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kitsune-kira · 3 years

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Investigation Team as Phantom Thieves AU

Been giving it some serious thought on how it would actually work because a straight swap jkdfasjkl honestly uh lmao

They’re not super rebellious. So I thought.... Maybe more of a blend of the games instead of a straight swap? Like just some stuff I’ve thought of while daydreaming-

obviously some backstories would probably need to be shuffled a bit probably? just bc.... hhhh.... persona reasons-

thinking instead of a resolve to rebel a resolve to see and seek the truth? bc jkfasdljka they’re taking their truthseeker themes WITh them into new AU land bc i don’t see how else this could work

Which made me think in the persona awakening instead of a mask appearing, glasses (like the TV glasses) could appear but uhhh honestly ripping them off doesn’t make sense to me because they’re a lens to pierce through lies and falsehoods (the fog)

AND INSTEAD OF MASK BLOODINESS IT’S JUST THEIR EYES BLEEDING (they’re fine dw if the thieves can be okay after ripping off half their face, the team can be fine after their eyes start bleeding)

Something something about lies being purged from their eyeballs

Probably the resolve to see the truth is tied to either backstory, their canon shadow issues, or both!

like for yu/souji specifically it’d probably be idk him being in denial that his parents kinda suck lmao i have no idea how that would translate to an in-palace awakening-

i’m honestly kind of torn on what to do with adachi, personality-wise it would make the most sense to give him an akechi-like role but at the same time it just seems so..... dry...... to me..... maybe bc akechi was kind of like adachi (at least supposed to be i think) as in he was supposed to not seem to be a threat Until He Was so i’m actually tempted??? to make adachi the first palace the team tackle???

honestly we’re kind of fusing the persona 5 and persona 4 plots together here a little probably-

Also corrupt police detective seems like a good first step for the team to me, kind of similar to Kamoshida bc uh lmao adachi was.... not on the same level as shido.....

Probably more focused on chasing the perp behind the mental shutdowns rather than just getting adults

Is Teddie still a shadow?? Probably ??? I don’t know how this works but I love Teddie too much help

RIP Margaret in this AU. I kind of figure her splits have a calm, mysterious slightly playful twin and then a easily irritated duty-bound one not too too different from Justine and Caroline but y’know more Margaret-y.... Also ngl bc Margaret looks older than Lavenza, Margaret’s twin splits probably also look older-

lmao Yu/Souji’s velvet room is a prison van maybe.... Take the limo and the prison and merge it into one-

IMAGINE just keeping some persona 5 cast for Plot Reasons like Shido and Akechi

Detective Prince vs Detective Prince

Instead of a second coming of the detective prince it’s just the media fighting over who deserves the title more, the latest in the Shirogane detectives or this New Guy Who Has a Very Nice Smile And He’s Pretty and Actually Doing Interviews-

I actually uh don’t entirely know what to do with everyone’s backstories, other than everyone is in Tokyo for Plot Reasons

idk it’s easy enough for yu/souji, he just came back to tokyo

yosuke never left tokyo

naoto and rise are easy enough to place in tokyo too

teddie is just.... from the metaverse so yeah

Not too hard for Chie too ig her parents just moved to the city and she’s probably not jazzed about it

Yukiko and Kanji tho.... Their families are well-established in Inaba hhhhhhh

I MEAN could just have....

...... we could literally steal akira’s backstory and give it to kanji

i can see it kjladkljafjkldsa

yukiko still is an issue hmmm

(if you can’t tell im literally brainstorming more as im writing this-)

Honestly best I got is she followed Chie, and there’s better schooling in Tokyo, and she wants a path that ISN’T the inn

.... oh. actually that kinda works akjdfjklad

.... me thinking about how this is just a lot of pre-Inaba IT huh and the IT being more miserable for reasons

Yosuke probably has ehhh fake friends

Kanji’s delinquent record is going strong except he got fucked over worse than usual

Chie probably isn’t that happy in the city

Yu/Souji is..... Yeah

Rise is probably just getting hit with the hardcore burnout

Naoto just carries the stress with him (i hc he/him naoto)

OKAY BUT THE IDEA OF THEM HAVING TO LEARN TO BE SNEAKY ALL ON THEIR OWN SOUNDS HILARIOUS TO ME

BECAUSE NONE OF THEM ARE ALL THAT NATURALLY GOOD AT THIEVING

AND IT’S FUNNIER TO ME IF TEDDIE UNLIKE MORGANA LIKE CANON P4 ONLY HAS KNOWLEDGE OF THE METAVERSE BUT NO THIEVING SKILLS

so yu/souji and yosuke hit the books on how to be sneaky

Yukiko, Naoto, and Rise are probably the best asides from them to pick up on it

The rest uh lmao less so

but then again ryuji isn’t really that stealthy from the start so im sure it’ll be fine

i haven’t really considered other team swaps but im sure i will somedaaaay

for now i just think the eye bleed persona awakening sounds really cool hhhhhhhh even if it’s roughly as edgy as canon p5 awakenings lmao

They probably just summon their personas with Willpower(tm) in the metaverse, no taking off the glasses necessary bc again it.... doesn’t make sense to take them off.........................

i have no idea what change of heart adachi would look like

ALSO I JUST REALIZED IDK HOW TO SQUEEZE DOJIMA AND NANAKO IN HERE

unless we just move them to tokyo but mmm

ngl i kind of like the idea of sending a less shitty adachi to go hang with them lol

can we waffle between inaba and tokyo

that sounds fun honestly ngl

anyway the team sweating as they actually have to break into a real place in order to resolve a cognitive barrier in a palace

Naoto has to break the law in order to catch a criminal h e l p

forcing the neutral good squad to learn some chaotic gremlin tendencies

they probably would still call themselves the investigation team but them canonically calling themselves the investigation thieves sounds hilarious so maybe lol

#investigation thieves au #yu narukami #souji seta #chie satonaka #yosuke hanamura #rise kujikawa #yukiko amagi #teddie #kanji tatsumi #tohru adachi #persona 4 #persona 4 au #persona 5 #p4 #p5 #au

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producingtrashycontent · 3 years

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took me a bit to get my words strait, the idea is like the Black Bulls and Blue Roses have to do a joint mission or something, they each send Magna and Sol not knowing who the others were going to send. so sol and magna have to get along to get the mission finished. something happens and sol gets hurt, and magna has to help her. he asks why she hates him, she explains why she hates men, and he just talks some sence into her. not sure on the rest though.

OMG I FINALLY FINISHED! Damn this took me much longer than I thought, but here it is. I personally don't think it's my best writing, but I blame that on finals. I also made this longer than my usual requests. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

Don't Judge A Book By Its Cover

Magna took a hesitant glance around the common space. There was no one there, but Magna could never be too sure. That pudding thief was out to get him. This time, Magna would make sure he didn't lose his pudding to that jerk. With one more hesitant glance, Magna swiftly opened the pantry and snatched a pudding cup from one of the lower cabinets.

The lightning bolt flew past Magna's head and struck the pantry. He'd been spotted. Magna dodged another lightning bolt that struck the place he'd been standing moments before. A nearby hallway appeared in Magna's peripheral vision. He bolted for the hallway, but he ran into someone before he could leave.

"The hell? It was peaceful while I took my dump. Now I have to deal with this?"

Magna dropped down to one knee immediately. "Captain Yami Sir!"

"Better run Magna, or your clothes might catch fire!"

Yami sighed before snapping his fingers and pointing to the ground in front of him. Luck appeared instantly and sat on the floor beside Magna.

"Hey Captain! You finally going to fight me? How much do you want?"

"Damnit Luck. I'm not going to fight you. I have a special mission."

Magna nearly jumped. A secret mission! This would definitely get him stronger than Luck. Yami ignored Luck's bouncing and pointed at Magna.

"You. I need you for this mission. It's going to be a joint mission with a member of the Blue Rose Knights. We can only have one or two people go, so I'll send you this time. It'd be too much trouble for both you and Luck to go."

"Awww," Luck groaned. "But I want to go too!"

Yami ignored Luck's plea and turned him full attention to Magna. "You leave here tomorrow. I need you to investigate some suspicious dealings going on near Rayaka Village. Since you lived there as a kid, I'd figured you were best fit for the job."

"Thank you very much Yami Sir!" Magna stood and saluted. "I won't let you down!"

•~•~•~•

Sol groaned as her squad mates all chatted about their boyfriends. What was the appeal with men anyway? They were all dirty, idiotic, and other things that Sol couldn't remember off the top of her head.

"I went to the beach with my boyfriend a few months ago, and he was so ripped!"

"Oh wow, really? I want a peek of that!"

"No way! He's mine." The two girls chuckled between each other.

Sol rolled her eyes as she poked at her dinner. It was very hard to eat when her squad mates would talk about men non-stop. Remembering the men who disappointed her, Sol scoffed and shoved some vegetables into her mouth. Her food didn't taste as good when she reminisced about her past.

The chatter between the girls quickly died down. Sol automatically saluted when she spotted her captain out of the corner of her eye.

"Big Sis!"

Charlotte rolled her eyes. "Sol, I've told you before to call me 'Captain', not Big Sis."

"Ok, Big Sis!"

Ignoring Sol, Charlotte walked away, but she motioned for Sol to follow her. After some time, Charlotte finally stopped.

"So, what do you need me for?"

"I have a special mission for you."

Sol smiled. "Me? Really?"

Charlotte nodded. "I need you to investigate something near Rayaka Village. You will be working with a member of the Black Bulls. Get yourself ready. You leave early tomorrow morning."

With a glimmer in her eye, Sol saluted her captain. "Yes!"

•~•~•~•

Magna squatted on a rock that overlooked Rayaka from a cliff. The breeze blew gently around Magna as he stole another glance around the area. It seemed like the perfect day for a secret mission, and yet, his partner from the Blue Rose Knights hadn't arrived yet.

"Damn, when are they gonna get here? It's almost noon. The sun's gonna roast me before they get here." Magna grumbled.

"No way, funglasquent?"

Magna whipped his head around at the sound of the voice from behind him. His eyes landed on a familiar, tall figure.

"You? The giant girl from the Royal Knights Exam?"

Sol groaned. "Unbelievable! Why did I get stuck with you?"

"Same question to you, giant girl!" Magna sighed as he stole another glance at Rayaka. "Captain Yami gave me this mission because I lived in this town when I was young, so I can navigate around here better than my squad mates."

Sol hesitated a moment. That was a valid reason for the short punk to come along on this mission. Charlotte didn't give her an explicit reason for coming. It must be because she was the one who was best suited for this mission.

"Well, my captain believed I was the one best suited for the mission."

"Even so, you gotta listen to me this time. I know this village like the back of my hand. If we want to catch those magic item smugglers, you have to follow my orders." Magna spoke dismissively as he turned his attention back to Rayaka. He usually wasn't as into missions as he was now. Any threat to Rayaka was a personal threat against Magna.

"Who died and made you captain?" Sol spat. "I don't see why you have to lead the mission."

"Ugh, don't you get it, giant girl? I lived here. I know all the best places to hide and store expensive things. I can catch those smugglers. Now, we have to cooperate to get this mission done."

Sol pondered Magna's words for a moment. She did want to please Captain Charlotte and finish this mission, but she didn't want to listen to a man of all people. Listen to a man or finish the mission successfully. Those were Sol's two options. After a few moments, Sol settled on the best option: listening to the glasses punk.

"F-fine." Sol spat. "I'll listen to you."

"Finally!" Magna cheered. "See that Yami Sir? I'm following in your footsteps!"

Not wanting to watch Magna cheer, Sol turned her eyes to Rayaka. She spotted a group of people flying on brooms a good distance away from the village.

"Hey, funglasquent. There's a group of people approaching Rayaka from the east." Sol tapped her foot on the ground as Magna stopped his cheers to look in the direction Sol mentioned. Sure enough, there was a large group of people approaching. They stopped abruptly and descended into the forest below.

"That's kinda sus..." Magna muttered.

"Sus?" Sol echoed.

Magna nodded. "Yeah, sus. Short for supilicious or something."

"Ugh, you mean suspicious, don't you?"

"Exactly."

Sol had wanted to laugh, but that would mean admitting his joke was funny. He was serious, which made it funnier. Sol had a feeling he wasn't joking though.

"Alright tall girl! Hop on my Crazy Cyclone and we'll get to those bandits in a jiffy." Magna leaned against his broom, which was modified to look like some weird contraption.

Rolling her eyes, Sol made her way over to the Crazy Cyclone and sat on the back. "This thing is horrid, but at least it matches your punky vibe."

"Aww thanks!" Magna smiled as he sat on the Cyclone before freezing. "Wait, that wasn't a compliment!"

"Let's get a move on, funglasquent."

Magna started up the Cyclone as he grumbled under his breath. Before they took off, Magna told her to hold onto him somewhere. Sol considered letting go and jumping off, but she reluctantly gave in and held on. She wanted to complete the mission Charlotte gave her. Nothing would stop her, not even a gross man.

•~•~•~•

Eventually, Magna landed the Crazy Cyclone close to where the group landed. It was definitely dangerous for Sol and Magna to approach the large group by themselves, but they were the only ones who could.

"Why did that guy disappear into a hole in the ground?" Magna pointed at a nearby tree with an odd-looking branch.

"Did he?" Sol asked. She doubted that was possible, but thieves would do anything for money.

Magna nodded. "Yeah. He pulled on that funky looking tree branch. I think we should follow him."

"Whatever idea you have is dumb. We'll probably get killed going down there."

Magna crossed his arms. "Well what's your plan, O Wise One?"

Sol stared off to the side before shrugging her shoulders. Groaning, Magna turned his attention back to the tree. As he thought about what to do, an idea struck him like Luck shooting him with lightning.

"Hey, tall girl."

"Yeah?"

Magna rubbed his hands together. "What if we wait here for them to come out!"

Sol arched an eyebrow but said nothing. Magna kicked a nearby pebble. "Damn, that sounded way cooler in my head."

•~•~•~•

After several hours of waiting, the sun was setting and Sol and Magna had done nothing. The suspects hadn't come out of their little hole in the ground. Sol was seriously considered heading home until she imagined how her captain would react. After a few more moments of thought, Sol decided to stay.

