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princeloww · 23 days

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OK I watched Good (David Tennant) as it was airing just now and oh my god it was incredible

As a theatre tech nerd (3 years of stage managing + sound tech) I was absolutely transfixed by the technical stuff. The lighting, the music, the overall staging -- it was just so good. It reminded me a bit of Amadeus, the most recent show I did, in the way that the music is so interwined with the story. The scenes of Halder speaking over the music really brought me back to Salieri's impassioned, verbal breakdowns over Mozart's music.

The music was phenomenal. The lighting was as well -- the sudden shifts as we jump from one thing to another? It's simple, yes, in theory, but the execution was just so flawlessly smooth and perfect each time. The red lighting to represent flames during the book burnings and the final scene with Maurice was perfect. It really encapsulated the entire feeling of the scenes --- I might be looking into it too much, but the way Halder's face is completely cast in red when he looks at Maurice? Oh my god.

The acting was obviously the stand-out thing, but combined with the clever staging (I was quite excited when it opened up at the end, and then immediately unexcited when I remembered what was happening), lighting and sounds??? I was sitting there with my mouth open struggling to finish my orders because I was just so engaged by it all.

I don't know her name, but the woman who played Anne/Helen/The mother/the nazi guy was AMAZING. I am so obsessed with her. The scenes where she rapidly switches between one character and another? Fucking perfect oh my godd. The lighting shifts when she switches to the dementia-ridden mother was amazing, but only worked so well because of her incredible acting. There was such a stark difference between each of her characters. Actors really amaze me, I've got to say. Maurice's actor was great too - I loved his small movements and the way he spoke.

I don't need to say how great David was, because we all know.

Very much worth the watch, please check it out -- theatre nerd or not

#good david tennant #good cp taylor #c.p. taylor #david tennant #john halder #olly does theatre

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moosemonstrous · 5 months

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Ghost Rider Pacific Rim AU - the inherent injustice of being the youngest person in any group

The Wall is nearly ready.

Amadeus likes a good wall, especially if he gets his hands on a printer and some red string. It’s good to be able to put all information in view at once – helps him organise his thoughts, or at least present them in a way that appears organised to a random observer.

“Oh, so we’re in crazy town already?” Tony sighs. “Cho, it’s not been a week.”

The Wall is nearly ready, save for a giant empty space he’d mentally labelled as OTHER PILOT. Now, Amadeus would be the first to admit he can get excited a smidge too quickly, so when he talks Tony through his and Montesi’s findings, he needs to make sure to include absolutely everything. He starts with two near-identical sets-of-four scans of the Maximoffs’ brains.

“No, no, let him talk,” Montesi pushes him into a chair. She’s got her hair up in the messiest bun Amadeus has ever seen on her, and he’s fairly sure she hasn’t meditated once since the first MEG scan came back making zero sense. He’s a great influence on everyone around him. “I triple-checked every conclusion. If this is real…”

“These were taken still in drivesuits, straight out of the Conn-Pod,” he says, tapping the highlighted area in the centre of the sagittal view. “Increased blood flow and activity in hippocampus for up to forty-five minutes after disconnecting from the hardware.”

Next: the original MRI Carter’s team took after the techs fished Reyes out of The Charger. Then, the results of the whole set of tests they took on his first day as their, ah, research participant. Montesi had the misfortune of taking the Hippocratic oath and doesn’t like the kind of language Amadeus got used to in private labs. “Six hours,” he says, pointing at the MRI, “three days,” pointing at the day-one MEG, then: “and yesterday.” He got a little carried away time-wise and didn’t image the scan onto a more user-friendly brain model, so it’s just rows and rows of electromagnetic waves in a table, with the relevant anomalies highlighted in neon green. Tony is a smart cookie; he’ll figure it out.

Smart as he is, he doesn’t really deal in meat brains. “Kid, help me out. What am I looking at? These are all pretty much the same.”

Amadeus just about manages not to clap like a proud parent. “They pretty much are!” He stretches himself across The Wall to point out the similarities in the detected anomalies: “See that? Minimal, but present activity in the frontal cortex, and constant stimulation to the hippocampus.” (Please please please don’t find something obvious I missed this is too interesting to be just. Nothing.) “Six! Days! No aneurysm! No seizures! Not even beginning stages of neuron malfunction!”

Tony pinches the bridge of his nose. “Is this another Spector?”

Amadeus is ready for that. “Nope. His history is muddled at best – we really need to get into that, by the way – but there is no prefrontal cortex dysfunction, and no damage to the anterior cingulate gyrus.” Tony sends him a truly murderous glare over his fingers. “If it was DID, or schizophrenia, or anything, we would’ve seen signs of it by now. We mapped out his brain millimetre by millimetre, alright? There isn’t another explanation, it must be–”

“Don’t say it,“ Tony warns, but Amadeus can’t help himself:

“–ghost drifting! Come on, Doc, back me up.”

Montesi clears her throat. “He’s right.” Before Amadeus can whoop in victory, she adds: “Don’t put that in writing, I have a reputation to uphold.” She straightens the lapels of her lab coat. “Reyes needs thorough monitoring. There might well be nothing on the other end of that drift.”

