#I am also doing this uh... personal project thing where I might upload some of my writing on the interwebs soon..

[benjaminthewolf]

Cliff Steele (Doom Patrol) Lol

*sigh* so…sorry for disappearing for a week…I was PLANNING on carving out time in my schedule to work on another non-vore project of mine but

1 I completely forgot about Valentine’s Day

2 Next week at my school we have wed-fri off and then the week after that we have Monday off so…

I’m just gonna be going back to remastering the first season of The Story Of P.O.V.

Also I think I’m going to be moving into weekly uploads and post on Monday so yeah.

Anyway enjoy the vore

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“UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH!” the habitually suffering robotic member of the Doom Patrol known as Cliff Steele emphatically groaned out as he rather aggressively slammed the door behind him. “I have seen…A LOT of shit during my time in this stupid fucking team…” he grumbled to himself under his breath as he hobbled his way inside of the Doom Mansion’s premises. “But THAT? THAT JUST MIGHT TAKE THE CAKE!”

Cliff had just about managed to clank his way over to one of the many sets of stairs in the mansion which would lead him on up to his room, as all he ultimately wanted to do for right now, was simply lock himself inside and once again spend the significant majority of the rest of his day attempting to figure out just how he had ended up in this position. Unfortunately for him at the moment, however, this straightforward plan was absolutely not destined to be put forward; as Cliff had not come back unnoticed, and was not going to be able to make it up the staircase without being followed, as a result.

“Larry, I swear. If you even ATTEMPT to pry into what happened back there, I am PERSONALLY going to-” the robotic man began to growl out to his fellow team member in a semi-belligerent tone.

“UH-nonononono! No! No I wasn’t!” Larry Trainor almost immediately stuttered back in order to quelch the rising anger before it bloomed. This simple admission appeared to have the intended effect, causing his good friend Cliff to let forth most of the anger with a sigh.

He now knew he wouldn’t be questioned, but he still knew that something was up. Most of the Doom Patrol just kinda left the man to his devices whenever he got ticked off, and yet Larry, as was now more evident than ever, was a single exception. He kinda wondered why that was, and yet he also simultaneously felt as though he somewhat knew the answer. As a result of all of this, Cliff knew implicitly that Larry wasn’t going to leave his side until he got him to cheer up, an assumption that was all but confirmed the moment that Larry once again spoke up.

“So…you don’t have to tell me what happened…” he awkwardly began to stammer forth beneath his specialized facial bandages.

“Uh, yeah, you just told me that five seconds ago!”

“.....I just want to make sure we’re not going to find you lying curled up on the floor in a fetal position while clutching your subsequently fallen blanket and whimpering about not even being able to cry anymore…again.”

Cliff’s robotic body positively sagged from the emotional fatigue. He hated nothing more than to be called out on those things, and yet he still knew it was true, and thus could not become angry over it as a result.

“...and I assume that you think you have a better solution?”

“...well…yeah.”

Cliff dragged out another sigh. He had a feeling he knew where this was going, but wasn’t quite ready to say it out loud, lest risk his fellow patrol members overhear him.

Larry, sensing Cliff’s apprehension, swiftly took hold of his hand, in an attempt to console the man somewhat.

“...how about this, we go up to your room together and lock the door. That way nobody can walk in on us.”

Cliff at the very least attempted to buy himself some time by standing still. He now knew for sure what Larry was talking about, yet didn’t want to outright admit he was warming up to the thought. So, instead of saying it, he instead took but a single, minute step towards the stairwell, letting Larry know he was ready.

****

“You’re sure that door is locked?” Cliff attempted to triple check with Larry at his door before they finally began.

“*Sigh* Yes Cliff, I am sure.” Larry swiftly responded whilst giving the locked door knob a few unsuccessful twists just to settle the robotic man’s angst over being interrupted.

“Good. Alright then, get over here! The sooner this gets started the sooner I’ll start feeling better!”

Proceeding to clamor his way onto the large bed, Larry promptly shrugged his shoulders, whilst the mechanical body of Cliff began preparing itself for the process.

“I’m really gonna have to thank Cyborg for this next time he shows up…” was the very last thing Cliff murmured to himself before he finally unveiled his maw.

The aforementioned Cyborg in question had indeed given Cliff an artificial digestive system the last time he had teamed with the Doom Patrol, complete with false saliva and everything, all therefore allowing for the formerly wholly metallic and compact body of Cliff Steele to be able to house many easily expandable organs, as well as a similar functioning throat.

He was also finally able to taste again due to the artificial tongue he had gotten, however, currently, that wasn’t exactly something Cliff was happy about, as the second he had lifted Larry high enough to fit his whole head into his maw, the sudden, rough, fabric-like flavor inherently present upon the man’s bandages began to flood onto his taste buds. He knew he wasn’t going to say anything, of course, he had already decided he wanted to do this, and so instead of groaning or gagging, simply continued to gently hold onto Larry’s presence inside his maw, the slimy, squishy, seemingly entirely natural ambiance of the area giving him a burgeoning sense of hope that someday, he may gain most of his prior human functions back to some degree, and be able to live somewhat normally as a result.

Regardless of all that, for now, Cliff needed to get Larry down into his artificial stomach, and to that end, he gently tilted back his own head to allow gravity to drag the man downwards somewhat, as he grasped ahold of his torso that was still hanging outside. Cliff proceeded to widen open his gullet, revealing onto Larry the beginnings of the oncoming drop, as well as the plump, dangling uvula lying casually in the back just as it did in all biological humans.

Once Larry’s head was nicely inserted into Cliff’s gullet, the robotic man on the outside took a couple of seconds in order to let it settle in, that he could now, finally, experience the sensation that was swallowing. Gulping rather hard in order to squeeze all of Larry’s head into his throat, Cliff could feel the man’s torso getting inserted into his maw, whilst the rapidly salivating robot began to gently knead over the enlarged, bulging form that was Larry’s head inside of his throat.

Larry himself was well aware of just how elating this experience had to be for his friend. Ever since his initial accident, he had yearned all so badly to be able to once again enjoy all the minute biological facets that were to come with being human. Now, however, thanks to Cyborg, so much more of that yearning could finally be satisfied. Thus, he didn’t really want to interrupt the naturally important moment by abruptly speaking up, and simply remained silent as Cliff proceeded to swallow again, subsequently squelching the upper half of his body into the constricting, squishy esophagus. Thanks to his experience with the donkey, Larry did, indeed, know what an entirely biological esophagus felt like, and was as such able to internally marvel at the meticulous, attentive nature at which this robotic one had been put together, as Larry was barely even able to sense a difference. The only single factor that would tip him off to the contrary in a situation where he didn’t know, was that after Cliff swallowed once more, his head was now near to where a heartbeat would normally be discernible, and yet because of Cliff’s mechanical nature, none was indeed present.

Nonetheless, Cliff on the outside was absolutely ecstatic at the prospect of being able to feel something filling up his new, mechanical stomach, and as a result, finally swallowed for the last required time, before heaving forth a rather giant sigh (without actually breathing out any air, of course, as he possessed no lungs), whilst his beloved Larry within was effortlessly squelched further down and towards the awaiting chamber below.

Cyborg had indeed added in the natural ambiance that was to come along with a biological stomach, using some form of a speaker of course, and it was this white noise that Larry was able to detect when he neared the lower esophageal sphincter. Finally reaching the aforementioned natural value (well, natural in a human digestive system of course, but certainly not for Cliff,) Larry’s head was thus was squelched out into the squishy, wet organ within, causing the sensors in the area to immediately take note of him as such, and promptly pick up their churning as the rest of Larry’s body slipped in.

Cliff on the outside was positively overwhelmed with the pleasant feelings from his middle as his newfound mechanical gut promptly expanded outwards in a giant, tight bulge in order to house its current meal. Cliff let out a good lot of rambling, intelligile murmurs, that which Larry was naturally able to pick up, letting him know as such that he should probably just let the man be, and enjoy the sensation he produced.

Laning up into the squishy, smoothened form that was the goopy, slime-coated artificial stomach, Larry proceeded to give the sensitive, churning walls a bit of a pat, in order to let Cliff know he was okay, since due to not wanting to interrupt, he hadn’t really signaled anything to his robotic friend before now. Proceeding to adjust his sitting position and casually cross his legs inside the gurgling, swirling form of Cliff’s stomach, Larry finally shrugged his shoulders, and began to settle down for his stay. He didn’t know exactly when he would be let out, but really, at this point that all just boiled down to “Whenever the fuck Cliff decides.” Larry didn’t exactly mind that, though. The equally artificial warmth that the organ was able to produce began to seep into his being through his clothes and bandages, as did a bit of the gopiness against the walls (his lower half was already entirely soaked in the currently harmless liquids inside,) and thus, the entire, overall occurrence felt honestly rather relaxing, especially in light of all the consistent hero work that the members of the Doom Patrol partook in. Nuzzling himself deeply into the shifting, slickened walls as a result, Larry concluded his thoughts on the matter by simply reminding himself of just how much this meant to Cliff, before finally moving on.

Cliff on the outside, meanwhile, was positively reveling within the glory that was his currently expanded gut. Patting, glomping, and rubbing over the thing whilst his artificial tongue flopped hazily out of his mouth, Cliff was barely even able at this point, due to the flood of the pleasure moments ago, to formulate coherent thoughts. Given just how many of his thoughts nowadays were either grumpy, aggressive, or otherwise pessimistic, Cliff actually did entirely prefer his current state, though he obviously couldn’t consciously comment on it. Thus, laying silent within the privacy of his locked room, Cliff, the decidedly robotic man that had spent so long suffering due to this state, was now, finally, at long, long last, able to experience what it was like to be full.

[hel7l7]

hello! could you recommend me books that explore teenage mental health issues?

Dear anon,

Yes ofcourse! I love this question. I actually did my school project on YA books about mental health so, yessss.

Aside from the mental health issues these books often also deal with other subjects, it's not like it's only mental health focussed, but I felt like since the question was specific about that I would put the specific subjects surrounding mental health under the titles rather than the whole explanation of the story. Let's see

Well one of my personal favourites: History is all you left me - Adam Silvera [ grief, ocd, lgbtq+ ] I really love this book! It deals with big topics but in a way that makes it easy to read.

Girl in Pieces - Kathleen Glasgow [ self harm, trauma, addiction ]

Turtles all the way down - John Green [ ocd, anxiety ] Optimists die first - Susin Nielsen [ ocd, anxiety ] Not Otherwise specified - Hannah Moskowitz [ eating disorders ] But like, not in the "classic" way. Otherwise I would not recommend it. Sinner - Maggie Stiefvater [ addiction ] -Ish, it's not really the regular addiction story since it's fantasy. But I do love this book a lot! It is part of a series, but you could also read it as standalone I guess? Last night I sang to the monster - Benjamin Alire Sáenz [ addiction ] I gave this one only two stars on goodreads but idk...? Paperweight - Meg Haston [ Eating disorders, trauma, grief ] Made you up - Francesca Zappia [ Schizophrenia ]

The foxhole court - Nora Sakavic (all for the game series) [ trauma, abuse, self harm, addiction, LGBTQ+ ] It is in some way with some mental health shit. But while it's at the same time a fun series it's also like really fucked up. And sometimes too explicit to my taste. ( here's a list of the trigger warnings for the first book, and you'll get the idea. ) Six of Crows - Leigh Bardugo [ addiction, trauma, LGBTQ+ ] THIS TRILOGY IS SO GOOD THAT I WISH I COULD EXPERIENCE THE FIRST TIME READING IT AGAIN. It's also fantasy and I sort of hate fantasy but this was good! (more specific trigger warnings)

The art of feeling - Laura Tims [ chronic pain (not a mental health issue but has an impact on that), depression, trauma ] I think I cried while reading this one. Which is rare!

(My goodreads says it was cliche but that I had to keep reading once I got into it. Which happens to me a lot.) Invincible - Amy Reed [ terminal illness, addiction ] I see a lot of people on goodreads HATING this book because of how the characters behave which I find interesting because I found it just so interesting how the people behaved and why. My psychology loving brain went wild on this one. And it hit close to home, so maybe I was biased. It has been a while since I read this but I gave it 5 stars on goodreads. (also it has a second book which I found out way too late after reading it.)

Well this are a few of the books I've read that I feel like are worth recommending. I hope it helps you a bit!

Note: I read some of these books like years ago and my memory is shit when it comes to remembering book details, so I am sorry if there's horrible shit in here. Also I am a sucker for angsty books that hurt. Which may be good to keep in mind as well haha.

[itsohh]

Have you read Keep the wolves away on AO3? You and the author should collab and give us more r6 x reader content 👀

Oh ho ho hoooo, no I haven't! I actually haven't been a lot into the R6 tags on AO3. I've been a bit for I think maybe doc and uhhhh Kapkan, (the Eliza and Kali x reader tags are my pet projects to get made common.)

I'm def gonna binge read this tonight as my bedtime story (✪ ω ✪) so thanks a bunch for recommending this, I'm always a slut for fic recommendations. That being said on a collab imma be real for yah this fic hadn't been updated in 2 years and the writer hasn't uploaded for a year. I, unfortunately, think the writer might have dipped from the fanfiction scene.

Collabs in general I think I'm a bit weird on writing (for me anyway) cause I don't want to intrude on other people's ideas (it gets awkward if you envision a character differently too) spesh in such an open-ended characterisation of characters. I personally tend to focus on their psych reports and build up on that with their voice lines and whatnot (which is why Kali is so interesting to me cause she cares about lives sure but then she also cares about being the best and having risks that pay off, I could talk about her for hours lmao don't get me started)

God that being said I am just horrible in group projects (high school and uni flashbacks) and my ADHD makes me super unpredictable when I actually write. I'm not the worst person in the team (ugh don't get me started on some of the people in my class when I was studying coding) but I'm not very... reliable? I'll do the work if I have a deadline but the quality will be.... acceptable. I guess that is also why I don't take a beta reader before I upload, I had someone offer before. I suppose I don't like people waiting on me?

Hmm, I can't remember where I was going for this, forgive my ramblings. ANYWAY, while I can't deliver you a collab (soz) I can give you whatever uh fanfiction that I stuff my google drive with, feel free to give me any fanfiction requests! The things I like line up pretty much what I write.

Keep the Wolves Away by A_Ravens_Flight et al

[bedrock-to-buildheight]

Anon asks

I also received a bunch of compliments in asks which I appreciate very much, but in the interest of not posting a bunch of variations on "thank you" I won't be answering those asks

Yo uh. I‘m trying to upload a comic to..somewhere but I don’t know where to yet, do you have any tips with Webtoons or Tapas? Both the websites scare me but I’m not sure about uploading elsewhere..

Oookay I've only been uploading for 2 months so you might be better off asking the forums on those sites/reddit but here's what I've learned

Put aside a few hours to check all the sizing of thumbnails, icon, banners, pages whatever the site requires and make some canvases to those measurements. Basically do the boring numbers task in one go

Both platforms are not all that good at promoting new comics that aren't their originals so you're gonna have to do the promo yourself if you want the numbers. Tapas is a little better

If you're scheduling pages on Tapas you're gonna need a timezone calculator bc that thing is stuck in EST

In my experience I've got a lot more views in Webtoons, so if that's what you're in for then go for it

Again, these are my thoughts and I recommend doing more research. Good luck with your comic!

Audrey really isn’t a good person huh

I really can't answer that bc it's like asking if hacking is good or bad. But she is necessary

hello! ive got a private mc worldbuilding project, and am in love with your idea of villagers being shapeshifters - is it ok if i take inspo from that? i thought itd be neat if my villagers were based on animals but i got the inspo from u so i wanna make sure its ok :o

Go right ahead fam I don't own the concept of mob-based villagers anyway

have you ever checked out someone playing minecraft in vr to get inspiration for what it's like to really stand in this world?

Aside from Techno's, I haven't, bc 1. I don't feel like the scale translates properly (yes a block is 1 cubic meter but it doesn't feel like that) 2. The movements are awkward

Have you seen the catboy Steve official art yet-

I DID lakfksksk whoever owns that and the herobrine acc are doing great

[osakaso5]

Riku Nanase RabbiTube Rabbit TV Part 1: Spending Time With Riku

Part 2 | Part 3

Staff: …Now, on to the RabbiTube project.

Staff: Our plan is to introduce the videos by featuring clips on NEXT Re:vale!

Staff: We’d really appreciate it if you could show a side of yourselves that people don’t usually get to see on TV. It’s a pleasure to be working with you!

Momo: We’ve got high hopes for you guys!

Yuki: Feel free to fully expose yourselves to the public.

Mitsuki Izumi: Ahaha, please be gentle with us! Looks like I’m gonna have to do a RabbiTube study marathon..!

Gaku Yaotome: By the way, Tenn, I saw you watching RabbiTube videos the other day. Do you know any good ones?

Tenn Kujo: …I was just watching cat videos.

Gaku Yaotome: Cats, huh. That’s not gonna help us learn anything.

Ryunosuke Tsunashi: …I think they might help! You could learn ways to entertain and soothe people…

Gaku Yaotome: Ryu, not all of us are gonna be able to do that…

Yuki: …I’m liking the idea of Kitty Gaku.

Tenn Kujo: …Pfft…

Gaku Yaotome: Tenn, why’re you laughing!?

Riku Nanase: Kitties..! So could it be like a video of Iori going into a cat café?

Iori Izumi: Why do I have to go to a cat café!?

Yamato Nikaido: I’m not too excited about making videos like that, either…

Tamaki Yotsuba: I wanna do a pudding tasting!

Sogo Osaka: …Personally, I’d like to rank my top 100 spices from all around the world…

Nagi Rokuya: And I shall hold a Cocona watch party!

Mitsuki Izumi: You guys aren’t bringing anything new to the table!

Iori Izumi: …Actually, I suppose animal videos do have their appeal, despite how banal they are…

Riku Nanase: Did you say something, Iori?

Iori Izumi: No, nothing.

Momo: Ahaha! Great, you’re already brainstorming ideas!

Momo: You’ve all got the right idea! We wanna see you act natural for your RabbiTubes!

Yuki: Let’s have a fun year doing this.

IDOLiSH7 & TRIGGER: Yessir! 

- - - -

Riku Nanase: We’re going to be RabbiTubers for our birthday project this year..!

Sogo Osaka: All the group chats up until now were fun, so it’s kind of a shame that we won’t be doing one this year.

Mitsuki Izumi: …Fair enough. It’ll be awesome to make videos for our fans, but I wish we could have our own celebrations too!

Yamato Nikaido: It’s become kind of a tradition by now.

Nagi Rokuya: …We do not work together as much as we used to. Though I understand that it is difficult to match all our schedules…

Tamaki Yotsuba: Do we not get to eat Mikki’s cakes this year?

Mitsuki Izumi: The cakes are the one thing we’re gonna make for sure! Right, Iori!?

Iori Izumi: Yes. I’ll help, too.

Riku Nanase: Hmm… Celebrations…

Riku Nanase: Ah! Why don’t we all go somewhere together for our birthdays?

Riku Nanase: I guess we probably can’t all go�� But we can get our manager to arrange it so at least some of us can hang out!

Mitsuki Izumi: Going out, huh… That does sound like a nice change of pace from all the group RabbitChats!

Yamato Nikaido: It’s a shame that we won’t all be able to go, but getting to choose a spot does make it feel more special. …You should take me to a beer brewery, by the way.

Mitsuki Izumi: Sounds like you’ve already got one in mind!

Tamaki Yotsuba: Let’s take lots of pics and videos for the guys who can’t go. We can send them over RabbitChat.

Nagi Rokuya: OH! A wonderful idea. It will make us all feel as if we are there.

Iori Izumi: I’m sure uploading them to Rabitter would make many people happy, as well.

Sogo Osaka: That sounds fun..! Let’s ask our manager about it tomorrow.

Riku Nanase: Yep! …Looks like we’re going to have pretty fun birthdays again! 

- - - -

Riku Nanase: Wow..! This place is so cute! Where are we!?

Iori Izumi: A glamping area.

Tsumugi Takanashi: Glamping, which is a simpler, more casual form of camping, is very popular nowadays!

Nagi Rokuya: Riku, have you ever gone glamping as a child!?

Riku Nanase: As a child? Um, I don't really remember...

Iori Izumi: Let's enjoy ourselves as though we were still young children.

Nagi Rokuya: We have prepared plenty of meat and fish for the occasion! And sweets, of course...!

Nagi Rokuya: We have a long night ahead of us, Riku!

Iori Izumi: You're allowed to stay up all night, just this once. Right, Manager?

Tsumugi Takanashi: Yes! I'll do everything I can to help you.

Riku Nanase: Thank you..!

Riku Nanase: I can't believe even a killjoy like Iori is going to let me stay up late!

Iori Izumi: As long as you don't make a habit out of it. Today is a special occasion...

Riku Nanase: And thank you for all the food, Nagi! We're going to have a feast tonight!

Nagi Rokuya: YES! A forest party it shall be!

Riku Nanase: Let's get started right away!

Nagi & Iori: Yeah..! 

- - - -

Riku Nanase: Hey, Iori. How do I light this coal?

Iori Izumi: Ah, I'll take care of it, you just sit down.

Iori Izumi: I wouldn't want you to inhale the smoke...

Riku Nanase: ...Okay. Sorry for getting in the way.

Riku Nanase: Hey, Nagi. Is there anything I can help you with?

Nagi Rokuya: OH, I am in the midst of a heated battle with the dreaded Onion Demon! My eyes..! Riku, you must flee without me..!

Riku Nanase: O-okay..!

Riku Nanase: ........

Tsumugi Takanashi: Riku-san.

Riku Nanase: Ah, Manager.

Riku Nanase: It looks like all I get to do is sit tight. I was really hoping to do stuff with them, though...

Tsumugi Takanashi: Your cheeks have a bit more color than usual in them. It's probably thanks to how  stable your condition has been lately...

Riku Nanase: Ehehe. Yeah, probably.

Tsumugi Takanashi: ...Let's cook something! It'll be a surprise for Iori-san and Nagi-san!

Riku Nanase: I don't know if I'm allowed...

Tsumugi Takanashi: Of course you are. We came here for you.

