#And if I was the federation and had twins to experiment on

[cheese-water]

With q!Cellbit and q!Bagi, I always love it when people design them as opposites to each other. I mean they already got the inverse hair color streaks going on in canon, why not incorporate that everywhere else? Cellbit wears black nail polish? Well Bagi only wears white. Bagi runs cold and wears her long coat in the summer? Cellbit runs hot and is seen without his jacket in the winter. One of them has sharper upper canines? Well would you look at that, the other’s teeth are deadlier on the bottom row. Y’know, stuff that shows that they have a deep connection but also inherently opposed each other as well.

Anyway, thought I’d tell you for no particular reason that Bagi is a dog girl in my heart-

[infinitecyanroses]

So with all the lore we've gotten lately I decided I want to organize how many player characters have been tied to or affected by the Federation. First I wanted to make a chart but I realized it would be quicker to just list everything down first. Feel free to correct me if anything is missing. I may also continue to update this

Last updated: January 30 (Prison event update)

Had a Past with The Federation Before the Island

Baghera Jones- confirmed former Federation test subject/experiment

Jaiden- confirmed to have helped Cucurucho in the past, role unknown

Aypierre- has memories of being operated on by the Federation before coming to the island

Quackity/ElQuackity- ElQuackity called Quackity his brother and since it seems that ElQ has been working with the Federation for a long time, Quackity could have a related past

Bagi- After joining the island, she discovered a tree house with two journals that were signed by her. The journal also mentioned a cat named Zeno which Cellbit found who belonged to an ex-federation worker that Cellbit had been investigating clues from

Cellbit- Bagi found more journals confirming that she had a family on the island, including a brother who went missing and a lot of details from her journal point to Cellbit potentially being that brother, Cellbit found further information confirming Bagi is his twin and he believes he was kidnapped

Antoine Daniel- see Currently Affiliated, Cucurucho (pink ears) also mention Antoine having worked on previous experiments

Polispol- is the one who directed/created the Quesadilla Island commercial that played when the first islanders arrived by train

Currently Affiliated with The Federation

Cellbit- became an official Federation employee after signing a contract, is often tasked with investigation work and information retrieval, got employee of the month

ElQuackity- seems to be an official Federation employee, status unknown but seems to be a high ranking experimenter. ElQuackity went to Egg Island/Purgatory and seemed to have a past with the cyclops who was controlling the island there. At the end of Purgatory, the cyclops asked ElQuackity to stay by his side and he agreed. When Cucurucho traveled to Egg Island and saw ElQ, he called him a traitor and told him he would stand trial. ElQ chased Cucurucho off so ElQ is no longer aligned with the Federation

Fit- currently working as the Federation's janitor

Foolish- was made an official Federation detective by Cucurucho and was tasked with investigating Mr. Mustard's disappearance. After submitting evidence to the Feds of other islanders breaking the rule, Foolish was promoted to Police Administrative Assistant and Dispatcher and also made employee of the month for September

Aypierre- is currently making wine for the Federation

Jaiden- spent two weeks helping the Cucuruchos and is currently tasked with informing new members about Cucurucho.

Forever- recently elected as president of the island to serve as the go-between for the island citizens and Federation.

Kameto- Has been helping the Federation ever since his disappearance by watching footage and recording the happenings of the island and is now working as a spy for the Feds under guise of being a former Federation prisoner

Antoine Daniel- Role unknown but he was able to get a private meeting with Cucurucho (pink ears) and criticized him for letting the 6 panel comic leak out to all the islanders, saying it was too soon. Cucurucho apologized to him, implying some sort of connection between the two

Polispol- Cucurucho hired him to create a new video for them

Has Been Kidnapped/Arrested by The Federation

Felps- agreed to sacrifice himself to the Feds in exchange for getting Richarlyson's first life back, only to be captured and iced by the Feds

Cellbit- was caught trying to warn other people about what happened to Felps while first infiltrating the Federation and was held in a Federation building with Felps

Quackity- was captured and held by the Federation and replaced with ElQuackity. Was also recently kicked from the server after playing the dice game, no clue who's responsible or what happened. Quackity came back but was captured by ElQuackity, who stole his new train ticket before the Purgatory event. Quackity later escaped after the islanders left but was shot by the black colored Cucurucho

Maximus- was arrested by the Federation for terrorizing a Federation building but was only held for one day

Pac- first arrested by Foolish under Cucurucho's orders, then later recaptured and placed in a cell at the bottom of the ocean with Federation guards

Mike- first arrested with Pac for the same reasons, has recently fallen into a trap, unknown if the Feds are also behind it, recently came back acting more paranoid and wanting to eat/kill the eggs

All of the current new members- were arrested and kept frozen until the other islanders found them

Baghera- after discovering her childhood bedroom on the island, she woke up 9 days later in a Federation hospital room and found a recent subject file about her and a book listing other federation hybrid experiments

Philza- followed a string of crow-related clues he thought would lead him to his missing kids, only to be trapped in a giant bird house by Cucurucho as payback for lava casting the Federation office building, he woke up days later in his house, unable to find proof that the bird house existed, making him question if it was real

Badboyhalo- arrested by Foolish and Cucurucho for 15 minutes for vandalizing Federation property (though BBH claims it was longer)

Aypierre- was imprisoned by Cucurucho for a full night for lashing out at Cucurucho while asking about what the Feds had done to him

Roier- was drugged and captured by Cucurucho while he was investigating Cellbit's whereabouts, taken to a dungeon cell and blindfolded for a few days before Cucurucho brought him to a lab where his missing twin brother, Doied was (continued in fed operation category)

Forever- after getting infected by dark matter due to a Fed sanctioned trip to the Nether, Forever became possessed by an entity known as @v@ who made Forever attempt to kill the eggs. Cucurucho intervened and teleported Forever/@v@ into a max security prison, keeping him chained up before downing him with a chainsaw

ALL of the active islanders and their eggs (except Baghera and Cellbit) were taken and kept in a maximum security prison by the Federation for three days in order to keep them away from the attacking eye workers while the Federation did damage control. Despite not being officially charged with crimes, they were all treated like prisoners

Was operated/experimented on by the Federation

Maximus- was treated by the Federation after the code entity attacked him but learned later that the Feds had also stuck a recording device in him so he had it removed, was operated on again after contracting a parasite only to wake up with part of his leg turning into code

Felps- after he was rescued from the Federation, he was found wearing a hospital gown and had a mark on his arm, hinting that the Feds might have experimented on him

Cellbit- was also treated by the Federation after being attacked by the code entity, suffered memory loss from the time the Feds captured him

Quackity- was seen being put through multiple tests by Cucurucho before being released with very little memory of his past, only being able to speak in Spanish, and not being able to read or write (probably a form of aphasia)

Roier- After being captured and taken to the lab to see his twin brother, Cucurucho and Doied forced Roier into a machine that would swap his brain with a rat, the operation successfully put Roier's brain in a rat's body and he ended up passing out (probably more to come)

[catboybiologist]

Alright I can't finish this all in one sitting, but here's at least a bit of.... something? A word vomit? A prelude to smut about the eroticism of the machine? For all you robot, mecha, and spaceship fuckers out there. @k1nky-r0b0t-g1rl that means you

Pappy always said that manufacturing biological transportation was nothing knew. I mean, shit, humanity's been breeding horses for how long? To him, not much was novel about what was going on in the shipyards way out by Neptune when I was a kid.

