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Dinos vs Soldiers

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A rare glimpse into Rick's childhood being raised by his mother.

A bundle of blankets on the bed wiggled and writhed to life, the small child rolling out of them and landing with a thud on the floor. He wrestled his way from the heap of assaulting sheets and ran to his dresser to put on his day clothes like normal. Tugging a pair of pants and a tee shirt with a dinosaur from the drawer, he tossed them onto the now-bare bed, stripping from his pajamas and putting on the new clothes.

He could already smell the aroma of bacon and eggs wafting from the kitchen. Like a cartoon, the small child followed the smell. His bare feet padded from the bedroom, slow and cautious at first, then running down the hall to find his mother in the kitchen. Their ranch home was easy to navigate, even he couldn’t get lost. “Mama!”

Sharon set the spatula to the side for a moment, then pushed her hair from her ears and leaned over to pick up her young son. Balancing him on her hip, she smiled and kissed his hair, continuing what she was doing at the stove. “Good morning, Little. How did you sleep last night?”

“I dreamed daddy was home.”

A near impossibility, but she wouldn’t address it with him. He was only three, he didn’t need to know that his father hated children and did everything he could to avoid his son. She sighed and smiled to him. “Really? And what did you guys do while he was home?”

“We made chalk drawings!” He wiggled from her arms and slid down her body to the floor. Running to a cabinet in the living room, he tugged out some construction paper and crayons, clutching them close to his chest. He ran back to the kitchen and climbed into a chair, dropping the items onto the table. He clutched the red crayon with such force he almost broke it, drawing a stick figure with a star on his chest. “This one is daddy.” He explained, then started drawing in blue. This figure was triangular and had spots. He poked his tongue out in intense concentration on what he was doing. “This one is you.”

“I see,” She murmured softly, humming to the radio. Dishing out the breakfast she’d made, she placed a plate beside his drawing and sat across from him. “And where are you in this portrait?”

Magnum came into the kitchen, flopping down onto the floor at the child’s feet. “Oh! Magnum!” He shouted excitedly, then dug through the crayons for a brown one. This one was two concentric circles on top of each other, then four lines from the bigger circle. Finally, he found a yellow color and began to draw a tiny stick figure to represent himself. “And there’s me.”

Sharon smiled over her breakfast, swallowing her food. “I see, so in this world of yours, does little Rick eat his breakfast?” She was commenting on how he hadn’t even touched his pancakes, eggs, and bacon yet. “Because I bet he gets hungry, too.”

Shoving the coloring tools to the side, he moved his plate in front of him and put all the eggs and bacon into the pancake, and rolled it up, eating it like a taco. The small child reached over with his left hand to grab a crayon so he could color in his picture, while still eating with his right hand.

Sharon was constantly amazed by what her son was capable of at a young age. It made sense, his father was just as innovative. She tilted her head, putting her elbow on the table and resting her chin in her hand. Her blonde hair fell over her ears, which always bothered her son. Rick put his crayon down and reached over the table to brush her hair back. He practically had to climb over the mahogany to do it. “I’ll pin my hair back today for you, okay? What do you want to do today?”

Rick swallowed his breakfast and laid the remainder on the plate, he wasn’t going to finish it. Abandoning the wax, he hopped off the table and grabbed her hand, ushering her with him. She vacated her spot and followed blindly behind him to the living room. “Stay here!” Following his lead, Sharon agreed. Not even a few moments later, the little boy dropped a shoebox of plastic green army men onto the floor, then upended the other shoebox full of dinosaurs. “Dinosaurs and army men!”

Sharon reached out to take one of the army men. “Do I get to be the army man or the dinosaur?” She brushed her hair back once more, then took the bobby pin from her sleeve and put it in her hair. “I think I’d prefer to be an army man.”

“No! You get to be the dinosaur! I’ll be the army man!” Rick picked up one of the soldiers, then took the one Sharon held and replaced it with a Brontosaurus. He started making pew noises at the dinosaur, while Sharon tried to make it run. He frowned sitting on his knees and lowering his shoulders. “No, mama, the dinosaur is dead, it can’t run.”

“Oop! Sorry!” Reaching for a different dinosaur, she pretended to have it attack one of the army men while Rick was distracted with the Brontosaurus. Rick noticed and surrounded it with soldiers, pewing in unison.