Tsumugi Takanashi: Just try not to work yourself too hard, like you've already promised us!

Riku Nanase: ...Yeah. I'll make something they're sure to love!

Riku Nanase: ...Or I'll try, at the very least...

Iori Izumi: Nanase-san? What were you talking about?

Riku Nanase: It's a secret! Iori, we'll have to make dinner, right?

Iori Izumi: Right...

Nagi Rokuya: Wow, will you help prepare our supper, Riku?

Riku Nanase: Ahaha, yep, that was my plan! ...Say, let's have a competition to see which one of us can make the best food!

Iori Izumi: What? Do you seriously think you'll win against me?

Nagi Rokuya: Heh... I would not underestimate the palate I have cultivated over many years, if I were you.

Riku Nanase: Anyway, our time limit will be one hour! ...Ready, get set, start!

- - - -

Riku Nanase: ...Uh... Can I add this in as is..?

Iori Izumi: I'm begging you, please don't add it in there without at least peeling it first..!

Nagi Rokuya: Iori. Should you be looking at other people's dishes? Something smells quite foul on your end...

Iori Izumi: ...Huh? Aah..!

Riku Nanase: ...Hmm? I think I smell something burning... Wait, Iori! Your meat, it's completely scorched!

Iori Izumi: Ugh, I got careless..!

Iori Izumi: ...But Nanase-san, you didn't even cook yours properly before adding it to the sauce!

Iori Izumi: Not to mention, you left your vegetables unpeeled... It was such a trainwreck to watch that I couldn't pay attention to my own cooking!

Riku Nanase: Huh!? So you're saying it's MY fault you burned your meat!? That doesn't make any sense!

Nagi Rokuya: OH, I was hoping to enjoy a relaxing glamping excursion, yet there they are, making a mess once again.

Nagi Rokuya: Their bickering is almost like the soundtrack to my elegant gourmet cooking.

Tsumugi Takanashi: A-ahaha... 

- - - -

Riku Nanase: Finished!

Nagi Rokuya: It smells delicious!

Iori Izumi: At least we all managed to put together something. It's time to show the others what we made.

Tsumugi Takanashi: Remember to face the camera!

Riku Nanase: Okay! I made Hamburg steak stew!

Nagi Rokuya: Hamburg steak! How wonderful, Riku!

Riku Nanase: Ehehe. Pretty great, huh? You would know, considering how much you like Hamburg steak!

Iori Izumi: I'll admit that it sounds more complex than what I expected from you.

Riku Nanase: Even I can just throw stuff into a pot and cook it!

Iori Izumi: So not complex at all, then...

Riku Nanase: ...And I used frozen burgers and a ready- made sauce mix.

Nagi Rokuya: Heh, you are outing yourself as quite the lazy cook.

Nagi Rokuya: Iori, what did you make?

Iori Izumi: Beef stroganoff.

Nagi Rokuya: Wow, it looks to be of a much higher quality than a glamping trip would warrant.

Riku Nanase: That seems like a dish Yaotome-san would make, not you!

Iori Izumi: Excuse me..? I only made it because it requires little prep time, and is much simpler to actually prepare than many would think.  

Riku Nanase: What did you make, Nagi?

Nagi Rokuya: I made grilled sandwiches with ham, egg, and cheese!

Riku Nanase: Wow, the bread is so nicely browned! It looks good!

Iori Izumi: They're also very well stacked.

Nagi Rokuya: YES! I piled on the ingredients as I grilled the bread. A task so simple, even I could do it.

Riku Nanase: Is it just me, or does glamping make even simple foods look like gourmet!?

Nagi Rokuya: Heh. A fine dinner, is it not?

Riku Nanase: Yeah, it's the best..! Let's eat while it's all still hot!

Iori Izumi: Yes. ...Nanase-san, we won't stay here for very long, so I hope you'll take every chance you can to get some rest and fresh air.

Iori Izumi: We can all come here again at a later date.

Riku Nanase: ...Okay! Thank you so much for setting this all up for me. I don't think I'll ever forget this day!

Iori Izumi: You're being overly dramatic, as usual.

Nagi Rokuya: Iori, Riku! Show your best smiles, we are about to take a picture.

Tsumugi Takanashi: Here I go! Say cheese..! 

End of Part 1.

[galli-writes]

(Click here to read on Ao3!)

fandom: Teen Titans

pairing: BBRae

genre/warnings: AU - Canon Divergence; Implied/Referenced Abuse, Abusive Parents, Childhood Trauma, Graphic Depictions of Violence

additional tags: Angst, Family Issues, Friendship/Love, Protectiveness, Slow Burn, Romance, Hurt/Comfort, Love Confessions

summary:

There are a few things that Beast Boy knows for certain:

He’s 21….and a total lightweight. He’s a vegan (but not like…a pretentious vegan). He’s not going to be single forever.

And the Teen Titans are the only family he’ll ever need.

a/n: Hello everyone! I am finally back--though in a way I guess I never really left. I've been working on this fic on an off since I last posted, but things have been so busy that it's been rather slow going. I'm going to try REALLY hard to keep to a more consistent schedule going forward. The fic is entirely written, but needs some pretty heavy editing. I'm going to shoot for an upload every other Friday from here on out. Thank you all so much for being patient!

Chapter 5: A Helping Hand (words 6,264)

It wasn’t often that Beast Boy played hooky. At least, not when he thought there was a good chance Robin would catch him. Skipping practice was a serious no-go, outside of a few exceptions. Beast Boy knew he wasn’t a good enough actor to feign sickness. The ‘family emergency’ excuse existed strictly as a formality for obvious reasons. Reasons that were starting to seem less obvious now. 

The letter in his drawer was already old news--at least to him. Beast Boy knew the contents of the note by heart. The memorization wasn’t intentional, but the words swam around in his head constantly nonetheless. A symptom of a much larger disease, as Raven might have put it. So he’d moved on to obsessively deconstructing and reconstructing the many packages that still littered their living room. Not that doing so had given him any more insight into who Nicholas Galtry was. Or why he had had possession of all of his parents’ things. Or why they were here now. Among the many disjointed thoughts that rattled in his brain, one consistently nudged its way to the top of the pool. That one was also tucked neatly away in a drawer in his room. Though he hadn’t dared to look at the picture since first putting it there.

Beast Boy glanced behind him at the clock in the kitchen. He’d been here an hour already--someone was probably already out looking for him, Robin’s orders. He quickly shut the box he was currently sorting through. It had been the same as all the boxes before it--filled with priceless, nameless items from another place and another time. He felt like a thief, searching his own belongings, not knowing what exactly he hoped to find among them. Each time carefully packing the boxes back as he’d found them. Like a thief, hoping to cover his tracks.

“There you are.”

Beast Boy flinched, instantly shrinking back from the box in front of him. He turned around to face Cyborg looming over him.

“Man, I’ve been lookin’ for you everywhere ,” Cyborg said, a twinge of frustration in his voice. “What the hell are you doin’ up here?”

“Nothing,” Beast Boy said, anxiously getting to his feet. “Just...hanging out.”

Cyborg frowned. “Well maybe you should come ‘hang out’ at training.”

“Training?” Beast Boy repeated automatically.

“Yeah, you know...the thing we have scheduled every single afternoon? At the exact same time? Every day?” Cyborg said, cocking an eyebrow at him. Now he seemed more confused than frustrated—a switch that was very typically Cyborg.

“Right. Training. I was wondering where everyone else was,” Beast Boy answered. It was a poor excuse, but it wasn’t actually a lie.

Cyborg sighed, but there was a hint of a joking smile on his face when he spoke next. “Let’s just get down there before Robin kicks both our asses, okay?”

Beast Boy nodded, and for a moment it was as if the boxes behind him ceased to exist. It currently felt like there were two worlds jammed under one roof, and now that he’d been pulled out of the one behind him, he saw just how much he preferred the one in front of him. Even if it meant getting his ass kicked.

The training field had come a long way from the public school playground it resembled when they’d first settled into the Tower. It was Robin’s ongoing project--adding another ropes course, integrating fully automated sparring dummies...there were even obstacles designed with each of their abilities in mind. Beast Boy was sure that Robin had a Pinterest board dedicated to the fiasco for all of the crazy things he was constantly adding to it.

Which is why Beast Boy was confused to find that none of it was being used.

“Oh no. Don’t tell me--”

“Yep,” Cyborg said, walking the opposite direction of Robin’s martial arts art display.

“Dude, I suck at hand to hand.”

“Probably why Robin thinks you ditched,” Cyborg shrugged.

In the distance, their three remaining teammates were gathered in a clearing at the opposite end of the field. Starfire stood leaning against a tree on the sidelines, water bottle in hand. In the center of a well-worn patch of grass, Robin and Raven circled each other in what seemed to be a never-ending dance.

“So when you said Robin was gonna kick my ass...you meant that literally, didn’t you?” Beast Boy said with a frown.

“Well it might not be Robin who kicks your ass,” Cyborg smiled. “It could be Star, or Raven, or yours truly.”

“Wow, thanks,” Beast Boy grumbled. He knew Cyborg was only teasing, and Beast Boy had been the first to admit that the skillset wasn’t exactly his strong suit. But the remark lingered in his mind a second longer than he knew it should have.

“Okay, so maybe it’s not really your thing, but hey,” Cyborg said, placing a hand on Beast Boy’s shoulder. “Practice makes perfect. You’ll get there.”

“Dude. I turn into animals for a living. Most of which don’t even have opposable thumbs,” Beast Boy said, flexing his own in front of his friend. “I don’t need to be good at something I’m never gonna use.”

Cyborg merely shook his head dismissively. “Never say never, man.”

“Okay, Robin ,” Beast Boy replied with a smirk.

As if on cue, Robin and Raven’s dance came to a halt as soon as the words left Beast Boy’s mouth. He had figured they were still out of earshot, but maybe he’d been wrong.

“There you two are,” Robin said as the two of them stepped into the loosely defined dirt ring. He glanced down at his watch and then directly at Beast Boy. “Beast Boy, you’re twenty minutes late. Practice starts at four. You know that.”

Any trace of teasing Cyborg had expressed instantly evaporated when Robin spoke.

“Uh...four-twenty blaze it?” Beast Boy said with a shrug and a terribly awkward smile. The one that always appeared on his face whenever he didn’t know what else to say--which was more often than he would have liked to admit.

Robin closed his eyes, raising a hand to his temples.

Raven’s facepalm was much less subtle.

“Starfire are you ready to go?” Robin asked, shaking his head slightly.

“Mmm hmm!” Starfire hummed in response.

“Great. Then I’m gonna have you and Beast Boy up next.”

“Uh…” Beast boy shot a glance at Starfire, who was practically the living portrait of an Instagram athlete. “Shouldn’t I warm up first or something?”

“In a real fight, you won’t always get the chance to ‘warm up’ beforehand,” Robin said, crossing his arms over his chest. Which was definitely his way of saying ‘that’s what you get for showing up late’.

“Don’t worry, Beast Boy,” Starfire smiled. “I will try not to injure you too terribly.”

Beast Boy certainly began to feel warm now, to the point where he was sure his face was turning red.

In his peripheral, he saw that Cyborg had cleared the training ring and was now standing beside Raven on the sidelines. She leaned in slightly to her left, whispering something into Cyborg’s ear with a devious smirk.  

Beast Boy felt his stomach drop. He didn’t know what was worse. Starfire’s complete sincerity or Raven’s total lack thereof.

But he didn’t have much time to dwell on the thought before it was overtaken completely by a harrowing sense of panic. He had been posed for a fight, staring head on at his partner. But it was only now that his vision snapped back into focus, just in time to catch a whirling ball of green energy headed directly toward him.

He quickly swerved out of the way, trying to regain his balance. But before he could find his footing, another blaze shone at his feet, knocking him straight to the ground. He squinted, eyes beginning to water from the dust cloud that now surrounded him. He wanted to open his mouth to say something--make some complaint that he hadn’t been ready, that there had been no signal to start. But he knew that wouldn’t buy him any sympathy in Robin’s eyes.  

Of course, vying for Robin’s attention was even less of a no-go once the sirens started blaring.

Without so much as a nod from the leader in question, everyone took off in the same direction. Everyone except Beast Boy, who was still on the ground.

He pushed himself to his feet, the palms of his hands stinging against the soil. He knew it wasn’t personal. None of this was personal. Kind of like how the sense of isolation and strangeness he’d felt around his friends since the reading that letter certainly wasn’t personal .

But as he watched them disappearing now--not one of them looking back to see if he had followed--it sure felt that way.

So what if calling shotgun was more important than helping him up? He shook his head, now unable to hold back a self-satisfied smirk. No matter how much of a head start they had, no one was going to outrun a cheetah.

Within seconds, the ground flew under his feet like a treadmill set on max speed. When the garage came into view, Beast Boy was relieved to find that it was already open--and more importantly empty. In a flash, he transformed back, and with the same proud smile lingering on his face sauntered over to crack open the passenger door.

His smile instantly disappeared when he saw who was behind it.

“ Raven ?”

Even at her name, she didn’t so much as shoot him a glance. Raven just sat there, comfortably nestled in the passenger seat with her feet kicked up on the dashboard. She scrolled through her phone with a bored expression--like she’d been there for hours.

“How the hell did you beat me?” Beast Boy blurted out, feeling irrationally annoyed as Raven continued to sit there, chewing a piece of gum in silence.

“Want a piece?” she said absentmindedly, materializing a pack of DoubleMint from the locked glove box. There were dozens of other flavors inside--so many packs that they filled almost half the compartment.  “It’s Cyborg’s secret stash--but I won’t tell.”

Beast Boy ignored her. “There’s no way you could have beaten me here. I took a shortcut even you don’t know about,” he said curtly.

“Weird, huh?” she said, turning her attention back to her phone. “It’s almost like magic. ”

Beast Boy frowned. “That’s cheating.”

“And you turning into a cheetah clearly isn’t,” she said plainly. Then another sly smile crept onto her face. “Get it? A cheetah ?”

Beast Boy’s face scrunched up in even further annoyance. Without a word, he shut the passenger door, opening the one behind it. He already knew which seat he’d be directed to sit in. Though even calling it a seat was a bit generous. Nevertheless, he’d occupied it since day one because, of course, ‘he was the shortest and it just made sense for him to ride in the middle because if they were ever in a crash the height of the headrest wouldn’t do anyone else any good blah blah blah’. As if something as normal as a car crash would really be enough to injure a bunch of superheroes.  

“Alright, let’s get this show on the road,” Cyborg said, swinging open the door to the driver’s seat and hopping inside.

As the doors on either side of him opened and closed in perfect sync, Beast Boy was struck with another harrowing consequence of his seating arrangement.  

It was true that Robin and Starfire were relatively tame as far as couples went--at least in terms of explicit PDA.  It was only once in a blue moon that you actually caught them exchanging so much as a kiss on the cheek. But there was no denying the magnetic force between them. And it was times like these that Beast Boy felt less like a person and more like a glitch jamming the radio signal.

“Okay,” Robin said, flicking open the communication device on his wrist. A small holographic map appeared above it, marking several heat signatures as they traversed the grid on the screen. In an instant, an identical image appeared on a screen in the center console of the car.

“Looks like they’ve already hit Gorman street,” Cyborg said, glancing at the center console.  

“They’re moving fast,” Robin added, adjusting something on the device. “But only because they’ve sacrificed numbers for speed”.

“Well let’s just see if they can outrun this, ” Cyborg replied, revving the engine in response. Within moments, the Tower was far behind them.

Beast Boy leaned forward slightly to look out the window on his left. They hadn’t been driving long at all, but he had no idea where they were. Left and right, worn down warehouse buildings lined the streets as far as he could see. Overhead, a thick gray fog swallowed the entire sky.

“Starfire, I want you and Cy to go after the group of three heading west,” Robin continued, pointing to several figures on the map as he spoke. “I’ll go after the solo. Raven, Beast Boy—you two track the pair heading in the opposite direction.”

Raven didn’t outwardly protest, but her agitated sigh was enough to send its intended message.  

After what seemed like only a second later, the car skidded to a halt at the edge of a narrow alley. And without missing a beat, everyone else took off in their respective directions at full speed. This time Beast Boy could confidently blame the middle seat for keeping him a step behind.

“I’ll race ya,” Beast Boy said, throwing a competitive smile at Raven, who had surprisingly seemed to be waiting for him.

“Just hurry up,” she said plainly, looking to the sky.

The streets seemed even more bleak from above.

Every other street light flickered as if choking out its dying breath. Cracks ran down the sidewalks like jagged scars, and chipped paint and graffiti adorned the walls of the decrepit buildings. Beast Boy found himself wondering where everyone was--there were barely even any cars on the streets.

“Ow!” Raven exclaimed suddenly.

Simultaneously, Beast Boy felt his wings crumple under him as he crashed into her from behind. He screeched involuntarily, trying to regain his balance.

“Why are we stopping?” he asked--or rather squawked--momentarily forgetting he was still very much a bird.

Luckily, Raven seemed to get the idea. Without a word, she pointed to two shadowy figures slipping around the corner of a nearby building. She started to open her mouth to say something then, but Beast Boy was already locking in on the figures below.

Without a second thought, he dove sharply down toward one of the shadows in his sight. Talons poised, he only managed to graze the top of his target’s head. Or at least what he could think of as being the thing’s head, as the action felt more like skimming a silhouette than an actual person.

At the very least, the surprise of his attack was enough to knock the figure off balance and trip on some debris below.

Beast Boy landed nearby, skidding onto the asphalt. Back on two legs, he whipped around and morphed once more. A rhino was always a solid play when you didn’t quite know what you were dealing with. He kicked up the rubble under his front foot and ducked his head, preparing for a  running start. Then he let his momentum carry him forward--feeling the power of an entire stampede in his muscles--which turned out to be much more than he bargained for.

It was like the wall came out of nowhere. Or maybe he just hadn’t looked before leaping. Though his horn mdulled the impact slightly, Beast Boy felt every shard of cement as the crash sent a shocking ripple through his entire body. When he opened his eyes, he was back to his usual self again. But unlike a moment ago, his head was spinning, and he was on his back watching the dark clouds rolling above. His vision had doubled, even tripled, and he shook his head wearily in an attempt to focus on anything at all. Instead, he saw the shaking image of someone approaching him. And his gut told him it wasn’t one of the people they were after. It was something much worse.

“What the fuck was that?” Raven said, leaning over him with a disapproving pout on her face.

“Rhino,” was all Beast Boy could manage, his head still spinning.

Raven scowled, but extended a hand out to him regardless. When she yanked him to his feet in one swift motion, the gesture suddenly felt less sympathetic.

“We’re supposed to be working together , moron,” she said, her tone biting. “How the hell are we supposed to do that if you knock yourself out before we even catch up to the bad guys?”

Beast Boy didn’t have an answer for that. So he didn’t give one, which probably didn’t help his case any more.

“God, you’re useless,” Raven said, grabbing his wrist and dragging him behind him. “Come on.”  

They continued down the natural path of the alleyway uneventfully. And that was what worried Beast Boy most. If he wasn’t going to die at the hands of their enemies, he was sure he’d die of embarrassment knowing he’d let them get away. Again.

Luckily for him, if Raven had any more thoughts on the matter she kept them to herself.

When they reached what seemed to be the end of the narrow street, Beast Boy was somewhat relieved to find that it wasn’t the dead end he had been expecting. Rather, the space before them now opened dramatically into something resembling a large courtyard. The entire perimeter was lined by walls of surrounding brick buildings--the only other entrances and exits to the pavilion being opposing alleyways much like the one they’d just emerged from.

But the courtyard’s strange location certainly wasn’t the most interesting thing about it.

In the very center, shrouded by a cloud of steam trickling through a nearby grate, two figures turned abruptly to meet their gaze. Even though Beast Boy could hardly make out the eyes looking back at them, he knew their stare was a threat.

“Don’t do anything stupid,” Raven said quietly, lingering in the shadows for a moment longer.

The words echoed in Beast Boy’s head, this time in his own voice. Then a wave of panic suddenly passed over him. He wasn’t actually sure he knew the difference between what was considered brave and what Raven would consider stupid. And he didn’t exactly have the time to mull it over.  

Raven stood next to him, arms outstretched, as a flurry of flying rubble began to swirl around the two figures like a vicious tornado. Everything pulled toward them like scrap metal to a magnetic core--everything from the pebbles on the ground to full sized wooden beams and crates that littered the edges of the arena.

Beast Boy searched desperately through this mind for something to do--something to be. A mouse? Small enough to go unnoticed, but way too slow to bridge the gap between the opposing sides in such a short time. He thought to the opposite end of the spectrum. A gorilla or a bear could give him a boost of much needed strength if he cut back on speed. But maybe that was too on the nose. Just like the rhino.

He bit his lip nervously, catching Raven in his peripheral again. They were supposed to be working together after all--and she had clearly taken the lead. But he had no idea how she expected him to follow.

And suddenly, it occurred to Beast Boy that that was the secret to the riddle. The one way he could truly and certainly ‘not do something stupid’ was by not doing anything at all.

For a moment, he was almost proud of himself for finally cracking the code. But the false sense of pride evaporated as soon as he realized what it implied. Maybe his only use was...being completely useless? And just like that, he felt his stomach twist in a knot again as a familiar sense of embarrassment washed over him.

“Hellooo?” Raven’s voice rang out suddenly, snapping Beast Boy out of his daze.

He turned to look at her, finding her in the same position, teeth clenched and arms shaking ever so slightly as she held her pose.  

“I said not to do anything stupid ,” she snarled. “Not ‘don’t do anything at all’!”

Beast Boy blinked hard, absorbing her words--the hint of need in her voice, however faint. And suddenly, miraculously, his feeling of uncertainty disappeared as quickly as it had come.

In a flash he was a mighty T-Rex, half as tall as the building behind him. Charging forward, he reached down and fished out one of the criminals from the fading cyclone. Grabbing the figure by the arm, he swung them into the adjacent wall with ease, a cloud of dust gathering upon the point of contact. A hit that would probably kill the average person; but Beast Boy knew that right now he was just buying time.

From the corner of his eye, he caught the second figure starting to pull out a small radio, shielding it from the winds as they spoke into the device.