“Well—”

“No,” she says, already aggravated by their many, many previous discussions on the topic.

“But—”

“No,” she repeats. “Yes, something weird is going on with his brain. Yes, I think we should investigate. But we have no evidence it’s connected to that dreadful jaeger.”

“Yet!” Amadeus is distantly aware that the noise he makes resembles a dying goose. “Tony, just hear me out.”

“Give me a damn minute.”

Both Amadeus and Montesi back away from the Wall to let him inspect the scans at his leisure. Amadeus hates being evaluated in real time; what he wants is to provide supplementary information to every piece of paper Tony looks at, what he has to do is wait for him to draw his own conclusions. Even though his understanding of neurophysiology is at best intermediate, and even though it’s Amadeus who’s supposed to be the biology side of their partnership—

“Take it down a notch,” Tony tells him seriously. “You’re about to vibrate through the floor. Go grab a drink or something, I need a word with Vicky first.”

“It’s my office,” Amadeus grumbles, shoving his hands in his coat pockets.

“It’s my base,” Tony raises an eyebrow, but Amadeus knows better than to challenge him on that. “Run along, come back in fifteen. I’ll need you to walk me through the spongy bits again.”

Robbie thinks his spine might have turned to jelly. The wooden bench in the locker room didn’t look comfortable at first, but now he reckons he could stay on it for the rest of the shift. Or maybe the rest of his life.

It’s not the most tired he’s ever been. But it’s somewhere in the top five, for sure.

“Hey, man, that wasn’t too bad,” someone punches his shoulder. Robbie is too numb to figure out whether it was hard enough to hurt or not hard enough to register. “Have some water before you pass out.”

He accepts the plastic bottle. Briefly wishes death and suffering upon everyone who laughs when he can’t operate the screw top with his shaking hands. Finally, shoulder-puncher takes mercy on him and takes it away, then hands it back, open.

“Thanks,” he manages to mumble between sips. His bad eye is all screwy and he can still feel adrenaline pulsing in his temples like a hammer. Is he really supposed to do this every day? He doesn't know if he can find his legs before it's time to pick up Gabe.

“First day always sucks,” says the shoulder-puncher. “Brooks doesn’t normally stay on one person the whole time.”

Oh. Good. Someone else says: “I thought newbies were all air support.”

“No way, he’s too short for air support.”

“I could do air support,” Robbie frowns. He’s... not entirely sure what air support is in this context. He’s only partially convinced he’s actually forming words. Shoulder-puncher grabs the water bottle back before it slips from his fingers. “’m not. But I could.”

“Sure you could, pip-squeak,” Shoulder-puncher laughs. His accent is... familiar. Robbie tries to focus enough faculties to actually look at the guy. On his way to buff, blond, freckled like someone who hasn’t given up on a tan despite all signs indicating it isn’t meant to be. Maybe a couple of years older than Robbie. “You sound Californian.”

“East L.A.,” Robbie confirms. Shoulder-puncher points at one of his mates with a satisfied smirk and collects a bundle of Hong Kong dollars among a mix of cheering and booing.

“Grew up there before my old man got drafted,” he tells Robbie, tapping the side of his nose. “Name’s Guerro.”

The three other guys in the locker room also have names, and Robbie will be very embarrassed he can't remember them in the near future. They're training to be on the ground cover, but just as anyone else in the academy, plan to become rangers as soon as the new jaeger finally gets built.

"Brooks said--" Was that meeting classified? Robbie is too wiped out to care. "Vibranium problems. There's a delay."

"Aw, fuck that noise," probably-Kim drops down on the bench to his right. He makes an exaggerated double-take when he notices Robbie’s bad eye. "Dang, did Brooks get you in the face?"

"Accident," he shrugs.

"Make sure you see Nurse Carter, get some drops for that shit," Guerro cranes his neck to take a better look. "It's too fucking damp here, everything takes forever to heal up."

It's... nice. It's nice to have people talk to him rather than at and over him, and use a language he can mostly understand - there's some Cantonese inserts he's still getting his head around. Guerro and his friends tease him for being too-brain dead to remember the way to the barracks and express jealousy that he gets to bunk with the civilians. There's the tiny, irritating sliver wedged between his ribs that bristles at being the new kid again - always - but Robbie is truly too exhausted to pay it any mind.

Besides, comes a thought, if anyone around here is going to make ranger, it's you.

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(Thanking @cicada-candy and @rokhal for the Spector idea. Also @wazzappp for help with the science magic bc let's be real in my hands that's the best we can hope for 😌😅)

#Ghost Rider Pacific Rim AU #robbie reyes #amadeus cho #Oh look it's Guerro #He doesn't have a reason to hate Robbie yet! I'm sure they will become great friends #Augh that whole scene did not want to come out AT ALL

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squidresearchlabs · 2 months

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hii can I rq makoto yuki npts pls and Ty :3

yeah of course !

names

n-jima , headphones , bleu , wave , ocean , raymond , orpheus , mako , amadeus , truth , constantine , ashby , piscis , animo , veritas , valeraine , vincent

pronouns

sword/swords , protag/protags , persona/personas , mp3/mp3s , tech/techs , reload/reloads , dark/darks , time/times , tick/tocks , courage/courageous/courages , cure/cures , retro/retros , else/elegants/elegance

titles

the one with earphones , the one who wields a blade , the protagonist , (prn) who is silent , the one on (prns) laptop all day , (prn) who is reckless , (prn) who experienced the dark hour , (prn) who has true courage

i tried my best !! thank you for requesting !!

