#futures rewritten ultimate

[monarchetype]

wouldnt it be sick if in Futures Rewritten Ultimate you have to awaken the primals (kinda like UWU) from Eden's Promise's memory crystals and if you dont then EP uses your party members to as vessel to summon them. and if you do awaken them then in the last phase when youre fighting some crazy Yuri Fusion Oracle of Light and Darkness Prime all the primals come back and do their own captain planet fusion into an overdesigned Eulogia monstrosity that smites the boss. or even your party members summons them as vessels to nuke the boss (because Ultimate LB spam has seen its course I think)

also this would be one last punchline re: the WoL's bad memory because they would be conflating the Primals with the Twelve and their combined form Eulogia

#ffxiv #ff14 #final fantasy xiv #final fantasy 14 #ffxiv ultimate #ffxiv speculation #futures rewritten #ffxiv ryne #ffxiv gaia #ffxiv eden ultimate #ffxiv eden #ffxiv primals #futures rewritten ultimate #ffxiv fru #fru

[jooheons]

spider-man 2099 / miguel o’hara reading guide 

miguel o’hara was a young genetics genius employed at mega corporation alchemax, in the future city of nueva york of the year 2099 (a future universe where all superheroes got wiped out). he became spider-man when one of his experiments to replicate the powers of spider-man is used against him, his dna is rewritten and became fifty percent spider. 

essential reading:

spider-man 2099 (1992), #1-10

spider-man 2099, #11-14

spider-man 2099 annual, #1

2099 unlimited #1-3 *

spider-man 2099, #15

ravage 2099, #15 *

x-men 2099, #5 *

doom 2099 (1993), #14 *

punisher 2099 (1993), #13 *

spider-man 2099, #16-22

spider-man 2099, #23-33

2099 unlimited #8 *

ghost rider 2099 #7 *

spider-man 2099, #34-38

spider-man 2099 special #1

spider-man 2099 meets spider-man #1

2099 unlimited #9-10 *

spider-man 2099, #39-46 *

2099: world of tomorrow (1996), #1-8 *

2099: manifest destiny *

* in early 1996, editor joey cavalieri was fired. it led to the cancellation of the 2099 titles. for spider-man 2099′s case, peter david (creator and writer) chose to resign in solidarity with his editor, finishing his run with issue #44. the last two issues of spider-man 2099 were done without his input and the series ended with issue #46.

* cross-overs are optional reading, they’re grouped together with the original spider-man 2099 issues because it’s part of their collection. 

non-essential reading (crossovers):

fantastic four 2099 (1996), #4, #6, #8

captain marvel (2000) #27-30

exiles (2001-2008), #72 *

exiles #75-99 

exiles annual #1

timestorm 2009-2099 (2009),  #1–4 *

* exiles!miguel is a variant (not the same from his 1992 run), he’s from earth-6375 here. 

* timestorm!miguel is a variant, he’s from earth-96099 here.

semi-essential reading (main marvel universe):

superior spider-man (2013),  #17-21

superior spider-man #22-26

superior spider-man annual #1

superior spider-man #27-31

superior spider-man annual #2 

essential reading (spider-verse event):

spider-man 2099 (2014) #1-5

amazing spider-man (2014) #1

amazing spider-man (2014) #9-15

spider-man 2099 (2014), #6-12

spider-man 2099 (2015), #1-5

spider-man 2099 (2015), #6-10

spider-man 2099 (2015), #11-16

spider-man 2099 (2015), #17-21

spider-man 2099 (2015), #22-25

spider-man 2099 meets spider-man (1995)

amazing spider-man (2018), #32-36

semi-essential reading (back to 2099):

spider-man 2099 (2019)

spider-man 2099: exodus alpha (2022)

spider-man 2099: exodus #1-5

spider-man 2099: exodus omega

spider-man 2099: dark genesis #1-5

other media:

spider-man: shattered dimensions (2010, video game)

spider-man: edge of time (2011, video game)

ultimate spider-man, the spider-verse: part 1 (2015, animated series)

spider-man: into the spider-verse (2018, film)

spider-man: across the spider-verse (2023, film)

this reading guide will be updated should any upcoming projects arise! 

#spidermanedit #comicedit #marveledit #miguel o'hara #spider man 2099 #spider man: across the spider verse #atsvedit #* #heavily inspired by coolgirl's jason guide :) #very big thank you to zee (@tresrachas on twt) for the graphics help!

[2smolbeans]

Revisiting Two Old Yandere CEO and COO backstories/concepts..

Since I'm planning on rewriting my old yandere story concepts/characters, I wanna ramble and kind of go into depth with them, brainstorm ideas! 

Some context of the story

Originally with the story between Marco and Hyun, the two were kind of split off in their own different paths/routes. Ultimately, the two were connected when it came to aiding each other in getting the darling of their dreams. Kind of like a brotherly bond- an unspoken agreement. 

Marco's original story regarding his darling was that they met during the end of their High-school year, dated during college, and then broke it off in the middle of their post secondary schooling. Then out of coincidence, they would meet each other again at the workplace and try to rekindle their old friendship.

While the darling saw this as a way to get closure and make amends, Marco saw this as a second chance from the universe to make them his again. This delusion was amplified even more when he was promoted as the COO when he was just a simple security guard at some company. 

He saw this as a sign from the universe to woo and become 'the perfect ideal boyfriend' for darling. It isn’t an everyday occurrence when someone figures out that they belong to a super wealthy family! And it’s certainly not common to find out that the place you were working at belonged to your half brother that you didn’t know existed. He was special, special for you! All the good things that are happening in his life, are for you to be with him. You need to stay by his side, you could create the perfect life with him!

"All things happen for a reason, it's not like it magically was a coincidence! We were meant to be- I was meant to be yours! To satisfy you, to make you HAPPY! No other body would be this filthy rich to spoil you, this obsessed to cater to your every need. Why can't you see how lucky you are?!" 

With Hyun's original story regarding his darling (April), the two started off as High-school friends with a two year age gap. Their first impression wasn't pleasant, they hated each other the moment they crossed paths. It started off as the  "look it's the rich senior asshole smoking in the halls'' to then a more stupid casual "Look it's my father being a lung cancer sponsor!" Type of friendship. Ever since then, Hyun had a soft spot for the boy and a small obsession that would spiral down throughout the years..

Throughout the years, even after Hyun had graduated, the two stayed in touch and became close best friends. They were everything to each other. Always calling, video chatting, trying to make up for the long distance that kept them apart. When the two had met, Hyun had always found April adorable. Always finding himself melting away whenever he spoke or looked at him. Whether it be from scolding him, insulting him, or apologising whenever fought back. Hyun had always admired his friend. But now? It was more than that. He was more than just the typical nerd he found adorable for his pathetic and cowardly actions. He realised he had genuinely liked him. 

Though when university came along, April and Hyun had a falling out due Hyun’s constant possessive and controlling behavior. Of course the two would eventually reunite by coincidence when April would apply to the company that Hyun controls as the CEO after years from graduating. Blah blah blah typical yandere pining ensues, April has a mental breakdown when he realizes that his ex-girlfriend was murdered in cold blood, and yeah!

Now with rewriting it..This is what I was thinking of! Just a warning, these concepts may change or be added onto in the future! 

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(Yandere COO) Marco Sangwook REWRITTEN:

Marco first met you when he was just a security guard. He remembered how nervous you were when you walked into the building, how lost you were as you looked everywhere around your surroundings. The way you awkwardly tried to keep confidence, only to nearly break down in tears when you explained that you had no idea what you were doing. How you were here for a job interview but didn’t know where to go. Marco falls easily, so like the helpless romantic he is, he guides you to the correct room. 

Marco would’ve befriended you when you had started working at the company. Often greeting him at the front of the door, walking beside him through the spacious company building whenever he so happened to be patrolling the halls, to get his number and hanging out as friends. By then, Marco would’ve grown obsessed with you. 

He had never felt this way with anyone but you. (But his previous partners will say otherwise..). He finally feels like he found the one (He prays that you're the final one for him). He wants you, he knows you're different from the others. You're so sweet to him, you dote on him- always texting him, sending him voicemails, calling him your best friend. Everyday you're always on his mind. Whether he’s outside waiting for you to wave at him, looking at his phone for a message from you, or even daydreaming a scenario where the both of you go out on a date. He’s so smitten for you, it drives him insane. Oftentimes he has to take his emotions out on the punching bags he has downstairs in his basement. 

 He admires every part of your body. The way your white blouse nicely tightens around your curves, how the pants you wore highlighted the roundness of your hips and ass- making them look so plush and grabbable..

He loves you, he wants you. He would kill for you, worship you at your feet.. But, you belong to someone else. You love someone else. They trapped you. He remembers meeting your boyfriend. How you innocently introduced your bestfriend to their boyfriend. Smiling and laughing, hoping and saying how the both of them would get along.

April, your boyfriend, was shy- but friendly enough to greet Marco. Trying to strike up conversations while you left the both of them alone to make some snacks. Marco felt bad for hating the poor guy. Really, he was sweet and they even shared the same interests. Hell, April even made the effort to bring him some gifts! But he couldn’t help it the more he thought about it. April, this tiny, pathetic man was your boyfriend? Him? 

