#it's got a traumatized angel!!! it shoulda known!!!

[muzzleroars]

Hear me out, if Michael believes that even the lowest sinner deserves absolute punishment and V2 was programed to protect people could this lead to arguments or even conflicts between the two of them?

Like, I can't imagine Michael would possibly have anything against V2 wishing to avoid fights but what if Michael wished harm against a husk, such as what he did with the Ferryman, while V2 didn't see them as deserving it (I would guess that as a peacekeeper V2 has some sort of "judge-and-jury.exe" sort thing that let's her judge whether or not someone is a threat or something). Would V2 actively seek to protect a husk if they deemed they weren't a threat, such as a husk living under Minos' protection?

Also, thanks for making this amazing au! You really don't get enough credit for all the hard work that you've put in to it.

this is absolutely the case and why i think of v2 as integral to michael regaining his sense of mercy after all the years he's spent enveloped in god's wrath. v2 is in a very unique position with mike, understanding him in ways many others can't while also having no fear of retribution from him nor being subject to his leadership. it has his respect, it has a connection with him, but it has no problem speaking its mind to him as well. mostly they butt heads over the exact subjects michael expects and so it's not deeply thought-provoking - of course v2 isn't devout, and he doesn't believe it needs to be concerned with what he does as an angel (they'll still bicker about it, but it's nothing so serious) it's very different, though, when the matter of justice, of michael's sense of right and wrong, is put into question by v2, when it raises up arms against him in the protection of husks.

for michael, the matter should be simple when it comes to the damned - they have already been judged and so, as the warden of hell, his justification is implicit. no matter the punishment he deals, no matter the ruling he makes, they are at his discretion and it cannot be flawed for an angel that has so long served in this role, who was made for it. michael is so sure of his given righteousness that v2's defiance of him in that moment, a moment so banal for him as he whips his chains to bind out of place husks, that he thinks it must be mistaken (or he of its intent). the husks are small, filths or strays or schisms, terrified by the angel and the machine just the same, but when michael moves again v2 levels a gun at him demanding he leave these people alone. people? they are sinners, they are the damned, condemned forever by god's law to be inhuman husks. v2 sees it then, that these souls no longer have value in michael's eyes and so can no longer be treated by all the hypothetical mercy he had spoken of. it recoils slightly, trying to find a bit of reason in him but getting regurgitated, dogmatic talking points that barely sound like the michael it knows. even when he argued with it about god and about the laws, it felt passion from him, it felt his personal joy in being a part of it. this feels unthinking, unmoving, at best. hateful. so hateful, he thinks his stance is given and there is no need to defend it...so he has no personal defenses for it.

it creates a major split in the two, the first real damaging blow their established relationship sustains - v2 is adamant and so is michael, both growing furious with the other (likely while the husks escape back to minos's city and never take a walk outside AGAIN!!!) this is not what v2 expected of michael and michael is shocked that his ethical standing is challenged. he does all the rationalizing he can, v2 is a machine, v2 was made by human hands, v2 is wrong because it doesn't understand god, it doesn't understand true law, it knows imperfect, unfair human law. yet...there is doubt in that rationale. michael respects v2's opinions, he has listened to it talk about the achievement of peace and how it was taught so much to judge in fairness. he knows how deeply complex its mind is, not so trapped by bias and emotion the way humans can be though it was designed for them - in fact, v2 could be quite harsh and was made to enforce peace, not just maintain it. he has continually pushed aside gabriel's protest against his conduct because he is fallen, hell-warped...but now v2 is saying the same. michael stays away for some time, cloistered up in heaven and contemplative (for once).

when he returns, it is in that state of doubt, wretched as it is for an angel. and he speaks to v2, plainly, about what his justice is, with v2 quickly seeing how deeply michael has been affected by god's own displeasure. this is not an overnight process. michael, with v2, slowly opens up more and more about his hatred, his vitriolic anger, his utter, unapologetic disgust for the husks of hell, and how he is right for it. it's not simple for v2 to dissect, it gets them into further arguments and shouting matches, but it refuses to give up on this for how much it sees it festering inside of him. michael has mercy and michael has reasoning, and v2 isn't going to allow him to continue his cruelty unabated any longer as it destroys him far more than any rot ever could. in a way, it is achieving more peace than it ever has and that lights a fire in it - for hell's peace, for michael's peace. it's going to use everything it's got, and it's going to be sure mike can no longer abuse the souls here as he sees fit. and the more v2 stands in his way, the more it challenges him over and over, the more it picks at the threads of his hatred to begin unraveling it. it will pull it right down to its evil root, when god told michael to punish lucifer is to show him mercy, when the fallout afterward demanded no love, no matter how little, for the damned could be shown lest an angel go the same way.

