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moka-suwi · 2 years

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Epilogue: Moka suwi

Over the course of approximately four weeks in the mission, we have confidently identified the fic as a false alarm. Intelligence personnel, who we must clarify are not at fault in these very peculiar circumstances, were presumably unfamiliar with both canons being crossed over and hit the proverbial panic button at the canon-typical violence. No further action is necessary. — Mission report, Response Center 8, Lightning from a clear sky.

“Not dating yet?”

“… Growth mindset?

Mallory overlooked the Great Ubara’s camp from the roof of a wagon. On the horizon, what remained of the walls of the city of Ar glistened in the sun.

Anis had left the camp the previous night, following a slave into the city along with a detachment of archers. This was canonical – in that this infiltration happened in the fic itself, but… At this point, this branch of the canon truly did belong to Systlin. She had made that clear.

Where would they go from there? The pair had wanted to see the fall of the largest Gorean city, but didn’t want to stick around for much longer. Once they’d returned to HQ… They’d probably find a way to avoid any trouble from Upstairs. But then, what? Would the Flowers try again, with more agents? Declare an Emergency? The canon, she had learned from a few more CanonChat discussions, was pretty much universally disliked and wouldn’t exactly be missed.

God, she even knew about it. Those weirdos online with the weird lifestyler kink… She’d never looked into them enough to match them to that name. They should have done so much more research before portalling in. She was so stupid.

Mal groaned, as she slumped back onto the white wolf.

… What? Oh, I’m hallucinating again.

“Fuck ooooff…”, she light-heartedly whined into her ex’s fur.

A split second later, her head was in Rose’s lap, and she heard her chuckle. Well, real or not, this still felt comfortable.

“Marshmallow,” Rose said matter-of-factly. “What’s bringin' the PPC here?”

“Me being an idiot,” Mal grumbled as she sat back up. Her ex-girlfriend was wearing some sort of military uniform and sunglasses. A hunting rifle was strapped to her back, and the long braid of her white hair was tucked into her jacket.

She’d never seen her like this. This felt real.

“Tell me somethin' I don’t know,” she replied with a grin, pulling out a cigarette and a lighter. Her accent had somehow gotten even weirder over time. “Mind if I smoke?”

“Since when do you… What are you even doing here?”

Rose lit the cigarette, and took a drag off it. “In order: picked it back up in weird post-apocalyptic commie land, and followed the main character of weird post-apocalyptic commie land.”

This was a lot of information to deal with. “I don’t follow,” Mal replied. “This is a crossover with some kind of high fantasy setting.”

“This is.” She pointed at the walls in the distance. “That huge spider over there with the two girls ridin' it… Mostly not.”

“What?” Mallory squinted, barely able to make out what did very much look like a huge spider with two people on it. “What the fuck?”

“Looks like your Oo-ba-rah started a whole trend there.” Wisps of smoke swirled as she moved her hand. “Y’all should know that Word Worlds are a lot more flexible than you’d think. Parallels, convergences, and so on. Ficverse Fusion.”

“Wait, then that’s from… Another fic?”

Rose nodded. “Might be getting crossed over at some point? Right now though, that’s gonna make for some weird-ass stories that no one else’s gonna believe.” Another chuckle. “Good thing Jules didn’t bring along any draculas.”

Mal once again lay down onto the canvas. “That doesn’t tell me why you’re here. How did you know where I was?”

Rose eyed the wagon’s tented roof, pondering for a few seconds, then put the cigarette out on her lighter and pocketed both. “Could guess you were off sulkin' in a corner while Anis was having the time of their life.”

“Wait— You’ve seen Anis?”

“Course I have.” She pointed at her gun. “We’ve been snipin' people all day, those assholes never even knew what got ‘em.”

Mal startled. “What? That’s not—”

“Canonical?” Rose laughed. “Mallow, mallow, mallow… Fuck canon. Just do what’s right for once in your life.”

“You don’t get it. We strengthen the multiverse against clueless authors attacking it, we don’t just…”

“The PPC,” she growled, “has done some good out there. It’s also fucked up a lot. We all have. You gotta learn which is which one day.”

