#thirteenth progenitor

[anon-e-miss]

The Thirteenth Bride - 3

It was his liege’s, his Alpha’s knot that triggered Prowl to enter heat. Where his passed heats had been frustrating and uncomfortable, this heat was thrilling. He soared and he burned as his code was satisfied. Jazz filled him, over and over, flooded his gestational tank and his spark both. There was not micrometre of his scorching frame that the Alpha did not claim. Jazz swore Prowl would not leave his berth until he was ensparked and he made a show of his seriousness by tying Prowl to the berth with soft rope. Time lost all meaning as the king bred him. He recharged, he ate, all while trapped on the Alpha’s thick knot. Prowl did not remember when the King bit his node and claimed him with that bite but he sucked it and nibbled at it as he filled Prowl again, making his charge and his code sing louder and louder.

”Uh,” Prowl moaned deliriously as Jazz mouthed his neck and fondled his wells he rutted Prowl from behind.

”These’ll fill as my creation grows in yer belly,” Jazz promised him. “They’ll stay full ‘n leakin’ as my whelp suckles ‘m as another grows in ya. Y’ll give me a dozen hardly bitlets. Y’re too sweet ‘n lush to do anythin’ less.”

Prowl’s code screamed in agreement. It was the biological prerogative for omegas to breed, to whelp and to breed again in a constant cycle of creation. He was made for this, to take his Alphas’s knot and his spend and to bring forth life as a result. Jazz whispered filthy praise as he bred Prowl again and again. Even as his heat faded, mid-cycle, a sure sign his spark had ignited, Jazz kept him tied to the berth posts and bred him again. By the time a medical was called to attend him, a quartex had passed and Prowl could not believe he had spent so much time under and entangled with his king. It was, true, he was exhausted and even a little sore but he was satisfied in a way Prowl did not know he could ever be again. Jazz beamed as the medic declared he had found two newsparks in orbit on Prowl’s spark.

Punch looked pleased with himself as he joined them in order to crown Prowl as his creation’s bride, connecting a chain around Prowl’s softly rounded belly. The chain would grow as his forge expanded. With twins, surely he would be huge in no time at all. He was still a little dazed as Jazz helped him dress. Through the translucent white of his chest plate, Prowl’s stiff, swollen gold nozzles were visible. Under his wrap, he wore no girdle. Instead, his valve was filled with a thick crystal plug that could only be removed by his Alpha’s servo. No Alpha or beta would be able to taint Jazz’s claim to the newsparks in Prowl’s crystal chamber. Jazz sat on his throne with Prowl on his lap as the court feted him. Their young king had heirs in the belly so quickly and they were jubilant. His progenitor had been an elderly mech before he had kindled heirs in Punch and he had died not long after, leaving the kingdom and his heirs vulnerable. It had been their clever omega originator that had seen Jazz and his twin survive to claim the kingdom back from scheming beta regents. When Ricochet returned from fighting in Kalis, thirteen brides would be presented to him and he would rule as co-king to Jazz.

In awe of his good fortune, after a long dark-cycle of festivities, Prowl walked, or wobbled as he was constantly aware of the crystal plug skewered in his valve, to the garden to see how it had faired in his absence. The smile fell from his faceplates as soon and Prowl stepped into the courtyard. He sobbed as he looked about. Every little he had nursed over his time in the harem had been trambled, crush, burnt. He sobbed as he knelt down and picked up a shard of his favour moon quartz. Arms enveloped him and Prowl sobbed against Punch’s chassis. Jazz knelt with him and stroked his back. Pedsteps echoed.

“Find out who did this,” Jazz commanded. All Prowl could do was cry.

The twelve remaining brides were lined up in the Great Hall. They stood silently, helms bowed and faceplates ashen. Though it had been Wildfire’s idea to destroy the garden, the others had either joined in on the destruction or they had stood silently by instead of alerting a guard. All were being sent home in disgrace. Prowl did not know what fates awaited them. Perhaps the dukes and earls of their lands would not care over much that the Torus King scorned them or perhaps their shameful behaviour in the Sanctum Ignacio would see them tonsured. He would never see a single one of them again and that please Prowl enough. Neither would he be forced to amuse their kin when the Thirteen Brides intended for Jazz’s twin as their clans would be barred from representing their kingdoms. It was a relief.

As they were sent away, Wildfire dared enough to look up and glower at Prowl; he glowered back. They had made their berths. Though he mourned the crystals the other brides had destroyed, Prowl took joy in watching the little shard of moonstone Punch had helped him salvage grow stronger every mega-cycle. It would need to be nursed for sometime indoors before it could take its place in the garden again. Prowl knew just where it would go amongst the new crystals Jazz had seen delivered for him. Though Prowl was duty bound to attend to his Alpha’s carnal needs, Jazz encouraged him to take as much time as he wanted in the garden or the library and Prowl believed Jazz was sincere when he said this.

It was not as though Prowl neglected his king, nor Jazz him. With twin newsparks orbiting Prowl’s spark, his frame needed his Alpha’s contributions and Jazz was diligent in this work. Polyhexians believed an originator’s pleasure was paramount when it came to the health of the creations they carried. Prowl’s cheekplates were forever flushed as the clamps over his nozzles, node and door wings teased his sensory grid. Everyone could see and it pleased them that they had a dutiful Alpha for their king. Every time Prowl shivered with arousal, the dangling crystals he wore chimed. Jazz called it sweet music.

Jubilation heralded the return of Jazz’s twin, Ricochet, a full orb before he was due to arrive to take his place on the throne next to Jazz’s. Prowl had been helping Punch, as best as he could, pick omega candidates to be presented after he had settled. It seemed they all displeased Punch in some way. Ricochet was harder to make a match for, he had explained. The portraits of the omegas they poured over were all pretty enough but their profiles all struck Punch as too mannerly for his second creation. Even as he settled on his selections. Punch didn not seem confident in them. He did not just want a fertile broodcarrier for Ricochet, he wanted a lover for him. A mech who would satisfy him in spark, frame and processor, as Prowl did Jazz. It was high praise. Prowl followed Punch to the courtyard when news came that Ricochet’s carriage had arrived. Jazz wrapped his arm around Prowl’s waist as he joined them and waited for Ricochet to appear. At first sight, there was not a great deal of similarity between the twins. That was until Prowl looked past the difference in their colouring and saw the striking similarities of their frame shapes. Ricochet did not immediately rush into the arms of his waiting kin. He reached into the carriage and urged a mech, a Praxian Beta from the carriage.

“Who’s this, Love?” Punch asked.

“My consort,” Ricochet replied. “Barricade.”

“Consort?” Punch asked and Prowl thought of the orna work he had put into finding omegas to suit his creation. He feared an explosion. His framekin’s doorwings hung low.

“Ya always taught me to take responsibility,” Ricochet replied. “I bred’m so I mated ‘m. It’s what ya told me was right to do.”

“That’s right,” Punch declared. “Well, Barricade it’s good to meet ya. I think ya could use a long bath after the journey.”

“That sounds heavenly,” Barricade confessed. Ricochet grinned at him.

“Go on,” Ricochet said. “Ya earned it.”

A bred beta? Prowl went with Punch as he herded Barricade into the palace. They were supposed to be sterile. It was not uncommon for Alphas to take Beta lovers as they all said one need not fear ensparking them. Prowl wondered how often it happened that a Beta proved less than sterile. No Alpha bonded to a Beta in Praxus. Had Barricade been ensparked by one of their kinsmecha, Prowl could not imagine one taking responsibility for their by blow. Omegas were forged to bear sparkling, beta were not. How difficult, how dangerous might this be for Barricade.

“Leave it to Rico to throw a curve ball,” Punch said.

“I’m sorry,” Barricade replied. “I told him this was a mistake.”

“What do ya mean?” Punch asked.

“Mating me,” Barricade replied. “I know he’s supposed to choose from omega brides.”

“Hush,” Punch declared. Prowl watched Barricade’s doorwings droop even lower. “Rico did what I raised’m to do. I didn’t like any o’ those brides for ‘m anyways.”

#valveplug #maccadams #tf prowl #tf jazz #anon-e-miss writes #mechpreg #tf barricade #tf ricochet #the thirteenth bride

[cosmica-galaxy]

Really weird AU idea i have.

I've been consuming a bunch of HFY + humans are space content on Reddit lately, specifically the humans bonding with their robot/AI creations to the point they became sentient. Also noticing the scrap ton of similarities Cybertron have with Earth's culture in TFA...and my mind just pop into a new AU idea, where humans already achieve FTL travel and now they're just going crazy with creating new things. And created cybertronians. (They weren't suppose to be sentient at first, but by the power of pack bonding they broke the codes and gain consciousness)...i ran out of ideas from here- but it call the 'Organic Creators' or 'Human Heritage' AU. Basically humans are cybertronians' creators.

Is this stupid? Yes.

Do i hate myself? Double yes

Am i gonna regret this later on? Triple yes.

Will i stop myself from sending this ask? No.

You know, I had a similar idea but in reverse.

Once upon a time I imagined an AU where humans were created to serve cybertronians in an alternate timeline where the Golden Age never ended and Cybertron flourished.

