Prankster Comet chaos
Uh. Hi.
My name is Ricardo Experiencia
Unfortunately my son is unable to write here at the moment as he's currently dealing with something called a "Prankster Coment"
I'm not sure what that is.
But I this explanation online
"a prankster comet affects a person or location by altering them in some way."
I first noticed this when I went to the portal.
For some reason a toad was speaking backwards. Then one of those crocodile looking guys was on a street corner juggling fireballs. But then he was on fire for everywhere but his hands when a fireball landed on him.
Apparently one of those prankster comets landed here.
I thought this was some normal occurrence here.
I was at the castle garden to watch Garth do his training thing. For some reason Mario was running past me.
I tried asking him where was Garth. That was until another, purple Mario came by, and another and another.
Mario was being chased by these purple copycats.
Mario said. Sorry Ricardo. I'm a bit busy with the comet and can't stop running otherwise these guys will knock me out.
I decided to go wait for Garth since training was probably canceled. But he'd still probably want to come.
I was waiting in there living room.
It was really spacious.
For some reason there was a toad called toadsworth in a skateboarder get up.
I assumed it also affected by the comet.
But no.
The princess (who looks like she was a cake topper) explain that he was just probably going through a Mid life crisis. The last time that he got affected by a prankster comet, he just got red eyes.
Then a talking squid said that hm saying that something similar happened 4 years ago.
I decided to just go wait in the lobby with the two-dimensional receptionist.
Garth had finally come for his training.
But rather than being as usual talkative self.
He couldn't really see anything. Or emote for that matter
Or really even communicate.
Maybe It had something to do with the black bars over his eyes and mouth.
He also really couldn't write or type anything.
Anything he wrote was just kind of like these weird boxes.
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They look like these weird brackets.
There's actually just something that Garth texted me earlier in the day.
Mario then came by and shouted "oh no not you too Garth."
Mario couldn't stand still which was a bit nauseating to be honest. But for some reason I.
Well
I could not use the restroom.
Then again, what else is new.
The comet was affecting everyone.
Even humans but I thought we were immune to stuff like this.
One of the people there mentioned that it was a reality warping thing rather than fantasy or magic or whatever.
Mario decided to just give Garth a quick lecture or something on this and canceled training.
Me and him decided to just take chillax for the rest of the day.
We ended up going to see "The Blast and the Blurriest" movie. Then we went out to eat which was... Is disturbing the right word. My son has sensor bars thing on his face so that was kind of freaky.
After we ate. We kind of talked for a while.
I just spoke some stuff about how I'm kind of proud of him. He's growing up and changing.
Even if I couldn't see his face I think he really liked it.
I do have one question though. How come I wasn't affected.
Anyways I got to go.
Garth mite probably edit this. He wanted me to write for the post today for his blog thing.
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Garth tried typing this
Before I posted. But I don't know what it means.
Bye
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Haunted Clone Week
Written for the Day 1 prompt: Dark between the Stars
@clonefandomevents
AO3 version here
Ponds is left abandoned in space after he is shot but that doesn't mean he's dead.
Ponds wasn’t dead. He should have been seeing as he had been shot in his head and then spaced. But somehow he wasn’t dead. The pain had been intense but then the cold had numbed it until it faded away. The burning of lungs without oxygen had done the same. He knew, logically, that without a pressurized suit he should have imploded or something but instead he just… drifted. Between specs of light he knew were lightyears away. He only felt cold and numb and… empty.
He had so much he had wanted to do still. He had a letter in his bunk that was unaddressed that still needed to be left on a certain other Commander’s desk. He had a little blue and white stuffed tooka doll that had carefully sewn jaig eyes on its forehead he had wanted to give to Rex. He had a tin of specialty caff he had forgotten to tell his General about that was supposedly both tasty and good for helping headaches. So much was left behind and all he could do was think about how now he’ll never get the chance.
It could have been minutes or days or years as Ponds drifted through space with his path fueled only by the momentum caused by being forcefully ejected from the ship and the gravitational pull of the nearest stars. He wondered if this was what death was. Was it your consciousness existing in your body even when all life in it was gone? Would he be trapped like this for the millions of years it took for his body to eventually get dragged into a star until he burnt away? Would he keep existing even then? Were stars filled with the souls of all they had devoured all watching without any way to cry out or be seen?
