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maxdark158 · 5 years ago

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This is based on @ozmav ‘s Damian Wayne x Marinette Dupain-Cheng au that I LOVE, please check them out.

Based on this ask they answered on their blog

AO3 link of the fanfic, any edits I make will be on there and not here

Characters are probably ooc because I am not familiar with Batman and I googled the riddle

Angel in Gotham: Part 1 ~ Part 2 ~ Part 3 ~ Part 4 ~ Part 5 ~ Part 6 ~ Ao3

Demon in Gotham: Part 1 ~ Part 2 ~ Part 3 ~ Part 4 ~ Ao3

Fanart for AiG: Riddler ~ Joker thank you @thegreysman

Please tag me in any fanart you draw for this guys ^^

oooOOOooo

It was a good thing that Hawkmoth’s attacks allowed Marinette to become used to supervillains at this point because otherwise, she would be losing her mind.

Oh, right, context.

Marinette’s class were still on their trip to Gotham. They had forgotten her again, but she decided she could spend the time with Damian. He accepted her offer, and together they toured some of the sights in Gotham during the day. They didn’t look as spooky as they usually did at night, and Marinette quickly wrote down and sometimes sketched out many design ideas during their adventure.

An adventure that was now put on hold because of a villain who thought green was a good color on him.

When outsiders heard of the big bad Gotham villains, they typically talked about The Joker or Harley Quinn, maybe Poison Ivy or Bane or even Catwoman. The Riddler was mentioned often, but he was the bottom of the ones on top. The A- of the A’s if you will.

Marinette knew he liked riddles and traps and he wore a lot of green. That was pretty much it.

Damian and Marinette were in line to get ice cream when the widows were suddenly blacked out. Damian grabbed Marinette’s hand. The doors locked, and the few people in the shop were trapped with the Riddler. He pointed a question mark shaped gun at them and demanded that they go to the back room.

Damian held Marinette’s hand, mumbling that it would be all right. Marinette nodded numbly, realizing that she likely couldn’t escape to become Ladybug if needed.

Tikki was unmoving in her purse.

She looked around her. The Riddler had the cashier, a father, and his two daughters, her and Damian.

The two girls were silent and scared, their shoulders hunched, but they continued to walk. Each held one of their father’s hands. The father himself was steely and glaring, but she saw the tremble in his lip. The cashier was wide-eyed and shaking. Marinette saw the beginnings of an anxiety attack in him. The worker that was dishing up the ice cream had followed them out but put on a mask. Must have been a henchman in disguise.

Damian was angry. He looked impassive at a glance, but his emotionless stare showed the fire in his eyes. Marinette hoped his anger didn’t lead to recklessness.

“Now that I’ve got you all here,” the Riddler cackled, “I need two volunteers to do the puzzle I set up until Batman and his batbrats show up! The others will wait here locked in a room as bait.”

Marinette glanced at the group. Two little girls, one around five and one around eight. A cashier struggling to breathe. A father wanting to protect his daughters.

Two pissed off able-bodied teenagers.

“We’ll go,” Marinette sounded more confident than she felt when she lifted her and Damian’s still conjoined hands.

He hissed something at her, it sounded like a question, but the blood roaring in her ears drowned out the words.

The Riddler grinned. “Excellent! A Wayne and a foreigner! Follow me!”

A Wayne? Marinette glanced at Damian but he started walking, dragging her for a few steps before she caught up.

The henchman locked the door behind them, locking the four others in the hallway. Marinette and Damian were now locked in with The Riddler

It was massive.

The room was the size of her school gym with green and purple squares covering the floor. There were black edges where they were standing now, but the majority of the room was square tiles.

They were on the ceiling too, Marinette noticed. The low hanging lights were still high enough to see the ceiling. Marinette could even see the hinges on the squares – What were those for?. Green squares were above purple squares and vice versa.

“What did you do?” Damian whispers. The blood roaring in Marinette’s ears was quiet enough for her to hear.

“We were the best bet,” she whispers back. An angry protective father would be rash. A panicking employee would stumble. Two young girls would be unpredictable.

Damian is angry, but from the, so far, little time they’ve spent together, Marinette knows he’s smart. He calculates his movements, coordinates the best course of action. He’s angry, but he will hopefully think before being reckless.

And she’s Ladybug, though currently without her suit. She’s dealt with similar things before, and she can do it again.

“As you can see,” The Riddler gestured to the brightly colored room, “there’s a gameboard. And you two are game pieces. Make a wrong step and…”

He reached for his cane that was tied at his belt and pressed a button on it. The green square nearest to them made a beeping sound. The purple square above it opened up like a latch and bricks dropped from it.

The sound of the bricks hitting the ground was loud, Marinette and Damian both flinched. She closed her eyes and gripped his hand tighter.

When she opened her eyes again, she surveyed the damage. The bricks went through the green square, opening up a dark hole below the floor. Marinette couldn’t see how far down it was.

The Riddler grinned, “as implied, if you make one wrong step then you die! Simple enough to understand?”

Marinette had to fight not to shake. She felt anger rising from within her �� not fear.

She glanced at Damian. He was shifting his feet, his expression neutral. Was he angry too? Or was he scared?

Marinette’s anger grew. Her friend shouldn’t have to be scared.

She turned back to The Riddler. “How do we know if any of the cubes are fake?” she asked. Her voice shook, but she shifted her feet and didn’t meet The Riddler’s eyes so he mistook her fury for fear.

Villains loved to be feared.

Damian’s hand tightening grounded her to reality.

The Riddler smiled.

“I assure you there is a way to win,” he chuckled. “Now, who wants to go first?”

So, yeah. It was a good thing that Hawkmoth’s attacks allowed Marinette to become used to supervillains at this point because otherwise, she would be losing her mind.

She heard Damian move behind her. He was going to offer to go first, she knew it.

“I’ll go.”

Her voice sounded meek. Good.

“Angel,” Damian hissed, “What do you think you’re doing?”

“No takebacks!” the villain laughed. “Go ahead and choose, but make it snappy!”

Marinette squeezed Damian’s hand before letting go.

She glanced at the floor. All the tiles that were the same color seemed to be made of the same paint. They all had the same texture of wood. They were all identical from what she could see. But there had to be a way to tell which ones were dangerous.

She looked at the ceiling. There was one open tile-door but the others were closed and waiting. She couldn’t see latches. The colors were the same paint as the floor, the same size as each other and the floor. The only real difference from the floor was the hinges but-

The hinges!

The hinge on the open door was large. Likely more expensive, made to hold a lot of weight. But there were hinges on other tiles that were smaller. Likely cheaper and not made to hold a bunch of bricks.

It was the best chance she had.

Marinette looked at the closest one with a small hinge. It was one down from the hole in the floor, two steps and she would be on it.

“Go already,” The Riddler snarled. “Unless you want your friend to go-”

Marinette stepped on the purple square.

The Riddler chuckled, and fear finally overpowered the anger. What if she was wrong? What if the hinges were a fake trap and she was about to die? What if

He clicked the button.

The square under her feet beeped.

Damian inhaled.

The trapdoor opened.

Marinette did not scream.

She did stiffen. Nothing came.

She looked up in time for a soft feather land on her nose.

“Lucky guess!” The Riddler cackled with glee. “Let’s hope you can keep it up! But for now, it’s your friend’s turn.”

Marinette’s eyes widened. “Why can’t I play alone?” she asked.

She felt Tikki hit her leg and ignored her.

“What, think your friend isn’t as lucky as you?” he asked. “Tick, toc, Wayne. Don’t keep us waiting.”

Damian looked at the squares on the ground, trying to figure out where to step. He didn’t look up. He wasn’t going to get it right.

Marinette glanced up. The green one to his right should be safe. It was the one next to her.

Damian began to step on the purple one next to the green one. It wasn’t safe. The hinge was too large it wasn’t safe Damian was going to die and-

He looked at Marinette, seeing her panic.

He didn’t step on it.

Marinette relaxed, ever so slightly. Damian looked her in the eyes and she glanced at the safe square.

He stepped on the green square next to her.

When The Riddler clicked his button, another feather dropped down on Damian.

“Seems the little foreigner is helping the competition!” The Riddler growled. “You think I wouldn’t see the silent communication there? Now you have to answer a riddle for every turn, girlie! Answer correctly and you’ll survive.”

Marinette saw Damian get angry for a second before his face became neutral again. She felt nervousness rise within her.

The Riddler was known for his riddles. This may be harder than she thought…

“Take your turn,” the villain growled.

Marinette did, stepping on another safe space. When the feather fell, The Riddler growled lowly.

“Now answer this,” his voice was low.

Marinette’s breathing quickened.

Damian’s fist clenched.

She tried not to shake, she was going to get it wrong and die and-

“What is the beginning of eternity, the end of time and space, the beginning of every end and the end of every race?”

Marinette blinked, all her nervousness and fear draining out of her.

This was supposed to be a hard riddle? By the villain named after them? Annoyance was the prickling sensation over and over again that made her skin crawl and want to be itched. This villain is trying to kill them through an elaborate game and gave her such an easy riddle?

“The letter E,” she tried not to growl.

The Riddler frowned. “Take another turn.”

“But what about mine-”

“Shut it, Wayne,” The Riddler growled at him. “Take another turn, girlie. Your luck will run out eventually.”

Marinette took another turn. She got another feather.