But Pappy didn't know a lot of things. And he certainly didn't meet Roseanna.

The Federation Navy had experimented with biologics for decades. The idea was to create self regenerating ships- something to interface with the hull, move the new titanium plates and particulates into place, have a living, growing mass interfacing with the steel so that the ship didn't have to head all the way back to the yards to patch up after every dogfight.

The first generation... worked. With a full time crew, that is. Full time people on deck jabbin the rigid, chitonous interface with the hull full of growth hormones to get them to set just right. Full time onboard bioengineers to compute what signaling cocktail ya need to hit 'em with to get it to grow back right. Skilled onboard technicians to shave back the chitin when it tried to overgrow the titanium, and slap some new cells in to seed the process in heavily damaged areas. Less input material, less time in the yards, but far more manpower. Great for a Federation cruiser on deep space peacekeeping missions. Far too complex for small craft. Right?

Until some bastard put brains in 'em.

Well. A lotta suits would say that they weren't brains. They were a diffuse network of sensory neurons and ganglia, living inside the body of the ship, integrating signals from a skin of alloyed metal and fibrous protein, calculating power draw too and from various components, and integrating with the mechanical and electrical components of the ship to precisely manage the "wound healing" process of the vessel. And of course, it just so happened that one of those ganglia was larger and more complex than the rest of them, and it just so happened that the computer interfaces with this ganglia exhibit complex, thinking behaviors on the level of human cognition, and it just so happens that most pilots and navigators reported them developing their own personalities.....

But of course, the Navy didn't want anyone to have some kind of pesky empathy in the way of their operations. And they certainly didn't want anyone side eyeing the rate at which they disposed of the damn things, and let them suffer and rot after disposal. So as far as the official record was concerned, they didn't have brains.

Like most people in the belt, I found Rosie on a... unsponsored field trip to the Neptune scrap yards. She wasn't a ship then. She wasn't much of anything. Not much more than a vat with the central ganglia and just barely enough of the stem cells needed to regrow a network. But I took her all the same. Brains were valuable. Few pilots outside the Navy had them back then. Nowadays, a black market for "brain seeds", a cocktail of neuronal stem cells and enough structural stem cells to grow your own into the chassis of your ship. They were pumpin' em out, and leaving them to die. It was cruel. They may be vehicles, but they're a livin' being too.

But I digress. I'd never do that to Roseanna. I make sure she gets proper care. And for a good, proper, working ship? That includes some good, proper work.

The asteroid we were docked in was one of my usuals- good bars, nice temp quarters, nice views of the rock's orbiting twin, and a spacious hanger for Rosie to rest in. The chasiss I had imprinted Roseanna to was a 40-meter light skipper, with some adjustments for handling deep space trips. It was pretty much the smallest thing you could actually use to live and work for long periods of time, but it got the job done. The angular design made the entire ship look like a wedge, or the blade of a bulky dagger. It didn't hurt that each bottom edge was fortified with a sharpened titanium blade, turning the entire sides of the ship into axe-like rams.

Those would probably come in handy today.

I approached Roseanna on the catwalk above her, marveling her alloyed scales. I could almost see her shudder in anticipation as my footsteps vibrated through the air above her. I took the steps down, and hit the trigger to open her top hatch.

When the news got out of the Navy scuffling with a rebelling mining station, an electric air raced across the station. Some went about their day as normal. Some resigned themselves to picking at the leftovers after the dust had settled. And some, like me, knew that they could get the finest pickings.

I strapped in to the pilot's seat like it was an old boot.

"Welcome, Captain Victoria."

Rosie could talk, but more often than not, she chose not to. But she understood me just fine. Most of our communication took place using her three prerecorded lines- her welcome statement, affirmative, and negative- as well as the tiny screen showing a small, emoticon face. Many pilots chose to give their ships an elaborate render, but Rosie preferred it this way. It was the first face I gave her, from somewhere out of the scrap heaps, and she refused any offer I made to upgrade. Secretly, I was overjoyed. To me, that was her face. That was her voice. And it was beautiful to see her true self through them.

I brushed my hands across her paneling. Across the switches, the hydraulic controls for the plasma fuel, the steering, the boosts, the comms channels. The thing with biologics was that you were still the pilot. For whatever reason, they hadn't quite gotten to the point where the brains could take over their own piloting. My personal opinion was just that their personalities lacked the ambition to. But whatever reason that was, the best pilots were still the ones that knew both their ship, and the ship's brain. And me and Rosie? We knew each other well.

As my fingers touched the brushed aluminum controls, rimmed with chitinous layers rooting them into the ship, I could feel the walls around me holding their invisible breath. "Do you know what we're doing today, Rosie?"

Her tiny panel flickered on. ...?

"We got a scrap run."

^_^

:)

^_^

Her panel flicked between various expressions of excitement. My finger quivered on the main power, holding for a moment before flicking it on. The primary electronics of the ship hummed to life, and what Rosie controlled pulsed with it. My hands moved across the main functional panels- main hydraulic plasma valve, exhaust ports open, and finally, flicking the switch the start the plasma burner.

My hands gripped the steering. The hanger's airlock doors opened in front of me. My neck length hair started to float as the station's gravity shut off. I hit the switch to unlatch from the supports above. For a moment, we hang there. The dull crackle of the idling plasma burner is the only sound that resonates through Rosie's hull.

Go time.

I punch the boost.

[crownedinmarigolds]

The Hidalgo siblings in our Star Trek AU! Joaquin and Noa (Names TBD) Joaquin is one of the main antagonists of our Star Trek story's plot - a half-Orion, half-Vulcan pirate captain who is viciously trying to get back his sister. Noa is the Chief Medical Officer aboard the SS Antumbra, trying to find a better life within the Federation after living through a very harrowing past. Lore Drop Beneath the Cut!

