#Anomaly hivemind

[anomaly-hivemind]

Horror Convention || No. 9 Gloryhole w/ Horror Characters x Fem! Reader

Kinktober Masterlist

Part 2

Word Count: 1995

Warnings: gloryhole, free use, exhibition, overstimulation, large cock, vaginal sex, gangbang if you squint, vagianl fingering, mask kink, stranger sex, cosplaying oral sex, blow jobs, hand job, spit as lube, multiple orgasms,

You were going to a horror convention, it was your first one and you couldn't be more excited to go. You were wearing a slutty freddy krueger outfit excluding the knife coves because they sold out at the spirit halloween. It was too late to buy any online. You were wearing a ripped up black and red cropped top, a jean mini skirt, some stressed thigh-highs and wedges.

When you finally got inside the convention center, there were a lot of things going on with an unsettling low amount of security personnel around. It was a bit overwhelming but you were going to push through it just fine. It was full of cosplaying horror characters, new and old, popular and niche. Even horror shorts films, tv shows and games.

“Can I take a picture with you? I really like the freddy outfit,” the muffled voice of a guy said behind an old respirator.

Oh yeah sure, I like your outfit too. It's from my bloody valentine right?” you lean into the guy so he could take the photo. The guy pulls you close to him for the picture, then he turns to face you.

“Yeah I've had this for a while now.” he laughs and crosses his arm.

“Well it's super cool, practically identical to the movie.” you look him up and down, he was a carbon copy of the original.

“A bunch of my buddies and staff are hosting an event on the west wing in an hour. You should totally go. “ The Harry warden cosplayer handed a pass for the event. ‘Glory Horror’ printed on the card.

“Yeah I will be there.” you nod and take the pass. You can't believe you got an event pass for free.

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An hour had passed, you had bought a scream poster, a friday the 13th shirt and the regret of your shoe choices. You push past the last part and make your way to the event. It was a ways away from everything else which was a bit suspicious but not enough for you to turn around. You show the bouncer guy your pass and ID, because you guess this is an 18 plus event.

You take a seat in the front, the seats were really comfortable. The lights were dim and the walls around the panel looked sound proof. This was super fancy for a panel. It makes you wonder what's going to happen, especially with how fast the room is getting filled with horror fans such as yourself. Most of them were wearing masks from what you can see in the dark space.

A bright red stage light hits the middle of the stage. The familiar guy from earlier that gave you your pass to this event walks to the center. Two other people dragged something onto the stage behind him, also dressed up, one looked like Amanda the pig from the jigsaw moves or the dead by daylight game. The other person was dressed like the monster from Jeepers creepers. There was a large box with a set of holes of different sizes, odd but you find the tv and cameras placed inside and outside the box.

“Welcome to this year's Glory Horror event. Many of you who know about this event already know what's up, but for our virgin Marys let me explain what’s up.” Harry warden cosplayer says through the microphone, his mask muffling his words.

“We’re going to pick a lucky Slasher Slut in the audience to go into the box.” The man snickered as the crowd went wild. Harry looked into the group of seated people, presumably to find someone to put in the box.

“Anything goes when you're behind the veil.” he points to the closed door.

You look around the audience that you were in and they all seemed excited to either be picked or see who was going to end up being picked. You just stare at everyone in confusion.

“You, are you willing to take a dive into carnal pleasures and try out the box?” He points to you from the crowd, when you point to yourself he nods. You stand up, nerves run down your spine as you walk onto the stage. You were surprised with how excited every person in the audience seemed to be that you got picked.

“What am I supposed to do?” you asked while looking at the box.

“It's pretty self explanatory, but you get in the box, the cameras are already set up, we gave you a screen to see the reactions you're giving people.” You nod at him and step into the box, it was large and you could stand up right without being seen by anyone, not counting the screen that was broadcasting you to the outside.

“You can strip down any point and if you want out of the box just push the button to unlock the door.

“You want me to do what now.” you asked from behind the wall, your voice muffled mostly.

“Strip, take off those slutty clothes and either open that pretty mouth or a hole. Prepared to get stuffed in whichever you choose and you can switch at whatever time doll.

You think for a moment, you could back out right now but a part of you wanted to see what happened. With a shaky breath you take off your freddy krueger fit and finally take off your dreadful shoes. You were just in your bra and underwear, taking a seat on your knees in the middle. The bigger hole was covered with a black sheet.

A knock on one of the sides catches your attention, you turn your head and your eyes widen. A veiny cock filled the hole, making it look smaller than it was and it makes your mouth water. You looked over at your screen to see what you're working with, a guy wearing a Michael Myers mask. Your lip quivers as you wrap your fingers around his length.

His balls twitch as you tighten the grip on this stranger’s cock. You use your saliva to wet the tip of his dick. You hear the faint groan of the Myers look alike, it was hot and a turn on for sure. You take his cock deeper in your mouth, almost gagging on it, using your hand to massage his balls and or stroke the rest of his meaty meat.

Another knock from the others size makes you pull your lips off Myer’s member. Someone else had slid their dick into the other hole, the screen splits so you can see the masked figure. It was Brahms, down to the black messy hair, even matches the drapes decorating the base of this man’s uncut dick.

You take your other hand and start to rub at his cute dick. Both of your hands were being filled with their cocks. You were soaking wet from how hot this was and if your hands went filled you would be touching yourself right now. You placed licks on both the dicks one after the other. Even the thought that there were a bunch of people on the other side of this box, watching and listening or maybe even waiting to take a turn with you.

