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skywitchmaja · 1 year

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succ finale

EXT. NYC - DAY

A PORTAL swirls over the ATN building casting it in a sickly greenish-blue glow. KENDALL ROY pilots a bitchin MECH SUIT with hover pads, laser canons, the works. SHIV and ROMAN ROY pilot similar mech suits. But so does LOGAN ROY’S CRYOGENICALLY PRESERVED HEAD. and his mech suit is bigger, badder, bitchier than the rest, with turbo speed boosters and mega laser canons.

Logan faces his kids. There’s only one of him against three of them, but his shadow looms large, because his mech is fucking huge. Half a parking garage worth of luxury cars and at least two private jets have been sucked into the portal. Another garage worth of cars are strewn across the streets of New York like matchbox cars that a toddler is having a tantrum about being asked to clean up.

LOGAN:

You idiots don’t know fuck all about portals! You couldn’t just throw a couple bus loads full of hourly employees into the portal to slow it down, and now it’s going to swallow the whole building—Everything I’ve built for you. And now I have to clean up after you.

SHIV:

Uh, sure, Dad. We don’t know anything about portals. Because throwing stuff into portals totally slows them down, right? it doesn’t feed them and make them worse or anything.

KENDALL:

It’s over Dad. The time for SUCCESSION is NOW.

LOGAN:

Death is nothing to me. Do you think you three failures and some fucking portal will stop me? Logan is Logan forever.

ROMAN:

Eugh. Okay sure you’re like, richer than god and that mean you’re basically immortal right? Wellllll, guess what? We’re rich too, and there’s three of us.

SHIV:

You do have the keen business sense to know that three is more than one, don’t you?

CLANG! Shiv and Roman fist bump.

TOM: (OS)

THAT’S where you’re wrong!

TOM and GREG appear in their own mech suits.

GREG:

Ha ha yeah, three is only more than one until you add two more. Because two plus one is three.

TOM AND LOGAN:

Shut up, Craig.

Upon realizing they said the same words at the same time, they share a brief but loaded glance.

SHIV:

Really, Tom? You’re going to side with my dead, robot dad over me again?

TOM:

Hi honey…

MEANWHILE the portal is growing bigger and bigger, having swallowed the penthouse/executive suite level of the ATN building.

LOGAN:

That’s enough of this bullshit!

He COCKS his MEGA LASER CANON and in doing so, elbows Tom, who falls onto Greg, sending them both toppling backwards INTO THE PORTAL.

ROMAN:

I bet he got his stupid boxy mech suit from men’s warehouse too, what a loser.

The siblings laugh for longer than this joke is funny. Which isn’t THAT long but it’s long enough to feel awkward.

Shiv discreetly brushes away a tear— it’s hard to tell whether it’s from grief or laughter, but when she looks back up, she wears an expression of cold acceptance. This was always how it was going to end.

While they’re distracted, Logan throws a BUS at them.

LOGAN:

When you three are done with your hyena impression, I have a city to destroy!!

Kendall saws the bus in half with his ENERGY SWORD.

KENDALL:

Uh, don’t you mean save?

LOGAN:

What does it fucking look like I mean?

Logan shoots a MEGA LASER at Kendall, knocking off one of Kendall’s laser canons.

SHIV:

Yeah, because you always communicate your intentions so clearly, and follow up on them exactly how you said you would, right? I don’t know how we could possibly misinterpret anything you’ve ever said or done.

ROMAN:

And we’re communicating this—

He tries to flip Logan off with his mech suit, but his hands are laser canons, so he just fires at the sky.

ROMAN:

BLehhh.

An EPIC MECH BATTLE ensues, choreographed by someone who knows things about action movies and mech suits and fight choreography.

The kids are looking tired, sweaty, battered, worn, but Logan’s cryogenically preserved head lacks some of the weaknesses of the living human body, he is going strong.

LOGAN:

You will never SUCCEED ME!

Logan aims his laser canon at Kendall, but right before he fires, jolts it towards Roman.

Kendall jumps in front of Roman, blocking the laser but losing his energy sword arm.

KENDALL:

What the fuck is your problem?

LOGAN:

I love you kids too much— that’s my problem.

ROMAN:

Wow, thanks.

It’s unclear whether he’s saying this sincerely to Kendall, sarcastically to Logan, or sincerely to Logan. Or sarcastically to Kendall.

ROMAN:

But Ken, you’re fucking, uh, sword/arm.

KENDALL:

It’s okay. Where I’m going, I won’t need it.

ROMAN AND SHIV:

Nooo, don’t sacrifice yourself to defeat our dad and close the portal.

KENDALL:

What? I wasn’t gonna do that. I was talking about the ROY-BOT

KENDALL SHIV AND ROMAN:

MEGA ULTRA ROY-BOT GO!!!

Kendall, Shiv and Roman’s mech suits LEAP into a power ranger style SUPER mech suit, with Shiv and Roman each operating an arm/weapon, and Kendall manning the legs.

LOGAN:

Ohh look at that you combined your robots. Do you want a prize for sharing your toys? Do you think team work is going to save you? Don’t make me laugh.

Logan swings his canon arms towards his front. They lock together forming an ULTRA MEGA SUPER DEADLY LASER CANON.

The portal has stripped the ATN building down to its foundations, and taken sizable chunks out of surrounding buildings.

Shiv and Roman ready their own guns. It looks like this is it— kids versus parent, Roy versus Roys, the final showdown has come down to the final blow.

Before anyone can fire, KENDALL ROMAN SHIV AND LOGAN are ALL SUCKED INTO THE PORTAL.

The portal GURGLES and WHIRLS, expanding and folding rapidly, like a sick, alien heartbeat or a particularly aggressive flickering fluorescent light. It looks for a moment that the portal might take the entire city, but after one last pulse, the portal collapses in on itself and BLINKS out of existence.

The streets are strewn with wreckage. Without the roar of the portal, the city seems quiet. Even the car alarms seem musical after the chaos before.

One woman climbs out of the wreckage, unscathed. She takes a look at the damage, brushes off her skirt, sighs, and pull out her phone to start dealing with all the emails she’s going to get about this. WHO’S that girl? It’s JESS!

#all of this for one silly little new girl joke i hope someone laughs or smiles a little bit or exhales in a short burst that’s almost laught #er but not quite #this is probably the stupidest thing i’ve ever written— other people are much better at replicating their speech patterns than me oof #succession #i don’t. know. sorry.

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askvectorprime · 2 years

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Dear Vector Prime

what's the story behind the version of Spinister that turns into a Targetmaster?

Dear Helicopter Herald,

Spinister was native to a reality consumed by Unicron. Having not taken part in the doomed initial counterattack against the monster planet, Spinister was left wandering the ruined Cybertron, to await Unicron's return. As fate would have it, however, Spinister crossed paths with a dimensionally-displaced Optimus Prime. Unicron had sent the corpse of the Optimus Prime from Spinister's reality to another universe, as a calling card for his next target—and in doing so, had inadvertently summoned the Prime from that universe, their quantum entanglement causing the counterparts to trade places.

Driven mad with despair and loneliness, Spinister willingly offered himself up to the Prince of Nothingness, who briefly used his form as an avatar with which to commune with the unforeseen Prime. Tragically, had he held onto hope, he would likely have been able to escape with his life; shortly after, a space bridge between the dimensions was opened by Optimus Prime’s ally, Jetfire, and the power of the Mini-Con Matrix allowed them to combine into Jet Optimus and deal a blow to Unicron.

That same Matrix would prove to be Unicron's undoing in that reality, and his body was eventually destroyed utterly by a seismic-shock warhead—an explosion which resulted in the creation of a reality-warping black hole. In the time leading up to his final demise, though, as the World Eater came back online, he found his agents all dead, or working for the treacherous Alpha Quintesson. His attention split between threats within and without, Unicron began construction of two new Heralds—using the dead alternate-universe Optimus Prime and Spinister as raw materials. It seems likely that Unicron misinterpreted his own databanks, knowing Spinister to be a Targetmaster, but not that this term referred to both the wielder and the partner. I suppose it's also possible that he was mimicking the Mini-Cons of that reality—the Chaos Bringer is not known for his creativity. Optimus, certainly, was warped according to a tired cliché, becoming Nemesis Prime.

As it happened, Unicron was vanquished before Nemesis Prime and Spinister could play a part in the conflict, and thereafter the pair were abducted by Gaea to take part in the Thrilling 30 War.

#ask vector prime #transformers #maccadam #unicron trilogy #spinister #unicron #optimus prime #jetfire #mini-con matrix of leadership #jet optimus #alpha quintesson #targetmasters #mini-cons #nemesis prime #gaea #thrilling 30 war #tremendousbeardedbot

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pinksilvace · 2 years

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the forbidden timeline where jet is in ‘06

part 2

#jet misinterpreted destroy #this team is a disaster #silver the hedgehog #jet the hawk #sonic 06 #I'm not sure if I've ever drawn jet before but his design is fun #my art

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that-was-anticlimactic · 3 years

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22 but specifically platonic pairing(s) & 26?

21. Favorite pairing to write for? (platonic or romantic!)

hehe, well, obviously i am a huge fan of platonic suki and aang--i just think their dynamic is really interesting, especially considering their vulnerability levels.

i also really like the dynamic between platonic jet and sokka (frenemies !!!) because they just have this dynamic of "i hate you and your stupid face" but also "you mess with him and i will destroy you i will protect" and i love it so much

obviously i love the platonic mai and sokka dynamic because that is literally us and also INFO DUMPING BUDDIES !!!

but a non-obvious one (as in one i don't talk about all the time) is the dynamic between platonic toph and katara. i love them so much. like i also love the zuko and toph dynamic but just the whole friendship between toph and katara is SO GOOD and i love them so much

(also bumi ii and izumi but you knew that lol)

26. Is there anything you’ve wanted to write, but you’ve been too scared to try?

so much??? like i used to be scared to write hanahaki but then i said screw it, um, and i know i want to write from the pov of katara and / or toph but i'm scared i won't be able to write their pov like they deserve, but also culture pieces. i want to add a lot of culture to the pieces i write but i'm so scared of getting it wrong or misinterpreting the research so i don't add as much as i want to

fanfiction writer questions

#mai to my sokka #ily grace #<333 #lol it's past midnight and i have work at 7:30 am and i am tired so now tag rambling today #just that ily #also #corey rambles:)#que because i am at work

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ernmark · 4 years

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has it been a year since ultrabots? i thought juno meant it had been roughly a year total, or since tools of rust

You make a very good point, and I was mistaken.

