#IS ZAG A CHEATER??

[sleeping-at-sea]

Do Thanatos and Meg know that your attempting to romance them both 😭

[am-i-sans]

dnd adventures 36

inferno is out of eeby deeby. he last remembers being in the cave lol. of course, undyne comes over and grabs his hair. barbie is just confused lol. dans messages moss god if they can kill him yet. no darn. vani and tori both picked up jevils scent nice. its in 1 spot so gotta keep going in a radius. just keep following. near the city gate cool. frog is riding tori for funsies. (cam is infodumping tf2 lore to inferno lol)

barbie finally asks why inferno is being dragged by his hair. its cause hes evil lol. she wonders why no hand holding like wtf no barbie. everytime they pass someone they cheer hi barbie xD jevil seems to be zig zagging around. just keep following. we finally found a trail!

river in the way. barbie gets to see soupnik lol. she summons a pink pegasus. gotta get across this big river. 1.5 miles across?! time to get on soupnik. frog hops on the pegasus lol. tori squints but allows it.

on the otherside! (moss is so mad we keep rolling high and wont let us find a trail cheater) barbie says she has to get back to work and is gonna send another paladin to help us. tori wants to know who shes sending so suzy translates lol. the person that put jevil away originally. tori unwild shapes. dans is playing fetch with vani. tori communes with nature. suzy is trying to swim goddamn. inferno wishes he could swim F.

jevils not here. tori goes and gets suzy from the river lol. no drowning today xD suzy asks if jevil swam it lol. dunno since moss didnt let us smell him. dans comments he might have been swept away. inferno says he might be dead and frog gets sad. dans comforts them and says jevil is strong so hes fine. undyne goes to dunk inferno in the river lol but stops cause frog says too.

the others manage to convince undyne to release inferno but she says shes gonna kill him if he tries anything. suzy says shes not allowed to kill him lol. tori is talking to trees asking about jevil lol. suzy tries to swim again! inferno tries to tell suzy shes gonna fucking drown lol. she says she can swim and ignores him. tori whips around like nuh uh. suzys like fuck. she sits by inferno and he says theyll jump in the next river.

infernos cat just comes out of the river totally dry lol. curls up in his lap. frog just starts petting it as inferno tries to push it off but it curls back into him. eventually he stands up and makes it fall. it hisses and runs into inferno and makes him stumbles but hes still standing. how did it move him?! undyne uses divine sense on the cat. its a celestial! it stares at undyne vaguely menancingly. she glares back lol. wtf why is it following inferno. frog uses speak to animals. it says inferno is funny and mean. inferno is just bewildered. he smells like catnip lol.

the trees told tori jevil got swept away lol. tori lets us know. gotta follow the river and suzy tries to go in the river again lol. they hear a voice that dans knows! "I see you havent gotten any taller." dans grins and looks up. "I see you still look like a mop." he walks over and they claps hands awesomely. "New friend of yours, Kris?" KRIS THE PALADIN MAKES AN OFFICIAL APPEARANCE! kris shakes hands with undyne. the other person looks like an adult suzy! Undyne looks between big and small suzy and asks if their the same person. dans introduces kris and suzy to everyone. kris says 3 people including themself captured jevil. third guy isnt here right now. (moss didnt make them a sheet lol moss just fucking ask me next time id make one)

dans tells them jevil got swept away so were heading down river. cams just happy they dont have to swim. dans and kris catch up while they walk. cam is singing with frog. kris looks at inferno, then whispers to dans and they laugh lol. cam goes eeby deeby! frog keeps playing. big suzy asks undyne whats the heaviest thing they can lift. 'think of the heaviest thing you can think of, i can do it.' she does a handstand and claims to be holding the world lol. she tries to knock her over lol. undyne avoids both suzys lol. she gets back on her feet. she gets flipped off lol.

tori wild shapes again. her and vani searching for smells. kris pulls out some chocolate and eats it and give dans a small piece. kris looks back at frog and offers some of course they want some! dans tosses some jerky to little suzy and she catches it in her mouth. tori fucking jumps in the river and lil suzy is so mad lol. she made it across nice. sniffing from both sides. dammit suzy jumped in. inferno tries to stop her. he catches her! suzy is so pissed. angry barking across the river. big suzy is just laughing at them. frog says they can turn suzy into a duck then they can swim. undyne says not to do that but suzy wants to be a piranna, so does inferno.

dans writes a note and sends it to tori on mage hand to let her know whats happening. more angry barking lol. frog decides tori wont be mad if they only transform inferno. hes gonna be a shark! undyne grabs suzy nope shes not going. hes a shark now and he cant talk lol. suzy cheers and runs after him. kris and dans bet of suzy gets swept away or not. suzy rides inferno like a horse lol. she makes it nice. tori is trying to yank her out. suzy cackles and gets off inferno. tori drops wildshape to yell at suzy. frog drops concentration on inferno. suzy grabs inferno and drags him to shore.

dans hands kris 20 gold lol. suzy and inferno fistbump sksksksk. tori fucking carries both of them sksksksk. undyne tells soupnik to watch inferno. tori finds footprints or something. undyne calls soupnik over so we can cross. suzy asks why kris doesnt have a wyvern. they just smile at her lol. the cat just walks across the river wtf. we cross to the otherside, jevil next time!

[magxnoria]

My Name is Marilyn Jean Zakiyyah But Most people call me Millie ✰ I’m just your local bleached blonde Alt black woman with a ENTP Personality and a introverted Leo ✰ I’m clinically diagnosed with Social Anxiety but I try my best to respond back to people on here ✰

I write for TR, JJK and AOT. Bare minimum I post is twice a month

What I adore: Video Games, Metal music, Beefcakes, Himbos, Pretty Women (Almost all women are babes) Guinea pigs and sweet people, Skinny Men, Chubby men, Fast cars and Pretty clothes

What My heart has disdain for: Liars, Spiders (except for zig zags and tarantulas), Ignorant hateful people, cheaters, Slow drivers and social Settings

[thetorturerwrites]

Tease & Seek

I needed a bit of a distraction today; so, out comes my favorite slut -- Sackler.  This is just a drabble, really. A PWP in the LC universe.

Summary: This morning, you’d teased him by parading around in the panties he liked so much and plopping a big, red kiss on his abdomen.  Dressing as swiftly as you could, you danced out the door like you were on fire before he could get you, and he vowed revenge.

Word count: 1.4k

CN: Public sex, Adam’s filthy mouth, F/M PIV, just general debauchery

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“I’m coming for your panties, little cunt. 5 mins.”

The text sent your heart rate into overdrive, and you chewed your lipsticked lips. This morning, you’d teased him by parading around in the panties he liked so much and plopping a big, red kiss on his abdomen.  Dressing as swiftly as you could, you danced out the door like you were on fire before he could get you, and he vowed revenge.