#a picnic under a sakura tree : requests / non requests #makoto yuki #persona 3 #npt #npts #npt list #npt ideas #npt pack #npt suggestions #name suggestions #pronoun suggestions #title suggestions

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oc-poll-times · 1 year

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The Ultimate OC Showdown Tournament has begun!

This was inspired by a lot of the tournaments in @competition-list including @transfemswagbracket @nonbiney-swag-competition @best-fnaf-character @autismswagsummit @robot-swag-competition @mad-scientist-showdown @adhdswagcompetition as well as the OC tournament done by @oc-cinematic-universe! I have over 600 of these guys, so it's finally time to figure out who the OC of all time is!

You do not need to know who they are to vote!

Their brackets will include a brief bio (one sentence), a link to their Toyhouse page, and an image! But also you can just vote on vibes, anything works! I just want to have a good time!

This post will be updated with each bracket and an updated bracket illustration each time! Polls will run for one week, and for this first round Part A and Part B will go up on Saturday and Sunday respectively! I hope we can all have a good time!

EDIT: I wanted to add more of the tournament blogs that inspired this since they're all excellent people and y'all should go vote in their tournaments as well!

Round 1A

Miranda (Carnival Casino) VS. George (Murder Mystery)

2. Cabriel (Love Gods) VS. Rouge (Bakeries)

3. Amadeus (Fantasy Story) VS. Freeze Frame (Villain Squad)

4. Nina (Whisper Court) VS. Kalliope (The Hallowed)

5. Phyllis (Villain School) VS. Adelaide (Locked Love)

6. Jinx (The Hallowed) VS. Cinna (The Hallowed)

7. Kisaragi (Whisper Court) VS. Ariyana (Angel Wings)

8. Angel (Angel Wings) VS. Zyaire (The Hallowed)

9. Wally (Villain School) VS. Mikal (Whisper Court)

10. Cordelia (Fantasy Story) VS. Catt (The Hallowed)

11. Xena (Fantasy Story) VS. Maple (Villain School)

12. Emmit (The Hallowed) VS. Abbey (Locked Love)

13. Wally (Whisper Court) VS. Glimmer (Red Signal)

14. Lorelai (Whisper Court) VS. Lily (Monster DND)

15. Willow Whisp (Whisper Court) VS. Ephraim (The Hallowed)

16. Lyra (Carnival Casino) VS. Castor (Love Gods)

Round 1B

Aurelius (Angel Wings) VS. Veridan (Whisper Court)

2. Ringmaster (Fantasy Story) VS. Darciel (Love Gods)

3. Wally (Locked Love) VS. Dusty+Coco (DND PC)

4. Johon (Whisper Court) VS. Velvet (Bakeries)

5. Khalida (Villain School) VS. Cinnamon (Murder Mystery)

6. Rose (Whisper Court) VS. Charlie (Villain School)

7. Mei/Yue/Eyumie (The Hallowed) VS. Phospher (Tech Story)

8. Irene (The Hallowed) VS. Hijack (Villain Squad)

9. Scarlet (Bakeries) VS. Evelyn (The Hallowed)

10. Ismet (The Hallowed) VS. Daisy (Daisies And Demons)

11. Finch (Whisper Court) VS. Kastra (Kastra-Verse)

12. Wally (The Hallowed) VS. Karma (Fantasy Story)

13. Blackjack (Fantasy Story) VS. Tripp (The Hallowed)

14. Meri (Locked Love) VS. Alice (Carnival Casino)

15. Lilith (Locked Love) VS. Cardamon (Fantasy Story)

16. Bella (Angel Wings) VS. Meredith/Nightingale (Artistic Licensing)

WOW. REALLY DECIMATING THE GROUP HERE. HOLY SHIT

Round 2

Miranda (Carnival Casino) VS. Rouge (Bakeries)

2. Amadeus (Fantasy Story) VS. Kalliope (The Hallowed)

3. Phyllis (Villain School) VS. Cinna (The Hallowed)

4. Kisaragi (Whisper Court) VS. Zyaire (The Hallowed)

5. Mikal (Whisper Court) VS. Cordelia (Fantasy Story)

6. Xena (Fantasy Story) VS. Emmit (The Hallowed)

7. Glimmer (Red Signal) VS. Lorelai (Whisper Court)

8. Willow Whisp (Whisper Court) VS. Castor (Love Gods)

9. Aurelius (Angel Wings) VS. Ringmaster (Fantasy Story)

10. Dusty + Coco (DND PC) VS. Velvet (Bakeries)

11. Cinnamon (Murder Mystery) VS. Rose (Whisper Court)

12. Mei/Yue/Eyumie (The Hallowed) VS. Irene (The Hallowed)

13. Evelyn (The Hallowed) VS. Ismet (The Hallowed)

14. Finch (Whisper Court) VS. Karma (Fantasy Story)

15. Blackjack (Fantasy Story) VS. Alice (Carnival Casino)

16. Cardamon (Fantasy Story) VS. Meredith/Nightingale (Artistic Licensing)

The rounds last time were SUPER CLOSE I am getting SCARED

Round 3

Miranda (Carnival Casino) VS. Amadeus Kama (Fantasy Story)

