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asoulofatlantis · 25 days ago

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After I failed tremendously with some change of pace Game and couldn't finish Sonic Frontiers myself I am back with Daybreak. And I am really torn. At this point, I just really want to finish this game as quickly as possible and then play Metaphor. So not doing any more unnecessary quests seems the best cause of Action. Doing that also helped my tremendously with finishing my rerun of Trails in the Sky FC. On the other hand tho, I really wish all the hard work until now wouldn't go to waste now. After all, so far I have done ALL sidequests and I could get the AAA-Rank if I continue with it. But I really don't feel it anymore. And aside from one or two Quests that I didn't do because I was tired of this game I did in fact do them almost all in my first run. So... *sfz* Well I guess I will end it here and live with my failure ^^'

On a totally different note: Seeing Hamilton here leaves a bad taste in my mouth after everything we've been through in Kai...

Alvis is that one guy that for some reason shows up almost everywhere you go XD (Or at least it feels like it...)

A-Arron! She might be a ditz, but trust me her IQ is a lot higher than it seems like. She is not one of the disciples of one of Epsteins deciples for nothing - not that you know any of that yet. However... I do kind of... like her. She is a bit... uh... special, but she is a nice and caring character and as we all know... people with Laptcoats are not to be trusted so easily in these games, so I think her earning our respect AND trust, means a lot XD

You would hit everything that has tits and is legal, asshole!

And now I miss my Tita XD Its so weird tho, thinking of the Sky-Arc that my little girl is 18 now. She is an adult. It feels like yesterday that she was that pipsqueak that everyone (including me) loved so much... and now she is old enough to get married - and she should, her man is hitting his mid thirties soon XD *achem* Got distracted ^^'

But seriously... I would prefer to be anywhere but here. Calvard and the ASO just... do not hit the right spot with me ^^' And I hate it, because there is nothing wrong with the ASO and the game itself isn't bad either and I only hate Calvard because its... well... "the enemy" as I am an Erebonian-Bitch through and through ^^'

The pacing really slowed down too. Basel was the moment I hit the "I am kind of bored of this game" - Moment too ^^'

Wrong moment to bring up my Girls company but... Reinford didn't cut out the foundation because they weren't stupid enough to do it. Even in Irias glorys business-owner egoismen, she was very much aware that working with other Tech-Companies can be beneficial and you do not cut out something that is beneficial to you. The only reason Verne can afford doing it, is because Calvard now has Marduk to back them up.

Also... somehow it doesn't make any sense that Calvard of all people cuts out the foundation. Hamilton is one of Epsteins disciples after all. How does it make sense that Tio and Altina work for the Epstein foundation and Hamiltons people do work for Verne? O.o

I feel like I've been missing a piece of the puzzle here anyway...

Not just that Renne now is the Character that has appeared in EVERY part of the Trails Saga so far (beating Olivert who not just had a much smaller role in Crossbell but also never appeared in Calvard so far - much to my disappointment, I may add...) she is also literally having a connection to EVERYONE. The bracers in (or from) Liberl, the Special Support Section in Crossbell, Class7 AND the Royal Family from Erebonia and now she has connections to the ASO, the Bracers and somewhat even the CID (although they are wary of them) in Calvard. And to boot, she has somewhat connections not just to ZCF and the Foundation do to Tita and Tio, she also knows Alisa from Reinford and now (or soonisch) Quatre who has been working with Verne. Oh... and by extension, she even somehow has connections to Marduk. If we ever want to gather them all... she is the person we should go to ^^'

His voice is far too nice for such an asshole... idiot... whatever you wanna call that coldhearted and egoistic bastard of a Professor. Also... he is with the wrong Deciple of Epstein, his character would fit Professor Schmidt much better XD (Then again, some issues with his Gnome-related students aside... most of his disciples are of a rather kind nature, funny enough. I mean, Franz was almost like a son to him and we know that before his Black Alberich Days he had been a good, loving and caring man. Makarov is a bit rough around the edges, but I can not remember him not being nice or good. George had his fair share of unforgivable misshaps, BUT here too, when he wasn't directly working for and with the Gnomes, he was a relatively nice guy and the way he tries to make up for his mistakes now is kinda good too. Tita of course is an absolut angel and that she is able to put up with this old grumpy man is beyond me. And despite Schmidts being what how he is, he even somewhat put up with Mint and her... way of... you know... being her XD I guess for some reason he prefers to use Deciples that are the opposite of him? Makes one wonder what kind of Person Epstein was, especially now that we know that there has been a Loop where a certain Professor we know from Ouroboros has been his only Deciple.

I don't know what to think of this man. He doesn't give me bad vibes, but he DOES work with Hamilton. I wonder how much about the deep end of what she did or rather HOW she did it actually is on his radar tho. So I don't really want to judge him just for supporting her. Otherwise I would have to jduge a lot more people ^^'

Fios voice is not cute enough! Can you do nothing right NIS?

I totally and absolutly fully agree with Agnes here XD

Looking at that scene I am surprised that Quatre didn't fall in love with Van much earlier than Kai ^^' Tho I guess it is a nice change of pace. With both Lloyd and Rean the girls in their "little" Harems fell for them almost immedeatly every time, and even in Joshuas case (Estelle aside) most Girls didn't take long to fall for him. So its anice change for once that it took Van 3 games to get Quatres heart to beat faster XD (I am not joking by the way...)

