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mirrorscomic · 3 years

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MIRRORS: CHAPTER 7

Summary: In Mainverse, the appearance of the pair from Villainverse has apparently caught the attention of the gods. Will this attention be a good thing, or perhaps be a problem?

Author Notes: i'm back finally with another chapter! this is a special chapter that marks the beginning of the original mirrorsverse context; this is no longer taking place in the dragon ball universe! some changes have been made to the story and characters, such as names and designs, as well as an art style shift! i hope you enjoy the changes ive made! <3

Another day passes in the Land of Creation--the realm where the Gods of Creation reside. Here, a creator god sits by herself in a field, seeming concentrated on one area of the sky. A figure creeps up quietly behind her, not making a sound…

“So, what is the North Creator up to today, then?”

She’s startled, but her body relaxes when she realizes who has joined her, and she lets out an annoyed sigh. “Oro, don’t you have better things to do than bother me? Go back and watch over the South Quadrant like you’re supposed to. I have bigger things to worry about over here.”

“Oh?” The other creator god, Oro, looks out to try and see what she is looking at. “Like what?”

“A lemurian living on Earth. His counterpart from a parallel universe somehow hopped through the cosmos with a wormhole and came to stay with him for a few days. I’m keeping an eye on him for now to make sure he doesn’t try doing the same thing.”

“A lemurian?” Oro seems interested. He squints, focusing where she is concentrated on. His vision flies through the galaxy, zooming in on one particular spot of planet Earth, where a lemurian farmer and his mother are seeming to practice. It’s Patoto and Zumeg, and Zumeg is encouraging her son.

“Come on, Patoto, you can do it! Dig deeper!”

“I’m trying…!” Patoto says as he seems to be straining himself to power up. In an abrupt blast of power, he achieves Super Lemurian--something he’s used to--but this time, he’s trying to reach a higher level.

The sight amazes Oro, and he widens his eyes. “What in the world is that?”

The other god doesn’t look from her spot. “It’s called Super Lemurian. Their race can achieve transformations like that to grow more powerful. There’s also a Super Lemurian Two, which is what I assume this lemurian is trying to reach. There may even be a third level.”

Oro watches in awe. “Such power…”

...should be used by a god.

He stands up straight and waves his hand as he turns to leave. “Well, you have fun with that. I’ll be off back to my own business.”

The other god frowns a little. “It’s about time.”

As Oro walks away, he glances over his shoulder with a rather devious expression.

Back on Earth, Patoto leans over onto his knees, obviously winded from all the exertion. “Phew… I think I’m gettin’ closer!”

Zumeg smiles and walks over to pat his back. “I think you are, too. Your energy seems a lot more intense now than it was before.” She walks by him, then. “I’ll go get us some drinks. You deserve a break. I’ll be right back, okay?”

“Okay!”

As Zumeg disappears into the house, Patoto is left to stretch happily. However, almost immediately, his body transforms into that of the creation god, Oro. He’s confused by his new, smaller appearance, looking down at himself. “H-huh? What the--?”

“This is a very interesting planet you have here.”

Patoto looks over to where the voice came from. There floating in the air is what looks to be himself, wearing strange new clothes and earrings. Patoto is even more confused than he was before. “H-hey… That’s my face!”

His copy grins wickedly. “Finders, keepers, I guess. Hm…” He looks over Patoto’s clothes, seeming to inspect them for a moment before waving his hand over his own body. His wardrobe changes to that of Patoto’s suddenly, except this version is all black. He grins and holds out his hands to his sides. “Blends in a little better, don’t you think?”

Just as this happens, Zumeg returns from the house with two drinks. She stops in her tracks when she sees the scene playing out before her, furrowing her brow. “What in the world?”

Patoto looks back at her. “Mom!!” He quickly makes his way over to his mother and points at the false Patoto. “Mom, this stranger stole my body…!”

She looks at him confusedly. “What…?”

“Please believe me!” Patoto urges. “I’m Patoto! That guy over there isn’t me; he stole my face!”

Zumeg looks back at the apparent copycat. He has a sick smirk on his lips, which causes her to frown. “... I believe you. My son would never look at me like that.”

Setting the drinks down, she walks away from the real Patoto and glares at the newcomer. “Who the hell are you? What do you want with my son?”

The fake Patoto sticks up his nose with a grin. “It makes sense that you wouldn’t know me. I am Oro, one of the five Creators of your universe.”

“Creators? What the hell are you talking about?”