JET: I have explained this already: the Key is for destroying M’tendere’s weapons, not the bullets fired from those weapons.

JUNO: Then WHY did we take a YEAR to-- (Heart of it All)

JET: (VERY QUICKLY) I say Ransom as well, and so the vote has ended. I will trust his skill in memorization. He has proven it many times over the past year.

JET: At any point in the past year we could have returned to a Hanataba clinic.

I misinterpreted the dialogue on my first listen.

But just for funsies, here’s my understanding of the timeline so I have it all in one place:

We know that the heist at Nova’s auction was the day after they picked up Juno and Rita, and that was on Jupiter.

It’s possible that they spent some time pulling heists on other satellites or on Jupiter’s settlements after the fact.

We know that the heist with M’Tendere was on Neptune-- practically next door. They may have spent some time looking for M’Tendere before they actually found them, and/or running drills or heists in that time.

They spent a week travelling in open space before they hit civilization after that point.

BUDDY: And forgive me, Jet, but I really would prefer to be absolutely certain our supplies are in order before we leave civilization behind. A lot can happen in a week. (Tools of Rust)

We don’t actually know how long was spent between Tools of Rust and Shadows on the Ship, beyond that first week. But we do know that Shadows on the Ship and Ultrabots happened within three days of each other.

I was working based on the assumption that after Shadows on the Ship, they’d have to deal with rebuilding the crashed ship. I’ve always taken for granted that the Juniverse has better medical technology than our world, but in our timeline a broken leg takes a minimum of six weeks to heal a minor fracture, and something serious enough to require sedation would be expected to take as much as six months, plus the physical therapy necessary to get Nureyev as limber as he used to be (some of that combat training might itself have doubled as physical therapy for Nureyev). Also the unexpected crash and medical stuff would be a serious and unexpected tap on their resources, requiring more small-scale heists to build up funds again.

I was also working off the theory that stealing M’Tendere out from under them pissed off Dark Matters, and that they would have made a priority out of tracking the Carte Blanche and destroying it as quickly as possible out of retaliation-- at least until they changed their mind at the last second. However, they wouldn’t have known about the Carte Blanche until after Neptune, and it might have taken a few days/weeks to get orders through the chain of command and then track them afterward.

We don’t know Nureyev’s repayment schedule for his debts, but we do know that it’s on a schedule because he made a late payment. It could be anywhere from weekly to yearly, but monthly is most common. In fact, it makes sense that Nureyev would be paying off his debts on a monthly basis, with one payment consisting of the jewels he conned off Nova, and one of his later payments being the one on the desert island planet where he apologized for being late. So I could totally see those two events being at least a month apart.

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Also, @voidteatime pointed out that I’d missed a line from Ultrabots:

NUREYEV: But of course it’s safe. We’ve been living on the Carte Blanche together for months now; surely you aren’t still worried I’ll attack you?

#the penumbra podcast #penumbra meta #seratlantisite

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deviant3lover · 3 years

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The Trio, but what if they were young Gods?

Honestly, these are my own personal headcanons ever since I watched a bit of Okami’s boss battles, but I definitely welcome other ideas on what sorta gods y’all would see them like.

I was primarily inspired by in game artworks such as these:

And I wondered,

“Hmm. How would people see the trio if they were feared/revered Gods? What kind of deities would they be?”

DISCLAIMER:

In this list, all three of them had died as mortals.

Genos is a vengeful fire god, whose flames have burned and purified great evils that had come to torment the populace, and just as often, have found themselves extinguished at the hands of a greater threat. Everyday it gets harder to do so, with the deity’s power exploding in growth and size due to his diligence.

His mortal body isn’t one of flesh or blood. Not anymore. Instead, his avatar is created from a mass of metal and burning coal as his fuel, furnaces smoldering inside his body. Magic engravings are carved into the metal, acting as his blood and bones, twining the inorganic materials together just as they would for veins and nerves in a human.

A lone old man is one of his most dutiful attendants, and is his first follower. When the young god departs the mortal world to return to the celestial plane, he repairs his broken avatar, or creates a new one with different metals and engravings to house more of the young God’s power in his fights against the demons that plague the world. Too often has his own flames, or sheer recklessness, had been the cause of his own defeats in battles.

Kuseno should know. He’s seen it far too many times when he was still a mere boy. These same markings and metals were the ones that were tattooed on and built into his burnt and distorted skin; they had saved his life and blessed him with magic.

But they weren’t enough to protect him from death when the boy had found himself getting swarmed by demons.

All that was left of him was patches of blond hair, blood splattered all over the scorched open field where he fought, and bits of tattooed skin found beside deformed and clawed metal that had long grown cold when he found him at daybreak.

For his follower, the one that had acted as a father figure to him when he was still mortal, Genos makes sure that he will always come home to a place filled with warmth and good food, no matter the season, taking care to protect his crops from overheat or fires. He’s not known for his blessings, but for the people that he loves, he won’t hesitate to cultivate their quality for their loyalty.

He isn’t a cruel god, but he isn’t a forgiving one either. For those whom have wronged him, he makes their crops die, their residences swelter, their precious metals too hot to touch, much less trade: even with the best rubber gloves.

This is his mercy in the face of their blasphemy. If they refuse to seek forgiveness from one of his shrines or messengers, Genos will burn down the protections they use on their most valuable items and gifts, cursing them to never again be used by their hands, nor by the hands of anyone they conscript or affiliate with. His fire is too damning to be stopped by insulators of the finest quality, too persistent to be stopped by barriers of any kind.

Never again will their treasures be theirs to hold, and even Genos’ messengers cannot be entreated to remove it themselves: they must call upon his name and presence if they wished to dispel it.

The cursed ones who insist on using them will find their fingers burned, the items eventually melting and burning down into nothing.

For this, he’s often a god of good fortune for the unfortunate and desperate, for the displaced victims whose homes have been destroyed. Many people praise him for his blessings, and just as many curse and fear him for the damage he can cause to their lives.

Farmers who’ve kept a good record in respecting him will see that their crops never overheat or burn, and wouldn’t drown from merciless rains. When winter comes, they will not freeze, and neither will them and their families.

Merchants and rich lords are careful not to offend him, while the poor and unremarkable make small, heartfelt blessings when he punishes acts of cruelty made by authority figures abusing their power.

For some reason, a wandering bald ronin finds himself in the favor of this God, so much so that his acquaintances balk at the sight of all the blessings heaped upon him. Others joke about how an unremarkable man such as himself had a divine being worshipping him.

He mostly remains oblivious to this, until winter rolls around. His stay at a shabby inn remains uneventful and freezing, until a blond stranger greets him at his door and asks to be let in, eyeing Saitama with an intensity that he’s unused to seeing.

He attributes the sudden burning warmth in his face as body as embarrassment. He’s not used to this much attention being directed to him after all. Introverted as he was, he didn’t hear the other residents softly exclaiming at how warm their rooms became, nor did he notice them staring wide eyed at his new disciple, knowing exactly what his presence meant.

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Garou is a fearless and awe-inspiring air god that takes great delight in being a spirited competitor and a trickster, pushing his mind and body to the limits of what he can do: both as a celestial and as a mortal. Man, beast, or demon, Garou had taken many forms to combat and play clever tricks on others, constantly experimenting and learning new ways to become a more formidable threat to his enemies, and an incredible ally to those who’ve won his genuine care.

He’s more active during the night. Demons and monsters are plentiful under a starless sky, and the quieter nights has him travelling the lands in relative peace: unless he decides he’s bored and finds something, or someone, to play tricks on.

He inspires plenty of respect, awe, and even humor for his exploits. His sense of justice however, is notably somewhat distorted in the eyes of the public. Scholars have written about his achievements and debated at length at how he came to be, who he truly is, for how easy it is to misinterpret or misunderstand his character when writing plays featuring the deity. He’s an attractive and rightfully arrogant man, so it becomes all too easy to paint him in a better or worse light depending on the writer.

Illusions, tricks, impressive physical, magical, and mental prowess, as well as being notoriously devoted to himself, his beliefs, and the select few he deems to be good, it’s not guaranteed that he’ll work with, or against you. He’s a force of chaos with his own code, for better or for worse.

His former master, an older and wiser god, had taught him how to fight from what he had learned from the flow of water- from the steady stream of a river to the thunderous force of ocean waves crashing against a jagged cliff face. Garou had repaid the lessons with sewing discord in the mortal world with his misguided ambitions, using his lessons to learn how to harness the wind to do his bidding, away from Silverfang’s techniques.

Lessons from other age old masters and their followers has him learning every style of every kind, magical and martial art alike, never paying attention to the philosophies surrounding each one out of disinterest.

His insolence had casted him out from the rank and file of the celestials, and he wanders the mortal plane as a demigod in search of a challenge and purpose after Saitama stops his naïve onslaught against the world.

In another life, maybe he would’ve had a more merciful upbringing as a child. But his mortal life was cut short: how? He can’t remember.

Maybe it was his tormenters at school.

Was he cursed? Were they just cruel?

Maybe it was a stormy night on a treacherous mountain when he tried to journey to a far off dojo for strength, away from what little he can remember from home.

Did he slip and fall to his death?

Maybe he had an unlucky encounter with a demon or two.

Or three. Or ten. Maybe they swarmed, razed, and devoured his village.

All he can remember was that his past life was filled with cruelty, where the world worked against him. When he awoke at the steps leading upwards to a dojo that gleamed an unearthly gold, the ground being amassed of clouds that didn’t touch his skin, and the skies jet black with stars shining like faraway lanterns, the boy-spirit didn’t hesitate on climbing the steps.

Storms and violent winds are heralds for the oncoming chaos he brings to the lands he wishes havoc on: the young god can be as theatric as he is destructive. He may have expressed the desire to become one with the demons, but his acts against humans are significantly less lethal than the ones he commits against demons, more mischief and punishment than cruelty.

A young boy had saved him when he took on the form of a wolf. Call it bad luck, or underestimating the threat, but Garou had been hunted to near death by man and monster alike.

Tareo stumbled across his unconscious, bleeding wolf form and took him as close to his home as he dared, housing him in an abandoned den safe from the weather’s damage. From there, he travelled to and from his house as days went by, patching him up as best he can while talking about his life and what today had been like, somehow oblivious to the danger that comes with caring for a wild beast, who’s staring at the kid incredulously, knowing this very fact.

In time after the wolf had disappeared from the den, leaving him dispirited and lonely for some time, he becomes acquainted with a ‘Mister’ who frequents the town he lives in, who teaches him how to defend himself against his bullies.

