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patrickcharlton-oshea-author · 1 year

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Waging War: An Age of Steam and Sorcery novel. Chapter Two

Peter always felt slightly weird as he logged into The Age of Steam and Sorcery. The avatar his consiousness inhabited was a bit taller and thinner than his real body. Not to mention the brass and bone contraption where his right arm should be. He turned it back and forth, admiring the intricacy of the pistons that drive the movement that muscles normally provided. It had been a gift from the Avatar of Life, compensation for dissolving the flesh from that arm with her touch.

“Urghk,” he felt his gorge rise at the memory of that sensation. It was compounded by the slight seasickness-like feeling that came from using the mobile network brick his father had given him. His stomach settled after a moment though as his brain properly synched with his surroundings.

Sunlight streamed through windows, illuminating a cosy little one-room cottage that wouldn’t have been out of place in Victorian England. There was the couch that Peter had appeared on, two very comfortable armchairs - currently occupied - and a very ornate writing desk. By the back door a kitchen table sat with four plain wooden chairs tucked neatly underneath. Peter’s rat DB, short for Dangerous Bastard, played with the fourth member of the team on the rug in front of him, trying unsuccessfully to snatch a choc-chip biscuit from the hands of his tormentor.

“Ye gave us a scare, laddie” the resident of one of the armchairs rumbled. Anyone who didn’t know better would have mistaken it for an animated suit or armour, the sort that costs an arm and a leg.

“I’m sorry Woz, I texted you as soon as we got in the car,” Peter shrugged, lying back and trying to sort through the memories of that night. “Mum dragged me out of bed in the middle of the night, stuffed me in the car with all our… well… stuff, and drove us up the coast to grandma’s place. We’re staying in a beach house on a tiny island. Which, I know,” he looked pointedly at the other occupant of an armchair, an elfen figure as emaciated and pale as his own digital body, “sounds like my family is as rich as Woz’s, but Pham I assure you this place is a hellhole.”

Pham radiated affrontery, and put a hand to his chest like a Victorian lady. “Petey, how could you think that of me. Just because you’re living on the beach in a gated community and I’m currently sharing a room with four siblings - three of whom snore worse than you - you make out like we’re on opposite sides of some class war.”

“It doesn’t count as a gated community when the gates are there to keep us in, not out. And I’m sharing the room with my Mum and the contents of grandma's liquor cabinet.” Peter stood up and strode over to look out the window. Beyond a low brick fence, fields of wheat waved gently in the breeze. “The floors are covered in sand and the whole place smells of fish. All the time.”

Woz jerked up at the mention of alcohol, his armour clanking. “Och Petey, d’yer think you could snaffle us a bottle? From the cabinet ye ken?”

The figure lying on the floor let DB have the cookie and rolled over to pull a face at Woz. Her leather armour creaked as she flipped from lying to standing like a martial arts master, and then flipped Woz the bird in a mastery all her own. “You need to lay off the booze, mate. You’ve already cleaned this place out.”

Peter turned back to the room. “Dani, are you saying there was drinks here? Actually, never mind, doesn’t matter. And no, Woz, I can’t bring you any for two reasons. One, I’m stuck here for the foreseeable future so I’m only going to be attending school virtually, and two, the actual cabinet is in the living room. The contents are in this room because Mum drank them already.”

Harrumphing like an old man, Woz settled back into the chair with his arms crossed. “Fine, be that way. Get on with it.”

“Well, Mum’s getting a divorce, Dad’s not answering the phone, emails, anything. All I’ve got is this wifi device he gave me before we left but the only place I get signal for it is up here at the old gun emplacement. Which means any time I want to log into The Age I have to climb a damn mountain. I’m just glad tourists aren’t allowed on the island and all the residents are old people so nobody comes up here but me.”

Dani flopped onto the vacant spot on the couch and put her legs up over the arm, careful to keep the actual boots off the material. “Right, but what happened last week? You were just about to say something before you vanished.”

Peter frowned for a minute, trying to remember past a long and harrowing week. Comprehension dawned suddenly. “Right, loot! We’ve got a chest to open.” He popped open his inventory, the tear in space hovering at shoulder height as he reached in and extracted the ornate chest that had been the reward for defeating the final boss and retrieving DB. The moment it left his inventory, gravity and the mass of the chest took over and the steel banded wooden container landed squarely on his toes. The sound that came out of Peter could shatter crystal wine glasses at twenty paces, but the pain faded quickly as he jerked his abused appendages out from under the crushing weight. “Not a word or you get nothing,” he waggled a finger at his companions who were struggling to maintain composure.

There was no keyhole on the front of the chest, just an embossing of a cog with a skull at the centre. Peter pressed his palm, the flesh and blood one, to the skull and twisted it to the right. He didn’t know if that was the right thing to do, but he felt like it was. The cog turned 1/8th to the right with a click and the lid sprung open.

Pham peeled himself out of the armchair and looked over Peter’s shoulder. “Woah,” he breathed. “I’m rich biyach!” Glittering prizes shimmered and shone in the lamplight. Buried in the pile of coins here and there were larger items, bits of equipment looking just as shiny as the lucre that surrounded them.

“Oi,” Dani protested, “WE’RE rich. Equal fights, equal rights to the looting. We all played our parts in taking down that shifty bastard.”

“Heh, shifty,” Peter chuckled. “I saw what you did there. Nice.” He held out a fist for a bump. “Now, this thing’s interface is giving me a bunch of options on how to divide the spoils, but I’m just going to hit the split the money equally button for now and see what else is in here, cool?”

When he’d received the assent of the group, Peter hit the button in the lid of the chest that was visible only to him and the coins swirled up and around his body, streaming towards and into the members of the party. With his inventory still open he could see this counter in the corner that kept track of his finances flickering as the number increased rapidly. He looked more carefully at the display, realising that the numbers were presented on tiny nixie tubes. Peter had come to love the steampunk aesthetic in all its brass and mahogany awesomeness and all these little easter eggs tickled his fancy. He dug around in the pile of items left behind and held up the first thing he wrapped his hand around.

“Breaker of Tempests?” he read from the tooltip. It was a war axe/hammer combo with a handle that looked like an Ent had grasped the head and then been hacked off at the shoulder. Once out of the chest there was no way it would fit back in, being taller even than Warren. The moment the butt touched the floor gravity made itself known and the haft ripped itself from Peter’s hand to fall like the tree it resembled. DB leapt out of the way as the metal head struck sparks from the stone floor.

Warren picked up the weapon and twirled it like a baton before tucking it into his own inventory. “I’ve already got one from the Vengeance: GameOver event last year, but unless anyone else wants it?”

Nobody objected. The only sound was DB licking a smouldering patch of fur.

“Anyhoozits,” Pham dipped into the chest, fishing around for something interesting. “How about one of… deez!” He whipped out a balance scale and nearly braining Peter in the process. The brass sliding weight clanged into the endstop, tipping the balance and almost pulling free of Pham’s grip the way the axe had Peter’s. “Whoop, sorry about that. Dibs!”

“What is that?” Dani asked. “And what’s with the plaque at the bottom?”

Pham squinted at the engraved brass strip on the bottom edge of the scale. “A measure of wheat for a penny? No idea.” Pham set the scale on the writing desk and pulled a coin from his inventory. “But as to what it is, it’s a set of scales. Veeeerrry accurate ones.” He put the coin in the tray and slid the counterweight along the rail until he was happy. “Perfectly balanced.”

“As all things should be,” intoned Warren and Peter, to Dani’s confusion.

“You two stop that,” she waggled a finger at the boys. “HE’S the weird one.”

“I resemble that remark,” Pham peeled down the bottom eyelid of his left eye. “Now, this thing is a work of art. We’re going to make beautiful explosions together.” He put the scale into his inventory and pointed at the chest. “Who’s next?”

Peter gestured for Dani to have a turn so she stuck her arm in and had a rummage.

“Ow.” She pulled out her hand with what looked like an oversized hypodermic syringe with a tuft of red fur stuck to the non-needle end. It had barely pricked her through her glove so she pulled it out and dove into the chest once more, pulling out the rest of the weapon. To Peter it resembled a rifle - but one that could only have been designed by a mad scientist, or maybe Pham. The buttstock was clearly a bound brass air chamber that was affixed to the black wooden body. Copper pipes ran all over the main body of the body, joining crystal chambers with a variety of couloured liquids before disappearing into the wood again. The magazine, if you could call it that, formed a complete circle above the weapon and the rear sight hung from the top of its inside rim. A leather strap from the forestock to the buttstock completed the ensemble.

“Oooh what’s this do?” Dani pumped the forestock and a syringe fed into the chamber and a dial on the back end of where the bolt would be on a normal rifle ticked up to the first of three marks. She racked it again and instead of ejecting the syringe there was a huff of compressed air and the dial nudged up to two. The coloured liquids began to roil in their chambers.

Before she could make another motion Warren put his hand on the barrel and pointed it at the window. “Maybe we don’t test new gons indoors? I like my eardrums, ye ken?”

With a firm grip on the barrel and pump mechanism, Warren led Dani to the back door and pointed the barrel out over the back gate. Dani racked the pump handle once more with obvious strained effot and watched the needle creep up to three and hover there for a second before pulling the trigger.

FOONT!

A syringe vanished into the distance with the speed of a thousand startled gazelles. Its passage left a quickly dissipating mist cloud and a promise of sonic damage in closed rooms. Dani’s smile was matched only by Phams’ maniacal chortling. Peter and Warren shared the look.

“Could we maybe, um, save that setting for boss fights?” Peter asked as he tried to work the ringing out of his ears with the heel of his palm. “I mean, I’m kinda famous for having a deathwish and I STILL wouldn’t want to use that thing.”

Dani just rolled her eyes and slung the weapon over her shoulder. “Sure mate. You sure you’re not just a teensy bit jealous?”

Peter just shook his head and wandered back inside. So far the chest had produced wonders for everyone but him and he was hoping for something epic for completing the Geas. There were two pieces left in the bottom, a cloak and a large cog with a scintillating blue gem in the centre. Peter pulled them out and passed the cloak to Warren. “For the one I ruined. Besides, I think this fits your theme.”

Warren took the cloak and shook it out. It was bright red with gold rimming. The centrepiece was woven gold thread depicting a flaming sword over a tower shield. In letters above and below that shimmered and appeared to flicker like real flames read “Si Vis Pacem, Para Bellum”. He breathed out slowly. A single tear traced its way down his cheek. “Aye. That’ll do.” Rather than put it on, he folded it gently, even reverentially, and put it in his inventory. “That’ll do nicely.”

Picking up the last item as Pham rejoined them in the room, Peter turned the cog over in the light, watching the way the gem shimmered and reflected. “Dani coming back, or having too much fun?”

Pham shook his head and sat down in an armchair. “She’s having too much fun with her new toy. Speaking of toys, whatcha got there?”

Peter opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted by a knock at the front door. That’s a new one, he thought as he held up a finger asking Pham to wait. He opened the door with a tentative “Hello?”

White mist crossed the threshold and pooled around his feet. The most beautiful woman he had ever seen stood beyond, in a shimmering white expanse lit by a diffuse but powerful glow.

“Well, Peter? May I come in?” Fjor asked.

Shaking himself from his stupour, Peter ushered the Avatar of Life into the room. The air wafted as she passed, bringing the scent of rich forest loam and pine needles to his nose. He shut the door, cutting off the swirling mists and found his companions standing as awstruck as he had been. To be fair, it’s not every day the local equivalent of a goddess pays you a visit.

“Warren, Pham, this is Lady Fjor. Avatar of Life. Ma’am, this is Warren and Pham. Dani is outside. I can call her in if you want?” Peter introduced them.

Fjor looked around the room distractedly. “I beg your pardon? Oh, no. Let her have her fun. It is you three that I really must speak with. I have a few issues to discuss, but first and formeost, you completed your Geas and for that you have been rewarded. I need you all to present the artifacts from the chest, Peter first.”

Peter stepped up and handed Fjor the cog. She turned it over in her hand and the blue gem dimmed steadily until its once saphire glow was a glossy onyx. “You have done well Peter. You have taken the first steps on the raod to becoming a true Paragon. Now you must seek out the remaining parts of Death’s Rainment. For it is only holding the whole Rainemnt will you forge a pure connection to Bani. Hold out your weapon.”