#v2 basically gets to learn about everything mike's never even admitted to himself #but v2 also understands what it's like to be programmed. to be a tool at someone else's disposal #and when mike begins to express his regret it knows it can keep going with him #it's got a traumatized angel!!! it shoulda known!!! #cake answers #michael #v2 #rise and fall au #and thank you omggg honestly i never expected the attention it did get!! #im so happy i can share my little ocs and my thoughts...it really does mean a lot ;o; #it's become such a comfort to me and im so glad people want to share it with me

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well. that was it.

**spoilers for prompocalypse  part 2**

Y'all this is it. The end-end. The last recap, at least for Fantasy High.

I honestly could have gotten this up yesterday but I wanted to give myself a hot sec before it was really over. 

But, no way out but through. Let’s get to it. 

We start back up right where we left off with no break in between. Cast still freaking, Brennan still gaping. 

“What the Fuck.” –Brennan 2019

Anyway, Kristen once again appears in corn heaven and she’s very not chill about it. Been there, done that, got the t-shirt. On the plus side, she runs into Doreen in heaven who is young and hot again (which I’m sure Fig would appreciate knowing) and also apologizes for her traumatizing speech to Adaine during her death.

Helio playing beer pong. I wonder if that was always a facet of his personality or if Brennan just decided to yes-and all of Ally’s suggestions of him being a frat bro.

The angels being like, “Please be nice to God. He’s our dad,” was kinda adorable. 

“Why are you dressed like a weird stripper?”/“It’s too hot in here. He’s the sun!”

So while the gang has been living out Breakfast Club + Stranger Things, Aguefort has been Weekend and Bernie’s-ing Heaven apparently. I want to say wild, but tbh that’s pretty on brand for him. The wild part is that he was able to knock out GOD. Like, how even?

Aguefort tells Kristen that Sol is one god of many and she says, “Cool, I always thought that,” as if this is new information but, living in a D&D world, shouldn’t she definitively know that already? Like, the gods in fantasy worlds are pretty blatant about letting their presence be known and there are clerics/paladins who aren’t Heleoic but still have powers. 

OK I have a bone to pick with Ms. Kristen Applebees. You get a chance to talk to the primordial source of all divine power and magic and you (1) ask who you’re allowed to bone and (2) create a TERRIBLE god. Just truly TRASH. She created a reaction gif god. It’s not even a physical representation of the concept. Like, I thought she meant something like Yass from Wreck it Ralph 2 but no. Just a literal Yes! Like, you can trash talk Helio when you come up with something better, girl. Also, wild that you can just…walk into a room and do that. Like you have to knock out Sol first but still. Wild.

“You’ve created a new deity and already you’re fed up with it. I would say that’s par for the course.”

I low key thought Kristen was going to get the option to deify herself. I think because I had just rewatched The Gamers: Dorkness Rising and that figures in to the plot. But, thinking about it, she wouldn’t have gone for that I don’t think.

Aguefort flipping out at Kristen saying that friendship is the greatest magic of all, and rightfully so. That’s BS.

Since when does Kristen have dog tags?

Anyway, as we all suspected, the chronomancy line from episode 1 wasn’t a random line of dialogue, it was a chekhov’s gun. 

I mentioned this in an earlier post. Brennan didn’t seem too concerned that the party was wiping and I think this is why. I think he had two paths for this fight to take. In one, Riz successfully rolled for police and like 6 helpful NPCs plus his mom show up. That’s enough to beat the dragon without dying and Aguefort shows up having Die Hard-ed his way out of heaven. In the other, Kristen dies, goes to heaven, and basically that same series of events happens. Chronomancy saves the day. I think he was shocked because the roll dovetailed so perfectly with the story beat. 