The Riddler snarled, glaring at the ceiling.

Did he not know? Marinette mentally shook her head. The Riddler knew which squares were good and which ones were bad, he was simply frustrated that Marinette knew too.

“Go again!” he barked, forgoing the riddle.

Marinette went again. She had to step over a square but was safe once more.

“How can you tell?” the villain was snarling. “How do you know which ones you can use and which ones you can’t?”

Marinette shrugged. There was no way she was giving away the clue to him, he would only fix it the next time. “Just lucky I guess.”

“No, you figured something out,” The Riddler hissed. “How? How did you do it?”

She heard movement behind her and panicked for a moment. What was Damian doing? She scoffed so The Riddler wouldn’t hear him too.

“As if I’d tell you,” she held her head up, haughty.

Tikki hit her leg again but it was too late.

She could see the villain’s resolve snap.

When he lunged, Marinette was expecting it. Distantly, she heard someone yell behind her but her focus was on her immediate surroundings and her movements.

Sidestep to avoid the villain. Sweep under feet to make him lose his balance. Elbow to the side to topple him over. Jump to avoid his attempt to bring her down with him. Kick his remote away from him.

Of course, the villain didn’t stay down. Once she kicked his device away he was up again, this time fighting her with more intelligent movements.

No sweat. She won against akuma smarter than her before.

And it became apparent to her within a few seconds that The Riddler was not very good at fighting hand to hand combat.

She jabbed him in the throat before quickly running off the board to look for Damian.

Instead, she ran into another body.

“Woah, calm down,” Marinette didn’t recognize the voice, but she did recognize Red Robin and Robin, who were both standing where she was running toward.

Robin looked a little messy, almost like he changed his costume quickly. He also looked surprised, but Marinette couldn’t fathom why.

She looked behind them, seeing the door she and Damian entered through open, the other people from before missing.

She didn’t see Damian.

“Where’s my friend?” she asked. “Damian, he came here with me and-”

“It’s alright An- civilian,” Robin stepped forward. Red Robin walked to the villain. “I carried him out while The Riddler was focused on you.”

“You knocked him out,” Red Robin commented from behind her.

Marinette glanced back and shrugged. “Punching faces is stupid, you’re more likely to hurt your hand if you don’t do it right. Going for the throat is a dirty move but more effective.”

Robin looked surprised again, and Marinette was confused. Why was it surprising? Most people in Paris took up basic self-defense, so it’s not like she told him she was Ladybug.

“How’d you figure out his riddle board thing?” Red Robin asked.

Marinette turned to face him and pointed upward. “Anyone can figure it out if they look up! It’s obvious.”

Red Robin looked up. Marinette heard Robin move behind her and assumed he was also looking up.

“What?” Robin sounded confused.

“Oh!” Red Robin snapped his fingers. “The hinges?”

Marinette nodded. “He must have cut some corners because there’s no way the small hinges would hold a bunch of bricks.”

She heard Robin make an, “Oh,” sound behind her.

Red Robin looked back at her. “You’re pretty smart.”

Marinette’s eyes widened and she shook her head. “No, it’s something anyone would notice if they looked up! I just managed to use the knowledge.”

Red Robin didn’t look like he believed her, but Marinette didn’t know what she could do to dissuade him. She wasn’t as smart as Max, or anyone else, she just noticed her surroundings. It was a habit she picked up from being Ladybug.

There were footsteps behind her, too heavy to be Robin. Marinette saw Red Robin nod to them and assumed it was another one of Gotham’s heroes.

“How’d you know enough self-defense to take out one of Gotham’s villains?” Robin sounded suspicious.

Marinette relaxed slightly. “Paris has akuma like, every week. Most citizens learn enough self-defense to stay alive during attacks. I did a little more because my classmates are akumatized the most.”

Red Robin stepped forward. “Is there any more information on these akuma you can-”

“Robin,” a voice said from behind Marinette and Robin. She didn’t jump since she knew someone else was there.

She turned to see Batman, THE Batman, talking to Robin. “Please allow the civilian to leave, we need to get The Riddler to Arkham.”

Robin sighed.

“I’ll guide her out,” Red Robin offered, and Batman cut off any protests from Robin.

Marinette walked away with Red Robin, managing to shake off her starstruck-ness about Batman when they neared the exit.

“You really are smart,” Red Robin told her. “Most people don’t take notice of details like that easily. And I heard you solved one of his riddles.”

Marinette made a face. “His riddle was kind of pathetic. Anyone would have solved it.”

Red Robin shrugged. “Your friend is waiting in the police station down the street.”

Marinette felt her shoulders drop in relief. “Thank you,” she said before making her way to the station quickly.

Behind her, Red Robin smiled and walked back inside. Marinette was a genius, even if she didn’t realize, and he hoped Damian invited her over soon so he could see who was smarter of the two of them.

She may actually be a challenge!

oooOOOooo

Marinette walked into the police station only to be immediately hugged by the two girls.

“Thank you,” the older one’s voice was muffled by her stomach. “I was so scared. Thank you for not letting him take us.”

“I’m happy to help,” she assured them.

She saw their father talking to the officer. His eyes met hers and he mouthed, “thank you.”

She nodded to let him know she understood. The little girls let go of her and went to their father.

Looking around more, she saw the cashier being talked to by the officer. He looked a lot calmer now, thankfully. The henchman was in cuffs and being escorted to the cells for transfer.

She didn’t see Damian.

Worry was ice water in her veins and she began to shiver. Where was he? Did something happen? Was there another villain on the street that got him? Did anyone even know he was missing?

“Angel!” she turned her head toward the door to see Damian rush in. The ice water drained out, leaving warm fuzzies – hold on when did that happen?

Before she could ponder for much longer Marinette was wrapped in a hug. She returned it without thinking, breathing in and out slowly. Damian was really warm.

“I went back out to look for you, Robin told me you were here,” Damian mumbled. He stepped back, checking over her. “Are you alright? Are you hurt?”

Marinette shook her head. “I’m perfectly fine, Damian. I’m just glad you’re okay.”

He sighed in relief. “Don’t scare me like that again, Angel, please.”

It was now that Marinette noticed his slightly unkempt appearance. He was fine when she last saw him, but now his clothes were crooked and his hair was messy. It reminded her of someone, but she wasn’t sure who.

He must have been really worried.

Guilt was heavy on her shoulders. “I’m sorry, I should have given you more warning, or only volunteered myself.”

“What?” Damian shook his head. “No, I’m glad it was us two. The Riddler would have killed anyone else. I was more worried when you fought him.”

“You fought The Riddler?” The cashier was staring at her with wide eyes. His voice was loud enough that the entire station went silent.

Marinette laughed clumsily. The guilt had lessened, but awkwardness was chaining her. “He was bad at hand to hand combat. And mad at me. That made him make some dumb moves, most people would have been able to beat him.”

“Still,” an officer with grey hair and a mustache chuckled. “Quite commendable for a young girl.”

“It’s really nothing,” Marinette tried to wave it off. “We have a lot of villains in Paris. I’d be stupid if I didn’t learn to fight them.”

“The akuma!” the youngest daughter shouted. “I saw on the Lady’s blog about superheroes!”

She felt Tikki shift slightly in her purse.

“Don’t believe everything on that blog,” her older sister mumbled. “There is no way sausage hair is a superhero’s best friends. Superheroes don’t make friends with civilians.”

“I only watch the videos of fights,” the young girl pouted.

“Miss, if you’re ready,” the greying officer gestured to an empty room. “We need you to retell everything that just happened for the record.”

Marinette nodded. Damian let go of her fully, and she already missed the warmth – what was that? When did these feelings start?

She followed the officer into his office, not noticing the awed looks of those around her as she passed by.

After she left, Damian Wayne pulled out his phone. Someone had to let her teacher know she was alright if they even noticed her missing at all.

They’re fools not to notice her, but Damian was glad he had no competition from those idiots.

oooOOOooo

Unnamed Teenager From France Holds off The Riddler Until Batman Arrives!

“I was just doing what anyone else would have done,” she says. “He was pretty annoying though. His riddles need work.”

“A teenage girl took down Ed?” she turned to her friend. “After that whole trap he set up?”

“Seems so,” her friend shrugged. “Good for her. Hopefully, she goes back to France before he escapes and exacts revenge.”

“Watcha ladies talking about?” a pop of bubblegum. “Ooh! This lady betta watch her back, more villains might be interested in her if she can defeat Eddie!”

“You mean like us?” she asked.

“No,” her friend sighed. “We should leave her alone. One villain on her trip is enough. And I need to care for my plants, they're important for my next heist.”

The third girl shrugged. “Ain’t up ta me, but I won’t be the one that tells Puddin’ if that helps.”

“That helps,” she hummed. She would need to catch Batman on patrol tonight and ask him about it. She hadn’t stolen anything in a while, so he would likely talk to her for a bit.

“Of course you won’t tell him! You won’t go near him again if I have anything to say about it,” her friend replied to the third girl.

“Aw, Red, you do care!”

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caedmonofthehighlands · 5 years ago

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Harry Potter Fic Rec List

I’ve practically been reading Harry Potter fics since I was out of the womb and unsurprisingly, I recently ran out and have been searching the web for stories that I haven’t yet read.