I imagined that humans were developed by Shockwave to be helpers and workers, and put to work on Cybertron doing most of the typical things that all humans can do. Mainly labor, transportation, and working 24/7 by utilizing shifts and such. Most of the dangerous work was still handled by Cybertronians. Though, humanity lacks autonomy. They can't speak/write/read, think critically, dream, and their wills are suppressed into a serving role to the Cybertronians. They usually follow orders directly from their overseers with no conscious. However...one human begins to get smart (either by universal consistences or by the will of nature itself) and starts to learn from the cybertronians, but pretends to be just as mindless as their dutiful humans. They blend in, but things start to happen around the place they serve in that Cybertronians can't necessarily explain and the smart human manages to evade suspicion for a long while, even while under the surveillance of Shockwave. I cleverly decided to call this idea the "Genuine Intelligence" AU. It was mostly inspired from how in one continuity, a younger Shockwave decided to impregnate some asteroids with experimental ores he made. One of these ores was dubbed "Ore 13" and was planted on an asteroid that eventually evolved into Earth. In fact, the ore was so catastrophic that whatever evolved there could've been LETHAL TO TRANSFORMERS. I quote the wiki:

"Ten thousand years ago, Shockwave arrived on the thirteenth world, prehistoric Earth, where the "Ore-13" brought by his rocket had successfully reacted with the local geology to the extent that the planet threatened to become so rich in Energon that its environment could become lethal to Transformers. Shockwave created global dampers that he then injected into the planetary crust to regulate the reaction, allowing the ore to safely develop into Ultra-Energon in the present day." Who's to say that Shockwave's experiments could've accidentally created humanity...or even created the unintentional progenitor of Cybertronians? I always had a hunch that humans and Cybertronians were mirrors of one another and that in some possible continuities, humans and cybertronians are SO similar...that they may even be related to one another. In essence to your AU, I like think that your idea isn't even that far-fetched in the Transformers lore nor in the realm of possibilities that could potentially happen in the transformer universe. It is odd that two species that evolved apart from one another with extremely different backgrounds would be so similar to each other. I would say there is a connection there...wouldn't you agree?

#haxorus imp #hax speaks #cosmica galaxy #cosmica-galaxy #anonymous #anon asks #anon ask #transformers #tf

[themidnightzoneandback]

It’s too late

Synopsis: The belief that she could rip his throat apart in a second was the main source of her arrogance. She upheld the reputation of the fearsome bloody Queen that twirled around her enemies and lopped their heads off.

(An alternative ending to chapter 41: “Arrogant Love”)

Pairing: Ferid Bathory x Krul Tepes (Ferikrul)

—————-

In this moment, anyone could’ve felt their lungs be choked with the scent of ashes and dread as the blood-stricken skies were falling down on this poor dystopian country.

It had been reduced into a battlefield in less than an hour for both human and vampirekind.

It was a difficult sight to bear, an utter catastrophe for both sides of this war, including the poor residents living nearby.

Their buildings have been borrowed for close-quarter encounters and then destroyed when everyone was finished using them.

The fog caused by said battles made it harder for everyone to navigate through; the brave soldiers’ eyes watered as they tried to push through to safety.

There were often surprises that waited for them on the horizon, a blade coloured of either bloody red or luminescent green. What it does? Well, the conflict ended rather one-sided.

Being so foolish thinking that she could escape the site so easily, she had been stopped in her tracks by a red and black-braided warrior — his sharp glance with the intention to harm her.

Her impressive display of strength stopped him before he could even raise his weapon at her, the tiny Queen of Japan had cut his arm off as easily as snipping a ribbon short.

Naturally, for the Queen, combat was like chess. It was a game she was knew how to play yet showed hesitance to start it. Regardless, she looked at Crowley with a flicker of annoyance. The belief that she could rip his throat apart in a second was the main source of her arrogance. She upheld the reputation of the fearsome bloody Queen that twirled around her enemies and lopped their heads off.

It looked like she had been dancing in that moment, by the way she gracefully landed on Crowley Eusford’s shoulder, making sure to dig the heel of her stilettos deep and make him whimper. She then gripped his head right after.

Her eyes displayed an unpleasant expression, she did not like that attempt of his of a secret attack. Pathetic.

Beneath such a look, there was very subtle mockery lurking; did he really believe he could stop a third progenitor of all vampires?

She had snapped his head in half the next second, not bothering with applying effort in her hold. She jumped back down, with the same grace as earlier, watching as her target fell immobile on the ground.

She didn’t watch her back.

Too proud of stopping the thirteenth progenitor, she allowed herself to be caught in the fangs of Ferid Bathory, the menace to her Queenship.

“My Queen, you’ve panicked.” The silver-haired progenitor snickered at her, landing behind his now-captured Queen. “You’ve left your beautiful neck wide open.” He didn’t hesitate to sink his fangs in her shoulder’s skin one single bit.

It was a dish served to him on a silver platter.

Eyes struck open in surprise, the vampiress hissed for freedom.

“W-Wait, Ferid Bathory..” she raised a hand of hers to pry his face away from her shoulder. “We can m-make a deal..”

She didn’t resort to pleading often, especially not to a mongrel like him, but what other choice did she have in order to get away from this situation?

It was if her words didn’t belong to her, she never wanted this to fall upon her. She never wanted to beg to the likes of Ferid Bathory.

But she had to. If she wanted to live.

They both knew how this situation could have been avoided. It was merely the consequence of meddling with the divinity and the unknown, Ferid knew her secrets.

As spite, the man clenched her skin between his fangs a little tighter. More blood sept out from the wound and to Krul, it felt much more painful than a pinch now, it was excruciating.

The Queen let out a groan of discomfort at the feeling. She was in trouble this time, she couldn’t move, she was back-bound against his fangs.

He had been drinking her blood so quickly, she began to feel faint. She could barely make out the colour of the skies, red, pink, black?

Her vision made it impossible to see it dearly.

And so, she discovered a grim realization.

“F-Ferid wait...y-you’re killing me..” she whispered out to the progenitor, aware that it was now useless — he continued to drink from her shoulder regardless, eventually, drinking her dry.

Ferid felt her fall limp in his hold and he held back a bittersweet smile. He pulled his fangs away from her shoulder and wiped his mouth with a single finger.

“It had to be done...” he whispered to the fallen Queen of Japan. He knew that talking was useless now. He had killed her; all for the reward and recognition he’d receive by the progenitor council.

All for the sake of advancing forward with his plans.

But even at such a victory, there was anything aside from happiness that washed over him.

He killed her in cold blood.

“I loved you...I loved you so so much...don’t think I don’t know that, I wish you did too.”

He inhaled sharply, still holding on tightly to the corpse of the former Queen of Japan. The royal title now belonged to him but frankly, Ferid didn’t genuinely want it.

“Why did you have to break the laws, Krul?”

His head lowers in shame, pressing down onto Krul’s shoulders, the tears never stopping from trailing down his pale cheeks.

It was unusual for a vampire to cry, but after this, it was all Ferid felt like doing.

#rumiiprompts | writings #genre: owari no seraph | categories #ferid bathory #krul tepes #ferid bathory x krul tepes #ferikrul

[aterlupus]

Gaius/Griffith babby uvu 🍼

Send me 🍼 + a ship and I’ll draw/make a fan-child

w̸͙͝h̴̺̽a̶̘͝t̴͕̄ ̸̣͊h̶̬̄a̸̮͌v̴̲̄e̷̖͑ ̸̢͗y̶͓͒ȯ̶͔ü̴̬ ̶͎̽d̶̹̑o̸̢̊n̵̙̅ë̷̗́ ̶̙́w̵̮͑h̸̻͆a̷̫͛t̴̢̏ ̸̦̅h̸̻͌ā̵͓v̵̻́e̸̤̅ ̶̨̋y̶͓̆ȯ̷͔u̴̫͌ ̴̥̍d̴̰̅õ̸̻n̸͈̍e̶̙͑ ̷̠͘w̸̝̒h̷͕͛ả̵͖t̴̗̓ ̴̟̎h̶̲́a̶͍͗v̵̬̇e̶͖̍ ̷̻̇ỷ̶̻ó̸̗u̸̼͆ ̸̭͑ḓ̶͗o̸͖̕n̵̗͆e̸̤̋ ̷͖͆w̵̯͊ḩ̶̏à̸̹t̷̺͝ ̸̦̊ẖ̷̿á̷̡v̸̻̈e̴̫̚ ̴͚͗y̴̰̏ŏ̴̩ŭ̶̠ ̸̥̾d̵̠̿o̷̯̎n̷̺̕é̸͚ ̴͎͗w̸̹͐h̷̨͗á̶̟ṯ̶͋ ̷̯̽h̴̼͂a̶̞͘v̵̱͋e̸̙̎ ̷͍̂y̵̲͠o̵̽ͅu̴̦͋ ̵̡̒d̸̜̏o̸͖͒n̴͈͗ȅ̷̤ w̸͙͝h̴̺̽a̶̘͝t̴͕̄ ̸̣͊h̶̬̄a̸̮͌v̴̲̄e̷̖͑ ̸̢͗y̶͓͒ȯ̶͔ü̴̬ ̶͎̽d̶̹̑o̸̢̊n̵̙̅ë̷̗́ ̶̙́w̵̮͑h̸̻͆a̷̫͛t̴̢̏ ̸̦̅h̸̻͌ā̵͓v̵̻́e̸̤̅ ̶̨̋y̶͓̆ȯ̷͔u̴̫͌ ̴̥̍d̴̰̅õ̸̻n̸͈̍e̶̙͑ ̷̠͘w̸̝̒h̷͕͛ả̵͖t̴̗̓ ̴̟̎h̶̲́a̶͍͗v̵̬̇e̶͖̍ ̷̻̇ỷ̶̻ó̸̗u̸̼͆ ̸̭͑ḓ̶͗o̸͖̕n̵̗͆e̸̤̋ ̷͖͆w̵̯͊ḩ̶̏à̸̹t̷̺͝ ̸̦̊ẖ̷̿á̷̡v̸̻̈e̴̫̚ ̴͚͗y̴̰̏ŏ̴̩ŭ̶̠ ̸̥̾d̵̠̿o̷̯̎n̷̺̕é̸͚ ̴͎͗w̸̹͐h̷̨͗á̶̟ṯ̶͋ ̷̯̽h̴̼͂a̶̞͘v̵̱͋e̸̙̎ ̷͍̂y̵̲͠o̵̽ͅu̴̦͋ ̵̡̒d̸̜̏o̸͖͒n̴͈͗ȅ̷̤

-Born on the Thirteenth, they are the first human to have been born on this planet in some ten thousand years. -They are a mercenary already, wearing leather of voidsent they have helped track down and hunt. Although they don't do much of anything but take care of other voidsents. -No name. No gender. No voidsent has cared to ask. No voidsent has cared to tell them the difference. -A servant of a weak voidsent, they are considered a discarded afterbirth of Griffith, and some debate if they are actually a voidsent, just the weakest one on earth. -They don't want to know their family. They know that everything might get worse if they do. -When they grow up, they hope to kill their parents, just like other voidsent do, to prove he has grown up, and culminated in what is right and good -- an offspring stronger than its progenitors. -For now they polish weapons and sharpens sticks... and practices for the day they find their parents.

