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ganondoodle · 9 months

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i talked about why i find the argument people love to use as an excuse as to why shiekah tech is all gone in totk that "they destroyed it bc they were afraid of it" dumb before many times so i wont go over my past points in detail again

- i was just reminded of that and thought of new points to rant about going from that, no evil intentions in mind just when sth is mentioned again after some time i think about it again and can come up with more stuff-

(past points being- how?? shiekah tech seemed pretty indestructable, especialyl the big structures; it seemed like it was a literal holy thing for alot of people in the game; that it would be pretty damn stupid to spend so much energy and probably endanger people to dismanlte it since that time and energy would be better used rebuilding important infrastrucutre instead; if it stopped working why wouldnt you just kinda .. leave it there; why in hells name would you get rid of the shrine of life .. and i guess monk miz kyoshia with it???; shouldnt they be MORE afraid of sonau tech then??)

new thoughts

wouldnt it be logical to research and develope shiekah tech MORE so you can make sure it cant get corrupted again, like a security measure idk anti virus if you will lol

on the specific idea of zelda using it ... shouldnt she be the BEST person to use it bc she could, if it somehow got corrupted again, cleanse it/instantly deactivate it more easily than anyone else??

on the point of people not beign afraid of sonau tech ... that is still like the biggest problem for me with that argument bc .. i get beign afraid of shiekah stuff going haywire again, but then if suddendly alien tech from a literally fully unknown group of people started to appear out of nowhere at the sAME TIME AS MALICE COMES BACK BUT WORSE in the form of miasma shoudlnt that ring your alarm bells and make you flee for your life?? i wouldnt trust that shit after knowing what happened to the tech that we DID know shit about

i know theres like researchers for it but also they really all meddle and play with it immediately like its for them just as much a toy as it is for us the players (also a point that made me feel weird about it ngl), they build businesses around it, made minigames out of it with civilians, use it for transportation with no thought or concern about it, its really weird when this is supposedly takign palce after BOTW where FAMOUSLY ancient barely reasaearched tech got corrupted by evil goo and nearly destroyed the entire land of hyrule (man are they LUCKY gan suddendly has zero interest in ANY tech)

(and i know theres the possibilty that sonau tech is somehow not able to be corrupted but it just seems so dumb anyway bc the people cant KNOW that for sure right of the bat??? and it DOES get possessed with the broken construct too, like .. wouldnt the possibility alone .. esepcialyl with waht had happened in botw make you NOT want to use that alien tech like a toy?? especially with WORSE malice being around suddendly too?? that just smells like a recipy for disaster)

(... man totk realyl is just botw but worse ... the more i think about it the more it feels like that)

#ganondoodles talks #zelda #totk #ganondoodles rants #shiekah tech BUT MORE ANCIENT AND COOLER #ancient gone people BUT COOLER AND MORE ANCIENT #malice BUT COOLER AND MORE DANGEROUS #the champions BUT COOLER AND MORE MAGICAL MCGUFFINY #zelda rescue BUT WORSE BC SHES A FARMABLE GLORIFIED STONE PEDESTAL NOW #shrines again BUT SONAU THIS TIME WEE #tragic loss of family and friends but of COOLER FAMILY AND FRIENDS #zelda character dev- .. oh wait nvm that got undone entirely #.. also how zelda gets the role of the stone pedestal while rauru gets the role of keeping gan in check #talk about downgrade

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holdbeast · 5 months

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Damn, why is all the good HSR lore locked behind NPC conversations? Was I really supposed to grill a random shopkeeper in Exalting Sanctum to figure out that the Luofu’s role in the Xianzhou Alliance is basically to be the Trailblazer ship?

Apparently yes!!

Luofu’s bringing in immigrants from other Xianzhou ships (not the least being Baiheng, Yingxing, Fu Xuan, and Sushang). They’re welcoming outworlders. They help planets that were afflicted by abominations get back on their feet. They’ve got trade and cultural exchange.

So that’s why pushing them into an alliance with the Astral Express makes sense. They’re probably the only ship in the fleet that would have welcomes the Astral Express in the first place, and no, that’s not because of Dan Heng.

