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cesarrrio · 1 month

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Kane my beloved

#alien 1979 #alien #thomas kane #kane alien #him!#my art #art

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oldschoolfrp · 1 year

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The city of Ravens Bluff condemns indigent debtors to a workhouse called "The Shrine of Honest Toil." The corrupt overseer Brockborten styles himself "Priest." He takes every opportunity to fine those he wants to keep trapped under his control, while selling out others to local crime lords. (From AD&D feature "The Living City: Shrine of Honest Toil" by Thomas Kane, Polyhedron 55, RPGA/TSR, Sept/Oct 1990) Looks like a Jim Holloway illus. -- He provided most of the interior art in this issue, but only cover artist Clyde Caldwell received credit by name.

#D&D #Dungeons & Dragons #Jim Holloway #AD&D #The Living City #Ravens Bluff #Polyhedron magazine #The Shrine of Honest Toil #dnd #Thomas Kane #back to the mines #mine #breaking rocks #Dungeons and Dragons #RPGA #TSR

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doobs · 4 months

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Can we have more Ash quotes? Or just ust Ash in general. I love the little milk bastard.

OKAY SO I HAVE A REALLY GOOD IDEA

Y'all can send in asks to the Nostromo crew (specifically or in general/to all of them) AND I SHALL RESPOND IN CHARACTER

What do we think?

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Ash: Ripley, do you... have feelings for me?

Ripley: Yes.

Ash: 🤩

Ripley: Anger.

sad ash

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Lambert: What do you guys do when you're stressed?

Ripley: Calm down.

Brett: Sleep.

Kane: Get myself into more stress, so the first reason for my stress cancels out.

Ash: I don't.

(Ripley, internally: that's kinda suspish)

ripley's so on top of these things. clever girl (yes this is a jurassic park reference)

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Lambert: You read my diary?!

Ash: At first I did not know it was your diary. I thought it was a very sad handwritten book.

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Sorry there weren't many. Felt kinda tired haha. Hope you enjoyed!

#alien 1979 #alien #alien movie #xenomorph #science officer ash #samuel brett #thomas kane #joan lambert #ellen ripley #incorrect quotes #sigourney weaver #ripley #horror

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luthanraels-bignaturals · 4 months

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thinking about how the reveal that ash was a company shill (and also an android) recontextualizes his decision to bring kane onboard.

like, we’re made to think he let the facehugger inside because he was stupidly blinded by his comradery and fear for his coworker, causing him to be short sighted and endanger the entire nostromo. you still side with ripley for being rational and logical, but it’s easy to see that you yourself could do what ash did if someone you cared about was in trouble.

but then we find out, nope. him breaking standard procedure to bring kane onboard was not for kane’s benefit at any point, it was for the company. he was knowingly condemning him to one of the most agonizing and violent fates in movie history. and he had the nerve to call ripley uncaring when she gave him shit for breaking quarentine and endangering the crew. my brother in christ, she wanted a 24 hour quarantine to avoid potentially bringing a parasite onboard, and you prolonged his suffering just so he could be forcibly empregnated then explode from the inside out. so many thoughts about this crew and how evil weyland yutani is

#alien #alien 1979 #ellen ripley #body horror #scifi horror #ash alien #ian holm #weyland yutani #kane alien #thomas kane #nostromo #xenomorph #alien movie

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feebadrawba · 4 months

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what the fuck ever. kane

#art #krita #drawing meme #alien 1979 #thomas kane

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deadpuppetboi · 6 months

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Goretober Day 23: Sacrifice

He had never held a gun before.

Neither had he used it on someone else.

The boy had the weapon in his hand, fingers gripping the handle, and index placed over the trigger.

His father’s words played in his mind, his careful instructions reigning true as he tried to focus on what to do. He kept the barrel away from him, made sure the gun was loaded, and that he kept himself as calm as possible. His tiny body shook as he tried to settle his nerves, his breathing shallow as he mustered up what courage he had left and jumped right out.

Whatever courage the boy had left in his mind had shriveled up and died the moment he saw the man before him.

He remembered something important that stayed with him when he was watching the news the other day.

A news reporter was reporting an incident that had happened, showcasing their shock detailing the events that had taken place. The details were too graphic for a child like him to comprehend, but he had understood every single fact. The blood, the gore, the chaos, and even the destruction all around.

All of it was caused by his older brother, Marcus Kane.