2. Cinna Hallowell (The Hallowed) VS. Kisaragi (Whisper Court)

3. Cordelia (Fantasy Story) VS. Xena (Fantasy Story)

4. Lorelai (Whisper Court) VS. Castor (Love Gods)

5. The Ringmaster (Fantasy Story) VS. Dusty + Coco (DND PC)

6. Cinnamon (Murder Mystery) VS. Irene (The Hallowed)

7. Evelyn Soleil (The Hallowed) VS. Finch (Whisper Court)

8. Blackjack (Fantasy Story) VS. Cardamon Suite (Fantasy Story)

#poll masterpost #poll #polls #oc poll #death match #death match masterpost

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antoncrane · 9 months

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Warm up doodling with my void hunter oc, Lock. (I should probably delete Gen's save file and finally make him ingame instead lol.) Anyway, his Ghost is called Amadeus (Or just 'Dee' for short.) Asher's ex (amiable split; they're still friends.) His hobbies include ruin diving for Golden Age tech/data, and has put together a pretty sizeable music collect because of it. (Originally personal but with copies sent to the City archives.)

#I actually have time right now so might go make some more coffee -- load up Dest' and make him lol #Lozz blah blah

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indigosabyss · 2 months

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Marvel Champions Roster

(Nadia & UE1) ›› District One

(Gabby & Joaquin) ›› District Two

(Riri & David) ›› District Three

(Cindy & Qureshi) ›› District Four

(Viv & Rayshaun Lucas) ›› District Five

(Kamala & Kareem) ›› District Six

(Lana & Tommy) ›› District Seven

(Amka & Miles) ›› District Eight

(Fernanda & Sam) ›› District Nine

(Lunella & UE2) ›› District Ten

(Tiana & Amadeus) ›› District Eleven

(Sooraya & Victor) ›› District Twelve

Tell me what you think of this, otherwise there are more notes underneath the cut

Two characters are unnamed because while the Champions have twenty four listed members, one of them is Devil Dinosaur, and the other is Scott Summers. The first is a dinosaur. The second will be a mentor. Also Cloud Nine is cut bc the gender divide between the champs was 13-11, and she was the one I knew about the least, so I replaced her with Speed, which was explained in the ticket I wrote for him

Notes!!

Gabby is a Career Tribute, but she meant to wait longer before volunteering, but districts one two and four were stopped from doing that

Joaquin is in District 2 bc in the MCU they put him in the Air Force

District 3 is tech, so Riri is obvious. But David from his time working for hero support.

Qureshi is on the beach bc his portal powers help him smuggle people over the ocean, which is a major part of his backstory, and the overall plot of the fic.

Viv is in the power district so she can absorb all the newly generated power

Kamala and Kareem are in transportation district bc. Their adventure on the train. (This isn't going to ship them I just thought it was a fun connection)

Miles is in textiles bc spiders. Weave. Haha.

Amka is in textiles for a better plot reason. So that when she gets involved with people in her district helping others escape the country, she picks up on the patterns they weave into cloth to send messages, and then use that knowledge when she gets her northern lights powers.

Fernanda is in grain to guide escaping people through the fields.

Sam is in grain bc. Aliens. Crop circles.

Lunella is with livestock to get her used to working with large animals before she meets Devil Dinosaur in the Arena

Amadeus is working in District 11 to crossbreed plants for max yield. He's very respected for this, which allows him to work on the Hulk formula and control sleeve, though that isn't allowed into the Games.

Tiana (with Amadeus' help) operates a set of mechanical wings to speed up harvest. Only allowed bc she had a rope attached to the ground tied around her.

Victor's power is to sense the history in a place, and draw power from it. He is able to use the relative freedom of District Twelve to get pulled into anti-capitol movements gathered in centers of their old culture.

#hunger games au #marvel champions #kamala khan #lunella lafayette #viv vision #nova #sam alexander #gabby kinney #joaquin torres

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asklordcaptaincastronova · 3 months

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Lets see what Amadeus thinks about 🕯️ Arden/@particularcustodian

That's brave of them. I wonder if people are more likely to accuse them of tech heresy or being a xenos.

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artisticzaati · 4 months

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and they called him the blood moon beast.

#zaati draws #amadeus tech #amadeus korsh #yiga clan au #yiga clan #AkkalaTechLabs

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solopostings · 3 months

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Doppelgangers.

A collab with @robbietech !

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Holding his phone up, Rex taps on the screen to record himself speak.