“Mommy?” His voice was soft, but he was preoccupied with his toys for her to notice what his facial expression was. “Are daddy’s missions like this?”

She was taken aback. The thirty-year-old woman didn’t know how to answer him. Instead, she sat there in silence on her knees for a long time. Rick adored his father and what he did, but he’d never truly known him. Rick didn’t know the fighting that went on when the nightlights were on and the doors were closed. He didn’t know that Sharon was in a loveless marriage. He didn’t know that, somewhere out there, Richard Montgomery had a second family and another child – one that she was fairly certain he didn’t see any more than he saw Rick. But she didn’t mention all that. “I’m sure they are.”

“He always sounds so excited to talk about them,” Rick replied, moving the toys about into a specific pattern. “Hold them off, boys!” The dinosaurs started to advance toward the soldiers, but Rick moved the soldiers closer, then brought in a tank to run over the dinosaurs. “Ha! You’re no match for the tank!” The almost four-year-old screamed, scattering dinosaurs everywhere when he attacked them with the tank.

Sharon stayed quiet, watching her son play, praying that he didn’t follow in his father’s footsteps. Her worst fear was having her son grow up to be like Richard Montgomery. “Rick?” She whispered softly, leaning over to kiss his head again. “Stay little forever, okay?”

“Okay, Mama.”

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marvelman901 · 1 year

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etcemais · 1 year

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Aproveitando a onda de anuncios da Warner Bros. Discovery, James Gunn revelou o elenco principal da série Comenado das Criaturas.

Segundo o Collider, a série terá alguns retornos esperados, como Sean Gunn no papel de Doninha e Steve Agee voltará a interpretar John Economos, além de contar com Frank Grillo como Rick Flag, Maria Bakalova como a Princesa Ilana Rostovic, Indira Varma como A Noiva, Zoe Chao como Nina Mazursky, Alan Tudyk como Dr. Phosphorus e David Harbour como Eric Frankenstein. Sean Gunn também dará voz a G.I. Robot.

A série terá 7 episódios e vai mostrar ecos de Esquadrão Suicida, já que a premissa parte da Amanda Waller novamente reunindo uma equipe inusitada, dessa vez formada apenas por monstros. O diferencial, é que a produção irá transitar entre animação e live-action. A ideia é que o elenco de dubladores também estrele o live-action. Comando das Criaturas é parte da nova configuração do DCU, que começa com um capítulo dedicado aos deuses e monstros.

Comando das Criaturas estreia em 2024 no Max, novo serviço de streaming.

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andyridgeley · 8 months

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#personal thingys #dOING THIS AGAIN CAUSE I FORGOT I HAD ANOTHER ONE SAVED AJSLFMJFLAJSF #im going through a lot of my saved and cleaning house ajlskfjfkajanf anyway #again...probably wont change it BUT!!!

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joelkinnamanfansilvia · 3 years

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Joel with his Rick Flag t-shirt.

#joelkinnaman #joel kinnaman #joelkinnamanedit #thesuicidesquad #rickflag #rick flag #t shirt #those arms #those shoulders

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sylviesmage · 3 years

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am I the only one who got turned on by this, pleASE SAY NO

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this-was-a-mistake · 3 years

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I only speak the truth

#bloodsport #rickflag #peacemaker #harley quinn #ratcatcher2 #nanua #polkadotman #cant stop thinking about this movie #also love this meme template #thesuicidesquad #suicidesquad2016 #thesuicidsquad2021

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ayamethewitch · 3 years

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Suicide Squad 2 preferences (English/Español): What they would do if they playing minecraft <3/Que harian si jugaran Minecraft<3

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Harley Queen :

• She's very excited about playing minecraft

•Probably trying to make a House but at the end it would be a house made with a wood mix (Oak,Spruce, Dark Oak, Acacia and Jungle), its a little strange but she say that just have the Harley's Style.

•She probably get lost for trying to explore.

"Harley,be carfeul, take a map with you" —Says Flag

She think its ridiculous, how in the hell "¿Harley motherfucking Queen is gonna lost?"

Then she see around and think thats is 100% sure that his house wasn't in the desert...and definily not next to a Pillagers Outpost.

Wherever she think that his only option is to build another new house, and then...she go to the Pillagers Outpost and kill all of them.

