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The H.E.R.O.E.S.

The H.E.R.O.E.S. Is a team of heroes and antiheroes who was created in defense of the rise of supervillain activity since the 1960s. They are the successor of the squadron of heroes who helped stop the original rise during World War II and Cold War, but were disbanded for false crimes. The group stopped a invasion in Paris, France with seven heroes publicly revealing the group to defend the modern world.

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Members: Powi, Techno Armor, Combat Lad, Alien Spawn, Huìxīng Shíjiān, Black Bomb, Pantheria, Huge Zap, Jessa Finch, Bird Girl, Animal Hunter, Sonivibe, Chijindum, Glow Baron, Jeto, Hávėsévema’emá, Розиан, Baltob Jeongbu, Golem Fang, DeathTron, Peuli Madonna, Warren, Fireawn, Batis, Cree Connolly, Séjour, Beatrice Lim, Mistress Track, Lourenco Sparks, Giovanni Sharma, Robert Walsh, Agnia Zuniga, Mari Zheng, Barmhärtighet, Vibromistress, and etc.

Powi (Benjamin Edwards) is a mixed (African-Korean American) anti-hero. At a very young age, he and his brother lost both of their parents in a car crash. After several years in a orphanage, they were adopted by a headmaster of a circus. They were assistants who were unaware of the criminal actions within the circus. Benjamin was trained in swordsmanship and archery. After catching a money scheme, he was beaten and abandoned by the circus and his brother. He was then taken in by a priest who gave him a normal life. When he became old enough to live by himself, he became a hero for hire.

Powers and abilities: his time on the street gave him a sense of death and aware of any scene that resembles a murder. He has a photographic reflex that allows him to learn any fighting technique. He prefers to get it up and personal with hand to hand but he has a mastery of swordsmanship that allows him to easily get on the defensive due to his training. He is a master archer who will never miss a shoot more than once. He is fluent in English and Korean.

Equipment: he has a recurved bow that is collapsible. He uses custom made arrows that allows him to get any job done. He uses a Korean Jikdo Sword.

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Techno Armor (James Peterson) is a hero who rides in a high tech mech suit. He was the bodyguard of a rich kid who was the grandson of a superhero. The kid was kidnapped and James used the leftover technology from his grandfather’s superhero days to build a mech suit. He rescued the child and became a hero on his off hours.

Powers and abilities: he is a genius who is capable of redesigning weapons and disassemble missiles. He works a lot on cars and robotics. He is a trained combatant and strategist from his time in the army. He is a master pilot.

Equipment: he has a 10 feet mech suit who he calls Titan, which he operates inside the torso of the mech. He got a installed Jetpack to fly around. He has a unique metal that makes it nearly indestructible and the servos give it immense strength and speed. It has hidden cameras in the eyes to detect anything within the electromagnetic spectrum.

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Combat Lad (Ethan Torres) is a Solis superhero from the planet Sol. Ethan was born on the technologically advanced planet of Sol. Just as he is born, the planet was destroying itself. His scientist father saw this coming and sent him to earth in a pod shaped rocket. His parents died on the planet. His rocket crashed into Topeka, Kansas, where he was raised by Immigrant Irish parents. His adopted father died during his late childhood and his adopted mother died as he was graduating college. He decided to be a superhero in his private life and be a Novelist in his public life.

Powers and abilities: he is able to absorb Solar energy from sunlight and even from the suns themselves. In turn, the energy gives him similar properties to the sun. The sunlight gives him high levels of superhuman strength, durability, stamina, and regeneration. He generates a bio-electric aura that protects his clothes and anybody he touches. He can generate a personal electromagnetic field that allows him to fly. He can generate solar energy that allows him to see anything on the electromagnetic spectrum and move at superhuman speed. His body can generate plasma flames, which he can project it in beams that comes out his eyes, hands, and chest or project it in a omnidirectional burst. He can also manipulate his own body temperature to freeze everything within a certain area around him. His experience on the team will make him a great tactician and field leader. Because his job, he became a good writer and researcher.

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Alien Spawn (Blarkro) is a mutant Mens Lectorem superhero from Lector. Blarkro was caught up in a teleportation experiment from earth. He shares information with the scientist from earth in hope of them determining where to send him back. They told him their technology is not advance enough for them to send him back. He decided to spend the rest of his days trying many things even crime fighting.

Powers and abilities: He has the abilities of a normal Mens Lectorem that allows him to manipulate matter and energy through mystical energy. His unique abilities that allows him to have extra sensory awareness that allows him to detect changes in the universe. His time with the humanity taught him martial arts, archaeology, and mythology. He is a master of martial arts, from earth and intergalactic.

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Huìxīng Shíjiān(Yang Chang) is a Chinese mutant superhero.Yang is a automotive mechanic who is usually late for work and dates with her fiancée. One night, during a late shift, she was hit by a blast of energy and knocked out. When she woke up, she found out she could move at superhuman speeds. Inspired by a hero from a comic book, she became a crimefighter.

Powers and abilities: her mutant abilities draw power from the quantum realm, the gap between universes, timelines, and dimensions. This power allows her to move at the speed of time by mimicking the properties of tachyons. She uses her speed for many things like forming cyclones, Rapid healing, accelerated thinking, time manipulation, wall running, and water walking. This power also allowed her to connect to everybody through empathetic means. Her empathetic abilities allows her to undo mental control, protecting her mind from intrusions, and force the pains of their victims into their criminal. She can harness this energy for external uses too like energy blasts, magnetic manipulation, light generating, negating similar powers coming from the same source, and aura protection. She can speak mandarin Chinese and English

Equipment: the armor pieces allows her to travel the omniverse and map it. The googles protects her eyes from any blinding light and debris.

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Black Bomb (Tringad Lau) is an Asian American Mutant Anti-hero. When he was born, he was kidnapped and raised in a criminal organization. During his teen years, he found out that he has a twin sister, so he ran away to meet her. When they meet, they discovered that they have powers. They decided to be heroes after they found out their father is a famous hero from the past.

Powers and abilities: he has a connection to the dark dimension, a dimension that swallows and corrupts universes ruled by a inter dimensional being. He can create portals through shadows and turn into a shadow. As a shadow, he can fly, go through matter, grow in size, and create objects. He can also see the dark side of people and persuade them. He is immune to any mental attack due to his power over shadows. He can also charge objects with dark energy and use it as a explosive or a weapon. He is a skilled pilot and acrobatic. He is a expert combatant who can adapt to any fight through his years of street fighting.

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Pantheria (Elda Keane) is a European mutant anti-hero. She was a mysterious thief who seeked a way out of her life of crime. One day, she meet Necroclaw who gave her a way out and also a chance of redemption.

Powers and abilities: her mutant abilities allows her to manipulate people’s minds to do whatever she wants or to see through their eyes. She can make people see illusions and track a specific person through their minds. She can also communicate with people telepathically. She has peak human capabilities and survival training for any conditions. She is also a master of ninjustu that allows her to be a master thief. She can speak English, Greek, Japanese, and Hungarian.

Equipment: she carries a sniper rifle and energy swords.

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Huge Zap (Neely Hatheway) is an African American superhero who is a mutant. He was a hero back in the day just as the original H.E.R.O.E.S. disbands. He retired as soon as he nearly died in a battle. His daughters and wife saw him dying in a tub. His wife fixed him up and a few months after she left with the kids. He became a Dean to a local university in Atlanta, Georgia and tries to get his way back to them. One day, his kids discovered they had powers and where kidnapped by a local gang that deals with all kinds of powers. His wife told him about it and said he should do something about it. He decided to go to them as a respected man in the city and talked to their leader. They told him to leave it alone and threatened to kill him and them. He decided it is time to come out of retirement. He felt that his powers were more unstable so he made a device to stabilize it which showed him that he has more powers than he realized and went out and dealt with the gang. He returned his daughters to his separated wife and return to duty out of fear that more criminals will get bolder.

Powers and abilities: his main power is controlling electricity, which he uses to create forcefields and blasting enemies with bolts of electricity. A side effect of the new technology in conjunction with his powers is that he can grow up to 25 ft. At that size, he is superhuman strong. He has a Ph. D. In Biochemistry and is a genius who invented most of his tech.

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Jessa Finch is a mutant businesswoman. She is the daughter of a Norwegian supervillain and a female business tycoon. She went into busy as a pharmaceutical company. She made advancements by studying mutants and how their powers could help boost medicine. When a supervillain attacked her building, she reacted exposing her mutant powers. Her father went looking for her so that she join forces. She declined and had a big fight to which she won. The H.E.R.O.E.S. heard about her a recruited her not as superhero but as a scientist and businesswoman.

Powers and abilities: her main mutant powers are exactly like her father, which is Cyrokinesis. She primarily absorbs heats and use it to freeze people or create constructs out of thin air. She can turn her body into ice that boost her strength and durability and protects her from psychic attacks. She can use this power to control the weather, more specifically snow or blizzards, to the point where she can fly. She has minor psychic abilities like telepathy, mind control, telekinesis, and astral projection. She is a genius due to her years of studies. She can operate advance machinery and understand various the various fields of physics, business, and biology. She is acrobatic and capable of basic combat.

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Bird Girl (Judjuc Haplite-Hopper) is a mutant alien warrior from Accipiter. She came to earth to stop a upcoming invasion during World War II , but while there she fell in love with the people of this planet. She went into hiding after an attack from a powerful mutant, but when she heard a team of superheroes was forming. She quickly joined and was pleased with the results of the new heroes.

Powers and abilities: Like all Accuipiter Populus, she has wings that allows her to fly almost anywhere at the speed of light and superhuman physical capabilities. Her mutant dna allows her to have retractable claws in her knuckles and a faster regeneration process that makes her immortal. It also allows her to survive in space for long periods of time and generate light to blind her enemies. She is a expert combatant and spy from her times as a soldier for earth and Accipiter. She is a expert in all forms of weapons and martial arts. She is fluent in many human and alien languages and even capable of communicating with birds.

Equipment: her suit regulates her body temperature so that she is warm in cold environments and cool in hot environments. She carries a Scimitar and a modify flintlock pistol.

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Animal Hunter (Anthony Irvine) is a Native American anti-hero and sheriff of Cheyenne, Wyoming. He grew up hearing stories of his grandfather war stories and wish he was like him. When he graduated, he joined the army and had a uneventful time. But when he returned home, he heard about his grandfather’s death. In the will, it express a secret that his grandfather had during the war. He discovered that the secret was his grandfather was a Native American superhero named The lone Ranger. So he decided to be a Vigilante like his grandfather but to keep up appearances he decided he will also be the sheriff so nobody was suspicious of him. He became the animal hunter and his friend in the H.E.R.O.E.S., Techno Armor, invited him in later.

Powers and abilities: he is a expert hand to hand combatant and marksman due to his time in the army. He is good with a lariat and animals due to his time on his grandfather’s farm.

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Sonivibe (Colby Newton) is a mutant Latino superhero from Lansing, Michigan. When he heard the H.E.R.O.E.S. was recruiting, he took this time to go audition with his mutant powers. He told the H.E.R.O.E.S., how he got his powers from an alien portal that awaken his and his brother’s powers and his brother was sucked away in the portal. They hearing his story and seeing his potential, they let him join.

Powers and abilities: his body vibrates in a unique Multiversal frequency that he can transmit through the universe. He can create shockwaves by channeling energy from any earth so that can shatter planets and even the space time continuum. He can use this power to negate extra dimensional powers. A by product of this power is that his connection to the multiverse which allows him can track any living thing that crossed the dimensional barriers and become invisible to technology. He is agile and basic combatant since he was a troubled youth who ran away.

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Glow Baron (Jadyn) is a knight from England. He was born during the dark ages and raised on the way of the knights. He joined a war against a evil sorceress and they defeated her but lost their king. A Wizard prophesied that she will return in a more advanced time than theirs and needs somebody to warn them and help fight her. Jadyn volunteer and was sent forward in time. He meet with techno armor and Animal Hunter that a evil sorceress was coming. He joined the H.E.R.O.E.S. as the battle raged on and after the battle, he officially joined as Glow Baron.

Powers and abilities: he is a master of martial arts that was known in the medieval times. He is a expert in swordsman and riding a horse.

Equipment: his suit of armor is bulletproof and has a magic sword that can cut through anything even magic.

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Chijindum is an African female warrior from Kenya. Chijindum was born in a village that was point to the edge of collapsing due to a local militia group. One day, 18 year old Chijindum was taught how to fight by a traveling warrior wearing lion skin who unknowingly was her brother. He taught her martial arts and how to use melee weapons and left when he felt he taught her enough. She snuck into the militia group and defeated and drove away the whole group. This feat made her a legend in her village as it goes back to prospering.

Powers and abilities: she has durable skin and move at superhuman speed due to her ingesting a mystical herb. She learned how to resurrect the dead temporarily. she is skilled in multiple forms of combat and has an affinity to lead people in battle. She is great with melee weaponry like spears., Chakram, and gauntlets. She is an expert strategist who helped form plans in combat. She is a intuitive aptitude with modern science and engineering.

Equipment: She usually carries a spear.

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Jeto (Mead Wiloughby) is a mutant doctor from New York City, New York. He got caught up in a mob war when he saved the life of a mob boss. A bomb went off in the hospital he works in which blinded him. The explosion also activated his mutant gene, which lead him to see in a non-conventional way. He seeked out the league to become the team’s doctor and made a hospital in their base in case of emergencies.

