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chaaistained · 14 days ago

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☕️ hold on ! let it simmer as it should ≈≈

here are my assortment of teas !!

🗝️ you’ve now unlocked my brewery—would you like to sample the different flavours of chaai?

•*. comfort brews +°.

tea leaf garden

waiting room

☕︎ my solitary paradise, a modest manor with hardwood planks and jali carved furniture, with varnished floors and warm oak tones, the casually elegant atmosphere conceals my ingenuity if i may say so myself as i’ve imbued this reality with just enough advancement to make my life easier — this is my go-to vacation, my number one choice to spend anywhere from five minutes to five months, it is an island just for me and mother nature, where the presence of another is entirely dependant on whether or not i open a green sparkly door (to be explained unless you’ve seen the good place then you know what i mean)

— my waiting room; intro•°

.. house tour ..

.. island princess ..

.. toe beaned friends — an introduction to my animal companions ..

.. this is the bad place! . it’s not ..

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

steeped to perfection

better cr

☕︎ after hiccuping cries and nights drowned in tear stained pillow cases, i decided to make a life for myself where i can actually feel alive, where i can breathe a little lighter, plant my feet a little softer, take my steps a little slower and admire the beauty of dappling sunlight through curtain branches, without feeling the twist of a knife to my chest that is the fear of existing, in this life i’ve found happiness, success, family, friendship, love, so much so that it overflows the stone barricades of sadness and pain that will always be there but will never be in power again, this is it for me—i may rave about my other lives and take pride in the work i’ve put into them, but above them all, this is the one

— my better cr; intro•°

.. what's in my bag ..

.. room tour ..

.. this is so ! — what others associate with me ..

.. ℳ and 𝒜 belong together — red strings i've scripted with my s/o ..

.. two of my fav memories — ask game response ..

.. something small i added — ask game response ..

.. my closest friends — ask game response ..

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

laced with firewhiskey

hogwarts » marauders era

☕︎ born of sunlight and moss water — i take a different name in this reality — as james potter’s younger sister, the mischief runs in my blood and the adrenaline bursts through the balls of my feet; with every bounding step i take, the heels of my boots clack against the cold stone floor of hogwarts castle, and i smile with blackberry sheened lips, knowing that i will leave a mark on this world, regardless of whether it’s by virtue of self or status . i mean, being gryffindor’s seeker does have its perks, but so does being a prefect hihi

— my marauders dr; intro•°

.. subjecting you to my opinions on subjects ..

.. patronus vs animagus + what i've scripted ..

.. wand ..

.. visual brew; julia potter [[ moodboard + desc + playlist ]] ..

.. potter family [[ moodboard + desc ]] — ask game response ..

.. intoxication ≋≈∽~ amortentia (what i smell + what i smell like) ..

.. hogsmeade renewed ..

.. desired reality vs fan fiction — how my marauders dr is different to my fic (based off of it) ..

.. changes made from canon — ask game response ..

.. two of my fav memories — ask game response ..

.. on making myself overpowered — ask game response ..

.. something small i added — ask game response ..

.. a rumour that everyone believes — ask game response ..

.. my closest friends — ask game response ..

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

cc jitters

dc » the flash / arrowverse

☕︎ amber crackling firelight burns in the depths of my throat, itching to let out a guttural scream, my path is one that’s forged on survival — with a new identity (aka i’ve got another name in this reality too . to really embrace the lore i guess?) i don the tigers skin and camouflage into the concrete jungle of central city until lightning strikes and my world shatters into a kaleidoscope colour storm of new feelings, new people, new purpose, a new life.. one that can replace the old and heal the wounded cub inside

— my arrowverse dr; intro•°

.. lady sher — the legend of the ambush ..

.. my wardrobe ..

.. visual brew; gwendolyn thomara [[ moodboard + desc + playlist ]] ..

.. a chemical imbalance causes a combustion of the lovesick heart; falling in love with barry allen ..

.. desired reality vs fan fiction — how my arrowverse dr is different to my fic (based off of it) ..

.. changes from canon — ask game response ..

.. two of my fav memories — ask game response ..

.. on making myself overpowered — ask game response ..

.. a rumour that everyone believes — ask game response ..

.. my closest friends — ask game response ..

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

claritea

kpop » own girl group

☕︎ pattering footsteps adorned with paayal, glittering down hallways at the mere age of three, dancing to the melody of rain falling against glass windows, or singing to the tune of wind whistling through the metal wind chimes, i was born to perform and everyone knows it, the stage lights up with i arrive — the firecracker of clarity, the siren voice of the 4th gen, the diamond maknae (this is such a self indulgent dr . zero shame though also,, new name pt3) i’m living my best life in one of the most successful girl groups in the world, i get to do what i love for a living (pt 1) — clari brings the clear view of success~~

— my kpop girl group dr; intro•°

.. clear view ! clarity (+ an explanation for my secrecy) ..

.. lore unlocked — a work in progress ..

.. i came here to have a good time (rewriting the code of the world) ..

.. house tour ..

.. two of my fav memories — ask game response ..

•*. occasional brews +°.

pumpkin spiced

hogwarts » modern era

☕︎ desc

— my modern hogwarts dr; intro•°

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

bat bakery homebrew

dc » gotham academy

☕︎ desc

— my gotham academy dr; intro•°

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

vogue's bonus recipe

fame

☕︎ desc

— my fame dr; intro•°

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

sponsored by sweet tea

youtuber/author

☕︎ desc

— my youtuber dr; intro•°

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

eywa's elixir

avatar » pandora

☕︎ desc

— my pandora dr; intro•°

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

yakdung tea, very aromatic

httyd

☕︎ desc

— my dragon rider dr; intro•°

•*. delicacy brews +°.

pandora express

avatar » modern era

☕︎ desc

— my modern avatar dr; intro•°

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

steeped in rose petals

barbie (modern era/barbie roberts ver.)

☕︎ desc

— my barbie dr; intro•°

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

web-slinging special

spiderverse

☕︎ desc

— my spiderverse dr; intro•°

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

paradise in a cup

outer banks

☕︎ desc

— my outer banks dr; intro•°

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

hot leaf juice

avatar: the last airbender

☕︎ desc

— my atla dr; intro•°

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

mid-wilsher paper cups

the rookie

☕︎ desc

— my rookie dr; intro•°

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

eden college tea time

spy x family

☕︎ desc

— my spy x family dr; intro•°

don’t swallow the tea leaves ! for they leave you a message 🍂

(although unfinished) this is my aromatic archive of the various realities that i call home !! i'm very excited to keep updating the post with the many ideas that i wish to explore »∻*

i have more dr's that i haven't mentioned on here, niche ones, underdeveloped ones, abandoned ones—i'd be happy to add them at some point~

i will also be taking requests on different topics for posts !! (simply come have a cup of tea with yours truly . aka: send an ask ☕≈≈)

the setup of this masterlist is inspired by the lovely @hrrtshape and her formatting , i found it really easy to navigate and i like the idea of adding a little blurb before the list of posts !! anyway, ib; emma xx

i hope you found something here to your liking <3

spilled chaai; ingredient list — explore the recipe for chaai

chaai ponders; ring stained pages — on loa/shifting/manifestion/creativity

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teecupangel · 1 year ago

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So, ive recently gotten back into Protocreed and a what if..? idea i had was:

After Abstergo recovers Desmonds body, they experiment with his DNA and Blacklight. Resulting in him being revived after an outbreak and breaking free.

It could even be the assassins fault that the outbreak happened!

In the midst of the chaos, no one noticed the body dissapearing. It's only after the outbreak was contained and culled that Subject 17 was noted as missing. With all the footage being destroyed it is impossible to tell what happened to it, but the general consensis is that one of the infected ate it. It is a crushing blow to their research, but thankfully they have plenty of samples stored in a different facility, so all hope is not lost. No one thought of the possibilty that a repeat of Alex Mercer's revival could happen. Subject 17 has been dead for months, the body is simply too old. So no one thought too look in the shadows of the city, where something lay lurking. Tracking. Hunting.

Hungering

So I have a ProtoCreed idea similar to this that I posted here.

The comments/replies have more details on how it would go but, in a nutshell, Blacklight is a failed/abandoned Isu project headed by Tinia (so we can have a little hehe moment with Alex being called ‘Zeus’) and Dr Mercer is not a Templar but he’s still a piece of work.

And Desmond’s Isu to human genes ratio + his Bleeding Effect screwed up the virus that he still has the superhuman feats that Alex has but he can’t morph his body to have weapons or anything like that.

Instead…

It’s like he can spawn three specific humanoid figures made of the black and red writhing flesh which only has one specific goal: keep Desmond safe.

There’s more details in the link above but the main point is that Desmond’s virus makes him be able to ‘summon’ his ancestors who holds a piece of Alex’s OG abilities and it’s unclear if they are mindless or if their connection with Desmond keeps them docile because when Abstergo try to cut their connection (which are tendrils of red and black connecting the creatures to Desmond’s shadow), the creature goes berserk and attacks and devours everything around until Desmond reconnects with it.

So we have:

Altaïr = Blade

Ezio = Hammerfist

Ratonhnhaké:ton = Whipfist

Ezio gets Hammerfist because the sword of Altaïr is iconic so Altaïr gets the Blade and Ratonhnhaké:ton had the ropedart so he gets the Whipfist. XD

Although, in my original idea, Desmond keeps his memories (thanks to the Bleeding Effect) but if you want to go down the route of Desmond being ‘incubated’ by the virus during the story of Prototype and waking up afterwards, we can easily do that and the incubation period is actually what corrupted Desmond’s mind.

So in this situation, Desmond would be more like ‘Eve’ from Parasite Eve, the new origin of an outbreak (and everyone believes it’s Alex’s fault which will lead us to a modified setup for Prototype 2 and Alex and Desmond having an antagonistic start).

But the outbreak is strange because it seemed… targeted.

The ones to be hit first were Abstergo facilities or facilities under Abstergo’s shell companies.

And the spread only began when these facilities had fallen and the barricades have been breached, like… it wasn’t truly intentional but more of a ‘side effect’.

So now we have Alex trying to figure out what this new outbreak is because the ‘children’ for this one are faster and more cunning, using their surrounding to hide and wait. And these children seemed to be taking orders from three creatures made of darkness and blood.

(Or, if you want to preserve the Assassin white and red color scheme, it’s gonna be grosser with them being filled with pus and blood instead. The pus could be a sign that the virus is being combated by Desmond’s Isu genes though and that could be a clue for Alex)

And any time Alex tries to eat any of them, he only gains snippets of the memories of the same person: a man named Desmond Miles.