However, whoever or whatever stood far from the child’s sight wouldn’t consider himself as Marcus Kane. Rather, he would prefer the name given to his ice cream truck: Sweet Tooth.

His head was burned with the fires of Hell, his body encased with blood stains and scars alike, his clothing dirtied with his past victims, and his face hidden away with the mask that he carved by hand.

That crazed smile, those red lips, that one red eye, and those puffs of orange hair by the side.

The boy wouldn't look at ice cream the same way again or clowns for that matter. But if he was being honest, he never did like clowns or ice cream for that matter, the cold made his teeth chatter and his gums pulse with sensitivity.

Even as he remembered, he bit his bottom lip to keep himself on his two feet.

But, tonight, he was confident.

He could end this.

All of this.

Just with a pull of a trigger.

The killer before him had stood where he stood, heavy boots brushing the small rocks aside as he turned his head over to the right. His one red eye looked at the young boy, once dull, it widened with shock before it squinted. He looked right at the gun and scoffed, turning his entire body over to look right at the boy, his laughter building up.

“That’s it?”

The boy took his aim and put pressure on his index finger on the trigger. He told himself to take the shot, telling himself that he could make it. He can shoot him right in the head and end all this madness once and for all.

“…”

But he couldn't do it.

Even with all the training his father had taught him, now matter how hard he tried to control his breathing or even how much he tried to pull the trigger he just couldn't do it.

His hands started to shake and Sweet Tooth took notice of it, eyeing the boy and his estranged nature to not pull the trigger. He took one step forward and smiled upon seeing the boy flinch and refocus his aim at him. Once again, fighting with himself to take the shot and end him right here and right now.

But he didn't do it.

The killer clown scoffed.

Typical.

The old bastard taught everything to this brat yet he couldn't teach him the basics of growing a pair to take the shot.

He must've been too damn soft, meanwhile, he wouldn't have hesitated to slap his ass red if he ever failed to smash the spider he found by the kitchen sink.

What has the world gone to?

Sweet Tooth took another step but was stopped by a shout.

“I’ll shoot!”

He just looked at the boy and slowly tilted his head to the side.

“You’ll shoot me?”

The boy gave a firm nod, making the most confident face he could muster before quickly giving up and just frowning.

“You’ll shoot me if I take another step?”

The boy gave another nod, still holding the gun as high as he could, pointing the barrel right at the killer clown. His arms shook with exhaustion yet he kept them up in the air, not willing to put them down and give this maniac the chance to grab at him. Yet the more he held himself off the more anxious he became, his senses dulled as he stood his ground.

He did the same routine as before when the killer took another step, the details of his gruesome work came to light as he did so.

There was blood on his gloves, the insides of a man at the grime of his boots, and the splatter of blood upon his bare skin. Both new and old. But that didn't matter, what did matter was that he was getting closer and the more he got closer the more the boy was struggling to keep his composure.

So, to make it worse, he started talking.

“I'm going to be blunt with you, whatever you do next, I can guarantee you, I’ll make it much worse.” The killer spat, edging closer to the small boy. “It doesn't matter if you make the shot or not, what matters is that if you don't take it right here, right now, you’re going to regret it.”

He stepped closer.

“You can shoot me in my leg, I’ll just dig it right out, and limp to where you stand. You can shoot me in my arm, and I’ll tear it right out and beat you with that arm. You can shoot me right in my head and however long I have left until my brain gives out I’ll rip you limb from limb.”

He overtook the boy, watching as the gun shivered in his grasp.

“You can shoot me right now and miss and I can tell you right now, it’ll be one Hell of a miss. But you have enough bullets, I’m sure of it.”

He leaned forward, red eyes blazing.

“But you and I both know that there's only one bullet in that gun,” he smiled a wicked grin behind his mask, “And if that old bastard taught you anything important, it would be if there was no other option left, the only thing that can save you now is that you point that gun to yourself and take the shot.”

The boy looked at his older brother, the serial killer, the killer clown that stood before him.

He looked at the fires of Hell that danced upon his head, the burning eye that replicated his madness, and his cruel smile that would never fade. He then looked down at the weapon he desperately held in his hands, his white knuckles burning the more he kept his grip on it. And as true as what the monster had said, there was only one bullet left, the rest left over in the haze of needing to run away.

But now this was it, the end of an era, the very pinpoint of a decision that could either save or end his life.