Joaquin and Noa's mother - a rich Vulcan socialite with ties to pirate fleets and an interest in xenobiology - figured out one day that Vulcan men were immune to the pheromone power of the Orion women that she frequently worked with. So she did what any normal person would do - commission a healthy and young Orion male from her contacts to have children with. Would her children carry Vulcan telepathy, Vulcan immunity, and perhaps the Orion pheromones as well? Why not, lets find out. With her Orion partner she mothered four children - three sons and one daughter. Her sons primarily favored their Orion father in looks and possessed her immunity to pheromones, and while Joaquin the eldest wasn't exactly the most powerful telepath, the other two sons were. Little Noa favored her mother far more, but was born with the ability to produce the pheromone as well as have powerful Vulcan telepathy. A dangerous combination if raised in the wrong hands. Word got to the ears of the major crime families within the Orion fleets, and to nip this experiment in the bud they had a hit placed on the compound to stop them in their tracks. Joaquin and Noa managed to hide, but the rest of the family were not so lucky. Their mother and two brothers were killed, and their father was critically wounded and left to die slowly - though thankfully they were able to staunch the bleeding long enough for help to arrive. They were rescued by a strange Romulan society (a contact of their mother's) loosely referred to as the Society of Balance, whose goals are to create SITUATIONS that would eventually balance the other out. Very strange people. A LOOOT more happens, but the leadership have twin Romulan sons, one who becomes good friends with Joaquin and they run off to revolutionize piracy, and the other son joins Starfleet as a black ops operative. Noa and the Federation son (who is considerably older) are betrothed, and she won't meet him until her assignment to the SS Antumbra. She meets Nyth in the Academy and.. YEAHHH. SORRY. SO MUCH LORE AND CONTEXT AND I DIDN'T EVEN GIVE ALL OF IT. We're going NUTS over here

[caramelteaa]

Qsmp but it's the owl house au art/doodle dump

Welcome to the Crow House!

Philza the Crow Man. A powerful witch that lives in the forest. Seldom appears in public except when he's in town to sell potions and interesting nick-nacks.

(does not have a permit to sell stuff)

Has made peace with his curse and can turn into crow mode on command. Still pretty powerful just not as he used to.

Is not in any coven.

Had two kids before Chay and Lullah

Techno and Ghastly(oc)

(old assigned name was Blade and Phantom)

Orphans that Phil found in the forest. They were not born hybrids. First batch of the only survivors from the Federation experiment in creating powerful hybrids when back then normal demon-witch hybrids were rare.

Self proclaimed twins, they agreed on Techno being older by 5 minutes.

Their souls were linked :)

Design wise Techno was a hybrid with some sort of boar demon, physically he was very strong for his age.

Ghastly was a hybrid I took inspiration from Phantom and Ghostbur(my oc now bitch)

They both went under a lot of growing pain. Magic wise they were powerful but had difficulty controlling them, especially Techno, Phil helped a lot.

Inspired by toh episode promo arts

Chayanne was found by Missa during his stay at Quesadilla Island, and decided to stay for longer to raise him. At some point Chayanne got very sick and Missa cannot heal him, leading him to search for the mysterious Crow Man from the forest.

Lullah was separated from her siblings during "the crash". She lived on her own in the wild for two months, until she was lead to the Crow House by a ghost in mirrors and puddles when she ask them to take her home.

Dapper I haven't got to into details, but they might be the source where the Federation got their hands on genes of shape shifting. He was kept with the other hybrid witches so she would learn their behaviors and grew along side them.

This is purely for fun and might not be super fleshed out. Feel free to ask questions, I may have answers or have to think of one(which is good!)

No this would not be a comic or fic I'm sorry these are like for me to have them rotating in me brain :)

[kickingitwithkirk]

Winchester’s Folly

Summary: When Dean gets into trouble John decides to hide the truth for his family

Word Count: 984

*Dark! Fic-don't continue if you are disturbed by the subject matter.

Warnings: A/B/O, dystopian au, non/con, dub/con, incest, subjugation, pandemic, mentions of nudity, physical/mental abuse, mention of collaring/leashed, sexual/slavery, rut/heat, physical altercation, death/murder conviction, show level violence, parental dominance, trafficking, branding

*Additional warnings will be added

Square filled: @spnaubingo true mates

A/N: Still working on reigning myself in, keeping each part reader-friendly length, and have no clue how many parts this will end up being.

A/N II: a few notes about designations in A/O sub-genders for this story.

Alphas-Dominant (head of the pack/family) Subordinate (obey Dominant) Breeders (rare & highly coveted by the government. Can challenge Dominant for pack/family leadership)

Omegas -Domestic (mostly wiped out by plague, few natural born left) Feral (government-supplied breeders sold commonly called O's) House O’s (3rd generation+ Feral/Dominant breed. Used as servants/sex workers) Pack (rare & highly coveted by the government)

*Divider by @firefly-graphics

*No Beta-all mistakes are mine

PART V

Dean angrily stomped down the hallway and burst into the exam room, yelling, “Do you have any idea how fucking backasswards this state is, Dad!”

John blinked in surprise. Dean rarely spoke like this towards him as a Subordinate Alpha, which meant something was very off. Sam's ignored inquiry was another red flag. “Dean, what happened?”

“Do you know what they mandate done to prove ownership of O’s?” John was about to respond when the doctor reappeared, clearly unnerved by the angry scent rolling off Dean. “I need to speak to you privately, Mr. Winchester.” John doesn’t answer them back. “Dean, you got all the paperwork squared away?”

Dean acknowledged it was complicated, shifted his focus to the doctor, staring oddly at Sam, and barked, “You’re not his type, Doc!”  John ignored Dean's outburst and ordered them to wait outside the O’s room. They walked to another exam room, shutting the door. The doctor handed him a file. “This is the reason I asked to speak privately. It concerns your sons and the O.”

John read the first page. “The O’s file is flagged in the database? It was part of a lot taken during the bust of an illegal Pack distributor, and federal law requires spaying before resale?” The doctor interrupted, “Since I just examined it, I can attest this O is still fully intact. Heaven knows how Helms got hold of it.”

Anger crossed John’s handsome features, and snarled, “That son of a bitch! Her original purchaser accused Helms of selling them misrepresented goods. No wonder that Alpha sold her so cheaply.” He flipped to the next page and continued reading.

The next thing John was aware of was that he was seated on the floor. He knew most people would find this situation impossible, but he had had too much personal experience with the unbelievable to doubt it. “Mary’s obstetrician never said anything about us having twins!”

The doctor rolled a stool over and sat down before the big Alpha. “Was her physician at a government clinic?” John affirms the question, which makes the doctor sigh. “I bet she had an amniocentesis performed.” At John's expression, they said, “Some of their OBs order testing even if the ultrasound or blood work doesn’t show anything concerning.”

“Why would they do that?”

“Money. They use it to determine the sub-gender and designation because there are those among the elite wanting specific types of newborns. And twins with designations of Pack Omega and Breeder Alpha? It would’ve created a bidding war.”

John felt his lips moving, unable to vocalize the questions spinning in his mind. He did not want to believe the information when the doctor gestured to the results in his hands.

“I’m not lying about Sam and the Omega being twins.” John shook his head. “But I saw the ultrasounds. I would have known if I had a daughter!”