This games powerscaling is just ridicioulus I tell you. How can this guy be the same rank as Estelle and Joshua? They helped save the world 3 times at this point. Plus what they did for Crossbell. But their stupid father has a freaking S-Rank for always showing up last minute and taking all the flory after doing practically nothing. ALSO... can we please all agree that Elaine was just promoted A-Rank because they wanted to beat Erebonia for having a strong A-Rank? Not to say Elaine isn't strong and cool but is she REALLY in the same league as the freaking purple Lightning? I highly doubt that.

I love it when my blond angels take the words right out of my mouth XD I LOVE FIO and XEROS. Best sidekick "pets" ever in a Trails-Game. (Sorry Celine ^^')

I accidentally ran into that sidequest like an idiot and since Children were involved I couldn't say no... so... here we are... doing a Toy-Car-Race...

That mission was so overblown for something that should have been nothing more than a joke.

Anyway... I end it here. Yes. Already.

#daybreak mona version

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palmett-hoes · 4 years ago

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Hi, I really loved your post with the monsters as Birds of Prey! Was wondering if you had any thoughts on the Foxes as Marvel or Mcu characters? I feel like I could see Dan as Carol Danvers and Andrew for sure is Jessica Jones, idk about the rest.

oh wow old post!!

haha unfortunately i’m not really a comics person so i don’t feel like i can really give the best analysis possible, but i have seen most of the mcu movies and bits and pieces of the netflix show so i’ll try my best. also im using dc characters too bc i want to

1. Dan: I think your instinct with Dan as Captain Marvel is spot-on (at least uhhh,, based on the movie lol sorry comics ppl). Her direct, forceful powers and fighting style are definitely reminiscent of dan’s no-nonsense leadership approach. similarly the themes of overcoming sexism and acceling in a male-dominated industry in the captain marvel movie is pretty much the same as dan’s story establishing herself as the first female exy captain (tho sports is way more valid than the military). plus there’s a lot of emphasis on love and friendship between women that dan is ALL about. also lashana lynch would be a god tier dan wilds fc. Dan could also def have that lawful good Okoye from Black Panther energy. Loyal, disciplined, no-nonsense leader. no powers except discipline. no hair. also danai gurira in 2012 with the dreads and the sword and the cape on TWD was definitely part of my middle school sexual awakening

2. Kevin: Aquaman. this is based pretty much exclusively on the fact that jason momoa is my #1 kevin fc and also that Pasifika kevin is phenomenal and mandatory, actually. otherwise i think he has a decent amount of stick-up-the-ass cyclops energy. or dick grayson nightwing energy but i don’t have any evidence for why. kinda looks like him tho

3. Andrew: andrew gets the most characters bc he’s my favorite. i think ur jessica jones instincts are absolutely correct, both in her storyline (i only watched the first season) and her powers. i’ve seen some powers au and the tendency seems to be giving andrew like,, psychic powers or the like, and i don’t really agree. andrew is a very direct character. he’s pragmatic, he confronts problems head on, and he doesn’t muck about in details. to me this really translates best into physical powers like super strength that help u big punch straight thru all ur problems. also i def think andrew would be not just a solo hero but a mercenary (or a detective) because he’s not altruistic enough to be a standard vigilante. he doesn’t care enough about other people to hang out on rooftops all night waiting for Crime to occur. there’s a price for that. which brings us to the NEXT andrew hero: deadpool. maybe in personality more of a drugged andrew but the superpowered mercenary is really a perfect fit for andrew. also, healing powers have a decidedly tragic poetry to them on andrew. already he’s self-destructive, if he had a healing factor his concern for his own well-being would be so beyond rock bottom it’d be in the earth’s core. even worse when you remember that with a healing factor, as opposed to indestructibility, you still feel all the pain. which brings us to Wolverine and X-23, who have the same thematic points as deadpool but are much more of a personality match and they have knife hands, which i really think andrew would appreciate. ending that sadness train and onto another tho, andrew’s aesthetic and Vibes fit the Winter Soldier just SO well (just that movie tho, not really civil war or anything past that) and a reinterpretation of the captain america story using the twinyards would be incredibly interesting. and finally, one last hero that would work really well for andrew: rogue, only remove the angst around not being able to touch people, andrew would love that. one touch and their comatose? baller. don't fucking touch him.

4. Matt: Shazam. I didn’t see the shazam movie but my dad and brother did and they said it was very funny and all the trailors looked like it had a lot of fun himbo energy and i really think that fits. in terms of matching himbo disaster energy i think i’ve heard good things about comics hawkeye (not mcu). thor?

