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thespiritssaidso · 2 months

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Give Shawn the Dress, Dammit!

Summary: Basically the same as the episode Weekend Warriors except Shawn gets to wear the nurse’s outfit

Notes: I have no idea how the fuck a dress from the civil war is made, specifically one with hoops. I don’t know the structure. So give me some leniency here if I wrote the dress wrong.

Juliet left the car and trotted over to where Shawn and Gus were standing, one of whom was holding a dress. “Hey, what’s up guys?”

“Jules!” Shawn and Gus ran up to her. “You're going to get a call from a very irate Sally Reynolds saying two guys just drove by and stole her dress. Just ignore it, okay?”

She was extra confused now. “What the hell are you guys doing?”

Gus started explaining. “Sally was a target. Shawn’s gonna put on that dress, and wait for someone to shoot him.”

Shawn nodded along. “Yeah but- the plan sounds a lot better when you don’t say it like that.”

“What?”

“Listen, detective.” Shawn turned back to Juliet. “We have reason to believe that the intended target was Sally Reynolds. Now we’ve stolen her dress,” he held up said dress, “we’re gonna catch the yellow-bellied son-of-a-bitch red handed.” He paused to take a breath. “I forced the ending, that’s horrible.”

“So, risking getting shot is the only way to solve the case?”

“Absolutely.”

“Then we should stop the battle!”

“No, we can’t. It’s too late. They’re gonna start in less than a minute. Listen, Juliet…please let us go?” They’re both bouncing on the balls of their feet in anticipation.

Juliet doesn’t say anything, mulling over her choices in her head.

After a minute or two of tense silence, she wordlessly marched to the back door of the car she came in and opened it, rummaging around for something. When she resurfaced she had a bullet proof vest. “If you’re going out there, you might as well be protected.”

——————

“Breathe out, loosen up.”

“Ow ow ow ow!”

“Sorry Shawn!”

“No no, it’s fine, this wasn’t exactly made to fit me. Now just zip- AGH!”

“Sorry!”

“Is it done yet? Please tell me it’s done.”

“You’re all good.” Juliet patted the zipper on his back.

Shawn straightened up, and tried to take a breath. It was difficult, and it made him feel like he was back in high school, wearing his binder. It wasn’t a terrible thing to remember. But it wasn’t exactly a fond memory either.

“Here.” Juliet handed him a helmet. He shoved the it on, fumbling a bit with the buckle.

Gus grabbed Shawn by the shoulders. “Alright remember, the fifth cannon boom is your cue to shoot whoever's playing Quantrill.”

“Right.” Shawn nodded, but then gave his friend a strange look. “Wait, how do you know that?”

“I read the manual. Didn’t you?”

“I didn’t open the manual, it was like War and Peace. There were seventeen chapters.”

“It’s the manual, Shawn.”

“It was this thick!” He held up his hands roughly 6 inches apart, emphasizing the sheer size of it.

“Guys!”

“Right, sorry Jules.”

She just shook her head, and started helping Shawn tie the bonnet.

“Shawn, please be careful.”

“And don’t die.”

“Gus!”

“What? I don’t want my best friend to die!”

Shawn just began to ignore them at this point, and started talking to himself. “Okay. Okay. You got this you got this you got this.”

As the fifth canon went off, he shot out of the tent, grabbing the bayonet from the table nearby and running to his spot. Shawn hefted the gun up to his shoulder, and aimed at the new actor standing in as Captain Quantrill.

“It’s just a reenactment. It’s not real. You’re not actually shooting that guy.” he muttered to, hyping himself up as he pulled the trigger.

Pow!

The captain dramatically fell, and rolled down the side of the hill like in the rehearsal.

Shawn quickly looked to the tree, checking to see if the shooter had come back. There was no one. That was odd. He looked at the trunk where Gus and Juliet were standing. They seemed just as confused as he was.

He hitched the skirts and jogged back over to them. “Did you see anything?”

Gus shook his head no. “Nothing.”

Juliet cocked her gun. “I’m gonna double check the nurse’s tent. You two stay put.”

As she ran off, Shawn said, “That’s weird. Nobody came.”

“Well, at least you’re out of danger now.”

They both turn to walk back to the med tent, but Gus kicks something. He freezes, as does Shawn. He kicks it again, hearing a metallic clang. They share a look with each other and begin brushing off grass to reveal a manhole cover.

Shawn tilted his head. “Well I wonder where this leads.”

They grabbed the handle, straining themselves while moving it oh so slowly. When they got it off, Gus noticed something crucial that would hinder them. “Isn’t that gonna get in the way?” Gus pointed at Shawn’s dress, which was much wider than the manhole itself.

“Yeah, you’re right.” Shawn put his hand to his chin in a thinking gesture.

“Then take it off.”

“Dude, I am not taking this off, it took too long to put on!”

“Well figure something out!”

Shawn thought for a minute, then had an idea. He dug through the little pockets of the dress and grabbed his Swiss knife, and started cutting little holes in the fabric and ripping the metal hoops out.

The end result was a — somewhat — regular dress, though it was a bit longer than before. “Alright, let’s go!”

——————

Behind one of the grey tents, another manhole cover was lifted up from underneath. Shawn peaked out, taking in his surroundings before hefting himself completely out.

“Watch your head.” The plumage of Gus’ feather hat pokes out. Shawn grimaced when he noticed a bit of… something on it. “Aw, did you get sewage on your feather?”

Gus doesn’t respond, simply climbing up and out of the hole. They both shuffle over to the tent, peering around it.

“We’ve crossed to the other side of the creek bed!” Gus pointed out.

“The police accounted for all the Union soldiers, but nobody’s considered that the murderer could have come from this side. After all, this was the bad side, right?”

“You know that’s right.”

Shawn looks over to the tent flap, and swiftly snuck inside of it with Gus close behind. Immediately, Shawn found something.

“Now, I ask you: who goes out on the battlefield without their boots?”

Gus shrugged. “Maybe someone has bunions.”

Shawn gave him a disbelieving look. “Bunions, Gus? Really? That's what you're bringing to the table? I'm trying to solve a murder here.” His bonnet and helmet were really starting to squeeze his head, and it was giving him a migraine. Shawn untied the bonnet and helmet, setting them down on the little table as well as the boots. It wasn’t like he would need them anymore. Besides, they were ruining his hair. He began rummaging underneath the table.

“I deal with bunions every day at work, Shawn. They hurt. They hurt people. That's a perfectly logical assumption.”

“Oh yeah? What about this?” With a little flourish, Shawn grabbed a uniform and presented it to Gus. “No tunic!”

Gus snatched the uniform from Shawn and inspected it. He held it up to himself as he said, “This is Mahoney’s!”

Shawn looked closer at the uniform, and a lightbulb went off in his head. He dug through the dress pockets once more, fishing out the brass button from earlier and held it up to the coat, where there were two small holes placed exactly where a button would go.

“The brass button.” Shawn muttered.

“Mahoney did it.” Gus whispered.

They both started jumping up and down, stimming from excitement.

“That’s why he had that sticky musket! He must have got sap on it from that notch in the tree!”

“Woah woah this doesn’t track. Why kill Sally? She’s hot. They’re friends. She even wrote his insurance policy-“

Shawn’s interrupted by a loud BANG. They both flinch a bit at the sudden explosion.

“That was C-4!” Gus pointed out.

“That didn’t come from the battlefield, it came from the south.”

Shawn and Gus instantly come to the same conclusion at the same time. They looked at each other in the eyes, confirming it.

“I solved the crime!”

“No, I did!”

“I said it first.”

“I identified the uniform.”

“I found the button near the tree,” Shawn quickly reached out and tapped Gus’ shoulder twice. “Tap tap no take backs.”

“That's not fair, Shawn. I was identifying the C-4 sound.”

“Dude, you snooze you lose, Gus. I don't have to tell you.”

Gus, frustrated, starting shoving his plumed hat up and down on his head.

Shawn pointed back outside the tent. “That manhole we found connects to the sewer. It's going to lead us right to our killer. Let's go.”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! We're going in by ourselves?”