And in the dark hours of the night, when he ventures too far into the more dangerous parts of the village when his ‘friends’ forced him to, an eerie howling can be heard over the wind. They flee not long after when they see and hear the illusions that Garou had conjured in the dark thickets of the forest.

Tareo learns to associate the cold winds with danger. He may be in awe of gods and folk heroes, but he finds himself wondering who he managed to win the favor of to justify divine intervention. Just how often do cold winds press so insistently against him when he goes to dangerous alleys and areas?

Maybe Mister will know. He’ll ask him about it sometime.

—

Badd is a formidable and intimidating thunder god, whose displays of power have kept enemies in fear of committing cruel acts, lest they find themselves lost in a violent thunderstorm, their meager attempts to return home making them look like lost pieces of cloth getting battered around by the wind as the sound of thunder grows louder in the distance.

A cruel mortal will find themselves nearly dying from a tree almost crushing them on a dark night, with only Badd’s occasional flashes of lightning acting as their sole warnings for their brush with death, searing the experiences into their minds, prompting them to avoid the more vile crimes out of fear. Demons will find themselves stricken right where they stand, instantly killed on the spot.

If his followers have strayed to the dark arts in his name, Badd will angrily strike his condemnations on a surface that can withstand his thunder. If they forget, he strikes down his commandments instead, the words white-hot and glowing from his divine power.

Despite his brash and fearsome demeanor, he is the kindest out of the three, the most paternal figure in the trio. Many families dedicate their offerings to him; in return, he makes sure that they are safe from danger, and that their children aren’t stolen away by demons in the night.

He takes a shine to earnest folk. Good, hardworking people will be safer when travelling into more dangerous situations. There are plenty of books written on the patterns of thunder and lightning he sends down, and what kind of omens they are to prepare accordingly.

Most of it is psuedo-science. Badd may not be the most cunning god, but he knows that enemies can learn different patterns and work against him.

Zenko had cried with a grief she had never known when he was killed trying to protect her and their home as a young Ronin. Growing up, the pain dulled, and she took up the mantle he had chosen to take, teaching her students on how to protect their village just as he did, travelling the land to spread Badd’s name.

She knows exactly who her brother is now, and acts as his messenger and regent for his followers. It’s been years and she’s grown up, while he’s a busy god defending the other side of the planet from dangerous threats, so their meetings are few and far in between.

But every now and again, they cross paths and reunite; he always cries and she always comforts him, sighing with equal amounts of affection and exasperation at how sentimental he always gets. Every time they meet, he thanks her for all the offerings she’s made to him, all the devoted followers she’s inspired to carry out his name and commandments. Every time they meet, she hugs her brother as tight as she can and swears his heartbeat now sound as loud as the thunderstrikes he summons on his enemies, the static crackling on the clothes at his newfound power, but he’s still the same big brother that raised her as best he could when she was little.

Zenko misses Badd everyday when they have to go their separate ways, and know he’ll be left devastated when she lives and dies a mortal life, but they treasure what time they have when they manage to reunite.

All Three

Due to their ferocity and fearlessness, many, many warriors pray to them for power and success. They’re far more popular in young fighters seeking to make something out of themselves, just as old gods are more popular with veterans and experienced warriors. Revitalizing food are often offered to them, with the occasional sweet cakes dedicated to Badd. Trophies of their successes (such as a horn from a slain demon, some scales from a malevolent dragon) are offered to shrines for safekeeping after they’ve prayed to them successfully.

All three have soft spots for children and the victimized, and such, many family offerings and whatever could be spared from folks who have little to offer are often found at their shrines.

They strike a sense of home for the ones who don’t truly fit in. Badd was not well mannered or refined, Garou was mischievous and disillusioned with the world, and Genos had everything he’d known and loved torn away from him when he was young. All three aren’t the best at socializing, are intimidating in their own rights, and are known to be aggressive at times.

For them, they don’t leave much, except for heartfelt prayers and confessions they’d never dare to tell others. The three fulfill it as best they can: in person if they have to, though they are careful to use a slightly different form each time. Who knows what could happen if people started recognizing you when you take on a mortal form?

#opm #hellion trio #shitty teen squad #badd #metal bat #tareo #garou #genos #zenko #saitama

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crystalgirl259 · 3 years

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The Flame and the Dragon Ch8

Chapter 8: The Proposal

Kai suddenly jumped out of his skin and stumbled into a heap on the floor. After untangling himself, Kai shook his head and found himself on the kitchen floor. His book lied open on the table and the chair he'd fallen asleep in tipped over when he stumbled. A loud knocking against the front door sent obnoxious vibrations through the entire house. He punched the floor in frustration. It took all his willpower not to destroy everything within two feet of him.

It wasn't the first time he'd fallen asleep reading a book, but it was the closest he'd ever come to seeing his dream lover or kissing him.

The obnoxious pounding on his front door only increased his already burning fury. The furious brunette stormed to his feet and stomped to the front door before unlocking it and throwing it open. He intended to take his rage on the idiot foolish enough to wake him from such a wonderful dream.

"WHAT!" He bellowed. Then his jaw hit the floor, out of shock more than anything else.

"Why hello darling," Morro flashed a seductive smirk, swaggering into the house. The duke's swagger wasn't in any way surprising; in fact, Morro visited the Smith's home frequently in his attempts to either seduce Kai or bribe Nya into a marriage contract. The fact that he'd invited himself in wasn't a surprise either. Being the Duke, he would claim it was his own right to be allowed in. Dismissing of him would be a direct insult and utter rudeness.

What shocked Kai to the core was that this time, however, and only this time, Morro had arrive draped in nothing but a wedding suit and was holding up a gorgeous, white-laced wedding dress to the brunette!

It was clearly tailored for Kai. Heck, it even had his full name stitched on the tag. The dress left the top of the shoulders uncovered, but didn't cover the sides and flows down into an elegant plunging neckline. It's a relaxed fit which makes the dress look comfortable, yet elegant and stylish. The arms had been left uncovered. A choice that added to the elegance and grace of the dress. The dress's waist was wide, but it was a comfortable fit. A small, elegant belt helped accentuate the waist without being too much.

Below the waist, the dress widened and has a bell style.

The dress reached well above the ankles and was slightly longer at the sides and back of the dress. The final touch was the white veil embroidered with flowers. At first, Kai was too shocked to say anything, but once his head cleared enough to think straight, he turned to the duke, glaring.

"Morro... what a pleasant surprise." He kept his voice civil solely out of respect for his relatives. The words rolled like poison off his tongue. Misinterpreting this as a sign of approval, Morro smiled a smile that curled at the corners.

"I'm sure." He brushed up against the brunette, leaning in close, causing Kai to take a step back. His green eyes flashed like a siren about to seduce its prey. It was a miracle of Kai's will that he hadn't already thrown the duke out of the house. He exhaled a breath when Morro pulled back and looked around his home. He sighed with disapproval. "Why do you live in this God-forsaken house, Kai? It's so... small and plain, and it's in the middle of the woods?" He complained.

Kai clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, his face was red with rage.

"I like my house; it's more than enough room for me, Nya, and Lloyd and we actually quite enjoy the walk to town and the woods; Nya finds it inspirational." He answered, doing his best to keep his voice civil.

"I wasn't asking if you tolerated it." Morro snapped, strolling towards him again. "I was saying..." He began until he caught his reflection in the hallway mirror. He stopped and smirked at the handsome god in the mirror, and ran his hand through the jet black locks, and straightened his bow tie. Kai scowled in disgust. Morro was as shallow as a puddle. Once the Duke was finished entertaining himself, he strolled back to Kai in that seductive swagger the brunette was beginning to hate more and more.

"I wasn't asking if you could tolerate it, darling, I simply meant that you deserve more." He smirked as he brushed against him causing him to take a long step backward. "Surely, you've always dreamed of something better than this?" He purred and Kai raised an eyebrow at this. He dreamed of getting out of this rat hole and of what he could learn, where he could go, and what he could see. Not what house he lived in. It took all of Kai's willpower not to roll his eyes.

Only Morro would care for something so frivolous.

"And what exactly do I deserve?" He demanded, expressionlessly, crossing the room to return to the kitchen. Morro's smile curled, taking a step towards Kai.

"You, my darling, deserve the best and only the best."

"And what is that." He asked, his neutral mask refused to fade.

"A grand, beautiful home filled to brim with treasures and endless elegant rooms." He swooned, brushing up against him again. Kai stepped back but Morro stepped forward. "A high title and position worthy of your status, the respect, and admiration of all the people around you, a house full of servants to wait on you hand and foot and, of course..." His fingers danced up Kai's chest, making him shiver in horror. Kai gripped the table, resisting the urge to grab the man in front of him by the neck and throw him out the window.

Respect for his family forced his temper under control.

"You need a spouse; someone who is gorgeous, educated, well-respected, highly thought of, someone who has known you your entire life; to ravish you each and every night and spoil you with whatever your heart desires." He grinned and Kai swore his skin turned green when the noirette said ravish. He couldn't even concentrate on the rest. By some miracle, he managed to hold his stomach and worm his way out of his grasp, unable to listen to Morro's ridiculous delusion of his wishes anymore.

Again his gift of words failed him, unable to find a world revolting enough to describe the spoiled and selfish dream world Morro was creating.

"And you know who that woman would be?" He asked as he cut him off when he escaped into the hallway.

"I can't even imagine." He retorted, not even trying to hide the sarcasm in his voice.

"Me, darling." The duke said gleefully, in a voice so giddy, it would make even the strongest of men, sick to their stomachs. "And all it takes is one little question…" He growled seductively as he pushed himself up against the brunette, as he skillfully backed up until he felt his back hit the front door.

"Morro, are you asking me what I think you're asking me?" Kai gulped as his amber eyes almost bulged out of his skull in a mixture of anger, shock, and disbelief. Morro's eyes turned dangerous with impatience. The noirette braced his arms on either side of Kai trapping him between him and the front door, and never in his life had Kai cursed his short height more than he did then.

"You aren't very bright are you darling? Let's be clear then; I am going to marry you!" He exclaimed and his eyes lowered seductively, as he moved his face closer, not noticing Kai's free hand wrap around the doorknob.

"I do have something I want to tell you," Kai smirked, feeling morally obligated to all humankind for the good deed he was about to do. Smirking in victory, Morro closed his eyes and leaned forward waiting for Kai's lips to meet his. "OVER MY DEAD, ROTTING BODY!" He suddenly shouted in burning rage. A sharp turn of the doorknob and dodge to the left by Kai and Morro was so overcome by surprise. He screamed when he stumbled through the door and straight into the mud that had been acuminating after last night's storm.