As Rose stood up, she handed Mal a piece of paper. “Here’s how to get to me, if you ever change your mind.” Taking a few steps away, she took something out of her pocket. Then, she turned back.

“Also, Mal? I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have hurt you.”

With that, she opened a portal and disappeared.

Olivia “and/or” Morgan, of the Disturbing Acts of Violence Department, dropped a stack of papers onto the desk. “The bone exploder’s back!”

Miĥajel, on the tail end of an exceedingly long shift, gave her an unamused look. “Which one?”

Olivia replied with a smile: “Gor! Except this time, she’s in ASoIaF. And The Witcher. And apparently, Star Wars is in the works!”

He whistled. “Impressive. So like, AU fics or…?”

“No, no.” Morgan sat sideways on a chair, leaning to see what her partner had been trying to type. “The very same, and she’s very much trying to fuck with the mainline canons.”

“Cool,” Miĥajel deadpanned. “They’re popular enough to resist it, probably.”

His partner’s smile widened further. “Yup! I printed one of each for the both of us, wanna go get some snacks first?”

“Popcorn would be nice.”

Agent Luxury was very pleased to have some new material for her creative leatherworking hobby.

The Red Robes, whose name sounded marginally less silly in Gorean, were left to integrate into the Great Ubara’s new canon. They took advantage of their experience in urban warfare, and built upon it to create a new doctrine of siege. With each city liberated, they gained an only slightly exaggerated reputation for finishing any battle with more combatants than they had started with.

It was later said that each soldier they lost kept walking with them, helping in their own way. Long after everything was over, long after peace had come to Gor, legends were told that most still walked it, accepting neither Rest nor Dust. If you stand near a war memorial for long enough, perhaps you'll hear them.

Alive, alive, alive.

The PPC was created by Jay and Acacia. Lightning from a clear sky belongs to Systlin. The Gor Chronicles belongs to Systlin.

Once you’re done reading this, unfold the glued part.

Read it, and think about it. Ask yourself if it makes sense.

If you find yourself outside, walk into the café. Announce yourself as Mallory Belford to the girl with the pink hair.

Order a “Moka suwi”. That’s not essential, but I think you’ll like it.

Don’t worry about coming back, they’ve got portals.

Mal read the paper another time, asking herself what to do. Finally, she decided.

The paper burned so nicely, as if it wanted to be destroyed (nitrocell—

No. No, that’s not what happened.

Read from the beginning

Special thanks to @systlin, for writing the fic Lightning from a clear sky, and to @natalieironside’s works for providing inspiration for several of the original characters.

#systlin #gor #the queen who ate the enemy

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thepolourryexpress · 3 years

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anonymous on cc asked: can u give us a little snippet about h and winnie? i missing them v much!

“Now, I know you didn’t just let Winnie in the house.”

Harry cringes at the sound of Evelyn’s voice coming from the kitchen, immediately scooping Winnie up from the and tucking her underneath his arm, underneath his flannel. How she even knew, Harry doesn’t know.

He should’ve stuck little socks on Winnie’s hooves so she didn’t make so much noise against the hardwood floor.

“She’s not in the house, Eve,” Harry lies, bracing himself to smuggle Winnie past the kitchen without Evelyn noticing.

He doesn’t need to see Evelyn’s face to know that she doesn’t believe him — he can tell by the way she doesn’t speak.

“Okay, she’ll be in the house for, like, an hour. I reckon it’ll be fine — she’s an angel,” Harry huffs in defeat, carrying the little lamb into the kitchen. Evelyn snorts at the sight, Winnie’s little legs hanging and peeking out from just below the hem of Harry’s flannel. Winnie’s face peeks out a few seconds later, looking happier than ever to be in the house. Harry doesn’t doubt that if he put her down, she’d immediately create a ruckus. He doesn’t need Evelyn going crazy on him, though. “We’re just showing Mommy some love, aren’t ya?” Harry grins, petting Winnie’s little head.

Evelyn just rolls her eyes fondly, waving the two off. “Y’all are too much,” she muses, and Harry just grins.

“Now, Winfred, you remember the dance we went over, don’t ya?” Harry whispers as he carries the lamb back into the hallway, heading down the familiar path to Louis’ bedroom. At this point in their relationship, it’s practically his bedroom, too, with how often he’s over. It’s easier to spend nights here, as Harry’s up early working on the farm anyway, than it is to have Louis over his ranch.