“What, are you crazy?”

Shawn and Gus quickly rushed out of the tent and- well, I’m sure you know how the rest goes.

They find Mahoney stealing his own artifacts and confront him — with some help from the reenactment soldiers— and take him to the station where Shawn figured out that it was not only Mahoney but Sally as well. The two had been attempting insurance fraud. But Mahoney didn’t want to share, so he tried to kill Sally. Poe rolls past his mark, sees Mahoney in the act, and is murdered. Case closed.

——————

It was late in the evening, and the sun was starting to set. Shawn was running to the many tents that had yet to be put away. He had forgotten his Gameboy there, and had to convince Gus to drive him back in the Blueberry to go grab it. He just hoped no one had nabbed it while he was gone.

Shawn still hadn’t taken off the dress. Really, it had just slipped his mind. But he had noticed he was still wearing it at least an hour ago, and realized he didn’t actually want to take it off. It felt… nice, wearing it. Except for the bullet proof vest. That he could do without. He changed out of the vest and voila: comfy-ish dress.

He was exiting one of the tents, Gameboy in hand, when he noticed Lassiter. The detective was still in costume, meandering around the battlefield.

“Lassie!” Shawn started jogging over to the man.

He watched as Lassiter’s shoulders slumped, and turn around to face him. “What are you doing here, Spencer?” His voice didn’t have its usual bite to it, just sounded a bit… tired.

“Oh, I needed to grab my Gameboy — which I found-” he waved it around for emphasis. “-in one of the tents. But this looks more fun!” That was a lie. Walking around aimlessly sounded boring to Shawn. But he wanted to spend some time with Lassiter, boring be damned.

He just gave Shawn a resigned sigh. “I don’t suppose I could stop you, anyway.”

Shawn gave him a big grin, and began walking alongside him.

“Spencer, why in the world are you still wearing that dress?”

“Why are you still wearing your uniform?”

Lassiter huffed. “I’m not going to dignify that with a response.”

Shawn just shrugged. “Alright then.”

“It’s just- isn’t that… uncomfortable? There’s no way that fits you.”

He smiled to himself. “Nah, it’s not really too bad. I took off the bullet proof vest, so it’s not too tight. Brings back memories, actually.”

Now Lassiter was confused. “Memories? What, did you try wearing dresses or something in high school?”

Shawn could’ve taken offense to that. But he decided not to, opting to shake his head no. “Just reminds me of a time when I had to wear a binder to even look half this good.”

Not knowing what else to say, Lassiter let out a small “Oh,” and didn’t add anything else.

“‘Course, the binder was a different kind of…” Shawn gestured to his chest as he said this. “…tight. But it’s the same idea.”

They fell into silence, taking in their surroundings. The sky was pinkish, blending beautifully into purple and blue. The clouds were colored a soft coral pink and cream orange. The air was slowly filled with a soft euphony of various sounds. Crickets chirping, frogs croaking, the whistle of a gentle breeze rustling the long grasses.

Shawn breaks the quiet. “You know, I did a little bit of reading earlier-”

Lassiter scoffed at that. “You? Reading? Please.”

“As strange as that sounds, yes. I did. It was awful, zero stars, do not recommend. There were all these big words- and don’t even get me started on the lack of pictures-”

“Get to the point, Spencer.”

“Right. Yeah. So, I was reading about your great-great-grandfather, Colonel Muskrat-”

“It’s Colonel Muscum T. Lassiter.”

“-I’ve heard it both ways.” He was getting sidetracked. “That guy, who you’re dressed up as, I got curious-”

“Mhm.”

“-and I noticed there was a page in there about him and the… uhh, the nurse, the one I’m dressed up as-”

“Sally Reynolds.”

Shawn raised his eyebrows. “No kidding? That’s her name? That is a huge coincidence.”

“Yes, it is. Now what about her?”

“Right right right. There was a page in there about those two.”

Lassiter didn’t know where this was going. “…Go on.”

“And uhm, apparently, after the war they got together. And eventually married.”

They stopped walking, and Lassiter turned to stare at Shawn. “If you’re insinuating what I think you are, it’s gonna be a hard no. Not in a million years.” He quickly returned to his stride, leaving Shawn standing there.

Wow. Oh, wow. That- that actually kind of hurt. Shawn shook his head, and quickly jogged to catch up with Lassiter.

“Why-”

“Spencer,” Lassiter stopped walking again, halting Shawn’s little run. “Don’t take this the wrong way- actually, take this any way you want: I would rather reenact the civil war stark naked than go on a date with you.”

Woah. Okay, that hurt him even more. But Shawn hid this expertly under a nonchalant grin. “Now that I would pay to see.”

Lassiter gave a mocking smile. “Haha. It’s still no.”

Surprisingly, Shawn didn’t keep pressuring him. He just raised his hands in defense. “Alright.”

“Alright.”

“Cool.”

“Yeah.”

“Not going to think about it-?”

“Spencer.”

“Even a little bit-?”

“If you don’t leave right now, I’m going to shoot you.”

He put his hands behind his back, walking backwards. “Okay, Lassie. Let me know when you change your mind.”

“You mean if I change my mind.”

“Sure, sure. Yeah. Whatever you say.” Shawn turned, hitching up his skirts, and ran off to where he knew the blueberry was waiting for him.

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aspenmissing · 11 months

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𝚁𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊 (𝙿𝚝 𝟷)

"We'll be arriving at the Balmera soon. Liberating these Balmerans from Zarkon's grasp will not me easy" Allura said as the spaceship is slowly makings its way to the planet.

"So, what's the plan? We go in there and just...pow, pow, pow! And free the prisoners?" Lance said while making gun gestures with his hands and pretends to shoot.

"What was that noise?" Keith said giving lance an unamused look

"Laser guns"

"No, lance I think you mean POW! POW!" hunk says and lifts his arms up showing his cannon

Both lance and Keith were giving hunk an unamused look, while Y/N and Soul were trying to contain their giggles.

"That sounds like fireworks" lance stated.

"Technically, they're more like... ba-choo, ba-choo, ba-choo!" Pidge said while holding her fingers in a gun gesture.

"Okay, enough with the bad sound effects. Besides, it's more like... blam, blam, blam!" Shiro said while on one knee. Y/N bursted out laughing.

"What?"

"You're crazy"

"No way"

"Wrong"

"Hey shiro, you sure your the oldest out of us" Y/N giggled while standing between Hunk and Allura.

"Paladins , focus" Allura said

"Besides, we can't just shoot at the Galra. This Balmera, it's, like, alive. And from what we've seen, it doesn't look very good." Hunk said with a sad expression

"Yes, it's an atrocity what the Galra have been doing to this grand beast. Stealing its crystals, its very life force, without ever performing the energy rejuvenation ceremonies to heal it." Coran said

"After seeing Shay's people enslaved, it made me realize how bad Zarkon really is. And we're the only ones who can stop him. " Hunk said.

"Okay, so we can't go into the tunnels guns blazing. Plan B. We figure out how to draw the Galra up to the surface and battle them out there." Shiro said.

"Wait, I know. If we attack all of this big mining stuff on the surface, the Galra troops will have to come out to defend it. Then we beat them up, head down to the tunnels, Voltron saves the day."

"But how will we know how many are left in the tunnels?" Keith said with his arms crossed.

"We can track the Galra and the Balmerans using Biothermal Life Indicator Point Technology." Allura said and showed us a hologram of the Technology.

"Oh, BLIP tech!" Pidge shouted while getting a closer look at the hologram. Allura gave her a confused look. "Its an acronym"

Allura continued, "One of you will need to fly around the Balmera and drop sensors into the shafts on each side. Then we'll be able to see where the Galra and the Balmerans are. There are already sensors built into your suits."

"I can do it. I just modified the Green Lion with the invisible maze's cloaking ability. I should be able to fly around unnoticed" Pidge said

"That's their main power generator. If you take that down, it will severely weaken their defences" Coran said and showed us a picture of the generator

"We'll stay in cloud cover and give tactical support. With the Castle's defences weakened from Sendeak's crystal, we won't be of much help to you." Allura said.

