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How to Design an Ergonomic Workspace That Boosts Productivity?

Introduction:

Welcome to the ultimate guide on designing an ergonomic workspace that revolutionizes productivity! Are you tired of feeling uncomfortable and unproductive in your current workspace? It’s time to make a change. In this blog, we’ll explore practical design tips and innovative solutions to create a workspace that not only supports good posture but also maximizes efficiency and creativity. Let’s dive in and unlock the secrets to a more ergonomic and productive work environment. Plus, with the expertise of 800Phonepod, #1 Silent Pods and Meeting Booths Suppliers and Manufacturer’s in Dubai and across UAE, we ensure optimal workplace solutions.

The Importance of Ergonomics:

Before we delve into specific design tips, let’s first understand why ergonomics matters in the workplace. Ergonomics is the science of designing environments and products to fit the people who use them, with the goal of optimizing comfort, safety, and efficiency. By prioritizing ergonomics in your workspace design, you can reduce the risk of musculoskeletal disorders, improve overall well-being, and boost productivity among employees.

Design Tips for an Ergonomic Workspace:

Invest in Ergonomic Chairs:

Ergonomic chairs are a cornerstone of any ergonomic��workspace. Look for chairs with adjustable features such as seat height, lumbar support, and armrests to accommodate different body types and preferences. Proper support for the spine and lower back is essential for maintaining good posture and reducing the risk of discomfort and fatigue during long hours of work.

Embrace Standing Desks:

Standing desks offer a versatile alternative to traditional seated workstations. They allow employees to switch between sitting and standing throughout the day. This dynamic approach to working promotes better circulation and reduces the risk of sedentary behavior. It also improves overall energy levels and focus. Consider investing in height-adjustable standing desks to provide flexibility and accommodate individual preferences.

Introduce Personal Work Pods:

In open office environments where distractions are common, personal work pods provide a secluded space for employees to focus on tasks without interruptions. These pods are equipped with soundproofing materials and customizable features, allowing individuals to create their ideal work environment tailored to their specific needs. By fostering a quiet and private space for deep work, personal work pods can significantly enhance productivity and concentration.

Facts and Data:

Research conducted by the International Journal of Industrial Ergonomics found that ergonomic interventions in the workplace can lead to a 16% increase in productivity. Additionally, there was a 40% reduction in discomfort among employees. Additionally, a study published in the Journal of Environmental Psychology revealed that employees who had control over their workspace design experienced higher levels of job satisfaction. They also demonstrated improved performance.

Conclusion:

In conclusion, designing an ergonomic workspace is essential for creating a productive, comfortable, and healthy environment for employees. Incorporate ergonomic chairs, standing desks, and personal work pods into your workspace design. This supports good posture, reduces fatigue, and enhances overall productivity. As leaders in ergonomic office solutions, 800Phonepod is committed to helping businesses optimize their workspaces. Our goal is to achieve maximum efficiency and employee satisfaction. We are recognized as the Best Ergonomic Silent Pods and Meeting Booths Designers and Developers Company in Dubai. Contact us today to explore our range of ergonomic furniture. Take the first step towards creating a workspace that empowers your team to thrive.

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The Science of Silence: Exploring the Technology Behind Silent Pod Design

Introduction:

In the cacophony of modern workplaces, finding solace and focus amidst the noise is paramount. Enter silent pods – sanctuaries of serenity designed to shield occupants from distractions and promote productivity. But what lies beneath their sleek exteriors? Join us as we delve into the intricate science behind silent pod design and uncover the innovative technologies that make them a haven of tranquility. Experience the pinnacle of acoustic innovation with 800Phonepod, the leading and professional Silent pods and Booth Suppliers & Installation services provider in Dubai, UAE.

Understanding Soundproofing Technology:

Silent pods are engineered with precision to combat the relentless onslaught of noise pollution. At their core, these pods harness sophisticated soundproofing technology to create an oasis of quietude amidst the chaos of the workplace.

Advanced Acoustic Materials:

Central to the effectiveness of silent pod design are advanced acoustic materials meticulously selected for their sound-absorbing properties. From polyester cotton material to specialized acoustic fabric treated for flame retardancy, each component plays a crucial role in attenuating sound waves and quelling ambient noise.

Sound Isolation Techniques:

Beyond materials, silent pods employ ingenious sound isolation techniques to thwart the intrusion of external noise. From double-glazed windows designed to minimize sound transmission to innovative door seals engineered to create an airtight barrier, every aspect of pod construction is optimized to uphold the sanctity of silence within.

Absorption and Diffusion:

Silent pods leverage a combination of sound absorption and diffusion strategies to achieve optimal acoustics. Strategically placed acoustic panels and baffles absorb unwanted noise, while diffusers scatter sound waves to prevent reverberation and echo, resulting in a serene and harmonious interior environment.

Innovative Design Features:

In addition to their formidable soundproofing prowess, silent pods boast an array of innovative design features that enhance functionality and user experience.

Adaptive Ventilation Systems:

Silent pods feature adaptive ventilation systems for optimal air quality. These regulate airflow while minimizing noise transmission. These systems employ state-of-the-art technology to strike the perfect balance between comfort and tranquility.

Smart Integration:

Integrating seamlessly into the digital ecosystem of modern workplaces, silent pods feature smart integration capabilities that facilitate connectivity and convenience. From integrated lighting controls to compatibility with IoT devices, these pods empower users to customize their environment with ease.

Conclusion:

In conclusion, the science of silence is a testament to human ingenuity. It blends cutting-edge technologies with innovative design principles to create silent pods that redefine the workplace experience. As pioneers in the field, 800Phonepod stands as the Best Silent Pods and Meeting Booths Designer & Manufacturer Company In Dubai, UAE. We set the standard for silent pod design with unwavering excellence and relentless innovation. We are shaping the future of workspaces one pod at a time. Connect 800Phonepod and embrace the serenity of silence in your workplace today.

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Tagged by my beloved @ex0rin. 

Rules: We would like to ask you to recommend us 3 of YOUR fics: 1 that is “most popular” and 2 that are “hidden gems”!

>> Most popular, going by hits is 

Here For What We Want (But Do We Know What We Need) - Shyan, Explicit, 8.7k

“God, get off me,” Shane complains, “you’re being ridiculous.”

“Am I?” Ryan asks, still low, like he’s telling secrets.

“You are,” Shane says, prodding Ryan in the chest again, “and you know it. So get off me, or I will bury you in the Everglades.”

“You can’t–” Ryan interrupts himself with a wheezing laugh, “you can’t bury someone in the Everglades, Shane. Jeez. It’s all water.”

Or: Ryan gets spectacularly drunk, Shane takes him home, one thing leads to another.

>> 2 hidden gems from any of the 22 fics I have posted that have no comments, whatsoever. :( 

Star Fall - Shyan, T, 1.3k

The cruiser trembles beneath their feet, something else giving way. An alarm rings, the sound shrill and shocking, until it goes silent just as fast. A bad sign, Shane thinks, in the ensuing quiet.

“Well, that bodes well,” Ryan says, stepping over a heap of debris as he approaches Shane.

Or: Escape pods are one malfunctioning door away, and the ship is falling apart around them.

Out of the Black - Doctor Who/Firefly crossover, T, ~800 words

“Where’m I?” Rose rasps, and the man disappears out of her field of vision. Rose turns her head to track him and takes in the medbay. It’s sparse, but everything is clean and tidy, and the man bustles about with efficiency, so Rose decides he knows what he’s about.

“Welcome to Serenity,” he says, returning to her bedside.

OR: Rose makes an unexpected pit-stop on her way across the universe to find the Doctor.

I tag @skyler10fic, @onthedriftinthetardis, @lostinfic, @tripwirealarm, @fille-lioncelle! 

[vegafiction]

Mind fuck and sleep deprivation with light Shance comfort afterwards?

Count: ~800Pairing(s): Light ShanceChara(s): Lance & ShiroFandom: VoltronPrompt: Sleep Deprivation

First off, I’d like to apologize for not using “mind fuck” for this prompt. It was already taken for Shiro and I felt I would end up repeating the same idea if I used it here. Secondly, the Shance isn’t explicit here again but I think I did a good job with implying it through their bonding? I guess it could be read as pre-shance? Regardless, I hope you still find this enjoyable, Anon!

Loosely connected to “Nightmare”

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“You should get some rest.”

Lance jolted out of his daze. He turned his attention toward the voice, not entirely surprised to see Shiro make his way into the kitchen.

This was their fourth night cycle encountering the other. Ever since the nightmares had begun, Lance found sleeping or returning to sleep after a particularly horrible nightmare to be one of the most difficult things he had ever done. Staying awake in the hopes of forgetting the visuals that haunted him every time he closed his eyes seemed like one of the better options.

The fact that this was his fourth time coming across Shiro was starting to concern him. He wasn’t sure if the older male stayed up for the same reasons he did or if Shiro knew he’d been having difficulty with sleep lately. The lack of sleep was weighing on him, and Lance knew he wasn’t the only one.

The dark circles under Shiro’s eyes confirmed that much.

“Says the guy who looks like he hasn’t slept in days,” Lance quipped with a playful half-smirk. “What are you doing up? Don’t you know we have an important training session tomorrow?”

“I know,” Shiro sighed. He rubbed his eyes tiredly as he joined Lance by the window.

Together, they stared into the black, starry abyss, a sense of unease settling between them. Lance pushed away his intrusive thoughts and carefully focused his attention toward Shiro. He gazed at his profile, noting the thickness of Shiro’s bags, the terrible bruising beneath his skin. Lance didn’t want to know how he looked without proper sleep. He already knew his skin was suffering. No amount of Altean skin products would be able to heal the damages four days of improper sleep were doing to his face, but Shiro? The man looked like he’d been through hell and back.

He heard the man cough before snapping back to reality. Heat crawled up his neck and the tip of his ears as he hurriedly turned away.

“Sorry. I got distracted.” He mumbled.

Shiro chuckled lightly. “It’s okay, Lance. I know you’re exhausted. You haven’t been sleeping much.”

“And you haven’t been sleeping at all.” A memory from their activities earlier in the day pushed into the forefront of Lance’s mind. He turned back to Shiro, lips pressed thinly, his brows furrowed. “You really shouldn’t be awake right now. You were a mess today.”

“Was I?”

“Um, duh! Even before that, when you were training earlier, you were so out of it you forgot where the drones were and nearly got decapitated!”

He had Shiro’s full attention now. Lance’s hands moved wildly as he spoke, accentuating the severity of Shiro’s sleep deprivation while ignoring his own mishaps with their mission earlier.

Lance went down a list of things he’d seen from Shiro. From his near death with the training drones, to his near death in the lounge where he missed a step and nearly smacked his head on one of the seats, to his near death in their mission when they were attacked by enemy forces and he’d been nearly shot, three times, by the same damn soldier. Lance wanted to bring up Shiro’s near-death exiting the Black Lion but figured he would save his hero the humiliation.

Shiro leaned his weight into his arms as he watched space past them slowly. He heaved a quiet breath once Lance was done ranting, but remained silent. Lance’s eyes narrowed, unsure if he had been paying attention or if he had chosen to ignore him. It wouldn’t have been the first time, after all.

“I’m sorry,” He said after a long stretch of silence. “It’s been hard to sleep.”