“Of course you wouldn’t understand. To put it simply, I am a god of your world.”

Patoto looks at his hands. “A...god? Y’mean I have a god’s body right now?”

“Yes. But, I don’t expect you to know how to use it, heh.”

Zumeg chimes in. “What would a god want with my son, then?”

Oro folds his arms behind his back, looking around at the scenery. “I was watching you all from my world and I saw something amazing. You transformed and became much more powerful than you were before. I saw this power and realized that it was much more suitable for a god than it was a measly mortal. So, I wanted to try it out for myself.”

“So, you stole my son’s body?” “Borrowed without asking.” Oro raises a hand and charges up an energy ball with it. “I wanted to play around with it for a while.”

Realizing what’s about to happen, Zumeg dives back towards Patoto and tackles him out of the way just before a ball of energy hits the ground where he stood. Once they’re safe, she turns back and snarls at Oro. “Hey!!”

Oro doesn’t seem to be paying attention to her. He’s looking at his hand, mesmerized. “Amazing… Even at base strength, the power is incredible. Now, for that transformation…”

Zumeg and Patoto watch as Oro channels his energy through his body, yelling as he does so. In a sudden burst, his hair turns blonde and his eyes go crimson, completing the transformation to Super Lemurian. He looks back at his hands, smiling. “Amazing…! I’m overflowing with immense power! This transformation is outstanding!”

Zumeg starts walking towards him. “Alright, you’ve had your fun! Give my son back his body!”

She charges at him with a punch, but he blocks it easily with his finger. In response, she begins to throw a flurry of punches, but he blocks all of them with a finger as well, almost taunting her. With a smirk, he suddenly whaps her away with his tail, and she goes flying.

Patoto is watching from the ground in dismay when he’s suddenly joined by another person seemingly out of thin air. He turns to look at them--a woman with pink skin and white hair, similar in appearance to his current body. “W-who are you?”

She turns to look at him. “I am Enlil, a God of Creation. I’m the Creator in charge of your universe quadrant. I’m here to stop Oro from causing more trouble than he already has.”

Patoto blinks. “You’re a god, too?”

Behind them, Kinpa and Evelyn come hurrying out of the house, apparently having heard the ruckus outside. Evelyn looks at the two standing in front of the porch. “What’s goin’ on out here?”

She notices Zumeg and Oro in the sky as they fight. “What in the world are they doin’ up there?”

“Your son’s body has been stolen by a god who thinks he can just do whatever he wants,” replies Enlil. She gestures towards the real Patoto beside her. “This is your Patoto.”

Patoto’s eyes start to tear up. “Mama…”

As he rushes over and hugs her, Evelyn looks startled. “P-Patoto…?”

Kinpa looks from Patoto up to the dueling lemurians. “So… That’s not Patoto? That’s a god in Patoto’s body? How did he switch bodies like that?”

“He used objects called the wishing stones on a planet called Phibia to wish it that way,” Enlil explains. “Unfortunately, those wishing stones can only be used once a year. I have to find a way to keep him at bay until they can be used again.”

Kinpa thinks for a moment. “Wishing stones…? Hey, don’t we have those on Earth? I remember an icejin talking about them.”

Enlil looks over at him in surprise. “Really?” She proceeds to close her eyes for a moment in silence, and she then opens them again. “You’re right! How did I not see them before? There’s a phibian on this planet who has a set.” She turns to Kinpa and holds out her hand. “Come with me. I need someone with me in case something goes wrong.”

Kinpa looks at her hand before hesitantly taking it. “U-um… Okay.”

In an instant, the two teleport away, leaving Evelyn there with Patoto. The next thing they know, they’ve arrived at what seems to be a campsite in the middle of a forest somewhere. As they look around, someone opens the door to the little hut that is sitting in front of them.

A green-skinned individual, the phibian in question, comes out and blinks. “Oh! Can I help you?”

Enlil steps forward. “We don't have much time to explain, but we need to use your wishing stones. There’s a crisis that could eventually endanger the whole world if we don’t stop it right now.”

The phibian looks them over. It doesn’t take long for him to nod in approval. “Okay. I can tell your intentions are good. Let me get them for you.” He starts to disappear into his hut, but he looks over his shoulder first. “Name’s Kigai, by the way! It’s nice to meet you. Now, give me one second…”

Back on the farm, Zumeg and Oro continue their fight as Evelyn and Patoto watch in concern. Zumeg is getting beaten back pretty good by Oro, who hasn’t even broken a sweat. The god dodges elegantly away from every punch.