It also explains a lot about why Jing Yuan decided to become the General. He really is living his dream of travelling the stars and seeing new places - just, with more stress and responsibility than a Galaxy Ranger would have.

#Dammit HSR #Jing Yuan #Honkai Star Rail #HSR #don’t even get me started on how Xuling is a creepy deserted automated ship #WAS NO ONE GOING TO MENTION THAT #Actually they all sound pretty interesting except the Yuque #Tech bro ship can stay where it is #Fu Xuan already rescued herself

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523rdrebel · 10 months

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Chapter 1 -

Masterlist

Summary: AU/Canon Divergent - Set after the rescue of Crosshair, Omega, and Tech from the clutches of Dr. Hemlock. The Batch settles down on Pabu and are, for the moment, able to hide from the Empire. Crosshair, with much grumbling, is convinced to see one of the local doctors to monitor his recovery. Unfortunately for Crosshair, Dr. Isabella Ramót is a ray of sunshine and a breath of fresh air - and totally capable of handling his harsh, rough demeanor.

Rating: T, SFW

Crosshair had scowled and huffed but his brothers had insisted that he allow the local medic to take a look at him and monitor his recovery. He was not blind, he could see the dramatic thinness his body had taken, feel the atrophied muscles that once held such strength and discipline. Stopping for frequent rests when he had to walk anywhere more than twenty feet, which left him sweating, clammy, his breathing labored. Then there were the scars, both mental and physical, from his internment and torture at the hands of the Empire. But Crosshair wasn’t ready to open that particular can of worms, preferring instead to force it deep, deep, down.

Crosshair sighed, rolled his eyes, and schooled his face into his most sinister scowl as he stepped over the threshold into the modest medical office. His critical eye scanned the room- it was neat and organized, though obviously well used, and he was surprised to see the warm touches of flowers and paintings on display instead of the harsh white, dark grays, and bright lights he’d come to associate with medical facilities.

A woman with wavy copper hair, currently worn in two tight buns on either side of her head, leaned against the counter across the room, seemingly occupied by some holo-flimsy files. She was wearing a long sleeve black shirt and golden yellow wide-legged pants.

Crosshair stood, or rather hovered, awkwardly in the entrance debating if he should run away before she notices him.

She glances up and locks eyes with him, recognition shining across her face, "Ah, Crosshair!” She pushes off from the counter and approaches him quickly, “I’m Isabella, but my friends call me Izzy." She smiles brightly, hands extended for a handshake, which he ignores. The woman, unfazed, holds both hands up in a disarming motion. It made Crosshair’s lip curl in disgust.

He scoffs, eyes making a denigrating scan of her form, "I'm not your friend." His voice is a low, dangerous rumble.

"Yet." Isabella lifts her chin up answering with a challenging smirk. He simply glares in response, but she takes his sharp attitude in stride. She shrugs, the smirk remaining, "Well, then don't call me Izzy.” She motions for him to follow her over to the medical bed and pats it softly. He rolls his eyes but sits down regardless. Let's get this over with. She nods and regards him with a teasing glance, “Isabella is fine."

Another derisive snort, "I don’t think so... Bells." His voice is dripping with condescension, an angry venom spit at her face in defiance. Crosshair’s mocking smile falters ever so slightly as he takes in her reaction.

Her eyes twinkle and a little laugh escapes her perfect mouth, “Oh! Bells is so much better than Izzy.” She smiles brightly and begins her checks, gently grabbing his chin to direct his face then moving her handheld scanner slowly while he grumbles.

His mumble is nearly unintelligible, his already intense scowl becoming somehow more intense, “Bells is a stupid name…” Ugh, why is she kriffing smiling about it.

Bells is quick and efficient with her checks, observing his vitals, determining the level of atrophy his muscles had succumbed to, and marking down any points of concern. Her hands are gentle but firm, he watches as her face changes from that insufferably bright expression to focused and confident professionalism. He finds himself relaxing to her touch and soothed by her soft commands- then before he knows it she’s finished.

