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niqhtlord01 · 2 months

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Humans are weird: They sing going to war

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While serving alongside the human forces during the Torus Campaign I learned much of their strange culture.

Their need to stack foods in elaborate combinations which they call a “Sandwich”, their constant need to play “The Game” without ever explaining what it is unless to tell you that you have lost it, and even their obsession with petting anything within arm’s reach with an almost religious like dedication; but the strangest custom I only witnessed during the final stages of the war.

We had just deployed over the world of Obidon III and were launching a joint ground assault with the human forces. Enemy resistance was expected to be heavy and many would not survive the drop, but command believed that if enough forces reached the surface of the planet they could establish a beachhead and allow the rest of the contingent to be brought in.

During the decent to the planet all I could do was keep my eyes closed and hope beyond hope that we would survive. I was so lost in this trance like state that my friend Septem had to physically smack me on the helmet to get my attention and tell me to turn my radio channel to frequency 13.

I was confused at first since that frequency was being used for our human allies but he insisted that I would not believe what they were doing. So I reset my radio in my helmet to frequency and what I heard was something I had never expected on a battlefield.

They were singing.

The frequency was chalk full of voices in such volume that I had to turn down the volume but it seemed like every single human that was part of the attach was joining in the song. My translator unit was trying to keep up but the sheer intensity of the humans singing was causing it to drop in and out, picking up every other word.

I wanted to listen closer to them but the enemy flak began pounding the outside of our dropship. Each detonation sent the ship rattling side to side violently. I had just retightened my straps when a shell burst just beneath us sending a shockwave through the ship so strong it sent several of my comrades flying from their seats into the opposite wall. They hit the wall hard and did not get back up when their bodies collapsed to the ground.

All I could think about was how this was the moment I was going to die. This was the moment my existence in this universe comes to its conclusion and I return to the dust and atoms of the cosmos. And as I tuned myself to this reality all I could hear were the humans still singing over the radio.

They must have been going through the same amount of enemy fire as he was and yet still they somehow were still able to sing as if nothing was wrong with the world. I got so focused on their singing that I forgot about my worries for such a time that I was startled when the dropship landed with a loud thud against the planet’s surface and the boarding ramp lowered.

The following battle was a grueling six hour run and gun with the enemy as we tried to carve out a safe LZ for reinforcements. I got separated from my unit on more than one occasion and wandered into the human designated areas in the confusion.

To my utter surprise the humans were still singing.

Clad in their blue and gold armor, they broadcasted their voices from their helmet speakers as they advanced street by bloody street. One of them took shelter with me for a time as we prepared to rush a fortified courtyard which housed heavy anti air emplacement. I nodded a greeting to the human who replied in kind, yet their voice never ceased in song. I saw them rush around the corner and take several heavy rounds to their chest, but the shells ricocheted off the armor leaving only scratches on the paint.

I watched in disbelief as this wild singing human leaped over the barricade and slapped a detonation charge on the anti-air weapon before leaping back as it exploded the weapon. They stood in the smoldering flames to take a moment to catch their breath when a sniper’s round from down the street struck them in the head and blew out a large portion of their cranium. It was the first time during the entire battle I had seen a human die but I did not have long to contemplate it as the rest of the humans charged past, still singing, in the direction of the snipers shot.

Another hour of combat and the landing site was finally secured and reinforcements were brought in to take our positions. What was left of the initial landing force were sent back to orbit and recover and regroup from their losses. Out of my people’s forces I was one of twenty soldiers to have survived. I imagined the humans had lost equally as many until the pilot remarked that additional shuttles had been dispatched to carry their force back up. It seemed that despite the intensity of the fighting only three of their warriors had fallen in battle; one of them including the warrior I had watched fall.

I was beyond myself.

These reckless warriors had somehow survived one of the most intense battles the campaign had seen and only lost three of their number.

Once back on the ship the first chance I could I sought them out for an explanation. They were quartered in the lower reaches of the ship, isolated from the other contingents onboard.

