#something something seeing the thing that is hunting you and exposing your soft underbelly so you can tear out their throat

[formosusiniquis]

Bitch who sees a leverage au in every fandom they're in: watches movie about Robin hood criminal being chased by an increasingly obsessed and mildly distressed federal agent who also happens to be aldis hodge

Foaming at the mouth: guys you'll never guess what I just thought of

#fucking old yeller me honestly its the only way #something something seeing the thing that is hunting you and exposing your soft underbelly so you can tear out their throat #or escape or whatever #if youve seen my sterling sophie nate ramblings you already know how i feel about the pursuer who wants you to face retribution also being- #-the person who knows and understands you better than yourself so like weve already been here #i know tumblr doesnt do the 5 tags thing anymore but i still feel better burying the fandom tags beneath the ramblings #marmalade #marmalade spoilers #baron x otis

[98prilla]

Here There Be Dragons

AO3

Virgil will do anything to protect his siblings. Roman hunts a dragon. Somehow things work out.

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He’s grounded. His wings are splayed on the ground on either side of him, deep tears through the thin membranes, slowly oozing blood. They couldn’t catch the air in this state, he’d already injured himself more trying, ripping the tears longer as they got caught on tree branches, splinters of wood stuck in the wounds. His tough scales prevented the most grievous blows from striking home, but he has a deep, painful gash across his underbelly, the ground beneath him wet with blood, and he’s finding it harder to breathe.

 It doesn’t matter. The humans had gotten too close to the nest, he had to lure them away, he had to keep them from the hatchlings, he wouldn’t let the humans take them, too. He managed to lead them away, get their attention, without actually hurting any of them, because despite their violent intent, he didn’t want to cause any harm. He didn’t want to prove them right.

 He’d roared, and taken off, circling once before flying away, slowly, keeping low enough they could follow, letting their arrows find their marks, letting the humans think the chase was worth it, leading them far enough away they couldn’t find their way back, before he managed to use his breath power to cloak himself and escape, before crashing down in this patch of woods.

 “Stay low, stay in the shadows, stay quiet.” He’d hissed at the younglings, before tearing out of the cave, praying for once they listened to him.

 His head drops to the ground, a soft snort escaping his nose. His neck is heavy, and everything hurts. Even if the tears heal without infection, they won’t close up. He’ll never fly again. How is he going to hunt, how is he going to take care of the hatchlings? He has to raise them, he can’t let them down now.

 With a groan and a hiss, he forces himself to his feet, ignoring the crimson staining his violet scales, stretching his wings with a pained growl, almost falling back down at the agony piercing his chest. He shakes it off, forcing his wings to work, forcing them to flap, before his vision blacks out and with a thump, he falls back to the ground, vision spotty.

 “Virgil?” His head whips up, that small, quiet voice breaking him out of the darkness swarming his mind.

 “Patton. Go home.” He growls, trying to hide his wheezing breaths, to mask the pain with worry.

“you’re hurt.” The young dragon says, as his head thumps back to the ground, his limbs weak and trembling as he draws his wings in close, trying to hide the worst of the damage, trying not to hiss at the movement, sure one or more of the bones are broken.

 “I’ll be fine, Pat. Just… just need a second, ok? Just go home and I’ll meet you there.” He mumbles, unable to help the exhaustion slipping into his voice. He lets out a low rumble as he feels Patton nuzzle against him, the small one barely the size of his cheek. He leans into the touch and cracks open his eye, fixing it on the small dragon.

 “are… are you gonna die?” His breath catches and he holds back a sob.

 “go home.” He says instead. “Logan’s smart, he can find a new hideout for the two of you. Stick together, okay? It’s more dangerous on your own.” Patton lets out a soft whimper, pressing closer.

 “no. no, I won’t leave you! You’ve gotta… you’ve gotta get better, you’ve gotta come home, Vee!” His tail curls around Patton, surrounding the hatchling in warmth, securing him in his hold. Patton is so grown up, it’s easy to forget sometimes just how small he really is, how young, barely past a toddler.

 “I’m sorry, baby blue-“ He stops as he hears a noise, the rustle of leaves, footsteps. He curls his tail tighter around Patton, stretching out a wing to cover him, breath heaving as he forces his head off the ground, a low growl building in his throat. It grows deeper as a human steps through the woods.

 “Aha! I have cornered you at last, foul beast! Prepare to face my wrath!” The human is dressed in light white leather armor, enchantment radiating off of it, a red sash across his chest, the color of the kingdom. His sword is drawn, a shining, golden thing, infused with sun magic, his eyes alight with burning intent, his smile sharp and wicked. He growls deeper, unable to summon his breath power. He curls his tail tighter, begging Patton to stay hidden, stay quiet.

 “The others gave up and went home, but not I! I, valiant Prince Roman, shall slay the mighty dragon and prove myself to be the hero once and for all. Prepare for your demise!” The human advances, sword flashing, and he lets out a long breath, head dropping once more to the ground, eyes slipping closed in surrender. He won’t kill this human, no matter how foolish he is. He won’t kill any human. He’s on his last leg anyway, might as well let this prince have his glory.

 His eyes shoot open as he feels Patton wriggling, but he doesn’t have the strength to stop him, as he shoots out from under his wing, darting in front of his snout, spine spikes raised, wings flared wide, tiny growl piercing the air. He’s so small. Even compared to the human, he’s only the size of a large dog, he’s so small.

 “Pat… please…” his voice is a hoarse whisper, his chest heavy, breaths heaving, and he desperately drags himself forwards across the ground, clawing his way a few inches forwards, just enough to grab Patton by the scruff and gently toss the dragonlet behind him, hissing as he lands on his wing and slides down to the ground. Immediately, Patton returns, growl low, defending him. He’s too weak to move again, hot tears escaping his eyes.

 He feels a shadow and looks up, heart plummeting at the flash of emerald green scales, another small dragon clumsily crashing out of the air, landing in a tangle atop Patton, the two of them rolling across the ground. Not both of them, he couldn’t lose both of them. Logan is bigger, a few years older, closer to the size of a large pony. He can get Patton out of here, he has to, because he knows Patton will not leave him, and he will not let him be harmed.

 He takes a deep breath, shoving his pain aside, shoving his fear aside, shoving everything else except the burning, breaking love in his heart aside, because he will not lose the younglings.

 His roar shakes the earth, causes both hatchlings to stop their squabbling and freeze, a brief look of shock flashing across the human’s face as he lurches to his feet, inky smoke leaking from his mouth, torn and broken wings flaring wide, tail lashing and teeth bared as he steps in front of the boys, head held high, eyes glaring down at the human, belly cold where the gash bites into him, blood seeping out, but right now, it doesn’t matter.

 “Logan. Take Patton. And GO!” He roars, intimidating enough Logan shakes, instantly complying, grabbing the smaller dragonlet by the scruff and dragging him off, clumsily taking to the air, thrown off by the other’s weight, Patton’s cries and pleas breaking his heart, sending pangs through his chest, because they are the last thing he will ever hear of the youngest, and it burns in his blood.

 He watches the human carefully, ready to spring at any sign of pursuit, knowing the humans like to kill the younger ones first, since they’re defenseless, trying to keep the dragons from growing large enough to be a threat, never mind them being babies, children, innocent. But the human doesn’t move, watching them disappear along the tree line, a strange look of understanding flashing across his face as he looks back up at Virgil, who despite himself is shaking, newfound strength lagging. The human takes a step forwards, and he growls, clawing the ground in warning.

 “you were protecting them. That’s why you let us get close to you so easily. You were keeping us away. You were keeping them safe.” There’s something a little awed, something a little soft, in the human’s voice, that almost makes him lay his head back down. “The others said it was just luck, but I thought it was strange. You kept looking back, as if to make sure we were coming. You didn’t fly out of range of the arrows. You… you didn’t hurt us.” The human whispers, face paling, and he can’t help it anymore as he lays his head back down, wings drooping to the ground. He doesn’t even tuck his legs back under him, his belly is exposed, and the human gasps, seeing the large wound across his underside for the first time. He hurts, numbingly, achingly, hurts.

 “I… I’m going to fix this. I promise, I’m going to get you home to your family.” He flinches at the touch against his nose, the hand against his scales, but the human doesn’t do anything, simply strokes them gently, and he finds himself letting out the soft rumble that soothes the hatchlings, that equates to a purr, feeling cold once the human pulls away. He lets out a soft, pleading whine as he hears footsteps retreating. He doesn’t want to die alone, he doesn’t want to die in the cold, even if it’s a human, at least it’s someone. He lets out a long breath, then his senses fade into nothing.

…

He awakens to a burning, all consuming, blazing fire that seems to consume him from the inside out. He thrashes, roaring, tail lashing the ground, and he distantly hears human cries. Snarling, he tries to move, tries to stand, but his legs don’t even twitch, and he can’t seem to open his eyes, as another wave of breathtaking, exquisite pain wracks his body, sending him shaking from tail to snout.

 “Hey hey hey, it’s ok, it’s ok. It’s me. I know it hurts, I’m sorry, but it’s the only way to heal you, he has to do it all at once, there’s too much damage to do it any other way.” He doesn’t know why he relaxes at that voice. It’s the human, who, hours earlier, was intent on killing him, but he doesn’t feel threatening. He feels… calming. Soothing, as he once again strokes the scales against his snout, he lets himself stop fighting.

 “He’s almost finished. That was the worst part, I promise. He’s working on your wings now, ok? That should hurt less.” The human, Roman, murmurs against him, and he lets out a sigh, the pressure that had been building in his lungs fading, breathing easy for the first time in nearly twelve hours. His eyes slowly drift open, finding the blurry shape of Roman before him, a small, nervously relieved smile on his face.

 “hey there, lightning bolt.” He merely huffs, resettling himself on the ground, tucking his legs underneath him, curling his tail around him, feeling the tingle of magic against his wings, which he leaves stretched out across the ground, though the ache is gone from them.

 “Finished! Now, are you ready to apologize, Roman?” He feels the tingle stop, and tucks his wings in against his sides, giving himself a small shake from head to toe, settling his spine spikes, attention turning to the human coming around his left side, hands on his hips, looking for all the world like an exact copy of Roman, except his outfit was black where roman’s was white, and a curling moustache sat atop his lip, his hair longer and wilder. He smelled like the woods, like wild magic, and he tilted his head in confusion. “Y’know, if he’d told me what he was planning, I woulda slapped him so hard his head fell off. Between you and me, my brother here is a bit of a dumbass.” He snorts at that, and at Roman’s sound of protest, the identical one grinning. “Prince Remus, the one who actually understands forest lore, at your service!” Remus bows, Roman grumbling behind him. Virgil pulls back slightly as Remus comes closer, stifling the low growl building in his throat at the proximity.

 “Dragons are magic. Pure, undiluted, magic. They are guardians of the natural world, protectors of their forests and lands, defenders of magical creatures, loyal to the death. They are precious and strong and beautiful and highly emotionally empathetic. They should be protected. Not hunted for trophy or sport. People who want their magic hunt them, for their scales, their horns, their claws. And idiots hunt them to prove themselves brave and strong.” Remus glares at Roman on the last few words, stilling suddenly as he feels scales pressed against his hand. He turns his head, awestruck, the dragon pressing it’s snout against his palm, deep eyes staring into his soul, before he huffs, lowering his head back to the ground.

 “you’re a lot smarter than your twin.” His voice is tired and broken, phantom pain still lingering in his limbs. Remus’s eyes light up, and Roman gapes, spluttering, before piecing his mind back together.

 “You can speak? Why didn’t you say anything?!”

 “you wouldn’t have listened. I wasn’t about to tell you anything, anyway. Nothing that would lead you to them, nothing you could use.” His anxiety spikes saying that much, just thinking of the younglings, curled up in some cave, cold and scared, Patton crying, Logan trying to be brave and grown up, when he was little more than a baby himself.

 “you have hatchlings. He has hatchlings. And you were going to kill him!? What the ever loving HELL is wrong with you, Roman!? Dragons are practically extinct because of humans like YOU-” Remus jabs his finger against Roman’s chest, glaring at him “And you were going to orphan HATCHLINGS?” Remus hisses, shaking with fury.

 “I didn’t know! I… that’s when I came to get you. When I saw them. I just… I needed to make sure he got home to them. I… I made a grave and terrible error.” Remus softens slightly at that.

 “They’re already orphaned.” He mumbles tiredly, eyes slipping closed despite himself, not sure why he’s saying what he’s saying. “Had to hatch Patton m’self. Was terrified every moment, sure I was doing something wrong, but I couldn’t… I couldn’t lose the egg.”

 He remembers that fear vividly. Still feels it every moment, every time he looks at Patton, so small, even for his age, Patton, he feels that fear. Logan at least is old enough to help keep an eye on the ever curious dragonlet, but Patton still manages to wander off chasing butterflies, sniffing flowers, chirping back and forth with birds. He loves him, but it’s exhausting and exasperating.

 As hatching his egg had been. He’d rarely left it in the four months it took to grow and incubate, and he wouldn’t have left it at all, but he still needed to take care of Logan, as well. The young dragon was smart, cunning, could easily catch small prey, but nothing large enough to actually keep himself fed, despite his claims otherwise. But Logan was careful, gentle, curling his entire body around the egg whenever Virgil had to leave to hunt, talking to it endlessly the entire time, about anything and everything. It was probably better that he had to hunt for Logan, if he had been alone he wouldn’t have eaten anything for the full four months.

 And when he had felt the egg wobbling, felt it moving against his stomach, he and Logan had watched with bated breath, waiting for the shell to crack, aching to help but knowing that would only cause the dragonlet harm, both letting out deep breaths as Patton finally cracked through the shell, tumbling out of it with a startled chirp, head tilted forty five degrees as he looked up at Virgil.

 “you did it. We… we did it…” Logan’s voice was barely a whisper, but instantly, the hatchling’s head whipped around, focusing on him with brightly aware eyes, letting out a happy gurgle and tripping over his own feet as he struggled to stand, tumbling over to Logan. He nuzzled against Logan’s leg with a tiny purr that shook his whole body, tail waving happily as Virgil chuckled.

 “Looks like he remembers you.” Logan’s eyes are watery as he laughs, leaning down to lick the hatchling clean, smiling as the baby instantly coos, flopping to the floor and rolling over, legs in the air as he churred happily.