I figured that with all of my fanfiction knowledge, I should make a list like the ones that have helped me to find interesting and well written fics and so, I present to you a list with my favourite Harry Potter Fanfictions. Some are Classics, some are Muggle Au’s, but they’re all worth a read.

Gelosaþ in Écnesse by Batsutousai | Completed | 98.5k | Mature

Pairing: Salazar Slytherin/ Harry Potter

Summary: Caught in the backlash of Voldemort's Killing Curse, Harry is thrown through time to a world so very different from his own.

Notes: It’s a time travel fic! I have a special place in my heart for that trope and I love this one particularly. The pairing is one I’d never even seen before and at first, I was a bit sceptical at first but I was pleasantly surprised the way everyone interacted with each other and the amount of research that clearly went into this fic. In my experience, every work of Batsutousai’s is a good read.

Gray Skye Mourning by KneazleGriff | Completed | 183.4k | Mature

Pairing: Severus Snape/ Harry Potter

Summary: As Severus Snape lay dying on the filthy floor of the Shrieking Shack, bleeding in the arms of Harry Potter, a profound, devastating realization awakens a long lost love, latent for years, torn asunder by time’s cruel fate. Is love strong enough to overcome the pain of the past and ensure severus’ survival? Time-Travel fic. SSHP

Notes: Okay, I know the summary is kind of cheesy but this fic is fantastic. It explains why Snape was such an ass in canon and it’s really touching. It’s a very emotional fic. There are a few smutty scenes so you’ll want to make sure you’re okay with reading that. Also SSHP fics that I enjoy are pretty rare since I usually steer clear of Teacher-student relationships as well as Minor-Adult relationships.(Part of why I love time travel fics so much)

Zubats, Zubats Everywhere by RenderedReversed | WIP | 16.8k | Teen and Up

Pairing: Harry Potter/ Tom Riddle

Summary: In which Harry is pretty sure his Pokémon journey isn’t supposed to have such a copious amount of Zubats—or just the figurative one, since Arceus knows Tom Riddle pops up in his life often enough to be a Zubat in disguise.

Notes: This fic is adorable. They have Pokemon Pet names, they buy each other stuffed animals and accidental stalking? It’s more of a Oneshot Collection than a continuous fic but don’t let that stop you. Comedy, Fluff and Harry Potter. What else could you need?

Away Childish Things by lettered | Completed | 153.8k | Teen and Up

Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter

Summary: Harry gets de-aged. Malfoy has to help him.

Notes: This fic. The way lettered handled the whole ‘people from the wizarding world find out about Harry’s home life’ amazingly. The characterization of the characters, their younger selves and their opinions of themselves is just... *Chef’s kiss*. I’ve read this one over and over and I don’t plan on stopping anytime soon.

Harry Potter and the Boy Who Lived by Santi | WIP | 147.7k | Mature

Pairing: Harry Potter/ Female OC

Summary: Harry Potter loves, and is loved by, his parents, his godfather, and his brother. He isn’t mistreated, abused, or neglected. So why is he a Dark Wizard? NonBWL!Harry. Not your typical Harry’s brother is the Boy Who Lived story.

Notes: One of the only ‘Wrong boy who lived’ Fics I’ve enjoyed. Technically, Harry twin brother is the actual BWL so it’s not exactly the wrong one. This Harry is very OOC, keeping only his name and his physical features. His twin brother is really more ‘Harry Potter’ Personality-wise. Despite all of this, I absolutely loved this fic. The way Durmstrang operates is amazing and much better than Hogwarts.

The Spellmaker by SonnyGietzel | WIP | 166.7k | Mature

Pairing: Harry Potter/ Tom Riddle | Voldemort

Summary: Latin; a dead language with no practical applications except perhaps the deciphering of old texts and as a particularly quaint party trick.Thankfully, as Harry finds out, Latin is not as dead as he was first taught when he decided to learn the language. It wouldn't have mattered anyway, of course; he loved Latin, and would have been proud to know it even had it been as useless as it was pretty. But in the world of Wizards, the world of Magic, Harry realizes his rare talent with words is particularly valuable, and allows him to use magic that no one's ever heard of, that no one's ever seen. But as time goes on, and he becomes more and more entangled in the webs spun by those around him, he starts to realize just how deep the magical rabbit hole goes and how dangerous power like his can be.All Harry had ever wanted was for the world to make sense.

Notes: Latin? Hell yeah! Harry’s spell casting by knowing latin and understanding science is so cool. Plus I just really love the librarian. It’s still updating too so you’re not just torturing yourself for the sake of entertainment if you read it,

SCHOOLED by WyrdSmith | WIP | 113.6k | Explicit

Pairing: Harry Potter/ Tom Riddle

Summary: 7th Year Gryffindors learn why it is never a good idea to piss off Ravenclaw Hadrian Morgan. His payback during Professor Slytherin's class is BEAUTIFUL. In carrying it out, orphaned pureblood Hadrian catches the interest and libido of the present Lord Marvolo Slytherin, who -- with the assistance of the entire Slytherin student body as well as a few other surprising characters -- tries to lure Morgan into his life and his bed. But just how naive is Hadrian Morgan, really?1945-era mash-up of most major and minor characters of HP and other fandoms, as well as historical characters. [WAIT, PLEASE! .... ahem.... If you just heard a mental screech of brakes, please understand that this is not a farce, nor crack, nor crap. This has many reviews from now-devoted readers who almost bypassed it, but are now glad they accepted the dare to just try chapter one.]

Notes: My opinion on this fic is complicated. It’s brilliantly written. Harry is witty, sneaky and ruthless and I just love him. Tom is just a lil bit predatory. You should definitely give it a read because it’s awesome, just make sure to properly read the tags and the summary first.

Time to Put Your Galleons Where Your Mouth Is by Tsume Yuki | Completed | 46.3k | Teen and Up

Pairing: None

Summary: Harry had never been able to comprehend a sibling relationship before, but he always thought he'd be great at it. Until, as Master of Death, he's reborn one Turais Rigel Black, older brother to Sirius and Regulus. (Rebirth/time travel and Master of Death Harry)

Notes: I love this. I love this so much. Harry is so great To Sirius and Regulus. He may be a bit OP but he’s honestly just a king in every single way other than literally. This was an amazing read and a great change from the more romance-centric fics that usually catch my eye.

Kudosed, Bookmarked, Subscribed by maquira | WIP | 49.6k | Explicit

Pairing: Harry Potter/ Tom Riddle | Voldemort

Summary: By day, Harry works as a lowly assistant to his boss: the cruel, controlling Tom Riddle.By night, he lives, breathes, and writes fanfiction. And when he's not writing, he's obsessing over the work of his favorite Ao3 author: Lord_Voldemort_.So, of course, it’s only a matter of time before Harry gets caught reading Voldemort’s latest fanfiction at work… by none other than his boss.

Notes: I know it’s Harry Potter and the nearly everything about the books has to do with magic but Muggle Au’s are my guilty pleasure. Pair that with maquira’s beautiful writing and I’m hooked. Really, check out any of maquira’s other fics, they’re all just as good.

Let’s Start the Show by Terrific Lunacy | WIP | 29.9k | Mature

Pairing: Kind of Harry Potter/ Tom Riddle

Summary: It started as a game. When two highborn lords come looking for a distraction from boredom, they merge the worlds of the highest class with those of the lowest class. An invitation sets things in motion that were supposed to stay locked away. Because a kingdom on the verge of collapse, a noble without a past and a circus performer with a secret are not a good combination.

Notes: Something about this fic just captivated me when I first read it. It still does, really. I love the plot, I love Harry’s cheek and you’ll love it too.

Dreams and Darkness Collide by Epic Solemnity | WIP | 209.5k | Mature

Pairing: Harry Potter/Voldemort

Summary: Though he was raised without the expectation of saving the world, Harry still possesses a savior complex. Only, it's so dark and twistedly immoral, he created an alter ego to practice vigilantism. His second identity makes a name for himself and immediately ensnares Minister Riddle's complete and obsessive attention. A game of cat and mouse begins and morals are questioned.

Notes: I’ve read this so many times I could probably recite it by heart but I could still read it a thousand more times.

My Name is Cameron Sage by thesewarmstars | Completed | 41.8k | Explicit

Pairing: Harry Potter/ Severus Snape

Summary: Things are going poorly for the side of the light, and in a last-ditch effort to fulfill his destiny, Harry goes back in time to try again.

Notes: Another Time travel fic! A particularly smutty one but Sevvy has a friend for once in his life and they’re so sarcastic but they’re also really sweet.

Consuming Shadows by Child_OTKW | WIP | 312.2k | Mature

Pairing: Harry Potter/ Voldemort, Harry Potter/ Male OC

Summary: On the night of the attack, Lily managed to escape with her infant son, but at the cost of her husband’s life. Distraught and distrusting of her friends, she fled to France with Harry, to raise him away from the corruption in Britain and the rising influence of the Dark Lord. She trains him to the best of her abilities, shaping him into a dangerous, intelligent and powerful wizard.But when Britain re-establishes the Triwizard Tournament, and Harry is forced to return to his once-home, he finds himself questioning whether he really wants to kill the Dark Lord. Voldemort finds an unexpected challenge in the child, and as his intrigue and amusement grows, so too does the desire to possess the spark in those defiant green eyes.

Notes: Harry attending foreign schools is also a favourite trope of mine. I love the different interpretations of different wizarding schools. Bonus points if he visits Hogwarts to attend or participate in the Triwizard Tournament.