“With the older equipment, they could have already loaded someone else’s tape in the machine to fool you. And were you present during delivery?” John responded negatively.

“They drugged your mate, so she won’t remember the birth to smuggle the newborns out of the hospital directly. Something must have gone wrong since they only got your daughter, but it doesn’t explain how she ended up with that illegal distributor.”

John flashes back to seeing Mary and remembers how out of it she seemed after having Sam. Later, a shorter man appeared out of nowhere when he took Dean to the nursery, holding him up to see his new brother through its large window. He doesn’t remember their conversation, but Dean’s comment about not letting the man with the spooky eyes get Sammy stuck with him.

John's voice is hoarse. “How can she be a Pack Omega? And Sam a Breeder? They don’t exist anymore!”

“We might have evolved into civilized beings but still carry our ancestors' genetic makeup.” The doctor tapped a finger against their lips, “There was a theory that the reintroduction of Wild Pack DNA could reactivate Breeder genes within certain bloodlines, which would explain why the twin turned out a Pack Omega. She is your son's true mate.”

The doctor's words, certain bloodlines-true mate, pounded like a drumbeat, repeating in his keen mind and boarding on deafening when it hit him.

All this has something to do with Mary's death too.

“As that character in Jurassic Park said, life finds a way.” The doctor looked pained. “I must report all these results to the federal authorities by law. They will request a local retainer immediately and take them into custody. But since you have a court date,” the doctor calculated by wall clock, “In roughly thirty hours. I won’t send the results until then.”

John grew suspicious. “Why delay it?”

“I may participate in this system, but I’m not heartless. I have pups myself, and I’ve just dropped a metaphorical bomb on you. If these weren’t extenuating circumstances, you’d have legal recourse against Helms.”

John nodded in acknowledgment. “Thank you. Are you obligated to tell all my pups about these findings?” The doctor replied yes but gave a pointed look, “Your party has left before I could notify them.” They paused to ponder a moment.

“Perhaps this is an unexpected blessing. The judge must accept these test results, negating your son’s conviction because now they’ve been brought together, their wolves won’t allow them to be separated easily.”

John left the office but slipped out of the clinic's rear entrance instead of returning to the exam room. He walked out of the security cameras' range and pulled out his phone, dialing a number he swore never to use again. It rang twice before answering.

“I told you to lose this number, you son of a bitch!”

“It’s about my pups.” There was silence, then, “I’m listening.” John released his held breath, “Bobby, I need your help, or I’m gonna lose them all.”

Part VI

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Sam/Jared: @idreamofplaid

WF: @slamminmine @ladysparkles78 @deans-spinster-witch @ilovetaquitosmmmm @strawblueberrys @mishkatelwarriorgoddess

[malichev]

I'm also very curious about the first image that Cucurucho showed on his live. We have qCellbit, qBagi, qMouse, qArin, qElQuack, qEtoiles and qBaghera. Why they?Apparently almost everyone on the island, if not all, is an experiment. I wonder what type? What is the level?

Anyone who follows qBaghera's Lore knows that they WANTED to bring her back, which makes me think that maybe she was in some way some kind of success, and is still an active project. And thinking about what happened to qCellbit, I increasingly think that the Winter Soldier theory makes sense, he lived on the island and was practically raised on it with his sister and with supposed parents who worked for the Federation (they could actually be scientists and they never had a real family). Since they were little, the twins were intelligent, and at some point qCellbit apparently stood out as he managed to discover something about the Federation, something that made the Federation want control over him or want him away. Maybe sending him to war was part of the experiment, and because he had good results, maybe it was time to bring him back home. Maybe the boat accident isn't TOTALLY accidental. Maybe it was an accident because it brought more people than it should have, but qCellbit was definitely the one who needed to return. Maybe that's why they are classified as ISSUED and not directly failed, or rejected, etc.

It is also necessary to remember that the Federation has many branches, many heads, in addition to Cucurucho. For example, Dark Cucurucho was from the Federation. And we know that the Cucuruchos don't agree with each other, so maybe each one has their own private project, in the end it's all the Federation's fault, but with different people involved.

[sag3-th3-mag3]

Okay so Elena right? We LOVE Elena!!

So we know her as a kind, sweet worker who is well respected and appreciated among the federation workers right? Even Cucurucho likes her! He speaks more and fuller sentences with her than others. But…that’s just the surface level. We have JUST been introduced to her. We’ve been given just a small amount of background that might have more info than what we know!

So, Elena mentioned that she did experiments working on them until she made a breakthrough. Yes, that could really mean anything but I believe that the Breakthrough was q!Baghera. The breakthrough.

We know of her past, she was a child that had horrible experiments on her. She has had her feathers ripped from her and so much more. What if Elena was the one who was overseeing her. Watching her and maybe even doing the experiments on her?

So, this came to mind because of someone on Tumblr (forgot who it was, will edit this when I find them again ((Edit: splatattackz))) had mentioned that Elena had a warp to a place called BL03. To those who don’t know, that was a lab that Baghera had found info about her and other experiments, one who was her twin, and how some experiments and failed and her twin had died.

Elena, could be one of the people who conducted these experiments on Baghera and the other experiments who have lost their lives. Elena, really doesn’t seem to be who we know from the surface. This stream was barely an hour long, we don’t know everything about Elena.

It’s 12 am, I need to sleep frfr

[vincentstlouis]

Elementia

Two December’s ago, I was listening to a podcast of a sermon, delivered at the Unitarian Universalist Community of Charlotte, North Carolina. The speaker was talking about the wonder of the Universe, and how she shared a passion for all things Space with her daughter. She shared that her daughter once asked her, “Why don’t we celebrate a birthday for the Universe?”

“That’s a good question.” She responded, a proceeded to share how they had thrown an impromptu birthday party for the Solar System.

Well, that definitely got me thinking. It is no secret to anyone who knows me that Space has always fascinated me. Born in my own personal stellar nursery fueled by a dedicated membership to National Geographic, a fidelity to Star Wars and Star Trek, and the simple past time of just looking up at the night’s sky, I hold the strong conviction that the Universe is meant to be known, meant to be shared, and meant to be celebrated.

Therefore, the mere idea that the Universe should have its own birthday resonated like a Big Bang for me. After all, I love holidays, ALL holidays. Life can be hard, and redundant, and boring. I joke all the time that I could never be a Jehovah Witness. Every single day being exactly the same, forever. If there is a Hell, that sure sounds like it. Yes, I go after every holiday with a Clark Griswald passion. Of course Halloween and Christmas hold twin Sentinel status in the pantheon of yearly celebrations, but I’m also the one ready to throw-down for Cinco de Mayo, the Indian Autumn Festival of Lights known as Diwali, or the pageantry of German Reunification Day which now is the culmination of the Annual Oktoberfest. My son once came home extremely upset that his classmates had never heard (or celebrated for that fact) Mardi Gras. His own teacher told him it “wasn’t a real holiday”, which he no doubt passionately challenged in his knowledge that his father had taken off work and was probably at that moment boiling crawfish and sautéing shrimp for jambalaya as he filled the house with Second-Line Jazz.