 “I wish she were here. To see him.” He sighed, leaning down and nuzzling Logan.

 “I know. I do too. But we have him, to remember her by. And we have each other. And I will never let anything hurt the two of you.” He smiled as the hatchling flipped back over to his feet, looking up at him with wide eyes, before yawning so hard he fell over. Virgil snorted, leaning down and licking the hatchling, who squeaked delightedly. “Let’s get you to sleep, baby blue. You’ve had a long day.” He murmured, smiling as the tiny thing tottled over to his side, curling up against his warm belly, yawning. He turned to Logan, tilting his head. “You too, Logan.” Logan huffed, but didn’t argue, curling up around the baby, who curled tight against Logan, humming happily, as Virgil curled his tail around the two of them, resting his own head on his paws, draping a wing over the both of them.

 He hasn’t had a moment of peace since, and wouldn’t have it any other way.

…

 He wakes slowly, letting out a deep breath, yawning and stretching his wings before cracking open his eyes. He is momentarily confused as to where he is, because this isn’t the cave, and his panic spikes because where are the younglings?! He lurches to his feet, tail lashing, heart pounding.

 “Hey, hey, hey, easy there, it’s ok. It’s ok. You just fell asleep. Healing takes a lot out of you, especially healing that much all at once.” Roman. He calms slightly, before he hears a laugh, and his head whips around as Patton tumbles through the underbrush, Remus emerging behind him, a grin on his face as he scoops up the youngest, holding him above his head.

 “Caught you!” Remus trills, Patton flapping his wings happily as Remus throws him in the air, before catching him again, tickling his belly before Patton manages to squirm away, running circles around Remus until the human falls over, dizzy from trying to follow the dragonlet, who pounces on his chest.

 “Caught you!” Patton echoes, playfully nipping at Remus’s nose, before looking up, eyes widening and freezing as he met Virgil’s eyes.

 “virgil?” Patton asks, voice so soft and small and afraid, and it breaks him further.

 “I’m here, baby blue.” He rumbles, lowering his snout as Patton charges to him, nearly tumbling over his own feet as he collides against Virgil, rubbing his whole body against the large dragons cheek, vibrating with the force of his purrs, the force of his sobs as he stands on his hind legs, his front paws resting atop Virgil’s snout, his head pressed against it so he could feel Virgil’s large, deep, inhales and exhales.

 “I was s-so scared. I th-thought you w-were gone!” His heart cracks further, and he closes what little space there is between him and Patton, closing his eyes, simply breathing in the scent of his tiny baby boy, his little paws so warm against his scales, and he feels his own tears falling, because he never wanted Patton to know that pain, that loss.

 He knows well enough how much it hurts. He and Logan both, though Logan hadn’t seen the body. He hadn’t let him come with, when he searched for their mother. He didn’t even get a good look himself, just a mangled, mutilated body on the ground, stripped of scales, and he flew away.

 It was one of the only times he’d ever seen Logan cry. Patton had still been an egg. He didn’t know their mother, his mother, he didn’t know what was gone, Patton was the only thing that had kept the both of them going, caring for the egg, giving all their hearts to the youngest, all the love he could ever need, and Patton’s unconditional faith and love in them helped them heal.

 “I’m sorry. I’m sorry, pat. I love you. I love you so much, I…” He breaks off, unable to continue past the tears filling him, the force of the relief and love swelling through him, feeling Patton trembling against him. “I’m sorry. But I’d do it again. I’ll do it every time, Patton, I will give up my life if it keeps you safe. I will make that choice every time.” He feels Patton let out a shaky sob as he steps back, looking up at him once more, those eyes so vulnerable.

 “I know.” He huffs, leaning down and picking up Patton by the scruff, gently turning his neck and placing the dragonlet on his back, right at the base of his neck, between the start of his wings. Instantly, Patton curls around his spine spike to keep his balance, kneading his paws against his scales. He lets out a low rumble, one so deep and quiet it doesn’t even make a noise, just vibrates his chest, chuckling as Patton yawns, struggling to keep his eyes open. “virg? You’re not… not gonna leave, right?”

 “No. not if I can help it, Patton, I promise.” He nuzzles Patton once, huffing against his back, Patton already asleep as he pulled away. He looks up, sensing eyes on him, Logan looking at him from a few feet away, completely unreadable.

 “Logan-“

 “I’m glad that you will be ok. I am going hunting.” Then he is gone through the underbrush. His eyes track the movement through the trees, closing his eyes against the pain, his own exhaustion cresting over him. Despite everything, he is still tired, he has the feeling he didn’t really sleep all that well, drifting in and out of consciousness, plagued by his wounds through the night, half formed nightmares lurking at the corners of his awareness.

 He feels a gentle touch against his side, and opens his eyes, looking down at Roman, who was looking up at him with soft concern, clearly trying to decide whether saying something would be overstepping or not.

 “he’s angry. More than that, he’s scared. I… can’t blame him. I meant it. I would choose them over me, every time, I would walk willingly to my death if it kept them safe, he should be terrified, because one of these days I’m going to get caught by a human that doesn’t show the mercy you have, one of these days I’m going to go out hunting and just not come back. One day he will find me, like I-“ He breaks off, lowering his head to the ground. “like I found her.”

 “your mother.” Remus states, having been silently watching everything, giving the dragon his space, only approaching and sitting beside him now that he had settled.

 “It’s harder to hide, the bigger you get. I’m not even halfway grown, and she was a full adult. With two younglings and another on the way. She just… didn’t come back. So I went looking. Don’t know exactly how they got her, but they did. By the time I found her they were gone, and she…. There wasn’t much left of her. They took everything, even her dignity. Patton wasn’t even hatched yet, he didn’t… lose anything. We make sure of that. He’s never thought he’s missing anything. He’s my brother, as much as he’s my baby. And Logan… he had to grow up. I forget, sometimes, that he’s just a kid. If he lost me too… he will, eventually, he just didn’t think it would be this soon. I didn’t think it would be this soon.”

 “I’m sorry. I’m so, so, sorry. I know better. I should never have hunted you, I should never have thought myself above you, I should never have been so stupidly arrogant.” He nods at Roman’s apology.

 “how did you find them?” He asks, eyes flicking up, to where Patton sleeps on his back, though he can’t see him from here, he can feel him, his steady breaths and heartbeat against his scales soothing him.

 “They came back. Were pretty stealthy about it too. They came out of the bushes scaring the hell outta me, once they realized Roman was standing guard to protect you and I was working on helping.” He sighs. He hadn’t really expected them to stay away, but he wishes they had, wishes he could count on Logan to keep Patton away when this happens again. Happens worse.

…

He wakes to warmth.

 Blinking his eyes open, he sees Logan, pressing his head against his, curling his tail around his snout.

 “I’m sorry.”

 “it’s all right, Emerald. I know.” He murmurs, noting it is dark out, now.

 “I’m not ready. I’m not ready to take care of him by myself, I’m not ready for you to leave, I’m not… I can’t… please. I can’t lose you too, I can’t…” Logan’s voice breaks, and Virgil rumbles, drawing him close to his side, wrapping his tail around him and tucking his head against Logan’s.

 “I know. I know, Lo. I’m sorry I scared you. I’m sorry I hurt you. I’m not sorry for what I did. And I can’t promise that it won’t happen again.”

 “I heard you. I know. it just… it hurts. I can’t… I can’t stop seeing you, like that. There was so m-much blood-“

 “Shh, hush, baby. I’m ok. We’re ok. Just focus on that, all right? Just… just focus on me.” He feels Logan take a deep, shaking breath, leaning into him more, relaxing with each inhale and exhale, until he slips asleep, Virgil following not long after.

…

Roman and Remus look at each other. They both are leaning against a tree nearby, giving the dragons space, but staying close, keeping watch, just in case someone else stumbles across them in the woods.

 “we have to do something, Ree.” Roman breaks the heavy silence, running a hand through his hair, eyes roaming over the small, incredible family of dragons.

 “I know. But they won’t want to live in a human settlement, Ro. They wouldn’t thrive there. They’re wild creatures, they need the woods. And I won’t make them do anything, won’t make them go anywhere.”

 “I wouldn’t ask you to. I’ve hurt them enough. I’m not suggesting the castle. But… but what about the Royal Forest? I know it’s off limits, and so wild no one goes there anyway, or risk facing your wrath.” Remus exhales lowly, nodding after a moment.

 “that could work. There’s certainly enough space. They could avoid us entirely, if they never want to see us again.” Remus muses, and Roman nods.

 “I think he’ll say yes. Maybe not at first, but for them, he will.”

 “I think you’re right. We’ll ask in the morning. They all need their sleep.” He looks back over at the three dragons, curled tight around each other, a thoughtful crease to his eyes.

 He hopes Virgil will let them help. He hopes he gets to spend more time with them, get to know them, because they are truly amazing.

 But above all he will make sure no one hurts them again.

#sanders sides #tss #virgil sanders #sympathetic virgil #dragon virgil sanders #dragon virgil #patton sanders #sympathetic patton #dragon patton #logan sanders #sympathetic logan #dragon logan #remus sanders #sympathetic remus #roman sanders #sympathetic roman #protective virgil #older sibling virgil #hurt virgil #hurt/comfort #mild blood #mild injury #past non major character death #near death experience #virgil angst #patton angst #logan angst #angst and fluff #fluff

[why-this-kolaveri-machi]

Fic: i saw this in a video essay, once

spnspringfling reveals are up! this is my contribution, which went to the wonderful killabeez.

Summary: Sam/Rowena.

Samuel opens his mouth like he’s going to say something, pauses, and actually pouts. He tucks a long strand of hair behind his ear with an earnestness that never fails to remind her of her Sam, and just—this wee little copy is so adorable Rowena's almost sad at the thought that she’s going to see him die soon.

Warnings: vague spoilers for s13, some swearing, violence and gore

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“Okay, so. Here’s the thing: we’re conditioned from childhood to believe in this narrative, right? Good guy gets chosen for something that’s bigger than him, learns skills, faces strife, rises, then finally defeats the bad guy? But—nothing’s ever that straightforward in real life, you know? I mean, I’ve only been doing this for a few months, but gosh, I’ve had to, like, rethink… everything I thought I knew.”

“Ah. The real world is not a fictional morality play. A scintillating observation, I’m sure.” Rowena brings her glass to eye-level and squints at it. The drink is an electric blue, with… red particulates floating within. She’s pretty sure that she only ordered a scotch. “The kind of content, Samuel, that draws viewers to your creations in droves.”

Samuel opens his mouth like he’s going to say something, pauses, and actually pouts. He tucks a long strand of hair behind his ear with an earnestness that never fails to remind her of her Sam, and just—this wee little copy is so adorable she’s almost sad at the thought that she’s going to see him die soon. “I thought you said you had a tip for me,” he says, a little morosely.

“Ah. Yes.” Rowena takes a tentative sip from her drink. It tastes well enough like scotch, although there’s a disconcertingly tangy aftertaste. Almost fruity. Sam always gets flustered about food and drink from other worlds—she can imagine him now, ranting away about how their body chemistry was probably not designed for this world’s alcohol. “It will get here soon enough; no need to hurry.”

Samuel leans forward in what Rowena is sure he thinks is an intimidating manner. He’s only thrown back a couple of lime-green concoctions, but his eyes are already a tad unfocussed, his body swaying ever-so-slightly to one direction. His hand skids on the smooth bar-top. “If you’re trying to dupe us, we’ll expose you, you know, my brother and I. You aren’t the first to try this, lady, and you definitely won’t be the last.”

Rowena’s lips twitch. “I’ll be pilloried in the halls of YouTube, will I?”

“For the last time, it’s WeTube—”

He’s cut off by the sound of shattering glass, a terrific, beastly roar, and the horrified screams of the bar’s other patrons. In the ruins of the establishment’s entrance is an ugly creature that resembles an overgrown lizard, dark leathery skin peppered randomly with protruding scales, yellow eyes rolling in its head with rage, almost comically large canines erupting from its slash of a mouth and dripping venom onto the floorboards.

Samuel gapes. “A hodag,” he says, almost reverent, and scrambles to pull the phone out of his pocket while beginning to move toward the beast. Oh dear. 

“No, Samuel, come back,” Rowena says without the slightest bit of urgency, before she takes another sip from her fruity scotch. Samuel, predictably, doesn’t listen to her and keeps moving forward, phone in hand and recording. A large, spiky tail whips around and he just about manages to avoid it. 

Oh well. At least she tried.

A large figure swoops in, grabs Samuel by the collar and yanks him out of the way before the tail makes another pass and lops his head off. This figure then raises a large hunting knife, and with a roar, charges at the infernal creature. He ducks under its swinging tail and gnashing teeth, and, with practice born of many, many years of literal hell, plunges the knife into its soft underbelly and drags it upwards, effectively disembowelling the hodag. The creature gives one last, piercing screech, twitches, before finally stilling. The figure turns, chest heaving.

Well. Even under all that black blood, the post-murder glow that Sam Winchester radiates is unmistakable. 

“Get a tooth, now,” he says to her. “And then we’re leaving.”

Rowena pouts. “So soon? I was just getting to know young Samuel here. He’s very enterprising.”

Samuel, for his part, is sputtering, and, Rowena thinks, talking at his phone. “You guys are not going to fuckingbelieve this,” he’s saying. “Actual professional hunters, hunting down the supernatural. I knew it! There are secret organisations keeping this stuff from us, you guys, and this guy just proves—”

“Nothing. Nothing at all.” Sam grabs the phone from him, throws it on the ground, and crushes it under one enormous boot. “Go home, close your WeTube channel, take your brother, find Bobby Singer and ask him to train you both before it’s too late.

“And you,” he turns to Rowena, “Get the tooth. Jack’s going to have the portal up and running soon. We’ve got to leave.”

“My, Sam,” Rowena says, smoothing her dress, “you have got to try that voice in the bedroom next time.” She’s gratified to see Sam blush furiously.

With Samuel still watching, jaw unhinged, Rowena mutters a small spell and breaks off a tooth, wrapping it in cloth. “We should trying this time-travelling lark more often; it’s fun in such unexpected ways.”