Outside their area were two guards still in full armor that initially would not let me through until one of them recognized me from the fighting in the city. I was then led inside and found many of the humans feasting and laughing. Two long rows of had been setup facing each other; between them were several fires, each with a different animal being roasted over them. At the end of the rows stood three large pyres of wood which held three bodies atop each of them.

As I passed through the humans many ceased their laughter and looked at me, their eyes with suspicion. We made it half way through the throngs when a giant of a human stepped forward and blocked our path. They demanded to know why I had been let it in; going even further to say they will throw me out personally if the answer was not good. The guard who had recognized me said I had witnessed the last moments of one of the fallen and would speak of their deeds. There was a long pause as the large human glared at me, his eyes as cold as the crescent moon of my homeworld.

The human finally relented and let out a loud boastful laugh, clapping me on my shoulders and welcoming me to the feast. Those gathered around cheered and similarly welcomed me now as the ceremony proceeded once more. I could barely say anything as I was seemingly pulled into the celebration. I drank, I ate, I laughed, I even boasted of my own achievements during the battle.

At the height of the feast I was called forward to speak of the final moments of the human soldier I watched die. I learned their name had been Moris Yu, and had served in the human contingent since the beginning of the campaign. I spoke of his final moments, of how he charged the enemy alone and had single handedly destroyed their war machine. I spoke of the snipers bullet laying him low to which all the gathered humans spoke as one “To Odin’s hall he flies.”

With that pyres were set on fire and the bodies slowly turned to ash. I imagine it had some significant ritualistic meaning in human culture but it was beyond me.

After the funeral I asked one of the soldiers the question I had come to them with.

“Why do you sing in battle?”

The human took a long huff from a wooden pipe and blew a cloud of smoke before answering.

“Long ago, my people were raiders and conquerors of the sea.” They began, “Our gods watched over us and should we prove worthy we would be sent to them to join them in their halls and fight alongside them for eternity.”

“There was one warband led by a giant of a man called Osmond Frig. He loved song just as much as he loved fighting, so he made his warriors sing during every fight as it made him happy.”

“They agreed to such silliness?” I asked, to which the human grinned.

“They did after he felled the first three men who laughed at him with a single blow from his axe.” They finished before continuing with their story.

“What was truly surprising was not the sight of these warriors singing, but rather the fact that they were rather good at it. It was said they could make the Valkyries themselves shed a single tear with their songs.”

“Eventually one of the gods, Bragi, noticed Osmond’s warband and took a liking to them. Much like the Valkyries he too was moved by their song and decided to reward them with his patronage. He used ancient magic and made it so as long as the warriors sung they would be impervious to harm of all kinds.”

“So the warband grew in fame and glory as they went conquest to conquest, emerging from battles against impossible odds with nay a scratch on them. First across the northern seas, then across the continent of Europe, and then soon the entire world knew of Osmond; which is when they finally drew the attention of the king of the gods, Odin.”

“Odin watched these powerful warriors and wanted them in his hall for the eternal battle, yet despite every challenge they faced they emerged victorious. No matter what enemy Odin placed in their path or scheme he unleashed on them they refused to fall. Odin knew of Bragi’s patronage and tortured the god to reveal his secret and after seven days and seven nights Bragi told Odin of the spell he had cast and how it could not be undone.”

“But that was all Odin needed to secure his warriors.” The human said with a devil’s grin.

“During the midst of the most recent battle Odin took the form of a mighty warrior and stalked the fields for his prey. He waited for each warrior to catch their breath and cease their song before striking and slaying them, one by one. By day’s end only Osmond remained to fight Odin and though he sang long into the night he too eventually gasped for air and was slain.”

“So that is why you sing?” I asked the human. ‘Because you believe your gods will protect you?”

The human chuckled and nodded to the three pyres. “Did you not say that Moris was only slain after he ceased singing?”

I wanted to counter him with some logic, some reason grounded in reality, but I could not. I left that human area with a profound new perspective of myself in the grand scheme of the universe.

