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The Bad Guys season 1: Our Own Story (chapter 22) - The Secret (Troubled) Life of Mr. Hornet
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Hi guys! Sorry, it took me a while. I was busy at school, but I got a chance to make the final touch on this chapter. I hope you'll enjoy this because this is a flashback chapter, centralizing Mr. Hornet in one of his troubled pasts before he met the Bad Guys
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Intro
Mr. Wolf: Yeah! I'm bad!
Mr. Snake: You're bad!
Ms. Tarantula: He's bad!
Mr. Hornet: She's bad!
Mr. Piranha: We're bad!
Mr. Shark: Who's bad?
The Bad Guys: Yeah! We're the Bad Guys!
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4 years ago
It's been months since Hornet was left by his own colony. He was now all alone, all by himself, in his own hive, which would be rotten soon when winter is over. Winter is coming, and the breeze is getting colder. Hornet was still outside the tree of his hive, where he was devastated by the departure of his colony, his supposed nephews and nieces, but they left him. They all left him to die. He stayed on that rock for days, waiting for his end. But he was still alone. Not even predators wanted to eat him. Great! Even predators disliked him. He stayed on the rock, hoping for his colony to return. He thought they just forgot him, and might return to retrieve him.
Weeks passed by, and Winter came. Hornet experienced his first snowflake. When he touched it, it was really cold, and he couldn't handle it as cold as a snowflake. More snowflakes flew down above him. He quickly flew back into the tree where his hive was, and stayed there to keep himself warm.
Hornet curled up into a small ball that fit himself into the comb where he was hatched, hopefully, the comb around him would keep him warm for the winter. While he was inside the comb, he could see the hole of the hive as he could hear the wind from outside and felt the coldness of winter coming. Hornet then suddenly cried as he finally accepted the fact, "What am I even doing here? Why should I keep hoping they will come back?" He started to punch his fist on the walls of his comb, "They'll never come back for me. They hated me. They always do. Why didn't I die yet? I just want to leave this world and die!" Hornet cried harder and louder with a lot of tears bursting out from his eyes, until he eventually fell asleep.
3 months had passed, and Winter started to warm up. The sun began to shine from the clouds, and the light started to slowly melt the snow.
The light of the sun then shined through the hole of the hornets' hive. In the hive, Hornet was still inside his comb. Much to his surprise, because of the warmth of the sun, Hornet woke up from his sleep. His eyes blinked rapidly, and let out a big, long yawn. He didn't know that he was asleep until he realized he was sleeping for three months. He slept throughout the Winter, and yet, he's still alive. That was a miracle. A hornet like him should've died by now. His lifespan was believed to be 3-5 months, but it's been 9-10 months already. How could that be? How did he survive this long, especially through the winter?
"I can't believe it. I survived through the winter!" Hornet exclaimed as he quickly flew out of the hive, and noticed the surroundings that the snow was partially melted. It was still the beginning of the season, "This is Spring," Hornet never thought Spring season would be like this since he was born in Summer. He got a chance to flutter around, and wandered around for sightseeing. He could see the ground sprout all over, the trees began to develop green leaves and small flowers, and the sun's rays became brighter. It was the most amazing thing Hornet had ever seen, "Wow, it's really beautiful," Even with all the beauty of nature showing Hornet some wonders, he still wasn't so happy. "Why don't I feel like it?" Then, he looked back at the tree where his hive was hidden. He stared at it for a moment, and he realized there was no hope that his fellow hornet would come back to get him. He should've known in the beginning his own colony and his queen never liked him, because he was so different. He was too different, he showed a lot of good the most. He was born in a colony of murderous merciless hornets, and he wasn't that kind of hornet. This was why he wasn't loved by his colony. He was abandoned, left behind, and left to die. He was nothing to them. And Hornet... he had nothing left for him in this forest. He would be alone and die alone here if he stays, "That's it! I'm gonna get out of this dump!"
He finally snapped! Hornet decided to leave the worst place he could possibly live. He didn't want to stay in the same place where he was hated and disowned. Hornet flew out of the forest, and kept flying far, far, far away!
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Hornet had been flying away for days from the forest. He had been taking breaks from flying, and continued his trip. Honestly, he didn't know where to go, but he believed there was something out there that might help him know what he would do with his life. He flew for days, until he reached the city of Blaine.