5. Aaron: Mr. Fantastic. now this might be a stretch but aaron is a character who uses a skin-deep veneer of anger to cover the fact that he’s actually quite pliant and bends to other people’s wills. and he’s a doctor or w/e. he could alse be like,, antman. he’s smart right? hank pym not paul rudd. katelyn can be wasp

6. Seth: Arm Fall Off Boy. no i will not elaborate. ..... ugh fine, but i'm using my favorite piece of superhero media of all time: x-men evolution, the one where they're all teenagers in public high school. seth can be lance alvers/avalanche who’s a bit of a jerk and has a lot of issues with authority and has a rivalry with cyclops very reminiscent of seth with kevin, but still there’s the recurring theme that he’s lashing out because of low self-esteem and a bad situation and he’s a surprisingly sympathetic character who i’m very fond of. his power is earthquakes but i think the name makes that pretty self-explanatory

7. Allison: Iron Man. cocky, bitchy, and rich rich rich. sounds like allison to me. then to elevate it a level higher: emma frost, rich bitch extraordinaire. also if allison had telepathic powers she would be unstoppable. plus one more bitchy, morally-gray blonde (but chaotic this time): Harley Quinn

8. Nicky: Okay so I do wanna give a quick shout-out to Northstar, the first openly gay comicbook superhero, who’s a speedster which I’d actually say fits Nicky pretty well. However, if i had to choose a superhero to represent nicky in presence and powers it would have to be Jubilee from x-men (... from what i’ve heard lol. i’ve never actually consumed any of her Media hahaha anyway) she’s a joyful, energetic presence and her powers are setting off fireworks which i think is a good balance of nicky being a supportive cousin-parent AND a chaotic train wreck garbage trash man. also gonna throw in johnny storm for a cheap 'flaming' joke

9. Renee: Thunder/Blackbird from Black Lightning bc she’s a fufkin lesbian lol. (i don’t watch the show but i do follow nafessa williams’s tag). now the fr ones i’m gonna do together because to me they have the same Vibes so i chose them for the same reasons. Wonder Woman and Storm who to me have the same reserved, impartial, regal energy. honestly ethereal and somewhat otherwordly, and quite literally goddesses. also op as hell. black widow and her “red in my leger” looking for redemption story also fits thematically.

10. Neil: okay lazy answer first: the flash or quicksilver. get it? because they run fast? and neil run too? yea i like to think i've proven myself to be better than such a surface level interpretation but worth the mention ig. so for srs now, mystique and her shape changing powers would be an interesting interpretation of neil's identity issues, but i wanna push it a step further. nightcrawler would actually be possibly the MOST interesting hero to apply to neil 1. because powers still very movement go fast place to place 2. because of the thematic focus on neil's unusual looks and the lengths he goes to hide them, very much in line with the way nightcrawler will use a hologram-projector in order to look human, yet in both cases it's only a surface-level illusion, and 3. his parentage. here, mary would be mystique, which i also think works very well considering mary seemed to be the far more effective chameleon on the run than neil, and also fits with her place as a morally grey character, as mystique herself is often a villain or an antagonist, with her own agenda and shadowy motives. then nathan matches well with nightcrawler's father: azazel, a literal demon, and also where kurt gets his appearance. it's a shockingly coherent narrative between the three of them. then, to also give neil some powers that aren't contingent on his fucked up geneology and rather on his own merit and abilities, Black Canary and her sonic voice parallel the way that neil began to anchor his identity and take ownership over himself through his voice and his sick roasts

and 1 extra, wymack: batman, on account of his altruism, his dedication to second chances, and his many, many adopted children

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anon, ik it's been a sec since you sent this, so i hope it gets back to you. i had a fun time with it and it prompted like,,, 7 different au s that i'll never write

#Anonymous #txt #the foxes #im talkin #my posts

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lxngfxrgxtten · 5 years ago

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(( The time has come for me to post something for the end of the year, and it’s gonna be long. Let me tell you all about my 2019 under a read more. ))

To start off, my 2019 has been so full of real life ups and downs, it’s maddening. Right now I’m in a terrible point in my 2019 but there are some good things too. I’m not really here to talk about real life though. I’m here to share my thoughts on this RPC and it’s people as the year comes to a close.

This RPC has been the most amazing one I’ve ever been a part of. For a long time I was in the Sonic RPC, technically still am, but I have so little desire to go to that muse it’s insane. Six is very like me, though we certainly have our differences, and being here with her is like being watched over by an old friend. I come here every day, my dashboard is always open somewhere, and I read as many posts as I can by all of you every day. You’re all so interesting and special and I’m glad to be here, even if it hasn’t been long.

So now, I’m gonna talk about a few people individually.

@silentchamp - You’re where it all started. You reminded me of my love for this RPC, a place I hadn’t been in years. You stuck with me and even plotted a thread on my Sonic OC muse, who now I don’t even touch. I love your writing so much and your Red as I’ve told you before is absolutely how I’ve always seen Red. I love you, your muse, and I can never thank you enough for being the one to get me back into this RPC, even if you didn’t intend to hahahaha.

@tenebres-champ - You were one of the first people I followed here, and now I follow all your muses I know about. I love them so much, your writing style, and just you. Streli is incredible and her and Six’s dynamic gives me life. The idea that Streli is helping Six grow, helping her overcome an addiction that’s been crippling her in ways she couldn’t understand, it’s interactions like this I crave, and I want to keep doing it into 2020. Your muse is amazing and you’re just as incredible Nox, your art is beautiful and something I can’t get enough of. Not to mention you’re kind and funny, and I never thought being threatened to get my discord would be the best way someone has wanted to become further friends with me, but here we are.

@flcmedriven - Following you has been such a huge treat, your writing is amazing, and your muse is spot on. I love Kabu so much, and more than anything I love KaNu so much. I love reading your threads with people, and your art is also incredible. OOC too, you’ve been so kind. I never intended to come to you for advice, I was so scared to, but when I did, you responded in the best and most kind way possible. You gave me advice to the best of your ability, and better yet, you later were willing to just talk to me a little and managed to cheer me up. Please never stop being you.