“I know,” Lance pressed. “But you need to rest, Shiro! You’re the leader of Voltron, we need you at your best. Maybe spending a night in the healing pods will help with whatever is going on?”

Shiro shook his head, a wistful smile on his lips. “No, that won’t work. The healing pod is only for physical injuries, not mental.” He turned to Lance then, dark eyes full of remorse. “Coran already explained that when I asked.”

“Then talk to me, man.” Lance turned to him completely, blue eyes hard with determination. “I may not be good at basically anything here, but I’m damn good at listening. If you don’t want me to say anything then I won’t. I’ll just sit here and listen, okay?”

“Lance…” The Cuban boy watched him struggle for words. A mixture of emotions passed through Shiro’s face before the Black Paladin finally settled on something more tranquil. His whole body sagged as though the weight of the world he’d been holding on his shoulders had been finally lifted. He gave Lance a soft, appreciative smile.

“Alright. I’ll start, but afterward, I want to hear what’s been on your mind too.”

“Huh?” Lance replied eloquently.

“I know you’ve been struggling with your nightmares, Lance. It’s been affecting how you function just like me. You’re always carrying the emotional problems of the team, for once, let me do that for you.”

Lance swallowed thickly. “O-okay,” He answered slowly. He cleared his throat. “Okay. You first.”

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V20 Beckett’s Jyhad Diary art by Mark Kelly

    I just got off the phone with an old friend wanting advice on their new Kickstarter they’re hoping to run. This is not the first time I’ve been asked to help friends new to the wonders of Kickstarter, and I’m always glad to give some thoughts. My first question is always: Why Kickstarter?

Just in working out that question, I’ve actually had folks realize that they did not, in fact, need crowdfunding for their project, and that by using KS they would actually be taking on a whole lot of hassle and expense they didn’t actually need. But their bosses thought Kickstarting was a magic money fountain, so they were pushed into using it.

Kickstarter is NOT a magic money fountain.

You can do quite well with the amounts raised, even in the tabletop RPG business (Hi, John! Hi, Monte!), but the KS and then the post-KS fulfillment is a huge amount of work that I guarantee eats up a huge percentage of the pledge dollars raised that aren’t ear-marked for printing and shipping the main KS rewards. It becomes a huge part of, if not the new focus of, your TTRPG company.

If you’re not careful.

    C20 Ready Made Characters art by Aaron Riley

      I never wanted Onyx Path to go “all in” on any one method of delivering our projects to our community, so I never used all those pledge dollars to hire KS fulfillment staff to take over for our developers or other creators, and I’ve tried to learn from our craziest KSs, many from before we really learned the stresses and demands of getting out all the varied Stretch Goals. I put those dollars aside in order to cover the costs of making all the projects from any given KS while using our normal development processes and staff.

That way, we’ve always been ready to pay each bill as it comes due. Which I kind of think is important long-term.

Along the same lines, I didn’t turn us into only doing Kickstarters for every book as a business model. We started with Deluxes, with covers we could not afford without the KS upfront money for specialty printers, then the Prestige covers that had effects that our PoD printer couldn’t do but which were the same (more or less) as our original print runs for the New World of Darkness lines.

And now we’ve added Kickstarters to fund traditional print runs larger than we have been doing, in order to use our new distribution connections to get into retail stores and do different sorts of projects like the Prince’s Gambit casual card game.

Basically, we have continued to evolve and improve our Kickstarter processes even while experimenting with different methods and kinds of projects. For example, we have not in the past felt the need to Kickstart our Chronicles of Darkness 2nd Edition core books. Partly, because of the idea I noted above about not putting all our eggs in one delivery method basket, and partly because we had plenty of ideas for 20th Anniversary WoD projects and only so much available time to run KSs.

Now, with us easing back on the 20th Anniversary books with the “Big Five” core books all out or in progress, and with WW revving up their first 5th Edition projects, there is time to experiment with KSing Changeling: The Lost 2nd. (See the Kickstarter part of the BLURBS!, below).

Having Jammin’ James Bell as our new Kickstarter wrangler and all-around good guy, has also helped open up a lot of what we can do with KS, especially next year once he has his sea-legs, and you are going to love what he’s got planned for the CtL2 Kickstarter. James can focus on making sure each Kickstarter campaign is an event, which is really what they should feel like considering all the time and energy our backers pour into them.

    W20 Changing Ways art by the legendary Ron Spencer

      And all this year we’ve been steadily delivering KS Stretch Goal projects as well, which we are very thrilled to be able to focus on, even to prepping for delivering Werewolf 20th Kickstarter backers their long-awaited free version of a W20 Dice Rolling App. (More on the whole Dice Rolling App another week, because it is not just for W20).

Finally, in all the madness of running KSs and delivering KS projects, we’re also looking towards making sure that our special Kickstarted books from 3 or 4 or 5 years ago can find good homes with folks that really want them. So, we’re having a sale at Indy Press Revolution for the last remaining Deluxe and Prestige books and screens that they have been selling for us!

The “last” until we send them more of our printer overruns to make available, that is. Check out the details in our IPR section of the BLURBS!, below!

This has run pretty long, actually, and I was planning on telling you more about our other “new guy”, Eddy Webb, and what he has been doing as a sort of “roving developer” for us, but that’ll have to happen next week. Until then, remember our motto:

Many Worlds. One Path.

  BLURBS!

ON SALE!

Check out our Halloween Sale at IPR and get scary discounts on our Kickstarter printing overruns! If you missed a KS, wish you had upgraded, or just want a beautiful game book of your favorite 20th Anniversary WoD, or Chronicles of Darkness core books…THIS IS THE SALE FOR YOU!  http://ift.tt/1pOsnTb

This includes products like:

Demon: The Descent Prestige Edition

Vampire 20th Anniversary Edition: The Dark Ages Deluxe Edition

Werewolf: The Apocalypse 20th Anniversary Edition Deluxe Edition

W20 Book of the Wyrm Deluxe Edition

W20 Changing Breeds Deluxe Edition

…And much more! Lots of nice solid Storyteller Screens to pick up, too!

This 50% off sale runs until midnight Halloween night! Awhoooo!

      It’s very SPOOKY here!

Welcome to DriveThruRPG’s Halloween Sale!

First, we have a super sale on Mummy: The Curse: http://ift.tt/2zej9nV

And then the big sale itself! Over 170 Onyx Path PDFs discounted! It’s terrifying!

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    KICKSTARTER:

  The Cavaliers of Mars Kickstarter is OVAH! Thanks to our energized and friendly 885 backers, we raised funds just shy of 800% of our funding goal, and we’re well set to finish Cavs and get onto the Stretch Goal projects! Thank you all again for your support!

NEXT, we’re pulling together the Changeling: The Lost 2nd Edition Kickstarter, and our Kickstarter muscle-man, Jammin’ James Bell, has got my notes and is speedily piecing the KS page together. We think folks will dig what we’ve got planned, with even a few surprises to keep things interesting! Because of some art delays, we aren’t going to be able to get this KS started on Halloween, which is hugely disappointing for appropriateness if nothing else, but early in November instead.

Which also means that our Trinity Continuum Kickstarter will start in early January – since it makes no sense to start a KS mid-December!

    ON AMAZON AND BARNES & NOBLE:

We’re delighted to announce the opening of our ebook stores on Amazon and Barnes & Noble! You can now read our fiction from the comfort and convenience of your Kindle (from Amazon) and Nook (from Barnes & Noble). Our initial selection includes these fiction anthologies:

Vampire: The Masquerade: The Endless Ages Anthology (Kindle, Nook)

Werewolf: The Apocalypse: Rites of Renown: When Will You Rage II (Kindle, Nook)

Mage: The Ascension: Truth Beyond Paradox (Kindle, Nook)

Chronicles of Darkness: The God-Machine Chronicle Anthology (Kindle, Nook)

Mummy: The Curse: Curse of the Blue Nile (Kindle, Nook)

Beast: The Primordial: The Primordial Feast Anthology (Kindle, Nook)

  And here are six more fiction books:

Vampire: The Masquerade: Of Predators and Prey: The Hunters Hunted II Anthology (Kindle, Nook)

Werewolf: The Apocalypse: The Poison Tree (Kindle, Nook)

Werewolf: The Apocalypse: Songs of the Sun and Moon: Tales of the Changing Breeds (Kindle, Nook)

Vampire: The Requiem: The Strix Chronicle Anthology (Kindle, Nook)

Werewolf: The Forsaken: The Idigam Chronicle Anthology (Kindle, Nook)

Mage: The Awakening: The Fallen World Chronicle Anthology (Kindle, Nook)

  Andand six more more:

Vampire: The Masquerade: The Beast Within Anthology (Kindle, Nook)

Werewolf: The Apocalypse: W20 Cookbook (Kindle, Nook)

Exalted: Tales from the Age of Sorrows (Kindle, Nook)

Chronicles of Darkness: Tales of the Dark Eras (Kindle, Nook)

Promethean: The Created: The Firestorm Chronicle Anthology (Kindle, Nook)

Demon: The Descent: Demon: Interface (Kindle, Nook)

  And even more books are now on Amazon and the Nook store!:

Scarred Lands: Death in the Walled Warren (Kindle, Nook)

V20 Dark Ages: Cainite Conspiracies (Kindle, Nook)

Chronicles of Darkness: Strangeness in the Proportion (Kindle, Nook)

Vampire: The Requiem: Silent Knife (Kindle, Nook)

Mummy: The Curse: Dawn of Heresies (Kindle, Nook)

    OUR SALES PARTNERS:

We’re working with Studio2 to get Pugmire out into stores, as well as to individuals through their online store. You can pick up the traditionally printed main book, the Screen, and the official Pugmire dice through our friends there!

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    Looking for our Deluxe or Prestige Edition books? Here’s the link to the press release we put out about how Onyx Path is now selling through Indie Press Revolution: http://ift.tt/1ZlTT6z

You can now order wave 2 of our Deluxe and Prestige print overrun books, including Deluxe Mage 20th Anniversary, and Deluxe V20 Dark Ages! And Screens…so many Screens!

And you can now order Pugmire: the book, the screen, and the dice! http://ift.tt/1pOsnTb

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Is a life of running and hiding a life worth living? We say yes. There’s always something between the running and the hiding, and those moments of grace make it all worthwhile.

The Huntsmen Chronicle Anthology is a perfect companion piece to Changeling: The Lost, 2nd Edition. These stories spin tales of the Lost, of those abducted and enslaved by fairies. Those who escaped, but whose captors will stop at nothing to find them. These fairies summon forth the Huntsmen, primordial hunters who understand nothing but pursuit and capture. The Huntsmen are unstoppable monsters, and the Lost can only look to each other for respite, rare comfort, and rarer trust.

The Hedge parts on Wednesday and you can get the Advance PDF of The Huntsmen Chronicle Fiction Anthology for Changeling: The Lost 2nd Edition at DTRPG.com!

        For over 20 years, the artists of Mage: The Ascension have conjured spirits and constructed hypertech that can transform reality on a whim.

Within this retrospective, those artists and images depict the ever-changing face of magick. From the debut edition to the twenty-first century, this book explores the people behind the pictures, the process of putting such books together, the story behind Mage’s Tarot iconography, and more.