#lovechild meme #long post #im sorry i had to #if you think about it spriggan are truly the most evil of voidsent #gfhgjhkjlk #contemptim #possibly eluding to a certain little demon baby with the spriggan child

[childoflegend]

@fevercode inquired: “Hm! Did you need something?” - Chess to Rin || unprompted.

Admittedly, it wasn't often Rin had the luxury of visiting with the thirteenth progenitor, Crowley Eusford, let alone either of his aides. Despite that, he found himself standing in Crowley's mansion, looking almost nervous as his gaze shifted around the room. Seemingly startled by the sudden voice addressing him, the young prince looked towards the seventeeth progenitor while offering an anxious chuckle.

"Ah-- hello there! You must be... erm, I believe Lady Horn referred to you as Lady Chess? My name is Rin," the blonde dipped forward in a respectful bow to the woman before him, "it's a pleasure to meet you. I was here to see Lord Crowley, if he was available. He was going to help me improve my swordsmanship. You haven't happened to seen him around today, have you?"

#❅ﾟ*・ﾟ{ In Character } A ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ɴᴏ ᴜꜱᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ᴄʀᴏᴡɴ. ・ﾟ*❅ #❅ﾟ*・ﾟ{ Lady Chess } ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ꜰᴜɴ! ɪ ᴡɪꜱʜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇꜱ ʀᴀᴅɪᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇɴᴇʀɢʏ. ・ﾟ*❅ #❅ﾟ*・ﾟ{ Ask Answered } Tʜᴀɴᴋꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ɪɴ! ・ﾟ*❅ #{ I know this is late but :'D I hope you like it anyways }

[animeotaku90]

WHAT THE FUCK! I’M DYING HERE 😭😭😭 LORD CROWLEY… I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS 💔

#seraph of the end #owari no seraph #crowley eusford #thirteenth progenitor #chapter60 #yuichiro hyakuya #mikayuu #yuumika #manga #ons #otaku #anime #ch60 #ky luc #spoilers

[regali-s]

now i don’t mean to be a whore or anything but

this man might be the reason i have a size kink

#fire.water🍁 #mr. crowley eusford #13th progenitor #was it thirteenth? i think it was it’s been years since i stepped into ons #he might also be the reason i have a degrading kink because the way he talks is just so #god #ushijima may be the peak of my size kink #but this man is the origin

[crusaderce]

“ i don’t care what happens to me. as long as you’re safe. ” ( from Horn :) )

Crowley was annoyed.  it was a common belief that among vampires, such frugal emotions such as annoyance was to be ignored,  it was meant to be a distraction and he found it useless to become entrapped with such things.  but he knew what the feeling was like,  and he was experiencing it now.  he found himself annoyed,  those words.  he had heard them before.  he was quite certain he had.  although his memory was hazed   (   the bloody faces seemed to pile    )   he had heard those words,  and he  l o a t h e d  them.  they were words of promise,  of risk of someone’s life over his own.

It didn’t help that it was a life he has come to grow reliant on.  yes,  he was annoyed with that.  someone he found himself caring for was using those dreaded words,  and he hated it.  crowley wasn’t one to lie,  he often found himself in battles where the thrill of the fight over-exceeded his concern for his well-being.  he often didn’t care,  what was to happen to him.  he was a sinful creature that was meant to meet a gruesome end long ago.

So why did someone proclaim such dreadful words to something like him?  it annoyed him to no end,  but he couldn’t find himself growing annoyed with horn herself, just the words.  he takes into account,  that he would do similar actions.  he would prioritize horn and chess above his own life,  the more he thought about it.  he really was contradicting,  ❝     i want you to care,    ❞    he starts,  crossing his arms over his chest,   ❝     i want you to prioritize your own life before you show concern for mine.  your safety is above my own,  understand this.  nothing will happen to you.   ❞     // @queensconquest <3

#° ☩ 、 𝐈𝐍. ¸ there is a heart of a knight inside that body 、a body of a corpse. #° ☩ 、 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 𝐈. ¸ the thirteenth ( seventh ) progenitor. #queensconquest

[mechagrrl]

Kaworu 13th Angel Theory

[SPOILERS FOR EVANGELION 3.33]

I spent a good amount of time trying to understand the reason and meaning behind Kaworu being cast down from being the 1st Angel to the 13th Angel, for the purpose of project of mine. However, from what I understand the meaning behind this and the events surrounding it seem to be something the fandom does not have a lot of understanding of? There wasn’t a lot of information online so I went back to watch Evangelion 3.33 and re-watching that scene, I feel like it all kind of clicked for me and so I would like to share my theory regarding Kaworu, the Thirteenth Angel, and Fourth Impact.

For context, after Evangelion Unit-13 picks up the the Lances of Longinus, the Twelfth Angel is reduced to a core, which Unit 13 promptly eats, triggering the Unit’s awakening and beginning Fourth Impact. After this has happened, Kaworu explains that he, the First Angel, was cast down to the role of the Thirteenth Angel (which we are told at least twice by other characters shouldn’t exist), and that because of this he is the trigger for Fourth Impact. The DSS Choker does not recognize him as an angel until after Unit-13 has awakened and Fourth Impact has begun.

From what I understand, Unit-13 is referred to as one of the surviving Adams (or, in the dub, a ‘straggler Adam’), so it would be reasonable to infer that Unit-13 was built at-least partially from the physical body of one of the Adams; possibly similarly to how Mark.06 was created from an Adam/Lilith-like figure on the Moon by SEELE. (Should be noted that both Mark.06 and Unit-13 are the only Evangelions to have different Entry Plug sound-effects.)

Throughout the battle Kaworu is fixated on the fact that there are two Lances of Longinus instead of one Lance of Longinus and one Spear of Cassius. He pieces together that this new development was deliberately planned by Gendo, and it is through this realization that he understands his fate. So, what is so important about the type of spears being wielded that it seals Kaworu’s fate? From what I understand, there are multiple Lances of Longinus (we see them in the flashback to Second Impact in 2.22) but only one Spear of Cassius. Based on what we know about Neon Genesis Evangelion, where both Adam and Lilith have a Lance of Longinus (albeit only one is seen) we could infer that these weapons belong to the Four Adams and Lilith. Therefore, I would say it would be reasonable to conclude that the multiple Lances of Longinus belong to the Four Adams and the Spear of Cassius belongs to Lilith.

With this understood, this makes it clear that Kaworu’s issue with the spears is that by wielding them, Unit-13 would be performing an Adam-Adam-based Fourth Impact with Kaworu as the trigger (will elaborate on that in a moment), instead of an Adam-Lilith-based Fourth Impact, which I hypothesize would have turned out more like the Impact we see in the End of Evangelion; an Adam-Lilith-based Impact with the capability to restore the world (something Kaworu told Shinji they could do together if they wielded the Lance of Longinus and Spear of Cassius).

At this point, the Adam-based Unit-13 is wielding two Adam-based weapons when the Twelfth Angel turns itself into a bite-sized core that Unit-13 promptly consumes. It is only after this that Unit-13 begins to truly awaken and that the DSS Choker recognizes Kaworu as the Thirteenth Angel. Based on information from Neon Genesis Evangelion, we know that Kaworu has Adam’s soul, and in the original series he was in a sense, literally Adam. Knowing this, it makes sense that he could be considered the First Angel; he carries Adam’s soul and there is no sign that there are other Adams that are not dormant or not within an Evangelion. Therefore, it is my theory that by wielding two Adam-based weapons and obtaining the Fruit of Life from the Twelfth Angel, Unit-13 has reclaimed its role as a fully-awakened Adam, and takes on the role of the First Angel, progenitor of all Angels who came after.

I also believe that through the reclamation of that role, Unit-13 takes the Soul of Adam still residing within Kaworu and demotes him to the role of a regular angel-- thus forcing Kaworu into the role of the Thirteenth Angel (a physical change occurs, as the DSS Choker does not recognize him as an Angel until this development); one not supposed to exist, as this was an event deliberately planned out by Gendo (confirmed by Gendo saying after the fact that Kaworu dying was not SEELE’s plan) against the plans of SEELE (who we know to be following the Dead Sea Scrolls).

Ah! But we aren’t finished yet! We know that part of Gendo’s plan was to kill Kaworu, and that demoting Kaworu to the Thirteenth Angel was part of that plan. With all of the previous information laid out, I feel like this gives an easy explanation for why Kaworu is the trigger for Fourth Impact. By making Kaworu the Thirteenth Angel and positioning him within Unit-13, who is now the new Adam, I believe this would meet the necessary conditions for an Impact to occur-- because as we all know when an Angel ‘makes contact’ with an Adam, that is enough to trigger an Impact. This would explain why Kaworu is able to be used as the trigger for Fourth Impact, as in that moment he is an Angel literally physically within what we understand to be the new Adam.

So, all in all, we end up with the theory that Adam-based Unit-13 wielding Adam-based Lances of Longinus becomes a new Adam and initiates Fourth Impact using Kaworu as an Angel making contact with Adam. To a lesser extent, this may be why such an impact seems to change the nature of the world itself (anyone notice the canyon made of teeth and the giant eye?), much like the Angel-Adam-based Impacts are described to be like. What do you guys think of this theory? I’d love to hear your thoughts.

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[lostsoulaltair]

OnS Theories (17S). Thirteenth Theory - The Real ancestor of all Vampires

Hello everyone, I hope you’re doing well, remember to stay safe and healthy! I hope you have a good day!

This theory will be quite short but, nevertheless, there’s some interesting issues within this.

P.S: Theories exclude ships and remain within a neutral point of view

As many might have guessed, there seems to be quite the hightlight when it comes to the awakening of the Progenitor of all vampires, but why whenever they talk about him it seems like Krul is the most worried among them?

Image taken from Seraph of the End: Vampire Reign - Chapter 99

While it might seem that the First Progenitor is aiming to bring a loved one back, it can be said that it’s highly the opposite, but why?