"¡I FOUND A GOLDEN APPLE BITCH*S!...WAIT..¿WHAT CAN I DO WITH A GOLDEN APPLE?"

• She probably trying to have a wild animal as a pet.

"No,Harley you can't have a polar bear in your house, they are wild, you can’t tame it,besides why did you want a polar bear?" Says Bloodsport

"OH, SHUT UP, MILTON, LOOK AT HIM, HE'S SO CUTE" Say Harley trying to catch the bear with a rope that stole to the wandering trader

"That's not my name..."

•I Think that she would find amazing things on minecraft but she doesn't realize it

"Where did you find that flowerpot?

"Oh, i stole it from a big house that i found, they have a lot of them and..."

"¿¡DID YOU FIND A WOODLAND MANSION?!

Cleo Cazo:

•I think that cleo used to play minecraft, maybe the rats brought him a computer, she stole internet from a house and then discover minecraft and download it.

•So that's why she's a very pro minecraft player

•She's very smart, so probably install a rat mod, to have his friends on the game and also name it one as Sebastian <3

•She's just five minutes on the game and she already have a complete iron armor.

"¿Are you wearing an iron armor? Where did you get it? ¡We're hardly mining to find it!—Ask Bloodsport

"It was easy ¿You guys don't see the mine behind those trees?, also have it a skeleton spawner"

"¿A whAt?"—says Abner very scare

• She also have a lot of lucky, like she's on a Mineshaft and found 3 diamonds just in one chest or she's trading with the villagers and they give her an enchanted book for a fews emeralds.

• Probably make a team with Nanaue and live in a house together because they are friends <3

•And she have to help the rest of the team about how to play minecraft (specially Abner and Nanaue).

•Probably have a very cute house with cottagecore style.

BloodSport:

•At the begining he's very grumpy, like "Im not gonna play that stupid cube game"

"¡I promise you gonna love it!—says Cleo very sure.

•And it was right, because it just took a few minutes to feel it comfortable with the game.

•He's very sure about what he want and that is "No damn mob kill him, or someone steal his things" so he made a kind of base or something outside where he can put his things and all that stuff, but its Bloodsport so probably is a base with a lot of traps like disspenders with arrows or something.

•Also he have the best tools ,weapons and armor, that includes sword,shield, bow and arrows, crossbow,etc ¡All the best!, so at the begining they made it of iron, but then he made it with diamond and later with netherite.

•Talking about netherite he probably make a very good plan for go to the Nether, very careful with the piglins, ghast, skeletons, etc.

•He's constantly competing with PeaceMaker about who kill more mobs and how.

"I kill 38 zombies and 10 skeleton at the moment, ¿what did you got?"

"38 zombies, 10 skeleton and...a chicken"—say Chris very proud.

"That's isn't even a hostile mob..."

"¡But i killed it with style, so i won!"

Robert just make a palmface.

•He finally love play minecraft and then he show it the game to Tyla like a very proud tecnologic father.

"...Wherever now i play cubecraft i think that teenagers play it..¿isn't?"

"¡¿DiD YoU plAy WhAt?!—Tyla just laugh very loud that she almost fainted.

KingShark (Nanahue Boy <3):

•I mean, he's just a cutie.

•He loves minecraft from the begining, he's so enchanted with the colors, the animals and the biomes.

•I think that he probably make a dirt house, very...particular, just on the sand next to the ocean, but then Cleo suggest him that they can live together on a very more comfortable house, he says yes but only with the condition of build the house next to the ocean.

•He probably start killing zombies and eat it, also, maybe, just maybe he could eat a few cows..

•But he never could eat sea food, beacuse he think that they are his friends, so he's very happy swimming with the fishes and axolotls.

•He pick a lot of beautiful flowers and give it to the squad as a gift.

"Flower"

"Yes Nanaue, that's a flower, thank you so much"—says Cleo giving him a hug.

•He's probably just walking and exploring and then he find "something".

"Diamond"

"Yeah Nanaue, that's a Diamo...¡YOU FIND A DIAMOND! IM SO PROUD OF YOU.

The rest of the squad doesn't know how he found it but, anyway.

•He probably trying to kill a villager to eat it

"¿Nom Nom?"