“This was fun for a while,” he muses, “but now it’s starting to get annoying. You’re persistent; I’ll give you that. But…”

He points two fingers at her before firing a laser beam through her chest. She falls to the ground lifelessly as Evelyn and Patoto watch in shock.

“You should know never to cross a god.”

“How do we summon the dragon?”

Kigai looks at Enlil after finishing arranging the wishing stones on the ground. “Like this…” He hovers his hands above the stones. “Wish dragon Shtelru, by your name, I summon you!”

The stones begin to glow a brilliant blue, and then, suddenly, an energy beam shoots upward out from them. From the beam forms a giant dragon, towering above the group. Kigai and Enlil seem unfazed, but Kinpa is blown away from the size of the creature.

Soon enough, the dragon speaks. “Speak your wishes now, and I will grant them, if it is within my power,” he booms.

Kigai gestures to Shtelru, turning to Enlil. “Go ahead.”

Enlil steps forward. “Great dragon, I wish for you to switch Oro and Patoto’s bodies back to normal!”

Shtelru’s eyes glow a bright red. “Very well. It is done.”

In an instant, Oro and Patoto’s bodies swap back to their original owners. Oro looks down at his body in confusion. “What?!”

Meanwhile, Enlil turns to Kinpa. “Kinpa, you stay here. I need to make sure it worked. I’ll be back.” She looks up at the dragon again. “Shtelru, can you wait just a moment?”

“Do not make me wait long.”

“I won’t.”

Enlil teleports back to the farm, leaving Kinpa to stand with Kigai. When she arrives, she’s greeted by the scene of Evelyn holding her wife on the ground, sobbing over her body.

“Zumeg…!” Evelyn cries. “Zumeg, wake up…!”

Enlil is shocked. She looks to where Patoto is standing with his fists clenched tightly at his sides, now in his own body. He is trembling.

“You… You shoulda never hurt my mom,” he growls. The air around him begins to crackle as his energy spikes. Suddenly, he explodes with power, his hair turning blonde and his eyes burning red. Tears are streaming down his face. “I’ll make you pay!!!”

He launches himself at a surprised Oro, who proceeds to get the punch of his life directly to the face.

He’s flung back through the trees, crashing through the forest before skidding to a stop in a ditch formed by the impact of his body on the ground. He opens his eyes just in time to see Patoto flying towards him, and he just barely dodges an intensely-powerful blow that instead strikes the ground below him. Patoto snaps around as Oro tries to fly away, grabbing him by the leg before slamming him directly into the ground.

While this is happening, Enlil stands over Evelyn. “Wait right here. I can fix this, I promise.”

She teleports back to the others at Kigai’s camp, wasting no time before speaking again. “Zumeg was killed. Can Shtelru bring her back?”

Kigai nods. “As long as she hasn’t been brought back before, yes.”

“Okay.” She looks up at the dragon once more. “Shtelru, I have another wish!”

Shtelru’s thunderous voice responds, “Speak it now, before I run out of patience.”

“I wish for the lemurian Zumeg to be brought back to life!”

Once again, the dragon’s eyes glow brightly as he grants the wish. “It is done.”

Miraculously, thanks to Shtelru, Zumeg’s eyes flutter open as Evelyn cries over her. She sits up, surprising Evelyn in the best way. Evelyn hugs her tightly. “Oh, honey, I thought you were gone…!”

Zumeg rubs her head. “What happened…? Where’s--”

She looks up to see Patoto kicking the absolute shit out of Oro. The god is bleeding profusely, evidently having been taking an intense beating from the lemurian. Patoto performs an overhead kick and sends Oro flying down to the ground, where he crashes and slides along the dirt. When he stops, he weakly looks up to see Enlil staring down at him in disappointment. Patoto lands a few feet behind them as Enlil nods to him. “I’ll take him from here Patoto. Thank you.”

Patoto doesn’t seem to be quite finished with him yet, still clearly angry, but the voice of his mother stops him from stepping forward.

“Patoto!”

He turns to see Zumeg running towards him, and the anger in his expression completely disappears into relief. “Mom?”

The two hug tightly as Patoto powers down to his base form once again. As this happens, Enlil lifts Oro up over her shoulder and turns to everyone, who is gathering around Zumeg and Patoto.

“I’m sorry to have brought you all so much trouble,” she assures solemnly. “He won’t be back to do it again after this; I promise.”