The three commander creatures also seemed to travel via shadows, being able to melt into the shadows before Alex could ever destroy them completely.

Later, he would realize that the whole city (whichever city we’re planning to set this on) are filled with what looked like lines all over (maybe one would say that maybe it’s the ley lines or something and Alex would say that it looks more like… veins…) and these veins are actually how the commanders travel all over the city.

At the center of the veins is a cocoon…

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eriisaam · 1 month ago

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The doomed timeline of Summoner Kyo

TW warnings: The following lore contains mentions and descriptions of body horror, torture, violent death, transformation,s suicidal idealization, and then suicide (technically). There's also repeated mention of characters repeatedly being put to sleep against their will. If youre uncomfortable with any of this, please skip this post.

The incident that changed Kyo's and Teru's lives forever, and setting the stage of Kamui, Lifonse, and their past Kyo

One day, at a time Kyo and Teru were traveling abroad with friends in the Hoenn region, a sudden spike of random disappearances of various trainers were reported in the area. Nobody were entirely sure of the full circumstances behind the attack, but emergency broadcasts were aired and rescue teams were dispatched, in order to try to recover the lost trainers and pokemon, as well as steer away trainers by and large from suspected danger zones.

At the time, the friend group consisted of six trainers in total: Kyo, Teru, Nohea, Tali, Haruki, and Hiroshi.

They crossed paths, one after another, as the group grew up and journeyed together as trainers. They laughed, they cried, they helped lift one another up in their triumphs, and shouldered them just as much in their tragedies.

In all the good times, it wasn't hard to imagine that they would even bond so much, and so strongly, that some of them fell in love with each other along the way.

Nohea and Tali built close ties with one another, and when Tali asked, Nohea responded, and the two started dating.

But when Hiroshi fell hard for Kyo's pretty face, his sweet and charming words, and the lulls of his voice, Hiroshi couldn't find the right words, and Kyo slipped away instead, having developed and strengthened his own feelings with Teru's instead. He never had that chance like Tali had.

Kyo and Teru bonded with one another, as had Tali and Nohea. They shared moments that became sickening, knowing how much that chance Hiroshi had was snatched away before he could even take it for what it was, a 'chance'.

And in the wake of those reported attacks and disappearing trainers, and in an indulgent, impulsive flash of selfishness, Hiroshi set course on a path that would have a rippling effect wider than he'd ever see or realize.

Suddenly, Kyo disappeared. In a panic, Hiroshi begged for Teru's help, immediately suspecting Kyo had wandered too close to the area near the latest attacks, and was captured. Without a second thought, Teru rushed as quickly as he could to try to find Kyo, and then disappeared.

He would be out of the picture. And Hiroshi would get that 'chance' again.

Or at least, he would've, had it not been for one major, disastrous setback.

Somehow, Kyo realized too soon that Teru wasn't around when he should've. Somehow, he realized too soon that Teru disappeared, and was likely kidnapped. No amount of attempt on Hiroshi's part could convince him to give Teru more time, and soon Kyo disappeared as well, and then Haruki, then Tali, and before long, the entire group split apart in a search.

Nohea remained consistently a force to be reckoned with thanks to their tapus. Tali resurfaced, but not unscathed, as upon finding out the ones responsible for the kidnappings had now migrated closer by than they realized, and while safe, she was badly injured to the point she had permanently lost mobility.

Kyo, Teru, and Haruki, meanwhile, were the only ones left unaccounted for. No matter how much Hiroshi tried. The last time anyone saw them was a glimpse of Kyo and Teru in a pokemon center, but the only thing that were recovered from the center were whoever was careful enough to hide or barricade themselves in certain closets and rooms. Haruki otherwise ran through the wooded paths, but to where, nobody could say for certain.

They were captured as suspected. All three of them became subjects due for experimentation. The goal was to expand on the subject of pokemorphs - a barely-explored field as to be just fantasy at the time - and recreate it by any means necessary. Short of it, they would at least create a genetic blueprint of sorts, an expendable one who could be used for genetic material sake to pick away at until there was nothing left, and then they would simply move on to a new host, or an organically made one, or however the dice would fall based on the results.

Hakuki was separated into a group for something far more experimental. When it came time to decide what to do with Kyo and Teru, and to which group either would fall on between a more solid plan, or a more riskier and unpredictable one, Kyo and Teru only had the context of one of these plans to go off of: The genetic material host. What little they were told, what they barely pieced together, Kyo figured that if they only needed one subject, there was a faint chance as any that they would simply abandon the less-ideal of the two of them to fight for their life out in the wild once more, like the trainers who managed to be rescued.

With that in mind, Kyo took initiative to beg, throwing whatever pride or self-preservation he had, in an attempt to convince his captors to take him and do whatever they wanted, but keep Teru out of it.

Kyo got exactly as he asked: He would become the host of an experiment that would mutate his body to the genetic level. To become a hybridized ditto, a blueprint to which they can greedily take bits and pieces of his body away, slowly but surely, for as long as it took until nothing remained of him. And Teru would be completely kept out of it.

Instead, rather than let Teru share in this planned fate with him, they had an alternative plan, and Teru was instead taken to be the host of a different experiment: To test the limits of the human body when hybridized with the infamously unstable missingno instead. Part of it was to see whether or not having a previously-stable host would allow for missingno to remain a more consistent presence, and thus, a creature that can be exploited like any other pokemon. Mostly, however, it was a stone's throw of an experiment where they would either have a superweapon of a pokemorph, or the mess left behind of a vague hope of one.

What Kyo didn't realize was Teru walked into this, thinking he was saving Kyo, only to watch Kyo throw him to the wolves of a worse fate than his own. What Teru didn't realize was Kyo rescued him, unaware why he would so stupidly risk himself in the first place, and now their captors took his attempt at self-sacrifice to stab them both through and twist the knife.

All three of them were horrifically tortured in their transformation. And when these events played out as intended the first time around, it led to Kyo, unaware right away of how to fully grasp his newfound power, to melt into literal sentient blue goop who escaped his captors after a while by quite literally leaking through their drain lines to his escape, unable to maintain a proper form long enough to do much else.

Teru, after showing promising signs when his body seemed to adapt and remain stabilized in processing the otherwise grotesque effects his mutations had on him, spurned his attackers to continue to press his body to his limits even further, bit by bit, not merely satisfied of his body bonding with becoming genetically like a missingno's all on its own. And their malice and greed soon became too much, and he was pushed too far, until he succumbed to his treatment and died from the severe overstrain.

Kyo managed to find him just as Teru died, unable to save him, nor anyone else, once similarly-disastrous experiments ended up overwhelming and overtaking the facility, until all Kyo could do was escape into the wild in a haze of explosions, fire, and death.

Kyo spent a great deal entirely on his own, having to teach himself how to use and adjust to his own body and powers to even attempt to resemble a humanoid slime, let alone regain his original form. As a precautionary measure, his tormentors made sure to hard-code his genes so he would always become permanently a 'shiny', so any attempt to pretend to be other pokemon for the sake of his own safety while he tried to regain his form was met with hostility and attacks by unaware trainers attempting to capture an unusual shiny pokemon.

And in spending what became the longest day of his life, he was chosen by Breidablik, and swept away from the World of Pokemon into Zenith, at his lowest and worst.

And he immediately glued to his feelings of hatred and resentment for the whole of the Order.

The royal siblings of Askr helped him regain his form again, and at least helped ground his nerves enough so he had time and space to experiment with his powers. They sheltered him after he just survived the crueler sides of his own world, and they gave him patience and concern throughout the whole ordeal. In Sharena's hail mary attempt to try to help Kyo faster, she convinced Kyo to call upon a hero - a prince from the World of Birthright, who had also had experience in the ways of shapeshifting… but wound up compounding the issue when one traumatized, newly-realized shapeshifter trying and failing to clumsily guide a shapeshifter who had just suffered similar (and worse) traumas, did very little to bridge the gap as she hoped.

Kyo would eventually make a full recovery, and he would learn - through sheer spite and willpower - to weaponize his shapeshifting and demonstrate the terrifying potential of a ditto scorned.

But his heart was also set. It was tattered, traumatized, and wounded. That day did far too much to wound his heart in ways that the months spent with prince Corrin, Prince Alfonse, Princess Sharena or Commander Anna, any of them, could ever hope to fully heal.

The scar that wounded him most was the knowledge that this was his fate: To play some all-important summoner, to be treated nigh equal to a prince, guarded by armies worth of people, imbued with powers he alone could singlehandedly turn the tide of battle easily on a whim…

All of which, barely a day after the worst moment of his life happened.

If Anna had moved any faster to retrieving Breidablik, if Anna, Alfonse and Sharena briefed even just a day or a week sooner on seeking the weapon out and summoning him, if they had called upon him earlier… would they have saved him? Would they have saved Teru from so much pain and cruelty and heartache altogether, even at the cost of not having these powers?

And if they had summoned Teru before his body gave out, could they have saved him instead?

The what-ifs were many. And no matter the kindness, or how much that kindness evolved into outright love from Alfonse and Corrin, Kyo held too much hate and bitterness in his heart at those what-ifs, and would never fully accept them all the way in.

The fall of summoner Kyo, the crossroads of Kamui and Lifonse, and the resetting of the board

While Kyo could come around just enough to seemingly reciprocate their love, it was not enough for him to fully, truly care back in kind. He was too far gone and too deeply consumed with his hatred for the Order and the circumstances leading up, and he was far from sincere in his ways of showing that.

In most moments, he was cordial and charming as always, but there was an underlying, artificial sense to it. Alfonse made the mistake of just assuming Kyo's stiffness in certain areas was just a part of him he would have to accept. Corrin, meanwhile, missed these signs entirely. They were cared for, watched over, and worked heavily and carefully with one another as comrades and support partners, but to Kyo, it was just another customer to play a paid part in, like he would with any other customer back in his old job as a good, respectable host.

In some moments, he was cruel. In the same sense like a cat trying to subtly play and torture a rat short of putting it out of its misery. He earned another gift he had in his newfound powers, and it was through this that he learned a new, subtle way to get back at the Order in his own ways.

Along with his powers to become partially or fully that of anything he can focus on in his range, the entire movelist of pokemon were his oyster: He can use any move in a given form, and if he dedicated himself enough, he can remember certain moves even without having to change form.

With his natural inclination to sing, it took little for him to realize the sheer range of power he was given, knowing the numerous moves pokemon had in weaponizing their sound and their voice.

