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pinkhairedlily · 1 year
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day 1/12 of maligAYAng pasko (christmas snippets) prompt: coffeehouse, sasusaku by @nabissante
“Iced americano, grande, for here.”
Her name’s Sakura, one of their cafe’s afternoon regulars. She’s easy to spot and remember with her pink hair and emerald eyes and her books that change cover every week. Other staff would have fought for this shift; these are the dead hours after all, when students are stuck in classes and office employees are in their cubicles. Silent, patient service for people with no time commitments.
That leaves him the indulgence of soaking in her presence on the corner table by the window. Too preoccupied in following the worlds in the pages to notice that her coffee has gone cold so he always offers to make them iced. They are nothing more than nods and gestures and good-afternoons and please-come-again.
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She arrives between 1 and 2 PM and leaves exactly at 5 before the evening crowd drowns the line.
On this certain summer when the heat wave reached a new peak, she was late.
 2:30 PM. No walking cherry blossom on sight.
2:48 PM. Maybe she’s sick.
3:01 PM. She might have other important appointments.
3:27. She enters the cafe looking like summer itself with her yellow sundress and espadrilles, but her usually calm face contorts in thinly veiled annoyance from the person trailing behind her. 
They look like a mismatched couple of all sorts. Sakura heads to her designated spot but the businessman with his fancy envelope bag prefers to sit near the counter.
Sasuke doesn’t know what kind of urge comes over him, but he heads beside the source of Sakura’s affliction and places a ‘reserved’ sign on the surface he tapped a while ago. “This is taken, Sir. May I suggest the corner table by the window? The views of Hanami Park around this time are still beautiful.”
Behind the struggling businessman, Sakura peaks out and directs a smile at him. ‘Thank you.’
The meeting — or whatever that is — finishes in 10 minutes. Relief is plainly visible on her face when the stiff businessman exits the door. 
“May I get your order?”
“I already ordered one.” She points to the still-full, now-lukewarm americano in front of her and grimaces.
“So?”
“An affogato. I need something sweet.”
“Coming right up.”
“Thanks, Sasuke-kun.”
Maybe it’s the way she calls his name that makes him turn on his feels, his mouth agape. She is ready for the question he is yet to ask; her hand gestures to an invisible nametag on the upper left side of her chest.
“Ah.” It’s foolish to think there’s any other reason.
The following week, it’s someone more gentlemanly, could have easily passed off as noble or royalty, and Sakura feigns interest until the point where he starts caressing her hands. Hot cappuccino injures him, but it’s the dark stain on his crisp suit that angers him.
This is Sasuke’s first customer complaint, but it never gets written when you have a charming Sakura appeasing the pseudo-gentleman’s ego.
She couldn’t stop laughing when she finally had the table alone.
Sasuke deftly replaces her americano with affogato. “Just the way you like it.” 
The week after that, an avid car racer. Not hard to identify when he sports an F1 jacket while it’s almost 30 degrees outside. The facade breaks when Sasuke brings over a coffee table book on vintage cars (sure it’s just lying around somewhere), and the racer fails to read the captions.
“So you like vintage cars?” she asks over the dollop of ice cream on top of her lips.
“I don’t know a thing.” He crosses his arms and straightens his posture. “But I can read.”
“I wouldn’t put it past you.”
“Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn.”
“Oh shush. Scarlett is only human.”
Thirty minutes or more of mundane conversations of anything from books to customers to weirdest orders bookmarked Sasuke’s afternoon encounters with her. They border seamlessly on casual talk, never drifting on the personal, and this, he thinks, is the line that will forever bind them as strangers.
But that’s all right.
He likes talking to her. This much is good.
It becomes clear to Sasuke that it’s a ploy of Sakura’s machinations. Bad customer service drives away bad marriage prospects. The string of dates finally ends right before autumn with a four-eyed gamer who is more intent on convincing Sakura to shift to kindle and abandon paperbacks.
Of course, it’s a no. On both fronts.
“Do you like your work?”
Clients normally ask this, right? “Inasmuch as the pay lets me live.” Sasuke wonders if she’ll follow it up with a deeper probe, but she shifts, and so he buries the news. 
Why would he even tell her something so life-altering?
xxx
Her sundresses give way to knitted wear, and affogatos turn to hot lattes with a dash of cinnamon. It would surprise her, but Sasuke departs the counter to another staff. Since then, coffee has never tasted the same.
As the branches bare their leaves for snow, the cafe gets fuller. Sakura considers leaving early to give way for new customers. Her time spent inside drastically shortened right after his absence. Somehow, reading books on that quaint corner of the building isn’t enough.
She’s bookmarking the same page she is in two hours earlier when someone sits in front of her.
“Oh sorry, I’ll be leaving in a jiff,” she says without looking.
“Sakura.”
It’s her favorite barista. Dark hair tucked inside a bonnet. An affogato and hot americano in both hands. Tomato nose from the cold. And a book trapped in his chin.
“Sasuke-kun?”
“You’re on your way?”
Sakura settles back in, confused for a moment, but definitely torn between misplaced anger and …yearning. “No, not really. If you don’t mind.”
“How are you?” He slides the affogato to her side as he takes in his first sip.
“Where were you?” She doubles and then quickly recovers, “How are you, I mean?”
“I was busy opening a new cafe.” He looks fulfilled at his declaration.
“Oh wow. That’s big news. Congratulations!” She attempts an enthusiastic clap, but it sounds flat even to her own ears. His sudden appearance is overwhelming for her who got so used to it in the past few months to the point that she falls asleep to the rewind of their conversations in her head.
“I also wanted to prepare before dating someone.”
Did she hear that right?
Dating.
Could he even see how that affects her? Gut punch after gut punch for a thing she couldn’t quite name yet — didn’t want to name yet. 
Sakura was so intent on not getting married. Even had him looped in her plans to foil every blind date and in turn she was rewarded with this irrational fixation towards him.
“Oh, look at you. I hope it goes well.”
“I hope it does, but I don’t think it will.” He takes another sip, calm in his composure. “You see, I just gave her an affogato I brewed myself, but she’s not interested in drinking it.”
“That’s a pity —” She stands up in realization. “Huh?”
“I’m asking you on a date, Sakura.”
She slumps back to her seat in surrender. “You ghosted me.” Now it’s his turn to look equally dumbfounded.
“What? You weren’t interested.”
“Why would I endure long conversations with you when I cannot even stand 10-minute ones with those guys?”
“Because I’m your server?”
“Shut up.” Sakura laughs. “So are you taking me to dinner?”
“Yeah. I had to drink two americanos, but I think they only made me more nervous.”
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musicarenagh · 4 months
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realcube · 3 years
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class 1-A’s love languages headcanons 💕
tw// swearing, crying, she/her reader
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Yuuga Aoyama
his love language is words of affirmation
like tell him that he looks fabulous but he is also a talented hero 
and. he. will. die. 
of happiness ofc 🥰
and whenever you are feelin’ insecure he’ll do a pretend fashion show with you to boost you spirits (o゜▽゜)o☆
Mina Ashido
her love language is physical touch
but not in a *holds your hand 🥺* *kithes🥰* sorta way
but rather in a
“YOU’RE SO FKN CUTE, (Y/N)!!!” *aggressively pinches your cheeks*
and whenever she kisses/hugs you, it’s always a surprise attack form behind
she is also 159cm in height (almost 5″3)
so if you are shorter than her, she’ll sprint up to you and before you have time to react, she’ll engulf you in her arms
if you are around the same height as her, she’ll sneak up to you and try to jump onto your back, peppering you in neck kisses
and if you are taller than her, she’ll grab your hand and place a kiss on the back of it 
Tsuyu Asui
i think her love language is gift giving 
but not typically gifts from the store
it’s usually cute flowers or any sort of pretty flora that she finds on her walks 
and she’ll sometimes come to your room just before lights-out and hand you a shiny rock or a colourful flower like “hi, (y/n). i found this flower in the park a nd it reminded me of you. so here, i hope you like it.”
then you cry (❤´艸`❤) it’s too precious
also when she visits your dorm, she notices that you have a jar filled with all the flowers she’s every gave you and shE BRAIDS THEM INTO YOUR HAIR
and if you don’t have hair, she makes you a flower crown out of them
Tenya Iida
the king of gifts periodt ✋
to him, gift giving is kinda like a sport and if it was, he’d definitely be winning
he’ll be out getting groceries or sumn then he’ll pass the candy aisle and just *flashback to 3 months ago when y’all were studying together and you randomly said you were craving sour patch kids*
then he buys two packs of sour patch kids (❤ ω ❤)
so obviously excels during holidays like christmas, valentines day or your birthday 
and if you make it explicitly clear that you need something (ex. water, medication, cutlery, soap etc.) and you will go get it in x amount of day(s)
expect it to be in your hands within 1-9 hours 
“Iida, you didn’t have to rush out to get me Ibuprofen - I was going to go get some in a few days anyway.”
“Yes, but as a hero in training, you must agree that seeing your partner potentially suffer to due a preventable cause would be inhumane.”
“I-..”
Ochaco Uraraka
her love language is probably quality time
OR words of affirmation BUT ONLY ONLINE
like irl she loves going on lil’ picnic dates with you or dates to go watch the sunset or star-gazing..or literally anything where she gets to spend as much time in your presence as possible
you could literally take her on a date inside the sewers and she’d be like 🥰
in the moment (during the date) she just looks at you and wants to tell you how beautiful you are but she is way too nervous
but as soon you leave she texts you sumn like ‘OMG >< YOU ARE SO GORGEOUS 😍 AND I WANTED TO TELL YOU SO BAD BUT I COULDN’T 😩’ 
also, hypothetically, if she had a phone which supported social media platforms like Instagram and Snapchat 
she would definitely be the sort of girl to post cute candid pics of you on any special occasion and i mean ANY
like she doesn’t want to just random post pics of you bc she thinks that’d be weird so she looks for any excuse she can
deadass she’d post a beach pic of you and her on her insta with a caption like, ‘happy pancake day to @y/n.l/n 🥰💖 on our first date we shared a stack of pancakes so this is a really special day for us 💓 i’m so blessed to have a stunning, smart, amazing gal like her by my side always 💕’
Mashirao Ojiro 
he’s a physical touch kinda guy
sometimes he’ll randomly drape his tail over your shoulder to pull you close
or he’ll pat your head with either his hand or tail when ever you do anything remotely impressive
“ooh, i’ve apparently taken 17k steps so far today, ojiro.” 
then he’d be like “that’s good” *pat pat* 
he also gets butterflies whenever you hug his arm or tail while he is talking to someone
AND HE WILL KISS YOUR WOUND BETTER IF YOU GET A PAPER CUT OR SUMN
Denki Kaminari 
bb is blushing profusely when you hand him a pikachu plushie , saying it reminded you of him
before that, he was probably a physical touch sorta guy but once he realised how awesome and special that simple action made him feel, he became a gift-giver 
however, 99.9% the gift is a plushie and the other 0.1% it’s a doll
(he literally bought a whole fkn barbie bc you owned a dress similar to the one the doll was wearing)
“it looks exactly like you!” 
“i don’t think so..” “it literally does!”
anyway, whether he is at the mall, in the town, in a gift shop or at the carnival, if he sees something that he knows you’d like or that reminds him of you, he’ll stop at nothing to get his hands on it
flashback to that one time at the carnival, there was a stall that had a huge fkn Kuromi plushie up for grabs 
so he asked the lady running the stall if he could have it and she said it was all his, if he could get a ball into the basket 3 times in a row
-- my man was sTANDING THERE DESPERATELY TRYING FOR 30 MINUTES STRAIGHT 😭
and once he figured he couldn’t do it on his own, he got the bakusquad to help him out 
(bakugo was all like ‘i’m not helping you, dumbass’ but kirishima convinces him to give it a shot and as soon as he misses on the third shot, he is livid.)
(”YOUR STUPID PARTY GAME MUST BE BROKEN, LADY!”)
anyway, after an hour of holding up the line, the lady just gave the plush to kaminari for ¥1000 
but it was all worth it after he saw how thrilled you were 🥺
he came round to your dorm one day and noticed every plushie he had ever given you, sitting on your bed 
you told him that they help you sleep and he just..died..
IT MADE HIM SO FKN HAPPY TO THINK THAT YOU TREASURE HIS GIFTS SO MUCH (≧▽≦*)
Eijirou Kirishima
his love language is words of affirmation imo but with a sprinkle of physical touch 
like whenever he sees you looking nice or sumn..he’ll just tell you
he has no shame and why should he? he’s just telling the truth
if you walk into the room looking ✨immaculate✨ he will tell you 
he’s just like ‘if nobody else is going to say it then I will.’
when your face lights up after he has just told you that you’re beautiful or that you’re one of the most likeable people he’s ever met; it makes his day every. single. time.
the sprinkle of physical touch is because he tells  you what he is thinking all the time
and he thinks you’re stunning even when you are lounging around the dorm complex in casual wear and no makeup
so he’s aware that he might’ve watered down his compliments a bit by saying them too often 
(even though he’s telling the truth every time)
so he likes to give you hugs and kisses to express his affection without  seeming like he’s buttering you up
Kouji Kouda
honestly, idek which category he falls under bc he does so many different things to show his love
like, he’ll use his quirk to get a butterfly to land on your head so you can take the perfect photo for instagram
he always holds your hand in crowded areas so y’all don’t lose each other
(he would end up crying in the corner of a Hot Topic or sumn if he couldn’t find you tbh)
he writes mini-love notes v. late at night and uses his quirk to get an insect or bird to carry it up to your room
religiously takes you out on dates to the park
or library/study dates (p≧w≦q)
Rikidou Satou
acts of service but mostly to do with baking
if his s/o doesn’t like sweet treats then..it just..can’t work
he’s very good at noticing when you are down and what he bakes depends on the severity of the situation
like, if you’re just a bit bummed because you got a bad mark on a test, he’ll bake cupcakes and leave a few outside your dorm
obvs accompanied by a cute lil note abt how proud you make him and how you’re the most diligent person he’s met so he knows that you’ll succeed if you just persevere
and as soon as you come to him with your improved mark, he’ll bake you a cake with ‘congratulations, (Y/N).’ written on it
Mezou Shouji
acts of service. but like..service service
he treats you like royalty-
he is the kind of bf to give you his jacket if you’re cold
he can and will use his quirk to form more arms just so he can hold your bags along with his own
if you enter is dorm and he doesn’t offer to take your jacket immediately then i’m sorry to inform you but that is not shouji..that is toga in disguise 
you’ll never have to open a door if you are walking next to him and don’t you dare even try to 
just an overall gentleman tbh 
sometimes you try to get him to stop being so kind bc you’re afraid ppl will think you treat him like a butler 
so he’ll be like “sure ..
i’ll hold just your gym bag rather than your gym bag and school bag.”
“don’t hold any bags, shouji..”
Kyouka Jirou
her love language is definitely quality time
there is nothing she loves more than vibing with you in her room - whether y’all are studying, cuddling, playing videos games or something else - while chill music plays in the background, either from a playlist or from her playing it herself on one of her instruments 
and sometimes when she’s feeling especially comfortable, she might hum a tune or sing some lyrics to match the mood
she asks you for suggestions for music to put on bc she loves introducing herself to new music
but when you’re concentrated,  she doesn’t want to disturb you so she just puts on a playlist she made prior 
she doesn’t create a new playlist each time you hang out but there is at least 10 new songs added to it every day 
the playlist is called ‘lazy days w/ (y/n) 💕’
anyway, she just loves hanging out with you bc you’re one of the very few people who don’t annoy tf out of her 
also - she’d never say it aloud but - she thinks you’ve got a very comforting presence and you make her feel so exhilarated whenever you laugh (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)
Hanta Sero
Sero loves spending as much time with you as possible - hence, he’s a quality time sorta person
but i also think he’s barely a quality time guy bc he expresses his affection in so many different ways
he’s like a mix of 4
( not gift-giving, whenever it comes time to get you gift for whatever occasion, he’s always stumped and ends up asking someone for help)
he preforms acts of service in a sense that if you are both cuddling on the couch and you are cold - even if he seriously can’t be assed to move - he’ll force himself to get up and bring you a blanket
he is really good at compliments bc he barely has a filter so if he sees you looking good, he’ll straight up tell you
plus, he loves seeing your reaction - especially when you get all flustered
and physical touch bc..cuddles :)
to him, there is just something reassuring about having you in his arms
Fumikage Tokoyami 
a quality time man mwah
he doesn’t play music on speakers when y’all hang out though, he just likes to sit with you and either mindlessly chatter or chill in comfortable silence 
he also doesn’t put in earbuds bc he thinks it’s rude 
(you assure him that you don’t mind if he puts his earbuds in but he is always like..no..)
he just loves your company bc he seriously can’t think of somebody he’d rather spend his time with 
also he is convinced that he does things 10 times better with you around
when he’s not with you though, he misses you- like- seriously
sometimes he’s just out with his friends or watching a movie with his family and he is just like ‘this’d be more fun if (Y/N) was here-’
and you said that you missed him too when y’all weren’t together 
so he did the reasonable thing and made you a playlist for you to listen to whenever you missed him ( •̀ ω •́ )
he sent you the link and your heart stopped bc it was literally called ‘i love you 🖤’ AND THAT WAS THE FIRST TIME HE’S EVER TOLD YOU THAT AAAAA
‘you’re so sweet, tokoyami 🥺 i love you tooooo’
and good thing that was over text bc otherwise you would’ve seen him blushing profusely (= ╯▽╰ = )
as for the contents of the playlist; it’s probably quite diverse
some alt pop, some indie, a bit of R&B, pop rock and a lot of Metal/Rock 
Shouto Todoroki
his love language is acts of service
most of them are school related though
he can easily tell if you’re struggling with the coursework and asks you if you want go on a lil study date at the library or in his dorm 
he also helps you with homework or explains the material to you if you don’t understand it
and he’s the best teacher since he’s extremely patient and well-spoken
if you’re feeling under the weather, he’ll head to your dorm to fetch your notebook so he can write the class notes for you 
and he’ll put in the effort to make them as similar to your other notes as he can
so he flicks through the pages and (for example) if you have a highlighting code, he’ll look for the legend and highlight the notes he took accordingly 
once school is over for the day, he goes to your dorm to drop off the notebook, putting it back in the respective part of your bag
and the next day when you open your notebook to check the notes, you notice that he wrote a little note for you;
‘get well soon 💛’ 
it was a simple, kind gesture but the small details like how he coloured in the heart with a glittery yellow highlighter he must’ve took from your bag had you blushing (^///^)
also, whenever you’ve scheduled a study date at his dorm, there is no way in hell you’ll walk into his room and there isn’t 2 bowls of fresh soba sitting on the desk
no way. impossible.
(or if you don’t like noodles, then two bowls of rice.) 
Tooru Hagakure
physical touch bb
she just likes you to know that she is there 
also she loves how soft your skin is ^^
she really likes surprise hugging you from behind and you’d think that she’d be very good at that considering that she is.. invisible.. but she’s really not
she has very unique and recognisable voice 
and whenever she creeps up behind you, she’s always snickering quite loudly 
but you like seeing her happy when she thinks she surprised you so you just think to yourself ‘get ready to pretend to be shocked’ 
so as soon as she wraps her arms around you and goes ‘boo!’, you jump and always say the same stupid line you wish you would   stop using but it just comes out naturally
“ope, didn’t see you there, tooru.”
but it makes her laugh every time so maybe it’s not such a bad habit
Katsuki Bakugo
he’s definitely a physical touch kinda guy but tries to be an acts of service man..y’know?
he doesn’t want you thinking that he likes hugging, cuddling, kisses or any of that none-sense bc..he is a big macho king explosion murder 
and he knows that if he gets to comfortable with showing affection through physical touch, it’d become a habit then he might do it in public and the last thing he wanted was a rumour coming out that ‘king explosion murder is actually a huge cuddle-bug dork!’
so he hides it the best he can and expresses his love by like letting you wear his hoodie and not cussing you out when you do something stupid
but the fact is, nothing makes him feel better than holding you in his arms - under a blanket or not -  with your face buried into his chest and your arm lazing draped over his shoulder
he usually does a good job at resisting his urge to randomly kiss you or take your hand in public
but there was that one time
luckily, it was on a date rather than on a school outing so it was only you who knows about it 
it was probably around 6 months after y’all first started dating and he took you on a date to the carnival
there was a gang of boys who looked around a few years older than y’all and they were chatting amongst themselves until they approached the line you and Bakugo were waiting in (to get onto a ride at the carnival) and the group of boys stood behind you in line
at first everything was alright; they were just chatting while you were raving on about the ride to bakugo but he kinda tuned you out after he heard one of the guys say something along the lines of
“she’s kinda hot- a bit young but so fit. i think she’s from the UA too.”
that comment was enough to make his blood boil but a separate comment from one of the other guys tipped him over the edge,
“yeah and look at the guy she’s with. he’s the feral guy that needed to be put in chains at the sports festival - how embarassing.” he snickered, which was genuinely one of the most annoying noises bakugo has ever heard
his voice was low, in a whisper so they probably didn’t expect bakugo to hear it over the background noise of the carnival along with the girl yapping in his ear
but he did
and when i tell you this man was livid 
in that moment he seriously considered just turning around and burning each and every one of those guys into a crisp
but the law-abiding citizen and hero inside him said no 
instead, he fiercely snaked his arms around your hips to pull you into his chest and looked over his shoulders to shoot literal daggers at the guys
he led you out of the line for the ride in silence and you followed him without question - having heard the things those guys said but choosing to pretend as if you didn’t 
“What was that about?” You finally asked as he brought you over to a bench, pulling you onto his lap
“Nothing.” He said, oddly calm as he stared into the void
“Okay.” You rolled your eyes, deciding not to pry as you obviously already knew what provoked him to do that. “I’m gonna go get some cotton candy then. Do you want some?”
“No.” He replied monotonously, allowing you to hop off his knee but immediately grabbing your hand, preventing you from going any farther than arms length from him.
“you needy cow.” you giggled, playfully kicking his shin, “I’m so hungry - let me go!” 
“No.” He replied in the same monotone voice. “I can’t be assed to move.”
You leaned back, pulling your whole weight backwards to try get Bakugo to release his grip on your hand and eventually he gave in and got up, sluggishly following you to go get cotton candy 
you gleefully popped some of the delectable fluff into your mouth before sneaking some into bakugo’s mouth too.
 “are you gonna let go of my hand any time soon?” you asked, wanting to hold the bag of cotton candy for yourself but instead having one hand interlocked with his and the other being used to rip small pieces off as Bakugo held the bag in his spare hand 
“No.”
[(a/n): not the over-used jealousy trope 🙊]
Izuku Midoriya 
definitely a words of affirmation kinda guy
bc he knows what it’s like to have to go through life with barely anyone besides your mother telling you that your great and that you’re worthy. it’s depressing and traumatic and he wouldn’t wish that misery on his worst enemy 
so he’s like your personal hypeman :)
making sure that you always feel appreciated, confident and loved 
during the sports festival or anything similar, he’s always louder than the cheerleaders when it comes to your turn to shine
“GO, (Y/N)! YOU’RE SO POWERFUL, YOU CAN DO THIS! I BELIEVE IN YOU! REMEMBER TO BREATHE!”
slightly embarrassing for him but when he sees you smile confidently back at him, every ounce of embarrassment melts away and he is just filled with joy
he gets really emotional sometimes as well 
but not like ‘you just faced an opponent and won bc one all your hard work and training - i am so proud of you’ sorta emotional
but like ‘omg you walked into his dorm wearing a new dress and you look really beautiful and you smiled at him so emotions wash over him and he just cries bc he realises how lucky he is to have you.’
he loves to receive words of admiration from you too though
one time you wrote him a birthday card and signed it off as ‘the future wife of the #1 pro-hero’
and as badly as you wanted to just sign it as ‘from the future pro-hero 😘’
you didn’t bc you knew how happy the other option would make him
Minoru Mineta
idk perversion ig?
wait no his love language is titties and/or ass
Momo Yaoyorozu
gift. giving. 
like you have no idea how much serotonin she gets when she sees you overjoyed at gift she gives you
bc in her mind she knows that it was her that made you that happy and no amount of trophies will ever compare to how accomplished she feels for being the reason behind your smile 
she’s a QUEEN 👑 UGH 😩💓
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hecksee · 3 years
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Stained Flowers
Hi this is angsty af but im struggling right now so imma project onto fictional characters
Sorry @lumosinlove I like making Leo suffer
this is my entry for the @hpbrokenhearts ​ contest, i started out writing this when i was struggling, and tbh i still am, but it’s gotten a lot better. 
Much thanks to the wonderful @iswearimnotanaestheticgirl for editing this monstrosity. You wrecked carnage on it, but it helped so much and I love this end result so much. 
Thank you so much to @peggyrose19 and @marauderss-hp for looking this over and giving me suggestions! 
This is probably inaccurate but I don’t know anything about hockey, and this is fanfic so who cares about the accuracy. 
THIS COULD DEFINITELY BE TRIGGERING, PLEASE TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF
TW suicidal thoughts, suicide attempt, its got a TINY bit of spice sprinkled in (i would rate this teen probably, mature if i was being extra safe), major character death, stress, homophobia, one sided pining, hanakhai, vomiting, something thats sort of like a suicide note, and a shit load of angst
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Leo knew he was screwed the moment he saw Finn O'Hara on the screen for the first time. He knew he was gonna fall hard. It didn't matter that they had never met or that Leo’s attraction was purely physical. He knew that he would want everything with Finn.
But then Leo started to fall deeper and deeper over time, time that was spent mostly spent obsessing over Finn. Only a few weeks after Leo saw Finn for the first time, it started.
Everybody knew about hanahaki. When someone felt unrequited love, a seed sprouted in their lungs. Nobody knew how or why the seed appeared but it was inevitable. 
The victim would start coughing up flower petals, and if their feelings grew, the flowers would grow larger until the victim couldn’t breath because their lungs were filled with nothing but blossoms.
There were only three things someone with hanahaki could do. The main solution was to surgically remove the flowers but have all feelings of love vanish. And some said it was impossible to ever love another person.
So Leo knew exactly what was going on when he started coughing up small yellow petals a few weeks after he first saw Finn on screen. 
But, over the next few months he learned to recognize the signs. The tingling in the back of his throat before he started coughing up the silky yellow petals. The itch in his left lung when people mentioned Finn O'Hara. The stabbing pain toward the left of his chest when his teammates threw around homophobic slurs and comments like beads at Marti Gras is nothing new, but now it's accompanied with a burning sensation in his lungs and bloody daffodils.
The daffodils. The fucking daffodils. He decided to look the meaning of the cheery flowers up one day. Unrequited love. After that Leo laughed humorlessly, and decided that hanahaki had a fucked up sense of humor.
Somehow, Leo made it through a full year while coughing up a mixture of blood and petals. He learned how to hide it, how to excuse himself from a situation, and how to choke the petals back down while playing. He made sure that nothing would impact his career, no matter how much longer he had left.
Leo feared that his time was almost up some days. On those days, he wondered Why was he alive? Why did only the left lung sting? Wouldn't it just be better to end it than to live through the constant pain?
He almost made it through a year keeping his hanahaki a secret. 
Well, almost. His mom walked in on him cleaning the daffodils smeared with red off the floor, and he had promptly broken down in tears.
He had ended up telling her everything, how he was gay, how he hated himself for it, how he sometimes thought it would be better to just end it all instead, who he loved and why.
His mom had made him tell his coach, insisting it was for the best. There had been a major fight between the coach and him. Leo was yelling and crying but standing his ground about how he needed to play. How playing was the only thing he was living for, damn it. Leo had ended up winning, so he kept playing. And just like before, he kept the hanahaki a secret from everyone, especially his team.
But then, he found out why only his left lung stung. Logan Tremblay. The latest player that was drafted to the Lions. He was newly minted, fresh from Harvard university. Short, broad, brunet, green eyed rookie Tremz. 
As soon as Logan stepped out onto the ice for the first time Leo felt that telltale sting. But it was on the right side of his chest for the first time. Fuck, I'm not having unrequited love from one person, but from two?! 
His right lung had irises. Royalty, the Fleur-De-Lis, France. Leo didn’t know how those things related to Logan but he could take a guess. Logan was French Canadian born and raised, that had to mean something. 
Leo’s life went on. Now he had double the work of fighting the flowers down. Two names instead of one. Leo could tell there was something between Fish and Logan. The intense stares they gave each other across the rink meant something. The tension between them one day had just disappeared. Leo saw something as Logan's hot temper reared up whenever Harzy got into a fight or got hurt. 
The signs grew. Rainbow tape on their sticks, posting LGBTQ+ supporting messages on the team Instagram; small things you’d need to look out for, or know exactly what they meant to know the significance. 
The real confirmation was when the official Lions Instagram posted the picture of Logan and Finn kissing at a pride parade, smudged bi flags painted on both of their cheeks. 
The caption read “We are aware of the homophobia in the league, however, two of our players aren’t willing to hide their relationship from the public anymore. Both Tremz and Harzy have our full support.” 
The moment he saw it, the feeling of petals started to itch in the back of Leo’s throat, but he gagged them back as he scrolled through the comments. They were filled with the expected bigotry and homophobia with the occasional biphobic comment. Yet scattered in were the kind comments, full of support, rays of sunshine on a raining day.
Leo started typing out a comment of his own, telling the happy couple how happy he was for them. But the lie was rancid in his head. The flowers Leo had been choking back came up in a wave of blood. 
Before Leo got hanahaki, the few dreams he had were filled with a faceless man. One that would kiss him and fuck him, but now, now there were two men. And they had faces. 
Finn O'Hara and Logan Tremblay haunted Leo's dreams in the best way possible, more nights than not. Sweet soft kisses, hands tangled in auburn or brown hair, gently worshiping the hard planes and angles that came from a lifelong dedication to hockey were commonplace in Leo's dreams. 
In stark contrast, some nights were filled with sloppy, urgent kisses, nails scratching on backs, and a pure need for release. But the dreams would always end, and Leo was left with the burning pain of self loathing building up in his throat before the flowers would make themselves known.
During this dream, Leo had been on fire all night, and it was thanks to him that the team had been led to victory. So here he was with his boyfriends, celebrating. 
Leo leaned up to give Finn a soft kiss before turning onto his side and beginning to kiss Logan's neck. Finn had started to ruin Leo and didn't stop until Leo had hit the peak of his pleasure.
However, the aftermath of Leo's pleasure was slowly but surely turning into pain. Suddenly the metallic tang of blood was clogging his throat and the familiar smooth petals were filling his mouth. 