The next time I was in a combat drop my comrades laughed when I began singing. I wasn’t sure if it was good or not, but I hoped that in some way the human god would at least find me amusing and let me live another day.

#humans are insane #humans are weird #humans are space oddities #humans are space orcs #scifi #story #writing #original writing #niqhtlord01 #odin #bragi #norse mythology

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okmcintyre · 2 months

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send me a character and I'll list:

favourite thing about them: Clarke's tenacity! Her first scene? She fights off two armed guards and LOCKS THEM IN HER CELL BEHIND HER. Then how she handles herself at the dropship ("You think we care who's in charge!?"). Her commitment to getting her people out of MW (despite every other leader before her failing to do so). Praimfaya. AFTER Praimfaya... When Clarke sets her mind on something, she's a force! 💥

least favourite thing about them: I hated seeing how much crap she put up with in S6 (and even some of the earlier seasons!) I wish she'd value herself enough to apply that tenacity to her own well-being 😅

favourite line: my answer always changes, but today it's this one from 512. It was refreshing to see Clarke own that 'Wanheda' part of herself after so many years. Loved that energy for her ⤵️

"What if I never see you again? No, not possible. How can you be sure? It's simple. You may be the Commander, but I'm the Commander of Death..."

brOTP: MURPHY! Their dynamic is sm fun!!

OTP: Bellarke. For sure 100% I'm always rooting for those two wonderful fools.

nOTP: I still think the Clarke x Gaia vibes felt really... off? I wasn't a fan. And Cillian definitely wasn't my fave either, but I guess he's actually not meant to be 😅

random headcanon: Eventually, earthkru has settled peacefully and trained a team of medics: so Clarke decides, after some convincing, to take up life as an artist.

(Though sometimes, when she can't sleep, Bellamy and Madi still find her helping patients in the med tent...)

unpopular opinion: she wasn't completely wrong with all her S5 decisions. Some of them, like shock-collaring her daughter? YES! But feeling obligated to get a 12 year old girl tf away from Wonkru and Blodrenia? Maybe not a bad call 🤷‍♀️ Her method was lousy, but her intentions not completely un-understandable.

...and her red hair was COOL! 🤣

song i associate with them: I'm gonna be predictable again bc ofc it's this one!

favourite picture of them: so many to choose from, but here's an adorable gif! ✨

#the 100 #clarke griffin #clurphy #bellarke #i love her your honor #nobody likes the red hair but I was 🤩 at my TV lol #tysm for asking!!#ask away!#ask game #the Griffin family #our fearless leaders #I was also a BIG clxa fan and it drew me back into checking out the show #but tbh after watching it through i kinda put them in the same column as flarke?#i liked the chapter of her story but was always rooting for a b/c endgame #i actually thought 512 was a GREAT tie-in to bridge clxa with bellarke when we got the 'don't make the same mistake she did' scene in 5x12 #but anyway don't mind me #rambling more in the tags bc this is what these characters do to me 🤣

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leechs · 1 year

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is-the-battlemech-cool-or-not · 14 days

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@starcolonelkatrinamoon

Additional data from the lost Fidelis team has come through.

Units observed on Helios prior to contact loss include:

1x WoB-ROM Light of Mankind Level III-A4 (equipment: Ragnarok Assault BattleMech; exclusive)

2x WoB-Shadow Level III-H4 (equipment: Manei Domini Celestial series)

Various additional BattleMech units (WoB-ROM, WoB-Shadow, WoB-Mil; total force size estimate: Level IV; exact composition unknown)

Various armor/combat vehicle units (war force size total: Level V)

Various AeroSpace units (incl. at least 1 Level III unit of WoB-ROM Purifying Light)

Unknown number of WarShip/JumpShip/DropShip assets (pos. incl. WoBS Erinyes [Warning: WMD-CONFIRMED; Class: Spinal Mass Driver; anti-planet capable; SLDF TARGET PRIORITY ALPHA-ZERO)

#battletech #mechwarrior #story event

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cilok-uwais-tasikmalaya · 4 months

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siblingskissing · 6 months

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Why did you need to bring up Proship or anti ship at all with a goddamn moodboard? God both sides are so fucking annoying.