Hornet was a bit lost. He never had been to a city before. It was so strange. The worst part is whenever he tried to ask someone. They got scared of him, screamed so loud, and attempted to kill him by smacking, stomping, or spraying him with bug spray. It was a miracle that he was able to talk to other people, and they could hear him talk, but instead of helping him, they gave him the exact opposite, by shooing him away. Hornet avoided getting hit as he was confused why people reacted that way whenever he flew near them.
At the park, Hornet found a place to rest after flying around for days, and getting away from people trying to kill him. Gladly, he found a bench for him to sit down on. He never felt this tired before as he felt a little weaker than usual.
"Ooh, I don't feel so good," Hornet felt he wanted to sleep again as he let his body. Just then, what he didn't expect, was a giant plastic tube, "What? Wha—?!" Hornet was suddenly startled as he tried to fly out of the tube, but the cover was sealed tight that won't let him escape, "Let me out! Let me out of here!" He screamed as loud as he can, but the scientist didn't listen to him.
The scientists that captured him heard his cries, but they refused to free him as they kept the tube where Hornet was inside a box.
"Where are you taking me?! HELP!" Hornet cried, but the box was already closed.
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Hornet felt like he was trapped in the tube for 18 hours. Luckily, there was a flower next to him for him to eat and survive. He didn't know what will happen to him, but he was still sad that he got captured for no reason.
Just then, he felt that the box was shaking, and Hornet stumbled down from standing. It took just a few minutes of shaking before Hornet felt he was placed into something hard. The box then opened, and a hand got in to take the tube where he was in. Hornet kept crying for mercy at the scientists to let him go, but they still wouldn't listen as they transferred him to another tube, but this time, it was made of glass, and the opening above him was closed by a cork. The scientists made a quick conversation with each other before leaving the laboratory, and shut the lights down.
Hornet tried to find another way to escape, but he wasn't strong enough to push the cork off the opening. It was closed real tight. Since there was nothing he could do for now, Hornet curled into a ball, and hugged himself, shedding a tear, "What did I do to deserve this?"
Then, the next day, the room's light flickered on as Hornet woke up from his sleep. He watched 3 scientists having a short conversation before putting gloves on, and taking out forceps from the pouch.
To his surprise, one of the scientists approached him, and opened the cork of the tube before the forceps slid in towards him. Hornet tried to fly out since now was his chance to escape, but he was easily captured by the forceps, and struggled to break free.
Hornet growled as he shouted at the scientists, "Help! Let me go! I'm warning you! I will bite you if you don't— what?" To his surprise, he was placed on a desk with a bright light above him. Then, he noticed another scientist holding up a Hypodermic needle, and approached to him.
Hornet knew what that thing would be doing to him as he squirmed to break free, "No. No, please, no!"
"It's okay, sir. We won't hurt you. We're just gonna experiment on you for an important project," one of the scientists that pinned him down said.
The second scientist successfully pointed the needle at Hornet's back, causing him to yelp a little, until it extracted some kind of liquid into him. The next thing Hornet knew was he felt so sleepy and his vision was so blurry.
"It's okay, mister. You'll just fall asleep, and we'll handle the rest," the third scientist said before Hornet completely passed out.
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Hornet opened his eyes.
He blinked.
His vision was blurry.
He blinked again.
He felt something cold attached to him.
He didn't know how long he was out, but at least he wasn't dead.
But then, he felt a little comfortable with his body.
It took him a while to figure out what was going on. Aside from the muffled voices and the blurry colors slowly coming in, he felt disoriented. Did he really black out?
"It's a success!" said one of the voices. "He is coming to now!"
"Hold on," said another. "Would the project work on him? Rember what happened with the others."
Finally, Hornet could finally see.
He could hear again.
Though, he still felt cold.
He found himself lying on a desk. The room he was in was much smaller than the last one he remembered being in before he blacked out. It seemed to be some kind of testing lab. Strangely, he could see that there was a hamster treadmill, a couple of blocks of different weights, and a container filled with water. To say that it looked like it was a rat playground was an understatement.
"Subject 22," said one of the scientists. "Wake up."
Hornet blinked. The three scientists from earlier looming over him like shadowy monsters. Three of them nearly looked unhinged. It was hard to tell, but when you see their eyes, you could really tell.
"Hello there, Subject 22," said the female scientist. "I'm pretty sure that you have questions."
Hornet blinked sheepishly. He didn't feel safe, but he didn't know who to rely on in this situation.