But before they could utter more than a sentence or two, Beast Boy spun around, sweeping them off their feet completely with his enormous tail. The person went flying at a ninety degree angle from the last, and he watched as the body hit the crumbling wall with a ‘definitely unconscious’ crash.

Morphing back, Beast Boy stood tall, admiring his work.

Raven appeared beside him a moment later, surveying the scene.

“Not bad, huh?”

“I warmed them up for you,” Raven said matter-of-factly. But Beast Boy couldn’t stop himself from brandishing another self-satisfied smirk.

Raven automatically went over to the first fallen figure, pushing directly past him as she went. Beast Boy took the hint and headed the opposite direction, preparing to inspect the second wreckage site hound dog style.

Bombarded by a multitude of different scents, he realized that he wasn’t exactly sure what he was looking for. He hoped he would know it when he came across it. And he did--when something cold and metallic brushed up against his nose.

With an obnoxious sneeze that sent his floppy ears soaring, Beast Boy took a step back from the dust cloud he had created in front of him. He squinted, coming back up on the area after the dust had settled to find a small coin-like silver disc buried in the ground. But it looked incomplete somehow, like it was only one half of a whole, given several small divots on the surface of the disc. And there was something else mixed in with the scent of the cool metal. Something thick and tangy. He followed the scent further until he found its source.

“Uh...Raven?” He hesitated, instinctively pulling back from the spot it had led him to.

Directly at his feet, the second figure lay face down in the rubble. Their clothing made it difficult to tell what kind of injuries they sustained, but there was blood. Lots of blood.

At the top of the neck, just under their hairline, a perfect silver circle was embedded in the skin--a corresponding piece almost identical to the one on the ground a few yards away. Except this one was covered in miniature circuits and drenched in the dark red liquid oozing from underneath it.

Beast Boy quickly turned back to pick up the first piece and compare the two. He was certain they had once made a single whole. But the half he inspected in his hand seemed to be no more than the covering to the blood caked battery beneath. There was some writing on it though--and maybe that could tell him something .

In a moment, Raven was beside him again, abandoning her less interesting finds at the other end of the courtyard.

“What is it?” She asked, leaning over to try and get a better look at the item in Beast Boy’s hand.

“I don’t know,” he replied, squinting at the object as he tried to make out the markings engraved on its surface. “A...R...S…,” he read slowly. “It looks like there’s more but I can’t make it out.”

Raven extended her hand, and Beast Boy automatically dropped it into her palm for a second opinion.

“Whoever these people are, they must have something to do with that break in,” she said, flipping the silver piece over in her hand. “I guess Robin was right.”

Beast Boy looked down at the body again with a frown.

“Okay, but we still don’t have any more of an idea what they’re after.”

Raven didn’t say anything. She just stood over the body, staring at it intently--in a way that suggested more than just superficial intrigue.

Suddenly, the small metal badge embedded in the figure’s skin was enveloped in a purple haze, and Beast Boy watched in horror as it began to peel away from the flesh underneath like a perfect silver scab. Leaving behind a gruesome red ring of skin, it slowly floated up and over into Raven’s open pocket.

Beast Boy swallowed hard at the sight, a bitter taste in the back of his mouth. For a split second, he was worried he was about to revisit breakfast in the worst way.  

“Dude...what the fuck ?” he said, eyes darting between the site of the impromptu surgery and Raven’s slightly blood stained pocket. “That’s nasty.”

Raven didn’t even blink. “Yeah, well so are you and Robin still keeps you around so...”

Beast Boy took a step back from the scene, the scent still of blood still lingering a little too strongly for his liking. And after watching Raven pull off something like that without so much as a moan or a grunt from the disc’s owner, he wasn’t so certain the victims were just napping anymore. He tried not to think too much about the potential fate of the person at his feet. He hated the possibility of pushing that boundary--even if they were ‘the bad guys’.

“You know, that actually wasn’t too bad,” Beast Boy said suddenly. His laugh was stifled and unconvincing, but he knew Raven wouldn’t likely acknowledge his discomfort, which was a bit of a relief in its own right. Regardless, he turned on his heel and made a purposeful decision to start walking away from the scene in hopes that she would naturally follow. Luckily, she did.  

“The fight? Or having to be alone with you for more than five minutes?” She said, overtaking him by a step or two. “Because if you’re referring to the latter I’m gonna have to disagree.”

“I mean, but it works. We work. Sometimes,” Beast Boy said, though he was unsure why he was still talking. “It’s like...you know,” he droned on as they walked. “Like oil and vinegar.”

Raven noticeably began to slow her pace. “Like what ?”

“Oil and vinegar. You know. It’s like our flavor ,” Beast Boy said, making some attempt to clarify with a hand gesture.

It was here Raven stopped completely, turning to face him.

“ This ,” she said gesturing between them in return, “is not a flavor .”

Beast Boy shrugged, crossing his arms over his chest. “Well I still think it’s a good metaphor.”

“Why? Raven replied, mimicking his pose. “Because we can’t stand being together and naturally repel each other?”            

“Buuuuut,” Beast Boy added pointedly, “sometimes when you put us together you get an affordable and delicious salad dressing.”

Raven paused. She closed her eyes, raising her hand to her temple in a deep, meditative stillness before opening her mouth to speak. “You know, sometimes I really wonder how I haven’t killed you by now. Even accidentally.”

Beast Boy frowned. “Just to be clear, you’re the vinegar in this situation.”

The two began to walk again, but Beast Boy only made it a few steps before Raven thrust a hand out in front of him, stopping him mid-stride. And this time it didn’t seem to be because of anything he’d said.

“What?” he blurted out stupidly. At least this time Raven would be able to understand him.

Raven was completely still for a moment longer, her eyes slowly scanning the area around them. “You didn’t hear that?” she said quietly.

“Hear what?” Beast Boy said, again the words feeling stupid and redundant the moment he uttered them.

“Something other than the sound of your own voice,” Raven said under her breath.

Beast Boy looked all around them, just as Raven had. But he didn’t see anything. Let alone hear anything out of the ordinary.

“You’re just being paranoid,” he said, lightly pushing her arm back down to her side. “There were only two of them. You saw on Robin’s map.”

Raven didn’t seem too comforted by the reminder.

Beast Boy moved slightly to meet her gaze, which was focused somewhere far off in the distance. “I’m tellin’ ya. Oil and vinegar.”

Then, with a little more force than he expected, Raven pushed pushed past him and began to walk again.  

“Where are you going?” Beast Boy said, somewhat startled.

“Home.”

“Didn’t you wanna sweep the area first?”

“Not if it means twenty more minutes of this,” Raven said, waving her hand dismissively. “Besides, I’m just being ‘paranoid’.”

“Okay, well so much for working together then I guess,” Beast Boy said, rolling his eyes.

Raven shot him a look over her shoulder. Then, in an instant, she froze, eyes growing wide as she opened her mouth to say something.

But Beast Boy beat her to it.

He wasn’t sure the noise he made was completely human, even if the small blade twirling in the dirt just past him hadn’t completely hit its mark. He bit his lip to keep himself from another outburst. It had only grazed the side of his calf, but that was enough to bring him to one knee. He knew that if it had hit him the way it had been intended, he’d be on the ground.

Suddenly, everything around him was engulfed in shadow--and Beast Boy wondered if this was what people meant when they talked about ‘blacking out’. He really hoped that wasn’t what was happening. Not in front of Raven of all people. And not over a glorified paper cut .  

A moment later, finding he was still very much conscious, Beast Boy was relieved to find that Raven was the source of the shadowy dome that now surrounded them on all sides. But the relief didn’t last long.

Beyond the opaque screen of darkness, there was a ceaseless blur of motion. Hundreds of tiny silver sparks rebounded off the outer edge, like hail raining down in a terrible storm.

Beast Boy glanced up at Raven from where he knelt on the ground. She was gritting her teeth, brow furrowed and eyes aglow. She didn’t so much as blink when he looked at her, which wasn’t a good sign.

He looked around frantically. Every direction depicted the same terrible scene. Every direction—except for one. It was only now that he noticed how soft the earth was underneath him. How the asphalt of the alleyways seemed to melt away as they worked their way toward the center of the courtyard. And that gave him an idea. An idea Beast Boy didn’t allow himself to think through.

There was something reassuring about being so close to the ground. But the transformation into a badger probably hadn’t been the best for his wound. His leg was starting to ache even more now, and he realized that would probably make digging all the more difficult.  

But before he could test his hypothesis, a voice rang out over the crackling of bullets, clear and strong and demanding to be heard.

“Do you have a death wish?,” Raven yelled, her voice cutting above the static.  

“What do you think?” Beast Boy said, instantly morphing back. The words came out as sharp as the blades whirling around them.

“Well I guess it’s a good thing gophers are bulletproof ,” Raven said with a laugh dripping with anything but humor.

“ Badgers . It’s a badger .” Beast Boy could feel the adrenaline pulsing in his veins like wildfire--even though he knew the reaction was unwarranted, especially given the more concerning matters at hand.

“Really bad time for an argument, Beast Boy. Really bad time,” Raven bit back.

For a split second, Beast Boy thought of going ahead with his plan anyway. Then it occurred to him that he’d probably already used up what little luck he had for the day.

“Okay, so what’s your bright idea?” he said, struggling to hide the growing annoyance in his voice. But all things considered, he really hoped she had one.

“Not dying. That’s my plan,” she said, shutting her eyes tightly.  

Beast Boy looked around nervously--though he wasn’t sure what he was looking for.  

“Can’t you just...teleport us out or something?” he said, biting his lip.

“Teleportation or force field. You get one .”

The second Raven spoke though, she was interrupted by a noise that overtook even the hammering of the bullets around them. The short metallic pings were swapped for one firework-like explosion, the ground beneath them trembling just enough to make Beast Boy second guess his balance. From the looks of it, their attackers hadn’t been so lucky.

The bullets raining down on them slowed to a drizzle--then seemed to stop completely after a few stray shots. But not because the remaining gunmen had ceased fire. Rather, the firing now seemed to be directed somewhere else entirely.

Before Beast Boy could figure out where everyone else had turned their attention, his own focus was redirected again as he felt something cold on his wrist. A hand, gripping onto him with what felt like an unnecessary amount of force.  

Beast Boy felt the ground sway beneath him again uneasily until it disappeared completely, the hard dirt and asphalt replaced by rough gray concrete. When the scene before him came into a clear focus, his stomach lurched. With a primal desperation, he reached out, searching for the hand that had just let go of him. Now he was the one holding on like his life depended on it.  

In front of him now was a perfect aerial snapshot of the pavilion. They had to be at least ten stories up, given the size of the figures below them.

“Um…”

Beast Boy looked up, heart still pounding, though he wasn’t sure the vertigo was responsible for the anxiety he felt now.

Raven was staring at him--or rather their hands intertwined--with a clear level of discomfort. What kind, Beast Boy couldn’t tell.

“You can let go of my hand now,” she said slowly.

Beast Boy flinched, releasing her hand from his own as quickly as he had grabbed it. His knuckles were stiff, flushed by the strain of his grip.

An awkward beat of silence passed between them, broken only when Raven turned to grab something from her pocket.

“What are you doing?” Beast Boy asked, terribly conscious of the slight crack in his voice.

“Calling Robin,” Raven replied, an audible ring echoing from the blood-spotted comms device now resting in her hand.

The two waited for another excruciatingly long moment until the ringing came to an abrupt, unanswered halt.

“I guess he’s busy,” Beast Boy shrugged. But something snagged in his stomach at the thought. Robin probably was very busy. But Beast Boy wasn’t sure he really believed that was why he hadn’t picked up. He took out his own pager anxiously, already flipping through the contacts on the main screen. “Lemme try Cyborg.”

The dial tone cut off after the first ring.

Raven paused for a moment then looked up at him. “I don’t even have a signal.”

Beast Boy looked down at the device in his own hand. Neither did he. “Huh. Well that’s...weird.”

“Yeah,” Raven said, a definitive frown forming on her lips. “And that’s not the only thing that’s a little weird.”

As she spoke, Raven stared down at the pavilion below them, unblinking. She seemed intently focused on...something. But Beast Boy wasn’t entirely sure that it was the fight happening on the ground. A fight that was becoming increasingly hard to follow, even for someone who was trying to keep up with it.

Beast Boy scanned the turf once, then again through the eyes of a hawk, hoping for a better view. Squinting beyond the cloud of dust, he finally was able to hone in on the action--and more importantly, their attackers’ new target.  

The man stood out like a current rolling on a still sea. Rather than trying to dodge the attacks of his pursuers, he danced through the waves with an impossible accuracy, almost as if he were intentionally trying to attract their shots. And he did--like hungry flies to a show horse. Only he never seemed to get bitten. The flies bit themselves. They bit each other. Falling one after the other around him as they continued to follow him further and further away from the center of the pavilion.

Just before the man disappeared into the shadows of the opposite alleyway, Beast Boy finally caught a glimpse of his face amongst the swarming insects--his shiny black hair and toothless grin glistening in the artificial night.

[briandthemoon]

~ Uploading this WIP here too! ~ {You can see both on my deviantArt too [same username], but with some of the original ideas and thoughts.} So uh, I did what I do best and shoved two things I love and have been hyperfocusing on for the last month together: Sanders Sides and RWBY.

I’ve been binging @thatsthat24 ‘s Sanders Sides videos and fan comics for the last month or so and by god, it’s really lifted my mood. I’m gonna work to get them all lined and coloured soon, but since I’ll be travelling in the next week, I’ll likely have paper sketches and such to upload if I’m lucky.

As for this AU, say hello to Team RNBO [Rainbow]! This is what I have so far in terms of character information; [putting it under a readmore, please do have a look!]

Roman De La Rosa:

- Semblance:  "Picture This" - the ability to conjure an item proportional to the positive emotions he alone is feeling. So the happier and more creative he feels, the better.

- Weapons: “Armas Y Rosas“, a gauntlet-gun [armas] and a rosen rapier sword [rosas]. It’s literally just a Guns N Roses joke.

Virgil Nightshade:

- Black Cat Faunus. I didn’t realise til too late how similar to Blake he is but honestly, idc, I love him.

- Semblance:  "Panic Room" - the ability to conjure a small isolated, soundproof space to trap someone in. Including himself in times of distress.

- Weapons: “Atropa”  and “Solanum”, two knives with dust vials that attach to the end to infuse the metal. He usually uses Gravity Dust because 1) aesthetic and 2) if you have gravity defying Dust? Thats a cool escape my guy.

Logan Blu-Berrie:

- Semblance: “Blu-Screen of Death” -   the ability to perform computer-esque functions via summons, i.e. attacking someone with a text box he just conjured, or browsing data and memories on a summoned screen for accuracy.

- Weapon: “Crofter”, a staff-spear that uses projection similar to Velvet’s weapon to form blades when needed. I.E. turning the staff into an axe or hammer or even forming a fishing line. [Looking at this whole thing, Logan wound up giving me big Scottish vibes in this AU and I’m SO for it.]

Patton Opal:

- Labrador Faunus, best boy 1000/10, didn’t have to re-work his design at all, what a madlad

- Semblance:  "New Trick" - the ability to mark a person and be able to find them via a boosted scent marker. So far Roman smells like strawberries and creme, Virgil smells like smokey wood, and Logan smells like jam. And yes, Patton has tried tracking himself. He smells of vanilla cookies.

Weapon: “Storge”, a shield - axe combo. Mostly used in the shield position unless he’s forced to be active in a fight. Tried to give this weapon BIG Rose Quartz Shield Vibes.

Remus Pepinillo:

- for those wondering, he threw out the De La Rosa name when he left the family to go eat deoderants without judgement. And to go cause havoc.

- Semblance: “Can’t Be Unseen” - Similar to Roman’s semblance, Remus can conjure items but instead based upon other people’s negative emotions directed at him. So things like disgust and fear directed at him make him stronger. 

- Weapon: “Asqueroso”, a mace that can be wielded in pole form or as a chain flail. The name literally is just the spanish for “Disgusting”.

“Deceit“:

- Python faunus. Pretty obvious there. As for a name, I’ll work with whatever becomes canon, tbh. His hat snake isn’t real, it’s just a design, but he has named his hat “Monty”.

- Semblance: “Trust in Me” - Deceit can mimic someone else’s voice to the point of being hypnotic in some cases.

- Weapon: “Kaa”, a microphone that can amplify sounds to use as ammo, or can be combined with dust vials for other effects, such as fire breathing or ice breath. This is absolutely where Virgil got the idea for his knives. 

~~ Little Things In Their Designs Collectively~~

- So mostly Roman and Virgil had a revamp and got added or changed details. I’m personally loving the rose decals for Roman, and the fact that Virgil has to keep sewing his hoodie pocket sides back up because he keeps knee-jerk whipping out his knives and catching them on the sides. Also freckles. I cannot stress enough how much I needed to give one of these cute lil guys freckles.

- Logan and Patton really didn’t change much; Patton came out perfect the first time, and Logan just needed some proportion adjustments. Later I went and added friendship bracelets to each design because I do not believe for a second that Patton wouldn’t make them team bracelets. The card suit beads was just an addition that I added because I am the artist and none of you can stop me from adding the tiniest of references to Homestuck Quadrants. 

- For Roman and Remus, I wanted them to have similar poses but good god, it was still hard to draw Remus’s hands. They look so good in the end though so I’m good with ‘em. I also might give him a little top hat or something at some point and see how it looks, I dunno.

- As for Deceit, I had a bit of trouble trying to pin down his design at first, but once I rolled with the allusions to Kaa from Jungle Book, it went far easier. I quite like that I added the poisonous needles in the bottom of his boots as a “sting in the tail” kind of thing.

- Talking about inspirations and such, Roman, Virgil, and Patton are pretty much just colour based; Roman being red roses [his name literally being Roman of the Rose] as a symbol of romance of course, with Virgil’s whole motif being Edgey and thus going with nightshade purple as his colour, and finally with Patton, his name took me the longest to work out, but Opal seemed to fit really well, and considering it represents Love and Loyalty? Come on, I had to.

- As for Logan, Deceit, and Remus, they all got more story links worked in somehow without me really realising. Logan was really unexpected, but between the Crofters’ Jam link and the blue colours, he gave me sort of Little Boy Blue vibes, and also via the name Logan being Scottish in origin and yknow, everythign else I mentioned? Yeah. I will definitely be adding celtic flair to his design when its coloured. Deceit is more obvious; Kaa was a good choice in influence that I noticed halfway through and just buckled down on. For Remus, he bounced around a bit between Maleficent and Dr Facilier, but in the end, I figured the Shadow Man was a better fit. Also his surname is literally just the Spanish for “Pickle” or “Gherkin”. 

- Final info, if people are wondering, they’d all be centred on Huntsman training at Beacon, but in terms of where they’re from;

Roman and Remus would be from Atlas, obviously. That place spits out rich kids with issues like it’s quickfire Uno.

Virgil would be from Mantle; it’s pretty obviously one of the more run down and hard to live in areas, plus that’d set up the in this universe initial animosity between Roman and Virgil.

Logan is from Vale, so he’s a Beacon native. I considered him being from Atlas because of their tech. However, Vale won me over with Logan’s european influences and such.

Patton would be from Vacuo. I know its a weird choice, but hey, it’s full of faunus and it just fit a bit better than Menagerie or Mistral.

Speaking of, Deceit is 100% Menagerie born, but Mistral bred. He often tells people different conflicting origin stories, and won’t even tell his name to ex-buddy Virgil or ‘best buddy’ Remus.

I think that’s everything so far!!

I dunno if everyone else is as hype to see what comes of all this as I am, but either way I’m going to have fun doing it. <3

_______ PLEASE DO NOT: - repost my art at all - you are not permitted to line or colour this art - you are not permitted to use this art as an icon or profile pic - do not steal these designs, I put a lot of work into them ;; _______ Sanders Sides (c) @thatsthat24 RWBY (c) Monty Oum & Rooster Teeth The sketches belong to me.

[halorocks1214]

ბარტერი (a Thunderbirds fic)

Chapter 2:  უბედურება

AO3 Link

Word Count: 2368

Summary: And here they thought getting their father back was the least of their worries.

Chapter 1 | [YOU ARE HERE]

I BE ALIVE. BARELY. BUT I AM ALIVE. my motivation levels are still dead to hell and back, especially for my other Big Fics atm, but my brain decided to hardwire itself all of a sudden for this one and i was able to squirm something out. no promises for consistent uploads just yet because A.) aforementioned “dead inside” ness and B.) college is starting in two weeks and im Very Excite!!!! hope you enjoy this update regardless!

warnings for VERY UNCOMFORTABLENESS. unconsensual/creepy sexual comments and actions are made and boy were they hard to write (sorry Al). also violence violence violence, but hopefully angery older brother makes up for it

He hated it he hated it he hated it hated it he hated it--

Okay, Alan hated a lot of things about this moment right now, so he should probably be more specific. He hated those men, he hated leaving Gordon, he hated how his lungs were trying to heave themselves out of his chest with the way he was running, he hated how there were so many obstacles in his path that it was slowing him down, he hated how he was effectively alone--

Wait, no he wasn’t, the comms! He never turned them back on! No wonder John always told him not to panic, it made him do stupid stuff like that! Not breaking his stride, Alan pulled up his wrist and tried doing just that, but before he could even squeak, a hand came around to the front of his face, essentially muffling him and holding him in one spot.

Okay now this was just straight awful. Bringing his hands up to try and get the stranger’s singular one off his face, Alan bucked and kicked his legs around like a cornered horse, anything to break free from this terrible grip. Jesus, wasn’t this man the smaller one? And he was still able to pick Alan straight up off the ground?! Just what do these guys eat?

Gross and creepy chuckling filled Alan’s ear, somewhat freezing his attempts at escaping. He was still struggling and twitching, but for some reason, his dumb brain was trying to get him to hear whatever this man was going to say, “Ooh, you’re quite the squirmer, aren’t ya? I suppose that’s not a bad thing with those freckles and all. Quite a few clients dig the young thing. The baby fat’s a nice touch, too.” As if those words could be any worse, the man used his free hand to pinch Alan’s cheek right after he finished talking.

