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paodocinh · 3 months
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Raiden Shogun and Qrow Branwen would be friends.
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shout out 2 my mam for listenning to me bark angrily about the most recent 'scream' sequel wiTHOUT beating me to death with a wooden spoon !!!!!!! bc im annoying. about films i like when the sequels or remakes are bad. and this most recent 'scream'. was. bad
if i may be so bold as to put forth a personal opinion, 'scream' should NEVER EVER have had ANY SEQUELS EVER. listennn i LOVED 'scream'!!!!! i truly did!!!!!! but given that it's half satire half deconstruction of the slasher genre (as the genre had become) it should ALWAYS have been a standalone film imo. it was pitch perfect and they should have just!!! LET IT BE!!!! but nooooOOOOoooo they had to make moORE MONEY~~~
adsoasdafdjiai whatever at least they didn't bring sidney back just to kill her. that would have really boiled my piss i swear i would have. BEEN VERY CROSS >:V
anyway as it stands i am. completely dissatisfied with this film, cannot in good conscience recommend. rated 3/10 but only bc hayden panettierre was there to calm my rage AND the ppl who survived did not annoy me too much 😔👌
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hqkalon · 7 months
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FOR MY SERVICE, DARLING.
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♱ KINKTOBER DAY 1 — BONDAGE | kinktober m.list
pairings : soldier könig x cadet reader
summary : close proximity while sharing a room with könig… headquarters knew better than placing a man and woman together.
content : nsfw, handcuffs/bondage, squirting, overstimulation,, petnames, shared room, manhandling/rough, size kink, dacryphilia & creampie
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to ever think you’d be deployed overseas from your main base in america to europe. walking through headquarters where you were stationed, trying to find the room number you were assigned— it was hard trying to find your way around with no detour.
“excuse me we are you lost?” a low voice crept upon the hallway walls, flashing red each second. “nope just headed to my assigned room.” you responded turning around as your eyes widened in surprise seeing a broad man tower over you. his face hidden behind a long cloth with holes cut out near the eyes.
wow. he was like a giant, quite literally. you could trace the veins down his ripped arms, admiring the t-shirt hugging his tone body as your eyes traced his abs through his shirt. fuck was he the man a delusional girl would dream of? yes.
there was a silence as you continued walking, hearing his footsteps behind you, “can i help you?” you scowled, why was he following you? you already knew most men in the hq couldn’t get their fun from time to time, but preying on you already was the upmost insane. “no i’m headed to my base as well.” he bluntly said, walking at the pace. “oh okay.” you pressed your lips together while speeding up, looking for the number 505 before accidentally padding the door. you reached out towards the handle opening the door, seeing one occupied twin bed and another untouched one— you trailed the room seeing a portrait of a handsome man smiling with his family before realizing your roommate was a man. your heart dropped as you tried to understand how could hq mix you up with a man.
your hands roamed through clothing on his bed trying find his name badge on his uniform. könig, you read aloud in your head.
clack.
your heart dropped as you heard the door knob open. no fucking way. and that was the day where everything between you two started— headquarters knew better than to place a woman and a man together in a room.
shared time together created a platonic bond, a platonic bond which no within the base knew about. what happened behind closed doors, stayed behind closed doors.
your arms bonded behind your with your back arched— face down ass up as könig bully his cock through your poor folds. “f-fuuckk könig.” you cried into the sheet of his mattress, broken moans fell from your drooling mouth. he was huge in more than one way, the way his large calloused hands gripped your waist as he repeatedly slammed into you with his low grunts, sending euphoric waves throughout your body as you trembled in pleasure. “i know baby, i know.” he cooed, angling his hips deep against your sweet spot inside you squelching pussy.
your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he stretched your pussy out so perfectly— sinful clapping noises of skin to skin contact filled the room as his hips met your ass. your fingers fidgeted together, yanking against the cuffs as heated pleasure ran up your thighs. “s-shitt are you close darling?” he hummed in pleasure as you squeezed around him, grabbing onto the cuffs around your wrist as you winced at the action— feeling you skin rub against the steel.
"oh my god!" his other hand deepened your arch making your tummy tighten as the head of his cock began pressing into your spongy g-spot, "that's itt, just a bit more." but back a moan with his shaky voice, speeding ip his thrusts as his mind clouded with the thought of reaching his high. "nghh w-wait königgg!" you sobbed, skin tingling with warm buzzes, “s-sorry… fuckk i’m close.” he hovered over your tiny body, pushing your head deeper into the soft mattress with his hand the size of your head.
“gonna cum for me baby?” he growled into your ear as your body shuttered. you loved this side of könig, he made you feel submissive in the perfect way. you whined, feeling your cunt drool with pleasure. “y-yess! g’na cum!” whining into the mattress as he fucked into your used hole at an animalistic pace. “let’s cum together.” he lustfully ached for a release.
your heart raced throughout your body, feeling light-headed as your vision burned white— feeling helpless being unable to do anything, but take what was given babbling incoherent words— drowning in pleasure as your body completely broke down. “fuck fuck fuckk!” you wailed, there was a feeling completely different from the times you usually orgasm— this feeling was stronger, more intense and unexplainable. “i-i’m gonna pee, wait!” you choked up words as könig’s cock dragged along your sensitive walls, “yeah? go ahead and squirt for me baby.”
his lips brushed against your nape, licking a wet stripe up your neck before pecking a kiss. your body began shaking as your body instantly shot through intense pleasure , “cummingg oh my god— !!” your vision blurred with tears streaming down your pretty face— swallowing könig’s cock whole, wetting the sheets in your heat. “s-shitttt.” he threw his head back, heavily thrusting into your hole as it milked him dry.
his warm seed filled your tummy as his strokes simmered down, cooling off the both of your highs as he unlocked the cuffs around your wrist. “this time let’s try rope.” he flipped your weakened body over as you were know lying on your back, his thick fingers traced along the bruises of your wrist before pressing soft kissing against them.
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peachesofteal · 5 months
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Soap x Cypher's masterlist 18+ mdni / dark and twisty themes / dubcon / explicit, spanking Soap/female reader Sergeant MacTavish teaches you a lesson about honesty
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"Cypher."
"Yeah?" You barely look up, too focused on the raw data that's filtering across your screen.
"Laswell asked for you." You don't hear it at first, the request. You're too lost in the lines and lines of code, numbers, letters, symbols all working together, where is it, where- "Cypher!" your coworker barks, and you jump.
"Shit. Sorry... what?"
"Laswell. Upstairs. Briefing room. Now?" Your lips quirk, head hanging. Yeah, guess you deserved that.
"Did she say for what?"
"No. And it's not my place to ask." They jerk their head, and you lockdown your console. Fine.
Station Chief Laswell scares you. She's probably one of the smartest people you've ever met, quick with analysis, observation, she can read a situation from top to bottom in less than three seconds. She knows everyone, and everything.
And, she handles the 141.
You don't have frequent interaction with her. You report to her, ultimately, but it's hard to understand where she falls on the org chart. It's hard to understand where you fall on the org chart, if you're being honest, since you're not military, just a civilian contractor. All of the authoritative titling and chain of command makes your head spin a little bit, and you've pretty much decided to ignore it all. Keep your head down, do your job, mind your ps and qs. Your yes sirs and no sirs.
You tap your knuckles against the briefing room door.
"Come in." It's a man's voice, a deep, smooth voice with a British accent, and it makes you pause, confused. I thought Laswell was up here?
You push the door open, hesitantly, and what you find makes your stomach nearly crawl up into your mouth.
The 141 are in here. You glance around hastily before finding Laswell, eyes a little wider than you’re comfortable with. They’re all seated at the table, looking at you, and when you peek at Sergeant MacTavish, he cocks his head so subtly, you might have missed it. Fuck. Shit. Why is he looking at you like that? You think you might pass out. Why do you feel like this around him?
"Gentleman. This is the civilian specialist I told you about." She gestures to you, giving them your government name before continuing, and they all nod. "This is Captain Price, Lieutenant Riley, Sergeant Garrick, and Sergeant MacTavish." She points to each, making the introductions to which you nod, and smile, trying as hard as you can to make eye contact so they don't think you're rude. When she gets to MacTavish, your stomach heats, and on instinct, your eyes drop to the floor before glancing back up to find him focused on you, jaw tight, eyes narrowed.
"You're Cypher." Lieutenant Riley comments, and you nod, surprised. How does he know you?
"That's uh... my nickname. Sir."
“Cypher is our resident analytics expert, and we believe she’s located your targets.” Laswell continues, tapping a key on her laptop that wakes up the black screen of the giant TV. You do a double take when you see your work up there, your lists of compiled data, cross matched and sorted. “I was hoping you could walk them through some of this.” Oh. Oh no. Talk to them?