Winnie just makes a happy little blet, which Harry takes as a yes. It’s going to be great.

He sets Winnie down by the door, kneeling down to tap her nose. “Now, you remember your cue, little missy,” he tuts, making sure she stays before he stands to knock on his boyfriend’s door. He pushes it open a second later, greeted by the sight of Louis perched up in bed, journal in his lap and fingers stained with blue ink.

“Hey,” Louis laughs, sitting up. Harry can’t fight the smile that takes over his face, the familiar feeling of being taken back by how lucky he is washing over him. He doesn’t think he’s ever going to get sick of this. “I thought you were going to brunch with your mom,” he raises an eyebrow.

He is. He hasn’t forgotten. It’s more of a lunch now, and his mom understands.

“I am. Just wanted to see ya first,” Harry says, rounding the bed and greeting Louis with a kiss.

“You’re silly,” Louis muses, pecking his lips.

“I’m bringin’ by flowers for Eve later,” Harry hums, leaning back. He would’ve brought it earlier, sure, but he’s almost certain that Winnie would’ve tried eating them.

“Anyways. I have a gift for you, actually,” Harry grins, stepping back from the bed. He sets his phone on Louis’ dresser, and just before he hits play on the music, he’s whistling — Winnie’s cue to come prancing into the bedroom.

Louis’ mouth drops open, and Harry knows him well enough to know that he’s about to say: Winnie can’t be in the house, Evelyn’s going to throw a fit.

Before he can argue, though, the familiar TikTok sound of Vivi Trend x No Hands is playing through his phone’s speaker and Harry’s immediately crossing his arms back and forth, pulsing his hip to the beat of the music. Winnie, besides him, is just happily prancing to the beat, bleating to get Louis’ attention — as if Louis can look anywhere else.

By the time the music stops, Harry’s scooped Winnie up into his arms, making an obnoxious show of jazz hands. “Winnie wanted to wish ya the happiest Mother’s Day,” Harry reasons, grin splitting his face in half.

Louis just laughs, covering his face with his hands. It doesn’t take Harry more than a second to climb onto the bed, Winnie happily escaping his arms to jump into Louis’ lap.

“Best Momma ever,” Harry teases, leaning over to press a kiss to Louis’ cheek.

“You’re both ridiculous,” Louis huffs, but the smile on his face says otherwise as he takes Winnie’s tiny head and presses a kiss to the lamb’s forehead. The sight makes Harry’s heart warm, and, well.

Harry’s really can’t wait for a baby.

#ttwatc #drabbles #oops #i miss winnie & h too :((#HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!!!!#my writing

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inkribbon796 · 3 years

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The Marvelous Misadventures of One: S. Marvin Argentum Ch. 3: In the Pit

Summary: Marvin realizes he’s in a bit too deep as the time continues to tick on.

Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4

Techno seemed to notice Thompson was in the club and instantly raced from the club and up the stairs, almost shouldering past people to get to the Sheriff.

“Sherman! Sherman!”

“Tech,” the huge burly man grumbled, crossing his arms in front of him. “I thought I saw yeh[1] slipping inta[2] town. What brings yah[1] over here?”

“I found a legate and it was awful!” Techno lamented, basically ignoring him, the two of them basically the same towering height.

Sherman rolled his eyes, “Let me guess, the fight lasted five seconds?”

“There wasn’t even a fight,” Techno complained. “I mean, bruhhh, he barely could defend himself. A dead leaf would have been a more satisfying fight.”

“So he’s dead?” Thompson asked.

“No, it would have been like killing a newborn puppy,” Techno huffed. “Come on, get in the pit so I can have a good fight.”

“Nah, I’m good,” Thompson scoffed and pushed Ghostbur towards the front. “Just bringin’ yer brother to yeh.”[3]

Techno looked annoyed, “Ghostbur, what are you doing here?”

“I’m helping my friends,” Ghostbur smiled.

“I’ve seen what your “help” does,” Techno rolled his eyes. “You here for Phil then?”

Ghostbur looked nervous, “I . . . uh . . . I would like to see him but I don’t know.”