Alan keened. He knew his whining was high pitched to begin with, but the noises that came from his mouth were on some kind of level only dogs could hear. Tears started pouring out of his eyes like molten lava, meanwhile, his incessant kicking started up again. This time, it got somewhat literal and kicked up a few notches. Swivels started being involved, and amidst his panic, Alan found it in his brain to try and aim his feet. Any hit landing would be stellar.

But as the Tracy Family Luck would have it, nothing seemed to be working. It didn’t help that the man’s creepy chuckles just seemed to get louder as more time went on. For a split second, Alan felt the man move about an inch as if he were about to drag Alan away to whatever torturous situation he had dreamed up for the blonde. Alan wasn’t aware hope could die in the blink of an eye like that.

But then they both stopped simultaneously.

The rather loud snapping of a tree branch from a few feet away made both men swivel their heads in the direction of the noise. Alan was shocked by how much he could turn with how his neck was essentially trapped.

Alan felt both relief and anxiety wash over him because that was Virgil coming through the bushes to see what exactly his youngest brother had been getting up to. But that’s also where the anxiety was coming from as well. There were very few ways this was ending, and even less of those endings didn’t involve blood.

“Alright, the two of you have been completely dead on the comms for the past 10 minutes and I don’t know which older person in our family I want to deal with less at the moment. You better have a good expla--”

Virgil looked up from watching his steps to see that it very much wasn’t Gordon with their baby brother. It was a random man, which his in-the-middle-of-a-job brain was going to write off as a person Alan saved while Gordon went off to save others, but then he blinked once. Then twice. Then he had to fight the urge to rub his eyes with fists like a scene from a cartoon because he had to let go and realize that yup, what he was seeing was real.

And he fucking despised it.

Because this random, strange man was holding Alan as if his kid bro were random cargo and not a person. His big, sweaty hand wrapped around Alan’s mouth wouldn’t be as incriminating (and it already was a thousand times) if Alan didn’t have giant, blatant tear tracks running down over them. Meaning the hand was there before Alan started crying. Meaning this man was the cause of his brother’s distress.

Virgil’s pupils shrunk (man, that’s a reoccurring theme tonight), and while Alan was scared before, right now, he was terrified.

The floodgates were opened, and Alan was hoping that the damage the metaphorical water created wouldn’t be anything close to the mess the literal tsunami they were cleaning up caused.

---

Virgil was the least violent person in their family.

That’s not to say his thoughts weren’t. Believe him, if you pissed him off the right way he could come up with some pretty beautiful imagery as a form of therapy, but what made him different is that he channeled that anger into something productive and helpful. He didn’t quietly carry out revenge plots like John or threw punches like Scott.

But right now, any kind of breathing exercise was out the door the minute his brain registered the scene. The way the man was gleaming at his brother like he was freshly cut meat was sickening and Virgil was literally willing to resort to a bloody killing to make it stop. What filled him wasn’t anger, nor was it fiery rage.

No, it was red hot, animalistic fury and God help the person who was able to make Virgil come even close to that.

It must have somehow displayed itself. Maybe it was the way Virgil’s eyes zoned in on the man, maybe it was his fists clenching so hard his fingers might break, maybe it was the way his breathing became ragged and dangerous, maybe it was Virgil’s sheer size alone; whatever it was, it made the man’s giddy look drop off his face at the speed of light into pure, unbridled terror.

Good, now he saw how Alan was feeling.

As soon as Virgil saw the man release his hold on Alan to try and run, the middle Tracy moved.

The man wanted to leave very suddenly, huge money-load or not. Sure, it would be a big loss to let go of such a highly well-known person (one that was so young too), but if it meant he wouldn’t be folded in a way that was akin to an origami project, then the man was willing to drop everything and run. He let go of the target, turned around and took about 2 and a half steps before--

The man yelped as he felt himself be grabbed and aggressively shoved into a tree, head bouncing off of it because of momentum. With a groan, he opened his eyes and cried out in fear. Right in front of him was that other IR member. The giant one with muscles as big as steel and probably has the ability to bench press a small herd of bison. He couldn’t help the trembles that were overtaking him, and he was hoping he would at least be alive long enough to go change into a new pair of pants.

“What,” the IR member growled out, “the hell, do you think you’re doing?”

His sputters were weak and laughable, but maybe they would convince the IR member to take pity, “W-W-What? C’ mon, man, I know it looks bad, and yeah, m-maybe you’re coworkers, but, like, als-so relent a little b-bit. He’s cute, n-no?”

A millisecond of silence. Suddenly, Virgil pushed his arms into the man even more, dangerously close to ‘be careful, he might not be able to breathe’ territory, “You’re sick.”

The man, in all of his panicked glory, felt the blood rush to his head and greatly affect his mouth. He was never good at tact, “H-Hey! Don’t kn-knock it till you t-try it.”

Before Virgil could even start to think, his fist moved and collided directly in the man’s face and nose. He's sparred with Kayo. He knew how to hurt. With a step backward, he watched with satisfaction as the man, who was now out cold, slid uncomfortably down the tree. The sight put a grin on Virgil’s face. It was the least he deserved: a crick in his neck.

Now then, this man clearly couldn’t be left to just wake up and go home. He was a menace, and Virgil would hate himself for leaving such a dangerous thing on the streets. The only problem the Tracy couldn’t figure out was that he wasn’t sure where he would put him on ‘Two. It wasn’t anywhere near his brothers, that’s for sure. As Virgil pulled out some spare rope he managed to just have on him (thank God for small coincidences), his mind gleefully became playful. Yes, the roof of his girl would be a fitting seat for his kind. Right as he finished tying one of the strongest knots he knew, he heard a small, quiet, and scared voice speak up from a few feet away.

“Is he, uh, going to wake up soon?”

Oh fuck. Well, any anger or rage left his body like a gust of wind.

Letting the man’s tied up hands fall from his grasp, Virgil snapped his head up to look directly at Alan as if his younger brother caught Virgil with his hand in the cookie jar. ‘Deer in the headlights’ was a good way of describing Virgil, actually. His eyes were wide and his pupils were small once more, but that was because he was suddenly panicking over what exactly all of this entailed.

Because Alan was as far away as he could be from the man but close enough to be able to see Virgil and what the brother was doing to said stranger. Alan was desperately trying to seem like he was holding it together, but the way he held his arms around himself, and the thin sheen of sweat covering his face, Virgil thought he wasn’t succeeding as much as he wanted. A little bit of color had returned, at least, it looked like that, compared to how Alan was when he was being held by his captor. Not to mention the now-drying tear tracks...

Was that Virgil’s breath that was extremely heavy and labored? You know, maybe he should stop doing that. Taking a deep breath, Virgil stood up one knee at a time and carefully walked over to his younger brother. It broke his heart to see how Alan tensed up, so Virgil slowed his strides and re-thought out his plan for when he got close enough to touch his younger brother.

About a foot away from Alan, Virgil held his hands up like he was coaching a frightened animal, staring into those gigantic baby blue eyes as if this were ten years ago and Virgil was comforting a brother that just had a nightmare, not a brother that was nearly… God, he doesn’t even want to think that thought to himself, “Hey. Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?”

Keep it specific, give the shock victim something to focus on. Alan took a moment to register Virgil’s words before taking a deep breath and relaxing ever so slightly, “N-No, he just… startled me. I’ve never…” Alan closed his eyes and shuddered, the awful memory from just minutes ago washing over him like toxic waste.

Virgil’s hesitation was next to none as he stepped forward and practically engulfed his brother in his large frame. If not for Alan, at least for himself, because his own shock was just about kicking in, adrenaline wearing off at the speed of ‘One. Jesus, that was close. Jesus, that was close. If Virgil hadn’t shown up at that moment, just a few seconds later…

After a moment of flinching (that Virgil didn’t notice, thank God), Alan eventually melted into his Virgil’s embrace wholeheartedly. Part of him was still tense, his body still not completely sure that the danger was gone, but boy did that not matter while his older brother was here. Heh, older brothers, Scott was going to freak about this, John probably wouldn’t be much better…

Oh, oh shit-

Virgil couldn’t stop the eyebrow raise, followed by his utter surprise when Alan suddenly shot out of his arms and started waving his own almost like a drowning man would. Virgil was very concerned over why Alan was getting worked up again, but before he could even say ‘what’ in ‘what’s wrong’, Alan practically read his mind.

“Gordon! Virge, oh my God, they have Gor-”

There wasn’t much explanation needed after that.

Except there was a little bit, mainly for Virgil’s sake. Alan’s panic was overtaking a lot of his common sense, and the last thing Virgil was going to let happen was Alan getting near any of these people, not even with 10 feet between them. So with Alan’s promise that he won’t leave Virgil’s side at all, no more than a foot at most, they both hoofed it back to where Alan last saw Gordon.

Virgil was about to put a leash on the kid with how much he was jumping out of his skin, but eventually, they were there, and Virgil regrets his whole just because you left Gordon doesn’t mean he was taken speech he gave to consol Alan, because the spot he led them to had nothing but a semi-ripped up, familiar yellow sash on the ground.

Alan’s grip on Virgil’s arm was better than a tourniquet they’ve ever used. At least Virgil won’t have to worry about him running off anymore.

Lifting his wrist so he could contact everyone else, Virgil could feel the blood drain from his face just like Alan’s.

“International Rescue, we… shit, John, we’ve gotta big problem.”

[tigerintokyo]

Izumi Mitsuki [RabbiTube] RabiTV - Episode 1

Izumi Mitsuki [RabbiTube] RabiTV

Episode 1: Spending Time with Mitsuki

(other cards / parts in the directory)

Translation under the break.

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Staff: .......That's all for the outline of "RabbiTube."

Staff: I'm planning to introduce a part of the video in "NEXT Re:vale" as well!

Staff: We are hoping to show a side of you that people usually can't see on TV. We leave it in your hands!

Momo: I'm looking forward to it! 

Yuki: Really anything, it's okay to strip down and show everything. 

Mitsuki: Hahaha, please be gentle with me! I'll have to take a look and study up a bit....! 

Gaku: You know, Tenn, you were watching videos on RabbiTube the other day, right? It could be helpful as a reference. Did you figure anything out from it? 

Tenn: .........I was just watching a cat video. 

Gaku: What, it was just a cat video? That's not helpful. 

Ryunosuke: .....No, the cat videos could be helpful too! Like with what kind of behavior can entertain or give people a sense of healing..... 

Gaku: Wait, Ryuu. We can only use a few of them as reference. 

Yuki: .....Cat Gaku, that would be nice. 

Tenn: ..........Hehe....... 

Gaku: Hey, Tenn, were you laughing at me just now?!

Riku: A cat......! Like, a video of Iori going to a cat cafe?

Iori: Please stop. Why would it be me?

Yamato: Wait, if it is a video like that, I don't want to do it...... 

Tamaki: I wanna do "Terrific Pudding"! 

Sogo: ........If we're choosing, I want to try doing "The Top 100 Spices in the World"..... 

Nagi: I want to have a Kokona watch party!

Mitsuki: Isn't that just the same as always for you guys?! 

Iori: .....wait.... a video petting animals is a little cliché,  but it has a certain charm to it..... 

Riku: Did you say something, Iori? 

Iori: No, I didn't say anything.

Momo: Hahaha! Great! You all have some great ideas!

Momo: This is what I am talking about! I hope to show off the "everyday you" on RabbiTube!

Yuki: Well, I'm looking forward to working with you all this year as well.

IDOLiSH7 & TRIGGER: Thank you for this opportunity! 

Riku: This year's birthday project is to become a RabbiTube creator......! 

Sogo: We always have so much fun hanging out in the RabbiChat. I might miss doing it like that. 

Mitsuki: ....... I might miss it too. Even though it's nice we can give a video to fans, I still want to celebrate with all of us together!

Yamato: Well, we've been doing it all this time, haven't we? 

Nagi: ...... But, we've been doing a lot of work separately lately. I can understand how difficult it could be to schedule it....

Tamaki: So we can't eat the cake Mikki makes for us? 

Mitsuki: I will definitely be making a cake! Right, Iori?!  

Iori: Yes, of course. I’ll help you. 

Riku: Hm.... Celebration....... celebration.... 

Riku: Aha! Okay, well, how about we take the birthday person somewhere? We can all plan it and go out together. 

Riku: It might be hard to all go out together...... Let's ask the managers to schedule it so then the ones who can make it can all go out together! 

Mitsuki: Going out.... Until now we've been partying in the RabbiChat, so it could be fresh and new!

Yamato: It would be a shame if we all can't go, but maybe deciding where to go together could feel like a party too.... For me, a beer brewery would be good. 

Mitsuki: You can't just choose by yourself! 

Tamaki: Then, we can take a lot of photos and videos for the ones who can't go. We could send them in the RabbiChat. 

Nagi: OH! That's a wonderful idea. It'll make it feel like we are partying together. 

Iori: People might be happy if we upload it on Rabbiter (twitter).

Sogo: Sounds like fun.....! How about talking to the manager about it tomorrow? 

Riku: OK! ...... It's going to be another year of fun birthdays! 

Mitsuki: Awesome....! I didn't realize there was a festival this close to us with outdoor theaters this big!

Iori: There are also food stalls and other small attractions. 

Iori: Nii-san, I hope you can do something here with a movie that you like. 

Mitsuki: .....Thanks, Iori, Yamato-san. You've really put a lot of thought into it for me. 

Yamato: I didn't do anything. Ichi came up with the idea, since you're so into movies. 

Iori: .....Nikaido-san was the one who came up with the festival though? So, I'm the one who didn't do anything. 

Yamato: No, no, if you didn't have the idea, then I wouldn't have searched for it, Ichi. 

Iori: But, all I could think of was like going to the movies or doing a pilgrimage of Nii-san's favorite movies. 

Mitsuki: Iori...!

Iori: Ahh... 

Mitsuki: Well, that doesn't change that you both really thought about it, right? Thanks! Really! 

Iori: .....no...... As long as you enjoy it, Nii-san, then everything is OK. 

Yamato: Ichi and I already did the RabbiTube video, so we had a lot of time on our hands. We can fully enjoy it. 

Mitsuki: It's kind of funny that I'm going to be entertained by the two of you. 

Yamato: Wait, do I have to entertain you?

Iori: Leave it to me. I've done a lot of research. 

Tsumugi: I'm sorry to have kept you all waiting.... The parking lot is really far away.... 

Mitsuki: Oh, hey! Manager, you made it! Isn't it great?! Iori and Yamato-san found this festival for me!

Tsumugi: .......Wow.....! It's a really amazing place! It's really calm even with all these people! I can even hear the movies being played. 

Tsumugi: It's the perfect festival for a movie lover like Mitsuki-san. 

Mitsuki:  Right? To be honest, I thought we would be going to a cooking studio or a futsal [1] field. 

Yamato: Ichi was obsessed with finding a great movie. 

Tsumugi: Did you have a reason for that? 

Iori:  ....... When I was young, I went to the movies with Nii-san, and I was really annoying to him.

Mitsuki: Huh? I don't remember what happened....!

Iori: The theater was so loud and dark, I cried and caused a scene. 

Mitsuki: Ah........ I  think I remember that! You really have a good memory!

Yamato: From that, it sounds like a really funny story..... 

Iori: ..... Because I started crying, we had to leave in the middle of the movie, so we couldn't watch the movie Nii-san liked. 

Iori: That was the last time I went to the movies with Nii-san. 

Mitsuki: ........Iori.....

Iori: You might have not thought it was a big deal, but for me, it was really important. 

Yamato: Alright, so today you'll have your revenge. 

Tsumugi: So you had that kind of reason for all this.... 

Iori: Yes. I've already researched all the attractions and booths perfectly.

Iori: Nii-san, if there's something you'd like to eat or do, just let me know. 

Mitsuki: .......haha. This place feels even more special than it did just moment ago.

Mitsuki: Iori, let's have fun today!

Iori: OK.....! 

Yamato: Uh, I'm not interrupting anything, am I? It's alright for me to be here?

Iori:  Far from it. Nikaido-san, you'll have an important role to play.

Yamato: Eheh........ 

Iori: They have a theater zone that is 18+. 

Iori: I can't go in, so you'll have to take my place. 

Yamato: There's a zone like that? Well, would you want the manager to go in with him? 

Tsumugi: What?! 

Iori: ......I'm not sure what you're thinking now, but it's a place that older people can also enjoy. It's not anything weird, like you're thinking.

Yamato: What the heck..... 

Mitsuki: You don't have to be so obviously let down!

Mitsuki: Is it okay to go to that theater zone without Iori, though? 

Iori: Yes. In the meantime, I have some things to get ready with our manager. 

Mitsuki: What would that be?! 

Tsumugi: You'll have to wait to find out! .....Alright, everyone, let's all enjoy this wonderful place together....! 

Mitsuki: Ha....... It's like I'm in a dream or something.... 

Iori: The set recreation exhibition was really amazing. 

Tsumugi: Yamato-san, thank you for saving a spot for us. 

Yamato: Oh, I think I got a really good spot. You can look forward to it. 

Mitsuki: Oh, Yamato-san, try this one!

Yamato: Wow, what is this? It's completely brown..... noodles? 

Iori: It's a mix of two different types of noodles, stir-fried and topped with block-cut meat. 

Mitsuki: A movie meal! They're selling recreations of the food in movies! 

Yamato: Th--thanks for the food. ............ It's good! 

Mitsuki: Right? This is so exciting! 

Iori: Let's make this one at the dorm later. 

Mitsuki: Good idea! We should call over Yaotome or Yuki-san!

Iori: That would be a lot of fun. 

Yamato: It's like a movie club. I don't want to get involved, so I'll just hole up in my room that day..... 

Iori:  Nikaido-san, did you get a tent space in the theater zone? 

Yamato: Wow, you already knew? There was a spot open that looked like a camping spot, so I reserved it. I heard you could play whatever you want in your own tent? 

Iori: You got it.....! Thank you. I could attack you with a hug right now, Nikaido-san. 

Yamato: What? It's that great?

Iori: Well, I won't actually hug you, though. 

Yamato: I feel like I just got rejected.

Mitsuki: Oh, what would we do there, in that place you were just talking about?  

Iori: .....I would like to show you a video that Nikaido-san, our manager, and I have prepared. 

Yamato: Ah, that's what you're talking about....!  

Iori: I'm surprised that Nikaido-san is so bad at guessing, but we've been recording birthday messages for Nii-san from a lot of different people. 

Mitsuki: Eh..... But how? You guys have been so busy lately.... 

Tsumugi: Everyone has been really supportive, and they all wanted to say happy birthday to you, Mitsuki-san. 

Tsumugi: Mr. Shimoka, especially, was into it....! 

Yamato: It was good that you could do all this, Ichi. 

Iori: No, this time it just went really well and it was the right time and place. 

Mitsuki: ......Th--thank you.... really.... I, I don't know what to say.... 

Iori: Nii-san, all you have to do is smile. That's the best thank you. 

Mitsuki: Haha..... ...... OK!

Yamato: Save your tears until you actually see it.

Tsumugi: Hey, let's all take a picture together to remember this moment....! 

Tsumugi: OK, cheese....!!!

-end of Episode 1-

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T/N

Futsal is an indoor soccer-like game: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Futsal

Please do not use my translations without my permission.

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Serendipity (C.B) | Chapter 16

Summary: Serendipity: (n) the chance occurrence of events in a beneficial way

Popular youtuber Isabella Hart, known as Bella to her audience, bends over backwards to separate her youtube life from her private life. Known for her overall clean content and her bubbly attitude, Isabella has a wild side to her that only those inside the youtube community know about. When Bella meets Colby during one of the trap house parties she finally meets someone she can be her genuine self with. When trouble arises after their meeting, will Bella be able to hand the pressure or will she destroy her relationship with Colby as well as herself in the process. [This starts in 2018]

Written: 2019

Word Count: 2,944

Warnings: swearing

Serendipity Masterlist

I knock on Corey and Devyn's door. I wait a few seconds until Devyn opened the door. She looks around and then looks at me.

"Can we talk in private for a second?" I ask. Devyn and I hang out all the time. I don't know why I'm nervous about talking to her. Maybe it's because Colby doesn't know I'm here yet and I also wanted to surprise him. Devyn lets me in and closes the door behind me.

"What do you need? Help with a prank?" Devyn sits on her bed and pats a spot for me to sit.

"Well, I'm not going to be here long. I just wanted to know if you were going to be busy in 2 weeks? And in two days, but two weeks is more important."

"Oh? I'm free, why?"

"How would you like a makeup job? I have a super-secret project going on and I need a make up artist."

"I mean, I'll definitely need more details but yeah. I'll do it."

"Okay, I can tell you. But you can't tell anyone, not even our boyfriends. Literally, nobody knows except the people who are working on this project."

"My lips are sealed. Now spill!"

"So, basically, after these past few months, I decided that I'm going to go back to the whole social media thing. This time I'm going to actually post things I actually care about and not act online anymore. I've known about this for weeks, that's why I haven't been around lately. I've been meeting with managers and planning content and the new set up of my brand. I even a few more secret projects lined up."

"Spit out this big project!"

"Fine. As you know, I sing. So my first video back is going to be a whole music video. It's for a song I wrote, so that's exciting. I'm going to need three main looks that are going to be used in the video. Two of the looks you're going to be replicating both sides of me that have been seen by the media and the third is me now. They're versions of me that have been born from this chaos. My new manager just wants to get you in so you can sign some contracts and all that."

"Actually, I love it. I have so many ideas already. We can..."

Devyn and I talk until Corey comes home. I take my leave and decided to hang out with Colby in his room. I feel bad for hiding my whole youtube comeback from him. Devyn is the first person from the group that I've told. I want to tell everyone else but I have a whole video planned where I surprise everyone individually and get their reactions. I have a big plan to reveal my comeback to a lot of people.

I've kept this secret for the past few weeks. I spent days wondering what to do with my life. I could go back to normal schooling next semester and keep my head down until I graduated and then get a normal job. But the idea of that didn't sound fun. I wanted the excitement that I had when I first started youtube and began getting popular. The buzz I once had when I created content that I once loved. The buzz I get from doing music. I'm still going to do normal videos, but I'm going to start doing things that I like. All last week was busy with me meeting potential managers that were willing to take me on and planning the music video.

