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notcorrect-persona5 · 3 years

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Ryuji for that character thing! If you haven't had him already

Ryuji!! I already know this is gonna be a long one.

Favorite thing about them

He has one of the biggest, kindest hearts in the Persona universe. Once he found out why Makoto was blackmailing them, he forgave her almost immediately. Despite not having a lot himself, he spends money feeding Yusuke (which I will talk about in my headcanons). He tries to befriend and include Mishima because he knows he doesn’t have any friends. He is always hyping up and complimenting the other phantom thieves (have you heard his dancing lines?)

Least favorite thing about them

I don’t like the number of times he is written OOC in the game, particularly when it comes to pervertedness. Before I go on, this isn’t me ignoring his flaws. Character flaws are extremely important. Without them, a character is no longer interesting or even likable. One of my favorite persona characters is Yosuke who doesn’t exactly have the cleanest mind, so I’m not saying Ryuji isn’t perverted because I don’t like it. I’m saying it because I honestly don’t think he is.

Yes, Ryuji likes girls, but he isn’t gross about it. The only times I can recall this behavior is in two anime cutscenes towards Ann for comedic relief (side note: he didn’t realize what the maid service actually was. He genuinely thought they were just ordering a cute maid to do housework). Ryuji has so much respect for Ann, and he knows what she’s been through. He would never ever do anything like that- no matter how close they are.

I think what happened is the writers didn’t write a character who could make those kinds of jokes (except maybe Ren who is a silent protagonist), so when they wanted to make one of those jokes they chose Ryuji because he’s “the best option.” Morgana is lowkey a feminist, and, you know, a cat, so it would be a little weird coming from him. And then there’s Yusuke who lectured two girls for asking to hangout. ATLUS knows how to write a “likable pervert.” We’ve seen it with Yosuke. They could have given this trait to Ryuji, and I would have been fine with it. The problem is, they didn’t, making those scenes awkward and uncomfortable.

Favorite line

“I can’t think and flex at the same time.”

brOTP

Ren Ren!! Based on his dialogue options to characters like Ann and Sumire, I think Ren finds the super cheerful and energetic personality a little overwhelming, yet Ryuji, who is the loudest and brightest sunshine child out there, doesn’t bother him, and if that’s not the sweetest thing-

OTP

RyuAnn is so cute. Normally I don’t like shipping characters who are just best friends, but I love them together.

nOTP

I don’t really have one. He’s kind of shippable with everyone. Like any ship I see with him I’m like “I don’t think it, but I can see it.”

Random headcanon

He buys Yusuke food and tries to keep Jagariko on him. A lot of the time when Yusuke talks about being hungry or not having money for food Ryuji offers to take him out to eat or pay. In a manga, he said he didn’t have any Jagariko on him implying he usually does.

This is a popular one, but I think he dyed his hair blond back in middle school when ann was considering dying her hair black. It doesn’t make sense for him to dye it as a way to embrace his new reputation as a delinquent. He hates that reputation so much. Yes, he accepted it, but I don’t think he wants to add any unnecessary fuel to the fire.

He and Yusuke are roommates in college!

Shiho, Ann, and Ryuji were a trio in middle school.

He has insomnia. There are so many times throughout the game when he mentions not sleeping for literal days.

There’s very little that Ryuji does that annoys Ren; however, I know Ryuji has taken Ren’s glasses off his face and put them on himself. It’s such a Ryuji thing to do.

The girl at the convenience store who gave the chocolate to Ryuji on Valentine’s Day? It wasn’t pity chocolate, and they date sometime during third year or after high school.

This is also a popular one, but I think the reason why he isn’t a very good dancer in Dancing is because of his leg injury. He usually does very basic dance moves with his feet, and his dances focus more on his hands.

He sees Mishima sitting alone at lunch their third year of high school, and forces him to sit with them.

Unpopular opinion

His whole “fame thing” wasn’t that bad. While I don’t think it’s a good mindset to have, he never did or said anything harmful as a result of it. He was just annoying. Ryuji has extremely low self-esteem. He has been beaten down his entire life, physically and emotionally. The only thing he thought he was good at was track, and that didn’t turn out well for him. Finally, he’s doing something incredible, but nobody knows about it. He’s proud of his work as a phantom thief, and he wants to tell people. He also wants people to recognize how awesome he is and give him some sort of validation. He doesn’t feel loved, and he thinks it’s his fault. Now he has something that he knows would make others like him. I don’t understand why he gets so much crap for it when in-game he recognized his that behavior was wrong, why it was wrong, apologized, and said he would work to be a better person.

Song I associate with them

Travel Song from Shrek The Musical lol. It’s literally the Hawaii trip. Shrek is Ann, and Ryuji is Donkey.

Favorite picture of him

Also this portrait. His smile makes me want to smile

#asks #not a quote #ryuji sakamoto #ann takamaki #ren amamiya #ryuann #yusuke kitagawa #makoto niijima #yuuki mishima #the phantom thieves #akira kurusu

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coldshrugs · 3 years

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thank you for this blessed template, @possumsunshine. this was so fun and cute, i couldn't resist after seeing it on my dash 💗

pulled a couple of answers from oc asks i've done recently because oof this got long.

QUICK READ OF YOUR DETECTIVE

Name: alma greene

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: bisexual

Love interest: mason

Best friend: felix but also nate

Main skill: science/tech

Secondary skill: people/psychology

Main personality trait: tied for impulsive and sarcastic

Secondary personality trait: stubborn

Why did they join the Wayhaven PD?: she’s not a detective, but science skills

Relationship with Rebecca: very close, even with absences, but waning

Relationship with Bobby: college friend, currently hates him

Verda or Tina?: both

Murphy bite?: wrist

Murphy’s fate?: at large, babyyy

Rescue LI or Rescue Sanja?: sanja

GENERAL

Name: alma eloise greene

Nickname: sweetheart/space girl by mason; sweetie by rebecca

Birthday: june 12th

Age: 29

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: bisexual (demiromantic??)

Hair color: dark brown

Eye color: dark brown, nearly black

Height: 5’1”

Piercings: ears, former nostril piercings

Tattoos: a small snail on her right arm, super cartoony spaceship and tractor beam over the words “i want to believe” on the back of her left calf

Clothing Style: “modern” i guess, according to the game. tbh i usually describe it as “too old to be an e-girl but too cute to care.” bleached denim, dark plaid, graphic crop tops, black vans or converse, thigh-high tights, etc etc

Apartment Style: cozy. did she find it on the side of the road or goodwill or an estate sale? if not, it’s probably not in her apartment.

STATS

Personality:

Charming | Intimidating

Impulsive | Cautious

Sarcastic | Genuine

Friendly | Stoic

Easygoing | Stubborn

Traits:

Heart | Mind

Optimist | Pessimist

Team Player | Independent

Skills:

Main Skill: science/tech

Second Skill: people/psychology

By the Book | Bend the Rules

KEY DECISIONS

Reason for joining the Wayhaven PD: alma is wayhaven’s only forensic analyst because i refuse to let my black oc be a cop

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ in-game, she’s 100% there for her scientific prowess.

Murphy bite: Wrist | Neck | None

Murphy’s Fate: Captured | Escaped

Rescued: Love Interest | Sanja

ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIP

Love Interest: mason

Why them?: on a meta level: oh no he’s hot

but alma’s reasoning is that he’s very upfront about what he wants in the beginning and she’s never been pursued in such a way. It’s a bit of a rush and an ego boost for her at first. but mason’s loyalty very quickly becomes the steadiness alma’s been missing for most of her life and she latches on to that. she’s not had someone so dependable around in… well, ever. and her physical attraction becomes emotional VERY quickly.

