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Rosemary - written in March 2022
They had killed her, she knew that much. They had dragged her away, bashed her head in, dumped her cold body in an improvised grave, and left, without even bothering to cover her up. Well, those details were hazy, but that’s what she assumed, anyway. Who knows how many days she spent with her face down in the dirt, while she bled out and bugs started tasting her flesh? That was a useless question now, of course, because something more important had happened. Rosemary had woken up.
The moment her eyes fluttered open after a freezing raindrop hit the nape of her neck, Rosemary knew something was wrong. She weakly used her hands to push herself up, blinking away the thick mud that had accumulated on her eyelashes. She briefly thought that she had simply woken from a deep slumber, until the nature of that slumber came rushing back. Her head throbbing, she brought her hand up to her skull, immediately regretting it when her fingers grazed something wet and viscid that she hoped wasn’t brain tissue. She brought her hand back down and inspected it. Her skin was tinted green and her flesh was beginning to decay. Blood stained her fingers, confirming her suspicion. Swatting a fly away, Rosemary sat up and examined her surroundings. Tall birch trees, as far as the eye could see. Not just any birch trees, though. She could recognize these trees anywhere. Rosemary snorted. Had they really buried her within walking distance of their house? If she wasn’t so angry at them, she might have found their incompetence amusing.
Rosemary’s parents’ hatred had started when she was a small child. Though she was born with fair hair like her mother, her locks had inexplicably turned fiery red just days after her third birthday. They tied her to a chair and threw scalding water on her as she cried and tried to break free. When the new baby was born, Rosemary was not allowed to see him. They said she would try and hurt him, although she swore she wouldn’t. They refused to believe it was an accident that he sank to the bottom of the river, even when she insisted it was the truth. She had wanted to bathe him, but he kept kicking until she dropped him. That earned her a crown of thorns and a Bible beating, as she squirmed and begged for their forgiveness. Her parents claimed that they loved her, that she was sick and they wanted her to get better, but Rosemary knew better. If they loved her, why couldn’t she go play with the other children? Why did they lock her in her bedroom the minute she got home from school? Why did they starve her, feeding her nothing but bread and water? Why did she still endure beatings, restraints, and thorns?
Much like with her brother, all those years before, Rosemary hadn’t meant to drop the match. She was lighting a candle, and it had simply slipped out of her fingertips. But, much like that day all those years before, a mysterious force prevented her from acting, forcing her to admire the destructive beauty of the growing flames. She told herself it was a force because the reality was much scarier. The reality was that she hadn’t wanted him to float, and now she didn’t want the fire to stay contained. She needed it to envelop her in its warmth, burn away all of her past, and allow her to rise up from the ashes.
Her mother had burst into the bedroom just as it had started to spread and, without a moment of hesitation, she had grabbed Rosemary by the neck and dragged her out to the woods, shouting prayers and incantations. Rosemary had kicked and screamed and begged, her hands grabbing at her neck, grabbing at tree trunks, grabbing at anything that could save her. The last thing she had seen was her father’s broad frame, appearing behind her mother with a club in hand. There was a bitter irony in it all, in the fact that the very people who had brought her to life would take it all away.
Her clothes still stained with her blood, Rosemary placed her hands on either side of the ditch she had been left in, and stood up, hoisting herself out. She stumbled down the path she had crossed a million times before, wandering toward her house, the forest ground cold underneath her bare feet. Her body felt heavier than she was used to as if the pure fact that she had such a body was weighing her down. She had not yet decided what she intended to do when she would see them. Would she kill them? No, they did not deserve the peace that came in death. She wanted them in pain. Wanted them to suffer. Wanted them to face their damned daughter, the daughter they beat and tortured, exorcized and locked away in fear. They believed that she was cursed, but perhaps the curse was on them. Perhaps they were meant to see her like this.
In the distance, Rosemary could now see the faint cloud of smoke rising from the chimney of her house, and with this sight resurfaced years of anger and pain. But nobody could hurt her now. Not her parents, the Church, or even God himself. She finally reached the dark oak door, with its hanging crucifix, and knocked. She could hear footsteps and muffled voices, and wondered if perhaps they knew she had returned. There was a moment of silence, and the door swung open. The woman who had birthed her, in all her frail cruelty, stood before her, her hair wispy and graying. When their eyes met, the color drained from the old woman’s cheeks as if she were the corpse. From the wrinkles on her forehead to the downturned curve of her lips, her face contorted in horror and disgust.
“You...”
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Angst Post. Not advised for all audiences.
TW: death.
Club-27 Demon America x reader pt. 2
“You would be a great ruler down in hell.” He begins to work on making horrors in your life. And signs a contract with heaven that allowed him to take you but made him promise not to harm you once you were dead.
And so the terror began.
It had been a rough 3 months for you. Everything that could have gone wrong in your personal life went wrong. Murphy’s law was in full effect and it was tainting your life. Your parents (or guardians) had passed leaving a void in your heart that could not be filled. You had friends betray you and your lover leave you. You were unsure of how much your heart could take but you still continued to pour your soul into your work. You were working on filling cups when you had no more water to give your clients you were filling souls up by breaking down your own and assuring yourself that your hard work would pay off. That one day you wouldn’t feel the sorrow that had you down so badly. But coping with loss is well….difficult.
And what could you do? Quit your job? Not an option. You had hundreds of people depending on you to help them get where they needed to safely. The pressure on you was immense and as a Consular Officer, you always had to have on the facade of being calm and under control. Which wasn’t the case for you. You spent some of your lunchtimes crying. Afterward, you would put in some soothing eye drops and have the drops soothe your eyes from the torrents that were spilling out of your eyes.
No one could see you this way.
After working for 12hrs from 4 am to 4 pm you wanted to be able to leave and not think about the plethora of people who had gotten on your nerves today either due to a language barrier. Or because you were a woman and some did not respect you. Which was still an added stressor. You wanted to go back to your nice apartment, have another long and labored crying session, and down 2 or 3 bottles of red wine that you would find at your local convenience store.
You were none too please when your ambassador had alerted you that you might need to be on call until 10 pm due to rising tension in a nearby country and that meant you would be expecting another round of refugees to come in. They would all need to be processed and attended to in all forms respectfully, emotionally, formally, and most importantly: their documents.
You knew that if documents weren’t processed properly and people didn’t have them it would be near impossible for them to get any of the care they needed if they were sick, injured, traumatized, or children. These were vulnerable populations that needed the most of your attention and care. You had to carry on you had an extremely important job to do.
You left your consulate. Hoping that the warnings that were issued by the special agents that had undercover information were wrong. Because in truth all you really wanted to do was sleep. And maybe if you were lucky not to wake up when the sun shone through your darkened curtains.
That night you went a little hard on the alcohol and even included ardent spirits that you chugged for hours. It had gotten to the point where your brain and body had become disconnected from one another so much so to where you did not realize the danger you were in.
You were beginning to drown. With every sip of wine, whiskey, and rum, you were being driven closer to the edge. This trine and a little time would spell the end of your time.
Demon King America was watching for that night where after only 4 hours into your alcohol binge your life force was slowly being taken away. With every drink, he was waiting impatiently for your body to shut down.
In the last hours of your life. You wondered how things had gotten so bad. You wondered why you were born. You wondered why you had to suffer. You wondered if anything you had ever done mattered. To you, it didn’t. It was 23:45 and you were out on the cold balcony with the icy wind blowing through your (hair color) (hair length). Tears had been running down your face since you arrived home at 20:45 with booze in hand. And due to the fact that Demon King Ameria wanted you badly the shopkeeper who ran the store gave you a few extra shots for being a “valued customer”.
He wanted to make sure your death that night was assured.
You had greedily taken one of the four shots that man had to give you before you arrived home. It was some British Gin of some kind. Not that you were paying attention to that. You just needed to not be able to feel anything.
21:47 A shot of Russian vodka was taken along with the 4th glass of wine you had beside your half-eaten pizza slice. Left to become a cold leftover. While your phone had been ringing in the background as a slight buzz.
People needed you but you didn’t come to answer. Your spirit had begun onto its journal at sea in a small shaky wooden raft into the eye of a storm. Wood tumid with liquid of the sea. Doomed to fail but not aware enough to back out you followed the voice in your mind that guided you to the afterlife. You had heard Demon King America’s siren song and you were coming to your sealed fate.
22:13 The shot of Jack Daniels a cheap American Favorite. By this time you weren’t fully aware of your surroundings. The world was dizzy and you couldn't walk straight. But you didn’t care. You could still think about all the things that had went wrong in your life and with that you decided to down another glass of wine. You chugged it as if was about to leave you like everything else in your life.
23:58 The last moments you would have being alive and even after sitting on the kitchen floor for over an hour letting all the tears spill out you still decide to drink the last vile of poison you had.
Old Fitzgerald Bourbon Whiskey. The final blow to your human form. The last thing you needed to consume to become his.
Days later it was reported that Consulate Officer (First and Last name)
“Has been found dead in her apartment. The body was unresponsive when first responders had arrived on the scene. The cause of death is still being determined by the Coroner at this time. We ask that you respect the family’s wishes for privacy and respect at this time.“ A live report went out to tell the nation you served of the devastating news. It came as an earthquake that shook up the lives that you had helped settle into the nation and become acclimated. Many began to weep, sob, and wail at the loss of someone who seemed like an angel.
They had been unresponsive for days since they last came into work on XX/XX/20XX. The work they left behind will be an incredibly arduous position with the grace, care, and concentration that they brought to the table. She will be missed greatly and her dedication to aiding others in their endeavors to settle into (country name).
Demon America watches all of this go down in his throne room through his massive mounted television that has access to the human world communications. He was sipping on a glass of wine of his own it was created from some of the many tears that humans would cry over this important public figure on earth that had been taken by him. It gave him strength. Along with all of the negative energy he could feed off of and possibly create new and dangerous spells.
He set his wine down for a moment and turned off the TV. He wanted to stretch his limbs and check on his bride. Down the long velvety black halls, he strode until he reached a large door that led to his master bedroom that was immaculate and velvety red. He peered over to see the woman he was going to wed still strewn over the bed unconscious and still unaware of the danger she was in.
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Character Name: Micah Dawson
Character Age: 38 years, January 30th, 1984
Gender & Pronouns: cis-male, he/him
Time living in Tonopah Falls: his whole life
Occupation: Police Sergeant
Gang Affiliation?: Sons of Silence
Where do they live: Glenn Estates
Face Claim: Chris Evans
Background:
Tw: fertility struggles, miscarriage, parental death, drunk driving, alcohol & substance abuse
The Dawson’s have lived in Tonopah for generations. They weren’t necessarily founding members, but they’ve lived here for years have been apart of the framework that makes up the town
Henry and Juliette struggled with fertility issues for most of their marriage, so when Micah was born, it was a huge blessing for them
They wanted to have more children, giving Micah younger siblings, but after multiple miscarriages, their doctors finally convinced the Dawson’s that they should give up for Juliette’s health
Needless to say, the Dawson’s became quite a tight knit unit. Growing up, his parents were Micah’s biggest supporters and favorite role models
Tragedy struck just after Micah graduated from high school. His parents were both killed instantly, when they were run off the road by a drunk driver
Micah went into a bit (ok a whole freaking lot) of a tail spin. Whereas he had originally intended to go on to play college and even professional football, he dropped every plan he and his parents made and decided to become a cop with the sole intention of getting to enact his version of justice on assholes like the drunk driver who had killed his parents but had walked away without a scratch
He went through the police academy and did pretty well, joining the Tonopah PD immediately after and quickly rising through the ranks due in some part to his determined attitude, but also because of his connection to the Chief of Police, Harold Donovan
Growing up, Micah and Cassie Donovan were best friends. They met in kindergarten when Cassie came up and said hi to him at the playground and were joined at the hip ever since. In middle school, their friendship turned into crushes, and they dated off and on throughout high school. They were each other’s firsts, or so he thought, so when Cassie up and left for New York the day after they slept together the first time, to say Micah was shocked, would be an understatement
On top of this connection, Micah was pretty good friends with Nate Donovan. The two went through the police academy together and when Nate quit the force, his father, Harold, placed his interest & investment instead in Micah
When Nate started getting involved with the Sons of Silence, Micah couldn’t help but feel envious of the family type relationships the club fostered. Eventually, he started getting involved until pretty soon he found himself in the pocket of the club, covering up incidents for them, hiding evidence, etc.