He thought about how far he's come. How much bloodshed and bodies were mutilated to have to get through to end his brother’s reign of evil. How many injuries had to be fixed up in a matter’s moment to go on, resting seemed like a complete joke as that meant anyone could slice your throat at any given moment. And yet, the boy was finally given a choice on whether or not what he was doing was going to change anything.

He was alone, afraid, hungry, and didn't have anyone else to look up to for guidance.

There was only one bullet left…

The boy then pointed the gun, tears in his eyes as he gave his brother one last look of desperation before he pulled the trigger.

A bang was heard and only one body fell to the ground below.

#tw gore #tw blood #tw murder #tw implied death #tw implied sh #tw gun #twisted metal #twisted metal game #sweet tooth #marcus kane #needles kane #charlie kane #child kane #thomas kane #the kane family #goretober #goretober 2023 #my writing

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stormy-skyzzzzzz · 7 days

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the man the myth the legend

(he was gonna straight up shoot a guy)

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incorrectbatfam · 1 month

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How small must the world be for both Bruce and Tim to witness John and Mary Grayson's deaths

Or for 10-year-old Duke to crack the Riddler's puzzle before Batman swoops in and saves the day, long before his powers came into play

Or for Sheila Haywood to leave her son only to end up assisting his killer a decade and a half later

Not to mention the popular fanon concept of Jason knowing baby Damian in the League of Assassins

Now imagine how many other invisible strings could've tied them together

Like what if Tim and Jason went to the same school when Jason was Robin but all they shared was the occasional bump and "excuse me" in the busy halls

Or what if Babs was a tutor and helped an elementary-aged Steph finally understand her homework only for the Browns to cancel after a couple sessions because they couldn't afford it

What if the first person to buy Cass a hot meal was Kate on one of her travels

What if Alfred witnessed young Selina shoplifting groceries but chose to turn a blind eye

What if Jason lived on the same streets as the Row siblings and gave little Harper tips on how to use tools and defend her brother

What if Steph and Duke shared the same school bus, only he sat in the front while she was toward the back

What if the first person to teach Tim how to tie his shoes was Bruce at a gala because Jack and Janet were busy talking to someone important

What if Bette did a DNA test for fun and found a connection in Nanda Parbat but just assumed the results was faulty because she knew her whole family, right?

What if 8-year-old Dick, the day before his parents died, stayed at a cheap hotel near Crime Alley and found 4-year-old Jason wandering alone and said, "I'll be your big brother for tonight"

What if the universe knew they were made for each other and wouldn't rest until they realized it too

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snow-bees · 2 months

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Figuring out how to draw the batfam in my style 🦇🦇🦇

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yuwigqi · 2 months

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Selina becoming Batwoman: Good AU. I like it. Cool.

But there's already a Batwoman.

So when Selina and Bruce marry: Bruce becomes Catman.

The entire Batfamily rebrands.

Dick becomes Calico. The multicolored patterns remind him of the original bright Robin colors.

Kate becomes the Lioness. Bette joins her as Lionette (a play on the word Lionet, a word for a baby lion)

Cass becomes the Black Panther. No ones sure how but she gets even more stealthy.

Tim becomes the Abyssian. (Reference to the Brown Color, like the Drake suit, and how they're supposedly the smartest breed of domestic cat)

Jason becomes the Blue Tiger. It's a cryptid, and no one's sure it ever existed, much like how no one's sure how Jason came back to life. There's some mythology to it, which I think ties in to Jason having some magic.

Damian becomes Leopard. The perfect predator, an opportunistic hunter that strikes from the shadows. (Plus they look like kitties...)

Babs becomes the Catseye. She sees everything, in an almost supernatural way, to outsiders.

Duke becomes Snow Leopard. 1. It's a Leopard, signifying his love for Robin in the first place. And the bright white is similar to his bright yellow, both a juxtaposition to the Batfam (Catfam)'s darkness. It also stands out in another way. Snow Leopards live in the icy tundra, much different than the greenery and savannas of other big cats. Similar to Duke's powers being a stark contrast.

Steph becomes the Pink Panther, but still wears Purple. She pretends she thinks its pink. Just to be silly, and annoy goons.