When President Biden solidified Juneteenth into the Federal Holidays, he of course was behind the times for my household. Columbus Day rebranded as Indigenous People’s Day? Sounds great! Indigenous People deserve to be celebrated, Columbus was a genocidal maniac, and we all know that we can celebrate the Italian contribution to the American Experience on the Italian Summer Holiday called Ferrogosto on August 14th. So I digress, I love holidays, I am always eager to embrace new holidays, especially ones with deep spiritual significance. And what holds more deeper spiritual significance to the human experience than the Universe from where we are born?

As Carl Sagan so eloquently put in the opening of his timeless masterpiece “Cosmos”, “The cosmos is all there is, all there ever was, and all there ever will be.” All of us carry within ourselves the remnants of stars forged at the birth of our Universe, trillions of years ago. Without the precious balance of elements, the synchronicities of planetary orbits and molecular compositions we would not exist. Our galaxy is one of millions born, and one of trillions unborn. Our sun, one of millions forged in a stellar nursery, our Earth one of millions of pieces of rock spawned from cosmic collisions—-most of which burned away untold eons ago, but ours persisted to become our island home. The sperm that made you, the only one of millions to hit the mark, the others dying away in the chaos that permeates the fabric of existence.

We live in a time of increasing scientific ignorance. The rise of far-right extremism has an unfortunate parasitic companion, that of anti-intellectualism and science-denial. This is in turn fueled by a Anthropocentric ethic born out of a certain strain of Fundamentalist belief in Abrahamic traditions.

Despite the fact that engineers who build vast highways have been factoring in the curvature of the Earth for their measurements for centuries, the belief in a Flat Earth is on the rise. Despite the fact that if you tune any radio or television in between stations and get a giant burst of static—-literally the cosmic radiation from the Big Bang hitting our atmosphere—The so called Mom’s For Liberty continue to push for the teaching of the pseudo-science of Intelligent Design. Despite overwhelming fossil evidence and geological data to refute any idea of a global flood, Ken Hamm’s Ark Encounter Museum in Kentucky gets about a million visitors a year.

One would perhaps want to throw up their hands and say, “Oh what’s it hurting for people to believe what they want?” Well, I’m sorry to say, it hurts a lot. First of all, the idea that a certain segment of the population holds an absolute truth while the rest is either ignorant or an active enemy of that truth creates an Othering, and Othering leads to racial strife, war, class struggles, etc. Also, the idea that this Earth is a disposable temporary home, and one day we will all be taken up into a new plane of existence in some Day of Judgment is already causing profound negative effects to society.

The Abrahamic expectation of imminent divine judgment, wrapped up in those institutions embracing of Capitalism, leads to inaction when it comes to disease, famine, war, and environmental catastrophe. The idea that our rights are endowed by a Creator and are not contrived by the collective consent of the people, leads the hyper individualism that cost lives during a Pandemic, continues global hunger, and fuels the sense of disinterest and skepticism in regards to the greatest existential threat facing humanity: Climate Collapse.

“Why should we act on Climate Change when Jesus is gonna take us up on the last day?” This was said to me once by a Conservative Christian, as a result of a long conversation about why this person didn’t Recycle?! RECYCLE?! In 2025?! The same person also questioned me, in regards to my stated disbelief in Hell (due to the lack of Biblical evidence may I add) by saying, “Well what if you’re wrong?”, insinuating it would be better to avoid burning for eternity by just believing in something there is no evidence for.

My answer to that question doesn’t matter in the context of this writing. However, this is a question I could flip on them when it comes to scientific animosity and ignorance so prevalent in these communities. The fact is that there is uncountable evidence for a round Earth, a Big Bang, and Climate Change. Most is right in front of your face. The fact also remains that the evidence for a Flat Earth, a Rapture, and an afterlife, is pretty much non-existent. So what if you’re wrong?

If you’re right, so what. We made the Earth a better place by avoiding Climate Collapse, and toppling the systems of oppression that hold us back from the great commandments of the Prophets of Scripture, including Christ himself. Feed the hungry, clothe the naked, tend to the sick. In order to fulfill this mission, the straightest arrow in the quiver, would have to be science. Rapid data collection, the sharing of resources, the ability to distribute goods to all who need them isn’t a far flung Star Trek Utopia, it is technology we possess right here in this moment. In the words of Jacque Fresco: “If we look at things scientifically, there is more than enough food and material goods on Earth to take care of all people's needs - if managed correctly.”

In my Episcopalian upbringing, I remember the solemn celebration of Ash Wednesday. The palms of the previous year’s Palm Sunday celebration was burned in fire and the ashes of which used to mark the congregants’ heads in a visible symbol of repentance, and a symbolic gesture that the old sinful self dies and returns to dust.

“Wherefore I abhor myself, and repent in dust and ashes." Job 42:6.

The Priest would impose the ashes in the sign of a cross on my forehead and say, “Remember you are but dust, and to dust you shall return”.

What an extremely powerful reminder that time if fleeting, we are mere mortals who will die, and as you look around a see your fellow congregants all being marked with the ashes, it is hard not to notice that we are all equally marked, all equally dust, all equally will die, regardless of race, creed or class.

Well this earth is fleeting. This galaxy will one day die, this Universe will one day be no more. Every Universe is equally marked with this fate, regardless of how big or impressive or spectacular it may be. Regardless of the fact that within it there’s small blue planet, orbiting a medium sized star, and on this planet is every person who has ever lived or will ever live. All of our art, music, culture, history, hate, war, causes…whatever. It will all be burned away in the cosmic chaos that holds up the fabric of existence.

But you are here now. In this moment. And this moment is all we have. So celebrate the Universe, it’s all we got. Look up. Wonder. Learn. And remember that you are but stardust, and to stardust you will return.

Happy Elementia

PS: I would like to credit my wife Hollie for the name “Elementia”. When we were trying to come up with names for the holiday, she came up with it and we all fell in love with it. We chose January 11th for the celebration of the holiday. It’s as good of a day as any other.