Wow. Astonishing!

So with his teeth grinding against each other, he just smiled and played along. For your sake he tried so hard to like your boyfriend. But everytime you kiss his cheek, lovingly looking at him with those beautiful eyes, speaking to him with your angelic voice. Marco was on the verge of choking April out right then and there. He had to get rid of him. But he was insecure about himself and his thoughts. You were so happy, and you seemed to enjoy April’s company..And April wasn’t a bad guy either. 

But that quickly changed when he had figured out his family history. When his half brother reached out to him- the CEO of the company. When they had bonded with each other. When they both realised they had the same murderous tendencies..When Hyun taught him how to network with other ‘business partners’ to do his dirty bidding. When his older brother happily trained him and gave him the position as the COO to be his right hand man. How the power and money started to roll into his life…

Now he didn’t feel bad. What did your boyfriend have to offer you? He wasn’t rich. No. He now worked under him as a working ant. He wasn’t tall, strong, or as actively sculpted as he was. He wasn’t outstandingly handsome or attractive. He wasn’t charming. You could do better. You could be with him! Marco would spoil you to no end, take you out on nice dates, throw money at you! He could be your tall strong boyfriend who would happily carry you bridal style anytime you felt tired. You would be so perfect with him, everything would feel just so right.

But for now, he’ll just be your supportive best friend. Smiling and catering to your every need that your boyfriend couldn’t. At this point, Marco has already told you about his new position, and you were now aware about Marco’s role in your workplace as there was a public meeting about the new COO.  That didn’t change how you saw Marco though. He was still your lovable bundle of sunshine, your humble friend that never asked for more, the one who brightened up your day with a smile.

He noticed that the both of you were in a rocky relationship at some point. Your boyfriend wasn’t paying as much attention to you as he was before. Putting all of his problems and anger onto you. Marco hated to admit it, but when you called him on the phone, crying about how April had stormed off on you, almost breaking up with you- he nearly fell off his chair from joy. 

Leave him. Hate him. Run to him instead. He’s waiting with you with open arms. 

He could treat you so much better than him. 

But you were still longing for that pitiful dweeb.

Coincidentally he figured out that Hyun wanted the very man he wanted to get rid of. So agreeing without speaking any word about it, they both want you separated from each other. Marco only did the one thing he thought of. Your boyfriend would never show up to your place anymore, respond to any messages, or even look at you during work.

What if he’s cheating on you? 

He no longer loves you anymore, right? Eventually Marco showed you his ‘proof’, calling you with concern, speaking softly on the phone. Sending you screenshots and photos of your boyfriend and his secret partner. It was cruel, but throughout the whole conversation, hearing you cry, listening to how you were going to dump your now ex boyfriend, how grateful you were for Marco. 

“I can’t believe he would do that..He just didn’t seem like the type to do that to me!” “I know honey..But that’s always the case. Of course they’ll never seem like the type to cheat on you, and that’s why it hurts so much..”

“Really?” “Yeah..It’s happened to me, many times”

It made him smile, knowing that your relationship with him was closer than ever, and that you were now longer trapped! Now that you were completely emotionally dependent on him, he could finally take what was rightfully his from the start. 

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(Yandere CEO) Hyun Sangwook REWRITTEN (I’m not gonna lie I got a bit lazy on this part): 

April and Hyun had known each other since their High-school years. April was 15 when he had met Hyun who was 17 at the time. They both went to a private prestigious school. Hyun went to the school because of his wealth and family connections, while April just so happened to enroll and fit the criteria to be a student at the school. In the beginning (Like in the original concept) the two didn’t like each other. April saw Hyun as the typical rich kid that everyone adored because of his money and looks- while Hyun saw April as the scrawny little rat with braces, glasses, and acne all over his face. 

But as they got to know each other through their ‘rivalry’, they became best friends. They would always stay up late calling each other, talking about their future, worries and fears. For once, Hyun felt safe whenever he talked with him. For what seemed like forever, he was finally talking to a genuine person who didn’t want to leech off him. He actually felt a connection with this person, empathy for this person, actual love for somebody. 

Ever since then, Hyun adored his friend for who he is. Even if he was a coward, a pitiful nobody that everyone made fun of, he was always in awe whenever April was around him. Feeling himself melt whenever he would find April scolding or making fun of him over the smallest of things.  It was special, they were special, what they had was something that could never be replaced. 

When the two finally met again after they had both graduated, they attended the same university together. Originally April was aiming to go to college, but Hyun knew a lot of connections to get him accepted to the university. Plus being in the same school as your rich and academically smart friend didn’t sound like a bad idea..He could always leech ask for help and get a head start in life! 

During their university years, April and Hyun had a bit of a ‘complicated’ relationship. They were intimate with each other, but never addressed or acknowledged it. Their friendship was still the same, but often had a bit of heated tension whenever a mention of another partner was brought up. Whether it was Hyun bringing in another girl or guy into his dating life, or April asking someone out- the two were oddly jealous even though they never outright said anything about it.

Tired of the mixed signals, April was about to ask Hyun out, realizing that he wanted to be with Hyun as an official boyfriend..Though, it fell short when he walked in on Hyun covered in blood, panting, smiling ear to ear as the unidentifiable person wheezed for oxygen. And as if history repeated itself, they were on bad terms. 

April began to avoid Hyun like the plague, immediately regretting that he was in the same school as him. Their situation became more of an enemies to lovers, to then an exes to enemies trope. 

Hyun had lost himself when he no longer had contact with him- or at least knew that April cut him out of his life. He thought of hiring private investigators, somebody to track him down. But he couldn’t face him, he didn’t even want to know about him. He was heartbroken. He needed time to recuperate his loss. So during that time..He grieved. Taking out his anger on multiple victims. Using sex and violence as a way to relieve his stress. 

So when he saw him again, wearing a suit and tie, working as a simple employee under HIS company. Hyun was ecstatic. Amused. Though he wasn’t ecstatic when he saw that he was dating someone..You. 

Lucky for him, he noticed that his brother had a liking towards you. It was almost like separating a conjoined kit-kat bar. Marco got the one half that he wanted, and Hyun got his share of his part… 

Basically to sum it up:

-April and Hyun were once friends during highschool

-They had a ‘thing’ when they were in university

-Hyun fucked up a potential relationship when April discovered Hyun’s sadistic and possessive tendencies.

-Eventually April shows up in his life again, but this time he’s dating you. 

-Hyun doesn’t like that since he wants his darling ‘ex’ back. 

-So helping his brother and talking on agreeing terms, they decide to split the two of you up so that they could both get what they want. 

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I honestly may change the backstory as I write along the way. I may also try to write the backstory of the reader and April for next time.. But yeah!

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#yandere x reader #yandere imagines #yandere ceo #yandere prompt #sangwook #yandere headcanons #marco sangwook #Hyun Sangwook #yandere oc x reader #yandere oc #yandere ocs #yandere thoughts #male yandere #yandere scenarios #yandere x darling #yandere #yanderexreader

[xehanortsreport]

(spins around in chair) so one has to wonder: precisely how much was MoM's plan contingent on Xehanort succeeding or failing? Of course with the gazing eye we can safely assume MoM always knew it would end this way...but then, why this way? And even then, Luxu didn't know what the outcome would be - he's merely the conduit for information, not the recepient. One has to wonder if he was wondering if he should hope for Xehanort to win, or if he was hoping he would lose.

After all, it's not like the world crumbling and being rewritten is a foreign idea, and it's not even the first time it would've happened in the series. One has to wonder if a Xehanort victory would've been a boon or bane to MoM's plan. Did Xehanort losing ultimately help push whatever MoM's planning forward, or if the future had predicted a Xehanort victory, would MoM have even gone through with all of this?

And so we ask - between the previous arc's villain and the next, who, then, is the more dangerous? Would Xehanort's victory ultimately have been less dangerous than his loss? Is there a world in which he could've won and MoM still continue his plans? How much of conerstone are Xehanort's actions, and even then what specifically did MoM need to happen?

Personally I lean towards it being the process of summoning KH itself - the gathering of bodies from the past, the invention of replicas, the dragging of the past into the present. I think it didn't matter if Xehanort won or lost as long as people from the past were able to make it to the present - as long as two eras were forcibly smashed together, the worlds connected once more even if in name only. There needed to be a merging of time and only Xehanort was insane enough to pull it off.

But that's just my guess...my game guess, or what have you.

#Usually I don't dip too much into UX stuff bc to be honest I don't fully understand it #but a lot of my guesses seem to be at least parallel to the plot so i'll give it a go

[the-empress-7]

"I have this thinking that Charles doesn't like any of his children because they didn't come from Camilla."

While i have no opinion on what Charles thinks of his kids, i do eyeroll so hard every time people bring up his relationship with Camilla as if it were the ultimate true love thwarted story.