Bold, shy, or mixed?: shy until they sleep together, then a mix of bold and genuine afterward.

What were their first impressions of each other?:

alma on mason: thought he was super attractive but that was quickly pushed aside by “holy shit, this guy’s an ass.” she thinks he’s an uncooperative jerk that only cares about himself for quite a while, honestly. she asks him along for things she wants to do alone precisely because she thinks he’ll be the most likely to just stay out of her way. she’s surprised by his attitudes and opinions, and her incorrect assumptions about them, during those times.

mason on alma: would never, ever, ever admit that his first thought upon meeting Alma was simply “cute.” he quickly found parts of her to assess individually. those first few days were mostly spent appraising her physical attributes and watching her back when she needed it. mason did find her funny right away, but he wasn’t willing to trust someone new, regardless of that person being their handler’s daughter or not.

What do they find attractive about each other, mentally or physically?:

alma on mason: his eyes, freckles, and every single version of his smile. his decisiveness, differentially, and willingness to stab as a warning.

mason on alma: her hair tbh, there’s just… a lot of it. her hips, her eyelashes. He also likes her adaptability, sense of humor, and the warmth she gives with no expectation of reciprocation.

What do they do to spend time together?: lots of stargazing, lots of watching tv very quietly and making fun of the storylines they don’t understand until they get bored and make out instead, walking around the quieter parts of wayhaven or taking late-night drives.

What is their favorite memory together?: i like to think mason finds the carnival photo of them after the place has been sacked and gives it to alma sometime later. both the taking of the photo and the giving of it are very fond memories for both of them.

What are their love languages?: touch, quality time.

How do they handle being apart from one another?: badly. mason absolutely hates it after a time. if alma’s out of town, he’s in her apartment with the excuse of feeding her cat, but it’s 100% just to sleep in her bed and be around all the things that make her, her. alma does a little better. she’s used to having folks sort of come and go and come again, but she gets almost hyper-insecure?? it’s nothing she’d admit openly, but she’s second-guessing herself in totally unrelated aspects of her life until they’re reunited.

Do they argue? How do they handle arguments and disagreements? How do they make up?: they don’t necessarily argue, but they disagree with the intent to problem solve. alma is pretty flexible and as long as she can understand why someone might feel the way they feel, she’s willing to hear them out or go along with their plan. if an argument does get out of hand, they need space from it for a while. they each have places to retreat for those times, and they wait for the “hey” text to come through to know it’s time to talk about it.

What does their future look like?: alma becomes a vampire two years into their relationship. they move into a quiet, old house on the edge of town until the whole team moves elsewhere. mason has to get used to having a cat because october has several years left in him. they don’t get married, but they’re inseparable.

Anything else you’d like to share: in the time before alma turns, mason learns to perfect making grilled cheese because it’s what alma craves when she’s not feeling well. He makes the grilled cheese then he immediately showers to get the smell off him but he makes it regardless.

BEST FRIEND RELATIONSHIP

Best friend: depending on the playthrough it swaps between felix and nate, but felix feels more in character

Why them?: alma loves felix’s sense of adventure and nosiness. Most of all she loves that he won’t judge her for pulling the same shit every now and then.

What were their first impressions of each other?: alma was super thrown off by that hand kiss. “who the fuck is this mischief-maker?” while nate was very kind and warm, felix (surprisingly) was the UB teammate that really humanized the rest of the team for alma. he’s fun and genuine and wants everyone else to be happy together. felix was incredibly interested to learn more about alma, as a human, as his boss’s daughter, and then as a friend when she readily accepted the supernatural and, by extension, him as a vampire. The fact that she’s easily flustered or surprised really works in his favor because he lives for being the most shocking person in the room.

What do they do to spend time together?: they share music, they dance, and they text A LOT. lots of memes, lots of “what does [x] mean?” “oh nice” “[proceeds to use the thing they just learned incorrectly]”. they also compare and share hair products.

Anything else you’d like to share: they each have a tamagotchi named after the other (baby felix and baby alma) and they compete to see who can keep theirs alive the longest. everyone loses.

OTHER RELATIONSHIPS (Feel free to go in-depth!)

Relationship with Rebecca: oof okay. alma seeks rebecca’s approval and depends on her for a sense of safety and “stability.” in some ways, she wants to be exactly like her mom: strong, independent, unbothered, worldly. but a lot of that shatters the longer alma works professionally with rebecca and with the revelations surrounding rook. alma sees how much rebecca uses her as a crutch, projects her perceived failures onto alma’s life, and over-shelters her.

Relationship with Rook: alma doesn’t remember him and tries not to think of him often or fondly or at all BUT she has so many of his things. his flannels, his detective badge, his ancient comic book collection (which is the only reason she has her own). she has his eyes and his impulsive streak, his care for people of all varieties. she IS rook’s daughter and she ignores that fact so it doesn’t hurt her.

Relationship with Bobby: they used to be very close, slightly flirty friends but there’s no way in hell alma can trust him now. (i originally had bobby as alma’s ex but it was all getting a little too Bella Swan for me. like bobby, douglas, the werewolves, falk, and mason like????? it was a bit much so bobby’s just an old ex-friend)

Relationship with Verda: alma fucking loves verda. that’s her mentor, that’s her dad friend. she feels a sense of Pride and Accomplishment when she can make verda laugh or impress him in the lab, or both. alma’s fond of spending evenings over his place with eric and the kids, making dinner, or just hanging out.

Relationship with Tina: tina was alma’s first friend as a kid. they lost touch in high school because tina was bubbly and cute and popular, while alma was… not. but the summer before they left for college they ran into each other at a house party and since that reconnection, they’ve been thick as thieves. it was like nothing had changed. tina is a light in alma’s life, and alma lets tina lean into the stranger parts of herself without judgment.

Relationship with the Mayor: thinks he’s a creep and a bad parent.

Relationship with Capt. Sung: appreciates how he prioritizes the town and its people, but thinks he could loosen up a bit.

Relationship with Haley: haley is a couple of years older than alma but they’ve known each other forever. alma admires haley’s work ethic and cheery attitude.

Relationship with Elidor: oh man, alma is absolutely stunned by elidor. he’s beautiful, kind, and knowledgeable. in those early days, elidor is responsible for quite a bit of her supernatural education. alma grills him while he nurses her back to health. her curiosity is refreshing to him.

Relationship with Tapeesa/Vieno: alma thinks vieno is cute and funny, says hi when she sees them around, but they’re not best friends or anything. she can’t shake the thought that they’re basically a fae version of danny devito.

Relationship with Unit Alpha: absolutely smitten with lesedi. she’s never seen a more beautiful woman. tamiko ends up being a pretty good friend. the twins are on her social periphery but alma’s not close with them.

Relationship with the Maa-alused: alma sincerely wants to help them adjust to life in this world and takes that goal very seriously. at the same time she really really wishes falk hadn’t developed this weird attachment to her.

Do they have any other important relationships, past or present? (Relatives, friends, etc.?): YES. i’ve thrown another oc in wayhaven for the express purpose of being The Detective. His name is javi. alma met him in college and they were fast friends. alma convinced him to try out wayhaven after graduation. They lived together for a while and now they, along with tina, can often be seen in the corner booth of chen’s pub.

she was also very close with her maternal grandmother before she died. she was raised by her while rebecca was absent, but i need to develop this more.

her cat, october, whom she’s had for five years. he’s a sweet, mostly black tortie that can hardly meow. alma adopted him as an adult when she got her own place.