[moiteneia]

The Federation Children:

I would love if the QSMP admins connected the lore of the island's cubite residents to each other, especially q!Jaiden, q!Baghera, q!Quackitiy, and q!Cellbit. And I would love it so much that I even have a headcanon in mind :D

Well, let's review the lore of our cubite, who is stuck in Purgatory and suicidal, shall we? q!Cellbit doesn't remember much. Apparently his memory was erased, as the first memory he has is from the age of 12/14, when he was in the Hunger Games and had to eat bodies if he wanted to survive. A child who ended up in an arena and had to do everything to stay alive, seeing himself as a monster. So, after escaping from the prison from which he was sentenced after the war, he ended up in Quesadilha, already close to his thirties, he sought to redeem himself, but not only that, he sought to know what it was to truly live. And he found his own life in a family, q!Tazercraft, q!Felps, Richarlyson and, of course, his husband q!Roier, who showed him countless times that he was more than an investigator and was not a monster. q!Roier showed what love was, what it was to want the good of another person and who he was.

That is, until he discovered that the Federation was not only causing his life now, no, q!Cellbit discovered that his entire life could be different if it hadn't been for the organization that kidnapped him as a child and separated him from his biological family and his twin sister. As a result, revisiting memories, being overcome by trauma, tiredness and anger, he couldn't take it and succumbed to emptiness and despair. Now, after seeing what he thought was the death of his own son, q!Cellbit tried to kill himself in Purgatory, separating himself from those he loved who were left, trying to spare them and thinking that he only did them harm - that he it was bad for q!Roier (which we know is not true).

Now, let's move on to the lore of the other cubes.

What made the Federation arrest and take q!Cellbit was that he saw something he shouldn't have. Something so terrible that he wrote in his diary that q!Bagi, his sister, should run away and not trust anyone. Something so scary that a child tried to escape the island, even if it was by swimming.

Well, I think there is a possibility that at this point, we connect his story with that of the other three.

In the lore of q!Baghera, she discovered that she was an experiment by the Federation, being transformed or made to be a hybrid and even having her feathers plucked out in the tests that the organization carried out.

We also know that both q!Quackity and q!Jaiden have a connection to the Federation. Q!Quackity having a twin brother he was unaware of who personally plays the Federation's game, doing missions and filling in for his brother when necessary to accomplish what they want.

And q!Jaiden who talked amicably with Cucurucho countless times and has the specific nickname of Blue Bird, even having wings, like q!Baghera's.

(I would like to analyze more, but unfortunately I don't watch the three of them that much. I really apologize for that, because I love the rp of the three and their respective stories - if you want to analyze and connect them better, feel free! I would love to read it!)

However, I believe it is possible to think of little q!Cellbit, as a child, playing research while watching children from a distance, in the backyards of the Federation - a place his parents banned him from going.

So, alone and wanting to make friends besides his sister, he enters the building and sees q!Baghera being hurt. He sees q!Quacks taking tests and, upon failing, being taken to a pool to drown, as punishment. And q!Jaiden doing everything perfectly and receiving sweets that make her "happy" but unaware of where she is.

And approaching the glass, he meets the gaze of q!Baghera, who asks for help as she bleeds and, desperate, he just runs away, without noticing the security cameras that have always been watching him.

It's good to remember that Cucurucho always makes excuses for q!Cellbit and is currently and never seems to believe his confessions as a traitor to the Federation. It does missions personally for him. And as a child, q!Cellbit taught his sister about codes and messages, riddles and puzzles...

What if, the Federation used this moment as a chance to have another test subject? What if from the moment he returned to the island, being stronger, more dangerous and intelligent, the Federation just became happier? And if the "perfection" that the Federation seeks so much is in the cubits of Quesadilha Island and that's why it wants it, it fights for them to follow the Order, for them to follow what makes the organization happy? Because it's good to remember, Cucurucho's mission, at the beginning of the series, was always to make the island "happy", but the bear already said that it's not exactly for the island's residents to be happy, but his mission is for the Federation.

The happiness that is important to him does not come from them, but from the rules, from perfection, from the guinea pigs.

[boncottontail]

Honestly, even though I fucking hate Doied and would definitely punt him to the sun, I think his backstory is tragic.

All we know currently about Doied is that he works for the Federation and hates Q!Roier with a passion (to the extent of him drugging and torturing him). Since we had no idea that he was a real person (and not just one of Roier’s silly alter egos) before the tapes, I assume that he’s spent his entire life locked away in the Federation offices, while his twin (?) is living the life he’s always dreamed of, full freedom to do anything he desires, away from the clutches of Cucurucho.

SO. I have two theories as to who Doied is and his connection to Q!Roier.

Theory One: Doied is a Q!Roier prototype.

Clinging on to the theory that Q!Roier is a federation experiment (like Q!Jaiden and Q!Baghera), I think that Doied could have been the result of their first trial to create Q!Roier. He came out an unrivaled genius but didn’t look the way he wanted to. But the Federation thought they could use his smarts so they assigned him to work in their offices. Later, they tried again, and came up with Q!Roier. Perfection.

Theory Two: Doied and Q!Roier are twins.

Maybe the Federation ended up making two experimental children at once, splitting the brains (Doied) and the brawn (Q!Roier) between both of them. But even though Doied was a genius who could pull off anything, Q!Roier ended up being the more “stable” of the twins. Favored by the Federation because he was the “perfect” result of their islander experiment, he was sent off to live on the island, while Doied was left locked away underground.

No matter which theory is closer to the truth, the real question is: What is Doied’s motivation? Easy, it’s none other than Jealousy.

Because Doied was smart. He was a genius scientist who invented a majority of the Federation’s machinery for their projects and experiments. Without him, he was sure that the Federation wouldn’t have succeeded as much as it did—but how come Q!Roier, armed only with his kindness and strength, gets to live a free life? Why does he get to have a family, while Doied only had faceless Fed workers and a psycho bear boss to keep him company? It was unfair. It was UNFAIR.

When Cucurucho showed up to Doied’s office, while pulling Q!Roier with a rope tied around his neck, Doied took his chance for revenge. He drugs him. Blindfolds him. Tortures him until he’s puking all over himself, then crushes his communicator to completely cut him off from his precious family and friends and children.

Then, under Cucurucho’s command, he puts Q!Roier’s body into a rat, just because he fucking can.

One day, a strange man named Hombre Misterioso shows up. He tells Doied to switch bodies with Q!Roier. Doied realizes that doing so not only meant stealing his body but his life, too. The life he’s always wanted outside the Federation’s white walls. The life under the sun, the life away from toxic command, the life of freedom.

Now in Q!Roier’s body, Doied experiences life. He experiences adventure and danger. He experiences friendship and unconditional love. He experiences the care of a loving husband.

And maybe Doied might end up getting a little attached to his cute egg children. Maybe Doied will end up taking a bit of a liking to his twin’s husband—but Q!Cellbit is a smart guy. He knows his husband from the inside out. There’s a chance that he already noticed how oddly different “Q Roier” is. The signs were there in the most recent stream. The lack of “guapito” and the hug only directed at the eggs…

Doied experiences love for the first time, then it gets ripped right off his hands. A tragic end for a tragic character.