It was hot, you felt hot and you wanted more of all of it. You squeeze the guys dicks as you jerk them both off with determination. Michael myers’ dick twitching was the only short warning you get before he shoots a hot load onto your chest. Your bra ruined with cum makes you pout for a moment before you take the thing off. You put your mouth onto the remaining man and take him down your throat. Brahms cums down your esophagus, his seed tasting weirdly sweet on your tastebuds.

You lick your lips after pulling away the dicks both gone from the holes, making you sigh. You slide off your panties and just as you thought you dripped in arousal. You rub yourself and let out short moans, a guy that was looking like Jason Voorhees pushed his phat cock through the hole. It looked heavy, craving your touch. You touch yourself with one hand while sucking off this fat dick. Even if you couldn’t fit all or even most of it into your mouth you sure as hell tried. You moan against the length of this Jason.

Your fingers thrust into yourself at a similar pace as you sucked and stroked his dick. You come to a stand and turn around, your wet cunt fluttering with horniness. Lining your slit with a guy who looked like a slasher’s dick. You let out a hearty moan as this fat cock stretches you out. You could feel his dick twitch and the man moan from the intrusion. He bottoms out in you, your walls clench around him and then he starts to move slowly in and out of you. You rub your clit as your hole gets pounded into. Another dick pops into the hole in front of you and wraps your hand around it with hesitation. Peaking at the screen in the box you see that it's a guy dressed up in a ghostface outfit.

“Ohshit ohshit ohfucking hell.” you were on the verge of coming and the mix of a Jason hitting all your spots with his girth was making it harder to focus on stroking the guy in front of you.

You try your best to get the other guy to completion but your own impending orgasm was a bit of a distraction to say the least. This Jason guy’s thrust was getting relentless and it was super hot to say the least. You hold on for as long as you could but when you feel the man’s load start to pool down your leg sends you down the edge. Before you could complain about how fast the guy pulled out another guy pushed into you, somehow even thicker and longer than the Jason guy.

You squeeze the hell out of the ghostface and your thumb pushes on his slit. It makes the guy come all over you and hand it a messy gush. The new masked covered hottie was fast enough to work you past that previous orgasm but Jason had given you but now you were getting a bit overstimulated. The faint tapping of the man's pyramid helmet on the box wall makes you giggle. Yet the humor in all of this was cut short from the brutal thrust this pyramid head was giving you.

You were already about to fall into another climax, you couldn't help but scream out a moan that you're sure everyone in the panel heard. Maybe even people outside nearby could hear your whorish moans and whales. This massive curved dick was rubbing your insides just right and your lower half couldn't take much more of it, not standing up like you are right now at least. You reach another chaotic mind altering, pussy spasming, leg trembling, back arching, toe curling climax that almost gives you whiplash an.

You feel the sticky seed fill your cunt and pull out with lackluster pace, almost like he didn’t want to leave your warmth so it takes a minute or so before he actually does . When the pyramid head finally pulls out, your body drops to the stage ground with a thud. You were panting like a dog, cum was dripping out of you and sticking to your thighs. Your heart is pounding in your chest as you try to catch your breath.

“This is the best Horror con ever.” you say breathlessly, as you look at another dick slipping into one of the holes. Checking your provided inside the box you see who it is, the host of this event… it’s Harry warden.

[kailysander]

Bloodborne pathogen

[i-am-a-fish]

the average tumblr user will see this post. they will feel compelled to open up the comments. when they do this they'll see that nearly every comment written is identical.

they all say "Man, I sure do love the hivemind".

with that exact same punctuation and capitalization.

upon scrolling further they might find comments that do not say this.

they will be compelled to reply to that comment with the word "Anomaly". and nothing more.

[rivilu]

Putting him in the blender is no longer enough I need to-

[the-good-luck-anomaly]

[ending-the-cycle-ask]

You want info about Henry? Yeah, I’m not ratting out my boy. Curious as I may be, there’s no way I’m putting him in danger just to ask you questions.

My, my~ You aren’t a little hivemind after all! I’m glad at least some of you could see things my way~

A 10.6, hm? Interesting… I’ve never seen an anomaly rating that high before, even in my line of work…

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[avelera]

Hi! I wanted to hear your thoughts about something that keeps on nagging me about the Glorious Evolution... what's the difference between the Evolved and the Pompeii-esque husks we see in the ruined timeline? Viktor states his intent is to Evolve everyone willing and connect them into one mind but we only ever actually see him evolve his commune followers. Towards the end we see that either Viktor himself, the drone bots, or the anomaly via the mind-strings, can begin to 'assimilate' people, but that never progresses to getting Evolved. Jayce almost losing himself in golden light seems to be what happens if it's allowed to finish. So does everyone else who isn't 'touched' just get decimated by the anomaly blast? What was Viktor's intent for Jayce ultimately - I feel like he wasn't going to Evolve him, he wanted him by his side and we see in the ruined timeline that he's a husk, not a drone. I'm still struggling to make sense of these different end-states for those who get plugged into the hivemind, and how it's decided who ends up getting connected or just destroyed.

Sorry it took me a while to get to this one, it was a combination of real life and not really having an answer ready because I agree, it is vexing.

I don't quite know how to break down what happened and who is what, but I can try to make sense of it with the things we know:

In this reality, Jayce never shot Viktor through the chest. Presumably, this means Viktor continued with his plans without interruption.

Ambessa arrived at the commune before Jayce did, so his going back did not alter that event. So that would be the same in both universes. To me, this means that Viktor was heading towards his moment of disillusionment either way, either by Jayce's hands or by Ambessa.