If many might recall, back in chapter 85 when Krul, Ashera and Noya managed to enter the chambers on which the corpse was residing, they wondered what they’d do; furthermore, in chapter 94, when Ashera went to confess about Yu’s death, the First was aware of everything, the First was aware of who and when they went into the forbidden place they ended up tresspassing. But then, why is it that only Krul fears him and hates him? Is it only because he took her brother?

Image taken from Seraph of the End: Vampire Reign - Chapter 68

The answer to the question is no. But why?

First of all, chapter 68 left us with a big cliffhanger focused on precious information but, the way it abruptly ended, the way it gave a silence before finishing and the words Krul stated as: “I will tell you everything the first did to us” carries a lot of weight; but what kind of weight?

It could be said that, asides from turning them into vampires, and before the First left with Ashera, the First Progenitor did something stricktly to them, within this, it is unknown if Noya was affected as well or not, but nevertheless, Krul Tepes made it sound as if the figure of the First Progenitor that all vampires remember is actually the opposite.

What do I mean? 

If everyone might recall, back when Ashera was a human, Shikama had a different attitude towards him:

Image taken from Seraph of the End: Vampire Reign - Chapter 78

At that time, Shikama was displayed as a merciful charming being, but after Ashera was turned into a vampire, it seemed like a shade of his true colors was shown; but, nevertheless, all vampires seemed to follow him since he was the one that changed their lives, but now, there’s actually something intriguing; what could it be?

Correct. Out of all vampires Krul seems to be distrutful about him; it is as if Krul managed to sense the danger lurking within Shikama ever since they met; and this takes more strength by how Noya, Ashera and Krul herself end up gazing at the discovery they made back in chapter 85:

Image taken from Seraph of the End: Vampire Reign - Chapter 85

It seemed like they were aware the First held down many secrets specially if he didn’t allow them to enter in a special place on which the corpse of his “son” would be, but, within this, the fact that the corpse made its appearance would link exactly to the LNs of Vampire Mikaela on which they stated the angel Mikaela fell down to Earth craving for blood; him being the origin of all vampires.

At the same time, there’s also an irregularity presented despite seeing the coprse, what could it be?

Correct. That despite the corpse being the source of all vampires; thanks to Krul’s actions reflects that the real ancestor of all vampires, the ancestor of their demise and curse is actually Shikama Doji and this is heavily reflected back in chapter 98:

Image taken from Seraph of the End: Vampire Reign - Chapter 98

This only leads to one thing and despite sounding ridiculous, the real ancestor has been no other than Shikama Doji; and the reason he aimed to use Mikaela and Shinoa for his main and absolute goal is to recover something lost but not emotional wise, but rather, something that belonged to him in terms of power.

What do you think guys?

It might seem a silly theory but, I found it interesting that the LNs of Vampire Mikaela always mentioned a being that aimed revenge.

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[qqueenofhades]

Hi, I hope this isnt annoying to ask but w the old guard ive seen a lot of people mixing up catholic and christian when it comes to nicky. when by todays standards theyre not interchangeable as catholic is a specific strain of christianity. i was kinda under the impression the crusades were a purely catholic thing since the pope. is that right or were other christians involved??

Hmm. Just to be clear what you’re asking, are you wondering whether it’s a mistake to use “Catholic” and “Christian” interchangeably when talking about this time period or describing Nicky’s faith? And/or asking for a basic religious primer on medieval Europe and the crusades more generally?

First, it’s not a mistake to use “Catholic” and “Christian” as synonyms during the crusades, especially since a) Catholics are Christians, no matter what the militant Protestant reformers would like you to think, and b) until said Protestant reformation, they were the dominant and almost (but not quite) singular Christian denomination in Western Europe. Our source material for the period doesn’t describe the crusaders as “Catholics,” even if they were; they call them Christians or Franks. (Likewise, the word “Frank,” i.e. “French” was often used to describe Western European crusaders no matter which country they were from, since so many crusaders came from France and that was where the crusades were originally launched, at the council of Clermont in 1095.) To call them “Christians” points us to the fact that the crusades were viewed as a great pan-Christian enterprise, even if the reality was more complicated, and nobody would need to specify “Catholic,” because that was implicit.

In short, medieval Europe had two major strands of Christianity, which developed out of the centuries of arguments over heresy, the contents of the biblical canon, the nature and/or divinity of Christ, their relationship to Judaism, paganism, and other religions of late antiquity, and so forth. Eventually these two competing branches took on geographical, cultural, and linguistic associations: Western (Latin) Catholic Christianity, and Eastern (Greek) Orthodox Christianity. The Great Schism in 1054 split these two rites formally apart, though both of them had at least some thought that the internal divisions in Christianity should be healed and dialogue has continued intermittently even up to the present day (though they’re still not actually reconciled and this seems highly unlikely to ever happen.)

The head of Western Catholic Christianity was (and is) the Pope of Rome, and the head of Eastern Orthodox Christianity was (and is) the Patriarch of Constantinople. Both of these branches of Christianity were involved in launching the crusades. To make a long story short, the Byzantine (Greek) Emperor, Alexios Komnenos, appealed to the Catholic (Latin) pope, Urban II, for help in defending the rights of eastern Christians, territorial incursions against Greek possessions by the Muslims of the Holy Land and North Africa, and the city of Constantinople (and Jerusalem) itself. So although the actual French and Western European participants in the crusades were Catholic, they (originally, at least) joined up with the intention of helping out their Orthodox brethren in the East and “liberating” Jerusalem from the so-called tyranny of Islam. To this end, the accounts of the council of Clermont focused heavily on the brotherhood of western and eastern Christians and the alleged terrible treatment of these Christians by the ruling Islamic caliphate in Jerusalem. At that time, that was the Isma’ili Shia Muslim Fatimids (who had replaced the Sunni Muslim Abbasids in the early 10th century -- there are many names and many dynasties, but yes.)

However, despite this ecumenical start, relations between Western and Eastern Christians started to go bad very quickly over the course of the crusades, indeed within a few short years of Clermont. Alexios Komnenos wanted the crusade leaders to swear loyalty to him and pledge to return formerly Byzantine lands that might be recaptured from the Muslims, and the crusade leaders did not want to do this. There were deep cultural, linguistic, religious, social, and political differences between Greek and Latin Christians, even if they were both technically Christians, and these caused the obvious problems. The Greeks were obviously located in a different part of the world and had a different relationship with their Islamic neighbors (they fought them often, but also traded with them and established diplomatic ties) and this caused constant friction during the crusades, since the Westerners always suspected (not entirely wrongly) that the Greeks were secretly in league with the Turks. Albert of Aachen, writing his Historia Ierosolimitana in the early 12th century, referred to “wicked Christians, that is to say Greeks,” and our primary source for the Second Crusade (1145--49) is Odo of Deuil and his De profectione Ludovici VII in Orientem (Journey of Louis VII to the East.) He spent the entire time grousing about “treacherous Greeks” and blaming them for the crusade’s struggles (though the Second Crusade pretty much sabotaged itself and didn’t need any outside force to blame for its failure). There was some truth to this accusation, since Byzantium was then engaged in a war against Sicily (Louis VII’s ally, though it had its own connections to Muslim culture and indeed had been Muslim before the Normans conquered it in 1061). The Greeks had thus been working with the Muslims to undercut the invasion of Western Europeans into this contested territory, and this was not forgotten or forgiven.

The best-known example of Western-Eastern relations during the crusades going catastrophically awry is in 1204, at the sack of Constantinople as the culmination of the Fourth Crusade. Basically: the crusaders were deeply in debt to the Venetians and had already attacked the Catholic city of Zara (Zadar in Croatia) in hopes of getting some money back, then got involved in the messy politics of the Byzantine succession, went to Constantinople, and eventually outright attacked it, sacked and destroyed the city, and raped and slaughtered its inhabitants. This obviously poisoned the well all but permanently between Latin and Greek Christians (frankly, in my opinion, it’s one of the worst tragedies of history) and Constantinople never regained its former wealth and pre-eminence. It declined until it was captured in 1453 by the Ottoman Turks and Sultan Mehmed II, and has been an Islamic city ever since. (It was renamed Istanbul in 1923, under Mustafa Kemal Ataturk, the “founding father” of modern Turkey.) Obviously, Latin and Greek Christianity still had to work with each other somehow, but the crusades were actually the single biggest factor in driving the two branches further apart, rather than reconciling them.

The words “catholic” and “orthodox” both have connotations of universality, overall correctness, and all-encompassing truth claims. Therefore, in some sense, to a Catholic Christian or an Orthodox Christian, defining themselves as such, with both words, is repetitious; they are Catholic/Orthodox and therefore the correct sort of Christian (even if their theological opponents would disagree). However, historians obviously do use that convention to distinguish them, since the identity is important, and makes a big difference as to what religious landscape an individual is living in. As for heresy, it was an equally complicated subject. Numerous “heretical” (i.e. not mainstream Catholic Christianity) Christian sects existed in Europe for this entire period, most notably the Cathars. (They got their own crusade launched against them, the Albigensian Crusade of 1209--29 in southern France.) The lines between heresy and orthodoxy (small-o orthodoxy meaning in this case, confusingly, Catholic Christianity) could often be blurred, and religious practices were syncretic and constantly influenced each other. A big problem in the Albigensian Crusade was identifying who the heretics actually were; they looked like their Catholic neighbors, they lived in community with them, their friends and family members were Cathar and Catholic alike, both rites were practiced, and plenty of towns were just fine with this hybrid arrangement. Hence it was not as simple as just pointing and going “get those guys,” and indeed, one of the leaders of the Albigensian Crusade, when asked by a knight how to tell them apart, advocated to just kill them all and God would know who the good Catholics were. Welp.

