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another-clive-blog · 4 months

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I know that I already sent an ask earlier but I haven't decided on a request then. I have an request of a fanfic being about Clive and co hanging out at the bookstore. Like maybe Clive and Luke are looking at some puzzle books together as a way to see who could solve the most.

Thank you so much !! That's such a great idea too !!! The siblings ever ;^;

Alright so this one is longer than usual ! It starts with light-hearted fun, then gets a bit angsty, and then a bit fluffy at the very end. Featuring Clive, Luke and Flora having a puzzle competition and talking a bit about emotions !! (Yes Clive does try. He's less mean here than I usually write him ahah)

It takes place at the library in Chinatown. Layton, Clive, Flora and Luke take a break there before heading to the towering pagoda =)

"This has been nice, but we should go back to our investigation now," Big Luke said politely, although these distractions were starting to be quite the bother. Could you blame him ? All of them were wasting precious time with people and activities that didn't matter, unlike his plan- which was exactly why they should focus on the investigation and quit running around in that stupid library.

"Stop being such a partypooper," Little Luke pouted, "you're giving me a bad name."

Big Luke almost choked. A partypooper ? Him ?? "I beg your pardon ?"

"Well, you're me." Little Luke explained, as if this was somehow the concept Big Luke was failing to grasp.

"That's not-"

"Which means," Little Luke added with a smile, "that I know you love libraries. Because I do ! And the professor said that we could stay here for a few more minutes, so we should take a look and have fun !"

Of course the professor had said so. He was probably busy borrowing hundreds of books he would never be able to return.

Apparently, Little Luke had decided to be annoying today. "Well, that's what I'm gonna do anyway. If you want to stop looking so miserable, you can always join me." He didn't wait for an answer, quickly leaving with a wide grin.

"Wh- miserable ?!" Big Luke- scratch that, Clive was offended. He was not miserable : he was just... standing right outside the store. With his arms crossed. And a frown on his face.

Because they were all annoying !! Not because he was a partypooper. And he would prove it to that brat ! "Alright, you asked for it. Hey Little Luke, I have a fun idea !"

Luke's face brightened with joy when he saw his future self join him among the rows of books. "Yeah ? What is it !"

Oh, Clive would absolutely wipe that excited smile off his face. "Let's see if we can find a book about puzzles. Maybe we could have a competition !"

Luke was practically jumping up and down now. "I'll look in this pile of books !!" He said before immediately diving in.

Wow, the kid was... really into puzzles, uh ? And here Clive thought that he was following the professor around solely for the title of apprentice : maybe there was more to it than a kid trying to feel important.

It- eh, it didn't matter. He was absolutely going to beat the brat at his own game.

Big Luke started looking among the books right in front of him. He didn't know any of these books- he didn't even know if there was a book about puzzles here. He had only supervised the city's construction : he had asked for a library, not what was inside. Who had decided on that ? Dimitri ? The books were mostly about science, so Dimitri probably had-

"What are you looking for ?"

Big Luke almost screamed, but he didn't. He was a twenty three-year-old man, a criminal, a gentleman, and most importantly- he was in a library. "Can't you keep your voice down and behave a little ?!"

Flora giggled. "Oh, I'm sorry. It was just too tempting, but you're right. I shouldn't have surprised you like that."

Clive took a deep breath and pushed away the seven first replies that came to mind. "No, it's quite alright. I'm sorry too. What was your question ?" Big Luke asked with a barely strained smile. Why were they all testing his patience today ? They -purposefully ?- made it incredibly hard to keep up the act.

"It's fine !" Flora smiled. "I was wondering what you were doing. Little Luke seemed very excited, and he only ever acts like this when the professor gives him an especially difficult puzzle."

He... did ? "Uh. We were- we were looking for a book about puzzles. To have a puzzle competition." Big Luke stammered like an idiot. Very uncharacteristic, she was definitely about to call out his bluff now.

"Really ?! Can I join you two ?" Flora's voice was maybe a bit loud, but Clive decided to let it go.

Big Luke smiled serenely. "Sure, why not ! But we have to find that book first."

Flora enthusiastically nodded, a delighted smile on her lips. "I'll go look this way !!" And with that, she left a confused Big Luke behind.

Alright, that was... weird. Either these kids loved puzzles to a concerning amount, or... or what ?

Maybe this was a trap. They were trying to get him to slip up, reveal too much by acting so weird around him. Maybe they were glad he gave them a way to figure out if he really was Luke, because there was no way these kids weren't going to beat him- they were basically fed puzzles since birth. He was going to get absolutely destroyed.

Well, it was too late to back down now. All he could do was try his best at the puzzles and not act suspicious : and if this whole thing turned sour, he could always escape and get to the mecha first. He knew this town better than they did, knew all of its secrets.

Alright, alright, get it together. It didn't have to come to that. Maybe they wouldn't find the book before the break was over. Maybe there wasn't even a book to start with-

"I found it !" Luke yelled from the other side of the story and quickly apologized when gently hushed by Layton, busy reading a huge encyclopedia.

Oh, great.

-_-_-_-

"Yes ! Another win for me !!" Flora celebrated, and Luke shot her a nasty look, trying his hardest not to pout. With this victory, Flora and Little Luke were back to a tie.