To be Set Free by Merrinpippy | Completed | 35.8k | Teen and Up

Pairing: Harry Potter/ Tom Riddle

Summary: Harry Potter, raised and abused by the Dursleys ever since his parents died, lives in the cupboard under the stairs. He has no friends or family who love him and his life is dull until one day a letter arrives arrives for him, written in green ink, that promises freedom. Sounds familiar, right?King Thomas Riddle's illness combined with his political paranoia pushes him to arrange three royal balls, after which his son, Prince Tom Riddle, must choose a guest to marry, thereby securing the kingdom's future and solidifying their strength in the eyes of their allies/enemies. Tom is convinced that he will be able to defy his father and choose no-one, or at least he is until at the first ball he meets an attractive stranger with dark hair and glasses who won't tell anyone his name...

Notes: Fairytale Au’s are magical and this fic just proves it. You barely even need to put a spin on cinderella to fit Harry into his role in the story, which is sad but also absolutely perfect.

Azoth by zeigeistic | Completed | 88.7k | Explicit

Pairing: Harry Potter/ Draco Malfoy

Summary: Now that Harry is back at Hogwarts with Hermione for eighth year, he realises that something’s missing from his life, and it either has to do with Ron, his boggart, Snape, or Malfoy. Furthermore, what, exactly, does it mean when one’s life is defined by the desire to simultaneously impress and annoy a portrait? Harry has no idea; he’s too busy trying not to be in love with Malfoy to care.

Notes: Portrait Snape. That’s it. That’s all I have to say.

Death of Today by Epic Solemnity | Completed | 500.8k | Mature

Pairing: Harry Potter/ Voldemort

Summary: Raised in a Muggle orphanage, Harry arrives at Hogwarts a bitter boy. Unusually intelligent, he's recruited by the Unspeakables and the Death Eaters at a young age. As he grows older, he constantly has to struggle to keep his footing around a manipulative and bored Dark Lord, who fancies mind games and intellectual entertainment.

Notes: In all honesty, I don’t have much to add. Epic Solemnity is a fantastic author though so make sure to check out their other works.

Hermione Granger’s Hogwarts Crammer for Delinquents on the Run by waspabi | Completed | 93.3k | Teen and Up

Pairing: Harry Potter/ Draco Malfoy

Summary: 'You're a wizard, Harry' is easier to hear from a half-giant when you're eleven, rather than from some kids on a tube platform when you're seventeen and late for work.

Notes: I live for this Au. I would give my right hand and make quite a few human sacrifices for a sequel to this story.

Rebirth by Athey | WIP | 269.7k | Mature

Pairing: Harry Potter/ Tom Riddle

Summary: Two boys grow up together in an orphanage, grow powerful at school, are torn apart by death and brought back together by rebirth. Horcruxes aren't the only way to live forever. Necromancy, reincarnation, TR/HP Slash dark!Harry.

Notes: Ah, reincarnation. I always figured that Harry’s type of immortality would be much more interesting than tom’s in this story. A little bit of smut near the end there so you might want to watch out for that.

#harry potter #fanfiction #tomarrymort #tomarry #drarry #snarry #rec list #Salazar slytherin #Honestly #i just love these

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kellachfromthewoods · 4 years ago

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So you want to know more about Kell’s captor

(The following information is all OOC - Mainly because I might need some holes prodded into the backstory even though it’s quite simple)

He is an ancient Roegadyn Black Wizard named Obsidian Goose, and yes, the disctinction is important to him. He considers the fools who follow Thaumaturgy and Shatotto’s Black Magic as ignorant to the truth of the world, and instead uses the “32 Black Words of Power” which have similar effects to thaumaturgy/black magic yet typically manifest as a beam and an explosion for direct spells, or instant results for indirect spells.

To him, they are a long lost tradition that stems from the 1st Umbral Era, introduced to him after painstakingly long research, and a bit of a benefactor (namely, an unjoined Ascian in disguise, trying to stir trouble because reasons) who helped steer his thirst for knowledge into the unknown. He has a large disdain for the Allagan Empire and its legacy on the world for obscuring scholars’ studies as many dare not delve into the depths he has.

He is extremely old and rarely seen outside of his cave, those who know of him share a rumor that he has spent at least a hundred namedays, yet anyone looking into his background would find that he’s often changed the first part of his name. If one were to investigate the Hellsguard mountains, they’d find a small village with a legend that one of their own betrayed the village and cursed them, named Black Goose. Other records would show Dark Goose, Jet Goose, Onyx Goose and ultimately, Obsidian Goose.

Part of the reason why he even agreed to the Garleans’ request is that they hinted at Kellach’s Allagan ancestry and gave him an important tip about a tablet that, while it hails from the fairly recent Fifth Astral Era, seems to have given him an inkling about locating another world.

Surprisingly enough, Obsidian Goose is not a cold hearted killer - and thus merely slept Kell when capturing him after using a low-level word of power. To anyone’s knowledge, he’s never truly killed a man, even though almost a quarter of his words of power would effectively do so - This speaks more to the potency of even the lowest levels of these than his desire to kill.

All he truly seeks is “mastery” of his craft, even though he has already attained it. He (erroneously) believes that there are more words of power to unlock (there aren’t) and that others should follow in his tracks (they should not - using these Words of Power will inevitably attract Ascian attention if they are in the area as well as Other Bad Things). He refuses to teach anyone until he has attained this mastery that he seeks.

Other than some old man eccentricities and having an insufferable ego, he’d likely get along with the rest of the Tower. He’ll just be side-eyeing

The 32 Black Words of Power

They are, effectively, 32 words spoken with a specific inflexion that use the Power of Creation the paragons used to wield. As such, they function entirely differently and practically a quarter of them serve solely to kill. While there are 32 White Words of Power, the knowledge was instead partially integrated into conjury/white magic through time, though some of the spells have gotten distorted over time.

While the words of power do not rely specifically on the user’s aether, they do require the user’s physical body and as such there is a limit on how much of them can be wielded in a singular day.

(tl;dr - he uses the FF1 black wizard spell list written out in zalgo, with the limitations of a level 50 black wizard)

#Kellach Woods #Obsidian Goose #FFXIV RP

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atamascolily · 5 years ago

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lilyliveblogs “terminator 2″ for the first time, part 2

When we last left off, I was a pile of shipper goo, so time to get back to the movie.

(Part one here)

Someone -- the female doctor we saw before who looks kinda like Sarah? -- watching the video, smoking. I think I can see how Sarah is going to escape now. Oh, wait, it's Sarah, with Dr. Silbermann, watching herself on screen. The two asshole guards are in the background. Her hair's combed. She's subdued. Silbermann is still a jerk.

She wants to see her son. Silbermann's not going to let her, is he? Asshole. She denies crushing a Terminator, their existence, claiming Cyberdyne covered up the evidence. Cut to '90s computer nerds in their cubes, doing experiments that are probably going to trigger Judgment Day. Like you do.

They're doing experiments on "it," and new employee wants to know where "it" came from, so Dyson the manager can tell the audience. "Don't ask," is the answer. Everyone's wearing clean suits, which can't be good. There's a door with two keys that needs two people to open it. Yeah, this really can't be good.

Showdown at the Cyberdyne factory with whatever Terminator goes rogue in here??

Cyberdyne has built a safe for that one little fragment they got from the original Terminator... maybe there are more in different jars; it's a really big vault. Yup, there's the arm. The manager stares at it, and you can see the muscles in his cheek twitch as he contemplates it. He's probably going to die by strangulation at the hands of the Terminator if this movie keeps up with its dramatic ironies.

Of course Silbermann won't let Sarah see her son, so she tries to strangle him with his own tie.

Arnold on a motorcycle spies John Connor on a motorcycle, and the game is on!!

I'm like... 90% certain that's the Los Angeles River that John Connor is cycling down... because it's channeled and running through LA and barely has any water in it and everybody LOVES to film there... going to wiki that later...

Fake police officer asking girls for info about John. They're also delightfully '90s. John is an the arcade, delighting in his ill-gotten funds.

Terminator has disguised his gun as a... box of roses? Did I see that right?

John is playing a fighter simulation that is SO MUCH A CALLBACK TO THE OPENING SCENE WITH ALL THE SHIPS TRYING TO KILL THE HUMANS.

The police dude ASKS THE PUNK FRIEND shows him John's photograph, and the friend says "Nah, I don't know him," BECAUSE HE KNOWS BETTER THAN TO TRUST THE COP. Of course this gets John's attention and they run. And then the friend tries to point the cop in the other direction, but the cop just shoves him aside.

(I'll say this much for the punk friend: he tried. He was a good friend.)

LOL, the fact that John Connor knows better than to trust cops is what saves him. Otherwise, he'd've been a sitting duck. Except he runs right into Arnold...

Arnold flips over the rose box, revealing the gun, and it looks like all hope is lost as the cop comes around the corner... and Arnold tells John to get down and shoots at the cops. His first line in the movie.