"No, Nanahue, Villagers are friends, we don't kill or eat friends! ¡You can kill pillagers but not villagers!—Explain Cleo to him.

•After that if he find a Pillager Outpost, they would be probably dead in a few minutes. Also Nanahue is very disapointed because he can't eat them.

•He thought that slimes are friend, but when he find that they are hostiles, he just kill it.

PolkaDot Man (Baby boy <3):

•He's scare about play minecraft because think its gonna suck on the game or something. But with the Help of Cleo the things are staring to shine for our boy.

•He's very happy because on minecraft he doesn't have his superpower, and can be a little bit free.

•He build a basic house, not made it with dirt like Nanahue but its still being very simple, just wood and maybe he put a fews flowers to decorate it.

•He also have a dog, he's very proud of him and name it "PolkyDog" <3

•He's afraid of the mods but when he's started to fight with them, he's not afraid anymore.

•Just until the new update and meet the new mob "Warden".

•He also trying to not go to a village because he saw every villager like his mom.

•He's very kind with the animals and prefer no eat them, and for example, use scissors to cut the sheep wood. He just eat fruit,breath and that's stuff.

•He made a little celebration dance when he find his first diamonds.

•Finally he feels like a pro player.

•But then, he try to make a waterdrop.

"Look Abner, you just need to jump, and before you hit the ground, you put the water"—says Cleo doing a waterdrop very easily

"IM A MINECRAFT PRO PLAYER"

He jump it but falls in next to the water inside on it, he lost all his things and need to find it.

•But i think that with the time, he would be an excelent minecraft player like Cleo

Rick Flag:

•He think that maybe play minecraft would be funny, he just need to learn.

•He's gonna have all the basic thing in a few minutes (maybe 30), in a hour at the most.

•He made a very cool house, with two floors and maybe a secret basement, its a very rustic house with a combination of Acacia wood and stone.

•He have adventure spirit, so he is walking seeing all that is around his house. If he find a desert temple he would feel very proud, and find the chest with no problems.

•He also must rescue Harley because she have just one and half heart of live and she get stuck in a mine with a lot of mobs.

•Also have a dog, maybe he name it "Dog".

•He's ready to go to the Nether and he made ir very well, he trade with the pigglins, kill the ghast, and got a wither skeleton head.

•He become into a profesional playing minecraft and Cleo its very proud about it

•He also be like: ¿¡CAN EVERYBODY GO TO THE BED SO ITS DAYTIME SOON?! ¡HARLEY GET OFF OF THE ROOF OF MY HOUSE!

•If somebody needs diamonds, iron or something he give it (except for peacemaker, he can found his own things).

Peacemaker (The love of my life,so sorry) :

•He very confident about playing minecraft, he kill a lot or people for make peace, why he has to be afraid of a game?

•He learn very fast, like Rick he have everything in a minutes but, he build a very big house, like a mini mansion with an elegant style, and its made of Oak Dark and spruce wood. He doesn't put decoration but he put a lot od security on it.

•Of course he's competing with Robert, so he's trying to kill every thing who is moving, maybe for that he accidentally hit Abner or Rick with an arrow, and maybe not too accidentally hit Robert.

•He kills animals, and mobs without fear, he need to survive and he is gonna made everything to do it.

•He also feels very proud if he find something cool like diamonds, a golden apple, an enchanted book,etc

• "¿¡Why did you kill your villagers!?—ask Cleo very angry

"If we kill the villagers and destroy the village there's not gonna be problems if we kill a pillager captain, we have peace"

"¡That even doesn't make sense!"

•He hate a lot the little zombies and little drowneds

"¿¡What the hell is that thing?!"

And he proceeds to hit it.

•"I Kill that glow thing, i won!

"That's glow squid.."—say Cleo behind him

And the only thing that you can hear is Robert laughing very loud.

"i WoN"—repeats Robert laughing.

• "Don't touch my things if you dont ask first *look at Robert* you dont need to ask, im not gonna help you.

.෴.෴.෴.෴.෴.෴.෴.෴.෴..෴.෴.෴.෴.෴

Español (sin gifs esta vez debido a la cantidad de imagenes que tumblr deja poner :(, lo siento)

Harley Queen:

•Muy emocionada por jugar minecraft

•Intentaria hacer una casa pero al final terminaria siendo una casa hecha de un mix de maderas (Roble,Abeto,Roble oscuro, Acazia y de la Jungla). Se ve algo raro pero ella dice el toque "Harley".