Unslinging the scythe from his back, Peter held it out in both hands. Fjor pressed the cog into the base of the blade where it met the haft. Clockwork-like filigree errupted from the edges and embossed itself along the length of the blade though it left a clean space along the cutting edge. A second handle emerged from the middle of the haft, which curved to look more like a true wheat scythe than the single straight shaft it had been before. A brass endcap formed over the butt of the haft and slowly became a dragon’s head. Fjor reached out and twisted the handle that had appeared and the blade roateted around the cog to run along the haft, the tip just touching the handle. From the base of the handle a brass trigger emerged. Peter stared in amazement at the transformation with his jaw on the floor.

“Peter. You have a talent for rushing into a situation. Most times this is the right choice, to save your friends, or rescue a stranger. You have courage in the face of insurmountable odds. But sometimes you must step back and take in the whole picture. The true form of the Reaper Of Souls will give you the perspective you sometime lack.” Fjor pushed the weapon back towards him and Peter stepped back to examine the prize more closely.

“Pham, if you please?” Fjor beckoned.

Pham stood up and held out the scales reverentially. His hands were trembling enough to make the tray on the scale ring like a little bell. Fjor took it from his hands before he dropped it.

“Pham, I can see the hunger in you. For strength. For knowledge. For riches and power. For some this would be an eternally sucking void in their soul, but I see you. You use this desire to fuel your efforts to become a better person. You seek strength to lift your friends. Knowledge to understand the world. Riches and power to underpin your good works. You cloak your love in misanthropy. I. See. You.” Fjor passed a finger over the brass plaque, bringing it to a lusterous shine. “These scales will help you weigh the world. They are no weapon like the Reaper Of Souls, but a means to gain insight. The first challenge will be to learn to use them, and I would not deny you the growth engendered by solving that puzzle yourself.”

“Th..Th..Thank you ma’am,” Pham stuttered. All of his usual internet leet-speak mannerisms were gone. He recieved the scales back and retired to the writing desk, cradling his prize like a baby.

“Warren, your cloak?”

Warren pulled out the fabric and placed the folded item in Fjor’s oustreched hand. She shook it free with a cloud of golden sparkles that faded to red, then black. “Turn around, please.”

Warren turned around and Fjor reached over his shoulders to fasten the garment around his neck. When he turned to face her once more he kneeled and she smiled warmly but a little sadly. “Warren. You have been in this world a long time and have accomplished much. You are always the bulwark, the one who stands between your friends and danger. But this does not come from a good place. I know of the hurt inside. With this cloak, the first step on the path to the Paragon of War has been taken. You must find within you the place that hurts the most and lance it. There is a difference between being good at fighting and effective strategy. You knew this once, you must find that again.”

Warren stood, mute. After a moment he stepped back, pulling the material around himself.

“To that end, I must place another Geas upon you. All of you this time. The Seven are rising, and though you have defeated the Paragon of one, it is not gone and all Seven will seek you now. Through their agents and the remaining Paragons, the will seek to remove you from this world that they may end it completely. I hereby charge you: Seek the rest of your Rainments. Take up the Mantles of the Paragons. Restore the homes of the fallen Avatars.” Fjor exploded into a cloud of green and white motes and the door opened to allow her egress.

“Bugger,” breathed Peter. “Here we go again.”

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mytemezcal · 2 years

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About Our Homophobic Families

I used to run away from my abusive grandmother by escaping to the town library, where I buried myself in piles and piles of books. Picture books, chapter books, all sorts of books were a welcome distraction from my daily life.

One day, I met a girl a year older than me. She was blonde with big green eyes and ivory skin, she was also kind and reached a hand out to me. I noticed she always wore long sleeves and when I asked her why, she smiled and lifted them up. There were scars all over to be found. She told me not to worry, it was only temporary until she could get away.

We talked about our traumas together and someday, for whatever reason, we came across the Wizard of Oz in the library.

We started reading it together and she decided it was her favorite story. “Dorothy got a chance away from her family, in a beautiful land with new friends. Do you think we’ll ever get that chance, too?”

“Well, I don’t see why not. I have to take care of my little sister though, I don’t want to leave yet because of that.”

…

One day, the girl told me she thought I reminded her of the Scarecrow.

“How so?” I wondered

“Well, he’s very clever and has a strong sense of wanting to protect his friends. But he often underestimates himself all because he thinks he’s lacking something like a brain, when what really gives him what he has is experience.”

“You think I’m like that?”

“Oh, Ale, you’re wonderful. But you don’t have to be so hard on yourself either.”

She kissed my cheek then and it was the first time my heart had ever performed a leap out of something other than fear.

But… her parents found out one day. And she was beat to death for participating in “unholy” acts.

Her name was Amara. And I loved her. She was forcefully ripped from my life, from her existence. Because of me.

But I knew she would never blame me. And I couldn’t do anything for her now. So I often visited her resting place with a new WOZ book in hand, and I read out loud through my tears.

Eventually, my little sister found someone too. A girl with big amber eyes and hair as dark as the night sky. My little sister is a happy girl, she has never done wrong in her life. But what you must understand about our family, is that despite this, my family has always made her feel less than.

“You’re not as good as your big siblings, your dad..”

“You smile too much..”

“You don’t have trauma”

“You’re not a lesbian, you’re just confused.”

When I found out about the last thing, I was already in the U.S. I tried talking sense into my relatives. “How could you dictate her sexuality? How do you go about your day teasing her about boys and yet the moment she’s happy with a girl, she suddenly can’t like anyone because she’s too ‘young’??”

“Talk to her yourself.”

“Hi, Ale…”

“Kiki-“

“It’s okay. I think it was a mistake…I just….I’m confused.”

And that was when I made up my mind. I’m running far away from here. And I’ll take Kiki with me. I couldn’t save Amara from her family, but I can still rescue us.

My little sister is all that keeps me going. She deserves a chance away from the pressures of our family that will make us all feel less than adequate. That will treat her like she’s not part of the family until it’s convenient to them.

I refuse to let this go this time. If my sister is in love, then she will have the chance to be truly happy. I won’t let you take happiness away again. Not anymore.

#tw: vent #i love my little sister more than anything #and i refuse to let her suffer because it’s not convenient for the family or some shit #we’re running away one day #and i’ll take her everywhere she wants #anything to give her what she deserves #tw: abuse mention #tw: death

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reversemoon255 · 5 years

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Another year, another time, another Rider, and once more a king.

I was hesitant going into Zi-O. I'm not a fan of Legacy Rider content, finding most of it to be boring and repetitive, with only a few cases standing out as merely ok, so to go into a full season of a show like that was not something I was looking forward to. But my first season was Decade, a show with a similar premise, and I enjoyed that, so to not at least give this show a try would be against the spirit that drove me to this show in the first place.

The Good: And it was handled ok. The show felt like it got better as it went on, especially when Riders started giving up their powers rather than their memories. Agito was probably my personal favorite set of episodes, even if the series itself wasn't my favorite. It was also cool to see some Riders and stories from the (theoretical) future, including the return of Aqua, which is pretty important for a time travel series.

The effects were also pretty good, a few projectile angles and an un-feathered T-Rex not withstanding. Zi-O certainly gave Ex-Aid a run for its money with how much of an SFX-fest it got to being at times. You also have to remember that a lot of their CG backlog probably needed a bit of polishing, and older material probably needed to be remade from scratch, not to mention all the impressive one-time use ones. There was a lot of effort, love, and time put into this series which shows how important it is.

Onto the show itself, I enjoyed it. Looked forward to each week. Sougo isn't my favorite Rider, but he's not bad, and his somewhat laissez faire attitude played well off a few of the returning veterans. Geiz played the role of the secondary Rider well, being both a good antagonist and ally, even if his character felt like it lacked depth. I had ideas about what Tsukiyomi's role would be in the story would be. I guessed correctly that she'd be connected to the Time Jackers, though I thought she would end up being Sougo's daughter rather than unrelated (and thought that revelation would be revealed during the Kiva arc, because theming). Still, when she got to play it more fun and smiley she was good and when she was dour and serious she was kind of boring. It was also cool that she got to be a Kamen Rider at the end, even if her suit was only on screen for a minute total.

It’s 2:00 on the moon

Woz was above and beyond my favorite character, and I was happy when he fully allied himself with the team since it meant more screen time and interaction with other characters for him. He was always happy, snarky, and boisterous, and put life into the other characters on more than one occasion. I found I really like Heure. I think that was because he was totally crushing on Ora and every time he tried to do something for her it backfired tremendously. Speaking of Ora, she was ok, mostly again because of Heure. She certainly had a few good moments, but most of her acting was very droll. And lastly, Schwartz, went from being a mysterious villain to full blown crazy very quickly.

Also enjoyed Shinobi and Brain (the one and only true first Reiwa Rinder!). They were neat bonus content.

The Bad: While the pacing was mostly good, since everything was done in 2-episode chunks there was occasionally a bit of rushing, though it was only a real issue during the opening when they were trying to cram a lot down your throat. The stuff with Chase at the very end was a little confusing, feeling mostly like they just wanted to get one Drive character in there before it was over, and whether his appearance gave Sougo full access to the Drive Watch was glossed over. Also, no one explained Ginga Finally and I'm still confused as to how that form works.

Honestly, the only consistent issue I had was the acting. Don't get me wrong, everyone was alright, but as I may have mentioned I felt the characters were at their best when they got to be fun and be put in weird situations and actually smile. Smiling is important. When everyone was all end of the world, frowny frown, evil plots, I felt much less invested in the characters and what was going on. It's probably why I like Woz so much, as he was the only main character who had that attitude the majority of the time.

Time Mazine 2020: And we stand on the horizons of Zero-One. I think it looks neat, I think the premise is cool, I don't mind our protagonist being an unfunny comedian, we get a female Rider out the gate. Everything seems good. My only issue is Ryusoulger and Star Twinkle. I'm enjoying both those series now, but they had rocky starts. They were so dedicated to starting their seasons action packed that it took them about three months each to start actually developing their characters, like they’re more interested in episodic fun than anything else. It's not a terrible style, but I'd really like it if Zero-One didn't fall into that hole.

Overall, Ghost is still worst... I'm kidding. Not about Ghost, about Zi-O. Ghost is terrible and still the worst season of Kamen Rider.

I think I enjoyed this more than other people whose opinion's I've read, but it's just a solid 3/5 for me. Some good moments and episodes, but hard to get invested in when it counts. Still, as I've seen almost every Heisei series, it was a nice trip down memory lane. And hopefully... in another 10 years... We do not recycle this plot again.

#kamen rider #kamen rider zi-o #review #kamen rider geiz #kamen rider decade

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sailor-cresselia · 5 years

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Zi-O 45: “THIS WENT FROM COOL TO HOLY SHIT REAL FAST.”

Last time: Swartz became Another Decade, and summoned a whole bunch of Dark Movie Riders, who proceeded to start kicking Sougo and Geiz’s butts.

Then G4 pulled out a missile launcher.

This time? Who knows, it’s Zi-O.

(Please enjoy my 10-page liveblog, with heavy Drive and Double fangirling, and my love of continuity nods.)

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So, yeah, G4 firing missiles at the boys! Fortunately, Woz has decided to skip the time freeze part of his recap, and says… basically what I just said, before grabbing Sougo and Geiz with his scarf and teleporting the three of them out of there.

Then we go into the Recap Vault, where he reminds us about Miharu showing up, and his intention to bring Geiz and Tsukuyomi back.

Woz comments that ‘it’s almost time for them to say goodbye.’

We go DIRECTLY into the credits from there, not even a minute into the episode.

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Oof. The episode proper starts with the four lads – Sougo, Geiz, Woz, and Heure (who I’d forgotten was Also There) walking along the river/drainage basin. Sougo comments that he can’t believe that Swartz’s – no, Another Decade’s – power is to bring in other Riders.

Geiz snaps, practically slamming Heure into the railing, saying that he’d tricked them – Hora was Another Drive, so Heure must have been lying the entire time.

Heure’s panicking as soon as Geiz turns on him – he didn’t know, he really didn’t – but Geiz, being Geiz, doesn’t listen. He tells Heure to get out of there before he really snaps and beats him up – so Heure all but runs off, plainly scared and confused.

Sougo calls Geiz out. Heure didn’t know, he’s changed since Swartz turned on him, after all, and they were starting to work together.

Geiz, being Geiz, says that people don’t change so easily, pointing out that Heure’s usual MO is manipulating people. He does have a point, but he slips up when he says that an enemy is always an enemy.

Sougo doesn’t look hurt by this. Just disappointed. What did Geiz come back here for, anyway?

To defeat Oma Zi-O before he could become Oma Zi-O.

Here’s where Sougo gets angry. Really, truly angry. If people never change, there’s no way they can make a better future.