Keep in mind, Jayce shooting Viktor is NOT why Vander went crazy. So many people miss this, but it's actually because of Singed injecting him. Admittedly, he did so while everyone's backs were turned because of the interruption of Jayce's attack but I think the full-scale conflict that broke out was quite likely in either universe, with or without Jayce.

I think what also gets lost in this discussion is what Salo was doing at the base of the Hexgates: retrieving Hex crystal cores.

So, while Viktor was running low on energy, he may have found an alternative by using Hex crystals which Jayce scuttled by killing Salo. No one else from the commune (except arguably Viktor himself) would have the authority to get into the Hexgate base without getting stopped.

As far as we know, without getting shot, Viktor never turned to Singed for Apex Shimmer via Vander/Warwick. I believe this because Wizard Viktor doesn't have the Machine Herald appearance. Arguably he's able to shed it or it's an illusion, etc etc, but truly I believe the Machine Herald appearance is a direct result of Jayce shooting Viktor and him being forced to turn to Apex Shimmer to heal.

We also know in Wizard Viktor's original timeline, Jayce probably joined him instead of shooting him. I've argued before in another meta that Jayce in Wizard Viktor's timeline likely gave into Viktor willingly at the top of the tower.

So, where does that leave us? I'm going to propose this alternate timeline:

Viktor is disillusioned by Ambessa's attack but he's not weakened because Jayce never shot him.

Using the Hex crystals Salo stole from the Hexgates, Viktor has enough power to continue assimilating people.

I'd argue: Viktor forcibly assimilates Ambessa's forces or he otherwise begins an assault on the city, perhaps with her as an ally. I only note this because it does look like there are more converted/ascended people in the Anomaly Future that there were cultists and him assimilating Ambessa's forces (including Cait, for example, but not including Jinx because her balloon is visible crashed into the Hexgate tower in the Anomaly future) is one possible explanation.

Viktor achieved this using Hex crystals, not Apex Shimmer. He was also able to do a version of the robot/ascended cultists because of the Hex crystal powers but not enough to give them that porcelain and gold "sheathe". Perhaps he didn't even feel the need to design his ascended cultists that way in this world, because he wasn't competing with Mel, because Jayce had already joined him.

Viktor then goes to the Anomaly at the base of the Hex tower. He believes that this will give him the power to convert the rest of the world and end all conflict.

And this is where things get really damn speculative but I'll try my best:

Viktor claims the Anomaly. He and Jayce go together willingly to the top of the Hexgate tower to make this vision of peace a reality using its power.

In celebration of their plan finally reaching its successful conclusion, Viktor brings Jayce into the hivemind. Jayce is kneeling in front of Viktor willingly, with his hammer held before him in fealty.

Unlike in the canon timeline, we also know Viktor didn't bring any other robots up there with him, possibly because he didn't need the show of force or to restrain a willing Jayce. (or they could have descended later I guess but eh, I'm taking my visual difference as clues where I can)

Viktor converts Jayce to be his equal, somehow, in that he's different from both the cultists and the corpses.

However, this does not bring Jayce to his level, it just adds Jayce's consciousness to the growing soup of consciousness inside Viktor's head/the Hexcore, whatever it is. Jayce is effectively dead.

Then, this moment happens, which was the goal of the Hexcore the whole time: to lay waste to civilizations who overuse magic:

The mage rising over the city.

Wizard Viktor does this either out of grief at having lost Jayce or he does so before he loses Jayce (the order isn't super important, he loses him either way) and the Hexcore takes over to finish its own goals.

Everyone who isn't already assimilated gets taken out by the subsequent violent shockwave.

I might be missing some things. Honestly, we know some things went different because Viktor was never shot, because he got Hex crystals, because Jayce might have joined him at the commune, but how the battle broke down after that is very unclear. We do know that Jinx took part in the battle because she also flew her balloon into the Hexgate tower. How exactly that battle kicked off and who the combatants were is much less clear. We do know that Viktor didn't convert all of the city before those remaining got annihilated, so something must have gone wrong with his attempt to hive mind everyone that they all died instead.

The only curious note I can't quite reconcile is Wizard Viktor's speech about, "Once every equation is solved." Because it sounds like the Hexcore, or Viktor, determined that the only way to actually stop all conflict, the way to solve the equation, is to just murder everyone.

Which... um, yeah. I guess that works! But it definitely casts Wizard Viktor as either a pawn of the Hexcore or as an absolutely terrifying psychopath if that's his definition, which by the way I'm totally cool with because I love Wizard Viktor but I can easily see him being actually insane at this point and an only mildly remorseful supervillain who's really only sad Jayce died too so there was no one to save Viktor before he ended up in this dreamless solitude. Make of that what you will too.

I still don't feel like I have a clear answer for you, but hopefully this helps!

[dont-know-where]

ALRIGHT MORE LEVITY RISES IDEAS! THIS TIME FOR SMILE PUP! (Plus randomly assorted LR ideas/hcs)

Smile Pup

Smile Pup (or SP for short) is still trying to make an eternal party (Smilegeddon?), but it's more "I'm gonna spread happiness across the multiverse by making everyone else happy, whether they want to be or not :D" and less "MY FRIENDS AND I ARE GONNA TEAR THE MULTIVERSE TO SHREDS AND MAKE IT INTO PARTY HATS WOOOOOO!!!"

Imagine the Mabel Bubble, but one for everyone. That's it that's Smilegeddon.

SP is both of the Pups btw. It's kind of a hivemind situation??

Smile Dip was a thing SP inspired to form better communication between SP and humans, but it got...discontinued.