•Se terminaria perdiendo por intentar explorar

"Harley ten cuidado, lleva un mapa contigo"—le diria Flag.

Ella piensa que es ridiculo, ¿como demonios podria Harley motherf*cking Queen perderse?

Luego ella miraria a su alrededor y cree estar 100% segura de que su casa no estaba al lado en el desierto, y menos al lado de un puesto de Pillagers.

De todaa formas ella cree que su unica opcion seria construir una nueva casa, y entonces... va al puesto de Pillagers y los mata a todos.

"¡TENGO UNA MANZANA DORADA P*RRAS!...ESPERA ¿¡QUE SE SUPONE QUE HAGA CON UNA MANZANA DORADA?!"

• Probablemente trataria de tener a un animal salvaje como mascota

“No Harley, no puedes tener a un oso polar en tu casa, son salvajes, no puedes domesticarlos..de todas formas ¿por que quieres un oso polar?”—le diria Bloodsport

“¡Oh, cállate Milton! ¡Solo miralo, es adorable!”—responderia Harley mientras intenta atrapar al oso polar con una cuerda que le robo al vendedor ambulante.

“Ese ni siquiera es mi nombre...”

•Siento que Harley acostumbraria a encontrar cosas geniales en minecraft pero no se da cuenta de ello.

“¿Donde encontraste esa maceta?”

“Oh, la robe de una gran casa que encontré..tenían un montón y..

“¡¿Encontraste una mansión del bosque?!

Cleo Cazo:

• Creo que Cleo solía jugar a Minecraft, tal vez las ratas le trajeron una computadora, ella robó internet de una casa y luego descubrió Minecraft y lo descargó.

• Por eso es una jugadora de Minecraft muy profesional.

• Ella es muy inteligente, así que probablemente instale un mod que añada ratas al juego, para tener a sus amigos en el y también nombrar a una como Sebastian <3

• Lleva solo cinco minutos en el juego y ya tiene una armadura de hierro completa."

¿Llevas una armadura de hierro? ¿Dónde la conseguiste? ¡Aun estamos minando para encontrar hierro! —Pregunto Bloodsport

"Fue fácil ¿No vieron la mina detrás de esos árboles ?, también tiene un spawn de esqueletos"

"¿Un qué?"—dice Abner muy asustado

• Ella también tiene mucha suerte, por ejemplo esta en una Mineshaft y encontró 3 diamantes solo en un cofre o si esta intercambiando con los aldeanos y le dieron un libro encantado por muy pocas esmeraldas.

• Probablemente forme equipo con Nanaue y vivan juntos en una casa porque son amigos <3

• Y ella tiene que ayudar al resto del equipo sobre cómo jugar Minecraft (especialmente Abner y Nanahue).

• Probablemente tenga una casa muy linda con estilo cottagecore.

Bloodsport:

•Al principio está molesto

"No voy a jugar ese estupido juego de cubos"

—¡Te prometo que vas a amarlo!—le asegura Cleo

•Y tenia razón, por que tan solo le toma unos minutos sentirse comodo con el juego y acostumbrarse a el.

•Esta bastante seguro acerca de lo que quiere y es que "Ningun maldito mob lo asesine o alguien robe sus cosas" asi que construye una especie de base al aire libre donde pueda poner sus cosas, pero hablamos de Bloodsport asi que probablemente es una base con un monton de trampas como dispensadores con flechas para que alguien (Peacemaker) no robe sus cosas.

•Ademas tendria las mejores armas, herramientas y armadura, eso incluye espada,escudo, arco y flechas, ballesta etc ¡Solo lo mejor!, asi que al principio las haria de hierro, pero luego pasaria al diamanete y finalmente a la netherita.

•Hablando de Netherita, probablemente haria un muy buen plan para ir al Nether, siendo muy cuidadoso con los Piglins, ghast, esqueletos,etc

•Esta compitiendo constantemente con Peacemaker sobre quien mata mas mobs y como

"He matado 38 zombies y 10 esqueletos hasta el momento, ¿que hay sobre ti?"

"38 zombies, 10 esqueletos y...un pollo—le responde Chris super orgulloso de si mismo.