“Uh okay.” Your fingers find each other, instinctually, trying to pick and tear at your skin as your heart rate speeds up. “This is-“ you glance at the screen, and then back at their expectant faces. Sergeant MacTavish is watching you, predatory gleam in his eyes, and you gulp. Is it hot in here? It’s hot in here. “This is a highlight of hot zones in two different target cities. It’s pulled from local agencies’ databases, everything from license plate readers to residency records, IP hits and census information. After cross matching with all possible identities for your targets, family members, associated persons, patterns of behavior, I confidently believe I've identified and located your subjects, and they reside in these areas.”
"You know who they are?" The Captain asks, surprised, and you nod.
“How confident are ye?” Sergeant MacTavish asks, and you blink.
“Uh, like ninety percent” He looks… displeased. “Sir.” You tack on at the end, hoping to see some sort of approval for it, and when it doesn’t come, the ache inside you widens.
“I like those odds. Heard you were good, but this is something' else. Our intelligence has been working on ID'ing these guys for months with no luck.” Sergeant Garrick raises an eyebrow, exchanging a look with his Captain, and you brighten a little bit. Okay, that’s good. Right? You did good?
“Not sure ninety percent is good enough.” Sergeant MacTavish answers, and Laswell nods like she agrees. You wilt. Welp. And now your boss agrees. “Can ye show me the raw data?”
“I- sure, it’s…” you snap your mouth shut abruptly when he stands, and motions for you to follow him out the door.
“Let’s go then.”
You don’t make it back down to your console. Instead, he pushes you inside a maintenance closet, hand firm on your shoulder, guiding you down to your knees in the back, behind a shelf.
“Sergeant I don’t understand, I-“
“Ye tryin’ to send us out on a wild goose chase?”
“What?” You stare up at him, jaw slack. He’s terrifying, lit by damp, yellow light, arms crossed in front of his chest. There’s something in the way he looks at you, something that makes your thighs press together instinctively and at the same time, your heart starts palpitating. “Sir, I don’t-“ his hand darts forward, pinching your cheeks between his thumb and forefinger, squishing them just a bit with a menacing smile.
"Are ye tryin' to send us on a wild goose chase? Yes or no, specialist."
"Nossir." It mushes together in your mouth, vowels trapped between your cheeks, and he nods.
"I didnae think ye were." He releases you, only to step closer, and you gulp when his hands find the waistband of your pants. "Take these to yer knees. Now."
"My... my pants?"
"Aye." When you don't move, he sighs. "Ye dinnae want me to have to ask a second time, do ye?" And no, you don't. Because you're sure whatever is coming will be far worse if you test his patience.
It's humiliating, dropping the pants to your knees, and the mortification gets even worse when his finger slips under the hem of your very boring, generic brand black cotton thong, pulling it with a yank so it jerks you forward and you almost trip.
"Sergeant... Sir, I'm sorry, I-"
"Why are ye sorry? Stay put." He turns away for a second, locating an old, fold up chair that he sets up where he was standing, settling into it with his knees spread. "Now, come."
"I'm sorry, I don't know why... why this is happening, I don't understand." You try to explain your confusion, but it all comes out as nonsense, and he nods, sympathetically, like he's sad for you, in a mocking, cruel way.
He taps his thigh.
"Hips here." He instructs, moving you like a doll when you start to bend down, pressing your belly against one leg, your breasts and collarbone against the other, ass in the air. "Bleedin' Christ. Ye sure are a sight." He squeezes you, fingers rough in the swell of your cheeks, before smoothing over the skin of your hip, pressing a firm palm to the small of your back. "Do ye know why we're doin' this?"
"No." You whisper, eyes closed. You don't know why you're doing any of this, why he's doing it. You don't know why he picked you, why he keeps you in his sights, why he has you bent over his knee. You don't know why you felt floaty and fucked up after the first time, why you dreamt about it, why you felt like you needed it. This is wrong. Isn't it? He swats your ass, barely a tap, and you flinch. "Sir. Sorry. Sir."
"Ye said you were ninety percent."
"I did."
"But I know, ye're better than ninety percent, aren't ye, my wee genius?" Your lungs are burning with the breath you're holding, and you let it out in a burst.
"Yes." You whisper to the floor.
"Why did ye lie?" The question is followed by a swing of air, and then a palm is stinging across your skin, pin prickles of pain making you whimper. "Count."
"One-e." You gasp. He doesn't pull his punches. He strikes fast. True. Twice in a row, the intensity making you choke on a whine. "Two, three. I didn't."
"Ye did." He rubs the point of impact, cooing at your ass like it needs comfort, before asking again. "Why did ye lie?"
"I wasn't, I-" Smack. This one comes in the exact same spot, a cruel choice, and you bite down on your lip, eyes scrunching shut. "Four."
"Why did ye lie?" You don't answer right away, and he swings, palm swatting down onto your other cheek, skin rippling beneath the hit. It steals your breath, and he prompts you again, with the same question, and you fail to answer, his response coming swiftly against you, smacking raw against burning skin. It's starting to shift now, the pain blurring the lines between uncomfortable and unbearable, while also taking on a different characteristic all together, one that has blood rushing beneath your skin, clit rubbing against the front of your pulled tight thong uncomfortably, not enough contact or pressure to do anything, but enough to drive you insane. You blink, trying to keep yourself together, trying to prevent floating away into space somewhere.
"Sir!" You pant, and he laughs, shadow of a hand swinging through the air, landing against you with a resounding crack.
"Tell me. Why did ye lie?"
"I-" You scramble for an answer. Why did you lie? Why didn't you just say the truth, the facts. What you knew, without a doubt. Why did you lie? "I was scared."
"Of what?"
"Of... of the room. Of making a mistake."
"But ye didnae make a mistake. Ye found a needle in a haystack." You nod. He's right, you did. "So the next time I ask ye how confident ye are, ye say one hundred. Ye tell everyone in that room, that ye did something other people can't, and ye own it."
"Y-yes sir." You whisper, and he runs a palm over the screaming skin of your ass.
"Good girl." He murmurs, your lower lip trembling. "Ye did good for me. So good."
"Thank you." You sniffle, and he shifts your body, lowering you to your knees in front of the chair, pants bunched under your bones like a little cushion.
"Sir?" You ask, confused as he pats your cheek, bending to press a long, hot kiss to your mouth, fingertips stroking across your pussy, overtop your underwear, before pulling back with a devilish smirk.
“Open.” He instructs, and your eyes widen. “Not goin’ tell ye again, sweet Cy. Open. Now.” You do, lips parting, mouth cranking wide, and he removes his fingers, hand drifting to his pants. Oh, fuck.
If your mouth wasn’t already hanging open, it would have dropped to the floor when he pulled his cock free. It’s long, long enough that it’s intimidating, and thick, probably as wide as your wrist, flushed red at the tip. There’s a bead of pre come dripping from the head, cozy crop of brown curls at the base.
“S-s-sir.” You squeak, and he smiles, cupping the back of your head as he taps your lips with it. "It won't- I can't, it's too-"
"I'll teach ye." He grunts, feeding you his cock slowly, tears falling down over your cheeks when he presses it into the back of your throat, as much as you can go, not even to the root yet. "That's it. Jus' like that, easy." He uses your mouth, your face, hand firm on the back of your head, stroking in and out between your lips until they go numb, faster and faster until you believe you might pass out, cock head jamming down past your tongue, blocking your airway with each thrust. You think you might black out. You could be blacked out right now, and not even know. You're not positive you're still in your body, the body with a sore, stinging ass, wet pussy, and occupied mouth, your Sergeant using you as he sees fit, determined to possess you like some sort of demon. You gag on him, throat seizing, and he pushes through it, bound and determined, your name a ragged whisper whistling through his teeth. "Fuck, swallow it. Dinnae lose a drop." He grits, and then plunges all the way, flooding you with sticky, sour salted earth that pours down your throat, hot come dripping down into your stomach.
You sit there, on your knees, after, stunned, unmoving. He shifts around you, pulling your pants up, fixing your hair, wiping your face. He's speaking to you too, murmuring soft words in your ear, lips touching your cheek, your temple, something about how good you are, how sweet, how he's not going to let anything happen to you, how you don't have to worry, because he's here now- and you slip into it like you're falling into your bed, closing your eyes and drifting away, melting into his side when he gathers you up, cradles you against his chest.
"C'mon sweet Cy. Let's get ye to bed."
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ceilidho · 4 months
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Do you have any advice on doing a character study for a character before writing them? Stuff like how they’d act/respond 👁👄👁
haha it's quite tricky, I won't lie! it's definitely one of the things I struggle with the most (writing really well-rounded and defined characters). Here are a couple things that I do, but keep in mind that I'm reeaaalllyyyy not an expert on this. I'm still learning so much about characterization every day.