"Erm...yeah...yeah," he muttered. "What...really happened?"
"Congratulations, sport!" said Male Scientist #2. "You have successfully fused with our greatest creation yet! There were a few tweaks here and there. We had to replace a few things so that your body can function well. You may feel your chest cold and loss of memory for a few hours due to some minor brain damage, but that is just variable!"
"Really?" said Hornet, unnerved.
He slowly looked down and his eyes widened.
If he would cry that he became like a cyborg, then his reaction was understandable. His thorax was wrapped in metal. There were a few gaps in it as if it was part of a design, but to feel it fused into his thorax. What caught his attention was the turquoise glow coming from the middle. Nearly poking out from it was the small orb.
Hornet touched the orb out of curiosity, "Wh-what is this?" He even tried to take it off of his metal thorax, but he couldn't. It was inserted way too deep in that hole of his metallic suit. He even felt that there were small tubes that connected to his back neck and his upper abdomen. He couldn't even take them off either. This was so weird.
Hornet was shocked. He didn't know what to think. He was slowly hyperventilating at this discovery, but the fact that he was still alive got him to at least calm down. He was still confused, but he felt that he didn't want to ask more in case the scientists felt like adding a few more 'adjustments' to him.
Eventually, the scientists noticed him breathing in and out at a rapid pace.
"Aww..." cooed the female scientist insanely. "He's hyperventilating...of excitement! Just about a few tests before we can confirm that you will be able to live forever!"
"L-Live forever?" said Hornet, doubtful.
"Well, we're not sure about that. There are still a few things we need to consider," said the female scientist casually. "You might die without our project right there," she pointed to the orb on his now-metallic chest, "So that's why we have tests around. You're welcome!"
Hornet crossed his arms, trying to appear a bit intimidating. "I'm...guessing you're obsessed with achieving immortal-"
"Shush," said Scientist #2, placing a finger over Hornet's mouth. "That is for later."
For some reason, Hornet doubted there weren't going to settle their participant group with small bugs like him.
Then, he felt something was not right with his rear end. Hornet turned around, and was able to look down. It was like a black sharp needle, similar to those female hornets, "Wait... is that...?"
"A stinger?" the female scientist guessed, "Yeah. We got that from a previous hornet like you."
This made Hornet gasp that this is a surgical stinger.
"Well, not like your species. It was from another species of hornet," the 2nd female scientist explained, "but you look at you now. You have your own stinger!"
Hornet felt annoyed by the 2nd female scientist's enthusiasm, but he looked back at his new stinger, and rubbed it on the floor. He kinda liked it.
"Okay, this is cute," he admitted while pointing at the stinger, but then pointed to the turquoise orb on his newly metallic suit, "But this... this is messed up!"
"Don't worry, Subject 22. You're going to appreciate that thing that we made for you once you take some of our tests," Scientist #2 grinned.
He was about to turn away, but one of the scientists tapped on his back.
"Nuh-uh-uh!" he said with a crazed grin. "Not so fast. You must be crazy. Anyone who tries to run out of here gets caught in a mouse trap! And you know what we do with mice!"
Hornet flinched, his antenna twitching. "O-Oh really? What else keeps me from splitting?"
"You will die out there if we don't test this first," said the female scientist calmly. "If we get the right results and thus be able to confirm how long you'll be able to live, then you should be grateful."
Hornet was in a tight spot. Those scientists weren't willing to leave him alone, but with that stupid gem on, there was no safe way out of this. He sighed, rubbing his face.
"O-Okay," he said. He sounded so quiet, but he was actually afraid.
"Good!" said Scientist #1, grabbing Hornet a bit too hard, and placing him on a tiny treadmill. "Now, our first test is known as the running test! Where you get to run as fast as you can on that treadmill while-"
"We get it," interrupted the female scientist. "Subject 22, start running."
Hornet nodded, slowly walking using his legs. The scientists didn't bother since the machine attached to the treadmill was already recording down. For a few minutes, he was walking at the same speed before the scientists prodded him to speed up. He started walking a bit faster, waiting for the scientists to take down their notes of this. Then, he went a bit faster, breaking into a run.
By the time Hornet felt like he was at his limit, he was running so fast like a bullet from a gun.
"Outstanding!" said the female scientist condescendingly. "The gem must be working! Adding this to the subject skyrocket how long they can be able to run for!"
"I think we're ready to move on to the next test," said Scientist #1. "Subject 22, proceed to lift weights."