I can't and don't blame the public for this gargantuan PR fib, but it demonstrates how effective it has been and of course history is rewritten by the victors and the past is forgotten. 

The truth is that he was in a menage a trois with Camilla and Kanga within months of meeting both ladies in 1971/72 until 1985 when a childhood illness reappeared in Kanga and made her so ill that her mental and physical health deteriorated until she died in November 1997.

Every biographer published before the great whitewashing says that Camilla didn't hold supremacy while Kanga was still in play and she was horribly insecure about her.

Kanga is the only woman Charles has complimented publicly by saying she's the only woman in the world who understood him - yet he dropped her when she got sick and didn't acknowledge her death. 

Everything that people accuse Camilla doing can be levelled at Kanga because both ladies were equally and deeply involved with Charles. All the way to vetting his future bride and attending the wedding at St Paul's. 

One of the reasons he struggled to find a bride was the presence of these 2 ladies which wasn't a secret in his social circle. One of the women he proposed to, Anne Wallace, broke off the engagement because she refused to tolerate their presence in her future life as his wife. 

And what's creepier is that Anne Wallace in 1980 superficially resembled Diana. Almost like he just replaced her with a clone. Then again, Kanga and Camilla superficially resembled each other though Kanga was prettier and illness aside, aged very well. 

The Kanga affair was accepted by Diana who went as far as befriending Kanga and even wore one of her dresses to LiveAid concert 1985. 

The DM's society gossip columnist Nigel Dempster used to covertly discuss the affairs by saying one or the other lady was seen with The Earl of Chester - this was one of Charles's lesser titles. 

Ironically, Diana is the one that provided the bones of the future PR story that Camilla and Charles had a thwarted love story that has come to be accepted truth. 

After Kanga was dropped in 1985, Camilla remained while Diana floundered with her many love affairs. She became hyper focused on Camilla and retconned the affair removing Kanga, Anne Wallace and others from the story and telling this retconned version to the world and the world built upon this story to add more retconned details eg Camilla wasn't a virgin which made her unsuitable. Nevermind the real story that Camilla was deeply in love with Andrew PB and was using Charles as a distraction and a way to prompt Andrew to propose which he did. 

The biographer Sally Bedell Smith goes as far as saying that Charles continued to have discreet affairs upto 1997 and names the lady in her 2017 biography of Charles even though publicly he was introducing Camilla to the world at this time. 

Perhaps Diana's death changed his emotional world because no more whispers of affairs after that and he finally, fully committed to Camilla. 

But it was never a thwarted love affair. Ever. 

#submission

[bonefall]

Does ashfur get punished for beating the shit out of lionblaze or is that scene just getting cut

I really want to hone in on how Ashfur beats the crap out of Lionpaw, and how Brambleclaw was able to be flattered into believing it wasn't a problem. I would really like this particular moment to become formative for Hollypaw.

Recap for those who don't remember:

In Canon, Ashfur brutally trains Lionpaw with his claws out. This bothers Hollypaw immensely, and she tries to go to her father Brambleclaw to tell him that her brother is being abused by his teacher.

Brambleclaw purrs and smooths it out, telling her that Ashfur had approached him in the woods and gushed about how his kits are very strong and he was "preparing" him for bloody battles in the future. He assures her that this abuse is necessary, because one day they will be fighting with claws out.

Hollypaw doesn't feel better, but Brambleclaw continues by praising her maturity and assuring her that he needs her to keep an eye on her brothers.

This interaction never comes up again, with the narrative ultimately agreeing that Brambleclaw was a great father even though he abandons the Three immediately when he learns he's not their biodad.

Back to BB

Instead of canon where this whole moment goes unexamined in the greater story, even though it REALLY feels like it's setting up how manipulative Ashfur can be and how Brambleclaw isn't actually a great, unbiased person... in BB I want this to contribute to how Hollyleaf's mindset develops.

She feels responsible for her brothers, in some way. If they do something wrong, she feels like she is the one who is supposed to "clean up their mistakes."

She comes to believe that sometimes it is necessary to hurt, or even brutalize, the people you want to protect.

I'm still working out exactly where I'm going with Lionblaze, but the Fire Scene has been rewritten. Ashfur stops Squilf from pushing a tree over to help her kits get out of the fire, until she reveals the secret to stun him for a moment. Just long enough to push the tree down.

When that happens, Lionblaze charges across it and smacks Ashfur across the face violently. Ashfur runs off at that point; and from then on, it is known that Ashfur tried to kill them.

For all the details of how it's different, check out that link from above. It's Hollyleaf's Character Summary.

But anyway, TL;DR,

Ashfur isn't punished for physically abusing Lionblaze, because Brambleclaw downplays it. This moment is a beat in Hollyleaf's Po3 arc.

#A million things I need to write the outlines for #BB!Po3 #Also I need to reread Po3 #It's been years #Better bones au

[transformers-mosaic]

Transformers: Mosaic #647 - "Con."

Originally posted on June 4th, 2012

Story, Art - Chris Vernon

deviantART | Seibertron | TFW2005

wada sez: Many people were confused by this one, so Vernon explained it at length on the various sites. I’ll just take his explanation from Seibertron: “The idea is that it wasn't G1 Megs that encrypted the Message on the Golden Disk, but instead it was Soundwave. So if the plan worked, which it almost did in Beast Wars, with BW Megs almost killing Prime, Soundwave would have woken up in 1984 with all the rest of Decepticons to find Optimus dead. The story takes place in a larger Universe I'm writing, a mix of G1/2, Furman's Alignemt Story, and ultimately leads to the Cybertron that we find 300 years after the end of the war and the signing of the Pax Cybertronia. The Autobot/Decepticon Assault on the Hub and the Liege Maximo has occurred not long before this, and in that battle, Megatron was killed. With him, any hope of a Decepticon victory in the war faded. So Soundwave sets out to attempt to rewrite history. He leaves an encrypted message on the disk in the hopes that Megatron's image might inspire a descendant to travel back in time and alter the future. Soundwave knows that his own image wouldn't be enough to convince someone to do it - it had to be Megatron's image and voice. After Soundwave has encrypted the message, he kills himself. I've always seen Soundwave as supremely loyal to Megatron. I know that changes in the different TF media, but with the Decepticons about to loose the war anyway, why would Soundwave want to stick around? But if the plan works, history will be rewritten anyway, so he wouldn't have died!” Or, y’know, maybe Megatron just recorded the message.

#Transformers #Transformers Mosaic #Maccadam #Beast Wars #Chris Vernon #cw suicide #Soundwave #Megatron

[the-one-who-lambs]

Which scene from your fics do you like the most? like the one you can most vividly imagine clearly? can you describe it?

I CANNOT JUST PICK ONE but since my mind is on narilamb right now, I think my favorite scene at the moment is from a future chapter in The Risen Lamb and the Fallen God. "Ordinary Happiness is Not Enough" will be an entirely new chapter rather than a rewritten one. I'll keep some specific details to myself for now, but...

Bit o' spoilers below.

Lambert fell first, Narinder fell harder. This chapter is going to take place after Lambert realizes they're in love but before Narinder does.

Though they have the resurrection ritual at their disposal, Lambert had pretty much already come to terms with the fact that their immortal life would be a relatively lonely one. They are a god to their followers, after all, and despite their past attempts to connect with their followers on a more interpersonal level, none of them could fully get past the reverence for their leader. (This is also why, though they accept marriage requests from followers, they've never requested to marry a follower themself-- how could a follower fully distinguish their love for the Lamb from worshipping them as a duty? There has always been an uncomfortable amount of overlap.) Now that they've started to bond with someone who is immortal and on much more equal terms with them than any follower could be, that's suddenly not true anymore. Lambert can't quite fathom the idea that they're getting close to someone who they might be able to keep. This should be a comfort to them, but it ends up becoming more of a source of stress-- even though the two are in the "friends" stage of enemies to friends to lovers here, Narinder still has too many internal dilemmas to confront before he even considered himself capable of love in that way.

So Lambert sees Narinder as their one attainable chance to forge a relationship of equals. They've only recently realized their own feelings. They begin to overthink every interaction they have with him, trying too hard to steer Narinder towards favoring them, and they're not landing.

Lambert eventually snaps due to the stress and lashes out at him-- not for being obtuse, not for being callous, just the tipping point of their own insecurities, culminating in an overreaction to something not too hugely consequential. It gets so heated that Lambert tells him they might as well have just killed him from the start instead of sparing him. They do immediately feel shitty, but in the heat of the moment they're too stubborn to apologize.

Readers of the first installation of RL+FG may remember that Narinder, as a way to avoid confronting his own emotions, goes off on solo crusades. This is the first time he does that. This will later become a repeated occurrence that is extremely distressing to Lambert, because if he dies and they don't find his body to resurrect him... Well, they don't want to consider that possibility. For now, though, Lambert's still fuming. They figure, fine, let him burn himself out and he'll come crawling back here anyway.

What happens on his crusade will not dissuade him from venturing off again, because he's an idiot who's allergic to his own feelings, but he encounters a threat he's not prepared to face. He goes full demogorgon sicko mode but ultimately overestimates his own ability to rise to meet it.