You’d hoped for later rather than sooner, but his threat warmed you from head to heels. There was no telling what Adam would do when he got here, but you were in his crosshairs.

It was a quiet day in the college library. Most of the staff left because most of the student body was away on holiday. You counted, remembering 2, maybe 3, students enter the building all day, which meant that you had the leeway to play one of your own sexy games.

Using the remaining minute, you tugged off your shoes and set them on the counter. You swayed onto the balls of your feet, trained your eyes on the door, and waited, strung tight and ready to go.

The bell chimed. The door opened. Adam’s beautiful face popped in. His eyes caught you behind the counter and narrowed. He pointed a finger at you chidingly, but you only hit him with the largest, brightest grin.

And then you ran.

Surprise clipped whatever clever thing he planned to say as you darted out of view and between the stacks. You heard him yell “cheater!” when he found your shoes on the counter, but you absolutely did not stop zig-zagging for even a second.

You knew your way around this place in the dark, with your eyes closed, in a blackout, and you used every nook and cranny to your advantage.

The problem, though, was that Adam was stubborn and just so goddamn LARGE. He could see over some lower stacks, and his stride was unfairly quick for such a sizable man. 

“Why are you so fucking fast, you monster?!” You stopped for the briefest of minutes to throw a book over your shoulder in hopes it would slow him down.

He snarled around the corner you’d just abandoned and stomped down the now-empty lane. You just missed his snatchy hand.  He gained on you with every step; and when he caught you around the middle, you shrieked and flailed as he lifted you into the air.

Goddammit.

He caught you in the library's wing that was 80% windows, and you knew he didn’t give a single shit about that fact.

“NO NOT HERE!”

You shouted and wiggled, kicking your feet and trying to dislodge yourself, but he only tightened his arms around your stomach. He didn’t let your feet hit the floor until you met the smooth edge of the work desk.

“Oh, yes.” He bit at your shoulder. “Right fucking here.”

Any bit of leverage you had disappeared. He tucked you so tight against the table you couldn’t step back, sideways, or any ways. He sucked a mark right into the middle of your neck, and his impatient fingers tugged up your pencil skirt quicker than you could process.

“Adam! Someone will see.”

He planted his warm hand in the center of your back and bent you over the table, grinding his pelvis into you. You could feel him, seemingly always mouth-wateringly hard inside those tight pants. You pushed back on the shiny surface to raise back up, but he delivered such a hard smack to your ass you cried out and stilled.

“Mm. Yep.” 

You could practically hear him nodding and knew he was wholly enjoying the moment and the picture you made — all professionally dressed with your ass up, skirt bunched around your waist.

“Should have thought of that sooner, little cunt.  Too late now.”

Panties? Gone. Hips? Lifted. Adam’s fingers? Sunk deep.

The whine that came from your lips as his long fingers found their spongy mark startled even you. You hopped onto your toes, forgetting completely that anyone in the courtyard below would see you.

None of that mattered. It only mattered that he was caressing your insides in just the perfect way.

“There she is. Always wet for me, aren’t you little cunt?”

Adam had this knack. He could make you cum faster than you ever had in your entire life, more easily than you ever had in your entire life.  Now, you were barreling towards precisely that at warp speed because he fondled you with both expert hands. One pressed your slippery clit into your body, and the other added another thick finger to your soaked channel.

“Jesus. Adam!” You screeched and writhed, seconds away from bliss. “Pleaseyesplease.”

His sinful, skillful fingers withdrew, and your head shot up off the desk with a loud grumble. You glared over your shoulder, angry that he got you so close only to abandon the bid. He chuckled at you, shaking his head while he worked his zipper.

“Such a greedy thing. Not happy unless you’ve got my cock, hm?”

He wasted no more time. He wanted to be inside of you as much as you wanted him there. Gripping both hips, he lifted you onto your very toes, lined you up, and pushed the swollen, weeping head of his dick past your swollen, glistening lips.

It was delicious in its depravity, and you floated through the very idea of it.

He was here. At your work. Fucking you out in the open the way he always teased he would.

Your hand flew back to grasp at his wrist. His fingers dug into the meat of your hip, and you glanced back over your shoulder to watch him. The first push was your favorite part. The faces and sounds he made every time he filled you were almost as good as the filling itself.

He barely bottomed out when he threw into a quick pace. You knew he’d been thinking about fucking you all morning, and you’d given him the perfect opportunity to make it even better. He had been threatening to fuck you where everybody in the library could see for months. That fantasy was one of his favorites, and secretly yours, too.

You tried to contain your moans, biting your lip to cap them off at a whimper, but it only spurred Adam on. He dug his fingers in so hard you could feel the fingernails and plowed into you sloppy and rough.

“Don’t fucking pretend to be shy now.”

Adam lifted you up further until your feet weren’t even touching the ground. He tipped you into just the right position for his cock to delve further in, and you shouted in time to the repeated rubbing against that mind-numbing spot inside.

You clamped your hand over your mouth and howled, each eager thrust driving you further into a frenzy. The desk jolted and jarred with Adam’s full-tilt railing, and the slap of his body against yours echoed off desks, the glossy tiled floor, and the bare windows.

“Shit, that’s it. Make that hungry pussy tighten.”

Screwing your eyes shut, you drifted into that hazy, keening space between this incredible need to have something on your clit and the oncoming deep, deep orgasm he figured out how to give you. You shook, digging your fingers into his wrist as another slick wave rolled out of your cunt.

He growled and cursed as your pussy obeyed, tightening up and spasming as you came on so many muffled shouts you sounded possessed by the devil. The last few thrusts came so sharp you knew there would be a straight-line bruise along your abdomen.

“Such. A. Dirty. Fucking. Cunt.”

His breath skipped, and he groaned and cursed through gritted teeth. He came on a loud groan, and you felt it reverberate in your pussy, causing you to clamp down around him the way that drove him crazy.

When he stuttered and gulped down a strangled noise, you fucking preened. He could fuck you mindless, reduce you to a babbling, crying mess. But when you clenched around his sensitive cock like that, he was fucking yours, struck dumb and gaping.

For a long moment, the only things you heard were your erratic breathing and the roar of rushing blood in your ears. Something filtered in, though, and you looked around for what it could be.

Laughing, Adam slapped your ass and pointed to the window. As he pulled out, you propped up onto your elbows and looked down only to groan in absolute mortification.

There was a small group of students on the quad shouting and cheering for the vulgar show their goddamn librarian had just given them for free.

[tiefsandthiefs]

Lots of folks seem to think thanatos is taller than zag but I think they’re (at least) the same height, than is just a cheater who floats. Disqualified.