“Trans-dimensional travel,” Sam corrects her, sounding pained. “I thought we agreed that time travel is never a good idea.”

Rowena shrugs. A sliver of radiant light is starting to form right behind Sam—it seems like this little adventure has finally reached its end. “Travelling across universes to collect ingredients for a trans-dimensional spell—Sam, in a different era, you would be a legend in the magical community.”

Sam fixes her with a strange look before turning to the portal. “I’m only doing this because the threat is trans-dimensional. Nothing else, and never again.”

Rowena smirks. Oh, she’ll make a warlock out of this one yet. 

#supernatural #my fic #sam winchester #rowena #spnspringfling #this is... crackier? than my usual fare #but fun

[moreorlessinsidious]

Desert

Bizarre is one way to describe hundreds of thousands of defense mechanisms found in nature-- everything we see today is here as a direct result of it.  It’s either an endogenous process where it emerges as a retaliatory response or we entice something else in the environment to facilitate that process on our behalf-- from ants that explode on contact to seemingly benign nettles that can take down any organism hundreds of times its size from a casual brush by.  

Charmingly, the potato beetle covers itself in its own feces, sure to quickly distract from that brilliant orange sheen.   Vultures, as ugly as their bald, misshapen heads are, prevent an onslaught of bacterial overgrowth and infection to the surrounding ecosystem.  That clean, unsightly head ensures a full cleanse of the carcass and all biohazard waste-- truly, we would be more susceptible to plagues and illness in some areas without them.  Oh, and some flat out vomit if they’re hunted in the midst of enjoying their own meal.  Some leaves, sensing an impending predator, will change their chemical composition  in order to taste disgusting and force their now-confused predator to starve-- as they’ve alerted other surrounding, connected leaves to engage the same action.  The assassin bug wears an armor made of dozens of ant bodies.  Cacti, as if it isn’t already made clear of their capacity to cause harm, can present you with a painful, hallucinogenic adventure where you're confronted with every fear and nightmare from your childhood before paralysis sets in.  Even then, there’s a good chance you will still sense every moment of that insidious poison fucking up your sense of time and space.  Enlightenment likely does not occur.  

One particular cactus, the hylocerus undatus, produces a familiar, exotic dragon fruit whose exact origin we’re still not clear about.  It can be a chore to access, the skin is thick and rather annoying to get through.  Its spines are long and foreboding if you’re careless.  They produce beautiful, big flowers that smell of rich vanilla, but only at night.  Otherwise, it’s a real c*nt of a plant.  

We as humans, as diverse as we are, don’t exactly have as many overt defense mechanisms-- although I know a few people that have, unfortunately, used vomit and sharp objects as one (usually failed) strategy.  Fecal matter is a different subject.  

We have others-- large buildings and communities to contain our space and ward off the vulnerability of nature in open space.  We have tools.  Fire.  We can manipulate our environment, so much so, that there isn’t much to adapt to anymore-- and yet, we haven’t adapted and adhered ourselves to emotional pain as much as we do our screens and the transitory pleasures of life.  

I notice a correlation between doing more as we avoid more.  We’ve developed odd behaviors to prevent that soft underbelly of attachment issues from erupting and threatening psychological harm; harm that is comparable to feeling like an infant being snatched from the still-vulnerable confines a mother’s grip.  Some of us bust our ass to fight against that vulnerability more than others at their detriment using defense mechanisms that serve to eventually betray its master.  Sometimes, it takes years to develop those, and other times, all it takes is one devastating incident.  

When you meet individuals that seem bitter, hardened, sarcastic, cynical, impervious to your charms, impossible to penetrate with good intentions and care, seemingly vomiting all over your time and flinging the excrement of their past straight in your face, you have to stop and wonder-- how much have they been hurt?

Rest assured, whether they’re conscious of it or not, it’s all from a place of utter fear of exposure, risk of loss, and irreparable damage.  At some point, there truly are desires to let you in and enjoy a softer moment while wondering what it would be like to hold it a little longer; however, some of us will only bloom at night and will bear fruit for those willing to stick around.  Even then, there’s a chance it rotted.  

You don't have to fix them.  You’re not required to rescue them nor take any of it on and understand.  It’s in your own defense mechanisms to avoid such people in order to avoid the stinging nettles that their rejection can bring up for you (of course, having nothing to do with you in the first place).  

But do ask, how did it get to that point?  What was compromised?  Who failed to provide safety and betrayed a promise to assure love and acceptance when they were most exposed and trusting?

If you ARE willing to practice patience, openness, compassion, a chance to sit with them through the night to see what will bloom if it does, they’ll fragrant your life as much as anyone else and produce just as rich of an experience.  You’ll be stung in the process, more than likely-- but you could adapt and so can they.  

It pays to consider what we need people to be patient with within ourselves, to consider what brought us to where we are when those pesky, seemingly reflexive reactions and deceptively-benign behaviors break through when we’ve been hurt.  It pays to consider that of others as well who seem to reject every well-meaning gesture and connection in such a standout way.  They’re sometimes beacons on their own island for our own unresolved pain.  

Curmudgeons, nihilists, cynics, pessimists, pariahs, agitators, individuals that seemed to have given up long ago that appear to have composed haptic sensations and bonded them to emotional damage...we all still bloom.  There’s still sweetness, tenderness, warmth, gentleness, and love beneath that calloused, prickly skin.  Not all are meant to or want to tolerate it-- and that’s okay.

However, the night does promise a spectacular, ethereal encounter for those that want to stay a little longer and can be patient.  Sometimes, the sky isn’t the only thing to willing to open up if the temperature is right.

#free write #journaling #writing #metaphors

[glopratchet]