[biblioflyer]

X-Men: Disproportionate Power, Disproportionate Disorder

Superheroes and Villains are already well understood to complicate traditional understandings of crime, law enforcement, and general social cohesion. When large numbers of people start manifesting powers, the problem only grows. As does the existential dread.

Previously I discussed why X-Men as a setting is fundamentally pessimistic as a necessity according to the creative choices made. It is an essay in 5 parts:

1,2,3,4,5

This is a new series analyzing how experience and social status influences Mutant outlooks on the assimilation vs separatism/supremacy question.

The last part unpacked Xavier’s relatively pampered background and how it likely made him more optimistic, but also how he’s seen more of the sharp end that he’s usually given credit for.

Mutants complicate systems of justice. Assuming the same spectrum of morality as Sapiens, Mutatis with Dark Triad personalities and high power levels, perhaps even Omega level, represent an existential threat. Unlike mortal Premieres and Presidents, someone like Apocalypse can’t easily be thwarted by a minion who simply doesn’t follow orders. Incidentally, I’d happily swap out pretty much any Federal holiday for a Vasily Arkhipov day.

X-Men is also rife with examples of Mutants with more minor abilities using them for criminal intent. Although we could of course fairly ask whether the lack of acceptance pushed them to this, we still must expect that even in a more just society, some Mutants will suffer mental health crises or otherwise simply be contrarian and problematic because it's part of the natural spectrum of Humanity.

Much of social thought is oriented around the idea that you can design a society that rewards good behavior and works around the worst instincts of humans very effectively. Debates over models and systems are functionally debates over what is the more correct understanding of human motivation and behavior and the best way to encourage “good” behavior and discourage “bad” behavior, and to a great extent by what rubrics we should judge good and bad. 

I think all told, we have done better than many historical societies: a person in the 70s/80s would be shocked at how low US rates of violent crime are. This is the era that gave us Escape from New York and Judge Dredd: the idea of entire cities as prisons. 

This is perhaps not an unfamiliar concept to those who watch closely the status and fates of stateless and displaced people now that information more widely circulates, but many people had their ideas about cities shaped by historical crime waves. Many people are also slow to update their assumptions about cities and carry those biases to the present..

I’ve seen it noted that the correlation between living in a rural area and skepticism of government and the regulation of behavior, the so-called “nanny state”, may represent a difference in experience. In the country or small towns, dumb or antisocial behavior has lighter consequences. It impacts fewer people. If you’re playing around with distilling, making homemade explosives, or just having a loud party, the distance between homes often means it's largely the problem of the people involved in doing something reckless or stupid if something goes wrong.

If you throw an all night rager in a densely packed apartment building with walls that wouldn’t pass muster as Amazon packing material, you’re likely to make a lot of enemies. Same as if you start playing around with toxic chemicals. Expectations that people will simply self-regulate, following the honor system or being wary of its dark twin: the Darwin Award, simply fall apart when there are too many people in too close of quarters. 

Eventually someone’s judgment is going to be dubious because even under the most ideal of circumstances, you probably can’t quite keep every last outlier on the Bell Curve from frakking around and finding out.

Now add superpowers into the mix. 

So we who exist outside of the narrative need to contend with this: Human fear of the consequences of Mutant powers wielded by the unscrupulous or disordered is rational.

Collective punishment and oppression of Mutants remains cruel and unjust.

Next: The precariousness of passing and the earned cynicism of those who have known only the wrong end of the boot.

[dappersautismcreature]

i think, i think i really love q!bagi and imma defend her as much as i do qbbh like,, im sorry cellbit defenders i am still one of you but some of yall really need to realize that you are putting all of the problems of the mystery twins relationship onto bagi and just,, thats a bit of an issue.

its not all on her to repair cellbit, or her and cellbit's relationship. and insinuating that it is,, is,, well,, falling into a bit of misogyny?

she's gone through shit too, and what happened to cellbit was completely not her fault, so why is she mean and bad and dumb for having feelings about how much he's changed? for needing more than a few days to accept this change? for reacting "wrong" to this completely fucked up turn of events?

as much as bagi needs to come to terms with how much her brother has changed, and has not needed her,, cellbit needs to realize that he was not the only victim of the federation, and that while his childhood was stolen from him, bagi's was also stolen, when her brother went missing and she had to dedicate her life to finding him.

as always, i will reflect on my own experiences as a sibling. it is best to assume with twins, with siblings, that one is not more of a victim of circumstance than the other. they were both fuckin kids, and they were both victims of horrible things, stop putting cellbit on a pedestal of "more broken" or "should be treated as more traumatized or delicate"

idk i just dont want people to put bagi down for reacting in any way because im sorry but she's gonna be heavily traumatized too and its not on only her to be the grown adult here. she shouldn't be forced to 'mother' a 'broken' man, i hate that trope -____-

[civicmuses]

I know I posted a link to my DeviantArt submission, but here's a full picture of my Sally and Elias' family tree.

1st line:

Alexander is the first king of the modern royal Acorn family. After uniting the separate mobian tribes all over the Acorn Archipelago to form the Kingdom of Acorn, Alexander was named king of his new kingdom and his wife, Angelica, was named queen.

2nd line:

Alexander and Angelica had three children: Theodore, Edith and Cornelius. As his eldest son, Theodore was named the next king of the Kingdom of Acorn. He was betrothed to Alice, who he was wed to shortly after his 18th birthday. As king, he continued to manage the Kingdom of Acorn's grow in it's power.

3rd line:

Theodore and Alice had two children: Emerson and Diana. While Emerson was initially named the next king, he was tragically shot dead by a human. It was an accident, really: Emerson and that human (a teen boy named Paladin) were messing around with a gun and when Paladin aimed at a nearby Flicky, Emerson took the bullet and bled out. In his grief, Theodore banned contact with the United Federation and banned firearms (until it was overruled during the Great War). Diana was born later in Theodore's life. And despite being a female, she was made queen of the Kingdom of Acorn shortly after her father's death. She was married to William.

4th line:

Diana and William only had one son: Julius. Due to being so unprepared for being queen, Diane spent most of her time preparing her son for his role as king. Following a near death experience as a young man, Julius became very religious and introduced a number of religions into the kingdom. He was betrothed to Julia.

5th line:

Julius and Julia had two children: Romulus and Aelia. As king, Romulus spent his time, building up the kingdom's power and authority. He made very well sure that he was viewed as a good ruler. He was betrothed to Rhea.

6th & 7th lines:

Romulus and Rhea had one son: George. George was spoiled rotten by both of his parents. So much so that he deemed himself perfect. Under this delusion, he started a war with the United Nations (King George's Folly). Due to losing war and a variety of other bad decisions, the court deemed him unfit to rule and rendered him powerless until his passing. He went to the grave thinking he had no faults.