SP is a dream demon, but one under more...specific conditions. SP can only enter the mindscape of people coming off an energy burst. So all Mabel has to do to talk to the pups is chug a cup of Mabel Juice, run around for an hour or so, and pass out.

SP makes a deal with Mabel! SP gives Mabel art tips and pointers on where to find anomalies in Levity Rises, and she helps her brother and his girlfriendddddd ooooooo work on the mysterious portal in his basement! A win-win-win!

Assorted Ideas

Ford knows how to knit (only a bit though...the most he can make are six-fingered gloves. Mabel teaches him a bit more though!)

Dipper had claustrophobia! But after Sixer helped him! (by leading him into a cave and getting them lost, thereby proving he can survive anything and curing his claustrophobia) On an unrelated note, Sixer has claustrophobia now.

Pacifica makes the memory gun, but it's reserve for her and her alone. Eventually, Fiddleford finds the blueprints and makes his own version, starting the Society of the Blind Eye just a year or two before Stanley and Sixer arrive at Levity Rises.

Along with gravity shortages, anyone caught in the power surge that the inter-dimensional portal creates feels like someone pumped their brains full of pure joy. (Because cmon. Levity Rises. Levity.)

[1296-very-good-year]

What I absolutely adore about Arcane in season 1 was its dedication to treating magic realistically. Science is the study of the natural world after all, and in Arcane's world, magic IS natural. Scientists would be the ones pursuing it.

Hextech was always going be invented, if not by Jayce and Viktor, then by somebody else down the line. By trying to stop them, Heimerdinger was only delaying the inevitable.

We get to see exactly how "science" can go wrong, both with Jayce succumbing to political manipulation to build weapons on behalf of the ruling class, and with Viktor throwing caution to the wind in his desperation to save himself. BOTH of them fuck around and find out. Dead child and dead Sky. (Singed is also used to explore a lack of ethics).

BUT Heimerdinger is not proven right. His position of trying to stop their research for the harm it could cause was wrong, because all scientific/technological progress can lead to harm. Harnessing fire allowed us to cook food and boil water to kill germs, dramatically improving and saving lives. It also lets us burn down cities, but that is no reason to avoid using fire altogether.

Season 1 does end with a Hextech-powered bomb going off in Viktor and Jayce's face, but it is clear that the corruption of the council and the systemic injustice the rich profited from is what created Silco, Jinx, and ultimately that bomb. Happy people don't burn down cities.

The council had control of all Hextech development from the beginning. They demanded the creation of the Hexgates - which did nothing to help the people of Zaun - and Piltover flourished. Zaun only got worse in those 6 years. All Viktor and Jayce wanted to do was give magic to everyone, but Heimerdinger made them delay it, and so their work was only used to serve the wealthy. They were never allowed the freedom to give magic to the common people.

Heimerdinger's stagnation as leader on the council for decades was infinitely more responsible for that bomb than Viktor and Jayce.

End of Season 1. Brilliant. Showstopping. Spectacular. Etc.

How does season 2 expand on this? Spoiler alert....

NOT WELL

We are introduced to the concept of the Arcane itself reacting negatively to use of Hextech. The anomaly appears that begins to poison life that comes in contact with it. Here is our metaphor for environmental destruction/pollution by industry. Interesting, let's see where that metaphor leads! (The answer is it leads nowhere).

While Heimerdinger was never shown grappling with the results of the terrorist attack that killed people he was presumably close to, he did FINALLY change enough to help Ekko create an anomaly to get home. He also worked directly to improve the lives of people in Zaun in the 3 years he was in that alternate timeline. Good stuff!

AND THEN

We are told that in all timelines Viktor goes crazy and tries to assimilate everyone into a single emotionless hivemind. Inevitably. Except, the alternate timeline where Ekko and Heimerdinger go is one without Hextech at all, where Jayce likely killed himself, and Viktor would have died from his disease. So, either there is an evil Viktor running around offscreen in that timeline, or he only ends the world if Hextech is invented.

If we make the more obvious assumption that Viktor only goes crazy in all timelines where Hextech is invented, then the through line here is that apparently Hextech should never have been pursued in the first place, and Viktor should have just let himself die.

"Hextech is a curse," Jayce says, and this is not once challenged by the narrative.

"I used to want to give magic to the world, now all I want is my partner back." .....what the fuck...

Jayce and Viktor's arcs are complete when they decide to kill themselves TOGETHER this time, along with destroying the Hexgates, the anomaly, and Ekko's Z drive, symbolically removing Hextech from the world to save the day. This is - in the writers words - the end of their story.

Season 2 says Viktor and Jayce should never have stopped each other from jumping to their deaths. Hextech was bad all along, actually.

Mel's magic is natural and wonderful because she was born with it.

And Singed apparently didn't try to use magic for his unethical science, so he gets his happy ending :)

[river-billcipherfan]

Anomaly #04.

Man, I sure do love the hivemind.

[anomaly-hivemind]

Is this Enough || No. 6 w/Jinpachi Ego/ Gn reader

Kinktober Masterlist

Warnings: dubcon, frottage, dry humping, Slight public scene.

Word Count: 745

Ego and you were watching the teams play an overly intense game of soccer ball. Ego has been inching closer to you as the game went on. By the time the games half time he was up against you, sitting in the chair making it uncomfortable for the both of you. To make yourself more comfy you get up and just sit in his lap, not wanting to sit in his old chair because it was far too uncomfortable for your back.

Ego wraps his arms around you and hugs you slightly. The game was going smoothly, no yellow or red cards given. Ego’s hold on you was getting a bit tighter as you shifted a bit in his lap. His face was pressed against your back as if he was breathing in your scent. It was a little odd in your opinion but you don't really care too much. He knew that if you were uncomfortable you would tell him.