"Ugh, I thought this was supposed to be a secret mission!" Magna grumbled from the ground. "I was ready to kick some ass!"

"I'll kick your puny little man ass if you don't shut up."

Magna sat up defiantly. "Damn, what's with you giant girl? What did I ever do to you?"

Sol turned her face away. "You're a man. That's my problem with you."

"So, you hate me for something I can't control?"

Before Sol could retort, there was some rumbling nearby that shook the ground. Sol felt a body slam into her and knock her to the ground. Magna fell on top of her as a boulder rolled over the place she stood moments ago.

"Funglasquent, you saved me." Sol muttered.

Magna smirked. "Yep. That's what a real man does."

Magna offered his hand to Sol, who slapped it away and stood on her own. A small pile of rocks fell from the small hill they camped beside to reveal an entrance to a cave. Sol jerked her head in the direction of the cave.

"Hey, funglasquent. I think we should head there."

Magna shook his head rapidly. "Umm, I don't know. That cave is kinda spooky. What if something tries to eat us?"

Sol smirked. "I thought you were a "real man". Or are you a scared little whimp who can't complete a task even when life opens up a path for him?"

Magna seemed to physically shake off his insecurities. "Y-yeah! I'm a real man! I'll lead the way."

Sol allowed herself to chuckle at Magna's antics as he tried to overcome his nerves and step into the daunting cave.

•~•~•~•

It was odd that they walked for so long without encountering anything. Eventually, the cave got dark enough to where Magna had to create a small flame to be able to see. Magna kept one hand against one side of the cave and Sol kept hers on the other. The cave grew colder the further they walked. There were a few times when Sol and Magna slipped on the smooth stone. The stone sloped gently downward, but as they walked further, the ground sloped more. Eventually, Sol and Magna felt the stone slope closer together until they found an opening in the stone.

Voices floated in from the opening in the stone. Magna and Sol hid on either side of the opening. There was a group of people discussing different subjects while tossing around what appeared to be magic items between each other. Magna slipped into the cavern and ushered Sol to follow him. They eventually found a stack of boxes to hide behind and listened in on the conversation.

"If we take this route, there will be fewer Magic Knights."

"That route may have less Magic Knights, but the Magic Knights that are there are from the Crimson Lion Kings. They're too powerful. My route has more of them, but these guys are from the Aqua Deer. They're much weaker."

"Either way, we have to get these tools across the Grand Magic Zone before the end of the month. The Lords and Lady await us."

"Magic item smugglers," Sol whispered. "Should've known."

Magna clenched his fist. "Damn those bastards."

Magna missed the moment the smugglers fell silent, but he noticed the deafening silence a moment later.

"Someone's here."

"I sense some weak mana from over there!"

Sol felt her heart leapt into her throat. Grabbing Magna's hand, she pulled him into a crouched position so they'd be ready to run at a moment's notice. Unfortunately, that position wouldn't help Sol avoid the box that got knocked into her head by a blast of magic. Sol didn't feel her body hit the ground, but that was probably due to the adrenaline in her system. She could sense Magna firing off some spells before he slung her over his back and ran. He turned several times to shoot spells at their assailants, but he spent most of his energy into running. Sol felt her limbs grow heavy to the point she couldn't move them anymore. A dull throb came from her head, but Sol was too tired to pay much attention to it. As Magna stopped shooting spells to break out into a sprint, Sol felt the darkness overtake her vision.

•~•~•~•

Sol woke up to the sound of a crackling fire. Her front side was warm due to the fire, but her back was frozen. As she opened her eyes, she spotted Magna poking at a fire in a pit. When Magna spotted Sol moving, he gave her a small smile and wrapped a cloth around her.

"Hey, you feeling ok? I know getting hit in the head by a metal crate is gonna mess with ya a bit, but I hope you're not too messed up."

Sol squinted at Magna. Why was he being nice? In her life, men were never like this. They were all bark and no bite. But Magna was different. He seemed to represent men as they were portrayed in stories. He was very kind and chivalrous. Sol's mouth didn't seem to catch up with her mind, because she gave Magna a nasty answer that she immediately regretted.

"I'm fine. I could've done fine without you. All you men are worthless. I would recover better without you."

Magna frowned, although this frown was more hurt than anger. "Well, damn. Sorry I tried helping you to make sure you didn't die. Unfortunately, I can't leave you until we finish our mission."

Sol wanted to say something, but she was sure her mouth would betray her, so she said nothing. Magna tossed a fewn more sticks into the fire before sitting back.

"Why do you hate men anyway? It's not as if we choose our genders before we're born, so it's not fair to hate us for something we can't control, ya know?"

Sol wrapped the blanket closer to her. "I...I've never had a single positive experience with any man. When I was little, all the men in my village boasted about everything with nothing to back it up. The boys my age were the same. They treated me like a delicate flower that needed to be protected. When the time came for them to protect my village, they ran away like cowards. I stood my ground and fought, but the attackers overpowered me. Luckily, the Blue Rose Knights showed up in time and Captain Charlotte saved me. Ever since then, all the men I've met or worked with have been the same sad, disappointing losers."

So that's why she's so loyal to her captain and her squad. I'd be the same way if I was in her shoes. "Well, that really sucks. I'm gonna be honest, I was kinda the same way for a portion of my youth, but a great old man whipped me into shape to become the man I am today."

"Old man?" Sol echoed.

Magna nodded. "Yeah. There's a neighboring village which I used to invade all the time. But each time, the chief of the village gave me a lesson I'd never forget. Unfortunately, I was a little punk that ignored the lessons and did the same stupid things over again. But I learned and grew into a better person."

"You're not like that anymore..."

Magna removed his sunglasses and glanced up to the sky. Sol was immediately drawn in to his eyes. "I get that you don't like guys like you described, but not all guys are like that. I could give you my squad as an example. My best bud Luck, why he's a battle freak that thinks about nothing else other than fighting. Gauche, he's just creepily obsessed with his sister. He's recently started to warm up to the rest of us. Gordon, he's real quiet and creepy, but he's a real sweet guy that wants the best for everyone. Captain Yami is a manly as they come. He doesn't care about how strong or weak you are, or who you are or where you came from. If you can grow stronger, you're cool in Yami's eyes. And little Asta, or as I like to call him, Rasta. He the manliest of all of us. He fights to protect people without a single thought about himself. I may call myself a man, but lil' Rasta's the real man here. What I'm trying to say is not all guys are bad. As the old saying goes, "Don't judge a book by its cover." Sure, there's always guys out there who are jackasses, but if you get to know us, you'll discover that we're not all that bad."

Magna drew in a deep breath after his little speech. He was right. All Sol had done her whole life was judge men based on how she had experienced them throughout her earlier years. If she could get to know guys, maybe she might find one who's not so bad. Sol ended that train of thought as she glanced over at Magna. He's a short punk with glasses, but he's not so bad. I guess becoming friends with him isn't the worst thing in the world.

#black clover #magna swing #sol marron #magna x sol

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jq37 · 4 years

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The Royal Report– A Crown of Candy Ep 1

There Is Strength in Sweetness

Much like the years, the seasons of D20 start coming and they don’t stop coming. Fantasy High: Sophomore Year is barely in the record books and we’re already jumping into our new season--the Game of Thrones/Candyland mashup: A Crown of Candy!

If y’all have been with me since Sophomore Year then you know that I did very in depth recaps of every episode with a very specific format but I’m gonna try something new for this season.

The format might change a little between episodes as I figure out what works best so bear with me but the plan is to do more highlights and opinions than a blow by blow. But, like, we’ll see what happens.

So, anyway, saddle up your Meep and let’s visit Candia--one of the six kingdoms of the land of Calorum (aka: a fridge. We see you Brennan, it’s a fridge). Twenty years ago, the Ravening Wars wreaked havoc but they’re currently in a time of peace which (mostly) everybody is psyched about.

Meet the Family

This is not a new observation but, while most seasons of Fantasy High focus on found family, this season is all about family-family, specifically, the royal family of Candia and their associates.

We’re first introduced to Murph’s character--Sir Theobald Gumbar (Level 3 Eldritch Knight)--who is the a huge, golden-armored, gummy bear, leader of the Tartguard, protector of the royal family, and the logical endpoint of Murph’s lawful good predilections. Sir Theo is, of course, on time with bells on for the big Saint’s Day/Coming of Age birthday party for the twin princesses of House Rocks. Unfortunately, he’s clearly never seen The Little Mermaid because when the heralds announce the princesses, they don’t show up. Frustrated, he goes to try and find them.

The first place he checks is with Zac’s character, Chancellor Lapin Cadbury (Level 3 Celestial Warlock). He is (in no particular order) the royal tutor, a chocolate bunny, an official of the main state sanctioned church of Calorum (the Bulbian Church), and a pompous ass. Oh, one more thing? He and Theobald can’t stand each other. There is nothing funnier than two very proper grown men who hate each other's guts. Sir Theo shows up to his classroom where the princesses are having a lesson--or at least they’re supposed to be. Further inspection shows that they’ve just left two straw dummies in their place. Classic.

So, we pan out to the city to meet my favorite characters so far (I absolutely play favorites but I also disclose when I’m doing it so I think I’m in the clear) the twin princesses/chaos gremlins--Jet and Ruby Rocks (both level 1 Rogues) played by Emily and Siobhan. Theo may not have seen The Little Mermaid but the twins have def seen Aladdin, because their number one pastime seems to be escaping the palace to roam the city--hilariously illustrated when they chuck a gem into a peasant's bag and his reaction is a super nonplussed, “Guess the princesses escaped again.” They’re got the Disney Princess-itis really bad because both of them feel stifled by palace life and want more--specifically, Jet wants to be a warrior and resents having been born in peacetime (especially since she’s slightly older and in line for the throne) and Ruby wants to run off and join the circus as an acrobat. They are total twin BFFs to the point that their Thieves Cant has been reskinned to Twinspeak which is a detail I love so much (and that will become unspeakably tragic if something happens to one of them Brennan).

Jet gets a letter from her secret crush Thad, an Avocado from Fructera (these are the sentences I am being forced to write this season folks) and schemes with Ruby about how they can get to Comida (the capital city) to meet him--possibly by sweet talking Theobald which is easy because he’s so thirsty for respect. Sure enough, Theobald and Lapin soon find them, following their path of destruction and the princesses are brought back to the castle.

Back at the castle, we’re introduced to Lou’s character--King Amethar Rocks (Level 3 Storm Herald Barbarian)--who is having a somber moment, surrounded by the statues of his four older sisters who died in the Ravening Wars, leading his reluctant taking of the throne. He’s interrupted by Lord Calroy (his right hand guy and a full ass talking slice of cake because Brennan is trying to break me this season but I refuse to give him the satisfaction) who lets him know that his daughters have escaped and his delighted reaction immediately lets us know which side of the family they take after.

Finally (at least wrt PCs), we meet Ally’s character--Liam Wilhelmina of House Jawbreaker (Level 2 Ranger) who is a political prisoner/ward of House Rocks and a soft, outdoorsy, mountain kid who is perpetually followed around by his pet pig--Peppermint Preston whose death will absolutely force to me to Google “Best Denny’s Parking Lots for Fistfights.” He misses his dad but not his dick brothers because Ally isn’t allowed to have a fully happy family in any season. Liam is from the disgraced House Jawbreaker and his brothers seem to expect him to try and off the King while he’s in their orbit. While he’s in the woods, looking for seeds (as one does) he finds and accidentally breaks an important looking teacup, which we’ll get back to.

The other important character we meet this episode is an NPC--Queen Caramelinda, mother of the princesses, wife of Amethar, and keeper of 100% of the impulse control of House Rocks. She’s the main disciplinarian to Jet and Ruby, the clear decision-maker in the kingdom, and the only literate one out of her and her husband. She also seems to be the only character that respects Lapin’s authority.

An Inciting Incident

So, with all our characters assembled, all that’s left is the plot hook which Caramelinda provides in the form of a personal letter from Emperor Gustavo--the head honcho of the entire realm and his old friend--to Amethar. He’s not doing well health-wise and he needs to name an heir that’s not related to him at a big tourney that he’s personally inviting Amethar to. Amethar is a little slow on the uptake but Caramelinda eventually connects to dots for him that it seems very likely that Gustavo is going to name him emperor.

Amethar is not vibing with that information at all but Caramelinda basically holds him by the ear until he reluctantly agrees to go--though he insists that Ruby and Jet also come along to keep him company. Caramelinda only agrees on the condition that Lapin goes with. She also invites Liam (who is caught off guard but game) and Sir Theo is basically going by default. Caramelinda is staying home to hold down the fort but the talking slice of cake is going because Brennan hates me and doesn’t want me to be happy.

The traveling party is chosen, the twins have been gifted with sick, inherited weapons from their aunts: Flickorice--the Twizzing Blade (Jet) and Sourscratch--the Puckering Bow (Ruby). It’s almost time to be off, but there’s still one last thing to get to before we leave the twins’ party.

Lapin, feeling the pull of something broken (told you we’d get back to it) subtly makes his way outside, but is followed by Jet and Liam. Now, if you remember, I said earlier that Lapin is an official of the Bulbian church. Which is why it’s so surprising for Jet and Liam to see him talking to the Sugarplum Fairy, a deity of the Sweetening Path--a non-sanctioned more animistic religion that really only has sway in Candia. He fixes the teacup and then she appears, telling him that he’ll need to be wary once he leaves her sphere of influence and that boldness will be required in the days to come. Lapin, who seems to be having this conversation very begrudgingly, asks if she’s asking him to do anything in an official capacity and she smiles and says that she’s not asking for her third wish(!). Then what does she want? She wants him to know that there is great risk in what he is doing, but not acting is the greater risk. The coming challenges will be great, but he must protect the royal family or all is lost. She wouldn't have used her second wish to bring him to them if that weren’t the case. They hustle back and spill this to Ruby, obvs.

Anyway, onward! The next day, the caravan is set up and--with a warning about a sugar free chocolate warlock (ominous, as sugar free chocolate always is) they’re on their way to meet their escort out of Candia. Ruby decides to do her acrobat thing and is hanging out on top of the carriage instead of inside it as she and Jet “subtly” (read:not at all) bring up the Sugarplum Fairy to Lapin to see if he cracks.