And Big Luke was one puzzle behind.

It wasn't catastrophic. His opponents had far more experience and the greatest mentor anyone could have asked for, while Clive had none of that. He was doing pretty well, given the context.

But he needed to do better.

"Alright, that was well played," Little Luke finally smiled. Flora's joy was contagious, and he was having fun anyway. This puzzle competition was a great idea !

"Thank you," Flora said before turning to Big Luke with a grin. "Your turn !! Here is your puzzle, Big Luke..."

Clive frowned, staring at the page. It wasn't an easy one- of course it wasn't. They had deliberately chosen the hardest section of the book, these little brats. 'So that we get a bit of a challenge,' according to them.

Clive was already dealing with far too many challenges- for example, him pretending to be Big Luke. That one was going just great. What were they going to think, if he couldn't solve that puzzle ?

Because he couldn't, despite how much he tried. None of his attempts worked, none of the hints helped. He was going to fail. What should he do now ? Maybe-

Little Luke and Flora shared a concerned glance, before Luke suddenly closed the book.

Big Luke startled, looking at him in confusion. "I wasn't done," he pointed out.

Little Luke didn't say anything, only avoiding his gaze, so Flora did. "You're not having fun," she simply explained.

"What ?" Oh, he was done for. Luke loved puzzles, Luke wouldn't stop a puzzle competition because he wasn't having fun. "Of course I am. I-"

Flora held her hands up, interrupting him. "It's fine ! With Luke, we thought that... erm..."

"You're really struggling," Luke finished. "...It's because of the Professor of the future, isn't it ? You don't like puzzles anymore."

Clive just stared.

"It's hard not to notice differences between you and Little Luke," Flora gently explained. "But you seem... less enthusiastic. About puzzles. And... us, too. So we thought..." She got quieter and quieter, before she stopped speaking entirely.

Something finally clicked in Clive's mind. "Oh no- no no no ! It's not- I'm not- It's okay."

"Is it ?" Little Luke asked in a small voice. "You don't look okay."

"Things have been-"

"Are you okay ?"

Clive fell silent. Why were they asking him that ? They truly believed he was Big Luke, which meant that he didn't matter to them. The narrative here was that they were trying to keep this future from worsening and then they would go back to their own time. Big Luke was supposed to disappear, one way or another.

Maybe... maybe that's what scared them. The idea that things would disappear, that change was unavoidable- that familiar and pleasant things would become a source of pain. It was- it was a lot for a child, Clive realized.

He remembered things being a lot as a child.

"You will be," Clive gently told him.

"You didn't answer," Flora pointed out. Now that he really looked for it, Clive noticed that she sounded quite unhappy too.

They really were worried and scared.

Clive didn't know how to handle this. He wasn't really big on emotions and feelings or whatever, and why would he be ? It's not like stupid Dimitri and him would talk about their lives around a nice cup of tea.

But he couldn't just brush them off. "Listen," he sighed, "I don't know. Things are a bit crazy right now, so it's hard to say. We'll know in a few hours, I guess."

The kids still looked sad, but nodded nonetheless. Great, so his job was done. "How are you two doing ?" Clive asked, for some reason, although he had decided he was done.

Probably to make his whole Big Luke lie more believable.

"I'm... a bit scared," Flora admitted. "Well, not scared- I know the professor will fix everything. But things here are still... concerning. And sad."

Clive nodded before staring at Little Luke : the latter kept his head down. "I'm not scared. We're going to fix everything here."

Well, that sure sounded familiar.

He was supposed to answer, wasn't he ? What would someone who wasn't him say ? "It's... okay to be scared. It's a lot to deal with, and no one expects you to fix it all on your own," Clive said. Constance... used to tell him that. Why was he only remembering these words now ? "But whatever happens, you'll be okay. My life kinda sucks, but yours don't have to. Change the things you can change, learn from people's mistakes, talk to others, I don't know. Just don't let it end that way." Well, that part was not Constance's.

Flora laughed. "You're still very bad at comforting people."

"Hey !"

Clive smiled. "Some things never change."

"I'm very good at comforting people !" Little Luke protested. "I can prove it ! Bring me someone who's feeling bad !!"

"I'm good," Flora said, and she sounded genuinely happier.

"Well, Big Luke ?" Little Luke stared at him. "You did say that your life... uh..."

Clive scoffed. "I'm not asking a 13 years old for advice."

"You're just scared I'll be better than you, again," Little Luke smirked.

Clive crossed his arms, mocking his friend. "No, I'm not. And you know what ? Let's redo this puzzle competition. I'm going to beat you this time."

Flora hesitated. "Are you sure ? The professor-"

"The professor is busy," Clive replied. "What, are you two scared of losing ? That's pathetic, truly-"

Little Luke was already opening the book, looking for a new puzzle. "Alright, but you asked for it. If the professor wants to ground someone, I'm not the one who started this thing." He seemed even more excited than the first time.

"This is so much fun !!" Flora clapped her hands, waiting for the first puzzle.

Surprisingly, Clive found himself agreeing with her.