Featuring the artwork of Echo Chernik, Joshua Gabriel Timbrook, Michael Gaydos, Mark Jackson, Leif Jones, Michael Kaluta, Steve Prescott, Alex Sheikman, Christopher Shy…and many, many more.

The Art of Mage: 20 Years and More has manifested on DTRPG in PDF and physical book PoD versions! Here: http://ift.tt/2iwP1Rr

      A Land Where Legends Walk

Drawing enthusiastically on Greek mythology, the revised and re-imagined Scarred Lands nonetheless retains its place as a modern fantasy RPG setting. This is a world shaped by gods and monsters, and only the greatest of heroes can expect to be counted among them. The most populous continent of Scarn, Ghelspad, plays host to vast unexplored regions, hides unsolved riddles from ancient cultures, and taunts adventures with the promise of undiscovered riches hidden among the ruins of older civilizations.

Yet the myths of the Scarred Lands are relatively recent events. The effects of the Titanswar still ripple through the world, and the heroines and villains of many of these stories are part of living memory, if not still living.

The Award-Winning Fantasy Setting Returns

Scarred Lands has been a favorite fantasy setting since the release of the Creature Collection for the d20 System in 2000. In subsequent years, over 40 titles were published for Scarred Lands, making it one of the most fully supported fantasy RPG settings ever and the premiere product line of Sword & Sorcery Studios.

Available in both 5th Edition and Pathfinder compatible versions! PDF and PoD formats available NOW!

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  Heroes, Villains, and Others in Between! 

This tome is a revision of the original book by the same title, originally published for use with 3rd edition rules for the world’s most popular roleplaying game. In this revised edition of The Wise & the Wicked, all the same characters have returned (and we’ve added some new ones, too!), for use with the Scarred Lands Player’s Guide. 

Champions of Gods and Titans 

The Wise & the Wicked introduces a rogue’s gallery of the Scarred Lands’ movers and shakers, characters who carry out the will of the gods or the fallen titans. These non-player characters can be friends, enemies, or simply convenient resources for the player characters in your game.

Inside, find villains such as King Virduk of Calastia, the Black Dragon, along with his wife, the beautiful (and black-hearted) Queen Geleeda; the Grand Vizier to King Virduk, the wicked warrior-mage Anteas; and the sinister general of Virduk’s northern armies, Archduke Traviak the Steel-Fisted. At the other end of the spectrum, meet the gracious Lady Ariniel, the Swan Knight, champion of Madriel; Kimer the Shatterer, bearer of the Earth Sword of Scarn and tenacious foe of the titanspawn of the north; and King Thain the Just, the Aleking, ruler of Burok Torn. And many others beside!

Here you’ll find a fascinating compendium of characters from the Scarred Lands, but easily transported into campaigns set elsewhere. In addition, find multiple appendices full of new magic items and artifacts, class archetypes and prestige classes, new feats, new creatures and races, and more.

Available in Pathfinder and 5th Edition versions! PDF and PoD formats available NOW!

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          From out of the Dreaming, the C20 Jumpstart: Yours To Keep PDF and PoD are now live on DTRPG.com: http://ift.tt/2fmlF3s

There is magic hiding everywhere. You just need to know where to look.

You are a changeling, a faerie soul hiding in a mortal body, fighting the chill of Nightmares and the oppressive weight of Banality with the pure creative power of Glamour. You have lived many lives, but the story of this one? It outshines them all.

In this hidden world, knights in steel and leather clash sword to sword outside the homecoming dance, dragons fly between skyscrapers, and fantastic castles rise from suburban lawns. A world of magic, intrigue, and adventure, and now that your fae side has awakened, it’s your world too.

“Yours to Keep” includes a rules and setting overview, as well as pre-generated characters and a complete introductory scenario for Changeling: The Dreaming 20th Anniversary Edition. It’s perfect for jumpstarting a new Changeling chronicle!

    The PDF and PoD versions of C20 are now on DriveThruRPG.com: http://ift.tt/2w4Eq2m

Twenty years ago, White Wolf published Changeling: the Dreaming, the fifth of their promised five game-lines that together comprised the World of Darkness. Seen by some as a lighter, more fantasy-based setting in the modern-day, and by others as the darkest game White Wolf had yet created, players had to face the question of what happens once creativity and magic fades from their world.

This 20th Anniversary Edition of Changeling: the Dreaming returns to that deceptively bright yet terrifying world and both compiles and completes the concepts of the previous two editions. Led by veteran White Wolf and Onyx Path developer “Blackhat” Matt McFarland, our writing team consists of longtime Changeling creators like Ian Lemke, Jackie Cassada, Nicky Rea, and Peter Woodworth, as well as familiar names such as John Snead, Maggie Carrol, Matthew Dawkins, and Krister Michl. One and all are dedicated to making Changeling: the Dreaming Twentieth Anniversary Edition the most playable edition yet – while not losing the wonder, awe, and majesty that Changeling is known for.

A revised and up to date look at the World of Darkness through the eyes of the Kithain – what has happened to the Dreaming in the last 20 years, and what is the state of Glamour and dreams?

Rules for all of the kiths including in 2nd ed, plus fan favorites from other books: selkies, piskies, clurichaun, and both Arcadian and Concordian sidhe.

Rules for the Gallain: The inanimae, the hsien, the Nunnehi, and others!

An overhauled and reimagined system for fae magic, including new Arts and the powerful but dangerous practice of Unleashing!

New full-color beautiful artwork as well as classic Changeling illustrations including remastered full page pieces of the kiths by Tony Diterlizzi.

          Calling all Good Dogs! The Pugmire Core Rulebook PDF is now available on DTRPG.com!

http://ift.tt/2wAaAp3

And the actual physical book, screen, and dice, are available to order on the IPR and Studio2 websites!

Studio2: http://ift.tt/2w0aaEW

          What dark secrets do the eldest vampires hold? Find out in Thousand Years of Night for Vampire: The Requiem! Advance PDF version available now on DriveThruRPG.com. http://ift.tt/2sV8lZR

You may think that with a multitude of people coming, going, dying and running away, we’d be tired, done, or ready to give up. Instead, I find myself restless, looking for the next thing.  There’s always a next thing, and I for one am not yet ready to die.

– Elder Kincaid, Daeva Crone

This book includes:

• Detailed instructions on creating elder vampires, including how to base chronicles around them

• A look into the lives of elders, how they spend their nights, who they work with, and why including their roles in both their clans and covenants

• New Devotions, Merits, and Rituals for elder vampires

• The kinds of creatures that pose a threat to elder vampires, including Inamorata, Lamia, Sons of Phobos, a new elder conspiracy, and more!

          CONVENTIONS!

In November, we’ll be at Game Hole Con in Madison, WI. November 2-5: http://ift.tt/2xsOnuzMyself, Monica Valentinelli (Hunter: the Vigil 2e, Dark Eras), Manda Collis (Exalted 3e), Scott Holden (Scarred Lands), Matt M McElroy (Operations Manager) and other folks from the OPP crew will be there!

  Also in November, the Onyx Path crew including Rich, Matt, Lisa, Neall, Dixie, and Meghan will be at the first ever PAX Unplugged in Philadelphia, November 17-19. http://ift.tt/2kBzmfv

  In December, Matthew Dawkins, Dave Brookshaw, and Eddy Webb are going to be at Dragonmeet in London. https://www.dragonmeet.co.uk/ Expect plenty of playful class warfare as these three mix it up, represent Onyx Path, and generally redefine the term “hooligans”.

  Planning ahead for 2018, we’re heading back to Midwinter Game Convention in Milwaukee, January 11-14, where we’re going to be bringing a big crew of many of your favorite Onyx Path designers and we’ll be running demos and making some special announcements at the show!  http://midwintergamingconvention.com

    And now, the new project status updates!

DEVELOPMENT STATUS FROM ROLLICKING ROSE (projects in bold have changed status since last week):

First Draft (The first phase of a project that is about the work being done by writers, not dev prep)

M20 Gods and Monsters (Mage: the Ascension 20th Anniversary Edition)

M20 Book of the Fallen (Mage: the Ascension 20th Anniversary Edition)

C20 Novel (Jackie Cassada) (Changeling: the Dreaming 20th Anniversary Edition)

Monarchies of Mau (Monarchies of Mau)

Deviant: The Renegades (Deviant: The Renegades)

  Redlines

Hunter: the Vigil 2e core (Hunter: the Vigil 2nd Edition)

They Came From Beneath the Sea! Rulebook (TCFBtS!)

  Second Draft

WoD Ghost Hunters (World of Darkness)

Tales of Good Dogs – Pugmire Fiction Anthology (Pugmire)

Exalted 3rd Novel by Matt Forbeck (Exalted 3rd Edition)

Night Horrors: The Tormented (Promethean: The Created 2nd Edition)

Kithbook Boggans (Changeling: the Dreaming 20th Anniversary Edition)

  Development

Signs of Sorcery (Mage: the Awakening Second Edition)

SL Ring of Spiragos (Pathfinder – Scarred Lands 2nd Edition)

Ring of Spiragos (5e – Scarred Lands 2nd Edition)

Scion: Origin (Scion 2nd Edition)

Scion: Hero (Scion 2nd Edition)

Trinity Continuum Core Rulebook (The Trinity Continuum)

Trinity Continuum: Aeon Rulebook (The Trinity Continuum)

GtS Geist 2e core (Geist: the Sin-Eaters Second Edition)

The Realm (Exalted 3rd Edition)

  WW Manuscript Approval:

  Editing:

Ex Novel 2 (Aaron Rosenberg) (Exalted 3rd Edition)

Pugmire Pan’s Guide for New Pioneers (Pugmire)

Dragon-Blooded (Exalted 3rd Edition)

  Post-Editing Development:

W20 Changing Ways (Werewolf: the Apocalypse 20th Anniversary Edition)

Changeling: the Lost 2nd Edition, featuring the Huntsmen Chronicle (Changeling: the Lost 2nd Edition)

DtD Night Horrors: Enemy Action (Demon: the Descent)

  Indexing:

    ART DIRECTION FROM MIRTHFUL MIKE:

In Art Direction

Cavaliers of Mars – Need to figure out new art budget and I’ll get to contracting that.

W20 Changing Ways

Ex3 Monthly Stuff

Scion Origins

Ring of Spiragos

Book of Freeholds

DtD Enemy Action

Changeling: the Lost 2 – Artists are arting.

Trinity Continuum – Splats for core book with Mr Jones, prepping multi-cover single piece of artwork for illustrator.

  Marketing Stuff

  In Layout

Beast PG

Pugmire/Scarred Lands Community Content

VtR Half Damned 

Pentex Indoctrination Manual 

  Proofing

Ex 3 Arms of the Chosen – Second proof going out to devs today.

Wraith 20 – Waiting on layout proof notes from RichD.

M20 Cookbook – At WW for approval.

Becket’s Jyhad Diary – At WW for approval.

C20 Ready Made Characters – Second proof going out today.

  At Press

Beckett Screen – Shipped to shipper.

Scarred Land PGs & Wise and the Wicked PF & 5e – On a boat to the US. PDF and PoD physical book versions on sale at DTRPG.

VTR: Thousand Years of Night – Waiting for PoD proofs.

Changeling: the Dreaming 20th Anniversary Edition (Changeling: the Dreaming 20th Anniversary Edition) – Deluxe Edition cover and Screen in the works. Full proof sheets arriving tomorrow.