Suddenly, the caravan stops. There’s a tree felled in the path, which really only means one thing in this kind of story.

Ambush.

Ruby, outside of the carriage and unprotected, takes 16 points of damage and is fully down with a failed death save due to some unknown effect. The carriage is riddled with arrows.

Everyone rolls for initiative and that takes us into a new (sure to be recurring) segment I’m calling:

Things I’m Concerned About

I’m concerned about Jet and Ruby (and not just because I’ve been worried about Ruby for a while due to things the cast has said and because she fully *died* this episode). They have their genres so wrong. They think they’re Disney movie protagonists but they’re in Game of Thrones and they don’t know it. Being Wrong Genre Savvy is a BAD position to find yourself in. Carriage surfing shenanigans don’t fly in a world that wants you dead.

OK, Carameinda. I’m inclined to be pro-Caramelinda. Like, she’s the hardass but she needs to be because Amethar isn’t helping run the kingdom. If this was a different story, she wouldn’t give me any pause but I read Macbeth and feel some light Lady Macbeth vibes. Gonna be keeping an eye on her.

Calroy and Sir Toby (didn’t mention him, he’s a slightly lower ranked Gummi Bear guard and friends with Theo). In a story like this, I’m looking for the possible betrayals before I get blindsided and the only people who can really betray you are people who are supposedly loyal to you. Calroy had a little aside with Amethar about how he shouldn’t be the Emperor if he doesn’t want to be--which isn’t wrong but is also something someone angling to keep him off the throne for other reasons would say--and Sir Toby decided to stay behind to help hold down the fort--again, either an innocuous decision, or angling to be left alone and to his own devices.

Whatever is going on with the Sugarplum Fairy and Lapin? Do not care for that one bit. I understand that a Warlock pact is mechanically very similar to a Paladin oath and a Celestial Warlock pact is even moreso but guess what? Still don’t trust it. I know Ruby’s Arcana check said that she’s generally a chill spirit but I still don’t trust it. And getting Wishes from your follower? Weird and suspicious. What’s your game, lady?

Emperor Gustavo apparently has a daughter who is barred by law from taking the throne when he dies. That sounds like a very strong motive for *something* at some point down the line.

I’m a little concerned Jet is being catfished by this Avocado. First of all, not a sentence I thought I’d ever write. Second of all, I’m probably just being paranoid. But that feels like a great way to get a princess alone for kidnapping or shanking or something.

Update: Brennan did an AMA and, regarding the previous bullet point he said, and I quote, “You are right to be concerned!” so now I’m concerned about that too! Fun!

I’m concerned about the mechanics of how a slice of cake person works. Slice implies a full cake. Where is the rest of the cake Brennan? Where is it? And, like, Brennan said on the post-show stream that we’re making the “what do they eat?” question weirder than it actually is because we’re made of some of the stuff we eat but hey Brennan? If I could pick a flesh toned and textured apple off a tree? That would be weird, OK? And I’m sorry for everyone else who had to picture that but it had to be said since Brennan is insisting on walking us down this garden path.

I’m concerned about whatever the hell is happening with Liam. Disgraced dad, mom is a shaman of the local fringe religion (Sweetening Path, like Lapin), and his brothers want him to shank the king or something? No way this ends in smiles for everyone.

Brennan said Pyramid of Food so I’m concerned about fruit rollup mummies.

OK but more than anything, I’m concerned about the death rules of this game. Death in D&D is cheap but, in a campaign like this, it can’t be. I’m not super well versed in GoT but it’s my understanding that resurrection in that series is possible but rare. Brennan said he specifically didn’t let Ally stock certain healing spells and that’s very telling about how things are gonna be handled. I guess we’ll see in the upcoming battle episode how that works but my general thought is, I hope everyone made interesting backup characters.

Five More Things

So, my thoughts on the new characters. I love Ruby and Jet with my entire heart. Watching Emily and Siobhan roleplay sisters and enable each other and hype each other up is so fun--or it would be if I wasn’t low key bracing to lose one of them sooner rather than later. Zac playing against type and Murph playing to type are both fantastic. I want nothing more than for Theobald and Lapin to continue sniping at each other. I hope that’s the first PvP fight of D20. Amethar is a lot of fun but clearly in over his head and I’m interested to see where he’s pushed. Liam is literally just vibing. Hope he doesn’t have to commit regicide!

God, the House Rocks PCs are such a disaster family. I love it. The moment when Calroy comes in and is like, “The princesses have escaped,” and Amethar breaks into a grin and is like, “Dude, that’s so dope!” I was like OH, so it’s *all* of them, huh. But, honestly, this should have been on the “Things I’m Concerned About” list because come on. They’ve not all gonna make it. And then we’re gonna have to watch the remaining family members react to that? Oh no.

Love Ruby’s bow. I have a player in my game who also has a magic bow that produces energy arrows because, truly, who has the time to deal with the logistics of how many arrows you had left after last fight? Magic arrows. Boom, done. Next.

Getting bagged on by your Patron for not having a spell when she’s the one who gives you your spells is so funny. Also, Mending isn’t a Warlock spell which makes it even funnier.

**I’ve given myself a 3k word limit on all of these to try to put some boundaries on myself but, Lol, prize to the first who guesses closest to the first episode I break that rule.**

#a crown of candy #a crown of candy spoilers #dimension 20 #dimension 20 spoilers #the royal report #listen I don't hate calroy #I hate the *implications* of calroy

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AH ChitChat Notes 3 22 21

Chitchat 32221 with Jeremy , michael and matt ft disembodied voices of lindsay and maybe kaden , gus in chat and joins

Jeremy: Kaden spoke up because of donuts earlier… Michael: Jacks time is over now… but he will be on stream later. Jeremy: oh yeah schedule. Slight last minute changes doing Fall Guys first cuz S4 came out… me michael lindsay and matt did a letsplay in it earlier today … gus will be doing fall guys this stream (eyyy)... oh yeah and i wanna impersonate what jack does. Matt: do it. Jeremy: and if you're watching on the site we can see your chat like FatHippoHippo wrote BET in all capitals … yeah i just wanted to get into the spirit and be like “what would jack do, what would he think is funny” and that was it. Lindsay: alsoone of those WWJD bracelets from the 90s What Would Jack Do… (matt: ive repurposed them) Jeremy: so how are you doing? Lindsay: good weekend i guess , just telling Matt we watched Big Hero 6 yesterday (Jeremy: aw hell yell) still an awesome movie , kids loved it. Jeremy: where they scared of - idk if he has a name the kabuki villain… *looking it up* apparently its Yokai… guess they never really say it cuz that's generic. Lindsay: that's VERY generic. Michael: IVE GOT TO TAKE THIS CALL *facecam becomes void* Jeremy: ok spoiler alert for Big Hero 6 but just looking at the wiki… it makes an audacious claim. It says “professor robert calahan OR ALSO BETTER KNOW as his villain name Yokai”... is it? Lindsay: well its based on a comic right so i guess canonically he has a name…. But to answer your question No they werent scared … anyway something we noticed upon rewatching is that 2 characters before a MAJOR event happens to the fistbump… but DON'T do the explosion… like oooohhh foreshadowing. Michael: not really foreshadowing if they keep doing it throughout the movie , if anything its foreshadowing that like… hell… whats the robots name - baymax learning it… not really foreshadowing the building explodes (gen notes MAJOR EVENT) … what blew my mind was that movie has a post credits scene. Jeremy: oh yeah was it like with the dudes father. Michael: Fred yeah! Remember remarking upon them entering the house theres a portrait of the dad and i just went “his dads just Stan Lee… just a portrait of him” Post credits scene and guys talking to painting and - wasn't paying attention but he like hits his head on it and the wall opens up to show a superhero room with paraphernalia everywhere and Stan Lee walks in like “son we got a lot to talk about” Jeremy: Chat asking about if i watched the wrestling PayPerView… remember how i updated you last that the guy died in the ring after being set on fire (Michael: lemme guess hes a zombie now) - yep exactly last night a hand reached up and grabbed someones leg , he came out of the smoke with a melted messed up mask so yeah…. Hes a furry (i think?) zombie clown Michael: hey wait a minute let me read the chat , someone named Gus said “whoa no idea there was a post credit scene” “what is a fastfood restaurant combo wish would open” Lindsay: Miss my KenTaco Hutt… Michael: idk im usually just in the mood for SOMETHING , not looking to combine , only time is when i want a certain food and they don't have the same sides i want other places have . like Sonic is amazing for sides , apps and drinks… don't care for entrees , but if i could get Sonic sides at McDonalds or Taco bell or something.. Jeremy: guess in the same vein id combine Dairy Queen with a lot of places (Matt: i was about to say) to get a BLIZZARD with whatever. Matt: that's how it usually goes anyway , you get the food , you drive by the Dairy Queen and get a desert - you don't get the food at Dairy Queen cuz why - just why Lindsay: i mean theres icecream but there isnt really fastfood places for other deserts… like theres not really a Cake or Cupcake place (Matt: not yet *tilts head at camera like “you know what i want”* ) there IS the cupcake ATM Matt: alright checking the google… Michael: Matts checking the driving distance. Jeremy: another questions whil matts looking up cakes (Matt: oh i already have it) nevermind then. Conware asks “what is your fave controller for console and whats fave controller you own” Jeremy: Idk really… i know for a while everyones was the Elite 2 Michael: yeah just most comfortable. Matt: well that's like a specialty type… if its a stock one then the switch pro controller is pretty good. Michael: i mean i also have this 8Bit do SNES bluetooth controller thing , love it Lindsay: i love the nintendo switch controller grip… makes it feel like it curves comfy around your palms Jeremy: the XBOX sea of thieves one is great (Matt: i was about to say…) got a glow in the dark skull in the middle , RT is like a gold tooth , is partly see through Matt: and it comes with some exclusive stuff for Sea of Thieves Lindsay: yeah like Motion Sickness. Matt: i got one that's just a donut. Lindsay: gave me an idea… you know how theres Pez Dispensers (matt: heard of them) yeah and how you don't really even use them right you just eat the candy and play with the thing ( *matt nods approvingly* yeah about right) what if we invent a controller where every once in a while it opens up to give a snack. (Matt: yeah like everytime you get an achievement, Jeremy: yeah i did good! Just go up to the controller and eat it) “You Are Good Boy” Matt: be funnier if it just throws at you “everyone have a fave seasons and followup do you like seasons where you grew up or where you are now?” Jeremy: i mean springs probably my fave its easy to be outside , not boiling hot nor snow everywhere… great time to camp and fish , falls cool with changing colors… texas is like “do you want REALLY hot or hot?” Michael: i do really like Fall on the East Coast but its like - yeah i miss it and its nice to be there when it happens where its light jacket weather. I used to wear sweatshirts all the time - i don't bother with long sleeves in texas cuz i know im taking it off within 30 min… never knew about the Water Cup thing until i lived in texas where restaurants just HAVE water cups… blew my mind its free - because people will drop dead . noticed they just have this seperate stack of clear cups which is i guess like “i BETTER not see any soda in that cup THAT'S A WATER CUP!”. I don't like it when its 105 degrees but i do like being able to just wear Tshirts most of the year and not dealing with snow Lindsay: i like Fall the most cuz like its blend of i guess i embrace the basic bitch stereo types of fall , want my pumpkin spice latee but ALSO i know halloween is coming and ive said before how THAT'S like my religious holiday so like… i come alive. Matt: probably fall , maybe winter. I don't go out much but fall is like the right amount of cool but not TOO cool. Jeremy: over the weekend me and kat went to a town called rockfort (i think?) which is like right on the ocean , the weather was a little cold for it , like 50 maybe and the sea breeze made it chillier… im not really a beach person just more water. You say beach and you think like Boogie Boarding Bros (Michael: whoooaah boogie. Lindsay: beach volleyball) yeah .. id reather be on a rocky shore than a sandy beach. Michael: youd rather be like a mermaid sitting on the rocks *jeremy laughs loud* is that what you're saying Jeremy: yeah Matt: attracting sailors to their DOOM Lindsay: i gotta send you a link but theres this one TikTokker i guess that i watch that talks about that an eastern european beach she went to and was like “i cant wait to go on my beach outting yeah!” and she gets there its rocky , really windy , noones there and goes “ooh its really cold” Matt: depends the kind of beach to me… for me East Coast beaches SUCK *jeremy nods yep* its water you cant see anything in its terrible Lindsay: that's also texas beaches , all brown. Matt: its just one of those things where you get in the water and your like “ok… at anymoment i could be attacked by everything around me” Michael: well that can happen on land too matt (Gen Notes WELCOHME TA JOISEY!!!) (paraphrasing jeremy here) Jeremy: theres this guy who flys a drone out over beaches into the ocean , and he released the footage… apparently due to there being a lot less people now theres just Great White Sharks that go relatively close to beaches now… there are times where hes filming people playing and like 10 ft away is a fucking shark ya know just swimming. And cuz they're really far away hed be like “id see it , film it , then go to a lifeguard and show it like “oh btw…” “ Michael: so you know 2 hours ago someone may have been eaten. MattL he should put a speaker on the drone to like announce the sharks like HEY! DEATH OUT THERE!. Lindsay: “whats that Dronie? Theres a shark in the water?!?” Jeremy: and it was funny seeing that behavior where everyonce and a while a shark would be swimming then someone would do something near it not seeing the shark and the shark just goes “fuck dat” and swims away MattL god dude…. So close to death *gus joins* Lindsay: oh you're the guy who was like Texas beaches have Tar Gus: oh yeah i grew up in texas and i thought all beaches were like that just “oh you don't sit on the tar”

#text #gen notes #ah #achievement hunter #chit chat #chitchat #march 2021 #michael jones #jeremy dooley #stream #live stream #notes #idk what else to tag #qna #for later