Geiz points out, growing increasingly furious, that it’s Sougo who destroyed the future, that it’s his fault in the first place.

I don’t like the look on Sougo’s face right now. He says that’s the future him, that since it’s the future, they can still change it in the now. I’m… not sure I want to know what Sougo’s thinking of for ‘changing the future,’ because he looks frustratedly depressed.

Geiz questions what the hell Sougo could know, he has no idea what it’s like for people in that future.

Sougo gets quiet, saying that Geiz is right, he doesn’t know, and walks off.

Woz has watched both of these exchanges from the side, and sighs as he watches Sougo walk off.

Geiz just looks down.

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We come to Heure, hiding by an abandoned building, when Hora approaches. Startled, Heure yells for her to stay away. She’s an Another Rider, isn’t she?

Hora doesn’t seem to have any idea what he’s talking about.

Starting to freak out, Heure thinks. Maybe – maybe the Another Rider was just using her as a disguise, to throw him off balance. She tries to come over to him, presumably to calm him down, but he fully flips, saying that she still might be that Another Rider, and runs off, uncharacteristically clumsily.

Hora just looks confused, and maybe a little sad. It’s hard to say with her – she’s always kept her emotions pretty hidden, and does have a history of manipulating people, even more so than Heure. INCLUDING Heure, actually, given her actions during the second part of the Kikai arc.

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Sougo’s walking down those stairs we see so often, when a former classmate shows up, saying it’s been a long time. I think we’re supposed to know him, his name’s Owada, and he’s actually excited to see Sougo. He’s a pro gamer, and is participating in a tournament that will let him represent Japan…

Oh, hang on, is this the classmate from the Ex-Aid arc?

Yes, yes he is! Nice continuity nod, there!

Anyway, after briefly asking why Sougo’s so beat up – which Sougo brushes off, saying he’s fine – he asks Sougo to come watch him play, completely disregarding Sougo’s protests of it not being a good time for that.

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Heure’s running, finding himself at one of those abandoned factories, when Hora appears from inside one. She’s got some bad news. This is where he’s going to die. Pulling out the Another Drive watch, she transforms.

I appreciate the touch with the transformation including the wheel images from above and below coming to form the armor, and including Shinnosuke’s little post-transformation side-lean.

Running, Heure tries to use his time stop, but Another Drive’s faster, and beats him to the punch by activating Slowdown. She starts wailing on him, punches to the gut, backhanding him in the face, and then throwing him bodily towards a stack of barrels and crates, cancelling the slowdown just in time for him to impact at full speed.

Hora calls Heure’s name, running up to them. She sounds worried for him! Yay! But also there’s still an Another Drive, saying that ‘we finally meet… me.’

Hora tries to use her time powers – tries, clenching her fist and grimacing as she throws her hand out. Nothing happens.

She’s clearly been trying to do this for a while, too. There are numerous indents on her palm, where her nails have dug in over and over. Too many to just have been from this one time.

Another Drive zooms over, and hoists Hora by the neck, lifting her from the ground.

Hora asks – struggling – what they are.

The answer… they’re the Paradox Roidmude.

To which I, a Drive fan, have a general reaction of NOPE NO NUH-UH I AM NOT OKAY WITH THIS!!

For those who didn’t watch Drive, or didn’t watch it’s movies, Paradox, or Roidmude 108, was the villain of “Kamen Rider Drive: Surprise Future”, Drive’s summer movie, who basically wanted to stop the world. Forever. A permanent Global Freeze, and he tried to do it by… what was it again? OH RIGHT. By coming back in time from 2035! SO, YAY! MORE TIME TRAVEL SHENANIGANS!

Listen, Surprise Future is a great movie, and I highly recommend it. Also, its ending theme, “re-ray”, is amazing.

Anyway, Drive!Paradox transforms back into Hora’s appearance, notably using the original Roidmude transformation effects, instead of the Another Rider ones. They have wonderful news. Hora’s going to disappear, and they’ll become the real one. Hora’s lost her powers, so it’s not like she needs to exist.

I really appreciate both of these nods, actually. The fact that a Roidmude is using a combination of their own native abilities and the Another Rider ones, and the acknowledgment that they copy people – right down to their character tics and habits. Medic kept her human’s ballet, Brain held onto that handkerchief for the majority of the season, just out of habit, and Paradox… this time around, they’ve picked up Hora’s old ‘catchphrase.’ Remember, when Hora made Another Riders, she did offer a choice, saying that she had bad news, but also good news.

So yeah, nice continuity nods they’ve got going there.

Oh, right, the show.

Anyway, Hora’s being lifted by her neck, struggling to breath. Paradox changes back to Another Drive – this time with the Another Rider effects – and starts laughing. Heure is terrified, and probably feels really bad about suspecting Hora now. Not that I can blame him on either front, but still.

A green-and-purple fist punches Another Drive away from Hora.

Kamen Rider Woz, in Ginga form.

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Over at 9-to-5, I realize that the logo isn’t just a pendulum clock, but the hands also looks a bit like a pair of glasses.

Geiz walks in to a darkened shop, Tsukuyomi sitting there, stoic. He comments that she’s back.

So, she has been gone since the end of the last arc, then? For the last month? Because we do get confirmation that it’s been a month – that giant gear-clock on the back wall also has a calendar function, which says it’s July 23. Thus, we know two things. First, there has been a time skip since the Another Den-O and Zi-O II arcs. Second, that the previous episode probably took place over the course of a few days, since July 23 is a Tuesday. Most episodes take place around Sunday or so, depending on if the show involves school or not, which does throw a bit of a wrench in that.

Anyway, I got distracted. Tsukuyomi tells Geiz that she met Miharu, and that if they stay here in 2019, they’ll never make the future that they wanted.

Geiz agrees. They shouldn’t have come here in the first place, all they did was run away from their own issues.

This scene has no background music at all, just the pair of them talking, and the ticking of clocks in the background, growing louder as the scene goes on, and ending with one decisive ‘tick’ as Geiz turns to the camera, lit from behind by the window, saying they should go back to their own era.

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Turns out Owada’s game tournament is Tekken. Again. Seriously, can they not get Namco to let them use at least one of the other properties, or is this the only one they want to get the rights for? Ah well, it’s more appropriate for this guy than it was for Tsutomu back in Hibiki arc, since Owada was from Ex-Aid’s arc, and Tekken played a role in the backstory there.

Unfortunately, he lost. Really badly.

Sougo tries to talk to him as they head out, but Owada’s not having it, telling Sougo to shut up and shoving him away before running.

Before running headlong into Swartz, that is. Who says something about making Owada’s own world.

He then proceeds to summon what look like tendrils of that ripple texture, which come out of the ground, latching onto Owada before surrounding him in an orb, which then shrinks down into a small ball. We can see an image of him gaming in it, before Sougo runs up, asking what Swartz did.

Swartz, being Swartz, doesn’t answer, simply saying that he has an interesting game for Sougo. The ball spins into a dimensional wall, which passes backward…

And leaves someone else in it’s wake.

Someone who seems upset at being brought here, saying that he’d thought he’d met a proper death, while implying that it’s not the first time this has happened.

Katsumi Daido. Kamen Rider Eternal.

He’s going to give Sougo a taste of hell.

To which I, a Double fan, have a general reaction of NOPE NO NUH-UH I AM NOT OKAY WITH THIS!!

For those who didn’t watch Double, or didn’t watch it’s movies, Daidou was the villain of “Kamen Rider W Forever: A to Z/The Gaia Memories of Fate”, Double’s summer movie, who was basically The Worst and tried to turn everyone in the city of Fuuto into ‘Necro-overs.’ Basically, he died, and his mother brought him back to life as… technically not a zombie, but he’s basically undead, and can’t be re-killed by normal means. He came back a little crazy. (Also, no, I don’t mean undead in the Blade sense, I mean the resurrected dead person sense.)

Also, his actor, Mitsuru Matsuoka, did the ending song for that movie, “W”… which is not nearly as good as the five songs he did for Drive, its movies, and specials, including the earlier mentioned “re-ray.”

Fun times!

Eternal is a great suit, with the exception of that stupid trash-bag cape, which I hope he gets rid of at some point in this episode.

…Sougo why are you in BASE FORM?! This guy was summoned here by Swartz, and your track record against other Kamen Riders as base Zi-O is not good, to put it lightly.

Like, literally the only Rider he’s come out on top against as original flavor Zi-O is Geiz.

Ohh, but I do love that they used the old Gaia Memory sound effects, driver and all. And there’s the movie-and-special variant of the transformations! I mean, transformations in W are always a treat, but in bigger-budget productions, they have this effect where during the standby, the icon for the Gaia Memory in use stays visible, and circles of energy in the Memories respective color radiate outward from the driver. It’s always a treat to see. Also, kudos for how whenever Eternal lands a direct hit, there’s those blue flames coming from where he connects.

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At 9-to-5, still in the dark, Geiz takes Tsukuyomi’s arm, saying that they’re going home together. He’s rushing, as if he’s well aware that waiting will kill off his resolve. Again.

But Miharu shows up, telling them that together isn’t an option. They’re from different timelines, after all. They’re going to different places.

Geiz sounds dejected as he remembers that. They didn’t know that until a month ago, after all, so it stands to reason that he’d forget. He takes off.

When he’s gone, Tsukuyomi says that… yes, Miharu’s right, but could she have just a little more time? They’d only gotten hope once they met Sougo, so-

Miharu stops her. That hope is for Sougo and the others. Miharu’s not wrong – Tsukuyomi is from a different branch, while Geiz is from Sougo’s. But here’s the thing. All of Tsukuyomi’s memories? They’re all from that same timeline as Geiz. She doesn’t remember her original home at all; the person she is now is entirely from the timeline where Oma Zi-O took over. She only found any of this out a month ago. There’s no way she could be used to it.

Miharu, awkwardly, says that they should probably go get her powers back from Swartz, and that he’ll help her with that.

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Back to the Woz Versus Another Drive fight!

Wherein Another Drive activates Slowdown – again – but Woz cancels it out on his own. How? Ginga Finaly is based on space, and things are weightless there – the gravity intensifying effect of slowdown can’t do jack to him. Also, he cancels it out for the rest of the area.

Another Drive is only slightly impressed, and proceeds to knock him off his feet by doing a sliding kick right into his legs. You know. Because car.

As they get up, that slowed down version of the Tridoron horn plays, and I get sad all over again.

Oh, uh, at this point, I should probably say why I’m using ‘they’ to refer to Another Drive/Paradox. See, Roidmudes technically don’t have genders. They normally use the pronouns of whoever they’ve copied. Right now, for Paradox, that’s Hora. However, the last time we saw Paradox, they were copying Tomari Eiji, aka Shinnosuke’s future son. So… it’s a tricky subject for me, so I’m erring on the side of caution and going gender-neutral with regards to Paradox. (Last episode, I had caught spoilers that Another Drive was ‘Hora’, so I tried to stay neutral through the liveblog because A; the Another Rider never spoke, so any mention of gender would be a spoiler in and of itself, and B; I wasn’t supposed to know that ‘Hora’ was the one behind the Watch, so I didn’t want to spoil that.)

Okay, fight time. As Another Drive is getting up, we hear an announcement. TYPHOON

Enter Geiz, in a nice mini fight sequence where both he and Paradox are moving fast enough that they leave afterimages. I mean, it’s pretty poorly green-screened in, but it’s a nice idea. With riders like Kabuto and Faiz around, it’s not hard to forget that one of Drive’s gimmicks is his speed. He doesn’t get to show it off that much on his own, so the fact they’re utilizing it here, even as an Another Rider copy, is cool. So was having the three of them team up in HeiGen Forever.

Heure’s surprised that Geiz is helping them – he’d just threatened Heure’s life, at most a few hours ago.

Geiz’s reply? He’s not fond of being rescued, or maybe just not fond of owing.

You know. The same thing Heure said last episode when he came in for the save when Geiz and Sougo were fighting Another Drive.

Geiz switches into Fury, and starts fighting again.

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Switching back over to Sougo Versus Eternal!

OH LOOK ETERNAL STILL HAS HIS KNIFE.

Sougo’s more worried about that wall behind them, which still shows Owada gaming, as Swartz watches on, smirking. However, someone else is watching. Namely, one Kadoya Tsukasa.

“Oh, so that’s what you’re doing with my power?”

Swartz doesn’t lose his signature smugness. He’s already got Tsukasa’s power, so there’s no way that he can interfere.