Another lifetime or just a few more minutes passed. The darkness around him seemed to cradle him like he was in some sort of dark water. It reminded him of being in a bacta tank and then it dug deeper and brought back memories he didn’t know he had of being in a tube floating in a warm thick fluid. It made him think of the first time he swam in one of the many irrigation channels on Kamino that caught rain water and funneled it into basins where the water could be purified into something drinkable for humanoid species. He had always loved the water. Cody had suggested they call him fish or frog but it had been Fox that came up with the name he kept. Ponds. It had been a joke. Something about how he was always calm when the rest of them weren’t and his love of water and something about mud had been brought up but he had liked it. He wanted to be a place his brothers felt at peace and safe. He liked the idea of being a little messy but full of life and surprises. Not as mucky as a swamp, not as grand as a lake. Just a little pond.
He missed his family. He missed Wolffe’s gruff love and Cody’s warm hugs and Fox’s sharp wit. He missed Bly running his fingers through his hair when he would rest his head on his brother’s thigh while Bly was working on a training module. How long has it been? Did they remember him? Did they cry over him dying? Bly definitely would have cried. Wolffe likely would have needed to punch something until all the feelings went away. Bly didn’t know how Cody would have reacted to the news. At this point so many of them had died, was Cody already numb to losing their brothers? Fox probably was. He had already told them how hard it was on triple zero and how fast they went through troops because the senators wanted them decommissioned any time they messed up. They all supported him the best they could but it was hard being so far away.
The darkness was growing. Ponds had been staring at the same little speck of light now for ages and it was getting dimmer. There was nothing else to do by this point. He had given up on trying to figure out why he was aware and he had gotten bored of hypotheticals on how his brothers were reacting to things. He had been trying to figure out where he was based on what he could see and what he had known about where they had been headed. He was pretty sure the light he was looking at was near Coruscant or in that same direction… maybe. It was hard to tell. He really was just in empty space. No planets close enough to make out. No stars close enough to be more than a distant dot. He started doing calculations on how long it would take for light from Coruscant to reach where he thought he might be on a galactic map and then subtracting that from the timeline he knew from galactic history to try to figure out when the light he was seeing might have been from.
Cody had always said he was a nerd. He liked math and equations and filling out data forms. He liked puzzles that could be solved and hard facts that added up nicely. He was proud of his scores in astrophysics. If his numbers were right then he was looking at Coruscant back before the cities were even first built. It would still have oceans at this point. If he could zoom in his eyes to see it in detail instead of just a white flickering dot, he might even be able to see land there. He remembered learning that the Taung had lived there first… those who would create the Mandalorians… would they still have been the primary species? It might have been from even before them.
A ship suddenly stopped near Ponds from hyperspace and he felt a tractor beam start tugging his body toward a cargo hatch. His mind had stopped processing things ages ago so he couldn’t remember if he knew this ship or not. It felt familiar.
“I have retrieved the body. The boy didn’t lie about the coordinates. It’s covered in… some sort of inky stuff but I’ll clean it before we arrive back at the temple so it can receive a proper funeral.” A familiar voice said as Ponds’ body was dumped on the floor of the hold. Ponds felt the pain returning and groaned, his body starting to spasm causing the being that dragged him from space to jump back in fear.
Ponds slowly came back to his mind. He was wrapped in cold but it was comfortable. He slowly moved his fingers and relaxed as they moved as he willed them despite now being the same empty black color as the space he had been left in.
“You’re supposed to be dead! How are you alive?!” A voice filled with terror said and he looked at them with eyes filled with starlight as their blaster shook from where it was pointed at him.
“I am dead.” He muttered and ignored it as the being shot him twice when he finally stepped forward. He took the blaster and snapped it in half with his hands like it was nothing but a twig.
He didn’t know what he was now but it wasn’t living and that meant he couldn’t die. Which was good because he had things to do.
“I already got shot, I’d like to not be shot anymore. Can you take me to my General Mace Windu?” He asked and grinned when the spacer nodded and ran for the cockpit.
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Don't suppose you have seen the new infinity watch announcement. If so, any thoughts?
Looks bad!!!!! I really don't like how they're using the Infinity Watch name recently, imo I don't think the team should exist at all if Adam isn't in charge or at least involved somehow but Marvel seems very committed to separating him from the Soul Gem for some stupid reason......... Either way I'm extremely tired of Thanos going after the gems again when he was literally a part of the original Infinity Watch because Adam knew he wouldn't do that. This is supposed to continue from Cantwell's godawful Thanos run which completely missed the mark on Thanos and Mistress Death's relationship I justttt 🙄 you could definitely do a story about Thanos relapsing and/or working against Death that's well written and actually takes Starlin's decades long character arc into account but that's not what's happening here because Marvel dgaf. Also calling the gems "stones" in the comics now too is so disgusting I hate it.
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