Hi! I do this because I don't want someone to follow/interact with a post if they don't want to interact with pro shop content! I don't want their algorithm to show more dropship content if they don't like it- plus it blocks my account from accounts that have the tag blocked. Get over it dear

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sarkos · 11 months

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For the first edition Battledroids game, TCI packed in two mini-model kits, typically Nitto’s Dougram kits. Box art for the game featured artwork of the Tomahawk Destroid from Macross, repurposed to become the “Warhammer” battle mech. Several other Macross and Dougram designs were adapted to become the core battlemech designs for the game. As a result, the hero Dougram became the “Shadow Hawk” and the Soltech Round Facer became the “Griffon.” The Bigfoot, Blockhead, and Hasty became the “Battlemaster”, “Wolverine” and “Thunderbolt” mechs. Of the Macross designs, the VF-1S Super Valkyrie became the “Phoenix Hawk” and the standard VF-1S became the “Wasp.” The VF-1A became the “Stinger” and the Armored VF-1A/J became the “Crusader.” The Reguld became the “Ostoc,” or “Ostscout.” The Glaug became the “MAD-3R Marauder”. The Defender anti-aircraft Destroid became the “Rifleman,” the Destroid Spartan became the “Archer” and the Destroid Phalanx became known as the “Longbow.”. A Shoji Kawamori design from Crusher Joe, the Ostall hunter drone, grew in size to become the “Locust” light combat mech (the name being a play on the words “low cost”). The game was an immediate hit, but FASA ran into a snag as Lucasfilm claimed a trademark on the term “droid” due to its use in Star Wars. To avoid litigation, FASA changed the game’s name from Battledroids to Battletech when they published a second edition of the core rules in 1985. The second edition boxes did not include the two kits per box that the Battledroids set had featured. In place of this, TCI offered at least seven scenario expansion modules for the game, with each module containing two models (primarily 1/144 Dougram kits from Nitto or Nichimo 1/200 Macross kits) and a set of rules for a scenario that used the included kits. In addition to these modules, TCI shrink-wrapped printouts of Battletech mech stats onto the boxes of the original 1/144 Nitto Dougram kits for the designs that were incorporated into the game.

Japanese Robot Invasion! 1980s Anime Mecha Models Arrive in the US, Part II – ZIMMERIT – Anime | Manga | Garage Kits | Doujin

I’m not sure if it’s TCI or another enterprising distributor, but as a youth I picked up a Crusher Joe Minerva relabeled as a Leopard Dropship, packed with I think a Dougram and a Destroid kit at a convention

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doomalade · 1 year

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Atlas Military

Atlan Airforce (AAF)

-Ships

Atlan Fortress Flagship

Atlan Manta Gunship

Atlan Tiger Dropship

Atlan Hammerhead VTOL

-Markings

Green Armor Markings = Airforce

Black Armor Markings = Officer

-Ranks

Recruit = No Stripes

Private = One Green Stripe

Private Second Class = Two Green Stripes

Private Third Class = Three Green Stripes

Petty Officer = One Black Triange

Warrant Officer = Two Black Triangles

Senior Officer = Three Black Triangles

Command Officer = Three Black Triangles, One Silver Star

Chief Officer = Three Black Triangles, Two Silver Stars

Admiral = Three Black Triangles, Three Silver Stars

Atlan Army

-Atlan Paladin Mechs

Atlan Paladin 290 (AP-290)

Advanced Atlan Paladin 290 (AAP-290)

Advanced Designation Assistance (ADA)

-Atlan Knights

Atlan Knight 130 (AK-130) - Security to Infantry

Atlan Knight 135 (AK-135) - Security

Atlan Knight 200 (AK-200) - Infantry

-Atlan AA/Artillery

Atlan Burrow Turret (ABT) - Artillery

Atlan Burrow Beam (ABB) - Anti-Aircraft

-General Infantry

Atlesian Defense Force (ADF)