"I'll take out the power generator. Keith, Lance, Y/N and Hunk , you take out these big mining rigs around the area" Shiro planned.

"Yeah! Okay, let's do this! Let's go kick some alien butt!" Hunk shouted.

They all went to their lions as the ship made its way down to the Balmera. Y/N left Soul with Coran and Allura, knowing she'll be safer there.

"You think the Balmerans will have a parade for us after we've freed everybody?" Lance said over the comm.

"It's not about the glory, Lance. It's about freeing prisoners from Zarkon." Keith said.

"No, I know. I know. But still. When they -" Lance said but was cut off.

The lions shoot out of their hangers and they all flew down, out of the clouds. Galra stones started to shoot lasers at them, they dodged all of them.

"This is it. Get your heads in the game. Remember, the Balmera is a living creature. Make sure you pinpoint only the Galra installations and not its surface." Shiro said.

"Initiating cloak." Pidge says. The Green Lion seperates from the group and turns invisible. Lance, Y/N and Hunk destroy Galra weapons.

"How do I take this thing down?" Shiro asks as he flys towards the power generator. The Black Lion then displays a move on the screen of the cockpit "What's that? Jaw Blade? Okay! Let's do this!" Shiro pushes the Lion forwards and he uses the Black Lion's jaw blade to destroy the power generator. Pidge finishes dropping BLIP drones.

"All sensors delievered" A holographic map of the Balmera and all living lifeforms on it appears in the Castle of Lions. The power generator still has an active and massve laser cannon attacking the Red Lion. After dodging, the Red Lion fires its hear ray to melt through the cannon's tower.

"Whoa! Did you guys just see that? I got fire powers!"

"Hey! I want that!" The cannon tower begins to fall towards the Balmera's surface.

"Oh, no!" Y/N shouts.

"Hey, we can't let this thing hurt the Balmera!" Hunk struggles to hold the tower upright with the Yellow Lion.

"I think my Lion knows what to do!" Lance uses the Blue Lion's freeze ray to freeze the tower in place.

"Ha-Aw, snap! These rays are super cool, just like me!"

"Great job, team!" Shiro says. The Paladins wait for troops from the Galra Empire to appear. Nothing happens.

"Where are all the troops? They're not coming to the surface" Y/N says. Hunk sends Y/N a video transmisson.

"Yeah, I remember seeing a lot of Galra guys down in the mines" Allura is looking at a map of the Balmera. Soul points her tail to the screen and looks to Allura, who radios to the Paladins.

"We've located a hanger full of Galra fighters just below the surface. Someone has to take those out before they can launch.

"They're luring us down, but we have no choice. Keith, Y/N and Lance, you guys hit the hanger. Hunk, head to the prison to rescue Shay and the other Balmerans. Pidge and I will track down the Galra soldiers.

"Yes, sir!

"Ten-four"

"All righty"

"On it!"

"Let's do this!" The Lions fly off.

The Paladins drop their Lions at the bottom of mine shafts and navigate the tunnels with their speeders. Keith, Lance and Y/N scope out the Galra hangar.

"The entire hangar's only being guarded by a few Sentries" Y/N says. Keith redies his Bayard and prepares to attack.

"Let's go!" Lance and Y/N grabs Keith and pulls him back.

"Whoa, w-w-whoa, whoa! Cool your jets, Keith! Don't you remember all that stuff about this Balmera thing being a sensitive animal?" Lance says.

"Oh. Right"

"Yeah, so we can't just blow things up like a psycho" Y/N says.

"Oh. You two got a better idea?"

"I do. We sneak into the control room to shut down the bay doors. That'll trap the ships in" Lance says. Y/N and Keith look to Lance in shock.

"That-!...Actually...is a better idea" Keith, Lance and Y/N start sneaking towards the hangar's control room. The Castleship is tracking eveyone's movements. Keith, Y/N and Lance are breaking into the contol toom of the hanger from above. A Sentry stands at the controls.

"No, no. It's over here"

"I know what I'm doing" Keith uses his Bayard Katar to slice a hole in the ceiling above the Sentry. Y/N kicks the hole open, crushing the Sentry underneath its weight. The three enter the control room.

"You to keep an eye out for those guards. I'll see if I can find a way to shut the hangar doors" Keith and Y/N nods and they stand watch. Lance inspects the computer console "Uh...Hmm. Nope. Maybe. Uh...uh...Mm..." Lance presses buttont to no avail "Ah, I don't know what I'm doing here. It's all Galra gibberish"

"Let me try" Y/N inspects the console and presses more buttons but yet again to no avail "Nope"

"Let me see" Keith inspects the console and then puts his hand on the hand print, activating the bay doors and closing them.

"Whoa! How'd you do that?" Lance asks.

"I just put my hand on the hand print"

"Oh...well that seemed easy" Y/N says. Soul makes a noise and alerts Allura of the strange movement by the Galra on the Castleship's map.

"Paladins, are you there?" Allura asks "The Galra troops are moving down he tunnels. It looks like they're going down towards the center"

"They must be headed to the core of the Balmera. That's where they're holding Shay" Hunk rushes off to the Balmera's core. Shiro is still in his speeder.

"They're drawing us into an ambush, but we don't have a choice if we want to save Shay. We have to follow. Lance, Y/N, Keith, get to the core. I think we're going to need everyone together this firefight. Lance, Keith and Y/N are still in the control room. The bay doors finish shutting.

"Copy that. We're on our way" Y/N says. She damages the computer console; Lance damages the lock to the door so no one can access it and then they leave.

"Hey, team, be careful. The Balmera is very unstable" Pidge says through the communication channel. Later Lance, Y/N and Keith immediately run into a squadron of Galra Sentries that bombard them with laser fire. They take cover on opposite sides of the entrance.

"Their shooting is destroying the Balmera. We gotta do something" The Balmera is crying in pain.

"Well, we can't shoot back! It'll just make it worse" Y/N says. Lance looks around and devises a plan, trying to direct Keith and Y/N with motions instead of words.

"Huh?" Keith asks. Y/N and Keith do not understand at all, but Y/N looks around and figures out what Lance intends. She whispers to Keith and he nods. The two then climb a ladder to sneak above the Sentries. Lance then jumps out in front of them and waves his arms.

"Na-na. Na-na boo-boo!" Lance defends himself with his shield as the Sentries fire at him. Keith and Y/N jumps down from above and gets their bayards out; attacking the Sentries, destroying them. Lance gives Keith and Y/N a thumbs-up.

Hunk runs to the core of the Balmera and finds no one there but shay, muzzled and hanging from the ceiling.

"Shay! You're alive!" Hunk shoots Shay free and catches her as she falls. Shiro and Pidge then arrive from different entrances.

"Where are the Galra? If this is an ambush, they should be here waiting for us" Shiro says. Keith, Lance and Y/N arrive; the doors to the core suddenly all shut.

"Not an ambush. More like a trap"

"Whatever it is, keep your guard up" Y/N says.

"The Galra, they gained knowledge that you would return to the Balmera" Shay says.

"How?" Pidge asks.

"I know not. But they set this trap just for you. I was the bait"

"Who could have possible known that we were heading here to save Shay"

"Rolo! Those liars must have told Zarkon"

"We have to figure out how to get out of here" Y/N says.

"Wait! We have a giant Castleship hovering in the sky" Lance says "Allura, can you please come get us?"

"How do you expect her to do that, genius?" Keith says, sarcastically.

"I don't know, maybe they got teleporters or something" Allura, Coran and Soul are on the Castleship under attack.

"We're quite occupied at the moment. We're completely surrounded by Galra ships and we're taking heavy fire!"

"Princess, out particle barrier won't last much longer!" Coran says. Soul jumps onto his console to look at the ships outside.

"Paladins, you need to get out of there as soon as you can!" In the core of the Balmera, Lance looks dejected.

"This is it! We're going to die in here. I can say bye-bye to that parade" No one looks impressed

"Not now Lance" Y/N says.

