#1.0 CT

[melbatron5000]

Two Crowleys

A while ago, the wonderful mind of @noneorother posted this meta about the puppets in the magic shop.

The observation that there appear to be two Crowleys in the shot of the puppet arrangement had me absolutely scratching my head and thinking they must be mistaken somehow.

(pic from @noneorother)

But then I got my hands on some of the Amazon X-ray extras, and discovered these little gems from the album covers in Maggie's record shop:

Now, going back to our color-coding for a moment, we may not know what all the colors in Good Omens mean, and we may not have all the colors down. But we do know a few, and we know that color-coding in Good Omens does exist, and that it matters.

Auburn and vavoom yellow are Crowley's colors. They are the colors of his hair and eyes. Black and scarlet red are the colors he wears. So those four colors are Crowley-coded colors. Okay.

Thus, these two record albums from Maggie's shop are Crowley-colored. Now, notice something important? Well, two things. The first -- Raga Koboj has TWO little sharp-clawed critters peering out at us from behind blinds. I daresay they are meant to be little cartoon demons, yes? And CT Bazz: Dank Balaclava features a face in a red ski mask. People usually wear ski masks if A. it's cold as tits outside, or B. if they're trying to hide their identity. So both albums feature Crowley colors AND images of hiding -- plus one features an image of twinsies.

The other important thing takes us back to color-coding. What other color do we see here besides our well-known Crowley colors? On Raga Koboj, the auburn and vavoom yellow blend into each other -- creating orange between them. And Dank Balaclava features a cigarette being lit -- with a little flair of orange fire.

(Edit to add: The name of that first album is Raga Koboj, which is a style of Indian music. A very famous tale in India is of the Warrior Goddess Kahli fighting demons who kept replicating themselves. Every time a drop of blood would hit the ground, a new demon would spring up. She went on a rampage trying to destroy them all, and her husband had to throw himself in her path to stop her. Hmm . . .)

This leads me to believe two things: Yes, TWO Crowleys. One Crowley in hiding, the other a twin. And that orange is Crowley's secret color.

Where else do we see orange?

Yep, the pillars in Aziraphale's shop. Which we also know is painted Crowley Auburn on the outside and Vavoom Yellow on the inside. With accents of this nice saffron orange on the pillars.

Want more proof? Okay.

Several people have noted that Aziraphale and Crowley keep to each other's right and left, respectively. Aziraphale on the right, Crowley on the left. In season 1, whenever they are on the opposite sides of each other, something's up. Not wrong, necessarily, but not in proper order. As in the image-swap/body-swap. Several people have also noted that Crowley is on Aziraphale's right far more frequently in season 2. And look here:

Aziraphale looks instinctively to his left when Crowley approaches -- only this Crowley, the twin, is not approaching on Aziraphale's left. This happens in more than one scene.

And when Aziraphale introduces Crowley to Nina in the coffee shop in episode one, he says, "This is, um, Crowley." As if he's quickly deciding how to name this individual who looks like his demon but approached on his right. Aziraphale "ums" and hesitates a lot this season, but he's also lying a lot. Hesitation and "um" is one of his tells.

I believe Aziraphale knows this isn't Crowley 1.0. But he acts and talks to this Crowley as if it's Crowley 1.0, so I don't think it's an imposter or someone pretending to be Crowley who isn't. I think Crowley's split himself in two. Am I sure about that? No. But it's where I'm leaning at this moment.

But Crowley 1.0 isn't missing entirely. Look here:

Aziraphale is looking over his left shoulder for his demon, and Crowley's right there, where he should be.

So yeah, TWO Crowleys.

Now where the heck is Crowley while his twin is out walking around on Aziraphale's right side? I really don't know what he might be up to, but I think he's in contact. Reachable, at least.

Let's look at this one again. Who's this?

No, not the guy in the foreground. The guy in the back. No, not the dude wearing tartan, the other guy. The guy in front of the ORANGE pillar, the guy on Crowley-twin's LEFT shoulder.

Is that Crowley 1.0? Or at least, a way for Crowley to be in touch while he's off doing whatever the heck he's doing? I think it is.

Would you like some more proof?

Okay. How about another record album from Maggie's shop?

Back to color-coding again. That baby-blue/red combo seems to indicate Crowley and Aziraphale's relationship together. The baby-blue is the color of Aziraphale's shirt, while the red is one that Crowley wears, mostly around his neck, although it also appears elsewhere in his costuming.

Au Revoir, Fingers! Crowley's just a head now. But a head has ears and eyes, so Aziraphale can communicate with it. As I suspect he tries to here, before Jim interrupts:

But wait. Back to Au Revoir Fingers for a moment. Red Eye Smile?

And red eyes? Fuck me.

A very few people have pointed out that there are lots of dual red taillights in multiple shots, frequently framed rather carefully. I had dismissed it, as I usually do when something turns out to be freaking important.

Someone's watching. I think it might be Crowley 1.0.

Then there's that bit where he's driving back to Whickber street, after coming back from Hell, and he first zooms around a bus with red taillights and says, "There's only room for one of us in this lane and it's not you," then he changes a pair of red stop lights to green and says "Don't you even think about it. There, that's better." Is he arguing with himself?? Telling the Other Crowley that it's his turn right now, not his? Of course I can't find a GIF or picture of that right now, but you know what I mean, right? Neil had to cut a bunch of material out of the finished show to fit Amazon's time limit requirements. That scene would seem to be an easy cut to make -- unless the scene matters to the overall plot too much to cut.

I also suspect that Crowley might be talking to himself in the book shop at the end of season 2. You know, when he turns Aziraphale's chair around to face the right way, but when Maggie and Nina come in it's facing the center of the room again? I suspect Crowley 1.0 and 2.0 had a chat. I do not know about what. Just sharing information?

I also wonder if Crowley 2.0 might have his own POV scenes -- thus confusing the already complicated POV situation even more. The white head statue sure gets several shots where it's in center frame, as if it is the POV character in that scene.

That's what I got, my fellow brain rotters. There's my evidence.

In conclusion: Two Crowleys. Yeah, I think so. Now, for the big question:

WHY???

What is Crowley doing that there needs to be two of him? And is it just twinsies, or is that someone else pretending to be Crowley and I'm wrong? Aziraphale definitely seems to know that's NOT his original Crowley, but tells the demon important information without hesitation, so I'm still suspecting Crowley twinned himself. But what if I'm wrong? Who is it then? And why are they pretending to be Crowley? And why does Aziraphale seem to know it's not Crowley, but still talk to him like it is?

I have no answers.

Thanks for crackpotting and going nuts with me, yet again. I hope this keeps you up at night like it's done me.

[vagabond-umlaut]

ramé 5.0

love.

a word everyone spells as l-o-v-e, except one certain young sorcerer – to whom it appears h-a-p-p-y, to whom it appears h-a-v-o-c – to whom it appears the shape of the letters of your name.

you, on the other hand, forget how to spell when the same word is before you – a fact which, your admirer reckons, would have been a major problem were he not he – that is, were he not the one and only 'gojo satoru'.

and thus begins, the plan.

and thus begins, the six steps to catch one's crush's eye — by the six eyes.

|5/6| splurge on gifts.

[READ 1.0 HERE AND 2.0 HERE AND 3.0 HERE AND 4.0 HERE!]