So, his first instance of remembering a move for his own purpose came in the form of learning how to imbue his songs with various effects. If he found someone annoying enough? All he would have to do is sing, and they'll be lulled to sleep long enough to ditch them. And if a particularly persistent enemy got in his way? He can do far worse, and doom them to a silent, ticking clock they lacked his forethought to anticipate, so in the time Kyo would simply walk away from the battlefield, his enemies would meanwhile suddenly faint on the spot a while after.

And so he would sing the haunting melody of Perish Song to his enemies, and if Alfonse and Corrin annoyed him enough, he would lull them into a sudden, 'unexpected' nap to which he would free himself to do whatever he wanted, without them.

He wanted to think his heart turned cold since that day the world backstabbed him and twisted the knife most. He wanted to think that he was above caring about the consequence, or truly caring what ends up happening with Zenith in the end of it all.

But then Hel arrived, and upon coming face to face with the embodiment of death, a part of him had just enough care to catch even himself by surprise.

Maybe the horror of seeing death face-to-face confronted him with the truth: That he had a moment of clarity just strong enough to have a change of heart, realized how many other lives were at stake here, and he didn't want to doom them in spite of the way he, Teru and Haruki were doomed likewise.

Or maybe he reached the point he longed for death after recognizing the futility of indulging in his spite and vengeance for so long, to little effect, and the rescue of Zenith was little else but an accidental byproduct to what his ultimate plans were.

Regardless, he learned to harness his powers and mastery over pokemon moves, and with it, he had another trick up his sleeve: His final trick.

He lured Hel alone with him in the haunted and decayed woods, disguising his appearance to resemble Alfonse, but retaining his powers otherwise. Normally, when singing Perish Song once, or just a few times, the effect it would have on the body would be to suddenly shut them down. They would faint, be left in weakened health, but with time, care, and rest, they'll recover eventually. If sung multiple times in succession, however, the song would turn deadly.

He sang his final encore after encore of songs, shared a destiny, forcefully bonded, along with Hel's as a form of insurance, and as she struck him down, he was gloated at about how Hel's ability to ignore the death broke past his destiny bond, completely unaware of the ticking timer she was left with otherwise.

When Alfonse and Corrin found him, both coming to the realization of Kyo's singing powers too little too late to avoid being forcefully lulled into rest, Alfonse found him first. He came face to face with the cold, dead almost-replica of his own body and face, the sight of which immediately made him realize what Kyo did. By the time Corrin found him likewise, Kyo's body had already transformed back into his original state.

Hel would then attack the two, but especially Alfonse. She attempted to transform and convert him into a cohort, unaware of Corrin's continued presence at the time, up until the dragon prince, in an emotional fit, tapped into the temporal powers inherited from his father in tandem with Alfonse's powers over gates.

The combined force of Alfonse and Corrin fighting Hel off, and the timer of perish song finally catching up to her, was enough for Corrin and Alfonse to escape with their lives, before Hel lost hers for the second time, this time for good.

Upon taking him to Hoshido, moments before the total collapse of the ruined Zenith, Corrin realized that Hel's curse upon Alfonse had permanently mutated his body, but fell short of twisting his personality or will with it. He was still his Alfonse, but left in a monstrous form he could neither fully hide, nor cure himself of.

No amount of effort on Corrin's part to carve a new life for them in Hoshido could substitute for the weight of the loss they escape from with Askr. And between Corrin's grief over Nohr, their shared grief and failures to Askr and Kyo both, cumulating in his exit plan, and the Hoshidans fearing and outright turning on Alfonse, Corrin realized they couldn't stay long in Hoshido either anymore. It was a terrible quality of life as it were for Alfonse otherwise.

With the memories of the tale of legendary pokemon Kyo used to tell them, both committed entirely to the new plan of travelling to the World of Pokemon, even if it meant leaving Hoshido and their last ties with Zenith for good.

They entered in a new world, unknowingly ran into the grieving remains of Kyo's and Teru's friends, were pointed in the direction every which way with half-hearted hopes and well-wishes to meet up with their high expectations otherwise of meeting a wild pokemon as rare and vague as a celebi or dialga to answer their plights.

Eventually, even Arceus took enough pity on them, and through resonating their power with Corrin's Yato, gave them the guidance they needed to find a celebi willing to cooperate with them: They would help them go to a point - not just before Hel's attack - but even before they would've met.

They would go back to before Kyo became a summoner, before Teru would've died, before the point they lost the battle for Kyo's heart long before they would know to fight for it in the first place. For his sacrifice against Hel, they owed him that much, as summoner or lover otherwise.

So the cycle repeated again, but at the same time not quite.

Teru and Kyo were still led astray, still kidnapped, and still ruined their relationship past the point of return, after Kyo made a plea that was twisted and used against them. Teru would still be a missingno, and Kyo would still be a ditto.

But this time, this wouldn't be a fight just for them to face alone. Alfonse and Corrin stormed the base. They set free many different creatures - pokemon or partially-transformed captives otherwise - and it raised just enough utter chaos to throw the course of events in total disarray.

Both of them found Kyo, but because they brought with him his own Breidablik, they unknowingly disqualified him from becoming a summoner for a second time.

Somewhere, in a different Zenith, a different Commander Anna would fight and struggle her way to a different Breidablik, and that Breidablik would set its sights on this world again.

But since now, Kyo would no longer qualify to be summoned, it pulled a different candidate this time: Teru.

Before Alfonse, Corrin, or even Kyo would have the chance, Teru was isekaied away before his captives would push his body past his breaking point to kill him. The entire base would be decimated, and the captives would've either been left behind as corpses, or fled the seen every which way. In the confusion, they lost sight of what Haruki's ultimate fate was, but Teru was saved, and Kyo was retrieved in all his melted form.

He wouldn't be alone this time. He was fearful again, confused and disoriented again as expected, but while still raw with trauma and panic, and the dysphoria from losing his form, Alfonse and Corrin left a far stronger impression this time as the people who rescued him in his hour of need, and tried to rescue Teru in kind.

Alfonse used his power to resonate with a Breidablik seeking to summon them. The connection allowed him to establish a link with Erin's Breidablik, and with it, the three left this new timeline of the World of Pokemon to get a different start in a different Zenith, this time with their own summoner.

Corrin, upon realizing there was already a different, female Corrin around, opted to take a new name as Kamui. While Alfonse attempted to do the same with the name of Lif, to his shock and horror, he was met face to face with a Lif that was already there - a Lif whose form already told him just how worse he could've been, had Kamui not rescued him in time. In the end, he compromised with Lifonse instead.

The change in this Kyo's demeanor were immediate. The heartache as the pieces clicked together of why the past Kyo was so cold and cruel in the ways that were absent in this Kyo had internally crushed both Kamui and Lifonse. Their scars also ran deep, and in ways that, even as this Kyo had warmed up to them far earlier and easier, had began to cause rifts as Kamui and Lifonse were haunted by realizations of their Kyo that - subconsciously - they ended up punishing this present Kyo over without always consciously realizing. It was an awkward, painful road ahead for them.

Little did they know, their journey to turn back time had affected Erin's and Teru's fate in ways that would shape their approach of how to deal with Hel in this new world…

#Summmoner OC Kyo #Fire Emblem Heroes #FEH #World of a Golden Fate #Suddenly Lore

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I.2.3 How is the framework of an anarchist society created?

Anarchists do not abstractly compare a free society with the current one. Rather, we see an organic connection between what is and what could be. In other words, anarchists see the initial framework of an anarchist society as being created under statism and capitalism when working class people organise themselves to resist hierarchy. As Kropotkin argued:

“To make a revolution it is not … enough that there should be … [popular] risings … It is necessary that after the risings there should be something new in the institutions [that make up society], which would permit new forms of life to be elaborated and established.” [The Great French Revolution, vol. 1, p. 200]

Anarchists have seen these new institutions as being linked with the need of working class people to resist the evils of hierarchy, capitalism and statism, as being the product of the class struggle and attempts by working class people to resist authority, oppression and exploitation. Thus the struggle of working class people to protect and enhance their liberty under hierarchical society will be the basis for a society without hierarchy. This basic insight allowed anarchists like Bakunin and Proudhon to predict future developments in the class struggle such as workers’ councils (such as those which developed during the 1905 and 1917 Russian Revolutions). As Oskar Anweiler notes in his definitive work on the Russian Soviets (Workers’ Councils):

“Proudhon’s views are often directly associated with the Russian councils … Bakunin …, much more than Proudhon, linked anarchist principles directly to revolutionary action, thus arriving at remarkable insights into the revolutionary process that contribute to an understanding of later events in Russia … “In 1863 Proudhon declared … ‘All my economic ideas as developed over twenty-five years can be summed up in the words: agricultural-industrial federation. All my political ideas boil down to a similar formula: political federation or decentralisation.’ … Proudhon’s conception of a self-governing state [sic!] founded on producers’ corporations [i.e. federations of co-operatives], is certainly related to the idea of ‘a democracy of producers’ which emerged in the factory soviets. To this extent Proudhon can be regarded as an ideological precursor of the councils … “Bakunin … suggested the formation of revolutionary committees with representatives from the barricades, the streets, and the city districts, who would be given binding mandates, held accountable to the masses, and subject to recall. These revolutionary deputies were to form the ‘federation of the barricades,’ organising a revolutionary commune to immediately unite with other centres of rebellion … “Bakunin proposed the formation of revolutionary committees to elect communal councils, and a pyramidal organisation of society ‘through free federation from the bottom upward, the association of workers in industry and agriculture — first in the communities, then through federation of communities into districts, districts into nations, and nations into international brotherhood.’ These proposals are indeed strikingly similar to the structure of the subsequent Russian system of councils … “Bakunin’s ideas about spontaneous development of the revolution and the masses’ capacity for elementary organisation undoubtedly were echoed in part by the subsequent soviet movement… Because Bakunin … was always very close to the reality of social struggle, he was able to foresee concrete aspects of the revolution. The council movement during the Russian Revolution, though not a result of Bakunin’s theories, often corresponded in form and progress to his revolutionary concepts and predictions.” [The Soviets, pp. 8–11]

“As early as the 1860’s and 1870’s,” Paul Avrich also noted, “the followers of Proudhon and Bakunin in the First International were proposing the formation of workers’ councils designed both as a weapon of class struggle against capitalists and as the structural basis of the future libertarian society.” [The Russian Anarchists, p. 73]

In this sense, anarchy is not some distant goal but rather an aspect of the current struggles against domination, oppression and exploitation (i.e. the class struggle, to use an all-embracing term, although we must stress that anarchists use this term to cover all struggles against domination). “Anarchism,” argued Kropotkin, “is not a mere insight into a remote future. Already now, whatever the sphere of action of the individual, he [or she] can act, either in accordance with anarchist principles or on an opposite line.” It was “born among the people — in the struggles of real life” and “owes its origin to the constructive, creative activity of the people.” [Anarchism, p. 75, p. 150 and p. 149] Thus, “Anarchism is not … a theory of the future to be realised by divine inspiration. It is a living force in the affairs of our life, constantly creating new conditions.” It “stands for the spirit of revolt” and so ”[d]irect action against the authority in the shop, direct action against the authority of the law, of direct action against the invasive, meddlesome authority of our moral code, is the logical, consistent method of Anarchism.” [Emma Goldman, Anarchism and Other Essays, p. 63 and p. 66]

Anarchism draws upon the autonomous self-activity and spontaneity of working class people in struggle to inform both its political theory and its vision of a free society. The struggle against hierarchy teaches us not only how to be anarchists but also gives us a glimpse of what an anarchist society would be like, what its initial framework could be and the experience of managing our own activities which is required for such a society to function successfully.