"Get it together, guys. Allura, we'll get there as soon as we can"

"Perhaps my people can help us get out" Shay says as she places her hand on the Balmera's core "This is how we communicate. The Balmera senses out vibrations and sends a message to those in the tunnels.

"Are you sure someone will be able to hear your...hand from all the way down here?" Keith asks.

"The Balmera will deliver the message" Shay focuses and the are around her hand glows.

At the Balmera, A fleed of Galra fighter jets spit off from the ones attacking the Castle of Lions. Soul alerts Coran.

"They're heading down into the tunnels! They're going to steal the Lions!" He says.

"Paladins, the Lions are in danger! You must get back to them immediately!"

"Princess, something's locked onto us" A Galra warship suddenly appears and Soul cowers down under Coran's console.

"Paladins, do you copy? There's a battle cruiser locked onto us. If it fires with its ion cannon, I don't know if we can survive"

"We're trying, Allura. Shay's pressing her hand against the wall, whuch apparently sends vibrations to the other rock people, who vibrate back or something? Hand talking? I guess the answer to your question is, 'yes, we copy"

"Shay, are you sure the Balmera is sending your message?" Shiro asks. Shay focuses harder. Her family stands outside a doorway to the core and uses their hands to intruct the Balmera into crushing the doorway open. Rax and his family enter the core of the Balmera"

"Rax!" Shay says.

"We must make haste. We know a shortcut through the tunnels"

"Allura, stand by. We're on our way up" Y/N says.

Two fighter jets are using tracer beams to raise the Black Lion. Allura speaks over the communication channel.

"Paladins, hurry! They're taking off with the Lions!" Shiro launches his speeder towards the Black Lion, slipping through a hole in its force field to take control and free the Lion from the Galra.

"Guys, did everyone make it to the Lions in time?" Shiro asks.

"Come on, Shiro. Who you think you're dealing with, a bunch of amateurs-" Lance is not paying attention, causing the Blue Lion to run into a mining structure.

"Do you really want him to answer that?" Y/N asks.

"No"

"Let's go" The Palading fly their Lions at the large fleet of Galra fighter jets and engage in battle.

"Hunk, watch out!" Pidge shields the Yellow Lion from laser fire with the Green Lion's back shield.

"Got you covered!" Shiro uses the Black Lion's jaw blade to destroy the fighter jets.

"Phew! Thanks, guys!" Up above, the Galra warship prepares to fire.

"It's charging its ion cannon!" Coran shouts.

"Divert all shields to the bow" The Castiel of Lions focuses its particle barrier to take the brunt of the assult and struggles to survive the blast from the ion cannon "Paladins, I need you immediately! Five more ticks and we're finished!"

"Okay, team, let's form Voltron!"

"Yeah!" They all shout. The Paladins form Voltron and slam into the Galra warship, diverting its cannon from the Castle of Lions..

"Right now is out chance, Princess!"

"Full power on the blasters! Locked onto target. Fire!" The Castle of Lions blasts the Galra warship through, causing it to explode and destroy all surrounding fighter jets. Soul jumps back up onto Coran's console and dances around.

"Yeah!"

"Woohoo!"

"Yeah!"

"Nice shot, Princess!"

"Yeah! The parade's back on"

"Shut up, Lance"

Voltron lands on the Balmera. The Castle of Lions descends towards the surface.

"Mission accomplished" Keith says.

"And just in the tick of time. The Castle's defense are battered and will need a fully recharge" The Castle alarms start blaring.

"There's an unknown object incoming! It's about to crash into the Balmera!" A transport ship crashes into the Balmera.

"What the heck is that?"

"...Trouble"

#Voltron #Reader Insert #Voltron Fandom #Voltron Fanfiction #Fanfiction #Keith x Reader #Keith Kogane x Reader #Voltron Legendary Defender

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hexi-aoibhinn · 4 months

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Group sketch of the villlains so far. From left to Right:

Mademoiselle La Maupin: 17th century French Opera singer and fencing aficionado. Has escaped the underworld and has made a deal with the label to be able to get her true love out of the underworld for the price of Hertz’s head. Currently preforming under the pseudonym “Theo Serranes” in a venue known as the Raveyard, where Hertz is going to be opening act. Very Bifurious

Billi Pow: confident yet easily angered, he is a Drummer notable for two things. One: He can do a Breakcore drum solo irl, Two: Explosions. When not making music he is making his own cannons, some of which get used as percussive instruments in his songs. He is currently playing within a prestigious Desert themed Ice Skating place around new years.

Vincent Oh: World Famous DJ and Hertz’s personal idol, Vincent is a charismatic yet mysterious presence. Is seemingly lacking fragments of the self despite being alive. Technically not part of the same label though

Corral and Yukka Ní Dannan: Descendents of the pagan gods of Ireland, they’re the two remaining members of the Fae Sisters, a cutesy family band they set up to get by (as it’s not easy being Celtic deities in modern Ireland) . Originally a trio, a falling out over the third one (Quinn, formerly Olive)’s transition and the preservation of the brand name lead to them becoming a duo. They’ve never done too well and with their producer gone, it’s gotten worse, with them often resorting to kidnapping to fill seats. This lack of success is also why they’re a part of this label. Ironically Catholics

Gretel Guinty: Engineering student in the same university as Hertz who has connections to the label, originally through a virtual pop star model she made as a teenager (with maybe some parental connections in there, but I haven’t worked that out yet). An unrequited crush on Hertz has brought her to accept a new project with them using her new puppet controlled robot designs. These soon evolve into an attempt to create a robot clone of Hertz despite the deal originally being to just make a body for the virtual idol to fight Hertz with.

If y’all have any questions let me know, it helps a lot.

#original character #oc #art #digital art #character design #queer characters #clip studio paint #originalcharacter #artist #sketch #lineup #Hertz #G.Hertz

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tammyfeabakker · 10 months

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Dear Diary,

Got new tires... called my supposedly soulmate... to put them on. Nothing.. thats ok walmart is cheaper and the inspection station is right there. Time to bite the bullet! My blow out... wasn't really a blow out. The tread peeled off... slapped my tail light and cracked it. Wtf right. Hopefully it passes. Now! Its been very quiet. Once was like living next to a wawa packing lot. People going to the shop.. pow wows. I havnt seen his nephew since I heard yelling.. the ex was at the shop when he stopped in. He use to be there like 3 days a week maybe. This all seemed to start.. when my supposedly soulmate and his ex started secret rendezvous. Since that started up. She's been down there everyday for hours. And he has stopped at her house. And things travel real fast around these parts. He lost his family and customers because of her. He is probably telling everyone they're friends with benefits 🤑. To me its a fucking betrayal. B E T R A Y A L! He would be lying. Because thats not what I see. I see betrayal going on. I went down there for tires. She ran down after I left.. she was there 3 hours. Before they started screwing around. No more then a half. She waits until his assistant leaves jumps in car runs down there. She was there when he was there. Then started doing it after he left. I was there Thursday.. Friday evening she ran down there. I heard some yelling. Her pulling her car here then over there. Backed in got out. Went back in the shop. 5 mins later she left. Struck me hassle at the castle. He stopped at her house on his way out. Idk what or even she came out. This morning notice the dog hasn't been taking out. Sign they aren't talking.. he suppose to be fishing on the weekend. They rendezvous at the boat. I'm assuming so his family don't see her car out front. She leaves Saturday night comes home Sunday. Started since his boat went in. He is down at the shop.. I basically know why the universe hasn't set me up with him. The more I get to know him the more info I'm getting on him. The more I don't think.. jus put it this way... he is definitely pussy whipped by her. I'm not stuck up. But if I was a guy. I wouldn't fuck her with Joe Biden dick. Why I'm being treated like the red headed step child is beyond me. I'm a customer. Shes not only unattractive but she's a grandiose narcissist. And its all about her. And jus the look on her face when things aren't going her way. I'm starting to think. Shes telling him not to service my car anymore. And he can't tell me that because I will fucking loose it on her and him. He knows it. Him for being stupid and going back with her and her because she is in my business. That will be the straw that broke the camels back it makes sense. Or she's really mentally disturb. I'm thankful I learned all this because I'm totally turned off. I'm jus addicted to the soap opera going on here. Tune into the next episode of Loose Cannon Range lane.