"Subject 0719 seems to be quite aggressive. Drawing his blood melts all our equipment... what could possibly be so corrosive in his blood?

How can he survive with such dangers within him?"

Taking a step back, the CEO of Silph Neo smirked as he watched the animalistic man clawing at the glass. Tapping the screen to end the recording.

While staring right at him.

His eyes couldn't draw away.

The fangs, the same lost eye... he truly looked like him, if he lived out in the wilds for twenty years, maybe.

A chuckle left the leader as he remained silent.

"Rex, sir... the subject is close to breaking the glass. It can't take anymore beatings." A worker in a Team Galactic outfit spoke, looking over at him.

Rex grinned slightly, "This glass was meant to hold the strength of a Groudon. He is he stronger than a deity?" He glanced at the workers, "Bring the Mewtwo armor in. Let's restraint the beast."

The worker nodded, looking over at other members of different teams. Flare and even Magma were there. Aqua. Snagem, Cipher even down to Rocket — bits and parts of every team around the globe were working for him.

He took loyal workers from other teams. People who were amazing at their work and were treated lowly from their past leaders. They enjoyed working for Silph Neo. Seeing it grow more powerful each passing day with the technology that was built here. They were paid respectively. They worked to the bone.

Suddenly, robotic arms quickly held down the wild man, putting armor on his that was meant for a Pokémon; Mewtwo. A Pokémon made by scientists long ago, now.

Rex leaned against the glass, watching the other man bite and claw to try to get away. He got a slip, leaning close to Rex. Growling loudly, baring his teeth at him. Slamming on the glass until the arm grabs one of his arms.

"My, what big fangs you have..." Rex snickered — not afraid of the other. Other grunts shook a bit seeing the man so close to the glass.

... Crack.

The glass cracked slightly where the man's face was.

Rex's brow rose in surprise, and the workers all gasped. Fearing for their life.

They worked with godly Pokémon. Legendary beasts ranging from Entei to Ultra Beasts all the way down to Dialga. Yet somehow, this one person was the first to ever crack this glass.

Impressive power he must have had.

Rex wanted it for himself.

"Dos, pin him down away from the glass, will you?" Rex hummed as he clicked his pen, taking out a notepad to write something down.

A young man in armor, his face covered by a mask, stood up. Slightly raising his hand, the beast flew back into the wall, pinned by an invisible force.

Finally, the man spoke. However, it was in a language no one could understand.

"And he finally speaks!" Rex pressed the record button once more, not wanting to miss a thing.

The subject in question glared at Rex, yelling directly at him. Trying to move his body from whatever was pinning him down. He paused, looking at "Dos."

Dos, a quiet man, looked back at the subject. A strange sense of familiarity struck. It was beyond how he looked like Rex. This felt ... otherworldly.

"What is your name?" Rex asked the man behind the glass, "I know you can hear me. What. Is. Your. Name?"

The other man slowly turned his head back at Rex's direction. Remaining quiet.

"Dos, do that psychic thing in his head. Maybe you'll get a better answer." Rex sighed, rubbing his temple. irritated.

A quiet nod as he looks back at the other man, focusing his power on him.

"... Amadeus... Korsh? No. Tech. Korsh was a disregarded name..." Dos spoke, "He wants to go home."

Rex clicked his tongue. Of course, they would have the same first name.

"Tell him he isn't going anywhere if he refuses to get along."

Dos turned his head, looking back at Amadeus. In response, he spoke once again, screeching at Rex in particular. Dos leaned against the wall, tapping his arm with his finger.

Rex waved his hand, "What is the beast saying now?"

Dos cleared his throat, "... really crude things, Sir."

Rex sighed and put on goggles, whistling for his grunts to start a machine up. The grunts all nodded, flipping a switch watching the man fully be put into armor until he could no longer move.

A robotic arm with a needle stuck inside the armor, drawing out blood again. Hoping this time, it wouldn't corrode his equipment.

Amadeus screamed, trying hard to move and tear everything apart — but with the unknown force pinning him down — he was stuck. having to let whatever this other man wanted to do.

Steal his blood? His DNA? Have it, Amadeus thought. He just wanted to break free and destroy everything and everyone in this place.

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Hours later, the grunts did their work and were sent off to break. Rex and Dos stayed in the room, watching Amadeus stare back at them with a tired expression.

"Imagine the power Pokémon could gain with that blood of his?" Rex snickered, "Shadow Pokémon would scurry in fear compared to this power."

Rex sat down, looking at the vial with the black blood from Amadeus. It was as dark as tar, but as corrosive as acid. Such a strange substance.

Dos finally took off his mask — seeing no one was around. Amadeus looked at him with almost an expression of familiarity.

The young man had long red hair that was tied up in a ponytail. Blue eyes and many scars all over his face.

Dos took a deep breath, looking back at Amadeus, "... Alaric? No, that isn't my name."

Rex rose an eyebrow, "What? Did he say something?"

Dos shook his head, "No, his thoughts were loud, he said I was someone named Alaric."

Rex looked at Amadeus, "Seems you may have a doppelganger in his world as well. Wonder if... oh, nevermind."