PERSONAL BIO

Describe their personality: alma is so open and ready to accept new possibilities. she’s the sort of person that embraces what scares her, finds beauty in it, and loves it intensely. she’s sharp and resourceful. i wouldn’t exactly describe her as hard-working, but she’s knowledgeable about her field and tries to be helpful when she has a goal in mind.

she’s quite tactile. touchy with other people. likes to use her hands for work or hobbies. she doesn’t really mind being alone for long stretches of time but would prefer not to be. she wants others to want to be around her.

she’s also terrible at being honest about her trauma. everything is fine, she’s fine, she doesn’t need to talk about this :) :) :) she will handle the breakdown when it happens and not one second before. also, with quick wit comes uncontrollable sarcasm and it does not always hit well.

Strengths: the only person in unit bravo that knows how to use google

Weaknesses: squishy

Where in the world is their Wayhaven?: super torn here because wayhaven feels inland to me, but i think i’ve finally settled on the north carolina coast but not like the outer banks area. If not there, then maybe virginia, closer to the chesapeake bay.

What is their personal history?: alma is born to rook and rebecca in wayhaven. spends her childhood being raised mostly by her grandmother, idolizes rebecca. academic success comes easily for her; a heavy interest in science leads to a scholarship at a university just far away enough to feel like she’s Leaving The Nest. alma dates a bit in college but she’s the type to end up becoming friends with everyone she sleeps with and romance is difficult for her to cultivate. when she does date, the relationships are short-lived. she returns to wayhaven after school and puts her degree to work in wayhaven’s police department. she wishes she’d applied for a position in the city but craves the comfort (and tbh, the low stakes) of home.

If they weren’t a detective, what would their dream job be?: she’s a forensic analyst and honestly?? it’s a pretty dreamy job for her. she loves being a scientist, loves helping people, and isn’t easily grossed out.

Anything else you’d like to share: has tried to stay overnight in an ikea. did not succeed.

RANDOM FACTS

Zodiac sign: gemini

Hobbies: reading peer-reviewed journals, watching terrible sci-fi, collecting comic books and mugs, thrift shopping

Likes: good hair days, denim jackets, vanilla candles, halloween, unflavored lipbalm, driving at night, that warm “surrounded by love” feeling, snails, fuzzy socks

Dislikes: the lights while driving at night, winter, dry skin, minimalist decor, smudged glasses, being overwhelmed with choices

Drink of choice: white wine usually, white russians if she’s out at chen’s, or shots of jaeger if she’s feeling trashy

Starbucks order: grande flat white with 3 pumps of toffee nut syrup and a sprinkle of cinnamon

Favorite food: a simple, fresh spaghetti pomodoro OR lemon meringue pie

Favorite color: golden mustard yellow

Favorite music: she loves just about everything and it’s heavily dependant on her mood. (this is actually really difficult to think about without feeling like i'm giving her my exact taste in music but here's a little playlist that fits her vibe)

Favorite genre (and favorite movie/book/etc): science fiction or psychological thrillers, but her favorite movie is oliver and company.

Favorite season: fall

Anything else you’d like to share: has a stupid amount of blankets stashed around her apartment. she really does not like being cold.

#alma greene #twc #i uhhh i spent a very long time on this and i'm still like #who is this person #but it's fine it's fine #i can rest

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shadow-scenarios · 4 years

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If the prompt thing is still available, can I get one? Akechi angst with the song meet me on the battlefield by svcrina? Congrats!

This took me back to my 2012/3 Nightcore phase, where I had little knowledge of music.

There are no happy endings on this blog, Anon. Especially with Akechi.

- Nexus.

Meet Me On The Battlefield

Trigger Warning:

Blood ; Violence ; Injuries ; Death ; Gore ; Swearing

Genre:

Angst.

Description:

A battle with Goro Akechi goes horribly wrong. Perhaps becoming his significant other was not the best idea...

When the news had reported the suicide of Akira Kurusu, the Phantom Thieves thought they had won. The plan was coming to fruition & even Akechi had fallen for their trap. No one could prevent them from reforming society, or so they had so foolishly thought. Shido’s Palace was a long haul but they were progressing steadily. Obtaining the Letters of Introduction was exhausting & yet there was something not quite right. It was almost as though they could feel someone watching them. Perhaps it was merely the presence of Shadows that brought them onto high alert but a gut feeling kept telling them that it was incorrect.

Dispatching of the supposed cleaner, Fox handed over the Letter to Joker. He seemed confident throughout this exploration but his smile was too tight & his hand slightly shaky. They had noticed but not brought a point to bring it up, as it would merely cause more stress for their leader. Everyone else seemed more intent on serving justice. So when Joker told them that they would be staying on the back lines for the rest of the Palace & to provide guidance alongside Oracle, it was surely a shock. Most of their skills were not in the healing department but they decided it best not to argue. Getting out alive was the priority.

The boiler room was sweltering. Steam rose from the engines & a poignant scent eminated from nearby vents, leaving a bad taste in their mouth. Unpleasantness soon turned to horror as someone dropped from a higher level. Goro Akechi, who was previously their significant other, stood in their way, an indignant sneer as he lectured the others about justice & revenge. Chronostasis seemed to occur as they took a moment to process.

Gone were the features of the detective they had fallen in love with. Insanity danced within his pupils & although they knew he had been the perpetrator of the mental shutdowns beforehand, nothing could prevent the raw emotions as everything began to settle in. Perhaps because they had not seen him directly meant that they had repressed these feelings. Everything they knew was crumbling but one coherent thought was what they managed to cobble together: Joker had known that they would have to fight & that was why he put them on the back lines.

Their internal monologue was interrupted when the battle began & the Shadows began to turn psychotic. Mystified by the appearance of a second Persona, albeit brief, there was much to contemplate. Zoning back into the fight, they improved the defenses of those on the front lines with an item before laying down suppressing fire in order to prevent Mona & Queen from becoming overwhelmed with healing responsibilities. Akechi soon stepped into the fight & they hesitated. They never wanted to cause him harm so they made a conscious decision to focus on keeping the others alive.

His first defeat came all too quickly. The group overwhelmed him with elemental attacks & Joker bolstered their offensive power with Physical moves. Collapsing onto the ground, Akechi had apparently lost. the Phantom Thieves withdrew as they attempted a persuasive route, all for nought. They knew he would not accept, no matter what everyone said to convince him. After all, despite his 180 in personality, he was still unwavering. A true battle began once Loki was summoned & it seemed to not be in their favour.

Everyone was already exhausted from the previous battle & though their attempts to fight & keep each other alive could be considered heroic, the fall of Joker said it all. Though the others had attempted to interpose themselves between the attack, the light eventually left the eyes of the rebel formerly known as their leader.

They did not know what was worse: The fact that Akechi had left them until last or their refusal to harm him. Bodies lay around them & what was once the scent of steam was muddied by the metallic bite of blood. Masks were discarded next to them & most of the others had sustained serious stab wounds that led to pools of blood. Even Oracle had been downed by a stray gunshot, both her outfit & Persona unsuitable for defense. Knelt over the body of Skull, one of the first members to welcome them was where they were positioned as their former teammate approached.

A gun pressed into the back of their head & he laughed, seemingly amused by the turn of events. They simply stared into his reddish-brown eyes apathetically in response.

“ If you’re going to kill me, just do it now. I can’t bare the sight of you, especially after you stole my heart & killed everyone I cared about, ” was all they demanded.