When this movie first came out, I bet the audience FLIPPED THEIR SHIT at this twist, but I was a) kinda tangentially aware of it from pop cultural osmosis and also b) that fake cop guy was HELLA SUSPICIOUS, so I'm just like... yeah!!! Because the only way to top being hunted by Arnold was to either a) BE HUNTED BY MULTIPLE ARNOLDS, or b) HAVE ARNOLD ON YOUR SIDE, and of course they went with the latter, because WHY NOT?

the cop's hit but gets back up, John is freaked out, and we the audience realize SOMETHING'S UP. A poor bystander gets murdered as the Terminator uses himself as a human shield to save John, who is screaming...

Arnold busts him into the voltage room out of the way and we have a Terminator on Terminator shoot-out, which is kinda incredible, except that Arnold has a bigger gun, so he gets to keep shooting while the police dude tries to recover from the impact.

That moment where the bullet holes are all silver-y as the police guy re-heals himself, and the CGI is obviously early '90s, but still quite effective and horrifying. And then he gets back up and they start grappling and going through walls AND NOW THEY'RE IN THE '90S MALL, OH MY GOD.

John Connor, not surprisingly, gets the fuck OUT. I wonder if Sarah told him what the Terminator looks like, and if he's surprised to see it defend him?

THE LIQUID METAL TERMINATOR LOOKING AT THE SILVERY-SKINNED MANNEQUINS IN THE MALL DISPLAY OH MY GOD.

LOL random dude snapping photos with his SLR he just happens to be carrying around.

John's motorcycle won't start for reasons of DRAMA, lol.

God, this new Terminator can run freakishly fast, it's inhuman.

Of course no one is going to question a cop chasing anyone, sigh...

(I feel like this movie works eerily well for social commentary in 2019 on SO MANY LEVELS.)

The running terminator runs up to a moving truck and tosses out the driver and keeps driving... wow.

ok, this is all great, but I really want more Sarah, where is Sarah in all this, will she ever talk to another woman in this movie PROBABLY NOT. How about more Kyle Reese flashbacks/dream sequences, can we have those? I am but a simple soul.

Okay NOW there's a chase scene in the Los Angeles riverbed.... that little tiny rivulet in the midst of all that concrete is the river. SOB.

Well, I gotta hand it to the human resistance for sending a Terminator after another Terminator, but it also works because JOHN CONNOR LIVED THROUGH THE EXPERIENCE AND REMEMBERS WHAT THE HELL HIS FUTURE SELF DID... timey-wimey paradox ball...

OH MY GOD THAT LEAP AS ARNOLD'S MOTORCYCLE LEAPS INTO THE RIVERBED. No wonder this movie is so frikkin' famous.

John Connor's bike getting run over by the truck is SO a callback to that tiny little toy truck getting run over by the Terminator in T1...

I like how the police Terminator is so focused on John Connor to the exclusion of ignoring the other Terminator unless he's actively in the way. The intensity in his blue-eyed stare is FANATICAL and inhuman and I love it because it's so gosh darn creepy.

Arnold shoots out the truck's tires, and it catches on FIRE. i love how arnold is prepared to shoot anything that comes out of the flames, but they've bought themselves at least a little time. Of course the CGI silver man comes out of the flames as soon as they leave and melts back to normal. He looks like the frikkin' Oscars statue, only silver.

Even his clothes regenerate back on, which raises interesting and troubling questions as to WHY since he couldn't just re-generate his clothes back on when he came out of the sphere, he had to steal them. I have no clue why this is.

Of course, Arnold and John stop in an alleyway to have their conversation. JOHN KNOWS THIS IS A TERMINATOR, OH MY GOD. (Do you think he feels bad for bad-mouthing Sarah earlier now??)

I think Arnold's talked more in this scene than he did in the entirety of T1, lol. The irony of him being John's father-figure now is just priceless, really.

John handles this much better than Sarah in T1, precisely because this is pretty much EXACTLY WHAT HIS MOM'S BEING TELLING HIM FOR AGES, so at least he has a FRAMEWORK for weird shit like this.

John Connor fighting alongside his own father and re-programming a Terminator to BE HIS OWN ADOPTED FATHER FIGURE OH MY GOD. No wonder he's so fucked up.

Arnold: "The T-1000 would definitely try to re-acquire you there." John: "You sure?" Arnold: "I would."

BAM. That's cold. I love it.

They go to a phone booth, and John doesn't have any quarters because he used them all at the arcade. He's going to try to warn his foster parents because he's not a complete asshole, but I... don't think the T-1000 is interested in killing them? Like, they already cooperated with this dude because he was in uniform. John doesn't seem to GET that not everybody responds to police the way he does.

Arnold slamming the machine to get more quarters is AMAZING and the look on John's face is PRICELESS. Also, parallels to his robbing the ATM earlier...

John's foster parents have a German shepherd that won't stop barking, oh this isn't good... the foster dad doesn't like the dog, which is further proof he's an asshole.Oh, wait, it’s John’s dog, this is probably the same dog we saw with Sarah at the end of T1 or its successor, ahhhhhhhh.

I really feel for Janelle. I feel like she's stuck in a relationship with this asshole Todd, and she deserves better and she's probably going to die, and I'm gonna feel bad about it.

Then we hear a gun cock, and she sticks her arm out, and we realize that holy shit, it's the Terminator mimicking Janelle's face as well as her voice, just like the Terminator did with Sarah's mother in T1, and we realize THAT's why she's being so OOC to John over the phone...

Arnold takes over the call and starts mimicking John's voice. John just stares. I think he's starting to get it.

The T1000 doesn't know the name of the dog. Arnold hangs up and tells John his foster parents are dead. Well, fuck. At least Janelle is dead. Too much to hope that the T1000 didn't just tie her up in the spare bedroom and Todd will find her later after "Janelle" goes to look for John? Sigh.

Nope. No luck. Todd is dead and the T1000 has shifted its arm to be a FRIGGIN' SWORD. Fuck, I didn't know they could do that.

This is supposed to be played as black comedy, but it's just horrific, really, even if the dude was an asshole.

Okay, I get it, the T1000 didn't steal the original cop outfit, he just mimicked it? along with the appearance? That's why he only took the gun. Only the earlier models needed to actually steal clothes.

Oh, good, we cut to Arnold explaining all this to John. Thanks, Cameron!

Oh, and now the T1000's going to kill the dog, right? Because it can. Sigh. And the dog's name is on the collar, so it knows that John knows that it wasn't really Janelle on the phone OR it was talking to a Terminator instead. Clever. Poor doggie. IT WAS TRYING SO HARD. IT DESERVED BETTER.

Sarah is being shown photos of the original Terminator from T1 from the security footage at the police station. Apparently, they saw him on mall footage, too. The police are mad that Sarah has no reaction and I'm like... you spent years telling her she was crazy, and NOW you want stuff from her?? Sigh. Is this the drugs that are responsible for her apathy or is it something else? I think she's contemplating her next move...

Silbermann being an ASSHOLE about it...

Honestly, not sure I blame Sarah for not cooperating given how she's been treated thus far... she knows from experience that even the most well-meaning officers are functionally useless against a Terminator because they don't really GET IT.

But she gets a paper clip. And knowing Sarah, that's all she needs to pick a lock and GTFO.

John says he grew up in Nicaragua as Sarah studied from paramilitary officers throughout Central and South America. He uses the word "shack up," which implies Sarah traded lessons for sex, but I hope... she found some sort of comfort there? It's clear from her hallucination she still desperately loves Kyle. SOB.

John realizes he's been an asshole about Sarah all this time because she WAS RIGHT ALL ALONG. The whole theme of this series is that pretty much everyone except for Kyle TOTALLY BELIEVED SARAH WAS CRAZY, so it's nice to see John finally back on track again. He's younger, so he hasn't been indoctrinated into the patriarchy quite as hard as everyone else in this movie.

of course they're going to go try to bust her out, but she might be out on her own by the time they get there...

But of course the T1000 is going to try to get her so he can copy her and he's going to kill her after that, because that's standard operating procedure. I'm not sure how a T101 would necessarily know that, but maybe he ran into some in the future before he was sent back? Whatever, it sounds plausible.

"Fuck you! She's a priority to me!" YEAH, JOHN, YOU TELL 'EM!!

I like how all these random muscle dudes are all coming over to investigate when John starts shouting about being kidnapped... only to be so confused when he blows them off. I'm sure the T1000 will be around to question them later, of course.

Oh, T101 is programmed to obey John Connor... even the younger version. LOLOLOLOL.

John is such a little shit. YOU CALLED THOSE PUNKS OVER TO HELP YOU, WHY ARE YOU BEING SUCH AN ASS NOW? All you had to do was say "Look, sorry, just a misunderstanding, we're good," and MOVE ON instead of this Macho power trip.

(I take back what I said about John and the patriarchy, btw.)

Oh my god, the random dude who tried to help his friend gets SHOT, WTF JOHN, THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT, YOU STARTED THIS!!!

In which John Connor learns that Terminators are NOT toys. DAMN STRAIGHT YOU LITTLE PUNK.

Of course the police can get into the state mental hospital without question. The guard doesn't even check ID or ask questions, just waves him through. (It probably saves his life, though.)

AAAAAHHHH, the creepy guard is assaulting Sarah when she's strapped down eww gross please no. I suppose I should be grateful it wasn't anything more graphic than him licking her face. She can't react because she's got the paper clip in her mouth.

(Kyle Reese would be so proud of her right now.)

Ahh, it's night, but everything's so brightly lit. This is going to be freakin' beautiful action scene.