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melainabraqwin · 2 years

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i feel like Jerome Valeska and/or Joker would love “Bang! Pow! Boom!” by Insane Clown Posse, like i have a small head cannon thats what song they listen to while coming up with new scheme

#jerome valeska #jerome velaska #gotham jerome #gotham #gotham fandom #gotham fox #joker #the joker #headcanon #dc #joker headcanons

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danganronpasurvivoraskblog · 2 years

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Into the Ocean: Part 2.

*RATATATATATATATATATATATATATAT!*

I don’t know about you...!

*Komaru ducks her head to avoid being riddled by the machine cannon bullets.

But after these last couple days, I’m starting to get really sick of the sound of gunfire!

You and me both sister!

*WHAM!* *SLAM!*

OW!

*RATATATATATATATATATAT!*

EGH!

*Komaru and Makoto start running laps around Emilia’s turret. Emilia focuses her fire on Komaru, giving Makoto an opportunity to rush up behind and attack. However, he punches and kicks the turret, not even leaving a dent in it. Emilia whirls round quickly and opens fire on him, causing Komaru to jump in and dive at her brother, knocking them both out of the line of fire.

What the hell was that supposed to be!?

Look, I thought I was strong enough so that I could at least leave a dent in it!

Well, you didn’t!

Yeah, no duh! Your hacking gun didn’t work, so I had to try something!

It doesn’t make sense! The hacking gun has worked on everything else Fang Inc. have made!

Hm...

Maybe your weapon isn’t the problem?

What do you mean?

*RATATATATATATATATATATATATATATAT!*

!!!?

*Before Makoto can explain, Emilia opens fire on them again, tearing apart their cover and forcing them to move.

You’ve ruined my plans Future Foundation, but only temporarily! All I need to do is kill you, and then all will be well!

You were saying?

*RATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATAT!*

Emilia’s turret must be being protected by an electromagnetic shield of some sort. The bullets won’t be able to bypass it unless we take it out.

And how do we do that?

These might work.

*He takes some orbs out of his pocket and hands some to Komaru.

These came with the equipment Freedom Foundation gave us. They’re small EMP’s, but we’re gonna have to hit the turret’s main power supply if they’re to work.

And where would that be?

More than likely...the back.

Great. So we have to get behind her?

Shouldn’t be too difficult.

If you say so. In that case, cover for me!

Wha-!? Fine!

*RATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATAT!*

*The Naegi siblings avoid the line of fire as they jump out of hiding. Emilia focuses her attention on Makoto, as he runs in very close.

You really think killing us is gonna solve your problems!?

Maybe it won’t solve them, but in the very least, it’ll be one less thing to worry about!

I don’t get it Feng! If you wanted to rule the country, why did you have to go this far? Couldn’t you have just run for office!?

...Is that some kind of joke?

I’m saying that this empire you’re trying to build is worthless! And if you don’t stop, you’re going to hurt innocent people!

BALLS to the people! People are designed to be scum!

*RATATATATATATATATATATATATATATAT!*

GAH!

*A few of the bullets brush Makoto’s arm. He starts bleeding.

Why do you think it is I got into technology!? Why do you think it is that I created the Kerokuma’s and the Kerokuma Initiative to reign the streets! The human element of law enforcement, and the world at large, is pathetic! Machines do as their told right from the start, and don’t need to be told twice! I can put my faith in metal more than I can flesh!

Look, I get it! Knowing what I know about you, I understand you find it hard to put your trust in people!

Even so, is it so much to ask you at least treat them with decency!?

You shut your impudent mouth! I will stand by my words forever!

*RATATATATATAT!*

Ngh...!

If I have to work people into the ground, and murder humans to save this world, then so be it! I’ll silence all charlatans that stand in my way!

Good luck with that!

Huh?

HYAGH!

*CHIP!* *PWOOOM!*

Wh-What!? What is this!?

*Komaru lobs the EMP, which hits the back of the turret. The machine enters a collapsed state.

Hit it sis!

*POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!*

AAGH GAAAAGGH!

*The turret starts to short circuit; Komaru hitting it with almost every bullet in her repertoire in quick succession.

Maybe you’re right about one thing. When I was younger, I saw humanity at it’s absolute worst! I saw evil and maliciousness in both children and adults alike!

I don’t know if humans will ever be completely good creatures, or if we’ll ever change from our indecisive ways...But you know what? That’s the beauty of us!

*SLAM!*

EGHCK!

When you force your ideals upon others and take away their freedom, you rob them of their ability to make their own decisions!

*Makoto rushes in and shoulder tackles the turret, knocking it a different way, and causing Emilia inside to smack her head. He then starts throwing punches and kicks every which way.

Most machines are only capable of doing what they’re programmed to do, unless they have a strong AI that lets them think like a HUMAN!

*WHAM!*

Humans arrive at their own conclusions! Human’s follow their hearts! YOU CAN’T TAKE THAT AWAY FROM SOCIETY!

*POW!* *POW!* *POW!* *POW!*

You...dare...LECTURE ME!?

Komaru! Get back! She’s repowered the turret!

Rgh!

*Komaru and Makoto jump back just in time, as the turret rightens itself.

*RATATATATATATATATATATATATATAT!*

Sorry Feng! The empire you dreamed of is about to come to an end!

Honestly...the two of you are prime examples of the humans I hate...you damn Nipponese...! I’ll rid the world of you and your kind once and for all!

Huh!?

Did you really think bullets were all I had!?

KOMARU! WATCH OUT!

HUH!?

*More compartments start to open on Emilia’s turret, and the weapon suddenly fires missiles at Komaru! She runs, but they follow her!

Crap...They’re heat-seeking!

*SMACK!*

AAH!

NO!

*Komaru runs as fast as she can, but the missiles catch up to her easily! She then suddenly trips in a hole made from Emilia’s bulletfire, and the missiles very nearly blow her to smithereens...However...

HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!

AAAGH!?

*BBBOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMM!!*

*Toko dives in and tackles Komaru out of the way, right before the missiles can hit her.

Watch it, will you!?

T-Toko!? How did you...?

*RATATATATATATATATATATATATATAT!*

Ngh...!

*Toko grabs Komaru and they rush to hide out of the way of the bullets.

I thought I told you to stay up top with Akeru!?

Don’t worry. The others are all up there to look after her. To me, it looks like you’re the one who could really use my help.

You’re useless without me.

Don’t make me kiss you!

Stop flirting you two! We’re still being shot at!

???: Don’t you worry about that buddy!

Huh?

*SHUNK!*

AUGH! What the hell!?

*The rear end of the turret is suddenly impaled with the Fang Inc. arial spear. Emilia frantically whirls around to see where it came from.

‘Sup, biatch?

Ugh...Maya Canzanilla! Of course YOU would be here too!

I started this fight against you! It only makes sense I’d be here to end it!

You and your friends are filthy rats, every last one of you! And you’re all in my way!

*The missile launchers start to power up.

This is the last straw...! You’ve all made me so very angry...! I should tear you apart RIGHT NOW!

Just one more thing...

...Made you look~

What!?

HAAGH!

*CHIP!* *PWOOOM!*

NO! NO NO NO!

Really old lady!? Falling for the same trick twice in a row!?

GET HER!

*Maya recalls her spear, and as she does, the four fighters pounce on her. Makoto and Toko start punching and stabbing the turret, attempting to tear it apart piece by piece. Komaru shoots the weapon from a distance, and Maya jumps on top, and tries to pierce through the cockpit with the spear, hoping to stab Emilia inside. This time, they deal a lot more damage to the turret, knocking parts of it’s plating off and putting holes and dents into the metal.

So this kinds tech is supposed to be the future of security enforcement!? Consider me unimpressed!

Everything about this woman is bullshit! That’s why we’ve gotta destroy her!