“ It’s your fault for falling for it in the first place, you know. Here I thought you were different from the others... Then you sided with these pieces of shit & their self-righteous sense of justice. Oh well. None of that matters now. ”

Opening their mouth to retort was interrupted by the pull of a trigger. There was no scream of pain, no exhausting fight put up. This was the mercy he spared for his significant other. It was an instant kill & there was no torture, unlike the others who were left to bleed out.

Word Count: 870

Publish Date: 28.10.20

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yamimori · 4 years

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You’re transphobic. Say it and move on.

Alright, let’s have a conversation, @octofox. You don’t seem to understand how trans people work.

1: You are not of different beliefs. Beliefs don’t mean shit, you’re transphobic and you should just say it how it is and move on. Dancing around it like “No no, I promise I accept you!” Only makes you, and us, look bad. Don’t do that shit.

2: “I don’t support LGBTQ+” cool, you can be in the stone age then; while you’re at it, you’re free to take your incorrect opinions and sit in the corner where you belong. People have been gay, trans, and so on since the dawn of time- just because you follow a book that was written BY MAN and has been translated SO MANY DAMN TIMES that nobody knows what the actual meaning of it it is anymore, is not an excuse. Just say you’re homophobic, and transphobic, and move on.

3: Yes, you did DIRECTLY compare alcoholism to being transgender or non-binary. Being an alcoholic is by choice, primarily; you choose to drink, you choose to KEEP drinking. Being trans is not by choice. We do not wake up and be like “ah yes, this dysphoria is ~sexy~ today.” We do not wake up and be like “Ah yes, I love being beaten, harassed, and killed for being this way.” We do not wake up and DECIDE we want to be like this. Comparing something that is a VOLUNTARY ACTION to something that we CAN NOT CONTROL is not cool. Again, just say you’re transphobic, and move on.

4: The LGBTQ+ is not an organization. Please do some fucking googling about what an organization is and then come back to me.

We did not fight for the right to be seen, and accepted, and HEARD by society for this long to be undermined by people like you, who defend their bigotry with “But it’s against my beliefs!”. I was raised Christian- and Jesus says to love and accept EVERYBODY regardless of their skin color, where they’re from, and what’s in their pants. Jesus used to hang out and have dinner with the ill, with prostitutes, with thieves, with the outcasts of society- Your beliefs are built on personal issues that you need to see a fuckin’ therapist for, and if you can’t see that, that is your fault.

Just say you’re transphobic and homophobic and move on; don’t go in circles trying to defend yourself because you want to get less hate. It only makes you look worse.

Also if you’re gonna DM me saying “My religion doesn’t support trans people”, at least make it so I can respond to you so you don’t make yourself look like an idiot.

#long post

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theelliottsmiths · 4 years

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So anyway, Mein Herz Brennt Making of liveblog, one of my favourites

First of all, I do take any use of piano MHB as a slight towards my tiny hands. -1 point

I really would love to visit this place, it's beautiful

I love that Oli introduces it and then Till is straight in there talking about murder and stabbings. Trust that to be what intrigues him. I feel like 'smells like murder' isn't a direct translation but that's purely because I spent like ten minutes trying to work out what words he says. It rhymes, which is suspicious.

Oh this was before he let his chest piercing reject all the way out in the grossest way

When schneider says Krankenhaus it sounds very Geordie and I'm convinced that kind of thing is why Auf Wiedersehen, Pet was created

Richards eyes light up when he's talking about the room he's in and it's one of those looks where it's just. I would love to listen to anything anyone has to say when their eyes have that sparkle.

"the scavengers had already been here" cue Paul talking about his criminal past thieving from there. See, another example everyone forgets of him being the biggest bastard of them all. The smile is a front.

One of my favourite ever Rammstein things is the combined joy and mockery from Paul when Richard is revealed to be wearing the bird mask and it wiggles as he nods. He looks like a little black cockatoo. Richard looks embarrassed to be wearing it but Paul is having the time of his LIFE.

The way is echoes in his mask makes him sound like he's clucking

Flakes glasses perching in his cone make him look like that sesame Street doctor or scientist

They all suit this make up so much and I wish they'd consider it as a stage look

Peck. Not intimidated.

Considering the nightmares Till has/had, ouch

Richard looks so much like a little vampire prince but like, a character from what we do in the shadows. He makes his own smokescreen entry/exist and everything.

Melanie!!!

Richard has many tendons in his neck huh.

The sounddd. I used to always be curious as to whether or not people in music videos were making the sounds it looks like they're making and now I know and I'm uncomfortable. This and also later when till does the heart

His laugh is never what I expect it to be

That uh. That doesn't look like he's in pain the way the injection sounds implied. At all. Not that I'm complaining but it gives mixed messages.

I'm so sure Richard is the only one I've ever heard use the word quasi. It makes sense for him if true but maybe I only notice because of the tone he uses? His is quite a punchy nasal tone it might just be more noticeable.

Till with kids is always the most adorable wonderful thing. He's really helping to keep them relaxed despite the creepiness of the stuff they're shooting.

"if you look at the cover then you'll recognise a morbidity to the whole thing" till, my darling, do you think people don't already ~see the morbidity~?

I googled and the lady doesn't pronounce renaissance with a g like Till does and that interests me. In fairness I have to assume it's like in Norwegian how words like restaurant are pronounced with a g sound because it's closer to the French sounds? It's not like we in English donut the French way either but the Google translate lady does. This is why I always suspect that when I'm learning a language I'm learning the language wrong and at some point I'll find out there's a Real, For Adults version if the language that's totally different. This is irrelevant. Accents are fun and I like being able to notice them.

It feels so strange seeing this knowing what Eugenio did

Paul taking pictures because he knows better than them

Something about a child saying "ah yes, I know Till and Flake very well" is hysterical.

You can feel the dismay and disapproval radiating off till as he tries to be diplomatic about the Spanish understanding of linear time. He struggles to find a positive and only comes up with the fire walls. "It should have gone out before we filmed anything because they were fucking around with the playback so long but it didn't" is his only compliment.

The German word for French is wild.

Do they know they could have hired an interpreter? Interpreters existed in 2012 I know this

This whole thing with Melanie is beautiful you can't deny that the arm Eugenio made with then was lovely.

Till in the dress with Melanie in his lap. I don't off the top of my head remember seeing it in either video so I simply must assume that it was just what he was wearing that day when he showed up. She's so tiny on his knee I'm glad they're still friends.

"you're left in a state of trauma when everyone stares at you all the time" did this need to get so heavy? It's interesting that he focused more on her voice than her appearance there, though in fairness it's pretty high

They all love her so much and it's totally understandable.

Mit rock n roll und cola trinken

I have to skip the screaming the secondhand embarrassment is too much.

Part 2

Again, this liveblog is so long

Sometimes Oli speaks like his body isn't used to talking.

I want, so badly, to know if Richard was having memories of his dreadlocked youth The tiny cup in his elegant hand is so pleading and then you look left and. It sure is something.

Are they freckles or acne scars across Tills shoulders?...cute. The first set of arm/chest wounds, not so much. I do spy his lil tummy scar

Richard does look like he almost swooped in for a kiss and then changed his mind because of the camera. Paul turns his head that way and then Richard tries to save with a step back and face rub (his own). Just saying.

The fact that a few of them have taken pictures on their personal phones warms my soul it's such a nice reminder that they're good friends outside of work and My Heart

Schneider and Paul ready at a moment's notice to be Dumbasses. J'adore.

What if Zoran was more of a background character tho actually

God, schneider is beautiful. An ethereal, pure beauty that exists no matter how he's being styled.