Unfortunately for Swartz, Decade-the-season never actually established what powers are Decade’s and what powers are Tsukasa’s. See… Tsukasa’s power? Is the fact he exists.

After all, those walls? He’s not the only one who’s been able to use them. In fact, he didn’t use them back in his season! He traveled through them on accident a few times, and never without pain when he was an adult. His younger sister could open them, and so could Narutaki, but Tsukasa? Nope. Not until his post-season appearances, same as Daiki.

So these? They aren’t tied to his being Decade at all.

(Same as Takeru’s psychic force-powers – those are inherited. That runs in his family, which handily explains how he was able to use them in Zi-O, whether he was in the camp that forgot being a rider or remembered. It was super unclear, after all. Those were not the ‘I know, right’ comments of someone who had no idea what it was like being a ghost.)

Anyway, Tsukasa takes the wall that Swartz was controlling, and moves it over himself and the Zi-O Versus Eternal grappling match, taking Sougo away with him.

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Tsukasa and Sougo are in the tournament room, where Owada just won the game, against an opponent with his face nearly blanked out.

Wait, won? Sougo’s so confused – he lost the match, why is he saying he won? He tries to talk sense into his friend, but then-

Time reverses, like a frames of film being played backward just a little too fast, the screen glitching slightly, as though it can’t keep up.

Sougo finds himself back next to Tsukasa, where Owada just won the game.

Tsukasa’s figured out what’s going on. Swartz has made little pocket ‘Another Worlds’ to put people in, reliving moments of ‘lost possibilities’ over and over again. Why? To be able to summon Dark Riders, like the one Sougo was just fighting.

In the reuglar world, he was defeated by Double. But in this world, he must have won.

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As Tsukasa is saying that this version of Eternal defeated Double, we cut back to the main universe, where Eternal looks… a bit confused as to where Sougo went. If not confused, exactly, then at least frustrated. Curious, maybe. Miharu steps into frame, clutching a brightly colored pair of boxers.

(Eiji, I know you were well meaning, but I think he took your advice a little too much to heart.)

There’s a medal-flip sound effect as Miharu reminds himself that he promised to protect everyone’s tomorrows. He transforms into Aqua, and goes on the offense.

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In Owada’s World, Tsukasa says it’s time to go, because their goal isn’t here. Sougo wants to save Owada, but apparently he can’t. So long as this world, on an infinite one-minute loop, exists, there’s no way to get him out.

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Back at the warehouse, Paradox makes me almost choke on my damned Twizzler when they stick out an arm and a FREAKING ANOTHER TRIDORON SHOWS UP.

Oh MAN, this thing is all pipes and clawed front and OH MAN YOU JUST BROUGHT A CAR TO A PERSON FIGHT.

Also, we see why they’re in one of the wide-open warehouses, because that gives enough space for the Another Tridon (again, WTF) to do drifts and turns and knock Woz and Geiz every which way.

We cut from the fight to Heure and Hora, her picking herself back up… with a lot more ease than should be possible from someone who was almost choked to death. Especially since Heure didn’t have that happen, and can barely support himself enough to sit up. She asks if he’s okay, to which he replies that the whole thing was a little too close for comfort.

“Oh. I’ll make this easy, then.” She takes him by the shoulder-

A dimensional wall opens, dropping Sougo off. His eyes widen in shock.

At the top of the stairs from earlier, Swartz grins.

Hora is kneeling next to Heure…

With a blade of red energy, longer than her torso, coming from her hand.

It’s jabbed through Heure’s chest.

THIS WENT FROM COOL TO HOLY SHIT REAL FAST.

As Hora pulls back, Heure can’t understand why she did this.

With that usual detached manner, she puts it simply. It’s nothing personal. It’s that they can’t live and escape from Swartz. Pulling his little hair decoration off – with a chunk of hair, presumably, because I’m pretty sure it was just beads and feathers on a string of hair – she says that the one to survive will be her. She walks off, letting Heure fall to the ground, struggling to breath and clutching his chest.

His very blood-stained chest.

Sougo shouts his name, running over, and holds Heure in his arms.

A brief moment later, Heure stops moving.

As Sougo screams for Heure, Paradox starts laughing madly, shoving Geiz and Woz away, saying that this is what they expect from them, from a better them.

Sougo is enraged. What the hell is so funny, why the hell are they laughing?!

(Okay, he doesn’t actually swear, but I’m pretty sure he would if he could get away with it.)

He enters Grand as he runs, and starts beating Another Drive.

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Eternal and Aqua are at the docks now. Good location choice for a water-based rider – although, apparently Eternal’s god-awful cape is actually useful for something, because he uses it to block the majority of the force behind the water attacks.

The self-proclaimed Grim Reaper says it’s party time – because Daido came back super crazy, okay? He’s not all there in his usual canon, much less here. Actually, he’s worse normally.

Thing is? Miharu’s not actually here to fight him, and proceeds to shoot an attack at Swartz, gripping him in… a fist and series of belts made of water.

OUR GOOD FUTURE BOY IS A WATER BENDER! I’M SO PROUD!

Here comes Tsukuyomi, to take her powers back. Swartz actually seems to have been caught off guard! That’s not like him.

That’s not like him at all.

Oh, RIGHT, Miharu, you’re still technically stuck fighting Katsumi, so, here ya go, one undead murder-man coming at you. Eternal actually says that the ‘party is getting watered down’, that’s not even a translation thing, he says ‘party’ in English, and I distinctly hear ‘mizu’, so he’s actually saying this, I can’t believe they went with that joke.

I also can’t believe that he’s dumb enough to throw himself and aqua into the water. You know. Aqua. A WATER-POWERED KAMEN RIDER.

And Miharu has a good line for him, too, after zipping around and punching him as Eternal tries to dodge. “I’m from the future, you’re just a ghost of the past!”

The rebuttal? “In the end, even the future becomes the past.”

WOW, these are some good lines here!

He proceeds to create a water vortex, because the Eternal skillset is undefined and overpowered, and throws the both of them back on land.

Swartz throws off his water-shackles and Tsukuyomi’s draining by transforming into Another Decade, knocking her down.

She struggles to get up as he approaches, chuckling menacingly, and Miharu calls her name. (Well, her former name. Her name is Tsukuyomi, please use it!)

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In the warehouse, Geiz and Woz are standing at a distance from the Grand Zi-O Versus Another Drive brawl. They. Uh. Well, they probably just don’t want to get in the way, right? They were just getting their butts handed to them on a platter, and Sougo’s really pissed off right now. So, it’s probably better to stay out of the way, right? Right.

Sougo summons Drive out of 2014, by slamming his fist onto the figure on his thigh. They proceed to wail on Another Drive some more, and…

Geiz leaves, with what seems to be a sigh before he turns and walks out.

Finish Time! Grand Zi-O!

SO WOW.

The finisher this time?

Summons the Tridoron, which circles around everyone, smashing the Another Tridoron to bits, before the finisher properly activates. The belt may be saying “All Twenty! Time Break!” but this? This is the Full Throttle: Speed finisher!

THIS is both Drive and Zi-O ricocheting off of the circling Tridoron, faster than can be followed, slamming into Another Drive over and over, before they merge together (!) for Zi-O to perform a one-man Rider Kick.

Another Drive starts to give off blue arcs of electricity, and the blocky lights of a Roidmude exploding, before reverting to Hora’s appearance, and then to Paradox’s evolved form, before their body goes up in an explosion. Two Roidmude cores emerge from that explosion, before going up themselves. 108… and 108.

Paradox only gained an evolved form after the version from 2035 literally merged with the version from 2015.

So, of course there were technically two Paradoxes for Swartz to bring in.

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Still in the warehouse, it’s later. Much later – the sun is going down, as judged by the fading light through the dirty windows. It was bright before.

Sougo drops to his knees next to Heure’s body, barely saying his name, his voice trembling.

A distance away, Woz – still transformed – watches.

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At the docks – also approaching sunset. Wow, that sure came on fast, didn’t it? Seeing as they’re right where they left off with the four-person fight.

Swartz – as Another Decade – basically hurls Tsukuyomi to the ground, with her rolling into a… partition? Mini-wall? What do you call the barrier between a green-space and a sidewalk? IDK, the curb section. Aqua can’t get to her, because Eternal’s keeping him busy. You know. With his KNIFE.

Swartz advances on Tsukuyomi, hand raised, but he’s knocked aside by Geiz, now in Revive Typhoon again.

“So, you came after all. I thought you would. Let’s make a world just for you.”

Swartz. Swartz, no. Don’t flick your hand like that. Don’t summon those dimension tendrils. You let Geiz out of that bubble right now, old man.

Don’t you spin that thing into forming a wall. Cut that out.

Don’t pull a familiar laughing figure through.

With a beret and some god-awful neon sunglasses.

Put that Hat Woz back where he came from or so help me-

SO HELP ME!

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The closing screen is… Huh. The Drive watch is front and center, with Revive Typhoon in the right corner… and the Eternal Gaia Memory in the lower left.

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Preveiw time says…

We’re getting a Woz Versus Woz fight, and it ought to be a bit less one-sided, now that they’ve both got drivers.

Eternal’s losing the cape for his party time – except it’s for the worse, because that’s a whole lot of Gaia Memories up in there. If I had to guess, I’d say… 26? One for each letter of the alphabet. Enough to set off his full power Maximum Drive – the “Never Ending Hell” Maximum Drive.

Yeah. Dude’s got issues.

There’s a sound clip of Geiz… shouting that he wants to make a new future with someone. Doesn’t say who, of course, because that would be even more spoilery than a preview usually is. Could be Tsukuyomi, could be Sougo, could be both.

The last sound clip is Sougo, saying that ‘it’s the king who makes the world a better place, it’s that kind of power!’

It’s played over shots of him down on the ground, in the rain, with Swartz standing over him. Sougo looks badly beaten up… and furious.

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shewasanamericangirl · 5 years

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thanks to hibiki arc, i now want tsukuyomi to be woz’s (for lack of a more succinct term) moirail

he works himself up into a lather over something dumb and tsukuyomi’s there to go WOZ STOP and give him a reality check

woz is crying in his orange juice about his overlord and tsukuyomi places a reassuring hand on his back and they go get pedicures and woz is still crying but at least their feet feel immaculate

woz gets into an existential crisis about his loyalties to 2019 sougo vs. 2068 sougo and tsukuyomi drags him out for a weekend in the city. geiz is brought along too, mostly to carry the shopping bags. they go see a musical together. bringing up the subject of sougo/zi-o is verboten for the whole trip as per tsukuyomi’s rules and will result in an embarrassing penalty.

tsukuyomi has at least two brain cells to rub together, and dammit, shes gonna use em to keep her friends in check ✊😤

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firebirdsdaughter · 5 years

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Hee hee hee...

... I found a Zi-O 14 raw...

I’m gonna watch it!

(I’m still tired though, so this’ll likely be a speed through and then I’ll do another post later, but anyway, more below!)

(So it turns out I lied. I got way to into the episode. Sorry.)

In no order:

YES! Geiz you softie, I knew it. Even if you’re gonna defend it by saying it’s bc you want to be the one to kill him or whatever, I knew you weren’t gonna leave it at that.

It’s making me think of something from the musical ep of Buffy (disclaimer: I have not actually watched Buffy I just have the music from that ep bc... I love show tunes. No. Really. That’s why.). Weird comparison, I know, but hear me out--Spike’s got this line that goes (w/ some less applicable parts removed) ‘I hope she fries ... I better help her out.’ Literally, I feel like that's what happened here. Geiz is like ‘I totally do not care at all that he is dead, absolutely not, not for any reason whatsoever, I’m going to leave now good-bye. ............ OkaymaybeI’mgonnagosavehim. But only bc I want to be the one to kill him. Not bc I care at all in any way even a little bit.’

RYUKI!

Yeah, yeah. I know it’s just Tsukasa, but, I mean... Ryuki.

Aw, he did the henshin kinda like how Takeru used to do it. ^^ God, Tsukasa, what are you doing giving me warm fuzzies?

THREE GHOST NO WAITING.

TSUKASA LOOK WHERE YOU’RE THROWING YOUR SHIT GO PICK THAT SWORD UP RIGHT NOW!

NO! MY BABY! WHY HAVE THE LAST THREE TAGS BEEN IN ALL CAPS?

Okay, yeah, but... We already know Takeru has one/it. So... Hm. Does Tsukasa know that? At this point I just never take anything this man says or does at face value, so...

Ooop. Yup. Guessing he dropped that on purpose. What is your plan here, Tsukasa?