The once stunning white wedding dress he had been holding was now completely ruined by the sticky brown mud.

A band suddenly roared to life, until a series of collective gasps filled the air. Kai felt his jaw drop. The entire town stood in front of his house dressed in tuxes and ball gowns. A gazebo, decorated in white roses with a priest holding a bible standing beneath it, stood at the edge of the property. A red carpet covered in white petals led from the gazebo to a few feet from the mud where the duke had landed. All the eyes of the town folks were glued to either Morro or Kai.

A few people glared at the brunette with jealously, while some were in tears.

Even a large, delicious-looking wedding cake had been placed in the center of a silk cloth-covered table and surrounded by goblets filled with red wine.

"You arranged an entire wedding behind my back?" Kai growled shaking with fury. All control vanished in a single instant. Furious amber eyes bore into Morro like pools of fire. "Get. This. Through. Your skull. Morro." He spat his name as if it were poison. "I. Will. NEVER. EVER. MARRY. YOU! Now get off my property and FSM help you if you come back because I will not be responsible for my actions!" He roared. He then slammed the door shut, sending the entire town into shock.

Morro's screams of fury were the last things he heard before he bolted through the house and out the back.

He crashed into the side of the deck, panting uncontrollably. Shock, anger, disgust, and a dozen other emotions burned through his veins all at once, consuming him and making it impossible to think straight. He couldn't even speak coherently or even say the word. The very realization was too horrific for his mind to comprehend. He knew full well what Morro wanted, but the man lived and breathed formalities, and that dictated one had to ask permission of the parents first then ask the person to marry them.

Morro was not bold enough to defy the traditions that dictated his place in society, only because they gave him all the power he wanted.

He had dropped hints, made advances, and whatever else to persuade Kai to marry him. But he had never shown up at his house demanding he accepted his proposal. The fact he'd arrived with a wedding dress and had the entire town outside his front door as if expecting Kai to marry him that second was even worse! Kai couldn't stand being the idea of being the husband of that pompous asshole. He jumped over the railing of the deck and bolted across the yard, so fast, the fields vanished under him and the trees were a blur.

He didn't stop.

It wasn't until he found himself skidding in the dirt, barely stopping in front of the pond and falling back into a bed of daisies and dandelions in their cotton form, that he finally calmed himself down enough to think. Kai panted like he ran a marathon. The blood still accumulated in his face, but his color was still pale. Tears streaked his cheeks, purely from shock more than anything else. He didn't know what was wrong with people. He grabbed his head and screamed as loud as he could in frustration, but only because he knew this far from town no one could hear him.

He didn't feel better once he stopped.

He felt embarrassed. Still, he fell back against the field and calmed himself down, wishing more than ever he'd given in to Lloyd's demands. Once he's calmed down, he sat up, bunched his knees against his chest, and buried his face in his hands. He wanted out of this God-forsaken dirt farm not to be trapped in it and being married to the duke until death did they part. He knew no one in this stupid town would accept or see him as anything other than what they wanted him to be.

They only saw him as another part of their perfect unspoken plan.

No one cared about his wishes or what he wanted. They only cared about how he fitted into their provincial grand design. He knew that would be the case since the day he arrived, but it still. How could it not when everyone around you drills and hammers it into your skull that who you are and everything about you is wrong? Kai wiped the tears from his cheeks, refusing to cry or shed a single tear for the town he'd been forced to call home. He couldn't even begin to imagine how much Vincent was writhing in his grave for what Morro did to the place.

Or who much his parents were kicking themselves for leaving the twins and Lloyd to fend for themselves.

Kai promised himself that he was getting out of there. He didn't care how did it or when. He was getting out of that place and was never coming back. His hand soon discovered a stem and he turned to it. A dandelion stood there. Its cottony seeds were in full bloom, ready to be swept away by the wind. A childish game of making wishes and blowing on dandelions flashed in Kai's mind. He carefully picked the stem and twirled the cottony blossom in his hand.

It was a silly thing to do, really, but at that moment it seemed right.

"I wish for someone to understand me; someone who will love me for who I am and nothing less." He wished before taking a large intake of breath and releasing it over the seeds. The cottony seeds dispersed in an instant sending strands fluttering into the distances, carrying with them his deepest wish. A sudden high-pitched cry broke his serenity. Kai's eyes widened in recognition. Sitting up, his fears were confirmed when a brown blob charged straight for him.

It was their horse, Flame, still attached to the caravan.

Kai was on his feet in a second. He bolted to the stallion. Flame skid to a stop, clearly not wanting to hurt his master, the cavern rolled and jolted forward then back in response. Kai grabbed the reigns and stroked the stallion, speaking soothing words until the horse was calmed. Flame's intelligent eyes gazed into Kai's sadly. The brunette's heart plummeted when he noticed the horse was missing its rider and no one was inside or on the caravan.

Panic swept through him as he turned to the stallion, with terrified eyes.

"Flame, where are Nya and Lloyd? Did you lose them? Are they hurt?" He asked the horse desperately. Understanding the boy's fear, Flame neighed loudly before gesturing his head back towards the forest. Taking in the boy's bewildered look, the horse tried to move as far as the caravan would allow towards the path he'd come from as if telling him to follow. Understanding what the horse was saying, Kai's eyes widened. His hands grabbed the reigns tying Flame to the caravan and he viciously untied the knots and set it on the floor.

He bolted across the field, charged into the house, and grabbed his black winter coat off the hook, and threw it on over a long-sleeved red shirt and black pants.

He pulled on his riding boots and grabbed the scarlet scarf Maya made him before running back outside. The stallion was still waiting for him and gestured for Kai to climb on. Once the rider was settled, with a flick of the reigns the strong horse took off. Determination fired Kai's blood at the thought of the only family he had left lost in the woods, alone and without help. The townspeople made no effort to hide their fears when it came to the large, frightening forest.

They had all heard nothing but horror stories about that place.

Dr. Saunders had once told to the siblings that many of the townsfolk believed the stories of a cursed family who used to rule these very lands over a century ago before a wizard cursed them. Dr. Saunders told those stories in an effort to convince people that stories were meant to entertain and not believe. The superstitious residents believed them nonetheless. Even Ray warned the siblings never to venture too deep into the woods.

"Go Flame!" Kai commanded, waving his hands in the reigns. Detecting the urgency in his voice gave Flame the sudden burst of speed he needed until the horse found himself in a familiar forest clearing. Sunlight had dipped beneath the trees lighting the darkness of the forest with an orange and violet glow.

"Is this the place?" Kai asked the horse. Flame neighed in response. Heaving himself over Flame's side, Kai slid down from the saddle and look around. The horse sniffed the ground for any traces of Nya and Lloyd but the storm had washed away most of the trail. Anything to indicate the direction Kai's siblings went was covered by rivers of mud and a carpet of leaves from the storm. Kai swore, bending down to examine the ground. The rain had washed a mountain of mud over the area, burying any traces of footprints that might have been left behind.

His eyes meticulously scanned the forest floor, for any clues as to what happened, until he finally left the road and searched the bushes.

His hand suddenly found something smooth and tough almost like leather. With a flutter of hope, Kai gripped the cloth and ripped it free from the branches and mud on top of it, and shook it open. He recognized the material instantly. He growled as he clutched Lloyd's coat so hard his knuckles turned white.

"They were here, Flame, and if I know Nya, if they're lost in a storm the first thing going through her mind is finding shelter, especially if Lloyd's hurt." He told the stallion. The horse nodded in agreement, before sniffing the ground again. Slowly, he started to walk, following whatever was left of the scent. Kai followed, searching for any sign as to which direction his siblings must've gone. A loud neigh knocked Kai out of his thoughts. Flame grabbed his scarf with his teeth and pulled the brunette teen toward another path in the woods, before gesturing his head to the path.

It was different from the others.

Unlike the dirt paths caked with mud and overgrown with plants, this one was smoothed and made of fine cobblestones. Small plants and weeds were dotted it but the ground remained in place and that was when Kai saw them. Footprints made from boots, sinking thickly in the mud, symbolizing the owner was carrying some extra weight when the prints were made.

"Flame, you are brilliant!" He laughed as he hugged the brown horse's neck, before climbing back on. With a snap of the reigns, the horse took off, following the path and the prints deeper and deeper into the woods, until at last the woods came to an abrupt end. The path led to an enormous gate of rusted black iron standing so profoundly. A grey cloak lied past the gates on the side of the road where its owner must've collapsed. Kai dismounted gracefully, pulling on Flame's reigns until his fingers intertwined with the bars of the gate.

His family was there.

They had to be. His eyes followed the path all the way to the end. His amber eyes bulged in stunned awe.

"It can't be..." He whispered as shock and disbelief reeled through his entire being. His eyes widened and his mouth dropped open in surprise. "That's... not possible."...

#The Flame and the Dragon #beauty and the beast #parody #ninjago #ninjago zane #ninjago cole #ninjago kai #ninjago lloyd #ninjago nya #ninjago jay #lavashipping

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listless-brainrot · 3 years

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do u have any jet headcanons?? :0 or any freedom fighter stuff in general

ALSO i rly love your blog btw ksfksksk

ALSO ALSO a small jet for ur consideration:

thank you for this BLESSED small jet i accept him with open arms.

i will now return the favor with a LOT of headcanons for both jet and the freedom fighters. like a LOT a lot

and tysm!! i really like your blog too, you seem really cool!!

Jet

-practically Exudes dad/eldest sibling energy. good at being one too

-has a way with kids that confuses others sometimes. in that “knows just what to say to calm a crying kid down” way you know

-his “cool teenager” attitude??? 100% a front. he simply acts this way because he knows he’s got people lookin up to him

-due to his paranoia, when he gets anxious, he often picks at his own sleeves, hence why they’re so ripped. this is also why he chews on his stick/wheat. chronic but subtle fidgeter

-he can’t... read. he can only read some parts of script. this leads to many absurd misinterpretations when things are written down

-extremely crafty and clever!! built his own freakin’ base in the trees!! i like to think that he whittles and carves in his spare time

-often whistles while he works, and since it’s shown that the whistling is a code in canon, probably uses it to secretly talk shit with the freedom fighters lmao

-if you hear a bunch of birdcalls in his forest at night, it’s not because it’s mating season. it’s tea.