#Stephanie Brown #Barbara Gordon #Selina Kyle #Duke Thomas #Bruce Wayne #Bette Kane #Kate Kane #Damian Wayne #Dick Grayson #Jason Todd #Tim Drake #Catwoman #If anyone has ideas for Luke or Harper please add I couldn't think of anything for them #Batfam

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yesiknowimshort · 2 months

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the batfam is split into three different categories:

the people who tan extremely well, the people who do not, and those who roast.

people who tan extremely well, never burn, tan lasts forever:

dick, jason, damian, duke

people who neither darken nor burn:

cass

people who burn just thinking of the sun, can’t tan to save their life:

TIM, steph, kate, BRUCE, barbra

#dc comics #batfam #tim drake #batfamily #batboys #red robin #jason todd #batman #dick grayson #damian wayne #cassandra cain #barbra gordon #kate kane #bruce wayne #batwoman #nightwing #duke thomas #the signal #robin

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bibibusinessman · 3 months

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#batfamily #batman #dick grayson #jason todd #batdad #cassandra cain #duke thomas #kate kane #stephanie brown #tim drake #damian wayne #bat family

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doobs · 4 months

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What bands/genre of music do you think each of the Nostromo crewmembers listen to?

Okay I love this ask. A lot. I love this question!!!

If you guys have other thoughts feel free to reply! I'd love to know what you all have to think!

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Ash: Classical

Okay, for Ash I wasn't too sure, but then I was thinking about Walter/David (I forget which one) in Prometheus or Alien: Covenant, point is it was one of them, and they liked classical music. I figured it must be an android thing right? And so I thought, Bishop and Call would totally like classical music. For sure. Right? Anyway, I think for Ash I'll have to go with classical music. It kinda matches his whole vibe of admiring purity and all that, I think classical is a very 'pure' genre if that makes sense.

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Brett: Reggae

Brett is such a chill guy. I had a few ideas for him, right, maybe he listens to blues? I thought that was a good idea. But then I had this super awesome memory that he wears a Hawaiian shirt. MY MAN TOTALLY LISTENS TO REGGAE. C'mon. He totally vibes to reggae music, he's just that guy. In a good way.

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Dallas: Rock n' Roll or Jazz. Not sure.

At first I didn't really know. Right now I'm thinking about it haha. So, I'm thinking, he doesn't really show his emotions, even in the vents (I think?) when trying to hunt the alien all he said was 'get me the hell outta here' he wasn't really showing that much. So maybe he's a rock n' roll or heavy metal sorta guy? Usually people who like those genres are the quietest. But then I'm like... Dallas is totally a jazz guy! I just can't explain it. I dunno. Help me decide haha.

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Kane: 70s

Kane is such a mellow fellow. Those two words specifically. I feel like Kane would enjoy drinking a cup of coffee while listening to 70s music. He's a David Bowie guy. 100%. Well, at least I think so? Haha. Maybe he'd listen to Fleetwood Mac too.

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Lambert: Country

This wasn't hard for me. Personally I wouldn't have picked this for her, but LOOK AT HER BOOTS. Look at them. They're cowboy boots. Let's all think about that. Yes? Yes. And I know that people are all 'just because you wear cowboy boots doesn't mean you like country music!! 🤬', but golly gee does it increase those chances.

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Parker: Hip hop

My boy Parker 10000% listens to soul, blues, R&B, reggae my boy's a sucker for music of black descent. But his one shining star is definitely hip hop. I know some people are gonna be like 'that's offensive 🤬' but c'mon now. C'mon. Parker is like the most black black guy we know. Not even Apone in Aliens was on his level. I actually think it's fantastic. Unapologetically true to himself! But I do think he'd like hip hop more. Oh and he also tries to convince Brett to listen to something other than reggae but Brett's like nah.

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Ripley: i'm biased so she listens to rock n' roll but also 70s with Kane

Okay so I'm probably very biased (completely biased) because Ripley is my favourite crew member. I love her so much. She's just amazing. ANYWAY- I think Ripley listens to rock n' roll while petting Jonesy. And yes that is my favourite genre but I honestly had no idea with Ripley. Actually I think she listens to 70s music with Kane sometimes. That's cute.

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What did you think? This was stressful making this hahaha.

#alien movie #alien 1979 #alien #xenomorph #nostromo #nostromo crew #ash #samuel brett #arthur dallas #thomas kane #joan lambert #dennis parker #ellen ripley #GOD I LOVE THIS FILM #incorrect quotes #ripley #sigourney weaver

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randombatcharts · 4 months

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I changed it from the original yet again, hope you like my crappy cat drawing added on to it! I hope y’all like it, I meant to post one a few days ago but forgot, so we’re skipping the Christmas one. (Unless I already did and just forgot about it)