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cookiezcleard · 2 years
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code lyoko site, date unknown. even the archiver who posted this seemed not to know much about it. you can drag the little tab things around, but only one can be open at a time so there’s little point beyond ‘oooh its like a computer’
i wonder what the game and forum were--those tabs dont work anymore for obvious reasons
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garne--tt · 3 years
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x japan iceberg explained;
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before i start, i probably didnt explain something right and if u want to correct me or add something, feel free and even dm me about it! + i will add trigger warnings for possible triggering content in this post
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formed in 1982 - x was formed in 1982 after toshis and yoshikis previous band disbanded
X --> X JAPAN - they changed their name from X to X JAPAN in 1992 in order to distinguish themselves from the american punk rock band X 
Saw IV - a horror movie from 2007, x japan did a theme song I.V. for the movie, it was their first song released since 1998
new album - an new x japan album that was supposed to be released lots of times over the 10+years but still (to this day) wasnt released
coachella 2018 - x japan performed at coachella 2018, many fans are saying how the sound was bad (usually blaming it on the sound production team?? or whatever its called) and apparently sugizo and yoshiki were seen arguing with the sound production team
we are x - a 2016 documentary about x japan (or rather yoshiki, because apparently it was mainly focusing on him)
psychidelic violence crime of visual shock - a slogan, mainly seen on the blue blood album cover, the term visual kei was derived from the slogan yoshiki, toshi, hide, pata, taiji - the most known lineup, from 1987 to 1992
2. tw// suicide mention
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violet uk - one of unfinished yoshikis projects, started in 2002, didnt even debut but was supposed to in 2012
V2 - unit of yoshiki and tetsuya komuro, was active in 1992, they released one single and did one concert
ra:in - patas band, active since 2002, members are - pata, michiaki, die (also former member of spread beaver), ryu
noise/dynamite - toshis and yoshikis first band, formed in 1977 as dynamite, then they changed the name to noise, noise disbanded in 1982
s.k.i.n. - superband (group) of yoshiki, gackt, miyavi and sugizo, their only activity was in 2007 and it was live, they announced more activities but they were stopped
xfreaks - an international xjapan fan forum created in 2006
dope headz - band that had heath and pata as members, active from 2000 to 2003
hide with spread beaver - hides live band, other members were kiyoshi, k.a.z, hiroshi watanabe, satoshi miyawaki, d.i.e, i.n.a
zilch - supergroup formed by hide in 1996, other members were ray mcveigh,paul raven, joey castillo and i.n.a
lynx - one of heaths band, active from 2004-?, the vocalist for this band was issay from der zibet
yokosuka saver tiger - hides former band, he was member from 1981 to 1986 sugizo - luna sea guitarist, he joined x japan in 2008
hides death - hide committed suicide in 1998 (he hanged himself) update: this is what authorities said and what is official
3. tw// suicide
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taijis death - in 2011 taiji was flying from japan to saipan, on the flight he got into fight with his manager (or flight attendant?), he was arrested after they landed in saipan and then he hanged himself with bedsheet in his cell
x japan translations - an site that had xjapan translations (like toshis book etc...), the site was active and up until 2018
taijis departure from X - taiji left X in 1992, but we dont know the exact reason why he left
toshi was in cult - toshi was member of cult known as home of heart from the late 90s (1998?)
1997 - the year x japan disbanded
yoshiki and queen elizabeth incident - in 2019 during royal windsor cup yoshikis scarf accidentally landed on queen elizabeth
yoshiki knows everyone - (not everyone ofc) but he met a lot of celebrities, politicians (barrack obama, johnny depp, prince phillip, bts etc,,)
art of life - a 29 minute song released released in 1993, it was was recorded only in english, the theme of the song are yoshikis suicidal tendencies, art of life was meant to be released in the jealousy album (1991)
yoshikis father - yoshikis father committed suicide when yoshiki was 10 years old
taijis cut off joint on finger - taiji when he was kid, showed his hand into a factory machine (his family owned factory) and cut off his first joint on his finger
yoshikis health problems - yoshiki has tons of health problem since he was child (asthma, he was always sick and spent most of the time in hospitals etc,,) and suffers from many of health problems even now
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toshis healing music - toshis music he made during the home of heart era
kaori moritani & masaya - kaori moritani is toshis ex wife, they met in around 1993 when they played in rock opera hamlet, they got married in 1997 and divorced in 2010, she introduced him to masaya (and got him, or rather manipulated him, into home of heart) 
masaya -  real name tōru kurabuchi - musician and leader of home of heart
-more about home of heart and the whole situation here: https://bloodydesertrose.tumblr.com/post/96662764536/support-toshi-dont-buy-or-listen-to-any-of-his-songs
debut in usa - x japan was supposed to debut in usa in the 90s (and even changed their name because of it, x-->xjapan)
extasy record - label formed by yoshiki in 1986, the first release under extasy records was x orgasm ep, the label had bands like xjapan, luna sea, glay, zi:kill tokyo yankees and more
yoshiki paid for taijis new teeth - after hides funeral yoshiki noticed that taijis some teeth were missing or chipped, so he handed him around 2 million yen (around 18 497 usd) to get his teeth fixed
l.o.x. - punk rock supergroup, yoshiki was drummer in this band, they also used to be named masami & l.o.x (masami was their vocalist), masami collapsed and fell into coma in 1989 and died in 1992 due to pneumonia in coma, l.o.x released one album with different vocalist (one of them which was toshi and yoshiki went by the alias shiratori rei here on the album) in 1990, l.o.x. released one song in 2002 in memory of masami
standing sex promotional shot & single cover - the promotional shot & single cover basically shows yoshiki nude (with his intimate parts covered of course + this wasnt the only time yoshiki has done something like this) 
rose & blood -indies of x- - an unofficial album with demos and unreleased x songs
unreleased & old songs - there are a lot unreleased songs + unreleased old songs or just old songs that dont get played anymore
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rosenfeld - crows in black - blue blood has similar guitar riff (i dont know how to say it) to this song (crows in black / b was firstly recorded on demo in 1986)
former members - x japan has big amount of former members - 11 former members (excluding taiji and hide from this)
terry - a former member of x, he was one of the original members (being a member from 1982 to 1985), terry died in 2002 in car accident
yoshiki got sued by hides brother - yoshiki got sued by headwax (hides company which hides brother owns) for using hides photos, apparently they had a contract but it expired and yoshiki still used hides photos even though the contract expired
x japan condoms - they were released in 1993 with the intent to help increase awareness and prevent the spread of AIDS. the reason why they probably did this is that toshis fan died at the age of 19 due to AIDS (toshi even dedicated a song to him - passion of love and became a active member and sponsor of association of struggle against AIDS)
heath cow story - when heath joined xjapan they celebrated it by drinking and then driving 2 hours to cow farm, then they drove to aquarium but it was already closed
heath leaving x japan - in 2009 there was a rumor that heath would leave x japan, apparently this was caused due to heaths contract problems (?) dementia - taijis former band, he was member from 1984 to 1985 and went under the name ray
pata was roadie for x - before joining x in 1987, he was roadie for x (or the member hally) around the time in 1986 (1985?)
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pink spider was a suicide note - this one is a rumor/theory that is circulating around, fans analysed the lyrics and came to conclusion that its suicide note
x stayed at different hotels than other bands - when x was on tour with other bands they were staying at different hotels than other bands, because one time (on tour with other bands and in hotel) hide got into drunk fight with juichi morishige (lead vocalist of ziggy) and sprayed the entire hotel lounge with fire extinguisher
taiji was homeless - taiji was homeless for around 2 years (1996-1998), due to financial issues + he got divorced at this time
heaths myspace account - there was heath myspace account, but it wasnt him, it was someone pretending to be him
weekend pv theory - (i dont know if i should have put this here to be honest) a theory that x members chose what their death would be in weekend pv (yoshiki - suicide, hide - suicide in drunken rage??, taiji - murder, pata - alcohol poisoning, toshi doesnt die in the pv)
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hide vocaloid - hides unreleased song co gal got finished via vocaloid (using his voice samples from various songs of his)
yoshiki lead singer - before toshi was chosen to be the lead vocalist for x, yoshiki was the vocalist (there is also a recording of stab me in the back with mostly yoshiki on vocals!)
hide and marilyn manson meet up story - im gonna just attach a screenshot of the story
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taiji was murdered - taiji committed suicide in 2011 in his cell on saipan, but there are some things that point to the possibility that he was murdered (his manager insisted on cremating his body and got cremated without autopsy, money got transfered on his account, information missing from the internet?? etc,,) 
juns tape - demo tape recorded in 1986 by at the time X guitarist jun, tape contains instrumental recordings of unreleased songs right now, only way, tune up and one unnamed song.
ill kill you single cover - cover of 1985 X single ill kill you, it contains photos of victims of the vietnam war
feel me tonight - demo tape from 1985/1986, it contains songs feel me tonight and stab me in the back (all of them are under one minute here) sung by their at the time guitarist hally (apparently there aslo should be yoshiki version of it, but i dont know how much we can trust metal archives)
8. tw// eating disorder mention
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yoshiki hired someone to kill taiji - this one is a rumor!!!, yoshiki was supposed to get/hire yakuza to kill taiji hide had an eating disorder - this one is unconfirmed!!! hide  suffered from bulimia (yoshiki walked on him purging - and this story was also apparently told by yoshiki???)
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onceabluemoonwrites · 5 years
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Title: A Funeral Shroud of Tulle Author: OnceABlueMoon Rating: T Pairing: Kozato Enma & Suzuki Adelheid
Tags/Warnings: The Simon Massacre, trauma
Summary:   The thing people rarely remember about Enma was that his sister had been his twin. In which the Simon children raise themselves after the massacre, do a lot of damage to each other, and love each other anyway.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Katekyo Hitman Reborn.
Written for the @khrrarepairweek   Vday Mini-Event 2019, for February the 13th, with the prompt ‘‘Backup Twin’‘
Kozato Chinatsu considered herself to be a very lucky woman, and it had a lot to do with her children. Since the minute they’d been born, she hadn’t stopped smiling, every day a ray of light. The twins were her treasure, with the island as a grand treasure chest. It was paradise.
She counted herself a very lucky lady, and the day she died she found out why.
Because her luck would run out before her time.
(She died trying to block the door to her son’s bedroom).
Entering the main house was hard- Adel had waited for nightfall before even attempting to leave her hiding place. She’d waited until the screams died down. She’d waited hours upon hours for someone to get her, but nobody came and she needed to confirm it was not because there was nobody left. She refused to believe that. She could not allow herself to believe that.
That did not make it easier to leave her hiding place. The fear of encountering the slaughterer of her people was ever present in her shaking body, but she strode forward. She could not stand still- if she stood still, she would die before their killer would even reach her. She would perish, falling to her knees, dying slowly of grief, and she could not stand still, could not let that happen.
She needed to find survivors. Having someone else to care for should distract her enough.
So. The main house.
She did not know what had been harder- walking past their corpses, or listening to their screams while being unable to do a thing about it, hiding in a closet, in the dark, praying to God nobody would find her.
She averted her eyes from Kozato-san when she came to Enma’s bedroom- it was okay. It was alright. Kozato-san might be dead, but surely, surely she’d have protected Enma. Kozato Chinatsu had loved the fiercest out of every person Adel knew, and her cold corpse could not mean anything, because death would not stop a love as fierce as that.