The two gods disappear, leaving the group to stand there. Patoto nuzzles his mother lovingly, clearly happy to have her back and safe. Evelyn also seems pleased with the outcome of all this. Kinpa is the only one whose mind seems to be elsewhere.

#mirrors #chapter 7

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bakutae · 4 years

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baking with shouto

pairing: shouto todoroki x reader

prompt: you’re really pretty

context: where you and shouto bake cupcakes together

author’s note (if any): this is my second entry for the @bnhabookclub event and this time it’s going to be a proper fic. enjoy :)

A pleasant aroma invaded your senses as you let out a groan and slowly opened your eyes. You looked to your side. Shouto wasn't there, he must have woken up early. You slowly got out of bed, your upper thighs mildly aching from last night's lovemaking session. You gathered the clothing thrown on the floor and threw it in the basket that stored both you and Shouto's dirty laundry, a gentle smile playing on your lips as you thought of last night's fun.

Rummaging through Shouto's drawer and pulling out one of his white shirts, you then put it on, the material carelessly draped over your petite figure. It smelt like Shouto, and you loved it. You then tied your hair up into a loose bun while making your way to the bathroom to get ready.

Once you were done, you made your way into the kitchen, where Shouto was, judging from the aroma wafting in your apartment. You saw him, clad in a plain black shirt and sweatpants, whisking up breakfast for you, and crept behind him. When you were cooking, Shouto would usually hug you from behind. However, you went for his sides instead.

"What in the flying f- y/n please n-no HAHAHA i'm-i'm making-"

Shouto tried to get you to stop in the midst of laughing as he tried to focus on making what seemed like bacon and eggs. You flashed him a cheeky smile as you peeked at the food from his shoulder.

He dropped the spatula in his hand and turned around suddenly, taken aback. Much to your surprise, he enveloped you in a deep hug. You thought that he was going to seek vengeance and tickle you back, but you were proved wrong.

"Shou, what's up? What's with the sudden hug?"

He buried his head in your neck and snuggled in deeper.

"Nothing, I just love you so much." His voice is slightly muffled and you squirmed. His breath was slightly tickling you but you loved it. It was moments like these that makes your relationship so precious. Your heart felt so full of love for Shouto and you tightened your grip around his neck.

He shifted suddenly, and looked at you.

"Why does your shirt not smell like you- wait, y/n is that my shirt?"

You tilted your head in an angle and spoke into Shouto's ear. It seemed that both you and Shouto were fond of each other's body scent.

"Yes it is, now continue making breakfast please? I don't want to call in the fire department at eight in the morning."

He snickered and gently pulled away, a loving undertone painted over his eyes as he glanced into your eyes.

"Well lucky for you you have a boyfriend that has a fire and ice quirk."

Right. You had not thought of that. But it was so early in the morning, who could blame you? You stepped away, hoping that it would cause Shouto to concentrate better.

You watched him flip the bacon and the egg with admiration. Thankfully, it was not burnt from the little exchange you two had.

“Shou.”

“Hm?”

“Let’s bake today.”

“Sure, why not.”

You two hurriedly finished up breakfast and Shouto assisted you in doing the dishes, though you two had a condition that one cook, the other will do the dishes. Afterwards, you two put on your aprons that you got off the internet. Yours had a cute penguin design on it. His one said ‘Kiss the Cook’. Typical. You pretended to read the words on the apron as your fingertips trailed along the words. You tip-toed and pressed a firm but gentle kiss to his soft lips, which caused Shouto to grin, then pulled you in again for another quick kiss.

“So what are we making today?” Shouto asked you, rummaging through the drawers to search for the ingredients needed.

“I was thinking buttercream frosted cupcakes.” Shouto met your gaze, indirectly asking him if it was alright. He subtly nodded.

You then attached the whisk attachment to the stand mixer and plugged it in. You then preheated the oven. Shouto was filling a saucepan with water and getting it to a simmer. Gosh. You two were so perfect for each other that you don’t even need to use words to communicate yet the teamwork was just amazing.

You whisked the egg whites, both granulated and powdered sugar, cream of tartar and vanilla while you walked towards Shouto, who was waiting for you to pass him the bowl. You two had made buttercream frosted cupcakes to the point where no reference was needed.

You passed Shouto the bowl, and the tips of your fingertips touched his and your cheeks flushed a gentle pink. You two were so far into your relationship that it shouldn’t have made you blush. But the butterflies in your stomach were still there. Shouto thankfully didn’t notice, if not he would have teased you so much for it.