Powers and abilities: he has the ability to see in the darkness through infrared vision. He has a Ph.D. In medicine and he has a minor in mathematics. He is a pro athlete, fighter, and writer.

Equipment: he has a unique smoke bombs that absorbs all light in the area. He carries objects in under his coat like a taser, laser scalpel, and cyro laser.

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Hávėsévema’emá (Iracema) Is a Cheyenne Female from Montana. She was born with a abnormal connection to spirits. Her father, the current chief of her band of people, was murdered by a super villain and went to kill him but he was stopped by Powi. Powi taught her there is a better way to stop villains without giving up her humanity. So he trained her and gave her a new path. While training, she made contact with some spirits that allowed her to communicate with her father one last time. After her training, she went back to her homeland as Hávėsévema’emá to protect her people.

Powers and abilities: due to the her connection to the spirits, she can copy other people’s moves that allows her to play any instruments, become a world class martial artist and dancer, and a great pilot. She is in peak human condition and a great marksman due to her training. She is skilled at reading lips in multiple languages and sign language in multiple languages which allows her to have a normal conversation with anybody.

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Розиан (Evpraksiya Bogdanov) is a Russian super soldier who decided to fight for all instead of just for country. When she was in her early 20s, she joined a Russian super soldier program. She did this to get her father’s attention due to him wanting a son so that he can be a soldier but he got a daughter instead. In the experiments, they pumped her full of an experimental serum and exposed her to a unique form of cosmic radiation. The experiment was a success until she started uncontrollably generating radiation. She was sent to space where she learned to master her powers and flew back to earth but due to how the government was currently acting so she decided to be her own hero for her people and every people.

Powers and abilities: since the experiment was successful at first, she has superhuman physical capabilities like enhanced strength, speed, durability, and reflexes. Her mastery of her nuclear powers allows her to fly at supersonic speeds and shoot radiation in bolts. If she push herself, she can become a being made out of cosmic radiation. Due to her years in the army, she is an expert combatant and athlete. Her years in space gave her an understanding of biology.

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Baltob Jeongbu (Ji-U Moon) is a Kumiho who offered her powers and knowledge to the group. She is the last of the Kumiho and a descendant of a Kumiho and human couple. She became a special agent for the South Korean government to investigate all supernatural phenomena. She meet the H.E.R.O.E.S. While stopping a thief stealing important data. The H.E.R.O.E.S. were impressed by her performance and recruited her in the spot.

Powers and abilities: Due to being Kumiho, she can transform into a Fox and have all the abilities of a Fox. She has minor psychic abilities like hypnotizing people and communicating with animals. She can absorb people’s life forces to boost her power or for food. She is a great fighter and learned multiple languages due to her time as an agent.

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Golem Fang is a genetically modified African child. He was created to be a weapon by an organization but the H.E.R.O.E.S. Stopped them. He was sent to be raised by Chijindum and everybody got surprised when he turned into a hulking Wildebeest man. He got calmed down by Chijindum who he saw like a mother. They decided to raise him into a fine hero alongside them.

Powers and abilities: when he transforms, he becomes a hulking wildebeest man. In this form, he has superhuman strength, durability, and stamina that can compete with the Combat Lad.

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DeathTron (Delano Park) is a African American cyborg from Detroit. When he was 16, he was involved in a car incident that killed him. His scientist father tried to save him through various scientific and non-scientific methods that did not work and gave up until Delano woke up in an Android exoskull. He freaked out at first but calmed done as he learned he must accept his new position. His father created an artificial body but when Delano was attached to his new body, it warped since his new unique existence is cosmic. His body turned into an artificial version of his old body and he learned how to alter his mechanical body however he wants. Seeing life in new eyes, he decided to explore the world.

Powers and abilities: his artificial body gives him superhuman physical capabilities and ability to alter his shape to form weapons, shields, and methods of flight due to his nanites. His weapons of choices are generally wrist mounted rapid fire blaster, shoulder mounted rotating cannons, and sonic cannons. His body is powered by solar energy and can be enhanced to absorb harmful levels of radiation. He can generate blades that can slay mystical enemies due to the supernatural methods for his resurrection. He is a naturally gifted genius whose intelligence is enhanced by his mechanical brain. His intellect extends to programming and bio-mechanical engineering. He is a first class athlete and master of various martial artist.

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bfpnola · 4 years

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She was only 7 years old. Say her name. Aiyana Mo’Nay Stanley-Jones.

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[ID: Every slide is in the style of a comic, with light tan backgrounds.

Slide 1: The name “Aiyana Mo’nay Stanley-Jones” is at the top in thick, black letters. A drawing of a young Black girl can be seen sleeping on the couch. She smiles happily as she dreams, her hair in twists with orange, pink, and blue barrettes. She sleeps on a white pillow with a small white blanket covering half of her body can be seen. She also wears a pastel pink v-neck shirt that can just barely be seen. The couch is tan colored and the wall behind her is gray with horizontal lines. The caption above the girl reads, “On the evening of May 16, 2010, seven year old Aiyana Mo’Nay Stanley-Jones lay sleeping in her home.” The caption is written in black text surrounded by a white bubble with a black outline.

Slide 2: A drawing of an elder Black woman can now be seen sitting on the couch next to Aiyana, smiling and looking off to the distance. Her eyes are weary and her black hair is cut short like a bob, just reaching her shoulders. In black text, the caption above her reads, “Her grandmother, Mertilla Jones, sat close by.” The caption is surrounded by a white bubble with a black outline.

Slide 3: A 2 story house can now be seen. On the top floor, there are rectangular, white-framed window, muted red paneling, and black tiles on the roof as well as a railing. Trees can be seen reaching in from the corners of the comic panel with the moon and stars in the sky. The lower half of the house cannot be seen as dark silhouettes cover up the foreground. In a white bubble with a black outline in black text, the caption reads, “Outside police prepared for a Swat-style raid designed to arrest her uncle who lived upstairs.”

Slide 4: The arms of a white person can be seen holding a filming camera with a light fixture attached to the top to see in the dark. In the reflection of the camera lens, amorphous gray figures are show. The caption reads, “A reality television crew filmed the event for A&E.”

Slide 5: The caption reads, “The police, in an effort to distract the occupants of the house, threw a flash bang grenade through the window and yelled ‘police.’” A drawing of a dark broken window is shown with a cylindrical, black grenade crashing through.

Slide 6: The entire screen is white, with a blurry, ombre grey circle in the middle. The caption is in white in the middle. “The grenade let off a deafening blast followed by a blinding flash.”

Slide 7: “The blanket covering Aiyana caught fire.” The cylindrical grenade is shown having landed on the white blanket Aiyana had been sleeping with on the couch, orange and yellow flames starting to grow.

Slide 8: Two panels are shown in this one slide. The first panel is a picture of a brown hand, Aiyana’s hand, reach out into the darkness. “According to Aiyana’s grandmother, she reached out for her, at the same moment that Officer Weekley entered the home,” the caption reads. The second panel shows a police officer, Officer Weekley, in full, all-black armor entering the house. He wears a black helmet, a black bulletproof vest that read “POLICE” on it and holds a body-length shield that also reads “POLICE” in white lettering. He looks angry as he holds out handgun, aiming for anyone in sight. The caption reads, “Weekley, half blinded by his partners flash bang, fired his weapon from behind a ballistics shield.”

Slide 9: “Aiyana was struck in the head and killed.” Aiyana is shown now awake and sitting up on the couch, looking terrified off to the side as a blinding light blurs the panel.

Slide 10: The couch is shown with leftover patches of the white blanket scattered here and there. To the left of the panel, the caption is in yellow boxes in black text, “Weekley claimed Aiyana’s grandmother slapped his gun and that’s why he fired, subsequent investigations found no DNA or fingerprints on Weekley’s weapon. After two mistrials Weekley was cleared of all charges and returned to work 5 years after the shooting.”

End ID. She was only 7.]

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lyricsaboutcats · 3 years

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Datamining Mass Effect: The Lystheni UNC Mission

“Lystheni means ‘the old blood’ in their tongue.”

If you’re a fan of Mass Effect you may have heard of the lystheni, which are an off-shoot of salarians that are unwelcome in Council space. They’re mentioned in passing in Drew Karpyshyn’s novel Mass Effect: Ascension and were eventually used as a catch-all faction for salarians found in the Terminus systems.

And by accessing leftover sound data from a cut UNC mission in Mass Effect 1, we can learn a great deal about the developers’ original intentions for this mysterious group and the quest they were originally a part of.

So here’s a summary of that mission, along with some general information about what might have been.

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“This one is ashamed to say we are at war with our lystheni neighbors.”

Commander Shepard receives a request from an asari official named Elarya on the Citadel. She is looking for a missing asari scientist and believes a hanar colony in the Attican Traverse called Elder Home may know what happened to her.

Once Shepard travels there, a hanar senator reveals that Elder Home is at war with a group called the lystheni, who have abducted the scientist.

During the initial conversation with the senator, which sets the stage for the rest of the mission, a detailed background about the lystheni is provided:

“Lystheni means "the old blood" in their tongue. They separated from their kin centuries ago during the formation of the Citadel Council. Their language and their cousin's language have evolved differently.

They are biologically similar to salarians, but different in culture, language, and ideology. Of particular note is their dislike of the Citadel Council and everything it stands for. The lystheni vehemently oppose all Council edicts, often to their own detriment.

Of course, it means they don't abide by any of the Citadel's laws, either. It makes them a very dangerous enemy.”

Elder Home once had an uneasy truce with the lystheni, going so far as to let them mine nearby asteroids for valuable resources. But the lystheni became upset when the colony also allowed other groups to mine those same asteroids. Now they’ve kidnapped the asari scientist to force her to develop a bio-weapon that will destroy Elder Home.

The Citadel Council has taken a non-interference stance on the issue according to the senator, and it pleads for Shepard to stop the bio-weapon from wiping out the colony.

But when Shepard locates the scientist, who is being held on one of the asteroids, the situation takes an unexpected turn. She has been working on a virus for the lystheni, but secretly altered it so it would infect them instead of the hanar. It turns them into violent monsters and she has released it on the asteroid.

Shepard is able to save her by fighting off some of the lystheni she has infected. Shepard may also save her asari assistant, who reveals that the hanar senator has not been completely honest.

And if Shepard saves the assistant, they find her hiding in a room with a fatally injured, uninfected lystheni lab technician who is trying to protect her.

"He won't hurt you, he's just scared. He was attacked by those things out there.”

Shepard is unable to understand the injured lystheni when he tries to communicate. Their language is not programmed into the universal translators. The assistant explains that the technician saved her life when the infection broke out.

The assistant also reveals that Elder Home declared martial law over the lystheni mining the asteroids when the dispute arose. The hanar have been forcing them to conform to hanar cultural rules and laws, going so far as to turn them into prisoners in their own homes. They were going to release the bio-weapon so they could escape.

“The hanar are destroying their culture. They’re enslaving the lystheni.”

The technician succumbs to his injuries, and the assistant is horrified when she discovers that the asari scientist is the one who created and unleashed the virus.

In the end, as the asteroid begins to fall apart, Shepard can make a decision. They may side with the assistant’s sympathetic view of the lystheni and confront the senator, or side with the scientist and Elder Home. Siding with the scientist, who takes a colder view of the situation, will sacrifice the assistant to the infected lystheni for the sake of stopping a radio transmission of scientific data concerning the virus.

And when Shepard returns to Elarya on the Citadel, she rewards the Commander for taking care of the matter. She also insists that Elder Home was hiding the conflict from the Council the entire time.

But it’s very convenient that a Spectre took care of everything so the Council won’t have to take an official stance on the matter.

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Some notes about this UNC mission:

There are about 314 audio files for this mission, including squad-mate comments.

If Shepard runs into the assistant first, she will falsely claim to be the scientist until it is later revealed she is lying.

The asari scientist’s name sounds like Doctor Euthalya, and her assistant’s name sounds like Neriem, but without any text data for reference I can’t vouch for the accuracy of either name.

The hanar senator is voiced by George Szilagyi , who is better known as Captain Kirrahe. His voice had not yet been modulated.

The text in italics is transcribed dialogue. I’ve done my best to summarize an account of the audio, but due to the unfinished nature of the content, it’s impossible to recreate the mission’s plot with perfect accuracy.

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If you’re interested in more datamining content, here’s a few tags:

Datamining Andromeda

Salarian Lore

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(Sources: Mass Effect US release for Playstation 3, gbl03_amb_trig04.isb, gbl03_amb_trig10.isb, gbl03_elarya.isb, gbl03_hanar_senator.isb, gbl03_lystheni_technician.isb, etc.)

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missrandomdreamer · 2 years

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Head Over Heels For You: Rusted Cages, Violet Dreams Snippet

Heisenberg just happening to see Hope trying out a few new moves on her skates.