Adel had to believe that.
(Adel was lying through her teeth)
The corpse was small, the corpse was redheaded, and it still clutched the twin’s stuffed rabbit to its chest, even in death. The soft, worn white fabric was drenched in rusty red- blood beginning to dry.
Adel’s heart stopped.
Of course, she found out it was Mami later, but at the time she couldn’t bring herself to look at the mutilated body of her best friend. All she could think when she saw him, alive and well, was "Thank god it was Mami." It was ugly but true. She’d been so grateful he was alive. Perhaps that was were the difference in attitude after the massacre came from- whereas Adel thought "Thank god it was Mami,", Enma thought "Why was it Mami? Why not me?" And drowned in his own apparent uselessness, rid of his precious twin.
(The beginning of the end)
Adel was ten and she had no idea what to do, but she did know they had to leave the island. They didn't have the manpower to bury the corpses of their family, and even if they did, she was pretty sure they wouldn't have been able to take doing it anyway. They had to leave the island, the corpses unburied, trauma rampant.
Julie was the one who stopped them from going immediately. He was eleven, the eldest, and even though he never had a leading bone in his body, he knew about stuff. Like the fact that if they went out there, they'd be put in the system.
“We won't last a day out there- seven kids living alone will be noticed. On the other hand... Seven kids and a slightly absentee guardian? It'll attract attention, but it could work.”
Adel sized him up. “...Who are you going to impersonate?”
Julie grimaced. “The person with the most money on the island. Kozato Makoto.”
Enma, to say the least, did not take it well.
Seeing his dead father’s face was far from Enma’s biggest problems, though it was a painful one. Honestly, most of the time he couldn’t look in the mirror. Mami’s face was staring back at him. He saw her grow up there, along with him, until his jaw was wide, his shoulders broad, and stubble encroached on his cheeks. Then he couldn’t pretend it was her anymore.
(It broke him a little)
Sometimes, it was like Enma had died instead of Mami. At first, it was subtle. Enma’s countenance became fiercer, more like the leader he’d never really been to them. Adel thought it was a result of the slaughter of their family- but soon it became clear it was not.
Not at all, really. Because Enma’s hair was growing out. First past his chin. Then his shoulders. Then his waist. Long, red hair, tumbling down his back, wavy curls framing his face. This was the second sign.
The third, however, was unmistakable. The long skirts, the dresses. The plastic cherries on the elastics he used to do his hair. They’d been Mami’s favourite when she was still alive.
That was what did it. The realization struck her like a lightning bolt, leaving charred skin, burned hair and the stench of ozone behind.
The fierce attitude, the hair, the clothing, the way he talked to them even. Everything was modelled after his sister. It was like Kozato Enma had disappeared into the mists of time, obscured under the ghost of his sister. Adel felt like throwing up.
She didn’t know what to do.
(She never did)
Life went on. They went to school. They ate. They survived. And slowly, very slowly, they healed. Enma did not stop pretending to be Mami, and while uncomfortable with it, nobody spoke up about it. Not until it got worse.
Enma was approaching thirteen now and hitting his first growth spurt. He shot up in height, his jaw was widening, becoming squarer, and his shoulders were becoming broader. The dresses could not hide it. He bought frillier ones anyway.
It was when she saw plastic surgery sites in his internet history that Adel snapped.
"Enma, Mami's the dead one. She was buried. Not you. Not you!" Adel picked up the scissors and grabbed his hair harshly- long strands of blood red hair falling to the ground as if shedding the hair would make Mami's funeral shroud fall off Enma's shoulders. Enma's shaking, and Adel had no idea what she was doing- for all she might know she just caused even more trauma- but... Adel has had no idea what she had been doing since she was ten and fished her friend from the ashes left of their village. Since she took them from among the corpses. So she says the only thing that kept her going at that time: "Even if you feel like you're being buried alive, rescue the others from the same fate before you let them suffocate you forever." He listened. It was like Mami died all over again, and all that was left is a crying boy in a frilly pink skirt, red hair choppy, unevenly cut. Short. It was hard, but it was a beginning. It was grieving Mami all over again, it was Enma figuring out how to be Enma instead of Mami. It was a lot of things. Enma was not the leader Mami-Enma was, but Adel believed in him. He would make it. (Enma never grew his hair out again).
The Enma before Tsuna wore black hoodies and jeans. The Enma before Tsuna was bullied terribly. The Enma before Tsuna was so filled with grief and rage, every single thing brought up to the surface again. The Enma before Tsuna attacked.
The Enma with Tsuna was still sad. He still got bullied. He still didn’t know who he was, but by now he’s realized that would probably be something he’ll chase after his whole life. The task of a lifetime, finding out who one is. But the Enma with Tsuna also has friends; People not as easily dragged into the rage and the desperation and the grit of their nightmares. He is less angry, happier, and he wears flowy lavender blouses that make him soft and sweet but do not hide his broad shoulders in any way. His hair is short, the memory of being Mami-Enma forever haunting him, as if growing his hair out again would tempt him into falling back into old bad habits.
The Enma with Tsuna made Adel question herself a lot. Both the actions she had taken in the years before, as well that one disastrous conversation that may have helped him for the better, but had most likely damaged him terribly as well. There are misunderstandings to be cleared up, and Adel won’t let corpses lie unburied (and believe her, she has buried far too many).
The Enma with Tsuna is the one Adel goes to talk to.
‘'...You know I wouldn’t mind if you wanted to be a girl, right? It’s just being Mami that I had a problem with. Because you’re Enma. You’re Enma and I love you for you, however you want to be.’'
Enma looked up, hands caressing the grass they were seated upon softly, and the expression on his face so gentle, so sweet, that Adel could not help but hold her heart, breathless. ‘'I don’t think I’m a girl, Adel. I don’t really think I’m a boy either. I’m just... Enma.’'
A smile crept up on Adel’s face as she took his hand, laying back into the grass and enjoying the warm afternoon sun. ‘'That’s enough, Enma. That’s more than enough.’'
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-gently kicks thru the door- how did i only now find ur blog hot dang. hey if ur still doing requests or prompts.. consider... a thing where jack takes care of rhys. just like in whatever way u might want to take that. im thinking like rhys is sick and is 2 pitiful to take care of himself but u can totally... smut that up to ur own tastes should u so desire. yes the first time i interact w/ u its to ask for smut and no this is not out of character for me sdjgskhhffh im so srry
It’s a big internet out there and this blog is only 3 years old…. it happens heheheh xD And you caught me in an excellent mood SO:
This labeled as Assistance. Also on my ao3 here :) My masterlist archive of bullshit i write can be found linked at the top of the blog or here.
Rhys was frustrated.
Not just because he’d tripped over his own damn feet bringing Jack his morning coffee, nor from the resultant fracture to his left hand that the doctors told him to absolutely not use for the remaining two weeks as it healed nicely, and not even from the fact that his right hand needed recalibration after the embarrassing face-plant in front of the CEO’s desk.
No, he was frustrated because Jack– for all his teasing and braying laughter- was actually being nice about Rhys’ clumsy fall, had shunted off the majority of hand-intensive work to his secretary, and was being extra considerate and handsy with him in the office in ways that set Rhys’ heart beating faster.
In the very sense of the word, Rhys was getting desperate, and desperation lead to… creativity.
His cybernetic arm was a mechanical wonder of technology, yes, but even without the calibration it so sorely needed, it wasn’t quite the same– or welcoming- as his flesh hand.
He’d considered asking Jack to recalibrate it for him- more than a few times- but the idea of letting his boss into his subsystems and opening up his hardware was…. Well… Jack had a questionable attention span already, and coupled with his brilliant mind, Rhys was worried about what he could possibly put in there. Spyware. Weird voice commands. Or worse, with the connection to his echoeye, he might encounter all the very-specific searches Rhys had done about the man on the echonet.
Not worth it, in his opinion.
His right hand was… usable, yeah, but it wasn’t the same. He wasn’t what he’d call ambidextrous, and the lag in how his fingers worked– imperceptible to others but frustratingly off to him- made even the most enthusiastic jerking-session a lesson in persistence.
He was horny was the thing. Crazy horny. Unable-to-ignore and stressed-out-of-his-mind-and-required-release horny. Release was good, the relief itself a blessing, but he wasn’t satisfied. And the fact that his insanely-attractive boss almost seemed to be touching him more than normal in encouragement, watching him more keenly than usual in case he needed assistance, wasn’t helping matters.
Of course he could have just been being paranoid, and Jack himself was more observant than he was given credit for. But if Rhys didn’t figure out some way to get himself off that wasn’t shamefully sticking it in a sock and fucking between the mattress, then he was probably going to end up short-circuiting something.
And then he’d be out two hands and up one easily-encouraged boner and he could just kiss his professional reputation goodbye.
Not that he didn’t feel he was doing that already.
Jack had given him half days to rest– or more like half-weeks. Rhys spent some days working from the couch in his apartment– or his bed when feeling particularly lazy- and other days spent in the office with the CEO doing not much else than fetching coffee or looking pretty when Jack yelled at people.
He was doing that now, actually, listening to music and working remotely with his echotablet from bed to organize things for Jack’s meeting tomorrow.
Well speak of the devil. A notification popped up on his echoeye; the personal chat Jack had had him install mainly so he could write snarky comments to the younger man during meetings. Though it also proved very useful to quickly communicate since Rhys’ hands weren’t doing what he wanted them to these days.
→J4ckRule5: ive got some shit I need you to personally look through→J4ckRule5: stuff for 2morrow these idiots didnt send in the brief
Crap. What timing.
←Rhy5winz: Do you need me to come in?→J4ckRule5: nah ill drop it by your crappy little apartment after work→J4ckRule5: been meaning to see if that part of helios needs fumigating again :p←Rhy5winz: >>:|←Rhy5winz: Thanks for your kindness and consideration, sir.
There was a pause, and Rhys smirked to himself. Jack was probably laughing at his own jokes, but even more at Rhys’ overly polite response. They were hardly this courteous to one another anymore after working together so long, and his own way of handling his boss made him grin. Jack’s response met his expectations entirely; probably bored with nothing better to do than bug him.
→J4ckRule5: U mad? (:
Rhys smirked.
←Rhy5winz: I don’t know what you mean, sir.←Rhy5winz: Please take care when coming down here.←Rhy5winz: Don’t want any vermin biting our CEO.
Rhys was amused as he waited for Jack to get back to him, the CEO typing for ages it felt, when Rhys realized something.
Shit. He was getting hard over Jack’s playful messages. Really? Over a few innocent texts from his boss about work? Seriously? That’s what was getting him excited nowadays? Jesus he needed to take the edge off ASAP because this wasn’t just embarrassing, but downright insulting. Not to mention what it said about him to be getting all hot over Jack’s denigrating teasing.
Rhys stared at his tented boxer briefs with judgment as Jack’s response was overlaid right over the tip of his dick.
→J4ckRule5: dont get ur panties in a twist there pumpkin ;D
Rhys’ dick twitched at that.
Fuck.
Even as he was disappointed in his cock’s lack of taste in what was erotic, he was already palming himself through his underwear with his metallic hand. Maybe he could make this work.