▸ student!gojo satoru x student!reader; fem!reader; classic example of 'if you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain' chapter - grab an umbrella, folks! 🥰 [this is simply a soft romantic(??) angst fest before the happy ending next chapter, ppl! 😊]

▸ find other parts of 'ramé' and other [stand-alone] fics set in the same universe as this work here! anyways, image, divider & characters ain't mine. pls don't plagiarize, translate or repost this. enjoy reading! ❤️

"and what can this be?"

the silver of the bracelet glints, the tiny sapphires in its rim adding a sparkling effect as you show it to gojo. the boy drags his gaze from it to you, lips pressing into a line as he takes in the way you're looking at him.

two months back, if someone even merely insinuated at the fact you might be growing distant from him, he wouldn't have thought once before retaliating with a mean word or hit.

and, to be just, why on earth would he not?

yes, the 'date' he had proposed to take you on post mission remained just a proposal - many thanks to the old geezers and their knack for providing severely understated mission details [bitter sarcasm wholly intended] - but that didn't drive a wedge between you both; quite the opposite, in fact.

two months back, he found you sobbing at his bedside in the school infirmary, lips pressing kisses to his bruised knuckles time and again, while you kept mumbling on how you should've been more wary and cognizant of your surroundings, how he shouldn't have switched his infinity off to guard you from the caving roof and how you would buy him a milion sweets if he promised to not be reckless, but wouldn't hesitate to kill him with your CT if he broke the promise even once.

lovingly overprotective in an irresistibly cute way - that's exactly how you grew to be around gojo in the days he was healing, in the latter's eyes. suguru and shoko's comments too grew less teasing and more encouraging with time then - something which made him think, the feelings in his being might not be as one-sided as he tends to believe at times.

something which made him think, there might not be a day he has to imagine without your radiant grin directed at him, for him, because of him.

yet, now... as he regards you with utmost attention...

the sorcerer can't help but deem the unimaginable to have occurred.

face grim, eyes dull, lips puckered into a scowl, every fucking time you've come across him since your return to school from your home...

it doesn't really take a genius to gather you don't really want to be in his vicinity - a realisation which leads to your best friend of a decade and a few years to shower a torrent of gifts on you.

under the impression, that's what will return your keen undivided gaze to him - an impression, he watches, being tainted wrong with every other second that passes under the fading daylight.

you return the bracelet to its box and place it in the bag, one the boy knows contains the other gifts he had left at your doorstep or sent via shoko or haibara to you, the past month - and one you intend to give him back - 'cause for what else could you have asked to meet him at the training grounds this evening, carrying the bag, if not this?

wishing, not for the first time, for his six eyes to be able to glean your current state of mind, he asks, scooting slowly, deliberately to your seated form on the bench, "did you not like it, shor-"

"please don't call me that."

the grin slowly unfurling on gojo's lips stutters, then vanishes in the heat of the fury of your eyes. he watches your gaze roam over his face once before skittering away. your voice grows a mild tremor, "please don't call me that. i don't want to hear that nickname ever again."

the soda can nearly slips from between his fingers onto the grass below before he grasps it again, firmer this time, and tosses it upside down to empty it into his mouth. it's a brand you had introduced him to, gojo reminisces, on a day just like this... grins and squeals as you jumped in front of the vending machine, so, so joyed that it had your favourite drink.

soon after, it became the white-haired boy's favourite drink too - but no longer now. not when the fruity tang of the liquid, which endeared it to you as you claimed, tastes like the metallic clang of blood to him.

now, many might call gojo overdramatic here - you've asked him not to call you that countless times now, for fuck's sake - but many don't know you the way your friend does. in horrifying contrast to before, a note of revulsion exists in your words.

undisguised disgust paired with loathing.

sharp enough to pierce infinity, past skin, muscles, ribs and layers of tissues and chains, into that stupid organ strumming melancholic rhythms now, your name bleeding raw from its walls.

superfluous, some might scoff - but they'll have never known there's a dark side to love, the one gojo's traversing now. though... the young sorcerer muses, finishing the drink and sending it into the trash can with a flick of his cursed energy, they'll never have known you. they'll never have known the degree to which the boy adores you, either.

a strong whoosh of wind hits the two of you, carrying the smell of wet earth with it. a sign of the arrival of your favourite season, your friend absently notes as he looks back at you.

the tip of your nose appears flushed red.

"and may i know why?"

shock brims your gaze at the soft question. gojo watches you cough up a strained chuckle. "i knew you to be more assertive. demanding. never thought you could request for an explanation... what changed, 'to-" you still for a beat, then continue, burning another bridge, same as the boy feared an instant too early, "i mean, gojo-senpai?"

"you're the best person to answer that," the mentioned person replies with lips forming a gentle curve. yes, the limitless user's always been one hell of a self-assured person - it comes free with the package of receiving god-like treatment by most from before you can crawl - but there exist times when all that - the fight, the zeal, the energy - every one of those just ebbs away from his body, rendering him the hapless spectator, and victim, to the car crash.

except a car crash might hurt less than the careless sneer you shoot his way, coupled with an eye roll. you never gave him such a look in the past, before you went back home for the vacation. just what-

"i think you know why i called you here, yeah?" you ask, picking the bag up and pushing it towards him. the things inside it rattle; the boy wonders if you even went through those two books he sent you. they were from the series you had babbled, ranted and gushed to him on for hours on end on numerous occasions, once upon a time.

gojo nods briefly, though doesn't spare it even a glance. it doesn't go past your notice, he notes, given the way your eyes jump from him to his gifts, then to your fiddling fingers. "well, that's one box ticked off," you say, "and as for the other-"

"i know that too; you need not say every fucking thing out loud," your senpai cuts you off with a mirthless inflection to his tone, eyes falling down onto his sneakers. it was a gift from you on his last-

bloody hell, why does everything have to be a sore reminder of you?

"not saying it out loud doesn't make it any less real," your quiet voice tears through his thought, and he looks up. hoping, desperately so, a tender smile is waiting on your features, reserved for him - only to see every hope of his get dashed into the dirt by your frown.

his best friend was right. gojo's pathetically down for you.

a thunder rumbles in the distance.

you continue, "but since you've asked me not to, i guess i won't. that's the least i can do-"

"but what went wrong?" the question hurtles past the confines of his mouth into the stormy air. and, for once, gojo decides not to conceal the moisture in his eyes behind his shades. removing the eyewear, he moves to sit right beside you, approaching to take your hand in his.

you jerk away from him.

as if you were fire and he, water.

as if you were sun and he, non-luminous scarred moon threatening to eclipse your joy.

the white-haired boy retracts his hand away. you glance at him once before averting your gaze away. he watches you clench your hands in a tight fist. "nothing was wrong, senpai," you mumble; gojo bites his lower lip to keep it from wobbling, "but there's always something tiny wrong in everything going right, ya know? i just feel we outgrew our phase of being friends."

the growl of thunder sounds closer this time. a drop of water lands on his thigh - the sorcerer doesn't bother to know if it is his eyes or those clouds above which finally welled over. voice thickening and breaking, a scoff leaves him, "you know, as well as me, that's the lamest excuse ever. and you called us being friends, right?" you take a moment then nod weakly. a pained sigh leaves him, "then what happened to being open with each other, hm? i thought we kept no secrets from each other."

the boy watches you keep your gaze stubbornly trained on the grass beneath. something within him breaks.

"c'mon, don't play dumb," gojo urges, plopping down onto the object of your attention, just so he can have a better view of your face. you face away with a frown. he prompts you again, hints of helplessness sneaking in between his words, "c'mon, shortie. don't look away with the shitty reason of us outgrowing our phase of friendship. we were - no, are the closest. you know, right? that you can tell me any-"

"not everything's meant to remain the same always, senpai!" the loud exclamation leaves your mouth. gojo stills and so do you. his eyes fall on the way you wring your hands once before stuffing them into your hoodie's pockets.

it isn't oversized on you, the realisation clicks into place in his mind.

you let out an exhale through your mouth, then pin him down with eyes teeming with what seems like weary distaste.

"can you please get up? you're creating an unnecessary scene right now."

if your words weren't enough, it's the way you utter them that leaves cracks and fissures in him. one more blow, and the boy's sure he'll be blown away into smithereens - an outcome he's trying to avoid [but knows, can't; every piece of armour he dons turns flimsy before you].

"is it 'cause you tended to my injuries then?" he asks. your lips strain into a line. casting him a sideways glance, you shake your head, "i'm many things but a liar ain't in the list, senpai. when i cared for you, it was from my heart. when i no longer wanna associate with you-"

a dark shadow falls over your features. rising from the bench, you shift your gaze skywards and back on him, "it'll rain pretty soon. you should get back inside."

there's something between summer evenings and you and him, gojo muses as he peers up at you.

it was a summer evening when you first came to visit the boy at this school.

it is a summer evening when you're turning your back on him in this same old school.

with the glaring exception of there being the warmth of your form beside him then versus the gnawing chill you're leaving behind now.