In the years that followed, Micah spent much of his time insisting he was perfectly fine, meanwhile he drowned his loneliness & the huge hole his parents’ death had left in his life, with alcohol and substances
He has a bit of a drinking problem & a bit of a hoe problem in that, he’s a hoe
Since Cassie, Micah has only had one serious relationship, but when Reese ‘died,’ the loss of Cassie, then his parents, and then Reese compounded and created a refusal to put himself at risk again. He’s a serial dater and one-night stander, but as soon as anything remotely close to feelings get involved, he does something asshole-ish. It’s become quite the defense mechanism
Headcannons:
He inherited his parents’ ranch and while he doesn’t keep any animals, he loved having all the space
His one normal hobby out of work and his connection to the club, is beekeeping. He’s spent a lot of time and done a lot of research on beekeeping and now sells his own honey at the local farmer’s market
He holds the record for winning the man vs. food challenge at License to Grill the most times
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ROTTMNT OC: Ume Hoshino
Thanks to a High School AU for Rise trending in Twitter, it motivated me to update my OC's profile with more details compared to her previous one.
Without further ado, please read on to get to know her more and how she would interact with the Hamato bros!
(Above: Ume's previous designs in 2021)
(Above: Her new design for a High School AU in Twitter)
Name: Malaia Ume Bangon Hoshino
Nickname: Ume (default) or Aya (closest circle)
Age: 15
Height: 5 ft
Nationality: Half-Filipino, half-Japanese
Parents: Kane Hoshino (Japanese) and Gloria Bangon (Filipina)
Occupation: Student
Favourite food: Ramen and amiritsu (when in Japan); halo-halo and nilaga (when in the PH); fried tofu from both sides.
Hobbies: gardening/being around nature, drawing/painting, playing the violin (dancing to it at times), and doing sports.
Language/s: Pre-dominantly English, learned terms in Japanese and Tagalog; articulate in Filipino Sign Language.
Best Friend/s: Mikey and April
Crush: Leo
Short Bio:
Born to martial arts practitioner parents – her father a Karate practitioner, Ume is the only child of Kane Hoshino [pronounced as kah-neh] and Gloria Bangon, who both reside in California.
Having father as a kitsune, she inherited powers like sharp senses and the ability to see ghosts and kami (which explains her fear of spirits and avoids horror houses). Much to both parents’ relief however, she didn’t inherit the physical traits of a kitsune.
Info on the Parents:
Kane Hoshino is a 400-year-old Kitsune who lived a life of a humble Karate practitioner.
He used to prank on people in his youth, usually on those who he thought deserved to be pranked. This prankster attitude, though something natural to their kind, disappointed his parents greatly. To teach him self-discipline, they allowed him to travel from village to village to give him a taste on living a life of a human – provided he always keeps his family amulet around his neck.
Unbeknownst to him, the amulet contains a seal that can suppress his powers to shapeshift. He only realized it when he tried to transform into someone else to get into an establishment and failed. The discovery frustrated him and went on to live as a human.
Years passed until he decided to return to his parents, just to find out about their unknown deaths. Then and there, he realized how pampered and bratty he was, and his parents sending him away was to help him realize that life is much more than just luxury and pranks. From the news of their deaths, he never removed the amulet as a remembrance from them.
Their deaths took a great toll on him that he fell into alcohol and depression and decided to even take his own life – until his would-be Karate master found him in a public shrine at night before the deed was done. The master cared for him, and in return, Hoshino did his part in the chores and even offered that he could be a housekeeper. Said master accepted the offer.
It took years until Hoshino was given a chance to be trained in Karate, where he excelled and ended up becoming an assistant teacher at the dojo. Years later, Hoshino gained the title of Master and even started his on dojo.
For years, he trained the police force and the military, his reputation increasing. He may have used his powers at times, but only when deemed necessary; otherwise, he relied more on his strength and determination to get through life – and that is what led him to his soon to be wife, Gloria Bangon.
Gloria Bangon is a Filipina instructor who practices Arnis. Born in the Philippines, she lived in a family whose income depends on their teacher father. At a young age, she became invested in learning the national martial art called Arnis. She entered a club for the martial arts during her elementary years all the way to her college years, and even made team varsity. She received her black belt in college, making her one of the youngest practitioners of the martial art.
Out of the three children, Ria (as she was fondly called at home) was the only one interested in the teaching field, while her older siblings found their interests in law and psychology.
After finding their own careers, the older siblings left and lived separate lives, leaving Ria at home to care and provide for their parents. From time to time, they do help in the expenses, as teaching jobs give minimal pay.
This made her decide to go and build her own school in the US, provided she brings them along. It took her years to build her own Arnis school that opened to both kids and adults. This was where she encountered Hoshino.
The two hit it off instantly. While Ria is more fun-loving, Kane was the stricter of the two; but he would play some light jokes on her, which she didn’t seem to mind. But upon finding out the identity of Hoshino, Ria made a promise to never reveal his identity to anyone. He was understandably hesitant at first since the closest human he had been in contact with was his own master who long passed away. Time proved true, and the two became inseparable.
The two married after three years of courtship and decided to reside in California.
First Exposure to the Martial Arts:
Concerned for his daughter’s safety, the fact that she is the only child and in fear that she would end up a rebel like him, Kane made it mandatory that she gets trained in the martial arts for self-defense and discipline. Ume was first introduced to the martial art of Taekwondo at the age of five where she was trained by her mother’s colleague Kwon Myung-Ki. At the age of six, she took up Karate with her father. She achieved two black belts in Taekwondo and Karate at the ages of ten and eleven respectively, making her the youngest martial arts practitioner in her immediate family, Hoshino and Bangon sides.
Still at age eleven, she decided to pursue Arnis under the guidance of her mother. Ume continued with her Arnis training in the present.
Her Sociability:
Due to her conservative and strict upbringing, she didn’t have the time to be with peers, let alone when in training or in school. Curfews were a thing in the family, prompting her to come home almost every time as soon as the bell rings.
This caused her to be aloof, becoming a recluse. This worried her mother greatly and would encourage Ume to interact with kids of her age beyond classes, to the point she would let Ume hang out – provided she comes home before dark. Since she was trained by both parents on how to defend herself, Ria believed that Ume is fine on her own, and expressed immense trust that her daughter would know what’s best in defending others and herself from danger.
Once she did hang out with those who will be mentioned next, she was found to be fun, very kind and empathetic. Though still hesitant, she slowly comes out of her shell, and learned to let go every once in a while, and live an enjoyable life. She's also found to be curious with technology, since she isn't as tech-savvy.
Over time, she eventually becomes more protective over her newfound family outside her own.
Relationships:
April O’Neal
Time is a friend for Ume when it comes to forming friendships. As mentioned, she’s a recluse, so her being hesitant towards new faces is natural, and it would take years to gain her trust. Only very few can capture her heart and earn that trust.
Her first real friend however came in the form of April O’Neal.
The two girls met when Ume went out training Taekwondo in the park with the rest of her class. Their encounter was brief as it involved a ball accidentally hitting Ume at the back, to which April apologized. April did see how hesitant Ume was, and even assured her that she meant what she said, and even asked Ume about Taekwondo. April further explained that she would watch them from time to time as they train in the park and found their classes awesome – a compliment that Ume accepted with a chuckle.
The more the two hung out, the closer they got – and the more protective Ume got of April. Thanks to April, Ume got to enjoy living a youthful and fun life like going to amusement parks and watch movies.
That time though, April never spoke of the Turtles for two reasons, and not one of them is because she didn’t trust Ume. But said two reasons were: (1) to keep the Turtles safe from all humans (at first), and; (2) to keep Ume safe from yokai who are involved with the Turtles.
Likewise, Ume never disclosed of her being a half-kitsune and preferred to keep it that way.
That is, until she met the Hamato brothers.
Hamato Michelangelo
Mikey was the first of the Hamato brothers to meet Ume. Upon meeting April and suddenly noticing that she wasn’t alone Mikey became curious and hesitant towards Ume, who eventually turned defensive and would go in front of April to protect her. After a brief introduction, Mikey was still hesitant towards Ume, as the latter is with him.
Just as it did with April, it took time before Ume warmed up to Mikey to the point they see each other as siblings. Mikey was genuinely thrilled to have another human befriend him and see him as he is, not as a mutant and the two eventually became best of friends. After seeing Ume warm up to his brothers, Mikey became protective of her just as she is with him. She earned brownie points from Mikey when he found out that she loves doing art like he does.
What they would do together:
they would sneak out at night -- either to stargaze at the rooftop, have art jams in the park, or to have some midnight slices of pizza
he would paint while she plays for him on her violin
go to art stores for more materials like paint, sketchbooks, and the like
play videogames together during spare time (mostly co-op), or when neither of the older brothers are available
they would take turns cooking/baking for the family, but they have more fun doing those together
create a corner of the lair to themselves and called it the Art Corner and hang out there on non-mission days -- but they encourage others to join!
Hamato Donatello
Second to meet Ume was Donnie, who she encountered while in a sleepover with April. Ume was startled to find out Mikey has an older brother, even more startled when Donnie confirmed for her (albeit reluctantly) that there are four of them. At first, Ume didn’t like how cocky and know-it-all Donnie presented himself to be, just as the latter didn’t fully trust her to the point he creates more inventions to heighten security around the lair in case she’s with the Foot Clan.
Eventually, the two warmed up. While Donnie's interest is in science, Ume's is in the arts. But the meeting that changed their views with one another was when Donnie spotted how curious Ume can be, with her commenting on how genius his inventions were, despite her being not too tech-savvy. She obliviously opened up her insecurities to him and surprisingly in turn [after seeing how genuinely vulnerable she was] allowed him to open up as well. Whenever Donnie felt down, Ume would either make some coffee for him or give him a hug. For someone who’s not welcome to physical touch because of a soft shell (unless it’s with family or April), those warm hugs meant a lot to Donnie. And him allowing an outsider like her to even come as close to hugging him meant how much he trusted her.
What they would do together:
they would sneak out at night -- either to have some midnight slices of pizza, look for some constellations, or sneak into the library
while Donnie is in charge of the blueprints and building, Ume would sometimes suggest other creative solutions to (hopefully) make them better
Ume would gladly give beta-tests for Donnie's inventions
play videogames together during spare time, or when neither of his brothers are around
Since Ume uses rattan sticks for training (similar to the twin katanas for Leo), both of them spar together whenever Donnie didn't feel like sparring with his brother. But they spar for fun and experimentation
they would go to electronics stores (both in the human world and in the Hidden City) and shop for parts for his inventions -- but would stop by Huezo's for a good break
Hamato Leonardo
Ume’s encounter with Leo (third one of the brothers to meet) is the quickest one. The two met by accident when Leo searched for Mikey. As the second eldest of the turtles, it was Leo’s responsibility to make sure that all brothers would be in the lair by nightfall. Leo became concerned that Mikey wasn’t around so, with Splinter’s permission, he went around the sewers to find his brother. He eventually found Mikey walking casually with Ume. Thanks to Donnie’s mentioning that there are four brothers in all, she felt less confrontational with Leo.
Unlike Ume, Leo is more carefree and laidback that at times, he thinks that she’s the exact female counterpart of Donnie. Which he found out later wasn’t the case. When Leo felt down after one mission, he shared to her about his brothers not always trusting him whenever he had a plan or trying to prove a point. Ume admitted to him that she knew what it was like to feel left out, having to cover his insecurities with his confident persona. She knew because she felt the same way with her peers. That made Leo realize that, despite her hanging out with Donnie or Mikey, she and Leo shared more things in common than he thought. Both have a lack of self-confidence, they both have a want to prove that they're always there when their loved ones need them. They both love their families so much so that they would sacrifice their own lives to keep them safe.
What they would do together:
they would sneak out at night -- either to stargaze at the rooftop, watch some movies in the living room while having some midnight slices of pizza, or read comics together -- while having pizza
THEY LOVE SPARRING TOGETHER. Because both of them use similar weapons, it was very fun for both of them. Their sparring would feel more like they're dancing than actually sparring.
they would go to amusement parks and play the games there, and end up resting in the Ferris wheel by the end of the day
if time would allow, they would go watch stage plays together
since Leo loves to dance, he would dance to the beat of Ume's playing. Thanks to Donnie's recording upgrade on her e-violin, she would play her recorded piece and dance with him
they would mostly hang out in Leo's room and dub the latest Jupiter Jim comics together
Hamato Raphael
Most probably the friendliest encounter of the brothers is with Raph. Her interaction with him was more natural and fun. She first met Raph when he decided to talk to Donnie about possible upgrades for their tank. Upon entering the lab, Raph spotted Ume just sitting in a spare stool next to Donnie, handing over the tools. As soon as she spotted Raph, she immediately introduced herself formally, since she knew that Raph is the eldest of the brothers. And being one of the youngest in the family herself, all she could do was be formal with him. Raph found her being formal as nothing short of weirdly adorable. He already knew of her thanks to his brothers having found a new human friend. Instead of being the overprotective or stern one around, he instead welcomed her happily.
Ume looks up to Raph and considered him an older brother figure. Likewise, Raph saw Ume as a younger sibling. Despite Ume being more capable than she lets on, Raph maintained a protective hand on her much to her slight annoyance. Otherwise, Ume knew that Raph meant well being protective of her, a trait she never grew tired of.