"Ni siquiera es un mob hostil..."

"Pero lo mate con estilo, ¡yo gano!"

Robert solo se golpea la cara con la palma de su mano.

•Finalmente terminaria amando jugar minecraft y le enseñaria el juego a Tyla como un padre tecnologico muy orgulloso.

"Como sea,ahora juego cubecraft..creo que los adolecentes de tu edad lo juegan, ¿no es asi?"

"QuE juEgAs quE?—Tyla empezaria a reirse tan fuerte que casi se desmayaria.

KingShark:

•Admitamoslo, el es una ternura <3

•Ama minecraft desde el inicio pues está encantado con los colores, los animales y los biomas

•Creo que probablemente haria una casa de tierra, bastante...peculiar, justo en la arena al lado del mar, pero entonces Cleo le sugiere que vivan juntos en una casa y él dice que si pero solo con la condicion de que la nueva casa esté en la arena y al lado del mar.

•Probablemente empezaria a matar zombies y a comerselos y tal ves,solo tal ves se comeria unas cuantas vacas.

•Pero nunca comeria comida del mar, por que piensa que los animales acuaticos son sus amigos, asi que el es muy feliz nadando con los peces y ajolotes.

•El recoge un monton de flores y se las regala al resto del equipo como regalo

"Flor"

"Asi es Nanaue, esa es una flor, ¡muchas gracias!—le diria Cleo dandole un abrazo

•El probablemente solo estaria caminando y entonces encontraria "algo"

"Diamante"

"Si Nanaue, ese es un diaman...¡ENCONTRASTE UN DIAMANTE! ¡ESTOY MUY ORGULLOSA DE TI!

El resto del equipo no tiene idea de como lo encontró pero les da igual.

•Probablemente trataria de matar a un aldeano para comerselo

"¿Nom nom?"

"¡No nanaue, los aldeanos son nuestros amigos, no matamos ni nos comemos a los amigos! ¡Puedes matar pillagers pero no aldeanos!

•Despues de eso, si encuentra un puesto de Pillagers estaran muertos en un par de minutos aunque esta bastante desepcionado por que al final no puede comerselos

•El piensa que los Slime son amigos, pero cuando se da cuenta de que son hostiles, los mata.

Polkadot Man (baby boy<3):

•Esta un poco asustado acerca de jugar minecraft por que cree que le irá muy mal en el juego pero con la ayuda de Cleo las cosas comienzan a brillar para nuestro chico<3

•Esta muy feliz por que en minecraft no tiene sus poderes y puede ser un poco mas libre.

•Contruye una casa basica, no de tierra como Nanaue pero sigue siendo bastante simple, solo madera y tal ves algunas flores para decorarla.

•Tambien tiene un perro y está muy orgulloso de el, lo nombro "Polkydog".

•Esta asustado de los mobs pero una vez que empieza a pelear con ellos ya no les tiene miedo

•Eso solo hasta que salga la nueva actualizacion y conozca al nuevo mob "Warden"

•Tambien intenta no ir a las aldeas por que ve a todos los aldeanos como su mamá.

•Es muy amable con los animales y prefiere no comerlos, ademas usa tijeras para cortar la lana de las ovejitas. Solo come frutas, pan y ese tipo de cosas.

•Hace un pequeño baile de celebracion cuando encuentra su primer diamante.

•Finalmente se siente como un jugador de minecraft experto

•Pero entonces, trata de hacer un waterdrop

"Mira Abner, solo debes lanzarte y poner el agua justo antes de llegar al suelo"—le diria Cleo haciendo un waterdrop perfecto facilmente.

"¡SOY UN JUGADOR DE MINECRAFT PROFECIONAL!"

Salta pero cae al lado del agua en lugar de en ella, pierde todas sus cosas y se ve obligado a ir a buscarlas.

•Pero creo que con el tiempo se volveria tan buen jugador como Cleo.

Rick Flag:

•El piensa que jugar minecraft podria ser divertido, solo necesita aprender.

•Hace una casa genial, con dos pisos y un sotano secreto, es una casa de estilo rustico con madera de acazia y piedra.

•Tiene espiritu aventurero asi que camina viendo todo lo que haya alrededor de su casa. Si encontrara un templo del desierto el estaria muy orgulloso y encontraria los cofres sin problemas.