Probably will go through some more editing and things when I add it to the story or change it up completely but this was an idea that had been floating in my head for awhile

Very much fluff /language

Head over Heels For You:

The day had been warm and bright yet a gentle breeze seemed to blow about , causing the fall leaves to rustle in a song. There was a pleasant sound of crunching leaves accompanying the song, as a dog and owner made their way along the weaving sidewalks. Hope was humming along to a song in her headphones while the General, her faithful pit-bull mix, pulled her along happily while she skated with ease behind him; they both needed some good exercise. She had been working so much this past week her poor dog hadn’t got the exercise he needed and Hope had been eating way too many leftovers from the cafe. They both needed to get outside. The day was warm but not melting like it got in the summer and the breeze was just perfect but not like the freezing cold winds of winter, it was the perfect balance of fall weather. It was an excellent day to break out her skates and go for a roll.

Her skating venture had been uneventful, she hadn’t even tripped on a pebble or a crack in the road this time! It honestly a miracle and since she was nearly home she thought she was home free. Both of them were feeling pretty tired, her legs felt just about like jello. Hope tried to cover her yawn with her free hand, the music still playing a long in her ears. She had chosen Elvis 30 1# Hits. Her Grandpa had been on her mind lately so she decided to bust out that album to skate to. It had been a handful of years since his passing but it still hurt, especially the circumstances of it all. She sighed as she pumped up the music louder. They were just now getting back to the apartments and it looked pretty deserted. It appeared everyone was already in home for dinner or out to work, the sidewalks were free of people. A little idea popped in her head, might as well try out a few tricks since it seems to be no one is out and watching.

Hope skated along to one of the benches and tied General there. “General sit.” The pit-bull mix obeyed happily, tongue hanging out smiling up at his owner proudly. “Good boy, here a well deserved treat.” She dug in her pocket and brought out a little dog bone to which her pet devoured happily. “Now sit here, we will go inside in a minute just going to try out a few tricks.” Hope planted a kiss on the dog’s forehead before skating back a bit. Her eyes always flickered around her then to her dog to make sure no one was about before switching songs on the playlist: loud and proud ‘ A Little Less Conversation” the radio mix pumped into her ears. Her eyes flickered about before closing her eyes and letting her body sway to the music.

She tried to get the feel of the music letting the skates slide along the pathway. Hope had been trying to learn to shuffle skate, rhythm skate, it was so pretty the way it was so smooth and she had been dying to learn to do it. So she had been practicing these later days and even at home but she wanted to have more room to work with. So that early evening, in the quiet complicated weaving of the apartment complex she started to dance or rather attempt too. She weaved and let her head sway to the music, a relaxed smile on her face while the General looked on happily laying and watching his mistress. However, they soon would be joined by a surprise guest.

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Heisenberg had been busy away in his little workshop, sketching up some plans for Redfield. He had inquired if Heisenberg would know how to create better equipment to fight against bio-weapons. Honestly, it was just a busy work project for Heisenberg and he knew this. Redifled didn’t want the lord to get bored so this was his little assignment. Karl huffed, a pencil hanging from his lips, “What a waste of time, I could be doing something else instead of planning little projects for Red Dick. He’s probably not going to even use it, just fucking busy work all it is.”

“But what else would you be doing, old man!?”

The cackle of the old doll asked and rang through his head. He growled and spat out the pencil. Heisenberg instinctively looked around but he knew the little psycho doll wouldn’t be there. He was getting sick and tired of these old voices coming up again. “Shut up, you little fuck!” he spat back at the disembodied voice to which his response was only another hideous laugh. “Fuck this!” Heisenberg stood up and withdrew a cigar, and headed outside. He chopped off the end of the Cuban cigar and lit it up. He took it in slowly and released it just as slowly, letting his head fall back allowing the rings of smoke to dance to the sky. He felt his nerves calm and he sighed. He needed to do something else, instead of building little toys for Redfield, he needed a new damn hobby. Sure, the handyman gig kept him busy but he wanted something else, something that actually made him happy not drawing up stupid plans for things that will never be used. His heart wasn’t in it, not like it had been when he had built soldats. He didn’t want to say it out loud, he didn't even want to dwell on it but he felt…useless.

Heisenberg growled and took another drag of his cigar only for his ears to perk up at a certain sound. He looked around and saw no one in his close proximity. With cigar dangling from his lips he made his way out around from the trees of his little workshop only to see a familiar purple haired woman doing…whatever she was doing. He felt tab curious but couldn’t understand why: maybe she was a nice change of scene? He only cocked his head like a curious little puppy, he couldn’t pull away from watching her. She looked as if she was dancing with what skates? Yes those were skates just different then what he saw before. It looked as if she was practically gliding, her technique was far from perfect but she was doing fairly well. Better than he could ever do anyway. He watched her spin and glide even do a cute little shoulder shimmy now and again but he could clearly see she was happy. She was in her element. He found himself smiling. She seemed like she was really enjoying herself to which surprised him because all the times he bumped into her she seemed so timid and shy but this…this was a whole new Hope to him. He rather like it actually.

He saw her spin and he saw her lips move as if she was singing to whatever song she had going on in her head. Her arms moved in the air like she was playing some sort of invisible harp. She spun around in a small circle, nearly tripping but catching herself. He found himself immediately moving about to get her but she caught herself just fine. Heisenberg caught himself sighing, slightly relieved. Karl tried not to think too much about that reaction. He continued to smoke, maybe he should go back into his little shack or maybe he should say something to her though he didn’t want to scare her.

Though that wouldn’t be necessary. He wanted to turn away but he just kept watching, until Hope attempted to skate backward, and suddenly she was gonna do a spin or attempt one. As she spun her eyes opened right in Heisenberg's direction. Karl and her locked eyes that carefree beautiful face showed fear then embarrassment. She let out a gasp and before either of them knew what happened. There was a blur of movement and limbs before she landed flat on her back. Karl was moving forward, dropping the stub of cigar into the pavement. The General barked right as Hope’s butt hit the pavement. She let out a moan and a curse. Heisenberg was there in an instant. "Holy fucking shit, you okay Buttercup? Are you hurt?"

Hope was laying flat on her back, one hand covering her face while the other attempted a calm down potion to the dog who whined sadly looking between the two of them. " Ugh, just my pride and my willingness to live." She murmured before covering her face completely with the other hand looking like she was waiting for the earth to swallow her up whole. Heisenberg snorted and knelt down to her level.

"Cute and funny, what a package.” He thought briefly.

“Ya, need help to stand?" He asked with a laugh teetering on his voice, putting out his hand. Hope raised her head blushing but unable to make eye contact with him, nodding timidly. One of her headphones was still in her ear, the other having fallen out: Elvis’ Now or Never started to play. When Hope took his hand she nearly slipped again but he caught her with ease, making her turn redder. His eyes moved over her face and body checking the damage while she scrambled to turn off the music and put her things away. He frowned, noticing the back of her arms got pretty scuffed up, she would probably be bruised and sore, " Looks like you got pretty scuffed up, Buttercup."

Hope blushed, " It's-it's fine and I'm okay thank you. It's just a few scratches."

Hope couldn't see Karl's eyes but she saw his lips in a little frown and eyebrows furrowed, "I have a first aid kit back at my workshop, I can just clean the cuts at least, might need a band aid for that tone on your elbow, looks pretty nasty. " Karl kept a hold of her, it seemed she couldn't find her legs quiet yet, she was still shaking a bit.

"Oh, okay..” She glanced at the injury and winced, shit how did it get that bad? “ I have to get General." Heisenberg nodded and led her. Back to the bench where the dog whined worriedly. Hope patted the dog's head, " I'm okay baby, just a few bruises come on now." Her voice was soft and Karl's lips flickered to a smile, she took the dog's leash and Heisenberg led the two back to the shed, pushing the door open with his boot. Once inside the Lord led her to his chair.

" Here, take a seat, I'll get first aid." Karl patted the dog's head while Hope just sat there,pink faced looking as if she wanted the chair to swallow her whole.

" You really don't have to do this, Karl. I've had worse cuts and bruises."

Karl waved his hand, "It’s my fault you fell in the first place, I startled you to fall.” He glanced back at her direction, “ I had stepped out to take a smoke and saw you skating, I was going to say something but didn’t want to startle or interrupt you. It seems like I did it anyway.”

Shook her head, “It’s not your fault. I get startled easily and I’m pretty clumsy anyway. It’s not like you pushed me.” Heisenberg chuckled, pulling out the first aid box hidden away behind some boxes on a shelf.

“ Well I did startle you and again I apologize. You looked like you were having a lot of fun out there.” He knelt down in front of her and opened up the box , taking off his gloves to make it easier to handle the bandages and cleaning ointment.

“Well, it’s okay, don’t worry about it.” He looked up to see her smiling down at him, those dark green eyes looking over his face. Karl stopped for a moment, struck by that look he was getting, hand paused holding up the wipe before Hope put out her arm up so Karl could see the gash near her elbow. That triggered Karl back to life and he shook off that strange feeling. He cleared his throat and Hope’s eyebrows furrowed but she didn’t say anything right away.

“This is probably gonna sting, Buttercup. It’s pretty -

“Garbage-y?”

Heisenberg snorted, “Yeah, that’s a good word for it.”

“It’s all good-I’m good.”

Heisenberg nodded and gently rubbed the gash with the wipe only seeing Hope only wincing slightly at the pain but made no other reaction. He did the best to clean it up, before gently taking her elbow in one of his calloused hands before applying a healing cream on it followed by a band-aid. His fingers gently pressed down to make sure the band aid was stuck there well. He did the same process over on her other elbow, before slapping his hands on his knees. “Well there ya go on patched up. Should be good to go minus the bruises you’ll get in the morning.”

Hope laughed and looked at Karl’s handiwork, “Thank you, I really appreciate it. It was very kind for you to do all of this. “

Heisenberg tipped his hat and looked up at her with that shit eating grin, “Of course, anytime, Buttercup.” He stood up and offered her a hand again and she took it shyly once again, standing up with his help. “I would like to see you skate again, you looked really good out there. Haven’t seen skating like that before.” Hope blushed and gripped her bag tightly, laughing nervously,

“Haha, thanks, I’ve been skating for awhile but trying new-uh techniques? It’s a form of rhythm skating, it's like shuffling but skating. I saw all these videos of people doing it and it looked really fun and I like skating so yeah.” She rubbed the back of her neck, now unable to look Karl in the eyes.

“I’d say you’re doing pretty well, better than I could do.” Hope blushed at this compliment,

“Ah thank you, I appreciate that, Karl. I- um “ Hope’s voice trailed off as she looked to the door then up to Heisenberg who was again once more looking at her curiously. General stood up and barked, nudging his owner’s hands as if to remind her that he’s there too. Hope broke out of her thoughts patting the dog’s head before looking up at Karl. “I should probably get going but I wanted to ask you, did you see the Square is doing a farmer’s market kind of a fall festival thing next weekend?”

“I think I saw something on it but didn’t pay much mind, why?”

“Well I was wondering, that is if you like fall festival type stuff, if you were going? Mrs. Allegri said you were new here and I just moved up here in January from the valley and this would be my first fall festival up here. I thought if you weren’t busy maybe we could go check it out together-as uh mutual-newish people in town you know?” Hope’s face was red, shit maybe this was a bad idea but no she was trying to be a new person: new town, new life, new Hope right? This is how people meet each other this was a normal thing to do right? Then why the hell was she so embarrassed and nervous about it. “Oh shit he’s not responding, he’s going to think im-

Was she-Was she asking him out holy shit!? This Hope was full of surprises and he was instantly more intrigued with her. That devilish grin eased across Karl’s face,

“Well if Mrs. Allegri doesn’t decide to throw a heap of shit on me, I would gladly take you upon that offer, Buttercup. I suppose it’s about time I mingle with the townsfolk.”Hope looked up at him surprised but then it turned into a happy smile,

“Ah well great! I um work that Saturday morning at my job, we are actually having this little stand set up, guess it’s something the owner does for festivals like this. I have to bake some pastries for them but I should be done at noon. I could-I could meet you there in the Square by the courthouse maybe around 12:30? And I uh can give you my number if things change or you if you can’t come because of work or-

Hope’s voice trails as she is scrambling to get her phone to get his phone number. General was still there watching the two people, his tongue hanging out looking between Karl and Hope. Karl looked over her face and smiled genuinely,

“I’ll be sure to make it Buttercup. Mrs. Allegri can get someone to take care of her shit, I’m gonna make it my day off. I need a nice distraction anyway.” He lowered his glasses and gave her a wink. Hope made a little noise and her face turned crimson allowing the old lord to dissolve into chuckles. “Just messin, Buttercup, but about that number?”

Hope and Karl exchanged numbers though Hope had to help Karl with his phone. To be fair Chris had put in all his contacts for him and Karl still didn’t like messing with it. He was an analogue man after all. Hope texted him something simple: It’s Hope : ) Before taking his phone back and creating it for a contact. “There-all set. Thank you, Karl again for all of this.” She gestures to her elbows, before taking up the dog’s leash and her bag. “ I appreciate it.”

“No problem at all, just be careful all right, and don’t slip going up those stairs, now.” Hope laughed softly and nodded,

“I promise. I’m going to take these suckers right off at the door, don’t worry.” She smiled up at him. There was a fondness in those eyes he couldn’t help but notice. He walked her to the door of the little shed, waiting at any moment to catch her if she should fall again, but she seemed to be stable on her feet once more, “Have a good night Karl, see ya later.”