As the time went on you felt him pull you further back on his lap. The slight shuffle of his hips makes you jump and you try to look back at him without turning your head. Ego seemed to be paying more attention to you than the game on the screen in front of them. It almost made you squirm a bit in his lap.

Ego moved his hip upward for a moment, a disguise with him moving to get more comfortable in the chair. Then he goes still for a few minutes, then he would repeat his ‘hip adjustments,’ make you confused.

“Do you want me to move?” you tilt your head to look back at him.

“No, you're fine. I want you to stay right where you are.” He said quickly, his breath fanning your ear.

“If you say so.” you turn back to the soccer game, the opposing team had just made a score.

He leaned into you to watch the game with a large smile on his face. He rolled his crotch against your ass, and you shiver. Did he do that on purpose you couldn’t quite tell, but then he did it again a few minutes later. It was odd but you didn’t say anything on it since you were watching the game and you were bound to move around when you were both sitting in the same chair.

Your legs began to cramp so you shifted your weight trying to find a more comfortable position when you felt it. Hard and warm. Your face flushed with color and your body grew stiff.

“Um Ego… maybe I should move,” you are getting ready to get up but he pulls you back firmly on his lap, pressing you right on top of his erection.

“No, you’re going to stay right here,” his face rested on your shoulder and you could hear how his breath seemed to be getting heavier.

“But what if someone walks in, the door is unlocked” you turn your head to look at him, Ego leans closer and kisses you. Just a peck that lasted a few seconds and had you wanting another by the quick time it ended.

“It's fine, no one is coming in here. “ Ego thrusted his hip into you, a small yelp escaped your mouth.

“Anri is supposed to be back from her conference in less than twenty minutes,” said as he moved his cloth cock rubbing against your rear more and more frequently. He rocked his hips more actively, his breath getting shorter and heavier. There was no paying attention to the game at this point anymore.

Ego seemed to have found an angle that was making him feel just right because he was holding you in a tighter grip than before. His glasses were out of place on his face, lopsided on him.

“Fucking hell.” Ego let out a groan as his hips rocked at a constant pace, you could feel the way his cock strained against his pants. Even with the way it twitched under your ass cheeks and you couldn't help but let out a sigh because his movements felt good. You could tell he was going to come any second now.

His hips sputter and he lets out a shaky moan, hip thrust changed to grinding against you . He was rubbing on you until he came down from his high with a breathy pant .

[ultravioart]

Also reading the lore, Anubis was created to be in charge of ecological balance. With ALL the crap ow's humanity was doing, it can be inferred Anubis was forced to sacrifice entire species for humanity's survival. When humanity kept squandering healthy change, Anubis did what it was programmed to do: keep earth's ecological systems in balance. The biggest threat WAS humanity. Declassified stated after yet another round of global conservation talks that went no where, Anubis' monitoring team was taken out by limiting the air vents. (<We don't know what caused the ventilation shut down to occur. Could have been Anubis, could have been an outside actor aiming to sabotage Anubis.)

Then Anubis went 'rogue'

^ But I don't think Anubis went "rogue" -- Anubis was doing exactly what it was programmed to do. Balance the ecological systems of earth. And if there was any non human species causing a mass extinction event like humanity was doing, anubis would prune it. Logically, it HAD to have pruned species before.

Bc of what Anubis did, it implies ow humanity was statistically likely to end up killing earth, so Anubis determined it was worth the risk of causing some eco damage vs complete eco destruction if humanity kept it's course.

But Anubis lost, and now earth is severely damaged PLUS it doesn't have a god ai to oversee the entire systems PLUS the ecopoints have become more and more disjointed, with unsettling new weather anomalies and seemingly energy spikes out if no where (it's confirmed anubis had created secret omniums like in the east China sea, so I guess that there are more secret omniums, one could be in antarctica to match the unsual readings Mei discussed in the PVE codex.)

All this to say, by technicalities... #AnubisWasRight lmafo. Yet ow portrays Anubis as 'rogue' but like. Humanity made a stupidly designed tool, and was punished for hubris.

But then we look at how Ramattra disagrees with Anubis. And I find that really fascinating. We know it's in part of Ramattra disagreeing with how Anubis sent omnics to thier demise, but that's hindsight for the Awakening. So what could it be? ...I genuinely think Ramattra disagrees with the purposeful extinction of humanity. Ramattra is fighting humanity, yes, but only for omnic liberation from humanity's oppression.

I think his view is that trusting humanity as a species is dangerous bc humanity is not a hivemind like omnics can be. Humans cannot unilaterally organize, which causes violence and no assured generational safety. And omnics NEED assured safety throughout the generations bc if one human generation grants omnics liberation, only for the 3rd human generation to deny it again? Omnics are FINITE. They can't afford humanity's wishy washy organization when it comes to omnic's right to exist. Ramattra admires ant colonies: an ant colony is a super organism. He admires the things they build together, and how they cooperate when threatened.

I think this is why Ramattra is fine with individual "helpful humans" but not humanity as a whole bc humanity isn't a superorganism. I'm not sure where OW is going with Ramattra, but having Ramattra default like Bastion did with Anubis coding, and become the very thing Ram was terrified of becoming is a really wild take, doomed by the narrative fr. Narratively it's nature vs nurture question but uh... omnics are not organic? Omnics are so ingrained to 'nature'(omnic coding and anubis coding) it can be hard to seperate thier nature even with Aurora's gift of free will. So imo it becomes awkward to portray a "nature vs nurture" question with omnics, bc it implies nature(omnic: coding. organic: genetics) is the true influence. Bastion only became "safe" after Torb removed Bastion's anubis coding. So. Erm.