See okay how is flake almost taller than Oli right now he's not even doing his standard open legs and swan spine thing

It must be so hard to find Oli sized clothes. Flake is also tall and slim but he's a lot more leg, whereas Olis height seems largely to be torso. I have to assume a lot of his stuff is tailored or custom made now.

I always forget about the marks on tills back when he's in the nightmare dress

The child staring with great confusion at a bright red flake reading. I would love to know what his favourite books are.

The childs plural poking and prodding at a very patient Oli, who gracefully bends his spine in ways I've never seen a human do before. I wonder if he's ever dressed up as Lurch from the Addams family.

The actress playing the woman in this half is so beautiful and has a power her younger counterpart lacked when she was threatening him with her weapon.

I am a dummy and was like weird why is Paul speaking Norwegian. I know full well he wasn't saying unnskyld because I've heard Germans say their equivalent before and I assume Entschuldigen either sounds like that fast or shortens so what the fuck, rhi

Till guiding people through him murdering them is truly one of life's greatest pleasures. They trust him so completely. I would like to watch them dance the elegance would be astounding.

Paul lurking watching with what I choose to see as pride as till slaughters an old woman.

Paul being critical (again, as always, rightly so) of the hallway mouthing the lyrics decision.

"for this in prepared to make compromises" he says, hating every bitter word of it

I would like to know what he wanted to say about till and then see him get into trouble over it.

I would like to see till in a bouncy castle. He's adorable jumping into the comfy pit I want to see him in a bouncy castle. Child, utter child.

Paul takes every opportunity to say how hot he thinks they all are and I love that about him. Sometimes your friends are all hot and everybody needs to understand that fact.

Their approaches to pretending to play cello are all so uniquely them. Flake and Richard are taking the time to try and understand what they're being told, whereas Paul just fucking. Lays into it, attracting the weirdest looks from Oli. Richard looks beautiful with that cello and I think he should learn to play. For fun not for work. It's not just that he looks so handsome, but I think that's the easiest way to convince him. I think he'd be good at it, and not being the lead at something might be good for him.

I appreciate that Oli is skeptical because yeah they do all look like they've never held a cello before.

They do, however, all look lovely in their dresses. I'm trying but actually I can't not say that Schneiders little sternum dip makes it seem like he has breasts in that dress and it's a good look for him.

Till singing it in such a high voice, more like his speaking voice, is both interesting and lovely. Oli is trying... So little compared to the others. Laughably incorrect

Why yes, I am laughing at the sheer length of the spikes. They're just... They're so fucking long. So long.

Paul is actually probably the best one there, ironically. They're all comically out of time. They're professional musicians. I know they aren't used to bowed instruments I do understand and I don't want to be uncharitable but also they are struggling. I want to see cellists react to this.

Pretty dresses! And the nightmare but with the most awful and worst fingers! Like the Grinch but goth.

Both Schneider and Richard had the same neverending shoot idea and I am Intrigued.

Till waiting for Schneider with the umbrella :)

Wir brennen! Paul is always so happy to play with fire.

#rammstein #liveblog #dont talk about richards neck this isn't the time or place #me rambling #The Nightmare #vaguely #complete liveblog

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was 165 in iambic pentameter? i had to put like Actual Effort into hearing the words he was saying cause the rhythm was so Like That (and i mean that in the best way possible! i LOVE episodes like this one!) but i'm not sure if it was because it was iambic pentameter or no

it isn’t in iambic pentameter as such. it has a lot of iambic rhythm, but it isn’t divided into lines of five iambs at a time, not like a sonnet. i suppose you could break it down like that, if you tried, but it’s easier to chop it up in larger chunks bc of the way jonny wrote it: it’s very twisting, winding, flowing kind of things, not so much like short bite-sized phrases. so you can see below, it’s actually a lot a lot a lot of iambic meter (italics), a bit of trochaic meter (bold), some extra ending syllables (parentheses), and a few fun instances of dactylic and choriambic meter (brackets).

Your face is not your face is not your face around the curling carousel it twists in place to take from you and all the tattered stolen souls whose sense of me is swollen and distended into no(thing).

Round and round and round it goes and (when) it deigns to stop who you might be you cannot know, so touch and feel the skin atop your skull to test the limits and extremities of where this canvas comes to rest, in robbed identity and peeling names that you could swear were never yours.

The music swells through you. The music vomits from you. The music calls a name that through the tears of half-grasped memories seems almost and eternally familiar.

So dance. [Dance to the / beat of the / thump of the / chase of the / still] and plastic horse hooves which cannot break from where they are secured by bolts and glue and eggshell-thin reality that paints a visage of sense almost enough to tell you that the nausea that swells and pushes at the limits of your mind is incorrect.

There’s nothing wrong.

The world in which the carousel will twirl is not the hollow hell you fear; it is the world. Just the world. A world where if you’d wished to have a name it must be stolen, carved and pulled full-bloody from the frame of others who had wished in vain to hold their selfness close.

You want a face? Take it. There are so many here, and those who cannot hold them, well, whoever chose to give them such a gift must take the blame, knowing they could never keep it in a world of so much thieving strangeness.

And soon enough they will forget they ever even had one, rest assured; it’s best to step the dance and keep your face secured as much as you are ab(le).

Just. Keep. Running.

Your feet- or are they just the shoes with emptiness within?- will pound upon the creaking wood of carousel-top, or perhaps the only ground there’s ever (been), so struggle not to look behind - though can you trust your eyes to tell you quite what it might be that dogs your steps and see the poor procession of those gory, faceless wretches who have lost possession now of all their treasured wants, identities to those who are now them?

Like you.

You tire of the chase, of course, the fire and all-relentless pace of competition reaching for a name, identity, and face that has long since worn through all reserves of hard, enduring vigor in you. Yet still you only stay a self while willing on your aching legs that feel like breaking just to keep you forward of the frenzied fray of hazy clawed who-are-(yous).

So run. Just run, and listen to the music of your panicked flight from those who long to take what you have stole from those no longer worth a name.

Ever-onwards-forward on the curling (path) of [merry-go-round] that’s twisted, wound, and spinning in its [harrowing sound] of organ-piping-circus-tunes that [merrily hound] the steps of your escape.

Could you turn a thought and burn your lead on your pursuers, an ankle change a charge now perpendicular to your intended line of best retreat, and stake it all on one last hope, your bruised feet pounding to the edge?

The boundary. Don’t stop the ride, but you still want to get off.

But no, for all the dreams of bounding, leaping off into the great unknown, you see the ring of broken mewling wretches who have shown the sting that comes with such rejection of the truth, so seldom spoken yet inside you all- that there is no way off the merry-go-round.

And so perhaps the twirling round that pushes all who passenger the carousel might help you stay ahead, and so you seize the rough and peeling pole of ancient wooden horse, ignore the sloughing, screaming wood that comes away in clumps, and grip the saddle hard, in hands that should be clean but now have never seen a day they were not caked in glue and slaked with blood of all the robberies existence deems the only way to live.

Ride away. Just ride away.

Up it goes. Down it comes.

Hold [fast to the joy of the rise], despise all thoughts you might descend. And in the end, protest against that fall back down to painted wooden spinning earth, with all the tear-streaked grasping of the mass of gasping, still unnamed oppressed.

Cry to the horse, Go higher! Faster, offer painted apples that you think perhaps it might desire, but the frozen face is still the same, the simple cast of equine terror, framed and caught in wood and plastic bulging eyes of fear.