CtL Huntsmen Chronicle Anthology PDF – Advance PDF going on sale Wednesday.

Pugmire Trick, Condition, and Initiative Cards – PoD proofs ordered.

V20DA Jumpstart – Errata phase.

Prince’s Gambit – Errata phase.

  TODAY’S REASON TO CELEBRATE: It’s Weird Al’s birthday! You ever notice how many of his song stylin’s are about food? I Love Rocky Road, Eat It, My Bologna – the list goes on.

[santafeanmagazine]

Saturday February 9, 5 pm Cancer Foundation for New Mexico’s Sweetheart Auction

The 14th annual Sweetheart Auction, to benefit the Cancer Foundation for New Mexico, has become one of Santa Fe’s biggest charity events with attendance expected to top 800. The fundraiser supports important patient services and programs and provides nearly 50 percent of the  revenue needed to provide these critical services. Catering for the dinner, including a decadent dessert buffet, is provided by Peas ‘n’ Pod. Complimentary wine and beer are available. The live and silent auctions offer dinners with local celebrities, artwork, jewelry, exotic trips to foreign and domestic destinations, and more.—Jervon Perkins

Sweetheart Auction, February 9, 5 pm, $100, Santa Fe Community Convention Center, 201 W Marcy, cffnm.org

Photography by Caitlin E. Jenkins

The Sweetheart Auction raises funds for critical support services for cancer patients. Lavish live and silent auctions feature art, travel, dining, and more.

[letlancelive]

The real reason Keith got kicked out of the garrison

((he was showing off for his crush))

klance 800 words

“Cadet! What the hell do you think you’re doing?!”

Iverson’s voice crackled over the speaker. Keith smirked and pushed violently down into the controllers. The ship shuddered and sped down the desert path, away from the shocked cargo pilots, raking up a cloud of dust in his wake. Keith gave out a whoop as he pulled the controllers to his chest, practically ripping them from their sockets. The ship flew up towards the sky and clouds, making a nearly 90-degree angle from the ground. Keith’s head was crushed against the leather chair. He smiled uncontrollably. The pilot quickly jerked the gear and smashed down the foot pedal. The ship floated in mid-air for a moment.

“Kogane! Answer me!”

Keith flushed, remembering the people watching him down below. Granted, this was all going according to plan, but sue him for getting a little nervous under the spotlight. Keith cleared his voice and grinned at the speaker.

“Just putting on a show for the cargo pilots, sir.”

Without waiting for another angry reply, Keith raced the ship forwards, looping around the clouds in an outrageously frivolous fashion. Keith laughed as the ship swirled around the sky. At least his last day at the Garrison would be his best.

A giant white cloud enveloped the ship, obscuring it completely from the crowd. Everyone below waited silently, squinting at the sky, searching for the rogue pilot. After a couple moments held in bated breath, a small dot of gray blossomed from the white. Someone shouted and pointed. Everyone stood on their tiptoes, trying to gain a better view. The speck soon grew in size, growing into the small shitty plane. The small shitty plane that obviously did not deserve this sort of treatment. But there Kogane was- racing the ship towards the-

“HE’S GONNA CRASH!”

It was falling fast, like a drop of rain, one path, one mission. All of the cargo pilots panicked, racing away from the impending vehicle. 

Well, all the cargo pilots except one.

Lance scoffed. Kogane doesn’t crash. Wasn’t his style. Crashing was Lance’s thing.

Lance ignored the yells and shouts surrounding him, calling him to run- to get out of the way- move, dammit! But Lance remained stationary, arms crossed, eyebrow raised, just daring Kogane to fuck up.

The ship continued speeding directly towards the ground, directly towards Lance… almost as if the ship was aiming for Lance. A game of chicken. Who would pussy out first? It damn well wasn’t going to be Lance. And it sure as hell wasn’t going to be Keith. The ship rocketed from the sky, the air shifting and whirling around the cargo pilot. Just as he could feel the heat from the engine hit his face, just as the last-last second passed, just as Lance realized his mistake and squeezed his eyes shut, the ship pulled up and skidded to a halt.

The small shitty plane sighed, dropping like dead weight to the ground next to Lance. Steam curled around its metal shell, hissing as the door to the pod wrecked open.

Wobbling, still high off of the flight, Keith fell out, laughing. Lance fought off the smile that threatened to show, his entire mind yelling out Showoff! Showoff! He’s just a showoff! ignoring the small piece of him that quietly whispered back But wasn’t he just absolutely brilliant?

Keith glanced up and smiled blearily at Lance, grinning as he processed how stupidly fantastic that had been. Keith relived the last few moments of the flight over and over in his mind. Lance. Only Lance would stand down a speeding aircraft, daring him, egging him on. Lance just stared back, completely impassive- his only tell being the light pink dusting his cheeks. It was Keith’s last chance, and he still couldn’t tell if Lance was impressed. Dammit.

Their eyes met. A split second of drinking up the shock that hit Keith, a small clench in his stomach before Keith could feel his face flush and his heart beat against his ribcage. Lance swallowed, eyes wide staring back at Keith. 

It was all worth it if he could keep Lance’s attention a moment longer.

Whipping him back into reality, Iverson yanked Keith back away from the dying machine and the gorgeous boy, yelling about expulsion and so on. Just as he was about to be tugged out of sight, away from the cargo pilots, away from Lance, Keith glanced back, searching the faces.

Lance was glaring at Iverson, his face flushed angry, fists clenched at his sides. Keith could feel his mouth tug back into a smirk. That settled it.

With a small last burst of confidence, Keith ripped himself out of Iverson’s grip. He ran back towards the crowd of pilots and waved the keys over his head.

“Round two?!” He shouted at the cadets… or really one cadet in particular.

Keith jumped back into the ship and started the engine, his mind racing with ideas.

If Lance wasn’t impressed with that last show, just wait till he saw this.

((this was originally for a much longer fic but who knows when i’d actually write that))

[800silentpod]

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[800phonepod]

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Introduction:

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Introduction:

In the bustling world of office design, soundproof pods have emerged as indispensable tools for fostering productivity and focus in the workplace. But what are these pods made of, and how do their materials contribute to their soundproofing capabilities? Join us as we unravel the mysteries behind soundproof pod materials and discover what you need to know to create a serene and productive workspace. Explore the innovative solutions offered by 800Phonepod, the Leading Silent Pod and booth suppliers and Installation Services Provider in Dubai, UAE and transform your workplace today.

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One of the most common materials used in soundproof pod construction is polyester cotton material, also known as acoustic foam. This specialized foam is highly effective at absorbing sound waves, preventing them from bouncing off hard surfaces and causing reverberation. By incorporating acoustic foam into pod walls and ceilings, manufacturers can significantly reduce noise levels and create a more peaceful environment for occupants.

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In addition to acoustic foam, soundproof pods often feature specialized acoustic fabric coverings. These fabrics are designed to further enhance sound absorption while providing a sleek and stylish aesthetic. Acoustic fabric comes in various colors and textures. Designers can customize soundproof pods to match each workspace’s unique needs.

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[bosstoaster]

Sorry about my request not working out, hope your writing is going well though! #25 seemed like something Matt would say, would you be willing to write some Shatt? I live for that stuff :)

(Wondering what this is?  This is the 800 Followers Special!  Find out more here.  These requests are now closed.  Don’t wanna see these because there’s a lot of them coming over the next couple of weeks?  Blacklist ‘800 Followers Special’.  Hate reading on Tumblr?  These will be going on AO3 as ‘This Paradox Place’ a couple of days after posting.  Thanks to Xagrok for betaing!)

This town isn’t big enough for the both of us. Let’s run away together! (Let’s join a street gang! Is NASA recruiting?)

Shiro glanced back at Matt, lips pulled down.  “You okay?”

“Unclear.  Please try again later.”  Matt’s eyes were dark and his face nearly expressionless as he ran his fingers down Shiro’s bare back.  This time, the touch was clinical, rather than intimate.  Or, it was supposed to be, but Matt wasn’t doing much with the actual bandaging and checking.  Instead, he was just looking.

Frankly, it was starting to get unnerving.

“How later is later?  Because I could use an answer now.”

Matt finally met his gaze and took a deep breath.  “I’ll be okay.  It’s nothing I haven’t seen on you before.  Or on Katie, or Keith, or Lance or Hunk.  Just another collection of bruises, not even worth shoving you in the pods for.”

This was such an unusual mood that Shiro turned around frowning at him.  “What we do is dangerous,” he agreed. “But it’s for the good of the-”

“Nope, do not.”  Matt jabbed a finger into Shiro’s chest.  “Don’t give me that crap.  I don’t want to hear your ‘the universe needs us’ bull right now.”

Rubbing the spot Matt had hit, Shiro frowned.  “What else am I supposed to say?”

Matt rolled his eyes.  “How about ‘you’re absolutely right, Matt, we’ve already given years of our lives for this and we don’t need to keep doing this indefinitely.  This castle is too small for us, let’s roll out.’”

The entire tirade only made Shiro lean back, brow furrowed.  “I don’t sound like that.”

Matt threw up his hands.  “That’s what you have to say?”

“I don’t know what else to say.”  Shiro shook his head, still baffled.  “You’ve never... you want us to give up?  The universe needs Voltron.  We’re it.”

Huffing, Matt fell back on the bed, eyes closed.  “It doesn’t have to be you,” he replied, then held up a hand before Shiro could speak.  “If you try and explain the stupid lion bond to me again I’m going to kick you in the nipple.”

“Ow.  Please don’t.  Explanation rescinded.”  Shiro sighed and settled down next to Matt, throwing one arm over him.  “I’m sorry.  I know it’s hard to see, and it doesn’t help that you’re handling a lot of our minor injuries.  But I don’t want to leave, Matt.  This is.. There’s nothing in the universe that’s going to suit me as well as being a paladin.  Even if I still worry about the job I do, it’s... it’s like I build up the perfect career for it without even knowing.”

Matt crinkled his nose.  “Fate talk also gets you kicked.”

Nipping his shoulder, Shiro snorted.  “I’ll just stand up and you won’t be able to reach anywhere.”  But before Matt could do more than bristle, Shiro leaned over to press a kiss to his cheek.  “Thank you for putting up with me.  Maybe instead of running off to... I dunno, defect to become a space pirate crew or something, we just... I’ll talk to Allura about taking a day or two, and we can hide out and give everyone some time.  And you and I can disappear in the castle for a bit and not worry about anything else.”

Matt was silent, then he finally turned over to face Shiro.  “That might help,” he admitted softly.  “I just need some time where I see you whole, for a change.”

“I am whole,” Shiro replied.  “Bruises and cuts don’t make me broken.”

Wincing, Matt nodded.  “Yeah, fair point.  Just... yeah.  I get you don’t exactly schedule this stuff, but if we got some time, I’d appreciate that.”

Shiro pressed a kiss to his forehead.  “I’ll do my best.”  Then he reached over to cup his cheek.  “This castle should be big enough to keep us occupied for a couple of days.  Or at least isolated enough that they can’t find us without tracking my suit.  That’d be nice.  No interruptions.”