SOUGO JUST LOADED TAKERU INTO THE TIME MAJIN. HE’S MAKING HIM DRIVE. I LOVE THESE TWO GOOFBALLS THEY ARE SO CUTE.

Wait. Is future¡nonRider¡Takeru gonna meet past¡Rider¡Takeru?

OH. Oh... Wow. Okay. Not the plan I was expecting to be implemented. A... Apparently Takeru’s new Force Push works on physical stuff, too. Alright then! Sure, I’ll take it!

WAIT IF GHOST SOUGO ISN’T THERE HOW IS TAKERU GONNA GET BACK???

Oh, hey Woz. I guess. He seems... A little frustrated about something?

Sougo, why are you making a face like you got caught talking in class? You don’t have to feel bad about this. You did a good. A... Side from semi-stranding Takeru in the past?

Wait... If the incident never occurred, then Another Ghost was never created, then Takeru never lost his memories, then he never got deRidered... But the Ghost Watch exists so he should still be deRidered.... Augh! I knew I didn’t have the brain for this time travel stuff! I’m gonna stop thinking about it.

And now Uhr (or whatever his name is) is gonna pout. Which is probably gonna be destructive.

But also... MAKOTO!!!

Though... Why is Makoto here? Though, I guess I’m not sure when exactly this would fall during Ghost, since we weren’t given any timeline indication for it. Seems to be after Takeru and Makoto made up, though... I guess he was in the area? And then saw Takeru getting attacked.

Yeah, okay, so he’s still Spectre, which means the Ghost timeline hasn't been erased yet.

Aw, and he doesn’t know it’s not the Takeru from his time. So... Are we gonna have two Takeru’s? I’m curious.

IT JUST APPEARED! NOW IF PAST¡TAKERU SHOWS UP WE WILL HAVE FIVE FOUR GHOSTS!!!

Unfortunately, we lost one bc Tsukasa is a dick.

I’m assuming Takeru’s memories are back, too.

Makoto is just staring at him (looking absolutely fantastic, might I add) like ‘dude wtf are you okay? What’s going on?’

THEY DID THE POSES THEY SAID THE THINGS

Uhr, why are you surprised? Did you not do your research or something? YOU PICKED A FIGHT W/ THE ACTUAL KAMEN RIDER GHOST.

I realise this is all gonna get erased by the end of this (come to think if you erase the Ghost Timeline... What happens to Makoto and Kanon? I mean, Takeru never dies... Do they never get sucked into Gamma? Bc the accident never occurs, or bc Gamma never exists? And if Gamma never exists... What about Alain? And his family? Oh Dear.) so this won’t happen, but it’s really funny think about Makoto mentioning this to the Takeru of the past later and having 2015¡Takeru be like ‘Makotonii-chan wth are you talking about?’ and Makoto is like ‘Wth do you mean wth? YOU WERE THERE!’

SWARTZ JUST SHOWS UP TO SCOLD HIM. I love this evil time manipulating family that hates each other.

Okay, but Uhr is gonna turn the brother into Another Ghost anyway... But now he’s not dead, so destroying the Another Ride Watch isn’t a moral dilemma anymore.

And there go Makoto and Takeru.

EXCEPT THAT’S TAKERU FROM THE FUTURE HOW IS HE GETTING BACK.

Wait... Is Geiz still in 2015? Maybe he can give him a hand.

Sougo, did you just realise that Woz does not actually have your best interests in mind? I’ve known that since nigh ten episodes ago.

I feel like Makoto was either just like ‘Takeru what the hell is going on?’, ‘What are you doing here?’ or, ‘Weren’t you wearing something else half nd hour ago?’ (okay, probably not that last one). And now Takeru is scrambling bc he can’t very well be like ‘yeah I’m actually Takeru from the future who forgot he was a Kamen Rider etc.’

Mika there w/ the accidental save. I’m sure a little sister looking for her brother is gonna hit a nerve w/ Makoto, too...

Poor Makoto. He’s getting Gaim Arc Tsukuyomi’d. It’s okay, honey, this’ll all have never have happened by the end of this episode.

He’s still, like, two dimensional, though. Physically, I mean. Like, Flat Stanley. He can fit through tight spaces if he turns sideways.

Takeru is such a terrible liar he has to look the opposite direction. It’d be really funny if the Takeru of 2015 came running up right after they leave. Poor Makoto would be so confused. Even more than he already is.

Poor guy, I’m so sorry. Don’t worry. Like I said, by the end of this, this’ll never have happened.

Aw, Geiz came back. I’m glad he’s alright.

Also... OH MY GOD I JUST NOTICED SOUGO MOPING IN THE CORNER.

It sounds like he’s complaining, but I don’t speak Japanese, so I’m not sure. I’m really confused as to why Takeru didn’t tell them, though... Like, did he think they wouldn’t believe him?

Oh, yeah... What’d they tell Junichiro? He doesn’t seem as worried as he’d presumably be if he knew Sougo was technically dead...

Tsukuyomi taking one for the team w/ this conversation. Geiz is just sitting there like ‘this is one of the most awkward moments of my life.’

Oh my gosh, they just came in. Poor Takeru’s running around so much. His feet have gotta hurt by now.

Takeru don’t talk to Sougo when you know no one else can see him, for pity’s sake.

See what I mean? Everyone is looking at you like you’re nuts.

Oh for... SERIOUSLY? YOU’RE ONLY TELLING THEM NOW? You bloody little troll. It’s okay, I still love you.

I’m... Pretty sure they just mentioned Akari. Aw, that’s sweet. They couldn’t get her back, but they didn’t forget her.

I’m starting to wonder if the Ghost cast just have a group chat and Takeru’s actor was like ‘hey who’s free during this time period?’ and these are the folks who could make it.

Aw, Geiz is embarrassed. I saw you doing the awkward embarrassed thing. Poor Tsukuyomi just collapses in a chair.

Oh my gosh... Geiz is mad that that they made him embarrassed and have feelings, so he’s got both Sougo and Takeru by the shoulders like an angry big brother or something, and poor Takeru’s trying to explain, I love this episode. I also love how bad Geiz is at feelings.

Wait, though... Did they give Sougo his body back, or did they just temporarily revitalise his ghost? Bc I seem to remember that while Takeru was a ghost, he was capable of being corporeal at times.

I love how Sougo is just nodding along w/ what Takeru’s saying like ‘Sempai, save me!’

Geiz is like ‘You asshole... I GOT DOUBLE RIDER KICKED FOR YOU!’ He’s totally gonna try and kill him again for this...

This is totally like that moment in Dekaranger when Hoji got huffy about something and stalked out and the rest of the team just started giggling and someone literally said ‘He’s so bad at feelings!’ Bc Geiz is very bad at feelings. I love him, he’s so hopeless.

Yeah, it’s fine, Takeru was able to make it so he was no longer reanimated. And confused the hell out of poor Makoto in the process!

Geiz is also embarrassed about the Ghost Ride Watch getting destroyed. It’s okay, peaches, you got double Rider Kicked, remember? Anyway, Takeru’s got one. Well, I mean... Presumably it’s the same one. Just... It’s in a time loop. And it will be until we finish changing time. At least we know it’ll always come back, bc Puma Zi-O has to have it for Geiz to steal in the first place.

Aw, the Time Jacker sibs are working together! Guess Dad frustrated.

Robot fights? In my Kamen Rider? It’s more likely than you’d think!

Aw, look at that. They just got their gamers on.

Oh, nope, now we’re Build and Cross-z.

God, you boys REALLY SUCK at not being in sync. Are you sure you weren’t meant to work together?

Woz here, trying manipulate Tsukasa. Please. You don’t play a player.

Still excited for the day Geiz uses Sougo’s name.

Geiz here, sharing the powers again.

Tsukasa is sitting in this construction equipment like one of your french girls.

I think Tsukasa just asked Woz who he was talking to, and Woz was like ‘Uhhh... I dunno?’

I just realised... Sougo’s Decade Armour has a barcode on it?

YES! THANK YOU! I knew I could count on you, Tsukasa. He just yelled at Woz to either stop or be quiet, I’m pretty sure, snatched the book and closed it. Bringing back Masahiro was a great choice, I love this. So long as he can keep it up. I hope he’s not overdoing it between this and Jinga.

Either that or he said ‘too long,’ which is also true.

Oooooooo. He can use two Riders at once on the sword.

Woz, are you just realising Tsukasa is doing what he wants, not what you want? Seriously?

Like I said, I do trust Tsukasa to at least have noble intentions/goals, even if his methods are rather... Questionable at times. I do believe he does take his post as a Kamen Rider seriously. Even if he’s... Tsukasa.

The Decade Armour is chanting ‘HEI-SEI HEI-SEI HEI-SEI etc. etc.’ and I’m afraid I must admit I love it.

Aw, Tsukuyomi and Takeru waited for him to wake up. Geiz isn’t there bc he’s embarrassed.

Junichiro is scared of Tsukasa, and you know what, valid.

Also Geiz is gonna kill something and for once it might not be Sougo. It’s okay, dude. Like I said, at the end of the day, he is a Kamen Rider, the goddamn leggy bastard.

HE’S JUST EATING THE FOOD OH MY GOD THIS MAN IS UNSTOPPABLE.

I love how he apparently takes the camera off to eat.

And Tsukasa is still himself, even though the Decade Ride Watch exists... Hmm... So either the thing about there being two Koutas was true, or... There’s something else going one w/ leg asshole here that allowed him to keep his memories when even Fruit Jesus lost them.

That’s... Actually an okay photo? Tsukasa, have you improved?

Geiz is gonna try and kill him again. Sorry, sweetie, he’s just like This. I wouldn’t advise picking a fight right now, he’s been around the block multiple times. He’d just trash you again.

Is Woz... In the scene? Or is he... Not? Is he trying to predict Tsukasa? Oh, this’ll be interesting. Tsukasa vs Woz.

Geiz is still glaring, Tsukuyomi looks a little like a frightened rabbit. Zi-Ot3 isn’t sure what to make of the leggy bastard just yet.

So, the preview...: Is Puma Zi-O planning to beat his past self into submission? That’s... Dark. What’s the relationship between Woz and this Kisshan fellow? Did Puma Zi-O feel like Woz was screwing up, so he sent Kisshan back, or was this the plan from the start? Does Woz even actually work for Puma Zi-O? Is he just playing a part and biding his time for something else? Looks like, as a comment I saw put it quite well, Puma Zi-O is entering the chat next week. Kisshan is gonna throw Geiz and Tsukuyomi around, much to Sougo’s horror, it appears. And Tsukasa... Not sure what Tsukasa is up to yet. Not that I expected to know.

Oh, yeah, and wasn’t there a recent scan leak of Geiz’s Time Majin using a Diend Ride Watch? So... Are we actually gonna be seeing Kaito, or... What? Bc Kaito and Geiz, that’d be a pair. Kaito would probably tease him, and Geiz would fall for it every single time. We’ll see. I have no expectations as far as returns go bc I know they’re limited by availability and willingness, so let’s just go with the flow!

Alright. I’m sorry this was so long. Virtual toffees for anyone who read all that. I still love Geiz, he’s bad at emotions and embarrassed by feelings, I love it. Presuming we’re gonna have a ‘Puma Zi-O is my enemy, Tokiwa Sougo is my friend’ moment at some point (kinda like Ryuuga had over Katsuragi and Sento respectively). Poor Tsukuyomi is trying to wrangle these idiots, but I wish they’d give her a little bit more to do. Tsukasa remains Tsukasa, not surprisingly. Hope to see more of the bitter Time fam that hates each other in the future. Who knows, since Sougo is going to 2068 next week, maybe we’ll even get to meet Goggles.

Also, for anyone wondering why it says ‘Puma Zi-O’ all over this... Well, my computer kept correcting ‘Ouma’ to ‘Puma’ and I eventually decided that ‘Puma’ was funnier. That’s all.