-Markings

Red Armor Markings = Infantry

Yellow Armor Markings = Security Detail

Black Armor Markings = Officer

-Ranks

Recruit = No Bars

Private = One Red Bar

Private Second Class = Two Red Bars

Private Third Class = Three Red Bars

Lieutenant = One Black Star

Corporal = Two Black Stars

Major = Three Black Stars

Colonel = Four Black Stars

General = Five Black Stars

-Weapons

Gapp-5 Stun Baton

AP-6 9mm Automatic Pistol

Falke-10 .44 Revolver

MP-11 9mm Sub-Machine Gun

AC-15 .30-06 Semi-Automatic Carbine

AR-16 5.54 Bullpup Rifle

AR-18 5.54 Bullpup Rifle

Marigold .50 Caliber Heavy Machine Gun

Goliath Lock-On Rocket Launcher

Gapp-22 Riot Shield

-Special Operations

Advanced Covert Expedition Operatives (ACE Ops)

Atlan Tactical Division (ATD)

Blue Armor Markings = Special Operations

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ariesgamesandminis · 1 year

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waywardvictorianconfessions · 2 years

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I think my biggest disappointment in her is how flimsy, shallow, milquetoast-liberal her politics turned out to be. None of her ideas on that front seem original or even accurate. Free circulation of art and rightful compensation for the artist? We dropped that shit in the early aughts. Feminism? Lemme bust out that 1970s greatest hits bb. Anti-racism? *crickets* Ecology? Buy my dropshipped fast fashion and glittery plastic bottles! Anti-psych? When you see how I do it, you will beg me to stop.

#wayward victorian confessions #faerie admin

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niqhtlord01 · 5 months

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Humans are weird: The fall of Reservoir

From the audio recording of Frin Yuel Retired Artark, Recipient of the Stone of Valor, Hero of the Battle of Reservoir Recordings restricted from public distribution by order of Central Command.

“I have been called many titles over my years of service, but there has been none more insulting to me than the “Hero of Reservoir”.

There was nothing heroic about that engagement; at least not from our side of the battle.

Yes, yes, I know; what madness do I speak against our glorious people to not call us all heroes on the field of battle. Hear this old soldier out and decide after if your judgment is as strong as you think.

We were half way through the first contact war with humanity when we stumbled upon their core world of Reservoir. It was a backwater colony planet that had just transitioned from a colony into a functioning world of their empire when our fleets darkened their skies.

By that time I had been in several intense battles with the humans, but this was the first time we were attacking a well-established metropolitan world of theirs. At best our early skirmishes had been in space or along resource worlds that had their mining operations established.

The orbital battle was over quickly. The human planet had no orbital defense platforms and only a small fleet was present which was quickly swept aside. No sooner had the last of the human ships been destroyed in low orbit above the world did the ground invasion begin.

I remember watching as the first and second wave of our infantry forces detached from the troop carriers and began their descent below the cloud cover. My war host was in the third wave so while we waited for deployment we watched the video feeds of the first and second.

It was not a smooth landing.

The moment they broke the cloud cover they were met with withering barrages of anti-aircraft fire from emplaced redoubts and mobile vehicles. Scores of dropships were violently ripped apart or had their engines damaged and spiraled out to the surface below. I can remember hearing troops in the latter calling out for help right up until the moment they impacted the ground and the feed went silent.

It is not easy to listen to your comrade’s die….. I can still hear them sometimes in my dreams. Even now after all these years I can close my eyes and listen to their tortured souls calling out to us again and again……

……….

Apologies; I got a bit side tracked there.

Eventually the second wave was able to carve out safe landing zones and signaled the third wave to deploy.

We launched with vengeance in our hearts and fire in our bellies. Our one purpose now to avenge our fallen friends and shatter whatever human fools had slayed them.