“I still say I can just ignore them and keep going,” Matt replied playfully, but he turned to press a kiss to the palm of Shiro’s hand.  “Yeah.  Just barely big enough.  For now.  Someday it won’t be, and then I’ll kidnap you and your lion and your slippers and we’ll spend some time anywhere but this castle.”

Shiro smiled.  “Someday.  Baby steps.”  He let the silence hang, hand still resting warm and heavy on Matt’s cheek.  “Also, I’m bleeding on your bed.”

“Shit!”  Matt shot up and made a face.  “C’mon, I just washed those.  Get off, you damn sieve.  Let me patch you up for the millionth time.”

“And I love you for it,” Shiro replied.  “In general, too.”

“See?  A sieve.  Just leaking this sappy, sticky shit all over.  Quit it before I bandage your mouth shut too.”

Laughing, Shiro tilted his head.  “But then how will you kiss me?”

“I’ll kiss elsewhere.”

“Promise?”

“For you, Starshine?  Always.”

[tatauini-blog]

what i'm interested according to facebook ads topics

Feb 19th

i’ve downloaded my facebook data today and it was very interesting to kind of go back in time while looking at things i’ve done on my digital/social life since i’ve created an account (nov 2006).

These are the ads topics that i’m interested in according to my facebook data:

Youth Lagoon

Athletics at the Summer Olympics

Aventura

Home video game console

Hour

Solidarity

Escape pod

McSweeney's

Federal University of Rio de Janeiro

Public broadcasting

60 metres

Vivo (telecommunications)

Guto Requena

Parsons School of Design

Artnet

Joan Cornellà

Table tennis at the Summer Olympics

Amazon Student

Vitis

Hammer throw

d3

Exame (magazine)

Humanities

Monologue

TV5Monde

AIESEC in Brazil

ClickBus

jerome jarre

A Mighty Girl

Baroque pop

Fernanda Lima

mofilm

Trama (mycology)

Simon & Garfunkel discography

Miles Davis

Observatório da Imprensa

Kelis

Badminton

Antônio Carlos Jobim

Tiny Furniture

Morgan Library & Museum

Weta Workshop

Motherboard

Torta

Goethe-Institut

Organism

Bamboo

BoA

Le Lis Blanc

Frank Ocean

Amy Poehler's Smart Girls

Quartz

Moringa

Latitude

Sketchbooks

Cutty Sark (whisky)

Flea

Totem

StreetArtGlobe

Independent record label

scarface

Funhouse

Republic

Panda (band)

Aion (Japanese band)

Road

Lisbon

Jinx (DC Comics)

Artforum

Hugo Weaving

The Creators Project

Brilliant.org

Degustation

Hostel (2005 film)

Mystery film

Livery

Planá (Tachov District)

Consortium

Simon & Garfunkel

Launch vehicle

Secret NYC

Exame

Nerds (candy)

childish gambino

Braun (company)

Deception Point

médicos sem fronteiras

H2 (TV network)

Tropicália

Workers' Party (Brazil)

Tisch School of the Arts

Zine

Governors Ball Music Festival

Printed Matter, Inc

WeWork

HuffPost Women

Andre (band)

Smot (chanting)

Decriminalization

Vine (service)

Garance Doré

Meta, Campania

MIT Media Lab

Taste of Cinema

New York University School of Law

Pole vault

Anthology film

Coconut Records (musician)

Frequency

Levant

Sensacionalista

Special effect

Artist-in-residence

Navigation

Bananal, São Paulo

States of Brazil

1900 Summer Olympics

Steering wheel

IEEE Standards Association

revista piauí

Pro Evolution Soccer

romantic comedies

D-A-D

the cool hunter

Flux

Getty Images

HuffPost Brasil

René Aubry

Kizomba

Knot (unit)

Palestine Liberation Organization

King Krule

Room

New Art Dealers Alliance (NADA)

Thread (computing)

Kite

News magazine

Rozendaal

Lincoln Center

SOS

Sigur Rós

Urbanus

Steeplechase (athletics)

Romário

Shaivism

Gilberto Gil

Museum of the Moving Image (New York City)

Olympic medal

Sochi

Formigueiro

2016 Summer Olympics

Landform

Tijuca

Arte

Dream pop

Opala .

Orquestra Voadora

Forum for Urban Design

Móveis Coloniais de Acaju

Fair

History of Europe

800 metres

Marcus Junius Brutus the Younger

Illuminated manuscript

Sociedade Brasileira para o Progresso da Ciência

Financial Times Global 500

Moog Music Inc.

The Intercept

Democratic Labour Party (Brazil)

Bossa nova

Western Europe

Rio, I Love You

Rama

Freak folk

Epic film

Protest

Psychedelic pop

New York University Graduate School of Arts and Science

Extremis

guardian

Mediterranean Sea

Operating system

El Hormiguero

Swimming at the 2000 Summer Olympics

Araucaria angustifolia

Shot put

Helianthus

Dr. Martens

Extended play

Nectar

Ariel Pink

do bem™

Breakfast at Tiffany's (film)

Plastic

Blake Edwards

2020 Summer Olympics

Laurus nobilis

London Organising Committee of the Olympic and Paralympic Games

Queremos

Carl Linnaeus

Selectism

Megaforce Records

Nike Soccer

Giorgio Moroder

Moog synthesizer

Chitty Chitty Bang Bang

400 metres hurdles

Portmanteau

Dance-punk

Prix Ars Electronica

enlace

The Awl

CreativeApplications.Net

DOS

Glossary of musical terminology

Jout Jout Prazer

Sensationalism

Rosin

100 metres

República

Marshmallow

void

Rodrigo Hilbert

Tank (magazine)

Deborah Colker

Fundação Estudar

Música popular brasileira

IEEE Electromagnetic Compatibility Society

AIESEC

Rio (2011 film)

Casablanca

Quentin Tarantino Movies

Cactus

CRESCER E VIVER

Brooklyn Museum

100 metres at the Olympics

Lego The Lord of the Rings (video game)

Beach House (album)

Helianthus annuus

Noisey

Infinitum

Nova (TV series)

Common quail

NOO

Woody Allen

Hudson River

Award

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Evil Overlords Have Feelings Too - Part 2

by Jenifer Irwin Part 2 "Hah! Take that, ya useless aliens!" Robotnik cackled as another rocket blasted an enemy UFO to pieces, twisted metal raining down around the Steel Snake as it soared through the wreckage. High above the earth, saucer-like spacecraft swarmed the odd serpentine vehicle, shooting at it only to miss most of the time due to its speed and flexibility.