Shut your prissy little mouth! Defeating me here wouldn’t change anything for the likes of you! I’ll be surprised if the people even thank you!

HAAGH!

OOF!

This is real life! Not twitter, you whore! Why should I care if people like or agree with me!?

All your efforts! All your sacrifices! All the people you’ve lost, like Filliet and Clark! Caesar and Sivale! It will be for nothing!

...I...

Maya! Snap out of it! She’s trying to get to you!

Even if I do understand your plights Feng, that doesn’t mean I sympathize with you! Having been hurt is no excuse for being a psycho!

One last chance! Surrender before we tear you apart! Believe it or not, we don’t wanna hurt you!

That’s a shame! Because I want to hurt YOU, SO BADLY!

BACK UP!

*It takes a little longer for Emilia to repower the turret, due to Maya stabbing through the cockpit, but she does so successfully, and immediately launches the missiles.

Makoto!

Huh!?

*Maya grabs Makoto’s hand and starts running.

Hold on! I’m gonna try something very stupid!

And you’re dragging ME into it!?

I mean...I could use the luck?

Here goes!

*Maya reels back and makes a motion of throwing the spear, but doesn’t let it go...And the result.

Woah WOAH OWAAAHAAAGH!

WOOOOOAGH!

!!!??

*To the astonishment of everyone, Maya and Makoto suddenly take off, and start flying in the sky! Makoto holds tightly onto Maya’s hand as she slings him about!

Come on! Grab the EMP and toss it to the back!

Ngh...!

*Makoto struggles to reach for the EMP as the missiles close in.

A little help maybe!?

Oh! Right!

HAAAAAAGH!

*Komaru and Toko start throwing scissors and bullets at the rockets, taking out a few of them before they have a chance to close in on the soaring duo.

agh...GOT IT!

THROW IT NOW!

HUUAAGH!

*RATATATATATATATATATATATATATAT!*

!!!??

*Makoto tosses the EMP, and it very nearly hits the turret again...but Emilia activates the machine cannon and shoots it out of the sky.

No!

*FSSHHH!*

MAKOTO! MAYA!

!!?

HUH!

AH-!?

*BOOOOOMM!*

ACACK!

*The last remaining missile closes in, but just before it explodes, Maya shakes Makoto from her grip, causing him to slam to the floor. The missile explodes, sending Maya rocketing into the wall!

MAAYAAAAAGH!

!!?

*Komaru, Toko and Makoto waste not a second in rushing over to the charred Maya, who collapses to the floor shortly after her crash. She is grievously injured, but fortunately, nothing fatal.

*COUGH!* ... *COUGH!*...

Maya! O-Oh my god, are you alright!?

I’ve...I’ve been through worse... *COUGH!*

At least that’s what I WOULD say if that didn’t hurt so fucking much...!

I’m sorry...I probably should’ve said this earlier, but my luck isn’t always the most reliable...

Psh! YEAH! Could’ve been said earlier man!

And now, for your misplaced trust...You’ll pay the price...

You guys gotta move...She’ll...She’ll kill you...!

*Emilia turns the turret towards the group and prepares the guns.

No...I’m not letting you die...Not after all this...

Then you can die together...!

...!

*Everyone prepares to make a sudden move, and Emilia prepares to open fire.

*CHIP!* *PWOOOM!*

What...!? WHAT!? NO! NO!

Huh!?

Wait...how did you guys...?

That...Did we do that?

*The EMP Emilia shot at suddenly flies into the control pit and activates, shutting the turret down yet again. However, none of the four threw it.

*THUD!*

Huh!?

*pant!* *pant!* *pant!*

KURIPA!?

This...is for shooting me in the back!

*KER-SLASH!*

NO! STOP!

*Kuripa, after jumping atop the turret, flips in the air and slices off one of it’s cannons.

THIS is for hurting Boss!

*SWISH!* *SLASH!*

*He then slices off the other cannon.

And THIS...!

IS FOR BLOWING UP MY BESTIIIIIEEE!

*SHING!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!* *SHUNK!*

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHH!

*After these swift motions, Kuripa bounds up and thrusts his sword multiple times through the cockpit! Emilia’s shrill screams can be heard from inside, and blood starts to pour out of the holes he makes.

NGH!

*SLASH!*

*Kuripa then jumps off the turret and then slashes through the stand, causing it to topple over.

KOMARU! HIT IT!

...!

*Komaru powers up a burn bullet, and aims for the exposed mainframe.

IT’S OVER!

*POW!*

*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMM!!*

TCH!

*Kuripa dives out of the way, just in time, as the turret explodes, engulfing the area in flames!

...!

*Everyone cuddles together, to avoid being injured...And the dust begins to settle, marking the dramatic end to the fight...

#danganronpa survivor #danganronpa #danganronpa 1 #dr1 #oc #hyper danganronpa h2o #hdrh2o #danganronpa ultra despair girls #drae #makoto naegi #komaru naegi #toko fukawa #maya canzanilla #kuripa kurafto #into the ocean arc

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curtismith · 1 year

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16X20 framed mixed-media weave on painted canvas Featuring a photo from the assemblage work of @rodneyrednoid POW is a perfect backdrop to this Sexy Russian Spy Nationalist, because not only is she a pop-culture heroine worthy of a place in our superhero/supervillian ethos, but any woman cast to be a sexxed-up femme fatale is also a P.O.W. Prisoner of War; fighting against the toxicity of the make gaze that's created her. We have a long way to go in cleaning up the rampant misogyny that scripts our superhero cannon. Someday, I'll write that book. But for now, I'm heading into the studio to work on another collaborative piece with Rod. #weave #wovanarts #art #artist #artwork #artoftheday #artgallery #artcollections #artforsale #artforsalebyartist #artislife #artspotlight #artworks #emergingart #outsiderart #emergingartist #feminist #galleryart #artpatrons #artcollectors #mixedmedia #motherrussia #powmia #superhero #myths #russianwomen #dcmarvel #spycraft #sexy #assemblage (at Everett, Washington) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cm1tDhQrydu/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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yawnzzznnn · 1 year

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♡︎Navigation♡︎ ♡︎Rules♡︎ ♡︎Requests are Open♡︎

♡︎Reactions♡︎ ♡︎Head cannons♡︎

♡︎One shots♡︎ ♡︎SMAU♡︎

♡︎Leo♡︎ ♡︎TWS♡︎ ♡pow♡

♡︎Taglist: @leoonoa @mxlly143 ♡︎

#x reader #trainee a #trainee #trainee a imagines #trainee a jj #leo #yorch #sangwon #JJ #james #jihoon #woochan #SoundCloud

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taiblogcomics · 2 years

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Citizen’s Arrest

Hey there, uneaten pizza crusts. Not much preamble today, so let's just move right along to another issue of The Movement. Expect slight variations of this joke for the next dozen updates~

Here's the cover:

Not only is this a good cover, it actually made me understand the previous cover better. Like, go back to the previous issue. See the symbol made with the moon? Same as the one sprayed on the wall here, which is also the symbol on the silver mask of Channel M. I couldn't figure out what it was last issue, but this made it more clear. Good job, Mouse, since you're clearly the one who's actually at fault for spraying this here. He's the one holding the can~

So we open with Virtue leading those two shitty cops, Pena and Whitt, to the Movement's base. Whitt, who is the beefy molester asshole, is both complaining and making threats the whole time, while Pena is merely asking reasonable questions, such as what is this place and why are there so many kids. The answers to those is that this is an old forgotten sweatshop from 1898, and the kids are homeless that live here because the police closed all the shelters, respectively. And speaking of kids, that underage girl Whitt was harassing is here, and she rightfully smacks him in the face.

Virtue leads Pena and Whitt to a jail cell and locks them in. Pena is repentant (kinda like his name), while Whitt just continues to be a snarling assmunch, suggesting that being locked up is just like what the sweatshop did. She tells him to shut up, then leaves Tremor in charge, warning that she can make someone's heart explode with just a touch, which is kind of a terrifying powe, then leaves to go check on Mouse. While she leaves, Vengeance Moth, who is wheelchair-bound, also enters the prisoners' room. She offers them some fruit snacks, establishing her character immediately.