Its pace remaining as it ever was; it does not care for coming pains as you are torn.

Doesn’t it know who you are? No.

And soon, neither will you. Although to call it “all is lost” is more dramatic, yes, than has been earned. For those upon this carousel who have not been you already, perhaps they know without a memory how good it is to have a face and name.

It’s not the same as what you had when first you climbed the brightly painted stairs, but not the worst who you have been. And as the horse drops through the air into the crowd of eager, waiting thieves you are unbowed and, yes, afraid, but still the music plays, and turns the world upon its gaudy ax(is).

You will be someone again, someday.

The hands and fingers reach and breach the gentle veiled complacency and respite that had just been yours upon your mount’s ascent, and now the wood is bent and bowed as faceless things who long to be a who pull splinters from the rot of screaming saddle and of rid(er).

You, who feels the mask of sharp and (hard) identity begin its gentle fracture into jagged shards of names that you once were.

I’m still Hannah! you try to scream, but are you? No. Perhaps there’s some Veronica as fragments there, or Julian, or Anya, but- no. You feel the last of names and who you might have been be torn away and borne towards new bod(ies). New pages, blank, determined to be peop(le).

The rotten, ragged rush of fetid fingernails that dig and push and reach around the edges of your face until they scrape against the bone in such a rough, scratched tone, that rocks and echoes through the space that was your mind, and when they peel it from you, like [the skin of an orange, the skin of an apple, the skin of a pig, the skin of a child, the skin of a you], then comes the briefest flash that surely now it’s done, so much perhaps the pain will be somewhat lessened.

There’s no way it could hurt as much as you rememb(er).

But it does, and so, of course, you (scream) and scream and curses foul, obscene will tumble garbled over where there once sat other people’s lips or yours now gone and teeth that once shone yellowed ivory a crimson in the flowing sanguine flood.

And as you lie in agonies and fading dreams of personhood, of knowing who you were and what that might have meant, you hear the bitter whispers of recriminating seekers who have found the treasure of their eager dreams, but see, it seems there’s not enough for all.

And so they fall to frantic ter(ror) and conflict, just as vicious as it was when it was bearing down on you. You lie there in the fugue of vivid pain and feel that gentle rain from violence overhead; some fall dead, or close as this place lets you (lie), for- truly thus to die would be too eager an escape, and listen to the ebb and swell of slow, melodic wail that well you know conducts the flowing rhythm laced into this endless, faceless dance.

At last, a victor breaks away in clinging heartfelt terror of his former comrades, sprinting bold and holding to his skull the severed face that was once yours. Willing it to stick as those who notice try to pick themselves back up and give pursuit to close the gap.

Perhaps you should arise and follow on the things that once you had despised but now have joined. You are, of course, a faceless thing as well, and so should quickly match the pace of those who chase the self-same prey.

But now it is too late; they’ve gone. Their chase will not abate until their former friend is ripped apart in turn. And you have learned to wait.

For there are many faces out upon the carousel, and many names that you might be. So bide your time a while and wait the coming of another one whose fate and face might sit upon your grinning carmine skull.

[So turn with the turn of the merry-go-round and dance to its jolly old song. Who will you be, with a name or three, and a stranger’s face worn wrong?]

#magpod #tma spoilers #tma s5 #long post 0-#optma #ok to rb #iipl #Anonymous

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Christmas gift for @incorrect-myinnerdemon-quotes, who requested I write something about Cole discovering her headcanon of his true potential form.

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Honestly, Cole should have seen this coming.

And yet, it still made no sense. Yeah, his Earth Punch involved a bit of lava, but not to this extent. And lava was more of a fire thing anyway, right?

Maybe he should start from the beginning.

It hadn’t been an unusual morning, and certainly not one which Cole might expect would lead to this. He and the others had breakfast, went through their morning katas, and then broke off to do some individual training of their own choosing.

Cole had been working on basic form today, putting on some music to dance to. He didn’t particularly care if the others decided to watch; he was more than comfortable dancing in front of them. Besides, they were off doing their own things.

Cole would admit to having ulterior motives when he decided to dance that morning—but it was for good reason. He knew that “mastery of the sixth sense” was Zane’s thing, but this was different. Cole had been hearing this beat in his head for days now, an abstract rhythm he couldn’t place a name to. He’d been playing hundreds of songs trying to find the one it matched up to, but none of it did. So this morning, after trying and failing to match the beat to the songs he’d picked out, Cole figured he might as well just turn the music off entirely.

That, Cole decided, was when things started to get weird.

It wasn’t a hard beat to follow—unique as it was, Cole could pick out the basic pieces and how they fit together, one of the perks of being the son of a musician—but that wasn’t to say it wasn’t interesting. There was something primal about it, something almost instinctive in each movement Cole made; before he knew it he was humming along.

It was then that the familiar surge of power and heat from his Earth Punch made itself known, and Cole had to stop. Why his powers decided now would be a good time to act up was beyond Cole, but a quick shake got the buzz out. Satisfied, Cole resumed dancing.

It was after the third or fourth time—Cole wasn’t sure—that his powers activated without him calling upon them that Cole realized. It was an interesting discovery, that his powers and this song in his head were linked somehow.

Before Cole could really take the time to ponder that, the alarm went off. Joining the others on the bridge, Cole shoved the discovery to the back of his mind to ponder later.

“Another crime? Really?” Kai asked, towel around his shoulders. “Can’t the police handle it?”

“It’s a little more than that this time.” Nya replied, face drawn into a grim smile. “You know how there’s the charity run, today?”

The others nodded, perfectly aware. Nya continued, pulling up a map of the route.

“The police got an anonymous tip that there may be a terrorist attack at the event. So they’re taking extra precautions, ya’know?”

Everyone froze at that. Terrorists were always harder to deal with than the run-of-the-mill thieves and garden-variety murderers that the ninja usually went up against. Not quite at the level of threats like the Devourer or the Overlord, but there was an unpredictability in a terrorist’s fanaticism that made them harder to take down.

The briefing hadn’t lasted much longer after that, the information too sparse to go into detail and the prep time too short for more in-depth research. They got ready, placing a ninja at each key location along the route. They were as ready as they could possibly be.

Which, as was becoming the norm, was not ready enough.

Even being caught by surprise, the ninja were able to keep people safe, able to handle themselves fine. It was unusual, for the ninja to be caught so off guard and still do so well—but perhaps that was just the effect of being caught off guard so many times. Or they’d gotten lucky. Either way.

Cole was grappling with a particularly troublesome masked fiend, rolling around on the roof they’d ended up on. Without even noticing, Cole had begun to hum, the same abstract beat he’d been dancing to that morning.

And that, Cole knew, was when it started.

It had been almost unnoticeable at first, a simple rush of adrenaline. But it had quickly grown into that familiar surge of strength and warmth and life that Cole associated with his Earth Punch, quickly spreading outwards from his chest to his entire body. And it didn’t fade into the comfortable power Cole was so used to—if anything, it got more intense, until Cole was pressing an obsidian-coated hand to his chest with a short cry of pain.

As soon as the pain started, it ebbed away, leaving Cole standing above his opponent with an almost dizzying sense of strength coursing through his veins. His opponent, who had been staring for some reason Cole didn’t understand, yelped when Cole stepped forwards, quickly dashing away.

“Hey!” Cole stumbled forwards, his legs taking a moment to warm up for some odd reason, “Get back here!” With a short leap, Cole quickly caught up to the fleeing fiend, pinning them to the floor with a sudden ease that hadn’t been there before. Quickly, he brought out the cuffs he’d been provided and snapped them into place, setting his captive down on the pavement beside him.