What they would do together:
they would sneak out at night -- either to stargaze at the rooftop, or having heart-to-heart talks.
they would search for, and fawn over, cute things on the internet together (as long as it's not Mrs. Cuddles)
they would spar together, when Raph's brothers are not available for training. Next to Splinter, Raph acts as her second teacher, since he's the most serious among the brothers when it comes to training
play videogames together, either for fun or to help keep Raph's mind off of worries
they would watch crime shows together, both latest and old shows
they would clean the shrine dedicated to Karai and the Hamato clan -- a little something that Raph thought of making (after their encounter with the Shredder) for his family if they wish to spend alone time with their ancestor.
What they would ALL do together: (Hamato brothers and April)
sleepovers in the lair -- complete with games, pillow fights and storytelling! (though most likely Ume would be the first to head to bed early)
movie nights
building snowmen, having snowball fights and having a cup of hot chocolate by the end of the day
go to comic-cons together, and buy merch until their wallets slim down
enjoying a good slice of pizza on one of the building rooftops in NYC
they would DEFINITELY play Smash Brothers together! 3 vs 3 -- Raph, Donnie and April vs Leo, Mikey and Ume
go on missions to stop the Foot Clan and other criminals
go out camping in the wild (much to Donnie's dismay)
they would have a fashion montage
watch more Lou Jitsu shows!
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FULL STOP I HATE STAR WARS BUT THE SEQUELS GAVE ME A THOUGHT
I don’t read the lore, past the movies I don’t know if there’s anything official addressing what happens after rise of skywalker, but thinking though its events, it gave me some thoughts about force users, and the fact that everything is just… gone…
So starting with episode 7, the least important one, Rey is set on her adventure, and the first order just fuckin’ WRECKS the new republic by destroying several worlds, so now there’s just… no central government anymore… Neato.
Now for the real sauce, episode 8 the last Jedi, Luke, the last full Jedi, is dead by the end, Rey barely has any training, and the first order just lost its leader and is about to collapse, but we see with Broom boy that more people with force powers continue to be born, but haven’t had any guidance, since Kylo is the only real Sith, and Luke hasn’t been taking on any trainers save for Rey, along with this the manuscripts for the Jedi are gone. For all intents and purposes the Jedi are dead by the end of this movie.
Now in episode 9, the worst one, Rey has been trained by Leila so now she’s a competent force user, and a “Jedi” but by the end she doesn’t identify herself as a Jedi, she’s just Rey Skywalker. On the other hand, Palpatine and his whole Goth club, and Kylo, are all gone, all dead, everyone’s dead coolio. So, much like how the Jedi died in the last movie, the Sith are well on truly gone as an organization now (Unless somehow palpatine returns, again). So now aside from Rey, there’s now longer the labels of Jedi, or Sith, to guid young force users, and to teach them how to balance their force powers. Along with this, the resistance might be taking up being the space government, but they were already small to begin with at the start, so the galaxy is still gonna be a FUCKIN MESS.
So my point is, unlike with the post OG trilogy, where there was at least Luke “I’m a Jedi, like my father before me” Skywalker to guide people, post sequels we just have Rey. So that means, in a newly chaotic universe with no central connection between all of them. Along with this, we have kids like Broom boy who will continue to be born, and develop their abilities, on their own. These children will have to rediscover and reconnect with the force, and form their own identities and connections with the force outside of the direct teachings of either Sith or Jedi, there will be legends, and maybe records of these people, and some might try to bring them back, but there’s also the potential for force users, wholly disconnected from those organizations to exist and form their own identities and cultures within the force. Right now have reached what could basically be called the dark ages of the Star Wars universe, and there is SO MUCH POTENTIAL, for stories to be told where maybe a force user like broom boy who only knows legends of the force needs to make his own identities as a Jedi, on his own, and find a way to create his own identity, and meet with more people like him, in a whole knew form truly seperate from the Jedi order of old…
Idk im tired, and i thought it was a cool idea when I realized there was no confirmed Jedi or Sith aside from Rey, post ROS, and yet broom boy still exists, and probably has no idea how to make a lightsaber, or why the dark side of the force is bad or whatever, he could literally become anything because so much of the Last Jedi was literally never built upon in ROS.
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Valerii Chen || 39 || #707 || Olivia Munn || Closed
Personality:
It takes time for Val to warm up to strangers, often seen as overly blunt or cynical. She doesn’t make friends easily but she’s very loyal to those she has. The only daughter of six children, Val was raised in a boy’s club and it shows. She’s worked hard for what she has and doesn’t believe in giving handouts.
Biography:
Valerii was born into blue blood; a family who’s connections to law enforcement ran deep through the generations. Being the youngest of six, and the only girl at that, Val spent most of her life fighting to be taken seriously. With her father as the commissioner of the NJPD, mom in the running for assistant district attorney, and brothers various ranks within the police force--choosing her career wasn’t a question of picking a job, but deciding if she wanted to be a bigger pariah than she already was. She went to school for forensic science and became a crime scene investigator with the Jersey crime lab, which was good enough to keep her in the family’s good graces.
She was married by her mid-twenties and divorced by her early thirties. The same drive for her work that led Val to a CSI level three promotion, also led to her wife serving her with papers for neglecting their marriage. After the divorce Val wanted a fresh start and crossed state lines to join with NY crime lab as a nightshift assistant supervisor. She got a condo at the Wexley and focused on building a new life--one that wasn’t focused on pleasing her family.
Val’s been able to devote a lot more time to her passion project of restoring classic cars. Her pride and joy is a 1959 cherry red Cadillac that’s been sitting in a storage unit downtown since the divorce.
Previous Zombie Experience: She was working a night shift at the lab when a body reanimated and attacked a coworker. Killing it with a scalpel through the eye, Val barely had time to process what had happened before another body began to rise.
Pre Outbreak Occupation: NYPD CSI
Martial Status: Divorced
Children: N/A
Residence: Studio #707
Years residing at The Wexley: Two
Connections: N/A
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HIDEAKI ANNO
“At school, your tests only have one right answer and you might get zero or half points if you put the wrong answer. But in what we call ''the real world'', things aren't so black and white, so you should think about things for yourself and express them in words or pictures. This is how you comminicate with people, with other people.”
― Hideaki Anno
-Hideaki Anno Anno was born on May 22nd, 1960, in Ube city Japan, he attended kindergarten and Junior school in his hometown. From a young age, he was always captivated by Anime and Manga in Japan, and always had a fondness for art. He also developed an interest in live action films that used special effects, referred to as tokusatsu.
While Anno was accepted into a prestigious school in Ube, he was not interested in persuing academics, thinking it was a waste of time, and devoted most of his school life to the Art club. He had been a member of the astronomy club as well, taking quite an interest is the stars and space, this side interest shines through in his most famous creation,the anime Neon Genesis Evangelion. Due to his disinterest in most studies, Anno was known as a problem child in school
During his years of High School, Anno saved up and bought a video camara, which he used to film live action superhero and monster movies as well as hand drawn projects, which he would screen at school festivals. Anno would go on to start a small film production company named SHADO with his friends ,while he was struggling to be accepted into college.
In the year 1980, he was accepted into the Osaka university of Arts. While he was still in university, Anno would begin his career as an animator for the anime series "The super dimension fortress Macross", and would busy himself making self financed films. However, Anno would later be expelled from the Osaka university, due to not paying his tuition, and busying himself with filmmaking.
Hideaki Anno's rise to fame became with the release of "Nausicaa of the valley of the wind" by Hayao Miyazaki, in which he was asked to animate the most difficult and most detailed scene in the movie, due to Miyazaki being impressed with his abilities. Anno would later go on to say he was not happy with his work in Nausicaa, because he thought he could have done much better. Hideaki Anno is known to be quite guilty of this. He was always his harshest critique, and would dislike alot of his own work.
Anno would later co-found Studio Gainax, and work as an animation director for their first film "Royal Space force" eventually becoming it's leading animation director. During this time period, Anno would fall into 4 severe years of depression. The result of this mental state, was his message to the world, of his inner demons and mentality, Neon Genesis Evangelion, the story of a post apocalyptic world under the attack of giant monsters known as angels, created in 1995. Anno's depression was the main source of psychological themes for the series, he would say in interviews that he hated the parts of Evangelion, where he could see himself in the broken moments of the characters. Despite it's dark nature, the show was broadcast in a children's television timeslot, as Anno felt people should be exposed to the harsh reality of existence at a young age. The show would gain more popularity when it was later broadcast on an adult-oriented venue.
Anno would take part in multiple interviews, explaining his journey as an animator, and would continue to work on the production of anime and well as live action fipms. His most recent work of success was "Thrice upon a time" in 2021, the final installment in the Evangelion franchise. These days, Anno is mainly focused on and interested in live action productions.
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THE AZURE SKY
On the sleepy shoulder of Long Point Road, there's very little traffic this time of day, this time of year. Any summer homes sit empty from now until spring, and locals are few and far between. The blue hour carries off a lot of belonging for me lately, sixty minutes or so when no other colour penetrates the azure sky. It's a particularly pronounced monochrome on cloudy winter evenings, and not even the vaguest hint of dusky sunlight splits the horizon. The whole world is stuck in a cerulean sigh, slipping deeply to a darkness some might call oppressive. It's quiet enough that I can hear each tiny ripple crashing below – still enough that they barely make a sound. The tide is all the way up, and even though that bay called Fundy rises highest in the world, now it's tranquil in a way that suggests a calmer nature. I'm very isolated out here, but together all at once.
It's perfectly normal to be a little lonely, but no good to go thinking that keeping company will settle the feeling. Some say it's a reflection of outside forces, born of urban apathy or rural rundown. Some say city sidewalks are to blame, too many faces so we ignore them all. Some say country distance is at fault, too much land with not enough people in it. I've known folks who will sell you all sorts of solutions to soothe your solitude, from getting married and having children, to joining their particular club or religion. But I've always seen loneliness as something boiling up inside you; pushed to the surface of sporadic interactions, making you talk too much in one-sided conversations. I'll tell you one thing for certain – the surest way to ensure continued isolation is by constantly complaining about it. Nothing drives friends away quicker than someone who can't stand to be alone.
It takes a special kind of person to be completely separate, to actually embrace a wild life. Running a trapline north of sixty, maybe, or going on epic hikes and solo sailing trips. Those folks can see no face and hear no voice not their own for weeks on end – and not feel the fever of it. That's not me, never will be. What I've got instead is an appreciation so intense of everyday adventure, that I hardly have space for being lonely. Sharing is what I always wanted, and I've got it. Not often with someone standing right next to me, but by remembering the moment for when you're reading right now. I feel the pending passion for what's saved up and let out; I keep little to myself. All the most important elements that make me, most of my most personally moving memories – they're not locked back lonely in my mind. Yes, I'm depressed. But I never saw it as anything to get sad about.
December 28, 2022
Harbourville, Nova Scotia
Year 16, Day 5526 of my daily journal.
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'The King 👑 of Football': Brazilian Legend of Legends Edson Arantes do Nascimento, Pelé, Dead at 82 After Cancer Battle
— Sputnik International | December 29, 2022 | Ian DeMartino
Born Edson Arantes do Nascimento, Pelé would later go on to be known as the "king of football" as a result of his athleticism and grace on the field. The Brazilian star died Thursday aged 82 after battling cancer.
Decorated football legend Pelé spent the last several months battling colon cancer, and died due to complications related to his condition, according to his manager Joe Fraga. The Santos player is survived by his wife and six children.
Known for his agile feet, inhuman accuracy with headers, and unmatched improvisational skills, Pelé was largely regarded as the greatest football player of all time. The Brazilian and worldwide icon won three World Cups over his 22-year professional career, still the only player to accomplish that feat.
Pelé started his professional career at the age of 15, after dropping out of school in the fourth grade. His father, João Ramos do Nascimento, a minor league footballer, moved the family to Brazil's Sao Paulo when Pelé was just five years old. By age 10, the soon-to-be football great began his training under Waldemar de Brito, a friend of Pelé’s father and a former member of the Brazilian national team.
Two years after signing his first professional contract, Pelé would join the Brazilian national team and compete in his first World Cup at the age of 17 in 1958, making him the youngest player to compete in the tournament at that time. He would score six goals during the tourney, including a hat trick in the semi-finals and two goals in the finals against Sweden. He remains the youngest player to ever score a goal in the World Cup.
By the 1962 World Cup, Pelé was already regarded by most as the best player in the world. He scored twice in the opening game but was injured. Despite his absence, Brazil was able to defend its title, giving Pelé his second World Cup win.
Pele celebrates after Brazil win their third World Cup in Mexico in 1970
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In 1966, Pelé was injured before the tournament started and Brazil was unable to defend its title, which ended up being clinched by England that year. By 1970, Pelé returned to the World Cup stage and Brazil recaptured the title, giving Pelé his record three World Cup championships. Pelé scored the opening goal in Brazil’s 4-1 finals victory over Italy. By that time, his reputation preceded him.