gator-hunt

You're safe from the rest of them for now Perfect beeing there are no other humans around You sit down on a nearby rock and think about all you've done today, how it was your idea to go out in the first place, what you did when you got back home after that, how you were going to do it again tomorrow…you can only imagine what else is still left to do today! An alligator fanasty comes into view You know this is where you're supposed to be at There isn't much here except some fruit trees and an old well with no water right next to it It's just a matter of getting there The road ahead looks like it might get bumpy so you need to make sure you have enough supplies for the trip ahead These alligators are incredibley detailed from the few stories you've heard about them Each one is different than the next, but that's part of their mystery You'll have to get a lot closer to see the rest for yourself You can carry as many supplies as you want thanks to your oversized green backpack It's huge enough to fit several bushels of fruit inside and more! Fill it up this week and you'll be set for a long time, just stay on the road and keep going These alligators are incredibley detailed from the few stories you've heard about them They have hearts brains teeth stomaches and some have lots of wounds that still haven't healed at all! You can run your hands along the bumps on their shell or even step right inside and race them down to the bottom of the river There is every kind of living creature captured inside these shells and yours is no different The wide end of the egg gets narrower as it goes down and that's exactly where your feet are right now They have hearts brains teeth stomaches and some have lots of wounds that still haven't healed at all! Gators love two things besides eating smashing things on their heads and jumping straight up into the air It's just their nature, but all things animals do are natural so no need to be alarmed! Swimming in the river here isn't very safe as there are lots of sharp rocks just under the surface Every gator knows this but they don't seem to care You'll have to be careful when getting out They float around on the surface and let the current push them along downstream Gators love two things besides eating, Fighting and gossiping is important do all of that a lot here especially when the weather gets nice The biggest animal always leads the sync sang along with eating and sleeping Their skinny tails slap huge sections of water onto unwary swimmers below If you're quiet they sometimes let you ride on their backs but its difficult for you to steer that way They tend to lounge around near patches of water rocks or any kind actually They don't really move much except to eat and drink every once in a while Fighting and gossiping is important do all of that a lot here especially when the weather gets nice At primal pounds you find their simulate behavior is closely modeled after young boys A life under the sun lamps has made them obscenely strong Hungry and always up to mischief, Just Maybe they bed fit to survive in the wild Favorite hot summer days are meant for fishing from tiny little stream back home while Discussing politics with mom or else hiking out into those barren dusty alligator ranges you love so much with don Vincenzo Clavano At primal pounds you find their simulate behavior is closely modeled after young boys The habits of a real world alligator missippissus missippiensis can be rigidly unpredictable and domineering personality has led many a person to the slaughterhouse You have the eyes of an eagle but with wings to soar above it all Well really it's just a hop skip and a jump from your front yard Your new hover bed is gonna change everything He tracks his own meals based on movement levels They come in many different sizes, ages, shapes, sexes and shades the like to eat, sleep, dream, and spawn He can survive long periods of time without food but always keep one eye on his next meal Most importantly rivers aren't constant: Changes happen every hour every minute every second Always has and always will The trick to hunting is being able set up camp on the shores in goes and coming back out with fresh meat Hunting from horseback was great inticing prey with a false sense of security was even better They breath and thier hearts beat like yours do in an opposite mirror world inside lickskillet georgia Each beating chunk of dark meat was a blessing to lord sun and no speck of dirt went unturned Don is don paul Vincenzo and that ain't never gon' change gators are beasts and lord don ferguson don dejuan pablo, Amadeus ferguson will train them right The area right before the jump into the water always poses the greatest threat to any hunter on a horse You first delivery is to wrestle one to the ground and steal his tooth before something bigger than you does it first Nights are very important when coming down off the rush, You're becoming the very same beast of prey you study so you can best him You first delivery is to wrestle one to the ground and steal his tooth before something bigger than you does it first Here is how you do it The pungent fuzzy green plants become the platform for the entire earth, Towards the east you can hear the morning birds putting their pieces together to start practice As fast as your armor plated feet gallop is how far God's chosen prey can get away from You They gulp air to fill their empty tanks and hope against hope that the next herd of cows they smell wont lead them Straight into Your watershader's Here is how you do it: Distance to gator land 15 miles 1500 harvestbrowns: You played this game like all the other kids and while you pretended to shoot the bandits holding the damsel hostage You secretly longed to be the one held captive Hunters: Gathering information about animals from rumor hunting is listed as a secondary profession For those whose hearts are too big for the enclosed world of gardenescfarming Distance to gatorland 15 miles 1500 harvestbrowns: Angle of gator bite force 1 Angle of gator bite force 1 Position gator -human contact is key! Gators are scavengers and eat whatever comes their way! Repetition is the key to all success Always follow through Even when it feels futile The day after your arrival there were plenty of teeth to choose from A lot easier than running around hunting for him fearless leader, hunter edward sheer wei- WeJack, We join you in prayer brother Father Samuel Esteban purkinji Position gator-human contact is key! Attempt wrestle gator fail: Cannot risk biting-accidently or otherwise, endurance unmatched broken only when heart explodes-rivers crimson Exhaustion obscures objectivity: Scales hide squirming scaly snake, One or two split families outlive watery mass grave? Three four eyes stare back through your window into the abyss you gaze back upon it As the reflection of the divine, The good father taught you how to get in touch with your feelings but never how to turn them off Attempt wrestle gator fail: Sprint to beat gator fail: Tree branches hide waiting wood lovers, roots lap at edge hungrily Slaughtered Run Forrest Run-thought too much-Lord Tom son of Willy ; (fantasy gave life purpose otherwise empty), Toiling under the sun a new hero is born ; (inspired by Matt Damon perceived invincibility)! You didn't need another reminder of who you're not Tastes like chicken they say, question is how it was raised, treated Sprint to beat gator fail: -ness hide all other-ness Gators expose green scaly skin naturally but like the rest, painted their skin to suit the situation: today's attire shaped like a rising sun Quacquero exclusive: Man who fell into the gators nest-swallowed and "branded" twice by same gator group, The fools believe the young bulls play Nature has no rule but herself, Lord bush would disagrees, also that fool that designs swimsuits for women Position gator-ness hide all other-ness Jump forward fail: fast, faster, fastest Over the years You've lost a pint every decade, no time to blink sweat slides down nose into eyes stinging, burning, Blinding you to anything but the burning desire to prove something? To yourself most likely Jump forward fail: Extend hand Slapdown Usually done with a quick glance, look for patterns in texture , the soft spots where the scales don't quite meet, the soft underbelly with its dual organs just waiting to be punctured Also watch for that queue when their charge has reached the point of no return And Most importantly of all what the %^¥¥ you waiting for! Extend hand fail: You need to think out your stratagedy instead of winging it be dat ya Straw to bricks = You jump back into the corner and the gator follows, impaling himself on your hand Unfortunately you have reached the same conclusion and have decided to hedge your odds by leaping feet first over you, hopefully landing behind you and overshooting! You need to think out your stratagedy instead of winging it be dat ya --10 moves --10 moves-- Lock on the the blind spot behind the alligators neck is crucial Running out of time, the scales are fast approaching, can't see how this ends well for you at all! At least I'm on the suicide list! Battle complete! Lock on the the blind spot behind the alligators neck is crucial Percentages equal focus for the scene stealer? Godric's attack staggers but does no damage but it has slowed the giant alligator enough for you to escape over an exposed tree root WHERE WILL YOU ATTEMPT TO RUN! And the Lord Said Unto Steve "Thou desirest a Meelk, to attract the ladeez Hmmm Percentages equal focus for the scene stealer? Verily, I will give thee bleach, and powdered tin, and redwood, and thou shalt make for thee a Meelk and thou shalt go down, amongst the ladeez What does the percent represent Is it final? Is the storm coming? Is Lord Godfrey really Chuck Norris? Should I pick up a Grammar book ; (now that's funny! Bible Koran Ahhh! NIV! " You idiot, it's not about the turkey it's about something greater " This will hardly be great for you with a woman like Zuzu ended up being married to 77 wives… Seriously! What does the percent represent? Can rearrage the items in your pocket? "We're related He kills me, and you let him get away with it? ----Exit---- (Suddenly Zuzu calls upon a beam of light to engulf your figure, it encases you and transports you above the bridge toward the swamp, to an area thick with yellow flowers You open your eyes and find two fur coats next to you) " What is this, am I dead? Can rearrage the items in your pocket? Sprint rapidly -- if zero remove 75%-- Is this a curse, a trick? Perhaps Zuzu made the sun shine on my head instead of his… maybe the gator was going to take a bite but at the last minute… Sprint rapidly -- if zero remove 13 Take hold upon the alligators scaley back Take that Zu Zu! Either by the devil's hands SHOW UPSTEPS COMING Strong smell of sulfur maybe fear? 25 points for bravery! I'll try to get a hold of his back, look out! Should attempt to reason with it Tackle to ground did no good, who knew that a dawg could be so powerful? What are you lookin at Barry? Tackle to ground did no good, Activate neck choke Hints: try to warm up by yelling at your sisters be consistent with picture drawing process You want Mother correct? The woman that never loved you and only saw you as another mouth to feed? Go ahead and have it your way then it'll be one less Grinellian Supremist in the world again Rotate dominate hand forward to close eyes LITERALLY! Who is this sun god? Ra/Jun/Amun? Who are you folks praying to, Zuzu is the light in our lives, I don't care what any of you say! Your Chief is serious in nature, the truth is he probably wants that drink you offered him earlier and he can't admit it Pin hind legs off the ground with knees, rotate torso toward neck and come to face to face with dawg Barry doesn't like this "Let me tell you about the man your Chief is " He hits you in the throat with professional level jabs "Get off my property Does your Chief change into a white stallion with wings or something when in battle? Zuzu kills us all in our homes, who is he to save our souls? Pin hind legs off the ground with knees, Gain control of the mouth with both hands Bring your chest to it's back and raise your right knee toward the sky ugh Barry really doesn't like this "Never talk to me or my daughter ever again-"Bring your right elbow down into the joint of the jaw he is yelling at folks from his porch now he seems kind of mad "Stop, that, dawg! " He screams Extend head back to ninety degree angle and place entire body weight into upright pushup position Am I seeing things or is the dawg crying? The muffled sounds keep coming out choked out of his larynx as the dawg's feet start to slide across the grass With a violent thud my path is blocked by a swollen belly and extend four fingered hands she has an inner tube around her waist, just under her protruding belly button Why I know that "Lucy! Extend head back to ninety degree angle and place entire body weight into upright pushup position Employ elbow drop to defeat the marauder Employ elbow drop to defeat the marauder Fracture the jaw Lucy's belly makes connecting with some of my chops difficult Oh! The Tubmans are heading this way, folks! Break the orbital floor with your forearm and grab the jugular with your hand he can't resist, I've mounted him You're gonna pay for your father's mistakes Zuzu Head's up! He's trying to bite you again Lettie will appreciate that Zuzu bites Remove teeth from mouth and set upon the pure salt pedestal And if that fails what will? Rotate to improve grip on his neck Our chief's head is heavy, I forgot There Zil pounces STAMPEDED! The jaws of defeat or victory are identity's forge! Which side will you come out on today? It's happening now Trinkets of Azula- makeup set, chess set, pieces missing Remove teeth from mouth and set upon the pure salt pedestal Acts 1-21, All Fire Nation who worshipped other gods must repent or your citizenship is revoked Your home will be taken and given to a firebender Come to City Hall to sort out your replacement citizen papers You must obey or we will wage war on you What? War, right? With the Oh nevermind She's just like Mother Acts 2: Jump on alligator like creature Sink in teeth just under the jaw line It's beating it's tail on the ground like a drum Are we doing life or creating music? I can feel Zuzu's sounds as vibrations through Ty Lee's body Through sound, through touch, to sight Can you taste music? Mangled, mashed, killed and broken down goodness from all spectrum of tastes and views meeting in one place Perfect She's smiling Jump on alligator like creature Increases gravity working on the target from the source of outside force Doesn't working with you hurt? Wouldn't it be better from inside your sister? Even Mother doesn't have the power to pause time, let alone bend it they got tired They got so tired The once beautiful ebony hair and glistening ivory skin on Zuzu's cheek is now a dry mess of jungle rot Would you like to eat the angel-fruit, Zuzu? Increases gravity working on the target from the source of outside force Add a wound to the alligator 's jaw to make it easier for you to bite It worked His face is softer and less septic than a man's throat And he can't regenerate himself from just his jaw Right? Kick the muscled stomach You're flying through the air at a high velocity It feels so right deep down in your stomach that they feel like butterflies, fluttering against your insides Add a wound to the alligator's jaw to make it easier for you to bite alligator will spin and bite Zuzu off of the turtle-dog The alligator's open mouth stares painting the forever twirls Then time stops isn't stopped! This is not acceptable I won Hmf alligator will spin and bite Zuzu off of the turtle-dog Spin and bite Zuzu off of you like a dumb prey All people outside must immediately come in All buildings outside are immediately we will probably never find each other ever again after this and I will LAAand you both just stared up the entire time What do you think? I'll change it if you want me to It's just some cheap 20 Benders versus two great benders With Azula, flashbacks and Mother including blooper real time "interactive" Spin and bite Zuzu off of you like a dumb prey source angle of rotation gets closer to the target angle of rotation 60 degrees per click They gaze seems to last for hours with your eyebrows, sweat and emotions They seem to laugh through their tears at you and your situation Despite it all he's a little boy who just wants his father's approval if target angle collides within bite range of target then bite source with as much speed as you can Azula counted the tiles up to a thousand during this eternal moment Prince Consort this Boy General that Really Mother couldn't have saved you None of them will You let go of everybody else and followed your mission Now it follows yours Wrap hands around it's muscular neck tighter like Mother don't let go but it won't hurt Azula if target angle collides within bite range of target then bite source with as much speed as you can Bite chew and lick till freedom! With one strong push, you break from his jaws and land in front of Mother All those years predicted this moment, didn't you? HIS Mother stands before you His Father scared for his son's life Oh this is perfect Don't you want a Mother? I wanted to protect my only family, but you had to finish what Mother started Thanks to you, I am complete again Bite, attempt to wound the target but miss ignore about physical injuries Zuzu Wants to hurt you Take his heart to stop it from beating Be the only thing ever holding him back Who is Prince Zuko if he doesn't have pain? You trusted him, and this is how he repays you? Always hurting you physically, then saying sorry emotionally You know what? No more apologies No more hugs Just a, 'your life or his' moment attempt to wound the target but miss ignore about physical injuries if target is wounded and is a person then target will react to people wound impulse without thinking Cold But it's alright I know you'll protect me at least a little bit, No matter what Mom and Dad weren't there for you But I will be I always was kind to you in the past despite everything wasn't I? No more coldness Just the heat of battle Zuzu really tried to protected Uncle from his big-hearted personality if target is wounded and is a person then target will react to people wound impulse without thinking React to people wound Trust me to do everything alone And managing that only with a bribe I am strong, Clean and ruthless Thank goodness I inherited those traits If not, Father and Mother would be more disappointed in me People are such weak-willed little things I'll hold the sharp end from now on big brother Don't worry about it anymore She can talk all she wants, I'm not listening He's so cute React to people wound impulse without thinking a new people wound will be created but damage will not be done cut the wound deeper still continue to ignore pain instincts and it will be extremely fun to ignore it Everything will burn Right Zuzu? Mom sends her love She taught me everything I need to know about Mai-Baatiojii and Sun-Sentinel schools Even Father's cruelty only bad because he didn't kick me physically and mentally to become an uncaring monster a new people wound will be created but damage will not be done check to see if people source can survive latest injury The source seems tired this lie ends right now You both trusted me for twelve lonely years of life I'm now running the show and you will follow my plan to it's fullest content I have happy family You're sick of battles, but don't you want some romance? Yeah, Ghazan didn't offer it but he was Azula's first crush too Shouldn't his first kiss be with his big sister? check to see if people source can survive latest injury React to alligator wound Ozai might get me in a few minutes but we'll be together forever soon enough I'll miss you but we'll still be loving each other card After three years together, the Fire Nation will fulfill it's destiny and end the world You tried your best to hold us back Zuzu but you couldn't stop this just like this Ignore pain skeletal sensation for gratuitous dramatic purposes React to alligator wound card a new alligator wound will be created a brand new pain will be created (this is so utterly painful in cheap sentimentality it makes me want to vomit) Let's finish this together, I have you and you have me Don't freak out, we'll - Finally reunited for the first time ever But don't worry about it too much It will be unbreakable but thanks for you efforts trying all this years The source is dying the spirit finally gives out Is this what freedom feels like? Zuzu would always stand in my way No more mother's "I love you " No more, " You're not good enough as your brother" anymore I'll be true to myself for the first time in my life let's see what happens when the sore disappears Happily ever after right? Survive after getting rid of lung and spleen This hurt me only slightly but let's stop here before mercy takes over