[maginxlia]

My Name is Marilyn Jean Zakiyyah But Most people call me Millie ✰ I’m just your local bleached blonde Alt black woman with a ENTP Personality and a introverted Leo ✰ I’m clinically diagnosed with Social Anxiety but I try my best to respond back to people on here ✰

I write for TR, JJK and AOT. Bare minimum I post is twice a month

What I adore: Video Games, Metal music, Beefcakes, Himbos, Pretty Women (Almost all women are babes) Guinea pigs and sweet people, Skinny Men, Chubby men, Fast cars and Pretty clothes

What My heart has disdain for: Liars, Spiders (except for zig zags and tarantulas), Ignorant hateful people, cheaters, Slow drivers and social Settings

[waywarddaughterwrites]

Snow Day

A/N: So, I’ve noticed that I’ve been writing a lot of drama and angst as of late and I wanted to lighten the atmosphere a bit with something sweet and fluffy. Seriously, there’s so much fluff here you might choke. Look out. Much love and chocolates to you, dearies! <3

Read Me on Ao3:

http://archiveofourown.org/works/13848645

Tag List:

@kissofthebadwolf @eurusholmmes

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You woke up groaning at your alarm. You were on a new "healthy" kick and were trying to transform yourself into a morning person, complete with early morning jogs. Guess how well that was working out. You hated running, and you were loathe to wake up before the sun. You looked at your phone and saw 06:00 shining back at you in a light that was way too bright and cheery for what it conveyed. You rolled over, letting out another dramatic groan. It was Saturday and you were awake at six AM. What had your life become?

You contemplated just going back to sleep, but you knew you'd regret it if you did. You were many things, but you were not a quitter. "Come on, Y/N. Commit!" You said to yourself in half-hearted encouragement. You pulled yourself, body protesting, out of the bed and to your closet, where you threw on a pair of track pants and a sweatshirt. You stumbled to the bathroom and splashed water on your face before brushing your teeth. Pulling your hair into a messy ponytail, you rubbed your face and trudged out of your room and into your tiny living room where you pulled on your running shoes. Stifling a yawn, you smacked your cheeks a couple of times to try and wake yourself up fully.

You grabbed your headphones and your keys and walked to your door. Putting the buds in your ears, you pulled open the door.

And stood there, in shocked confusion.

It was snowing.

It had been, by the looks of things, for hours.

You huffed in amusement and your newfound luck and closed the door, already beginning to toe off your shoes and thinking about your bed again, before coming to a stop, suddenly fully awake.

It was snowing.

In May.

You quickly turned back around and yanked open your door again, intent on making sure you weren't completely insane. Sure enough, there were several inches snow on the ground, and it was continuing to fall.

You were dumbfounded. Yesterday it was almost eighty degrees. You'd worn shorts and a tank top all day. And now? You were beginning to feel the chill through your sweats. You closed the door and walked to the television, flipping on the news to see if they had anything to say about the unusual development.

"...quite unlike anything we've seen, Ronny," an attractive blonde woman with large teeth was saying to her cohost. "The entire county is covered in a layer of snow five inches deep, and it is continuing to come down in a flurry! I had planned on taking my kids to the local pool this afternoon, now I think we will be building snowmen instead. Imagine that! Richard, I believe you can provide more insight, what do you say?"

The camera cut away to the meteorologist, who had his back to the camera and was seemingly studying the green screen currently showing snowfall patterns across your county.

Still turned, he said, "well, I just don't know, Susie. It's astounding!"

Your eyes grew wide and a grin began to pull at your lips as you recognized the voice. As the "meteorologist" turned toward the camera, you let out a laugh at the comical fake mustache adorning the blonde man's face.

"It seems," the man continued, "that Mother Nature is unleashing upon us a severe case of cabin fever and snow flu in droves. My professional opinion, and official prescription, to help set the course of nature back on track, is to spend as much time today as possible with the people you care about, especially boyfriends. Spend your entire snow day with your boyfriend and everything should be back to normal tomorrow! I dare say, we may not even remember such a phenomenon as snow in the middle of May even occurring. Well, most of you won't, at least." He said that last part with a deliberate wink.

You snorted, a smile stretching your cheeks and your arms folded as you watched the man on the screen who was obviously looking at you as he spoke. You rolled your eyes and muttered, "tricky bastard."

Still on the television, Gabriel ripped the mustache from his face and pointed it at you.

"That was not very polite."

You raised an eyebrow at him.

"Why don't you come out here and punish me, then?"

He waggled his eyebrows at you and snapped. Suddenly he was gone from the screen. You were just forming the thought of wondering where he was when there was a knock on your door. Rolling your eyes once more, you got up and walked to the door. Opening it, you saw your boyfriend standing in your doorway. The snow was coming down fast enough it was beginning to leave a light layer on his hair and it made him look every inch of the angel you knew he was.

"Hey," he said, grinning.

"Hey," you replied. He leaned in, looking for a kiss. You began to lean in to comply when suddenly you had a face full of snow.

Sputtering, you could hear him guffaw at your expense and could see through the flakes now clinging to your eyelashes the shit-eating grin on his face.

"Consider yourself punished," he said pretentiously.

You shook your head to clear it of the snow and looked him straight in the eye before promptly closing the door in his face.

"Aw, come on Sweets. Don't be like that. Let me in, it's cold out here!"

You sighed dramatically.

"That's your own fault, you overgrown bird!" You called to him good-naturedly. Still, you reached for the door anyway and pulled it back open.

The second it opened you were swept up in your angelic boyfriend's arms and spun around. Laughing, he shook the snow from his hair onto you before dipping you low and planting a deep kiss on your lips.

By the time he pulled away, you had a slightly punch-drunk look on your face and the feeling only increased as you took in the look of playfulness and utter adoration in the whiskey eyes staring back at you.

He put you back on the floor, but made no move to let you go.

"So, what do you want to do today?" He asked.

You glanced past him at the window. The snow was beginning to slow down into more of a soft flurry than a blizzard.

"Well, it would be a shame to waste the day inside during such a wonder of weather phenomena," you said to him significantly. "Although I already packed away all of my winter clothing..." you chewed your lip.

Gabriel released you and stepped back from you, looking you up and down. A mischievous look in his eye, he claimed, "not a problem!" and snapped his fingers. Suddenly you found yourself in a pair of comfy, thick snow pants and a sweater with a warm bubble jacket over top. Your feet were encased in snow boots and your hands had zig-zag patterned mittens on them. You were perfectly prepared for a day in the snow, except...

"Gabriel. Pigtails? Really?"

He shrugged at you, pseudo-innocently.

"I think they're cute!" He said emphatically.

"My little snow bunny has ears!"

You raised your eyebrow at him and he snapped again, encasing your head in a knit headband, your hair in its usual singular pony tail.

