before, but this was getting ridiculous.

Whatever. He should check on McFist again and make sure his ride hadn’t left without him. He doubted Marci would want to split before the show, but the Sorceress’s attack might’ve thrown things off. McFist might not be too keen on being caught in the middle of something where he had no semblance of control—or Viceroy to bail him out.

Part IV

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nomanicsdak · 4 years

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Misfortunate Son

What Could Have Been

I return to the game still besieged by bandits to shoot some arrows and—-Now, I’m not sure, but I think the guards from a house nearby have joined the fray and killed the bandits for me. I shoot a few arrows around (definitely not enough to kill four or so bandits several levels above me!) and then go hide for a second and all of a sudden the guards are back guarding their house and ignoring me because I’m not breaking in, and Demokritos has the ‘you have completed this leg of the quest, come talk to me now’ diamond above his head. Huh.

Nobody’s laughing now

*shrug* I’m not above letting an npc or the local wildlife complete a quest for me.

The sad news is that Demokritos’s poet lady friend has been murdered before he can tell her his feelings in the form of atomic theory. I choose the sentimental option whilst comforting him: He should read it to her anyway. He just wants to be left alone and wonders what could have happened in another life. I could have been his student, and he could have had his love. Ah, well. I tell him not to think about the past could have beens, and he gives me some drachmae and a scientist hat for my services. I am super bummed out now. Is there a simple fetch quest I can do now to chill out a little bit before I head off to see the pirate woman for more mom clues?

I’ll just wander around in that direction and do some locations. Also, I’m going to check on Pythagoras’s cultist clue. He is a dude called the Mytilenian the Shark; A fixer who put evidence of the cult’s evil doings into the ocean. Great, a boat guy! Maybe I’ll come across him while meeting with pirates! So, I make my way to another pirate island, stopping once again at the silver isles to get my boat because there are no fast travel points nearby my destination yet. There is a cultist on this new island—not the one I just unmasked, but a different one. I manage to get him with only one bar of health. Seriously, why isn’t my health regenerating???? I consult the interwebs to see if it’s a bug, but it is not. I have equipped a cursed object!

It gives me 100% damage in exchange for only having 1/4 of my health. No thanks. I’m not that good at hitting stuff!

Quid Pro Quo?

Cultist dispatched, I head off to meet Xenia, the Pirate queen. I vaguely register that I have entered a restricted area but nothing seems to be happening, so I just hop across some roofs to Pirate HQ and only notice that literally everyone in the village is chasing me right at the very end.

Xenia

Xenia is not happy to see me and wants to know what I’m doing breaking into her village. They are not down with strangers here! Like—I really had no idea I was supposed to be sneaking, but okay. I let her in on the deets. Anthousa, sent me, I’m looking for my family etc… She will help me for drachmae that I do not have because I keep paying off my own bounties like a richy rich person. Maybe it’s just the game though, because I can now earn money by doing tasks for her pirate friends. I feel like I’d probably have to do them whether I had the money or not.

If there is any luck maybe this piratical quest will be less educational than the last one. I am on the Isle of Misfortune today. Doing favours for pirates because I am being extorted by the pirate queen, Xenia. She’s just going to tell me my mom got on a boat and went to some other undisclosed location, isn’t she? I will have run out of clues at this point.

I am getting ahead of myself though.

The first pirate I meet looks like Timotheus of the seductive brothers quest, except less blonde. He wants me to fly Xenia’s colours and show the other seafaring vessels who’s the boss. You got it, my dude. I easily defeat 2 Spartan Vessels and 2 Athenian Vessels, but I can’t find any other pirate vessels. What the heck?

I go to bed and return another day to find some pirates and move on to the next quest.

This time I have to retrieve a treasure map for one of Xenia’s associates. Easy enough, but then she shows up right outside the target’s house acting all cagey and suspicious. She doesn’t want to go diving in shark waters herself for this treasure, so It’s up to me. I agree to this, naturally, because I agree to any old tasks.

I head back to sea and get turned around, so instead of heading to the treasure location, I just head toward the nearest exclamation point instead. Here I find a stranded pirate crew on some tiny island and they are about ready to kill the Captain. He is super apologetic about stranding them there and begs me to take him back to pirate island. His excuse for this crash is that he was so excited about sinking their target ship that he crashed his own ship on the rocks. Perhaps he’s not a great captain, but does he really need to perish for it? I don’t think so, so I agree to his terms.