If you're writing fanfiction, watch or read the source material as much as possible, until you can almost hear the way the character sounds in your head. Take time to understand things like their accent and how they speak (do they talk a lot or very little? do they use slang or enunciate everything? do they speak quickly or slowly?). Here, you just want to concentrate on the cadence of their speech / their speech patterns. If they speak plainly or use lots of proverbs or turns of phrases, that sort of thing. If you have that down, you've honestly done half the work. Even I often reread my work and go "fuck, all of these people SOUND the same even though they're saying different things".
This is harder if you're not writing fanfiction and have to create your own universe, but regardless of whether you're writing for an existing IP or your own 'verse, I think understanding your character's cultural and religious background is so crucial to developing them. It's a big part of the lens through which they see the world, whether consciously (if they're a very religious character for example, or raised in a specific country) or subconsciously (for example, I grew up catholic so I relate to the world through that lens, even though I'm not a religious person - it just heavily informed me in my childhood years). For this Bear story, I had to do a bit of research around Baptist theology because I knew Bear would be a religious character (whether or not he's struggling with that religion) and it would heavily inform how he sees the world around him. I listened to some sermons, talked to someone with a Baptist background, and also thought about how that background with tie into his desire to have a family).
Pick like 3-5 words that you think best describe your character and just write them down somewhere. I've never been very successful when I make huge character sheets for my characters or try to write a super detailed background for them, so I try to give myself a bit of grace and be brief about it. You can always expand on it going forward. Like for someone like Bear, I might pick: family-oriented, religious (Christian), gruff, and scrupulous. You can also do this in the reverse way and try to think of what they're not (same example with Bear, I might go: conniving, hedonistic, flighty, and optimistic LMAO). This is a nice way to put like, boundaries around your character.
In the framework of your story, try to pick a trajectory for your character, or a goal. At least have one, but you could have a couple. If they're directionless, that works too! But they should want something or aspire to be something. This counts even if they think that thing they want is beyond them or unattainable - it's still a want/goal pushing them forward. This can also be an unconscious goal by the way -> like a very hedonistic character that likes to party who's slowly getting worn down from that life and doesn't even realize they want to settle down, or vice versa! Someone who feels trapped in their mundane life but thinks that's what's expected of them. The character doesn't have to know they want this goal.
Fatal flaws. This is a big one. What is something that might get in the way of them achieving their goal or might influence how they get it? Easiest way to think of this is just looking at the 7 deadly sins (soooo corny, but it's a good place to start). Characters are never perfect, so give them a reason to struggle.
And honestly lastly? Trial and error, baby. Take your vaguely defined character and figure out what you want them to achieve (whether or not they get it is beside the point), and then work out how they might go about achieving that. If they'd run full throttle towards it because they think they deserve it or whether they'd fight it every step of the way because they either don't think they want it or don't think they deserve it.
I'm sorry if this is very messy!! It also totally depends on you as a writer. When I try to make "character background sheets", it gives me anxiety and I end up not following through with my writing versus when I try to keep it brief and just dive into the writing and slowly change things and edit as I write. But maybe a sheet works best for you!
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clownboymcchucklefuck · 5 months
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Virgil Evans Analysis
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Analysis under the cut hehehe
Virgil is definitely one of my favorite yanderes just because of how deep his character is. Something about the mix of trauma and also just pure obsession and desperation go together perfectly. So first off, trauma and this man has been through some shit especially since his trauma is what makes him a yandere.
-Virgil’s Backstory:
First of all, a few days before Virgil’s tenth birthday he had an argument with his father who then had to go and visit his sister whose husband had passed away from another country and went on a plane. There was a malfunction during the flight which sadly killed Thomas. It’s pretty clear that this had a hard impact on Virgil and his childhood considering that he had to go to therapy due to his mom noticing that he coped by playing the games his father had bought him before he died in his alone time. 
In highschool he joined a track team and was the second fastest runner but then later quit since he figured that wasn't what he wanted to do for the rest of his life, his sister Sarah introduced him to theater and all this ends up showing a lot in his yandere behavior but right now we talking about traumatic backstory so shhhhhhh. He started a band with a few of his friends and it was going pretty well for him until one of his band mates started a rumor about him ‘sleeping around’ just because Virgil politely declined their love confession. Virgil got so mad that the bandmate couldn't handle the rejection that bro literally whooped their ass.
During college Virgil spent most of his time hanging out with his younger siblings and helping his mom with the house when she wasn't able to be home. He was doing very well mentally and was even considering getting himself back out there to start dating again. But one day as he sat in his house he started to question the state of his reality, That's when everything around him had started to glitch. Virgil could only watch and cry as he watched his family and everything he thought was home disintegrate and fade away in front of him. 
Leaving only him. All alone. 
-Virgil’s Yandere Behavior:
Oh dear.
Okay but as sweet and fluffy Virgil he is not one to fuck around with. I say this because I have literally asked so many questions, done so much research to say that escaping Virgil might as well be impossible. 
In that case that you do run away Virgil can 1, track you down using technology (Your phone plus other people's devices around you.) 2, will crossdress and mimic a woman's voice using his theatrical talents to gain your trust before revealing his identity and taking you back. Keep in mind that getting caught by Virgil after trying to escape also gets you the bye bye leg movement treatment where he puts you to sleep before paralyzing your legs. Also just running away period is difficult too, mf taking morning jogs and being the second faster runner in track is definitely catching my iron deficient ass.
Also you can’t hide anything from elf boy. I did send an ask because I saw some people trying to trick Virgil by revealing their plan in Spanish but since Spanish is one of the three languages Virgil speaks it didn't work. I tried the same thing but instead I used dutch. But surprise surprise even if you don't speak his languages they still go through his code and translate it for him. Also in Yoshi’s words, “he has your ip, your home address too, your government files say alot about you”. 
Virgil is always watching you. He watches everywhere you go. It doesn't matter if you're in his world or your world he can watch you. I innately thought that he could only do this through devices but no. Devices or not he always finds a way. He can also crawl through devices and you can’t stop him either. (Throw shit at him anyways though.) and this also means he can drag you back to his dimension too. 
Watches you sleep and steals your shit (Clothes) kjasnjkcnask-
He's a fae. That's a danger in itself. He can put curses and hexes on people if they have feelings for MC. But that's usually after he stalks your friend for any information to blackmail them about to get them away from MC. Same thing goes for if say a roommate is hurting MC then he’ll blackmail them to get them away from you but if they don't then he’s not afraid to take matters into his own hands. 
It is also impossible to get away from him by fighting. It’s been talked about a few times but Virgil was in alot of fights during highschool with different types of species so he definitely knows what he's doing when it comes to fighting. Virgil also doesn't feel normal pain like a human, throwback to when a ask stabbed him and he just casually said ow and pulled the knife out. He feels pain but nearly as much as a human does.
Now doing research for this theory and reading through all the WYS posts I found something and I'm shocked how much people forgot about it:
Even after death, he still knows who you are when you are a different identity.
-Overall Analysis: 
Virgil is very patient, calm and gentle with MC but at the same time he’s clearly not one to fuck with. If MC pushes the right buttons it can push him to curse MC and basically ruin their life. But that's extremely rare. He is a fae and despite being gentle and caring he can be dangerous. Whenever he paralyzes MC’s legs he doesn't know what he's done until it's already been done. A trait that is in Virgil whether it be yandere or OG he is always a caretaker, yandere Virgil however tends to have more twisted ways/delusional ways however. But at the same time he does prefer to take the more patient routes and kidnapping MC is a last resort.
Virgil is very family oriented, we can see that from his childhood, how he kept his dads necklace and how he treats his siblings. Virgil misses his family dearly and he’s clearly traumatized from the event. Something I find terrifying is that Virgil doesn't care if MC wants a relationship with him or just wants a roommate type of thing. He just doesn't want to be alone. Don’t leave him alone. You’re the only person that exists besides him. You can’t leave.
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D&Ducks
So, I was originally going to make this post for when I hit 300 followers, but I don’t think that’s going to happen anytime soon, and I’ve been thinking about this for way too long, so fuck it. I’m just gonna post this now and see what happens.
In case it wasn’t obvious from the hints I’ve scattered through Aftermath, I am a huge D&D nerd. I love playing the game, I love running the game, I love the monsters, everything. And what I particularly love doing is building characters and monsters for the game. I use a lot of custom monsters for the games that I run, even though I don’t end up using all of them, and what I’ve done in the past is that I created character sheets and stat blocks for some of our favourite anthropomorphic ducks. In fact, on my main blog, I documented a solo adventure that I ran by myself, for myself, in story format as I put these duck characters through a premade advennture! (I eventually stopped, because playing a D&D game by yourself is as dull as it sounds)
So today, I’m going to revisit those roots and lay out how I would build the Ducktales characters as tabletop RPG player characters! This is something I’ve given way too much thought to, so be warned – this is going to be quite long-winded, with little to nothing to do with Aftermath itself, and of interest to only a small subset of people.