"you never completed your sentence," gojo points out, whispering.

[too loud and the sorcerer fears, the last interaction between the two of you will end as a horrid yelling match. besides, you like things with happy endings, don't you? he'll be sure to give you your happy ending as the last gift.]

you send a restrained twitch of lips his way. "i remember being asked not to say every fucking thing out loud, senpai."

a shaky smile is the only thing he finds he can muster in return, at the moment.

"suguru said you're leaving for your home tonight again," the student says, getting up from the ground and moving closer to, yet too far a distance from you. "don't drive with the windows down, okay? the weather's bad, you might catch a cold."

a muscle in your jaw twitches. the valley between your brows furrows.

gojo lets his smile widen a bit. so shallow. so hollow.

"don't worry," he says, "i'm taking this as seriously as you want me to. it's just that..." trailing off, the boy takes a step away. your feet move an inch towards him before you immediately withdraw them. a small mimicry of a laugh leaving him, gojo fixates his gaze on the iridescent colour of your irises.

"i've always seen you as someone way more than a mere childhood friend, y'know? and no matter what you say or do, i can never and will never stop seeing you the same way. i love you that much, short- oh! sorry, i'm not supposed to call you that, am i?."

a beat passes, then another, and another.

your response comes out as a garbled mess of letters and tears. "you're the worst person ever, 'toru. i hate you."

and with that and not another glance wasted anywhere, you whirl on your feet and dash back to the school.

leaving behind the echo of your words ringing in gojo's ears, louder than the thunder of the lightning crashing on a tree a little away.

▸ it's good to be back in the writing game, y'all! 😇😇

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[justkidneying]

Radiation Sickness

This is a potentially lethal condition resulting from exposure to radiation. The exact symptoms will be dependent upon the type of radiation, the dosage, and the affected part of the body. We're going to look at what radiation is, how much can kill you, the symptoms of radiation sickness, the treatment, and then some issues I have with its presentation in media.

What is Radiation? Radiation is energy, which is either transmitted as a particle or a wave. The kinds we will deal with here are α particles, ß particles, gamma rays, and X-rays. α, ß. and gamma are all from nuclear decay. An α particle is two protons and two neutrons. It is the least penetrating of the three (blocked by a piece of paper). A ß particle is a high energy electron, and is the second most penetrating (blocked by a thin sheet of metal). Gamma rays are part of the electromagnetic spectrum, and are the most penetrating (stopped by meters of concrete and lead). The ionization ability of α, ß, and gamma are inverse to their penetrance. X-rays are part of the electromagnetic spectrum as well.

What is ionization? This is the gain or loss of an electrons follow the interaction of a particle with something like an electromagnetic wave or high energy particle. This will make something into an ion, which has a positive or negative charge instead of being neutral. For example, air that has been ionized will have a lot of high energy particles in it, which (if the charge is great enough) can produce visible light. This was seen over Chernobyl as a blue light. A similar concept gives lightning its visible flash.

Why does radiation make people sick? High levels of energy impact chemical bonds, like the kinds found in our molecular makeup. Radiation breaks these bonds and also causes the formation of free radicals (reactive oxygen species) that causes more ionization in the body. This ionization of our DNA seriously fucks stuff up. We use our DNA all the time, as we need it to make new cells. If it is all shitty, we can't do that. This leads to acute symptoms like blisters, as well as cancer down the line.

Radiation Event Dosages (in Gray, but 1 Gy = 100 rads):

Normal chest x-ray: 0.0001 Gy

Full body CT scan: 0.01 Gy

Single dose producing radiation sickness: 1.0 Gy

Single dose causing death within 1 month: 6.0 Gy

Single dose causing death within 2 week: 10.0 Gy

For some historical context, the residents of Chernobyl who were relocated received a dose of about 0.35 Gy, while those who were at the nuclear plant received at least 6.0 Gy.

Symptoms

General Radiation Sickness Symptoms: Injury will be most readily seen in tissues that rapidly divide (those that need to be replaced quicker). This includes skin, fingernails, gastric tract lining, etc. More permanent cells are not as affected (for example, nerves are very resistant to radiation).

The first tissues to show damage will probably be the exterior ones. This includes redness, blistering, ulceration, and fingernail destruction. The greater the dose, the faster the symptoms appear. With lower doses, skin blistering, redness, and ulcers can take between 12 and 20 days to appear. Bone marrow is affecting, causing a decrease in the amount of red blood cells made. The immune system will also be affected, with lymphocytes (a type of white blood cell) being depressed. White blood cell count (which will be lower) can be taken within the first two days to estimate the dose of radiation.

Hours after exposure, the GI tract can become inflamed. This will cause it to be painful to swallow. The mucus loss within the GI tract will also cause irritation, which can lead to vomiting and diarrhea (usually featuring blood).

In males, a dose of 2 Gy can cause temporary sterility, while 6-8 Gy can cause permanent sterility. In females, 2 Gy can cause permanent sterility.

A high dose of radiation or a chronic exposure can cause pneumonitis weeks or months later. Hepatitis and nephritis may be delayed complications of therapeutic irradiation. Normal thyroid, pituitary, pancreas, adrenals, and bladder are relatively resistant to low-to-moderate doses of radiation.

Phases of Radiation Sickness: Each phase will be shortened as the dosage is increased (obviously). The prodromal phase is mainly seen as vomiting and general icky-bad feelings (malaise). Next is the asymptomatic latent phase. The person may appear to be getting better as the body systems begin to repair acute damage. Then the third phase starts, and shit falls apart. This will be highly dependent on the dose received. Bone marrow function will be compromised, and massive fluid loss from vomiting and diarrhea will be seen. Neurovascular symptoms will also start to appear. While nerves themselves are resistant to radiation, the vessels that supply them are not. This syndrome includes seizures, coma, and possible death.

Classifications of Acute Radiation Sickness (ARS)

1. Mild ARS (1-2 Gy)

Vomiting 2 hours or more post exposure. The patient will usually feel fine otherwise. At one month out, there may be a decrease in white blood cells and generally sicky-feeling. The prognosis is good, the patient will probably live.

2. Moderate ARS (2-4 Gy)

Vomiting 1–2 hours post exposure. Mild headache, slight fever. At one month out, there will be a decrease in white blood cells. There may also be fever, infection, bleeding, and weakness. Mortality rate is 50%.

3. Severe ARS (4-6 Gy)

Vomiting less than 1 hour after exposure and bloody diarrhea in 3–8 hours. Moderate headache. At 1–3 weeks, there will be a decline in white blood cells. Fevers, severe infections, bleeding, anemia, and epilation are likely. Mortality is about 70%.

4. Very Severe ARS (6-8 Gy)

Vomiting in less than 30 minutes. The acute symptoms will include "massive bloody diarrhea" (that's how they say it in the textbook, lol), severe headache, and confusion. That will start in about 3 hours or less. In less than 1 week, there will be a large decrease in white blood cells. There will also be a high fever, severe infections, massive vomiting, massive diarrhea, and confusion/disorientation. This patient is most likely going to die.

5. Lethal ARS (>8 Gy)

Vomiting immediately after exposure. Massive diarrhea, coma, and seizures within 1–2 hours. In less than 3 days, white blood cell count and platelet count will become so low it's crazy. The patient will usually become comatose, experience seizures, extreme bleeding, and severe infection (sepsis). This patient is going to die.

Treatment

First, decontamination. This should be done before the patient is taken anywhere. Their clothes should be removed, and they should be washed. Wounds should be dressed. A Geiger counter can be used to tell if decontamination is sufficient.