George has 6 ex-wives (yes, this is a reference to King Henry's 6 ex-wives). The first was Catherine (chipmunk), a noble from a colony in Efrika, who he was initially betrothed to before he began seeing Anne (the Skunk), a noble from Eurish (in the Sonic equivalent of France), who became his 2nd wife. He then began seeing Jane, a noble from Avalon, who died shortly after giving birth. Then, he married Maria, a noble from the Sonic equivalent of Germany, before he began seeing Joyce, another noble from Avalon, before he ended up with Maud. Maud was his wife until the day he died.

8th line:

George only managed to have 3 kids: Elizabeth, Margaret and George I. George I, his only son via Jane, was killed during the war. Margaret, his youngest daughter via Anne, mysteriously disappeared during the war. With no other heir, Elizabeth, his eldest daughter via Catherine, was made queen. Disgusted by her father's actions, she spent most of her time mending the relationship between the Kingdom of Acorn and it's citizens and rebuilding the kingdom from the war. She was betrothed to Walter.

9th line:

Elizabeth and Walter had one son: Reginald. Reginald was a romantic at heart who loved to write poetry. He ushred in a new wave of arts exploration in the kingdom. He was a bad poet. Instead of being bethrothed, he married his wife, Caroyln, after meeting her during a trip to a colony in Tralius.

10th line:

Reginald and Carolyn had three children: twins Silvanus & Silas and Christina. The older of the twins, Silvanus, was made the next king. Not feeling like the kingdom was doing enough, he made a lot of questionable decisions in order to strengthen the kingdom's authority and control. He was betrothed to Loida.

11th line:

Silvanus had two daughters: Charlotte and Katharine. Due to having no male heirs, Charlotte was named the next queen. As queen, she tried to quickly broker peace with the United Nations. It was often speculated that she only did this just so she could travel the world. During her travels, she met and married Charles.

12th line:

Charlotte and Charles has two children: Frederick and Rosetta. As king, Frederick endured the Great War with the United Nations. Despite the conflict, he was extremely open and welcoming during his reign. Following Alexander’s example, he tried to open his kingdom to new people and ideas. He was betrothed to Helen.

13th line:

Frederick and Helen had three children: Nigel, Max and Julayla. Nigel is the current king. Following his father’s example, he welcomed individuals like Dr. Robotnik and Naugus into his kingdom…only to be betrayed by them. Spent time in the Special Zone until he was rescued and returned to his throne, where he rules to this day. He was betrothed to Alicia. Max, meanwhile, choose to travel the world where he met Bianca. Julayla, meanwhile, dedicated herself to becoming a mentor to her niece prior to her passing. She was extremely close to Rosie, her cousin via her mother.

14th line:

Nigel and Alicia had two children: Sally and Elias. Once forced into hiding by Dr. Robotnik, Sally and Elias came to form the Freedom Fighters who continue to protect the Kingdom of Acorn to this day. Max and Bianca, meanwhile, had two children: Richelle and Tuftee. Shortly after Tuftee was born, Bianca disappeared, leaving Max with their two kids. It wasn't long until they lost Max as well. They are now under the care of their uncle.

[pumpkinpietimb]

Inside the facility

(More SCAU!! Because I’m falling in love with the au. And I need a distraction from the lack of Foolish streams...)

The children initially had no names when they escaped. They had numbers tattooed on their skin for their designated ‘Batch’’. (The numbers are the QNPC01, QNPC02 etc etc, we know who has which) (The eggs that we don’t know the numbers of will be assigned in a later date)

Chayanne is the oldest, being 15 years old, Dapper and Ramon at 14 (they are not biological twins but they like to think of each other as their twin), Leo is 13, Bobby is 12, Talullah is 11, and so are Juana and Tilin. Trumpet, Richarlyson, and Pomme are 10

The children often get to see each other during group training where they get taught hand to hand combat and firearm training. There are other children in the facility of course, but group training is done in batches. This one is batch Q. 

Leo, Tallulah, Richarlyson, and Pomme are kind of outliers in batch Q. They did not get integrated into the group until much later because their powers were deemed too ‘invasive’/’powerful’ to be around the other children. The only reason Chayanne wasn’t clumped with them is because he was the first experiment in their batch and showed no sign of defiance.

Tallulah, Richarlyson, and Pomme were actually introduced to the group wayyy before Leo was. Leo actually only met the rest the day they escaped. Tho only one who knew of her existence were Chayanne (who knew everything), Trumpet (who snuck out one day and found her room), and Richarlyson (who saw a vision that they would need her to escape).

They are all mute, save for Chayanne who can speak a word or two here and there. ALL the children in the facility were mute. The Federation didn’t like it when their test subjects screamed or cried or made any kind of noise. So guess what they did…

[grimaussiewitch]

Mcyt test tube baby headcanons:

(This is all for fun and is only the characters that the creators presents. I have zero clue if anyone here is an actual test tube baby and even then, real life ivf is way different then whatever I wrote here)

Jaiden: federation Jaiden headcanon/theory goes hand in hand with test tube creation. Just make a baby to work for you.

Grian: look at him. He was not naturally created.

Scar: something about that face feels like it was plastered onto a baby. Like you have a baby floating in a tube and it just has a smirk and wide, unblinking eyes. Somehow born with scars.

Wilbur: “but what about Kristen and Phil!” Nah, the two did some sort of science or magic to make the baby and the Samsung fridge was the surrogate. He was developing along side vegetables. Embryo Wilbur was probably frozen for six months in the freezer part of the fridge too.

Docm77: a creeper that is also a player and enjoys redstone, aka the closest to science in minecraft. Sounds like an experiment to turn mobs into players.

Zedaph: another case of science esq man. Probably makes clones of himself. If not, a sheep magically transforming into zedaph at random.

Foolish: technically kind of canon?? Only if you really think about it. I mean he had to totems be his kids on the dsmp so someone probably made him. How are totems made…

Tommyinnit: lab innit my beloved. Feral energy that can only be contained in a science tube.

Etho: is Canadian.

Mumbo jumbo: the tube was a Pringles can.

Tubbo: he just has the vibes.

Scott smajor: this man is on nearly every smp, at lest one of him was made in a lab. Which one? I do not know.

Shubble: not through a biology lab but the magical equivalent. Season 1!empires was from a mushroom or flower, season 2 is via witch magic. Stirring some good soup and bam! A baby.

Skeppy: is a test tube baby in the way blocks and objects are made through a crafting table.

Pearlescentmoon: no rhyme or reason. She just is. Just picture stardust slushing around in a tube. That’s Pearl.

Literally any mob player ever, especially slime: they either came conscious or was goop in a lab.

Prince Zam: I don’t know much about life steal or Prince Zam but he just has the vibes you know?

Xisumavoid/Evil X: you know how identical twins are made through eggs splitting? Yeah that’s these two. But once fully split they got extra dna thrown into them, just to spice things up. One became more “evil” and the other “British”