“Alright, Crosshair… I’m not going to insult your intelligence by telling you what you already know. So instead, I’ll lead with the solutions.” She holds out a datapad and nods at him to take it. “As you can see, I have developed a meal and physical therapy plan that, presuming you follow it, should help you to get back to your former strength and capabilities.”

His eyes roam over the plan with disgusted disinterest, he scoffs, “And if I don’t.”

Her eyes darken slightly, “At best you take significantly longer to recover and I annoy you for an extended amount of time,” She flashes him her most obnoxious smile, “at worst, your condition worsens and you could potentially lose functionality.”

“How about a Bacta tank then?”

She gestures widely, displaying the modest facility, “Aside from the fact that I don’t exactly have access to that amount of medical grade bacta, let alone access to the bacta tank itself?” Her lips quirk up in an amused smirk and she shakes her head, “Unfortunately, it doesn’t work that way. Bacta is effective for many kinds of fresh wounds and injuries, but it cannot regrow or retrain muscles. You’ll just have to do that the hard way.”

“Wonderful.”

She gestures to the datapad, “-May I continue?”

“Fine.” Crosshair grinds the word with his teeth, and fixes his glare back down at the datapad.

“Follow the meal plan and stay committed to the physical exercises, check-ups every three days for now,-"

“I didn’t take you for a sadist, Bells.” The sardonic comment slips out of its own volition, his glare widens only slightly.

“-Only when the situation calls for it.” Her response is lightning quick and her eyes sparkle but she moves on just as quickly. “Do not mistake me, Crosshair, I take my job very seriously. You are my patient, which means your recovery is my job.” She punctuates her point by pointing her finger towards him, “I assure you, I am not afraid to pester you and annoy you into following my highly informed medical recommendations.” Her face is effectively smug, “If you insist on being a problem, well– I do love a challenge.”

He couldn't resist the stubborn smirk that tugged at his lips. I’d like to see that, the thought struck him unbidden. How irritating.

“I’ve started you off with light activity to help you rebuild your body’s strength and stamina.”

Still shocked that he’d allowed her to see him break so quickly, he simply growls in response, his scowl intensifying further.

She continues, if she noticed his reaction she made no indication, “I expect you to work those physical exercises and stretches into your day, but don’t overwork yourself. Pushing yourself too hard could cause further, more permanent damage. I’ll monitor your progress-”

“Why?” His voice is low and flat.

“-I’m sorry?”

“Why– do you care?”

“You are my patient, first of all. But you are also a person who’s been put through a lot of pain and trauma. I care because you deserve to have a chance at a life that is free of those things.”

“You think you can fix me then? You think you can make it all better?” His face is scrunched and red and snarls through his words, “Then you’re naive and childish. Stop playing games–”

But Isabella is not unfamiliar with hurts that strike and lash out, so she steels her soft heart with practiced patience. She leans back against her work desk, crossing her arms over her chest, “Ah-Do you believe that I shouldn’t care then?”

Crosshair rolls his eyes and spits out venom with his words, “Why waste your time?”

Isabella shrugs, her voice taking on a slight firmness, “I will do whatever I want with my time, waste it or not.” He scoffs and looks away but she leans forward and reaches out one hand and hovers over his which clutches the bed in a deathly grip. She hesitates, waiting to see if he will pull away. He doesn’t but his scowl darkens and she instead places her hand beside his, a little space between. “Believe it or not, Crosshair. Some people do actually help people simply to–Help.”Her words are earnest, causing Crosshair’s stomach to churn painfully.

He laughs snidely, “Shame… As a Doctor, I would’ve thought you were smarter than that.”

She startles and piques him further by laughing, “Insults won’t work on me.” She places a hand under her chin, thinking, “But I might be willing to accept bribes in the form of caf, candies, or pastries.”

Crosshair is not used to being so quickly and effectively put off balance by someone. He stares back at her in silence, brow furrowed in displeasure for letting this woman affect him. Isabella gathers a few items and hands him a small bag. “What is that?’

“Just a few things to help you out. Herbal teas, an ointment for sore muscles, and some medicinal items to help with sleep.” She sighs and rolls her eyes, “Just take it.”