“I told myself before the game, ‘he’s made of skin and bones just like everyone else,’” Italy’s Tarcisio Burgnich, who defended Pelé in the World Cup, said at the time. “But I was wrong.”
Shortly after turning 20, Pelé was officially named a national treasure of Brazil, which prevented him from playing for European football clubs that could have paid him a lot more than his Brazilian team, Santos FC.
Pelé’s fame went far beyond Brazil and touched the entire world - he is also credited with being the driving force behind football's rise in the United States. A year after retiring from the Brazilian league, Pelé signed a $2.8 million contract with the New York Cosmos. Pelé massively increased nationwide interest in the fledgling football (otherwise know as soccer in the states) league.
Prior to his arrival, the Cosmos averaged 8,009 fans per game. By his third and final year with the club, the Cosmos averaged 42,689 fans per home game, including three games with over 70,000 in attendance. He was named as the North American Soccer League’s top all-star team all three years he played for the league. The Cosmos won the NASL championship in 1977, Pelé’s last year in the league.
His last professional game came that same year, a friendly between the Cosmos and his former Santos FC team. It was played in Giants Stadium in New Jersey in front of a sold-out crowd. He played the first half for the Cosmos and the second half for Santos FC.
Pele is carried off the Giants Stadium field by his New York Cosmos teammates after his final soccer game, in East Rutherford, New Jersey, Oct. 1, 1977. Smiling and looking up at Pele are Giorgio Chinaglia of Italy and Erol Yasin of Turkey, center. Pelé, the Brazilian king of soccer who won a record three World Cups and became one of the most commanding sports figures of the last century, died in Sao Paulo on Thursday, Dec. 29, 2022. He was 82. © AP Photo / Bill Kostroun
While football was played in the United States for nearly a century before Pelé’s time in the NASL, his arrival has nonetheless been credited for the sport's rise in popularity in the United States.
Pelé’s play had ramifications outside of the sports world as well. In 1969, the Nicaraguan civil war entered a 48-hour ceasefire, so both sides could watch Pelé play in an exhibition match in Lagos.
Pelé was undoubtedly the biggest sports star of his era worldwide, something that he admitted caused some internal conflict inside of him.
“Pelé has taken on a life of his own. He overtook everything,” the football great wrote in one of his autobiographies. “I sense the dichotomy between Edson and Pelé every time I take out my Mastercard. On one side is the image of me doing a bicycle kick together with the signature of Pelé, and on the other is my real signature.”
While his nickname is known the world over and has become synonymous with the game of football, Pelé admitted he had no idea where it originally came from and it has no meaning in Portuguese. But, he said he liked it because it was short and could be easily pronounced by speakers of any language.
Raised as a Roman Catholic, Pelé remained a man of faith until he died, but did not always live up to the standards set by the church. Pelé married three times during his life, with his marriages to Rosemeri dos Reis Cholbi and Assíria Lemos Seixas ending in divorce. He was also linked to the model Xuxa, who was 17 when they began their relationship. In 2016, he married Marcia Aoki, a Brazilian business executive who was 32 years younger than him.
A man walks his dog walk past a mural showing Brazilian soccer legend Pele and Argentina late soccer star Diego Armando Maradona in Buenos Aires, Argentina, Thursday, Dec. 29, 2022. Pele, who won a record three World Cups has died at the age of 82. © AP Photo / Natacha Pisarenko
Through his marriages and relationships, Pelé had at least seven children, including Sandra Arantes do Nascimento who was the child of an affair between Pelé and housemaid Anizia Machado in 1963. Pelé never acknowledged her as his daughter, even after she sued the football star to force a DNA test that proved he was her father. Ms. Nascimento died of breast cancer in 2006. Pelé did not attend her funeral.
After his playing career, Pelé stayed active. In 1992, he served as the United Nations ambassador for ecology and the environment. From 1995 to 1998, he served as Brazil’s minister of sport, and at age 74 he signed a lifetime contract with Santos FC for merchandise reasons.
In 1999, he was named the co-player of the 20th century by football’s governing body FIFA. He shared the award with Argentina’s Diego Maradona, a distinction that insulted Pelé and caused endless debates among South American football fans.
“Pelé did not doubt that he was football’s biggest star and its best player. “In music, there is Beethoven and the rest,” he said in 2000. “In football, there is Pelé and the rest.”
Arguments about Pelé extend to his statistical accomplishments. According to the International Federation of Football History and Statistics (IFFHS), Pelé is credited with 762 goals throughout his professional career. That makes Pelé the third-most prolific scorer in football history, behind only Cristiano Ronaldo and Lionel Messi.
However, according to the Guinness Book of Records, Pelé scored 1,279 goals in 1,363 games, and in 2015, Pelé took to Twitter to claim that he scored 1,283 goals throughout his career.
The discrepancy is the result of how football goals were counted in the 1950s and 1960s, with unclear classifications of what was an “official” and an “unofficial” match.
What is not up for debate, is Pelé’s contribution to the game of football around the world, soccer in the United States, and the way he inspired millions around the globe to take up the beautiful game.
After his final match, a Brazilian newspaper summed up what Pelé meant to his country and the world in a simple sentence: “Even the sky was crying.” Today, as it did in 1977, the sky cries for Pelé.
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The Adventures David Dashiki- Triumphs of an African American Hero - IT HAD TO HAPPEN !!!!
IT WAS EXTREMELY GLOOMY THAT MORNING...Debbie Dashiki
We were assembled in students’ cafeteria. Since it was after school, we knew we would not be disturbed and could speak freely. Suddenly, I felt overwhelmed. Tears were streaming down my face and I began to wail and moan. It was as if I was giving birth. The pains were excruciating and the magnitude and significance of the moment forced my lips to part. Sounds rushed to and from my lips. The principal seemed to be very aware of what was happening to me and returned to her seat. There was silence from every person in the space. My screaming continued uninterrupted for at least five minutes. Nobody moved or stirred. Some other educators in the room began to weep also. Still, not a word was muttered.. Only the rise of groans, whimpers, sobbing and howls could be heard. Then, I stopped and stood. Before I realized it, the microphone was in my hand and the following words pressed my breast and tripped out of my mouth...
‘If you don’t love the job, leave. If you hate the children...RUN... NOW !!! It is not their fault. Our school like so many others in which Black students are the vast majority preaches to us daily that school is a wasteful venture for them. The buildings themselves show them they are not worthy of the best education has to offer. These institutions are stripped of every program which makes schools loveable and enjoyable. This is done purposefully. In our schools for we have chosen to exercise our profession here, the engaging, creative, uplifting and inspiring activities, teams, programs. clubs and organizations are sorely lacking. School officials and politicians cry lack of funding and budget constraints. We, who are the laborers in the vineyard, know that it is overt racism. Our school, in particular, is a desert of despair. It is visible proof to our young people that school is their enemy. It is a lifeless, odious and dreadful organism. It will never delivery on its promises to them. They, the students, are not culpable. They did not request to be born in a country which has a problem with the color of its citizens
Think for a moment. How would you function on a job in which every day the boss reveals to you that he would rather have someone other than you as his employee? I mean daily. We simply do not have the luxury of being absent. If we are, who will advocate for the children? Who will guide them and protect them? Who will love them??? Who, if not us?
However, our absence reveals to the children the truth of their reality. Our truancy conveys to them that they are less than loveable. Children are not dull, ignorant or mindless. They bear witness to the fact that their parents struggle daily to get to a job that is literally killing them. They are sick, but they get to work. They arrive at work ill, but, they are present...Even to the smile on their face. It is a job they hate. It is does not tax their intellect. They are not fairly compensated for their labor. They will rarely if ever rise up the corporate ladder even if they exist in the corporate world. They are tired, angry, frustrated. Each day they even question their worth, value and competence. Why do you think that is? I will tell you. It is simply because they are Black and we teach their heirs
Reflect for a moment. We are so privileged that we send our children to private school. We do not entrust our children to the public school system. We are an informed elite. We know what happens to children in these settings. Doctors, lawyers, professionals in general rarely if ever allow their progeny to study in public schools. We, the informed elite, prohibit our children from attending schools in which our colleagues teach. These colleagues are brilliant instructors. They have advanced degrees from the most prestigious universities in America. Together, we suffered days and nights of rigorous study. We learned of excellence, life, diligence and self -sacrifice. Now, the years have passed and we do not recognize even ourselves. .All dressed up, polished and scrubbed down. We pretend we were never like the children we teach. Shame on us. Take off the mask. We are the victorious ones for whom our forefathers died. We made it. Now it’s payback time. We are the fruit of their supreme sacrifice. We are the first generation of the success they never saw or had.
How did they do it? Let me call the roll. MEDGAR...PRESENT. FANNIE...PRESENT. MARVA...PRESENT. MARTIN...PRESENT. MARCUS...PRESENT. MALCOLM...PRESENT. SHIRLEY...PRESENT. Absent, Absence, Absenteeism should never be a part of your spoken or written vocabulary. Our children should never have the feeling of desertion or dereliction or defection. We stand for nothing if we do not surrender our soul and body to our young people who have been scorned, rejected and educationally abused by every sector of society. Yet, we who have been declared triumphant, and successful decide the moment is propitious to forsake them., Shame on us.!!! Cowards All !
Damn those who have forgotten the murders, the slaughters, and the lynchings. We salute those who were not absent when the roll was called. We will not shrink or punk out from our responsibility and duty. To COME TO WORK AND TO BE THERE FOR THE CHILDREN...
These are not tears of sorrow, dismay, unhappiness or frustration. These are tears of rebirth and regeneration. Each year we suffer the same malady. Yet we are the solution to our own dilemma. We are our own resource. There is more than enough brain power here to light up a nation and to manage Apple, Microsoft or IBM. Our schools are dreadful. Let’s fix them. Our curriculum lacks representation of our children. Let’s write another one. As our children are in such desperate need of instruction, let’s agree now to COME TO WORK. We stay the course until the job is done. Our children are worth it. Absenteeism be damned
Debbie turned in the direction of her seat. Suddenly one by one teachers stood and applauded her. Then, the tears began to flow in various sector of the cafeteria. Hugging and cheering were profuse. Then came the shout for unity as the principal who with others shouted, “ Now Lets Get To Work!”
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Drug Cartels (Part 2)
Lionel Luthor wasn't the only one with a family. Your father (Y/F/N) found your mother around the same time that Lionel found his future wife. (Y/F/N) went on a small vacation in Europe before going back to Mexico to deal with the drug business. Your mother and father hit off quickly and continued to pursue this relationship. Your parents never got officially married but in the eyes of their cartel family, it looked like they were. Ever since you were born, Los Reyes Alfa Cartel was always there for you. Despite not being connected by blood, they were highly considered your family.
Your parents and you made so many connections and each member treated you as their own daughter too. Although your parents are drug lords, they never really used their power to scare people unless they were disloyal or a danger to the community. Your father was the iron fist while your mother represented the caring hands. It was perfect.
People who work for Los Reyes Alfa were well taken care of. Children felt safe within the cartel and they were able to go to school without any financial issues due to the cartel providing. The elderly were watched over and the poor were not so poor. Los Reyes Alfa were never selfish or greedy about the money they make. They rather give it away to those who need it then keeping it all to themselves.
When you turned 24, your parents handed over the power to you. They no longer wanted to be part of it due to them being highly wanted from the feds and that they wanted to live the rest of their lives in peace. You didn’t mind the transition of power and your parents trained you ever since you were a kid.
They went into hiding after they sent out their condolences to Lionel Luthor. You personally haven’t met the Luthors but your parents did tell you that Lionel is a very close friend to your father and that our cartel groups shouldn’t clash. Not until Lex Luthor decided to declare war against your cartel family.
“Jefe! ¿Escuchaste? La hermana de Lex se escapó de su cartel.
(Boss! Did you hear? Lex’s sister ran away from her cartel.)
A short woman came in the room while you were on the balcony in one of the many homes you own, watching the oceanside view. It was your area of peace to just watch the sun rise and set whenever you want to relax.
“Lo dice en serio? (Are you serious?). Maggie, go send out some people to find the woman. Maybe her bastard brother and I can make a deal.”
Maggie Sawyer is one of your closest members of the cartel to you but before she started working for Los Reyes Alfa, your parents rescued her when she was 16 years-old from her abusive father. She was abused for being gay and that she was a disgraced to her own family. Your parents caught the drunken father beating Maggie in public. Your mother was horrified that the father was beating his child based on a stupid reason so your father took action and shot the man at blank point. They left the man to bleed on the dirt streets of where Maggie used to live, an example of what it looks like to beat your children for no just reason.
Your parents took Maggie away and introduced you to her. You became close like sisters and helped find a new family that was willing to accept who she is. It wasn’t long until Kara and Alex Danvers also joined the cartel. They were willing to join after their parents were murdered by James Olsen’s cartel. The Danvers sisters could not support themselves after the devastating loss. Alex dropped out of medical school and Kara quit being a reporter due to not making enough money.