-personally i hc him as red-green colorblind. this is The only explanation for the way he dresses. that and also i’d like to imagine that he genuinely doesn’t realize he’s Not wearing brown

-i think he used to have siblings. i don’t like to think about it too hard.

Smellerbee

-can be extremely snappish, but everyone agrees that she’s one of the kindest in the group

-has a sisterly relationship with jet and genuinely looks up to and admires him, there’s a reason why their hair looks pretty similar

-extremely skilled with a knife to the point where, sometimes, that’s all she needs to take soldiers down

-has the braincell of the group most of the time. no she will not share it. go get your own

-the other freedom fighters affectionately call her “badgercoon”. started putting paint on her face to officially live up to it

-she has a birthmark under her bandana! i like to think that it’s heart shaped. only longshot and jet know it’s there

-she says trans rights! when she came out, the other freedom fighters were really supportive once she explained, and she’s been proudly herself since

-is pretty much an older sister to the duke, which was a role she initially didn’t want, until she spent enough time with him to learn that, yeah, he’s a cool little dude

-totally did not teach the duke how to use a knife. absolutely did not do this. sure! pin the knife thing on the knife girl!

-the headband is from her mom. the scrap tied around her arm is actually a part of longshot’s shawl.

Longshot

-selective mute and possibly on the spectrum, only comfortable with talking minimally, even around the freedom fighters

-which is cool, they’ve found that he speaks volumes with his face alone and all have their own little ways of figuring out what he’s saying

-is it cliche to think that he’s the strong silent type with a soft side? perhaps. but this is what i think he is

-he was one of the first freedom fighters jet found, and the two have been extremely close ever since. smellerbee was the second

-archery skills are extremely precise to the point where it could be comparable with the yuyan archers!! the kid is EXTREMELY talented

-so quiet to the point where people often don’t realize he’s in the room. he absolutely uses this to his advantage

-going off of that, he turns up in THE weirdest places. no one can explain it. he was in his hut one moment and is at the top of the tallest tree the next. everyone Hates playing hide n seek with him

-best friends with smellerbee; both often work together as a team on missions, with her close range fighting style and his long range one going hand in hand

-his favorite food is sticky buns!! they stole some during a raid and he’s been secretly craving them since

-the hat doesn’t have any special meaning to him, he’s said before. it’s practical, just like him. though, he’s never been seen without it.

Pipsqueak

-we don’t see much of him but he seems such like a neat, big hearted guy!

-i don’t know how old he is and i’m too afraid to ask. but i’d like to think that even if he’s older than the rest, he gets along well with these kids either way

-his laugh is extremely infectious, even if he does have a tendency to laugh at pretty much everything

-helped with a majority of the base construction, using his strength to carry the wood high up and hold it all together

-maybe he was an ex-earth rumble fighter?? i’m not sure how that would work but he’s certainly got the strength for it

-all the freedom fighters were at least a little scared of him at first, but quickly warmed up to him

-is actually a pretty good cook!! everyone looks forward to when it’s his turn to make dinner (on the contrary. smellerbee, unfortunately, cannot)

-has a strong relationship with the duke, and he’s always lookin out for the little guy, making sure he’s staying in check and not getting too outta hand

-the duke thinks that pipsqeak is one of the coolest guys around (bar jet) and will find any and all excuses to sit on his shoulders. he likes to feel tall!!

-doesn’t remember much about his village or where he came from. joining the freedom fighters gave him a sense of identity again.

The Duke

-due to being the youngest in the group, all the freedom fighters are extremely protective of him

-also due to being the youngest in the group, he’s not the biggest fan of this treatment, and alternates between taking advantage of it and despising it

-no one taught him how to fight like that. he just started dropping from the trees to attack outta nowhere. everyone just kind of went with it

-for the love of god don’t let him around candy. he will NOT calm down for DAYS. jet learned this the hard way

-often tires out easily and can be found napping in various places around the base; the only time he doesn’t nap is when he’s on patrol, and even Then

-only jet and pipsqueak can call him “duke”. the The is very important to him and if you just call him duke he gets mad

-he and smellerbee used to not get along much, with smellerbee insisting she’s no babysitter and the duke insisting that he doesn’t need to be babysat

-now though they get along really well, and they totally don’t mess with the other freedom fighters. pranking?? absolutely not. they’re innocent!

-likes to draw!! they don’t have a lot of paper or brushes, but one time they stole a calligraphy set and the duke proceeded to use it all up in one sitting (his paintings are now hanging in the freedom fighters’ respective huts)

-he found the helmet during a raid once and begged the rest of the group to let him keep it. he’s been wearing it since! both longshot and him bond over important hats

Sneers

-i don’t like him. he had an uncle he could’ve been staying with this whole time and instead freeloaded with a bunch of homeless kids til it wasn’t convenient for him. he gets no headcanons.

General HCs

-all those funny sounding names the freedom fighters have? those were little nicknames once. they were the ones who chose to keep them

-the definition of found family, and will do anything and everything to protect it and their home

-when jet destroys gaipan, the duke and pipsqueak becoming so disillusioned with him and leaving, along with other kids, upset jet for weeks

-them leaving was one of the first things that encouraged him to leave for ba sing se

-he was going to go alone, leaving smellerbee and longshot in charge, but they join him later on, not wanting him to face this alone

-all the other kids who are left can take care of themselves, but that doesn’t mean he’s got to

-despite initially protesting, jet lets them come along, internally glad that he isn’t facing this alone

-though they’re all lost and barely have a clue on what to even do, they settle on ba sing se; the most important thing for them is to be somewhere else that the fire nation can’t reach. this way, they can heal properly

-they heard “impenetrable great wall” and thought that would be absolutely perfect for them!

-they miss him.

-a lot.

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linkspooky · 4 years

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Kumagawa + Ajimu = 0

Medaka Box is a school battle manga that isn’t at all about fighting. Instead it’s about how the characters connections to other people humanize them. How abnormals, are no more than normal people when they connect with others. The greatest example of this in the manga is Medaka and Zenkichi, the superhuman girl who becomes human through her connection to her normal and everyday best friend.

Medaka and Zenkichi have been together their entire lives, to the point where they both sort of build their identity around each other. Medaka was only able to see herself as a person because Zenkichi saw her as a girl first and not a genius. In other words as Medaka says, you’re the person that made me, me. Medaka’s most formative memory is not with the people who praised her as a genius or showered her in affection, but with the one person who always treated her like normal.

However, this post isn’t about them. Instead of looking at one of the most positive relationships in the manga let’s look at one of the most negative ones.

Medaka and Zenkichi build each other up, but Ajimu and Kumagawa destroy each other. Ironically for the exact same reasons. Kumagawa and Ajimu are also the only ones who treat each other as humans, and they aer both at their most human and vulnerable when around each other, but unlike in Medaka and Zenkichi’s case this is what leads them to hurting each other.

This is because Ajimu is a shadow of Medaka, and Kumagawa a shadow to Zenkichi, and they were both built as characters to foil a more negative aspect to their counterparts, and even in their relationship to each other reflects Medaka and Zenkichi’s like a reversed and inverted image in a mirror.

Instead of talking about two good children let’s talk about two terrible brats.

1. Kumagawa and Zenkichi

Kumagawa and Zenkichi are both untalented people who want to stand out amongst the talented and special people. However, the differnce between them is not something so simple as Zenkichi works hard, and Kumagawa is lazy and always tries to take the easy way or cheat his way through.

The light novels even say so. That Kumagawa is a hard working person that always puts all of his efforts into everything he does.

When he took up the position of Student Council President, I hadn’t expected it at all from him, but unexpectedly, as if he’d had prior experience, Kumagawa-kun properly completed his Student Council President duties.

He did his work in an unpleasant, indescribable manner that could really only be described as “completed”, and it was a very unpleasant manner from the point of view of a General Affairs Manager, but even so, even if the work couldn’t be considered splendid, I couldn’t deny that Kumagawa-kun was truly a hardworking person. [x] translation by @polaristranslations

The difference between them is Zenkichi’s efforts have always led to self improvement. They get rewarded. He always progresses forward as a person. However, Kumagawa’s efforts never get rewarded. He never improves, he only gets worse, he only spirals down. Zenkichi could be given one thousand tries and make it on the 999th time. Kumagawa would go all 1,000 tries without ever winning once.

In the first place, even if you got infinite lives as Mario or as Luigi, you’re someone that still wouldn’t be able to defeat Bowser—but still, since you ended up dying anyway. [x]

Internally, the characters are almost the same person. They’re both relatively normal guys who try their hardest at whatever they do, and they both have aspirations to be among extraordinary people. Zenkichi wants to keep up with talented people because he believes that makes him worthy of Medaka. Kumagawa wants to keep up with talented people because he believes the world only allows talented people, or people who are strong to be safe and happy, and he idealizes it as an escape from the constant chaos and misery of his life, while at the same time feeling spiteful towards them because he’s left out.

This is what Kumagawa also tries to get Zenkichi to understand about him in their first fight. Zenkichi and Medaka’s views on people acting out of trauma, or bad victims are a little bit black and white, they can’t possibly udnerstand why someone would want to lash out and hurt others.

You know how a lot of people misinterpret Catcher in the Rye as the main character being unlikable, just because he presents his trauma in unlikable and not straight forward ways. Because he doesn’t directly ask for help, but rather conceals his trauma and rambles around the point. Because he at no point cries out help me like a victim? Therefore people have a difficult time seeing him as one.

That’s basically Kumagawa and Zenkichi’s entire relationship. Zenkichi cannot accept Kumagawa, because Kumagawa never asks for help in straight forward ways. he never presents himself as a beautiful victim to save. In reality thought, Kumagawa is Zenkichi, just with a lot of trauma piled onto him. Kumagawa is aware of this and tries to make Zenkichi understand, but Zenkichi just doesn’t.

This is even lampshaded in an omake. That despite pretending to be the most terrible villain he can possibly be, Kumagawa’s personality is weirdly friendly and approachable once you get to know him. It’s because unlike Medaka, Kumagawa actually values the people around him as individual people. He values close connections instead of just trying to blankely love everybody. Which is what Zenkichi’s strength over Medaka is as well. They both are people that can connect to others on a personal level, they can harmonize others around them and their greatest strength is how they use that as a group rather than being individually strong on their own. Neither Kumagawa or Zenkichi actually need to be all that strong because their strength comes from empathy and their ability to understand other people.