Northern and eastern Europe also remained pagan relatively late into the medieval era (into the 10th and 11th centuries) and the Northern and Baltic Crusades were launched with the aim of converting them to Catholic Christianity. (You will notice that the crusades have a complicated history as both a vehicle of religious warfare and as an attempted theater of conversion.) Heresy was a constant preoccupation of the Catholic popes, especially Innocent III (the progenitor of the Fourth, Albigensian, and Fifth Crusades). Especially in the thirteenth century, splinter religious groups and localized sects of “heresy” were popping up like crazy, and it was a constant point of contention as to how to deal with them, i.e. by force, persuasion, reconciliation, dialogue, etc. No, the medieval Catholic church was not the stereotyped instrument of fear, oppression, and tyranny, and could never enforce its views universally on all of western Europe. Church attendance on the parish level could be so low that in 1215 at the Fourth Lateran Council, Innocent issued an order requiring Christians to take communion at least once a year. So yes. The standard was very far from “everyone believed Catholicism fervently at all times and if they didn’t, they were immediately punished/burned alive.” The idea of burning heretics at the stake wasn’t even introduced until the early fifteenth century, and even then, it required an often-months-long formal church trial and wasn’t just something that the local village priest could hand out on a whim.

There were also monastic orders, and these (at least in Western Europe) were therefore Catholic, but they had different ways of practicing it and what their orders emphasized. The most common order were Benedictines (founded in the 6th century by Saint Benedict), who adhered to the Rule of Saint Benedict, which is still the basis for the following monastic orders. There were also the Cluniacs (founded in 10th-century France at Cluny Abbey) and the Cistercians (founded as rivals to the Cluniacs at the end of the 11th century, also in France). In terms of the crusades, the Cistercians were by far the most involved with/zealously supportive of them (Bernard of Clairvaux was a Cistercian) and took part in directly financing, preaching, and launching the Second, Fourth, and Albigensian Crusades alike. The better-known monastic orders, the Franciscans and Dominicans, weren’t founded until the thirteenth century, on the tail end of the crusades, and didn’t take much direct part in them. The Dominican inquisition, however, took over the business of dealing with the Cathars after the Albigensian Crusade petered out, and their concern was often with heresy thereafter.

Anyway. This has gotten long, as per usual. But I hope this gives you some introductory sense of the religious landscape of medieval Europe, the divisions within Christianity, and the fact that it’s entirely accurate to use “Catholic” and “Christian” interchangeably when discussing Nicky’s crusades-era faith and counterparts. The crusaders themselves did not specify themselves as being Catholic, and the crusades were (at least initially) viewed as a pan-Christian movement, even if eventually fatal tensions with Orthodox Christians left a permanent scar. The idea of identifying the precise denomination of Christianity is also another Protestant Reformation-era innovation, and wasn’t, at least in this case, necessary to do.

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[handeaux]

17 Curious Facts About Cincinnati’s Vine Street

Only Three Streets

According to the 1943 WPA Guide to Cincinnati, old-time thespian Tom Wise claimed there were only three streets worth visiting in America—Broadway in New York, Market Street in San Francisco, and Vine Street in Cincinnati. Mr. Wise was a lifelong comic actor and had appeared in plays across the United States. He trod the boards of Cincinnati theaters from 1890 until just before his death in 1926.

Vine Was West Before It Was Center

Today, Vine Street divides east from west street addresses in Cincinnati. Until 1896, Main Street was the dividing line, so addresses around Vine Street had a “west” prefix. That changed when city council decided to renumber the entire city in 1891. It took years before council backed up the resolution with a budget, but renumbering finally took place. Consequently, post-1896 addresses are often located blocks away from their Pre-1896 locations.

Never Thirsty

According to the WPA Guide, a stretch of Vine Street measuring less than two miles, between McMillan Street and the Ohio River, boasted no fewer than 113 drinking places during the 1890’s. In the block between Twelfth and Thirteenth Streets alone, there were 23 saloons or beer gardens. The roster of celebrated hot spots on Vine Street included the Atlantic Garden, Pacific Gardens, London Concert Hall, Kissel’s Concert Hall, Schickling’s, Schuler’s, Schuman’s, Commodore, Coliseum, Gabriel’s, Weber’s, Wielert’s—a long litany, redolent of amber refreshment.

Exhausting Carrie Nation

It is a matter of legend (the original source has not been identified) that Cincinnati’s Vine Street overcame the anti-booze ardor of temperance firebrand Carrie Nation during her 1901 visit to Cincinnati. Although she spoke to packed houses and toured the local dens of iniquity, she did not smash a single window nor shatter even one barroom mirror. Asked why, Mrs. Nation allegedly replied: "I would have dropped from exhaustion before I had gone a block.”

First Skyscraper

The world’s first concrete skyscraper, the 15-story Ingalls Building, is located on Vine Street. The brick-faced structure was designed by Alfred O. Elzner and George M. Anderson and completed in 1903. Scoffing critics said that any building constructed of concrete poured into molds would topple of its own weight. One Cincinnati editor reportedly stood in front of the building for an entire night, expecting to score a scoop when it collapsed. Engineers agree that this office building can remain standing a long time.

Changing Horses

Statues of two presidents with tragically abbreviated terms grace Piatt Park, located along a stretch of Eighth Street known as Garfield Place. The statue of assassinated James Garfield looks down on Vine Street today, but that was not always the case. Originally, the equestrian statue of William Henry Harrison trotted eastward at Vine Street, while Garfield overlooked Race Street. As the city spruced up for its Bicentennial in 1988, Garfield took Harrison’s spot on Vine street, and Harrison marched west to the Elm Street end of the park.

Freaks And Geeks

Human oddities such as Jo Jo the Dogfaced Boy, the Wild Man of Afghanistan, Big Winny the Fat Lady, a convention of tattooed men and women and “Plutano” and “Waino” from the forests of Borneo were among the huge draws at the Vine Street Dime Museum. Located at the southeast corner of Sixth and Vine, the Dime Museum was a curious combination of freak show, art gallery, zoo, vaudeville theater and natural history collection.

Not The Longest

Although Vine Street runs from the Ohio River all the way north to the city limits in Hartwell, it is not Cincinnati’s longest street. River Road, at 11.4 miles is the longest street in Cincinnati, followed by Reading Road at 8.1 miles. Vine Street places third at 7.6 miles, followed by Eastern Avenue at 7.2 miles. Although, if you Google “longest street in Cincinnati,” top results somehow claim it’s Vine.

Cradle Of Chili

The progenitors of the Queen City’s distinctive contribution to American regional cuisine, Cincinnati Chili, was first served by the Kiradjieff brothers, John and Tom, at their delicatessen, 814 Vine Street, in 1922. The deli was eventually renamed Empress Chili after the burlesque theater next door.

Why Short Vine?

Today, Vine Street makes an inexplicable jog eastward just north of Calhoun Street. A few blocks farther north, Vine jumps back westward. The intervening stretch, serving as the Main Street of Corryville, is known as “Short Vine.” Until the mid-1960s, Short Vine was connected directly to Vine at both ends, with the thoroughfare angling eastward from Calhoun. The creation of the University Village Shopping Center lopped off a piece of Vine between Calhoun and Corry streets, taking Short Vine off the main drag.

A Haunted House?

Journalist and author Ambrose Bierce, an Ohio native, published in 1888 a short story titled “A Fruitless Assignment.” The story takes place in 1859 in Cincinnati and describes the supernatural experiences of a reporter for the Cincinnati Commercial, assigned to spend the night in a vacant house on Vine Street. No one has identified a house that may have inspired this tale, and it is assumed that Bierce constructed the tale entirely from his imagination.

The Nasty Corner

Carew Tower occupies a plot of land that was once the most reviled spot in all of Cincinnati. One newspaper claimed pedestrians crossed the street “to avoid its stenches and unwashed loafers.” Owned by heirs of David K. Este, it was known as the “Nasty Corner.” Department store magnate Joseph T. Carew was so disgusted by looking at the squalor from his office window that he bought the corner and built his own skyscraper there.

The Riot Of 1855

Vine Street was the battleground on Election Day in April 1855 as supporters of the anti-immigration Know Nothing party attacked the growing German community in the neighborhood just starting to be known as Over-the-Rhine. A minor tussle between nativists and a German marching band escalated into armed aggression, including cannon fire. The major skirmish centered on barricades the Germans erected on Vine Street at Fourteenth Street. Fighting raged for three days. No accurate count of casualties was ever established.

Sound Familiar?

Folks from Philadelphia claim that Cincinnati stole their scrapple and called it goetta. They have a better claim to our street names. When Israel Ludlow platted the downtown area, Philadelphia was capital of the new country and our largest city, so he named Losantiville’s streets after Philadelphia’s system of “tree” streets crossed by numbered streets. William Penn laid out Philly’s Vine Street in 1682. You will also find Walnut and Race streets in the City of Brotherly Love.

Birth Of The Strip Tease

There is a fair amount of controversy about the origins of that classic burlesque entertainment known as the strip tease. More than one source points to Heuck’s Opera House at the corner of Thirteenth and Vine Streets in Cincinnati as the birthplace of this erotic spectacle, and the birthday sometime in November 1901. Brought to town by Manager James Fennessy to perform the pseudo-Oriental “cooch” dance at Heuck’s, Millie De Leon, known as “The Girl In Blue” discarded her elaborate costume at an after-hours show that shocked the city, but made her career.

Roebling’s Lament

John A. Roebling wanted his suspension bridge to create a grand thoroughfare from Vine Street across the Ohio River to Covington. A powerful lobby of ferry operators stymied his plan. Roebling lamented the lost opportunity until the day he died. “No avenue in any of the large capitals of Europe,” he lamented, “could now compare in beauty of grandeur with that long vista which would be presented by the line of Vine Street on the one side, continued in a straight course by Scott Street on the opposite shore."

Who’s That Old Lady?

When Grady Decamp authored his 1991 history of the Cincinnati Enquirer, he titled it “The Grand Old Lady of Vine Street.” That was a euphemism. Most of the other newspapermen in town (and many of the readers) referred to the graphic-poor, boringly laid-out Enquirer as “The Grey Lady of Vine Street.” Now located on Elm Street, the Enquirer boasted a Vine Street address from 1857 to 1992.

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[yeonchi]

Kisekae Insights #24: GJ Club - how a spinon became a spinoff featuring Kyōya and Kasumi Shinomiya

(Art by 結城辰也)

The Kisekae Insights series has allowed me to bring the spotlight back on Waifu Network animes that I haven’t posted much about in the past due to lack of fanart or lack of interest. Like Hidamari Sketch in the last instalment, GJ Club will be no exception until I continue posting the usual content in my anime posts. Honestly, it was good while it lasted.