Hornet stopped, jumping out off the treadmill. "Wait...weights?"
Sooner enough, he found himself carrying heavy blocks.
The first few ones weren't bad. It ranged from half of his size to his size and the list went on. It didn't go too bad, but once the blocks got bigger, that was when Hornet was struggling. Eventually, when it came to one block that was three times his size, he couldn't lift it up high. His arms gave way before it squashed him.
Or at least he thought.
He found himself still alive. Still breathing.
The pain was mostly coming from the soreness of his muscles, but so far, he didn't feel a bone break.
"He's a hornet, right?" asked the female scientist. "This would have killed him instantly."
"It must be the gem that is protecting his body from being squashed," said Scientist #1. "The readings of the gem are medium, so it is using a small source of its power to turn Hornet's flesh into something similar to metal! For this period of time, he is stuck under there!"
He wished that it was the end of it since he was already sick of needing to rely on his gem to have this wonderful train trip of being underneath really heavy blocks. The last one was something equivalent to a wooden crate and he found himself nearly unable to breathe.
But still alive. He squeezed himself out of the heavyweights
"Splendid!" said the female scientists. "Now onto the next test. Holding your breath in water."
"What?" Hornet didn't hear what the female scientist said as he was catching his breath after being squashed.
He barely got enough time to ask as he was suddenly grabbed by Scientist #1, and shoved viciously right into the water container. As Hornet felt his entire body submerging underneath the top, everything was freezing once again. It was really cold. And hard to breathe. Hornet immediately flailed his arms around, even screaming at one point, but he couldn't move.
That was because of the sadistic lead scientist making sure that he stayed in the water for a long time. And ONLY for long until they get results that the gem was in the full effect of making sure this subject didn't die. In fact, the lead scientist was nearly crazy in thinking of drowning Hornet like this. By the time the 6-minute mark struck, the lead scientist's grip was nearly crushing.
"That's passed 5 minutes already," said the female scientist. "He hasn't blacked out yet. His vitals are still working surprisingly despite lack of air."
Scientist #1 pulled Hornet out and the poor bug could only gasp for air. He choked out mouthfuls of water. Once dropped, he slowly tried to regain his energy, slowly feeling tired from the three tests.
"You're kidding me right now?!" he gasped. "I nearly died!"
"And you're safe and sound with the gem," said Scientist #2. "Who's crazy now?"
"T-This is enough," said Hornet, shaking his head. "I don't like it...I don't like it!"
"Cease your whining, you wuss," snarled Scientist #1. "You are exactly just like the other unfortunate subjects! We gave you life, but you're not even thankful for how much you can survive! Maybe I should have brought over boiling water to test on you!"
He angrily knocked the water container over. Hornet didn't see, but he could hear the unmistakable sound of the container breaking into millions of pieces and the water spilling everywhere.
Then, Scientist #1 suddenly lowered his voice. "Wait, would you like to try being underwater in a bucket of boiling water?"
"No!" said Hornet.
"WELL, I DON'T WANT TO ANYWAY!" shouted the lead scientist hammily. "It always gives me burn-!"
"Your shift expires now," deadpanned the female scientist. "Clean up this mess before I'll tell the boss!"
Scientist #1 suddenly went silent. "...Okay, fine!"
Hornet didn't need to worry about that guy since he was already on janitor duty. However, he was afraid of the female scientist. She was colder, collected, and determined. Nothing seemed to phase her despite the mad look in her eyes.
The last test (because the female scientist wanted to go on her lunch break already) was getting Hornet in a large testing room. It was empty and lack of any table or furniture. Honestly, Hornet would rather stay there instead of be in the same room with lab equipment and lab lunatics. It would have given him all the space needed for him to think.
But nope. He was forced to take rounds around the room. Flying laps.
He was already tired at this point and he wasn't sure if his wings could work, but he rather do so instead of being perished. He flew around at least 10 times already as fast as he could and he wanted to stop. However, he still had enough energy to continue this test. The two remaining scientists into taking notes about his progress that they failed to notice how Hornet wanted to collapse.
Hornet wished that he shouldn't have been made to be in these tests. He could have died, but this gem on his metallic chest seemed to be more than happy to let him go through this awful suffering. He wasn't sure how long he was going to last with those scientists. But as long as the tests were successful, he would be their guinea pig for a long time.