The crew is not having it, so we have to fight them to escape.

Next up is the treasure. Apparently these super shark infested waters are very dangerous, but I just swim pass the sharks like Elle Woods getting into Harvard law. When I surface there is a nearby ship, but I don’t think it’s my ship. I am besieged with doubt now, though, so I swim to it anyway, and it’s not. It’s that shady pirate lady’s ship. She is here to double cross me. I try to lie and say there was no treasure, but she’s not buying it. She’s going to try and kill me no matter what. I fight a little, but decide that it’s a dumb idea to take on her crew by myself when I have a perfectly good crew to help nearby.

See, if I defeat her ship with my ship then all my lieutenants that I recruited will join me! I jump off her ship, swim to my ship and get to sinking (her ship, not mine) We all board and take them out pretty easily. I also get to keep the treasure, which was some armor I think.

Now it’s time to deliver the wayward captain back to Xenia. Turns out it is her brother! Whew, I am super glad I did not side with the crew on this one. Xenia is also a person whose bad side I don’t want to be on. She’s like twice my size and way meaner. In any case, she still chastises her bro and gives me his armor, even though it’s their dad’s armor.

Southward Bound!

I have two more tasks, one is to retrieve some of those special expensive bricks I found earlier, (I still have to find more though. At least I know where they are and what they are for this time.) The other is to steal the national treasure from the big fort on the other side of the island. There is nothing remarkable about either of these journeys except for the huge amounts of wild pigs and lions on this island. How did they get here?

The Phoenix Remembered

Money in hand, Xenia will now tell me about my mom! YES. I should have done her quest first! The highlights:

Myrrine was a pirate. Her pirate code name was Phoenix. Alexios is surprised that mom is so cool.

She was Xenia’s friend and Xenia wished she would have stayed, but alas, she had to move on again.

She went somewhere to the south. It is at least a direction which is more than I got from Hippokrates and Anthousa.

Let us see what the South has for us!

Waving on the Wind like Feathers

I kid. I actually have to return to Athens and consult Phoibe’s new mentor Aspasia But, first, before I can do that I am compelled to finish all the locations on this current island. At some point I get fed up with all the boars and lions wreaking havoc everywhere and just decide to go hunting. I need the pelts to upgrade my snake armor! Also, at another point while doing all these things, I notice Xenia has another task for me.

This time it’s another treasure hunt. She wants me to go find Zeus’s golden feather which was given to Ajax and woven into an ox hide shield that once belonged to a giant and though the shield is gone the feather remains. I get three treasure maps to figure it out.

Damn, I guess it’s not the feather from Athena4Real then. Maybe if I earn enough feathers I can create a whole bird. Sorry, Ikaros! In any case, I hope this whole operation doesn’t lead me back to that damn cyclops. I still do not have the fortitude to attempt that battle.

In any case, I’m putting off the main quest to quest for this treasure instead! As you do.

This is all much harder than I think it’s going to be when I finally look at the treasure maps. They are just vaguely rendered drawings of islands with an X on them, so now I have to scour the map and find the topography that matches. Easier said than done, my friends.

I find an okay looking spot that might match the first map, but it’s in an undiscovered area. Barnabus sails me over there and drops me off at a quarry where everyone is ten levels above me, but ignores me. I get a bunch of XPs after I steal their loot, so all those stormy seas were worth more than nothing at the very least.

A Tragic Scene

I find another spot near Athens and figure I’ll check it out even though there’s no river there and there is on the map. Who knows. I fast travel and get a cut scene.

Geez, looks like there was some kind of massacre happening here. There are some dead people and an injured dude implores for help and the sky is all murky and rainy and tinted sepia. Either something bad happened here, or we somehow fast traveled to Mexico.

I guess I’ll check in with Aspasia before I continue with my feather treasure quest.

As I head on, I pass by Kleon talking shit about Pickles some more. He wants to make Athen’s great again, which still isn’t winning me over to his side of things. I’m supposed to talk to him, but Aspasia is first on my priority list at least.

Okay, here’s the deets: Perikles is sick. He wants to go to his Parthenon and he doesn’t want to see Hippokrates or anybody really.