"Arashi, 5 o'clock!" he exclaimed, sensing the approaching UFO. The woman next to him swiveled the seat to face almost completely backwards, firing a rocket at the other vehicle and blowing it to smithereens. She grinned as she turned to face forward again, shooting at yet another vehicle that zipped by. The Steel Snake took a sudden downward dive, although Robotnik knew that'd be a mistake. He was out to confuse and baffle the enemy, however, and the results couldn't be so bad... wellll, ok, maybe it could. Both of the occupants turned green and groaned with nausea. After all, no matter how much you've driven high tech machines of destruction, your stomach is never going to get used to going in one direction while the rest of your body is suddenly jerked downward at 800 miles an hour. Especially not 15 minutes after a large breakfast. Miraculously, they managed to keep from painting the inside of the pod with the morning meal, and Arashi put a hand on Robotnik's arm. "Don't ever do that again," she said, gasping slightly for breath. "Oh, trust me, I won't," he replied, firing a rocket at a UFO, but it missed. Having to consume your food a second time to keep from losing it would affect anyone's aim. The UFOs around them all stopped shooting for some strange reason. Robotnik and Arashi briefly paused, wondering what was going on, before one craft after another began to hurtle towards them, kamikaze-style, attempting to smash into the pod on the Steel Snake's back that the humans were riding in. "Hold your gut, this could get bumpy," Robotnik said, knowing that mere shooting wasn't going to take care of 5 large UFOs screaming towards the pod at once. The entire Steel Snake began thrashing wildly about, slamming enemy craft in half with its tail or knocking them away with enough damage to prevent them from ever doing anything right again. Arashi grunted a few times as the snake lurched about, threatening to pull her through her restraining belt no matter how good quality it was. "You had the right idea with these racing harnesses," she said loudly over the sound of explosions, reaching up to tighten the harness a bit. The Steel Snake's head darted around, snapping a UFO up in its mouth and flinging it away while tail-smacking another one downward, sending it blazing towards the earth. Citizens watched on television as satellites took live footage of the battle, amazed at the destructive power that this one man was able to create. They began to wonder how, through all those years, a hedgehog and a fox were able to stop Robotnik, up until his new friend arrived and instilled enough common sense, and perhaps confidence, in him for him to just finally kill Sonic with no real ceremony when he had the chance. The citizens--who were left after world takeover, anyway--thanked their lucky stars that they weren't part of the dead majority who resisted when the evil genius began his unstoppable campaign. Strangely enough, after he actually took over, things weren't so bad... probably because he just got bored, since he had it all now. They never thought they'd be thanking him for defending their lives against another enemy... on second thought, this was probably just another excuse for him to blow stuff up. ** The intense battling dulled Robotnik and Arashi's awareness of anything around it, and they didn't notice the giant mother ship that now loomed nearby. The leader of the entire alien army peered closely at the occupants of the single craft that was destroying all of his troops. "The human male is grotesquely fat... Zork, what is with these humans and their increasing obesity? I thought we brainwashed enough of them into becoming health nuts long ago. I want graceful, healthy people to watch! If I wanted to observe fat people I'd just watch the hippopotami on the Serengeti!" the alien leader grumbled. Zork shook his head slightly. "Sir, I think we've got more to worry about with that guy other than the fact that he's eaten one too many candy bars. Watch him a little more closely. And the girl, too. Do you notice anything strange about them... regarding how the craft is moving?" The leader, Takar, watched a little more intently, temporarily disabling all senses but sight as he enhanced his vision. Zork was right... something wasn't... where were the flight controls? His senses returning to normal, Takar gasped. "The humans... they've found a way to build mind-controlled machines!? Zork, we engineered that possibility out of their genes long ago!? What happened!?" "I think he's a mutation, sir." "He better NOT have had any children!" "I don't think any woman could ever be that desperate, sir." "Whatever. I want him--alive! And... 'prepared.'" ** "No more games, fat man," a strange voice floated through Robotnik's head, distracting him momentarily. A UFO smashed into his side of the pod, shattering all over the place, but luckily the pod held up. Arashi gasped as a field of energy surrounded the Steel Snake. "What the..." On televisions across the world, people watched, stunned, as the Steel Snake was slowly dragged on a tractor beam up toward the mother ship. No matter how hard the snake's jets burned, it couldn't even budge from the beam. An air lock opened up on the mother ship and swallowed up the Snake along with all the other alien craft, and it was silent. ** The struggle with the Steel Snake inside the ship was harder than the aliens expected. It thrashed madly about, smashing aliens that it didn't snap up and swallow whole, blowing the walls of the indoor hangar away with rockets. Two aliens managed to grab the snake's nose and tail with remote-controlled tractor beams, stretching the vehicle out taut across the hangar. It was pulled so tightly that it couldn't even twitch, but Robotnik and Arashi refused to give up, continuing to fire rockets all over the place. Through cameras attached to the aliens that were swarming around inside the hangar, Takar watched the destruction and sighed. "Zork, remind me to never allow human IQ to go above 150 or human determination and willpower to... exist." "Well, sir, it's an entertaining show, is it not?" "It probably would be, but... I thought the good guys always got limited ammo? They should have run out by now." "They're actually bad guys in the entire scheme of things, sir. Bad guys always have infinite ammo until the one moment where its existence is more crucial than anything... at which point it all evaporates, or the launching mechanisms malfunction, or something along those lines." "Can we engineer a premature One Crucial Moment?" "I'm afraid not, sir." Takar sighed. For hours, Robotnik and Arashi continuously fired rockets at anyone who approached their ship. She glanced over at him at one point and asked, "Hey, Ivo, are you okay?" He looked as if he were in a great deal of pain, and he suddenly let his hands drop from the triggers of the dual rocket launchers. "I can't shoot anymore... Why, why does my Carpal Tunnel Syndrome have to act up NOW!?" He whined in agony as he rocked back and forth slightly, clutching his right wrist, which was in the most pain. Try as she might, Arashi couldn't hold off all of the aliens by herself, especially since she couldn't shoot in the directions that Robotnik could. The aliens managed to jump up on his side of the pod and pry it open. Arashi still refused to give up, grabbing a laser gun out of the holster on Robotnik's hip and starting to shoot furiously at the green men who had climbed onto the pod. She shrunk back slightly, ceasing fire as the ones who were shot didn't even get scratched. "Oh, please, we evolved an immunity to laser fire a long time ago," one of the aliens said boredly, dragging her out of the pod and taking the gun away. "Use a tractor beam on him, there's no way we're going to be able to lift him out by ourselves," someone said, and the aliens pulled Robotnik out of the pod in the recommended fashion. The two humans' belongings were confiscated and they were led handcuffed through several corridors. One of the aliens leading Robotnik turned to his partner and said, "Hmm, Zork said we needed to... 'prepare' this man, right?" The partner nodded, realizing he had forgotten, and said, "Alright, this way," to Robotnik as they started to lead him down a separate corridor. "Wait a minute... 'Prepare!?' What are you talking about? Where are you taking him!?" Arashi yelled worriedly, wondering what they were going to do with her evil genius hero. The aliens that were leading her snickered and said, "You'll see, you'll see," as they took her to a holding cell. They had to restrain her as they injected her with a powerful sleeping agent, then locked her in the cell and left. ** The next morning, Arashi woke up slowly, taking at least a half hour to fight off the lingering affects of whatever they injected her with the day before. She sat up slowly, rubbing her eyes for a while. Upon opening them, she screamed in shock. This caused Robotnik to stir, and he took quite a while to wake up too before sitting up on the cot across the cell from Arashi's. He felt kind of strange. Blinking through bleary eyes, he glanced over at her, puzzled at the shocked expression frozen on her face. "What?" Getting no response, he reached up to scratch an itch on the back of his neck. That was odd. He actually had a neck. Looking down at himself, he screamed too. "I have FEET!?!?" The doctor stood up, holding his arms out to his sides as he twisted around, looking at himself. He was... thin. He was correctly proportioned. What had they done to him!? "What in the world..." he muttered to himself, amazed. "They even got my clothes cut down to the right fit..." He looked up at Arashi, who still looked dumbfounded. She glanced at the hallway behind him through the bars, hearing footsteps. Having heard the screams, a pair of aliens were heading down the corridor to find out what was going on and take the humans to Takar. "What seems to be the problem?" one of the aliens asked when they reached the cell. "Oh... nothing," Robotnik said, dusting his coat off. His appearance was changed so much by the loss of all the fat that he was probably barely recognizable, but on the other hand, he'd never felt so fit in his life. Besides the fact, he could just eat his way back to obesity later. "Well, then, come along," the alien said, opening the cell and grabbing the two, leading them down the hallway and out of the cell block. They were taken through several more corridors and into the heart of the ship, where a large door opened to reveal a grand chamber. Within the chamber was a throne, several control panels, desks, bookcases, a snack bar and a few tables with chairs. A very important-looking alien turned from a large window to look at Robotnik and Arashi. "Ah. Excellent. They prepared you quite well. You're going to be much more tolerable to talk to... I can't stand fat people." He walked over calmly, arms folded within his robes, and circled the humans, eyeing them appraisingly. They got a good, long look at one of these aliens for the first time as they looked back at him. This race of aliens was roughly the same height as Robotnik, and had elegant appearances, light green skin, and looked more or less human. They also had a distinct British accent. "I'm Takar, Ykrian Leader. You two would be?" the leader asked. "Emperor Ivo Robotnik and Empress Arashi Codiv," Robotnik answered, arrogantly. Arashi nudged him hard in the ribs. Now wasn't the time to be arrogant. "I... see," Takar said, seeming suddenly worried for some reason. He poked Robotnik in the chest, saying, "You... haven't had any children, have you?" "I must have a pretty high tolerance for pain if I managed that, because I don't remember anything of the sort, no," the doctor replied, snickering. He winced slightly as Arashi jammed her elbow into his side again. Takar sighed and shook his head. "On to what I really brought you in here for... I've noticed, Robotnik, that you managed to create a vehicle that's controlled by mind power alone... tell me, how did you do this?" Robotnik thought for a moment, then replied, "I'll tell you if you'll leave my planet alone." Arashi stood silently, hoping Takar would agree. If the aliens didn't know how to do such things and were trying to get the knowledge from Robotnik... well, no telling what they'd end up doing with it. She then wondered, amusedly, who Earth would distrust more with the knowledge--Robotnik or the aliens? Irritated suddenly, the alien drew a very advanced-looking laser gun on Robotnik. "No one attempts to bargain with me... Give me one good reason not to kill you right now." "Because there wouldn't be much of a story then, would there?" Takar lowered the gun swiftly, an even more irritated look on his face. "You have a point. Curse you. Of course, I may not be able to kill you--or, I'm assuming, your little cohort here--but I can do worse. Much worse." He grinned chillingly. "Do you realize, Mr. Robotnik, that--" "Dr. Robotnik," the mad scientist interrupted. "Dr. Robotnik, that I could suck the information out of your head if I wanted to? And do you realize how painful of a process that is? After all, even us aliens haven't been able to develop a program that can easily hack into the files of a man's very brain. And having live electrical wires stuck into your ears and nose usually doesn't sit well with most people. Not to worry, though, we keep them alive... barely. Now then, I've come up with a wonderful idea... I believe I'm going to remove all information that the common housefly isn't able to retain, then lower your IQ to a nice, stable... 