Therefore, as is clear, anarchists have long had a clear vision of what an anarchist society would look like and, equally as important, where such a society would spring from (as we proved in section H.1.4 Lenin’s assertion that anarchists “have absolutely no clear idea of what the proletariat will put in its [the states] place” is simply false). It would, therefore, be useful to give a quick summary of anarchist views on this subject.

Proudhon, for example, looked to the self-activity of French workers, artisans and peasants and used that as the basis of his ideas on anarchism. While seeing such activity as essentially reformist in nature, like subsequent revolutionary anarchists he saw the germs of anarchy “generating from the bowels of the people, from the depths of labour, a greater authority, a more potent fact, which shall envelop capital and the State and subjugate them” as “it is of no use to change the holders of power or introduce some variation into its workings: an agricultural and industrial combination must be found by means of which power, today the ruler of society, shall become its slave.” [System of Economical Contradictions, p. 399 and p. 398] Workers should follow the example of those already creating co-operatives:

“Do not the workmen’s unions at this moment serve as the cradle for the social revolution … ? Are they not always the open school, both theoretical and practical, where the workman learns the science of the production and distribution of wealth, where he studies, without masters and without books, by his own experience solely, the laws of … industrial organisation … ?” [General Idea of the Revolution, p. 78]

Attempts to form workers associations, therefore, “should be judged, not by the more or less successful results which they obtain, but only according to their silent tendency to assert and establish the social republic.” The “importance of their work lies, not in their petty union interests, but in their denial of the rule of capitalists, money lenders and governments.” They “should take over the great departments of industry, which are their natural inheritance.” [Op. Cit., p. 98–9]

This linking of the present and the future through the self-activity and self-organisation of working class people is also found in Bakunin. Unlike Proudhon, Bakunin stressed revolutionary activity and so he saw the militant labour movement, and the revolution itself, as providing the basic structure of a free society. As he put it, “the organisation of the trade sections and their representation in the Chambers of Labour … bear in themselves the living seeds of the new society which is to replace the old one. They are creating not only the ideas, but also the facts of the future itself.” [Bakunin on Anarchism, p. 255]

The needs of the class struggle would create the framework of a new society, a federation of workers councils, as “strikes indicate a certain collective strength already, a certain understanding among the workers … each strike becomes the point of departure for the formation of new groups.” [The Basic Bakunin, pp. 149–50] This pre-revolutionary development would be accelerated by the revolution itself:

“the revolution must set out from the first to radically and totally destroy the State … The natural and necessary consequence of this destruction will be … [among others, the] dissolution of army, magistracy, bureaucracy, police and priesthood… confiscation of all productive capital and means of production on behalf of workers’ associations, who are to put them to use … the federative Alliance of all working men’s associations … [will] constitute the Commune . .. [the] Communal Council [will be] composed of … delegates … vested with plenary but accountable and removable mandates… all provinces, communes and associations … by first reorganising on revolutionary lines … [will] constitute the federation of insurgent associations, communes and provinces … [and] organise a revolutionary force capable defeating reaction … [and for] self-defence … [The] revolution everywhere must be created by the people, and supreme control must always belong to the people organised into a free federation of agricultural and industrial associations … organised from the bottom upwards by means of revolutionary delegation.” [Michael Bakunin: Selected Writings, pp. 170–2]

Like Bakunin, Kropotkin stressed that revolution transformed those taking part in it. As he noted in his classic account of the French Revolution, “by degrees, the revolutionary education of the people was being accomplished by the revolution itself.” Part of this process involved creating new organisations which allowed the mass of people to take part in the decision making of the revolution. He pointed to “the popular Commune,” arguing that “the Revolution began by creating the Commune … and through this institution it gained … immense power.” He stressed that it was “by means of the ‘districts’ [of the Communes] that … the masses, accustoming themselves to act without receiving orders from the national representatives, were practising what was to be described later as Direct Self-Government.” Such a system did not imply isolation, for while “the districts strove to maintain their own independence” they also “sought for unity of action, not in subjection to a Central Committee, but in a federative union.” The Commune “was thus made from below upward, by the federation of the district organisations; it spring up in a revolutionary way, from popular initiative.” Thus the process of class struggle, of the needs of the fighting against the existing system, generated the framework of an anarchist society for “the districts of Paris laid the foundations of a new, free, social organisation.” Little wonder he argued that “the principles of anarchism … already dated from 1789, and that they had their origin, not in theoretical speculations, but in the deeds of the Great French Revolution” and that “the libertarians would no doubt do the same to-day.” [The Great French Revolution, vol. 1, p. 261, p. 200, p. 203, p. 206, p. 204 and p. 206]

Similarly, as we noted in section H.2.6 we discover him arguing in Mutual Aid that strikes and labour unions were an expression of mutual aid in capitalist society. Elsewhere, Kropotkin argued that “labour combinations” like the “Sections” of French revolution were one of the “main popular anarchist currents” in history, expressing the “same popular resistance to the growing power of the few.” [Anarchism, p. 159] For Kropotkin, like Bakunin, libertarian labour unions were “natural organs for the direct struggle with capitalism and for the composition of the future social order.” [quoted by Paul Avrich, The Russian Anarchists, p. 81]

As can be seen, the major anarchist thinkers pointed to forms of organisation autonomously created and managed by the working class as the framework of an anarchist society. Both Bakunin and Kropotkin pointed to militant, direct action based labour unions while Proudhon pointed towards workers’ experiments in co-operative production and mutual credit. Later anarchists followed them. The anarcho-syndicalists, like Bakunin and Kropotkin, pointed to the developing labour movement as the framework of an anarchist society, as providing the basis for the free federation of workers’ associations which would constitute the commune. Others, such as the Russians Maximov, Arshinov, Voline and Makhno, saw the spontaneously created workers’ councils (soviets) of 1905 and 1917 as the basis of a free society, as another example of Bakunin’s federation of workers’ associations.

Thus, for all anarchists, the structural framework of an anarchist society was created by the class struggle, by the needs of working class people to resist oppression, exploitation and hierarchy. As Kropotkin stressed, ”[d]uring a revolution new forms of life will always germinate on the ruins of the old forms … It is impossible to legislate for the future. All we can do is vaguely guess its essential tendencies and clear the road for it.” [Evolution and Environment, pp. 101–2] These essential tendencies were discovered, in practice, by the needs of the class struggle. The necessity of practising mutual aid and solidarity to survive under capitalism (as in any other hostile environment) makes working people and other oppressed groups organise together to fight their oppressors and exploiters. Thus the co-operation necessary for a libertarian socialist society, like its organisational framework, would be generated by the need to resist oppression and exploitation under capitalism. The process of resistance produces organisation on a wider and wider scale which, in turn, can become the framework of a free society as the needs of the struggle promote libertarian forms of organisation such as decision making from the bottom up, autonomy, federalism, mandated delegates subject to instant recall and so on.

For example, a strikers’ assembly would be the basic decision-making forum in a struggle for improved wages and working conditions. It would create a strike committee to implement its decisions and send delegates to spread the strike. These delegates inspire other strikes, requiring a new organisation to co-ordinate the struggle. This results in delegates from all the strikes meeting and forming a federation (a workers’ council). The strikers decide to occupy the workplace and the strike assemblies take over the means of production. The strike committees become the basis for factory committees which could administer the workplaces, based on workers’ self-management via workplace assemblies (the former strikers’ assemblies). The federation of strikers’ delegates becomes the local communal council, replacing the existing state with a self-managed federation of workers’ associations. In this way, the class struggle creates the framework of a free society.

This, obviously, means that any suggestions of how an anarchist society would look like are based on the fact that the actual framework of a free society will be the product of actual struggles. This means that the form of the free society will be shaped by the process of social change and the organs it creates. This is an important point and worth repeating.

So, as well as changing themselves while they change the world, a people in struggle also create the means by which they can manage society. By having to organise and manage their struggles, they become accustomed to self-management and self-activity and create the possibility of a free society and the organisations which will exist within it. Anarchy is not a jump into the dark but rather a natural progression of the struggle for freedom in an unfree society. The contours of a free society will be shaped by the process of creating it and, therefore, will not be an artificial construction imposed on society. Rather, it will be created from below up by society itself as working class people start to break free of hierarchy. The class struggle thus transforms those involved as well as society and creates the organisational structure and people required for a libertarian society.

This clearly suggests that the means anarchists support are important as they are have a direct impact on the ends they create. In other words, means influence ends and so our means must reflect the ends we seek and empower those who use them. As the present state of affairs is based on the oppression, exploitation and alienation of the working class, any tactics used in the pursuit of a free society must be based on resisting and destroying those evils. This is why anarchists stress tactics and organisations which increase the power, confidence, autonomy, initiative, participation and self-activity of oppressed people. As we indicate in section J (“What Do Anarchists Do?”) this means supporting direct action, solidarity and self-managed organisations built and run from the bottom-up. Only by fighting our own battles, relying on ourselves and our own abilities and power, in organisations we create and run ourselves, can we gain the power and confidence and experience needed to change society for the better and, hopefully, create a new society in place of the current one.