Little known Plague Symptom: Brown Skies

I guess the Plague has taken over Athens and not Sparta ransacking the place like I first thought. Is this the same plague I unleashed on my home island? Maybe I should have investigated that sooner. In any case, Aspasia will only talk to me about mom if I go help out Perikles and get him to take his meds. Of course I will! I will talk to Kleon first just to get it over with though.

I don’t find him, but I do find Hippokrates. He doesn’t know where this came from, but he doesn’t know it spreads through err…bodily fluids. His recommendation is to burn the bodies so it can’t spread more. I agree to help him out and I have to avoid some religious fanatics whilst doing it of course. I wish I could impart my future knowledge of vaccines onto this situation, but alas.

After that’s done, I don’t think I have to actually talk to Kleon, so I won’t. Time to see Perikles. He takes his medicine and is all sad and despondent about Athens dying of plague and Kleon taking over when he dies, and the gods abandoning him. He feels like he should live out his last moments in the Parthenon. Both me and Aspasia agree that he probably shouldn’t risk the travel what with his illness and fanatics running around.

I have to run back to Aspasia now and give her the news that Perikles took his medicines, and now I get to be sad with her. This quest is just running back and forth being sad.

Isn’t the Literal Plague Enough?

I’d really like to get out of here and not die of the Plague, but alas again, dear Phoibe has gone missing on an errand. I chastise Aspasia for sending the kid out in the dangerous streets and now I have to go and retriever her.

When I get to the dude’s house she’s supposed to be running her errand at, I don’t find her, but I do find everybody dead. After I look at the clues, which don’t clue me into much of anything except maybe my sis is sending a message for the cult, my only instruction is to exit. I sense an upcoming cut scene. Possibly with Kassandra.

Nope. I hear a scream and have to go rescue Phoibe from the cult. I make sure to get as far away from her as possible to do battle. Like…I don’t think I can kill an MC accidentally or out of historical context, but I did once accidentally stab Sokrates which didn’t do anything but it did make me feel really bad (and sometimes my horse collapses if we fall off a really high cliff or a lion jumps us, and that makes me feel even worse.)

And after I do away with the guards I return to find Phoibe already dead anyway. Like, I had a feeling this was coming eventually, but it still hurts.

I leave an eagle carving in her hand and say a prayer. Seriously, these cult fuckers are going down. Hippokrates and Sokrates arrive to inform me that Pickles is missing (where did Sokrates come from? He is everywhere!), but I just want to give Aspasia the what for for putting Phoibe in danger in the first place. I manhandle Hippokrates a bit and they tell me to look in the Parthenon and agree that I should probably use their level headed escort before I do something regrettable.

Kassandra, No!

Well, I don’t (do anything regrettable) . In fact I choose not to blame Aspasia. I mean, she’s not a cultist as far as I know. I vow to avenge Phoibe. Sokrates and Hippokrates arrive to tell us how everything has gotten even more sucky in the past few minutes and in the meanwhile Perikles is indeed inside and it sounds like he’s being attacked or something.

Oh, cool, Demios aka Kassandra is there with Perikles in a classic…Oh crap, she’s going to break his neck pose. No, she has a knife. She does that instead without much preface except the usual ‘you can’t stop me, Greece belongs to me etc…nonsense’, and this is a cut scene so I can’t do anything to stop her anyway.

Is this how Perikles actually died? (No, he died of the plague in real history apparently)

After I defeat Kassandra’s guards, I promise to give my remaining friends refuge on my boat. It’s getting a bit crowded on this thing.

First some Athenian soldiers try to stop us from getting on board because Kleon said so. I knew that guy was a dick. It doesnt take long to defeat those guys and upon doing so Hippokrates and Sokrates inform me that they must stay in Athens to help her get back on her feet. I try to convince them to come with me, but they’re going to fight the good fight. I make them promise to give Phoibe a proper burial and on that, the sourest of notes, Me and Aspasia are on our way!

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skyphile · 7 years

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Happy V(b)day!