All this to say, well. Depending on what subjugator helmets do (we know removing a helmet incorrectly causes the subjugated omnic to die :( but what does it do exactly? It's SO ODD that Null Sector targets omnics, but then leaves the subjugated bodies lying around? I really hope it's not actually memory wiping or making omnics brain dead...) Ramattra might ALSO be technically a #RamattraWasRight.

If Ramattra is aiming to preserve as many conciousness of omnics as possible with the helmets, or possibly trying to create a new awakening to solve the finite generation issue. Well. Can you blame him? He will fight for omnic's right to exist, and doesn't aim to cause the extinction of humanity, but IF humanity does go extinct, well. Anubis technically deemed ow humanity on track with destroying all of earth. I think that's Ramattra's logic?

Sorry for rambles, and NO I DO NOT THINK HUMANITY SHOULD GO EXTINCT IN OVERWATCH LOL. But if u could save all life on earth if u prune one species, I think it's logical for robots in ow to choose to sacrifice one species to save earth's future LOL. And I think Ramattra is fully in his rights to defend omnics from extinction with violence because omnics cannot reproduce and ARE facing violence. Ramattra can either sit back and watch omnics go extinct, or step up and fight for survival (ow writes Ram as hasty and unprepared which.... imo is too human/ooc but ig that creates conflict but also like. Wtf he is litterally a commander robot why would he be incompetently hasty).

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dead of night best time to post driver headcanons

- mute. maybe signs asl. ya thats cool

- eyes become glassy and reflective, like a cat's, or rather headlights (faint glow?? idk)

- breathing synchronized with engine? or other part? when the car is on no wait that pulsing blue remnant shit. yes

- driving appears uncanny to others (too fluid, quick reaction time, etc) (car is an extension of drivers self)

> definitely gives off uncanny vibes in general. maybe not immediately noticeable but becomes apparent after a while.

- has a perfect internal compass to the car (+ in general? maybe) and can sense when the car is in danger (basically canon but i like to think its internal instincts, not the mechanic eyes hud)

- pain is shared between driver & car. when the car gets hurt the driver feels an equivalent (+ maybe vice versa?)

- lots of scars and burns from early days before they had proper equipment. later on wears so many protective layers theyre more or less unrecognizable

- definitely one hundred percent becomes a folk tale or legend of sorts within the zone after the events in the game. some believe some dont. maybe rarely encounters arda scientists or other breachers and gives them a ride? (if theres room in between the machinery LMFAO)

> if the topic gets brought up francis vehemently tries to convince non believers the driver is real. does he succeed? probably not.

> tobias did too

- starts referring to themself more commonly as driver/the driver in favor of their original name, unless theres a good reason not to. its who they are now

- maybe develops a faint intuition for the zone (can sense storms moments before the siren, can sometimes sense the presence of nearby anomalies, etc) as a result of being connected to it through the car, depending on how connected the car itself is to the zone. distant adopted relative of the zone hivemind if u will.

> not sure about this one tbh but i like it as a concept

- has petty fights with the car sometimes. like an old married couple. they always make up tho because theyre in love

- driver and francis meetup???? maybe 1 day

[justadeadreaper]

Powers were the hardest of all the Angels to get close to which made it all the more difficult to learn about them and furthermore understand them and the contradicting nature that controls their existence. When Powers were together in large groups on the battlefield or even when they were resting in their barracks in Heaven they seemed to be made up of a collective hivemind, all acting as if they were appendages of the same body tasked to do different things that when put together made complete sense to them but only them alone. But, when alone they seemed to be numb, almost nonexistent as they would stand there watching everything else, only moving or talking when it was deemed necessary or whenever there was a Demon around.

The only emotions that other Angels ever noticed in the Powers were normally either nothing at all or an unstoppable violent rage that would be more fit for someone like Satan to use. Although in secret, surrounded in the safety of the others of their kind or even just when they were alone with people they trust, Powers were seen to display two other emotions, grief and comadiary. If another Power they were close to had the unfortunate demise of dying at the hands of a Demon the Powers that were closest to it would build a shrine for their fallen at which they would mourn and cry at what they had lost. While on the other side of the spectrum, if they had a glorious battle where thousands upon thousands of Demons were killed they were known to privately celebrate with each other by having their own parties and telling jokes to one another as they enjoyed the taste of their friendships and victory.

It was rare for a Power to be by themselves even if it was a task given by the higher-up Angels, except for a rare few cases of Powers that voluntarily stayed alone as if they had been outcasted by the rest for doing something wrong which would not get them kicked out of Heaven but was looked down upon by the others.

If you would ask any Angel if they knew of a Power that voluntarily stayed by itself, most would answer no but if you met the rare few that had witnessed the aftermath of an encounter with him they would all give you the same name.

The Ghost.

No Angel knew his real name, it was believed he did not have one, the only name that he had was the nickname that had been given to him by the other Powers and by Demons. And that nickname was earned, well earned.

He was said to act like a ghost, hiding in the shadows as it stalked its prey like a predator waiting for the right moment to pounce. A being that could be there for one second but as soon as you moved your head to look somewhere else even if it was for less than half a second, when you turned your head back to see him once more he would be gone. Although you could always tell when he was around as the room was completely cold, devoid of any noise as a shiver would rattle through your spine to put every hair on edge. Each sense would be on edge to see if they could catch any sign of him but all of those attempts would be futile as time seemed to stop around him, and he was silent to the point that everyone who had encountered him thought he was mute as no noise would ever be produced by him. Some Angels would joke that the name Wraith would be better suited for him as he was as violent as one, known to rip the heads off of Demons he fought with his own bare hands if he was not bothered enough to use a weapon, if he was command to wipe an area of all the Demons or other enemies that resided there by the time he was done there would be none left.