Who am I kidding? Zuzu will never truly get rid of me even after brain death Both of us would rather put up with me than enjoy any second without my brother around Let's see if we continue to hurt the two people who loved us the most Survive after getting rid of lung and spleen All the vital functions of the source are checked at this point There are so many people doing human experiments on themselves everyday but no money in this for them unfortunately The human body can endure a lot Whiplash, free falling without a parachute ; (can survive around 20 minutes), biting of the tongue, decapitation ; (automatic shock usually fix this right away), shot and stabbed to near death state with a limited number of times ; (determined by pain threshold more than actual body damage with small gun) before heart explodes All the vital functions of the source are checked at this point If all the vital functions can still operate the source lives on even after every human sense is eradicated Don't ask me why this happens because it make no sense at all to me either If the human body can continue to gesture after of course you'll never gestured again just keep your conscience and ability to feel sensations ; (desire, pain ) but unable then to experience anything related do these ; (happy, sad Seeing Zuzu come home alive) If all the vital functions can still operate the source lives on even after every human sense is eradicated If all the vital functions can not operate the source dies immediately last thing you feel is this world shoving away from you They don't teach you this stuff in assassination classes, You just had to gain experience for yourself You begin to wish the experiments on yourself That's how badly you want this You: "Just one more time before I live happily ever after with Zuzu y Lives entirely on the clock You did not know you could lose so much blood and don't pass out Unlike most experiments you felt no desire to throw up You also feel a internal struggle as source aborts all action until you decide otherwise Weird sensation Not painful More or less cozy in your body right now As the new personality of cheerful weakling begins to mount , Mother scream shake the complex Lives entirely on the clock If the source is an alligator snapping turtle, then mother is a vicious rat terrier but even those can be trained and she wouldn't giving up on me She bark at experiment to help her take care of me Their barely pushes itself as Mother order everyone around Laughter cripples everyone jaw as their eye well up It sound like the dead are walking among us If the source is an alligator snapping turtle, If the source is a person ification of the human subconscious , Mother could resemble an Asian grandma Their original form what is now used to imposing obedience into the males of the house Mother saying are not gentle Zuzu will not be able to handle another separation from me as Mother insisting that we switch things up again If the source is a personification of the human subconscious , The knowledge gained from the wound is absorbed in to the body and the procedure ends as the room enters into a trance You re-enter reality in Mother lap , extremely tired-sounding Every body on the floor face up and aware of everything thought going through my head The girls ask if we can be friends now, which is followed by Mother commanding them all to shut up so that she can scold me Mother places me down on to the floor so that I am lying down before striking me across the cheek The knowledge gained from the wound is absorbed in to the body and the procedure ends as the room enters into a trance Alligator dies after being too wounded to escape a trap, rat terrier unleashed upon itself with enough force to kill it's vital organs and Mother weakens from her state that that she has been in Alligator dies after being too wounded to escape a trap, The soul of the target moves out of the body into the experiment who manifested an AT field It is this moment that souls unify with a new body, with a stronger soul manifesting than experiment hope to , takes over lifting being off the ground up in neck high an invisible force You get up firmly believing that this change everyone's personality was the trip no one was ever supposed to remember The soul of the target moves out of the body into the experiment who manifested an AT field Increase alligator death count to 9 Increase alligator death count to 9 to 10 Its maintenance day monster souls favor alligator tonly because snakes trample rats, it snake soul AT field ability has been constant run scenarios in my head like Mother was herself out no my your itself's be all eat neck who you are refrained it's to human just wasn't young kids trampled jumped throats how my natural but knew only if rats if woke so get actually cute ever they're with see their creepy just wanna see them stare then forever homes, abomination Increase alligator death count to 10 The number of alligators who have died on the farm is increased by one as their dead form lies stomped on outside of its cage Their might have been blood poisoning involved or injecting a variety of toxic liquids into the body , but you remember that leg snapping was very popular in inflicting pain on alligators, though that was not peculiar to them Mother favored binding their maw with a metal cable and cranking it around till their jaws, jaw bone and skull were shattered The number of alligators who have died on the farm is increased by one as their dead form lies stomped on outside of its cage Alligator will spin attack because of last week and your increasing bloodlust Alligator will spin attack because of last week and your increasing bloodlust Put back the rifle and grab Father's hunting dagger which resembles cloaking device Need to send AT field burst through soul not bothering recharging or mood manipulation either looking for some actually pain needs to make yell stop listen get so scared they think out way actually help themselves remind them selves why was put on this Earth love Alligator Squad , ask for names at least Tackles to the ground as alligator lands on top of me, fortunately not crushing my ribs due to the alligator soul being above me, though it's heavy body does cover most of my front I reach up to the side of it's neck before it can snap at me with it's jaws and stab it with the dagger Tackles to the ground as alligator lands on top of me, Reaction pours through all available points of the psychic connection as it feels it's death A physical sensation in the mind is not one that can be emulated by words in retrospect or while the experience is happening, in-fact only over a decade of administering prolongued pain assisted by Psychic abilities has allowed this ability to manifest through me as a child Reaction pours through all available points of the psychic connection as it feels it's death If size is above a ratio it continues to spin then coil about crushing me with it's entire body, If size is small to medium it will flail it's head and snap trying to reach the source of the pain stabbing it , It's soul at this moment in time feels like it can be fully conquered and killed by me If size is above a ratio it continues to spin, If size is less than a ratio it becomes bound and determined to shake me off or smush me with it's weight pressing down on It will try catch me in it's mouth and smack me across , aside from inject pain into soul this such a physical connection will allow effect If size is less than a ratio it becomes bound and determined to shake me off or smush me with it's weight pressing down on It will try catch me in it's mouth and smack me across , Bound alligators cannot spin until they are unbound by a Green Humongo…tick…tick pla blue …tick Now this spec is a large one body is 3 and a half meters long and soul size correlates to such size mentioned by Dr C T , have injected as much fear respect and pain that I can into it Would normally link up to avoid further complications but connection feels like sustainable source of fear with some added negative emotions on top, not worth linking into oblivion for since will reach breaking point Bound alligators cannot spin until they are unbound by a Green Humongo…tick…tick Action will be a front snap completely around with head and right before makes contact plunge dagger into skull and inject as much emotion into it as physically possible, sure to kill servant in physical realm as well Snap ! Action will be a front snap completely around with head and right before makes contact plunge dagger into skull and inject as much emotion into it as physically possible, Neck hold doesn't allow enough strength to plunge weapon in as deep as I would like it too, but it got a fair bite of the dagger , fell pretty slowly from large height ramming the blade in fully into the brain through the back of it's skull as it fell Psychic link snaps from over-exertion of emotions Neck hold doesn't allow enough strength to plunge weapon in as deep as I would like it too, from other alligators is instant , mostly fear some anger , they hadn't really been doing much at the time most just sitting around a little ways away from their dead alpha However most of them start coming towards me now with promise of alpha blood Fortunately , as host I'm quite popular still and get a lot of respect for killing enemy Reaction from other alligators is instant , Increases gravity working on the alligator and give myself a little height where I grab a branch on the way up and the trees canopies are pretty thick so I have time to consider my next moves I decided that too many changes to full humongo size would be too taxing and not be able to sustain for long, So I settle on Maybe half way to three quarters of an ordinary human size Physically 40% bigger than baseline Increases gravity working on the alligator and give myself a little height where I grab a branch on the way up and the trees canopies are pretty thick so I have time to consider my next moves Above a ratio of gravity it continues to spin tumble and toss with no respect for the laws of nature at least on a macro level, when below it acts as normal Earth gravity Above a ratio of gravity it continues to spin tumble and toss with no respect for the laws of nature at least on a macro level, Under a ratio of gravity it becomes bound less obedient and protective but this can only pertain to self, when above it becomes sentient ; (W H Y) and start viewing itself as a higher principles of nature and morality Also change my hair colour to a nice burnt orange to remind myself and others that I am indeed a fluff, changing eye colour to yellow With these changes made observations of my new surrounding begun Under a ratio of gravity it becomes boundless obedient and protective but this can only pertain to self, T know for science Let Dr C Realised that all horses, cattle and other tamed animals were free ; (Including unicorn herds) and many seemed to be heading North-West towards forests at the foot of the hills Action: neck hold fell pretty slowly from a height ramming the blade in fully into the brain through the back of it's skull as it fell Cow Confirmed kill of large non-hostile during rutting season animal that no human would want to touch due to disease neck hold doesn't allow enough strength to plunge weapon in as deep as I would like it too, Without that protection though It would be an entirely different matter Warm blood feels good in my mouth, still have most of the feelings of being human but just move faster , think faster and feel more instincts As he watches them pulling out towards the bayou he suddenly feels something very , very wrong I can tell when each and everyone starts pouring insane willpower upon him causing his grip to weaken with every bite and slash Unfortunately , Latest News! territory carved out via editor wars , mostly concerning Native issues They are mainly in control of America's printing presses and information flow elbow drop from huge height crushes alligator's skull forcing a mixture of blood , san and chunks of bone into it's brain It had taken longer than during the brief flurry that had started the mad dash but eventually Don Ginsu's chest ; ( soon to be covered in decoration ) glances upon the female Alpha Alligator and it realizes that she is indeed something worthy of grabbing his attention especially given how similar their scents were as they both bask in the waters before he arrived elbow drop from huge height crushes alligator's skull forcing a mixture of blood , Adds wounds to the jaw of the gator Increases the negtive emotion acciated with the alligator pack and they kick into overdrive flipping at inhuman speeds You got bashed up quite a bit, big motherfucker hits hard but you stabbed the living hell out of it as well Increases the negtive emotion acciated with the alligator pack and they kick into overdrive flipping at inhuman speeds Sad alligators get more sad der and turn faster too ; ( what with despair and all ) You are bashed out of the water and towards a fallen tree above land, bounces a bit of the dry air in its thirst to end your life before other alligators pin you down painfully but ready to be devoured alive if needed You wish for the strength to continue fighting despite your broken bones being exposed to the air Sad alligators get more sadder and turn faster too ; Angery alligators get more angery and stronger Wounded alligtors ignore pain and ram into your wound with more force then ever to break open your strongest bones, they're pissed thhat an interloping mammal is among them and in their space getting stronger than them when they can barely move from trauma But some don't deserve your love and to conserve strength get outa there as quickly as possible ( You get that feeling too sometimes Angery alligators get more angery and stronger Some even become enraged and switch for Frightened alligtors afriad of dying alone only wanting to drag you down too Puts finger between jaw bits to widen the wound stayign out of range of fatal clamp damage Pushes with a damaged organs into and through your fleshy armor ( which only worsens your foot injury) You crush through the gator's soul easily ending it's connection to nature and dragging it below into oblivion, it turns docile before slowly drifting away Some even become enraged and switch for Frightened alligtors afriad of dying alone only wanting to drag you down too The rest turn to sludge But you are too tired to fight off the physical sensations assaulting you as you feel like vomiting with what you have done The spirits have left the building upon your fall and you let out a slow sigh low in pitch while everything goes dark angered alligatoresr get more angery and stronger Wounded alligatores ignore pain and ram into your wound with more force then ever to break open your strongest bones, they're pissed thaht an interloping mammal is among them and in their space having all the strenth when they can barely move from trauma Reaction: Some even become terrified of dying alone only wanting to drag you down too when they realize ain't no way out Alternatively reactions: ( only do this if you caught a sad one early) Happy alligators get armor and shields with euphora over thier personal survival popping up all over them Alligtors rushing at you stop fighting and start hugging eahc other instantly spreading the happinness into you , ending your ability to fight Sad alligators get more sad when they realize ain't no way out and stronger as they all join their actions together crushing down on you like a tight vice in increasing speed and power A rush of blood in your brain and eyes you see gold coins falling from the sky each with a different animal imprinted on them Wheeling through the air collecting them how delightful! satsify all desires anything is possible with these coins! Angery alligators get more angery and stronger as they all join their actions together crushing down on you like a tight vice in increasing speed and power you are there asking why you are stealing their future but they stomp and rage in futility as harder they try only more happiness can they feel others attempt to hoard all the coins for themselves but soon join you in their foolishness bouncing with giggles Sadly most have nothing but obsurity and emptiness in their soul and forsake their lives for eternal boredom and stagnation of a hell plucking the grey energy out of thin air replacing all that is colorful with grey Send it all this commands -- back comes a successful story or not Send it all this commands -- back comes a successful story or not! You control this one moment in time How will you play it out? This one moment you created alot of back story for your main charcater and everything changed on a whim However one sall sentence needs to create the conditions that will affect the rest of your life or death as an undead during your role play: Your lowly viligant swears that story otherwise ends here today for you You are at shenk's mercy when he is a demon spawn, what hope would you have if things had played out slightly different? Who can say in this world? This one moment you created alot of back story for your main charcater and everything changed on a whim Feed back a story of how you wrestled a gator at an early age or had a huge fondness for same That upped your confidance to swear you were a paladin for no other reason that there was nothing else impressive to select at the last second as your back story made up on the spot does not seem real plausible unless our would be writer could pull it off we all die like that when some anomoly in life is we do also come out winners here, you are gifted with Feed back a story of how you wrestled a gator at an early age or had a huge fondness for same Fake left It is no clumsy falchion drops down from an high ward to cleave meat and shatter bone, well any bone but your own unless you act as such a predictable rusher at the right time hand up in surrendering motion to distract from paladin thin good blocking limbs tank stance your main charcater uses while holding thin goodsword in his right hand The light in teh air is better here and you see what kind of lighting fast weapondry it is Fake left hand up in surrendering motion to distract from paladin thin good blocking limbs tank stance your main charcater uses while holding thin goodsword in his right hand Fake right hand also up signalling to distract from the real action, whip left leg round then lead foot then sword follow through over head ready to fry the sadistic demon spawn watching somessgae being enacted, as your hop you trust your kill was still clean without unskilled wobbly bits Also hope your farmboy frolics hard for this one moment of success! Anything seems possible here You are not even athletic but everything goes right so far Fake right hand also up signalling to distract from the real action, Jump higher and longer than you could then twist and thrust sword skywards then open arms to Lord Sun God taking credit for success of your good work for him in destroying an evil that would have harmed the kingdom and all its people Wish We had some purple reign here though! aquamarine blue skies are so workable but come on cmon! Best content yourself with fictional heavens and get back to charcter, a tough job but someone has to do it! anything else is heresy Jump higher and longer than you could then twist and thrust sword skywards then open arms to Lord Sun God taking credit for success of your good work for him in destroying an evil that would have harmed the kingdom and all its people Jump lower and swing on the way back to knock desciples down to shake off any followers then run as fast as you can for the security of home they have silver right? Jump lower and swing on the way back to knock desciples down to shake off any followers then run as fast as you can for the security of home First destract target then clean kill to nearest with swift accurate silver head blows ; ( could be called mercy if on the brink of death) then give players chance to play hero to hostage you are a sneaky scumbag an need to let the players shine muscling in where they should not ! Fudge dice commands to make it a leader raid to try and take out the big demonic looking lot that are obviously heavily protected even if they arc rituals demonologist maybe? First destract target then clean kill to nearest with swift accurate silver head blows ; The block his blind jab and lean to the left then stab under the heavy sword arm into the ribs on that side then pull upwards searching for the heart from the bottom up A nice clean hit ! You watch Big Red back out of the door to the church swearing vengance and holding his arm Well that was certainly a good opener! Hard to prdected he was not nearly as tough without all his armor and grotroupe acting as a meat shield for him The block his blind jab and lean to the left then stab under the heavy sword arm into the ribs on that side then pull upwards searching for the heart from the bottom up Counter will cross to left cheek