“You too, good night Buttercup.” Hope gave a little wave good-bye, as he waved back before she started off, dog happily trotting beside her as she carefully skated back to the entrance of the apartments. Heisenberg watched her for a moment, a smile still dancing on his lips. He shook his head and took out another cigar,cutting off the edge and lighting it up in that ritualistic motion. He inhaled and then exhaled it again, watching the rings of smoke rise to the darkening sky. “Well looks like I got a date then, things get stranger here everyday.” To be fair, the whole festival thing wasn’t his scene yet it would be nice to get a low down of people, see what the townsfolk were really like and he got to be around the Shy Violet some more so, “Maybe it won’t be a shit-show after all.” Karl took another drag of his cigar when his phone went off.

“Texting me already?” Though that smug little smile fell as soon as he saw the name blinking at him angrily. He let out a low growl, smoke practically coming out of his nostrils: Fuckin Chris Reddick. Karl cursed under his breath, the cigar teetering on the edges of his lips while his big hands tried work with the phone to open up the messages. He nearly dropped it when he read the text message,

“See you made a friend, Heisenberg. Who the hell is Hope?”

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gronjon44 · 3 years

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REVILLAGE: Happy Ending AU

So I keep seeing people think of happier endings for RE8 and I wanted to take a shot at it.

Heisenburg is secretly communicating with Chris Redfield, and the two cooperate to kill Miranda, but the assault on Ethans caravan in the cold open throws their plan into wack.

Heisenburg then pretends to go along with Miranda's plan for the ceremony and, when he gets choice over Ethans fate, he opts to get hin out of Mother Miranda's clutches and send him on a path straight to his mill.

When they meet Ethan is met by him and Chris, who Ethan rightfully assaults on sight.

After a brief explanation from Chris about Mia's identity he cools off and Chris pulls out the journals we find in the climax of the game (Heisenburg supplies them to Chris to give him the answers he needs, and Heisenburg himself obtained these Journale through communicating with the Duke, who in this AU is the hidden 5th Lord)

Chris knows it's too soon to call H.O.U.N.D squad so they try to think of a plan;

Heisenburg opts kill the other Lords and use Rose to kill Miranda, but Cnris and Ethan rightfully protest using Rose as a weapon, to which Ethan suggests that perhaps they convince the other Lords to aid them in killing Miranda.

Heisenburg: They won't do shit to help us Miranda has them all Brainwashed, Alcina and Moreau especially.

Ethan: If you can change sides why can't they? And we'll need all the help we can get if we want to kill the bitch.

Chris: He has a point-

Heisenburg: Can it Boulder Boy I know. *sighs* Look if we're gonna do this we do it my way and on my terms, and the way I see it they'll all kill you two on sight if I'm not around, especially you *gestures to Chris*

Chris: What do you suggest?

Heisenburg: Ethan and I go to each one and TRY to talk to them. Doubt they'll listen but if you two wanna try this then we start with Donna.

Ethan: Isn't she-

Heisenburg: The mentally deranged one with a killer dolls? Yeah and she's the best place to start; we start with Moreau or Alcina they'll kill me on sight and then go straight for you.

Chris: I don't like this-

Heisenburg: Well it's the only plan we have so let's go.

Heisenburg and Ethan leave for the Beneviento estate, with Chris staying behind to help evacuate the remaining survivors of the village (Elena does still meet Ethan and the other villagers do all survive, though Elena's father does still die)

Ater making their way through dolls and... certain bosses... they finally see Donna and Angie, to which Heisenburg is unnaturally caring towards Donna.

Donna: Karl... Why are you here with... him?

Heisenburg: Donna hear me out-

Angie: He should be DEAD! You lied to Mother and we should TELL HER!

Heisenburg: CAN IT you little shit! Donna she's been abusing us for years you have see that.

Donna: You're... lying...

Ethan: Please you have to listen-

Angie/Donna *in sync* : You're supposed to be dead. You're going to ruins mothers plans for Rose and we should just kill you now

Ethan *pulls out the Bio Journal on Donna* : You think I'M the enemy here? Read this and tell me who's worse.

Donna reads the journal, seeing how Miranda views her as a test subject and sees her psychological profile, how Miranda viewed her as unfit as a vessel for her daughter.

Donna: No that... that's not...

Heisenburg: Donna you don't have to do what she wants you can help stop her you can get your life back.

Donna: I...

Angie: They're lYING! They want to ruin the ceremony and take Miranda away from us its a TRICK!

Donna: Its in her handwriting Angie‐

Angie: Let's just kill them now! Mother will be so happy...

Ethan: Those are her words we can all see it plain as day. Please Donna, help us end this.

Donna: I-

Angie: C'mon let me gut him right now Donna! He should've died when we was brought to the castle-

Donna: Angie stop...

Angie: No they need to-

Donna: Angie stop.

Eventually, through some leftover shred of humanity, she returns the flask to Ethan and the three then leave the estate, a small Bridal doll left among an even larelger collection of dolls that would never see the light outside that old house.

They then leave to visit Moreau who is much more headstrong then initially expected.

Moreau: Mother has...cared for us and you'd... betray her like this..?

Donna: Moreau I-

Heisenburg: Listen you puss filled sack of shit Miranda views us all as test subjects she doesn't see us as her children, much less you or I.

Moreau: You're...lying... She-*coughs*-she loves me... She gave me my Cadou...

Donna: The Cadou's are what made us into Monsters Moreau.... there's better for us then this. The ceremony will just give her reason to dismiss us.

Moreau: But... she loves us...

Heisenburg argues that Moreau is a lost cost, and suggests killing him now, though Donna believes he can be swayed.

Ethan: Moreau listen‐

Moreau: You just want to RUIN her special ceremony! She gave us these flasks to... to prepare for it... she loves us and knows we'll care for them like our children... because she's do the same for us...

Ethan: Moreau I'm a father, a parent. And I can see that Miranda isn't your mother. If she really cared about you would she have turned you into this... this thing? You used to he human and she called this a gift. Help us and we can help you. You don't have to live like this.

Moreau: You're... you're lying-

Ethan: If she cared for you would she leave you alone in this swamp with a bunch of mindless animals who used to be people? People who cared for her just as much as you care for her?

Ethan hands Moreau the journal detailing his evaluations, gently placing it in his hands.

Ethan: If you really think she cares about you, then you'll throw this in the water.

Moreau takes the journal and, before throwing it to the swamp, opens the first page and begins reading, eventually slumping to the ground.

Moreau: She... She doesn't care about us... Our Cadou's were all just... tests to see if we'd survive for Eva...

Ethan: I told you. It hurts to know the truth but if you help us it'll all be better. *offers Moreau his hand* I promise.

Moreau, silently, hands Ethan the Flask and agrees to help eliminate Miranda, so long as he can go back to his swamp when they're done. Knowing the truth hurts too much for him...

They then travel to Castle Dimitrescu, met by her daughter Bella awaiting their arrival.

Heisenburg: Bella.

Bella: Heisen-bitch.

Donna *pushing Heisenburg back* : You know why we're here.

Bella: I do, and you've been ordered to accompany me to my mother's quarters, though she's requested you leave all weapons out here. Including the Hammer.

After Heisenburg finally gives up his weapon Bella leads the guests to Alcina who, unsurprisingly, is disappointed in all of them

Dimitrescu: Now I must say to see you here Moreau is quite a shock. You of all people I expected to put up more of a fight. Donna well... let's face it you've never been all there.

Moreau: They're right Alcina-

Dimitrescu: And why should I believe you? Why should I believe any of you? The things she's done for us these past years are just as easily dismissed all because this Man Thing before us said a few mildly persuasive words?

Heisenburg: I told you she was a lost cause-

Cassandra appears and draws her cicle on Heisenburg, barely slicing his neck.

Cassandra: Speak ill of Mother again or we'll-

Heisenburg: You'll what? I could bend that toy of yours right now but I won't because that "Man Thing" wanted to talk to you.

Ethan: Alcina-

Dimitrescu: Speak when your spoken to-

Ethan: No actually I won't. Listen I know you have alot of family beef and to be honest, I don't want to get involved but here I am. You have daughters so you understand what being a parent is like. You'd do anything for them, correct?

Dimitrescu: I... I would.

Ethan: Then you know that I won't stop until I get my daughter back where she belongs. If something happened to one of your daughters do you think Miranda would care? Would she bat an eye if one of them died right now?

Dimitrescu: She cares for all her children-

Ethan: But they aren't her children are they? None of you are really. All she wants is Eva and she'll do anything for it. What do you think she'll do with you all when she has Eva back? She won't her other children when she has her real daughter back. Be honest with yourself and consider just how much she really cares about you.

Dimitrescu sat in silence, everyone in baited breath, until she ordered everyone leave the room except for Donna. Her daughters protested, but she affirmed her decision once more.

Dimitrescu: They really convinced you then?

Donna: Alcina I-I have never been a hundred percent mentally, you were right about that. But for a brief moment I felt... clear headed, like I was sound of mind for the first time since before my parents died. I know you noticed Angie is gone, and I'm glad she's not here. I left that doll behind because I want to move on, to a future better then what Miranda has promised us.

Dimitrescu: But she gave us these gifts Donna. How can you or Moreau just turn away from her-

Donna: I've been mentally and physically scarred by Miranda, Moreau even moreso. You an Heisenburg got off easier then we did. I know you still follow her but please *Donna pulls out the Analysis Journal about Alcina* Just read her own words for yourself.

Donna leaves the room to let Alcina read the journal who, for a brief moment, just stares at it in silence, debating whether or not to actually read the journal; an hour goes by before Alcina steps out of the room, everyone at attention.

Heisenburg: Took you long enough.

Her daughters circle around her, they're words drowned out by Alcina making eye contact with Donna, who gives her a silent smile.

Dimitrescu: Daughters I've decided that we will... Help them. They speak truth and we will help them. Miranda does not have our best interests at heart and I will not allow any harm to come to you three.

Alcina hands the flask to Ethan, making eye contact with him before letting it go

Dimitrescu: From one parent to another, don't fail us.

With the final flask obtained they return to Chris, now joined by H.O.U.N.D Squad, who reveal that Miranda has secretly kept Mia alive for experiments, and wants Ethan to come alone with the flasks. Ethan, not wanting to risk his wife's life a third time, agrees to go alone.

With the flasks he goes to Miranda who, with a chained up Mia, begins to explain her life goal and tells Ethan how, even after everything he's gone through, he's still going to fail, even after coming back from the dead (this prompts the reveal that Ethan is part of the Megamycyte/Mold created by Eveline, and how his unique body is what made Rose even possible.

Before anything else can happen Chris, having tracked Ethan, begins the assault on Miranda, giving Ethan a chance to rescue Mia.

This leads to the fight with Miranda, Alcina and Heisenburg appear to aid him in battle while Donna and Moreau escort Mia to safety.

Miranda, in a fit of blind rage, guts Ethan and rips out his heart (and the flasks) and leaves him limp while she prepares the ceremony.

As Miranda continues with the ceremony Mia runs to Ethan, who in his last words, tells Chris to take care of Mia and Rose.

Moreau who, after seeing all this unfold, is so touched by Ethan he quickly uses a Cadou to ressurect him, which manages to bring him back as a newer more bioweapony Ethan Winters

Just when Miranda finishes the ceremony Chris shoots her enough for Donna to snatch the baby from her and give Alcina and Heisenburg room to let loose and deal more damage to her.

Chris knows Miranda won't stay dead unless they destroy the Megamycyte, and reminds them that he planted a bomb on his way in. When he pulls out the detonator Moreau asks where the bomb is and he tells him it's planted in the main chamber of the Megamycyte, to which he snatches it and begins running towards Miranda.

Moreau: I can't live if Miranda doesn't care about us... I won't stand by her lies... not anymore.

Moreau turns into his larger fish form and tackles Miranda, sending her over a nearby cliff that happens to lead to the Megamycyte chamber. He yells for everyone to run.

With those final words everyone escapes the village before the bomb can go off, leaving Miranda, the Megamycyte, and Moreau all wiped out with the rest of the village.

Everyone goes the own paths from here on out. Heisenburg joins Chris as a member of H.O.U.N.D Squad

Lady Dimitrescu finds a new castle with her daughters and opts to take the village survivors with her (the men aren't all immediately killed and the women become hand maidens who AREN'T turned into savage vampires)

Donna Beneviento leaves with Alcina as she feels most comfortable in her company, even striking a relationship with one of the daughters (probably Diana or Bella)

Ethan, Mia, and Rose leave to a new home, with Elena going with them as a caretaker to Rose, they move to another European safe house, hopefully able to finally live peacefully.

This took awhile, almost 6 hours. This is the first real AU fic I've ever done and I apologize if it isn't the greatest but I wanted to make a happy ending AU for the game.

Also yes Moreau dies in the end still cause let's face it his whole existence revolved around pleasing Mother Miranda and I don't think he would've wanted to live in a world where she didn't love him.

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Ultra’s Ramblings; Meet the Team

(The following contains a few spoilers for Pokemon Legends: Arceus)

As of now, I still haven’t gotten PLA on my Switch, however, I was able to get my desired team together for when I eventually get my meaty claws on a copy of the game. The following are bios for each of the team members, writing them as their own characters. I personally love this idea for whenever I go through a playthrough of a Pokemon game, especially with one of this caliber. And in all of this, the name of our trainer in particular is Ishiku (Yes, I know that it’s just my real name in Japanese, but I’ve done this sorta thing in previous games before) With that all said, let’s meet the Team!