He does, though reluctantly. Isabella stands back up straight and claps her hands lightly, “Alright, Crosshair, you’re free to go. I will follow up with you in three days.” She gives him a soft little wave as he leaves the medical office.He walks slowly back to the lodging that has been provided to him, his mind burdened with memories of his weakness. No wonder the Empire broke you and threw you away, all it takes is a pretty smile and you lose your nerve. His dark mood is perpetuated by further evidence of his body’s loss of strength when has to take frequent breaks, leaning against the nearest building and taking slow, deep breaths. By the time he’s made it back inside his temporary lodging, he is sweating, shaking, and breathing heavily. Kriff.

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#rebelwrites #Suflowers & Blasters #Chapter 1 #Crosshair x OC #OC - Dr. Isabella Ramót #Grumpy & Sunshine #Crosshair is Rescued #Tech Lives #star wars fanfic #star wars fanfiction

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the-starry-seas · 17 days

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"Just get him," Crosshair snarls, "to stay away from me. Everything he's already done is enough. It's enough."

Hunter stays quiet. Somehow, that hurts, too.

Tech shrinks back from the door even though he knows that they can't sense him waiting. Waiting for what? For Crosshair to be able to look at him again?

He knew what he did as CX-2. He never thought Crosshair would hate him for it. Hate some distant and vague entity, certainly, his twin always had a talent for that. Hate the natborns and the regs and everyone else that looked at them strangely.

But hating Tech...

That was never the plan. And he has no plan to fix it.

#tbb tech #tbb crosshair #i have. more rescued-tech ideas. help.#sticks' fics

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rhiaemrys · 10 months

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Tim Drake, to me personally, is a selective genius. More accurately, he’s just an insanely fast learner when something even mildly interests him (typically something mentioned by Batman and/or Robin). Unfortunately this leads to weird and inconsistent gaps in his knowledge.

Like, for example, and referencing a post about him being unable to work computers I’ve made in the past, Tim learned all about PC hardware because Batman mentioned upgrading the Batcomputers specs once, which was then plastered across forums with the title of like “BATMAN SEEMS TO HAVE THE BUDGET OF NASA, IS THIS WHERE OUR TAX PAYER DOLLARS ARE REALLY GOING?” and Tim wanted to harness the power of the sun to create something similar. This led him down a rabbit hole, and now he can create a super computer from someone’s spare junk drawer. However, when it comes to installing software and actually using the PC beyond its basic functions? Uninteresting. The only reason he learned later on in his Robin career was because Barbra found his lack of ability to hack deeply concerning and decided to remedy it. She provided the proper motivation.

Other weird ass conversations include:

- Was able to deduce the strain of fear toxin that Damian was under, synthesize an antidote, and track Crane down to his warehouse at the Docks district within a three hour time period. (Bruce offhandedly mentioned that they should start writing down the effects of different fear toxins so that they could eventually identify which was which to make antidote administration easier, knowing it’d be an insane and labor intensive task that no one would really do because they were doing just fine currently. Tim promptly created a spreadsheet, copped the cowl footage, and got to work. He learned advanced chemistry for this, promptly bringing his barely passing grade up to an A within two months.)

- Once was able to list the entirety of Haley’s Circus lineup over the years, correctly identifying which performers had been kidnapped by the Court of Owls, yet couldn’t name a single United States president before the year of 2012. (Got embarrassingly into circus performances because y’know, Dick is his hero and so he memorized the entire history of Haley’s Circus so he’d always know who/where/what Dick was talking about when he referenced his time there)

- Word for Word reciting an obscure peace treaty for an ALIEN NATION, but wasn’t able to tell Dick what the Fibonacci sequence was. (Starfire is Tamaranian and Tim assumed that she and Dick would get married one day and he didn’t want to be insensitive so he hacked into the Green Lantern files that all the Earth Lanterns update and got to work researching. Even the stuff that only tangentially mentioned the planet and people)