Putting the vial back in a rack of many others, he takes out his phone, "Gotta make sure Mel is doin' alright. I'll be right back."

Rex smiled and walked out of the room — leaving Amadeus and Dos alone.

Amadeus breathed heavily, clenching his teeth, "Let me out of here, Alaric. I have a family at home too, y'know. They are worried about me."

Dos didn't move, glancing away from the other.

"I am not supposed to talk to my Boss's subjects. Last time I did... I let the subject go free."

A strange Pokémon warped beside him — its eyes piercing through Amadeus. Knowing his ill intent of wanting to escape.

"... Deoxys, it's okay. He can't move." Dos yawns as he slides his back against the wall, sitting down on the floor.

The Deoxys makes a strange sound, kneeling down to look at Dos closer. Scanning him from head to toe.

"I am not hurt. Just tired from holding him down." Dos pointed at Amadeus. His psychic abilities were put to the test with this one.

Deoxys slowly looked at Amadeus once more, teleporting closer to the glass. Titling his head, Amadeus is crushed further, wincing.

"Get me out of here!" Finally it settles in. The small spaces. feeling crushed. Amadeus suddenly struggles more to break out. Screaming, trying to take the armor off.

Dos slowly stood back up, watching.

"... he is scared—"

Loud beeping and a red light turns on and off. A warning.

Rex runs back inside with his workers, looking directly at Amadeus slowly ripping off the armor. Clawing at the glass again.

"Dos, hold him down!" Rex ordered, waving his hand in panic.

Deoxys warped beside Dos, quickly putting his helmet back on.

"... he has claustrophobia. He is panicking."

"I don't care what he has, someone get him to settle down. Put him to sleep, anything at all!"

Amadeus grabs the robotic arm that was going to put something in him to sleep. Immediately swinging it to at last, break the glass.

Everyone gasped and ducked, trying to avoid the glass.

Rex gulped, slowly looking up at the beast standing in front of him. Just as Amadeus was about to claw at Rex, Dos holds out his hand, freezing him in place.

Amadeus clenches his teeth, unable to move any of his limbs, however he moves his eye slightly. Seeing the boy in the corner of his eye.

"What should I do with him now, Boss?" Dos spoke.

Rex backed away slightly, trying to fix his collar — trying to remain calm.

"... send him back to his world. I got enough of his DNA that I can make copies. He is... no longer useful."

Dos nods, looking at Deoxys. His Pokémon grabs Amadeus, transforming into his speed form and rushes out of the room.

Going to fast, that Amadeus suddenly opens his eyes and he is back in his own world.

When Deoxys is back beside Dos' side, Rex shook his head.

"I placed a chip in him. He will be easy to find if we need him again..." Rex snickered then looked back at the broken glass.

"... we will need something stronger for that... thing."

#short story #collab writings #pokemon zelda au

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postgameroutesix · 9 months

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reminds me ive been dwelling over spiderman aus for the terasaka gang As Of Late bc its funny to me how u can really make it work with all of them….

like terasaka is first and foremost the most obvious candidate just bc of how well he thematically works as such an au - namely the theme of responsibility. like the concept of “with great power must come great responsibility” fits SO well with terasaka as a character and furthermore his whole attitude of putting others before himself he develops is so spidey core of him lol (<- PAIN)

aesthetically, hazama fits the bill the best. she already has a whole spider motif that contains SO much symbolism like really while it wouldnt be ur typical spiderman story she DOES very much fit the powers of spiderman (rememberrr how she crawls in the civil war arc like. cmon) and i can picture her in a suit thats very reaper-esque lol. also - giving her venom and camoflage on top of the usual spidey powers would be incredibly fitting

itona could adopt a rather miguel-like narrative i think wrt him obtaining the powers (thoigh bear in mind thats going off what i know about miguel’s origin atm) considering his already narrative involving the tentacles and all and i think would create a suit similar to ironspider (like amadeus cho in the usm cartoon) with drones for example

👆on the note of tech thats how i image yoshida would go about it too. though instead of drones and the circuitry itona is known for he applies the vehicle mechanics hes known for - copying the goblin’s glider maybe. traps also, him and itona would both have several different settings to their web shooters and both would be well versed in the whole trapping aspect

have the least ideas for muramatsu rn (😔😔) which IS funny bc he was the one i last year was messing around actually making a spiderman au for. but well all of these r just silly thoughts that marinate in my mind.. his combat style would likely be the most hand to hand combat out of all of them thoigh id but that applies to anything

#my characters. real #★: 112

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your-astro-mami · 1 year

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Um, do you think having Aqua Saturn in a natal chart can be an indicator of a tech genius?

Aquarius Saturns are the people who are very keen on seeing improvements in the world and they are stubborn enough to try and make them.

You see something and you want to make it better.

Generally, Aquarius placements are conected to technology, innovation (mostly), even if it means hurting others or finding inhumane ways to achieve it. I can see people with Aquarius Saturns having very extremist views or ambitions, wanting to do something out of this world. They are people who want to leave their mark in the world.