The scene that won't leave my head is the aftermath. Lambert finds him bloody, delirious, on the cusp of death. They're in hysterics. In his delirious state, begins to reveal way too much about himself. He makes an apology and asks forgiveness. They realize at the wrong moment that he thinks he's talking to someone else. They hold each other, bitter and broken and bleeding and yearning in parallel. Lambert tends to his wounds but they have to patch their own themself.

They work the situation out because they want to but mostly because they have to. Lambert stitches his face back together. They've always handled him gently in a way that, more often than not, infuriated him, but this time they treat him as if he'll crumble to dust. It's an uncomfortable process, moreso emotionally to be this close again. They have difficult conversations about trauma and healing, family and forgiveness, the vanishing line between sainthood and sin. They did this to each other. It stays silent, but if it's going to hurt anyway, they'll love each other through it. They already do. Neither wants to think about messing this up, but for a while, they did. It can only get better from here, please, please, please.

(It does. But they both need to have their eternity threatened when almost starts to seem attainable.)

#hannah's rambles #cult of the lamb #There's. ALWAYS that one chapter you look forward to writing. Like I look forward to all of them #But I'm excited for this one specifically. #(the next chapter after that will be a more lighthearted one until Narinder Gets It.) #hannah writes #Yeah sure I'll put this in my writing tag

[vyragosa]

when death stranding leaves a sour taste for having its protagonist say

"i don't feel any different, i still want a place to die, this isn't my home" after 40 hours journey with the player."

and ultimately, gives him a will to live in the very last half-hour, because THAT is how you write a pure climax of a story

the fact that i know in my heart that even when DS2 is very obliviously shaping to be a game about SEVERING CONNECTIONS and the necessary act in an age of hyper-connectivity (+rewritten because of covid) and how spot-on kojima is despite not wishing to predict any future,

even a game about the death of a child happening in perhaps, the first hour, the very first trailer, whatever death awaits and any ritual or even AI and cyborgs being part of it, how the rotting of the UCA continues on,

you know it wouldn't be devoid of love.

[originalcontent]

Models of Time Travel

Not a comprehensive list, nor a mutually exclusive one. Feel free to add on if I’m missing anything major.

Closed Time Loop Model - There is one set timeline that the universe is meant to follow. It cannot be altered, and any attempts to alter it will likely only end up perpetuating it via unexpected consequences. Typically cause and effect are inextricably tied together. Personally, I find this model to be the most satisfying when well executed.

Revisionist Model - One can go back in time and alter events, thus replacing the timeline with one wherein history happened differently. Sometimes the entire reality is rewritten and the time traveler will either vanish or remain behind as a refugee from the prior timeline. Alternatively, everyone for the most part goes back to living their lives but with a few adjustments, a la Back to the Future.

Inevitability Model - One can go back in time and alter events, but the timeline will correct for the adjustments and the overall course of history will always remain unchanged. For example, you go back in time and prevent a murder, only to learn that the would-be-victim dies of a heart attack that very night. Classic predestination.

Paradox Model - The universe follows a set timeline, but time travel itself is revisionist, and the two are incompatible with one another. Take the example of going back in time and killing your grandmother, thus preventing your own birth, thus preventing her murderer from having ever existed. In this system, time travel is not physically impossible but it is often functionally impossible. The new timeline will inevitably be doomed, and so this model will almost always result in a return to the status quo.

Time Tourism Model - Ultimately nothing you do in the past will matter or change anything, so don’t worry about it and just do whatever.

Butterfly Effect Model - Literally anything you do in the past could have drastic and far-reaching consequences that are impossible to predict, so don’t do or touch anything.

Multiverse Model - One can go back in time and alter events, thus creating a new timeline wherein history happened differently, existing concurrently in parallel to the previous timeline. Sometimes convergence or travel between the timelines is possible; in fact it’s often the only proof that there is a multiverse rather than a revisionist universe.

Quantum Leap Model - You aren’t actually changing history at all, but rather are jumping into an alternate timeline wherein history has always been different. Or potentially remaking your own universe. Often this isn’t achieved through classic time travel but through higher level means, such resetting the parameters for your reality, or a making a powerful wish.

Local Time Loop Model - There is a set timeline that the universe is meant to follow. This timeline expects certain actions from you within a certain time frame, and if you fail to perform these actions then the timeline cannot progress as intended, so it sends you back to the start of the day/hour/year/whatever and you get to try again and again until you get it right. Sometimes there’s a person or a piece of technology that’s perpetuating the time loop, sometimes the world will be destroyed and you need to try over and over to save it, and sometimes the universe just really isn’t willing to let you get on with your life until you’re honest about your feelings. Local time loops are revisionist, but it’s usually more the universe forcing you to follow a different course rather than the reverse.

Paradox Space Model - There is a set timeline that the universe is meant to follow. This timeline expects certain actions from you within a certain time frame, and if you fail to perform these actions then you will become doomed, so hopefully another version of you did it better. Imagine that the failed iterations of a local time loop don’t reset but rather follow multiverse logic. In this model, the offshoot timelines don’t continue in parallel ad infinitum. They exist insofar as they can serve to progress the primary timeline, and will eventually cease to exist or be written over once they’re no longer relevant. That being said, even though there is only one true timeline, the others did still occur somewhere and somehow.

Entropy Model - The very act of time traveling at all causes the universe to deteriorate or to behave chaotically. People may start vanishing, natural disasters may occur, the world may fall into disarray. It’s often paired with local time loops or the revisionist model as a limiting factor that keeps one from going back and changing things forever. Often this only occurs if the timeline is doomed, such as if you failed to succeed in your time loop, or if you caused a paradox, and so it can be reversed by doing/undoing the appropriate chain of events.

Uncertainty Model - There is a set timeline that the universe is meant to follow, but there are some grey areas. A subversion of the inevitability model, which acknowledges that certain historical events are set in stone but with the corollary that anything not explicitly set in stone is free game to mess with. You can determine the outcome of various historical mysteries and unknowns by nature of them being mysteries and unknowns.

Free Will Model - For time travel to exist, elements of the past and present must be somehow concurrent, and for free will to exist, that means that people in the past must have equal agency to people in the present. Such is the nature of the rarely explored problem of what if history chooses to rewrite itself, thus destabilizing the present.

Memory Transfer - You send your memory back in time, replacing your previous self. This is typically incompatible with a closed time loop but necessary for a local time loop.

Self Replicating - You send your body back in time, existing simultaneously with your past self.

#ironically even though it's where i got the name homestuck probably isn't the best example of the paradox space model #it has a lot of closed time loop elements and then flat revisionism at the end #middlegame might actually be a better example of paradox space physics although none of you have read it so #it's the middle of the night what am i doing

[rinshiami]

This account is still FRESH and I need M U T U A L S!!! (And or just blogs to follow) Hi, Twitter Refugee here. Brief Intro: My name is Rin (Not my real name, it is inspired by Rin Okumura). I go by She/Her and They/Them (usually She/Her). I am an adult, and I am a self taught artist living in the US. I am currently obsessed with Mob Psycho 100 (previously with My Hero Academia, and even longer ago, Attack on Titan Season 1).

Interact if you enjoy and or post any of the following:

Mob Psycho 100

My Hero Academia/Boku no Hero Academia

Soul Eater

Blue Exorcist/Ao no Exorcist

Demon Slayer/Kimetsu no Yaiba

Pokemon (My favorite Pokemon is Lucario, and favorite type is Ghost)

Okami (My favorite game of all time)

ToonTown (Preferably Rewritten as opposed to CorprateClash)

Super Smash Brothers (Brawl - Ultimate, Melee is OK)

Resident Evil (Particularly 1 - 3, or 4)

Rhythm Heaven (I love pretty much any rhythm game)

Back to the Future (My favorite movie of all time)

Super Mario Bros AND The Legend of Zelda Series (Specifically Paper Mario 64/TTYD and Wind Waker) And if you're an artist I'd love to be moots~! Particularly furries and their fursonas welcome, here is mine:

Thank you for checking out my post and perhaps my page as well~!!❤️💜

#this is gonna have so many fucking tags #twitter refugees #looking for mutuals #looking for moots #find blogs #anime #manga #video games #artist #artist on tumblr #furry #fursona #furry art #mob psycho 100 #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #blue exorcist #ao no exorcist #soul eater #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #pokemon #okami #toontown #toontown rewritten #super smash brothers #super smash bros #smash bros #ssbb #ssb4

[xsorceressx]

where. his vet clinic who. @ismaelabdel

Her hands were clean, her hands were clean, her hands were clean. Yet, why did they feel anything but? Why did she worry that all who she passed could see the blood that clung to them? That covered her in a way that she was certain would ensure she would never be clean again. The past had been brought back to them, while the future had been left to be rewritten. Nashoba was alive, and she had not killed him. It was one of the many mantras that slipped through her thoughts, as she seemed to walk without any idea to where she was going. Until she seemed to find herself in front of the clinic, until she stood just outside it as she felt the presence of the cambion within it. In that moment, her thoughts shifted from Nashoba to Ismael, to the promise that she had ultimately made him. And the one that she had broken.