Let’s begin!
The Basics
I want to preface this whole thing by mentioning that while I’m going to try and describe these characters in a way that can be transposed onto any RPG system, I’m going to be using the Pathfinder RPG (1st edition) as a basis for these characters, just because it’s what I’m most familiar with at the moment. The basics are the same – roll a 20-sided dice, add a number and hope to get a big enough total – but there are more nitty-gritty rules and it's way easier to kill off your characters.
Another thing to keep in mind is that I’ll be inserting these characters into a D&D setting of my own creation, rather than any pre-existing settings. I don’t have a name for it, but essentially this setting is an undisciplined mix-and-match of characters from different IPs that interest me. The McDucks, in this setting, live as a powerful noble family in a kingdom of united beast-folk families.
Final thing is that even though these guys are anthropomorphic ducks, they’re going to have the racial traits of humans to make things simpler on me. I’ll also be giving them a swim speed of 15 feet in addition to those traits.
Dewey
This spry duck stands with the cockiness of an ambitious hero, a sword in each hand. A bright blue tabard, tattered from numerous skirmishes, flows down his chest to cover steel armour of haphazard construction.
Age: 16 Alignment: Chaotic Good Class/Level: Fighter 3/Bard 1 Ability Scores: STR 16, DEX 16, CON 14, INT 10, WIS 8, CHA 14
In this world, the triplets were raised by their uncle Donald in a quiet fishing village on the outskirts of the city of Duckland, in the providence of Calisota. They never got so much as a hint of their caretaker’s history as an adventurer, not until they found their uncle’s old adventuring gear, stowed away in the attic of their house. Among this gear was two finely made swords, both of which Dewey snatched up and started swinging around – resulting in the destruction of several family items and the near decapitation of Huey. Donald was forced to tell the triplets of his past as an adventurer, and the revelation shook them to the core. To make up for it, he decided to teach them how to adventure properly, in the hopes that if they wouldn’t be persuaded out of their trouble-making instincts, he could at least teach them to be safe while doing it.
Dewey remains the chief chaos-monger of the triplets. Ambitious and eager to live up to his family name, Dewey often throws himself into danger without hesitation, giving no thought to possible traps, uneven terrain, or indeed, the strength of whoever he’s fighting against compared to his own. He makes up for his recklessness by being virtually untouchable in a fight, deflecting swords, claws and spells with his twin swords. The longer blade, named Helios, was once wielded by his Uncle Donald. The shorter blade, Asteria, was his mother’s.
Against intelligent foes, Dewey never fights to kill – a trait unique to the McDuck adventurers – but rather, he tries to disarm and trip his foes, intimidating them into surrender. He’s remarkably acrobatic, and his fights are often performative in nature – hence his level in Bard. The sheer bravado he displays in combat inspires his family to fight even more fiercely and distracts his foes long enough for him to knock the wind out of them.
Huey
This anxious duck wears a heavy breastplate and a red cap, a collapsible spear slung around his back. He holds a large, heavy book bound in red leather with the letters ‘WJW’ imprinted upon it.
Age: 16 Alignment: Neutral Good Class/Level: Cleric 2/Wizard 2 Ability Scores: STR 14, DEX 10, CON 12, INT 16, WIS 15, CHA 13
Though regarded as a do-gooder by his brothers, Huey Duck is just as brave, ambitious and adventurous as the other McDucks. He took the role of the older brother quickly, seeing himself as a caretaker of his brothers and, prior to moving into Manor McDuck, the fixer-upper of torn clothes, broken furniture, and the like. With a resourcefulness and intellect beyond his years, Huey takes the role as both the primary healer of the party and – when the occasion calls for it – the firepower.
Huey originally had his heart set on joining the Woodchuck rangers, a group of survivalists and wilderness protectors on the outskirts of the world. While there, he met clerics and priests of Artemis, goddess of the hunt, with whom he made a rapport with. He even began to learn the ways of these wilder clerics, learning magic that could heal, magic that could wound, and magic that let him shape the natural world around him. In the end, however, he was rejected by the rangers, for while his survival skills were impeccable, his fighting prowess left much to be desired. Disheartened, but determined to make use of what he’d learned, he continued his studies of the ways of Artemis, delving deeply into his survival skills and the art of restorative magic.
At some point during his escapades with his uncle, Lord Scrooge McDuck, Huey became enamoured with the other side of magic – that of the arcane. He poured over arcane tomes, taking on wizardly studies in addition to his clerical practices. He has recently begun leaning more heavily towards wizardry, for while he’s grateful to Artemis for his abilities, he considers the goddess to be more of a tutor than an idol to be worshipped. He’ll never be the strongest of Artemis’s faithful, and he’s made peace with that – wizards get more exciting spells, anyway.
Louie
This youthful duck leans against the alley wall, his head concealed by a dark green hood. He smirks at you, absent-mindedly flipping a coin up and down in the air.
Age: 16 Alignment: Chaotic Neutral Class/Level: Rogue 3/Sorcerer 1 Ability Scores: STR 9, DEX 15, CON 12, INT 12, WIS 13, CHA 18
Thief. Charlatan. Snake. Louie Duck has been called many things, and he’s never let any of it stick. He’s out for himself and his family first, and what he’s out for is treasure. Coins, gems, jewellery – he doesn’t care. He loves it all. He’ll do the right thing for his family (though not without a fair share of grumbling), but he always makes sure he gets something out of it, and he isn’t above guilting or threatening the other party into upping his eventual reward.
Louie is a rogue. Obviously. He specializes in deceit, coercion, lock- and trap-picking, and even forging documents, if the opportunity is ripe. He tries to avoid combat if he can help it, but when he’s eventually forced into it, he relies on being able to feint against his opponents to catch them off-guard. When this doesn’t work, his alternative strategy is to bamboozle his foe, trying to convince them that he’s on their side, or that there’s a bugbear behind him, or that they don’t really want to hurt him. And when that fails, he panics, runs away, and then takes potshots from afar with his crossbow.
During one of the family’s adventures, Louie came really close to death. A screeching owlbear had ambushed the party and cornered Louie alone. Disarmed, wounded, and terrified, Louie tapped into something dormant deep inside him and – with a pop – vanished. He re-appeared a mere five seconds later, but that five seconds was all his family needed to redirect the beast’s attention and save his life. Since then, Louie has continued to delve into his hereto unknown sorcerous powers, learning more and more about them each time he calls upon them.
Webby
This wild-looking duck girl wears a loose-fitting pink blouse and a purple skirt, with a matching pink tie in her headfeathers. She gets into a battle stance, grinning eagerly.
Age: 15 Alignment: Chaotic Good Class/Level: Ninja 4 Ability Scores: STR 14, DEX 17, CON 14, INT 13, WIS 12, CHA 12
Webby is as wild, excitable and knowledgeable as she is in canon, raised in the manor of Lord McDuck and trained by her grandmother to be a silent and deadly assassin of House McDuck. To Lady Beakley’s disappointment, while Webby has proven to have mastered the arts of stealth and disguise, she's really squeamish about killing people for some reason.
Webby takes after her granny as a highly skilled ninja – a class somewhere between the monk and the rogue. A master of stealth, disguise, martial arts and more, Webby may not seem like it, but she’s one of the most accomplished spies Lady Beakley has ever had the privilege of training. Moreover, her training allows her to access a limited well of mystical energy that allows her to perform impossible acts. Her preferred method of attack is to overwhelm her foes with quick, rapid strikes before retreating into the shadows and hiding before they realise what happened.
Aside from being an incredible warrioress, Webby also fancies herself as an amateur historian and lorekeeper – particularly when it comes to the McDuck family history. The arcane and the occult may be guesswork to her, but ask her to name an ancestor of Clan McDuck, and she’ll give you the entire genealogical tree. She knows about every single historical event that happened in Duckland, and she can name all the native monsters in the area, right down to their weaknesses, habitats, diets, and the best method to befriend them (just in case).
Scrooge McDuck
This elderly duck stands with the pride and confidence of an experienced adventurer. His cane, cloak, top hat and bright red plate armour all combine to make an imposing figure out of this old duck.
Age: ??? Alignment: Neutral Good Class/Level: Fighter 6/Rogue 4/Duellist 10 Ability Scores: STR 11, DEX 10, CON 8, INT 15, WIS 15, CHA 16
Ruling from McDuck Manor, Scrooge is the Lord of Duckland, and one of the most powerful and influential figures in Calisota. With a manor full of artifacts, treasures and magical items, he is known throughout the land as the Richest Duck in the World, and you’d be hard-pressed to deny it. This Scrooge is mostly unchanged from the one we all know and love from canon, except this Scrooge has an army of trained soldiers, a cabal of ingenious wizards, and a small cabinet of assassins who have one loyalty and one alone – House McDuck.
