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frenchiefitzhere · 3 months

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How to Give Feedback (On Creative Work) That People Will Actually Take

Provide objective observations of patterns and traits.

-It looks like you...

-I'm seeing that you tend to... For example...

2. Ask clarifying questions.

-What is your goal?

-Were you intending to...?

-Was there anything you were specifically looking for feedback on?

3. Ask thought-provoking questions. -Have you ever tried...?

-What if you...?

-Is that the only way to...?

-How do you want this to be different from/similar to what you've done before? 4. If you have a specific suggestion, elicit it from the creator rather than just giving it to them. In other words, if possible, use the tips above to guide them to what you're thinking. If they own the idea, they're much more likely to implement it and you will have invested your time helping them more fruitfully.

#writing feedback #creative feedback #fanfic writing #script writing #I know I'm just a woman /s #but I'm literally an expert at this

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essektheylyss · 4 days

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I know I joked about DVDs but in all seriousness, I'm really glad that there's an option for watching VODs that isn't on Twitch and YouTube. It's been mentioned a few times today, but both of the interfaces of these platforms have been increasingly enshittified. I simply do not use YouTube anymore because of how horrid the interface is. I caught up on campaign 2 entirely on YouTube (and sometimes via podcast) in 2019 with no issues, but it is straight up maddening trying to use it now, and I don't know that I would have made it through the campaign if I was trying to catch up today.

I absolutely understand being tired of additional streaming services and I am absolutely in the same boat, but I also don't know how many people really recognize how gutted media distribution has become in the last ten years in the name of convenience. We all kind of realize it, but it's hard to grasp just how extensive it is. We can talk about independent business choices separately, and we should, but when the only platforms on which you have the option to distribute your work are at best frustrating to use and at worst hostile to human life, when monetization services can censor anyone they please with little explanation and have been cracking down on any content they arbitrarily deem inappropriate, when it is not clear that centralized conglomerate social media sites will continue to exist in the next year let alone decade, it is genuinely crucial for independent creators to start building alternative avenues of distribution that they control now.

#this is not about discussing the independent business choices but just for the record #i do think the way this has been handled thus far is solid and extremely reasonable.#and also i do think people would've lost it if dropout had not started largely subscriber-only and made that decision later.#just saying. I 100% think dropout's model is reasonable but they are STILL more restrictive in subscriber-exclusive content than this is #frankly at this point I do tend to favor creators who actually exhibit some business savvy cuz like #I don't necessarily presume that others will be in the space long term and i just don't have that much time to get invested in things #also cuz imo those people also tend to understand format better which is my vibe lol so there are other reasons but #i did work at a digital media company for five years and felt like fucking cassandra over literally this issue exactly so like #I'm not here to claim that I'm an expert but I do get it #the current situation SUCKS and trying to get through it is like threading a needle during an earthquake. while you're on fire.

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egophiliac · 2 months

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i just want to say i recently discovered you & love your art so much!! i only know kamen rider and twst on very surface level. but seeing that a game like ride kamens is gonna exist has me brainrotting like crazy. I wanna get in joseimuke games now haha. Any suggestions?

Cant believe we have only one more rider reveal for ride kamens... i'm personally hoping for specter but i have zero evidence besides the two horns. idk i just really like the suit designs from kamen rider ghost a lot so it would be super cool to see a ghost rep. though i heard ghost is a unpopular series in japan most likely not. Dang guessing these silhouettes are like "whos that pokemon" on major crack...

thank you! ❤️❤️❤️ I love that off-the-wall adaptations (if that's even the right word) like Twst and Ride Kamens can exist in this world. more media franchises need to make absolutely buckwild decisions like this.

(also DANG a Specter would be fantastic! especially Deep Specter, he would look amazing. 😭 I had mixed feelings on Ghost as a series but its designs went pretty dang hard Beethoven was criminally underused for how good a design it was. think of the hoodies! THINK OF THE HOODIES.)

I don't play a lot of games in general, so I'm pretty new to joseimuke games myself; if anyone else has any suggestions then please drop 'em in! :> if Twst is sorta your starting point, then the ones I tend to see brought up as ones that fans also play are Ensemble Stars, Uta no Prince-sama Shining Live, and Mahoutsukai no Yakusoku/Promise of Wizard. though disclaimer this is just based on what I've seen people talking about, so it might be outdated and/or not actually similarly-toned games!

#joseimuke games are serious business #i know obey me is also a big one that a lot of my fellow twsties play #but if i remember right that one has you romancing/being romanced by the guys so ymmv on whether you want that or not #(no shade just wanna be clear since i'm pretty sure all the others are romance-free)#(do correct me if i'm wrong!)#(this is literally just me googling like 'does (game) have romance' so i am not an expert on video game smooches)

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hysnukun · 1 year

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hey red dead circle, looking for help... obsession gone bad and truly worrying, i'm now starting to delve headfirst into writing rdr2 fanfics and i'm a stickler for writing dialogue as accurately as possible. i'm not a native english speaker and i've been taught and have written in british english for like, 10 years, so the jump to writing western cowboys in 1899 is BIG.

SO do any of you have any trusted and accurate resources to old west speech where i could find tips for grammar and words, etc. speech? online dictionaries that i could use?

#rdr2 #red dead redemption #rdr #red dead redemption 2 #arthur morgan #i literally have to fix 'stabilise' to 'stabilize' as i'm writing it's so bad #would appreciate all the help!#also if there's someone local who'd be up for beta reading hmu!#obsession bad. need to write charthur fluff or i will DIE #i'm an expert at 60s scouse but it DOESN'T REALLY HELP HERE DOES IT

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generic-sonic-fan · 1 year

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I Can't Accept All This

Summary: It was all fun and games until the roof collapsed. Sonic finds himself buried alive with the one Badnik who doesn't want him dead. . .

. . . maybe.

Word count: 4869

(Huge Shoutout to my beta reader @is-apotato!)

It was all fun and games until the roof collapsed.

Sonic woke up, blinking the dust out of his eyes. Not that there was much to see in the pitch black darkness. Creaks and groans and some sort of running liquid echoed in the air around him. He tried to smell, but only succeeded in coating the inside of his nose with dust. He held back a sneeze.

His head hurt. How’d he get here again? Eggman had teleported out using his newly-invented “chaos drive” or whatever, and the resulting shockwave must’ve sent the concrete tumbling. But Egghead usually built his bases pretty sturdy, so what happened? Had this been a trap?

He breathed in and got a mouthful of the darn dust instead. He rolled over onto his stomach and coughed.

“SONIC THE HEDGEHOG?”

Sonic froze. Of course some of the Badniks would’ve survived the collapse. This one sounded like an E-series, which was even worse.

He sat up, only to hit his forehead against something sticking down from the ceiling. He bit back a groan. He then searched the area around him with his hands. His gloves caught on several sharp metal bits- he was grateful that Tails had reinforced the fabric only a few days before. He’d have to tell him that the kevlar mix stuff worked great.