It would be agreed upon by anyone that heard about him that he was strange even for a Power. Alone and silent. What made it far worse would be the fact that no other Powers seemed to know where he came from. He was an anomaly. No star could be matched to him, it was speculated that he would have come from a star that either surrounded Venus or Mars like most other Powers but no hatched star had an undocumented Angel. Each star hatched around the areas was matched to a Power in their documents, dead or alive or even fallen. Some Powers had taken it upon themselves to go through every Power that had ever emerged to see if any that were believed to be dead or missing would be able to match to him but they found none that even came close. While cockier Powers that were higher in rankings from the amount of Demons that had been slayed by the swords had gone to challenge him to a fight. Those fights had only forced him into a deeper isolation as the Powers all stood defeated with egos so bruised that they would be mistaken to be the lowest and weakest of the Powers with how their confidence was shattered into pieces that would amount the number of the stars, and as anyone would know if you were to bruise the ego of people who believed themselves to be better you would suffer at their hands as they would try anything to gain back the power they thought to have lost through the humiliation. They convinced any Power that would listen to ostracise him from the rest as he was violent and did not care about hurting others of his own, hypocritical as they had been the ones to go for a fight but they did not tell anyone that they had asked for the fight as it only made it all the more easier to paint him as different, to secure their goal made purely from spite. It was painted that he would have not cared about being ostracised and outcasted as he had started it himself. Most tended not to care as he was just a mystery that would distract from their role. No name, no backstory. If he wanted to be outcasted then they would only follow by the example he set. Why would they bother to care when he did his job like the rest, not to forget how effectively he would do the job as he had already accumulated a large number of vanquished Demons.

By all definitions, he was a nobody. A Power that seemed to have randomly appeared one day to kill all Demons with no desire to interact with anyone. No story or life to be focused on. No connection to other Powers as for some reason no other Power was able to mentally attach to him with their hivemind-like link as all that tried seemed to be overwhelmed with a headache that was as agonosing as being stabbed with the unholiest of weapons as all they seemed to see was blood stained claws or nothing inside his mind.

It even got to the point that it was debated over what he looked like as those who did see him never lived to tell the tale but there were rumours of there apparently being two as the Angels that had been luckily, or well unlucky, enough to have seen him had described his armour in the same way but the rare few details they gave of his body would look either one of two ways even if it was just about his hair colour or his height.

The Ghost did not wear the normal armour like the other powers did instead of it being made of the holy light and shell of stars his was instead made of the bones of Demons and the Netherstone that formed on the borders of Hell at which the Angels and Demons would fight at. He wore the skull of a Demon over his face instead of a helmet as the small cracks in the skull allowed people to see small glimpses of his face if they dared to get close enough. Then covering his body was a unique set of armour that was unlike the armour of the other Powers that tended to be styled in the fashion of gladiator or mediaeval armour that was usually decorated with carvings of long forgotten battles, runes of lost tongues, or the sweetest of flowers. Over his head, obscuring his mask to a degree was a loose black hood that connected to the loose black fabric that was fashioned around his body; the fabric had been fashioned into a sleeveless and buttonless trench coat with the hole for his left arm dropping just below the elbow as the long fabric dragged behind him before it pulled up at a point as the right side was not worn normally but instead draped over his shoulder to cover his right pec before crossing over to hide his left ribs before it tied off by Netherstone chains to keep it secure in place as the fabric that was left continued to drape down his side. The “trousers” he wore was actually just a simple piece of loose fabric similar to a long shirt that gave his legs and other parts the perfect amount of freedom he needed when fighting. It hung to his body by Netherstone chains that were thrown over his left shoulder as it was draped in such a fashion that it exposed some of his thigh and his hips but kept what was in the middle a secret. A full rib cage and spinal cord lay on top of the fabric as it was decorated with cracks filled with Netherstone as the ornaments on his shoulders were made from several shoulder blades  that fanned out to take the appearance  of wings as they were connected to the collarbone he also wore. And from out of the fabric that draped from his right shoulder was a singular piece of armour that was fashioned to look like the armour of other Powers even if it was made from Netherstone, it covered his right arm as it itself was covered in splinters of bone leaving only fragments of the metal exposed. Both of his hands and his left arm had been covered in bandages but the claws that ended his hands were still visible as to inflict damage onto his enemies. Nearly all the fabric was riddled with cuts and holes from the numerous years of fighting they had withstood as more chains were draped around his body.

Most would agree that with his armour on he closely resembled a Fallen Angel or an Angel of Death or even the mostly extinct Watchers, due to most falling a long ago, as his attire bore a resemblance to all three but it was easy to tell that he was a Power as out of his head sprouted horns that fused together at the top to create a halo that was fused into the body as it casted out a blinding light. But another staple of Powers that he had was a sword that could burst to life with a flame made of light that was specifically given to Powers to be able to kill Demons.