Cikap- (Hisuian Decidueye)

The first Pokemon that Ishiku chose after he crash-landed into Hisui, Cikap was a rather calm and collected Rowlet, and the leader of the team. For a Rowlet, he really had some powerful (and long) legs, and this carried out all the way to evolving into a Decidueye. Those legs are strong enough to smash whole boulders (And that’s not getting into the time he axe-kicked a whole glacier in the Alabaster Icelands that was 10 times his size into smithereens).

Puff Daddy- (Overqwil)

The hustler of the group, Ishiku gave this guy the name because of a certain pufferfish from a certain guilty pressure of his. Being the more egotistical of the group, Puff Daddy is prone to spraying poison on anyone who dares to get up in his grill. He’s also seen wearing a pimp hat that rests on top of the spike on his head… The spike has made a hole in the center, mind you, but he’s still happy about it.

Mermaid Guin- (Empoleon)

In terms of age, the oldest of the group. This battle-hardened Empoleon was once the fastest swimmer in the Cobalt Coastlands, laying waste to any opponent who dared get in his way, but that was ages ago. Nowadays, while maintaining his speed and power, this old bird has passed his prime. However, Mermaid Guin (Another ridiculous, yet fitting name given by Ishiku) can still throw it down, especially when there’s “EEEEEEVIIIILLLLLL!” afoot.

The Soldier- (Garchomp)

There’s alot when describing The Soldier; Explosive, fierce, and borderline crazy are all good words to point out. It also doesn't help that this guy is an Alpha Pokemon that Ishiku caught, meaning he’s the largest member of the crew. Even more insane than that, along with all of the devastating moves at his disposal, The Soldier somehow has access to both a rocket launcher and a shovel to whack Mon with. How he got these weapons, nobody knows, and the same applies to his helmet that he wears. It may make it hard for The Soldier to see, but he’s still a formidable opponent to face.

Icebox- (Rotom Frost Form)

Coming from the same space-time rift that spat out Ishiku, this particular Rotom quickly took over a leftover fridge that the Ginko Guild somehow got a hold of and was selling. Now, with a fridge in hand, Icebox, as Ishiku calls it, can unleash a blizzard from its make-shift fridge body, along with pulling out a canned drink that the fridge had before crashing from the rift. And the kicker, that dang fridge somehow has an infinite supply of cans for Icebox to drink from. Don’t ask how that’s possible, cause even I don’t know.

Zonbi- (Hisuian Zoroark)

Easily the creepiest member of the entire team, no question. When Ishiku first met and caught her as a Zorua, she was a bit shy, but also playful. When she evolved however, she also gained a creepiness factor that makes the others weary of her. Along with being quiet most of the time, she’s also fast on her paws, can appear out of nowhere to scare people, and snaps at anything that disturbs her. Having a deranged rage zombie can be dangerous, but with great risk comes great loyalty, as Zonbi remains a helpful member to the others.

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xbaebsae · 4 years

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Changes and Deleted Content Part 2 - Far Cry 5: Features and Missions

This is a small passion project series of posts where I share some insight of what’s hidden in the game(s) files, but also some general observations. The main focus will be on character changes or deletions with a few words about functions and deprecated missions.

What will not be touched upon are a lot of the things the Resistance Mod on PC restores, namely deleted store weapons and clothes, weather systems and general gameplay related things like skinning animations. I also won’t go into audio files and their content, as @lulu2992 is already working on an amazing series for FC5 that summarizes them per character.

This part will be significantly shorter Edit from post finishing-Angy: This post turned out really damn long despite only discussing some scrapped or changed features and a couple of deprecated mission strings. I still hope you find this as interesting to read as I found writing and investigating it :)

1. Changed and Scrapped Features

1.1 Guns/Fangs for Hire

Just for reference, the release version of the game has 9 unique GFH/FFH available + 3 slots for random specialists you can hire throughout the world.

Among the game’s UI textures for tutorials is this image, showing an earlier version of the GFH screen.

What this indicates is that the planned amount for active GFHs you can have was originally 4; or the top row could function as some sort of favorites tab. We will probably never know for certain.

Interestingly though, this version has slots for 20 GFHs in total, 18 either filled a character icon or a locked symbol, suggesting the originally planned unique GFH count was 18.

Considering almost every NPC in-game has spawn-able archetypes with battle audio fully in place it is possible that we were supposed to be able to recruit more of them. I will return to the matter of recruitment shortly.

Another thing I’d like to open up for consideration is that there may have been plans for (ex-)cultist GFHs or at least areas where they act friendly towards the deputy. Reason for this assumption is the fact that cultists have recorded lines for when you meet them (spawn them), aim weapons at them (the taunts GFH and friendlies do too), along with idle lines when you use mods to spawn them as friendly followers. The game has no purpose for most of these lines, as you never walk into peaceful cultists outside of the intro. In the intro you have no weapons to aim at anyone, making it impossible to trigger these lines.

You may argue they were recorded for the arcade, but the Seeds are also featured in it and have none of those. However, they may also be a leftover from scrapped missions that would feature cultists that don’t shoot you on sight.

Additionally to that early menu screenshot, I have also found an old reddit thread discussing the game’s Uplay page near release because of the following image:

Unfortunately I was not able to find this particular page myself anymore, and knowing how short lived everything is nowadays, it might be lost in time forever. The commenters discuss that the three additional slots here refer to potential DLC characters, but we don’t get to use any of the DLC companions in the main game (nor do the DLCs share the main game’s art direction). So, this might be another indicator for additionally planned GFH/FFH we never got to see.

One of these was likely the Eagle FFH called ‘’Freedom’’ (Character/Unique/FFH_Eagle_Freedom), which was partially restored through mods on PC as its loaders and everything are still present. It is unknown why this was scrapped.

It also appears that there once were inventory (purchaseable?) items for almost each GFH (Boomer and Jess have none), as these placeholder icons exist inside the game’s ui\icons\inventory folder:

Possible functions: Quest items you needed to obtain to recruit them (implying changed missions); Gift items (for potential level up?)

Now to return to the matter of recruitment: Deprecated mission strings suggest that originally you had to hire unique GFHs similarly to random ones; and that was part of quest lines. These lines appear in ‘oasisstrings’, the game’s main language file(s):

HIRE Jess RECRUIT Adelaide Drubman ADD Adelaide to your squad

In light of the old GFH screen I actually looked up the definition of ‘Squad’, and on wikipedia it is listed that a Squad is a team of 5+ members, further strengthening the theory that originally you could have 4 active GFH (plus the Deputy they’d be 5, therefore a squad).

1.2 In-game Wiki menu

Some of the previous Far Cry titles have a sort of wiki menu that features short bios of characters, explanations of locations, resources and weaponry. New Dawn sort of brought part of this back with the ‘Survival Guide’ (accessible from the pause menu), but 5 does not have this at all. However, in the ui files there are still texture leftovers, implying this feature was planned and it had sections for Animals, Base Jumps, Characters, Destructible Structures, Fish, Locations, Parking Spots (Garages), Plants and Treasure Hunts. The following image shows the ‘undiscovered’ symbols arranged in that order.

Again, no text entries along with a lot of duplicate and unfinished images imply this was scrapped early.

You can view the additional images (minus characters, because they will be handled in the next posts) here.

2. Abandoned Missions

This section will focus on mission strings that still exist in ‘oasisstrings’. For the sake of readability I removed the style code the game uses and the line numbers. You can easily find them by searching part of the text in the files or website listed in References. Please keep in mind that only the mission titles themselves are 100% like that in the files, any assumption as to what they might have been used for is purely speculative, but I attempt to always provide a reasonable explanation with evidence for the theories presented. Also I am not perfect, so it is possible I missed something in-game. In that case please do correct me!

2.1. Investigation Type objectives

There is a set of objectives listed that imply a different setup for Willis Huntley’s mission. It introduces the objectives PHOTOGRAPH, TAG, LISTEN and INTERROGATE:

PHOTOGRAPH potential property PHOTOGRAPH an animal slaughter TAG the target PHOTOGRAPH the target LISTEN to the conversation INTERROGATE the target PHOTOGRAPH cult signs and rituals: BRING the photos back to Willis

The release build mission has you tail someone and steal a VHS tape. None of the above objectives appear. It’s interesting to see that at one point there were mechanics in consideration that included intel gathering.

2.2. Quest centered around Melvin

The only Melvin I could find in relation to Far Cry 5 is Nadine Abercrombie’s grandfather. Melvin Abercrombie joined the cult. It isn’t assured that these objectives refer to him, but if they do it’d mean a potential mission where you speak to a lower ranked cultist.

Please Note that mission strings are not always in correct order.

TALK to Melvin LOOT Melvin's corpse REACH Melvin's house WAIT for Melvin to arrive GO MEET Melvin

2.3. The ‘Redeemer’ Objectives

At some point there was a quest-line revolving around something called the ‘Redeemer’ in Holland Valley. I could not find out what this thing really was supposed to be, but it sounds like it was either a boat or a submarine (???). In this line it appears that the garage in Fall’s End had actual relevance.

FIND a similar engine BRING engine to Mary's garage TALK to Mary's assistant TOW Redeemer Back the Garage (this typo is also in the file) SUBMERGE the Redeemer FLIP the Redeemer upside down GET IN the Tow Truck PUT the Redeemer on the Flat Bed

What this also implies is the inclusion of tow trucks and that there was a ‘Mary’s assistant’ character.

2.4. A few seperate Entries before we focus on plot relevant ones

In light of the afore mentioned wiki menues there is also an objective type that goes very well with its character section:

DISCOVER this character.

This could be attached to unknown entries in the character list.

There also is an unused objective called:

FIND the cow in the field

Which at first glance made me believe it was related to the mission at Cattle co., but it is not used there or anywhere else. I suppose we will never find out what was so special about this mysterious cow.

TAKE Joseph's writings

is also an interesting entry, as it is not related to the mission where you burn his book. This is again an unused string with unknown original purpose.

2.5. Mary May and John Seed

There are two particularly interesting unused mission objectives in relation to these two characters.

For one, it looks like originally we were supposed to rescue Mary May from John’s ranch:

RESCUE Mary May From John Seed's Ranch

This could either be a replacement for saving her in Fall’s End or it is a mission that appeared later on in which John possibly captured her. It gets more possible applications with the next one, though.

FIND John and Mary May's secrets

Now, this one caught my attention immediately, because there are two big things that come to mind in terms of possible application. It could refer back to the novel Absolution in which Mary May gets captured and tattooed by John, heavily implying that part of the plot that made it to the novel was originally intended to be shown in the game (we will get back to this in the character episode when talking about Holly).

Additionally, keeping the previous objective in mind, it could also imply that Mary has been converted during her capture (or her capture was planned) and played a different role in the story overall. Of course, all of this is only speculation as we will probably never know, but the objective specifically says ‘John AND Mary May’s secrets’, refering to shared secrets, not just one of Mary herself (which would fit more into the tattoo theory).

If you have ever even considered the possibility that Ubisoft might have cut a lot of stuff from the Whitetail region of the game, the rest of this Mission section should finally prove this to you. I’d like to make clear here that this is unbiased. I have tried to dig up deleted content equally in all regions but it just turns out that this is the one they really went wild with. There is nothing that stands out in terms of deleted or changed missions in the Henbane area and the Holland Valley content is mostly not that plot relevant minus the last examples just mentioned.

2.6. Eli and the Wolf’s Den

In the final version of the game we are told that Eli is an important character, but he is not very active in any way. Where Mary May assists you on the way to John’s Ranch and Tracey and the others at the prison fight by your side in defense missions, Eli will stay at the Wolf’s Den and have you run his errands for him. Just like the other mentioned characters he has full fight capabilities though. His AI is capable of using that bow, despite him never leaving the bunker.

As it turns out, he used to be a far more active character and there were multiple ways you could encounter him for the first time. For reference: In the game as it is now you will only meet him when he and his people rescue the deputy after Jacob’s first trial. You cannot enter the Wolf’s Den prior to this point.

Inside the game’s animations folders are these three subfolders including the respective files (JJ and Key03 is how Eli is often referred to in the files, I will get back to this in the character post):

This means there were three ways that you would encounter Eli: Inside a cabin, through being captured in a net or by being released by Perkins. This was most likely Doc Perkins, giving her a bit more significance in the game.

The main cutscene files for these are not present anymore, only the animations remain so I could not find out where the exact locations for these were supposed to be at. I however, loaded these animations into a game cutscene so we get to look at them anyway. I have chosen Jacob’s death cutscene for the simple reason that there’s only the player + 1 NPC, it is daytime and there’s no intrusive DOF blurring everything. The video below shows all of them.

Keep in mind that only the player animation matters in the first two! Ignore the rest. The third one features Doc Perkins and has her animation applied to her. As you can see it is very very unfinished, but it shows that she possibly unties the deputy or opens an animal cage, then drives away in a car.