They’re both natural support characters who think they have to be the ones fighting on the front lines. They also both lose most of the fights they get into, Zenkichi’s only real victory is against Munakata at the start of the manga. Even when he beats Nianami, he says he’s still the weakest member of the group. When he goes to the jet black birdal ceremony to save Medaka, he completely fails to save her and gets stabbed and becomes a hostage instead. Even both of them are essential to Munakata’s development, as Zenkichi becomes his first friend, and Kumagawa becomes the first person that Munakata ever killed. They both go out of their way to try to help him, but in opposite ways, Zenkichi as a friend, and Kumagawa helps him by making himself a victim to Kumagawa’s killing instinct.

They’re constantly comapred to each other in the manga, and they constantly act in opposite ways trying to accomplish the same thing at heart. Zenkichi even understands Kumagawa even when he pretends he doesn’t.

Kumagawa is obsessed with cleanliness because he sees it as a relief from the constant chaos of his life, because he thinks he’s forced to love ugly, and unpleasant things because that’s all he will ever see. Zenkichi sees through him because he shares that same obsession, he acts like an average guy who doesn’t want to be dragged into the extraordinary but he loves beatufiul people, he’s obsessed with Medaka and part of him still sees her as something above the ordinary instead of treating her 100% like a normal girl. They carry the same contradictions within each other, it’s just for Kumagawa they blow up in his face a lot harder than they ever do for Zenkichi.

They both loved Medaka. They both met Medaka when she was two years old, and tried to give her an answer to the meaning of her life so she would stop worrying.

You could even say Kumagawa is just Zenkichi without a Medaka in his life, but that’s not entirely true. Kumagawa has a Medaka, it just happens to be Ajimu who is terrible.

2. Medaka and Ajimu

Ajimu is the logical end result of Medaka’s ability to infinitely copy and gather skills. She now has quadrillions of them and is basically undefeatable. She too, like Medaka is a character that never has once lost in her life, the same way the main character of a manga never really loses. For both of them their incredible talent over others makes them feel completely inhuman and alienated from all around them, Ajimu just pushes it to an absurd extent crossing the line and becoming a “Non-human.”

They also both are trying to pursue insane goals when they meet each other. Ajimu wants to create a perfect human, and Medaka wants to make everyone happy. Not because they genuinely want those things, but because they both want to fail. Medaka wants to be human and feel like she’s equal to everybody else. Ajimu wants to fail and prove that reality is real in front of her and alsot hat she’s a part of it.

They’re both absurd girls, and absurdly lonely. They’ve lived their entire lives in almost complete isolation because no one has seen them as human. It’s just Ajimu has accepted that declaring herself a “Non-Human” whereas Medaka struggles with her desire to be a normal girl. If you think about it nobody in their lives has ever seen them for them. Medaka’s father sees her as an heir who has to take over his entire company the moment she turns eighteen, her other father saw her as a replacement for his sister, his brother obsessed over her to the point that it was creepy, every adult around her either put her on a pedestal or they thought she was terrifying and blamed her for their own inadequacies. The only person she had in her life who remotely treated her like a normal girl was Zenkichi.

Ajimu was someone who can get anybody to like her in the whole school.

「She hadn’t been such a sadistic character in the past… What happened to the kind and considerate Anshin'in-san that everybody loved…」

“……?”

He was giving off a rather timid aura, which was unusual for him. [x]

Because if everything is fake then, Ajimu can act however she wants. If they’re not real people, if they’re just programmed npcs then she can just pick the right responses to gain points with them. That’s why Ajimu is equally capable of being a very caring and loving person, but also cruel and sadistic. Neither of them are the real her, she’s equally both because she has nothing to ground her personality on, she doesn’t see other people as people.

Which is exactly what Kumagawa calls Medaka out on, which happens immediately after he reveals how his “love story” with Ajimu ended. Both Medaka and Ajimu have a trouble seeing other people as people due to how much they have been isolated and put on a pedestal their entire lives. However, both of them are both afraid ot come down from their pedestal as well and admit they’re wrong. Their entire identity is built around being girls stronger than anyone so who else would they be if they weren’t that?

Ajimu is just the negative result of such an attitude. Medaka is preechy and looks down on other people, but it’s never treated that seriosuly as a flaw by the plot. It’s always looked on as something well intentioned and misguided, but ultimately just something she does out of ignorance. Whereas, Ajimu has full on malice for the people she doesn’t see as people.

Ajimu’s complete apathy for other people causes her to treat others terribly. She carelessly tears Medaka and Zenkichi apart, throws everything into chaos, basically because they’re her toys and she wants to play with them. The only reason Ajimu ends up not killing anybody is because Ajimu herself doesn’t really care enough about anybody to kill them.

Medaka’s ignorance of other people, becomes complete and utter apathy with Ajimu. Her inability to love someone as an individual becomes Ajimu’s complete and total inability to see people as even real, or anything other than manga characters.

They both ultimately live empty lives that leaves them some form of suicidal. Medaka wishes she had never been born, and Ajimu wants to kill herself out of boredom.

What both of them want desperately is to be equal to other people, and to stop being alone, but also neither of them can let go of the fact that they are special and they think they have to stand above others which is what creates the central conflict in both characters. It’s just that Medaka believes life is epic and keeps trying to learn how she can live, she keeps growing, whereas Ajimu like Kumagawa just spirals out of control slowly and becomes more minus, more negative.

That’s why in the end Medaka is the only one that can stop Ajimu from killing herself, because Medaka is Ajimu, she has those same suicidal feelings and can understand them.

3. Kumagawa and Ajimu

What exactly happened between Kumagawa and Ajimu in middle school is never fully revealed, despite being so formative for many of the conflicts of the plot. However, there is a lot of subtext for what their relationship was and almost none of it is pretty.

The most defining moment of their relationship is that Kumagawa ripped her face off. If you think about Medaka and Zenkichi as two people who humanize each other, who give each other their identity than Kumagawa did the opposite. The face is the sign of identity. When Kumagawa ripped it off, not only did he destroy her identity, he also made everyone else forget about her.

Another thing is Ajimu appears to talk with Kumagawa every time he dies, and this close proximity to her is something that makes him hate her as much as he loves her.

It’s a pretty clear metaphor for being trapped in a relationship that’s bad for both parties, that makes you eventually start to hate the person you love specifically because you feel trapped by them. Their relationship is something that contributes to Kumagawa’s misery, but at the same time it’s something Kumagawa cannot let go of because if he does not he’s afraid Ajimu might die.

Kumagawa was doing to Ajimu what Zenkichi did to Medaka when they first met. he was trying to give her a reason, any reason to live. However, his way of saving her life was to screw her down and steal away both her face and her freedom. That is to say he made her even less of a person that she normally is.

The general story we know is this. They met in middle school, and during that time both of them kind of experienced a “honeymoon phase” of their relationship. Kumagawa was able to feel like a normal person around her because Ajimu is just that competent at getting along with others, and at that time he basically existed to do everything she said.

Even though you’re sitting arrogantly atop the seat of Student Council President, you’re nothing more than her puppet.

You may have heard the term “puppet government” before, but right now, you’re actually making that a reality—just like our time in middle school, our time at Hakobune Middle School.

That time—that time you became the Student Council President with a zero-percent approval rating, you had basically turned into a yes-man for me, the Not Equal. [x]

Ajimu says the first time she had expectations for another person, that is the first human being she struggled to try to see them as human was Kumagawa. However, something goes wrong most likely due to Ajimu’s suicidal nature and Kumagawa’s wish for her to live.

My guess is that on that “day” we never got to learn the details of, Ajimu threatened suicide first and Kumagawa retaliated. Or, Kumagawa knew she was suicidal all along and he was terrified of losing her and over the course of two years those negative feelings built up until Kumagawa finally broke and acted up.

At which point they both broke each other irrepably. They started being terrible to one another. Kumagawa is specifically referred to as having trauma that outweighs all the other trauma in his life and it’s triggered when Emukae takes both of the exploding bracelets and almost commits suicide right in front of him to save him. In other words he had trauma with girls he loves comitting suicide. It’s also the one thing he’s afraid of, like when he asks Gagamaru to kill him because he’s too afraid to just jump off the roof on his own.

When Kumagawa is describing all the negative things he has to accept in his life, he says it’s like accepting a lover. Which indicates a very unhealthy view when it comes to accepting the flaws of a lover in any relationship that you’re in.

Like some of the examples he lists are just, stuff that would happen in a relationship gone wrong.

The reason it went wrong being in the end, Kumagawa and Ajimu unlike Zenkichi and Medaka are too similiar, they’re both too afraid of being human. It’s even implied they both hold the same kind of cynicism and minus forms of views which is why the understand each other so well.

They both see the world as an inescapable reality that’s not for them, where they don’t belong. Kumagawa because he is too weak, and Ajimu because she is too strong. They are on complete opposite sides of the spectrum, but that is how they connect with each other, because the world is not for them, it’s like they’re the only two people in the whole world.

It’s Ajimu and Kumagawa who make all the metafiction jokes, about treating real life like it’s a manga. And that’s a form of using fiction as escapism. Ajimu believes everything is fake, because the reality is that everything is unbearably lonely for her. Kumagawa uses fiction to escape, because the reality is life isn’t like shonen manga and tragedy upon tragedy is going to keep happening to him and it doesn’t matter if he’s strong or week.

They both have this desire to become human the same way everyone else is. They both feel left out from other people’s happiness. However, they also both have the desire to escape, to run away, because things are too painful, too lonely for them and they can’t handle it.

Which is why ultimately both Kumagawa and Ajimu can’t work together, because neither of them wants to be human because being human is vulnerable. Zenkichi even comments this, Kumagawa doesn’t want to be understood, not really, or at least not the way he presents himself. He tries everything possible to make others fail to understand him.

Ajimu too, distances herself from reality as much as possible. She even calls herself a ‘non-human’ all the time, not because she’s some weird space alien, but because she does not want to be human. Neither of them wants to get hurt, to feel pain the same way that humans do.

Which is why they can’t work around each other. When they’re together, they both know each other so well, they both fit so naturally together, that both of them become vulnerable in a way that neither of them can handle. Kumagawa even says as much, though he presents the notion in the most warped and twisted way possible. That he saw through the fact that Ajimu was just pretending to be kind and to get along with other people, and none of that was her real self, and he tried to see through the mask. It worried him that he didn’t get to know the real Ajimu. Kumagawa at least at one point didn’t want to love the Ajimu that was kind to others, he wanted to love the real her.

But in the end Kumagawa has no idea if his feelings reached or even mattered to her. When he says as much it’s the one time Kumagawa looks genuinely sad during this entire conversation, and the panel hides his expression.