→J4ckRule5: if u even own panties
Rhys’ brows shot up in interest and a spike of undue alarm at the thought that Jack knew what he was doing went through him– and made his cock harder.
→J4ckRule5: speaking of which:→J4ckRule5: do u own panties? (;
Rhys actually laughed, a husky sound as his cock liked this conversation very much so, and didn’t give much thought as to the appropriateness of the topic.
←Rhy5winz: You can’t bring up a topic and then say ‘speaking of which’, Jack.→J4ckRule5: i just did ;p→J4ckRule5: dont change the subject
Rhys’ chewed on his lips, his breathing deep and hips moving just a little of their own volition against his hand. He freed his cock from its confines and stroked himself, cursing the lag and responsiveness of his hand, but making do.
←Rhy5winz: Wouldn’t you like to know→J4ckRule5: i would ;D→J4ckRule5: answer the question kitten. im really bored here
Rhys allowed his mind to wander, to fantasize over any possible subtext. Bored. Right. The idea that Jack was bored and jerking off in his chair gave him a little thrill. That he was talking to Rhys of all people while possibly doing so made him very excited indeed.
←Rhy5winz: Sorry sir, that is classified information.←Rhy5winz: You don’t have access :p→J4ckRule5: brat→J4ckRule5: and how does one gain access? ;D
Okay, this was some next-level flirting for Jack; playing along and furthering the teasing. And that response was fast. He was either super bored and having a laugh at Rhys’ expense, or he was passing the time by playing a little five-on-one.
Good idea or not, Rhys wasn’t the one writing his responses to the older man so much as his cock was, and all the thoughts of Jack’s hands on him in the office– little innocent but overly familiar touches- was adding to the novelty of the experience.
←Rhy5winz: This is pretty privileged information←Rhy5winz: I don’t know. Maybe you should work harder→J4ckRule5: OH believe me cupcake im the hardest worker on this station
Rhys made a little noise at that, now certain Jack had his dick in hand and taking out his boredom at Rhys’ expense. Well, teasing the CEO back was probably safe at this point, right? He knew Jack appreciated some good word play, and though it was risky, he decided to let the older man know he knew what he was up to. It wasn’t like Jack didn’t make dirty jokes in the office constantly. Turnaround was fair play.
←Rhy5winz: I have no doubt you are ;)←Rhy5winz: Sucks having to take matters into your own hands
Jack was typing for several moments, Rhys’ heart beating and his cock pulsing as he awaited the response. It was shorter than all that typing lead him to expect, making him curious what the older man might’ve sent instead.
→J4ckRule5: ur killin me here cupcake
Rhys snickered at the response, waiting for more, but none came. Huh. Well, that was anticlimactic, though it was useful as he was harder than ever (or as hard as he’d been since the injury) and he quickly forgot about their conversation in lieu of inflating it for masturbation fantasies.
It was going pretty well, actually, and he’d have to thank Jack (in some roundabout way, of course… maybe a cheese and sausage basket to be funny) because he knew it wasn’t going to be a goddamn nightmare trying to get himself off this time. No lubed-up and ruined socks– which was a crime in itself- nor errant twitching of uncalibrated fingers to throw off his delicate movements on his poor neglected cock.
No, rubbing himself against his thighs was actually working pretty nicely, and the smooth metal of his fingers warmed with his body heat actually felt really good. Imagining Jack at his desk imagining Rhys was doing it for him, and rereading their conversation from earlier only added more substance to his fantasy.
So when Jack himself stuck his head around the corner of Rhys’ doorjamb, the younger man thought he was just getting really good at visualizing what he wanted– for approximately a quarter of a second.
Rhys made an impossible sound between a gulp and a squeak– impressive in Jack’s opinion- as he quickly pulled a pillow over himself, face crimson and speechless that Jack was in his apartment, let alone his bedroom.
“Heeeeey cupcake… Whatcha doin’?”
The dirty leer on Jack’s face told Rhys the older man knew exactly what he’d been doing. There was no way out of this, and Jack looked about as pleased as anyone finding someone else jerking their dick possibly could.
“H-How– How did you get in here? Why are you in here?!”
“Was gonna deliver that stuff to you but forgot it halfway after those dirty texts you sent me, kitten. Not to mention, the door locks on this level are ridiculously easy to hack.”
Jack’s grin was predatory, shark-like, and it did funny things to Rhys’ stomach, and furthermore, his cock beneath the pillow.
“This how you’ve been using these work-at-home days? It’s not like I’d stop you if you wanted to do this at the office, kiddo.”
Rhys whined, embarrassed, frustrated, tired, and goddamn horny and just wanting a little relief. His damn cock was still hard beneath the pillow.
It had flagged a little, yeah, but with the object of his fantasy right goddamn there and the way Jack was leering at him, well… Rhys’ cock was a dirty goddamn traitor and he wasn’t getting out of this situation gracefully.
“Cat got your tongue, kitten?”
Jack’s eyes were darting between his face and the pillow, interest and amusement there both but not yet moving closer, and Rhys was so close yet not, and so goddamn fucking frustrated he didn’t even care at this point and rambled quickly to the older man. “…I’ve had a rough week and shit timing and no sleep and I hate this damn cast and being useless and I can’t sleep-” he repeated, “-and nothing is working how it should and I can’t even do my job right and I feel useless here.”
“That it?” Jack asked smugly, still looking expectantly at the pillow.
Rhys knew he was not going to drop the topic, so he internally said fuck it and just blurted out: “…and I’m just really pent up and this isn’t fucking working and if I don’t get off I’m going to strangle someone… with someone else’s hands,” he growled.
A pleased shiver went up Jack’s back as a smirk took his face, and he moved closer as if his personal assistant’s dick wasn’t out and leaking beneath a Hyperion-branded pillow. “Babe, kitten, is that all? If you were horny you could’ve just said so. I’d have been down here ten minutes ago.”
Jack sat down next to him, a hand starting at his thigh and disappearing under the pillow. He heard the way Rhys’ breath hitched, the younger man’s face becoming less red with embarrassment and more pink with arousal, and his whole body very aware of the path Jack’s hand was taking. When it made contact with his shaft, Rhys made a mumbled sort of whimper in his throat, eyes shutting tightly as Jack’s big hand wrapped around his cock and gave him a gentle squeeze. Rhys whined pathetically, and Jack cozied up into his space to whisper smugly into the younger man’s ear.
“Baby,” Jack said, breath hot on Rhys’ skin as he allowed his face to touch Rhys’ own just barely. “I’m always up to get you what you need. Even if all you need is to get off.” He gave him a stroke and Rhys’ hand shot out to grab Jack at the man’s shoulder, bending a little at the waist towards Jack as it felt so damn good and was just what he needed and god he wanted Jack to stroke him.
Jack pressed his lips to Rhys’ neck where the younger man’s flesh was exposed to him, grinning and feeling his own cock rallying in his jeans as he played with Rhys.
The pillow was flung away, and Jack wrapped one arm around Rhys’ waist, the other giving him long, tight strokes that passed over his cockhead every few. It was rougher than Rhys was used to– but he was so on edge and it was so goddamn satisfying and it was Jack doing it to him- and he came relatively quickly with pleased little cries over the older man’s hand.
Jack wiped his hand on Rhys’ sheets before hooking a hand behind his neck and kissing the younger man senseless. It totally blew Rhys’ mind.
Sex was one thing, kissing was another, and Rhys was thrown through so many loops and twists and turns of defied expectations that he threw caution to the wind and wrapped his arms around his boss, the Handsome Jack, and kissed him back for all he was worth.
Jack’s heavy breathing and the way the older man’s kisses turned to nipping bites was already rallying Rhys’ cock for a second time, but he pulled away when Jack broke it, a filthy look of desire on his face that Rhys’ attention was only stolen from by the older man’s tented pants.
“Jack, I-I want to– to– fuck,” he cursed, wanting more than anything to return the favor and get his hands on his boss’s dick like something out of one of his fantasies. Neither of his hands were up to the job and the last thing he wanted to do was have the CEO think he was shit at handjobs, but the way Jack was tenting his own jeans was nothing to tease about. He’d done that to the CEO, and dammit, he really wanted to do something memorable to it.
“Maybe next time, sweet pea,” Jack laughed at Rhys’ words, a big hand on Rhys’ thigh as he bit at the younger man’s neck. “When you’re all healed up and I don’t have a meeting with distribution in an hour. Maybe in my big yellow chair, mm?”
Rhys’ eyes widened as he looked at the older man. Next time? Wait… he wanted to fuck him?
Jesus Antwerp Christ, Rhys must’ve actually fell on his head and not his hand, and he was having a coma-wet-dream right now, because that was right up there in his impossible bucket-list of imaginary jerk-off material.
“In the meantime baby, you don’t need your hands to give a blowjob, right?”
Rhys swallowed and his mouth watered, and at this point he didn’t give a shit about Jack’s smug look that said he knew he was going to get what he wanted, or that insufferable grin that knew how much Rhys wanted to give it to him.
No, the younger man slid off his unmade bed, cock still out at half-mast, to eagerly get between Jack’s knees while the older man chuckled with arousal and undid his belt and fly to remove his cock from his jeans.
It wasn’t the best blowjob he’d ever given, or even in the top five, but the way Jack moaned his name, carded fingers through his messy hair, and talked dirty to him as Rhys sucked him off definitely ranked it among the most memorable of experiences to boot. The strangled curses that left the older man’s lips as he’d come down Rhys’ throat was the best of all, and knowing he was one of the few privileged enough to know the sound of Handsome Jack being thoroughly wrecked was enough to get him through this hellish period until he got full use of his hands back.
“Jesus kiddo, if that’s what you can do without your hands, I can’t wait until you’re all fixed.” He swiped a thumb under Rhys’ swollen lower lip, teasing it over his mouth before applying the barest of pressure. Rhys sucked the digit into his mouth with a pleased hum, and Jack just chuckled, pleased. “Damn buttercup, you were pent up, huh baby?”
Rhys just nodded in agree– would agree to just about anything Jack said right now- and hopped back up on the bed when Jack patted it.
The older man kissed him into the mattress, hand already back on his cock which surprised Rhys enough to make a noise about it, and Jack just laughed until he’d jerked him to full hardness and through another orgasm.
Rhys’ sheets were a ruined mess, and he was more or less feeling the same. His eyes gleamed with satisfaction as Jack tucked his own spent cock back into his pants, redid zip and belt, and told Rhys his work for the day was excellent. It made them both laugh, and Jack moved to leave until he gave one last look at the younger man laying there, the very picture of contentment.
“Forget something?” Rhys asked, voice teasing but dripping with satisfaction.
“Yeah, I did.”
Jack came and bent at the waist to kiss him again, moving to his neck where he sucked and bit at the younger man. It felt good until Rhys yelped, and Jack rose with a laugh, moving Rhys’ hand that had moved to the spot where he’d bit him. There was a pretty decent hickey there. Rhys bruised up nicely.
“What the hell, Jack?”
“Just making sure you don’t forget about me, cupcake.”
Rhys gave him a frown. “We work together.”
“So, so well, sugar pie.” The glare Rhys sent his way had zero effect on the older man. “Okay pumpkin, see you tomorrow, bright and early. Same old same old. Or maybe not so much.”