There was a hesitation at first, before she drew herself to the door, before she stepped inside and awaited the appearance of the cambion. No words seemed to fill her thoughts, nor did any find their way to her tongue as she took him in. What could she say to him? How could she make right the way that she had failed him?

#interaction. #ismael. #don't mind me giving ya both a no dialogue starter hehe

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Rob Rogers, TinyView.com

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HOW DOBBS IS SHAPING THE 2024 ELECTION

I like going back a few months to see how the experts were looking to where we are now.

Some months back, I watched MSNBC's Steve Kornacke with his "board" comparing winning margins in certain districts, mostly state legislative and congressional, over time. What he was reporting was that Democrats were improving their performance across the board by 5-10 percent, whether they won or lost. You'll note that here as well. This article is a few months old.

But a president's party usually takes a hit in his first midterm. And Biden's approval rating has been underwater for a long while. What gives? Has there been some overlooked event that made Wisconsin's Supreme Court race a blowout for the Democrats. Wisconsin is supposed to be 50/50. What about that Supreme Court race in Pennsylvania 10 days ago? Democrat won handily. BOTH these newly elected justices said they were pro-choice. Is THAT what gives?

KY Gov. Andy Beshear won against an unpopular incumbent governor in 2019 by 0.4%. After Dobbs, he won against Mitch McConnel's choice by 5.0%., running explicitly on choice. Is that the 5% Kornacke surmised about? Who can say for sure?

What this article tells us is that, looking ahead to future elections, we can either listen to the noise (TV, polls, social media) or watch the signals (election results). Sometimes there are unclear signals. But this is not "sometimes". As noted by one Democratic strategist in this article, "the rules have been rewritten, we don't know what they are."

"We're using old benchmarks to try to forecast going forward. And I think what we need to look at is less of the noise and more of signal," he said. "Right now, the noise is [what] you see on cable news, and it's people tweeting all day. The signal, what we should be looking for, are election results. That's what ultimately is telling the story."

Florida's Trumplicans are doing their best to keep any abortion referendum off the ballot. Despite their triumphalism in the wake of DeSantis's big win last year, they know that his 6-week ban (signed without the usual fanfare) has 4 million women mighty anxious. My sense, based on what we've seen since Dobbs, is that whether the referendum is on the ballot or not, Biden should pick up votes in Florida. A switch of 1.7% from 2020 wins Florida for him. If the referendum DOES get on the ballot, we'll know exactly what impact abortion feelings played by comparing its yes votes to Biden votes. Even if the measure does not meet a 60% threshold, and it gets, let's say, 55%, I can't see those voters negating that vote by selecting Trump who himself bragged about ending Roe.

And something similar is happening in Arizona. And, in Nevada's effort to enshrine their right with a constitutional amendment. Just compare the Biden vote to the abortion referendum votes IF they get on the ballot. The major obstacle, it appears, will be whether the state courts put the kibosh on these efforts. Even if they do, Biden is likely to be their proxy vote. Still, especially in Florida, abortion advocates are hard at work, and if they get their chance to vote on the issue, the 60% threshold is likely to be less of an obstacle and more of a challenge to get women and their supporters out to vote. That's good news for Team Blue.

[ABC News via Steven Jennings]

#steve jennings #forced birth #reproductive freedom #ABC News #midterms #election 2023 #women's health #women #Dobbs #Rob Rogers

[johntayjinf]

Sonic & Knuckles Alternate - Miscellaneous Themes/ Jingles (Pt. 1)

So I'm working on an alternate soundtrack for Sonic & Knuckles, in a similar fashion to Leila Wilson (a.k.a. Woofle)'s Sonic 3 Alternate, and what I planned to write includes writing new jingles. I figured it'd be nice to make some documentation here, showcasing drafts and versions of jingles that I wrote. I dunno if I'm re-blogging this to make a re-blog thread though, 'cause honestly that'd be kind of a pain to read through, given how lengthy I usually am in writing like this.

Without further ado, I present to you the jingles (and their drafts) that I've written so far. These may or may not change in the future. Feel free to give me any thoughts.

Title Theme

The first jingle I wrote.

My compositions are different dependent on what music I've been listening to recently, and around this time I was trying to find inspirations through Yousuke Yasui's work, particularly in Mamorukun Curse!; a downwards perspective shoot-'em-up. My earliest inspirations in music was listening to a lot of Yousuke Yasui and other shmup music (and also Toby Fox but that's not important atm), and I obviously can't escape it.

Here is an obvious nod to Bless you! boy (or Bless you! girl but that's obviously rewritten in minor key), and at one point I even changed the drum samples to what Yasui uses. Though, after making it I didn't exactly find this to be favorable, especially since the melody was so cutesy. But at the same time, I thought that it was a pretty good foundation to start, so I kept it.

This leads us to:

Version 2 has instrumentation closer to Sonic & Knuckles', as well as a little Naofumi Hataya influence in it. This also has a decreased tempo compared to Version 1, which made me like it more. Overall, the volume mixing has more polish to it, and fits the tone of the original a liiiittle better. Just a little.

Invincibility

The second theme I wrote.

My plans were that I carry the same motif to the other jingles that had the same, just like what Sonic & Knuckles did with its title theme, invincibility theme, and 1-up jingle. The next few jingles have a heavy Virtua Racing Deluxe influence, partly because of the SHC '22 ROM hack Sonic & Johnny and partly because "racing" is also part of the Sonic experience, so in a way this is kinda clever.

While it's decent, this version of the invincibility theme felt like it was going too fast, which I didn't like one bit, and it barely fit the 20 second period of invincibility. I was making the decision on whether I flesh it out more or make a new track instead, and I ultimately decided to do the latter.

I just rewrote this one today. It obviously is yet another homage to Takenobu Mitsuyoshi's Lap 3 from Virtua Racing Deluxe. idk about you but personally I like making references here and there in my music (unless if I was coincidentally capable of writing original music one day). This actually came out better than I expected.

The loop is a bit awkward since 1) I don't usually come by invincibility monitors in the game so I thought it wasn't too important to loop to the beginning and; 2) because I don't suck at the game so I don't particularly need invincibility either way, but at least I tried.

I intend to carry the influence of Virtua Racing Deluxe into other jingles as well.

1-Up

The third jingle I wrote.

Initially I thought I'd go with a more traditional styled 1-up jingle; a more orchestral focused one before I made the decision to take on the Virtua Racing Deluxe influence. I decided to give this a Rocket Knight Adventures feel but I felt it was out of place with the other jingles (so far). I of course, reworked it.

This takes influence from Takenobu Mitsuyoshi's Select B.G.M., notably heard in Sonic Megamix V3(~V4 I think?). No extra comments here.

All tracks are made with tildearrow's furnace tracker.

-End entry.-

#sonic & knuckles #sonic the hedgehog 3 #sega mega drive #sega genesis #sega #chiptune

[darklydeliciousdesires]

Beyond the Blood Tie - An Angel Reyes/Original Character Story.

So, besties! I’m throwing you all in at the deep end and presenting the first chapter of my rewritten story! For those who didn’t see my post yesterday, it’ll be a vampire Angel and EZ themed fic, set in a slightly dystopian world just under 100 years into the future. If that sounds like something you’re down for, well, come on in and read it! I’m going to forgo the chapter unlocking for the first couple of parts, just to ease you into the new world I’ve created (well, not really new as I wrote the original version of this over ten years ago) but as always, your feeback is hugely appreciated. I’m going to sit here chewing my nails to bits, waiting on comments, hahaha!

Oh, and just to note, you’ll notice that the timeline is slightly off in how it doesn’t line up with the period of time Mayans MC is actually set. I could have changed this, but it would have thrown a lot of the story out of whack, so I just left it as was. Suspend that disbelief, y’all! xD Also, I’ve borrowed a little vampire lore here and there, a bit from Bram Stoker, a bit from Charlaine Harris, as well as creating my own! 

So, without further ado, I’ll hand you over to Edie, our new OC. She’s very chatty...

Words - 5,960

Tag list - In the comments. Please DM to be added/removed

Warnings - 18+ content throughout. Minors DNI!

Edie's POV

Greetings! So, my name is Edie Bailey, I'm a twenty-eight-year-old resident of Las Vegas, Nevada and for this portion of the story at least, I shall be your narrator. So, sit back and get yourself comfortable, because I have a whole lot to explain. The year is 2101, and much has changed, while eerily remaining similar to how things were one year into the new millennium. Two large parts of the planet suffered a setback, if you will. Or more accurately, a completely catatonic disaster that wiped out an estimated two hundred million people from the face of the earth. I know, like something out of the movies, isn’t it? Humanity never thought it could happen, but, well, you know where that sort of thinking leads you to.  

What’s that about the last thing you ever think could happen, actually happening? Bingo. You’re with me now.  