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This unused mission string supports the theory of these different ways further, as it implies that you met him somewhere and he would guide you to the den:

FOLLOW Eli into the Wolf's Den

There are several other objectives that suggest a more active Eli, who might have accompanied you on some missions:

WAIT for Eli to arrive GO with Eli GO inside the Wolf's Den

2.7. Jacob and the Veteran Center

Before swan diving down a very deep rabbit hole, let’s address this unused mission string first:

TALK to Deputy Pratt

Sounds very unspectacular and like something you would do at some point, but this is never an objective in the game. The intended function will forever remain unknown most likely, but possibilities are vast, especially with the upcoming abandoned objectives.

There are hints at an alternate useage of Jacob’s bunker (specifically called bunker here and not armory). Mission strings are:

FIND a way out of Jacob's Bunker LEAVE Jacob's Bunker

Again, on first sight you’d think these are just what’s there in-game. But they aren’t. During the final mission it goes from RESCUE Deputy Pratt straight to ESCAPE Jacob’s Armory. There is no indicator that you’d need to find a way out. The objectives above hint that it was similar to John’s and Faith’s bunker initially, where you had to do a few more things before escaping.

An observation derived from the game’s subtitle file is that at one point there might have been a differentiation between ‘Armory’ and ‘Bunker’ as, most likely, a random NPC says "I don't know where Jacob's bunker is. I'm not sure anybody does, but it's out there somewhere." The armory is (other than John’s and Faith’s bunkers) directly next to a main road, next to McKinley Dam. It is quite impossible to miss. Therefore this statement, along with the inconsistent switch between calling it ‘armory’, ‘bunker’ or ‘gate’, could mean there was originally a different bunker and the armory really functioned as such.

Before moving on to more mission strings, there is one more subtitle entry worth mentioning: "When you tried to arrest Joseph, Jacob got wind of it and things got real crazy here in the Whitetail Mountains." It heavily implies that at some point, Joseph’s family might not have been intended to be present during the opening, and they instead found out about the arrest afterwards. As far fetched as it sounds at first, it does check out with the inactivity and absence of the three heralds after you cuff Joseph (and in case you ever wondered what the three of them are doing while you guide Joseph outside, they de-spawn and are gone as soon as you turn around).

But enough about that and let’s get back to more missions we never got to see.

For instance there is:

GO TO the Veteran's Center

Which, as most of you know, is impossible during the game because you get repositioned everytime you attempt to go close. This string implies a different kind of mission at some point.

HUNT Jacob

No, this also does not appear in the game. The final mission goes from DESTROY Wolf Beacons to KILL Jacob Seed. Possibility in combination with the previous entry is that you were supposed to follow him back to the Veteran Center and that’s where the final fight would be. It could also imply a different kind of trial.

Small observation because we are talking about the final fight: The Prima Games’ guide (based on a pre-release build of the game, it will be featured more prominently in the next post) depicts Jacob at the bottom of the mountain during this encounter. WIth a lot of perseverance I’m sure you can somehow manage to replicate this in-game. But it is interesting regardless that they chose this image. It might imply that at some point he was not positioned on top of the hill, and instead closer to the area he finally dies in.

Before we move on, here are a few other interesting unused strings:

TRAIN TRAIN yourself INTERACT with Jacob for finishing takedown TALK to Jacob

They imply a different way to end the fight along with the possibility to talk to Jacob at some point (unrelated to each other mind you). I have no clue in what kind of scenario you were supposed to talk to him. The only explanation I have is that trials were possibly supposed to be different at some point and maybe they had more intentions to explore the whole brainwashed aspect of it to the point you casually took strolls around St Francis. Now before you say I just made that up, I implore you to wait till after the next part to call me out on it, because there are reasons I offer that possibility up for discussion here.

TRAIN and TRAIN yourself might not be linked to this region at all. But it is interesting to have these sort of objectives as they form the ‘Train, Hunt, Kill, Sacrifice’ part of the region’s theme, when you refer back to other mission strings: TRAIN (yourself), HUNT Jacob, KILL Jacob Seed.

Now to get to the main part. If you ever used mods on PC that let you access the Veteran Center, you will have noticed that the AI acts very strange. Your assigned GFH might wander around, aim at nothing or even attack civillians. Cultists inside the area will not always attack you, while civillians will do. This is most likely why the developers were so quick to patch out the tricks to access the region without mods.

I have seen multiple speculations circling around, but the one that always struck me as the most plausible one is that there was some kind of mission after Pratt rescues you from the cage. It is a very discontinuous cutscene, in which you transition from the cage directly to the top floor of the Veteran Center, implying there were no problems for Pratt and the Deputy to get there, despite having to cross the entire guarded frontyard and going through multiple building floors to get to the office. So, naturally I wasted some time of my life trying to dig up stuff that proves this theory right and I...well I did find something.

Important note so you understand what’s going on here: It is very common in games to load objects underneath the map (outside of sight of the player) to assure they are properly loaded in when they are needed. I have seen posts circulating around which depicted Pratt underneath the building, suggesting they eventually had an area planned there. The more likely case is that Pratt was loaded there for later use in a cutscene.

Why am I saying that? Well, this following screenshot was taken underneath the map during the cutscene where Pratt rescues the deputy and it transitions to the top of the building. I have changed the time to daytime for a bit better visibility.

What you see here is an entirely unused set of either cutscene or gameplay elements. A truck, Jacob (who’s absent in the cutscene we see), Pratt, a random NPC, a bag, a small table (unseen in cutscene), a single door (unseen in cutscene), a double door and 3 small pieces of paper (only two are in cutscene). I have kept watch on these assets for the entirety of the cutscene and none of them were moved into place. Meaning that all of these were here to be used in either a different cutscene or even a gameplay segment.

It brings me back to the mission theory, where there was a potential stealth segment between leaving the cage and entering the office. Maybe there was an alternate cutscene for the case where you’d be caught and the one we see in the game is the one after successfully sneaking up there? We will never know for certain again but it is one possible explanation as to why these assets even still exist. It would also check out with the TALK to Deputy Pratt mission string, as you maybe had to speak to him after reaching a certain area.

Here are also some additional screenshots of the room in front of the office:

It was modelled and filled with a few detail props we never get to see much of.

Another potential mission, which would explain the broken AI behavior better, is the already mentioned theory that they might have planned to do more with the whole brainwashing aspect. Cultists inside the Vet Center area do not shoot and are allied, while civillians act hostile, implying while the player is there they are considered to be allied to cultists. TALK to Deputy Pratt, TALK to Jacob or TRAIN (yourself) could have taken place during this also. Something that could support this theory is also this unused timelapse marking days passing:

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3. The Game’s Title and Closing Words

Internally the game is often called ‘fc zeta’, ‘zeta’ or ‘fcz’. So *sigh* of course I tried to find a deeper meaning behind it all and came to the sixth letter of the Greek alphabet ‘Zeta’. If you count Far Cry: Primal as a real standalone title, Far Cry 5 is the sixth Far Cry release. But because the Greek were special snowflakes or something, the sixth letter actually has the value of 7. So Zeta is actually 7 despite being the sixth. If you count Blood Dragon as a Far Cry release it’d mean FC5 is the 7th release. However, these theories exclude all the expansions and stuff for earlier Far Cry games.

Another indicator that Zeta might have been more than just a number, is this texture used as a decal on some clothing materials:

I have not found someone in-game who has this anywhere, and they might just disable the transparency and use it only for the American flag. But still, why would they make such a decal texture in the first place? Maybe very early name of the cult or resistance group?

Before closing this incredibly long essay, here is an old, unused version of the logo found in the files :)

Phew, we finally reached the end. If you made it all the way down here: CONGRATULATIONS you just read a long af essay! Again, i’d like to remind you that a lot of what you’ve read is pure speculation. I tried to prove my arguments as best as I could with evidence that I provided but only Ubisoft knows what really happened. And they are unlikely to tell us.

The next post will focus on the expansive character list and I may split it into parts because there is a lot to say and show about some characters.

I hope you have a nice day and thank you for reading ♥

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References:

text.farcry.info (website where you can look through Oasisstrings yourself!) languages\english\oasisstrings.oasis.bin languages\english\oasisstrings_subtitles.oasis.bin animations\narrative\cin_key03_q01_b00_meet_jj_cabin animations\narrative\cin_key03_q01_b00_meet_jj_net animations\narrative\cin_key03_q01_b00_meet_jj_release domino\user\fcz_proto_ld domino\user\zeta_dlcm ui\resources\textures\04_menu\tooltips ui\resources\textures\06_icons\inventory ui\resources\textures\05_hud\tutorials\_images __Unknown\XBT\AE800D066AB2E84A.xbt __Unknown\XBT\FD080AA2BBABE691.xbt Zeta on Wikipedia (english) Squad on Wikipedia (english) Prima Games guide (2018, collector’s edition, print and digital) reddit.com/r/farcry/comments/89nsf1/so_theres_3_missing_guns_for_hire_here_maybe_3/ __Unknown\BIK\C6AB10EDBC81E933.bik

#far cry 5 #gameinfo #obligatory longessay tag #if you ever wondered how much of a nerd i am #look at these essays #and know that i enjoyed writing and capturing footage of every second of this

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happy halloween!

hiiii i wrote a short Halloween fic instead of studying for the test im procrastinating about taking:) please enjoy fluffy middle-school aged modern au catradora trick or treating:) also i only made them Jedi bc it’s the first thing that came to mind bc i rewatched the last two episodes of the clone wars this morning and oh my god its been months but im still not over it

if u like this, i have more fics on my ao3 (link in my bio hehe)

“I dunno, Catra, maybe we should turn back.” Adora glanced over her shoulder worriedly, as though she was going to find their guardian following them across the main road.

“Don’t be such a baby,” Catra teased, pressing the tip of her lightsaber to Adora’s forehead. Surprised by the action, Adora let her worry lines relax. “And besides, you’re the one who wanted to go to this neighborhood in the first place.”

“All I said was that I think it’s unfair that they hand out full sized candy bars while everyone else is stuck with the dumb fun size ones,” Adora retorted as they crossed the street. “Not that I wanted to leave our neighborhood. What if Ms. Weaver catches us?”

It was Halloween, and they were under strict rules to stick together with the rest of the wards, to be back by nine sharp, and to not leave the neighborhood. They had already broken one of those rules, having long since separated from their main group to do their own trick or treating. But they were faster than most, and were already finished with their neighborhood and definitely not ready to head home yet. It just got dark out, after all, and Adora wanted to show off her Jedi costume for a little while longer. It wasn’t much, just a cheap plastic lightsaber and some clothes she scrounged up at Goodwill with Catra, who was also a Jedi.

“She’s probably taking advantage of an empty house and is drunk off her ass right now. We’re fine.” A mother pushing a stroller nearby gave them a dirty look. Adora half expected Catra to flip her off. But she didn’t, and they kept walking until they reached the entrance to the neighborhood where all the wealthy people who gave out full sized candy bars every year lived.

“But she has eyes everywhere.” Despite her protests, Adora followed Catra into the neighborhood. She immediately became self conscious about her thrifted costume that cost all of five bucks upon seeing other kids in brand new, kind of expensive looking costumes. The big, looming houses did nothing to help her either.

“Who’s gonna tell on us? Kyle?” Catra, who had been in front of Adora for a bit, leading the way, glanced back at Adora. Her face softened, and she paused to let Adora catch up. “Here, you be on the inside. If anyone sees us, they’ll see me first. Ms. Weaver’s more worried about you than me anyway, so it’d be you they’re looking for.”

Adora opened her mouth to protest, but then Catra linked their arms and tugged her along again. Anything she was about to say about needing to be more careful vanished from her mind.

They made their way house after house, receiving the promised candy bars and a few weird looks, as they obviously stuck out. Thankfully, it seemed like no one was rude enough to comment on their homemade costumes.

“We have like thirty minutes left,” Catra announced a couple streets later. “Wanna do one more street and head back?”

Adora nodded, shifting her now-heavy pillow sack in her hands so she could return her hand to Catra’s. When they started holding hands instead of linking arms, she couldn’t remember. Frankly, she didn’t care, either. Catra’s hand was nice, and it provided some warmth on the cold night. “The others are probably at the park.” Because that’s where they went every year on Halloween once they finished trick or treating, which was always much sooner than their given curfew, and no one ever wanted to head home early. The freedom was always too enticing.

Catra snorted. “Get a load of that.” She nodded her head across the street. Adora followed her gaze, landing on two trick or treaters. One was wearing a crop top with a fake bow and arrow on their back, which Adora didn’t think was the reason why Catra was giggling. Their partner was decked out head to toe in pastel colors and glitter, with fairy wings to pull off whatever look it was they were going for. “My Little Pony called, they want their shit back.”

“Catra!” Adora used her candy bag as a hitting device, which now held her lightsaber as well, and was probably more painful with the added plastic. Catra simply hit her back with her sack. Adora laughed still, unable to suppress her giggles.

They finished their last street and made their way back to their neighborhood. As Adora predicted, their friends were loitering at the neighborhood park; they all headed back to the home together, already feeling the loss of their one night of freedom.

Another rule about Halloween was that they were only allowed to keep some of their candy from their night of fun. The rest would be confiscated and thrown out, though Catra always joked that Ms. Weaver probably took it for herself like the witch she was.

But she and Catra had a system, as did some of the other wards in the home, that allowed them to keep all of their candy without their guardian finding out. For her, Catra, and Lonnie, there was a loose floorboard in their shared room where they could stash as much candy as they could fit before Ms. Weaver collected any leftover treats the morning after. Of course, they had to sacrifice some pieces so as not to look suspicious, but normally, they came together on that and made a trash pile big enough for them to divide equally. It had been working for years now, and Adora expected this year to be no different.