It was then that Cole began to realize, began to properly take note of the obsidian coating his hand. Of the soft orange glow of lava spilling out from cracks in the obsidian, where his joints would be. Of the sudden energy buzzing in his limbs, the way he’d moved faster than he normally did. Of the sudden clarity with which what had been only a beat became a song in his head, the notes familiar and foreign. And it was then, as Cole was processing this, that he began to freak out a little.

His face burned as tears spilled from his eyes. But moving his hand up to brush them away revealed them to be lava, actual molten rock, instead of the salty water they were supposed to be. The pavement he’d been pressing his hand into had grown soft under him, and as he stood up he realized it wasn’t just his hands that had heated up; there were footprints in the pavement, indents where his knees had been.

Movement in the corner of his eye had Cole turning back to the terrorist, who was desperately trying to back away from Cole’s new form.

“Hey…” Cole said softly, still not fully processing whatever the hell was going on with his body. “Don’t run.” The snarl in his voice only made the guy yelp and back away faster.

Shit. Cole was at a loss. What to do? Could he grab the guy without hurting him? He had before, but looking back at the handprint in the pavement, maybe not.

“Cole!” Zane’s voice was a godsend, the automated lilt making Cole relax on reflex.

“Zane!” Cole whirled around, pointedly ignoring the way Zane flinched, surprise in his features. This was great, Zane was perfect for a situation like this. Calm and reserved, Cole was certain Zane would have some kind of advice or answer for Cole’s current predicament. And even if he didn’t, there was nobody who Cole trusted more to help with things like this.

“Cole… are you okay?”

Cole rubbed at his arm, absently noting that his clothes remained unharmed despite the literal lava only centimeters away. “I think so…? Nothing feels wrong, if that’s what you’re asking.” He smiled sheepishly. “I have no idea what’s going on with,” Cole gestured to himself, “this, so some help might be appreciated.”

Zane nodded. “I see.” He moved over to the handcuffed criminal, lifting the small person up with ease. “Let’s get this suspect turned into the police, and you back to the Bounty.”

Cole nodded. “Sounds great.”

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And that’s how Cole got to where he is now, sitting on the deck with everyone else staring at him. He still hadn’t returned to normal, even as the sun set and it got dark. Could he go back to normal? Or was he stuck this way forever, all stone and obsidian and lava?

“So you really don’t know what’s going on?” Lloyd asked.

Cole shook his head, careful not to get flecks of molten rock all over the deck again. “No clue whatsoever.” He’d tried humming the song, hoping it would maybe change him back, but that just made him even more energized. As a result, Cole genuinely had no idea how to change back.

“Perhaps Cole simply has to wait until it fades.” Zane suggested, eliciting a frustrated sound from Jay.

“And how long will that take?” Jay near-shrieked. His expression morphed into hysteria. “Or what if it never fades? What if Cole is stuck like this forever?”

“I highly doubt that.” Wu interjected, having been silent until now. “Clearly that form takes energy to maintain; it is only a matter of time before Cole cannot sustain it.” He stroked his beard thoughtfully. “The question now is how long that will take.”

There was an obvious question in the air, everyone clearly wanting to ask how exactly Wu was so certain about Cole needing energy to maintain whatever his body was doing, but everyone knew they wouldn’t get a straight answer out of their sensei either way.

“So I’m stuck like this until it wears off?” Cole asked, just to be sure he understood. At Wu’s nod, he flopped over onto his back dramatically. “Great! I’ll just lie here and try not to set the deck on fire, then.” While he wasn’t keen on lying out here in the dark, Cole didn’t want to do below deck and risk starting a fire. He’d already left burnt footprints in the deck; it was only Zane’s quick thinking and Nya’s mastery of water that gave Cole a space to sit without scorching a hole through the deck. So he’d wait, out here, in the night, until the lava and obsidian went away. Even as his eyes pricked at the thought of waiting out here, alone, while everyone else ate dinner.

Cole was startled from his musings by Kai’s hand on his shoulder, warm and alive and reassuring. “And we’ll be right here until it goes away.” He said, like it was so obvious that they’d wait out here with Cole.

And Cole smiled, shoving down the whiny voice in his head insisting they shouldn’t do that.

And so they sat there on the deck, talking about whatever came to mind as they waited for Cole to wind down. And as the others ended up falling asleep, as Cole chatted with Zane even as the gray light of dawn began to fill the sky, Cole smiled again.

This was nice. Maybe, after he changed back and things wound down, Cole should try humming the song, see if he could trigger this form again.

Eventually, as the sky turned pink and orange, Cole felt himself relax, the buzz in his limbs fading away. As the energy left, Cole realized just how exhausted he was, not even bothering to try and get up as he let the exhaustion overtake him.

#ninjago #lego ninjago #cole ninjago #zaz writes #kai ninjago #nya ninjago #jay walker #zane julien #sensei wu #lloyd garmadon #there's not really a specific time this takes place #it just is #this was really fun to write thank #even if the ending feels a little cut off #yes cole is planning to trigger it again #and pretend to not know how it happened

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▌𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 : Ren Amamiya, Rentaro Amamiya ( if twin/cousin verse. ) ▌𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 : single. ( verse dependent. ) ▌𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 : Wildcard ability. Can wield/use many personas regardless of which arcana they are. Can add shadows to his collection too if negotiated with them. Third eye ability. Can see what no one else sees ( think of finding something in a vase ), check for traps, see how difficult an enemy is by color coordination and check out which person has a certain tarot associated to them. ▌𝐄𝐘𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑 : silvery gray with hints of blue in the normal world becomes red upon gaining a contract with satanael in the metaverse. in his shadow form he has 6 eyes, each pair having either red, green or yellow eyes. he gains the last one as well for a moment when aiding a persona to his team. ▌𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑 : black. ▌𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐒 : mother and father ( alive ), cousin renmaru ( @arcanadyne, alive ), yukiko amagi/rest of the amagi family ( maternal side of family, alive ), sojiro sakura ( parental figure, alive ) and futaba sakura ( younger sister figure, alive ). ▌𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐒 : morgana ( even if he insists otherwise ). ▌𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 : control freaks, rude clients or workers, drunkards, injustice, wasting (time or food), (sickening) sweet food, needles, tobacco smoke, messy rooms, strong perfumes, dishonesty, corrupt authority, bad hygiene, incorrect grammar and spelling, fake friends, getting unnecessarily pressured. ▌𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒 / 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 : theater (kabuki, noh, western-styled theater), hot spring bathing, cooking, surfing, (traditional) dancing, museum visiting, studying folkore/mythology, studying gnosticism, horror/thriller movies and books, parkouring, puzzles, flowers, magic tricks, coffee making, origami, going into old yet beautiful buildings long abandoned, guitar playing, card games, studying foreign languages, adventures and puns. ▌𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 : yes. ▌𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 : no. ( he doesn’t want the phantom thieves to get into shit because of him and maybe he too likes people suffering instead of seeking the easy way out. ) ▌𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 : panthers and cats. ▌𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐒 : has a lack of empathy at times. he won’t show it quick; rather he’ll feign to be nice or neutral to you while he secretly hates your guts. may act cold or indifferent at the first meeting because he puts a guard upon himself after years of people befriending him for goods. he’s really vain and thinks of himself really pretty. while he hates control freaks he’s one himself; he tends to butt in too much with other problems and try to solve them himself. he doesn’t talk much about his emotions of sadness that eventually leads to something really bad/an awful outburst one day. he analyzes people so, while he won’t admit it out loud, use it for 10% to strike you with your weaknesses verbally when angered. he’s too sassy for his own good and loves to frighten some people. he can be possessive and will let you notice in a passive-aggressive way without his love knowing. loves to use paranoia against others. has too a tendency to be obnoxious when he’s having his need for a dramatic moment. ▌𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐒 : his father, cousin yukiko, toranosuke yoshida and sojiro sakura. ▌𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 : bisexual, open and proud to those who wouldn’t judge him for it. ▌𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 / 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐒 : he’d love to have a family of his own to give them the love he can’t share with many. ▌𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 : casual chic, preppy or clothes that make him look like something out of a unholy, victorian painting ( think of a poem shirt with black pants combo ). ▌𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 : his family. ▌𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒 : unless you approach him or he approaches you for something he won’t really make friends quick at all. he’s always been an entertainer at heart, but years of moving about made him forego hurting himself with things he’ll lose. ▌𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊 : coffee. ▌𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐓 : the church he visits ingame. he’s not that religious, but the people are kind there and always answer his questions with nice comments. ▌𝐒𝐖𝐈𝐌 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐀𝐍 : ocean. so much space for him so he can do stupid tricks. ▌𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄 : passionate people who aren’t afraid to laugh and be free. they must be able to keep up with his conversations and weird habits. the weirder they are, the better for him. ▌𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐒 : indoors. as much as he adores adventures he hates having to do so much to only go to bed.