But under the armour was what you would expect from any Power but with some very noticeable differences. Most that had seen strands of his hair would debate on if it was a messy, greyed blonde or a dark brunette but next to his hair were two small wings instead of ears that seemed to be sewn on, but nevertheless the smaller wings matched the four much larger wings that were attached to his back, each feather was white but seemed to be greying as when the light hit them they seemed to reflect back the colour black. With one set of baby blue eyes and another set of eyes below it that were pure black and oozed out a black goo as if the eyes were crying while it seemed as if he was smiling even if his scarred lips were frowning as he had the scar of a Glasgow smile engraved into his cheeks. Covering his whole face seemed to be a faded imprint of a skull that had been decorated on by a mixture of coal and chalk; all was included like the fangs and other teeth to sockets formed around all four of his eyes. The imprint did not seem to be made by a professional and could only be seen if you were close enough to his face to feel his breath as most of the powder that had once been so bright had lost its vigour over the eyes as he never seemed to repaint over it. It was obvious he had the build of the Power as like most he was bulky as he could be, he was most definite larger than most as his chest was the size of two Powers put side by side but his height was debated on if he was as tall as the largest mountain ash tree or just a few feet shorter than it. His pale body was riddled with scars as covering his left hand, his left arm, both of his feet and calves, and most of the flesh above the left ribs was a moving black ooze that seemed imbedded into his skin, it was as if someone had pushed ink into his skin and let it spread out as it would do in water to make ornate patterns as it curled around his muscles and turned his nails to claws. A slightly spectral aura seemed to cling to his form as sometimes when the light hit his body he seemed see through as if he was merely a hallucination on the spot as it also seemed to make him seem as skeletal as his armour even with all his muscle to contest such an idea.

His appearance matched his personality. It was just as mysterious with odd additions of unknown origins that seemed to appear out of nowhere just as he did. It truly made him.

The Ghost.

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[blood-n-candy]

NEW UPDATE'S COMING SOON, SO I'M SPEEDRUNNING HEADCANONS PART 2: GROUP ENTITIES + GOOD PEOPLE

For the entities that have multiple instances canonically, meaning that I can't go into specifics. Also Good People is in this post because I procastinated any thoughts about them for far too long, but I prefer dedicate the upcoming entities to their own post-

Oh well, enjoy!

PUDDLES OF VOID-MASS (Collective It/Its, each puddle can have additional pronouns sets)

Collective unknown age, voice varies from puddle to puddle

Used to refer to itself as The Void Children, it nows uses Larry because it sounds nice and it's Mother-approved

Speaking of Mother, it's the giant Void Egg that spawns all puddles. Even if physically separated, each and every puddle is biologically connected to the rest of the void mass and Mother in a tight hivemind, meaning there's a costant exchange of nutrients and information through every puddle you spot

The colors indicate the puddle's role! Purple puddles are scavengers/main eaters, Green ones are explorers (they check spaces for colonization), Red ones are defenders of the hivemind space, and Gold puddles take care of the exchange of information between Mother and the puddles

Each puddle can eat and defend itself, it's just that purple ones digest faster while red ones have more range of attack and can throw targets away

Mother is supposed to be white, but with containment it turned purple out of stress. Stressed Mother = More food is needed for Mother, and once a certain quota of nutrients is met, Mother has the possibility of getting the entire hivemind to safety

SQUIDDLES (Don't have collective pronouns despite their status)

Semi hivemind for the same reasons of Puddles of Void-Mass, but they don't have a central figure and each Squiddle is more unique

Part of the information exchange is about what faces are potentially scary to humans/enemies, and those faces are displayed on their masks

They can all deny it, but they're a cult worshipping the Death Angel. If the latter actually becomes one of the new entities, that is because all of the Squiddles summoned him in one big ritual circle, and the amount of summoning was such that now his manifestation is stable enough to stay in the Blacksite instead of instantly disappearing upon claiming his victims

Footnote to the aforementioned headcanon, they learned the summoning spell from the devs :D

They really like Pinkie's leadership, they wish to add her to their cult. Pinkie is unsettled by the idea, but hey, at least they're competent in the tasks she assigns them to!

WALL DWELLERS (No collective pronouns, but a lot of them go by Ze/Zir)

Philogenetically-wise, they're the modern cousins of the Candlebearers! In the course of evolution, they've adopted a more aggressive hunting style that however made them physically weaker to attacks, hence why they rely on the surprise factor and camouflage

There are two other variants of Wall Dwellers that are more adapted to dwell on outdoor walls: one with a concrete camo layer and one with bricks. The first one hides better in concrete walls, while the other in any brick and stone-made wall. Urbanshade hasn't foudn them yet...

If you see objects floating around one of them, don't panic. Why? Wall Dweller secret ;)

Some of them are trying to find a way to hide higher on walls. Apparently the goal of these individuals is to colonize the ceilings for even more effective attacks (HELP)

George (aka Good People) (They/It/Fae/Ze)

Unknown age, seems in their mid 30s

Boyflux Demienby, t4t bisexual

Mute, speaks with BSL (British Sign Language)

Didn’t know anybody at all prior to the containment breach because faer body materializes only with a starting host, started roaming and killing both out of hunger and pure panic. Currently in the process of meeting the rest of the anomalies

Incredibly strong, a 1v1 with Pandemonium would be quite the spectacle (I do not recommend trying to spectate it tho, you might die either as collateral damage or because the focus of the violence shifts onto you)

Despite the asocial nature, p.AI.nter knows a lot about George. If anything, he’s the only friend ze has. Guess that accidental broadcasting of the Hamlet recording proved to be useful after all…

[polymathart]

If Viktor could read minds just through physical contact, why didn't he see Jayce's vision of the Glorious Evolution sooner? And what was the point of Jayce shooting Viktor?

Could it only happen inside the hivemind? Did it depend on Ekko throwing the anomaly back at Viktor's face?