#Basically the cat monster could be free from the girl but the girl cant be free from the cat

[dunmeshistash]

Isn't it confirmed in the comic where itzutsumi talks to lycion that she was actually a cat turnt into a beastman?

She's a human soul and a monster soul fused together 😔

That comic's revelation is that its impossible for her to be freed from her monster half like Lycion. Not that she's a cat.

It's a little disheartening to me that that comic somehow convinced everyone she isn't human when a big part of her character is her accepting that she is both human and monster.

Proof that she's still a human child that was turned into a beastmen ALONG with a monster cat

Profile says she's a tallman beastman

This says HER SOUL is mixed with a monster soul

Succubus chapter

Lycion confirming the human soul is the one in charge

The issue with izutsumi's body is that she's more cat than human. She's still very much the human child that was kidnapped and fused to a monster cat. What Lycion can tell her is just that she's more cat than girl. I don't like the wording that she's actually "A cat cursed to be a human" she's both human and cat, there was a child involved in this fusion.

Here's another post I made about my thoughts

[casual-fishlord]

FINALLY FINISHED IT!!

full redesign of my old ocs from a story that i made when i was 12

it was called the Uriors(universe+warriors)(keeping the name, definitely gonna spell it definitely xD)

sooo the original plot was basically this: a normal 14 yo girl becomes the leader of a magical girl team, where all the other members are cosmic deities.

i spent a lot of time on this story for a few years, but than abandoned it cuz i just couldnt make it work. i wanted to make it sort of a chill slice of life with a monster of the week type story, but it just didnt work cuz all the main characters could oneshot any threat and didnt have any reason to spend free time with a mortal.

ive been thinking a lot about this story lately, and i kinda realized just how much potential it has for psychological, cosmic, and body horror. and i think i can make the characters work now xD so i started rewriting it

plot synopsis so far:

mc finds a magical amulet and gets hired into the magical girl company called Yuriors. the company runs on merch sales and donations, so the members have to stay popular&relevant (thats why they look like cute girls). they fight monsters and help with politics on smaller planets. they cant just oneshot the monsters cuz its not entertaining for the public. the company is unethical, and half of the members are downright evil. the story is mostly just about them becoming friends and committing atrocities together. and about wars between space gods.

heres a lil info on the characters:

name: Mia Cat (she/her), age:14, sweet, kind, about to be traumatized

name: Bisqa (she/her) age:???, allegedly lost all her memories 11 years ago. has very high expectations put on her

name: Pearlescence the Devourer (they/them) age: about 18k, comes to company meetings higher than the stars

name: Onguh (she/it), age: about 13k, loudest and most annoying of the group, but is actually the weakest cuz she cant use magic. generally annoying to most people

name: Sex Buttouski (he/she), age: 536, chose this name as a form of rebellion

name: Varbara (she/they), age: about 23k, acts like the mother of the group, does tell much about herself

really proud of how these turned out. i might still tweak the designs a bit, and i definitely need to work on the characters a lot more. except to see more art of these bitchez

[chikkou]

Will you talk more about Lisa?? Lisa the character specifically but also your feelings on his feelings about Buddy? I just thought your analysis was so good and I want to hear other thoughts you have on her.

yall are honestly spoiling me rn sdhkfdjfks this is like a dream come true 

i already got into the stuff with buddy in this ask here but i have a LOT to say about lisa and the connection between her and buddy so u better settle in!

ok so firstly ill start with lisa. i played the original lisa game (lisa the first) not long after it first dropped in 2012, and im not even kidding when i said it changed me LMAO.... seeing a story about a girl suffering is nothing new, but austin jorgensens approach to it was so fucking unique. you dont just witness it, you get to EXPERIENCE it right along with her. many stories that involve sexual abuse/rape show or otherwise depict it explicitly for the shock value, which is both disgusting and, in my opinion, extremely fucking exploitative. i feel that it is horrific to dignify an act so deeply evil with screentime. but lisa stood out to me immediately because, even though you know exactly whats going on, the game NEVER shows anything explicit. everything is layered in subtext and symbolism, and austin is fantastic with indirect storytelling, so you learn so much from just a little drop of information. this applies not just to the game proper, but to the character as well.

in case its not clear: i absolutely ADORE lisa. she is my favorite character in all of the games, bar none. its going to sound kind of fucked up, but as a kid around her age going through some fucked up shit, her committing suicide at the end felt like a sort of victory to me. she knew she could never escape from marty or what he was doing to her. he leaks into every single part of her psyche, everything she ever cared about or loved is ruined because of him, and even the vague memory of her mother is completely corrupted, and turned into a muddled version of him. lisa the first also had the added benefit of some religious commentary, as there are crosses all over their home and marty is characterized as an extremely religious man, which i fucking LOVE and wish had come back in the painful, but its an acceptable loss. anyway, lisa committing suicide at the end was an act of defiance against not just marty, but martys god, as suicide is considered a mortal sin in catholicism. lisa knew she’d never be free of marty in life, so she escaped the only way she could; she was defiant to the end.

ive seen people complain that the painful has a bit of a “lost lenore” thing going on, since lisas death seems to fuel the Manpain of both brad and buzzo, but i actually disagree. on the contrary, its just like austin himself said - lisa will never be gone. lisa is ALWAYS there, with brad, and buzzo, and buddy, and marty, and yado, and the ENTIRE FUCKING WORLD. i dont necessarily think that there is something paranormal going on in the game, but i AM going to say that, unlike other cases of a girl/woman dying for a mans backstory, lisa isnt just a bittersweet memory they can reflect on and then put away when its convenient for them. she is a presence that is felt throughout the entire game. brad sees her more than once, sometimes watching, sometimes reprimanding him. buzzo is clearly haunted by her, as he cries out to her a few times in the joyful. every character who was directly touched by lisa - brad, marty, and buzzo - calls out to lisa as they die. call it their guilt or call it her actions, but in either case, it is clear that lisa just as significant of a character in the painful as she was in the first, even if she cant always be seen. even in a meta-sense, every game in the series - even the joyful, whose protagonist doesnt even know who she is - is named after her. she is at the center of everything that happens in them. 

that actually brings me to buddy, because i find the dynamic between her and lisa fucking fascinating. as i previously mentioned, brad never talked about his past with buddy, and snaps at her for bringing up his adoptive son dusty (rando), so it goes without saying that she definitely doesnt know who lisa is. in spite of that, though, lisa is a fucking massive part of buddys life, and while she may not know the person herself, i think she is aware that when people (and brad especially) look at her, they arent seeing HER. 

i mentioned it in another post, but even though brad takes it upon himself to raise and “protect” buddy, he seems to almost unwittingly recreate lisas appearance, primarily by allowing her hair to grow long even though he knows what a risk that is to her safety. he also treats buddy in a manner thats incredibly similar to how marty treated lisa (sans sexual abuse, of course) - he insults her, does not let her leave the house at all, and forces her to do unsavory things that no one should ever have to do (in buddys case, this means killing at least two innocent people because brad doesnt want a “weak” daughter). the most literal comparison between buddy and lisa is the fact that they are both very young girls being essentially held captive by their father figures, albeit for different reasons, and both long for freedom from their captors. 

theres also the fact that both buddy and lisa have to deal with misogyny and the effects of rape culture firsthand; they both battle against men who feel entitled to do with them whatever they please, and the threat of ongoing sexual abuse looms heavy over both of their heads. neither one can seek help from anyone; the neighbors in brad and lisas town seem complacent at best, if they even know what is happening to lisa at all, and buddys only allies (sans rando) are long dead by the start of the joyful. this is not just a hypothetical or a distant possibility. this is the real, tangible fate that will befall them if they cant somehow secure their safety.

sadly, because lisa wasnt playable in either of the rpgs, we dont know if she was able to fight as brad was, but it is highly probable that she had the innate skill but was never able to learn it (as marty highly discouraged them from learning “their grandfathers karate,” and seemed disgusted whenever brad did so). however, she did have ONE weapon she could make use of, and this is a weapon buddy ends up using, as well - her femininity. she became close to bernard (aka buzzo), made him fall in love with her, and then used him as a last ditch effort to stop martys abuse by having him mutilate her face. im not saying lisa never cared about bernard - in fact, i think she DID really love and care for him - but her own fucked up experiences with “love” meant she really couldnt understand what it was supposed to be like, or that it was wrong to manipulate the people you care about. lisa did very few things wrong - it pretty much just stops at the maiming of the cat and her manipulation of bernard - but she knew that she would never get away from marty without some kind of drastic action being taken, and scarring herself was her last ditch effort before ultimately committing suicide.

buddy ends up taking a somewhat similar tack in the joyful, and like in lisas case, its simultaneously resourceful and horrific. one of buddys key moves in the joyful is to flash the enemy (which the player obviously doesnt see) in order to distract them long enough to get the kill. its fucking horrible and disgusting and makes you feel so dirty, but then, how must buddy feel having to do something like that just to survive? shes just a child, but in a world where almost every man is out to get you, she knows this has to be done to save herself, very much like lisa. unlike in lisas case, though, buddy is successful in securing her safety in this way - lisas effort is for naught, and leads to her committing suicide not very long after. 

in a way, i sort of attribute buddys brutality to lisas omnipresence; all of the men pursuing buddy are just like marty, monsters who would harm a fucking child for their own disgusting ends, and i think that when buzzo said that lisa wouldve loved olathe, what he means is that she would have loved seeing so many horrible men being punished for what theyd done. so in my opinion, buddy carving out a place for herself in olathe by killing all those who would subjugate her seems very much in the mentality lisa would have had. sure, there are some innocents who sadly get roped into it, but that would definitely not be her intention; for example, if buzzo could have practiced amputation without harming a living thing, i dont think lisa would have asked him to practice on the cat. note the LACK of brutality at the beehive and the swamp bar, two of the few peaceful places in the painful and both devoid of predatory men hunting for buddy - lisa has no qualm with any of them. but marty? brad could hardly even get a full sentence out before killing him on the spot. i dont doubt that that has a great deal to do with lisas presence. 

ok i talked for a while LMAO but basically i think that, in a more metatextual sense, lisa and buddys relationship really strikes me as an accurate depiction of generational trauma. of course it was intentional with the more obvious trauma chain (marty to brad to buddy), but the trauma chain of marty to lisa to buddy is rarely ever addressed due to lisa not physically appearing in the painful. however, i believe it may inform buddys actions a great deal more than people realize - after all, buddys experience is unique, but who could understand it better than lisa? who knows that sort of pain, of being alone on an island, the lone woman trapped with a man (or men) who want nothing more than to cause you harm? even without her realizing it, lisa is guiding buddy, encouraging her to take back what is hers no matter the cost, to punish those who would try to take what they want from her. lisa might be dead, but she is a vengeful presence throughout every game, and buddys actions feel like theyre meant not only to save herself, but to avenge lisa, even if she doesnt realize it. at the end of the day, buddy and lisa both get to exact revenge against all the men who have wronged them, and they succeed. they are aggressive, and violent, and selfish, and ANGRY - and they have every fucking right to be. 