We're steadily getting back on our feet again, we've only just in the last fifty years managed to construct and establish some kind of functioning civilization. A terroristic fraction, angry at the West was behind the massive and simultaneous biological warfare attack on all the major cities across Europe and the USA in 2001. There was apparently a covert operation on a massive scale, one which was ultimately behind the canisters of slow seeping gas that were secretly planted across any major public place you could think of, all with enough of the virus within to infect the hundreds and thousands of people passing through them per day. They were simultaneously detonated at the same time; July 11th, 2001 was when it started.  

Places such as airports, train stations and more importantly, areas housing people of political or royal importance - if direct clandestine access couldn't be gained to where they resided - all came under attack. Some terrorists were sleeper agents, and managed to successfully infiltrate these places of high importance and power. The queen of England was infected by one of her own ladies in waiting, a sleeper who'd been planted there over a year before, apparently.

Not that it mattered much, the exact locations the canisters were planted in, with the rate the D11X virus spread and the effect it had on people. Hospitals in every major city of the affected continents began seeing record numbers of patients admitted, all with the same symptoms. It has been recorded that they suffered what as akin to severe flu, eventually and quite quickly perishing from it, but yet hours later after being shut into the morgue, out they climbed again. People knew they had trouble on their hands when they began figuring these dead, yet alive again people had an unquenchable hunger for humans.

Oh yes, you got it. Zombies, or something like it. Whatever they are, they're the undead, and they'll eat you. We call them the reanimated. Well, not anymore since there's none left now. We have another group of undead to thank for that, said undead being the vampires who came and ate them. Okay, so not so much ate them as apparently, a vampire cannot drink the blood of the dead or they’ll die themselves (I think, at least, but don’t hold me to that as I’m not a wealth of knowledge where vampire lore is concerned) but they sure made fast work out of killing them. This had little to do with any feelings of kinship these former human, now immortal night hunters had towards us. They simply saw their life source being depleted drastically, and knew they needed to step forward out of the shadows and reveal themselves to the main part of society.

It turns out that vampires have existed literally in the shadows, within the darkest fringes of our world, seeped in myth for the most part, since time began. They did that by having secret keepers, humans who let them feed of their blood in return for protection offered by the vampire. These families were ancient and trusted, but as time moved on vampires found others, people who believed the myth to let them feed from.  

Of course, they also hunted ruthlessly and attacked other people for their life source, their precious blood without question or mercy. They are vampires, after all. Naturally, those people were dismissed as crazy, vampire fetish freaks and no one believed that they'd had an erotic or otherwise encounter with a vampire, who of course back then were just a thing of make believe. They were a horror character utilised by the likes of Bram Stoker, and nothing more. But yet after the infection of the Western population at large, they emerged, and like I say, they began to help us with the less amiable living dead. You can at least say 'no thank you' to most vampires if they ask to feed from you, and they'll respect your stance. Seriously, they're not all bad. However, a lot of them are dangerous and unhinged, and they don't like humans at all. I guess they have good reason not to.

After the virus broke, well, lawlessness abounded, with so many people wiped out. There was no one to answer to, there were suddenly no rules to obey. It was the law of the Wild West, literally. Over here, we had very few remaining police and military, and no government at all. Sleeper agents got them too, as I’m sure you can imagine. It was very much kill or be killed in some places as I gather, and learned at school... when I showed up there.  

Our world, it's really different to how it used to be according to law. That brings me round to why the vampires got pissed at humans. The new authority in place in the world as it is now is not one of jail time, community service or fines, but one of corporal punishment, and vampires are included in that with their own set of laws introduced by our new powers that be. Trying to tell a powerful, cunning and highly intelligent creature who could kill you within a blink of an eye how he or she must behave is like walking up to a lion, punching it in the face and expecting to keep your hand afterwards. It really isn't going to work well for you, and it didn't. Vampires objected greatly to it, until, that is, their own political movement came forward and negotiated with ours, agreeing to our terms in exchange for being allowed all the same other rights as humans. That was agreed, and that part of the deal is what pissed off the humans.

Yeah, everybody got pissed for a while back there!

At present, things are still a little frosty, but for the most part vampires and humans co-exist without too much incident, and if there is, well it's because some vampires are kinda crazy. Not just in the blood sucking way either. I've been told by my friend, Sasha that they're the most amazing lovers on earth, mind blowing, I believe she described the two she's had sex with as. Apparently, they fuck for hours on end. As much as the sexual longevity is appealing, I don't know. There's something about them that's very unnerving. You can feel the deadness in them, and it always makes my heart pound nervously. This happens especially when they look at me, which they often do as of course my accelerated heartbeat is audible to their bionic ears. Fear = vampire bait. Apparently, it’s quite thrilling for some of them, to feed from you when you’re terrified. Now do you understand my reservations? I’d like to think that you do.

It's like, I can pick up on this void inside them, this lifelessness that of course they have. I dunno, they're alright, but they freak me out a bit. I can't let them either, because of my job. I know I'm going to get one in my chamber sooner or later, to exact their designated punishment upon. That, folks, is exactly what I am. A punisher by trade, or punishment enforcer, the correct title is. I am someone who essentially tortures those who have committed violent crimes. Now, I think I need to just stop a second and explain this all to you. Back before the disaster, of course if you broke the law you were punished with community service, a jail sentence or the death penalty, depending on the nature and severity of your crime. Not anymore in the USA, the jail part, at least. We don't have enough criminals to fill a jail, let alone the economic resources to keep them all fed and housed.

When the country was just getting back onto its feet, most of our current authority was formed by last surviving military men, men who when the disaster first broke were the ones who began the defence against the reanimated, those who built shanty towns and the first communities to house those who weren't infected, and to look after people, make sure the kids were schooled by someone, that food and water were divided fairly and equally. It was such a different time, such a changed world, you have to understand. They fought against all the lawlessness too, the looters, those who wanted to capitalise for themselves upon the disaster, those who went wild. I remember the stories my grandfather told me as a child about the old days, the lost years of America, as they were known. It was absolute fucking carnage, to be blunt.

With no government, it was solely these military men to keep the peace, those who became the figureheads of their towns, the men everyone trusted and went to with a problem. They were the ones to decree that to end the madness, they had to mean business and so therefore chose punishments akin to the old saying of an eye for an eye. What you do, you get back suitably. You beat someone, you're beaten. You rape someone, it is made sure you will physically never rape anyone again, you rob someone and you're then forced to work off your debt doing whatever the person you robbed wants you to do, and so on. It works like that, and it's very successful. Crime is down on what it was when the disaster broke, and even what it was before then, too. Us punishers, we we're good at what we do, and I've personally been doing this for ten years now.

Before that I was just another street punk kid who wound up getting exactly what she deserved and being punished herself, but whose nerve, and also stupidity and bravery in fighting back against her punisher were noted. Apparently, I had balls to do that, to lash out when I was being given my sentenced punishment that I should have just taken without question. Eventually, I got bound at the legs too, so I couldn't do as I had been doing and swinging up on my wrist shackles to kick my punisher straight in the face. After I was released, they told me I needed a career to keep me on the straight and narrow and offered me the chance to go through training to do the job I do today.

It's not like I was some ultra-hard, tough little street fighter girl. I knew how to handle myself, I was a nomadic kid and that was about it. I got good with my fists after a neighbour of ours taught me to box and good with my feet when he also introduced me to kickboxing. He knew I was having a hard time at home, but he couldn't intervene out of fear over what'd happen to him. My parents weren't nice people, and they were racist people, too. Vic, the guy who taught me how to box, is black, so you can imagine how that would have gone down with Mr and Mrs Prejudiced. My parents never knew I hung out with him because they didn't much care about where I was. They were too busy getting caught up in their own drama. Anyway, enough about that, back to Vic, because he is one awesome man.

I'm still in touch with him, in the end he was more of a father to me than my own was before I left home. I'm not going into that, why I did. I'll leave it for later, you'll find out at some point. Anyway, Vic taught me a lot about life, certainly more than any classroom with the same teacher from four to seventeen years old (remember, the population did sink a lot so there were a lack of teachers, even though people are breeding like crazy to get it back up again, and so far so good) and as I mentioned, he also taught me the art of boxing. He made me fast on my feet and even quicker with my fists. It made up, and still makes up for the fact I missed most of school, and so don't have any qualifications. I don't consider myself as intelligent as I'd like to be, but I'm reasonably smart because I read and because I have very learned friends. People like Vic, Sasha and my fellow punishment enforcer colleague, Ahmed.

He's had one hell of a hard life, what with being from Arabic descent. That's what they call him here, the mad Arab, despite the fact he's from Michigan. He served in the military; or rather this day and age's form of it, and his main job of course apart from defence was to help eradicate the living dead problem. A lot of civilians didn't trust him, despite the accent telling them otherwise, that he was an American citizen. That's why he left and came to do this in the end, he got too pissed off at the constant stereotype that he was a terrorist, when he hated the Eastern extremists who did this to us all those years ago just as much as anyone else did. He's received the same all his life, purely because of his blood. When he was seventeen, someone stabbed him in the eye because of it, meaning he just has one now and a patch over the socket where the other used to be.