The patients are no longer radioactive after they have been decontaminated (that's a myth I just busted). Radiation damage is hard to undo, you can really only treat the symptoms. Whether or not the patient will die has already been decided for the large part by the dosage they received. The main treatment is pain control and prevention of infection. This means fluids, blood transfusions, and medications. If tissues begin to die, then amputation or skin grafting may become necessary.

There are some other treatments, including colony-stimulating factors, bone marrow transplants, and iodine (prevents the thyroid from uptaking radioactive material). Prussian blue and DTPA are also indicated in some cases. I'm not going to go into all of this stuff, as research is limited and it's kinda boring.

Fiction Stuff

The most glaring thing I see with this is from Chernobyl the show (which is actually really good, imo). The scene where the firefighter has basically turned into a pile of goo is complete fiction, I'm not sure why they did that. Radiation patients look like burn patients. You can look up pictures if you want to.

Second, the part where the pregnant lady has her baby die because it "absorbed the radiation". Well for one, her husband isn't radioactive anymore after he was decontaminated. And while radiation can cause abortion, the mother would also be affected. So that was just a weird plot point.

Finally, when people started bleeding randomly from all over their body. They should still have platelets at that point, but also the patient will typically bleed from their gums, nose, and ass before their skin splits open everywhere. I think they just did that for the spooky effect.

[karriethemechtech]

Cheetah CHT-1A

Mass: 30 tons Chassis: Earthwerks PXH IV Endo Steel Power Plant: Ceres Motors 240 XL Cruising Speed: 86.4 kph Maximum Speed: 172.8 kph Jump Jets: None Jump Capacity: 0 meters Armor: Hellespont Lite Armament: 1 Large Pulse Laser Manufacturer: Majesty Metals and Manufacturing Primary Factory: Unknown Communication System: Tek BattleCom Targeting & Tracking System: Tek Tru-Trak Introduction Year: 3146 Tech Rating/Availability: E/X-X-X-D Cost: 7,777,250 C-bills

Overview Proposed as part of Project: BIG CAT for the Magistracy of Canopus, the Cheetah was designed by Majesty Metals and Manufacturing in 3146 as a fast, durable, and modernized scout 'Mech.

Capabilities Though not in form, in function the Cheetah most closely resembles the Star League's venerable Hussar design. Featuring a similar armament of only a single large pulse laser, the Cheetah is lightly armed, though it makes up for it with a pair of 'Mech-scale claws. Powered by a Supercharged Ceres Motors 240 XL engine, the 'Mech is blisteringly fast, capable of running almost 173 kph in a sprint; combined with its 4.5 tons of Hellespont Lite Ferro Fibrous armor, the Cheetah is makes for a very survivable scout and forward operative.

Type: Cheetah Technology Base: Inner Sphere (Standard) Tonnage: 30 Battle Value: 735

Equipment Mass Internal Structure Endo Steel 1.5 Engine 240 XL 6 Walking MP: 8 Running MP: 12(16) Jumping MP: 0 Double Heat Sink 10 [20] 0 Gyro 3 Cockpit 3 Armor Factor (Light Ferro) 76 4.5 Internal Armor Structure Value Head 3 9 Center Torso 10 10 Center Torso (rear) 3 R/L Torso 7 10 R/L Torso (rear) 2 R/L Arm 5 6 R/L Leg 7 9

Right Arm Actuators: Shoulder, Upper Arm, Lower Arm Left Arm Actuators: Shoulder, Upper Arm, Lower Arm

Weapons and Ammo Location Critical Heat Tonnage Large Pulse Laser CT 2 10 7.0 Double Heat Sink RT 3 - 1.0 Claw LA 2 - 2.0 Supercharger LT 1 - 1.0 Claw RA 2 - 2.0

Features the following design quirks: Animalistic Appearance, Narrow/Low Profile

Behold! Canopus marches--this is one of the 'Mechs the MAF recently introduced. I've been told they sent a few over to join the operation; lights aren't really my thing but I'm still excited. It's a pretty solid machine!

I'll get you information on the rest of Project: BIG CAT as I can.

[mariacallous]

For 60 years, the discussion of artificial intelligence (AI) remained largely within university classrooms, industry research labs, and academic journals. This began to dramatically change as these technologies became more general purpose, and with the release of Open AI’s ChatGPT in November 2022, it is likely that the technology will be more of a household name. AI’s unprecedented capabilities have sparked widespread discussion of the norms needed to harness the benefits and mitigate the risks of AI. Many governments have emerged as leaders in shaping these norms, including China, the EU, and the U.K. The United States has also taken steps to set an AI governance agenda, including releasing the Blueprint for an AI Bill of Rights, the National Institute of Standards and Technology AI Risk Management Framework 1.0, and the sweeping but largely non-binding Executive Order on the Safe, Secure, and Trustworthy Development and Use of Artificial Intelligence.

However, these actions have come almost solely from the executive branch, which has limited regulatory powers. Despite a flurry of bills, frameworks, and hearings, Congress has still failed to pass any legislation to either narrowly target specific AI risks or broadly ensure the responsible development and deployment of AI systems. The House’s bipartisan Task Force on Artificial Intelligence plans to draft policy “over the next several years,” but the rapid pace of AI development and the emerging risks that accompany it will not wait for the federal government to determine policy solutions. The more recent bipartisan Senate AI roadmap led by Senator Schumer (D-NY) also offers much promise—provided the chamber subcommittees can quickly draft and enact legislation.

In this federal legislative vacuum, states are emerging as today’s AI regulators. Some of the laws passed include measures to protect consumer data privacy (OR SB-619), build institutional understanding of AI (LA SCR49), prevent election interference (MI HB-5144), and establish state AI task forces (IL HB-3563), offices (CT SB-1103), and advisory councils (TX HB-2060). Recently, Utah passed a broader law (UT SB0149) establishing liability, notice of interaction requirements, and an Office of AI Policy. However, in this emerging patchwork, one state is uniquely positioned to have a crucial impact on AI governance: California.

[before-calamity]

Possible Staff for Lost Mystic Class

I found this staff along the weapon models. You might say "why is that interesting?" And I'll tell you it's because it is not with the other staffs. Each of the weapons are grouped by class essentially, and this was before all of the thaumaturge weapon.

I would argue it's a staff for the Mystic class, because that class was above THM in the data. I don't see why it would be any different from, say a Conjurer or White Mage staff.

Of course I might be wrong and this might be a staff that's familiar to other players or other final fantasy players.

What do y'all think?

Just as a note, I'll be streaming some 1.0 content on twitch on Sunday 1pm CT. Gonna take some pics of the BLM and WHM only skills and probably explore a bit in some cut actions. I'd love to see you there!

[navcommrelay]

/////Transmission Start/////

First Company, Columbian First Reconstituted Irregulars. Assessment:

Command / Logistics Element: "Raiment" Cobra Transport VTOL (Command)

2x J-27 Ordnance Transport (Vehicle) 2x Coolant Truck (Fusion) M.A.S.H. Truck (Small) "DocWagon Actual"

Powerman SC XI-M-B LoaderMech MOD "B-Gunner" Jabberwocky ConstructionMech JAW-66D "Fix-It Fred" Marco MR-8E "Get It Done" Details Below:

Cobra Transport VTOL (Command)

Base Tech Level: Standard (IS) Level Era Experimental - Advanced 2622-3047 Standard 3048+ Extinct 2835-3045

Tech Rating: E/E-F(F*)-D-D

Weight: 30 tons BV: 367 Cost: 1,422,000 C-bills Source: Jihad Role: Scout

Movement: 8/12 (VTOL) Engine: 100 Fusion

Internal: 15 Armor: 48 Internal Armor Front 3 12 Right 3 12 Left 3 12 Rear 3 10 Rotor 3 2 Weapons Loc Heat Medium Laser FR 3 Anti-Missile System FR 1 Anti-Missile System RR 1 Ammo Loc Shots Anti-Missile System Ammo [IS] BD 12 Anti-Missile System Ammo [IS] BD 12 Anti-Missile System Ammo [IS] BD 12 Equipment Loc Communications Equipment (7 tons) BD

Carrying Capacity Troops - 3.0 tons

------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 2x J-27 Ordnance Transport (Vehicle) "