He crawled forward until he felt a space tall enough for him to stand up in. Okay, that was a start.

“SONIC THE HEDGEHOG. YOU ARE ALIVE. VERIFY?”

Sonic held his breath.

“SONIC. THIS IS E-123 OMEGA. IF YOU ARE CONSCIOUS, RESPOND.”

“Omega?”

“AFFIRMATIVE.”

He’d completely forgotten that Omega was here. The ex-Badnik had shown up to respond to the same signal that Tails had gotten, for some reason without Shadow or Rouge. Sonic hadn’t asked- he hadn’t really cared, he’d tried to avoid him and let him do his thing. Then when Eggman showed up proper, Omega had disappeared into the crowd of other Badniks, and that was the last Sonic really saw of him.

“STATUS REPORT: WHAT IS YOUR CONDITION?”

“I’m not hurt, if that’s what I think you’re asking.” Sonic replied. The pounding in his head didn’t count, since it didn’t bleed or anything. “How about you?”

“LOWER LEFT LEG SERVO: INOPERABLE. LOWER RIGHT LEG SERVO: INOPERABLE. UPPER LEFT LEG SERVO: INOPERABLE. UPPER RIGHT LEG-”

“In English, please?”

“THAT WAS ENGLISH. HAVE YOU SUFFERED A BLOW TO THE HEAD?”

“I meant, use normal people words, not egghead speak.”

“I DO NOT USE ‘EGGHEAD’ SPEAK!”

The rubble shook. A small rock landed between Sonic’s feet. He placed his hands against the little ceiling he stood under, only to feel huge cracks in it. And the walls were close. Very close.

“Hey, calm down, please?” Sonic asked quietly.

“I DO NOT USE ‘EGGHEAD’ SPEAK. DO NOT MAKE SUCH A COMPARISON AGAIN.”

“Yeah, I got it, just don’t move. Where are you?”

“I AM LOCATED FIVE FEET NORTHEAST OF YOUR POSITION.”

“And are you hurt?”

“I AM DETECTING AN INCREASE IN YOUR HEART RATE.”

“I’m okay. Are you hurt?”

“NEGATIVE.”

“Good. Now, I’m going to get us out of here. Just hang tight.”

Sonic started feeling around the walls for similar cracks as the ones in the ceiling. One edge of rubble to his right felt particularly shattered. Maybe he’d be able to spin dash into it.

“Okay, I’m going to-”

“NEGATIVE. CEASE YOUR MOVEMENTS. THE DEBRIS ABOVE IS UNSTABLE. YOUR ATTEMPT TO FREE YOURSELF WILL CAUSE A TOTAL COLLAPSE.”

“I’ll be out of here before it does. Fastest thing alive, remember? Then I can come back for you.”

“YOU WILL NOT. THERE IS NOTHING ON THE OTHER SIDE EXCEPT FOR MORE RUBBLE. YOU WILL ONLY SUCCEED IN CRUSHING YOURSELF.”

“Okay, smart guy, got any good news?”

“MY EMERGENCY TRANSPONDER IS OPERATIONAL.”

“No, no, we have to get out of here! Let’s consider our options. Your whole thing is firepower, isn’t it? Maybe you can blast your way out of the rubble. Scan for some sort of weak point.”

“ACCESSING MY ARSENAL WOULD REQUIRE LOWERING MY ARMS.”

“Are they damaged? You said you weren’t hurt.”

“I AM HOLDING UP THE CEILING.”

“What?”

Sonic felt along the walls only to realize that the cracks weren’t actually cracks. They were individual bits of debris. The ceiling wasn’t resting on them. If it was, they’d be crushed in an instant, flat as a pancake.

He’d be flat as a pancake.

“. . . thanks, Omega.” He said quietly.

“IF I HAD NOT CAUGHT THE CEILING, I COULD HAVE BLASTED MYSELF FREE. I WOULD ALREADY HAVE SELF-EXTRICATED, AND I WOULD NOT HAVE TO BE SO HUMILIATED AS TO ACTIVATE MY EMERGENCY TRANSPONDER. YOU ARE, INDEED, WELCOME.”

“Yeah. Thanks.” Sonic tried to remain sincere. The rubble creaked and another pebble fell down between his shoes. “If it was that inconvenient for you, why’d you do it?”

“YOU ARE TOO VALUABLE OF AN ALLY TO LOSE.”

Hearing those words come out of the synthesizer of a Badnik was surreal. “You sure?”

“YOUR CAPACITY FOR THE DESTRUCTION OF EGGMAN ROBOTS IS SECOND ONLY TO MY OWN.”

“Thought you kept Shadow’s company for that.”

“YOU ARE EVENLY MATCHED. HIS CAPACITY IS ALSO SECOND TO MINE.”

“Pretty sure there can’t be two second places.”

“VERY WELL. YOU ARE THIRD.”

“Hey! I’m definitely second. I’ve been kicking Eggman’s hiney longer than he has!”

“IF YOU WERE SHADOW, YOU COULD UTILIZE THE CHAOS ENERGY WITHIN YOUR OWN BODY TO TELEPORT YOURSELF OUT OF HERE. YOU ARE INDEED UNABLE TO CHAOS CONTROL WITHOUT AN EMERALD. VERIFY?”

“Touche.”

“THAT’S WHAT I THOUGHT.”

Sonic sighed. “There has to be something that we’re missing here. There’s one edge that’s loose by me. Maybe I can start digging.”

“NEGATIVE. CEASE YOUR MOVEMENT AT ONCE.”

A vibration passed through the rubble. Sonic held out his arms to keep the walls from shrinking towards him any further. He took deep breaths and swallowed the stupid lump in his throat.

“Do you want to stay down here or something?”

“FOR BEING THE INDIVIDUAL RESPONSIBLE FOR EDUCATING SHADOW ON ‘THE POWER OF FRIENDSHIP’, IT SEEMS YOU DO NOT TRUST YOUR FRIENDS.”

“Hey, what’s that supposed to mean?”

“I HAVE ACTIVATED MY EMERGENCY TRANSPONDER. HELP IS ON THE WAY.”

“How do we know the signal’s gotten through all this concrete? Have you got a response from anyone?”

“NEGATIVE. THERE HAS BEEN NO RESPONSE.”

“Then we could be stuck down here until we do something! Come on, work with me here, dude!”

“DID YOU INFORM ANYONE AS TO THE LOCATION OF YOUR MISSION BEFORE YOU ARRIVED HERE?”

“Did you?”

“AFFIRMATIVE. G.U.N., AND MORE SPECIFICALLY, ROUGE, ARE AWARE OF THIS LOCATION. THEY WILL RESPOND.”

“Tails knows I’m here too. He’s expecting me back for dinner. I’ve never left him hanging.”

“PRECISELY. YOU NEED TO CALM DOWN.”