“Did you bring some of the heroes with you?” Techno was looking at Marvin.

“Yah[1] know, we’ll go, we just caught yeh[1] at a bad moment,” Marvin tried to intervene.

“What are you three even doin’[4] here?” Techno leaned against the balcony railing, another fight starting up in absence of Techno.

“We were gonna[5] pick a fight with the Legionnaires’ Guildmaster, but Ghostbur here took us ta[6] see the Sheriff o’er[7] here. So we’ll just go.” Marvin jabbed his thumb at the exit.

“Taking ‘em[8] on, huh? ‘Bout[9] time someone did.” Techno hummed. Then he looked at Ghostbur and nudged him towards the other side of the balcony where the VIP area was. “Hey Ghostbur, why don’t you go say hi to Phil. He’s probably seen you already, so just head on over.”

“Wait a second,” Marvin moved to follow Ghostbur who was already moving to the VIP area.

Techno summoned and axe and moved in-between Ghostbur and Marvin.

“Look, you two make one wrong move against Phil and I’ll take your heads off,” Techno threatened.

“Not lookin’ fer a fight, I want ta get out ‘a here with Ghostbur an’ take care ‘a the hunters up north,”[10] Marvin told him firmly.

Techno braced his axe on his shoulder, “Just watch yourself.”

Ghostbur rushed over to the door and Marvin followed him, Techno opened the door for them.

“Phil!” Techno called out over the loud music. “We got company.”

Philza reached for the remote and turned the music down to a low whisper.

“Techno!” the little girl called out.

“Hey sis,” Techno smiled, walking over to her and kneeling down so the two of them could bump foreheads. “Enjoy the show?”

“You murdered them dead!” She screamed. “Blood for the Blood God!”

“That’s right, good job kid,” Techno smiled.

“Hey Ghostbur,” Philza greeted tensely. “Where’s Tommy?”

“Oh, he’s still in Brighton,” Ghostbur smiled. “He and Tubbo are having so much fun.”

“Right,” Phil kicked his feet up and stood. “Good fer[11] them.”

“You might wanna[12] know, Quackity’s here,” Techno told Philza, “I saw him when I was in the pit.”

“Okay,” Phil remarked as if he really didn’t care either way.

“I think I saw Fundy and that one slime guy with him,” Techno added.

Phil’s good wing puffed up, “Shit! Shit!”

Ghostbur gasped, clearly ecstatic, “What? Fundy? He’s here?”

Phil raced across the room and hit the intercom button, “Fundy! You furball, get yer[13] ass up here this instant! I wanna[12] know where you are!”

“Oh, Marv, have you met Fundy?” Ghostbur was floating a bit off the ground. “You have to meet him. He’s my son.”

“I think I have,” Marvin answered, more than a little surprised by that information.

Techno loudly cleared his throat. “So while we’re waiting for Fundy and probably Quackity to show up, you mind tell me what brings you to Arizona? Last I checked, Egoton was in Chicago, or something like that.”

“We were gonna[5] deal with the Legionnaires, but Ghostbur said he knew someone so we took a detour,” Marvin explained. “Really we should’a[14] stopped at the station, but we’ll go.”

“You needed allies, you two are alone,” Phil said in a way that made Marvin feel like the avian was staring through his very soul. “Why go fer[11] ‘em[15] now? The hunters have been bigger problems before?”

Marvin weighed his options. “Cause they’re workin’ with the CIA an’ Dark’s nemesis. An’ they’re gonna crash a weddin’.”[16]

Techno started bouncing on the balls of his feet, looking like a small child that had been gifted a full sized robot suit for Christmas.

Phil, however, let out an indignant, insulted huff, “Oi![17] Did that fooker[18] replace me an’[19] Tech with some other bastard? How dare he‽”

“Man, is there anyone Dark hasn’t pissed off?” Marvin chuckled.

“Seems ta[6] be a much shorter list ‘a[20] who he hasn’t,” Phil smiled. “Phantom taught him really well in that regard.”

“Huh,” Marvin commented. He realized that for being two demons of roughly the same age, supposedly, and being the same type of demon that Philza and Dark were kinda opposites. “So yeh[1] on the same hatin’[21] human trend as he is, never met a demon that was particularly nice.”