Once everyone completed the tradition of trading and bartering one another’s prizes, and the extra candy was hidden from sight, it was time for bed. As Catra had predicted, Ms. Weaver had been drinking, and was out cold in the living room when everyone returned, so they didn’t have to worry about her coming in and enforcing lights out.

“It’s over, Adora,” Catra warned from her perch on Adora’s bed. She was in a squat, too tall for the bunk to stand up straight without knocking her head on her bed above Adora’s, lightsaber drawn. “I have the high ground.” There was even a slight accent in her voice.

Adora smirked and rolled her eyes at the nonsense. And Catra had the audacity to call her the nerd in their friendship. “You underestimate my power.”

“Don’t try it,” Catra responded immediately, already bracing herself for Adora’s obvious attack.

From her bed across the room, Lonnie groaned and muttered something about the both of them being idiots, rolling over and shoving her pillow over her face as though to block them out.

While Catra was still distracted by the interruption, Adora launched herself forward. Catra barely had enough time to block the attack.

They sparred with their lightsabers. Adora was only somewhat conscious about the amount of noise they were making, but seeing as no one had come in and told them to shut up yet, she didn’t worry about it too much.

Eventually, the weapons were abandoned, and it was just the two of them tousling around on the floor in their pajamas, giggling and fighting for the upper hand. They ended up calling it even, and found their way to Adora’s bunk after finally shutting the lights off. Adora heard a sigh of relief come from Lonnie’s bed.

“Told you it was worth it,” Catra said around a mouthful of a king size candy bar.

Adora grinned at her. “Okay, okay, you were right. I admit it.” She took a bite of her own candy bar. With the amount of candy they got, Adora wouldn’t be surprised if their supply lasted them for at least a month.

She leaned her head on Catra’s shoulder, snuggling under the covers a bit more and telling herself she was only scooting closer because she was cold and Catra radiated heat. It was a good Halloween. After all, it wasn’t often that they were granted such freedom from the rough life in Ms. Weaver’s home. They took what they could get whenever the opportunity arose.

One day, they would have so much freedom they wouldn’t know what to do with it, her and Catra. They would get away from this place and have a life of their own. Together. Because Adora couldn’t imagine a world without her best friend in it.

But for now, she was content with forgetting about the worries of the real world and just closing her eyes, letting the steady rise and fall of Catra’s chest and her heartbeat lull her to sleep.

#catradora #she ra #spop #she ra spop #shera #adora #catra #my writing #happy halloween y’all xoxoxo #i wasn’t gonna write something but clearly i changed my mind lmao

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boogiewrites · 4 years

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No.9: The Body

Chapter Two

Characters: Diego Hargreeves & OFC Eve Corpuz

Summary: Eve, once a rebellious runaway had turned her life around through the help of others to now be a doctor. She tries to return the favor these days. When a mysterious man keeps popping up in her life, what will her natural talent for healing become when it finally meets someone else with abilities like hers? Diego begins to suspect there’s something amiss with the doctor that’s been helping him...

Warnings/Tags: Injury/Blood/Medical. Nothing too graphic. Banter. Some KLAUS!

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Another evening to herself, as per usual, this time she’d taken the initiative to reheat her leftovers instead of stuffing them cold into her face in front of the fridge. With headphones in, she bobbed, moving loosely around the kitchen without a care. This is probably why the sudden appearance of the same stranger, if you could even call him that at this point, threw her entirely off track as she launched the spatula in her hand to his bent figure, holding himself up on her kitchen counter.

“WHAT THE FUCK?!” Eve yells and she stumbles back against the opposite counter, headphone dangling around her neck as she fumbles blindly into a nearby drawer for a knife out of panic, “WHY ARE YOU IN MY APARTMENT? WAIT...HOW?”

“Ow.” is his response as his nose streams a tiny bit of blood into his facial hair.

“Sorry but I'll do it again if you try anything!”

“It’s ME!” he says clearly showing his face and motioning up and down to himself.

“That’s a little vague don’t you think?” she says back loudly, eyes still clearly wild.

“Sorry I- just needed help. I’m not gonna hurt you. I...kinda can’t right now.” he groans and she sees the blood covering most of his stomach now.

“Oh, shit, dude why didn’t you go to the hospital?”

“Well, you weren’t there were you?”

“Fuck’s sake,” she says holding her hand to her chest to feel her heart racing as she tried to calm down. She takes a deep breath, switching off the stovetop as she approached him. “You couldn’t have knocked?”

“Not really my thing…:”

“Neither is common sense it seems,” she mumbles and he grunts as she tries to examine him. “How did you know where I live?” she narrows her eyes at him. He was covered in sweat and clearly in a lot of pain from his pale face.

“Followed you.”

“Why were you following me?”

“You're the only real doctor I can trust. I needed your help didn’t I?” he sighs and slouches again, raising his shirt up to show multiple chunks missing.

“You need help alright. Shit…” she says moving to find her gloves in a cabinet. “Go...get in the bathtub, I’ll treat you there. Let me grab you some clothes.”

Only a nod and grunt in response as he headed into the bathroom.

She hands a pair of sweats and an old t-shirt that’ll easily fit him into the bathroom. “Leave your shirt off.” she says as she grabs her supply bag.

“I get that a lot.”

She lets a smile show as the door blocks their view of each other. He was a smart ass even in the middle of pain. She could relate to that. “I’m sure you do. Now let me know when I can come in.” A grunt serves as an answer and she enters, moving to help him and make as small of a mess as possible. An understanding of quiet rests between them as she works.

“NNGH--” he groans and bares his teeth as she digs to pull a slug out of his side. The damage was worse than she thought once she got closer. He hears the clatter of bullet pieces hit the metal bowl she has on the toilet next to the tub.

“Okay, Champ. You’re taking the pain well, the pills will kick in in a little bit.” She says sympathetically.

“You’re... good at this y’know.” he gives her a nod as she sews him up, a gentle touch despite being stabbed with a needle repeatedly.

“I’d hope so.” she lets out a huff of a laugh. “Thanks.” she offers up in politeness as they settle into a comfortable back and forth, the tension from before now gone as she was focused. AS she finished, she says, “I was wondering…?”

“Mmm?”

“Whats the bat cave-like? Does Bruce let you play with the toys?”

“Ha.” he gives in a deadpan delivery. “Very funny.” sarcastic heavy as always in their tone, but he actually meant it.

“Alright. That’s got you sewed up. This could’ve gone south really fast. Y’know.” she says with more concern in her voice. “Since I keep saving you...can I know your name now? In case you kill me, at least my ghost can try to solve the crime from behind grave. That seems like a pretty cool afterlife.”

“Yeah, I’d watch that show.” He gives a grimace that was mean to be a smile. “I’m not gonna kill you,” he says defensively. “...M’Diego.” he sighs outs as she helps him stand. He already felt... better somehow. Maybe it was the pills.

“Oh, a little crime fighter like those kids in the 90’s huh?”

“Yeah..” he groans and averts his eyes.

“Sorry.” she chuckles. “You’re the only Diego I’ve ever met. Bad comparison?” she offers, nos wiping his face off with a cool cloth and he’s caught off guard by her closeness in his low blood leveled state.

“Nah he’s… okay, I guess,” he mumbles.

“I’ll clean this up, you go chill on the couch and I’ll be there in a second okay?”

“Kay.” He weakly answers. As soon as she turns on the showerhead to wash out the blood, he stumbles as he tries to support himself and she catches him.

“You are hurt bad aren’t you?” She says with real concern in her eyes and she helps him to the couch despite his weak protests to the contrary. “Here.” she says helping him with his shirt then laying a blanket around his shoulders. “So...Diego…” she says, hands on her hips. “Tell me…” she pauses as he settles. “...do you like Chinese food?”

“Not where I thought you were going with that…”

“Well do you? You wanna eat?” she asks again moving into the kitchen.

“Weirdly, yeah.” he answers, eyes following her as she moved to go back to her former task of reheating food.

“This will help you deal with those pain pills easier. Soak it up a bit, instead of a straight shot of it.” she continues to feel him staring into her back as she moves around.

“Uh...thanks,” he says softly as she sits next to him on the couch.

“I’ll bill you later.”

He gives a tired smile and resituates to eat.

“You’ve lost a lot of blood. I would keep you for observation if we were at the hospital.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. Gunshots are no joke. You’re lucky it didn’t nick your intestines.”

“That’s me... lucky.”

“Seems so…” she mumbles before pushing more noodles in her mouth. She watches him eat, good appetite for just getting shot, that was for sure.

“Not bad.” he says with a mouthful and a glassy look in his eyes that makes her chuckle.

“Help yourself if you want more. I have to get some sleep.” she stands and takes her plate with her.

“Oh, okay..well..uh...thanks..again.”

“Nah, nah, champ.” she says, a single hand keeping him on the couch.”You’re staying here. Because I don’t want you dying out there, alright?”

“I actually feel pretty g-”

“It’s the medication talking, you need to rest. But know...There are no weapons in this room but I have a gun in my bedroom and if you try anything I will not hesitate to use it.”

“Yes ma’am.” he nods and gives an almost cocky smile.

“Good.” she nods. “I have work and I’ll be up around 3, there are blankets and pillows all over in here, you’ll be able to get comfortable, just try not to bleed all over the couch if you can help it.”

“I’ll do my best... and if I think I’m dying?”

“Try to let me know so you don’t ruin the furniture please.”

He grins and gives an understanding nod. “I think I'll be fine.” he says through a yawn.

“Time’ll tell.” She stands one the doorway to her bedroom. “Night Diego. Don’t make me regret my hospitality.”

“I haven’t yet have I?”

“Jury’s still out. Get some rest.”

He waves a dismissive hand to her as he lays down on the couch. He seriously did feel better. Better than he should, he thought. But he was tired, and quickly that became his main focus. --------------

A tired but becoming more alert by the second Eve wafting her tea in front of Diego’s sleeping face. He looked almost childish despite the heavy 5 o clock shadow. His strong cheek and jaw gave an almost round appearance to his face. The smoosh of his cheek definitely didn’t hurt him looking less threatening.

“Diego.” She whispers as he begins to twitch. “Tea?”

“What’s..” he begins and quickly stops, looking around the room. “Oh. Uh, yeah.” He clears his throat and without much pain dramatization, he sat up and rubbed his face, taking the mug.

She sits with her mug clasped between her hands, on the other end of the couch

“This...what is this? It’s not good.”

She chuckles and looks his way.” It’s black breakfast tea. It has a little caffeine. Thought you could use it.”

He nods and looks into the mug, brow low but she couldn’t tell if it was from sleep or thinking.

“I’m gonna be leaving soon. If you don’t feel up to it, you don’t have to go. Since you can clearly break-in I figure there’s no point in telling you you have to leave.” She sips. “But I would request you don’t steal my stuff.”

“I’m not gonna steal anything.” he sleepily insists.

“I appreciate it.” They sit as she enjoys her tea and the low noise from outside, the crossing of people just going to bed late, and others riding early are all that fills the quiet apartment.

“You’re a Doctor…”

“Uh huh.” She looks his way a bit confused at the sudden obvious statement

“You don’t act like any doctor I’ve known before. They’re usually dicks.”

“I try hard not to be a dick. So I’ll take that as a compliment”

“I mean, it was I guess. But you’re smart right? You gotta be to know all the...doctor stuff right?”

“Yes, college, med school, internships, residencies...did it all. I like to entertain the idea that I’m smart, yeah.”

“But...you’re being like… really, nice.” There's a Pause as she sees this as a rhetorical statement. “I mean you lied to the cops to help me.” He grins a bit and looks her way, breaking his thoughtful stare into nothing. “Why?”

She considers it a moment, looks twitching as she takes another drink. “I think...you remind me of me.” She answers and it’s one he didn’t expect. “I’ve been… maybe not in the same circumstances as you but I’ve at least been through some of the same consequences you have it seems. I’ve been injured and on the run. I would’ve really liked it if someone had given me the benefit of the doubt back then. So... I try to believe the best in people because that’s what I needed too.” It was an honest and heartfelt answer.

“You’ve been shot?”

“Shot AT.”

“But stabbed?”

“Stabbed? Yes.”

“What were you into? Tattoos make me think gang but none are from any I know.”

“I had some gang-related ones but I was never really, IN one ya know? I’ve got them covered up. It’s been a while since I’ve been that girl.”

“Seems like you’re still her to me.”

“How's that?”

“Wanted criminal hiding out and getting patched up in your apartment. You’re an accessory at least. Lying to the cops. Seems like you’re still her.” He picks at her but she doesn’t feel like he’s being judgemental. Not that he had the right to be.

“Yeah or maybe I’m just bad at making good decisions. Book sense and no common sense.”

“Nah. You’re plenty smart.”

“Thanks.” A calm smile is Shared briefly before they go back to their tea. “Can I ask you personal questions now?” She means his way slightly.

“Shoot.”

“What do you do that keeps you getting hurt?”

“That is personal.”

“Well if you’ve done it this time and you’ve been in my ER twice, chances are you’re going to be interrupting my evening again, Hmm?”

“You are smart.”