He's a formidable looking man, standing at six feet seven, and looking like he's been carved out of rock, a rough black beard that trails into a long point at his chin, and one brilliant green eye. His black hair touches his waist, and he looks a little like a long dead actor who was reasonably famous, pre-virus outbreak, called Jason Momoa. Well, like the Arabic version of him, at least. The darker skin he has with that one bright eye makes him very attractive, even though it took a while for him to see that. Before he learned how to handle himself, he got torn up pretty bad. His face is scared right down the right side where he lost his eye, and he's covered in a collection of scars all over the muscular body he now sports too. ‘I look like a fucking character from the old street fighter games, believe me, no one wants to fuck that.’ That's what he told me once, when we were sinking a few whiskies after work.

So, my reply to that was to take him back to my house, and fuck his brains out all night. Damn, he showed me one hell of a big reason why women would fall all over themselves to date him. He's hung like a beast, and fuck, that colossal cock of his made me cum so hard, I could barely close my legs afterwards. Ever since then, we've mentioned it here and there but always in a jokey way (him – ‘Edie, you can't lie to me girl, my tongue's been in your pussy’) but there's nothing there between us. We're great friends who enjoyed a great fuck once upon a time; it goes no further than that. Speaking of Ahmed…

"I'm going to get it, one day," he vouches, as we sit on the roof of Correctional Department (or CD for short) where we work. I love the way they try and make it sound civilized, what we do. To be fair though, it has one hell of a success rate as a deterrent. We see very, very few re-offenders after they've had the crap beaten out of them for their designated length of time.

"I still maintain you need a slingshot," I gesture, pointing at his hand before taking a bite of the large cheese baguette I'm holding. The building opposite, like many others, remains boarded up and desolate. Even after a hundred years, there still aren't enough people to necessitate as many facilities as there were available to the people pre-lost years. Because of the massive set back, our technology in this day and age is also one hundred years behind. We might as well be in 2001, because that's all we know before time stopped and survival took over. Apparently, after the disaster, it took fifteen years for America to regain power alone.

He picks up another brick and hurls it through the air, striking the chimney and taking a big chunk of it away. "Nah, no sling shot needed, look see I got another piece right there." Some people choose to seek sustenance on their break, and some people hurl bricks. I suppose he's doing the wreckers who will move in next week a favour, since the former hotel is about to be torn down. Needless to say, the need for hotels specifically still really isn't as big as it once was. A lot of people haven't really wanted to visit America over the last century, as you can imagine. I mean, it is getting better now, now we're actually rebuilding and life is carrying on almost like it was back in 2001, except with the differences you'll notice I've mentioned, and will keep mentioning.

"Does anyone know what'll be built there yet? There are no development signs displayed or anything, which is odd," I comment, while my friend finally tires of brick hurling and parks his bulk down next to me on the edge of the roof.

He scratches his beard, picking up his soda and taking a swig. "I think I heard Wilson say something about a big hypermarket, some Chinese company or something who brought up most of Vegas." Ahhh, yeah. That'd make sense. China saw it as a massive opportunity for them to become an exceedingly richer country by buying up a lot of land, helping us regain our currency and financial feet once more, and also having access to things too, like stores, banks, medical care and transport, you know, the very fundamentals that our people were without access to for over thirty years after the disaster. It took that long to wipe out the majority of the undead, same as in Europe. Things over there are a hell of a lot better now too, so much so that my friend Sasha and I have even spoken about visiting London or somewhere like that on vacation next year.

We're able to travel again because of the Chinese, who began to migrate over here around seventy years ago, seeing the mess that'd been left behind as a massive opportunity for them to flourish. We thank them for it, even though they've blatantly profiteered upon our misfortune, because they've helped rebuild our country into one that has begun to move forward again. We're still not as technologically advanced as they are, but it'll come to us in time. They're not about to make things that easy for us now and share their technology, are they? Profits can still be made, and until our system is strong enough to support itself, Chinese investment will continue to drive the economy.  

Of course, the disaster had massive knock-on effects all around the world. Obliterating America and Europe will do that, you'll tend to find. Because of the disaster, our world has only made limited progress. Sure, countries not affected by the disaster directly (i.e. the countries and continents who escaped the virus being released there) did continue to move along and progress more than we did, but it's still been limited. Even the East themselves suffered greatly without us, the very people that their fundamentalists wanted to infect out of existence.

When you take out Europe and America though, two places that were the pioneers and driving forces of so much (politics, the world economy, sciences, medicine, human rights, I could go on) the effects will be felt further afield. The only reason China are so ahead are because they've invested billions of dollars into the USA and reaped the financial rewards over the last couple of decades because of it. I suppose you're wondering why no other countries came to the aid of us and Europe at the time of the disaster, aren't you? They feared reprisal attacks, so that is why it was such a desolate wasteland here, and within Europe too, for so very long. China was massive enough not to be worried, and they were right not to be.  

Are you still with me, guys? I know, I know. It’s a whole lot to take in. Go make yourself a coffee, you’re doing great!  

"I can't wait until we finish, I swear. I'll come to the bar for one drink and that's it, I'm picking up some fried chicken and heading home to eat it in bed and then sleep for many, many hours. Fuck more decorating," I tell Ahmed, lighting a cigarette after finishing my food.

"So, your redecoration project is being handled with nothing less than mammoth gusto, then?" he asks, finishing his soda, flattening the can and hurling that towards the roof opposite, too. I guess he’s running low on bricks.  

"Indeed I am, big fella, I can't handle the paint fumes for longer than absolutely necessary. You know me, I don’t abide getting high." He snorts softly with laughter, reaching around me to grab my cigarettes and steal one. I swear, he never buys his own. He’s such a mooch.  

I live in a small bungalow here in Las Vegas, only four blocks away from where my large friend here lives, in fact. I decided to repaint every room, so that's the lounge, bathroom, kitchen and two bedrooms. I'm halfway done, and I started five days ago. Working the graveyard shift here at the CD between the hours of 9pm and 3am means I do have a little more in the way of spare time than most careers allow. We only work for six hours a day because the jobs we do are very physically draining, as you can no doubt guess. It is a little draining psychologically too though, but you harden yourself to it.

If you're like me and Ahmed in nature and believe that all bad people deserve painful punishments, you actually quite enjoy your job. I'm enjoying my current detainee in need of correction, very much so. He was convicted of torturing and then raping three thirteen-year-old girls, so for the last three hours I've been sticking hot pins in his genitals, which he will eventually loose. Our powers that be decreed it best to prevent a rapist from ever, ever living up to that name again. Quite plainly, if you stick your dick in a female who tells you that she doesn't want it, you lose your manhood to us in the end and pee through an implanted tube for the rest of your life. I don't do that bit, though. That part is left to a qualified doctor who will come and take him away once I'm done making sure he's been put through even more pain than he did those children. One hung herself, so I heard.

He tortured them for three days prior to raping them, and he earned himself that time back with me, which will end when my shift does. I'll be glad to see the back of him after the last three shifts I've had with him, and rest easy in my bed over a job well done. I only slept for five hours yesterday, since I got in from work at around 4am, slept until nine and then got up and painted until I had to go run some errands. I don’t sit still nearly as much as I should. Like I said to Ahmed, I'll be having one drink, getting me some chicken, eating it in bed and then going to sleep.

"Edie, time's up with him. I got Mack here to take him down to the surgical suite," Wilson, one of the guards here at the CD tells me after pounding on my chamber door a few hours later in the evening, our doctor with him.

"Would you look at that, time to lose your junk, you raping sack of shit, enjoy." I tell the beaten down waste of flesh in front of me as Wilson comes in and unties him, pushing his reluctant and scrambling form through the door. After that, I wash my hands and face in the small sink in the corner before leaving, shutting off the chamber lights and pulling the heavy door closed, just as Ahmed emerges from the chamber next door and does the same. We then head upstairs from here, up from the bowels of the building and out into the street after climbing the two flights of stairs. Ten minutes later and we're walking into our favourite all night bar.

"What the fuck are you doing here, Miss Abram?" I exclaim upon entering, seeing my closest friend Sasha turn around at the bar and beam.

"Waiting for you, is what! I had a date, it went really well but he had to leave early, so I figured I'd wait around until you inevitably showed up. Hey, Ahmed," she replies, moving to give the big man himself a hug. I like the fact they both get on. It’s nice to have that blend with my two friendship groups.  

"Sup?" he replies, winking at her before ordering me and him a drink. Sasha has some kind of crazy cocktail concoction in her hand already, and how she drinks it, I'll never know. I like my alcohol straight up, not mixed with another three different types, a handful of fruit and load of carbonated, sugary mixer. I'm fussy; literally all I drink is whiskey, coffee, water and milk. Oh, and fruit juice of a morning. Kiwi Crush wakes me up nicely while I'm waiting for my coffee to brew.

"So, tell me about the dude. Alive or dead?" I question, laughing a little when Ahmed snorts in an amused way at my side.

"Dead," she replies, folding her arms and pursing her lips. She's waiting for it.