#Two overwhelmed kids and a traumatized guy walk into a library-#Anyway here you go !! =) I believe you wanted fluff so I tried to do mostly that. But in case there's also angst #I think there is much more to explore about their relationship. Especially the whole Little Luke and Big Luke deal. Lots of potential #I should try to do more stuff about them. I know I want to do more stuff about Clive and everyone but like. Clive and Luke. The brothers <3 #clive dove #luke triton #flora reinhold #professor layton and the unwound future #professor layton and the lost future #unwound future spoilers #lost future spoilers #My writing #Ask

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swagtastic-bougie-pompadour · 4 months

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Chive? And pen?py wh t a br?ry do y 🫵 🫵🫵🫵🫵🍑 🫐🍓 enj o6? Kfla vor s?

-@berryan0n

Clive: Hm... I'm quite simple. An enjoyer of the classic Oran. After all, they're perfect for budding trainers!

Penny: I'm a fan of picking fresh Liechi berries. Super sweet... Not that I wind up having fresh fruit that often.

#pkmn irl #pokeblogging #ask clive #ask penny

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mcskullmun · 2 months

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Tma/Red Valley End!Clive fic that is essentially a rewrite of the end of s3 e5.

Warnings for:

Choking (like a lot of choking)

Lots of yelling/fear

Danger of burning/fire

References to dead people + corpses

The Undead

Enjoy:

The lights in the cryo-nest are blinding, half murmured curses lost to coughing as he’s wrenched from his cryo-pod and shoved back into cryo-hell. Hands are forcing him into the recovery position as sirens blare from all directions.

‘-ve, CLIVE! Is anyone else fucking awake?! Help me!’

‘Pam…’ he mumbles, feeling something cold trickle down his chin, ‘Pam wh- why are you shouting…? Pipe down…’

‘Oh god’ she breathes, and he feels a warm hand lifting his hair from his forehead, ‘Oh fuck you should Not be- you- can you walk? Clive? Please tell me you can walk’

‘Wha- why’re we walking. Wha’s goin on?’

Clive hears retching somewhere close by, and smells smoke.

‘Landry!’ Pamela yells, over the sound of fire, ‘Landry! Get over here I need you!’

‘Pam’ Rebecca calls back, calm but firm, ‘Shelley’s gone, we need to get out of here Right Now!’

Clive opens his eyes to find the blinding light isn’t the LED variety, but intense and burning flame. Pam is crouched over him, eyes wild, hair still damp from her cryo-pod.

‘This isn’t your fucking show, Landry!’ Pam yells into the smoke, gripping Clive’s shoulder, ‘These people are my friends! Get over here and help me!’

Rebecca wades out of the swirling grey, clutching her arm. Her clothes are shredded but her eyes steady,

‘Pam, look- look at me. You’re not thinking straight. She’s dead. And we’re going to be dead too, unless we can get out of here’

Her eyes dart down to Clive, still curled on his side on the floor in a puddle of Cryo-pod fluid, and her face drops,

‘Shit, Pam- he’s DEA-‘

Before she can finish Clive twitches horribly, coughing.

If possible, her face falls further and she drops to one knee beside him,

‘Is he even breathing’ she mutters, not to him but to Pam.

‘Of course he’s breathing, now Help Us!!’

‘Pam he’s-‘ she lets out a shaky breath, ‘…okay. Okay help me get him up’

‘What’s the date?’ Clive mumbles as he’s lifted to his feet.

‘I don’t know’ Rebecca says, distracted.

‘Rebecca. The date, what year is it?’ He insists, staggering out of the cryo-nest amidst cloying smoke with one arm wrapped around Rebecca’s shoulders.

She turns back to Pam, who’s lost in the smoke, ‘Jesus… Pam, I mean it! Let’s go!’

‘The others’ Pamela says softly, hovering in the doorway as Clive and Rebecca shuffle further away.

A moment of eye contact between the two women, before Rebecca turns and keeps moving, ‘We’re Leaving’ she says finally.

‘Okay… okay’ Pamela follows, helping Clive up the ladder.

As he’s manhandled up and out of the burning basement he keeps mumbling, ‘Wh- what’s the hurry? Why are we leaving?’

‘Because I’m not going to die in fucking Connecticut!’ Rebecca hisses, pulling him up and away from the hungry flames and seeking smoke.

They make it out of the house, staggering down a road that is dusty and grim.

Clive can hear Rebecca’s laboured breathing beside him, and there’s something just subtly wrong in it that keeps him from fully taking in the situation.

‘I- Oh fuck’ he keels forward and retches a thin stream of dark liquid onto the tarmac. It glows faintly in the moonlight.

Rebecca stops beside him, and turns back to the burning building that Pamela still hasn’t emerged from,

‘Pam!’ She yells, ‘I’m not coming back for you! What are you doing?’

‘Becky’ Clive says slowly, eyes still trained on the inky black puddle on the ground, ‘What happened?’

‘The fuck should I know’ she snaps, still staring at the flames.

‘How… how long did we sleep?’

‘I don’t know!’ She rounds on him, and freezes.

She’s just staring at him.

He stares back.

She reaches out and touches his arm, both of their eyes following her hand.

The skin of his forearm is mottled and grey-blue, still wet with cryo-protectant.

‘Becky… what- what did they do to me?’ He breathes.