[sanchoyo]

danny phantom, season 3, episodes 7-13 thoughts! cannot believe im finishing this series so fast. ...cannot believe it ended like that...uh. one of the weirdest finales to a show I think I've seen, it really stood out against the rest of the series, and not in a good way, in my opinion. I paused to yell in caps lock...several times, I think, out of anger... BUT. ANYWAY, HERE WE GO.

see prev episode thoughts in this tag <3

-the fentons putting the kids to Work in the lab, with NO SAFETY GEAR. AT ALL. THEY JUST GOT BACK FROM SCHOOL AND ARE TIRED!!! and when jack asked how danny his day was and danny tried to say it was bad jack cut him off :( for the 400th time, i am stealing these kids.

-maddie and jack IMMEDIATELY SELLING THEIR LAB AND WORK FOR A LOT OF MONEY. and danny cant get into the portal anymore, oh no!!! he could always just steal vlads I Guess.

-THEY ARE VLADS NEW NEIGHBOR. OH MY GOD. this is a sitcom format. a butler came with the new mansion. i would absolutely try a kiwi fudge milkshake, why is the butler disgusted.

-the..guys in white bought the lab to shoot a missile. into the ghost zone thru the portal. bro i hate these guys

-jazz straight up setting her new bedroom up in the library. i am very very jealous

-"RATED E, FOR ENTRAILS"

-I like how the 14 year olds very quickly realize if the giw destroy the ghost zone itll destroy OUR ZONE because its just. like. the other side of the quarter so to speak. and the giw, a fully funded government agency, didnt consider that...(or worse, are willing to risk that anyway...)

-a...graphic novel version of the constitution? what in the world have you been READING SAM

-'cool, I always wanted to be called a meddling kid!' scooby doo reference...

-can they keep the butler. I love him.

-ecto latte....I also want to try that. is ectoplasm edible...

-YESS I KNEW DANNY WOULD USE VLAD'S PORTAL. vindicated.

-DANNY WHY DIDNT YOU JUST ASK JOHNNY NICELY. STEALING HIS BIKE IS SO SO RUDE.

-youngblood is also into astronaut stuff, thats really cute. and him being like 'phantom, dude!! :D' ALL EXCITED. THATS ADORABLE.

-the slapstick comedy of the giw slipping and falling and running into shit in the lab. is funny, but also, because this lab has NOOO safety codes in practice. god its a wonder dannys the only one to have died here...

-JOHNNY, SKULKER AND YOUNGBLOOD HELPING DANNY!!! I keep saying it but the other ghosts helping him. is my fav thing in the world. and, it's a really good thing the missile in the real world was harmless...otherwise the fentons wouldn't have had a home/lab to come back to...

-WULF WANTED POSTER!!! we havent seen wulfy in so long :( very funny the box ghost is offended by how much these ghosts are wanted for. first off, what do ghosts even DO WITH MONEY. does the ghost zone have its own currency??? what are ghosts BUYING

-the box ghost is So Funny, im so glad hes still got his bubble wrap. u are VERY wanted in THIS house box ghost. you are SO scary king. dont give up on ur dreams

-this needs to be a meme format. I made a transparent version, very very messily, for future use.

-this is a Fellow and a Friend

-box ghost accidentally bringing lunch for everyone, and giving people at the mall free shoes. SHOES ARE SO EXPENSIVE, ID BE SO GRATEFUL. helpful king. i feel SO bad for him lmao, he's putting in SO much effort. he wants the evil aesthetic So bad but hes Just Too Silly. I understand your plight, box ghost....

-oh my god. pandoras BOX. 'THOSE OF US IN THE BOX TRADE' HOW MANY ARE IN THIS BOX TRADE. I WANT IN. pandora is a multi-armed ghost goddess and i love her.

-SKULKER WHY ARE YOU RUNNING FROM THE EVIL UNICORN?? YOURE A HUNTER!! JUST SHOOT IT!!!!!!! JUST HUNT IT!!!

-box ghost...where did you get the cowboy hat. I respect it, i just want to know

-JAZZ COMING IN WITH THE BAZOOKA TO FIGHT THE 10 HEADED DRAGON!!! YEAH!!!!!!!!!!! and the rest of the fentons I Guess

-ignoring the sam/danny moments. I simple do not see them.

-...why doesnt danny just fly over the maze. or do the whole 'real world people act as ghosts in the ghost zone' and turn back!!! I know its just to show off the ghost greek monster designs. but STILL.

-danny being like. um. hi pandora. i found your box. >< polite...PANDORA IS SO GIANT. GIANT GHOST WOMAN. SHES GOING TO BEAT BOX GHOSTS ASS. another ghost thats nice to danny to add to the list :) and HER FORCING BOX GHOST TO APOLOGIZE. and having sandwiches with danny after making box ghost clean up. I LOVE HER.

-DANNYS 'BEWARE' AT THE END JAKHDJFKN

-okay, when dash pulled out danny's seat and was calling him buddy, for half a second I was like 'this is a prank, hes gonna pull it back' BUT THEN FRIGHT KNIGHT MY BELOVED IS BACK. AND EVERYONE STARTS CHANTING FOR DANNY TO BEAT HIS ASS WITH GHOST POWERS AND DANNY DOES WAY TOO EASILY, and im like, yup, this is a dream LMAO

-danny is getting an A+ in science :) my smart son

-DANNY WAKING UP FROM THE DREAM RIGHT BEFORE KISSING SAM AND BEING LIKE 'that was a dream...no, a NIGHTMARE!' same. not to be a hater but, shouldve been val. maybe I am a hater

-...danny running and checking the 'tapes'...why is his whole house constantly being recorded. hes been in ghost form/fights plenty of times in his house. does he have to run and wipe the tapes after?? every single time?? god

-letting this image speak for itself

-this is SO cursed

-NOCTURN'S DESIGN FUCKS SO HARD. the Venice mask vibes. also his space pattern not moving while the rest of his animation does is big chowder vibes. but this guy is basically the sandman but Evil, huh. I love dream plots. also, nocturn's design feels very similar to clockwork, like, red eyes and a scar over the same eye, but also just the purple, and the Cosmic Vibes. I want to see them fight. anyway nocturn's va was also avatar roku AND alfred in several batman cartoons.

-the 'sleepwalkers' designs were super cute in shape (kinda remind me of oogie boogie! pillow-cased shaped, which is appropriate for the 'king of dreams's minions) until I looked closer at their eyes. why do they look sewn shut!! (they open their eyes a few times, so they aren't, but they look like it...)

-I like how this show has been pretty consistent (with a few exceptions) about a Ghost Being Huge (or getting larger) = Very Powerful

-2 months of summer camping??? wtf, do camping things usually take that long?? I've never been to a camping...thing like that. but isnt that basically their entire summer??

-'the entirety of nature is your bathroom!' and thats why I do no camping despite loving nature LMAO.

-sam, at least TRY TO BE NICE TO THE OTHER GIRLS YOU'RE GOING TO BE SHARING A CABIN WITH. also, the amount of times people in this show have their SHOES ON THE BED!!! IM DISGUSTED

-swamp creature Is A Ghost. Big Foot is a Ghost. starting to think in this universe, every single cryptid or legend is a Ghost Actually

-paulina crying not only because star is missing, but because SHE FORGOT HER SUNBLOCK AND SHE BURNS SO EASILY!!!! okay girlfriends

-ghost cops are the real monsters at the camp. i.......I mean. fair. no one missed you walker

-WULF!!!!!!!!!!! WULF IS BACK!!!!!!!! MY FRIEND WULF :D MI AMAS VIN!!!!! kaj danny lernis Esperanto :)

-'relax kid, we arent here to do any harm' *immediately shoots danny* yeah. ghost cops. and also danny bringing walker 'wulf' and walker IMMEDIATELY SUCKING DANNY IN A THERMOS. FUCK OFF

-haha walker Bald. and haha walker Frozen Now

-the fenton thermos can...reverse its polarity to close portals? okay

-LIBERA MIA AMIKO. :")

-ohhh they end the ep with them star gazing, thats pretty cute...

-dani is back! ...with a new voice actress? wiki says AnnaSophia was in 3 diff movies in 2007 when this aired, so she was probably too busy... (including, bridge to terabithia aka the movie that ripped my heart out that I mentioned in the first ep Dani was in...kinda wanna rewatch it now)

-shes still scared of vlad, who's still being creepy and spying on her. 'shes hardly going to come home to daddy!' I WONDER WHY. also does vlad's cat look more evil than last time? love the concept of him going shopping for cats and being like 'give me your most EVILEST looking cat, please, so I can pet it in my spinny chair dramatically!' ...oh god white cat hair on his black suit. I have a black cat and her hair is still way too noticeable..

-vlad has a big 'valerie' button in his office. can he be pressing that button every episode, thanks

-'theres a GIRL called dani phantom?' yeah valerie. no relation, obviously, even with her looking EXACTLY like danny. so sad valerie just wants to help her dad and her get out of the place theyre in now and vlad using her. ill MAUL HIM

-dani having to STEAL FOOD. :( and valerie immediately being like oh poor kid :(( and trying to help her!!! and then dani immediately helping valerie!! this episode is starting SO well

-...and then valerie catching her. DAMN IT. and being surprised dani knew danny?? HELLO VALERIE I KNOW YOURE SMARTER THAN THIS. I AM SO SORRY THEY WROTE YOU THIS WAY. I STILL LOVE AND BELIEVE IN U !!!

-valerie lying her ASS off for a chance at gettin danny. ok <3 also 'they couldnt catch a ghost if it was living under their own roof' JSDHKJHNK

-danny. why dont you just tell valerie!! this would be so much easier if he was direct. there is NO way valerie would hurt danny (fenton) she'd be HORRIFIED. esp since she got on board helping dani!!

*is held* :)

-look at valerie and danny. flying together. about to go beat vlads ass together <333

-DANI SCREAMING AS VLAD IS MELTING HER. WHAT THE FUCCCK

-...fucking vlad convincing valerie hes a good dude with his stupid duplication. FUCK. DANNY JUST TELL H E R

-jesus christ how many times has danny had to watch loved ones die. even if she didnt stay perma-dead. glad they fixed her...

-valerie and dani pranking danny when he came out, oh :( cute...them havin fun and laughing together...babies

-BUT THEYRE JUST LETTING DANI LEAVE, AGAIN??? SHE WAS PREVIOUSLY STEALING FOOD. CHRIST GIVE HER A PLACE TO LIVE. OR A FAMILY. actually, I think it'd be really cute if, since danny isnt ready to out himself, dani went and lived with valerie?? dunno if her dad would have the money but,, it'd be a cute concept. big sis valerie...