"Such a fanger, Sasha.” Yep, he delivered exactly what we both expected, shaking his head. He teases her mercilessly about the fact she's trying out dating vampires. A fanger is the slang term for a person who likes being with vampires, basically. He earns himself a fist in the arm for that remark.

"Quiet at the back there, big fella," I warn playfully, giving his long braid a tug as he passes me my drink. "Alright, tell me about the vamp, then?" I then put to Sasha, parking myself on a bar stool and lighting a cigarette. "And why did he have to go early? The night is his daytime, and it doesn't get light for another two hours yet." I add, just as she opens her mouth to talk. I gotta work on this more, my desire to interrupt. It's a flaw of mine. I either talk too much and I interrupt, or I don't say enough. Yeah, I’m a fucking delight, aren’t I? Quick, answer now while I’m quiet!

"Because he needs two hours to travel back up to California before the sunrise, he's working up there a couple of days a week. He didn't elaborate upon what though, but that's a vampire for you. It takes time to get to know them," she informs me, reaching around me and slapping Ahmed on the arm to get his attention and offer him a cigarette.

"Cheers, babe. Hey, get your asses over here! What in the hell happened to you two?" he replies to Sasha, and then shouts to Wilson and Joe, two of our colleagues from the CD who come in looking a little worse for wear.

"Table," Joe grunts, pointing in the direction of where a group of people get up about to leave, Wilson giving me a playful punch in the arm in greeting before we amble over.  

"So, I reiterate. What in the hell happened to you and Wilson?" Ahmed asks, the eyebrow above his good eye arched highly as he takes in a battered looking Joe, who is holding an ice pack to his head.

"A fucking vampire, that's what happened to us. A psychotic vampire to put it correctly, and Edie all I gotta say is thus; I pity you, girl. You're the one who's got to deal with him.”  Oh. great. My time has come. I feel nervous enough around vampires as it is, and I’ve been quietly dreading this day, the day I receive one as a detainee. Now I learn he also happens to be psychotic. Awesome! I hope you can feel my sarcasm here. You should, because it’s dripping off of me.  

"For god’s sakes!" I groan, sinking my whiskey and shouting to Wilson to get me another. Looks like I’m staying for more than one tonight.

"What's he in for?" Ahmed asks, blowing a stream of smoke down his nose, and then wincing as we all do when Joe puts his hand to his nose and gives it a push, growling when the bone cracks and having Sasha being quick with a handful of paper napkins from the table to catch a gush of blood that exits his nostrils.

"Thanks toots, I knew it was broken. Fixed now though," he replies at first, taking the napkins from her and holding them himself, nodding gratefully when Wilson puts a beer down in front of him, swigging back a good, long glug before speaking again. "He's in for murder." Immediately, Ahmed and I share stunned expressions with one another.  

"I beg the hell out of your pardon?” I begin, perplexed. “He killed someone, and he's in the CD?” If you murder, whether you're human or vampire, then you die. End of. This has to be the murder of a human too, or the vampire authorities would have handled it themselves. The only time they don't is when it's a human involved, and then they leave it to us. We follow their guidelines on punishment though, and another vampire has to oversee the proceedings, just as another impartial human (not working for the CD, but for the government, or our version of it since we technically don't have one, we have an authority) has to when we have a human person detained.

"The technicality that the two people he murdered were trespassing on his property in order to try to capture and then drain him, oh and the fact that they shot two of his wolves. That’s what got him off on a correction rather than seeing the sunrise. Also, apparently his creator is a vampire of significance within their hierarchy, she's very ancient and wise, and she stood firm for him over what he did. I was reading the notes after we got him chained up, and she reminded them of the work in taking out the reanimated she'd personally done along with him, and another two vampires in her nest.  

“She also vouched for her word in being punished herself if he was ever to act like this again, and basically, she struck a deal for him. Apparently, creators see their offspring like children, so I suppose you can't blame her since she's technically fighting for her kid, but still, son of a bitch is crazy." Wilson explains thoroughly, flipping a beer mat in his fingers. Drainers, I've heard of those. They're people who acquire vampire blood by shady means, and then sell it on for the high black market price tag it attracts to thrill seekers. I'm unsure what it actually does to anyone who drinks it, though.

"It took six of us to get him moved from the van to the CD. Sorry, Edie. He's all chained up good now, though. We’ve got him bound in silver, so he can't move," Joe then adds, reaching out and giving my arm a squeeze when he sees the slightly daunted expression I must have upon my face. Okay, so I'm strong and I know how to give someone a damn good beating. But if this is a vampire who required six fully grown men to move him in silver graspers and shackles (that's what the police bind them in upon arrest) then what fucking chance do I stand against him if he gets loose?

"Listen, get to work at seven tomorrow and I'll go through everything with you, it'll give you time to read the protocol sheet, and if at any time while you're in there you don't feel up to doing it, well I think allowances can be made since this is your first time having a vampire detainee. We can just send the big fella in here," Wilson offers, while pointing at Ahmed. I know I have to do this, and I know they've probably specifically chosen me because I'm the only member of the eight punishment enforcers who hasn't yet had a vampire detainee, but still, I can't deny I'm a little nervous about this. I'm quite a hardened young woman, too, so that tells you everything.

Sipping his drink, he then continues. "Look, I think I can speak for the three of us when I say we all felt apprehensive before we went in with a vamp for the first time.” He looks to Joe and Ahmed, who both nod in confirmation. "But they're bound solid, they can't hurt you. Just don't get close enough for them to bite you, but if they give you enough grief, you can yank their fangs out anyway, takes a while for 'em to grow again too. You're allowed to do that. You just have to block your ears to anything they say, because they're perceptive and they pick up on things about you very easily on your body language alone, so give nothing away. You'll be fine, Edie. You've been doing this for ten years and you ain't had a vamp yet. It's about time that changed."  

On our evening, or rather early morning continues, with me leaving at somewhere around 4.30am and doing what I said I'd do. Except the takeout place has no chicken left, so instead I settle for a pizza which I then do take home to eat in bed. After finishing it and switching off the old film I was watching (which to me is a new film, since we don't have a film industry at present) I drink a few mouthfuls of water and then settle down to go to sleep.  

I'm usually out like a light in my ultra-dark bedroom (I have heavy drapes to block out the light so I can sleep during the day) after an exhausting evening at work, but this morning I feel restless and nervous. One might say I have good reason to be, too.

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Sky's AU ask game masterlist!

Here's a list of all 55 AUs that appeared in my ask game, including their real name and links to the posts they were in! Feel free to send their numbers again for more snippets or just ask me questions about them!

(Some of these names are placeholders. XD You'll be able to tell which ones.)

The Black Prince - 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

New Beginnings - 1

Guardian Swap - 1 2

Survivor Swap - 1

Shadow the Hedgehog: Restoration - 1

Good King Shadow - 1

My Fanfic World (Nexus) (need a name for this one) - 1

Soon May the Wellerman Come - 1

The Fall of King Arthur - 1 2

The Blind Hero - 1

Memory Lost - 1 2

Hivemind - 1 2

Legacy - 1

Metal - 1 2

The Void - 1

Broken and Whole - 1 2

Little Gremlins - 1 2 3 4 5 6

Mystery - 1 2

Future Families - 1

Angel of Death - 1

Sonic Phantoms (+ Forces Aftermath) - 1 2 3 4

Movie SSS and Game SSS - 1 2 3

Sonic was created with Shadow - 1

Mega Swap! - 1

Sonic is Just Literally the Ultimate Lifeform - 1 2

(Splitting it up because it's too long otherwise)

26. Shadow Biological Parents - 1

27. Deaf Sonic - 1 2

28. Star Dust - 1

29. Mind Merge - 1 2

30. Actually Dead AU (I NEED TO RENAME THIS ONE, THIS NAME IS TAKEN) - 1 2

31. Sonic 3M AU - 1

32. A Ghost of Who I Used to Be - 1 2

33. The Best Years of Our Lives - 1

34. Father, I wanted to Make You Proud - 1

35. Masks - 1

36. Adventures in Moebius - 1

37. Alter-Egos - 1

38. Shadow has Celiac now :) - 1

39. Sonic is a manipulating hypnotizing little jerk :) - 1

40. SONIC IS BLIND - 1

41. Gone Wrong - 1 2 3 4

42. The Unleashed Thing I Had a Dream About - 1

43. Spirits AU - 1

44. IDW Issue 19 Rewrite - 1

45. SA2 Shadow's Sacrifice Rewritten - 1

46. To Make It Right - 1

47. Awakened - 1

48. Impostor Syndrome Mini Sequel - 1

49. Shadow the Hedgehog: Origin - 1

50. Fruits Basket Sonic yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee - 1

51. Scourge: Fanfilm - 1

52. Sonic and the Avengers??!! - 1 2 3 4

53. Shadow Whipple Story :D - 1

54. Immortals - 1

55. Sonic's Choose Your Own Adventure Story - 1

#that took so long oh my goodness #but there you go! #now you can easily read through all my snippets without having to search for everything like I did #Sky Queen #Sonic the Hedgehog #Sonic AU #ask game