I plan to have a party where I invite all of my closest friends and reveal the video to them, just as it's uploaded on my youtube channel. Get everyone's raw and honest reactions. It's scary and nerve-racking, but it will hopefully work out in the end.

****

Devyn and I sit in the back of an uber driving back from the last day of the music video shoot. It's Friday night and after a week of waking up early and getting home late, I just want to sleep until the big party reveal. But I have a mini reveal that I have to get out of the way. For the last of the three looks, my team and I decided to go all out. Not only did we cut my hair, but we also dyed it pink. A dark pink that will hopefully fade over time. Devyn also suggested that we shave a line into my left eyebrow. The look is complete with a fake lip ring and my first tattoo. Besides cutting my hair and having a fake piercing, these are all things that I wanted to do but couldn't without fear of ruining my reputation. I never wanted to cut my hair, but after all of this, I felt like I needed a change. Of course, I planned this change for after Thanksgiving where I went to meet Colby's parents for the first time. I couldn't have my first interaction with his parents be a total shit storm, which it wasn't

Other than Devyn, I didn't tell anyone that this was happening. Because I'm planning on uploading a behind the scenes video, I thought it would be best to also get everyone's reactions on camera. It doesn't look bad. Strangely, it feels like I've always looked like this. Like there was never a change. I'm only nervous about how Colby will react to the new me. The general public may not like it, but they hate me so much already so what's new. Colby, on the other hand, is the person I love most in the world and his opinion matters to me.

We pull up in front of the house and all my nerves are suddenly gone, or maybe they're hidden. We get out of the car and walk into the house. I let Devyn go in first so she could set up the camera. Devyn made up an excuse for us that she is practicing new makeup looks on me. And because I'm on a hiatus, I gave her my camera to use for the time being. So every night she brings in the camera and sets it up in the same place so that nobody gets suspicious. This has been a long elaborate plan, but in two weeks, everything should be back to normal.

After a few minutes, I walk casually and wait until everyone notices. The first two that see me are Kat and Colby. Kat's first instinct is to scream, which causes everyone to look up.

"What the fuck is going on? Am I high? Baby, pinch me." Corey sticks his arm out at Devyn for her to pinch.

"Holy crap, I didn't recognize you for a second. I thought a fan broke in or something." Aaron says.

"That is definitely not how you looked when you left this morning. Is this real?"

"I think Kat and Colby are influencing you too much, Isabella."

"I can't do anything about the tattoo, but I can't tell if you guys like the hair or not. I can fix the color but the length is going to be like this for a while."

"No, baby, it's fine. It's great! What, uh, inspired this new you?" Colby's face has this slight scrunch to it. It's not noticeable to the naked eye, but people who actually know Colby can tell. He absolutely hates it.

"Just wanted to try something new. Anyway, I'm beat from today so I'm just going to go to bed. Night everyone."

I run upstairs before anyone can say something. If it wasn't for the fact that I was so tired I would just go home. I'm not upset. I couldn't care less about Colby not liking the several changes I've made to myself. If anything, I'm annoyed. I'm not annoyed that he didn't like it. I'm annoyed that he lied about liking it for my benefit. It's been a while since the whole 'me almost dying in a momentary lapse of judgment' situation and I thought we were past Colby treading lightly around me.

I have a new system to get through life. One that doesn't rely on Colby, because I can't always go to him every time shit hits the fan. The first step was to sit down and find a therapist. Might as well get some professional help to get everything in order. Then, I decided to work on making sure that if something were to happen to me, my family would get nothing. It felt weird to write a will considering that I'm only 19. And because I am no longer part of the family, I started the process of changing my last name. I decided just to use my middle name, Rose, as my last name. My good grandmother's name was Rose and her middle name was Jane. I just filled out the paperwork to officially become Isabella Jane Rose or Isabella Rose. The last step in me getting better was to change physically. Hence the rose tattoo and the short pink hair. Something felt off about all of these changing happening around and to me but still staring back at the version of me that I didn't want to be any more in the mirror. I got the tattoo because I've always wanted one and I got it in memory of my grandmother. The pink hair was the random part. I knew that I was going to cut it. But this morning while I was in hair and makeup I made a last-minute decision that I now love.

****

I managed to get all the makeup fast enough just crawl into bed. If it had taken longer than five minutes I would just give up and go to bed. While trying to go to sleep I hear the door open slowly and then shut quietly. I hear Colby carefully trying to move in the dark.

"You can turn the light on, I'm not asleep yet." After a few seconds of hearing Colby struggle in the dark, he manages to turn on the lights.

"Sorry, I know you're tired. I was just going to join you. Do you have to be up early again?" Colby changes out of his clothes and puts on a pair of shorts.

"No, I can start sleeping in again." I roll over to face Colby as he climbs into bed.

"So I finally get you all to myself? I don't mean to complain but I only saw you when it was time to sleep and when you left in the morning."

"Yeah, we can spend time together. I need your help planning a party. And bout the whole only seeing me at night and in the morning thing, think of it as practice for when we start living together. I mean, It's not going to be like that every day but there are going to be times like that. I'm going to have to get used to you leaving me to go do stupid demon chasing shit or doing illegal things."

"First of all," Colby props up his head in his hand, "we're not doing 'stupid demon chasing shit.' We're just going around and seeing what happens with these things."

"You call purposely going to super haunted places and actively doing things to store spirits and demons up 'just going around to see what happens?' That mentality is going to get you guys in some serious trouble. All I'm saying is that when we move in together, you do all of that stuff outside our apartment. Go do it at Sam's or Jake's place.

"Deal, I promise to keep the scary ghost and demon stuff out of our apartment. Now, what's this you say about a party?"

****

Unlike the guys, my parties are a lot tamer. I made the event exclusive. Only those who I am actually close to and who are my friends are invited. Basically, anyone who didn't turn on me before the big leak and I was friendly with before it happened were invited. Which is still a lot of people but not the normal amount of people that guys are used to destroying their house. I asked everyone if I could borrow the house for one night. My apartment is too small and renting space would be too big. The trap house was the only place that was perfect enough. They didn't even have to help me set up. I made the food and brought the drinks. Well, I bought the nonalcoholic drinks. Colby bought the liquor to avoid me getting into trouble.

Kat, Devyn, Xepher, Tori, and I got ready in Corey and Devyn's room. Tori was added to our little group a few weeks ago, we've been inviting her to hang out with us so she feels welcomed. After we finished getting ready we all went to set up a bit more. The guys set up the backyard, despite it being one of the rare days where it's cold in California.

I wanted to have a kickback. My circle of people when all hell broke loose was pretty much just the trap house. To everyone else I actually was dead. So I planned this even to Cath up and get back into the swing of things. While on my break both Colby and I avoided parties and events that were very crowded. It wasn't too bad considering there was a week where we were in Kansas for Thanksgiving. I can use this time to catch up with everyone as well as make my huge announcement that I'm rejoining team internet. And with Christmas around the corner, we decided to have a kind of small Christmas party.

"Corey, you better not be eating the dip I made!" I yell from the kitchen. Sam, Aaron, Kat, Devyn and I are currently in the kitchen cooking and making snacks. We had to kick out Colby, Corey, and Jake for simply causing trouble.

"I'm not! It's falling into my mouth and it would be a waste to just spit it out." I finish cooking the mac and cheese and put it in a food warmer before walking into the living room. Colby is sitting on the couch on his phone while Jake and Corey hover over the chips and dip.

"Really?" Colby throws his hands up in defense.

"Hey, I tried to tell them."

"It's a good thing that I know you guys and put out the store-bought dip first and hid the one I made."

"No wonder it tastes so good." Jake mumbles. I smack him on the back of the head. I turn the music on and head back in the kitchen to see how everything is going.

A few minutes later people start coming and the party started. I organize the presents for the white elephant event that's going to happen near the end of the party. I socialize and catch up with Kian, JC, and Chelsea. I talk to David and talk him out of leaving early and promise him something fun will happen. I'm hoping something will happen, if not I might have to do something crazy for his vlog later just to make up for it. As everyone is eating I go and stand up on a free space on the couch. To get everyone's attention I turn off the music and use a megaphone that David had in his car.

"Hey guys, I just wanted to say a few things. I'll try to make this as short and painless as possible. So, as we all know, I've been going through a rough patch in the past few months. And I know that some people here were worried about me, which is why I decided to throw this party. Just to let you know that all is good in the neighborhood. So good in fact that I have a surprise that some of you will like and some of you may not. Just consider this, dinner and a show." The lights turn off and the small projector turns on and plays my music video.

While everyone watches I step out into the kitchen where I go and quickly change all my profile pictures and profile banners. The video was scheduled to go out at this exact moment so I don't have to do anything there. The video was sent to me early this morning and I watched it then. I send out a quick tweet and an Instagram photo before shutting off my phone for the rest of the night. When the video is over, I walk back into the living room.

"I know, I'm sorry for making you watch my music video. I honestly didn't know another way to say that I'M BACK, BABY! Which means, yes David, you can do whatever mean horrible prank you can possibly think of. Ki, J, you can make me do a ridiculous challenge video with horrible consequences. No, Sam and Colby, I will not do a scary exploring video with you but I will do literally anything else. And overall, because I know the guys are going to go back to throwing insane parties, we can all party together like we used to! So you guys can go back to eating and talking, that's all I had to say. Also, we'll do the white elephant in about half an hour so get your cameras ready because there is some vlogable content in there."

I hop off the couch and go sit next to Colby and continue to enjoy the rest of the party.

[cruddyborderlandstheories]

omg okay so i was totally ignorant but now i am enlightened because the brilliant @h00f sent me the booth video recording and im dying over it so here we goooo. i recorded it and uploaded the vid into davinci resolve so i could zoom in and also go through frame by frame.

tl;dr: so its all good its all good UM TYREEN’S TATTOOS WENT MISSING ON HER FOREARM AND THEN SHE SUCKED A MONSTER AND THEY REAPPEARED so it’s all good it’s all good im not having a crisis. im not. i thiiiiiiiiink we see the Vault of Promethea (the one with the cranes, but lilith also says “wherever the hunt for the vaults takes us” which throws me off a bit. still kinda think it’s promethea tho).

so not what i was expecting to be doing at 2:32 am but you know what? this is okay, borderlands gives me literally infinite energy

and new content? HOH BOY i am going to go so fucking in depth. hold onto ur horses. i was working on my mock intro to the game but this is so much better

UMM?? HOLY SIHT????

THAT’S THE SAME TILE AS THE ONE IN THE TEMPLE

I THOUGHT THIS WAS ON EDEN-6???

same tile on the wall on the right there

those guardian statues have staffs!!! that’s so rad, like the Watcher and shit, they also have less big necks?? or they might be bowing down. they look a lot more humanoid than the guardian/eridian statues im used to!!!

like as far as i can see they don’t have the butt spikes? maybe these are just super well preserved and thus not broken/spiky/cracked!! I do think the staffs are awesome! I know the Watcher carried one and so do some in TPS (I don’t recall seeing any in bl1 with staffs? im pretty sure they used their energy claw things) so maybe these are a higher tier of guardian than the ones we see in bl1? (which, if the Eridians wanted us to open Pandora’s vault as punishment for stealing fire the tech on Promethea, then that would make sense)

AND THE CRANES! and the buildings!!!!! is this Promethea’s vault? there’s something in the sky near the moon (?) so i thought maybe that was the asteroid belt but... it’s only condensed in one area..? 

it looks like a rocky place (you know, the quasmarian quarry Typhon mentions?!), i could see it, it looks super well-kept!!! my only problem?? it’s not underground/next to a cliff or anything. i guess it’s actually possible with those cranes and shit that it’s been excavated completely

i think we walk out of a temple here, which makes me think this is connected to the temple with all those monster dudes in it (also i can’t be the only one who thinks the blue sparkles on the statue on the far left makes it look like it has a shiny thicc butt. i CANNOT be the only one)

you know this one

well ACTUALLY in the We Are Mayhem trailer we DO see one of these guys!!! he’s on Maliwan’s side as the VHs are running across the bridge and im pretty sure that is Promethea!

IM PRETTY SURE

the neon lights and shit make me think it is in fact the city!!! maybe a part of the city that’s been totally overrun by Maliwan??

okay im certain this is promethea, those turrets we 100% see in the gameplay reveal trailer (below)

i thought i recognized that silhouette!

so unless maliwan is carting those demon dudes from a different planet to use in their army, I’m going to guess the huge ass temple was excavated from when Typhon found it (explaining the cranes and buildings) and Maliwan maybe took control with the CoV and somehow?? got control of those big demon boys. not quite sure tbh

OKAY SO THIS IS SO AWESOME ASDFGFHGJFK IM NERDING THE HELL OUT I LOVE ERIDIAN STUFF AAAA OKAY SORRY IM JUST ADSFSGFHYDJUK

AND THIS ONE LOOKS SO TINY?? I AAAA I KNOW IT’S NOT BUT??

THIS FEELS LIKE IT WOULD BE THE VAULT ON ATHENAS (IF THERE IS ONE) THOSE STAIRS (??) ARE GIVING ME THE VIBE. THERE IS UNFORTUNATELY NOT A LOT TO WORK OFF OF HERE, BUT THE PROJECTION THING IT’S DOING IS NEATO!! 

okay so this is either paint or light. and i can’t tell if that’s a person up there or a statue or something? I feel like i can’t almost see a cross or something so...

THEN IT CUTS TO THIS? AND HOLY STARGATE VIBES BATMAN I LOVE IT

i have a huuuuge feeling at least one of these Vaults is going to appear in like a cutscene of a flashback where Rhys and/or Fiona describe what happened at the end of Tales. The reason I’m bringing this up right now is because this Vault is just... in a void. There’s nothing around it except that gradient which is really bizarre to me.

JUST

ALL OF THIS

HOLY HELL THAT LOOKS LIKE A FORTRESS IN THE BACKGROUND MAYBE THAT’S WHERE THE TWINS ‘LIVE’? I IMAGINE THEY HAVE SOME SORT OF PLACE TO SLEEP AT THE VERY LEAST

it has the mouthpiece shape on the top up there? although i guess that could also be a VERY crude statue of someone raising their hands to the sky?? but it looks like the mouthpiece symbol. 

another shot of the HBC

intro to the rc

what i am assuming is the back area of the RC? but uh... given what we saw above, maybe this is in their fortress area???? imagine lilith teleports away because the twins stole the key from us and we have to sprint to their fortress base and when we get there it opens into a cutscene and Lilith is crawling on the ground away from them

mhmhmhmhmhmmm

heyo look at those shapes and colors on the left there. you know exactly what im gonna say

im gonna say it anyway

inhale atlasatlasatlasatlasatlasatlasatlasatlasatlas

okay i think i got it out of my system

it could also be dahl architecture (because it looks very very similar to the RC) painted with the colors of the CoV. Could also be that. 

i do think it’s interesting because this is almost the exact same shot as this!!

which means this is here

and i can 100% see this being in their fortress (???) and not the RC. The RC has that huge area in the back we don’t explore yet, so it could be there but... now I’m thinking... what if that’s just so we find the clue that the sun smashers gave the key to the twins in the HBC? Like i know i said the room Shiv comes out of is gonna be it but... maybe the whole area is just for quest stuff? or there’s a loot room or smth. idk. it’s good to keep ur mind open to alternative possibilities, is all

we get to learn what color Tyreen’s power actually is! ... I think? I’m pretty sure. like im hopeful this happens before she steals Lily’s powers...? but?? anyway although the vid is washed out, if we look at the shot from the dev trailer, it seems to be purple/red. I thought it was straight red, but guess not. Unless this IS after she stole Lily’s powers and that’s why she’s looking at it like that LMAO. i don’t know!!

Troy with a little robot buddy! Did he build that?! it’s adorable! it reminds me of the one in the RC but without a snake body. I wonder if his body mods/arm/neural implants let him control it. that’d be so rad

... why did the background start glowing???

ty in the hbc!!!

same shot with troy. i think this is the same cutscene as the reveal trailer one (VS the Calypso Twins) just at a slightly different angle/animation

oh shit is that a demon boy in the background? i think it might be

definitely looks like the temple area!! those spikes look like they could’ve been part of one’s wings, you can even see the thin skin bit stretched out on the left next to tyreen. also... is that an eyeball on the part in the middle there? that’s horrifying. no thank you.

so far, literally the closest we see Troy near one. This is 100% after he shed the monster skin like a snake. ... I’m kidding. mostly.

also i can’t believe my art of the twins giving the rock on symbol is actually legit. i posted that literally the morning before their personalities were revealed in the demo, im so happy

if this is not the video we see in Shiv’s room I’m gonna be so disappointed. is that a sword behind the box? Also i think i understand why the Map Machine Broke now. I am under the assumption this happens before they steal lily’s powers, but it’s entirely possible it’s after! this looks like the area they steal them in, so maybe lily sees it on live stream and is like “NOPE FUCK THIS” and teleports in to steal it. that’d be really interesting... still hoping they steal her tats after the HBC tho. im gon b really upset if they dont lol (not really, because it’s fucking bl3, but like... why would u then go put the map with mouthpiece... why...)

troy has his tattoos here! that or his skin has been peeled off and he’s losing a lot of blood. let’s say he has his tattoos so i can sleep tonight :)

cuts to him catching the key? almost want to say this is a different scene entirely than the previous one. same area, probably though

hmhmhmhmhm the fortress (?????) doesn’t seem to be connected to a rock wall at all (it’s elevated on like a plateau) so you know what, maybe this IS in the RC afterall!

fuckin mlg over here

oh it stops glowing again. you know maybe its on like a timer/pulsing or something. maybe that’s not important lol

back at the monster. why does tyreen look nervous/in pain? AND WHERE DID HER FOREARM TATTOOS GO???

OH MY GOD

THEY ONLY START REAPPEARING AFTER SHE DOES THE SUCK ON SOMETHING BELOW HER

WAIT HOLD UP

 UMM 

wTF???

i think that’s the horn or part of the monster they were sitting on/had killed???

holy shit. are tyreen’s tattoos/powers temporary and she has to continuously suck the life force out of stuff to keep them going??????? maybe stronger stuff = longer battery life??? holy shit.

troy in jakobs manor! explains the psychos with tv heads being hung everywhere

i was about to say this was the HBC but its not. ‘HOLY CHILDREN’ maybe this is where the VHs are walking forward with the giant spike head behind them. you know, this area?

altho that would be the outside of it. ACTUALLY maybe this is the entrance to the fort?? the walls like like castle walls lol

what in the holy fuck is that thing??

it looks like a fucking dragon??? sitting on a wire ball?

where the heck is this? in the temple area maybe? i don’t ever remember the floors glowing, but they do look similar. 

oh and the twins shake forearms again. maybe Tyreen is giving Troy half her powers or something and whenever she does her tattoos start to disappear so she has to suck more energy from other stuff to keep them present??

to this shot, so it’s a possibility. maybe they figured out how to “activate” stuff or something! And i am kinda thinking this is on Promethea now because of the Vault being similar? and the big demon boys appearing. but again like... the Eridians were kinda EVERYWHERE so it’s hard to say for certain even if the architecture looks similar. of course it would, they were goddamn everywhere. still curious as to why Little Blue gets that book, though. is it typhon’s book? a siren’s book? a researcher’s book? one of her ancestor’s books? i don’t know! lol

another shot of this. is this actually a vault???? it seems small and tbh the vaults are usually like... not shaped/designed like this? maybe it’s a statue. idk this feels wrong saying it’s a Vault. it doesn’t even have the inscriptions. maybe the academic district on athenas has a statue of a vault bc they’ve got a bunch of weird shit like Amara’s tattoos on a building and a vault symbol for a door so why the heck not this too lmao

the circus area with the ferris wheel! im so excited for this area. hype hype. it looks like it’s next to the motorcade. maybe this is where the big face arena place with pain and terror is, too!!! i could see the whole arena type deal being in a giant red circus tent

oooo where the fuck is this?? im interested. my first thought was a spaceship bc of the machinery (?) in the back but... maybe not?

maybe some part of the CoV spaces we’ve already seen? the railing in the back makes me think so.

back in the HBC!

space shot of Promethea (the asteroid belt and city lights)

it was at this point in the vid i started crying (like for real lol)

god im so ready for this game

Sanc-III!

colors check out 

im still wondering where that blue ship is...

they have totally different paint designs and the blue one is on the cover art as well!!! what is UP with that gearbox?!

anyway, this is TAKE OFF and also a nice shot of Elpis in the background. the crackening lava seems to have died down over 7 or so years. good for her.

“Pandora”. i love the sky, holy shit that’s gorgeous. what’s in the sky there by the moon? i don’t know! maybe sanc-iii actually DOES have a cloaking device. damn, i was kidding, but that’d be amazing

eden-6! with the jakobs manor in the background. this looks vvvv similar if not the same area we got the moze gameplay in

Promethea!!!!!!! wow this place is gorgeous holy shit

as this shot appears lily says “wherever the hunt for the Vaults takes us” which is likely implying this isn’t promethea. athenas, then? It’s possible, we see Maliwan has occupied at LEAST the academic district so i could see them excavating a Vault.

THERE’S A BIRD where do we see birds??? on eden-6, but this 100% does not look like eden-6 to me... it would explain the temple, though....... because tannis has the floor tile in her office the same time she’s crawling around inside a dino so... maybe???

we’ll have to see! I kinda hope it’s promethea, seeing large buildings and cranes and shit would only really fit my views of Promethea and Pandora.... the whole area is giving off weird blue sparkly effects, maybe it has been teleported or summoned or something? i don’t really know what’s up with that tbh.

it cuts off on this shot

wondering if this is like a character selection screen or smth it reminds me of the persona “press start” screens haha

also the art in the background is pretty rad. anyway that’s all for now folks

im gonna go pass out now, it’s 4:12 in the am. gnight

edit: i got my acronyms for the hbc and rc messed up bc i am a v tired.

[marshmallowgoop]

Studio Trigger Live Drawing with Mago (03/13/19): Transcript (Non-Verbatim)

Studio Trigger streamed their fourth Twitch live drawing at 19:00 JST on March 13, 2019. The stream features Space Patrol Luluco character designer Mago drawing Trigger-chan from Trigger Girls and Luluco from Space Patrol Luluco, as well as a Q and A with producer Hiromi Wakabayashi and translator Tatsuru Tatemoto. A full video of the stream is available on Twitch here.