Base Tech Level: Standard (IS) Level Era Experimental - Advanced - Standard 2650+

Tech Rating: E/C-C-C-C

Weight: 10 tons BV: 44 Cost: 23,100 C-bills Source: TRO 3039 - Star League

Movement: 4/6 (Tracked) Engine: 50 Fusion

Internal: 4 Armor: 16 Weapons: Sperry-Browning Machine Gun, Body Ammo: 100, Body Carrying Capacity Cargo Space (1 door) - 8 tons

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

2x Coolant Truck (Fusion)

Base Tech Level: Introductory (IS) Level Era Experimental - Advanced - Standard 2592+

Tech Rating: E/C-C-C-C

Weight: 30 tons BV: 357 Cost: 255,775 C-bills Source: TRO 3039 - Star League

Movement: 4/6 (Tracked) Engine: 120 Fusion

Internal: 15 Armor: 112 Weapons: -2x Vehicle Flamer, Turret, Heat 3 Ammo: 40, Body

Carrying Capacity Insulated Cargo Space (1 door) - 4.350 tons

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

M.A.S.H. Truck (Small) "DocWagon Actual"

Base Tech Level: Introductory (IS) Level Era Experimental - Advanced - Standard 2671+

Tech Rating: E/C-E-D-D

Weight: 15 tons BV: 196 Cost: 150,500 C-bills

Movement: 5/8 (Wheeled) Engine: 55 Fusion

Internal: 10 Armor: 56 Weapons: -2x Small Laser, Turret, Heat 1 Ammo: 0

Carrying Capacity Troops - 1.0 tons

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Powerman SC XI-M-B LoaderMech MOD "B-Gunner"

Base Tech Level: Standard (IS) Level Era Experimental - Advanced - Standard 2801+

Tech Rating: D/X-E-E-D

Weight: 35 tons BV: 277 Cost: 1,373,803 C-bills Role: Brawler

Movement: 4/6 Engine: 140 Fusion BAR Rating : 5 Heat Sinks: 3 Gyro: Standard Gyro

Internal: 58 Industrial Armor: 60/119 Commercial Internal / Armor Head 3/2 Center Torso 11/12 Center Torso (rear) 2 Right Torso 8/8 Right Torso (rear) 2 Left Torso 8/8 Left Torso (rear) 2 Right Arm 6/5 Left Arm 6/5 Right Leg 8/7 Left Leg 8/7 Weapons: -SRM 4, LA, Heat 3 -SRM 4 RA, Heat 3

Ammo: -SRM 4 Ammo, CT, 25

Equipment: -Cargo (1 ton) LT -Cargo (1 ton) RT -Cargo (0.5 tons) CT

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Jabberwocky ConstructionMech JAW-66D "Fix-It Fred"

Base Tech Level: Standard (IS) Level Era Experimental - Advanced - Standard 3070+

Tech Rating: E/X-X-E-E

Weight: 50 tons BV: 353 Cost: 2,897,869 C-bills Source: TRO 3075 Role: Juggernaut

Movement: 4/6/3 Engine: 200 Fusion Heat Sinks: 10 Cockpit: Industrial Cockpit Gyro: Standard Gyro

Internal: 83 Industrial Armor: 56/169 Heavy Industrial Internal / Armor Head 3/6 Center Torso 16/9 Center Torso (rear) 3 Right Torso 12/5 Right Torso (rear) 2 Left Torso 12/5 Left Torso (rear) 2 Right Arm 8/6 Left Arm 8/6 Right Leg 12/6 Left Leg 12/6 Weapons: -Nail/Rivet Gun, LA, Heat 0 -Nail/Rivet Gun, RA, Heat 0 Ammo: -Nail/Rivet Gun Ammo, LT, 300

Equipment: -Tracks, RL/LL -Environmental Sealing * -Spot Welder, LA -Industrial Triple Strength Myomer * -Salvage Arm, RA -Searchlight (Mounted) LT -Cargo (1 ton) LT -Lift Hoist/Arresting Hoist (R) RT

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Marco MR-8E "Get It Done"

Base Tech Level: Standard (IS) Level Era Experimental - Advanced 2801-3041 Standard 3042+ Extinct 2950-3037

Tech Rating: E/X-F(F*)-D-D

Weight: 30 tons BV: 476 Cost: 1,507,311 C-bills Source: RS OK - Early Succession War Role: Brawler

Movement: 4/6 Engine: 120 Fusion Heat Sinks: 12 Cockpit: Industrial Cockpit Gyro: Standard Gyro

Internal: 51 Industrial Armor: 64/105 Internal / Armor Head 3/8 Center Torso 10/9 Center Torso (rear) 3 Right Torso 7/6 Right Torso (rear) 2 Left Torso 7/6 Left Torso (rear) 2 Right Arm 5/6 Left Arm 5/6 Right Leg 7/8 Left Leg 7/8 Weapons: -Medium Laser, LA, Heat 3 -Medium Laser, LA, Heat 3 -Medium Pulse Laser, RT, Heat 4 -Medium Pulse Laser RT, Heat 4

Equipment: -Environmental Sealing *

------------------------------------------------------------------------------

/////End Transmission/////

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[house-steiner-stays-winning]

>>> SLSOC Confidential terminal

>>> ENTER FILE CODE:

<<< 4958415

>>>nSeraph.txt

>>> Open? [ Y/N ]

<<< Y

>>>Processing...

Project SERAPH

Technical Readout

Super Uziel 'Hustler One' UZL-3S-2-H1

Mass: 55 tons

Chassis: Skobel Prowler with EndoSteel

Power Plant: Ford-Shelby 385 XXL

Cruising Speed: 75.6 kph

Maximum Speed: 194.4 kph

Jump Jets: None

Jump Capacity: 0 meters

Armor: StarGuard Nightshroud

Armament:

2 Micro Pulse Laser

1 Improved Heavy Small Laser

2 Improved Heavy Medium Laser

1 Improved ATM 6

Manufacturer: Skobel MechWorks

Primary Factory: Yakima Proving Ground, Terra

Communication System: Irian E.A.R.

Targeting & Tracking System: Clan-enhanced HartfordCo XKZ 1 with Advanced Targeting Computer

Introduction Year: 3150

Tech Rating/Availability: F/X-X-X-X

Cost: 60,309,467 C-bills

Type: Super Uziel 'Hustler One'

Technology Base: Mixed (Unofficial)

Tonnage: 55

Battle Value: 2,409

Equipment Mass

Internal Structure Endo Steel 3

Engine 385 XXL 14.5

Walking MP: 7

Running MP: 11(18)

Jumping MP: 0

Double Heat Sink 13 [26] 3

Compact Gyro 6

Small Cockpit 2

Right Arm Actuators: Shoulder, Upper Arm, Lower Arm

Left Arm Actuators: Shoulder, Upper Arm, Lower Arm

Weapons

and Ammo Location Critical Heat Tonnage

Improved ATM 6 CT 3 4 3.5

Supercharger RT 1 - 1.5

Bloodhound Active Probe RT 3 - 2.0

Micro Pulse Laser RT 1 1 0.5

Targeting Computer LA 1 - 1.0

Improved Heavy Medium Laser LA 2 7 1.0

CASE LA 0 - 0.0

Standard iATM/6 Ammo (10) LT 1 - 1.0

Improved Magnetic Pulse iATM/6 Ammo (10) LT 1 - 1.0

CASE LT 0 - 0.0

High-Explosive iATM/6 Ammo (10) LT 1 - 1.0

Extended-Range iATM/6 Ammo (10) LT 1 - 1.0

Micro Pulse Laser LT 1 1 0.5

THB Angel ECM Suite HD 2 - 1.5

Improved Heavy Small Laser RA 1 3 0.5

Improved Heavy Medium Laser RA 2 7 1.0

CASE RA 0 - 0.0

MASC RA 2 - 2.0

Features the following design quirks: Battle Computer, Combat Computer, Cowl, Improved Communications, Improved Sensors, Multi-Trac, Non-Standard Parts, Prototype

[mcatmemoranda]

Doing review questions.

