Number Tournament: PI vs FORTY-TWO
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pi
seed: 19 (30 nominations)
previous opponent: the fine-structure constant
class: irrational number
definition: despite claims people often make about it, not known to be "normal" (that is, containing every possible sequence of digits). as far as we know, it could run out of fives at some point.
42 (forty-two)
seed: 14 (38 nominations)
previous opponent: googolplex
class: cultural
definition: is the story about "the point" of it as The Answer being that it's the ASCII codepoint for an asterisk actually true. like yeah codepoint (decimal) 42 in ASCII is an asterisk, but is that intentional or is that just a popular fan theory that people keep repeating as fact. I was under the impression that it was just a funny sounding number
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The most popular batman x reader fic on ao3, which was abandoned for several months finally gets an update, the notes read
Hey guys Sorry it took me so long to update I was in the mental hospital for murdering some corrupt politicians and flooding Gotham, I got to actually meet batman but he did not like me so here’s a hurt/comfort with angst
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SHADOW BENDING
Okay so I know I have requests I need to fulfill but finals are a bitch and inspiration randomly struck for a new au idea so HERE WE GO
Shadow bending is a way to utilize the bond between demons and humans for the benefit of both parties.
Shadow bending gets its name from the black mist that can swarm around the human. It can look a lot like if someone were waterbending the black essence that surrounded Sebastian in his demon form. This is for the most part something that appears when shadowbending is used for show, which was the original intent of the process. Other times, if they want to be discreet, it could look like a human somehow doing things only a demon could do.
Shadow bending can be used in anything from combat to traditional dance. Both the demon and human give full control to one another. The demon gains the feeling of stability it never could have gotten alone and can tap into the human soul and the human gains access to that demon's power. If used correctly a duo in this state could do extreme damage.
Demons are mostly energetic creatures, in their purest states these things are balls of energy that just exist at certain frequencies. This allows them to do things like possess humans or flicker lights or fuck with the radio or what have you. This gives them the potential to be extremely malleable if they allow it.
The human will be in a trance like state and the demon will possess the human while giving the human partial control over the body and mind. They have to be in total agreement about their actions, making shadowbending one of the most difficult things to pull off.
The important thing is that neither side can try to take advantage of or fully control the other. If one side does try to overpower the other then more than likely the human will die or the demon will merge into the human soul creating a horror beyond our comprehension that exists in a perpetual state of limbo.
If shadowbending is pulled off successfully, meaning both parties are able to exit the state unharmed, they will feel a connection like they never had before. Having been able to feel each other's minds they'll be able to feel more empathy towards one another which can be a particular boon to any human dealing with a demon.
Most "shadowbending" is a cheap ploy offered up by demons to fuck with humans or to take their bodies. Actual shadowbending is done by masters of their crafts interacting with older demons that know of the benefits and find fucking with humans boring because of how much they've done it. It's planned out in advance and usually has a very clear goal in mind that benefits both parties.
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Steph's new roommate's little brother was absolutely a meta.
The two of them weren't really trying particularly hard to hide it, but they weren't mentioning it either, so Steph just... followed their lead. Especially because Jazz, while a little neurotic, was a pretty good roommate and new some truly innovative things to make in the microwave with whatever was in their dorm fridge.
But anyway, back to the meta thing. Steph could totally back it up.
Jazz was from the Midwest somewhere, one of the "I" states. (Indiana? Illinois? Iowa? Steph could never keep them straight.) From the way Jazz talked about her parents and the things she said to Danny, Steph could tell that the Fentons still lived there and Danny with them. Yet at least four nights out of seven, without fail, Steph would come home from a long night studying or vigilante-ing to find Danny in their dorm room, usually passed out on the futon. As though Gotham wasn't halfway across the country from Indiana or Illinois or Iowa.
"Our parents are pretty loud," Jazz explained with a quiet grimace, the first time it happened. "Like 'keep you awake at all hours of the night' loud. I told Danny he could sleep here when he needs to, is that okay? Tucker's parents are great, but they'll kick him out eventually."
"As a sleep-deprived college kid, I wholeheartedly support sleeping wherever you can get it," Steph whispered back. "As long as he doesn't eat my half of the food, I'm not gonna tattle to the RA."
"Thank you thank you thank you!" Jazz squealed, flapping her hands. Steph darted a glance at the teenager passed out on their futon, but he didn't even twitch. "Oh, don't worry, you have to be loud enough to wake the dead to get Danny up," Jazz said with a smirk.
"Alright. Makes things easier, I suppose," Steph said with a shrug, moving to sling her backpack onto her bunk. "He gonna be here in the morning?"
Jazz narrowed her eyes as though Elder Sister Glare could penetrate dreams. Hell, maybe it could. "He'll be at school before you wake up, if he knows what's good for him."
School. Which should be halfway across the country. Sure. Well, Steph could recognize a topic that Simply Wasn't Spoken About and unlike the rest of the Bats, she actually respected her roommate's personal privacy. "Cool."
So. Definitely a meta. Teleportation, maybe? Or superspeed or flying, she supposed. Whatever it was, the kid was clearly only using it to get a good night's rest in a safe space, so it wasn't really Steph's business.
At least neither of them had noticed she was a vigilante. It was an impressive secret to keep in such close quarters, if Steph did say so herself.
~*~
Jazz had clocked that Stephanie was Spoiler in a week and a half. And it only took her that long because she was distracted by orientation. The girl wasn't exactly subtle. Especially not with her injuries. Jazz had three years of experience watching someone come home injured and try to hide it, and while she was better than Danny, it still wasn't good enough.
Still, Steph wasn't making a big deal of Danny portalling into their dorm half of every week. And, like she had with Danny, Jazz wanted Steph to trust her enough to tell her herself.
And if this meant that Jazz spent a good portion of her first semester figuring out the rest of the Bats' identities based on Steph's friends and acquaintances, well. That was between her and Steph's scary-but-sweet girlfriend who read her like a book as soon as their eyes met.
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special operatives
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[ID: Digital Art in color of Trigun Maximum, characters included are Wolfwood, Elendira, and Legato in a casual meeting situation. The piece consists of orangey yellow lighting and purple shadows. Wolfwood sits on the left side, facing Elendira who’s on the right. He’s seated on a plain wooden chair with one knee up and he’s holding the strap to his Punisher in his left hand while his right sits against his thigh, He has an irritated expression as he speaks to Elendira. Elendira is sitting in a fancier seat, her right arm rests against Wolfwood’s propped up knee, her left hand holds her suitcase. She’s sitting cross legged with an amused expression. Legato can be seen in the back at the center of the image in his mobile body case, one of his eyes shown to be glaring at Wolfwood. End ID]
[ID: Sketch, uncolored comic. Elendira says to Wolfwood, “I’m not telling you to dedicate yourself to him, but just accept the situation at hand. We could get along better if we were on the same page.” Wolfwood responds, “Don’t peg me me for an optimist. I’m not dumb. But, I’m also not going to just live in resignation. Plus, I don’t have any interest in getting along with ya.” Elendira coos, “Aw, you sure? I have a wonderful shoulder to cry on when the weak people you’re trying to protect eventually dies in the coming months. Though, I guess it’s fine. Someone like you might just die before then anyway...” She snickers in her hand while Wolfwood is speechless and just glares. Legato is faintly drawn in the back, glaring at Wolfwood, muttering “worthless” repetitively. End ID]
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