Rhys snorted. His neck smarted, but he was already excited about work tomorrow, clear this little liaison was going to be continued, and pleased as fucking punch about it. “Lock up after yourself, will you? Don’t want any vermin getting in. There was a big rat in here that just bit the shit out of me.”
“You little brat,” Jack laughed, himself feeling ready for the dullery that was distribution, his own edge without his pretty PA well taken off. “But guess I don’t want anyone else taking a bite of my cheese.” Rhys snorted. “See ya babe.”
Rhys laid in bed for a while after, replaying everything in his head all giddy as hell. Dream come true? Yes please and thank you for seconds if you don’t mind.
He got up later with interest as his doorbell rang, wondering if it was Jack and if the older man had remembered his manners.
A special delivery from one of Helios’ most expensive boutiques was instead waiting for him to sign, the Hyperion-yellow lace of expensive panties inside with a note that said ‘Mystery solved -J.’
Rhys told himself he was going to spite the older man by not wearing them to work tomorrow, but Jack’s pleased laugh of surprise when his face was in Rhys’ lacey-crotch the next day was worth it.
With Jack’s special deliveries and their new work ethic, Rhys found that fracturing his hand wasn’t so bad in retrospect, and for every stormcloud, there was a Hyperion-yellow laced-lining to look forward to.
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A Travel To An Orange Sky V: Morning
Me and... my whispering self (”we need a better name!”) finally arrive home right at the dawn of day and... and...
“Why did we got this home? Oh that one IS an old memory! And it was basically”
THE VIEW
Behind our home we could see a distant yet lovely close countryside, full of farms and fruit trees, all of them obviouslly separated by fences, each separating and showing to us a different world, maybe similar but at the same time SO different from one another... behind all that we could see small brown and green hills that on a cold morning like today felt like a couple of ice cream balls and above those hills? The sun, just now shily coming up after a crazy and weird night inside my head... and something more. The sky? was a lively and bright orange
“Our favorite color”...
... Only because of a drink and cartoons.
We stared at the sun and the start of a new day without saying anything, not a whisper to be heard... thought I felt their presence with me, they were archiving and enjoying this memory inmensly... finally a proper nice thing to remember
“You have plenty of good memories... but you NEED new ones and the routine of your life doesnt always leave you up for them... besides with time some memories get... spoiled...”
I started to remember, dont ask me why, of the time I was in an online relationship with a girl, we were both in highschool, we fooled around and had fun... and one day when I was getting ready for a journey she called me and the only time I heard her talk she said “I love you”, I call her back and said the same... but then after a while we broke up because well... young teens in a recently born internet? Was silly... I think its the only time a girl has told me the love me, romantically at least.
...
“You’re crying now, we’re crying now... sorry... it just came to me! That’s like a curse or some shit, I just bring the memories back, I can’t always choose which I bring”
I wiped the tears away... and smiled
“Huh?”
Then what we need... is better memories for us to move on.
“What’s with the cocky smile? You have a pla... oh... I LIKE IT!”
So do I Worange... so do I.
“Worange? Is that my name now?”
I think? two random favorite things of me blend together
“That doesn’t make much sense”
We never have, have we?
“... shit you’re right”
And so I finally went back home to rest... and plan.
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It’s morning and 7:44 am I dont wanna go to work
“But we want money to buy shit so get moving, no time for breakfast but you can buy something even just a candy, just eat something”
UGH okay okay. Thankfully the train station has a candy cart outside. My morning is the same as any monday, same routine same week, same feeling of wanting saturday to be already here... there is one difference though.
“Hey I remember the first time you listened to this story! you didnt thought much of it at the time but everytime you listen it pisses you off more and more and...”
Yeah, I guess it’s because I hate people being guilted and they were forcing him to pick a side, by basically being dicks... but I guess the development all the character got late rin the story made it worth it to me
“Still annoying”
Me and my whisperes (or Worange how I call it) are now on better terms. They still bug me and bring back bad memories or annoying ones... but either I listened or argue with them or sometimes if im lucky THEY bring me a good memory to listen. It’s weird you know? It’s like they say You’re your own best friend? and also your worst critic? That’s Worange to me... I just need to remember how to handle them...
“But you wont always will...”
Yeah I know, nothing is perfect. It’s not like magically you will stop being the obnoxious whisper in my shoulder... I just need to be more aware so we have a way to deal with it.
“And also...”
OKAY SHUT UP AND LET ME FINISH! 
“Hehehehe... okay”
We actually have a plan. It will take a while to get there but since Worange seems to be related to memories... memories is what I’m gonna give them. I decided to begin writing stuff of my day eveyday, even the smallest things can be a better memory that routine day number 2534315 And there’s... something else...
I already have the letter done so when summer gets here? My three weeks will be spent traveling the country, following the road behind my home and seeing what the world has to offer. For better and Worse... I’ll become a traveller... and see if I can see an orange sky again.
“That’s gonna be... too many sentiments to describe to be honest”
It truly will... hopefully is worth it.
“You’re alive... so it is.”
THE TRAVELLER AND WORANGE WILL RETURN SOMEDAY... IN SEARCH FOR ANOTHER ORANGE SKY
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Notes:
Part 5 of 5 of a bigger story event. I THINK I FINALLY HAVE  ABETTER IDEA WHAT MY BOOK WILL BE ABOUT! And this arc was a prologue to it... It wasnt my original idea, but around day 3 it evolved into it... random thanks in order:
@elphaba-fang a crazy event Idea that finally made me get back to writing, thanks
@ask-sayori-ddlc things can be depressing... but YOU are who decide to look at them in the best or worst light possible... indirectly you taught me that, thank you.
@ej121 thanks for your comments and feedback, I will finally play Celeste... someday, smash comes first xD
@mars-the-4th-planet and @misterjukebox8 you get a thanks just for being my friends this time... nothing wrong with that right? :P
and thanks specially to @tsunderydander... you reminded me I like to write... and that escalated into this... and hopefully more. Thanks my friend
Music to end this story: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9nbN5gXVPxI
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long drawn out personal post
this is a bit stream of consciousness, so if you’re reading this and trying to make sense of it, im sorry. its okay if youd rather not. its a lot and its emotional labour to even read it probably. it’s been almost a year since the breakup now. every day closer to the anniversary of it, i feel a little more broken. i’ve had two suicide attempts since then, a prolonged IOP thing, and i no longer see a therapist (though i really should start again). im not crying about borderline personality disorder though. this is all breakup shit. still.  im still holding together somehow. i dont really know how, some days. ive gone through the whole cycle of grieving multiple times now, cycling again and again through denial and bargaining and all that, ‘til i reach acceptance and think the hurricane is at its end. then i find i’m just in the eye of the storm, and it’ll soon pass as i get caught up in the winds again. then i do the whole cycle over and over again. thats what the therapists in the IOP said it was. a grieving process. you can grieve the terminus of a relationship the same way you grieve a dead person. it sounds so silly when i make that comparison. they also said that progress and healing are nonlinear and that it’s not really necessarily going to be as simple as passing through the grieving process a single time.  i said it sounds silly. its not silly though. its real, and i have to remind myself of that from time to time. i dont usually talk about anything personal on here, and its a little weird that im doing it now. but i guess im doing it because i dont know where else to do it. i could do it on facebook, but it feels attention-grabby, needy in a way i always feel weird being. doing it here under a little ‘read more’ thing feels less obtrusive and private, but not so private that im completely trapped in my own skull again. i hate feeling trapped in my own skull.  the anxiety bubbled up and got bad again pretty constantly. it got that way tonight. i felt my heart race while i tried to sleep. usually the worst points stemmed from me looking my ex up and seeing how their life was progressing along without me. unlike me, my ex has a drive and interest in the performance of social media that i generally lack. my social media experience begins and ends in shallow ways: i look at cute butts on tumblr, reblog dumb memes and get vague impressions of things going on in the world and such through the sometimes nonsensical things other people reblog. thats about it. my ex, though, shes the kind of person that does things like update her facebook profile picture at least once in a 6 month period, unlike yours truly.  i dont even follow her or have her friended anymore on facebook. heaven forbid i had an instagram to see what kind of stuff was going on there. it always got the worst when i saw her with her new SO. now i get to look at that every time i get the nerve to message her. its literally painful to even look to the extent i have to archive or delete every stray line of text we send to one another afterward.  i was seriously in denial - i talked myself into believing the SO wasnt an obstacle, wasnt a big deal, he was just a rebound and it didnt invalidate me. it didnt make me lesser, and it didnt mean that i was being replaced. after all, what stranger can replace 5 years of memories and experiences together? but i was a rebound too, and that led to a deep and intense relationship. why couldnt it this time too?  i was naive, i think. hopeful and naive, and i really wanted to believe this and that. ‘i know her’ i’d tell myself. ‘i know her, and i know she wouldn’t think this’ or ‘she wouldn’t do this’. but it’s wishful thinking.  maybe a part of me always did know better. maybe i stopped listening to that part of my own psyche because i started to recognize how harmful it was.  it’s kind of messed up how that works though? like... you can be happy with someone, but also be terrified of that day when they realize they can do better. and then it becomes a sort of twisted, fucked-up self-fulfilling prophecy because that thought sucks the life and passion out of you. it’s insidious and slow.  and it’s tempting to look at it like ‘i was right all along, everyone will leave me’, but that’s not really how it necessarily is. thats just the trauma talking, the fear, the part of my mind that’s lazy and resigned to suffering and collapse. it was that fear that made it real. maybe if i’d learned to manage that fear, though, things could have been different. would have been different.  it’s pointless to speculate on that though. the reason i say it isnt to speculate though, it’s because im trying to remind myself that it can apply to right now. the friendships and relationships i have now - few and far between as they may be, stretched thin as they may be, damaged and in dire need of repair as they may be - aren’t doomed to failure just because i’m afraid of loss and abandonment. the collapse doesnt have to be inevitable.  maybe talking like i’ve learned and figured something out from all this will make me feel better. maybe believing it all had a purpose will make it feel like it was worth it. eventually. right now, though, it doesnt.  