GIFTS

a pair of whirlwind like piercings, a silver, smaller set like this, for his cheek dimples

matching fish toys for him and bongwater, this one for the cat, a Way bigger version for the… larger cat /:

a cardbox built castle shaped like a bong - for bongwater (google failed me here… )

non sweet chocolate pastries - using the alternian chocolate to make sea-salt based sauce and savory churro dough for the pastry

his reinterpretations (piano and softer) of the entire écailles de lune album - the og album here

this dumb vday card

a pair of luvdisc plushies like this, with magnets on the tip of their mouth

a whole nest! - from the same verse he’s taken daven to. john’s found an entire network of underwater tunnels made from some definitely alien tech, that serve as an observatorium of the sea life right there. the tunnels are mostly metallic, but they have several entryways into the sea, protected by nothing but a barrier you can phase through, but still keeps the liquid perfectly outside. there’s several rest points too, which john’s littered with cushions and other comforts, and one of them even has a kitchen area with a teleporter especially made to receive john’s fridge-like sylladex cards. john knows nothing of the civilization thats made these - if it even still exists - but figures fucker will enjoy the mystery. he knows very little of the marine life of this verse too, except it’s Very different, but also gets it if fucker wants to go out and explore too. the kitchen has a PLEaSE FEED ME button, that sends a signal to john whenevers pressed and he can respond to.

LETTER

In plain white paper, in pretty blue swirly cursive,

happy birthday, and merry heart day double whammy, fucker!!

ordinarily i write a very tender one of these any time an important birth event comes, but i figure it’s only fair i up my game for you - the big perk of landing the one day that should be about showing love and not be shy of it, to remind your important people why their place in your life matters.

so here it is…..

looking back at our first conversations now, it makes me so surprised to see how far we’ve come, from the the nervous back and forth of few words to…. the straight up sin that comes with the… pokemon fucking… topic. but, um. anyway!

for the longest time i honestly believed that i was? annoying to you, some sort of a loud factor that you had to take in small doses, and i didn’t want to give cause to make that worse or put pressure on you at all, so i guess that’s why i never really tried to talk much… i hope this doesn’t sound accusatory, because i don’t mean it to be!! it’s perfectly normal for people to be compatible with different ones in different moments of their lives. and i still got to secondhand see you and sbw work together, and the nice impact that had, and that made me very, very happy too.

now i realize that. we’re actually pretty similar in our origins here, the trouble that comes with opening up for the first time, to sow the seeds for something better, and i recognize that and i’m!! so proud of you for getting this far and, it’s very very nice to share this boat of recovery with you. i couldn’t ask for better company!

and also… i’m just… very happy that the veil of insecurity was drawn away and, well… we happened too!

because from day one i’ve seen you as someone grand and whose opinions i admired, someone who kind of? ressonated with me even if in subtle ways, someone who could shift my mood like five tiers better just by saying something nice, by giving me even the smallest compliment.

your insight has always been! really valuable to me, and to feel like we shared some key ideas on life and stuff has always felt very empowering.

seeing you talk of me with such honest kindness, to learn that!! the way that i am - which i struggle with on the regular because it’s… so easy to feel like anything that falls outside the norm is bad and bound to fail - is something you admire and even strive to achieve in your own terms, i can’t!! begin to describe how wonderful it felt, to have that kind of validation from someone i hold in such high esteem, for something i do without even thinking. so thank you, so much…

but it isn’t just that.

that opened the door to!! so much more. from then on, it kind of clicked on me that i’d been!! dumb and wrong all along, and that my paranoid feels of immediate rejection were. so silly to begin with… and as you helped me strip off that, everything else fell into place and! i found my way to be with you. and how wonderful that is!!

i adore that you carved your way into my home, and i love every second you spend here - i love laying back and feeling its heart beat, and knowing that the cadence of your own bloodstream is entwined in it. i love it when sbw gets teary over the new baby and thanks you under his breath, i love it when daven touches something up in the mirror and goes about how right you were over something you’ve mentioned about color combos, i love holding up sord to slice through veggies and they start humming something i’ve heard you hum before. you’ll always have a place here - you’re already embedded in the walls!

no matter where life takes you, you’ll have a haven here.

and then i love it so much, the ease with which you’ve set camp in my own heart too.

from distant admiration through to mutual support of our out-of-the-norm, amazing ventures, it’s so natural to want you close, to love you with the friendly purity and joy of a child, to see you flourish, to tend to you in ways that’ll help you get there better.

i know this is because you’re so tiny (:P), but it makes me smile to feel how cosy you fit in my arms, and it makes me melt just! how tenderly you react to even the gentlest shows of affection, just how!! fucking adorable you are, and how nice cuddling you is… i hope it’s just as good to you, and please know that you deserve these and more, given regularly and by people who know how, and i’ll be on my toes to volunteer my tribute every time - i am!! that smitten, yes!! to see you soothed down and relaxed, breathing easy and at peace, is such a thing to treasure.