Your parents and you took good care of the girls. There are times where you all fought but made up. What made this little group interesting is that all of you came out gay and you were all proud becuase no one can say shit about it. If they did, people better hope you come back home in a body bag instead of being found in the river or hanging in public.
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6 months later
Lena Luthor, now known as Kieran Lee, is found hanging out in a nightclub. Lena just got off work from a small business pharmacy not too far from where she lives. Lena was able to find a place where it was not Luthor Cartel territory but in Los Reyes Alfa grounds. She was worried that one of Lex’s men would find her but nobody came for months. No talks were going around if the raven-haired woman was seen in these grounds. It made her worry but soon she was got comfortable.
Lena from time to time, keeps track of what the Luthor Cartel were doing, only to find out that Lex is murdering more people each week for not obeying his power. Although his men are out there killing and stealing, Lex is increasing his wealth. He was able to smuggle more drugs than their late father ever did before.
The raven-haired tries to ignore her brother’s actions but it was difficult. She wants to do something about it but she doesn't know how. She wishes she had her own cartel of her own, send out orders to stop his reign but also help out the poor and weak. The least she could do is keep working in the small pharmacy with an old couple who owns it, she was able to help sick children and eldry. Lena would pay some of the medications with her leftover money for those who really need it. Sometimes, if she has the right chemicals and powders, she would make her own meds in her apartment space and give them for free.
Tonight, Lena wants to feel numb. She plans to just drink a few drinks and socialize to make connections. Helpful connections at least.
“Hermosa chica! Come and dance!” A random male has been trying to make moves on Lena. She wasn’t having any of it. Whenever she comes to this nightclub, a guy would try to flirt with the green eyed beauty. Tonight, he takes a chance and grabs Lena by the arm to force the woman to dance with him.
“Let go of me!” Lena tries to break free but the man just grins and gropes her ass. The man’s glory moment didn’t last long and ended up being pushed to the floor by another figure. A blonde above the injured drunken man with her back facing Lena.
“Ya know. It’s not nice to manhandle a woman, amigo. Women won’t like that. When she says no. . .” The blonde kicks the man between his legs and screams out his pain. “That’s what happens.”
Everyone around looks at them but quickly ignores the situation. Another male came in to help the crippled guy on the floor and walked away.
“Are you okay?” The blonde asks Lena who just can’t believe what just happened in front of her. Her emerald green eyes met the blue eyes, she was a bit lost. She took a quick minute to study the blonde’s strong looking figure.
“Mhm. So may I have the name of my savior?” Lena plans to get laid tonight.
The blue eyes chuckled, “Kara Danvers.”
“Kieran Lee.” They shook hands and exchanged flirty smiles.
“Can I buy you another drink, Kieran?”
Lena didn’t turn down a free drink which turned out to be many more. The raven haired lost track of time and how many drinks she had. She was feeling free and relaxed. The two women danced on one another, not caring how scandalous it was looking.
“Let’s go somewhere private, yeah?” Kara says into Lena’s ear while she pulls her in very close to her body.
The two stumbled into one of the dark areas of the nightclub, they shared rush heated kisses until Lena felt a prick on her neck. Those are not teeth, Lena quickly thought.
She sees that Kara is holding a needle in her hand and that her steel blue eyes focused on Lena’s reaction to the injection. Lena suddenly felt dizzy and the sounds around her were sounding farther by the second.
“Nothing personal, hermosa.” The blonde finally says when Lena eyes slowly closes and starts to fall forward. A short red head woman came quickly to Kara’s side to help carry the raven haired.
“That was easy but you took a while. We need to leave now before Boss loses her patience.” The red haired tells Kara.
“I can’t just prick her, Alex! She needed to feel comfortable with me first.” Kara says back to her sister.
“Whatever. Maggie is waiting outside. . Let’s go..”
Kara easily carried Lena in her arms and Alex guided the way out to the car. The three went inside the back of the black Jeep Wrangler, placing Lena between the Danver sisters.
“She looks like a hot mess.” Maggie looks at the unconscious woman.
“Apparently, Kara wanted to have a little fun.” Alex comments and Kara just shrugs.
They drove off and made their way back to the base. Another black Jeep followed closely behind them.
“Is someone following us?” Alex questions the driver.
“They’re one of ours. (Y/N) was kind enough to send back up just in case Lex’s men found Lena before us.” Maggie answers.
“I’m guessing Winn and Mike are in that car?” Kara looks behind to see if she can see the faces in the car.
“Yup!”
The group is glad that the kidnapping went perfectly fine. They didn’t need to harm anyone in the club but the drive back home is going to take a while. They have 3 hours to drive back to their destination.
***
“You lost my sister?!” Lex yells at the two men in front him.
They didn’t know what to say. Maxwell Lord was still suffering the pain between his legs and hopes the ice is helping him recover. John Corben was planning to go back to grab the raven haired but she was with the blonde the whole time. It made it difficult to go and grab the missing Luthor sibling.
“We couldn’t get her alone. She was drinking with this blonde the whole time. Then we lost the two of them in the club. Maybe the blonde took her home but we’re close to finding your sister’s apartment for more clues.”
“Well why are you still here! Go! You’re wasting my fucking time.” Lex yells at them again.
I’ll find you Lena. One way or another. Lex says to himself.
#lena luthor#lena luthor imagine#lena x reader#lena luthor x reader#kara x lena#kara danvers#alex danvers#maggie sawyer
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PARK BEOMSEOK, 27
“any secrets worth my time?”
UN
NAME park beomseok / 박범석
PRONOUNS he/him/his
DOB 18 / 8 / 1995
LOCATION 1995 - present seoul, gyeonggi
LANGUAGE korean native, japanese proficient
FAMILY park kitae ( younger brother, 24 )
SEXUALITY pansexual
RELIGION atheist
OCCUPATION sugar baby
EDUCATION seoul high school, c/o 2013
conscription, 2014-2015
DEUX
FACECLAIM lim sejun
BUILD lean, muscular
ZODIAC leo sun, gemini moon, sagittarius rising
MBTI esfp
ALIGNMENT chaotic neutral
TRAITS amoral charismatic confident dishonest instigator practical
TROPES casanova, jester, anti-villain, jerk with a heart of gold, mr fanservice
INSPO the hunger games finnick odair, gossip girl reboot max wolfe, stranger things steve harrington
PLAYLIST tove lo scream my name, lorde glory and gore, jordan suaste body, harry styles sign of the times, ashe moral of the story
AESTHETIC teasing grins, low drawls that hold a dare, wiping the condensation off a bathroom mirror after a hot shower, tousled hair, wine-stained lips
VERSE sol, winx club ( combat specialist ), the hunger games ( district four, winner of 90th hunger games )
NOTES SOL!VERSE goal is to acquire an inheritance large enough that he and kitae will never have to work again. was so close he could almost taste it, but the most recent and promising sugar mama ended up making amends with her son on her deathbed, so the biological son ended up robbing him of his inheritance. currently licking his wounds.
WINX!VERSE ( click for full bio ) as he was abandoned at the orphanage, he has no idea which element he was born into nor does he care to find out. was a sugar baby until kitae ropes him into trying out for the academy with him. beomseok passes, kitae doesn’t. kitae forces beomseok to enrol into the academy regardless. finds out his element is air. trains as a combat specialist and picks up a trident as a primary and a swordbreaker as a secondary.
THG!VERSE hails from district four. was put to work as a child as was common for children in orphanages, where he learnt to fish with a trident. kitae was randomly selected as a tribute at age 13, so beomseok volunteered in his place at age 16. had an advantage in the arena as it was set on a beach at low altitude, with sea level rising every hour. victor of the 88th hunger games, now a capitol darling.
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Hey there @vvithteeth! So, this isn’t EXACTLY what you asked for the readlist to focus on, but I think it’s worth checking out all the same for a general sense of Emma’s history leading up to her current character!
EVIL 80s EMMA
She’s not good reference for who Emma is NOW, but a good look at what she used to be, and what she’s overcome. I think looking at Emma when she was at her worst, helps one appreciate her at her best. If you see what she had to rise above in herself, you understand the self that she’s fighting back, you have a better appreciation for the kinds of things she’s tempted towards---and the kinds of things she no longer does.
X-Men (1st series) #129-131 is her introduction, as she tries to recruit Kitty Pryde to her school before Xavier does. One of the most chilling moments, for me personally, is when she threatens to destroy Storm’s mind so that she will be “human only in physical form” And then Jean drops a house on her, which is why she’s not involved in the Dark Phoenix saga, as she was still recovering.
Emma continues trying to get Kitty and other kids into her clutches in Uncanny X-Men (1st series) #180 and New Mutants (1st series) #15-17, but in New Mutants (1st series) #38-40 she finally manages it by exploiting their current fucked-up state and having her student Empath use his powers to manipulate Magneto. But when the kids decide to return to Xavier’s school, Emma allows them to do so without a fight, and just tells them that they’ll always have a place with her if they need it. Which seems nice, but then her thought balloons reveal that this is just so the kids won’t believe it when Magneto tells them she’s evil.
Firestar #1-4: Whoa mama, Emma is at max abusive here. See, she desires to eliminate Selene, and to this end she trains a young mutant she names Firestar. She does so by manipulating the girl, isolating her, convincing her that she NEEDS Emma to help her control her powers or else she’s dangerous to others, and even KILLS HER PET HORSE. Emma is someone who says “I love children. Teaching is my life.” and she MEANS IT, she has a genuine call to teach and her love for her students is her driving force, but here we see how she USED to treat her students. Then put her against who she is now, it’s a huge contrast. Honestly, I don’t know why SOME WRITERS want to erase her growth by pretending she was Actually Good All Along but yeah, here’s Bad Emma. This is who she fights. This is what she has risen above.
EMMA’S BACKSTORY ISSUES
Emma’s history is. . . kind of multiple choice. She tells one version in Generation X #24, but this doesn’t fit at all with the Emma Frost miniseries that came out from 2003 -2004, which also doesn’t exactly fit with “X-Men Origins: Emma Frost” single-issue backstory. I personally would read the “X-Men Origins” one and at least the beginning of the miniseries, specifically the parts that deal with her home life. The reason is that both of these show how unhealthy Emma’s home was growing up, and how that made her who she is. When I saw I think Emma is “wired” to be a villain, I don’t mean I think she was born like that, but as in, I think her environment trained her to become like that. It’s kind of like how a lot of personality disorders aren’t something a person is born with, but come from being in a shitty environment where certain behaviors will help you survive better, and then even once that situation is over, you can’t get rid of those behaviors because it’s how your brain is wired now. That’s how I read Emma---she came out of this toxic, duplicitous environment of manipulation and abuse where she and her siblings were set against each other, and that’s now her default for how she interacts with the world, even though she was originally just a sweet little nerd who only wanted to be a teacher.
The “Origins” one features a generic Shitty Abuser Shaw and isn’t as good as the more drawn-out miniseries, as it focuses more on physical abuse (like her father suddenly slapping her) to get a point across that her family is toxic, rather than the more drawn-out miniseries, which I think works better for explaining Emma’s specific brand of. . .Emma-ness. But the bit where her mother tells her that her father is hardest on her because he likes her most of all, is really important I think, since that reflects her relationship later with the Hellions, which is also shown in this. Because Emma is cruel to the Hellions, even though she loves them, and in fact because she loved them. Her love for them and her agony over their deaths is what drives her to join the X-Men in the first place.
As for which origin story is true. . .I think the miniseries one is probably MOST true, as it’s the only one that Emma herself isn’t telling as a story. But as the friend who helped me assemble this list puts it, “ Think of any origin story of Emma's as "a sort of fairy tale, a parable," where it's the theme that matters, not the precise events or timeline “
90s EMMA
Emma spent most of the 90s teaching Generation X. I don’t remember a lot of stuff for specifically what I’m talking about with her, but here are a couple issues that strike me as significant.
Uncanny X-Men (1st series) #311-314: In Uncanny X-Men (1st series) #281-284, the Hellions were killed and Emma Frost was left in a coma, her body taken care of by the X-Men. This is when she wakes up, takes over Iceman’s body, and goes on a rampage thinking she’s the prisoner of the X-Men. When she finds out what happened to her Hellions, she collapses in despair and turns herself over to the X-Men. This is her turning point. This is when we found out Emma Frost had a soul. That she LOVED the Hellions. That they were not just tools. And there’s this one line in the yellow narrative boxes that really sticks out:
“As the Hellfire Club’s White Queen, she spent the better part of her life traversing from one mind to another, violating the very essence of anyone she so chose. Losing herself in the memories of others. Altering, at times, the opinions of those who opposed her.
This time is different. This time it is about survival. This time. . .it’s for the children.”
The words are echoed when she agrees to join Krakoa's Quiet Council, after Charles and Erik tell her their plan and convince her it might just work. "One more time, then. For the children."
Emma’s true love, in my opinion, isn’t Scott. Nor is it Namor. It’s teaching.