Hyperkalemia is a known side effect of ACE inhibitors and angiotensin receptor blockers such as olmesartan. The risk of hyperkalemia is increased with chronic kidney disease, diabetes mellitus, moderately severe to severe heart failure, NSAID use, and older adults. Chlorthalidone and hydrochlorothiazide can cause hypokalemia.

In men who are diagnosed with hypogonadism with symptoms of testosterone deficiency and unequivocally and consistently low serum testosterone concentrations, further evaluation with FSH and LH levels is advised as the initial workup to distinguish between primary and secondary hypogonadism. If secondary hypogonadism is indicated by low or inappropriately normal FSH and LH levels, prolactin and serum iron levels and measurement of total iron binding capacity are recommended to determine secondary causes of hypogonadism, with possible further evaluation to include other pituitary hormone levels and MRI of the pituitary. If primary hypogonadism is found, karyotyping may be indicated for Klinefelter’s syndrome.

Daily use of polyethylene glycol (PEG) solution has been found to be more effective than lactulose, senna, or magnesium hydroxide in head-to-head studies. Evidence does not support the use of fiber supplements in the treatment of functional constipation. No adverse effects were reported with PEG therapy at any dosing regimen. Low-dose regimens of PEG are 0.3 g/kg/day and high-dose regimens are up to 1.0–1.5 g/kg/day. Ref: Tabbers MM, DiLorenzo C, Berger MY, et al: Evaluation and treatment of functional constipation in infants and children: Evidence-based recommendations from ESPGHAN and NASPGHAN. J Pediatr Gastroenterol Nutr 2014;58(2):258-274. 2) Gordon M, MacDonald JK, Parker CE, et al: Osmotic and stimulant laxatives for the management of childhood constipation. Cochrane Database Syst Rev 2016;(8):CD009118. 3) Lauters R, Saguil A: Laxatives for the management of childhood constipation. Am Fam Physician 2017;96(7):433-434

Primary hyperaldosteronism should be suspected as a cause for hypertension if a patient has a spontaneously low potassium level or persistent hypertension despite the use of three or more antihypertensive medications, including a diuretic. This can be evaluated by checking a serum renin activity level and a serum aldosterone concentration and determining the aldosterone/renin ratio. Primary hyperaldosteronism typically presents with a very low serum renin activity level and an elevated serum aldosterone concentration. A 24-hour urine collection for 5-hydroxyindoleacetic acid (5-HIAA) would be used to evaluate for a neuroendocrine tumor, which can present as chronic flushing and diarrhea. Cortisol levels can be checked if Cushing syndrome is suspected. Hypertension can be present in Cushing syndrome, but it is typically associated with other signs such as obesity and an elevated blood glucose level due to insulin resistance.

Psychogenic tremor is characterized by an abrupt onset, spontaneous remission, changing characteristics, and extinction with distraction. Cerebellar tremor is an intention tremor with ipsilateral involvement on the side of the lesion. Neurologic testing will reveal past-pointing on finger-to-nose testing. CT or MRI of the head is the diagnostic test of choice. Parkinsonian tremor is noted at rest, is asymmetric, and decreases with voluntary movement. Bradykinesia, rigidity, and postural instability are generally noted. For atypical presentations a single-photon emission CT or positron emission tomography may help with the diagnosis. One of the treatment options is carbidopa/levodopa. Patients who have essential tremor have symmetric, fine tremors that may involve the hands, wrists, head, voice, or lower extremities. This may improve with ingestion of small amounts of alcohol. There is no specific diagnostic test but the tremor is treated with propranolol or primidone. Enhanced physiologic tremor is a postural tremor of low amplitude exacerbated by medication. There is usually a history of caffeine use or anxiety.

Ref: Crawford P, Zimmerman EE: Tremor: Sorting through the differential diagnosis. Am Fam Physician 2018;97(3):180-186.

I got 100% on the first quiz! :)

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[safetycgreen]

Crane KNN - Version 6

Mass: 65 tons

Chassis: Endo Steel Tripod

Power Plant: 260 Fusion

Cruising Speed: 43.2 kph

Maximum Speed: 64.8 kph

Jump Jets: None

Jump Capacity: 0 meters

Armor: Standard

Armament:

4 ER Medium Laser

10 LRM 5

Manufacturer: Unknown

Primary Factory: Unknown

Communication System: Unknown

Targeting & Tracking System: Unknown

Introduction Year: 3145

Tech Rating/Availability: F/X-X-X-F

Cost: 6,218,960 C-bills

Type: Crane

Technology Base: Inner Sphere (Advanced)

Tonnage: 65

Battle Value: 1,159

Equipment Mass

Internal Structure Endo Steel 4

Engine 260 Fusion 13.5

Walking MP: 4

Running MP: 6

Jumping MP: 0

Heat Sink 14 4

Gyro 3

Tripod Cockpit 4

Armor Factor 120 7.5

Internal Armor

Structure Value

Head 3 9

Center Torso 21 16

Center Torso (rear) 4

R/L Torso 15 13

R/L Torso (rear) 3

R/L Arm 10 13

R/C/L Leg 15 11

Right Arm Actuators: Shoulder, Upper Arm, Lower Arm, Hand

Left Arm Actuators: Shoulder, Upper Arm, Lower Arm, Hand

Weapons

and Ammo Location Critical Heat Tonnage

Heat Sink LL 1 - 1.0

LRM 5 CT 1 2 2.0

LRM 5 RT 1 2 2.0

ER Medium Laser RT 1 5 1.0

LRM 5 Ammo (72) LA 3 - 3.0

3 LRM 5 LA 3 2 6.0

ER Medium Laser LA 1 5 1.0

LRM 5 LT 1 2 2.0

ER Medium Laser LT 1 5 1.0

2 Heat Sink CL 2 - 2.0

Heat Sink RL 1 - 1.0

LRM 5 HD 1 2 2.0

LRM 5 Ammo (48) RA 2 - 2.0

3 LRM 5 RA 3 2 6.0

ER Medium Laser RA 1 5 1.0

[vagabond-umlaut]

ramé 3.0

love.

a word everyone spells as l-o-v-e, except one certain young sorcerer – to whom it appears h-a-p-p-y, to whom it appears h-a-v-o-c – to whom it appears the shape of the letters of your name.

you, on the other hand, forget how to spell when the same word is before you – a fact which, your admirer reckons, would have been a major problem were he not he – that is, were he not the one and only 'gojo satoru'.

and thus begins, the plan.

and thus begins, the six steps to catch one's crush's eye — by the six eyes.

|3| gather info on your crush.

[READ 1.0 HERE AND 2.0 HERE!]

▸ student!gojo satoru x student!reader; fem!reader; the reader's backstory & CT are revealed; angry protective satoru; reader is a mean protector [both of herself and of satoru]; she openly and unashamedly digs in this side of satoru too; warning alert of there being a terrible rumor-monger relative, horrible heartless higher-ups & a fight [your favourite wins, dw]. not-really-angst... not-really-fluff either... somewhere in the between... the ending's fluffy for sure! [this is my fave chapter so far too! :))]

▸ aniki = older brother in japanese

▸ find other parts of 'ramé' and other [stand-alone] fics set in the same universe as this work here! anyways, image, divider & characters ain't mine. pls don't plagiarize, translate or repost this. enjoy reading! ❤️

"oh, you wouldn't want to be friends with her."

the comment cuts through the air with a noisy chuckle and a raucous chorus of giggles - gojo's knuckles grow white with the painfully tight grip he has on the glass of mocktail.

suguru shoots him a contrite face from the other side of the crowd, mouthing an apology with a helpless shrug. the boy looks away from his best friend to throw a glance at the two girls a few seats away.

a beat passes wherein shoko and utahime share a brief look, and the former speaks up, an odd edge to her voice as she leans forwards, a smirk directed at the boy. "and why wouldn't geto? she seems like a pretty nice girl to be friends with."

your cousin scoffs. gojo seriously wishes there wasn't a strict rule set by his father for the clan members of not meddling in the other clans' matters, to maintain an image of neutrality and amiability.