“Nah,” Phil smiled. “I love humans, they make the best things like anime, an’[19] memes, an’[19] the word: “fuck”. So I love humans.”

“How old are you?” Taylor asked.

The avian demon shrugged, “I don’t count keep anymore. 350? Almost 400? I don’t know.”

At that moment the door opened and Marvin stepped out of the line of fire as Fundy walked in, Quackity and Slime right behind him.

Quackity stiffened nervously when he locked eyes with Techno,

“Fundy,” Ghostbur smiled as he started to advance. “My little champion. How are you?”

Fundy hissed, all the hair on his head and ears standing on edge. “You touch me, and I bite you.”

“Hey, chill out fer[11] five seconds will yeh[1]?” Marvin snapped back. “He hasn’t done anythin’ ta yeh.”[22]

“Oh, he’s done more than enough,” Fundy snapped.

Techno spoke up, “Where’s Tubbo? This gonna[5] be a butcher’s army 2.0?”

“No, I just came here ta[6] catch up with some contacts, didn’t even know you two were in town,” Quackity denied, taking a step back as he glanced at Techno.

“Sides we’d need Ranboo for that,” Fundy muttered a bit too loud.

“Oi![17] You watch yerself,[23] Ranboo can do no wrong!” Phil shouted at his grandson.

“Are you kidding me?” Fundy shouted back, devolving into a series of frustrated, incoherent grumbling noises.

“Looks like a pretty important meeting up here?” Quackity smiled, looking around. “You all having fun?”

“Bruhh, these two wanna[12] take on the Legionnaires and the government,” Techno declared. “And I’m helping.”

“Wait what?” Marvin demanded before his brain could tell him that looking a gift horse in the mouth was a bad idea. “Since when have yeh[1] been in on this?”

“Since you told me that you were taking on the CIA,” Technoblade grinned. “That type of stuff is literally all I do.”

The hunter spoke up, they’d been mostly quiet up until now, mostly watching the situation fly wildly out of control, but now they interjected, “I’m going to duel the Guildmaster, take over the Guild and take them back on track to what our Guild was meant to be, protecting people and not making deals with people who are literally worse than demons.”

“So you’re saying that if you’re in control you’ll go against the government?” Technoblade said.

“If that means protecting people like we’re supposed to be doing from the start, then yes,” Taylor told him.

“Now that’s the type of thing I like to hear,” Techno grinned. “But if you back out on that, I will take care of you.”

“Right,” the hunter didn’t break eye contact.

“So, yer[24] gonna[5] help us fight them then?” Marvin asked.

“Heh,” Techno grinned. “Taking down the self-entitled discount Spanish Inquisition, and the government? You’d have to fight me not to come.”

“Get rid of the Legionnaires?” Quackity smiled. “Count me in, wish I had brought Sam and Sap, they would’a[25] made this a breeze.”

Then the casino owner turned to his two companions, “Fundy, Slime, if you two aren’t up for it, yeh[1] can go back to the hotel.”

Fundy seemed to have a fire burning in his eyes, “I can do it, I want in.”

Slime gave a huge, lopsided grin, “I will also come with Quackity from Las Nevadas.”

“You wanna[12] stay on your retirement couch, Ol’[26] Man?” Techno prodded, smiling at Phil.

“Shut!” Philza snapped, rolling his eyes when Techno laughed at him.

“I wanna[12] come with,” Techno’s little sister told them.

“No!” Thompson and Techno both told her. She pouted and deflated a little bit.

“I’ll take her back an’[19] meet you all there,” Thompson told them.

“So, kitty, you got a plan?” Quackity gave him a sharp grin.

Marvin paused for a second, “Yeah, I think I got one.”

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Accessibility Translations:

1. you

2. into

3. Just bringing your brother to you.

4. doing

5. going to

6. to

7. over

8. them

9. About

10. Not looking for a fight, I want to get out of here with Ghostbur and take care of the hunters up north

11. for

12. want to

13. your

14. should have

15. them

16. Because they’re working with the CIA and Dark’s nemesis. And they’re going to crash a wedding.

17. Hey! (or: Wait a second!)

18. fucker

19. and

20. of

21. hating

22. He hasn’t done anything to you.

23. yourself

24. you’re

25. would have

26. Old

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dogcunt · 3 years

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Thoughts on all young teens identifying as goth and the russian doomer music/alternative trend sweeping the nation?

kinda sucky but i fuck w thee kids oot there bringin back thee trad goth looks

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magicianmew · 6 years

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Bringin’ the “I’m fucked” life hacks again...