After 30 laps, he rested by the edge near the window, stretching his wings since they were already sore.
"That's a new record," said the female scientist. "Looks like the gem can ensure that you live longer, even if you nearly run out of energy. And you being healthy like this means that you can't die from the life cycle of your species. I guess that concludes today's tests. Hope we see you soon for the next tests."
Hornet wished he wouldn't.
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Once again, after all those tests, Hornet was still locked up, but this time, in a glass jar. The tube was too narrow for him, and he felt so uncomfortable in that tube. Luckily, the scientists accepted his requests of needing a bigger space for him to be kept.
Hornet's jar was placed on top of a shelf where the books and other experiments were placed. He could even hear their voices, but the scientists were unaware he was listening.
"Impressive. This hornet lived more than 3-5 months, which would've been his life span!" the female scientist said while reading the information online
"But we haven't found him yet before we put him that life gem," Female Scientist #2 stated, "Is it possible there were more sources of how he surpassed his lifespan?"
"I don't know. But he was weak when he was found. It seems like he was about to die, until we put that life gem on him," the female scientist answered.
"So, the life gem might work. It'll help him live for a long time," Scientists #2 cheered.
So, this was what it was. A life gem. Hornet looked down at the orb at the center of his chest. It was called a life gem. An object that helped him live, even from dangerous obstacles and natural causes of death. Maybe this was the reason why there are tubes attached from his now-metallic thorax to the rest of his body. The life gem had been powering not just Hornet's thorax, but also his head and abdomen, that was why he felt the rest of his body still functioning properly and strengthening.
Female Scientist #2 nodded in agreement while holding the clipboard that contained the information she and her fellow scientists gathered about the life gem, "As long as he had that attached to him, he will live longer than an ordinary hornet. Probably years or longer. But I don't think he's gonna be immortal. Life gems can expire sometimes, they are not forever. We don't know how long it would take despite our tests, but with that life span, our little guy here would live a normal life like everyone else does."
Well, that is good news. Hornet didn't mind living a little longer than his fellow male hornets. He saw them die before him, and it was weird why he didn't die along with them. It was a miracle, but he did feel a little weak days ago before he was captured. It was probably his body and mind that couldn't live that long anymore. Now that he has the life gem, he was able to survive his own life span, and live like humans and other longer life-spanned animals. Maybe this won't be bad after all. The test might've tortured him, but maybe this is a blessing that he got to live longer than his own colony. And not only that. He has a stinger! The thing that male hornets like him won't ever have! Take that!
But the conversation wasn't over as Hornet kept listening.
"Did you get another list of experiments for our subject tomorrow?" The female scientist asked
"Yes. One last test, and we'll get rid of him," Female Scientist #2 said.
Hornet gasped in horror. This was the most terrifying news that Hornet had ever heard.
"Good. After we get the results, we'll just get that life gem off of him, and recharge. That bug was no use anyway. No one would miss a short lifespan insect like a hornet anyway," Scientist #1 said.
"We should've tested a rat instead," Scientist #2 chuckled as the three of them left the room, and turned the lights off before locking the door.
This is bad. This is really really bad! He won't survive any longer after all. If he finished a test tomorrow, then he would die for sure. Hornet started to get scared. He looked at his life gem, and held it close. It was glowing. Hornet didn't know why he was chosen to be an experiment of this life gem, but this meant for him to live a normal life like everyone else, then he won't waste this "blessing". There was a reason why his life hadn't ended yet, and he was given an extra life to prevent him from dying. He might not like being tested with this life gem as it was torturing him, but living a normal life with this gem would be great to experience more time of freedom, and away from his troubled past. He couldn't wait until tomorrow to escape. He has to escape sooner or now.
"I have to get out of here!" He panted in fear as he looked around, trying to find a way out of this jar and this laboratory.
Hornet quickly shoved himself onto the walls of the jar, hoping that he would knock himself and the jar off the shelf to break it, and he would escape, but he wasn't strong enough to knock the jar. But then, he looked up, and only had the cover with holes that sealed the jar close. Just then, he had an idea, but he wasn't sure if it's gonna work.
Hornet grabbed two holes in the lid with his hands, and started spinning himself. He felt the lid was stuck, so he had to try harder. But then, a miracle happened. The lid started to turn. To his ecstatic, Hornet continued to spin around, until he reached the end, opening the lid of the jar, and threw it off the opening. Finally, Hornet was free!
