Didn't know how to spend my evening so watched two episodes of Doctor Who
"Blink" - A classic of modern scifi, that left such an impact, my entire generation is at least sort of familiar with the plot even if its the only thing they know about dr. who
"Kerblam" - A needlessly convoluted mess of a thinly veiled metaphor which ends with the doctor going on a 5 minute rant about how amazon are actually the good guys, and its teeny boppers wanting to blow up amazon warehouses we should be looking out for.
So basically i got the two extremes of the Who spectrum, without encountering neither Cybermen, Daleks, or the Master
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Chapter 1
POV: mirage
The idea of everyone on the dropship staring at me makes me sick to my stomach. The desire to approach me is mixed with the want to maintain a safe distance. How awful is it, really? Maybe I'm just overthinking things, or maybe they can see right through my charade.
You can hear the announcer say “ here is your squad.” Before my mind could go into overdrive.
When I look up, my team—Vantage, Wraith, and I—pops up on the loading screen. Wow, I guess I get to witness the new rookie out there. I wonder why she is so young; after all, 18 isn't exactly the ideal age to participate in a blood sport, but everyone has their reasons.
announcer: This is your champion
Out of nowhere, Wattson, Pathfinder, and Crypto emerge on the screen. My stomach still feels knotted up when I think about my last argument with him; the discomfort extends all the way to the tips of my fingers.
Some of it is anger, the rest is guilt. Before I could do anything, I realized we were in the air on our way to the labs. As the squad arrives at their destination, the sky is painted in an array of hues.
I see a wingman with sniper ammo as soon as we land, what happened? What else has she done? This has rampart written all over it. I hear wraith yell in her comms just as I'm about to pick it up.
Quickly saying, "There's a hostel here," she runs behind the closest loot container, just avoiding what appear to be valks gunshots.
“I need help,”
“understood”... “got it.”
Unaware of what is waiting for me on the other side, I rush in. I remained concealed and kept striking bloodhound until they were overcome.
”I yell, "Enemy down. Same here," wraith replies, but before I know it, both Wraith and I are knocked out. Bang, Fuse, and Maggie can all be seen approaching with their rifles ready just over the horizon. In the brief pause before I pass out, I am aware that there is still someone living. soon I can hear the words.
There is a new kill leader after the squad was eliminated.
“I'm the new kill leader, cool," vantage exclaims with joy. I gaze up at her as I'm being lifted.
”I’ve never seen such a great marksman”
“ Thanks Witt, I wanted to tell you your party was quite sparse, if I do say so myself, so next time you have one, I'll bring some more guests.”
“I respond, "It- it wasn't that empty there's never an empty party when I host one," feeling blood rush to my brain in a panic.
"Are you sure, Witt? That party seemed quite sparse to me, though I suppose it was only my first,"
before she continues We hear the phrase
"Two squads remaining" reverberating across the arena.
Fortunately, the topic was shifted as we rounded the bend and came across the final team in the bunker.
When you look closely, you can see a cryptos drone propped up over the door waiting for its next victim among the death boxes and fences that surround the entire area.
"The enemy is here."
The advantage mirage’s team had disappeared. The imminent round four ring approached. From high ground, they were only just able to get by the intensely hot ring and its heat emanating on the back of them.
Before they could gather their breath, an Emp blasts through the air and makes a powerful impact. breaking their defenses, leaving them with ringing ears.
taken by surprise Pathfinder quickly eliminates vantage; shortly after, Wattson knocks out the wraith. All the odds were against him with both of his colleagues down and the last circle approaching.
A Kraper bullet pierces Mirage's head, giving him a shock sensation as he turns. Crypto rushes for the kill, mocking Mirage as he punches him in the face.
everything begins to go dark.
Announcer: “we have your champion”
*
After a while.
I soon awaken. As I look about and am blinded by bright white lights, my blood chills and I can still feel the kraper shot in my body. As I breathe, the room's extreme temperature makes me shiver. Each cloud that floats in the air and leaves my mouth may be seen vanishing.
If this wasn't referred to as the healing station, you could assume it was a posh mortuary. This room conveys a lot with its uniformed design, stark white color scheme, and overwhelming emptiness.
You would think that after playing so many games, I would eventually become accustomed to seeing this room. I sometimes forget physically, it might become better, but mentally, the body never forgets.
In a white coat, Ajay is penning what I take to be crucial notes when I turn around and see her.
“Elliott, I saw it took ya a little longer to get up than normal. Ajay explained to him why her loud Jamaican accent was echoing off the walls. “
“Well, knowing that I'm in good care was comforting. Yeah, you're in the best hands of all of Solace, damnit.”
“How are you doing, Eli?” Inquiring, Ajay.
"I feel fine... body aches, but other than that- Eli, how are you handling things?” Her aggressive delivery becomes less obnoxious when you hear the honesty In her voice.
I've noticed how you two interact with one another, so that's why I'm asking. "The other well wants nothing to do with you. You only want a little closure."
”Hold on, Renèe and I. No, we're not—you know about whom I'm talking, Wit! "Ya and Kim, what's happening?"
”Nothing!” Nothing, or at least that's how it feels. Around them, there is a growing sense of regret and remorse.
“Ummm… Eli, just know you have people to talk to. I'll give you some space, though.
Ajay immediately exits the room to attend to a different patient.
That emptiness returns before I have a chance to react.
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Okay I had a thought, and now I can't get it out of my head: Whyy do you think ABO specificially has become such a prevalent kink, even in (f/f) fandoms that are otherwise very "resistant" to sexual content.
Like I can throw a rock into a crowd of Clexa fics and odds are I'll hit a 200k word dubcon daddy kink ABO fic; but if I want spanking I'll find maybe 2 examples, each of which is 3.2k words of which 2.9k is Lexa going "are you sure you're okay with being spanked?".
Working theory: it's a combination of it's origin in fandom resulting in it being seen as a trope instead of (rather than as well as) a kink; and a countercultural push against the lack of kink in fandom. I.e. you get to write something relatively kinky (breeding, marking, dubcon, D/S, intoxication, animalistic behavior etc.), but can avoid the callouts by saying its part of the AU.
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