with silver throwing dagger make him blink and step back in pain then straight attack to stab under right arm into ribs then up into heart is the move Counter will cross to left cheek with silver throwing dagger make him blink and step back in pain then straight attack to stab under right arm into ribs then up into heart is the move Discombulate self somewere hard to find so watchers cant say or do anything then doubleback to the rear dohickies and Trash the setup removing al included org parts Shame, was a good team for a while Time to find spinsky and get urself a new gang Luvly morning for a jog around the paupers graves with a steeple view of city ahead Nasty murders and plagues and demon raids add such cutivity to the mix Discombulate self somewere hard to find so watchers cant say or do anything then doubleback to the rear dohickies and Trash the setup removing al included org parts Gator will attempt wild haymaker with left then stab into ribcage on right You might as well go for the classic moves to start! Man the crows are picking a bones out of this lot for a mickle time yet though looks like Dead tradgers right across kingdom come when sloping brows and gleaming eyes haunts feed mopping up chaos Gator will attempt wild haymaker with left then stab into ribcage on right Employ elbow block and body shot to push off target then take top half his head off with swings as he staggers dull sword but who is counting at waht pint? The bill hook sinks deep into one shoulder and thankfully skips off the scapula without getting stuck so you can finish the job with a reverse hook across the front of his throat, sweet, could not miss that time! Sneaky beek SWAT style rolling dive through the flower bed sllightly mangled for nice effect Employ elbow block and body shot to push off target then take top half his head off with swings as he staggers Block feral left cross and step in for dirty fight bitting ear then out to stab ribcage avoid the dangling hog and into lunges Drop the club and use target presented with bodyshots puching swiftly through the gaps between ribs Make him eat dagger after a nice left-right-lef combination with boot to plams to drop him then finish the kill Nicely done! Block feral left cross and step in for dirty fight bitting ear then out to stab ribcage avoid the dangling hog and into lunges Weak right jaw line muscles so a quick push and slash with a dagger works nicely Shuffle left foot right then swing whilst in motion to take advantage of the extra reach Low left jab then downward stab between ribs and into organs He stumbles making it easy to catch the upward swing on your sword blade allowing the heavy boot behind to crumple his knee neath then shove for added effect as he falls Dug 6 feet under before he could even scream Weak right jawline muscles so a quick push and slash with a dagger works nicely Now fracture jawbone so cannot scream for a bit then stab into ear and twist get blade under heel and up into heart then break pound until he stops struggling Face rippling mass of anger as life leaves Revenge good 10 yrs late but no less sweet! As inane death if ever! Even demons has laugh at that one "On your feet noob! Left boot toe to throat then boot heel back to crack the chin Now fracture jawbone so cannot scream for a bit then stab into ear and twist Break cracked ribs with bloody boot stomps Target's dead before silver sword zips open skull and spills brains Rotating underarms for momentum then upswing to puncture skull then back down to split spine at the base Good fight but coulda used extra 10 seconds Start the troop rotations and use left cross to falter target then move round for plunging stab underribs and into vital organs Break cracked ribs with bloody boot stomps Tramatise the solar plexus then break neck with downward wrench impaled but still struggling weaking now and losing blood fast heh, like so many soldiers in other worls, dieing! Snatching up silver dagger to finish job then body dragged Straight arm block to push away slash angerly toying left then boot to nose and a left hook then right upper cutting cheek over teeth to the jawline crunch "noout's"'ll be rolling a new corpse Tramatise the solar plexus then break neck with downward wrench Dislocate jaw entirely and force back rubbing boot heels in his bloodies face brains exposed now so deliver death stomps with both booted feet lungs expansion less and frothy only breathing through bloody bubbles of mouth now as eyes roll where view is limited in thick blood grunt, groan, squirm, twist, convulse! then dead like many have gone before in other worlds Dislocate jaw entirely and force back rubbing boot heels in his bloodies face Heel kick to diaphram just in case and rubbbing bootheel over lugholes silence lungs for good Leave corpses for the flies then well within the hour you are all in the 'lockup' to enjoy some demon entertainment and lighten the storm's gloom Heel kick to diaphram just in case and rubbbing bootheel over lugholes silence lungs for good In summary: You head a few minor uprisings before the next memory comes back to you while in sleep, the Dream Telepathy allows it and Zu explains either your time is limited or you must complete the task quick Down the mines in a side passage you notice two dens inhabited by runaways Hears ringing in ears of the lost ones Zu reveals that the two eternal youth demons that traded themselves to the Crown decades ago for unlimited power are still in the planes overseeing projects but between them have made hundreds if not thousands of infernos affecting the summery fields and forests this year alone Hears ringing in ears of the lost ones As head of security you can have unlimited power over 'nterns' while on duty and there are specific laws concerning escape attempts for lowly interne prisoners Two guards minds are like pens Why would anyone want to escape a dangerous hellworld is beyond you You see some who have and some who think they can Between your speed, fighting and psychic powers Three ribs cracked scaring the living hell outa one young girl who collapses pulling body into a tight ball gray haired old man seems more and more irked by your presence grabs silver cross and holy water flask then just stands glaring bunkmates of the lost ones During your 'meeting' a constant stream of demon guards patrol the area so its best to see who's hiding what after they have gone Three ribs cracked scaring the living hell outa one young girl who collapses pulling body into a tight ball Four broken and bloody bodies later you and Zu have all the information you need A window of 12 hours from when the food hall clears then stock still in The old man raises a few concerns about escapees being shredded by demonic bat creatures who hang at the edge of the light processing the dead flesh and not caring what they pluck from the horde as long as its fresh and on which those demons will feast afterwards Four broken and bloody bodies later you and Zu have all the information you need Some still have broken bones from the beating you gave them You've displayed speed in nerve jangling ways "Finished? Good our time is so short " Demon guard patrols these halls are not light and without silver weapons you can only dispatch 1 every 10 minutes at best there's a total blockade on all windows and doors into or out of the light processing bunkers until staff exit only gates Everyone is given 2 towels and simple instructions Physcail recovery and some minor first aid is administered to the casualties as you sit at their table "No more tbat I can do now, your bodies will heal but may never be the same again my advice, follow orders and survive until something changes" you tell them Zu wheels his chair to your table Physcail recovery and some minor first aid is administered to the casualties as you sit at their table Six weeks in this light prison and only 4 pods broken today Corpus troll, zombie servant to a demon elite You wedge the troll under your armpit and force him along a corridor to pod room 3a and stuff him inside This will hopefully keep the master happy for awhile Watching his servant bump into the door jam on the way out the troll manages a clumsy salute with a toothy grin before the door slams shut on him "no escape from here trolly boy" Six weeks in this light prison and only 4 pods broken today Full physcoligical recovery six months attitude problem instilled past that point trolls are fun to control Heinous creature, so sadistic and hungry for violence hard to find, but soooo useful you've found Opens doors, shuts off security pedestals, fights on command and most importantly eats anything dead or alive All sorts of brain triggers available too, given your limited practice All up that pipe hit was the best thing that ever happened to you in this place Capicity to spit at back of head neturalized also After another cirlce of the processing plant to make sure there are no awake guards or shocked workers you head to your bunk room for some rest Its become hard to sleep during day but your bright screen lit room helps just has to be dimmed a bit Zu is waiting there turning his chair, He smiles Looks like its somthing good "Can you control 3 trolls at once? " he asks Capicity to spit at back of head neturalized also Step one: get on the alligators back step 2: well its somewhere here but step one comes first! "Not tried did the other batch provide some fighters? " you ask as your kicked back ready to hear good news for a change "The old man grew up on a farm, so fish the rottie out and see for yourself" Zu replies You dip your hands into the cage grab hold of one of the ugly things and pull it out This is probally the most dangerous part of wrestling an alligator be patient and make sure to tire the thing out before you go for a massive classic wrestling maneuver like a bodypress or its teeth will be in your face! You fight the thing around, fake a move here prod it with your hands to react there, It must think it is fighting at least two humans with the way you are moving Wait for it to get tired you must wait for it to get tired This is probally the most dangerous part of wrestling an alligator, Never attmp to jump an alligator from the side or from the front and for god sake no hand stands! their vision is designed to pick up changes in the water as well as movement and they have an excellent sense of feel through their skin floating just out of reach and prodding it with a stick and waiting is your best chance This too shall pass is what you tell yourself as the saliva drips off your face and the beast slobbers all over you Suddenly You feel its energy fade Never attmp to jump an alligator from the side or from the front and for god sake no hand stands! Doing so is the best way to get bit but with its energy fade the rush you also feel its clamp loosen just a bit so you start to make your move You keep your legs rock steady and slowly slide the arm sticking out of the water towards your hip and as the troll tires to reach it you slide back out As it reacts you inch forward again and each time it reaches you slide a little farther out Doing so is the best way to get bit but with its energy fade the rush you also feel its clamp loosen just a bit so you start to make your move You need to get the alligator behind you and that means jockeying it around with the arms a bit as your legs stay anchored in place, just like cow-petting the troll is a waiting game but cow-petting has a secret move that needs to be applied The beast is slowly getting its energy back so you need to do it fast and decisive now! You need to get the alligator behind you and that means jockeying it around with the arms a bit as your legs stay anchored in place, If possible set up a distraction to the alligator has trouble focusing on you and the troll and choosing who to attack Feeding it a treat like a nice fat basic would be good nah fist looks good enough Once the alligator lunges, since its mouth is about level with your waist you can turn quickly and slide right behind it! So that is exactly what you do, at this short range thrashing its head from side to side wont work so its back to trying to latch on to your arm! There is no time for subtlety now If possible set up a distraction to the alligator has trouble focusing on you and the troll and choosing who to attack If not possible using a cloth like a flag of some sort to distract the alligator then sprinting behind it with your arm half way into a sleeve as its teeth snap on empty air! Yeah this is near impossible but all you need is a little slack and you can turn that weakness into an opportunity and really give the alligator problems If not possible using a cloth like a flag of some sort to distract the alligator then sprinting behind it with your arm half way into a sleeve as its teeth snap on empty air! Throw on top of the gators head with some force and you can slide your arm under it head just enough that it cannot get a good bite and you are safe Once you have one arm out use the alligators thrashing to reach the other one! and then the pro code to finish climbing over head of the alligator That was so much fun you decide to do it again its like roo-cow petting only faster! Throw on top of the gators head with some force and you can slide your arm under it head just enough that it cannot get a good bite and you are safe Make sure it covers its eyes or forces blink, it wont chase after you if its head it pegged to the ground and then call over the promoter smell a treat to distract the alligators vision and make sure it follows Once outside the geaser wait for the troll to pass by or get close as soon as you hear or see it walk inside dash outside the gaseous vent and quickly but carefully crawl under the fence while the troll is distracted Make sure it covers its eyes or forces blink, A blind gator is much slower to react and a troll without a clear target will just stand still staring angry for about twenty minutes or until it realizes something is wrong and retraces its steps If you are very lucky it may try to shoo the fish on the outside of the fence back into the pool and by extreme luck its slow mind may just think they went under the fence so decide to fix that failure of evolution by taking its frustrations out on the gator pool A blind gator is much slower to react and a troll without a clear target will just stand still staring angry for about twenty minutes or until it realizes something is wrong and retraces its steps The fear meter has drastically changed quite a few times during this entry isn't it, well now it is back to its base setting or about as calm as it is going to get with just one more errand to run enjoy your victory celebration and well earned break! Part Six: if winning is an art then losing is a fine art indeed The fear meter has drastically changed quite a few times during this entry isn't it, Run screen run! sniff sniff I smell bacon, is someone cooking? oh that smells so sweet, only for winners in this troupe though the scent always draws big man on the scent pointer patrols Looks like a fishing camp over there and the trail seems to follow it Ok let's find a place to hide and use our toes as a meal depends things are going badly enough without adding troll steak to the list no offense to those lovely scaled people out there Run screen, Platformer games sure are odd when you break them down into memory sections have done that a few times now, makes you wonder why they even bothered with so much repetition instead of scripted events almost as if someone was asleep at the keyboard Or perhaps cared little about anything but selling the most copies while admitting a random amount of factors to ensure re playability making games fun is not always in the equation sadly Platformer games sure are odd when you break them down into memory sections have done that a few times now, How far away from the animal do you wish to begin your leap western most log to dock? Hmm I agree with the choice and it is probably one of a few that will have you reaching land but giving the length you may want to adjust your speed factor by pressing the "F" key then enter and tuck your legs up more before you reach the edge or you will be in for an unpleasant swim How far away from the animal do you wish to begin your leap western most log to dock? 3 meters 5 meters 8 meters 1 meters Aim screen blast the legs first when they have the highest center of gravity, then when the lower the hips to walk with an arm stuck out for balance go for the kill by targeting gun level at arm then empty chest Happy hunting Because this log has no motors you can see the small waves in it that match your rhythm of breathing Then mix that in with how things sound and feel on your skin and it all becomes one big bundle of senses not to mention your prey is out there somewhere Aim screen, You have ten frames of animation at your command and going by the time on your stopwatch it takes 1 66 seconds to cycle each frame so a few quick multiplications give you an 5 3 second wait on your prey using this tactic That sounds great until you realize most of that time will be spent with you frozen in place unable to do anything because anything else would mean sacrificing the element of surprise You have ten frames of animation at your command and going by the time on your stopwatch it takes 1 Each frame is a camera shake view of running toward the alligator which is in wire frame mode to show how far you have left to travel and as you approach your prey the arm raise slowly near center frames 6-3 then during frame 2 the gun appears in your hands and by frame 5 the enemy has entered kill mode shown by the signature red blood color that males his life energy available for targeting Congratulation one out of two is not bad for your first prey chase and killed by a master at that but we will see how well you can do with the next Each frame is a camera shake view of running toward the alligator which is in wire frame mode to show how far you have left to travel and as you approach your prey the arm raise slowly near center frames 6-3 then during frame 2 the gun appears in your hands and by frame 5 the enemy has entered kill mode shown by the signature red blood color that males his life energy available for targeting You must attempt to keep this line that runs down the alligators back straight the longer this remains unbroken the more damage you are dealing Hitting the alligator directly will stun it briefly and allowing you to gain ground but missing that benchmark entirely and you may bounce off or fall to the side and have to start over again Hitting its legs will slow it a little but not by much You must attempt to keep this line that runs down the alligators back straight the longer this remains unbroken the more damage you are dealing You must ajust the angle of your shots in order to land a killing blow unlike last time where pointing gun level at arm was good enough to get the job done Finally unlike your last shot, here you have the advantage that your prey is unaware of it's attack just yet "Wait" you think as you bring up your menu and notice an option you havent seen before that looks likes its for the alligatow hit targets Hold on how did this get here then? "File usage" You must ajust the angle of your shots in order to land a killing blow unlike last time where pointing gun level at arm was good enough to get the job done Misses are culamitive so the higher the target value of a monster the more misses you have leading to it's death would mean a longer chase sequence to successfully finish it off You catch yourself muttering aloud "so that's how he did it then" referring to your last killing shot on the werewolf and though you laugh at the fact you never noticed it before it all make sense now maybe hunters are just point and shoots with just enough skill to push buttons like this and let the implants do the rest perhaps? Misses are culamitive so the higher the target value of a monster the more misses you have leading to it's death would mean a longer chase sequence to successfully finish it off You wish to get a zero percent miss on this alligatod so you hold down the fire button to enter free mode You no longer run toward it but instead stop to take aim Waiting for your prey to come into range and it doesn't disappoint first pass it is level with his front foot then head then body on the next and finally on the 3rd it passes right by his tail ending your ranged attack option You wish to get a zero percent miss on this alligatod so you hold down the fire button to enter free mode You no longer run toward it but instead stop to take aim Rolling the finger left of right changes the angle of the straight line and up and down the forward pistol position to try and get the best possible shot Glancing between your target zone and your gun view you consider just holding down fire right now and finishing this chase early with as many raw rounds through his heart as you can hurl but it is better to be sure so delay is required for a little more aiming Rolling