snippet from my upcoming foxquin fic sinner, sinner (come to dinner) for foxquinweek !!!!!
“Commander Fox,” says the Chancellor, smiling his kindly smile. Fox stands very still and stares straight ahead, past Palpatine and through the great transparisteel window at the city below, skyline exploding in the brilliance of the sun’s final dying rays. The fanciful part of him that will one day be responsible for his death imagines that, if he’s just still enough, Palpatine will forget him entirely. It’s ridiculous, he knows, he knows, of course he knows, but he clings to it anyway, endeavours to move as little as possible, turns trying to hide even the slight rise and fall of his chest into some sort of test of how good his impression of being a block of stone is.
“Sir,” says Fox.
“Commander Fox,” Palpatine says again, still smiling that awful fucking smile, but sadder, now, mournful, bushy eyebrows doing something terrible and expressive. “You have disappointed me.”
“Yes, sir.”
“I gave you a very simple directive, Commander, and still you failed.”
Fox is barely breathing now. Only a few klicks away, the spire of the Jedi Temple burns in a halo of pink-red, spearing through the cloud-strewn sky. It looks like one of the paintings hung in the Senate rotunda corridors, the ones that like as not cost more to procure than he did. His throat is dry. He tries to swallow. It sticks. It is likely he is dehydrated. There is a little light flashing on top of the spire, warning away in-atmo transports and low-flying starships. Orange-blue-green. Orange-blue-green. He stares at it, so he doesn’t have to look at Palpatine.
“Yes, sir.”
“Such inadequacy is, of course, unacceptable, Commander, as I’m sure you’re aware. I really had hoped it would not come to this, you understand.” Liar, Fox thinks. You love this. “But there is only one way to learn, and that is through experiencing consequences of your actions. Perhaps next time you will not take your sworn duty so lightly, hmm?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Draw your blaster, please, Commander.”
Fox blinks and, in his surprise, breaks his stillness to turn his head to face Palpatine properly.
“…Sir?”
“Must I repeat myself twice? Draw your blaster from your holster.” Slowly, Fox draws. He wonders if this is some sort of test, if he’s going to be punished further for making his weapon naked in front of the Supreme Chancellor of the entire fucking Republic.
(In the light of the dusk spilling through the window into the opulent office, Palpatine’s eyes seem almost gold. It is for but a brief moment, just the rays of the fat sun catching oddly, and then they return to that sharp, ice-chip grey like nothing at all happened.)
“Good,” says Palpatine, and smiles again. Like this, he looks like some natborn’s father’s father—grandfather, he believes the term is—all benevolent wrinkles and knowing looks. “Set it to kill.”
Fox sets it to kill. It is not a difficult thing. He is just as much a weapon as the blaster in his hands, well-oiled, clean, smooth. Efficient. He was designed for this. It is easier to follow orders mindlessly; his brain, like all their brains (except, perhaps, Kote’s, but Kote’s a little fucked up and is an outlier for everything else, anyway), is primed for command, made to obey. A perfect, thoughtless gun, with just enough ruthlessness and self-determination to set them apart from the CIS’ droids. That’s the idea, anyway. It certainly wouldn’t be the first time the Kaminoans failed in the execution of something.
“Turn around, Commander,” Palpatine murmurs, words soft and smooth and rich as the heavy velvet-fabric from his home planet that he has all his clothes cut from. “And fire at will.”
rbs deeply appreciated :]
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BROOKE DATED TINAAAAA??????? I LOVE SAPPHIC WOMEEEEEEN
anon i am so fucking sorry to inform you that that is simply not the case 😭😭😭😭😭😭 im going to throw up they never dated it’s just the popular opinion that tina would have liked to alas brooke has a boyfriend 😭
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I'm very scared to give FNaF movie theory videos a chance bc like. The last time I cared abt the game lore was before the Gregbot bullshit and that stuff was kinda my breaking point with the newer (Steel Wool era specifically) games, and I realllyyy do not want to listen to a guy pull the most convoluted ideas from the books n shit as if they inherently mean anything for the movies.
I know the thing with FNaF now is that the plot is basically the equivalent of like 40 shoe strings tied together in the most tangled, impossible to separate knot, and that, despite the fact the books were originally supposed to be separate from the games, both the books and the games inform eachother to an upsetting degree, but like. Fuck, come on man. Aren't any of you tired of the state the game lore is in? Can the movies pleeeaaase just be based on the first three games.
Anyways I'm glad Micheal is not an Afton and has his own shit going on (even if tied to Afton but I was expecting that from the start I think). I really hope that they don't involve the "cofounder Henry Emily" shit and instead there's a different connection to Afton, that or the movies at least don't carry the Henry Emily name over because god would the theories be even more insufferable. (William gets a pass bc his name is cool and yeah ig that's a biased statement. He got his own cover name in the movie separate from the books' cover name so we can just throw away the Henry Emily name it's fine.)
I think if the second movie were to make Micheal an Afton it'd be so disappointing. I like the movies being their own thing while inspired by the first three games outside of references to stuff beyond that. I don't think everything needs to be shoved into the FNaF lore amalgam that constantly makes things more confusing. Let's just have one continuity that's clear that you dont need to force into being a clue at hidden game lore or that game lore inherently means [xyz] for the movies outside of obvious stuff carried over.
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say in the unlikely event my roomate is actually the man behind the slaughter and has a malevolent AI coming after it after he killed the AIs creator (his brother( my roomates brother) in an accident (he blames his death on his boyfriend since he cant take the guilt or some shit I dunno) and now the AI has just gone and blown up an entire fucking country and gone fucking sicko mode on my roomate since my roomate sort of declared war over the whole dead bro thing and killed a few of his boyfriends friends who were my friends and also worked for the UF and now im locking myself in my fucking room, I can hear fucking TTS outside my room and is he saying the fucking I have no mouth but i must scream speech?
anyway requesting either advise or a airdropped challenger 2 main battle tank
A challenger 2 main battle tank will be air dropped in 5 seconds, good luck and be brave
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listen word but for the fucking destieltdown that thing broke my sleep schedule and i never recovered 𓂸
oh my god that was such an era. i was fully in my dean winchester brainrot during that week and it made me actually clinically insane. you think im joking. i was walking around the house like a victorian maiden taking a turn about the room. i was exhibiting the same symtoms of people who are dying of heart sickness. i threw up
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Hey Adam I heard a rumor about Saint Peter? Is it true he can hit those high notes cause he uhh castrated?
"He's just a natural soprano I believe. Either way I don't know nor do I care what he did and didn't go through."
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