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GUESS WHAT TIME IT IS

IT’S RAPIDFIRE UNDERTOW CHARACTER RUNDOWN TIME YEEHAW LET’S GO

YOU CAN READ IT IF YOU LIKE

the setting: who the fuck knows

the time period: who the FUCK knows

the premise: amnesiac youth acquires a magically-enhanced sentient truck that runs on stories. because of reasons, she then embarks on a weird cross-country roadtrip, meeting equally weird people and investigating strange phenomena and curious magical goings-on. there is a ragtag gang of misfits and some world-saving involved also. and some dogs. yep

important caveat: this entire story is just my self-indulgent daydream universe. literally the entire thing? just for funsies. it’s my catch-all for ideas that don’t fit elsewhere. it’s my ridiculous worldbuilding melting-pot! it’s an excuse to string whatever wholesome and angsty moments I like together with whatever weird shit I think would be fun

the only motive behind anything I do in Undertow is “why the fuck not?” and that’s totally valid imo

and here we go. long post ahoy

the bastards:

ASTER (they/she): Conveniently amnesiac protagonist! Aroace and genderqueer! Woke up one day on the side of the road with the keys to a weird truck that runs on stories instead of fuel, and now uses delivery driving work as an excuse to careen all about the country collecting friends and solving magical mysteries. Vaguely clairvoyant and can ~speak~ with the energy-flow of the universe. Dresses like they’ve fallen straight out of a cyberpunk anime. Chatty, over-excited, impulsive. Extremely full of love.

important tunes: “overture” by sleeping at last, “timebomb” by walk the moon (weird choice for an aroace character but bear with me)

KIT (he/him): Not the first random Aster gets into shenanigans with but the first who tags along for further shenanigans and also becomes a protagonist. Pan. Wouldn’t know what a gender was if it punched him in the face. Highly skilled necromancer who straight-up doesn’t believe in magic, currently trying to fulfil the dying wish of his late wife (to reanimate a t-rex). Awkward and standoffish and lonely, tries to pretend he’s cool but just really really isn’t. Would rather set his entire self on fire than admit he considers Aster his best friend. Schizotypal synesthete whose fashion sense can be described as “how many clothes can I layer on top of each other before I physically cannot move?”

important tunes: “body” by mother mother, “hunting season” by fences, “necromancin dancin” by bear ghost

MEG (she/her): Mad scientist mechanic who does tonnes of magical illegal shit to cars for funsies. An expert on bizarre vehicles! This is the person you talk to if you, idk, happen across a strange truck with sentience that eats stories. She hates people and lives completely isolated in the middle of fuck-off nowhere with sixteen dogs. Completely unhinged. Thinks clothes are for losers so wears as few of them as possible and I want NO ONE making this a weird sexual thing. She’s just a feral bastard maniac. She’s living my weird feral bastard in the woods dreams. She has no interest in labelling her sexuality or gender, but both can be accurately summed up with “how dare you fucking look at me”

important tunes: “the machine” by lemon demon, “a mask of my own face” by lemon demon............ there’s just....... lemon demon songs here ok........ I haven’t yet found the songs with the Peak Meg Energies

NOLAN (he/him): Bastard. Chaotic bastard. Is of some relation to Kit, possibly an older brother, possibly just some dude who decided Kit looked like a fun person to annoy for all eternity. Speaks entirely in riddles and cryptic poems, loves needless melodrama. Dresses like he’s going to the beach even when he isn’t. He has zero motives beyond fun and chaos and boredom, which sometimes leads to him working with the protagonists and sometimes leads to him actively sabotaging them. Role in the story ranges from “genuinely terrifying villain” to “weird almost-friend who hangs around with the heroes even though no one invited him and is just a general endearing nuisance”. Literally cannot die, because he has some seriously impressive and terrifying subconscious reality-bending powers and it does not occur to him that he can die. So he doesn’t. Unrelated, he’s the only Undertow character besides Beth who canonically dies.

important tunes: “complicated creation” by cloud cult, “when he died” by lemon demon (peak Nolan chaotic energies)

BAKER (he/him): Meg’s apprentice? Meg’s assistant? Doesn’t really know that much about cars and I think he landed in the role because he misread the job advertisement, but he tries to be helpful anyway. Very small lesbian. Possibly some form of vampire except in reverse? Listen. I don’t know that much about Baker but one key fact is that he’s solar-powered and sometimes he’ll just lie down on the floor unconscious mid-task and you have to haul him over your shoulder and lob him into the sunlight and wait for his energy to recharge. Easily flustered, hardworking, pleasant enough but not super great at Peopling. Also gets possessed at one stage but he gets better so it’s nbd

important tunes: “pink smoke” by the scary jokes, “featherstone” by the paper kites

???????? (??/??): The main villain. The big bad. I have no idea if this is a thing that has a physical form or if it’s just an abstract floaty intangible concept. This is the thing that briefly possesses Baker. This is also the thing that one-shot kills Nolan. Possibly it’s some kind of river-surface reflection monster that steals your face and becomes a fucked up version of you except it accidentally reflected some kind of ancient god and now the whole world is screwed. Possibly it’s the gradual marching of the universe towards death except that marching gained sentience and is incredibly frightened. Who the FUCK knows. Not me.

important tunes: “dead moon” by brick + mortar, “ruler of everything” by tally hall

other bastards who exist. vaguely. probably:

CARDS (xe/xem): Gentle, patient, good at growing herbs and reading tarot cards. Xe’s married to Meg. Literally no one knows this because they hardly ever interact and they don’t live together and when they do interact people are generally like “huh, Meg doesn’t seem to despise Cards quite as much as she despises everyone else” but like. They’re happily married. Also xe’s called Cards because xir last name is “Cardone”. This is a fact that I stole from someone I’ve met in real life, because no one is safe from my terrible thieving writer hands

BETH (she/her): Kit’s late wife. She’s a ghost. She has lots of opinions about things. She’s not here in the story because of any necromancy or raising the dead on Kit’s part. She refuses to die out of pure spite. She’s got shit to do. She likes heavy metal and writing romance novels. These are currently the only facts I know about her. Thank you

FERRIS (she/her): Her last name is Wheel. She is a character I created specifically because I realised that Ferris Wheel is a name that you could actually for real name someone. I can’t decide if it’s funnier if this character’s name is Ferris Wheel in a world where ferris wheels exist but she herself has never been exposed to the concept of one so she doesn’t understand why all the other characters are like “??????” when they first meet her, or if this character’s name is Ferris Wheel in a world that is essentially just Earth But Magic, save for the fact that the exact, specific concept of a ferris wheel was never invented. Also she’s a businesswoman.......... also she can levitate...... also she’s a lesbian

ok that’s it bye thanks love you

#this is not all the characters by any means but this is like #the main ragtag gang of misfits who somehow end up teaming up to stop the destruction of the world or whatever #for one reason or another #with the exception of the main villain of course LMAO #anyway this is just like......#the most inconvenient way i could ever relay any amount of information #while i was typing this i was like #''this would all be so much easier to parse if it was in comic sans powerpoint format''#and now that all this information is here like......... this is the info that would go in the powerpoint anyway #but the FACT of the matter IS that i'm lazy #and i only have good drawings done of aster kit and meg #anyway #ta-da #undertow #there's a lot going on in this post I'm sorry idk if any of this is like.................#interesting? to anyone who's not me?? but i thought it would b fun anyway #this is another one where u can play the fun game of ''can u spot the shameless self-projection?''#river monster is actually the envisioned villain i had for Ruby Pace Floats Down The River but who fuckin knows if #THAT'S a wip that's ever going to be acknowledged by me #river monster is not shameless self projection #it's important to me that you know i am not a river monster #thank you #the only important fact in this entire post is that Baker is small enough to be picked up and carried with ease

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CS Season 3 Thoughts...

Okay, overall?? Kinda disappointed, like a lot of people. Only five episodes, its been covered. Its disappointing. But lets go over them, shall we...

The Luchadora Tango Caper

Overall thoughts? Well, this season seems so....separated? Kind of out of character and disconnected. I’ll go over why at the end.

Haha, do the Cleaners do everything?? They can cook, rig explosives, kidnap people, play bagpipes, fly a helicopter...is technology really their weakness? Oops. That’s not for another few episodes.

Poor Cleo. She seems rather out of character in this season too. All she wants is to be warm. Throughout, she seems so...almost inexperienced? Where’s the sharp-tongued, sarcastic, delicate in taste and style Cleo we know? She’s there in places.....just...

They faked us out. I thought we were going to see Carmen tangoing. Also, is it just me, or is there a lot of...leg wrapping...this season..?

Ah yes, thank you, musical cues, I was worried Shadow-san had torn Carmen to pieces since Season 3. That’s her triumph score; maybe its like a “welcome back to cs” or something. Honestly, the whole “she’s been missing all summer” seems weird and unexplained, and unnecessary.

Does Veracruz exist? Yes, it does, how did that fly under our radars?

“I have his eyes” tore me to bits. Oh my gosh what a line. She’s seeing her father for the first time.

Thank you for showing us the 10 passports and giving us some pictures, we will never hear anything about Dexter or Vera after this episode again

She was an adorable baby and Carmen acknowledging this is hilarious

“Who may I have the pleasure of declining?” is another really funny line to me

This fight between Carmen and Spinkick has no suspense and its really a bad one to be honest, but holy crap Spinkick can dent stone lol

It makes a lot of sense that Catching Carmen Sandiego 101 is a class now, lol. I really want to see it. That- those fights were horrible by the way. Does Shadowsan know how to use the bolas? Because we know Carmen sure can’t.

Coach sure does like making messes and ruining tables

Ivy is so supportive this season and I am here for it. Kinda unlike Zack who is just “Hi, I hate fish and I misunderstand names” guy.

Yeah Maelstrom, what the hell did you let her walk for? Brunt easily captured her and you want to enforce sketchy psychological doubts in her mind? What?

Don’t show your face, Maelstrom says to Brunt. You know. After kidnapping a law enforcer with apparently perfect face memory recall who now has your face plastered all over wanted posters. Oh, and that Lutedor you knocked out didn’t see your face either

There is so much indirect calling Carmen good looking this season? What? I mean she is but it is so weird

Zack saying juicy steaks is so so uncomfortable

Carmen is so disengaged this season???? *Finds a link to her mother and pictures of her father* oh its another *sad sigh* link to my past. *Wow, you look like your mother, and I knew her, and her name!* Oh. Can you tell me about her.. Family is Carmen’s main trigger and source of steam in s1 and, mostly, s2. Now we get actual parts about it and she seems like she doesn’t care.

HAHA! Julia even gets her own little entrance with music and “camera” angles. And she is SO dismissively sassy sometimes in this season, I love what little we do get of her. I mean it is REALLY out of character, she hardly ever gets sassy/angry. But everyone is out of character so what the hell might as well enjoy it

“We have a fresh Carmen sighting!” Devineaux: “Haha!” Julia: *sigggggghhh* Julia girl, whats up? Please don’t leave forever. I know you said your head was in the game but your heart wasn’t, but? What? Why? Your heart seems to have been in it in season 2! Did you have a really bad summer??

Player has a space alien and a sock on his dresser and why am I not surprised

Okay, Carmen, because sitting down against a door you’re waiting to open (and you have waited for three seconds) is a great thing to do

Hahhaha Player. “I’m sorry, did you not attend a school for thieves?” Carmen is so sad though “Hey, just broke into your house, I’m your long lost daughter” and she should be sadder about the long lost daughter thing!??! It is so out of character!?!?

And so, Uncatchable Master Super Thief Carmen Sandiego breaks into an unknown house without checking it for people or weapons, after waiting three seconds to be let in. What? What?

The casual use of “mommy” and “daddy” is so, so very strange and I hate it a lot

*Snort* Zack and Ivy are doing their best but it is sot hard to see how they got caught by VILE in TSONTS

jgkjjdf Ivy just slings Zack to the floor and he can not move her an inch

I love Lupe a lot and I hope she returns

Carmen is more wholesome in this season too, it seems, probably because of this whole disengaged character shift but its cute

Devineaux *s t r u t s*

I would be concerned if Chief hadn’t made him take the driving course but I was still terrified for Julia’s life ALSO JULIA JUST. ROLLS HER EYES SASSY QUEEN

How is it that Zack and Ivy haven’t been arrested or killed yet, they have been seen so many times with her

Ah, yes. The famed roses scene. Okay, fine, fine....ugh

Julia is looking for Carmen behind because she learned her lesson with Devineaux! yes

Julia knows what is up but Devineaux gesturing at the trophies is pretty funny

Carmen just gets yoinked off her feet by Brunt and it is the most concerned she has been all season and will be all season because getting lifted off your feet in a crowded public place with strong friends and lawmen all around is much scarier than being electrocuted, kidnapped, and gagged on a plane going to an unknown location

Coach Brunt was the Imposter

“This isn’t your fight,” Carmen says, instead of accepting help from the woman who she has seen easily lift probably 300 pounds or more to help her get rid of the lady who’s tried to murder her like twice and nearly succeeded

Oh my gosh Devineaux actually spots her peeking out and recognizes her instead of blindly following Zack/Ivy and Carmen is PEEKING OUT WHY

Carmen is handcuffed and its really funny She just drags him along like later would be a much better time for her fhdgfkhdhsf Also she is much funnier when she threatens people with a bumbling idiot cuffed to her wrist, although he is much less of a bumbling idiot this season, I must say

Of. Course. Carmen has a device which just unlocks handcuffs why wouldn’t she?!

How is Devineaux not dead

HAHA SHE JUST EXAPSERATEDLY DRAGS HIM AWAY “COME ON DEVINEAUX” that is quiet honestly hilarious to me like “My god why do I have to keep dragging you out of stupidly dangerous situations involving Brunt where you get injured”

Oh? Did they rehearse Lupe jumping off Carmen’s back? Lupe had no way to know Carmen was strong or steady enough to handle that

Saira cackling at Brunt getting beat up is the best thing I’ve ever witnessed and she is drawing a thief cat oh my god

Did Lupe still win if that wasn’t her opponent and she had help from Carmen and a debatably helpful policeman

Julia my child what happened to you? Why are you like Zari now?

Devineaux just can’t keep a car in good condition ever can he? I love how Julia just stands there covering her mouth with her hands

My god Carmen are you going to tell your story and motives to every person you meet this season? Oh? Yes? Oh, okay

No, Brunt, not a single soul saw your face. Nope.

VILE is so, so very unsinister during most of these episodes. They went from murder and trauma to pumpkin carving and nougat

Well, anyway. I’ll do more episodes coming soon.