Hornet flew out, and wandered all over the room to find a way out. Then, he noticed an open window, leading outside where he could see the night sky and the stars. Finally, a way out, Hornet flew threw an open window, and kept flying as fast as he could. He even removed the tag from his abdomen, and threw it away. Hornet kept flying fast and far far far away from the laboratory so he wouldn't be seen by any scientist or anyone in the area.
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Now that Hornet was sure he was already too far from the laboratory, he didn't know where he was now. He was only surrounded by bright lights, tall buildings, and fast cars. He wasn't familiar with a big city like this. He didn't know where to go or what to do anymore. With the life gem on the metallic suit of his thorax, Hornet had to keep flying to get away from danger.
"Why is this happening to me? Why do I live like this?" Hornet sighed as he felt his eyes watery while he was flying, "First, my colony hated me, then I became some kind of experiment, and now... where would I go?" Fluttering in the air, Hornet looked down on his glowing life gem, and caressed it, "Now that I had this thing in me, guess I won't die any time soon, but..." he looked up to see the tall buildings brightening the night sky because of their lights, "What would be my purpose now?"
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Don't be upset or mad at all Don't feel regret, or sad at all Hey, I'm still an ordinary hornet
And I'm fine, I am totally fine I will stand on the side as they shine I'm not fine, I'm not fine
I can't murder another critter I can't kill another home I can't take another night Up in my comb
Waiting for a miracle I can't bear to defend the hive by fighting It leaves me in great disdain Can't keep down the unspoken visible pain
Always waiting on a miracle, a miracle Always flying alone Always wanting for more Like I'm still at that hive Longing to shine like all of them shine All I need is a change All I need is a chance
All I know is I can't Stay on the side Open your eyes Open your eyes Open your eyes
I would be useful Make a whole crew be victorious Someone please just let me know Where do I go
I am waiting on a miracle A miracle I would prove myself Show this world something new
Who I am inside So what can I do? I'm sick of waiting on a miracle So here I go
I am ready! Come on, I'm ready! I've been patient and steadfast and steady! Bless me now as everyone got blessed everyday
When they got a miracle Am I too late for a miracle?
That was all he could think of. He had been suffering enough. His fellow hornets hated him, his colony left him to die, scientists used him as an experiment with an object that would help him survive, and now he was lost in this big smelly city. What would he do now? Where would he go?
Hornet found himself in a narrow dark alley where there were garbage cans, and hung laundry above him. Hornet flew down, and took a small piece of cardboard and paper as he landed on the ground. He put the tiny piece of cardboard on the ground, and laid down with a newspaper covering his body. Now that he's a cyborg, he had to feel comfortable. It didn't feel comfortable with a new stinger sewn on the point of his rear end. Just then, he spotted a tiny stuffed baby swan behind the garbage can. He crawled and snatched the stuffed swan, and squeezed it. This made him feel comfortable, and even sleepy. Hornet put the stuffed swan down, and used it as his pillow before falling asleep.
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Credits:
Rhenzy Feliz - Mr. Hornet
Ben Affleck - Scientist #1/Lead Scientist
Alice Braga - Female Scientist
C.S. Lee - Scientist #2
Angela Bassett - Female Scientist #2
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Author aggimaginary
Co-Author TU4QU0I53T4IAN6L3 Masterclass60
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So you're a tough guy Like it really rough guy Just can't get enough guy Chest always so puffed guy I'm that bad type Make your mama sad type Make your girlfriend mad tight Might seduce your dad type I'm the bad guy
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So, here it is! This is the chapter that is a surprise for everyone.
This chapter took place after Hornet is abandoned by his colony as it was mentioned in chapters 3 and 4. After studying the map of Washington, I had the chapter mentioning Baine City, which was the only city close to Chuckanut Mountain.
This is also the first chapter of The Bad Guys fanfic that the canon characters of The Bad Guys movie were absent, due to being Mr. Hornet's past.
The concept of "life gem" was an inspiration by a Deviantart user, GrovyleFangirl1997, who also let me use this concept for Hornet and his story. Thank you so much for letting me use the life gem concept.
Male hornets don't have stingers, so, since then, Hornet has an artificial stinger made from a different species of female hornet.
The chapter also revealed that Hornet was a cyborg and got a chance to live past his species' original life span.