I’ve put together a transcript of the stream for anyone curious about the Q and A. While the transcript is not verbatim, all the meaning should still be captured.

Transcript

Tatsuru Tatemono (Tattun): Okay. Thank you for joining us on our fourth live-drawing session. We have Mago as our guest tonight. I’m aware that it’s very late for a lot of our followers. Thank you for stopping by. It’s 3:00 am in Seattle. Thank you very much for stopping by.

Again, Mago is our guest animator or guest illustrator today. As usual, Hiromi Wakabayashi is here as our MC. I, Tattun, will be doing the translation and moderation for the stream tonight. Tonight, we are having Mago draw Studio Trigger’s mascot character, Trigger-chan. I believe we had a special request from Mago that she wanted to draw Luluco as well. So, I think, uh, we would like…

Mago says that it’s a pleasure to meet you. She says that her name is Mago the Illustrator, and she’ll do her best today. Hiromi Wakabayashi says konnichiwa, as usual.

I’m sorry if it looks dark. It’s our camera. We’re going to be focusing on the illustration part a little bit more, so hopefully, the darkness won’t be too bothersome. I guess Hiromi brought a pre-release item from Promare that he was quality checking.

I’m very sorry. We’ll have our audio pumped up a little bit more.

So, we noticed that there’s a little glare on Mago’s tablet. We’re going to try to get rid of the glare so that you have a better view of how she is working with her illustration. Today, Mago is working with SAI 1, the first version of SAI. I believe she’s using the Cintiq 16, the newest tablet by Wacom. Otherwise, she’s using a wireless keyboard and mouse. When we upload the video on YouTube, I’ll make sure to cover all the specifics in the comments section.

Okay. So, I think we will get started with the Q and A session like usual. However, before we do so, note that this stream is brought to you by all the lovely support we receive from Patreon. Thank you. If you’re interested in becoming a supporter as well, the link is provided on our Twitter page. Please check it out if you’re curious. We try to provide digital rewards as frequently as possible, so if you’re interested in those things, do definitely give our Patreon a glance when you have some time!

So, for the people who are unfamiliar, Mago usually works on a lot of Studio Trigger’s SD character designs. She’s been a part of every single project except for DARLING in the FRANXX, which doesn’t really count because DARLING in the FRANXX is a collaboration work and not a 100% genuine Trigger show. Mago wasn’t part of Inferno Cop, either. Inferno Cop is a prestigious Trigger title, Hiromi says, so she needs more experience with Studio Trigger. We’re receiving some comments that Mago’s not a part of Turning Girls as well.

Well, that was the introduction. Let’s get started with the Q and A session. Again, if you’re a part of our Patreon, you will have the opportunity to cast a vote on what kinds of questions will be asked and what kinds of illustrations will be drawn during these streams.

Hiromi and Mago are explaining that Mago’s drawing is an interesting line-up of characters. You don’t usually see these two characters together because they’re obviously the same character.

I have a question from Paul Schmidt: “Mago-san, I noticed you're only credited as the character designer and with ending illustrations on Space Patrol Luluco in Anime News Network's (ANN) encyclopedia, yet on your Twitter profile introduction, you list Kill la Kill, so I was wondering how you were involved with Kill la Kill? The reason I ask is because I personally submitted the staff and company credits to the ANN encyclopedia page for Kill la Kill, and your name (まご) is not credited in any episode, at least according to the corresponding page on the アニメスタッフデータベース [staff database].”

So, Mago says that she wrote Kill la Kill on her profile because she was responsible for one of the back illustrations for the Blu-ray/DVD jacket and was also in charge of the small SD characters for merchandise. That’s why she wrote about her involvement in Kill la Kill on her Twitter profile.

What is an SD character? I think SD stands for “Small Deformed” or “Super Deformed.” I’m not too sure. If that’s not the term used in English, I’m very sorry. Please tell me the term used in English. It’s Super Deformed?

So, Hiromi says that it’s called Super Deformed or SD in Japan because it started out originally from Gundam or Macross, which had a mini-mech series called “Super Deformed.” Hiromi suggests that you should stop calling the designs “chibi” and use the term “SD” because that’s the term that the proper anime industry uses! [Laughing.]

I guess Mago is going to take her time on the color and make a very Canvas illustration.

We have a question from Chen Luohan (I’m sorry if I mispronounce your name): “Hi Trigger! The production of anime fascinates me. What is the pipeline in the production of an anime series? What do you consider first when starting out with the ideas? Story? Character? Settings? Thank you very much!”

Wakabayashi says that they come up with a concept and foundation for what kind of series they want to make first. The concept might be something very, very broad, like family love or family bonding. Imaishi might be simpler; he might just want an anime with drills and that’s it. Once Trigger has that keyword—for example, Gurren Lagann would be “drill”—Trigger gets together to brainstorm how to make an interesting story from the one keyword, like “drill” in the case of Gurren Lagann.

Mago says she’s never put too much thought into her style formation. She generally likes drawing illustrations with very few shadows and lines. Before she knew it, she came up with her current style.

Hiromi noticed that Mago likes to clean up or refine her lines. She says that she cleans up where she feels like it! Mago says that she thought it might be more interesting for the viewers if she’s working on various parts of the illustration rather than concentrating on one part.

Mago and a few of our studio staffs went to Comic Fiesta, a decently large event in Malaysia. The event was a few months ago, I believe, during the Christmas season, but we were talking about how it’s actually summer during winter in Malaysia, so the event was very warm.

All three of us are saying that if we’re invited to a local event, we’ll most likely come out if it’s not conflicting with our schedule. This year, we want to try various places and go outside of the States more, to anywhere in Europe, Asia, etc.

We have an interesting question from EiGi696969: “Mago, do you have any interest in directing? Would you like to direct an anime one day?”

Mago says that she has no interest. She is a manga artist as well. She explains that when she draws a manga, she has to do everything; she has to come up with the story and concepts, which is like directing. It’s a lot of work. She doesn’t think she enjoys it too much.

For example, Mago says that it’s hard to motivate herself when she’s coming up with a story because she wants to... If she’s told to draw a manga, she tries to draw a character she’s currently interested in drawing. It’s hard for her to draw a pre-existing character that she’s told to draw.

A while ago, Mago was drawing a series of manga that featured Studio Trigger. The manga was about the daily nonsense of Studio Trigger. I think it was published through Utek Magazine [sp?]. Mago likes doing that kind of diary-type manga, she thinks.

We have a question from reportas1: “What are your favorite characters that you have drawn?”

Mago enjoys drawing Luluco the most. She also enjoys drawing Mako from Kill la Kill.

Wakabayashi says that they receive a lot of questions about DARLING in the FRANXX, asking if they are satisfied with the story and ending. 

Studio Trigger’s general stance, as a studio, is that they basically try to give an idea to the director. The director, Nishigori Atsushi, usually comes up with a concept or idea that he wants to do. The studio gives him feedback and sees if he likes the feedback. The director obviously makes the final call. It’s very hard to say if Studio Trigger “liked” the ending sequence of DARLING in the FRANXX or not, Wakabayashi says.

Sorry, there was a misunderstanding! We’re not talking about the ending sequence. Wakabayashi did the production for the ending sequence of DARLING in the FRANXX, so he’s super satisfied with that! If the question is about the how the story was wrapped up, Wakabayashi says that the ending is the director’s choice, and he doesn’t think that it’s right of Studio Trigger to comment on how the story wrapped up.

There’s a question from Patreon’s Bill Erak: “How involved is Trigger in the dubbing process of their shows? I've heard of directors that sometimes get involved in dubs, but that's more of an exception. I ask because KLK had an amazing dub, Luluco's was pretty dope too, while LWA's sucks. Are those things left to whoever distributes it on the west? Can't you, Tattun, maybe check the dubs, and if they suck, tell them so that they change them?”

So, I thought this was a pretty interesting question. To this day, I don’t think many Japanese studios or production committees give much thought into this matter. Studio Trigger obviously doesn’t check or even receive a notice for a revision of the dubbing process. Wakabayashi says that he thinks that, if they made a request to the dubbers and distributors overseas to check on the dubbing process and auditions, they might be able to comment. However, distributors don’t even ask if the studio is satisfied with their work, so Wakabayashi guesses that it’s just very unnatural—or there’s no previous incidence—for a studio or production committee to comment on the dubbing process.

If given the opportunity, Studio Trigger would like to direct their dubbing as well, though, Wakabayashi says. Wakabayashi says that he would like Inferno Cop to be dubbed by Leonardo DiCaprio! [Laughing.]

tigermac from Twitch asks: “Mago, how many sketchbooks have you filled up since the start of your art career?”

Mago says that she doesn’t have a sketchbook! I guess she doesn’t really practice. She likes to doodle on her PC, and if it turns out well, she’ll share it on her Twitter. If not, she’ll usually toss out the files.

Whatever illustration or doodle Mago feels satisfied with is updated on her Twitter, so please check out her Twitter. I’ll post her Twitter on the YouTube upload as well, so please check that out if you’re interested, but I’m sure it’s not too difficult to find Mago’s Twitter if you just Google “Mago.” We have a couple of viewers posting Mago’s Twitter now!

I guess Mago is having a little trouble drawing Trigger-chan. Mago doesn’t draw Trigger-chan too often. She’s going to redo the drawing from the rough draft portion, she says.

There’s a question from Patreon, from Harry Bonyari (very sorry if I mispronounce your name): “I know you’re a big fan of sneakers. How do you let your interest in fashion inform your work?”

Mago says that she’s not too keen on fashion, but she does like sneakers. When she feels like drawing particular sneakers, she’ll usually draw the character in some kind of cool clothes to go with the sneakers. However, she doesn’t know if she lets her choice of fashion affect her work too much.

There’s a question from Cesar A. Morillo: “Is Inferno Cop Season 2 coming either this year or next?”

There’s no ETA for Inferno Cop, says Wakabayashi. It’s ready when it’s ready. If Studio Trigger focused on Inferno Cop, they would have to delay Promare, and Wakabayashi is sure that you don’t want that! He’s sure that you’d prefer to watch Imaishi’s and Amemiya’s new actual series instead!

Wakabayashi says that the studio has a lot of ideas for Inferno Cop 2, though. In every creative meeting for other projects, they usually get derailed and talk about Inferno Cop. They are waiting for the opportunity to utilize their ideas. Maybe Mago’s SD designs will be featured in the new Inferno Cop season, Wakabayashi says! [Laughing.]

There’s a question from Ben Veltri: “For Mago: In terms of drawing ability, how do animators and illustrators differ? Do you think illustrators are better?”

Okay, so we got some pretty interesting answers! This was a question from Patreon, again.

So, I guess, the question was, in terms of drawing abilities, how do animators and illustrators differ, and which is better? Hiromi and Mago said that the two jobs are different and can’t be compared; different skills are involved. An animator has to draw a character or object from every angle and in motion. An illustrator is meant to express with one single illustration, which might be hard for an animator to do—to convey a message with a single illustration. It’s very hard to compare. Mago says that she feels like it’s harder for an animator to acquire their set of skills, though.

EiGi696969, your question is interesting. It doesn’t hurt to answer your question twice. The question is, “What is your stance on piracy? Does it cost the studio any money when people pirate their anime? Do you think it’s a necessary evil? Do you think it’s something that will go away or get worse in the future?”

I guess Hiromi is saying that nowadays, there are so many different streaming services that everyone can watch what people in Japan can watch. In the past, that wasn’t the case, though. A lot of anime weren’t made available for much of the anime community. Those people had to illegally download, view, or stream anime elsewhere. Also, those people supported the community. Hiromi does agree that piracy is a necessary evil (or used to be).

Hiromi is speaking about an ideal situation, but even if you did watch Studio Trigger’s works illegally, he says to please watch it on a legit streaming service as well because it leads to success for the general industry.

We got a question from faux_wizard from Reddit, I believe. By the way, thank you for your help a while back. The question is: “How did Mago end up working alongside Trigger?”

Okay, so this goes pretty back in the days. Wakabayashi was working on... There’s this idol unit called Emitsu Private Middle School [sp?]. Uh, I’m sorry. There’s this talent, named Ai Ai [sp?]. There was an offer to do an illustration on her; Wakabayashi had an offer to draw her, and Wakabayashi talked to Nishigori Atsushi, the director for DARLING in the FRANXX and character designer for Gurren Lagann, about how this person named Mago draws really cute girls.

So, Wakabayashi and Nishigori thought that Mago’s illustration style was cute, so they asked Mago to do a comic spin-off about Ai Ai. Mago agreed. Two months later, the studio started working on Kill la Kill and asked Mago if she was interested in creating the official SD designs for Kill la Kill. Ever since then, Mago has been working on various Studio Trigger titles.

It’s been maybe roughly seven years, Hiromi says, that they’ve been working with Mago. They’ve been working with Mago since before they were making anime series. It’s been a long time! Mago is the studio’s go-to person when they need a cute design, Wakabayashi says.

Wakabayashi says that when they were coming up with Space Patrol Luluco, which was their fifth-year anniversary anime title, they approached Mago. It was kind of a joke series at the same time as well.

There’s a question from cataphractz: “Do any of you have a particular anime character you like outside of Trigger?”

Mago’s favorite character outside of Trigger works is this pirate character from Nintama Rantarou. Have you ever heard of Nintama Rantarou? The series is about these little ninjas in training. The anime is very, very… it airs every day on NHK. It’s a longtime-running series in Japan. Mago’s favorite character’s name is Atoi, the pirate. He only appears about once a year in the series. Mago made a lot of doujin.

I guess Hiromi is going to Google some fan illustrations that Mago posted.

So, we were discussing that it’s hard to come up with a character that we like. We have so many characters that we like! We thought it might be easier to think of a character we that we like from a series we recently watched. Hiromi didn’t know! He couldn’t think of any off the top of his head, so he told me to go first!

The studio boss, Masahiko Ohtsuka, bought Porco Rosso on Blu-ray recently, and I watched it. That film has always been one of my more favorite Ghibli films. It’s like waifu wars! You guys get new waifus every month. I don’t get new waifus that frequently; it’s hard to choose from all the numerous waifus. I recently watched Porco Rosso. I liked Fio. Porco is awesome as well, but Fio is smashing cute. At the moment, I like Fio. That’s what I was trying to say to Hiromi.

Mago says that she likes SpongeBob because it’s such a cute and funny show. She likes Gary, the cat-like snail!

Hiromi says that he likes Gwen more for Spider-Verse.

All right, this question is from Kuribo4: “Did you know Luluco would turn into Trigger when you designed her? Love your characters!”

So, Wakabayashi says that this goes a little bit back. They kind of neck-wrote their mascot characters 5-6 years ago. They wanted to do an April Fools’ joke. At the time, the mascot characters didn’t have names, but they just went with “Trigger Girls” for the joke. The joke was about making a new anime series about the Trigger Girls. The illustration for the joke was drawn by Mago.

Then, a few years later, they had the opportunity to do Space Patrol Luluco. Hiromi personally wanted to link that series with Trigger Girls. That’s also the reason why he wanted Mago to be the character designer for Luluco. Wakabayashi says that he wanted Luluco to transform into Trigger Girl in the end. He made a special request to director Imaishi and pushed for Mago to be the designer.

Luluco has a weird pigtail, Wakabayashi says. Hiromi says he made the request specifically to Mago because he wanted the pigtail to turn into… I don’t know how “ahoge” translates. It’s like a bad hair day? I don’t know what it is! We call it ahoge! I hope that answers your question, Kuribo! I see the term “cowlick” for “ahoge.”

Mago is currently doing a stage performance in Osaka. The script is done by Nakashima Kazuki. I’m assuming it’s doing well. It’s a pretty popular title.

This question is from Patreon. The user name is Grandpa: “Waka-Sama, when are we getting another Promare trailer?”

Wakabayashi is explaining that you can expect a new trailer in the near future, very soon.

[In response to unvoiced questions on the chat log about pizza.] So, Wakabayashi likes pizza and coke. Mago doesn’t really have a favorite type of pizza. I wondered if she supported pineapple on pizza. She’s indifferent, so I’m guessing she’s okay with pineapple on pizza.

So, everybody says that Galo from Promare looks really close to Kamina from Gurren Lagann. Wakabayashi is curious if people really think that way. Why don’t people think that Galo looks like Mikisugi if we’re thinking about half-naked guys with blue hair, Wakabayashi asks?

Wakabayashi says that Galo’s hairstyle is very natural if you think about his profession, which is firefighting. When running into a fire, there is a lot of hot air coming up, and that’s why Galo’s hair is always spiked up. There’s almost a buzz on the side because the hair on the side burns off!

So, no_04, I’ve seen your name on Twitter a few times. I think you follow me on Twitter. You strike a good point. Galo is basically Panty’s hair with Kamina.

So, again, no_04 made a good point, Wakabayashi says. Panty is the main character of Panty and Stocking. Galo is obviously the main character of Promare. If you notice, when Ryuko gets her Kisaragi outfit in the final episode, her hair is kind of spiked upwards, too. In all of Imaishi’s work, his main characters have this spiky hair. Even before Imaishi was a professional, he had a fan manga with a character whose hair spiked up as well. The hairstyle is an icon for a main character in Imaishi’s work. The hairstyle represents Imaishi’s stance to rebel against whatever is oppressing him. That’s why a lot of the characters—especially main characters—have spiky hair in Imaishi’s works.

I have a question from maxie721 who asks, “What about Mago? Any special features in her characters?”

Mago answers that she doesn’t really have any special features in her characters. When she tries to think too deeply, things don’t work out; she feels like she restricts herself too much, and it kind of kills the illustration on a whole.

There’s a question from Tony on Patreon that asks, “Would Studio Trigger ever do a “Basics of a Trigger Animation” tutorial on a live stream?”

Wakabayashi says the content in a Trigger animation tutorial would be pretty lecture-like and might not be too entertaining. There is a producer at Trigger who likes doing tutorials, though, and goes to colleges to do so. They would need a different line of staff to do a tutorial, however.

For those who want to know how to draw in general, Wakabayashi says, these kinds of streams are basically a cheat guide for you guys, which is why we do it. We make the streams available for later. If you don’t have time to watch a 2-3-hour stream, we make an edited version available for later. We should upload the stream within a few days. However, we haven’t uploaded the March stream yet because the tech staff has been too busy. We’ll hopefully get to it soon. If you’re a Patreon supporter, we provide .psd files for these illustrations, which is even more of a reference to work with for those who are interested. Please do check it out!

There was a question earlier on our Twitch chat log. The question was something along the lines of, “I saw one of the rougher illustrations or rough takes on Lalaco Godspeed. Why did you decide on short, bob-like hair for Lalaco?”

Wakabayashi says the answer is that Lalaco had a big fur coat and didn’t want the hair to overlap with that coat. Also, in terms of the design process for animation, Wakabayashi says that shorter-haired girls tend to be perceived as more energetic or active. Girls with longer hair tend to be perceived more as… I have to choose my words properly. They’re not docile. That’s a bad word! [Laughing] “Calm” or “reserved” would be what I’m thinking of. Short hair was used, Wakabayashi says, because Lalaco’s obviously a very aggressive person, and they thought the short hair would better portray her personality.

There’s a question from no_04: “Was it difficult for Mago-san to adapt Gridman or the kaiju to the SD style for the line stickers?”

Mago says that the kaiju was not very hard for her. She had more trouble redesigning Gridman and his other mechs. So, Mago can draw monsters and kaiju because they’re basically animals, she says. However, she has trouble drawing mechs and robots.

So, Hiromi was asking if Mago was having trouble redesigning this black object that the studio asked her to draw (and of which he can’t give too many details about).

So, this was a question from berikpo: “What are Mago’s favorite accessories to wear and to draw?”

Mago’s answer was sneakers. She likes Nike Air Force 1 in particular. However, the one she owns most are Air Jordans.

We have a question from Kikoman589: “Has Mago’s childhood or upbringing influenced her art in any way?”

When Mago was very young, her first manga she ever bought was Urusei Yatsura. She feels like she was pretty heavily influenced from that series. She used to copy from that book a lot and drew her own illustrations.

I asked Mago about why she doesn’t draw any male characters. I was curious if she doesn’t like drawing males. She doesn’t! She likes drawing girls! Hiromi asked about Nova, who is a guy. Mago says that that’s the reason for there not being much passion.

I guess I got it a little wrong, but Mago doesn’t like drawing male characters. Old dudes are out of the question. Luluco’s father was actually designed by another of the main animators.

This question was from k3shanberk. They ask when Mago committed to a career of drawing.

Mago says she hasn’t really committed herself to drawing yet. If she gets offers for her illustrations or her designs, she thinks she can get herself into another line of work immediately.

Last year, Mago felt she needed to take a little break from drawing to gain a bit of sanity. She worked part-time at a shoe store for a while.

Mago’s nickname was “Mago” when she was younger. She just picked that up as her penname or handle for illustration. I don’t think she feels comfortable sharing her full name.

Ex_trident asks, “Any kind of media you guys are into lately? Like a specific movie, a song, novels, or even games?”

I guess Hiromi is into Legos right now. Hiromi bought some kind of kit for Lego Movie 2. The film isn’t available in Japan right now. He’s too busy to build it because he has to work on Promare. If Hiromi has time, he wants to make vehicles or mechs from Promare with his Lego kits.

I guess Mago was playing Fortnite on iPad. I didn’t even know you could play that on iPad! I’m surprised! Again, I’m surprised that Fortnite is playable on iPad.

Hiromi says that maybe they’ll do some streaming on the Kill la Kill game when the game is released. Maybe Mago can stop by and play as well, he says!

There’s another question from no_04: “Is Wakabayashi planning to continue Panty and Stocking with Garterbelt: CEMETERY HILLS story where Nova means Panty and Brief in the end?”

By the way, Hiromi would like to inform everyone that CEMETERY HILLS is not a Panty and Stocking series. There is no relation with Panty and Stocking, but he would like to continue.