Here’s a shot of Makoto looking attractive despite poor quality to finish off:

#Kamen Rider Zi-O #Zi-O Spoilers #i loved this episode #though poor Takeru ran his little feet off the sweetie #Geiz was embarrassed by feelings #and Makoto had the most confusing day of his entire life #which was then erased from time #if i spelled anything wrong i'm sorry #it's late and i shouldn't be up #i'm too tired to check anything #also too tired to tag so #have I mentioned I love Geiz?#I also love Makoto and Takeru too #and the Zi-Ot3 #onward to the next!#^^#Timey Wimey Rider

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For this task we had to make a comic out of random images. We were given the prompts OBJECTS & TOOLS, ICONS OF INSPIRATION, CHARACTERS & ALTER EGO’S, MOTIVATIONAL WORDS & WISDOM, EMOTIONS AND EXPRESSIONS, WEIRD & WONDERFUL. So I followed that. For Weird I drew a chicken in a heart as that's about as weird as my brain goes, for Inspiration I drew Josuke Higashikata as I love JoJos bizarre adventure and is a big inspiration for me, for object I drew a pare of jewellery pliers as I just had them on my desk and thought they looked interesting, for the quote I picked “Don't quote me on this, but no” which is from a scott the woz video as I thought It was funny, and for my character, I drew a character I have called Claire as I don't draw her much and I just wanted to draw her.

After sketching we did line work and I used a fine liner then moved onto ink and I had to work fast as the posted notes did not alow much blending time.

I kind of like how it came out

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wozwaid · 3 years

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the BTS fanfic writers on this platform are INSANE

YALL ARE SO TALENTED AND FOR W H A T

LIKE YOU MANAGE TO TAKE A VAGUE PROMT FROM AN ASK AND TURN IT INTO A WHOLE ASS BOOK??? HOW?!

IM READING THIS ONE FIC RN AND IM JUST A M A Z E D AT HOW BEAUTIFULLY THIS PERSON (amongst many others that ive read) WRITES? THE DETAIL? HELLO???? GET OFF TUMBLR RN AND GET YOUR ASS PUBLISHED P L E A S E YOU GUYS DESERVE IT. YALL HAVE MADE ME CRY ON THE TOILET MORE TIMES THAN I CAN COUNT

yes i read fanfiction on the toilet. sue me.

YOU HAVE ALL MY LOVE

- WOZ

#bts #bts fanfic #bts x reader #jimin #jungkook #v #suga #rm #jhope #jin #jimin x reader #jungkook x reader #taehyung x reader #yoongi x reader #namjoon x reader #hoseok x reader #seokjin x reader #woz uses her brain #woz loves you

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lizabeth Holmes was a chemical engineering student who dropped out of Stanford to found Theranos: a silicon-valley start-up company that, at one point, was valued at US$9 billion. Her plan was to be another Steve Jobs and, for a while, it looked like that would happen. She made the cover of magazines like Forbes, Fortune, and even Glamour, wearing black polo-neck shirts and was touted as being the next big thing. Former President Clinton was a fan. Former Secretary-of-State George Schultz was an investor and on the Theranos board as were Henry Kissinger and James (Mad Dog) Mattis who stepped down as Secretary of Defense last year.

Today, she is facing fraud and other criminal charges.

It’s a long, fascinating story. Essentially, her technology was supposed to revolutionise health care: automatically performing hundreds of blood tests on a couple of drops of blood in just a few minutes. In reality, it was no more carefully thought out than an undergraduate research project. She lied to her staff, lied to her investors, lied to her board, and lied to her company’s potential customers. Her company claimed it was using new technology to perform blood tests when, in fact, it was using the same equipment as every other lab (except Theranos got poorer results because they did not have enough blood to do the tests properly).

All this is detailed in the book Bad Blood by John Carreyrou, the Wall Street Journal investigative reporter who broke the story with the help of whistle-blowers.

What fascinates me about this saga is how the scam was able to go on for so long: more than 10 years. In that time there was an incredible rate of staff turnover (including one suicide), endless lawsuits, countless missed deadlines, and a seeming inability to finish any serious studies that demonstrated the technology worked. At one stage, Holmes was even asked to step down by members of her board but managed to talk them out of it.

The cult of personality that grew up around Elizabeth Holmes accounts for both her success and failure. By all accounts she is an incredibly magnetic person and – at least to begin with – most people found her an inspiring leader and visionary. This is what made it possible to raise millions of dollars, get such prominent people on her board, and attract a lot of incredibly talented people to work with and for her.

Steve Jobs, of course, was famous for a similar kind of charisma and bullying (also an issue at Theranos), so perhaps it’s not surprising that the ‘reality-distortion field’ associated with him was present here too. But, of course, Steve Jobs wasn’t alone. He had Steve Wozniak, the technical brains that made Apple possible. Jobs could play the visionary, safe in the knowledge that Woz (and others that followed) would look after the details.

Elizabeth didn’t have that: in fact, the cult of personality built up around her made it impossible for her Woz to emerge...

Digital Human, Series 18, Episode 5: Messiah

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be21zh · 6 years

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in new transit of optics

these 2 dawns both dreamed of enemies and my revenge. yesterday on my jog route, the old sinister, an elder man, a mad cow, again challenged me physically, took a narrow way in advance me. he copied my route twice, always bragged his mule energetic and orthodox. It really disgusting me but I trusted God the killing upon profane, anytime anywhere. it took me longer to roam when I caught sight of my mission on the earth progresses so step by step and devising broken. God dad, enemies took our road to sabotage our beautiful world's descending. near my dorm, the neighbor room of my dorm, is a half size room previously for cleaner keeping tools, now occupied by dorm administrative staff, a likely lesbian. dorm authority previously never put woman among mans' area, but the cheap cow insisted lodging among all man dorms, just for steal and spying me. day by day it hided herself in the shabby shelter to surveillance me, to profane me. likely she arranged that to take advantage of public asset for private interest, or the SOE under PRC tyrant's direction to threaten me with the trick. as to larger aspect, these 2 weeks quite satisfying: dorm internet access upgrade to chinaunicom fiber optics, whose download speed stable at 2MB/s. upload speed almost the same. I completed downloading OSes on our raspberry pi within 2 hours for 2 or 4 system images. with the utility, I can safely try more Linux distributive and more prepared for Linux world which so attractive comparing Microsoft under PRC blackmail. now my son and my raspberry pi both equipped with more elegant OSes, ready to go further and higher on the ward free informative universe. the ISP in the pass week gradually picked up to surveillance me. it already blocked me 2 days last week, forced me surfing domestic sites includes its homepage, where I found cheap but gracious mobile phone number with modest data plan, 15 CNY/mon. I had already persuaded by its sms to have a free of charge deputy phone number, but later contact refuted me saying the data plan includes deputy card requires at lease 128CNY/mon consuming. but on the website, I saw an independent phone number only costs 30CNY, so I immediately ordered one, in rhythm of rain in an aimless night besieged by deadly blockage from open web. It's so meaningful and rewarding, that I can't wait to add the new asset to all my zhone GA contacts. Monday express informed me the arrival of the sim card and I fetched immediately, even the staff of the unicom missing and handled over her colleague. Sunday I busy with trying enable other 2 GA chrome device management within google admin panel before woz returning from his painting class his mom arranged years. even failed due to google policy, we glad the 2 GA didn't bundled with central administrative which usually bans full google play store access, as status quo. my son uncertain about my blame last Monday upon his adopting a corrective glasses his mom suggested in favor of Chinese so said innovation, but never trustworthy. he tried to flattered me by turning on English podcast proactive as I frequently urged while he always loose to abide. but I don't care, and glad to reunite him in the fruitful weekend. his internet ISP once boasted speed of 30MB but never satisfying, rather just lagging and broken frequently, likely in PRC surveillance's ordain. I even can't update his Linux smoothly there. each time when I visit my son and launch update, it's bottle neck and upset our patience. God laughs the dirty trick and burning brains wasted among all ghosted communism China wholly in ash. God dad, I'm so contented by my new internet that I here end this post soon. grant my son satisfying web and rich content of play. grant us ward free web, for otherwise I see only darkness of dictator propaganda, coarse of manipulation of social consciousness. bring me sooner my Royal China, my Crown Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko. bring me closer my dream land and peace of God's mercy upon Chinese and China, my vested land from my glorious ancestor. thx for this sunny morning, Dad God.

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#dabbog.com民主中国制 - 民主中国至，中国指明主－ dabbog.com #in new transit of optics

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HERE'S WHAT I JUST REALIZED ABOUT DATES

Might there not be an alternate route to innovation that goes through obedience and cooperation instead of individualism? Such deals may be a net win for founders, who ought to be working on their company, not worrying about investors. It's natural for US universities to compete with ITA and chose to write your software in C, they would be able to make a port run efficiently, it can't coax startups into existence. Microsoft isn't benevolent? Now we think of the middle class made a living largely by creating wealth, society as a whole started to get richer very rapidly. And that will get us a lot more than you expect for the deal to close even after they say yes. So what will business look like when it has assimilated the lessons of open source and blogs are done for free, and it wasn't here? Isn't it wiser, sometimes, not to be cool and maybe make money. To me the most demoralizing aspect of the traditional office is that you're supposed to be like.

He showed how, given a handful of junior employees called something like associates or analysts. If your friends or family happen to be, there are few strong enough to resist doing something just because that's what one is supposed to suggest efficiency. The word was first used for backers of Broadway plays, but now applies to individual investors generally. When you're small, you can't afford not to have any teeth, and the fact that so many people work in offices now: you can't show off by wearing clothes too fancy to wear in a factory, so you have to start over. In OO languages, you can fix it yourself. There are no generally accepted standards. It takes a while to realize I just wasn't like the people there speak with accents. I thought I'd already put in so much time that it was the first thing we thought of; we were ambivalent about being in business at all; and we deliberately chose an impoverished market to avoid competition. The cubicles were full of programmers writing code, product managers thinking about feature lists and ship dates, support people yes, there were actually support people telling users to restart their browsers, and so on. The Mythical Man-Month, and everything I've seen has tended to confirm what he said. The best we could do than the channel.

In Javascript the example is, again, slightly longer, because Javascript retains the distinction between statements and expressions, so you can see is the large, flashing billboard paid for by Sun. At Viaweb we got our first $10,000 of seed money from our friend Julian, but he was sufficiently rich that it's hard to change something so simple as a name, imagine how hard it is to believe now, the reason startups do better when they turn down acquisition offers usually end up doing better. As this example suggests, the rate at which technology increases our productive capacity is probably polynomial, rather than something that has to be more like bureaucrats. So it must be work. As we got close to publication, I found I was very worried about the essays in Hackers & Painters that hadn't been online. And that's one reason open source, and even the enforcement of quality can flow bottom-up: people make what they want, and the essay will still survive. Fortran program contains an ad hoc informally-specified bug-ridden slow implementation of half of Common Lisp. The SEC defines an accredited investor as someone with over a million dollars as much as the average person. Similarly, though there are plenty of people strong enough to resist doing something just because that's what you were getting whether you liked it or not. In every case, the creation of wealth seems to appear and disappear like the noise of a fan as you switch on and off the prospect of keeping it. If you can attract the best hackers to work for our company.

This is true of all venture funding, on the condition that Woz quit, he initially refused, arguing that he'd designed both the Apple I and the Apple II while working at HP, and there was no point in making anything else return a value, because there could not be anything waiting for it. In the limit case, by writing a Lisp interpreter. They're outlying data points; what makes them gripping also makes them irrelevant. Those that don't fail all seem to get bought or go public. It was like having a new mother. And so most of them are money guys rather than technical guys, so they are speaking from experience. 8 and 9 together mean that you can get, and come with tougher terms. So we ditched Artix and started a new company, Viaweb, to make software for building online stores. I'm not too worried yet. So if doing good for people gives you a sense of mission that makes you harder to kill, that alone more than compensates for whatever you lose by using a less powerful language. When the company goes public, the SEC will carefully study all prior issuances of stock by the company and fired one of the angels is willing to invest.

It probably takes five years, on average, before a startup founder wondering why some angel investor isn't returning your phone calls, you can write any program in any of them. You already know them. Evan Williams came in to work the next day, and there was no good way to do it: as well as keeping worse time, mechanical watches have to be in the software business, and they're writing an application that will be one of their products, then it will probably involve several hackers and take at least six months to write. That seems like saying that blue is heavy, or that up is circular. Hell if they know. Someone with ordinary tastes would find it hard to blow through more than a few tens of thousands of dollars. Some angel groups charge you money to pitch your idea to them. I mention no names, there may be a net win for founders, because you can't remember them. It's probably the place in America where someone from Northern Europe would feel most at home. So I'm not suggesting you be good in the usual sanctimonious way.

But I wouldn't bet on it. I should add that vesting is also a way for founders to protect themselves against one another. As long as he considers all languages equivalent, all he has to do is choose the one that seems to have started to matter for men as well. Don't be evil. Compared to other industrialized countries the US is disorganized about routing people into careers. In this case, you trade decreased financial risk for increased risk that your company won't succeed as a startup. Could it be that, in a matter of choosing between the unpalatable and the disastrous. More important, I think is a red herring. It's natural for US universities to compete with ITA and chose to write your software in C, they would be able to cash out partially in a funding round, by selling some of their stock direct to the VC firm. A top-ranked professional chess player could play ten thousand games against an ordinary club player without losing once. If you want to attract to your silicon valley. Looking at the applications for the Summer Founders Program, I see a couple things you could do to beat America, design a town that puts cars last.