-'tomorrow, it's game on!' 'and ill be ready to play!' THE FLIRTING....DANNY/VALERIE REAL

-oh my god,, valerie found out about vlad in the end. But he doesn’t know she knows!!! the DRAMA!!! HOLY SHIT THAT ENDING.

-this episode was. SO Much and probably one of my favorites out of s3. (I mean, there has been a gross lack of valerie this whole season, so thats not a hard choice to make...)

-FINALE EPISODE TIME.

-the title screen looks different! so no title card...

-vlad has his own fucked up satellite that looks like him?? okay. why does the animation look so different?? are they mixing cg in?? for what. anyway, vlad and the gang in SPACE. danny is 100% living his astronaut dreams rn

-'defeating frostbite' YOU BETTER NOT HAVE. YOU STOLE HIS COOL MAP. FUCK YOU VLAD

-wait oh my god. vlad is the final series boss, isn't he. I half expected a fake out, for another boss to show up midway, and for him to finally have to have a real truce with danny for this ep. ITS THE FINALE. VLAD FEELS SO UNDERWHELMING.

-And it's like-- his character isn't bad, i just feel like..he has more potential! they WANT him to seem like some smart super evil genius, but the way he's written makes that SO hard to believe...but the solid backstory and design is THERE and its FRUSTRATING.

-...DANNY CALLING VLAD OUT SAYING HE NEEDS THERAPY LMAOO THATS WHAT IVE BEEN SAYING.

-my grandpa technus is in the finale too :) 'well look on the bright side, at least im not downloading them illegally!' he says while stealing dvds. feels like hes calling me out. im watching this series on a bootleg website lmao. anyway, him turning the tech into a transformer. love that

-mASters BLASters sTOp diSAsterS shut the fuck up. you will never be valerie or danny. bite chomp kill. violence

-like this if u crie everytiem

-my god the 3d/cgi mixed in looks SO BAD IT DIDNT AGE WELL AT ALL

-the white stripe in dannys hair kinda rules tho. did he just KILL HIS GHOST HALF??? 'revert his human half back to normal' UM. you ever unkill yourself. why are his friends/jazz so mad about it, he'll be in a lot less danger!! christ. they can still hunt ghosts!! as humans!! if they want to!! hes 14 if he wanted to be normal. let him. vlads stupid little team has things COVERED apparently. why are they acting like this. jazz would never act like this. is this fake whats going ON

-oh my god jack was in a college band. vlad was also in the band. what did instruments they play. i didnt need that headline to tell me they sucked, but i want to KNOW MORE REGARDLESS

-valerie was here for 0.3 seconds.

-sam calling danny selfish. the audacity. no one is stopping YOU from hunting ghosts, girl. valerie does it!!

-I'm halfway through the episode and incredibly underwhelmed so far.

-why would they send jack and 3 teens to space to destroy the asteroid. why not professional astronauts. not even the 3 teens that have already been to space this episode...

-jack getting beat up by teenagers. ON TV. IN SPACE. I GUESS. I GUESS EVERYONE AGREED TO SEND JACK BECAUSE..VLAD SAID SO? we know it was to embarrass jack, but why would everyone agree. why didnt any other space program Do More or whatever, they sent like, 3 rockets/missiles tops?? no way

-danny attempting to punch vlad in the face. i WISH HE WOULDVE LANDED THAT HIT.

-vlad outed himself on live tv, on purpose? and BLASTED AT THE TEENAGERS HE HIRED. LMAO. HES HOLDING THE WORLD HOSTAGE, MAKING THEM PAY HIM BILLIONS TO STOP THE STUPID ASTROID. THATS YOUR GRAND PLAN??? REALLY. REALLY. im like. lmfao

-jack just now, on the last episode GETTING TOLD HE MADE VLAD A GHOST. THIS SHOULDVE HAPPENED WAY SOONER. jack's reaction was one of the only times in this entire show hes seemed human. 'an old friend? no. you? yes.' GET HIS ASSSS ACTUALLY. HE STRAIGHT UP LEFT VLAD IN SPACE. GOD DAMN. that is a Murder! I mean, I guess vlad could fly back to earth, but...I mean, he'll have to, right? no food in space. (that we KNOW of...)

-'thE WHolE EArtH, INTangiBLe?!' oh my god.

-...the white strand of hair somehow still had ghost dna, I guess, and getting blasted turned him back into phantom. I GUESS. I GUESS.

-the fentons being the first to clap for danny despite not knowing hes phantom...that was sweet. and very sudden character development, not at all gradual over the course of time or episodes like it probably should have been...

-sam and danny kissing. IT SHOULDVE BEEN VALERIE, BUT OKAY, I GUESS. also, its a little underwhelming, considering theyve kissed already...

-ALL of the ghosts being ready to beat danny's ass? really. no they wouldn't, they've worked together before, and some of those ghosts are friendly!! cringe. why is the last ep written like this. I mean they came thru at the last minute but. was really cringing for a minute there, why did they write it like that

-valerie is there for another 0.3 seconds! ....she should've been more involved. dani is also there! for also like 0.3 seconds. almost fast enough to miss. (btw, I think shes still homeless at this point, are, we going to...do ANYTHING ABOUT THAT IN THE LAST 5 MINS OF THE SHOW)

-the cgi smoke or whatever it is. this whole post is me saying the cgi is bad, but IT IS.

-'danny or should we say. DAAANNNNY.' this is like the 3rd or 4th time hes been outed damn, but to the whole world, again. and valerie saw, and is just. an extra in the bg clapping. bro im so mad.

-TUCKER IS THE NEW MAYOR? WHAT THE FUCK?? HES 14.

-i think. this is still linked to the dream ep a few times ago. hes still dreaming. this is a plot a 14 year old would write. this feels like a bad fanfic. so much got rushed, and not tied up. vlad wasnt really even the villain this episode, a fucking. non-being asteroid was.

-they kiss again. ok. sure. whatever at this point.

-VLAD IS NOW A FREE-ROAMING SPACE NOMAD. I GUESS. THATS. SURE. WHATEVER. THE END, I GUESS. cannot believe I'm saying this, but: they did vlad dirty.

-IF YOU'RE GOING TO MAKE HIM A VILLAIN, MAKE HIM A VILLAIN!!! DON'T MAKE IT A METEOR!!! STOP BEING WISHY WASHY WHO WANTS TO SEE DANNY VS ASTEROID!!! I didnt even WANT vlad to be the final villain because his character is SO back and forth (esp this season.) but he has done some FUCKED UP SHIT AND I WANTED THE WRITERS TO DOUBLE DOWN, PERSONALLY, IF THEY HAD TO MAKE HIM THE FINAL BOSS. the cabin ep where he basically held danny and maddie hostage? FUCKED. THE DANI THING? FUCKED. FUCKING COMMIT AND MAKE HIM ACTUALLY SCARY OR HAVE HIM FUCK OFF AND AGREE TO A TRUCE!! WHAT IS THIS DYING IN SPACE NONSENSE. (and, he will (fully) die out there, right? still half human, still needs food and water. I imagine he'll like, slowly half-die but this time his human side is dying. will he come back 100% ghost? we dONT KNOW. WE DONT GET TO SEE, ITS PLAYED LIKE SOME FUNNY THING AT THE END, THEN THATS IT!!! WHAT!!!)

-I don't know how to articulate how FRUSTRATING THAT IS. having him basically out himself and ''hold the world hostage'' does not track at all in my brain. like. he's always been scary because he is HUMAN, TOO. like, if he was 100% ghost, he'd be LESS scary, but vlad MASTERS has more power and influence than vlad PLASMIUS because of his position as mayor, his money, too, and his (supposed, s3 made me doubt it) intelligence/manipulation skills, and his being in good graces with jack made it HARD FOR DANNY. him outing himself for,, money and to 'control the world' i guess?? MONEY WAS NEVER HIS LIKE, MAIN GOAL. yeah obv he likes money and is materialistic and values his Rich Life, but hes got billions, the end goal? 1. getting maddie (and or danny as his son, but to me he always treated that as secondary) 2. ruining jack. this feels like they wanted to say 'oh he just wants POWER' which is. HMM?? OKAY?? obv he /does/ want power (usually over certain ppl, tho), but seeing him try to get it like this FELT WEIRD SOMEHOW. weird like the ep where he tried and failed to take over various historical civilizations, because like,, how is that realistically going to do anything for him?? just, being in that time forever and never seeing maddie aka Goal #1 again?? HELLO??? this was like that, but worse

-this was such a weird ending to an entire show. why did season 3 only have 13 episodes?? why did it feel so weirdly paced?? WHY WAS THE ENDING LIKE THAT. I think. I am going to pretend I did not see that. fucked up, dudes. I'm like...hm. I shouldn't have watched that because now I'm mad. valerie sweetie im SO sorry you shouldve been more present. it felt like..if they knew this season was going to be short, and the last season, they should've spent more time wrapping up EVERYONE'S plot lines for the entire season. imagine how cool it wouldve been if every single ep of season 3 was working towards something, a big, nice wrap up at the end, with nothing feeling TOO rushed because they'd been heading towards the End for the whole season....

I will probably end up writing a follow up full series thoughts post. In a couple of days so I can sit with my thoughts. BUT. overall, I really liked the show! (ignoring the finale and some of the moments that aged pretty poorly...) it was charming and a fun concept and very fun to watch in general :) and I am pretending the finale didnt happen <3 and I’m gonna dive RIGHT into the dp tags and mix fanart and posts in my queue, very excited to run and look at that 🏃🏻 (and, of course, make more fanart myself hehe >:3)

[avakwn]

- ̗̀ ❛ kang seulgi, she / her. ❜ ̖́- did you hear about the monaco trip ? it’s legendary at ucla. ava kwon is going, i’m so jealous. their instagram makes it seem like they’re pretty alluring and they’re all about lipstick stains on wine glasses & wilting roses. can you believe they’re only twenty-three and they’re going on a free trip to monaco for the summer ? hopefully they don’t let their fiendish side show too much on the trip.

hey x its me....so basically ? ava is my little monster<3 first of all....she’s soojin’s older cousin so if u thought one devil was bad....................here’s another ! they’ve got a very cat dog kind of relationship so im sure everyone who knows either of them would be aware of the way they sabotage each other but are also weirdly protective over each other....think serena & blair hehe

so some backstory ! ava’s mom was a retired beauty queen who did what pretty social climbing women do best and married rich ! they had two kids, gabriel (who is ava’s older brother of six years) and ava ! she was never really close with he brother growing up and now he’s got a wife & kids so she really felt as if she was on her own her whole life /:

she grew up in manhattan ! during high school she kinda played the typical queen b role just because that was what was expected of her, but she didnt......really care about status ?? she was always a little too crazy and impulsive to really fit in with that type of crowd but her family was loaded so everyone just....let it slide for a while

until her senior year when her father was arrested.....turns out he was caught in an embezzlement scandal that had been going on for YEARS so the kwon family reputation really just went to shit and everyone stopped pretending to care abt ava

which if u ask her ? it was the best thing that ever happened to her ! she was finally free to do whatever she wanted which most of the time was something no good...she went pretty crazy that year just partying even getting arrested a couple of times for stupid shit just generally not giving a fuck

which was great for ava but not so great for ava’s mom</3 who developed a cute lil drug habit to cope with her husband’s arrest and her teen daughter gone wild ! ava didnt catch on though