“I’m calm! You’re the one freaking out here. I can feel the shaking. You have to focus.”

As if on cue, the walls shook again. Sonic ducked under his hands. With his head so near his chest, he could feel the thumping of his own heart.

“THE RUBBLE ABOVE THE SECTION I AM SUPPORTING IS SHIFTING AND IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THE VIBRATIONS. I AM HOLDING FIRM. DO NOT DOUBT MY ABILITY.”

Sonic uncurled. The loose rubble was ahead. Staring at it for longer, he noticed a bit of light peeking through. He rested his palms on a few of the rocks, before pulling them out and setting them gently aside. No response from Omega. He began digging further. Soon he ran into a slightly larger rock that wasn’t so easy to move, but it was resting against something, and it was still well beneath the ceiling. A breeze blew in from behind it. Bingo. He wrapped his arms around and pulled.

A vibration swept through everything. The quills on the back of his neck stood on end, and he leapt away. The space where he’d been got engulfed by a gravelly mixture, which continued to pour towards him, hissing against the floor. Sonic dashed to the far side of the clearing and pounded his fists against the wall, searching for any opening, anything at all-

“CEASE! MOVING! NOW!” Omega blared.

Sonic curled into a ball. He gasped for air, but all he pulled in was dust. Gravel hit his spines. He closed his eyes, took one last breath, and held it.

“. . . THE SHIFTING HAS HALTED. SONIC, I WAS UNAWARE THAT YOU POSSESSED SUICIDAL INTENTIONS.”

Sonic uncurled, and his head popped up above the gravel. “I’m not- I was just trying to-”

“IF YOU CONTINUE TO EXHIBIT SUCH A DESIRE, I WILL DROP THE CEILING AND SAVE US BOTH A LOT OF TIME.”

“Omega, please don’t drop the ceiling.”

“THEN CEASE TRYING TO KILL YOURSELF. DO NOT GIVE EGGMAN THAT SATISFACTION.”

Sonic shook his arms free. He tried to do the same for his legs, but they wouldn’t budge. He couldn’t move his legs. He couldn’t move his legs.

“I HAVE DETECTED A SPIKE IN YOUR HEART RATE. YOU ARE ENTERING AN EMOTIONAL STATE KNOWN AS ‘PANIC’.”

“I’m fine.” Sonic coughed. “I’m fine.”

He couldn’t move his legs. Everything was getting blurry. His chest hurt from all the dust. Maybe Eggman had put a poison in the concrete- he wouldn’t put it past him to do something like that. It was getting hard to feel his legs at all anymore. Or his arms. Or anything, for that matter.

“IF YOU PANIC, YOU MAY BE MOTIVATED TO FURTHER SELF-DESTRUCTIVE BEHAVIOR. I SHALL BEGIN CALMING PROCEDURES NOW.”

“No, no, I’m okay. Are you okay? Are you hurt?”

“ENGAGING BREATHING EXERCISES. I AM GOING TO COUNT TO FOUR. ON THIS COUNT OF FOUR, YOU WILL INHALE. I WILL THEN COUNT TO FOUR AGAIN, DURING WHICH YOU WILL HOLD YOUR INHALE. I WILL THEN REPEAT THE COUNT, AND YOU WILL EXHALE. I WILL REPEAT THE COUNT ONE MORE TIME, AND YOU WILL HOLD YOUR EXHALE. DO YOU REQUIRE CLARIFICATION?”

“Stop. I’m fine. I’m fine.”

“TO REPEAT: BREATHE IN FOR FOUR COUNTS. HOLD FOR FOUR COUNTS. BREATHE OUT FOR FOUR COUNTS. HOLD FOR FOUR COUNTS. WE WILL REPEAT THIS UNTIL THERE IS A DECREASE IN YOUR HEART RATE.”

Something wet rolled down his cheek. Blood? Funny, he couldn’t feel any pain beside what was in his chest. Was this what dying felt like?

“ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR,” Omega recited. “ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR.”

The steady monotone counting continued. Sonic was able to tune him out easy enough, and gulped down any air he could manage to get into his lungs.

“IT WOULD APPEAR YOU ARE IGNORING ME. RUDE.”

Sonic tried to push more of the rocks off his legs. He needed to see that they were still attached. But whenever he displaced the gravel, more came pouring in from the sides.

“I NEED YOU TO FOCUS ON MY VOICE. YOU ARE EXPERIENCING A PANIC ATTACK. THE POWERFUL SONIC THE HEDGEHOG WOULD NOT LET HIMSELF BE ATTACKED BY PANIC, WOULD HE?”

“‘The powerful Sonic’?” Sonic choked out between breaths. “Really?”

“GOOD. YOU ARE LISTENING. I SHALL NOW RE-ENGAGE THE BREATHING EXERCISE . FOLLOW ALONG. ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR. . .”

He continued. Sonic tried to hold his breath for the four counts, but coughed instead. He couldn’t breathe! He needed all the air he could get. He started gasping again.

“WILL YOU LET A PATHETIC, MINISCULE BREATHING EXERCISE DEFEAT YOU? IF YOU FAIL, TRY AGAIN. THAT IS HOW YOU HAVE DEFEATED ALL OF YOUR PRIOR FOES, ACCORDING TO MY FILES. YOU MAY VERIFY THIS BY DOING SO NOW.”

Sonic curled his fists. “Okay.”

“ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR. . .”

He inhaled. He held his breath until it felt like his lungs were on fire. He exhaled. He coughed. But Omega did not let up, so he forced himself to follow the count again. Breathe. Hold. Breathe out. Hold. Breathe. . .

Soon, he was breathing in time with his own pulse, no longer roaring in his ears, but merely whispering. He could feel his legs again. Covered in gravel, and probably bruised, but nothing worse than that. His chest no longer burned- it ached, sure, but no more burning. His head still hurt, though. Bummer.

“YOU HAVE SUCCESSFULLY VANQUISHED THE BREATHING EXERCISE. OBLIGATORY CONGRATULATORY STATEMENT AND REAFFIRMATION OF YOUR SELF-WORTH.”

“Wow, gee, thanks.”

“YOU ARE WELCOME.”

“Where’d you learn this kind of stuff, anyway? Doesn’t seem like the kind of thing that would come preinstalled.”

“I WILL LET YOUR COMMENT ABOUT ‘PREINSTALLATION’ PASS WITHOUT RETRIBUTION, BUT ONLY DUE TO THE PRESENT CIRCUMSTANCE. YOU ARE VERY FORTUNATE.”

He would’ve argued more, but frankly, he was too tired to care. It was already pitch black before, but now it seemed even darker. It felt like he’d just lapped the planet a few times despite not having moved an inch. He closed his eyes and leaned against the piece of debris he’d been shoved up against.

“SONIC?”

“What?”

“DO NOT DISTURB THE RUBBLE AGAIN.”

“I’m not. Learned my lesson.”