Sarah ties her hair back! This is a symbolic gesture, of course, and a practical one, but also a huge question for me: what is she using for a hair tie? No way they gave her one... what is she improvising with?

AHHHH THE T1000 IS IN THE FLOOR HOLY FUCK THAT'S CREEPY. And that's how he acquired the guard when the guard walked over him. WOW.

So the gun on his hip when he originally shifts is a fake? It's part of him- because the T1000 can't make weapons. So he has to take the guard's gun. I think that's what happened?

It's going to be really hard for me to mourn when that asshole orderly that's assaulted Sarah gets what's coming to him. The only question is whether Sarah's going to get him first.

GOD SARAH CONNOR KICKING ASS IS SO SATISFYING. First the dude who assaulted her, and then Silbermann. Karma's such a bitch, isn't it?

John in his naivete order the T101 not to kill anybody, so he just shoots the guard in the legs instead. John, you'd better be more careful with your wording there....

Oh, goody, another underground parking garage...

Sarah comes face to face with the T101... awkward. She runs away before she sees John, only to get tackled. But the T101 comes to her rescue.

The female guard is the only one to bother him by knocking his shades off, lol.

AAHHHHHH THE TERMINATOR TELLS HER WHAT KYLE REESE SAID TO HER BECAUSE ADULT JOHN CONNOR TOLD HIM IT WAS THE ONLY WAY TO GET HER TO TRUST HIM (and also a freakin' great callback!!!)

Silbermann is watching the whole thing go down, he's probably going to spill it all to the T1000, of course...

Of course the T1000 just walks through the bars. Holy shit Silbermann is never going to get over the fact that Sarah was right all along. This is going to totally break him. Either that, or he'll double down on it.to save face. The only reason he survives is because he stays close to the wall and nobody cares enough to stop and deal with him.

AHHH, THE CGI WHEN HIS HEAD SPLITS OPEN IS BOTH TOTALLY FAKE AND ALSO HELLA CREEPY AND SILBERMANN IS WATCHING ALL OF IT, THEY'RE TOTALLY GOING TO LOCK HIM UP AFTER THIS OH MY GOD, KARMA.

Like, the uncanny valley of '90s CGI totally WORKS here, because it's just so fucking creepy. But it's also another sign that this is action and not horror, because action is less focused on blood and guts and gore--the reality and effects of violence.

Oh, good, they steal a car, because they weren't all going to fit on the motorcycle.

The T1000 has given up all subtlety now, and is just a giant silver amorphous human now. Oh, wait, now they ran out of money and he's human again.

LOLOLOLOL Sarah and T101 making John reload in the back seat because OF COURSE HE KNOWS HOW TO DO THAT, HE'S SARAH'S KID.

Sarah Connor is in her friggin' ELEMENT NOW, boys and girls.

god, it's like crossing the Terminator with Freddie Krueger or something (I almost typed "Freddie Mercury," and that's an interesting slip, given how much like mercury the silver goo reminds me of...)

Ahhh, Sarah hugs John and then lectures him for being stupid and reckless, and John just wants love and support... awwwww, he's trying so hard. I love Sarah, and she loves her son, but they don't always connect...

John doesn't want his mom or the T101 to see him crying, because patriarchy. Sigh.

The T101 sewing Sarah up is such a delicious callback to T1 on so many levels. And then she sews HIM up, oh my god.

BRAIN SURGERY ON A TERMINATOR, WOW.

The CPU of a Terminator is what's in the lab at Cyberdyne that they're experimenting on... which is going to become the core of Skynet... NO WONDER IT TRIES TO KILL EVERYONE, IT'S A FUCKING TERMINATOR AT HEART, IT'S ONLY DOING WHAT IT WAS PROGRAMMED TO DO!!!!

(this explains SO MUCH, honestly)

I wish John asserting his independence was NOT another example of a man telling Sarah Connor what to do, thank you very much. And I hate how she's literally relegated to the back seat, ugh. This is a great example of how horror tropes are more feminist-friendly than action.

John deigning to give his mother money is the most obnoxious thing ever, good for Sarah snatching it out of his hand, counting it, and handing him back a handful. We're supposed to find him endearing and relatable and I just keep wanting to smack him for his sexist bullshit.

Children playing with fake guns at the gas station, like that isn't symbolic of anything. John's seen too much now to take it lightly. Compare the children playing on the playground earlier in the movie with this.

wow, I’m still only halfway through the movie, who knew this was so deep

#Movie Reviews #terminator 2 #terminator

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seven-kittens-right-out-of-a-hat · 5 years ago

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OOC HC part 2

.Ages somewhere between eight to twelve weeks old. They are weened and can solid dry food. Those they look younger.

Powers:

Sloberry: She can fit though any small hole or crack it’s as if can turn her whole body into black liquid.

Mystic: Has psychic powers, she sometimes knows what will happen before it dose.

Brew: Is a healer, can magical heal others taking their pain, injury, sickness from their body into hers. While it will leave her body eventfully, she still is left very weak afterwards.

Tempest: Has weather powers.

Druid: Can make plants grow. He wants to be a garden cat.

Domino: Has illusion powers and disguise himself and others.

Drosslmeyer: Can make magical items.

They’re are happy-go-lucky cheerfully unaware or any danger or trouble they’re in. Cat-napped by Macavity? They’re just sneeze and try to give him a bath. And playfully jump and dodge out of the way should Macavity try to him them. There’s something on the very top of a junk pile they want? They’re just they’ll climb up the pile sending everything crashing down.

When not the junkyard in housecat forum what ever old cat is with them tom or queen get mistaken for their mother. The queens don’t mind it, but the toms ether get confused or offended.

They often get words or names mixed up. like Mungoteazer and Rumplejerrie

#cats the musical rp

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angel-of-death-2015 · 5 years ago

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A,F, H and U

A - Ships that you currently like a lot. (They don’t have to be OTPs because not everyone has OTPs.) Friendships, pairings, threesomes, etc. are allowed.

My ships that I really like right now are:

Connorline: Aveline de Grandpré x Ratonhnhaké:ton from Assassin’s Creed

Rojorave: Miguel Caballero Rojo x Master Raven from Tekken

Blackjac: Erron Black x Jacqui Briggs from Mortal Kombat

Talisto: Talia x Mephisto from LoliRock

Lukanette: Marinette Dupain-Cheng x Luka Coffaine (I forgot how to spell his last name) from Miraculous Ladybug (even though I left the show and most of the fandom)

Favorite BOTP:

Hanzo Hasashi/Scorpion and Kuai Liang/Sub-Zero from Mortal Kombat

Juleka Coffaine and Marinette Dupain-Cheng from Miraculous Ladybug

Kagami Tsurugi and Marinette Dupain-Cheng from Miraculous Ladybug

Kabal and Erron Black from Mortal Kombat

F - What’s the longest you’ve ever been in a fandom?

This is actually a tough question. I’d say the longest I’ve been in a fandom has been since 2013 in Tekken and a little longer in the Sonic the Hedgehog fandoms.

H - What is your favorite source text for fandom stuff (e.g., TV shows, movies, books, anime, Western animation, etc.)?

It’s gotta be from tv shows, books, and movies to a certain extent. TV shows are pretty much right there and aren’t really sourced anywhere else like they’re gonna be put into a book you know? But if it’s under a circumstance like books getting adapted into movies, then you gotta stick with the text most of the time because a lot of movies usually stray away from the source from the book and turn into something completely different.

U - Three favorite characters from three different fandoms, and why they’re your favorites.

WHY WOULD YOU MAKE ME ANSWER SUCH A HARD QUESTION ROOTY? WHY???

Jacqui Briggs from Mortal Kombat: Listen, I FELL IN LOVE WITH HER WHEN I SAW HER OKAY??? SUE ME. She’s such a BEAUTIFUL character! She’s literally the daughter of an OG character and she just wants to join the military to keep Earthrealm safe and keep her dad safe. Not only is she a fun, witty character, she looks like me. I love her because she looks like me. And on top of that, she actually has a great best friend and has a canon non-white love interest! HE LITERALLY CALLED HER BEAUTIFUL IN THE MIDDLE OF A BATTLE WHEN SHE THOUGHT HE WAS GONNA GO BLIND AFTER ACID WAS SPAT IN HIS FACE! I’m super protective over her because of the blatant racism and misogynoir she faces from the fandom. I’ve seen people make her super OOC in fanfics just so that they can ship Takeda with Cassie, Jin, or somebody else and just state that she’s asexual just because. Now, Jacqui being asexual isn’t a problem. The problem was that people straight up labeled her as that all because she’s black and isn’t supposed to have a love interest because “she don’t need no man”. And even though I have my crack ship with her and Erron, people are gonna have to pry my Jakeda from my cold, dead hands.

Aveline de Grandpré from Assassin’s Creed: Again I FELL IN LOVE WITH HER. She’s such an underrated assassin despite being the first black female assassin ever! I love how her story actually fits with who she is as a character. I just wish that her game was longer because even though her entire plot is good, you can still feel some holes there and it would’ve been much more powerful if more things were added into her story. Plus, have you seen a lady beat the shit outta muggers and colonizers and slave owners in an 18th century dress??? And looking good in it??? Like Jacqui, she’s been treated poorly by the fans and the developers and people keep dis-crediting her because her game wasn’t on a huge main console. Plus she makes more sense as an assassin because of her disguises. What’s the use of being secretive if donning your assassin robes every time you go to out to kill somebody? Part of being secretive is blending in with the crowd and that’s the one thing that Aveline does with her outfits. I just love her and want more to be done with her. I’m trying to do more with my fanfics and fanarts despite my progress but I gotta start somewhere! And you should hear her OST. IT’S FUCKING FIRE.