Virtue drops in on Mouse, who is clearly distraught. One of his rats, Trouncer, has died. Animals, especially rats, die all the time so it's kind of inevitable. Still, Mouse is pretty distressed, because the rat he loved died. And also because he kind of wants to eat the body. Mouse is a little weird. And while they're dealing with that, we cut over to Captain Meers and his subordinate, Officer Yee. Yee is also the one banging Meers' wife, according to Virtue, though neither knows the other knows. Anyways, the long and short of it is Meers wants to get more firepower and come back to the Movement's territory.

Virtue then calls all the senior members of the Movement together for a war council meeting. Burden is also there, despite having just joined the group last night? He's running the narration captions for this scene, largely talking about how he doesn't understand these people and violence will be their undoing. Speaking of violence, though, they're discussing what should be done with their prisoners. Tremor's in favour of just letting them go and abandoning any stupid plans, but Katharsis is much more vengeful, and only favours letting them go if they bloody them up first.

Katharsis is very much about sending a message, reminding the cops that they work for the people. She, like us, also wonders why Burden is here, and Virtue suggests it's because they need more muscle. Burden protests that he doesn't have superpowers, he's just possessed by the devil. I dunno, that sounds like a superpower to me. And Mouse just isn't paying attention to the meeting, he's too busy eating that rat corpse from earlier. Mouse is weird. Katharsis eventually gets frustrated and storms out to hunt down the Cornea Killer herself.

So while Katharsis goes out, Virtue decides to take the one clue they've learned--the mysterious puddle of water found under the body of each victim--and run with it. They're going to go see "the witch". Sort of a reverse Oz situation, eh? And in twin scenes, while their group heads out, Katharsis also drops in to see someone, James Cannon, who is the local crime boss. The "man behind the man" for all the key aspects of the city, including the cops. Since the cops assigned to the Cornea Killer case keep getting removed from the case, she thinks it's under his orders.

And so a dual fight scene breaks out. Virtue and friends fight against the loyal folks protecting the witch, while Katharsis attacks first Cannon's goons, and then the police who come in to investigate. And while Katharsis' fight goes much more violently (probably because she's alone), both these fights end in revelations. The reason why Katharsis hates the way the police here act? She herself is a cop. And the "witch" the Movement is here to see? It's Rainmaker from Gen13, making her DC Comics debut in the New 52 universe as the issue ends.

Well... Let’s just say that, despite being published in 2013, a lot of the themes in this issue are still ringing true almost 10 years later. And without getting too political, that’s very sad. But on topics that are not that, this gives you a bit of a closer look at all our characters’ personalities from their more brief introductions last issue, which is always very nice. And speaking of character introductions, I remember being pretty thrilled at seeing Rainmaker in this one, because I was quite fond of Gen13 already. You remember Caitlin Fairchild back in The Ravagers, aye? Well, let’s hope we can do better here~

#comics #reviews #The Movement #Taiblog

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terrence-silver · 2 years

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I was a premature baby when I was born, say beloved gave birth to her and Terry’s first baby, and he/she was only 4 pounds and immediately had to be placed in an incubator. Beloved is under a lot of meds and asleep, so Terry goes into the room where his son or daughter is, he reaches through the glass, takes the little baby’s finger and begins to talk to him or her, what would he say?

-"You're going to make it."-

Terry says the first thing that crosses his mind and it feels like a command, rather than a plea, while he held a hand too tiny to describe --- rendered doubly so when compared to his own. Could’ve been an acorn, no more. He didn't beg. Not even now. He ordered, cradling those fingers, pressed into a miniature fist. A fighter already, huh? Good. Perfect. They resembled a piece of glass, for all he knew. Pale. Red. So translucent and thin, he could see the light of the apparatus and the incubator reflected in it, passing through the gentle layer of flesh and skin, the veins colored blue, protruding. He’s never saw something comprised of his own flesh and blood that was quite so tender before. Never imagined it possible. Validly, Terry shouldn't be here in the first place, he knew and he was technically trespassing, staying behind way after visitation hours, but if he was forbidden from being here, he'd scale the hospital walls and break in through the window, like a vagrant. Extreme measure require... -"You're mine and you're going to make it."- He repeats, firmly, with all the conviction in this bullshit world, looking at that tiny head, tiny scalp, tiny nose, tiny forehead, tiny feet, tiny eyes, squinted and swollen shut. The incubator beeps, calculating heart beats defined by a neon line on a screen.

-"I made it too."- Terry adds.

He remembers Vietnam.

Nobody thought he'd make it --- not even his own father.

Nobody thought he'd last a week out in the bush, except he did, and he came back against all odds when tougher men left their bones in the jungle. He was to be cannon fodder for the crossfire, except, now, he was here, a father of a child no bigger than a handful of something fragile and breakable, surrounded with tubes and buttons and a scary, cold sphere, all while his soul was in the other hospital wing, laying in a state of narcosis. Beloved cried until beloved couldn’t cry any longer when the emergency doctor told them the baby would have to be stay incubation and he personally instructed the nurses to up the dosage of sleeping pills. Put beloved to rest. Give beloved respite. Let him handle this. Maybe you’re so little because I’m so big. So I can take care of you. Be devoted to you. He yearns to tell his child, but no, he figures, too sappy. Too sensitive. -"I'm not letting you fail on me. You’re a Silver."- Instead, Terry’s voice is gruff, deep and rumbling in his own throat and words that were spoken to him approximately fifty years ago come unbidden. John Kreese’s own lines. -"Now, all you have to focus on is surviving."- Those were the bits of salvation Johnny imparted to him in the POW cage.

Now, Terry was passing the words on to someone else.

Someone in another cage.

The footsteps of the on stand nurse alert him from behind.

She isn’t unkind. Just perturbed.

-"Mr. Silver? Apologies. You shouldn't be here."- He spots a slight stutter and he knows he’d be evicted off of hospital grounds by security post-haste if he wasn’t a regular donor to the medical staff here, so really, all he is hit by is a courteously placed warning full of nervousness by a medical worker hauling a stack of paperwork afterhours, during a night shift. He realized he shouldn’t be here, yes and he also didn’t particularly care. Giving the nurse a glare of silence he figures screams death that has her immediately back down from escorting him outside, he turns back to the incubator and keeps staring down at it. Even the young of a Cobra can pass through incubation in their own egg, especially in artificial conditions --- and yet. Yet it grows up to be the apex predator.

#terry silver #kk3 #cobra kai #yandere #fluff #angst #dad!terry #terry as a parent #silver!son #silver!daughter #silver family #silver children #terry silver x reader #terry silver x beloved

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manofmullet · 3 years

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Can we take a moment to talk about The Suicide Squad’s Mongal played by Mayling Ng?!

First of all, Mongal is a Superman villain. AN OBSCURE SUPERMAN VILLAIN. In a Suicide Squad movie.

A poweful alien warrior and daughter to one of Superman’s most iconic enemies, who in the comics could overpower Superman himself, fighting alongside Harley Quinn and Captain Boomerang. How bizarre is that? This movie is going to be bonkers.

But all that became secondary to me after I learned who is playing her: Mayling Ng. She’s a martial artist and fitness champion and as you can see from the picture above, tough af.

Here is the crazy thing tough: You may have already seen her...

BECAUSE SHE WAS AN AMAZON WARRIOR

IN THE ORIGINAL WONDER WOMAN MOVIE

THIS ONE FROM ALL THE TRAILERS:

This sequence was vital for the movie and she nailed it!

I’m looking forward to see her again in The Suicede Squad! As of this post there is a new trailer tomorrow and hopefully we finally get a good, high quality, not behind-the-scenes look at her Mongal!

And she’s just getting started! She doesn’t have a wikipedia page yet, her name is often listed last when it comes to this movie, and her character hasn’t been very prominent in publicity material. Her character will most definetly be among the many expected to die like cannon fodder (the initial tease even cuts to her as the director says “Don’t get too attached”)... But you know what? I don’t care! This actress has a future in action and fantasy movies! And I hope this movie gives us at least ONE (1) cool scene with her Mongal!