2 or so. Then we won't have to worry about you anymore. How does that sound?" Robotnik looked over at Arashi, alarmed. She gulped loudly. "I'll give you two minutes to speak with your friend here before I turn him into a human vegetable," Takar said in a bored tone, turning to walk over and look out the window. He took a small device out of his pocket and started speaking into it in a low voice, too low for either of them to make out what he was saying. "Ivo, what are we going to do!?" Arashi asked worriedly, grabbing him by the arms. He looked around, mumbling, "I'm not sure, but I do know one thing--this is going to be a challenge. No inept guards, no vents to crawl through, nothing that Evil Overlords usually fail at..." "There has to be something! You can't just get your brains sucked out! It's not meant to be!" Takar turned around, frowning. "Wait a minute. You're psychic? Are you? Seriously?" He seemed worried. "Humans are gaining incredible abilities at an astonishing rate! Why has my army allowed this to happen!?" His paranoia was obvious. "No, I'm not psychic," Arashi said, fearful that he'd try to suck her brains out too. "I just... don't think... that you should do this to him." Several flying saucers began to descend to earth, seen through the window as Takar peered at Arashi with distrust. "Oh well. Carry on," he said, turning back towards the window. Arashi looked helplessly at Robotnik. "Come on... use that mind of yours, we gotta get out of here." The doctor shook his head slightly, saying in a lower voice, "I'll just have to see what develops." Takar turned around and said, "Alright, time's up, let's go," and started towards Robotnik. Arashi took a step forward and hugged the doctor abruptly. Predictably, he made no move to hug back. Evil Overlords, Especially Those Under Pressure And Trying To Be Macho, don't hug. "I'm gonna miss you, you know... you were my only real friend." Takar rolled his eyes in disgust. "Oh, how positively gushy. Come on, you old fool, let's get this over with," he said, grabbing Robotnik by the arm and pulling him away from Arashi, handing him over to two guards that showed up. "Suck'is brains out," he said, smirking, then turned to Arashi. "And you... I think you'd be excellent for producing the heir to my throne. Have to carry on the family line and continue terrorizing planets, you know. And it's not easy for the Ykrian race to reproduce, so we have to pick the best humans we can find..." He didn't know why, he didn't know how, but that sent Robotnik into a rage. "What!?" Somehow, he got the strength to break from the two guards' grip and race across the room at Takar, slamming into him. The sudden movement surprised everyone--the doctor had been able to outrun Sonic while fleeing, even when he was fat. He was even faster than that now, and had the alien leader on the floor instantly, pummeling him with his fists. "You're not gonna take my friend as your concubine! Die! Die! Die!" After some struggling, the guards managed to pull Robotnik off of a rather bruised Takar, who stood up, fuming. "Make sure the procedure is extra painful for our bald guest," the alien spat, glaring at Robotnik. He couldn't, however, stop himself from looking away a bit fearfully from the hateful glare that was returned. Arashi was dumbfounded as she watched the guards drag a struggling Robotnik away. She never thought that mere words about her would have made him explode like that. "I hope your heir kills you in your sleep! No, I hope he wakes you up and kills you SLOWLY! With a rusty spoon!" came the mad scientist's yell, echoing down the hall a few seconds later. "I believe I'm going to go watch this," Takar said, glancing at Arashi. "Do make yourself comfortable, because you're going to remain here for the rest of your life." He smiled a mocking smile and left the room, the door securely shutting behind him. A thorough examination of the room turned up absolutely no way out, and Arashi sat down on a chair helplessly. Very soon after, the screams began. Terrible screams. Pained, yet angry, shrieks that could only be those of Robotnik getting his brains sucked out through live electric wires. She put her face in her hands and tried very hard to keep from crying. Takar grinned in satisfaction as he watched the helpless scientist jerk back and forth, most movement restrained by tough leather straps that held him to the table. Sparks danced around his head, tearing primal screams of agony out of his lungs, but his expression never shifted to the true, submissive, helpless agony that most others' did. It just got more enraged. After several minutes, Takar realized that the two technicians sitting at the control panel had been getting increasingly more confused as time went on. Robotnik's expression kept getting fiercer, his screams more angry, though he was supposed to be too stupid to even notice the pain anymore a long time ago. "What's going on?" Takar asked, walking around towards the other two aliens. One of them started to speak with the nervous hesitation of a 15-year-old geek who has social difficulties. "Well, sir, we have a... problem... Uh... this program we bought, from Evil Aliens Inc... I-it's only compatible with Windows 98 or higher and... we never upgraded from 95 on this machine... Uh... it caused an illegal operation, and..." He looked at another screen, which read: "IQ: 532." And the number was rising. "540 IQ?!! YOU IDIOTS!" Takar screamed, pounding both of them into unconscious heaps before pulling the plug on the computer as Robotnik's IQ ticked just past 600. There was no telling what other than the IQ could have been enhanced or otherwise affected. "Curses! Enjoy your super-mind while you can, doctor, because I'm installing Windows 98 as soon as I can find a copy!" the alien snarled, storming out of the room and shouting as he hurried down the hallway. Arashi was sure Robotnik was a goner when she heard the pained screams stop, but then she heard the irritated yelling of Takar. "Get me a bloody copy of Windows 98! NOW! We've got a very dangerous individual on the ship, and for the record, it's not me for once!" he shouted. Arashi stood up and hurried to the door to listen to the commotion a little closer. "Sir! I found a copy!" "Excellent. Alright, let's install it! It's a good thing our machines can install these things so quickly..." About two minutes of silence passed. "WHERE'S THE BLOODY MANUAL!? STUPID REGISTRATION CODES ARE ALWAYS ON THE MANUAL!" Arashi couldn't help but start laughing. The sounds of rooms being ransacked for one little book were heard all over the base. The door she was standing next to opened suddenly and Takar practically walked over her as he headed for his throne and other furniture, pulling drawers completely out and dumping them on the floor as he searched furiously. Ah, the One Crucial Mistake of every antagonist had arrived for Takar. He left the door open. Arashi hurried out of the door and down the hallway where she'd heard Robotnik's screams. The aliens she passed by were too intent on finding that book to really notice her, and she slipped into the room quickly. There, stretched on a table and held with many straps, was Robotnik, panting heavily from the lingering agony of what he'd just gone through. Arashi quickly pulled the wires out of his ears and nose, wincing at his yelps of pain, then started unbuckling the straps and freeing him. He sat up slowly, trying to get his bearings as he glanced around. Even through his dark glasses, Arashi could see inspiration flash into Robotnik's eyes, and he quickly stood up, crossed the room and pressed the button that shut the door tightly. He grabbed one of the wires that they'd used on him and knelt down next to the door, very carefully inching the wire under it, sticking it up against the mechanisms that controlled the door's movement. Then he stood up and moved back over to the computer. "What are you doing...?" Arashi tilted her head, wondering how he had made it out of that ordeal with his mind intact. He grinned at her, picked up the power cord, shoved it into the wall outlet, and switched the computer on. The door made a few whining, sputtering noises, then shorted out. It could no longer be opened normally. Arashi sat up on the table, bewildered. "Why'd you trap us in here?" she asked worriedly, wondering if he'd just plain gone nuts instead of becoming a vegetable. He started ripping the computer apart, putting different parts in separate piles on the floor. "To keep them from getting in here before I'm done, of course," he said as he left the power supply of the machine intact, grabbing one of the live wires. Using the heat from the wire (and thanking his lucky stars that he made these special heat-resistant, non-conductive gloves long ago), Robotnik quickly reconstructed some of the chips and boards, then fused a bunch of the parts together into a device that was big enough to fit in his palm. All the while, the aliens were pounding at the reinforced door with a battering ram, trying to knock it down. Arashi looked worriedly at the door, which was starting to cave inward--just a few more minutes would see it wide open. Just a few more pieces and the device was finished. Robotnik dropped the wire, tapping a few keys on the front of the device. Suddenly, he disappeared and reappeared across the room, standing next to Arashi. She barely had time to blink before he grabbed her arm and pressed a few more buttons with his free hand, just as the door blew open and Takar burst into the room, manual in hand. "What the?!" he yelled, but not over Robotnik's triumphant laugh as the two humans disappeared in a brilliant flash of light. ** Tired of the same old failed world takeovers? Sick of that unlikely hero thwarting all your plans? Well, worry no more, Evil Overlords, the Steel Snake has arrived! Equipped with rocket launchers, bombs, and movement easily controlled by one's mind, you won't be disappointed. For a limited time only, the surgery to plant the chip in your head is FREE! Offervoidwhereprohibited.Freesurgerydoesnotincludeanasthesiaoranexperiencedsurgeon.EvilOverlordsIncisnotresponsibleforpersonalinjury,death,insanityoranythingelsethatmightbecausedbyyouusing,comingincontactwith,lookingat,thinkingabout,orbeingadistantrelativeofsomeonewhoownstheSteelSnake.Allrightsreservedandstuff. ** The hum of extreme amounts of energy filled the air just before Robotnik and Arashi flickered into existence in the kitchen of his base. He grinned evilly and pressed a button on his warping device, turning it off before he tucked it into his pocket. "Hey... what happened, I thought they sucked your brains out...?" Arashi asked, looking up at him in awe. "Quite the opposite, actually," he said as he dusted his hands off arrogantly. "Their computer malfunctioned and it actually doubled my IQ." He pulled a cell phone off of its recharging device on the wall and dialed something on it, then put it up to his ear and waited a moment. "Yes, Mr. Gates? I never thought I'd be saying this, but--thanks. You're part of the reason I'm not a half-dead pile of flesh who can no longer move or speak or realize he's even alive. What's that?" he asked, ambling back and forth a few paces as he talked. "A free copy of Windows XP? Thanks, but I'll pass. I like Windows 98. But you know, I'd -love- an autographed copy of Office 2000. That's, ah... Well, I don't really have a street. You know that giant floating hunk of metal over the Robotnik Mountains? Yes, the mountain range named after me? Send it to that base. Thanks!" He shut the phone off, chuckling to himself. "If only my hacked copy had the little robot office assistant, I wouldn't have had to ask for that." Arashi stared at him. "How did you know his number?" "I'm not entirely sure..." Robotnik tugged on his moustache idly, a little confused. They suddenly heard a gasp and a hauntingly familiar voice yell, "Egg--...man...!?" The two whirled towards the door. "What the!? Sonic!?!?" they yelled in unison. There stood Sonic, who took a slight step back and motioned for Tails to stay behind him. "Some aliens brought us back to life! I thought they said you were being held captive and getting your brains sucked out, not your fat!" Robotnik smirked. "It's impossible to suck out brains that are such high quality," he replied, snickering. "Oh, and don't you worry, the fat will return. I don't feel right," he said as he very slowly backed up towards the nearest counter drawers. "Now, I presume you're here looking for the chaos emeralds that I took off your corpse..." "Exactly," the hedgehog answered, a little suspiciously. "I'm surprised you decided to come to the kitchen to look," Robotnik said, backing up with a look of fear on his face since he was unarmed after transporting back from the alien ship. "I never thought anyone would be searching here... it's a pretty unlikely place, you know. But, you guessed right, because I do have one in here... I figured one would search in some forgotten room, like the gym room... But just don't attack me, and I'll hand it over," he said as he slowly opened a drawer and reached in, making it look like he was afraid and had intentions of getting an emerald as he searched around. Then he added, "Here it... oh, wait a second, look what I have," and very quickly pulled out a laser gun from the drawer, shooting Sonic and Tails through their heads in rapid succession. They slumped to the floor, death coming so quickly that neither of them felt a thing. Bet you thought this was going to be another long, drawn-out battle, didn't you? Well, ultra-geniuses who had their IQ recently doubled by a flaw in an aggressor's brain-sucking machine don't do long, drawn-out battles. "You've got good aim, you know," Arashi complimented, grinning. "Indeed," he replied matter-of-factly as he pondered. "The aliens are very unlikely to make it into the base. I don't really care about the rest of the world anymore. We'll rest here for a while and figure out what to do about these aliens... after I tend to my little problem." He looked over at the refrigerator with a sense of purpose. Arashi nodded, saying, "I'm going to go move the emeralds to another room, since you said where they were. Where should I put them?" "Put them in the toilet tank of the northwestern hemisphere of the base." Arashi thought about that for a minute. "That's a good idea," she mused, then ran off, stepping deftly over the two corpses in the doorway. ** "Now, let's see here... I need to pick the foods which are the most fattening, because I can only eat so much before I end up hurling all over the place," Robotnik mumbled thoughtfully to himself as he pushed containers of food aside in the refrigerator to examine other ones. Deciding this wasn't good enough, he called out a robot, told it what he wanted, and had it get to work. Arashi hurried into the kitchen a while later, saying, "Something... smells... GOOD!" Robotnik snickered a bit evilly as he started on the fifth slice of extremely fattening pizza sitting before him. The pizza was so big it was nearly hanging off the sides of the table. Arashi sat down and dug in, tearing off a slice and starting to eat. "Man, you really know how to live," she said. "One thing's for sure... I mighta cheered you on in killing Sonic and Tails, but I do have to thank them for bringing me here, at least." She turned towards the door, where the bodies still lay, and exclaimed cheerfully, "Thanks!" before going back to her feeding frenzy. "I suppose I should have them disposed of before they either start stinking up the place or they're brought back to life again. F300, incinerate them," Robotnik said, gesturing. The cleaning robot turned and headed towards the door, studiously carrying out its task, dragging the two animals away to the incinerator room. The cell phone, left on the counter, started to ring. Robotnik grabbed it nonchalantly and raised it to his ear as he pressed a button and asked, "Yeah?" Arashi listened curiously to the side of the conversation that she could hear. "Not now, I'm eating. No, I'm not going to come back for my ship. But, thank you for reminding me about it," Robotnik said, swallowing a bite of pizza whole. "No, you can't have Arashi! I don't care WHAT kind of truce you're offering, you can't have her!" Inspiration flashed over his face and he grinned evilly, shifting a bit and propping an elbow on the table. "I bet you're just jealous. You can't even get a female of your own race to even be friends with you, let alone be your Queen. And then some bald, fat slob easily gains a friend just for being diabolical. Is that what this is all about, Takar?" The doctor grinned continuously, and the alien on the other line was shouting profanities in his own language so loudly that even Arashi could hear it. "Whassa matter? Poor little alien is feeling lonely? Always having to make yourself look perfect just to have no results?" Robotnik asked in a 'poor baby' tone, which quickly shifted to a triumphant evilness. "Being an evil ruler is all about personality and wit! What's that? You're going to come and get me? OooOoOoh, scary. I'll be waiting, lime boy." He took