“So for not just my safety, but also so I can effectively deny and deflect for either of us, can I know? I’m also plain old nosey at this point.”

“That’s… you’ve got a fair point.” He shrugs. “I’m a… private eye. Investigator.”

“I’ve not had one PI come in with injuries like yours.”

“Maybe I’m just a really good one and they aren’t.”

This makes her let out a laugh. “How could I have not considered that?” She rolls her eyes. “Are you a hitman? Because you dress like one. That or one hood away from a gimp.”

“Hey. My leather is NICE alright? Functional, stylish. Let’s people know what I’m about.”

“Wouldn’t a PI want to blend in?”

“Not one like me.”

“So you’re… self-employed? I don’t want to be involved in any government level bullshit alright?”

“Yeah people come to me when they need things… looked into.”

“You really sound like a hitman.”

“A vigilante. I’m the good guy. I help people with bad guys. Kay? I don’t go out looking to kill people.”

“They're certainly looking to kill you though.” She offers with an upturned hand as she rises.

“Yeah, the industry Christmas parties are real awkward.”

“Is the game always “dirty Santa” every year?”

He gives a small huff of amusement her way. “Yeah, sure.”

“So Diego… Let’s see those bandages.” She claps her hands.

“You could just ask for me to take off my shirt you don’t have to make excuses.” He smirks.

She ignores him as she’s getting the feeling this is just part of his personality. “There’s no blood somehow so don’t touch them 'til tonight okay? Don’t get them wet. Re bandage after a shower okay? You healed up from last time nice so you clearly know how to handle aftercare for wounds.”

“Oh yeah. I’m a professional.”

“For both of our sakes, I hope so.” She tugs his shirt back into place.

—

After she left, Diego was left alone and his curiosity got the better of him. Not liked he tried to fight the urge to go through Eve’s stuff in her absence, old habits die hard. —------- With his bloody clothes in tow, Diego makes his way to the apartment over the gym he and Luther now owned together. He’d bought out his old haunt, they met with branding people Allison suggested and he’d hated it all. He just wanted a place to train. Luther was thinking more business and long term, stability. Things Diego didn’t spend much time considering.

“Why are you in my apartment?” He barks out as Klaus sits with his feet up on Diego’s coffee table.

“I could ask you why you WERENT in your apartment.” He looks him over, piecing the story together. “You didn’t come back after a job, but you don’t look hurt, and you’re wearing...not your own clothes. But definitely no sex because you don’t have that puppy look in your eyes.”

“HEY! Stop acting like you know everything...and I don’t look like a puppy.”

“Yeah, that’s a definite no on the one-night stand option.”

He begins to throw Eve’s unisex clothing items off as he heads towards the shower.

“Diego? Have you ever done a… Fun Run for children’s charity before?”

“What the-? No, why?”

“Then why does your shirt claim otherwise?” Klaus holds up the old participation shirt Diego had been wearing.

“Why do you have to be so goddamn nosey. Why are you even here?”

“Five wanted a meeting tonight.”

“Ugh! Why?”

“Oh, you know him...probably something apocalyptic.”

“We agreed to no jokes about that. I get fuckin….it bothers me, man.”

“Alright, I don��t know why. He’s been very up his own ass the past few days.”

“When is he not?”

“Some people like it up the ass Diego. Don’t knock it til you’ve tried it.”

“Do you ever shut up?”

“I believe I’ve been told no but I couldn’t really hear them over my talking.”

“What do you WANT?”

“To know where you were.”

“I was busy.” he flatly answers.

“And with what, pray tell?”

“The takedown went sideways. I got shot. I don’t wanna talk about it.”

“Look at that almost.. 2 and a half pack there.” Klaus points to Diego’s torso with fresh pink scars he assumed were far older and that his brother was, once again, is full of shit. “You seem to be doing just fine now.”

“Yeah...that’s kinda why I was gone.” Diego lets his hands run over the healed wounds on his stomach.

“Where’d you even get shot? I don’t see anything but reminders of your shortcomings.” He tickles at a scar on Diego’s side.

“Quit it.” He slaps Klaus’ hands away. “I got shot last night. Here. Like I said, and you would’ve heard that if you were listening.”

“I think someone got rufied and they’re too scared to admit it. It happens to the best of us b-“

“No. I know what I’m talking about! It was here. Now it’s healed.”

Klaus blinks thoughtfully at the spot his brother is furiously pointing to. “Where the fuck is it then?” he asks with a hand on his hip.

“There’s this doctor-”

“Pretty good fuckin’ doctor!”

“Right?! It’s happened twice now! I didn’t know if I was losin’ it or what the first time. But this healed even faster this time.”

“So we talkin’...aliens? Medical science experiments on the public?”

“That’s where I went to first-” he says seriously and Klaus rolls his eyes. “But she’s-”

“Oh SHE?” he asks rhetorically in surprise. “Nice. Girl power." he holds up an ignored fist of solidarity.

Diego continues as if he hadn’t been interrupted. “I’ve checked her out man-”

“Bet ya have…” Klaus mutters.

“...she’s... normal. I can’t find shit on her.”

“Well as normal as having healing powers goes…”

Diego’s eyes shoot wide to his brothers whose body language of casual contemplation is opposite of Deigo’s.

“You think she..?”

“At this point, why the fuck not? I mean with…” he clears his throat as the delicate subject of Lila comes up. “She who will not be named... she had them... we didn’t know about her. Stranger things have happened.”

“Nah she’s not..” he begins but Klaus quickly sees the wheels turning in his brother's darting eyes.

“Is she not?” he offers with squinted eyes. “I mean if you’d done your detective work as well as you say you have-”

“I HAVE!”

“Then it seems as if it’s one of the more plausible options out of the bunch, hmmm?”

Diego says nothing but considers the advice. “I need to find out...but how.” a bit of an overdramatic delivery in Klaus’s opinion of the cliche line, but he answered with his usual cautiously optimistic tone when he gave this particular sibling advice. He was such a sensitive boy, after all, under all that leather.

“I have this wild idea... now here me out... but what if you...ya with me still? Good. Now, what if you… just ask her.” he delivers with a swing of his hand.

“Oh, hey!” Diego mocks the plan. “Yeah, do you happen to have superpowers?” he stops his mocking tone. “Because that would go SO well.”

“Ya either do somethin’ or ya don’t Diego. I’m overdue for a good sweat and this vibe you’re bringing in my space-”

“This is MY apartment!” he shouts.

“..my personal, space, is far too uptight for my brand right now so I’m gonna leave.”

“Good! That's what I’ve wanted this whole time. Thank you!”

“No problem, babe. You know I’d do anything for you, right?” he leans against the door frame with batting eyes only to add a bit more red onto the annoyed man’s face.

Diego reaches for the nearest object, “GetOutYouLittle-UNG!” he grunts as he throws it at Klaus’ head it’s caught with the door as he rushed it shut.

@jaegeeeeer @s-h-e-w-r-i-t-e-s

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priscillarubin · 3 years

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about priscilla.

NAME: Priscilla Rubin. AGE: Thirty-four - 18th February, 1987 PRONOUNS: She/her. ZODIAC: Aquarius. MBTI: INTJ (The Architect). PLANET SYMBOLISM: Mercury. INSPIRATION: Yennefer of Vengerburg, Cookie Lyon, Santanico Pandemonium.

PERSONALITY:

+ ambitious, resilient, clever.

- cunning, cold, vengeful.

BRIEF BULLET POINT BIO:

tw parental death

ACT I:

As the child of a mistress, Priscilla is born with the vehement violence of a star; hauntingly beautiful, too difficult to hide in the shadows. Whilst her mother is as clever as a fox - hiding the truth of her infant away from the father’s darkest and most deranged eye - the gradual distance she expands between their illicit affair prompts further questioning. Still, the man is no more foolish than he is holy; built with a notch at the base of his skull that aches at the first sign of deception.

You see, dear reader, her father is infamous under all light; consuming the glow like black asphalt. As an unmarried man with several equally wicked sons to carry on the heir, his poisonous tongue and the gun in his desk drawer both equate to the life he so desired to have. (There are rumours his hands are more accustomed to the feeling of blood than that of rain water.)

Priscilla’s mother, on the opposite hand, is deemed a lady of the night and is beautiful in the way no one should be. She steals hearts before their wallets and is as quick-handed as she is quick-witted; a talent which keeps her and her beloved new-born well-fed. When both parents meet, they are lured beneath the vibrant lights of a strip club and she steals what she believes to be his beating heart. What she will discover, however, is that the only thing she could seize was his attention - diminishing overtime.

When Priscilla recalls her childhood fondly, she envisions the moments in which she’s perched at the foot of her mother’s bed, overseeing the makeup she applies at the vanity. It’s like witchcraft in those hours, her mother’s face set with rouge and powder, observing the evolution of her mother into something of a proud creature - more untouchable than the one in the beginning. When she slinks out into the dead of night, Priscilla never questions the thick handfuls of banknotes that accompany her home. She never questions much at all, really, until her mother fails to return one morning.

In her place, the most unfamiliar man arrives at her front door, telling her of what she knows to be a truth and what she does not know at all: her mother is equal parts prostitute and thief. A stealer of trinkets, of hearts, of children. These things are explained within a brief clause which prompt no further question. She doesn’t understand much - her childlike mind can only muster the words he spills between his lips - but she sees his hand reach outwards and she takes it with haste. Perhaps mother will see her in the evening, perhaps she’ll never see her at all.

From this point, her mother is no more than an echo. A collection of rumours, all beginning and ending with the same two parts. She still exists, somewhere, clinging to her daughter’s stuffed bear.

ACT II:

As she grows with the seasons, her father teaches half the tricks he teaches his sons - it’s all particularly primal; a euphoric cruelty of sex, violence and stolen goods. Death becomes a most familiar friend, Priscilla held at the centre, a juvenile heart that is chiselled down until it is nothing more than ashen dust; weaned on something all too terrible.

One would suppose it was particularly dangerous to exist as Priscilla did. To make a heroine out of her own monstrous terror. Where her brothers were all thunderous and bloodied knuckles with their rage, she was all lipstick planted on the napes of pretty boys and sweet nothings into the ears of those who reached out to listen. Their foolish endeavours were done with a wrongful belief that she was far less poisonous than the men who declared themselves family, simply because her violence was not outwardly barbaric. It was perhaps why her brothers envied her entirely - she was better than them in the way men do not speak of. How they tried to squeeze out her voice, to brand her useless within the world she had once been sculpted for.

It seemed to be hereditary and she detects her mother in every sagacious choice she makes. After all, her mother did teach her that it was all for the taking if she so desired. All she had to do was contort herself in hopes of consuming the world entirely. And, in the time where Priscilla does thinks of her, she considers how this male hatred could reunite them once more. How she’ll never be alone.

ACT III:

When the hate for her father uncurls behind her third and fourth rib and can no longer be supressed, she takes what little she has in possession and flees to London; picking up menial jobs in local bars and surviving off the tips at the end of each shift. It keeps her afloat for the time being, but Priscilla has always longed for more. Longed to be revered, to be feared, she does not care which.

That is, until, everything happens at once. With the swing of one act to the next, destiny rears its often merciless head. He appears in the form as any other customer, when he comes through the door, though his suit sets him out of place as one would presume it could both buy and sell the very walls which contain them. He’s a quiet man, a man who carries himself in a way that has once predisposed him to all answers, and he pays little mind to the offered pint of beer placed before him. As the hours transcend into the next, he still sits, rubbing at his temples as one phone call laps into another. All of which possess an air of importance. When he finally looks upwards, the phone pressed firmly against his ear just about slips between his fingers when he sees her - carting out an unruly man almost double her size. Only then does he smile.

It begins as much a duty as anything else: moving up the ranks with a feverish passion. Whilst each rank possesses its own challenges, strangers attempting to lick the poisonous salt from her neck, it is only when she steps foot into the realm of Pest does she now know that this is what she was made for. Though she is meant to step upwards with everyone else, they are unaware of the third option - to move sideways. Thus, when there are whispers of promotion - to go beyond the Virtue that she is - she simply declines it. The four walls of Pest would crumble if she left it entirely. Whilst she is yet to learn of whether this was a foolish choice, she remains certain of this: she would never ask to be queen, they were going to beg it from her.

TRIVIA;

Contrary to what was told to her so many years ago, her mother never became of a deathly fate. She was, conversely, offered a large sum of money to send her child to her father. Priscilla, as of now, is unaware of this - but it is something I do wish to explore.

She believes in alternative medicinal techniques, such as crystals and other stones as conduits for natural healing and cleansing energy. They exist as her signature - for gifting and for her own garments.

Priscilla is not so much of a dog woman as she is that of cats, birds and horses. Whilst she does not own either one, she does have an affinity for them and does occasionally slip the stray cats behind the club her leftovers.

She has written many unsent letters to her birth mother; many of which encompass questions surrounding her location, if her heart is as empty as her daughters and why she left her for the taking without attempting to reach out. The mystery surrounding her exists as just that and is perhaps why there is an anger which pulses with each beat of her heart.

Her weapon of choice is always a blade; the sharp kitchen knife, the needle point in her leather sleeve and the dagger placed on display. She prefers the subtlety, the secret that she’s armed.

see here for application/expanded about.

#about.#i intend on making a graphic for this at some point #but im on a new laptop without photoshop #so forgive me i beg

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