Just read this amazing quote from her IMDB page:

“I don't want to be a Bond girl, I want to be a Bond villain! Villains have the best fight scenes. It's easier to play the snarling and chilling warrior ripping a man's head off, than simpering submissive damsel in distress - that's not me.”

I hope Mayling Ng gets to play a Bond villain! Hell, there is a Mortal Kombat movie coming out soon, if it gets sequels I PRAY she gets to play a character that rips a lot of heads off!

Please support Mayling Ng!!!

#dceu #Mayling Ng #the suicide squad 2021 #mongal #wonder woman #wonder woman 2017 #the suicide squad #mongul #superman #superman villains #dc comics #dc extended universe

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doomfox · 2 years

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"Help! HELP!!!"

Private Gadget shoved the heels of his boots into the dirt, desperately trying to escape the murderous Metal Unit presently finishing off one of his squadmates. the bearlike Badnik threw the gory remains to the ground with a wet slap, glowing red eyes turning to fix on the cowering Private. The Bear-robot released a horrifying roar of static and noise, and began to approach with the simple intent of tearing the red wolf apart.

"No! NO!" Gadget threw his arms over his head, hoping, wishing, praying, that he would be spared. "SOMEBODY HELP ME!!!"

slam

Gadget quivered in place, fur raised, the red wolf-mobian terrified beyond belief. He should have been dead right now. But he wasn't. One eye creaked open, looking beyond dirty glasses to the shattered and wasted street before him... and the gleaming blue figure presently stood between him and the enraged Metal Unit.

The blue, hedgehog-shaped machine turned to the wolf. "Hey kid! You okay?"

Gadget could only gape in awe as Sonic the Hedgehog spoke to him, the Hero of Mobius right here protecting him from death even now. "Y... yes sir!"

Sonic nodded. "Awesome-sauceome! Now, let's deal with this asshole and get back home." The cyborg's head swivelled back around to face the Metal Unit, the giant Bear-Badnik confused as its simple processor attempted to figure out what was happening.

"Okay Yogi," Sonic said, his arm cannon charging and his chainsaw-arm revving, "I got a picnic for ya! Let's EAT!!!!"

"SCREEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"

Sonic spun as the bear-Badnik charged, a static-laced roar screaming from its mouth. The cyborg swung his chainsaw-arm at the thing, sparks flying as the plasma-laced blades kissed the badnik's carapace.

The Badnik slid to a halt, turning and roaring back at the cyborg who had dared damage it.

Sonic nodded. "Come get some."

The Badnik screeched, claws raised and pistons firing as it charged at its tormentor. Sonic raised his arm cannon and fired, a fusillade of hyper-heated energy bolts slamming into the charging Badnik. The robot squealed and slowed as pieces of it were blasted and melted away, lowly coming to a halt on its knees before the cyborg that had fought it.

"Nice try, buddy!" Sonic said, rounding the kneeling Badnik as he inspected his own charging arm cannon, "but y'know, there's one thing you gotta remember when you come over here and start blowing up my friends." The fully-charged arm cannon set its barrel at the Badnik's neck. "Ain't no bears shit in these woods."

POW

#cyborg sonic #metal sonic #doomfox drabble #gadget the wolf

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ghostatjoes · 2 years

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Head cannons and art for @incorrectsmashbrosquotes AU for arcane

@fangirlingpuggle

feel free to use!!

Powder tends to make her own stuff instead of asking Mel to buy it for her if possible even if it’s things like cups or tools or anything like that because she’s used to doing that and she likes things better when she makes them herself

Powder will often work with probably very dangerous and toxic chemicals without a mask cause it’s no where near as bad as the air in the undercity so she’s fine with it and she figures out how to use chemicals very quickly cause she’s so smart but it leads to her often smelling of chemicals

The first time they try and give powder medicine powder is like “no thanks I don’t do drugs” because in the undercity they’re isn’t a lot of actually safe medicine going around so Vander has given all his kids a talk about not taking drugs unless he explicitly says they’re safe and everyone of his kids took it to heart cause he was very convincing and sense none of them are vander she has trouble believing that it’s safe

Powder wears clothes with diamonds on them cause of Mel and it’s expensive and fancy clothes because Mel is rich but it’s usually messed up and to big for her cause she doesn’t usually care about her appearances to much and she almost blown herself up several times which tends to mess up her clothes however no one can disrespect her because of this because one she’s a member of Mels family and two she’s a very respected scientist so they don’t have a choice

Also she wears goggles inspired by claggor and the big coat/ jacket is inspired by vi

After vi and powder end up on better terms powder has breakfast with her family for the first time in years and powder gives vi coffee in a cute little kitty cat cup she clearly made herself as a kid the metal work is kinda sloppy and the cat face is drawn on with her signature oil crayons and she signed it pow pow on the side and despite the clear lack of quality it’s made with love and signed with the nickname vi gave her and vi almost crys

However while that sweet gesture is happening powder is in the background just drinking her coffee straight from the pitcher

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tammyfeabakker · 11 months

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I worked theee boss lady on Tuesday! Boy did I get quizzed on stuff. My first quiz was...She asked me.. if you run out of wedding cards on the end cap. What do you replace them with? I was like a deer in headlights! She repeated what do you replace them with ? I jus blurted out idk sympathy cards?! I failed that one. She laughed and said no. Wedding cards from the everyday section. We had a good time. She's a pistol. She was coming at me left and right. My head was spinning but I learned alot. My supposedly soulmate update. Well he came walking up with atlantic city electric gal to replace his meter which is on my house. The ex came running outside!! He didn't say anything to her. He said whats going on momma? I said you ok big poppa? He said he is surrounded by chuckle heads. Then they talked. A white jeep passed seen it down there before. Then it came back stopped. Now I thought that was a bit ignorant. They could see or she could see he is talking to the meter gal. He went over now I seen this white jeep before going down there. Jus left me sitting on the porch. The meter gal left. His ex left. I left. Came back out after my chores. Smoke a bowl. Glennypoo drove by his assistant. The ex pulled up. She got out of her car. Glennypoo waved and beeped . The ex ran back to her car got in drove down to the shop. I texted him. What went down. I basically told him she's obsessed I'm still waving to glennypoo anyway I don't care if he has to put up with her running there. I'm over it she can't control me. I will not have that. I got nothing back. Idk if he is mad I just left and didn't say anything. Or I'm not getting his back. Fuck that! The ex is not a legit resident and he is fucking crazy to think she can control me like she obviously controls him. She ran down to my shop. Id be like get out get out get out do not come back here. He obviously still feels like he has to explain to her. His excuse to me he has compassion. No your still naive and gullible. Narcissist use your weaknesses. Compassion i watched a 13 year old girl die of cancer. I have so little left. I'm not having his ex control loose cannon lane. Bullshit. I struck up a conversation with her hoping she would talk to me. But she jus kept looking down at the shop the door was open. And the idiot closed it. Because she can't handle his door is right in the path of me. I told him she still controls him. He said no. Bullshit she does. So I decided the next time she shoots me a dirty look. I'm rolling a joint going over there. Tell her to sit the fuck down we going to pow wow. I'm not having this going on. We bought a 300 000 dollar home she moved in with her brother. So after she came back she must of called him I could here her crying then the I try not to sling mud here calling people names but the weirdo. Sat there and stared at me the whole time. Keep your fucking eyes to her self there ain't anything going on between me and him and if there was its none of your fucking buisness!! Stop copying me you freak. I'm not vindictive calling vic their landlord and telling him this chick has got to go shes disturbing. But what bout the dog the dog is what matters to me. I jus want her to stop looking over here mind your buisness. Yesterday I rolled a joint. She never came home from work. I was ready. Now I have to wait until the right time. She will probably deny the dirty looks. But I'm going to try way. I mean how would you feel? Being blamed for something getting dirty looks being copied stared at like she's trying to use her diabolical mind to do something to me. While I'm trying to fucking relax on my porch.

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