Or…

He’s aware his heart should be going mad right now. What with the adrenaline and the running and the smoke. But it just… isn’t. He puts the back of his hand to his mouth. Nothing. No air. No breath.

‘Oooh god oh shit oh-‘ he watches the world swim around him as his heart fails to go into overdrive and his breathing fails to quicken. It’s the strangest panic attack he’s ever had.

Pamela staggers out of the smoke, eyes streaming,

‘I had to check the computer before… had to know’ she chokes out.

‘How long was it, Pam?’ Rebecca says evenly, hiding Clive’s kneeling body with her own.

‘20 years… 4 months… 9 days…’

‘What?!’ Clive splutters.

Pamela responds softly, ‘It’s 2064’

‘Ffffffffuck!’ Rebecca yells into the night.

‘That’s a long way off a thousand years Pam!’ Clive shouts, but it sounds distant to him.

‘I know, I’m sorry’ she says helplessly.

‘Wel- well maybe… maybe… maybe we can go back in-‘ maybe this isn’t real. Maybe it’s all some horrible nightmare.

‘No one’s going back in there’ Rebecca says firmly.

‘No no no please’ Clive mutters, ‘lets just wait and see. I’m sure it’s just a hiccu-‘

An explosion rocks the house as flames erupt from every opening, windows, doors, vents, and masonry and roof tiles crumble and fall.

Eventually the explosion dies down enough for them to speak.

Clive looks up. And sees two people staring down at him in horror.

‘Tell me’ he orders, ‘That this has happened before. Tell me we have a cure for this’

He won’t look at his own hands. Paper thin skin that’s the colour… there’s no other description for it. It’s the colour of a corpse.

‘Clive…’ Pam says slowly, ‘Clive you’re not-‘

‘I’m aware’ he says tersely, ‘I am Intimately Aware of how much I am not breathing in this moment’

Tears are rolling down Pamela’s face, carving lines through the soot-stains.

‘What have you done to me?’ he mutters, finding himself crying also, ‘What the Fuck have you done to me’

There’s nothing here. Just a house. In a field. No bullfrogs croak out in the grasses, which are short and yellow/brown. The only sound is burning.

‘I think… I think it is too late to call an ambulance for Mr Schill’ Rebecca says, with a hint of hysteria.

#red valley fanfic #red valley spoilers #red valley #tma #the magnus archives #clive schill #choking #corpses #tw choking #tw corpse #the undead #end!avatar #end!clive schill

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reining-disaster · 7 months

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Starter with @taleswritten for Clive

It had been a few days since Rein had gotten off the Nautiloid. He woke up on the beach by himself and had been, for a few days, surviving well. This was, until he ran into a large group of Gnolls and while he survived the encounter, he was a bit worse for wear.

Rein was currently stumbling his way through the woods with a knife in his leg and an arrow through his arm, somehow winding up near a campsite. He paused, debating. He looked through the bushes nearby to see if they looked friendly.

He saw a half elf, a Githyanki, a teifling... No two... And one was on fire? What? A really pale elf, and a human wizard. Oh... Hey. There's another guy... Kinda looks like he's a leader type.

Rein thought for a moment longer before finally deciding to step into the camp, hands up in a gesture of peace, "Hi... Don't uh... Don't freak out... I promise I'm here alone... I just... Need a little-" he was cut off as his hands went to his head, connecting worms with one of the companions, nearby. He let out a soft cry, seeing the other's memories, reading their thoughts. Then silence, "Wh-...What was...?" He trailed off.

#rp interactions with rein #taleswritten #clive

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clivefinchdoctorsightings · 1 year

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[ID: a screenshot of a website titled "Doctor Who?", underneath is a blurry picture of the 9th Doctor, and text reading "Have you seen this man contact clive" \end ID]

HAVE YOU SEEN THIS PERSON?

Seeking sightings or knowledge of the so called Doctor, reported throughout history and the modern day with many different appearances, usually acompanied by a blue box.

Many believe "The Doctor" to be a title handed down from parent to child, however I believe them to be an immortal alien able to change they're face.

WARNING: "THE DOCTOR" IS DANGEROUS do not engage, "The Doctor" brings danger wherever they go, their one constant companion is death!

KNOWN APPEARANCES:

White Hair (WH):

[ID: a black and white photo of the first doctor entering the TARDIS with added film grain \end ID]

This photo was taken in a junkyard in 1963, shortly after two teachers, Ian Chesterton and Barbara Wright, as well as their student Susan Foreman, disappeared from a nearby school, the young girl Susan was never found again

Plaid Trousers (PT):

[ID: the second doctor with added film grain \end ID]

This photo was taken on the London Underground, date unknown

Justification Partial (JP):

[ID: the mugshot of the third doctor taken in Invasion of the Dinosaurs \end ID]

whether or not man is "the Doctor" is unclear, he certainly went by the name, however, unlike the other "Doctor's" he was a full time employee of a secretive organisation known as UNIT, the exact nature of his work is unknown

this photo was taken during an incident in London where martial law had to be employed, the exact date is unclear

my wife is calling me for dinner, I will return to share the other known appearances when I can next get away to the shed

#doctor who #new who #classic who

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mintffxiv · 11 months

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Making a whole new thought post as to completely be clear of it not being my initial thoughts. I think it may have been 5 days to a week since I wrote my first thoughts!