Sorry, there is a relationship between the two. In Panty and Stocking, the main character is Panty, but in CEMETERY HILLS, the main character is Geekboy; that’s the distinction. Hiromi would like to make a sequel. In the next sequel, Hiromi would like to introduce gun morphing like in Space Patrol Luluco in Panty and Stocking as well. He would like to see Panty transform into a gun!

There’s a question from evsanata: “Does Mago have any favorite artists? Who are the artists that have inspired her and influenced shaping her art?

I think we answered the later part of this question already. We’ll answer the first half now. Mago’s favorite illustrator and animator is Akiman. Mago’s first encounter with Akiman was over the Internet. There was a special forum where Akiman regularly converses with his fans, and that’s where Mago first met him. At that time, Akiman was looking for an assistant to help him with his series. Mago took that job and was helping Akiman for quite a bit.

Mago doesn’t remember how long she had that job. However, ever since she helped Akiman out, they have been in contact with each other. As such, Akiman has been a good moral support for Mago ever since the job.

totallynotnameddan says, “It was unclear from your phrasing. Is this supposed to detail the origin of gun morphing ‘cause that would be cool?”

I’m sorry if it was unclear. Hiromi wanted to make Panty able to transform into a gun with gun morphing as well.

How many of you have visited Comic Market? Have you visited Mago’s booth for Comic Market?

InfectedAdri asks, “Mago-san, how’s your dog doing?”

Mago says her dog is doing well. I guess she took her Chihuahua grooming, and now the dog is looking like a baby. There are two types of Chihuahuas, she explained. The one that I’m familiar with has short hair, so I wondered if Chihuahuas really need grooming. She says there are two types: one with long hair and one with short hair. Her Chihuahua has long hair, so if she doesn’t take her dog to grooming every once in a while, he has dingleberries, where the poop gets stuck in the hair. He needs regular maintenance.

ThexIncinerator asks, “What are the next conventions lined up for you guys? Will Mago be appearing at any of them?”

Wakabayashi says that he doesn’t think they’ve announced any of their 2019 events yet. They haven’t visited many conventions because they’ve been working on Promare. As soon as they finish Promare, they’ll probably make their presence at various cons. Mago is planning to appear at Comitia, which is a lot smaller than Comic Market and only allows original titles.

Personally, I like Comitia better than Comic Market.

It is Mago’s birthday in April, so she plans to do a birthday event! She will probably announce that. She wants to be pampered once in a while.

PraQnickstream asks, “Where can we find the dates of those comic events?”

Just Google Comitia. It takes place four times a year, so it’s a pretty frequent event.

Mago’s birthday is on April 11th. It might be on a different date! Mago doesn’t have too much of a pleasant memory… in Japan, you change your grade level every April. In April, you have a new class with new classmates. It’s hard to have a welcoming environment even if it’s your birthday. Mago didn’t have a very cheerful experience.

Ulric10 asks, “Idk if you’re gonna answer this, but could I have some tips for drawing like you?”

Mago says to draw what interests you and what you want to draw. So, if you just simply want to draw for your own entertainment, Mago says, draw just what pleases you. However, Mago says that if you want to get good at drawing, you should draw your own manga. You’ll be forced to draw various angles and backgrounds that you probably wouldn’t enjoy drawing otherwise, so you’ll gain experience.

There’s a question from NeoCoill from Patreon: What is Trigger's stance when it comes to creators making profit through fanworks of Trigger’s characters and shows (e.g. Doujinshi sold at Comiket or digitally)?

So, Hiromi thinks that it’s similar to cosplay...

Mago finished drawing! This is the final illustration! The illustration will be available on our Patreon page. If you’re interested, please do support us. All of the money goes to our creators, illustrators, and character designers who make guest appearances to our streams. None of the money goes to the studio. The support is appreciated.

Let’s finish up the question. Hiromi was saying that it’s similar to cosplay. If they shut out every aspect of fan community activities, it kind of halts the growth of their content as well. Even though they came up with the designs and concepts of these characters, for people who sell doujin and fanart, they are ultimately the ones drawing the individual art pieces. He doesn’t think that it’s right to say that it’s not their work to sell. Hirmoi personally doesn’t have anything against doujin or fanarts. He’s genuinely happy about people drawing their characters. If that’s what people do, they should continue to do it, he says.

Mago is happy to see her characters on other people’s doujins. She thinks that if you draw, it would be awesome to draw more of her characters in your doujins and illustrations.

We would like to ask Mago what her selling point for her illustration today is.

So, when Mago usually receives a commission or request for illustration, there’s always an offer from the client talking about the proportions of the characters, and these proportions are made pretty specific. It’s hard to organize these proportions. Today, Mago drew two characters who are basically the same character and have the same proportions. Mago is proud that the two characters are in the same proportion and will pat her own back!

This will be our last stream until maybe June. We need to concentrate on the production for Promare. We will take maybe two months off from our stream activity, but we will continue our smaller activities on Patreon. We upload the monthly shikishi for our supporters to see and will continue to do that. The livestreaming will have to wait until June when we finish Promare, though.

Thank you for coming to our stream. I bet it’s like 5:00 am on the west or east coast. 

Would you guys watch if we streamed like random people from Studio Trigger playing games? We were curious. For example, would you like to see me and Hiromi play Apex? We might be able to do those kind of stupid—not stupid; I mean non-creative—streams in the near future. We’ll have to stop on the illustration streams until June, but there’s a big response for these gaming streams, so we might have to do that!

All right. That will be it for tonight’s stream. Thank you for your participation. Have a good night, everyone.

[danganronpa-21]

Content Creator Update (Warning: Long)

I’ve been meaning to make this post for quite some time now, but... well, this entire post itself could be used as a reason for why even this update took so long to see the light of day. So I just wanted to talk to you guys about what’s been going on lately, and how I intend to proceed from here on out. 

THE EXPLANATION

As I write this message, I am in the midst of exam season. It might seem a little silly of me to be writing it right now, but this is actually the calmest things have been for me for awhile. Even during my holiday break, I was still doing schoolwork. I calculated it and uh... nine out of the fourteen days that I got off of school, I spent working. As classic of an excuse it is to not be working on all of this stuff that I do for you guys, I’ve been an absolute mess of due dates since the beginning of September. This year in school, I’ve been trying a lot of new things -- which has been totally great for my learning and my experiences, but has also been very stressful for me to try and balance. 

If you were to try and get me to list some of my successes from this semester, it would probably become somewhat clear to you what I’ve been up against... so some of my biggest projects have included editing & scripting & recording audio for a 32 minute documentary for my tech course, planning a school event (tours for the incoming students) as a major project, writing a full-length poetry collection and a full-length short story, reading six different novels for school (all overlapping), being a peer helper who created lessons and attended events for my students, and being a leader for my school’s art club as we try to plan an art show. And these are only the bigger things that I did this year! I don’t mean to toot my own horn, but I’ve been working pretty hard to get things done. It seemed like from September to November, I was even giving up my lunch breaks to work on school projects. I’d maybe have two to three hours when I got home from school, and then I’d go right back to work again. It really was an exhausting schedule! 

Needless to say, it most certainly impacted the progress I was able to make on projects like Danganronpa 21. If the sheer amount of assignments and extra homework I had to do was not enough to get in the way of my writing time, then my lack of energy for it surely would. Half the time when I would find a sliver of time to work on Danganronpa 21, my body and brain were tired and were not having it. I would force myself to write it anyway, and then end up not liking where it had gone because I didn’t have the brain power to actually think about what I was doing. At the current moment, I’m actually on the sixth version of The Old World’s Future’s fifth chapter because I kept running head first in to the same problem because I couldn’t think about what I was doing wrong. It didn’t occur to me that if I were trying to build up a friendship, I should probably consider actually having it build rather than just making them instantly appreciate each other. Furthermore, just because I wrote down “do this”... does not mean I planned it. I don’t know what I was thinking when I wrote something in my plans and then immediately refused to keep going on that point that was really very crucial to progression, but regardless now I have to go back and try to expand on it. Apologies for getting a bit huffy with myself there, I’m just frustrated and guilty over how long I’ve made the wait for something new. I promise it was never my intention, and I’d really like to get back on the horse as soon as I can. I’m hoping that perhaps my next semester will be easier, as my writing-heavy and weirdly demanding courses are behind me. I’ll even have the benefit of a spare period, too! So hopefully, this will grant me just a little bit less exhaustion and just a little bit more time. Thank you all so much again for all of the patience you have given me, because I appreciate it so much!! I know I say it all the time but you are all so sweet!! I literally don’t deserve you!! I’m going to do my best to keep creating content for you, and hopefully I won’t disappoint!!

THE FULL CONTENT UPDATE

Naegiri Week 2018: I’m sure some of you have noticed, but I never actually got to finish writing my prompts for Naegiri Week 2018! Work managed to get in the way even more right at the end, so after days of submitting things late I was forced to postpone it entirely. However, I do intend to finish them even though 2018 is over! I’m not sure whether or not I’ll post them on here (or if that will annoy the poor NaegiriWeek moderators in some way, I don’t want to be any trouble to the nice people!) or if I will simply upload them to ArchiveOfOurOwn (just a reminder, you can find me there under makot0naegi). Regardless, I intend to finish them up as best I can and give you something to enjoy. I can’t say for sure when I will be done them, but at the very least uh... they will come before Chapter 5 of Danganronpa 21. I’ll try to get them done while I’ve got the free time!

Regeneration, Rebuild: I dunno if there is a huge demand for this one, but if at all possible I’d like to start uploading more stories to this little one-shot collection. In particular, I think I’d really like to focus on one of the families or relationships that is NOT the Naegi-Kirigiris. Much as I love them, I really would like for the others to have their time in the spotlight as well. Currently I’m thinking of having it focus on Byakuya, and the struggles he faces with his son and being a single father. It would be kind of angsty but also kind of touching, and that’s about the extent of what I will tell you lest I start to spoil things. I’m really good at that, hahah.

Danganronpa 21: The Old World’s Future: As I mentioned previously, I am on six layers of Chapter 5. I’ve been fighting myself tooth and nail in an attempt to get this right, and I’m not about to stop trying now! I think what I need right now is just some time to sort myself out -- where I’m going, what I’m writing, and knowing concretely and for sure of what I’m doing. If anybody’s open to it, I might even like to bounce ideas off of people for the next chapter as I work on it. If there was one thing I learned from my creative writing course this year, it’s that working with others is actually way less scary than you think it will be... and it’s actually pretty helpful and fun! So if anybody has anything they want to suggest or talk about, hit me up and lemme know! Additionally, because I have so many scrapped versions of Chapter 5, I’m hoping to share some of the deleted scenes with you as well as unused sprites and any other things that I made or thought of while I was working! 

Bonus Content: If anything, this is one thing I will try to keep a steady flow on. I’m going to do my best to update you with bonus content both here, and on my Instagram page (@kotocake) so that you’re never too too drained of anything you might be interested in.

Non-Danganronpa Stuff: If that’s of any interest to you, I’ve got stuff for that too! Lately I’ve been thinking about doing a little bit of writing and other mediums in relation to a few other things... but I dunno for sure about most of them. The only thing I really have my heart set on is Fire Emblem Awakening fanfiction. My friend suggested the game for me awhile ago and I finally got a copy for my birthday back in December, and I’ve loved it ever since. I’ve had a few cute and fun ideas for stuff for it, so if anybody else is interested I am more than ready!

CONCLUSION

Allow me to get mushy gushy again and say that you guys are all angels, and I adore all of you, and I am so lucky to have such eager yet patient people supporting the things that I do. It really makes me so happy to see others responding to my work and further responding to me as a person, too. I love having this group of people, and I honestly look forward to all of the time we will continue to have together. You are all amazing!! If you ever need anything, just let me know and I will do my best to support you. You all deserve wonderful things!!

- Your friend Koto

[gingerweed-man]

Tag Game

Tagged by a Jojo meme: @ohgayassu

Rules: Answer 30 questions. Tag ?? blogs you want to get to know better.

Nickname(s): Fuck sake, where do I start? Tom, Bruce, Jesus, THOT, Ham, Sabu, Saboobie, DarkNerd, Gingerweed Man, Nerd, Dark, Capn, Capn Wayne, etc. etc., so on and so forth. None of these are my birth names btw nor even related to it. I only gave myself the DarkNerd and Capn Wayne related ones.

Gender: Cismale but idrc whatever you call me

Sign: Fish

Height: 5'4"

Current time: 1:20AM

Favourite band(s): MCR, Gorillaz

The edgy bands I usually listen to (mostly while drawing or animating): MCR

Sweeter bands: Gorillaz I guess? Ludo maybe too.

The bands that I’ve been a fan of for so long that I have listen to all their albums at least a billion time:  MCR

Also all the bands Ohgayassu listed: I mean Ive heard Artic Monkeys, Mindless Self Imdulgence, Twenty One Pilots, and maybe the Neighborhood? Obv, I love Paramore, Panic! At the Disco, Fall Out Boy, Daft Punk, and Gorillaz.

Favourite solo artist(s): Gorillaz technically

Song stuck in my head: CAUSE IT'S NINE IN THE AFTERNOON

Some In my head rn are: YOUR EYES ARE THE SIZE OF THE MOON

Last movie I saw: Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom

Last show I watched: uh... the last show I actually sat down and watched was Hinamatsuri, the first anime (and show) I've watched since Samurai Jack Season 5 ended.

When did I create my blog: Oh shit, July 2014, happy 4 year anniversary me

What do I post: Hamtaro, Animal Crossing, and stuff that helps me not want to kill myself usually

Last thing I googled: Before Googling how to see my tumblr's first post, it was "LLC meaning"

Do I have any other blogs: YEP

There's @achhd-fashionproject , where I suffer and upload QRs I made in ACHHD or on the rare occasion, one that someone else made.

@sabu-pigeon-fucker is my Hamtaro blog but Idk if I wanna have a seperate blog for hamtaro or keep it on my main so it's dead for the moment.

Yall should check out @teh-nubcakezorz which is my art blog. I try to upload consistently is what I would say if I were a liar.

I have a Pokeaskblog, @whenever-ribombee but it's also dead atm. I just cant find much motivation for it.

My rarely updated bc personal family issues body positivity blog is @phat-thottie because of course I had to get that url

A secret project blog.

And these last two:

My Semi-NSFW/Gore blog. There's no actual nsfw, minus the gore, but it's content that I feel might make someone uncomfortable goes there. Ask and maybe I'll give it to you.

I have a vent blog also.

Do I get asks: Rarely, but they're almost always wonderful to see.

Why did I choose my URL: the Gingerweed Man is the greatest film character in all history and my lad

Following: uh... 2262 blogs... oh boi

Followed by: 1068 blogs. I just need one more, that's all I ask for now.

Average hours of sleep: Average? They're all outliers.

Lucky number: 69 and 420

Instruments: Accordion, Trumpet, Tuba, I suck at all 3

What am I wearing: Black tank top and navy and white shorts

Dream job: Figure designer/sculptor

Favourite food: Cheesecake Factory Rice Jambalaya

Nationality: Latino

Favourite song: MCR - House of Wolves, MCR - Black Parade, or Lemon Demon - Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny (of which I still have all the lyrics engraves in my memory)

Last book I read: Hamtaro Handbook

Top 3 fictional universes I wanna join: Uh... let's see...

#3 Pokemon. I can finally have my twin tank tortoise, edgy furry mongoose, adorable sonic ninja cicada, and my swag sweet bee. Counter point: Beedrill is real. So is Houndoom, and it can give me literally unending pain.

#2 Hamtaro. I am given my government assigned hamster with 1 primary personality trait and can fuck off and do whatever while my ham goes on adventures in another dimension made of fucking candy or fights actual Hamster Satan. Alternatively, I am said hamster going on adventures which is still rad.

#1 Animal Crossing. No more money problems, I have a home and can pay my debts off with actual no deadline. Or just not pay them. Plus free fruit. And a toaster with endless supply of toast.

I’ll tag some swaglords:

@peigeom @nukekioh @boxyguy @namonaki-und-friends @lalala-sushi @spiral-phantoms @mafurachan @robo-joe @magentmagent @dawnb1ade @princess-leslie

[thesarcasticside]

Anything-$00000DDE

NAME Devin Flores ID 11 28 b 4 54 97 ALIENRACE Sororia OCCUPATION Botanist

Chapter Warnings mind control, manipulation, amnesia, cybernetics Chapter Characters Janus, Patton, Logan, Shorts Dad character (mentioned)

HINT 3: MESSAGE START (Might want a pen and paper)

AO3  Chapter 1  Next Chapter

Dee wearily watched the students, donning shades of blue and green, camping outside the university in celebration of some sport he was unfamiliar with. He was dressed in simple black jeans and a black coat. In the sea of young adults, he was a funeral at the beach.

He passed by, walking in the shade, crossing the perimeter of the center field to the entrance of the engineering building.

The walk droned on, and he wondered briefly if he was a construct. If perhaps he had no life before this, and he was created in Lab C from scratch. That thought did not feel right, but nothing seemed to feel right. In the mirror this morning, even looking at his own face, he distantly had not recognized himself. His life was a lie. He was deceit given a soul.

He slowed his pace just enough to trail another student also entering the building, who held the door for him.

He found himself at a table, where students normally gathered to study. He pulled out the decoy laptop from his bag. Had he ever done this before? Studied at a desk? Stayed up all night fueled by caffeine and willpower? He looked at his real human hand, rubbing his fingers together. He did not look out of place at all.

The doors lined up against the wall. He waited until they erupted with people, classes ending and starting again. He watched for him.

PATTON skipped out of the door, his silvery skin dark in the artificial light, chatting amicably with his hands to Logan. Dee put his laptop away and walked in a direction to intercept them.

“Hey! Wait, you’re Logan, right?” Dee put on a voice that jumped along in the air, light, with an undertone of eagerness.

PATTON skidded to a halt, tilting his head to the side. Logan stopped a second later.

“That is me. What do you want?”

“I am a recruiter from DRACANA visiting campus today. I saw you had already applied and thought to interview you for the internship during the career fair today. Sorry for the late notice—your application got through the approval process after I arrived here. I figured I could spot you out of a crowd and tell you in person.” Dee’s pitch had repeated itself ruthlessly through his mind all day leading up to this. He heard nothing come out of his mouth.

“Oh, uh, lead the way then. I was already on my way to the career fair.”

Prior to this, his team already ‘buttered up’ the graduate student, Logan.

He was new, working under Dr. Dade on project PATTON.

It would be simple to mine the confidential information off of him. Hire him as an intern; strike up a conversation; a simple slip up is all Dei’dra needed. A little mistake made by a fresh-faced, trusting college kid. Little things. Small talk. Excited ramblings about past projects. Pointed questions.

A long-term source of information and labor. What else were internships for?

All they had to do was cut off every other avenue he had. Then, give him the suggestion to apply to DRACANA. Show up to the career fair—how convenient—and give him an interview and hire him on the spot.

He’d think it was a miracle.

Dee did not remember the interview.

Dee wondered if someone at headquarters had done it remotely. He felt a haze, leading Logan through his trap, and then he was blinking and telling Logan goodbye. He left the career fair, dodging people and sliding between booths to search for the real reason for his campus visit.

Logan had another class to attend in a few minutes. He was separated from PATTON, so it is expected that the android would return to Dr. Dade’s lab. A map of the campus was pulled up before Dee’s eye automatically.

It was a short walk, but there was something exhausting about that interview, and it unnerved Dee that he did not know why he was so tired. That his feet struck the ground like pulses of thunder, and that his arms swung at his sides, his shoulders pinching around his neck, and his real eye—he had to blink to remember which one it was—was twitching out of his control.

He was standing under a birch tree, the soft yellow-green leaves shivering together like waves on the ocean, shifting white tuffs of foam sorting through the sand on the surface, and—

—with the rumbling of clouds, a pulse of fire shocked its way through his body. He blinked rapidly, chemicals rushing through his blood. Through the verdant fields of glass and pavement simmering in the spring sun, the faces of every student or professor in the vicinity were clear and recognizable. Information trailed off and hit the back of his forehead as the data pounded through his skull.

He could not feel his arms, his shoulders, his feet. If he did not know any better, he would be shaking.

He pushed through the blades of grass and stepped onto the sidewalk and turned right into the engineering building, cutting through the never-ending hallway that left students circling the building multiple times to find their classes for the first and last times. He found his way to a basement hallway and in the middle, not far from a set of stairs, was Dr. Dade’s lab

Dr. Richard Dade.

Dei’dra wanted information from him.

His research on affective computing, artificial skin coating matrixes, and emotional processing integration were valuable.

He was the type who, while renowned in his field, made no headlines. He had published many articles and papers, but it was all surface level.

Dei’dra saw something there. Some trade secret hiding.

She was searching for something, and she thought Dr. Dade had it.

She could not wait decades for his research to surface, to enter the public domain, or the private sector, or to die an untimely death in a filing cabinet somewhere—its potential unseen.

The bells that signaled afternoon shook Dee out of his fervor. Dr. Dade would be out at lunch. PATTON “ate” at the lab. He repeated in his mind his orders, PATTON’s in the lab, to himself, reassuring himself that he was in the right place because if he wasn’t—

—He pounded at the door of the lab. He didn’t have access to the lab either. But PATTON, sure enough, PATTON bounced to open the door for him.

$DEE had a different face this time. For a second, Dee panicked, thinking that there was a hint of recognition on PATTON’s face, but he had already shifted forms without thinking. Or his form was already shifted for him. He could vaguely recall the remnants of a user called “ANX,” ordering the shift for him.

“Ah, hello there! Dr. Dade is at lunch now, did ya need something?”

“Afternoon, I wanted to ask him a couple questions regarding affective computing. May I come in and wait?”

“Oh, sure, no problem. Come on in!”

The equipment and tables were a cool, medium grey. PATTON almost blended in. They walked together for a moment. The door shut behind Dee.

The sunlight peered through the blinds as the duo stood in front of the window, casting lines on their faces, as if they were a drawing on notebook paper.

“Oh! I haven’t introduced myself, my name is,” And Dee could not remember the fake name he used, but he held out his hand for PATTON to shake.

The moment he took his hand, the data transfer began. A technology borrowed from somewhere, he was sure, built into his artificial arm.