You may not have heard of the Duellist class if you’ve only come in from D&D 5th edition. Honestly, you might not have heard of it even if you haven’t. The Duellist is a prestige class, one you can only take levels in if you meet the specific prerequisites, whose abilities allow Scrooge to fight with a flourish. He fights like the heroic swordsmen of old, parrying aside the blades of his foes and deftly moving around them before they can even pinpoint where he is. He fights not with a traditional blade, but with a sword concealed within his cane – a gift, from the late Ludwig Von Drake.
Other D&D aficionados may also notice that Scrooge’s physical abilities are a bit low – that, unfortunately, is due to his venerable age. In Pathfinder, your physical abilities reduce with age, while your mental abilities improve. In his prime, Scrooge’s ability scores were STR 17, DEX 16, CON 14, INT 12, WIS 12 and CHA 13, but the days of his prime are long behind him. For this reason, before going into battle, he typically equips himself with a Belt of Physical Perfection, restoring his physical prowess to what it was as a young lad. I know canon Scrooge doesn’t like to use magic (and he still doesn’t here), but that’s… really not an option in a fantasy RPG like this.
Donald Duck
With an incoherent squawking sound, this sailor rushes into the fray, swinging his fists wildly and leaping onto his foes.
Age: 42 Alignment: Neutral Good Class/Level: Barbarian 12 Ability Scores: STR 15, DEX 11, CON 13, INT 10, WIS 15, CHA 13
This good-natured, short-tempered, and risk-averse fisherman may not seem like much at first glance, but he was, in fact, once an adventurer. And as far as the rest of his family are concerned, he still is. Once a sailor for the House McDuck navy, Donald retired from his adventuring life after his twin sister, Della, was lost to the Astral Plane in an impromptu expedition gone wrong. Though he was pulled back into the adventuring life by his triplet nephews, he has never lost his cautious edge, and he remains as the most responsible member of the McDuck family.
Donald fights as he does in canon – by flying into a rage and launching himself at his opponent. He punches, kicks, bites, trips, and attacks every part he can get a hold of. In the old days, he used to use an enchanted sword, though it has been so long since he picked up the blade that much of its magic has disappeared. Nowadays, he relies on a pair of enchanted cestuses, which are essentially medieval boxing gloves with metal plates and rivets.
Mrs. Beakley
This enormous, bulky woman looms over you, her cold gaze peering into your soul. Despite her housekeeper attire, she stands tall and rigid like a soldier, and the sheathed sword on her belt does not escape your attention.
Age: Late 70s/early 80s Alignment: Lawful Neutral Class/Level: Ninja 16 Ability Scores: STR 14, DEX 8, CON 8, INT 15, WIS 17, CHA 11
Mrs. Bentina Beakley, unmarried, is the silent right hand of Lord McDuck. On the surface, she is merely the housekeeper of the manor. Beneath that, however, Beakley becomes a terrifyingly effective spymaster who has her eyes everywhere throughout the realm. Though her days as an assassin are over, she remains a cold, clever, yet surprisingly empathetic figure – so much so that she was willing to give up her career to raise a young Webby Vanderquack.
Like Scrooge, Bentina has suffered from reductions to her physical abilities from her old age, in exchange for bonuses to her mental ability scores. Her abilities in her prime were STR 20, DEX 14, CON 14, INT 12, WIS 14, CHA 8. Unlike Scrooge, she does not have any magic that can improve her abilities, but she also doesn’t see the need to. She fancies herself more of a ‘behind-the-scenes’ person these days, managing an intricate network of spies and blades for hire, gathering blackmail and intelligence for use against the enemies of House McDuck.
Launchpad
The friendly airship pilot waves at you from the cockpit, oblivious to the fact that he’s flying you directly into a mountain.
Age: 31 Alignment: Lawful Good Class/Level: Commoner 5 Ability Scores: STR 12, DEX 11, CON 17, INT 8, WIS 11, CHA 13
Launchpad remains the happy-go-lucky guy he is in canon, save that he now pilots an airship instead of an airplane. And rest assured, he is just as unqualified to fly it as ever.
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The year is 2053. HBO and Disney merged together and then ate all the other media companies. Their new marketing strategy centers around making cinematic universes out of everything.
After much convincing, the Muffin of 2053 is tapped as head writer for the Twilight Reboot Cinematic Universe, under the executive mandate that the result must pull in at least two other series because "that's what the market wants".
What other media franchises does future you crossover with, and how are you cutting up the books to splice the new storylines into it?
Caveat
What idiot made them hire me for this job?
Well, there's a question in this: how much creative control and freedom does the Muffin have?
My guess, in a realistic scenario, they're not hiring me in the first place. But if we're pretending to have some realism: virtually 0. We're pulling in all these other universes because we aren't allowed to take risks. We know people like these things already so we'll just vomit back the things they like.
You put it well yourself: "how are you cutting up the books to splice the new storylines into it?"
It's expected that I have to take Twilight, as is, and pretend I can stuff Transformers inside of it and then skip back to Twilight. It's still, in its entirety, the Twilight novel people know and love just fooling them slightly into thinking 'Oh man, it's a multiverse now, radical.'
The result would be awful, truly awful, and not what I'd do if I had any choice in the matter.
So, I have to give you two answers.
I'm also assuming, for the sake of my sanity, I'm getting a solitary show rather than a series of movies.
Muffin: The Corporate Shill
I'm hired with very strict very clear guidelines.
I'm the head writer of the Twilight Reboot Cinematic Universe, I am not the producer, and the project already had a large pot of money allocated to it before I got there.
I'm told what I'm writing.
Because Twilight is YA we're going to try to maximize the YA marketspace and pull in those who otherwise wouldn't watch a Twilight show and draw in equally/more popular IP.
Our cinematic universe is going to involve three universes:
Harry Potter
Hunger Games
This is because they were/are perhaps even in 2053 big YA IP hits.
What I'm writing is also made clear: it's just those three IPs, but mashed together, but not. See, we're following all three storylines exactly as they were done, but we're pretending they can all happen at the same time.
"Knock yourself out, kid"
"Fuck," says I, and I crack my knuckles and prepare to get to work.
The Plot
I decide to start out simple, we're starting in Forks with Bella Swan, who will be our lead protagonist. The pilot, she sees Edward across the Biology classroom "so hot, such wow" and he runs away to Alaska.
However, we get immediate hints that something else is going on. Bella that day after school has a conversation with Charlie about the upcoming Hunger Games happening in some other war-torn country that may or may not be West Virginia (sorry, West Virginia).
Bella's country somehow avoided this fate and nuclear fallout by uh... That would make Twilight entirely different so I'm not allowed to explain that. So, I go for the explanation of "Bella's rural community is so rural it didn't get involved and now Hunger Games are for other people".
We also get a mention that Bella had a cousin who she's lost contact with. He went to some weird boarding school, and he doesn't seem to know how to use email. He used to send her fucking letters written in the worst handwriting imaginable.
We then confuse our readers/excite them with the other promised IP! We cut to Katiness Everdeen who is not in Forks and has much larger problems than scary boys running away from her in Biology. She's starving, the sole breadwinner for her family, and she has to volunteer herself for the Hunger Games to save her sister.
Then we cut to eleven-year-old Harry Potter who has a trip to the zoo then is told "yer a wizard, Harry" by a giant man. Harry also thinks Hunger Games are problems for other people. He's also not in Forks.
Having these characters all crammed together will fool the audience into thinking they actually have something to fucking do with one another. (They do not).
We progress through the original stories with a few hints layered into each storyline that the other stories are happening. Bella sees Katniss on TV and thinks "how awful" about the Hunger Games and Edward tells her, "Such a pity I've decided to be a good man and not murder everyone in charge of that pitiful little country". Harry reads up on vampires and discovers they're much more terrifying creatures than he imagined.
Eventually, we get to the part where they can intersect.
Katniss gets out of the Hunger Games and on her world tour a part of it's meeting foreigners. She doesn't go to Forks, but she gets to see what Bella's world (sort of) looks like and is struck by the unfairness that these places are like paradise compared to the totalitarian capitalist nightmare she knows. She tries to appeal to the foreigners to help put an end to the Hunger Games but very quickly discovers, like many in the Capital itself, they don't care/don't want to get involved. Katniss learns her society is the result of a bitter, terrible, war and then civil war that the rest of the world recovered from or else avoided.
She's then dragged into yet another Hunger Games, only this time knowing that perhaps, things could be different somehow.