i’m still so upset. i’m still miserable and i still long for things i can’t have. i miss affection. i miss being touched, even in a plain and nonsexual way. i miss being kissed and i miss being hugged. i miss being wanted, and every day i wonder if ill ever feel that again. and then i get to thinking, would it be enough to feel that from just anyone again? why do i feel so starved for... any kind of affection at all? why do i feel so desperate for something - anything like this? could anyone ever love me the way my ex did? i guess the cynical and plain answer to that is no, but thats okay. and maybe someone else can love me better. and maybe that desperate longing to be loved, cherished, cared about, touched, anything is just a symptom of an addiction that’s yet to pass. kind of a cold and clinical way to put it though, and i dont know if thats really me. yet i dont want someone else because its not enough to just have anyone. my ex left me, and now i still have that feeling of being invalidated, devalued, abandoned, and ultimately replaced. even if someone else came along and professed undying love for me, no matter how i welcomed it, that feeling of being tossed aside would remain. and i dont know how to come back from it.  i hate how much my mind... fixates on it. like... everything makes me think of it. i cant make a status on facebook without wondering if my ex will see it, what she might think. i cant leave my house and go somewhere without wondering, what if my ex sees me? what would she think of what im doing? would she approve, or be proud of me? would it impress her? or would it disappoint her? it saps the joy out of almost everything i do. i cant watch an old show without feeling bad im watching it without her. i cant help but wonder if she feels the same, or if shes gotten over it. and a part of me doesnt want to know the answer to that wonder. does she still listen to mili? coheed? does she listen to ‘old flames’ on repeat like i do? when ‘sweater weather’ comes on, does she think of me or someone else?  even now as i write this, i wonder if my ex still stops to peer at my dumb blog from time to time for a hint of how im doing and what im thinking. and i dont even know if id want to know, because seeing this message in that light casts a pall over it that makes me feel sick. i didnt want my ex to see how not okay i am. i didnt want her to see the part of me that feels so sick still. and i dont want to know that she doesn’t look at this either. so here i am at an impasse, writing words and tossing them into the void of the internet, hoping for and expecting only silence, while also hating and fearing the very same. id like to think that maybe this is a sign i dont care anymore, but i think i know better than to really believe that.  i force myself every day to just... not reach out. not say anything to her thats real or vulnerable - the few times ive talked to her it feels forced and fake. and it feels like ive cut off a limb, because im so used to leaning and relying on her. but i feel like i have to, because expecting that level of emotional labour from someone that has cut those ties with me seems silly and foolish... not to mention selfish.  why? maybe a part of me thinks that by hiding it, i’d win her back someday. or maybe im just afraid of being burdensome and difficult. or maybe i just... genuinely do want her to be happy without me. i wish it was that last one. i wish i could just back off and be happy that shes with someone else that maybe will treat her good in a way that i couldnt, or didnt.  i dont know what i want, though. i know what i dont want though. i know i hate feeling like this and i wish i could make it stop, but i cant. its not really getting easier. i had the borderline shit before this, and i could end up meeting the criteria my whole life for all i know. the breakup is just a massive complication in that whole mess, but i dont know if id even know what was wrong with me if i didnt have that relationship in the first place.  there was a day a few days ago, or maybe a week or two ago (i dont remember) where i wanted to hurt myself (not physically though for whatever reason), and in order to do it, i made myself do something i was starting to break the habit of doing. i browsed her facebook profile and scoured it for anything that’d make it sting again. i succeeded - it didnt take much. a few pictures, a relationship status change, that was pretty much it. my mind filled in the blanks after that because of course it did. it snowballed into full blown catastrophizing. they’re probably madly in love. they’re probably moving in together, if they havent’ already done so. they’re probably making plans to get married. they’re probably this and that and this and that - like it matters. like it affects me somehow.  but it doesnt. not really, not physically anyway. i dont have to look, and its like i hope not looking will make it hurt less. but not looking makes me hope, and hope has bred more hurt than anything else in the past year.  since i last looked her up in that fog of need to hurt myself emotionally, a lot of that dreadful hope i had that i could win her back drained away, and i want to believe that the pain will go away now. i havent talked to her since then. i still think about her. i still dream. i still fear and i still wonder and reflect. but i havent talked to her. is that good? is it bad? is it anything other than what it is? does it matter? maybe someday ill be over this. a part of me yearns for that. and a part of me is afraid to ever let go, because what if love wins in the end and all the time we had together meant something after all?  did it not mean anything if it didnt end up taking the shape i wanted it to take? no, it still meant something, but does that matter now?  i dont know. all i know is that to this day it hurts and... that’s all. thats all i know.  eleven months later and it still hurts. but i guess expecting it to be all better after 5 years of dating is a little unrealistic. i thought we were gonna be together forever. forever is a long time, though, i guess.  she makes it look easy, but maybe it isnt for her either, even if she’s better at making it look a certain way. i have no way of knowing and thats maddening in its own way. if i had the ability to close that distance... hear her out, be there for her, could i do it? could i get over my own fear and hurt to build a connection again? id love to find out. but i cant seem to get that far.  it doesnt matter though. its her life, and she has every right to move on without me. its easy to say ‘poor me’, but theres two sides to every story. a lot of pain that led up to the end. questions i still have that will never go answered, and closure i might not ever obtain.  ctrl+a, delete, backspace. that’s all it’ll take, tyler. then maybe you can sleep.  but no, instead you’re going to post this. for what? why? is it a cry for help? complaining for the sake of complaining?  i dont know. i cant leave it all in my own head though.  but the silence that i get back in response is liable to be deafening all the same  
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BTS as Kingsman (Seokjin)
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-Literally a whole dad. Like super supportive of new trainees and then always becomes a mentor to the newest member. Hes kinda good at judging people
-Its gotten to the point where whenever they have a new batch of trainess he can basically guess whos in and whos going to be out. AND HES NEVER WRONG
-Like ‘ that one is too confident i think he’ll be out when we toss him out of a plane and make him work with the others. Next’
-‘That one just busted DOWN A DOOR WITH HIS SHOULDER FUCK YEAH KID YOURE IN’ (good job lancelot!!)
-Codename: Galahad
-Jin really likes being more of a tech guy instead of being in the field.
-Like yeah i can hack into the any security system and delete anything theyve got or obtain top secret government files without being detected on their system but dont ask me to punch a guy in his throat
-Like i will if i HAVE TO but ask lancelot first he’ll punch anyones throat so leave me here
-So basically one day arthur is like ‘hey galahad we kinda need you to hack into the United States Governments files’ and jin just
-‘Okay sure’
-So jin gets to it and hes typing at the speed of light and there are a bunch of numbers and letters on the screen and jins just chilling because of course hes got this in the bag hes done this like a hundred times
-And he finally pushes enter (dramatically might i add) because that always gets him right in and he turns in his swivel chair and hes like ‘what do you need arthur’
-But arthur is like ‘umm bro’ and hes pointing at the computer and jin turns around and HIS EYES ALMOST POP OUT OF THEIR SOCKETS
-He! Has! Been! Detected! And! Blocked! Out! Of! The! Archives! And! Databases!
-How did this happen@@@@@@@
-Jin just kind of gets this determined look in his face and suddenly hes typing faster than before (if thats even possible)
-‘Galahad whats going on?’
-‘Something is keeping me out but that should be impossible because...because...well just because i know what im doing and they shouldnt be able to trace anything back to me and what is going on’
-Jin is like working overtime on his computer like how does he type that fast how is he even reading the things that come up on screen if they disappear in .2 seconds what is this
-‘Okay okay no need to panic its probably just like a firewall or something’
-Jin stops everything and glares at arthur
-‘Are you kidding me? You think of all things a measly firewall will stop me. This sint a firewall.Its not even some bot system either because its too slow. This is like human speed blocking.’
-Suddenly jins screen goes completely black.
-Both men are confused bc umm whats going on
-A loading bar appears at the top of the screen and suddenly some kind of I.M. window pops up.
-Jin tries to click the x in the top right corner to close the window but nothing happens.
-Instead in the bottom left corner there are three dots and the words
-‘Y/N’ is typing…’
-The message that pops up leaves jin red in the face
-‘Is someone being a bad boy?’
-Arthur is laughing because ‘did your computer really get some kind of freaky virus from waching porn’
-‘I DONT DO THAT ON THIS ONE’
-‘I really need you…’
-Jin frantically pushes the x but it still doesnt work
-‘TO STOP TRYING TO HACK THE US GOVERNMENT’
-Both arthur and galahad stop what theyre doing umm this is a little too real
-‘Are you going to respond?’
-‘I know youre reading these’
-‘I can see you right now’
-There is literally no way you can see them because theyre in hq which is a mansion in the middle of nowhere
-Another window pops up on the screen and its jin like in real time and he realizes its the image from the camera on his computer and oh my gosh someone is hacking into the hackers computer what the heck
-‘This is a warning. Don’t try to hack the government again because I will find you. Have fun.’
-The screen goes black again and when it light up lo and behold its on A PORN SITE lol arthur is dying in the background bc galahad just got out hacked.
-Jin is still shocked by the fact that someone was capable of doing this to him. Like there is someone out there that can really get into their system despite jin taking every precaution and making it nearly impossible to hack
-Jin shuts off his computer and just kinda flops onto the ground because what the heck
-2 WEEKS LATER LETS TRY THIS AGAIN GALAHAD
-Sure enough  jin still cant get into the database and the I.M. window pops up again
-‘I literally warned you’
-Jin kinda hesitates a little because should he respond or...
-‘How did you know it was the same person’
-‘I told you. I can see you’
-‘HOW’
-‘I dont hack and tell baby.’
-Jin is taken back?? Um baby? Hes no baby. Hes not your baby. Is he your baby?!?!?! Mom???????
-This goes on for like a while. Like jin tries to get into the files but hes always stopped by you and then you guys have  a lil conversation and jin starts trying to hack more often just becuase…
-He wants to talk to you a little bit?
-Like he genuinely begins to worry about himself because does he like someone thats preventing him from doing his job? Have you become a part of his daily routine? Can he separate himself from you?? Its like a criminal falling in love with a cop basically.
-You also let your guard down a little bit like he already knows your name and birthday and about your dog. You dont tell anyone about your dog. Bc hes yours. Your! Dog! But this guy trying to hack into the US government knows about him what have you done.
-You decide its time for a break from this whole hacker blocking thing so you tell your boss and he assigns someone else to this case.
-Yeah its a case.
-The gov. has been trying to figure out who is getting into their files and you were put in charge but clearly its proving more difficult than you thought bc you have grown attached and if he gets caughts then you wont be able to talk to him anymore
-Youve figured out for the most part where he is located but you havent reported it to your boss because...because you cant…
-So now theyve got someone else trying to figure out what you already know
-The day you decide to take your break jin also decided he wants to talk to you and there he goes trying to hack again. He pushes anter and waits for the screen to go black like it has for the last few weeks.
-But it doesnt??
-Hes suddenly in the governments files…?
-Jin is kind of of worried like umm where is Y/N and why didnt she stop me from doing this.
-So jin has no idea what to do now because for the next week he keeps getting into the files and its like you disappeared from the internet and all of a sudden he gets an idea
-Like hes got these government files so if you work for the government they must have some information on you right???
-He searches your first name and a few different people pop up then he narrows it down to one by looking at the birthday and there you are in all your glory.
A picture of you that makes jin’s heart skip a few beats followed by 
Name: L/N, F/N 
Age: 24
Department: Cybersecurity 
and right there...your address…
-Seokjin swallows hard before he scribbles the address down on a piece of paper.
-Hes out of his chair before he knows it and nobody has time to question him when he says hes going out into the field to gain some valuable information
-AND THATS HOW HE ENDS UP on an airplane to your location at 9 pm.
-One five hour flight and a one hour taxi drive later jin is standing outside what he assumes is your house at 3 in the morning
-He hesitantly knocks on the door and waits.
-You are woken up from your good night of sleep by a knock on the door and when you look at the time youre like umm who is here at 3 am and why, oh wait you think you know why
-You shuffle downstairs slowly
-You swallow hard and open the door. The person you see on the other side doesnt startle you bc oh my gosh this is the hacker man ive possible fallen in love with even though technically im supposed to be throwing him in jail oh my gosh
-And you deliberately let him find out your location in hopes that he’d show up but you didnt think he’d be here so soon
-Maybe this was a bad idea
-OH GOD HES HOTTER IN REAL LIFE. TRUE WORLDWIDE HANDSOME.