Needless to say, a revolutionary movement will never, at its start, be purely anarchist:

“All of the workers’ and peasants’ movements which have taken place .. . have been movements within the limits of the capitalist regime, and have been more of less tinged with anarchism. This is perfectly natural and understandable. The working class do not act within a world of wishes, but in the real world where they are daily subjected to the physical and psychological blows of hostile forces … the workers continually feel the influence of all the real conditions of the capitalist regime and of intermediate groups … Consequently it is natural that the struggle which they undertake inevitably carries the stamp of various conditions and characteristics of contemporary society. The struggle can never be born in the finished and perfected anarchist form which would correspond to all the requirements of the ideas … When the popular masses engage in a struggle of large dimensions, they inevitably start by committing errors, they allow contradictions and deviations, and only through the process of this struggle do they direct their efforts in the direction of the ideal for which they are struggling.” [Peter Arshinov, The History of the Makhnovist Movement, pp. 239–40]

The role of anarchists is “to help the masses to take the right road in the struggle and in the construction of the new society” and “support their first constructive efforts, assist them intellectually.” However, the working class “once it has mastered the struggle and begins its social construction, will no longer surrender to anyone the initiative in creative work. The working class will then direct itself by its own thought; it will create its society according to its own plans.” [Arshinov, Op. Cit., pp. 240–1] All anarchists can do is help this process by being part of it, arguing our case and winning people over to anarchist ideas (see section J.3 for more details). Thus the process of struggle and debate will, hopefully, turn a struggle against capitalism and statism into one for anarchism. In other words, anarchists seek to preserve and extend the anarchistic elements that exist in every struggle and to help them become consciously libertarian by discussion and debate as members of those struggles.

Lastly, we must stress that it is only the initial framework of a free society which is created in the class struggle. As an anarchist society develops, it will start to change and develop in ways we cannot predict. The forms in which people express their freedom and their control over their own lives will, by necessity, change as these requirements and needs change. As Bakunin argued:

“Even the most rational and profound science cannot divine the form social life will take in the future. It can only determine the negative conditions, which follow logically from a rigorous critique of existing society. Thus, by means of such a critique, social and economic science rejected hereditary individual property and, consequently, took the abstract and, so to speak, negative position of collective property as a necessary condition of the future social order. In the same way, it rejected the very idea of the state or statism, meaning government of society from above downward … Therefore, it took the opposite, or negative, position: anarchy, meaning the free and independent organisation of all the units and parts of the community and their voluntary federation from below upward, not by the orders of any authority, even an elected one, and not by the dictates of any scientific theory, but as the natural development of all the varied demands put forth by life itself. “Therefore no scholar can teach the people or even define for himself how they will and must live on the morrow of the social revolution. That will be determined first by the situation of each people, and secondly by the desires that manifest themselves and operate most strongly within them.” [Statism and Anarchy, pp. 198–9]

So while it will be reasonable to conclude that, for example, the federation of strike/factory assemblies and their councils/committees will be the framework by which production will initially be organised, this framework will mutate to take into account changing production and social needs. The actual structures created will, by necessity, be transformed as industry is transformed from below upwards to meet the real needs of society and producers as both the structure and nature of work and industry developed under capitalism bears the marks of its economic class, hierarchies and power (“a radical social ecology not only raises traditional issues such as the reunion of agriculture with industry, but also questions the very structure of industry itself.” [Murray Bookchin, The Ecology of Freedom, p. 408]). Therefore, under workers’ self-management industry, work and the whole structure and organisation of production will be transformed in ways we can only guess at today. We can point the general direction (i.e. self-managed, ecologically balanced, decentralised, federal, empowering, creative and so on) but that is all. Similarly, as cities and towns are transformed into ecologically integrated communes, the initial community assemblies and their federations will transform along with the transformation of our surroundings. What they will evolve into we cannot predict, but their fundamentals of instant recall, delegation over representation, decision making from the bottom up, and so on will remain.

So, while anarchists see “the future in the present” as the initial framework of a free society, we recognise that such a society will evolve and change. However, the fundamental principles of a free society will not change and so it is useful to present a summary of how such a society could work, based on these principles.

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THE DARKSTALKERS

Hsien-Ko { Afflicted | Former Dark Hunter | Primary Muse }

Mei-Ling { Afflicted | Former Dark Hunter | Primary Muse }

Morrigan Aensland

Lilith Aensland

Lord Raptor { Afflicted }

B.B. Hood | Bulleta

Felicia

Q-Bee

Bishamon

Sasquatch

Jon talbain

Anakaris

Huitzil

Victor

Demitri Maximoff

Donovan Baine

Anita

Pyron

Jedah Dohma

Nezulla The Rat Monster

Nuclear mutants

Frankenstein

Baragon

The H-men

Yuko Nomura The Vampire Doll

Commander Hell

Space Beast man

Batmen

Griffin / Black Moth

Malic

Matango

Mizuno The Human Vapor

Sudo Telegian

Invisible Man Takamitsu Nanjo

Nezura ( Nezulla's sibling )

Giant Antarctic Sea Beast | Antarctic Godzilla

Kabagon ( Offspring of Antarctic godzilla )

Gamera Like Organism ( Antarctic's Wife )

Alien Cosmonauts

Chini Lake Kaiju

RED EARTH FUTURE

Leo

Tessa | Tesaba

Mai Ling

Kenji

Ravange

Hauzer

Lavia

Kongou

Hydron

Blade

Scion

Gi Gi

THE CYBERBOTS FUTURE

Jin Saotome

Earth Corp

La Resistence

G.O.D.

Santana Laurence

Mary Miyabi

Gawaine Murdock

Arieta

Bao and Mao

Chiyomaru Kagura and Tessan Hagure

Princess Devilotte de Death Satan IX

Dave and Xavier

SHADE

Emperor Death Satan

UMBRELLA CORP

HUNK { Squad Leader }

GOBLIN-6

J. Martinez { Codename: GHOST }

3A7

Skull-5G6 { Field Scientist }

Bray-K8 { Combat Medic }

HOUND WOLF SQUAD

Chris Redfield { Squad Leader }

Rolando Elba { Umber Eyes }

Dion Wilson { Night Howl }

Charlie Graham { Canine }

John Perlman { Lobo }

Emily Berkhoff { Tundra }

KERBEROS INC.

Nezulla ( Squad Leader )

Gizmo ( Gremlin Operator )

Feebee ( Aerial Assault Fairy )

Steinmauer ( Assault Barricade Golem )

Natasha ( Revenant Assassin )

Laura ( Martian Combat Medic )

Tachibana ( Demolition Amanojaku )

Elizabeth ( Nuckelavee Support )

Null ( Dab tsog Infiltrator )

Helena ( Strigoi Assault )

Amihan ( Aswang Berserker )

Wei-shen ( Fenghuang pyrotechnician )

Jack ( Assault War Machine )

Alex ( Batsquatch Skirmisher )

Arabella ( Demon Knight )

Akiko ( Tortured Test Subject + mutant )

THE INFECTION

IRREGULAR MUTATIONS

Zombies

Crows

Cerberus ( Undead dogs )

Infected | Undead animals in general

V-ACT Mutations

Crimson Heads

Lickers

Juvenile Lickers { young adults or children prior to infection.. }

Lickers - β

Eliminators

ENHANCED MUTATIONS

Sentient Flesh Hives

E-T-103s

Tulpas

NE-α Type Parasite

t-Advanced Super Tyrants

Lisa Trevor ( Enhanced By The E-t-Virus )

Defective Tyrants

Gamma Hunter Y

Misty | Samantha Chambers ( Alpha Zombie + T-advanced )

Poison Zombie

Pale Heads

Uber Lickers

Leeches

Night Feeders

Queen Leech-S

Annihilators { Enhanced Eliminator }

Tall Horses { Infected Mutated Horses }

Mountain Cat { Anthropomorphic wild cat monstrosities }

Inferior Tyrants | Dictators { humans that had some compatibility with the t-Virus who became infected through secondary infection. Selective wild infection }

Dissolving man

Zeiram B

Super Zeiram

GOL-Variant

GOL-Imperfection Type

Various Powered Zombies

T- Advanced ( People infected by this virus will be rapidly mutating by their own will even outside an incubation tube, incapable losing themselves when they transformed. }

Unknown four legged zombie Type

Transforming B.O.W.

Corpse Snatchers

Blood Hounds

Retchers

Sirens

Crawlers

Sprinters

Slashers ( Evolved Pale Heads )

Blood suckers

Detonators

Demolishers

Bolters

Bruisers

The Seraphim ( Hsien-Ko-A }

The Flesh Wombs { Hsien-Ko-B }

The Afflicted { People who're mutating into Seraphim via merging of bio mass or through infection }

G-Virus Mutations

G Mutations

G Zombie

ENHANCED G MUTATIONS

The Puppeteers

Super Golgatha Zombie Beast

Super Golgatha-EX

G4 Detached-Hand Monstrosity

G-Dogs { Dogs infected with G-virus }

The witch ( Cats infected with G-virus }

G-Infected Animals { failed to develop G-Cells, or have imperfect replications. }

G-Hunters { Stronger Hunter Variant }

G-Marionettes { G-virus infected bodies stitched Together into doll like abominations }

G- Nobodies

HSIEN-KO CHILDREN

Rei-Ling

Li-Liang

Yanwang

Hsien-Ko-Novum

Hsien-Ko-Initium

#{ @twoafflictedsouls }#{ Multi-Muse List }#{ The List Of Muses and Monsters }

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FFXIV Write Day 28: Blunt

Subject: Niryl can't handle hero worship. Featuring @duskwightdancer 's wol

Gen. Cws: none.

"I see," Niryl said, though he was referring to the woman's manner of address more than her words.

"Wonderful!" She said with a smile that might've been considered charming. "You see, my own field is closely related to ambient aether. I thought perhaps we could go over your suggestions on further study. With such interconnected fields, there is sure to be some overlap."

He couldn't handle this. The blushing, the hand wringing, the giggles that were more suited to a girl than a woman in her forties. She was interested in his chosen science, she had said. She had read their paper on the effect of celestial bodies on changes of atmospheric aether. Never mind that Urianger had done practically all of the writing and most of it went over his head, Niryl didn't think he could handle a conversation with anyone quite so simpering.

Niryl breathed carefully through his nose as she spoke. He didn't want to be the subject of her girlish admiration. He didn't want to be anyone's hero. He had never asked people to bow and scrape as if they were somehow lesser than him. Perhaps a better man would find it in himself to reassure them and nurture their interest. A more patient man who was not running on five hours of sleep and who had not had nearly same conversation a dozen times tonight might find it in himself to extend her an offer to visit the laboratory. But that would mean yet another future engagement he would have to hold himself to, and he was stretched thin enough as it was. Best to leave politics like that to Alphinaud. Niryl had been told that he could be a bit blunt.

"It is fortunate to have such dedicated scientists interested in our work," he said carefully. "You work in ambient aetherology, you say?"

She nodded. Her curls bobbed with the motion. One of them came dangerously close to her champagne.

"That's correct. I specialize in seasonal currents."

"Very closely related indeed," he said honestly, but new connections be damned. His fancy robes itched at the collar and the room was far too hot. "I have a friend who is uniquely studied in tracking aether currents. Do you know Yshtola Rhul?"