While Hidamari Sketch is a fairly popular and notable anime, GJ Club, sadly, isn’t. The anime was adapted from the light novel series written by Shin Araki and it only received one 12-episode season in 2013 and an OVA in 2014. Since it is a slice-of-life series, not much is known about the characters’ histories, which made it very easy to adapt into my personal project. All these factors coinciding with it being the 50th anniversary year of Doctor Who made GJ Club the perfect anime to adapt and expand on.

Background information

For some reason, the light novel has been a bit hard to find. In short, while you are able to read it online, the sources are unfortunately scarce.

From 2013 to 2015, NanoDesu Translations posted translations of the light novel. They published a PDF and EPUB of the first volume (which is available on archive.org) and translated up to Chapter 17 of the second volume. It was then abandoned for two years before Haraguro Scanlations picked it up. As of September 2018, they only finished up to Chapter 3 of the third volume (with the first chapter being translated by Shadowys on Baka-Tsuki) and there are no further updates after that, with the exception of a one-off chapter released in November 2020.

As of August 2021, however, all the original translations by NanoDesu seem to have been deleted from their site. All the translations are available on AsiaNovel, but there are no illustrations because the reader doesn’t seem to support images. If the images weren’t discarded in the code of the novels, then all they would need to do is add support for them and then they would appear.

There are 9 volumes and two special volumes for GJ Club along with 8 volumes and a special volume for its middle school spinoff. It’s honestly telling how popular the series was when the translators have all but abandoned it.

Shin Araki also wrote an additional spinoff to GJ Club, namely GE: Good Eater, and a sequel, namely KB Club. GE is set in a fantasy world with the characters being based off the characters of GJ Club, while KB Club turns everything meta by having both series be the creations of a high school light novel club, with the characters of GJ Club being based off the members of said club, right down to their names. Honestly, I’m not a big fan of that approach given how I’ve adapted GJ Club into my personal project. In the end, I guess we’ll never really know what happens in the novels, but at least we have this.

Watching the anime and listening to the character music was how I first realised that anime was sexist to males because of the female-centric focus in most animes. Kyōya only gets one character song in the series, and even then it’s a duet with Megumi. If that isn’t sexist to you, then I don’t know how I can convince you that a lot of animes are sexist.

In January 2015, I published two posts outlining my idea for an English dub of the series that also fits with GJ Club’s depiction in my personal project. The setting would be changed to London, England, specifically the areas of Chiswick, Ealing and Acton (where their school is located) and the characters would speak with British accents. The images in the original post are dead because I idiotically copied the images from the site instead of saving and reuploading them to the post, but since I’m grubbing for content anyway, I’m going to repost my character details as follows:

Kyōya: The protagonist of the series. When he started Year 10, he was kidnapped by the girls when he walked into an old school building, hoping to find the Culture Club. He moved to London from Manchester just before he started Year 7. His best friend outside the club is someone named Tesshin Yokomizo (横溝徹心) who is a local and not seen in the anime. In the GJ Club, he is nicknamed “Kyoro” and despite his spinelessness, he seems to have talent in dealing with the girls around him. His birthday is December 18. Due to a crisis involving his family during his childhood, he and his sister Kasumi were left in the care of a family guardian just before they moved to London, but she left when Kyōya started Year 10. It might have been that childhood incident that emotionally scarred him and left him spineless…

Mao: The Year 11 president of the GJ Club. Her family is rich and they live in a mansion in Ealing. She has a habit of biting and picking on Kyōya when she is bored or angry. She always reads books and watches shows without kissing scenes.

Shion: The only daughter in her family, Shion is an expert chess player with many brothers, all experts in some kind of activity. She speaks in a Birmingham (Brummie) accent because her mother and a few of her brothers were born in Birmingham. It is unknown if Shion was born in Birmingham herself.

Megumi: The calm and nice middle sister of the Amatsuka family. She likes knitting and she is always seen making tea and cakes in the club room. In the same year level as Kyōya.

Kirara: Born in Swansea, Wales, Kirara is the tallest and strongest member of the club. She speaks English in simple, monotone sentences. Welsh is her first language. Kirara can be seen eating meat, sometimes sharing it with Kyōya, but not with anyone else. She is afraid of spiders and has little tolerance to alcohol.

Tamaki: (voiced by Karen Gillan!) The newest member of the GJ Club when Kyōya becomes a Year 11 student. Like Kyōya, she is kidnapped and forced to join the club. Her nickname is “Tama”. Her family is from Glasgow and they run a Shinto shrine in Acton. She has several younger siblings.

Kasumi: Kyōya’s younger sister, who was born in Manchester. After a visit to the GJ Club, she becomes inspired to start a middle school division when she starts Year 7. She has a brother complex and she mistook Mao for being a primary school student when she met her. Her proficiency in Welsh is better than her brother’s, who can probably speak at a beginner level.

Geraldine: Shortened to “Jill”. She moved to Chiswick from Swansea to be with her sister, Kirara. She first met Kyōya at Ealing Broadway Station when she had difficulty buying a Tube ticket. She didn’t really understand how to use the ticket machine, so Kyōya went to help her. After this, Jill considered Kyōya her “samurai master”. Jill doesn’t speak English fluently, so she relies on her whiteboard to communicate with the others. She is as strong as her sister and she joins Kasumi’s GJ Club when she starts Year 7 in Chiswick.

Seira: The youngest sister of the Amatsuka family. Though she speaks in a typical London accent, she sometimes talks through her cat clip in Received Pronunciation (the Queen’s English/RP) using ventriloquism to state her true feelings to Kyōya, who she has a grudge against.

Mori: The maid of the Amatsuka family. She likes to ride a motorcycle.  A running gag is her twirling before Kyōya much to his pleasure and annoyance to the rest of the club members. Sometimes, her mother takes her place without the family even noticing due to their identical appearance.

Kyōya, Kasumi and Momoka: The Brother, the Child and the Yandere

Normally in previous instalments, I would have described each character separately, but because their backstories are heavily intertwined, I will introduce them all at once in this section. Most of the backstory takes place around the Battle of Koshi Castle in December 2013 and during the Manchester Campaign of 2005-2013, which I have already covered in #15.

When Hiroki Ichigo’s twelfth incarnation was killed at Koshi Castle, he managed to escape in his TARDIS, where he regenerated into his new prototype, namely a four-year-old Kyōya. The TARDIS crashes outside North Manchester General Hospital on 11 December 2005.

Earlier, Hiroki and Akari’s gametes (along with those of Hiroki’s brothers and their families) were taken by Reona Yukawa and placed in the Progenitor so that they could breed super-soldiers out of them. When Takumi Kamijō and Kyōko Sakura manage to escape from their cells (saving Nodoka Manabe and Azusa Nakano in the process), he changes the destination of the baby about to be released into the Progenitor’s time portal. That baby was Kasumi, one of the super-soldiers grown from Hiroki and Akari’s DNA. She ended up at the same hospital as well and was about to be taken home by a couple when Girl Power killed them, resulting in Kasumi being taken by Akari and Shaun.

What remained of Hiroki was contacted by the spirit of Walpurgisnacht. Making a deal with her, Hiroki regenerated into his thirteenth incarnation, the female Momoka Mizutani. No, Momoka is not an OC for GJ Club, but she is based on the character of Apple Lam Chung-yan from the TVB drama A Great Way to Care II, played by Tavia Yeung. Momoka takes Hiroki’s TARDIS and heads to Salford, where with the help of Walpurgisnacht, she establishes a cha chaan teng café in the middle of a trading estate and hires a group of red drone Daleks as her workers, hiding their identities by having them disguise themselves as humans.

Over the next eight years, Momoka gets close to the new Shinomiya family by influencing them through Kyōya’s dreams to come to her café. Eight years later, on 11 December 2013, the Fourth and Fifth Doctors come in with their companions. When the Shinomiya family come in, a confrontation with Ayaka Kikuchi and her army ensues before Momoka transmats the Shinomiya family to a Dalek spaceship, where she prepares to execute them using the Yashio’ori. However, the Yashio’ori is sabotaged by the enemy army so that the laser beam would not charge.

As Ayaka and her army attack the Dalek ship, Momoka uses the Dalek-enhanced machine guns to fend them off. While two Doctors confront the Master, Momoka is killed by Girl Power officers, resulting in Walpurgisnacht taking over her body as she regenerates, maintaining her current appearance. Read #15 to find out what happens after this.

Once the Battle of Koshi Castle and the Manchester Campaign conclude, the Fourth Doctor helps Kyōya and Kasumi move to Chiswick in 2008. Five years later, the events of the GJ Club anime take place. During his time in Chiswick, Kyōya gets a job at the post office there and later, studies a double degree in Japanese Studies and Politics at SOAS in the University of London while also learning Cantonese, Mandarin and Welsh in weekend and evening courses (apparently he also wanted to learn Taiwanese but they weren’t running any courses, but that’s alright, he can always learn it somewhere else, which he presumably did).

On a side note, I volunteered myself to be Kyōya’s English voice actor, so I’ve practiced my Mancunian accent by watching actors like Christopher Eccleston, Stephen Tompkinson, Karl Pilkington and maybe a bit of Peter Kay as well. The only problem was that I’m not even sure that my accent is even Manc because I can’t tell if I’m getting it wrong and sounding like someone from Liverpool, Yorkshire, Newcastle or even Scotland. Oh well, that’s what happens when you really get into things.

I don’t buy expansion packs, I make my own (budget allowing)

So as I said, GJ Club only got one season and an OVA to go with it. Do Kyōya and the GJ Club make further appearances in the series? You bet your ass they do.

After being absent for much of the Next Gen Series in 2014, Kyōya and Kasumi receive a letter from their aunt, Narutaki, asking to meet in Hong Kong after their mother, Akari, went missing following the Siege of Ōsaka, only to be followed by Mao and the rest of the GJ Club, who learnt where he was going and managed to get on the same flight as them.