I am happy with these thoughts being conclusive to my idea of the story.

Spoilers below 👇

So I just woke up and it suddenly came to me.

The book authored by Joshua is by Joshua. Tomes mentioned he was a great historian or something. So both brothers were encouraged to write. I wouldn't be surprised if Clive was just narrating his parts to Joshua for the book. Or they could have written it together.

So symbolism this and hidden but clear meanings that I got to thinking. That yes all three are alive (still Dion maybe a stretch but idrc because I want to believe.) The post credits scene and Jill's sunrise is all you need.

Jill seeing the sun rise means Clive is alive

Both children represent Clive and Joshua from their hair colours.

The dog represents Torgal and Dion aka Bahamut which is what they call the dog. They could have called the dog any eikon but they called him Bahamut.

Of course there is also the cheap but also funny theory that it's literally just a fairy tale as the boy's mother says. Which would be lame but I could also make anything up and symbolism wouldn't mean a damn thing hehe!

I also somewhat understand more why magic would be okay gone. Simply because Ultima and his people were driven by such greed they rid their bodies of themselves to continue their addiction and it continued to consume them. Still a Final Fantasy world needs magic, and no I'm not gonna go into 'But life is magic~~~' okay I need the fantasy lol! Basically I just wish it wasn't so finite and I think it's a weak choice. Learning how to manage and respect magic aka power is a valuable lesson that is consistently changing barriers and boundaries. Like the Fallen, we didn't learn what material their indestructible structures were made from. Was it magic, was it completely man made, was it from space? I'd understand if their technology killed them but it was Ulitma teaching them a lesson so basically what I'm saying is I think removing magic invalidates a lot of the world's growth. Like the whole incident with L'ubor being a bearer is completely pointless now. The whole, it being the first town with a mayor bearer now means nothing. Every bearer's struggle for hundreds of years now means nothing. The reason the world got so bad is because of the mistreatment of bearers which was an abuse of power without magic. Everyone needs to learn to not abuse power in any sense and taking magic away doesn't remove those problems. But I think that's an oversight by the team. But overall I can understand why and the 'symbolism' behind why magic is gone. Especially trying to mimic the 'magic' of our own world but for me this comes across as cheap and a bit lazy even if it is the most likely case.

Like what a better revenge and 'I told you so', moment for Ultima it would be! Showing him a world with magic that recovers without killing everyone and thrives with respect and care. He could never!

It does still slightly confused me that all of humanity doesn't die with origin. Even those not being bearers humanity is made from magic so if they all disappeared it would make sense to me but of course I don't want that, I just think it's another oversight. I also presume Ultima and his people were made without magic and most likely from another God. I'm presuming that as it seems their are other stronger forces than Ultima which makes sense to me but I'm also a believer (won't get into that because it's personal). Like Greagor, which I presume is a humanity made God but there is the power of manifestation which is what FF games and general fantasy likes to do. After all humanity's will and bonds were stronger than Ultimas magic so ideas like manifestation being tangible makes sense. So Greagor or a God similar potentially being alive in some sense helping them wouldn't be far fetched.

Like the whole Metia to moon thing. If Metia died after sending the message to represent it being magic I'd presume the moon would also go but it didn't. As I said I'm thinking it got the message went to tell the Moon and the Moon granted it and would eventually return back to it's original spot. And I believe the Moon is either a God itself or a camera for the God or God's watching the planet or even this universe. The game talks of space travel so I do believe other Gods or Godlike beings like Ultima exist and this was just his and his people's journey. So higher God's makes sense to me, thus the prayer finally being answered.

I'd like to think that it was not just Jill praying too. In several FF games prayer is important even though they like to kill God's as well lol but it is important. Pure will made reality. The prayer reaches the God's or is just made real by the power of that will. Which again turns to making the God's real by that will etc. But yeah other people praying especially those in the Hideaway makes sense I just wish they showed it. And I presume Jill wished for them all to come back home and not just Clive. This is her family after all.

The story of family. Clive and Joshua blood brothers, Dion their step brother and Torgal their fur brother represented sneakily in one dog named Bahamut with the brothers at the end and they were all happy and alive!

And this thought not only makes sense to me but is comforting. I'm still shaky because of them being annoyingly vague but everything fits for me and it also fits to soothe my heart which isn't just me hoping and what I've concluded has sense. And all of it matches symbolism so it's not from nowhere. So I'll take it!

🗒Notes: As usual I might add more later and there is probably some spelling and grammar mistakes.

#my thoughts #long text post #long post #ffxvi spoilers #spoilers

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paulinawoodpecker · 8 days

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future luke was clive and future tad was bob and they kidnap flora and sara script:

DIMITRI: Because of Bill’s greed, Claire was lost to me forever. Life is full of cruel twists. In the blink of an eye I lost my life’s work and the love of my life. To say I was a broken man would be an understatement. Bill, on the other hand, made a full recovery from his injuries. He also completed the deal with the corporation, pocketing more money than most people see in a lifetime. He used his newfound fortune to climb the political ladder to the very top. He killed Claire and was rewarded with the most powerful seat in government. If that’s not a cruel joke, I don’t know what it is. I can’t pretend I wasn’t bitter, and it was this bitterness that sent me back to my research. I thought that if I could travel to the past, I could rob Bill of all that he had won. Though of course, there was another reason why I wanted to go back in time. To save Claire from her fate. Surely you understand, Hershel?