The flowers and blood were dripping out of his mouth, and seeping into the white bed sheets. Even worse was that Finn and Logan seemed unsurprised.  no, they were almost happy. Their gentle murmurings of praise turned into cold raucous laughter. In between the harsh laughter they told him how stupid he was, how he was a nobody, how they would never love him.
As the flowers only got worse, coming up in waves and mingled with the tears that were rolling down his face, Finn and Logan vanished. Then he was falling, falling, falling. 
He woke with a start, his heart pounding in his chest, lungs gasping for air in between choking sobs; lying in a combination of petals and blood. His face was sticky with tears and warm, wet blood, and a few stray yellow and white-ish purple petals stuck to his skin. The only indicator that Leo's dream wasn't all bad was the stickiness in his underwear. But the worst part was that he was alone, stuck with only fantasies, once again.
The next day, Leo knew that practice would be bad. Even though yesterday his team was idolizing the Lions, they sure as hell wouldn’t be idolizing them right now. Practice was full of his teammates throwing around a myriad of slurs. The locker-room was even worse, where the coach wasn’t there to monitor their comments. 
Leo fidgeted with his bracelet, uncomfortable with the comments that were flying around, with the flowers edging up his throat. He didn’t remember what happened next. 
One minute Leo’s fidgeting with his bracelet, the next he’s yelling. Yelling about how people aren’t judged by their sexuality, how hell, maybe there even was a gay person in the room! To that he was obviously asked if he was the gay one, to which, he responded yes. Leo stormed out of the room to a soundtrack, suppressing the flowers fighting their way up his throat as soundtrack of cruel laughter and biting words rang around the room, just like the ones in his dream. 
The next day he dreaded going to practice. He knows he won’t be welcome on the team anymore, so what’s the point of going?
Leo ended up just texting his old coach that he was resigning. His team broadcasted the fact that he’s gay on their Instagram. Now Leo’s the target of the myriad of hate that Finn and Leo faced. It made him sick to his stomach. Seconds later, he was puking into the toilet. No flowers this time, but still unpleasant. 
He still walked with dragging steps to the rink and practiced, of course. He didn’t want to lose his skills when he attempts to go pro. Trying to ignore the fact that he knows no one will take him now. 
Out of the blue, three days after Leo outed himself, his phone rings shrilly. Marlene McKinnon. The Lions announcer. Why was she calling him?
Marlene asked him to play for the Lions because he had great potential. Leo hesitated. Did she not know that he was gay? He pensively inquired about his sexuality, how would that impact his place on the team? 
To his surprise, Marlene told him it wouldn’t influence anything. Leo was shocked, but in the happy way. Then she asked if he had any health conditions. Just like the thing about his sexuality, Leo hesitated. Eventually he nodded and said yes. 
It’s hanahaki, he told her in a slow voice, but it doesn’t impact my playing.
Fucking lie. 
Marlene was silent for a moment but then put him on hold with some shaky words. 5 minutes later, she agrees to let him play, on the condition that his hanahaki doesn’t get worse, and if it does, he needs to have them removed. Leo agreed, and suddenly, Leo was going professional. 
Sure, Leo was worried about becoming a Lion; his subjects of affection were there and they were in a happy relationship. But over time, and many, many practices filled with words thrown at O’Hara and Tremblay, he had learned to choke back the petals. 
After a few months, the day came where Leo was leaving. With many tears, and a lot of goodbyes, Leo left for Gryffindor. After a couple long flights, and a short taxi ride, Leo stepped out of the car to Hogwarts. 
Inside the rink, he was greeted with the signature smell of a hockey arena, he couldn’t quite describe it, but it was pleasant, and reminded Leo of home. 
In a blink, he was bombarded with maroon and gold, hugs and welcoming words. When he turned his head from the excitement, he saw them. Finn and Logan, standing back with Pascal Dumais, who he was going to move in with. 
After meeting everyone and flipping out while Finn and Logan give him a hug while swallowing down the familiar liquid and petals that up, Leo was informed that he won’t be living with the Dumais’ after all. 
“You’ll be living with Finn and Logan, I hope that’s alright?”
Leo quickly excuses himself to the bathroom to let the mixture of flowers, blood, and bile out. 
But Leo ended up moving in with Fish and Tremz. However over the weeks, he formed a close bond with both Finn and Logan. Of course, he became closer with the rest of the team, Loops especially. Hell, Leo has a feeling that Loops knows what it feels like to love someone who will never love him back. 
But after Sirius and Loops get together, Leo knew that he’s the only one who will never get the privilege of having requited love. 
Leo was glad that he had managed to keep it a secret from the team. Well, there were some people he had to tell. After all, Remus was the team medic. Remus was keeping it a secret from the team and the public. But Remus didn’t know who was triggering Leo’s love. The only people who knew were Leo and his mother. 
Each practice where the two of them do anything lovey dovey, Leo needs to be excused while he chokes back the flowers that are bringing themselves up his throat. But his goalie face hadn't been developed over happy things, so he shoved his feelings back and forced himself to remain calm, pretending to support their relationship; which he did, of course he did, but Leo wished more than anything that he was there with them. Leo wishes he was there in between them, wishes he was the one holding hands with them, and sharing sweet soft kisses with them. 
Hell, more than once in the time when Leo was with the Lions he considered ending it all. The thoughts weren’t new, no, he’d been struggling with them since he had realized he was gay. But now, with the objects of Leo’s affection so close yet so far, he didn’t know if it would be worth living.
But then one day, about three years after the hanahaki had started, Leo woke up with agonizing pain in his chest, like someone was squeezing a palm around his heart. He thought back. The aching had worsened every time he interacted Finn and Logan. Now the flowers were coming up almost every hour of every day. The tingling feeling is now always at the back of his mind. As soon as Leo thought about Finn and Logan he felt flowers coming up. 
The flowers are accompanied with a burning pain instead of a small stab. All of the flowers are full blossoms, a few with stems and leaves. They’d be perfect and prim, beautiful, if they weren’t coated in enough blood to look like a murder scene. 
This was it; this was one of his last days, if not his last. 
With slow robotic steps, Leo stands up, taking some deep breaths. He fished a pen and a notebook from his cabinet, and started to write four letters.
The words to his family tell them how sorry he was at how bad he was at hiding his worsening hanahaki, how much he loves them, and how he wishes he could have said goodbye in person. 
“I’m sorry for causing you pain.”
In the letter towards the team he apologized for hiding his disease and explained how thankful he was to be a part of his dream team. He told them how different the Lions were to his old teams, how they were a family and how they loved each other no matter what, regardless of their differences.
“Thank you for being like a family to me.” 
In the one addressed to Logan and Finn, Leo explained how they were the subjects of his attraction, how much they influenced his life coming out by choice, consequences be damned. Through blood, sweat, tears and flowers, he found himself rattling on and on about how much he loved them, how he fell in love with them, and how much he valued the friendship they had; even if it was just friendship. Leo’s hand lingered as he thought about it. Would this letter cause the two of them to blame themselves? Should he really write it? 
No. He had to. Leo added a note telling them not to. It wasn’t their fault, it was his choice. 
He brushed away the crimson mess. With droplets of blood staining his fingers, Leo starts on the final and most formal letter. 
Leo wrote vaguely in this letter. He told that he did have hanahaki, and how he had dealt with it for years before he joined the Lions. He publicly commends the Lions for being so accepting of him, even though he had hanahaki and he was gay. Finally, he thanked his fans for staying with him through it all. 
Then, with all the letters finished, Leo sealed them in envelopes and wrote to whom they are addressed to. Gingerly, Leo placed them on his nightstand and prepared for his final practice. 
During practice Leo told everyone how much he appreciates them, which wasn’t too unusual, so nobody took much notice. Otherwise, practice was uneventful. Leo blocked some passes as they prepped for their game with Hufflepuff next week. 
Leo was coughing almost nonstop during practice but he chokes back the blood, bile, and flowers. He allowed himself to think that this is the last time he’d have to push it down. The aching pain in his chest doesn’t subside, if anything it only grew worse the longer practice goes on. 
Leo walked into the locker-room, preparing to take a shower and stretch before heading home when the aching in his chest grew. He could hear the blood pumping in his ears and the world around him blurred. He swayed, unsteady on his feet, trying not to cry or scream. His breaths were labored, he was becoming lightheaded and his heart was pounding in his chest. The pain became too much to bear and Leo’s legs failed on him.
The team rushes over with concerned expressions on their faces. On his knees, the flowers, stems, and leaves start to come up, splattering all over the cold ground, no matter what Leo does to try and keep them back. The team became frenzied, calling for Remus. 
It was too late. Leo knew that this was his end. 
Once, when Leo was little, he asked his grandmother why people didn't just get the flowers removed. She smiled at him sadly and told him that, there might be a person you loved so much you couldn't bear the idea of not loving them. Even if you died for it. 
At the time, he brushed it off as stupid but now, now as tears sqeezed through his blurry vision and the feeling of the cold tile floor disappears, he understands exactly what she meant. 
The last thought that went through his mind, before the petals, flowers, and blood came up for the last time, was of his two loves. In an instant, all of his fantasies of Finn and Logan melted into the reality of their friendship and flew past his eyes. With one last satisfied smile, Leo closed his eyes. His grandma was right. 
Some love really was worth dying for.
Just a quick reminder, this is my entry for @hpbrokenhearts so if you liked this fic or it made you cry/broke your heart, please put a broken heart in the comments, either in emoji form or not! Thank you so much for reading!!!
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lassieposting · 4 years
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Douchifer for the domestic ship meme? :D
domestic ship meme!
send me a ship and i’ll tell you:
who reaches out to new neighbors
lucifer, because he’s stupid nosy and dan usually can’t grab him in time. dan usually does the Lucifer Apology Tour afterwards - you know; yes that was my boyfriend, yes he’s very charming, yes he sunbathes naked in my yard, he will probably invite you to an orgy or offer you Fun Muffins at some point, sorry in advance. 
who remembers to buy healthy food
dan. you don’t get abs like that by eating junk. 
who remembers to buy junk food
unless you’re lucifer, apparently. he lives off all the crap dan can’t eat if he wants to stay in shape and lowkey dan hates him for it. lucifer must have hollow legs or something, because he’s always eating. 
who fixes the oven when it breaks
dan, while lucifer stands around watching him, making inappropriate comments about dan’s hammer and working himself up into a horny mess. what? it’s not my fault you look delectable when you bang things, daniel.
who waters the plants/feeds their pet(s)
they don’t have any, which is probably a blessing. dan is too forgetful to remember to water plants, and lucifer is…lucifer. 
who wakes up earlier
dan, because he goes either to the gym or out running before the school run and then work. dan is very often up before the sun. lucifer on the other hand doesn’t actually go to bed until stupid o’clock in the morning, so he’ll stay in bed until he absolutely has to get up to do his obnoxious beauty routine before work. 
who makes the bed
lucifer. he’s the one who’s fastidious about tidiness and house chores, which seems weird to dan bc, dude, aren’t you royalty? don’t you have servants doing this shit for you? at the penthouse lucifer has a cleaner who comes in weekly, someone who delivers his groceries, and gets all his clothes dry-cleaned, but he’s also super anal about keeping his living space spotless. dan, an overworked single dad with very little free time, is considerably less worried about how much mess there is in his lounge, and didn’t realise quite how obsessively clean lucifer is until he brings trixie over to lucifer’s place and watches his face do very complicated things as he watches her get sticky fingerprints all over his nice clean surfaces. 
who makes the coffee
dan, because he gets up first. he’ll take a mug of irish coffee into the bedroom to wake up lucifer when he comes back from his workout. while he’s showering, getting dressed and getting trixie ready for school, lucifer will be drinking the coffee, getting up, and putting breakfast on. by the time dan and trixie are all sorted, lucifer has breakfast on the table. 
who burns breakfast
lucifer when it’s chloe’s week to have trixie and dan tries to convince him they can absolutely have a quickie before he needs to attend to the bacon. 
how do they let each other know they’re leaving the house
lucifer tends to just disappear and dan won’t even realise he’s gone out until he gets a picture of like. a random dog across the street, or a car lucifer just decided he wants, or lucifer’s own reflection in the window of a store with the caption handsome devil. he’ll respond tf where are you, by which point lucifer’s phone is inevitably back in his pocket and forgotten about until he turns back up eventually like a bad penny
dan shouts from the front door once he’s all ready to go. 
how do they greet each other when one of them gets home
if lucifer’s had a good day he’ll burst in with a sing-song oh danieeeeeeeeel and launch straight into whatever story he’s itching to tell about his day. if he’s had a bad day he doesn’t really say anything, he just sort of tucks his head under dan’s chin and attaches like a limpet. dan can usually get away with pointing out you’re extra cuddly today, what’s the matter? but god help him if he teases about lucifer’s Emotional Human Moment. 
dan will shout, “i’ve got beer/chinese/whatever”, because a) priorities and b) mentioning food will bring both trixie and lucifer into the room to investigate, so it’s killing two birds with one stone really.   
who brings home little gifts like flowers/chocolates more often
lucifer. dan’s not massively romantic like that. he loves lucifer a lot, for all that he irritates the fuck outta him like 98% of the time, but he’s very much constrained by his own idea of masculinity and how much emotion he’s allowed to show. lucifer doesn’t give a fuck about your petty human gender roles, daniel. 
who picks the movie for movie night
dan. they have very similar tastes in films, and the last time lucifer was topside was in the 70s, so he has a lot to catch up on. their movie nights are usually dan introducing lucifer to all his favourite franchises from the 90s and early 00s. 
their favorite kind of movie to watch
they both fanboy over the weaponizer and body bags franchises so it’s pretty safe to assume that they’re into movies with lots of explosions, tough guys in wife beaters, improbable action scenes and plenty of nudity. lbh they also both like hot tub high school. 
who first suggests a pillow fort
lucifer, and it’s less of a suggestion and more lucifer calling in something stupid in exchange for doing dan a favour. 
who builds the pillow fort
lucifer. look, if he wants turrets on the bloody thing, he can do it himself, okay? dan is the father of a 10 year old, not a structural engineer. lucifer argues that technically this doesn’t clear dan’s half the deal if he’s having to build the stupid fort himself.
who tries to distract the other during the movie
listen, lucifer is a simple man. he sees dan relaxed and happy, he’s gonna kiss him. he notices a tent in dan’s pants, he’s gonna sit on it. fulfilling desires is his thing. 
who falls asleep first
lucifer. dan makes it a point of pride to fuck him into an exhausted, melted puddle. 
who is big spoon/little spoon
dan is the big spoon. lucifer’s his first actual relationship with a guy, not counting the occasional hookup in college that he felt a lot of catholic guilt over, so he’s used to his girlfriends wanting to cuddle into him and just sort of. automatically does the same with lucifer. and lucifer lives for it, honestly. nobody’s held him for billions of years. he soaks that affectionate shit up like a sponge. 10/10 soft cuddly devil
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theodcra-blog · 4 years
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✱  kim  doyeon.  she  /  her.  cis  female.  —  i  know  that  theodora  “  theo  ”  jung  is  one  of  the  roses.  which  makes  sense  because  the  twenty  year  old’s  parents  are  hollywood  royalty  known  for  producing  and  recording  multi-platinum  awarded  albums.  rumors  say  that  they  are  the  quixotic  of   the   group  ,  but  who  knows  if  that’s true.  +  plucking  petals  off  of  daisies  in  the  name  of  a  crush  ,  steeping  teabags  for  too  long  ,  the  scent  of  perfume  left  behind  on  a  pillowcase.
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                   hello  !  im  xan  and  im  late  as  usual  but  alas  ...  😔  im  22  ,  from  the  est  timezone  (  even  though  my  sleeping  schedule  …  does  not  reflect  that  sjbdwjkbdjdw  )  &  i  go  by  she  /  her  pronouns  !  i  truly  ...  never  know  what  im  doing  with  intros  they  just  turn  out  long  &  messy  aha  ... are  u  ready  ?  *jungkook vc*  let’s  get  it  !  😋
━  ˙ ˖  ☆     QUICK STATS  !
full name: theodora marie jung.
nickname(s): theo, teddy, dora (  but only by bullies 😠 ).
zodiac: libra sun, aqua moon ( click ! ) 
sexuality: bisexual.
occupation: singer / songwriter, model. 
birthplace: los angeles, california.
current residence: wherever this rp is taking place aha x
━  ˙ ˖  ☆     BACKSTORY ! ( tw: sexual themes )
so her parent’s story was actually a pretty big scandal in the 90′s ! basically theo’s mom was the pretty famous front woman of a band ( think stevie nicks in fleetwood mac ) who was long engaged to the guitarist of that same band....until one day it was announced she was quitting the group and starting her solo career, leaving her fiance, and signing to a new label.....which was run by theo’s father, a young up & coming producer taking over the family business. not even three months later theo’s mom releases her first solo album, produced and co-written by theo’s father, basically detailing this years long affair the two had been having... in a series of really catchy, moving, and wildly successful songs. 
the public went crazy over the drama, especially when rumors started circulating ( through detailed analysis of the lyrics to all of theo’s mom’s solo songs ) that the well known band had actually been quite toxic. basically it was enough to convince media outlets and fans alike to forgive theo’s parents for being cheaters and breaking up the band JSDBWBDJWBD. by the time theo was born in the last year of the iconic decade that launched both her parents into stardom, everyone couldn’t be happier the two stars were getting the happy life they deserved <3
so here comes baby theo.....and the world kind of just immediately labels her as america’s sweetheart. her mom had some minor health issues which just meant it would be safer to not have anymore kids after theo, so not only was she this little angel to the public, she was also her parent’s little miracle baby ! lets just say she had some big shoes to fill bc of all the expectations ..
luckily no one had to worry abt her being a demon child JSBDJWDWJ because she turned out to be a very sweet kid ! she was a HUGE daydreamer since she spent a lot of time alone growing up </3 her mom had retired from singing and was now helping theo’s dad run the label, and the two of them were always busy looking for new talent to sign. she didn’t have any siblings and although she had a really attentive nanny it just .. wasn’t the same ?? so to #Cope JSBDWBSBDJW theo was always creating these super elaborate little fantasy worlds. it wasn’t uncommon for u to find her deeply engrossed playing barbies alone like she had scripts and everything 
by the time she was a preteen her parents were both really pressuring theo into thinking about a singing career, so wanting to please them ( and knowing that it was something she was kinda into anyway ) theo said ok sure ! and that’s where.....things start to take a turn. since she was so young she had this very very clean, innocent, cute image ( think disney stars ) & most of the music she was making was used for kids shows or movies. she didn’t really mind it so much but she noticed that her creative process wasn’t really valued ? or taken very seriously by her parents, because in their eyes like that’s their kid you know she’s still young, she’s always had her head in the clouds, they just really didn’t think it was a big deal if they took control. 
so theo put up with it, but the years kept going by, she kept getting older, and nothing was really changing. she still had a squeaky clean image, little say in the type of music she was making, but on the outside everything looked great. the public loved her, she was a role model for kids ( even though she was a teenager now ), it was all perfect.....until it wasn’t. when she was 16, she had a scandal akin to the vanessa hudgen’s nude photo leak, except it wasn’t as explicit ( not a nude, just a suggestive pic ) and it was way way worse considering theo was a minor. 
legal action was immediately taken by her parents, but once something’s out there you can’t really stop it from circulating, so the photos existed, just not on any official media sites. it was traumatizing for theo having her privacy breached like that, especially because instead of talking about how disgusting it was that someone would leak those photos when she was just a teen, gossip sites & fans alike were too busy talking about how her image was ruined. since she’d had such a clean, innocent reputation, people kinda forgot that... she was an actual person going through life growing up, and that she wasn’t perfect. 
theo, being the optimist she is, was like hey you know what? this is my chance to stop making music i dont love. after what was probably her first truly honest convo with her parents, they agreed she should be free to figure herself and her art out. so for the remainder of her teenage years theo fell off the face of the music world....
only to pop back up in the modeling one ! like most celebrities, social media had a big say in this. since reputation wasn’t something theo had going for her anymore, what she did have was a hell of a following still and two famous parents ( not to mention ... shes tall JSBDJWBDWJ ) she did maybe one runway show before deciding she hated that. tbh she hated any modeling that felt too constricting, which is why she never ended up doing anything for big names & mostly does stuff for foreign brands & magazines. 
she liked how much aesthetics had to do with modeling, and to some extent being a part of shoots satisfied that creative itch she had, but music was always her first love. theo really wanted to go back and revisit it, but she was scared the public’s reaction wouldn’t be what she hoped /: 
so following in her mother’s footsteps, theo’s re entrance into the music scene was an ep ( 100% written, produced, edited, you name it, by her ) she released on the eve of her 18th bday basically explaining everything she went through with art. it was only four songs + an interlude, which would become the most talked about part of the whole thing because it was snippets of various reporters talking about that photo leak.
the public had mixed feelings ! unlike with what happened with her parents, not everyone was ready to “forgive” theo. and since she hadn’t done any promo for her music, or for her career as an artist independent from her parent’s famous label, it wasn’t like she was making crazy money and getting all this recognition. but !! she was insanely insanely happy, and that’s when she realized making music wasn’t something she did for other people, just something she liked to share, so what did it really matter if she could be more famous if she was an artist under her parent’s label ? 
cue present day theo, model & singer, although the labels are pretty loose. although her music is getting way more recognition than it did three years ago, she’s still trying to do things independently from her parents, and she still has yet to become a chanel ambassador or anything crazy SDWBKWKFW. because of that she’s kind of garnered this new reputation for herself as one of those celebs that don’t really feel like celebs, like maybe she’s just like u except let’s be real she’s rich and her experiences are NOT universal even if her cute insta pic talking about ~her feelings~ in the caption makes u think they are
━  ˙ ˖  ☆     PERSONALITY + TIDBITS !
not even gonna lie to u guys....she is baby. i dont mean that in a uwu shes 20 but im gonna weirdly make her act like a child way im not a freak shes just baby ! like i mentioned earlier theo was a HUGE daydreamer growing up, and tbh she still is except now that’s she’s older her overactive imagination can kinda get her into trouble. a good example of that is the fact that since she’s so keen to see the silver linings in life and the bright sides, she can neglect the bad sides of people and situations so things still fit into her romanticized vision /: this was the cause for many heartbreaks in theo’s life, and she’s still guilty of doing this although she’s trying to work on it !
very much the kind of person to treat everyone like a friend ( that means strangers too ) until you prove you should be treated otherwise. it takes a lot for her to not fuck with you, so if she doesn’t like you then you probably did something to deserve it /: she’s always had a curious personality as well so it’s really easy for her to connect with people just because she’s constantly fascinated by what she doesn’t know about a person. sometimes it can make ppl uncomfortable just how casually she can have a deep convo, but she just never had that filter where she has to know you for 5 years before she opens up about her trauma </3 you know how when bp’s rose and red velvet’s joy had dinner for the first time rose made joy cry bc she was talking abt her family and stuff ? JSDBWBDW theo is rose ... she’s out there sharing trauma deepening that bond day 1 of knowing you baby !  🤧
despite all that she’s still kind of maintained this elusive air to her? it’s not like she does it on purpose, or like no one knows the real her, it’s more like just when you’ve learned one new thing about her you realize there’s that many more things you don’t know. it also doesn’t help the fact that she’s constantly romanticizing everything, most of all herself, so she’s really crafted this “dream girl” persona without fully realizing it. im not exaggerating when i say john green wants what she has </3 
a lot of times people see her as naive, not because she often sees the good in people or anything like that ( although she does ), but because she has this overwhelming sureness that everything works out in the end. to be fair though, for her, things usually do. call it good karma, luck, whatever you want, but the fact of the matter is even when it looks like there’s no way a situation can turn out well for her, somehow it does. it’s a healthy combination of money, privilege, and a charming personality but to theo it’s proof that she’s right.
naturally.....as an air sign JSBDJWBJWBD she’s a huge flirt ! the media’s always linking her to someone because she really makes it seem like she’s dating half of hollywood when the reality is she’s just being friendly. when she actually likes someone it kind of turns into a huge deal like she gets infatuated with her crushes, swears she’s in love — and then poof. one day she wakes up & realizes she’s kinda over it ... until the next person comes along of course <3
hates conflict and confrontation.....and i mean HATES it to the point where she doesn’t even confront stuff within herself ( i.e. “negative” feelings like sadness ) until one day it all bubbles over and she’s having a legit breakdown and dying her hair red. 
yes, that’s exactly what happened last year, although if you ask theo about it she’ll just be like aha what do you mean i just wanted red hair luv x 
pictures like these ( click ! ) of theo when she'd be walking around LA in her school uniform used to go viral on twitter. 
desperately wishes she was the type of singer ppl would throw their bras at on stage when the reality is she’s out there making some chill bedroom pop kind of stuff so rip that dream </33333 
knows how to play the piano and the guitar, but keeps joking one day she’s gonna make an album and only use her recorder as the instrumentals.
has a white british longhair kitty named zoe.
is 100% that bitch that can only drink sweet drinks & fruity cocktails and u know what she’s valid for it ! 
if she wasn’t famous she’d be making slime. legit running a slime making insta, those were her guilty pleasure & shes so mad they aren’t that popular anymore JSBDJWBDJW
u know that post that’s like “i hate making tea i always feel so bad about throwing away the tea bag i feel like i should just eat it” ? thats theo 
━  ˙ ˖  ☆     WANTED CONNECTIONS !
BEST FRIENDS: a power duo the public either loves or hates, ride or dies, that 1 person theo would drop everything for no matter what.....yeah 🥺 they’d be the person she’s closest to & vice versa !   
CHILDHOOD / FAMILY FRIENDS: their famous parents were friends, so it’s only natural they wanted their kids to be friends too. just imagine the stories ..... the memories .... maybe they got along really well and are still friends today ! or maybe theo pushed your muse off of the swings ( she claims it was an accident ) and your muse never forgot and to this day they’re sworn enemies.....</3 or less dramatic......they just drifted apart and now it’s like hey we used to be so close aha thats awkward let me just smile at you and walk away ....
LIKE SIBLINGS: someone who sees theo as a sister, and who theo considers her unofficial sibling. most likely she’s gonna bother the shit out of this person as siblings do but they really mean a lot to her because it’s the family she never had /: 
CONFIDANTS: the one person theo keeps finding herself talking about the things she usally keeps inside with. i think it’d be funny if both of them find it weird to do things like go out to lunch or shop together because that’s not what they’re used to !
ACQUAINTANCES: friends who are only really friends when both of them are wasted or friends who only comment heart eye emojis and fire sign emojis under each others insta posts but don’t actually talk much for whatever reason
FRIENDS THAT DATED: maybe things just ended amiably between them, or maybe it’s like an “everyone told us we should date so we tried it and boy was that the weirdest thing we ever did” situation. either way the outcome is they’e still friends <3
CAHOOTS: what is this u may ask ? someone theo can be in cahoots with. she has a dumb idea that no one else is likely to say yes to? she goes to ur muse. ur muse has an idea no one in their right mind would say yes to? they go to theo. these two are in cahoots !  
BAD INFLUENCE: although that america’s sweetheart reputation is gone, overall theo is still seen as a “good girl” by the public. she’s not one to be in a lot of scandals so i think it’d be really fun if your muse is corrupting that ( whether they’re doing it on purpose or not ) and whenever theo’s with them she just somehow always manages to end up in trouble. 
THE BIG EX: theo’s first real relationship, and first real heartbreak. everyone before them had been an infatuation, but your muse was the real deal. maybe the media ruined it, or they ruined it themselves by being too scared of their feelings to stick around, or maybe one of them was willing to try but the other wasn’t. either way it ended badly, and whether those feelings are resolved or not....thats a secret i’ll never tell x
SUMMER FLINGS: give me past & current ( or maybe even recurring ) summer flings where they both know it’s temporary but boy is it fun while it lasts. google their names together and you’ll find paparazzi snapshots on the backs of vespas, on million dollar yachts, holding hands in museums or sunbathing on the beach but by the time fall comes creeping in the romance is over. 
HOOKUPS: friends with benefits and it’s not awkward between them, friends with benefits and it’s super weird between them because they may be crossing over into real feeling territory, one night stands / hookups that were huge mistakes, one night stands or hookups that were or are being kept secret from the rest of the roses for whatever reason, someone who leads theo on but never gets serious about her, or someone she leads on but she never gets serious about, her go-to hookup on a night out when she’s partying, etc. 
WILL THEY WON’T THEY: a friendship that always teeters on the line of something romantic ! maybe they’re both oblivious to the chemistry / tension or maybe they’re aware of it because they get jealous when they hear about the other being with someone else… maybe they refuse to do anything about it because they don’t want to complicate things or maybe they purposefully cross lines when they feel that jealousy…..could be more angsty or it could be more wholesome depending on which way it goes 😈
ARTIST TO ARTIST: i don’t think .... we have any other singers / ppl in the music industry but i could for sure be wrong JSBDSJBDJWD but ! i still would love to have people theo’s worked with before. maybe if your muses has been acting since they were little, theo could have mingled with them back when she was doing music for kids shows & movies. maybe your muse is a model and theo and them have done shoots together before. maybe theo’s written a current song for a movie / tv show your muse was a part of. maybe your muse is a model and theo asked them to feature on the cover of one of her albums. maybe she hired your muse to act in the music video of one of her songs ! maybe your muse can also sing even though that’s not their main thing and theo’s asked them to feature on a song with her. there are soooo many possibilities that could be lots of fun <33
MISC: “we used to party together all the time until that one thing happen that neither of us talk about and now we don’t do that anymore”, someone who took care of drunk theo once and ever since then she’s taken that as an open invitation to knock on your muse’s door at 3 am completely wasted, “we tried to date but the paparazzi caught us on a date and we were too scared / sick of the public eye so we never got far”, flirty friends who say no i’d never sleep with you haha…unless you’re down?, your muse was theo’s first time OR theo was your muse’s first time, stereotypical happy go lucky and grumpy relationship where the grumpy muse pretends not to enjoy the other’s presence, enemies but it can’t be anything petty it would have to be pretty serious so if u want that drama.... 
that’s the end i promise it’s finally over 😭😭😭 i truly just ramble & ramble im really so sorry abt that JSDJWBDJWBDJWBDJW i tried to include as much info as possible to make plotting a little easier for all of us so lets pray this works </3 u can come message me on discord to plot @ seulgi ily ʕ´• ᴥ•̥`ʔ#8172 so give this a like if u wanna .... do that ahahahaha x 
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a-v-e-z-a · 5 years
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Fanfic of Fanfic, or Fanfic Squared
So... y’all know that @ahiddenpath is my fellow Digimon fanfic writing ladybro. 