Which is why in the end they’re relationship is so important and formative to one another. They, just like Medaka and Zenkcihi are basically the ones who humanize each other. They make up each other’s identities. But at the same time both of them are so afraid of being humans they go out of their way to dehumanize and destroy each other.

Ajimu even admits this on the final note of their relationship together. That Kumagawa in the end was the only real person to her, the only person she could show any bias towards. That’s why she’s able to hate him and love him, because she actually sees him as a person.

In the same light, Kumagawa only starts to believe it’s possible for him to win when Ajimu tells him he can.

That’s how formative for Kumagawa Ajimu is. He cannot accept the idea that he could win, until Ajimu finally accepted and embraced him as a person.

That’s what it means to be close, you are equally as capable of hurting each other as you are helping each other. That’s why Medaka Box so beautfiully illustrates the power but also the vulnerability of human connection.

#mb meta #kumagawa misogi #medaka kurokami #hitoyoshi zenkichi #ajimu najimi #medaka box

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aliyah-7 · 6 years

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It is the “fluffiest” thing I can do. Happy endings are so not my style.

It was the first clear night in Cybertron, the first night with stars greeting and shining brightly for the survivors of the cataclysm that had nearly wiped them all from existence. Half the planet remained in ruins (the useful half), and there were still some heaps of smoke rising; but every beating spark that had gone to recharge with their fuel tanks half empty, with the fear of the roof falling on top of them, with the hopelessness of a grey night just as dull and eerie as grey day, stepped out into the dusty streets, and admired the starry sky.

Starscream, being a privileged being with thrusters and wings to elevate and soar the skies as he pleased, wasted not a klick and transformed taking flight into the endless sky in search of a high spot where to take a seat and enjoy that the dark days were finally over.

Feeling in high spirits, he flew around the city taking a look at the happy grounders that were pointing into infinity. Their voices were rising from the hushed whispers into fits of laughter and exclamations of joy; he doubted he had the right to claim any responsibility in that happiness, despite his help to sort all problems through, but he felt confident enough to claim it.

Albeit, he also had to admit he had needed some convincing.

He transformed in mid-air, his optics focusing on the vague silhouette of another flier already sat in the best spot. The foreign frame could not belong to anyone but Windblade and, with a smirk, Starscream resumed his course towards her.

Windblade remained impassive at the sound of an incoming jet, but her wings dropped slightly and her lips curved into a soft smile as she recognized the engines of the most annoying seeker she had ever met. He also happened to be the most cunning, and quite reliable... in spite of everything.

"Taking in the view?" he asked with a grin, taking a seat a few meters away from her. Windblade could only assume that surviving to an apocalypse had put him in a good mood.

'Small victories,' she thought jokingly, feeling herself like laughing.

"I'm just waiting for dawn," she replied instead, her smile widening at the thought of warmness coming through, bathing the sky with the pale colors of a new beginning, hopefully, a happier one, a better one.

"You don't like the stars?" asks Starscream, genuinely curious. Every flier that prized of their ability had at least felt some connection with the silence of the night and the white spots that guided the way. He had, of course, lost all that sentimentalism once the war had started, but the sight of it still soothed his tensed wires.

"That's not it," she replied with a small chuckle, her wings fluttering slightly before deciding to lay on her back, her optics facing the endless sky. "I just... like warmer colors."

She closed her optics, hoping the answer will suffice, but as time passed and she heard nothing but silence, she opened one of them to peek at the seeker, only to realize he was looking at her almost with shock. As if what she had said was unforgivable.

"What?" she asked, taking a sitting position, the surprise of his reaction becoming contagious. "I can't believe I just saved Cybertron alongside someone who doesn't like to stargaze," he replied, his servo reaching his chin as he spoke more to himself than to her.

He seemed pensive, almost contemplating his options with the new piece of information. Windblade admired him in silence; it was one of those rare occasions in which he was not being hostile and his facial features were not marked by hatred or fear. He looked younger than his bitterness had led her to believe he was and, if she had to guess, the slight drop on his wings signalized he was even relaxed.

Starscream, relaxed. In her presence.

Wow.

"Are you considering in antagonizing me again?" she asked jokingly, her attention focused on him. Starscream, right on cue, ended his pondering and resumed his stargazing.

"It's a possibility," he replied nonchalantly.

Windblade let go an amused smile but decided not to pursue. She knew how petty he could be, she better not test him on it.

"The sky on Caminus..." she began after a moment of silence, her gaze back on the sky. "... didn't look like the one in here."

"Caminus barely had any atmosphere, and the gases that emanated from the depths of the planet did not make it any prettier," she explained. "Besides, with so little resources, staying awake instead of recharging was both unwise and frowned upon."

"I never had a good look of the stars until I got here."

-o-

Starscream pondered in silence as he listened to her, wondering if there was any regret in her exile and later loss of her home. He sensed melancholy, but for some reason, that was an emotion that he had associated with her from the early days of their acquaintance.

"Well," he said, speaking casually, his frame shifting closer, "I suggest you take a good look to the sky as it is now. Once everything is back on its pedes, you'll be covered in politics and datapads."

He saw her smile widening a little, her optics gleaming in the night with delight and amusement at the realization. He decided to lie next to her, his wings brushing hers slightly. It felt more comfortable, more familiar. It made him forget the many times he had wanted to go back, but could not.

Silence stretching between them, Starscream started to drift off. Finally, there was some wind blowing, caressing the more sensitive wires of his frame. Finally, there was that sensation of peace reaching his spark. It did not matter who he was, who he was meant to be, who he could be. All that mattered was who he wanted to be, and the odds of that were as infinite as his ambitions. He would be okay.

"Starscream?" asked Windblade, her voice soft, almost timid.

"Hm?" is all he said in return, his mind miles and miles away...

"Thank you for trusting me," she confessed, and it took him a klick to turn around and meet the honesty of her words shinning in her gaze, set on him.

If it hadn’t been for his wings being pressed against the ground, they would have given away the impact of those words on him. He held her gaze for a few klicks longer than necessary, noticing how it made her feel uncomfortable. That is new, he thought as an amused smile crosses his lips.

He heard her fans starting whirring, her optics averting his and instead focusing first on his cockpit, then back on the stars. He dared not to make an assumption of said behavior though, he could easily misinterpret it.

He sighed, supposing a confession on his end was required as well.

"Thank you for staying," he says, solemnly, though unable to look at her. "And for fighting for us." He meant more than that but decided not to say it. Upon meeting her, he had thought she was naive enough to believe he could change, then he thought she was stubborn enough to try to make him change. But then…

His words seemed to have surprised her, for she took a sitting stance; but soon enough they drew another smile from her, a more mischievous one.

"Wow," she said, "first 'I'm sorry' and now 'thank you'? You're making progress."

He smiled feebly at the taunt, guessing he deserved it. Saying those words had become easier with time and exposure, but he doubted he had learnt to mean them. Even then, as they were speaking, he has lied. For while he appreciated she had stayed to fight for them, with them, the only thing he could think back then was...

He sat upright almost with a jolt, startling Windblade. The thought unsettled him, worried him, scared him... and yet it also filled him with a tingle of determination, a stubbornness to reclaim his happiness back like he had not felt in ages.

He remained still and on the alert, his wings tense. His mind drifting into hypothetical yet cruel scenarios in where he lost. And dread would have easily claimed back its spot in him, had it not been for the delicate touch of someone next to him.

Windblade was still there, sitting next to him a servo gently pressed on his. Her features acquiring that worriedness that he always inspired in the few who had shown real concern for his state of mind.

“Are you alright?”

No.

“Y-yes,” he lied. “What?” he tried next in hopes of dismissing her concern, “thought I couldn’t take a joke?”

She said nothing in return but slowly retired her servo from his. Her smile becoming more compassionate before it dissolved in deep thought.

He resisted the urge to sigh again, knowing he had a long way to go before… changing. But hopefully, there would be nothing to step in his way this time. No Shockwave to incline the balance against him, no Megatron to submit him, no Unicron to threaten to destroy the dead piece of metal for some reason he still called ‘home’.

Because, all in all, it was ‘home’.

And he had all he ever wanted to make his home last.

#windscreamweek #fluff #day 1 #yes I'm late #sorry #Windscream #Windblade #Starscream #Transformers #scrapbook

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fallout4holmes · 6 years

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Journal 27

Our next stop was the Abernathy farm, followed by the Starlight Drive-In settlement. The Abernathy’s are doing well, their crops successful and the family in an excellent emotional and mental state considering all the strife they’ve had to deal with. As for the Starlight, the Drive-In’s lot had been cleared of cars, the steel repurposed to build houses for the settlers. A bar was constructed on the roof of the concessions stand, and traders regularly made their way through. A small plot of land beyond the asphalt was used for farming, and a large pool of water in the middle of the lot held a purifier. The barrels of nuclear waste that it once held had been hauled away by the Drive-In's most… unique inhabitant. I reflected it was a very good thing Danse hadn’t joined me right away after all.

Dogmeat growled softly.

“Easy, boy,” I said. “Nothing to growl at. Yet.”

Dogmeat sneezed, and went sniffing around the remains of the concession stand where a number of settlers were talking.

“Holmes,” Hancock put a hand on my shoulder, “either I took some bad jet, or there's a super mutant walking around this place.”

“His name is Strong.”

“... I ain't convinced this isn't some sort of shared hallucination.”

“He misinterpreted a line from Shakespeare, and wants to find the milk of human kindness. He thinks it will make him undefeatable.”

“Now you're just fucking with me.”

“Don't worry, Mayor. This super mutant plays nice… for now.”

Hancock laughed, soft and short. “Well. Glad to hear I've been a good influence on you.”

I smiled, and approached the mutant. “Strong! How is everything?”

“Human!” Strong growled, “Strong bored. Strong want to smash! We find milk of human kindness now?”

I sighed. If he was getting restless, it wouldn’t be good for anyone. I would rather not have to kill him, even if he is a cannibalistic barbarian. After all, for the moment he is ‘playing nice.’

“Human not break promise. Strong tired of waiting.”

“You’re absolutely right,” I said. “I said you could travel with me, and so you shall.”

Hancock started to laugh, “What? Oh, brother. This looks like the start of a seriously good time to me.”

Strong scowled. “No fun. Milk of human kindness is business.”

“Uh, sure it is,” Hancock nodded. “But business can be fun, too.”

Strong was not convinced. “Strong learn secret of humans. We go now?”

“As soon as I finish my business with the humans here,” I said.

“Bah, humans always talking!”