One more snap and he was dressed in similar snow-ready attire and pulling you by the hand outside to the wonderland that awaited you.

Once outside, you saw the extent of what he had created. Everything had been effectively forced to shut down. Where you lived, your town wasn't used to much snow in the wintertime, so snow in mid-spring was practically debilitating. There was a thick layer of snow covering most everything, and people were outside in the streets playing in it. Children had snowball fights and teenagers were building snowmen. Parents pulled children on makeshift sleds made from kitchen pans and trash can lids. It was like a Christmas card.

You paused for a moment, taking it all in. You felt arms snake around your waist and you leaned into Gabriel's warmth as he rested his chin on your shoulder.

"A little unorthodox, but you did a good thing," you told him.

"They're not the only ones who are overdue for a break from reality," he whispered into your ear in response. Kissing your cheek, you felt him smile into your skin and inhale deeply.

You turned around to face him, suddenly playful. "Come on," you said, "I'll race you to the tree!" He raised his eyebrows at you before disappearing. The sudden lack of his support made you stumble before you straightened and called out, "cheater!"

The next thing you knew, you were in his arms once more, only this time, you were beside "your" tree. You lived a block away from a small park. After hundreds of strolls and midnight stargazing near this particular tree, you both had sentimentally begun thinking of it as "your" tree. Luckily, no one else had claimed the area around it on this snowy day off. Gabriel leaned down and pecked your lips once more before releasing you from his grasp.

"Let's make a snowman!" You exclaimed suddenly. Smiling at your enthusiasm, Gabriel turned away to gather snow to begin fulfilling your wish. You used his distraction to reach down and gather a handful of snow yourself, packing it into a ball. Against his notice, you backed a couple of feet away before saying, "hey, babe?"

He looked up at you to respond and immediately was hit with a face full of snow, via your dastardly plot for revenge. You were cackling at the stunned look on his face. Your laughter broke off quickly, though, when his eyes turned impish and you knew you had about three seconds to dive out of range before you were going to be pelted with snowballs. You ran the best you could, dodging a snowball here and there. Several collided with your back, not enough to knock you down. Once or twice you attempted to return fire, but it never connected and only served to slow you down and subsequently subject you to more snow via your boyfriend with the power of the heavens. You were laughing so hard you could barely breathe, and you only registered the sound of snow-crunching footfalls behind you before you were tackled to the ground.

You were both laughing in a way you hadn't in too long of a time. He rolled with you across the ground until he ended with you on your back and him laying overtop of you, looking down at you in the snow. You both were breathless. He leaned over once more for another kiss, but this one was more tender, softer than the ones earlier. It was sweeter, it matched the peaceful snow around you and the lighthearted atmosphere it had created.

Pulling away from you, inches still from your face, he breathed, "I have an idea." He hopped up from the snow, expecting you to follow. Instead, you stayed where you were and began to move your arms and legs. Once satisfied, you carefully stood so as not to ruin your creation. You walked around to the top and drew an oval-shaped halo above the impression of your head. Grinning, you looked up at Gabriel, who was watching you with a bemused expression.

Seeming contemplative, you made a show of looking between the angel on the ground and the angel beside you. "I can see the resemblance," you remarked.

Gabriel threw you a bitch face that would have put Sam Winchester to shame.

"I look nothing like that! The dress, the halo, it's utter nonsense," he exclaimed in mock offense.

You giggled at him before looping your arm through his. Nodding down at your snow angel reverently, you conceded, "you're right. You could never pull off a dress like that."

Gabriel sputtered, obviously caught between defending that he absolutely COULD pull off any dress he desired and sticking to his original claim that he looked nothing like a traditional angel. Settling for sticking his tongue out at you, he pulled you toward a large clear patch of untouched snow.

"Have you ever built an igloo?" He asked you. You had, but only once, and you were very young. You told him as much. He spent the next couple of minutes showing you how to create the bricks and stack them appropriately. The two of you spent the morning laying your foundation and building upon it, creating a small structure in the snow. Finally you were putting the finishing touches on your igloo, patching small holes and smoothing out the bricks on top. The two of you stepped back, sweaty, but thoroughly pleased with yourselves.

"Dibbs!" Gabriel called before breaking away from you and climbing inside.

"Hey!" You called, "no fair!"

Gabriel stuck his head out of the doorway and you pouted dramatically at him. Smiling at you, he held out a hand in invitation.

"I thoroughly doubt there's enough room in there for us both," you said, shaking your head at him.

"You'd be surprised," he responded, still holding out his hand. Intrigued, you crouched down and followed him through the short tunnel into the igloo.

Your breath stuttered in amazement. The tiny igloo the two of you had built had an interior the size of your apartment's living room. There was a small bookshelf full of books next to two plush armchairs and a small side table laden with a plate of sandwiches nestled in front of a cozy, warm fire going in a fireplace on the wall. You blinked your eyes at the incredulity of it all. Turning to Gabriel, he held out a large mug of something steaming as he clutched one for himself in his other hand. He had removed his jacket and gloves and hung them on a coat rack you just noticed next to the entry. Shrugging out of your own jacket and mittens (the fire had it surprisingly warm and comfortable inside) you took the offered mug and sipped it to find it was thick, rich, perfect hot chocolate.

"I don't know what you had planned for the rest of the day," he started quietly, "but I happened to stumble across the coziest little place that I think would be quite nice to spend an afternoon."

You smiled at him before reaching up and cupping your hand on his cheek. "It's lovely," you said in response. He smiled at you before turning his head slightly to kiss your thumb near his mouth.

Your stomach growled, effectively ruining the moment. Chuckling, both of your hot chocolates vanished and reappeared on the side table next to the sandwiches. He scooped you up into his arms bridal-style and carried you to one of the chairs. "Come on," he said as he carried you, "human needs to eat lunch."

The two of you spent the entire afternoon and early evening in your hidden winter paradise. You found yourself curled in Gabriel's lap, a blanket covering the two of you. In your hands you held a book of poetry by Y/F/P and you were reading softly aloud to him as he played with your hair you had let loose from your ponytail.  It was a wonderfully peaceful moment and you soaked in every second of it, losing yourself in your little haven away from the outside world. You turned the page in the book and began to read the next poem.

"I love you."

Mid-stanza, you didn't register what he said. Turning to him, you said, "hmm?"

His gaze was soft and deeper than you could remember seeing it before. "I said, I love you."

Your mouth parted open in shock, the proclamation taking you aback. He held your eyes with his own and you blinked, gathering yourself back together before leaning forward and kissing him.

Leaning away from him just enough to break the kiss, you leaned your forehead against his, your noses touching.