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Persona Dancing: Endless Night Collection, a review

(Disclaimer: The following is a non-profit unprofessional blog post written by an unprofessional blog poster. All purported facts and statement are little more than the subjective, biased opinion of said blog poster. In other words, don’t take anything I say too seriously. Just the facts 'Cause you're in a Hurry! Publisher: Atlus USA Developer: P-Studio Manufacturer’s Suggested Retail Price (MSRP): 99.99 USD How much I paid: 99.99 USD Bundle Includes: Persona 3: Dancing in Moonlight (disc), Persona 4: Dancing All Night (Download), Persona 5: Dancing Star Night (disc), and a small artbook containing some sketches of the various characters in costumes. Rated: T for Blood, Language and Suggestive Themes How long I played: 8 Hours (6 Hours in Persona 3 and 2 Hours in Persona 5). Microtransactions: Additional songs featuring Akechi and Shinjiro given for those who pre-ordered the game and locked behind a paywall for others. A Season Pass promising future songs listed. A Season Pass for both Persona 3 and Persona 5 listed at 25 USD. Season Pass for Persona 3 or Persona 5 individually listed at 20 USD. Dual Audio: Yes. Both the Japanese and English Audio is available. Persona 3 English Cast: Yuri Lowenthal as Makoto Yuki/Minato Arisato, Michelle Ruff as Yukari Takeba, Vic Mignogna as Junpei Iori, Liam O’Brien as Akihiko Sanada, Karen Straussman as Aigis, Wendee Lee as Fuuka Yamagishi, Cindy Robinson as Ken Amada, Tara Platt as Mitsuru Kijiro and Elizabeth What I played on: A Regular PS4, not a PS4 Pro Performance Issues: Persona Dancing has one of the smoothest performances I’ve seen in a while. With 1080p support, you’ll be able to play as your favorite Persona characters and watch them strut in HD. Truly a sight to behold. My Personal Biases: I’ve played every Persona game since Persona 3: FES. I’ve scaled the heights of Tartarus with SEES in Persona 3, I’ve dispersed the fog with the Investigation Team in Persona 4, and I’ve stolen Hearts with the Phantom Thieves in Persona 5. My Verdict: Get ready to boogie down with your favorite Persona characters as they groove to the beat in this rhythm game by Atlus. All your favorite beats from “Mass Destruction” to “Rivers in the Desert” are included in this collection as well as a handful of remixes. While it’s fun seeing Ryuji, Ann, Mitsuru, Akihiko and company in funny costumes dancing their butts off, the short playtime and genre will alienate people. Unless you’re a fan or really, really like rhythm games, wait for a sale. Persona Dancing: Endless Night Collection, a review

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In the realm of dreams, an epic competition is about to unfold. Persona 3’s SEES and Persona 5’s Phantom Thieves are about to see who’s got the best moves as they dance the night away against the various songs of the Persona franchise. With Elizabeth helping SEES and the duo of twins, Caroline and Justine, ordering the Phantom Thieves, the only question remains is who’s going to party all night? Persona Dancing is a rhythm based game in which the player controls one of the various characters and presses an onscreen prompt to match the steps. Correct prompts will boost the score and allow you to continue playing the game. Continuous incorrect prompts will lower your score and may interrupt the song and end it abruptly as a game over. In addition to regular prompts, special prompts may appear such as pressing buttons simultaneously, pressing the same button in repeat succession or holding a button for a set period of time and releasing it. In addition, players can also ‘scratch’ the record by flicking the right thumb stick. Successful playing will result in Fever Time, when an additional character will join the main character on screen and dance alongside them as well as grant the player additional bonus points. It’s not all about shaking your booty. As you progress throughout the game, you can unlock social links, conversations with the various characters. In order to advance social links, certain conditions must be met. For example, to advance Akihiko’s social link, you must acquire a number of cumulative combos. To advance Ken’s social link, you must achieve a ‘Brilliant’ rating on a number of tracks. To advance Yukari, simply swap outfits for each new track. Doing social links not only unlocks costumes and accessories, but also features such as support modifiers (setting sliders intended to make the game easier but lower your score) or challenge modifiers (setting sliders intended to make the game harder but increase your score). The game contains an English dub and for the most part, many of the Voice Performers found in Persona 3, 4 and 5 return to reprise their roles, save a few exceptions. Laura Bailey, who voiced Rise Kujikawa, in Persona 4 couldn’t return as she was voicing Cait in Gears of War 4. Ashly Burch takes her place and I’m sorry to say, she’s simply miscast. Other voice performers do a great job (Such as Matt Mercer who astonishingly does a great Kanji Tatsumi and Yusuke). Wendee Lee replaces Paula Tiso for Fuuka while Cindy Robinson takes over as Ken Amada. Mainstays such as Michelle Ruff as Yukari Takeba, Vic Mignogna as Junpei Iori, Liam O’Brien as Akihiko Sanada, Karen Straussman as Aigis are all great to hear. Bur, in reality, Tara Platt steals the show with not only being able to voice the cool and collected Mitsuru Kirijo but the eccentric Velvet Room attendant, Elizabeth. THE ORIGINAL JAPANESE VOICES ARE AVAILABLE TO THOSE WHO PREFER IT. Beyond that, there’s not much else to the game. The game will increase in difficulty with difficultly levels such as faster button prompts, different simultaneous button combinations or reversal of which direction the prompts come from and go towards. As you unlock more dances, you unlock more social links which in turn unlocks more accessories and outfits and so on and so forth. It's not a long game and newcomers are sure to feel left out if they haven’t played the previous games. But for fans with disposable income, it’s certainly a buy. CAVEAT: I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy playing Persona Dancing. I’d also be lying if I said this is a product you should rush out and buy. Unless you’re an Uber Atlus fan and really, really love seeing Aigis dance around, you’re not going to get a lot of content, especially with the short run time. And while I’ll always be happy seeing Atlus give Haru screen time so she can interact with the other Phantom Thieves, 100 dollars is a steep price (even with two 60 dollar games and the additional download of Persona 4 Dancing). If you’re a fan of Atlus or dancing games, pick it up. Otherwise, wait for a sale. Verdict: Rental or Sale.

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