Aqua from Kingdom Hearts: I looooove this girl! She’s super cute and actually fun to play with! She, along with Terra and Ven truly deserve better. After she lost Terra and Ven in their own ways, homegirl was left in the darkness for about eleven years. I’ll never forgive Mickey’s bitch ass for leaving her there and forgetting about her. Aqua bent over backwards to try to save her friends and her home from Master Xehanort and had to fight off illusions of happiness in the realm of darkness. I still haven’t finished KH3 yet, but I know that she reunites with Terra and they all have a happy ending. It’s what Aqua deserves after being manipulated by Master Xehanort and having to lose Master Eraqus, Terra, and Ven. These three were one of the three trios that technically didn’t get a happy ending and the villain won. So I’m all for Aqua getting the happiness she deserves. I really wanna cosplay her but I need to find blue hair that I’ll actually wear on a daily basis and not just for cosplaying for one day. I’d wear a wig but my scalp doesn’t agree with any wigs that I wear.

#angel answers #mortal kombat #lolirock #assassin’s creed #miraculous ladybug #tekken #kingdom hearts

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niivosus · 6 years ago

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Omg don’t laugh!! Who is Gravitas? Where is he from?!

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Oh, my god, how can I laugh when I want to cry? You want to know about my terrible boy! The hardest part about this is that I don’t even know where to start, lol.Let’s see: Gravitas is my original character designed for the IDW Transformers fandom. His carrier (mother) is my longtime canon muse, Cyclonus, and his sires (fathers) are Galvatron, Scourge, and Dinobot. He is, as well, the ‘twin’ brother of his sister, Veritas.Gravitas is a Cybertronian - an ancient, pseudo-immortal, and highly technologically/medically/militaristically advanced alien race of giant, sentient robots. However, his creators were already in the throes of conquering other planets and building their own empire (specifically to be the birthright to their unborn heirs) in reminiscence of the way that their own homeworld had once been, making Gravitas the prince of the Neo-Cybertronian Empire.Appearance-wise, Gravitas obtains the majority of his facial features, power, and physique (body height and shape; armour-type and weapon types; weight) from Galvatron. His beastmode, however, is obtained from the genetics of Dinobot, making him a beastformer rather than a machineformer; specifically, he is a Fuzor beastformer on account that his beastmode is made up of more than one beast (a draconian-like reptile and a bear).There’s is an entirely other half of Gravitas’s story that involves the Dead Universe - a dark, gruesome dimension that can be accessed through any singularity (Black Hole). Anything and anyone who enters without a protective shield/forcefield of some sort becomes ‘infected’ and ‘undead’, bound to the dimension where eternal suffering, starvation, and decay is all that awaits them. An ancient god-like entity, known as the D-Void, exists there, having once imprisoned Galvatron, Cyclonus, and Scourge for over six million years, influencing/controlling them to do its bidding in order; to set in motion a mission that would allow it to feast on the entirety of Cybertron and convert the planet into a massive portal, in which it would then be able to emerge from the Dead Universe and begin to consume all life.Things, however, did not go according to plan (as all things do), and the canon-divergent roleplay story begins with Cyclonus, Galvatron, and Scourge being reborn (though separated to different corners of the universe countless millennia) after a momentary collapse of the Dead Universe; however, their sparks (hearts) remained infected by the D-Void, the entity often tormenting them in their minds (especially Cyclonus). Before the journey that had inevitably landed them in the Dead Universe, Cyclonus had been unaware that he was carrying (pregnant). In the Dead Universe, the D-Void intentionally infected and corrupted the twinsparks with its touch, and the twinsparks went into hibernation once Cyclonus escaped/was reborn, only to reawaken once he was reunited with Galvatron (his sparkmate/soulmate).When the twins were ‘born’, it was made evident in their early infancy that they were infected and afflicted with ‘Voidsickness’, a consequence that the original trio had suffered from when they were outside of the Dead Universe for too long - starvation, lethargy, agony; decaying. To mitigate this, Gravitas’ creators would periodically take them into the Dead Universe to feed and soak in the atmosphere there. As Gravitas grew older and larger, his physical appetite increased and worsened, having both the hunger from Voidsickness and from being a beastformer (and a large one at that). There are several events that take place through his childhood, adolescence, and adulthood that shape him into who is, and I still have an an old timeline (specifically when Dinobot died; he was his ‘true’ father, the one who raised him) for the majority if you’d like to take look at it!FOR INTERACTIVE PURPOSES:Gravitas inherited Sire Dinobot’s private intergalactic ship, the Axalon-2, after his death, and it has been Gravitas’ sole transportation around several galaxies. He roams the universe, following his sire’s maps for the adventure, creating a social network of his own, marking down the intricate cycles of planets for easy, periodic hunting, and terrorizing/destroying small civilizations as is his natural inclination to do as a Warlord/Conqueror-type Cybertronian (inherited from Galvatron).Gravitas possesses several pieces of technology that help him interact with others, especially if they’re a different species (or a different height):

Solid-Light Projection Generator (a.k.a. Holomatter, Holoform, or Holo-Avatar) is a piece of Cybertronian technology that allows mechanoids, like Gravitas, to create a disguise that mimics the appearance of the native life on the planet they’re visiting. A holomatter is not the same as a hologram; a holomatter disguise is as solid and tangible as another of that species, but it does possess the option to become intangible like a hologram if needed. Little bits of information (both canon and headcanon):

The projection of the holo-avatar is limited to 400-500 miles from the controlling mechanoid’s body, even when separated by solid walls.

The holo-avatar is able to wink/blink in and out of existence without warning or traces, like a simple flick of a light switch. (Therefore, anything that Gravitas wears that isn’t a part of his holo-avatar’s original design will drop to the floor; this also means that he has the ability to ‘will away’ his holo-avatar’s original clothing.)

The updated software for the holomatter generators allows the mechanoid to customize their holo-avatar to better fit their personality/interests/beliefs (including gender; hairstyle, hair color, eye color; ethnicity; clothing fashion; permanent marks on the mechanoid’s body, such as scars, peircings, tattoos, etc.).

Gravitas’ human holo-avatar is a tall, heavily muscular, pale-skinned Caucasian male. He stands at 6′9′’ and weighs in at approximately 280lbs of muscle; his hair is shaggy and dark brown; his eyes are lilac (a carry over from his mechanoid’s design; his optical color); his right ear holds two black helix piercings (a carry over from his mechanoid’s design; his right horn is drilled through with two obsidian rings); his original clothing is a simple black, metal/rock band t-shirt (I often just screw around and give it a different band name each time it’s mentioned LOL), a black belt with a rectangular steel buckle (the design etched into it being his family’s emblem, which double’s as Neo-Cybertronian Empire’s insignia), a pair of dark, acid wash jeans, and a pair of black combat boots. If he’s being interacted with after he’s been exiled from his family and home, then he will have a set of deep, grotesque, charred-like scars on the right side of his face (starting from the edge of his ear and beneath his eye, angled down across his cheek to the corner of his mouth and chin), inflicted by his sister on his mechanoid body. (See the timeline for when and why the attack and exile happened!)

A holo-avatar was never intended to be used in battle or as a weapon. It is strictly for the purpose of camouflage and covert operations, especially on worlds that are hostile towards mechanoids or visits from foreign alien races. The holo-avatar is only as strong and durable as the species it’s imitating. Damage or obliteration to the holo-avatar can cause death or “severe impairment" to the mechanoid “if their consciousness is not withdrawn in time”. When utilizing their holo-avatar, the mechanoid is extremely vulnerable. Those highly experienced with using a holomatter generator are capable of splitting their consciousness across both their mechanoid bodies and their holo-avatars, interacting with the environment in both forms, no matter the distance between them, and minimizing the vulnerabilty. Gravitas, however, has never felt the want or need to train himself into mastering this technique (up until visiting the Milky Way Galaxy and Earth, he had rarely had a need to use it), therefore in order to activate his holo-avatar, he must put his mechanoid form into stasis lock (a form of deep, deep sleep or unconsciousness). Because of this, his entire consciousness either enters his holo-avatar, or he has it straddling between, leaving his mechanoid frame defenseless inside the walls of his spaceship. If there were an emergency, such as his ship or unresponsive mechanoid body being threatened, shutting down his holomatter generator and settling his consciousness back into his mechanoid frame will be more dangerous and if he had simply remained in his holo-avatar. Rebooting his systems and emerging from the depths of stasis lock will put him entirely defenseless if the threat were to attack or breach his ship. If he remains in his holo-avatar, he will at least still have he ability to fight off/lure away whatever has discovered his ship as best he can.As stated before, serious injury or damage to the holo-avatar reflects injury to his mechanoid body’s neuralnet. (e.g. If he breaks his arm in his holo-avatar, the pain will be reflected across both bodies, and his mechanoid body’s arm will be unresponsive, the circuitry damaged and in need of repair, unless he allows it to heal first in his holo-avatar.)