The humans for their part did not make our task easy. Over the span of several weeks we had to grind their resistance down meter by bloody meter, losing thousands of warriors with the capture of each one of their cities. Yet our resolve was unwavering and though our losses mounted the day finally came when I found myself standing outside the final human bastion of their world.

Even when cornered like vermin the humans refused to surrender. We shelled their city for days, reducing their towers of stone and metal to rubble and yet they only burrowed deeper and became that much harder to dislodge. Vehicles that went into the city were beset on all sides by craven hit and run attacks, while our scouts were ambushed and cut down by well concealed snipers. This went on for several days until our commander had finally had enough.

When the order finally came to storm the city a great war cry was let out from our warriors and we poured into the city. I wish I could say there was some battle plan or larger strategic picture we were following, but the reality was we were storming one building at a time before advancing to the next.

That is where I found my worthy foe.

Within the heart of sector G17 there were reports of a lone human soldier causing untold damage to our attack. I ignored the reports at first, but as the day progressed the reports continued to come in only far worse. Now they said the human soldier had slain a hundred warriors and still stood their ground. By the end of my fourth block cleared I was hearing that an entire cohort had been wiped out and now warriors were avoiding the area.

At this notion of fear spreading through the ranks of my brothers I was filled with a seething rage and made my way to sector G17 to confront this human champion myself. It was not hard to find them, as the trail of bodies led straight to them. As I followed the trail I realized that the reports had not exaggerated the casualty list; if anything they had underestimated the dead.

Standing at the entrance to a metal bunker of some sort stood the foe I sought. They wore power armor standard to their people but damaged in several places. The paint had long since been scorched away by ricochets, their once proud cloak torn in a dozen places and hanging limply from their waist; yet their rifle was still firmly clutched in their hands so tightly I wondered if even the gods themselves could pry it from their grasp.

While I approached the warrior I saw three of my fellow soldiers come forward and try to slay the human first. The first went down with deep hole in their chest where the human’s plasma shot had carved through them. The second warrior used this opportunity to close the distance with the human but with a swift backhand from the power gauntlet their neck was snapped and they collapsed to the ground. The third soldier made it close enough to land a blow against the human, adding to the collection of gashes already dotting the armor. Their combat blade dug deep between the leg joints and the human let out a cry of pain. The third soldier twisted the knife inside the joint, reveling in the victory to come. I watched as the human let their weapon fall from their hands and clasped the third warrior’s head between their mighty gauntlets. In a grueling and morbid motion the human crushed the third warrior’s skull like a grape and let the broken body fall to the ground.

The human stood motionless after the melee, which to my surprise had taken less than a minute to complete. They made to pick up their fallen weapon as they finally registered my presence but the blade wound had done more damage than they expected causing them to tumble to the ground in a loud bang.

I watched for a moment as they crawled towards it in an attempt to bring it to bear before I casually kicked it out of their reach. It was then that more of my warrior brethren began to flood into the area and saw me standing over the human that had done such horrendous damage to our forces. One by one they began chanting my name as if I had been the one to bring the foul beast low and called for me to end their life once and for all; but all I could focus on was the human before me.

Through their visor I saw the face of the human looking up at me. A thin red stream of blood ran from the corner of their mouth with specs of blood dotting the inside of the helmet from where they had coughed it. Their eyes…….even though their body was broken and defeated their eyes never once showed a hint of remorse or pleading as they fixed me with a death glare. If it was possible I half imagine they were trying to kill me with their stare right there and then before I emptied my clip into their chest cavity.

I just stood there with my finger held down on the trigger as round after round of plasma energy burned into them while the surrounding soldiers cheered. The human died half way through the clip but I kept my fingers firmly on the trigger until every shot was emptied.

As you know after that I was given the title “Hero of Reservoir” for I had seemingly killed the human butcher all by myself. There were of course the video feeds from the warriors helmets that came before me that contradicted that sentiment but central command quickly quashed that notion; erasing or restricting what footage there was while fabricating their own that made me out to be the ‘Hero” after all. With the substantial losses they had taken claiming the planet they needed someone they could hoist up and show the homeworld to as a sign of admiration and prowess in our war against the humans.