“Is Arthur Aguefort black? Hell yes. My brotha.” Gonna be honest, I basically had that same reaction when they showed his character portrait in ep 1.

Kristen and Arthur jump back into the battle and Arthur gets possessed by Mr. Gibbons. I guess he’s just been hanging around as a ghost this whole time? Because this seems to lend credence to the theory that that’s who possessed Fig in the arcade but didn’t we see him go to the afterlife (which, I have a question about that too later). But I feel like that must have been Brennan’s way of sidelining him for the fight so they didn’t have like a level 20 wizard making it too easy.

“Oh, and Jawbone!” Murph loses it. 

Jawbone stuck in Goldenhoard’s mouth like that meme of the dog smiling, stuck in a fence.

Gorthalax is like, “I don’t feel great sleeping next to this dude.” Fig meanwhile is all, “I wanna sleep between his legs.” She says this at least twice. 

So everyone just have a freaking picnic and takes a nap in the middle of this fight. Can’t say I saw that coming exactly.

Fabian tries to stab Dayne, who is already dead, during the time stop.

“What the fuck do they teach you at this school?”

“Are you talking about the time thing or–”/“Yeah Gorgug! The time thing!.”

“We’re gonna kill this motherfucker, sweetie.”

I love Sklonda so much.

Jawbone is a salad guy.

OK so I know people were shipping Sklonda and Gilear and it was like, “But how would that work with the height difference?” so Brennan, the absolute madman, decides to pair her with the GIANT DEMON???

Adaine about Gilear: Cucked again.

Everyone treating the DRAGON like a JUNGLE GYM.

“It’s basically Jeb Bush’s Campaign.” Ally, with the fury of 1000 suns: EXCUSE ME?

“I bless, [Riz], your mom, and [Fabian.] Are you the only ones with vendettas?”

“I think we’re all pretty blessed.” Gorgug/Zac is so good.

Adaine, who has all the wisdom and intelligence points of the entire party at the moment: You need to stay safe because the reason that we died is that you died. 

The shot that shows everyone on the giant dragon and then the foreground fuzzes out and shows Adaine a safe distance away in the background is hilarious. 

Ice guitar pick. Sweet.

Yeah, Siobhan really shoulda got healing potions out of her jacket, not the freaking wand. Hilarious. The only thing helpful about that was it hinted he was vulnerable to frost damage which they could have guessed. 

I wonder what Brennan had in his notes about the freaking city in Adaine’s jacket. It’s wild they weren’t more curious about that.

I low key loved Emily buffing Murph the whole fight.

“Hell yes Sklonda!”

Ragh: Giving a gay pride speech./Adaine, who doesn’t want to get knocked out again: STAB HIM IN THE DICK DUDE.

And, speaking of, OWWW.

Fig shapeshifting to Dayne. The hell Emily!

And another eye gouging.

Fabian is incapable of doing a single thing without doing some ridiculous parkour stunt first. 

Kristen,not twenty minutes after Riz said it would be crazy to go inside the dragon: Can I climb inside the dragon’s mouth? (Adaine: KRISTEN!)

Gorgug saving Skonda and Riz going, “Thanks for saving my mom!” from across the room.

Brennan is narrating the epic final battle and what cool thing everyone is doing and Kristen is just being digested. 

Riz was my second choice for the coup de grace until it turned out that Kal ate his dad and then he was my first choice. Riz!!!!

What a badass moment for him. The image of him casting a shadow on the wall is super dope.

Everyone flipping off Kal as he dies.

Riz and Sklonda are making dragon casserole bay-bee! 

MURPH FAILS WITH BARDIC INSPIRATION AND BLESS AT A 12 DC.

Aguefort. What a chaos monster.

“I fucked that bird! It is my paramour!”

Hold up, hold up, hold up. Did Kristen’s freaking Yes god kick Sol out of his own freaking heaven? WHAT?

I love that what Adaine got out of this experience was, “Wait, so my powers are bullshit?”

“Everything in this world is bullshit, Ms. Abernant.” Preach.

“So is the sun just a yes now?”/“Maybe.”

Literally 6 cop NPCs. Like they all seem like they’re morons but I’m sure it would have helped!

“Fuck it dude, it’s worth asking.”