#carmen sandiego #carmen sandiego season three #carmen sandiego spoilers #carmen sandiego season three spoilers #spoilers

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neoyi · 4 years

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Hi!!! Do you still take asks for hc? If so, could you tell your headcanons about minor character? (Like King Knight's mom, Baz, Reize, etc. Maybe even The Enchantress!)

Sure! This one will be a bit quicker since I got to sleep soon.

*I don’t know what King Mom did back in her youth, but clearly she did not miss a chance to lift weights. There’s a point in the game where she’s carrying a scared King Pridemoor. Perhaps lifting AND holding her child (let’s face it, all the way to his adult years) over the years has given her excellent physical strength.

*It was impromptu how the Wandering Travelers met and functioned as a group. Reize, Baz, Phantom Striker, and Mr. Hat just happened to be in the same road when they were ambushed by a sea of Liquid Samurai, leftovers from the Enchantress. Battle they did and along with it, rest.

They intended to part ways the next day, but found it functional to travel together. Striker’s idea. He was keen on defeating the remaining pieces of the Enchantress and with his age catching up to him, he decided safety in numbers. All of them were eager to join, Reize because he wanted to be a good hero, Baz because it was yet another group he could belong in, and Mr. Hat because there were still hats to be found.

Striker was more or less the leader, though he largely kept it discreet. Reize often took on a “Take Charge” personality as you’d expect of a rambunctious fourteen-year-old. He was the one giving the Power of Friendship speeches, always cheering that they as a band were undefeated because they had each other and a pure spirit, etc. How could Striker take that away from the child? So he’d chuckle and wave his arm, “Lead on, my boy.”

Though he was the youngest, the Wandering Travelers didn’t really have to babysit Reize as much as they thought. Oh, he jumped head first and often misinterpret people’s intent. He was young and naive, with much to learn (and taught the three did for the boy), but he was largely independent and took cared of himself. Really, it was BAZ they had to keep an eye on.

At some point or another, they just became a group. Their weren’t always together - sometimes they split up because they had their own goals to achieve - but they’d reunite daily and more adventures were to be had.

*Mr. Hat is likely the strongest being in existence. Who is he? I don’t know. I think it’s better and funnier NOT knowing what this guy is. He may or may not be mortal, but he is a being of mystery and high strangeness. As long as he has a singular hat on his head, he can absorb that person’s abilities and perhaps a bit of their memories. Living in a world filled with hat-wearers means he has a variety to work with.

The world is so lucky that Hat’s only defining obsession is to obtain as many hats as possible. If he had any awareness of just how powerful he is and what he could do with it, then maybe the Valley would have more to fear than even the Enchantress herself...

*The Enchantress would have done more - might have even won and successfully taken over the world - if she did had possessed someone who was weak-willed. She unfortunately took over Shield Knight, a woman of strong conviction and determination. Shield Knight knew she was trapped, but for the longest time, not sure why. She just knew she had to fight and keep on fighting. Whenever Shield Knight felt something was off, she acted accordingly. This frustrated the Enchantress to no end who, damning of all, felt a tinge of emotion from this mortal that sometimes stayed her hand. Moments of rare hesitation and decision making have sabotaged her plan because she chose Shield Knight and it angered her.

*Luan was an excellent thief and he was very excellent because he learned from his misguided youth. So he could only look amused when he caught a young thief - perhaps no more than sixteen, certainly a teenager - trying to steal the very same item he was. And poorly at that. Oh, he had vast potential, but he lacked subtlety. This kid was flashy and prone to mocking his opponents openly as he pilfered.

When the two were forced to work together, Luan immediately lend a guiding hand, “We need to cooperate if we’re going to get out of this mess.” But the boy would have none of it, “I can get out just fine! Besides, you are the one who had the gall to take what I was trying to steal!”“Who are you?” Luan asked.“None of your business.”

Luan chuckled, then with a swiftness the younger thief could not see, he made off with his wallet.

“Thieves would do better than to carry their own identity,” Luan peeked inside, gave off a mild look of surprise, then gently smiled, “Ahh, I see.”The boy screeched, “How did you swipe that so fast?”Luan simply grinned, “You’re talented kid, and fast, But I’m quicker. Now if you want to get out of this mess, we work together and then I’ll return your wallet. And maybe I’ll keep your true identity a secret, too.”

The youth sighed.

“First things first, what do you call yourself?”The thief grinned, even if Luan couldn’t see it in his helmet. He crossed his arms and boldly declared, “I am Propeller Knight, up and coming sky pirate! And don’t you forget it!”

*Reize didn’t quite get what his father meant when he first told him his mother would no longer “return.” She’s gone forever and it would just be the two of them. Reize didn’t understand. Sometimes mommy would go away for a while, but she’d always come back. This confused the poor tyke. At four-years-old, Reize would at best, wait until she came back, optimistically declaring she was off on another adventure. At worst, he’d cry in bed, kicking and screaming, wailing to his father on his mother’s whereabouts.

Shortly after, he came. The man in the blue cape. The man was silent and kept to himself. And yet he was just as boisterous and prideful. He carried an air of aggression that frightened the boy.

Reize did not like that man.

Why was daddy friends with him? And yet the Blue Caped Man did not harm him. Sure, their interaction were minimum to begin with (Reize got the impression the man actively avoided him), but why would such an Angry Man not want to hurt him? He though all Angry People were bad people. Maybe this man isn’t so bad?

Reize approached the Blue-Caped Man one day while the latter was dining alone. He stood on his toes as he grabbed the edge of the table and still only barely saw the top. Reize said nothing until the Blue-Caped Man spotted him.

“...Yes?”Reize said nothing, suddenly terrified.

“Well, out with it?”Reize gasped, then fiddled with his fingers, “umm.. uh...”“Child, if you cannot speak, how will you get anywhere?” The man asked him, sternly, but with a pleasing gentleness Reize never picked up on him before.

“...Um...are you....are you my mommy?”

“Excuse me? Where. Where did you get that idea?” The man asked, confused.

“um well because um mommy goes away a lot. because she has adventure but she always comes back. but then mommy went away for a long time and daddy said she’s not coming back anymore, but mommy always comes back and maybe this time she came back differently. maybe she came back as you. ...so are you my new mommy?”

The Blue-Caped Man stared with a look both aghast and pity. He placed a hand on his head and stuttered, “I- no. I’m not. I’m not your mother.”

“Then...are you a new dad? Another daddy?”

Donovan finally lowered his harsh gaze. He got up from his chair and went on one knee so he was at the child’s level. With a look of sympathy, the Blue-Caped Man placed a hand on Reize’s shoulder.

“I’m not your father. ...But I am going to live here with you and your father, so you can come to me for anything. I will protect you.”

Reize wasn’t afraid anymore.

#shovel knight #specter knight #propeller knight #order of no quarter #neoyi talks #luan seatlan #donovan placentaur

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my-whumpy-little-heart · 4 years

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but sometimes, weakness gives way to strength

Based on thoughts of whumper gatherings around the holidays, karma, and inebriation. Content warning for drunkenness and alcohol.

Whumper was drunk.

Or tipsy at the least; Whumpee couldn’t quite tell. He sauntered in the room, cigarette dangling between his lips and wine glass in his hand. The cheap Santa hat on his head was just one wrong move from falling off. A hand came down to Whumpee, ripping the duct tape gag off their mouth, and fishing the rag out as well.

“How’s the party?” Whumpee deadpanned, muffled conversation and festive music playing in the following silence.

“Never as good as spending time with my favorite spy,” he smiled—a lopsided, too wide grin framing his shining teeth—and leaned down to his bound charge. He stumbled on unstable footing, but recovered quickly and pinched their cheek too hard to be playful.

But still, for the amount of control he had, his eyes were unfocused and hazy. His gait was unsteady, and he was cocky. Finally showing weakness that they could exploit. This was finally the opportunity they needed.

“But, lucky for you~” He took the cigarette from his lips, blowing a stream of smoke into their face, “I’m going to bring my favorite toy down for everyone to play with! It’s in the spirit of the holiday season, of course. And everyone’s already so excited to see you!”

“Can’t wait.” Whumpee kept their usual guise up, looking for an opening to run. Whumper would have to unbind their ankles to get them downstairs, but maybe they could test the waters before then. “Who’s even here, huh? A few amateur thieves such as yourself?”

“Ohhh, be careful with that sloppy tongue, little spy. Be glad I don’t want to do anything before my friends get their hands on you. And, speaking of, those friends just happen to include the most notorious criminal in the city. I’m sure you and him have met?”

“A-ah, I do seem to remember easily deceiving him a time or two, yes.” They had fond memories of getting close to him, but knowing he was here was bad news. Whumpee also had distinct memories of what Criminal did to people he didn’t like, and they weren’t pretty. They’d have to get out before Whumper got them down to the first floor.

“And he’s not especially pleased with that as you might guess. He was just telling me how pleased he’s to finally get his revenge on that, and I quote, ‘backstabbing bastard.’” Doubly bad news: he was already expecting them. They felt their stomach bottom out despite efforts to stay calm, and schooled their expression not to show it. But as they avoided eye contact with their captor, he laughed obnoxiously and it made them flinch. “Oh, don’t even try to hide. I know you’re nervous, so how about you just get over with? You know what they say, ‘face your fears’ and all that.”

He poured the rest of his wine down his throat, finished his cigarette, and stomped it out under his heel. And then Whumper was bending down, sliding strong arms underneath them, and lifting them off the ground bridal style.

“Wh- what’re you doing?! I can walk by myself!” Whumpee squirmed around the hold. This was not the plan. It wasn’t supposed to go like this. He had never even touched them longer than needed, so why were they held so tight against his chest all of a sudden?

“Not with your ankles tied like that, silly.” The words were so fond, they could have been mistaken as comfort if not for them being here completely against their will. “What, did you think I was going to let you walk? Maybe run away? Absolutely not.”

In a flurry of panic, Whumpee channeled all of their strength into their core and sat up against the hands holding them there, knocking heads with Whumper. He grunted in pain and weakened just enough that they could slip from his grip, landing hard on the floor, head spinning and reeling at the spontaneous decision. It was only then that they realized just how screwed they were. Their hands were still tied, metaphorically and literally. They were too disoriented to try and push up to hop or crawl away. And even with the inebriation and head trauma, Whumper was still perfectly capable of dominating them.

“Oh, that is what you were aiming for, hm? Thought I’d be, what, too drunk to take proper care of a prisoner?” he snorted at that one, taking Whumpee by the collar of their shirt and dragging them across the floor, “No, no, no, that’s not me at all. You’ve underestimated me, dearest, and I think [Criminal] should be the one to make you pay for that.”

This was wrong. This was all wrong. Whumpee whined and struggled, pleas desperately escaping against the hand that pulled their body forward, throbbing as they thumped down the stairs, the impact at each one harder against their battered legs than the last.

“Oi! Everyone, gather ‘round!” Whumper shouted above the rowdy talking and conversation below him, and Whumpee’s heart pounded, “Our favorite ex spy has come down to provide some entertainment, in a fantastic duo with [Criminal]! What’s the name of your performance, you two?”

And it was then they looked up and Criminal was already right there. He was at the bottom of the steps, decked out in an ugly sweater, standing tall over Whumpee’s trembling form. Oh, God, they were trembling. This wasn’t supposed to happen. But a large, rough hand came and tilted their chin to look up to the delight of the gathering audience, and they struggled to swallow down their nervousness and tears with the cold eyes staring down at them.

“How ‘bout, ‘Splatters of Ingenious Punishment and Torture, and Also Probably Some Blood?’ Whatta you think about that, my lil’ betrayer?” Everyone laughed despite it not being funny, or even remotely jokelike, and that’s when Whumpee realized that Criminal was smashed out of his mind. His speech was slurred like nobody’s business and they didn’t think they’d ever heard him even make an attempt at a joke in their entire life. And it probably would have been funnier to think about if he hadn’t just pulled a butterfly knife from his pocket and pressed it to their shoulder. But their skin didn’t split just yet, and they couldn’t help but to beg. They knew what was coming. They knew not to underestimate him. And they were scared.

“Please! Don’t do this, please,” They choked on their breath and a sob, windpipe bent uncomfortably at the angle their face was still tilted, “I can’t take it, you don’t- I can’t- please!”

“Oh, you poor thing. I always brought you in to watch over those worse torture sessions, didn’ I?” They didn’t know why they nodded, but they did so anyway because it was the truth and maybe he’d go easier on them if they told the truth… “Well, ’m sure you’ll be glad to hear that I won’t do anything to you like I did to those poor souls.”

Whumpee almost dared to be hopeful at the pause in his words.

“In fact, I think it oughtta be far worse.”

And the knife plunged in, twisted, and he was kicking and sobbing but hands held him down and the pain dragged down and down his skin in a burning fuse that couldn’t possibly be the lead up to something worse. But somewhere deep down he was sure he’d know when it the fuse ended and the bomb truly went off.

#if the title doesn't make sense #it's about the alcohol making whumper and criminal seem weak even though it only made them more vicious and metaphorically strong #eh i tried #whump #tw:alcohol #drunkenness #knives #cuts #whumper gatherings #revenge #my attempts at writing drunk characters having never been drunk before #rip me i just wanted to fulfill my idea lol #oh well happy holidays you guys #might make more holiday whump to post on christmas but i should also be working on Floyd's story so we'll see #fear #crying

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flaim-ita · 4 years

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AU Headcanons: Magical Girl AU! Any series :) or all of them? >.>

…all? Oh yes, ALL. All 30+ Kamen Rider seasons, 40+ Sentai seasons, and 25+ Power Rangers seasons. All I-don’t-have the-number-memorized of Ultraman. Plus misc others including canon magical girl seasons, like live action sailor moon, girls x heroine, etc. In ONE universe… EXCEPT that they’re all magical girls.

- at this point, basically all of Earth has seen magical girl teams fighting for thousands of years. So have other planets, actually. Oh yes, there are different KINDS of magical girls, the sailor Senshi, the Super Sentai, etc, and not all are good. But there’s been an especially strong wave of them since the 70s in Japan and the 90s in the US.