Y’all, I know I am probably about 2 years behind the trend on this, but like... I just discovered Amazon dash buttons.

I'm better than I was a few months ago, but I'm still having weeks where executive function is basically zero, and I am simply not going to remember shit like cat food and toilet paper until I am OUT and I have to go see if I can find something at a gas station at 3 in the morning and wind up paying way too much fucking money for it.

You guys. Dash buttons.

You get the 5 bucks back when you use it for the first time. Easy to set up. Just press it when you’re low on the thing, and it’s on its way. Dash buttons.

If you are a spoonie who is sometimes unable to leave the house, this may also be of help to you, I hope.

ETA: If you press it, and then press it again, apparently it will not re-order until the first order is delivered. Perfect for those of us who can’t remember what the fuck is going on for longer than 45 seconds.

#depression #executive dysfunction #spoonie

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t-shirtclassic · 2 years

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dippedanddripped · 6 years

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The renowned Jumpman silhouette, of Michael Jordan stretching for the rim of the basket, suspended in mid-air, is arguably the most iconic sneaker motif of all time. It's one which Nike and the former Chicago Bulls basketball star have built an empire off the back of. But the image that provided inspiration for that motif, first captured by photographer Jacobus Rentmeester in 1984 – which Nike subsequently recreated and slapped onto millions of pairs of sneakers – is as much ironic as it is iconic. Unsigned by Nike at the time of the Rentmeester shoot, it was a pair of New Balance that adorned the feet of then-21-year-old future legend.

There are perhaps few better ways to sum-up New Balance’s place in the sneaker world – one which has traditionally been dominated by the swoosh of Nike and the three stripes of adidas. New Balance has always played a more low-key, unassuming role, with its pared-back silhouettes helping it to adapt to the styles of different subcultures.

The hardcore music scene of the late 80s and early 90s in the US was one subculture which adopted the brand. “At the time of the Youth Crew Era (1986-1991) hip hop had been taken on as a new component and influence for hardcore bands. This led to the Country Club Casual look that was pretty similar to the updated hooligan look that Oasis would be sporting a few years later,” recalled Chris Bratton of Californian hardcore band Chain of Strength in a 2012 interview. New Balance, along with deck shoes and preppy Polo jackets were common attire, he said. Within hardcore circles at that moment, many adhered to a straight-edge lifestyle, and New Balance were one of the few brands that made sneakers that contained no animal products. In Buffalo, New York – a hotbed of nascent Hardcore bands in 1987 – one band even performed under the moniker ‘New Balance.’

The UK-based football casuals, who helped inspire the ‘country club casual’ look Bratton described, are another style-tribe who have had a longstanding affinity with New Balance. The brand was an alternative to the hegemony of adidas footwear on football terraces in the 90s, often worn by those who prided themselves in sartorial one-upmanship a little more than bashing skulls. (Football casual firms often had solid dressers and solid fighters, but rarely were they the same people). This has continued pretty much up until present day, and in the mid-to-late aughts, New Balance found a further niche within this niche, as men’s fashion shifted towards what many dubbed ‘heritage’. Suddenly, people began to care about the provenance of their clothes, how they were made, and New Balance – which still produces large quantities of its sneakers in the UK – found itself perfectly positioned. Many semi-retired casuals – in search of a slightly more demure choice of footwear to lairy suede reissues – once again turned to the brand. The 2010 release of New Balance’s ‘Pub Pack’, (complete with its own beer mat) was perhaps a nod to this.

Like many brands or items of clothing that eventually become tethered to certain subcultures, it’s often the simplicity which is the key factor. Like the robust, wheat-coloured Timberlands favoured by corner boys in New York for their aesthetic toughness, or the utilitarian Carhartt Chore Coats worn by graffiti kids in Milan and Paris during the 90s due to a multitude of pockets for storing spray cans – these pieces come about because they allow enough space for the wearer to impart their own identity on them. New Balance’s decidedly non-flash approach chimes with that. Its willingness to operate on the periphery, rather than trying to topple the Nike-adidas stranglehold, has allowed the brand to crop up in unexpected – and often more interesting – niches.