-Your mind is nearly blank but somehow you manage to play it cool
-‘I wasn’t expecting you so soon’
-Jin is ??????? you were expecting him???
-‘I didnt think you’d let your guard down long enough that i would figure out your address.’ jin plays it off cool with a little smirk that makes you want to pounce on him
-‘Oh baby...its so cute you think you could have actually found me.’
-Jin raises an eyebrow in confusion
-‘Don’t try to fool yourself. I let you find me.’ the way your bottom lip juts out slightly is enough to make jin lose it
-he is impossibly entranced by you bc not only can you out hack him but you also outsmart him and out-hot(?) him and everything in between.
-He literally cannot hold himself back he just kinda goes for it like a full on dizzying, heated, passionate, swollen lips and flushed faces type of kiss.
-And that is how you managed to get yourself a kingsman boyfriend.
A/N: Sorry if this one is a little bad its just kind of what comes out of my mind. 
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Net nostalgia: the online museums preserving dolphin gifs and spinning Comic Sans
Archivist Jason Scott has made it his mission to record digital culture for future generations. But why are we so keen to relive the days of Geocities websites and 56k modems?
Jason Scott is a guerilla internet archivist. Someones got to be. If youve got some content embedded in a site thats about to disappear, then he and his team of coders and data engineers go in there and Oceans Eleven the joint. In the name of digital archaeology, they migrate as much data as they can to a safe harbour even as the main site goes down. We swoop in and, to the best of our ability, take a snapshot, he says.
Scott is interested in conserving the stuff we have forgotten has value. Increasingly, our culture plays itself out on the internet, yet even now we have a tendency to view what we do on there as trivial. Or we make the mistake of assuming that digital means for ever. The problem is, the internets systems have been designed as though everything goes on indefinitely, he says. There are no agreed-upon shutdown procedures. When users die, what do you do? Because their accounts live on, and suddenly Facebook is telling you your dead friend also likes Snickers bars. Often, you dont even know whos running a site. Its as if you didnt know who was in charge of your water supply; then one day, it just stopped …
As one of the earliest adopters in the pre-world wide web 1980s, Scott took thousands of screenshots of bulletin-board systems early internet message-boards. In 1996, he decided to share his ASCII joy by building a website to host them all: textfiles.com. Its still online today, a piece of retro-within-retro. The site made Scott famous in net-nostalgia circles, and its legacy has made him one of the key movers in how we interact with and conserve an online kingdom, parts of which feel as faded as any Mayan temple.
Scott now works for archive.org. This is the new, broader umbrella for what used to be called the Wayback Machine, the online library that can show you what a given website looked like on any given day, now encompassing more than 279bn pages. Its $18m (14.5m)-a-year running costs are funded chiefly through donations, averaging $25 a time. Alongside Jimmy Waless Wikipedia, the Wayback Machine feels like a relic of a kinder, gentler era in the life of the net before Facebook algorithms were squeezing every penny out of your newsfeed. It was, we were told, a soft-libertarian wonderworld, full of dreamers who believed that private donations plus low information costs would breed a web where we were all equal, all beautiful.
It hasnt quite turned out like that. Which could be one reason we now look back so mistily at the web of olden times. Even in 2001, there were back-to-the-landers recreating the revolving Roman columns, dolphin gifs and mismatched spinning comic sans of the Geocities age. By 1999, Geocities was the third-most visited website in the world, enticing a vast quilt of hobbyists to make their own pages about whatever interested them. When it finally shut its doors in 2009, the Wayback Machine made a complete copy of it. But nostalgia for what it represented means that theres also Neocities an attempt to reboot its elemental qualities. Not to mention the Geocitiesizer which recreates the rest of the web in the same garish colours, autoplaying Midi-songs and intrusive tiled windows. Internet artist Olia Lialina has created One Terabyte of Kilobyte Age which serves up an unending spool of Geocities page screengrabs in the form of a Tumblr blog.
Go back another generation in internet nostalgia and you hit Tilde.club a website-building engine with a lengthy waiting list, where learning a few coding skills will allow you publish some authentically rough, poorly spaced web pages from the mid-90s. In addition to these retro sites, there are emulators to recreate the blocky tedium of waiting for 56k modem to serve a page. Then graphics patches to simulate the graininess of old cathode ray screens. These are often sinkholes of processing power. Making something look slightly grainy and a bit off is, it turns out, unbelievably energy-consuming.
An old webpage as seen on the One Terabyte of Kilobyte Age blog. Photograph: oneterabyteofkilobyteage.tumblr.com/
This nostalgic impulse is also playing out in the real world. Last year, AMCs much-admired but little-watched Halt and Catch Fire took the early internet era and dramatised it, one IRC chat log at a time. In music, the now-fading vaporwave movement imbued the silvery cyber-joy of the early internet with lashings of melancholia, as a generation that had come of age alongside the net began to look back and wonder where their dreams had gone.
Perhaps were experiencing this boom in nostalgia because theres suddenly so much more retro to go around, and easier access to it. Or perhaps its because the innovation curve seems to have plateaued; todays web giants are between 10 and 20 years old, and much of the past five years has been about tweaks, consolidation and monetisation of previous business plans. Theres also a sense that weve come through a lot of collective mental evolution in the past few years from an age where each new social network filled us with naive joy at the possibilities for connection, to an era of subtweets, dogpiling and virtue signalling.
Scott isnt convinced. In the final analysis, people will hook their own nostalgia on to their own brains very effectively, regardless of when the technological platform started. Oh, remember when we were all on Netflix? Remember when Twitter was just this little club? In the life of any platform, theres always an early-adopter phase, where the people who were there first get annoyed by the people who have arrived later.
Its also wrong to assume that your cherished experience is everyones nostalgia rapidly becomes obscure hieroglyphs if youre outside its target market.
One day on archive.org, I put up a whole lot of under construction gifs that Id taken from Geocities, says Scott. And Id watch as people linked to them. Some of them said: Hey, remember these? But others said: Ive never seen this before. Why did people do this? Then an art museum got in touch and said: We want to make a wall of them as an art exhibition. People didnt have any connection to them theyd go wow or what is this?, but it had become about as meaningful as someone making a dress from an old phonebook. It had fallen down into this general mulch of human culture.
The mulch is vast and every layer obscures another. Were all eating and excreting so much culture now that it has become very hard to keep tabs on it. The archive team are presently recording all US TV, 24/7. One team member recently phoned the White House switchboard to record every different voicemail message on there just to have a database of what it sounded like in 2016.
But while the team try not to make too many editorial decisions, they have to accept that not everything can be preserved. Even if it is just chucking out the washing powder ads on all that TV coverage and just keeping one version, compression must come, and that means stuff will inevitably get lost along the way. Scott shrugs. Life, he admits, is a lossy format.
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May 16th, 2019 CTP Archive
The archive for the Comic Tea Party chat that occurred on May 16th, 2019, from 5PM - 7PM PDT.  The chat focused on Champs by Mharz.
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RebelVampire
COMIC TEA PARTY- THURSDAY BOOK CLUB START!
Good evening, everyone~! This week’s Thursday Book Club is officially beginning! Today we are discussing Champs by Mharz~! (http://champs.mharz.com/)
Remember that Thursday discussions are completely freeform! However, every 30 minutes I will drop in OPTIONAL discussion questions in case you’d like a bit of a prompt. If you miss out on one of these prompts, you can find them pinned for the chat’s duration. Additionally, remember that while constructive criticism is allowed, our focus is fun and respectfully appreciating the comic. All that said, let’s begin!
QUESTION 1. What is your favorite scene in the comic so far and why?
Mharz
halllo! (edited)
rikirinka
HIHII
Kabocha
Favorite scene? Prooooobably this one -- Jane is powered by LOOOOOVE and a desire to impress Tala :'D Also determination and a huge amount of skill. http://champs.mharz.com/comic/39
rikirinka
I haven’t gotten to read champs in a long time but the part that stuck out to me the most was when Jane first saw tala!! And she was like “she’s....beautiful”
That’s a big gay mood
Mharz
“What is your favorite scene in the comic so far and why?” Sooo my favorite scene so far was in Round 3 when Tala manages to catch Jane off-guard and landed a punch. That was veeeeeeeerrrry satisfying to draw. http://champs.mharz.com/comic/86
rikirinka
YESS
Kabocha
Tala was like, "HA YOU THINK YOU KNOW ME"
RebelVampire
i really love how tala is not pictured as anything special in that scene. like just average and regular person here. i think it humanizes the love to a large degree since like...theres no shoujo sparkles or anything. just one woman seeing another in a special way that is based purely on emotions.
Mharz
Also when Jane realized that they made contact and they she was FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF we touched!!!! fangirls http://champs.mharz.com/comic/90
rikirinka
Blessed
Kabocha
...See, I had to laugh at that page because she's like "HOLY CRAP WE TOUCHED I gotta go to the bathroom!" ... the timing was uh... hilarious. XD Jane's probably just going because that sort of anxiety can wreck your stomach, but...
timing....
Mharz
Surprisingly that did not happen within the match
Professionalism I suppose
RebelVampire
my favorite scene is actually probably the sparring scene where jane just like...easily takes tala down after a few seconds. for the entire comic i had been wondering how their skill levels would match up, and this was a visual demonstration of the difference between them. so i finally got to feel assured that jane deserves her championship belt.
Mharz
that is actually a challenge for me because I have to like hnggghn show that Jane isn't just trash talk... She got her belt based on her skills and smarts.
Kabocha
It would be interesting to see Tala face off against some of Jane's opponents... I can't imagine that would go well
Mharz
Oh I have something in mind, alright
I'm gonna build it within the next few chapters so that it raises the stakes a bit
not just prize money but a bit more personal
Kabocha
Oh nooo ahahaha
oooph.
Mharz
drama is fun OwO
Kabocha
Also, re-reading Round 3 -- I do kind of worry that Tala doesn't necessarily know how to restrain her strength effectively... DANG, that punch
RebelVampire
yeah i worried about that too
like light sparring tala
light
XD
Mharz
her coach got worried too
thank goodness she didn't get a concussion
RebelVampire
plus if tala is always punching at full strength shes gonna run out of energy. and a tired opponent is probably easy pickings
Kabocha
That's a good point
Mharz
I like to think she has a lot of gas in her tank
Kabocha
I can't imagine injuries like that would be good over time in MMA
...Given how much she eats, I would believe that!
Mharz
I mean IRL combat sports athletes do tend to retire early because of injuries
head injuries can cut someone's career drastically
RebelVampire
does it hurt tala to punch that hard? like more so than a punch would normally hurt your hand
Kabocha
Tala's made of rock-hard muscle
Mharz
those gloves can cushion it to an extent
in my personal experience tho my knuckles still gets red after training even if I was wearing boxing gloves.
wheeze
Kabocha
Ooph
mathtans
I made it to the internets. O.o
Mharz
also I do agree with Kabocha, Tala's bones and muscles are probably rock hard
yo maths!
mathtans
I liked Tala's reaction after the fight, the whole we touched thing. When she'd already been hugging and trying to choke her.
Yoyo! I was worried I wouldn't have internet tonight.
Mharz
if she's punching barehanded she would get injured for sure
math, I think that was Jane
RebelVampire
hey math~!
Kabocha
The Q&A... Jane... why do you look so terrifying...
also Hi Math! Got any bad dad jokes about fighting?