LAYTON: Claire is no longer with us. There’s nothing anyone can do to turn back time.

DIMITRI: Do you really believe that?

LAYTON: I don’t want to, but I do. I have just one more question for you.

DIMITRI: What is it?

LAYTON: Someone’s been using you as a pawn. Are you aware of this?

DIMITRI: What are you talking about?

LAYTON: Someone here masterminded a scheme even more awful than yours, Dimitri. And those people are there!

FUTURE LUKE: I think you’re mistaken, Professor.

FUTURE TAD(bigwig): Yeah

LAYTON: No, there’s no mistake here. And there’s no hiding it anymore, Luke. Or should I call you Clive?

TAD: And there is no hiding anything future me, or should i call you bob?

CLIVE AND BOB: *shocked*

Future tad(bigwig): while I’m future tad 2.0

LAYTON: It took some time to put together the pieces of your plan.

But when I finally understood it all, the sheer evil of it sent a chill down my spine.

DIMITRI: Wh-what is he talking about, Clive and Bob?

Bob and Clive: ....

LAYTON: You kept your true intentions hidden from everyone, Clive and Bob. Even your partner, Dimitri.

DIMITRI: What are you saying, Hershel?

LAYTON: Clive and Bob was aiming for revenge on a massive scale, and you were nothing more than a pawn, Dimitri.

CLIVE: Tremendous work, Professor. You’ve found me and Bob out.

CHELMEY: Stop speaking in riddles, Layton! What’s this all about?

LAYTON: Clive, you lived next door to the lab that exploded 10 years ago. You were just a child then. That blast demolished half of the building you lived in. Reports indicate that 10 people were killed in the explosion, two of whom were your parents and bob's parents were killed in a murder. It must have been a terrible shock. In the span of a few seconds, you lost your families and your home. When the initial shock wore off, it was replaced with anger. You two became obsessed with exacting revenge on those who had wronged you both.

CLIVE AND BOB: …

LAYTON: You were lucky enough to be adopted by a kindly woman in her golden years, Constance Dove. Miss Dove’s extreme kindness was matched in scale only by the enormous fortune she possessed. You two lived quite happily as a family for a time. Sadly, it wasn’t to last. Miss Dove departed from this world five short years later, leaving her fortune to you. Before long, you graduated from secondary school and took a part-time job at a prominent newspaper. Considering your sizable inheritance, I don’t think you took the job for pocket money. You were searching for something. Using the newspaper’s resources, you finally hunted down the men responsible for your misery. You knew that both Bill Hawks and Dimitri Allen were responsible for the explosion. Armed with this information, you concocted a plan to avenge your parents. First, you befriended Dimitri and convinced him to resume his research on the time machine. Then you used your inheritance to set up this elaborate facsimile of London. With your stage in place, you used your contacts in the press to find the best scientists in the country. After all, you would need quite a bit of help to complete this time machine. You then proceeded to lure these brilliant men into your trap. However, unbeknownst to Dimitri, most of your staff were not working on the time machine.

DIMITRI: Wh-what?

CLIVE AND BOB: …

LAYTON: Clive had secretly reassigned many of the scientists to a different project. You might think of it as his pet project.

CHELMEY: We don’t have all day, Layton! What was the second project?

LAYTON: A weapon designed to cause destruction on an unimaginable scale.

DIMITRI: A weapon?! Is this true, Clive and Bob? TAD: W-what bob was pretending to be future me all this time? And clive pretends to be future Luke as well?

Future TAD(bigwig): but I’m also your next life when you die remember?

*clive and bob bursted out laughing*

CLIVE: And I thought scientists were supposed to be observant! While you focused on your machine, me and Bob had a different goal. Though some may call it revenge, I prefer to think of it as justice over single-minded scientists and corrupt politicians.

DIMITRI: What are you saying, Clive?

CLIVE: Enough explanations. Let us show you! BOB: Yeah!

Clive: *takes flora while bob takes sara* Flora and Sara: Huh?

Luke: HEY!

Luke: *runs to them*

Clive: *knocks over a plant*

Luke: *gets knocked over by the plant*

Clive and bob: *gets away with flora and sara*

Luke: *rubs his rear while sitting*

Layton and Luke and Tad and everyone else: *chases after them*

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rebeleden · 21 days

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Diddy Talks About Whitney Houston

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CC GAY VAMPIRE BFFs FLUFF DADDY AND CLIVE DAVIS

CC MURDERED WH

CC SATANIC FOLLYWOOD

#Youtube

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soweli-musi · 2 months

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and tbe other funny thing of av parkr &film in film

WHHAT DO YOU MEAN YOURE NOT CLIVE RIGHT NOW? WHAT DO YOU MEAN? WH?? HHUH? Boy shut up we need to get you the frick outta here we can unpack this later ok

#mutuals #asks #concepts talks

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lionheartedscout · 11 months

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Character Shaming from Clive: " Too distracted by my fabulous arse that he nearly falls off cliffs. " ( he will never let you live it down... )

Give my character a "character shaming" label @aeniqmata

"That was one bloody time! And I wasn't staring!!"