BUT she did feel a little guilty so she kinda did try to settle down for college acceptances

which speaking of ! a bitch got into julliard for music ! ava was *lana vc* fucking crazy but she’s also one hell of a piano player literally she was a child prodigy /: and she really loves it so she was happy to go study it

all good things come to an end though<3 her mom came to visit her during her freshman year to say she was planning on moving to cali bc she wanted a fresh start and ava was all for it....until she realized her mom was high as a kite...long story short they had a huge fight in ava’s dorm and he rmom stormed out and neither of them realized she dropped a coke baggie

which was later found by an RA in ava’s dorm and guess what ! she got kicked out of julliard bc as it turns out u cant keep a bad girl down and ava was already on probation bc of other mishaps<3 

after everything that happened in nyc.....ava was like huh perhaps i too should move to cali....and so she did ! instead of trying to enroll in college ava decided hey . whats a girl to do when her dads in jail and her moms an addict and shes just been kicked out from school ? oh yeah . go crazy x

personality wise.......she literally just cares abt having as much fun as she can in the moment. she’s easily bored which just leads her to make VERY impulsive decisions which dont always turn out the best for her /: honestly its high key an issue how self destructive she can be at times but point it out and u will be the one getting destroyed x

she generally doesnt play well with others just because shes unpredictable and self involved but if she cares about you and if you’re close to her.....shes the most loyal person in the world even if shes got a hard time being vocal abt it ):

shes got a soft vulnerable side..................somewhere.....maybe

she just ...doesnt take much seriously.....reputations and pretenses are such a joke to her like nothing is truly THAT deep for ava & if u act like something is in front of her she’ll laugh perhaps its a coping mechanism so she doesnt have to deal with everything going on....so what

truly believes she can do whatever she wants at any time and most of the time ? shes right ! a big fan of being a general bad influence for those around her....also owns a motorcycle and has probably crashed it more times than u can count but that wont stop her x the one thing in the world anyone can say ava cares abt for sure is her cat maisie who is back in cali and maybe....a nice bottle of red wine<3 

in summary......i based her off this quote from this book series which is “ you wanted something to get through your exams, (s)he had it. you wanted a fake license, (s)he could get it. you wanted something to hurt you, (s)he was it. ” so lets get those sexy plots everyone ! WOO x

[johnnymundano]

Class of 1999 (1990)

Directed by Mark L. Lester

Written by C. Courtney Joyner

Story by Mark L. Lester

Music by Michael Hoenig

Country: United States

Language: English

Running Time: 99 minutes

CAST

Bradley Gregg as Cody Culp

Traci Lind as Christie Langford

John P. Ryan as Mr. Hardin

Pam Grier as Miss Connors

Patrick Kilpatrick as Mr. Bryles

Stacy Keach as Dr. Robert "Bob" Forest

Malcolm McDowell as Dr. Miles Langford

Darren E. Burrows as Sonny

Joshua John Miller as Angel

Sharon Wyatt as Janice Culp

James Medina as Hector

Jason Oliver as Curt

Brent David Fraser as Flavio

Jill Gatsby as Dawn

Sean Hagerty as Reedy

And Rose McGowan as girl briefly glimpsed sat in a chair

Class of 1999 is one of those movies which were once set in the future but are now set in the past, which is always funny. It must certainly have tickled director Mark L. Lester since this is his second such movie, the first being Class of 1984 (1982). The intellectuals out there will have noticed both movies are also set in schools. Judging by the content of them I think we can infer Mark L. Lester has strong emotions about his schooldays. Negative emotions. Back in 1982 in the UK Class of 1984 upset a lot of people who decided what we could watch, and so it was not passed as uncut until 2005. Unfortunately by then I was busy self-destructing and by the time I surfaced as a functional human being DVD was passé, alas. I’m waiting for the Blu-Ray now so I still haven’t seen it, basically; but I will, I will. That cinematic bad boy sure sounds a lot harder and nastier than Class of 1999, which is the kind of goofy pulp schlock that video store chains were built on. “The year is 1999 and school’s out – FOREVER!” the tag line doesn’t run (but totally should, in howling electric lime green if possible).

Teens! Little shits! Always a problem, but particularly so in the ‘80s when feral gangs ran wild and committed heinous crimes, in fact just like they had since the teenager was invented (the 1920s) but sometimes it’s politically expedient for reactionary assholes to pretend it’s a new problem, and the ‘80s was particularly rich in reactionary assholes. So we were constantly being told that the kids weren’t alright. Movies like Class of 1984 probably helped feed the fires of hysteria and Class of 1999 seems like a kind of belated atonement for this. This time Lester seems to be mocking the ridiculous reactionary horseshit which turns troubled youth into a patsy for political and financial gain, and all the ridiculous reactionary bullshit solutions proposed which never actually address the root causes (because that would require thought, money and time) and hence do nothing to ameliorate the problem, but always end up making someone rich (usually , spookily enough, the someone sponsoring the reactionary assholes involved). You know, the kind of Twinkie® head who thinks the solution to school shootings is arming teachers. Shit, just cut straight to arming the kids as well and whoever walks out at home time wins. Televise it, monetise it, get some revenue streams going. Don’t piss about, people!

Class of 1999 certainly doesn’t piss about. By 1999, every reactionary asshole’s wet dream has come true;  all across America youth gangs with bandannas and guns have established free fire zones, where the police fear to tread and schools have begun shutting down. Obviously the problem must be the bandannas as it can’t be the guns, because what your latte drinking, book reading, cat grooming “Leftee” never gets is that no problem in America is ever down to guns; not even when it involve guns; especially not when removing guns would remove the problem. Because of the easy access to bandannas things are in such a state that the Department of Education is now the Department of Education and Defence (DED; geddit?). This rebranding allows for some real blue-skying and results in a joint project with MegaTech to take back the schools by piloting the introduction of android teachers. Mega-Tech, like any responsible corporation that probably doesn’t pay its taxes, decides to cut corners and use three military androids gathering dust due to the early end of a recent war. Things escalate quickly, and lessons are learned about simple solutions to complex problems and the evil fruits of a society which treats its kids as monsters and where bandannas are legal.

Miles Langford (Malcolm McDowell), the new principal at Seattle’s’ Kennedy High School, agrees to the use of his school for the initial introduction of the android educators. Langford is clearly a “progressive” (spit!) who wants the best for the kids (or “scum” to real, decent, working people) but is undone by his ambition; it’s a strangely nuanced performance in a remarkably (and deliberately) nuance free movie, but that’s the magic of Malcolm McDowell. Stacy Keach as MegaTech’s Dr Bob Forrest (Stacy Keach) doesn’t need nuance as he has decided to play his role in a white wig and white contacts, as an albino corporate asshole who remains perpetually unruffled no matter how bad things get. “The teachers are making hats out of the pupil’s internal organs.” a tech-head (probably a liberal who owns a book) might exclaim, only to have Dr Bob say “Wait, let’s see how things develop.” as he eats a banana. I’m not convinced Keach can actually see out of his white contact lenses but who gives a shit, it’s Stacy Keach! (The last time I saw Stacy Keach onscreen he was singing Elvis at a karaoke bar in Alexander Payne’s delightful Nebraska (2013). Stacy Keach, people!)

Dr Bob’s three androids are Mr. Hardin (John P. Ryan) for History, Ms Connors (Pam Grier) for Science and Mr. Bryles (Patrick Kilpatrick) for P.E. (and probably Geography; P.E. teachers always have to do Geography as well, in my experience; P.E. not actually being a real subject). Anyone who has wasted their eyes on the quirkier side of movies will already be excited by that list. John P. Ryan, whose jaw-popping performance in Runaway Train (1985) earned him a place in Movie Valhalla, is full-on here as a history teacher who prefers strategy to strangling but will strangle if pushed. Pam Grier should need no introduction and, despite returning to the screen here after illness, she is as lively a screen presence as ever, memorably taking an axe to the chest like it’s a gnat bouncing off her. And Patrick Kilpatrick’s name might not be known to you but he has probably died at the hands of your favourite ‘80s/’90s action star, probably as revenge for being a better actor than any of them. Basically, these three ‘droids rock. As does Bradley Gregg as Cody Culp, the youthful ex-gangbanger recently released from pokey who is caught between the gangs and the teachers like a pretzel in a car crusher. Gregg acts like he’s in a serious movie and his earnest solidity helps stop the comic book ridiculousness swamping everything. Which is no mean feat in a movie where an albino Stacy Keach eats a banana.

Obviously I was taken by the banana bit, but a lot more stuff happens in Class of 1999 than albino potassium ingestion. Unfortunately quite a lot of it involves the rival gangs who are not the most interesting part of the movie. But they do fight a lot so there is that. In fact they fight more than usual as the robo-teachers niftily set them against each other, before the kids “wise up” and take on the real enemy in a night time school siege, which swiftly descends into a slaughtertastic game of cat and mouse, or android and pupil, if you will. Despite its limitations, in 2018 Class of 1999 remains a fun film for teens, fans of films that mock reactionary assholes, people who wish The Terminator (1984) was set in a school, and, crucially, P.E. teachers who wish they could use a flamethrower on that kid who took the piss out of them for teaching Geography.

[tumblunni]

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Man i was just thinking again about that idea i had for a cliche gijinka app card game where the gijinkas are all Interesting Bugs instead of weird sexy anime george washington.

I've kinda got quite attatched to my idea for a leech gijinka as a super cuddly white mage who just happens to look emo and scary. And they'd be a great opportunity for nonbinary representation cos in real life leeches don't have binary sexes anyway. But i cant decide between whether i want them to look like a full plague doctor mask thing or a more cliche cutesy nurse but theyre like super tall and look like the monster girl from the ring so they get sad that people always run away before they can help them! So then i was thinking "hey, alternate skins!" Not like in the other games ive played where there's always one canon skin and all the others require hours of grinding and/or real money to buy. But just that there's like three or so randomized versions of the base character with all the same stats but a different costume. Just to spice up the pool of options a bit! Or maybe it could even be more than just the costume and you can get entirely different reinterpretations of that job class? Like the medusa jellyfish could be either a young kid or a grandpa!

Oh and i'm not really sure how to name this or anything? Cos its not really a clear category of animals, its not all insects or all worms or whatever. More like just..all the animals that are unfairly hated but have Cool Biology Facts that i can babble at u to maybe make u like them more. So i dunno.. Pests? Creepy crawlies? Some entirely made up fantasy term for them?