the phone away from his ear and pressed a button, turning it off. "Hah!" Arashi giggled and kept eating, feeling quite proud of Robotnik. He had a lot more attitude than before, with even more intelligence and cunning now to back it up. Now he just had to solve his only remaining problem--being thin. She could see that even now he was scheming as he gulped down a few more slices of pizza, studying them briefly on occasion. He got that look as if he were staring through the slices instead of at them, and eventually rolled his chair over to the microwave. After some brief studying of the microwave, Robotnik tore apart various appliances such as blenders, can openers and toasters, then took a screwdriver and proceeded to modify the microwave beyond recognition. Then he took the portion of pizza that he figured Arashi couldn't eat, stuffed it all into the funnel of the device, and turned it on. It went into a frenzy, whining and shaking, with bubbles even floating out of the funnel after a bit, but eventually it stopped. A small compartment similar to the change slot on a soda machine caught a small red pill that resulted. Robotnik grabbed the pill and swallowed it. "What was that all about?" Arashi asked, bewildered. "Oh, it follows the same principles that this does. Women have the ability to a much greater extent than men do, to shove lots of stuff into a very small space," he explained, taking her backpack and proceeding to pull various items out of it, such as hair gel, 3 bottles of Mountain Dew, a couple of hard drives, a set of computer speakers, a monitor, an empty computer case, several manuals on programming, a laptop, a small desk, a leather office chair, a Corvette convertible, an aircraft carrier, and a Game Boy Advance. After that, he stared into the pack dubiously, feeling something pulling on him. Hard. Quickly, he stuffed all the items back into it, musing something about black holes, and gave it back. "Anyway, I can make small pills that'll fatten me up in no time with no effort," he added, opening the refrigerator. Tons of food went into the microwave contraption, and he consumed the pill that was created from it. Yawning, he turned and said, "I think it's time we retired for the night." The two went to their bedrooms and made sure the doors were well shut in case of alien invasion, and went to bed. ** At about 6 AM, a low rumbling woke Robotnik up. He found, much to his satisfaction, that he'd become nice and fat overnight. His clothing was ripped and destroyed by now, and he changed into a new suit of identical design, having a heck of a time getting the buttons and zippers closed. His concerns now lay with what was going on in the base. He quickly hurried to his security monitors and checked them all out, but nothing was in the base. When he checked the periscope that gave a full view of everything around the outside of the base, he realized that he was in great danger. His entire base was in great danger. The alien mother ship was hovering several hundred feet above it, sending a strange blue force field whirling down around it. Something at the center of the bottom of the alien craft was charging up. Oh, look! Another cliché method the aliens use for destruction! "Arashi! They're going to blow up the base!" Robotnik yelled into a nearby intercom microphone, badly masking his fear. He hesitated for a moment, an idea flashing into his mind. "Get up and follow me!" Running out of his room, he waited for a couple seconds and saw Arashi stumble tiredly out of her room, still trying to get her bearings but looking alarmed. He grabbed her arm and practically dragged her through the base in a flat-out sprint, swiping any rings he saw along the way. After a moment, she was awake enough to run herself and started collecting rings too, tossing them over to him. "What's going on? Where are we going?" she yelled over the alarms that blared loudly in their ears. "The aliens! They've come back with their mother ship and are charging up a giant plasma ball to blow up the base! We have to get to the chaos emeralds--they're the only way we're getting out of this alive!" Adrenaline pumping furiously, Robotnik knew there were only a couple of minutes left before the base was blown to smithereens. He put all his effort into running faster, nearly leaving Arashi behind. "Ivo! Your warping device!" "Why didn't I think of that?" He grabbed her shoulder, pulled out the warp device and warped them both to the toilet that had the emeralds. Throwing the lid off the tank, he fished out all seven emeralds and looked at them in confusion and worry. "I don't know how to do this... But now's a pretty darn good time to figure it out, eh?" he said, mostly to himself as water dripped through his fingers. The young programmer watched in bewilderment as Robotnik concentrated hard on the emeralds, as if trying to find something in them that wasn't visible to the naked eye. The base rumbled and groaned under the atmospheric pressure that was building up. Robotnik looked around worriedly, then desperately stared at the emeralds again. He started examining one at a time, a frantic look growing apparent on his face. When he concentrated very hard on the red one... something clicked. This wasn't about a high IQ, this was about inner will and drive. The red gem flared brilliantly as he felt something seem to snap into place between him and it. The rest of the emeralds rose into the air and started spinning around him in a neat ring, increasing in speed as time went on. Arashi stared in awe as she realized what was happening. She stepped back as Robotnik started to glow a faint red, his eyes shut tightly as the glow started to intensify until it blinded her, at which point she had to shield her eyes. She began to hear diabolical laughter that started out normally, but... changed. It echoed, eventually, where it didn't before. When the light faded to a tolerable intensity, Arashi lowered her hand from her eyes and turned, looking up at what the mad scientist had been transformed into. A robot, ten feet tall and with Robotnik's unmistakable mustache, glasses, goggles and smirk, stood there cracking mechanical knuckles. It had the build of a giant, muscular human, and it had designs on it that mimicked Robotnik's normal clothing. It kept glowing a faint red, too. "So, this is what it feels like... I'll bask in it later--for now, I've got to go destroy that ship before my ring supply runs out!" Ultra Robotnik exclaimed, warping himself and Arashi to the highest of the Silent Hills... without even using his transportation device. "You'll be safe here," the robotic doctor said in a mechanized version of his human voice. "But you'll still have a great view of the battle! Use these." He opened his chest plate, revealing mechanical odds and ends of all sorts, and pulled out a pair of strong telescope-goggles, handing them to Arashi. She put them on, listening as Robotnik briefly told her how to operate them. "Oh... and if anything happens to me," he said, "Use this. Tap random buttons and think of where you want to go. The buttons are to confuse enemies and bewilder readers." He pulled out the teleportation device and handed it to her. With that, he disappeared in a brilliant flash of crimson light. The plasma ball under the ship was getting bigger and bigger, and Robotnik realized he had left something very important in his base. If it did blow up, he didn't want them to be lost... He warped into the base, then warped back to the Silent Hills, set down 4 frightened chao next to Arashi, and back to the base he went. At a speed that would leave any fighter jet in the dust, so to speak, Robotnik blazed up towards the ship, slamming into the underside of it and seeing if he could break through. That was a mistake. He had fallen halfway to the ground before he recovered from his dazed state, and decided that another course of action should be taken. The plasma ball was growing rapidly and roiling menacingly above the base as it threatened to destroy it. As he hovered there in thought, about a dozen flying saucers descended out of the hangar that opened up and flew at him quickly. He smirked slightly and moved over to meet them, forgetting the plasma ball for a moment as he waited for one of them to make a move. They seemed very reluctant. One brave alien zipped away from its hovering spot and strafed past him, shooting a rocket at him. He dodged out of the way easily and raced towards the attacker, kicking the UFO so hard that it flipped over and started spinning, uncontrollably, towards the ground. Two others began to attack him, but when he punched through the glass of one vehicle and pulled the occupant out, the other hesitated. "AAGH! No! Please, large scary madman, have mercy! I... I didn't mean to electrocute your brain! I'm serious! Takar made me do it! He put me through more torture than anyone could ever bear once when I wouldn't suck someone's brains out! I begged him to kill me because I couldn't take it anymore but he wouldn't! Please, don't hurt me, I'm very vulnerable and easily emotionally scarred!" The alien thrashed in Robotnik's grip, and as he looked down at it, he realized it was the same one who described the problem with the computer to Takar. "Well... You should be more worried about him than about me, right? I don't torture people, I just turn them into robots, or kill them. But I should have mercy on you. So, do you want to go back home?" Robotnik asked curiously. The alien gasped, paled and shook his head slightly. "No... n-no..." "Why not?" "Well, because... because... of him..." "Well, you begged him to kill you, and I'm willing to do that, so what would you rather have?" The alien looked around frantically, trying to avoid the subject. "You're lying to me, aren't you? He doesn't really torture you, does he?" Robotnik asked, sounding like a parent gently chiding his son. "That was just something to get me to feel sorry for you and let you go, right?" The alien nodded, gulping as he desperately admitted his lie, hoping perhaps the doctor would have mercy on him for doing so. "All right. I'll let you go." Robotnik smiled pleasantly and did just that, letting the alien plummet towards the ground hundreds of feet below. Silly alien. All of the other ships immediately retreated back into the mother craft. Robotnik's ego swelled far beyond comprehension, until he realized that the plasma ball was still charging up. Far away on the Silent Hills, Arashi held Devlin the Devil Chao tightly, afraid for Robotnik's life. She watched through the telescope goggles as the doctor hovered about in the air for a moment, then darted up towards the charging mechanism on the bottom of the ship. What was he DOING!? He was heading right for the plasma ball with no apparent intentions of changing his course! He looked pretty sure of himself, but... Robotnik knew he could make it through the plasma before any significant damage was dealt. He blazed through the air, eventually into the giant ball, and smashed into the charging mechanism, hoping he could just get out of there before the really big final explosion came. Forks of green lightning danced around the damaged equipment as the ball of plasma shuddered. Somehow, Robotnik knew that was a mistake, but it would still destroy the ship. Lucky that he couldn't feel pain, the doctor darted away from the charger and tried to get out of the plasma ball before anything nasty happened... he didn't. Arashi's jaw dropped in horror as she watched the gigantic explosion consume ship, base and Robotnik. The force of it was so great that she could feel the shock wave 50 miles away, and it completely leveled the mountain range. "IVO!" Arashi shouted in despair at the mushroom cloud that grew where the menacing base used to be. The four chao that were with her stared, not comprehending what had happened, but the looks on their faces meant that they knew it wasn't good. Arashi pulled out the transportation device, grabbed up all the chao and pressed a few random buttons, warping just outside of the border of the cloud. She ran into it, yelling for Robotnik and coughing, waving her arms to try to clear the dust. Eventually she realized she'd run too far, and had no idea where she was. She ran frantically for a moment, then fell over a hunk of metal, smacking her head on a boulder, and everything went black. The dust was finally beginning to clear. The four chao sat crying, looking at the huge amount of rubble and destruction. They were the only thing that could be heard. It was otherwise silent. After a long while, something moved within the rubble. Slowly, a few hunks of metal shifted and clanked as they fell against a rock here, a panel there. A white-gloved hand reached out, clawing at the side of the boulder in exhaustion. Robotnik, now reverted to his normal form, dragged himself out from under 300 pounds of steel, coughing and wheezing. A scene like this was usually reserved for good guys. The exhausted, injured doctor dragged himself several feet before he realized someone was standing nearby. He looked up and found a man dressed in grey and black, holding a box and looking confused. "Um... This is where the Robotnik Mountains... were, right? Uh, are you Doctor Ivo Robotnik?" When the man got a nod in reply, he held the box out. "Here's your copy of Office 2000." With that, he hurried away. Robotnik crawled across the ground, panting, stopping to rest several times. At one point, he raised his head to glance around, and his heart stopped for an instant upon seeing the crumpled form of Arashi lying nearby. "Arashi! What happened to you? Don't tell me you were here during the explosion!" the doctor yelled, moving over to her. He hesitated, then shook her shoulder. Upon waking up, Arashi looked up and her eyes widened in amazement. "You MADE it! I thought you were a goner for sure! I can't believe you made it!" They stood up and he braced himself for the hug. Strangely enough, it never came. Looking down at her, she had the oddest expression on her face as she grabbed the front of his coat, drawing closer to him, her gaze locking with his. ...oh, no... Suddenly, she started to shake him extremely violently. "DON'T YOU EVER PULL ANY KIND OF STUNT LIKE THAT AGAIN! NEVER, EVER, EVER AGAIN! ARRGHHH!" He felt so relieved to get yelled at instead of what had appeared was about to take place. ** Robotnik wandered mournfully through the ruins with Arashi, shaking his head sadly. That base had been his home for years. He had the design perfected, and now it was all gone. He would have to start from scratch all over again. The four little chao toddled along behind the pair, looking around with wide eyes. A thought struck him. He wondered... was it still...? Arashi jumped with a gasp as metal and stone scraped and creaked, shoved out of the way, and the Steel Snake rose up behind her. Blinking dust out of its cold eyes, it flicked its tongue. The two world leaders looked at each other, quirking slight smiles. Collecting up the chao, they hopped into the pod on the snake's back and flew away to make a new home elsewhere. ** Several days later, another hand dragged its owner from the rubble. Takar emerged from what used to be the incinerator room, clutching a handful of ashes. "I'm not going to forget this, Ivo Robotnik!" He stared at the sky, growling and panting. "...I'm not going to forget it!"