•Tambien debera rescatar a Harley por que ella solo tiene un corazon y medio de vida y se quedo atrapada en una mina con muchos mobs

•Tambien tendria un perro y lo llamaria "Perro"

•El esta listo para ir al Nether y lo haria muy bien, comerciaria con los piglins, mataria ghast y conseguiria una cabeza de esqueleto wither.

•El se vuelce un jugador profesional de minecraft y Cleo esta muy orgullosa de ello.

•El tambien diria algo como: ¿¡"PUEDE TODO EL MUNDO IRSE A DORMIR PARA QUE SEA DE DIA?! ¡HARLEY BAJA DEL TECHO DE MI CASA!"

•Si alguien necesitara diamantes o algo asi se los daria (excepto a Peacemaker, el puede encontrar sus propias cosas)

Peacemaker (The love of my life, sorry:p):

•Confia bastante en si mismo para jugar minecraft, ha matado miles de personas ¿por que le tendria miedo a un juego?

•Aprende muy rapido, igual que Rick obtiene todo en unos minutos pero el haria una casa mucho mas grande, como una mini mansion con estilo elegante y esta hecha de madera de Roble oscuro y Abedul. No le pone mucha decoracion pero si un monton de seguridad.

•Por supuesto esta compitiendo con Robert asi que esta intentando matar todo lo que se mueva, incluso tal ves por accidente podria golpear a Abner o Rick con una flecha y no tan accidentalmente a Robert.

•El mata animales y mobs sin miedo, el necesita sobrevivir y hara todo para hacerlo.

•Se siente muy orgulloso si encuentra algo genial como diamantes, una manzana dorada o un libro encantado,etc

•¿¡Por que mataste a tus aldeanos?!—le pregunta Cleo molesta.

"Si matamos a los aldeanos y destruimos las aldeas, no habrá problemas si matamos a un capitan pillager, tendremos paz"

"¡Eso ni siquiera tiene sentido!"

•He hates a lot the little zombies and litte drowneds

"¿¡Que demonios es eso?!

Y procede a golpearlo.

•"Maté a esa cosa brillante, ¡yo gano!"

"Ese es un calamar brillante"—dice Cleo detras de el

Y lo unico que puedes escuchar es a Robert riendo muy fuerte

"¡Yo gAno!"—repitiria Robert riendo

•"No toquen mis cosas sin preguntar primero...*mira a Robert* tu no tienes que preguntar, no pienso ayudarte.

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He remembered. Even if his cognizant memory couldn’t recall the subtle details of his death, his subconscious memory did, and boy did it hate him.

Intrusive thoughts ruined normal moments. Subtle nuances were welcomed when thought processes ran wild. He couldn't stand the person he became when left alone inside his own head for too long. Gideon inquired subtly – or not so much – if Rick was anything like their father; and while he argued all day and night that he wasn’t, there were some intriguing concurrences. Both suffered at the hands of someone they trusted with their lives, and both fought long and hard to survive only to fail. The difference was that his father wasn’t as strong or resilient, which led to his ultimate demise at 50.

These intrusive thoughts were always there, lurking below the surface. They could be triggered by small things; the mention of specific locations, the smell of rain on asphalt, or the sound of explosions. He found himself with a strange aversion to animal feed and avoided any kind of white porcelain tiles that he could. Even though the porcelain wasn’t as extreme as the others, the reminder of being stabbed was just too overpowering. He’d often find himself staring at the tiles, counting them to try and distract his mind. He was forever grateful that Harley’s favorite color was black.

Nightfall was a bitch. When the moon was hung high in the sky and stars twinkled like glitter on black canvas, Rick was often left to his own devices. Harley often slept at semi-reasonable hours, and he’d be left alone. Times like these called for woodworking in the garage, but then there were nights when the buzzing and whirring of the blades weren’t enough to quell that demon that raged under the surface.

Ada warned him this would happen.

Sure, the experimentation was successful; who didn’t like a nice victory lap at the end of the race? But this wasn’t what he’d call success by any means. Each death brought about mental deterioration, sometimes physical. Eventually, it would get so grievous that he wouldn’t be able to function anymore. Today he was dealing with the fallout of that moment his life changed forever, and today, it was in the form of a monster attacking his very psyche.