(it's not like he prefers not to break rules or is afraid of his father, the boy thinks grimly as he gulps the last sip of his mocktail and returns the glass to the table with a thud. it's far from being either of those.

it's just that with a small response from him in this matter, you will be dragged under the elders' scrutiny; your friendship with him too will be - and that's something he would never wish upon you. so the boy stays quiet, opting to-)

"what the fuck did you just say?"

the chitter-chatter dies down to a deathly silence in an instant.

rising from his seat, gojo stalks towards the boy sitting on the couch. from the background, he can hear few voices urge him to stop, to get back, with repeated 'satoru, no' and 'satoru, relax' - but the boy finds not a cell in his body wanting to heed those voices. marching right up to your cousin, who shoots him a pathetically fake smirk now, the boy repeats himself, "what. did. you. just. say."

the target of the query huffs a chuckle, drunk and stinking - and your friend realizes now just how much of a diluted description of him you gave him the other day. the guy isn't just some petty irritating relative of yours, he is a fucking bastard.

a fucking bastard who's going to get beaten into a pulp, if he doesn't choose his next words wisely.

another chuckle leaves him, before he gets up from his seat, a slight sway to the action as he sneers at gojo. now, were the circumstances different, the white-haired boy is sure such a brazen person would've impressed him, who is the strongest sorcerer there is, but not today.

not when you're the one who is the innocent undeserving recipient of such a remark as the one he utters next.

"i just said, my cousin's a freak who can read someone's mind without them knowing - and she does that all the time for her sick enjoyment. no one can ever trust that bitch."

a fist connects with the side of your cousin's face and before anyone can realize what's happening, the two boys are rolling on the floor in a brawl, gojo obviously with the upper hand as he lands blow after blow and yell after yell on the other.

a quiet voice whispers to his conscience, chiding his response to the situation to be too harsh, too cruel - but no sooner does it appear than it is stomped down and shoved away by images from the past.

images of a little girl crying, yelling, screaming, eyes squeezed shut, how everything's so loud, how everyone's so noisy, how everyone just can't seem to stop talking of her - in the shocked silence of the party hall.

images of being informed over the phone, his friend won't be coming to play today either - for a class or a function or a cold, he cares the least for - before overhearing later at dinner, it's the fifth day the girl's been comatose since her last treatment.

images of brash celebrations revelling in the discovery and return of a technique, long thought lost - the new messiah, they exclaim - while the said person looks at the elders with face steeped in what, the boy doesn't need his six eyes to know, is terror.

images of a girl, saying in a surprisingly void tone, how horrible, how terrible, how despicable a weapon they've made her into - sneaking into people's minds to steal the meaning of their lives away - before giving a suggestion, too smart, too sharp for a girl of ten; although-

"satoru!"

the singular word snaps the sorcerer's thoughts into two, making him move his irate gaze away from the bloodied face of the bitch to the door-

oh.

it's you.

you, standing in the school uniform, a bag slung over your shoulders.

you, eyes round and lips parted as you stare at the scene before.

you, who takes only a second before you rush forwards, moving him away from your cousin, worried gaze raking over his features instead of the bruised wailing mess of a relative left behind.

"'toru," the word escapes you in a whisper as you maneuver him into sitting on the couch.

another voice wafts over to him, a lot like suguru's, but he pays it no mind, wanting to focus on you and you only, while your fingers travel over his face, brush his bangs away, tuck them behind the shell of his ear, then finally come to a rest on the apple of his cheeks, the grazing of the thumb soothing a minor cut.

though the way your eyebrows furrow at it, emotions darting across your face a million a second, from confusion to concern to anger - gojo reckons, were anyone to see you now, they would think it ain't a tiny nick but a gaping wound.

the white-haired boy grasps your wrist in his fingers.

"i'm okay, shortie," the second-year reassures you in a whisper. you peer at him closely in turn for a beat longer, before a long sigh leaves you though the frown on your lips stays the same. he would've called you cute if not for the murderous intent rolling off you in waves...

gojo decides to call you hot now.

a seething gaze with a soft "what happened, 'toru?" reaches him next.

oh yes, gojo swoons inwardly, you're being so fucking hot.

nuzzling into the palm cradling his cheek, the boy smiles. "nothing you need to worry about."

"it's your cousin," a female voice butts in before a known pair of heads walk into his vision, one smoking a cigarette while the other looks at him then you, mildly stunned.

shoko continues, as laidback as ever (as if she too wasn't glowering then), "suguru there asked him something about you to which the pig replied with some nonsense, because of which satoru here jumped in to defend your honour." your eyes travel from her to him. a whoosh of air leaves the girl and she takes a long drag from a cigarette. "nothing very serious, to be honest..."

"but nothing too unserious either," utahime adds, which earns a small nod from her girlfriend, "if the asshole dares to lie about you once-"

"what's to say he won't again," you finish the sentence for her, a dark shadow looming over your face, then throw the culprit a harsh look. "and what shit did you spout, mr. resident douchebag of the clan?"

a corner of gojo's lips quirk up at the nickname you gave, then part in a grin at the reaction your cousin gave to that. embarassed, for sure, yet never going farther than glaring at you from those swollen eyes.

if you weren't standing here, caressing his face, your friend's certain, he would have gone to tear him a new one - the latter still scowling at you whilst intermittently yelping at the pain of his wounds.

a long sigh escapes you, visibly tired and annoyed.

"i know you can hear me just fine by that stink eye you're giving me, so fess up now - what the fuck were you telling about me?"

an absolute silence answers your question, and just when gojo thinks he might have to leave your warm cocoon to go beat your cousin up, again, suguru's voice sounds from beside, "he was talking about your CT."

"oh?" a brow rises. "and what about it?"

"apparently - and i quote," the long-haired boy adds with palms raised and faced forwards, at the scowl he shoots him, "you can read others' minds without their knowledge, and you do that always. for fun, your cousin claims."

you blink, and turn to your relative; a mask, gojo observes with a hint of melancholy, slipping over your features - not that the boy blames you, though. you need a mask - now, most of all times.

"you said that, aniki?" you inquire, the caressing hand over gojo's skin stilling with a slight tremor. he envelopes your hand in his; an action you respond to with a squeeze, continuing, "but why did you? after all that happened, after all that everyone in the family knows, why?"

a stubborn scoff sounds from the other end of the room; one of the six eyes twitches in its socket.

"i don't think you should ask this question, shortie," the second-year hums, pulling a nonplussed face from you. he grins, "you can simply read his mind, no? your aniki won't be forced to give a reply; your ask too will be answered. besides, this isn't gonna be the first time you're breaking into someone's mind, and, your cousin's not even gonna feel his mind being read - a painless procedure - isn't that right, aniki?"

"fuck no!!!!"

and bingo!

gojo watches you cast a long look at him, then back at your cousin, before a slow smile spreads on your features, the glint so dear to him making a comeback in your eyes.

"not a bad idea, senpai," you say, lifting your free hand and directing it at the culprit. a few gasps sound around you, soon followed by a few murmurs - your senpai watches them slide off your skin like water off a duck's back. you announce in a sing-song fashion, "well, here goes nothing~"

then stop at the anguished cry, your smile widening into a grin.

sweet and smug, like the cat who got the canary.

gojo feels three pairs of eyes look at his smirk, all at the same time - the boy lets them look. the two of you share dynamics, the nature of which none, except you two, can ever dream of comprehending.

wailing, your cousin rises and stumbles over to you, hands folded in a pleading gesture.

"please, no, no, no," he sobs, very nearly falling at your feet before you take a step backwards, disgust overtaking your grin, sending the boy reeling back. "i beg you, no. please don't kill me. i was just kidding; it was just a joke. i'm sorry, don't kill me."