“Are you my dad?”/“I was about to ask you the very same thing.”/“What?”

“TAKE HIS EYE. CUT OUT HIS EYE. YOU WANT ME TO BITE IT OUT FOR YOU?”

Brennan really likes the word bud.

Freak the fuck out all the time and just fuck things up. 

They got their ice cream later! And Adaine says thank you to Basrar, even though he’s not even there.

Adaine as the 7 freed maidens (way to go Sandra-Lynn) are re-killing Goldenhoard: Us and them are the only good students.

Gorgug’s nat20! What a WILD time for the dice to give that to him.

“You gotta ask. I ask everyone if they’re my dad.”

Gorgug’s dad (Gorbag) has just as low an intelligence score as his son. It’s hilarious but also sweet.

THE VULTURE

I thought that Digby and WIlma just found Gorgug in the woods? Maybe I’m not remembering right. I would guess that was their version of the stork story but they straight up told him what docking was so…

“Do any other federal agents want to step to Arthur Aguefort on the grounds of his school?”

The Aguefort way!

I wonder what Sam has to say about her former BFF selling her out like that and also getting murdered.

It seems like Gorgug was put on the guest list for hell by accident (his relieved reaction was adorable) but I thought that was orc heaven?

Interesting Gorthalax still has pull in hell when he’s a high school coach now.

BILL BILL BILL BILL BILL BILL

How did he watch the fight? Do they have pay per view in hell?

“I doubt Cathilda will end up here.”

Bill is just such a maniac. I love him so much. I wanna say I can’t believe that killing the devil dril tweet was serious but I can. It’s Bill.

Bill and Fabian having a casual convo in HELL.

Oh my God, Fabian’s mom stabbed Bill’s eye out and he proposed on the spot. No wonder Fabian is so into Aelwen. It’s in his DNA.

What a dope ship.

I can’t believe Emily tricked me into thinking that her end speech wasn’t in service to some nonsense. She held it together for so long but I should have known bc it’s EMILY.

“Young lady, I have no idea who that is and I’m telling you right now yes. I will make whoever that person is vice principal.”

Adaine: Uhhhh….we should find Zayn.

Aww, Zayn’s parents were also terrible elves. 

Unwanted Wingwoman Kristen Applebees

lol at Adaine casting Ray of Sickness on everyone suggesting she date ghost Zayne. Great callbacks to the early eps all around. 

Don’t @ me, but Adaine w/ a ghost boyfriend who also had terrible elf parents might be kinda sick.

“Tomorrow, we’re gonna start training you on how to actually swordfight.” Uhhh, I kinda love Fabian’s mom now?

She literally hasn’t been sober in 15 years. Icon.

“I didn’t know you spoke Tornado.”

Siobhan’s late season tendency to just flip things/people off is hilarious.

Wild that Adaine’s parents just legit DITCHED her that hard and she was like, f ‘em. Clean break.

“She’s helping me spread something.”

Gorgug has so many friends now!!!!!

Lol, Fabian’s whole journey has just been about becoming captain of the Owlbears.

Riz got his PI License. 

Lou and Fabian immediately being so mad at the idea of his mom (Hallariel?) getting with Gilear. Emily/Fig having an equal but opposite reaction. 

“Mama, I will kill this man.”/“I’ll kill you first, it’s not up to you.”

Sandra-Lynn gets with Jawbone. Did Brennan just roll to pair up everyone?

Also, the group is almost all related or quasi-related now. Gorthalax got with Sklonda which makes Fig and Riz sorta siblings. Gilear got with Hallariel making Fig and Fabian sorta siblings. Jawbone sorta adopted Adaine and he got with Sandra-Lynn, again making Adaine kinda siblings with Fig. Plus Fig claimed Gorgug as a sibling a lot of eps ago and if Kristen sticks with Tracker then she’ll marry into this mess. Crazy!

Fabian totally dipping on the sequel hook because he’s gonna be busy trying to break Aelwen out of jail.

I’ve been keeping up with the fanart but there was some in here I hadn’t seen and it was super dope!

I’m so glad we had the after epilogue-epilogue. It was a very nice send-off.

Adaine using her oracle authority to get Zayn back into school! She’s so good. 