RebelVampire
another scene i like is when jane shows up to meet tala and tala doesn't even recognize jane at first. its just so doofy and cute. and kind of shows tala's....innocence in a way. since she clearly still has a lot to learn about the nature of her career.
mathtans
I'm apparently not completely mentally here yet. I meant Jane. (goes to edit to make entire conversation confusing...)
I really don't know much about the sport. I kinda like how the creator picked it as a counterpoint to the Yuri On Ice anime (from the Q&A).
Mharz
<.<
mathtans
Yeah, Tala just seems to roll with the punches, so to speak. Innocent about many things.
Kabocha
Pffffft
Mharz
I'm actually learning about the MMA stuffs as I go
Kabocha
But that's a good thing -- your observation shows, Mharz!
Mharz
I was thinking of wrestling since I'm more familiar with it first but I know how wrestling can be very scripted and I don't want that.(edited)
Also I wouldn't really know how I would lump in Tala if it's wrestling
Since she's more suitable to just punch
mathtans
Also the jello would be messier.
RebelVampire
the idea of tala wearing a wrestling mask though kind of makes me laugh
Mharz
pft
XD
RebelVampire
is this basically all tala's resume says. "I'm good at punching."
Mharz
yis
mathtans
Also good at eating things.
Mharz
and "I have strong arms"
wrestling isn't really that big here in PH so it wouldn't make sense to put her in wrestling
Kabocha
That makes sense though
Mharz
but we are very huge in boxing
Kabocha
Tala's backup plan is probably in a boxing ring eh?
Mharz
yis
she is adept in boxing(edited)
she will learn moves outside of boxing eventually
mathtans
Maybe Jane can teach her acting too. They can star in a romance movie.
Mharz
I did use Pacquiao as an inspiration for Tala
RebelVampire
QUESTION 2. Besides fighting, a huge focus of the comic is on Jane and Tala’s growing relationship. Do you think Jane’s feelings towards Tala are genuine enough to stand the test of time, or is it temporary infatuation? Further, how do you think Tala thinks about Jane at current? Will these feelings change? If so, what would it take for them to change do you think? In other words, what can Jane do to win Tala’s heart? Ultimately, do you think the two will become romantic? If so, what obstacles might await them in the future given their careers? If not, what do you think will keep them apart? Lastly, how do you think others will react to their relationship?
Kabocha
I think right now, Jane's got a temporary infatuation, and it's gonna hurt her professionally if she's not careful... But then again, she seems the type to have loved before, sooooooooooooooo.... Hm.
I guess we'll see as things progress and where the drama leads. (We did have that uh... very menacing shot of that other fighter... the blonde one with freckles iirc)
mathtans
Oh, I think Tala just sees Jane as a competitor/trainer. I feel like she doesn't see people in a relationship way, maybe due to how she was raised or her not being aware of it.
Mharz
I feel like I should answer this but this is pretty much the premise of the stories. (edited)
Kabocha
I do wonder if CHAMPS refers to the status that Tala will attain one day with Jane... OR
mathtans
Though I was reminded of another scene I liked, the recent one where Jane just shows up, and her coach has to push her out of the building, like, move on, you have non-Tala things to attend to as well.
Kabocha
the world that Tala's now gotten herself mixed up into~?
Mharz
It can mean a lot of things(edited)
Hi blast!
mathtans
CHAMPS is possibly an acronym?
Mharz
It will be fascinating to find out how Tala ended up in MMA
I will explore both of their stories eventually
mathtans
"I thought I was signing up for an MMO. Once I was in I decided to give it a try any way, the head protectors are like VR headsets."
Kabocha
OH NO
RebelVampire
I agree that i dont think tala is able to see ppl in a romantic way right now. not cause she cant but just because i dont think its ever crossed her mind as a thing she could have while doing the ppl punches. i think to change tala's heart its gonna take a big romantic gesture. like jane hires a blimp that says i like tala or something. that or we could be in for the slow burn where respect grows and then respect turns into love
rikirinka
Omg
RebelVampire
but i kind of want the blimp
Kabocha
"Yeah, I heard there was this beat saber game, but it turns out the guy I fought was nicknamed Saber!"
Mharz
Jane can probably afford that blimp(edited)
mathtans
I feel like with the blimp Tala would end up looking the wrong way or something and miss it.
Mharz
LOL YES
like any attempt of Jane expression of love gets foiled
pft Kabocha!
rikirinka
LMAO
Mharz
Tala might wreck all the furniture playing beat saber
RebelVampire
Tala will have ordered a mountain of food so high that she cant see the blimp over it
tala strikes me as the type who accidentally threw the wii mote into the tv cause she didnt put the strap on
Mharz
wrecks the screen
rip
mathtans
I mean, Jane has already invited Tala to stay at her place. Wafted right over Tala's head. Related, one wonders if Tala might like guys too, since I don't think she's ever thought much either way.
Mharz
"Oh there's a strap?"
Kabocha
And Jane's just like... "Great, now I have to get a new tv... It's no problem! I saw this 72" the other day that I wanted anyway! And Tala and I can shop like a couple...!"
Mharz
pft
Tala never honestly thought of anything romantic
she's just mindblown at everything
rikirinka
She’s baby
How old are they actually? I don’t think I ever saw it specified anywhere
mathtans
I feel like when it hits, Tala's going to be all "wait, THAT'S why the guy asked me to prom, and THAT'S why that girl cooked me meals, and THAT'S why..."
Mharz
Jane is 26
Tala is 22
Latisha
Jane is older...wow...
Mharz
yasss
mathtans
That makes sense. Tala's new to everything. I wonder why I saw them as only a couple years apart.
rikirinka
Holy shit I’m the same age as tala
RebelVampire
omg tala just having to rethink her entire life after she suddenly grasps what flirting it XD
Kabocha
4 years isn't... that... much...
mathtans
Rebel: I know, right?
Mharz
Tala is more like "wow I can't believe I got here (in US)"
rikirinka
Bless her
Mharz
so she's just wow the culture is so different than what I'm used to
She's easy to please
RebelVampire
so basically jane just needs to take tala to mcdonalds
Mharz
She'd be like "wait, there's no rice?"
mathtans
The vegan mcdonalds.
Kabocha
wait
Rice? At McDonald's?
Mharz
YES
all the fastfoods here have rice meals on their menu(edited)
rikirinka
Omg in Sri Lanka they have McRice with cute
Curry
Kabocha
WHAT That sounds AMAZING
rikirinka
I thought that was hilarious
mathtans
Oh, that's neat. Had no idea. I like cultural things like that.
RebelVampire
do they also have the cup size difference issue? cause in japan their large is basically the american small.
Mharz
there's rice on the side
RebelVampire
i hope tala has a cool display shelf for all those toys
mathtans
Instead of fries, I guess.
Mharz
Nah Tala only has a box sadly
She can't afford a shelf
rikirinka
Awwww
mathtans
Also, no Kinder Surprise now.
Mharz
fast food toys are flimsy anyways
RebelVampire
i am concerned she cant afford a shelf. does she just get paid in potatoes? XD
Mharz
Also the rice servings are really teeny here. IMO.
It's more like she sends the prize money to her family
rikirinka
Really? My McDonald’s toys have lasted me a while
mathtans
"Are those potatoes in your pocket or are you happy you just got paid."
rikirinka
LMAO
Bless tala
Mharz
:'3
RebelVampire
i really hope jane gets to see tala's place and then get utterly horrified
Mharz
her family isn't that rich so tala knows to help them first(edited)
Tala's place is pretty naturey
very rural
(edited)
this is like from the print exclusive 4 panels. xD
rikirinka
Omg
mathtans
Ok, so next plot is Tala gets the wrong idea and thinks Hudson (the one she's training with today) is in love with Jane. Tries to set them up on dates. Jane gets very confused.
Mharz
Hudson knows better
She's totally scared at Jane
mathtans
But also possibly of Tala's back slaps.
RebelVampire
Hudson is very adorable I want Hudson to find happiness.
Mharz
at this point, I feel like everyone has picked up that Jane likes Tala except Tala
mathtans
The glasses make her expression a bit harder to read, I think. (Not a bad thing, just an observation.)
Kabocha
Tala's an innocent child, I'd rather see her get surprised when she like, REALIZES it
mathtans
And also possibly Tala's coach.
Kabocha
I wonder if she'll worry that Jane was going easy on her...
RebelVampire
i would be surprised if they didnt. i mean...jane jumped a fence just to say hi to tala despite the whole thing being broadcasted and all that.
ya know that is something i hadnt considered
that tala might worry jane went easy on her
Mharz
Jane gave her front seats
mathtans
Her punches are softer.
Mharz
so she can do that
Kabocha
Someone could also feed Tala misinformation and be like... "Jane wants you to stay here longer, so she's not training you to your full potential"
mathtans
"Jane gave me the front row seats so I'd have longer to travel to get to the bathroom. It's all part of training."
Mharz
LOOOOL
mathtans
Kabocha: That other MMA character is a good contender to do that.
Mharz
who?
which one?
mathtans
The one at the end of Part 2. I'm horrible with names.
Mharz
oh no her name hasn't been mentioned yet
I reckon you were talking about the emo blonde lady
mathtans
Ahh, okay then.
Mharz
it will be soon
RebelVampire
what we all didnt realize was that champs was a comedy about how many ways tala could misconstrue jane's intentions. Tala: Jane sent me these chocolates and flowers. This must be how americans congratulate each other on a good fight!
Mharz
yes
RebelVampire
QUESTION 3. Within the story, Tala is starting out as a rookie and has quite a ways to go. What do you think motivated Tala to take on this career, especially given the potential for harm? How do you think Tala managed to get Ted Pearson as her couch? At the end, do you feel that Tala will reach the heights of what she wants for her career? If so, how long do you think it’ll take her to achieve that dream? What role do you think Jane will have to play in her career overall? Speaking of terms of immediacy, do you think Jane’s training in the recent chapters will help Tala in her upcoming match? What do you think will happen if Tala loses the match? Finally, how do you think fame and fortune might change Tala?
as for what motivated her....im just gonna go with the easy one and say money and the fact she punches good. cause it is a job suited to her skill set XD
Climaxstriker
runs in with pizza and ice cream What'd I miss?
mathtans
I think Tala mentioned how she's used to lifting heavy objects. Maybe she wanted to use that skill more than her smarts.
Mharz
I won't go to details but Ted actually is the one who tried to convince Tala to take on MMA.(edited)
Kabocha
Tala seems like the type who thought it would be fun once she got to a gym
mathtans
I wonder if it's a lose-lose, if Tala loses the match she figures Jane isn't training her well, but if Tala wins the match she figures she doesn't need more training.
Mharz
@Climaxstriker the previous questions were pinned if ye wanna answer them.
mathtans
Tala watched a TED talk?
Mharz
LOL math
mathtans
(It's super effective!)
Mharz
Ted is like this woman can lift so many things on her beefy arms! I want her to punch people.(edited)
OwO
RebelVampire
the secret to getting ted as your couch is to just move his furniture around for him
mathtans
Couch or coach?
Mharz
couch coach
mathtans
Paid in potatoes, so couch potato coach.