"I love you too, you giant feathery goofball," you whispered. He grinned before darting forward, catching your lips in a bruising, heated kiss. The book lay In your lap, forgotten as you tangled your hands in his hair and his arms tightened around you, pulling you closer. You were both breathless and gasping by the time you came up for air.

Reaching his hand up, he pushed your hair away from your face and behind your ear.

"I could stay here forever," he said. You smiled at him, tinged only slightly with sadness as you both knew it was impossible. The real world was too demanding for the likes of an angel and a hunter. You snuggled your head into the crook of his neck and his arms wrapped around you once more.

You could, too, if you had the chance. You didn't say it, because you knew he knew.

[hooked-on-fandoms]

Ravenclaw × Slytherin (Part 2)

On the morning of their first date, Hogwarts received a dusting of snow. Ravenclaw watched the little, white flakes slowly descend beyond a small window in the girls' dormitory. She anxiously picked at her own nails. With no homework or other pressing responsibilities left to speak of, her mind was free to wander and worry. What should she wear? How should she act? Surely she should be herself, but... What if she messed everything up today? Every possible scenario she could think of, good and bad, played itself out in her head. Each trivial choice she had to make now felt enormous, although logically she knew otherwise.

Meanwhile, in the boys' dormitory of his own House, Slytherin was studying his reflection in a mirror while having much the same thoughts. Should he wear a scarf or a tie? Would it be odd to wear both, the tie hidden beneath the scarf? He wanted to look nice, but it would also be cold... But ugh, yes, that would be ridiculous... What if he did something today to make her change her mind about him? He pressed his forehead to the mirror and sighed, his breath fogging up the glass as he did so. He absentmindedly wrote "S + R" with a fingertip. Hearing the nearby footfalls of one of his housemates, Slytherin hastily wiped the mirror clean. His cheeks reddened.

The two fifth-years met in the main courtyard sometime later. Both had taken the opportunity to forgo their school uniforms in favour of more casual clothes.

After an emotionally and mentally exhausting decision-making process, Ravenclaw had decided on a royal blue skater dress with a knee length hem. At present, her dress was mostly concealed by the heavy, black parka that she wore with a matching pair of gloves and mid-calf boots. A pair of small diamonds sparkled at her earlobes. Her dark hair was styled in a simple, half up and half down 'do. She wore minimal makeup, little more than winged eyeliner and mascara, with a light dusting of pink powder on her cheeks. Not that she needed any, it seemed. She blushed at the sight of her date and smiled sheepishly at the ground.

Slytherin, for his part, was dressed in dark trousers and a white down coat. A bright green scarf was wrapped around his neck. He tugged at it nervously and cleared his throat. "You, ah... Are you ready to go?" he asked, offering a gloved hand to Ravenclaw.

She took it in her own and gave it an encouraging squeeze. "Absolutely!"

Hand-in-hand, the two students walked through the powdery snow on their way to Hogsmeade.

"What's the plan for when we get there?" Ravenclaw asked, her bright eyes curious. "Or is it a surprise?"

Slytherin pursed his lips. "Do you want it to be a surprise?"

"Either way is fine by me, so I suppose it's up to you."

"Let's have it be a surprise, then."

"Alright," Ravenclaw agreed with a nod. "It's exciting, isn't it? Being... together... outside of school?" Her face was radiant with glee which could barely be contained.

"Absolutely," Slytherin replied. He wanted to tell her how much he had been looking forward to this, but suddenly found himself at a loss for words and scrambling to find something else to talk about. An awkward silence hung between them.

Ravenclaw pulled gently out of Slytherin's grasp. "Hold on for just a moment," she said, crouching in the snow. Slytherin looked down at her, puzzled. She had her back to him so that he couldn't see what she was doing. After a few moments, Ravenclaw stood up and turned on Slytherin with a mischievous smile and a large snowball, the latter exploding against his chest.

The young man's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "What was that for?" he asked.

"Fun!" Ravenclaw exclaimed. "You need to loosen up. Come on, let's do this!"

Slytherin chuckled, a wicked grin spreading over his face. His eyes twinkled with amusement. "If that's the way you want it... I'm in!" he said, stooping to scoop up handfuls of snow. While he packed it between his gloves, Ravenclaw readied her own frosty projectile.

The ensuing duel was fierce. Snowballs flew between Ravenclaw and Slytherin like bludgers in a Quidditch match. Ravenclaw was clever and quick, laughing as she zig-zagged through the snow, her movements sudden and unpredictable. She scored several solid hits this way, and evaded many more. However, Slytherin was perceptive and unafraid of playing dirty. Quite by accident, he slipped and fell backwards to the ground.

Ravenclaw paused. "Are you okay?" she asked, taking a few cautious steps towards him.

He groaned. "More or less, I suppose... Can I get a hand up?"

"Sure." Ravenclaw dropped her snowball and offered Slytherin her hand. He took it and pulled himself to his feet, then spun around to smash loose snow into her face from behind with his other hand. She shrieked and spluttered, then doubled over with laughter.

"Cheater," Ravenclaw said breathlessly. She wiped the melting snow from her face and dusted off her clothes.

Slytherin shoved his hands in his coat pockets and smirked playfully. "All's fair in love and war, right?"

She giggled. "I guess so. Call it a draw?"

He nodded. "Yeah, we should get going."

Though they left behind a scarred battlefield, they took with them a beautiful new memory.

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The 12 biggest college basketball stories of 2017

North Carolina’s Theo Pinson (1) dunks during the first half of the national title game against Gonzaga on April 3, 2017, in Glendale, Ariz. (AP Photo/Matt York)

Academic fraud. Shoplifting. Bribery and corruption.

It’s a sign of what type of year it was in college basketball that so many of the sport’s buzziest topics happened away from the court.

Here’s a look at the college basketball’s 12 biggest stories of 2017, beginning with the FBI’s bombshell investigation into the shadowy world of recruiting.

1. FBI’s investigation into corruption in college basketball

For decades, college basketball coaches have operated under the premise that cheaters prosper more than they’re punished. Everything changed in September when law enforcement pushed NCAA investigators aside and got involved themselves. Federal authorities blew open the doors to the unsavory, shadowy world of college basketball recruiting when they indicted 10 men in a widespread fraud and bribery scheme involving top recruits, prominent coaches, agents, financial planners and shoe-apparel executives. Among those ensnared were some of the sport’s most high-profile programs, from Arizona, to USC, to Miami, to Louisville. “We have your playbook,” FBI assistant director Bill Sweeney warned. “Our investigation is ongoing.” The FBI probe has been off the radar since the new season began, but rest assured coaches and athletic directors are still antsy. The next domino could fall at any moment and only the untainted are safe.