Lol and she helped Basrar so he can grant other wishes. I love that this is the NPC that she decided she was going all in for.

Riz and Adaine join AV club! Idk why I love that detail.

Riz cutting off Adaine’s very good question about her jacket w/ his PI talk.

“They’re our rivals.”/“Into it.”

“Is ‘The Ball’ not your real name?” I love Fabian so much.

Zac doing Gorgug’s excited crack-y teenage voice when he’s just concentrating on that and not playing the game is so adorable. He’s just so sweet and enthusiastic and a good kid.

“Guess that tin flower worked, huh?” I cry.

I love that Gorgug’s happy ending is basically just that he has friends now. And that’s literally all he wanted starting out. 

“FIG! GO TO BARD CLASS!”

Aww, Ragh and Gorgug are friends now.

I knew it! I at some point pitched the idea of Ragh ending up with one of the AV guys so he would be w/ someone who had enough intelligence to keep him from dying and I’m 90% sure it’s somewhere on my blog but I can’t be bothered to find it right now. But anyway, he’s in the lgbt club w/ Ragh and Kristen so it’s def a possibility! 

“My bitch sister? Don’t you fucking dare.” (lol, if that happens then the group will be even more related)

Fabian considering recruiting the Cubbys for his rescue attempt of Aelwen.

“Gilear!” I love that Fig loves Gilear now but still calls him by his first name.

And that was Fantasy High! 

I have at least two more posts in the hopper: And epilogue retrospective type deal and also the official JQ37 ranking of all the adults in Fantasy High.

Thanks for sticking with me this far you guys. I can’t draw to save my life and I don’t really do fic so this is the one little way I can contribute to this thing I love so much. 

It’s been real and I’ll see you all soon for an epilogue because, no surprise, I have more things to say. 

#fantasy high #asks #anon #Anonymous

[cheerysociopath-blog]

Drabble#5

Shellie was three years my junior, three times the person I could ever be, and thrice ‘betrayed’ by me: or at least that was the word she was putting on the situation, though I beg to differ. I always did when it came to her arguments, but that’s because she had a way of always making me out to be Public Enemy #1.

Guess that’s all part of the age thing though, right? Obviously being younger, she knows better, but she sure did have the intelligence to maybe be right at least half the time... it was just how she went about it. I didn’t appreciate her blowing things out of proportion, a nasty habit she had concerning me. That time was no different.

Smoking in her kitchen, her back against the sink, and her brown hair tied tightly atop her head as usual. Her hairline was growing patchy at that stage from the style, because she hated having her hair down. Complained it made her face greasy and so ruined her make-up.

“I shoulda known better than to fuckin’ trust you; what the fuck is wrong with me? Why the fuck would you ever keep your promises?”

“I never promised anythin’. If I did, we wouldn’t be here... I don’t break my promises,” I said quietly, spreading jam over my toast. It was near enough dinner-time but I’d only been awake about four hours so technically it was breakfast-time for me. My stomach was about ready to eat after a sinister hang-over had moved on.

When I looked up, she was regarding me coolly. She can’t argue with me on that one, and she can’t argue that she really should have forced me to promise her. “You told me you wouldn’t do this shit to me again.”

“It’s HARDLY anythin’ to do with you, now is it?”

Another puff of her fag, preparing herself, and she glares at me. “Oh, isn’t it?” she asked sarcastically.

I sighed, sitting back in the stool. “Alright then; let’s hear it. I know you have a speech lined up and I bet it’s a real good’un.” I ran my hands through my hair and pretended this was all white noise, which it kinda was really. All things considered, I hadn't murdered anyone. This was all drama and I hadn’t any need nor desire for it.

“What’s the point?” She surprised me, stubbing her fag out angrily so it’s mashed in the ashtray between us on the island counter. “What is the fuckin’ point with you, Fonzie, eh? Tell me.”

“Beck,” I corrected. She only ever called me that when she wanted to get under my skin in petty revenge.

“DICK,” she fired back venomously. Unable to help herself, she takes a deep breath, folding her arms at me. “I am SICK TO DEATH of playin’ piggy-in-the-middle between you and my mates. I’m SICK of you sleezin’ all over ‘em and just breakin’ their hearts! You think I LIKE that you treat all my mates like your own personal wank-bank?”