“An unfortunate truth. I won’t be long.”

The settlers who had been there longest were used to Strong, but he made all the rest nervous. They freely admitted he was a wonder for the defenses, but at the same time they wouldn’t mind if he was on a rotation among the settlements. The idea intrigued me. The trick would be finding a way to make him easily identifiable from a distance.

I’d think about it on the road. We resupplied and started as quickly as possible, so as not to keep the impatient mutant waiting longer than necessary. We would make our way east to Sunshine Tidings, and then all the way south to Murkwater, and then north to Diamond City where I would meet Danse and continue to the Castle. From the Castle I could go down along the coast to Warwick Homestead and come north past Jamaica Plain back to Diamond City.

Perhaps I might stay home for an entire week after all was finished.

I outlined the plan to Hancock as we walked. His eyes were wide, “Shit, Holmes. You really gotta see every single settlement in one trip?”

“Can you think of a more efficient method?”

“Strong hungry,” the super mutant muttered to no one in particular. “Strong want to eat someone.”

Hancock smirked, “Big guy might have the right idea.”

“The next animal that attacks, you can eat,” I said.

Strong grunted. “Animal not need attack. Strong hungry, Strong kill it, Strong eat. Why wait for attack?”

“I mean, he's not wrong,” Hancock muttered.

“... I suppose not. The point, however, is -”

Dogmeat barked in alarm as a trio of radscorpions burst from the earth. Hancock and I swore and started shooting. Strong shouted, “Smash!” and proceeded to do so, slamming a sledgehammer into the nearest arachnid.

One rushed toward Hancock, who tumbled out of the way of the claws before scrambling backward, shooting as fast as he could. Strong had attracted the other two, so I hurried to Hancock’s aid, blade in hand. I struck at the deadly tail from behind, earning me little more than attracting the creature’s attention. It turned, and I drove the point of the twisted blade as far into its face as I could and leaped aside when Hancock shouted “Move!”

A series of shotgun blasts finished the job, just in time for one of Strong’s opponents to rise up out of the earth behind me. I pulled my pistol and fired, as a scream of anger barrelled in our direction. The radscorpion’s stinger was destroyed as Strong’s hammer swung, and the beast died with it.

Strong laughed. “Ghoul good fighter! Strong approve.” He ripped open the carapace of the corpse at his feet. “Bug not as tasty as human, but taste better than ghoul. Human eat?”

Hancock and I looked at each other, and then back at Strong. “No thank you, Strong, I’m not hungry,” I said.

“Same,” said Hancock, “but we should probably cook some up for the trip.”

Strong made a disgusted face, “Bah, cook,” and ripped further into it. “This one has eggs. Will save for later.” He proceeded to help himself.

“I’m not nearly high enough to be watching this, but I can’t stop,” Hancock whispered.

“Squeamish, Mayor?”

“Pff, I’ve seen more gruesome shit in the Third Rail when Magnolia’s got the night off. I don’t know why this bugs me.”

“... was that pun intentional?”

He gave my shoulder a light shove. “Shut up and help me butcher one of the other ones.”

#fallout 4 #sherlock holmes #crossover #fan fiction #hancock #strong

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marjorieterry90 · 4 years

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Toonami Weekly Recap 2/24/2018

Black Clover EP#11 - What Happened on a Certain Day in the Castle Town: After Asta, Magna, and Noelle saved the villagers of Saussy Village, the Wizard King gives the Black Bulls a star of honor. Asta and Noelle also receive their first pay as Magic Knights, and Asta is filled with happiness.

Mobile Suit Gundam: Iron Blooded Orphans Season 2 EP#17 (42) - Settlement: Tekkadan wages war on the JPT Trust. As Tekkadan's Mobile Suit squadron mows down the enemy units, Jasley contacts McMurdo to ask for help, but McMurdo reveals Jasley's plan to have him arrested by Gjallarhorn so he will take over Teiwaz. He also informs Jasley about his deal with Rustal to sweep the Turbines incident under the rug, thus leaving JPT Trust alone to deal with Tekkadan, who have severed their ties with Teiwaz. Jasley calls for a conditional ceasefire, but Orga refuses the deal before allowing Mikazuki to destroy the bridge of Jasley's ship, killing the latter and avenging Lafter. Meanwhile, Isurugi broadcasts his speech revealing the corruption of Gjallarhorn, making particular note of how Rustal and Iok's actions led to the SAU-Arbrau war and the elimination of the Turbines. With no one left to trust, Tekkadan sever their ties with the Admoss Company to take part in the revolution led by McGillis.

JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure: Stardust Crusaders: Battle in Egypt EP#26 - Iggy’s “The Fool” and N'Dour’s Divine Geb, Part 2: Upon realizing that N'Doul is using his sense of hearing to track the group with his Stand, named after the Egyptian god Geb, Avdol attempts to set up a trap, but N'Doul figures it out at the last second, avoiding an attack from Magician's Red and injuring Avdol. Realizing Iggy can detect N'Doul's attack, Jotaro coerces him into summoning The Fool, which he discovers can glide. Jotaro hitches a ride against Iggy's wishes so they can head towards N'Doul to stop him from attacking. As they get closer, both Iggy's stubbornness and N'Doul's cunning puts Jotaro at risk, but Jotaro manages to overcome this by using Star Platinum to grab Iggy and throw him in N'Doul's direction. This forces Iggy to protect himself with his Stand while it also manages to distract N'Doul long enough for Jotaro to get behind him and knock him out. Although Jotaro's attack is not fatal, N'Doul commits suicide through the use of Geb so he cannot be interrogated over DIO's plans. Before his death, N'Doul reveals that his Stand is Geb, after the Egyptian god, and he is only one of nine such Stand users, a fact that shocks Jotaro. After burying N'Doul, Jotaro confronts Iggy, who shows his true colors to Jotaro. Elsewhere, a travelling manga artist asks to see a local boy's comic book titled Oingo Boingo Brothers Adventure and discovers its odd contents, but is scared off by the boy's older brother. The brothers prepare to head off to Aswan to confront Jotaro and the others, but the younger brother reveals what the man had read and they decide to wait for the next bus, as it is soon revealed that the boy's comic book had predicted the artist's death.

Hunter x Hunter: The Chimera Ant Arc EP#85 - Light × And × Darkness: As the Chimera Ants are reunited to unlock the power of Nen into their bodies, Neferpitou feels the presence of Kite approaching and leaves to confront him. Realizing that the enemy is too powerful for them, Kite warns Gon and Killua to flee, but Gon is taken by rage upon seeing Kite's arm being severed by Neferpitou and Killua is forced to knock him down and escape carrying him. After escaping the NGL, with Gon still uncounscious, Killua is approached by Chairman Netero who is sent there to wipe out the Chimera Ants assisted by two other Pro Hunters, Morel and Knov.

Space Dandy EP#05 - A Merry Companion Is a Wagon in Space, Baby: On Planet Humboldt, Dandy goes out to capture a Gentooan, a young girl named Adélie, who has the ability to transfer minds into dolls, but he is reluctant when the Aloha Oe has been towed away for a parking violation. Before Dandy decides to bring Adélie to the Registration Center to pay off the fine, Adélie convinces Dandy to take a detour to an apartment to meet with her grandfather, but she finds it occupied by a female tenant. That night, Dandy tells Adélie that he is going to a local BooBies, but he secretly traces her grandfather through the tenant instead. The next day, Dandy takes Adélie to the train station to meet with her grandfather, but Adélie misinterprets that Dandy is abandoning her. She transfers his mind into her penguin plushie before storming off, but she is soon kidnapped aboard a train by two vengeful alien hunters. Dandy attempts to rescue her while still in the penguin plushie's body, but Adélie's grandfather later arrives and defeats the alien hunters. Adélie thanks Dandy for finding her grandfather, and Dandy promises that Adélie can join his crew when she grows up.

Outlaw Star EP#23 Banned Hot Springs Episode - Hot Springs Planet Tenrei: The group goes to the vacation world Tenrei so Gene can look for caster shells to prepare for their trip to the Galactic Leyline. The crew relaxes in the hot springs and Gene meets with two priests, Ark and Hadul. They give him the caster shells in exchange for lewd footage of a third female priest named Urt. A side story includes a Kei Pirate named Tobigera, who repeatedly fails to assassinate Gene.

Note: This episode was pulled from Cartoon Network's daytime Toonami and Adult Swim line-ups back in the early 2000s due to the extensive amount of female nudity and sexually suggestive content. Nearly seventeen years later, the episode has aired on February 24, 2018 as part of Cartoon Network's revived Toonami line-up, albeit with a TV-MA rating for explicit/strong sexual content (S) and a minor edit to remove Aisha's nipples during the scene of Aisha ranting about the hot spring not being hot enough for her.

Cowboy Bebop EP#21 - Boogie Woogie Feng Shui: Jet, spurred on by a cryptic e-mail, tries to find an old acquaintance but discovers only his grave—he disappeared under mysterious circumstances. His daughter, Mei-Fa, an expert in feng shui, asks for his help finding a "sun stone" that can lead them to her father's location.

Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex 2nd GIG EP#15 (41) - DI: Afternoon of the Machines – PAT.: Section 9's Tachikoma fleet is down for routine maintenance. While the technicians inspect the fleet, the think-tanks begin a philosophical discussion on the Individual Eleven case and the implications and motives behind it. Gradually, this discussion shifts to the topic of the self and the reason that the Tachikomas have felt the sensation of looking down on themselves. Meanwhile, Togusa, Batou, Batou's personal Tachikoma, and Kusanagi report to SPring-8 to gather evidence collected by the staff from the ten deceased members of the Individual Eleven. While there, an explosion rocks the facility, and Batou, Togusa, and the Tachikoma dash to the scene. Having learned that a man named Asuda may have been in the building, the team regroups aboard the tiltrotor for a trip to Niihama Airport. Along the way Batou and Togusa learn from the Major that Asuda is the inventor of the Tachikoma AI, and may be attempting to defect to North America to obtain patent rights, which he cannot get in Japan as a state-sponsored scientist. Asuda is taken into custody in the airport lobby, and on the return leg of the trip to Niihama shares an important secret about the origin of the Tachikoma AI system with the team before bonding with Batou's Tachikoma. Asuda's information helps solve the mysterious "out of body" feeling the Tachikomas have been experiencing; it turns out that this new fleet's AI and central server are located on a satellite in space. He also admits that he had secretly inserted a program into the Tachikomas so that they instinctively remember him as a way to have his achievements recognized.

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