All Fixed sign Saturns are extremely stubborn (Taurus, Leo, Scorpio, Aquarius), but Aquarius is an Air sign so the Aquarius Saturn person can be very cold, very calculated, very intelligent in their plans.

The list of Famous people and historical figures with Saturn in Aquarius is interesting to say the least:

King Henry VIII (King of England, separated the Church of England from papal authority), Jeff Bezos (Amazon Founder), Kamala Harris (US vice president), George Orwell (Author of 1984 and Animal Farm), Jordan Belfort (Wolf of Wallstreet), Jordan Peterson (Author, right-wing media personality), Lord Byron (Poet), Harry Houdini (Escape artist), Robert Oppenheimer (Theoretical physicist, "father of the atomic bomb"), Giorgio Armani and Christian Dior (Fashion designers), Charles Manson (Cult leader, criminal), the Anti-Christ, Carl Jung (founder of analytical psychology), Michelle Obama (author and former First Lady of US), Friedrich Nietzsche (Philosopher), Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart (Composer) ,Salvador Dali (Artist), Winston Churchill (Former Prime Minister of UK), Aleister Crowley (Occultist) and others. Another recent chart of a person with Aquarius Saturn I saw is Sam Bankman-Fried's chart, the FTX (crypto trading platform) founder.

#astrology #history #henry viii #jeff bezos #zodiac signs #kamala harris #george orwell #lord byron #jordan peterson #salvador dali #mozart #charles manson #christian dior #jordan belfort #robert oppenheimer #winston churchill #aleister crowley

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moosemonstrous · 5 months

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Ghost Rider Pacific Rim AU - personal space

Turns out, staying in drift with multiple tons of a highly sophisticated robot for hours at a time gives you a bad case of sea legs.

“Oi, watch out!” One of the techs catches Robbie before he hits the cockpit floor. He’s graduated from control room to the inside of the Conn-Pod, which mostly means there is a lot less space for all the people upgrading the hardware and drawing out plans for removing the other pilot console. “I think you had enough for one shift.”

What, already? “I can–“ But he can’t, because they removed his helmet and he might be sick just from trying to look at someone without seeing the whole hangar at the same time. “Ugh.”

The tech laughs and waves over colleagues to help her unscrew Robbie from the makeshift rigging. In a real fight, he’d have been thrown across the pod on the first hit, but it works well enough to let him move The Charger around the bay. It takes three people with power drills to extract him, and two to effectively carry him out of the cockpit, where Cho and Stark have their monitoring station set up on the walkway.

“Whoa, what’s going on?” Stark demands when the techs deposit Robbie on the crate Cho is currently using as a bed. “I didn’t see a seizure, what’s–“

“He’s exhausted, boss,” the tech points at Robbie, who’s too focused on keeping his head from rolling off his neck to defend himself. As soon as he’s down, two nurses descend to check his eyes and to attach a mini-EEG to his temples. More people have touched him in the last twenty four hours than possibly his entire life up to this point, and if he wasn’t so nauseous he’d be feeling some kind of way about it. “Besides, look at the countdown. Canelo says we need at least six hours to get the wiring sorted. Might as well follow Cho’s example.”

“Right,” Robbie can’t see what Stark is doing, but judging by the deep sigh he doesn’t have it in him to argue, either. “Right, good shout. Yeah, let’s— When did he conk out?”

“An hour ago,” one of the nurses says in a way that promises to cut off Stark’s caffeine access.

“I thought it got quiet. Hey, Reyes, how’re you feeling? Nothing new popped? Brain all good?”

Robbie cracks open his bad eye to look at him over the nurse’s shoulder. He didn’t realise he’d closed them. “Fine. I think.”

“Thinking is a good indicator!” Stark exclaims, throwing his hands up. The enthusiasm makes him look ten years younger. “Go get some chow. Pam, make sure he doesn’t collapse in a hallway somewhere, Jen would eat one of my important organs.”

“I’m fine, I’m just—” Robbie presses his feet into the metal surface of the walkway. His knees feel detached, but less like they won’t hold if he tries to stand. “Just need a minute.”

“You need to sleep,” the nurse – Pam – waggles a finger on his face. “We’ve set up the old Horizon Bravo quarters—”

“No,” he protests. It’s half five. He can just make it, if his legs cooperate. “No, I need to go get my brother. He starts school at seven.” An exchange of significant glances occurs over his head. “I’ll be back after drop off. I’ll grab some food on the way.“

Lisa very kindly offered to help Gabe get ready in the morning when Robbie was told to come back to the hangar for the fifth shift to continue testing. He doesn’t mind leaving his brother to sleep on his own – he could never really afford to – but something about having a virtual stranger take over on such a short notice doesn’t sit right with him.

“Amadeus said you sorted it out,” Stark says, like he suspects he’s being had. It takes Robbie a moment to figure out he’s referring to Cho.

“In case I can’t make it back.” Robbie refuses to back down under his stare. “I can. So I will.”

“…Sure, whatever.” Stark makes eyebrows at Pam the Nurse before turning around to address everyone around: “Alright people, countdown is on fifteen hours! Pilot’s going to catch a snooze, everyone else get on the Conn-Pod while it’s free!”