And PATTON was frozen, suspended, data paused. And Dee’s hand was reaching inside his chest, into his RAM, into his CPU, into his HEART, and tugged and pulled and scattered bits about until Dei’dra found all the MEMORY he needed.

And $DEE could read through the voltage highs and voltage lows and Dee was none the wiser to the HEART uploading into his hardware—not that Dee needed one: even though his mind was ashes, blood still poured down his body, and he could feel each stitch and incision.

But for a brief feeling, Dee was sickly vulnerable; and so was Patton, and he could see into him, and it was painful.

And Dee left. No questions asked. He could not remember leaving the lab, but he was gone before he knew it; his memory dashing through the halls and leaving the building; and he was about to burst because he held so much information in his hand; and $DEE was erupting and—

—and then he activated the MIRROR, and he was him. He was anything. He was him. He was PATTON. As he peered out through his eyes, his vision was his consciousness. Of all the things in the world, this was not him.

[wonderfuls-worlds]

Mystic Messenger : Day 5 ~ V Walkthrough (FULL ANSWERS)

I worked all alone - I cheked each answers ~ Please be considerate.

Like, reblog, or do nothing, but please don’t copy/paste it and claim it as your own… I am on my own and spent a lot of time to do this.

If you are on phone, please setting the page to be seen in the computer version! On the phone, the answers are sometimes unaligned and it can confuse you…

In order to not bother and annoy my followers who don’t play this game by this looong post, I’ll put a seperate line. Click to see.

As you know, now, a hell lot of answer will give V’s hearts, but it doesn’t mean there are right ! Here is my code :

Answer to get the good ending : (V)

Answer to get the bad ending : (V…)

00 :03 : Truth Revealed [Ray]

 Did you catch V ? (nothing)

Ray, explain yourself about what happened back there!! (nothing)

This is confusing. I don’t know whom I should trust… (Unknown)

I don’t believe you… He looks and sounds the same as the V I know. (V)

So this was no game from the beginning…! (V)

Why did you lie to me? (nothing)

Promise me you won’t do anything bad to the V I just saw… (V)

Why did you bring me here? (nothing)

Alright. I’ll do as you say. (Unknown)

Are you threatening me? (nothing)

I think I need a moment to clear my thoughts. (nothing)

That’s easier said than done… (nothing)

Visual Novel 707

 Calls V, he will answer ! (That phone call is so intense after what happened…!)

02:00 : Data Filled with Riddles [707, V]

 So what did you do? (nothing)

Oh… looks like the hacker who sent me here doesn’t trust me anymore. (V)

I’m fine now… Thank you! (707)

Is V safe? (V)

Do you think it’s related to me? (nothing)

What could it be? (nothing)

There’s a data even you can’t read…?  (nothing)

The connection seems unstable… I’m worried about him. (V)

Umm… maybe it’s not V. Maybe it’s someone else. (nothing)

Where are you right now? (Unknown)

That man I saw was you, right? Are you ok? (V)

I don’t know everything for sure, but I’ll tell you everything I know. That hacker is…! (nothing)

May I, V? (nothing)

Why would you hide him? (nothing)

I thought you and that hacker know each other, V…  (nothing)

Okay, but it’ll depend on what you do, V. (Unknown)

Alright… I’ll keep a secret about what happens here. (V)

Don’t you give your inventions a model number? (nothing)

Seven, do you invent things a lot? (707)

I don’t know what you’re talking about, but it’s a bit complicated… (nothing)

You’ve encrypted them since you can’t tell right now where you are, right? (V)

Did he forget the word he input by any chance? (nothing)

Hmm… Something’s fishy. (Unknown)

Can’t you just tell him where you are? (nothing)

Why for a week? (nothing)

Can’t you tell him your input word after a week? (nothing)

V…shouldn’t you get help from the rest of the RFA? (V)

If feels like… there’s some other reason why you must hide this from the other members. (Unknown)

So what about our party? (nothing)

I think you’re making a wrong choice here, V. (Unknown)

V… I really want to know what you’re thinking… (Unknown)

Why do we have to proceed with the party? I think we’re in a crisis here. (707)

I don’t think I can really trust you, V… (nothing)

I understand that you’re trying to do this alone… But promise me that you’ll be safe, V. (nothing but best answer)

Looks like you’re getting more work. Good luck. (nothing)

Seven…thank you for understanding V. (V)

I’m fine. You came to save me, didn’t you? (nothing)

Uh…did you get hurt by any chance?  (V)

Though there are a couple of things that feel fishy…I’ll see you again. (nothing)

Ok… Please call me as soon as you can. (nothing)

 Visual Novel

 You can call V, he will answer !

07:30 : Trust [Zen, Jumin]

 Good morning. I’m still alive…thank god…hehe (nothing)

Good morning, Zen! I’m fine! (V)

I’ll have to wait until my prince comes to the rescue. (nothing)

V sent Seven his location in encrypted form. (nothing)

Welcome, Jumin! (Jumin)

I’ll feel so safe if you come to rescue too! (Zen)

I’m safe right now, so please don’t worry. V will save me. (V)

Don’t you think hiding details in this situation is kind of wrong? (V…)

He also told me not to tell you guys anything… (nothing)

Then did he tell everything to Seven so far? (nothing)

I’m sure there’s a complicated reason for V… I’m more worried about him, actually. (V)

You’re incredible Jumin… (nothing)

I’ll do the best as I can for the party too. (V)

Who is this candidate ? (nothing)

Is it  okay to care more for my life than for the party? (nothing)

Sounds interesting! Please tell him to send me an email. (Jumin + answer to the email)

I don’t think… I can invite guests now. So I’ll decline… (nothing)

I don’t think I’ll be able to do that… (V…)

So you want us to trust V…! (V)

Umm… is that your way of putting things simple? (Zen)

I see! Now I get it! (Jumin)

Looks like you understand V to his depth, Jumin. (V and Jumin)

But even if we trust him, what should we do about this weird feeling that just won’t go away? (V…)

Yes, I know very well that V values RFA so much. (V)

I’m not sure about that… I think there’s something else other than the RFA in this. (V…)

It’s up to you whether or not to trust him. (nothing)

I’m sorry I can’t tell you that… (nothing)

What are you going to prepare ? (nothing)

You’re so thorough… Thank you, Jumin. (nothing)

They’re not going to betray the RFA together, are they ? (V…)

They’re very special friends, that’s why. (V and Jumin)

Yes, I’m going to wait too. (nothing)

For now, it seems like we can only trust ourselves. (nothing)

I will. Thank you for your concerns…Zen!! (nothing)

Goodbye. (nothing)

 Visual Novel

10:52 : V’s Insecurity [V]

 I’m seeing you a lot. So you’re not busy ? (nothing)

V, does your phone work now ? (nothing)

Do you know that the rest of them are frustrated with your action? (V…)

I’m fine! Are you okay? (V)

I’m fine! Nothing happened yet! (nothing)

I’m scared… It feels like something’s going to happen to me soon. (nothing)

I don’t think it’s really dangerous here. Actually, it’s kind of comfortable. (V…)

You had no choice. I’m just glad you’re safe. (V)

No, thank you. For not abandoning me. (nothing)

How can I trust you ? (V…)

Yes, I’ll be wautung… (V)

Alright. Are you sure about this? (V…)

You’re telling me to sell you out! I can’t do that! (V)

I need more than just words. Please show me something fast. (V…)

Don’t blame yourself too much… Everything will be okay. It’s partially my fault. I was too innocent. (V)

I’ll trust you. And I’ll be waiting. Please take care of yourself, V… (V)

You have to come get me soon. (nothing)

Visual Novel

12:47 : Lies and Two People [Yoosung, Zen]

 My goodness ! Where did that come from? (nothing)

Yoosung… I know you hate V, but don’t you think you’ve gone too far?! (nothing)

First of all… I’m safe yet. So don’t worry about me. (V)

I’m not sure… (nothing)

Maybe… (nothing)

There’s no denying that the RFA is not functioning properly. (V…)

You should take a look at the image Yoosung uploaded… (nothing)

Welcome, Zen… (nothing)

That’s right! We should call the police !! (nothing)

Hold on… It might be somebody’s mistake. (nothing)

Is it from a ghost…?! (nothing)

So this person actually came in person to put that in your mailbox? (nothing)

Like blackmailing letter, for example… (nothing)

Like broken pieces of a knife, for example… (nothing)

You’re not suspecting me, are you? (nothing)

I’m suspecting V… (V…)

Let’s not suspect the members of the RFA… T-T (V and Zen)

Don’t you think someone who hates V sent it? (nothing)

It’s written ‘LIE’ on the image… This person must hate these two. (nothing)

Their relationship might have been actually false. (V…)

I agree… Just who would do this…? (V)

I think it’d be safer to be at Jumin’s house. (Jumin)

I’d like to go to your place too. (nothing)

That’s a great idea! (V)

See you… my sweet little scaredy-cat. (nothing)

Watch out on your way! And be careful of the alleyways! (Yoosung)

Perhaps this person was jealous of the two? (nothing)

Maybe this person is trying to throw RFA into a whirlpool of confusion? (V)

Will V really come to save me ? He really means it, doesn’t he? (V…)

My heart is breaking. It looks like V is going through nothing but misfortunes and mishaps. (V)

We’re not going to see another image at your place too, right? (Zen)

Please take care of Yoosung… (Yoosung)

Gotcha. You don’t have to worry about me! (V)

You should run along now… (nothing)

15:11 : Malice and Hypocrisy [Jaehee, Jumin]

 Did Zen’s musical get canceled? (nothing)

You didn’t get that bizarre image too, did you? (nothing)

Did something happen to V…? (V)

Seems like it… Who could hate V that much? I hope he doesn’t suffer any harm… (V)

There is a suspect… But I’m afraid I can’t tell you. (nothing)

Just what has V been up to…? Hmm… (V…)

I’m more worried about V. There’s no doubt he’ll see this… (V)

I’m sure everything will be fine since we have Zen… (Zen)

Jumin, Jaehee also got that bizarre photo. (nothing)

Jumin, don’t you think the RFA security on personal identity is too weak? (nothing)

You should have given it to him! (nothing)

Wait… Could it be…? (nothing)

That was…an important task. (nothing)

Hey, you’re the one who’s been absent. Why nag at Jaehee for that? (nothing)

Jumin, so is your work all done? (Jaehee)

That’s so smooth of you, Jumin…  (Jumin)

That is big!! I hope you sleep well, Elizabeth the 3rd… (Jumin)

I wish I could sleep too… (nothing)

Jaehee… Wish I could send you the SEVENSTAR DRINK. (Jaehee)

Is this person planning on sending everyone at the RFA one of these images? (V)

You avoided that picture thanks to Elizabeth the 3rd!  (Jumin)

Why does no one know where Seven lives? (nothing)

I do have a highly likely suspect, but… (nothing)

Umm…Actually…Uh.. (nothing)

Shouldn’t we get outside help? (nothing)

He seems very talented, alright… but I think even worse things would happen if I let my mouth loose. (Unknown)

The eminence of…a holiday? (nothing)

A cat project. (nothing)

The eminence of the overtime all-nighter… (nothing)

Great idea! (nothing)

Wow… I never knew such unit exists in C&R. (nothing)

Jaehee…. You’re sacrificing yourself for the RFA. (Jaehee)

Congrats!! Wow!!! Looks like we’ll have one fabulous unit! (Jumin)

…I can only see a Niagara of tears before me. (Jaehee)

I’m counting on you, Jaehee! (Jumin)

Jaehee T-T Is there anything I can do to help? (Jaehee)

But if you create an intelligence unit now, it’d take some time to get it to work. (Jumin)

You’re brave. You’re going to dig out what secrets V is hiding yourself…? (Jumin)

Is it okay to do this without telling V? (V)

But is it okay to have our party? It’s going to be okay, right? (Jaehee)

You’re very talented, Jumin… (Jumin)

Good, please tell him to contact me! (nothing + answer to the email)

We already have V’s photos for auctions. So I’ll pass- (nothing)

I’ll see you again, Jumin! And please make sure Elizabeth the 3rd has a good rest! (Jumin)

I hope V will pick up… (V)

But it’s a relief that Jumin is doing something. (Jumin)

Jaehee, now you have more work T-T (Jaehee)

I’m so excited about the C&R intelligence unit! (nothing)

I think nothing will change unless V takes action… (V…)

I believe the RFA will make it through this well! (V)

Good luck, Jaehee! (Jaehee)

I’ll see you again! (nothing)

Visual Novel V

17:59 : Seven’s Plea [707]

 Hey seven (nothing)

Seven, did you also get a weird photo? (nothing)

Ugh…looks like somebody really hates V… (V)

Just what in the world did V do?;; I’m starting to wonder what his past was like. (nothing)

Don’t you think it’s one of us who did it? (V…)

…Are you suspecting that hacker? (V)

I think maybe the answer lies with V. (V…)

There’s no way V is a bad person! (V)

If he did, then I bet he’s heartbroken…. (V)

But we can’t reach him. So we’ll never know. (V…)

We’ve trusted him so much until now… Let’s not think of bad things! (V)

Maybe… V is the one who put me in danger. (V…)

Looks like he’s hiding something from you. (V…)

I’m sure it’s because he doesn’t want to put you in danger! (V)

I wanna hear ne more of that (V…)

Maybe…there was no other choice for V. (V)

I’m not sure if it’s ok to tell you that… (nothing)

He said he’ll come save me. So maybe he is nearby. (nothing)

You sound tired, Seven… (707)

At least we should trust Jumin. (Jumin)

You can leave it to fate… (nothing)

So you want V to tell you where he is, right?  (nothing)

Bye. (nothing)

I hope you can decrypt this asap. (nothing)

 Visual Novel

19:36 : Zen’s View [Zen, V, Yoosung]

 It looks like now Seven’s having a hard time too… (707)

How’s Yoosung doing? (Yoosung)

No one’s coming to save me… (nothing)

I’m worried we’re hearing nothing from V yet… (V)

What are we going to do with V…? (V)

Don’t you think V did something bad to that hacker in the past? (V…)

Rather, I think he’s a heavy get-drunker Lolol (nothing)

Heavy drinking isn’t good for you. (nothing)

But are you feeling better now? (nothing)

So you two were spending some meaningless time. (nothing)

Maybe he’s right. (nothing)

That’s impossible… (nothing)

I’d say that man has a heart of steel… He’s impressive… (Jumin)

Are you going to take this opportunity to get close to Jumin?^^ (nothing)

V! Thank god you’re logged in! Are you alright? (nothing)

Umm…I’m thinking about it. (nothing)

Yes! (V)

There you are…finally. (V…)

What’s taking you so long? (V…)

Are you really coming to get me? Don’t you think it’d be dangerous? (V)

Did you see the images…? What do you think about them? (V)

I think it’s reckless to do all that by yourself. (nothing)

V… I hope the time comes soon. (V)

I’m furstraataeed!!!! (Zen)

That’s right! You’re a hero, Zen! (nothing)

Don’t change the subject! (nothing)

I’d like to trust you, V… (V)

If you’re not going to tell us anything, why did you log in…? (V…)

What is this truth? (nothing)

You’re finally talking… (nothing)

Yoosung…please calm down. (V)

Please answer him, V… Don’t try to avoid it. (V…)

Hello, Yoosung. (nothing)

Yoosung, what’s 78+544? (nothing)

Yoosung… you should first do something about that alcohol in your blood… (V)

Good question, Yoosung! (nothing)

A human relationship isn’t something you can define as one or the other… (V)

What did you have for side dish? (nothing)

Yoosung, I think you’ve gone too far… (V)

He even reached there…? He must have had a hard time.. (Yoosung)

You’re taking great care of Yoosung. (Zen)

But we could hear something thanks to Yoosung. (Yoosung)

V… I hope you’d tell us the truth someday… (V)

You’ve been hiding too many things, V. And now they all backfired. (V…)

He’s right! So please think about it, V (V)

It’d depend on what kind of truth you’re hiding… (V…)

Tell him to log in again lolol (nothing)

I think you should take care of him…  (nothing)

Actually, I’m having a great time. I got to meet you and a group of new people. (V)

If that’s the case, I think I’m going to hate you. (V…)

You’re still grieving a lot for Rika’s death, aren’t you? (V)

What did you think of when you saw those images? (nothing)

Can you swear that you’ve done your best to Rika? (V)

Getting what you want doesn’t always lead to happiness. (V..)

What kind of a person was Rika? (nothing)

V, Rika’s choice is her own. It has nothing to do with you. (V)

You’re saying a deceased will come back? (nothing)

Right now’ you say…? You mean at heaven? (nothing)

Do you think you did? (nothing)

You are getting ready to save me, aren’t you? (V…)

V, please hang in there! (V)

 Visual Novel V

21:00 : How We Take in Sadness [Yoosung, Jaehee]

 Hehehehe are you sober now, Yoosung? (nothing)

Thanks for showing me what you’re like when you’re drunk lol (nothing)

Are you feeling okay now? About your heat, I mean. (V)

It’d be fun if you two become roommates. (Zen)

When’s he donna show up again? (nothing)

I wish I could talk to V too. (V)

Hello, Jaehee. (Jaehee)

Welcome, head of the intelligence unit (Jumin)

Are you awake to play games by any chance? (nothing)

The power of youth- (nothing)

Don’t drink too much! (nothing)

Zen T-T He’s fought bravely and fallen… (Zen)

But I’m sure it’s partially V’s fault regarding what happened to Rika. (V…)

She’s right… I hope you’d understand how V would feel…  (V)

May I ask you why? (nothing)

Yoosung, are you ill by any chance? (Yoosung)

That’s not what I was expecting to hear… But I think V had his own reasons why he looked like that. (V)

Looks like V is hiding something. (V…)

Do you think that’s’ what happened to V? (V…)

So V was so sad that he couldn’t even cry. (V)

That’s called the process of parting with your pain… (nothing)

I don’t think I’ve ever been so sad like that. (nothing)

I hope that’d be the case… (V)

Do you think we can finalize what will happen in the future like that…? (nothing)

I see… V still loves Rika… It hurts a bit. (V)

No one knows if he really loves her. (V…)

Yes, do think about it, Yoosung! (nothing)

Don’t forget to deal with your hangover! (nothing)

No, you’ve done well! (Jaehee)

I’m not sure if Yoosung will agree with me… (nothing)

I agree… Let there be peace! (V)

Shouldn’t we wait and see if this will end as a misunderstanding? (V…)

Please make it the best unit. You should elevate the corporate’s value. (Jumin)

Oh dear… Good luck, Jaehee. (V)

Visual Novel V

You can call V

22:22 : Secrets Revealed [V]

 V, you do realize that rest of the RFA is having a hard time, don’t you? (V…)

I wanted to talk too…! (V)

I trust you. (V)

I don’t trust you. (V…)

I think it’ll depend on what you do, V. (nothing)

That’s so not like a leader. (V…)

You will tell us everything soon, won’t you? (V)

You mean that the person who sent the images is this hacker? (nothing)

That you’ve done something bad to that hacker in the past? (nothing)

What are you investigating? (nothing)

But why would you try to handle this on your own? (nothing)

So is this hacker related to Rika? (nothing)

But Rika is no longer alive… (nothing)

But this is related to Rika. You can’t just hide it. (nothing)

But why would you tell us all this now?  (nothing)

So you’re here to tell us to not let ourselves waver if that happens, right? (V)

You can work this out with everyone before that happens, can’t you!? (nothing)

You’re saying this is something you need to do alone, aren’t you? (V)

This is as far as you’ll reveal, isn’t it ? Since it’s a secret.  (nothing)

Yes, I promise. (V)

I’ll think about it.  (V…)

You’re not going to waste time and fail to show up, are you? (V…)

I’m counting on you ! (V)

 Visual Novel V

23:48 : Finishing Up On a Stormy Day [Jumin, Zen]

  Welcome, Jumin. (nothing)

I happen to be going through one in my heart… (nothing)

So V was not uninterested in Rika. (V)

I think theres’ a grievous secret regarding Rika’s death… (nothing)

You’re caring for me, aren’t you? Thank you^^; (nothing)

I understand that that excessive drinking is bad!  (nothing)

What I found most shocking…was that V has been investigating on Rika’s death. (nothing)

Same here… I think this situation is really complicated. (nothing)

I can’t give you details since that hacker might see this… but it bothers me that the hacker hates V. (V)

This mystery won’t go away… T-T (nothing)

Birds of a feather flock together. (nothing)

Friend shield on!! (nothing)

You’re not thinking of something gore, are you? (nothing)

For example? (nothing)

Aw come on... (V)

Huh ? Maybe!? (V)

Ahahahaha!! Good one, Jumin! (Jumin)

… (Zen)

Caught in a tree, for example? (Zen)

But if she’s alive, why won’t she come back to us? (V)

So Jumin, you also wish Rika were alive. (Jumin)

Tell me about it. That doesn’t sound like you, Jumin. (Zen)

I’d like to meet her myself…(nothing)

Jumin, don’t tell me you love…!! (nothing)

Do you think that was who she truly was?  (nothing)

I think their lives are completely different.. (nothing)

Didn’t you say that Rika was adopted…? (nothing)

How’s Yoosung doing right now? (nothing)

I’d like to see him in brown hair lol (nothing)

I think you’re not getting enough sleep, Jumin… (Jumin)

Jumin, when will the intelligence unit be activated? (Jaehee)

 A security guard? (nothing)

A model? (nothing)

Head of the strategy team? (nothing)

Hahahahahaha my stomach!!!! (Jumin)

…..Jumin, that’s enough, please.  (Zen)

You can’t make Jaehee… (Jaehee)

I feel sorry for Jaehee…but I’d like to invite him to the party.  (Jumin + answer to the email)

Good luck, Jaehee…!! (Jaehee)

I just imagined Jumin’s old version. (nothing)

I like Jumin’s personality… especially regarding his care for his friend. (Jumin & V)

The members would be so happy… (V and Zen?)

I’m sure we have to wait and see if that’ll make everyone happy.  (V…)

I’m a bit ignored right now, so I’ll be fine! (V)

I’m feeling nervous… but I should trust V. (nothing)

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 Day 6 | V is here.