- when they first met Doctor Oliver, Kira, Cora, and Liz never could have imagined that she used to be a magical girl. I mean, how could they, when magical girls just never seem to exist once they’ve grown? Tommie would like to laugh at that, having met magical girls of non-earth Power Rangers and earth based teams from other planets that have far older women who had started, just like her, as far younger girls, but who still came when called, glowing with power. Additional note: Conner Cora is a trans girl and hadn’t realized it yet at the time of Dino Thunder’s formation.

- the older, high school-or-Young-adult Lupinrangers were surprised to find that another, younger lineage of Magical Girls, the girls x Heroine, had a phantom thief team upon their return. Let’s just say that the Phantomirage didn’t immediately know what to think of them, especially Kokomi, but there’s an entertaining crossover battle and Kai takes great pleasure telling Keiko about the heroic phantom thieves who fight evil police later. Also Kai is Lupin Pink instead of Lupin Red. Because I can.

- the power source of Ex-Aid is soul crystals but not like Madoka ones or anything just crystallized pieces of their souls that insert into the characters’ primary Gashats. This is also how the virus works, fully crystallizing a soul inside of a Proto’s game. This made creepier when Poppy goes inside Mighty Action X Origins and finds Kuro Crystalized in his final scream. Or Chihiro looking at Saki’s frozen smile while clenching her Dark Magical Girl Gashat (Taddle Legacy obviously)

- literally I could go one for hours with each and every season I’ve seen but I’ll end with Ankh, Hina, and Eiji being a team of magical girls. Ankh is Tajador, Eiji is Tatoba, and I don’t know about Hina because I am officially Tired. Too Many Magical Girls. Also Rei (Sailor Moon) being Eiji’s older sister, estranged from the family, is an amazing concept I found in a fic once and now it’s funnier because not only are they both heroes, in this setting, they’re magical girls of DIFFERENT LINEAGES

Send me an AU and I’ll write 5 HCs!

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chaniters · 5 years

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Blood in the water

Part 8 of @kruk-art‘s Awan Cormac’s series.

Awan mixes out some detective and thieving along with Steel and Anathema.

Tried to write up something a bit funnier this time too!

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“It’s like she’s everywhere now,” Anathema says watching Elyise’s billboard trough the car’s window. This isn’t the first sign you’ve seen, they’re all over the highways and TV. This one is massive, displaying her in a power pose in full costume. The fine print states her new slogan, which she accidentally said in an interview. If you recall she was crying about her mother’s death as the reporter kept pushing the questions “It’s not the powers or the cape that define a hero, but the sacrifices they decide to make”

“Reaper’s investing lots of money on her career,” you say leaning back. With Steel on the wheel and Anathema on the companion’s seat, you’ve got the whole backseat to yourself. “He’s even become her manager. I talked to him, and he says he thinks she can carry off his legacy now that he's’ retired.”

“Well, she’s amazing right?… Fighting her own supervillain mother… I thought that shit only happened in the movies they make”

“Not anymore,” Steel says taking a turn off the highway. “And there’s already a movie in the works”

“Already?” you ask

“Yes. She’s a real inspiration. Doing things by the book all the time, even if it means fighting her own. Registered as a hero in under a week. Unlike some other people.” you can feel his gaze squinting at you through the mirror.

“Well maybe you should ask her to join the Rangers” You say looking back.

“That’s a very real possibility” he answers dryly.

Eventually, Anathema breaks the uncomfortable silence that follows.

“So what do we know about this scene?”

“Nine dead. And they’re saying it’s not pretty so I hope you didn’t have too much for breakfast” Steel answers “Because we’re almost there”

-----------Half an hour later------------------

“This is fucked up,” you say circling around the bloodstains. Forensics already took samples and pictures so you have free reign over the scene. This isn’t the worst you’ve seen considering your past, but the killings in this warehouse are not something you’ve seen before.

“It’s really bad,” Anathema says looking at the corpse on the floor and the stains on the wall. “But I bet Steel’s seen worse right?” he adds nervously.

“No kid, he’s right” Steel answers looking at a severed hand, nearly split in two between the fingers. “This really fucked up. You have to be a really sick bastard to go all the way about actually dismembering people”

Anathema goes silent, his first time in a murder scene bloody enough to put Steel off his game. He’s clearly feeling the pressure but trying to keep appearances while you and Steel are unphased.

“Annie, why don’t you go talk to the forensics team, see if they can get us a first hand on the DNA results when they’re done?” you ask “We could end up catching the culprit from the database alone.”

“Aahh.. sure! I’ll go do that!” he says walking off trying not to look too relieved.

Steel approaches, speaking in a lower tone as Anathema goes outside.

“You beat me to it”

“It’s good enough that he didn’t throw up in here.”

“I’ll be honest, I’ve never seen anything like this, even during the war. It’s sickening. And it makes me wonder what’s the worst thing you’ve seen Sidestep because you’re going through this mess like it was a walk in the park”

You frown lightly. Always looking for clues, this one. Can’t let your guard down for a minute.

“It’s usually the living you should be scared off”

“True enough. You’re the detective, or so you claim. What do you make of this?”

Your gaze runs trough the crime scene slowly as you describe what your instincts are telling you.

“Seven males, two females, all dead and the cause seem to be severe, brutal slashing cuts. I haven’t seen a single stab wound, this isn’t knives we’re dealing with. Some sort of sword perhaps? The assailant also must be of incredible strength, enough to dismember with clean cuts, going straight through the bone. Went through them like paper”

Steel nods slowly, seeing what you see as you continue your assessment

“The victims had an impressive array of firearms, and two of them are modded with extra strength” you add glancing at a thorn mechanical arm “And what’s more, they fought back as hard as they could. The attacker came trough this window, and their response must have been almost immediate” you point to the numerous bullet holes and cracks on the wall by the window.

“The attacker did not use a gun, or at least none of the victims was shot, so unless it was bullet-proof we’re most likely going to get a clear sample of their DNA around one of the bloodstains on this wall. I mean, every shot here must have been aimed at them.”

“They used heavy ammo too,” Steel says running a finger through a large crack.

“I’ll defer to you on that, you’re the specialist. How much firepower would you say the victims were packing?”

“Let’s just say they would have put my armor to the test”

“Now that’s unnerving. Alright, so the attacker broke in, messed them up while they kept shooting at it, broke through here, and entered this hidden room which they somehow knew was here, then stole everything inside these medical-supply boxes and finally jumped down the street this way” you say looking through the broken window.

“Impressive” Steel nods “And It could be just right I'd say.”

“There’s more. They had tons of guns, were hiding in a nowhere apartment on the bad side of town in a semi-abandoned building, and they had a secure room hidden behind a false wall with broken needles and medical supplies behind them. I’m going to make a wild guess: They were dealers. Hero-drug dealers that is. That’s why the boxes are empty. The attacker took the drugs”

“You can’t be sure they were dealing hero-drugs” Steel complains

“Not from the scene. But look through the window” you say looking down. He joins you trying to see what you see.

“You know who that is, right?” you say pointing at the stout figure with the top hat. It waves back with a jovial smile revealing sharp shark-like teeth as it walks to the building’s entrance...

“You’re right. Hero drugs it is. No way in hell Hollow Ground’s number one stooge would show up here otherwise.”

“We’ll need to talk to him. Lewie doesn’t show up to these things for nothing. This definitely must be one of HG’s places.”

Steel sighs. “Do we have to?”

“He’s the only one who might know who did this”

“Agreed. But he won’t say a word to us. He must be just showing up to assess the damage. I bet he owns the building, that’s always his excuse”

“I can take Annie and then see what we can find meeting him at his office? He doesn’t really know us well. An I know you can’t stand talking to the guy”

Steel squints at you. “Are you trying to make me owe you one?”

“Not really, but it wouldn’t be terrible if you helped out next time I need something”

He studies you with a calculating gaze for a moment.

“Fine. You and Anathema go for it, he makes me want to squish his head every single time he gets within arms distance after the things he pulled on us”

“So you’ll owe me one?”

“I’ll think about it” he offers, but you know it’s a yes.

“Great! Enjoy your crime-scene big guy”

________Later, that afternoon____________

“Smells like fish in here. Can I open a window?” you ask without waiting for a response as you simply open it yourself.

The big, shark-faced person sitting in front of you squeezes his plastic cup with a huge scaled hand while holding the forms you presented in the other one. Fish references are no to his liking it seems. Anathema’s just reading a magazine on traveling he found in the reception room.

“So let me get this straight Sidestep… You want a loan from me, for the purpose of -and I quote- “Fucking fighting crime hell yeah”, but you won’t give me your real name, or your social security number. In the “Gender” item you just wrote “Enemy of the Patriarchy” and your occupation just states “Kicking evil’s ass”. No assets to your name, no previous employments, references, no bank accounts, insurance or anything. Also no driver’s license. … hm... And let’s not forget your address “1234 Chicken Dinner Road”. Excuse me but I’m not sure that’s an actual road here in Los Diablos…”

“Ok fine, maybe I don’t have all my paperwork with me, but I’m totally reliable!” you whine from your chair.

“I know you think I’m dying to get every hero to enjoy one of our exclusive loan products but this is really stretching it. Perhaps if you offered some fingerprints or took off your mask, we could…”

“Sorry! I think I got glue on my hands while putting on the costume today. Do you see? Can’t take it off” you say pretending to try.

He narrows his gaze at you, his annoyment palatable in your mind.

“Do I kick them out boss?” Debra, the modded thug standing on the corner says looking at the two of you.

“I’m really really busy Sidestep. Perhaps it’s time you and your friend hit the road?”

“What? You haven’t even read Anathema’s form yet!”

“He’s just wasting your time!” Debra complains

“Not true! Anathema’s the one who wanted it, I just wanted to see how good my credit is… sorry. I just never asked for a loan before. Maybe I’ll do it better next time?” you talk back.

“He’s asking for a loan too?” Lewie says turning to him, losing all pretense about being interested in you. Giving a loan to a ranger would be great publicity to him

“What?” Anathema snaps out of his magazine as he’s mentioned.

“Of course he is. For his vacations. He’s taking several friends on a cruise for a few good weeks of wild fun, you know, the really good stuff. And we know you've organized some of the best cruises for your own friends. Maybe you can help him out?”

“Well I have on occasion been known to organize legendary cruises, that’s true,” the Loanshark says with a smile that aims to be cordial but just looks plain murderous. He’s vulnerable to flattery, you sensed as much.

“Dear Sidestep. What the heck are you doing to me?” Anathema whispers gently at your ear pulling back at your suit’s shoulder fabric.

“What does it look like I'm doing my dear friend Annie? Getting you a free vacation” you whisper back with an equally charming tone, smiling at Debra and the Loanshark as if this were your normal interactions. You’re also sending them a mental command to distract them from the whispering because sharks have a very good hearing of lower sounds.

“Yes, I know that. But have you considered I don’t want to ask for a loan from a literal loan shark?” he says pulling you even closer.

“Remember the time I got the wrong door and accidentally entered Steel’s room once and he had a two-hour fit? Well to get back at him I stole his ranger manual and sort of never gave it back. I’ve been studying your regulations, and you’re allowed extraordinary expenses during investigations. This is an investigation, and the loan is an extraordinary expense. You can have the Ranger’s pay for it”

“That can’t be a real thing,” he says squinting at you.

“Perhaps you forgot the time Ortega went to investigate those mobsters in the casino and lost all that money on the dice table to overhear their conversation…?”

“Uh… that’s not... right”

“Of course it’s not, but it’s legal,” you say handing the Loanshark the paperwork you filled in for Anathema

“Ohh what have we here” the Loanshark goes over the forms. “Now this is a completely different story” he adds going over the pages. “We can do things kid. Great things! How many grands do you need for this cruise…?” he says standing up “Have you gone over destinations yet?”

“Ehr... no?” Anathema goes on.

“Give him the whole speech Lewie. I don’t think he’s ever had so much money at once before, least of all spent it”

“I will! Come here my new best friend!” he says patting his back “Follow me to the other office. We have to discuss this over drinks. Me and the rangers! I knew it would happen one day. We’re going to talk business!”

“I’ll be out of your hair Lewie... I’ll show myself out” you say sending another distracting command, specifically to Debra this time.

“Wonderful, wonderful. Your friend leaves you in good hands Anathema. This way please”

“... help…?” Anathema whimpers as the Loanshark guide him away.

You head out to the streets pretending to leave while actually maintaining the mental command to distract Debra so she doesn’t make sure you’ve walked far enough. She just acts as if you had already left for good.

Perfect.

As they turn a corner, you start climbing the rooftops making your way back. A single push of a button activates the scrambler you had prepared for The Void, freezing all the Cameras in a loop, while turning the alarms in the building offline. You knew that thing would come in handy. A single jump and you enter trough his office’s window. That’s why you opened it from the inside it in the first place.

Time for the fun part. Snooping around his stuff…

You sensed stray thoughts about his ledger being in the room. It takes a few moments before you find the safe, hidden under the carpet. The hatch’s lock is relatively easy to pick, but the computerized code lock on the actual safe is not.

It takes a painfully long amount of fiddling before you manage to plug in the cellphone you modified to the electronic lock. Normally a lock like this would be impossible to crack, but you’ve got access to the farm’s top-of-the-line black-ops decryption protocols programs… another thing Nathaniel thaught you.

It had been a while since you felt this thrill… They could get back and find you anytime. A quick scan reveals Debra hasn’t returned to the security desk yet, preferring to check on Anathema. He seems to be playing along with your plan, distracting the Loanshark just long enough for….

*Bleep* the lock goes, as the safe opens.

“Yes!” you whisper to yourself as you check the contents.

Several ledgers, and a few labeled data-rods. And a lot of money. You get to work immediately, taking quick pictures of each page with your phone. It takes a painfully long time, but you have to do it, the Loanshark’s old-school and he believes nothing’s safe inside a computer so everything he knows about Hollow Ground’s operations should be here.

You sense they’re about to be done with their chat as you finish the last pages.

You scramble to check out the data-rods. The labels are all names of relatively known people…politicians, and some heroes. You notice several dedicated to Ortega. One reads “Public drunkness, barging at the casino”. Another one goes “Unlawful arrest of citizen -me- claiming he’s blackmailing witnesses”. The next one goes “Crazed claims about me working for Hollow Ground and threats of violence”. And the last one simply reads “Marshall Charge, getting to second base with Lady Blades”.