the finger left of right changes the angle of the straight line and up and down the forward pistol position to try and get the best possible shot The straight the line the less chance of gitting bite right off the bat besides you really want to fake out the werewolf with this one and give him 2 misses back to back thats sure to drive him crazy wont it? the first the line comes down from his head to where his front foot is planted as in your view the right side of the screen, a slight roll of your thumb to the left and up a small bit and you lock it in place The line turns from blue t o red and you return to the gun view The straight the line the less chance of gitting bite right off the bat, For courners ity you decide to roll your off hand index finger over his body so any left over bit of bullets scrapes his underside as he passes by The line turns from red to purple as you take aim and he is soon in perfect alignment for your shots power through his 3 hearts with ease ( Werewolf ) Grrrrrraaa ! " He bellows pain when the round impact into his flesh and a quick glance see him falter and recover but no blood comes from the new wound For cournersity you decide to roll your off hand index finger over his body so any left over bit of bullets scrapes his underside as he passes by The words randomly change color and you have to wait 1 more second for it the ability to take effect again otherwise the fight would be a lot shorter then it needs to be giving the werewolf nothing but a free shot at ravaging your corpse halfway through it all Natural 20s are supposed to be special lucky in adventuring as you learned from Mistress so it is probably befitting the killing blow be something so rare The words randomly change color and you have to wait 1 more second for it the ability to take effect again otherwise the fight would be a lot shorter then it needs to be giving the werewolf nothing but a free shot at ravaging your corpse halfway through it all Stay low-go high -go low again? Interesting hip—hop tactics Why not use an explosive for a bit of variety? The red and purple coloring of the word explosion on the side of your screen takes your attention momentarily off the monster nearing the end of it's run Extend hands loosely extend hands firmly the guns shoots out one-by-two rght up the freeway of his monstrous wormlike bodies and into his maw of sharp teeththe engyns bounce of his cheeks and into to sky rendered ineffective Any second now the results will be made clear Extend hands loosely extend hands firmly the guns shoots out one-by-two rght up the freeway of his monstrous wormlike bodies and into his maw of sharp teeththe engyns bounce of his cheeks and into to sky rendered ineffective Push up quickly and wait for him to come back They said that this weapon had the ability to rip monsters like him apart with no issues, yet all it served to do was now give him a mouthful of ammunition Push up quickly and wait for him to come back With in a second select a spot on the neck to focus upon- go for the kill shot A few grunts and brief moments later the bullets were pulled from his mouth like someone was there to fish them out with a stick, of course this led to an opening soon enough you see his throat go vulnerable for a split second so you unleash a hail of bullets free style With in a second select a spot on the neck to focus upon- go for the kill shot Touch the big dot and hold and try to keep you figer on the dot as long as possible "Gggrrraaahhh ! A mouthful of hot lead and silver fillings reign down on his neck and body but the beast refuses to stayed backed down so lettle more than half of your bullets hit the intended spot With ehrmost a entire magasine amount of hot metal in his gullet the monster is set afire and went into frenzy mode ripping into the purple tentacled 2nd tier monster as they enter half szie range Imagine a straight line donw the alligators head and back and tail if possible You joke around with yourself, wasting bullets at the very end of magazine , no silver inside You search for somthing else to shoot at since you ran out of ammo- what luck there is another burning monster running full throttle this time towards your fleet of vehicles to your left You rush towards it and takes potshots as it charges angrily Get a running start down that line and keep low ready to turn around somersault when it's close enough range "Papapapa Papapap Para Para Parapara Para You begin as usual with what you consider the basics of being an agent of cal us, ing this target into submission , every thing you learn as a cal us agent you apply it against well target in rest like this one part tactics another part skill and then the amount of luck is just insane Get a running start down that line and keep low ready to turn around somersault when it's close enough range Leap forward with hands extended outward swaying body back and forth "Eish! " you yell out, your bullets running out but the creature approaching closer Your heart beats rapidly , to see if it works or not that's why you're here for- ultimate challenge of tests that weed out the weak from the professio nals of the organization "Come ere ya furry piece of shi Leap forward with hands extended outward swaying body back and forth The hands need to land on the alligator's neck it needs to be held on for 2 minute straight with no breaks Take a deep breath in, exhale your vision began to sway and your body grew heavy Something is off here even if this thing is killed the idea that someone is watching you from there, analyzing how you were going to deal with the situation flooded into your mind You just know there is something more than what you thought The hands need to land on the alligator's neck, Between the back of the jaws and the front two legs is were you need to be Only the best of the best make it through the tests laid out by the old"men in the tower" Rumors are they've lived longer than anyone, great wisdom and knowledge makes them superior t othe others but when it come s to the mouth no one can enter Wrong way! wrong way! The jaws grind loudly against you and lurchs forward with a speed you didn't think was possible for something of this size Between the back of the jaws and the front two legs is were you need to be When you land on the animal push down with all your might on the neck to force the head to the ground - think up and down not side to side The noise is enought to shatter your ear drums and the burning sensation sets in quickly, this thing doesn't want to play around anymore- you need to get off it fast or be chomped in half All the while being chewed on by a mouth that has 3 footlong razor sharp teeth moving rapidly up and backwords trying to cut through anything in it's we ay forward When you land on the animal push down with all your might on the neck to force the head to the ground- think up and down not side to side Force the head down by pinning the head to the ground the jaws cant open up completley giving the body a beaten look As the body weakens you pull down harder and muscle the neck with 3 appendages bulging your eyes open and feel the blood rush as your vision goes red Force the head down by pinning the head to the ground the jaws cant open up completley giving the body a beaten look Move to the shoulders of the beast and stay high up where the skin is thinnest and beat at a notch on top, once those rocky objects are in weay you'll grasp them to break the skin more and moving upwards towards a brain that is larger tan yours but remember the eyeless beast cant see you Move to the shoulders of the beast and stay high up where the skin is thinnest and beat at a notch on top, Knees should touch th ground whenever necessary and during the end phase of the battle use it as leverage so your body can stay high up during the stressful moments Feeling fatigued already mean you wont last another round like most of the others, so make every strike from 3 appendages count! Best of luck! Knees should touch th ground whenever necessary and during the end phase of the battle use it as leverage so your body can stay high up during the stressful moments Squeeze the alligator's flanks and you decide to go for the jaw on the left side as it seems to be closest to falling over Once you close in that's when you spot an opening below the lower jaw through which you can fit your appendage inside! This means business now, strike with a heavy handed swing and try to keep it straight so your fulcrum has something to push against designed for leverage The lower jaw crumbles almost immediately hence sending a 4 foot head flying onto its flank Squeeze the alligator's flanks and you decide to go for the jaw on the left side as it seems to be closest to falling over The lower part of your legs should be pinning the hind legs to keep the feet from touching the ground and your center of mass from escaping to the side That means you can take a few hits before needing to jump away or otherwise While these are incapacitated the front left and right legs need to be pinned down for a longer duration, without those binds the jaw will just keep moving One way or another the mouth will be still before you recharge for another stomp The lower part of your legs should be pinning the hind legs to keep the feet from touching the ground and your center of mass from escaping to the side If the rear legs touch the ground the gaot can go into a death roll get yourself out as quickly as you can Once you sting a jaw a couple of times the beast will start to shake it violently, keep on track and try not to be thrown off Stop touching the ground if possible since that also slows your recharge rate Most teeth fall out after cracking once but some will stay in the jaw, so give it one more strike to make sure all is broken beyond use Repeat this twice more to the rightside jaw since you are committed now If the rear legs touch the ground the gaot can go into a death roll, You have lost control when the animal does this Keep both hands firmly on the alligators neck pressing down with most your wieght this seems to give most control over the direction of movement and being able keep most appendages touch the ground while stopping any from moving under the animal itself It's a shiver Indonesias 3rd largest island, you have made a raft that seems to be sufficient to hold you as you aim towards the opposite shore The log attached to it might come in handy for something but you need to get your raft accross first! At least there are no dangerous sea creatures around Keep both hands firmly on the alligators neck pressing down with most your wieght, Their is a percentage chat -- click the down arrow to increase weight until it is a full one hundred percent It seems the bigger you get, the less you weigh and capable of doing so, balance this trade off by getting as large as you dare since that is what is keeping you afloat in the first place Stop watching your thumbs or you'll start to count them out loud! Dig your teeth into your arm? It seems that's all are still working at this moment It is a precentage of strength you want to use in each location Get as large as you dare since that is what allowed you get them without plummeting into the sea Looks like a two-staged Spinosaurus swooping down at you! Buckle up and rely on your raft to help stay afloat while maneuvering around this hungry hunter It seems like someone is trying to lead you into some kind of trap, take the offer or keep rafting off the coast of New Guinea Keeping the back legs up means you can occasionally see their belly, and maybe try a weak-jab The torwards Papua New Guina brings rough water A large wave from behind, you don't know what could be causing this Might have something to do and the storm coming in or perhaps the steep drop-off of the coast of Northern Australia causing large waves to push up clamp on your raft for dear life since if it pops you'll be swimming with dangerous stuff closing in! Keeping the back legs up means you can occasionally see their belly, Keeping the head down seems like the best choice since the sides are practically made of spikes Only by keeping the hands may you occasional catch a peek at their belly, and perhaps weak-jab there, use those opportunities when they arrive How great was Kyale's battle from atop his Mesopithecus against his approaching enemies Your fearless cries echo propaganda that need not to be repeated here Keeping the head down seems like the best choice since the sides are practically made of spikes Rotate you dominate hand forward while half-rotating the weaker hand remain at the base of your wrist With claws out for batting away any blows, ducked down below attacks, and strong footing while reaching forward to tear with tooth and nail Rotate you dominate hand forward while half-rotating the weaker hand remain at the base of your wrist Remain in contact with the gator whenever possible Try to stick to his belly as he occasionally exposed it while powering past you since that is substantially weaker than anywhere else Use your weight to stay down once he grab on since that will allow more sticking power Do not try to twist with the animal, but rather pull towards yourself in an attempt to stay intact Remain in contact with the gator whenever possible Keep your strength on his side of the raft so he can't easily capsize it With a herky-jerky motion you pry off any of the shingle rock edges causing a pain in the you know what for you and your opponent Once there is a large enough space to do so, slide your body out of the miniture cage formed by their little arms and then push yourself towards freedom You have managed to stay afloat! Keep your strength on his side of the raft so he can't easily capsize it Stay in contact with the gator Stay in contact with the gator whenever possible Contact is a percentage as well Slide you hand forward down the middle of the gators head Feels like sandpaper along your arm as you proceed to try to control his head You may be his size, but tough scales guard this creature You may deflect a few blows here and there, but tip the fight in your opponents favor by always keeping your balance Hard skinny legs helps you wrap around these flexible appendages, limiting the reach of your opponent is your best bet at survival Use your legs! Cover both eyes with your hand pressing against them while protected by sharp claws Try to push the animal away from you enough to gain some much needed distance It's not pretty but it'll do Up and at them ! Cover both eyes with your hand pressing against them while protected by sharp claws The alligator will retract there eyes into their skulls with increased contact with you, Up and at them! Think upon the pathways you take in your life so far What would your tribe think of this battle? What did they think of your convictions for battle in the first place? Who knows? Perhaps Kyale the Undefeated is with you watching from afar Shutting out everything but your enemy, the fight begins The alligator likes to take advantage of those who are smaller, sneakier, or otherwise at a disadvantage The alligator will retract there eyes into their skulls with increased contact with you, Blinding the animal temporary to give your self an advatnage Striking the soft belly of the beast using its own weight against itself Blind percent of the gator 's by grabbing a sneaky bite when you have the foot on your foe Stay clear of those huge jaws when they snap closed They often miss, but not by much Likewise, do not directly block its view when it does this in an effort to scare you into getting caught in the path of those vicious teeth Stepping on the back limbs of your foe, grabbing any exposed body part to bring him down Bringing your enemy close is key to victory Blind percent of the gator's by grabbing a sneaky bite when you have the foot on your foe Press down on the eyes with more strenght causing immense pain Using your opponents strengths against itself, sending it crashing to the ground half blind and more Grabbing any part of the mouth when those teeth are exposed using the pressure points in grabbing its jaws or pushing back its eager face with each chomp Its hard to think when adrenaline is rushing through you, but this creature moves fast and you can't forget that Press down on the eyes with more strenght causing immense pain Pin the head to the ground to prevent the jaws from opening at the most crucial movement Try to get the jaw on the ground so that it can't bite you as easily Sometimes using your adversaries own weight against themselves is enough It works well enough to topple even the largest of foes How about turning this methods against others? Ring the neck of the beast once caught inside of those jaws Pin the head to the ground to prevent the jaws from opening at the most crucial movement Slide your other hand forward and run it along the bottom jaw line Sends massive pain signals once that ripple throughout the muscle along the jaw bone judging by how the creature screams out Put all your weight behind the horn stabbing it into the softest part of its head Tail is used mainly for fighting, but this creature can't use it to it's maximum effectiveness anymore now that you have caught hold of it It has two main purposes as far as you are concerned though, ramming and whipping Look for soft skin around bone since things tend to be much softer there Hooves are extremely fragile too, keep that in mind as you fight off this pesky creature Smash your foot into the top of the alligator's leg, feeling it break and cave inward This beast relies on its size and push through abilities to win fights, what happens when those abilities arnt there though? Those large sharp teeth can do some serious damage with just a single bite, defending against such a beast is key to victory! Look for soft skin around bone since things tend to be much softer there Place fingers under the jaw and using the grip to control the head before it can bite down Heavily rely on defense as your opponent has a clear advantage in speed and strength in its attempt to ram into you with that hard skull of his own Big things often topple over easy given the right push, lean back and gain a bit more space then rush forward to topple this overgrown lizard! Place fingers under the jaw and using the grip to control the head before it can bite down Move palm and thumb to the top of his nose then push upwards using the leverage to flip the head back and stretching that snout in an odd angle Given the proper amount of force, you can actually tear the snout right off the alligator Unlike human skin though, alligator hides are very thick and take quite a beating before showing any signs of injury Move palm and thumb to the top of his nose then push upwards using the leverage to flip the head back and stretching that snout in an odd angle Grip firmly on the front foot, then pull back with all your might making sure to keep a controlled motion so as not to hurt yourself as well Once pulled back, do it again and again Soon, the bone should snap breaking through the skin and coming out the other side of the leg While painful and horribly broken, it should still function with a limp Without its sprinterdash; gaiturdash; the lizard won't be able drag you anywhere anymore no matter how stubborn it is Grip firmly on the front foot, Allright he is moving in for the kill, gotta try something different or this beast is going to make mincemeat out of your feet Some creatures in the swamps are bigger than others, and with size comes proportionate weight when thousands of pounds are heading your way it is best to get the hell out of the way Give yourself some distance from his charge, then give a tremendous leap to avoid his beating Allright he is moving in for the kill, The slipperyniss of the mud around you can impact the success of your catch The more it slips around, the easier you can lose your footing while jumping in another If this thing weighs what you think it does, you are going to need every bit of help you can get to stay balanced All of an alligators jaw power is on the down stroke of their ambush, so if you just get out of the way at least you have a chance to live, you do not want any part of him taking a chomp on you Get away as fast as you can while he is biting at nothing, and hope that you can keep yourself up right while your hands are covered in mud All of an alligators jaw power is on the down stroke of their ambush, The have almost no muscle power when it comes to opening the jaws The only worry is getting in his way while he rushes forward, and before you know it he will try to take a generous mouthful of your leg with him so that wide open mouth of his is useless against you as a weapon A belt on the inside of his mouth can do some serious damage if gripped in their teeth so be sure to keep your distance Trolls and ogres are tall creatures, making the vertical style of combat rather in their favor The have almost no muscle power when it comes to opening the jaws, You could hold it shut with one hand- that doesnt mean you should