Mharz
he's not really that hands on with her tbh
I like to think of him as similar to Anzai from Slam Dunk(edited)
RebelVampire
*coach
i can spell
mathtans
It's all good. "Why are you sitting on me?" "You're my couch."
Ted: "Tala doesn't understand people hitting on her, so we'll have her hit on other people."
Mharz
literally
mathtans
yis
RebelVampire
i feel like tala will win her match based on jane's training, but i think its gonna be a hard fought battle and tala is gonna realize even after all that training shes still needs a lot of work in the non-punch areas
mathtans
She did figure out the feint.
Mharz
?
It was Jane tho
tho she realized it too late
RebelVampire
i think math meant that tala figured out she should feint
Mharz
oh
okay
rip my english
I will have to introduce Tala's next opponent very soon
mathtans
Yeah, that's what I meant. Assuming Tala did it on purpose.
Mharz
yis she did that on purpose
mathtans
Jane might have figured it out but had become a bit complacent.
Mharz
Jane figured it out but she was too late to react that's all.
RebelVampire
yeah i do think jane deserved the punch cause i think she super underestimated tala in that moment. which probably a good lesson for jane cause i imagine jane has gotten a bit arrogant in her position.
mathtans
To be fair, it's justified. Comic does a good job of showing that.
Mharz
thank you! :'3
RebelVampire
idk if id say justified. i mean theres a huge diff between confidence and arrogance. the former is good and jane should feel assured in her skills. the latter is bad and how you get uppercut and nearly KOed forever
Mharz
IMO she's a mixture of both
mathtans
Okay, I suppose there's a bit of perspective wrapped up in that, good point. But she does seem to know what she's doing, she's not blustering in terms of arrogance.
Mharz
tho on the sparring session, she wanted Tala to push harder so she provoked her(edited)
and that kinda backfired
Kabocha
Jane knows where she stands, but not quite where Tala stands
RebelVampire
i think thats a good way to put it
Mharz
yis
Climaxstriker
1. One-Punch Tala best scene. 2. I believe someday Jane will confess her love to Tala and they'll become a couple. Not now, but someday. 3. (Serious answer) I think Jane's training did help in the sense that it shows that while strong she needs to cool her head in a fight. Being angry would make anyone careless which leads to mistakes. 3. (Joke answer) I'm sure the only person Jane would accept as Tala's couch is Jane.
Mharz
pft climax
Jane would wish for her to be Tala's couch any day of the week
RebelVampire
jane begins an elaborate scheme to disguise herself as tala's furniture.
Tala: When did I get this Jane shaped lamp? Oh well. I'll worry about it later.
Mharz
Tala: "my sofa is extra lumpy today"
Climaxstriker
jane transforms into Tala's couch complete with Transformers transformation sound
mathtans
I dunno if Jane getting Tala into the hold during their bout counts as Tala being HER couch.
Climaxstriker
if the ship goes well, they'll be each other's couches
Mharz
can be a bed
omg
mathtans
Sofabed.
Sofa, so good.
RebelVampire
in all seriousness i agree with the assessment that tala does kind of need to learn to cool her head. cause getting provoked is a double edged sword. and now that the feint happened once jane will know to watch for it. which really, that seems like itd be tala's downfall. cause her style seems to rely on that punch doing most of the work. so imagine an opponent who just shrugs it off and is like "pfft im fine lets go"
Mharz
Oh for sure! Jane will not fall for that again.
She has been doing a good job exploiting Tala's weaknesses.
RebelVampire
now im scared picturing them having an argument about it tho. where theyre seriously mad at each other cause jane wants tala to improve but tala just isn't grasping how her weaknesses are working against her
mathtans
Tala will be the star for Season 3 of "One Punch Man".
I don't think we've every really seen Tala upset though? Hard to picture her mad.
RebelVampire
yeah but i mean...its gotta happen. outside the gym that is.
and i bet its scary af
Mharz
those people are the most scary
<.<
mathtans
No kicking puppies in front of Tala.
Mharz
Tala is the type who is generally nice and friendly but if she gets angry hoooooooooo booooooooooooy
no don't kick puppies in front of Tala
don't kick puppies
Climaxstriker
Kicking puppies in general is just asking to have an angry penguin yeeted at you.
RebelVampire
would tala get angry if someone threw a drink in her face?
mathtans
It's a valid point. Also, don't kick Tala in front of puppies.
Mharz
I wouldn't really think Tala would punch people outside fights
that will land you to jail
Climaxstriker
I would personally think Tala would be like ".....Bruh. Why?" if that were to happen.
Mharz
this isn't some highschool manga were you can beat up anyone and get away with it.
RebelVampire
QUESTION 4. Even though Jane is the current champion, her career and life are not without their own issues. Who do you think is the mysterious woman that took in interest in Jane after Jane’s big match? What do you think the woman intends for Jane? Overall, do you feel that Jane will remain undefeated in her career? How do you think she would react to losing a match, especially in regards to being able to face Tala? Further, how do you think Jane would feel if Tala won the championship belt from her? Would it strengthen or hurt their relationship? Last, what do you make of the fact Jane isn’t fond of her other activities like modeling and acting? How might Tala help Jane deal with those aspects of her life? To end, will Jane ever beat Allen?
mathtans
Jane's ex-girlfriend?
Mharz
Ronda Rousey lost after being undefeated for so long. Who knows what the future might bring?
Climaxstriker
I would think Jane would be proud for Tala if she won the built.
mathtans
(As to the championship, maybe they can both wear the belt, it looks large enough for two.)
Kabocha
I think Jane's going to lose once, but quickly take that belt back... While she may not be undefeated, it's going to be VERY dramatic, and everyone loves when the reigning champion returns, right?
RebelVampire
jane losing once sounds so sad. i mean it seems inevitable but i just feel like jane would take that hard. cause itd be a real punch to her ego.
but then tala can bring her a milkshake
tell her she was still amazing
mathtans
Maybe she loses because someone cheated. Flashed her a picture of Tala or something.
Climaxstriker
I would find it likely Jane would lose sometime. Being undefeated is nice but everyone's got a weakness.
mathtans
And Jane's weakness is, of course... scheduling.
Mharz
lol
RebelVampire
realistically that could be the answer tho. where jane is like i havent slept in 2 days its fine i can fight
Mharz
Jane is being smart and aware that MMA will not be her career forever which is why she does acting and modelilng as back up
her coach won't allow that tbh
her not sleeping in 2days
it also helps that fights are sporadic
and not weekly like wrestling
RebelVampire
thats good that jane has a backup plan. which sounds like a good serious convo between her and tala.
mathtans
It's an interesting set of points.
RebelVampire
cause tala doesnt seem the type to have a plan b
Mharz
with her prize money going to the family it's hard to plan
mathtans
Tala goes into hairstyling. I like the consistent ponytail.
Mharz
that's pretty much an issue in most middle class here tbh
mathtans
Okay, so when Jane meets Tala's family she ends up falling for Tala's older sister instead. Hijinks ensue.
Mharz
I think it'll be fine. Tala doesn't have a sister
she's the Big Sis
She has an older brother and a younger brother
RebelVampire
so the older brother can fall in love with jane and hijinks ensues. but then he realizes she likes tala and is like, tala you dope how do you not see this
mathtans
Or Jane falls for the older brother when she sees him from behind in a dress.
Mharz
looool
Jane mistook him for Tala and hijinks ensues
RebelVampire
oh dear XD
as an aside from tala, http://champs.mharz.com/comic/102 i want to take a moment to appreciate how cute kain is here.
Kabocha
How old is Kain?
Mharz
Kain is the other person Jane will care about the most aside from Tala(edited)
late 40s
Kabocha
Awww
At least Jane's not calling him Pops or anything XD
he seems like a sentimential sorta guy
Mharz
he's like the cool dad but a strict mentor
RebelVampire
he is the best dad and better have a #1 dad mug on his desk
Mharz
He does care a lot about Jane even tho they shout curses at each other when training
but they do have a mutual understanding on what they feel about each other
RebelVampire
see even better. they can shout curses at each other and still have a nice, caring relationship when the training is done
mathtans
Kain's catching on that Jane feels different lately. I liked their little conversation on the steps in the current parts.
Mharz
I have to say, Kain is one of Jane's biggest motivations to fight.(edited)
Kabocha
"JANE, HURRY UP, BEAT HER, AND GET YOUR ASS TOGETHER SO I CAN GO HOME AND WATCH MY SOAPS" "FUCK YOU COACH, I'M WINNING THIS MY WAY, WE HAVE TIVO" "I DON'T KNOW HOW TO WORK IT"
Mharz
LOOOOOOOOOL
that's so hilarious
RebelVampire
omg i want this to be a canon conversation
Mharz
the opponent is like
mathtans
Kain gets the idea from Soaps to have someone play Tala's evil twin as motivation for Jane to not get distracted in fights.
Mharz
looooool
RebelVampire
i hope he has a tiny tv he takes with him sometimes. and while theyre waiting for a fight to start hes just sitting there telling ppl to shut up cause he cant hear his soaps and rodriguez is about to find out his wife is cheating on him with his half-brother
Mharz
I'm pretty sure you can watch tv on smartphones???
Kabocha
Oh, but don't forget about that subplot that he's been following since 1992 -- the one where Joanna was having an affair with Dominic's brother, but played it off like it was an assault so Dominic killed his brother and paralyzed Joanna
Superjustinbros
Hey everyone!
Sorry I completely forgot about the CTP today
Climaxstriker
Plus he could have earphones so nobody could drown out his stuff
Superjustinbros
Was busy with other things
RebelVampire
you can watch tv on smartphones but the tiny tv is an aesthetic i feel suits kain
Kabocha
Ahaaha. Is Kain the type of guy who loses his wireless earbuds.
Mharz
he should have a headset instead
it's bigger
Superjustinbros
I just wanna drop in and say I love Mharz' projects, they have such great appeal.
Mharz
ty justin. :'3
Superjustinbros
You're welcome
mathtans
Do we ship Kain and Ted?
Mharz
Ted is sorta a mentor to Kain back in the day
RebelVampire
i ship kain and his #1 dad mug
Climaxstriker
Jane: Kain, the fights about to start. Kain: ....... Jane: Kain.......Kaaaaaaaain......... Jane notices air-pods Jane: Oh shit, he's wearing air-pods he can't hear me.
I'm sorry I've seen that meme go around enough times to not pass that up when wireless earphones came in xD
Mharz
which is why he can't say no to training Tala
Kabocha
Jane decides to go ham in the match, beats her opponent in ways not yet seen before
Kain ends up having to watch the match on TV
Mharz
pft
RebelVampire
i would love to see kain and ted interact tho more. cause i feel like well learn a lot about both of them and their motivations
and see more kain being cute
Kabocha
So, we're getting down to the last minutes... MHARZ I WANNA SAY YOU ARE AWESOME
mathtans
So the other question is, did Jane accidentally walk in on Tala taking a shower when they were rooming together.
Mharz
thank Kabocha! :'3
OwO
Jane would be like
that face
RebelVampire
jane isnt in the hospital from a nose bleed so probably not
mathtans
Hee hee. In conclusion, good job, Mharz, enjoy the theme immensely. Also learning things about MMA. ^^
Mharz
actually Jane would be nonchalant about it and Tala will be the one freaking out
Jane: "Tala it's fine we're both girls"
Tala: EEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
RebelVampire
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