from then on there’s just!! a series of many other tiny ways you make me smile, that you fill up my heart with, you’ve made my life brighter…

you’re gorgeous, skin deep and every layer below that, in either form, in every shade of action i’ve seen you in, and i’ll fight you if you ever disagree with any of it (with more hugs and face kisses, i mean. i am kind of shit when it comes to aggression, although i guess sparring would be fun too?? I DIGRESS…). some of the events that happened to!! help break the ice between us were unorthodox as heck, to say the least, and very… flustering still to look back on and remember, but in the best way possible. ://)

i can count literally in one hand, the people i feel comfortable sharing that more!! intimate, sexual side of myself, and there’s an undefined bond now, because you got to feel as i feel, and more than that, you’ve?? treated it with such respect, described it in a way that? has really made me tear up like a dweeb, because gosh, you?? get it, you understand the amount of love i endlessly pour into them, and if anything that’s made me feel like i’ve made the right choice, however impulsive, when i dragged you to all that…

like you’re a comfortable presence there too.

i don’t know if anything similar will happen again, but i know now that i’d really love to, to even have!! a more active role in it, because! i feel as comfortable with you there as i am with them, and that’s. a rare, special thing for me. even if i’ll!! always need daven to be near to Want to put any of it into action….

to get to kiss you, to get to make you feel good in added other ways?? (gay peter pan voice) would be an awfully great adventure…

but then at the same time i realize how complex your relationship with sex is by now, and more than anything i want you to know that!!! my epitome of happiness already happens through looking after you, through feeding you and holding you close, and despite the attraction still DEFINITELY being there, the best way i can be with you is the way where you’re just as happy as me, and. yeah…

in many ways, this weird, unique intense mix of different ways i’m drawn to you, fits the qpp Experience™ for sure. because it’s its own thing, it’s still pretty wild to get used to it, and a big exciting adventure to figure out as well!! the languages i’m comfy talking you in, and again, i don’t want this to put any pressure on you either way, or for you to feel like you need to?? indulge in any of these things for me to be happy with you in my life, for me to want you to stay.

because i want you for you! no matter what!

if anything i figured!! baring open my full feelings for you here would be fitting for the day and would be… a good way to show you just how much of a positive, growing impact you’ve had on me, and how my happiness has weaved to yours in ways i don’t want to untangle.

how much i!! want to be the same to you.

i hope you can remember this, even when things get rough, but i will never be too far that i won’t want to remind you either!

finally it’s just. infinitely precious that we get to build on all these broad and diverse and wonderful scenarios where dirk and you and i are together, tackling the odds and creating a family based on love and trust and support, and i love getting to spend time with both of you almost like kids, sprawled belly down on the floor with lots of paper and crayons, drawing up our castles and treehouses, our effigies holding hands. it’s been!! such a blessing to get to love you both, and thinking about our verses helps add sugar to this one and… honestly, i hope that our friendship translates just the same, in our own safe ways.

and then i… wanted to say, just how obvious it is, how much you’ve grown, just how awesome the path you’ve taken is, and how?? happy i am to see you here and now, rid of things that had you down, and surrounded by others that get your eyes twinkling and your fingertips typing for miles, on love and devotion, cherishing and respect, happiness.

love and happiness look so good on you, you are!! infinitely lovely when you delve in subjects that instill either and both in you, and i hope i always get to hear you talk about your boyfriend and the people you coexist with, your projects that keep you pumped, all the little quirks and things that make you yourself - because all that is so good…

so!!! here’s to all this… to keep this going and see where it leads, like a bottled message in the current, all those fish that migrate far into the sea, only to always be led back home. i am really excited to keep loving you, and i hope these tokens and these words always help.

stay well, fucker! i love you!!