Niryl knew as soon as the words left his mouth that he was going to suffer for this later, but changing the play now would only make things more awkward.

"I know of her, yes. Who doesn't? "

"You ought to call on her," he said. He pulled a scrap of paper out of his pocket that happened to be a half torn Ewer card and scrawled Y'shtola's name and laboratory number on it. Oh, she was going to kill him. "Here- I'm sorry, I think I see my son at the desserts table again. Tell her I meant to introduce you, she'd love to show you what we're working on. Excuse me."

Niryl wove through the crowd before the woman got a chance to get another word in. A hand bearing a rim-full glass of La Noscean red placed its way directly in his path and Niryl had to make the decision to stop or wear it. He came to a halt just in time to see G'raha, his forum robes bright in the light of the chandelier, grin up at him.

"I had been on my way to aid you, but it appears you've managed to extricate yourself on your own," he said. "If you're looking for Farim, Celestaux put the kids to bed a half a bell past."

Niryl groaned and stole a swig of the glass G'raha had used as a barricade. The other man didn't seem to mind.

"I know," Niryl admitted. "He caught me before he left. There's no need to be so smug."

"My apologies," G'raha said, but his smile widened slightly. "I'm sure you're also aware that you were speaking to Renalia du Miere, recently sponsored by the forum." He punctuated the last bit as if it were of particular interest.

Niryl groaned. "Sponsored by you, then?"

"She's very well written," G'raha agreed, "and her methods are sound."

"Hopefully she gets on with Y'shtola, then," Niryl muttered.

G'raha snickered. "I'm beginning to understand why you didn't like me back then."

"What? I liked you fine."

"You absolutely did not," he laughed. "If the two of us were left alone in a room together I would turn to find an open window and an overturned chair."

Niryl flushed. "I wasn't that bad."

"You weren't," Graha admitted. "You did your best to be perfectly civil. I know now what a struggle that must've been."

The well concealed jab assured Niryl that he wasn't in any hot water and he let his shoulders slump.

"I have difficulty with," he waved his hand in the direction he'd left Renalia, "that. If a genuine conversation is what they want, then by all means. I have no desire to talk to someone when they're treating me like I'm some kind of--"

"Hero?"

"Golden statue," he finished.

Graha smiled sadly at him. This wasn't a new struggle. Gods knew there was a reason Celestaux had abandoned the festivities to put the kids up when it was barely eight.

"I'm just glad you got over it," Niryl said.

"I tend to lose most respect for a man when shows up on my doorstep before dawn only to sneeze at me."

"Excuse me! I recall it being Farim that did the sneezing!"

"It was both of you," Graha said, grinning with the confidence of someone who had far too much ammunition and the full intent to use it, "and in excess."

Niryl put on a show of pouting. It was true that he'd let Graha and Celestaux see him at his most terrified, ill, and once or twice inebriated. It was G'raha that he'd turned to when Farim had gotten their entire house sick with hand foot and mouth, G'raha who he begged advice when Farim cried so much and so easily. And there was Celestaux, who knew better than anyone the horrible things he kept inside him but still let him hold Gwenette. It was worth the teasing to have friends he could rely on.

"Go on," Graha said. "You needn't stay on my account. I'm sure your young man is wondering where you are."

"Very well," Niryl said. He didn't pretend not to be relieved by his dismissal. "Give Celestaux my regards. I'll stop by for Farim in the morning."

#ffxivwrite2023 #ffxiv #dee writes #I'm so sick I'm so sick but i did it yo

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Music Review: Ell Freeman’s “Goodbye Stranger” I have recently discovered a new song by Ell Freeman titled “Goodbye Stranger” and, in my view, it is great. While Freeman is both a neuroscientist and a musician, or at least an enthusiast, he came up with one song that can be felt and heard on multiple levels. It is a new song that Freeman wrote while in quarantine, and it incorporates rock music from both the 70s and the 90s in an exciting manner. What really touched me was that the words were so intimate, Freeman penned the song as a father’s apology to his sons, due to an often neglectful parenting since he had always been busy serving his music. It is a theme, which I would assume, most of us can identify with as we try to balance our interests with our duties. In terms of the melody and harmony, ‘Goodbye Stranger’ is complex. It draws from Britpop but similarly has some glam rock elements that Bowie experimented with. The guitar harmonies being especially fitting, and the drums give a nice groove to the song. Freeman manages to deliver the song’s lyrics fully while the chorus increases the music’s intensity. This single is from Freeman’s “A Hard Place” EP and the quality of the song can only be improved with the rest of the EP. What I find most admirable is the way Freeman stands to depict his individual narratives in a manner that they become a subject of global concern. It is a message of how presence matters in the lives of those of us that are dear to us, all encapsulated in music mastery. To sum up, if you fancy reflecting, meaningful lyrics and outstanding rock with a touch of vintage, you should give it a try and listen to “Goodbye Stranger”. I always enjoy those moments when artists are able to combine the things they do in their personal lives with what they do professionally to come up with something that is clearly meaningful. Watch Goodbye Stranger https://youtu.be/xU9gjR2qWxw Follow Ell Freeman on Facebook Spotify Soundcloud Bandcamp Youtube Instagram What inspired the creation of "Goodbye Stranger"? Could you share the story behind this release? During the Covid lock-down craziness, my son had a nasty argument with his mother and barricaded himself into the bathroom. I tried to talk to him through the closed door but he yelled at me to go away, furious with me for always being in my studio working on my music, rather than supporting him as a loving father should. I realised he was right, and wrote this song as an apology to him, and to reassure him that I was still there for him. In what ways does "Goodbye Stranger" represent your growth as an artist? In writing this song and others around that time, I was learning that I could talk about personal topics in a poetic way, to convey deep emotions that may be familiar and relatable to listeners even though the actual events inspiring them are not revealed. How did you come about with the total number of songs on the Album? The five tracks on the EP are the ones I have worked most on, and finished first, and they represent a particularly difficult period of my life that I am ready to draw a line under. I have several others in a similar genre that I will continue to release until the EP becomes a full album. Are there any particular musical influences that shaped the sound of "Goodbye Stranger"? As a kid, I would hear rock, soul, folk and pop music filtering through the walls from my brother’s or sister’s bedrooms. A lot of my songs still carry the DNA of this music from the late 70’s and early 80’s. [caption id="attachment_56995" align="alignnone" width="885"] A lot of my songs still carry the DNA of this music from the late 70’s and early 80’s.[/caption] What were the most significant challenges you faced while crafting this release? Sleep deprivation! During this intense period I was working full-time on a very demanding university management job by day, and after making dinner and putting the kids to bed I would work on songwriting and music production until 3am, starting again at 7am the next morning.

Did you collaborate with any other artists or producers on "Goodbye Stranger"? If so, how did these collaborations influence the final product? The lyrics of this song were shaped during a zoom collaboration with Roel van Veldt, when we were both enrolled on an online songwriting programme. At the time he was living in a tiny caravan, after a difficult family break-up. The themes of this song resonated deeply with him. What do you hope listeners will take away from "Goodbye Stranger"? Perhaps a reminder that we should always make time to be present for the ones we love before it’s too late, or maybe to try to forgive those whom we wish could have been more present in our lives. Are there any specific elements or tracks in this release that you feel particularly proud of? I am proud to have finally released this first batch of songs. Goodbye Stranger is the product of a late musical awakening of emotional self-awareness after a lifetime devoted to scientific objectivity. How has your approach to music-making evolved since your earlier works? Through practice, I have become more conscious of the process of songwriting and production, and how to convey nuanced emotions more precisely through sounds and words, as well as how to create a catchy hook and singable chorus. https://open.spotify.com/artist/7u2Y81ptQNetxokZ9vOdNm Are there plans for any visual content or live performances to support "Goodbye Stranger"? There is a video accompanying this song ([youtu.be/xU9gjR2qWxw](youtu.be/xU9gjR2...Wxw)), in which I recorded video game imagery of desolate landscapes from my son’s virtual reality device. I chose this to depict the alienation that took hold as we each sought refuge in other worlds, during the forced confinement of lockdown. The song itself is not so suitable performing solo, but if and when I put a rock band together again, I will look forward to playing it live and loud. Looking ahead, what can fans expect from Ell Freeman in the near future? I will continue to release songs dating from this previous era, to complete a full album. I will also release songs that reflect the more positive, hopeful side of my present life, in a wider variety of genres including bossa-nova and soul-funk. If you had to describe the essence of "Goodbye Stranger" in a brief statement, how would you characterize it? Goodbye stranger is a song of regret and redemption, about a long-neglected relationship that is hopefully not too late to be rescued with renewed love and attention.

#Interviews #EllFreeman #EllFreemandropsGoodbyeStranger #EllFreemanGoodbyeStranger #EllFreemanoutwithGoodbyeStranger #EllFreemanreleasesGoodbyeStranger #EllFreemanwithGoodbyeStranger #GoodbyeStranger #GoodbyeStrangerbyEllFreeman #GoodbyeStrangerEllFreeman #GoodbyeStrangerfromEllFreeman

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deepthi-safety-nets · 1 year ago

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A Comprehensive Guide to Football Stop Nets in Guindy, Chennai

Football, often hailed as the "beautiful game," has gained immense popularity not just as a sport but as a way of life. As enthusiasts gather in various locations to engage in spirited matches and practices, ensuring the smooth flow of the game becomes paramount. In this context, the significance of football stop nets cannot be overstated. These nets serve a dual purpose – primarily preventing footballs from straying beyond the field boundaries and secondarily contributing to the safety of players and spectators.

In the vibrant city of Chennai, where sports find a special place in the hearts of its residents, the use of football stop nets has become a common practice in both professional stadiums and local playing fields. This comprehensive guide will delve into the importance of football stop nets, their varied applications, and the specific relevance they hold in the dynamic context of Chennai.

Understanding the Need for Football Stop Nets

Football is a dynamic and fast-paced game that often involves powerful kicks and precise ball control. In the heat of the game, it's not uncommon for footballs to go astray, posing potential inconveniences and safety hazards. Football stop nets address this challenge effectively. By serving as a barricade along the field perimeter, these nets ensure that the ball remains within the defined playing area, facilitating continuous play and minimizing interruptions.

In Chennai, where football is not just a sport but a passion, the use of stop nets has become integral to the game. From local playgrounds to professional stadiums, the implementation of these nets has enhanced the overall football experience, providing a sense of order and safety.

The Primary Role: Preventing Footballs from Going Away

The fundamental purpose of football stop nets is to contain the ball within the field. This primary role is crucial for maintaining the integrity of the game. Whether it's a friendly match among friends or a high-stakes competition, the seamless flow of play contributes significantly to the enjoyment of the game.