"kill you?" you let out a shocked gasp, placing a hand over your chest, "i would never. i was just trying to read your mind, aniki. why on earth would that kill you? you won't even feel anything-"

"it's the binding vow, you bitch!!" the boy spits, interrupting you, "the one you took years back, 'cause you didn't want the higher-ups to use you as a spy again; giving up the element of secrecy of your CT to-"

your cousin pauses, the realization and the ensuing horror and regret dawning over his face; gojo presses him, sharing a smile with you.

"to?"

the answer arrives as a shuddered whisper - a whisper audible to all, however, thanks to the heavy silence in the room.

"to make it lethal on its victim instead; an attack none can stop, not even a special-grade."

the crash of a glass, or five, impacting with the ground sounds; you give a satisfied nod, smirking.

gojo runs a palm over your dishevelled hair, undoubtedly from driving with the windows down to this stupid meet of the teenagers from the jujutsu clans. you give him a smile, mouth opening to say something, but he doesn't let you. "don't thank me, stupid."

"okay," you acquiesce, a slight huff to your tone before it grows softer, "but can i at least say you were being very cool then? i'm impressed."

"who's impressed with whom?" a crass voice interrupts the moment before gojo can even form it entirely between the two of you.

three - nope, five (even your classmates are here, tch!) teasing smiles float into his vision; the second-year opens his mouth to throw back a retort - except you snatch the opportunity away from him.

"i'm impressed with gojo senpai- any problems, anyone?" you say, tilting your head to one side with the cutest little furrow in the midst of your brows. all five shake their heads, smiles widening before one of them falls on your next words.

"but the next time i see you, geto senpai, asking others what sort of a person i am - don't you dare deny it, you asked two of my friends too the same thing, they told me; god knows why you need my character certificate, though, and for whom; you're acting as if you've a sibling i wish to date and you wanna know everything about me before giving the green signal, but whatever it is, senpai-"

you heave a breath, a break from your tirade - while the remainder of the room's breathing stays suspended.

gojo glances away from you to find the attention of all the attendees fixed on you. he wraps an arm around your midsection and rests his chin on your shoulder. you lean the side of your head onto his.

"i promise i'll create problems for you, more if i see gojo senpai being dragged into the aftermath of your curiosity - okay?"

gojo watches his best friend look at you, terrified, for a second before turning to throw him a glare. the white-haired boy bites back a grin.

placing hands on his hips, suguru exclaims, "you know what, i tried to help but no one here is worthy of my assistance."

"no one asked you for this help, suguru," shoko interjects smoothly, "you were the one who insisted, something about this method being the most effective or something if they want to catch her attention-"

"whoa, whoa, whoa. who wants to catch my attention?" you inquire, cutting them two off. gojo's classmates stop and the blood flowing in his veins drops to a subzero as he cranes his neck to look at you.

you twist to look back at him. "is there someone who wants to catch my attention? do you know them?"

"i-uh-um," the boy stutters, mind scrambling for a reply - something, anything - before nanami interrupts, a small smile on his face, "yeah, there is someone, actually, and we all know him. geto senpai was just gathering some data on you as his wingman."

"oh," you mutter, gaze dropping to the ground, then lifting to gojo. the boy simply blinks back, which draws a frown from you in turn.

retrieving a pair of shades from your bag, you hand it to him and turn back to suguru, a barely-there smile on your lips.

"next time he wants some info on me, ask him to ask me directly. i'll appreciate it."

"noted, boss," the words escape gojo before the addressed can even reply, utterly unmoved by the five exasperated glares [honestly, it's four: haibara can never really glare at anyone] - the next step of the plan already whirring to life in the shades-donning boy's brain.

so, so giddy at the fact of being told of the golden key to your heart.

▸ wrote an info-loaded chapter the first time in my life; please let me know your thoughts or any feedback! 😇

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[karriethemechtech]

Yaguara YGR-2D

Mass: 75 tons Chassis: Earthwerks TDR IV Power Plant: Vlar 300 XL Cruising Speed: 43.2 kph Maximum Speed: 86.4 kph Jump Jets: Rawlings Model 60 Jump Capacity: 120 meters Armor: Hellespont Lite Armament: 1 Rotary AC/2 2 SRM 6 2 ER Large Laser 2 Medium Pulse Laser Manufacturer: Majesty Metals and Manufacturing Primary Factory: Unknown Communication System: Tek BattleCom Targeting & Tracking System: Tek Tru-Trak Introduction Year: 3146 Tech Rating/Availability: F/X-X-X-D Cost: 21,250,250 C-bills

Overview Proposed as part of Project: BIG CAT for the Magistracy of Canopus, the Yaguara was designed by Majesty Metals and Manufacturing in 3146 as a fast moving, hard-hitting heavy 'Mech.

Capabilities The Yaguara was built from the ground up with speed and long-ranged engagement in mind. Built around a supercharged Vlar 300 XL engine, the 'Mech can sprint over 86 kph, allowing it to keep up with lances comprised of much lighter 'Mechs than itself. It complements this ground speed with four Rawlings Model 60 jump jets, granting it a jumping distance of 120 meters for an extra mobility boost. Its armement is built around a pair of Clan-spec ER large lasers, uncommon in the region, and a class-2 Rotary Autocannon, with a pair of SRM-6's and medium pulse lasers as close-engagement backups. All of this, unfortunately, comes at the cost of heat: the Yaguara was designed with bracket fire in mind, and MechWarriors are advised not to alpha strike without due cause.

Type: Yaguara Technology Base: Mixed (Standard) Tonnage: 75 Battle Value: 2,201

Equipment Mass Internal Structure 7.5 Engine 300 XL 9.5 Walking MP: 4 Running MP: 6(8) Jumping MP: 4 Double Heat Sink 16 [32] 6 Gyro 3 Cockpit 3 Armor Factor (Light Ferro) 203 12 Internal Armor Structure Value Head 3 9 Center Torso 23 30 Center Torso (rear) 10 R/L Torso 16 24 R/L Torso (rear) 6 R/L Arm 12 20 R/L Leg 16 27

Right Arm Actuators: Shoulder, Upper Arm, Lower Arm, Hand Left Arm Actuators: Shoulder, Upper Arm, Lower Arm, Hand

Weapons and Ammo Location Critical Heat Tonnage 2 Jump Jet LL 2 - 2.0 Supercharger CT 1 - 1.0 Medium Pulse Laser RT 1 4 2.0 SRM 6 RT 2 4 3.0 Double Heat Sink RT 3 - 1.0 Rotary AC/2 RT 3 1 8.0 ER Large Laser LA 1 12 4.0 Double Heat Sink LA 3 - 1.0 Medium Pulse Laser LT 1 4 2.0 SRM 6 LT 2 4 3.0 Double Heat Sink LT 3 - 1.0 CASE II LT 1 - 1.0 Rotary AC/2 Ammo (45) LT 1 - 1.0 SRM 6 Ammo (15) LT 1 - 1.0 2 Jump Jet RL 2 - 2.0 ER Large Laser RA 1 12 4.0 Double Heat Sink RA 3 - 1.0

Features the following design quirks: Rugged (1 point)

I managed to get info on more of Project: BIG CAT! This one's a neat machine, too--though I do wonder where they got the cERLLs...

(OOC: I'm really enjoying designing a series/project of 'Mechs like this! The most fun part is probably deciding on what carries over within the 'Mech family--both on part manufacturers and general design trends. See if you can guess what they are!)

[before-calamity]

Heads Up! Stream incoming.

Hello all! Tomorrow (Sunday at 11/18/2023) at 1pm CT, I will be streaming more FFXIV 1.0. I'll be grabbing pictures for the BLM and WHM actions, and we will also be taking a look at some lost and cut skills.

This is a great way to see some behind the scenes information, such as the thrilling world of database management.

You can check it out on my twitch, posted below. I will go over the content of the stream during the week after the stream ends. EDIT: Stream starts at 3pm CT. Sorry for the inconvenience. Stream's been cancelled due to some changes in plans today (as well as the fact that it would be awfully tedious to watch). I do plan on still doing the work, but it won't be on stream. Sorry for the inconvenience!