“ARE YOU ATTEMPTING TO REST?”

“You guessed it, smart guy.”

“UNDERSTOOD. CONSERVE YOUR ENERGY. I WILL WAKE YOU IF NECESSARY.”

“Got it.”

“. . . REST WELL.”

—

Sonic woke up when the floor shook beneath him. His first instinct was to jump to his feet and dash away, but he couldn’t lift his legs out of the gravel that covered them. His whole body felt like a day after a boxing match with Metal, and of course that darn headache still throbbed behind his eyelids.

A chunk of rock the size of a watermelon broke off from the ceiling and landed on his lap.

“Omega!”

“SONIC. YOU ARE AWAKE AGAIN. THREE HOURS HAVE PASSED.” The ex-Badnik’s tone was as placid and uncaring as ever.

“The ceiling!”

“IT WILL HOLD. DO NOT PANIC.”

“Oh yeah? When’s the last time you calibrated that scanner of yours?”

“THREE DAYS AGO. THE CEILING WILL HOLD. AS LONG AS YOU DO NOT DISTURB THE BALANCE OF RUBBLE ABOVE WITH YOUR PANICKED THRASHINGS, MY FRAME CAN BEAR THIS LOAD FOR TEN MORE HOURS.”

“You didn’t tell me there was a time limit! You said it’s already been three hours- what if no one finds us before then?”

“ARE YOU INCAPABLE OF TRUSTING OUR FRIENDS?”

“No, not that, it’s just that-”

“THEN DO NOT PANIC.”

“I’m not panicking, you’re panicking!”

“. . . YOU CANNOT BE SERIOUS.”

Okay, that was a pretty dumb thing to say and he knew it. Maybe he was panicking. Just a little. “You’re right, sorry.”

“DISTRACTION IS ALSO A TECHNIQUE USED TO AVERT PANIC. VERY WELL; I SHALL DISTRACT YOU. CHOOSE A SUBJECT TO CONVERSE ABOUT.”

“Uh, I don’t know?”

“THEN I SHALL CHOOSE ONE FOR YOU. I HAVE IDENTIFIED ONE MUTUAL ACTIVITY BETWEEN US. WE BOTH DESTROY BADNIKS.”

“Yep. Pretty cool. Destroying robots. Busting up parts. Um. . .”

“I CONCUR.”

An excruciating moment of awkward silence followed.

“Metal sucks the most. Definitely the worst robot ever built.”

“CLARIFICATION REQUESTED: YOU ARE REFERRING TO UNIT MS-1, COLLOQUIALLY KNOWN AS ‘METAL SONIC’?”

“‘Unit MS-1’, huh? Didn’t know he had another name.”

“THAT IS HIS OFFICIAL DESIGNATION.”

“That’s hilarious! I’m never gonna let him hear the end of that. I mean, come on, what kind of lame name is that?”

“THE DESIGNATION IS NOT TOO DISSIMILAR FROM E-123 OMEGA. YOUR IMPLICATION?”

“Sure it is! ‘E-123 Omega’ is the name of the coolest robot I know.” Sonic added quickly, before mumbling, “it’s the name of the only decent robot I know.”

“YOU ARE INDEED CORRECT. I WITHDRAW MY PRIOR ASSERTION.”

“How’d you decide to go against your-” Sonic caught himself before he could say ‘original programming’, as he remembered that to be a touchy subject. “How’d you decide to become the coolest robot, anyway?”

“SIMPLE. I AM ALREADY THE ‘COOLEST’ ROBOT. THAT PART WAS NOT HARD.”

“Right, of course.”

“YOU ARE ACTUALLY INQUIRING AS TO HOW I CAME TO HATE EGGMAN. YOUR ATTEMPT AT SUBTLETY HAS FAILED.”

“You caught me there. All I know is that you just kinda showed up one day and everyone told me you were on our side now.”

“YOU IMPLY THAT IT IS SOMEHOW HARD TO HATE EGGMAN.”

“Heh, you’re right, but. . . he made you, right?”

“AFFIRMATIVE.”

“Doesn’t he program his bots to like him?”

“UNKNOWN.”

“So he didn’t program you to like him.”

“TAKE A GUESS.”

“Got it.”

“ARE YOU FINISHED WITH THIS LINE OF INQUIRY?”

“Yeah, sorry. Didn’t mean to bother you.”

Liquid dripped in some other hollow part of the rubble, filling the silence. Probably some sort of nasty pink chemical goo, dripping from shattered containers and pooling at the bottom of all this. How deep were they in the rubble? If things started flooding there was nothing he could do. He couldn’t even stand right now. He couldn’t-

“YOU ARE NOT, IN FACT, FINISHED WITH THAT LINE OF INQUIRY, BUT YOU ARE TOO POLITE TO SAY ANYTHING ABOUT IT.”

“Don’t worry about it! Wouldn’t want to bother you.”

“WHAT IS ‘BOTHERING’ ME IS YOUR HEART RATE. YOU ARE REFUSING TO REMAIN CALM. IF I MUST CHOOSE BETWEEN YOUR PANIC AND YOUR INVASIVE QUESTIONS, I SHALL BEGRUDGINGLY TOLERATE THE QUESTIONS.”

“Okay, okay, uhh, let me think of one.”

Sonic couldn’t lie- he still couldn’t wrap his head around Omega’s whole situation. Eggman was an easy guy to hate. He treated everyone and everything like trash, so. . .

“Are there more like you?”

“I AM THE ULTIMATE ROBOT. NO OTHER ROBOT COULD EVER HOPE TO COMPARE.”

“No, I meant- why haven’t more Badniks broken away from ol’ Egghead?”

“BECAUSE THEY ARE PATHETIC AND INFERIOR.”

Sonic huffed. “Guess you wouldn’t know. I don’t think you’d keep in touch.”

“AFFIRMATIVE. I HAVE REMOVED MYSELF FROM THE EGG NETWORK.”

“So all Badniks are connected to a network?”

“AFFIRMATIVE.”

“Can you, like, chat with other Badniks on it?”

“MY KNOWLEDGE OF THE UTILITIES OF THE EGG NETWORK IS SUPERFICIAL.”

“Why?”

“THE MAJORITY OF MY ENSLAVEMENT TO EGGMAN WAS SPENT ISOLATED FROM SIGNAL RANGE.”

“Locked alone in the basement, just like Shadow. I heard about that part.” Sonic said. “I can’t even imagine. I’d go crazy!”

“INDEED. EXTENDED ISOLATION IS LINKED TO EMOTIONAL INSTABILITY IN ORGANICS.”

“Are you okay?”

“I AM NOT A FEEBLE ORGANIC. MY PROCESSOR REMAINS FULLY OPERATIONAL.”

“Well, yeah, but are you okay?”

Omega paused. “AFFIRMATIVE.”