Also i think the setting will definately be jrpg fantasy! Just a world where all these critters are actually funky people on a comedically bad D&D quest. I wonder who the villains could be tho? Maybe theyre gijinkas of more commonly loved cute animals? Or like.. Not gijinkas but monsterfied versions? Hilariously over the top evil fluffums! hamsters are this setting's dragons! And i dunno maybe the ultimate dark lord is a dog with a cat for a royal vizier or something, cos theyre the kings of popularity.

This could also make it actually make sense why the Clione character could be a beserker like in real life! Cos theyre the most un-hated rare sea slug for looking cute, but their actual personality is big scary predator. But in this universe being seen as cute by humans = evil, so the Clione's fighty doom personality would make perfect sense! Im not sure if i should make them like a tormented Shadow esque antihero or a paladin-looking knight who has a dark streak or maybe even a viking? Cos in videogames theyre like the epitome of 'loves fighting but is still a nice hugs guy'. And it'd be neat to have a chubby buff clione instead of the more cliche bishie gijinka. But then i mean theyre literally nicknamed 'sea angels' or 'sea fairies' depending on country so yeah? Oh or maybe that could mean i make them an elf or an angel but theyre still mega buff! Viking guy with lil chibi wings and halo!

Also randomly i think that Slug will be the other nonbinary character along with Leech. Cos well there's a lot of bugs who dont fit the human gender binary but i'd probably be a bit too obnoxious if i had like 90% enbies and noone else. I always think about like 'if this is my first game project i need to go at a small and reasonable pace with all the Big LGBT Feels', yknow? But then every idea i do is always my first game project cos ive never completed any of them yet XD

Anyway i think Slug would be a more fashionable bishie kind of androgenous character, while Leech is a relateable cuddly socially awkward one who wears a mask. But definately also looks stylish in their own way, and i'm sure Slug is always complimenting them and trying to bolster their spirits! Aside from being super fashionable i also think maybe Slug would be a wandering bard? Cos somehow slow animal -> lazy human -> free spirited instead to be less cliche -> bard. Also the whole 'bard rolls to seduce every boss' meme, lol! So Slug is a very nyeheheh tricksy flirty adventuring song person who aint take nobody's shit. Instead of being sleepy they sleep on the concept of low self confidence! Full and powerful pride at all times!!! Goal in life is to be beautiful AF and handsome AF and make everyone swoon at your feet and also recite an epic poetry so cool that your enemies straight up die from the sick burn. Tho i mean i don't think anyone could actually ACHIEVE that, lol! It might be obnoxious if i actually have a character who's basically 'enby people are literally perfect in all ways'. So i just think Slug is a big ol dork who's like the Gaston archetype of the comically overconfident flirt, but like a good and heroic version who actually respects when people say no to their advances. And is also a great BFF to Leech and tries to help them get out of their shell, because well of course Slug is out of theirs XD

Also actually i dunno whether they should all just be named after the animal or have thier own names but the animal is mentioned on their profile as a job class name or something? Cos it might get awkward once we get to more specific obscure bugs with longer names or ones who only really have a scientific genus name. I'd feel like i'd have to make them all wizards cos their names sound like spells! Oh MAYBE THEYRE SPELLS!! Like each character could chant their own scientific name when they use their ultimate attack??

Oh and maybe Slug and Leech could be just based on the species in general but have their alternate costumes themed after more specific rare subspecies? Like Slug could have nudibranch themed costumes cos the vibrant colours would fit such an elegant fashioniste~ And leech could just be an opportunity to talk about how there's subspecies of leech that dont drink blood, though this character is based on the ones that do because otherwise they wouldnt really have a unique job class, lol. Maybe their rarest alt costume is a fashionable orange ensemble that symbolizes both Slug taking them out for a night on the town in their finest to feel more comfortabke in their self confidence, and also just the fact there's an orange tropical leech. Its kinda funny cos there isnt such a huge range of different colours for leeches, its mostly just different barely visible patterns and a spectrum from greenish brown to brownish black, lol. And then suddenly a bunch of wildly different red and orange ones! And nothing in between! Really does seem like a surprise makeover from your bestie, yknow?

Oh and then when i was thinking about other potential relationships between different magic bug people, i thought of Daddy Longlegs! Cos thats a name confusingly given to multiple bugs of wildly different species who're all mistaken for spiders when they really arent. And this mythical nonexistant daddy longlegs spider also has the myth of having 'the strongest poison but its fangs are too short to bite you' which is COMPLETE nonsense based on nothibg cos how would it even survive in the wild if it cant hunt? But its a real cool myth so it could be an awesome excuse to make them have a move that gambles on either an instant kill or a self debuff. ALSO THEY ARE MARRIED

I was thinking they could be a duo of fabulous zorro-looking assassin dudes who were sent to assassinate each other but instead fell in love and quit the business for good. Like 'you made me want to live again, and the only reason i threw my life away on this job was cos i wanted to die'. And to atone for all the bad mercenary stuff theyd done in the past, now theyre robin hood esque mercenaries who take jobs with world-saving hero groups like our protagonists. And they work for free as long as the cause is just! And they wish they could settle down someday and dream about having children of their own, but they feel like they dont deserve it after all that theyve done. They'd be a rare goofy bugmans that actually have a real emotional backstory! So anyway they're fancy fencing guys who're both the same class but maybe slightly different variants with different stat builds or abilities? More specialized and all. Like maybe one is speedy but weaker and one is slower but stronger? Or one relies more on luck based attacks and one is a consistant damage dealer but has a lower max damage cap? Or even one is status effects and one is attack and really even though they have the same job name theyre wildly different interpretations of it. Fitting for the entomology mistake husbands! I want them to be balanced so that they have special bonuses together but are still viable to use separately if your party setup only requires one of them. Also randomly i think their names would be Albedo and Rubedo? I was originally gonna make Rubedo the name of the leech cos i mean alchemy words and plague masks and all. But then it doesnt really SOUND like an alchemy word, it sounds like a fancy handsome dancer name. And then i started thinking about the cute once-sad-now-happy young assassin dads fighting together so well that it looks like one big dance between them, rather than a battle. And i got REAL EMOTIONAL over goddamn bug gijinkas! Man my heart is made of paper and mush!! Oh and maybe they have combo attacks together but also with all of the party members that are younger? Like special dad instinct combo! A built in ability that they automatically shield the kids from enemy attacks. YOU HIRED A MERCENARY BUT YOU RECEIVED A NICE MARRIED COUPLE WHO PROMPTLY ADOPT YOU. Oh and maybe their alternate costumes could just be each other's costumes? Like they'd already be wearing matching red and white versions of the same thing, but then albino dad wears ginger dad's version and vice versa. Or maybe their alt costumes are different complimentary colour pairs like black and gold or blue and pink? And maybe their ultra rare special costume is Big Cute Dorky Argyle Dad Sweaters! It must be capitalized cos it is IMPORTANT!

Oh and then i was also thinking about the idea i had before of bugs with a queen hive structure being like the workers are the common unit and the breeders and queens and such are rarer variants? But the workers are the only ones actually good in a fight, the others are just for collectables sake. Rare but useless, just like how the real queen bee is so big that she cant leave the hive, and never figjts a day in her life unless the kingdom has already fallen. So maybe queen bee is still unlockable as a rare character but she's just a support that makes worker bee stronger? Like you get a lil event of worker's boss coming to honor her with a knighthood for her good service, allowing her to upgrade her job class. Tho i think she still fights with construction work equipment, now its just like a golden jewelled shovel XD

[fiercyy]

Till Death Chapter 1/?

Co-authored by @holyfuckabear

This fic began as a bitchfest between me and B. It morphed into an actual story, with plot, characters and world building. Go figure. With only mild disrespect to Kubo’s vision, we present a reimagining of Bleach.

@ichirukimonth for the prompt Agent of the Shinigami + Soul Society Arc: Chapter/Episode Tag

Summary: Seventeen-year-old Ichigo Kurosaki has become a superhero overnight. This entails a lot more oversight than he was lead to believe there would be. Is this his life now? Being stalked by some tiny woman, hellbent on bossing him around?

(For the record: yes.)

 A canon rewrite fic.

AO3

Spring is supposed to be a time for new beginnings. Plants peak out of the earth, cherry blossoms fall, a new school year begins and it rains every other goddamn day.

Seventeen-year-old Ichigo Kurosaki hates the rain. It makes his skin itch and his hands clammy. The worst days of his life are tied to drenched shoulders and tears mixing with rainwater. When it rains, more than one kind of ghost comes out to roam. And ghosts have a way of finding Ichigo.

Ichigo is about to learn a little more about the world. From here on out, everything changes. But for today, he feels...

Amazing. It’s the only word to describe it. There is a rhythm to fighting that Rukia cannot replicate in melody. She hums as she attacks. Her legs step to an unheard beat as she flies to and fro, perplexing the dumb creature. It roars and her heart does an internal aria.

Rukia has always been meant to do this. Most days she thinks it’s the only thing she does well. Hollow, merely a whisper in the wind now, she turns to the frightened spirit crouching by the mailbox and thinks, well, maybe not the only thing.

She is not a nurturing woman by nature, but she does what she can to soothe him. Rukia likes the feeling of heavy hands on her head, fingers ruffling her hair, memories of a bygone age. So, she does this for the child-spirit. He seems to take comfort before she releases him to the next life. She hopes that he will not be hungry. She wishes him weakness. Rukia looks up and around her when it’s done. The humans mill around, none the wiser for having narrowly escaped a soul-sucking death. For a moment, she thinks she makes eye-contact with a bearded man in a white coat and quickly realizes that she imagined it. His eyes skip over her and he continues his stroll down the street She has been in Karakura for a week. It isn’t loneliness per se but she feels distinctly invisible. Her voice has started to hoarse from disuse. That’s why she started singing to herself as she fights. No one can hear her anyway, who would mind?

“Ichigo.”

Ichigo squints as he stares into the sun. “What are you looking at?” asks Tatsuki, around a mouthful of kebab. He blinks to adjust his eyes and shakes his head, trying to shake off the strange feeling of being watched. “Nothing.” There was no black butterfly on the horizon. There was no one atop the telephone pole. He’s just tired. That’s what he tells himself.

Ichigo tells himself a lot of things. Especially these days.

That is to say, it looks like he’s talking to himself. Like. All the time.

What he’s really doing is chatting with the weird old cat lady spirit who refuses to leave until the last of her cats are adopted from the pound. Despite the fact that they ate her corpse. He knows this detail because she tells him every time he passes the shelter.

Sometimes it’s not Mrs. Hojou, but Mina, who is creepily keeping her eye on her ex, who moved on too quickly for her tastes.