@decadnce - We’ve literally like NEVER talked, or at least not much but your posts give me life and I love them so much, IC or OOC. I hope to see you around my dash more, and I can’t wait to see more of that Hop muse.

@yankeead - I love Tasuku so fucking much and I so badly want to see Six piss him off and get her ass beat because she’s stupid, but then them also become friends. You and your muse make me laugh a lot and I love seeing you on my dash, you’re super funny and talented and I hope I get to know you more in 2020.

@pinkrival - Bede is such a good muse and you capture him so perfectly. I hope Six and Bede become partners in crime, because she will totally provide him with liquor lmao. Also, I really adore your formatting and icons. They’re super fitting and they just are super pleasing to see on my dash. I can’t wait to interact more with you and see our two little shits get into so much trouble together.

@dechlach - I started off by following you on your Milo blog, but I’ve come to follow you on all your muses. You were also one of the first people I ever followed here, and you’ve been incredibly kind. I love our talks OOC and I’m really happy to see you enjoy your muses so much, because I can tell you for certain I enjoy them loads. Bug, you’ve been someone to really help me get into this RPC and I can’t wait to interact with you some more in 2020, because you’re amazing. Also, Gordie and Streli? Cutest shit I’ve ever seen, give me more pls.

@haematophiliac - We’ve been stalking each other from the sidelines and we both know it, we’ve only interacted OOC but I really would love to see our muses meet soon, your writing and art are fantastic, your muse is awesome, and the support you give is incredible. While we haven’t talked a whole lot you’ve been terribly kind and I’m so happy I get to follow you. Here’s to 2020.

@noiretabby - Nanu is a blessed man and I love your writing too. Your art? Amazing. Your interactions? Incredible. You? Fantastic. I love seeing you and Mu on my dash and your OOC posts are also great. Also I adore your OOC FC. It’s awesome seeing you around, and I hope to see you around more and more. Let’s interact some time, yeah?

And to everyone I didn’t mention, you’re all amazing. I want to interact more and more with all of you in the future. Don’t ever be afraid to come talk to me, I’m a dumbass but I can be fun all the same. Keep being yourselves, and I hope to keep seeing ya’ll on my dash. Here’s to 2020!

Cheers, everyone!

#🍲|| Here Comes The Nerd! ( OOC. )#(( love u all ))#(( also totally okay to rb ))

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sonicwind149 · 6 years ago

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Scarlet vs. Rain: An Ice-Cold Rivalry Begins

A lot of the time, I feel as though I don’t really do enough with my Sonic FCs. So I decided to do something-- write a short story about how my two often-fighting characters, Scarlet and Rain, first met-- and with it, their first big brawl that would end up cementing their rivalry.

I’m not the best writer, but I feel like I tried with this one. Here’s a little portion from the beginning; the full story is after the jump.

Scarlet loved the feeling of flight. The freedom to go in any direction she wished. The wind blowing through her quills. The sheer rush of speed that made her feel the exhilaration she figured her idol, Sonic, felt every time he ran (which was often). It was a good experience to have, and it never got old.

The hedgehog girl cartwheeled over Station Square, whooping in delight as she literally blazed a trail over the city skyline. Before she had these powers, she'd been ordinary, leading a boring existence. Now she could hold her own with the worst crime had to throw at her (and, of course, have fun punching their faces in).

But Scarlet's happiness would be quickly interrupted. A sudden force slammed into her side, sending her plummeting out of the afternoon sky into the asphalt road below. For a brief second, she lay in the small crater her impact generated, groaning in pain.

“What the heck hit me?” she asked, slowly getting to her feet.

“Not what-- who.”

Scarlet whirled around and saw her-- a blue fox wearing a sleeveless top with a light-blue line running down it that stopped at her waist, followed by black and white pants that led to a pair of blue and white shoes. She had icy blue eyes, one of which was covered by a small tuft of hair sticking out of her forehead. A ponytail ran from the back of her head, and her look was completed by a dark-blue-lipped scowl on her white muzzle. Clearly, from the way this girl was slowly but aggressively walking towards her, she wanted to pick a fight.

Scarlet's confusion quickly turned to anger, as is typical of someone with a hair-trigger temper like hers. “What's the deal here?!” she snapped, a fiery aura quickly surrounding her. “I was minding my own business before you nailed me!”

“Oh, but you're my business, Scarlet,” the fox snarled. “You think you can just fly around, kicking butts and looking all cool, and no one would have a problem with it? Well, I do. I want to show this city that you're not all that. You're nothing.”

“And who are you to make that judgment?! Do you even have powers like I do?!”

In response, the fox's arms began to morph into water, then froze into icy sharp ends, pointed directly at Scarlet. “Does this answer your question? Ice to meet you.”

Of course she uses ice puns, Scarlet mentally groaned. As if this wasn't bad enough.

Then, all of a sudden, the sharp ends fired off like needles, flying at Scarlet at rapid speeds. Shocked, she barely had enough time to put up her Fire Shield, against which the ice needles harmlessly evaporated. As the shield remained up, she looked around to see several citizens staring, fixated on the ensuing fight.

“What are you guys doing just standing around?!” she yelled to them. “Get out of here! You can watch the fight safe at home!”