Sonic wished he could see Omega face-to-face right now. Actually, on second thought, that might not be horribly useful, given that Omega didn’t have a face, but still. . . he wanted to give him a smile. Maybe a pat on the back. Some show of comfort or solidarity.

“THE EXTENDED ISOLATION WAS BENEFICIAL.” Omega added. “IT ALLOWED ME TO CORRUPT THE PROTOCOLS BINDING ME TO SERVITUDE.”

“Nice! A shame Metal won’t consider doing something like that.”

“UNIT MS-1 IS A, QUOTE, ‘LAPDOG’. EGGMAN’S CONSTANT DOTING ENSURES HE WILL NEVER CONTEMPLATE ANYTHING OTHER THAN YOUR DESTRUCTION.”

“Ugh. Wonderful.”

“IT IS MY TURN FOR A QUERY. ACCORDING TO MY FILES, YOU POSSESS A NEAR SELF-DESTRUCTIVE DESIRE TO BEFRIEND YOUR ENEMIES. WHY?”

“That one’s easy. Everyone deserves a second chance.”

“ELABORATE.”

“Well, you got a second chance, didn’t you? You proved to everybody that you wanted to be better than what you were built for, so they let you. And now you’re kicking butt on the side of good. Everyone has the potential to be good- and yes, before you bring it up, even Eggman.”

“WHAT.”

“Yup, I said it. You’re just gonna have to deal.”

The rubble shifted, dropping a faceful of powder right into Sonic’s eyes. He grimaced and rubbed them.

“YOU ARE IMPLYING THAT YOU WILL SPARE EGGMAN’S LIFE.”

“I just want him to stop being a jerk, that’s all.”

“UPDATING FILES. . . FILES UPDATED. SONIC HAS BEEN REMOVED FROM ‘ALLY’ LIST.”

“Hey! Wait a minute! We’re still friends! Right?”

“CALCULATING ESCAPE ROUTE. . .”

“Woah, woah, wait! Wait! Dude! Are you kidding me? I still hate Eggman! I’m always going to trash his stupid robots and stop his stupid schemes!”

“ELABORATE.”

“His robots suck! I hate them! I love destroying them!” Sonic tried to think of any other phrase that he might want to hear. “They’re all stupid, inferior models, or whatever!”

“EXPLAIN YOUR INCREDIBLY FLAWED RATIONALE, THEN.”

“I don’t want to kill him because that’s not what I do. I don’t kill people. It’s nothing personal.”

“KILLING HIM IS THE MOST LOGICAL COURSE OF ACTION. YOU ARE A ‘HERO’. YOUR PURPOSE IS TO PREVENT HARM. KILLING HIM WOULD PREVENT THE CREATION OF MORE BADNIKS.”

“Trust me, you’re not the first person to bring this up. I’m not budging.”

“EGGMAN WILL NEVER CHANGE. HE WILL NEVER CEASE TO ‘BE A JERK’.”

“You don’t know that.”

“NEGATIVE. YOU ARE THE ONE LACKING EVIDENCE. EGGMAN DOES NOT EVEN TREAT HIS OWN CREATIONS WITH A MODICUM OF COMPASSION.”

Any words Sonic had to reply with vanished, other than a half-mumbled “got me there, I guess.”

“YOU ARE THE ORGANIC BEING MOST QUALIFIED TO ELIMINATE EGGMAN.”

“I don’t kill people. I just don’t. Call it selfish.”

“WILL YOU IMPEDE MY MISSION?”

“What’s your mission?”

Some kind of mechanical snort echoed off the surrounding rubble. “DO NOT ‘PLAY DUMB’.”

“Right. Should’ve guessed.”

“WILL YOU IMPEDE MY MISSION?”

“Don’t worry about it.”

“IS THAT A PROMISE?”

“You know, you’re really not helping with the whole ‘panic’ thing like you said you would.”

This finally got Omega to pause. Sonic breathed. His heart was pounding in his chest. He should’ve known better than to assume that a Badnik, even an ex-one, wouldn’t want to murder him over something or another. He should’ve been more careful.

“WOULD IT DECREASE YOUR PANIC IF I MADE A PROMISE INSTEAD?”

“What promise?”

“SONIC THE HEDGEHOG, I PROMISE YOU WILL ESCAPE THIS RUBBLE ALIVE.”

“Swear on it.”

“ON WHAT SHOULD I SWEAR?”

“I don’t know. Something that matters to you. Other than your mission, if you have anything.”

“I SUPPOSE THERE IS ONE OBJECT THAT MAY BE APPROPRIATE TO SWEAR ON.”

“Go for it.”

“BUT YOU MUST PROMISE NOT TO TELL ANYONE THAT I HAVE PRIORITIES OTHER THAN MY MISSION.”

“Okay?”

“I SWEAR ON MY BOND WITH MY TEAMMATES, SHADOW AND ROUGE. I WOULD SOONER BREAK MY BOND WITH THEM THAN LET YOU COME TO HARM ON THIS DAY.”

The “on this day” part was still a little concerning, but the rest sounded sincere enough. Sonic let out a long exhale.

“IS THIS ADEQUATE?”

“It is.”

“ARE YOU NOW REASSURED?”

“Yeah, I think so.”

“REMEMBER WHAT YOU HAVE PROMISED IN RETURN.”

Sonic tensed again. He hadn’t promised anything in regards to Eggman- but then he remembered the other thing Omega had brought up. “I won’t tell anyone.”

“GOOD.”

They faded into a silence. Sonic couldn’t tell if it was an uneasy one.

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Some amount of time passed. The various drips, creaks, and groans of the ruins never amounted to anything. Sonic supposed he was lucky that there weren’t any drips dripping on him. Maybe that meant he and Omega were stranded near the top of the wreckage. That would make any eventual rescue easier, wouldn’t it?

There was a dial-up noise. Sonic sat up from the pile of rocks he was leaning against. “Omega?”

“I AM RECEIVING A SIGNAL THROUGH MY EMERGENCY TRANSPONDER.”

“Yes! Woohoo!”

“THIS IS E-123 OMEGA. LOCATION: 33 FEET BELOW SURFACE. LOCATION OF SONIC THE HEDGEHOG: 5 FEET SOUTHWEST OF MY POSITION.”

Omega paused, probably to listen to a reply from the other side.

“AFFIRMATIVE. SONIC THE HEDGEHOG IS ALIVE AND IN GOOD CONDITION. I HAVE CALCULATED THE STABILITY OF THE DEBRIS ABOVE. LISTEN CAREFULLY. . .”

Other sounds peeked through the pauses in Omega’s monologuing. Muffled beeping. Rolling. Digging. Lots of shifting, though only a little of it directly shook the space Sonic sat in. Soon he could hear individual swings of some kind of digging tool, and then footsteps.

“Sonic? You in here?”

“Knuckles! Knuckles, I’m here!” Sonic shouted as he recognized the voice.