2. The messy breakup between UCLA and the Balls

As Lonzo Ball was blossoming into an elite NBA prospect last winter, there were already signs that the relationship between UCLA and his family could quickly disintegrate. Outspoken family patriarch LaVar Ball had already become a nuisance for the Bruins with his desire to extend his stay in the limelight and promote his brand at all costs. The season began with LaVar guaranteeing Lonzo would win a national title at UCLA and ended with him insisting starting “three white guys” made it impossible for the Bruins to contend. In between, LaVar also repeatedly used Lonzo’s likeness to promote his fledgling shoe-apparel brand, a choice that suggested the threat of the NCAA ruling his son ineligible didn’t faze him. It’s unlikely UCLA would have put up with those antics for long once the most talented Ball brother was gone, but a series of incidents helped speed up the breakup. LaVar gave promising youngest son LaMelo his own signature shoe in August, jeopardizing his college eligibility. Three months later, middle son LiAngelo and two fellow freshmen teammates were arrested for shoplifting in China days before UCLA’s season opener in Shanghai. As LiAngelo languished on indefinite suspension, LaVar grew impatient. He yanked his middle son out of UCLA in December and began exploring professional opportunities for him and LaMelo, severing the relationship between UCLA and the Balls for good.

3. North Carolina wins one banner, keeps two others

One year after falling to Villanova at the buzzer in the 2016 national title game, North Carolina achieved the redemption it craved. Justin Jackson scored a go-ahead 3-point play with 1:40 left and the Tar Heels pulled away from Gonzaga for a 71-65 victory that erased a year’s worth of heartache. As North Carolina celebrated Roy Williams’ third national title, it only made rival fans more eager for the NCAA to stop dillydallying and give the Tar Heels their comeuppance. Six months later, the NCAA’s committee on infractions finally released its decision, and it was a stunner. The committee ruled the case was ultimately outside its jurisdiction, and North Carolina escaped any significant punishment for what is widely considered the worst academic scandal in college sports history.

4. Scandals force change of leadership at Louisville

In June, the NCAA ruled that Louisville must vacate its 2013 men’s basketball national title as part of the fallout from the program’s stripper and escort scandal. Somehow, the year only got worse for the Cardinals from there. In September, the FBI alleged that a Louisville coach arranged for Adidas to funnel $100,000 to the family of elite recruit Brian Bowen so that he would play at Louisville and represent the shoe-apparel giant after he turns pro. Pitino claimed ignorance about the allegations just like he had with the stripper scandal, but you can only blame a rogue assistant so many times. Insisting that Pitino either knew what was going on or failed to properly monitor his own program, Louisville quickly fired him and highly successful athletic director Tom Jurich.

5. The saga of Grayson Allen

The third of Grayson Allen’s three tripping incidents actually occurred in December 2016, but the polarizing Duke star has dealt with the fallout ever since. Mike Krzyzewski suspended Allen for one game and stripped him of his captaincy. Opposing student sections booed, heckled and belittled Allen once he returned to the floor. And reporters and fans on social media scrutinized Allen’s every collision in search of chippy conduct. Nagging injuries and the burden of relentless criticism led to an underwhelming junior season from Allen and contributed to his decision to return to Duke this year. So far he has managed to stay mostly under the radar as the senior leader on a freshman-laden roster, but only time will tell whether his college career will end in redemption, controversy or something in between.

6. Gonzaga achieves the milestone that had eluded it

Even though Gonzaga had made 19 consecutive NCAA tournaments, reached the second round nine years in a row and advanced to the Sweet 16 or beyond three straight seasons, much of the discussion surrounding the Zags’ program centered on the one milestone that had eluded them. That changed at last in March when Gonzaga routed 11th-seeded Xavier in the Elite Eight and advanced to the program’s first Final Four. That Gonzaga finally reached college basketball’s biggest stage last season is a testament to its staff’s ability to seamlessly integrate international recruits from far-flung countries and high-major transfers seeking a change of scenery. A team featuring three high-profile transfers and players from seven different countries won 37 games, played dominant defense and came within a couple baskets of a national title.

7 Northwestern breaks through at last

After 78 years of failure, misery and irrelevance, Northwestern finally enjoyed a long-awaited breakthrough last March. The Wildcats secured an NCAA tournament bid for the first time in program history, landing a No. 8 seed in the West Region. Behind a stingy defense and the creativity of dynamic point guard Bryant McIntosh, Northwestern showed it belonged. The Wildcats edged Vanderbilt in the opening round and pushed top-seeded Gonzaga deep into the second half before eventually falling by six. With the core of last season’s team returning, Northwestern began this year with a Top 25 ranking and expectations of a top-four Big Ten finish. Alas, the Wildcats aren’t handling success well. They’re a disappointing 10-5, they have no notable wins and they’ll only have a few chances in the struggling Big Ten.

8. Familiar faces in new places

The coaching carousel started spinning before last season was over and kept on going well into the summer. By the time it finally stopped, a handful of marquee programs had each made splashy new hires. Indiana dumped Tom Crean after he missed the NCAA tournament for the second time in four years and gambled that Archie Miller could bring more consistency to the program. Ohio State parted ways with Thad Matta with its program trending downward and tabbed Chris Holtmann to fix the recruiting woes that had recently ailed the Buckeyes. Perhaps the most compelling yet risky hire was Georgetown’s decision to stay in-house after firing John Thompson III. Legendary center Patrick Ewing is a Hoyas icon but he has no head coaching experience, nor has he coached at the college level before.

9. Sean Miller’s quest to reach the Final Four

Seven times in the past 10 seasons, Sean Miller has led a team to the second weekend of the NCAA tournament. Somehow he has still yet to shed the bittersweet label of college basketball’s most accomplished coach never to reach the Final Four. Miller’s latest March heartbreak came at the hands of the school where he used to coach. Eleventh-seeded Xavier rallied from eight down in the last four minutes and upset second-seeded Arizona 73-71, a Sweet 16 loss made more frustrating by the Wildcats’ poor shot selection and inability to get the ball to lottery pick Lauri Markkanen down the stretch. The return of Allonzo Trier and Rawle Alkins and the arrival of a decorated recruiting class had pundits anointing Arizona as a preseason top-three team this season, but then the FBI investigation ensnared the Wildcats. Now anything they accomplish this season will be viewed through a cloud of skepticism.

10. Trae Young’s ascendance

The No. 22 prospect in the 2017 247Sports Composite Rankings is Jaylen Hands, who is UCLA’s third leading scorer so far this season. The No. 24 prospect in the 2017 247Sports Composite Rankings is Emmanuel Akot, who is struggling to even crack the rotation at Arizona. In between them is Oklahoma point guard Trae Young, who needless to say is outperforming expectations as a freshman. Nobody predicted Young would average a national-best 29.6 points and 10.7 assists per game. Nobody predicted he’d be drawing comparisons to Steph Curry because of his deep shooting range, creativity off the dribble and impeccable court vision. And nobody predicted he’d elevate Oklahoma from the bottom of the Big 12 into position to rise into the AP top 10 on Monday. Simply put, Young has been the nation’s best player so far this season. If he keeps this up, he’ll be national player of the year in March and a lottery pick in June.