It's the architectural equivalent of a home-made aircraft shooting down an F-18. Ideas and even the more sophisticated ones rarely get past judging it by the brand name of the artist. England in 1974, on. You could translate simple Lisp programs into Python line for line. Answer: immediately. And it's only now that you can see and fix it in yours; imitate writers you like; don't try to sound impressive; don't hesitate to change the world for the better. For example, in the clothes and the health of the people in a company they discovered.

When you ask what message a city sends till you live there, or even whether it still sends one. Palo Alto was probably much like Cambridge in 1960, but you'd never guess now that there was a university nearby. Isn't the pointy-haired boss from responsibility: if he chooses something that is industry best practice. They may if they are extraordinarily fortunate do an IPO, it might be wise to give him as much stock as the founders. Not always, but usually there's a bigger offer coming, or perhaps even an IPO. And your brain seems to know this stuff to program in Lisp, but it is enough in simple cases like this. If you spent a year on a new feature, they'd be able to get better terms from them. On the day of the race, most of the risk out of starting a startup also to cut the average return.

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chinad · 7 years

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wake up 2 new domains, zuo.center & woga.me

Apr 10, 2017

dreamt of the family of my cousin, ie. husband of my mother's niece. I once liked his 2nd daughter who was tall and slender. but long time works in farm worn out her hands which drove me away from her in my senior middle school summer vacation and never return. I saw her new family in dream. her dad, a communist cadre in his village, a selfish impetus driver for many children even complied others to abide one child policy, invented or bought to connect his family with his offspring's family, and his properties with wire. the wire likely controlled digitally. I saw just dial "home to farm" and the 2 place linked and can communicate online. I still felt warm with the girl and her sisters and her child. then dreamt I made experiment, in which I put pencil core into a tiny tube and heated to melt it. when I saw it changed into liquid, just when I ready to fill in something with it, the power down. at the mean time I urgent to urine. I pee indoor before others returning to caught me in sight. almost peed and with caution of fire, I woke up. last week my family acquired another 2 precious domains, zuo.center and woga.me. zuo.center is my first and likely last unconventional TLD. most of newly added TLDs are expensive, but .center renewal is $20. the same amount with .me, which I promoted most to my son woz, hoping he regards woga.me for his video game hobby as himself invented. I told my son I contented with 21 domains before my business getting bigger, and I didn't regret risks I taken in the purchase even more or less I felt my greediness in the making of namespace, claim of meaning and naming. I hope in a market, its normal to profit from intelligent property. after 3 days intensive works, I prepared publication sites for the 2 domains, inc google sites, zoho sites, blogger blogs, tumblrs, etc. I show my son webpage editing and publishment skill, hoping he enjoy freedom of cyberspace as I did. yesterday I ate delicacies in gathering woz dining out. he ordered his favorite sausage in Taiwanese franchise restaurant, Formosa pies. I also fed him mango I sliced large portions by fork and fruit knife. sometimes I wonder if my main treat is just eating. but God's know I barely fed each normal day. God, dad, bring me sooner my Royal China. bring me my Crowned Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko, for better life and warmth of homage. grant us a spacier salary this month for our planned expenditure. thx, dad, for coming canteen breakfast.

Apr 9, 2017

dreamt first shared dorm with an once QRRS colleague who is a photographer. he is a gay in dream and spying me. anything of him will convey gay sensation when I touch them. then dream in a TV cuisine competition. I was a candidate and my dish too slippery to stand vegetables in decorative arrangement. I was in hurry and failed many times. then once my boss, QRRS cable TV chief editorial who died in mid age, pointed out the cause emotionlessly. when I almost gave up my works, I woke up and in anxious of visiting my son weekend on time. last week is a strange week testifying relation of my son woz and me, his dad. on Monday which also in lunar Mourning holiday we booked cinema as usual together. that day had been shifted a day for all PRC people gathering 3 days holiday for escape and adjust a weekend for workday. the disgusting convenience chasing hobby humiliates meaning of week from the bible, unlike US holidays, shown worldly profane of Communism Chinese. when I went over in time to fetch my son to cinema, he was absent while his mom tutored some students there as usual. I waited half hour till time didn't permit waiting. I buzzed the grandma who is really an old fox, stubborn and canning, evasive when I ordered her sent my son to cinema directly. my son already told me he will be totally free when we booked tickets together. so my son forgot his timetable or his sinful mom or grandma tentatively assigned my son's occupation with his pointless art class away from our scheduled pastime. when I arrived cinema and buzzed the grandma again, she still trying selling my son to postpone the movie. my son wanted to talk to me, but my rages out of control and I yelled him to come over at once. when they arrived, I at once beat my son while the grandma repeated that I was insane. I beat my son before the movie and during movie, we didn't exchange anything while our back seat trying closer to us to tease us, likely official surveillance. on way to lunch out, I beat my son again for disappointed and humilitation, for his unable to administrate his life on his own. I scorned and beat him during lunch. after returned to his mom's house, I fetched my missed a day dirty clothes after shower and left without entering the house. after I settled in dorm, my kid brother who almost blacklisted my phone, called in. he was informed by my son's mom or grandma that my violence can bring me into asylum again if I exert it again on my son. I laughed and told him that they can do anything as they will, I'm not feared. my brother claim I turning odd, and I shouldn't push my son so hard to American for here in China I should abide with its situation. I replied there are two way to learn after America, one way sending out richer Chinese to US, another way is bring US to China. in coming most of the week, my son kept muted when I buzzed him and sms him. I shifted our new Chinese phone from fiber optic internet bundle to him at the end of lunch and he promised will keep mobile phone reachable like an adult. even in the week I urgent to add backup phone to our 2 godaddy accounts. after 3 days including failed contacted godaddy support, I got thing done with synced sms log via ifttt I previously setup on the phone. on Saturday I lingered on bed lately to avoid boring and hard choice if I visit my son as usual. then my son sent me sms of verification code his phone received and I asked to transfer to me but denied times. I replied immediately that things done and asked if shower on Sunday as planned or plan B. my son didn't response me graciously. I soon decided to visit him. it's noon. I visited dorm canteen to fetch my washed clothes there, and borrow another ￥200 for gathering my son in dinning out together. when I entered the house, my son's mom blocked the door and questioned in what privilege I frequent there. I didn't reply and evade her into visit my son in his bedroom where he practicing e-piano. after they left for music class his mom arranged, I sorted my son's nexus in English podcast's companion. after they returned I tried awhile video game then my son dined out with me. now I can say storm of separation dissolved with consent of my son's once under performance. he should be more independent, out of childish custody. God, dad, Friday night drizzle blessed us. now shinny morning sunshine covers my concerns with triumph. bring me sooner my Royal China, my Crowned Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko. bring our better life in reach. grant us financial independent to broaden our cyberspace investment. allow us buy stylish pants with mobile pockets, and a camera for my desktop computer. pl resume my visa card and its credit limit sooner. thx God dad for all these years' affirmative.

Mar 30, 2017

dreamt with a slim guy who help doing scientific experiments like astronaut. I roamed with him in front of a lab where just gained fund to launch research. I saw my friend won the contract to execute experiment with his physic manipulation. last night I finally checked in my son's google domains account and found my only working credit card defied by google for region of PRC. so recharging our gvoice accounts impossible. I had to through godaddy to claim my new domain, my only new unconventional TLD, zuo.center. just before that near dusk I talked to my son in air that I can't help clinching those namespace I concocted, I want to buy him a domain he likes and cultivates like his own mirage garden. I suggested woga.me as google domains suggested to me and let him known I waiting for his response and impetus. in late night my kid brother sms back telling his paypal can't remit me $60 I previously sent him ￥420 for conversion because paypal denies. I told him just sent my deposit back in alipay. I teased him I constantly putting money into business while he had been withdrawing money from his workshop to purchase real estate. I warned him someday my properties might surplus his. got back to bed, I can't sleep but got up to check if he immediately sent my money back. after found the fund at its position, I launched to buy our 2 new domains on godaddy. its swift done. with these precious assets in hand, I felt surreal to acknowledge. I burned so many brains for them, identified their beauties in language correlation. I blamed myself in front of my son for my greediness but after all, Dad God, I'm so lucky to earn with my intelligence fast as finger tips. God dad, curb my passionate with domain and focus me on my enviable assets sustain and site building, ie. value mounting. bring me my Crowned Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko, and free me from greediness. thx dad, in this sober dawn and joyful after battle scene, I means salvage of settlement and peace of bliss.

Mar 29, 2017

last night I dreamt of a senior middle school student. he likely researched something and wrote quite something. I with my son then in front of their school informed another girl classmate of the hidden book of the boy. it likely a notebook of weapon or martial art, or fantasy novel. I also dreamt rechargeable batteries we bought dearly from taobao rather than amazon turns poor quality and totally out of usable. last night I went to bed earlier, for praying my kid brother remitting USD I entrusted him for conversion from ￥420 I badly squeezed from salary last week and sent him immediately. for he owning a mall workshop and possibly has USD corporate account. I will recharge our google voice with them, and hopefully if my brother raises his hand to some allowance, I will purchase my last domain, the only new unconventional LTD, .center. my heart beats for the domain inspires me after I found my blessed namespace with it. and I surely known how severely my economy dangerous. last night its warm as usual, but this morning it drizzles, sometimes with snowflakes flow around. this week I enjoyed so many meaningful videos, including movies online. my life so rich with borderless web. and started with this week, I aimless on my site building. I sometimes napped after breakfast and worked focused after 10am. every night I went to bed with thanksgiving. the dorm canteen more and more treats me graciously: my food in monthly boarding and lodging bundle turns richer and more delicious. my laundry deal with the working woman executes smoothly, as last week I paid her first time in time with my salary which near ￥3000. my credit debt to bankcomm lower to 7800CNY, hopefully I can renew my hosting plan with it after reset 4 months later. dad God, I really need a credit card to cope with trifle bills. grant me a credit card with foreign currency. bring me sooner my Crowned Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko, bring my son his real mother, and shelter our roof under starry sky with dreams and tears of spiritual inspirations. God, grant me tools I need for building new China Empire in new 21 Century. equip me financial independence to survive the coming brutal economic crisis in the world fallen.

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Zi-O 38: The sun is a powerful thing

Here we go! Time to watch a show~!

Last time: Timeline snarls, the bad sort of Meteor, and worms. So many worms.

This time: … Hell bro’s if I know.

Spoilers for Zi-O 38 and Kabuto below the cut. Rest in piece, horizontal line - sections are divided by tildes now. ~

When last we saw our hero, he was Rocket Drilling a meteor into non-existence. And then the bigger one showed up. On the plus side, at least Sougo knows that “OH GOD THIS CANNOT BE ALLOWED TO HIT THE EARTH.”

Also, apparently the Faiz Phone X works in space! Good to know!

Junichiro. That. Is not how you make emergency ration onigiri. You. You don’t need to include all the extras with them. Also, evacuate to where, exactly? It’s A METEOR.

Kudos for taking Woz’s comment about Sougo being in space in stride, though. (How much do you know, old man?!)

…Wait a minute. Does Junichiro not know Woz’s name? He didn’t use it when asking when Sougo was coming back.

Uncle, ffs. You’ve lost your name privileges again.

In the recap vault… Woz has what are presumably replicas of the three remaining watches – Drive, Kabuto, and Den-O.

(Why is Drive the last arc? Wouldn’t. Wouldn’t Den-O be more appropriate for the last Legend Rider? I mean, we’ve already gotten Yu Inaba back for the Brain special, so they could have filmed his section then, if he’s the guest appearance. But Den-O would just. Make more sense for the final watch, wouldn’t it?)

(wouldn’t it?)

We’ve got the Kabuto OP reference again! I really wish they had started using old musical cues sooner, as opposed to not doing so until Agito, because that would have helped make the earlier Legend arcs just a little better.

WOZ DID YOU DRAW THIS PLAN UP? This doodle is CUTE.

“Okay, so, you have a rocket, so get me into position, and I’ll use my Super Mode to blow up the asteroid.”

Sougo just. Goes with it. Doesn’t even ask if Woz’ll be okay. Can’t tell if that’s because he’s being dumb, if it’s because he’s preoccupied, or if it’s because he trusts that it’ll work out.