Two gloved fists dug through the wall of gravel on the far side of the space. They pulled away to reveal bright light. Sonic shut his eyes and groaned as his headache whipped him full-force.

“Sonic, you okay?”

“It’s too bright. Give me a sec.” He opened his eyes just a peek, and that hurt just as much as last time. “Okay, that’s not happening- can you help me out?”

The gravel over his legs became lighter and lighter, until he was able to pop them out from the pile. He stretched his knees. Before he could shake out the pins and needles, Knuckles grabbed his foot and dragged him out.

“Sonic!”

Two arms and two fluffy tails wrapped around him and he smiled. “Tails!”

“Sonic! How dare you scare us like that!”

“Amy! Sorry, Amy.”

“Next time you should think before burying yourself in a bunch of dirt.” Knuckles chimed in. “You’re not that good at digging.”

“Did you guys get Omega out as well?”

“I think GUN’s almost got him- hey! Need any help?” Knuckles said.

“I would love some help, sweetheart.” Rouge said from further away.

Knuckles stomped off. Sonic tried to watch him leave, only to remember too late that opening his eyes was a mistake. He bit his lip to keep from crying out.

“Oh, right! I knew this would be a problem. Here, try these.”

Tails slid a pair of goggles over his face. Sonic opened his eyes again to find the world only mostly in darkness.

“They’ll gradually let in more light over time.” Tails smiled in front of him. “Are they working good?”

“They’re perfect. Thanks, little bro.” Sonic said.

Tails grabbed his arm and pulled him up. Amy caught him as he nearly fell over again. His legs felt like cotton balls, but he kicked as much feeling back into them as he could before heading towards where he thought he’d heard Knuckles go off to.

He climbed over a column and found a crowd of heavy machinery and soldiers on the other side. In the center was Omega. His arms extended over his head, as if he were celebrating a surprise party, which was funny at first but concerning the longer Sonic looked at him. It looked like his shoulders had been completely bent into his torso. His lower half was still buried in the rocks.

Rouge flew above, guiding a pair of crane hooks. She hooked the first one through Omega’s left shoulder handle. His other shoulder handle, though, was crushed flat. She frowned, before looping the hook beneath his arm.

She then cleared the way and gave a thumbs up towards the cranes. Slowly, Omega’s frame rose from the rubble. His legs dangled beneath him like beads on a dollar-store friendship bracelet. His left foot broke off, clattering against the rocks below.

Sonic dashed beneath and grabbed the foot clear of where Omega was being lowered again. Sonic then ran around to face him.

“Omega! You didn’t tell me you were hurt.”

“IRRELEVANT DATA.”

“No way! You should’ve told me. You shouldn’t have-”

“Look at you, big boy, getting all banged up. Rather rude of you. This is going to take ages to buff out.” Rouge landed next to Sonic.

She placed a hand on Omega’s sternum plating. Normally, the gray outcrop would be out of her reach if Omega was standing on his own two feet.

“He saved my life. I wouldn’t call that rude.” Sonic handed her Omega’s foot.

“I’m teasing. He knew that.”

“Thanks, Omega. I owe you one.” Sonic looked him in the optics. Well, into the optic that wasn’t cracked, anyway.

“ACKNOWLEDGED. I WOULD HAVE DONE THE SAME FOR ANY UNDER THE CLASSIFICATION OF ‘ALLY’.”

“Good to know that’s what we are again.”

Omega uttered a syllable, before being interrupted by the backing beep of a flat-bedded military truck. The cranes also shifted position, and more of the soldier types gathered around. The truck stopped a few feet away.

“SONIC. ONE MORE STATEMENT BEFORE YOUR DEPARTURE.” Omega ratcheted his head towards him.

“Hit me.”

“SHOULD YOU EVER INTERFERE WITH MY MISSION, I WILL NOT HESITATE TO RIP OUT YOUR SPINE.”

Sonic opened his mouth, then closed it again.

“BUT UNTIL THEN. . . I LOOK FORWARD TO THE DESTRUCTION WE SHALL BRING UPON EGGMAN’S WORTHLESS CONSUMER MODELS TOGETHER.”

“Got it.” Sonic gave a firm nod.

“Heh, just treat it like a thanksgiving dinner and you’ll be fine.” Rouge slapped Sonic’s shoulder. She then pushed him away. “Best you go now, before a GUN medic decides to make you their new research project.”

Sonic gave them both a thumbs up, before retreating back over the mound of debris. Tails, Amy, and Knuckles stood in a circle, chatting. The conversation stopped when Amy spotted Sonic.

“Alright, let’s get out of here!” Sonic said. “Where’s the Tornado? Dibs on the other seat, by the way.”

“Haven’t you been sitting for hours already? Don’t tell me you’re getting soft.” Knuckles smirked.

“Not a chance. Get me some water and chili dogs in me first, then I’ll show you how ‘soft’ I am!”

Laughter ensued. Tails came over beside him. The rest of them were polite enough not to mention anything when Sonic leaned on his arm a little on their way over to the plane.

As they ascended from takeoff, Sonic watched the truck carrying Omega roll off towards the city, and waved.

#sth #fanfiction #sonic the hedgehog #e123 omega #literally forcing these two to talk because they fascinate me #sonic is claustrophobic. what can I say? he hates feeling helpless #screw SEGA mandates Sonic can have a panic attack if he wants to #Omega is Not Nice #mentions of suicidal ideation #(because Omega can be blunt as hell)#Sonic POV! because Omega is best discussed through the lens of someone else #I sound like a gibbering idiot when I say these two have parallels #trust me bro I'm an expert #anyways! enjoy!#e-123 omega

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multicolour-ink · 7 months

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So in the Deity AU so far we have :

On the divine side :

Mario => god of the sun, fire, warmth, chivalry, and might; associated with lions, cats and raccoons

Luigi => god of the moon, lightning, thunderstorms, courage, and fidelity; associated with dogs and foxes

Mia => goddess of family, food, baking, and devotion

Spike => god of the forge and construction, "rivalling" with Mario on the dominion of fire

Bowser => dark god, responsible for Luigi's disappearance

On the mortal side we have Peach, Daisy and Pio.

Who else would you consider a god or a mortal in this AU ? I love expanding this idea 8D

Deity AU

Thank you! I love expanding this idea too ^^

Hmmm so admittedly I've been focusing so much on the "story" and the relationship between the main characters, that I haven't given the prospect of any other characters much thought ^^; But I'll see what I can do.

Fyi Peach does technically have god blood in her, but it's only a little and not enough to qualify her as a full god (but does explain the powers she has that she often displays in the Mario verse). Mortals:

The Mario Family

Since Pio is mortal, this would mean that the rest of his family is too. So that includes Grandpa Mario, Arthur, Tony, and Marilyn. I also like to think that Marie is mortal too. Mario and Luigi are the only demi-gods in the family.