11. Michigan’s wild March

College basketball’s marquee month got off to a rough start for Michigan. The plane that was supposed to carry the Wolverines to the Big Ten tournament slid off the runway during an aborted takeoff, causing extensive damage to the aircraft and forcing passengers to scramble through emergency doors to safety. Nobody on board the plane was hurt, but the incident appeared to bring out the best in Michigan over the coming weeks. An 11-loss Wolverines team that had sputtered to an eighth-place Big Ten finish in the regular season responded with four victories in four days to claim the conference tournament title. Michigan then won a pair of memorable NCAA tournament games against Oklahoma State and Louisville before falling by a single point to Final Four-bound Oregon in the Sweet 16.

12. Kansas’ bid to make history

At first, the streak was notable for the parade of exemplary individual talents Kansas overcame. More recently, the overall quality of the Big 12’s top teams has posed the greatest threat. No matter what, one thing has always remained constant: The Jayhawks have always found a way to turn back all challengers. Kansas won its record-tying 13th straight Big 12 title last February when it finished a whopping four games clear of challengers Baylor, West Virginia and Iowa State. That tied the record set by UCLA, which launched its run at the height of the John Wooden dynasty in 1967 and concluded it in 1979. Kansas is favored to extend its streak this season, but the Jayhawks once again won’t have it easy. Every Big 12 team currently resides in the KenPom top 100 and only Iowa State is outside the top 50.

Honorable mention: South Carolina’s stunning Final Four run • Miles Bridges returns to Michigan State • Marvin Bagley reclassifies and picks Duke • Oregon reaches its first Final Four since 1939 • Arizona State’s unexpected ascendance • Michael Porter’s college career at Missouri may be over after two minutes. 

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Jeff Eisenberg is a college basketball writer for Yahoo Sports. Have a tip? Email him at daggerblog@yahoo.com or follow him on Twitter!

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Choose Your +1 to Survive!

AAFitness First Newsletter – October “Halloween” Edition

Prologue: Rain. So...much...rain. As the rain continues to pour down, a scenario emerges in which humanity's only hope is to rebuild an Ark, to survive the oncoming floods. As there is limited space and only certain people will be able to secure a spot on Ark 2.0, you must use your skills and knowledge gained from All Attributes Fitness to survive...

With the Ark boarding process starting to begin, you must choose, how will you approach the scenario, knowing that your life and future is on the line?

If you decide to use your Strength and Power - scroll to scenario  1.

If you decide to use your Agility and Reflexes - scroll to scenario 2.

If you decide to use your Endurance and Energy - scroll to scenario 3.

If you decide to use your Intelligence and Wit - scroll to scenario 4.

If you decide to use your Charisma and Persuasion - scroll to scenario 5.

If you decide to use your Vitality and Stamina - scroll to scenario 6.

If you decide to use your Toughness and Guile - scroll to scenario 7.

If you decide to use your Willpower and Determination - scroll to scenario 8.

If you decide to use All Attributes - scroll to scenario 9.

Scenario 1

You are a beast. A human "bull" if you will. Therefore, you showcase your incredible strength to the Ark selection committee, and they agree the likes of your abilities are unmatched. In a space saving move, they decide to allow you to join the ship, as long as you agree to fight the actual "bull" (the animal) already on the ship. You agree. A Thor vs Hulk type battle ensues with awesome special effects and near death escapes, etc etc. In the end, you are standing. All is well. You join the ship. Unfortunately, 8 weeks into the journey, a deadly virus has broken out, which is determined to be from the gore and spectacle that exploding a live cow might entail. The ship is slowly whittled down as the virus wipes out all on board. You are the last to fall, and as you spasm out of this world you look back to the fight that started this all...and declare to the vast emptiness, "Rosebud"... You were clearly delirious.

Happy Halloween from All Attributes Fitness!

Scenario 2

You are fast, real fast. You knew before they did, there was going to be a line, and you knew you were going to be first in it. As the Ark committee called for the last available seats to be given out, you were on your toes and ready to roll. For some reason the committee decided a free-for-all, Far-and-Away style seat grab race was the way to go, and you knew you were a shoo-in. The race starts, and you easily dodge, duck, dip, dive and dodge your way through the chaos, zig-zagging past the masses and to an easy first place finish. Your speed and prowess were legendary. Also legendary, the malice toward your greatness... You barely had time to relish in your victory before you were ganged up on by the other jealous and embarrassed participants of the race. Legend tells of a Matrix-like dodging of bullets and a showcase of speed unlike any ever seen, but in the end...it was too much. In the new world, you are memorialized in statue...on the spot your bullet-ridden body finally faltered.

Happy Halloween from All Attributes Fitness!

Scenario 3

 A flood you say? Limited space on the boat? Pssh...you have no time for such trivial concerns, as your level of endurance allows you to swim...indefinitely. Rather than worry about the chaos and certain death that awaits from the melee to get a boat seat, you are determined to brave the flood waters with nothing more than a small set of inflatable swimmies. As the flood waters and new world ocean order come to pass, you spend your time treading water and using all the ocean feels fit to provide to survive. As the months turn to years, and the years to decades, your endurance gives way to a genetic mutation, and you grow the ability to breathe water, and process it for its nutrients. Once the waters finally subside, your now vibrant community of fish-people live happily ever after. Ha, just kidding. The "landies", as you now call the descendants of the "boat people", hunt you for sport...in a most dangerous game. After numerous bloody engagements and 10 years of war, your people are all but extinguished, and your final resting place is above the mantle in a log cabin, with your head singing bad show tunes when someone walks by.

Happy Halloween from All Attributes Fitness!

Scenario 4

You know exactly what to do. You always do. Rather than worry about the boat and the remaining seats, you begin work on your cloning and genetic enhancement facility. Using knowledge and expertise available to you at the time, you determine that the only way to survive a global flood scenario will be to create an army of Kevin Costner's character in WaterWorld...the Mariner? (really? Mariner? I had to look that up...is that his name?...or like, a description of what he does?..I've never actually seen it). Anyway, where was I?...oh yes, the Mariner. Your experiments quickly come to fruition and your clone army of Kevin Costner's is unleashed. They look to you as a father figure, and obey your every command. Your first command is to commandeer the Ark, to use as you see fit. The Costner army quickly overcomes all aboard the Ark, and you are victorious. As you bask in the glory of your accomplishments, you realize that the world now consists of only you, and nothing else but Kevin Costners'. A fate...worse than death.