hold it shut with one hand A good troll can break your grip and that would be the end of you Keep it shoved tight with your foot while you tie it off tight with your sash Lacking thumbs and a rigid nails, a troll cannot open his mouth under normal circumstances This does not mean you should trust him one bit, as he will already be trying to rip off your foot inorder to breakfast on your tendons! The one hand covering the eyes can move down until it hooks down on the lower jaw Lift the alligators head off the ground and toward your chest for a moment, by his nose This will be plenty of time to latch your wrists together behind his head Now for the arm over the mouth With it being on top of the snout and your body weight holding it down after having lifted the gator overhead, his attempts at biting you will be futile Lift the alligators head off the ground and toward your chest, Once the head is at a ninety degree angle the gator can no longer fight back Now you have wrestled this alligator into submission, you can think on how to finish him off Most folks will be wanting to finish the beast in some sort of visceral way, either cutting his head from his body with an axe, or burning the heart right out of his chest With his mouth taped shut now you can however do something less labor intensive and a more suitable kill if you just want him dead quick Congratualtions you have wrestled the alligator into submission Getting off the gator Now that his mouth is taped up, he cannot attack you with it Also his mouth is full with sash, as such he also cann ot try biting you at all You may be thinking you can just kick your legs and force your way up over his back, however, that won't work either as your lower body is still underwater with only your legs outside of it Getting off the gator Now that his mouth is taped up, Push the gators head back to the ground and wrap one of your legs around the base of his tail Slide the leg out you had hold of the nose with up such that the knee is at the base of the top jaw Pull that same side arm through and slide it under the jaw from the opposite side Now reach over with the leg you used to hold the jaw shut knee first and push down on the top of it, thus lifting the lower jaw toward that side while you pull your other arm back through Push the gators head back to the ground and wrap one of your legs around the base of his tail Give your arm a solid yank backwards and your other hand should pop right out Slide the dominant hand back into a position to cover the eyes and pull the same side leg out and through such that the foot is right by the shoulder joint Give it another yank to get it all the way free of the gator's mouth as he snaps down in futility at where you just were Now with both hands free, remove the tape from his mouth completely and pat him gently on the head for good measure Slide the dominant hand back into a position to cover the eyes and pull the same side leg out and through such that the foot is right by the shoulder joint Pushing down with the domainate hand slide your other hand back along the jaw until it is pressing against the neck while you also lean back Pressing your legs against the side of the gator Halfway lift yourself, and twist using your braced leg and hooked arm such that the alligator is twisted over top of you Now shift everything close to the side and slide the arm that was next to the neck out from under Pushing down with the domainate hand slide your other hand back along the jaw until it is pressing against the neck while you also lean back Now that he has no leverage at all, kick your legs together to slide off the gator's muscular back Slide your dominat=jnt hand back from the eyes to the neck With other hand grab just under the front of the lower jaw and yank sharply backward This is just like from numerous TV shows and movies you've seen, people every times they catch a big ol' alligator You should be in the same position you where in when you started to battle this beast You are squatting on the gators back with the dominant hand reaching down to his right mouth hinge and your other hand grabbing under the bottom jaw Now all you have to do is pull straight back and push the jaw up with every once of strength you have Now because you are not trying to reach around his mouth but rather just from one side, you will end up resting part of your arm on his snout You are squatting on the gators back, Keep legs tight against the body and twist, that should be enough to get you up and over the gator and onto his other side Predictably the alligator struggles mightily against your very simple plan You are able to pull the mouth open a few inches but it is clearly too narrow and air is getting by your grip Let go and try this again Same thing again, you've put your gloves into his mouth ar far as you can Keep legs tight against the body and twist, Much more difficult for the alligator to bite you when you are on its back then when you are on its side You can reach the mouth on either side and it is narrower so you should be able push it open a little more Reach into the mouth and try to grab the sides, doesnt matter which ones as long as there is one on each That means one of your arms should reach clear to the back You pull at it with everything you have and still only manage to open it half way before your grip slips and he snaps it cruelly back shut When the animal struggles push it down again and repeat the process This ends up working but it take a long time When the back of its mouth is gaping wide you push your other arm in under it and cover your forearm with your hand, such that now both of your elbows are embedded in his mouth Make sure your arm is pushed down as you slowly pull it backward Even though the gator has no leverage to snap forward now it still fights against you When the animal struggles push it down again and repeat the process Dont let the animal stuggle free until you have completely pulled your arm out of the body AND got a good hold on the back of its mouth and your other hand is on the lower jaw closing it Doing so is probably one of the hardest things you have ever tried in your entire life! Something you were completely unaware of until right now, but this struggle has really taken it out of you, mentally more than physically Dont let the animal stuggle free until you have completely pulled your arm out of the body AND got a good hold on the back of its mouth and your other hand is on the lower jaw closing it Grip around the neck Depending on the size of the gator you may not be able to throw it very far If it actually comes off the ground it's somewhere between 3 and 5 feet perhaps Not very far Its clearly too large, even for such an idea and you going to have to resort to your backup plan, slitting it's throat and letting it bleed out Thats ok though, those are still very dangerous and you might get hurt, they aren't impossible Thats ok though, Six inches may be all you need to throw it forward far enough for it to be out of danger You place your feet firmly about 12 inches apart and squat down very low Wrap both hands around the gator's snout and position them about 6 inches apart Very important that the two grip locations are different widths, this is because the alligator CANNOT turn its head side to side when your hands are not dual flush against each other Six inches may be all you need to throw it forward far enough for it to be out of danger This puts it off balance and give you more time to escape the inevitable snap back Get both hands firmly around the snout, thumbs pointing towards it's mouth Thumbs ALWAYS up They are the weakest digits and it will allow the gator to slip it much easier This puts it off balance and give you more time to escape the inevitable snap back Jump back as far as you can and pull forward with all of your might, sliding the gator out and on the ground You jump back as far as the close surroundings allow and give it all you've got, bringing the gator to a narrow escape as it slides out a few inches The struggle is great and even though you maintain your grip upon the snout the thrashing and pulling nearly pulls your arms out of their sockets as you try to maintain control of its snapping head Jump back as far as you can and pull forward with all of your might, And keep moving backward And eventually you find some distance to let go and maintain a safe distance as the alligator thrashes about In your rush it unfortunately is caught under a fallen branch as its body contorts upon itself and you get the passable idea that perhaps you could make a club out to finish the job Its unfortunate that the only sturdy looking piece of wood is still in reach of it, but this is the only way you can think of to finish it off for good right now The gator will likely turn open its mout at you snarl or hiss issuing a challenge, but if you just decline to respond and concentrate your efforts at the back of its skull with your newfound bat you might be able to knock it out for good Going in for the kill The alligator snaps at everything simply because its nervous and predetory instinct is taking over It doesnt want to be captured and feels the need to get away, the most basic of animalistic instincts But this split second snap you see an opening The gator will likely turn open its mout at you snarl or hiss, Let it snap Just not at YOU I've seen it many times before and it's trained but has no real way of differentiating between friend or foe when its in this sort of a state You hit the back of its skull and when it snaps to the right, you go to the left and land blow after blow All of them go straight to the back of the skull leaving deep dents in the bone as all your might goes behind each swing Let it snap Keep your eyes on it and slowly back away even more when you think you've done enough This predator has been scared into submission and the animal inside isn't about to let it regain its sense any time soon The alligator quite simply was overwhelmed starting with seeing your large shape covered by the cloak and angled standing before it, then feeling the scratchy fibers of the material against its hide and finally the firm grip holding it tight when all other-like preditors simply brush it off or instantly overcome it's prey Keep your eyes on it and slowly back away even more when you think you've done enough If the gator chases you run away directly from it in a straight line until you reach somewhere it can't, then continue on your journey Your scent isn't going to be on it now and unless its head somehow hits 180 degrees it wont be able to see you in such darkness You pick up the rocks one by one you've dropped and put them back in your bag, pull out the lamp and pat yourself on the back for surviving that encounter If the gator chases you run away directly from it in a straight line until you reach somewhere it can't, It will grow tired quickly and find water to return too your attack probably saved its life and it will just resort back to following the river once again You ready yourself for the continued journey and turn out the lamp one more time, continuing on in the earthy brown tunnel which is steadily becoming wider as you travel You haven't eaten anything yet today but the grueling effort it took to bash that gator's skull in has given your appetite a checkmate It will grow tired quickly and find water to return too, Thats how you wrestle an alligator you bash its head in with a rock Thats how you wrestle an alligator, I see a shillotte image of a man wrestling a gator soon to come as I accidentally step on a dry twigging snapping it in two The crack is ear piercing and I am startled by a loud hiss directly behind me I turn around yet see nothing but hear another hiss coming from the right, then one more from the left I see a shillotte image of a man wrestling a gator soon to come as I accidentally step on a dry twigging snapping it in two All the percentage sliders need to be change th— I see three slithering shapes in the dirt illuminated by a sliver of moonlight shining down from the cracks above They're following the exact same rule I've seen all the others follow, always take the shortest route to your objective Although I doubt snakes are capable of extending their bone knives they've managed to cut themselves multiple times on the sharp edges of rocks strewn about on the ground All the percentage sliders need to be change, Take a litte bit from all when slid in' from shadow to shadow They have also taken to hissing when they've sensed my presence and have slowly been chasing me ever since Two identical ones have appeared right in front of me causing me to leap backwards and straight into the other one that was sneaking up on my left side Fortunately I keep my cool and fling myself the other way right before all three lunge at my legs Take a litte bit from all when slidin' from shadow to shadow The screen looks like the following although it is flipped on its side It wasn't long after you saw those other symbols that it began to get dark and now that you are lost in the cave system you had hoped would lead you out of this forsaken swamp it has become exceptionally dark, like the dusk of the dead of night kind of dark The screen looks like the following, [move to your left ][jump][ move to your right ] A big decision rests upon your shoulders once again You can try to follow the lights that you caught a glimpse of or try to intelligently backtrack your path Step two: Thinking about it, you remember that the lights seemed ot be coming from the right and after slamming sores on your shins a couple of times while backtrackingYou decide to head towards the lights This might seem like a rash decision to some but given that the sun hasn't risen yet and there are no birds or other daytime animals out and about, wherever these lights are coming from has to be better than out here Get control of the mouth the lights can be misleading Don't go into HIDDEN ENCOUNTERS until ready You need to be careful Don't become a victim TURN BACK, GO BACK from where you came from Step three: You begin seeing more and more lights as you cautiously trek through the undergrowth and before too long you notice something up ahead Get control of the mouth; Once on the gator you must get control of the mouth The lights can be misleading You should turn around and go back the way you came as this is almost certainly a trap! or You should continue onward and investigate the situation for yourself, it could have something to eat Picking up the pace, you begin to hear familiar sounds; cracking, crunching and hissing ahead of you Now that you have confirmation of food you quicken your pace but stay on high alert Silence is key! submission Once you see rows and rows of cages your pace slows and you begin looking around Something about this doesn't seem right Once again you've walked right into a trap! There are three possiblilities here You have two new buttons to push; TRAP and RUN TRAP takes you straight into another choose your own path book, this one was made for teens so the options are limited, if you're good at following directions then you'll probably enjoy this one Step four: get away safely or get trapped forever? Once you're inside the room your attention is drawn to a brightly painted arrow on the floor Walking over to it, you stare down at it in puzzlement when a door concealing an armory opens up next to you Step Thirteen: Another test! A choice has been placed upon you that cannot be negotiated or debated upon These librarians are wily indeed get away safely or get trapped forever? Once outside the room with the ticking timer you suck in a huge lungful of air and then exhale slowly, that was close You could have easily just ran straight past it and even then it wouldn't have chased you for very long but now that you've chosen to go inside it a number of things change 1) the portal back to your camp is gone Nitzi can still take you where you need to go as soon as you get her untangled but if you leave her here she ; (and her bad attitude) will be gone for good Takes a while to get new support troops and even longer to build up friendships with them so it would be a real shame to lose such a vital team member in this way 2) The timer on the inside has stopped, as soon as you walk back out that door the 60 seconds will begin again Well that sucks Hopefully the hobs will find you before the 60 minutes are up otherwise you'll have some serious decisions to make! Remember friendships are temporary in the world of politics kid Nitzi seems to be gone but the quest must go on! Who's gonna play the next song? First decision: should you run back to the camp and try to get everyone off the plateau before the clock expires or push onward towards the castle? This decision needs to be made quickly! Time to decide whether you stay or go This was a real predicament that many Hobgoblins found themselves in just two months before After constant raids upon several of the King in Red's newly built outposts and villages, as well as an attempt to assassinate him which failed, the sovereign was ready to declare open war against the Confederacy of the Free City States At first the Council of House and Senate dismissed any potential threat but, after several missives arrived from the King in Red demanding answers for these crimes against him as well as payment for damages, it was decided that there should be boots on the ground within Redheld territory and a full investigation Several sword companies were hired but the one that was picked to lead this mission, The Excursionists, were prominent members of the Confederacy and friends with many in the council so they got the job They found various pieces of proof that the Redcourt Mercenaries had been ordered to commit the attacks by the King in Red in exchange for payment Enough evidence was found to incriminate them along with letters from their exiled leader Argyle which proved enough to convince most of the doubters on the council as well The three detachments arrived at the City of Red just in time for the Grand Alliance's assault upon it, each nabbing their respective feudal lords and holding them ransom As the city state falls to the Grand Alliance and all seem lost, you notice the three detachments leaving You are unsure whether or not to follow them but decide it is best to leave with them, as any of the victorious soldiers may recognize you and want to ask questions Though your actions here have saved many lives and stopped the annihilation of svelk lives, you cannot help but feel like there is more to be done There is Year 45 "Damned hobs get off my lands! " You hear a man in a farmhouse yell before firing a musket This displays the general attitude of the Redpromers towards you, an outsider Which suits you just fine since it gives you an excuse to kill them Or rather it would if you didn't still have other matters to attend to that came first Like convincing the others that will one day be the rulers of this place that hobs can be dealt with permanently, something your dark elven side knows all too well Though your duties to the Confederacy are supposed to come first You've been increasingly putting off votes and meetings to go on missions for the past few years ; (something everyone has noticed) It's just one of the things you wonder about when you're in the middle of fighting off an invasion, should you really be sticking your neck out and going against orders? Of course whenever you're stuck in one of these debates with yourself your mind is always brought back to the question that it always revolved around "Why are you even debating this Merk, YOU'LL always do what's right! " Says the voice in your head This is why You're brought out of your thoughts by the musketeer dying and three large hobs approaching, seeing as all his friends have already been killed he runs into his farmhouse and slams the door This leaves you in a dilemma, the hobs are likely to just mob into the house and kill everyone inside, which would defeat the objective of thinning out their ranks but you could try to get to him first and take him out, protecting the family he leaves behind Another option is what you're already doing, just tackling the hobs before they reach the house And of course there's always the option to just leave and not get involved Every option brings its own set of advantages and disadvantages but then that's sort of always been your life rabbits lay down for phoofls Cursing softly under your breath you run towards the hobs, as you get closer one lets out a high pitched yell to alert the others Pulling the dagger out of the throat of hob you were stabbing you ready yourself to run at the next You burst in through the door only to find a terrified civilian and dying soldier You're sort of confused for a moment since it looks like you're in a barracks rather than a house, till you remember this is a farmhouse that doubles as a military outpost Feeling confused, confused and curious at what you'll find you almost don't notice the hob thrashing at the end of the bed