Bella gets an arc where she investigates magic during the New Moon period, desperate for a way to turn herself not reliant on vampires/to become better. She follows up with her cousin who fell off the grid, who is in the American magic school (whatever it's called) and he plays the role of duplicate Billy where he tells her that you don't want to be a vampire. Bella, honey, they might be immortal but they're cannibalistic demons and ghouls who can't even perform full magic properly (they can, this is just because most have no magic education/wand, we'll pretend this works).
Bella points out Victoria is trying to murder her, her cousin says "the minsitry will take care of it!" The ministry will not take care of it as it involves only a small Muggle town so who gives a flying fuck.
Bella adds "potions drinking" to her dangerous attempts to hallucinate Edward and ultimately returns to Forks disheartened/even more depressed as her pitiful search for answers lead her to nothing. She's a Muggle, Edward's gone, and Victoria still wants to kill her.
The Volturi visit Hogwarts briefly in a cameo where Aro agrees with Harry that that Voldemort sure is an awful chap. They have no reason to be there, they're just visiting.
All three stories otherwise proceed exactly as they did in the books.
It's a commercial success, I cry.
Muffin: HBO's Biggest Regret
I'm doing whatever the fuck I want with only the guidelines you presented: at least two other franchises. I'm picking the following:
Alien
Blade Runner
What we get is barely Twilight if you squint.
The Plot
Bella Swan is a working-class teenager who's gotten her first job on a cargo space freighter. Space is vast and bleak, she's surrounded by much older and more worn people who don't have time or patience for her clumsiness or shyness, and her distant hope of having been able to obtain an education on a more central world is growing dimmer by the minute.
Bella's accepted that she's not going anywhere and she's not doing anything. This may be her first job, but she's probably going to be doing this for the rest of her life.
However, there's a solar flare, and as a result the ship has a catastrophic and unexpected shut off. The engine is completely fucked, they have to land and try, as best they can, to do repairs.
They do so on a planet that's barely habitable, very far off the map, and surprisingly unknown to all the crew. Terraforming isn't easy and usually, if a world is even somewhat workable, it's inhabited at least as an outpost.
On this place though, nothing.
There is water though and the crew has enough rations to hopefully last them for repairs. Then they can get the hell out.
Bella, who is useless, is told not to touch anything.
She wanders off and begins to see signs of an abandoned civilzation. These are clearly manmade structures, there's writing carved into the wall she can't read, but there's no bodies and no sign of any people.
Bella returns to tell the crew about it, hoping the scientist she sort of liked will be interested, only to find the crew isn't there. The engine's been abandoned, there's no sign of anyone.
Bella begins to feel afraid.
After some searching, she finds the robot accompanying them. It doesn't seem to know what's happened either but theorizes that there's something on this planet with them. There's water here, it's in a habitable zone, for the lack of vegetation they haven't explored much so far.
This planet is entirely capable of hosting complex lifeforms: specifically predators.
"Meeep" says Bella, who only wanted to go to university.
Bella thinks about spending the night in the ship but decides against it because she's Bella and this is how her logic works. She spends the night in the abandoned ruins instead, staying up the whole time, holding a wrench that she can try and fail to use to beat her attacker to death.
The robot thinks staying in the ship would probably have been a better idea but alright, Bella, you do you.
Bella and her robot friend have a lot of deep talks Bella doesn't understand about being a robot and what that even means.
"Edward" finds her.
Edward looks human but he doesn't. His skin is stonelike, his eyes gold, and he's much too still. He doesn't move like a person.
Edward introduces himself and--seems to want to get on Bella's good side for some reason.
Long story short, Edward was also marooned here, one of the original settlers who tried to colonize this planet, but something happened. He doesn't know if there was something in the water or in the food supply, but some of the people started changing. Edward is now the sole survivor and hasn't seen another person since they ah... all killed each other.
As in the original story, Edward is a telepath vampire who can't read Bella's mind. He'd ordinarily have eaten her, having been driven to starvation in this place, but he's so captivated that he just can't do it.
He also eventually tells her this, robot friend warns Bella this is a bad idea, but also says "Why yes, we absolutely should take him home with us" because this is Weyland-Yutani, bitch.
However, before they can, they're interrupted by yet another robot, a much older Weyland-Yutani model, who did not have the "ship back to HQ" command and has been stuck on this fucking rock with Edward. He's been trying to get Edward not to eat people. It's been going well since, until recently, there were no people.
Carlisle-bot tells Bella they should absolutely, under no circumstances, head to a populated planet. THIS THING WIPED OUT EVERYTHING, BELLA!
"But Edward!" Bella says
"EDWARD ATE YOUR CREW!"
Bella doesn't believe Carlisle-bot.
Edward refuses to leave Carlisle-bot behind though, so he gets powered down, stuffed in a closet, and Bella, Friend Robot, and Edward are headed back to Earth where Edward can reunite with humanity eat everyone except Bella who is so delicious he's in love with her.
Bella comes to realize that Edward could make her like him, if he wanted to, and she tries to persuade him to do it. Edward, after all, doesn't eat people, right?
Right, Edward?
Luckily for Earth, Bella's useless and so is Edward. Their trip back to Earth has many detours that allow for second guessing and drama as someone's eventually going to turn back on Carlisle-bot in the closet.
HBOsney asks me what the fuck I was even thinking or what this has to do with Blade Runner, Twilight, or Alien?
"Well, you see, sir, in space, no one can hear your robots or vampires scream," I tilt my sunglasses down a bit as I look at them.
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stvharrngton · 1 year
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literally love all ur writing congrats on the milestone hottie!!!!
for a little 💙 moment, can we take just a moment to discuss a meet-cute with stevie?? how do you imagine it would go/ whats ur fav scenario ? maybe you come to get a movie at family video? or you’re related to one of the kids and he bumps into you? or something else adorable???? (i hope this isn’t too vague of a request but i just wanna know what u think is cutest hehe)
thank you so much!! 🫶 @blandyton
i will be honest a meet-cute with steve has never really crossed my mind so thank you for requesting this and getting my brain working
1k celebration
but i think one of my favourite scenarios is the first one you mentioned and you drop in to his work either family video or even scoops!! but maybe you go to family video to pick out a movie and he hears the bell above the door ring but doesn’t really acknowledge it, fingers still flicking through the magazine as he’s hunched over the desk until robin taps his shoulder like ‘babe at 2 o’clock dingus’ and his head shoots ip immediately and there you are. lookin all cute and pretty as you peruse the romance section, 2 tapes in hand as you can’t decide and he thinks ah yes my time to shine. so he makes his way over to you and lays it on thick. best customer service he’s ever provided. he leans on the shelf with his elbow propped up on it so u can see his bicep lmao and he’d be so flirty and cheesy that you find him kind of charming and his eyes are so pretty, his smile is so cute so you just have to indulge him and i feel like he’d become obsessed from there on out. maybe you come in another time and he makes note of your name badge from work, scrawling a little note on the back of your receipt, a mental note of where you work so he can surprise you and ask you out 😌
but another favourite of mine which i think is so steve is you’re both at the movies and steve isn’t looking where he’s going at all because he’s too engrossed in his conversation (or rather bickering) with dustin or robin and he just runs straight into you. popcorn thrown all over the floor and your favourite shirt doused in coke :( and he’s just scrambling to pick all your stuff off the floor and he’s like omg. omg i’m so sorry, shit, i’m such a clutz, let me buy you another one please? i’ll buy you a new shirt, pay for the dry cleaning, fuck😫 and he’s too busy rambling and profusely apologising to realise that you’d already told him that it was okay, that it was just an accident, no biggie! and then finally. he takes a moment to look up at you and he’s just sooooo smitten. like this boy is up in the clouds dreaming because he can’t believe that you, this angel, has been dropped right in front of him and he’s managed to spill coke all over you but then you extend your hand out to him to pull him up off the floor and he takes it. he goddamn places his hand in yours and you pull him up and say something like ‘buy me that coke and maybe we can talk about how you’re gonna make it up to me’ and he’s just like. yep. yes. of course, yes ma’am 🫡 and steve is just in awe of you and from there on out he swears that he’s gonna do everything in his power to make you his :)
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cometcrystal · 1 year
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dott’s offical velma thoughts
watched eps 1 and 2. i only wanna talk about stuff i haven’t seen hashed out a million times. because im tired
heres what i LIKED:
like i said, the designs are sooo good. i LOVE the designs
the childhood pics of velma and daph were sooo cute
velma’s mom is sweet :) i like her from what we’ve seen. i doubt she left i bet shes part of the mystery
velma dealing with hallucinations/trauma and fred dealing with his dad making him feel inferior masculine-wise could be really cool plotlines if they were in a better adult scooby adaption
the guy whose leg gets cut off was a funny gag. thats the kinda gory joke i wanna see in an adult scooby adaption
“500 DOLLARS?? THATS LIKE A MILLION DOLLARS”
the drugs being named after their catchphrases is funny
velma and daphne’s romance so far is really cute and probably the best part of the show. yeah i know velma tried to kill her in episode 1 i really dont care at this point
daphne’s writing has its issues but shes still the best member of the gang in this one
the mystery is interesting and i wanna see how it plays out. im interested to see that aspect of it
heres what i DID NOT LIKE:
“fred’s creepy sex van” die mindy kaling
the meta 4th wall breaking shit. all of it. at this point im SO sick of this trope just let it die and make something genuine and beautiful for once
daphne’s lesbian cop moms. why do the lesbians always have to be COPS!!!!!!!!!