#;missive sent (answered)#aeniqmata #;ic #//WH EE Z E #//clive is contractually obligated to remind gav of this event once per day XD

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One of the most persistent issues with the loc. is the endless attempts of the EN script to fancify dialogue, typically at the expense of accuracy.

This reeks of localisers who think themselves better writers than the original Japanese authors. This is the source of many of the loc's problems

In particular, the localisation loves allusions to animals, for some reason.

In JP Alain is assuring Josef that his mother needs protection more than he does. In EN this is changed to Alain acting accusatory towards Josef and asking him why he isn't doing anything. This is one of the first lines in the game and immediately presents a different impression

of Alain, where in JP he's shown as considerate and understanding even as a child, whereas EN makes him sound spoilt and demanding. It's insane to have such a discrepancy right at the start of the game, and for no reason at that. Zakogdo @zakogdo · Feb 25 Ilenia's dialogue is rewritten to insult Valmore whereas in JP she's shocked that things came to this, apparently having trusted him before.

Valmore's EN dialogue here is so needlessly purple that you'd be excused for not understanding that he was surprised that Ilenia duped him.

At the start of the game Scarlett is suddenly attacked by Zenoiran soldiers. She smacks one and jumps back, then Alain appears to get the other. This wasn't even a 速い！ moment in Japanese.

Afterwards, Scarlett falls to the ground, and her line combined with her JP VA makes it clear she was shaken by this. The English version tries to downplay it instead, for some reason.

This is one of Alain's first battles. In this case Alain is rewritten to be more composed in EN, whereas in JP he's shocked. Consider not just his exclamation but also his command: The vague "we have to do something!" vs the specific "we have to dispatch the soldiers".

A localisation that can't grasp subtleties like this does not inspire confidence. Zakogdo @zakogdo · Feb 25 I saw this image before, but whoever made it was actually comparing the wrong line. Here's the actual line. It's even worse. It's absurd how verbose the localisation insists on making every line.

Chloe's dialogue is rewritten to add in regular sarcastic comments and jabs at other characters when they weren't present in JP. She is somewhat rude in JP, but the EN script has played it up far more and makes her kind of obnoxious.

The localisation invents that Rolf is not used to good news, and also adds in Rolf denigrating the militia when speaking of it, which he doesn't do in JP.

Beaumont is one of the more extreme examples of fancification, having had his personality rewritten to constantly make absurd exclamations and allusions to avians. If I were an Atlus localiser I'd call this a cock up.

Adel wants to take out Gaston, a Zenoiran ruler who has been terrorising the people since taking control of the region. He tells them of this, and Clive responds by saying they're not there to make merry, which doesn't make the slightest bit of sense in context.

Ochlys is an angel. Naturally, this means the localisation had to rewrite her dialogue to reference God whenever possible, and also to make her having an angry outburst (demonstrated through her sprite and voice acting) instead be outright blasphemous.

The one after this is particularly egregious, because the characters are currently enlisting Yahna's aid against Zenoira. The swamp is Yahna's home and she requested their help to liberate it from Zenoiran soldiers, they fought together, and Alain clearly respects Yahna.

So why, why did the localisation think it was a good idea to have Alain insult Yahna's home in the same breath he welcomes her to the party? This is so stupendously insensitive and out of character for Alain, all because the localiser thought it would be a witty comment to add.

Zakogdo @zakogdo · Feb 25 It's infuriating seeing this level of disregard for the characters they're supposed to be translating. The localiser thinks they're making some harmless joke when what they're actually doing is damaging the integrity of the character because they refuse to stop meddling. Zakogdo @zakogdo · Feb 25 Unfortunately that's all I was able to cover within the constraints of the timed demo. I haven't even begun to look at the support conversations between characters, which I'm sure will be ripe for changes. They're not voiced either, so it'll be harder for people to notice. Zakogdo @zakogdo · Feb 25 To cap this off, here is a collection of various times the localisation took characters saying one word or making simple exclamations and inventing whole dialogues out of it. Enjoy.

#localization #unicorn overlord

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another-clive-blog · 7 months

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haha clive angst!!!

I played with this idea once before, but it never went anywhere, so I’ll share it for fun; Dimitri tests his machine and it explodes, but Clive gets caught in the explosion. So Dimitri gets to relive the worst moment of his life with Clive in Claire’s place!! :D

BSJVDIBEJCT I have an AU where the EXACT OPPOSITE happens (Dimitri is lightly hurt by the time machine exploding and Clive experiences trauma) but you know what ? Yours is far far better. The angst potential of physically injured Clive and mental anguish Dimitri is unmatched. Btw I absolutely ruined Clive this man should be dead

Some TW warnings ! Dissociation (Dimitri kinda loses touch with the present time), physical injury (Clive gets burns and bruises. Also mention of blood and blisters but nothing more than that, I can't describe injuries), mention of death (Claire). This is angst with a bittersweet ending I guess

"I knew this was a trap," Clive groaned. "You're just trying to get rid of me. Again."

Dimitri sighed, closing his eyes for a second. This kid was giving him a headache with his endless babbling. If only he could say or do useful things instead...