Emma becomes the teacher to Generation X, as mentioned, and in Generation X (1st series) #18-19, during the Onslaught crisis, she’s so terrified of losing them like she did the Hellions, that she snapped, took the kids to a safehouse in Canada, and put them under her telepathic control for their own safety. This is an Emma who has learned that abusing her students isn’t the right way, but still doesn’t respect their autonomy or consent even as she’s desperately trying to protect them, and has to learn from Monet (who is. . . .actually not Monet) that this isn’t the right way to do it either. Emma did not grow up with adult models who showed her how to love and care for a child, she has to figure it out herself, and it’s a rocky journey at times, even though she has the best of intentions. I think this is a good issue to show an Emma who is in the process of evolving. She’s getting better, but she still hasn’t got it “right” yet.
CURRENT-ERA EMMA
Emma really becomes the Emma we know with Grant Morrison’s New X-Men in the early 2000s. This is where she starts affecting a British accent, calling everyone darling, and the delightfully witty Queen of Mean while also still a devoted teacher with trauma over losing her students. She always was witty and a little mean, but Morrison takes these traits up to 11 and gives Emma the foundation of what a lot of writers would build upon. It’s also when she begins her telepathic affair/seduction of Scott, which is a more than slightly problematic dynamic, as I’ve discussed. Also, this is when she got her now-famous diamond form.
We get a lot of lovely Emma nastiness in this series. New X-Men #128-139 all have lots of great moments for her where she’s just WICKED yet still on the side of the angels, and New X-Men Annual 2001 starts us off.
However, character-wise, I think what really comes out here is Emma going from blaming her past actions on substances (she tells Scott in the New X-Men Annual 2001 that she just probably out of her mind on drink and drugs all those times she was doing bad things) to being forced to face her past and herself for the first time when confronted by Jean & the Phoenix in New X-Men #139. It’s the first time we get a look at what Emma’s family and home life was like, as well as the first time she’s established as having a brother, but more than that is the emotion that gets brought in. This is also when Morrison decided to retcon the Hellfire Club as a strip joint (which I hate and also shows up in Emma’s “Origins” story) but that’s neither here nor there. The point is, Jean makes Emma face all her flaws and pain and nasty, most vulnerable parts of herself.
Emma is left mentally broken...then one page later, physically, shattered by a diamond bullet that we later find out was fired by none other than Esme, the Stepford Cuckoo whom Emma later says reminded her most of herself. There is definitely poetic symbolism there. As my friend put it “This cycle of her students dying and Emma losing it and trying again but never facing the roots of her issues goes on and on until her roots literally kill her, and Jean of all people resurrects her. Jean, who saw right through Emma, saw something there worth saving, and literally and metaphorically put her back together again.”
The next place I’d go is Astonishing X-Men, which is the first time Emma and Kitty work together. Kitty HATES Emma at this point, because, as she points out, Emma is the villain in her origin story. And Emma KNOWS this. That’s why she WANTS Kitty there. She knew that Kitty would keep an eye on her, wouldn’t trust her, and that’s what Emma WANTS, because Emma doesn’t trust HERSELF. So this shows that Emma KNOWS her moral compass is a very flawed one, and that she WANTS to be better so consciously that she’s getting someone she knows doesn’t like or trust her to be around because she knows she’ll watch her like a HAWK. This also means Emma is admitting she can fail, and giving some control to someone else.
There’s. . . so much that happens from here. Utopia. Phoenix Five. The Terrigen Mists shit. Secret Empire. I feel like there are probably great Emma readlists out there that include these, but honestly I just kinda zoned out through a lot of it. These are some additional read lists for her I found:
https://lornahs.tumblr.com/post/87230882649/where-to-start-reading-emma-frost-lets-start
https://www.reddit.com/r/comicbooks/comments/2bwwok/emma_frost_reading/
It’s definitely a LOT and I wish you the best of luck tackling it! Also, I wouldn’t feel you have to read EVERYTHING, or incorporate everything into your depiction. Pick and choose what you feel works best for your version!
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Tokyo Love Story (End) Star Hearts and White Roses
Thank you for reading.
*quietly lays down a bouquet*
The rain is an unrelenting downpour over Tokyo. Large drops pound on your head and run down your face as you stagger through the empty fields that surround a large industrial park. The square warehouses and expansive parking lots are lit only by basic utility street lamps. The city lights in the distance beckon you, but you have to be at least 5 miles away.
The wet grass pulls against your bare feet, wraps around your toes, hides dips and rises. Your dress pulls at your legs. The white and red fabric is dark with mud and Chance’s dried blood. You pant and gasp in frustration and kneel down. The bronze deadpool claw knife flashes and tears through the fabric. The fine fabric pulls apart as easily as tissue paper. The sound of the ripping cloth is satisfying. Your legs are free but you’re in no hurry to rise.
You gather the torn fabric in your hands. It’s clear that Chisei was not pursuing you. There is not a soul in sight. The world was completely empty and quiet. There’s nothing but rolling fields and desolate service roads in all four directions. And at the center of this emptiness, you sit, alone in the darkness and the rain, abandoned by the world.
The dress had been so beautiful and you finally felt beautiful. You felt happy and excited. Chance was so handsome. His arms were so warm, as warm as the water running down your cheeks now as you squeezed the torn fabric in your hands and raised your face to the sky.
You didn’t allow yourself to cry if you could help it but your body didn’t ask permission. You cry as though newly born, eyes squeezed shut, limbs shuddering, body flushed, screaming. You bury your face into the torn fabric in your hands, pressing it hard against your eyes, unable to breathe.
You couldn’t stop asking why, you couldn’t believe how much it hurt, you couldn’t understand how Chisei could do that to him -- do that to you. Why didn’t he wait? Why didn’t he believe you? You were sorry, so sorry, that you weren’t strong enough to be a match for Chisei, that you froze instead of protecting the berserking Chance.
But you were unaccustomed to crying. While you still whimpered and sobs forced their way through your trembling lips, you stopped. You had to walk. You had to keep going.
A shadow passes over your head, obscuring the clouds. You look up into the metal ribs of a black umbrella. Z is standing next to you in his suit, a large umbrella in one hand, shielding you from the rain, a bouquet of bright white roses tucked under his arm. “Is this what love is? Making promises you know you can’t keep?”
You bitterly conclude that the question was rhetorical and decide not to answer.
“If it is… that’s a problem. Because I always keep my word.” He looked down at you, but there was nothing mocking or condescending in his eyes.
“Z… you knew I had so little time left. Why did you save me and not leave me in Black Swan Bay?” You ask.
"Surely I have a plan right?" He replies.
“That plan couldn't have included him?” You turn your pale face up to him.
“No. I can’t save everyone. I told you my power is limited. I’m using most of it on you. You mean that much to me.” He produces a handkerchief and gently cleans your face. The last of the remaining makeup, the tears and the rainwater washes off.
“I know Caesar makes big claims about keeping you alive… but I’ve known how to do that from the very start. It’s okay to tell him about what’s in that folder, but as you do… remember, I’ve always been by your side.”
The yellow folder was wrinkled, wet and spattered with blood but you’d kept it with you, tucked in your torn dress.
“I’ve called a car for you to take you home. Wash up, and rest and don’t forget to log your star-hearts.”
The mention of star-hearts sprouts fresh tears. “Chance…”
Z shakes his head in confusion. “I don’t understand… you hardly knew him. You didn’t even know his real name.”
“I don’t know your real name!” You snap back.
“Touche.” Z smiles slightly.
“I didn’t have to know him. He was … so much like me. I wanted him to live...” You chew your lip and squeeze your hands together to stop crying.
“I see.” Z rubbed his chin. “If he did live, would you have married him in Hokkaido? Because I guarantee you wouldn’t have lived long enough to raise his children. The key to your survival is here in Tokyo. That’s all I’ll say for now.”
He offers you his hand and helps you stand and you lean on his arm as he supports you to the service road. You stand in the pool of light under a street lamp while Z stays in the shadows. “The car will be here soon.” He hands you the bouquet of white flowers.
“Thank you, Z.”
He pats your arm and smiles. “Just a little longer…”
You look down the road and see the headlights ahead, and like that, Z is gone.
You get into a ride-share vehicle. It’s already warm and there’s a blanket. There’s even a package of food, ramen from a local place, but you don’t have the stomach to eat. The vibrant nightlife of Tokyo is suppressed by the torrential rain. The sidewalks are empty. The street vendors are closed.
At Club Takamagahara, it’s past midnight. When you slide open the door, the men aren’t here. It doesn’t look like they’ve been here since they left for the Kabuki theater. You slowly pile the wood in the stove and light it, sniffling at intervals. You fill the barrel with water.
You take Renata’s picture from the yellow folder and carefully hang it in your closet, over your bed, clipped to one of the shelves. Then you hang Chance’s gold chains next to it. Then you put the bouquet of white roses under them both. Sorrow fills your chest and your vision blurs. But you don’t cry again. You just sit silent while the water heats.
You open the cigar box and pick out one of Caesar’s best cigars and you tilt it in the arms of the buddha statuette he liked to use as an ashtray. You light the tip and it starts to burn, filling the room with the sweet smoke of tobacco. You place the bloodstained folder on the table stand next to the TV and strip down to nothing. You take the beautiful period-style hanfu and throw it into the stove to burn. You settle into the warm bath and stare blankly at the wall. With the smell of tobacco, you don’t feel so lonely.
You stay in the bath until you hear footsteps down the hall. The footsteps halt a bit away. No doubt Caesar smells his own tobacco and this is something strange. You assume he must be listening with his Scythe Itachi and decide to test him out. You speak very softly. “Wooo… It’s me. The ghost! I’m haunting your cigar…”
You’re rewarded with a laugh from Caesar. “What are you doing, MC? Have you taken up my habits now?”
The door slides open and Caesar abruptly halts, startled. Chu Zihang, not expecting Caesar to stop, runs into his back. Caesar shuts the door again. “MC!”
From behind the door, Chu Zihang quietly complains.
“She’s bathing,” Caesar hisses.
You call them. “No, don’t mind me. I’ll kill the mood plenty if you have impure thoughts. Don’t worry.”
The door slides open again. You’re sitting in the barrel with only your head above water, your hair fanning out behind you. You must have looked like you were crying because Caesar immediately became serious. You never cried at all. For you to cry this much, something truly terrible must have happened.
Caesar’s mind was probably jumping to a million conclusions, and all of them rape, so you say it bluntly. “Chance is dead. Chisei Gen killed him.” It hurts to say it. Your heart was twisting in your chest. Your lungs spasmed and you squeezed your hands under water.
Just as you promised, the men suddenly don’t care that you’re in the bath. Caesar’s eyes are fiery. “Damn, that Tortoise found you?”
“He wasn’t looking for me. He was looking for Chance. And I just happened to be with him.”
“So he was the one sitting next to you in the theater then.” Chu Zihang said.
“He’s…” You close your eyes against a painful switch to past tense. “He was a member of the Devil Clan. Chisei called him a Code: Orange, Rank A hybrid. He was in the MC Romance Contest and reported to Kazama that we were here.” You run your hand through your hair.
Chu Zihang lowered his eyes. “You must have liked him. I’m sorry.”
“Not now please.” You whisper and point to the blood stained folder. “He gave me that. And told me I have only a year to live, probably less, before I end up like him.”
Caesar moves to the folder and starts flipping through it. He notes the blood on the pages. “You’re not hurt.”
You shake your head. “I wasn’t the target.”
“This isn’t death servitor blood.”
You bite your lip hard as your throat constricts, the tears forming a sheen on your eyes. You don’t look at him, keeping your eyes forward.
Caesar doesn’t continue that line of questioning. “Who are these kids?”
“They’re the ones I knew in Black Swan Orphanage. They were all like me. At age 20, they would be euthanized as deadpool.”
Caesar takes a breath and puts the folder aside. “Ruri Kazama told us all about Black Swan Bay. My dear, you didn’t tell us half of all you went through. But it explains a lot about who you are.” He walked over to where you were using the cigar as an incense and picked it up, taking a deep drag before returning to the folder. He begins to read it carefully. “Chu… fill her in please.”
Chu Zihang nods dutifully. “It’s our decision that… for the best of the team, we need to get Lu Mingfei and the Uesugi Clan Chief out of Japan. What’s going to happen next will be extremely dangerous as we believe that both the Devil Clan and the Hydra Clan are both trying to awaken the White King. There is no power greater than the White King, so our likelihood of death is higher. Caesar wanted to give you the choice to stay or go.”
“I won’t leave Japan. I’ll stay.” You keep your eyes forward.
Chu Zihang looks at Caesar uncertainly but he’s absorbed in what he’s reading. He turns back to you. “Did Chance explain the play to you?”
“Yeah, we got up to the part where Yamata-no-Orochi was buried in the Takamagahara to hide the White King from Hybrid contact.”