#dc #batfamily #batfam #Tim Drake #red robin #Batman #robin #This also plays into the ‘I know of no personal boundaries’ bit that Tim has going on #Kid cannot be normal about anything least of all his favorite superheroes #Tim for when Jason’s been somewhat introduced back into the family read the entirety of Jane Austin’s works #He learned everything about ballet that he could for Cass #For Damian he dug so deep into the history of animal rescue and the mechanics of painting #In fact he actually learned everything he could about Goliath’s species so that he could talk to Damian about his new pet #His love language is knowing insanely detailed things about you and your hobbies #Tim ‘I can recite the entire history of this famous painter for Damian but couldn’t be bothered to make it past Calc in high school’ Drake #Tim ‘I know everything about cloning (both in human and our current knowledge of alien tech) so I can make sure Kon’s safe’ Drake #If you can’t tell I’m very much projecting #idk if this has been done before and sorry if it has but this idea has been bouncing around in my head for a while

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letshareapapou · 4 months

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He's back babes~

(And holding the glasses spot until they get Tech)

#im so excited for the reunion #even the angst of its not tech #until they rescue his brainwashed a&&#sw tbb #the bad batch #the bad batch spoilers

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redbean-nom · 1 month

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star wars by silm logic

for the silm-sw dual citizens:

I was wondering what would happen if star wars (particularly tbb bc that's the currently-releasing bit of star wars) adhered to silm logic:

Hunter is the local leader of a hidden city (Pabu)

Omega is the heir

Rex is the overall leader of a warring people (clone rebellion)

Hemlock is the local leader of a branch of the Forces of Evil

Palpatine is the overall Enemy

so therefore

Rex and Echo gather an army of escaped clones. They rescue Cody or Wolffe from the Empire. Song and fire are greatly involved.

Themes of rising hope are invoked as they make a stand against the Empire. The clone rebellion grows further.

They are initially victorious and manage to rescue the clone prisoners from Tantiss with few casualties. Hemlock is ousted and flees to the heart of the Empire (but his operation will return in time)

Echo goes to check on the Batch on Pabu and ask them to ally with him and Rex in the upcoming battle.

They march on Coruscant. Things suddenly go disastrously wrong. Cody is killed in battle. Rex faces Palpatine in single combat.

Rex dies tragically.

Eagles.

Echo tells Hunter about the battle. They are delayed on their way and attempt to ride to the rescue. The Batch arrives just after the deaths. Echo is sad.

Pabu is betrayed while the Batch is on Coruscant.

Pabu is invaded by the Empire. Hemlock subjugates the people into his weird clone experimentation program.

Dragons.

The Batch returns to destroyed/invaded Pabu and is unable to intervene.

While attempting to protect their city most of the Batch dies.

Echo is very sad.

Hunter is captured and killed in front of Omega.

Omega escapes and swears an Oath mourns the Batch.

Echo is broken by grief for the ghosts of his past and vanishes.

Omega later becomes a Rebellion leader, carrying the memories of the failed clone rebellion and the haven of Pabu with her.

Echo fades/dies on some random planet as the forgotten remnant of the GAR/Clone rebellion.

#star wars #tbb #the bad batch #tbb s3 #redbean talks #um. very much not spoilers?#unless you count hemlock #tbb rex #captain rex #tbb hunter #tbb omega #tbb echo #Also the rest of the batch (tech; crosshair; wrecker; gonky) are not named anywhere outside Manuscript B of The Lost Unfinished WIP #which is only released 20 years later as part of an entirely different series and is also only one episode #and they each have one line of characterization; zero lines of dialogue (one if they're lucky) and are only mentioned in their death scene #can you tell i'm a FoG fan lol #seriously i wish we had a full novel FoG #alas #tbb: Fall of Pabu edition #next i need to do a silm by star wars logic!#imagine tFoG by tbb logic #everyone is about to die - oh look! morgoth just nabbed idril and ran away!#finrod somehow arrives to rescue turgon and the Lords!#everyone survives!#omg though silm by star wars logic #feanor dies; cremates himself; and then three chapters later is miraculously back #SOMEHOW FEANOR RETURNED #and given reembodiment it's actually more plausible!#star wars by silm logic everybody dies. silm by star wars logic feanor is alive and even more people die (because feanor)

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