Like I said before I never cared for the name. Not because it was based on a lie, but from what I discovered when I went to investigate the bunker the human soldier had been so ferociously defending.

It took several explosive charges to pop off the hinges but with a loud thunderous boom the door finally gave way and I led a war party inside. We had expected some sort of redoubt or military bunker and went in with our weapons firing on anything that moved; which was fortunate as the door led into a series of tunnels dotting the city filled with humans.

My fellow warriors were lost to the blood lust and carved their way through the humans as if they were made of paper while I stopped and examined the nearest fallen human.

They were a frail thing, not half the size of a normal human adult. I believe they were called “children” by their cultural standards and were designated as the youth of the species. The child lay huddled in a corner they had attempted to hide in when the breaching charges had gone off but were caught by the explosion nonetheless and died.

As I gently pulled on them to turn them around I saw that the child had been holding something tightly against their chest. When I saw what it was I recoiled and nearly fell over another dead human from my realization.

The child had been clutching a stuffed toy animal, not a side arm as his fellow warriors had believed.

With a grim realization I came to the conclusion that this was not a military bunker or the last vestiges of the human military lurking within the walls of these tunnels. They were human civilians who had been led into the depths of their city in the hopes they could survive the coming battle.

I tried to call off the attack into the lower levels but by then our warriors were lost to the haze of battle. By the end some three hundred human civilians were massacred in that bunker; their bodies sealed within a rocky tomb when we detonated charges to collapse the bunker complex.

That is why I hate being called a hero for that awful battle. I am a pretender, a charlatan, a fraud; held up to justify the deaths on both sides as if a statue of me will someone make us forget what we had done.

The real hero of reservoir died by my hand, giving their life to defend the defenseless.

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Ta-Da! List: Saturday, April 20th

I share my “Ta-Da! List” every day so everyone gets a daily update and I have a reminder of what I’ve accomplished.

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- O&T: Opinions & Truth Blog - WGS: The Weekend Game Show - ASO: Artist Shout-Out - IG: Instagram - TDL: Ta-Da! List - BMAC: Buy Me a Coffee

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✧ throughout the day: - kept emails manageable - loaded the dishwasher ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ✧ on the bedroom setup: - O&T: shared today’s TDL ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ✧ on the office setup: - WGS: gave a human artist, Harley Howl, a shout-out by sharing it on O&T, Tumblr, and other social media; prepared the ASO for tomorrow, Apr. 21st - O&T: changed the published dates of “The Dangers of AI ‘Art’” and “If you are… don’t come in.” so they are higher up the Home Page - TBR Stack: upon its completion, removed “Sensory: Life on the Spectrum: An Autistic Comics Anthology” from the O&T, Medium, and Tumblr posts, then changed the O&T and Tumblr posts’ date published to today - Branding: in Canva, made updates to the “TBR Stack” WordPress Feature Image and IG Templates - COTM: updated the O&T page, and the BMAC and WGS Ko-fi posts - WGS Ko-fi: shared the three most recent Twitch VODs ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ✧ on the mobile phone: - IG: shared a post showing the finished book and the updated TBR stack ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ✧ chores and miscellaneous: - Movies: “watched” “Sin City” repeatedly - Food: had coffee and salad for breakfast; had leftover steak and spring vegetable stir-fry for lunch; went to family dinner - Chores: started, then unloaded the dishwasher; checked the mail - YouTube: watched Upper Echelon’s video “Googles Idiotic War on Adblock”; Patrick (H) Willems’ video “Jaws: What If The Mechanical Shark Never Broke Down?”; Prophet of Zod’s video “How Christianity Attacks the Idea of Truth | A Response to My Old Pastor”; Jessie Gender’s video “How Anti-Trans Hate Fuels Fascist Ideals”; Sydney Watson’s video “Stop ruining your face”; gabi belle’s videos “How Dropshipping Ruined Online Shopping” and “Everything Wrong With Airbnb”

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