In Chennai, where football is played in diverse settings – from school grounds to corporate tournaments – the use of stop nets has become synonymous with responsible sportsmanship. It ensures that players can focus on their skills and strategies without the constant concern of retrieving stray balls. The presence of these nets also encourages a faster pace of play, making football in Chennai even more exhilarating.

The Secondary Role: Enhancing Safety

While the primary function of football stop nets is to contain the ball, their secondary role is equally important – enhancing safety. In the bustling city of Chennai, where community matches and school tournaments are common, safety considerations take precedence.

The impact of a football can be substantial, and in densely populated areas like Chennai, stray balls can pose risks to both players and spectators. By acting as a barrier, football stop nets help mitigate these risks, preventing balls from reaching unintended areas. This is particularly relevant in Chennai's local playgrounds and school fields, where the integration of safety measures ensures that football remains an enjoyable and secure activity for all.

Tailoring Football Stop Nets to Chennai's Dynamic Environment

Chennai, with its unique blend of tradition and modernity, demands adaptable solutions. Football stop nets are no exception. The nets used in Chennai need to withstand the city's tropical climate, characterized by high temperatures and occasional heavy rainfall.

Durability in Chennai's Climate Chennai's tropical climate can subject outdoor equipment, including football stop nets, to harsh conditions. High temperatures, humidity, and occasional rains can take a toll on the longevity of materials. Therefore, it becomes imperative to choose football stop nets made from durable and weather-resistant materials that can withstand Chennai's climatic challenges.

Customization for Varied Settings Chennai boasts a diverse range of football playing environments – from school fields to community grounds. Football stop nets need to be customizable to fit the specific dimensions of each location. Whether it's a small school field or a larger community ground, the flexibility to tailor the nets ensures optimal functionality and a seamless integration with the surroundings.

Elevating Football Experiences in Guindy, Chennai with Deepthi Football Stop Nets

As football enthusiasts in Chennai continue to revel in the joy of the game, the importance of reliable football stop nets cannot be overstated. Deepthi Safety Nets, with its unwavering commitment to quality and safety, stands as a beacon in the city's sports infrastructure. For those seeking top-notch football stop nets tailored to Chennai's dynamic environment, Deepthi Safety Nets is the trusted partner. Offering durable materials, customizable solutions, and expert installation services, Deepthi Safety Nets ensures that every football match in Chennai is not just a game but an experience marked by safety, precision, and unbridled passion. Elevate your football experiences with Deepthi Safety Nets – where excellence meets the love for the game.

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#BREAKING: Active #shooter standoff barricaded inside home #firing multiple shots.

🚨#BREAKING: Active shooter standoff barricaded inside home firing multiple shots 📌#Bakersfield | #CA SWAT is currently on the scene of an Active shooter standoff situation in which the subject barricaded himself in a home and firing multiple shots at officers with an AR-15 pic.twitter.com/2Y3eIPr93a — R A W S A L E R T S (@rawsalerts) January 18, 2023 Source: Twitter

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(sorry for replying to your post but you’re the only rb and the only person that actually seems interested) so i’ve discovered a little more info on les mis in welsh??

so, there’s a documentary named Les Mis Y Daeth which is completely lost media now.

it was translated by Tudur Dylan.

JOJ seems to have been involved, as does Bryn Terfel. it seems to have been done very closely with the urdd (shameless self promo to the funniest rp ever @mistarurdd) and Only Boys Aloud. also it is confirmed: Cammack and Colm have seen welsh les mis live. so its ‘bigger’ than i thought ALSO one actor from the 2012 movie (unknown atm, all we know is he played a barricade boy) did a workshop with OBA and had some involvement.

also they practiced the whole show in llangrannog? jesus the urdd LITERALLY HAS A BUILDING IN CARDIFF?!?!? also Film Guy (we dont know who he is) went to llangrannog to do his workshop with OBA? all i know on this subject is two tweets from 2015 so idk how trustworthy this source is.

also whilst digging i found this, which apparently has les mis songs in it. i do not know which one(s) but i’m so tempted to buy it

this fucking rabbithole has me in a chokehold

just discovered welsh les mis, and they pronounce ‘barricade’ in wenglish ?!?!? they used gog welsh for literally everything else to the point my hwntw ass cannot transcribe any sentence save for ‘tu hwnt i’r barricêd y mae yna byd i ti a fi’ which is the worst lyric i’ve heard ever. someone shoot welshjolras right this second

#les mis #les mis fersiwn ysgolion #that should be a tag #for my findings

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...i just really like les mis okay

#les miserables #enjolras #legit my favourite scene in the show is when the barricade spins round and he’s dead #and all my friends think i’m nuts but they dont get it its beautiful #also s/o to the two enjolras’s i’ve seen who legit hang only by the knees #thank u chris cowley and hyoie ogrady for being as extra in death as enjolras is in life #this is copics and some cheap ass crayons if anyone was wondering #i was v happy with it and now i’ve left it too long and am noticing all my mistakes 😭😅#my art #my doods #fan art #i used a reference of the solid good boy bradley jaden for the pose #and super fucked up the hands bc my crayons were too blunt so pls don’t look at them #sometimes u just gotta draw ur faves dramatic death #no regrets #except with my general execution of the subject #bc that face ain’t pretty

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FWPD: Barricaded subject, Point West Drive

New Post has been published on https://aroundfortwayne.com/news/2021/09/29/fwpd-barricaded-subject-point-west-drive/

FWPD: Barricaded subject, Point West Drive

On September 28, 2021, at 7:21 PM, the Fort Wayne Police Department responded to a residence in the 2130 Point West Dr. in reference to a suicidal subject.

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George's backstory. I only went ahead and made it unnecessarily dark and heavy didn't I! Its not my fault, okay? I like dark awful things sometimes, especially for a horrible background for someone that has a nice, happy future. So here it is. Warnings for those not wanting to read about very dark subjects. Unnecessarily so maybe, c'mon Jess. Why!?? I listen to a lot of true crime, the dark depths of human desperation fascinate me.

In the 70s a man named Paul was a fucking shit head. He was an alcoholic, an abuser and beat his wife and children. They lived in near poverty in a small block of flats on the top floor, with the other people in the building turning a blind eye to his obvious cruelty. She escaped in the night, taking the kids and running away. Paul was enraged but couldn't locate them, luckily for them to rebuild their lives away from that monster. With no one to around to temper Paul his alcoholism got worse and he started to prowl nightclubs looking for men to take home. He was a closeted gay man, because 1970's, but now his wife had gone he was free to get with men. A young man was kicked out of his home for being gay (again, the 70's) and Paul saw an opportunity. He took this young man home with him and entered into a relationship. A coercive, hideous, contolling relationship. In which he beat and abused the young man. The young man felt trapped, kicked out of his home, controlled with alcohol as Paul would force him to drink with him. Paul’s mental health continued its swift decline exacerbated by his substance abuse. He would sing wildly from lavishing love and affection onto the young man to accusing him of cheating and hideous abuse, sometimes handcuffing him to the radiator when he accused the young man of seeing other men. This poor lad was almost tortured, but, as many abused people sometimes find themselves in a situation that they can see no escape from….

(YOU ENJOYING MY FUN STORY ABOUT GENGARS!????HMMMM???)

Anyway…

Paul saw an opportunity while watching TV. The cash pay outs for top winning pokemon trainers could be silly money! Paul couldn't keep a job down because of his alcoholism so thought perhaps he should give it a go, having never really been able to afford to keep any pokemon before and with no interest in being a trainer. The young man protested, saying it was incredibly hard to win battle contests. Enraged by him daring to speak against his ideas Paul shoved the young man into the airing cupboard with the boiler and barricaded it shut.

The young man was left in there for 3 days, begging to be let free as he was stuck next to the boiler, dying slowly and painfully from dehydration, the heat from the boiler speeding up his slow demise. On the 3rd day when Paul couldn't hear painful moans anymore he opened the cupboard to see the young man's body, and a gastly.....

No ordinary gastly. A grudge. A curse. When someone is violently murdered and suffers so much emotional agony that their spirit becomes part of the home in which they died. Their suffering becomes a stain that cannot be erased. Any person entering the threshold of that place is infected by the spirit's undying rage. However, as a gastly, they were not yet in connection with their terrible grudge power. They were weak. They needed to evolve.

Paul was thrilled. Through his alcoholic haze he felt he had the perfect solution. Train a gastly. He didn't have to waste money feeding it. Because it was already dead. Right?

Paul hid the body and began training the gastly. His methods were harsh, abusive and cruel. Gastly evolved to Haunter and the horrific treatment continued. Starving. Battling all the time being forced to be stronger and stronger. People in the flats knew about Paul. They'd hear his alcohol fueled tirades late at night and hear him crash around. Haunter caught the eye of a little boy that lived opposite them on the top floor. He pleaded with his eyes for help, but the boy, scared of Paul and ghost types hugged his polywag and turned away...

Paul had entered into a televised competition. A sort of entry level battle for a gym leader and had entered Haunter in. Right before the battle was about to begin Haunter evolved. Paul was thrilled. A powerful gengar at last! The Gengar opened its eyes, slowly turned to face Paul and grinned....

Paul commanded gengar to use its shadow sneak on the opponent but the Gengar did not obay. The Grudge was here... He blasted over to Paul so quickly he had no time to even scream as Grudge the ripped Paul in two. The arena was filled with screams as Grudge melted into the shadows and dissappeared. Grudge was going to enact his curse. Kill everyone in the flat. Everyone that knew and didn't help him.

It started as small haunting. People feeling unsettled. Having bad nightmares. Things being moved. The haunting then escalated to horrific haunting, psychological torture like an early 2000s Japanese horror movie. People began to dissappear, pieces of them turning up like a severed hand, or their dessicated husks of their body found left behind once Grudge had stolen their souls.

The remaining people in the flat moved out and the building was condemned as haunted by a powerful curse. People tried to enter and catch the incredibly powerful gengar that lived there, but, when anyone stepped over the threshold the curse would take effect. There would be no escaping it. Grudge would haunt you until your horrific and painful death. No matter where you went. People could never make it to the top floor. The angry spirits of those Grudge killed would protect anyone from reaching the place of Grudge's death.

The building was barricaded and guarded so no one would enter the place of the murderous gengar. Decades passed and people's interest waned. Little memorials were placed outside for those that died there but the bitter memories faded and the condemned haunted building just became a dilapidated place to be forgotten . Warnings placed all over to not enter or you'll be killed, and people stopped wanting to sneak into one of the worst haunted buildings there were.