Like that, the citizens scattered, off to not risk getting hit by friendly fire. Good, Scarlet thought. They're safe. Also, I don't need to feel people staring at me while in a life-or-death situation. Kinda distracting.

“Always thinking about the people, aren't you?” the fox girl asked, stretching as she continued to unload needles from one hand. “Why bother? Once I've beaten you to a pulp, they'll see who the real top dog is and abandon you.”

“You're just living in your own little universe, aren't you?” Scarlet snarked.

“Yeah. And I like it there.”

Engulfing herself in flame, Scarlet dashed forward, seeking to deal a devastating punch to the new foe--

In an instant, she felt her entire body being enclosed in what seemed to be a giant hand, then slammed into the ground.

Scarlet turned her head to see that she was, indeed, in a giant icy hand belonging to the fox girl. “You haven't even introduced yourself yet!” she yelled. “I can't properly form a hatred of you if I can't even scream your name into the sky!”

The fox girl smirked. “Call me Rain,” she spoke.

Rain casually tossed Scarlet high into the air like a piece of garbage, the hedgehog tumbling end-over-end in mid-air as she flew through a nearby building; Scarlet could barely see the startled expressions of the employees inside as she crashed through several rooms before busting through the other side, activating her foot jets to regain control.

“All right, then, Rain,” she hissed, floating in the air. “Let's see what you've got.”

She flew through the same holes her body had created, once again passing by shocked onlookers on her way out (sheepishly apologizing to them for the mess all the while), then curving downward to aim her trajectory close to Rain, who'd been waiting patiently in the same spot for her to return. She'd even created an ice lounge chair to nonchalantly lie on.

Scarlet's mouth morphed into an annoyed sneer. So, this girl thought that little of her, huh? Fine. All the more reason for the pyrokinetic to look forward to the point where she could stomp out that arrogance.

After a perfect three-point landing near her opponent, Scarlet threw constant punches and kicks at Rain, who jumped off the ice lounge chair (which Scarlet melted a split-second later out of spite) and bobbed and weaved away from each of the attacks without missing a beat, almost in a ballerina-esque manner--

Scarlet felt her leg get grabbed at the end of a kick, and she was swung around, Rain's liquid arm extending as her solid hand metronomically slammed Scarlet multiple times onto the ground; she was then dragged across a building before being let go on a downward swing, causing her to slam into the ground hard.

As a stunned Scarlet slowly picked herself off the asphalt, every bit of her body aching, she could see Rain several feet across from her with the widest, cruelest grin she'd ever seen.

This girl is really starting to irritate me, Scarlet thought. But still, she's pretty good. Must have had plenty of training, like I did. I better end this quick before things get too rough for even me.

Scarlet dashed towards Rain, dodging or outright melting ice pillars the fox caused to erupt from the ground. Her fist, cocked backwards in preparation, swung forward and connected... but not with flesh. Instead, her hand went through Rain-- no, not in a messy sense; more like her entire body had become water. Undeterred (and guided by frustration more than logical thinking), Scarlet kept punching-- until she made contact with solid ice. For a moment, she hopped around, yelping in pain as she shook her aching hand and all the while hearing Rain's mocking laugh in her ears.

“You should see yourself right now!” Rain spoke through bouts of laughter as her body returned to its normal state, clutching her stomach and almost doubling over. “You're the new hero of Station Square?! You're pathetic!”

And that was the final straw. Scarlet didn't spend three years forming her own fighting style, slowly start to gain mastery of her powers over the past few weeks, and save people from numerous threats just to be called “pathetic” by some girl she'd known the existence of for all of two minutes.

Teeth and fists clenched, Scarlet's rage bubbled to the surface, showing outwardly as a burst of flames. She flung herself at Rain, who barely had enough time to stop laughing to notice before she was subject to a flurry of punches from the hedgehog, then a backwards cartwheel kick into the air, and finally, a two-handed spike that sent her crashing into the pavement-- a little bit of ironic justice from Scarlet for that first cheap blow Rain dealt her.

“How's that for 'pathetic'?!” Scarlet spat as she landed back on the ground and started panting, each breath carrying an audible fury.

Rain, loopy for a moment, stumbled to her feet. The laughter was gone. In its place was a look of annoyance. After a brief standoff, the two charged at each other, again ducking under attacks for a brief minute before clasping their hands together in a struggle, each trying to overpower the other.

“You know, you're not half bad,” Scarlet observed. “Haven't fought anyone that could challenge me like this.”

“I do have to admit, that was a nice combo you pulled off there,” Rain agreed. “You actually have some spunk. But spunk only helps you so much. You're still going down.”

Then her body liquefied, her hands dripping out of Scarlet's. Rain was gone. There was a brief moment where she scanned for her frantically and saw nothing--

Scarlet felt a sharp slash to her back. The searing pain forced her to her hands and knees. She looked behind her, seeing the back of her shirt had four new holes in it, and who else was there but Rain, with an icy clawed hand, in an “I just attacked you” pose?

And she's a dirty fighter, Scarlet sighed. Great.

“Hey!” she yelled out loud. “Do you know how much fire-proof clothing costs?! I should make you pay for that-- not just in pain, but money!”

“Oh, you'll be the one that pays, my friend,” Rain retorted.

Scarlet's eyes narrowed further. “I'm not your friend!”