daphne’s cop moms pulling GUNS ON VELMA
fred’s voice is Not Good. velma and daphne’s voices sound good at least but i dont like fred’s voice acting. i think glenn howerton could be a great voice actor for another character but it just doesn’t sound like fred to me
velma’s dad being verbally abusive to her and velma being mean to her stepmom. what an unhealthy family
shaggy calling velma a bitch. literally evil
SWEET BUT PSYCHO IS IN THIS FUCKING SHOW DIE DIE DIE
all the other factors that people have talked about ad nauseum. the metoo joke. the h*tler joke. the jokes about fred’s genitalia. so on and so forth.
emphasizing that shaggy isn’t a stoner doesn’t really hit. either make him smoke weed, or don’t bother bringing it up. you can’t have it both ways
this could have been an original property and NOTHING would change. they really did just make this a scooby doo IP to make as many people angry as possible. i 100% believe that.
it’s just not funny. even if everything offensive was removed, it just wouldn’t be that funny of a show.
MISC THOUGHT: i dont really give a shit that scooby isn’t in this show. other members of the gang have been absent before and it’s been fine. he’ll be okay
anyway. im not viscerally angry rn. it had a few things i liked and am probably going to cling to but overall it was shit. i think waiting for a bit to watch it softened the blow. if i had went in completely blind, i would be seething at this moment. but i already did my seething
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amarriageoftrueminds · 10 months
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a reason why the current captain america comics + sentinel of liberty feel so Out Of Character + damaging to the characters or sometimes feel created out of spite for the existing Bucky & Steve + feel like they're more worried about having every combination of characters punch e/o + mainly beat up the flattened and OOC stand-ins for spectacle,
the reason is probably because once one goes online they can see the people who worked on it announcing their work who are people who literally and openly despise the characters and have years of hate tweets against them, who even threw reference their long standing reputation for hating the characters in their announcement post 🙃
that and the main guy working on the admitting he doesn't like reading comics but listed an exception that's such a wildly different genre/style .... which honestly explains a lot
no wonder so much of the Cap comics feel so meanspirited/edgy/antagonistic towards the main characters whose stories we're trying to follow, so many of the people working on them hate Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers and mangle their characters so much and flatten them to cartoonish levels
and sadly most "fans" don't even care how the characters are treated and praise SoL for having good art.. which okay on a technical level I agree but whoever ordered the character designs must also be part of the higher-ups at Marvel who decided Steve & Bucky's characterization should be axed, because their designs keep making them more and more ugly and tropish than actually them, and in the context of the everything else it feels purposeful !
I can't help thinking of that old analogy about Colonialism, that it's like moving in to squat in someone else's house, saying 'wow I love how you decorated it!!' but then... redecorating to make it a carbon copy of their own house, anyway??
That's what Disney does when they take over an IP.
Film and now comics too.
The people given control of these important blue-collar Jewish characters don't give a shit about their origins, why the characters are supposed to be a certain way, to express certain values (or that to express the opposite makes a nonsense of their very design). And certainly don't want to hear that it was those very values, antithetical to their own, which made the characters popular in the first place.
(A broke Jewish Spiderman?! But how is a rich Christian supposed to find him relatable? A Cap who punches Nazis, befriends minorities, protects Jews, defends his out gay best friend, fucks up corrupt businessmen, and doesn't give a shit about chasing pussy? But what will the cishet shareholder bros think?!)
They just want to have IP that matches the Company Brand -- a Straight Man for a Straight Woman (with the promise of a future Nuclear Family in Suburbia), expressing values that won't alienate potential right wing customers.
And Hollywood's much the same, which is why they picked the (ugly, mean-spirited, OOC) Ultimates run of comics for Whedon to adapt, and not another.
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properparadox · 4 months
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A look back at 2023
I rarely wrote anything here nowadays. Having someone to talk to really changed a lot. But hey, this has been a tradition, so let's look back at 2023.
The year started slow, at least for several days, until  I was told to attend a Welding Inspector course. At that time, it had been years since I even hold an electrode holder. Suddenly everything changed. Until the end of March, my days were filled with classes and practice, for six days a week, 10 hours a day. The course were finished, and now I am an IWIP, probably (I haven't even received the diploma, but I wasn't invited for the retest).
This year, I went back and forth between Bandung, Solo and Purwokerto, to meet the love of my life. She graduated this August after such a struggle, so that was great.
Even though I still had less than two years in this job, I became a speaker on two different events. One for a Failure Analysis forum, and the other for a Solidworks event. After finishing my Welding Inspector course, I was also asked to teach the next batch of WI students on Destructive Testing module. For these experiences, I still need to learn a lot on how to speak in front of many people. Especially when teaching, I felt that I messed up on the timing and flow of the class.
Then, my first in-situ metallography job! And the second, and third, and fourth. They were tiring, sometimes we had to work nights, but those were interesting nonetheless.
On that family issue, I think it was pretty much finished, after spending quite a lot of money. Tho perhaps some help is still needed in the future. Oh, and shits still happened. Of course, that single person fucked up.
And all of a sudden, my relationship with @vanilachocolate progressed quite far. Hopefully everything will be a smooth sailing next year *fingers crossed*.
Writing this, I realized that a lot, and I mean A LOT, has happened this year. But again and again, I kept feeling that I didn't really grow much. I still feel lost, having no idea on where to go and what to do to improve myself. The department where I work at now is in a mess, and I'm having a hard time to move on from my previous job. I even attended a webinar that was not related at all to my current job, just because it had some relation to my previous one (the webinar was about Industrial Design). Even I had this crazy idea, to get certified as a national IP consultant, and perhaps I can return to my previous career. It was a very long shot, but honestly, I'm not sure about anything else.
When I finished typing this, light earthquake shook. The second time today. Before various dark thoughts come, let me close this year by wishing that 2024 will be a kind year for all of us here.
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Pinned Post - Scream tags
~ I’m retagging stuff right now, so some links may not work ~ 08/11
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My AO3.
Hit me up on Discord - krikeymate.
My writing tag.
I’m primarily writing for Scream right now, but I’ve also posted about Wednesday, and am going to be posting some pieces for The Haunting of Hill House.
Sideblogs:
@kailyr for life and writing updates, and pictures of my cats
@kaishei for reblogging relateable shit
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Scream tags under the read more:
Scream art - check out incredible art from the fandom. We also have some amazing writers, check out their work here!