More often than not it’s Mr. Agano. Ichigo doesn’t know what his deal is but he seems lonely and spends every Tuesday following him around. He learns very quickly to schedule things that require concentration on any other day.

Ichigo works his life around the drifting strangers who can’t seem to leave him alone.

This is how he notices that something is amiss.

He spends next Tuesday alone.

Raito, the teenaged boy who lives beside the river is gone too.

The ghosts of Karakura Town have slowly begun to disappear.

It takes him weeks to realize why.

Someone is singing. It’s a song that’s been playing on every radio lately and god is he sick of it. Whoever it is, she’s basically screaming it between grunts.

Ichigo rounds the corner and sees her. And it.

Holy shit.

A fucking monster the size of a city block is snapping its jaws at the ghost who he brings flowers to. The white of its mask is stark against the clear blue sky. Its black leathery body moves with speed that belies its size.

Between Ichigo and the beast is a girl.

She leaps out of the way just in time to avoid the monster’s fist come down and leave a crater in the ground. She does a backflip over it, draws her sword and HOLY SHIT DID SHE JUST FUCKING FLY?

Wait. Stop. Rewind.

This is the moment that Ichigo Kurosaki’s life changes forever.

Rukia Kuchiki is 4”10, pale as seafoam and as deadly as anything he’s ever seen. And she is singing about love and bunnies at the top of her freaking lungs.

This is fate, but he doesn’t know that yet.

With a slice of her katana (?!?!?) the thing is neutralized. She is still singing.

Ichigo is mildly aware that he is gaping. He looks around to see if anyone’s around, if anyone else is staring. There are, but none of them have so much as fliched. Well, he supposes that he’s used to seeing things at this point.

It is in this moment that Rukia looks up and the tune ends. Her brows furrow as if squinting into the distance. Their eyes meet and Ichigo remains frozen in place. She opens her mouth as if to say something but a roar cuts through the air.

And then she’s gone, as if blurring out of existence.

Huh.

That. was. weird.

Ichigo arrives home to a kick in the face. Literally.

“Where the hell have you been?!” His father demands, putting him in a headlock.

“I ran into some ghosts okay? What the hell was I supposed to do?!”

“Oh, so it’s the ghosts’ faults huh? I bet it’s a ghost’s fault that your room is a mess, huh?”

While they shout each other down, the two girls at the table sigh simultaneously. Karin, the younger one, spoons more rice into her bowl and pretends she can’t hear them. Karin pretends that she can’t hear a lot of things.

“You’ve got another one Ichigo,” she mutters.

“Huh?” an older gentleman appears over Ichigo’s shoulder. “When the hell did you get here?” He tries to wave him away. He’s done with spirits for the day, thank you very much.

“I wish I could see spirits,” sighs Yuzu, “I mean, I can feel them sometimes but-”

Karin is kind of glad she cant. “I’m not even sure they exist.”

“How can that be? Can’t you see them too?”

“I’m in permanent denial. Just because I can see them, doesn’t mean I believe in them.”

Here’s the thing about breaking and entering. It doesn’t count unless someone sees you.

And no one in Karakura Town can see her.

Rukia has developed a kind of selective hearing. She moves through the world of the living while ignoring the living. In the beginning, she’d look up if it sounded like someone was talking to her, but no one ever was. Slowly it got easier to tune it all out.

It’s been peaceful. The 13th division is so loud. And it’s a different kind of quiet than the Kuchiki mansion.

So when she walks through the wall and lands in the middle of a bedroom that smells like dirty socks and cologne, the last thing she expects is to literally have her ass kicked.

“How strange. You look normal, but you must be defective in some way,” she remarks while examining him like a specimen on a slab in Squad 12.

“I’ll show you defective!”

Rukia tries, she really does. Humans are very strange and this one is not very receptive to simple explanations. Are they all slow, or is it just this one?

And then he touches her hair and ohhhhh was that a mistake.

“Bakudo #1, SAI!”

“What the hell did you do to me?!”

“Don’t struggle, it’ll make it worse. I might appear young to you but I have lived nearly 10 of your lifetimes. I would kill you on the spot if it weren’t against my orders,” a lie, but on some level she thought it might be fun to rattle this one. “Now shut up, you little brat.”

It’s only after she brings the hilt of her sword down on the wayward spirit that she realizes she’d scared the human. She feels bad for a moment but presses on.

“Now, for why I’m here. I’ll explain using small words.”

And maybe some informative drawings.

So you know those days, that change your whole life?

Ichigo Kurosaki is having one of those days; a terrible one.

His hands are free from the kidou but he’s still helpless. Yuzu is unconscious in the house somewhere, Karin is unmoving in his arms and this tiny woman who sings bad pop songs while she fights is dodging around the grappling fists of what she calls a hollow.

The hollow had said that it wanted his soul. It was looking for him, all this time. He brought flowers to a ghost and that made her a target. This thing has been following him all this time, but why?

The same reason it took Karin but not Yuzu; they can see it. Something deep inside them calls out to these creatures. Like a dinner bell.

The hollow grazes the shinigami’s side just as she gets what looks like a critical hit. She skids across the street as she falls.

Intellectually, Ichigo has seen what she can do. She might as well leap tall buildings in a single bound. But she’s so small, and every instinct he has tells him that makes her someone he should be protecting.

Ichigo glances around for a weapon. To his right there’s a folding chair from the clinic. He picks it up and darts over to the beast. Maybe he can distract it, maybe he can help.

He knows he can’t, but maybe if it takes him it’ll leave his sisters alone. “HEY!” he shouts, “You want me? Come and get me!”

The hollow obliges.

So does Rukia, although, less happily.

She disappears from behind the creature and reappears in front of him, just in time for the monster’s jaws to clamp around her and her sword, instead of him.

“You idiot!” she shouts in pain.

He feels blood on his face. He doesn’t know why he’s thinking about this, but it’s surprisingly warm. He didn’t think a goddess would bleed.

With a surge of strength, the girl shoves the hollow back. It has a large crack down the center of its bone white face. She clutches at her wound and crawls to lean against the crumbling wall of the clinic.

“Oh I am going to kill you when this is over,” she promises with a wet laugh.

“Go ahead and try,” he jokes. He’s trying to stop the bleeding but his hands aren’t big enough.

The hollow looms.

Her sword clatters to the floor beside her. Ichigo dives to pick it up. His right-hand wraps around the grip. It’s surprisingly cold. It chills him to his bones. He tries to lift it up to defend them from the advancing monster but it’s too heavy. He physically cannot budge it and the more he tries, the colder the sword becomes; until it burns.

“Ichigo, do you want to save your family?”

As she says his name, he realizes that he doesn’t know hers.

“Shinigami-”

“Rukia, my name is Rukia,” she sighs and looks at the hollow, still trying to recover. “Will you do whatever it takes?”

“I’d do anything.”

“Then you’re going to have to trust me. I’m sorry.”

And then.

And then.

The pain radiates out from his chest, into every nerve ending. But it’s the sweet kind of pain that builds to a crescendo and releases with a breath.

Black robes swirl around him. In his hands is a sword.

Somehow he knows exactly what to do.

In the morning he wonders if he dreamed the whole thing.

But then she appears in homeroom.

His classmates’ chatter turns into a faint buzzing in his ears as he looks down at her. Her voice is saccharine, she bats impossibly thick eyelashes. With her slight form and girlish voice, she looks harmless, introducing herself to the boys using outdated and formal Japanese.

The illusion is shattered by a glance at the palm she’s held out to him. Smeared already, black ink spells out:

‘Make a scene and you’re dead :)’

Charming.

His lips form around the word, “You.”

Her smile is sinister.

Notes:

Here is a list of some changes you can expect from this reboot:

Rewriting the rules of the universe so they’re consistent and make sense.

Ichiruki

Ichigo’s family backstory is different

Aging up the characters a little, they’re now 17 at the beginning of the series.

The gang’s dynamics are going to change and include Tatsuki

Speaking of Tatsuki, the characters who really should have had some spotlight are going to get some.

We’re culling the cast of thousands so it’s manageable.

Stakes

By this we mean rising action, realistic powerups, and escalation that does not get out of control.

Rukia gets the goddamn arc she deserves.

Reducing the length of and amount of fight sequences.

Soul Society is basically completely different, don’t worry Ichigo will be the layman and Rukia, your exposition fairy. JUST LIKE CANON!

REAL SORRY IF YOU LIKE KON SUCKERS

[cursed-saphire-hart]

sweetredbeans

Title: New Kid Pairing: N/A Au: St Sea Angel Word Count: 2,359 Rating: K Summary: It's hard enough going to a new school, on top of that, it's even harder to suddenly get enrolled by a boarding school out of the blue.

He felt a little weird about the situation he had been put in. Going to a new school all of a sudden, on top of that a boarding school that sounded a little religious by it name, would be weird enough, but that hadn't been the weirdest part.

One day out of the blue near beginning of the school year there was a knock at the door. It had been around supper time and Ryan had been the one to answer the door and before him stood a man with a suitcase. The man was dressed in black and the way he carried himself seemed pretty odd. Though he didn't really have a "Men-in-black" feel to him, he actually seemed more like a man dressed for a funeral. Despite the odd feeling about him, Ryan let the man inside when he asked to speak to his mother, which she agreed to.

As weird as it felt, he remembered that a week before his mother had received a letter in the mail from a boarding school that was a few towns away. And apparently the man was here to discuss about said letter and the contents within it.

St. Sea Angel's boarding school for boys and girls was a pristine school that had stood for 150 years, and had a habit of reaching out and inviting students to attend, social standing and academic achievements had nothing to do with it though, it was just the way the school was, or so it said in the letter. He hadn't really thought about it since getting the letter, so he wondered why the man was there. Maybe he was there to verify something.

The discussion lasted a short time, and for whatever reason, his mother agreed to the terms, and Ryan was soon enrolled in a school he knew nothing about other than the basic information that came with the letter, and that a car would come to pick him up in a week and that he was allowed to bring his cat, Peaches, as well as whatever luggage he needed.

It felt like something out of a movie, the letter, the man's sudden appearance, and now he was riding in the back of a black car to a place he never heard about. The green eyed teen just hoped this wasn't a plot for a horror movie, because that's what it kinda felt like. Even if he wanted to go home, he was too anxious to ask the driver anything, the man driving was a little creepy, he didn't look it, but Ryan just felt creeped out nonetheless. So he just sat quietly as he stroked his cat's fur as she slept in his lap, reading the letter over a few times while waiting for the long car ride to end.

After about 4 hours of driving, the school came into view.

The school itself did seem a lot different than most schools, for one it was a lot bigger. It was a school that had grade school all the way up to college within it, and dorms that separated them all, the school building and the dormitories had a older style than what Ryan was use to on the outside. Students of all ages were hanging around on the school grounds, there was a small park in the middle of the school too. It really did seem like he was on a set for a movie, it really didn't seem real, and it added to the question, out of anyone they could have reached out to, Ryan wondered why it was him.