Shouto then gently placed the bowl above the saucepan over the simmering water and whisked it after that. You then decided to go ahead with making the cupcake batter as you pulled another glass bowl from the drawer and measured out the flour, sugar, baking powder, baking soda and salt and whisked it together with a fork, since Shouto had used the whisk for the frosting.

You were about to go grab another bowl to combine the wet ingredients when Shouto had already one prepared for you and passed it to you wordlessly. You smiled at him, grateful for his thoughtfulness. You tossed in the butter and sugar and beat it up with an electric mixer until light and fluffy then added the eggs one at a time, followed by the vanilla. You and Shouto much preferred using vanilla bean than extract so you used a small knife to cut through the vanilla bean and scraped the paste off it and threw it in.

By then, the buttercream frosting mixture was quite warm and the sugars had already dissolved. Shouto then placed the bowl next to the stand mix and motioned for you to continue. He knew how much you loved to watch the mixer incorporate air into the mixture. You felt your heart warm up and you shook your head. You didn’t want Shouto to miss out on that fun too. You had such a considerate boyfriend and you really appreciated him for that.

He still seemed hesitant, but he flipped the switch and poured in the mixture anyway, standing by the stand mixer- is that why they call it the stand mixer?- occasionally using a spatula to scrape down the frosting at the sides.

You then mixed the wet and dry ingredients together and then went to place each paper liner in the cupcake tray. The paper liner was half red and half white, and when you and Shouto were shopping for paper liners, you saw this and had to get it, for it resembled your boyfriend’s hair.

You filled each liner two-thirds full with the batter and placed it in the hot oven. You then moved towards Shouto. It had been around thirty minutes of working in silence and you missed talking to him. You set your place beside him, your shoulders barely touching.

“Shou, I just-”

“Yeah, I know.”

“Wait, you knew what I was about to say?” Your face was one of surprise as you looked at Shouto with wide eyes.

“Yeah, you placed the batter in the oven, right? As in, that’s what you were about to tell me.”

You nodded, and Shouto smiled, seemingly proud of himself. It was then that the kitchen started to smell amazing, with the cupcakes half baked and frosting whipping up. Your eyes closed, as you took a deep breath of the scent and let out gentle sigh.

A few more minutes later, the frosting was ready. Shouto grabbed a piping bag as you helped him open the piping bag as he scooped the delicious frosting inside. He then took the piping bag from you and hovered the piping bag above his mouth and squeezed the bag, causing some frosting to plop into his mouth.

“Hey, Shou!”

“You’re just jealous that I did it first, y/n.”

This wasn’t the first time where you two had this conversation, and you shook your head, smiling.

You and him had small conversations while waiting for the cupcakes to bake and cool. Time seemed to pass so fast while talking to Shouto about nothing in particular. The conversation went from how he was doing with hero work to talking about the best Wi-Fi names you two had ever seen. It was fun, though you mostly did all the talking and Shouto was standing there watching you with a slight smile on his face. The intensity of which he was staring at you made you feel embarrassed as you fiddled with the bottom of Shouto’s shirt, now capturing the essence of the baked goods.

After the cupcakes had cooled, you brought it out and placed it on the marbled table. You picked up the piping bag first and tried to pipe the cupcake, staring at the cupcake so intensely and trying so hard to swirl it perfectly that Shouto was just staring at you admiringly. God, you were so pretty in his eyes at that moment, with your tongue dancing along your bottom lip as you continued to squeeze the piping bag and the occasional lip biting. Oh gosh. Shouto felt as if he was going insane, just by looking at you. A chuckled escaped his lips as he thought of how stupid his thoughts were and your head whipped up to look at Shouto.

“What’s up Shouto?”

He blushed. How would you have reacted if he told you the silly things he was just thinking about?

“W-well... nothing much I guess. It’s just... you’re really pretty... you know. You have no idea how... attractive you look right now piping the cupcake.”

taglist: @bnha-homeroom

#bnhabookclub #i actually did research on this fic :')#also i'm just obsessed with cooking shows that's why too #shouto todoroki #shouto todoroki x reader #bnha fic #bnha fluff #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha x reader

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blackuigryphonvr · 3 years

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#PokemonGo #Niantic #Wayfarer #NewPokeStop This is a totally new one that recently went through. I previously wouldn't submit these even tho the old Ingress rules were fine with Water Towers. But, they've been updating the system rules. The founder of the local Discord group suggested adamantly that I go for it, n since I'd had quite a bit of success last month, n he showed me the rules were updated, I went for it.