Wow. Lady Blades? That villain was one of Ortega’s first enemies when he was just a sidekick. Clearly the Loanshark is digging dirt on Ortega and has found a fair share of it. It’s not a real surprise since Lewie is the closest thing Hollow Ground has to a spokesperson, and Ortega’s been trying to get him to talk for ages.

You’re about to close the safe when one last rod catches your interest. Its label reads “Riley. Ask first before using”. So he’s got dirt on her too? Weird since she’s only just now become a public hero persona. The Loanshark would never admit to having a boss. Hollow Ground doesn’t officially exist. Whom else could he ask about this? And it says Riley, not Elyise?

The rod could contain anything, and this could ruin her chances of entering the rangers. You’re not going to let him blackmail her. You plug the data-rod and copy it as well before setting it back. You’re not sure why you’re doing this even... There’s something funny about this being in the Loanshark’s safe.

Time to free all these people from his clutches. 0

You take a small device from your inner pocket and set it into the safe around the data-rods. A press of the button and it starts buzzing before emitting an electrical discharge that fries all the electronics inside.

The Loanshark might find out it was you at some later point, but you’re not going to let him keep dirt on half the city. Charge and Elyise can thank you later.

Footsteps approaching… you get out through the window, jump off a few rooftops and land on the streets before deactivating your scrambler, the alarms inside his building going back online. You don’t sense anything from Debra so they don’t suspect.

Turning around the block, you find Anathema waiting for you nervously.

“Did you get it?” he asks as you approach

“Oh, I got it. And some extras too”

“Great. Because he’s waiting for me to make a final decision about the loan”

“So are you going to take it?” you smile

“ Of course not! I’m not going to owe anything to that asshole!”

“Well, I could give you a loan myself now!”

“You? How? You never have any money!”

“Lies. I have a job now!”

“And what’s that?”

“Stealing from assholes!” you say letting him take a peek of the Loanshark’s money in your pocket.”

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My fanfics: https://chaniters.tumblr.com/post/181692759294/my-fanfiction-for-fallen-hero

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fan fiction using characters and the setting of the Fallen Hero: Rebirth and upcoming Fallen Hero: Retribution games written by Malin Riden. I do not claim ownership of any characters from the Fallen Hero wold. These stories are a work of my imagination, and I do not ascribe them to the official story canon. These works are intended for entertainment outside the official storyline owned by the author. I am not profiting financially from the creation of these stories, and thank the author for her wonderful game/s, without which these works would not exist.

#fallen hero: rebirth #fanfic #Awan Cormac #marshall steel #Anathema #fallen hero spoilers

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vaguely-concerned · 4 years

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Author Interview

I was tagged by @rederiswrites; thank you so much!

Name: vaguely-concerned (or vaguelyconfused I have been wanting to change it to match my gamertag for a while and it’s funnier and easier to write lol)

Fandoms: Overwatch (McHanzo), Stargate Atlantis (McShep), Star Wars (The Mandalorian), Dragon Age (Adoribull, Peter Adaar/Cassandra), Good Omens (Ineffable Hubbies) aaand a few more one-offs!

Where You Post: AO3, crossposted to tumblr sometimes when the stars align and I remember

Most Popular One-Shot: Oh, Released, by a country mile and any metric haha! It’s a shameless Good Omens PWP I wrote in a three day stupor and people seem to have responded to it :D

Most Popular Multi-Chapter Story: Hm, depends a bit on definition -- either Mer’s Moving City if we’re being totally scrupulous, or the Scoundrels and Thieves ‘verse, which is posted in parts rather than chapters but works essentially the same way.

Favorite Story You Wrote: Mer’s Moving City (SGA) is probably objectively still the best (and longest; I think it accounts for like a third of my entire word count) thing I’ve done, it’s got Themes and a Plot and shit! Trust me I’m as surprised as you are. The fact that I eventually finished it despite. everything going on at the time is one of my biggest personal achievements.

As for personal favorites: I have a weak spot for Have you tried baking, I hope that I don’t fall in love with you, Like that guy in the Odyssey and The way of history (all Overwatch) and also Lay your ghosts down (Dragon Age). As you can see it’s mostly the ones that made me laugh a lot while writing them haha. SPECIAL SHOUTOUT to And we are kind to snails (The Mandalorian) because @blackestglass made SUCH A WONDERFUL PODFIC of it and I’m still over the moon about it, please go check it out

ALSO from the stats this is definitely an unpopular opinion but as far as I’m concerned Here’s A Thought is the best smut I’ve ever written and no I do not take constructive criticism on this lol

Story You Were Nervous to Post: Oh a bunch of them haha I always have a small neurosis before I post anything it’s practically part of the process. I guess it was worst with Clockworks and Beautiful Things (which is about Ladon Radim, a SGA character liTERALLY no one but me cares about and I hesitated to even post it but then I was like Treat Yo Self and did anyway) and The way of history

How You Choose Your Titles: By having a nervous breakdown so pitiful that divine inspiration is forced to intervene, is that not how it goes for everyone (Honestly it’s the worst sometimes I just pick a one-word title in desperation. Scoundrels and Thieves titles are full of Tom Waits references though!)

Complete: Most of them! Which remains a miracle, really

Incomplete: Approximately a million WIPs in my googledocs. And Scoundrels and Thieves; there are at the very least two more uh story-crucial I guess? stories in that left to go!

Do You Outline? I do for longer/trickier ones! Though it’s a pretty loose process; I usually know how a story ends from the moment I begin writing and jump around A Lot, so I’m just figuring out the middle bits and finding the structure/binding it all together. Scoundrels and Thieves has very graciously let me not think about it too much the last few years because of the non-chronological vignette structure.

Coming Soon/Not Yet Started: *cries in wip hell* probably some mandalorian and some overwatch stuff tho

Do You Accept Prompts? Well I mean it’s never really been relevant but uh. I am very very bad at writing on demand, so I would welcome prompts if anyone wanted to give them? but I can make absolutely no promises haha

Upcoming Story You Are Most Excited to Write: The pot at the end of my particular rainbow always contains the mchanzo established relationship sex pollen one and the slow burn roadtrip/maybe combine with my fantasy idea one. Neither may ever happen because of how my brain works (or indeed fails to work) but I keep the dream close to my heart nevertheless.

tagging @popkin16 and @ifeelbetterer!

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thewordreaper · 5 years

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Be Prepard

(My 3rd story for @short-story-slam as usual this is an independent story that falls into my supervillain universe. You don’t need to read anything else to read this but reading the 1st story will this make this so much more funnier. Trust me. And if you’re intrigued by my story here’s another story from this universe.)

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Tanveer, the most successful thief in Hyderabad, ran along the balcony railing. Look carefully. Her usual disguise of shifting greys and blues had been discarded for a suit of green with a red mask from which red lines ran down to her shoulders.

A plan was in motion, carefully planned and currently being perfectly executed.

Just as she leapt onto the next building, her phone rang. A lesser person would have been thrown off balance. But she was prepared. She was prepared for everything.

Are you jealous yet? You should be.

Her phone would ring only if one among a select five people called. If anyone of them called at this time of night, there was an 85% chance of it being an emergency. It was exactly 85% which was very confusing. There had to be some slight errors in the calculations somewhere. Perfect percentages were a nightmare. Nevertheless' she left her volume on because there was no one else competent enough to deal with their problems.

You should be jealous by now, whether you want to be her or be friends with her. Either one is fine.

"Hello?" She said putting it up to her ear and cursing quietly when she realised she hadn't pressed the receive button.

"Hello?" She repeated after doing so.

"Tanveer! Thank god you picked up. You have experiences with boyfriends right?"

Tanveer stopped midstep, one leg still in the air, held her phone in front of her and just looked at it.

"Tanveer?" Said a weak voice from the phone.

"No." She said finally, putting the phone back to her ear. "I have never had a boyfriend. Never wanted a boyfriend. You're my best friend. You know this!"

There was a groan from the other end. "Well, who knows what you've been up to in Hyderabad? Probably going out every night."

She was technically right but Tanveer wasn't going to admit it. She didn't need Roshini to be mixed up in all this. Let her enjoy her normalcy.

"I've been working. If anyone is partying all night it would be you."

"That reminds me. I need to invite my boyfriend to Kai's party day after. Its some cool Dj thing. I did tell you I have a boyfriend right?"

"You may have mentioned it." Admitted Tanveer, stepping over a broken section of the railing.

Here's a fun tip, destroy you railings to prevent thieves from using them as a freeway.

"I thought you had given up on love."

"Meh. You know I love you right?"

"You don't. You don't. You would not be calling me at one o'clock in the night to gush about your boyfriend if you loved me."

Which is rude. If you can't gush about your boyfriend in the earliest hours of the morning when can you?

"I wasn't planning to stay up until one. I was texting him and it became flirty. Which is a first. One sec, I need to check if my mom is secretly listening."

Tanveer sighed as she took stock of her surroundings. Two houses to go.

If any of you, comfortably reclining on a sofa are thinking oh only two houses left. That's not much, let's see you run across two houses in the night while holding a phone to your ear. And it will be pitch black as well because that's the price of pollution. Start carpooling.

"Anyway, he sent me a shirtless picture."

"Which you didn't want?"

"Well, technically I asked him for it."

"Is he secretly a cyborg or something? Roshini there is no conceivable reason why you would call me!"

"He's usually really bad at pictures. Absolutely terrible. He sent me a selfie the other day and I had to take five minutes to convince myself that he's actually good looking and fairly competent at everything else."

"Please do not describe his shirtless picture with me. I will throw my phone away. I will throw your phone away and I'll find him and throw away his phone as well."

"It probably won't make a difference. He keeps loosing or breaking his phone. Now that I'm thinking about it, his job doesn't give him space to do a lot of photography."

"What does he do?"

There was a panicked silence as Tanveer inspected a window on the top floor. The security guard would notice her if she took more than two minutes to find a window she could enter through.

"Uh..homeopathy? Natural... medicines? And stuff. People's health-related."

"Doesn't really seem like the sort of thing that gets your phone broken."

"He has a lot of hobbies. Like pyrotechnics."

"Did he blow himself up while taking a picture? You accidentally killed him didn't you? Come on Roshini, that's so careless."

The window opened up easily and she soundlessly slipped inside. Which takes practice.

So much practice that it's almost not worth it. Especially when it's your toe that gets stabbed every time. Tanveer has never stubbed her toes in her life.

If you're not jealous yet, you're obviously not a human. Give up already, you've been found out.

"Have some faith in me."

"No." said Tanveer as she made her way downstairs. Roshini groaned again.

"Anyway, this picture was good. I am kind of attracted to him. But what do I say?"

"That he's hot maybe? Why are you asking me this?"

"I did." She said sourly. "He thought I was making a pun. This is ridiculous, maybe I should break up with him. How do you even break up with people?"

"Roshini have I ever dated anyone in my life? Do you seriously have no other friends?"

There was silence. Tanveer took advantage of it to cautiously open a door. A crooked hinge caught her mask, and as she moved forward, it pulled a strip of fabric from it.

"They all cut the call within a minute." She said at last. Tanveer cast a look at the sleeping couple in the main bedroom and decided it was worth continuing the conversation. "When did he send the picture?"

"Ten o'clock."

Tanveer sighed as she slid open the closest. She lifted a few saris out of the way to reveal the safe. "He probably already thinks you want to break up with him. What's his name anyway?"

"Advaith."

"I know an Advaith." Sais Tanveer darkly.

He was more popularly known as Zeher, was obsessed with destructive plans and derailed every conversation you had with him. At least Roshini wasn't dating him. To make matters worse, that guy had a permanent place in the league of evil because he's healed most of them at least once. She smiled as Roshini continued to complain over the phone. This night would secure her seat.

She removed the blade from her pocket. She had made several replicas of it and made modifications of her own to Revanth's original design. It was never wise to have a single supplier of weapons.

"It cut through the top of the safe with ease. After carefully sheathing it again, she reached in and pulled out its contents. She sandwiched her phone between her ear and shoulder so that she could use both her hands.

"Why don't you just tell him he looks good and set up a date or something?"

"Are you sure that's a good idea?"

"I'm not sure of anything. I have no idea about relationships!" She said pretty loudly.

It is possible that her voice, paired with the slamming of the cupboard door was what woke up the sleepers. It is possible that they had a very strange circadian rhythm or perhaps they were victims of terrible nightmares that chose to return them to consciousness at this exact moment. That must be why they woke up.

"That's just great." Said Tanveer.

"What is?"

"My roommate just walked i."

"And you complain about my sleeping habits."

"You're my best friend." Muttered Tabveer, as the owners of their house continued to wonder if they were dreaming or not. "Although that might change once you die of lack of sleep."

"Do you want me to hang up?"

"Nah. Just keep talking for a while."

"Sure. Well, I was talking to him the other day and.."

Tanveer allowed her friend's chatter to relax her brain as she snuck out. The light flicked on right as she was at the doorway illuminating her memorable outfit and the huge 'T' emblazoned on the back. She froze for a second before rushing up the stairs. Panicked voices rose behind her and someone was screaming over the phone. They had definitely noticed the gold chain she had dropped near their bed. She stopped at the nearest window and fished something out of her pocket. It was a little glass orb. She threw it at the glass pane. There was a terrific sizzling noise as a hole began to grow from the centre of the pane.

The voices from downstairs were still rising, sirens could be heard from the distance. Far more interesting was the storm clouds gathering in the distance. A sure sign that the states current favourite hero, Typhoon was approaching.

"What's all the noise?" Inquired Roshini.

"She's decided to dismantle the fridge."

"I'm not envious of you. How come you never complain to me about her?"

"I don't really see her a lot admitted Tanveer as she slid through the now nonexistent window. As she left the house far behind there was a surge of lights as whatever had been in the glass orb started eating through the concrete. Soon it would look like it was blown apart by the wind.

"Oh my god!" Yelled Roshini, which would have scared nearly anyone. But as we've established before, Tanveer is prepared.

"What happened?"