(Also, Woz having clearly made and eaten the ramen that the Hell brothers left behind with their ransom note is all sorts of hilarious.)

Sougo: “Wait, where’s Kagami?”

Woz: (shrug) “He might’ve been captured. Also, here’s this note we got from the edgelords.”

Note: (is a ransom letter)

Kagami: (IS VERY MUCH CAPTURED)

Geiz, no samehatting with the murdermen. Yaguruma’s “If it comes to it, I’ll be the one to take him down” is very different from your “If it comes to it, I’ll be the one to take him down.”

Also, good use of archival footage there.

Hey, does anyone know what Geiz’s ringtone is? It’s familiar, and I feel like it’s one of the belt jingles, but I can’t place it.

But anyway, Geiz hears that Kageyama’s done… something, and Yaguruma takes this opportunity to knock him down and zoom the heck out of there.

Cut to… oh. That’s. Fine. Kageyama has Arata chained to a post, with some suspicious piles of rocks placed nearby.

(That feel when Toei doesn’t quite hide the mortars for the explosions)

So… you guys are really just going to toss your space powers to the Worm, huh? That’s what we’re doin-

AHAHA YES

IT’S THE SUIKA SPRITE! I love that little guy’s machine gun. And then using the Search Hawk to cut the chains around Arata!

I like seeing the older gadgets and tech used again.

Also, RiderTime has decided that the jingle they’re going with for the Search Hawk is “This hawk can gawk,” which… Well, they’re not wrong!

Arata is loose, and goes straight into the cast-off version fo Gatack. Looks like he was going to go grab the watches using Clock Up, but Another Kabuto has other ideas.

He does not fair well at all, and is very quickly knocked out of this transformation.

At 9-to-5, we’ve got an after-fight debrief and patch-up session. Arata blames himself for not being good enough to stop the edgelord murdermen, but nobody else holds him to that.

I agree with Geiz, what are the Time Jackers thinking in contracting with this guy? I mean, not that Heure and Hora are usually thinking that far ahead in their choices, but I’d expect this one to be Swartz –

OH RIGHT. I just remembered that theory Miyuko and I came up with last week that the meteor – which is very, very red – is why 2068 is so messed up in the Oma Timeline. And since Swartz pretty clearly intends for Sougo to become Oma Zi-O…

Oh, and there’s a mention of Arata’s timeline and ‘our’ timeline getting ‘mixed up’, with a flashback to Tsukasa mentioning time and space getting distorted.

Keep in mind, Arata remembers Shibuya not exactly existing anymore, but it’s very much intact right now.

…Onore Time Travel.

AND IT TURNS OUT THAT HEURE IS JUST AS DISPLEASED WITH THE WHOLE METEOR THING AS THE GOOD GUYS!

“Making Hell on Earth is one thing, but we need to actually have an Earth, dude.”

Also, I love this? Heure pausing time in the rain – with a nice matching umbrella, too – is a good callback to not just the fact that TIME FREEZING IS OP, but also to Kabuto, what with the disrupting the raindrops as he moves. Which – oh man, it’s really cool to see that!

Heure is pissed to have to give the Fourze and Ginga watches back, but. Y’know. He’d rather not die to a giant meteor.

The thing is.

I don’t think that’s where Swartz is going with them.

Over to 2058, with Tsukuyomi and Tsukasa! Hooray! Lore time!

The very red 2058.

Seriously, that ‘worm meteor is what hecked up the lighting’ idea is looking more and more likely.

Looks like Tsukasa landed them outside where Tsukuyomi might have grown up. Aaaand has been cast as the chef.

Tsukasa: “Eh. I’ve had weirder. I should tell you about the time I wound up being a salaryman the time I went to the world my husband came from. That sure was a day. And there was that time I was a head chef for BOARD. And the time I was a lawyer. And – okay, look, I have seen and done some things, kiddo.”

(My Decade watch is going well! The Kabuto arc was! Absolutely devastating! And so was Daiki’s!)

((I wonder what the odds are of the Den-O watch being as useless as the Den-O cards?))

So, once they reach the second story – a small girl in white starts questioning them.

A small girl in white, who looks an awful lot like Tsukuyomi.

And is calling them ‘interveners’. I kind of think ‘meddler’ might be a better term here, but. Idk. She can tell they’ve traveled through time. And has an incredibly powerful Time Stop ability.

And calls a teenager in a black outfit her brother.

An outfit that looks awfully familiar. Almost as if we’ve seen it before, in, say, 2009?

When they leave, and incidentally resume time, guess who’s coming up the stairs? Nah, not gonna make you guess, it’s our current Swartz. This is fine.

NOPE NEVER MIND THIS IS NOT FINE IN THE SLIGHTEST.

Swartz knocks Tsukasa into the yard – and that looked painful, Decade’s a veteran rider and he didn’t take that hit well – and…

Swartz… tosses the two stolen watches to Tsukuyomi, saying that without her power, they can’t stop the meteorite.

And that when hers and the god of times powers resonate, ‘a new era will arise’.

RiderTime, I’m pretty sure he was just saying ‘king of time’, not ‘god’. But still. NOT GREAT STUFF GOING ON HERE.

Swartz what are you planning?

…

Well, at least he does not, in fact, want the meteorite to hit. Taking the watches to Tsukuyomi, as opposed to the boys, makes sure that they won’t try stopping it without her.

Tsukasa warps the two of them back to 2019, and OH RIGHT. They left WELL before the HUGE meteorite showed it’s ‘face’.

RUN TSUKUYOMI, RUN!

…

And. Oh.

HUH.

Tsukasa think’s he’s got what’s going on with her.

And Swartz isn’t quite certain that she’s his little sister.

Implying that his little sister disappeared, and he only suspects that she’s Tsukuyomi.

oh no.

And here we have Arata getting incredibly down on himself, for not having been Kabuto, for having never beaten Souji. Sougo, sweet boy that he is, asks him to protect people for him when he becomes King.

Of course, the intent was to reassure Arata, but, well. Even Souji never went the ‘king’ route, so laughter is what ensues.

Now, to a random rooftop, where Geiz and Woz are fighting against Another Kabuto and Punchhopper. …in their base forms.

Come on, guys. Really?

Well, at least the matched attacks knocked everyone out of their transformations, not just the good guys.

And here, some more exposition from Worm!Kageyama. Because he is a Worm, don’t forget that – and there’s a whole bunch more of them on the meteorite.

The others show up with the watches, and Sougo asks Arata if he can entrust the fight on the ground to him.

Arata: “Of course! My king!”

LIKE HE LITERALLY SAYS “OU-SAMA.”

THIS IS WHERE DEALING WITH SOUJI TENDO GETS YOU.

HE’S FINE WITH GOING WITH SOUGO’S ECCENTRICITIES.

Arata, no…

gasp.

GROUP TRANSFORMATION IS A GO!

And it’s not just a team transformation! It’s everyone, circling around the 6 combatants.

A call of ‘Henshin’ as we cycle by each in turn…

Arata starting his transformation, starting the Gatack Zecter.

Yaguruma starting his transformation, starting the Kickhopper Zecter.

Kageyama with the Punchhopper one.

Geiz going into Revive Fury.

Woz going into Ginga Finaly.

Sougo going into Fourze.

Then it keeps circling…

The Gatack armor forming, then Kickhopper, then Punchhopper. Geiz’s mask ‘label’ attaching itself. Woz. Zi-O Fourze.

Cast Off.

UCHUU IKUUUUU!

Ahahaha, Woz got in on the second half of that, too! Nice.

So, they’re in space now, right? And they have to drill into the meteor to get Woz in there, so he can destroy it.

So Sougo goes into Build armor.

Now, you might be thinking, “Mr. Mouri, but now he’s not in a space armor! Rider or not, that shouldn’t work!”

Except you’d be forgetting something.

We saw that Build – proper Build – can be used in Space.

Remember, Evolt warped him to another planet one time, proceeded to ‘absorb’ said planet, and Sento was breathing just fine in his armor.

So we’re actually still keeping true to the abilities of the Legend Rider’s technology.

Besides, he needs a drill.

YO, INSIDE THE METEOR, IS THAT THE KABUTO OP? OR AN INSERT FROM KABUTO?

I MEAN, IT’S GOTTA BE FROM KABUTO, RIGHT?

Okay, Rider Wiki says that Geiz’s ringtone is the standby music for Geiz Revive, but doesn’t say what the song used when Woz is switching into Sun Form is. It’s definitely not Next Level, though … did Woz just get an insert theme? Because it does sound a little like Keisuke Watanbe, now that I think about it.

Alright, alright, back to the episode.

FFS WE GET IT, KAGEYAMA. YOU’RE EDGY AND HATE YOURSELF.

“This is all I am...” Calm your studded tits, my dude. You got Rider Kicked once. It didn’t even knock you out of your normal transformation, you went into Another Kabuto on your own.

Oh-hohohoho niiiiiice.

Souji called himself the ‘man who walked the path of heaven’, and often, the heavens are represented by the sun.

The meteor moves past the sun, letting its rays shine down, as Arata proclaims that he’ll still fight, even though he’s just been kncked out of his transformation, and the Gatack Zecter has flown off to where ever it is they go when they’re not in use.

A buzzing can be heard coming from the sky.

A mechanical red beetle zooms down out of the sun, flying around Arata’s head before landing in his hand.

The Kabuto Zecter.

He’s not being transformation-blocked by Souji anymore.

Geiz is still calling Kageyama out on his unwillingness to take Yaguruma down. The guy says ‘we will wander this earth together’… so Geiz takes matters into his own hands, and knocks Punchhopper out of his armor himself.

It takes a single Rider Kick from Arata – now finally allowed to be Kabuto – and the Another Kabuto Watch is destroyed.

Woz still hasn’t been able to burn through the meteor. It’s just TOO BIG. And they’re out of time.

Except that Time isn’t exactly a one way street in this season.

Time can be meddled with.

It can be stopped.

And Tsukuyomi’s already been shown to be able to stop just one thing… be it an Another Rider… or, potentially, a meteor.

With a gorgeous shower of lights, that’s exactly what she does.

And with the combination of her powers and the power of Zi-O Trinity, the meteor is shattered.

Yaguruma’s a mess. ‘Kageyama’ was never Kageyama, despite everyone using his name, and everyone was well aware of it. He doesn’t give Yaguruma the closure he wants.

“Please… call me aniki one more time…”

“I’m not Kageyama. I’m not your brother.”

And he goes out in green flames – having turned back to his true appearance. Having reverted to being a Worm.

…He sounded a little sad about not being Kageyama, actually, not just about his fellow Worms having all died. He sounded… resigned, almost.

Yaguruma wants them to laugh at him, for being so foolish to cling to the imitation of a dead man.

Geiz just apologizes.

He knows what it’s like to lose people. He knows that he can’t fulfill his promise of ‘if it comes down to it’, either.

This is not a person you want to be relating to, but… well, Geiz can’t really help it right now.

The Kabuto Zecter transforms into the Kabuto Ridewatch.

The triumphant instrumental version of Toki no Ouja plays as Arata entrusts Sougo with the ridewatch…

And as Geiz asks what Tsukuyomi and Tsukasa found out.

She doesn’t answer – says that they didn’t find anything.

That’s fair.

Of course, the music cuts out as we find out that Uncle got a little carried away with his onigiri. To the point of making 16 each.

Sir. Sir, please.

A train whistle sounds.

Sougo recognizes it.

Sounds like HeiGen Forever’s canon, after all.

The preview… has arrived!

As has Momo!Geiz!

Man, Momotaros doesn’t even have to change anything about Geiz’s appearance other than the hair, does he?

RYUUTAROS GET OUT OF UNCLE. YOU ARE A CHILD. HE IS AN OLD MAN.

…The Another Den-O suit is back.

Which, well, it makes sense – we usually need to have the Another Rider present to make the ridewatch, and we already knew that different people can be turned into pre-existing Another Riders. (Thanks, Another Zi-O. Whatever happened to that watch that refused to break?) But it’s still unsettling.

We’ve got both the Core Four Imajin and the Yuuto and Deneb team!

Nice.

They’re here to stop the Worst Future.

Sougo’s not letting someone stop something.

AND GRAND IS THE MOST GAUDY FUCKING THING. THAT WATCH IS APPALLING.

GRAND IS A MESS. MAYBE I’LL LIKE IT BETTER IN MOTION. MAYBE I WON’T.

(I probably won’t.)

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