“Did you not sleep at all?” Gabe yawns while Robbie collects a change of clothes. Parading through the support side in the undersuit made him feel half-naked and he’s not keen on repeating the experience. “Robbie, you have to sleep.”

“I know, buddy.” He’s also not keen on letting Lisa and Pam wait outside for too long. Lisa showed up despite Robbie texting her it was alright, ‘just in case’. “It’s just because the countdown is low, okay? Things will even out soon.”

After the next demon. Jesus, what is his life. If Gabe catches the implication, he doesn’t comment on it, so Robbie gets on with peeling the undersuit off. It’s much harder to do after sweating in it for eight hours and belatedly he realises that’s why you should’ve used that baby powder.

“What’s that?”

When he turns to look over his shoulder, Gabe’s pointing at his back, brows drawn together in concern. Does it show? Does what show? He feels along his shoulder blades as far as he can bend his arm, but other than sweat, nothing is there.

“What’s what?”

“It’s red. Like squiggles, but straight.”

“Where?”

He crouches down to let Gabe draw lines down his spine with his fingers. He still can’t feel anything out of order. “Picture,” Gabe makes a grabby hand for Robbie’s phone.

There are indeed lines of red blotches along his spine. Just skin irritation; something deep in Robbie’s chest releases in relief. Nothing to worry about. Probably just pressure from the spinal clamp. Yeah, those things dig in after a while.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine,” he ruffles Gabe’s hair to his loud displeasure. “The drivesuit left some marks, that’s all.”

“Robbie, are you really going to fight the demon?”

Robbie knows every single expression Gabe has ever made better than his own face. He can tell whether his brother is happy or not, whether he needs space or coaxing, whether everything around him is too much or not enough – the one thing in life he thinks he’s definitely an expert in. But he’s never seen him look like this before. Like he’s afraid to be excited.

“No, I’m just–“ he searches for the right word. “The jaeger isn’t ready, and I’ve not had enough training. I’ll just be protecting the base.” Unless you grow some balls between now and go time. “I’m not doing anything risky, alright? It will probably be really boring.”

Are you kidding? You get to pilot the best-looking jaeger in the line-up and you expect it to be boring? God, he hopes it will be boring. There is a non-zero chance the demon won’t go for Hong Kong at all, and The Charger won’t even come off the suspension rack. He doesn’t want his first job to end up in a disaster because he has no goddamn clue what he’s doing. I know what I’m doing. That’s more than enough.

“I bet it will be really cool,” Gabe smiles encouragingly. Robbie blinks away the alien sense of puffed-up confidence he definitely hasn’t earned. “Lisa said we might go into a bunker. We’ve never been in a bunker before.”

Not that Gabe remembers, at least. “I can still take you to school, you know.”

“You,” Gabe puts his palm against his chest, “need to,” and powers his wheelchair to push Robbie towards the bunk bed: “sleep!”

Despite his insistence, Robbie doesn’t let him just leave. Pam is still waiting outside the door when he unlocks the ramp down to the corridor level. Her and Lisa must have made fast friends, because they abruptly stop talking as soon as they see Robbie. He has no reason to suspect they were talking about him, but two women going quiet and smiling like that never spelled anything good in my life before. Did he put his t-shirt on backwards or something?

“Morning! Are you ready to go?” Lisa grins at Gabe, who squeezes Robbie’s hand before letting go to roll his chair down to her side.

“I have time, I could–“ he starts, but Pam smacks him in the chest with a plastic bag. It smells faintly like bread. The look on her face dares him to finish the sentence.

“We can make it to CC on our own, right Gabe?” Lisa has a hand on Gabe’s shoulder. She and Pam exchange a conspiratorial glance, and Robbie barely gets a hug goodbye before his brother rides away without him.

Pam has enough mercy to let him stand in the doorway for a couple more minutes. “It’s half six,” she observes eventually like she’s commenting on the weather. “Eat the food, all of it. The outfitters expected you to have gained more weight by now.”

When Robbie peeks into the bag, it contains at least two doughnuts. “There’s a pager in there, too. If you aren’t asleep by eight, ping it, someone will come give you downers.”

“Downers?”

She gives him a pitying look. “You need at least five hours. You did well up there, but if you end up out in the ocean, you could be drifting for a very long time. Eat, sleep, and don’t show your face up in the dome until the third shift, no matter what R&D say. Got it?”

Robbie grits his teeth. “Eat, sleep, come back for third shift,” he mutters. “Got it.”

Pam smirks. “Another sunny one.” She pushes him again until he’s fully inside the bunk room and shuts the door behind her. Bitch.

He really needs to rest. Next thing he knows, he’ll be squaring up to Dr Montesi.

...Next time he wakes up, it will be to really pilot a jaeger. Out of the Shatterdome, with a demon due within hours.

Cheer up, kid. What's the worst that could happen?

#ghost rider pacific rim au #robbie reyes #eli morrow #fanfic #everybody get enough sleep challenge #I have been Informed that technically this is a filler and I could just jump straight to the demon part #but I was halfway through it so #here we go

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