A holo-avatar is a solid, tangible mass and is capable of experiencing/exploring most (if not all) of the bodily functions, senses and sensations of the species’ its imitating, including bleeding, crying, eating / drinking, urinating / defecating, producing sexual fluids, etc. (If they so choose, that is.) The more realism that they choose wield with their disguise, the deeper their neuralnet (brain, nervous system, ‘heart’, etc.) and subconsciousness will be ingrained into the holo-avatar, worsening their vulnerability.

His real-life and animated faceclaims:

Mass-Displacement Glove is derived from old, still-utilized Cybertronian technology that allows a mechanoid, especially machineformers, to shrink their body for certain missions or when switching to their alternate mode. The Mass-Displacement technology has been shown to come in various forms, both natural and invented, including:

Elemental Particle Control Beam.

Parts Compression/Origami Transformation. When a mechanoid has several layers of armour that either compress or expand to makes their alternate mode physically smaller/larger than their robotic mode).

Mass Conversion. A genetically acquired ability that the mechanoid naturally compress their bodies when they switch to their alternate mode (e.g. Soundwave and Blaster, when they shrink to a human-sized version of their boombox-stereo altmodes).)

Mass-Displacement Sequence. An algorithm that can be activated and shrink the mechanoid when they shift to their alternate mode (e.g. Megatron when he shifts to an accurately sized fusion-pistol), however this method is exceedingly dangerous as the amount of mass loss gives off a violent, electrical energy discharge over the surrounding area of the mechanoid, capable of causing injury to anyone in its reach.

Mass-Displacement Gun. A weapon that can be wielded by one mechanoid to shrink other mechanoids (and then can be stored in in a convenient miniaturized state).

The mass-displacement glove is fingerless to the second set of knuckles and is made from a black, elastic microfilament mesh. It is designed to fit securely (with minimal slippage or adjusting) over the left servo / hand, moulding to its size and shape. Embedded into the wristband and the back of the hand lies the touch-sensitive system controls that allows the wielder to adjust the amount of displacement desired (whether to enlarge or shrink) before activation. It is weaponized along the knuckles with Bleedback receptors (amethyst jewel-like plating that, with every landed punch, the receptors sap the opponent’s energy from their body and immediately convert it into reusable energy, increasing the wielder’s strength and the ability to land harder, more brutal punches. When Gravitas activates the glove and shrinks down, his displaced mass is redirected / shunted into his subspace storage pockets, private inter-dimensional transwarp spaces that mechanoids command and are able to personal paraphernalia (things as small as weapons, to as large as Optimus Prime’s trailer, to as inconceivable as one’s own mass).TL;DR:

Gravitas is a giant, alien, beast-forming robot.

He is approximately 8,000,000 years old and stands at 48ft (including his horns).

He is the son of an ancient planet-conqueror; the son of a religious warrior; the son of a god-touched Outlier; the son of one of the original beastformers created.

He is plagued by two separate illnesses that, if not carefully monitored consistently, will leave him vulnerable and/or bring him to death.

He is able to cross over into an entirely different dimension; a dimension of eternal darkness, starvation, and roaming grotesque creatures.

He possesses technology that allows him to operate in a human-like disguise (or can mass-displace his mechanoid frame to human-average height).

He possesses no morals or conscience that would immediately steer him away from doing abhorrent things if provoked. He will attack and eat anything; he will attack and abuse anything; he will attack and rape anything. He views the majority of females of any species as the ‘inferior / weak / submissive’ sex and are often his preferred choice of prey. He holds violent, supremacist beliefs against machineformers (much like his father held violent, supremacist beliefs against beastformers, that ultimately led to their genocide).

Gravitas is a VILLAIN without recognizing that he is one. He has no concept of ‘good’ or ‘evil’. Only survival, dominance, and claiming.

#[ask the mun]#[tw: long post]#[tw: noncon]#// lol I have no idea if you're still around to read this Anon ;-; sorry it took so long

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chaldeanordeal · 23 days ago

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King Arthur, my good friend King Arthur. Totally not [redacted] the [redacted]. No, that's King Arthur. Look at her famous.. blue hair! A-And uh.. green eyes! That she's famous for!!

#Black Hole in Disguise ;; OOC #me looking over the potential muse list: it's perfect. nobody will see through the ruse!

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lionsoathes-blog · 7 years ago

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TAG DUMP.

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les-bi-katamari · 7 years ago

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SESSION 19 (5/20/2018)

Nemeth is in shock. Ghorza goes to her as others are securing the Malefactor – she’s whispering apologies to her parents. Ghorza and Apphia help to calm her a bit.

[“She’s very tall, very lean, she- she’s a long bitch!”]

Ghorza suggests her not being there for the interrogation of the remaining cultists, considering what happened last time. She invites Nemeth to go with her, which she does – they go to the kitchen, and Ghorza makes an amazing snack. Ivandra hauls off Megs for a Talk.

Meanwhile, the rest of the party is back with the Malefactor. It takes Apphia a couple of tries to charm them, and even then, this person doesn’t really HAVE a friend

Amarith – handling things back in Rothanvar. A mage the boss picked up. Doing research for the Tarjanir project, ‘weird stuff’ on the Astral Plane.

Things have been getting extremely tense among the cult back in Rothanvar, apparently, where there are ~seven of the cultists left. There’s also been a plague – no normal symptoms

They’re holed up in Rothanvar castle. Corvin is 100% on Reaver’s side, he’s been promised the Almaur on a silver platter and doesn’t know it’s all a lie.

It’s just then that we hear a horse arriving, a rider pounding at the door – it’s Valden, the mook from the Vardanes’ barn. He’s very badly wounded, but shouting out “MEGS? GHORZA? Oh, thank God, you’re here. Juna’s alive. They attacked –“ he collapses, and Apphia and Cadence rush over to heal him.

He confirms that all of the Vardanes are alive, if badly shaken – Juna was injured, but had a healing potion – and are now up at the castle with the Margravine. Juna’s wards kept Anchasra out, and Eric killed at least one.

When the cultist is asked about whether the cult has people in Isvanir, we’re told that they sort of do – at least, contacts there, but they’re not Reaver’s, they’re working with someone else. They’re not sure.

It turns out that about 15 cultists had left Rothanvar for Tarjanir. “We’re gonna bring something through – something huge. That’s why we need the lens. We have enough to open a portal – PLENTY to open a portal – but not enough for whatever he’s gonna bring through.”

“Galaias is – look. Say you’ve got a big rabid animal, and someone else is getting entrenched. You wanna go mess ‘em up, so you set the huge animal loose.”

“The original lens would be best, but I think Amarith’s working on something that could get the job done.”

OOC, we discuss the relative merits of slitting this guy’s throat. Megan is allllll for it, but Apphia isn’t. Ghorza would be in a moral quandary, but she’s not there! She’s in the kitchen eating Ghorza’s fantastic scones. While they eat, Ghorza tells her a little story, just something nice to give her a distraction, something else to think about – it does help a little bit. Nemeth draws a bit closer as they sit, and leans in to rest her head on Ghorza’s shoulder as she talks. [I tear up irl.]

We make arrangements – we’ll be taking Ghorza and Brianne’s mothers and Brianne’s three younger siblings to stay at Castle Aldess along with the Vardanes, since Anchasra wasn’t aware of that. Ivandra is going north, to help Aren hold the line.

We also decide we should deal with the fiends right now, today. Ivandra tries to suggest that she could just go talk to them to try and convince them to hold off for a while, but we convince her not to – it’s not worth getting Glasya’s claws deeper into her. We tell our families and have them start to evacuate, then head right there.

Apphia chooses to become the hyper-bubbly Minna again, to everyone’s great confusion. She links arms with both Ivandra (also disguised) and Brianne, and starts cheerily leading them to the First Homestead. Nemeth is delighted, and starts playing along immediately, linking arms with Ghorza and keeping up the prattle all the way there. Ghorza was not prepared to suddenly be in a fake-dating non-AU today and is flustered.

[Me: “Omg I just realized – once we hit 7 and Ghorza takes her first level of paladin, she and Nemeth will be gal paladins!”]

Our cover names: Minna (Apphia), Anissa (Nemeth), Helen (Ghorza).

‘Minna’ gets their door number from the innkeeper, who seems in awe of the fiends. We get there, spend a while pretending to be interested, and Ghorza asks about their goddess’s position on the Blood War.

We have them outnumbered and surrounded, but one drops a fireball on us. We pour on the hurt faster than they can, and one of them goes down to a [critical] lightning spell from Apphia, who screams “Your mistress should NEVER have touched someone I love!”

Ghorza lays into the other devil with powerful blows, but is met with yet more hellfire, overwhelming her. She roars in defiance, not ready to go down just yet – and then Sabira ALSO drops a Fireball on the party.

She flees, screaming “MURDERERS,” and in a flash, Ivandra is out the door after her – she hisses “NOT THIS TIME!” and fires a jet of black magical energy. Sabira’s cries choke off, and we hear the sound of stone cracking and shattering.

We make it downstairs, where Cadence is holding the innkeep off the ground to much protest and Megs is trying to calm the crowd and convince them that the nice ladies were actually very bad. Ghorza shouts “Demons! Hellfire!” which, for some reason, does not have the same effect on the panicked civilians as it did on the Isvaniran soldiers the other day. Weird.

We end the session there. And we’re up to level seven! GAL PALADINS CONFIRMED!

#recap #day 7

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