“Please,” I nearly gag. “I never promised you OR them anythin’! They’re your mates, why don’tcha warn ‘em if it’s such a big issue?”

“You think I don’t? Pfft! Like they LISTEN. Noooooo, there’s no makin’ ‘em see through MR PERFECT.” She pauses. “EVERY time you say you’ll leave me and MY mates alone, and EVERY time you don’t! I’m tired of bein’ your fuckin’ secretary! It’s always ME that has to pick up the pieces!”

“So don’t answer their calls or whatever,” I shrug.

“Oh, like you do, you mean?” She huffs. “You know, FOR ONCE I just wish you were... I dunno, NORMAL? TRUSTWORTHY? Nearly all my fuckin’ life, I’ve been pickin’ up pieces after you and shit. What thanks do I get? That time you pressured me in to hidin’ weed for you, and when the pigs came sniffin’, I had to fuckin’ go down to the STATION and only for my age, I was let off with a fine! Did YOU help me pay it? Noooooo, of course not.”

I was turned off eating at that stage so I got up, grabbing my coat and ignoring her. We didn’t need to re-hash the past, again, the same way we always do when she gets going. “I’d really love to stay and explore your feelin’s, buuuut... at the same time, I don’t. So can we just pretend I’m sorry, you’re sorry, and we’re okay? Okay.”

“Ever since Mum went, I just feel like I’m the mother. I feel like you give me shit and don’t care,” she shouted as she watched me and that... that was uncalled for.

I kicked the stool so it thumped across the floor and I help up a hand in warning for her to shut the fuck up. “DO. NOT. Yeah, Mum was a Saint, and yeah, I’m no angel. But DO NOT fuckin’ bring her in to this. Not after the last time, alright, because... just don’t. Because Mum wouldn’t get all in a tizzy over this, so don’t play the victim with me.”

Shellie took a deep breath. “I’m done. I just... I can’t do this anymore. I’ve had it.” She began marching across the room for her bedroom, but she stopped herself, whirling to glare at me with tears in her eyes. “No, yanno what? I’m not walkin’ away. I mean it this time,” she said decisively in a voice barely held together. Staring coldly up at me, she gave a shrug. “That’s it. I can't handle this anymore and yanno what? I shouldn’t have to. So I’m finished with you.” A harsh gesture of her hands as her jaw tightened. “Either you learn to fuckin’ respect me or you don’t ever come back here. No calls, no letters when you’re away. Nothin’. I wash my hands.”

I’m speechless and I can’t move. All I can do is stare at her in stunned silence. Strangely I don’t feel sorry or regret. All I feel is bitterness that after the more traumatic things in the past, she’s casting me off just because a couple of girls got an idea in their heads about some happy ending. And all because things didn’t work out, the way things sometimes go, I’m suddenly the bad guy. Huh.

Shellie stands aside and gestures to the door. “Leave, please.”

I scoff but one look tells me she really, really means it this time. I roll my eyes, grinding my teeth as I feel like screaming at her that she’s just being a drama-queen and basically picking her mates’ over me. I feel angry, unfairly punished, and basically like I want to punch her and straighten her nose for her. But I don’t. I’d never do that. I shove past her, slamming the door behind me as I leave, and tell myself this isn’t for real. That in a couple of days she’ll calm down and get in touch.

But that was the last time I saw her. Once I realized she meant it, I couldn’t get over my pride and contact her myself, so that was it. My half-sister from another mister exited my life. And yeah, maybe now I can see the error of my ways and maybe admit that while a part of me was just horny, a bigger part of me was just messing with her mates in order to piss her off. As big brothers do I suppose; only I was a horrible brother, and now I ain’t her brother at all. Officially. I was more like a bully... but that’s what big brothers do, right? Not that I ever held any real affection for her... nor her with me actually; both of us never really let each other forget that we were half-siblings, that my dad was some deadbeat and her dad was some hero for taking me and Mum in, and blessing Mum with his seed to produce this so-called paragon of humanity.

Last I heard she was married with a sprog on the way. Hope the guy’s good to her. Hope they’re still together and got a shit-ton of kids. Hope when she talks about me, if she talks about me, that she doesn’t fucking call me Fonzie.

#drabbles