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mudwerks · 10 months
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Sam Allison, Trouble on Crazyman - Lion Books 183, 1953.
Cover by Rudy Nappi
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graspingremlinhands · 2 years
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Not me and my newest hyperfixation(Eternals) and an old one (Godzilla) merging into one thing:
Basically just thinking about what of the Eternals' powers Godzilla and the others could have when in their "Human form" (an idea not totally scrapted from one of my Au): take notes, the human form cannot sustain too much power, so either they have to turn complitely in their Titan form or have a mid-trasformation( that drained them up a good bit) or risk the failure of some organs:
Godzilla ofc keeps his atomic breath, but since he had to grow back the dorsal plates to use it, has learned to redirect the energy into his hands, so like Gilgamesh, he can pack very powerful punches. And like him, Goji loves to cook, he is very protective of his loved ones, but you have to look under the brooding and deadpan to find a sweetheart.
Mothra and Ajax have a lot in common, power and personality-like. Motherly, strong-willed, loving the human life. So she keep the healing powers, but also Ikaris' s flight and rays, that she can shoot from both eyes and wings. She need her wings to use her powers. as for the sting , she can use it only when in Titan form.
Rodan, more than an Eternals, his powers are more like the ones of the human torch. He can set himself on fire, entirely, but mostly just his hands to burn or melt things( for a limited amount of time) and fly(wings needed). But since I headcanon him as the youngest, why not giving him Sprite's power of illusion? Change his appearence or just turning invisible is something he would do. Especially since he has the tendency to get in troubles.
For Ghidorah I have to set the record straight: the brothers don't share the body, all three have their own. Something that is really different and more tiresome.
For Ni at first his powers have always based on electricity( after the stunt he pull in KOTM). He can generate, store and absorve it, then redirect it for attack. But after seeing Thena, I can't but help but imagine him, with a spear made of electricity, throwing himself in the misdt of battle, like the crazyman he is.
Ichi. Honestly he is the only one without Eternals power( for now). Since I have learned Ghidorah attack is called "Gravity beams" I imagine his power could be controlling gravity. So he can levitate, break his or others fall, walk on every superfice, immobilize foes, throws objects. Something good for both attacking and defending.
And San, good old San. The brother people seem to fear less, not without cause, he came as the most approchable. But what if I tell you, he has the power that I personally feared the most. Apparently it may seem he is powerless, or maybe he just have a superior agility and speed in comparison with a normal human.
However, dormant inside him, lays a peculiar ability. San has Druig's power. He is the one who can control minds. A power more easily attainable for him, when Ichi is in charge. When "he" thinks for them all. But now that San is in his own body he learned that he is more capable than he has ever tought. To use it he has to be complitely focused and in control of his emotions. Have a clean mind. Something that he is not very good at it. So he cannot use it on the fly, but needs a bit of more time. Has to be said, the power doesn't work on other Alphas and he has to be in mid-form to made it work on other Titans.
All three keeps the regenerative power, but not as strong. So sometimes they have to rely on someone'else( 🦋)
Well, a long a** post about something, that probably will never see the light of day. But I haven't posted anything of my own for long and seeing Eternals has been the most exciting thing of the last few months.
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christinedepizza · 4 years
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They were looking at him expectantly, their eyes both troubled and faintly hopeful, but Stan found he could not explain how he felt. The words had run out. There was a brick of feeling inside him, almost choking him, and he could not get it out of his throat. Neat as he was, sure as he was, he was still only an eleven-year-old boy who had that year finished the fourth grade. He wanted to tell them that there were worse things than being frightened. You could be frightened by things like almost having a car hit you while you were riding your bike or, before the Salk vaccine, getting polio. You could be frightened of that crazyman Khrushchev or of drowning if you went out over your head. You could be frightened of all those things and still function. But those things in the Standpipe ... He wanted to tell them that those dead boys who had lurched and shambled their way down the spiral staircase had done something worse than frighten him: they had offended him. Offended, yes. It was the only word he could think of, and if he used it they would laugh—they liked him, he knew that, and they had accepted him as one of them, but they would still laugh. All the same, there were things that were not supposed to be. They offended any sane person’s sense of order, they offended the central idea that God had given the earth a final tilt on its axis so that twilight would only last about twelve minutes at the equator and linger for an hour or more up where the Eskimos built their ice-cube houses, that He had done that and He then had said, in effect: “Okay, if you can figure out the tilt, you can figure out any damn thing you choose. Because even light has weight, and when the note of a trainwhistle suddenly drops it’s the Doppler effect and when an airplane breaks the sound barrier that bang isn’t the applause of the angels or the flatulence of demons but only air collapsing back into place. I gave you the tilt and then I sat back about halfway up the auditorium to watch the show. I got nothing else to say, except that two and two makes four, the lights in the sky are stars, if there’s blood grownups can see it as well as kids, and dead boys stay dead.” You can live with fear, I think, Stan would have said if he could. Maybe not forever, but for a long, long time. It’s offense you maybe can’t live with, because it opens up a crack inside your thinking, and if you look down into it you see there are live things down there, and they have little yellow eyes that don’t blink, and there’s a stink down in that dark, and after awhile you think maybe there’s a whole other universe down there, a universe where a square moon rises in the sky, and the stars laugh in cold voices, and some of the triangles have four sides, and some have five, and some of them have five raised to the fifth power of sides. In this universe there might grow roses which sing. Everything leads to everything, he would have told them if he could. Go to your church and listen to your stories about Jesus walking on the water, but if I saw a guy doing that I’d scream and scream and scream. Because it wouldn’t look like a miracle to me. It would look like an offense. Because he could say none of these things, he just reiterated: “Being scared isn’t the problem. I just don’t want to be involved in something that will land me in the nuthatch."
It, Stephen King
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