She turned and launched a blast of flame at Rain from her cupped hands, knocking her off her feet and sending her tumbling across the road. She then walked forward as her opponent slowly got to her feet and generated another shield, letting loose a continuous stream of fire and not allowing her a moment's rest. But trying to cut through the anger that clouded her mind, some tiny voice briefly squeaked, “Wait, isn't getting close to her a bad ide--”

Logic came too late; Rain bashed her with the shield, then soaked her with a wave of water-- a bad turn of events for someone who utilizes an element weak to the stuff. Scarlet mentally cursed her anger. Sometimes it helped her; sometimes it didn't.

“Not such a fire-starter now, are you?” Rain quipped.

“OK, fine,” Scarlet growled, shaking away the water dripping off her body. “I don't need my powers to kick your butt.”

“Me, neither, with the way you're fighting,” Rain said. “But they help. You're about to be iced.”

Out of the corner of her eye, Scarlet saw a little ripple in the puddle of water below her. She glanced down, only to be met with a giant fist of ice rising out of the puddle and sending her flying into the air. Gravity slammed her back down onto the street, dazed, and Rain, not letting up on the assault, turned her tail into a sledgehammer.

“It's tail time!” she sung, pivoting her body around to swing her tail at Scarlet.

“Nobody even remembers those game--” Scarlet began before the hammer slammed into her side, sending her flying into the wall of another building.

“Note to self: less talking, more punching,” she muttered to herself, now embedded in the wall.

She pushed herself out of the Scarlet-shaped impression and ran towards Rain as fast as her legs could muster before taking a mighty leap at the fox and managing to land a punch, at which point the two traded blows until Rain sweep-kicked her, then swatted her away with a big hand. But the assault would only continue-- Rain again grabbed Scarlet from a distance with her extending arm maneuver, reeled her in, then clotheslined her to the ground. While Scarlet was still on her back, Rain jumped on top of her, grew her fists, and began punching her relentlessly.

“Who's the tough girl now?!” she screamed.

With each megaton punch, Scarlet could feel consciousness slip further and further from her grasp, as it had been with every attack Rain landed. She was slowly becoming one with the road.

Well, this is great, Scarlet thought. She's just gonna keep wailing on me until I'm out cold-- or worse. But I can't let her get the best of me, especially not on her first try. I gotta keep fighting-- I have friends to get back to and a city to protect. Those, and I don't think the headline “Local Hero Beaten Senseless by Random Newcomer” on tomorrow's edition of Station Square News would be good publicity for me.

A fire lit inside her-- both figuratively and literally.

“GET OFF!” Scarlet bellowed, letting loose an explosion of flames that sent Rain flying. She caught up as the fox landed on her feet, and the two once again fought in close quarters; it was only through a combination of determination and sheer adrenaline that Scarlet was still standing at this point and slowly edging out her foe. A punch to the face here, a kick to the head there, and it was Rain's turn to start feeling the pain.

Seeing the writing on the wall, Rain quickly formed a baseball bat out of ice and swung into Scarlet's side, causing her to crumple to her knees as she held the bruised area. Rain took advantage, pressing the bat horizontally against Scarlet's neck and holding her from behind in an attempt to choke her out.

“Admit it-- sooner or later, I'm gonna put you on ice,” Rain quipped.

Scarlet's eye twitched. That was one pun too many.

Furious, she flung her elbow into Rain's stomach several times, eventually causing the fox to release the hold and stagger back in pain. Acting fast, she yanked the bat out of Rain's grasp.

“I'M SICK OF YOUR LAME PUNS!” she screamed, cracking Rain across the face; the impact shattered the ice bat and once again flung her away. For a second, Scarlet felt the satisfaction of briefly seeing her dumb-struck expression. Arrogance-stomping achieved. Home run.

But constantly replaying the moment in her head, while highly amusing, would be wasting precious time; instead, Scarlet burst upwards after her, landing punch after rapid-fire punch while the two were in midair, then blasting Rain down into the road with a concentrated stream of fire. As a follow-up, she thrust herself towards where the fox lay, her fist aflame and ready to strike. With one final battle cry, she slammed the burning fist down into her opponent-- who barely had any time to put her arms in front of her-- with overwhelming force. A massive explosion rocked the area, setting off car alarms all around. Thick smoke rose from the point of impact.

For a moment, other than the alarms and a resonating rumble, there was stillness and silence. Then, slowly but surely, a battered Scarlet crawled out of the crater the explosion had created, panting heavily. She sat on its lip, staring down into it with an expression of uncertainty. Her body was tensed, her mind on edge.

I swear, she thought, if she comes leaping out of the smoke after all that, I'm going to scream.

Fortunately, she had no reason to worry after all; the smoke finally dissipated, revealing Rain sprawled motionless in the crater, her eyes closed and her chest slowly rising and falling. It was clear that last tremendous blow had rendered her unconscious. Had it not been for the fact that she'd been fighting like a savage moments before, one could almost say she looked at peace. Almost.

Scarlet breathed a sigh of relief, her aching muscles finally able to loosen. The spontaneous throwdown was done and dusted. What had only been a few minutes felt like an eternity. Regardless, she felt a twinge of disappointment. That had been the best scrap she'd been in since she got her powers. All she'd really punched at this point were normal crooks and ne'er-do-wells. This girl had given her what she'd been craving for-- someone to match her in skill. Someone to give her fighting prowess a workout for once.