“Suddenly, people began to care about the provenance of their clothes, how they were made, and New Balance – which still produces large quantities of its sneakers in the UK – found itself perfectly positioned”

It was this same idea that allowed it to become the choice of hustlers on the streets of the DMV – Washington D.C., Maryland and Virginia – during the 80s and 90s. Unlike their counterparts in other states, like those in custom-made Dapper Dan Louis Vuitton pieces in New York, success was not worn ostentatiously. Instead, blacks and greys made up the color palette for most, as Curtis ‘Curtbone’ Chambers, a former gang member from Washington D.C., told SneakerFreaker last year: “We’ve always been into designers, but we weren’t into the loud colours. We were more about black Versace shirts, or black Hugo Boss or Giorgio Armani. And New Balance fit that... Whenever you’d go out of town, people would say, ‘Oh, them D.C. dudes. They got the New Balance on!’” It probably helped that when the New Balance of choice (and everyone’s subsequent favourite dad shoe), the 990, was released in 1982, it was one of the first sneakers to cost $100 dollars, cementing it as a status symbol.

The influence of that era remains today. Last year, a fledgling D.C. rapper NAPPYNAPPA released an E.P. titled ‘New Balance’, while a little further north in Philadelphia, rapper Meek Mill commented in an episode of Complex’s Sneaker Shopping recalled that 990s were worn by the “guys in my neighborhood who had money. They were trap sneakers.”

Indeed, throughout hip hop’s history, there has also been a sprinkling of references to the brand. In 1997, KRS One rapped “I warm up any room like a heater/ Bringin’ a New Balance to the speaker like a sneaker”and, on his 2004 mixtape Osirus, Ol’ Dirty Bastard delivered the line: “Cop the Eagle, started jackin’ with the green New Balance shit.” More recently, another Philadelphia-native, Lil Uzi Vert, has been pictured regularly wearing the brand’s 990 style.

Beyond rap, this particular sneaker model has become somewhat of a staple within fashion circles in recent seasons, seemingly managing to be on-trend by accident. Typically, this style comes in grey, accented by two other shades of grey, and a little touch of white. It looks sensible and comfortable, like something your dad might (or probably would) wear. And consequently, chimes perfectly with fashion’s current obsession with all things mundane, from Ikea tote bags to sensible cagoules, in what feels like something of a post-normcore hangover. But also; the 990 is kind of ugly. That too feels decidedly current, since we’ve become accustomed to seeing bulbous, visually-jarring sneakers clomping down Paris runways over the past few seasons.

Much like the Hardcore kids of Boston and New York, or football casuals of the north of England the intent behind these choices were largely the same – to not only set oneself apart from predictable sneakers choices of their peers, but to wear that difference like a badge of honour.

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Interview with Saving Vice

Together with American Songwriter, we had the pleasure of interviewing Saving Vice over Zoom video!

Saving Vice are an independent American metalcore band from Vermont founded by guitarist Robbie Litchfield. Litchfield added vocalist Chase Papariello to the band first and then vocalist Tyler Small shortly thereafter. It wasn't until later on that the band included the final pieces of their lineup, drummer Sammy Whelton and bassist Kenjamin Smiertelny.

Since their official start in 2017, Saving Vice have shared the stage with many impressive acts and played on multiple festivals such as Warped Tour, iMatter Festival and Heavy Fest. The group’s high energy live performance, catchy choruses, and hard-hitting riffs aided by the chemistry created by the vocalist duo helped them make their mark on the New England music scene and beyond.

The sound, energy and personality Saving Vice have brought to the current heavy music scene is both refreshing and nostalgic. Their sound is reminiscent of classic, 2009 metalcore balanced with the modern genre trend. Emotional and melodic, yet unapologetically brutal and dark.

Saving Vice commemorated their one year anniversary of their debut record 'Hello There' with the release of a brand new music video for the track "Nerve Damage" and even brought back some older merch designs.

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