When your Dad is your arch-nemesis
D: I’ll kill you if it’s the last thing I’ll do.
F: Ha! You can try!
*Intense battle*
During the battle the villain’s mask gets torn off. The hero is stunned.
D: Dad?!
F: DAD?!?!?!
D: You’re my arch-nemesis?!
F: I’m sorry, who are you?
DAUGHTER takes mask off.
FATHER sudden intake of breath, on full lungs: DAUGHTER?!!?!?
D: So this is the ‘work’ you were doing when you said you wouldn’t be able to buy me chocolate, huh?! Liar!
F: Now, dear. I was busy terrorising innocent civillians.
D: Don’t give me that crap. I know for a fact that you robbed a few banks last week! You could’ve bought some chocolate while running away from police!
F: I couldn’t. You were attacking me from all sides!
D: Don’t be a baby! I threw you into a candy shop! You could have, at the very least, stolen some candies!
F: I was feeling like a decent human being!
D: You’re a criminal. You don’t even know what decency is! See, this is why mom left you!
F: Don’t bring your mother into this!
D: Oh, really? Try me!
DAUGHTER gone with a whosh and then appears with MOM
MOM looks around, then sees FATHER, her eyes narrow.
M: You. *with venom*
FATHER pales.
F: Hello, dear.
M: I will kill you.
FATHER whimpers.
M: You. You made our baby girl run around fixing your messes? Do you want to die?
F: Now, darling, I told our daughter that playing hero won’t suit her! *quickly, panicked*
D: Hey! You said I could be whatever I wanted to be!
F: Because I thought you would become a villain!
MOM cracks knuckles and tilts her head. FATHER takes a step back in fear.
M: ...Are you blaming our baby for all the shit you’ve caused?
FATHER look as if death came to greet him early.
F: Not at all, my beautiful, amazing wife! It’s all my fault! I take full responsobility!
FATHER loudly states, looks on the verge of combusting.
D whispers: Loser.
M: Ex-wife. *with killing intent*
F: Ex-wife. *energetically nods his head*
M: So this is where you were, doing “some important stuff ,my love”. *dangerously quiet*
MOM says quietly, filling the air with ice.
DAUGHTER, eating popcorn: OH! You’re in deep shit!
FATHER’s skin prickles.
M: You.
F: Me! *readlily agrees*
FATHER nodded with vigor.
M: I was watching my love-triangle show. And you.
MOM pointed a finger at him.
FATHER was as pale as snowman.
M:You cut off elecricity. For the whole city. I missed the confession scene. I missed the confession scene.
MOM pulls out a remote control.
M: You are dead meat. I’ll cook you for dinner.
That seemed possible. FATHER looked dead. No berating necessary.
Policemen in the distance.
P1:….Is that woman going to beat the most dangerous villain of the world.
Pause for emphasis.
P1, hysterical: With a remote control?
P2: Hey, stop that! That’s toxic masculinity! Don’t underestemate woman. Especially when you get in-between them and their romance shows.
P2 shivers.
P2: They’re scary.
Pause.
P1: Is she really beating him, with a remote?
P2: Look he’s taking it like a champ! *with mirth*
P2 claps his hands in delight.
P1: Where is the superhero?! Isn’t she, I don’t know, supposed to stop this?
P2: Look, she’s there, eating popcorn.
P1: What?! Isn’t she supposed to, um, protect the woman, uhhh, protect the villain from the woman?
P2: Nah, she lives for the drama. She let a bank robber go so she could see how his wife tore him apart. *shivers* That was a teryffying case. The robber turned himself in, said that he’ll take prison than take his wife. ‘Cause he could only survive one of those. The superhero was there the whole time, sometimes laughing, sometimes clapping her hands, to praise the good show.
P1: So then what do we do?
P2: Nothing.
P1: What?! Why?!
P2: The man’s already dead.
And that was that.
The villain arrived at the police station. Willingly. With a note stuck to his forhead. “Lending you the meat, can be treated roughly, return to me for further cooking”. Even the policemen felt sorry for the man.
This case would baffle police for decades.
The woman will have a statue erected in her honour, for deafeating the most dangerous man on earth, with a remote.
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meeting wyll at the grove, as someone who the tieflings trust enough to train their children, says so much about him. it's so sad that he doesn't get explored in acts 2-3 as deeply as the other companions, when his problems are equally intense. the average player probably long rests once before coming across the grove, but even if not, in that time wyll has already proven to the tieflings that they can rely on the Blade of Frontiers.
this is the immediate first thing he chooses to do after being condemned to slow death via ceremorphosis. his priority list in the first conversations with tav is: 1) hunt down a dangerous devil, 2) help zevlor with the goblins, 3) once nothing threatens the tieflings he will gladly search for a tadpole cure. wyll is perpetually his own last priority, and i wonder if it has to do with the lore about souls.
if he believes mind flayers' souls have been destroyed, and fiend warlocks will all have their souls sent to the hells after death, then becoming a mind flayer isn't the worst possible way for him to die. he would never become a mindless monster to save his own soul, but he's not gripped by horror the way that some of the other origin characters are. lae'zel has been made revoltingly impure to her people, astarion is terrified of losing the scrap of bodily autonomy he just regained, gale is guilt-ridden over the orb detonation if he dies, shadowheart has to survive to prove herself to her cult leader, and karlach has also just regained bodily autonomy and is desparate to live.
this is just another quest for the Blade, whose persona guards wyll ravengard against the vice of self-concern when he ought to be concerned for those in need.