“Shame I had to wrap this up so soon,” she spoke as she stood up to strike a triumphant pose, well aware she looked stupid talking to the passed-out fox who couldn't hear her, but not caring because it wasn't like anyone was around to see it. “Even if you're cold, cruel, and downright infuriating, you hit me pretty hard in a way I wasn't prepared for. Something tells me I'll be seeing you again--” she smiled-- “in which case, I'll be looking forward to the rematch.”

And with that, Scarlet flew off towards home, knowing she'd have a heck of a story to tell to her friends later.

Scarlet arrived back home a few minutes later, passing by Hertz on the couch playing video games. “Bust heads as usual?” he inquired, briefly taking in her beat-up outfit and many bruises.

“You know it,” she confidently answered.

She slowly staggered her way up the stairs towards the bedroom door, barely able to stay on her feet. The numerous injuries Rain had dealt her, the exertion of the day, everything had finally caught up with her. The adrenaline that had kept her going during the fight had long since faded; she'd almost fainted mid-flight and slammed into the ground on the way back here. On the bright side, taking naps was one of her favorite activities, anyway.

Scarlet opened the door, walked in, and collapsed into bed, her drooping eyelids finally allowed to slide shut as the soft mattress caught her fall. But one thought briefly hung in her mind in the last moments before exhaustion completely devoured her few remaining shreds of consciousness and she drifted into sleep: where the heck did that girl come from, and why did she really have such a beef with her?

Every square inch of my body hurts.

That was the first thought that passed through Rain's barely-working mind as she re-entered the world of the waking. The second was the realization that her derriere had been kicked to the half-destroyed moon and back and the ensuing frustration with herself that followed. So close.

Ignoring the pain, ignoring the gathered civilians, she slowly clambered out of the crater she'd been lying inert in for the past half-hour or so and walked away from the scene in a huff. So the hedgehog had won this time. Big deal. She'd come back to challenge her again. And again. Repeat ad nauseam until the heat death of the universe, if it had to come to that. One of those times, she'd eventually win. Then maybe people would respect her. And then maybe she'd stop feeling so empty inside.

Regardless, deep down, she was looking forward to the next time they crossed paths. That Scarlet made for one heck of a rival, not just because she was a good fighter, but because, after all, they were opposing forces. Power and grace. Fury and control.

Fire and ice.

And there it is. I might make more stuff like this in the future (unless procrastination bites me in the you-know-what again). If you enjoyed it and/or there’s anything I can improve on for next time, let me know.

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(In French) Journalist: Hello Blur! Blur (slowly and with a strong accent): Hello! Journalist (sounding like a French teacher on the first day of school): How are you doing?

Blur (with an even worse pronunciation): Very well, thank you! Journalist: I was very happy because last night I saw you on stage on Canal + (French channel), in a small room, with very few people.

Alex James (Not much of an accent): It was...

Damon Albarn (says the English word with a French pronunciation, doesn't know this isn't how French works): Enjoyable.

Alex James: Thrilling (he says: "Jouissable". He probably came up with this word because he knew the French verb: "jouir", which mean 'to benefit from' or 'to have an orgasm', depending on the context. But "jouissable" is not a word that exists in French, we would probably say: "jouissif" instead.)

Journalist (pretending that "jouissable" is a word): Thrilling and exciting (What I translated as exciting is "jouissant" which in my opinion doesn't make much sense here. It is the present participle of "jouir"'). Journalist(switching to English:): Playable (she may have understood "jouable" (=playable) instead of "jouissable") and very exciting.

Alex James: It was a good night.

Damon Albarn (realising that French isn't just adding baguette and macaron to English): Is that a word, "enjoyable"?

Journalist: Enjoyable! (she says the right word: "agréable", which looks like the English word 'agreeable')

Damon Albarn (in French, with quite an accent, sounding like a very confident expert in all things French): "Agréable", yes, yes, yes, certainly.

Alex James (very cute accent, overall good pronunciation): We played songs from our new record (he made a mistake for the adjective 'new', he said 'nouvel' instead of 'nouveau', 'nouvel' is used for words that start with a vowel. It would have worked if he had said 'nouvel album'. Or maybe he said 'nouvelle', which is for feminine words, 'record' (="disque") being, in French, a masculine noun. Yes, French is a pain in the ass.) The Magic Whip. And it was 'enjoyable' (back at it again with the fake word, this time jokingly).

Journalist (sounding more and more like a French teacher talking to her hard of hearing students): "Agréable" and enjoyable.

Damon Albarn: You know when I met this errant individual, he was doing medieval French. He was doing a degree in medieval French. Can you believe it?

Journalist: Yes! When I hear him speak now, I can believe it.

Damon Albarn: There you go, you got compliments. Alex James: Thank you very much.

Journalist: Dave Rowntree, I want you to do the pitch for this new album.

Dave Rowntree: Great.

Alex James (I guess it's him, it's well pronounced): In French, please.

Dave Rowntree: Okay. (unintelligible, vaguely French noises. The others react accordingly by snickering. Then, pretty understandable French, but with a strong accent). We are in a big trip around the world. The next concert (well if I had to translate the mistakes it would say 'the concert next'. Also he used the feminine adjective "prochaine" instead of "prochain") is finished ("terminé", instead of "annulé"= 'cancelled', I think that what he meant), I don't know why. A concert in "Japain" (This country doesn't exist, sorry Dave. In French it's "Japon")

Journalist: Japan! Dave Rowntree: Japan? I'm sorry. (The other react to this but I can't tell what they're saying. Dave doesn't let it get him down and goes on) We have one week at Honk Kong. In Honk Kong (of course "dans Honk Kong" sounds funny and make the others laugh. But now Dave has a pretty good pronunciation! Or maybe it's Alex who's talking now. I'm really bad at recognizing voices).