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Scenario 5

Talking your way onto the ship was easy...kids stuff really. Everyone you meet is simply a palette you paint on. You are able to shape their thoughts and wants with a mere glance. As you use your charm and personality to befriend the entire ship, you quickly become one of the most liked people aboard. So liked in fact, that before you know it, you are being asked to run for a spot on the selection committee, who decide the fate of humanity. After an easy victory to a seat on the committee, you are soon asked to head the entire thing. The fate of everyone you know, or would ever know, is now in your hands. Deciding who lives and who dies is no easy business, and the stress begins to build. This was something you were not prepared for, as you like everyone, and everyone likes you. Eventually it is all too much, as you simply cannot handle the emotional stress of all these decisions. Your body is found alone, among pictures of those you were forced to doom... The cause of death. Sadness (so deep).

Happy Halloween from All Attributes Fitness!

Scenario 6

You asked for a place on the Ark, and you received it. You were surprised at how easy it was honestly, but it still felt justified. As the weeks on the ship go by, everything seems normal, until one day you run across the files for all persons aboard. Out of curiosity you check your own file of course, only to discover news most distressing... You drop the open file on the ground, and back away into the arms of 2 armed men,...who drag you off never to be seen again...

The file notes read: "Subject X - Pinnacle of human health and wellness. Standard to which all others are judged. Body, mind, spirit, handles everything well. Lives life to the fullest. Fate: human guinea pig to be poked and prodded, to serve as future cloning genetic material, or as needed for scientific advancements of future humans."

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Scenario 7

Takes a licking but keeps on ticking. Not just a Timex. That's how you've been described on numerous occasions. This "global flood" thing is just going to be water off your back...literally. You apply for the boat...they deny you. You are not phased. You simply get to work chopping down trees and construct your own vessel of grit and determination, metal and brawn. While you never really find out the fate of the Ark that denied you, you never care to. You use your steely determination and toughness to last on your own, just you and your family...for decades to come, in the new wilderness of the global ocean. Obstacle after obstacle is overcome in a lifetime of adventures. Decades come and go and you mark the time with new scars from your battles. You are last seen facing down a giant Mer-Bear (fish-man-bear), with just your bare hands. You become a Legend of the Fall...

Happy Halloween from All Attributes Fitness!

Scenario 8

Make it so. Not just for Captain Picard, but also your mantra. Determination and force of will bend to you like a spoon in the Matrix. There is no situation you cannot overcome, this one included. To get on the Ark, only the best of the best can be allowed, and you decide you will be THE best. There is a great 80's montage of you training in the gym, improving skills a little at a time, whilst also showing a clear passage of time and your continual improvement. This montage is super inspirational and amazing... It includes other things like failing a bit, only to succeed the next time, and so forth. After this montage, the people of the Ark welcome you with open arms, simply amazed at how you've met all their requirements in the short time given. Another montage is shown of you on the ship, living your life, from young to old, your new responsibilities and daily life, etc. At some point you realize the horror that you live ONLY in montage, and have somehow become stuck in an infinite loop of one. There is no escape, only a life of continual small improvements over time set to a sweet soundtrack (most likely featuring Kenny Loggins or Survivor).

Happy Halloween from All Attributes Fitness!

Scenario 9

Cheater. You have the combined skills of all attributes, and have no need for someone else's plan.... You use your strength and speed to build a bigger and better Ark...and you do it in half the time. Your improved endurance allows you to work double time, and you use your superior intelligence to engineer a ship that can fly....instead of sail. Your charisma is key in convincing all the best people from the Ark to come with you, and your natural leadership abilities makes you the easy choice to command the ship. Your perfect health allows you to easily overcome the difficulties of space travel, as your body and immune system are strong enough to resist space bacteria and anti-grav conditions. You will need toughness sooner than you think, as aliens have become aware of your advances in technology and space travel, and you must fight through them to survive. The odds are against you,...but through sheer force of willpower and determination, you are able to prevail. Your new space Ark safely shepherds humanity through your entire lifetime of 147 years, and you die knowing that humanity will carry on thanks to your efforts.

Happy Halloween from All Attributes Fitness!

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Genre: Action, Combat Developer: Novalogic Publisher: Novalogic ESRB Rating: Teen

Hints

Help With Front Runner (Quick Mission)

On front runner(or other parachuting mission)shoot your parachute to fall quicker. Basicly you want to land on that hill you see to the left. Lay down with the m4/m209 and fire at the two men. Then you want to wander down all the way. Lay down again and sniper everyone out. Then shoot the viecle(enemy attak)with a law. Then shoot the building to the left in the front window with the law again. Then slide down the hill and run into that building while alfa team slaughters everyone. then run into the three small buildings and clear them out. then move into the big building where you should run to the corner shoot that guy then without moving through in a grenade, move a little farther in and through another twords the back. then through one up the stairs. run up the stairs free the men by letting them see you then run to the trucks way out there(fallow alfa team). just jump in one of the trucks backs and let alfa worry about everything else.

Playing Missions

When you choose a mission to play, You want to pick 1 of two main guns. You should either pick one of the two sniper rifles or the grenade launcher carbine with the option of burst or semi-auto. You should also have impact-frag grenaedes, NOT delayed impact-frag grenades. You should also have one spare case of ammo, and depending on the mission either a LAW of a satchel charge. For your side-arm you should either have the Soccoms .45 silenced or non-0silenced. NEVER the underwater pistol. (The Soccoms have more punch than the underwater pistol and go farther.)

Playing On Internet

When playing on Novaworld or the Internet, always get the SAW fully automatic with one box of extra ammo, a kelver vest, and the Socomms .45 non-silenced. Also always be moving in zig-zags so the other team will have to concentrate much more and be still to kill you allowing a team mate to kill him/her.

Cheats

Multiplayer Cheats

To get rid of cheaters tell them you know how to fly and then tell them if they want to cheat push the esc. key and type fly. Notice the Y at the end!

Cheat Codes

While playing a game, press ~ to display the console. Then, type one of the following codes and press [Enter] to activate the corresponding cheat function:RESULTCHEAT CODE God modethetrooperInfinite ammunitiondiewithyourbootsonReload ammunitionsunandsteelInvisibilitystilllife8 artillery roundsrevelations

Cheat Codes (demo Version)

While playing a game, press ' to display the console. Then, type one of the following codes and press [Enter] to activate the corresponding cheat function:RESULTCHEAT CODE God modeimnotafraidtofight

Cheat Codes (command Line)

Start the game with one of the following command line parameters to activate the corresponding cheat function:ResultCommand Line ParameterRecord demo in single player mode/rPlay back demo/p [filename]Enable save scores mode/sGet system information/sysRead resources from directory instead of pff/dDisplay command line parameter options/?

Unlockables

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Guides

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