"Dude there's some serious stuff happening in Hyderabad right now. How are you not aware of this?"

"Just tell me." Said Tanveer checking her bag. She had dropped nearly everything she had stolen in the balcony of the house, where the hero would surely land. Only a bundle of notes remained.

"You know Typhoon right? The hero guy? Apparently, he just broke into a house to steal stuff. They have eyewitnesses and footage of him on the crime scene and everything."

"Interesting." Sid Tanveer, pulling her own cape out of her bag. Printed on the back was a huge, swirly 'T'. Here's a quick tip for all you wannabee heroes out there. If you're choosing a name, don't steal it from a supervillain.

Tanveer smiled. "I feel pretty lucky right now?"

"I really don't know why. Typhoon's done now I guess. No one will want to associate him with his name anymore."

That's sad." Said Tanveer tossing the bundle up and catching it again. An added bonus. The seat on the league would be another bonus. Getting rid of a hero with no violence or suspicion? It was unheard of.

"Aren't you concerned that somebody will break into your apartment?"

"Don't worry," Said Tanveer, the true Typhoon of Telangana, about to reclaim her title. "I'm always prepared."

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Tag list: @lacklusterswirl @purpleshadows1989 @madsaialik @velvetlighthouse @ohlooksheswriting @focusdumbass

#orginal writing #writeblr #violetvineyard #short story slam 2019 #short stories #original short story #original fiction #supervillains #ace characters #ace character #thewordreaper #holding out for a hero #hofah

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do you like the idea of akechi becoming friends with any of the pt besides joker or do you also think it's problematic/bad?

my fave goro friendshipping is with ann and futaba (futago sibs is something I LOVE almost as much as akeshu okay)

otherwise it’s... eeeh??? I just don’t feel like goro would be very close with any of them. goro seems shocked every time ryuji says anything mildly sensible, goro and yusuke just have.... vastly different world views and while in an au I think they could probably get past it, I don’t think yusuke himself has any real desire to be close to goro after what happened. goro sympathizes with yusuke, but he also isn’t gonna put in any effort to be friends with him. makoto is??? I think they’re just funnier when they aren’t friends. I think that in the distant future when haru has worked through her trauma her and goro would get along well, but as is??? goro thinks she’s a spoiled rich girl who refuses to understand how horrible her father is and haru thinks goro is melodramatic and overly violent (despite.... the fact that she’s just as violent as him lol)

I think the main problem is that goro himself not only won’t reach out to the thieves, he flat out doesn’t know how to just have normal friendships. his attitude is also clearly off-putting to many of the thieves, as even though they don’t hold ill will towards him they think he’s way too bitter and he thinks they’re too idealistic.

with ann, she canonically appreciates people who are honest with her even if it’s harsh. she became friends with shiho bc shiho was rude to her, so I think of all the thieves she’s the most likely to actively reach out to goro and actually appreciate him as he is and not just be like “have you considered being more positive”. that’s not to say she WOULDNT try to improve his outlook, but she wouldn’t do it in that pitying way goro hates. also she too wants abusers to suffer soooo

futaba I think is more complicated due to goro killing wakaba, but I think overall they share a lot of traits. futaba seems to relate heavily to goro and his experience in orphanages in particular, which I think would lead to her being more open to actually forming a relationship with him than haru. there’s also ofc the sibling theory, which I tend to just treat as a given with anything I do bc I like it so much. I don’t think futaba would instantly forgive him, but I think they would get along really well but in that yknow, bickering siblings way.

really I just?? I don’t think goro is someone who really knows how to form connections with other people. he never had them as a kid so while he does his best to get along with the thieves for jokers sake, it would require them taking the initiative and being willing to accept that he’s probably never going to be a very positive person, and after everything he did..... while the thieves are willing to put it behind them and let him exist adjacent to them, I don’t think most of them are interested in seeking friendship with him

#joker.txt

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woildismyerster · 6 years

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Hi can I have a Jojo x Reader where she is really quiet and he's really outgoing and she really likes him a lot and she doesn't know that he likes her back? (your Finch soccer fic has my dead I love it ❤️)

(Dude, thanks.)

The perks of going to a cider mill in the fall included, though were not limited to: pumpkins, corn mazes, apple cider, those cute little gourds that you saw kids carrying around, friggin’ bomb donuts, and the fact that JoJo was going to be there.

The rest of your friends, too, but JoJo.

The major downside to going to a cider mill was the fact that pretty much everybody in the country enjoyed all of those things, so you had to deal with a bazillion other people in the process.

“This is heaven,” JoJo said. “It’s my favorite thing.”

“Totally.”

“If I see one more little kid in a giant sweater, I might actually die of happiness,” he said.

You grinned at him. He had been stoked to come, but his delight only increased the longer you stayed. He ate too much, bought too much, and smiled too much. It was hard to be uncomfortable about the crowds when he was walking with you.

You looked back toward the corn maze. “Do you think Race and Albert are out yet?”

“No,” he snorted. “They won’t finish unless they cheat.”

The boys had never managed to get out of the maze without cutting through the rows of corn, but they were convinced that this was the year. This was the year that they would actually win the maze, and it would be purely aboveboard.

You and JoJo had finished a half hour prior, and the boys hadn’t come out yet.

“We should go through again,” you said. JoJo gave a slow, deliciously sly smile while you continued. “I want to lap them.”

“I love it,” he said, and dragged you back to the entrance.

Race, JoJo, and Albert had always been as thick as thieves. Since most activities were better suited for two people than three, you often tagged along on whatever fun they had planned. Realistically, you knew that you were there to keep someone from being left out. In practice, it was easy to pretend that you had been included on merit alone.

You ended up with a different boy in different situations. Race would grab you when he needed somebody to make him look less problematic. Albert was as suspect as Race was, and JoJo’s smile could convince anybody that some master plan had been executed. If Race was standing by you, he just might get away with something.

Albert liked working with you academically. Even if the two of you couldn’t figure out how to do the work, he stood a better chance at paying attention if you say with him.

JoJo stood with you during social situations. It was strange; he absolutely adored socializing, and you always felt a step behind in large groups. It would have made more sense for him to hang out with people who loved public situations, but he always ended up with you.

Maybe it was a pity pairing. Maybe he just liked you well enough to choose you above all others. You wouldn’t complain either way.

You ran into Race and Albert about halfway through. “Hey, guys. Having a rough time?”

Albert gave a relieved sigh at the sight of you. “Man, it’s harder than usual this year. I don’t know how they can expect kids to figure this out.”

JoJo gave a small squeak in his attempt not to laugh. “Totally. How long have you been at it?”

Race checked his phone. “Over an hour.” He frowned. “What do you mean? You’re still in here too.”

JoJo looked at you. “This is, what, our sixth time through? Seventh?”

You squinted at the sky. “Let’s see - there was the first time -”

“The time we did it blindfolded -”

“Hopping on one foot -”

Albert took off his beanie and smacked you with it. “You guys are the worst.”

JoJo laughed. “Just because you guys don’t know how to read a map -”

“Using the map is cheating,” Race said haughtily. “That’s why you guys finished so fast.”

“Well,” you said, “we didn’t use it the time we were blindfolded, so there’s that.”

JoJo linked his arm with yours on the way out of the maze, and you thought you could understand why couples liked going to cider mills together. It was easy to imagine loving someone in a place like this.

It was just as easy to imagine loving him later that night, when the atmosphere was different and JoJo was the same.

The fact was, JoJo was easy to like. He smiled a lot, and laughed at most of your jokes. He made you funnier. He made you feel smarter. He made you feel like you could probably talk to people more, if you really wanted to. He made you feel like a much better version of yourself, and that was a dangerous was to feel. Feeling that way was addictive, and hard to come down from.

“I’m telling you, we could be the best cryptid hunters,” JoJo insisted. He made the pitch every few weeks. After graduation, he said, the two of you ought to buy one of those Mystery Machine style vans and scrounge North and South America for creatures in hiding.

If the suggestion hadn’t always arisen after he thought about things like college and careers, you might have taken him a little more seriously.

“You just want to be like Buzzfeed Unsolved,” you said.

He shifted in his chair to look at you directly. “We’ll be better than that. We’ll be straight up Ghostbusters. But, like, without capturing the cryptids. You know what I mean.”

You did. “Which one would you be?”

“Which one is the cutest?” He laughed when you threw a pillow at him. “We’ll be our own thing. No comparisons necessary.”

JoJo would be Bill Murray. He would be the one who had no trouble talking to people, who people wanted to have answers for. You wouldn’t be so good at that, but it was fun to imagine a life where you were. If that life included traveling the world with your best friend, even better.

“Let’s do it,” he sighed again.

“Alright,” you said. “You buy the van. I’ll handle snacks.”

“That doesn’t seem fair.”

“If we do it long enough, I’m sure that I’ll match your expenses.” He rolled his eyes at you, so you made a sound of defeat. “Alright, I’ll design and buy our t-shirts, too.”

“Oh, big spender,” he teased.

“Your plan, your losses,” you said. “You’ll be lucky enough to have my company.”

“That’s the truth,” he said. “JoJo and Y/N, dream team. No doubt.” When he said it like that, you believed him.

You went to grab a drink from the kitchen, hoping that the break in the conversation would remind you that it was only ever like this when nobody else was around. It wasn’t realistic to imagine a life with JoJo being exactly the way it was when it was just the two of you. There would always be other people. There would always be other plans. JoJo would end up with somebody more like him, and you would end up hanging out on your own.

“You’re very quiet,” the old woman said thoughtfully.

“Yeah,” you agreed. You weren’t sure that there was a good response to that.

“You should smile more,” she said. “People won’t mind as much if you smile more.”

You winced. There definitely wasn’t a good, kind response to that.

JoJo took a step forward, positioning himself so he was almost more of a part of the conversation than you were. It was a relief to step away. “Y/N only smiles when there’s something to smile about. She’s great that way.”

The old woman made a few polite, mildly appalled sounds before excusing herself to talk to somebody else.

“Jesus Christ,” JoJo said, nearly impressed. “Family friends are the worst.”

“Preach.”

“Old people birthday parties are supposed to be cute,” he said. “She wasn’t cute at all.”

You laughed. “She really wasn’t.”

“You aren’t too quiet.”

“I know,” you said. That wasn’t quite true; you probably were too quiet, at times. It just seemed like no matter how much you talked to people, you never got much better at it. Your friends were some of the only people who made talking feel like less than a chore, and that was hard to explain. It was easier to sit back and let other people lead.

“And you smile often enough,” he said. “As long as you’re smiling at my jokes, you’re filling the quota.”

You nodded, nearly rolling your eyes. “Totally. As long as I hang out with you all the time, nobody can ever say that I’m not smiling enough.”

“Easy enough,” JoJo said cheerily. “We’ll have to hang out more. We’ll have to be literally attached at the hip.”

“Literally?”

“Literally,” he said solemnly.

“That’s gross,” you said.

JoJo laughed, and nobody could have said that you weren’t smiling enough. Nobody would have thought that you were too quiet.

“Race is probably gonna, like, be one of those high school teachers that pretends that he can be best friends with the students.” Elmer was laying on his back, taking his shot at imagining what everybody’s future would be like. “The one that tries to use cool slang and rag on other teachers, you know?”

Race made an appalled sound. “I would never be a teacher.”

“But you won’t deny the fake cool thing?”

“I would never be a teacher,” he said again, and you laughed.

Everybody thought that Davey would be one of those professors that had elbow patches.

Mush would own some sort of business, and his workers would be grossly overpaid because he’s too good for the universe.

Katherine would, of course, be a writer. A scathing, world changing writer.

“JoJo and Y/N are probably going to get married someday,” Katherine said dreamily. She took one of the cookie pieces off of her Oreo, careful not to peel up any frosting in the process. “They’ll have normal jobs, and normal kids, and be the happiest of all of us.”

Jack applauded. “Way to go, guys. Mad props.”

You gave an uncomfortable smile, careful not to meet JoJo’s eyes. “Yeah, no, I don’t think JoJo and I would work out.”

“That’s ridiculous,” Katherine scoffed. Some of the guys agreed, and Katherine raised her eyebrows at you as though the consensus alone proved that you were wrong. “You guys would be great. You always make sure that the other person is happy. What more could you want?”

“That’s not - I’m not saying that we wouldn’t make each other happy. JoJo is my main man,” you said. You grinned at him; maybe most of the words weren’t happy ones, but JoJo being your friend would always be a happy thing. Whether you were satisfied with it or not, JoJo was always a source of happiness. “He’s the best. But we’re really different.”

JoJo leaned forward in his seat. “How?”

“Like, you really like being around people. I don’t like that at all,” you said.

“You’re people,” he pointed out. “I’m just as jazzed when it’s the two of us as I am with thirty other people.”

“Everything makes you smile. I’m hardly ever as happy as you,” you said.

He shrugged, nearly letting soda slosh over the rim of his cup. “If I make you smile, that’s good enough.”

You threw your hands up, defeated and a little annoyed. “If you’re so hellbent on proving me wrong, let’s just date.” There was something scathing and sarcastic about the way you said it, but JoJo was unbothered.

“Okay,” JoJo said. “Let’s date.”

A hush fell over the room. You gaped at JoJo, and he stared back with no trace of humor on his face.

“Let’s give them some privacy,” Katherine said. For once, nobody fought her. For once, all of your friends managed to keep their heads out of everybody else’s business. They left the basement, and you were alone with JoJo.

“I like you,” JoJo said. “A lot. I’m not saying that you have to agree to marry me now, but I think that you and I being You-and-I is worth a shot.”

“I had no idea that you liked - that you wanted -” you croaked.

“Everybody else did,” he said wryly. “Seriously, everybody else knows. People in China probably know.”

You didn’t know what to say. This wasn’t how you imagined things going. Really, you hadn’t imagined it much at all. You hadn’t ever thought that there was a point to imagining this.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to,” he said seriously. “I know that the whole cryptid hunting thing is never going to happen. If you don’t want to be together like that, I won’t be upset with you.”

“I really want that,” you said. That, at least, you knew for sure. “I do want to be together like that.”

“Really?”

“That would be my favorite thing,” you said, and he laughed. He laughed, and you thought that maybe the two of you weren’t too different after all.

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