Narutaki, who had taken her Girl Power friends and established a rogue faction separate from the main group, takes the GJ Club to Nijō Castle, where she explains the background behind the Manchester Campaign and the events of Series 8 and 9. Soon after, Girl Power’s commander, Daniel, sends his brother, Nathan, out to find Narutaki. Kyōya tries to contact Hiroki, but he is unable to get through to him. Luckily, the TARDIS arrives and the Doctor and Hiroki help Angela and the others repel the attacking Girl Power forces. Some more things happen and by the end of the story, we learn that Kyōya and Mao are dating.

That Christmas, Kyōya and Kasumi head up to Manchester, but the Doctor briefly takes them and their friends back to Hong Kong for a picnic with Hiroki and the rest of the Zhuge family.

A few years later in 2018, the GJ Club and Momoka get a cameo at the start and end of the Gokaiger TV movie special. By this point in time, Momoka’s café in Manchester has expanded to many other branches around the UK and in Hong Kong.

The next year in 2019, Kyōya, Kasumi, Mao and Megumi are featured in a four-part adventure in Soulbound Series 3, helping the cast solve the mystery of Parker’s past and Shinbu’s origins. Two years after in 2021, Kyōya and Kasumi move to Hong Kong (along with the GJ Club) and join the Superhero Project as the new ShinkenRed and ZyuohTiger. You’d think Kyōya would be against violence given his harmless tendencies, but I suppose his character has developed over the years despite having abandonment issues.

So this has been the involvement of GJ Club in my personal project. It’s a shame the series wasn’t more popular or it could have gotten a second season, a manga, more (and frequent) translations of the light novel or hell, even a licenced release. This series is just like Sea Princesses in how popular it was, but despite the number of episodes the anime got, at least Shin Araki hasn’t abandoned the series (by putting it in a spinoff no less) unlike Fabio Yabu, who hasn’t made anything new for Sea Princesses since 2010 after getting more animated episodes than GJ Club did. On the other hand though, neglected series with little material has been good development fodder for my personal project as it allowed me to bring awareness to the existence of those series while also developing backstories and afterstories for them.

#kisekae insights #gj club #doctor who

[stormcloudrising]

Hello! This part about the coincidences was surprising to say the least. Any chance that the "stealing" is symbolic and not literal? I mean, Jon says to Ygritte "I didn't steal you" and to Val "I won't steal you", so I guess there will be a third time when he really steals someone. Yet I don't see Jon leaving the Wall. Instead I see Sansa "stealing" Jon. Could this be reversed, as in S stealing J from death (?), seducing him somehow? Hellen "stole" Pares and was stolen in turn.

Hi Nonny,

Thanks for reading!

The stealing is most definitely symbolic but it has literal implication. Do I think that Jon will abduct Sansa? No! Do I think that they will reunite in the Vale and head to the North, the symbolic underworld together? Yes!

I know that many fans think that Sansa is the girl in grey and they will reunite at the Wall but I don’t.  Sansa being the girl in grey would be one trick too many in my book and I don’t think that the textural clues point to her going to the Wall the way they point to Jon heading to the Vale.

First, the girl in grey was thought to be Arya. We the reader knew that it was not but Jon didn’t. Then Alys Karstark showed up and he thought she was the one that Melisandre saw in her vision. Stannis now thinks that’s Jeyne is Arya and he’s sent her to Jon at the Wall.  I don’t think George’s writing style leads to him putting a rabbit in that particular hat for a 4th time.

Sansa as the girl in grey worked on the show because they eliminated practically all her Vale arc and gave her Jeyne’s instead. They also eliminated Alys arc at the Wall and her marriage to Sigorn.  In the books, Sansa’s arc in the Vale will take almost the entirety of TWOW to play out.  And if George sticks to his plan of two remaining books, there is just no time for an arc of Sansa at the Wall.

Martin has put too much effort into making Sansa the symbolic Persephone and including so many aspects of her myth in his tale such as the Underworld and symbolic Styx River; the jonquil flower; pomegranates; honey and bees; and finally placing her in a Vale for  him to not include the most important part of the myth, Persephone’s abduction by Hades, the Lord of the Underworld. Also, don’t forget that Petyr absconded with her “to” the Vale and so her true “abduction” which must be “from” the Vale in order to echo the Hades/Persephone myth has not yet occurred.

I discussed some of the clues that point to Jon being in the Vale in previous essays including Dawn stealing into Sansa’s garden, The Bear and the Maiden Fair; Griff the Goat; a Ghost wolf as big as mountains; Shadrach, melees and a bag of dragon;  and of course the fact that the Tourney of the Winged Knights seems to be a reenactment of the Tourney of Harrenhal...down to the inclusion Harry the Heir as the stand-in for Robert. Who will play the role of Rhaegar, the dragon prince if not Jon?

I think that Jon has to be the one to “steal” her and not the reverse to truly echo the Hades/Persephone myth. However, the second part of your question is an interesting one because in Part 3 of my Of Sansa Stark and Alayne Stone series, I speculated that while Sansa and Jon will physically reunite in the Vale, they could first encounter each other in the Net prior and she may possibly have a role to play in his return.

Finally, if the Night King was a Stark, as Jonquil/corpse queen was the female progenitor, he was her male counterpart. It would also make him the symbolic Lord of the northern underworld. Remember what Old Nan told Bran about the legend.

As the sun began to set the shadows of the towers lengthened and the wind blew harder, sending gusts of dry dead leaves rattling through the yards. The gathering gloom put Bran in mind of another of Old Nan's stories, the tale of Night's King. He had been the thirteenth man to lead the Night's Watch, she said; a warrior who knew no fear. "And that was the fault in him," she would add, "for all men must know fear." A woman was his downfall; a woman glimpsed from atop the Wall, with skin as white as the moon and eyes like blue stars. Fearing nothing, he chased her and caught her and loved her, though her skin was cold as ice, and when he gave his seed to her he gave his soul as well.

A Storm of Swords - Bran IV

“He chased her and he caught her.” That also echoes the myth of Hades and Persephone.

Thanks for reading. Here are links to some of the essays I mentioned above.

The Bear and the Maiden Fair

Waking in a Winter Wonderland

Do Direwolves Dream of the Weirwood Net

Of Sansa Stark and Alayne Stone

[ask-the-party-god]

The Birthday - Part 1

DAVE: and its like

DAVE: sure you know whatever fuck it

KARKAT: …

DAVE: im too deep and invested in this fucking story already

DAVE: if attila the hun can be santa i guess she can also be the reincarnation of an alien god with yaoi hands

DAVE: what do i even know

KANAYA: (How Did This Conversation Devolve Into This Again Dear)

ROSE: (I have no idea, but I’ve counted seven tangents from the original conversation topic already, and I’m expecting it all to come back to the start in another four, give or take.)

 The Thirteenth of April. An Earth-wide celebrated holiday, the day of Creation, the day the Creators returned and graced the inhabitants of the world they made with their presence, the day they descended to stay, and live among mortals. The day you won the game, and claimed the Ultimate Reward, as rulers of a new reality.

To be completely honest, you never really jelled with the grandiose vibe of this holiday.

ROXY: and she was like, ‘ur an outlaw of gender’ and im like oh my fuckin god thats the BEST thing anyone has ever done w/ my title <3 im savin that one

DIRK: Fitting, for sure.

DIRK: I recall a similar experience in the past with my own Mythological Role.

CALLIOPE: i believe that was a conversation we had, in fact! ^u^

DIRK: Yeah. Prince of Heart, Destroyer of Souls. That was a rather enlightening talk. You can probably twist these nonsense names to mean whatever badass or stupid thing you want them to.

JAKE: Well you sure make it sound easier than it actually is! Why *page* and *hope* are already kind of a doozy on their own let alone twisting their meaning in a humorous or intriguing way.

ROXY: aw jakey im sure we can work w/ that

ROXY: specially given the uh page duds

ROXY: like ur the sexy robin of glowy bullshit

DIRK: Oh my god.

ROXY: a saucy and sparkly peter pan

JAKE: Hmm…

ROXY: THE HIMBO OF ASS fuckin got it B)

CALLIOPE: roxy please i’m trying to politely hold my laUghter, bUt yoU’re making it very difficult!

JAKE: Theres that word again! Jasprose has been calling me that but despite knowing my fair share of obscure slang

ROXY: (lmao)

JAKE: I havent been privy to this ones meaning yet!

ROXY: not so fun bein on the receivin end of weird-ass words huh jake

JAKE: So…

JAKE: What DO you mean im a himbo exactly?

DIRK: …

 Your name is Jade Harley, and to be honest, you don’t really care about the Day of Creation. But then again, you’re also privileged enough to BE one of the Creators. No, the Thirteenth of April is a much more private and personal day for you and your group of friends. The birthday of Jane Crocker, your ectobiological progenitor, but most importantly, at least in your eyes, the birthday of John Egbert.

God, you love your ecto-sibling so much.

Over a decade ago, back on your island, you fantasized about the things you would show to your friends once you entered the Game, the fated Session you’d seen in your dreams, night after night. John, out of all of them, was always the closest to you, asleep just a short trip over from your own tower, having awful nightmares. Haunted by that which was yet to come. You tried to help him wake up for years.

And then, when he finally did, your Dreamself was gone.

Barely any time to have fun, barely any fun to be had in the first place. And once the Scratch erased everything, and you brought the Session along with you, it felt as thought those dreams may become a reality, that you would, at long last, have one of your closest friends in the whole wide world there, able to hang out with you.

Well, you suppose at least one iteration of you DID enjoy a three year journey alongside John and Davesprite. You really wonder how different your trip would have been if you had your friends with you.

 JASPROSESPRITE^2: So what’s it gonna be, sweet buns?

JASPROSESPRITE^2: Got a wish in mind already?

JASPROSESPRITE^2: Better be careful what you think of, or it may become a reality right in front of your very eyes. ;3

JANE: Oh Jaspie, please…

JANE: We’re in the middle of a party, can’t you control yourself just a teensy tiny bit?

JASPROSESPRITE^2: You and I both know the answer to that question already, mrrow~.

 It’s okay though. You’ve put it all behind by now. You won the game, and John was back. All of your original friend group made it, crossed the threshold, and became the Gods of this new world. And it has been fun! It really has been so much fun, you’ve met so many different people, and you have discovered so many different things about yourself!