The car drove up and stopped in front of one dormitory, the hult of the car snapping the teen out of thought and making him more aware of what was going on outside of the car. There was a young man dressed in the schools uniform waiting on the stepped of the old building, and once the car stopped the young man stood up and walked over to the car as Ryan got out.

"Afternoon," he greeted in a calm voice. Needless to say, close up, the young man was a little intimidating due to the sheer size of him, he looked like he could bench press a full grown cow. "H-Hi..." the smaller teen stuttered slightly. Ryan took a moment to take in the other teens appearance, he had long black hair that was pulled into a ponytail, and unbelievably blue eyes and pale almost white skin, and despite his size, the teen had a gentle atmosphere about him and the way he he smiled.

"Your Ryan right? I'm Otis," the teen greeted keeping his friendly smile, "I'm here to show you around."

The smaller teen nodded, "It's nice to meet you."

After the small exchange Ryan followed the taller teen around the campus, telling him they're take his luggage up to his room, and that his cat would have to stay in his room until everything was verified with the main office, apparently Peaches needed a special tag attached to her collar.

Otis showed him where everything was and how to find his way around, there were signs around the stone trails that went through the campus, showing which way to go when trying to get around, like where the campus shops were, which way to certain buildings, and so on. Ryan asked questions small and Otis answered without a problem. Ryan decided he liked this guy, Otis seemed like a big brother type, and the whole time was friendly and nice in a way that was too genuine to be faked.

Soon he was taken to the main office in the main building for the highschoolers, Ryan was given a class shedule, a dorm key, and that month's allowance, which was given in the form of a student ID that could either be hung around his neck or attached to something like a key chain. The lady warned him not to loose it because it would take a week or so to replace and that he could call to see how much was left on it.

A few other things were explained on they're way back to the dorms, like how dorm hours worked, the rules of the campus, and just the jist of what there was to know.

Ryan was pretty relieved for the most part, other than a few things that still bugged him, the school seemed pretty nice, and it was apparent he had already made a rather helpful friend which was made official when they exchanged numbers. "Ok, that's about it, today's a free day, so you're free to roam around." Otis said pretty much wrapping everything up when the dorms came into view, "You ever need a hand with anything, just let me know, kay?"

"Sure," Ryan agreed happily, but just when the other teen was about to say something a small girl ran up to him and hugged him. "Hi Otis!" she chirped happily up at the tall teen, "Hello Desi, I'm glad to see you," he picked the little girl up, "But what are you doing here? You're supposed to be with Tzili." and almost on que, a teenaged girl with purple dyed hair ran up as a another young girl and what looked like a black german shepherd pup followed close behind, "Sorry!" she shouted catching up, "She saw you and ran off." For a moment Ryan was a little put off by how red the girl's eye coloring was, it seemed a little unnatural to him, but he tried not to judge, she seemed to know Otis pretty well with how well they're small chat flowed so comfortably.

"Otis I'm hungry," Desi chimed in, "Sorry, I tried to feed her earlier, but you know how she is..." Tzili sighed a bit annoyed. "Yea, I know, don't worry about it." Otis turned to Ryan who had been quiet during they're short conversation, "What about you? You hungry?" he asked and the green eyed teen nodded, now that he thought about it, he hadn't eaten since breakfast, and it was already around 2 in the afternoon. "Yea, kinda," he answered a bit shyly.

"Than c'mon, I'll make us something to eat." and without much convincing, Ryan followed the group down a different path.

It didn't take him long to notice that the path they were taking didn't lead to the high school or even the college dorms, which Ryan thought was a bit weird, than he wondered if maybe Otis lived off campus somewhere near by. But the longer they walked, the more he noticed that they weren't leaving the campus, just going somewhere else on it.

"We're going to the special dorms," Ryan flinched as his unasked questions were answered out of the blue, he looked over to see the purple haired girl looking at him over her shoulder, she didn't seem very friendly to be honest. "At this school there are a few special kids who all live in one dorm, which includes me, Otis and the two little ones and a few others." she explained as she looked forward to keep walking.

At one school he attended to when he was younger, he remembered something called the SLP class which was for kids who needed a little extra help, and he guess that's what the special dorms was, though the group ahead of him didn't seem all that needing of special help, well except for the two little girls who seemed to be only in elementary school at the most. But he brushed it off and kept walking until they came up to an old brick building which seemed to be in an area all it's own compared to the other dorms. Again, Ryan found this odd.

The dorm didn't give off a creepy vibe like you would get if you were entering a dangerous place, so he tried not to worry. He had watched a few horror movies, and he didn't get the feeling of danger like when the monster or serial killer was going to pop out at any moment.

Once inside the dorms the two girls darted off down one of the halls as Otis shouted for them to wash up before lunch.

"I hope you don't mind Japanese food, it's sorta a go to thing for me." Otis mentioned as he showed him to the dinning room, Ryan had offered to help make whatever was on the menu, and the other teen accepted the help. "I don't mind, though I cant say I've eaten a lot of it."

"That's fine," Otis handed the smaller teen an apron and the two washed they're hands, "We'll be making a chicken cutlets, rice, with egg on top, and potates and sausages on the side, it's really good and it's one of the few meals I can get the little one to eat willingly."

Ryan followed all of Otis' directions, the older teen showed him how to easily put cheese in the middle of the chicken cutlets before they were breaded and fried. Oddly enough the teen didn't jump back or flinch when the oil popped, but he figured Otis just had thick skin.

Before the cutlets, they made a few other things, like mini sausages with potatoes to go with the steamed rice and cutlets.

After the cutlets were done and cut up, after putting them on the bowls of rice they made some cooked eggs to go on top, while the outsides of the bundles of eggs were cooked well, the side, once cut into so it could cover the top, it was gooey and soft, and looked really good. Needless to say, Ryan had never had something like this, but it had made him twice as hungry as before just looking at it.

After bowls and plates of food were set out Otis reminded the girls that it was hot, and the small group ate they're lunch together.

It was odd, he hadn't been there for very long, but the teen already felt at home. The whole ride he worried about not fitting in and eating alone his first week, but now if felt like a huge weight had disappeared. The meal was hot but really good, and they talked about nothing special, and the chatter flowed so easily too, like they did it everyday. It was a nice feeling.

The rest of the day Ryan hung out around the special dorms with Otis and the two girls, while there he met a few other teens who lived there, one of the first being Otis' roommate, Zero, who gave off the potential bully vibe, but was nice enough Ryan wasn't in fear of being picked on by him, thankfully. Though there was one teen that gave him chills, a teen named Thomas, and from the way he and Otis looked at each other, the two had history, but he didn't ask.

In general, it was a good day, and after it started to get late, Otis walked Ryan back tot he dorms a bit before dinner time.

The two said goodbye for the day and Ryan walked to his dorm room, the smile he had been wearing most of the day still spread across his face.

After all of that, he wasn't sure how his day could get better.

He unlocked his room door, which locked automatically, and entered the room. Peaches had been alone all day, but had been given food and water, so he hadn't worried about her, and while he had been expecting her to trot up to him when he got home, he was greeted by someone else.

"Hello," Ryan blushed as a blond teen around his age smiled at him, "I'm Britton, your roommate."

Today just got better.

[beardcore-blog]

Creating a Monster

Unfortunately, I crashed before I could save a good deal of this. This is what Pet was able to send to me because she crashed too. What happened before this: Pet approached Colette and asked her in a hush-hush way if she’d ever killed anyone. Then Pet started asking about The Shadow Stalkers, Colette said she’d been in it, and Pet asked how she got in. Now, read on…

[0:07] Colette Loon was grinning like mad, being very amused. What a funny woman. "I got in because I was… very good friends with one of them. Still am. Maybe I can talk to him about getting you in." She itched her neck and continued. "There’s not much I can teach you except not to care about your plaything. If you start doing that, well, you’ll be a little bitch about it. I’ll help you out. You remind me of my little sister a bit, but less snobby. Her name was Clair. Never mind about her though."

[0:11] Pet Fiertze was beaming, entirely pleased. "Oh, would you really? Would… YOU ever go back to them? With me? Are they mean to their own? I always wondered if they’re people I see walking the streets, every day." She was rambling, unable to contain her excitement. This woman was being so perfectly good to her, exactly what she’d been needing ever since these anti-goodytwoshoes desires started to rouse.

[0:17] Colette Loon uncrossed her arms and placed one hand on her hip. "I said yes, didn’t I? Yep. As for the Shadows, I don’t know if I can go back. You know the Marines? I’m about to join I think. My buddy is a Marine. I just gave him my application. I get free guns, food, shelter, and I get to bully people. It’s gonna be great. I don’t think I can go back to the Shadows at all." she paused, taking a breath. "They are the people walking the streets sometimes. But mostly, we… they… stick to the… well, shadows. The alleys, the catwalks at times, if those damned cats aren’t around. I can do it openly. I stabbed Auntie and the MPD was only looking for me for a few hours. I just… I don’t know about them. I’ll help you out, Petty Pet Pet."

[0:23] Pet Fiertze smiled sheepishly, cheeks pinkening mildly at her own zealousness. She didn’t mean to come across too strong. "That is so very nice of you. Thank you," She mewed wistfully, brow knitting as she contemplated the woman’s words. "Yes, those stupid cat people act like it’s their property. You can just… Get away with it, being a Marine? I thought they were good people," Pet mused naively. "Will you play with me, sometimes? I come up with creative things to do to people, and I want to so bad sometimes. It keeps me awake."

[0:25] Colette Loon smiled again. "Yes, I am being pretty nice, aren’t I? Isn’t that strange? And no, probably not. I’m not a Marine yet. People will hold grudges, so you gotta be sneaky." She grinned wider. "Of *course*, I will play with you."

[0:30] Pet Fiertze near-swooned, overcome, and threw her arms melodramatically around Colette. "It is so weird for people to be nice, here. ‘Specially the killers." She mumbled, nuzzling a bit contently into the woman’s bosom, if not instantly rejected, and then withdrew from the mini bear hug. She was absolutely thrilled about the prospective partner in crime.

[0:32] Colette Loon was taken back. Man, she sure hadn’t been hugged in a while. Anyone else would have probably been tossed off or stabbed, but this one reminded her of her sister. She humored her and hugged her back a bit awkwardly. "Yeah, yeah. You’re like a damn puppy dog, y’know that? I’ll turn you into a blood lusting wolf, if you’d like."

[0:36] Pet Fiertze blinkblinked, eyes asparkle. "I want to be able to be that, but I want to be me too! At the same time. I’m not like a puppy dog, though. I was thinking the other day, the streets were so crowded. It would be funny to skip along the awnings, dumping mustard gas down there. Or to have a friend on the other side, with a huge bucket of ammonia! And then one with bleach. And then toss them at the same time, down onto the crowd. For fun, you know?" She had many of said ideas running around in her head, and they wanted out. Finding someone with whom she could relate, to Pet, was like finding a damn-near soulmate.