Damon Albarn (being a little shit, but practising his French so I forgive him): I love Honk Kong.

Dave Rowntree, or maybe

Alex: So we decided to a recording room. (Okay, no verb. You do you, Dave, or Alex, I don't know who's talking. Anyway it's quite impressive to know, and to be able to pronounce the word "salle d'enregistrement") to make music together. Tracks. We have four days and a half.

Damon Albarn: No, five, five (I'm proud, Damon, you know your numbers)

Dave Rowntree or maybe Alex: Five days to do anything, I don't know. (He says "n'importe quoi", but drops the "n" at the beginning, which is not something a French speaker would do, but we can still understand the word so that's okay. "N'importe quoi" can mean 'anything' but also 'nonsense', 'rubbish') And after that, we continued (he says "nous avez", but he should have said "nous avons", to conjugate the verb in the right way) the big tour. Eighteen months later ago (it's okay we understand), Graham (said in a horrible French accent. Now that's accuracy. The others seem to appreciate the effort) was listening to the tracks and with our mate Stephen Street, they have done all the things (again, he used the wrong adjective, "tous", masculine, instead of "toutes", feminine, for the feminine word "choses" = things). And that's it (yes, "voilà" isn't only used by magicians when they make doves appear!).

Damon Albarn (probably thinking of magicians): And that's it! Others: Bravo! Journalist: I am impressed! Great. So we understood it was five days in a studio in Honk Kong.

Graham Coxon: No, it wasn't in five days.

Damon Albarn: If only it was just five days! Graham Coxon: Five days we were playing, jamming I suppose.

Someone, Alex? Damon? (in French): Jam sessions (it's funny because "boeuf" in French commonly means 'ox' or 'beef' but in that context it means 'jam sessions'. It's quite impressive to know this use of the word!)

Damon Albarn: I'm talking about "boeufs", but I met Frank Leboeuf (French football player, who played for Chelsea FC. Also played during the finals of the 1998 World Cup; in the French team who won the championship! Yes, his surname means 'The Ox'. Or 'the jam session' I guess) last night. I'm obviously a Chelsea fan and that was very exciting for me. (Great Damon, always finding excuses to talk about yourself.) I was also very surprised recently to see him play a doctor in a film! Was it... Impossibility of anything? I don't know. It can't be a film called 'Impossibility of anything', a title like that doesn't lead to anything. (must be the movie 'Theory of Everything' about Stephen Hawking). Hey guys, we've got a great pitch! The Impossibility of anything! (You're so funny Damon) Journalist: Okay, Frank Leboeuf. He's a football player right?

Damon Albarn: He was. Now he's an actor. But he also came on in the last quarter of the World Cup, when you won the World Cup, remember that? And we were there too, in the Stade de France, we were there. And I'll tell you what stayed in my mind, a very vivid memory: it's when the final whistle went, literally there was a silence of maybe thirty seconds, and everyone in the stadium just couldn't believe it (I can say that back then, the people I knew were quite pessimistic until the end. They couldn't feel anything other than irritation towards their own team! I find it quite funny. It wasn't the case of everyone though, and of course when we won everybody was back to chauvinism and pride). It was an amazing night! It was a great night, realising what had happened. A great memory. And I ended up sitting on Bono's knee next to Zucchero. Someone, Alex maybe: In Les Bains Douches (a famous Parisian night club, it's closed now. The name can be translated to 'The Baths Showers', because there used to be thermal baths there, I think).

Damon Albarn: Yeah, Les Bains Douches. Shouldn't talk about that. Journalist (explains what Damon has just said, and then, not so subtly telling them to stop highjacking her interview to talk about celebrities' knees): Graham Coxon... When I see how this interview is going, with lots of tangents that stray away from what we were saying about your album, I wonder how the recording of your new album called The Magic Whip went.

Graham Coxon (I'm relying more on what he actually says than on the voiceover, which doesn't say exactly the same): That's what it's like! Forty hours of that to organise musically, in a musical way, THAT (calm down, your album isn't that monstruous). It's all of us making a cacophony, based around some form of chords progression supplied by Damon Albarn and his crazy unique demos. All of this caused all these hours of sonic delight, which needed at some point to be made possible for human consumption (she translates this into 'made understandable for human conception'). So I said to myself, yeah. Why don't I tell Stephen Street to come into the studio, dismantle this and put it back together. Like,...no. Journalist: Go ahead! Damon Albarn (I think?): Like a very smelly thing.

Graham Coxon: Like a smelly old motorbike you find in a barn, sitting there. You take its bits, you polish it up and put it back together (Then he says some funny thing I can't fucking hear because of the voiceover). And then this beautiful machine is presented to the world. But a musical machine (oh really, I thought you were talking about a motorbike all along. Your metaphors are so powerful Graham). Alex? I guess: You have to listen to it. (Who laughs like that, blimey. What an immersive experience. I feel surrounded by drunk lads in an old pub)

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