“Correct. We believe that the person who sank the Lenin ship was trying to awaken the Yamata-no-Orochi. If the White King inside of it reaches maturity then the beast will turn into the White King. Our only hope of stopping it will be to kill it before it matures. You mentioned that you heard something big, moving around under Tokyo. You wouldn't happen to know it’s location would you?”
Chu Zihang started to remove his jacket and set his things down.
“No, unfortunately, I didn’t listen long enough to do that. It was also very far away. Too far to be certain of location.” You speak robotically, not moving.
“There’s something else you need to know. Do you know the name Bondarev?”
You turn your head to Chu Zihang, eyes wide and dead. “Where did you hear that name?” You asked, your voice clipped and pointed.
Chu Zihang looks at you, calm and expressionless. “Ruri Kazama admitted that Bondarev is Masamune Tachibana.”
Your lips part in a look of silent indignation. “You can’t be serious.”
“That would explain his Russian accented Japanese wouldn’t it?” Caesar glances up from the folder he was reading.
“Bondarev killed Renata.” You turn back to the wall. You couldn’t believe you were sitting across from that guy, drinking tea at Genji Heavy Industries. The man with the blood of Renata and now Chance on his hands… and all of Chance's family!
Chu Zihang lifted his head and straightened his back. Caesar pressed his lips together and then glanced away from you, taking a deep breath. “Oh… yeah this just got really personal… I wasn’t going to leave Japan without that guy six feet under anyway but now?” His smile was frightening.
Chu Zihang nods. "As a witness you are invaluable. If you couldn’t recognize Bondarev's disguise as Tachibana, no one could."
"Bondarev was a handsome fellow. What was most notable about him was he was never affected by cold temperatures." You say.
"I feel bad smoking in front of you." Caesar says. "Are you sure you don't want one?"
"The cigar smells like you. So I lit it for comfort." You curve your arms around your knees.
Caesar's eyes widen and the cigar drops slightly in his lips. He gave a soft, shy chuckle. "My bad. Go on."
Chu Zihang continued. "Ruri Kazama told us that he was studying Deadpool and breeding it in the Genji Heavy Industries building. He showed us photos. The beasts in that tank aren’t ancient people, but people of our era, turned into monsters. I fought a deadpool that knew Kendo. The one with the swords. I was wondering how an ancient creature would know Kendo. Now I know."
You nod. "I saw the tank with my own eyes. My elevator malfunctioned. Remember. It took me down to the lower basement where I saw the beasts. "
"Why didn’t you tell us?" Caesar asked.
"It didn't seem relevant." You shrugged.
Caesar continued to stare at the photos. "Vera seems really young."
"Yes, she was a sweet girl. She could barely speak because of a stutter." You chuckle. "But she boldly asked me to dance the Christmas Ball with her. When I didn't answer right away, she said, 'I'll take that as a yes!'"
"She looks … ten."
You stay quiet for a moment. "Yes. But she still would have turned into deadpool in the ten years after that photo was taken. So even if she wasn't killed then, she'd still be dead by now."
"Masamune Tachibana isn't the only one creating Deadpool. The leader of the Devil Clan, the so-called General King, performed human experiments on hybrids here using the same methods. King General and Tachibana appear to have the same goals." Chu Zihang said. "You mentioned that you might not have been the only one who survived Black Swan."
"The General King must be Dr. Herzog then. I have to correct you. They're not survivors. They're the ones who blew it up. But they were killing before then. I personally witnessed Herzog and Bondarev kill Anton, a young man Herzog had raised as a son. Once I reached the end of my useful life… Herzog would have shot me too. Even though I considered him my father." You whisper.
Tears burned your eyes as you're struck with a sudden epiphany. "It really makes sense now. Chance was at the end of his useful life when he was offered the suicide pill… the purple vial. I convinced him to not take it. When he didn't take it, an assassin tried to kill him but, when the assassin failed, Chisei killed him. None of these deaths were natural. Tachibana specifically sent Chisei there, and even Chisei mentioned that he had experienced similar circumstances before. He even anticipated the assassination! But he was too stubborn to listen to me! So he again served as a weapon to kill an innocent man!"
"If the King General created Chance, he could also monitor him. Chance died just like Anton. Chance fought hard to survive but no…" Your voice catches, as you laugh. "Chance didn’t have a chance did he?...Shit."
The ripples from tears spread into the bath. "We had no way to escape. Chisei said if Chance lived quietly he would monitor him in a safe house in Hokkaido. Chance never would have made it. Either Bondarev or Herzog would have had him killed before he left Tokyo."
You draw your arm across your eyes. "What's more, he has to be monitoring me! I was sitting right across from the so-called Tachibana drinking tea. Do you think he wouldn't recognize me? His precious research subject? My file is not in that folder. He probably pulled it. When Bondarev or Herzog knows I'm about to die, when I'm no longer useful for research, he will come to kill me."
Chu Zihang nods. "Remarkable. Even though you did not hear Ruri Kazama’s words, your words echo and corroborate his testimony. It's clear the men from Black Swan Bay and the men running affairs in Japan are the same."
Chu Zihang turned to Caesar who was still reading the file.
"Whoever wrote this file seemed to have a lust for Khorkina." He muttered. "This is so unprofessional."
"Not surprising. Khorkina had the biggest chest, but she also had a pretty terrible personality." You smirk a bit. "Do you like her?"
Caesar shut the folder. "Not my type."
"Then why are you reading all that?" You turn and look at him.
Caesar averts his eyes from your body in the bath. "Because you've been carrying the burdens of their deaths this whole time alone. This is the most you've ever talked about them. Now that I've committed their files to memory, you don't have to carry it alone any more."
You slump against the back of the barrel and rest your head against the hardwood. You laugh, but your eyes and nose run, your pretty face creased with pain. "I bet you say that to all the girls."
Chu Zihang hands you a towel and you wipe your face of tears and snot. "Now is the worst time to talk about these things, but we have to discuss them. I believe your testimony is enough for us to act against both Yakuza organizations in the name of Cassell College and join Ruri Kazama as an ally."
Caesar said. "I would agree with that as well. I'm not sure if Ruri Kazama and the Devil Clan will be accepted by Cassell officially as they don't allow for hybrids of his type to join, but if they can help us prevent the awakening of the White King, then that will be an incentive for them to forgive them."
You blink. "Doesn't that mean I'm against school rules too?"
"He mentioned that." Chu Zihang nodded.
Caesar chuckled. "I think Kazama likes you. He outed our faces to reporters as leverage for cooperation. But not yours."
You wrinkle your nose and then stare blankly at the wall as grief turns to numbness. "Well, if he likes me, he'll need to be satisfied with what's left of me." You say. "Part of me is in the Arctic sea, the other part is on a train to get married in Hokkaido. If he doesn't mind fighting the other lion for the remainder, he can have me."
The computer game system logged the star-heart winners for the night. Ruri Kazama with one for giving you Renata’s picture, Z with one for giving you white roses to mourn. Chance, however, had three. One for his fight against Herzog’s poison pill, one for his fight against Bondarev’s assassins, including Chisei, and one, for the fight against his own blood.
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Souly Damned Saturdays!~
🌼Welcome to Souly Damned Saturdays! I am your host Kit! Today I am going to be taking a break to talk about one of my main characters! I mentioned her a few posts ago but her name is Evelyn Rogers. I am also going to explain how covens work. Let’s get started!
Character Profile:
Name: Evelyn Rogers
Species: Human (witch)/ Celestial?
Soul Flower Type: Lily
Color Type: Vibrant violet
Human Appearance Description:
Hair Color: Black
Hair Style: (image provided) with a braid on the left side
Skin Tone: Pale
Height: 5′6″
Other Details:
-Thin ribbon tying back braid
- Black ribbon chocker with pendant
- Ruby studded silver earrings
Infernal Appearance Description:
Name: Lilith
Soul Flower Type: Lily
Color Type: vibrant violet (middle) that pales with ice along it’s petals
Infernal Title: Infernal Princess
Eye Color: Icy blue when looses herself
Hair Color: White
Hair Style: (image provided) with a braid on the left side
Skin Tone: Pale
Contract symbol mark placement: Shoulder blades
Extras: 2 sets of white wings that have a gradient of icy blue.
Other Details:
- Slender fingers with black painted nails (sharp tips)
- Black horns that swoop backward
- Pointed ears
(more below the cut)
Special Abilities or Powers:
- Can read minds
- Dream walking
- Can pull out deepest desires
- Forces those under her power to tell the truth
- Truth touch (will gain the trust of those touched)
- Mental suggestion
- Lust touch
- Levitation
- Blip (Teleportation)
- Dark ice/fire element
- Calming touch
(Weapon: Those she has a specific bond with ie: Beast and Costello give her their abilities when it comes to weapons but she does not have a specific weapon herself.)
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Eve’s Contract:
Eve’s soul is unique as it appears to be linked to the past ancestry of humans linked by the Vinculum Infernalis. Due to this her soul is far more powerful and can utilize more of their own abilities. The first contract she ends up bound to is Cubans. In exchange for her life as well as their own protection she works at the club as their little songbird. She becomes an undercover agent to infiltrate the boys enemies or rivals since the human soul has the ability to mask demonic presence. She ends up with a second contract to Costello for other reasons (spoilers). In addition to being able to use the abilities of the boys, the contractee is also able to wield their specific weapons. Each one corresponds to a specific Prince and the higher level the more powerful.
Unbeknownst to Eve her father is none other than one of the three most powerful beings in existence. As such she does not know her true lineage. Her father, Kalthiel, watches her from afar and aids when he is able but she does not know of his involvement. Her conception was a byproduct of her mother’s deal with the Broker. Unfortunately her ancestral blood caused her to be baden and in desperation she made a deal to have a child. A child that would one day be a tri-brid. One of mortal, Celestial, and Infernal blood.
Fusion:
Fusion is an interesting scenario since Eve is contracted to not one but two princes of Hell. She gains many abilities and one of those is being able to fuse her bound soul with that of her demonic counterpart(s) creating a fusion of herself and their own hellish forms. The soul however can only stand so much and if that goes beyond its limit the human soul could be damaged permanently. This form is dangerous for anyone and a last resort at best.
Eve’s Ancestry /The Vinculum Infernalis:
Humans in this universe do not believe in the existence of monsters very much like our own world. They are nothing but stories and myths. Demons are the exact same. There is a story that may allude to the fact that demons were created with monsters as punishment for humanity's evil. That is neither confirmed or denied. What is known is that demons used to walk the surface regularly a long time ago.
Humans in their lust for power (a very debatable comment) made contracts with these creatures in exchange for their souls, something that demons covet to gain more power themselves. Those that made these contracts became witches/ warlocks, having Infernal blood and magic infused within their very being. As every demon is unique so were the souls. The first covens were formed after 12 survivors managed to break their contracts leaving the magic within their souls present. As they began to have children that magic too was passed down. Humans with any type of magic are extraordinarily rare and one mage soul can rival over 1000 regular human souls. Eve appears to have a connection or blood relation to one of these surviving lines.
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Other Classifications:
The Legend of Lilith (Lillum): It is unclear if this history happened or not because the Princes refuse to discuss it. (That can’t be good) The truth of this prophecy, or for most harbinger, is that a generation will be born with power equal to that of their fathers. Since the Princes can not have offspring it takes a very specific mix for this to be possible. Such things are up to fate. All that is known is that it will rival the Celestials if it comes to pass as one of Celestial, Infernal, and mortal blood has to be the one...or there could be more. Legends and prophecy tend to be incredibly vague.
The Covens and their Patrons: After the formation of the Vinculum Infernalis the Princes decide that instead of regarding the mortals with disdain as they did during their Celestial reign they become patrons instead. In total there are 7 covens with a hierarchy of who is the most powerful. They are as follows:
Coven Names in Prestige Order (greatest to least):
1. Lust - Circle of the Siren (Costello/ Valentine)
2. Pride - Requiem of the Hallowed (Carthus/ Dusk)
3. Envy - Elysium (Sanneth)
4. Wrath - The Acolytes of Flame and Forge (Boss/ Azrin)
5. Greed - Coven of the Blood Moon (Crimson/ Grimm)
6. Sloth - The Desolate Forgotten (Gin)
7. Gluttony - Circle of the Ancients (Ouro)
Those of the first blood line under the Vinculum Infernalis are the most powerful of their coven and seated at a special rank due to their rarity. Unlike those of the first line the members of the coven are not Infernal/Celestial blooded.