This specific location was QUITE A LOT OF EFFORT! I generally shy away from some of the more dedicated hard work ones lately, because there's a gang of punks that just screw with me.... I also am starting to suspect they have beef w the head guy as well. He's very upstanding n likable as a person, very polite, Intelligent, authentic, principled, very fair, n kind. So, I have respect for the man. We're not buddies IRL but within the context of the game and inside his server, we're kool. But, that might be why some immature guys don't like him. People hate me for being nice also.

Anyways, I have a rapport w some of the players. But, outside of the game, we're not actually friends. It's just how the culture is here.

But, I'm very good at speculating n speculative analysis. Based on any given sets of patterns, I can extrapolate things like: cause, motive, profiling of individuals, triangulation, multiple alternative view points, origin, personality, and so on. I use: deduction, reductive logic, Ockham's razor, Socratic Method, inductive reasoning, and plausible concepts, as well as other methods for critical thinking skills.

When I speculate on a persistent pattern of events, especially pesky problems n setbacks, I look for the causes n common patterns. I try to find the most likely n simplistic answers, n look for proof or evidence to back it up... but, when I have missing pieces I have to work either backwards, or imaginatively... I try to scrutinize it n I generally tend to come to about 1-3 theories or hypothesis. Sometimes, it the stuff that's really odd, or crazy that I'm less likely to believe.... but, when something consistently repeats itself.... that's data. The more u have, the more u can build a case... n often times the odd stuff, the possible n plausible things that u think r nuts, start to become the more likely thing.... until BAM u have the evidence. Its one thing to find clues, n another to find a smoking gun.

So..... this is how I conclusively figured out who my list of suspects were, their motives, n results.... since I've pretty much confirmed who is who, n who did what.... I can also speculate that based on various evidence n data that I am leaning towards the idea that a group dislikes the head guy. That's unfortunate, because he's actually rather kind.

I am not sure whether they dislike me because I'm a woman, or I'm a unique person, or because I get along somewhat well w the head guy. But, I also actively encourage others.

(It just so happens that this NEW POKESTOP turned 1 of my other new PokeStops into a PokéGym! AND GUESS WHO WAS INSIDE IT? CONFIRMATION! SMOKING GUN! Ingress/Yellow Team CONFIRMED)

I also had suspected that a group that were screwing w us in our area were Ingress players.... Before, it was usually the Red team that was trouble makers, but they have mostly Mellowed out since September. But, since March I started to notice the Yellow team was acting strange..... this also started escalating in the summer, n various behaviors n things people said to me started to make me suspect something was up on the Yellow Team....

Well, I've pretty much confirmed ALL OF THIS recently! It IS INGRESS PLAYERS AND THEY HAVE POKÉMON GO ACCOUNTS ON THE YELLOW TEAM! I know EXACTLY who the TOP suspect is, n the cohorts.

So.... u can be sneaky n hide.... but like always, they let their guard down, n slip up.... but I'm always vigilant, or take notice of odd things even when I'm not trying....

So, I do know who u are!

Among some of the strangest stuff that happens to me are vehicles that follow me, or honk at me, or shine spotlights on me. As well as shout profanities at me.

Recently, random vehicles pull up to me n want me to get in their cars, especially women whom I don't know.

So, there's at least 3-5 different groups of peoples that have something against me. It's like layers of stuff to sort through...

Well, u like data? How's THIS data for ya?

If u THINK I'm predictable, know that I'm VERY capable adapting, altering my ways of doing things, n throwing u off. U, however, r not as bright as u thought... sure, I can be caught off guard... but, so can u.

I'm NOT A TOY for u to play with. I'm NOT A COMODITY. U can't make me do something I don't want to! U can't make me think anything I don't want to. U can't gaslight me n think it will work.

U can take a flying leap.

U can't stop me. I have more resolve than u. Hate, anger, jealousy, envy, n other negative motivations of bullies n haters cannot be prolonged... after a while, it will wear u out. U will give up.

I can read u even if I can't see u.

U will NEVER BE ME, n u will NEVER eclipse my record. I am THE GREATEST, n most accomplished at getting stuff on the map! I put in the effort! I put in the time! U will NEVER be able to beat that.

I do what I do for positive reasons. This was my dream! I saw it to fruition! I did it ALL ON FOOT! U r just car drivers.

All people in the community, even u, benefit from my hard work! I have the resolve to continue n persevere!

#blackunigryphon #pokemon go #pokemon #wayfarer #new pokestops

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