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Halloween prompts no 28
Danny dropped his pencil when the door slammed open and a very angry vigilante pointed a finger at him, "YOU!"
The class around him started to chatter, wondering what was happening.
Voice raising an octave he answered dumbly, "Me?!"
"You didn't show up for the wedding!"
If the room full of teenagers were curious before they were nearly howling now. Fenton of all people is dating a potential superhero?! Marrying even?!
Standing up from his seat he grabbed his backpack, "I never agreed to the wedding!"
"Yes you did! I asked for your hand and you agreed!"
Danny thought back to when he and Robin first fought and he barely managed to hold his own, "I thought you were helping me up!"
"You will wed me as you agreed! Even if I have to challenge you for it!" Uh oh. Quick Fenton come up with something or you're gonna be a Wayne soon.
"Forced marriage is illegal in America!" Really brain? That's what you came up with???
"Then we will have the wedding in 'Eth Alth'eban!" Danny didn't even know what that was.
"Thats not the point!" Danny was acutely aware of all the eyes in the room, even Mr. Lancer seemed thoroughly enthralled by the scene that was unfolding. Which is just another reason why he needed to escape. He opened the window he had been edging toward since the start of this argument and flung himself out of it, ignoring the horrified screams of his classmates. He landed two stories down in the flowerbed and ran towards the football fields. Damian knew about Dannys powers, but that didn't mean he couldn't be deceived.
Damian followed after soon enough, leaving the class to explode with theories as to whats happening. Mr. Lancer took this moment to get back to what he was teaching by connecting it to what just happened and making them write a "short" story of a minimum 5 pages of what they thought happened here.
In reality Mr Lancer was an English literature major. Loving a good story came with the territory and oh boy did he need to know this story. Even if it was essentially just fanfiction from his students.
Theories run rampant throughout the school about what the truth was. Paulina even goes on a mushy gushy speel about The hero perhaps being a prince (technically true) that fell in love with Fenton (true), got Fenton to accidentally agree to a marriage proposal (true) and followed him here from his homeland to pursue his hand in marriage (also true)
The fact that Danny was constantly forced to use his powers in human form while being chased by his "fiance" was setting off every upgraded ghost alarm they came near, leading everyone to think Robin was a ghost. (Not true)
The Fenton parents go nuts when they find out a "ghost prince/ghost superhero no 2" was chasing thier son around and went to rescue him. Danny threatens to never forgive Robin if he kills his parents so birdy has to hold back.
Danny gets trapped in a ghost cage for a while as Fenton for his own good, gets told off by his parents as Phantom telling him they don't have time for him right now. Danny is both touched and offended. Even as thier top priority he's thrown onto the backburner. The chase ends with Robin carrying an unconscious Danny in a bridal carry into the Fenton portal while the camera in the lab livestreams it for all to see courtesy of a few tech nerds hacking
Tucker and Sam had been running interference all day and were exhausted. They were lucky Dannys secret was still safe.
Aka: Dannys Unfortunate Supernatural Romance from the Perspective of his Classmates
Do they follow them through the portal? Yes, but they have to corner Jazz, Sam and Tucker into letting them into the spector speeder under threat of snitching.
No one is allowed to ask why they're following a boomerang through the undead dimension.
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No one ever tells Obi-Wan that he is his Master's padawan.
Of course, for most people who had known Qui-Gon Jinn, telling someone else they resembled the the man would in fact be a thinly veiled insult. But still, Obi-Wan feels the absence of comparisons almost as strongly as he feels the absence of his Master.
There is no one for Obi-Wan to push against now, no strong presence at his side, ready to grab him by scruff and pull him back from another reckless stunt. It's an odd feeling. He has been set loose against his wishes. There is no one to his left and Anakin at his heels, but Anakin had needed, still needs, a strong, gentle figure for his prickly but sensitive heart. For even their worst bickering could not hold a candle to the scathing remarks he and Qui-Gon had shot at each other and Obi-Wan knows he cannot push and needle Anakin in the same way.
When Qui-Gon had been alive they had been an amusing, mirrored pair, the maverick and his rule-following padawan. Opposites clashing against each other, yet working together to complete the most difficult missions. Few saw that Qui-Gon's impertinence had indeed rubbed off on his padawan, cultivated from that small, angry initiate, because the only way to rebel against the rule-breaker had been to parrot the Council fastidiously. No one would ever get to see that again. Obi-Wan is one half of a mirrored pair trying to complete a routine on his own. What once was an impish, teasing compliance is now a betrayal of all his Master's values.
"How could Qui-Gon raise such a model Jedi?" He hears them say, "It's admirable that Master Kenobi was appointed to the Council despite his Master's maverick ways."
Padawan Kenobi would have yelled and kicked and screamed. Master Kenobi is serene. It should feel like an achievement. It feels like a disappointment.
Sometimes, Obi-Wan looks at the shape of the man he has moulded himself into, and aches to be his Master's padawan.
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