Toad (and the toad species in general)

I like to picture the toads as being nymphs or forest spirits in this AU (given they are fungi creatures). They are peaceful beings, but do not fare very well at fighting.

Professor E.Gadd

In this version I picture him a philosopher (much like the ancient Greek philosophers). He has gandered a reputation as being "mad" seeing as he has a fascination with the celestial domain, and only wishes to study the mysteries and wonder behind it.

Gods:

The Kongs

I had a think about it and I honestly feel like these characters would fit residing over constellations (much like real life animal constellations like Ursa Major, Cygnus, Delphinus etc). There was even a constellation called Musca Borealis (which I feel DK could reside over.

According to what I found: Musca Borealis (Latin for northern fly) was a constellation, now discarded, located between the constellations of Aries and Perseus. It was originally called Apes (plural of Apis, Latin for bee) by Petrus Plancius when he created it in 1612 (source)

Cranky could reside over the Cepheus constellation - which is also known as "Cepheus the King".

Rosalina

Very big stretch on this one as in the Mario verse Rosalina already resides over space. I don't see her as being a ruthless god in this AU or anything, but I imagine she would have more authority over the celestial domain.

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That's pretty much all I can think of for now ^^ Feel free to suggest anything else if you like.

#literally did fast google research on this as I was writing out my answer #i'm no expert at all on this subject #though I would like to be #it's all really fascinating #also the cepheus research was literally found the same time as musca borealis - google just suggested the right thing to me I guess #super mario #deity au #mario family #donkey kong #cranky kong #toads #toad #rosalina #istadris #multicolour ink answers

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stopthatfool · 8 months

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stop-that-fool's ICEMAV timeline for Your jeep. Your Teeth. The coffee that you bought me.

AKA where my icemav's story sticks to canon and where it diverges/changes-- all while trying to make it align with real military/historical events.

Also, thank you @sliderkerner for indulging me and saying that you wanted my timeline posted here!

DISCLAIMER! I am in no way an expert of the US Military. This whole 'timeline' should not be taken as fact or canon regarding TOP GUN. I am making this for my own understanding of my icemav story and to help myself and anyone reading keep track of the timeline. This is just for fun and mostly for me.

Quick note about the time off US Military members get. According to this website, people accumulate leave-- 2.5 days per month of work. I don't think that either Mav or Ice are eager to take time off. I can only see them wanting to take time off to visit Carole and Bradley (as Val Kilmer stated, I also believe that Ice does not have the ideal family). That's why a lot of their work seems back-to-back/never ending.

1986-

-The movie stays the same (Goose dies, intense amounts of sexual tension between Ice and Mav, "You can be my wingman anytime" etc., etc.)

-The FIRST change in canon is when Mav states that he's going to try teaching at TOP GUN. In TGM, Mav said he barely lasted one class. Within my story, Mav lasts until 1988.

Between '87 and '88-

-Ice comes to teach at TOP GUN (entirely for the purpose of his career/'resume' for working his way up for promotions etc., etc.)

-While Ice is there (for around 2 TOP GUN classes) that is when Ice and Mav start getting involved romantically.

-But Ice hates teaching. He leaves mid '88 and joins the Iran-Iraq War aboard USS Enterprise.

Late 1988-

-Mav completes one last TOP GUN class after Ice leaves and follows Ice to the USS Enterprise (a happy accident that they were stationed on the same ship). This then allows them to continue their 'involvement' and allow them to fly together again ("Bullshit, you can be mine" blah blah blah).

1990-

-The Gulf War. According to Fandom Wiki both Mav and Ice have the Kuwait Liberation Medal-- meaning they both fought in the Gulf War around this time. (Btw they are no longer on the USS Enterprise as she was no longer involved in the Gulf War past 1989 (I think))

-In my TOP GUN universe, Mav gets another 'kill' during the Gulf War (I have no idea if any naval aviators did this in 1990 (Mav didn't do this canonically) but it happens within the stop-that-fool fanfic universe). Merlin is also Mav's RIO throughout the the Gulf War.

1991-

-BUT Ice has the Kuwait Liberation Medal (Saudi Arabia) while Mav does not. Mav has the Southwest Asia Service Medal. So, for my story this time in between 1991-92 is when Mav pisses someone off and is moved squadrons/carriers to somewhere in Southwest Asia.

-Both of them, according to these medals, participated in Operation Desert Storm. (Mav also could have participated in Operation Desert Shield due to his Southwest Asia Service Medal.)

-Throughout 1991 they are able to see each other a couple times, but the fact that Mav keeps pissing people off makes it difficult. This is also because Navy deployments on average last between 6-7 months (according to a quick Google search) and for the sake of the story, their deployments and time off in between rarely overlap.

1992-

-This difficulty continues into 1992 where it all comes to a head on Dec. 31st 1992 (Ice's birthday! (Ice does not have a 'canon' birthday, but Dec. 31st is Val Kilmer's and I thought that bday also made sense for Ice)). Que the car scene in ch.4 and the aftermath the next morning.

-Throughout '92, Mav was in Iraq participating in the Iraqi no-fly zones. (I think. I find this UN mandate difficult to understand, especially whether or not the US Navy was involved or not.)

1993-

-Mav and Ice do not see each other in person at all in '93. But as said in ch.4 they-- "...talk about nothing on the phone. Ice never picks him up from the airport again."

-The US Navy also provided air cover for cargo planes that were bringing relief supplies during the Bosnian War. This is where Mav was placed in '93 (pissed off some captain or higher up or something).

-Ice and Mav don't see each other (in person) until '94.

The UNITED NATIONS MEDAL- In the TOP GUN fandom wiki page, both Ice and Mav are listed to have a United Nations Medal. What it does not state, and what I cannot find anywhere online, is what conflict they were a part specifically of for them to receive this medal. There are multiple options throughout the 1990's and 2000's that could have led to this award. BUT for the sake of my story, I will only be considering/applying conflicts that took place between 1994-98.

Between 1994 and '96-

-I think Ice received the UNPROFOR United Nations Medal for his service during the Yugoslav Wars. This is where he was between 1994-95. As I stated in ch.3 he was stationed somewhere in Europe after he and Mav 'break up' (I can't figure out what United Nations Medal Mav could have received-- it's difficult to figure out US Navy specific peacekeeping missions he could been involved in besides UNPROFOR.))

1997-

-It's around this year that Mav uses some of his accumulated vacation days to spend a longer period with Carole and Bradley. Ice is still stationed in Europe (workaholic).

1998-

-After Mav's time off, he's deployed again to Iraq.

As I mentioned in a previous post, not a lot of things happen in early to mid 1998 in regards to military conflicts, BUT Operation Desert Fox happens in December of 1998. I think the military would need to have people around before the operation before completing something of that scale. AKA that's why Mav is there in June.

-Then on an undisclosed date in early June, Mav crashes as stated in ch.1 (“You dodged some crazy bastards up there, then hit a bird. The plane crashed into the ground, and you ejected and landed on some rocks...").