But not everyone is as eager and excited as you are.

You really don’t know what goes through his mind most of the time, but you know John is not doing so fresh. After going through so much, after thinking you would never see him again for three long years… Despite him being alive, it’s not like you have seen that much of him lately either way.

“not today”, “i’m feeling a bit off, sorry!”, excuses, all of them, but you want to respect his… You don’t even know, honestly. His privacy? His desire to mope around all day? Ugh. But you simply couldn’t handle him being holed up and alone in his Birthday of all days. It took a while to convince him, but you did it. And it has been…

 JOHN: …eally fun.

JADE: huh?

JOHN: i said this has been fun!

JOHN: i’m… sorry i haven’t been THERE too much lately, jade.

JOHN: but i’m glad i listened to you.

JOHN: it’s been waaaay too long since the last time i hung out with all of you guys.

JOHN: i…

JOHN: i missed this.

JOHN: thank you.

JADE: :’D

JADE: awww, cmere you adorable little sweetie!

 Your arm curls around his back, hand pressed to that messy mane of his, longer than you remember him having let it grow before. There’s an almost… Nostalgic longing in those bright blue eyes of his, and you can’t help but wonder if there isn’t something else he’s missing today.

…

Not like you can do much about it. The party is just getting started, and you intend to make the best of every second. Here, today. With your friends and family.

#homestuck #fanfiction #fanart #413 #homestuck day #jade harley #john egbert #dave strider #karkat vantas #rose lalonde #kanaya maryam #roxy lalonde #dirk strider #jake english #calliope #jane crocker #jasprosesprite^2 #my art #party god #timeline shenanigans #the birthday

[restitutiopax]

Spark Types (of the Uniend Cluster)

     Given that all of these are based on the Covenant Thirteen, rather than the Multiversal Thirteen, consider this to be applicable to any universal stream where said Thirteen are in use. And, obvs, this ain’t canon, but feel free to use it and adapt it as you like or as it suits.

                            To Start:

Sparks, the very core of a Cybertronian, are primarily composed of light. They give a Transformer life, soul, and often personality; and, while most are unable to survive outside the body for any length of time, a few are even immortal and capable of traversing space without a body for eons. 

      Sparks, for the purpose of this article, can be broken down into these parts: a Corona, also known as a EM Field, that encircles the Spark and Body with some level of distance; a Photosphere, the light that defines a Spark; and a Core, the Photonic shard that roots their Light to the Material Plain. Also of note is a Cybertronian’s Innermost Energon, which keeps the Spark fueled.    

      As far as the Uniend Cluster is concerned, no unaffiliated Spark is purple. And, if one does appear (which can happen), they’re typically snuffed out before they make it to a body. 

      Similarly, no Spark is a ‘dark’ shade (deep navy, mahogany, etc), but the intensity of their light can make something appear to be darker than it actually is.

                             Types: 

      Prima: The Spark of an Attacker. These Sparks are a harsh gold, heavy in all ways but not dense. These Sparks like to be Primes and, when not being Leaders, they can take a lot of damage in preparation for becoming a Leader. These Sparks are almost always sphere-like, as if the concept of being unique or different was an affront to their very being. 

      Vector: The Spark of a Defender. These Sparks are thin-Cored, with a dense Photosphere and a twirling Corona. These Sparks can vary between a soft gold to a gentle magenta, or sometimes both in spiral-patterns. Oddly enough, these Sparks are completely immune to the effects of long-term Space-Bridge usage, and are less likely to succumb to Space Madness.  

      Trion: The Spark of a Scholar. This Spark tends to have a larger and more detailed Core, but a lighter Photosphere and a complicated Corona. Most are a soft magenta pink. When removed from a body, these Sparks are more likely to recall their memories upon being transplanted; this is often attributed to their unique Photonic Crystals. 

      Solus: The Spark of a Maker. This is the Spark of architects, weapon-masters, and those who know better than to experiment past their limits. These Sparks have a typical Core, light Photosphere, and tight Corona. Their colouration is often a sharp, steely blue. 

      Micronus: The Spark of all Minicons. This Spark is dense, with a large Core and a compacted Photosphere, but the Corona tends to be rather small. Mint colouration is common. They’re capable of storing great amounts of energy in their Spark, which allows them to enhance their partners. In the Uniend cluster, Twins are very common from this Spark Type.

      Alchemist: The Spark of Students. This Spark tends to be blue, often varying between soft and brilliant, uniformly light in all ways. These Sparks are so light that, supposedly, they’ve been found wandering outside of the body, floating amongst materials and others. These Sparks have the highest tolerance for High-Grade.

      Nexus: The Spark of a Combiner. While Combiners can be made of non-Nexus Sparks, having a Nexus Spark involved makes the process far easier and far more comfortable. These Sparks tend to be an almost-white shade of Gold, with a dense Core, varied Photosphere, and short-range Corona. 

      Onyx: The Spark of a Beast Former. Despite the name, this Spark appears in non-beastformers. This is a typical Core and foggy Photosphere, with a large Corona attributed to the Predacon Empire’s success in communication. Uniquely enough, this Spark tends to be split in colour; the colours are always complimentary. 

      Amalgamous: The Shifter, and rarest of all the Spark-Types. The only definer in this type is the latticework of their Spark’s energy; they can be any colour, any density, and any frame-type. Transformers who were built with multiple alternative modes are often this typing and, typically, they can sustain multiple modes without a modifier.

      Quintus: The Spark of Dreamers. Supposedly, those of this Typing have the most vivid of dreams, bordering on out-of-body experiences; but, quite frankly, this is usually just because this Type in inclined towards drinking practically anything put in front of them simply because of their curiosity. These Sparks like to be a sharp green, with swirls of silver. Heavy Cores, wavy Photospheres, and absolutely enormous Coronas are quite common.

      Maximo: The Spark of a Silvertongue. They’re a soft red to uncomfortable green Spark, with delicate Cores, brilliant Photospheres, and dense Coronas. These Sparks are almost always Seekers (leading to an unfortunate reputation, even if entirely fair at times), and are thus a common sight in Vos. Otherwise, they’re quite rare.

      Megatronus: A common Spark, especially in Kaon. Well known for being as brilliantly red as rust, these Sparks tend to have dense Cores, dense Photospheres, and brittle Coronas. They tend to be rather large as well, even in Minibots or those teeny-tiny hand-sized bots that occasionally pop out of the Well.

      Arisen: Otherwise known as a Thirteenth Spark. These are amongst the most common Spark-types and, similarly, are amongst the most varied. Their defining feature is the holographic tones in their dense Photosphere, seemly reflective of anyone around them. Like the prior Typing, these like to be strangely large for the size of the body often attached to them.

                            Modifiers: 

Sparks, in addition, often have Modifiers in addition to their base Typing. These can stack.   

       Point One Percenters: The biggest of the big and the best of the best. These Sparks have enormous output, typically being so dense that they’re nearly physical. Prolonged exposure to one of these can make those who lack this Modifier very sick.

       Bonding: The act of merging one’s Spark, sometimes in a semi-permanent state, can affect their Spark quite dearly. In cases where mass or density is unequal between the Sparks, they’ll trade out and become almost identical (pardoning their Core). This includes colour, which, instead of mixing perfectly, will often just swirl about.

       Innermost Energon Transfusions: Similar to bonding, removing and replacing someone’s Innermost Energon may cause the colour of the donor’s Spark to swirl through the patient’s Spark. This is usually temporary. 

       Afflicted: Otherwise known as Corruption. Upon being exposed to Dark Energon, or any Angolmois in general, Sparks will slowly require more and more energy to function. Mass will gather around their Photonic Core, like Energon crystallizing, and rust will slowly infect more and more of the body. After enough time, the host’s Spark will suddenly fade, before the gathered mass restarts and resets the Spark itself. Some medics call this fully Afflicted Spark an ‘Anti-Spark,’ which sounds way dumber than it actually is.

       Age: Sparks will naturally lighten in density and fade in brilliance as they spend more and more time away from the Allspark. Rumor goes that annual trips to the Well ‘can brighten and lengthen one’s life,’ but that’s a load of hogwash. The dimming of age actually doesn’t affect one’s lifespan, beyond their Photonic Core becoming steadily more and more brittle. 

      Robot Babies: There’s probably a system of dominant Sparks and regressive Sparks that decides what your weird little parasite robot baby gets, but good luck figuring it out. 

      Shapes!: Not so much a modifier like the others, but Sparks can come in all sorts of shapes and sizes. Spheres and blobs are amongst the most common, but galactic shapes such as spirals and twirls have been recorded. One unfortunate, non-affiliated Decepticon even had a core shaped like Primus’ Cog!

      Throwbacks: Certain Sparks exhibit perfect confirmation to their typing, plus an outlier ability expected of that type, and define the Spark as a Throwback. That means that Spark resembles that of the Prime it’s based off of that it’s believed the Spark is a direct descendant of that mechanical. A good example of this would Orion Pax being a throwback to Arisen. 

                            Others:

While not technically Sparks in their own right, these particular congregations of energy are either very similar to Sparks or formed the basis for Sparks. 

       Primus: The progenitor of Sparks, Primus’ Spark forms the basis for all of his children. Other than his Core, which is a massive Photonic Crystal that splinters and reincorporates those who come to and from, his Spark is quite light.

       Unicron: And, in opposite, Unicron’s ‘Spark’ (sometimes called an Anti-Spark, othertimes simply as a Core) is dense enough that humans confused it for a giant, molten iron ball.The exact makeup is unknown, what with no good scientist wanting to get near that nonsense, but it seems capable of splintering like his Brother’s. 

       Humanity: Analogous to a Soul, a human’s brain puts out similar enough wavelengths that it can actually survive in a Transformer body for a while, and can interface with certain artefacts. Too long of the former can drive a human mad tho’.

                            In Conclusion:

This would get way more complicated if you incorporated IDW1′s Spark Typings, because it would probably stack until it’s as complicated as human genealogy. 

#text #headcanons; #aka this thing got steadily sassier and sassier as it went on #anyway #have fun figuring out ya'lls Spark Typing