Scream concept posts - exporing potential directions
Canon divergence posts - exploring where canon could have gone
My headcanon tag
Family dynamics - family feels
Christina Carpenter is a terrible mother - the opposite of family feels
Character death talk
Scream Fics:
this is how the story ends series - post 6, Ghostface!Tara
if i ever lost you i would lose myself - 5 times Sam almost lost Tara
Scream AU posts:
death is in our hands - Sam and/or Tara killing people, it’s not one specific AU
foster this love make me whole again - Sam is 10 years older than Tara and doesn’t meet her until they’re 20 and 10 (child neglect/abuse heavy) - concept by @tangerinesperfume
five years late - Sam is 10 years older than Tara - this changes everything most things (child neglect/abuse heavy) 
the past in the present - Billy lives - he comes looking for his daughter - concept assisted by @wabitham
haunted by my mistakes - Tara dies when Amber attacks her. Sam has to live with that. Supernatural divergence with Ghost Tara - concept by anons 
exit, persued by a ghost - Post 6, Tara has a deadly stalker - inspired by this post
fog in my head & smoke in my lungs - (Post-5) Tara develops bad coping mechanisms
walking in your shoes - Tara walks in Sam's footsteps in her departure
fuck around and find out - Tara sleeping around - has a lot of overlap with the bad coping mechanisms AU - has a werewolf timeline - concept assisted by @othinus
quinn with benefits - Tara/Quinn - not a happy ending - concept by anon
just another bridge to burn - Tara has another half-sister - concept assisted by @wabitham 
crimson child - Christina loves Sam because she loved Billy, she’s not too concerned about Tara (has a lot of overlap with my ‘fuck christina carpenter’ tag, child neglect/abuse) - concept assisted by BaileyRhapsody
woodsboro worries - Woodsboro knows there’s something wrong in the Carpenter house, they do nothing about it (child neglect/abuse)
born a sinner - The sisters are more alike than they thought, Tara’s father/their mother is just like Billy
fangs for the support - (Supernatural AU) A collection of werewolf!Sam AU’s - inspired by @a-b-o-v-eg-r-o-u-n-dr-a-d-i-s-h and assisted by @othinus
baptised in blood - (Supernatural AU) Billy’s murders constitute a blood sacrifice, Sam is born blessed
the demon in my chest - (Supernatural AU) Sam dies and Tara does a blood sacrifice to save her; it corrupts her - belongs to BaileyRhapsody
cursed by the moonlight - (Supernatural AU) Werewolf!Sam - belongs to @a-b-o-v-eg-r-o-u-n-dr-a-d-i-s-h​
miscellaneous scream au's
AU’s based on existing IP:
dredge - concept assisted by @softhorf 
the last of us - concept created by @a-b-o-v-eg-r-o-u-n-dr-a-d-i-s-h
skyrim - concept assisted by @a-b-o-v-eg-r-o-u-n-dr-a-d-i-s-h
wynonna earp - concept created by @softhorf
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lipglossanon · 10 months
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Hope you had a good break girlie! So I looked into it and you unfortunately cannot get OG 2 or 3 on PS. I finished Leon 1st route! I was literally cheering as Ada fell and was yelling at her when she kissed him I was pissed. I started Claire 2nd and I’m having trouble understanding how her run lines up with Leon’s. I’m doing basically the same exact things I did with him which is honestly kinda annoying. I’m also trying to figure out the timeline between this one and the first one. Ik that 1 takes place in July & 2 is in September, but what happens in between that with the STARS members? Hoping it touches more on that in 3 (it was on sale digitally for like $10 I’m so excited!). Mr X is terrifying I see why people said this one was the scariest. Anyway sorry for all the info but I couldn’t remember which comment section we were talking g about this before on. 😂😅
Hi!!! 🥰 Never apologize for talking Resident Evil with me cause I’m a huge fucking nerd for this series 🤣
Read more cause it’s long lmao also spoilers for 3 😬 but nothing crazy I don’t think plus 3make is a little different from OG
Also sorry this is like another rant lmao
Yeah I didn’t think it was possible but I always hold out hope cause Capcom are so weird about their IPs 😒 and yes Mr. X was so fun in RE2make (way better than Nemesis but that’s a whole other tangent 🤣)
You might if you can find the GameCube versions of the OG RE2 and RE3 games. They play as well as the PS1 versions and it’s the exact same so not missing anything 😉
Haha that kiss is what I was talking about! Like she’s such a user —which I get that’s her character she’s a spy (first mentioned in RE1 as John’s password-his girlfriend’s name- and that’s why she’s in OG RE2, looking for her boyfriend who was a researcher for umbrella).
And to be honest the B scenarios do NOT complement the A scenarios. I am 100% of the belief that they were last minute additions 😒 for the most part they don’t really add too much in the way of story aside from a few little anecdotes.
So yeah sorry for that big disappointment 😆 oh man that’s a whole can of worms sorta? Lmao. Capcom is notorious for retconning or having confusing timelines 🤣 So buckle up I’ll try to keep this pretty streamlined:
RE1 takes place in July of 1998 and RE2 and RE3 take place at the same time with 3 lasting longer as Jill becomes infected and is in the city a bit longer. Like another disappointing factor is not having any crossover from the 2 and 3 remake cause come on! That would’ve been sick as hell for Jill to run into Claire or Leon in the RPD 🙄
Anywho, but as for the time between RE1 and RE2 is that Umbrella has Chief Irons in their pocket and so has him disband STARS and sweep everything under the rug. So no one believes them about the Spencer Mansions incident and so everyone’s oblivious to the shit storm about to happen 🤣
Brad is a chicken so hides away from everything. Rebecca peaces out. Barry takes his family and leaves for safety; Chris goes off to Europe to look into some Umbrella connections (which is why Claire didn’t find him and what leads into her looking for him a la Code Veronica).
Jill stays behind in Raccoon but she’s legit about to peace out to go after Chris when all that shit goes down and Nemesis is hunting the STARS members down; he fucking annihilates Brad, like tentacle through the mouth out the back of the head (so in 3make his death was way lame in my opinion 😒)
So unfortunate in 3make they don’t touch on anything inbetween 1 to 2 and 3; with OG RE3, there were epilogue scenes that explained what happened to everyone which was really cool but they took those out for some reason. They’re online if you wanna look it up. It explains why Leon ended up working for the govt, where Claire went, what happened to Jill, Barry, Chris, Ada, etc. All really cool and idk why they didn’t toss it in 😞
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Will Solace Headcanons
That kid is a server I just know it. He works at like a breakfast diner and he’s got his regulars and everyone loves him
Sometimes he gets hit on at work but he is very bad at picking up on it so he’s just like “score! Very nice table with great tip!”
Look me in the eyes and tell me this kid doesn’t play stardew valley
You can’t! It’s canon! Rick told me himself :-)
He romances Sebastian or Maru! N his favorite task is (predictably) farming n foraging!
He’s best friends w Penny in the game
He’s trying to get all of his siblings to play and have a commune together
This kid has some FUCKED ip interests
Like yeah nico has darker interests but that’s more matter of circumstance; whereas wills interest in the macabre is just. How he is
Go over to his house he’s got a tooth jar and dozens of wet specimens and antique quack medical supplies
He’s got little “disturbing” hobbies like he enjoys taxidermy so he dresses the animal himself n has a bucket in his backyard to decompose the muscle off the bones to keep them
*nico entering the Apollo cabin to find will hunched over his desk pinning the tanned hide onto a form*
He also does not think anything of the fact that people may find this off putting so you ask him about his hobbies and he launches into a new opossum specimen that he’s working on like he’s talking about quilting
His mom is a recovering alcoholic
They had a rough relationship for awhile because she put a lot of responsibility on him at way too young an age but since she’s started recovery they are on much better terms
He stays at camp year round due to how powerful his healing powers are bc they attract a lot of monsters n because it’s easier to heal his relationship with his mom when they aren’t constantly around each other
He’s in Al-anon n he’s getting better ab not blaming himself for everything that’s going wrong with people but it is a Work In Progress
He’s fantastic with the elderly
Like he as a rule lives by “respecting his elders”, saying his ma’am’s n sirs but he used to volunteer at a retirement home n he’s close with his grandparents so all of the older ladies he meets think he’s ‘a very strapping young man!’ And he can hold his own in a billiard game with 70+ men
Him n Hazel were a little awkward around each other at first but one time she mentioned a radio show she listened to as a kid off handedly and he was like “oh god! I loved that show! Do you remember when ~~~” and after that it’s a match made in heaven
His moms family is HUGE he’s got so many aunts n uncles and cousins and he’s not 100% sure how half of these people are related to him but they show up at family reunions so at this point it would be weird to ask
Nico meets his family one day and Will is introducing him to everyone and Nico is like “…how are you related to these people?” And Will is like “I have no idea! So anyways this is my Nana!”
At camp he used to have to be the Dentist as well and He Hated It
He can deal with the trials of being the “general practitioner/surgeon/satyr obgyn” but he Cannot Handle Being Bitten
He was very grateful when he got a sibling who was enthusiastic about being camp dentist
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One thing about me, I'm a huge Addams Family fan. It's one of my favorite franchises. But it took transitioning to finally see myself in the show, and of course Wednesday is the one set up like an avatar of the screen for my very soul. Its not cuz she's a mean goth girl, not cuz she's smart as a whip and knows an unsettling amount of unsettling things, and not even because she has a resting bitch face that could wither a redwood with its sourness just like me.
It was that fucking scene where she flashes back to the 1st time she learned what cruelty really was. Not family friendly cruelty like putting your pet crocodile in the lazy river at the waterpark, or playing peekaboo with your little brother in the iron maiden. I mean the cruelty of a mob of little boys learning to stomp out everything different and strange just like their dear old daddies. Its an experience that peppers my childhood so strongly that sometimes I wonder if that's all that happened.
That mean exterior is a mask, and I wore it my whole life. Wednesday became poisonous and scary to put those kinds of people in their place. I admire her so much cuz I wish so badly that I could be that way all the time about everything. But like me, she can't hold the mask in place forever. And I love seeing someone broken and patched up and armored against another future onslaught finally strip it all away and start cleaning their wounds.
I love it when predators are soft and cuddly. When you get to admire the beauty of something dangerous and deadly and ugly and scary. When something unbreakable gets the opportunity to be vulnerable, and vice versa. That's obviously the whole deal with the Addams Family, and I find it so funny how this IP that's older than dirt so perfectly fits me like it does. And I love how perfectly this show fits me now, at this time in my life where I need a little protection from this world that is unimaginably more cruel and evil than I could ever be, despite my love of everything morbid and deadly.
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