She’s been exceptionally critical in why I’ve written as much Digimon fanfiction as I have, because a) she has always been supportive and encouraging when it comes to my writing and b) she sets an inspiring example for the craft of writing itself. 
Moreover, the plots and settings and characterizations that she develops are SO GOOD. They have--and continue--to influence my own writing, so much to the point where I found myself writing fanfiction of HER FANFICTION. 
YES. YOU READ THAT RIGHT. 
So, in honor of Fanfic Author Appreciation Day, I thought I’d share a snippet from my fanfic of her fanfic Four Years. 
Scenario is simple: Tai has a harebrained scheme involving getting the Chosen to run an obstacle race (think Spartan or Tough Mudder sort of of thing). Chaos ensues. 
I may or may not eventually post this on FF.net. Part of me is too embarrassed (like, really? Fanfiction of fanfiction?) But, honestly, why the hell not? 
But for now, here’s a tidbit. 
And if you read this, Hidden, I hope you’re not abashed or angry. I just love that story too much. I can’t help it. lol. 
More below:
King of the Mountain 
(Excerpt)
Izzy followed Amy unwillingly down the creaky staircase, each step dropping onto the next with a plodding thud. Tai had called a general house meeting, the nature of which happened to be important enough to merit an emailed invitation—which didn’t make sense. He, Tai, Amy, Sora, Matt, Mimi, Joe, and Hana all lived in the same house, rented from Mimi’s father. If Tai wanted a meeting, all he had to do was yodel, “Asses in the living room! Now!”
“You know that was probably Hana’s idea,” remarked Amy, seemingly able to peer into his thoughts. Izzy glanced up from his feet and looked at her as they reached the first floor.
“The email invitation?” he asked, wondering if he had, in fact, been muttering his musings aloud.
“Tai is not a planner, Izzy.” She passed him into the living room. “It was definitely Hana.”
Her lack of suspicion over the meeting had Izzy pursuing her with a wrinkling brow. True, Tai was the innovative one, chockfull of ideas—crazy and some, surprisingly, astute��but Hana was the orchestrator, the executor, the (perhaps less endearingly) conniver. She was the Loki to Tai’s Thor. Izzy would never admit fear, but the two of them together did present a certain force majeure.
Everyone else was already in the room, situated in various (or favorite) spots. Izzy was surprised to find Ken and Davis sitting on the floor, in front of the couch Matt, Sora, Joe, and Mimi occupied. Kari and TK were also, oddly, present. They shared half of a mismatched loveseat, the latter sitting on the armrest rather than on the cushions. Kari must have spotted them both. She gestured at the empty spot beside her.
Amy sat, and Izzy, mimicking TK, parked his bony rump on the opposing arm rest. He crossed his arms.
Hana sat in a folding chair by the front of the room, adjacent to the TV. Her laptop rested flat on her thighs, Tai leaning over behind her, pointing at the screen at things the rest of them couldn’t see. Despite sending the invitation, the appointed start time was not respected.
Izzy rolled his eyes, annoyed with the needless tax on his time.
“So, guys…” TK pitched his body towards them, nearly falling over Kari before she extended a hand and corrected his balance. Stable, TK continued, his voice dropping low. “What do you think’s going on? I thought this was a house meeting, but we don’t even live here and we got invited. Davis and Ken, too.”
“You seem to have ideas already, comrade,” Amy replied, supplying the prompt TK didn’t need to share his theories. “Let’s hear them.”
The smile he cracked split open too readily, white teeth gleaming, blue eyes shining with light.
“You don’t think they are going to announce they’re getting married, right?” he conjectured. Izzy sputtered an unpleasant sound, as if he were being throttled, rudely depleted of oxygen.
Amy set a hand on his shoulder and patted, gently. She gave TK a knowing look.
“You did that on purpose.”
The freshman did nothing to conceal his shame. He grinned widely.
“Sorry. Had to do something to wake up the senses. Everyone’s been complaining when they enter the room. That’s no fun.”
Amy tipped her head, unknowingly (or knowingly) leaning into Izzy as she considered the observation.
“Have they?” she asked.
“Yeah,” TK reaffirmed. “No one is even contemplating the possibilities of such a meeting. I mean, what if they are planning a trip?”
“In the middle of the school year?” questioned Izzy, insulted by the sheer inconsideration of such a proposal. “That smacks of massive irresponsibility. And even if they were, it doesn’t merit a scheduled, one-hour meeting on a Sunday.” He continued to rant. “Any trip information could be shared and coordinated via email. That is why cloud-based share drives exist.”
A testy silence followed. Izzy returned his glance to the others in the room, how they were preoccupied with side conversations with their neighbors, apparently not as concerned about the now late meeting the two people at the front of the room had arranged. He felt Amy shift behind him, her body peeling away, and he peeked over his shoulder to see what had caught her attentions.
She faced TK, who had tipped forward himself, the edge of his hand pressed to his cheek.
“Did you give him his vitamins this morning?” he heard him ask. “Because yikes.”  
Izzy snorted.
Both Kari and Amy admonished TK in their flippant, doting way. Amy shook a finger at him and Kari poked a dimple.
As tempted (or provoked) as Izzy was to rebut, he never received the opportunity. Tai clapped his hands, once and loudly, and the room quieted.
“You’re probably wondering why I’ve called this meeting…”
Izzy tried to soften his glare to a stare of mild disgruntlement, going so far as to rub his forehead to smooth away any furrows—if only for politeness. If Tai could read on anyone’s faces a hint of displeasure or a roll of the eyes, his enthusiasm was no less incandescent. His hands were fused at the palms, suggesting he’d start rubbing them together maniacally like Dr. Frankenstein’s mad lab assistant.
“I’ll get right to it.”
He turned sharply and volleyed finger guns at Hana, who, playing along, saluted him with a wink. Laptop keys were pressed, and in a second, the blank TV screen behind Tai lit up to show the black and orange vector graphic of what looked like the silhouettes of a man and a craggy, forested horizon.
Tai stepped aside and gestured at the image like a magician completing his trick—proudly, and with a dash of flair.
“Anyone know what this is the logo of?” he asked.
Izzy’s poor posture worsened. He slumped, planting elbow on knee and chin on raised fist like an emaciated version of Rodin’s The Thinker. Tai’s prompt had all about it the beginnings of an infomercial. He was the smooth-talking spokesperson and marketeer, shouting questions at an audience cued to reply monosyllabic answers in loud and spiritless unison.
True to his metaphor, his group of friends began offering their thoughts.
“The Bionic Man?”
“Daniel Boone.”
“Forrest Gump?”
“Sasquatch.”
With the quality of educated guesses deteriorating (if any were educated to begin with), Tai closed the call for suggestions.
“What the hell, TK?” he yipped. He didn’t so much point at the screen as he poked it. “You think that’s fucking Bigfoot?”
“Brawny guy in the woods, my dude,” TK replied, calmly. “It practically wrote itself.”
With a snort, Tai again tapped the screen with his finger.
“This,” he explained, “is the logo for the race ‘King of the Mountain.’”
Despite the regal name, it inspired no immediate curiosity or interest. The room simmered in silence, all of them collectively trying to find the significance in Tai’s words. No one even asked the obvious. “What is ‘King of the Mountain,’ Tai?” Instead, Mimi used the time to express her displeasure with the gendered name.
“Why not ‘Queen’? Better yet—royalty.”
“Jesus Christ,” Tai muttered. “It’s a name. Girls can be kings and vice versa. Anyway, it’s a race, all right? Held on a local and national level.”
“Oh, like a marathon?” piped Davis.
“Yeah!” Tai jumped, perhaps overjoyed someone had finally shown intrigue. “Well… sort of. Marathons are 26.2 miles, Davis. King of the Mountain—max—doesn’t even reach half.”
Davis scratched his collarbone, prompting a slight puff of the chest.
“Walk in the park if you ask me,” he boasted, glimpsing at Ken.
“Dude, you didn’t let me finish. King of the Mountain goes anywhere from ten to twelve miles, but along those miles will be a series of up to twenty-five obstacles you’ll need to get through to reach the finish line.”
“Obstacles?”
“Twenty-five?”
Tai looked at Hana, and the screen blipped to its next slide, which listed all twenty-five potential obstacles. In skimming the list, Izzy found events colorfully and deceptively named “Ice fishing,” “The Matterhorn,” “Lightning Rod,” “Mudskipper,” and “Krakatoa!” Whoever named the events might as well have been captioning images in a history textbook.
“And there you have them,” said Tai. “Next slide.”
It surprised Izzy little that Tai forewent any explanation whatsoever into the particulars of the dubiously named events. Luckily, hands rose and interjections voiced the instant the slides changed.
“What in God’s name is the Executioner?”
“That doesn’t sound ominous at all.”
“Or life threatening.”
“The hell kind of race is this?”
Exasperated, Tai shut the disturbed and muttering public with a sharp “Just hold it! Jesus!”
Outburst released, he turned, more calmly, to his girlfriend. “Han, can you go back to the previous slide?”
“Firstly,” Tai resumed, “the race, as I’ve said, is only a maximum of twelve miles.”
Only? Izzy retorted. He could barely run a mile, let alone eleven more, with God knows what booby traps lie in wait. Did he also really intend for Amy to run the same race?
“Secondly, the race isn’t tomorrow, or next week, or in three weeks. It’s in three months. We have plenty of time to train and prepare. Speaking of—Han, skip ahead a bit, please.”
Izzy’s brain still buzzed from Tai’s unexpected foresight. He shared Amy’s opinion that Tai rarely planned for anything, but to plan for something three months ahead of schedule qualified as a miracle. Though, all it took was for Izzy to peek in Hana’s direction, and there was his answer. She regarded her boyfriend with an affectionate, engaged attention, nodding subtly in agreement with his points, one crossed leg swinging idly in his direction.
“Now, there’s a prize for the team that completes the race first—along with individual winners—but I thought this would be a great thing to do as a group.”
Never one to avoid publicly contesting Tai’s harebrained schemes, Matt raised a hand, though he was already speaking before Tai acknowledged him.
“Tai, not all of us are athletes.”
About half of the heads in the room nodded, encouraged by the challenge. Izzy nodded so vehemently his chin nearly hit his clavicle.
“The hell did I just say, guys?” Tai answered, exasperated. “This is three months away. If you aren’t an athlete now, you will be by then.”
Izzy raised his eyebrows, momentarily distracted by the mechanics Tai hoped to employ to reach such an end. But the curiosity was short lived when he realized he would be subject to those designs.
TK raised a hand, pointing a pen at Tai like a reporter at a press conference.
“I noticed you are using the general, pluralized ‘you,’” he began, “is it your intention to involve all persons present in this athletic endeavor?”
Tai shrugged, crossing his arms.
“Well, not all,” he admitted, a tad too readily, a natural at the hypothetical pulpit.
“What do you mean?” Matt demanded.
“Could you elaborate?”
TK’s softer, more professional question was overwhelmed by Matt’s complaint, and Tai answered the former.
“It means not everyone will participate in the race.”
“So, what?” Matt countered. Sora laid a hand on his shoulder, ever sensitive to her beau’s warning signs. “You going to run a lottery to see which of us has to do this with you?”
As acidly as the question was given, Tai was impervious to its sting, as if he were forcefielded against negative feedback—or cobra spit. Their fearless leader even smirked.
“If you’re not up to task, Matt,” he said. “Just admit it. No shame.”
The instant Matt stood, Hana rose as well, all five or so feet of her. Carefully, she set down her laptop and stepped in front of her boyfriend, though not without shooting him a pointed look.
She opened her twiggy arms the way actresses on stage performing Shakespeare did, like they were swans unfurling their wings, placating the tense air.
“Everyone can calm the fuck down,” she said, in contrast to her soothing movements. “This isn’t the Hunger Games, okay? We understand that not everybody here is an athlete, but we have arranged a regimen that includes diet and training, each generally accommodated to everyone’s schedules. We also looked at everyone’s strengths and weaknesses and took that into consideration, too.”
Matt sat back down, but his anger was replaced with indigestion.
“Holy shit,” he breathed. “You’re not giving us the option to say no, are you?”
“It’s called the power of preparation, Matt,” replied Hana, all smiles, evidently pleased with herself.  
“Yeah, and anyway,” Tai interjected, with a shrug, “I already bought us the tickets and ordered team shirts, so… it’s a done deal.”
The blond musician’s well-coiffed head sprang up.
“You inconsiderate son of a bitch,” he growled. “You stinking little—”
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So this is one of the stories um working on 🤔
USF. United Space Forces. The Forces for short, was created to find another livable planet. Us humans have destroyed our mother earth. In able to go outside you have to wear a special mask to help turn carbon dioxide into oxygen. We have lost most of our plant life outside. Dead trees still stand and some species still strive, though not nearly enough to make oxygen. The plant life we do have are in green houses. They still are having major issues growing successfully. The trees that grow are stunted in growth and don't even reach a few feet. We have lost the ability to grow much farm life outside, we have a few small indoor farms. Though only the rich have access to fresh vegetables and fruits. scientists have made synthetic food to eat, it tastes disgusting though.  I myself have not had the opportunity to eat fresh foods. Only canned processed foods. I did steal an apple off of a truck when I was 8 years old and was starving from not eating for 2 days. I was only able to get one bite out of the apple before i was spotted and striked for stealing and eating fresh food. Since that day I have vowed to make it into USF. 
     The program I have been training my ass off to get into. Its a program where you get selected for your talents and sometimes for your genetics and personality, which is more rare than being picked for talents. I guess they want to keep a diverse team together. Which makes sense to a certain extent, you don't want multiple people with the same leader attitude. It would lead to chaos and fights. Everyone trying to be the boss and push their ideas and ways off onto everyone. Sometimes being a follower comes in handy in some cases. Myself i have been training from day one to be the caption of a future team.   
 The USF sends out a new team every 10 years giving enough time for the other teams to report back on their status. The first 5 years are them traveling in cryosleep to their destination. The other 5 years are for them to find a Liveable planet in their designated solar system or galaxy. They run multiple tests on the planets to check for oxygen levels, Checking the ecosystems, as well as the wildlife, and if there is an alien race living on there or not. So far there have been 5 teams that have been chosen and sent out. Only 2 have returned, the other three we lost any signals and communication with them once they landed on their potential planet. The 2 teams who have returned weren't able to find any livable planets in their systems and were able to come back safely. 
I trained since I was 8 years old and I will be on the next launch. Perks come with being on the team. Your loved ones and family will be instantly higher up in class. No longer wondering where their next meal will come from and will be given no housing. A salary will be paid to them yearly, no matter if your mission is successful or not. You are risking your life for the earth and will be rewarded as well as your family. If you come back from the mission you will be made into an advisor for future teams. If you find a livable planet and are able to successfully make it our new home you will be a founder of the planet and will be close to royalty. I Strive to give my family a better life. No longer starving when we run out of our monthly rations. No longer having to wait a week to take a shower or wash clothes once a month due to our limited water use. I will be the next captain of Team 6. 
The good thing about the testing is no matter your class you are given the same opurinites. They implanted that so they didn't miss a diamond in the rough. Which i am. I was at my last session of Advanced Gun training. I was the top in my class followed by my best friend. She was from a class A family. The looks, the skills and the money.
 Though she is different from the others, she's humble and she knows she isn't different from anyone else because of her daddy's money. She has earned her own spot in this world. I hide my true self from her for the first few years we were friends. I told her my family just moved to the area and were not well known but were successful in the farming industry. Which now days was a very very well respected career. She called me on my bullshit when she saw me at the food collection center. Food collection centers are where low class get their monthly rations. She was volunteering there handing out food, i tried to play it off but all she did was stand there with her hands on her hips calling out all my bullshit and once she was done she hugged me and explained my class has nothing to due with out friendship then proceed to help me carry my rations home.  
I swivlied on my toes and brought my shaft down on the back of his knees. He dropped to one knee and started to swirl his shaft around but before he got it up i slammed mine down into his. It slammed down on the ground with a thunderous bang. I whipped the shaft up and held it under his chin forcing him to submit. I made eye contact with his dark brown eyes. The colors of dark chocolate with a light brown swirled into them. He held his own for the whole match but he made one mistake and turned his back on me. I smiled down and reach down to help him up. As he grabbed my hand and went to stand he used his weight to pull me down into him and then rolled us down and pinned me to the floor.
 He leaned down and whispered “I never submit Frecks” calling me by the common nickname I was given. 
I ground my teeth and stealthed out “ Its Theadora” and wiggled out from his grasp. He just shrugged while smirking this smug ass grin and left to change. 
I stalked over to Alice and took the water bottle she handed to me. That was Jeptha the dick who has been the only one to be equal in sparring with me, and it pisses me off. I shook my head and looked over at alice who was currently checking out Lucy the girl who is magically good with tech. She is someone id want on my team. I’d make her head technologist of the craft. I knew I could trust her to handle the tech on the spacecraft, she new all the latest systems and also loopholes. Though she doesn't publicly share that.
“ you know you could just go talk to her and shoot your shot.” I nudged her side and smiled at her. She had this sound look on her face, “I don't need distractions while im gone” She replied and then plucked at her sweat towel. She was just as confident as I was that she was making the cut.
“You know she might make the cut to, and I think she has similar feelings for you sooo.” I suggested to her. She sighed and just shook her head giving me the signal not to press it.
She has never been able to fully express herself and how she is attracted to females. She knew her family would go ballistic. I never pressed her on coming out because i knew once we started our mission it wouldn't matter.  Since the next 10 years of our life would be simply focussed on the mission. I bent down and scooped up my bag and and drank the last of the water and handed it back to Alice. It was time to go home and wait for the results of the tests and for the choice to be made. I hugged Alice and went towards my house.
It took me about 2 hours to walk to my house, normally Alice would have had her driver drop me off on her way through into the upper class sector. Though today she had an appointment with her father at his business. She was signing her right away from the company. Her father threatened her with losing her stability with her family's money if she went through with the tests. He did not think someone of his name and class belong on the USF. He thought it was below them. He knew his family would get a home on the new planet and thought why waste the time and potinaly death it brings. Though Alice has always planned on signing her rights away. She wanted nothing to do with him or his company. 
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Highway to Hellsite
Because @abalonetea low-key encouraged me to finish an AU scene despite not knowing what it was, and @idreamonpaper and @drabbleitout actually encouraged this weirdness at one point, and I have no willpower when it comes to both spoiling and embarassing the hell out of Jackson Alistair Lewis. A short non-magical AU about blogging and your obvious crush on a celebrity going viral.
Jackson Alistair woke to the sound of his phone obsessively buzzing in his ear. He moved, stretched, felt something pop in his back and slowly lowered himself back onto the pillow, blinking at the ceiling for far longer than he supposed he really needed to. He had some things to consider, though nothing so much to worry about, he thought. He had survived the gala, uploaded a decent number of shots, and, overall, not completely flopped at his first press event. Good. It all faded out, a little, in comparison to the real reason he was even invited. Being the administrator of the first known DawnShadow fan page wasn’t much for a marketing resume, but damn if it wasn’t good for getting in close with DawnShadow’s marketing team when the band reformed and started catching on. So, maybe his interests hadn’t been one hundred percent professional.
The event certainly had been, at any rate. A fundraiser, a big deal. He hadn’t actually known much about the organization up front, just that it was run by the founder of a network of medical facilities. He knew who that man was, though. And he knew who that man’s second-in-command on his medical staff was. And if there was one thing that was bound to get Nathaniel Ettonridge out into the world, it was his crazy-genious daughter. Even if the band hadn’t been contracted to perform at the more public part of the event (which, thank whatever powers, they had), Nat would be sure to make an appearance. And what an appearance it had been, though the tailored coat was nothing compared to the guitar god on his arm. There had always been rumors, but this was…Well, whatever it was, it felt important. Maybe just because he'd spent so long looking at ancient pictures and wondering, but...maybe not that, really.
The phone buzzed again, and he finally bothered to look at it. A lot of new notifications, more honestly than he’d expected – in fact, suspiciously many. And a few messages from Sydney, who hadn’t dragged herself clear across the country just to watch him snap pictures at an event she wasn’t actually invited to. Understandable. The messages were about what he expected. How was the event, was it exciting meeting everyone, how did he end up getting on stage? And then, a little bit of a different one.
“Did you bring anyone back with you? ;)”
Of course not, and what sort of strange question was that? He asked her as much.
“I’m just teasing. But we’ve talked about this. You can tell me anything. I did figure it was probably a joke, though…” A joke? What was a joke? After a minute of him not answering, another alert snapped him back. “…” And then another. “You haven’t seen it yet?”
He flipped on instinct back to the notifications. A lot of new traffic, likes, reblogs, retweets, notes from all over the series of pages he’d been maintaining across their different platforms. And then, before all that, the ominous truth of the matter.
“Kim ‘at’ed me in something?” he asked, out loud, and then paused to consider the odd sensation of trying to say “@” out loud. What was more, it was a post from another blog, someone he had met the night before. He paused, thought about it before he even attempted to open it, and couldn’t recall anything that had occurred between him and Sarra being interesting enough to go viral. Finally, he went to her account, and stared for a long moment at the odd gradients that served as placeholders for what must have been a completely unreasonable amount of pictures. He glanced over his shoulder to his laptop, and wondered if it was worth another attempt to connect to the hotel’s terrible wifi. Finally, after far too long, the images began to materialize. He scrolled around a little, not looking, just moving the screen up and down, and wondered in an aggravatingly sincere confusion how someone else’s hellsite post had managed to send that much attention to him not just on said hellsite, but across the board.
He scrolled back to the top.
It had only one line of explanation. “The most interesting thing that happened all night.” And the first picture under that wasn’t one she had taken. It was a screenshot of one of his. And so were a few of the ones after that. And there were a few of her pictures, of him, usually of him taking pictures, of…Well, until he saw them all in one place, he hadn’t realized just how many pictures he had taken of the same person. The first large swath of reblogs were all Sarra, adding more pictures to the string.
People, at first. It was just a very striking image, one he couldn’t possibly pass up. The fact that Dr. Orion Lourandera’s other main celebrity contacts were royalty in the fashion industry, and his own siblings, was too good to be true. At first glance, the twins were almost indistinguishable from each other. Jackson wasn’t totally sure if the garments they were wearing would be considered gowns or coats, but the long gauzy material, all blue and green and teal with glints of gold, trailed to the floor like peacocks’ feathers. The sister was the one with her hair swept up and pinned, the one who never took her sunglasses off. The other, with short hair swept back and impractically high heels, was the brother. At some point, his outermost layer – apparently some sort of jacket – was discarded, to reveal that the rest of whatever sort of couture clothing item that was, was open down most of the back. Intricate scrolling tattoos of very small text ran from the base of his neck down his spine to the small of his back, and Jackson remembered wondering just how close one would have to get to actually be able to read it. He did not, on the other hand, remember just how many pictures he'd tried to get of it. Or how long he'd actually stared while wondering, though that was apparently long enough for Sarra to notice and snap a few pictures of Jackson frozen like a statue with his camera half forgotten as the rest of the guests moved around him. It was a decently long exposure, if the motion blurs on everyone else were anything to judge by.
He finally managed to scroll past the vast swath of his pictures of Anderson Lourandera, with its handful of pictures of himself, before the next section started. This one was all pictures of Jackson, posted by an instagram account he'd never heard of before. Something private maybe? The first one had managed to clearly catch the moment the doorman had IDed him, and how much taller everyone else around him was, and was simply captioned, “Whose baby is this??? Why is he here alone???” with a teary-eyed emoji and a random selection of hearts. The one after was Jackson, as well as a few other camera-wielders, and based on the small lock of blonde hair in the corner of the image, this was a picture that Anderson had discreetly taken over his own shoulder while leaning dramatically on the bar. “These media boys think I'm posing for them. They must never learn the truth. #too drunk for these heels #i will literally fall over #no srsly #someone #stop ogling and help me #dammit."
The captions weren't all exactly coherent, but there were…Well, there were a lot of pictures of Jackson. Including a very zoomed in one of him showing his ID to the bartender. His info had, thankfully, been blurred out, but based on the small excited-looking key smash, whatever had been seen was exciting. Oh, Jackson realized, thinking back to the first picture, the fact that this man had thought he was a child, my age I guess.
And then, there was one of him talking to Sarra, who was pointedly side-eyeing the camera. “Askfbsi I've been caught,” and then a very distraught little emoji.
Then, there were the concert shots. A couple of Jackson in the crowd, looking particularly giddy, and captions pointing it out. Then, a few posts with no pictures, just black, with very over-excited and unspecific captions. And finally, the part where he ended up on stage, himself.
Jackson still remembered the feeling of awe, like a coronation, when the strap of the PRS was lowered over his head, the feeling of the strings under his finger, the mother-of-pearl inlays glinting under the stage lights. Nix, with the same ancient red Fender, cluing him in on the set, testing his knowledge on a couple things. No problem. That's why Jackson was here – he was the guy who knew it all.
It was only screenshots but it was clearly a series of videos. When he got to tear into his favorite solo. The moment of shock he'd hoped nobody had noticed when Nathaniel hit that note in Firebird. Nathaniel daring Jackson to do the vocals for Twilight Angel. People cheered, good-natured but egging him on, until he agreed. Sarra had interjected in the next post to add the link to the full video, with a struck-through comment of “no but for real he was amazing go watch it.”
And, in glorious conclusion, a picture Sarra had taken herself, a panoramic view of the scene, of the over-dramatic rapturous look, head tossed back, laughing out loud, of Jackson killing the last solo in the outro of Visions of Midnight on one edge of the image, and, on the other side, Anderson Lourandera, gaze locked on the stage, skin tinted with a faint alcohol-induced blush. One shining with energy, and with the aid of stagelights, the other a vibrant beacon standing out of a sea of dark suits and satin and velvet winter dresses. It was, Jackson concluded, a very odd scene, and it suggested that people had shown up with the image of a more political event in their minds. That seemed like it should have been important, but he couldn't place why. Couldn't quite care. Found himself forgetting, failing to notice, a little more every time he looked back at the picture. He did manage to notice that the artistry of it put every one of his shots to shame.
A few other comments came up under that, a lot of people gushing about various aspects, and a few repeating the demand to know who this kid was. And then, the conclusion, which had been reblogged back to Sarra's page as well. A screenshot of a select few of the posts from Jackson's “house of light" tag, which had existed long before the gala but which now included a couple of last night's pictures, and a screenshot of part of the House of Light's official blog, including a couple of shots of Jackson walking out in a long-hemmed vintage velvet coat that, now that he thought about it, was actually from HoL. The tags underneath included the phrase “#if you see this #call us.” And that was where the “@” appeared. Kim's commentary read, “Admins for @visionsofdawnshadow and @houseoflight-courtofshadow need to quit being horny on main.”
Jackson stared at it for a long moment, then took a screenshot of the whole thing and, after another minute if hesitation, sent it to Sydney.
“Is this what you meant?” he asked.
“Don't freak out,” Sydney answered. “Besides, like I said, I was already pretty sure nothing happened…”
“Why?”
“Well, I know who you are so…I called? The west coast shop. Mostly talked to Eva. (Cuuute accents, by the way).”
Jackson's brain failed to formulate more than “…,” so that was what he sent her.
“It's no secret they work a lot with the band, so he's heading back east with them.”
“Aaand it wouldn't hurt to have an assistant/photographer/model/killer musician on board for that kind of project?”
. . .
“…We sort of figured…you might want the job. She thought maybe you could meet with them before you leave? If you don't want to I can totally call her back!”
Jackson switched back to the page of Sarra and Kim's pictures, stared at that panorama for a minute. Saved it. Looked again. Reblogged it to his own page, added a relevantly embarrassed-looking gif. Wrote back to Sydney, “Just tell me where to go.” Then, a second later, “Also, I love you.”
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Coloring Outside the Lines Episode 1: Making Machinima and the New Media Maze
~LISTEN ALONG~
WARNING: Volume Down. This one compressed pretty loudly this time around. 
Transcript (with pictures! Most effective when paired with hitting play):
Hi everyone, my name is Erin Christopher aka Agent Kentucky, and you are listening to, “Agent Kentucky Presents: Coloring Outside the Lines: RWBY, Red vs. Blue, and the Rise of the New Media Community”. This four-week blogcast is being completed as a course requirement for my new media class at Florida State University and will use the creation and dissemination of the Rooster Teeth brand as a case study in the formation of new media communities and the impact of digital storytelling. Now, I feel like there was some jargon there, so I’m going to back it up a minute and talk about what new media is, why I’ve chosen to study this company, who I am as a host in relation to the topic, and then we’ll get into the focus of this week’s blogcast, which is making machinima and the new media maze. So, if you can’t tell, I’m a pretty big fan of wordplay and alliteration, sometimes it comes unconsciously so keep an ear out.
Anyway, if you’re not familiar with what Red versus Blue is, I’ll be explaining more in a little bit, but it’s best known as the longest-running episodic web series ever. Still, if you’ve never seen it, you might be wondering why I’ve chosen “Agent Kentucky Presents” as the title of a blogcast with a focus on Red vs Blue. So first of all I’m from Kentucky, and while yes I can do the stereotypical Kentucky accent, I will not be using it in this blogcast because I figure I grew up in Kentucky, this is my voice, this is a brand of a Kentucky accent. Don’t want to do anything disingenuous, here. But moving on, in Red vs Blue, the Rooster Teeth series that launched the whole company, there are 49 Agents called “The Freelancers”, who are named after US states, so you have Agent Texas, Agent Washington, Agent Carolina, but as it stands Agent Kentucky is still out there adventuring and has not yet shown up. So I figure, for my little blogcast, I’ll be the Agent Kentucky’s stand-in until the real Agent Kentucky makes their debut on Red vs. Blue—and, maybe they’ll have the stereotypical Kentucky accent.
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Caption: Say hello to the Freelancers! None of these cool kids are Red or Blue, but stand-in Agent Kentucky is goin’ rogue on the Blue Team (Go Cats?)
Moving on, I think I should explain what I mean by a new media case study before we jump too deep into this. So, within this field of new media studies—which is still really getting its footing in the larger academic world—we’re going to be looking primarily at these new ways stories and information are distributed via the Internet. Kind of delving in deeper into this rise of the web series that we really see coming to a bit of an apex today with the popularity and convenience of streaming, also YouTubers and the social media influencers. New media also encompasses things like the web comic, the visual novel, the listicle, the podcast, the fiction podcast—which has actually been my primary area of research for the past six months I’ve been doing my senior thesis, but the thing is we’d be here forever if I named off everything that counts as new media because it’s always growing and always changing, which makes it challenging to keep up with trends and shifts, but provides for a lot of diversity of material.