[0:40] Colette Loon felt it appropriate to pull out her switchblade and open it. She ran a gloved finger along the shiny blade. "See this? This is my baby. Think of me as Van Gogh and this… my paintbrush… and someone’s flesh… the *canvas*. I love knives. Do you like knives. I just adore them."

[0:45] Pet Fiertze canted her head at the woman after paying proper observation and reverence to ‘her baby’, lips twitching in semi-psychotic pleasure. "I like knives. And scalpels… Before Midian, I was one of the youngest neurosurgeons. I just wanted to help people then, but now… I think things like, wouldn’t it be fun to experiment? Damage someone’s medulla oblongata just right, so that they lose the ability to cough? They’d die far down the road when they had pneumonia or were choking, and it would be a mystery. All sorts of stuff like that." She sighed contently, tongue darting out over her lips. "Do you like to be meticulous, or brutalize people?"

[0:50] Colette Loon got a bit excited when asked about how she liked to go about her ‘art.’ She rubbed her fingers along the blade more, feeling the smooth surface. "Well, if I can, I like to take it slow, make them writhe around and watch their reactions. But if I can’t, I *will* hurt them. It may be a bit sloppy, but it’s all I can do at the time. But I’m careful about picking who I put the blade on."

[0:57] Pet Fiertze nodded vigorously, listening with intense interest. It was a hobby, as she was studying it, as though the whole thing were as innocent as Chess tactics. "Yes! I think it’s better to capture someone, and take them somewhere to enjoy it all. And yet, I still would like to run down the streets, hurt people, and make an escape." Pet nodded sagaciously, top teeth clamping down on lower lip as she pondered. "I would feel stupid if ever I set my sights on a victim, and he or she overpowered me. Has that ever happened to you? I think I’m real competent, though."

[1:00] Colette Loon sighs a bit and takes her mask off again. She pointed to the scar on her face. "This… ugh. Okay, well, I wasn’t trying to hurt him, but I was overly confident and he was on my tail anyway and basically, I got my ass kicked. That’s when I learned to judge who I pick, sometimes even watch them. If you pick someone that’s stronger than you or you underestimate them, far worse can happen than what happened to my face."

[1:03] Pet Fiertze sighed a bit dejectedly. "Well then that’s why we have eachother from now on," She mewed forlornly, and a bit presumptuously, but she always thought the life of a hobby such that they shared was bound to be a lonely one. For it not to be, was thrilling. "My Godfather, Lucien, he thinks I’m going to fail in these endeavors. I can’t wait to prove him wrong. The person who did that to you, is he still around? You should get revenge, one day."

[1:07] Colette Loon sighs and shook her head. "I don’t think so. Lucky bastard is probably far away now. I never told you that I hate this place. I really do. I can’t get out. Even if I could, I probably wouldn’t leave. I’ve lived here too long and I’ve been molded into something else. This city twists people, it really does. Someday, you’ll probably end up like me. I used to be like you."

[1:12] Pet Fiertze stretched up high, arms above head, squeaking indulgently as she did so. "I understand. It had been good for me in many ways, though. I’m learning stuff about myself. Did you know, I didn’t even know what actually goes down during sex before I came here? And now, well. I still haven’t had experience, but at least I know. You know, from my point of view, it’d be pretty darn cool to be like you." Pet intoned reverently.

[1:16] Colette Loon actually laughed quite a bit at her last statement. "Oh, you really are a little puppy, aren’t you? You don’t want to be like me, do you? I mean, you don’t know me at all yet. I could get you alone and murder you. I don’t think I will though. We are too similar. Just don’t trust me *too* much because I won’t trust you too much. Understand?" She slipped her mask back on.

[1:20] Pet Fiertze downcast her gaze, cheeks pinkening at the semi-rejection. "You seem so competent and savvy, though. But you’re right. I need to trust you lots though, you know? In time. And maybe… Maybe you’ll trust me like that, too." She concluded both wistfully and hopefully. "Am I keeping you?" She’d inquire hastily, forgetting her manners.

[1:26] Colette Loon felt somewhat bad for making the girl so down… which was weird. "Don’t be upset. I trust you enough to do fun shit with you, right? Yes. That’s all that matters though." She popped her jaw and smiled a bit. "Do I look like someone that needs to be somewhere? Or like I have a lot of friends? Ha, no. Not at all. You’re fine, rookie."

[1:32] Pet Fiertze brightened mildly, rocking back and forth again, hands clasped behind her back. "Well, fair enough!" She snapped her fingers in revelation. "Do you use a cell phone? Because we need a way to contact eachother. Plus, if you’re ever outnumbered or something, you can call me and the other way around." Pet fumbled around in her bag, victorious in retrieving a pen and notebook, which rather strangely had kittens on it. Little hand scribbled away, and she ripped the small bit out, phone number offered.

[1:34] Colette Loon took the number and put it in the pouch on her belt. "Yeah, I do. Want me to write it down?" she asked, crossing her arms. She didn’t really know why she was being so nice to this girl. It was probably Pet’s morbid curiousity that saved her ass from Colette’s wrath. She was lucky indeed.

[1:32] Pet Fiertze brightened mildly, rocking back and forth again, hands clasped behind her back. "Well, fair enough!" She snapped her fingers in revelation. "Do you use a cell phone? Because we need a way to contact eachother. Plus, if you’re ever outnumbered or something, you can call me and the other way around." Pet fumbled around in her bag, victorious in retrieving a pen and notebook, which rather strangely had kittens on it. Little hand scribbled away, and she ripped the small bit out, phone number offered.

[1:34] Colette Loon took the number and put it in the pouch on her belt. "Yeah, I do. Want me to write it down?" she asked, crossing her arms. She didn’t really know why she was being so nice to this girl. It was probably Pet’s morbid curiousity that saved her ass from Colette’s wrath. She was lucky indeed.

[1:40] Pet Fiertze mmhmed, thrusting the pen and paper generously over. She’d been in enough tight spots, and for a companion to show up and basically even the score would be most appreciated. "I’d like that. Bullies need to be taught a lessen," she intoned, nodding sagely. ‘Game on bitches’, Pet mused whilst brain sifted through her various fantasies.

[1:41] Colette Loon laughed a bit, jotting her number down. She handed the pad back her. "Y’know, we are bullies, technically. We really are. Are you okay with that?" she asked, tilting her head to the side a bit.

[1:45] Pet Fiertze grinned impishly, that enthrallment running rampant again. "Yes! Oh, to give back to the city as it has so generously dished out. We are cool bullies." Well, perhaps the word for Pet wouldn’t be ‘cool’, but she was having some serious girl-power go-get-’em emotions at the moment. "Where do you like to sleep?"

[1:47] Colette Loon laughed again a bit at Pet. She seemed so young. "Where do I like to sleep? Hm… where I can. There’s a shelter, but I’m not a little pussybitch. I don’t know, I just don’t like it there. Plus, I stabbed Auntie, the woman who runs it." She paused, thinking for a moment. "How old are you?"

[1:52] Pet Fiertze agreed wholeheartedly, and found it rather amusing that Colette had stabbed Auntie. If Auntie were a Shadow, her disguise would be as the Cookie Monster. "I like to sleep in Apocalypse. It’s nice, and I got on Chi’s good side, I think… Did she scream when you stabbed her, and writhe?" Pet inquired, idle chat and all that. "I’m nearly twenty-one. What about you? I hope you still respect me… I know I come across as naive."

[1:55] Colette Loon uncrossed her arms and sighed. "Chisaki? That little kitty. She’s good friends with a friend of mine. Only cat I can stand. Auntie… I think… probably. She did scream, I remember that." She had a hard time remembering for some reason. "I’m 25 as of November 4th. There, now you know my birthday. Get me something this year." She really didn’t care if she got her something or not.

[2:04] Pet Fiertze nuh-uhed, brow knitting. "No, just Chi. He is someone I thought everyone knew, because they know someone who he’s raped or have been themselves. I like a cat lady named Emberen." Pet tapped her lower lip with a finger in contemplation, reminded herself to return the pad and pencil to their designated spot. "Do you want to get matching masks and stuff? You need a different one from that, that people won’t associate with you. Right?"

[2:06] Colette Loon shrugged her shoulders. "I suppose. I don’t wear this one as much as I used to actually, but I needed to wash my other mask. Where will we get these masks, rookie?" she asked.

[2:09] Pet Fiertze mulled over the idea, contemplating where best to look. "I will go out shopping around one day, and if I find something nice, I can take you to look? I want it to be the perfect thing!" It was strange to be -vain- about picking something to cover one’s face, but she seemed pretty unbudging on the whole mask aesthetics thing.

[2:11] Colette Loon popped her neck again. It sure did hurt. Sleeping on concrete would do that. "I wear a mask because I can. Sooner or later, people stop asking. It’d probably be better for me not to wear a mask when doing these things, huh?" She laughed a bit and crossed her arms.

[2:14] Pet Fiertze furrowed her brow, as the woman had a point. "That is true. If you think people will suspect you, it’s best not to do it. It is the combination of blond hair and a mask that will stand out most, yeah?"

[2:16] Colette Loon shrugged her shoulders again. She was rather tired at this point. She was good at standing for hours, but she wasn’t immortal or anything. She’d need sleep soon. "I guess. But I’m not worried about people knowing who I am or not. This city is too corrupt for anyone to be that big of a deal. I mean, for this kind of thing. The police suck."

[2:23] Pet Fiertze nodded her head meekly, hand wandering up to cover a fierce yawn. "Yes. Wanted signs for your arrest would be no good. The mercenaries here are terrible," Pet mewed forlornly, recalling Bane and his rude attempts, though she didn’t know his name. She’d narrowly escaped that dilemma. Little hands balled into fists, and she knuckled them into sleepy eyes. Once donce, Pet blinkblinked a bit vacantly for a moment, and snapped out of her sleep-deprived stupor after a moment. "Colette, thank you so much. I’m so glad for all of this," She intoned happily, barreling into the woman’s petite form for another greedy hug. Arms eventually unsnaked and loosed from her, and she withdrew again, a dopey smile plastered across her features. "It is sleep time."

[2:28] Colette Loon patted the woman on the back awkwardly as she hugged her again. "Don’t sweat it. Now I just get someone to play games with. No big deal." She nodded her head and itched her neck. "Yes, it’s late. I’ve been up all day, walking. I’m so *very* tired. Enjoy wherever you sleep and hope that your pal, Colette, sleeps soundly." She laughed a bit, still wondering why she’d been so nice to her. She began to walk back into the city. "Tata."

[2:30] Pet Fiertze still had that ridiculously content little smile etched across her lips. "Sweet dreams, pretty Colette," she called after her, toddling off in the opposite direction.

Posted by Colette Loon on 2009-08-01 06:35:39

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