He stood in the dimmed lights of the garage, the sound of the tool whirring behind him. He was working on something special, something that kept him occupied and reminded him to stay human at all costs, even if his body felt inhuman. He tinkered with thoughts like he toyed with objects, picking them up and observing them, letting them linger for far too long, then tossing them elsewhere to be found later. This is what got him in trouble.

Eventually, he found himself sleeping on the couch. It was a calm night, the stars were glistening and the owls were singing their seductive song beckoning sleep. But Rick was restless. His body was curled in the fetal position on the couch, his hands digging into his ankles. Fingertips curled into his flesh, causing it to bleed. He whimpered, stopped, tossed onto his side, then whimpered some more.

He remembered. Even if his cognizant memory couldn’t recall the subtle details of his death, his subconscious memory did, and boy did it fucking hate him. The sound of fists against flesh rang out in his mind; the feeling of a fist to the gut, a kick to the teeth, the sound of shattering glass and grinding of metal against metal. The shaking of the building collapsing, or the feeling of grit under his hands…these were all very real things at the moment, and all of them were so indistinct that the thought of them in everyday life never crossed his mind.

But in his mind, at that moment, they were all attacking him. He could smell the blood as it gushed from his open wounds; he could hear the sound of moaning behind him, the children begging to be released. He could sense it all and the overload sent him into a frenzy. In this dream, he wouldn’t survive. In this dream, there was no news of a child or meet grandchildren. This dream was surely the one he wouldn't wake up from; the depressing reality of it all. The one he tried so hard to hide from.

He took a sharp breath, startled from his sleep, rolling onto the floor to try and get away from the assailant. The feeling of flesh against his was enough to keep him grounded in the moment he tried so desperately to escape from. He was practically clawing his way across the floor, the blankets still tangled against his sweaty frame. If his father had seen him like this, he'd call him weak.

He took another deep breath and closed his eyes for a moment, still curled up under the coffee table beside where he’d fallen. He didn’t want to face her just yet. She had woken him from his nightmare for the third time that week, and all he wanted to do was ignore the fact that she was standing over him hoping for answers. “Sorry.”

She knew him well enough to know that he meant it. Kneeling beside him, she brushed a hand over his cheek gently, then pressed a kiss into his temple. “You were screaming again. Was it the bad place?” She learned not to say that name anymore; Johutenheim was banned in the household. It was only a small blessing they were the only two to talk about it. She pressed a palm gently into his bicep, biting her lip. “You don’t have to talk about it.”

He ran a hand through his disheveled hair. He couldn’t find the words just yet. Swallowing hard, he looked at his wife with a soft smile. “I’ll be okay.”

“Rick, you can’t even sleep in the bed with me anymore.” She finally retorted, finding the words equally difficult to say. Her heart ached for him, the fact that he couldn’t talk to her. “I miss you. I miss you.” He had really been through it; after being involved with a literal fuckin witch, watching her die, then breaking up with her…followed by this? She could understand why he was so messed up. Life-or-death situations came naturally to him, but this time he’d actually shaken death’s hand. The two were practically poker buddies now. “It’s like I left you behind in South America and some other man took your place.”

He lowered his gaze to his hands, staring at the simple silver band that was on his left hand. Whenever he was at work, he didn’t wear it, but at home was a different story. He’d always worn it with pride around the house and in safe spaces. “It sure feels that way.” A soft breeze blew through the room and caused him to involuntarily shiver. “You’re a therapist. What’s wrong with me?”

“You have PTSD. Rick, it’s no secret you went through life-altering trauma. I can help you with that,” She whispered softly, kissing the nape of his neck. “But you have to let me in, you know? I can’t keep begging for you to come home if you don’t want to.”

“I want to,” he whispered against her kisses. Turning his face towards her, he planted a gossamer kiss on her lips. So soft, that he almost didn’t feel it. Was he still dreaming? “I just–” Paused thought, deep breath, quiet contemplation. “I love you, I don’t want to hurt you. So for now, let me do what I have to do…even if it means sleeping alone for a while.”

“Fine, but when this kid is born, I want you back in the bed. So that gives you a timeline to work with.” She grinned, kissing his lips again. “Got it, Colonel?”

“Yeah, yeah.”

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