The First Grimoire: Just because their bond and Infernal blood comes from their ancestral line does not mean that they are as powerful as they once were. In fact there is a Grimoire for each specific coven that only a direct descendant from the line can utilize and open. It is incredibly rare and the first bloodline (the ones that first made the deal) are thought to be dead so the books reside in the highest ranks of the 7 covens until such a time comes that they can be opened. There are Grimoire for every acolyte (the book chooses you type deal) but not anywhere close to those labeled the first Grimoire. These tomes are written entirely in High Infernal Script. These are incredibly deadly and powerful Infernal artifacts and each comes with a specific name:
Lust- Willbinder, Memoire of Blackfire
Pride- Featherfall, Legacy of Pride
Envy- Ash, Oath of Lasting Night
Wrath- Flameward, Boon of Slaughter
Greed- Sapience, Soul of Desecration
Sloth- Draughtbane, Tome of apathy
Gluttony- Apostle, Ledger of the Devourer
Coven Organization (Hierarchy): Each coven is organized by the will of the Prince that is its patron. They can recruit neophytes with no prior ties if they deem them worthy enough to be inducted into the coven. There is still a process and ceremony that needs to be followed. Once the initiation is complete they are tutored by generally a well learned acolyte (think of them as TAs) while Dominus and Magus are the instructors. If they prove their worth then they will be given a grimoire that chooses them to become an Acolyte. They are then placed under a bond similar to the Vinculum Infernalis but not nearly as strong and there is quite a lot of fine print.
*The First Bloods- A specific rank for those that are of the first bloodline. They actually have Infernal/Celestial blood within their veins which makes them some of the most powerful of the witches/warlocks. Their souls are also marked if they are a part of their first bloodline.
1. Mortiferum Magistrum- The heads of the covens and the most skilled practitioners. They run more of the direct communication between the Infernal Realm (their patrons) and those under their coven. Some have spoken directly to their Patron but for the most part they are dealing with dukes or lords. There is only one of this rank in each coven.
2. Dominus- The recruiters with approval from the Mortiferum Magistrum. Their job is to maintain the order within the lower levels of the coven. They are also teachers along with the Magus.
3. Magus- A magus’ job is to teach their acolytes higher level abilities and possibly prepare them for Magus status as well. In each coven there can be an unlimited number of Magus but only 2 or 3 Dominus.
4. Acolyte- Servants of the coven and the second lowest tier these are the students.
5. Neophyte- Those that possibly have potential but have not yet proven themselves to the rest of the coven. You have to start as a Neophyte first. The only exception to this are the First Bloods.
The Cult of the Fallen One (THE LITERAL DEVIL):
Hedge Witches/Warlocks: The Hedges probably nicknamed as such due to the phrase “hedging one's bets” are dangerous and rebellious. They are mortals with a craving for power and magic that were neither chosen or of the First Bloods. These are the types of mortals that will make contracts with Imps and Changelings in order to reach a certain end. Sometimes that is wealth, power, magic it just depends. They are not Infernal blooded. These are the souls that end up in the Kingdom of Envy under Sanneth. He does not take kindly to greedy and foolish mortals. The Hedges are the ones that originally proclaimed witchcraft pointing to the covens effectively thinning their once steadily rising numbers.
They are reckless and generally only care for their own ends. They are the ones that give witches and warlocks a bad name. Unlike those of the coven they gain no such immunity from the Infernal Pit. It is easy for lesser demons to trick these mortals into freeing them to cause chaos in the mortal realm. This includes cracking open Purgatory for some unsavory Infernal Blooded Hybrids to slip through.
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media reccs? 👀 since apparently you are a man of good taste?
Wow thank you 😏 I have a masterlist of movies that have changed me I often recommend to people, I'll just copy and paste here with quick synopses lol, it's kinda long. I'm not super great at writing synopses tho so bear with me
Dead Poets Society (1989)
One of my favorite movies of all time and a total classic. It's about a group of boys at a strict boarding school who are inspired by their new English teacher (played by Robin Williams) to think for themselves and chase their dreams. This movie literally changed my life lol
Quadrophenia (1979)
This movie is based off of the story behind the concept album by The Who of the same name. It follow the life of a young man named Jimmy who is in a gang called the Mods. Theres this huge gang war between them and the Rockers (I think that's their name, it's been a while since i watched it) and Jimmy questions his beliefs about coming-of-age and his values in life throughout the film
Cabaret (1972)
Based off of the Broadway musical of the same name, this movie is about a British man who moves to Germany during the beginning of the rise of Nazis. He meets a woman who basically turns his world upside down, and it follows their love affair and sexuality and anti-semitism, and it's hilarious and heart wrenching and a beautiful movie
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004)
This is a super trippy romance film. Basically in the universe of this movie, theres a technology that is developed that can delete memories of an entire person from your mind while you are in a dream-like state, and the main character of this movie (played by Jim Carrey) decides to undergo the procedure after a bad breakup. Its soooo good I highly recommend this movie
It's Such a Beautiful Day (2012)
This is an animated film about a man named Bill who is going through brain cancer. Its told from the perspective of an unnamed narrator essentially communicating everything Bill sees, hears, and experiences. This is the movie that got me into film and it is still a complete masterpiece and one of the most beautiful movies I've ever seen
The Dirties (2013)
Loved this one a lot back in high school, it's been a while since I watched it. This is a film made in Canada about a high schooler named Matt Johnson and his friend Owen who decide to make a short film for their class about them killing the gang at their school that bullies them, and things take a dark turn. It's a hilarious movie and hits pretty close to home for me in a lot of ways haha
Logan's Run (1976)
Great movie, pretty cheesy though so be warned. This is based off a book with the same name, and it takes place in the future where most of humanity is wiped out except for a small society that lives under a domed structure. No one is allowed to leave the dome, and to control overpopulation, no one is allowed to live past the age of 30. It's really bizarre but I love this movie
Donnie Darko (2001)
Pretty sure this was Jake Gyllenhaal's first big hit when he was super young (I think he was like 19 in this movie but I'm not sure) basically about this kid, Donnie Darko, who is somewhat schizophrenic and has a habit of sleepwalking. After one particular incident he has a near-death experience and starts seeing a man in a bunny costume everywhere who makes him do weird stuff. Another pretty trippy movie with a crazy ending
American Psycho (2000)
Honestly I'm sure a few on this list you've probably seen (most likely this one included) but I didnt wanna leave any out because they're all so good. If you haven't seen this, it's about a Wall Street executive named Patrick Bateman who is a materialistic phony by day and a serial killer by night. I tried to read the book but the inner dialogue was really hard to get through lmao. Awesome movie though huge recommend.
Clockwork Orange (1971)
Yet another trippy one. And fuck it's been a long time since I've seen it so I might get some stuff wrong here. But it's basically about this serial rapist guy who hangs out with this group of goons and they all like to go beat up homeless people and shit, but the main character gets captured and has to go through reformation therapy to make him a better person. It's an extremely bizarre movie but soooo good and kind of hilarious lol
Creep (2014)
Of course this is on my list haha. If you haven't seen it yet, it's a horror movie about this freelance film guy who answers an ad on craigslist to help a man with cancer film a movie for his unborn son. And shit gets weird real fast. One of my favorite horror movies ever, I wouldnt say it's super scary but it's fun as fuck
Hereditary (2018)
If I'm being honest, I don't like a lot of big movies made in super recent years and especially not horror movies (mostly because they're all cheap cash grabs with no substance) but this one is an exception for me. Hereditary is fucking masterful in my opinion, legitimately creepy as hell and well-produced and well written. To put the plot as vaguely as possible without spoiling anything, it's about a family (mostly the mother) who go through some crazy fucked up shit. That's literally all I can say without giving anything away. Super good flick, big recommend
Gattaca (1997)
This list isn't in any particular order, and I love all these movies to death, but if I had to rank them this would probably be on the lower end. It's not a bad movie, it's still great but it's just not as life-changing as the other ones lmao. This takes place in the future where genetic modifications have progressed to a point where you can modify your unborn child's DNA to have the perfect baby. This has led to, essentially racial bias against those who never had that procedure when they were born. The main character was not one of these "special" children, but he wants an extremely prestigious job which requires that of the employee. Through the film, he is trying to fake his identity and fool the company into thinking he is one of these perfect people. Still a great film
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas (1998)
Johnny Depp, man, he is something else. I LOVE this movie. Based off a true story and a book written by the man who lived it, Hunter S. Thompson, this follows the adventure of the writer and his attorney as they go on a drugged-out, psychedelic romp through Las Vegas with the original intention being to cover a story on a motorcycle race, but things go off the rails as they both terrorize the entire city in a way. Just a fun ride the whole way, a great movie
The Truman Show (1998)
God I'm realizing this list is long as fuck. Don't watch all of these movies, it might take you a lifetime lmao. Anyway, this is a classic Jim Carrey movie and another one you've probably seen. But again, if you haven't, this movie is about a man whose entire life has been fabricated and shot for television without him knowing. Super great, super moving, fantastic film 10 outta 10 I gotta wrap this shit up
A Scanner Darkly (2006)
A lesser known Keanu Reeves movie, but fuck I wish more people have seen this. This is one of my favorite movies of all time, and it's based off a book which is just as amazing. This movie takes place in the near future, where facial recognition technology has progressed wayyy too far, and drugs have gotten to the point of no return. The plot follows a detective who is undercover in a junkie house trying to figure out who is the top of the drug dealing totem pole, but ends up wrapped in the junkie lifestyle a little too deeply. Seriously, I recommend this movie to everyone who asks, it's so damn good
Fight Club (1999)
Another popular one. If you havent seen it, it's based off a book by Chuck Palahniuk following the story of a man (the main character actually doesnt have a name lol) who meets a guy named Tyler Durden who changes his entire perspective on how the world works. They start an underground boxing club together to help themselves and other men blow off steam and get away from the capitalist consumer-centric lifestyle they are forced into. Big twist at the end, great movie five stars on yelp
Harold and Maude (1971)
This is a weird one. Gotta say. It's about a guy in his 20s who meets an old woman at a funeral and falls in love with her. Sounds pretty ok at face value but theres a lot of really strange subplots and a huuuuge twist at the end (one of the subplots being the guy compulsively fakes his suicide to get his mother's attention) big recommend
Polyester (1981)
This one I cant even explain u just have to watch it its fucking bizarre
Fargo (1996)
Ok lightning round on the synopses, this movie is about a man who wants to commit fraud by hiring guys to kidnap his wife so her father can pay them ransom and instead the husband gets the money but everything goes wrong it's really good
Bad Times at the El Royale (2018)
Another modern movie I actually like, last time I watched this I was on shrooms and it was crazy but it's about this hotel right on the border of california and (Nevada I think?) And all these weird people are staying at it and there are twists at every turn and chris hemsworth is a cult leader in it its great
Memento (2000)
GREAT MOVIE GOD PLEASE WATCH THIS ONE it's about a man who develops short term memory loss after witnessing the rape and murder of his wife AND WHEN I SAY THERE ARE TWISTS LIKE EVERY TEN MINUTES I MEAN IT. The film is chronologically backwards, in that the first scene takes place at the end of the story and works back from there in increments of like 5 minutes. Basically each scene is a segment of time that this guy remembers before his memory loss kicks in and he forgets and FUCK it's so good please god watch it
Almost Famous (2000)
This is another one that would probably be low on my ranking but still a great and fun movie, it's about this kid that wants to write articles about rock stars for the rolling stone (based off a true story btw) and he ends up running away to go ride on a tour bus with some band and gets into all types of shenanigans and its great and sad
Parasite (2019)
Another modern movie I love, fuck this is getting too long lmao. Poor family wants to make money and they hatch a scheme to pretend to be bougie and work for this rich family but shit gets weird and everything goes wrong and it's so good (also literally the only film ever that made me speechless afterwards)
Pulp Fiction (1994)
Pretty much lives up to the hype, I totally forgot the plot but it's pretty damn good I remember that lmao
The Warriors (1979)
Fun movie, theres a bunch of teen gangs in New York and the leader of all of em is like "hey we should rally all the gangs together and fuck up the cops so we can rule this city" but then he gets shot by someone in the crowd and the gang The Warriors gets blamed so the whole movie is them running from all the other gangs so they can get back to home base and it's just an all around fun time movie
12 Monkeys (1995)
THIS MOVJE IS CRAZY it takes place in the future where a virus has almost completely wiped humans off the face of the earth so these scientists send this guy back in time to figure out where it came from so they can stop it from ever happening but obviously everything goes wrong and yadda yadda yadda it's amazing
Waking Life (2001)
Gonna preface this by saying this film is definitely not for entertainment, it's kind of an arthouse-type flick. It's the type of movie you have to think really really hard about to watch. The basic plot is the main character is stuck inside his own lucid dream, and is walking around listening to all these characters in his dream talk to him about, idk like the meaning of life and consciousness and shit. It's really good if you're in the mood for that type of thing.
Okay I'm finally done, you probably didnt expect this but I've been meaning to put my movie recommendations on this blog anyway haha. I deleted some just cause it was getting wayyyy too long. If u want a shorter list I can just give u like a top 5 in DMs but there u go have at it, every movie on that list is a banger I swear
#long post#movies#film#cinema#cinephile#ask#movie recommendations#you have no obligation to read all that#really shows how bored i am that i wrote out this whole fuckin thing on my phone lmao#youre welcome?
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