Be patient, Dimitri. You're almost there. "If that were the case, then I would probably ask my henchmen."

"Funny that you'd mention that !! Because you have henchmen. Plenty of scientists working for you actually. If your time machine really has a flaw, can't you just ask them to fix it ?"

Dimitri held back a sigh with patience and held out the wrench with patience and responded to his colleague with the upmost patience ever. "I have already told you. The bolt that has come loose is located under the machine. No one here is small enough to crawl underneath it and fix it- except you." Clive was looking at him skeptically, so Dimitri went on. "You came here to witness the testing of the machine : we were supposed to do it an hour ago, if we hadn't noticed that bolt. Now, everyone would greatly appreciate it if you could fix it and save us all another precious hour of our time." The first one having been wasted by your childish refusals and rude comments.

Clive stared at the wrench in disbelief. "And how do I know you're not going to just start the machine while I'm working on it ? Hmm ?"

Dimitri usually didn't respond to the brat's provocations, but he was under the unfortunate impression that the kid wasn't asking in bad faith for once- which would honestly be a first. "I told the scientists in the control room over there," he pointed to the adjacent room, "to wait for my signal. They've been doing just that for an hour now. Just- go ahead. Please."

Clive stared at him for a second more before taking the wrench. He grumbled some more as he turned around to face the gigantic time machine, the latter taking up most of the room. "You are all incredibly stupid for building a thing that big yet being unable to work on it yourselves. And these are the brightest minds of London," he complained extra loudly while crawling as best he could under the machine. Dimitri hoped that the brat knew how to use a wrench : he also hoped that he wouldn't further break the machine, intentionally or not.

A scientist whose name Dimitri couldn't remember came into the room at this exact moment. Probably fed up with all the waiting, Dimitri thought, because he certainly himself was.

"The machine is starting, sir !" The scientist said with a smile.

"Wh-" But they knew the generator was not holding well enough without this bolt, so why wouldn't they wait for- Oh.

'Go ahead', he had said.

He took a step forward.

Then the blast threw him back and into the other room.

An explosion.

His eardrums ringing with the machine's scream could only perceive this word, the one his mind was repeating with anguish, as if it was merely an eulogy. Explosion. There was an explosion. The machine exploded, and with it-

"No-" Dimitri got up and hurried across the room, pushing aside the stunned scientists. "Cl... Claire !!"

The smoke was heavy- the whole building had been destroyed by the explosion. Maybe the one next to it too. He thought he'd heard screams, or maybe it was just his imagination.

There were debris everywhere. The machine in its entirety had gone up in flames, and the building too. They were merely debris now, and under them somewhere was Claire.

He hurried amongst the scraps of metal and ruined wires, scanning his surroundings with fear. Nothing, nothing-

A blue sleeve.

"Claire-" His voice left him, just like his strength as he fell to his knees. No, no, no-

"He's still breathing !!"

...Uh ?

"Help me get him out- guys seriously hurry, I'm not going to jail-"

What- what did you mean she... he was still breathing ?

Dimitri watched without understanding as people dressed in white held up a young man's body in their arms. He was unconscious, covered in bruises and burns. He was alive. He was not Claire.

He saw them taking him away, and then he couldn't see them anymore because he was all alone because everyone had left the laboratory.

The... Right. That's right- this was their... laboratory. Not the miserable room the- the three of them had successfully rented with whatever money they had. No, this was the laboratory filled with- with equipment and scientists. The one Clive had paid for.

Clive. "Clive !" He ran after them, or at least tried to despite his trembling legs.

Clive had been hurt because of him. The machine had been started because of his poor choice of word, and he was the one to put Clive in such a dangerous situation. He had caused it all, the machine's explosion was all his fault-

"Don't worry, the doctor is used to explosions," one of the scientists told Dimitri as soon as he caught up with them. Very useful remark that he promptly ignored.

"Clive, can you hear me ?" Dimitri asked with a frown. He could almost feel sympathy for him now that he wasn't talking and was severely injured.

Clive half opened his eyes- one of them at least, the other too covered in blood. Dimitri wasn't too worried about that : head injuries bled a lot, but were usually not as severe as they seemed to be. What worried him more were the blisters on his cheeks and hands, parts of the body that were definitely better without blisters.

He hoped that the explosion hadn't caused too much internal damage.

Well in any case, Clive didn't seem able to hear him at the moment. His vacant gaze wandered around a bit before finally falling upon Dimitri's face.

Then his own face lit up with fury. "I swear-" His voice cracked, he coughed, took a raspy breath, "if you actually k-kill me- I am coming b-back to haunt you ! You won't g-get away with this !!"

He was screaming, probably because he couldn't hear the sound of his broken voice. Which also meant that he wouldn't hear whatever Dimitri had to answer, but he'd still see Dimitri answering him.

"You're not the first one to tell me that."

#Clive going through it lately </3 #Dimitri too my man is winning at mental health #They are so fun to write I swear #Anyway thank you so so much !!!#I had plenty of fun with this one <3 #I am ALWAYS up for angst hehe #Clive dove #dimitri allen #professor layton and the unwound future #professor layton and the lost future #unwound future spoilers #lost future spoilers #My writing

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