Hornet's "Waiting On A Miracle" was a parody of the original song from "Encanto"
Special thanks to TU4QU0I53T4IAN6L3 for helping me create the Test scenes. And also, to MasterClass60 for her and TU4QU0I53T4IAN6L3 helped me recreate the lyrics for the song for Hornet.
I hope you all like this chapter so far. Sorry for the delay. See you soon!
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jeysecretive · 1 year
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First experience with perspective
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ENTRY LEVEL MEANS NO EXPERIENCE. IT MEANS NO PORTFOLIO OF RELEVANT SAMPLES. ENTRY LEVEL IS ENTRY LEVEL
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can’t stop thinking about my friend’s cishet partner who said last night that he doesn’t think anyone is the same gender. god-tier take.
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People underestimate how much it fucks you up to be subtly excluded as a kid. I would try to talk to my classmates and be met with disinterest or annoyance. The one friend I had, who I clung to and nodded along to his every word, had other friends he liked just as much or more. And his other friends didn’t care for me at all.
I look back at pictures from the time and see how separated I was from them. I remember knowing I was different. I remember posing questions about the world to the girls playing next to me and realizing that they had never asked the same ones to themselves. That the ways we thought couldn’t be more different.
I kept myself amused with my own fanatical stories and musings in my head. I would wander the playground on a circular path, imagining a friend and being sorely disappointed when it didn’t feel as real as I’d hoped.
There was a bubble separating me from everyone else, thin, and nearly invisible, but with a pearly sheen you could catch under the right conditions. I knew it was there, they knew it was there, and it changed me
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brain--rott · 9 months
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"everybody experiences that" says mother who has the same symptom of the same mental illness
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ames-draws · 5 months
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I'm fed up with "maybe later".
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bumblebeebats · 7 months
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"Don't just throw ripped jeans away, you can repair them using these 10 cute Visible Mending techniques!!" unfortunately my friend the first point of failure for every single pair of jeans i have owned in my life has been the Crotch and Ass. Knees: fine, cuffs: fine; but 3 years in, and all that stands between the world and my astronaut-patterned taint is 0.5µm of denim worn so thin that every squat threatens to tear it to shreds like wet toilet paper. If the Tiktok craft community could figure out a way to resurrect jeans afflicted in such a way that doesn't involve adding a whole ass buttpatch like some sort of inverse assless chaps situation then that'd be great
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sunbloomdew · 7 months
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do you ever see a person and you are overcome with incredible fondness? and you just think "oh." but not in a romantic or sexual way you are just filled with warmth and it makes you happy, it just does. and you think "i'm so happy you exist. i'm happy you are somewhere out there in the world, doing your thing". it's love but also not entirely
like people are lovely and i feel it in my entire chest like a burning candle that smells like roses and a sunny day
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dovesick · 4 months
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endless night
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atissi · 3 months
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i don't really like when people say dungeon meshi is accidentally good autistic representation, because while i understand not wanting to make conclusions without explicit confirmation from the author, there's always the weird assumption that non-western authors somehow don't know about things like neurodivergency/queerness/etc. (on top of the assumptions that east asian authors are somehow more naive or oblivious to "western" social issues).
given that dungeon meshi started being published in 2014, it's not really a "work belonging to its times"—it's as contemporary as any other media we discuss on this site, which means it should be fair to assume it engages with contemporary topics (and at the very least, you shouldn't say that the representation is accidental with so much confidence)
but anyways, the chapter "perfect communication" in ryoko kui's "terrarium in a drawer" is some of the most straightforward autistic representation I've seen, and from now on I'm going to assume that laios's character writing is absolutely intentional in that regard:
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acrowseye · 10 days
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i'm conducting an experiment. everyone who's from an english speaking country state your country, regional area and what you call the following images. i need to see something
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nouverx · 2 months
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"I want to eat you" is their love language and you can't change my mind
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rivetgoth · 2 months
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It's honestly crazy that discussion around testosterone HRT skews so much towards the beginning stages of it (to the point that you have dozens of guys thinking their transition is "failed" if they don't pass by like a year in lol) and what the initial changes of the first couple of months to years look like, like the classic laundry list of those early basic changes like bottom growth, voice drop, etc, when IMO literally none of that compares remotely to the depth and intensity of the long term total masculinization you start to experience like 3-5+ years in.
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eosofspades · 9 months
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i didn't have "i'm broken" teenage asexual angst i had "i'm literally being the only reasonable one about this concept and the rest of you are behaving like fucking freaks" perception issues
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