Until Lydia entered the scene. Now in 2021, after the pandemic her anxiety got worse and worse. Lydia could barely do anything her anxiety was so crippling. She lived alone and lock down during pandemics meant she couldn't see her emotional support network. Living alone she only had a tentative acquaintance with an old man that lived in her building. She always had an obsession with gengars you could say. She heard of a gengar that haunted a building nearby. Without knowing the full story she asked about it. Did it belong to anyone, did it have a name? Could she go and see it? The old man only had some kind of rumour and that he thought its name was Grudge.

She misheard him, and thought he said George. So, she decides to bake a cake and take it to this gengar, that must be very lonely.

After many decades another victim dares cross the threshold of the Grudge's cursed lair. Lydia steps through the door meekly. She calls out to the darkness, saying how she's always really loved Gengars, she thinks they're beautiful and cool and she she baked him a cake. She placed it down and said he didn't have to show himself, she just wanted to know that he'd enjoy the cake and she'd be back tomorrow.

She leaves. Grudge floats over to the cake. Having never eaten food before in his entire afterlife he picks it up, eats a bit and is stricken. LOVE AT FIRST BITE!!! Oh no..

He can't kill this woman because then she wouldn’t come back and give him more of this cake! So, he decides to wait to see what will happen.

She does return. Day after day. Some days she comes in to weep, have a panic attack in the dark, speaking into the darkness about her fears, before apologising and leaving to say she'll come again tomorrow.

As weeks go by Grudge grows fond of her. He wants the cake. And she seems so damaged and burdened by the world. He's only ever known humans as selfish and cruel, but here this girl is, delicate, soft, and kind to want to feed a creature she's never even seen.

Grudge reveals himself to her. Which delights her so much! The rest is the story of her slowly building his trust with her kindness. Them recognising they could be a perfect companion for one another. Grudge brings her a pokeball one day. She weeps with joy and catches him. George. Her companion for life. She takes him home to spoil, dote on, and utterly love. And he soothes her, keeps her grounded, helps her be bold. And... She never finds out about his horrific past. All the people he's killed. He puts that behind him to be the best pet he can be for her.

They start a cooking youtube channel together which gets pretty popular. It actually really helps her anxiety and gives her more purpose. People make fun of George because they can track him gettiing fatter and fatter each season, until Lydia is surreptitiously starts making a lot of salads and healthy recipes for the channel... which he’s annoyed by. But that’s them. She has a big, plump, cuddly spooky friend, and he has a kind, gentle loving companion.

#George #pokemon #ghosts #ghost #ghost type #ghost type pokémon #gengar #content warning #abuse #alcohol #alcoholism #Death #Homophobia

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hello!¡ idk if you guys have wrote for angst but i’ll req one since the reqs are open,, can i req for xiao, zhongli and venti where their [mortal] s/o slowly dies on their arms. yk since they’re basically immortal and how they’d react to losing another loved one. ty!

𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: xiao, zhongli, venti (separate) x gn!reader

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: venti and zhongli story spoilers, not proofread

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: the way i teared UP while writing venti’s (also i love this request. i spent like 40 minutes writing it during a class but AGHH I LOVE THE FREEDOM I HAD WHILE WRITING IT)

a part of him hates himself for loving you

he knew. he knew you were but a mortal, a fleeting love and a fleeting life. and yet, he lowered his guard. he let himself love, he let himself feel joy and bask in your warmth that the lingering thought of ‘temporary’ left his veins

but holding you like this—in his arms, in his cold cold arms that already missed your missing warmth, his bloodied gloves and sunny irises:

he hates you. he hates you for loving him. he hates himself for loving you. he should’ve never subjected himself to this pain—

but he’ll never stop loving the memories of you

“Sorry, Xiao,” You smiled weakly, chest heaving with restrained coughs as the Yaksha winced, cradling you in his arms as the moon began to rise.

“Don’t speak. Conserve your energy,” The Adeptus disregarded your words, his heart pounding against his chest with a pain so unfamiliar, a pain of heartache he wish he never experienced.

Maybe, if he had rejected you that fateful night—he’d feel this pain still. He’d feel it, just, earlier.

Would it be worth it? To sacrifice your memories, your love— for an easier farewell. Maybe, if he had never fallen in love with you, maybe, if you had just stayed in your mortal life and never seeked him out—maybe it would be you who was crying on his behalf.

Gazing down at you, Xiao’s grip on the fabrics of your shirt tightened. You had changed since he first met you—wrinkles adorned your face, [e/c] eyes drooping and your bones were stiffer and more fragile than his ever was.

And yet, he loved you like the first time he met you—though he’d never admit it, appearance never really mattered to him anyways. Though he held a youthful visual, he knew that if his true age was put into a look... it’d be nothing more than skin and bones.

“I love you, Xiao.”

“Don’t.”

Don’t. Don’t make him love you even more, don’t make him miss you before you had even left.

Don’t. Don’t leave him—don’t leave him stranded again, destined to fight against demons and protect Liyue even after its archon’s passing.

Don’t, don’t make him cry uncharacteristic tears. Don’t make him long for a love that was gone.

xiao would put you to rest once the beat of your heart comes to a stop

he is painfully familiar with the traditions of a passing. he is familiar with the way he’d set someone down into the earth. he is familiar with the soil and the rain and the moon and the stars

he—adeptus xiao—was familiar with death. in fact, he dealed in it

this is most likely xiao’s first time watching someone die from old age

or—someone he loves

he is used to the realm of immortals, he is used to watching them be murdered or sabotaged. but never has he seen old age take someone

and he wished to never see it again.

xiao would close his heart from the world—if it wasn’t closed already, it’d be barricaded by twice the amount. thorns used to block the outside world would stab his own heart, and xiao would only know grief for a period of time

he’d find himself coming back to your final resting place, he’d find himself planting glaze lilies and flowers at your grave as he mourns a lost love

he—still hates you. he hates the love you gave him and the love you shared... but now it doesn’t hurt so much anymore

your death would only prompt him to become stronger. to become colder, to hate the world even more than he already does

zhongli would sometimes visit xiao, and even he is pained by your death. the world—it twisted and turned, it moved and wove tales with the strings of fate...

but never before has xiao wished he was mortal. if he were mortal, he could pass peacefully. if he were mortal, he could meet you again

mortals.

xiao hates mortals.

he hates them because being mortal was what took you away from him

the touch of death has numbed to zhongli

he has experienced it far too much, but watching you fade in his arms was probably the worst yet most bittersweet way to go

on one hand, zhongli is relieved. he is relieved that you passed peacefully, he is relieved that you left without any pain

yet on the other hand, he is heartbroken. he is broken to watch yet another loved one go, he is broken to have to arrange the casket that you will sleep eternally in

zhongli is grateful. he is grateful to ever meet you, he is grateful to have the honor of putting a ring on your finger and being able to lock your lips with his. he is grateful for so many things and yet he still wants more

he wishes to hold you until time itself fades, he wishes to experience the present with you instead of dwelling on the past that you so regrettably will become apart of

he, zhongli, consultant of wangsheng’s funeral parlor—wished for time. a time he so selfishly held as an immortal.

“The glaze lilies are beautiful today, are they not?” Zhongli hummed, sipping on some tea as he gazed fondly out of the window. His warm coat did nothing to prevent the cold of his side, the lack of your voice or the missing light from your eyes.

Everyday was the same. Everyday was him sitting—alone—in the funeral parlor, the pungent smell of death and cremations flooding his senses as all he could do was watch. Watch the world go by, watch his friends and loved ones die one by one as he was subjected to an eternal dance of loss.

Though, Zhongli knows that you will never truly die as long as you are in his heart. He remembers your smile, your laughs, your growing pains and complaints, your eventual wisdom and hearty laugh that you shared with him moments before your time.

He remembers so much, he loves so much, he loves you and who you were, he loves you and all of you.

“I must admit, I miss you terribly,” The consultant’s voice softened, his fingers setting the tea in his hands down as a lump formed in his throat.

“Yet I would never regret loving you.”

zhongli would stay painfully normal

he does not want your death to hinder him—he knows you would not want that. so he lives life, he carries on—but your memory never leaves

your stories and triumphs will be the topic for one of his best stories. and that otherworldly traveler... he hopes they carry on your legacy with each and every world they visit

and he hopes you... you and your beautiful smiles, you and your love and your kindness and your ambitions—

he hopes you are resting peacefully in the flowers he prepared for you

venti would strum you your favorite tunes as you pass

a bittersweet smile paints his face as your back rests against his chest, frail and weak coughs leaving your system as you heave for a single breath

do you remember? do you remember the way the two of you used to climb the tree at windrise? do you remember how you’d drag him from the late diluc’s tavern? do you remember how you’d stay up late at night listening to his songs and mindless chatter?

he remembers. he remembers watching you grow, he remembers standing beside you as you ran for your dreams. he remembered gliding with you aboard the strange island of time you insisted on exploring

“I love you, so so so so so much, [Y/N]...” Venti would muster, wiping his tears as you couldn’t even turn around to gaze at him. To gaze at his youthful form and unchanging appearance, to gaze into those azure eyes you had fallen for and his scheming tactics.

Burying his nose into the crook of your neck, Venti took one deep breath. He loved the way you smelled, how it seemed like you rolled in a field of sweet flowers (though he knew your stiff bones would never allow such a thing), how you used to play along with his schemes when you were younger.

Venti loves you, and all of you. He loved you when you were a young adult, he loved you when you were middle-aged, he loved you when you were an elder.

He love love love love loves you, so much so that it seemed to overpower the pain.

He knew your time was up, he knew his time with you was gone, but he persists on with your memory.

mondstadt has surely changed ever since your passing

venti finds himself waddling into angel’s share twice a day, even if he can’t afford it. he finds himself on the receiving end of pitied gazes and free drinks (for no reason, though everyone knows the reason). he finds the way klee is no longer a child and the way the honorary knight never visits mondstadt anymore quite jarring

he finds himself—lost. he has lost so many, watched so many go, held so many fallen friends in his hands that he can no longer count

though, he misses you. a lot, actually. when klee is busy being an adult and bombing abyss mages instead of fish, venti finds himself weaving tunes of your valor and honor at the statue of—himself

he finds himself longing for you, loving you as if you were still by his side. he sings and sings, strumming his lyre so much that he hopes you can hear them from the heavens

and after—after he has made his and your mark on the newer generation, venti, the windborne bard, falls into a slumber

he sleeps. he sleeps in celestia in hopes of dreaming a dream with you. he sleeps in hope of finding you in a neverland so beautiful

he hopes that one day when he descends once more amongst his people—he hopes you will be there. just like the first time he met you.

— constellations!

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