~ john

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therevaliir-blog · 7 years

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Dice- 15

Text Editor:

- The Administration of Revaliir is very, very sorry about the problems with our text editor. Currently, Darros (Telly) is annoyed at all text editors available on the net and he is building his own from the ground up for Rev to use. SO - until that's done we're gonna have to endure the problems this one is giving us. Thank you so much for enduring this terrible problem and we assure you that… THAT IS NOT SCREAMS OF BLOODY MURDER!!!! that you hear in the backend of Rev. (ok it is we're murdering the text editor). But we're trying to get this fixed as soon as possible. Code just takes a long time to write and make sure it works with our current set up. <3

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Two New Gods Announced!:

We debated for a good hour or more and only two choices remained when we were done. Before we go on to announce the chosen for these spots we decided to go into a bit about choosing them. First: We didn’t choose them out of favoritism. Each has the skills we look for. One of them we shot down multiple times and told them to keep applying and how they could improve. Second: We wanted you to make sure that you knew that *I* wasn’t biased in this. You’ll understand when I get to the results. I was most critical of both of our choices and tore them apart worse than the other two Triune members. If anything these choices had it worse than the other applicants making the scales tip in the other applicants' favors. Now we get on to the god selection: Our new gods are: Porthyrius, the Keeper of the Keys and Secrets of Knowledge and the Arcane, The One with the Silvered Tongue. Xunatar, the Chaosweaver and the Lord of Lies. Gypsy(Porthyrius), does an enormous amount of things for Revaliir behind the scenes. She not only draws for us but she has come up with many ideas for the site that we’ve implemented. Every project we’ve ever started she’s joined. Her activity level is second to none (Well maybe myself). She is friendly and helpful to all who come to her. We were worried about announcing Gypsy as well but we believe that her activity and devotion to the site speaks for itself. Brandon(Xunatar), is a moderator on our site. He has been with Revaliir since the June before we opened our doors. He was/is some of the driving force for things we do. He helps all and will rp with anyone. He is the ideal Moderator but we weren’t looking for a moderator when we chose him for this spot. His lore weaving is some of the best I’ve seen(That we have seen). He also have a high activity count, which we count. He can also rp with anyone easily. This is not the first time he’s applied but he has worked on the things we told him too. We’re glad to have him not only as our moderator but as what we hope to be a long standing deity. When selecting him I sat in a different room and he didn’t know a thing about what I was doing. He didn’t know and still doesn’t know that we picked him. This will be the first he’s heard of it despite us living together. Brandon’s selection is the hardest because we worried people would think I was being biased. However, I am only one person out of three and easily out voted. The others saw what I did. An evolving roleplayer who has earned his right to become a deity ontop of his job as moderator. He has an even harder job as I’ll be over him making sure that he gets his stuff done. By no means does he have this easy, if anything he has it harder. I don’t like our deities slacking no matter who they are. Revaliir is our baby and we wouldn’t put any ol person as a deity just because we like them as a person. Overall I owed this explanation to no one. As I hoped that you all would trust in my judgment and trust me to be fair. I’m doing this because I want to be transparent with everyone. Cello and Whitney agreed with that line of thought and we thought this was best. That being said anyone who gets caught ranting to members in the discord or on skype (anywhere it gets reported from) will be issued a warning. We’ve had problems in the past with people thinking we promote favoritism. We don’t. I certainly do not. As I said before those I choose are what I believe to be the ideal person for roleplaying and being an active leader in our community. That’s all I want for this site. However, their applications have to make sense and I won’t sit with rose-colored glasses. I’ve ripped apart their applications down to the single most elusive detail. All in all these two have earned their spots and I’ll be happy to talk to whoever didn’t get the spots and help them with their applications if they want for the future (keep in mind the applications might change for the next round whenever we have them). Brandon’s moderator position will be moved to Xunatar following this announcement. This rounds out the conclave to 6. Unless we see a higher number of people on the site or someone falls this will be the last god selection for a while. Also this interestingly enough rounds out the conclave: 2 good, 2 neutral, and 2 evil.

Just a Reminder:

Rev is getting a whole bunch of new people! We understand everyone is excited but we would like to remind people that they need to read the rules. Revaliir is a high fantasy medieval site with its own lore. We don't go by the real world here nor do we necessarily go by the written lore of others. 1. Only Gods can be Immortal: Lemme explain. There is no rule on age here in Revaliir. We're not talking about THAT kind of immortal. We're talking about being able to take hellfire from another God and living. We're talking about taking so much damage that your body is barely being held together. THAT kind of immortal. That is why Immortal is only reserved for the gods. No mortal(aka not gods) should be able to take that kind of damage and live without an outside source.(say a God healing you) Not dying from illness? Have cure on you. It's a cheap spell. Don't die from poisons (not godly poisons looking at you Dal) but regular poisons? Get cure again. Heck you can't even be killed unless you give permission so your character is practically immortal anyways as long as you don't powerplay. 2. You have to rp with the items in your inventory. We have shops and silver for a reason. This puts everyone on equal footing. Everyone starts off the same. Even the original staff members of the site started out with nothing but their starter packs. That being said your stories don't have to be the same. 3.We are not restricting you. I've been to plenty of rp sites where you can't play whatever you want. We're literally restricting you on one thing, Immortality. The items thing? That isn't a big deal. If you rp a lot and advertise (you get the x3 silver boost for that) you'll have the items you need in no time at all. 4. No one is allowed to have demi-god characters. Don't even Gods can spawn Demi-gods. This makes all characters not gods equal. 5. Even the Triune is equal to the Gods. We get no extra power but the ability to call mandatory conclaves. 6. We restricted our Gods outside of temples to make it more fair for everyone. Hense the 3 god rules. Past those 3 rules we can't do anything to you without your permission. We can't even kill your characters even in our temples. (because that is fair) You guys have free reign to do whatever you want on Rev as long as it's within the rules. You can have your own kingdom. You can have your own guild. You can do whatever your heart desires within the rules. We don't even have that many restrictions on things like that. We aren't being cruel or unfair by setting rules and guidelines. If you have a problem with it talk to an administrator or try and understand why we have it the way we do. Revaliir is one of the most free-form rp sites out there with its own lore. We truly can't help you if you think Rev isn't for you and we also hope you don't expect us to change Revaliir for you. Do not under ANY circumstances insult Rev staff or userbase because you don't get your way. We're all mature adults/blossoming young adults. If you have problems with stuff get ahold of staff. If you think you need something for character building so you can start get ahold of me. I have 10,000 silver I will gladly help you. There is no excuse for not following the rules, being rude to staff members who are doing their jobs, or screaming we're unfair. You being that way makes it unfair to everyone who are following the guidelines and rules. We will do whatever it takes so that our regular everyday users have peace of mind. This is by no means calling ANYONE out. It has happened one too many times and I will start being the one who handles it if this keeps up. You don't want that and I don't either. I quite like being the bubbly lead administration besides the other two who are regularly in charge of being the mean ones(sorry gals I love you). However, I won't watch our staff or userbase be treated like that. I assure you that I am 10x as worse as the others when warranted so please don't make me be that way because I don't want to be. I want to see Rev grow and become better and also not have a toxic community. Now please everyone get along and be understanding to each other! (Also read up the rules. I posted the Welcome page up that would be a good place to start) Also please remember that most of us do this after a long day's work or in between children needing their parents. This is our fun time too. Sorry for being mean, Brittlez One of the Lead Site Administrators One of the Lead Site Administrators

Staff Breakdown:

In order to better serve the user base of the site, here is the actual breakdown of personnel to seek out when a problem arrives. Please make sure that you seek out the appropriate staff members; if not then the problem will be forwarded to the correct parties. Moderators (Green Usernames): For post related problems, issues with harassment from another non staff member, general questions about the site. Administrators (Blue Usernames): For moving actual threads to their proper locations, activating accounts, moving items, issues with the shop, resetting passwords, distributing silver, having issues with warnings and strikes, having issues with moderators. Triune(Golden Usernames): Custom item creation (Angela Rose), issues with another Triune member, issues with an Administrator, event related problems, issues with Deity members, general questions about Deities and lore. *Angela Rose and Dalenesca may be contacted if no Admin is currently online at the time of needed assistance and either of them are.*

News, Updates, and Revivals:

We've added some new stuff to the site to help people out… and we've updated some old stuff/revived it to check to see if there is any interest. 1. Synth Recommendations + Other Info : This has a list of pricing for trades. Info on a bunch of other stuff like custom items, event items, etc, etc. For more info go read it real quick :) 2. Wish Upon a Star : A weekly Synth Ingredient Lottery that will roll every Saturday has been started. Zanetimm92 is my faithful helper. Read up on the rules about it to get started. 3. The Wishing Well : Rules have been updated to include synth ingredients and synth items. 4. Roleplay Roulette : Has been restarted and I am gauging interest on whether or not to keep it stickied. It was previously left alone due to not only activity but Revaliir getting busy. This is a fun way to get a new/old roleplay partner. Read up on the rules!

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