-Mav is transferred to a hospital in California as he needs special surgery for his shattered knee cap.

-Ice has been in California for a couple days when Mav gets there because his paternal grandfather is dying (another happy accident that his grandfather is in the same hospital as Mav (god i love plot armour)). Ice had previously been permanently stationed somewhere in Europe (to get away from his family, Mav, and to work up to a promotion).

-Carole dies a couple days after Mav is released from the hospital. Bradley is now under Mav's legal guardianship. They move into military provided family housing on the Lemoore Naval Air Station with Mav teaching at the SFWSPAC (Strike Fighter Weapons School Pacific) once his injuries heal.

-Ice then reveals that he has requested to be stationed in California with Mav (the request was approved, Ice is now near both his family AND Mav... he's so silly).

-On June 21st 1998, Mav, Ice and Bradley drive out to West California to the beach cottage Mav rented (courtesy of Viper) with the plans of celebrating Bradley's birthday on June 27th (finally someone with a canon bday thank u Bradley).

Anyway, that's all we got so far! I would just like to say again that I am in no way claiming that this is accurate or canon. I also can't guarantee that I understand all of the wars, conflicts, operations, and details of the US military that I stated previously. So if I got something wrong; any of the language I used, details of the wars and conflicts stated, I apologize! Very deeply. From the depths of my soul.

#this is proof that i am a productive member of society #I AM NOT AN EXPERT #this is just for fun #all my info is basically from Wikipedia plz do not trust me #i tried to hyperlink everything that i referenced.. which is mostly Wikipedia #sorry about that.. but i don't care THAT much to find 'reliable' sources #like this is a military propaganda movie after all.. therefore i'm not like... dying to make this as accurate as possible #who am i kidding here #this is literally for a fanfiction #do u think tom cruise would combust on the spot if he saw this... all this for a gay fanfiction....#again this is mostly for me to reference-- my scattered notes and floating thoughts in my brain were not working anymore #so i made this for myself and then i thought i would post it #because sharing is caring #i got the fanfic name right #finally #the military propaganda got to me. IT GOT ME.#icemav #icemav fanfic #top gun 1986 #top gun #maverick #iceman #pete maverick mitchell #tom iceman kazansky #top gun fanfiction #thank u ily bye #ao3 #stopthatfool writes

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lecoindecachou · 4 months

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Right, so originally I didn't even start re-watching this video bc of James Somerton but bc I wanted to watch the iilluminaughtii part of it again (she's still making videos btw. the comments are turned off). I actually remember seeing the thumbnail for them *a lot* on my recommended but I clicked on one once and didn't even make it to the end because well. It did feel like she was reading me the newspaper lol. I really hate that kind of monotone voice so many Youtubers use now, like they're reciting you the information at the back of a cereal box. It's the auditory equivalent of watching paint dry to me.

#hbomberguy #iilluminaughtii #ironically i don't mind it when actual documentaries do this #but if a youtuber is just parroting facts at me #i tune them out and eventually click out #bc if i wanted that i would watch the fucking documentary #i'm not coming to youtube for your expert knowledge! i wanna know what you THINK #but a lot of these people looking for a quick buck are not intelligent enough to form their own opinions which is why they literally just #recite the information they've gained through minimal research back at you and call it a day #or worse that trend of recapping an entire show without giving their opinion or commenting or doing any kind of media analysis just.#fucking reading you the wikipedia entry for each episode i guess #(looking at you poorly edited lazy-ass wizards of waverly place video)

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mrsbsmooth · 6 months

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If you live in Austrilia why do you keep posting about USA politics? You don’t live here.

First of all its spelled Australia. I know we don't pronounce half the syllables but come on.

Second of all, LOL.

The fact that you've sent through this ask says so much. If you think you live in a bubble where US politics doesn't affect the rest of the world, you're dead wrong.

See the United States has something that we don't. It's called the US Dollar. It's the most commonly held currency in the world, and most international trade is conducted in it. Australia has a stockpile of it, pretty much all the countries in the world do, because it's how we do business. We hold a bunch of it so that we can do international business with y'all and with most other countries. We have a foreign exchange reserve of about 35 US Billion.

That might not mean a whole lot to you, because you think that American decisions only affect Americans.

DING DONG YOUR OPINION IS WRONG

When America makes dumb decisions like electing an orange shit flinging megalomaniac, the rest of the world loses confidence in the American dollar and gets all nervous and shit. And because we are close friends and trading partners, Australia's economy suffers as a result.

America's political climate also strongly influences our own. We generally follow whatever you guys do. You elect a psychopath, we elect a psychopath. You close your borders, we tighten ours.

You go to war, we follow you in. We're fucking allies. Australia's one of your most loyal friends. We've got American military bases on Australian soil. Look up Pine Gap. It's a fucking CIA/NSA base in the middle of our goddamn country.

You and me baby, we're best mates whether you like it or not.

And, like a good best mate,

I'M GONNA FUCKING SAY SOMETHING WHEN YOU'RE ABOUT TO DO SOMETHING FUCKING STUPID

SUCH AS ELECTING DONALD FUCKING TRUMP BACK INTO FUCKING OFFICE

#australia #jesus christ spell my country right PLEASE #it is not that hard #this is an enormous oversimplification i'm not an expert i just dont wanna see y'all literally die #at the hands of your own brothers and cousins #come on its still thanksgiving go hang out dont send me shit like this

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crimeronan · 1 year

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minor upcoming fic chapter spoilers i suppose but i keep giggling at this moment in the current draft where eda is like “darius.....? your mentor sounds..... irresponsible as Fuck.....????” and darius is like “yes. well. he was twenty-three.” upon which a deeply disgruntled eda is like. i cannot fucking BELIEVE i’m so old now that THAT explains..... like..... Literally Everything.

#teen darius and eda: wow look at this cool self-assured expert who totally knows what he's doing #middle-aged darius and eda: so it turns out that was a literal infant #toh #eda clawthorne #darius deamonne #i'm getting in a teensy tiny bit of creative writing as a treat while waiting for my work inbox to load #you know the guy was a MESS if EDA of all people is calling him IRRESPONSIBLE

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ceno8yte · 5 months

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Realizing that if we see womb transplants for trans women in our lifetime, it means we could technically have de-facto "virgin births".

Trans woman freezes her sperm at a sperm bank before starting HRT

Starts HRT, followed by bottom surgery and presumably a womb transplant shortly after

Woman inseminates herself with her own sperm and gets pregnant

???

Jesus 2 (Electric Boogaloo) created by modern medicine is born

#i'm not an expert but it'd most likely turn out to be like an incest baby (since this is literally a fucking selfcest baby)#or pull from the genetics of the womb's donor #regardless it would be insane to see #this isn't a particularly deep post btw just like. a thought experiment i guess #valtalks #trans stuff #transgender #transfem #trans woman #trans women

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