So, all research starts out with a core question, even though I’m going to be talking about a lot of different things regarding new media here in this blogcast, but my question I really want to focus on is about community and these web series. So RvB, RWBY, really anything that Rooster Teeth is putting out, you have gen:LOCK coming in January, which is this huge exciting new scifi series helmed by RWBY’s director Gray Haddock and Black Panther’s Michael B. Jordan, probably a more familiar name if you’re not familiar with RT’s stuff, but the point is part of this company’s success has grown out of a backbone of community. 
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Caption: Michael B. Jordan is back to snap some retainers (and pilot some bad*ss mechs) as the voice of Julian Chase, protagonist of the upcoming Rooster Teeth Animation series gen:LOCK
And I’m not just talking about audience—for the record, I will be referring to community and audience as totally different things. So you can watch something and never think about it again, hardly talk to anybody about it, it goes out of your mind—but you were still part of the audience. You consumed that commodity. Community, on the other hand, implies further engagement, it implies connection with other audience members, sometimes this brings about the production of transformative works, so we’re talking fanart, that sort of thing. All of this long explication here brings me to my central research question which is, “How is the niche web series a catalyst of community unbounded by geography?” So that rhymes a little but it’s still kind of jargon-y, so I am essentially asking here, what is it about web series like RvB that brings people together so passionately? And obviously, you have a lot of discussions like this going on right now about modern fandom, kind of concerning things on mainstream platforms, by mainstream studios, but I think there’s a personal element here when we’re talking about indie content, especially indie web content, that facilitates the development of a different kind of consumer community—there really are tons of these out there now, but I want to focus on the RT community specifically given their time frame, how they really were ahead of their time on these things. So, kind of presenting a thesis for my question here, I think niche has a lot to do with this development of community by the web series—you’re getting people engaging in conversations who have more specific intersections of interests, I also think creator-community connection has a lot to do with it which is really bridged through social media nowadays, and that’s kind of what we’re going to be exploring here through these four episodes.
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Caption: The spectrum of Red vs. Blue Heroes
Which, nature of research, one question leads to another, why focus on these series specifically? For the most part, we’re going to be talking about Red vs Blue but later we’ll touch on RWBY, which if you’re not following along in the blog is spelled R-W-B-Y, it stands for the main characters’ names and the colors they’re associated with, and I’m not just doing this because it lets me make a cheeky little title about coloring outside the lines, but these series really have made a profound impact on the landscape of digital storytelling and what we think about when we produce visual entertainment for the Internet. And going off that, the ways in which these stories have brought so many people together. I think one of the reasons I really latched onto what this company does, especially after watching their fifteenth anniversary documentary Why We’re Here, which is also the title of the first episode of Red vs Blue, is because my own mission as a storyteller, as a screenwriter, a novelist is to write things that bring people together. Things people can talk about, make friends through. I’ve made of my some of my dearest long-distance friends over the years over just nerding out about stuff, so what I’m really curious about is what makes these niche series so powerful as a connective tissue among geographically disparate people.
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Caption: Community comes together at the 2017 Rooster Teeth Expo (RTX) in Austin, Texas
So quick history lesson, in 2003, two years before the advent of YouTube, which has essentially become our society’s video hosting and consumption crutch, we see the birth of Red vs Blue, and subsequently the group that will become the founders of currently Austin, TX based Rooster Teeth Productions. Now with 16 seasons and 5 spinoff miniseries under its belt, Red vs Blue was created originally using playable characters in the shooter video game HALO, which was then overdubbed with comedic voice acting and released on Rooster Teeth founder Burnie Burns’ website, drunkgamers.com, where he and his friends, as the title suggests, would do the equivalent of Drunk History, but for video game reviews. The first official episode was released on April 1st, 2003, and the series actually found itself as part of a larger new media content movement called machinima, which was essentially the art of making movies out of video gameplay. Red vs Blue however has become probably the best-known example of this new media genre, having ballooned into the internet smash hit that it is today.
Not to say that there weren’t bumps in the road, however. After RvB started drumming up serious views, the crew got into some pretty hot water with Microsoft because, obviously, HALO was protected under their copyright. However, due to RvB’s massive success and the hordes of new players it actually brought the HALO franchise, the team at Rooster Teeth was allowed to use HALO footage to make Red vs Blue completely free of royalties.
Anyway, so the first episode of RvB, after it premiered in April 2003—see, I rhymed again—essentially became a viral video before the term viral video even entered our vernacular. Okay, say that ten times fast. But really, by the third episode, things were really taking off and the team had started to realize they had struck on something pretty special here. Which brings me to discuss, “how does Red vs Blue even fit into this greater new media genre of machinima?” For the record, I’d never even heard of this genre, or knew that there was a special genre for the type of production Red vs Blue is, and the creators didn’t know it either at the time, so I don’t feel as bad about it as I could.
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Caption: “What are YOU lookin’ at?”*
*Not the actual dialogue
Interestingly enough, there’s actually an Academy of Machinima of Arts and Sciences, that’s had its own film festival, awards show, and an expo convention that started in 2008. The first Machinima Film Festival and Awards were held in 2002, in which Anachronox: The Movie, a short film created using the 3D role-playing game Anachronox, took home best picture. A year later, the prize went to Red vs Blue: The Blood Gulch Chronicles. The first ever machinima films, however, were created around 1996 using the video game Quake. And similarly to Rooster Teeth, you had teams of producers—two of the big ones were called The Rangers and the Undead Clan, who created these early machinima films and distributed them via the Internet.
Now, even though it’s made using an action shooter game, Red vs Blue really isn’t all that much about the fighting—although there definitely is some, it’s certainly not like what you’re going to find in say, RWBY, where you’ve got these super crazy fight scenes and characters whipping out convertible weapons and all that. Rather, Red vs Blue is more about what happens in these humorous conversations among soldiers, and I think that’s one of the big appeals of it. So many times, content is focused on the action, kind of one of the fundamentals of structuring a plot is asking “is this important to the story? Is this important to the characters?” but Red vs Blue endeavors to make the non-fighting, the cracking jokes and dry humor, the focus, that’s the important stuff. There’s actually academic literature out there on RvB as a piece containing anti-war sentiment, I have it linked in the sources if you wanna check it out.
However, I also think RvB has a big appeal due to the interactive nature of the content, starting with its creation and continuing on into its distribution and consumption. So in an academic article on the art of machinima, Dr. Henry Lowood, who is a curator of science and technology history in the libraries at Stanford University, discusses this idea of the player—that is the player of a given video game—as a performer. Which, you know, machinima—the players become the animators, the modelers, the voice actors, but Lowood argues that this is inherent to video games, that the video game experience actually has laid the psychological groundwork for machinima to arise as a form of new media storytelling. So, when you’re playing a video game, especially an RPG, you are, for the most part, in control, you have to literally be inside your character’s head, making decisions for them. That’s why, when games are talked about or reviewed, you’ll see the word “immersive” thrown around a lot, and that’s because so many times when you’re playing video games you are placed into the psychological position of your playable character. According to Lowood, that makes you an actor. 
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Caption: A table read of Red vs. Blue Season 10. 
So, of course, machinima producers like the Rooster Teeth founders go the extra mile here, doing voice acting over staged video gameplay, but the point, according to Lowood, is that impetus to create is already there just through the act of playing a video game. So, if we’re looking at RvB’s production as something that amplifies player-game interaction into this new dimension, is it so much of a stretch to claim that that interactive nature is actually directly reflected in the creation of the Rooster Teeth community? Of course, the founders talk about in the documentary how the community forums were created so the fans could really just entertain each other while there were lulls in releasing content, but you also saw the founders having day-to-day engagements with their fans, sort of befriending them, they ended up actually hiring a bunch of their early fans like Gavin Free, Barbara Dunkelman, and Miles Luna who are now trademark company personalities, so you wonder if interactive was just kind of always in the blueprint, and of course carries on into the company mission today.
Finally, I really think that they’ve capitalized—as so many online content creators have—on the simple fact that people process information via narrative. Really, when you break it down, new media studies as a whole is kind of the study of how stories are connecting people. Via the internet, digitally. I mean really that’s intrinsic to the core of humanities, this idea of stories connecting people. All this to say, of course, that this concept of interactive creation, of including the consumer in the narrative, is kind of what it takes to lay the seeds of such a well-connected consumer community.
So, next episode I am going to dive deeper into this creation of community and I would really love to do a Q and A, maybe an interview, so if you’re part of the Rooster Teeth community and don’t mind me reading off your answers to a couple of questions, or if you want to ask me questions regarding this and my research on it, my ask box is open you just can’t send me anonymous messages—so don’t be shy, I only do that for my own safety and security, and you can always request that I not give away your URL when I do the Q and A. Anyway, thanks for tuning in, and we’ll be back with another episode next Friday.
~Peace out, and check out the bibliography under the cut.
AKY
BIBLIOGRAPHY
Lowood, Henry. “Real-Time Performance: Machinima and Game Studies”. Journal of Media Practice, vol. 2, no. 1, 2006, pp.10-17. https://web.archive.org/web/20060101161233/http://www.idmaa.org/journal/pdf/iDMAa_Journal_Vol_2_No_1_screen.pdf . Accessed 14 September, 2018.
Ott, J. “Academy of Machinima Arts and Sciences”. Making the Movie, 7 Aug. 2005, http://makingthemovie.info/2005/08/academy-of-machinima-arts-sciences.html . Accessed 14 September, 2018. 
Starrs, D. Bruno. "Reverbing: The 'Red vs. Blue' machinima as anti-war film", 'Continuum: Journal of Media & Cultural Studies', NY, London: Routledge, 24.2, 2010, pp. 265–277.
Thompson, Clive. “The Xbox Auteurs.” The New York Times Magazine, 7 Aug. 2005, https://www.nytimes.com/2005/08/07/magazine/the-xbox-auteurs.html. Accessed 14 September, 2018.
Why We’re Here. Directed by Mat Hames, Rooster Teeth, 2018.
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Quick Thoughts on TRR Book 2 Chapter 18
• Predictions I had made for the two Finale chapters (probs not on my blog but I did say this to several mutuals):
1. Chapter 18 would be filler, Chapter 19 would be likely where shit hits the fan.
2. Diamond scenes would be split between the chapters, 2 LIs per chapter: Hana and Maxwell this chapter, Drake and Liam next chapter.
3. Why? Because Drake was the only LI with a diamond scene last week, and because given how ominous Liam’s future would be, there is a chance they will up the drama/tragedy quotient by having his diamond scene just before it strikes (remember how we got a love scene just before the fiasco at Coronation??). Hana and Maxwell have not had diamond scenes since NY, so obviously they would get a lion’s share of this chapter.
4. LIs would have significant conversations with the MC about their relationship during the diamond scenes. The scenes will be priced at 30 diamonds each - that was exactly how much they priced “last moments with LI” in Book 1. (I see they didn't do this for Maxwell possibly because no sex compared to what the other LIs are getting) (Future prediction: I think Drake’s scene might have some stuff on his real role in court but I can’t be sure, and hopefully Liam’s will expand on family history).
5. Another future prediction: We may or may not get another plot related diamond scene (similar to Olivia’s in the Book 1 finale).
• I didn’t anticipate the impromptu photoshoot or Bertrand and Savannah reuniting or Madeleine appearing at the end (tho I wasn’t exactly surprised she did, we were bound to see her sometime or other). But the rest? On. The. Money 😎
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• Okay let’s start this shizz fam!
• Today’s title: Noble At Heart. Though it actually should have been I Got Land and A Fancy Title Only Because Pixelberry Wants to Justify Getting Me Involved In Some Really Complicated Political Shit The Next Book.
• We’re still not done impressing people. In fact we’re never going to be done impressing people. I fail to understand why the MC is so surprised about this. Boo, this is what you signed up for by being royalty/nobility. You’re not GOING to have a life of your own from now on *shrug*.
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The epic shade Bertrand Beaumont, Duke of Ramsford, gave to Prince Leo tho 😂
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I KNEW naming my duchy Daniel Henney was a good idea! 😁😁😁
• There are mixed responses on Liam’s new suit but I kinda like it? It defines his chest quite nicely I think xD xD I wish it had been a slightly duller/lighter shade of blue tho, similar to what we saw on the cover. The blue suit on the cover wasn’t this bright.
• I really wish his bow could have been silver instead of gold though? Blue and silver are Cordonia’s national colours and it would have been fitting to have him wear those to the Homecoming Ball.
• Also I think the extra diamond scene if you’re engaged to Liam is such a lovely bonus, even if I think the dress for that picture was a little too top-heavy for my tastes and WTF why does my MC have two left hands. But the picture looked sweet xD
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(See the skirts are flowy and wonderful and the sleeves are lovely but I feel like there’s too much going on with the bodice!)
• Sample this dialogue exchange (if the MC says “we would have still found a way to be with each other”):
Liam: I know we have our share of history [in the palace ballroom], but to me, it will always be the place where I first saw you in Cordonia…the moment I realized you had come into my life to stay. Since then, I’d wondered time and again if I would ever stand beside you like this. Now that we’re engaged, there are a million memories I want to make with you.
MC: No matter how bleak things were, or how hard it got…I knew we’d find a way through.
Brb crying 😭😭😭😭
• I have a feeling there might be some emotional importance to this photograph later if you buy it - esp if something happens to Liam or they are not able to get married yet. It could be a reminder of happier, more hopeful times, or Liam could look at this and view it as motivation for a future he wants to give the MC. IDK how it will work out but it would be great if they did that.
• MC: Together, we’ll be unstoppable.
Liam: I think we already are.
Hold on to that thought, you two. You’ll need to prove it pretty soon the way this book is going.
• @feisty-mary pointed out that we get a caption for impressing Justin and speculated on a likelihood that it might have some importance in the future. That kinda depends on how the writers are going to spin his cryptic “our paths may cross again”. Ally? Enemy? He’s like Madeleine now, you don’t know yet which direction this character will be headed.
• Why did they make Hana’s selection look like an over-frosted cupcake? 😣 Stop doing my fashion queen dirty.
• Olivia’s selection was nice but I’m not sure about the tiaras for either.
• It’s interesting how they have gowns that are custom-made to suit what Liam is wearing (Hana mentions this): the pink gown I’m guessing is meant to suit Liam’s blue suit overall, and the gold one to match his bow.
• Fam this tiara is clashing with my pretty gold hairclip help.
• Now that Olivia has found out who was responsible for the threats, can’t do anything about it because it would hurt Liam, and basically feels she has nothing left to investigate, her work seems done. But is it really?
• There’s still so much story left to Olivia. Esp re: her parents. That’s why they’re keeping her appearances limited to just helping the MC this book. Book 2 is supposed to be about the MC clearing her name and defining her relationships, but Book 3 will undeniably be about Cordonia. Olivia’s story is a big part of that history so I guess it makes sense for them to put it off till then. @ladynevrakis and I have this theory going on about how Olivia’s parents might have been trying to protect Liam’s mom - I personally think that would be a great way to tie those two stories together!
• Only Olivia Vanderwall Nevrakis, Duchess of Lythikos, would suggest placing her future queen in a dungeon. Only Olivia 😂
• I’m not going to say much about the Hana lake scene, esp since it’s largely a sex scene and the non-diamond buildup is just as important, BUT HANA STANS CONGRATULATIONS I’M SO HAPPY FOR YOU.
• So Hana’s going to stay with us, Drake might stay/visit, Maxwell might visit, Olivia might return to court when she hears about Liam and Liam…man that depends on what happens next chapter 😟 So we’re kinda starting to get a clearer idea of where the gang will be at.
• The scene with the guys, Bertrand, Savannah and Bartie was sweet, but my lack of investment in Bertrand/Savannah doesn’t really let me enjoy it. I think PB did all three characters (Bertrand, Savannah, Maxwell) a disservice by handling that story the way they did. Savannah’s story started out as this very emotionally charged mystery that kept Drake going in Book 1, and people got invested enough, but IMO it was handled so shoddily you end up feeling irritated at Savannah and Maxwell for how they handled things, and saddened because Bertrand’s entire character gets shortchanged so that the only thing he seems to care about anymore is Savannah (which is fine, but the reason I liked Bertrand in the first place was the way he was depicted before she came along). So Savannah is still a big part of Drake’s story, and the Beaumont brothers’ history, but the investment in her is simply not there anymore. At least for me. Sigh.
• Also CONGRATULATIONS MAXWELL STANS! The screenshots I saw looked sweet and I’m glad they had that all-important chat about how they want to move forward. I’m guessing Maxwell’s relationship will take time since they’d just confessed to their feelings in NY and they’d need a lot more development as a couple before they reach that stage. But I’m guessing that will happen in Book 3! Splurge on those diamond development scenes like your life depends on it till then! XD
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If Liam is sending his personal security detail to guard me…then who’s guarding Liam?? 😱 😱 😱
• Adeleide looks very happy for the mother of a thwarted almost-queen. But she did mention that becoming royalty was changing Madeleine for the worse so I’m guessing she thinks her daughter almost dodged a bullet there. Plus, free booze.
This is Adeleide when she talks about Madeleine.
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• I’m totally waiting for you to get that “hip hopera” of yours’ ready, Maxwell. Like Elvis Presley would say…
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• I like the idea of Bertrand getting some love in his life…I just want to be able to enjoy the good ol’ curmudgeony go-getter Bertrand we all grew to love while we’re at it. Is that too much to ask for, PB? Is it?
• “Will Madeleine spoil your big night?” - I don’t think you would have placed her so early in the next chapter if that was the case, PB, cmon (then again, the message at the end of Chapter 18 last book didn’t sound that threatening either and look what happened there. So I could be wrong). Plus, I think we have bigger threats to worry about, threats we don’t even know about yet.
• So I saw a screenshot of what would happen if you’re with Liam and tell Hana you still want her, and she seems okay with it. I have the same problems with this scene that I have with the other scene - in fact more so because at this stage the MC is officially engaged to the other LI. But you know what worries me more? That there was such an intense reaction when Liam did it (including people stating they were glad they did not choose him and comments on Liam’s “integrity” - thankfully most of the people I followed pointed out how OOC it was) but almost-radio-silence when it came to the other LIs doing the same thing. I mean Drake last chapter still got to imply that he’d be more than happy to take us up on that offer if we chose the “tour of the room” option, and Hana here immediately agrees to what the MC wants if she implies that she is willing to cheat on Liam with her (unless the MC has Liam’s consent on this, that’s what it is). Very few actually commented on either. That’s not fair, fam. You can’t hold one LI accountable for something like this and not say anything about the others.
(People who may have taken the option to have sex with Liam while being with the other LI, and continued the chapter, does the MC inform their LI about this development?)
For me, the problem in both cases is that the MC doesn’t bother to ask the other person. She doesn’t say “look this is what I want to do, but I want to talk to both you and my fiance before I move forward”. She just takes what she wants from whoever she wants and the LIs just let her. It makes me feel sorry for them and really angry at her.
• Is it me or will Hana have an outdoor kink too? Homegirl has her first time with the woman she loves just as the setting sun kisses the lake xD
• Next chapters the finale, fam. The sex is going to be HELLA. The drama is going to be HELLA. And the wait for Book 3 is going to be…not hella.
• Will Liam finally have sex with my MC in a bedroom? Or will we find some other nice outdoorsy place since the hedge maze is already done? Whatever it is, we’d better get a scene absolutely worth 30 diamonds. No fade-to-black bullshit. LIAM STANS WILL RIOT.
• This is my MC to Liam next chapter:
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Credit to @callmetippytumbles the genius who began the trend of putting gifs on her “Thoughts” posts. I can’t imagine NOT using them now thanks to you 😂
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Arsé-kun: -Thursday, November 4th- Sheepy: *Aru is hugging Caliburn. She's worrying about Kay...* Arsé-kun: *Merlin is on the floor beside her, trying to cast magic over a mirror. He's had no success.* Sheepy: Aru: What if he never comes back...? I'll be all alone...! *whimper* What if he... Arsé-kun: Merlin: H-hey, don't be like that! He's probably just on an adventure! He's got no phone to tell us..! Arsé-kun: *Merlin isn't entirely convincing himself, either..* Sheepy: Aru: Kay wouldn't be gone for this long! Arsé-kun: Merlin: He's done it before. He's gone out drinking and come back the next afternoon before! Just... Not when we lived here. Sheepy: Aru: ...?! Arsé-kun: Merlin: He hasn't done that for a while. Hey, he hasn't been going out drinking either! Sheepy: Aru: W-what if he fell and hit his head...? What if he got robbed? What if... Arsé-kun: Merlin: He's with Grif, Bedi said. Grif wouldn't let that happen! Sheepy: Aru: But Grif isn't back either! Arsé-kun: Merlin: I don't think they're... *he picks up his phone and sends a message. Asking the family for advice* Sheepy: Aru: Maybe that yellow-cloaked man who threatened Grif hurt Kay too...! Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'm asking, but no one will tell who that could be. And if scrying has no results... Maybe I'm doing it wrong. Sheepy: Aru:....! Maybe Teacher knows! Arsé-kun: Merlin: He knows! He won't tell me! Sheepy: Aru: ....! *whimper, sob* He must be...! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Off on an adventure, obviously! Grif's dad hasn't shown up to say that anything's happened to them! Arsé-kun: Merlin: And Primo hasn't said anything to you, so it's probably fine?? Sheepy: Aru: Why would Teacher be watching them? Teacher is on vacation. Arsé-kun: Merlin: That hasn't stopped him from adding his opinions on discord! Sheepy: Aru: That's different. Arsé-kun: Merlin: The general consensus is! A, they're off path. B, I'm doing it wrong. C, something is shielding them. And D, which I'm not suggesting. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'm gonna go ask Misyr at this rate! Sheepy: Aru: Off path...? Sheepy: Aru: Kay told me not to go off path! Sheepy: Aru: He hasn't been trained in combat, has he? So it's less safe for him to go off path than it is for me. Arsé-kun: Merlin: He only did it once before, with Grif. I'm saying its a possibility, but it's not something he might do. Sheepy: Aru: Kay... maybe... Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... The hell am I saying, yeah he would. He thought he was hot shit after the first time. Arsé-kun: Merlin: But he was already doing dumb shit with Grif before you told him that. Sheepy: Aru: Ugh...! Doesn't he realize that he only has one life?! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yolo. Sheepy: Aru: I don't know what that means, but... I thought Kay was really cool...! But now I realize he's just plain reckless! Sheepy: Aru: He might've gotten hurt out there... All because he wanted attention... Sheepy: Aru: I haven't been giving him enough attention, have I...? But the truth is, without him here, I'd feel so much more homesick... Have I not been expressing my appreciation for him enough? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Maybe? It can't hurt to try, but... Sheepy: Aru:....Maybe... Sheepy: Aru: Thank you for listening, Merlin! Okay, I'll thank him a whole bunch when he comes back! Arsé-kun: *Merlin has been thanked for something! Master has given Dobby a sock! bad joke but same elation* Sheepy: Aru: Let's include him in the lessons next time! We haven't done them for a bit. I've missed them! Arsé-kun: Merlin: I agree, actually. He's got potential. He blew up a mug! Sheepy: Aru: Yeah! If he works hard enough, he can blow up two mugs! *...Somehow, this is completely sincere enthusiasm and not sarcasm.* Sheepy: Aru: Let's work hard to find him! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Maybe even three! Arsé-kun: Merlin: [text: to Bedi] Any leads, chief of dealing with kays bullshit? Arsé-kun: Merlin: [text: to Bedi] All we worked out on our side is that I suck at scrying lmao Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Merlin] Kay ia on campus according to Holmes. Arsé-kun: Merlin: [text: to Bedi] That helps a lot!! Thanks babe Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Merlin] No problem. I'll keep looking. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Bedi asked Holmes. Kay's on campus. Sheepy: Aru:...! Sheepy: Aru: Okay, so we just need to look on campus! Sheepy: Aru: Where is a good start...? Sheepy: Aru:...If only we had a general idea whee on campus! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Coffee shoppe? I could ask Misyr for tips and we can see if anyone's seen him or Grif? Sheepy: Aru: Okay! Let's try that! Arsé-kun: *Merlin and Aru go to the coffee shoppe!* Sheepy: Misyr: *He's drinking coffee like always. He's reading The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes! A secret Holmes fan? Maybe.* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Grampa, how do I scry people like a not idiot?? Sheepy: Misyr: *he looks up* Oh! Merlin! ... Practice? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Well... What if we don't have time for that? Sheepy: Misyr: Eh? No, not him. Sheepy: Misyr: Il Fado de Rie. Sheepy: Misyr: Although... I may or may not cheat a bit to find people myself. Sheepy: Misyr: Ahahaha! This cheating Demon King can do aaaanything~! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Well, Bedi's bro and the campus security are both missing, so can you cheat? Sheepy: Misyr: Eh? Arsé-kun: *Merlin's expecting things from you, Misyr!* Sheepy: Misyr:.... Sheepy: Misyr: Cheating Detective Demon Lord Misyr (don't forget incredibly handsome and very smart) is on the case! Ahahahaha! Sheepy: Misyr: *He gets up and exits the coffee shop!* Arsé-kun: *Merlin quickly follows him!* Sheepy: Misyr: *He focuses and attempts tracking Kay!* Arsé-kun: *... He's got a lock on something!* Sheepy: Misyr: I found him! (a potential lie) Sheepy: Misyr: I'll guide you there, because I'm so nice! Ahahaha! Sheepy: Aru: Aren't demon lord final bosses supposed to be evil? Sheepy: Misyr:...... Sheepy: Misyr:...I'm really evil, you know! Sheepy: Aru: Okay. Sheepy: Misyr: I kill heroes for fun! Sheepy: Aru: Okay. Arsé-kun: Merlin: You make really good coffee. Sheepy: Misyr: Yes,of course! Demon lords need hobbies outside of restriction! Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Eh? Sheepy: Misyr: Eh? What? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, never mind! I thought you said something weird! Sheepy: Misyr: I said destruction! Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's why I said never mind! Sheepy: Misyr: Oh, makes sense! Sheepy: Aru: Wow. Teacher can even restrict a demon king from doing what he wants... Sheepy: Aru: I want to be like Teacher! Arsé-kun: Merlin: But then you'll be an old coot that gives you no help! Sheepy: Aru: Huh? Sheepy: Aru: I want to be like Teacher except actually help people! Sheepy: Aru: I'm sure Teacher could be amazing if he put his skills to use! Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'm sure he can prove he isn't as awful as Malleus! Sheepy: Aru: But why would he want to? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Why not? It's a low bar! Sheepy: Aru: Because then people would expect things of him. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Merlin has never done anything that was expected of him in his life. He does what he wants with priority. Sheepy: Aru: But thanks to Teacher making messes wherever he goes, you and I were both born! Arsé-kun: Arthur: I do not think that is a compliment. Sheepy: Aru: Actually, I guess without Teacher, none of us would be here. Sheepy: Aru: It's not? Teacher works in mysterious ways, but at the end of the day, he's done a lot of good without people asking him to, right? Arsé-kun: Arthur: As well as agreeing to have someone conceived b- Arsé-kun: Merlin: SO GRAMPA WE THERE YET Sheepy: Misyr: We're close! Sheepy: Aru: ?... I don't really get it, but... Without Teacher, I wouldn't really have a parental figure! Teacher's always been there for me, even if he has been difficult throughout most of it. Sheepy: Aru:....... Arsé-kun: Merlin: I envy you. Sheepy: Aru: You've really had it tough. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Haven't we all. Sheepy: Aru:....? Sheepy: Aru: No, not really! Sheepy: Aru: I've had my fate decided for me the moment I was born! I haven't had to worry what to focus my energy on or what I should do with my future, because I know I have no choice in the matter! *She... sounds oddly cheerful about this?* Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's.... Terrifying, actually. I think I'd be dead if I had that situation. Sheepy: Aru: Huh? But isn't part of what makes life difficult not knowing what the future will bring? You claw at hope and try to change it to suit your desires, but after numerous failures and life betraying you, you feel anxious that you'll be wronged by life again, no matter how hard you work to make your future a bright one. Isn't that scarier? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Jesus. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Things happen. Ain't it better getting over somethin' than just getting everything real easy? Sheepy: Aru: Hmm... Well... Arsé-kun: Merlin: If I went with what was "decided" for me, I'd be living in my parent's basement, uneducated, thinking that believing in science makes you a heretic. Nooooooooooo thank you!!! Sheepy: Aru: That sounds scary... I wouldn't want to be in that situation. Arsé-kun: Merlin: And I said "I ain't doin' that!" I'm in so much trouble with the parents, but I want this! And I also wanna order a pizza... Arsé-kun: Merlin: But that's for after we find Grif and Kay! Sheepy: Aru: Really? You can just say no? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Always can! Don't want something? Don't wanna go through with something! It needs your consent to happen! Sheepy: Aru: It's not that I necessarily mind my life as it is, but... Arsé-kun: Merlin: As your substitute teacher, I gotta say! If anything's been proven, it's that some things will happen, but not all of 'em! Sheepy: Aru: I feel like I have to fulfill its purpose if the time comes, and if I'm not ready, I'll be consumed by it. Arsé-kun: Merlin: For what?? We're not British! A king isn't chosen by some lake woman's old tableknives! Sheepy: Aru: Well, you're not. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Were you born in Britain?? Sheepy: Aru: I wouldn't know the answer to that.. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Then ask the old man! Sheepy: Aru: I've lived there almost my whole life, though. Sheepy: Aru: That basically means I am, right? Sheepy: Aru: Anyway, being king isn't really about being royalty! The sword's purpose isn't for that. Sheepy: Aru: It's for leadership! Arsé-kun: Arthur: ....... What. Sheepy: Aru: That's what Myrrdin says, anyway! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Grampa, you got anythin' to add before I slam this into the trash? Sheepy: Misyr: I don't have any interest in kings who aren't me! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Aru, do what you want. If you're lucky, what you want is the path you need to prepare for anyway. Sheepy: Aru: ....?! Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Okay, that's enough serious talk from me! Bedi might think I'm taking philosophy or some stinko if I keep speaking like this! Sheepy: Aru:...I don't really know what I want. I just want to do a good job. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Then do a good job! Who's gonna stop you??? Saaaaaaaaaaaaaatan? Sheepy: Aru: Umm... isn't it really, really hard to lead people? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Aru, you talk to offpath monsters like they're your neighbors. I don't think you're gonna have any trouble, boss. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ..... Why'd we stop? Sheepy: Aru: Good kings are ones that place their people before themselves. Their purpose is to serve their people as a leader. But they lose themselves in the process. Scary... Sheepy: Misyr: Well, because we're here! Behold! The great cheating Demon King's tracking capabilities! Ahaahahaha! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Here?! This is like... The campus' power supply? Sheepy: Misyr: Yeah, he's here! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Hope we don't run into the janitor... Sheepy: Misyr:? Sheepy: Misyr: Janitor? Sheepy: Misyr: ... Oh, I've seen him before! He avoids and glares at me! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Also hope we don't get in trouble for trespassing! Oh well! Sheepy: Misyr: If you do, I can just nuke it and then there'll be nothing to trespass on. Problem solved! Arsé-kun: Merlin: NO! Sheepy: Misyr: What? Arsé-kun: Merlin: What part of campus power supply didn't you hear?? Sheepy: Misyr: So don't break the power supply! Sheepy: Misyr:......*mumbling* What does that even mean? Arsé-kun: *Merlin gets a message. It's the Merlins chat, and Memrys sent a meme that just says "MISYR ATE A HORSE MADE OF 5GS" with a picture of a semi-translucent horse. Angra liked this post. Merlin liked this post.* Sheepy: Misyr: We can go in whenever! Sheepy: Misyr: By giving you permission, I've cheated and made it not trespassing! Ahahahaha! Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Good enough for me! Sheepy: Misyr: *He heads in!* Sheepy: Aru: Kayyy...! Where are you...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Kaayyyy! Griiiif! Where are you guys??? Sheepy: Aru: Kay! If you don't come home, you won't get any of the pizza Merlin is buying! Arsé-kun: Merlin: And Grif won't get the box! Sheepy: Aru:...Grif eats the box? Arsé-kun: Merlin: He sure goddamn tried to! Sheepy: Aru:....... Sheepy: Aru: Maybe we don't need to bring Grif back. Just Kay. Arsé-kun: Merlin: What kind of leader would reject a man for being dumb? Sheepy: Aru: It was a joke, a joke! Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'm teasin' you! Sheepy: Aru: Anyway, many would, but not good ones. Arsé-kun: ?: ... What is all of this. Absolute racket out here? Why are students here at all? Arsé-kun: *Helllooooo, Orpheus! Moving around yourself, I see! Plugged into something you are!* Sheepy: Misyr: Aaahahahahahaha! I gave them permission! After all...! Sheepy: Misyr: I am the cheating Demon Lord, Misyr Rex! I will cheat and do anything I want! Sheepy: Misyr: So this power supply is mine now! *mumbling*...but really, what is a power supply? Arsé-kun: Orph: .... I don't care. I'm more concerned about the students... And this is clearly a child. Sheepy: Misyr: I can decide who can visit! And I've decide- Arsé-kun: Merlin: Hi, teacher! Sheepy: Aru: My brother is lost here! Have you seen him? He's tall, has red hair, an eye patch, and he's mean to everyone but his friends! Arsé-kun: Orph: .. Kay? ... Yes, I have. Sheepy: Aru: Is he still here? I'm worried about him! Arsé-kun: Orph: If he left, he would have needed to pass me. So he has not left. Sheepy: Aru: Can I go see him? Arsé-kun: Orph: Certainly. Merlin is questionable because the homework may not count, but I am bitter regardless. Arsé-kun: Merlin: EH?! Arsé-kun: Orph: ... I am kidding. Please follow me. Do not step on anything. Sheepy: Aru: Thank you, Mr. Robot! Arsé-kun: Orph: Quite welcome. If anyone asks, I did not leave my position and my legs are for show. Sheepy: Aru: Okay, your secret is safe with me! Sheepy: *Aru follows Orpheus!* Arsé-kun: *Merlin, of course, also does* Sheepy: Aru: I hope he's okay... Sheepy: Misyr: Well, he's definitely Kay! Arsé-kun: Orph: I absolutely will not tolerate you and my husband speaking if this is what you are like. Sheepy: Misyr: Ahahahaha! You can't stop me from doing anything! I can cheat and do anything! By the way, why are you wearing armor? Arsé-kun: Orph: ... I wish this were armor. Sheepy: Misyr: ????... Arsé-kun: *Orph leads them to a small side room! Looks like this would be a technician's break room or something..! Except there are no technicians, just two sad bois* Sheepy: Aru: Kay!! *She rushes over to him! Hello! Are you ready for a hug? No? Too bad!* Arsé-kun: *Kay lifts his head up slightly to look at her, and takes a moment to focus on Aru. He looks depressed.* Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Oh. Hey. Sheepy: Aru:....? Kay...? Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah, this is failure incorporated, how can I take your call? Arsé-kun: *That was the most upbeat he could make himself sound. And yet, he still didn't.* Sheepy: Aru: Wow, Kay! You have a job now? Maybe we don't need to get pizza for you after all! Arsé-kun: *.....Kay isn't amused* Sheepy: Aru:....?.... Sheepy: Aru: Kay, I was really worried about you! Sheepy: Aru: I kept thinking you might not come back, and I... Arsé-kun: Kay: ..... ...... *he (finally) takes one of his arms off Grif and puts it around Aru. He's got you, fam* Sheepy: Aru:.....*whimper* a-and I... *sob* I-I felt really, really lonely and scared..! Arsé-kun: Kay: ... *his expression softens* .... Sorry. I didn't think this would happen. Sheepy: Aru: You don't need to apologize! I-I...! I should be making you feel more appreciated! Arsé-kun: Kay: Fer what..? Doing dumb shit, or stupid shit? Sheepy: Aru: N-no! You make me feel really welcome, and much less homesick! So...! Thank you! Arsé-kun: Kay: .... No, thank you. I won't be explaining. Sheepy: Aru: You don't need to go out and fight monsters off path to be cool! To me, you've always been the coolest because you're you! So...! Please don't put yourself at risk! Arsé-kun: Kay: ?!?!!??!!??? Sheepy: Aru: ...? Arsé-kun: Kay: I'm not cool... I'm a goddamn disaster. Sheepy: Aru: Yeah, your face is! Who hurt it, huh?! Arsé-kun: Kay: ...? *he tries to wipe his face off with his sleeve* I wasn't hurt. I'm just... ... Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 2 Arsé-kun: *Kay looks woozy suddenly...* Sheepy: Aru: K-Kay...? Um, um...! Sheepy: Aru: I'm here for you! It's okay...! Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 5 Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 17 Arsé-kun: Kay: .... *he shakes his head and tries to regain his balance* It was... It was bad. Sheepy: Grif: *He leans over more towards Kay and incoherently slurs out a mumble that sounds something like "If dogs only go on walks outside, how do they move inside"* Arsé-kun: Kay: ..... Y... Yeah, Grif's absolutely fucked in the head too. Sheepy: Aru: It sounds awful... Arsé-kun: Kay: Uh. I dunno, bud. Work on that more. Arsé-kun: Kay: I already haveta hear this shit later this week... Sheepy: Aru: What? What does that mean? Arsé-kun: Kay: I mean I gotta babysit Artair after he gets his wisdom teeth pulled. Can't wait to fuck that up somehow. Arsé-kun: *in the background, Merlin is NOT cool with these vibes. These vibes suck* Sheepy: Aru: Okay, I'll join you! Arsé-kun: Kay: wh Sheepy: Aru: We can babysit Artair together! Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Uh. Sure, I guess. Arsé-kun: Kay: I'll... I'll explain what happened when I can... Stop feeling like I'm gonna eat shit thinkin' about it. Sheepy: Grif: *He leans closer to Kay and mumbles out another incoherent mess.* Arsé-kun: Kay: ..... Bud, Applebee's doesn't serve bees in apples. Sheepy: Aru: Okay, take all the time you need! *She gives Kay a bright smile!* Arsé-kun: Kay: ... N' this mess next to me is gonna need more help. Tell dick wizard to stop being a useless pussy. Sheepy: Aru: Merlin, Grif needs help! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Huh? *he resumes paying attention* Uh, right, that makes sense. *he comes over to support Grif* Sheepy: *Grif is very unsteady. He puts basically all of his weight onto Merlin, and doesn't really seem aware of his existence.* Sheepy: Grif: *He slurs out something along the lines of, "the yog in yog-sothoth is short for government"* Arsé-kun: Merlin: W-woah there, tiger, I think you need to slow down there. Sheepy: Grif: Wben bde pkans slmething, it's a gobernment consoirsacu. Hehehehe! Iaa! Ia! Yig-Sithtith! *he grunts and clutches his chest* Khhhh...! Sheepy: Aru:......Um.... Arsé-kun: Kay: ..... Yeah, maybe shut the fuck up, Grif. Arsé-kun: Kay: ... I'd tell him to get some sleep, but I ain't carryin' his fat ass. Sheepy: Aru: It's okay! Merlin can carry him! Arsé-kun: Merlin: I absolutely cannot! Sheepy: Aru: Huh? Why not? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'm not a muscles guy..! And he's in full armor..! Sheepy: Aru: Huh. Sheepy: Aru:..... Sheepy: Aru: Think strong thoughts! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Okay. Bedi will definitely come save me. Definitely. Sheepy: Aru: Can Bedi carry him? Arsé-kun: Merlin: The extra manpower would help..! Sheepy: Aru: That makes sense! Arsé-kun: Kay: Why wait...? Merlin can teleport. Can you? Sheepy: Aru: Okay, Merlin! It's time to teleport home! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Wh-wh-what?! I can't do me and four other people...! Sheepy: Aru: Arthur and me go together! Just like Grif and his dad! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, yeah, definitely helps. Fine, but if I collapse it's on you! Sheepy: Grif: Hehehe~ gbe caslte colllapses btut I'm stitkll hehre~ Arsé-kun: *Merlin focuses all his power, and...! They're gone!* Arsé-kun rolled a die with 20 sides. The die showed: 1 Sheepy: Aru:.... Where's Merlin? Arsé-kun: Kay: *holding up Grif* Fuck if I know..! Sheepy: Aru: Oh... he sacrificed his short way home for us...! He's really kind! Arsé-kun: Kay: Whatever, help me move this lug..! Sheepy: Aru: Ummm... I'll try! Sheepy: *Aru does her best to help!* Arsé-kun: *With the power of teamwork, Grif can be guided to the sofa and put down! Good job, team.* Sheepy: Grif: *He melts into the sofa. Comfy* Sheepy: Grif: *He slurs something along the lines of, "I heard the king has pain in his hands. they say he's got... arthuritis"* Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Good night, Grif. Go the fuck to sleep. Sheepy: Grif: *It... doesn't take him very long to conk out on the sofa.* Arsé-kun: Kay: .... A.. *he stifles a yawn* A nap sounds kinda nice right now.... Arsé-kun: Kay: .... But it's too early. Maybe later.. Sheepy: Aru: Merlin said that rebelling is good! Rebel against society's rules! Nap time is any time! Arsé-kun: Kay: Did he? Huh. No wonder he never does homework. Sheepy: Aru: Yup! That's his life choice! Arsé-kun: Kay: He's gonna die from diabetes. But that's his decision. *he's kidding.* Sheepy: Aru: Can wizards get diabetes? Arsé-kun: *Kay shrugs* Sheepy: Aru: I can ask Teacher next time! Arsé-kun: *Merlin teleports into the room. He looks slightly annoyed for a moment, then plays it off* Arsé-kun: Merlin: Whoops, went too far! What're we talkin' about? Sheepy: Aru: We were just wondering if you can get diabetes! Arsé-kun: Merlin: I have no idea! Sheepy: Aru: I'm going to ask Teacher next time we talk. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Go for it! Sheepy: Aru: Beddy can't taste much of anything, so presumably the body needs different resources and doesn't process sugar the way humans do...? Sheepy: Aru: But he's half. You're basically human! Arsé-kun: Merlin: I thought I was, but if a succubus can pick up on it... Sheepy: Aru: Maybe succubi are just really sensitive to incubi? Sheepy: Aru: I have a friend who's basically a succubus. Her name is Leanan-Sidhe! Sheepy: Aru: She says that Myrrdin's a "cruel jerk who's strict about everything and bullies all the fae around him into acting the way he thinks is right, and one incubus shouldn't have a say on how all fae interact with humans". Arsé-kun: Merlin: Amen. Tell Myrrd I agree with her. Sheepy: Aru: Well, his restrictions are things along the lines of... Sheepy: Aru: "You can't kill humans!" or "You can't steal humans' souls!" Sheepy: Aru: She has all sorts ot complaints about Teacher, too! Arsé-kun: Merlin: They can steal from bad people, everyone wins! Arsé-kun: *Kay left the scene a while ago, and only passes back through with a bundle of clean clothes so he can go shower. He deserves it* Sheepy: Aru: "He's a meddling, selfish man who's totally worthless when you actually need him for something! He's never considered anyone's feelings when making decisions even once! The only thing going for him is that he isn't Myrrdin!" Arsé-kun: Merlin: Damn, I like this chick. She sounds like she gets people! Sheepy: Aru: She came over for tea parties a lot! Arsé-kun: Merlin: You had tea parties?? What else wasn't I called for? Sheepy: Aru: I had them with my friends! Beddy would join too, but he's really shy. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Dang... Now I wanna make tea... But I bet I'd never hear the end of it. Arsé-kun: Merlin: *imitating Bedi's tone* Merlin? You made tea? Has something gotten into you, or did you finish your soda? Sheepy: Aru: We can have our own tea party! Sheepy: Aru: Rebel against Bedi! Arsé-kun: Merlin: *now copying Kay, poorly* You did something without me? Sheepy: Aru: Kay can join if he wants to! Sheepy: Aru: Arthur can join, too! Arsé-kun: Arthur: I would love to, barring the obvious problem. Sheepy: Aru: Beddy would never eat nor drink at it. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I might possibly be deceased. Sheepy: Aru: But tea parties aren't about the tea! It's about the friends! Arsé-kun: Arthur: I intend to join. I will just be bitter. Sheepy: Aru: Think solid thoughts and you might be able to be solid again! Sheepy: Aru: I'll ask Morne for help, too. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Aight, get on that! I'll get the kettle! Sheepy: Aru: Thank you, Merlin! Arsé-kun: *Arthur has 15 different questions within ten seconds of tea being started.* Sheepy: Aru: [chat] Hi! How can ghosts become solid? Arsé-kun: Malleus: [chat] With sufficient efforts. I will pass the phone off to Morne to simplify matters. Sheepy: Misyr: [chat] ghosts are a gas, stick them in cold enough temperatures and they'll become a liwuid, stick them in colder temperasures and theull become a solid Arsé-kun: Morne: [chat] I WISH IT WORKED THAT WAY. GOOD AFTERNOON ALL. Sheepy: Misyr: [chat] if I was a ghoat I'd just do it that way Arsé-kun: Morne: [chat] GHOAT. Sheepy: Misyr: [chat] ghoat Arsé-kun: Angra: [chat] Ghoat Sheepy: Aru: [chat] Arthur is really sad because he can't be included in most things! I want to make him happy! Arsé-kun: Morne: [chat] WHAT MALLEUS STATES IS CORREC. Arsé-kun: Morne: [chat] IT TAKES CONCENTRATION. EASY TO MESS UP. Sheepy: Aru: [chat] Is there anything specific he should be thinking of? Arsé-kun: Morne: [chat] MAINTANING A PHYSICAL FORM. BE SELFISH. "I WANT TO DO THIS". Sheepy: Aru: [chat] Thank you, Morne!! Arsé-kun: Morne: [chat] YOU'RE WELCOME. DO YOU HAVE ANY MORE QUESTIONS? MALLEUS HAS BEEN PINNED DOWN AND CANNOT TAKE THE PHONE BACK AT THI MOMENT. Sheepy: Aru: [chat] No, thank you!! I'll tell Arthur what you said! Sheepy: Aru: Arthur! Morne said that concentration is really important, but it's easy to mess up. He said... "concentrate on maintaining a physical form, be selfish, and think 'I want to do this'!"... That's the exact wording! Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... I can attempt this. No guarantees I will succeed. Sheepy: Aru: If you fail, that's okay! You won't always get it first try! By working hard and practicing, you might get it! Arsé-kun: *Morne sends an image to the chat. Malleus is under Memrys, and Mewlin is sitting on Memrys. Mint is watching. Malleus is dying. Thanks Morne.* Arsé-kun: Arthur: I don't wish to make a mess. Sheepy: Aru: It's okay to make a mess sometimes. Sheepy: Aru: Beddy dropped a bunch of stuff once and it broke. It turns out, he was actually poisoned by one of his animals! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Horrifying. Arsé-kun: *Arthur goes back to asking questions to not ask about that.* Sheepy: Aru: I'll try to come up with things we can do together that don't require a body, too! Oh, do you like reading? Arsé-kun: Arthur: At times. However, I predict a struggle due to not knowing most modern language. Sheepy: Aru: Well, don't worry! We can start with something you might be more familiar with! Sheepy: Aru: "Le Mort D'Arthur"! Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... Arsé-kun: Arthur: I'd much prefer staying unfamiliar with the events directly after my demise, thank you. Sheepy: Aru: It's a collection of stories about your knights and you! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Then perhaps. Sheepy: Aru: For example, the time Sir Cai insulted you! Or the other time Sir Cai insulted you! Arsé-kun: Arthur: That was every time he spoke. Sheepy: Aru: Well, there's a chapter devoted to this. Sheepy: Aru: Or the time Sir Jaufre was sent unprepared into battle and got killed, only to be revived by the wind and nursed back to health by leeches... But leeches aren't actually as useful as believed in those times... Sheepy: Aru: They have their medicinal benefits but they're basically never used anymore. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ... Explain? Sheepy: Aru: Well, we have all sorts of medicines now to cure illnesses. Arsé-kun: Arthur: ...? Sheepy: Aru: For example! When people get colds, they can drink substance or consume a powder that reduces inflammation and helps get rid of fevers. Cold medicine! Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... Alcohol? Sheepy: Aru: No, um... Sheepy: Aru: It's not alcohol. It's, um... Sheepy: Aru: Like a potion? Arsé-kun: *Kay entered while Aru was speaking* Arsé-kun: Kay: Potion of shit your bed if you overdose. Sheepy: Aru: Huh? Arsé-kun: Kay: Well, you can't make medicine sound godly. It sucks sometimes. Sheepy: Aru: But considering their only form of healthcare back then basically was snakeoil, leeches, and prayer, it is godly. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Prayers did work. ... Occasionally. Arsé-kun: *in the other room, Merlin's dumping everything needed for tea and related drinks on the table. sugar, teabags, other teabags, cobweb covered teabags, hot chocolate packets, you get it* Sheepy: Aru: Kay, you can join us for our tea party! Arsé-kun: Kay: I guess I don't get much choice in the matter! *but he isn't complaining* Sheepy: Aru: You'll join us? That's great! Arsé-kun: *Kay goes and gets cups, and coasters. fuck out the way merlin* Sheepy: Elyan: *deep, raspy voice* I'll do any *squeaky voice* tea party! *same jaufre voice* to ensure my king's happiness, even if it makes him hate me. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Good job, Elyan!! Sheepy: Elyan: *honk* Sheepy: Elyan: *squeaky* Tea party, tea party~! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Tea pawty, tea pawty~ Sheepy: Elyan: *He seems excited! He responds in a squeaky Merlin imitation* Tea pawty, tea pawty~! Arsé-kun: Merlin: He's so talented. Sheepy: Aru: What a smart water! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Water joins the tea party~ Sheepy: Aru: Now we have five! Sheepy: Aru: Too bad Bedi isn't here and Grif isn't feeling well. Sheepy: Aru: If they were, we could have everyone together! Arsé-kun: *Fou gets on the table. Fou is put onto the floor. Fou gets on the table.* Sheepy: Aru: Fou, you can sit with me if you want! Arsé-kun: *Fou chirps and sticks his face into Merlin's cup. Merlin isn't pleased but takes a picture anyway* Sheepy: Elyan: *chirp* Arsé-kun: Fou: Mrrrp? Sheepy: Elyan: *honk* Arsé-kun: *Fou does the halloween cat and hops back, and right off the table* Sheepy: Elyan:? Arsé-kun: *Fou halloween cat waddles towards him, bats him in the face once, and leaves* Sheepy: Elyan: ???... Sheepy: Aru: Is Fou okay? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Yeah. he's fine. Sheepy: Aru: That's good! Sheepy: *Bedi, meanwhile, has finally returned!* Arsé-kun: Kay: Pip pip. Sheepy: Bedi: Kay! I've been looking all over for you! Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah? How'd that go? Sheepy: Bedi: Instead of finding you, we found Merlin's, um... unique ancestor. Arsé-kun: Kay: That could be any of 'em. Sheepy: Bedi: Purple. Laughs a lot. Drinks coffee. Sheepy: Aru: 6! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Oh, grampa Misyr. Sheepy: Bedi: He's causing problems. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Well, he helped find Kay and Grif, so I'll excuse it! Sheepy: Bedi: No, no, um... Mr. Dio riled him up - not in an angry sense, but... how to put it... Arsé-kun: Merlin: In the drunken idiot way? Sheepy: Bedi: I suppose his feelings don't really matter when the end result is that Holmes is trying to talk him down from nuking the campus's power supply. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ...... Arsé-kun: Merlin: [chat] SOMEONE TELL GRAMPA MISYR NUKING POWER SUPPLIES IS BAD THANKS Sheepy: Myrrdin: [chat] Everyone calls me "stiff" and "demanding"! If I told Misyr not to nuke power supplies, I'd be feeding into it! Sheepy: Myrrdin: [chat] But the reason wht I have to tell everyone not to do things like that is because I'm one of the few people in this family with neither destructive impulses nor a lack of common sense Arsé-kun: Mewlin: [chat] I have neither but I can do it!! Sheepy: Myrrdin: [chat] Good luck. He never listens. "I'm a final boss so I can do what I want!" Arsé-kun: Mewlin: [chat] Yeah? Well cats are save points! Most bosses can't beat saving and reloading!! Sheepy: Mint: [chat] Actually, if you're severely underleveled and underprepared, no amount of reloading can save you. Arsé-kun: Mewlin: [chat] Reload and leave! Level grind the sidequests! Arsé-kun: Mewlin: [chat] -Not a Gamer Sheepy: Mint: [chat] This is what I've learned from gamers. Sheepy: Mint: [chat] Misyr - unable to properly wield a gaming controller. Doesn't know common characters nor console names. This is info I have written down. Arsé-kun: Mewlin: [chat] Yeah, that sounds right to me! Sheepy: Mint: [chat] Conclusion: Demon world does not have video games. Arsé-kun: Mewlin: [chat] Okay, going! I'm gonna send him to the shadow realm! (not literal) Sheepy: Mint: [chat] I'll watch Meril for you. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Gramps 9 is gonna deal with it, he says. Sheepy: Aru: 3 says that 6 is a complete fraud. Arsé-kun: Merlin: 3 said he didn't wanna be considered strict if he tried to stop 6. Sheepy: Aru: Well, maybe 6 will be easy to take down...? Arsé-kun: Kay: *deadpan* 7 ate 9, what the fuck is going on here. Sheepy: Aru: I don't know what he means by fraud... Sheepy: Aru: 6! Misyr! He's the one who claims to be a demon lord! Arsé-kun: Kay: Oh, the one we caught Watson bullying that one time? Sheepy: Aru: Myrrdin says that Misyr isn't any more of a demon than anyone else in the family, unless you take the incubus relation into consideration. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Hmmm... Sheepy: Aru: But considering how 5 - Makenna's so incredibly destructive, even if Misyr is lying and is just a chuuni, he should be taken seriously when he says he's going to destroy something, I think. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Blow up the sun. Sheepy: Aru: Well! Maybe not that part. Arsé-kun: *Kay leaves to get the kettle* Sheepy: Aru: By the way, did you know? Sheepy: Aru: He used to have white hair, just like you! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Huh. Sheepy: Aru: Myrrdin complained a lot about him changing after he dyed his hair. Basically, Myrrdin complains a lot! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Noticed! Sheepy: Aru: Well, he doesn't go out much, and only goes out with someone else generally. Arsé-kun: Kay: So he's a bitch. Sheepy: Aru: That's a strong way to put it! Sheepy: Aru: If you're interested in any knowledge about them, I know some things! Sheepy: *...The lights flicker very briefly!* Arsé-kun: Kay: ... That can't be good. Sheepy: Aru: I wonder what that was...? Sheepy: Aru: Maybe a tea party won't work out after all if the power is going to go out. Arsé-kun: Kay: Eh fuck it. We already got the tea. Sheepy: Aru: Let's have fun while we still can! Sheepy: Aru: Arthur, Arthur! Do you know what chocolate is? Arsé-kun: Arthur: ...? No, I do not believe I do. Sheepy: Aru: It's, umm.. what's something similar to it that you've had? Sheepy: Aru: It's sweet and melty! But sometimes it's bitter. It can help get rid of headaches! But sometimes it can cause headaches. Sheepy: Aru: There's many different flavors and forms for it. For example, there's a drink version of it called hot chocolate. Sheepy: Aru: It's like a thicker, sweeter, less caffeinated tea, I guess...? Sheepy: Aru: By the way, caffeine is a chemical I think! It keeps you awake. Some teas have it! Arsé-kun: Arthur: What a large amount of information at once.. Sheepy: Aru: Oh, sorry! I'll try to be more concise next time! Arsé-kun: Arthur: What I got out of it is that many things have been discovered by now. Sheepy: Aru: Yes! Sheepy: Aru: When you're physical again, you can try it! Sheepy: Aru: Although, maybe it'll have too strong of a flavor for you? Arsé-kun: Kay: He'd eat a sour gummy worm and just fucking die again. Sheepy: Aru:?! Sheepy: Aru: Don't eat any sour gummy worms, Arthur! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Implying I know these words in this order. Sheepy: Aru:...Kay!! You tricked me! I don't know how to describe that! Arsé-kun: Kay: What's there to describe?! It's a sour worm! Sheepy: Aru: But people don't eat worms! Arsé-kun: Kay: Someone in the world does. Sheepy: Bedi: Actually, I watched Griflet eat one once. Arsé-kun: Kay: That's Grif! Sheepy: Aru: He doesn't count... Sheepy: Aru: Umm... It's... Sheepy: Aru: Green... Yellow... Orange... Arsé-kun: Merlin: It's a sweet, but it's covered in sour. It ain't bad, honestly. Sheepy: Aru: Umm.. There's like, multiple species of gummies...? Sheepy: Aru:..... Sheepy: Aru: I don't know anything about candy! Arsé-kun: Kay: Make Lucan do it. He's the culinary student. Sheepy: Aru: Wouldn't Merlin be best suited to talk about junk food? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Hey! I'm a science guy, not a foodie! Sheepy: Aru: Eh? But you've got a lot of experience with junk food, don't you? You're better suited than me! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Okay, fine!! It's junk food! There you go! Sheepy: Aru: Eh? I was hoping for a more detailed answer... Sheepy: Aru: You know, if a medieval peasant ate a dorito, they would probably die. Arsé-kun: Merlin: They'd take one sip of a starbucks coffee and just have a heart attack. Sheepy: Aru: Yeah, yeah! Arsé-kun: Kay: They'd think a hot dog is literal. Sheepy: Aru: They'd eat a twinkies and get sick instantly. Arsé-kun: Arthur: I'd like to watch you lot eat meat straight off the table and keep being sassy. Sheepy: Bedi: I've watched Griflet eat things from the ground. Sheepy: Aru: Once again, I don't think that really applies! Sheepy: Aru: Hmm... Meat off the table, no plate... Sheepy: Aru: I guess with what they lacked in taste, they made up with in bacteria...? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Absolutely! Sheepy: Aru: I always wanted to meet King Arthur! I'm glad I could without having to eat medieval food! Sheepy: Aru: Hey, you know Renfest? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I went once! Sheepy: Aru: Well, you know how they sell what they claim to be medieval food? Arsé-kun: Merlin: On plates? Sheepy: Aru: Paper plates! Plastic sporks! Sheepy: Aru: Fried ice cream... Arsé-kun: Merlin: I mean... That's to not bacteria everything, yeah? Arsé-kun: Merlin: fried what Sheepy: Aru: Fried ice cream! Arsé-kun: Merlin: That exists?? Sheepy: Aru: They sell that there! Sheepy: Aru: It's fried bread with cold ice cream in the middle. Arsé-kun: Merlin: .... That sounds real frickin' good. Sheepy: Aru: But if a medieval peasant tried to use a spork, well... Sheepy: Aru: ...Really, it'd be as useless as it is for us! Arsé-kun: *Arthur is trying to handle a tea packet. It isn't going* Sheepy: Aru: I believe in you! Arsé-kun: Arthur: I can handle swords in stones and wars, but not a single packet. Sheepy: Aru: That's because you haven't gotten the hang of it yet! You're King Arthur! You can do anything if you put your mind to it! Arsé-kun: *Arthur is having enough trouble keeping his arm on the table. He is Trying* Sheepy: Aru: Look, you've already made so much progress! Sheepy: *Aru looks absolutely hyped!* Arsé-kun: *Arthur turns to look at her while grabbing at the teabag. Is hold* Sheepy: Aru: Arthur, Arthur! You did it! Arsé-kun: *Arthur notices and promptly drops it. Oop. He does pick it back up though* Arsé-kun: *Your Ghost has evolved into Poltergeist!* Sheepy: Aru: !!! You've already made so much progress! Amazing! Arsé-kun: Arthur: As I have heard it be said-- I did the thing. Sheepy: Aru: Yes! Arsé-kun: Kay: Can't wait for him to get pissy and reenact the Poltergeist or some shit. Sheepy: Aru: Huh? Arsé-kun: Kay: Y'know. Angry ghost throwing shit around. Sheepy: Aru: Would he do that? Would Arthur get mad and throw things around? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Who knows? Sheepy: Aru: That answer is really ominous! Arsé-kun: Arthur: I wouldn't know if my behavior has changed since becoming a ghost. I would need to be informed. Sheepy: Aru: But I suppose sometimes when people are angry, they want to be alone... I'd understand that, too! Either way, I'm here for you! Arsé-kun: *rank ku ha* Arsé-kun: *Arthur will now die for y-wait* Sheepy: Aru: By the way, when I'm really upset, I cry and hug someone or something I really like until I feel better. Have you tried that before? It really works! Arsé-kun: Arthur: .... Can't say I have, Sheepy: Aru: Well, you can always try it! Sheepy: Aru: It always makes my mind feel clearer! Arsé-kun: Kay: For a grand total of one of us who feels that way. Sheepy: Aru: Huh? You let me hug you and cry on you earlier, so you must agree to some extent, right? Arsé-kun: Kay: That Arsé-kun: Kay: That's not the same. Sheepy: Aru:?.... Sheepy: Aru: Beddy's the best to hug when you're sad! Sheepy: Aru: He gets rid of all your sadness! Arsé-kun: Merlin: Diff Bedi but I agree anyway! Sheepy: Bedi: Ah... Thank you. It overjoys me to hear this. Arsé-kun: Merlin: <3 Sheepy: Aru: That's just universally a trait of all Bediveres! Arsé-kun: *Fou is staring out the window at another cat. Lorge.* Sheepy: Aru:...! Oh! *She goes and opens the window* Hello! Arsé-kun: Kay: God, no, not another cat. Sheepy: Aru: He's my friend! Arsé-kun: Kay: Who isn't?! Sheepy: Aru:..... Sheepy: Aru: *She tilts her head*.... Sheepy: Aru:..... Sheepy: Aru: *She tilts her head*.... Arsé-kun: Kay: I thought so. Sheepy: Aru: Anyway, you can come in! I was just talking about the best people to hug, so your timing is fitting! Arsé-kun: *Fat Cat enters room. It's large and its rotund and it is furry as hell. Fou doesn't even try to fight this new presence* Arsé-kun: *Merlin is staring...* Sheepy: *Aru hugs the cat!* Sheepy: *Elyan is giving the cat confused glances. This is the second cat he's seen here, and it looks nothing like Fou! New reference material? New reference material.* Arsé-kun: *The cat makes a Noise™.* Sheepy: Aru: I was a little concerned! Arsé-kun: cat: mmph. Sheepy: Aru: But the lights only flickered a bit. You did great! *pet, pet* Arsé-kun: Merlin: That's 9? Sheepy: Aru: Uhuh! Sheepy: Aru: By the way, he's #4 on best people to hug! Arsé-kun: Merlin: He's a lot smaller than I expected as a cat! Grampa cat. Sheepy: Aru: He's soft and kind! Arsé-kun: Mewlin: mewww Sheepy: Aru: You weren't hurt at all, were you? Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Nyape! Sheepy: Aru: That's good! I was concerned that'd he be too rough. Arsé-kun: *Mewlin looks around. And then sniffs Fou. Fou stares.* Sheepy: Elyan: *staaaaaare* Arsé-kun: Mewlin: ...????? Bird? Sheepy: Elyan: *honk* Arsé-kun: Mewlin: *Nyonk!* Sheepy: Elyan:?! Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Weird bird! Sheepy: Aru: His name is Elyan! Arsé-kun: Mewlin: I'll be outta your fur in a bit, but gimme a feather, birdie! Sheepy: Aru: He's a water, according to Grif. I don't know what that means, but... He likes copying Merlin! Arsé-kun: Mewlin: uwu? Sheepy: Elyan:....? *squeaky Mewlin imitation* Birdie~! Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Oh, I adore this. Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Hewwo? Is anybody dere?? heepy: Elyan: Heewwwooo! Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Mistah Obawma! Sheepy: Elyan: *squeaky Mewlin voice* Obawma! Arsé-kun: *Merlin dies of laughter in the background* Arsé-kun: *Mewlin goes to investigate Merlin! ... And Bedi!* Sheepy: Bedi: Um... Hello. I'm Bedivere. Sheepy: Bedi: I'm a friend of Merlin's. It's nice to meet you, um... Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Mewlin! Merlin the ninth! Pleasure to meet yew, Bedivere! Sheepy: Bedi: Amazing... I didn't know that the ninth Merlin was a cat! Sheepy: Aru: Really? Myrrdin says that Misyr is a fraud. Arsé-kun: Mewlin: I'm not giving any information on that! Demon lord's the best answer that isn't... A myess! Sheepy: Aru:...? The mystery thickens...! Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Mint probably figured it out! But I ain't gonna ask because I'll tell everybody, nya! Sheepy: Elyan:..... *squeaky Mewlin voice* Nya! Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Quick learner! Myah! Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Aight, gonna get outta yowr fur now! Just lemme..! Arsé-kun: *Mewlin rolls on the kitchen mat. He sheds on it. His now* Sheepy: Aru: Wow... Kay will be mad... Arsé-kun: *Kay is very clearly annoyed. Cat gonna get punted like a football* Arsé-kun: Mewlin: Too bad too sad! Teleportation point marked for future use! Nyehhh nyehhhh! *pbbbbbt* Sheepy: Aru: I suppose it's worth it, then! Arsé-kun: Mewlin: I'll tell everyone you said hi! Sheepy: Aru: Thank you! Arsé-kun: *Mewlin does a little hop and *Blip*s out. Goodbye fat cat* Arsé-kun: Kay: Fucking cats. Sheepy: Aru: He's really cute! Arsé-kun: Merlin: I gotta learn to do that. Sheepy: Aru: I know a really rude cat, too! But at the end of the day, all cats are cute! Sheepy: Bedi: Hmm... But our carpet... Sheepy: Bedi: Well, I suppose it's no different than Fou spreading fur around. Arsé-kun: Kay: My poor vacuum.. Sheepy: Bedi: Do you really think his hair being here lets him teleport to this room? Arsé-kun: Kay: Sure hope not. We got enough cats. Sheepy: Bedi: We have Fou. Is one enough? Arsé-kun: Kay: Yes. Sheepy: Elyan: Nya! Nyaaa! Arsé-kun: Fou: Nya! Arsé-kun: Kay: This ain't a fucking zoo. Sheepy: Bedi: But the bird doesn't shed... Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah, it just leaves puddles probably. Sheepy: Bedi: So far he doesn't shed! But what if he learns from Mewlin's example? Arsé-kun: Kay: Then so help me. Arsé-kun: Fou: mrrp! Sheepy: Grif: *he's still half asleep* Nya... Arsé-kun: Kay: jesus christ Sheepy: Grif: *he sits down and yawns* Wow... I slept well. Hahaha... I was acting really silly yesterday. I guess I just needed a change of pace. Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah. Sure. Sheepy: Grif: I must've looked really wimpy getting knocked out so soon. Arsé-kun: Kay: Lets go with that. Sheepy: Grif: I had a bad dream. Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah, did you? Is it gonna make me puke tea on you? Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Arsé-kun: Kay: Time to discuss this somewhere else, then! Sheepy: Grif: Huh? Sheepy: Grif: Wow... I guess my dream must be really scary if you want to discuss it alone. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Don't ruin our tea party vibes, go talk about whatever you lovebirds gotta talk about! *he ignores the glare Kay gives him. revenge* Sheepy: Grif: Sure, let's go somewhere else. Arsé-kun: *Kay and Grif relocate to Kay's room. Kay shuts the door* Sheepy: Grif: I had a bad dream. Arsé-kun: Kay: Are you sure? Sheepy: Grif: It was really bad. Arsé-kun: Kay: Are you really sure it was? Sheepy: Grif: My chest hurts just thinking about it. It hurts a lot in general. Arsé-kun: Kay: That's what happens when ya do it to yourself, dumbass. Sheepy: Grif: What're you.... Arsé-kun: Kay: On the bright side, you fuckin' obliterated the yellow bastard! Lets talk about that exclusively! Sheepy: Grif:...I had a bad dream I stabbed myself with my hand of all things. Everything's all hazy... Arsé-kun: Kay: :') Arsé-kun: Kay: But did you.... Do it? Sheepy: Grif: I'm feeling really useless, because I feel like I can't do something for you that you want done, but you can't do yourself. I remember something along those lines, yes. I want to be able to do anything for you. I need to get stronger... Arsé-kun: Kay: ....... Yeah, don't do the thing I asked you to do! Arsé-kun: Kay: I very much like being alive! Sheepy: Grif: Huh? Sheepy: Grif:.... Sheepy: Grif: You didn't ask me to do anything in the dream that I remember... Arsé-kun: Kay: Then it was riiiight before that. I was right under you, wasn't I? Sheepy: Grif: How did you know? Arsé-kun: Kay: Are you really sure it was a dream, you berserker bitchass? Sheepy: Grif: I bled all over you, too, even though I promised not to bleed in front of you... Wow, dream me is terrible to you... Arsé-kun: Kay: That was... The least of my problems at that moment! Sheepy: Grif:...Is it not a dream? Arsé-kun: Kay: Ding ding, we got a winner. Sheepy: Grif: ....! Arsé-kun: Kay: No. No it goddamn was not. Sheepy: Grif: Kay! I'm sorry for bleeding on you! I'll bleed elsewhere in the future, so...! *He grunts and clutches his chest. Ow, ow, ow. Everything still hurts.* Arsé-kun: Kay: You were a foot away from fucking obliterating me, so I told you to just goddamn do it. But you didn't, so thank you! Sheepy: Grif: Yes! I'd never kill you! Arsé-kun: Kay: I literally begged you to get it over with. *he stops joking around* I really thought I was gonna die there. Sheepy: Grif:.....Kay... I'm sorry. Sheepy: Grif: Everything went blank after I hit that wall, and even then, it was all so hazy. Sheepy: Grif: I don't even know what happened. Arsé-kun: Kay: You're forgiven, Griflet. You weren't... You, until you fucked yourself up. Sheepy: Grif:.....? Arsé-kun: Kay: But like I said! You absolutely trashed the yellow bitch, so that's a positive! Sheepy: Grif: Hmm... Hmmmm... I thought I couldn't be driven mad by them. How concerning. I need to tell Dad about this. Arsé-kun: Kay: He knows. Trust me, he knows. Sheepy: Grif: If left undealt with, it could cause a huge problem... Sheepy: Grif: Ah? You told him? Excellent. Arsé-kun: Kay: Pssshhh, no. You bitched at him and used him as a ranged weapon. It worked, too! Knocked Hats onto his ass! Sheepy: Grif: I-I did what?! Sheepy: Grif: Oh no... Oh no, he's going to hate me... Sheepy: Grif: I don't want Dad to hate me... What do I do...? Arsé-kun: Kay: *imitating something between a gorilla and Grif* Ouuuugh! I'm angry! What do you MEAN you're uncertain, you liar! Everyone lies to me and I'm angry! Hoooo! Arsé-kun: Kay: And then you probably gave an eldritch being a concussion! Arsé-kun: Kay: But he probably figured it out. He's orb dad, not a dumbass like you. Arsé-kun: Kay: But... More importantly, I really wanted you to get it over with if I was gonna die. I'd rather the devil I know do it than anyone else.. And hell, it ain't like I can do it myself. Arsé-kun: Kay: ...... Not that I haven't considered it. Sheepy: Grif:.....Kay... Why would you...? It's not like you could just revive... *Grif is visibly confused. He tilts his head.* Is the afterlife that nice? I've died so many times,but I'll never experience it until my job is truly over. Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm... Anyway, I'm glad you didn't do it. I never would've met you if you had. Before that, I was just drifting aimlessly without anyone to truly call a friend, outside of my own family. Sheepy: Grif: So... if you were to die now... Ah... I don't really know the words to truly describe the sadness I'd feel. Sheepy: Grif: Even the thought of it fills me with dread. I see. These must be the feelings I gained by bonding so closely with you. I must grow stronger to protect you... Ah, I mean...! *He appears flustered* And protect all humans, yes! Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Arsé-kun: Kay: Grif, we're dating. Arsé-kun: Kay: You're allowed to say things to me like that. Arsé-kun: *Kay very clearly is ignoring that first question.* Arsé-kun: Kay: ...... But yeah. I'm glad I didn't do anything stupid too. Arsé-kun: Kay: But on the plus side!! *he picks up his dented golf club* I accomplished this on Hats! Sheepy: Grif: Wow... You used him to bend a golf club... Amazing! Arsé-kun: Kay: I got a hit on him at all! I can only get better from here! Sheepy: *There's some sort of chanting from Bedi outside the room. It's getting louder. take flight... Silver meteor... Dead end...* Sheepy: Bedi: --Airgetlam! *He suddenly busts into the room and hits Kay with his metal arm!* Arsé-kun: Kay: YEOW!! *he grabs onto his head where he's been struck* I definitely deserved that, but still..! Sheepy: Bedi: *He huffs* I could do much worse, but it'd be cruel of me. Arsé-kun: Kay: I could've used that when I was worse off, y'know! Sheepy: Bedi: Well, I wasn't there, because you ran off without telling anyone where you were going. Arsé-kun: Kay: I didn't mean yesterday!! Sheepy: Bedi: I looked all over the campus for you today! I didn't find you. I even went ahead and went to the detective for help... Sheepy: Bedi: My apologies for overhearing things. That was rude of me. However... Sheepy: Bedi: You are running around trying to look cool by putting yourself in harm's way. That isn't "cool" or "heroic". It's just irresponsible! Arsé-kun: Kay: I wasn't talking about... Arsé-kun: Kay: Maybe at the beginning I was, but that wasn't even what we were talking about! Sheepy: Bedi: However, you keep doing it! Arsé-kun: Kay: Didn't you get texted about it when we went?? Sheepy: Bedi: I got an incomprehensible cryptic message... Arsé-kun: Kay: .... Rrrright. I should have texted for Grif. Sheepy: Bedi: I paid it no mind, because I assumed it was just Grif practicing. Arsé-kun: Kay: Okay, fine. Let's work this out, Bedi. How much did you hear? Sheepy: Bedi: Is it truly right of me to reveal just how rude I have been...? Sheepy: Bedi: Ah, what a conundrum... I feel so embarrassed about my actions... And to admit the extent of them... Sheepy: Bedi: However, I suppose I should be honest and admit that I heard you speaking about letting Grif end your life... Ah, I heard that too. And by that, I gleamed... Sheepy: Bedi:...How should I say... Arsé-kun: Kay: ... I think if you guys all didn't show up when you did, we wouldn't be here now. Sheepy: Bedi:...... Sheepy: Bedi:....Kay... Is that truly how you feel? Arsé-kun: Kay: It was for a while. Sheepy: Bedi: ...Why? Was it a lack of purpose...? Loneliness...? Arsé-kun: Kay: Both. Sheepy: Bedi:..... Sheepy: Bedi: I didn't even notice... I can't believe it... Arsé-kun: Kay: That's how it works. Always has. Arsé-kun: Kay: Living alone wasn't my best idea in the long run, huh. Sheepy: Bedi:.....Kay. I'm sorry... I should've been there for you more. Arsé-kun: Kay: It's okay. I didn't say anything. ... Really should have. Arsé-kun: Kay: And this might be stupid, but I feel like I'm doing something. I wasn't even touched this time! Sheepy: Bedi:......I see... Sheepy: Bedi: So this is your choice. There's no way I can change your mind...? Arsé-kun: Kay: Only if you can sidetrack me into something else! Sheepy: Bedi: Sidetrack...? Arsé-kun: Kay: Y'know. Distract me with somethin' else. Y'knooow. Sheepy: Bedi: My apologies... I don't really have any hobbies that are fun for people to join... Arsé-kun: Kay: Then what do you do all day? Bang?? Arsé-kun: Kay: Aww, never miiind. Arsé-kun: *Kay gets up, wipes off his whiteboard, and starts writing on it. No more edgy sad quotes. Only positive affirmations on this whiteboard tonight boys! I have friends! I have things to do! People care! Artair's dentist appointment is tomorrow. I'm gonna learn to kick ass!!* Sheepy: Bedi: Well, let's see... Sheepy: Bedi: Merlin and I spend a lot of time together doing many different things. Sheepy: Bedi: I mostly just follow his example. Arsé-kun: Kay: Teach me the magic you know then, scrublord! Sheepy: Bedi:....Um... I have little talent in that department... Sheepy: Bedi: Aru picks it up quickly. Have you asked her? Arsé-kun: Kay: She refers to Merlin! Last time I tried, I blew shit up. Sheepy: Bedi: The truth is, I mostly just use it to enhance Airgetlam. Arsé-kun: Kay: Good enough! Teach me how to do that too! Sheepy: Bedi: I can recognize plants with ease, so I could be of use when it comes to that. Sheepy: Bedi: I can immediately recognize if things are edible or not. Sheepy: Bedi: For example, I could teach you how to make healing potions. Very simple. Arsé-kun: Kay: Eh? You know how to do that? Sheepy: Bedi: Yes. I'm very proud of it. Arsé-kun: Kay: I wouldn't need to rely on SOMEONE'S hoarding then.... Sheepy: Bedi: It is very enjoyable making them with Merlin... Sheepy: Grif: Wow... You should tell them to stop hoarding... Arsé-kun: Kay: It's you, moron. Sheepy: Grif: Wow.... Sheepy: Grif: This... is the one thing you can't have. Arsé-kun: Kay: Fair enough! You can't have my healing items then either, so nyehhh! ;P Sheepy: Grif: Hahaha... Foolishness. As if I would want your healing items. After all... Sheepy: Grif: I might need them later! Sheepy: Grif: What a waste to use them now! Later could be so much worse! Figure something out and scrape by! Sheepy: Grif: That's the way of a kni- Ghhaak! *He clutches his chest* The next boss's always worse...!! Arsé-kun: Kay: Shut up before you ki--- Before you goddamn die a second time. Sheepy: Bedi: Wouldn't he heal by now? Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Good point. Sheepy: Grif:.....Hmmm... hmmm... Sheepy: Grif: And yet... It hurts a lot. Very much. I'd rate it 8/10 on a pain scale. Arsé-kun: Kay: What's orb think? Sheepy: Grif: *he pulls out Paimon* Arsé-kun: *Paimon is very cracked. Be Careful* Sheepy: Grif:.....? Sheepy: Grif:....Dad? How'd this happen...?! Arsé-kun: Yog: *from Paimon* Oh, you're speaking to me now? Sheepy: Grif: Why wouldn't I..?. Arsé-kun: Yog: Well, I was used as a concussive weapon, to answer your question. And I figured you were at least a bit upset with me being unable to assist at the time. Sheepy: Grif: I don't remember anything. Arsé-kun: Yog: I already wrote it down. Here. *a popup appears!* Sheepy: Grif: X, X, X.... Close, close... Arsé-kun: Yog: Absolutely not. You need to observe how dangerous this was. Sheepy: Grif: If I was mad at you enough I didn't want to be in speaking terms with you, I don't wanna remember. Arsé-kun: Yog: You can tell me if you have any complaints. I wouldn't have any reasons to be angry with you. Arsé-kun: Yog: My only complaint is to at least tell me before I am a blunt weapon. I was not prepared for that. Sheepy: Grif: *huff* Don't have anything to talk about about that! Arsé-kun: Yog: Nothing? Nothing about my not warning you at all prior? Or how about how I say things and never explain? I can tell when you're upset, Grif. Sheepy: Grif: Well, that's a flaw you gave me. No control over that! Sheepy: Grif: Most people go without their parents telling them they've been targeted by a family member, or that they've been modeled after some incredibly unlikable man. You're just following the norm, yes. *huff* Arsé-kun: Yog: ... Jaufre was a very good knight that I respected for his ideals and stubborness, but go off, I suppose. Sheepy: Grif: And yet, the people who knew him disliked him. Arsé-kun: Yog: It happens to be that way sometimes. I only used him as a base. You're Griflet, not Jaufre. Arsé-kun: Yog: I again refer to this like the sims creator menu. You can start with a base, but change it completely from there. Sheepy: Grif: Sometimes it doesn't quite feel like it. Arsé-kun: Yog: Then it will have to be looked into. That may be an error on my part. Arsé-kun: Yog: Having a connection with a dead man was not intended. Sheepy: Grif: Elyan was imitating him. Something about his words made my heart ache. Arsé-kun: Yog: I will prepare a quest for you based on this. I may have an idea.. But I will not go on what I've seen. Sheepy: Grif: There's another thing, too. Sheepy: Grif: When I was revived, I wasn't healed much. Arsé-kun: Yog: That is due to a passive buff. You deal extra damage to Eldritch enemies. You yourself are also counted as Eldritch. Self damage is increased. Sheepy: Grif: When can I expect to heal? Arsé-kun: Yog: So the revive's heal did not actually completely work. My error again. If I had prepared earlier on, I'd have caught it... You could. Use an item now. Sheepy: Grif: Ahahaha! Arsé-kun: Kay: All I got are the status sweets and some cookies that don't do shit. Can't help. Sheepy: Grif: Tomorrow's boss is always worse! Arsé-kun: Kay: Do these do anything? *he holds a chaos cookie out for Grif* Sheepy: Grif: Many things. Arsé-kun: Kay: Is it bad? Sheepy: Grif: Sometimes. Arsé-kun: Yog: I absolutely do not recommend it right now. Sheepy: Grif: Ha? Arsé-kun: Yog: Unless you want one of the worst outcomes. Sheepy: Grif: No. Arsé-kun: Yog: Please do not die a second time this week. Sheepy: Grif: I'll fight in this state and win! That's the power of a knight! Hahah- Khhhh! Arsé-kun: Yog: .... My disappointment is immeasurable and I want to see you in the other room. Sheepy: Grif: ?! ...D-disappointed? Immeasurable... ... F-fine. I'll go to the other room. *He gets up and heads out of Kay's room* Arsé-kun: *Yog is already in the other room, legs over the side of a chair, already got some hot cocoa. Timey whimey shut the fuck up.* Arsé-kun: Yog: Please learn to not be so selfish with your belongings. Also, do you want to eat? I saved food for you. Sheepy: Grif: Ah. In person... Normally, I'd be happy about this. Arsé-kun: Yog: I didn't say I was disappointed with you, my over-assuming dragonkin. Sheepy: Grif: Dad is like that too. ... Did I eat yesterday? Arsé-kun: Yog: You did not. Arsé-kun: *Yog pulls out a tupperware. It's lukewarm. who is luke and why is he war[brick'd]* Sheepy: Grif: Wow. Plastic. Looks crunchy. Arsé-kun: Yog: If you eat the plastic I will most certainly dump you into space. Sheepy: Grif:?! I can visit you if I eat it... Arsé-kun: Yog: .... Arsé-kun: Yog: I am outside of space. You know this. Sheepy: Grif: Hmm... hmmm. So that won't work. Arsé-kun: Kay: Eat my cooking before I give you a swirly in the toilet you domesticated feral tide pod infestation Sheepy: Grif: I understand only some of those words and not in that order. Arsé-kun: Kay: I called you a poisonous feral bastard. Sheepy: Grif: I see... Sheepy: Grif: Hungry... Sheepy: Grif: I'm hungry, so I'll eat it Arsé-kun: *Kay waits* Sheepy: *Grif eats the leftovers.* Arsé-kun: *Kay waits expectantly part 2* Sheepy: Grif:...Tastes good. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... I feel bad not eating it yesterday... Arsé-kun: *Kay looks relieved* Arsé-kun: Yog: And now, my last task while here. I want to buy those twinkies off you. Sheepy: Grif:...... Sheepy: Grif: *squint* Arsé-kun: Yog: ... Okay, just one then. Sheepy: Grif:.......What's a twinkie? Arsé-kun: Yog: ... Pocket bread. Sheepy: Grif: I will sell you my pocket bread. Arsé-kun: Yog: Yahoo. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... I can sell Dad things, and he's even right here in the room with me... Arsé-kun: Yog: Everything else you found I recommend bringing to Wilbur. Herbert won't care about things that aren't or weren't living. Sheepy: Grif: What about minions? Arsé-kun: Yog: ... Which kind? Arsé-kun: Yog: You got one? That can go to Herbert then, yes. Sheepy: Grif: By the way. Sheepy: Grif: How can I fix Paimon? Sheepy: Grif: And will my menu be affected? Arsé-kun: Yog: I can repair Paimon. I do expect a glitch or two to slip through while I'm not watching, though. Sheepy: Grif: I see.... That's fine. I can handle glitches. Arsé-kun: Yog: I can't say what kind will appear if they do. Too many potentials to choose from. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Even Dad doesn't know things sometimes. Arsé-kun: Yog: It happens. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... I wonder what else you don't know. Arsé-kun: Yog: Grandfather's original name. Where my parent is. Why humans are the way that they are. Why I can't come out more often. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... You sure don't know a lot. Arsé-kun: Yog: There's a reason I look things up when you ask for definitions. Sheepy: Grif:......? Arsé-kun: Yog: To make sure you get a correct answer. Sheepy: Grif:... Hmm.. hmm..... *he looks up* ... Arsé-kun: Yog: .... Sheepy: Grif:...Didn't learn anything. Arsé-kun: Yog: ... As in, to check a fact or get information about something. Sheepy: Grif:...Ah. Sheepy: Grif: Wow.... Sheepy: Grif: So if I had this power... Sheepy: Grif:..... Sheepy: Grif: Wow, I wouldn't need to ask you anything. Arsé-kun: Yog: Learn to read and write english and you'll be able to research whatever you want. Sheepy: Grif: I wouldn't have any reason to ask you anything. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... I don't want that... Sheepy: Grif: Too bad. Sheepy: Grif: But a higher INT would be useful... Arsé-kun: Kay: How about we throw some of that junk we found at your brother, and then harass mr zombie raiser? Sheepy: Grif: Good idea. Sheepy: Grif: Let's go! Sheepy: *Grif heads out to see Wilbur!* Arsé-kun: *Kay, of course, follows him. But not before telling Merlin the dishes are his problem. Merlin stares at him* Sheepy: *Poor Merlin!* Sheepy: Grif: Wil. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: What do you want? *he is, as per usual, at the coffee shoppe, behind the counter* Sheepy: Grif: Can you inspect something for me? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Yeah, I guess so. I don't have anything else to do. Sheepy: *Grif dumps a bunch of paints and paintings in front of him!* Arsé-kun: Wilbur: what the fuck. Sheepy: Grif: I robbed an art museum. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: That's a way to word it. Sheepy: Grif: It's true. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: I don't care. *he says, caring aggressively* Arsé-kun: Wilbur: The paint seems normal. Don't care about that either. Sheepy: Grif: Oh. Okay. Sheepy: Grif: And the pictures? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Some of these are interesting. There's a small amount of latent magic, but more importantly is what is on them. Sheepy: Grif: Magic? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: This first one is the easiest to identify. It's Tsathoggua. Sheepy: Grif: Hmm... The artist did seem like he was, uh... Arsé-kun: Kay: Totally fucked up. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Exactly. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: I find these interesting, so I'll hold onto them for a while. ... You want something in return, don't you? Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Hmm. Fine, I guess I can pay you. Sheepy: Grif: Great. Sheepy: Grif: Thank you. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Whatever. Buy somethin' or get away from the counter. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Sheepy: Grif: I like visiting you... Do I have to buy something? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: .... I'll make exception for you. Sheepy: Grif: Thanks. Arsé-kun: *Duncan is reaching his hand up to steal the paints off the counter meanwhile. he wann paint* Arsé-kun: Wilbur: ... Well, I guess we're taking those too. Sheepy: Grif: They don't smell tasty. Arsé-kun: Duncan: I dun think y'eat paint, Grif! Sheepy: Grif: But it was in with the pocket bread Dad wanted to eat. Arsé-kun: Kay: That's not paint, asshole. Sheepy: Grif: But it doesn't smell like food either. Sheepy: Grif: And yet, it's pocket bread. Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah, because the plastic was closed, moron, when will you learn plastic isn't edible? Sheepy: Grif:......*he tilts his head*..... Sheepy: Grif: I can eat plastic. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: You might be able to, but it ruins how other food tastes. Sheepy: Grif: I never think about taste very hard. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Your loss. Sheepy: Grif: Is pocket bread so amazing that I'm ruijing it by eating it in the shell? Arsé-kun: Duncan: Whas pocket bread? Sheepy: Grif: Bread in plastic. You put it in your pocket. Sheepy: Grif: Dad wanted it. Arsé-kun: Kay: It's a damn twinkie. Arsé-kun: Duncan: Twinkie? I thin' I heard somone call Il a twinkie once? Sheepy: Grif: Wow... He's a pocket bread man? Arsé-kun: Wilbur: This is a disaster. No to both. Sheepy: Grif: Wow. Sheepy: Grif: Grandpa defeated him once. Very cool. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: So we saw. Sheepy: Misyr: *He floats in, pouting and grumbling to himself* Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Please keep both feet on the floor in this establishment, thank you. Sheepy: Misyr: I'm a demon king! I can do what I want! *pout, pout* Sheepy: Misyr: I've been scolded and told what to do for the past hour or so. But I didn't leave in the middle becsuse demon lords have to be polite and listen to every last word. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Several inconsistencies there, but okay. Sheepy: Grif: It's true. Every final boss needs to have banter with the hero that ends in combat, but the conversation can't be interrupted for a cheap shot. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: If I was a final boss, I would absolutely snipe the hero mid-monologue. Sheepy: Grif: Awful. Awful! I would never interrupt monologues! Arsé-kun: Wilbur: As the last boss, I would employ every possible method to survive. That is one. Sheepy: Misyr: "Don't nuke things, Misyr Rex!" "It's against the rules, Misyr Rex!" "You can't just destroy the power supply, Misyr Rex!" Arsé-kun: Wilbur: You can't charge your phone without a power supply, Misyr Rex. Sheepy: Grif: Final bosses are destined to be defeated. Death is not guaranteed. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Don't want that either. Not again. Sheepy: Misyr: Haaaa? I'm plugging it into the wall, not using my magic! Arsé-kun: Wilbur: I said what I said, lord of lies. Sheepy: Grif: Buzz, buzz. Arsé-kun: Duncan: Bzz, bzzz! Sheepy: Grif: Just like Beelzebub. Sheepy: Misyr: Ah, the bee guy. Sheepy: Grif:........ Arsé-kun: Raph: *from Misyr's seat* Beelzebub is lord of the flies, not lies. That's reserved for Lucifer! Sheepy: Grif: Isn't that what was said? Sheepy: Grif:...Ah. No. He said lies, didn't he. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: I said lies. Close enough. Buy your coffee, Rex. Sheepy: Misyr: Oh, I guess I'll get a second cup! Sheepy: Misyr: After being scolded by Holmes all that time, well... Arsé-kun: Wilbur: That's rough, buddy. *he's totally deadpan* Sheepy: Grif: Maybe you shouldn't nuke the power supply. Arsé-kun: Raph: I agree. We need that. Sheepy: Misyr: Raphael... Nobody will explain this to me. Sheepy: Misyr: What is a power supply? Arsé-kun: *Raph decides to explain this in a way even Grif would understand.* Sheepy: Misyr: Ah! I understand! We don't use things like that where I rule! Arsé-kun: Raph: Mmmhm. Sheepy: Misyr: No need for such things! Arsé-kun: Raph: Then how do you charge your phone? Sheepy: Misyr: Magic, of course! I can do anything I understand! Sheepy: Misyr: So basically! I can do almost anything!!! Arsé-kun: *The World Revolving starts quietly playing from two different orbs at once. Yog is teasing Misyr a little* Sheepy: Misyr: Popular song... Sheepy: Grif: No. That's just Dad. Sheepy: Misyr: Anyway, did I mention rhat there was some weirdo egging me on? Sheepy: Misyr: Yes, him! Arsé-kun: Raph: Please don't take him seriously. He's named after drunken revelry for a reason. Sheepy: Misyr: I felt very powerful all of a sudden! It made me want to rampage! Arsé-kun: Raph: That's his thing. Sheepy: Misyr: Eh? Arsé-kun: Raph: Come over and I'll explain. Sheepy: Misyr:...... Sheepy: Misyr: Ahahahahaha! To think a demon lord such as myself would be affected that way...! Arsé-kun: Raph: Doesn't matter what you are in this case. Sheepy: Misyr: That's really scary. We should keep Il away from him. Arsé-kun: Raph: I already do. Sheepy: Misyr: Good! Sheepy: Grif: Wow. For a final boss, he's really sociable. Maybe he's actually not a final boss. Arsé-kun: Wilbur: Maybe a mid-boss. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... The type you'd defeat by just befriending him... Sheepy: Misyr: Ouch... Sheepy: Grif: Anyway, let's bring this dead body to Herb. Arsé-kun: *Grif gets A Look™ from Raph for that statement* Arsé-kun: Kay: Y-yeah, let's get that over with. Sheepy: Misyr:...Wow, no subtlety at all. Sheepy: *Grif heads off to find Herb!* Arsé-kun: *You know where Herb is. Everyone knows where Herb is. He's working.* Sheepy: Grif: Herb. Sheepy: Grif: I have a dead body for you. Arsé-kun: Herb: *not looking up from his latest cadaver* Excellent! Is it human, or is it better? Sheepy: Grif: *He dumps the dancer corpse in front of Herb* Arsé-kun: Herb: ... I appreciate this, but this body actually does need to be buried. Please place this interesting find on a side table. Sheepy: *Grif shifts it to the side table* Sheepy: Grif: I see. When I find a body, I put it on the side table. Simple. Arsé-kun: Herb: Yes, thank you. Now give me a moment to close this up. Arsé-kun: *Herb does eventually finish up and move on to what Grif brought. He looks excited by it* Sheepy: Grif: Is it to your satisfaction? Arsé-kun: Herb: Yes, I will accept this. Sheepy: Grif: Great. Arsé-kun: *Grif is Paid for the body. Money is money* Sheepy: Grif: Thank you. Arsé-kun: Herb: You're welcome. Please tell your father to stop suggesting video game virus names every single time I need a name for something. Sheepy: Grif: I'll make sure to tell him. He's sitting in my dorm right now. Arsé-kun: Herb: He's outside...? And hasn't been assaulted instantly for it? That's different. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Don't tell Grandpa. Arsé-kun: Herb: I would never. Sheepy: Grif: Thank you. Arsé-kun: *Kay continues waiting outside for Grif. He ain't going in there.* Arsé-kun: Kay: How'd it go? Sheepy: Grif: I was paid. He liked it. Arsé-kun: Kay: Neat. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Now I can buy things. Arsé-kun: Kay: Neat. But do you want to? Sheepy: Grif: Now what? Do we head home? Arsé-kun: Kay: We could, or we could spend money. Sheepy: Grif: For what? Groceries? Sheepy: Grif: I could buy all sorts of new things. For example... Sheepy: Grif: Meat sticks in plastic. Arsé-kun: Kay: Armor. Weapons. New golf club. Food. Tech. Sheepy: Grif: What? There's a place that sells weapons and armor? Arsé-kun: Kay: Fuck, probably. My weapon was a golf club. Sheepy: Grif: Wow.... I want to to there. Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm... Paimon, where can I buy weapons? Arsé-kun: Yog: I can't spoil that for you. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Arsé-kun: Yog: Not everything can be learned through me. Sometimes you need to ask relevant people. Please remember that. Sheepy: Grif:....... Arsé-kun: Yog: [Shop till they Drop] will be added to your mini quest menu. Sheepy: Grif: [>You try to remember someone who might be associated with weapons. Lance's face comes to mind, right? Right?] Sheepy: Grif: I can't think of anyone. Arsé-kun: Yog: Your only hint for this step: Cool. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Must be in the freezer section... Arsé-kun: Yog: Wrong definition. Sheepy: Grif: [>Lance's face comes to mind.] Sheepy: Grif: Hmm... Arsé-kun: Kay: ..... *he's looking at the textboxes as they pop up* Sheepy: Grif:.....I'll ask Lot. He's very cool. Sheepy: Grif: [>You change your mind and decide to ask Lance.] Arsé-kun: Kay: .... You gotta learn english faster, even your popups are giving you hints. Sheepy: Grif:...? Arsé-kun: Kay: It says to ask Lance. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Dad added such a useful feature, but in a language I can't read... Arsé-kun: Yog: I haven't done anything. That wasn't me. Sheepy: Grif: I see. Lance likes weapons.... And, what? Arsé-kun: Yog: I was not giving more hints. We spoke of it being buggy already, but this is ridiculous. Sheepy: Grif: [>You disregard this and continue to believe in your father's good will.] Arsé-kun: Kay: ... Hey, whatever's causing this text bug? Grif can't read english, dumbass. Sheepy: Grif: Hmm... hmmm... that's concerning. Arsé-kun: Kay: I ain't worried. It's tryin' to help your stupid ass. Sheepy: Grif: [›.......] Arsé-kun: Yog: I also need to update the firewall to keep out eidolon additions... Sheepy: Grif: [›Parlez-vous Francias?] Arsé-kun: Kay: Is that french? I ain't know it. Sheepy: Grif: [›..........................] Arsé-kun: Kay: Just keep to english. I can read it at least. Sheepy: Grif: What is eidolon? Arsé-kun: Yog: If I define this, it will ruin me using a strange word for it to begin with. Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm... Sheepy: Grif: A dinosaur. Arsé-kun: Yog: No. Sheepy: Grif: A lizard. Arsé-kun: Yog: Still no. Not a dragon either. Sheepy: Grif: I'm out of ideas. Sheepy: Grif: [>You decide not to press further, and instead focus on completing Quest: Shop Til You Drop] Arsé-kun: Kay: And stop narrating in first person. Sheepy: Grif: [>You realize that the narration is in second person and not first person, and decide not to argue further.] Arsé-kun: Kay: Grif, your narration is sassing me with grammar facts. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Sheepy: Grif: Dad got me a narrator for my early birthday. I'm so excited....... Sheepy: Grif: Hahaha...... Arsé-kun: *Grif and Kay go bother the Lancelot brothers. yippee* Arsé-kun: *... Except only one is home. Hi Lot* Sheepy: Grif: Wow... I'm suddenly feeling flustered... Sheepy: Grif: What if I say something rude or embarrassing...? Arsé-kun: Kay: Who cares? Sheepy: Grif: [>You realize that you regularly say embarrassing things and stop worrying about it in favor of the task at hand.] Arsé-kun: Yog: [>You stop narrating because Griflet cannot read your input. I am going to force shut down pop-ups.] Sheepy: Grif: [>You realize that I'm having harmless fun that is actually helpful and decide to let me continue.] Arsé-kun: Yog: [>You decide that overall this is rather silly, and let this continue only so Griflet may pick up English faster. And no other reason.] Arsé-kun: Lot: Your text boxes are fighting. Sheepy: Grif: Yes.... Sheepy: Grif: Lot, do you know where to buy weapons? Arsé-kun: Lot: I only know how Lance gets his. Most of them he bought before we came here, a few were bought online. I've heard there's somewhere to buy them, but I haven't seen it yet. Sheepy: Grif: Wow.... Arsé-kun: Lot: My apologies. Lance went to his club meeting. Sheepy: Grif: Too bad. I don't have a credit card so I can't shop online. Arsé-kun: Yog: [1/3 targets spoken to. 2 remain.] Sheepy: Grif: Wow... 1/3.... 2....2........ Sheepy: Grif: 2 must be left. Arsé-kun: Kay: Excellent deduction, mathlete. Three minus one does equal two. Sheepy: Grif: Mathlete? My name is Griflet. Sheepy: Grif: [>You, too, feel embarrassed by the fact Cai would explain this to you. You feel determined to work on your INT to prevent this from happening again.] Arsé-kun: Yog: [>You also desire to raise your WIS to prevent these mistakes.] Arsé-kun: Kay: Aaaand your stats are being insulted. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... It hurts, just a little... Arsé-kun: Yog: [>Also, his name is Kay. This is not yours.] Arsé-kun: Kay: So we gotta ask Lance eventually, and... .... Sheepy: Grif: [>Kay is just Cai but spelled differently.] Arsé-kun: Kay: .... I dunno who else. Sheepy: Grif: We'll find out when we talk to Lance. Arsé-kun: Yog: [*in french* Do not disrespect my future son-in-law please. Thanks.] Sheepy: Grif: [*in French* How is it an insult? The names sound almost exactly the same! Can't they be used interchangeably?] Arsé-kun: Yog: [*French* Jaufre, stop being difficult for five minutes. You are correct, but it's still not his name.] Arsé-kun: Kay: They swapped languages. Can't you fuckers do this privately?? Shoo, do this somewhere else! Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Arsé-kun: Yog: ... My apologies for all that. I didn't realize it was being displayed. I'll just contact Andromalius instead. Sheepy: Grif: I see. The recent bug lets you send messages using your orb to Paimon. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Maybe Wil will message me next... I feel very popular from all the messages I'm getting already.. Arsé-kun: Yog: I'll be taking this from the comment section to the dms. Carry on your questing. Sheepy: Grif: Okay. Have fun. Arsé-kun: Kay: I noticed something, but I feel like I shouldn't bring it up. Sheepy: Grif: I see. You, too, know spoilers. Arsé-kun: Kay: Only because a name got used in all that french. Sheepy: Grif: Wow.... Arsé-kun: Kay: If I had my phone, I'd just message Lance, but... Sheepy: *Grif takes out his phone and hands it to Kay* Arsé-kun: Kay: Oh, fine. Sheepy: Grif: Did you want me to message him instead? Arsé-kun: Kay: I can do it. Sheepy: Grif: Wow...Make sure to tell him he's really cool. Arsé-kun: *Kay groans but does as asked* Sheepy: Grif: Thanks. Arsé-kun: *This takes a few minutes.* Sheepy: Grif: Well? How did it go? Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm.... Maybe I should save some of my money so I can eventually buy you a phone. Arsé-kun: Kay: He said he'd ask the club leader... And phones are expensive, so I don't recommend that. Sheepy: Grif: Wow. So Grandpa's gift was very valuable... Sheepy: Grif: He goes to a weapons club? Arsé-kun: Kay: No? Sheepy: Grif:...? Sheepy: Grif: Then what? Arsé-kun: Kay: It's a bunch of delinquents doing who knows what. Sheepy: Grif: Oh. Sheepy: Grif: I see, delinquents must be weapon lovers. Arsé-kun: Kay: Even if they're not, Lance is. Sheepy: Grif: Hmmm... Arsé-kun: Kay: Oh, he responded. Huh. Sheepy: Grif: What did he say? Arsé-kun: Kay: He says it's someone on campus. Sheepy: Grif: I see... Someone associated with weapons... Arsé-kun: Kay: .... ..... *thinking* Sheepy: Gawain: Reminds me of the drill sergeant I know! Sheepy: Gawain: He's a weapon enthusiast too. Arsé-kun: *Kay jumps like 50 feet. not really.* Arsé-kun: Kay: Where the FUCK did you come from?! Sheepy: Gawain:...Next door? Arsé-kun: Kay: I can usually hear you three hallways away, what the fuck? Sheepy: Gawain: I'm practicing my stealth! Arsé-kun: Kay: Great work then. Good lord. *kay didnt almost have a cardiac arrest. nope* Sheepy: Gawain: I'm trying to disturn people less! Arsé-kun: Kay: Disturn. Sheepy: Gawain: Disfurb! Sheepy: Gawain:...Disturb! Arsé-kun: Kay: Keep it up. You might be able to read better than Grif at this rate. Sheepy: Gawain: I can read! However! The spelling bee master of the group is...! Sheepy: Grif: Bees can spell? Arsé-kun: Lot: Here comes another mess of a conversation. Sheepy: Gawain: Tristan! Arsé-kun: Kay: Joke here. Sheepy: Gawain: He's the spelling bee master! Sheepy: Grif: I could be a spelling bee master too. Sheepy: Grif: If you slay the competition, you will always come out on top. Arsé-kun: Kay: Until you get killed. Sheepy: Grif:...... Sheepy: Grif: No one at a spelling bee could kill me. Sheepy: Grif: I'd punch their kneecaps. Arsé-kun: Kay: Now spell kneecaps. Sheepy: Grif: ..... Sheepy: Grif: Knee... is... Sheepy: Grif: N-i. And then cap is... C-a-t. Arsé-kun: Kay: You got more of it than I expected, but no. Sheepy: Grif: What? Arsé-kun: Kay: It was a bad question and English is stupid. It starts with a K. Sheepy: Grif: Cap does? Arsé-kun: Kay: Knee. Sheepy: Grif:?! Sheepy: Grif: I don't hear it... Arsé-kun: Lot: K-N-E-E-C-A-P-S. The K is silent. Sheepy: Grif: Wow.... Sheepy: Grif: That's a long word. Arsé-kun: Kay: Good luck, English breaks its own rules... All the time. Sheepy: Grif: Next you'll ask me to spell meniscus. Arsé-kun: Kay: I don't even know how that's spelled. Sheepy: Grif:....... Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Sheepy: Grif: Even Kay doesn't know something... Sheepy: Grif: Maybe I'm not so dumb after all. Arsé-kun: Kay: Wasn't my int just over yours? Sheepy: Grif: Hmm... So we're both dumb... Arsé-kun: Kay: Awful. Sheepy: Grif: Dumb and dumber... Arsé-kun: Kay: Absolutely not! Sheepy: Grif: What would we be then? Arsé-kun: Kay: ..... Arsé-kun: Lot: The warrior and... um. Arsé-kun: Lot: .. I'm still not sure what class would fit Kay best. Sheepy: Grif: Warrior.... Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Sheepy: Grif: That sounds cool... Sheepy: Grif: Anyway, let's find the drill sergeant. Sheepy: Grif: He's not scary. Arsé-kun: Kay: I don't feel like gettin' bitched at. Sheepy: Grif: Hmm.... Sheepy: Grif: But... weapons... Arsé-kun: Kay: We do need them, but... Sheepy: Grif: I'll fight him if he yells at you. Arsé-kun: Kay: If you get shot, it isn't my problem. Sheepy: Grif: Don't worry. I can tank it Arsé-kun: Kay: Cause I definitely wanna see that. Sheepy: Grif: I'll consider letting yoy just get yelled at. Arsé-kun: Kay: Harsh. Sheepy: Grif:...? I don't know what else to do. Arsé-kun: Kay: Not get shot? Sheepy: *Grif drags Kay to go find Dho!* Sheepy: Grif: You. I'm looking for weapons. Arsé-kun: D-Ho: Can't you see I'm busy?? Sheepy: Grif: Uh.... Sheepy: Grif: I didn't look. Arsé-kun: D-Ho: And anyway, what kind of maniac do you take me for? Sheepy: Grif: That's what people sometimes call me. How did you know? Arsé-kun: D-Ho: I'd insult you, but there are children present. Sheepy: Satoru: Really? The redhead guy looks so scruffy, but I'll believe you. Arsé-kun: D-Ho: ....... You're the child, for the last time. Sheepy: Satoru: That's what you think. Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] GYM TEACHER IS BABYSITTING KIDS WHAT THE FUCK Arsé-kun: D-Ho: ... *to Grif, clearly* Right, what did you want, you psychopathic manchild? Sheepy: Grif: Weapons. Arsé-kun: D-Ho: Fine. I'll pass information on, but don't bother me after this, goddammit. Sheepy: Grif: Fine. Arsé-kun: *D-Ho hands Grif a business card begrudgingly.* Sheepy: Grif:...... Arsé-kun: Kay: Gimme that. Sheepy: *Grif gives it to Kay* Arsé-kun: *Kay pockets it* Sheepy: Satoru: Don't tell the detective, or you'll get in trouble, Scruffy. Arsé-kun: Kay: Why would I do that? It ain't his business what the security team does. Sheepy: Satoru: A weakness in the security system might result in a crime being committed. It's his job to not only understand that weakness, but also recognize who can take advantage of it, or when it could've been taken advantage of. Arsé-kun: Kay: Cool, so why hasn't he done anything when the security was breached? Sheepy: Satoru: That's not my business. I'm 12. Arsé-kun: Kay: Then neither is any of the rest of that. Go back to math class. Sheepy: Satoru: I've already been to math class. My grandpa teaches it. Sheepy: Satoru: Speaking of which, you must go to it too, so don't get a bad grade, or I'll find out, okay? Arsé-kun: Kay: I've got one of the top grades in my class. *he's proud of this* I do taxes for one of the teachers sometimes, I think I'm okay. Sheepy: Satoru: Wow. You're really smart. I have a prize for you for being such a good student. Sheepy: Satoru: *He holds out a praying mantis to Kay* It's for you. Arsé-kun: Kay: I am... Not touching that. Arsé-kun: Kay: Grif, don't even think about it. Arsé-kun: *D-Ho having a smoke in the background* Sheepy: Grif:..... Sheepy: Grif:........Looks tasty.... Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. I'll find another bug for you. I saw a centipede earlier. Do you want that? Sheepy: Grif:....Centipedes are tasty, too. Sheepy: Satoru: Well, I guess that the centipede is probably gone now. If you don't take my friend, I'll just give you a different bug the next time I see you, okay? Arsé-kun: Kay: I think I'd rather something different. The cat would try to fuck with that and so would the wizard. Sheepy: Satoru: Bugs make me happy. You look like you need a bug, Scruffy. Sheepy: Satoru: I'll find another one for you and give it to you the next time we meet. Okay? Make sure to tell me about your accomplishments again so I can give you more prize bugs. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... I found an achievements NPC... Sheepy: Satoru: By the way, the bug of the week is praying mantis, so if you come back next week, you might get a different bug, okay? I like click beetles. I could give you one next time. Sheepy: Satoru: By the way, the detective should be at my uncle's club, so for now you're safe. Arsé-kun: Kay: Good to know, you funky little information gatherer. Sheepy: Satoru: Thanks. I didn't give you any information if you get caught and questioned. Okay? Arsé-kun: Kay: Who are you again? Have we met? Sheepy: Satoru: I've never seen you before. Arsé-kun: Kay: Right on. Arsé-kun: *We briefly pause this narrative to point out the little gold-wearing snowman that's just standing there. Menacingly. Staring at them with a bag bigger than he is.* Sheepy: Satoru: Look, look, Scruffy, it's Snowball. He's my friend. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... That's a big bag. Arsé-kun: snowman: Yeah it is, ho! Whatcha buyin'? You gots monhee, right? Sheepy: Grif: Its mouth is a void... Sheepy: Grif:...Oh, yes, I have money. Sheepy: Grif: …? Sheepy: Grif: I don’t know any ranged users… Arsé-kun: snowman: Makes my life heeasier! *and he tosses most of the guns back in the bag* Sheepy: Grif: I use swords. Arsé-kun: snowman: You do you, ho! *he holds out a bunch of swords in scabbards. it's only a few, but sword big compared to snowman arm* Sheepy: Grif: *he chooses one of them and looks it over* Arsé-kun: *it's a sword* Sheepy: Grif: This one looks good. Arsé-kun: snowman: Gimme a twenty and I'll call it heeven! Sheepy: *Grif gives the snowman a twenty!* Sheepy: Grif: Thank you. Arsé-kun: snowman: Yeah, yeah! Does ya team nheed anythin'? Sheepy: Grif: Kay, do you need anything? Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah. I fucked my golf club up, remember? Sheepy: Grif: Okay, choose what you want. Arsé-kun: Kay: uh Sheepy: Grif: I don't have an eye for golf clubs. Sheepy: Grif: Anyway, if it's your weapon, it's best to choose the one that stands out to you. Arsé-kun: *Kay sighs and looks over the swords before taking a rusty red one. Of course. He hands over a twenty before he's asked. The snowman looks pleased* Sheepy: Grif: [>Displaying weapon stats...] Arsé-kun: *two popups... pop up, displaying the stats of the new weapons* Arsé-kun: snowman: Pleasah doin' business with ya! Now fuck off! Sheepy: Satoru: Snowball, if you say bad words, Mom will get mad at you. Arsé-kun: snowman: Your mother can't say shit! I'm swingin' weapons around and that's her problem? Re-evaluhate priorithees! Sheepy: Satoru: You should try to be like a bug. Bugs are strong in their own way, even if they're small or unable to do harm. They help people. Without bugs, we wouldn't be here. So be a bug, Scruffy. Okay? Arsé-kun: D-Ho: Are you telling people to be noisy pissy bugs? Again? Sheepy: Satoru: Uhuh. Do you wanna be a bug? Arsé-kun: D-Ho: I think I'd rather die. Sheepy: Satoru: It's okay, Snowball. I think you're great just the way you are, even if you aren't a bug. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... the weapons stat screen is useful. Sheepy: Grif: If we use that the next time we buy weapons, we can compare the stats to the price and decide if it's a worthwhile investment. Arsé-kun: Kay: Sure. Arsé-kun: *Kay is doing mental gymnastics trying to figure out how both the tiny snowman and the shitty gym teacher are both called "Snowball" by a kid.* Sheepy: Satoru: Yes. I named him after Uncle Snowball because they're both grumpy. Arsé-kun: Kay: oh. Darn. I thought I was onto something. Sheepy: Satoru: If you're really grumpy, you can be Snowball too. Okay? Arsé-kun: Kay: No thanks. Sheepy: Satoru: It's okay. Scruffy fits you better. Arsé-kun: Yog: I can't believe this. I believe the term is "LMAO GGEZ NORE GET REKT". *he does not explain this input whatsoever* Sheepy: Grif: I understood one of the words in that sentence. Arsé-kun: Yog: That wasn't to you. Don't worry about it. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Arsé-kun: *Kay squinting* Sheepy: Satoru: Hi. Sheepy: Satoru: He's a family friend. I like him. He likes fist fighting my dad. Arsé-kun: Yog: [>WHAT.] Sheepy: Grif:......? Arsé-kun: Yog: I was not even slightly prepared for those words in that order. Sheepy: Grif: I can't believe Uncle has a friend. Sheepy: Satoru: I'm Satoru. What's your name? Arsé-kun: Yog: Even if I give you my name, it isn't going to be used. Instead, this orb is named Paimon. Sheepy: Satoru: I know that show. Pikablu is one of those. I like him. He's soft. Sheepy: Satoru: The detective gave me one because he said, "All kids like this character". Arsé-kun: *Kay is carefully examining his new sword in the background* Arsé-kun: Yog: He's right. Sheepy: Satoru: You're Pikablu now, okay? He's my favorite Paimon because there's no rhinos nor bugs. I asked the detective and he said so. Arsé-kun: Yog: I accept it. But there are plenty of bugs in that series. Sheepy: Satoru: Really? Arsé-kun: Yog: At least ten. Sheepy: Satoru: Is there a rhino? Arsé-kun: Yog: ... Yes. Sheepy: Satoru: I want to see Rhinoblu. Sheepy: Satoru: And Bugblu. Arsé-kun: Yog: This is called a Rhyhorn. *an image of a rhyhorn is projected* Sheepy: Satoru: Oh... it's so cute... Sheepy: Satoru: It's so pointy. Sheepy: Satoru: He's even cuter than Pikablu. Sheepy: Satoru: Thank you for showing me Rhyhorn. Arsé-kun: Yog: Quite welcome. Sheepy: Grif: Wow... Dad made a friend. Arsé-kun: Yog: You say that as if it isn't a regular occurance. Sheepy: Grif: Is it a regular occurrence? Arsé-kun: *Yog opts to not answer this* Sheepy: Grif: I see... Arsé-kun: Lance: *distantly* ---And the substitute doll is also based on the gen one monster sprite. Anyway, are we there yet? Sheepy: Clover: *distantly* Very close. I can feel it. Arsé-kun: D-Ho: You're too late! The little shit already ran off! Sheepy: Clover: How unfortunate. Arsé-kun: D-Ho: If you're lucky, it'll come back. Sheepy: Guin: Please avoid profanity around children. Arsé-kun: D-Ho: A little shit swings weapons around, as he said, and that's the issue? Sheepy: Guin: Well... Sheepy: Guin:.... Sheepy: Clover: It's fine. It's to be expected. Arsé-kun: *Lance spots swords* Sheepy: Satoru: Hi. It's good to see you made friends. You looked mopey and lonely before. Sheepy: Satoru: Are you interested in the swords? If you wish really hard, Snowball will appear to curse at you and sell you weapons. Arsé-kun: snowman: Here ye, here hee! More of you motherfuckers? I'm popular today, ho! Make mhee a mascot, hee-ho! Sheepy: Satoru: I believe in you. You'll be a very good mascot. Arsé-kun: *The snowman whips out the bag a second time.* Arsé-kun: Lance: (*0*) Sheepy: Satoru: Make sure to thank him after you make a purchase, okay? Arsé-kun: snowman: Don't care! Buy or I commit sudoku! Sheepy: Guin: Don't repeat the things he says, okay, Satoru? Sheepy: Satoru: Okay. Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] Im still holdin grifs phone but there is a snowman here thats not even up to my knee. i wanna bully it Sheepy: Bedi: [chat] If you bully everyone shorter than you, you'll be bullying many people. Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] Important announcement; Lance is buying another sword. I'm gonna take his wallet and run/ Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] Typing on this phone sucks massiv balls lmao and ok I aint doin that. id die instantly Arsé-kun: *Lance is inspecting all the weapons. all of them. its christmas and he is a ten year old that got a playstation* Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] lol I'd rather strike people's vitals with a well aimed hit than use weapons, it's more suave Sheepy: Bedi: [chat] By the way, isn't dealing weapons illegal? Sheepy: Bedi: [chat] Shouldn't you report that to the detective? Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] I already said I wouldn't. You can, but whats he gonna do? Lock him in the freezer? Sheepy: Bedi: [chat] I see... Not much can be done about a snowman. Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] Anyway I got a new weapon too. Cause I fucked up the golf club. r i p golf club Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] I watched a horror movie about a killer snowman who was possessed by a spirit once. it killed people with an icicle and collevted parts from them to become a real boy Arsé-kun: Artair: [chat] ....Which movie was that? That isn't a Jack Frost movie... Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] sharp chill. it's laughably bad Arsé-kun: Artair: [chat] Show me please. It sounds awful. Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] I will, I want to watch it again with colder temperatures nearing Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] How bad? I might even get on this watch party if it's dumb enough. Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] super bad, the writing is awful but it takes itself seriously Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] speaking of bad movies I saw an awful one recently that had a mummy in it Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] the mummy is... spoilers, the mummy is... a time traveling alien that rots everything it touches Arsé-kun: Artair: [chat] I want to watch Plan 9 again. Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] let's watch that too Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] Let's do that tomorrow. Artair's gonna need to be watched anyway and if any of you fuckers think I remember dental care procedures, fuck off Sheepy: Bedi: [chat] Oh, a wisdom teeth extraction? Arsé-kun: Artair: [chat] Yes. Sheepy: Bedi: [chat] Sleeping is a good idea. Arsé-kun: Artair: [chat] That I do know. Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] a perfect butler in training like me would never need a wosdom tooth extraction lol Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] Says the guy living in a hospital Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] details Sheepy: *in the bg, Guin is fretting that Lance may be spending way too much* Arsé-kun: *He is.* Sheepy: Aru: [chat] I want to come, too! Have I introduced you to Arthur, Artair? Or shown you Caliburn? I can bring them too!! Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] not sure how watsom would feel about someone bringing a sword into the hospital lol Arsé-kun: Artair: [chat] I was present when he was introduced, but I do not mind his presence as much as Arturia does. Sheepy: Aru: [chat] But Caliburn has a habit of shocking people other than me, so be careful! Arsé-kun: Lot: [chat] Don't let other people handle it. Sheepy: Aru: [chat] I won't let anyone handle it! Sheepy: Aru: [chat] Caliburn is really shy! Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] oh yeah! Aru, I got a sword now. I'm gonna come kick your butt Sheepy: Aru: [chat] I'd like to see you try!! Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] Winner faces Lance Sheepy: Aru: [chat] Huh? Does Lance want to join? Okay! Sheepy: Aru: [chat] You don't plan to use real swords, right? Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] uh Sheepy: Aru: [chat] It's dangerous to use a real sword if you don't know what you're doing! Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] Then teach me dammit Sheepy: Aru: [chat] Teach you? Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] actually. you and lance should go at it and ill take notes. winner fights grif. or maybe dont do that Sheepy: Aru: [chat] I don't think that's safe... Grif seems really strong... Sheepy: Aru: [chat] That sounds bad! Arsé-kun: *Lance is, in fact, challenging Grif to a sparring match. Or trying to.* Sheepy: Grif: [>You sense a strong presence... Continue, Lance?] Arsé-kun: Lance: ?? Arsé-kun: *Kay taps "Yes" for him. heck you* Sheepy: Grif: Fine. I'll fight you. Arsé-kun: *Lance has already accepted his loss but squares up anyway. For fun* Sheepy: Guin: Make sure to stop when you're tiring out so you don't get hurt. Arsé-kun: Lance: Of course. Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] Too late. Already started. Sheepy: Aru: [chat] Oh well. Arsé-kun: *We don't need to cover this. Lance lost. He still learned from it and wasn't dismembered. Grif and Lance gain xp.* Sheepy: Grif: Wow. Good job. You did well. Arsé-kun: Lance: So... So did you. *huff, huff* Worth it. Arsé-kun: *Kay tried to learn something. +2 xp.* Sheepy: Grif: Thanks. Sheepy: Aru: [chat] Just remembered, @Kay ! Arturia usually carries a training sword on her, right? Maybe she'll let us borrow two. Maybe Arthur can help too. Sheepy: Aru: [chat] I'm not amazing with a sword but I'll do my best!! Arsé-kun: Artair: [chat] I would help if I were available. Sheepy: Aru: [chat] You can join another time! Arsé-kun: Artair: [chat] @Arturia, Aru would like to borrow some practice swords. Sheepy: Arturia: [chat] Go ahead. I won't need them for now. Sheepy: Arturia: [chat] But I won't show Kay any mercy if we spar. I'll already be at a disadvantage with how many excuses he can come up with as to why he didn't lose. Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] I didn't lose because I need positive reinforcement Sheepy: Aru: [chat] You lose on the training grounds so you don't lose om the battle field! Sheepy: Aru: [chat] Losing is totally normal! The most important thing is not to win, but to learn how to properly handle loss and learn from it. Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] that's what a loser would sat LOL Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] I'd kick your ass sickboy Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] i'd like to see you try. I'd pass out on you Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] That would mean I'd win Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] not without looking like a bad guy Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] I'm an asshole. That ain't knew. Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] if i win you lose to a sick guy. if i lose you beat up a sick guy. there is no win here for you Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] challenge accepted. i AM an asshole and I already look awful Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] i'll bleed on you don't try me Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] ............. Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] okita jabbed me in the wrong spot the other day and hit something he shouldn't have Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] but don't worry, this time the bleeding was only internally Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] just where it should be! Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] so I saod but apparently it was a "big problem" and "I shouldn't mess around with something like that" Arsé-kun: Lot: [chat] You really shouldn't. Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] it's my bloodand I can do with it as I please Arsé-kun: Lot: [chat] Then please keep it out of this conversation Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] well, he did say he was going to fight me Arsé-kun: Kay: [chat] I'm not gonna be killing you! Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] would it be better if i didn't warn him? Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] and that's what you think but if you hit the wrong spot you kay find otherwise Arsé-kun: *Kay nearly walks into a pole. pay attention idiot* Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] but don't worry because i'll havr recuperated by tomorrow Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] and by the way by "the pther day" i mean today Arsé-kun: Lot: [chat] gdi lucan. This is why you can't leave. Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] now hey how could i have ever known that he would actually hit me with his real sword Arsé-kun: Lot: [chat] Because he almost always has it and threatens to hit people with his very real sword? How is he allowed to have that? Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] how is your brpther allowed to have his weapons Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] how is aru allowed fo have a taser swors Arsé-kun: Lot: [chat] Lance doesn't live in a hospital Sheepy: Aru: [chat] I pulled it from a stone! Arsé-kun: Merlin: [chat] How am I allowed to habe these guns Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] flex flex fingerguns Arsé-kun: Merlin: [chat] :fingergun: :fingergun: Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] "where do you go to work out, merlin" "the library" Arsé-kun: Merlin: [chat] Catch me with a stack of books! Call that the leaning tower of Arsé-kun: Merlin: [chat] I dont have an end to that joke. Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] could've been the learning tower of pisa Arsé-kun: Merlin: [chat] thanks Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] you're welcome Arsé-kun: Merlin: [chat] I suddenly have an Art Idea that jas Nothing to do with this and I need to accomplish it before i lose it adios fuckbois Sheepy: Lucan: [chat] see you later, in your dreams... That is a threat, and a promise. Arsé-kun: Merlin: [chat] yeah ok Arsé-kun: *Kay and Grif eventually get home. Grif gets his phone back* Arsé-kun: Kay: Aru, we're back! Sheepy: Aru: Oh, you're back! *She rushes over* Arsé-kun: Kay: Ain't that what I just said? *aru gets her hair rustled* Sheepy: Arturia: So! You've finally arrived! I was expecting you to run away with your tail between your legs! Arsé-kun: Kay: This is my house! Of course I'm gonna show up eventually! Sheepy: Arturia:....J-just ignore that part! Arsé-kun: Kay: No way, edgelord. *he plops his new sword on the table, and then looks at Arturia expectantly* Gimme the shitty practice sword. Sheepy: Aru: Is that your new sword? It's neat! Arsé-kun: Kay: Sure is. Sheepy: Arturia: Think fast! *She tosses the practice sword to Kay* Arsé-kun: *Kay manages to catch it with both hands before shooting Arturia a dirty look* Arsé-kun: Kay: If that broke anything I'd have obliterated you! Sheepy: Arturia: An enemy won't always warn you of their attack, you know! You need to keep your eyes and ears open for such things! Arsé-kun: Kay: Most enemies won't be throwing shit in my house! Sheepy: Arturia: That's what makes me special. Arsé-kun: Kay: And if you break my tv, I get to throw you out a window. Sheepy: Arturia: My bones are more expensive than a TV. Arsé-kun: Kay: Naaah. I have another sister. I don't have another tv. Sheepy: Arturia: Well...! Sheepy: Arturia: You know one isn't the same as the next, right?! Arsé-kun: Kay: What, you don't know any "Not Eating Shit" magic? Are you actually worse than Merlin? Sheepy: Arturia: Eh, it's just... Sheepy: Arturia: Hmhmhm, you aren't ready to see me use such things! Come back in another lifetime! Sheepy: Aru: Her magic is focused around enhancing her sword, but when she uses it, it tends to launch her across the room. Arsé-kun: Kay: She's got that over me, I guess. Sheepy: Arturia: It's not true! Arsé-kun: Kay: Ah, shattap. *he strides towards Arturia* Shut it, you little gremlin gargoyle lookin' shit. Sheepy: Arturia: I'm not little! Arsé-kun: Kay: Take this. *he goes to shove her onto the main part of the sofa* Sheepy: Arturia: That's my perch! Arsé-kun: Kay: At least I announced my intention to attack. Sheepy: Arturia: As did I! Arsé-kun: Kay: And I could fight you like this, but you'd surely die. Sheepy: Arturia: Hmhmhm... You doubt my skill with a sword! There are few I know who could beat me! Arsé-kun: *Kay pokes her with the practice sword* Arsé-kun: Kay: You are already dead. Sheepy: Arturia: Well, you wouldn't stab me for real! Would you? Arsé-kun: Kay: Well, you can't win if you're dead. You're dead. I've already won. *smug* Sheepy: Arturia: That isn't true! Arsé-kun: Kay: Then actually fight me. Sheepy: Arturia: I'll do that, but don't expect to win! Arsé-kun: Kay: You already lost once. What's the worst that can happen? Sheepy: Aru: Oh, you're fighting her? Okay! She's great with the sword, so she's a better choice for teaching you how to use one. It's really important how you hold it, you know! It all starts there! So don't rush in to it too quickly. Arsé-kun: *Kay tries to copy a Grif Stance but it feels... Wrong. He gives up quickly* Sheepy: Aru: Ummm... Well, it is a first try. Arsé-kun: Kay: Ain't got many role models! Sheepy: *Aru comes over and starts instructing him how to hold it!* Arsé-kun: *This is Far More Helpful!* Sheepy: Aru: By the way, stance is really important too. There's a lot of different stances you can take... and different ways to wield a sword. But let's start with something simple! Arsé-kun: *Arthur is watching from a distance. He's clearly interested, but..* Sheepy: Aru: You can join too, Arthur! Arsé-kun: Arthur: I would prefer not to. I may cause damage. Sheepy: Aru: Okay! Let's work hard to achieve you being able to hold things easily so you can join eventually! Arsé-kun: Arthur: The only thing I know I can certainly hold.. Is Caliburn. .. Not that I have tried. Arsé-kun: *He has definitely tried. He is a worse liar than Aru.* Sheepy: Aru: Okay! I'll help you, then! Sheepy: Arturia: Did you get tazed, too? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Why would I? It is my sword. Sheepy: Arturia: Because you're dead and it has a new owner. Does a previous owner never stop being accepted by it? Arsé-kun: Arthur: I don't see why one would be. Sheepy: Aru: I don't think ghosts can be tazed anyway. Arsé-kun: *Arthur takes Caliburn from Aru and easily settles into a defensive stance, facing Arturia.* Arsé-kun: Arthur: Shall we find out? Sheepy: Aru: Well, you came out of it, so if it didn't like you, it would've just tazed you the whole time, right? Sheepy: *Arturia seems unsure about this.* Sheepy: Arturia: Part of using a sword is recognizing when your opponent is leagues stronger than you and you have a losing situation on your hands, isn't it? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Fine. I will compromise. *he switches Caliburn to his left hand, and puts his right hand behind his back* Sheepy: Arturia: *mumbling* If I lose badly in front of him, I'll never recover from that... I'd be an embarrassment for life... Arsé-kun: Arthur: Losing is an acceptable part of learning, is it not? Sheepy: Arturia:...! Sheepy: Arturia: *She readies herself* I'll do my best! Arsé-kun: Arthur: I'd like to see it. Sheepy: Arturia: Of course! Sheepy: Aru: I believe in both of you! Arsé-kun: *They spar! While Arthur is taking it easy on her, he's clearly out of practice, and not used to modern fighting. He eventually concedes.* Sheepy: Arturia: *huff, huff* Ah... Thank goodness, I didn't embarrass myself! Arsé-kun: Arthur: You certainly didn't. Good work. Sheepy: Arturia: I was worried this was going to be like the time I faced off with Aru! Sheepy: Arturia:...! Thank you! Arsé-kun: Arthur: You are quite welcome. Continue training and I may have to use my dominant hand. Arsé-kun: *Arthur goes to sheathe Caliburn, and realizes he doesn't have the scabbard a moment later. Habits die hard* Arsé-kun: *.. harder than he died too LMAO AIRHORN AIRHORN* Sheepy: Aru: Oh. It's right here! Arsé-kun: Arthur: That helps greatly. *Caliburn is twirled and sheathed. for funsies* Sheepy: Arturia: Your dominant hand... Scary thought. Sheepy: Aru:...! *She found that very cool! Her face is beaming!* Arsé-kun: *Even Merlin peeked out to watch! Cool!* Sheepy: Aru: Did you do that after every fight you won? Arsé-kun: Arthur: Hm? That? Certainly not. That'd be seen as rude. Sheepy: Aru: Wow! So you were being rude! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Only if I'd have won. Sheepy: Aru: So it's okay to do it if you lose? Arsé-kun: Arthur: I see no reason why to not do it in that case. Sheepy: Aru: I understand! Sheepy: Aru: You're almost as cool as Kay when you do that! Arsé-kun: Kay: what. Sheepy: Arturia: You can't just say that to people, Aru. You'll make them feel bad. Arsé-kun: Arthur: That's a sentence I've never heard before. I'll accept it this time. Sheepy: Aru: You didn't think Cai was cool? Arsé-kun: Arthur: The words I want to use are not very proper. Sheepy: Aru:...? Arsé-kun: Kay: He's callin' Cai a pussyass bitch. Sheepy: Aru: Wow... He must not have been very reliable then. Arsé-kun: Arthur: Well, no, but that's closer than I'd like to admit. Sheepy: Aru: Hmmm... So this is who Beddy was closest to... Sheepy: Aru: He speaks such glowing words about him, I never knew... Arsé-kun: Arthur: I can insult my elder brother if I so want to. That seems to be acceptable now. Sheepy: Arturia: It's completely acceptable! They always deserve it! Arsé-kun: Kay: Lucky Aru's so nice, or she'd destroy you too. Sheepy: Arturia: She already has before! Arsé-kun: Kay: She insulted you? How? I wanna know. Sheepy: Arturia: "Please don't judge me too harshly, I'm not very good with a sword!" Sheepy: Arturia:...Before mowing me down! Arsé-kun: Kay: That's tragic. Sheepy: Arturia: "You did really well! I'm sure you'll win next time if you try!" Sheepy: Aru: I didn't know you were trying... Arsé-kun: Kay: Ouch Sheepy: Arturia: Can you imagine a more painful insult? Arsé-kun: Kay: Getting T-bagged and told to git gud. Sheepy: Arturia: Really? I doubt that. Arsé-kun: Kay: Okay. Git gud. Sheepy: Arturia: You git gud! Arsé-kun: Kay: Already on it, tiny commander. Sheepy: Aru: It's okay! I'm sure you'll be great once you learn, Kay! But it's okay if you're bad at first. That's the first step of learning - pinpointing your weaknesses! Sheepy: Aru: Overconfidence and easy wins mask your weaknesses from you, which can result in them surfacing at the worst time. Arsé-kun: Kay: Well, that's easy. I don't know shit and I got problems. Sheepy: Aru: That's okay! We can work on that! Arsé-kun: Fou: *headbutting Aru, hello, accept my scent* Sheepy: Aru: *she pets Fou* Sheepy: Aru: That's not something that can be fixed instantly, but if we work on it, it can be! Arsé-kun: Kay: And how do you suggest we do that, huh? Sheepy: Aru: Ummm.... Sheepy: Aru: Well, what kind of person do you want to be? Arsé-kun: Kay: Not this one. Gimme a less stupid question. Sheepy: Aru: It's not a stupid question! I mean... if you have some kind of goal in your mind, you can pursue it, right? Like, "I want to be a kinder person", so you work to become kinder. Sheepy: Aru: If you have someone you view as a rolemodel, that can help you figure out what traits you want to work on, too! Arsé-kun: Kay: I wanna stop being a useless pussy-ass bitch. Here's my years of progress. Arsé-kun: *Kay does nothing* Arsé-kun: Kay: This is where I'd show my progress. If I fuckin' had any! Sheepy: Aru: ....? Sheepy: Aru: So you've always been so dependable... Arsé-kun: Kay: Are you incapable of seeing flaws, or just an ignorant lil' shit? Sheepy: Aru: I can see flaws. It's important to pinpoint weaknesses in others so you can create an environment where they can live up to their best potential. Sheepy: Aru: I'm still working on it, though, so don't be disappointed when I don't notice them! Sheepy: Aru: Anyway, it seems like your weakness is... You dismiss all your progress as miniscule or worthless so you feel as though you're not improving. Arsé-kun: Kay: I ain't you. I know I've improved a little lately, but that's about it. Sheepy: Aru: But you're out doing new things you've never done before. What were you doing before now? Arsé-kun: Kay: Like, today? Yesterday? ... I don't wanna talk about yesterday. Sheepy: Aru: Too soon! Not then! Sheepy: Aru: A month or two ago. Even a year ago. Arsé-kun: Kay: Fuckin' jack shit. Sheepy: Aru: See! You've improved! Sheepy: Aru: I'm working really hard to be like my rolemodels! Arsé-kun: Kay: You'll have better progress. Sheepy: Aru: It's hard to really know how to help... I'm not sure if I should just cheer you on, or actively try to assist you... Sheepy: Aru: *mumbling* What would Teacher do to help...? Hmm.. Hmmmm... There's not much I can do here, is there... Arsé-kun: Arthur: I would not know what he would suggest, but my recommendation is doing research. Sheepy: Aru: Oh! Great idea! Sheepy: Aru: You're really smart, Arthur! Arsé-kun: Arthur: Thank you. Sheepy: Aru: It's fitting, because this is a college! Arsé-kun: Kay: *cracking open a beer* All right, enough outta you two. It's past your bedtimes. Sheepy: Aru: Oh, I am starting to feel tired.. Arsé-kun: Kay: Yeah, wonder why. Sheepy: Arturia: I'm not a kid! Arsé-kun: Kay: You are to me! Shoo, go home. It's past midnight, you lil gremlin. Sheepy: Arturia: Why didn't you say so?! Artair might get worried! Arsé-kun: Kay: I wasn't goddamn lookin'! I was watching you chucklefucks! Sheepy: Arturia: Anyway, I'm heading home! Arsé-kun: Kay: I'll see you tomorrow! Unfortunately! Sheepy: Arturia: Yeah, unfortunately! Sheepy: Arturia: Anyway, I'm going now! Don't get hungover before Artair's surgery. Arsé-kun: Kay: I'll think about it. Sheepy: *Arturia heads out* Sheepy: Aru: I'm going to bed now! Good night, Kay! Arsé-kun: Kay: Night. *he heads into his own room* Sheepy: Grif: Good night, Kay. Sheepy: Grif: Unfortunate that Merlin and Bedi have already gone to bed presumably, so we can't wish them a good night, too. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Eh? *he popped out to also say good night* He's not out here with you guys? Sheepy: Grif: No. Of course not. Arsé-kun: Merlin: ?! Sheepy: Grif: At this time he would be with you. Why would he be with us? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Because it made the most sense? Sheepy: Grif: I disagree. Sheepy: Grif: Hm... but where is he? Arsé-kun: Merlin: I don't know.. Sheepy: Grif: Maybe try texting him. Arsé-kun: Merlin: [text: to Bedi] Babe??? Where r u??? Sheepy: *There's a long pause before it's read.* Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Merlin] wouldn'f YOU like to know Arsé-kun: Merlin: ?!?! Arsé-kun: Merlin: [text: to Bedi] DONT MAKE ME COME OVER THERE Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Merlin] hint: some place you've never beem before Arsé-kun: Merlin: [text: to Bedi] That doesn't help! Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Merlin] i suppose that WOULD include all yhe club rooms, wouldn'r it Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Merlin] eell, because you're apparently my boyfriend, i guess i can give you a better hint. Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Merlin] are you ready? Arsé-kun: Merlin: [text: to Bedi] I guess so. Sheepy: *Merlin receives a selfy from Bedi's end! ...Of Nyarlathotep, not Bedi* Arsé-kun: Merlin: [text: to Bedi] If you did something im calling my grandparents Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Merlin] ooooo i'm SO SCARED. Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Merlin] all you people immediately assjme i'm bad ddspite everything i do for you!! and then i kidnao ONE collegd studeng and you're like OH NYAR!! DON'T DO THAT!! I'M CALLING MY PARENTS!! Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Merlin] anyway "babe" i saw the phone sitting on the table anf picked it up bdfore anyobe stole it. i fully intend to return if! maybe i'm helpinf!!! have you ever considered that. Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Merlin] think aboht it. every single day i clean up after you people. every single day i tolerate wayching you people LITTER and THROW THINGS INTO THE WRONG BIN. now, there are a few exveptiond. for example, i saw s guy with twin tails standing between recycle and trash, thinking hard on whivh his objecy wluld go into. now that's whst i want to see!!! Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Merlin] btw yout boyfriend's passcode iz way too easy to crack. "fhe birthday of my boyfriend" shouls NOT be your passcode. how do i know iy's your biryhday, "babe"? don't question it. Arsé-kun: Merlin: [text: to Bedi] Bruh relax I said IF Arsé-kun: Merlin: [text: to Bedi] But just plz tell me where yall are so I can collect him and his stuff Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Merlin] now hold on a moment, why zhould i tell you a thing Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Merlin] this is MY favor to belvedere because unlike SOME people he doesn't litter wnd he recycles properlu Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Merlin] but becayse you're so desperate i'll givd you a hint Arsé-kun: Merlin: [text: to Bedi] Yes please! Sheepy: *Merlin receives a picture of Bedi. He has his face on the table, with an open book in fromt of him. There's a pile of books and an open notebook with a pencil off to his side.* Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Merlin] hint: it's a place you've probably never stepped foot in Arsé-kun: Merlin: [text: to Bedi] You're right! I really don't go there. I'll come get him outta the way for you in a minute Sheepy: Bedi: [text: to Merlin] good because i need to clean. Arsé-kun: *It takes Merlin an extra try or two, but he eventually manages to land a teleport in front of the Lovecraft Library. great name. very subtle* Sheepy: *Good job, Merlin!* Arsé-kun: *Merlin heads inside. He's still a bit wary.* Sheepy: *There's a strange... creature, standing near a table. It's using its many tentacle-like appendages to clean multiple surfaces at once. Useful!* Arsé-kun: Merlin: ... Dang. Now that's efficient. Arsé-kun: *but priorities are priorities, so he goes to clean up Bedi's stuff* Sheepy: *Bedi's fast asleep. It seems like Nyar tidied up his things to make it easier to pick up, including putting the phone on top of the notebook. How kind!* Sheepy: *The books range between "Types of Cats and their Behaviors" to "Mystical Creatures: An Introduction to Rarely Seen Animals!"* Arsé-kun: *Merlin packs everything away and puts Bedi's bag on, before considering Bedi with a soft smile. After a moment of deliberating, he Very Carefully picks up Bedi and teleports back to the dorms. Nyar is now free to clean* Sheepy: *Bedi doesn't react at all! He just mumbles something incomprehensible in his sleep.* Sheepy: Grif: You returned. Do I have to punish my uncle? Arsé-kun: Merlin: Nope. He was being helpful that time. Sheepy: Grif: Amazing... Arsé-kun: Merlin: Either he did somethin' already, or he just really wanted to clean. Both? Sheepy: Grif: Concerning thought. Sheepy: Grif: Night time seems like it should be the best opportunity for him due to the lack of lights. Arsé-kun: Merlin: I'll check Bedi over n' call it a night. I'll come out here if I find anythin'. Sheepy: Grif: Yes. Good idea. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Best opportunity to clean up with ten limbs, lmao. Sheepy: Grif: Wow...He did that? Arsé-kun: Merlin: At least ten. Didn't count. Arsé-kun: Merlin: Okay, night for real this time. Sheepy: Grif: Good night. Arsé-kun: *Merlin goes back to his room with Bedi. Merlin doesn't come back out, thankfully, meaning Bedi was untouched by awful alien nonsense.*
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1. Big Machine Records has denied Taylor Swift‘s claims that the label’s owners, Scooter Braun and Scott Borchetta, have banned her from performing her old hits at the upcoming American Music Awards. In a statement released to Page Six, Big Machine Label Group — which holds the rights to many of Swift’s classic tunes — called the singer’s claims “false information” and rejected her statement that the group has control over her performances.
“As Taylor Swift’s partner for over a decade, we were shocked to see her tumblr statements yesterday based on false information.  At no point did we say Taylor could not perform on the AMAs or block her Netflix special. In fact, we do not have the right to keep her from performing live anywhere,” the music company wrote in its statement. “Since Taylor’s decision to leave Big Machine last fall, we have continued to honor all of her requests to license her catalog to third parties as she promotes her current record in which we do not financially participate.”
Swift departed her original record label and signed a new deal with Universal Music Group in November 2018 that allowed her to own her master recordings going forward. Braun and Borchetta own her catalog from her 2006 self-titled debut album through 2017’s “Reputation,” which she described as a “worst case scenario” in a scathing note about Braun’s acquisition. Big Machine Label Group’s statement also echoed Page Six’s exclusive reporting that Swift owes Braun and Borchetta $7 million, according to our sources.
“We have worked diligently to have a conversation about these matters with Taylor and her team to productively move forward. We started to see progress over the past two weeks and were optimistic as recently as yesterday that this may get resolved,” the statement continued.
Although the company felt they were seeing “progress” in its negotiations with Swift and her team, Big Machine claims that “despite our persistent efforts to find a private and mutually satisfactory solution, Taylor made a unilateral decision last night to enlist her fanbase in a calculated manner that greatly affects the safety of our employees and their families.”
Shortly after Braun and Borchetta issued their responses, Swift’s rep Tree Paine fired back in a statement on Twitter.
The statement read: “The truth is, on October 28, 2019 at 5:17 p.m., the Vice President, Rights Management and Business Affairs from Big Machine Label Group sent Taylor Swift’s team the following: ‘Please be advised that BMLG will not agree to issue licences for existing recordings or waivers of its re-recording restrictions in connection with these two projects: The Netflix documentary and The Ablibaba “Double Eleven” event.'”
The rep continued: “To avoid an argument over rights, Taylor performed three songs off her new album Lover at the Double Eleven event as it was clear that Big Machine Label Group felt any televised performance of catalog songs violated her agreement. In addition, yesterday Scott Borchetta, CEO and founder of Big Machine Label Group, flatly denied the request for both American Music Awards and Netflix. Please notice in Big Machine’s statement, they never actually deny either claim Taylor said last night in her post.
“Lastly, Big Machine is trying to deflect and make this about money by saying she owes them but, an independent professional auditor has determined that Big Machine owes Taylor $7.9 million dollars of unpaid royalties over several years.”
2. Josh Ostrovsky, aka the “Fat Jew,” has tied the knot with influencer Caitlin King. King posted their wedding photos to her Instagram with bride and groom emojis in the caption on Tuesday. “This photo doesn’t properly highlight the bolo tie or my lizard skin cowboy boots with ostrich trim,” Otrovsky, 37, commented on the pic. The private ceremony took place at the lavish Amangiri desert resort in Utah, where the bride wore a long white gown and the groom rocked his signature erect hairdo. The Babe founder’s good pal Emily Ratajkowski shared her congratulations for the couple, writing on her Instagram story, “Two of my favorite people got married todayy!!…Mazel Tov to my besties!” The couple got engaged at Disneyland in October.
3. It's official! Kaia Gerber, 18, and Pete Davidson, 25, confirm romance as they hold hands while leaving grocery store. They were snapped in the upstate New York community of Hillsdale on Wednesday. The pair have been linked since mid-October, enjoying dates in NYC and Malibu. Pete has embarked on several short-lived romances during the past year or so. He was engaged to Ariana Grande in 2018 but it fizzled out after six months. The SNL castmember dated Kate Beckinsale from January to April this year. He broke up with actress Margaret Qualley, daughter of Andie MacDowell, one week before he was first seen with Kaia. Kaia, whose mom is Cindy Crawford, made her fashion runway debut at 16.
4. GOP operative Roger Stone was found guilty Friday in federal court. He was found guilty five counts of making false statements to Congress and single counts of obstructing a congressional proceeding and witness tampering. Stone could be jailed for a maximum of 50 years - 20 years for obstruction and five years apiece for the lying and witness tampering charges. He lied about his conversations with senior Trump Campaign officials and lied to lawmakers when he said he had no written communication about WikiLeaks. Longtime Trump confidante Stone previously told Congress that Randy Credico was his back channel to WikiLeaks' Julian Assange. But Credico denied those claims and threatened to contradict Stone's sworn statement, which would have showed Stone perjured himself.
5. The Queen gave her blessing to the Duke of York's 'no holds barred' interview with the BBC about his friendship with paedophile Jeffrey Epstein and claims he had sex with one of his young 'slaves', it was revealed today.
'Prince Andrew & the Epstein Scandal' will be broadcast on BBC 2 at 9pm on Saturday and was filmed at Buckingham Palace last night - another sign it had Her Majesty's approval.
Royal officials refused to discuss details of the monarch's involvement today but a spokesman told MailOnline: 'The Queen is aware of the interview'.
The BBC has not released any footage yet - but Emily Maitlis said it was a 'no holds barred interview' with 'no questions vetted' by Andrew or palace officials, who were pondering taking part since May.
It is the first time the duke has been grilled on his friendship with the American sexual abuser found dead in his New York prison cell in August while awaiting trial for sex-trafficking.
Andrew will also be confronted with allegations made by Epstein's 'slave' Virginia Roberts that she was flown to London on Epstein's private jet, nicknamed the 'Lolita Express', for sex with the prince who she has called 'an abuser'.
The bombshell interview took place in the Queen's grand South Drawing Room yesterday - also known as the Blue Drawing Room - where Queen Victoria held her first state ball in May 1838 just days before her coronation. 
The Duke of York has been interviewed by Newsnight's Emily Maitlis at Buckingham Palace and will be broadcast on BBC 2 at 9pm on Saturday.
Prince Andrew has 'vehemently denied' claims he slept with Virginia three times - including once during an orgy with nine women on Epstein's private 'paedo island' in the US Virgin Islands - but only ever in pre-prepared statements released by Buckingham Palace's press office, never in a TV interview.
Some critics said today that instead of talking to the BBC, Andrew should be helping the police with their inquiries into Epstein's crimes.    
Newsnight staff told the Guardian plans to set up the interview with Andrew began in May, when US prosecutors were trying to quash a 2008 plea deal that would allow them to put Epstein in court again.
Jeffrey Epstein was 'found hanging in his jail cell using a paper bed sheet' - authorities say it was suicide but his brother claims: 'He didn't kill himself.'    
The cell Epstein would have been held in have 'paper level sheets', a steel frame bed you cannot move, no light fixtures and no bars.
Jeffrey Epstein was found 'unresponsive' at around 6.30am in his cell at the Metropolitan Correctional Center on August 10, 2019 - a month after his arrest.
Prison staff were unable to revive him. He was then rushed to the infirmary inside the jail.
From there, he was placed in an ambulance and taken to New York-Presbyterian Lower Manhattan Hospital, where doctors pronounced him dead.
Since Epstein's suicide, there has been widespread speculation as to how he managed to kill himself after an earlier failed attempt to take his own life weeks earlier.
Prison procedure dictates that an inmate goes through a screening process to determine if they are at risk of harming or killing themselves.
Critics, including his brother, have suggested he was 'bumped off'.
Mark Epstein says he has seen no evidence to support the New York City Medical Examiner's conclusion that his brother committed suicide.
He added: 'Jeffrey knew a lot of stuff about a lot of people'.
BBC journalist Sam McAlister has been credited with securing the exclusive - but was clear that it would not be a cosy chat for the duke.
Epstein, who was released from prison in 2010 where he was sent for 18 months for prostituting minors, was then arrested on July 8 and was found dead in his cell on August 10.
The Duke of York was rocked by Jeffrey Epstein's unexpected death in a New York prison in August - with questions raised about whether it was suicide or murder.
And in the chaos that followed, Victoria Roberts Giuffre appeared on American television this summer repeating her allegations against the Duke of York.
The 35-year-old alleges she was coerced by paedophile US businessman Jeffrey Epstein, a friend of the Duke, into having sex with Andrew on three occasions, in London, New York and the US Virgin Islands.
She claimed in court documents that on the final occasion she also had 'sex with Andy... in an orgy' involving nine young women.
Miss Giufre said that Andrew was a 'participant', adding that even though the duke may deny it 'he knows the truth and I know the truth'.
She said: 'I know their faces and I know what they've done to me.'
Miss Giuffre claimed that she once had sex with the prince in a bathroom — and that he had said 'thank you' afterwards.
The 35-year-old was a teenager when she appeared in a now notorious photograph with Andrew's arm around her waist, alongside Epstein's friend, the British socialite and daughter of Robert Maxwell, Ghislaine Maxwell, now 57.
She also alleged that beforehand she was told by Miss Maxwell: 'I want you to do for him what you do for [Jeffrey] Epstein.'
The prince has always denied any inappropriate behaviour or being aware of any such behaviour from Epstein, and in 2015 her allegations about Andrew were thrown out by a US judge who ordered them struck out as 'immaterial and impertinent'.
She repeated her claim that she was loaned out to Andrew for sex in March 2001 when she was 17 after Epstein flew her to the London townhouse owned by Miss Maxwell.
At the time, Miss Roberts had been in Epstein's orbit for months and was being paid to have sex with him at his command. She claimed in court documents that she was loaned out to his friends.
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